#TJ hammond x reader

[chatoicboy]

I am saying this in the nicest way possible.

IF YOU HAVE AN OC X CHARACTER DONT USE X READER OR X Y/N TAGS

Don’t say it’s cause you want to reach out more cause WE DO BLOCK THOSE WHO DO THIS

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

His Little Princess » TJ Hammond

Pairings: Best Friend!TJ Hammond x Best Friend/Mom!Female Reader with baby daughter Emma

Summary: TJ helps his girl best friend raise her daughter and she becomes his little princess.

Warnings: Fluff, language, cuteness overload, shitty ex boyfriend, absent father, nicknames/pet names

A/N: Thank you @buckys-wintersoldier for giving this adorable idea🩵

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

You stared down at the positive pregnancy test, tears of joy rolling down your cheeks. You heard the door open and close meaning that your boyfriend, Ryan, is home. You ran out of the bathroom and straight into his arms and kissed him passionately before he could announce that he’s home.

“That’s one hell of a way to welcome your boyfriend home from work.” Your boyfriend says with a smirk.

“I have great news!” You say happily.

“What is it?” He asks, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I’m pregnant!” You tell him, showing him the pregnancy test.

His smile fell from his face, along with his arms leaving your waist.

“What?” He asks.

“I’m pregnant.” You repeated.

Ryan scoffs, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

“Are you keeping it?” He asks.

“Of course I’m going to keep it. Why would you even say that?” You asked.

“I don’t want a child out there who looks like me.” Ryan says.

“Wow, ok.” You scoffed and looked down. “Then I guess we’re over.” You say.

“Fine by me.” He says.

You put your shoes on and grabbed your purse and keys.

“I’ll be back tomorrow to get my things.” You say before walking out the door.

You stood outside TJ’s apartment, knocking on the door repeatedly until he opened the door. The look of concern was plastered on TJ’s face when he seen your eyes all red and teary.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” TJ asks, stepping aside to let you inside.

You didn’t say anything. You started crying again. TJ lead you to the living room and sat down on the couch, pulling you onto his lap and held you close to him.

“What’s wrong?” He asks again.

You sniffled before looking up at him.

“I-I broke up with Ryan.” You say, your voice cracking.

“Did Ryan cheat on you? Did he hurt you? I swear if he did anything to you, I’ll beat his ass.” TJ says, protective mode taking over him.

“No he didn’t cheat on me or hurt me.” You say.

“Why are you so upset?” He asks.

You reached for your purse, taking the pregnancy test out of it and showed him.

“You’re pregnant?” TJ looks at you. “This is amazing! I’m so happy for you!” He says.

“Ryan doesn’t think so.” You mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

“What do you mean?” He asks, furrowing his eyebrows.

“He said that he doesn’t want a child who looks like him.” You say, tearing up again.

“That’s a horrible thing to say. Bringing a baby into the world is a blessing.” He says.

TJ wanted nothing more than to beat Ryan’s ass for breaking your heart, but his first priority is to take care of you and your unborn baby.

“I can’t do this alone, TJ.” You say, your eyes teared up again and your lower lip quivered.

“You’re not going to do this alone cause I’m going to be right by your side through every single second of it.” He tells you.

“You mean that?” You asked, looking into his beautiful blue eyes.

“Of course I do. You’re my best friend and the most important person in my life. I’d do anything for you.” He says, making you smile.

“Thank you, TJ. That means a lot. I love you.” You say, hugging him.

“You’re welcome, cutie. I love you too.” He says with a smile and kissed the side of your head.

You and TJ sat in silence for a while as he continued to hold you.

“TJ?” You say.

“Yes, cutie?” TJ asks, looking down at you.

“Will you go to the doctors appointments with me? I don’t want to go alone.” You asked.

“Of course I will.” He says with a smile.

You called the next day to make a doctors appointment for an ultrasound. By the time the day of your doctors appointment came, you were nervous. You sat in the chair in the waiting room, bouncing your leg. TJ noticed and put a comforting hand on your knee.

“Everything’s going to be fine.” TJ says softly.

He moved his hand from your knee to your hand, holding it to calm your nerves.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” A nurse calls out.

You took a deep breath and stood up, walking towards the door with TJ following behind you. TJ held your hand during the whole ultrasound.

“How long have you two been together?” The nurse asks, trying to make conversation.

“Oh, we’re not together.” You say.

“I’m her supportive best friend and hopefully this baby’s favorite uncle.” TJ says with a smile.

The nurse smiles and prints out the ultrasound pictures for you and handed them to you.

“Congratulations, Miss. Y/L/N.” She smiles. “Just make an appointment with the receptionist on your way out and you’re good to go.” She says before walking out of the room.

You made an appointment on the way out and TJ took you back to his apartment. That was the start of an amazing journey for the both of you. Now here you guys 9 months later, you welcomed a baby girl named Emma into the world with TJ by your side every step of the way. TJ absolutely adores Emma. She quickly became his little princess.

9 months later…

You woke up to the sound of your baby girl crying around 3am. You rubbed your eyes and got out of bed to check on her. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion due to your tiredness when she stopped crying. You walked in her nursery to see TJ feeding her.

“Looks like you beat me to it.” You say.

“I figured you needed your beauty sleep after getting home from the hospital.” TJ says.

“Ok. Well, I’m going back to bed.” You tell him. “Goodnight.” You say.

“Goodnight, cutie.” He says.

You went back to your bedroom and laid back down. You drifted off to sleep with a smile on your face, knowing that TJ is to help you and your daughter. A few hours later, you woke up to the sun shining through the curtains. You stretched and rubbed your eyes before getting out of bed to check on Emma. You heard TJ’s voice in the living room. You walked in the living room to see TJ cradling Emma in his arms while he watched TV.

“Good morning.” You say, walking closer to them.

“Good morning, mama.” TJ smiles at you. “I’m introducing this little princess to the creative and funny world of cartoons.” He says.

“TJ, Emma is barely a week old. She doesn’t even know what a TV is.” You say.

“I know.” He carefully readjusted Emma in his arms. “But she hasn’t cried in a couple hours.” He says.

You couldn’t help but smile and give both of them kisses on their cheeks.

“I assume you already fed her so I’m going to make us breakfast.” You say.

“You’re going to sit down and hold your baby.” TJ carefully put Emma in your arms. “I’ll make us breakfast.” He says.

You giggled at your best friend and sat down on the couch with your baby girl in your arms. Emma looked up at you, making a cooing noise to get your attention when you’re already looking at her. You couldn’t help but smile at her.

“You’re just too cute for your own good, aren’t you?” You cooed, kissing her chubby cheek. “You’re the cutest baby ever.” You tell her. “I know all parents say that about their babies, but I have the cutest baby in the world.” You’re babbling in a high pitched baby voice, making Emma smile up at you. “You’re a mommy’s girl. Yes you are!” You say.

“No, she’s an uncle’s girl.” TJ chimes in, walking in the living room with a plate of your favorite breakfast food.

“Don’t turn my daughter against me, Hammond.” You say, playfully narrowing your eyes at him.

You gently laid Emma down in the bassinet next to the couch and took the plate from TJ’s hand.

“You made my favorite. You’re the best.” You say.

“This is why I’m your best friend.” TJ says with a smile.

You gave him a smile before giving your full attention to your daughter. You smiled down at her small sleeping form in your arms. You gently caressed the side of her head, gently rubbing your thumb against her chubby cheek.

“Emma has your beauty.” TJ says, sitting down next to you.

“Huh?” You asked, tearing your eyes away from Emma to look at TJ.

“I said she has your beauty.” He repeats.

You couldn’t help but blush uncontrollably. You looked back at Emma with a smile on your face.

“I hope she doesn’t look like her dad- Ryan as she gets older.” You say, correcting yourself.

“Don’t say his name. He doesn’t deserve any part of this. He’s the one who broke your heart and now he’s going to miss out on your beautiful little girl growing up.” He says.

“You’re right.” You say.

“We don’t need him.” He states. “All we need is this little princess, mommy, and uncle TJ.” He says.

TJ gently placed a soft kiss on her semi bald head and then gave you a kiss on your cheek. Emma shifted slightly and made a cooing noise that melted yours and TJ’s hearts.

“TJ…” You almost whisper and looked at him. “Thank you for staying by my side and helping me raise my daughter.” You say.

“You don’t have to thank me, Y/N. I’ll do anything for you. You’re my best friend and I love you. I’m more than happy to help you raise this little princess.” TJ says with a smile.

“I’m glad I have you.” You say, leaning your head against his shoulder.

“I’m glad I have you too.” He says, wrapping his arms around you.

Emma woke up, looking up at you and TJ with curiosity in her eyes and made a cooing noise at the two of you, making you guys smile down at the little bundle of joy in your arms.

“We’re glad we have you too, princess.” You and TJ say softly in unison.

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-Bucky’s Doll

[georgiapeach30513]

Every Other Weekend, In the Beginning

Summary:  You and Jack instantly connect

Pairings:  Jack O’Malley X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, pull out, squirting, unexpected pregnancy, mentions of an abortion, sweet!Jack, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  3.8K

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A/N:  so I got an ask about Jack and reader in the beginning, and this was originally going to be a drabble...but it didn’t turn out to be.  These two are something else, but at least it gives you an insight as to what they’re fighting for, and their sweetest stage of the beginning of the relationship.

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

You take a sip of your beer as your eyes roam the bar, dumped again by a jerk who wasn’t worth your time, but now here you sit on a Friday night with your best friend TJ scoping out the bar, “Why are we here?” You whine looking up at him.

“You said you wanted to get laid.”

“Did not,” before you can even pout, TJ covers your face with his hand. Already spotting a man he had been eyeing again.

“Being seen with you is not helping my game.”

“Fine, then leave me,” he turns, looking at you, narrowing his eyes, and starts shaking his head. “We came here for me to find someone as desperate as me to have sex, and go on about our lives, but now you’re eye fucking some hot man at the bar.”

“Guilt tripping?”

“Yep,” you answer, popping the p. “Find me a man.”

“That one,” he points out quickly, and you turn to glare at him. He wasn’t your type at all. “Are you looking to get fucked or looking to get married?”

“Why not both?”

“No!” He playfully bonks you on the head. “You don’t marry the first guy you see at a bar.”

“I’m not interested in the first guy. Find me another,” you look back at the bar to see the man you actually were sizing up. He was just your type. A bit rugged, drank beer, boots, leather, and one that kept looking back at you. Confused as to why you were checking him out when you clearly had a man with you.

“Fine, then why don’t you go talk to Mr. Mysterious and his giant friend.”

“I am not interested in the giant friend.”

“No, you’re interested in a man that looks like he has ten layers on,” you give him a whack to his arm, but look the man up and down again. You couldn’t see, but it looked like he had a cute ass. He gives a stretch, and another look over at you before his friend and him go over to the pool tables. “Don’t look at his ass.”

