Warnings: smut, curse words
a 10K fic in 2022? more likely than you think. takes place in season 1 when Garnett runs into his old military buddy and he offers up the extra room.
A low hum settles over the cafeteria as mealtime commences, long established groups and posses congregating at their respective tables. Addy and (Y/N) exchange a glance across their trays, feeling like outsiders sitting alone during lunch just like pre-Z. The redhead voices this sentiment to her companions.
"It's like high school all over again," she mutters with a grimace. Mack and (Y/N) nod in agreement, while 10K dons his typical confused gaze. (Y/N) smiles affectionately and places her hand on his shoulder.
"Be grateful you can't relate," she chuckles, patting him a few times before returning to her food. 10K quirks a brow and gives a closed mouthed smile, then turns to his own tray, content to leave the conversation at that. He suspects a base level explanation would lead to a deeper dive into high school warfare that would only confound him further.
At the other end of the table, Garnett and Warren glance at each other, amused smiles playing on their lips.
"I know it's been a while since we were in high school, but it wasn't that bad, was it?" Garnett chortles, bringing a green bean to his lips as he listens to the teenagers allude to lives long past.
"It's been even longer for me and maybe my memory's just slippin', but I actually remember high school being quite enjoyable," Doc recalls with a scratch of his head.
Warren rolls her eyes playfully, pointing out, "You two weren't vulnerable teenage girls learning to navigate the harshness of cute boys and popularity struggles all on your own back in high school."
"Fair enough," Garnett laughs while Doc gives an acknowledging nod. The sargeant turns to the teens, wiping his mouth with an unpleasant sandpapery napkin.
"Y'know, Joe offered us a spare room," he begins, catching the couples' attention. "It's got a bed big enough for two. He doesn't care who uses it so long as they don't hog it. You guys have been pretty good sports so we figured we'd let you all take your turns first... as long as you guys are, y'know, responsible. It's down the dorm hall, second door on the right."
Before any of the four could respond, an authoritative voice makes itself known over the din of socialization.
"Garnett, Warren!" Joe calls. "Could I borrow you two for a bit? I'd like to show you around." The two catch his eye and nod, politely excusing themselves from the table to meet with the leader of the compound. Once they were gone, the couples turn back to each other.
"Dibs on the room!" Addy and (Y/N) shout at the same time. Narrowing their eyes at each other, they continue on to holler in unison, "Jinx!"
Mack and 10K glance at each other, a mutual acknowledgement of the girls' eerie similarities. The topic comes up frequently: the two always finish each other's sentences or have the same thought entirely, the latter of which they lovingly refer to as "wavelengthing".
"Looks like it's time for an old fashion game of Rock Paper Scissors. Best two out of three," Doc announces, generously offering himself up as the judge. (Y/N) and Addy roll their eyes - who needs a judge for Rock Paper Scissors? - and hold their hands up to begin the game. Addy wins one and (Y/N), the other. The girls stare each other down, a playfully competitive gleam glinting in their eyes.
"C'mon Addy!" Mack cheers loud enough to gain himself a few wayward glances. Addy elbows him in the shoulder, a silent warning not to break her focus. 10K just leans forward eagerly, wanting the room and the bed to share just as much as Mack. The girls pump their fists and throw their next move, eye contact unwavering until a chorus of groans draws them away.
"Aw, man, how'd you both manage to choose rock?" Doc wonders.
"Wavelengthed!" (Y/N) grins, taking their mutual play as an opportunity to fist bump Addy. Their boyfriends groan, hating the way it feels like they're dating the same person sometimes. Doc shakes his head with a good natured laugh, ordering a rematch. The competition continues on like that for three more rounds before (Y/N) finally throws the winning scissors, triumphantly shredding Addy's last ditch paper. 10K grins and leans back, glancing between Doc and (Y/N) with a blush on his cheeks. Mack massages Addy's shoulders like a comforting football coach after a bad play, mumbling assurances of victory next time.
"Doc, where did Garnett say that room was?" (Y/N) asks with a smirk, folding her hands together like a villain after everything goes according to plan. Doc repeats Garnett's directions, giving an apologetic shrug to Mack and Addy.
"Looks like it's the community dorms for the rest of us tonight," he remarks. His attention turns to 10K as he and (Y/N) stand with their trays.
"You guys will get it tomorrow night," 10K attempts to soften their loss while (Y/N) takes their trash and walks off to dispose of it. 10K meets Doc's gaze and Doc tilts his head with a raised brow.
