cassie mckay who walks through the door and sees you curled up on your shared couch, glassy sad eyes with your comfort snack of choice and immediately knows
hits you with the “oh baby…” kneels down in front of you
big gentle eyes staring up at you while her hands run up and down your thighs trying to coax the problems of the day out of you
sits up on the couch next to you once you start talking and pulls you into her arms
gentle back scratches while she holds you, muttering little reassurances.
“you’re always doing your best aren’t you? always pushing yourself. im so proud of you, baby.”
kisses to the top of your head and temple are guaranteed
pulls you onto her lap when you start to cry so she can hold you even closer, arms banded around your middle while you bury your face in the crook of her neck
just rubs your back and listens when mutter out the details of the day and your feelings between sniffles
when you apologize she’s not having it
“brave girl you’re allowed to feel things, especially with me” while she cups your cheeks and looks into your eyes, wiping away your tears.
cuddles up with you right there on the couch, continuing her gentle back scratches, leaving the occasional little kiss somewhere on your face.
“i’m so lucky to have you.”
“just let me hold you a little longer”
“i don’t know what i’d do without you”
when you doze off curled against her she just watches and smiles, heart full. even on your worst days you were the brightest thing in her life.
a/n: this grew a mind of it’s own and yeah….that’s it really i have nothing to say tbh
tags/warnings: mdni!!!, infidelity, jack abbot is NOT a wife guy, use of “jackie” and “kiddo”, HUGEEEE age gap (but it’s legal), trash talking, implied future cuckqueaning + voyeurism(?), pinv (wrap it before you tap it), riding
jack abbot considered himself, by all accounts, a good man. he was a lovely neighbour, husband and friend.
so when jack kissed his wife over the kitchen counter, muttering to her about how he’s spending the day “helping the kid next door” fix her terrible air conditioning problem?
she didn’t bat an eye. instead, she shouted out over her shoulder about bringing the mail in once he’s done.
and he did fix your little air conditioning problem!
he just took you riding his cock in your living room as payment.
“god, she doesn’t even put out like this anymore,” jack breathes out, his hips thrusting up to meet your bounces. “fucking tight, college pussy waiting for me–”
his eyes squeeze shut as he’s cut off by a moan, head falling to the back of the couch. his hands hover awkwardly around your waist – the slaps of your ass hitting his groin echoing throughout the room.
“hnng, jackie,” you whimper, your hands falling to meet his chest. “‘s too much for me.”
jack opens his eyes at the sound of your voice, and he’s greeted with the most beautiful sight.
you.
your jaw slack as you bounce tirelessly up and down on his cock, tits bouncing in his face as you drew pleasure from him, your face contorting in that tell-tale sign he knows all too well.
“i know, baby, i know,” jack coos, brushing a damp piece of hair from your forehead, before pinning it behind your ear. “jackie’s sooo big for you, but you don’t want him fucking someone else, do you?”
he bites back a smile at your very insistent nod.
“jackie was saving his cum for you, did you know that?”
“really?” you sniffle, eyes searching his.
“really,” jack hums, thrusting up harder now.
you collapse into his chest, his arms stabilising you as he continues to drive his cock deeper into your pussy, hitting your g-spot repeatedly. he buries his face into your face, sighing when he smells the scent he told you to use - before placing a tender kiss to your temple.
“didn’t fuck my wife because i wanted to fuck you, kiddo. lied to her,” jack starts, his voice muffled by your hair. “maybe one day i let her watch, huh?”
as soon as those words leave jack’s mouth, you let out an involuntary moan, pussy clenching around his cock. grinding your hips desperately against him, you tighten the hold you have on his chest.
“would she touch?” you whine, burying your head deeper into his neck.
he lets out a low grunt, string of curses under his breath as he feels you fuck yourself back onto him. “my girl would like that? she’d like jackie’s wife watching them fuck? good idea kiddo, maybe she’d learn how to take dick from a pro.”
you nod frantically before he hooks two fingers gently under your chin, forcing to meet his fucked out gaze.
shameless smut under the cut. reader has a vagina. sammy my brother just another me. not proofread just yappin
early seasons sammy bryant who gets home and buries his face between your thighs until you’re pushing him away from oversensitivity
early seasons sammy bryant who moans into you when you tangle your fingers in his little curls and tugs
early seasons sammy who gets genuinely pussy drunk, holding your legs open by your thighs making the sluttiest most delicious sounds as your slick drips down your chin
early seasons sammy bryant who feels so proud every time he makes you squirt, watching you with awe and a cocky smile
early seasons sammy bryant who lets you use his tie to bind his hands behind his back while he eats you out like his last meal
early seasons sammy bryant who will absolutely pull the corny, “now i need dessert” after dinner bit then haul you up onto the counter
early seasons sammy bryant who sometimes swats your hand away if you try to repay the favor while sitting on his face, this is about you
early seasons sammy bryant who lives for your praise, loves when you grind against his tongue harder and say his name in that desperate pitch only he can get out of you
early seasons sammy bryant who came in his pants when you on your third orgasm gasped how good he was being and how pretty he was with his face buried in your cunt
early seasons sammy bryant who never asks for anything in return but isn’t above grinding against the bed when flat on his stomach between your legs
early seasons sammy bryant who was harder than he ever thought possible when you told him to stop grinding until he was done making you cum
early seasons sammy bryant who was once so drunk off you he slept between your legs with your tummy as a pillow
early seasons sammy bryant who lives to please you, could stay between your thighs for the rest of his life and not complain.