“A good ass is the way to my heart,” you respond, lifting up off your chair, and yes, a perfectly rounded tush. “I want that.”

“Go get that. One night,” getting in front of you, TJ puts both hands on your shoulder, “I know you. One night.”

“Or…”

“No! Down girl. One night.”

“I was going to say, all night, next morning, and all weekend,” he rolls his eyes and shakes his head, “TJ, you’re killing my game.”

“This…this is your problem. One night turns into you doing sweet things for them. Leaving your little crumbs that you were with them. I swear you wipe your pussy juice on their shit, because they can’t get enough of you. That or you're a freaky thing in bed, and quite frankly I don’t want to know which is correct. But then they chase you around, and you love it, but when you give them nothing in return, they retreat, and you chase, but it’s not fun for you, and your texting and calls happen less frequently until they break up with you.”

“Are you writing a book on my dating?” Slapping his hand on his face, he pulls it down. “That is not…no, I don’t do that. I don’t wipe my pussy juice on anything.”

“They become obsessed with you, until they don’t. Explain.”

“I would say that you could sleep with me, and find out, but I’m not your type,” you start walking away and over to the man with his giant friend.

“I tried! The thought of touching that made me vomit.”

“Shh,” you whisper as you get closer. Grabbing up a pool cue, and playing the dumb girl. TJ groans, because he’s seen this a few times as well. He sits down at the bar, ordering another drink for him, and a beer for you.

Just like clockwork, you pick out a cue, but somehow a few fall to the ground, “I’m sorry,” your whiney voice. He wasn’t going to fall for it. Even Daphne the bartender snickers watching the show. She’s seen it, too. “Oh,” you stop standing up as the man you had been ogling for an hour comes to your rescue. “Thank you. I’m such a clutz,” standing up you get to finally see his eyes, and he was exactly your type.

Bright, and almost innocent looking. “It’s okay. You play?”

“Yes,” TJ and Daphne answer together, but of course you shake your head no.

“I don’t even know how to stack the balls,” another play. Say things that could possibly turn into a crude twelve year old boy joke, make them sweat, while they try to be as polite as possible.

“Why hasn’t your boyfriend taught you?”

“Boyfriend?” You give him a smile, and look over at TJ, “That is my best friend. He’s gay. While he might be someone who I would go after, he’s been looking at that man right there,” thankfully you always knew when to help TJ out. Giving him the go ahead to leave you be.

“You wanna play with us?” Jack grabs a stick, and places it in your hand, “Seems you’re losing your best friend.”

“Will you teach me?” Daphne doesn’t even pop the top of your beer. You were in your zone. Jack timidly grabs your hand, and leads you to the table him and his friend were playing at. Introducing him as Callum, and nervously realizing he never got your name.

It’s easy to pretend you didn’t know what you were doing when Jack actually did know how to play. Jack wasn’t a dummy, though. He had caught you a few times slightly shaking your head at the plays that Cal had made. Well, if you wanted him close to you, he was going to make sure that you got what you wanted.

Leaning over your body completely, and holding your hand, every time it was your turn. His mouth was right at your neck as he whispers directions on what to do. His front was pressed completely to your back, and you could feel what he was hiding under those loose clothes. His arms were huge, and you had a desire to have them wrapped around your neck, or even ripping your legs apart.

Jack chuckles behind your ear, as his lips brush against your heated and tingly skin. You arch your back, and push your ass more into him, and he softly moans in your ear, “What’s wrong, Jack?”

“Nothing. Just,” his voice was silky, and the way he was speaking made a flood of slick rush to your core.

“How much have you had to drink?”

“Just a beer, why?”

You peek back at him after you hit the cue ball yourself. His eyes were just as black as your own. You were adults, and there was no need to deny your urges. “You could drive us to your place?”

“Yep,” he says quickly, standing up and looking at Callum, “I’m calling it a night,” he raises his eyebrows, while Cal looks between the two of you. His shoulders falling.

“We’re not finished yet.”

“Yeah, well, I’m tired. I’ll call you sometime tomorrow,” Cal watches as Jack pulls you towards the door, but TJ bolts to the exit, and stands there. “What?”

“I need an address. Real one. What is it that you do? I know karate, and know how to use a gun.”

Jack gives him his address, and pulls out his wallet. His ID shares the same address as he told TJ, and even shows his police badge, “There’s the badge number. You’re killing the mood.”

“As long as you’re not killing her, I really don’t care,” you can’t help but giggle at your overprotective bestie. Following Jack out to his car.

“How far away?”

“Ten minutes,” you give him a pout, but Jack reaches over, and lays your seat down a bit.

“What are you doing?” You squeak out.

“Since I’m so far away, how about you let me play with your pussy.”

“Oh!”

“I’m sorry…is this where this was going? If I misread all this, I am,” you unbutton your jeans, and slide your hand down your front, pulling it out to show Jack just how soaked you were, “How does it taste?”

Slipping your fingers in your mouth, you moan at your taste, “Good enough for me,” his hands dip under your pants, and for a man that had only just met you, he seemed to know what you liked. Teasing at your clit. Giving enough stimulation, but never too much. He didn’t want you to cum on his fingers, he selfishly only wanted his dick to feel you clench around him.

Both of you knew this was just a one night deal. You were aware that this wasn’t serious, but you enjoyed it. Your body rocks with his ministrations as he pulls into his garage. You looked almost too pretty like this to even want to get out of the car, until he finally pushes two fingers into your neglected hole. Pumping them in and out of you, and you were sensitive. Whimpering out his name, and your walls start to flutter. God, he hoped this wasn’t a quick encounter.

Grabbing at his hand, you pull him out of your pants, and bring his fingers to your mouth. Sucking off your arousal, before smiling at him, “I think you have something better than your fingers, huh?” Looking down at his jeans, he readjusts himself again, but he couldn’t hide how hard he was. “Show me the bedroom.”

Jack struggles to find the door handle, and helps you out. Your mouth slams onto his, while he walks backwards into his house. Pushing aside any item that was out of place with his foot, before the two of you were dropping onto the bed. Becoming a mess of sloppy kisses, wandering hands, and flying clothes until he was crawling over you.

Settling himself in between your thighs, and pushing them further apart with his legs. His tip runs up and down your slit as he gathers your slippery juices on his cock. One night stands were rarely this personable. He was staring only at you as he slowly enters into your wet heat. His cock stretched you out beautifully. He was thick, his mushroom tip guiding him deeper, and you could feel every ridge and vein on his cock as they sunk into your pussy.

It was like he was made for you, because he hit every spot inside of you. Picking up your hands he holds them over your head as he bottoms out. You let out a desperate moan, wrapping your legs around his waist, you pull him even closer, “Can’t get enough of me, huh?”

“I want to feel your entire weight on me,” he lets go of your hands, and holds himself up with his forearms. Slowly pulling himself out completely, before he drills back into you. Making you yip as his tip grazes your cervix. Leaning down he gives you a filthy kiss while his thrusts become harder. His speed picks up, but still he wants to take time with you. Watching every change your face makes as you slip into pure unadulterated pleasure.

Fingers grip tight to his back as your jaw goes slack, letting him feel every heated breath coming out of you. You scream out his name as your walls clench down tight around him. His hips push him deeper into your weeping cunt, until the dam breaks, and you gush on him. Throwing your head back as a deep guttural moan releases from the both of you. You don’t want him to pull out, but you know you should.

He pulls out and barely makes it with his spunk coating your mound, and he lays his forehead on yours, panting. “You want me to call a cab?”

“Shh,” he whispers. “Shh, just…shh,” Jack doesn’t want you going anywhere. He wants to keep you here all night. “When I get horny again, can…”

“Please?” He chuckles at your answer, and leans back to look at you. His calloused fingers pet over your face.

“Where did you come from?”

“The bar.”

“Well, how about you stay here tonight,” he pulls himself off of you, and his naked ass walks into the bathroom, and you still think he has the cutest tush. Coming back with a cloth where he cleans himself off you. “And when one of us gets horny, just, have at it?”

“Just for tonight?”

“You want to make this a regular thing, Sharkie?” You curl your nose up looking at him. “What? You want me to believe you didn’t actually know how to play pool? Even the bartender was laughing at you. You gonna play me and leave, Pool Sharkie?”

“Never.”

Callum follows Jack out to his car, and gets in, and immediately starts laughing, “What?” He asks as Callum lifts up a pair of your panties, “Yeah, about that…I have no explanation.”

“You see her every night?”

“When you get to spend most of the night fucking, yeah. Yeah, she can come over whenever she wants to.”

“And you go see her?” He asks, holding your lacy underwear up with two fingers before Jack swipes them from him, tucking them safely in his pocket.

“TJ prefers her to be here at my place. He says we're loud,” Callum slaps at his partner's shoulder laughing. “What?”

“You’re falling for the girl.”

“I’m falling for her pussy.”

“You’ve been drunk fucking her.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jack scowls looking at Callum, who shrugs his shoulders. “No, spill it.”

“I’m sure Mrs. O’Malley would love to hear that her alter boy was fucking a townie every night. Unprotected?”

“Man, shut up. I pull out.”

You pace around the bathroom, while TJ just stares at the test. Waiting for anything to change, “Have you ever heard of condoms?”

“Yes, Teej. Things just…happened. He pulls out.”

“Yeah, well, your lack of a period is proving that’s a bad idea. Like…when was your last one?” You give him a shrug the last couple of months were a blur. “Seriously?”

“I’ve had at least one. Never had someone who wanted to have sex during my period either. If you could do it, I would highly suggest it.”

“Does he even take you out?” You give him a little swat on his arm. TJ knew that Jack took you out, you just didn’t stay out long. “Honey,” he looks down at the test and then back at you. “You and Jack need to have a talk.”

“Shut up. Shut up,” picking up the test, you throw it into the trash, and reach for another one. “I’m going to test again. That one was a lie.”

“And if that one is positive?”

“Then I’ll test until it’s negative.”

“That’ll be a few months, honey,” you scream, as you sit down on the toilet, letting your head rest in your hands. “It’s not that big of a deal. If you don’t want to say anything to Jack, we’ll go to a clinic. He never has to know.”

“I would know,” you look back up at him, and TJ squats down, “You know, all these failed relationships…I never…never mind.”

“Tell me. Because, I already know. You were reckless with sleeping with men. You get tested regularly to make sure you’re safe, but after a few months of sleeping with people you never cared if they came in you. You wouldn’t care if they left you if you were pregnant, because you wanted to be a mom. Those tests under your sink aren't because you’re scared, they’re in hopes of an actual positive test, and now that one is, you’re wondering if Jack is going to leave you or stay.”

“I hate you,” you pull him close to you, and rest your chin on his shoulder. “I could do it, you know? Be a single parent, I could do it.”

