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A/N: This is actually the first request I got. Thank you and I hope I did it justice! If you’d like to read it-> Request. Just saying Steve and Bf!Gator, the thought hit me pretty quickly.
Summary: Your boyfriend Gator wants to try something with best friend Steve.
Your boyfriend Gator could be jealous sometimes, especially with Steve. The three of you grew up together because your parents all knew each other. All of them powerful in one way or another. Even though you all were different types of people, you got along. Best friends before any of you could talk.
Gator has been your boyfriend for three years now. Sometimes he didn’t understand why you would choose him over “King” Steve Harrington. It was tough for Gator to understand he deserved good things in his life. He always questioned why you and Steve were his friends growing up. Understanding that the parents brought you together but the friendships kept it going. Any of you could’ve stopped hanging out at any moment but you didn’t.
Today Gator was in a mood, mostly because of his father. Which now made him question everything and be jealous of Steve. “At least his parents are never around.” Gator puffed and fell back onto the couch.
“You know he wishes his parents were around more. Especially when he was younger.” You were lying with your feet dangling over the arm of the couch, head by Gators legs now. Steve was on his way over.
“He can have my dad.” Gator took a drink of his beer. You kept your mouth shut knowing there was no getting through to him at this time.
“I know you say you don’t like him like that but did you ever have feelings for him?” His voice was so quiet. Gator asked if you liked Steve more than a friend hundreds of times. Honest answer was no whenever he asked. Yet he never asked it like this. In the past tense.
“No.” You muttered.
“Don’t lie to me. You are the one person I have to trust. I know when you’re lying. Don’t lie.” You could hear hurt entering his voice. He always did know if you were lying. It was stupid to do so.
So you answered truthfully. “Okay. When we were kids. That’s it though. During puberty. Had a crush. By age 15 I was over it. You know how he started acting during high school.”
Gator gave a small laugh. “Of course you did. Everyone did.” By his voice you could hear that he rolled his eyes. You decided he needed to hear the rest of the truth. That should make him feel better.
“He wasn’t the only one.” The room was silent until you spoke again. “I also had a crush on you too. At the same time actually.”
“Bullshit. Just sayin’ stuff to make me feel better.”
“It’s true!” Now you were getting defensive. You sat up and faced him. “Being the only girl with two cute guys as friends! Your brain starts thinking of things during that time.” He looks at you with piqued interest.
“What kind of things?”
Your cheeks start getting red. “Like. Things. Things the three of us could do. Together.”
Gator knew what you were getting at but he wanted you to say it. He did his favorite thing. Be an asshole and play dumb so you would have to say your thoughts. “We did things together. Movies, mall, food.”
“No Gator! Like..” you trailed off. You were getting embarrassed by your old thoughts. “Like the three of us together. Sexually.” Gator gave you the biggest smirk you’ve seen from him in quite some time. Before he could say anything, your front door opened up.
“I’m here!” Steve called out. You heard him put stuff on the counter in the kitchen. You and Gator staring at each other. You with desperation for him to not say anything and him with the wickedest grin. He was planning something.
Steve walked into the living room. He looked between you and Gator. “Uh, what’s happening? Did I interrupt something? Shit! Please tell me you two aren’t breaking up. That’s going to make shit awkward!”
“We’re not breaking up.” Gator said and turned his head to Steve. “But our girl got somethin’ to say.” He turned his head back to you. You just looked down. You knew Steve would be fine with the information eventually, there was just going to be an awkward part between now and then. “Okay I guess I’ll say it for her. Y/n had a crush on you.”
Steve looked a little shocked. “Oh.” He started rubbing the back of his neck trying to come up with an answer.
“That’s not all. She also had a crush on me at the same time. And the cutest thing was that she thought of us all together.” Gator gave you the cutest smile like this was the most precious thing.
“Um I’m not sure what to say to that.” Steve stammered.
“Did you have a crush on her?” Gator asked Steve.
“You already know I did. Why are you asking like you didn’t know asshole.” Your head snapped up at Steve’s words. Not believing what you just heard.
“What?” You asked stunned.
“Yeah. Steve had a crush on you back in the day. We both did. Guess I turned out to be the lucky one.” That made sense why Gator was always jealous of Steve or worried you’d want Steve instead. “Question is. Do you guys find each other attractive now? Don’t lie.” He glanced at you. He always knows.
“Gator I’m with you.”
“Doesn’t answer my question.” He quickly answered.
You weren’t getting out of this so you just nod. “Steve is attractive. But doesn’t everyone think that?” The three of you knew a bunch of girls that wanted Steve. Gator ignored you and turned to Steve.
Not even having to ask, Steve answered. “Yes she’s attractive.”
“What if we did a little experiment? How about we bring y/n’s fantasies to life?” Steve and you both looked at Gator. “I think it’d be fun. Don’t you want to feel and taste her Steve. I can vouch, she’s pretty fucking amazing.” All three of you looked at each other and agreed.
Steve came over to the couch where you and Gator sat. You were in between both of them. Gator turned your chin and kissed you. “Just remember you’re still mine after this.” You nodded. Of course you were his. This wasn’t going to change that.
You turn your head in the other direction and look at Steve. Leaning in you start kissing him. Your tongues mingling. You feel Gator’s fingers start moving up and down your thigh. Instinctively you move your hips a bit, wanting him to go higher. Gator knew your movements well enough to know that’s what it means.
