#adam ruzek smut

[saragarnier]

Away from you

Pairing: jay halstead x reader

Summary: y/n doesn’t know where Jay truly is and she got worried

Warning: angst, slightly smut, cheating,

A/N: i will probably write a part 2, stay tuned!

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You and Jay had been together for three years and everything looked good, at least it was ‘till the end of the march. You didn’t know or understand why he changed his behavior when he was with you, especially since it all happened so quickly and unexpectedly that you just couldn’t understand what happened between you two. From one day, he just started to behave differently, coming home later and telling you that he was just too busy at work, doing some paperwork and getting his things ready for the next shift. He made it looked like he was just trying to impress Voight and for a moment you actually believed him.

You knew how much he wanted to become, one day, sergeant and to be on the lead of his own unit and you just wanted to support him in any ways you could; if he wanted to make a good impression in case of a new sergeant, you wouldn’t have stop him. Actually, it looked like Voight was having some issues lately, from how Jay talked about him after work anyway, and you really trusted him and believed him about his story.

Then, one evening, you decided to go talk with Kim, having some times together and trying to explain to her what you had in mind: Jay’s birthday was closer than you thought and you had to find a good gift for him.

“I need you to help me.” You said to Kim, smiling softly. “Jay’s birthday is in two weeks and i want to surprise him with a two-days holiday. I know that he spends a lot of time at the district doing his paperwork and trying to make a good impression in case of a promotion, but i really need your help. Can you please find a good reason to get him home earlier on Friday’s night?”

Kim was surprised by your statement, not because of the surprise you were preparing for him, but for what you said about him staying at the district till late.

“What do you mean that he spends a lot of time at the district to make a good impression? He always leaves before me, actually he arrives earlier to complete the paperwork he usually leaves at the end of the shift.”

You were confused, you were really confused. What did that mean? If he usually left the district early in the evening, why he came home every night after 11 pm, when you were already sleeping?

“Uhm… he usually doesn’t come home before 11 pm.” You whispered, looking at Kim while your mind raced through all the nights you waited for him to come back home, before falling asleep because of the tiredness of the day at work.

“Y/n, i swear to God that he usually leaves at 7 pm, 8 pm if we’re up to something ‘till late.” Kim said, looking sadly at you, while something you didn’t want to admit passed through her mind.

“But… it doesn’t make sense.” You replied, shaking your head slightly. “What does he do between 7 pm and 11 pm then?”

The girl just shook his head, looking ad you sadly and placing her hand on yours, trying to reassure you in some ways. “Maybe it’s not something you have to worry about, maybe it’s just some stuff he had to do or, maybe, it’s just a bad moment for him. I remember he was like this when he suffered from PTSD.”

You nodded, but it didn’t make sense anyway. You remembered when Jay suffered from PTSD because you were always by his side, you were always there for him and you followed him step after step, trying to help him find his way out of it. It couldn’t be PTSD that time, you would have noticed immediately.

He wasn’t distressed like he was when he suffered from it, he was actually really happy and he was usually calm when he came back home.

It could be PTSD, but what was it then?”

“Sorry Kim, i have to go.” You whispered, looking at your phone and finding out it was just 9:30 pm; you had still plenty of time before he could have been home and you wanted to find out what was happening with your boyfriend, actually with your future husband.

“Don’t worry darling, it’s okay.” Kim whispered, smiling at you. “We’ll see each other soon, okay? Maybe you can come at the district one day and we can talk a little? Also Adam and Kevin missed you, you know. With all the preparations of the wedding, we didn’t see you around in a while.”

“Yeah, when i’m not at work at the hospital, i’m around the city trying some white dresses.” You sighed, wearing your jacket and placing some money on the table, paying for your own drink.

“I can imagine that. Don’t worry, really. I hope to see you again soon.” She smiled softly at you.

“I hope that too. Bye Kim, goodnight.”

You left the bar just ten minutes after and you immediately called the one and only that could have tracked Jay’s phone without a word: Mouse.

When he came back from the army, for the second time, you knew that it would have been difficult for him to start a new life again, especially after the first time. Jay helped him and, after some weeks in which he tried to convince him every single day, Mouse accepted to come back at the intelligence as a tech. It wasn’t an easy decision for him and it was strange at first, but he knew he had no better option and working with his friend was something he missed a lot.

He picked up the phone after the second ring.

“Hi! Look who showed up!” He smiled and laughed. “I was actually asking myself when you would have called me to give me the official invite to your wedding, you know? I would have asked Jay, but he i’m pretty sure is not as much involved in the preparations as you are, so…”

“Mouse, i need your favor.” You told him straight away. “I can’t find Jay and I’m worried. Can you please track his phone and tell where he is? And, can you do that without anyone knowing it?”

It was a strange request, especially since it went from you, but Mouse got it immediately and he started to track Jay’s phone straight away. He was actually scared for his friend, he was scared that Jay got into real trouble, maybe with the ptsd or something liked that, but there was no time for questions. He tracked his phone and he gave her the address after only three minutes.

“Thank you, Mouse. Sorry if i interrupted your evening. I have to go now and, don’t worry, I’ll handle the invite in person, okay?” You said, getting inside the car while looking at the address Mouse gave to you. It could be true, why was he there?

“Don’t worry, no problem at all. I’ll leave you now, i guess you’re busy… just, tell me if anything happened to him, okay?” He replied, making sure that everything was okay, making sure that you would have called him in case of trouble.

“I will, thanks Mouse.”

When he hung up, you started the car and you drove to the location he sent you; why the hell was Jay at his old apartment? Didn’t he sell it?

When you arrived at the location, you parked the car and you got out as soon as you could, going up the stairs and reaching his door just few minutes after. Fortunately, you still knew where he used to hide the key and you went for it, opening the door as silently as you could. The first thing you noticed when you entered was the emptiness of the room: there was nothing there other than some furnishings and still you didn’t understand why Jay was there.

Then, you noticed it.

Then, you noticed them: heels and they weren’t yours.

Your mouth became dry and you stopped breathing properly, trying to find an explanation for what you were seeing. You took some steps forward and your eyes fell on the jeans and t-shirts that were on the floor, all the way up to what it was Jay’s bedroom before he moved out. You took the hallway, starting to hear voices, moans you didn’t want to hear, moans you just wanted to be from your neighbors, even if you knew that they were elderly and it couldn’t have been them. Just at the front of the door, you saw them: panties and Jay’s boxer.

Your brain stopped working, you stopped breathing and your heart almost stopped beating; you just couldn’t understand what was happing, you couldn’t believed it.

You zoned out, like you couldn’t have been there, like you were just in a dream, a bad dream, a really bad one, then you came back to reality when you actually saw and hear them.

“Oh, Jay.” She moaned, begging him. “Please, faster.”

Hailey.

Jay’s partner.

“God, Hails…” Your boyfriend moaned, lowering himself on her to kiss her breast while fucking her. “I… shit… you feel so good around me.”

“Oh, J-Jay!” She moaned louder, unaware of your presence on the frame of the door, where you were watching them, without breathing.

Jay took Hailey’s legs and he put it on his own shoulder, increasing the pace.

“Yes, cum around me, baby. Cum for me, i love you.”

Surprisingly. It wasn’t watching him fucking her that destroyed you: it was his last three words, the same three words he said to you every morning before going to work, the same three words he said to you on the phone when he was to busy at work to come home, even if he was actually heading to his old apartment, when he was able to fuck his partner whenever he wanted to.

You stepped back silently, to broken to face the truth, to heart broken to face him.

You stepped back and you left without saying a word, without make noise; you went back inside your car and only then, when Hailey’s and Jay’s moans were far away from you, you started breathing again.

