#cipher fast and furious

[cissyenthusiast010155]

heyy can you make more cipher stories plss

Heyyy anon, ofc!! I can absolutely write more for Cipher (fast x) 😉 Here’s a little enemies to lovers for you <33 Hope you Enjoy!! 💞💞

Enemies to Fighting Lovers ~Cipher xFem CIA!Analyst!Reader

Mommy… Master List

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, enemies to lovers, smut, angst, blood, stabbing, knives, teasing, kissing, fingering, more implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

Your mind went fuzzy as the sharp blade impaled your stomache. You could feel the blood oozing out of you. You gasped and immediately clasped your stomache.

The blonde chuckled as she let go of the blade, which she had just stabbed you with. She had you trapped up against your apartment wall, as she smirked wickedly.

“You didn’t think I’d come for you, after all the headaches you caused me…?” Cipher wickedly cooed in your ear.

Your eyes frantically looked around, as your mind was trying to comprehend the pain and experience it was being put through. The blondes hand then went for the hilt of the knife, and she twisted it inside you.

Your knees buckled and you let out a desperate groan. Your eyes rolled back, going white. The woman backed up slightly, watching you collapse against the wall with a Cheshire Cat grin plastered all over her face.

Cipher then bent down and swiftly pulled the knife out from your abdomen. You began to sob lightly in pain. Her hand angled the blade under your chin, directing your gaze up to her.

“Just a little CIA analyst…” she condescendingly purred, “Yet you caused so much trouble, naughty girl…”

Cipher chuckled, and then she left. She left you on the floor, in a pool of your own blood. Losing Consciousness. Dying.

Or so you thought…

When you woke up, you were in someone else’s bed. You immediately jumped up in the bed in shock, looking around frantically. But you immediately regretted it, as your abdomen was really sore.

You winced in pain. And then you heard that same fucking chuckle. You immediately looked up, and in front of you, against a wall, leaned Cipher. You immediately tried to jump up and make a break for it, but the spry woman leapt towards you and pinned you against the bed.

You squirmed underneath her hold, but to no avail. Cipher watched you squirm in amusement and pleasure.

“Get it all out…??” She mockingly sneered.

You hissed in her face in response. And she growled. Suddenly, before you could stop her, the woman teeth had sunk into your neck. Her bit down. Hard. Drawing blood and all. You let out a howl, that sounded too much like a moan for your liking…

Cipher pulled back from your neck, licking the blood off her lips in satisfaction. You squirmed again, trying to get out of the woman’s hold. But she only pinned you to the mattress even harder.

“Stop moving…” she growled, “You’re hurt” she gritted out.

“Fuck you…!” You spat in the blonde face.

“Mmmmm…” Cipher chuckled wickedly, “Careful what you wish for…”

Her hot mouth then began sucking and biting on your collar bone. And this time, the sound you let out was most definitely a moan. The blonde looked up at you with a wicked grin as you moaned.

“Enjoying this, are we…?” She cooed tauntingly.

“I hate you….” You gritted out.

The woman tilted her head at you with a sinister smile. Her one hand then began to wander down your figure, going underneath your pants and knickers. Your breath hitched.

“Tell me to stop.” Cipher sneered tauntingly.

You squirmed against her hold, hissing in her face once more, but said nothing. Then three of her fingers entered you.

“Ohh—!” You groaned, your eyes rolling back.

Cipher watched you squirm and take her fingers with pleasure all over her face. She was getting off on this… Her fingers pumped and curled inside you at a rough and harsh pace.

And you couldn’t help it… You found yourself cumming on her fingers within minutes. You felt so dirty.

“Such a naughty girl…” Cipher cooed wickedly, taking her fingers out of you and licking them clean.

You were red with shame and breathless after your mind shattering high.

“Tell me you want more.” The woman purred with her signature grin, knowing full well that you were now addicted to her.

“M-more p-please…” you whimpered, not longer squirming.

The blonde smirked in satisfaction at your answer as she moved down your body, her tongue trailing down your skin.

