Take It

Prompt list

a/n: prompts honestly help me get a better idea of what I’m going to write and i also love them. i think there’s one that’s specifically for steve and/or bucky but the rest are dealers choice <3

“beg for it”

“c’mon give me something useful” “Oh I’ll give you something” “I said useful not useless”

“oh baby you look so pretty when you cry”

“the sound of your voice right now is kinda making me wanna toss myself off of a cliff”

“cum for me sweetheart”

“i love you, stupid”

“wow, you really are an idiot”

“what in the hell is that?” “our dog” “we don’t have a dog” “....surprise?”

“aw you had a dream about me?”

“we’ve watched this so many times, even I know the words to it”

“can we take a bath?”

“if you brought another animal home, so help me god we’re getting a divorce”

“take your fucking clothes off” “what?” “i said take. them. off”

“i missed you today”

“...i hate you"

“dance with me?”

“please, just stay, okay?”

“if you don’t fuck me over this table right now I’m gonna be very disappointed”

“can you just…hold me? please?”

“AH GET IT GET IT!” “WHAT?! WHAT?! GET WHAT?!” “THE GODDAMN SPIDER RIGHT THERE” “…you’ve got to be kidding me”

“you have a cute face”

“god you drive me crazy”

“you’re so pretty it’s absolutely ridiculous”

“you like that princess?”

“it’s always been you, i love you”

“you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid”

“that’s it baby, make a mess”

“swallow it, that’s a good girl”

“the sound of your voice kinda makes me wanna kill myself”

“can I wear your shirt?”

“just put a band-aid or something on it!” “What? You have a bone popping out of your leg!” “What do you literally want from me I’m not a doctor!”

“well at least we still have each other” “i hate you” “guess not”

“it’s okay, you’re safe with me”

“good morning oh sweet love of mine!” “it’s 2 in the afternoon” “and?”

“god, you feel so good baby”

“you wanna make me a daddy huh?”

“can I just kill myself?”

“if I wanted to fuck you, i would’ve done it already”

“oh honey, you take it so well”

“that’s the most vile thing I’ve ever heard, I’m in”

“you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, hands down”

“you’re a terrible person” “i know, it keeps it awake at night”

“do you usually think before you speak or do words just like tumble out of your mouth?”

“i got you sweetheart, come here”

“you look…wow i….” “cat got your tongue there hmm?”

“all I know is, it’s taking everything in me not to fuck the living shit out of you right now”

“all I’ve ever needed is you”

“i really hope you weren’t this stupid back in the 40’s”

“are you drunk?”

“are you trying to seduce me?” “dunno, is it working?” “....yes”

the days are hard (miguel o'hara x reader)

dad!miguel, fluff, heart wrenching sweetness fr <3

don’t mind me, just thinking about patching Miguel up after a particularly bad anomaly and your daughter wakes up to see you and Miguel at the kitchen table. It's the middle of the night and she’s rubbing the sleep from her eyes, dragging her favorite stuffed animal behind her that funnily enough ‘Uncle’ Hobie had given to her despite how much Miguel had groaned to you about it. You hadn’t even sensed she had gotten up, too focused on the injury after injury you kept finding on your husband's body.

you were cleaning a cut on Miguel’s eyebrow when you noticed his eyes shift to the doorway to the kitchen “mija? go back to bed baby” he rumbles out, voice soft. He winces as you finish dabbing the blood away from his forehead, quickly putting the cloth down on the table next to you as you turn to look at the little girl in front of you. “what are you doing up bug?” you say as you brush the hair back from her still sleepy face

“sensed papá come home” she mumbles out, Miguel reaches out and touches her face, his large hand covering the entire side of it “m'sorry i woke you up” he whispers. she climbs into his lap, her hands going to cup his cheeks for a moment before throwing her arms around his neck “it’s gonna be okay papá” your heart squeezes in your chest at the softness in her voice, you see Miguel's eyes go wide before they water.

his eyes squeeze shut and he wraps his large arms around her tiny frame, you blink your eyes to will away the tears before she reaches her little hand behind her towards you “mamá come” her voice comes out muffled from being smushed against Miguel's shoulder, you smile and drop your body down on the bench beside them, one of Miguel's arms wraps around your waist and tugs you into his side pressing a kiss to your temple. 

one of your daughters hands comes up to grab your hand, you press a kiss on it and lean your head on Miguel's free shoulder “love you” she mumbles to the both of you, miguel kisses the side of her head “we love you too mi vida” he whispers into her hair before he turns to you and presses his lips to yours, it’s a soft kiss full of all the love in his heart that could only be for his two girls. You break apart and rest your forehead against his, and you think that in this moment wrapped in your husband and daughters arms that everything just might be okay. 

