#Kanthony smut

[ladykettlechips]

I dropped a new fic early hours this morning, one that includes a bit of a bratty Kate and one grumpy Anthony who just so happen to be housemates...

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Title: Don't Get Shirty (with me)

Rating: E (Explicit)

Summary: Much to the annoyance of her grumpy housemate, Kate has a habit of stealing the expensive dress shirts that Anthony wears daily, simply to annoy him.

Of course, such inappropriate actions will eventually lead to inappropriate consequences.

OR

The random shirt AU I couldn't get out of my head, so now you have to suffer alongside me.

Enjooooy ;)

[silverhallow]

Best Laid Plans

pairing: Anthony Bridgerton x Kate Sharma

summary: As Maid of Honour and Best Man, Kate and Anthony have been struggling to get on...

Sophie's idea was to send them into the wilderness on a hike to make them at least stop sniping and bickering with one another...

Sophie knows her future brother-in-law and Best Friend well enough to know that forcing them to talk and not avoid one another, their preferred method of dealing with each other...

So what happens when the Best Laid Plans really do come to pass...

warnings: Enemies to Lovers, Hiking, Outdoor Sex, Platonic Cuddling, Smut, Vaginal Fingering, Sex on a Car, Bickering, Forced Proximity,

word count: 5607 words

author's note: this was a fic formerly on ao3. It’s an mature fic. So Minors DNI

"I've never known anyone so uncoordinated in all my life." Anthony laughed as he gripped the handle on the top of Kate's backpack. "You're hopeless," he said, dragging her none-too-gently onto the boulder where he'd spent the last five minutes waiting for her.

"Oh, fuck off." Kate gained her footing and shoved his hand off her, annoyed by the way everything physical came so easily to him. She turned her back on him and stood facing the valley below, taking in the peaceful scenery so at odds with the tension inside her.

She'd pulled her black hair into a ponytail; the cool breeze whipped the ends and rippled across her Nirvana t-shirt while she mentally cursed her best friend for putting her in this situation.

"I've heard unrequited love often makes women a bit testy. Now I know it's true."

She sneaked a glance at him and snorted in spite of herself. "You wish." Kate pulled her water bottle from the side pocket of her bag and popped the top, tilting it to her mouth to take a drink.

He moved in beside her and bumped her shoulder, causing her to lose her grip and send water dribbling down her chin. Kate shot him a lethal glare. She caught the droplets and wiped her damp fingers on her shorts. "You did that on purpose."

His mouth tilted in a half-smile and he turned the full weight of his striking brown eyes on her. "I need to make my own fun. In case you haven't noticed you're shitty company."

"I'm normally delightful, Trust me, it's you , not me." Kate watched as the afternoon sun played across his features, wishing he'd at least show some sign he was as tired as her. The breeze ruffled his dark hair and his skin glowed with a light sheen of perspiration. He wore khaki shorts and the straps on his backpack stretched his navy top across his chest. Her slim figure and curved features always made her feel insignificant standing next to him. She continuously tried to make up for it with a healthy dose of attitude.

"I've never seen you as anything other than a smartass," he said.

"That's because you're always around at the time." She slipped her bottle into her backpack. "You bring out the worst in me."

"Is this a sexual tension thing? If I let you get into my pants will it help improve your mood?" Anthony lifted his arms above his head and his eyes remained on her while he indulged in a leisurely stretch.

"Hmm...no. There are things I want to do to you but none of them would be enjoyable… well not for you, anyway." She hated the fact that she couldn't stop her attention from drifting to the enticing vision of a flat, taut belly revealed by his raised top. Her eyes followed the trail of dark hair from his navel to the waistband of his low-slung shorts.

A deep chuckle brought her gaze back to his and she had to steel herself against the humour his knowing smile stirred inside her. "Just checking," he said. "I'll take one for the team if I have to. Keep that in mind."

She rolled her eyes and tried to decide which would be more painful, diving into the valley below or spending another three hours with him. "I honestly don't think I can take any more of this."

"Blame your best friend," he said, dropping his arms to his side. "She's the one playing the peacemaker."

"All the stress of planning the wedding must have finally driven her insane. Anyone can see you and I are never going to get along." Her best friend Sophie began seeing Anthony's younger brother Benedict two years ago, becoming engaged to him twelve months later. As the maid of honour at their wedding next week, Kate had been paired with the best man. Two guesses who that happened to be.

Sophie decided a spur-of-the-moment bonding session in the mountains was just what Kate and Anthony needed to end the hostility between them because she was not having the sniping ruin her wedding day and there wasn’t much either would do for Sophie so they had agreed despite neither wanting to. However, so far the idea was turning out to be a complete flop.

Kate couldn't stop sniping at him and he hadn't even tried to hold back from needling her during the two hours they'd already spent together.

"Aw, don't say 'never'." He rested his arm across her shoulder and pulled her in against his side. "We'll be BFFs after this, I just know it."

Kate pressed her lips together and tried to keep a straight face. She pushed his arm off her and took a deep breath, forging ahead in an effort to hide her amusement. Anthony only let her take the lead for a few minutes before he gripped her shoulders and physically moved her aside so he could pass through. She sighed and tried to focus on the scenery to take her mind off her predicament.

