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Yankee Rose | J.H.S. | 1.3

Summary: Getting called back to Top Gun couldn't have come at a better time for Erica "Miami" Kazansky. This was her fourth time being called back to Top Gun, and the failing marriage made her as excited as ever to go back. As one chapter ends, another one begins, but the connotation of that statement is up to interpretation.

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Erica "Miami" Kazansky (OC)

Content Warnings: More smut, breeding kink

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Thursday

“Are you sure you have everything that you need? You know we gotta leave early and I don’t want to miss the flight,” Jake said. Erica put her suitcase by the door and turned to look at him.

“I’ve never seen you have so much anxiety. My God, it’s like you’re the one getting married. Yes, I’m sure I have everything. Well, everything that can’t go in my carry-on, that is. It’s not gonna take me that long to throw in my phone charger and an extra book.”

“An extra book? How long is the one that you just started?”

“Four hundred pages. I’m a speed reader and I really don’t want to have to use my phone.”

“It’s a three-hour flight.”

“Yeah, so you can see why I’m bringing an extra book for the trip back.”

The only reason that they went to bed so early was that they had to be at the airport at four in the morning. Jake wanted them to be there two hours before the flight took off, but there wasn’t going to be a line at TSA until it was a reasonable hour for people to be awake. Erica left the house-sitting responsibilities in the hands of Phoenix, so they weren’t worried about anything happening while they were gone. Jake couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle as he watched Erica get comfortable in the lounge and doze off. She woke up shortly before they were able to actually board the plane. After they took off, Erica grabbed one of Jake’s hoodies and her earbuds before getting her laptop out.

“I thought you were gonna read,” he said.

“It’s too early for that. My brain is still buffering because you acted like we didn’t have time to get coffee.”

“I don’t even - okay.”

Erica turned on one of the movies that she had downloaded before falling asleep on Jake’s shoulder. He woke her up before they started to land so that she could put her things away and buckle her seatbelt. Once they landed and got off the plane, Jake waited by the baggage claim while Erica got a rental car for the two of them. The drive to Jake’s family’s house was almost two hours because of traffic. As the scenery became more rural, Jake glanced at Erica to make sure that she was awake before he started talking.

“My older sister is gonna ask you a ton of questions. The whole family knows about you but they’re gonna act like they don’t. I told them not to talk about the divorce, though.”

“Uh, okay. Now I’m a little nervous but I’ll be fine. Maybe.”

The house was everything that Erica thought it would be. The land that it was on was beautiful, and she kind of wanted to stay there forever. Jake unloaded the car and they started to walk up the steps of the house.

“Looks like mom is the only one here right now, which is kind of a good thing because I’m sure you want to take a nap.”

“You know me so well.”

They walked in and were instantly greeted by his mom. Erica smiled as the smell of coffee hit her nose. It was still fairly early, but there was always time for coffee. Jake’s mom could tell that they both needed it, so they left their luggage by the door as they sat in the kitchen and talked. It didn’t take very long for the coffee in Erica’s cup to be gone, and that was when Jake knew that she was probably ready to go upstairs and start to get settled in. 

“That’s a nice dress,” he said as she hung up the dress for the wedding on the back of the door to the room.

“I hope it’s not a fuck me dress. I love you, but we’re not having wild sex while we’re at your family’s house.”

“Hey, there’s a first time for everything.”

“Oh my God.”

Jake let out a laugh before helping Erica unpack the rest of her things. Once everything had been unpacked and the chargers had been plugged in, Jake pulled her into his arms and they laid on the bed. Erica fell asleep like that, and he couldn’t really move without waking her up, so he set an alarm before placing his phone on the nightstand and nestling into her. They woke up about three hours later, and Erica was definitely feeling more refreshed.

Hours passed and dinner time rolled around. Jake’s dad had gotten home, and he was watching TV in the living room when Erica and Jake walked down the stairs. 

