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bubblyani · 6 years

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His type (Ronnie x Reader)

Ronnie Kray One Two Shot

Genre: Smut (18+)

Author’s Note: I’m a sinner once again to be inspired at work. And about Ronnie Kray no doubt. Hope you all enjoy!

The red dress stuck on to your body like a magnet, as you swayed your hips in rhythm to the slow jazz. The thin material felt like second skin, for you found it quite easy to freely move, to and explore, and to' be lost' in the music. You certainly enjoyed it. Being the brave one to get up from the table, being the one to move to the dance floor with no hesitation, being the one to dance and wait for no one’s permission. But you also took great satisfaction when there was an audience to witness it, even if it was an audience of one, but only if the ‘one’ meant him.

“Such a crime…to see you alone tonight without a lucky lad by ya side”

You smiled, turning to accept a glass of brandy from Reggie Kray as you swayed.

“Crime? Oh ho! You're the one to talk Reg” you replied in tease, biting your shiny red lower lip, taking in a sip.

“Hey! I am a Club Owner, alrigh?” he reminded you with a confident smile.

“Right...of course” you played along, winking at the Gangster Prince of East End.

“I don't need a man, I have the lot of you to keep me in good company” you continued, tapping him on the chest. He did not wait to hold on to your hand.

“That’s not the company I had in mind love” he said softly, rubbing his thumb on your hand.

“Oh Reg...” you pouted in protest, still aware of the pair of eyes that haven’t left your sight since you got up. His eyes that you didn’t mind watching you. The eyes you wanted to watch you.

With confidence gained from another sip, you finally raised your glass to Ronnie Kray, who sat with Teddy a few tables away. Raising his glass in return, he maintained his gaze, smoking his cigar. Clouds of smoke escaped his lips, misting his glasses, yet the alluring shade of red that approached the table helped him focus.

“Mind if I join ya lads?” You asked in a mockingly polite tone, with fluttering eyelashes. Teddy jumped up,

“Only if you promised to stay the whole night” he chirped, walking over to pull up a chair for you.

“Which won’t be a problem” you replied with a giggle, pinching his cheek before sitting down.

“Yeah, cause good company is not easy to find, don’t you agree Y/N?” Ronnie spoke out of the sudden, looking at you with intense eyes. You suddenly stopped giggling, lost in his eyes with confusion.

“ Yes...couldn’t agree more” you managed to reply, finding it difficult to read his mind.

“That’s more like it...Get more fuckin drinks over here” roaring into laughter, Ronnie was in high spirits calling out the waiters.

Relieved, you watched as Reggie joined in along with Leslie and Albert. Your bubbly personality and appreciation for sarcastic humor won the hearts of The Kray twins and most of The Firm, and was invited as great company for quite some time. Every week, nights like these at Esmeralda’s Barn was an essential.

Unlike some, you firmly believed each brother possessed a charm which was simply irresistible and unique . Your friendship with the Krays never was romantic nor sexual. As much as you found Reggie’s smooth advances enjoyable, Ronnie was the one who secretly became your unattainable fantasy. With his rather unconventional social life, you liked to wonder the what if’s.

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“Oi Y/N! You off work?”

“Firstly Teddy, don’t 'Oi' me now. That’s rude. Secondly, it’s actually my lunch break ” you replied with a tone that hinted sass, waving at Teddy who just stopped the car, when he found you walking.

“Afternoon Ronnie!” You certainly didn’t forget to greet Mr. Kray, who sat on the back, nodding in acknowledgement.

“Where are you lovely people heading off to?” you asked, with your hands behind your back.

“We're going to pick up Lesl-“

“Join us Y/N!...” Ronnie suddenly cut off Teddy, "...we'll pick up Leslie then head for lunch, that sound alright?"

You smiled, "The perfect way to spend my lunch break for sure" getting into the backseat, joining Ronnie.

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"Lazy fucker! Is he not up yet?" Ronnie grunted irritatingly. You sighed, looking out the window as Teddy called out for Leslie outside the building.

"I'll go get 'im, Ron...might take a while" Teddy shouted back at them, before entering the building.

"Ahh.....get it fuckin done...we'll be late for lunch" Ronnie angrily motioned him to be quick. You looked over to him, "It's alright...we can wait a bit, maybe he's having a bad hangover" you said.

As he grunted in reply, there were the two of you, sitting on either sides of the backseat.

This was the first time you were ever alone with Ronnie Kray. And for some reason the one thing you wanted to talk about felt quite ridiculous, but you gave it a try.