Her pack was a heavy burden at her shoulders, blisters had formed on her toes and sweat trickled down her spine. The trail grew denser and the terrain more challenging the deeper they hiked into the mountains. They hadn't passed a single person on their journey which only served to make her feel even more isolated. In normal circumstances she had a lot of patience, but her control began to slip as the minutes ticked by and her exhaustion grew.

She continued her verbal jousting with Anthony, becoming more personal and less tactful as the hike progressed. The main problem she faced was that her behaviour appeared to annoy her more than it did him. Sometimes he'd reply with a witty comeback and other times she'd notice his shoulders moving in a silent laugh as he turned his head away from her.

Kate was twenty-two and Anthony twenty-four when they were first introduced to each other at a barbeque thrown by his parents. The intention had been to bring the families together since Sophie and Benedict were beginning to get serious. Sophie had no other family save for Kate who had been her best friend since she was 12 and had been by her side through her father’s divorce from Sophie’s wicked step-mother and then her father’s death four years earlier.

From the Kate and Anthony had met, sparks had flown between them, sometimes driven by attraction but more often annoyance. Eighteen months later nothing had really changed but neither of them had tried all that hard to improve their situation either. Up until now their usual method of dealing with the tension had been avoidance, which really didn't solve anything.

Kate released a loud breath and shook her head, knowing what needed to be done. There was nothing like an over-long hike in the fresh mountain air to help bring some clarity to your thinking. For the sake of her best friend’s happiness on the big day she had to put more effort into being less...abrasive toward Anthony.

Over an hour later they reached a clearing and Anthony slipped his arms from his backpack, letting it drop to the ground. He rested against a rock and pulled in air. Kate wanted to cheer with relief as she slid free from her pack to join him. Even though it was the middle of autumn and the days had begun to cool she felt unusually warm.

A smile hovered at his mouth as he glanced at her. "I only stopped so I could take a break from listening to you wheeze."

Kate moved in beside him to share the rock. She let out a breathless laugh, too tired to fight with him. "I'd kiss you in gratitude if I didn't think you'd hurt me." She stared at the tree-filled landscape, listening to the wind rustle through the leaves while she braced herself for his reply. When the silence stretched on her gaze shifted to him. "Why so quiet?" she asked. "No more digs?"

Anthony's body remained facing straight ahead; only his eyes slid in her direction. "We need to stop that."

She threw a furtive glance his way. "I've been thinking the same thing."

"It's going to take a lot of effort, more on your part than mine."

She hummed her agreement, the humour in his tone making her smile. Kate soaked up the silence with him for a while, losing herself in her thoughts. She couldn't imagine what it would be like being friends with him now, they'd spent too long as...she didn't even know what to call the relationship they currently shared. Maybe a truce was the easiest option.

"Say something nice to me," she finally said, wanting to test him. "I bet you can't even come up with one thing."

He pushed off the rock and took a couple of steps away, turning to face her once he'd put some distance between them. He appeared to be thinking it over but it didn't take him too long to find an answer. "All right," he said, "even though you dress like a sixteen-year-old skater chick I can tell there's a hot body hidden somewhere under there."

She shifted gravel around with the toe of her sneaker and hid her amusement. "Wow, thanks. I guess a backhanded compliment is better than nothing at all." Kate looked up at him, deciding to have a try at this nice thing herself. "I like you’re erm… that bit," she said pointing to the area between his navel and waistband.

"This?" he asked, lifting the hem of his top. She kept her mouth shut and nodded, not trusting herself to speak. He let his top fall back into place and said, "Okay, I'll admit I also find your sense of humour entertaining."

Kate bit the inside of her cheek, enjoying herself. She wanted to draw the moment out even longer but figured she'd be pushing her luck. "I think you're annoyingly funny sometimes, too," she finally relented.

He laughed as he bent to pick up her backpack. "Thanks. That's more than enough for one day. Let's keep moving before I get all emotional." He helped her slip into her straps, the gesture so considerate it left her feeling unsure how to respond. She made the wisest decision and just offered a simple thank you. When he'd shouldered his own pack he tugged her ponytail, a reminder they weren't quite friends yet, and headed off to begin the rest of their journey.

Kate stood there for a while longer, feeling hopeful about this new development. A sense of warmth had begun to develop between them that she'd never experienced with him before now. Maybe Sophie had been right and spending time in a situation where they couldn't avoid each other was just what they needed. She'd have to keep an open mind about it all and see where it headed.

His movements distracted her from her thoughts. Kate's gaze lowered to his legs and she watched him walk, taking note of the way the muscles shifted beneath his smooth tanned skin. His shorts were just tight enough for her to get a decent rear view and once she'd set eyes on him she couldn't look away.

"You have a nice ass!" she yelled out before she could stop herself.

Anthony lifted his arm, did a fist pump above his head and kept trudging on.

"So that's it, then." Kate shoved her backpack into the trunk of her car and lowered the lid. Sophie had urged them to travel in one vehicle but there's only been so much togetherness they were willing to tolerate. Anthony drove himself here and parked alongside her in what was now an otherwise empty lot.

Having already stowed his bag he stood with her between their cars to say goodbye. His hands were splayed low on his hips and he regarded her with a friendlier expression than she'd grown used to expecting from him. "Yep. It didn't turn out too badly after all," he said.

Her mouth curved with a hesitant smile. "You're actually an okay person once you stop trying to be so irritating."