Gator moves his hands up and starts rubbing your pussy over your pants. Steve’s hands start moving to underneath your shirt. Feeling both of their hands on you, you couldn’t help but let out a moan. Steve stops for a second and looks at you. You take that as a sign to start stripping. With your shirt and bra gone, both guys just stare at your chest. “They’re amazing aren’t they?” Gator asks Steve.
“Yeah. Take the rest off.” He looks at you in awe and his statement sounded more like a question.
“Well I will if someone else starts getting naked. I can’t be the only one.” Both men had an obvious erection. It slightly shocked you that both of them decided to get undressed right then. You joined them in undressing.
“You want to fuck her or eat her Harrington?” Gator asked.
“Both.” Steve replied staring at you. Drinking you in from top to bottom.
“Steve lay down. Gator, get over there.” You order the guys where to go. You climb on top of Steve. Your pussy close to his lips. Feeling his breath on you. As you lower yourself more he starts eating you out. Gator standing on the other side of the arm of the couch. You take Gators dick and start stroking him. You lick his tip before putting the rest of him in your mouth.
Grinding your hips into Steve’s face and sucking Gator, your orgasm started coming. Gator playing with your breasts. He moves one of his hands to the back of your head guiding you. Steve’s hands were on your ass. Steve moaning into you made you moan into Gator. Gator’s moan filling the room. Gator came into your mouth while you came over Steve’s face.
Getting off of Steve he speaks. “Damn. She does taste amazing.” You look down at Steve’s cock and see it leak.
“Aw, Steve didn’t get off.” You say to Gator who stands behind. Gator puts his arms around you and kisses your neck.
“I think you should take care of that darling.” He lets go and sits next to Steve. You climb on top of Steve.
Steve’s hands move to your hips. You kiss him while you lower yourself on him. His moan entering your mouth. Breaking the kiss you start moving up and down on him and bite your lip.
“Does he feel that good doll?” Gator asks you. You see him jerking himself off.
“Yes” you moan. You move your hand to Gator’s dick to help him.
“She feels so good.” Steve moans staring at your boobs bouncing. Getting close to your high again, the three of you come simultaneously.
Getting off of Steve again, you cuddle back into Gator.
“Did this meet your fantasy mama?” Gator asks you. You look up at him to see his smirk.
“It was better than that fantasy.” You laugh and look at Steve who’s smiling at you and Gator.
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This is my first request and I love this idea! Already getting the story ready! Hoping to post it later this week. I’ll link it later. Also I’m shocked by how many people actually liked Like A Prayer. Thank you! Truly didn’t expect that.
Your boyfriend and best friend were meeting for the first time. You were nervous as hell. The two of them were different. No denying that. You loved and cared for both of them. You wanted them to meet and prayed they would get along.
Kurt has been your boyfriend for a while now. Enough time to where it’s time to meet the other people in your life. Gator was a huge part of it. Gator was your best friend. Has been since middle school. You all decided to meet at your place. You were at Kurt’s so you two decided to just drive to your house together. You’d be going back to his later anyways.
Kurt pulled up to your house, Gator already waiting. You took a deep breath. Kurt knew you were nervous. “That’s him?” Kurt asked you looking out the window. Gator was leaning against his truck vaping. Something you hoped they could bond over. You just wanted them to get along.
“Yup. Again. Remember. He can come off a bit harsh. But he’s really not that mean. It’s just an act truthfully.” You look at Kurt. “Also don’t say any of that to him!” Knowing Kurt sometimes didn’t understand what he should say to others.
“And you’ve guys done it?” Kurt says quietly. He’s still staring at Gator. Yes you told Kurt you’ve hooked up with Gator. You didn’t mean to, it just tumbled out of your mouth one night after a few drinks.
“That was over a decade ago. We were in high school and drunk.”
“Wasn’t it more than once?”
“A few times. But like I said. Over a decade. During high school. Never again. We like different things. Gator just likes to hook up. Not the type for a relationship. Me? I like relationships! Hints, why I’m in a relationship with you.” You give him puppy dog eyes and a slight smile. Kurt looks at you, a grin spreading over his face. You meant what you said. You and Gator are just friends. Nothing has happened since those days.
“Hey! Y’all coming or what?” Gator yells from by his truck. He doesn’t like waiting.
“Let’s go.” You say opening your door. Kurt joining.
“It’s cold out here and y’all are making out or some shit. While I’m freezing my nuts off.” Gator says as you walk closer.
“You could’ve stayed in your truck with the heat on.” You pointed out. Getting to the front door, you put the key in the lock and open the door. You let in Gator and Kurt. Giving a sorry look to Kurt knowing Gator didn’t have the best manners.
After everyone’s inside you introduce them to each other. “Kurt, this is Gator. My best friend since middle school. Gator, this is my boyfriend Kurt.” They shake each others hands and say hi. You told Gator to be nice when he met Kurt. You both knew he could be an asshole, especially when he didn’t like someone.
“I seen you vaping. I vape too.” Kurt says trying to get along and make conversation. The thing about Kurt is that he always tried to get along with others. He could talk about anything at any time. You loved that about him.
“Cool.” Gator said absentmindedly. “So I’m just warning ya. You better be treating her right. I’m the Sheriff Deputy. Make anything happen if you hurt her. Understand?” His voice serious.
