#Bionic rat

[bionic-rat]

gl2 fanart! (not my oc!!)

An old drawing I never really posted. This is probably my best fanart by far, I'm still really proud of how the jellyfish umbrella turned out despite being added by the end.

This lovely oc was created by a fellow member of a discord server I was part of back in 2023, the ref pic is very low quality so sadly the watermark is all pixelated :( if anyone recognizes the style and knows the user, please let me know!

[nickfurysrighteye]

college au!chase davenport x fem!reader PART 2

summary: after your kiss in the library things between you and chase get a lot more..intense

cw: NSFW!! male masturbation, oral + fingering (f! receiving), unprotected sex (p in v), moaning kink (idk if there's a proper name for it or if it's even a thing but oh well), use of pet names (ex. baby, love), dirty talk, cumming inside.

words: 5.2k

a/n: this is my first time writing something this smutty so i hope you like it :) if you missed the first part, clik here

MDNI!!!

after your "study session" at the library you were left wondering if chase felt what you felt, if that kiss is haunting him like it does with you. it's the only thing you can think about. during lectures, while you study, while you're talking with your friends, the only thing going through your head is that kiss. the feeling of his lips on yours, his hands all over your body giving you that tingling sensation.

the fact is, that kiss is not only haunting chase like it's haunting you, but it has become an obsession. he can't stop replaying that moment in his head and his imagination is taking over, making up fantasies about fucking you at any time in any place. he can't no longer study because his mind is filled up with images of you naked laying on his bed moaning out his name as you cum on his face while he's eating you out. he likes to imagine your tits bouncing as you ride his dick, your wet cunt spilling cum all over him.

it's perverted but he can't help it, he gets so hard at the thought of cumming inside of you his dick aches. he lays on his bed every night with his eyes closed imagining fucking you over and over and over again while he pumps his dick with his hand. "fuuuck..y/n please..oh my god..holy shit" he whimpers and moans while thick loads of cum cover his hand. he never had sex but he also never thought about it like this until that kiss with you in the library.

your number saved on his phone stays untouched, he's too scared to text you or call you. if he has these kind of thoughts while you're not around he doesn't want to know what his mind will come up with once he's with you.

chase's torn though, he's scared but doesn't want you to think he doesn't like you. one afternoon he decides to text you.

"hey y/n it's Chase, i'm so sorry about not texting you sooner. i'd really love to see you." once the text is sent he throws his phone on the bed, he's so scared you'll be too mad at him to even respond to his text.

his phone chimes. it's you.

"hey chase, I'd love to see you too. mind if I come over tonight?" oh my fucking god she wants to see me he thinks, he really didn't expect you to be this calm.

"sure, why don't you come over around nine thirty?"

"perfect i'll see you later :)"

-

at nine o'clock the doorbell rings and Chase opens the door to find you standing there.

"hi" you smile.

"hi, come on in."

"i'm having deja vu" you laugh trying to shake off the tension. you hope he doesn't sense how nervous you are, and if he does you hope he's as nervous as you.

"would you like some tea?" chase ask kindly as he walks to the kitchen.

"sure, thanks." you follow him. "where's your brother?"

"oh adam went out with his friends, honestly i have no idea where he is but he won't be back soon." his back's facing you as he prepares the tea, boiling hot water already in the kettle. you lean against the counter.

"so... we're alone?"

"yeah, i thought it wouldn't be a problem considering what we did when we were alone last time." he looks at you with a smirk while handing you a mug. you try to hide your smile. you go sit down on the couch and chase follows you, sitting down next to you. he places his mug onto the coffee table.

"look i don't wanna ruin this already but there's something i wanna talk to you about. about the library thing..i- i liked..kissing you.. and i would have continued what we were doing but i panicked and just ran out and i was too scared to call-"

"chase." you stop his spiral "I really liked kissing you too." a soft smile appears on his lips as he look down embarrassed.

"sorry, I'm nervous. i just like you. a lot."

you put down your mug and get a bit closer to him. "i like you too, a lot. since we kissed i couldn't stop thinking about you. actually i've never stopped thinking about you since i first talked to you." you stop for a moment, gazing at his features once again. it all comes back again: the warmth, the ecstacy, feeling his touch all over you, how his lips felt so familiar onto yours, like they had always belonged there.

it's not easy, explaining the longing desire not only your body but also your mind has for him. any experience, any connection you had with anyone else before compared to him becomes dull, vain, shallow. you only shared a kiss and it's eating you alive.

your hand finds it's way onto his neck and pull him closer. this time he kisses you more roughly, with more passion. his hands are quick to travel all over your body again pulling you even closer. all of chase's thought are about having you as close as possible to him, he has been longing your warmth for days. he takes your leg and brings it over to his other side so that you're sitting on top of him. his kisses get sloppier, messier, his tongue savors yours like he's been starved for weeks. he grabs your ass, making you whimper a little.

"god you're so cute when you do that."

his lips quickly crash back onto yours and he holds you even closer making you giggle into the kiss. your heart is palpitating and your body gets hotter and hotter as your tongues swirl together. slowly, you start moving your hips, grinding against his groin, making chase moan. you can feel his pants getting tighter as his dick gets harder with your every move, you can feel his hard tip pushing against your clit through your pants. your lips gradually move from his lips to his jaw to his neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses behind as you pick up the pace with your hips. the fair scent of his cologne inebriate you as you suck and bite at his skin, leaving little red and purpleish spot on his neck.

chase pushes back his head, soft moans come out of his mouth as his breath becomes shorter. this is better than any scenario he imagined for this night, it would be even better if he gets to act out the fantasies that had been taunting him since the last time you met.

"you don't know how much i wanted this." his whisper's followed by a soft grunt.

"there's so much more i can do to you if you want me to"

your hands slide down his torso, getting closer to the waistband of his pants. clarity hits chase for a brief moment and all of a sudden he feels hesitant. he fantasized about doing certain things to you but he had never done it in real life. a wave of anxiety takes over him. what if he can't make you feel as good as he wants you to? what if he can't do it at all? you move your head away from his neck and go to kiss him on the lips again but you see the doubtful look in his eyes.

"chase, did i say something wrong? are you ok?" the last thing you wanted to do is make him uncomfortable.

"i..uh.."

"we can stop if you want." you start lifting your leg to get off of him but chase stops you.

"no i don't wanna stop. it's just that i..uh..i've never done it before. i actually never done any of this before."

you laugh softly "does that mean i get to be your first?"

-

you're laying on his bed, chase's on top of you, you feel the warmth of his body heating you up, he's leaving faint kisses all over your neck and collarbone. your fingers intertwine and you get lost in the feeling of his soft lips against your skin.

chase lowers one of his hands to undo the button of your pants, he slide them off your legs. he stops for a moment to admire your body, feeling your curves with his fingertips, causing you to have chills running down your spine.

he hooks his fingers to the sides of your panties, his eyes glued to the wet spot in the middle.

"may i?" he looks up at you for approval. you nod your head so he gently slides them down your legs, tossing them aside. then, he spreads your legs a bit more to fully marvel at your wet folds, touching them lightly with two fingers.

"can i eat you out? please?" you never had a guy staring at you with those lustfull eyes begging you to eat you out. "yes, yes please."

chase then quickly presses his lips onto your soaked cunt, brushing his tongue against your wet lips. he whirls it around until he finds your clit, your heart racing as soon as he hits the spot.

