#and I know the 😈 is just to match the helmet but I’m taking it as he’s going on his revenge arc this weekend!!!

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Danielricciardo: Miami 24’ 🎨 Let’s get it 😈

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I’m here for the new prompt list!! Happy New Years beauty , thanks for this amazing surprise!

Could I request Jax Teller with First time as a couple?

⬆️ I would like to be “destiny” 😈 LOL

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Cotton and Lace

Contains: Fluff, smut, (oral sex F receiving, fingering, P in V)

2.2K words

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The beginning

You and Jax were sitting on the couch in the corner as the Friday night party went on around you. Jax's hand was on your thigh as you talked about your day, a soft smile on his face as you spoke.

"It was so funny, dude slips on a wet floor sign then goes on and on about suing like he had a case. And then he tried to pull that his lawyer was a family friend and that if we didn't give him free shit for a year, he would make sure that we all ended up homeless. He only left when we called our own lawyer and handed the phone to him."

Jax sighed, "you are a saint, you know you can come and work at T-M?'

You shook your head, "no, I think our relationship stays alive because I'm not near Gemma everyday of the week."

Jax chuckled, "she can be a lot."

You leaned in and kissed him, Jax smiling against your lips as an idea came over him, "you wanna head home?"

You thought for a moment, "I'd like that, but as long as you come with me."

He smirked, "that's the plan darlin."

****

You got to Jax's front door and he helped you off his bike, then you handed him back his helmet, "we'll have to get one of your own, you were holding onto me so tight I thought you were going to break one of my ribs."

You shook your head, "you're the one that gave me your helmet, I was making sure that you stayed on the bike."

He chuckled, "sure darlin. You wanna come in for a nightcap?" His tone made it clear he was looking for more than just a beer and a goodnight kiss.

"Yep, I'll take tea if you've got some?"

The smile on Jax's face grew, he knew what that meant, "I think there's tea inside." He placed his hand on your back as you walked in his front door, kicking off your shoes while holding onto Jax for balance.

He pointed towards the kitchen with a smile and removed his kutte, handing it on the hook, "this way."

You nodded, "I've been to your house before, I know where your kitchen is." You sat at the table while Jax boiled the water and went to the fridge to get himself a beer.

"You got any plans for the morning?"

You shook your head, "nope, I have a drawer here, I was hoping you'd let me stay the night."

Jax smiled, "that sounds nice."

He sat down opposite you and took your hand, "I've really enjoy spending time with you."

You smiled, "me too, I wouldn't be here if I didn't." Jax leaned over the tabled and kissed you, soft at first, then he deepened it as you reached your hand up to hold his face.

"I'm not really feeling like tea now, maybe we go head to the bedroom?"

Jax smiled and took your hand, standing up and dragging you towards the bedroom. He opened the door and you followed him in, standing in the middle of the room waiting for him to do something.

Jax's hands cupped your face, "if you don't want tea, what do you want?"

You smiled, "you."

Jax smiled back and leaned down to kiss you, "I can do that." His hands moved from your face to your top and buttoned it, a sudden realisation hitting you as you stopped his hands with a giggle.

"What? If you're not up for it that's ok, we can wait as long as you need."

You shook your head, "no I want to. I know we had that conversation about what we were into and being safe and all that but I wasn't planning for this tonight and I'm not dressed for this occasion." You looked down and Jax followed your gaze, "my socks don't even match."

Jax smiled and kissed you gently, "that's alright, I'm not really paying attention to your underwear anyway, not this time at least."

You giggled, "ok."

Jax kissed you, harder this time and you felt your knees get weak as he walked you back towards the bed. Your knees hit the edge and you fell backwards, Jax going with you as he caught himself in his hands. "You sure you want to do this?

You nodded, "yes, are you?"

He smirked, "hell fucking yeah."

He went back to your top, popping the buttons and smiled as you sat up and shrugged it off your shoulders, "I like this colour and the lace is pretty."

You giggled, "just wait till you get a look at my granny panties." He didn't say anything else, settling for kissing your lips, then your cheek then down your neck and to your chest.

His lips brushed your skin and then he was running his hand up your back and to the clasp of your bra. "Can I?"

You nodded, "please." He smiled at you then the bra was opening, Jax's hand reaching up and brushing the straps off your shoulders.

His eyes went wide as they landed on your chest, "wow you have nice tits, I thought they looked nice with your clothes on but this is something else."