“I know. You just don’t want to. You want that nucleus family. If he doesn’t want the baby…I’ll be a good uncle,” you hiccup through your tears, clinging to him more. “I’ll take you to your appointments, because I know you want a baby. You want a child, so just…talk to Jack. You actually talk right? Or is it just moaning?”

“Yes, we talk. He loves Italian food.”

“Wow. I’m glad you know so much about your baby daddy.”

“So…you’re sure, sure?” You nod your head as you look at Jack go through all the emotions. “And where…what…I wanna give you the choice. This is your decision. It won’t affect me,” your eyes go wide at him, and you start to stand, pissed off at the audacity, “I mean, you’re the one that changes. Not me. You’re the one that has to deal with the strain and taking off work.”

“Do you want to be a part of the baby’s life?”

“Yes. But,” his hand goes behind his neck, and he ruffles his hair, grimacing at you. “I can’t tell my mom.”

“What?” This was all very confusing that he couldn’t tell his mom. He was a grown man, and eventually whether he told her or not, you would show that you were pregnant. If he wanted to be apart of the baby’s life, eventually his family would see you.

“She would die if she knew I was having sex without a ring on my hand. She’ll want this traditional husband and wife when it comes to children, and I can’t…I don’t want to do that to her.”

“What are you suggesting? Me turning up after the baby is born?”

“No. It’s crazy…it just is. I’m not suggesting anything,” he can’t even look at you while he talks. But it’s like nonsense over and over again. “I mean, eventually I’d like to think we got there, but to suggest it now, seems dumb. But I want to be in the baby’s life and yours. And I don’t want the baby to be the family secret and…it’ll happen sooner or later, so why not sooner.”

“What are you asking?”

“It’s crazy, so don’t freak out, but…we should get married,” you stare at him stunned, because this wasn’t at all where you thought he was taking this conversation. Never believed he would try to commit that much. There was a baby, and now there was a proposal of sorts. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

“If we’re married you would…I mean your parents wouldn't freak out about the baby?”

“Alter boy,” he points at himself. “Ma thinks I’m still her perfect son.”

“So you don’t want to tell her that two people who have known each other for a little over two months that they can’t be in the same room long without fucking or sucking, and now I’m pregnant, but you’ll be okay with telling her we’re married?” It was crazy, but at the same time, you wanted to give it a try, and that made you feel even crazier.

You and Jack had shared a quick relationship, and one built mostly on sex, but it felt right. The moment he entered into you, you felt like he was your future. You tried to make the others work, knowing it never would, but Jack was different. “Okay. This is stupid, but let’s do it. We’ll get married. No wedding. Just…married. Maybe a wedding later, if we make it.”

“When we make it.”

“When,” you add in.

You slide into the booth, waiting on Jack as well, as you have a nice dinner with Cal and TJ. You were beginning to get uncomfortable and stretched because your growing boy was just getting so big. Jack seemed a bit distant and removed from the pregnancy, and you didn’t know what to make of it.

“You know, I never saw this one with kids,” Callum hums, holding his beer towards Jack. “He’s surprised me.”

“I always knew she was going to become a mom. She wanted it,” you wince, but smile over at TJ, “Everything okay?”

“He’s just moving a lot.”

“I can never feel him,” Jack awkwardly laughs. “I try, but I haven’t ever felt him. TJ has of course,” this was what was bothering him. You pick up your cup, and take a big drink. Waiting on Finn to start rolling around. Pressing your hand on your swollen stomach, and hoping to coax him out of hiding so his daddy could feel him.

Just when you see him push out your stomach, you grab Jack’s hand, and he waits. Getting a bit miffed, until Finn kicks right under his palm. Jack gasps as he looks up at you. Feeling around your stomach for his moving son. “That’s him.”

“It is,” you smile, tears springing in your eyes. For the first time Jack looked so proud of his son. “That’s your son, daddy.”

“Oh,” he moves his hand around, continuing to feel him. “Finn, I have waited months to feel you. It’s like you're really here now.”

“They’re so cute,” TJ whispers up at Cal. “You think they’ll make it,” he didn’t have to be too quiet, because you and Jack were lost in a bubble all on your own. He was so handsome, smiling at your moving boy.

“I think they could. Marriage is hard work though. And they got married quickly, so as not to make their timeline for conception too confusing. But look at him,” Jack leans in to give you a bruising kiss, but keeps his hand on your stomach, a place that it hardly ever left the moment he felt Finn kick. “I’ve known him for a long time, he’s never been happier.”

“Same. I’ve been her bestie since middle school. She pretended to be my girlfriend for a few years. She’s a loyal one. But for whatever reason, that man makes her happy. And apparently, nobody does it better than him.”

“I figured. I’ve found a few panties.”

“She leaves them for him,” Cal looks over at TJ, raising his brow, “Just a reminder of what he gets to come home to. By the way, you need a roommate? Mine got knocked up, married, and left me.”

“Hmm, yeah. I could move in. As long as you don’t mind women coming home with me.”

“I got used to men coming home with her,” Callum holds up a fist, which TJ awkwardly bumps. Looking back at you, before he slaps the table, “Alright, we came here to eat. I don’t want to vomit beforehand. We get it, Finn is precious and sweet. But the pregnant woman needs to eat. No pregnancy sex before dinner.”

“You ruin all the fun,” Jack groans, readjusting his pants, and then pulling you closer. Letting his hand rest on your belly, while he feels his son growing. “But I should feed you. You get angry without food.”

“So do you,” you knock your shoulder into him, before resting a hand over his. It felt right. Like even though you and Jack had rushed into this, it felt like you could do it. Like there wasn’t anything in the world that could stop the two of you. Plus, good sex. But the more time you spent with Jack, the more you grew to love him. And you were doing it together.

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Hold me

Tj Hammond X male reader

⚠️ Alcohol, attempted suicide, heartbreak, male reader, bottom tj, no prep⚠️

🚨 Minors and girls do not interact 🚨

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TJ's drunk. Again. He saw Sean this morning. He wanted to say hello but his wife was with him. That just brought up more horrible memories.

Y/m found him on the bridge. He was on his way home but on his way he noticed a familiar figure on the fence of the bridge. A vodka bottle in his hand and his head bowed down looking at the water under the bridge.

"TJ!" Y/n screamed as he ran out of the car and towards the bridge. He's on the verge of crying. "TJ please come down from there." Y/n pleaded with a shaky voice. TJ looks at him. The amount of alcohol he's consumed makes his mind useless. He doesn't recognize the voice. But as soon as he forces his eyes to focus on the face he lets out a shaky breath. "Y/n?" TJ tries to turn around but slips. He yells out and drops the bottle of vodka as he falls. Y/n runs up and grabs onto TJ's hand."No no no no no." Y/N said as he tried his best to pull TJ up. TJ cries and holds onto y/n's arms.

Y/n pulls with all his strength. TJ falls over the fence and onto y/n. They both fall onto the ground as TJ clings to Y/n with full strength. He sobs out apologies. His tears wetting y/n's shirt. "I've got you... I've got you..." Y/n whispered into TJ's hair as he held him away from the edge.

It's a quiet ride to Y/n's. TJ is leaning against the cold window falling asleep. Y/n looks at him from time to time making sure he's alright. He keeps thinking of what could've been if he hadn't taken this route home. If he hasn't noticed TJ on the fence. If-

"Y/n" TJ called out. Y/n snapped out of it and looked at TJ. "Huh?" Y/n frowned as he realized he hadn't paid attention to what TJ was saying.

"Sorry, I was thinking..." Y/n said and looked at the road again. "I just asked if I could hold your hand..." TJ whispered. Y/n softened. "Of course you can. You don't have to ask." Y/n smiled and offered his hand. TJ takes it and closes his eyes again. "Thank you..."

Once they've arrived Y/n carries TJ to bed. "Sean..." TJ mumbled. Y/n grimaced and tucked him in. "Sean...?" TJ whispered. Y/n shakes his head. "No...TJ... It's me..." He sighs and finishes tucking TJ in.

"Y/n..." He whispered before falling asleep. Y/n stays in the room for a bit just watching the calm and peaceful expression his best friend has when he's asleep. Away from the world. He brushes some stray hair from his face before he leaves the room and lets him sleep.

In the morning TJ wakes up with a horrible migraine. He looks around confused. He's disoriented and is trying to remember what happened last night. He notices the familiar smell of eggs. Someone's cooking.

He stands up. The moment he moves he gets dizzy and quickly grabs onto a wall. He's hoping there's some painkillers in this house. He leaves the room and looks around the hallway finally recognizing it as y/n's house. He relaxes and heads downstairs. "Y/n?" He called out and looked around. "Down here!" Y/n called out from the kitchen.

TJ walks towards the kitchen and stops in the doorway. He just watches y/n silently as he cooks. Suddenly he realizes what might've happened last night and feels ashamed. "Morning..." He whispered. Y/n looks at him and smiles. "Morning. Need some painkillers?" He chuckles as he sees the way TJ is leaning on the doorway.

"Yes please." He groans and walks closer to y/n. Y/n sets the plates with breakfast on the table before he goes to grab some painkillers.

Y/n comes back with the box of painkillers and hands them to TJ. "Want some water? Juice?" He asks as he opens the fridge. "Uh... Water please." Tj said as he opened the box. A cold glass of water is placed on the table in front of him as his friend sits down at the opposite end of the table. "Eat up. You look like you haven't eaten in days." Y/n said as he started eating.

TJ looks at the food. He doesn't feel hungry. But he knows he has to eat. He takes one painkiller and reaches for the fork to start eating.

They both eat in silence. Neither of them knows what to say.

The day was quiet. Y/n asked TJ to stay a couple days so he could watch over him and make sure he wouldn't go and do something stupid.

Y/n is in the living room watching TV. Tj stands in the doorway wearing some clothes he borrowed from him. He slowly walks towards the couch and sits next to y/n. He sits close so he can curl up under Y/n's arm. Y/N looks at him and wraps his arm around him. "You alright?" He asked as he brushed some stray hair from TJ's face

He just nods and focuses on the TV. "TJ." Y/n said and turned his head to face him: "What's wrong?" His voice is soft as he searches TJ's eyes for any hints about his emotions. All he sees is that TJ's eyes fall to his lips. Which stuns him for a bit.

TJ kisses him without thinking. He's confused and stunned about how his friend is acting. He pulls away and looks at him. "TJ!? What are you doing?" Y/N asks and TJ only whispers. "Please... I... I need a distraction..." His voice sounded so pleading and vulnerable. Y/n couldn't say no. "...Alright... But just this once..." After TJ hears those words he doesn't hesitate and kisses Y/n. Y/n moans and pulls TJ into his lap.

TJ pulls back and removes his shirt. Y/n runs his hands over his bare chest. They start making out again. Y/N stands up holding TJ up with his thighs and carries him to his bedroom. They fall onto the bed. TJ practically rips Y/n's shirt and starts leaving hickeys on his neck. Y/n works on their pants.