I have three modes of reading

Dont read

Read a 500 page book in a day

Read only fanfiction until my eyeballs drop out of my skull from exhaustion

Midnight Pleasure

pairing(s): harry wells x reader

a/n: it’s taken me so long to finally sit down and be able to focus enough to write again, it’s been months since i last posted. i’ve been spending all my time with a kitten i rescued, so writing just kinda slipped away from me for a little bit. now this one's for me but i promise that i will get to my requests as soon as i can. thank you my loves <3

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According to the team, you and Harry didn’t get along very well. You two always throwing snide comments at each other, you sometimes egging him on when he’s throwing things about the cortex, him doing every little thing he can to annoy you. It was getting to the point where it had started to affect the other team members

One night you and Harry were having one of your little tuffs when Cisco finally had enough “you know the sexual tension between the two of you is giving me a headache” he grabbed a piece of licorice from beside his computer and stuck it in his mouth as he got up “i’m just gonna go home and watch princess bride on repeat, you guys have fun”

“Cis- ugh” you watched him walk out of the cortex and sighed at the fact that he had just left you alone with harry. “See what you did” he said from his spot in front of the clear board. You scoffed and put down the ipad you were holding “What I did? What about what you did? If you didn’t yell all time-“ he cut you off, capping the marker he was holding “Maybe I wouldn’t have to yell all the time if you would stop being a brat and just listen to me!”

You unconsciously stepped closer to him, feeling your anger rise “I’m not a little servant you can just command whenever you feel like it” you spit out “You can’t just bark orders and expect me to be like ‘yes sir’ “ you batted your eyelashes as part of your little skit “ ‘whatever you want sir’ ‘anything for you sir’ “

You dropped your act “that’s not how the world works Harry, this may be a bit shocking but it doesn’t actually revolve around you” both of you were breathing heavily at this point, you blinked and realised that you were quite closer to the man in front of you than you thought. It was quiet for a few moments, the only sound filling the silence was the rapid breathing coming from the two of you.

“You wanna say that again, y/n?” He finally spoke, his voice noticeably deeper this time. “Go ahead, tell me that this isn’t some stupid little act to hide how you really feel about me” He took a step forward and you took one back

“You think i don’t notice how every time i get even a little bit closer to you that i can practically hear the way your heart just pounds, hmm? maybe that’s why you act like such a brat all the time, you don’t want me to know just how excited i make you” your back hit the wall, as you looked up at him with wide eyes

“Because i know you drive me absolutely fucking crazy, y/n” he was inches away from you now, his breath fanning across your face. “And it’s taking everything in me not to rip your goddamn clothes off and take you in the middle of this cortex. Right here. Right now” his hands were on either side of you on the wall, caging you in as his eyes searched your face. Your breathing was even faster now as you and Harry stared at each other, neither one wanting to make a move for fear of the moment ending.

Harry was standing so close to you now, that you could feel his bulge pressing against your hip. You shifted under his intense gaze and could feel his hips slightly bucking into yours at the friction. “Feel that sweetheart? Hmm? See what you do to me?” He spoke in a low tone. Harry shifted and wedged his knee between your thighs, pressing it deliciously against your clit and you gasped as he started to slightly rub against you.

“That feel good, y/n?” Your mind went slightly foggy, at seeing you weren’t able to conjure up a response Harry pressed harder. Your hands gripped his sides bringing his body closer to yours “Harry” you breathed. The man pulled back from where he had rested his forehead against yours “I need to know that you want this” he said as his knee stopped, but he didn’t pull away. “What?” You panted just wanting him to keep touching you, anywhere, everywhere.