"is this ok?" does this feel good?" he stops to look at you when he hears a faint whimper coming out of you.

"it feels really good please keep going." your fingers find their way through his soft brown hair, messing it up and tugging lightly at his scalp. chase keeps pressing onto your sensitive clit, kissing it, licking it, sucking it.

"oh my god chase" your moans awake something in him, making him go faster and harder. he can't help but groan into your cunt, you just taste too good. he gets so much pleasure from just tasting you, he would have never imagined your cunt being so addictive.

you moan and whine, feeling your orgasm grow in your lower belly, but you don't want to cum just yet. while his tongue is focused on your clit, chase's fingers feel the wetness of your folds, then he carefully slides two fingers in. slowly he starts pumping his fingers in and out, curling them inside you. your cunt feels so tight around his fingers, the only thing he thinks about is how good it would feel to have it wrapped around his dick.

each curl of his fingers sends chills down your entire body, like electricity running through your veins. clear, slick fluids covering them more and more with each thrust as his tongue brushes against your bud. the silence of the room is filled with your desperate moans, at this point you're not even trying to hide how good it feels having him between your legs.

the sweet sounds escaping your mouth fill him pleasure. his pants have become so tight around him he's just craving some release. he can feel precum leaking from his tip, soaking his underwear, as he grinds against the bed while his face's buried in your cunt, lapping up all your juices like he has been dying of thrist.

you can't take it anymore, you just want to have him. you need him. you need to feel him inside of you. you want to fuck him until he begs because he can't take it anymore.

"chase please i need you..please chase fuck me" you moan louder and louder, your cunt pulsating as you get closer and closer. suddenly he stops, taking out his fingers, licking them clean. the absence of his touch is making you ache, your body needs more of him. it needs to feel more of him. he takes off his shirt, showing off his toned body, his pants hang lower from all the grinding so the v line of his hips is showing. your eyes scan his body, going lower and lower, admiring all of his features. the faint line of light brown hairs guides your eyes from his belly down to the waistband of his underwear showing from his jeans.

chase notices you're staring; he chuckles "what?"

"nothing.. it's not every day i get to see a guy with a body like that between my legs, so i wanna enjoy the view." you lightly bite your lower lip, your words make chase laugh a little more as his cheeks become a fair red color.

chase leans back down to kiss you ardently, hands traveling up your shirt, cupping your breasts. he takes the shirt off of you, having you now fully naked on his bed. he couldn't ask for a more beautiful view. his eyes land on your round tits, they're even better than he imagined, so soft and full.

"you're so fucking beautiful." he dives into your neck, leaving a trace of harsh kisses, licking and nibbling the soft skin. your hands find their way to his bulge, applying enough pressure to make him groan.

"ugh fuck – i want to fuck you so badly" he moans into your neck as he holds you closer.

you unbutton his jeans and pull down the zipper "then take your pants off."

-

now chase's lying on the bed, completely stripped, his long, thick dick in your hand throbbing and soaked with precum. you tease him by rubbing it against your folds, wetting his tip.

"please y/n, please"

"you want me to ride you? you want me to make you feel good chase?"

"yes please y/n, i want you to make me feel good please ugh –" his words turn into moans as you slide your cunt against his length and slowly grind the tip against your clit, getting him all nice and wet.

you decide it was enough with the teasing so you take his dick and slowly insert it inside you, taking it all inch by inch.

"oohh fuck —" he hisses, you take your time starting to pump his dick inside you, fully adjusting to his length. you start to find your rhythm, slowly going up and down, moving your hips, savoring every movement, every sensation having him inside you makes you feel. chase's hands travel up and down your thighs and caress your warm skin. he moves them upwards and grabs firmly at the soft skin of your ass, making your hips move at a quicker pace. although he loves how you're making him feel so good, making him feel a type of plesure he never experienced before and could have never experienced it without you, he needs more.

"ugh — your pussy feels so fucking good" he lets out, his eyes close for a moment and he lets his head go even more further into the pillows. this still isn't enough though. his body yearns for more. he plants his feet firmly on the bed so he can prop his hips up and push you even harder down his dick, now he's fully guiding you up and down while gripping your ass so hard you're sure it's gonna leave a red mark afterwards. he hits your sweet spot so hard you can't help but moan and whimper, completely melting as he thrusts deeper into you. those harmonious sounds that leave your pretty lips make him spiral; his ears have never been blessed with such lovely sound before this very moment, he wants to give you even more pleasure just so he can keep hearing the sweet noises you make for him. he frees one of his hands from your hips and wonders down to where the two of you are connected. he place his thumb onto your sentive clit, rubbing small circles.

the moans become even louder and he can't help but listen, completely in awe. the fact he can give you this much pleasure feeds his ego in a way he could have never expected. you sink into him and suddenly he wraps an arm around your body, keeping a tight grip onto your side. a thick white ring forming at the base of his dick, now the whimpers and the moans mixed with wet sounds.

"—shit i'm gonna fucking cum - fuck chase oh fuck – oh my god "

"yeah baby just like that — cum on my cock just like that ~"

a wave of electricity passes through your body as you reach your climax, as chase still pushes your hips up and down to fuck you through your high you let your body relax onto him. his grip turns into an embrace, protecting your body from the cold air of the room. chase moves his hand to your cheek to move away some strands of hair that covered your pretty fucked out face, placing a gentle kiss onto your lips while the two of you are still connected at your core.

"let's..slow down for a minute..ok?" words escape your lips between breaths while a soft smile curved your lips.

"we can take all the time you want baby" chase caresses your pink, warm, cheeks and kisses you gently, moving his lips delicately. it's different from before; this time it's not passion what you can perceive into the kiss, but rather love. it's a kiss to make you feel taken care of, to show to you you're not just a piece of meat to him. no guy who only wanted you for your body would kiss you the way chase does and he wants to be sure you feel that with each and every movement of his lips.

he gracefully turns you around so that you're laying on the bed below him, still caressing your skin and leaving soft pecks onto your lips, cheeks, neck and collarbone.

"you wanna keep going?" you look up at him with big shiny eyes. he nods and places himself at your entrance, your cunt's still wet and puffy. he pushes back in and starts to thrust with his hips gradually finding a steadier rhythm. as he slides back and forth he kisses you tenderly but the more his pleasure grows the messier the kisses become. an arm swiftly moves beneath you, his palm open against your back, drawing you closer to his body and elevating your hip to thrust even deeper. he touches your sweet spots again and low, soft moans come out of you.

the rush your moans give him feel is unbelievable. they turn him on so much. he picks up the pace, panting and groaning as he feels your tight walls wrap around him, clenching each time he hits your favorite spot.

"please chase don't stop – ugh how can you be this fucking good —" your words feed his ego so much his lips curl into a smirk.

"if you don't want me to stop, let me hear those sweet sounds you make f'me –"

chase lifts his body up and spreads your legs to bring your cores closer and thrust harder. "spread your legs f'me baby ~ like that, wider." chase's hand travels from behind your back down to your clit and begins to rub it in circle motions once again, giving you that heavenly sensation.

"fuck! – chase –"

all of a sudden, you hear a muffled sound of keys rattling in the distance, followed by the sound of the front door being shut closed. a dulled voice starts echoing through the hallway.