“I hope you’re okay with Sloppy Joe’s,” Jake’s mom said. Erica smiled and grabbed a plate of food before sitting in front of Jake’s dad.

“So, Jake says that you’re a pilot,” he said.

“Yeah! We actually met a few years ago when we were first at Top Gun, actually.”

Dinner went well as Erica talked to Jake's dad about everything. She even helped his mom with the dishes even though she didn't have to. Jake opened the window to his room when they went upstairs for bed. His room always got hot during the summer, and sometimes it felt like the fan wasn't doing enough. 

“My sisters and my nieces are coming over for dinner tomorrow. Ellie's pregnant but the girls don't know yet. I don't even think they would really understand, but don't say anything about it.”

“Wait, so how old are your nieces?”

“Emily's five, Nora’s two. I have a feeling you’ll love them, though.”

“Yeah, I hope it goes well. I haven't been around kids that little in a while.”

“It’ll be okay.”

Friday

Erica and Jake were sitting on the couch when the front door opened. The squealing of small children made Erica put her book down before they both stood up. 

“Uncle Jake!” Emily said as she ran up to him. Erica smiled when Jake picked her up. 

“You're really pretty,” the little girl said. 

“Aw, thanks, hun. And so are you,” she said. Emily giggled and put her head on Jake’s shoulder. Erica waited a few minutes before going over to introduce herself to Jacqueline, Jake’s older sister. They talked for a while as the kids ran around the house with Jake. The conversation got cut short when Nora came up and tugged on Jacqueline’s shirt.

“I gotta put this one down for a nap. Hopefully, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Erica nodded her head and refilled her water bottle in the kitchen. Right as she was walking back to the living room, she heard Emily ask Jake if they could all color together. The question made her smile.

“Oh, of course we can, sweetheart.”

While they were coloring, Jake’s mom quickly took a picture of the three of them. No one realized how much time had passed until Jake’s dad walked in and turned on the evening news. Once dinner was ready, everyone got up and sat at the table. Serving plates were passed around and everything had been going smoothly. That is until Erica saw Jake start to freak out next to her.

“Are you okay?” She whispered into his ear.

“Yeah, hold on. Mom, I thought you were gonna make that mac and cheese bake? You know how much I like it.”

“You’re an adult and you have the recipe. You can make it later if you want.”

“Okay, well-,”

“Calm down, Malibu Ken,” Erica said.

“Oh, I like you!” Ellie exclaimed.

The comment made everyone laugh at Jake’s expense. As dinner wrapped up, Erica got up to help with the dishes. She was surprised when Jake’s dad told her that she could make a drink out of anything on the counter. There were a lot of options. She made three drinks before calling over Jake and his dad.

“Now, I call this a Cowboy Confusion. It just sounded the best. It’s equal parts whiskey and tequila. This might be really horrible, actually. Anyway, cheers.”

As they each downed a shot, Jake looked surprised.

“Actually, it’s not that bad. I kinda want another one, but like a full drink.”

Erica smiled and grabbed some drinking glasses. They stayed up later than everyone else, but they stopped drinking a while ago. Erica didn’t want to get drunk in front of Jake’s family, and his dad wasn’t a particularly heavy drinker. Everyone was in bed by two, and it wasn’t until after they were both in bed that they started to talk to each other before falling asleep.

“Jake, I want you to be honest with me. Do you want kids?” She asked. He sighed and thought about it for a minute.

“Well, I love you, and I don’t think I want to be with anyone else. I’ll be just as happy if we didn’t have kids. Besides, you didn’t want kids when we started going out and I don’t think I would’ve stayed if I was all hard and fast about it. Would it be nice? Yeah, but I don’t need to be a dad. And I don’t want you to think that you need to be a mom, either.”

Erica rolled over and wrapped her arms around Jake’s neck.

“I think I might want kids, actually. I’d have to talk to my doctor to see if I’d be allowed to fly while I’m pregnant, but it’ll probably be fine. Plus we’ll have some pretty damn cute kids.”