“I need you, to tell me that you want this, y/n. If I don’t hear a yes from those pretty little lips, i’m not gonna touch you anymore” your lips parted “Yes” you quickly answered “Please Harry, I want this. I want you” you swore you saw a flash of a smile across his face before he captured your lips in his. Harry’s kiss was rough and passionate and it left you wanting more and more as he kissed down to your neck.

His hands slowly slid down your sides and hooked his fingers in the waistband of your pants, teasing you. “You want it sweetheart?” He mumbled against your neck as your hands gripped his arms. “Harry please” you whimpered. At that Harry slowly slipped his hand down, pressing his hand against your wet pussy and groaning at the feeling.

“Look at that baby, you’re soaked already and I’ve barely touched you” he pressed a kiss to your jaw “I can only imagine how fucking good you’re gonna taste” He wrapped a strong arm around you pulling you flush against him as he started to rub your clit with his fingers.

You tilted your head back against the wall and let out a groan at the relief that the friction was giving you. You could hear the wet sounds coming from in between the two of you as Harry worked his fingers and it only made a new wave of arousal wash over you.

“More” you gasped out, bunching up Harry’s shirt in your fist “More what sweetheart? Use your words” his signature smirk spread over his face. “I just” you cut yourself off with a moan “want your tongue” you finally got out as Harry’s smirk spread even wider “Good girl”

The brunette sunk down to his knees in front of you, taking off his glasses and setting them on the floor beside him. He trailed his hands down your sides before sliding your pants down your legs and tossing them behind him. “Fuck you’re soaked” he groaned as he saw the growing wet spot on your underwear. He ran his thumb over the spot, making you gasp at the sensitivity before he pressed his lips against your clothed clit.

He moved the material to the side, licking a stripe up your clit. Your hand grasped a handful of his hair at the sensation, desperately wanting more. Harry pressed a kiss to the spot before finally pulling your underwear down your legs and throwing the garment behind him too. He wrapped a hand around your ankle and gently moved your legs apart, pressing a kiss to your pelvic bone before tilting his head and sucking on your clit.

Your hand once again fell to his hair as his mouth licked and sucked on the current most sensitive part of your body. He hummed against you and your hand tightened pulling him closer to you if it was even possible at that point. “I knew you would taste good, I just didn’t know it would be this good” he mumbled, half pulling back to speak “really?” You panted

He gave a particularly hard suck on your clit before answering “Baby, I’m addicted” at that sentence another wave of heat and a weird sense of pride shot through your body. You started to feel your orgasm approaching and your breathing quickened, Harry could see it too. He looked up at you through his lashes and moaned at the sight above him, your face was flushed, beautiful chest heaving, your head was thrown back against the wall in pleasure and your lips were slightly parted as pants and moans poured out.

Harry swore he could just cum at the mere sight of it as he closed his eyes and worked faster, helping you reach your climax. “You wanna cum sweetheart?” He said from below you. Your hand clenched and unclenched in his hair at the thought of cumming on his tongue “Yes, please Harry, god I wanna cum” you rushed out feeling it draw closer and closer.

Harry slipped a finger inside pumping it in and out before adding another, the wet sounds getting even louder now. At the feeling of Harry’s fingers combined with his tongue, your core tightened the pleasure this man was giving you pulsating throughout your body. As you teetered on the edge of your orgasm Harry pulled back to watch you come undone, still pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“That’s it y/n, let go for me, you can do it baby” he encouraged as you let out a loud moan, clenching and unclenching around his fingers. “Fuck” Harry whispered under his breath as he felt your cum gushing over his fingers, curling them to make your climax all that more pleasurable. As you finished, he leaned forward and swiped his tongue over your pussy, licking up all of your release.

When he was done he pulled away and you watched as he wiped his glistening mouth with the back of his hand. He slowly got to his feet, both of you slightly panting as he rested his forehead against yours. “That was” you panted “I know” he said as he swallowed. A few moments of silence passed before he added “So, still hate me?” “Shut up” you playfully said as you put your other shoe on. You grabbed your coat, shutting everything off before grabbing Harry’s hand “Where are we going?”

“Well, did you want me to return the favor or not?” You cheekily replied as you pulled him into the elevator “Oh I like where this is going” he smiled as he pressed you into the wall, planting a kiss on your lips as you laughed.