Tears were streaming down your cheeks from minutes probably, but you couldn’t notice it before and you were to shocked to dry off your tears: you just wanted to add as many distance as you could between you and the man you thought was the love of your life.

You didn’t even went back to your apartment, you couldn’t have handle being again in the house that would have been yours,the house in which you hoped you would have started a family with Jay. You didn’t go back to your apartment to collect all your belongings, you just left.

You left a message to your boss’ office regarding your resignation and you drove away.

Away from Jay.

Away from your apartment.

Away from the life you dreamed of with him.

Away from the love.

Away from the pain.

Away from Chicago.

[drreidssahotch]

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CRIMINAL MINDS

- Spencer Reid

- Aaron Hotchner

- Derek Morgan

- Luke Alvez

- Emily Prentiss

- Jennifer Jareau

ONE CHICAGO

- Jay Halstead

- Antonio Dawson

- Adam Ruzek

- Hank Voight

- Erin Lindsay

- Matt Casey

- Kelly Severide

- Gabriela Dawson

- Sylvie Brett

- Connor Rhodes

9-1-1 & 9-1-1: LONE STAR

- Eddie Diaz

- Evan Buckley

- Maddie Buckley

- T.K. Strand

- Carlos Reyes

GREY’S ANATOMY

- Mark Sloan

- Alex Karev

- Jackson Avery

- Derek Shepherd

- Andrew DeLuca

- Atticus Lincoln

- Nathan Riggs

- Jo Wilson

- Lexie Grey

- Addison Montgomery

- Amelia Shepherd

- Meredith Grey

OTHER CRIME SHOWS

- Tim Bradford

- Tony DiNozzo

- Nick Torres

- Colter Shaw

- Russell Shaw

- Seeley Booth

- Lance Sweets

- Steve McGarrett

• note: more will be added!!

[samantha-chicago]

Chicago PD Masterlist

Reaction (Will Halstead, Adam Ruzek x Everleigh Lindsay)

Photographs (Antonio Dawson, Intelligence x Reader) 

Baby (Adam Ruzek x Reader)

Panic (Adam Ruzek x Reader)

Shooting (Adam Ruzek x Manning!Reader)

Saving Him ( Reader x Adam Ruzek, Alvin Olinsky, Intelligence, Med)

Back Home (Jay Halstead x Halstead!Reader (Wife), Adam Ruzek, Kevin Atwater)

Back In Town (Reader x Adam Ruzek, Kelly Severide, Greg 'Mouse' Gerwitz, Jay Halstead, Will Halstead, Intelligence + More) Part I Part 1 *NSFW*  Part 2

Blood (Kevin Atwater x Reader)  

No Air (Adam Ruzek x reader, Kelly Severide x sister!reader)

That's Alvin Olinksy (Leslie Shay x Halstead!Reader)

Meet The Boyfriend (Dante Torres x reader)

Protective *NSFW* (Dante Torres x Atwater!reader)

[uncasualfangirl]

It still hurts knowing I don't see him anymore, but seeing him happy makes up for it a little 🥹🥹🥹

[jiminthestreets-bonesinthesheets]

there are so little Ruzwater fics out there! i just love them together, i want to read about them loving each other.

you know what, fine, ill do it myself.

P.S. if anyone wants to be tagged, let me know, I'm starting a list ❤

[pumpkincandlesoup]

Only mine (Crockett Marcel x reader)

Crockett can't stand it when other people flirt with you, especially your coworkers. His jealousy takes over he makes clear for everyone that you're his, and his only.

words: 1119

pairing: Crockett Marcel x fem intelligence!reader

warning: mention of gunshot, nsfw, possesive Crockett

“Hey Ruz, what do we got?” “Gunshot victim, caught three bullets in the abdomen, guy is still in surgery but Voight thinks this has something to do with the recent gang wars.” “Any word from his doctor, is he gonna make it?” “No clue, Maggie said it might take another hour.” 

Adam and I head down the ER, victim’s parents just arrived. We had a lot of questions, however the parents had very little answers. Did not even know their child was in a gang. “Hey, why don’t I buy you lunch, we’re gonna be in here a while anyway” Adam asks me. “Okay sure, thanks” I smile at him. Adam smirks at me ‘’It’s nice that we got to work together on this case, we make a good pair’, plus I quite enjoy your company’’. “You’re such a sap.’’ ‘’Oh come on, I can’t even compliment my favorite coworker’’ Adam says as he winks at me. I laugh and shake my head as he puts his arm around my shoulders. Crockett walks in, staring between the two of us, clenching his fists, he clears his throat. ‘’Dr Marcel, hey, how is our patient?’’ Adam asks. ‘’The surgery went well, he should make a full recovery in no time. Now he is not conscious yet but the sedation should wear off in about 30 minutes, you’ll be free to ask him whatever you want’’ Crockett informs us, though clearly looking annoyed at how close Adam got to me. “I gotta go back to my other patients, let me know if you officers need anything.’’ ‘’Thank you Dr Marcel.’’ 

Adam looks at me, a soft look in his eyes ‘’so you want a grilled cheese and an orange juice?’’ ‘’Oh, you know me so well.’’ We eat our lunch in peace and head upstairs to check on our patient. Dr Marcel is in the room with the patient as we walk in, insisting he stays to make sure the patient is okay, although I suspect he has alternate motivations. “You wanna be the one to start questioning, sweetheart?’’ Adam asks me. I laugh at him and nod, meanwhile Crockett gives Adam a dead stare. Adam is a really nice guy, but I don’t see him as anything more than a close friend.

From questioning the suspect we pretty much came to the conclusion that this was a gang retaliation hit, pretty much like we expected. ‘’I’ll call Voight and give him an update, can you finish up the paperwork?’’ “Yeah sure, I’ll ju-’’ I start until Crockett interrupts me: ‘’Y/N darling, can I speak with you for a moment?’’ Adam and I followed him, ‘’No, I just want to see Y/N’’. Adam looks at me for confirmation. ‘’It’s fine Adam, I’ll meet you at the car in about thirty minutes.’’ I insist. Adam nods and Crockett and I walk away.

I follow Crockett in an awkward silence, his face red, sweat on his forehead and his breathing speeds up. ‘’In here” he commands as he opens the door to an empty office, slamming the door closed, his eyes cold and full of anger. ‘’So, what’s up dr Marcel.’’ ‘’I’m not stupid, what is up with you and Ruzek?’’ “Nothing, we’re just coworkers and friends. Besides Crockett, don’t you remember what you did, hooking up with April and how you told me we were nothing.’’ 

‘’I don’t fucking care, you’re supposed to be mine, only mine. I see the way he looks at you, stop flirting with him’’ he says with a deep raspy voice, while putting his arms behind me, looking me in between the wall and his warm body. I can feel his hot breath on my face, it’s so silent that I can hear his heart beating while I look him deep in the eyes. ‘’Crockett I-” I start, only to be interrupted by his lips on mine. One of his arms grabbed my waist, pulling me closer to him, not leaving any space between our bodies. My hands in his hair, softly tucking at it, while my other hand rests on his cheek. His tongue enters my mouth, he presses his knee between my legs as I softly moan into the kiss. He pulls me even closer and lifts me as I wrap my legs around him. He walks us to the desk while stumbling into a chair and the wall. I giggle as we pull apart, he smiles, both of us out of breath, faces flushed red and lips swollen. ‘’You’re my girl, only mine darling’’ Crockett murmurs into my mouth. 

