#tj hammond x you

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Join Us » TJ Hammond

Pairings: Bi!TJ Hammond x Reader

Summary: TJ convinces Y/N to join him and his hot friend.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, (f & m receiving), unprotected sex, threesome, praise kink, pet names (cutie, baby, princess)

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

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

“TJ, have you seen my— oh shit! I’m so sorry!” You quickly apologized.

You walked in TJ’s bedroom without knocking to see him making out with some guy.

“It’s ok, cutie. What are you looking for?” TJ asks.

“I uhh…” You completely forgot about what you were looking for. “Nothing. I’ll look for it later.” You say.

As you were about to leave his bedroom, you felt a hand on your arm.

“Don’t leave.” He says.

“I-I don’t want to ruin your time with your hot friend.” You say nervously.

“You’re not ruining anything, cutie.” TJ says, pulling your body against his.

You gasped when you felt his bulge poke your stomach. TJ leaned his head down and placed kisses on your neck.

“Join us.” He says in your ear.

“Wh-What about your hot friend?” You asked stuttering.

“Jack doesn’t mind.” He whispers. “Do you, Jack?” He says, speaking up.

“I don’t mind.” Jack says.

TJ grabbed your hand and led you to his bed. He sat down on the bed with his back leaning against the headboard. He pulled you onto his lap, your legs on either side of his hips. TJ placed a hand on the back of your head and pulled you in for a kiss.

“Where’s my kiss, princess?” Jack asks with a playful pout.

TJ pulls away from you and Jack immediately captures your lips in a hungry kiss. You placed a hand on his cheek to intensify the kiss. You instinctively moved your hips against TJ’s growing bulge. He groaned as his head fell back against the headboard. TJ’s hands gripped the bottom of your -his- t-shirt, wanting to take it off. You pulled away from Jack so TJ could pull the shirt over your head, only to find out that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath it.

“Such a pretty girl.” TJ praises as his thumbs rubbed over your nipples.

Jack leaned up and placed kisses along your shoulder. You whined, wanting more.

“What is it, baby? Tell us what you want.” Jack says against your shoulder.

“More.” You say with a pout.

“You want more? We’ll give you more, cutie.” TJ says, rubbing his thumb across your pouty lip.

TJ gently laid you down on the bed next to Jack and hovered over you. As TJ kissed down your body, Jack took the opportunity to kiss along the swells of your breasts. TJ stopped when he got to the waistband of your sleep shorts, looking up at you for permission which you gave him. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled them down, along with your panties. TJ spread your legs and got in between them, licking his lips at the sight of your wet cunt.

“So wet for us.” TJ rubs a finger in between your wet folds. “Are you going to let us taste you, cutie?” He asks.

You nodded your head yes. TJ laid on his stomach in between your legs. He placed soft kisses along your inner thighs, making his way up to your wet pussy. His tongue licked up your folds causing you to gasp. TJ moaned at your taste. He made eye contact with you as his tongue found your clit. The tip of his tongue circled it before he latched his lips on it and began to eat you out like his life depends on it. Your jaw dropped, moans leaving your mouth. Jack turned your head towards him and kissed you sloppily. Your hand made its way to the back of Jack’s head while your other hand blindly found TJ’s head, your fingers tugging at his hair. TJ moaned against your pussy as he watched you and Jack make out. Your lips parted as you moaned against Jack’s lips. Jack took the opportunity to slid his tongue in your mouth. Your tongue fought with his for dominance, but he overpowered you. TJ slipped two fingers inside of your pussy cause you to pull away from Jack’s lips to moan.

“You’re being such a good girl for us, baby.” Jack praises.

You moaned, dropping your head back against the pillow. Jack placed kisses along the column of your neck as his fingers found your nipple and pinched it. You moaned at the new sensation causing your cunt to clench around TJ’s fingers. The two men smirked, pleased with your reaction. He did it again with your other nipple causing you to buck your hips against TJ’s face.

“Right there!” A moan left your lips as TJ’s fingers found that one spot inside of you. “Right fucking there!” You moaned.

TJ’s lips left your clit as he sat up to hover over you, his fingers still moving in and out of your cunt.

“Is that your little spot, cutie?” TJ asks with a smirk.

“Mhmm yes!” You moaned, nodding your head yes.

Jack pulled his lips away from your neck and leaned up to give TJ a hungry kiss, his fingers still moving in and out of your pussy. You got turned on even more just by watching them kiss. You snuck your hand down to your clit and began rubbing it in fast circles. You whimper left your lips as you felt your orgasm building up causing TJ and Jack to pull away from each other and looked down at you with smirks on their faces.

“That turn you on, cutie?” TJ asks.

You moaned and nodded your head yes. Jack moved your hand away from your clit causing you to whine. His fingers replaced yours, rubbing faster.

“F-Fuck! I’m so close!” You whimpered.

“Cum for us, princess.” Jack says.

Your jaw dropped, a high pitch moan left your lips as you soaked TJ’s fingers. Both men stopped their movements on your pussy and removed their fingers, licking your juices off of their fingers.

“Are you ready for more, cutie?” TJ asks.

You nodded your head eagerly. You watched as TJ and Jack stripped from their clothes. You licked your lips at the sight of their hard cocks, leaking with precum.

“Who gets her first?” Jack asks curiously as he stared at you.