Clothes fly around the room and so do the sheets. Their naked bodies melted together as they marked each other's skin. "Y/n I need you. Y/n." TJ whined and flipped them around so he could straddle him. "TJ wait you need pr-" Y/N's words are cut off as TJ sinks down on him. He cries out as his hole is forced open but doesn't care. He wants it. He needs it to hurt so he can feel it. Y/n winces and sits up but TJ pushes him back and starts bouncing. "TJ you're hurting yourse-" He's yet again cut off by TJ but this time by him sloppily kissing him.

TJ's cheeks are stained with fresh tears and Y/n tries his best to wipe them with his hands. He wants to stop. Tell TJ to slow down but it's no use, the cause has been done and even if he did try to stop god knows what TJ would do. After all, TJ asked for a distraction. If this is what he sees as a distraction then so be it.

He listened to TJ's moans and whimpered as he watched him bounce like his life depended on it. TJ's head is thrown back and his mouth is agape. Gods he looks perfect... If only this wasn't for his distraction... Fuck Y/n wishes it meant more than just a fucking distraction.

Y/n watches TJ. He just watches him. He looks so perfect. He wishes he could tell him how he feels. That he would be the best boyfriend he could have. But that'll never happen. Y/n grabs Tj's thighs and gives in the pleasure.

Tj continues to whimper and speeds up his bounces. His cock slaps against both of their bellies untouched. Y/n decides to do something more than just lay there and let TJ use him. He starts to drag his nails along TJ's thighs and any other skin he can reach. He would sit up to kiss, bite, and mark TJ but he knows he'll just be pushed back down again.

That's until TJ moans out a name. But not his name. No. "Sean" TJ moans as he hits his prostate with a perfect angle.

Y/n's blood boils. He groans and pushes TJ off. TJ gasps and looks at him with confusion. But that's soon replaced with shock as he's turned over onto his hands and knees. Y/n enters him again and starts thrusting at a rough pace.

TJ cries out and grips the pillows.

"You ask me for a fucking distraction and yet you're still thinking of him while you ride my cock. You want a distraction? I'll give you one." Y/n grunts and grips TJ's hair to hold his head in the pillows and rails into his sore ass.

TJ cries in pleasure. His face is buried in the pillows which are getting wet by his tears and saliva. Y/N hates himself for this. For taking his pent-up frustration and anger on poor TJ. But he can't stop. Not when he has him begging under him for more. Literally. TJ's whimpering out pleas as he pushes himself back onto y/n meeting his thrusts halfway.

Y/n fights his own tears as he watches how much pleasure TJ finds in this 'distraction'. "Is this enough for you? Hm? Am I enough for you?" Y/n said with what he hoped sounded a dominant tone but TJ knew. He could hear how his voice shook as he said the last part.

"Y/n you're always enough..." TJ managed to say. "You're always enough for me." He added. Y/n's thrust halted. TJ whimpers in protest but that's soon silenced as Y/n pulls out and turns him around.

TJ's breath hitches once he notices Y/n's tear-filled eyes. He reaches up to cup his face as their eyes meet. "Say that again..." Y/n whispered. Tj sighs and caresses his cheek. "You're all I need." TJ said as he now finally realizes what he's truly feeling towards y/n. He's always been there for him when the others weren't.

He pulls him down for a kiss. "Just don't stop... I don't care what pace you use... Just don't stop... Please.." TJ pleaded and rolled his hips. Y/n looks over his face for a bit before he starts to move again. But this time he's more gentle and loving. He kisses and marks TJ's skin while his hands take their time mapping out his body. Tj shivers at the unfamiliar softness and his eyes flutter closed.

"TJ you deserve so much better... I can give you all you need." Y/n whispered. TJ doesn't respond and just holds onto him as he's experiencing pleasure in ways he never knew he could.

Y/n moves slowly. Pouring all his love for TJ into his moves and kisses. He wants him to know how much he cares and how much he means his words.

"Y/n I can't hold on. I'm so close." TJ fights his own orgasm not wanting to cum so soon. But Y/n talks him through and praises him. "Cum for me." "You're doing so well." "Don't hold back." "I'm close too." Those are all the things TJ needs to hear before he cries out and shakes as he covers his stomach with white. Y/n peppers his face with kisses. "Good boy. You did so well." Shortly after Y/Ns orgasm hits him too.

They lay there tangled up together and caressing any skin the other can reach. They lay like that until they both start to doze off.

"Y/n...I...I think I love you..." TJ whispers. Y/n paused. He then whispered before fully dozing off. "TJ I've loved you for so long..."

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Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

How Could you-

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Use to be yours-

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Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Disney-

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Part 3

Part 4/Fin

Hangster

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Daddy.. I mean Cyclone

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Wildest Dreams

Tommy Shelby- Too Little Too Late

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Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

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FIN

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Y/L/N Pack

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Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Jace Wayland/Jonathan Morgenstern

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Sebastian Stan Characters

Jefferson

Part 1 

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TJ Hammond

Lance Tucker

Bucky Barnes

Aleksander Morozova- The Darkling Shining in the dark

Prologue 

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Bjorn Ironside - Another Life

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FINNICK ODAIR

Aesthetics 

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Golden Lies

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Four Eaton

Fearless

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Go the Distance 

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summary: once you’re in, you can’t get out, you will be trapped with them forever.

[cadencejames87]

Playing the Long Game

Sneak Peek at a WIP I will eventually finish...

Pairings: Frank (EB) x Female Reader x Mickey Henry, TJ Hammond x Steve Rogers, ex-Ari Levinson x Female Reader, ex-Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers Mentions of: Female Reader x Bucky Barnes & Female Reader x TJ Hammond

"I know that look, and if I wasn't in love with Steve--" he begins, slowly shaking his head and reaching out to caress your cheek.

"I'd already be on my knees," you finish in a whisper.

His mouth curves up on one side, as a fond memory fills his thoughts. "I love you, Y/N." He licks his lips, briefly looking at yours. Then all at once, he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth with deep breath, his hand falls, and stands taller, rolling his shoulders back. "You're my best friend, always. Now go get yourself some dick, before I fire all three of you."

Your smile grows, "I love you too, TJ."

He grabs you by the wrist as you turn to leave and pulls you hard against him, lips crashing together, his tongue swiping past your lips. "Always," he breathes.

You cups his cheeks and look deeply into his sparkling blue eyes, "Steve is a lucky man." You smile softly with a slight nod and step back. “Stupid, but...” You shrug and finally leave the back room.

TJ follows you out, “Was that? Are you?”

You turn to him, walking backwards, “I’m just saying, his ex,” you let out a dreamy sigh. TJ joins your side as you turn back around, your steps falling in sync. “Don’t get me wrong, you are amazing and wonderful and you deserve all of the love and happiness. And if you ever find yourself in the same room as him, seeing as they still work together and seem to have kept their friendship; at least from a media point of view... It wouldn’t hurt to slip that beefy, god of a man, your best friend’s number.” You split ways tossing a smile over your shoulder as you return to the bar and TJ steps into his office smirking and rolling his eyes.

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rewatching political animals with my roommate and I was wondering if you’d be interested in a sub!TJ Hammond x softdom!reader??

Because I have thoughts that would make angels sob and need somewhere to put it and I wanna know if you’d read that.

Idk when I see a sad, soft boy I just wanna pin him to the nearest surface and make him realize how loved and cherished he is while also making him scream :)

Holy shit, I am always here for thoughts that would make angels sob 😮‍💨😮‍💨

And I would love to hear these thoughts!! Send away! Also, yeah... I feel that. I mean, just look at my blog, I have exceeding normal thoughts about sad boys and what I would like to do to them/see another boy do to them. Soft or any other kind of boy, really, lmao.

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Chance » TJ Hammond

Pairings: Bi!TJ Hammond x Female Reader

Summary: You’ve had a crush on TJ since high school and you finally get your chance with him.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, alcohol, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, female receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

Butterflies erupted in your stomach when you walked in the club. You seen the guy you’ve had a crush on since high school. TJ Hammond. He was on the other side of the room. Your hands rubbed over your dress, smoothing it out before you walked to the bar counter and ordered a drink. You caught TJ’s attention. He smirked to himself when he recognized you. He downed the rest of his drink before making his way to the bar counter, standing next to you.

“A beer for me and whatever my friend wants.” TJ says, looking at you.

Blush crept up on your cheeks. You could feel TJ’s eyes on you. TJ couldn’t help but look at your body from head to toe. He licked his lips, loving the way your dress was hugging your curves.

“I haven’t seen you in a while.” He took a sip of his beer. “Where have you been?” He asks curiously.

“Oh umm…” You stuttered a little. “After graduation, I went to college and got my nursing degree. Then I traveled for a while. I just got back earlier this week.” You tell him.

“That’s nice. I always knew you’d do good things after high school.” He says.

You gave him a smile. TJ’s gaze drifted to your breasts, shamelessly staring at your cleavage.

“You want to hangout with me tonight?” He asks.

“Yes!” You said a little too fast, making yourself sound desperate.

TJ chuckles at your eagerness and ordered you two more drinks. He led you to a booth in the corner of the club. You took a seat next to him. TJ put his arm around your shoulders. Cue the butterflies again. You felt your panties dampen. You squeezed your thighs together for some kind of relief. TJ happened to look down at the same time. He licked and bit his bottom lip.

“You know…” TJ spoke up. “I’ve always found you intriguing.” He tells you.

“Y-You do?” You stuttered.

“Yep.” He says, popping the P.

He leaned in and placed his lips on yours, kissing you hungrily. The kiss turned heated quickly. It lasted a good couple minutes. When he pulled away from your lips, the two of you were breathless and both his and your eyes filled with lust.

“Wanna get out of here?” He asks lowly.

“Yes!” You said a little too fast.

You two were making out as you guys bursted through the door of his apartment. TJ kicked the door shut with his foot. He led you to his bedroom and closed the door behind him. He kissed you again, walking you backwards towards his bed, the back of your knees hitting the edge of his bed. TJ’s hands found their way to your shoulders, pushing the straps of your dress off of them and pulled your dress off your body, letting it pool around your feet on the floor. You were left in your lace panties and your breasts were exposed to him. TJ pulled his lips away from yours to admire your breasts for a moment. His hands cupped your breasts, his thumbs rubbing over your nipples.

“Oh TJ…” You moaned softly, your eyes fluttering shut and tilting your back.

He dipped his head down to kiss along the swells of your breasts. You gasped when his teeth bit down on your skin hard enough for hickeys. You held on to his shoulders to steady yourself. He kissed his way up to your lips.

“Lay down for me, baby.” TJ says in almost a whisper.

You did as you were told and patiently waited for him to make the next move. You bit your lip as you watched him strip from his clothes. He got on top of you, hovering over you. He leaned down, kissing along your neck and shoulders.

“Is this really happening?” You asked, surprised that you’re finally getting a chance with your crush.