You smiled, "you're very sweet." His lips returned to where they were before he removed your bra, grazing the skin until they were moving down to your breasts. His lips wrapped around your nipple and his fingers found the other, his touch gentle. You placed your hands on the back of his head and wove your fingers into his hair, Jax sighing as you pressed him closer.

You went to remove your pants but he grabbed your hand, pulling away from your breast briefly, "let me do that." His mouth and his fingers swapped positions as he reached down with his free hand and unbuttoned your jeans. He pulled away from your breast and looked down with a smile, "I like them."

You giggled, "they aren't the most fancy pair I own."

You lifted your hips as Jax pulled them down, stopping to remove your socks, "I like these too."

You shook your head, "now you're just sweet talking me." When you were in nothing but your panties, you reached over and unbuttoned his blue flannel Jax sliding it off his ample shoulders with a smirk, "why do you need to wear so many layers?"

Jax chuckled and pulled back, taking off his top as your eyes raked over his newly bare skin, "you like what you see darlin?"

You smiled, "oh, most definitely." He kissed you again and you reached to undo his belt and pulled it away before unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. You broke away from him and looked into his eyes with a silent question, Jax nodding softly.

You slid your hand into his pants and palmed his hard cock, your eyes going wide, "don't worry, we'll go slow." You nodded softly and pulled his pants down then wrapped your finger around the hem of his boxers and yanked them down, freeing his cock as he moaned.

"You good?" His tone was soft as he lifted his hand to cup your cheek.

You smiled softly and kissed him, pulling back just far enough to reply, "I'm great."

You went to grab his cock but he stopped you, "let's focus on your tonight, we have plenty of time for everything else."

You wrinkled your eyebrows, "what, but.."

He stopped you, "hey, I've got a reputation to uphold."

You giggled, "ok, well I'm going to make it up to you."

He smiled, "I can wait, lie back and let me make you feel good?"

You nodded and did as he asked, getting comfortable while he watched your every move. He hovered over you and pressed his lips to yours, his beard scratching your skin as his hands ran up and down your legs and with one final sweep, pulled your panties off.

He kissed down your body, bypassing your breast with his lips but picking up the slack with his hands, the callouses on his fingers making you feel warm as his lips moved down your body. He reached your hips then lifted your legs over his shoulders. He looked up at you with a smile, "can I?"

You nodded, "please." Jax kissed your inner thigh, slowly working his way towards your centre until his lips were brushing your core. He spread you open then licked you from entrance to clit and you gasped as Jax wrapped his lips around your clit. You twitched and Jax's forearm came down to hold your hips down as he took his other hand and circled his entrance with two fingers.

You moaned as he slid them inside you, his fingertips searching for your G-spot, you twitched again when he found it and Jax smiled against you, pulling back and replacing his mouth with his thumb, "found it."

You sighed, "you are a smug bastard."

Jax laughed and his mouth returned to your flesh, his arm pressing down harder as he built you up.

"Go a bit slower please." Jax listened before you finished speaking, his fingers slowing until you gasped, "that's much better, thank you."

Jax lifted his arm off your body long enough to wrap around your thigh before pulling you close then went back to hold you down. Jax listened to your every direction with no hesitation or complaint. Just as you reached the edge, he pulled away and replaced his mouth with his fingers and kissed your inner thigh. You tapped him with your knee and he lifted his head, "what gives dude?"

Jax smirked, "the night is still young."

You rolled your eyes, "we have all our lives for that, don't be a tease."

Jax's smirk widened, "our whole lives darlin, you really feel that way?"

You smiled, "yes, now get back to it or I'll change my mind."

He kissed the top of your thigh with a soft smile, "alright then darlin." When his mouth returned to your core, he didn't stop and with one more pass of his fingers to your G-spot you arched off the bed and contracted around his fingers.

Jax worked you through and you fumbled for his hand, Jax lifting his forearm off your hips to link his hand in yours as the orgasm faded. He kissed his way up your body until he reached your mouth, kissing you slow and soft until you wrapped your arms around his body and pulled him close.

He pulled his lips away from you with a smile, "you wanna keep going?"

You nodded, "yes please." Jax kissed your cheek and opened the top drawer, pulling out a condom, ripping open the packet and rolling it on his cock.

"You sure? You can always tell me no and I won't be mad."

You smiled, "yes I want this and you are very sweet." Jax kissed the tip of your nose and moved back to hover over you, lifting your legs and wrapping them around his waist.

He pressed his lips to yours and you placed your hands on his chest as he grabbed his cock, "you tell me if you want to change anything yeah?"