He chuckled as he looked her over. "And you're pretty good company when you're too tired to speak."

She huffed out a laugh and looked away, surprised by how much easier it was to be around him. The last few hours had opened her eyes to the man hidden beneath the antagonistic exterior and Kate had to reluctantly admit she liked what she'd discovered. "I hope everything's going to be okay between us at the wedding now," she said, meeting his eyes.

Anthony leaned past her to open the driver's side door, resting his arm along the top edge. "If we can manage to find some tape for your mouth to match the colour of your dress I think we'll be fine."

She laughed and gave him a playful shove. "I was being serious."

"Hey." He let go of the door and grabbed her wrists in defence, holding her at bay. "So was I."

His patient amusement and the feel of his warm fingers on her skin encouraged a twinge of something intimate and unexpected inside her. She stared at him while he held her, not sure whether she wanted him to pull her closer or release her. Going by the expression on his face she guessed similar thoughts were whirling around in his mind. "I'm done attacking you," she said, reminding him that he still held her.

"I know. I'm not letting you go just yet." Anthony kept his eyes on her while he tugged her slowly toward him. "I want to show you something."

Kate's gaze narrowed. "What?"

"Relax. Stop looking at me like I'm going to hurt you." A sliver of space separated their bodies. She could feel the heat emanating from him. "Benedict and I used to beat the crap out of each other when we were younger, as did the rest of our siblings" he said. "Our mother always stopped the fighting and made us hug, her theory being that you can't be angry at someone when you're hugging them."

"Your mother's a hippy. I'm not getting all cuddly with you." Kate teased

The sound that came from him was somewhere between a laugh and a growl. "Let’s just Try it, Kate. You can Give me hell later if it doesn't work."

Anthony released her wrists and slid his hands slowly over the curve of her shoulders. He watched her while he touched her, somehow making the connection more personal. She shivered and before she could take a bracing breath he drew her into his arms, wrapping her up in a hug so tight, so comforting, that she actually sighed.

Kate sank into the moment and turned her head to rest her cheek against his chest. Her arms came up to encircle his waist and she held him, immersing herself in his strength and warmth. His heart beat strong and steadily beneath her cheek, his chin resting on the top of her head while he kept her close. She had no idea how long they stood there like that but the feel of his palm stroking her spine, squeezing the back of her neck before it slid down again, felt so good she didn't want him to let her go.

She could've sworn he placed a soft kiss on her hair before he eventually clasped her arms to pull her back from him. The separation made her want to cry out in protest. Kate looked up at him, still dazed by the contact.

"Do you feel like arguing with me?" he asked, sweeping his thumbs over her shoulders.

She moistened her lower lip and shook her head, overwhelmed by the tenderness of the moment. Kate felt like doing something but it had nothing to do with arguing. "I take it back. She was right." Her body swayed toward him of its own accord. She laughed, uncomfortable with her needs but unwilling to give up the opportunity for more. "You're good at that. I want another one," she said.

A look of amusement passed over his features and he tugged her back into his arms without even questioning her request. She surprised herself by hugging him tightly and rubbing her cheek against his chest, soaking up the solid heat of him. His hands warmed her back, his fingers flexing against her muscles in a rubbing, massaging motion that had her closing her eyes to savour the touch. Kate's own palms moved tentatively over his spine, stroking, soothing.

He located a sore muscle just above her shoulder blade and she arched her back, pressing her body closer. She heard and felt the groan that travelled through him; a responding tingle of excitement hit her deep in her belly. Even though she'd always found him physically attractive she hadn't been able to see him as anything other than just the annoying brother of her best friend’s boyfriend. Now she could barely remember what it was about him that had rubbed her up the wrong way.

Anthony dipped his head and left a soft kiss on her temple. He kept her snugly against him with one arm while his other hand tilted her chin. She clutched his waist and held her breath as she gazed up at him, wondering what she'd find in his expression.

His brown eyes were intense as they met hers, his jaw clenched while he looked her over. His thumb swept across her lower lip and his mouth tilted in the slightest of smiles. He leaned closer and said in a low voice, "If I knew in the beginning all you needed was one good...hug to make you more agreeable, I would've done it when I first met you."

Kate scowled at him while trying to hide her smile. Just because there was a chance he might be right didn't mean she wanted him getting ahead of himself. "You think you can shut me up with a hug?"

"I doubt that'll keep you quiet. This will, though." His hand curved around her neck and he pulled her up on her toes to press his mouth to hers.

Her eyes closed and a sigh rippled through her. She grasped his t-shirt and held on. Her heart thudded and her stomach plummeted at the suddenness of it all. One thought filled her mind in that moment: Oh, God...Finally... Finally .

The kiss started out slow, his warm, firm lips coaxing hers to respond. She let him pull her along with him, opening her mouth to accept the silky invasion of his tongue. Just the tip flicked over hers then retreated, his hands resuming their arousing caresses up and down her back.

Kate trembled with a quick shiver, flattening her palms against his chest. She no longer noticed the chill in the air, the tiredness in her bones. Her mind focused entirely on Anthony, still reeling at their change in circumstances. She leaned into him. A moan came from her as her arms slid around his neck and her tongue thrust against his. The connection went deeper, the kiss turned wilder. His hands supported her while his mouth took control, guiding, arousing. She couldn't get close enough. The urge came over her to climb his body and clamp her legs at his waist.

