#shadows cod

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Heyheyhey!! Do you write for Graves? If so, can you do brattamer!Graves or just really cocky attitude with a stubborn reader?

Leaving coin as payment🪙🪙🪙

- cowgirl anon

HI COWGIRL ANONNNN

I'll put a downpayment on a house with those.

He's been ridiculously busy all week. meetings upon meeting, complications in his work, leaving little time for you. He always apologized, pressing kisses to your forehead, promising to make time this weekend. Well, this weekend came, just to find out he's going out with some of his shadows to the bar, asking you to come with. With his line of work, any time is better than none, so you agree. You dress pretty, him in a button up with his jeans and a belt. He whistles lowly when you walk down the stairs.

"Lookin goddamn gorgeous, sugar" He smirks, not so discreetly looking at your ass.

You roll your eyes, throwing him a teasingly annoyed look.

"Yeah yeah, lets go see your boyfriends" You joke, opening the door and walking out.

He chuckles and closes the door, locking it, before turning around and slapping your ass.

"No boyfriends here, you're a handful enough", grinning at your scowl.

The ride to the bar is short, given it's only a couple miles away. The music blasts as you walk in, some dinky ass country music playing, definitely a cover. He spots his shadows pretty quickly, placing his arm around your waist and pulling you with him. You've met them before, given that Phillip wouldn't shut the fuck up about you to his boys. They greet you with a hug, settling into a booth. Most of the time there goes by slowly, bored as hell while he chats away with them.

The time away from him is hard enough, but having very little time with him while he is home is somehow worse. He promised you'd have time together this weekend, and maybe you're reacting prematurely, but who the hell cares? You're entitled to being a little pissed at the lack of attention you're getting.

"I'm gonna go get a drink" You mumble to him, rolling your eyes, not bothering to wait for a response.

He shoots you a puzzled look at your sass and watches you walk away.

"Trouble in paradise?" One of the guys asks, holding back a laugh.

"Not that I can tell. Then again how the hell am I supposed to know, she's been tense all week." He shrugs downing his whiskey.

"Has she been distant or somethin? "

"Nah I've been busy, barely had time to notice."

The boys look at each other, blank stares, dumbfounded by how stupid their commander sounds.

"Have ya considered maybe that's the problem?" One asks.

"Yeah, weren't we all gone for about 3 months?"

Graves stares at him before wiping his face with his hand, lookin at you at the bar.

"Aw shit. I'll catch y'all boys later, alright? Got some makin up to do" He sets a 20 on the table and walks over to you, hands gripping your hips from behind, neck resting on your shoulder.

"Wanna get outta here, darlin?" He says into your ear.

"Why? Finally bored?" You deadpan, not even looking at him, rolling your eyes.

"C'mon baby, ya miss me, don't ya?" He kisses your neck.

"I'm good here, go back to your boys. I'll find something to do that's actually worth my time" You grumble, trying to move out of his grasp but he pulls you back into him.

"Don't do that" He warns, but you ignore him, still trying to move. He grips you tighter, causing you to whimper. The music covers your noises so no one else hears you, but he does. "Don't, do that." He grumbles.

"What? Been sooo busy all week, and now you wanna talk to me? Nice try, Phillip" You retort, moving yourself out of his arms, walking towards the bathroom.

"You're so fucked, darlin" He whispers to himself, following you, ignoring the looks from other people coming out.

He pushes you to the wall in the hallway where no one can see you two.

"What the hell?" You squeal, breath heaving.

"You tryna get yourself in trouble, hm?" He questions, daring you to try him, "What happened to bein a good girl f'r me?"

"Oh don't even. You've been ignoring me all week and the second you get time, we come see other people. They've seen you for months and I haven't, but oh yeah let's go fuckin see them" You growl at him.

"Been ignorin ya too much, huh?" He asks condescendingly, cupping your pussy through your clothes.

The contact causes your breath to hitch, the lack of contact from him betraying you.

"Oh fuck you-"

"That's the plan darlin, now you better walk yer ass outta here all politely, no backtalk, or so help me God I'm bending you over in front of my boys and takin you to show how needy ya fuckin are"