He softly kisses my forehead, then my nose, cheek and lips, planting kisses over my entire body. Crockett softly bites my lip and I moan, in the meanwhile I take his shirt off, my hands traveling down his torso. ‘’God, you’re so pretty, all for me’’ Crockett whispers into my ear. I softly moan “Crockett please’’, he works his way down towards my jaw, afterwards he starts kissing my neck, leaving behind soft bites on the places he knows so well to be extra sensitive. Crockett smoothly takes off my shirt, starts kissing my shoulder and collarbone while keeping his arms closely wrapped around me. ‘’you’re so beautiful my darling, no one else can have you, I don’t want anyone else besides you my love’’ Crockett says softly, his face being so close to me that I can feel his breath on my face as I stare him deep in the eyes.’’Oh really, prove it then’’ I smirk. He continues kissing my neck and collarbone, this time more harshly and passionately, his stubble rough on my skin, he bites on my skin leaving behind marks as I moan more loudly. One of his hands was roughing through my hair, the other one intertwined in my hand, my hand resting on his chest. “Crockett, this is gonna leave behind marks’’ ‘’That’s the entire point darling, everyone needs to know that you are mine and -’’ The moment gets rudely interrupted by my phone ringing, me and Crockett pull apart. Its Adam calling. 

‘’Hey Crockett, i should get back, we’re working on an important case.’’ He smirks at me, ‘’I’m sure your coworkers won’t suspect a thing about what happened.’’ I put on my shirt and look in the mirror, my hair completely messed up, face bright red, lips swollen and my neck, jaw and collarbone covered in marks. Adam calls again. “I really got to go, finish what we started tonight?’’ ‘’You bet, come over to my place after your shift?’’ I humm in agreement as I try fixing my hair, which is a helpless case. Crockett plants a soft kiss on my forehead, ‘’see you later my darling’’. 

As I walk backwards out of the office, laughing at Crockett and holding his hand, I bump into something, or rather someone. Dr Halstead. He first looks confused at the sight of the two of us, then he giggles. ‘’Hey Will, it’s not what it looks like man’’ Crockett awkwardly says. He laughs ‘’Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone’’ he says while walking away laughing to himself. I won’t hear the end of this. 

a/n: this is the first time writing anything seriously, request are open and welcome, so is commentary and advice. Have a good day :) also I'm thinking of making this story into a longer series of stories

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[escapingrealtiylovinginsanity]

Rewind, Remix, & Replay Jay & Kim 5x16 NSFW

You can read the rest of the series here

There is mature content at the end of this chapter- completely filthy smut actually. My mind completely ran away with it. But here we go, the platonic friends area finally ends. I’m so excited to write for the rest of the season.

The team had only been back in the office for a few minutes when Trudy had shown up. There were a few cuts on her face, and she looked more shaken up than anyone had ever seen her. Kim was already starting to take a step towards her, and inquiry about how she was doing formed on her lips when Trudy spoke, “If one more person asks me if I’m okay, they will not be okay. I just want to help.”

Jay grabbed her forearm redirecting her a few paces back. Kim glanced over at him like she wanted to object but his look quieted her and instead, she leaned against his desk. Jay’s hand was still comfortable but directing weight on her arm just like it had been earlier in the day.

It had happened in a blur. The mailbox explodes. Kim had felt it vibrate through her entire body, leaving lasting tingles in her fingers and toes. The man had been blasted and with such a short distance there was no way that he could have survived it. The female detective’s mind was trying to process what had happened. This was the second bombing on the same day. The first one had nearly killed Trudy. Had she been sitting any closer to it, it would have.

Jay’s form filled Kim’s vision. His warm hand was wrapped around her forearm, his piercing blue gaze looking over her. “Are you okay?” His voice was rough and sharp with emotion. It sounded like irritation, but her mind supplied a different word- fear. Kim had been one of the closer people to the blast, but she hadn’t been hurt. “Kim, are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” His grip lingered as he searched her body again for any injury, he may have missed the first time.

Trudy didn’t miss the silent exchange. Nothing could get past her sharp eyes. The older woman may be behind a desk now, but she had been a detective for years. And a damn good one at that. She didn’t miss things. She surely didn’t miss her protégée emerging closeness with Halstead over the last four to six months.

It wasn’t obvious like when Kim had been a green patrolman and started her relationship with Adam Ruzek. It was still innocent in a way. Trudy doubted that they had crossed any real lines yet. Jay Halstead was a step up from the men Kim tended to pick. Jay had his faults to be sure. He had wounds that hadn’t fully healed, even those that had left ugly emotional scars that were callous and abrasive. None of that took away from the man he was. He was a good cop, but it was more than that, he was also a good man.

Trudy glanced over at Kim who was exiting from intelligence. The others had already filtered out. Kim was lingering to make sure that she was okay. Trudy knew it and it warmed her heart almost as much as it irritated her. Or at least that is what she would let Kim think.

“Burgess,” Kim jumped to stand up straight. The desk Sargent was still looking down at the papers in front of her when Kim made it to the desk. Her eyes were bright with the want to help her mentor.

“Yes, Sergeant?”

“You're lingering like a lost puppy. Go,” Kim sighed trying to put a cap on her own emotions at the day and fighting her urge to needle Trudy with her help. Instead, she took one last look at the powerful woman and nodded. Kim had only taken it two steps when Trudy called for her again, her finger crooked in a gesture for her to come closer back. “You and Halstead have gotten pretty close.” Kim scrambled to find the right words. Trudy cut her blabbering off almost immediately by saying her last name again forcefully. “You know how I told you that I used to be quite an eater at the precinct when I started out? If a man looked at me the way that Halstead looked at you today, I wouldn’t hesitate. You only live once Burgess, might as well enjoy it.” Trudy eyes raised and her piercing stare locked with Kim’s eyes.

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Kim’s heart was pounding as she waited in the hall. Her brain raced through hundreds of scenarios. Jay opens the door looking only mildly surprised to see her. She hadn’t called or texted to give him a heads-up that she was coming. She hadn’t wanted to lose her nerve. Jay was shirtless, his gray sweatpants strung low on his hips. Kim tried and failed to keep her eyes on his face.

Kim had always known that Jay Halstead was a good-looking man. She would have to be blind not to notice. But he had always been filed tidily in the friend zone. Things had been shifting over the last few months. They had been spending time together. They had talked more than ever in the five years she had known him. She had got to experience his sarcasm and sass on a new level and up close and personal.

Then there was the physical aspect of it. Kim had cuddled with her male friends before- mostly Kevin. It was nowhere near the level that she had with Jay. They had been toeing a line for a while now. Her feelings and his position in the friend zone had been blurring around the edges for the last few months.

Jay quirks an eyebrow at her, “Did you want to come in or-” Kim still thrumming with adrenaline pushes up on her toes pressing a soft but firm kiss on the lips. She pulls back searching his face anxiety squeezing her throat. Jay blinks, “Or you could do that.” Kim opens her mouth to say something- apologies maybe.

Jay’s hand cups her cheek pulling her into a feverous kiss. Kim arches into him stepping into the warmth of his body. Fire alights in her stomach and pulses through her body. Kim opens her mouth nibbling at Jay’s lower lip. He groans dominating the kiss as he forces her into the apartment, slamming her against the door as it closes. His hands grip her thighs and she jumps wrapping her legs around his waist.

She rocks deliberately against him, his sweatpants doing nothing to conceal the feel of his growing erection. Jay groans, his lip finding the delicate skin of her neck. He leaves hot open-mouthed kisses down her throat and the V of her shirt. Kim tugs at his hair, her other hand feeling the muscles of his shoulders and back. Jay carries her to the living room throwing her down couch. Kim laughs breathlessly and starts to push up on her hands when Jay pulls her legs forcing her to slide to him with her legs spread for his hips.