“You’re mine now, sweetheart…” Cipher hummed.

~~~

Cipher Masterlist

[keefechambers]

I'm here because the enemy of my enemy is you.

[drkmgs]

!System Error!

Cipher (Fast and Furious) x Fem!Reader

Warning: angst, cursing, violence is mentioned, sex is mentioned, mentioned of child lost, divorce mentioned

Story type: One shot

I absolutely have no idea how hacking works, but I do know how hard programming is, because I had to learn the basics, but still can't programm. I think I know more html than any programming language. (lol) This was a request via DMs and I don't remember the plot I was planning for this one, so I came up with a new one. TBH, I didn't watch Fast and Furious, so I have no idea what the plot is.

Happy Pride Month!

"Fuck!" You cursed and slammed down on your desk. This was the ninth time already that someone has tried to get into your system, and sadly, they now succeeded. You pressed a red button to shut down all of your devices, took your leather jacket from your computer chair, and swiped a card to call the elevator.

Entering the elevator, you only had one person in your mind who would annoy you by hacking into your system, and they won't stop until they get what they want. So, you are going to pay them a visit and share a piece of your mind, which might involve violence.

Arriving at the garage level, you took one of your helmet off the shelves, carried it to your recently purchased motorcycle, and settled on it before putting the helmet on. Then, you drove out of the garage onto the streets.

—

On the other side, Cipher leaned back on her chair, putting her feet up on the desk, satisfied with her work. Though she might regret this later on when she hissed at her fresh wounds. It didn't take long for her peace to vanish into thin air when she heard a familiar voice shouting not far where she sat.

"Where the fuck is she?!" You push the guard trying to stop you from entering the room, the guy is twice the size of you and yet you are able to push him away. The guy keeps trying, but once he makes eye contact with Cipher, she dismisses him with a lazy wave of her hand, and he is gone.

You marched with clenched fists to her, and she looked up at you when you stopped by her side, giving her a death glare. "Stop hacking into my system when you're bored, I have been telling you that for the last months now." You said through your teeth, fists still clenched tight.

"You should strengthen your walls then. Where I can't easily pass through." She shrugged and smiled at you. SMILED?! Now, you are 100% sure she's gone mad. You are about to lose your mind and might just throw her against the wall.

You leveled down to her, aggressively pulling the chair by the restarm to face you, which cause her feet to drop on the ground and lean forward to you. You trapped her with both your arms in the seat. You looked straight into her eyes. "Listen here, Cipher. You might be one of a hella cyber hacker, but don't forget who broke your fingers once, and I'm not far from doing it a second time. Stop lingering around my system to get my attention! You blew your chance two years ago!" That last sentence wasn't planned. It shouldn't have made it out of your mouth, but you couldn't help it.

If she was doing this, because she wants to get another chance with you, this is where you need to tell her that it is never going to happen. Ever. Again. You knew her already. She'll do everything to get want she wants and then toss you out like you have never shared a bed together and made her cum multiple times with your mouth and fingers.

It was clear that the last sentence caught both of you off guard. You immediately stepped back from her as if the chair you were hold was made of lava. You closed your eyes, pinching the space between your eyes, and exhaled. "J-Just remove yourself from my system. Please." Only a few seconds later, you hear fast keyboard noises and a loud enter. "It's gone. You may go now." For the first time in your life you hear her cold voice, it shot through your cracked heart.

But this situation where both you are right now wasn't your fault. It was hers. She made the choice. She didn't have the right to be mad at you. "Thanks. If you didn't make that choice two years ago, maybe we wouldn't have ended up like this." You had your back facing her.

"How many times do I have to apologize?" If it wasn't quiet in the room, you might have not heard what she said, but the silence of the room was suffocating and made things easy to hear. You scoffed, turning around facing her. "Your apologies can't bring my child back to life!" Cipher stands up straight towering over you. "She is also my child!" She shouted at you. "You! Have no right to say that! The moment you chose that stupid plan of yours, you lost the right to be her parent! So fuck off, Cipher!"

Every sentence you said you pushed your fore finger onto her chest, you saw red, and it's a miracle you aren't throwing punches at her or even throwing her across the room, probably it's because you both got tired of expressing your anger to each other physically, so you are doing it emotionally now.

You can't do this anymore. "I want a divorce." You announced. Cipher staggered a step back, leaning her hands on her desk to keep her up on her feet. She didn't think that the pain she had caused you was this bad. She thought giving you space and time, everything would go back to its own place, and you would eventually forgive her, but she underestimated the damages that had been done.

Is she ready to let you go? Does she want to let you go? Do you deserve someone better? Definitely. "No." Cipher pushed away from the desk and faced you. "Don't make things harder for us, Cipher. We can't see each other without biting each others heads off. Hell, we don't share the same bed anymore! We are partly living in our offices!" You argue. "Then let's get back together! We can fix this! We don't have to go down that road." Cipher took one step closer to you, which made you step back. "Please." You could hear the desperation in her voice, but you chose to ignore it.

