Engaged to Andy Barber, and deeming him too safe, and only wanting to be intimate to get you pregnant, you start a sex only relationship with Ransom Drysdale. Nothing is ever easy, and you get yourself into a web of lies. Are you the only one lying?
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, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24, Part 25, Part 26, Part 27, Part 28, Part 29, Part 30, Part 31, Part 32, Part 33, Part 34, Part 35, Part 36, Part 37, Part 38, Part 39, Part 40, Part 41, Part 42, Part 43, Part 44, Part 45, Part 46, Part 47, Part 48, Part 49, Part 50, Part 51, Part 52, Part 53, Part 54, Part 55 💔THE END❤️
Revisit Desperate Affairs for additional parts
A/N: this is a dark!fic that is a cheating story. Each chapter will be tagged with warnings. There are moments of dub con/non con, cheating, secrets, lies, manipulations, mental health, death threats, abuse, death, etc. proceed with caution. YOU are the one responsible for the content you consume.
*This has a whole heap of Chris Evans characters! I did it, I got them all, minus his early early work!
Ransom Drysdale, Andy Barber, Robert “Mr. Freezy” Pronge, Steve Rogers, Jake Jensen, Frank Adler, Mike Weiss, Paul Diskant, Curtis Everett, Ari Levinson, Bill, James Mace, Bryce Langley, Johnny Storm, Colin Shea, Harvard Hottie, Kyle, Jake Wyler, Syd, Lucas Lee, Me, Chris Evans, Dennis Baker, Dr. Fisk, Jimmy Dobyne, Ryan Ackerman, Lloyd Hansen, Neil Mavromates, Nick Gant, Judd, Casey Jones, Nick Vaughan, Stuart Stanton, Orin Scrivello, Buzz Lightyear
Welcome to the desperate lives of the EvanStanVerse
Desperate Affairs
Engaged to Andy Barber, and deeming him too safe, and only wanting to be intimate to get you pregnant, you start a sex only relationship with Ransom Drysdale. Nothing is ever easy, and you get yourself into a web of lies. Are you the only one lying?
Revisit Desperate Affairs
Additional chapters for the things that happened in Desperate Affairs, don’t read this until you finish DA
Desperate Lives in Chronological Order
All the characters and expansion in timeline order
Desperate Love
Expansion featuring Ransom and Kitten’s life of being married, having more children, hardships, family drama.
Desperate Relations
Expansion of the life of the characters in Desperate Affairs (Make sure to read that part first)
I really love your ari reader and Curtis dynamic, I’m just over here thinking about them being overprotective of her or maybe possessive bc they were out somewhere and this creep dude kept on trying to flirt with you and feel you up and then you find ari first e clings to him while he is all riled up and jealous and then Curtis notices your distress and shows up too and then there are two big handsome men between you sending death glares to the creep men 🥵
Curtis and Ari are EXTREMELY protective of their little princess! And when out in public they treat her with the utmost respect, and expect that from everyone else. So when they're all out, just trying to have a good time, and one is going to the restroom, while the other is grabbing you a drink, and you're just vibing and dancing with some friends, and he comes up. The first time you politely shoo him away. The second time you inform him that you're there with someone, he walks away but then he's back. Not taking no for an answer at that point.
Pretty Little Princess
Summary: You were supposed to be having fun
Pairings: Ari Levinson X Reader X Curtis Everett
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: D/s dynamics, Brief bar fight, road head, unprotected sex, PIV sex, car sex, cream pie, swallowing, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 700
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"Get off," you push at his arms on your hips, but he still clings onto them. "Off now, or my boyfriends will not be happy."
"Boyfriends, she says. Just enjoy it sweet cheeks."
Ari is the first to notice you. His head turns around from the bar, and he sees your arms push at him. Forgetting all about the drinks he starts running over to your side. He pulls the man off of you, "She said off," he turns to check you out to make sure you're okay, but the man swings at Ari. Missing, and Ari turns around himself. Hitting the man full force, knocking him out only with one hit.