Anthony's fingers wrapped around her ponytail and he broke the kiss to tug her head back. His lips moved over her exposed throat, flicking his tongue here, sucking lightly there and driving her to the point where she wanted to beg him for more. He dipped his tongue into the hollow at the base of her throat and her mouth dropped open. She let out a sigh, neediness growing inside her until it took on a life of its own. She sank her hands into his hair and pulled him up so she could bring his mouth back to hers.

"You're a good hugger," she said breathlessly, brushing her lips over his, "and a good kisser. That mouth...I knew you would be."

His teeth nibbled her earlobe while he gripped her ass and pulled her against him. "Wanna see something else I do well?" he asked.

Although she heard the humour in his voice his erection was impossible to miss. She knew the offer was a serious one. Desire rolled through her and she laughed when she least expected to want to laugh. "Yeah."

A husky chuckle vibrated against her throat. "Here?"

Kate's eyes flickered open, sweeping over their surroundings. They were still alone. At this late hour no one would be starting out on a hike. "Yeah," she repeated.

He groaned and took her mouth again, one hand cradling the back of her head while the other squeezed her ass, grinding her against his erection. He was hard... so hard. She slipped her hand between their bodies and stroked him, her fingertips running along his rigid length. He growled and his tongue swept over hers, his hands growing more demanding. She massaged his cock, wanting to feel his silky skin without any barriers, to find out what it was like to have him, the last man she'd ever expected to actually be with in this way, thrusting inside her, filling her, making her come.

Anthony pulled his mouth from hers and spent one breath-stealing second looking into her eyes then he turned her and closed the door, pressing her against the car. She'd expected him to drag her into the back seat, now her stomach churned in anticipation. Kate closed her eyes as his hands slipped under her t-shirt and smoothed over her ribs, roaming upwards to enclose her breasts. She let out a harsh breath, her ass pushing back against him. His hands kneaded her flesh, his thumbs slowly sweeping over her hardened nipples.

Anthony leaned down and kissed the back of her neck. His fingers tugged the cups of her bra down, shoving them under her breasts. He teased her nipple with one hand, the other drifting over her stomach to work on the button at the waistband of her shorts.

He released the catch and dipped his hand inside, slipping his fingers under her panties to discover her wet warmth. The rapid change in movement and the confidence behind his touch had her heart pounding. She pushed back even harder and let out a whimper, needing to feel his cock.

"Fuck, Kate, you're so wet." Anthony clasped her breast, teasing her nipple while his fingertips stroked her pussy.

"I need you," she said. "I need..." She dragged in a breath and leaned her forehead on the car, the cool metal a stark contrast to her flushed skin.

His hand released her breast and he grabbed the hem of her top. "Get rid of this," he said.

Kate straightened and tore her t-shirt from her body, dropping it beside her. The haze of desire had her barely able to comprehend what was happening between them. She'd started the day arguing with him and now he had her pinned against her car with her top off and his hand in her panties. "Inside me," she said. "Put your cock inside me."

He groaned and gripped the back of her shorts. "Not yet." He yanked them down with her panties until both dropped freely to her ankles. She only had a moment to feel exposed before he shocked her again by pushing his hand between her thighs. His fingers slipped into her pussy from behind while his other hand teased her clit from the front.

"Anthony!" Her hips jerked and a husky moan tore from her. Her body wanted to push back against one hand and buck forward against the other. His wrist nestled between her legs, his fingers driving slowly into her. Her eyes clenched shut and she felt him kiss her throat. The cool breeze caressed her bare skin.

He circled her clit, teasing and massaging, his strokes firm and thorough. His fingers kept steadily pumping, lifting her to her toes with the pleasure they brought to her. He surrounded her, overwhelmed her. She could smell his clean sweat...feel his strength. He aroused her beyond control.

Kate pressed her palms to the roof of her car, needing to hang on to something, anything. Her eyes flickered open and she focused on his reflection in the glass. His mouth moved to her jaw where he left soft, damp kisses on her skin.

"I'm going to make you come," he said, his voice a low rumble beside her ear. "Then I'm going to fuck you hard...right here...outside...where anyone could see you." He timed his words with the thrust of his fingers, each pump growing in intensity until he had her begging for release.

She lowered one hand to her breast, cupping her flesh, rubbing her nipple. He massaged her clit, caressing the sensitive bud until she just couldn't take any more. Her hips moved back again and again to meet the slide of his fingers. She bent her head and sucked in air as it came over her. Her body shuddered and her hips lifted from his hand. She moaned, losing herself in the moment until she finally closed her eyes and cried out, "Anthony. Oh...my God!"

She nearly collapsed but his arm wrapped around her. Kate relaxed against him, letting him take her weight as her body shook with the last of her tremors. He groaned and kissed her cheek, his lips lingering. "You might be a pain in the ass but you're an unbelievably sexy pain in the ass."

She managed a smile; she would have laughed if she still had her wits about her. Kate leaned her head on his shoulder and felt his fingers leave her. He kissed her jaw and moved behind her. A few seconds later the sound of a zipper filled the silence and a new wave of desire crashed through her.

