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athenamgh · 1 year

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I am here

a/n: it's very short but my brains couldn't shut up about it, so here you have it

paring/s: Myanna Buring x fem!Reader

summary: Imagine resting after an exhausting day with Myanna

warning/s: some light fluff

word count: 0.7k

Myanna Buring MASTERLIST

You collapsed face-first into the bed with a heavy, may or may not dramatic, sigh escaping your lips.

"Somebody had a tough day," Myanna chuckled, as she closed the book she was just reading and ran her eyes over your exhausted body.

"Eh, don't get me even started," you muttered into the pillow.

She placed her palm on your back and brushed it up and down your spine, "Want to talk about it?" she questioned.

"Hmm," you hummed enjoying her comforting touch. You finally turned your head to face her, meeting her ocean eyes filled with care, "No, I just want to hear about your day. How was it?" You saw how for a moment she debated in her head about your response, but then pushed it away for later observations.

Now her eyes glinted intriguingly, "Full of meetings about exciting projects, that I do not want to spoil the fun for you just yet".

You chuckled, you knew she loved seeing your facial expression when you stumbled upon posters of her upcoming projects, "Well, I am super happy for you, Myanna".

A bright smile crossed Myanna's lips, "Thank you, love", she stretched her hand open, inviting you to lay in her lap, "Now come here, I missed you".

You gently settled against her, feeling her place a quick kiss on your temple, making your lips spread a smile. You enjoyed how her scent filled your lungs and her warmth settled into your bones, making you feel incredibly peaceful.

Myanna returned her attention to the newly picked-up book, but with her free hand, she ran her fingers up and down the length of your arm softly making your vision blur sleepily.

Both of you layed like that comfortably just enjoying each other presence, completely and utterly recharging.

You were scrolling through news articles and some social platforms trying to catch up with what happened in the world or just to enjoy the created content of people that you found interesting. When suddenly you came across a video of no other but Myanna Buring.

You were about to watch the same eight-second video edit for the tenth time when Myanna curiously glanced at you probably wondering why was she hearing the same song playing on repeat.

Her lips spread a playful smile as she noticed you sweetly smiling at the screen like a maniac, "You know that all you have to do is to look up, right?"

You felt a horrifying blush spread your cheeks, you avoided her eyes shily hiding your face in her neck, making Myanna lightly chuckle, her hand wrapping around your waist.

"How is it me?" you whispered against her skin.

You couldn't see but you guessed that her eyebrows narrowed in confusion from the way her hand froze on your torso for a moment at your sudden question, "What do you mean?" You just stayed silent, feeling a slight regret rise in your bones.

"Hey, look at me," she said not receiving an answer from you. You slowly pulled back enough to meet with her a bit concerned eyes, "What is bothering you?" she gently lifted your chin to make sure you won't shy away again.

You took a deep breath, hoping your voice won't fail you and finally asked, not wanting to see Myanna be worried about your insecurities, "If you can have it all, why do you want me?"

The softest and most truthful look crossed her eyes as her lips spread the word, "If I can have it all, why won't I want you?" she stated it as firmly as if it was a well-known fact.

"I- I am sorry, I know it's silly-," you stuttered, still staring at her watercolour eyes.

"No, it's not," she shook her head framing your face with her soft hands, "I want you to be able to share with me anything and everything," you felt her thumb brush your cheek, "Regardless if it's joy, doubts or total nonsense that you may think it is. Okay?" you nodded your head at her words as your heart was just overflowed with so much warmth of happiness. "I am gonna need to hear you say it, love".

"Okay," you whispered glancing down from her mesmerizing eyes.

She gently grabbed your chin making you meet her eyes again, "I am here, I am yours," she said brushing her thumb over your bottom lip, "Don't you dare to forget that, Y/n," Myanna added bringing her lips to yours and all you could do is smile like an idiot to the kiss.

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athenamgh · 1 year

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Ma'am

a/n: Myanna, Myanna, Myanna... paring/s: Myanna Buring x fem!bodyguard!Reader summary: reader is the bodyguard for one and only Myanna Buring.. that's.. that's all I can say... oh and Tony totally made up persona warning/s: sexual tension, a cute moment too I guess, and slight mention of the accident word count: 2.3k

Myanna Buring MASTERLIST

Myanna and Tony sat in one of the dressing rooms, three floors below the penthouse where in around 30 minutes, the actress was supposed to appear as an honored guest.

"Do we still have to do this?" she asked out of the blue.

"Do what?" Tony said looking up from his papers.

She gestured to the super-secured room around her. "So keep you safe, you mean?" he re-asked.

"No, take such huge security precautions. I am not royalty, you know..." hints of frustration could be heard in her voice.

Tony sighed looking back at his papers, they had this conversation way too many times over the last month, "At this point, it'd be safer if you were...". He didn't even need to look up from the contract, that he was reading, to know that she rolled her eyes at his answer.

