Summary: you and Ryan are friends with benefits, until you steale part of his uniform and he takes you to his place
Warnings: 18+, MDNI!!, sexual content, oral (female receiving)
I'm trying this new character, seeing if it get's any feedback, let me know! English is not my first language. This is also my first take on smut, so if you have any feedback on that, it's very welcomed. Enjoy✨
"What the fuck is she wearing?" Ryan said with wide eyes as he saw you enter Joe's bar.
31st October, Halloween party at Joe's, location you were both currently at.
You and Ryan have been seeing each other since you moved to Seattle and joined Station 19, which was 4 months ago. He needed to get over Andy, you over your ex. You introduced Ryan to the phrase the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. And that's exactly what you two did that night. That's also how you ended up getting under each other regularly and became what someone could call friends with benefits.
Ryan is hot decent guy, and good in bed. You always end up at one of your places, have sex, eat food, talk and then one of you leaves. That somehow became an unspoken rule between the two of you, that you don't cuddle and spend the rest of the night together.
You never said it out loud, but sometimes you imagined what being more serious with Ryan would be. He's nice, treats you right, cooks for you, treats other people right, he's a cop who protects people from the bad. He's an ideal guy for a relationship. But Ryan never mentioned something like that, so you didn't either. You didn't have feelings for him, but you knew you liked spending time with him.
You knew he would be at this party, so you decided to be a little tease to spice things up tonight, because you knew you two would leave Joe's together either way.
Last night Ryan got call from Pruitt saying he needed help, so Ryan left his place and you left before he came back. You knew for a while that you're going to be dressed up as a cop, just to see if it does something to Ryan. So you took the chance when you saw his work belt lying over the kitchen chair. You took things that would get you in trouble out of it, but left some in it. You also took one of Ryan's work shirts in blue color and left. You'll be leaving Joe's together tonight, so he will get his things back before he goes to work again.
Ryan took few long steps in your direction and repeated his question, this time directly to you. "What the fuck are you wearing Y/N?"
"Hi there Ryan." you smiled teasingly at him and put hands over your his belt.
Ryan didn't put much effort in his costume, he was wearing coat with a hat, looking like he fell out of Peaky Blinders episode.
"We're leaving, now." he said through gritted teeth and took you by the elbow while dragging you through the crowd towards the door.
"We're talking about this when we get home, I can't talk right now, because I'm mad at you, you can't even imagine." home, he said home. He was mad, but he also said home. And it didn't really mean anything because he was going home literally, but it made your heart flutter a bit.
When you two entered his home, he turned around and backed you until your back touched the front door.
"What the hell were you thinking? Stealing from a cop? Part of his uniform?"
You unclipped the belt and handed it to him, then you started unbuttoning his shirt.
"What are you doing?" he asked confused.
"It's not stealing if you return it. Here." you put his shirt over the belt in his hands.
"You took my work shirt too?" he looked like he will jump out of his skin any second.
He was so mad that it took him few seconds to see what you were wearing under his shirt, black laced bra. When he connected his gaze with your chest, the anger in his eyes seemed to go away.
"You can write me up, officer Tanner." you never role played with him and weren't planning on it now, you just teased him a bit.
"Y/N I'm serious, you can't do that. It's dangerous." Ryan said, more calm every second. You were too hot for him to be angry, standing in front of him like that.
"Okay, I'm sorry." you placed your hands on his shoulders, took off his coat and then pulled him closer to you.
You couldn't stop staring in each others eyes, in silence. He lowered his face to touch your forehead with his, while his nose was stroking yours, gently. He was always gentle with you.
"Kiss me." you whispered. And he did, because you were his soft spot and he'd do anything you asked for.
Slow little kisses turned into passionate kisses in a few seconds, as Ryan's hands were exploring your body as if it was the first time he was touching you.
He lowered his hands under your ass and picked you up, carrying you in the direction of his bedroom. You gently started undoing the buttons on his shirt, taking it off of his shoulders once you managed to open all of them.
Ryan put you gently on his bed, his lips never leaving yours, while he hovered over you.
"Ryan." you moaned his name as his fingers started moving from your chest to the band of your shorts.
"Mhm." Ryan gave you his answer with lips on your neck, sucking at your sensitive skin.