He fully looks over your body. His hands wiping the tears that drift down your cheek, and you pull up his fist, kissing at his knuckles before he pulls you into him. Holding you tightly, his hands pushing the hair out of your face. Curtis notices how tender Ari is being and runs right over, "What happened?" he asks, his boot kicking at the man in the floor.
"Ass hole wouldn't quit touching her."
"You okay, little one?" you don't mean to pout up at Curtis, but you do, and it's enough for him to want to get the two of you home. "Come on. Let's get home, and your daddies can keep you all warm cuddly okay?" nodding your head, Ari's body pushes you to walk. His arm draped around your shoulders, while Curtis' is around your waist.
"Can you drive?" you sweetly ask looking up at Curtis.
"Of course. Can I ask why?"
"I need to reward daddy for saving me," Ari slides his arm enough to where he can cup your breast. Getting to the car, he all but drags you into the back. Pulling out his already hardened cock, and rucking up your skirt. Pushing aside your panties, he guides you to sink down on him, and you keen at the severe stretch his girth gives you.
Curtis chuckles at your little whimpers, "So pretty little one. Take it easy though. Don't want us to get pulled over. Wouldn't look good for me."
"Okay, deputy Everett," you hum. Ari uses your body to fuck himself. The ever impatient one of your daddies. Turning your head to the side, you coax Ari to look up at you, so you can kiss his sinful lips. He continues to bounce you over him, before he pushes you forward.
Maneuvering the two of you so your face is right in front of Curtis' cock. "Look at how hard you've made him princess. It's only fair he fucks one of your holes. Be a good little whore for your daddies and let him fuck that pretty slut mouth of yours."
You slowly take him out. Your lips kiss around his glorious cock, using your mouth to spread around the precum, "Quit teasing, princess. Know you want it," Ari is right. Every part of you wants to devour Curtis. Make him struggle to remember how to drive. Make him overthink every move he makes. Not swallowing him fast enough, Ari shoves your head down on him. Holding your head there as Curtis' tip hits the back of your throat. Satisfied with the length of which you were gagging around him, Ari uses your head to fuck your other daddy's dick.
Working double time Ari pushes into you, and works your mouth of Curtis. The two of them grunting in hushed tones. Curtis tries to pay attention. Tries to keep his eyes open. "Faster little one. Want to fill this pretty mouth full of cum."
Ari twists your hair around his fists, shoving your mouth over Curtis while he ruts into you. His other hand creating tight movements on your clit, and when you let out a deep moan, followed by a squeal of an orgasm rushing through you, Curtis spurts deep in your throat. Thrusting his hips into you, so you can get every bit of him.
When he's finished, Ari presses your head into the arm rest, slamming his hips into you over and over again. Your voice yelping with every pound he does into you, until his hips stutter, and his own cream warms up your belly.
"Such a pretty little princess you are. When we get home, we're going to fuck you properly."
More from Ransom and Kitten. You got to love these sweet and crazy lovebirds and all their sweet babies.
It Was Fast
You Were Very Wrong
Love You Too, Sweetheart
Should Have Known
Just In Case
Heart Shaped Pancakes
Kneading The Dough
His Letterman Jacket
It’s Amazing Isn’t It
Every Time
We’re Having a Boy
Perfect and Comforting
Their Everything
My Pretty Baby
Just Ask
Jumping on the Bed
You Mind?
Switch Energy
Anders Beckett Drysdale
Secret Handshake
Peanut Butter & Bananas
Story Book
Wuv You
What Do I Do?