The pain is too much. You stepped further away from her. You shook your head, tears threatening to fall before it could you turn around and left her.

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[druckkugelschreiber]

Wife

[riveramorylunar]

CIPHER IS SO FUCKING HOT AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

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there really should be more cipher or lorraine fics out there

[may-bonne]

two years of new fast & furious fic recs!

for a couple years, i have read every single new fic posted to the fast & furious tag on ao3. i wanted to just list my favorites from 2024, but i didn't do this last year and there were some bangers posted in 2023, too. i'm not an arbiter of taste or anything. i just liked these.

in no particular order:

consider the hairpin turn - 061828 [dom/brian] this is great. fourth-movie era, which is always fun. dom's reconciling brian with what he remembers of spilner. his voice and internal monologue are just perfect.

serve me a disaster on a silver platter - meriwethersays [dom/brian] missed this one the first time around, somehow! adding it in late; apologies to the author. there's really not enough post-first-movie road trip fic anymore.

trouble's always gonna find you, baby (but so am i) - angelica_barnes [dom/brian] this one's brand spanking new. and just really good, i think. does the all-consuming love thing and it still feels right and real.

take me down (and keep on going) - anon [dom/brian] pain kink. nice. hot. very fun subby brian, kept in character.

a different kind of debt - anon [dom/brian] it's piss kink. it's good piss kink. why not?

i will be good as long as you want me - cuupid [dom/brian] letty's back. brian goes off the rails. this is such a fun take on him. the ending is so good.

rumble - cuupid [dom/brian] loooove washed-up divorced loser brian creeping on teenage dom. just everything about this one.

other side of twice (let's not do that again) - d__T [dom/letty] lettyyyyy. it's a post-f7 fic. she chains dom up; he loves it. she remembers not remembering.

drug lust - atlantisairlock [letty/cipher] fantastic hot hate sex on the submarine. unrequited lettymia.

hold tight, we're in for nasty weather - metalflowers [letty/mia] post-first movie. mia cuts her hair off and burns the house down. love that for her.

kaki no tane - bazemayonnaise [han/deckard shaw] tags say it all. "cockblocked by the male ego," "handy in a sportscar because what's more masculine than that?"

when your name was everywhere - kittycatthetacodemon [hobbs/shaw] shaw gets hit by a witch curse. it's not even really a crackfic. just read it.

storm chaser - miss_kitty [ofc-centric] this is the absolute best possible execution of an extended metaphor that could very easily have been trite and unreadable. that's all i can say. nothing about this should work and the vast majority of it does. (you're tracking down the family.)

and impossible not to mention despite not technically being fic:

fast & fruity - mutantmeatmachine (the whole series), plus wanna go for a ride? and twelve thirty the hottest art, everyone owes a debt to crashie. dom's ass is so fat in all of these. it is brill

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

Moments in “Fast X” that I felt was bizarre even for this franchise (THIS IS ALL SPOILERS):

1) Pete Davidson randomly shows up just to be Pete Davidson.

2) Jason Momoa’s performance felt like they just told him to act like Hisoka from Hunter x Hunter. Or just a Jojo villain in general.

3) Letty and Cipher get sent to Antarctica, where Gisele just shows up at the end in a submarine despite clearly dying in the 6th one. That’s LITERALLY how the movie ended.

4) They got Alan Ritchson (the guy from Reacher) to play a buff CIA agent who hates barbecues and families. Also, maybe this is just me, but I felt like he was also Jason Momoa’s love interest? I just got the vibes.

5) The weird shot of the camera following Vin Diesel’s muscles which led into the car’s engines.

6) There was a 15-minute sequence where they chased a nuclear bomb that was rolling around the streets of Rome.

7) John Cena using three tequila bottles to power his mini plane.

8) Tyrese taped millions of dollars on his shirt and was just carrying that around the whole movie.

9) Rita Moreno was randomly there as Vin Diesel’s grandma.

10, EDIT) I forgot one other moment. Because F9 retconned Tokyo Drift, there was a sequence where the Agents of SHIELD (I know they’re the “Agency”, but it was basically Marvel’s SHIELD) are reviewing footage of their previous missions. One mission featured clips from Tokyo Drift.

[xoxorealitygalore]

Fast & Furious: The Mother

Luke Hobbs x OC

Summary: An assassin comes out of hiding to rescue her daughter, whom she left earlier in life.

Fast & Furious presents The Mother: Family runs deep. Vengeance runs deeper.

Part One

The Call

The shrill ring of the phone sliced through the quiet of the night, its sound jarring and insistent. Veda Burgos, former U.S. Army operative turned private contractor, sat upright in her bed, the sheets tangled around her legs. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of a bedside lamp, casting long shadows on the walls. She reached for the phone with a practiced calm, her fingers brushing against the cool metal before lifting it to her ear.

"Veda," the voice on the other end was low, gravelly, and unmistakable.

"Luke," she replied, her voice steady despite the rush of emotions the mere sound of his name stirred within her. "It's been a while."

"Too long," he agreed. There was a pause, a hesitation that spoke volumes. "I need your help."

Her heart skipped a beat. "What happened?"

"Samantha's been taken," he said, the words heavy with urgency. "By Dante Reyes."