"Do not give me this attitude. Did you forget what happened three months ago, or your memory needs refreshing?" From the pile of papers laying in his lap, he took out a printed news article with a big red title on the front and placed it on the table. "You almost died that night, all of you in that damn building almost did."

He noticed as Myanna shook her shoulder uncomfortably as the flashbacks of that night crossed her mind. "Besides, you are not the only one with such security, all of your costars are," Tony pointed out.

"Yeah, but barely any of them, have an ex-navy bodyguard sweeping every room they enter, do they?" Myanna gave him a look.

"They should..." he said under his breath, but she heard it, she always hears it.

"Ahh..." she groaned, turning back to look through the window that was overlooking the city drowning in the moonlight.

"Listen, as your agent, it is my duty to protect you. After all, three months already passed, didn't you get used to the "black cat" following you around? Don't you like them? They seem qualified and actually quite nice. Is something wrong? Do I need to change-" before Tony could even finish his list of questions, she suspiciously cut him off.

"No, it's not that. I just wish things could go back to normal," Myanna sadly sighed looking back at him.

"It will, you just have to wait it out," he could only imagine what it was like for her after that eventful night.

Suddenly rhythmical but too difficult-to-be random knocks on the door echoed in the room.

Tony laughed lightly, "Speak of the devil,"

"And she will appear... Yes?" She said turning back to the mirror to continue her paused activity.

As you heard confirmation you entered the room closing the doors behind you, "The perimeter is clear," you reported looking at Myanna's reflection in the mirror, she avoided your gaze. But as your lips slipped the additional word, "Ma'am", her eyes narrowed at you in the reflective glass and her jaw clenched.

"Thank you, Y/n," Tony said standing up.

"Of course, sir," you broke the eye contact bringing your attention to the man in a suit.

"Okay, I'd better be going and leave you to your last 30 minutes of 'me time'. See you in there," he addressed Myanna.

"Do not flirt too much," she teased.

"Ohh, please there can be some attractive lawyers... Also, you are the one to talk to," Tony pointed out.

He approached you, standing next to the doors, and whispered, "Do not let this flirt slip your eyes and keep her safe."

"Never do and always do sir," you answered his two statements.

He laughed, "I know that's why I like you''.

You opened the doors for him to leave. You were about to follow his lead, leaving her with the last moments of peace before the event. It was like a routine for her. You had a gut feeling that this habit developed after the accident.

But before you could take a step into the corridor you heard her voice. "Wait," she said still looking at the mirror adding the last touches to her make-up.

"Is something wrong, ma'am?" you wondered.

You saw how her jaw clenched a little once again as her eyes shut closed, "Yes, we need to go over some ground rules. Again."

You narrowed your eyebrows but closed the doors behind you, ready to hear her out.

She finally stood up from the table, and for the first time tonight, you saw Myanna in all her glory. You couldn't help but glue your eyes to her presence: her long dress that contrasted with her hair enchantingly, her eyes that you couldn't decide the colour of because they seemed to change every time you got lost in them, stuck between the green and the blue, and her lips, oh those devilishly tempting soft lips.

She looked stunning and the worst part of it was that you let yourself admire her for far too long, knowing well enough that your staring will get you in trouble.

Suddenly two of your eyes connected and you quickly turned your attention to the wall, pretending like it was the most interesting thing in this entire world. In hopes that she would just brush it off, but from the corner of your eye, you could see that she was smirking at your behaviour. You got caught.

Myanna approached and you felt how her perfume invaded your space. It took everything in you to keep staring straight into the empty wall, standing there as still as a rock with hands behind your back, face emotionless.

But not the eyes, no your eyes could never lie or hide what you were really feeling as much as you wished they would. Not even years spent in the Navy could teach you that.

She seemed to know it as she whispered to you, "Look at me".

You took a deep breath clenching your jaw. You knew better than to obey what she asked for. But her standing so close to you was nearly impossible to resist.

Myanna didn't seem to have much patience tonight to see you fight yourself in your own head as she wrapped her fingers around your black tie and tugged you gently down making you slowly lower your gaze to meet her, tonight, watercolour eyes.

"You are truly irresistible in this suit, Y/n" she said dropping her eyes down for a moment to finally really take in the sight of you, but not letting the grip on you ease up.

You stayed silent, trying to concentrate on staying neutral, and professional, like you were taught to be. But your eyes betrayed you staying glued to her presence.

That was a mistake because then her gaze flickered back to your face, you saw her lips spread a mischievous smile and all you could do was drily gulp.

"What did I tell you about calling me 'ma'am', hmm?" Myanna innocently asked tugging you down even closer to her face, trying to even out the difference between your heights.

Another wave of her delightful perfume hit your nose and your lips were now inches apart. "Sorry ma'am," was all you said.