Mama Bear
Too Close
She’s Trying
James, Run
They’re All Babies
Not A Family Heirloom
Threesome
No Jumping on the Bed
She’s Ridiculous
Code Red
Mr. Fowler
You’ll Have to Wait
What I Want
Sweet Pretty Girl
I’m Different
She’s Been Reprimanded
Quit Touching Me
It’s My Birthday
You Owe Me, Liar
No Promises
5 Drysdale Kids
Ask for Permission
Your Assignment
Her Body is a Temple
Finally Sinking In
The Next Function
This Beautiful Family
Aye Aye Captain
My Daughter
Call Me
A Few Years Now
Yes, Sir, Captain
Tell Me A Story
Positive
One Thing at a Time
She’s Too Young
It Was Just A Dream
Calm Your Tits
Don’t Be Vulgar
Snowed In
Hugh Ransom Drysdale Was Worth It
Featuring All the Kids
What’s In A Name, Sweet Kids, Let Them Go
Family Mood Boards
Ransom & Kitten, Aster & Beck, Iris & James, Blade & Lo, Story & Carter, Lucy & Chris
Blurbs
Family Tree, First Steps/First Words, Axel had an Accident, Thanksgiving with the Drysdale’s, I’m Sick, Birds & the Bees, Covid Lockdown with the Drysdale’s, Easter with the Drysdale’s, Mother’s Day
Thanks a lot for Double Teamed! It is something I didn't know I needed. I must admit I originally just wanting some Ari dom on his onw (and get to know a little more about his personality) but it got me thinking how did Curtis and Ari got into a dom team together?
Well, they do have a common friend. James Mace and Ari are really good buddies, and Mace works with Curtis. A few times hanging out together, they picked up on the vibe of their sexual preferences, and even discussed them. There are differences in the way that they Dom
Double Your Pleasure
Ari
Ari is still a daddy Dom. He likes caring for his little, and he loves when his little age regresses. After what happened with Laurie, he got fixed, but he has a huge nurturing side to him. Since Iris and Aster came along, he didn't always desire the regression side like before. Ari LOVES feeling needed.
He loves being called daddy. Curtis doesn't care one way or the other, but that name is a huge kink for Ari.
While Curtis is a bit more tender, and into overstimulation, Ari he loves orgasm denial. He's also has a big permission kink. So don't be surprised if he corrects you, "What was that you said princess? It's may I cum daddy," he coos down at you, while you whimper at his fifth time denying you your release.
Ari loves spankings. He loves to make you count your spankings, and he loves to feel how slick you become with each swat to your ass.
And oof...does this man love spitting. He doesn't care if it's you spitting, but he prefers himself to spit. Spit on your face, spit in your mouth, spit on your cunt, or spit on your ass before he splits you open. He does not care. If it's anywhere on or in your body, that's what he cares about.
He is a brat tamer, and he loves for you to push his buttons. He has no problem with pulling you by your hair against his chest, before his hand wraps around your jaw, slipping a finger through your lips, before he's pressing his bulge up against you.
Ari is hard and fast with his movements. If you want something sweeter, that's Curtis. He loves to manhandle and see your body so pliable for him. His own little raggedy sexdoll.
This daddy LOVES dumbification. He wants to fuck you noncoherent. He wants you to forget about your day. Trusting him, and letting him work your body.
Ari may be a bit into the S&M side of things. His into tying you up, and pain is pleasure, all with your guided consent though.
NO MATTER WHAT HOLE ARI IS IN, HE WANTS TO STRETCH YOU OUT. He is into double penetration, but is looking for that special girl to trust him and Curtis with double vaginal penetration.
Curtis
We did see a bit of Curtis' preferences with Kitten, but lets just dive back in. HE IS A COUNTER. He will count every time you misbehave. No matter the number, that's how many times you have to cum BEFORE getting the penis. Because of this he has great self restraint.
Curtis loves to fuck you dumb, but he really loves how needy you become afterwards. He gets off on feeling needed. "Feeling tired little one?" he'll ask after fucking you until you see stars, "Let daddy hold you, until you fall asleep."
Curtis is definitely a soft!Dom. That's why him and Ari play well off of each other. Ari is all about that punishment, while Curtis wants to take it easy on you. His punishment is too many lots of orgasms.
Aftercare is another one of his kinks. Again, he loves feeling needed. He loves making sure you're taken care of and extra soft and clingy to him.
They even prefer different touches. Ari likes you to claw his skin, pull his hair, bite him, whatever. Curtis loves those soft touches and whimpers more than the screams.