He continued to move his fingers over the band of your shorts, putting them just a bit inside of the band for a few seconds, then pulling them out and moving them over the lace on your bra, teasing your nipples. Teasing. Punishing. For taking his things.
"Ryan please."
"Please what, huh?" he lifted his face from your neck, with a smirk on his face.
"Stop teasing Ryan, I said I'm sorry."
He took advantage of you lifting your hips for more fraction and pulled your shorts down. And another second his lips were on yours and his hand made it's way back to your panties.
He started rubbing your clit over the fabric and put his lips on your left nipple.
"Fuck." you moaned, he always knew how and where to touch you.
When his hand left your core your hips tried to follow his movement. But his hand was already on it's way to remove your bra.
"Hate to say it, but you looked hot as a cop." he slid his hand back down, this time in your panties.
"You look hot as a cop all the time." you returned the compliment.
He used the hand in your panties to get rid of them and then he placed himself between your legs. He hooked your legs over his shoulders while kissing your thigs. Your eyes met Ryan's and he stoped.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing, I just like looking at you." you whispered. And it was true, you liked looking at him a little too much than you should.
He continued kissing your thigh until his mouth met your core and your head fell back on the pillow.
Ryan's tongue kept circling around your clit while his hand held your hips down. You put your hand over his while you couldn't stop the sounds that were leaving your mouth.
He did few licks from your hole back to your clit, he knew your weakness. He eased the pressure on your tummy that his hand was giving you as he flatened his tongue and let you move your hips the way you needed against his tongue. When he heard your breathing quicken, he held your hips still again and worked his tongue the right way until your orgasm took over your body and you squeezed his head with your legs and let out the hottest sounds to his ears.
He kissed his way back to your mouth, where you could taste yourself. It was your turn to flatten your tongue as you held his head still and licked his mouth clean.
"That was hot." he said barely above whisper.
"My turn." you said and tried to push him under you, but he sat on his knees and started unzí his jeans while muttering something like 'next time'. Before you could find out what Ryan said he was already lining his dick at your entrance.
He slid his dick through your folds few times to colect your wetnees before he slowly entered in you.
"Fuck baby." Ryan let out in a plessure, lowering himself to his elbows to be close to you. He grabed you by your chin and connected your lips for a hundreth time this night. He said baby, he said home. There probably wasn't anything deeper behind it, but he rarely used pet names for you.
His deep growl snaped you out of your thoughts. Ryan's head was in the crook of your neck, this position allowed you both moan straight into each others ears.
"Ryan." you moaned his name once more as you felt the tension in your body to grow. He set the pace as he continued to move his dick out and in of you. He put his hand between your bodies to play with your clit, which wasn't really needed after he hit the spot inside you that made you pulse around him. "I'm going to come."
"Yeah baby, let go. Come for me." and that was the last snap. You did come under Ryan, tugging at his hair while being moaning mess.
Ryan kept thrusting in you, riding you through your high as he was still chasing his own.
"Y/N, fuck!" was the last thing you heard before he came too.
He collapsed on your chest, his head still in the crook of your neck. Your chests moving up and down, enjoying the moment in silence.
"Be mine." Ryan said into your skin.
"What?" you tensed a bit, not sure what he meant.
"I don't want you to leave each time after we have sex, I don't want to pretend we're not close when we're in public. I don't want you to steal my clothes, I want you to wear it whenever you want. Be mine, please." Ryan raised his head from your neck after he was finished to look into your eyes.
"I'm not saying I love you, let's be in relationship, move in with me. I'm just saying be mine, let me take you out on a date, stay the night, let's say everyone we're dating, we're seeing each other. Let's give us a chance." nothing but hope was in Ryan's eyes.
"Are you asking me all of this while your dick is still inside me?" was the only answer you could get out. You both started laughing, Ryan got up to throw away the condom, then he put the covers over both of you and laid you on his chest.
"So, what do you say?" Ryan started playing with your hair, he was nervous.
"I'm saying let's give it a chance then." you tried to hide your smile with puting your head under his neck, but he cupped your cheeks and made you look him in the eye.
"Really?"
"Really." that was all he needed to kiss your forehead, then your cheeks, your chin, then finally your lips.
"We're going on a date tomorrow then. And you're staying tonight." Ryan said between kisses.