“You better believe it cause it is.” He says against your skin.

“I just- I didn’t know I was your type and-” TJ interrupted you with a kiss.

“Well, if you shut the hell up, now’s your big chance.” He says with a smirk.

TJ kissed down your body, stopping at the waistband of your panties. He looked up at you, waiting for permission. You nodded your head and lifted your hips, giving him permission. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled them down your legs, dropping them on the floor next to his bed.

“Is all of this for me, baby?” He asks, rubbing his fingers in between your wet folds.

“Yes!” You moaned. “It’s all for you.” You tell him.

TJ’s tongue licked in between your folds, moaning at your taste. He wrapped his arms around your thighs to hold you in place. His tongue circled your clit a few times before licking along your pussy. He did that for a couple minutes before latching his lips on your clit and began sucking on it. He ate you out like his life depends on it. He moaned against your pussy, sending vibrations through your pussy. One of your hands made its way to his head, your fingers tugging on his hair while your other hand clutched the sheets beneath you. One of his arms left your thigh, his fingers making their way to your pussy. He rubbed his middle and ring fingers in between your folds, getting them wet with your slick before sliding them inside of you. A moan fell from your lips. The pleasure you were receiving from his mouth and his fingers made you feel like you were on top of the world. He moved his fingers at a steady pace before speeding them up. Your jaw dropped, moans, curse words, and his name left your lips. It was like music to his ears. He didn’t want those pretty sounds you make for him to end so he sped up his movements with his fingers and began flicking his tongue against your clit. You’ve never felt this amount of pleasure before. TJ’s eyes flickered up at you, watching as pleasure took over your body. You looked down at him, making eye contact with him. He winked at you and went back to focusing on making you cum. His other arm left your thigh and snaked up your body, stopping at your breasts. His hand cupped one of your breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned, arching your back in pleasure and pushed your breasts more into his hand.

Your cunt squeezed around his fingers. The more TJ’s tongue flicked against your clit and the faster his fingers moved in and out of you made your orgasm build up.

“I’m close!” You tell him.

TJ sped up his movements with his tongue and fingers to get your orgasm to come faster. Your lower stomach tightened. Your vision went blurry and your eyes fluttered shut. Your grasp on his hair tightened when your orgasm was coming closer to the edge. A loud moan of his name left your lips as you came hard. TJ licked up every last drop of your release before pulling his fingers out of your pussy and hovered over you, leaning down to kiss you sloppily. You moaned when you tasted yourself on his lips.

“You taste amazing, baby.” TJ says huskily.

You moaned when he grinded his hard cock against your pussy. You couldn’t help but look down at his cock. He’s bigger than you imagined. After a few seconds, you felt his fingers under your chin, tilting your head up so you were looking in his blue eyes that are now filled with lust.

“My eyes are up here, cutie.” He says.

You got a boost of confidence. You maintained eye contact with him while one of your hands wandered down to his hard cock. You wrapped your hand around it, slowly pumping it and using his precum as a lubricant. A soft moan left TJ’s lips. He looked down at your hand wrapped around his cock, watching as you lined his cock at your tight entrance. Both of you moaned in relief when his tip slid inside of you. TJ slide the rest of his cock inside of you, inch by inch till he was balls deep inside of you. He leaned down, kissing you hungrily while you took a moment to adjust to his size. You parted your lips just enough for his tongue to slide in your mouth, exploring every inch of your mouth.

“Fuck me.” You say, pulling away from the kiss.

TJ didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled almost all the way out, only leaving his tip inside of you and thrusted back inside of you in a fast thrusts and keeping his thrusts fast. He spread your legs wider and watched his cock thrust in and out of your pussy, covered with your slick.

“Fuck…” He moans at the sight.

He put your legs over his thighs and hovered over you, caging you in between him and the mattress. He leaned down and kissed you sloppily. You two moaned against each other’s lips. One of your hands found its way to his back, your nails digging in his skin while your other hand found its way to the back of his head, your fingers tugging on his hair. TJ moaned at the feeling of your nails digging in his skin and your fingers tugging at his hair.

“I’m never letting you go after this.” TJ was breathless as he pulled away from your lips. “You’re mine now.” He says.

You moaned at the thought of being his. You’ve always imagined being his, but you didn’t know that you were his type.

“You like that?” His voice was husky. “You like the thought of being my girl?” He asks, kissing just below your ear.

“Yes!” You gasped. “I want to be yours!” You moaned.

TJ smiled against your neck and marked you up with more hickeys. One of his hands wandered down to your leg and moved it up, placing it on his side. That created a new angle. His cock hit your sweet spot, making you moan loudly. TJ smirked to himself, loving the fact that he found your sweet spot.

“Right there!” You finally said in a moan.

“Did I find your little spot, cutie?” TJ asks, damn well knowing that he found it before you said it.

You moaned in response. His cock continued it hit your sweet spot. One of his hands found its way to your clit and began rubbing it. Your pussy squeezed around his cock at the feeling of his fingers rubbing your clit. His cock hitting your sweet spot and his fingers rubbing your clit made your orgasm build up. You could tell he was close too cause his thrusts got sloppy, but he regained his rhythm. He wanted to make you cum first before he came. Your lower stomach tightened. Your moans turned into small whimpers like you were trying to tell TJ you were about to cum.

“You gonna cum, baby?” TJ asks, panting.

“Mhmm.” You hummed through a whimper.

“Cum for me, baby girl.” He whispers in your ear.

His fingers applied more pressure on your clit as he continued to rub it. That sent you over the edge. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came harder than ever before. TJ gave your clit one last rub before focusing on his own orgasm. A loud “fuck” left his lips as he came inside of you. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He pulled out of you and laid down next to you. The two of you stared up at the ceiling, breathing heavily.

“I’ve wanted that for so long.” You spoke up after a few minutes.

“Me too.” TJ says.

You turned towards him, your fingers trailing across the lines of his abs.

“Did you mean what you said?” You asked.

“Mean what?” He asks.

“That you want me to be your girl.” You repeated his words from earlier. “Cause I didn’t know I was your type and-” TJ interrupted your rambling with a kiss.

“I meant it.” He almost whispers. “The question is, will you accept it or not?” He asks.

You didn’t say anything. You kissed him in response. TJ smiled against your lips.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He kisses you once more. “Now that you’re my girl, we can go for a round two if you’re up for it.” He says, biting his bottom lip.

“You read my mind, pretty boy.” You say seductively with a grin.

A squeal left your lips when TJ pulled you on top of him. The rest of the night didn’t go to waste and you finally got the guy of your dreams.

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-Bucky’s Doll

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you’re talking on the phone and your lover quietly comes up behind you, wraps their arms around you, and starts gently kissing your neck. you begin to lose focus on your phone call as you concentrate on not making any noise.

with tj hammond please and thank you! xoxo

I love TJ 🥰

"I think I found the perfect dress. I just have to figure out how to hide it from TJ," you tell your best friend while standing at the island in the kitchen. "He's a bit nosy."

Giggles leave both of your lips as you flip through another wedding magazine, your eyes glancing towards the engagement ring on your finger. "Is he excited?" Beth asks, hearing the smile in your voice.

"Oh, definitely. Every night before we go to bed he's talking about how magnificent our wedding is going to be," you grin, feeling your heart flutter in your chest.

TJ hears you talking to your friend from your shared bedroom as he gets dressed, hair still damp from the shower he took. His fingers glide through his hair before walking towards the sound of your voice.

You let out a laugh as Beth talks about what she wants to do at your wedding. TJ smiles softly and quietly steps up to you before wrapping his arms around your waist.

A gasp leaves your lips as one of your hands rests on top of his. You glance over your shoulder to see TJ standing behind you. "Hi," he whispers and presses a kiss to the nape of your neck. "Don't mind me."

You and Beth continue your conversation as you look at bouquet pieces in the magazine, telling her what kind of flowers you want for yours. TJ starts to suck on your neck, a smirk coming to his lips at the shiver that runs down your spine.

"Y/N?" Beth calls out to you and you snap out of your thoughts.

"Y-Yeah? Sorry, I got distracted," you mumble with heated cheeks as your free hand starts pushing him away.

TJ hums against your skin while pinning your hand behind your back. "Be good," he mutters into your ear. You roll your eyes back, feeling yourself become aroused as Beth continues talking about ideas for your wedding. "Good girl."

Your breath hitches in your throat, causing your friend to squeal, "I know!" Your fiancé's free hand moves around your waist before slipping into the front of your shorts.

You lean your head against his shoulder and bite your lip roughly, keeping the moans in. TJ slides his hand into your panties before his index finger finds your clit. You squeeze your eyes shut and buck your hips up, wanting more from him.

"H-Hey, Beth?" You stutter as your breathing grows a bit heavy.

TJ removes his hand from your shorts before bending you over the island. "Yeah?" She asks while he pulls both your shorts and panties down to your ankles.

"I gotta let you go. TJ's parents are here," you lie as the man behind you falls to his knees before spreading your ass cheeks apart.

"Oh, okay! Let's meet up for lunch sometime and go over things," she says excitingly and you nod your head in agreement.

TJ smirks before pressing his face against your pussy, his tongue gliding up your slit. "Y-Yeah, yeah, de-definitely," you stutter some more, a breathy gasp escaping your lips.

You don't give her a chance to say anything else before you hang up, setting your phone onto the countertop. "Fuck, TJ," you moan out and lean your forehead against the cool granite.

"Mm, you didn't want to stay on the phone longer?" He hums into your pussy before wrapping his tongue around your clit.

"Gah, fuck you," you groan while reaching a hand back, your fingers gripping the ends of his hair.

"Don't worry I will."

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Every Other Weekend, Part 6

Summary:  You and TJ go out, and Jack and Callum show up

Pairings:  Jack O’Malley X Reader, TJ Hammond X Reader, Mickey Henry X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, one night stand, mentions of divorce, tears, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  4.4K

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“Hey!” Jack says excitedly when you call. You never call on your weekend, “Wait, is something wrong? Is Finn okay?”

“Yeah, he’s fine,” you hated this. Hated every bit of it, and missed when life was just simple. When you could call him because you missed the sound of his voice. “TJ was wanting to go out tonight, and it’s my weekend. Finn wants to spend the night with my parents, but I wanted to check and see if you wanted him?”

“Oh,” he hesitates, looking over at Cal. “Um, I already had plans.”

“It’s okay. I just wanted to give you that option. Also, wanted to talk to you about maybe getting him on a weekday. He misses you. Maybe have a night or two of dinners at the house? You’re better at math anyways.”

It felt normal and strained all at the same time. Felt so forced, and it almost felt like you were holding onto whatever strings you had left of your family. “You know I want to spend as much time with him as possible,” it was one of the few things you wanted from Jack. An available father. “So where’s the dynamic duo going tonight?”

“We’re going out,” he was such a slime ball sometimes, always trying to trick you into telling him where you were going.  You knew he was going to be doing his own research, and he would find you.