Jay folds forward kissing her exposed stomach where her shirt had ridden up. He licks at her skin, his scruff tickling her as she unconsciously rolls her hips up into his face. Her hands trace his naked back as he continues his assault downwards. His fingers pop the button of Kim’s jeans. She lifts to help him pull them off, her cotton underwear coming off with them.

Jay’s eyes dilated and Kim barely breathed his name before he dropped to his knees in front of her. He nipped and kissed up her inner thigh. Just as he was about to get to her wet center, he passed over it going down that other thigh. Kim was panting hot and desperate with need. She whimpered at his teasing, her legs wrapping around him to pull him closer to where she wanted him.

Her eyes rolled back, her body arching as his mouth finally found her pussy. He lapped at her juices, sucking her clit into his mouth. His fingers soon joined his mouth in pursuit of her pleasure. Jay pumped them into her curling his fingers to find the place inside her that would make her fall apart.

Detective Jay Halstead was always detail-orientated and a quick study. This was no exception. It didn’t take long for him to figure out what Kim liked. Her thighs were shaking on his shoulders and he had to force them to stay open instead of squeezing around his head. Kim’s toes curled and her vision went white as her orgasm crashed over her. Jay's fingers worked her through her pleasure. He didn’t rush her letting her bask in her afterglow. She giggles trying to catch her breath. He gently let her legs slide down to his waist as he moved to steal another messy kiss.

Kim could taste herself on his lips and it was more erotic than it had any right to be. Jay was searching for the hem of her shirt and broke away from her just long enough to yank it over her head leaving her completely naked under him. His hands caressed the newly exposed skin, cupping her breasts and rolling her tight nipples in between his fingers. His mouth traveled down her body to meet his hands, sucking her right nipple into his hungry mouth.

Jay's body thrummed with white-hot energy. His hip rolled against her, wetting the front of his pants with her arousal. His cock was hard and rubbing a delectable spot. Kim’s hands push down his waistband, feeling his cock jump free catching between their sweat-slicked bodies. Jay broke free of her breast to groan, his hands following her curves down to her hips and squeezing in a warning. “Kim,”

“Do you have a condom?” He rose to search her eyes. There was no hesitation in the brown depths. He nodded stealing one more kiss before sitting back to reach for his wallet on the corner table at the end of the couch.

Kim took this time to study his body. He had an athletic build, all lean muscle. His thighs were as muscled as his arms and back. Her gaze stuck on his cock. Jay Halstead was above average in many ways and this was one of them. She knew it had to be on the bigger side when she was rocking against it but seeing it was another thing. His dick was long and slender curving slightly up, precum leaking from the swollen tip. Kim traced the soft hair of his happy trail from his belly button down. His hair was dark and neatly trimmed. Without thinking Kim leaned up and licked the bead or precum off the tip. “Fuck,” Jay dropped his wallet in surprise, luckily keeping his grip on the condom he had retrieved. Kim was looking at him innocently through her full dark eyelashes. Her hand grasped his cock firmly pumping it leisurely. “And you act so sweet.” Jay opened the condom with his teeth, and Kim let go so he could put it on.

“I am sweet,” Kim kissed him twisting her body to urge him to sit so she could straddle his lap. “But I do my best to get what I want.” She sucked at his pulse point and ground her hips against his making them both moan.

“Then take it.” His voice was husky as his touch brushed softly across her back. Kim needed no more encouragement as she sank onto his cock. Her arousal from her orgasm made it an easy slide. Kim cried out her breath hitching as she became fully seated on him. Jay’s hands gripped her hips tightly holding her down on him.

The pace starts slow but neither are willing to keep it that way for long. Kim increases the pace rapidly. Jay lets her take control-at first. Watching her body bounce up and down on him, feeling his pleasure sizzle through his body. When she finds a solid rhythm that she sticks to that is when he starts teasing her again. His fingers sneaked between their bodies to circle her clit. It has the immediate desired effect. She curses her movements getting sloppy as she arches her back giving him the perfect access to her breasts. He keeps his hand firmly on her back to keep it arched as he catches it in his mouth, tongue swirling around the bud then sucking.

He keeps rubbing her and feels her legs start to give the slightest tremble again. Kim might think she is in complete control. He has no problem with her assumption as he has her exactly where he wants her. Her movements get sloppy, grinding more than thrusting. “Jay,” It was a breathless whine. He released her nipple to watch her face as another albeit gentler orgasm washed through her. Arousal flooded through her dripping down her thighs and onto his, as she clenched around his cock.

He grabbed her ass and started thrusting up into her. Her nails bit into his back, holding desperately onto him. The angle is madding and Kim's hips stutter while following his pace. Jay’s hand tangles in her dark tresses. He knew Kim liked her hair played with. His fingers curled the strands around the nape of her neck and gave an experimental tug. A moan escaped her throat and he pulled harder feeling her core clench around him. His thrust gets sloppy as he comes hard.

Only the sound of the couple's mingled panting can be heard. Kim rests her forehead against his shoulder, rising and falling with his chest while he attempts to catch his breath. She tilted to see Jay’s blue eyes. “That was incredible.” Jay hums in agreement. “Let’s do it again.” He chuckles, but Kim levels him with an even stare showing her seriousness of the statement.

He huffs out a breath, relaxing on the couch for a moment then abruptly standing up and lifting her by the ass. She shrieked wrapping her legs tightly around him as he took her to the bedroom.

[daydreamkissesxo]

Antonio Dawson x reader | baby daddy.

warning: (18+, mature) this story contains smut!

Part 1

Voight and the team eagerly gathered around the board centred in the bull pen, evidence of an old case now pinned up against it as Voight guided them through the necessary information.

"So, we're looking for this prick right here." Voight pointed up at the prison mugshot of your father, one he'd taken on a less serious charge than he'd inevitably face now.

"Preciously incarcerated for assault and attempted murder, now he's thinks he's the fucking godfather. Got a whole community behind him, and a hit list longer than my arm." Voight watched as everyone's gaze shifted to the board, stepping aside before lifting his hand to tap the photo beside your father's. "His wife, childhood sweetheart and the mother to his only daughter."

The photo beside your mothers was yours, one your friends had previously taken of you on one of your recent vacations to Greece.

Voight glanced over at the team but one member in particular caught his attention immediately, Antonio.

There was something more than curiosity lingering behind his eyes, he was truly engrossed in the photo on display.

Antonio was aware of the clear age gap between the two of you, but that didn't stop him from admiring the way your breasts almost spill from the tiny bralette you chose to wear, the sunkissed glow that was only highlighted beneath the beach bar's bright lights.

"See something you like, Dawson?" Voight asked as he directed his attention towards him, the rest of the team soon following.

"No, no. Just taking it all in." Antonio replied, attempting to sound as convincing as he could while his cock throbbed almost painfully.

Voight wasn't convinced, but he couldn't care less as there were more important things occupying his mind.

Upon turning away, he tapped your photo on the board with the tip of his index finger.

"This is Y/N, the only daughter of this wannabe mobster. She's our key to getting close to him, and I need someone to go in undercover and woo her hard enough to get there."

Adam raised his hand which brought out an amused chuckle from Antonio, there was no way he was going to let Ruzek take the job.

"I'll go in." Antonio said, completely cutting Adam off before turning to look over at him.

"You think her dad is gonna trust someone as young as you? No. He'd trust someone who's been in the scene longer, someone he can relate to."

Adam looked oddly offended yet he couldn't stop the smirk creeping its way onto his face.

"There's a slight age gap here. You not worried you're old enough to be her dad?"

Antonio chuckled sarcastically, pushing himself up off his desk before roughly patting Adam's shoulder.

"Experience comes with age, pretty boy. Trust me, she'd pick me over you any day." He said confidently, dropping his hand as he walked away.

Antonio barely slept the night before your meet, curiosity kept his mind active.