Jake chuckled before giving Erica a sloppy kiss. He started to cup her breasts and grind into her hips until she pushed him off.

“Not when we’re right down the hall from your parents,” she said.

“We’ll just have to be quiet.”

“Um, no, you’ll just have to be quiet. You moan like a pornstar. I’m serious.”

She wasn’t wrong. She had to cover his mouth multiple times because she knew he was about to moan. He rolled them over so that he was on top, and turned his moans into groans and grunts as he pounded into her. He came fast and hard when she started to scratch the back of his neck and his shoulder blades. He stayed inside of her for a few moments, trying to catch his breath, before rolling over and reaching for some tissues.

Erica took a sip of her water and said that she was going to take a shower. Jake nodded his head in acceptance and leaned his head back before closing his eyes. When she came back and got back in the bed, he asked her if she was actually serious about wanting kids.

“I was. I mean, I told you that I’d go off of my birth control and I’d coordinate with my doctor about flying. Why?”

“I don’t know. Part of me wants to make sure that this is definitely real. And the other part, the part that knows it’s real, is like, well, we should get married first. But only if that’s what you want! I’m not really in a rush for that, surprisingly.”

Erica nodded and the room got quiet for a second. She looked at Jake, and leaned over him before saying, “Well, if you wanna get married before we have kids, we should do that.”

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Hey, everyone! I took an unexpected hiatus for about six months. School really started kicking my ass again (gotta get that degree, I guess), and I was so busy with work. All of that to say, I'm back now, and with a bit more structure.

Each week, there will be an update to one of my ongoing series. Imagines and drabbles won't be as consistent, but I'll still be posting them if I get any ideas!

My page is, and always will be, a safe space for anyone who needs that little escape.

And, of course, I can't post this without mentioning the heartbreaking passing of Val Kilmer. Him, and all of his characters, will live on in our hearts. (And our fanfictions.) Let's continue to allow his loved ones the time that they need to process this privately.

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Rules & Regulations | 0.6

Summary: You work in the human resources department at NAS North Island. A noise complaint at a hotel leads to some unexpected endeavors - and an ironic workplace romance.

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x reader (no use of Y/N)

Content warnings: Fluff, Iceman being a cock block, implied smut

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Wednesday had rolled around faster than expected. You spent the week combing through applications for Top Gun instructors, only being able to approve a few before the influx of meetings and events came up. It wasn’t a surprise that you were already getting emails from the new hires, even though they wouldn’t be scheduled to start for another few weeks. Natasha walked in after quickly knocking on the door and you shut your laptop to talk to her.

“How are things going with Bradley?” She asked.

“Oh my God, they’re going great. He’s a pretty good cook, the sex is great, and we’ve been texting each other all the time. Things aren’t even serious and I’m already probably the happiest I’ve ever been, honestly.”

“That’s good, and I’m glad that you’re happy. Bradley really is a great guy and I can tell that he likes you a lot. He's literally smitten.”

You chuckled and took a sip of your water. One of you was going to have to make the first big leap, and soon. You didn't want to wait around for him to ask you to be his girlfriend. So, you texted him to ask if he wanted to grab something for lunch. Surprisingly, he immediately responded with an enthusiastic yes. Natasha left after checking her watch and realizing that they were about to start training, and you watched them from your window for a few minutes. 

Cyclone and Warlock stopped in to ask you if there had been any new reports or updates on anything. You shrugged and walked over to your computer.

“One of the new hires under Hangman's command is about to be one of our problem children. He's been hounding me non-stop about off base housing. I'm trying to give him some grace because it doesn't look like he's been stationed outside of PensacolaPensacola for anything long-term, but, God, take me out of my misery.”

Warlock chuckled and sat across from you at your desk. He grabbed a couple of pieces of candy and shoved them into his pockets to “go with his lunch”, but you knew he’d eat them as soon as he left the room. The day was pretty slow, since you got everything done in the morning. Bradley was surprised when you told him that you were thinking of going home early while the two of you ate burrito bowls. 