“That’s up to her.” TJ rubs his hand up and down your inner thigh. “Who do you want first, cutie?” He asks.

“Him.” You say and pointed at Jack, biting your bottom lip.

“Hands and knees, baby.” He says.

You did as you were told. Jack positioned himself behind you, licking his cock up at your tight entrance. His tip slowly slipped pasted your entrance. His cock slid inside of your pussy inch by inch till he was balls deep inside of you. He began thrusting after he gave you a moment. His thrusts were fast. TJ positioned himself in front of you. He tilted your head up to get you to look at him, admiring the pleasure filled look on your face. He rubbed his thumb across your bottom lip. You parted your lips, allowing him to slide his thumb in your mouth. You sucked on his thumb, your tongue swirling around it as if it were his cock. He took his thumb out of your mouth and line his hard cock up at your lips.

“You know what to do, cutie.” TJ says.

Your tongue licked his tip, moaning at the taste of his precum before wrapping your lips around his cock and began bobbing your head. TJ placed his hand on the back of your head, pushing you down further on his cock causing you to gag.

“Relax your throat, baby.” He says softly.

You tried your best to relax your throat as his cock slid down it. You gagged a couple times, but quickly got the hang of it.

“There you go. Good girl.” TJ praises.

Your pussy clenched around Jack’s cock as his tip hit that one spot inside of you causing you to moan around TJ’s cock.

“Found your little spot, didn’t I, princess?” Jack says with a smirk.

You moaned around TJ’s cock in response causing TJ to tilt his head back and moan. Jack’s cock continued to hit that spot over and over again. Jack’s hand went down to your clit rubbing it in fast circles causing your pussy to clench around his cock. You took your mouth off of TJ’s cock and began jerking him off in your hand while making eye contact with him.

“Does that feel good?” You asked, looking up at him innocently.

“Yes!” They moaned.

You wrapped your lips around TJ’s cock again and started bobbing your head. Jack’s fingers rubbed faster on your clit, your cunt clenching around his cock.

“You’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that, princess.” Jack moans.

The more Jack rubbed your clit, you felt your orgasm building up a second time.

“I’m—” A whimper left your lips before you could finish your sentence.

“Gonna cum?” Jack asks.

You whimpered and nodded your head yes.

“Cum got me, baby.” He says.

Your jaw dropped, his name leaving your lips as you came on his cock. Jack fucked you through your orgasm, chasing his own orgasm.

“Fuck.” TJ moans, feeling his orgasm coming closer and closer. “Where do you want it?” He asks.

“Mouth.” You answered.

Jack pulled out of you and flipped you over so you were looking up at them.

“Open that pretty mouth.” TJ orders.

You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue. They began to jerk off their cocks with their heads tilted back. Before you knew it, cum landed on your tongue. A little bit getting on your face and rolling down your chin. TJ gave Jack a much needed kiss before giving you one. They laid down on either side of you, panting.

“Aren’t you glad that you joined us, cutie?” TJ asks, turning his head towards you.

“Mhmm yes.” You hummed. “I had fun.” You say.

“Rest up, princess cause we’re not done with you.” Jack says.

Needless to say that the night did not go to waste.

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-Bucky’s Doll

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TJ Hammond Masterlist 

One Shots / Drabbles

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[georgiapeach30513]

Every Other Weekend, In the Beginning

Summary:  You and Jack instantly connect

Pairings:  Jack O’Malley X Reader

Rating:  explicit

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

Word Count:  3.8K

Series Masterlist

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

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

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

“You said you wanted to get laid.”

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

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

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

“Guilt tripping?”

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

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

“Why not both?”

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

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

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

“I am not interested in the giant friend.”

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

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

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

“Or…”

“No! Down girl. One night.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Why hasn’t your boyfriend taught you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“How much have you had to drink?”

“Just a beer, why?”

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

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

“We’re not finished yet.”

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

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

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

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

“How far away?”

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

“What are you doing?” You squeak out.

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

“Oh!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Where did you come from?”

“The bar.”

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

“Just for tonight?”

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

“Never.”

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

“You see her every night?”

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

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

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

“You’re falling for the girl.”

“I’m falling for her pussy.”

“You’ve been drunk fucking her.”

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

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

“Man, shut up. I pull out.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And if that one is positive?”

“Then I’ll test until it’s negative.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What are you asking?”

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

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

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

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

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

“When we make it.”

“When,” you add in.

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

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

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

“He’s just moving a lot.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Masterlist