“joseph quinn is the sexiest man alive” i say into the mic, the crowd boos. i begin to walk off the stage in shame. “no, she’s right!” i hear a voice in the back say. the lights come on. it’s jamie campbell bower.

Hey! :)) You're very talented! So I dare to send in a Bucky imagine <3 Maybe one where you're dating but you're not an avenger, so you sometimes feel not good at all for him even though he always makes you feel special and he loves you more than anything. one time he comes from a mission to you waiting in his room, doubting again but he immediately tries getting this thought out of you and gives you his dog tags to prove he's yours forever and it's all cute then and also soft smut? :)

a/n: thank you my love!! <3 omg the dog tags, this is amazing. this one is probably one of my favorite things i’ve written so far, I took it and kinda ran with it lol. but i certainly hope you enjoy it, i can also always rewrite it with any gender you want!!

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It was always hard when Bucky was on missions, he’d go away for god knows how long. Sometimes a few days, sometimes a few months, it was extremely hard on your relationship at first, having him in your arms one minute and then gone the next.

Even since you started dating he had tried to keep you as far as possible from the life he knew as an Avenger. Now there was nothing wrong with being an Avenger but it was dangerous, and as long as Bucky was alive he’d do anything to protect you. You were the one thing in his life that wasn’t tainted by his past, and he wanted to keep it that way.

At first you didn’t understand why Bucky didn’t tell you more about where he went or what he did, whether it was a recent mission or something that happened in his Winter Soldier days. It made you feel bad to feel like it, but you had started to think that he thought that you couldn’t handle it.

That sweet innocent little y/n couldn’t handle the burden of knowing the horrible things that his other persona had done. Now you knew who Bucky really was and you knew that all of these thoughts were irrational, but sometimes it made you feel like you couldn’t truly be there for him.

It slowly started to make you feel helpless, the nights where Bucky woke up screaming from a dreadful nightmare and all you could do was just hold him and tell him it would be okay, not really knowing what you were comforting him from.

It’s not like Bucky neglected you in the slightest, in fact that beautiful man showed you that he loved you in some way just about every single day, if not more. If it was bringing you flowers, asking how your day was, holding you for hours, or even just plain telling you.

Bucky had left about two weeks ago on a mission with the rest of the Avengers, you of course stayed behind. It had been a long two weeks and you missed Bucky something terrible, so you left your quiet apartment and went and stayed at the tower for a little while.

The last night before Bucky was supposed to be back you laid in Buckys bed, tossing and turning, doubts flowing freely in your mind. What if Bucky was pulling away from you? What if he was realizing that you’re not good enough for him?

Because of all the thoughts swirling in your head as you sat up, you didn’t even hear the heavy footsteps outside your bedroom door, not even the door opening and the tired super soldier trudging in. Bucky stopped at the sight of your shrugged over shoulders “doll?” He called out

You jumped at the sudden voice and turned around a tired smile spreading across your face “Bucky!” You walked into his embrace, sighing as you took in his smell. Even after a grueling mission he still smelled good.

Bucky noticed something was wrong by the way you carried yourself across the room, he pulled back and lifted your head up gently by your chin. “Is something wrong y/n? Are you okay?” You let out a small chuckle “I should be asking you that”

You pulled away and sat on the bed, Bucky following you “You mean because of the last mission?” He had a feeling he knew what was bothering you, he just wanted to hear you say it. “Among other things” you whispered looking down at his hands in your lap

“I just” you continued “I feel so helpless all the time, I feel like I’m not doing enough for you, you know? Every time you wake up from a nightmare, every time you come home with bruises and cuts and all I can do is just clean you up and blindly tell you that it’s gonna be okay” you sighed. “Sometimes I feel like I’M not good enough, for you.”

