#takers

[shattered-sky]

Hayden in a white tank top 🤍

[ssztar]

Warnings/notes: Aj, multiple orgasms, different positions, cowgirl, doggy, spooning, breast play, clit play, FREAKY. Guys, I hardly see Aj fics!

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You were waiting outside of your car, watching the gates, anxiously. Today, Aj was getting released from prison. It’s been 8 months since you’ve last been able to touch him, hold him. You visited as often as you could’ve, but it wasn’t enough.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard the gates open, and revealed Aj walking out. He looked the same, maybe some more tattoos, buffer.

You squealed and ran over to him, excitedly. He dropped his bag on the floor and opened his arms for you, that smug smirk on his face. You hugged him tightly, and he lifted you up, his hands on your thighs.

He pressed his lips against yours, groaning. “Fuck.. it feels so good to hold you again..” he said between kisses, holding you tightly against him.

You kissed him back, your arms wrapped around his neck. “I missed you..” you pouted, pulling away from the kiss to catch your breath.

He held you with one arm, the other picking up his bag before walking to the car. “Missed you more.. more than you could imagine.” He said. He set you down, tossing his bag in the backseat before getting in the driver seat, you in the passenger seat.

You got home pretty quickly. The second the doors shut, he pushed you against the wall, his lips against yours. You kissed him back, both of you desperately stripping each other clothes off.

Once you were just in your panties, and he was in his boxers, he carried you up the stairs, but he was so desperate he suddenly stopped, making you confused.

“Gonna fuck you right here..” he muttered, bending over the steps, and you didn’t complain. You were just as desperate for him as he was for you. He pushed your lacy panties to the side, throwing his boxers somewhere down the stairs.

He immediately entered you, pushing in slowly. You moaned, your eyes rolling back as he filled you up. His head fell back against his shoulders, biting his lip.

He immediately started to move his hips, thrusting into you at a hard pace. You gripped onto the stairs for support as he gave you CRAZY backshots.

He held your hips, slapping your ass. “Missed this pussy..” he said, not slowing his thrusts. Your mouth hung open, groaning loudly as your pussy clenched around him, making him groan.

His thrusts got faster, knowing you were close to the edge. One had remained on your hip, while the other grabbed you by your hair, pulling your head back. “Gonna cum for me, sweetheart?” He asked.

You could only mumble, hardly being able to speak. You felt like your brain was melting. When you didn’t reply, he slowed his thrusts. “Answer me.” He demanded.

You gasped when he slowed down, whining. “M’gonna cum.. please..” “please what?” He taunted. “Let me cum..” you begged.

He immediately started to thrust fast and hard again, almost knocking the wind out of you. You moaned loudly as you came around his cock, your moans echoing through the house.

He continued for a few moments before pulling out, jerking himself off as his cum shot out onto your ass. “Fuck…” he groaned, giving your thigh a smack before picking you up again. “We’re not done.”

Once you entered your room, he tossed you onto the bed. “Get on your side.” He demanded. You did as you were told, turning onto your side. He came up behind you, spooning you.

He grabbed your knee and held your leg over his hip, keeping you spread open while his other arm wrapped around your waist, holding you close.

He entered you from behind again, your head falling back against his chest. He started to thrust again, his arm keeping you in place.

You moaned softly, your hand intertwining with his. He started to trust slowly at first, kissing the shell of your ear. “Good girl..” he muttered, before he started to speed up,

Your moans got louder, your thighs twitching, but he held her open. “Cmon, princess.. be a good girl.” He said, giving your clit a slap, a loud moan escaping from your mouth,

He started to rub your clit nice and fast, wanting you to cum again. You whined loudly, crying out in pleasure. “Aj!”

He continued to rub your clit, his thrusts even harder and faster after hearing her moan his name. “Say my name again. Now, or I’ll stop.”

“Aj..” you moaned, your brain going fuzzy as you felt your orgasm approaching. He slapped your clit again. “Cum f’me.” He said.

You immediately obeyed, cumming around his cock for the second time. You went non verbal, your mouth agape. This time, he came inside you, his thrusts slowing. “That’s my girl.. cumming so nicely for me.” he grunted.

He stayed inside you for a few moments, panting softly before pulling out. He turned onto his back, pulling you on top of him.

“Wanna ride me, baby?” He asked, pressing his lips against yours, making out with you as his hands ran all over your body. You nodded, sinking down onto his cock. You immediately started to move, bouncing on his cock.

He groaned, smacking your ass before grabbing your hips, helping guide your movements. “That’s it..” he said.

Your breasts bounced in his face with each bounce, making him grab and suck on your nipples. “These are mine, aren’t they?” He asked, leaving a few hickeys on your skin. You nodded, panting heavily as you rode him. “Y-Yes..” she moaned, her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

His hands moved back down to your hips, leaning back against the headboard. You bounced even faster, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. You squirted around his cock, making a mess on his lap and the bed, mumbling words and moaning incoherently, collapsing on top of him.

He came inside you once again, whimpering. He wrapped his arms around you when you collapsed on top of him. “It’s okay.. you’re okay.” He said, rubbing your back soothingly. He pulled out of you, still holding you. “You’re my good girl, y’know that?” He asked, kissing your forehead. You hummed, burying your face in his neck.

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Authors note: GUYSS this is my freakiest work yet. I hope you enjoyed..

[hearts4sammonroe]

KINKTOBER Work 8

pairing: babydaddy!aj x f!reader

summary: being alone with your baby daddy that you despise on halloween… well, it can’t result in anything else but some good hatefucking.

a/n: Minnie helped with the idea! :) also this is Minnie’s Aj trope so creds to her <333

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“Bye, have fun!” You tell your giggling children as they head down the porch steps along with Gordon’s kids.