"shit your brother's home" you're quite surprised by his early return home, it can't be later than eleven.

adam enters the apartment, throwing his keys on the little table next to the front door.

" – what did you want me to do man? i wouldn't have left if your friend wasn't a piece of shit! –" he spits his words angrily at the person he was talking to on the phone "– what does that have to do with anything? dude if you don't want someone flirting with your girl don't fucking bring her to the party! whatever man i gotta go, i'll see you tomorrow." a deep annoyed groan leaves his mouth as he falls back on the charcoal colored couch, letting his head fall against the cushion and rubbing his tired eyes with his fingertips. his eyelids fall heavy, his head hurts a little bit from the couple of drinks he had at his friend's place so to calm the throbbing adam stays there lying against the cushion.

despite your concern, chase doesn't stop thrusting into you for a single second, with the same force, trying to savour the pleasure. his finger's still rubbing small circles around your clit, waves of pleasure come crashing into you with every move, your cunt getting more and more wet and making his dick slide in and out of your needy hole with more and more ease. it was aphrodisiacal for him, seeing you like this, almost as if you were a drug: legs spread, tits bouncing back and forth with every thrust..although his favorite thing is seeing your cunt all stretched out by his cock, wrapping it all and making it so so wet, milky fluid spilling out of the sides every time his thick cock makes his way into you. on top of all of this, he's the one getting you this wet, making you feel so good you moan his name. except that now instead of the sweet sounds he likes so much, all he hears are soft whines muffled by a pillow you keep close to your mouth with your hand.

"why so quiet now huh?"

"your brother's gonna hear us."

"you think i care? it's not like he worries about noise when he brings girls over while I'm home" he leans closer to your ear "also there's nothing that turn me on more that hearing your sweet voice moaning my name" his lips leave hot kisses on your neck as he whispers "so please love let me hear how good i make you feel" he grabs both of your wrists with his left hand, pinning them above your head so that you can't cover your face and he picks up the pace of his thrusts.

"ugh — chase -"

"yeah like that keep going – louder" the thrusts get harder and quicker.

"ugh chase – oh fuck ugh–" you raise your voice even more, the pleasure is becoming so much you feel another orgasm approaching.

"fuck y/n – you're gonna make me fucking come–" he frees your wrists and instead wraps one arm around you, crushing you with his body and placing the other hand on your puffy clit again.

"oh please don't stop don't stop don't stop ~"

"ugh 'm gonna fill you up – you're so fucking tight you feel so good baby ~"

the loud sounds the both of you make are muffled by the locked bedroom door, but it's not enough to make them unable to hear.

adam's eyes open again, he fell asleep briefly and somehow wakes up with an even bigger headache, so big his ears must have started hearing weird things... like the sounds coming from his brother's bedroom? no it can't be, he thinks, chase never has girls over, is he watching porn? adam waits a few moments sitting still on the couch, then his gaze falls on the two full but cold cups of tea sitting on the coffee table. confused, adam starts scanning the room with his eyes for other unusual signs: a leather jacket hanged on the coat rack, along with a scarf and a small bag, both of which are neither his or his brother's.

more muffled sounds come from behind the closed door "chase please –"

a disgusted expression falls onto adam's face when he realizes what's happening "oh my god! are you kidding me!? ugh so gross!" he brings his hands to his ears and walks away to his room, the more he tries to not hear the more disgusted he gets. adam shuts the door of his room loudly, making his presence clear as if you didn't already know he was home.

chase’s face is buried into your neck, kissing it and breathing in your scent as he gets closer to climax. at this point, his thrusts have become so quick and messy he's barely pulling out before he pushes hard back into you. he's inebriated. your legs, wrapped around his waist keeping him close, tremble each time he pushes into you and graze your sweet spot with the tip of his dick. moans come out of your mouth one after the other against his ear. your hands are placed against his back and you're unconsciously digging your nails into his skin, slowly dragging them down and leaving red marks that are emphasized even more by his fair complexion. he's definitely going to brag about them later. your mouth's wide open when you feel your walls clench against him, breath hitching with his every thrust, and suddenly the pleasure overwhelms you, hitting you hard as you cum for a second time. moans becoming cries of plesure filling the room when your orgasm drowns you and draw chase even closer to the edge. he can't no longer contain himself and with loud groans he spills thick long ropes of cum into you. he's moaning, swearing, spilling out incoherent half sentences while still thrusting into you fucking the both of you through your high.

when it wears off, chase gradually slows down until he finally stops and catch his breath. your heart's beating so fast you can feel almost jumping out of your chest, you feel your tired legs ache the moment you let go of chase's waist and relax them onto the bed. still all inside you, chase rests his body onto you, buring his face into the crook of your neck once again.

"holy shit –" his voice is soft and quiet since he's still catching his breath. his words make you chuckle and he can't help but smile against your skin. he could listen to your laugh forever.

chase lifts his body up and pulls out of you, letting the white fluid spill out of your puffy hole. "i'm gonna go get something to clean you up with ok? i'll be right back." he smiles softly with his rosy lips, then leans down to place a gentle kiss yours while caressing your warm cheek with his thumb.

"okay." you smile back at him.

-

a beam of light shines through the drawn curtain and touches the bare skin of your face and shoulders, the warmth is comforting. you can feel arms wrapped around you, keeping you close, a gentle kiss is placed on your forehead as you wake up and your eyes adjust slowly to the light. you and chase lie skin to skin, both of you only wearing your underwear. being this close to him, you can feel his sweet-smelling scent with each breath you take.

"good morning" chase's voice is lower and a little raspy "did you sleep well?" he delicately moves little strands of hair out of your face with his fingers, then places them onto your satiny cheek.

"yeah. i really like your voice in the morning." he laughs softly at your compliment, his smile is so contagious you can't help but giggle with him.

"thank you" he says with his low voice, "are you hungry? i can make you something to eat if you want."

"sure"

"alright, i'll go to the kitchen real quick, I'll be right back." he places three pecks on your face: on your cheek, then the corner of your lips and then finally your lips. then, chase gets out of the bed and throws on a grey short-sleeved tshirt that was lying around, just to wear something more than only his briefs. he heads for the kitchen, closing the bedroom door behind him.

he finds adam already up and dressed, standing at the front door about to leave.

"what are you doing up so early?" adam asks him with a slight surprise in his tone, despite being him who usually wakes up late.

"i could ask you the same question. where are you going?"

"i was gonna go have breakfast at the café down the street, didn't wanna disturb you and your...friend. 'm not really used to being the odd man out."

"yeah, I guess that doesn't happen a lot." chase finds the role reversal pretty ironic and kinda hard to believe, he didn't think there was ever going to be a situation like this.

"what about you? what are you doing?"

"oh i was gonna make y/n something to eat. she's still in bed."

adam starts to chuckle at his brother words "chase, really? you're making her breakfast?" the innocent smile that was once plastered across chase's face fades away "you're so naive it's adorable."

"what? i wanted to do something nice for her."

"those kind of things are boyfriend things, you don't do that with a one night stand. you never give a girl boyfriend treatment when you're not the boyfriend. the way this works is: she comes over, you hook up then leave her out the front door when you're done."

