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If you are just as horny and depraved as I am. Perchance stalker x stalker with Adrian chase. But reader knows how to stalk and kinda planned their meeting, and he’s kinda bad and obvious with his stalking. And they match eachothers freak. 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me

Adrian Chase (Vigilante) X Female Reader

2,389 words

!SMUT CONTENT!

You know he is watching you right now. You can feel his eyes pierce the back of your skull as you talk to the customer.

“Can you put extra caramel on that?”

“Of course. Anything else?” you reply with a smile, and the woman who’s ordering shakes her head. “That will be 12 dollars.”

She takes out her wallet, hands over the money, and you give her the change. “Thank you.”

“You are welcome,” you reply with one of those fake smiles that make your cheeks hurt.

The moment the woman leaves you alone, your face drops into an emotionless stare. You start making her order, careful not to fuck up the drink, and continue thinking about your stalker.

The thought fills you with glee.

When you started stalking Adrian a few months ago, you had never expected him to take the bait so easily. You knew he worked in Fennel Fields, a couple of blocks down the street, so you made sure to have dinner there a few times. A few glances here and there and a few trips in your car to know where he lives, and he was completely hooked. The first time you noticed he was stalking you was when you were in the grocery store and saw somebody looking at you through the shelves. You pretended you didn’t notice, but your heart filled with joy.

Your very own stalker… and you were his. You couldn’t have thought of a better outcome.

Of course, he had no idea you were as batshit crazy as him, nor that you stalked him, but that didn’t matter. Adrian was different; you knew the moment you saw him for the first time.

He was awkward, had little concern for regular human emotions or behavior, and on top of all those perfect qualities, was absolutely beautiful. You had often touched yourself at night thinking of him… of those curls, the way his glasses looked so good on his face, his fucking body. My god, you were sure he was fucking ripped.

“Excuse me?”

Your thoughts shatter, and you nearly spill the drink. Thankfully, you finish making it and turn around, seeing the woman from earlier with her arms crossed.

“Is it done? I’m in a bit of a hurry.”

You smile, forcing your lips to stretch. “Apologies, here it is. Enjoy!”

She grabs the drink and leaves the coffee shop. You relax your face again and then notice that he’s staring at you again. You can’t control yourself any longer, so you grab a menu and walk to the table he’s sitting at.

“Hello, and welcome!” you say, giving him the menu. He seems a bit anxious that you have noticed him, and you suppress a giggle. “Here’s our menu for today.”

“Oh, thanks,” he says, looking down and grabbing the menu.

Instead of leaving him alone as he pretends to give a shit about the menu, you stay there, looking down at him. He doesn't meet your eyes, but you can see by his posture he's anything but at ease.

“Have I seen you before?” you question, voice so innocent it could belong to an angel.

He slowly meets your eyes. “Uh…Me? Nope.” His voice drops to a lower, silly tone. “Never been here.”

You frown, trying your best not to laugh at how awkward he is right now. “Is there something wrong with your throat, sir?”

He coughs and blushes. “No, sorry.”

“Oh, okay…” You smile really big. “Well, silly me! If you need anything else, call me.”

“Hm, yeah. ‘Course.”

You let your eyes linger on him for a tiny bit longer before finally leaving him alone. He sits there for hours until your shift is over and doesn't order once.

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“See you tomorrow!” your colleague says to you.

It's about 11 pm, and your shift is finally over. You are now heading for the door, ready to finally leave this shitty fucking coffee shop.

Adrian left a few minutes before you, and you already know where he was headed. If your calculations are right, he's right across the street on the corner, watching you like some fucking weirdo. Luckily for him, the thought excites you more than anything else in the world. Not even daydreaming about quitting your job brings you this much joy. He’s right where you want him, and today you will finally give him what he wants: to get caught.

You close the door on your way out, take a glimpse at where he’s peeking through, and smile as you see him hide his body behind the wall. He’s in an empty alleyway, mostly used by restaurants to put their dumpsters.