The name hit her like a physical blow. Dante Reyes, the son of Hernan Reyes, the criminal mastermind whose empire had once threatened to engulf them all. She had crossed paths with Dante before, during a mission that had nearly cost her everything. She had thought him dead, a casualty of their last encounter. But now, he was back, and he had their daughter.

"Where is she?" Veda's voice was sharp, her mind already shifting into mission mode.

"Cap-Haitien, Haiti," Luke replied. "I have a team ready, but I need you to lead it. You're the only one who knows how he thinks."

Veda closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. The weight of the situation settled over her like a cloak. She had left that life behind, the life of danger and constant peril. But family, her daughter was a line she would never cross. She had trained for this, lived for this. And now, she would return to it.

"I'm in," she said, her voice unwavering.

Veda clenched her jaw, her voice calm but steel-laced. “Send me the coordinates. I’m coming.”

The next few hours were a blur of activity. Veda moved through her home with precision, gathering gear, reviewing intel, and contacting old allies. She hadn't anticipated returning to the field, but the urgency of the situation left no room for hesitation.

Her home, once a sanctuary, now felt like a staging ground. Maps of Haiti were spread out on the dining table, red pins marking known locations of Dante's operations. Satellite images flickered across her laptop screen, each one scrutinized for any clue that might lead her to Samantha.

She donned her tactical gear which was black combat boots, cargo pants, a fitted shirt, and a vest equipped with various tools and weapons. Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, and her face was set in a mask of determination. She was ready.

As she prepared to leave, her phone buzzed with a message from Luke: Meet me at the airstrip in one hour.

She nodded to herself, grabbed her bag, and headed out the door.

Her flight was silent. Charter jet. Off-grid.

She read the intel Hobbs sent which was brief, encrypted, clinical. Samantha had been targeted because of her bloodline. Dante Reyes was continuing the legacy of his father Hernan, using violence and vendettas to break those who destroyed his empire. Hobbs had crossed him.

Now Dante wanted blood.

But he made one mistake.

He took a mother’s daughter.

The Airstrip

The sun hung low over the Haitian horizon, casting long gold streaks across the tarmac. A private airstrip carved out of jungle and salt-worn stone buzzed with quiet urgency. Two Falcon aircraft idled nearby, their engines humming like thunder on standby.

The crew which consisted of Dominic Toretto, Letty Ortiz, Tej Parker, Roman Pearce, Han, Gisele, Tess, and Ramsey stood in a loose semi-circle near the cargo hold, double-checking their gear and loading crates of weapons and tech.

The stillness broke as the black SUV tore across the dusty runway. It skidded to a stop near the group, and Hobbs stepped out of the driver’s side, towering as ever in tactical gear, his jaw clenched tight.

He rounded the vehicle and opened the passenger door. And she stepped out. Fierce. Dressed in matte-black fatigues. Her brown eyes were sharp, scanning the team in an instant. She moved like a soldier, quiet and precise. The air shifted with her presence.

Everyone straightened.

“Damn,” Roman muttered, under his breath. “Who’s the queen of shadow ops?”

Hobbs raised a hand. “Listen up.” The murmurs died. All eyes turned to him.

“This is Veda Burgos. She’s ex-Army Spec Ops, classified black-tier contractor, and she’s saved my ass more times than I can count.” He turned toward her, his voice softer, but still heavy with weight. “She’s also my wife. Or... was.”

Veda gave a slight nod. “Let’s not get distracted by titles.”

Letty arched a brow, folding her arms. “So you’re the one we’ve heard absolutely nothing about.”

Dom, calm but observant, extended a hand. “Welcome.”

She took it. Firm grip. No hesitation.

“We’re going after my daughter,” Veda said, looking from face to face. “Samantha. You all know what we’re up against. But I need you to understand something, this isn’t just another mission. If we don’t get to her in time, Dante Reyes won’t just use her to get to Hobbs. He’ll break her to get to me.”

The team nodded, silently absorbing her words. Hobbs stepped beside her. “She’s the best there is. And I trust her with my life.”

Roman cleared his throat. “Okay, but real quick—how come we’ve never heard of her before? Like, never? Not even in a 'back-in-the-day' story?”

Tej elbowed him. “Because that’s what real ghosts do, man. They don’t leave stories.”

Veda gave Roman a small, deadly smile. “Let’s just say I wasn’t on the party circuit.”

Ramsey clicked her tablet, bringing up a holographic 3D map of the compound.

“Glad you’re here. We need every hand we can get,” she said. “Dante’s fortified the site with military-grade tech, infrared sensors, heavy weapons, and a kill-switch on the prison floor.”

“Then we go in silent,” Veda said. “We ghost the perimeter, neutralize the guards, and extract the asset, my daughter. No noise, no mistakes.”

Letty smirked. “I like her.”

Han stepped forward, nodding. “So do I.”

Hobbs looked at them all, then down the runway toward the rising heat waves.

“Gear up,” he growled. “We leave in fifteen.”

Veda turned back to the Falcon jet, walking shoulder to shoulder with Hobbs. For the first time in years, they moved like they used to do. One rhythm, one mission.

Hobbs slightly turned his head to her, his eyes scanning her form before settling on her face.

"You look the same," he said, his voice tinged with something she couldn't quite place.

"Time hasn't been kind to you," she replied, her tone teasing but with an edge of sincerity.

He offered a small smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Let's get to work."

As she climbed the ramp, Veda paused and looked over at him. “Of course,” she said. “This is about bringing my daughter home. And I’ll burn the world down to do it.”

He didn’t doubt her.

And as the Falcon lifted off the runway, slicing through the Haitian dusk, they followed her lead into the storm.