"well..what if i don't wanna do that? what if i wanna give her the "boyfriend treatment" because i would actually like to be her boyfriend?"

adam laughs loudly like chase just asked him the dumbest question in the world, which to him sounds like it. "like you would ever date y/n. she's waaaay out of your league. it would be a miracle if you even got close to go out with her once, let alone date her. trust me, be happy you two fucked and give up."

as soon as adam is finished with his sentence he opens the front door and leaves, his laughs still lingering in the room as chase stands still in front of the dor. suddenly, the sound of another door opening catches his attention. you come outside of chase's room, wearing only the shirt he had on the previous night and your underwear. he turns around to see you getting closer to him, wrapping your arms around his torso.

"hey, what's with that face? everything's ok?" you look up at him worried, you didn't hear much of their conversation besides their muffled voices and adam's laugh. chase smiles softly trying to hide doubt his brother's words have raised in him.

"it's nothing, don't worry about it." you don't respond, you just furrow your eyebrows and look at him with those shiny eyes.

chase shakes his head slightly, pondering whether or not tell you. "it's dumb, really...it's just that – mhm – no, no, just – just forget it. forget i said anything."

"what is it chase?"

he takes a deep breath then exhales "i don't want...this to be a one time thing, nor a "friends with benefits" thing. i'm really, really, attracted to you and i'd love to take you out on a date, do things the way you're supposed to." at first, you don't say anything, your gaze is glued on him.

"i knew it was dumb, i'm so-"

"I'd love to go on a date with you."

his smile grows wide again "are you serious?" you simply nod, which is enough to make his smile even bigger. he cups your cheeks with both of his hands and cloeses the distance between you two, crashing your lips together with a big smile still plastered onto his face.

"i'm sorry you must be hungry, i'll go make some breakfast."

"oh don't worry there's no need to rush."

"then what do you wanna do?"

you look up at him, lips curled in a sly smile.

"i'm up for morning sex if you are."

the same sly smile appears on his face instantly.

"let's go to the bedroom."

-

a/n: thank you for reading and most importantly thank you so much for the patience!!! i really hope y'all enjoyed this fic <3

tag: @maggiecc @kenshomin @thechalkprincessemma @vildetry06 @sexiestmfdeadoralive

[imjustavenuxwithaboomerang]

happy national teachers' day to the only fictional teachers i seem to care about

[leo-dooley-lab-rats]

Something I’ve always liked about Lab Rats, even back when it first aired, is how untraditional the family structure is. Not only is the family a mixed race, but is also blended family.

Once you add the idea of Donald being the biological uncle of Adam, Bree, and Chase it doesn’t take away from Donald being the father figure to the trio and they don’t start calling Douglas ‘Dad’. Donald raised them. Douglas even moves in and he’s more like uncle to Leo and the trio despite being the biological father. Going even further, Donald is father figure to Leo yet Leo never calls him dad. In fact, the trio doesn’t call him dad either. Still it’s very clear that Donald is the father figure.

What is even more interesting is how quickly Leo and the trio accept each other as siblings. It’s never step-siblings or adopted siblings, it’s always brothers and sister. This happens in like episode 2. The fact that Leo and trio are siblings are never questioned by anyone. It’s just accepted, even the villains.

Tasha from what we see from the show is quick to accept Adam, Bree, and Chase as members of the family. She even seems to pretty okay with Douglas. Granted, she never really interacts with Douglas, but we are never given any reason to think she has any issue with Douglas.

I think Daniel even adds another layer to this messy family. He’s sibling no one knew about, but calls Douglas ‘dad’. It always felt to me as someone trying really hard to fit in when calls Douglas ‘dad’. It’s implied that Daniel has an adopted family that he is very close with. Still, everyone just accepts Daniel as family right away. Daniel is interesting, unexplored, and underdeveloped part of the show.

The only person who has an Dooley-Davenport Family as unit is Rose Dooley aka Leo’s grandma/Tasha’s mom. She doesn’t like Donald all that much and seemed a little freaked out by Adam, Bree, and Chase. She never interacted with Douglas as far as I remember(correct me if I’m wrong). The narrative of the show frames this as wrong point of view. Rose is always has to learn the lesson that Donald and the trio are family and good for Tasha and Leo.

The Dooley-Davenport family is messy and confusing from an outsider’s point of view. There are tons of people in real life with confusing family structures like this. Some people are raised by grandparents or uncles or family friends. Sometimes, people can be close to cousins like they are siblings. Families are messy, but that’s okay as long as there is love. That’s really why I’ve always loved the Dooley-Davenport family it’s messy and non-traditional like so many people’s in real life.

[blahblahblees]

hiii! i followed you on your old account and i am a huge fan of your chase davenport writings! could i request something in which reader gets partnered with chase for a project (maybe he's admired them from afar?) and they have to come over to his house to work with him and they end up meeting the whole family? i think that'd be super cute!!

you're such a talented writer and i'm so excited for your new account! good luck!

ヽ｀、☁ヽ｀─── these words ミ chase davenport

✎ ·˚ ༘ ─── math was never really her strong suit and when her teacher tells her she needs to get a tutor in order to pass, she enlist on the help of chase davenport… and his family.

wc: 1,227

chase davenport x fem!reader (use of she/her pronouns & use of y/n)

tw: none!

MATH WAS never really anyone’s strong suit at Mission Creek and if you found yourself passing without needing a tutor, you might as well consider yourself lucky.

And she couldn’t believe that she was standing in front of her teacher with the fattest frown on her face as she told her that she needed to find a tutor or else she would gradually find herself failing that class.

She didn’t want a tutor and she didn’t know anyone that could tutor her, but her teacher, Ms. Burke, told her that she could try and get in touch with Chase Davenport. According to her, he was her top student and would mostly like tutor her with no problem.

And she had no problem with Chase at all, in fact, the boy was adorable in his own way. He wasn’t very tall, in fact, he might only be a couple of inches taller than his brother, Leo. He was also a nerd, a cute nerd. He wasn’t like his other siblings Adam or Bree either. He was his own person and that’s what she liked about him.

They weren’t really friends, but they shared two classes together and worked on an english project together.

So, she wasn’t hesitant in approaching Chase, it was the fact that he was scared to approach her.

Chase thought she was beautiful and you’d be blind to think otherwise. To him, her hair was perfect, the way the light shined down on her skin made her look just as beautiful as she did at night. Just everything about her was beautiful and he was nervous around her.

And when Ms. Burke told him that she needed a tutor and he was the perfect candidate, he was hesitant to jump at the opportunity, but with a big breath and a heavy slap on the back from Adam, Chase found himself almost flying towards her locker.

She looked back to see Chase on the other side of her locker and she gave him a small smile which caused him jerk himself up and prop himself up against a nearby locker.

“Hey, Chase.” She smiled. “Did Ms. Burke ever get in touch with you about tutoring me?”

Chase nodded almost too quickly. “Yes, and I’d be happy to tutor you.”

“Great. That really means a lot.” She said, shutting her locker which caused the boy to flinch. “I’m free tonight if that works for you.”

“Yes!” He exclaimed.

She smiled, letting a small chuckle out as Chase cleared his throat and nodded.

“I mean, yes.” He said. “Yes, I am free tonight. To tutor.”

“Great. I’ll be over at 7.”

With that, you left Chase’s side as he held a small smile on his face, but that smile didn’t stay long when he realized that his family would be home and they would make this tutoring session the absolute worst for him.