“Gator.” You mutter irritably.
“Oh yeah. Totally understand. It’s cool being a cop right?” Kurt rushing out his words.
Gator looks at you with an eyebrow raised. “Yeah.” He answers Kurt. He looks at you and you can see he’s about to say something he shouldn’t. “I’m sorry but he’s the one that makes you cum?” Pointing his thumb to Kurt.
“Gator!” You yell at him. “You can’t-“
“Made her come last night.” Kurt interrupts you. Both you and Gator look at Kurt in shock.
“Kurt.” Was all you could manage to say. This is not what you wanted to be talked about.
“Bet that was a pretty sight to see.” Gator smirks. He looks between you two. “Hmm, I wonder. Who fucks you better y/n?” You can see the wheels turning in his head. Your cheeks were heated. You gave him a death stare. Not even saying his name to warn him because he would take that as an answer.
“Kurt-“ you look to your boyfriend.
“I think we should have a little friendly competition. Whatcha say Kurt?” Gator turns to Kurt smiling. You see Kurt’s eyes light up.
“I like that idea.” Kurt announces. Your jaw drops. You never would expect Kurt to say yes. Especially when it comes to sharing.
“Um, hello? The woman you guys are talking about fucking and sharing here! Don’t I get a say?” You hated to admit it but a part of you was excited at the thought.
“Don’t act like you’re so against it. You’re practically drooling.” Gator gives you a cocky smile. He turns around and starts making his way to your bedroom.
“Kurt. We don’t have to.” Turning to Kurt. Scared of what’s running through his mind.
“Honestly sounds fun.” Kurt admits. You look at him bewildered. “I hate to admit it but the man’s not bad looking.” Your jaw drops again. “Honey, with that mouth constantly being open, you should have a cock in it. Come on.” Kurt grabs your hand leads you to your bedroom. He can say some unhinged things but you felt Gator was already rubbing off on him.
“Y’all can get on the bed and start making out or whatever gets ya two worked up.” Gator suggest. He’s sitting on a chair you had by your makeup table. Kurt pulls you to the bed and starts kissing. Surprisingly that’s all you need and your mind relaxed.
Getting into it, you started forgetting Gator was there. Kurt moved further onto the bed while you climbed on top. Breaking away you take off your top while Kurt does the same. You hear Gator’s breath hitch. Kurt moves to play with and suck on your breasts. Your hips start to grind on him in response. You decide to look over at Gator whose eyes are boring into you both. Noticing a bulge in his pants. You give him a smirk once your eyes meet. A smirk forms on his face right back at you.
“Give Kurt a blowjob.” Gator suggests. You and Kurt look at each other. Both of you loving Gator’s idea. Taking off Kurt’s pants and boxers, he’s ready. Putting your mouth on him you started moving your head up and down. Kurt moaning and enjoying it. You hear noises over by Gator but pay him no mind. Too caught up in making Kurt feel good. After a minute you start to feel the bed move and Gator’s right behind you.
“That’s a good girl.” Gator says as he moves your hips up. “Isn’t she a good girl Kurt?”
“Such a good girl. Sucks cock real good.” Kurt gasps. Moaning even more. Gator starts taking off your pants. You try to help as best as you can without stopping what you’re doing with Kurt. You start to feel Gators dick rubbing the folds of your cunt. You moan into Kurt’s dick as the sensation hits you. That made Kurt more excited.
“Shit. Baby girl is already soaked.” Gator stops teasing you and enters you. He starts moving faster, slamming into you. Making your mouth take Kurt fully. A loud moan escaping all over Kurt’s cock. Kurt not being able to take it anymore comes in your mouth. You swallow as much as you can while the rest drips from your mouth.
Kurt sits back watching Gator fuck you from behind. His cock getting hard again. With the sight of it and getting pounded you weren’t sure how much longer you could hold on. “Oh god.” You moaned putting your face into the bed. Your orgasm starting to take over. As your orgasm releases itself, Gator pulls out of you. He starts stroking himself. “Stay just like that. I’m going to come all over your back.” He releases himself on you.
Catching your breath you look at your boyfriend. Seeing how much watching you and Gator turned him on. “I think we need to go again. This time I want you inside me.” Moving closer to Kurt and kissing him.
“At least I know I can come inside you.” Kurt says smirking at Gator.
“As long as she sucks my cock this time. I’ll be good.” All three of you getting into position for the next round. Kurt kneeling in between your legs so he can enter you. You lying on your back with your head turned, Gator’s dick ready to enter your mouth.
Kurt starts fucking you. One hand playing with your left boob and Gator grabbing your right while you mouth fuck him. None of you controlling your moans or holding back anything at all. All of you reaching your climax close together.
Bodies glistening from going another round, you all lay in bed together. Catching your breathes.
You speak out loud. “I can’t believe we just did that. I guess that’s one bonding experience.” You laugh. Gator and Kurt join in.
“We should bond more often.” Gator states
“Next time we should film it.” Kurt suggests.
Gator lets out a laugh. “I like that idea. You know what Kurt. You’re not that bad.”
“Thanks. Neither are you.” Kurt answers. You couldn’t believe these two were agreeing on something. You realized these two might have more in common than you first thought.