Cap-Haitien

The jet touched down in Cap-Haitien under the cover of darkness. The humid air hit Veda as she stepped onto the tarmac, the scent of saltwater and earth mixing in the night air. She adjusted her gear, her senses sharpening as she surveyed the surroundings.

Luke joined her, his presence a steadying force. "Intel suggests Dante's compound is about five clicks from here," he said, consulting a handheld device. "We move out in ten."

Veda nodded, her mind already calculating the best route. She trusted Luke's information, but she would verify it herself. She always did.

The team assembled, a mix of seasoned operatives and local contacts. They moved out swiftly, navigating through the dense jungle underbrush, their movements coordinated and silent. Veda led the way, her instincts guiding her through the terrain.

As they neared the compound, the sounds of the jungle faded, replaced by the eerie quiet of the enemy's stronghold. Veda signaled for the team to halt, her eyes scanning the perimeter.

"Two guards at the entrance," she whispered. "We take them out silently, then breach."

Luke gestured for the team to spread out, each member taking their assigned position. Veda and Luke moved in tandem, their actions fluid and precise. Within moments, the guards were neutralized, their bodies hidden from view.

They approached the compound's main building, a fortified structure that loomed ominously in the moonlight. Veda crouched beside the door, assessing the best way to gain entry.

"Explosives?" Luke suggested.

Veda shook her head. "Too risky. We go in quiet."

She produced a small device from her belt and attached it to the door's lock mechanism. Within seconds, it clicked open. She pushed the door slightly ajar, peering inside.

The interior was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of mildew and decay. They moved in, their footsteps muffled by the worn floorboards.

They navigated the labyrinthine hallways of the compound, each turn bringing them closer to their goal. The tension was real, every shadow a potential threat. Veda's hand hovered near her weapon, ready for anything.

They reached a reinforced door at the end of a narrow corridor. Veda signaled for the team to halt. She approached the door, listening for any sounds from within. Hearing nothing, she placed her ear against the cold metal, her senses straining.

A faint sound like a muffled sob reached her ears. Her heart clenched. It was Samantha.

She turned to Luke, her expression hardening. "She's in there."

Luke nodded grimly. "Let's move."

They breached the door, weapons raised. Inside, the room was empty but there was a monitor playing a video of a crying Samantha.

“You really think I would make this easy for you, Hobbs,” Dante’s voice crackled over comms. “And hello, Veda, nice of you to come out of hiding. I look forward to meeting you again,” He chuckled.

Veda's fists clenched at her sides, her knuckles whitening. Anger surged within her, hot and fierce. But beneath that anger was a cold, calculating resolve. Dante had made a grave mistake. He had underestimated them.

They boarded the jet once more, the engines roaring to life as it taxied down the runway. Veda settled into her seat, the familiar hum of the aircraft grounding her. She pulled up the mission parameters on her tablet, reviewing them once again. Dante Reyes was a dangerous adversary, a man who had orchestrated chaos and destruction with a twisted sense of justice. He had taken their daughter, and for that, he would pay.

Luke sat across from her, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The silence between them was thick, laden with unspoken thoughts and shared history. It was a silence that spoke of battles fought and lost, of promises made and broken. But it was also a silence that spoke of unity, of a bond forged in the crucible of adversity.

"How has she been?" Veda asked, her voice breaking the stillness.

Luke's eyes softened, a flicker of warmth amidst the storm. "She's been strong," he replied. "Just like her mother."

Veda smiled faintly, her heart swelling with pride. Samantha had always been resilient, a trait she had inherited from both of them. She was their daughter, their flesh and blood, and she had the strength to endure whatever Dante threw her way.

But Veda knew that strength alone wouldn't be enough. They needed more. They needed the full force of the Hobbs family.

"We need your brothers," Veda said, her tone brokering no argument.

Luke's expression hardened, a flicker of defiance in his eyes. "Absolutely not," he said, his voice low and firm.

There was no way Luke was involving his eight younger brothers: Jonah, Mateo, Kal, Timo, Enele, Enoka, Laki, and Fetu in this. They had their own lives, their own battles. This was his fight, his responsibility.

But Veda was unyielding. "This is about Samantha," she said. "We need more people to rescue her."

Luke met her gaze, the weight of her words sinking in. She was right. They couldn't do this alone.

With a heavy sigh, Luke relented. "Take the jet to Samoa," he told the pilot.

As the jet soared into the sky, heading toward the distant islands of Samoa, Veda allowed herself a moment of reflection. The path ahead was fraught with danger, the stakes higher than ever. But she was ready. They all were. Dante had made a grave mistake. And they were coming for him.

Part Two

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[thena0315]

[cosmicanemoia]

Alone Together

Cipher (Charlize Theron) x reader

SUMMARY

You met a woman. She met you.

First meet. (The Fate of the Furious)

You were hiking, enjoying your time alone, away from everyone. Suddenly, a blonde woman who came from the sky falls right in front of you. You were shocked as hell. You smile at her and scoffed and shake your head sideways, which pique her interest, she removes her parachute, she then ask you "what the hell are you smiling at" as you walk pass her, she grabs you and puts a knife to your throat. You both breathe heavily, you look her in the eye and smile more as you hold your eye contact. You move closer to her face, making the knife cut your skin.