You finally looked up at Bucky, his eyebrows furrowed in concern. At your statement, his face softened “Oh babydoll, I’m sorry I let you down” he pulled you into his neck, wrapping his arms around your waist. “You mean more to me than you’ll ever know. I can’t even put into words how much you’ve changed my life” he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

He pulled away slightly to look at your face. “The reason why I don't talk about” he looked down. “The things that I’ve done is because I don’t want you to think any differently of me. I want him to be long gone and I don’t want him to ever come back, and I’m just not ready to admit that there’s a possibility that he’s still there okay?” He kissed your temple “it’s got nothing to do with you doll”

“Here, I want to give you something.” He reached into his pocket and you heard something that sounded like metal clinking together. He pulled his hand out and into your view

“These are my dog tags, you know from the war. I keep them because, well they help me remember who I used to be. Who I really am, they remind me that I’m more than what all those years with Them made me into.” You gingerly reached down and touched them

James B. Barnes

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He took them and pulled it over your head, the metal resting just above your chest. “I want you to have them” he said “Oh Bucky, I can’t take these away from you” Bucky gave you a soft smile “You can and you will, I want you to have these, that way I’m with you all the time. Now any time you miss me, you can know that i’m right here” he placed a finger on the dog tag over your heart

“Always. Because I’m always going to be here for you, no matter what honey” He titled your head up, eyes meeting yours. “Because I love you.” You blinked away the tears welling up in your eyes “I love you too James, thank you” He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss onto your lips.

You wound a hand in his hair tugging him closer and he placed a hand on your thigh, rubbing circles on the skin there. “Bucky” you whispered against his lips. He slowly laid you back on the bed, shifting to lay in between your legs. “I know doll, just let me show you how much I love you okay?” He trailed down to your neck “I’m not going anywhere”

Bucky sat up, trailing his hands down your sides. He reached your sleep shorts and hooked his fingers in the band. He pushed your shirt up a little bit and placed kisses on your waistline before pulling them down your legs.

Bucky worked on your underwear next, he placed gentle kisses on your thighs before placing one right over your clothed clit. You could feel his eyes on you, watching your reaction as he pulled those down too. He kissed his way back up your torso and pressed a soft kiss to your lips “You’re so beautiful doll, so so beautiful” he whispered in your ear.

Your hands gripped Buckys as he pulled off your shirt. His hands cupped your breasts through your bra, as he placed a kiss on the top of both of them.”Gorgeous” you heard faintly. You felt the roughness of his hands on your skin before his hands worked to unclip your bra.

The brunette made his way back down your body, his thumb immediately swiping your clit, you grabbed onto his shoulders as he leaned down to replace his finger with his tongue. Bucky lapped at your clit and slowly worked a finger inside of you. “Taste so good doll, my favorite thing in the world” he mumbled

Bucky could feel you getting closer so he sped up his movements. “Wait” you panted and he stopped completely “what’s wrong y/n? “Just wanna feel you already, can’t wait anymore” He smiled and kissed your hip bone before crawling back up your body

“Anything for the lady” Bucky used his right hand to spread your other leg out for him more, settling in between your thighs as he kissed you. It was the kind of kiss that left you breathless, and most certainly wanting more. “Ready for me baby?” He pressed a kiss to the collum of your throat. “Always, Buck”

Bucky's arms caged you between him and the bed as he slowly slipped inside of your wet pussy. Both of you letting out groans of pleasure at the feeling of Bucky filling you up. After a minute and Bucky whispering to you how good you felt around him, he started to move.

The only sounds in the room were the sounds of your pants and moans of each other’s names as Bucky fell to his forearms, trying to get as close to you as possible. His eyes caught a glimpse of his dog tags resting over your breasts and it stirred something inside of him.

Both your hands tangled in Buckys hair as he went faster, somehow working himself deeper than he already was. “ God I love you so much doll, you look so pretty wearing my name around your neck” he panted into your ear as he pressed a kiss on your neck.

One of your hands fell to Bucky's side pulling him closer “Buck” you moaned “I’m gonna cum” you squeezed your eyes shut as he grunted “me too doll, cum with me” Bucky worked you higher and higher until you finally orgasmed around him, an airy “I love you” whispered into his ear.

Bucky wrapped an arm around you tightly as he came inside of you, praises and grunts falling from his lips and his hips slowed as he milked you both through the high.You both stayed like that for a while, neither one of you wanting to move as you threaded your hands through Bucky's now damp hair.

“I know I’ve got to be more open with you, you’re the most important thing in my life and I don’t want anything to ruin that” the man laying on your chest suddenly spoke. He squeezed his arm around you pulling you closer together.

“I know Buck, i’m sorry. I just wanna make sure you’re okay you know?”