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[luninosity]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! Tagged by @estrellami-1 - thank you, my dear! <3 Let's see, fanfic specifically, not original works, I imagine...well, I've got a lot! The question is, which... Okay, these are just my personal favs, not even necessarily the ones I think might be the best-written, and I'm also excluding co-authored fic because that would be a very different list! (For one thing, Amateur Cartography, with Reg....) 1. straight from your heart (Stucky) - lots of people seem to like this one (thank you!) and I do too - I love recovering!Bucky stories, I loved the premise (it was written for a fest prompt), and I love the idea of Steve and Bucky working out what they want to incorporate, and play with, and reclaim, as far as identities (and, okay, some kink; it's me!). 2. Like Sugar (Evanstan; series) - okay, this is probably cheating because it's a whole series, but I can't separate them! This might be the thing people know me for most, maybe, and it was at the time the longest and most detailed story I'd ever written, and one of those that was (mostly) easy to write - words and scenes just turned up and flowed. I sometimes go back and reread my writing and am honestly impressed by myself. I do love this whole giant thing. 3. tempt me, tease me (leave me breathless) & (baby won't you please) run your fingers through my hair (both Evanstan, both sort of gentle kink) - okay, this is also kind of cheating, because they're two separate stories - except they're sort of linked, in my head? They have vaguely similar premises, about Chris discovering some things about Seb's preferences, and love confessions, and kink, and comfort, and...I don't know, they just have a similar 'feel' to my writer-brain. They both have specific lines that I've put on "top ten favorite sentences I've written" lists before, and I love my writing at this point. 4. never mind the why and wherefore (Johnny Storm/TJ Hammond Fantastic Four/Political Animals no-powers AU crossover) - this is an odd random one but I genuinely love it! In the category of "stories I never expected to write"...and then friends made me think about it...and then suddenly it practically wrote itself and I had 45k of story. One of the best and most unexpected and consequently wonderful writing experiences I've ever had, plus of course TJ deserves all the happiness! 5. Know That It's True (Cherik, X-Men: First Class era) - pulling out a real old-school one: this was my first-ever X-Men fic! Well, to be fair, that depends on how you count - it's the first one I started writing, but then I stopped and wrote and finished something else short, and then went back to this one! These days my writing style has evolved a bit, and there're some things I'd do differently - but the sheer sense of fun to it, the absolute joy, the "oh gosh YES" rush of feels while writing, posting, being so nervous about it as a new(ish) writer...oh, I love it. And I tumbled into so many communities and friendships and fan events and fests and, oh, the shared love - really, without this, I don't know where I'd be. So that's always got to be on a list of favorites. *hugs you all* Tagging people, oh, let's see... @musette22 @significantowl @ninemoons42 @thebestpersonherelovesbucky @rozf and anyone else who wants to! love you!

[musette22]

Andy Barber has this particular kind of quiet despair about him that makes me want to cover his weary little face in kisses and then make him come so hard he blacks out for a good few moments. And after I'll make him hot chocolate and pet his hair.

[inkmein97]

Does anyone else get depressed writing their own angst? Like you’re not the one doing this to the characters in the first place?

Ugh.

[riricitaa]

Trial and Error / Epilogue

[ Prologue ] [ Part 1 ] [ Part 2 ] [ Part 3 ] [ Part 4 ] [ Part 5 ] [ Part 6 ] [ Part 7 ] [ Part 8 ] [ Part 9 ] [ Part 10 ] [ Part 11 ] [ Part 12 ] [ Part 13 ] [ Part 14 ] [ Part 15 ] [ Part 16 ] [ Part 17 ] [ Part 18 ] [ Part 19 ] [ Part 20 ] [ Part 21 ]

[sparkagrace]

Hello! I've read almost 100 fics so far this year, which is incredible. I read almost the same amount of fics as last month, but they were much shorter on average.

march

200,742 words read over 28 fics (average of 7,169 words per fic, not including wips) 📉 down 26.2% from February

current total for the year: 669,087 words

a handful of fic recs

better to speak or die by @between-a-ship-and-a-hard-place stucky | E | 69k

My Heart Skips A Beat When I'm With You by @mind-empty-heart-full stucky | E | 5.4k

by my own hand by @dontcallmebree stucky | M | 1.1k

soft landing by @plincess-cho stucky | G | 1.3k

Tastes Like Spring Break by @buckybarnesdeservestobehappy stucky | E | 2.8k

A Kiss Just Waiting to Happen by @voylitscope stucky | E | 4.6k

Arctic Fervor by @smutconnoisseur bucky barnes x johnny storm | E | 2k

a couple of author recs

@buckyismybicycle recs: if you got a hunger for what you see, you'll take it eventually [stucky | 1.2k], candy, sugar, sweets — tell me everything that you need [stucky | 2.2k]

@padfoot-and-the-marauders recs: Little Giant [stucky | 11.8k], I'll Cover You (with a thousand sweet kisses) [stucky | 3k]

currently streaming some wips started this month

New Hands on Deck by @duchessonfire stucky | E | 1 of 7

a league of our own by @burnin-brighter stucky | E | 2 of ?

Your BIGGEST fan... by @kahey2804 and @smutconnoisseur tj hammond x frank adler | E | ?

recently completed wips

motivation by @gfawkesphoenixchokingonashes stucky | E | 31.3k

be kind, rewind older fics or rereads

In which Bucky loses his careful poise, and lets the metal arm do what it will by aingeal stucky | E | 5.6k

All In White by reservoirgays stucky | E | 4.6k

the texting romcom of two very confused nonagenarians by StuckySituation stucky | T | 11.3k

That Same Slow Dance by @hollybennett123 stucky | E | 6k

[sarahrogersevans]

Hey, sweetheart! How are you?

- @the-tj-hammond

Hi there!! I’m doing alright & you? 🙂x

[nano--raptor]

New Kinks - Cockwarming

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x TJ Hammond

Words: 1485

Warnings: Smut, sex, anal sex, cockwarming, teasing, slight praise kink, whiny TJ, smug Bucky, and a very satisfying ending

A/N: Written for @the-horniest-book-club​ for the Kinktober Bingo! It took me a while to get to this one, but I’m happy with how it turned out. Longer and hotter than the last one, and I have another idea for the next part! Thank you so much for reading, enjoy!❤️

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They tried cockwarming next.