"I just had to ask..." you began, "Do you have a certain type with men?"

Ron stared into the distance mid thought, "Not really. I guess the taste... varies". You smiled.

"And what about women? Is there a type?" you felt daring,"Am I your type?" And there you went. Not like you were risking anything. You could always laugh about it later. Or did you cross the line? Were you that desperate?

Ron suddenly turned his head to you, with narrowed eyebrows. You felt embarassed, regretting everything in an instant.

"Of course not...not in slightest eh?" you said, wrinkling your nose, laughing nervously, hoping he'd tell you to fuck off or something. But instead,

"I never said that" he replied.

Tension started building in the car. You raised your eyebrows in surprise.

"Come here" Ronnie commanded. You scooched over to the middle seat, slowly.

"No...closer" he said, as he patted the seat closest to him. He sounded firm and certain. Confusion and excitement mixed together, you moved over untill you sat cross legged next to him, your knee lightly brushing against his thigh.

This view was new to you, being this close to a man who was known to be quite dangerous.

"You know..." he began, looking at you, "sometimes...I'd wonder..." you caught your breath when he moved his gaze down, where his hand made contact with the bare skin of your calve "...how it would be like if you and I ever had...-"

"-something? " you completed it for him, "Funny you should say that.." still finding it hard to get over his touch, you strived on "...that was something that crossed my mind..more than a few times" your breath quickening, as you felt his hand moving up to your knee.

Maybe it was his touch or something else completely. But Ronnie Kray suddenly seemed far from unattainable at this point.

With your hand on the seat as support, the leather squeaked as you got up, pulling up your tight skirt. Putting your leg around Ronnie, you straddled his right thigh, your skirt pooled around your waist. Leaning forward, you carefully took off his glasses with both hands, gently placing it next to you, while you held his shoulder with one hand. If Ronnie was known to be unconventional, well that was what you were going to be with him without a doubt. You proceeded to loosen his collar and tie. Placing your hands on his suit, running over his broad chest, you bent over, kissing every inch of his neck with much satisfaction. The low moan that came out of him gave you a strong, throbbing sensation down below.

You felt yourself jump as Ronnie's hand gripped your neck, hard enough to keep you in place, but not so much to strangle. With lips slightly parted, you watched him eye you up and down. Loosening the grip, his hand settled on the top button of your high collar, unbuttoning one and moving down to do others. Impatient and obedient as you were, your hands quickly moved to where his were, unbuttoning your silk shirt in haste, exposing your skin more and more as you stared at him, lips pressed tight. The silence was only cut off by the visible breaths coming out of your heaving chest as Ronnie Kray leaned back to watch you undress. Pulling out the tucked in shirt, you removed the last button. Thankful of your clothing choices today, you unhooked the bra from the front, stretching your shoulders back. Though you were still dressed, the mere exposure of your breasts to the open air made you feel very much naked, especially when he was the one looking. Ronnie leaned forward as you slide closer to him, his strong thigh rubbing against your crotch as you did. Grabbing one of his hands, you opened his index finger, placing it on your lips. Watching you from the corner of your eye, you kissed it softly, taking the time. Guiding his hand to your neck, you allowed his hand to taste the skin of your bare neck then moving to your collarbones. The throbbing grew stronger between your thighs as he took charge, his callused palm feeling his way around your bare breasts.

"You're..." he murmured deeply ,"...quite the fascinating creature Y/N" his eyes glued to your chest as your body winced and reacted to every touch, squeeze and caress. With reddened cheeks, you held on to his shoulders, rocking back and forth, letting your heat create fiction against his thigh. Your movement felt more at rhythm when Ronnie's other hand slithered round your waist, resting on your left buttock, extending his palm around the area, gripping it tight as you kept going.

"Ronnie..." you breathed, "please..." bending down to snatch his lips. But he merely teased you, tilting his chin up, watching you groan in frustration.

"Do you want me to beg?” You whispered angrily, “Is that it? Ro-"

Pulling you close, Ronnie hungrily clashed his lips against yours. Finally.

So sudden yet powerful, it felt like a KO merged in a kiss. You felt as if you were suddenly injected with the strongest drug. So you did not hesitate to let your mouth open as his tongue slid in searching for your very own. This drug of a kiss was strength inducing, you felt brave enough to run your fingers through his neatly combed, slicked back hair, pulling out locks, pulling him further to you, deepening the kiss to depths you've never dove before.

Deliberately pressing your chest against his suit, your nipples remained erect as his crisp shirt and the suit jacket brushed against your exposed naked torso.