“Don’t be sorry” he leaned up and gave you a sweet kiss “As long as i’m with you, I’m gonna be just fine” he laid his head back down on your chest “Plus we got one hell of a night out of it” he smirked

“Ow!”

“Idiot”

i think it would be very funny if at some point Darth Vader crossed paths w Artoo on a rebel mission and went 'is that my fucking droid'

She

word count: 1888

pairing: andy barber x female reader

warnings: slight mentions of cheating, slight language

a/n: so i was listening to She by Harry Styles and i got the idea for this, but the ending is different than the song. now i do NOT condone cheating in any way, this just kinda poured out of my head and it’s my first fic on my new account, so i really hope you enjoy it!

also please do not repost or copy my work in any way without asking me first thank you.

Andy woke up around the time he usually did, about 7 am, and he started his morning routine, again, like usual. Shower, teeth, coffee, get dressed, and wake his son up for the day. Around 9 was when he dropped Jacob off at school. Like everyday.

But it wasn’t like everyday was it? No, Andy had something or rather someone he just couldn’t get out of his head no matter what.

You.

But who could blame him? How could anyone not think about you? How could anyone not be consumed by the thought of you? Andy was sure that he wasn’t the only one who thought about you, he saw the looks men and even some women gave you at the office.

Around 1:00-1:30, Andy sent his assistant for his usual second cup of coffee as he thought about this. Maybe it was your aura that drew people to you, or maybe your ridiculously unique laugh. How Andy craved to hear your laugh everyday, or to even catch a glimpse of your smile. It made his head spin.

The next day Andy took his son out on their family boat. Jacob had had a hard day yesterday and he wanted to make him feel better but again, all he could think about was you. He imagined spontaneously taking you out on the boat, bags packed,and just leaving. Leaving behind all of his responsibilities, his regrets. His wife. But regrettably he did have responsibilities, he had to deal with his regrets, and he couldn’t leave his wife. Not now.

So, he carried on with his day. It got worse and worse with time, his marriage, and his thoughts of you. Laurie was starting to notice how sometimes he was there but he wasn’t. Like he was in some far off place. And in a way he was. He was with you, happy and content on some island somewhere or an apartment. The daydream always changed.

But you were always there, making him happy. He often woke up in the middle of the night to find himself smiling in his sleep. Feeling somewhat guilty sometimes, he’d try to go back to sleep and will all thoughts of you from his mind. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn’t.

The weeks ahead were torture, as Andy crawled into bed most nights he had to will his heartbeat to slow down so he could try and get some sleep. He knew now in his heart that it was right for him to feel this way, but he hoped more than anything that his son would see that too.

After a long day, and a quick goodnight peck on the cheek, Laurie slept soundly in her bed that night, a dreamless sleep wafting over her fairly easily. Her husband however, laid awake at night wondering where he went wrong.

Andy sighed,tucking his arm behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling for the third night this week. Tomorrow’s gonna be a big day. He had thought about this for a long time, and he knew what he had to do.

Too long had Andy ignored his desires, too long had he shoved away how his heart screamed at him that his marriage just wasn’t working anymore. How he shoved away his longing for you that was so prominent that even Laurie felt how different her husband was nowadays.

His touch was different, like how he held her hand so lightly, she felt like she wasn’t even holding anything at all. Or how when he hugged her, if he even did at all that week, he never squeezed and engulfed her like he used to. Even his kisses were different, once passionate, now quick little pecks on the cheek as he rushed off to work for the day. Laurie knew that her marriage was beyond repair, and that it was only a matter of time.

Andy woke up extra early the next morning. He took special care in his appearance, fixing his hair a little neater than usual, brushing his teeth a little bit harder, even wearing his favorite most expensive cologne that he had saved for special occasions. You had complimented that cologne one time at an office christmas party, so he knew you had liked it.

Everything after that was the same morning routine he had had for years. But when he got to his office, he sat in his car for a second. Letting out a sigh of air and straightening his tie.

“Today’s the day Andy, don’t screw this up”

He got out and walked up to the building fixing the sides of his hair as he pulled open the glass doors. Then you walked in and suddenly, it was like all of the air was sucked out of the room. You looked amazing, breathtaking. You hadn’t worn anything out of the ordinary, a blazer with a nice blouse tucked into long black pants, and the usual black heels. You know, as a nice lawyer would wear.