early seasons sammy bryant who came in his pants and saw stars when you called him your pussy drunk bitch in the heat of the moment. omg who said that
trinity and dennis should get like a really dumb cat. like, tabby, has been denied the brain cell since it applied for it on the day of it’s birth
most importantly, the car bears a really common boring human name, like morgan
and every morning at ptmc starts like:
“c’mon huckleberry i know you forgot to leave food out for morgan… she wouldn’t stop whining, i had to get up at 3 am”
“well it’s not like morgan got stuck behind the fridge under MY supervision”
first few days everyone bets on whose partner morgan is (mckay put 10 bucks on both for fun) and then all hell comes loose when morgan needs the vet and the betting money is unanimously agreed to cover the vet bill and toys and treats
summary: you end up getting into a casual arrangement with your older woman work crush cassie mckay.
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Wanted to explain some of the elements cause I think they’re neat
the flowers, they are dead orchids and Lilies because those flowers directly represent fertility so this was a nod to her struggle with infertility and pregnancy
The baby, it’s purposefully faced into her and away from the camera and completely in white clothing to represent kind of a void and the aspect of something not actually being there
the yellow halo relating her to the figure of mother Mary, the “virgin mother” to represent her ivf attempts and how she ultimately ended up adopting
Also drew her naked and with her natural curly hair cause I wanted to make her seem in her more natural raw and real form
this are the little details I like the most but I always love to see peoples interpretation and takes on my art especially one where I try to get in a lot of symbolism! :)))
summary: sammy’s lover wants to test their newest gloss on him. they/them pronouns used. reader is kept gender neutral but implied to wear makeup and be fem aligned.
warnings: none really! fluff, silliness, sammy in lip gloss. idk this idea came to me randomly and i love sammy
“No way.” Sammy stated, shaking his head immediately with a slight chuckle, almost in disbelief.
“Sammy, please.” They urged, using the eyes that Sammy loved so much to their advantage. “You can wipe it off as soon as I’m done, I just wanna see how it looks on someone else!”
Sammy delivered a wicked side eye, his lips quirking in a deadpan way. Truthfully he didn’t care that much, he was gonna do it to make them happy, he would do anything to keep them happy. A little lip gloss try on was nothing, especially when it would end up on his lips at some point from kisses anyway. He just liked to tease them.
“Stuff’s sticky and thick…and from the looks of it there’s glitter…I’m gonna need a little more incentive.” He leaned back against the couch, a smug little smile playing at his lips.
His lover paused for a moment and narrowed their eyes. Dirty dog. They thought, rolling their eyes before a smirk of their own played at their lips. Lip gloss in hand they shifted to they were in his lap facing him, hooking a finger under his chin to tilt his head up as they leaned down so their faces were closer, their eyes flickering to his lips.
“Maybe a little wouldn’t hurt.” Sammy grinned up at them, resting his hands on their hips. He watched them light up with excitement and it made his chest warm in the best way, giving them a light squeeze in approval.
“Stay still okay…” They trailed off, lip gloss already uncapped they leaned in closer to focus on his lips, wand swiping across the bottom one, glittery pink spreading across it. “Pretty…” They breathed.
Sammy could only watch with amusement, more than happy with the close proximity despite the expected stickiness now coating his lips. He loved moments like his, domestic, soft, just the two of them. Moments he could pretend he wouldn’t have to wake up and face another dead body, another devastated family, another kid let down by society and the system. As much as it broke him at times, being with them healed every wound the job left. He was certain there’d be hearts in his eyes if he were a cartoon right now, looking up at them with such awe and worship while his hands absentmindedly ran up and down their sides.
He loved them. He loved them so much. Even if it meant pink glitter lip gloss being slapped on him during couch time.
“You’re staring at me.” They teased
“You’re still putting gunk on my lips.”
“Not anymooore.” They drawled with a cheeky smile, pulling back to look at him fully, a light blush dusting their cheeks as they paused.
“Sammy. You’re really pretty.” They beamed, hands resting on his chest. It was their turn to look at him in awe, making a bashful smile grow on Sammy’s face.
“You’re just noticing?” He couldn’t resist quipping back, smile still plastered on his face, heart still warm, still beating just for them right under their palm.
“Obviously I knew, but now you’re sparkly.” They were smiling so hard their cheeks hurt, feeling the comfortable life they built with Sammy settle around them. Whatever scars that marked their past and the cases that woke Sammy in a cold sweat couldn’t touch them here. It was just them and their love for one another.
“Yeah?” He raised a brow slightly, hands moving from their hips to cup their cheeks, pulling them down into a long kiss, pouring everything he couldn’t put into words in it. Sparkles and gloss marked his lover’s lips when they finally pulled back and he smiled wide.