“If you’re going home early, is now a good time to ask you a kind-of-important question? It could wait until later, though,” Bradley said. You nodded and put your fork down. 

“I was uh, wondering if-,” the door to your office swung open. Tom walked in, holding a box of cupcakes. Bradley shot out of the chair and gave him a salute, before being told that he was at ease. 

“Hey, Tom!” You cheerfully said, “What are you doing here? Why do you have cupcakes? It’s not your birthday.”

He shrugged. “Mav told me that it doesn’t have to be a special occasion for cupcakes, and I wanted cupcakes. My wife is at work today so she couldn’t make them if she wanted to.”

“Ah, okay. Well, we’re just finishing up our lunch if you wanna put those down and we can chat for a bit.”

You didn't notice, but Bradley slumped his shoulders and sighed. This wasn't the plan. He wasn't going to ask you to be his girlfriend in front of his boss. He wasn't that stupid. Tom didn’t leave your office until lunch was technically over, and, by then, Bradley didn’t have time to ask you. You walked down the hallway to the tarmac with him and kept the conversation light. Before both of you had made it outside, he stopped by the door and turned to look at you.

“Are you doing anything tonight?” He asked.

“No, why?”

“Let me take you out. We can do whatever you want, if that counts for anything.”

You smiled and accepted his offer, giving him a hug before he went outside. You grabbed a cupcake on your way back to your office, since you had something to celebrate. Once you sat down, you excitedly texted Natasha the news - that Bradley was taking you out and that you were sure that he was going to ask you to be his girlfriend. He had that look in his eyes before Tom walked in and gave you cupcakes. You went home early, just as you thought you would, and spent the rest of the day on the couch in comfy clothes. You weren’t going anywhere, and you were almost worried that it would make the night complicated since Bradley said that he wanted to take you out. 

He seemed more excited that you wanted to stay in, and said that he would need time to shower and get into his own comfy clothes before picking up food and heading over to you. You were surprised when he knocked on your door, holding two boxes of pizza and a case of beer. (He thought that beer was way better than wine, and you kind of agreed.) You weren’t sure of what you wanted to watch, so you handed him the remote and watched as he put on a random horror movie. 

Both of you laughed at the idiocy of the characters, and you were still talking about it after the credits rolled. As the laughter died down and you were able to catch your breath, Bradley put down his plate and turned to you, looking into your eyes.

“About that question that I wanted to ask you earlier…”

“Yeah?”

“Well, I’ve thought about it, and I don’t think that I want to be with anyone else but you right now. I’m tired of dating around and casual hookups. I’ve been tired of that stuff for a while now. I guess what I’m saying is, I want you to be my girlfriend. But only if you want to be my girlfriend.”

You were grinning from ear to ear and trying not to scream and kick your feet out of excitement. 

“Bradley, of course I’ll be your girlfriend.”

He was grinning, too, and he grabbed both sides of your face and pulled you in for a big kiss. Soon enough, you were on the floor, on top of him, and he had his belt undone. You could see the lust in his eyes as he put his hands on your hips and said, “Let’s go to the bedroom."

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The Morning After | B.R.B

Summary: You wake Bradley up with a surprise the morning after his birthday. Kinktober day fourteen prompt: Somnophilia (prompt list from @bluestjayy) Content warnings: Somnophilia, oral sex (m receiving), mentions of getting drunk and puking, implied p in v sex

Buy me a coffee

This was something that you and Bradley had talked about before. Neither of you were particularly opposed to the idea of waking up to having sex, or to the other masturbating. And it had happened before. Bradley had told you in the past that he was okay with having sex while drunk, as long as you were okay with it, too, which made the night of his birthday particularly interesting. 

Hangman wanted everyone to surprise Bradley at The Hard Deck. Of course, since it was his birthday, people kept on ordering him drinks. You only saw him pay for one drink, and it was for you. So, with everyone keeping a drink in his hand, it wasn’t a surprise to either of you that he got drunk. Bradley never really did anything super embarrassing while he was drunk, except for the time that he threw up on you and the floor of your parents’ basement after a Christmas party. 