"Ronnie!” Your hand rested on his clothed erection, “I want...I want...", quickly unzipping his trousers , you dipped your hand in, releasing soft swears out of Ronnie's lips as you felt him. The level of arousal was so high, you felt completely soaked down south.

"Ron! Leslie's alive...Don’t be cross now”

Teddy's loud voice from the distance shook you both into reality. In a flash, you ducked under the seat, pulling your skirt down, and buttoning up your shirt in seconds.

"Alright.. you’re forgiven...fuckin wanker” Ronnie cried out while he brushed his hair back. You snickered as you slowly got back to your seat. Hoping they didn’t see much.

Sitting next to him, you hurriedly placed a handkerchief over the soaked stain on his trouser leg.

"Sorry about that..." you said quite casually, with a smug look on your face. Ronnie quickly grabbed your hand,

"Your place...tonight" he growled in a low tone.

You shuddered, biting your lower lip, as your thighs pressed together to suppress your arousal. But quickly changed expression as you looked on forward, smiling at Teddy and Leslie.

" I hope you're hungry Y/N" Teddy called out as he started the engine.

"Oh trust me...I'm fucking famished"

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Part 2

Mood for Reggie?

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spoonfulofsexy · 7 years

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Party Like A Stark

Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Part (2/6)

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Summary: Today is your 19th birthday, and you also happen to be Tony Stark’s loved daughter. What’s a better way to celebrate this special day than a party?! All the Avengers and family friends will be there, even your secret crush Spider-Man. You’ve always wanted to meet the famous spiderling, but little did you know you already know him. Your party will definitely be one to remember.

Warnings: still lots of fluff!!

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AN: Guys I’m literal trash ahahah this fic is going to be a bit longer than expected because there’s just so many things that pop in my head !! I mean I love writing this story so much, that’s why it’s so long! I hope you guys don’t mind having to wait longer for the smut!! I don’t know i think it’s worth it because peter is just so precious and I love the reader’s relationship with everyone! well anyway, enjoy!!

You and the crew left the cafe, and Wanda instantly came up to you and wrapped her arm around yours.

“That boy was cuuuuute”, she teased you about Peter.

You tried to hide the blush that crept on your face as you thought of him. “Wanda stooop”, you playfully rolled your eyes.

“What I was just saying what you were thinking”, she said shrugging her shoulders.

Then Pietro felt the need to pick on you, “You mean the boy she practically had heart eyes for.”

You elbowed him in the side, “Shut it, both of you!” But only a few steps later you brought it up again. “Do you think I should’ve got his number?”

“Nah, he looked like a chump”, Nat winked at you as she took a sip of her coffee.

“Yeah, I guess”, you sighed as you guys went into a clothing store.

You guys left the city at 4 and got back to the HQ by 5. Not going to lie you were pretty tired already, which sucked because you had all night to party. When you got home you dropped your shopping bags and went to go look for your dad.

“DAAAAAAAAD”, you shouted for him, but not in an annoying way. “WE’RE BACK!”

“I’m coming pumpkin!”, you could here him down the hall. You were greeted with a big smile and a warm hug. “How was shopping?”

“It was great, but I’m exhausted”, you yawned. “Do you know any energy smoothie recipes?”

“Of course, I do! Want me to make you one?”, he asked.

“Yes, please. Wanna see what I bought?”, you asked with excitement.

“Absolutely”, Tony followed you into your room.

“So I got a few blouses and dresses”, you held up the articles of clothing. “I also got some more work out stuff”, you held up some leggings and tank tops. “I may have bought this cute Spider-Man pillow”, you shamefully held up the 18” tsum tsum pillow.

“You like the Spiderling?”, your father gasped.

“Well, I mean, uh he’s a cool superhero”, you tried to laugh off. “Anyway”, changing the subject, “I bought a cool new journal to put my ideas in and stuff.”

“Oh that’s nice!”, Tony held the vintage looking leather book in his hands. “Cap would like this”, he said to himself.

You got sad at the mention of Uncle Steve, “Is he coming?” You sat next to your dad and rested your head on his shoulder.

Tony sighed and ran a tired hand through his hair, “I don’t know. I left him a message, but it doesn’t look promising.”

The corner of your mouth tugged into a sad frown, and Tony felt bad that you were still upset about Steve leaving. He wrapped a comforting hand around your shoulder and squeezed, “Hey c’mon kiddo, everyone else is coming, even Sam. He’s actually djing!”