For the first time ever you two took shower together, Ryan gave you his t shirt to sleep in. You fell asleep cuddled together, but you still heard Ryan say "But don't steal my uniform again please." before he planted last kiss in your hair.
//Warnings// MDNI (18+), mentions of different sexual activities
//Dividers// @sister-lucifer
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Aftercare with would be nothing short of gentle and reassuring. He'd make sure to cuddle and hold you close, offering words of comfort and praise. He'd check in on you CONSTANTLY to make sure you’re feeling okay. He’d take his time to show you how much he appreciates you. Whether it’s by running his fingers through your hair or gently tracing your face and body with his hands.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Ryan’s favorite body part of his own is probably his arms. He takes pride in his muscles, and he works really hard to stay in shape. When it comes to you, it’s gotta be your eyes. He loves how they light up when you smile, he can get lost in them for minutes at a time. Whenever you two talk, he feels his eyes constantly straying to yours. He can’t help it; he loves the way that they’re so expressive.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Ryan doesn’t really have a specific place he likes to cum, but if he had to choose…it’d more than likely either be on your face or chest! He likes the idea of marking you with his cum; showing you that he’s all yours and vise-versa.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
A dirty secret of Ryan’s is that he has a bit of a submissive side. He’s always portrays himself as a confident guy, but deep down he loves the thought of losing control and letting someone else take charge in the bedroom. He secretly loves it when you tease him and make him feel a little helpless. He’s too proud to ask for it, but he definitely won’t say no if you take charge every once in a while.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Ryan has a decent amount of experience when it comes to sex. He’s not the most experienced guy out there by any means, but he’s definitely not a virgin. He’s fairly confident in his abilities and knows how to please you, but he’s always willing to learn new things or try different things if you want to.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Ryan’s favorite position is probably missionary. He loves being able to look into your eyes and see the expressions you make as he’s deep inside you. He likes being able to hold you close and feel the warmth of your body against his. It’s intimate and passionate, but also feels so raw and animalistic at the same time. He also really loves it when you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him in close.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Ryan is usually pretty serious. He’s not the type to make jokes or be silly when he’s in the moment. He’s HUGE on communication during sex though! Always checking in with you regularly to make sure you’re comfortable. Afterwards though, he definitely likes to cuddle and laugh with you.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Ryan is a very well-groomed person in general, so you can expect him to be pretty tidy down there as well. He’s got a fair amount of body hair, but he’s definitely not one of those guys with a massive bush. He keeps it trimmed and neat. As for whether or not the carpet matches the drapes – oh yeah. He’s got nice, dark brown hair down there to match his head of hair.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Ryan is already a very romantic guy, so you can bet your bottom dollar that he’s even more romantic in the moment. He’s the kind of guy who knows exactly what to say and do to make you feel special and loved. He’ll lean in and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, tell you how wonderful you look, how much he loves you. He’s also the type of person who loves to watch you and see your reactions. He gets off on seeing how much pleasure he’s giving you, the effect he has on you. He’s passionate and intense, but also incredibly tender and loving. He wants to make sure you feel taken care of and cared for.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Ryan definitely likes to please himself from time-to-time! When he does it’s usually in the shower. He usually does it when he needs to blow off some steam or unwind after a long day at the precinct. He loves using the warm water and feeling the stream of it against his skin. It’s so relaxing for him. He likes to fantasize about what he would do to you if you were there with him.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Oh boy…Ryan definitely has a few kinks. He has a thing for light restraint, especially when it comes to his or your hands being cuffed together. He’s also into power play and he gets really turned on by giving up control; Especially if he’s had a hard day at work! He has a bit of a lingerie kink as well. There’s something about seeing you get all dressed up specifically for him that drives him wild. I can also see him having a huge kink for dirty talk/praise, so don’t be afraid to tell him how good he makes you feel.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Ryan’s favorite places to do the deed are any places where he can be private and not be interrupted. One of his favorites is his bedroom. He’s got a comfy bed and a lock on the door, so when he tosses you down on to the sheets…you know you’re in for a good time. He also loves the shower, as mentioned before, for obvious reasons. The warm water and the sensation of his bare body pressed against yours, slowly trailing down your glistening skin…it’s enough to make Ryan go mad with desire.