CHASE HAD practically begged everyone in the Dooley-Davenport household to not embarrass him in front of her. To stay out of the living room until she left their house a couple of hours later. And he hoped he could actually rely on them to keep their and of the deal.

And soon enough, there was a small knock on the door and Chase stood to open it.

“Y/N!” He smiled. “Come in.”

She smiled, nodding as she stepped inside the Dooley-Davenport house. The house was smelled clean and of floral, something she sure had been the doing of their mother.

“Take a seat.” Chase smiled.

She joined Chase on the couch and pulled her textbook out of her bag.

“Thanks again for helping me out Chase.” She smiled. “I owe you big time.”

“Don’t worry about it.” He smiled, pulling out his own book. “As long as you’re passing, that’s all that matters.”

Soon enough, they began their tutoring session, but that didn’t last very long when Eddy lit up against the wall and smiled a very cocky, almost condescending smile.

“Yes, Eddy?” Chase begrudgingly asked.

“Maybe greet me with kindness as I warn you that Adam is about to enter the kitchen.”

Chase groaned and just like that, Adam enter the kitchen very nonchalantly and opened the refrigerator door and grabbing a handful of junk and laid it out on the counter, making a ton of noise as Chase and Y/N looked onward.

“Can we help you?” Chase asked, getting Adam’s attention.

Adam looked up, smiling towards them. “No, you’re fine. I’ve got this.”

Chase looked over at the girl with a small, fakeish smile as he held his finger up. “Give me one minute.” He muttered and made his way over towards Adam to scold him and ask why he’d come up to the kitchen.

“Here comes another.” Eddy laughed.

Just like that, Leo entered the living room.

“Has anyone see my phone?” He asked. “I’ve been looking for it for twenty minutes too long?”

And another.

“Thank God.” She smiled, joining Y/N on the couch. “I know Chase doesn’t really want us up here-“

“Wait? Why?” She asked.

“Oh…” Bree smiled. “because tutoring is… special… between two people, but I really need some advice about this guy I’m into and you’re the only girl here and-“

“Guys!” Chase shouted, causing all heads to turn his way. “Can we talk for a moment? In the hallway.”

The three followed the youngest Davenport into the hallway and down to the lab, shouting and asking why they had all come upstairs when he’d specifically asked them not to.

Everyone had pretty blunt answers, but Adam claimed that he didn’t think it was today even though Chase had made the agreement hours before she arrived and explained throughly that she would be here… today.

Chase sighed heavily, leaving his siblings alone in the lab and back upstairs, seeing that Eddy had grown into conversation with Y/N and showing her embarrassing pictures of him.

Chase quickly scolded that him and joined Y/N on the couch. He sighed heavily and faced her.

“I’m so sorry.” He said. “I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”

She smiled, chuckling as she did so. “It’s okay, Chase. I don’t mind.”

“Trust me,” he sighed. “you will.”

Eventually, they were able to finally get the tutoring session done and over with without the distractions of his siblings who’d he locked down in the lab.

“Thanks for the help, Chase. I appreciate it.”

“No problem.” He smiled, standing up and following her to the door, opening it for her. “I’m here to help. And I’m really sorry about my family-”

“I told you not to worry about them.” She chuckled. “I like them.”

“You do?”

She nodded, holding her textbook close and bag slowly falling off her shoulder. “I do.” She smiled. “I’m sure we need more tutoring in order for me to pass… but maybe we can just… hang out one day.”

“Really?”

“Really.” She smiled. “You have my number. Just let me know when you’re free-“

“Tomorrow?”

She chuckled once more, nodding as she did so. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Chase.”

With that, she waved him goodbye and Chase shut the door behind him. Once that door was shut, the boy practically jumped to his feet in excitement.

And he was very, very thankful that his family hadn’t totally ruined the night for him.

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🎉 Chase/Spike's Birthday edition PT. 2 🎉

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[fandoms-run-my-life]

Thinking about Lab Rats as I often do. What would sleeping standing upright in their capsules do to their bodies after... what 20 years?? That can't be good for their knees. Did they have to sleep standing as babies, or did they transition when they got old enough? How did Donald train 2?3?4? year olds to sleep standing up? Did he strap them in until they could do it on their own??

[bucket-barnes]

So I’ve been rewatching Lab Rats and thought of this idea I had a couple years ago (Bionic Island spoilers)

What if they committed to killing Chase in Bionic Action Hero? No fake out, no android switch. Chase is dead, and Giselle killed him

Imagine the aftermath of that

Adam’s guilt over never telling his little brother he loved him, all the years he spent picking on him and teasing him. The rage he’d feel toward Giselle for taking Chase away, wanting to make her pay, make her hurt

Bree trying to keep up a happy face for the sake of her brothers but hurting so much on the inside because for once…she wasn’t fast enough. Maybe she adapts some of Chase’s wardrobe into her own- one of his flannels, an old shirt or accessory…just wanting to feel close to her brother again

Leo possibly being in denial or trying to help Adam in his bloodlust. Tinkering with inventions or going even harder on the training. Maybe that’s when he gets bumped up to mentor, taking over Chase’s group and hating it because he felt like a replacement, like Chase was being erased

Donald throwing himself into his work. Never leaving the lab back in Mission Creek, making Tasha worry, only talking to Eddy or whatever. Chase was his son, his partner, the only person he could really connect to as an intellectual…now the lab felt empty, going back to the island was an impossible task. Staring at Chase’s empty capsule, knowing it would never be occupied again

Even Douglas. For all their fighting, Chase was still his son too. His own son was killed by the woman he had held so much love for so long. The guilt of letting his unrequited love cloud his judgment, resulting in Chase getting killed and wishing so, so badly that he could turn back time and change things. But he can’t…his son is dead…and he never even got to act like his father

TLDR: If Disney writers weren’t pussies, we could’ve had a BANGER final season of Lab Rats that fit the mature narratives they clearly put more care into

[sm4rtie-b1ts]

sometimes i think about the fact that everytime chase was excited about one of his interests he got shut down or made fun of

[bionic-rat]

Silly gacha fanart! (The oc is not mine)

This was actually stolen and reposted on Pinterest without my permission a few days ago, it was a screenshot I shared on a discord server a few years back and I didn't think of watermaking the WIP before posting it :(. Tried to report it but Pinterest did what it does best and looked the other way. I'll have to settle for publicly shaming that account.

Anyways, figured I'd at least post the actual final piece with the render and all. Even after two years, I'm really dang proud of this one!

[nickfurysrighteye]

can't take it anymore - chase davenport fem!reader

summary: chase has been gone on a mission for several days, one night you're laying in bed trying to sleep and you hear him coming back to your apartment..

cw: NFSW!! both the reader and chase are adults!!! a little bit of angst, a lot of smut, dirty talk, oral s*x (f!receiving), mast*rbation, rough s*x, that's it i think.

a/n: this is my comeback from the dead! I'm sorry I wasn't able to write for a long time but I truly hope this makes up for my absence.

words: 4.4k

10 days. 10 days since he took off for the mission. It's the longest he has been gone on a mission since you got together. It's probably even the longest he has been on a mission ever. It's not easy. It's not easy being with someone you love so much it makes your heart ache and waiting for them to come back from their potentially deadly missions every month. Sure, these kinds of things don't happen every day, especially since there's more than one bionic team taking care of it, but still, still, you wish every time he leaves that he had a normal job like everyone else's boyfriend.