Curtis LOVES to eat the pussy! It's his favorite me, and he uses every part of his face to stimulate you in the process.
Hi ! I loooved how you wrote the Desperate Affairs chapters, you did an amazing job with those.
I was wondering how the first time switching between Frank and Andy went. I'm not talking about the little dates in the beginning but more when Frank suggested the idea to Andy, in order to stop reader from cheating... I'm really curious about how Frank got inside Andy' skin, how he managed to mislead reader and particularly how their first time went.
It's a pleasure to read all of your stories <3
I love that you loved that roller coaster of a series. Listen, this is going to make some people mad at Linda again. And Rightfully so, we can't forget that she was the reason that Frank even had those photos of Ransom and Kitten. I'm assuming you were wanting Frank and reader's first time, once Frank came back....if you're wanting their actual first time, just let me know.
Should Have Known
Summary: How does Frank jumpstart the plan
Pairings: Andy Barber/Frank Adler X Reader
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, oral sex (female receiving), implied domestic abuse, bruising, marking, praise kink, twins switching places, revenge porn, mentions of an affair, purchasing Plan B, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 2.4K
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You flip the mirror down in his Audi, checking out your ragged appearance, and try the best you can to straighten yourself back up. A quick glance over at Frank, who you to believe is Andy, you smile glancing away quickly. He notices the quick exchange, and doesn’t feel so bad with how quickly things happened. Andy won’t be soiling you this time. “That was...” you start, wiping around your lips.
“Amazing,” Frank sighs. His blue eyes finally meet yours. “You wanna go to the movie now?”
You laugh looking at the clock, “We’ll have to see a different one. We’ve missed the original movie we were going to see.”
“It was worth it,” he starts the car, and drives off to the theater, your hand slides over to find his thigh. Frank grabs tightly to it, picking it up to press his lips against it. With as quickly as he’s hit it off with you, there’s a part of him that wants to be honest.
“Can we go by a drugstore or something, really quick?”
“Why?”
You start to get defensive, “Why do most people go to a drug store? Because they need something. Just...can we please go?”
“Not a problem,” he goes to a drugstore that’s the closet to the theater, and starts to get out with you.
“No, it’s okay. You can just stay here. It shouldn’t take long.”
“Is there a problem?” he asks confused, and you shake your head no. “You’ve just been acting weird since we...”
“We had sex; you can say it. But we had sex unprotected, and I’m...I need the morning after pill.”
“Okay, you don’t have to upset. Come on,” he starts to get out, but you just look at him. “Well?”
“That easy?”
“That easy. Not going to force you into something you’re not ready for. While I have enjoyed the past couple days with you, I’m not ready for that type of commitment either. So come on,” this time you follow with him, his arm goes around your shoulders and he holds you close. Taking the time to peruse through the aisles for a moment. Giggling and laughing at how bizarre some of the items are.
"Didn’t expect to find you here. It’s a little odd.”
“Linda, just came to get a couple of things. I saw that I had your son on the books for a meeting?” Linda furrows her brows looking at Frank.
“A meeting?”
“At my office. To discuss his most recent run-in with the law,” Frank gives her an awkward smile, hoping that Linda just goes with it. She gives him a smile of her own before going about her business, wondering when Frank and Andy got back in on the double-teaming girls.
Having to get something from her son’s townhouse, Linda just used her key to get in. Walking past his bedroom she sees pictures dissolving on his laptop. Disgusted that her grown son still has pornography as his screen saver. She walks too close it, until she sees a familiar face, yours. No ring on your finger, and then it all makes sense. Usually, the bait and switch game that Andy and Frank played was reversed. Andy readies the girl for Frank, but she knows who she saw that night with you.
But how did her most precious Ransom get involved with an engaged woman? She clicks through the photos sending them all to her email. Creating a half-assed plan on how to get you out of Ransom’s life.