As usual, you begin walking down the street, but what he doesn’t know is that when you pass by him, instead of pretending he isn’t there, you will walk into the alleyway.

You hasten your pace, bumping into a few people but not caring one bit, as you focus on your mission. You have waited way too long for this… You have watched him from afar, like he’s forbidden fruit you mustn’t touch. Now, you are ready to give in.

You finally reach the place he’s hiding and then stop abruptly. A person curses you out as they almost come crashing onto your back, but your eyes are on the dark alleyway. It seems empty… The moon brings some light to the wet floor, which is running with water and bird shit. Such a dreamy place.

You smile, a real smile too, not one of those shitty ones you have to do at work, and walk down the alley.

“Oh, Adriannnnn,” you say in a singsong voice. “I know you are here. Come out, come out, wherever you are.”

You look at the massive dumpster and cross your arms beneath your chest. The keys in your jacket cling together as you wait for him to finally appear.

“There’s no one here,” he replies.

“What the fuck are you doing? Are you supposed to be a talking dumpster or some shit?” you say with a giggle. “I know you are there, Adrian. It’s okay, you can come out.”

He hesitates for a bit before slowly rising from behind the dumpster. You look at him with a big smile, watching as he adjusts his glasses nervously.

“This is not what it looks like.”

“No?” you ask with an arched eyebrow. “So you aren’t stalking me?”

He opens and closes his mouth several times. “No! I just really like the smell of garbage, sue me!”

You laugh, a full belly laugh, and he looks at you with a bit of confusion.

“You are so fucking adorable, Adrian! A terrible stalker but cute nonetheless,” you say, walking slowly towards him. Smoke comes out of the sewers near you two. “You know for how many fucking months I’ve watched you go to work… leave work… go home… sleep…”

Adrian’s eyebrows furrow as you stop in front of him. You run your hands up his chest, making his posture stiffen and his cheeks heat up.

“I even watched you jerk off, Adrian… I watched you whisper my name as you came.”

“Y-you were stalking me too?” he whispers. He doesn’t seem scared or weirded out but genuinely impressed.

“Oh, honey, I planted the seed in your head the whole time… Did you really think I fucking loved Fennel’s shitty food?” You shake your head in amusement. “Fuck no. I just wanted to see you, tease you, and make you want me as much as I wanted you.”

You put your hands on the back of his neck.

“But why? I mean, that’s romantic as fuck and so fucking hot, but why?”

You chuckle, standing on your tiptoes so you can bury your face into his neck. He smells so fucking good.

"Why did you also stalk me, Adrian?" you whisper against his skin, making him gulp. “Because you are a fucking weirdo, right?”

“I mean… Shit…” He struggles to speak as you kiss his neck. “I wouldn’t say I’m a weirdo, but… Oh fuck it, I am.”

You smile against his skin and pull back, looking at him. He’s even more perfect up close.

“That’s okay, Adrian. I’m just like you. I understand you better than anybody else.”

“You do?” Adrian asks with amazement.

“Hm hm…” You run your hands down his back, feeling his muscles. “I know how out of place you feel, how weird you feel, how lonely you feel… It’s okay, I can fix that.”

Adrian’s lips part, and his lenses get a bit foggy as your warm breath hits his face. “You can?”

“Yes… Just say the word. Say it, and I will.”

He doesn’t even take a second to reply, “Yes. Fuck, I’m so hard right now. A million times yes.”

You laugh and crash your lips together, making him moan into your mouth. You know you don’t have much time, especially with people walking down the street behind you two. They are a bit far away, but still, if anybody looked, they could see you two making out.

“Fuck me against the wall. Please,” you purr into his mouth.

“Right now?!” he asks, already breathless.

“Behind the dumpster. I need your cock in me; I’m so fucking wet it hurts.”

You grab his wrist and shove his hand in the middle of your thighs. He gasps but quickly recovers, running his fingers through your crotch. You are wearing a skirt, so he’s directly touching your panties. You thrust on his hand, trying to find any relief, but it’s not enough.

“Fuck, okay,” he says, grabbing your waist.

