jealous sex in the alleyway behind the bar for vesper and ava 👀👀👀👀
thank you, dear anon! <3 i missed these two so much, ngl. my pookies. also i got a little excited by this prompt, so this is pure filth, i'm warning you now, lol. this could be a spiritual sequal to this fic i wrote back in 2020.
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explicit / minors dni
“I can’t fucking believe you,” Vesper moans as Ava grunts against her nape, her big hand palming at Vesper's chest over her halter neck red dress, fingers squeezing their way between chiffon fabric and porcelain soft skin.
“I cannot believe you, Ava du Mortain,” she says again, like Ava didn't hear her the first time. She grumbles in the dark against the back of Vesper's neck, her mouth kissing lightly at the skin, tongue circling the few moles on her upper back.
She feels almost feral. Like she isn't completely in control of herself or her actions, which is dangerous. Very dangerous. She is over 900 years old and has never felt this way before; like she's crawling out of her skin and leaving only bones behind.
She has never experienced lust like this, either. She is gluttonous in her desire for Vesper at this moment and she doesn't think anything or anyone would be able to stop her from doing this. From touching her.
But luckily the alley is cloaked with the night and she can still hear the pop music, idle chatter and bad karaoke singing from the nearby bar and she doesn't even care that anyone could walk in on them.
The fabric of the dress rips from the seams as Ava finally manages to fit her hand underneath it.
“You're buying me a new one,” Vesper groans, as Ava thumbs one of her nipples. “I want Prada. The red one from this year's spring collection.”
“I do not think the Agency would approve of a purchase of that sort,” Ava manages to say as the fingers of her left hand dive under Vesper's sheer tights, ripping them as well, which makes Vesper curse.
“That was twenty pounds down in the drain,” she hisses like a cat.
Someone walks by the mouth of the alley and for a moment both of them grow still. Vesper's breathing is harsh in the quietness and she curses under her breath. Ava covers her mouth with her hand.
“Vesper Louise,” Ava says flatly, when her blunt fingers finally find her warm, wet cunt and the danger of being seen has passed, “please do shut up.”
Vesper gasps, the sound muffled, as Ava immediately gives her two of her fingers without further ceremony. To Vesper's credit she does stop complaining about Ava destroying her expensive clothing, though the reason for that might be that Ava still hasn't let go of her mouth.
She feels like she’s out of her mind doing this here of all places, she feels like a whole nother person at this moment. It's like Ava is watching her fingerfuck Vesper in an alleyway through a looking glass, completely separate from this moment.
Ava keeps fucking Vesper with her fingers for so long that if she was a human she would be certainly getting a bad cramp on her wrist. A good thing she's not anymore-- Vesper likes to be fucked long and hard and Ava likes to deliver.
Ava lets go of Vesper's mouth to circle her clit with her other hand, and Vesper moans so loudly when she suddenly comes that Ava almost flinches at the noise.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Vesper swears with a croaky voice, sagging into Ava's arms, breath completely robbed. Ava is, for lack of better word, smug.
“I apologise,” she whispers into Vesper's ear, taking her fingers out of Vesper's cunt and nuzzling her neck gently.
Vesper scoffs and turns in her arms to face her. “You wouldn’t know sorry if it hit you in the head,” she says and then kisses her deeply.
They kiss for a long while, before Ava pulls away and says: “You are right. I am not.”
Vesper raises one perfectly plucked black eyebrow.
“I am only sorry Bobby Marks was not here to see this,” she quips, and Vesper laughs and laughs and laughs.
anyway these two (black dress and say your piece (or let here free), nsfw obviously) are from 2020 but still very fun!! very hot, too, if i do say myself :) ava du mortain smut, you mean so much to me
"Maybe some day in the future... Maybe then, I'll know how to properly tell you everything I never dare to say."
I'll be fighting my demons here and post something that isn't "completed" yet. I do intend to make this a fully rendered illustration one day, but today is not that day, and I was growing a little restless to share something as well.