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Ryan is a very visual person, so he gets turned on by a lot of things he sees. He loves when you wear something that shows off your body, especially if it’s something you picked out just for him. He also gets really turned on by your expressions and body language. Seeing you all flushed and breathless from excitement definitely gets him going. He also loves dirty talk, both hearing it and giving it. He loves to hear how much you want him, and he especially loves hearing about all the things you want him to do to you. he’s also a sucker for when you go to workout with him. He gets all hot and bothered watching you in gym clothes, pushing yourself to the limit and working up a sweat. He loves being able to see every muscle and curve of your body as you move, and then being able to touch and kiss you all over afterwards is just the icing on the cake. But even when you’re not working out, he still loves seeing you being physical and active. He gets really turned on when he sees you playing sports or running or swimming. There’s something about seeing you all sweaty and strong and in your element that just does it for him.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Ryan is open-minded and willing to try new things, so there aren’t a lot of things that are off-limits for him. However, he does have a few hard limits. He’s not into age/pet play or anything involving pain or physical harm. He thinks that pain and pleasure are two very separate things, and he doesn’t want anything to do with anything that might make him or his partner genuinely uncomfortable.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Ryan is a GIVER…through and through. He loves nothing more than to make you feel good, and that means going down on you with his mouth, fingers - whatever it takes to get you there. He gets off on seeing you squirm and hear you moan in pleasure, he loves knowing that he’s the reason you’re feeling so good. He’s a very generous partner, and he’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re happy. That being said, he does love to receive as well. He loves feeling your mouth on him; he gets so turned on by seeing you enjoying yourself. He also loves it when you tell him how good he tastes.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends on the mood. Usually, Ryan is slow and sensual, taking things at a steady, passionate pace. He’s a good listener, so he always pays attention to your cues and adjusts his pace accordingly. If you want it slow and gentle, he’ll take his time and make it last. If you want it fast and rough, he’ll give it to you hard and deep. However, when he’s really worked up and feeling especially passionate, he tends to let his desire take over and just let loose.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Ryan definitely doesn’t mind a quickie from time to time, especially when he’s feeling horny and doesn’t have a lot of time on his hands. He thinks it’s a fun and thrilling way to get off when you can’t wait until later. He doesn’t do them too often, since he prefers to take his time and really savor the experience, but when he does have a quick little fun, he’s always all in.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Ryan is definitely open to experimenting in the bedroom, and he’s usually game to try something new if it’s something you want to do. He’ll definitely consider anything that you suggest if it’s something that will make you feel good.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Ryan is a pretty fit guy (the man’s a cop for crying out loud) so he got a lot of stamina. He can go for multiple rounds without getting too worn out. He usually lasts a decent amount of time (15-20 minutes) before he needs a break.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Besides his work handcuffs; no. However, he definitely isn’t afraid to use or buy some if you ask!
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Ryan can be a little bit of a tease. He loves getting you all worked up and begging for him, but he can also be fair and give you what you want when you need it. It depends on the mood, but more often than not he loves seeing how far he can push you before you finally get fed up and beg for him. He loves it when you get frustrated and desperate and start begging for it. Seeing you all flushed and pleading for him makes him go crazy. In the end though, he’ll usually give in and give you what you want (because he’s just as desperate as you are)
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Ryan is a pretty vocal guy when it comes to sex. He’s not too self conscious about it, so he doesn’t hold back any of his grunts and groans. He’s also a big talker, and he loves to say all the dirty things on his mind while he’s deep inside you. He’ll tell you how good you feel, what he wants—needs to do to you, and he’ll keep up the dirty talk until you’re completely undone beneath him.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Ryan definitely has a thing for you wearing his clothes. He loves when you put on one of his shirts, he loves the way you look in them. Something about seeing you wearing his things just makes him feel all possessive and protective over you. There’s been times when you’ll walk throughout the house wearing just his shirts. It drives Ryan wild. It takes everything in him to not bend you over right then and there and take you on the nearest surface he can find…but if you tease him a little too much with it, he might just snap and do it anyways.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Oh boy…Ryan is about 6-7 inches, definitely on the bigger side. More length than girth, but that doesn’t stop him. He’s proud of what he’s got, and he isn’t afraid to show it. #e98888
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Ryan has a pretty high sex drive. Now, he’s not constantly thinking about sex or needing it 24/7, but he definitely has a healthy appetite for it. I think that he’d probably want to do it everyday given the chance. He doesn’t just want sex for the physical release though, he also craves the emotional connection and intimacy that comes with it. He loves feeling so close to you.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Ryan’s the type to get really worn out after sex. He’ll wrap you up in his arms and pull you close, using your body as his own personal pillow. He loves falling asleep with you in his arms, feeling your body against his and hearing your breathing. It makes him feel safe and content.