They both got a chance to be on the receiving end, but Bucky was first, hauling TJ into his lap on the couch one evening while he was watching tv. He got him all warmed up first, kissing him slow and deep, running his hands up and down TJ’s back, over his hips and thighs, until TJ was squirming in his lap for more.

“Bucky, please,” he whined softly, slipping his hands under Bucky’s shirt to try and urge him to take it off. Bucky smiled against TJ’s mouth, gently pushing his hands away, but rocked his hips upward, pressing himself against TJ’s ass.

“Nuh uh, not yet, baby. I wanna finish watching this first.” TJ huffed, pulling away with a pout.

“Whyyy... Why’d you get me all wound up then?” He rutted his hips back, grinding on Bucky’s cock, his own growing harder and tenting his sweatpants. He whimpered a little, and oh how Bucky loved those sounds.

“Mmm, you wanna be a good boy for me?” Of course TJ nodded, ready for whatever Bucky asked as long as he’d get some relief as well. “You wanna keep me warm, honey? Keep my cock warm while I finish this show, then I can make you feel real good.”

Oh. This was something new. TJ raised his eyebrows in surprise, but then a smirk grew on his face and he ground his hips down again.

“You want me to ride you?” Bucky shook his head, reaching up to stroke TJ’s cheek, and dragging his thumb over that pouty bottom lip that he wanted to kiss and suck on.

“Not yet, baby. Just keep it warm for me, sit like a nice boy on my lap. Hm?” Bucky’s other hand wandered down, his fingers slipping into the waistband of TJ’s pants, teasing his skin and slowly starting to slide them down. TJ didn’t know if he could sit still, in fact, he figured it would be damn near impossible, but he did want to be good for Bucky. He loved being called a good boy almost more than anything else. So he lifted his hips, letting Bucky pull his sweats down over his ass, and leaned in to kiss him again, pressing their chests together as he wiggled around, finally freeing his legs of the clothing. Bucky hummed approvingly, rubbing TJ’s skin and squeezing his hips, pulling him down against his own eager cock.

He slipped his fingers around to tease at TJ’s hole, and with the sounds TJ made, the way his body tensed, then immediately relaxed and pushed back against those fingers, Bucky knew it wouldn’t take long to open him up. Soon enough, he’d scissored his fingers inside, and TJ was clinging to his shoulders, those sweet, soft sounds falling from his lips as he rocked back against Bucky’s fingers, trying to ride them. Bucky’s other hand fell to his hip and held him firmly, as he slowly removed his fingers. The muscles squeezed, trying to keep him in, and Bucky grinned against his boyfriend’s mouth.

“So eager, huh baby? I know you’re ready for me…” Bucky slipped his own sweatpants down to free himself, and stroked his cock a few times, before pressing the tip against the spot TJ needed him most. They both groaned as he pushed inside, slowly rocking his hips to urge himself deeper, TJ’s eyes fluttering closed as he sunk down that hard length. Soon his hips pressed flush to Bucky’s, he rocked forwards a few times, and Bucky let him, before eventually gripping his hips again to still his movements. 

TJ whined, knowing what the deal was here, but still trying to get more of what he wanted, what he needed. He eventually conceded and leaned against the other man, resting his head on his shoulder and just breathing him in, relaxing, and just focusing on the way Bucky felt inside him.

He tried not to squeeze, to sit still and relax and just be, but every now and then Bucky would shift slightly, his cock throbbing, and TJ couldn’t help his soft gasps and whines, nuzzling against Bucky’s neck and kissing his skin. Bucky’s arms wrapped around him, rubbing his back slowly as the show continued. TJ wouldn't be able to tell you what it was about, Bucky consumed all of him, every sense. It was different from anything he’d experienced before.

This was… good.

Bucky's fingers soon slipped under TJ's shirt, tracing small circles on his lower back. TJ moaned softly, his hands resting on Bucky's waist, and he breathed deeply, trying to keep himself from rocking his hips to try and find some friction.

Before he knew it, the show had ended, and Bucky's fingers moved up TJ's back, coming up to tease the back of his neck while Bucky nuzzled in there too, softly kissing TJ's skin.

"Y'sat so good baby boy," he purred. "Kept me nice an' warm, just like I asked." His hands moved to TJs hips, gripping them firmly and rocking them ever so slightly in his lap, pushing his own hips forward to press deeper into his boyfriend. "Time for your reward." His mouth moved to cover TJ’s, kissing him firmly, and squeezing his hips again, then moved his lips along TJ's jaw as he rocked back, sliding out a little ways before thrusting back in.

"Oh fuck," TJ breathed. "Please Bucky, need you to-, ah…" His arms came up to wrap around Bucky’s neck, holding tightly and trying not to move, but he was growing desperate, especially now that Bucky’s focus was back on him.

"Need me to what, honey?" TJ could hear the smug grin in Bucky’s voice and he whined, pushing back to take Bucky deeper, and rocking desperately in his lap.

"Need you to fuck me, please!" TJ straightened up, clutching Bucky’s shoulders and looking into his eyes, knowing his own were blown with need. Bucky grinned devilishly, reaching up to stroke his thumb over TJ’s cheek and jaw, then pulled his own lip between his teeth and he jerked his hips, thrusting up roughly. TJ cried out - yes, this was exactly what he wanted.