It's currently 02:25 in the morning. You're laying in your empty bed with your eyes wide open, staring at the darkness that surrounds you, waiting to fall asleep. You try to think positive. After all, he has been going on missions since he was 14, and nothing bad has ever happened. So many years went by, and he has always returned home safe and sound. On the other hand, if this hadn't been a really serious and difficult mission, Davenport wouldn't have sent his best heroes.

You toss and turn in your bed, and your mind tries to focus on the distant sounds coming from outside your slightly open window to try to give you peace. Crickets chirping, cars occasionally driving by, with their rumble becoming slowly louder and louder as the car approaches your building, and then slowly fading away in the distance until silence fills up your ears again.

The noise inside your mind finally dies down, and your eyelids start to get heavy until all of a sudden, you hear some noises coming from outside your apartment door. You fully open your eyes. Is someone trying to break in?? Then the fear goes away as soon as you hear keys rattling and one of them being inserted inside the door lock.

You get up as quickly as you can and make your way to the entryway. The door shuts, and a dark figure stands in front of you.

"Chase?"

You turn on the light.

"Hi baby." Your sweet, hazel eyed boyfriend stands before you with a soft smile across his face. His eyes are extremely tired, and you can see his body barely keeping his weight up. He's exhausted. There's a cut right above his left eyebrow that has to be at least 4 inches. Luckily, it doesn't look deep, though, and it probably won't leave a scar.

"Oh, thank God, Chase, you're okay!" Your arms go straight around his neck, and your body crashes against him, pushing him back a little. " I was so scared, you have been gone for ages! I thought I'd never see you again." Your head finds its place in the crook of his neck, and the cracks in your voice are muffled by his thick mission suit, its fabric soaking up the tears falling down your face. His arms gently wrap your around your waist, and the both of you stay there, enjoying each other's warm embrace.

"I'm so happy to see you, Y/n, you have no idea." Chase is tearing up as well, and he holds you even tighter, afraid that if he let go even a tiny bit, you will disappear in an instant.

"How did the mission go?" You lift up your head and delicately cup his cheeks with your hands.

"I don't wanna talk about it right now, I just wanna be in bed with you. We can talk all you want tomorrow morning, but please, right now, I just wanna hold you." He leans his forehead against yours as the words fall out of his mouth as a strained whisper, still not letting go of you.

"It's okay baby, let's go to the bedroom, c'mon."

-

Soft gusts of wind enter the room from the window, moving the light curtains decorating it, and the faint breeze gently caresses Chase's shoulders as you help him take off his mission suit. Despite the absence of light in the room, the fiable rays of the moon outside are enough to make the several huge bruises on his torso visible. Your hand grazes his chest, pressing lightly with your fingertips on one of the bruises, causing Chase to hiss in pain.

"I'm so sorry, I won't do that again." You quickly blurb out as a reaction.

"It's okay, babe, don't worry, I'm fine." Chase takes your hand to reassure you, giving you that same soft smile he always does to hide his real pain from you. "No, Chase, you're not fine." Your eyes get warmer from the tears, and suddenly, all the bottled up tension you had started flowing out. "You're hurt. You're covered in bruises, and you can't even stand up properly. That is not okay. You were gone for 10 days. 10 fucking days. I didn't know where you were, I didn't know if you were safe, I-" You take a breath but the tears don't seem to stop "I didn't get a single update, not even from Davenport for God's sake! You could have been dead and no one would have told me! not until they shipped your remains off and gave them to me on my fucking front door!"

"Y/n!"

Your rambling stops

"I know you were scared. I was scared too. I was terrified! I've never been away this long before. I would have called you if i could have but I couldn't." He places a hand on your cheek, wiping away the tears burning on your skin. "Belive me, I didn't stop thinking about you for one second, my first priority was getting back to you as soon as possible and I couldn't take any chances. I'm here now, I'm alive and I'm with you. I promise you I'll always come back to you, no matter what."

"You can't promise me that, Chase, there's no way to know what's gonna happen in the future."

"I know. I know I can't, but it will always be my first desire and priority to be with you."

He leans closer to you.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

He places a soft, warm kiss on your lips. It seems like it has been forever since you've kissed him. It's so nice, feeling his warmth against you, letting it take away all your tension and just melting in his embrace. Your lips move in sync, and you get warmer and warmer with each stroke. Your hands travel all over his waist, brushing his skin lightly as you don't want to hurt him. Chase's embrace becomes tighter as his desire for your touch grows deeper. He brushes your lip with the tip of his tongue and gently makes his way in. The only thing he has thought about in these last few days is tasting you again, and right now, you taste so sweet to him. "I've missed you so much." He blurbs out between one kiss and another. Each time his lips meet yours, he gets hungrier and hungrier for more. Hands running up and down your body, touching, feeling, squeezing, grabbing onto you tight. His tongue swirls with yours, savoring it as if it's the last thing he's gonna taste in his life.

You are pressed against his body, and you start to feel a certain tightness around his groin. His hands travel south, and he hooks the index and middle finger of both his hands in your underwear and start to pull on it.

"Chase, baby, slow down. You just came back home, and you need to rest."

"I can't."

"You're injured."

"I'm fine."

"You need to rest!"

"No, that is not what I need right now."

"Oh really? And what is that you need? Mhm?"

"I need you." Chase looks at you with lustfull eyes and holds your face delicately with his hands. "I need you right here, right now. There's nothing I want more than to feel you. I want you, I can't take it anymore. Please, please, let me have you."

You look up at him with a slight smirk on your face. "Someone's needy." His lips curl up in a smile, seeing you enjoying his plead much more than he thought. "Begging is a good look on you, you know that?"

"Shut up."

"Well, if you need me this badly, who am I to say no?"

This was all he needed to hear to start kissing you again with much more lust than before. He doesn't waste a second and gets back where he left off, swirling your tongue all around yours, sucking on it a little bit, as his hands find their way back to your underwear. He pulls it right off and lets it fall down your legs, leaving you in just the shirt you threw on to go to bed. He gently pushes you back to let you fall on the bed behind you and spreads your legs to look at your already wet cunt waiting for him.

"Fuck, I wanna eat you out so badly."

Chase positions himself between your legs and helps them stay open with one hand, while he undoes the belt of his mission suit with the other. He slides his belt off and unzips his pants, letting them fall down. His dick is so hard already that you can see the huge print in his underwear, you look up at him from the bed with a sly smile on your face, marveling at his toned body. Too bad he took off the mission suit completely, though. There's a certain appeal to having him pound you with his suit still on. However, you notice he's still holding his belt.

"What about the belt?" The same smile still crossing your face.

"Oh, we'll use this later. Don't worry about it," Chase smirks, tossing the belt aside on the bed. "I just want to have a little taste first."

He kneels down in between your legs, and even though he would like to latch onto your clit immediately, he wants to have some fun and tease you a little. He starts slow, peppering some delicate kisses on the velvety skin of your thighs. Each time his soft rosy lips come in contact with your tender skin, a chill goes up your entire body, getting your cunt wetter and wetter. He ever so slowly makes his way closer to your cunt, leaving a trail of warm kisses behind. Once he's done with one thigh, he changes sides and kisses the other, starting from the half of your thigh and making his way up again, taking his sweet time kissing your skin gently. Your cunt aches and yearns for his touch, after each kiss you think he's gonna finally get his tongue on your clit and eat you out, but every time he gets slower and slower, keeping you waiting.