Summary: Getting kidnapped was not part of your plan. Truthfully you’re not fully shocked though. And at least you have a cute guard watching your every move.
Warnings: MDNI, NSFW, 18+, dark, kidnapping, smut (unprotected, p/v, oral), mentions of drugs, guns, blood, abuse (not from Gator), murder, mentions of starvation, Stockholm syndrome elements, each part gets darker as the story goes on
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You woke up on a cot in a shed. Having a feeling why you were here. Even though you did everything right to protect yourself before going to bed. Setting the alarm and locking every door and window. Someone still got you. All for him. They didn’t know that he doesn’t care about you though. Your father. He was nothing to you. Your whole childhood was not safe because he put you and your mom in dangerous situations.
So when you grew up. You cut him off. Didn’t want to be part of his dumb decisions anymore. It worked for a while. Apparently that’s not happening anymore.
The door to the shed opened up. A group of men walked in. Here we go, you thought. You’ll get confirmation that this is all because of your father.
“Good morning.” An older guy spoke with a cowboy hat on. You could tell he was the leader. You kept your mouth shut. You may be smart and know what’s going on but that didn’t mean you weren’t scared. “Ivy, right?” He started moving closer. Even though you already had your knees to your chest, you moved them closer. He seen this. “Daughter of Andrew. You know he’s in a lot of trouble. Doesn’t seem to want to get into contact with us. That’s an issue. Maybe he will now.”
There it was. Yup, it’s all your father’s fault. “He won’t.” You say meekly.
“We’ll see about that.” The man states. “You don’t seem too surprised by these circumstances.” Still silent, you look to the ground. “Name’s Roy. Next time I come back. I expect answers from you. I hate having to ask more than I need to. But I’ll give you a minute to adjust.” He turns around to leave.
One guy lingers behind. Younger than the rest of the men that were here. He looks to be in his mid to late twenties just like you. He has slicked back hair and a sheriff uniform on. “I suggest you actually answer next time. Be better for all of us.” With that, he leaves and shuts the door.
Knowing you now have a moment to yourself, you let the tears fall. Not knowing what was going to happen next. Not even knowing if you’d be able to get out of this.
Hours went by and the sun has already set. There was a cuff attached to your ankle and the long chain attached to the floor in the middle of the room. You heard footsteps right outside and the door opening. It was the younger man again.
“Here.” He tossed you a water bottle and a sandwich bag to you with a sandwich. You didn’t even try to catch it. Not fully trusting it you just left it lay by you. “It’s not poisoned.” It’s like he read your mind. You still just kept quiet. You knew there was worse coming most likely. They just wanted to trick you into making you think you’re okay. Even though they kidnapped you. The man just stared at you. He let out a breath obviously over this. “Fine. Be a bitch and don’t eat. Starve. What do I care?” He turned around a left you alone again. You just wanted this to be over.
At some point you fell asleep. The sound of the door opening woke you. “Rise and shine Ivy.” Roy’s loud voice boomed. “I see you weren’t grateful with the dinner we provided you.” He looked the sandwich still untouched. You did take a few sips of the water. “We need to know where your dad is.”
“I don’t know.” You said truthfully.
“Ivy. You’re his kid. You know and you need to stop protecting him.”
“I don’t know where he is. I haven’t talked to him in years.” You finally looked at Roy in the eyes. Praying he would believe you.
“That’s not good enough for me. You must know something.”
“I don’t. Taking me is a waste of your time. I want nothing to do with that man and trust me. He doesn’t want anything to do with me.”
“I’m sick of you lying to my face. Tell me the truth!” Roy started raising his voice.
“Dad.” The younger boy whispered. Interesting. So they’re related.
“You can look into it. Right? I mean you found me. You have police on your side.” You looked at his son. “You could probably find out my past. I left once I was eighteen. Ran into issues before then. I didn’t want to be by him anymore. Or involved with his petty bullshit. Look into it. I’m sure it’s somewhere.” Roy’s anger was all over his face. He wasn’t happy with your answer.
“Gator. Watch her. That’s your job now.” He turned to his son and then left with the rest of the men. Gator hung back.
“I don’t get why you can’t just tell him where your dad is. Since you don’t even like the man supposedly.” Gator angrily spat at you. He looked at you.
“Why does everyone assume I’m lying?” You exasperated tilting your head back.
There was a beat of silence. “Are you ever going to eat?” He asks changing the subject.
“Does it matter if I do?”
“This is exhausting. Can’t believe I gotta deal with this.” He mumbles. Clearly irritated with his new job.
“This whole thing’s exhausting.” You stare at him. He looks to the door like he wants to leave but is fighting with himself to stay.
A week goes by. You’ve finally eat the stupid sandwich. You’ve barely gotten any food after that. You and Gator mainly just sit in silence. Being bored you’ve tried to ask him questions. Whether about himself or just any type of thing. Big and small questions. Something to past the time. He only actually answered maybe three of them. But most of the time his answers weren’t even answers. He’d just tell you to stop or that they ask the questions and you don’t.
“So then ask me a question.” Sick of him saying that but never asking anything. Only time questions were asked was when Roy came in. Then Gator asking the same thing after his dad left.
Hesitating, he finally asked “Why you hate your dad?”
“He’s a dumbass.” You stared blankly.
“I need more than that.” He shot back.