“Bucky, fuck, yes!” He gasped, his eyes squeezing shut and he ground down, then forcing his eyes open to watch Bucky’s face as they picked up momentum.

“Fuck baby, you take me so well,” Bucky groaned, and TJ’s heart swelled from the praise. He moaned and rolled his hips harder, meeting Bucky’s thrusts, and soon he was lost in the rhythm, riding Bucky in the most satisfying way. His own cock throbbed, and just as he was thinking of grabbing it, Bucky’s strong hand wrapped around it, making him cry out again.

“Buck! Oh god, fuck, please, keep goin’...” TJ was panting, sweating, and getting so close to the edge. When he looked back at Bucky’s face again, the man looked so unbelievably sexy, gazing up at TJ with such lust and adoration in his eyes. He felt emotion rise in his throat, and he leaned in, cupping the back of Bucky’s neck, crashing their mouths together. Bucky kept thrusting, his hand stroking with just the right amount of speed and pressure, and soon TJ was falling over the edge, the wave crashing over him while Bucky swallowed those pretty sounds of his.

He couldn’t even make a coherent noise, let alone any words, and he gasped, groaning and grinding down, rutting himself into Bucky’s hand as he spilled his seed all over it. Bucky rumbled with approval, kissing him hungrily, his grip on TJ’s hip tightening as he thrust harder, chasing his own end too. TJ felt him swelling, sending another tingle through his whole body, and soon Bucky was groaning into his mouth too, then pulling away to gasp in a breath while he pumped TJ full.

“Oh fuck baby, so fucking good for me.” TJ felt Bucky’s abs clenching beneath his fingers, and the feel of his warmth filling him was just delicious. So good that it almost made him come again. 

They both rocked together, riding out the waves, Bucky’s hand coming up to cup his cheek again. Panting and spent, they held each other's gaze, and TJ turned his head to kiss Bucky’s palm, before Bucky pulled him back in for another deep kiss. It was slow and filled with the passion TJ had seen in his eyes, and the only thing that could make this moment better would be if they were already in bed, wrapped up in the blankets so he could simply drift off to sleep.

Their lips parted, and TJ leaned his forehead against Bucky’s, still trying to catch his breath.

“Wow… who knew starting out slow like that could make it feel so good.” Bucky smirked and hummed, pecking TJ’s lips and stroking his cheek with his thumb again.

“We’ll definitely have to try this again.”

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Drunken Confession » TJ Hammond

Pairings: Bi/Best Friend!TJ Hammond x Best Friend!Reader

Summary: TJ drunkenly confesses his feelings for his girl best friend to her.

Warnings: Fluff, language, Best Friends to Lovers, mentions of alcohol, hangover, flirting, kissing, cuddling, pet names (cutie)

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

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

You walked inside of TJ’s club and looked around for him. You spotted him on sitting on a couch in the corner of the room with alcohol in front of him. A smile grew on TJ’s face when he seen you walking towards him.

“Y/N!” TJ says excitedly.

He stood up, almost tripping over his own feet and walked over to you. He wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly.

“I missed you!” He says.

“I missed you too.” You say with a smile.

You could tell that he was drunk. You looked down at the table to see few shot glasses on it, along with a couple glasses of bourbon.

“I’m going to ask you a question and I want you to be honest with me, ok?” You say.

TJ nodded with a smile on his face.

“Are you drunk?” You asked.

He looked at you for a moment and blinked a couple times.

“Noooo.” He says, dragging out the O.

TJ sat down and reached for a shot glass that was filled with tequila. You grabbed it and put it back on the table before he could drink it.

“I’m taking you home.” You tell him.

“I don’t want to go home.” He says with a pout.

“Would it be better if I took you to my place?” You asked.

TJ grinned and nodded his head yes. You held out your hand for him to take which he happily did. He stumbled and almost lost his balance, but he wrapped his arm around your waist to keep himself from falling. When you two got to your apartment, you were holding up TJ while trying to unlock the door. He put his chin on your shoulder and inhaled deeply.

“You smell amazing!” TJ says loudly.

“Shh!” You covered his mouth with your hand. “Don’t wake up my neighbors!” You say in almost a whisper.

TJ just giggled. You got the door unlocked and managed to get him inside. You closed and locked the door before taking TJ to your bedroom.

“Lay down on the bed.” You tell him.

“Yes, ma’am!” TJ says before falling back on your bed.

You sighed and tried to help him take his clothes off so he could sleep comfortably.

“If you wanted to have sex with me, you could’ve just said so, cutie.” TJ says, licking his lips.

“We’re not having sex, TJ. I’m trying to get your clothes off so you can be comfortable.” You say.

“I can do that!” He says loudly, standing up.

You took a couple steps back so he could take his clothes off. TJ kicked off his shoes and took his t-shirt off, throwing it somewhere in the room. He grumbled when he couldn’t unbuckle his belt.

“Do you need help?” You asked.

“Yes.” He says with a pout.

You unbuckled his belt with ease. He was able to unbutton and unzip his jeans and took them off so now he was just left in his boxers.

“Lay back down.” You say, helping him back in bed.

“You’re a good friend.” TJ tells you as you covered him up with a blanket.

You smiled at him.

“Close your eyes please.” You say.

“Why?” He asks.