You smiled, "of course, can you please stop being so sweet?"

Jax sighed, "no way." His lips found yours as he slid inside you with a groan. He paused to let you adjust, his chest pressing to yours as his hand moved to your clit. His fingers moved in soft circles as his hips started to rock, taking a slow and steady pace until he was rolling his hips into you, the head of his cock brushing your G-spot.

He pulled away from your lips and buried his face in your neck while you pressed your face into his chest as the pleasure grew. You wove your hand into Jax's hair and he kissed from your neck to your cheek then your temples then finally your lips.

You tightened your legs and held him tighter to you, Jax moaning as his hips picked up speed, "please, Jax, I need more."

His voice was tight as he replied, "I can do that." He pushed himself up on one arm to gain leverage and looked into your eyes, his fingers pressing harder as he ground into you. You reached a hand up to stroke his cheek and Jax smiled at you, turning his head to kiss your palm.

"Jax, I'm close."

He grunted, deeper and more desperate this time, "I know, me too." Jax put more weight on his knees and slammed inside you, "you can let go, I'm here."

How were you to deny such a request, with one last roll of his hips, you came around him and Jax's pace faltered as he did his best to keep his composure. You took his face in your hands and kissed him, Jax nose bumping yours, "I love you."

Jax smiled against your skin then dropped his forehead to yours to look into your eyes, "I love you too." He kissed you again and came with a grunt, his chest falling onto yours as he caught his breath.

He rolled off you and threw the condom in the trash and pulled you into his arms, "how was that?"

You smiled, "it was great, amazing in fact, I do think I owe you a blow job though."

Jax smirked, "like you said, we have all our lives. I love you."

"I love you too Jax."

Fin

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Matt x vigilante!reader drabble perhaps ? 💖🥵

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sweetest rhi u are my first ever request ♥️ hope u like, if u want more let a girl know 😉

it’s raining.

it’s raining, and while it fucks with his sense of smell a bit, everything else is heightened. he can hear your boots hitting the roof across the alley from him, the strange cadence in your steps that tells him something is off. you’re hurt.

it’s not awful, that much he knows, but judging by the pick-up in your heartbeat and the quiet rasp that escapes you as you lean against the bricks, it certainly doesn’t feel good.

a few moments later, he’s across the alley, landing easily on the roof. you give another sharp gasp when you spot him, boots scraping the ground. “I thought we agreed,” he chides, closing the distance between you easily, pulling one of your arms over his shoulder, letting you lean some of your weight on him, “that you would stay on your side of 8th Avenue and let me handle the Kitchen.”

you give a pained noise when his hand skims your body, looking for the injury. he can hear it, even through the rain and your heartbeat: a shallow knife wound between your ribs. nothing fatal, no internal bleeding. you’ll live, and it’ll probably scar, but as you’ve both said before, comes with the job.

“tell that to the asshole trying to nab girls outside the lincoln centre and drag them to the docks,” you say, and matt’s ears prick. he reaches up and yanks the horns off, letting the helmet bounce to the ground.

“what? he did this to you?”

“I handled it,” you finish, and the toe of your boot rubs across his as your hand snakes up the back of his head, tangling in his slowly dampening hair. “I’m a big girl, murdock. I can take care of myself.”

“clearly,” he mumbles, and can’t help but smirk. he knows you can; you’ve been at this just as long as he has, your training neck-and-neck with his. you might not have his gift of heightened senses, but he’s gone toe to toe with him at fogwell’s a few times. it’s a pretty even match.

not to mention what happens when you slip into his bed at night.

“you got anything else to take care of?” you ask, and he doesn’t miss the change in your tone, the slide from pained to sultry, and his eyes flutter shut when you lean in to press your lips to his cheek, tongue collecting the rainwater from his skin. “or can we go home now?”

he can’t wait for home, he realizes, and reaches for your waist, hands spanning your hips as he pushes you back into the bricks and turns his head to capture your mouth with his. the kiss is messy, both of you dripping wet at this point, the black mask that covers the top half of your face slipping off to join his horns on the ground. your hair is plastered to your neck, and he wraps his hand in it, tugging your head back until your throat is bared and he can hear your pulse, racing through his mind, invading his senses.

the tiny moan that falls out of you when he sinks his teeth in ever so slightly sends a shock of pleasure through his system, and then he’s kissing you again, licking the rain from your lips and tasting that flavour that’s so distinctly you underneath.

“home,” he says after a moment, pulling away just enough to see that fiery version of your silhouette that he’s only ever known. “let’s go home.”