"Is this supposed to scare me? Cause this kind of shit just turns me on. This is the stuff of my fantasy. Tall, gorgeous woman with spacey eyes holding a knife to my throat, heh. If this is a dream, I don't wanna wake up yet. But if you wanna kill me, do it then," you stare in to each other's eyes, you said "I didn't think so," she decided to put the knife down and took a step away from you, she let's her eyes to wander the vastness of the woods, you walk past her and after a couple of steps you look back at her and said "well, aren't you coming?" She looks at you and you nod signaling her to come with you when she finally catches up with you, you said "Not that I'm complaining, you just made one of my dream came true. if you needed help, you could have asked for it." You smiled at her

"What are you doing alone in the middle of nowhere?" She questioned. "What everyone who would go alone in the middle of nowhere do. Be away and alone." You answered and questioned her in turn."What were you doing falling from the sky?" She didn't answer. She just kept trailing behind you as if she didn't hear you say anything, "I see. You don't have to tell me anything." She scoffed and chuckled.

You were actually on your way back to the cabin when she fell in front of you. As you came nearer and nearer to your cabin, she asked, "You're not one of those serial killers or psychopaths are you?" You grinned at her amused by her query. "What? Good one, even if I am, I'm sure you could handle yourself. Everyone's a psychopath, and most just play along with the system," "That is not a no." She commented, and you're just looking towards your destination and continue walking.

"We're here. Make yourself at home." You welcomed her, and she is hesitant but eventually decided to go in the cabin with you. She thought that you were right. She could definitely protect herself from anyone.

You went in and paid her no mind. You just went on your daily routine as if she had been there for a long time. You didn't offer her anything, and you didn't treat her like a guess. You said she could sleep wherever she wants, and she just nods at you, sitting near the fireplace.

Later at night, you make your way to bed and you saw her lying comfortably there, reading something, you said "that's my bed" and she said "you said I could sleep wherever" you look back on your words earlier and you agreed and said "fine" you slip on the little space on the bed and nudge her to move a little to give you more space. "Hey!" she said, "what? You can sleep wherever and I can't? This is a king-sized bed, stay in your corner, and I'll stay in mine." She rolled her eyes at your remarks, gave you some space, put her book down, and went to sleep.

Morning came along and she didn't see you beside her, you already got up, so she gets up and went to look for you, she sees you eating your breakfast outside the cabin just right in front of it. You turn your head and see her. "Sleep well?" You asked, she think about it for a couple of second and she did in fact slept well, the best she had in a long time, but she didn't admit it and simply said "yes"

"I'm going back to reality. You can stay here as long as you want but don't tell anyone about this place. You and I are the only people who know about this place. It will be our precious secret. "

"Wait--" she said. "Oh-- right. There's a motorbike at the back and extra gas, enough to get you to a small town. You'll manage." You informed her. "That's no-- That's - I, uh- thanks," she mumbled and thanked you. "See you when I see you, miss gorgeously strange badass. I hope" you winked at her then walk away.

You gave her your name but she didn't return the favour. Now she thought she should have.

You are hiking to the nearest motel and take your car from there. You have always left it there before you went to the cabin, and then you drive home.

She spent a month at the cabin enjoying the solitude, but after some time, she got bored and got a little creep out by the silence and the old-fashioned place. She needed her techs.

Next meet. (F9)

After a year, you came back to your cabin. You open the door, and as you step a foot inside, someone grabs you and pins you to the wall while holding a knife to your throat.

"We gotta stop meeting like this," she said with heavy breaths, and you could see her smirk.

"Agree to disagree. I hope We don't." You smirk back.

You both stay in position for a hot couple of minutes just staring into each other's eyes, exchanging heavy breaths. As she let you off and pulled away, she scoffed, and you frustratedly scoffed, too.

"Have you left, or have you been here since?"

"Course, I left. What would I do in this dump for a year? I just came back, I've only been here for a month."

She was waiting on you to come back, she figured you come back to the cabin once a year, so she came back a month earlier, after a year of meeting you there, hoping to see you again.

"You've been staying at this dump for a month. Huh." You said, and she replied, "What? It's so old fashioned, there's no Internet and I have to bring my own techs here" you look at her with disappointment written on your face "that's the whole point of all of this" you shake your head unimpressed.

"Is this all of it?" You said as you look at the coffee table with all the technology too advanced for you to understand. She confirmed and you move and took it all and lock all of it in a treasure chest, and throwing the keys amongst the other keys on the drawer near the chest, she couldn't even protest, too baffled by the sight. "What was that for?" She finally spoke. "You'll get them when I leave," you said as you raised your eyebrows up and down at her. "And when is that gonna be?" She asked frustratedly. You look at her with a stoic face, and she gulped, caused by the view in front of her, giving her goosebumps. She's never felt like this before.