“Hmm,” he playfully chides you.  “I’m guessing you two are dressing in all black, TJ is going to have his fancy little martinis, and you can’t even fake classy like that when it comes to your alcohol, you’re going to have a bottle of beer in your hand, and you’ll be dancing up a storm.  Just stay away from pool tables.”

Both of you sigh, remembering happier times between the two of you.  It was bittersweet to think that it all started with a pool table, drinks, and TJ and Callum.  “You and Cal have fun tonight.  I’m picking the boy up tomorrow, and we’re going to see a movie,” you leave it open for a second, hoping that he will invite himself.  Unsure of why you did it.  But there was still a deep longing for your family.  For your husband.  You just couldn’t trust him.

“If you’re going to go see the latest Batman movie, do you mind if I tag along?”

“You better ask our son.  I need to get him to my parents, and get ready.  Have fun, Jack.”

“You, too,” he clicks off, and puts his phone on his chin thinking.  Contemplating everything that you had said, before jumping up and looking at your social medias.

“What are you doing?” Cal asks, peeking around Jack’s shoulder.  “Get off her page.”

“Her and TJ are going out tonight,” he says, clicking through your recent activity.  Nothing.  You were a ghost online, but not TJ.  TJ wants everyone to know that he’s having more fun than everyone else.

“They should.  TJ is good for her, and you won’t have to worry about her having sex,” Jack turns to glare at Cal, and he holds his hands up in surrender.  “No one has her back quite like Teej, you know this.  Ooh!” He points at a local club that was hosting a new DJ, “Can we go there?”

“Yep,” Jack answers, putting the address in his phone.  “We’re not the only ones.”

“Jack!” Cal throws his head back dramatically.  “You can’t go chasing her around all the time.”

“No, you said I needed to try.  I’m trying.  Me and her have open dialogue.  She can actually look at me again.  She invited me over for dinners at the house with Finn.”

“You’re not weaseling your way in, are you?  Like you legit want to be with your wife?  Want to wake up in the bed with her every morning?  Want to clock out, and go home to her every night?  Want to deal with the hard stuff?  Want to see your son every day?  Want to be there for her?  And want to compromise and have another kid?  This isn’t some conquest.  This is a woman that does in fact love you, maybe she’s still in love with you, maybe she’s in love with the idea that she had in her head of you.  But you can’t just do this, and spend time with Finn and then flake away.  You have to be there for her during the hard times.  Have to have arguments, without turning to someone else who will just tell you what you want to hear.  That woman is who you talk about things with.  Open yourself and be vulnerable.”

“Yeah,” he answers.  Standing up to walk out of the station, “Like I know this is stupid, but I realize what I had, now that it’s gone,” he gets a hard whack in the back of the head at that admission, “I know, I’m dumb.  I am a dumb man.  I wanted to have it all, and now I have nothing.  But she and my son are what I want.  This isn’t just to prove that I can have her whenever I want.  This is wanting the life that I should have been working to have with her.  They don’t make women like her.”

“Yeah, she made the best lunches.  And now, I don’t get snacks.  You messed up my snack time for me Jackson.  I miss those cute little boxes of a cheese and meat platters.  With the little nuts, and jellies.  It was like a charcuterie box.  I’m going to tell her I want that.  She’ll make me one.  I haven’t pissed her off.  So we’re going to this club, and you’re hoping that she and TJ will be there?”

“Yep.  They’ll be there, or we’re going to look like idiots.”

“Correction, you dance like a white boy.  You’re going to look like an idiot.”

“Stop dancing with me,” TJ yells in your ear, trying to pull away from you, but you pull him back.  “That fine as fuck DJ is checking you out.  Keeps smiling at you, and that tall drink of water keeps thinking I’m straight because you won’t quit grinding on me.  You’re cockblocking me. Again.  And yourself,” he gives a wave up at the DJ trying to push you away.

“Don’t leave me.  He’s working,” you glance up at the man, and he was smiling the whole time, and directly at you.  Waving his hand for you to come up there to him.  “Oh!”

“See!  Now, go suck his dick while he plays or something,” you smack him in the stomach, and his obnoxious and roaring laughter lifts your mood even more.  “Not everyone you date has to be on that app.  You can meet people out in real life.  Go talk to the man.”

“Yeah.  Yeah, I’ll…I’m going up there,” you depart from TJ, going up to the DJ which you find out quickly his name was Mickey.  He even pulls you in front of him, teaching you how to work the turntables.  Getting close to your body quickly.

TJ sits at the bar, ordering up another martini when he sees Jack and Cal walk in, and starts laughing.  Raising a hand to the two men, and they trot over to him, “Quit looking,” TJ says, pointing up at the stage.  Jack’s face falls for a minute seeing you smiling and laughing.  “She just got up there.  He’s been watching her all night.”

“She looks beautiful,” his eyes drift all down your body.  You and TJ always did make a statement when you walked in somewhere.  Coordinated enough, but could still attract the people you wanted.

“She looks hot,” TJ responds, taking a sip from his martini.  “You went digging on my facebook didn’t you?” Jack looks over at him quickly, and TJ shrugs, “You’re predictable Jack.  You can’t stand not to snoop.  And yes, I put that shit out there to lead you to where she was going to be.  She’s not on a date with this guy.  She’s flirting.”

“He looks sloppy,” Jack notes, looking down at his clothes.  TJ pulls apart one of Jack’s layers, and then another.  “What are you doing?” He slaps his hand off him.

“How many layers do you have on today?  Your wife has a type, and it starts with the clothes,” Callum throws his head back, starting to laugh, but Jack squints his eyes, glaring at TJ.  “Ain’t none of y’all going to win best dressed.  She stays with me, so we can look good together, and then she has you and whatever that is to make her look like the queen she is.  Look at fucking Dean.”

“Don’t talk about that man.  I have a meeting with him on Monday.  He’s talking to Finn about his mom,” TJ points up at you, and Jack shakes his head.  “She’d pull Dean’s testicles off his body if she thought that he was including Finn in her dates.  I think she ended it with Dean,” TJ nods his head quickly, “Okay, she definitely ended it with Dean, and he doesn’t like it.  So he involves our son.  She…I gotta go,” he bolts off quickly when he sees you start to walk off the stage, and TJ slaps at Callum’s arm.

“Big guy, that sweet thing right there is checking you out.  Now, if you would please, I have got this man that I have wanted to talk to you, and if it isn’t my bestie, it’s you and Jack.  Talk to her, dance with her, take her home.  Jack is busy.”

“You think this is gonna work?” TJ shrugs his shoulders, taking a sip of the martini, already tapping his finger on the bar for another.  “They love each other.  They know they love each other.  She’s stubbornly trying to prove she doesn’t.”

“She still believes Jack slept with that woman.  Maybe he did, maybe he didn’t.  Doesn’t matter.  She thinks he did.  She’s stubbornly trying to prove she doesn’t love him, so she doesn’t get hurt.  She’s sleeping around, because ‘he did’.  That woman is struggling because her heart starts in her vagina.  But Jack has something no one else does.”

The two men look at each other, and both respond, “Finn.”

“Jack will always have a piece of her heart because that’s Finn’s dad.  She wants things to work.  But she’s playing the game like Jack did.  One foot in and one foot out.”

“Our friends suck,” Cal looks over at the woman that TJ had pointed out, and nods his head at her.  “If Jack plays his cards right…”

“No, you watch, he won’t be going home with her.  I think she really meant it when she said she wasn’t going to sleep with him,” Cal points over towards you and Jack, and you were laughing at whatever he was saying.  Your hand finding any excuse to touch him.  “She’s had a few beers.  And a couple of shots.”

“Twenty bucks says he goes home with her.”

“Thirty bucks says he just gets a kiss,” TJ puts his hand in front of Cal, and they both shake on it.  Going their separate ways with their prospective partners for the evening while you giggle again at Jack.

Grabbing at his hips, you tell him to loosen up.  “Have fun!”

“This is so fun.  So very fun,” he responds sarcastically, and you throw your head back laughing, but grab his hand to place on your hips.  

“Feel the beat.  Or just feel me,” he gulps, as he tries to dance around with you.  He was definitely feeling you.  Had your undivided attention, and you were ignoring the DJ and only looking at him.  Your eyes were shining up at him, and the two of you were laughing.  You weren’t just Finn’s parents at this moment.  You were two people enjoying each other.

“That’s better,” you giggle, turning around, and his hands pull you closer to his body, “Oh, we’re going back to the good ole days, huh?”

“Remind me of how good you can dance,” circling your hips, you lean forward a bit, starting to grind on him.  Even he gets into dancing.  Relaxing enough to enjoy the beat of the music, but mostly your ass on his crotch.  You close your eyes, and forget about the past.  Push aside everything that has happened, and will yourself to live only in this moment.

Your hand goes behind you, and you hold onto his neck.  Jack takes a chance, and leans forward, softly kissing on the column of your neck.  With your first whimper, he nibbles on your skin.  Kissing up your neck, before he comes to your face, and you were looking at him through your lashes.  Your pupils a deep sea of lust.  Your fingers wiggle around on him, urging him closer.

His eyes flash down to your lips, and you pull him even closer.  Inching closer and closer, so slowly, before his petal pink lips touch your own.  The moment he touches your mouth, your body spins around, so you can deepen the kiss.  Granting his tongue access quickly.  It was muscle memory, but it was so full of passion.  You hadn’t kissed him like this in so long.  Hadn’t felt him like this for years.

Jack’s hand starts coasting up your side, and his thumb brushes over your nipple, and you yip on his mouth, and he pulls you closer.  Starting to walk backwards, and get you somewhere private.  A heated moment between two old lovers.  He starts kissing down your neck, looking around the crowded club, and you blink your eyes open.  

Purple haze surrounded you; intoxicating you.  Those thick fingers caress your soft curves, and you hear a scratch of the record, and realize where you were.  Remember just who was sucking on your neck, and you push him off you, “I can’t do this.”

“Sharkie, wait.”

“I’m not some hookup, Jack.  I can’t,” he grabs at your hand, pulling you back to him, “I can’t.  I can’t give you that.”

“Let’s just leave then,” there was so much sincerity in his face that it hurt.  A deep rooted pain fills in your gut, and you hated the way it was making you feel.  “We don’t even have to do anything.  Let’s just go home,” you shake your head no.  Your vision goes blurry as your eyes fill up with tears.  “Why?”

“I can’t do that with you.  I don’t trust myself with you.”

“Why?”

“Because I always fall,” you pull his hand off your own and start to walk away.  Getting closer to the stage, while Jack spins on his heel, and marches out of the club.  Screaming the minute he gets out, and Cal and TJ look at each other from across the way.  

You were already waving your hand to Mickey, who calls another man to take his place, sinking deeper away from the crowd ready for some privacy.  Cal walks outside to Jack who was sitting on the curb, “What happened?”