He pulls you behind the dumpster and then turns you around so your back hits the wall. You groan at the impact and then smirk as he looks at you and unbuttons his pants.

“Show it to me, baby. Let me see it,” you encourage him as he grabs his hardening cock and pulls it out of his boxers.

You look at it, flushed red and already glistening with pre-cum, and your clit throbs.

“Like it? ” Adrian asks, stroking himself.

You pull the skirt up, shove your panties to the side, and put your fingers on your folds. Adrian watches in awe as you moan and bite your lip, coating your fingers in your arousal.

“Does that give you an answer? ” you ask innocently, bringing your fingers in front of your face and showing them to him.

Adrian can’t control himself anymore. He basically jumps forward, grabs your legs, and wraps them around his waist. You hold his neck for support as you feel his cock press on your thigh.

“Can I put it in? Fuck, let me put it in, please,” Adrian begs, pressing open-mouthed kisses to your neck.

“Yeah… Fuck.”

Adrian pulls your panties to the side and runs his leaking head a few times on your folds. He tries to tease you, but he’s shivering, and his face looks pained. He’s as desperate as you are.

“Fuck… Are you on birth control? Can I fuck you raw?”

“Yeah, I am. Give it to me, Adrian,” you moan, running your hands on his scalp.

You look up at the night sky and then open your mouth in pleasure as he thrusts inside in a swift movement. His entire shaft is inside of you, and you whine his name.

He stays still for a few seconds, enjoying how warm and tight you are, before finally moving. He goes all the way out before shoving back in. His thrusts are quick and desperate, and you didn’t expect anything else.

You two have been playing this game for far too long, and now you seem like two virgins.

“Ah… Fuck… I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long,” Adrian says, putting both hands on the wall.

“Me too. Oh God… Your dick is so big, Adrian,” you say, making him groan. “I can feel it in my stomach. Shit.”

He moves his mouth to your neck and begins licking and biting the skin, making you moan louder. You put your hands on his back and dig your nails into his clothed flesh. Adrian fucks you harder, knocking the air from your lungs, and you smirk.

“You like that?” you ask, and he quickly nods.

His breath is burning hot on your neck, and you can feel every inch of his cock inside of you. His shaft throbs with each thrust, and your clit brushes on his pelvis, making you feel more and more pleasure.

You are so desperate and horny for him that soon your orgasm threatens to explode.

“I’m so close… Ah… Fuck me, Adrian,” you say.

“I can’t… I… I can’t hold it anymore… You are so fucking hot,” he whines with a strained voice.

“Cum for me, baby. Fill me up.”

Your words are all it takes before you feel Adrian spill inside of you. His warm cum fills you up and sends you over the edge. Your clit begins throbbing as you cum. You clench on his shaft and pierce his skin with your nails as you moan his name into his ear.

Adrian thrusts unevenly, his mouth still pressed to your neck, and then stills. You feel him twitch occasionally as your orgasm also dies down.

You take quick breaths before speaking. “You okay?”

He laughs, pulling his face away to look at you. “Of fucking course… I just came inside a hot chick; what more can I want in life?”

You giggle. “Not any hot chick. Your stalker, remember?”

Adrian nods, licking his dry lips. “Of course. My very own stalker… That’s so fucking romantic. Right?”

You think for a second. Is it romantic? Well…

“Well, it was really fucking hot,” you finally reply. “And fuck it, it was romantic.”

He hums before kissing you briefly. “Peacemaker is gonna be so jealous when he finds out I fucked you.”

“That jacked guy with the stupid costume?”

“How do you… Oh! Right, you were stalking me. Yeah, he’s my best friend.”

“Yeah, I figured that.” You begin feeling your legs ache as you struggle to hold onto his waist. “Adrian?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you bring me home?”

“Of course… Where is it?”

You wait a few seconds before bursting out laughing. Who would have thought you would find somebody who understands you?

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(Author's note: don't stalk people btw 😭😭😭 this is all fictional, 'kay?)

#adrian chase smut

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