He hadn't been able to stop thinking about you since leaving the precinct, you were the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on.

He combed through every social media profile you owned, desperate for further insight into your life.

It was easy to see how freely you lived, your posts varied from extravagant city breaks to endless shopping trips.

He could have spent all night looking through the photos, but sleep was the only way for time to pass fast enough so the day you'd meet would finally come.

Antonio had never rolled out of bed fast enough that morning, his heart was already racing with adrenaline and he wasn't even in your presence yet.

His shirt was pristinely ironed, his hair slicked back neatly and he'd even worn his finest cologne which Adam repeatedly pointed out during their meet at the surveillance van.

"What cologne is that? I think my dad wears it." He bit back a laugh, nudging Kevin's side playfully.

"You know, if you worked as hard as you did cracking jokes, the city could finally sleep." Antonio glared up at him before glancing down at his belt to continue readjusting it.

Once comfortable, he slipped the newly tapped phone into his pocket before lifting a hand to gently hover over his perfectly slick hair, ensuring not a piece had fallen free.

"How you planning on woo'ing her?" Asked Kevin as he looked up from the screen in front of him.

"I can get you some viagra if you're struggling to keep it up these days, heard it happens as you get older. I know a guy." Interrupted Adam, on the verge of bursting into laughter.

"Yeah? You go there often?"Antonio snapped back, running his hand down his pristine shirt to smooth out the tiniest of wrinkles.

"How I woo her is none of your concern, let's just focus on the job."

With the surveillance van parked across the street, Antonio stood at the entrance of the bustling bar with growing nerves.

Upon entering, he was met with the attention of several clearly unsettled regulars and a cocktail of scents.

His eyes met every corner of the room in search of you, and it wasn't long before he'd finally spotted you.

He took a moment to admire you from afar, he never knew such beauty could exist.

He cleared the cluster of nerves from his throat, attempting to look around in search of a free seat to avoid any possible suspicion.

Antonio took the seat at the bar beside you, the radiating scent of your perfume hit his nostrils as instantly as he'd sat. The scent was so intense it almost knocked him off the barstool, that paired with your presence had his heart fluttering like a prepubescent boy.

You hadn't acknowledged him yet, and for that he was grateful. Everything he'd planned out before entering the bar had vanished from his mind at the sight of you alone, he had seconds to fully prepare himself and he was panicked.

You abruptly ended the conversation with the girl beside you as the sudden scent of men's designer cologne hit, turning your head very slightly you then noticed the man sat beside you.

You looked him over intriguingly before turning your body to fully face his, your heart excitedly skipping a beat as your eyes unintentionally meet his.

He nervously chuckled and averted his gaze, such simple actions made you feel so incredibly powerful, did you always have that effect on people?

"Can I buy you a drink, handsome stranger?" You asked, your voice dripping in seduction which caused Antonio to smirk as Adam's comment about age sprung to mind.

Antonio turned to look at you, the mischievous twinkle in your eye made his heart flutter.

You smiled as he nodded, motioning over the bartender to order the best bottle of bourbon whiskey on the menu.

You were practically undressing him with your eyes and it didn't go unnoticed, Antonio felt hot and flustered under your seductive gaze but he had to pull himself together for the task.

"Do you always buy handsome strangers a drink?" He asked playfully, placing his hand on the bar just inches from yours, the tip of his index finger brushing against your pinky.

Your heart skipped a beat at the slight touch, taking this as a sign that he was just as interested in you as you were him.

"A man has never let me buy him a drink before. Men usually want me tipsy, hoping I'll give in to their pathetic advances." You smirk, pulling your hand away as you watch the bartender place the bottle down.

"Is that what this is? You wanna get me tipsy?" Antonio smirked, watching as you pour the bourbon.

His playful tone made you smile, this encounter was far different from any you'd ever had with a man before.

"Fuck, you've caught me." You joked, rolling your eyes playfully before placing the glass in front of him.

He reached for your hand as you started to retract it, he held it gently before lifting it to his lips to press a tender kiss to your knuckles.

Your heart fluttered so violently you almost winced, your eyes scanning between his lingering lips and the gentle gaze that stared back at you.

"You're so beautiful Prinseca." He whispered, his lips brushing against your delicate skin before slowly lowering your hand but continuing to hold it.

You'd heard that compliment a thousand times before, but this particular one made you physically incapable of responding.

Antonio knew you were taken back by his forwardness but he shrugged it off, reaching for the glass you'd set in front of him to throw the bourbon back.

You watched his every move in amazement, attempting to gain some control over your newly paralysed vocal cords.

"I'm Mateo." He smiled, his thumb slowly caressing your knuckles.

You briefly glanced down at your hand, watching how delicately he touched you, while you could only dream for a slightly harsher touch.

"Y/N.." you replied, your eyes meeting his once more, your darkened pupils immediately noted by Antonio.

"I bet your dad nearly has a heart attack every time you leave the house."

Your smile brightened with amusement, shaking your head slightly in disagreement.

"Thankfully not. As long as I'm not getting into trouble, he doesn't care where I go.."

Antonio thought it was quite sad, your father was too preoccupied with his own affairs that he'd let you roam so freely with no care or concern.

He could now confidently confirm that you were clueless to your father's source of income and he was thankful for that.

"He'd probably kill you if he saw how close we were sitting though." You smirked playfully, glancing down at the very small gap that separated your knees from touching one another's.

He chuckled, shrugging it off. "Yeah? Well then I'd die a very happy man."

You giggled as he winked, your infectious smile causing Antonio to smile too.

As the night went on, the two of you spent hours conversing about multiple topics, all lead by Antonio as he was practically conducting an investigation of his own.

You'd shared personal stories about your childhood and the absence of your father growing up, money very clearly bought your silence as you never dared to complain about your upbringing.

He didn't shy away from physical affection for comfort, occasionally caressing your knee or softly stroking your hair.

Each gentle touch felt like you were being edged, he could have changed the direction of the night many times but he wanted you to be the one to do it.

You placed your hand on his knee, giving it a gentle squeeze before slowly leaning closer, purposely bringing your barely clothed breasts closer to him.

"Why don't we go and get room service?" You asked in a seductive tone, sliding your hand up and down his thigh a little.

He knew he shouldn't, he knew he could possibly lose his job, but he was ready to risk it all for just a singular night of passion.

"Lead the way baby." He replied, allowing you to take his hand and lead him through the bar and into the back towards the attached hotel lobby.

Once clear of a crowd, Antonio tugged at your hand to spin you around to face him.

You lightly collided with his chest, your hand pressed against his peck as you gently push yourself back to gaze up at him in confusion, your mind immediately assuming the worst.

His arm slithered around your waist, his hand settling on your lower back as he pulled you against him, your breasts forced against his chest.

He saw the nervous glint in your eye, you'd had no experience with a man of his age and he was determined to be both the first and last.

He watched as your lips started to part, assuming it was to ask him something, but he immediately cut you off with a burning kiss.

You instantly reciprocated his kiss, your hand slowly gripping a fistful of his shirt in desperation.

You stumbled back in an attempt to lead him towards your room yet the two of you never came apart, he closed in the gap you'd unintentionally created.

Hotel guests watched in disgust as the two of you passed by, unable to keep neither your hands nor your lips from each other.

Each time you tried to create just a small amount of distance to catch your breath, Antonio pulled you right back in.

Your back collided with the wall as he pinned you against it, his hands groping your breasts before falling to your waist.

"Where's your key, baby girl?" He whispered against your lips, one of his hands falling to your outer thigh before his fingers slipped beneath the hem of your dress to graze your skin.

Your hands desperately unbuttoned his shirt, gasping excitedly against his lips as hands roamed his toned abdomen as his shirt now hang open.