“We kissed,” his foot toes the ground, but his eyes stare blankly at nothing.  “Not just a little peck, but a real kiss.  It felt like the beginning of our relationship again.  Everything was fine.”

“You were trying to fuck her in there, weren’t you?”

“I don’t know.  She thinks that’s what it was.  I don’t know.  I really don’t know.  I wanted somewhere more private, but we could have left, and just snuggled on the couch.  It doesn’t always have to be sexual.  But I know that’s what she thought it was.  I know she sees me looking at her as an easy way to get my dick wet, and that’s my fault.  Robyn got the sweet flirty side of me, and she got only my dick,” he throws his body back on the pavement looking at the sky.

“Get up off the disgusting ground.”

“I deserve to be down here.”

Cal sits down on the curb with him, nodding his head.  “I really did cheat on her, didn’t I?  Like me giving the best parts to Robyn, even when I was living with my family.  She told me there was no passion in our love making anymore.  I just used her to get my dick wet.  She was supposed to be my everything.  I was with Robyn when my son was in the hospital.  My son was unconscious and my wife was alone.  Scared about our son, and worried about where I was.  And I was drinking coffee with another woman,” Jack starts laughing, closing his eyes, and slams his hands over them.

“I would leave me, too.  I love her.  And I hate that it took all of this to see that.  But I felt it, and I know she did, too.  I know that she felt that spark the moment that our lips touched.  She could feel this passion that we hadn’t had in years.  It was just like old times sake.  And here I was just wanting to get away from the noise, and she took it as using her for her pussy.  Because that’s how I made her feel.  I made her feel like she wasn’t worth anything besides what sits in between her thighs.  And she’s running from what she really feels because I’m dumb.  I wanna drink.  I just want to drink my sorrows away.”

“You’ve got a movie date with them tomorrow.  You can have one more beer.  You’re not drinking your sorrows away.  You’re going to the movies.  You will be Finn’s parents.  Finn needs the both of you.  Monday, you’re marching in and telling Winchester to leave your kid out of his former relationship,” Jack whispers okay, and Cal stands, giving him a hand.  

“She loves me, though,” he smiles up at Callum.  “She can’t fake passion.  I knew at the end it was just sex between us.  That though…that kiss had sparks.  Had desperation and need.  Because my wife still loves me.”

“Come on lover boy.”

TJ opens the door where he had seen you and Mickey run off to, and you were sitting on top of him.  Ass exposed as you bounce over him.  “I’m gonna lock this door,” he says as he closes it quickly.

Your arms wrap around Mickey’s neck, letting him kiss all over your skin.  You were just going through the motions.  But he was enjoying himself.  Deep panting breaths as he sucks bruises on you.  His long fingers cupping your ass and slamming you down harder on his length.  

Mickey was just as touch starved as you, and he made sure to touch and kiss every part of your body.  Even though this didn’t mean a damn thing, he makes you feel like you were the only one.  He was touching you in all the right places.  Kissing all over your body, not neglecting any exposed skin, but he couldn’t stop returning to your mouth.  Swallowing all your moans was becoming an addiction and his favorite flavor.  You wanted to forget, but in the twenty minutes you are with him, it felt like for just that time, you were in love again.  If only for these precious few minutes.  

You didn’t do this anymore, and yet here you were having the most meaningless sex with someone you barely knew.  Didn’t even know his last name.  But TJ had armed you with condoms, and you were pissed.  Mad at yourself for allowing your vulnerability with Jack to sneak out.  You let him know just how fragile you were when it came to him.  

And now here you were taking some man you just met.  Was balls deep, and between his vocal performance and your squelching sounds, the two of you were quite a pair.  Letting the pleasure seep its way to your own throat, you moan as you get closer.  Hoping that he cums quickly, because you didn’t know if you could go for more.  

Now you just wanted to go to sleep.  Couldn’t properly enjoy a good fuck because it was making you feel disgusted.  Both his hands cup your face, and he swallows every whimpering mewl as your walls clench down tight around him.  Squeaking out his own pleasure, before his head throws back, “That was amazing,” he pants.  Holding onto your hips when you try to get off.

“Where are you doing?” He was a pretty little thing, but there was no way that you could see this lasting.  Had no desire to bring him around your son.

“Can we do this again?”

“Not likely,” he snorts, finally letting go of you, allowing you to stand up.  You shimmy your dress back over your hips and thighs.  Going to reach for your panties, but he grabs them up off the floor, “You’re keeping my panties?”

“Well, since I don’t get to feel that tight pussy again, it only seems fair that I get to jerk off into these pretty lacy things.  Looks like I made you cream before you ever even pulled me back here,” you nod your head, letting him think he was the reason for your ruined panties.  It was easier for yourself to admit that.  

Jack terrified you.  Made you realize that you fell so hard, fast, and easy with him.  And you weren’t sure you could ever give yourself to someone like that again.  “Good luck with the music, Mickey.”

“Yeah, if ever you’re needing a quick lay, I’m here.  I know it’s not serious.”

“You just caught me at a bad time in my life.”

“Even divorced mother’s need sex,” you give him an odd look, and his head flicks towards your hand, “There’s a tanline on your finger.  Mothers are usually pretty guarded.  You protect yourself to protect your child.  It’s not that deep,” he grunts, pulling the soiled condom off, and stuffs his dick back in his pants.  “I hope you find your happiness.  Everyone deserves that.”

“Thanks,” you whisper, giving him a kiss to the cheek.  You walk out, and TJ pouts on the opposite wall, holding his hands out to give you a big hug, “Can you sleep with me tonight?”

“Not like that, right?  Like you got a good fill?  I don’t think I could get it hard for you,” you pinch his butt.  Keeping your head leaned over on his shoulder as the two of you walk out.  “How do you feel?”

“Like shit,” he hands over your phone, and gives you a big smile.  “What?”

“Who’s Frank?”

“Shut up.”

“Who is Frank?  I clicked out of that picture so fast.  I didn’t see anything, but a hairy chest, and those deep v’s on hips.  You two sending nudes?  Is he your next victim?”

“No!” You shout, slamming yourself into the backseat of the Uber.  “No, Frank is different.”

“But you’re sending pictures?”

“That just started,” TJ gives you an almost sad smile, and you lay your head back on his shoulder.  Wrapping both your arms around his one.  “I don’t want to rush into things with Frank.  He’s never been married.  He’s a professor.  He wants kids.  Knows that I have a kid.  And he scares me.”

“Why?” He leans over giving you a quick kiss to your head.  Your eyes blink close as a single tear falls down your face.

“Because, these other ones I’m talking to, I’m not really connecting with them, you know?  I’m talking to them, setting up dates, knowing it won’t be much.  Frank I talk to.  Frank I like.  Frank I don’t want just sex with.  But…what if he’s not Jack?”

“You won’t know, until you know.”

“You think I should make it work with Jack?”

“Make it work?  No.  That forcing bullshit never worked in the past.  I think you should let things progress with Jack the way they are.  Integrate him more with Finn.  Have your family dinner nights.  Don’t deny what’s happening with Frank or whoever else.  But let things grow organically with Jack.  He’s a good dad.  He’s a great guy.  He wasn’t the best husband.  I love Jack.  But he had his flaws, just like you should have been honest with him about what you knew and what you wanted from him.  You shouldn’t have asked for a baby to save your relationship.  There’s not a perfect timeline for you and Jack.  Grow in the way that your fast asses didn’t allow in the beginning.  Two months.  Pregnant.  Three months.  Married.  You guys didn’t know how to take things slow.  Take it slow now.”

“You’re right,” TJ usually was.  “It feels…comforting having Jack be with me and Finn.”

“That’s his dad.”

“Yeah.”

“But you still want him as your partner?” You nod your head, ready to cry on his chest.  “It’s okay to want it, and to be scared of it, and want to explore other options.  Don’t feel guilty about needing to make sure that Jack is who you want.”

“What if he doesn’t want to wait on me to decide?”

“Then,” he says, opening his door.  “He really isn't who you were supposed to be with.  For what it’s worth, I’m pretty sure Jack is set on making things work.  But unless you're willing to forgive everything that happened in the past.  Push it back and let it go, don’t go there, okay?  Now Oreos and milk?”

“Please,” you pout as he drags you in the house.  Stopping in the kitchen, while you strip out of your clothes on the way to the bedroom.  Tossing aside your heels, and you grab one of Jack’s shirts and some clean panties.  Jumping in the bed, and TJ appears with a pack of Double Stuf Oreos and a glass of milk to share.  Stripping down to nothing but his boxer briefs.

He doesn’t make a comment about the shirt that you’re wearing.  Never says anything about how it smells like Jack’s smoky cologne.  He is just there for you.  Letting you cling tight to him when you’ve had your fill of cookies.  TJ was such a good friend, he didn’t make a comment about the tears you were spilling on his chest, and trying not to make a sound.  He knew you were hurting and conflicted.  So he was just there.

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Pairings: Bi! TJ Hammond x F! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of sex

Word Count: 353

Note: This was inspired by a dream I had and I might write a spicier follow up 🙈

You huffed reading the stupid text that came across your phone, rolling your eyes you tossed it to the other side of the couch and crossed your arms

“Why the long face, peaches?” TJ asked as he came into the living room where you sat pouting on the couch

“You know that guy I was seeing?” You asked

“Yeah, Chad?” He said

“Chris, but yeah him. He just dumped me, basically said in the nicest way possible that I was too boring” You explained

TJ blew raspberries and laughed

“What a dumbass, clearly he’s the one that didn’t know how to have fun because you are the furthest thing from boring” TJ assured you

“I don’t know” You sighed and laid across the couch, placing your head in TJ’s lap

“Don’t let one douchebag get you down, you’re too damn wonderful for that, peach” He said as he ran his fingers through your hair

TJ was your best friend and fuck buddy? The reason he called you peaches makes your cheeks flush when you think about it. The first time the two of you hooked up and he went down on you, he said you tasted like peaches and the nickname stuck.

You didn’t know what to really call him but all your friends said you were stupid for sleeping with him when he was clearly gay but was he? Why would he be sleeping with you if he was gay? You let your friends get you down way too much about it. Telling you that you’d end up falling in love with him and he would just leave as soon as he found some hunky man to pound him into the mattress and it did make you wonder considering you knew how much TJ liked getting fucked but you weren’t in love with him, you knew this was college and you two were experimenting and having fun.