“I need to change into my pajamas.” You say.

TJ covered his eyes with his hands. You grabbed a t-shirt from your dresser that belongs to TJ and stripped out of your clothes, putting the shirt on.

“You can uncover your eyes now.” You say.

TJ took his hands off his eyes, grinning when he saw you wearing his t-shirt.

“I’ll be right back.” You say.

You left your room and went to the kitchen to get TJ some water and went back to your room.

“Drink this.” You say, handing him the water bottle.

TJ took it from your hand and drink some of it. He gave it back to you when he was done with it. You put the lid on it and put it on the nightstand next to your bed. TJ laid his head on your chest after you laid down.

“Y/N?” TJ says, breaking the silence.

“Yes?” You asked, playing with his hair.

“I love you.” He says.

“I love you too, TJ.” You say softly and kissed the top of his head.

“No. I love you.” He says.

“TJ, you’re drunk. You don’t mean it like that.” You say.

“I do mean it like that. You’re the love of my life, Y/N.” He says.

TJ lifted his head to look at you. You looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

“We’ll talk about this in the morning when you’re aware of what you’re saying.” You say.

TJ laid his head back on your chest. You ran your fingers through his hair as he fell asleep. You slowly fell asleep, thinking about what TJ just said to you. The next morning, you woke up to TJ still sleeping on your chest. You slowly and carefully slid yourself out from underneath him and went to the kitchen to make coffee. TJ groaned, feeling his hangover starting to kick in. He got out of bed and went to the living room. He sat down on the couch and ran his fingers through his messy hair. You walked in the room with two cups of coffee and hand him one of them.

“Thank you.” TJ says.

“You’re welcome.” You say.

“What did I do last night?” He asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

You sighed and put your cup on the coffee table before saying anything.

“You really don’t remember what you said?” You asked.

“No. What did I say?” He asked.

“You confessed your feelings for me. You told me that I’m the love of your life.” You tell him.

TJ leaned forward, putting his head in his hands and sighed loudly.

“It’s true.” TJ looks at you. “I am in love with you.” He says.

“I thought you were… you know. Gay?” You say.

“I am. Or at least I thought I was.” He starts. “If you don’t feel the same way about me, I totally understand. We can stay best friends.” He says.

What you did next shocked TJ. You cupped his cheeks and kissed him passionately.

“I’m in love with you too, TJ.” You say.

TJ smiles and kisses you, this time with more passion.

“Does this mean that you want to be my girl?” TJ asks.

“Of course I do.” You say.

“I love you, cutie.” He says, looking into your eyes.

“I love you too, TJ.” You say with a smile.

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-Bucky’s Doll

[georgiapeach30513]

Every Other Weekend, Part 6

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

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

Rating:  explicit

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

Word Count:  4.4K

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Twenty bucks says he goes home with her.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sharkie, wait.”

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

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

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

“Why?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Get up off the disgusting ground.”

“I deserve to be down here.”

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

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

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

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

“Come on lover boy.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Can we do this again?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Who’s Frank?”

“Shut up.”

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

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

“But you’re sending pictures?”

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

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

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

“You won’t know, until you know.”

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

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

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

“That’s his dad.”

“Yeah.”

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

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

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

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

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

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Take the Wheel

Pairing: TJ Hammond x F!Professor!Reader

Word Count: 2185

Summary: End of exams and instead of partying with his friends, Tj wants to spend extra time with his Professor.

Warning: explicit sexual content, dom/sub dynamics, bondage, age gap (TJ’s in his early twenties, Reader in her mid thirties), drinking, use of a feather duster, ball gag, nicknames, teasing, mentions of frat parties, cumplay, oral (f receiving), fluff, domme reader, sub TJ, explicit language, praise, 

A/N: This is my submission for @musingsinmoonlight‘s challenge, and my prompt was “They tried to warn me about you, but I didn't listen,you know." This is the first time I’ve done this type of dynamic so I’m a little nervous. Thank you to @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog for reading it over for me. All mistakes are my own.  Another huge thank you to the always brilliant @sweeterthanthis for planting this idea in my head❤️

if you’re a minor, please DNI!

Please do not repost, publish or translate my work. Reblogs and comments are appreciated! Thank you for reading :)

The bar was packed, which didn't surprise you. It was Friday night after all, and exams were finally over. So celebrations were ample and loud. You sipped your dirty martini as you surveyed the crowd. This was just a pregame spot for these students, heading afterwards to the massive parties spread out on Greek row.

This was your favorite time of year. Everyone was in the best spirits. With even lower inhibitions. You had a bit of a track record with students,one you were slightly proud of. It was fun though; none of them ever wanted commitment, just a way to blow off some steam. One you were happy to provide.

A loud hollar shifted your attention to the group of men by the dart boards. TJ Hammond and his friends were having a blast playing darts and chugging back beers. You were sure their rambunctious tones were to attract the group of pretty sorority girls. From here, it looked like it was clearly working. You smiled to yourself, turning back to the bar to ask for another drink. The bartender was an attractive man, a bit old for your taste but you wouldn't mind taking him home tonight.

“Fancy seeing you here, Professor," A voice came up beside you. TJ stood, leaning against the counter, eyeing you. He looked you up and down lingering on your bare legs. You crossed them purposefully, knowing your skirt rose a bit with the movement. Those pretty blue eyes grew darker.