"You're gonna stop with the teasing or...?"

"You want me to stop kissing you? Oh, okay." You don't see him, but you swear you can feel him smirking even more. With the tip of his tongue he flicks your clit, making you whimper a little. "Better?"

"Yeah, better."

He keeps flicking it with the tip, being very quick with it and applying just enough pressure on it to keep you wanting more. He brushes it lightly, with each stroke a soft whimper leaves your lips, and the aching just gets stronger.

"Ugh, stop with the teasi-" Your whine is cut off by Chase latching onto you, sucking on your clit, making you moan louder than what you expected. He swirls his tongue between your wet folds, tasting and savoring all your sweetness. He laps at your clit, making lewd noises escape your pretty mouth. He adores making you feel this way, making you feel good like no other, just with his tongue. Chase's hands slide up your body, finding your hands and intertwining his fingers with yours, as his tongue slips inside your wet hole. He goes in and out, in and out, fucking you slowly. Loud moans keep gushing out of you as you feel his tongue deep inside of your cunt.

"Feels good, huh? You like getting tongue fucked, don't you?"

"Ugh, yeah – It feels so good –"

At this point he's basically making out with your cunt, drinking up all your juices and sucking on your clit to make you whimper with pleasure. It's pure bliss. Without thinking about it, your legs move up and wrap themselves around his head, pushing him closer. He pushes his tongue deep inside you, swirling it around your gushy walls. Having you wrapped around him like this gives him a whole new feeling, seeing you this desperate for more of his touch turns him on so much his dick starts to ache. Keeping one hand intertwined with yours, he slips the other down and pulls down his briefs, wrapping the base of his dick with his fingers and slowly start pumping it as he keeps on fucking you with his tongue. He laps up your juices like it's water and drags his tongue all the way up to your sensitive clit. Your moans get so loud you wouldn't be surprised if your neighbors heard you, but you can't help it. The pleasure it's too much to handle. You call out his name between the moans, leaving your lips. It's the only thing your brain can spit out as he's eating you out with a hunger you've never seen before. He's been starving for your sweet taste. You start to get closer and closer to the edge, and he knows it. He can tell by the borderline pornographic sounds that have been coming out of you more and more as he tastes you.

"Go on, baby, why don't you cum in my mouth?"

He keeps on pumping his dick, a little bit of pre-cum start spilling out of his tip as his arousal grows bigger feeling you get closer and your cunt getting wetter and wetter. You can't handle it anymore and let yourself go, a chill of electricity running up your spine as you come undone and tears start to form again in your eyes from the intense plesure you're feeling.

"Good girl."

Chase keeps on sucking your clit, getting you through the high and as you come down slowly, he drinks all your juices up and leaves soft kisses on your puffy cunt. You unwrap your legs off his head and relax your body. He gets up without a hurry, his hand still wrapped around his cock, giving it a few strokes. You push yourself back up with the upper part of your body to look at him and see where his hand's touching.

"Were you touching yourself..while you were eating me out?"

Chase looks down at his own hand and then back up at you with a sly grin on his face. "Yeah..why? Does this turn you on?" He says with a playful tone while his hand keeps on stoking his hard boner. Chase leans closer to you, now sitting on the edge of the bed, having his lower body directly in front of you.

"A little bit, yeah." Your lust filled eyes look up at him, going back and forth between his eyes, his hand sliding up and down, and his tip, covered with a light shiny coat of precum that's leaking out of his slit.

"Oh, yeah?" His tone deepens. "You like when I touch myself?" His grip tightens and he starts pumping his cock a little faster.

"Mhm-mhm, I like it a lot. Is this what you do when you're away? When you can't fuck me as much as you want?" Now you're the one smirking, watching him struggle to keep a straight face and not moan as he jerks off right in front of you. "Do you touch yourself thinking about licking my pussy? Is this what you do?"

"Fuck – yes, I touch myself thinking of fucking you and cumming right inside your– ugh, fuck –" his fist gets even faster and it's so hard not moaning when the pressure of his hand and you talking dirty to him give him so much pleasure.

"Are you gonna make yourself cum in front of me?"

"Fuck - Oh, shit - I wanna cum so badly —" He looks at you with sweet, lascivious eyes, eyebrows furrowing as he tries so hard not to moan, but his efforts are not so successful because he's letting out soft whimpers while looking straight at your vibrant eyes that find this scene so particularly amusing. You wouldn't be honest if you said you didn't find this incredibly hot. Him being so desperate, he couldn't wait finishing eating you out before getting his hard cock out of his briefs. Having him shamelessly jerk off right here as you watch, giving himself so much pleasure, he can't control the lewd sounds coming from his mouth. It turns you on much more than you would have imagined, making your cunt clench and getting it so needy for his dick.

"C'mon, babe, make yourself cum. Come here and make yourself come in my mouth." You say as you slowly open your mouth and let your tongue roll out. He gets closer to you and leans the tip of his dick onto your tongue. As soon as his throbbing and sensitive tip touched your tongue he came so hard. He let out a deep groan as he's spurting a thick load of cum right inside your mouth, while he keeps fucking his fist and getting through his orgasm.

When he's done, you put your tongue back in your mouth and swallow all of it whilst your eyes are still locked with his.

"You're so fucking hot right now." Chase's panting, trying to catch his breath.

"So are you. You got me so wet."

Chase chuckles a little. "You're such a perv. It really does turn you on this much?"

You smirk even more than before. "Yeah, it does, and are you gonna do something about it or not?"

-

The heat of your bodies entangled together warms up the room. Chase's body's on top of you, almost crushing you, as he goes deeper and deeper into you with every rough thrust. You've got only your legs wrapped around his torso, moving along with his hips, as your hands are both tied together over your head with the belt of his mission suit he took off earlier. His hands travel all up and down your frame, feeling, groping, squeezing your tender flesh. The sensation of having his dick buried so deep into your wet and soft cunt is driving him completely insane. He would like to go slower and savour the feeling, since he's missed your touch so much, but it's just too fucking good. He fucks you so good and so hard he's knocking the air out of your lungs. Loud squelching noises fill up the silence, creating a symphony of sounds with the filthy noises coming out of the both of you. His face's buried in the crook of your neck, kissing and sucking on your skin, leaving a trail of little red and purpleish marks. He's got his arms wrapped around your torso, arching your back a little to make sure he hits your sensitive sweet spot every. single. time. he thrusts all of his length up your tight cunt.

It's taking all of his strength and willpower to not cum right at that moment, your little moans of plesure rile him up so much he just wants to fill you up to the brim. It would be a shame, though, to not make this moment last as long as possible. You just feel too good. These 10 days have been torture for him, not being able to feel the warmth of your skin, your lips against his, your body tightening around his as he fucks you, with his ear so close to you he can feel every single little breath and every quiet, soft moan that leave your mouth every time he reaches that one spot that makes your eyes roll back. He couldn't wait to have all of this again, and he was going to make sure he would enjoy every last minute of it.