“Only if you answer some of my questions.” He doesn’t answer. You answer him anyways. “He’s always been in trouble since I remember. Whether it’s drugs, money, guns. Didn’t matter. There was always something happening. I remember always being scared for my life. And theirs. My parents. It was always because of my father. What really did it. The hatred. My mom got killed. Because of him. I don’t even think he cared that much. Too drunk and high.” Tears weld up in your eyes. You stopped yourself from continuing. That was enough for now.
You looked up and seen Gator looking at you. When your eyes met, he quickly looked down. You think you saw them a bit watery. “I’m sorry.” Gator quietly answered. Silence filled the air. There was nothing more to be said about it.
“I’ll try to get you more food tonight.” Gator stood up and started heading to the door. You weren’t certain for sure but you think something shifted between you two.
Another few days went by. You desperately wanted a shower. “Gator please! Can I just do some form of a shower. I’ll settle for a sponge bath or something. Anything!” You pleaded to the man. When you thought about it, you realized it was going to be that time of month. Just thinking about it made you realize you could start to feel it. You thought it was just the starvation. You got food every couple of days. “Also I’m going to need something.” He looked at you confused. “I need some type of feminine product. Like soon.” This was the first time you seen him a bit horrified. You bit your lip to stop yourself from laughing. “Please Gator. I’m not trying to pull shit and escape.”
“Just stay here.” He left. He was definitely grossed out. Spending most of your time with Gator made you feel like you were getting closer with him.
He came back about twenty minutes later with a female. “Karen will help you.” He moved to the wall so you two could talk. This must be his stepmom. He did tell you about her, but not much. That was when you found out he also had half twin sisters. You asked him what he’d think about someone kidnapping them. He told you that wouldn’t happen because they’d protect them. They wouldn’t be like your useless father and let something happen.
“God. You do stink. Don’t know how you deal with that.” She looked at both you and Gator. She wasn’t happy being dragged into this. “Alright. Tell me what you use and I’ll get it for ya.” You gave her your preferred method of dealing with your period but told her anything was fine. Being kidnapped, you knew you couldn’t be picky.
She turned to Gator. “I’ll clean out the downstairs bathroom and I’ll let you know when it’s ready so she can use it.” She left after that and you were grateful you’d be showering soon.
You stood in the bathroom. Basically everything was taken out except the essentials. Gator told you that you have five minutes and closed the door. You cried again with the shower pouring on you. It hit you at random times that this was your life now. You started washing up. While in the middle of rinsing your hair the door slammed open.
“Time’s up.” Gator announced.
“I’m not done. Can I at least get the shampoo out?” You continue running the water over your head. You don’t know why but you felt okay talking back to Gator or asking him questions. Gator just stood there. He didn’t want to just grab you and drag you out so he waited. You stepped out of the shower.
Gator’s eyes on yours he handed you clothes. “Put these on. Hurry up.” He turned around but didn’t leave.
Back in the shed and chained up again, you felt better. Maybe not about the whole situation and everything happening but at least you felt clean.
Gator walked into the shed the next morning. “I got something for you.” You sat up curious. He handed you a deck of cards. Your face lit up. Considering you been having nothing to do this whole time, the cards were a miracle sent to you. You started thinking of all the games you could play.
“Thank you!” You exclaimed. “You wanna play something?” You asked excitedly. Gator was taken aback. He wasn’t expecting you to ask him to join. He realized he had nothing to do besides watch you so he agreed.
That week flew by because of some cards. It was something to finally do. You and Gator played all different games. You found out he was a sore loser. Gator started letting his walls down around you. You’ve actually seen him smile and laugh. Something you found he didn’t do around Roy.
Any time Roy came in, it seemed Gator was on guard. A different person. Roy still didn’t like that you had nothing to do with your father. He didn’t like that they couldn’t find him. Kept telling you that you were staying here until they did.
A month and a half of being kept in a shed, you were plagued with nightmares. You sat up straight in bed waking up from one. It was dark outside. Trying to catch your breath and not cry you look to your left and scream. Gator was sitting there.
“Sorry. Shh. Please. Sorry.” He apologized.
“Gator what the fuck?” You practically yell.
“I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d check on ya. You were stirring a lot. Didn’t look good. Wanted to make sure you weren’t dying or something.” He gave a lame excuse.
“So you just watch me? How about wake me up? Or just don’t watch me sleep.” You put your head in your hands. Taking deep breathes and trying to calm down. You feel the bed move. Looking up you see Gator sitting next to you.
“Sorry. Bad dreams?” He looked at you with actual concern.
“Something like that.” No way you could tell him it was because of this place. But somehow you knew you didn’t have to.
“I wish I could get you out of here. Obviously this ain’t going nowhere.” Looking around the shack you remember the outside world. Outside of this shed. Outside of their house. “This is going to sound fucked up but what part of this situation isn’t?” He gave a small laugh that was more of a breath. “I’m gonna miss you. Once you leave. Probably closest thing I had to a friend.”
You looked at him with sadness. “Gator.” Voice quiet. During this time you actually started caring about him. You weren’t sure why. Too tired to care at that moment. You touched his arm. If you did get out, you knew you wouldn’t see him again. Yet you knew your chances of getting out were low. So he really didn’t have to worry.