Frank sets down Mary’s plate for supper when the first email comes through. “I know it was you at the store that night. I’m not sure why you were pretending to be Andy, but she’s fucking more than you two. I need her out of my son’s life. Do with these what you think is best. Keep my name out of it.”
Frank opens the photo, and there’s not much to it. A close up of two people’s genitals, but he knows what the message is implying. By this time Andy should have your cunt memorized, so he creates an email to send it to Andy. His own half-assed plan coming to fruition. Frank had done nothing but think of you, since he left. Think of the soft whimpers you made as you rode on top of him. How poetic, Andy told him he wasn’t allowed to have you first, but he couldn’t help that the make out session in Andy’s Audi turned into a quick fucking.
Frank just assumes that Andy will figure out you’re having an affair, and all the times that Andy is down here with him and Mary, you’re off sleeping with another man. Every time that Andy comes to visit, Linda sends pictures more frequently. Each email is more agitated that Ransom is still have an affair, “Get rid of her.”
Frank’s obsession with Andy getting these photos grows. Even sending him the photos when they’re both in the same room. He watches Andy huff and puff, but when the little snippet of a video comes through, the anger is coming through in his whole body, “Fucking slut,” he grunts throwing his phone.
“What’s the problem?” Frank asks innocently, his own phone having the video on repeat.
“That prick keeps sending me pictures of my fiancé.”
“What?” Frank cocks his eyebrow up looking at him.
“She’s fucking cheating one me. On me! And Ransom fucking Drysdale likes rubbing my face in it. He’s started sending them to me when I’m not down here. So, she’s sneaking around on her lunchbreak or some shit. She has been leaving a lot more.”
Frank sighs, continuing to watch the video. Knowing that Andy is about to hit his breaking point. “We could come up with an arrangement.”
“No. I’m making her my wife. I don’t need her fucking Ransom and you.”
“Suit yourself,” Frank has no intentions to stop sending the photos. Every few days he sends Andy some. Each time Andy calls he hears the anger in his voice. Knowing how irritated he is, and still he doesn’t let up. Waiting for him to crumble. Randomly letting it be known he could keep you occupied while he spent time in Florida.
For once, Andy calls him first. Frank stops his research on one of Andy’s cases to answer the call. “Here’s the deal, you come here, you pretend to be me. She isn’t to know.”
“You tired of her stepping out on you?”
“I’ll make sure she knows how tired of it I am. Are you coming or not? I’ll buy your ticket now. If you could lay off the sex, that would be great.
Frank scoffs, like that is ever going to be an option. “Right. I’ll just share the bed with her, and not have sex with her.”
“Don’t force her.”
“Do you give her the choice of if she gets to have sex with you or not?” Frank knows the answer. If Andy wants to have sex with you, there’s not stopping him.
“Your flight leaves at 10:00am tomorrow. Make sure you’re there.”
Frank sees your figure inside the house, and he tries in vain to adjust himself to look more like Andy. He didn’t have the time to grow out his beard, or to even fix his hair from off the plane. There’s a part of him that doesn’t think you’ll believe this charade. A part of him that’s ready to fly back to Florida, because this is just wrong. “Andy?”
“Oh, uh, hey sweetheart.”
“What’re you doing still outside?” you take a step closer to Frank, your hand brushing over his beard, “I’m sorry about last night. I shouldn’t have pushed you. I’m sorry,” Frank is unaware of exactly what you’re talking about, but feeling your hand on him makes his eyes flutter. “What made you decide to do something different with your beard? Hair is different too.”
Frank pushes your hands down and holds them, “I used the wrong guard this morning, when shaving, and the hair is because I was running late. Supper smells amazing though, sweetheart, how about we eat.”
Frank is overly cautious around you. Paranoid that you will in fact know that he isn’t Andy, and somehow, you’re completely oblivious. It’s odd seeing how you interact with him now, versus when he first met you. You had been a bit more carefree; your actions weren’t quite as calculated as they are now. Halfway through talking after supper, he saw a glimmer of that girl again, but then you noticed the clock, “Andy, I’m sorry babe. We were just having a good conversation, and I didn’t want to ignore you. It’s my fault, but let me get the kitchen cleaned up, and I’ll meet you in the bedroom, okay, daddy?”