This was honestly just an excuse to draw Adam and Ethan in their happy place in the style of a post card. I hope you'll enjoy.
i made a post yesterday and wrote a little something something based on it. tagging @agentnatesewell bc mar was interested in seeing it 🫡
i'm very rusty, btw! also don't take this too seriously, haha
vesper graves/ava du mortain, general, 500 words
Arguing with Ava du Mortain is certainly nothing new.
It's constant. Endless. Happens practically every time one of them opens their mouth. It's infuriating and annoying and Vesper enjoys it more than is probably healthy.
Buf she can't help it that one of her favourite things in the world is pushing Ava's buttons until she snaps and preferably breaks something. Yesterday it was the ancient monitor of Vesper's computer. She punched her fist through it. Just like that. She apologized thoroughly afterwards, flustered from embarassament, and said that the Agency will compensate for the damage, before hurrying out of the office like fucking hell hounds were at her heels.
Vesper was, naturally, left completely breathless.
And now she needs more.
"That's the stupidest idea I've ever heard," she says, clicking her pen against the desk, barely able to hide her grin, as Ava bristles at her words.
"It is the only way," Ava says, crossing her massive arms that Vesper can't stop ogling at.
"It's really not," Vesper replie. She is slowly growing genuinely irritated by their argument that has continued for fifteen minutes now. "We should –"
"No," Ava says, square jaw clenched. "It will put you in most danger and Unit Bravo's mission is to protect you."
"I'm not an infant to be coddled," Vesper snaps and Ava pinches the bridge of her nose.
"You certainly act like it."
Vesper chooses to ignore the words. "If I was the bait, we could –"
"I will not allow it," Ava says, banging the table with her fists. Something inside the wood creaks. "Your safety is paramount. Your safety is the only thing that matters. I am your commanding agent and I am ordering you to –"
Vesper gapes at the words. "Wow. You really want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid."
Ava stares at her. In fact everyone in the room stares at her. No one says anything.
Then Farah bursts into a delighted cackle. "Nice one!"
She tries to high-five Mason who looks bored out his mind and ignores her entirely. She shrugs and offers her hand to Nate next, who looks at Ava apologetically before he slaps his own very gently against Farah's upturned palm.
Ava takes a long calming breath before she turns on her heels and marches out of the room without even opening her mouth.
"She didn't even break anything," Vesper says, thorougly disappointed.
Nate chuckles unexpectedly before he coughs and sobers. "You shouldn't antagonize her, Vesper," he says.
"But it's so incredibly fun," she answers, smirking at him.
"Yeah!" Farah giggles, delighted. "So worth it every time."
Mason just grunts behind a thick cloud of smoke.
Nate sighs, but there is a small smile on his face.
"For the record," Farah whispers so loudly one can probably hear it to the other rooms, "what you said was totally true. She does want to fuck you so bad it makes her look like stupid."
yessssssss. the only real & true answer to this question. 🫡 especially as bobby is canonically very intimidated by M, i think it'd be actually insane to watch that develop.
any lt with bobby will slap, unfortunately. bobby douglas lt for people with particular tastes
bobby & douglas lt 😭😭😭 actually, have we even seen those two ever interact if we don't count doug giving bobby that information in b1 and that one time in b2 when doug says that tina should take bobby as her date to the carnival? i honestly can't even remember
but you're so right, bobby lt would be So Good, tbh. would pay to see M & bobby lt. i think that would be awesome considering the juicy interactions M has with them in book 3
i should write a fic where vesper and ava have a massive fight (preferably book 1/2 era to make it funnier) and vesper says the iconic "you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid" line
i'm actually getting so hyped for book 4!!! i mean i was before too, obviously, but i feel like we're getting SO close now that i'm vibrating in my seat
anyway i'm thinking abt that scene in book 4 where the detective goes to ub after meeting li-sar and there's the option to choose to walk/run either to A or N on lt, and i love it when you choose to run to A, bc for once A is not thinking about N seeing A interacting intimately with the detective, but instead they catch the detective into a comforting embrace and cup their cheek and ask them what's wrong like fuuuuuuck me
i do think it's kind of funny that whenever there is a sweet moment between N and the detective, the detective always looks at A who has a pained expression on their face, but i'm also snorting that shit like a line of coke so idc