But to Andy you looked as if it was the first time he ever saw you. Then it was as if the air was thrown back into the room and he was suddenly very aware that he was just standing there, so getting a grip on himself and his briefcase, he walked into his office shutting the door. He took a second to collect himself, before opening the door and walking down the hall to your office.

He straightened his tie once again and rapped on your door.

“Y/N?”

“Come in!”

He opened the door and saw you had looked up from one of your case files, a friendly smile on your face.

“Yes, Andy, can I help you with something?”

He took a breath

“Yes actually, a file I could use your help reviewing. A fresh pair of eyes would be helpful.”

You knitted your eyebrows and Andy suddenly got nervous, something that had rarely happened to him before, but he’d be damned if you didn’t do that to him. You closed the file and crossed your arms over it. “But you don’t have any files with you?”

Goddamnit Andy, I told you not to screw it up

“I left it in my office, i’m a bit out of it today I guess” he offered a nervous laugh. You looked from him to the file on your desk and sighed. “There’s no file, is there Andy?” “Yeah there’s no file I just wanted to talk to you about something” he admitted. He sat down and looked at you.

Here goes nothing

“Would you like to get coffee sometime? With me?”

You sat back a little stunned, you didn’t know much about the man but you did know he was married and you weren’t that type of girl. Were you?

Andy noticed you glancing at his wedding band and a sweat started to form on the back of his neck. “Y/N, I- I’m leaving her.” He had stated for the first time, to her and himself. It was all real now. He was actually doing this.

Your eyes flicked back to his face. You contemplated it for a moment. If he was lying, you’d honestly be a little disappointed. He was a very handsome man, well built and well kept for most men his age. He was always nice to you as well. If he was telling the truth, this might just turn out to be a very good thing. After all, it’s just a coffee right? If it doesn’t work out so be it, but how could you not take the risk?

“I’d love to, Andy. I don’t want to get dragged in the middle of something but i’d like to see where this goes, so for now it’s just coffee”

Andy smiled to himself and nodded. “It’s a date”

That night when he got home, Laurie was waiting for him at the dining room table. A single glass of red wine in front of her. Now that wasn’t unusual but the look on her face was. She knew.

This morning she had smelled his cologne as she got up and she immediately knew that something was going on that her husband wasn’t telling her. Andy sighed and shrugged off his jacket, throwing it on the back of the couch along with his briefcase.

Loosening his tie as he walked into the dining room, he silently sat down in the chair in front of her. As soon as he settled in, tears filled her eyes.

“Laurie I-“

“Who is she?” She interrupted

“She works with me at the office. She’s another lawyer, but I swear nothing has actually physically happened. It’s just the way I feel about her”

Laurie couldn’t tell if the words made her feel better or worse. “Do you love her?” She questioned. Andy thought about it and sighed “I’m not really sure but I think that it’s the start of it or something at least” He felt bad for hurting his wife but he couldn’t do it anymore. He just didn’t love her like he used to all those years ago.

Laurie wiped what tears she could from her face “What happened, Andy? Where did it go wrong?” Andy flinched, he didn’t want to tell her the truth for fear of hurting her more, but he couldn’t give her the answer she wanted either.

“I don’t-“ he wiped his hand over his face, preparing for the answer “I don’t know Laurie but I just, it’s not there anymore. I love you, of course I do. You’re the mother of my son and I’ll always love and cherish you for that. But it’s not like how I used to.”

Laurie had calmed down a little bit by now ,not really knowing how she felt at the moment. Relief? Sadness? Anger? Maybe all of the above but she was a smart woman. She knew that it had been over for quite some time. Maybe now she could try and find happiness somewhere else.

“I understand”

The next month, Andy was moving out. He left Laurie and Jacob the house. He didn’t want to make it any harder than it had to be on either of them. He closed the Uhaul door and walked back inside the house, setting the house key on the marble counter.

He did a final sweep to make sure he got everything, and gave Jacob a hug. Andy told him that everything was going to be alright, and he knew on some level that Jacob knew everything. After all he was a smart kid. He hugged Laurie as best he could under the circumstances and headed towards the door.

As he opened it, he stepped one foot outside and turned his head to look at his soon to be ex-wife.