"In my bra." You replied, pulling back from his kiss to plant several wet kisses against his exposed collarbone.

He wasted not a second longer, slipping his hand past the confinement of your bra in search of the key.

He groaned softly as his fingertips graze your nipple, groping your unclothed breast before retrieving the keycard.

He pulled back to glance down at the room number engraved on it, stepping back before reaching for your hand to lead you towards it.

His heart excitedly skipped a beat as he heard the click of the door signalling it was open, and like a gentlemen he then held it open for you to walk in.

You waited for Antonio to follow you in before shoving him against the door to close it, kissing him passionately.

Your hands roam his bare chest as he walks you towards the bed, his hands sliding around your lower back and down towards your ass to grope it.

Antonio wrapped his fingers around the hem of your dress either side, almost tearing it as he rushed to pull it up and over your head.

Your hair fell back into place perfectly, you were left in the light pink lace lingerie you'd thankfully chosen to wear.

He groaned in pure arousal as his eyes roam your semi naked body, you looked so pristine and he just had to corrupt you.

Your eyes fell to his hands as he fumbled with his belt, you immediately reached for his hands to pull them away and replace them with your own.

He felt a sense of relief as his jeans were loosened, allowing you to drag them down past his hips so they pool around his ankles.

He grabbed hold of your cheeks, forcing you to look up at him before his lips came crashing down on yours.

"Go and sit on the bed like a good girl." He whispered as he pulled away.

You did as instructed, taking a seat on the edge of the bed with your legs purposely spread, your hands placed behind your back on the sheets.

He felt a bead of pre cum leak from his aching tip at the sight alone, he was almost breathless.

He watched as you lay back, pressing a knee between your thighs as he lowered himself to hover over you.

With one hand placed beside your head for support, his free hand was able roam your body.

He lowered his head, pressing tender kisses against your neck while his hand slid down your chest and abdomen to find placement between your thighs, tracing your clothed core with his fingertips.

Your hips eagerly bucked in desperation, hoping it would somehow force a slightly harsher touch.

Antonio smirked, halting his touch altogether as he glanced up at you.

"Let me savour this moment mi amor, be patient." He scolded, redirecting his attention back towards your core.

He pushed aside your newly damp underwear with his fingers before slipping them between your soaking wet folds, eliciting a whimper from you.

It was like music to his ears, and he craved to hear more. He ran his fingers through your folds several times over, spreading your arousal and forcing further moans from you.

It wasn't until his fingers started to circle your clit that he saw a drastic change in your response, your moans grew louder and your back started to arch off the bed.

"You like that, baby? Hm? That feel good?" He asked, expecting little to no response as he purposely plunged his fingers into you, his eyes widening lustfully at as your walls flutter.

Your growing pleasure was abruptly cut short as harshly pulled his fingers from you, hooking his fingers around the waistband of your underwear to yank it down past your hips and thighs, stepping off the bed as he dragged it down your calves and ankles before letting the skimpy material fall to the ground.

Aching for his touch and curious as to his next move, you pushed yourself up onto your elbows to watch him.

Your gaze fell to his hands as you watch him slide his boxers past his hips, watching as his cock spring free.

You were practically salivating at the sight, your hole clenching around nothing in anticipation for the pleasure his cock would offer.

You watched as Antonio reached down to pull a condom from the pocket of his discarded jeans.

Your heart sank dramatically at the thought of him actually using it, you didn't want to be deprived of the sensations he naturally had to offer.

You waited until he hovered over you once more before taking the opportunity to flip the two of you over, placing one of your hands on his shoulder for support while the other reached down to hold his cock upright before allowing yourself to sink down onto it.

A loud moan erupted from your throat in unison with a grunt from Antonio, your head tilting back as you'd bottomed out.

You placed the hand that guided you onto his chest before starting to rock your hips, a mixture of loud moans and soft whimpers leaving your lips.

Antonio was in and out of bliss, the reasonable man within him knew he had to use the condom that sit between his index and middle finger but the pleasure you provided was so great that those thoughts were interrupted.

"Baby? Baby, I gotta put this condom on." He whispered, lifting a hand to wrap his fingers around one of your breasts to knead it.

You purposely picked up the pace hoping it would distract him, your moans becoming more frequent and noticeably louder.

Bringing both of your hands up towards your back, you unclasped your bra before pulling it from your body and throwing it over your shoulder.

Your breasts bounced freely as you rode him and his eyes watched them so attentively.

"No daddy, please. I wanna feel you, please." You whine desperately, placing your hand on his forearm before gliding it upwards until your hand slipped over his, forcing his hand back up towards your unclothed breasts.

Antonio's mind malfunctioned in that very moment, he stared up at you in disbelief. He'd unintentionally allowed you to dominate the entire moment and being so far gone in pleasure, he didn't even attempt to try to stop you.

Your moans were pornographic and Antonio felt like a god hearing how good his cock made you feel so he refused to deprive himself of hearing how good it'd feel as he came inside you, especially as you were so desperate for it.

He threw the condom aside before reaching up to on your cheek roughly, pulling your head down towards his to allow his lips to crash against yours.

"No condom baby girl." He whispered against your lips, eager to please you.

He felt your movements start to falter and took full advantage of the situation, placing his hand on your mid back to hold you in place as he rolled the two of you over.

In the process of switching position, he'd thrusted into you so deeply that his tip surely touched your cervix, the moan you let out forced Antonio's eyes to roll back.

His hand gripped the pillow beside your head as he thrust into you relentlessly, he was once again in full control.

Antonio's fingers found their way to your clit once more and it took only a few seconds for you to start convulsing beneath him.

He felt your resistance as you attempted to push yourself further up the bed in avoidance of his touch, clearly overstimulated.

The hand the rest beside your head gripped at your shoulder, pinning you against the bed to hold you in position.

"Where you going baby girl?" He whispered almost sadistically, his fingers circling at an increasing speed.

You were a whimpering mess beneath him, writhing within his restraint.

"Don't fight it baby, relax. Just relax.." he cooed, his own climax drawing near as he felt your walls start to tighten around him.

You raised a hand to push at Antonio's shoulder, signalling him to stop but the impending wave of unimaginable pleasure finally hit.

"Fuck, Mateo!" You cried out, throwing your head back as you let it wash over you, your back arching off the bed.

Your body was on fire, pleasure coursing through your veins and slowly paralysing you.

Antonio completely looked past the fact you were calling out his fake name, the sensation of your walls fluttering around him were enough to throw him over the edge of his own climax.

His thrusts began to falter as he filled you with his cum, thick white ropes of it now coating your walls.

He became a whimpering mess, barely able to hold his head up as he felt his body grow limp.

He used all the strength he had left to prevent himself from collapsing onto you, his gaze slowly meeting yours as he looked down at you.

"You okay, sweetheart?" He asked sincerely, using his now free hand to support his body weight as he brought the other hand down to your cheek to cup it gently.

You nodded in response, a smile slowly creeping its way onto your face.

"Are you?" You asked playfully, breathing heavily as your chest rise and fall at an increased pace.

"Better than okay, never been better." He smirked, slowly pulling himself out before moving to lay on his back beside you, his chest moving just as rapidly as yours.

A part of him expected you to immediately cling to him, but he watched as you lay still, as if you were almost hesitant to do so.

The hesitation regarding your climax slowly came to mind seconds later, it left him to wonder whether you'd even ever experienced one before, his detective skills were slowly piecing these bits of information together to come to his very own conclusion.

Perhaps you'd only ever met men who selfishly thought for themselves, but he wasn't going to let you feel dissatisfied in his company.

He extended his arm, sliding it beneath your neck before gently pulling you closer, signalling for you to get closer.