//Summary// Struggling with symptoms from your period, Ryan makes it his personal mission to ensure you feel better until the two of you can get back home.
//Word Count// 2.42k
//Request//
//Warnings// none!
//Dividers// sister-lucifer
Since the start of work, Ryan could sense something about you was…off.
At first, he couldn’t quite place what it could be. You and he arrived at the station on time and even stopped and got your (f/d) beforehand.
However, as the day progressed, your mood only seemed to worsen and worsen.
He watched you from across the station, noting the way you kept shifting in your seat, the way you seemed to shrink into yourself. He knew you didn’t want to admit that you were in pain, but he also knew that it was better to face the issue head-on rather than pretend it didn’t exist.
So, he waits until you both go to get lunch before approaching, his expression a mix of concern and understanding.
“Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?” He asks, keeping his voice low.
You look up at him, your expression a little guarded. You knew exactly what he wanted to talk about, but you weren’t too keen on discussing your period with him. Even if he was your boyfriend, the thought of admitting you were in pain couldn't help but make you feel embarrassed.
Your (e/c) eyes meet his green ones, "Yeah, what's up Ry?"
“I just wanted to ask if you were alright. You’ve been quiet today, and you look like you’re in pain.” He said, his tone gentle.
You avoid his gaze, your cheeks flushing a little at his words. You knew he wasn’t going to drop the subject until you gave him an answer, but that didn’t make it any less awkward.
“I’m fine, just some cramps, that’s all.” You mutter with a forced smile, trying to downplay the pain you’d been feeling all day.
He nods, not looking entirely convinced by your answer. He can tell you’re putting up a tough front, trying to act like you’re not affected by the pain, but he knows better.
His quirks up one of his eyebrows, “Just cramps, huh?” He uses his hand to gesture towards the chair you’re sitting in. “That’s why you’ve been shifting in your seat and wincing every time you move?”
Damn, I guess there is a reason he’s a police officer.
You huff, your face turning even more red at his observant comment. It’s annoying to be called out like this, and the fact that he’s seen through your act makes you feel even more embarrassed.
“Okay, fine—So I’m in a little pain. But I’ll be fine, It’s just a normal thing, you know. It happens every month.” You mutter, your tone a little defensive.
He raises an eyebrow at your response, his arms crossing over his chest as he leans up against the wall. He’s not buying your tough act, not one bit.
“Just because it happens every month doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. And I know you’re stubborn as hell, but you don’t have to pretend you’re some kind of superhuman…especially not with me.”
You look away from him, feeling a mix of irritation and embarrassment at his words. But deep down, you know he’s right, and it’s even more irritating to admit that.
“I know. I just…I don’t want to bother you with it, okay? It’s my pain to deal with, not yours.”
He sighs, his expression softening a little at your response. He knows you’re not used to relying on others, the idea of leaning on someone else with your problems seemed like a foreign concept to you.
Ryan’s voice takes on a serious tone, “Hey, look at me. You’re not bothering me, alright? I care about you, and I don’t like seeing you in pain—not when I can try to help you.”
You look up at him again, his expression earnest and sincere. It’s hard to remain distant in the face of his gentle words, the care and concern behind them makes your heart clench in your chest.
You sigh, your shoulders slumping in resignation, “I just…this pain sucks, okay? And I hate feeling useless and grumpy all day, especially while on shift.”
He reaches out, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder, his touch gentle and reassuring, “But you’re not useless, and you have every right to feel grumpy when you’re in pain. You don’t have to pretend everything is fine when it’s obviously not.”
You let your eyes flutter shut, leaning into his touch without realizing it. His words are like a balm to your soul, the reassurance in his tone making you feel a little less alone in your pain.
“I just...I don’t want you to feel like you’re obligated to take care of me or anything.”