“Can't say I'm surprised to see you here, TJ.” you smiled at him, "Although I figured you'd be celebrating the end of exams at some big frat party."

He nodded, taking a slow sip of his beer, "That's the plan. Just finding some dates first." He pointed towards the ladies with the beer bottle. You glanced your shoulder to see that his friends had made a move and were now seated with them. 

“Ah, looks like you're already good to go." 

“Seems that way. None of them really has my eye, you know?”

“Oh really? That's the worst," you took a sip of the martini that the bartender placed before you, winking at him. 

He nodded, looking between you and the bartender, "And you, Professor, anyone caught your eye?"

Your eyes snapped, and saw him looking at you with a heat in his exes that had you

squeezing your thighs together . "I don't know." you said coyly, “I don't think I'll be leaving alone but no one yet."

“Too bad," TJ said, taking a step closer, "I'd love to take you back to my place for coffee." 

“Coffee, huh?” The two of you seeming to gravitate. towards each other, " Coffee sounds good." 

~

You rounded the bed slowly enjoying the way TJ laid tied up on the sheets. Your fingers trailing up his leg, getting closer to his cock with the feather duster, lightly brushing over it. With the ceiling fan on, you knew the feeling was even more intense. It had been well over an hour since you’d started teasing him and he looked ready to break. You pulled away, letting the duster feather over his torso.

TJ bucked his hips, pleading with his eyes. Those perfect pink lips wrapped around the ball gag, restraining him from begging. You were tempted to take it off him and ride his face. But you hadn’t had your fun yet.

“Don't misbehave, bunny. I wouldn't want to have to punish you.” You warned. Untying your silk robe, you let it fall to the ground, exposing your naked body. TJ's eyes bulged out, and his hands tugged at the cuffs, trying to get free. You could tell he wanted to touch you and it'd be a lie if you said you weren't also getting impatient.

You climbed up until you were straddling his thighs, and began slowly running your fingers down his chest. "You looked so pretty, all tied up like this, handsome. Do you like it? Letting me be in control?" You dug your nails a bit harder and reveled in how his cock twitched. TJ nodded, trying to say something but the sound was muffled.

You circled a fingertip around his nipple before giving it a hard flick. The way his body responded to you was thrilling. You grinded your hips down, the head of his cock brushing over your swollen clit. You kept your eyes on his face as you continued rolling your hips, slowly coating his cock with slick. Pleasure was apparent on his face. His eyes squeezing tightly shut and you saw the slight trembling in his body, almost like he was trying to behave. Trying not to buck his hips.

You lifted up off him and he slumped down, defeated. TJ opened his eyes, glancing up at you. Watching as you gathered some of the spit pooling from the gag and used it to rub your folds. "Such a good boy. Letting me do as I please with you. I think you deserve a reward.”

His eyes lit up with a hungry anticipation, darkening further when you stroked his cock a couple times. Lining yourself, you lowered onto him. You bit your lip, moaning as he filled you up. It had been a long time since anyone had felt so good.

It didn't surprise you though, especially with all the rumors that circulated around campus about TJ's prowess. You were almost upset that it took you so long to find out for yourself. Maybe he would make you break your own rule and meet up with him again.

You rolled your lower half until your hips met his. Your nails raked down his slender, sinewy torso and back up. Part of you wanted to hear his pretty noises but another part loved how he looked with his mouth full.

Leaning down, you brushed the tip of his nose with yours. The way he was peering up at you , made your stomach flutter. You felt unease but you couldn't tear your eyes away either.

"Do you wanna talk, bunny? Should I take this off you?” You tapped against the red silicone ball. TJ nodded, pleading with those beautiful cerulean eyes.

You smiled, stroking his cheek, trailing down to his throat. Gauging his reaction, you tightened your hold, his cock twitched and he shut his eyes in a silent moan. You found a good grip, choking him as you rolled your hips faster. It was crazy how quickly you were approaching your first climax. "Oh fuck TJ, you feel so good." Reaching down between your bodies to frantically rub your clit. "Ah right there. Oh,oh,oh yes!"

Fireworks exploded in your vision as you came, your body on autopilot as you kept going. TJ's eyes were squeezed shut, enjoying the way you were milking him. Your chest heaved, slowly coming down. "No cumming." You warned, twisting one of his nipples. He seemed to enjoy pain, moaning around the gag.

Leaning forward, you finally took it off. He took a moment, stretching out his jaw. Your fingertips helped massage along his sore muscles. "I never knew that I liked this stuff.”

"This stuff?" you asked, cocking an eyebrow. 

"All this," he said, gesturing with his hand to the best of his ability, "The rope, the teasing, the lack of control. I like you making me feel good." 

“Do you feel safe?” 

"Completely. They tried to warn me about you, but I didn’t listen, you know. I knew it’d be worth it.”

"Of course, handsome. Good boys deserve to come,” You leaned in, kissing the tip of his nose. He shifted, catching your lips in a heated kiss. You fell forward, your body weight pressing on him. He wanted to touch you, by the way his hands were clenching and unclenching. Giving him a couple more kisses and he relaxed beneath you. Slowly you began to rock your hips, yourbreaths intermingling with your quickened movements. TJ’s hips snapped up, angling to hit your sweet spot. He was larger than most, nudging your cervix with any hard roll of his hips. You couldn't help the surprised gasp every time he did it.