Frank tries not to react, but this whole interaction sets him on edge, “Okay,” he watches your face fall for a moment, “Honey.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll be a good girl next time.”
There it is. Andy did it, he had trained you. It’s what Andy said he would do; he just didn’t think that Andy was taking it quite literally. Watching your movements, he knows you’re looking for praise. Everything is quick, but effortlessly. “You’re doing such a good job, honey,” you preen at the approval from him. It’s almost sick how well Andy has you trained.
He doesn’t notice that just his presence in there with you, has made your heart swell, your eyes constantly looking over at him with a fond smile. A few more moments, and he sees you relax, acting like you had when he had taken you out on a date. “Come here,” he tells you, pulling you into his chest. Placing your right hand on his shoulder, her places his left hand on your hip, and pulls your left hand to his, to start dancing.
“There’s no music.”
“Shh...” he tells you before he starts to hum an old love song. You sway along to the beat of his hums. Getting comfortable enough to rest your head on his chest, holding onto him like nothing else matters. Only him, and you’re reminded of who you fell in love with. It’s been too long since the two of you have had such a sweet and intimate moment. Frank presses his lips against the top of your head, and you sigh with contentment. This is the Andy you fell for.
Finishing his dancing with you he steps back, before pick you up to place you on the counter. “God, I don’t deserve you. You’re so perfect, and I’m sorry for anything I’ve ever done.”
“I love you, Andy,” you answer, smoothing your hand down his face. With a drifting hand Frank moves you dress above you, giving you a wicked grin, when he realizes that you’re completely nude underneath. “Always ready for you daddy.”
Sinking to his knees, he spreads your thighs, pulling your core closer to him. There is something so beautiful about having Andy on his knees for you, it’s not something that happens often. His lips kiss up your thighs, your head throwing back in ecstasy, but when he halts his movements, you look down at him staring at the bruising he had left behind the night prior. “I’m sorry, babe, I just bruise easily.”
Frank is disgusted, pulling you off the counter, he turns you to bend you over. His hand smooths over your backside, and you stiffen again. The skin, heated, raw, and even more bruising. Embarrassed at the attention he’s giving you, “Andy please, stop. I said I was sorry,” his lips kiss all over the bruising. You don’t see it, but Frank’s eyes fill with tears as he attempts to kiss away the pain. “Andy...can you...Andy...” your voice whines, and you’re unable to vocalize what you want. “Andy!”
“What is it sweetheart?”
“I want you to stop.”
“I’m sorry. It shouldn’t have happened.”
“I’m sorry,” your body turns to face him, and you pull him up off the floor. Your own eyes leaking as he looks at you. “I shouldn’t have made you mad. Can we just, go to the bedroom? Things feel too open in here.”
“Lead the way,” grabbing his hand you lead him to the bedroom, already crawling on the bed for him to fuck into you. “No, you’re riding me tonight, sweetheart.”
Not too often does Andy relinquish the power during sex. Everything is usually his to control, so when Frank allows you to undress him slowly, and he slinks on the bed, fisting his thick cock, you don’t hesitate to fully undress, crawling over him, and your voice whimpers as you sink over his girthy length. Doing nothing but sinking to the root and you’re already panting. This tender Andy is doing something to you, without doing anything.
With one roll of your hips his hands smooth up and down your thighs as you rock over him. Every touch on your skin seems so loving and gentle, and you’re soaking his cock at the mere feel of his calloused fingers. “You’re doing so good for me honey. You like it too, huh pretty girl?”
“Uh-huh,” you murmur as a convulsion runs through your body. Frank gets up on his elbows to fully watch you working yourself on his cock, mesmerized by the movements of your body. “Andy,” you choke out. Whispering his name like a prayer. Your body overflowing with pleasure.