She closed her eyes, tilting her hips backwards to welcome the thick glide of his cock. He sank inside her, filling her, letting out a deep sigh as she took him in. His hips rested against her then he drew back and plunged inside her again. "Ohhh...that feels..." Kate tried to put the words together but they wouldn't come. "I can't even speak."

Anthony slipped one arm across the front of her hips, keeping her right where he wanted her. His other hand gathered her wrists together and rested them on the roof of her car. Her breasts flattened against the glass. He leaned on her back, his thrusts gaining intensity. Kate felt his harsh breaths on her neck, the flex of his fingertips digging into her hip. The sensations were almost too much but she didn't want him to stop. She wanted the closeness between them to continue on...and on.

His hold on her tightened as his cock plunged inside her. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her cheek, her throat, his mouth hot and damp on her skin. "Kate," he said, his deep voice sounding breathless beside her ear. "Kate."

Her eyes drifted open. The way he spoke her name made her stomach flutter. He drove into her so hard that she cried out with every thrust. He kept up the pace for so long that his stamina left her breathless. She braced herself for something that seemed just out of reach but then without warning it came over her again. Her muscles tensed as it hit her in a rush. She pulsed deep inside, her stomach clenching, her thighs clamping around him. A low scream came from her and she quivered in his arms.

Anthony gave her a squeeze and let go of her wrists. He cupped her breast, holding her while his thrusts slowed to a deep grind. Kate rested her palm over his hand, whispering unintelligible words. He pressed his lips to her cheek and let out a long, shuddering breath as he came inside her.

The only sounds for a while were the wind rustling through the trees and the distant call of a flock of birds. The afternoon had begun to slip into early evening, the shadows lengthening across the ground. Neither of them spoke as he withdrew from her and tucked himself back into his shorts. Kate felt exposed now the urgency had passed, the cold air sending a shiver through her. She pulled up the cups of her bra and busied herself redressing, trying not to think too much about whether or not she'd get the opportunity to do this again with him. Now she'd experienced a taste of him; it only made her want more, much more.

She finally looked up only to discover Anthony standing there with his hands in his pockets, watching her with an amused expression. "You're overthinking this now, aren't you," he said.

"No, I'm not." Kate smiled at him, refusing to let on what had been going through her mind just now. "I'm wondering how you're going to go about telling my best friend you seduced me and took advantage of me."

His eyes glimmered with humour as he looked her over. "Some things are best kept quiet. I'd hate to stress out the bride. She has enough to worry about." He dipped his head and pressed his lips to hers, silencing her with a deep leisurely kiss. When he eventually pulled away the sweetness of it had her leaning forward for more. He smiled and kissed her again, slipping a hand from his pocket to curve around her neck. This time when he broke the contact he rested his forehead against hers. "I'm giving you fair warning we'll be doing this again soon ...and if you say no I have my ways of convincing you to change your mind."

Kate bit her lip to try to contain the happiness that wanted to break free. Despite everything that had occurred between them she still couldn't resist the temptation to stir him up a little. "No," she said, her smile issuing a challenge she knew he'd take on.

~*~

Kate stood with the other guests and watched as Benedict led Sophie through the bridal waltz, the vision of them together under the subtle lighting one of the most romantic she'd ever seen. Sophie looked stunning in her strapless white dress with diamonds sparkling at her neck, her blonde hair arranged in a bun. Benedict made a handsome figure with his dark hair and charcoal suit. Neither of them could take their eyes off each other.

The wedding and the reception had turned out to be perfect. Everything fell into place just as Kate had expected it would under the supervision of her well-organised best friend. Even the weather had cooperated.

She heard the DJ interrupt the music to announce the best man and maid of honour would now be joining the happy couple on the floor. Just as Kate turned her head to search for Anthony he appeared at her side and held his elbow out for her. No matter how many times she'd seen him today dressed in his suit and crisp white shirt, he still took her breath away. She smiled up at him and linked her arm through his, following him out to the middle of the dance floor.

He took her in his arms, gazing down at her as they danced. The intimacy in his expression would be impossible to miss for anyone who happened to be watching them. Kate had given up trying to hide the developing relationship between them now the formalities of the day were over. She'd chosen to just enjoy it for what it was and try not to think too far ahead. They'd spent every night together this past week and the passion they shared in the parking lot had turned out to only be a hint of what was to come.

"I like you in a dress," he said as he turned with her in his arms.

Kate wore a strapless berry-coloured gown and her hair had been styled similar to Sophie's, sitting off to the side in a low, intricate bun. "So you've said about a hundred times. I like you in a suit but that's not going to happen every day either."

He raised his brows and gave her a once over. "So this is the first and last time I'll ever see your legs, apart from when we're..."

Her eyes widened and she spoke to him in a loud whisper. "Oh, my God. Don't talk to me like that in front of everyone. They're all watching!"

"What?" Anthony stared at her as if she'd taken him all wrong. He kept his voice low as he continued on. "You have a dirty mind. That was completely innocent. I was just going to say 'when we're fucking'."

Kate tipped her head back and laughed, her body swaying toward him. He pulled her closer, wrapping her up in his arms. Even though they were surrounded by family and friends and supposed to still be dancing Anthony had a way about him that made her get all caught up in his world and forget about what was going on around her.

He dipped her in his arms, leaning down to press his lips to her throat. She closed her eyes and smiled, realising she couldn't think of anywhere she'd rather be in that moment

[laremsworld]

Did you guys know that Benedict is totally his mummy‘s boy in the books?