"So, Kid, got any plans for that bed (Y/N) fought so valiantly for?" he teases with a sly grin. 10K's blush only deepens and he fights to maintain eye contact. Mack and Addy snicker, swapping predictions quietly between themselves.
"Just to sleep like the world isn't ending," 10K answers. It wasn't a lie, not really. He's definitely looking forward to sleeping in some semblance of safety and comfort for the first time in who knows how long, and he knows (Y/N) is just as excited. It's just that sleep isn't at the top of their list of priorities. It's the middle of the day, after all.
"Well, may you sleep well and sleep responsibly," Doc replies, winking at 10K as (Y/N) returns to her boyfriend's side.
"What was that, Doc?" she innocently inquires, but 10K places a firm hand on her lower back and ushers her towards the exit before Doc can taunt them further. They stride through the building, eagerly searching for their room for the night. When they reach their destination, they're less than impressed by the size of the space, and even less so by the twin sized bed. 10K glances at (Y/N) and then back at the bed.
"It'll be snug, but we'll both fit," he states.
"I think we're about to get comfortable with each other in ways far beyond cuddling," she quips. 10K smiles and rubs the back of his neck, excitement and anxiety swirling in his chest. A glance at the door reveals there is no lock, but (Y/N)'s quick to remedy the problem. A little nightstand with a lamp and some books adorns the room, complete with a chair sitting beside it. She carries the chair to the door, wedging it beneath the doorknob to ensure they couldn't be disturbed. When she turns back around, 10K's on her, lips moving against hers desperately.
10K settles his large hands on her hips as (Y/N) takes a few steps forward, backing him into the bed. They disconnect as he lays back and (Y/N) climbs on top of him, eagerly pressing her lips back to his. He skims his palms up and down her sides as they kiss, swiping his tongue along her bottom lip in a silent plea for access. (Y/N) whimpers into his mouth as she parts her lips for him. Her hips begin to grind against his pelvis, her body unconsciously chasing a high she hasn't felt in so long. A low groan escapes 10K at her hypnotizing rhythm and he pulls away.
"You know I've never done this before, right?" he reminds her, his hands coming to rest in their original spot on her hips to still her movements. (Y/N) sits up, bracing herself on his broad shoulders.
"I know, Tommy. If you aren't comfortable with this or anything, it's totally fine!" she assures him, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. "I'm just as content to lay here and cuddle with you all night long if that's what you want."
10K smiles up at her, reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair away from her face. His heart flutters as he admires her shining eyes and radiant smile. A part of him wonders how he got so lucky, why she chose him of all people; he knows he'll never question her for fear of losing her to his doubt.
"I want to do this," he affirms. "I just don't know what I'm doing. I want to learn. I've heard it's all about foreplay, so show me how to make you feel good."
(Y/N) catches his lips in another loving kiss, giving an experimental thrust of her hips. 10K groans and presses up into her, gaining himself a whiny breath of approval.
"We probably shouldn't go all the way," (Y/N) states between kisses. "Gotta be responsible, y'know. But there are other ways-"
"Show me," 10K demands, stilling the steady grinding of her hips once more and adjusting her so that he could sit up. (Y/N) straightens up and tears her shirt off, discarding it somewhere on the floor. 10K follows suit as she unhooks her bra with practiced ease. The garment slides impatiently down her arms and joins their shirts beside the bed in a forgotten pile of fabric, to remain untouched for the foreseeable future.
(Y/N) takes 10K's hands and guides them to her breasts, pushing into his touch as encouragement. 10K marvels at their warmth and just how perfectly they fit in his strong hands. He kneads her right breast while gently twisting her left, then alternates, so entranced by her body that he barely notices when her unconscious grinding starts up again.
"Where'd you learn to do that?" (Y/N) gasps once he finally switches to simply groping her soft flesh. He ignores her and leans forward to trace her nipple with his tongue teasingly before sucking it into his mouth. His hand continues to massage her other breast and he feels (Y/N) grip his shoulders.
"I've learned some things along the way. Mostly from Mack. Glad I've got an opportunity to apply it all," he finally answers, looking up at (Y/N) with a sly expression before giving her other breast the same treatment. (Y/N)'s head falls back and her nails begin to dig into his shoulder blades, her thighs clenching in a desperate attempt to gain some friction. 10K notices and pulls away, a cocky smile on his face.