“Go on, you can do it. I'm right here, pretty girl. Riding my cock so well,” he breathlessly tells you; his hand goes to your clit to work in tandem with your hips. “That’s it, just like that honey. So good, doing such a good...fuuuck...” he growls when your walls flutter around him. “Almost there. Working my. Cock. So. Well.”
A few more rolls of your hips and your body succumbs to your high, his directly behind you. “You look beautiful coming undone on my cock.”
You slowly work through your high before pulling off of him. “Don’t go,” he whispers. “Lay on me,” he spreads his thighs a bit more, before you settle over him. Using his chest as a pillow. Frank’s hands smooth up and down your back, until you’ve fully calmed down. Asleep and softly snoring on Frank. “He doesn’t deserve you,” he whispers to your sleeping form. “But neither do I. Maybe Ransom is the one for you.”
“Ran,” your voice echoes in your sleep. Frank should have known then.
What do you think date night looks like for Ransom & Kitten? 👀
Ransom honestly isn't the biggest fan of date night. He begrudgingly goes along with Kitten, because she enjoys it. He would honestly be okay, dropping the kids off at a babysitters and go back home, and he can have Kitten all to himself. So most of the planning, all Kitten.
You'll Have to Wait
Summary: Date night for the Drysdale's.
Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader
Rating: Mild
Warnings: explicit language, teasing, mentions of sex, mentions of a breeding kink, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 533
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“Ran! We’re going to be late,” you yell up at your grumpy husband with a giggle. He hates this. Hates everything about it, but he does it just for you. “Harlan, need anything before I leave you?”
“I don’t know why you insist on a babysitter when I’m here.”
“Maybe because Ransom’s kids are a little too rambunctious. Story will talk you to death, Blade will confuse you, and we gotta make sure Aster and Iris aren’t trying to sneak out,” you walk back over to the stairs, “Hugh Ransom Drysdale! Get your cute little ass down here.”
“Why is he being grumpy today?” Harlan asks as Story comes running into the room to sit with Harlan.
“Wait for it,” you say, walking back.
“Where are you going dressed like that?”
You just laugh, ignoring the question, “So should they ask, all the information is on the fridge. I’m about to kill your grandson. Bladey, come here baby boy. I need my kisses,” he walks into the room, and you pick up your not so little boy anymore, when Iris and Aster walk in.
“Why is he avoiding you?” Aster asks.
“You’ll see. Ransom!” the soft padding of his feet starts walking down the stairs, and your t-shirt and shorts ensemble make sense. Your husband is very casually dressed; jeans, black shirt, and a Boston Red Sox hat, even his face isn’t clean shaven like usual. Ransom starts to make a smart comment, until he sees your face looking like you’re ready to pounce him.
“Nope, out the door you two. You got tickets, you can jump on the bed later,” Harlan laughs pointing at the door.
“Well, well, Mrs. Drysdale, you ready to go to Fenway?”
“I’m ready to go wherever with you.”
“Stay here?”
“NO!” the room shouts, and the two of you laugh. He grabs your hand, and leads you outside.
“We’re at a ballgame. You have to have Cracker Jacks. Oh, and peanuts! How about we get some pizza too?”
He gives you an odd look, “You never eat like this. Is there something you need to tell me?”
“No!”
“We can fix that really quickly,” his eyes look around Fenway, “I’m sure we can find some place.”
“We’re at a ballgame. You gotta eat all the food baby.”
“I can think of something else I’d like to eat,” you playfully smack at his belly. “What? Don’t act like I didn’t see you checking me out walking down those stairs. What is Kitten? Is it the hat? The beard? The clothes?”
“It’s the necklace,” you inform him asking for a couple of boxes of Cracker Jacks.
“The necklace?” you just nod your head and start to walk away. “What’s the deal with the necklace?”
“I can imagine it hanging over my body as you fuck me,” answering casually before going to find your seat.
“Woah, woah, wait...don’t walk away from this. We need to find a place to go.”
“There’s a game. You’ll have to wait.”
“Such a fucking tease. I’m never taking this thing off if it makes you that horny.”