He‘s the one caring for Violet the most - Anthony might‘ve been his daddy‘s boy, but Benedict is Violet‘s son through and through.

He‘s initially the first (and almost only) sibling who directly asks his mum about what to do about his feelings. The other ones more or less talk to another sibling first. He‘s the one who insists on naming his daughter after his mother - and by that time his daughter is born Daphne, Anthony, Colin and I think even Eloise already have daughters. He‘s the first one to think about it.

While all his other siblings kind of move out to places far away from home (I mean the girls don‘t really have choice though), his bachelor apartement is literally five minutes of walking away from his mum and he makes sure to check on his mother regularly. Even after marrying and moving to the countryside he‘s like „but don‘t worry Mother, you can and will stay with us as often as you want to.“

He showers here in compliments like „it is an honour to be your son“ and „thank you for everything. I truly love you.“

In the show Benedict didn‘t even had one moment or real conversation with Violet… they really didn‘t just switch Benedict and Colin‘s season, they did switch their characters, too. In the TV show it is Colin who is Violet‘s son.

[kennarose1108]

Anthony Bridgerton x Reader !CHILDHOOD ENIMES! !PART 4!

ANTHONY'S POV

She looked so stunning... Standing there nervous with her breathing heavy and staring up at him.

He saw the innocent stare on her face and he wanted nothing more but to ruin that innocence and take her as his own...

But he was a gentleman.

He couldn't just do that.

So he leaned in but stopped about an inch away. "Wh... What are you doing?" She asks him again. Anthony's other hand trailed down her arm and slowly pulled off her glove. He dropped it to the floor when it was removed he took her hand in his. "You feel it too don't you...?" He whispers.

"That feeling... The one of desire..." He whispers, his lips barely away from yours. "I could teach you so many things..." He says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Anthony... We can't..."

"Oh, but we must..." Anthony whispers right after you.

"If you don't feel the same tell me now and I'll walk away..." He says. He could tell she was at a loss for words at first before she let out a shaky breath, "I do not know what I feel..." She murmured. His fingers intertwined with hers.

God... Her bare skin felt so good against his... He wanted to touch every inch of your skin... He wanted to taste every inch of your skin.

"Tell me... Tell me how you feel. Just think about it for a moment... About the feelings you have." He says while rubbing his thumb gently over her knuckles. "Anthony w-we really... Can't." She whispers. Anthony stares at her momentarily, just taking in her scent, looks, aura... Everything. He wanted her fully in his memory before he did something that took all his strength to do...

He pulled away.

He let his fingertips leave her skin and he takes a step back. "I understand..." He nods and looks down. "No Anthony it's not... It's not like that, please... Just... It's too complicated." She says, clearly nervous and slightly desperate for him to understand. And he did. He did understand.

He nods again and looks up at her, "I understand Y/N. I am a gentleman. I will not force you to do something you are not comfortable doing." He says with a soft smile.

"It's not that I..." She starts but stops herself. There was a moment of silence between the two, them just staring at one another and both contemplating on what to do next. Finally, Anthony spoke up, "Let's go back to the carriage." He says while shrugging off his jacket. "Here, we'll have to run." He says with a smirk while giving her his jacket. She took it and raised it over her head to shield herself from the rain as they both ran back to the carriage. The carriage ride home was silent other than her telling him to take her straight home.

Once they got to her home she went to hand him her jacket but Anthony put his hand up to stop her, "Keep it for now. Use it to get inside the house. I'm sure we'll be seeing one another again sweetheart." He says with a wink. She blushes slightly but doesn't say anything before leaving the carriage.

Anthony watched as she quickly ran inside her home and he sighed. He wanted her so badly... But he couldn't have her. Not yet anyway.

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A couple of weeks went by and Anthony had done his best to try and ignore her and ignore his feelings and focus on Kate. He got fitted for a tux, and they picked out a wedding cake flavor and where to have the wedding.

But the thought of her still lingered in his mind...

And now tonight was another ball and he knew he'd be seeing her again... He swallowed his pride and went to the ball. Anthony and Kate entered the ball arm-in-arm with big smiles on their faces... That was until he saw her.

She looked stunning, as always, but she looked upset. She was sitting by herself and looking at the people dancing... She seemed to not want to be there.

After a few minutes, Anthony peeled away from Kate walked over to her, and sat beside her. "For such a stunning lady you surely do have such a sad frown," Anthony says. She turns her head and glares at him and he chuckles softly, "And such a piercing glare..." He murmurs under his breath.

She turns away and sighs, "My mother has been on me for days... And because I've been avoiding her and her suitors none want to court me anymore. So now she's on me even more." Her gaze fell down as she spoke. "I just wish to be free... Is that too much to ask?" She says while turning her head towards him. He could see tears in her eyes and it broke his heart.

He wanted nothing more but to pull her into his arms and tell her everything was going to be alright... But he couldn't. Not here at least.

"Would you like to take a stroll with me in the garden? To get away?" Anthony suggests. "I don't think that's allowed..." She says but she was clearly intrigued by this idea. "Who cares?" Anthony chuckles. He then stands up and holds his arm out to her, "I would enjoy your company." He says with a smile. She hesitates before taking his arm. He leads her out into the garden and they walk around in the dimly lit garden arm-in-arm and just in silence.