You smile a few seconds later and phrase in a seductive voice, "I just got here, and you already want me gone. That's not how you treat your lover who just got home, my love, you know better than that" "That's not what I mean-- I'm not--" she defended but you quickly cut her off "Let's get some fresh air. The air in here is a bit thin. " she rolled her eyes as you walked out.

She searches for the key in the drawer. With no luck she didn't find it, there are a lot of other keys in the drawer. Sighing in defeat, she followed you out and saw you sitting at the front porch. You were looking as far as your eyes would allow you into the woods, she walks over and sat next to you.

There was silence for an awkward moment until you decided to break it, "Do you want to be cuddled?" Her eyes widened, and she scoffed in shock, "What?" She laughs nervously and you repeat yourself "I want to cuddle you, it's so cold here, and I don't wanna go in yet" "then let's make a fire" she offered and you refuse "that would take a lot of work, come here" you stretch your arms out and welcome her in to your embrace but she complains and whined "why do I have to be cuddled when you're the one who's cold, I should be the one cuddling you" she kept protesting.

You stand up, and she looks up at you. You stand behind her and sit down, your arms and legs wrapped around her. "What are you doing?" She asked,"keeping both of us warm, " you answered.

She shakes her body, "get off me," she commanded. Your embrace loosens, and she misses the contact. "Okay," you started to get off of her, but she muttered "fine" You embrace her tightly as the cold air brushes your cheeks.

She could just throw you down if she really wanted to, but there's something about your embrace. It's warmth - that stops her from doing so and instead keeps her wanting more.

Three days you live together, almost like an old married couple, endless bickering, madly flirting (on your part). The domesticity of it all made both of you forget the worlds you live in are burning. But all good things come to an end rather quickly than bad things.

You made a pack for your hike at the nearest motel and got ready to leave after you've eaten breakfast.

"Bye again for now, Ms. GSB" You bid adieu, "I have a name, you know, " She said in response, "No. I don't know." You told her, and she mumbles, "Wha-- That's not what I---" you cut her off, "So. Tell me." "My name is Cipher" she thought you'd ask more question like 'who is named cipher, just cipher' but you pulled her out of her train of thoughts and hugged her tightly "Hi. Cipher, It's been great spending time with you." You pulled out of the hug, but she aches for more, but she knows better than that or so she thought.

As she watches you leave, a wave of longing comes crashing on her already, she went inside and sat down, she sees the treasure box still locked, she'd forgotten about her beloved techs, she smiled to herself. Her mind brought her to look back on the conversation she had with you.

"What are you grinning at?" She asked as she looked at you, already looking at her with a wide grin plastered on your face "Sorry I just can't help it. I think you look like a coconut husk.-- A beautiful and brilliant coconut husk, " you said as you winked at her at the end of your sentence. She slightly blushed. "You're so cheesy." She said and shrugs, trying to brush the blush off.

After a few seconds of admiring her beauty and getting lost in her eyes, you asked her, "You okay? You seem pretty mad or something, but pretty nonetheless" you raises eyebrows up and down at her, trying to lift her spirits up " I swear I will just smack you out of nowhere one of these days" she said sarcastically and literally. "Looking forward to it," you replied with the same tone she just had. She looks at you with disbelief and amusement. Your face turns into a frown when she looks away from you.

"Seriously. How are you?" You requested to know, and she just said,"I'm fine. " "Sure you are. But, are you okay?" You insisted in knowing how she is, she took a deep breath and looks at you affectionately, after a few seconds of staring at you she said "I am now" she smiles at you genuinely. "Fine. Don't tell me." You let it go and you chuckled "I see what you did there, that's good" you complimented her, "learned from the best" she responded, and you both let out a loud and boisterous laugh.

Her flashback ended, and she's smiling ear to ear like a silly teenager. She sighed and said, "I want to be alone with you." Out loud, the person who she wants to heart it, already gone.

Third meet (Fast X)

You came back to your cabin hoping to be welcomed by a gorgeous woman, but there's nobody there when you arrived. You just shrug it off and think 'she has a life of her own', you exhale and find your keys.

After a couple of days of settling in, you're accompanied by hot chocolate and a book in your hand, and then someone knocks at your door rapidly. You rolled your eyes and groaned, frustrated by the disturbance of your peace.

When you open the door, worry washes away your frustration. You would say you're glad to see the badass in front of you, which you are, but she's seriously beaten up. You invite her inside and she drinks your hot chocolate, not asking for permission, not that she needed it, she just always do it, Eating out of your plates, drinking out of your cups, wearing your clothes, and you just let her all the time.

After she's settled in and got some rest. You break the silence, "Did you run into a car, or did a car run you over?" You asked, trying to lighten her mood. "I met the devil himself." She said loud and clear, you thought she was joking and that she wants you to leave it alone, so you burst out laughing, you see her at the corner of your eye not laughing with you, your laughter dies down, and realisation hits.

"Oh. You're not joking." You said after you cleared your throat."I wish I was." She replied, exhaustion in her voice is now more evident, "Tell me about it, " you requested.