“We’re getting out. Somehow.” He looked at you. Your eyes widened. ‘We’re getting out’ not just you. As if you couldn’t be more shocked, Gator leaned in and kissed you. Hand reaching to the back of your neck. In your surprise, you started kissing him back.
Pulling away from the kiss. “Ivy.” Gator’s voice was rough.
“Gator.” You stare into each other’s eyes both reading an agreement. He starts kissing you again. More rough like it’s not enough. Your hands move automatically trying to take his jacket off while his hands fumble to take your shirt off.
He pushes you down, lips never leaving yours. He reaches down and starts rubbing your pussy over your pants. “Already wet for me mama?” He chuckles into your mouth. You whimper in response. Breaking away he takes off your pants exposing your cunt. Even though it’s dark in the shed you can see his eyes light up. “Fuck” he moans.
He dips his head between your legs and starts licking your folds. Your head rolls back while he’s eating you out. Gator enters two fingers in you and starts pumping them. His mouth focused on your swollen bud. With your eyes rolled back you can feel your orgasm coming on.
“Gator.” You moan not being able to take it anymore. He continues what he’s doing. Your orgasm taking over you and coming all over his fingers. Satisfied he stops and smiles.
“Best snack I’ve ever had.” He licks up his fingers enjoying the taste of you. “Can’t wait to have more.” He starts taking off his pants, his thick hard cock springing free. Climbing on top of you, he positions himself. “Need ya to come for me one more time.” He enters inside you.
Your walls stretching from him, you gasp. He only lets you adjust for a second before he starts moving. Your nails digging into his back. His head at the crook of your neck. Both of you breathing heavily. Your second orgasm coming faster than your first. Gator finishes closely after.
Even with the cot being small, you both managed to lay on it. You’re back to his chest. Your eyelids getting heavy, you drifted off to sleep. When you woke up. He was gone.
It was Friday night and your plans were to study. There’s a knock at the door. Getting up from your chair to your desk you went to open it. Your roommate Jessie took her headphones off when she seen you moving. You opened up the door surprised to see who it was.
“Kurt!” He stands there smiling with a backpack on his shoulder.
“Y/n!” He matched your excitement easily. Opening his arms to give you a hug. He kissed the top of your head. Kurt has been your boyfriend for the past two years. It was your last year of university. Exams coming up quickly.
You two talked on the phone as frequent as you could. He understood your busy schedule. Both of you tried to visit as much as you could. It’s been awhile since the last time either of you did though. You didn’t know he was coming this weekend.
“What are you doing here?” Breaking away from the hug.
He looked to Jessie. “I was told I was needed here.” You glanced between both of them confused.
“Yes she needs you here. Girl has been stressing and on top of it keeps saying your name in her sleep.” Your cheeks start to flush by Jessie’s words. Not knowing you were doing that in your sleep. She never brought it up. “Also you need to stop leaving your phone unlocked on your bed when you go to the bathroom. Anyone can just take it and contact whoever.” Embarrassed you look down.
Kurt laughs and agrees with her. He moves into the room more and puts his hand on your back. “Thank you Jessie.”
“Anytime. I’m going to stay with Miles for the weekend. We have a lot of work to do.” She pulls out a bag that looks fully packed. You can’t believe you didn’t notice it. “Relax y/n. One weekend off isn’t going to hurt. Spend time with your man.” You say goodbye and thank her as she leaves.
Looking around you see the place is a mess. You start cleaning up. “Sorry for this. I would’ve done this if I knew. You know I’m not this messy.” Talking fast you realize Jessie was right, you need to relax. This isn’t like you.
“Sweetie, it’s okay! I know you’ve been studying hard. No need to explain or apologize.” He grabs you and pulls you in for a kiss. “I’m here now which means your life just got a thousand times better.” He gives you a cocky smile. You can’t help but laugh.
“So you’re here for the whole weekend?” Looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.
“Until Sunday. Going to get you out of this room as much as possible. I think you need it.” He looks around.
“But what if there’s things I want to do in this room? Like you?” You smirk at him. You can’t believe how fast studying left your mind once Kurt arrived. Kurt blushed. He could talk a big game but he always got a little shy and awkward when it actually came down to it.
“I mean we could.” He started messing with his hair. You love when he got flustered. Pushing him onto your bed you climbed on top and straddled him. Looking at him, something inside you made you really appreciate him for a second. It’s been a while since you’ve been this close to him. As much as you want to fuck him, you also just wanted a second to really look at him.
With his goofy smile spread across his face, it made your heart flutter. You loved how cute he was. And hot, but when you tell him that his ego grows huge. Which you loved but also could be too much because it would last for days. You loved that your boyfriend came here just to help get your mind off of school. All because your roommate made it happen. You couldn’t wait to be done with school and move back in with Kurt.
“I love you.” You take in his brown eyes.
“I love you too. You’re the best thing that has happened to me.” He says. Smiling, you start to kiss him. Your hands start roaming his body just as his start roaming yours. Taking off each others clothes.
Of course Kurt is already hard. Always so eager to have sex. You position yourself on top of him. His tip right at your entrance. You slowly lower yourself on him knowing it drives him crazy. He looks at you with so much lust in his eyes.
“I’ve missed you so much Kurt.” Starting to move your hips.
“I’ve missed y-oh god. So. Much. Fuck. You feel so good.” You start moving faster. He takes one of his hands off your hips and moves it to your clit and starts rubbing. You moan in pleasure. Kurt learned how your body works and how to make you feel as good as him.