Ryan huffs a soft laugh, shaking his head at your words, “You’re not a burden, and I don’t feel obligated to take care of you. I want to because I care about you.” He brings his opposite hand to your other shoulder and slowly starts to massage away any tension. “And caring about someone means wanting to make them feel better when they’re hurting.”
You can’t help but melt into his touch, the combination of his words and his actions slowly but surely chipping away at your stubborn facade.
You close your eyes, a soft moan escaping your lips as his hands begin to work their magic on your tense muscles. The feel of his fingers on your skin is like a soothing balm to your pain, the gentle massaging sending waves of relief through your body.
You can feel the tension draining from your body as he massages your shoulders, his fingers digging into the taut muscles with just the right amount of pressure to ease the pain.
“I’m gonna go grab some medicine from the first aid kit.” He murmurs, his voice gentle but firm.
You nod, not wanting him to stop the massage but knowing that medicine would help ease the rest of the pain. His hands fall from your shoulders, you shiver at the loss of contact.
He leaves for a moment, rushing towards the supply closet to retrieve the necessary supplies. He returns a few minutes later with a bottle of ibuprofen in one hand and a bottle of water in the other.
He hands the bottle of medicine and the water to you, his expression a little stern.
“Take a few of those. It should help until we’re able to get home.” He says, his tone leaving no room for argument.
You roll your eyes a little at his bossy tone but concede, knowing that he won’t back down until you take the medicine. You crack open the bottle and pop a few pills into your mouth, swallowing them down with a generous gulp of water.
Ryan smiles, satisfied that you’ve decided to listen to advice and take the medicine.
“Atta girl…” He murmurs, a gentle tease in his tone.
You shoot him a glare at his teasing, however you can't ignore the shiver that rakes through you at his words.
“Shut up. You’re lucky I like you, or I’d punch you in the arm for being such a bossy boyfriend.” You playfully tease.
He grins at your response, his eyes sparkling with amusement, “Hey, it’s not my fault you’re too stubborn to take care of yourself when you need it. You forced my hand.” He shrugs his shoulders innocently as he glances at the clock on the station wall.
“Whatever, just keep massaging my shoulders.” You jokingly huff, pouting a little at his comment. You know that he’s right, but you’re not gonna admit it.
He rolls his eyes at your stubbornness, but he can see the hint of a smile tugging at your lips.
He dramatically sighs and spins you around in your chair to resume the massage. Ryan's fingers once again begin to work their magic on your tense back and shoulders; the pain slowly ebbing away under his skilled touch.
The combination of the medicine and the massage is working wonders for your pain. The worst of the cramps are fading and you’re starting to feel more like yourself.
You close your eyes, a soft sigh escaping your lips as the last of the tension leaves your muscles.
He continues until he can feel your body completely relax beneath his touch, the tension in your muscles finally gone. He knows the pain is still there, but at least it’s been eased enough for you to focus a little better.
Gently, he pats your back signaling that he’s done.
You make a mumbled noise of protest, already missing the feeling of his hands on your skin. It felt so good, you could have easily dozed off like that. You turn around to face him, a hint of a pout on your lips.
“Why’d you stop?” You ask, your voice a little whiny.
Ryan chuckles, amused by your reaction. It’s adorable how clingy you get when you’re relaxed.
“Because it’s time for us to go home.” He replies, tucking a strand of your (h/c) behind your ear.
Your pouting expression turns into one of relief, the thought of being able to collapse into bed--Your own bed--At this point it could make you cry tears of relief.
“Thank god," You say, a slight yawn escaping your lips as you stretch your limbs. "I just wanna go home and snuggle with you.”
Ryan's lips curl into a grin at your words, his heart swelling at the thought of cuddling with you in bed.
“Sounds like a plan to me. Now c’mon, let’s get home.” He says, holding out his hand to help you up from the chair.
You take his hand, appreciating the support as you get up from the chair. Your body feels a little shaky, the day’s exhaustion catching up to you now that the pain has eased a little. Carefully, you two make your way through the station and out to the parking lot.
As you approach the car, he can see that you’re starting to look tired, your pace a little slower than usual. He keeps a steadying hand on your lower back, not trusting you to walk straight on your own.
Ryan opens the passenger seat door for you, waiting until you’re settled in before closing it and walking around to the driver’s side.