“Yeah? So you regret nothing then?”

“Not at all. But please can I come?”

“Oh fuck," a low moan fell from TJ's lips as you clenched around him. Your second orgasm was quickly approaching, the coil tightening even quicker this time around.

"I want you to come for me," you whispered against his lips, “Come on, baby. you can do it." TJ almost whimpered at your words, looking at you with big eyes. It made you feel powerful, knowing he was under your control, "Are you my good boy?" you asked, clenching harder to bring him to his edge.

"Yes -" he groaned, his body tensing, "Yes I am." you smiled, pleased with yourself. He was the most responsive lover you'd ever had and he seemed to find comfort in you. Kissing his forehead, you brought your lips to his ear, "Then come…now.”

TJ let out a broken growl, wrecked already, and he shut his eyes tightly. You could feel his hot, sticky spend coating your silky walls, filling you up.

Up until now you'd used a condom with all your partners, despite taking birth control yourself but something about this time had felt different. TJ gave himself over to you so fully that you chose to spoil him by offering to fuck him without one. Was it risky? Yes. But deep down you had a feeling you'd be seeing more of TJ.

“Did I do good?" TJ asked softly. You cupped his check lightly, giving him a small nod.

"So good, baby. But you did make a bit of a mess.“ You replied, lifting off of him. Using your hand, you opened up your folds to show his cum dripping from you should clean me up, "I think you should clean it up.”

TJ didn't hesitate, immediately bobbing his head in agreement. This boy was going to be the death of you. So sweet, and easily malleable. You shifted up his body until you were hovering over his face . TJ tried to lift his head to dive in, but you stayed out of reach. “Please, Professor, let me clean up my mess. I want to be your good boy," TJ begged. A drop of cum fell on his cheek and his tongue darted out to lick it clean. Trying to prove his eagerness. It was so hot, that you had to bite back a moan, almost cumming on sight. You ran your fingers through his sweaty brown locks, soothing him. You could tell he was almost about to get whiny. Not wanting to upset him, you lower down onto his face. He was borderline ravenous as he began to lap at your soaked folds

Your eyes fluttered shut, fingers continuing to card through his hair. Deciding to give him more freedom, you undid his hands and he wrapped one arm around your thigh, pulling you even closer to his face. Practically suffocating himself. His other hand explored up your body, finding a breast to play with. His focus was torn between kneading your boob, tweaking your nipple, and burying his tongue deep in you, trying to reach every bit of you. The aftershocks of your second orgasm were still vibrating every lick and suck. Your whole body thrumming with a tingling sensation.

The room filled with the lewd sound of his slurping, your moans adding a debauched air to the environment. You couldn't help grinding against his face, his nose nudging your clit. Both hands tugged at his hair as you ground down harder. Small squeaks and keens, breathy pants, all leading to another climax. A gush of arousal all over his face.

It was like he was insatiable, and he could go on for hours. But you began feeling too sensitive to let him keep going and you pried his hand from your thigh lifting off of him. TJ made a sound of protest, trying to reach for you. “Don't get greedy, baby. You've done enough, I'm clean." 

“But you taste so good, He pouted, "I wasn't done.”

You chuckled, and gave him a kiss after you got off the bed. "If you want to be good for me again, my office door is always open.” You began to collect your clothes, slipping on your underwear first.

You heard the sheets rustling behind as TJ got up. 

“Could you stay the night?" TJ asked, making you pause. The tone of his voice was strong but there. was an edge of vulnerability. You turned to face him. "You want me to stay?"

"If it's okay with you?”

"Yeah," you started, “It is.” Your clothes slipped from your hands and you returned to the bed. He scooted over to give you room. 

Like two magnets drawn to each other, you two found a comfortable position, with his back pressed to your chest, your arms wrapped tightly around him. You placed soft kisses on the nape of his neck, feeling him relax beneath your touch. It quickly became the best sleep you’d had in a long time.

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I love that all of us are like yes this Chris character suits this Sebastian character and the fact it’s been happening for a few years at this point is amazing.

It's the best ❤️‍🔥 I was talking (yelling?) to @cable-knit-sweater just the other day, about how crazy and amazing it is that literally any version of Chris could go with any version of Sebastian, because somehow, they just work together. It's that insane chemistry of theirs, as well as something about the way they look which complements each other perfectly. I've probably also conditioned myself to some extent to see and believe this lol, but I also genuinely think there's just something about these two together that's special. And like you said, the fact that this fandom as a whole loves its Chris x Sebastian characters ships proves that!

Some pairings work extra well, of course. Stucky is the quintessential Chris/Seb ship - they're untouchable, that goes without saying. But there are also some great other pairings, like Ransom Drysdale & Charles Blackwood, Frank Adler (or Andy Barber) & TJ Hammond, Lucas Lee & Lance Tucker, Nick Vaughan & Josh Brummel, Lloyd Hansen & Nick Fowler, and Ari Levinson & Destroyer!Chris (or one of Sebastian's pretty boy characters, like Will Franklyn or Billy from Gone).

They all work really well together, and they all capture my interest and imagination, even though I very much consider myself a monoshipper. I'll never ship another pairing of theirs like I ship Stucky (or Chris and Seb themselves), but yeah, stick two characters played by these boys together, and something beautiful and captivating will happen every single time imo 💕

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Playing the Long Game

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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