Myanna chucked at your answer, "No, no, no..." she shook her head disapprovingly. You saw how her eyes glinted devilishly before she ghostingly dragged her soft lips through the length of your jaw.

"Say it," her words sank into the whisper against your ear, still holding you by the tie. Her other hand slipped up your shoulder and wrapped around your neck, nails lightly digging into your skin as she seductively demanded, "Say it like I know You like it," the hot air hitting your skin made you shiver.

To your surprise, she leaned back just enough to look you in the eyes and whisper once again, "Like you know I like it," Myanna's lips spread the most irresistible smile and with that, your heart skipped a beat.

You closed your eyes, clenching your jaw, trying to control your heartbeat, the buzzing in your ears and the fog that was clouding your judgment, but all she had to do was mutter, "Do it for me, please" and your defence broke.

From the way her lips parted, when you finally opened your eyes, and her hand tensed around your neck, you could tell that your look was dark and filled with desire. The desire for her and only her.

"Myanna.." your lips slowly parted, as your gaze dropped down reminding her about the device attached to your shirt's collar that was restricting you from what she really wanted you to say.

This listening device was constructed to record all-day conversations and surrounding sounds wherever the security agent went with his client to uncertain, unpredictable places such as events, places surrounded by crowds and etc. Its recordings were stored for around 30 days, breathly reviewed every week or so to make sure nobody interfered with sensitive information or raised any suspicions about possible danger to the client or the agent.

Since Tony had some great connections and was able to pull some strings, he got the security company to agree to record only the bodyguard's voice, movements and radio conversations in order to save his client's privacy as much as possible.

It wasn't exactly the safest opinion on security matters so in order to fill this gap they assigned their top security agent to Tony's client. They hired you.

A mischievous smile spread Myanna's lips as she covered the device with her palm, hiding it in her grip, which dulled the sensitivity of the microphone enough for your movements and voice to not be picked up.

"It's been too long since I heard you say my name too," was all she said and with that, the hand secured on your neck dug into your hair and she pulled you into a longing kiss.

Your interlocked hands broke free from behind your back due the mere sensation of her soft lips against yours. She tasted what you thought heaven would taste like. The pressure against the back of your scalp and her intoxicating scent numbed your thoughts and knees and made the desire to have her in your arms win. So you wrapped your arms around her waist pulling her as close as possible to you.

Myanna smiled against your lips at your final involvement. She gently bit your bottom lip just to let it go as she pulled away. Releasing her grip on you and the microphone she reached around her torso to unshackle your strong arms from behind her back. But you resisted to budge, she looked up at you giving you a soft look, "I am sorry, love, but we cannot have this dress wrinkled if we do not want suspicion to arise," you groaned not wanting to let her go.

She was right it was too long, you missed her terribly.

To your own disappointment, you obeyed releasing your grip on her. But not before stealing one more kiss from that absolutely stunning woman in your arms making her chuckle and enchantingly smile at your act. As you were about to bring your hands back to were they supposed to be, she stopped you by catching them by the wrists.

"Your leaving was sudden, too sudden for my likening," she said interlocking your fingers together.

You smiled, enjoying the warmth of her touch. Taking a second to think what to say as the listening device was no longer covered, ''Had a family emergency." Her eyebrows narrowed worryingly at you, "It was resolved," you assured her as you set free one of your arms and brushed the back of your hand against her soft cheek for a moment, "But I personally assigned agent Hale to your house security, you were left in great hands while I was gone," you reported the reason for your five-day absence.

"Hmm yes, but it wasn't you... and I missed you," she gave you a longing look. You squeezed her hand confirming that you felt the exact same way.

"I am here now, ma'am," you said the last word on purpose this time making your lips slip a smirk.

You saw how Myanna's gaze darkened, she bit her lip seductively at you, making your heartbeat quicken. You remembered this devilish look of hers and the thoughts that probably were running in her head right now.

"I wanted to have you all to myself all day today," she stated looking deep into your eyes, "And after this event, I'll get you to go back to my place," she gripped your chin making sure she had you exactly where and how she wanted, "And remind you what happens when you neglect our ground rules," she said the last word brushing your lips with her own perfectly knowing that you couldn't kiss her without risking it possibly leaking into the recording.

Myanna took a couple of steps back from you, smoothing her dress with her palms, making sure she looked presentable. You thought she looked flawless and intact as you just stared at her trying to get your cloudy mind to work again.

You finally cleared your throat, "Ready?" you stretched your arm for her to take, to safely, maybe too securely, escort her to the penthouse.

She took your hand happily looking up at you, "Wait," she reached with her free hand brushing her thumb through your bottom lip cleaning off the traces of her lipstick. "Am I decent?" she asked referring to the possible smudged lipstick on her.

"You look perfect, Myanna Buring," you assured her making her slightly blush which swirled your heart with warmth in a way it shouldn't have.

"Then I am ready," she said and both of you stepped out of the hotel room.

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