“You’ll find happiness, you’re an amazing woman Laurie. You just need the right guy now.”

As Laurie thought back to the other man she had been seeing for about a few months now, she offered Andy a small smile.

“I know”

YESS GAWDDD

BLESS THE FINE SOUL WHO WROTE THIS FR

“ SHE JUST WENT TO HEAVEN AND BACK ” — clark kent.

MINORS DNI 18+ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ WARNINGS: fem reader ノ established relationship ノ sexual content: riding dick ノ playing dumb for a boy ノ some light humping ノ reader has kinda long hair ノ size difference.

you’re so desperate for clueless CLARK KENT’s attention that you play dumb and get him to mansplain his video game to you while you sit in his lap. he’s been busy lately and to get him to take the hint you wear one of your shortest skirts, invite yourself into the best seat in the house, and ask, “what’s this?” gesturing to his lit tv screen.

he explains it all, some boring lore he’s really into and the controls and the tricky part he’s stuck on right now.. and you resist the urge to roll your eyes at him. his pretty girl is sitting in his lap and he’s not even paying it any mind. but clark is paying it mind. he’s rambling bcos he’s nervous, and if you’d turn your head you’d see the pink dusting his cheeks. he can feel your bare thighs through his denim, and your floral shampoo fills his nose… he trails off mid sentence when he focuses too hard on the growing interest in his pants.

“i wanna play.” you say when you’ve had enough of his aimless babble, and without thinking it through, clark places the controller snugly in your palms, while his larger hands overlay yours.

“alright, so this button…” his thumb atop yours presses down in a click, and you see the avatar swipe air with his sword because of it. “is your attack move… and this—“ you’re not paying any attention to what he’s teaching you. instead, your brain conjures up evil memories of everything you’ve been missing. your eyes wander to the corner of his bed he’s sitting on, and you wish he’d fold you over on it like before. wrestle you down and pin you so he could flip your little skirt up and get to work. you’re tuning out his words while he’s playing the game over your hands which dampen with sweat, suddenly hot and bothered at the thought of him fucking you in this position… if only he were brave enough to unbuckle his pants.

your lips press together, your heart rate quickens, and clark’s ears perk up. thump thump… thump thump… thump thump…

he inhales sharply, right as the sting of what it feels like to be filled by him shoots up your core like lightning. you jump in place a little at the cruel trick your mind is playing on you, and the friction of your ass bumping against his halfie makes it twitch as it chubs up. the avatar’s HP lowers little by little as its enemies overwhelm it, but neither of you move.

“why didn’t you say anything?” clark’s breathless words come out husky and sultry as he chuffs them out of his teeth, lifting you up and down by your hips like you’re nothing more than a weight at the gym. your hands lay atop his, twisting your face as that cock buries itself right where you needed it, bullying that spongy spot in you sore from neglect. “i’ve been thinking about you, too…” he fills the silence, paired with the wet sounds of an eager pussy swallowing him up. he yanks you back, and you land on his chest still clothed, your hair bunches up on his shoulder while his lips find your ear. your hips now married with his, he rolls yours, screwing his dick into you like he’s rediscovering all your nooks n crannies.

one arm rounds you to secure you against him in a warm embrace, seeking out your clit between your spread legs, toying with it like taffy and it makes you whine.

“you didn’t have to act like you cared about my game,” he’s taunting you, right in your ear, ending it with a gentle nip of his teeth to your shell. the point of his canine sends a shock through you, and your legs straighten involuntarily. he keeps you where he wants you with overpowering strength, you can’t raise yourself when he’s got you in a vice. his thumb and index feel cruel against your bud, as if chastising you for trying to trick him.

“well, it worked, didn’t it?” you exhale, leisurely squirming against him desperate for some movement. there’s pride in your voice.

“this skirt worked.” he corrects. the skirt now bunched up around your waist about the same time he’d pushed his denim out of the way so he could free his cock and give you a new seat. “could hear your heartbeat, you were so obvious… c’mere.” he grants your wish for more, pushing you forward so he could gather your arms behind you. bent, your feet barely toe the ground while he uses your wrists to leverage you, tugging you back while he bounces you up with the force of his hips.

why is nobody talking about how BIG and BROAD his shoulders are?? hello??

When’d Steve get so hairy?