Tonight, though, he was trying to make moves on you. On any other night you’d be okay with it, but you already weren’t feeling well when he got home from work. You almost thought about cancelling on Hangman and the rest of the Dagger Squad, but it was important to them, and it was probably important to Bradley, too. You were quiet about the fact that you weren’t feeling well to everyone except for Bradley, because he needed to know that you weren’t in a sexy mood.

He had the next day off. Everyone did, but they were making jokes in the group chat that he pre-emptively took the day off knowing that he was going to get blasted the night before. You woke up before him, feeling much better than you did the night before, and took your vitamins before settling back into bed. The one thing preventing you from falling back asleep, though, was Bradley’s hard cock poking through his boxers and against your lower back. That gave you an idea. You were going to “make up” for what happened, or what didn’t happen the night before. It all pretty much worked in your favor, since Bradley was always a heavy sleeper, but especially after nights when he was drunk. You were easily able to work his underwear off without waking him, and he started to stir as you wrapped your hand around his cock and stroked it before licking your lips and wrapping your mouth around it.

Bradley woke up and sighed before gently placing his hand on the back of your head. You made eye contact and sat up, wiping the line of saliva with a tissue. 

“Good morning,” he said.

“Good morning, birthday boy. I would’ve done this last night but, y’know…”

“There was something that I would’ve done to you last night. Ready?”

You chuckled as Bradley rolled you over and started to sloppily kiss down your neck.

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Plaything | Coriolanus Snow

Summary: Coryo confides in you after dinner.

Kinktober day 13 prompt: Humiliation/degradation (prompt list from @bluestjayy)

Content warnings: Slight degradation (I tried my best here, this is for Kinktober and I don't typically write degradation), p in v sex

Buy me a coffee

You had been working with Coryo on his issues since he drunkenly word vomited everything to you one night. You had been friends at the Academy, but you fell out of contact after he won the Plinth Prize. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, really, and you weren’t upset about not winning the prize. Your family had a savings account for you from when you were a baby, and most of that got you through college, along with some money that you got from doing odd jobs. By the time you had graduated college, you secured a comfy job at the Capitol. You weren’t expecting to run into him at a District 2 bar one night when you were visiting to meet with the Head Peacekeeper.

He told you that he had to forfeit the Prize because of the relationship that he had with Lucy Gray, and then he let it all out. You got him out of the districts and back into the Capitol as one of the gamemakers on one condition - that he’d meet with you twice a week for dinner. 

“I’m not good at this,” he said one night after talking about the plans for the next arena.

“You’re not.”

“No, I mean, look at this. There are too many hills and pretty much no-,”

“I didn’t phrase it as a question, Coryo. You’re not good at mapping out an arena, you’re not good at keeping the little family that you have close. What are you good at?”

He was quiet for a moment before you walked over and sat on his lap, tilting his head up so that he’d make eye contact with you. His hands quickly went to your hips, and you could feel his pulse thumping from where your hands were on his neck. You sighed as you got comfortable on his lap. He shuddered as you wiggled your hips over his stiffened cock and you chuckled before leaning in to kiss him. 

Things quickly heated up as you were both in nothing but your underwear. You led him to your bedroom and told him to get on the bed, leaving little room for questions. 

“I want you to be mean to me,” he said as you both stripped down to nothing. It was simultaneously the most and least surprising thing he had said so far that night. What surprised you was the fact that it felt so easy to let the most degrading things out of your mouth. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Hit me,” he said. You chuckled and slapped him. Not hard enough to leave a bruise or any type of mark, but hard enough for him to feel it. That, along with all of the degrading things that you had said, was enough to bring him over the edge. You didn’t say anything to him for the rest of the night that could have been perceived as degrading, you both needed a break from that. Instead, you lightly teased each other. And, for the first time since you got him out of The Peacekeepers, he spent the night at your place.