"I missed you so fucking much you have no idea. Fuck– you feel good. "

He keeps on thrusting and thrusting, never letting the pace get slower. With every movement his dick dives deep into your cunt. His mouth starts wondering around, exploring with his lips each and every inch of your skin. Your skin becomes soft and tender with every single tiny red and purpleish mark Chase leaves behind. From your neck down to your chest, his lips find their way onto your nipples. He starts to suck on one of your tits, he's gentle at first, but your moans get louder and louder and louder as he gradually sucks harder and his bite becomes more rough. It has become too much. As your moans turn into a cry of pleasure, a familiar sensation starts to slowly grow inside of you.

"Ugh— fuck! Harder – God –harder"

Your words escape your mouth like a desperate scream, you're so close but you just want more.

"I want to hear my name on your lips when I make you come."

He whispers in your ear, his voice is tired and almost out of breath, but he just keeps going. He placed a kiss onto your neck, tasting the little droplets of sweat that glimmered your skin as the street lights glint through the open window.

"Please, please, please don't stop, oh fuck, Chase don't stop—"

Chase lifts his body up, grabs firmly onto both of your thighs, so tightly it might leave a handprint, and begins to thrust even deeper into you. He would've gone even deeper if you asked, but inside his mind he felt like if he went any harder his body might just snap in half. This is definitely going to take its toll on him the next morning, but holy shit was it worth it.

As soon as one of his hands goes from your thigh to your sensitive clit it all hits you, violently. Intense, resonant moans and harsh cries escape from your lips as his fingers draw circle motions onto your sweet, sensitive spot. You're no longer putting together coherent words, it has all become a messy, uncontrolled coalesce of sounds, some of which resemble his name.

"Oh.. just like that, you're so good to me."

Chase's lips turn into a complacent grin, marveling at his work. Your aching cunt's stretched by his dick, covering it in thick white coats as it slows down the pace.

You're absolutely drained, but he's not done quite yet. While still keeping that smug look on his face, Chase unties your hands. Your wrists are red from all the friction of his mission suit's leather belt.

"Turn around."

He's out of breath, and so are you, but you do as he says and lazily turn around, your back's now facing him.

He pulls you by your sides, raising your hips and position them closer to him. He takes the leather belt and both of your hands again, tying them up once more, this time behind your back.

"I'm not done yet."

With the tip of his dick he starts teasing your puffy lips, smearing around your own cum all over your aching hole. He ever so gently makes his way into you once again, languidly pumping his dick inside while holding onto the team's emblem on his belt, positioned right above your plump ass. His eyes roll all the way back into his head, while letting it fall back as he savour this feeling. He has gotten so overstimulated he could cum at any point. Soft moans fall from his lips with each gentle thrust into your soaking cunt.

But, of course, his lust gets the best of him, and starts pumping faster and faster. Still holding tightly onto the makeshift handcuffs, Chase begins fucking you harder and harder, almost matching his previous pace.

Loud claps begin filling the room, blending in with the lewd moans coming out the both of you. Despite his desire to keep going as long as possible, all of that stimulation is catching up to Chase and he begins to get closer to the end.

"Baby cum inside of me"

Your sweet sweet cries make it so hard for him to hold on, but he keeps going. All of a sudden his hands grab firmly onto your hips and he starts slamming himself inside of you, eyes closed shut trying desperately to fight back the urge.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, baby, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum–"

He suddenly pulls out, quickly pumping his dick with his hands, he immediately cums right on your ass, spilling some of it at your entrance. It's so messy. He keeps on pumping himself through his high, and as soon as he's done he doesn't waste a second and latches onto your raw cunt.

You begin moaning loudly once again the moment his tongue makes its way into your folds, lapping up his own cum. Your already sore hole twitches around his tongue, your bawdy sounds being muffled by the bed covers. It's like he's dying of hunger, and he's feeding off of you. But he can never be satisfied, not until he has drank up every last drop.

His tongue then travels up from your entrance to your ass, where he licks up the thick ropes of cum straight off of your skin.

"Fuck, that was good."

He finally stands up, wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand. Chase then unties you so you can finally go back laying on your back, adjusting yourself to a comfortable position.

"You can be a bit of a freak sometimes, do you know that?"

Chase laughs, looking at you lying there in front of him.

"No, really, like holy shit, that was..new." You start laughing with him. Chase leans down to pepper some kisses on your tired little face.

"I'm sorry, baby. I got a little rough."

"A little?" You two keep chuckling together.

"I'm sorry." He smiles softly.

"It's ok... Can I say something, though?"

"Mhm-mhm"

"Next time you keep the suit on."

a/n: thank you so much for reading! I appreciate every single note and comment I get, it means so much to me. again, thank you for the support.

[scootersscooter]

I love Donald Davenport because yes all his actions are uniquely fucked up but at least at the start they came from a place of concern. Concern that children were being used as weapons of mass destruction. Concern of how he was going to raise them safely without them hurting themselves of others. And gradually over time that concern started focusing less on them and more on himself. How he could use their bionics to find a solution to things. How in order to do that he would have to distance himself from his kids. Stop seeing them as fully human children because they were capable of so much more. It drove him to become the one thing he didn't want to be. The one thing he wanted to stop. It doesn't matter if he went about it the "right way" he still molded his children into soldiers who would never be able to truly connect with their peers in the way that they longed for.

[oak-bean15]

I love the idea that chase and spike communicate somehow. Like post it notes, their music playlist, ect.

AND They share a playlist it's the most bipolar shit you have ever heard from pheobe bridgers to guns and roses to icp to taylor swift, and so much more!

[blahblahblees]

ahhhh i used to adore your work on your other acc!

can we get a chase davenport x fem reader who absolutely loves to touch him. she’ll always be holding his hand, hugging his arm, cuddling him whenever she can. <33333 i’m fine with really whatever i just want to give him his much needed hugs

ヽ｀、☁ヽ｀─── stuck on you ミ chase davenport

✎ ·˚ ༘ ─── physical touch wasn’t really chase’s thing until he met her (headcanon)

wc: n/a

chase davenport x fem!reader (use of she/her pronouns)

tw: none!

• CHASE WASN’T use to the idea of love just yet. He knew that he wanted it and he knew that he had it with her.

• HE WASN’T really used to the touchy feeling things either. It was something he wasn’t very fond of just yet and he knew that he just had to warm up to the idea of it.

• HE WOULD always catch her resting her head against his shoulder blade when they were standing or resting on the couch. She would always hum some tune or the theme song to the show they were watching.

• HE WOULD absentmindedly watch her as she played with his fingers when she was engrossed in conversation with Bree. Her finger would dance with his. Her cold fingers interlocked with his colder ones.

• SHE WOULD always been caught hugging his arm or just hugging him in general. Her grip never too hard or too gentle. He was bionic, the smartest one out there, but he didn’t quite understand how she could just hug him so… perfectly. How did she fit like a puzzle piece against him? No math equations or scientific explanations could answer his questions.

• CHASE WASN’T very fond of the c-word either... cuddling. He didn’t quite understand why people liked it so much until he started doing it the her. Once again, she fit like a puzzle piece against him. He didn’t have a preference on being the big spoon or the little spoon, but somedays he would ask if he could be the little spoon, even if he felt slightly embarrassed about it.

— lucy has something to say !!

this wasn’t gonna be a headcanon but i changed my mind. also i meant to post this sunday sorry lol. it’s also a lot shorter than planned but i like it soooo :)

but regardless, my request are opened! check out my rules and such before requesting and check out my masterlist to see who i write for!

[mushed-kid]

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