It was a comfortable silence. But finally, Anthony decided to speak up, "I know you hate getting dressed up... But you truly look beautiful." Anthony says with a charming smile. She smiles back, "Thank you..." She says.

Anthony then clears his throat, "I would like to apologize for my actions a few weeks ago." They both stop as he continues, "It was ungentlemanly and I shouldn't have been so forceful on you..." Anthony says. She shakes her head, "Anthony... I told you that's not what I meant by we can't I..." She says before sighing.

"Listen... I just... I don't understand my own feelings and I don't want to ruin anything with you and your fiancé..." She explains. "Y/N... I won't shy away from my feelings." Anthony says while pulling his arm out of her grip.

"I want you." He says. She shakes her head, "No... You can't." He steps forward, "Oh, but I can." He says, his arm snaking around her waist. "I know you feel the same... The way your breath hitches when we touch, the way your face blushes when I do a kind gesture for you... I know you feel the same." He says, repeating himself at the last part.

"It doesn't matter what I feel..." She says with a heavy breath. "To me it does..." He whispers, his lips just inching towards hers.

But then a bush rustled near them causing her to gasp and both of them turned to the sound. But, luckily, it was just a bunny running through a bush. She lets out a sigh of relief and pulls back. "Anthony... This is wrong... W-We can't..." She says while shaking her head. "We cannot deny our feelings for one another..." Anthony says and she sighs and turns to walk away. He quickly follows after her.

He calls her but she ignores him as they walk back into the ball, she hurries up the stairs, trying to get away from him. She goes into a room, which seems to be the library in the manor, and tries to shut the door in his face but he grabs the door and makes his way inside. She backs up until her back hits a table in the room.

"We can't..." She says. "We must." He answers back.

"Anthony it's wrong." She says with a huff. "Since when has love been so wrong?" He answers. She scoffs, "Now you claim to love me?"

"I have always loved you!" He says, a little bit too loudly. "Since we were children... I have always loved you." He says, his voice barely above a whisper. She stares at him with a sad stare, "You are to be married..." She whispers.

"I will leave her." He says quickly. Her eyes widened, "You cannot!" She says. "But I can." He says back. "Your reputation will be ruined! You cannot!" He then grabs her hips and pulls her close to him.

"I. Don't. Care. I want you. My heart aches for you... I only want you." He says in a low and seductive, but sincere, tone of voice... They stare at one another, both of their breaths heavy and their hearts yearning for one another...

She then grabbed the collar of his shirt before yanking him forward and kissing him passionately.

PART 5?

[persephone411]

Anthony Bridgerton has a breeding kink

[early-twentysomething]

How life feels when you’re the type of Bridgerton fan who hates Simon’s bitchass, loves Kanthony, adores Polin, and is excited for both Benedict and Eloise’s season:

[lookingfts]

Smut Fics Pt. 2

More smut. I've written a lot lol. Part 2 of 2:

The Miseducation of Kathani Sharma and Learning Curve (a series): Kate navigates a tricky relationship with her teacher as she approaches graduation.

No One Dies from Love and Don't Want You Movin' On (a series): A comedy of errors in which Kate thinks the man she picked up at a club might actually be a serial killer.

We can be the light that don't fade and If we make it or we don't, we won't be alone (a series): A collection of one-shots about married Kanthony following "I didn't know that loving you was the happiest I've ever been."

Sweet: Anthony is miserable at a party until some special brownies cause him and Kate to get closer. (Yep - more sex pollen!)

Put your loving hand out, darling: Kate is a massage therapist. Anthony is the man who thinks he's going to lose his mind every single time he's on her table.

Control: Kate controls her husband in exactly the way he likes.

Release: Kate is a courtesan, subject to the queen's whims. Anthony is a prisoner, just trying to stay alive. Their passion makes them a favorite of the palace, but love is a more complicated matter.

And finally, some fics I never made moodboards for.

Cinnamon Girl: There's something strange in the air when Kate goes out with her boyfriend and his brother, and she's happy to be swept up with the tide.

Tender: Kate is on her period, and finds out that Anthony is not at all turned off by that.

Full: Anthony is on a mission to get his wife pregnant and make her beg for the privilege.

Counting Stars: Anthony finds Kate's private collection, and enthusiastically uses it on her.

[kanthonyficrecs]

Featured Fic (Modern AU)

Close Encounters of the Acutest Kind by caciopepebowl Rating:E Status: Complete Summary: Kate and Anthony meet by chance in an empty hospital room. Her father has just died. His youngest sister has just been born. The encounter is not a pleasant one.

[luscious-coptic-curls]

Chapter 15: Chapter 15. Honesty box.

"Agatha was utterly fascinated. Watching them was like watching competitive partnered dancers. One moment she was sure the two were performing as two separate dancers, truly out there purely for their own gain. The next, it seemed like they were speaking a language of their own, united. On the surface, she should be happy about this development between them. But her gut told her to feel otherwise. They had committed one another to the experiment, which was good. But their commitment seemed born out of competitiveness rather than belief in all the experiment could give them in terms of actual love, or at the very least, lessons on love."

In which Kate and Anthony discover a lot of new things about one another, and go head to head about what it is that makes them tick.