As you kept riding him, your orgasm was getting closer. You could see Kurt trying to hold his back. “Keep doing that baby. I’m getting so close.”
“I don’t-” Kurt releases inside of you. Which honestly was what you needed to turn you on more and reach yours. Both of you a panting mess. You climb off of him. “I’m glad you’re on birth control. I love coming inside you.” He laughs.
“So am I. I can’t wait until I’m back home and this can be a regular thing.” You look at him and see him blushing.
“I’m ready for that too. But for now let’s just focus on this weekend. We can do it as much as you want, to keep your mind busy.” Kurt suggest. You laugh at his reasoning to want another round. He doesn’t even need a reason. He could tell you he wants to go again and you would agree. You agree with him for another round. You were glad Kurt came to help you stop stressing for the weekend.
whatever you do definitely don’t think about gator’s girlfriend getting a tiny little alligator tattoo (on her hip or side of her left ribcage) after they’ve been together for like a year and the surprise and emotion he has on his face when she first shows him. and it becomes his little ritual to press a kiss onto it every morning before he gets up, every night before they fall asleep and in between whenever he’s a little stressed or overthinking or something like that. do not picture this under any circumstances 😭
I’ve been wanting to do a Kurt Kunkle and Gator Tillman story but wasn’t sure how they would ever end up talking or anything since they are different. But i think I finally figured it out! Now all I have to do is write it.
Going into Family Video was a regular routine for you. You moved to Hawkins a few months ago. Exploring your new home town was nice but you loved winding down the night with a movie. So you always ended up at Family Video every few days.
Becoming a regular meant you started becoming friends with the workers. In the beginning, you mainly talked with Robin. Steve was always kind of in the background. You tried to talk to him but it never really went anywhere. Hi’s and bye’s were your main exchange with him. Sometimes you caught him looking at you. A few times while you were browsing the movies, you heard hush whispers between Robin and Steve. Probably things about work or their lives that they didn’t want others to know.
Going up to the counter with a few movies. Some you’ve already seen and some you haven’t. Robin speaks up “So y/n, Steve and I were wondering if you’d like to have a movie night?” Steve was behind her acting busy.
“Sure.”
“Great! Ain’t that great Steve?” Robin looks back at Steve smiling.
“Yeah. It is great.” Steve sheepishly smiled.
“So you can come to my place at eight on Saturday. There’ll be popcorn, soda and snacks. Everything will be ready.” She handed the movies to you.
“I’ll see you guys then.” Waving goodbye, you left. Hanging with Robin made sense. Hanging with Steve seemed a bit off. He was cute but you didn’t really know him. You knew her and Steve were close but you weren’t close with Steve. You hoped it wouldn’t get awkward and you’d feel like a third wheel.
Showing up at Robin’s door she opened it up. “Y/n I’m so happy you’re here!” She brought you into the living room where blankets and pillows were all laid on the floor. Snacks were everywhere too.
“Wow. You really did go all out!” Taking it all in you smiled.
“Well. It is going to be a fun night!” Steve walked in right after with a pile of movies. By the looks of it, there were a bunch of different genres.
“So we kind of picked some that were based off of what you’ve been getting. I hope that’s okay and not weird.” He glared at Robin like it was all her idea to do that. To be honest, you couldn’t tell if Steve actually wanted to be here or not.
“No it’s okay. As long as you guys also like those types of movies. I don’t want you guys to watch something you hate.” You’d feel awful if that was the case.
“Nah we’re good. Who doesn’t like a scary movie?” Steve picked up a horror movie and he had concern written all over his face. You felt awful. You did love scary movies. Guilty pleasure. You never wanting to make someone watch something they didn’t like though. Steve was going to hate you after tonight and never end up talking to you. The thought of having to move to a new town crossed your mind.
“We don’t have to watch that.” You said quickly.
“Steve just pick a movie.” Robin said.
On the second movie, The Goonies, Robin got up and announced she’d be back. You had no idea where she was going and you couldn’t ask because she was already out the room. Now it was just you and Steve.
Steve’s barely said anything for the whole night. You were starting to make yourself believe he didn’t like you and was just here for Robin. And because Robin liked you, he’d pretend to also like you. You wanted to get to the bottom of this. Right now would be the perfect time.
“Did I do something?” You spoke up. You’re back against the couch. Steve laying to your left watching the movie. He looked up at you.
“What?” He asked.
“Was there something I did that made you not like me?” You just wanted to know why. If he didn’t like you then it was what it was. You weren’t going to make him like you. You’d just make sure you knew where you stood with him and he can stop pretending.
“Not like you? What are you talking about? You’re cool. I like you.” He mumbled the last sentence a bit.
“No offense but you don’t really act like you do.” Staring at him.
“It’s just.. well..” Stumbling over his words.
“Please just tell me why and then you don’t have to pretend to Robin anymore.”
“I do like you!” His voice the loudest it’s been but he wasn’t shouting. “You’re cute. Funny. Personality’s good. I just didn’t want to mess things up right away and say something stupid. Then you kept coming into the store and I never could think of a clever thing to say. Robin told me to just go for it. Reason why she left.” He gestured to the door. He sat up in front of you. “Sorry for making you feel like that. It’s just, my games been off for a while.”