You laughed at the idea of Sam being the DJ, “Aw that’s nice of him!”

“Alright, I’ll leave you alone to get ready”, he kissed your head and left your room.

You sighed and fell back into your bed, “Why can’t I get that stupid boy out of my head?”

After laying down on your phone, you figured you should actually get dressed. Your dad came by and dropped off your green smoothie. As you drank you did your hair by just re curling some of you hair and shaking out to look more like an effortless wave. Then you it was time to do makeup. You wiped off your old make up and stared yourself in the mirror and sighed before re-applying foundation and re-doing your eyebrows. Then you contoured your face, did a wing on your eyelids and put fake eyelashes on. Lastly you put on an almost nude light pink lipstick. You gave yourself a pleased smile before getting up to change.

You slid on your woven tulle overlay dress by Selfie Leslie™ that featured a floral embroidered design, a plunging sweetheart neckline, and an A-line silhouette. It was also a very subtle pink color. Then you slid on your white two strap heels and put on a gold choker and necklace.

Now you were officially ready for the party and it was only 6:30! You walked down the hall to Wanda’s room to see how she was doing.

“Hey Wands you ready yet?”, you lightly knocked on her door.

“Yes, you may come in!”, she shouted from the other side of the door.

You opened the door and gasped at how beautiful she looked. “Wanda, you look beautiful!!”, you closed the door behind you.

Wanda wore a black woven maxi dress featuring a smocked off-the-shoulder neckline, tiered crochet short sleeves, drawstring waist, and open-knit crochet panels along the skirt and hem.

Wanda looked at herself again in the mirror, “Do you really think so?”

You came up to her, grabbed her hand and made her do a little spin. “Absolutely!”

“I mean look how gorgeous you look (Y/N)!”, she motioned towards you. You both held each other’s hands and jumped up squealing, “We both look great!!”

“Hey what’s with the squealing?”, Pietro zoomed in wearing a buttoned up dress shirt and perfectly fitting pants.

“Aw Pietro look how handsome you look”, you giggled and pinched his cheeks.

“Enough”, he swatted your hands away. “I am hot”, he adjusted his tie with his head held high.

“Oh, you’re right. My bad Piet”, you winked at Wanda as you got ready to leave. “I’ll see you guys at the party!”, you said before closing the door.

“Well would you look who it is?”, a deep, kind voice said from down the hallway. You spun your head to see who it was.

“STEVE”, you shouted in pure joy.

“Happy birthday, kiddo”, he opened his arms knowing that he was going to be getting a hug.

You ran down the hallway with a huge smile on your face and jumped into his arms. “I can’t believe you came! I didn’t think you would come!” You voice cracked as you fought off the tears.

“I couldn’t miss my little Stark’s birthday party”, he squeezed you tighter before letting you down. “Wow look how pretty your dress is”, Steve complimented.

“Thanks”, you gave him a goofily huge smile and did a spin like a princess.

“Look at the two beautiful human beings”, Sam shouted walking towards you two.

“Hey Sam!!”, you greeted with a wave.

Sam took you two into a hug, “It’s so nice to see you guys again.”

“I know, I really missed having you guys to bother”, you joked making the two laugh.

“Are you ready to dance your butt off tonight?”, Sam asked as the three of you walked to the living room where the party would be held.

“Um, you know it!”, you gave a little sampler dance for the two.

The place looked amazing! The Dj stage and karaoke was set up in front of the large wall of windows. The lights were set low while some colored lights flashed off to the sides. There was a large table of food and a bar for the adults. There were silver streamers that glistened and shined everywhere and some pieces of silver confetti already spread across the floor. Your dad also added a little disco ball that hung from the balcony.

Some people have already arrived so you went around greeting and thanking your guests for coming. Sam went up to start playing music. The first song he played for you was Worth It by Fifth Harmony which was always a jam.

It was 7:15 and your dad, Happy, and Peter were rolling up to the HQ. Tony put an arm around Peter’s shoulder as Peter was in awe by how awesome it looked at night.

“Cool isn’t it?”, Tony asked.

“Yeah, definitely Mr.Stark”, he said completely starstruck.

“Alright before we get out of the car, I need to have a talk with you”, Tony went into dad mode.

“Oh o-okay, about what?”, Peter asked nervously.

“I know this will be the first time you meet my little pumpkin, and yes she is beautiful”, Tony looked Peter down.

“Well-”, Peter tried to stop where this was going.