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Kinktober 2024

I'm excited to announce that I'll be participating in (most of) Kinktober this year! I'll write for characters that I usually write for, and some new ones, so get ready! My prompt list is from @bluestjayy and for each day, I'll be picking one of the prompts and going with the flow to see what I can come up with. I'll be starting on day 12 since it's October 12th, and I'll edit this post to add all of the fics. They'll be shorter, since I'll be writing every day and doing things in my personal life.

Day 12: Angry Sex (Rhett Abbott)

Day 13: Humiliation/degradation (Coriolanus Snow)

Day 14: Somnophilia (Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw)

Day 15: Aftercare (Javy "Coyote" Machado)

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Heat Of The Moment - Rhett Abbott

Summary: Rhett has a rough day on the ranch, and his bull riding competiton doesn't go so well. Thankfully, you're there to help him feel better.

Kinktober day 12 prompt: Angry sex (prompt list from @bluestjayy)

Content warnings: Unprotected p in v, Rhett isn't really angry

Buy me a coffee

You knew that Rhett’s competition wasn’t going to go well. He had walked into your small apartment with the “I don’t want to talk about it” look on his face. All he had mentioned on his way to the bathroom was that he and Perry had gotten into an argument and it got pretty nasty. You mostly ate in silence, with an episode of your favorite show playing in the background. As usual, you drove Rhett to the rodeo. It was normal for you to drive there, since he liked to take more time to think about the event.

Whether it was because of the argument with Perry that you didn’t know much about, or something else, Rhett lost the competition. He didn’t even place in the top three, which meant that he wasn’t getting any money at all from his efforts. You weren’t super surprised when he got in the car without saying anything, driving back to your apartment in silence. He rarely had a loss this bad, but you figured that his quiet behavior was normal on the fifteen minute drive back. 

He took most of his clothes off on the way to the bedroom, where you started to get ready for bed. That quickly stopped, though, when he shoved you on the bed. You chuckled as he started to kiss down your neck and over your breasts, pulling your panties down in the process. 

“I’ve got all this pent up… Fuck. I need-,”

“It’s okay, I know.”

As angry as he seemed to be from the moment he walked into your apartment for dinner to the moment that you got home from the rodeo, he wasn’t rough with you. He knew better than to be rough with you unless you gave him permission, you two had talked about that type of consent before. 

He was fast as he slid his cock into you and began pumping. The sex was fast, and he was precise with every move that he made. You were a writhing mess under him within minutes, and he grunted as he pulled out of you. There was a haziness in your eyes as you watched the cum spurt out of him and on your stomach. He sighed and rolled over, grabbing a box of tissues on the night stand and cleaning both of you up.

“Do you feel better?” You asked. He chuckled and took a sip of the day-old glass of water next to him before wrapping his arms around you.

“Much better.”

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Chasing The Wind | J.H.S. | Chapter One

Series summary: Katie Lantz is a meteorologist at the National Weather Service office in San Diego, and she’s a storm chaser in her home state of Oklahoma. Her life gets turned upside down when she meets Jake “Hangman” Seresin and his friends at The Hard Deck. For the first time in a long time, Katie is excited about her love life, and Jake is excited about more than flying around.

Chapter summary: Katie meets the Dagger Squad at The Hard Deck and gets Jake’s number.

Content warnings: None

Buy me a coffee

“Oh yeah, this’ll work,” Katie Lantz said as she pulled into the parking lot of The Hard Deck. There was a storm rolling in from the west, and she had told her coworkers that she’d get a picture of it for the visitor’s center. It was hard to get pictures of storms like this since they usually happened at night. She put her sandals in her bag when she walked off of the gravel parking lot and started getting her camera ready while walking along the shore.

The air was humid as the storm clouds started to roll in, but it wasn’t until the first strike of lightning that she started taking pictures. Inside of the bar, Phoenix was watching what Katie was doing, along with Fanboy and Payback.