He gets in the driver's seat and starts the car, glancing over at you as he does so. He can see the exhaustion on your face, the dark circles under your eyes, and the slight shine of sweat on your face.
You settle into the passenger seat, leaning back against the headrest and closing your eyes. You’re completely exhausted, the day’s events taking a toll on both your body and mind.
You let out a soft sigh, your head lolling to the side, resting against the cool glass of the window.
Ryan reaches over, gently squeezing your thigh before shifting the car into gear and pulling out of the station's parking lot.
You crack your eyes open at the touch of his hand, a quiet breath escapes your lips as you feel his fingers on your skin. It’s a reassuring, familiar touch, one that never fails to make you feel safe and cared for.
You place your hand over his, intertwining your fingers as you watch the scenery outside the window pass by.
He glances over at you from the corner of his eye, a soft smile forming on his lips as he feels your hand wrap around his. He squeezes your hand gently, his touch a silent reassurance that he’s there, that he’s always there.
He continues to drive, maneuvering through the quiet city streets until you guys finally arrive at your house.
You blink your eyes open as you feel the car come to a stop, you must have dozed off a little during the drive.
Sitting up a little straighter, you yawn and stretch your muscles as the passenger door opens and Ryan reaches out his hand to help you out of the car. He keeps his grip steady and firm as he makes sure you don’t stumble on your way to the front door.
Once inside, he leads you straight to the bedroom.
You follow him quietly, too tired to protest his overprotectiveness. You slump onto the bed as soon as you reach the bedroom, collapsing onto the soft mattress with a loud dramatic moan of relief.
“I’ll go grab your heating pad.” He smiles at your dramatic display, chuckling softly as he watches you sprawl out on the bed.
You raise your head up, calling out to Ryan, “It’s under the bathroom—”
“Sink. I know, baby.”
He returns a few minutes later with the heating pad in one hand and a cold bottle of water in the other.
“Here, these should help some.” You take the heating pad, place it against your belly, and sigh as the comforting warmth seeps into your skin.
You close your eyes, sinking into the bed as the pain starts to ease again. The combination of the heating pad and the ibuprofen working wonders for your pain.
You feel the mattress dip as Ryan settles in next to you, his body heat a reassuring presence at your side.
He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him until your head is resting on his chest. He can feel your body relax as you lean into his embrace, the tension in your muscles slowly fading away.
He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, his fingers running through your (h/c) hair as he holds you close.
You hum contentedly as Ryan holds you. The feel of his chest beneath you and the sound of his heart beating in your ear is familiar and soothing.
You snuggle closer to him, nuzzling your face closer into his chest as you feel your eyes droop with exhaustion, “...so thankful for you, Ry.”
He trails his fingers down your spine, massaging gentle circles into your skin.
“I’m thankful for you too, (y/n). Now, get some rest…you’ll feel better in the morning.”
You respond with a mumbled noise of acknowledgment, your mind already drifting into the realm of sleep. You nestle closer to him, your limbs wrapping around him like a koala as you let yourself finally fall asleep.
Ryan smiles to himself as he feels you relax completely, your body boneless and limp against his chest. He continues to hold you close, his fingers rubbing gentle circles on your back as he watches you sleep. His own eyes growing heavy with exhaustion.
Lol this is my new first🥹 getting 0 notes on this in 24 hours, but I wanna say, please read this🥹 it's a new character from not very famous fandom, but I think I did a good job, I like it. I'd like any feedback from anyone.
Btw if you haven't seen Station 19 I'd highly recommend it, Ryan's character is from there. I also pictured him as a Nash Morgan from the Knickemout book series.
It's not a long piece, even if you'd read it to do me a favor, I'll be very thankful
And if there's someone who would like to request something with Ryan Tanner, my inbox is open!
I don't know if something like this will have success, but I'm currently head over heels for Knockemout men, from the Knockemout series by Lucy Score. And I'm just a bit from writing something with Nash Morgan myself, because that man, just wow.
But I'm wondering if literally anyone would read that, idk if people who read actual books would read stuff on here, lol.
If not Nash Morgan, I see him as Ryan Tanner from Station 19, guess that maybe could have more readers?
I know I am active mainly in the BO fandom, but I'd like to expand that, but also don't want to throw off you that are here for the BO content. But also don't really want to do a sideblog, I like to have everything in one place.