“Hey, don’t interrupt me while I’m giving you the talk”, your dad put up a finger. Peter instantly zipped his lips, accepting the position he was in. “(Y/N) is off limits. She already has a crush on Spider-Man”, he muttered.

“She has a crush on me?!”, Peter said in shock.

“No, Spider-Man”, Tony corrected.

“But I’m-”, Peter tried to say but Tony interrupted him.

“I know! I know, you’re Spider-Man. Just try to keep the flirting on the low”, Tony ran a hand over his face. “Or at least don’t do it in front of me.”

“Yes, sir”, Peter said.

“I know she is an adult and can make whatever decisions she wants, but she’s still a kid in my eyes”, Tony stared at the building watching people dancing from the window. “Anyway let’s go party, yeah?”, Tony patted Peter on the shoulder one last time before getting out of the car.

Peter didn’t even know what to think. (Y/N) freaking Stark had a crush on Spider-Man. But she’s also Tony’s daughter, which would make things awkward, right?

Tony led him through the Avenger’s HQ, and the music playing echoed throughout the building.

Partition by Beyonce was playing, while you and Wanda jokingly danced against each other as you sang to the song.

Then Sam announced over the mic, “HEY TONY STARK IN THE HOUSE!”, Everyone cheered and looked at your father and Peter…… WAIT PETER?

“Oh my gosh, is that the boy from today?”, Wanda shouted over the music at you.

“Did you tell my dad?!”, you looked at her suspiciously. You looked back at your dad who was waving at you and motioning for you to come over.

“Hey daaaad”, you smiled and hugged him, but never breaking eye contact with Peter.

“Hey sweetie, you look beautiful”, he kissed your temple. “So I know how you’ve been bugging me to meet Spider-Man, so I invited him to your party”, your dad presented Peter to you.

“Peter is Spider-Man?!”, your eyebrows rose up in shock.

“Wai-wait how do you know his name is Peter, I didn’t even-”, you cut your dad off.

“I met him while shopping today, I liked his science pun shirt!”, you said in disbelief.

“Oh, uh well I guess I’ll go greet the guest then”, Tony awkwardly left, but you grabbed his arm before you lost him in the crowd.

“Oh wait, dad, Steve is here. I think you should talk.” You could see something in your dad’s eyes change.

“Alright, thank you”, with that your dad walked towards his old friend.

You turned around and awkwardly rubbed the back of your head as Tambourine by Eve played in the background. “So uh, thanks for coming to my party.”

Peter put his hands on his hips. “Yeah it’s no problem”, he let out a large sigh of relief.

There was an awkward silence that fell between the two of you. Trying to make things a little better you said, “So wanna go dance, Spidey?”

“I can’t really-”, Peter tried to decline but you dragged him out to where Wanda and Pietro were.

“Hey guys”, you greeted your two best friends. “So this is Peter, aka Spider-Man.”

“You mean the guy you were crushing on is also the superhero you’re crushing on?!”, Pietro said shocked.

Wanda shoved him away, “Shut up, you big mouth.” Then she put on a smile and an outstretched hand to Peter, “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Wanda, and that’s my awful twin Pietro.”

Peter laughed but was also blushing so hard at what Pietro said. He took Wanda’s hand, “It’s nice to meet you.”

“They’re the Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver”, you said loud enough for him to hear.

“Woooooooaaah”, Peter said in awe.

Suddenly, the song changed to Despacito.

“Oh my god this is my jam!”, both you and Peter said at the same time. You both looked at each for a second, but then you grabbed his hands to dance.

¡Oh! Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan Sólo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso (oh, yeah!) Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro

You both sang a long perfectly to the lyrics, while attempting the salsa. You laughed as you tried to keep up with how well Peter could salsa.

Despacito Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito Deja que te diga cosas al oído Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo Despacito Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito (Sube, sube, sube Sube, sube)

“Peter how are you so good at dancing?!”, you shouted over the music.

“I don’t know, I guess it’s from all the dancing with my Aunt when I was younger!”, he laughed. He led the two of you in the dance. You tried so hard not to watch your feet, but before you even realized it there you were looking at your painted toe nails. Suddenly you felt a hand under your chin, making you lift your head up. “Here, just look at me. It’s harder when you look down”, Peter said in the most innocent way.

Your face had to be cherry red, but you did what he said so you didn’t mess up.

The whole time you both were filled with laughter as you tried not to break eye contact with his dark chocolate colored eyes. By the end of the dance you were out of breath and all sweaty.

“Geez Peter, you really know how to show a girl a good time”, you winked as you both went over to get drinks. This night was just getting started.

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