“Your game?” You shot an eyebrow up.
“Doesn’t matter.” He shook his head like he shouldn’t have said that part anyway. “What I’m trying to say. Robin left so we could have alone time.” Steve rolled his eyes. “And so I can actually do something right. Talk to you correctly. Which, not how I thought this would go.” He gestured between you two. You couldn’t help but give a small laugh. “Anyways, maybe you could give me a chance and let me take you out? We’ll get to know each other better. I can show you I don’t actually hate you.”
You played with the idea for a bit just to make him question if you’d turn him down. “Yes. I’d like that.” Steve smiled brightly.
“I’m sure Robin will be coming in soon.” He said. And with that Robin walked back in.
“What’d I miss?” She asked acting like she didn’t just eavesdrop. You and Steve looked at each other and laughed.
“Told you.” Steve said playfully hitting your leg. The tension between you and Steve calmed down. He scooted his back to the couch and sat next to you. Robin gave a smirk but turned her attention to the movie. Steve reached for your hand to hold. You started getting excited for what he would come up with for the date.
In the passenger seat of Gators truck you had your headphones in. You barely, if ever, had your headphones in while being with Gator. But it was a longer drive you two were having today and you kept wanting to listen to one of your favorite bands album.
You were cool with Gators music but sometimes you just wanted to listen to your own. With dating Gator you knew you should be able to share what you like with him. But you also knew who Gator was. And he’ll tell you point blank if he doesn’t like something. And your favorite band, that’s not something you wanted to be dissed.
“Hey.” Gator reaches over to you to get your attention. Glancing between the road and you.
Taking out your headphones you respond “Yeah?”
“Whatcha listening to?” You could tell he was bit hurt that you decided to listen to something else and not his music.
“Um, 5 Seconds of Summer.” Knowing he doesn’t know who they hell they are so his answer didn’t surprise you.
“What the fuck is that?” You knew he didn’t deliberately mean to be mean. That was just Gator being Gator.
“A band.”
“Play it.” Gesturing from your phone to the car radio. He wanted you to hook it up and play it in the car. Worried how his reaction was going to be you got it ready. Hitting play on the next track.
The song Start Over stars. Sitting there with the music playing, you didn’t know what he was going to say.
“Didn’t know you like boyband shit.” Gator mutters. The comment slightly hurt you coming from someone you care about.
“They’re not a boyband. And even if they were, why would it matter?” You ask.
“Just not something I thought my girl’d be into.” He states. Kinda pissed off now you stop the music and put your headphones back in to listen to it by yourself. Gator turns up his own music. Both of you being slightly childish. Today was going to be long.
A few days go by where Gators schedule is so busy that you don’t have time to hang out. As much as that moment annoyed you, you still loved him. Putting it behind you. Excited that you could hang out with him tonight. Getting in his car, his music playing.
After a few songs, the next one starts. Confusion and shock on your face. You know this song. “Gator.” He hummed in response. “This is 5 Seconds of Summer!” You couldn’t help but slightly squeal.
He rolled his eyes and let out a breath. “Yeah. I figured you’d like something that you listen to on my playlist. Don’t get all gushy about it.”
Eyeing him suspiciously you told him thank you. This is the sweetest thing he has done for you. It’s a very small gesture but for Gator it spoke volumes. “So what else can I make you add?” Asking him jokingly but also curious how far this could go.
“No. You’re not messing up my music with all your pop stuff.” Okay it wasn’t going far. But maybe with some time it would and you were excited to see.
“Does this mean you liked the song? Or-“
“No.” Cutting you off. “It’s just a song for you to enjoy.” You didn’t fully buy it because you could see he was mouthing the words. Which means he’s been listening to this. Not wanting to piss him off though you kept your mouth shut and just smiled. Enjoying the rest of the ride.
A/N: I can totally see Gator being an asshole about his girls music. Especially if it’s not his rock/metal music he listens to. But I could see him starting to get a song you’ve sang/played a bunch of times stuck in his head. So he listens to it but keeps listening to it. His reasoning is because it reminds him of you since you like it. Which is true but he also just likes it but won’t admit it. Not even to himself.
I may be writing something. Gator related. Several parts. Did I mention Gator! Just a little vague info of what I’m thinking. Roy kidnaps you for leverage for something. Gator has to watch you and might end up falling in love. I’m so excited to write this. It’s going to take a second though because I want to make sure it’s actually good!
One look. That’s all it took. Gator walked past you and took you all in while continuing to walk. That’s all he needed to know you were the one. His obsession. That was when he started stalking you.
He found out all about you. Thanking himself that he was the deputy sheriff so he could basically get any information he wanted. First he watched from a distance learning you and your routine. Driving past your house multiple times. Making sure things were good. At least that’s what he told himself. If you went out and some guy was hitting on you, he’d always make sure to meet them later alone. Making sure you never hear from them again.
As time went on he started getting closer. In the same proximity as you. Maybe you’d notice him. Maybe you wouldn’t. If you went to the grocery store, he’d end up in the same aisle as you. Acting like he’s looking for a certain product but really just glancing at you. Watching you. You give a polite smile as you passed him and locked eyes for a second but not think twice about it.
One night he finally went up to you and started talking. That’s how you met him. Now you’re dating the deputy sheriff of Stark County.