You slowly turned your head to look at him, the warm gaze staring back at you made your heart flutter violently.

"You're gonna hurt my feelings if you don't get over here. I am good for other things, you know?" His tone was playful and it made you smile.

You willingly let him pull you closer, resting your head against his shoulder as he'd instigated before wrapping your arm over his chest, your calf slipping between the two of his.

The warmth radiating off his body and the exhaustion of your sexual encounter made you sleepy, you allowed your eyes to close to preserve whatever energy you could.

His fingers gently play with several strands of your hair, a smile slowly settling on his face as if he had not a worry in the world.

He forcibly shut out the facts, the real reason he was in your company and the task he had ahead.

He wanted to prolong the night, the time he had left with you before he'd inevitably had to leave to report back to Voight.

He froze as he felt you nuzzle your head against his shoulder, lifting his head a little to glance down at you.

He leant in, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head before reaching for the comforter to pull over the two of you.

He wasn't particularly bothered about himself, but he wanted to cover your modesty and keep you warm.

He adjusted the covers, covering only up to your shoulders as he didn't want to smother you.

"So, no round two?" He joked, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze.

"In a minute.." you mumbled sleepily, drifting in and out of your sexually induced sleepiness.

He held you close as he lay his head against the pillow, soaking in the beauty of the moment you’d shared while he could.

- This is my first time writing and I’m still not too confident, any constructive feedback is welcome!

-I am posting several other parts to this story in the next few days🫣

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Navy's Nightmare

by CrazyMoonLove (TheJupiterGirl) When the '' Female Navy Killer '' comes back, all the women members and ex-members of the navy forces are called back to the bases for their security. But will, the identity of this psychopath who raped, tortured and killed so many women, be revealed ?..... ...Read it to know.   Inspired by : '' From Port to Port '' by SamHeartfillia(SamFullbuster) Words: 5, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Top Gun (Movies), NCIS, NCIS: Los Angeles, Criminal Minds (US TV), Law & Order: SVU, 9-1-1 (TV), 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020), Hawaii Five-0 (2010), S.W.A.T. (TV 2017), Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV), Grey's Anatomy, Chicago PD (TV), Chicago Fire, Chicago Med, Castle (TV 2009), The Mentalist, Fast & Furious (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Categories: F/M, Other Characters: Connor Rhodes (Chicago Med), Evan "Buck" Buckley, TK Strand, Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead, Anthony DiNozzo, Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Tom "Iceman" Kazansky, Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Danny "Danno" Williams, Spencer Reid, Jackson Avery, Brian O'Conner, Jake Peralta, Jim Street, Richard Castle, Patrick Jane, Will Halstead, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carlos Reyes (9-1-1 Lone Star), Matthew Casey, Adam Ruzek, Jethro Gibbs, Rafael Barba, Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, Steve McGarrett, Aaron Hotchner, Mark Sloan (Grey's Anatomy) Relationships: Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes, Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Matthew Casey/Kelly Severide, Jay Halstead/Adam Ruzek, Anthony DiNozzo/Jethro Gibbs, Rafael Barba/Dominick "Sonny" Carisi Jr., Tom "Iceman" Kazansky/Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw/Jake "Hangman" Seresin, Steve McGarrett/Danny "Danno" Williams, Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid, Jackson Avery/Mark Sloan, Brian O'Conner/Dominic Toretto, G Callen/Original Male Character(s), Jake Peralta/Original Male Character(s), Jim Street/Original Male Character(s), Richard Castle/Original Character(s), Patrick Jane/Original Character(s) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Serial Killers, Killing, Rape/Non-con Elements, Blood and Violence, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, My First Smut, Blood and Gore, Blood and Torture via https://ift.tt/4qEmtkG

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For fun fun Which do you think is sub dom or switch for one Chicago all the ones on your list 😈

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warnings: smut, 18+, errors I missed.

Kelly Severide; Dom but I personally think he is a switch...

Matt Casey; Without a doubt, he is a sub. Though I think he could be a Dom if you make him jealous.

Sylvie Brett; Switch.

Leslie Shay; Dom, but if she trusts her s/o or has been with her s/o then she will be more of a sub.

Gabby Dawson; major DOM Vibes from her.

Connor Rhodes; personally I think he is a Dom, enjoys being a sub on some occasions but is mostly a Dom

Will Halstead; switch, but more so a sub.

Ethan Choi; stuck between a Dom and a sub.I think he is more so a sub in vulnerable moments.

Crockett Marcel; more so leaning on a Dom, but he definitely is a little bit of a sub.

Natalie Manning; I don’t know with her; I’m stuck between a switch but I think she is more so a Dom.

Jay Halstead; personally I think he is a sub, like Matt I believe if he is mad or jealous then he would show a dominant side.

Greg ‘Mouse’ Gerwitz; Oh definitely a sub. Might be a Dom once in a while.

Adam Ruzek; personally I think he is a Dom or so he likes to think he is a Dom, till you become the Dom [that made a whole lot of sense in my head]

Antonio Dawson; Switch? But more so I think it really depends on n the situation at hand. Like I believe he would let his s/o be a Dom, I think he would find that a big turn-on.

Kevin Atwater; definitely a Dom, but he doesn’t mind his s/o being a Dom 😉

Kim Burgess; more so a sub, occasionally a Dom.

Erin Lindsay; switch, thoughshe is a Dom,more than a sub.

Hailey Upton; she is definitelya Dom, but she doesn’t mind her s/o dominating her. Like Antonio, she finds that a big turn-on. she can't help but be putty in her s/o hands.

Hank Voight; Dom.

[saragarnier]

Jay Halstead

Legend: 🌸=fluff, 🩸=angst, ✨ = smut

- A living Nightmare (pt. 1), (pt. 2) 🩸

- Departure 🌸,🩸- Delivery (Departure pt.2)

- Love&Work 🩸

- Secret Revealed 🌸, 🩸

- Healing process 🌸, 🩸

- Insecurities 🌸

- Away from you 🩸, ✨(slightly) , (pt. 2), (pt. 3) (pt. 4)

[gisellethegirlypop]

Hi everyone, excited to start this new blog! I've really been into OneChicago for a while so I thought I'd finally take writing seriously again. Feel free to make a request!

I currently write for

Chicago Fire

Kelly Severide

Brian "Otis" Zvonecek

Blake Gallo

Chicago Med

Will Halstead

Connor Rhodes

Ethan Choi

Chicago PD

Jay Halstead

Antonio Dawson

Adam Ruzek

Kevin Atwater

I'd also write sister! best friend! or daughter! fics.

Also, I do not write smut

Have fun, requests are open!

[ao3feed-chicagofire]

Undercover

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7KdL48Q

by doxsomexofthatpilotxshit

Libby, Adam, Kevin and later Antonio have to go undercover with a crime family that had close ties to the Sanfino, the crime family that Libby’s deceased husband had been involved in and her twin brother Jamie had a hand in taking down.

Words: 1187, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Taken

Fandoms: Chicago PD (TV), Chicago Med, Chicago Fire, blue bloods

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, Gen, Multi

Characters: Jay Halstead, Adam Ruzek, Antonio Dawson, Kevin Atwater, Hank Voight, Alvin Olinsky, Original Female Character(s), Will Halstead, Leslie Shay, Gabby Dawson

Relationships: Jay Halstead/Original Female Character(s), Adam Ruzek/Original Female Character(s), Antonio Dawson/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: mafia, mob mind set, Smut, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net, Cross-Posted on Tumblr, Cross-Posted on Wattpad, LOTS of violence, mentions of cheating, Mentions of past abuse., Mentions of past drug use

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/7KdL48Q

[runnning-outof-time]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for the tag @huntingingoodwill ! 🥰

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

None … I’ve never used that platform

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

None … because I’ve not posted any stories on that platform.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Peaky Blinders

4. Top 5 fics by kudos (I’ve also went but tumblr notes…since I’m not on ao3)

And I’ve got too many fics to check through, so I can’t give 5, but I know for sure that my top viewed fic is The Brother That Always Wins by a lot.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Absolutely yes. Receiving and responding to comments is one of my favorite parts of being a writer.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

It’s probably The Reckoning. … I’m not sure if the ending is angsty, but the fic most certainly is.