Besides you weren’t even dating but your friends kept making you think otherwise about your relationship with him and you were starting to wonder which meant either you needed better friends or you should have a conversation with TJ

[sableseb]

Bad Habits

Mike Weiss x TJ Hammond x f!character

word count: 2.2k

warnings: smut, use of drugs, elements of voyeurism throughout, finger sucking, threesome, oral m receiving

tags: @meetmeatyourworst​​ @stucky-my-ship​​ @greeneyedblondie44​​ @harrysthiccthighss​​ @sparksforkoo​​ @bemine-bucky​​

a/n: This story is based off my beautiful bff @fuckandfluff​​ ‘s request, “Any combo of a Seb and Chris character in a threesome with f!reader and the boys are super into each other?” I hope you love!.x

Mike never knew how to cope with the deep feeling of loneliness that eats at his heart each dreadful day. Being a lawyer just adds on to all the morbid thoughts that race through his mind, the stress was never manageable. Until, he found closure through drugs. They make him feel something, something other than despair. He feels calm and at peace with his own demons.

But, once the high vanishes, he’s sucked back into the reality that is his life. Ungodly work hours and sadness. Deep down, he feels as if there truly is no hope for him. All he’ll ever be is an addict in the eyes of everyone he encounters.

TJ notices the dirty blonde moping in the corner of the low lighted club. He always notices him. He seems to be a regular just like TJ. He doesn’t blame the mystery man, this place has the best coke around and not to mention it’s crawling with late night rendezvous. Men, women, all carved from beauty and clearly willing and able to spend copious amounts of cash. This whole place oozes wealth, sex, and drugs and TJ can never stay away.

Mike notices a young man make his way towards him, no one’s ever approached him before. He’s not exactly someone people are drawn to, but little to his knowledge, TJ would differ, he feels something pulling closer to the pitiful looking man. He’s gorgeous, eyes a deeper blue than his own that hold sorrow, messy hair, an impressive beard that encases an even more impressive mouth.

Sliding into the leather booth, TJ puts his lips next to the man’s head so he can hear him more clearly over the thumping of the music.

“I’m TJ,” he says, extending his hand out.

Mike looks at the boy’s hand then back up to his face. His eyes hold a mischievous look, a smile that screams trouble is placed upon his mouth, disheveled waves form around the crown of his head. He seems like a bad habit. Fuck it, Mike thinks. What’s one more questionable choice in his life?

“Mike,” he replies, clasping his hand around TJ’s.

“Mike, you look like you’re in need of a good time.”

He contemplates his statement. “Something like that,” Mike says, flashing a half-hearted grin.

TJ swears he can feel his chest tighten. Mike is arguably one of the prettiest men in this place and he wants nothing more to get into those dress pants. He can think of more than a few ways to cheer him up.

“I have an idea,” TJ starts. “It involves you, me, a pretty girl, and some white powder...what do ya say?”

Mike is a bit overwhelmed at his proposition. All this is moving too fast. He’s just met this man and he’s thinking about being out of his mind while he fucks him? The music seems to have gotten louder, TJ’s eyes  glow under the neon strobes, and Mike’s cock is jumping at the thought of being in the throes of pleasure with his new acquaintance. His senses are a mess and that just fuels his decision further.

“Pretty girl you say?” 

TJ’s tongue slips out to wet his bottom lip. “Only the prettiest.”

Mike’s eyes follow the tilt of the brunette’s head. Oh. Pretty wasn’t the word. She’s long, lean, and obviously looking their way with eyes that scream, “Take me, now.”

“Lead the way, TJ.”

TJ grabs Mike’s arm with much enthusiasm and weaves him through the mass of bodies moving along the dance floor. They stop next to the girl with the sultry look. Mike watches in awe as TJ takes her with his mouth so openly. The way their tongues dance along one another has him straining in his slacks. He sees the way TJ’s jaw protrudes sharply with each movement along the woman’s mouth. His mind drifts to what it would be like to bite that jaw, to be the one forcing his head back and taking his neck.

He side eyes Mike, smirking into the girls mouth and rubbing himself along her hip. TJ doesn’t break eye contact. He knows what’s swirling through Mike’s mind and he’s more than happy to be apart of his sweet release.

TJ’s leading them both now to one of the back rooms. The loud music is a low thrum that vibrates the floor and walls. The lighting is dull, hues of blue and purple give the atmosphere a calming, seductive touch. 

“Strip for us, baby,” TJ tells her. 

She doesn’t hesitate, the tight dress falls down to her ankles. She’s standing in front of the two men in nothing but her sparkling heels. Their gazes take in her figure, curves in all the right places, breasts that have the perfect slope to them, and legs that seem to never end. 

TJ steps up to her, grabbing and rubbing her in places that make her throw her head back and hum in pleasure. It’s music to Mike’s ears. He wants to reach out and touch both of them, but it’s like he’s stuck. He’s been with plenty of women at the same time, but he’s never added a man in the mix. He doesn’t know where to begin, so he settles for watching and waiting. 

TJ’s hand travels down to the apex of her thighs, taking a finger and swiping it through her folds. He knows how worked up she gets when there’s the prospect of adding another body for the night. So, he’s not surprised to find her already soaked. He toys with her clit for a few moments, letting her bask in the sweet pleasure before telling her, “On the table, sweetie.”

She sits perched on the glass coffee table in front of the leather couch. Slowly, she lays down, nipples on display from the coolness of the air and TJ’s touches, pussy glistening in the low light. Both men have to bite back a groan. Their pants are growing tighter by the second, their cocks begging to be freed.

TJ takes Mike’s hand in his, dragging him down to the floor with him. They’re on their knees in front of the splayed out woman. Mike almost questions what they’re doing, but TJ produces a bag filled with white and he knows exactly where this is going. 

TJ sprinkles lines of powder along her chest, her stomach, her hips and mound. He kisses along her thighs causing her to bite her lip at the feeling. TJ catches the way Mike is staring at her mouth, like he wants a taste.

“You can kiss her man, she won't mind.”

Mike looks over at him before looking at her mouth once more. She throws a wink his way and he takes that as the incentive to lean in. Her mouth is soft against his own, her lips are the perfect fullness and she tastes like fruit. She grabs his face to deepen the kiss, drawing a moan from Mike. His hand moves up to grab her chest. Softly at first, but as she keeps raising up to meet the movements of his hand, his kneading gets harsher.

TJ moves between her legs, the table is digging into his hips as he leans over and snorts a line of her mound. The powder brings a burning familiarity through his nose. He welcomes the itch, the teary eyes. All he wants to do is get lost. He can never get enough of the high and the utter euphoria it brings. His horrid life gets drowned out for a few hours, the flames of hatred for being himself turns to ash when pleasure takes over his body.

He’s watching intently as the two kiss above him. He sees the way Mike twists and pulls at her taut nipples, the way he bites and sucks her lips. He loves watching two people get lost in each other. It’s almost a better high than cocaine. Almost.

Mike pulls away reluctantly, the little white lines that are sitting nice and neat along her tan body are calling to him. The line between her chest is gone as he runs his nose over it. Leaning back on his heels, he takes a moment to gather himself. 

“Good stuff am I right?” TJ asks. Of course he himself knows it’s good. He only buys the best.

“Very.”

As the coke dwindles and the highs increase, they’re all bunched together on the couch. Hands are running over bulges, mouths are attacking necks, and temperatures are rising. The men make quick work of their clothes, finally baring all just like their counterpart. 

“You’re gonna keep letting us use you, right, baby?” TJ asks her while sticking his thumb through her pout. She takes his thumb greedily, nodding her head around the digit and humming her confirmation. 

“On your knees, pretty,” TJ tells her. She eagerly obliges, coming to rest between his spread thighs. She wraps her lips around his swollen head, giving it ample attention with her licks and sucks. His head falls back against the couch, hands resting snug in her hair.

Mike takes the opportunity to do what he’s been dying to do all night, and that's to latch on to TJ’s neck and never let go. He places kisses along his collar bones as TJ’s falling apart under the girl's expert tongue. He’s a bit shocked at Mike’s forwardness, but he’s not complaining. He can feel Mike’s beard scrape along his neck, lips kissing their way up to bite his ear. It causes him to moan and buck further down the girl's throat. 

TJ turns his head to capture Mike’s wandering mouth. With a hand in her hair and a hand on the side of his face, TJ controls the pace of the kiss and the blow job. He’s truly in heaven. The drug in his system makes his senses heightened and being between two gorgeous people has him seeing stars.

TJ pulls away with a heaving chest. “Fuck her cunt,” he tells Mike through gritted teeth. She truly is working his cock into a frenzy.

Getting off the couch to kneel behind TJ’s mystery woman, he can see she’s dripping, her hole begs to be filled. He runs his shaft through her sticky folds. He bumps her clit a few times causing her to moan around TJ’s shaft, much to the brunette's pleasure. He easily glides into her wet heat. He’s holding his thrusts back, just wanting to feel her wrapped around him. She feels like silk and she’s pulsing uncontrollably around him.

When he looks at TJ and sees his flushed cheeks, his sweat kissed chest, his swollen lips, he loses what little control he had. Gripping her hips, he uses her body to fuck himself. He’s pushing and pulling her every which way as she tries to focus on TJ’s dick. 

Mike looks down to where they’re connected. He’s intently watching the way her pussy swallows him whole and how she leaves her slick behind on his skin. He gets a strange feeling, like there’s a pair of eyes on him. Looking up, he sees that TJ’s sole focus is on him, watching as he takes his pleasure from the same girl he is. 

Mike picks up his pace as he holds TJ’s gaze. He’s fucking into her with such force that she involuntarily takes more of TJ with each harsh snap of his hips. Both their eyes are glazed as they stare at each other, seemingly forgetting for a moment that there’s a girl in between them bringing them their ecstasy.

TJ takes note of his rapid thrusts and his grunts. Mike’s close and so is he. He wants to watch him come undone, to spill himself inside her. TJ wants to see the face of utter bliss he makes. 

He gets his wish. Mike’s stomach and thighs pull taut as he feels her cum around his cock. She’s so fucking tight that he can’t hold himself back any more. His brows knit together and his jaw falls slack as he cums inside her. She’s milking him for everything he’s got. He noticed the smirk TJ had as he watched him chase his release. His gaze is part of the reason he came so hard. He looked at Mike as if he were the only person in the world and that made his want sky rocket.

He pulls out with a hiss, still overly sensitive thanks to the coke in his system. Now, it’s his turn to watch TJ cum. And is it a sight. His hips lock in the air, abs clenching, his hands fist her hair harshly, his head is thrown back and he’s making the prettiest moans. Mike can feel himself hardening just from TJ’s utter loss of control.

TJ pulls himself from her mouth, watching with a grin as she swallows all of him. No words are spoken as they all redress themselves. The smell of sex hangs thick in the room, a vivid reminder of the debouched activities that went on moments prior.

Mike watches as the girl kisses TJ goodbye and saunters out the door, as if all this is completely normal to her. He’s following behind her, but TJ stops him with a pull on his wrist.

“We should hook up again sometime...maybe without the help of a lady, yeah?”

And with a peck to his lips and a wink, TJ’s off into the crowded club once more. Mike entertains the idea for a moment. Having TJ with his ass up, begging to be filled, coke smeared along his nose...he thinks he can get used to that real quick.

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