"What is it, sweetheart? What do you need? I can't help you if you don't tell me," he purrs low into her ear. He punctuates his sentence with a kiss to her neck, then another, and another. (Y/N)'s head falls back, giving him full permission to kiss and nip and suck as he sees fit. His hands continue to grope and massage her breasts as he waits for her to manage a reply.
"Need you to touch me, Tommy, please," she gasps, grabbing one of his wrists and pushing it downwards. In the blink of an eye, 10K repositions them, pinning (Y/N) on her back. His fingertips dance at the button of her shorts and he swells with pride when (Y/N) lifts her hips for him. Deft fingers strip her of what little she has left and 10K pauses, eyes roaming across (Y/N)'s bare body.
"You're gorgeous," he breathes, reaching up to squeeze her breasts once more before focusing back on the task at hand. He runs a finger through her wetness curiously, reveling in the sudden gasp (Y/N) lets out. "How do you want me to touch you? Show me, please."
(Y/N) doesn't hesitate to guide him to her clit, moaning breathlessly as his sharpshooter fingers catch on easily. They move in short, steady circles, winding the spring in (Y/N)'s abdomen tighter and tighter with every pass. Her hips begin to twitch and drawn out moans fall recklessly from her lips. 10K watches in awe at the sight before him, his own arousal achingly hard in his jeans.
"Is this good?" 10K questions, leaning down to mumble it into her ear. (Y/N) whines in response, tilting her head to the side to allow him full access to her neck while nodding vigorously.
"Girls can finish too, right, sweetie?" he asks as he sits back up, never once slowing his rhythm. He recalls a conversation with Mack from a few weeks ago, but Mack had been rather vague and left 10K with more questions than answers. He just wants to be sure.
"Yes, we can, it just looks a little different. G-Go faster, please, Tommy, I'm close," she begs, her own voice catching in her throat as he obliges. The noises she makes grow short and loud, repeating over and over with little attention to volume. She's driving him mad with those cries of his name tumbling from her lips, but he knows they can't go disturbing the whole bunker. He captures her lips in a hot kiss, swallowing her whines until she can quiet herself.
"You have to keep it down," he reminds her gently, his fingers still working their magic on her clit as he speaks. "Do you want them to hear you?"
(Y/N) bites her lip in a pathetic attempt to quiet herself, shaking her head at him bashfully.
"I kind of do," 10K muses, almost absently, leaning forward to suck one of her nipples into her mouth momentarily before continuing, "they already know what we're doing in here. Our group does, at least. I kind of want them to hear how good I'm making you feel."
(Y/N)'s eyes squeeze shut, his words pushing her ever closer to her climax. He has a point: their entire group knows exactly what they're up to. And as for the others in the compound, well... they'll know to keep away from her, which doesn't sound like such a bad plan to 10K.
(Y/N)'s hips continue bucking unabashedly as she finally gives up remaining completely quiet and now moans softly once again. 10K takes in her form and flicks his wrist even faster, understanding it was only a matter of time now.
"Let go, sweetheart, I've got you," he coaxes, using his free hand to tease one of her nipples. Moments later, the coil in (Y/N)'s belly snaps and she cums, his real name flowing freely off her tongue as she rides out her high. Her mouth falls open in a silent expression of pleasure while 10K's fingers slow to a stop.
"That was hot," he states simply. His own hand finally comes to his erection, palming it through his restrictive jeans. Too restrictive. He stands then, freeing himself from the tight confines of his boxers as well. Carefully, he seats himself beside (Y/N). Before he has a chance to speak, she grasps his length and begins to pump a few times. 10K's head falls back onto the wall with a thump, a drawn out groan tearing itself from his throat. A few moments later, (Y/N) can't take it anymore.
"10K, Tommy, please, I need you inside of me," she simpers, still pumping him steadily. His head shoots up, eyes wide, and he grabs her wrist to still her.
"Are you sure? You said-"
"I know what I said," she pants, "but I have to feel you inside of me, Tommy. Want you to fuck me, please."
10K melts, reduced to nothing but horny putty in her hand. How could he ever deny her when she asked, no, begged so sweetly for him? He nods, carefully climbing on top of her body and settling himself between her shaky thighs. (Y/N) whimpers softly upon feeling his length brush against her slit, so nearly giving her what she craves.
"Are you ok with this, sweetheart?" 10K asks one last time, cupping her cheek with one hand and kissing her deeply. Her hands come up to grip his hair as they kiss, but she pulls away when he can't help but moan.