She tells you the story.

After hearing the end of the story, you think to yourself for a moment, and you said, "So. You have no friends." She smiles at your response to the story she told. "That's what you get from all that?" She questioned, and you took her hand, "I'm just kidding, babe. From what you describe, that doesn't sound like the devil. Trust me. I know, cause I've met them." You nod and try to take your hand back and let hers go, but she tightens the grip, not wanting to be deprived of your touch.

"What do you mean you've met them?" She asked, but you just ignored her. "He just sounds like a total scum who didn't have a mother that loved him." You added to your last statement, and she asks again, "How did you meet the devil?" But you just keep ignoring her."Your guy just needed to be taught a lesson or two, " you added again to your last statement.

"Stop ignoring me!" She shouted, frustrated of you who kept ignoring her, "Okay... chill.-- Damn!" You chuckled nervously, a little scared for your life, but also somehow turned on. "What do you wanna know?" You inquired, and she said,"Everything. Tell me everything." Her eyes fixated on you. You look up at the ceiling, contemplating. "Okay, but there's a catch. I tell you everything, you do the same. No lies. No holding back certain truths to manipulate the story." You commanded, and she took a breath and huffs. The cabin is filled with silence until you both speak at the same time.

You said, "I didn't think so," she said. "Okay, fine. Deal"

Your eyes widen by what she said and ask her to repeat her sentence just so you could be sure you heard it right

"I said, fine. I'm willing to tell you everything if you tell me everything"

You told her who you really are. You put it plainly, not sugarcoating anything, wishing she'd look at you the same after everything.

You're a serial killer. A Stalker. You hunt your prey with the help of your job. A journalist. You were once an investigator, but they black listed you, saying your emotions get the better of you, and they concluded you're not fit for that job. You stalk them, investigate them, and with enough concrete evidence, you know that won't hold up in court. You took matters into your own hands by punishing them yourself. Torturing and killing them if they don't go to prison. Your prey are usually rapist. Physical abuser. And pedophiles.

She tells you her story and everything. How she wants to destroy or rule the world or something entirely different. She told you. She wishes the same thing as you are, for nothing to change, yet everything is.

"I guess we actually do, have a lot in common. We're both killers. We both think we're making the world a better place, but really, we're just making ourselves feel better. --Two silly and lonely humans playing god," You said, and you sighed, and she sighed in return, "Yeah. I guess so, too."

There was complete silence for quite some time.

She looks at you endearingly and smirks, "I was right. You were a serial killer." You both chuckled at the same moment. "Yep," you replied and looked back at her. "So, did you do a background check on me?" She asked curiously, wanting to hear your affirmative, but you didn't give her the satisfaction."No. I always thought you were just a hallucination." "What?" She asked and you continue to speak "but then I think, my mind could have not made up something as badass and intelligent as you" "and, there it is.--" They both burst out laughing, a tear escaping their eye from the joy of it all.

You're now cuddled up in bed. Her head resting on your stomach while you play with her hair. "I hope you still like me after all that" She said out of the blue "I hope you still like me after all that too" You said in response wanting to let her know you feel the same way she do.

"we're insane," she stated, and you agreed, "indeed we are"

She moves up, and her face now hovers on top of yours. She placed a gentle kiss on your lips, and your hand rested on her waist. You're now looking eye to eye, you move your head up and kiss her back, but not as gently, more desperately, missing her tongue on yours for a year, and thinking she wouldn't be back again. Here she is, as desperate and as hungry for you as you are for her.

In the morning, you're now the one resting your head on her body. You look up hoping to watch her sleep, but she's already looking at you. "How long have you been staring at the back of my head?" You asked lethargically, "Not long enough, " she answered, and she planted a kiss on your forehead, and you hummed by the contact.

During lunch, you couldn't keep your eyes off of her. Her stunning features just simply capture you, and then you speak your mind, "Now that looks more you. Miss gorgeously strange badass." You complimented her new look. "I already told you my name. Don't tell me you've forgotten." She said, still fazed by your constantly out of the blue flirting, "How could I forget such a cool name. Cipher, " you said her name in a seducing tone. She shakes her head and turns to look away cause she knows she blushed by the way you said her name, "Whatever." That's all she could say.

After having lunch and constantly teasing her, you rested. You took her hand and led her to a lake. You told her to take her clothes off, and she didn't move, "Is this the part where you kill me?" You didn't answer her and just look at her with a smirk on your face. You walk closer to her and start to slowly take your clothes off teasing her. She gulped, and you moved closer to her with no clothes on, all in your nakedness, you hover your face on hers, and you brushed your lips to her, then you ran towards the water.

She stood there dumbfounded, all worked up, and turned the hell on. She quickly took her clothes off and followed you. She wants you to finish what you started.

[keefechambers]

CHARLIZE THERON as CIPHER in FAST X

[druckkugelschreiber]

The overwhelming urge to stay home and write Cipher smut

[sghg181]