“What are you guys staring at?” Hangman asked as he walked over and jokingly put his arm around Phoenix’s shoulders. She shrugged him off and took a long sip of her beer before gesturing out the window to Katie.

“Someone should tell her that it’s about to storm. Hangman, you do it,” Fanboy said.

“Guys, I just got here.”

“And you were the last one to get here. Hell, you somehow managed to get here later than Bob and he has a kid.”

“Alright, I’ll go. But I want a Budweiser waiting for me.”

With her camera hanging from her neck, Katie started emailing the photos to her boss. She read some messages from the group chats as she felt the rain start to come down. Behind her, a man said something, and she almost hit him in the face with her camera as she turned around out of fear.

“Woah, I didn’t mean to startle you. I’m Jake.”

”Katie. I take it you came from the bar?”

“What gave it away?” He asked as he chuckled and lightly shook his head. Katie tried not to giggle as she told him that not many people want to be on the beach during a storm, and they started to walk in the direction of the bar. He stopped by the steps of the deck and held her bag as she slid her sandals back on.

Coyote handed him his Budweiser and Jake introduced her before walking her over to the bar.

“Order whatever you want. I’ll put it on my tab,” he said as he handed the bartender his card. Katie ordered the house lager and looked around for a good place to put her bag. She wanted to hang out for a while, and she wasn’t planning on going out to her car until she was ready to leave.

”I can put that behind the bar for you,” the bartender said.

”Really? Thank you so much. I’m Katie, by the way.”

”I’m Penny. I’ve never seen you before. You new in town?”

”Oh, um, not really. I was taking pictures of the storm for my work. I live about twenty minutes away, I’m just never really in the area.”

They talked while Penny poured the beer, and Katie walked back over towards Jake and his group. She got introduced to everyone that time, and Phoenix was the first to ask about what she did for work. Katie briefly mentioned spending a few weeks each summer back home in Oklahoma, and it was mainly Fanboy and Rooster who were asking her questions about the weather.

”So, if it’s storming right now, does that mean we have to work tomorrow?”

”Probably. I know you’re all pilots, and this storm system is pretty quick moving and the radar should be clear by around two in the morning. That could change, though.”

They spent a few more minutes talking about the weather patterns before Katie decided to order another round. After her second beer, she was ready to head home and get to bed. Penny passed her bag over the counter and she started to walk to her car with Jake.

“I should get going. It was nice meeting you and your friends, though,” she said as she opened the driver's side door.

“Before you go, could I get your number? I'd like to talk more.”

She nodded and typed her number into his phone.

“I don't think you'll need it, though. I might come here more often.”

Jake hid his excitement until he was sure that Katie was out of sight. Back at her apartment, she texted the photos to her boss before climbing into bed in an oversized t-shirt. She looked at the Instagram account for The Hard Deck to see if they did any weekly events. She’d be busy until the weekend with dinners and meetings that would go past her usual hours, but she wanted to go back on Saturday. It was kind of perfect, since it looked like Saturdays were line dancing nights. After adding the event to her calendar, she quickly fell asleep, and woke up the next morning with a text from a previously unknown number.

Unknown number: Good morning! It’s Jake from The Hard Deck. I really enjoyed hanging out with you last night and I’d love to do it again.

Katie: Aw, thank you, Jake. I heard that Saturday is line dancing night so you might see me there.

He let out a giggle but quickly changed his expression when Javy looked at him with a smirk on his face.

“Is it that girl from last night?” Javy asked.

”Shut up, dude.”

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Chasing The Wind | J.H.S

Summary: Katie Lantz is a meteorologist at the National Weather Service office in San Diego, and she’s a storm chaser in her home state of Oklahoma. Her life gets turned upside down when she meets Jake “Hangman” Seresin and his friends at The Hard Deck. For the first time in a long time, Katie is excited about her love life, and Jake is excited about more than flying around.

General content warnings: Mentions of severe weather, some weather terminology, eventual smut

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