"Yes, please, want it so bad," she keens, eyes screwed shut and hips wiggling desperately to feel the head of his cock nudge her clit so deliciously. 10K follows her lead and ruts against her a few times, drawing himself through her slick and back up again. After a few thrusts, he grips (Y/N)'s chin and tilts her head forward. Her eyes flutter open and 10K carefully sinks himself into her, inch by inch, never once looking away from her face. (Y/N) tries her hardest to maintain eye contact with him like he wants, but the moment he's fully sheathed inside of her, her eyes squeeze shut and she cries out for him.
He pauses to allow her to adjust, unsure of how long it'd been since (Y/N) had done this with someone else.
Suddenly spurred on by that thought, 10K ducks his head into (Y/N)'s neck, remaining still inside her, and begins to suck at her sensitive skin. He's unsure why, but the thought of (Y/N) with someone else filled him with an overwhelming urge to claim her. The rational part of him knows there's no need to mark her to claim her, but he doesn't stop himself. A gasp fills his ear and then a desperate plea for movement.
Satisfied with the blooming hickey on (Y/N)'s neck, 10K thrusts into her a few times, slowly, to prevent himself from finishing too soon. Once he's over the initial shock of pleasure, 10K sets a steady pace, working himself into her relentlessly. He knows he won't last forever given the circumstances, but he's determined to make her finish one more time. One sneaky hand slips between them to stimulate her clit once more. A sharp cry escapes (Y/N)'s throat and she wraps her legs around 10K's hips, anchoring him to her. 10K's free hand hooks around one of her thighs, gripping it gently as he plows into her.
"I won't last much longer, (Y/N)," 10K warns, his pace starting to falter. "Where do you want me to-"
"Inside, please!" (Y/N) cuts him off, feeling herself clench around his length at the thought of him cumming inside her. 10K looks down at her, eyes wide, pace slowing slightly.
"Inside you?" he repeats, twitching as her muscles clamp down on him.
"Yes, Tommy, wanna feel you cum in me!" she affirms. "Please, want it so bad, feels so good. Cum inside, please."
10K throws his head back, struggling to contain his cries as he just barely manages to thrust deep inside of her one last time before he climaxes. He's quick to regain control of himself, capturing (Y/N)'s lips in a messy kiss as he cums inside of her, coating her insides. The feeling of his release triggers her own, and (Y/N)'s thankful 10K had the sense to kiss her: neither of them could contain their moans for each other.
They lay in blissful silence for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of their orgasms and enjoying the feel of their bodies against each other. Finally, just as (Y/N) began to doze off entirely, 10K eased himself out of her. A small dribble of his cum seeps out after his cock, and he feels another kick of arousal in his gut. He tables the feeling, saving it for another time.
(Y/N) whines softly as 10K climbs over her to rifle through his forgotten clothes. Her eyes open reluctantly, curious to see what her boyfriend was up to despite her heavy lids. He produces a bandana from the back pocket of his jeans and climbs back onto the bed, gingerly wiping away mess left behind. Once he finishes, he rolls the fabric up and tosses it carelessly onto his jeans.
"Now I know why Mack emphasized the clean up afterwards," he remarks as he settles back down beside (Y/N). "That would've been gross to lay in and be covered in."
(Y/N) laughs, snuggling closer to 10K and laying her head on his chest.
"Was it everything you dreamed of and more?" she teases. "Proud to declare you're no longer a virgin?"
"I would announce it from Citizen Z's broadcast right now if I could," 10K shamelessly admits, grasping one of (Y/N)'s hands in his own. "I hope it was as incredible for you as it was for me."
"Oh, it definitely was," she assures him. "Thank god Mack has no filter. He sure did me some favors."
"Oh, come on, don't give him all the credit," 10K laughs, nosing the top of (Y/N)'s head affectionately. "Being a virgin doesn't mean I'm clueless. Just means I've never had sex. I picked up some stuff here or there in my time."
"Good stuff," (Y/N) giggles, turning her face to nuzzle into 10K's chest. The couple settles into silence from there, content and satisfied in the safety of each other's arm. It isn't long before (Y/N) hears 10K's telltale snores, and she smiles. Carefully, she raises their hands to her lips, pressing them against his scarred knuckles. Slowly, her eyes flutter closed and she allows the heartbeat thrumming in 10K's chest to lull her to sleep.
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