7. What’s a fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Oh my there’s too many to choose from … fluff’s my favorite thing to write.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No, thank goodness. I think I’d leave/stop writing if I did … of course, I’ve gotten some comments disagreeing with what characters have done, but I wouldn’t consider those to be hate.

9. Do you write smut?

Nope.

10. Craziest crossover?

I don’t think I’ve written a crossover … but I have had ideas of possibly mixing 1923 with Peaky Blinders - idk where I’d even start with that, but the idea of having (Y/N) be with both Spencer Dutton and Tommy Shelby was (and still is) super tempting lol

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No (not that I know of, at least).

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but I have had people ask in the past.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No…but I’m most certainly had some help on my fics from several of my amazing mutuals on here.

14. All time favorite ship?

Kim Burgess x Adam Ruzek on Chicago PD - if anything happens to them I’m done with that show.

15. What’s a fic you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I originally had grand plans for Birmingham, but they withered away as engagement dwindled … I don’t think I’ll ever pick it up again.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I’m pretty good at writing dialogue … and fluff probably too.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

World building definitely - I feel like I struggle with descriptions of things … and also writing dialogue without dialogue tags to it.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

Oh 100% use it if it fits the situation!

19. First fandom you wrote in?

I think it was for Big Time Rush 🙈

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

That’s a hard one. Maybe I’d say my OC series To Be Alone because it’s what got me into this beautiful fandom.

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Tagging: @toms-cherry-trees @emotionalcadaver @look-at-the-soul @justrainandcoffee @writers-hes @little-diable

[marshmallows2345]

Adam ruzek with 8,41,76

8. “What’s the matter, Princess?”

41. “Look at it bulging your stomach..”

76. “A wet dream? About who?”

Content Warning: smut, sex dreams, size kink(reader’s size is not mentioned, but this alludes to reader being shorter than adam),

a/n: i love writing for the other characters of chicago pd!

When you and Adam got sent to New York City to work with the Special Victim’s Unit, you were ecstatic. You loved working with Adam; the two of you melded together effortlessly. He always made you laugh and made things not seem so bad. Even when you’d royally mess up, which only happened once, he helped you out, no questions asked. The two of you were just good together. Not only that but…you may have had a tiny crush on him and thought that the New York trip would give you the opportunity to be closer with him.

After the first day in New York, you were exhausted and fell into bed. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you looked at it, you had to share a bed with Adam since the hotel messed up the room situation. Adam, not wanting to make you uncomfortable, offered to sleep on the floor, but you assured him that it was alright with you if it was with him.

When you fell asleep that night, you had what could only be described as a sex dream. Granted, imagining him making you cum wasn’t new, but the whole thing of an actual dream was new.

Adam has you underneath him, his body hovering over yours as he slowly slides in before bottoming out. He’s so big, so much so that it almost hurts to take, but he also feels so good that you don’t want him to stop. His hands are roaming all over, and you feel small and helpless

“God baby, please,” he groans as his lips attack your neck. “Don’t squeeze me like that…” 

“Adam…oh fuck,” you moan as he thrusts deeply into you.

He pounds into you as your nails claw down his back, making him hiss. Your legs wrap around his waist and pull him closer to you. He looks so much bigger than you, so much stronger, and he handles you effortlessly. Adam rests his hand on your lower stomach and groans. When he pushes down, he can feel his cock, bulging your stomach. It’s the hottest thing he’s ever experienced. 

“Adam..Adam,” you softly whine out, pushing your ass up against him.

Adam watches as you grind against him, and he tries to will himself to not get a boner. You’re his partner, and he knows better than to fall in love with someone that works with him. But the feeling of you pressed right up against him, right where he’d love to have you, it’s almost too much. He can’t let you keep doing this, not when you’re asleep.

So, he shakes you awake.

Your eyes fly open, and you turn to see your ass against his crotch. His hands aren’t even near you, and your face pales. You were grinding on him, pressed right up against him. He had a bulge in his sweats, a very prominent one at that. 

“Oh my God, I-I’m so sorry.”

Your face burns with embarrassment as you push away from him and sit on the edge of the bed. Your hand runs over your face as you think about what to do about this. A transfer would come with rumors, pretending like it never happened and just trying to work with him like normal would come with an awkward underlying tension. Adam gets up and comes up behind you, and he says,

“You were having a wet dream, right?”

You know there’s no way to play off anything that just happened, and so you decide to just be honest. What else could happen that could turn this even worse than it already was?

“Yeah, I was,” you nod and run your hand through your hair. “no use hiding it.”

His eyes soften as he sits next to you and holds your hand. You look into his brown eyes, and you swear that it’s like you’re looking into a pool of warm, melted chocolate. He doesn’t move, instead, he looks at how beautiful you are, in just a tank top and pajama shorts. That was what he loved about you, was how your beauty came out in everything, how you were filled with light. 

“About who?” He asks, knowing the answer. He just wants you to say it, to confirm what he knows.

“You.”

“You want to tell me? About what I was doing?” Adam asks, his voive taking on a huskier tone and his eyes darkening.

“You were on top, and, God this is so embarrassing. You were on top and we were having sex, and it felt really good. And you did this thing, this really hot thing, where you put your hand on my stomach and could feel the way your cock was so deep inside of me.”

He raised his eyebrows and let out a small chuckle before leaning in closer to you, placing his hand on your stomach. 

“Why don’t we recreate that, hm?”

You don’t respond; instead you kiss him. Your arms wrap around his neck as you pull yourself to him, lips crashing onto each other’s. Adam runs his hands up your sides and he moves the two of you up onto the bed. 

“Adam,” you whine as he pulls your top off. “Please...”

“Aw, what’s the matter, Princess? Someone’s needy?”

“You fuckin’ heard me,” you pout as he tugs your shorts and panties off. “I’m so wet...”

He slips his hand down, his fingers gently rubbing your clit before he brings his fingers back up and tastes you. 

“You’re so sweet,” he murmurs as he kisses you again. “Let’s make that dream come true..”

Adam turns you over onto your back, and your legs fall open for him. He’s never seen such a beautiful sight; you look so gorgeous all naked and spread out. The only thing that was running through his mind was how you would look when he first pushed into you. He reached into his pants, and he pulled out his hardened cock. Your eyes widened at the size,

“Don’t worry, princess,” he coos as he lines himself up. “It’ll fit.”

Your dream became reality as he pushed in, his cock filling you up so well. His eyes locked on yours as you gasped at the feeling of him finally pushing in, stretching you out. Your nails dug into his shoulder blades as you felt him still inside you, buried to the hilt. Adam kissed your jaw, his beard ticking your cheek.

"Good girl," he murmurs as he starts to thrust in and out of you. "So tight, baby, you're so incredible."

Adam moves his hand down to your lower stomach, the same way he did in your dream, and he pushes down on it. He can feel how deep he is, how he’s buried all the way inside you. It’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen, not to mention the

“Look at it bulging your stomach,” he coos as you look down and see. “I can feel it all the way.”

“Adam, holy shit,” you whine as your eyes trail up to meet his. “You’re so deep.”

“Yeah? You’re so cute, baby. Now, lemme fuck you back to sleep, huh?”