[margowritesthings]

❧ - smut (18+) ❋ - angst ✾ - fluff

⤿ The Morning After (18+) ❧ The morning after your wedding night, you're feeling a certain way...

⤿ Pretty Woman (18+) ❧ You try to inspire Benedict by the piano

⤿ The NSFW a-z of a Mr. Benedict Bridgerton (18+) ❧

⤿ You Made Me (18+) ❧ ❋ You are trying to find a suitor after realising Anthony may never propose - Anthony x reader

⤿ Stay With Me ❋ Anthony is in an accident and Kate must keep it together - Anthony x Kate

⤿ Lightning (And Her Thunder) ✾ Eloise shares her theory on the weather

[ladykettlechips]

Dress Code: Shit Shirts

Rating: E Tags: Kanthony, Modern AU, shit shirts, (Tr)eat your girl right, shit shirt party, spin the bottle, exes, second chances, smut, lots of smut, unholy smut, please please PLEASE don't read if you hate smut

NEW FIC!!!! AND HERE'S THE SYNOPSIS! Hope you enjoy if you read this Spice x Shirt fic! 🌶️👕🌶️👕🌶️👕

Synopsis:

It was exactly what it said on the tin: A shit shirt party where everyone had donned their worst, Kate included. All she had to do was get drunk, play an innocent game of spin the bottle, and try to avoid her ex. Easy.

Too bad the party happened to be hosted in her exes house.

It also didn't help that she happened to be wearing his shirt, and he was on a rampage to get her out of it.

OR

A Shirt-nanigans AU to add to the growing t-shirt collection!

[laremsworld]

You know about the infamous „Bridgerton-Man-Leading-Role-Glow-Up“ right?

When it‘s Benedict‘s turn (calm down everybody, I am not saying he‘s next), I want him to actually have a glow-down.

Benedict was just disappointed by Lady Tilley and already in a bad mood, but then he meets HER. And suddenly everything has a meaning again. Unfortunately, she disappears.

He‘s been searching for two years now (when his season starts) and my man has lost all energy by now.

He hardly leaves his bachelor house a few minutes away from Anthony‘s residance. He didn‘t have s mistress for over two years which is unusual for him. He just sits at home and draws hands - always the same hands.

Needless to say, Violet and Anthony are worried af.

But then he suddenly disappears after attending a party and comes back witz Sophie and my man is glowing: he shaved, he put on colourful clothes again and he even makes a joke.

Anthony shares a glance with his mother, but Violet just says „I don‘t care that she‘s a lady‘s maid, Anthony. My son smiles again.“

[everything-y-nothing]

MOODBOARD. immalleable beings by @kathanibee

“I’m so in love with you, Kate.” Kate. The blood freezes in her veins as Anthony's face twists into one of complete shock at his own words. She hears Sean yell, cut, and it’s like she’s underwater. This happens all the time on sets, actors mixing up their characters names with their co-stars names, a meaningless mistake. She knows, by the way Anthony drops her hand like it’s on fire, the way he recoils from her, the frenetic look in his eyes, and the way he turns around and walks off set. It isn’t just a mistake. Anthony Bridgerton is in love with her, and it’s the last thing he wants to be.

[lookingfts]

Smut Fics Pt. 1

And now to spice up this Tuesday with a few smutty one-shots/short fics. Part 1 of 2:

Excess: Kate and Anthony explore their romantic pasts with Tom and Siena, respectively, through roleplay.

Shimmer: Kate has an accident in her lab and runs into Anthony Bridgerton at exactly the right time for him to help her. A sex pollen fic (one of three I've written! I love the trope lol).

Familiar Tools: Anthony is worked up after sparring on the Pall Mall field with Kate Sharma, and takes it out on the Mallet of Death.

Passed Around and Tied Down (a series): Kate has an unforgettable night with her husband...and a few of their friends.

Tripped and fell: Six years after their ugly breakup, Kate runs into Anthony and falls into him all over again.

Waiting: Anthony knows he's insane for falling for his son's babysitter, a girl with her whole life ahead of her. He should walk away - except she wants him back.

Intertwined: Kate has a secret that she's terrified to tell Anthony, but he encourages her to show her true nature.

Perfect Places: Is it self-destructive hate sex with the man who's dating her sister, or something more?

[kanthonyficrecs]

Featured Fic (Canon Divergence)

the honeycomb will taste sweeter coming from my hand by absolutehorror

Rating: E

Summary: He never expected to see Kathani Sharma at his door. Months ago, Lord Sheffield approached him about arranging a marriage between Anthony and his granddaughter, the diamond of the season. Tired of his mother's hints and attempts at match making, Anthony had considered it. Until he met Kate, Kathani, the older sister of his would-be wife.

[luscious-coptic-curls]

Chapter 11. Twice in one night. - I'm so excited about your match Kanthony fanfic

Their wedding reception wraps up, but the push and pull between Kate and Anthony only increases as the night grows late. Anthony becomes especially confused about his feelings towards this endeavour, and by extension his feelings for Kate. The location of their honeymoon is announced.

OR

In which Anthony needs to help Kate out twice in one evening; once with her hair, and once with her wedding outfit

The way Kate looks after her hair is loosened by Anthony

The top with which she needs help

How bright Anthony feels inside during these moments, even if he won't admit that to himself lol