“Don’t talk to weirdos.” Aj reminds, waving at your kids before shutting the door like it was his own house. Well, it was at one time. But that’s not the point. Ever since you guys split, you can’t go a day without arguing. You don’t do it in front of the kids, but you’ll find a way to argue every time you see him. He’s just such an asshole.

“You can leave, too.” You huff, going back to baking the special Halloween treats for the kids.

“Where’s the fun in that? I’m staying here until they get back.” Aj smirks, adjusting his fedora before sitting down on a kitchen chair. That stupid fucking fedora. Just looking at it pisses you off sometimes. Looking at how hot he is in it, really. How he can pull it off.

“Why?” You try to hold back your groan. You can’t even look at him right now.

“Gotta make sure they get back safe.”

“They’re with Gordon. You know they’re safe.”

“Then, I’m gonna steal their candy.”

“Aj.”

“Fine, I wanted to stay and aggravate you.” He shrugs.

“I have things to do.” You say sternly.

“Last time you said that, you were riding me within the next ten minutes.” Aj scoffs, trying to suppress a smirk.

“Fuck you.” You say, flipping him off while walking away to the living room.

“That’s exactly what you did.” Aj mutters under his breath.

He was right. Like fucking always unfortunately. In the next ten minutes, just like last time, he was unclasping your bra on your bed. He tossed the bra, both you having no clue where it landed while he goes on to cup your breasts and fondle them. “Missed these so fuckin’ much.”

“Don’t cum in your pants already.” You try to insult, but you’re too wet to be talking shit.

“Don’t cum the second I touch you, I can feel you soaking through your panties.” Aj says, always snapping back smoothly. His lips immediately attach to your neck, suckling a hickey before moving to your nipples. That’s his biggest turn on — hickeys. You constantly had to cover them when you were together.

When his lips finally made their way to your panties, he sat up. “You know I’d eat this pretty pussy for hours, but I need you on my cock.” He says, tugging your panties down your legs before throwing them onto the floor.

“Hurry up.” You complain, trying to hide the neediness in your voice.

“Hush, I am.” Aj says, pulling his cock out of his pants and spitting on it, running it through your folds.

“Don’t tell me to—“ your words dissolved into a long, pretty moan. Music to his ears.

“Sounds like you already did.” He snickers, wrapping your leg around his waist.

“You should’ve put on a condom, you asshole.” You said, trying to keep arguing as your pussy clenched around him, sucking him in deeper.

“You like it raw. No, actually, you love it.” He reminds, letting his cock hit your g spot. His cock fit perfectly inside of you. Always has, always will, you can’t deny that. “Jesus, baby, listen to that. You hear how soaked you are?”

It was embarrassing. You were fucking drenched. You could hear it, and he could definitely feel it. He makes you wet, even when you’re really fucking angry with him. “I thought you were mad at me, what happened? This sweet little pussy is dripping on me.”

“Fuck you.” You say, yet it came out as a whimper, unintentionally feeding into his stupid ego.

“Oh, is that all you have to say?” He fake frowns, fucking you harder and faster. “Cat got your tongue, again?”

“You’re such a fucking… ah… dick. This is the only thing that saves you.” You say, half-angrily. You were angry at him, still, but also angry at yourself for being so desperate for his cock.

“Sure, you tell yourself that.” Aj smiles, hand drifting down to play with your clit. He loved getting reactions out of you, whether it was pleasure or anger, you looked hot to him either way.

After a moment, you both needed a better position. Your favorite position together, doggy style. “Turn around.” He pants, and you immediately knew what to do. When he entered you again, you both moaned. God, it was the best.

His hands gripped your hips and he started pounding you again. You gripped the pillow tight, grinding back onto him just as eagerly. Neither of you could argue at this point, too lost in pleasure and arousal. Only your rough movements was the way to express your anger. Both of you just fucking onto each other roughly.

“So creamy, only for me.” Aj says cockily, admiring the way your cream dripped onto him, then slapping your ass.

“Nuh-uh.” You try to think of something else, but you couldn’t. The only thing running through your mind was how deep he was inside of you, and how fucking good it felt.

“You want me to put another baby in you? Huh? Want me to fuckin’ breed you again?” Aj asks, his hips stuttering even with his fast pace.

You shook your head, muffling a “no” into the pillow. He knew what you said, and it made him grin.

“Then why’d your pussy clench around me when I said that?”

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[cutestcouch]

⛧ October 3rd — AJ. Fuck you

A oneshot ,, kinktober day I ⋆˚꩜.

Babydaddy!Aj x Reader

Warning! Contains: Mirror sex, hate sex, choking, spanking, unprotected sex, cum smearing, vulgar language .

Co-parenting was a good settlement in court sure, but the absolute worst part of it was having to see his face— frequently. You would think that after all of this he’d be more reserved.. but this is Aj we’re talking about- your expectations for him were too high.

This was the absolute worst case scenario for you— Aj had no reason to come over for Halloween and yet here he was in all of his.. glory. But the kids were happy, so you just had to suck it up and keep your composure.

‘Mama can you put some of that pink stuff on my eyelids please?’ Gigi looked up at you from her spot on the stool, wearing this strawberry shortcake costume that she BEGGED you for.

You went into your vanity and got the eyeshadow pallet, opening it and letting her choose which shade of pink she wanted. Her little face contemplated before picking the shade “cinder rose”,, and it definitely went with her costume.

‘Okay baby.. hold still’ gingerly lifting her chin with your fingers, carefully swiping the applicator on her little eyelids. Watching them flutter as she tried to keep them closed for you.

‘All done! You’re practically her twin baby’ Gigi giggles, big blue eyes staring into yours.. she was nearly his clone. ‘Thank you mama!’ She fixed her berry shaped hat, running out of the bathroom.

Turning on your heel to exit into the open area, you adjusted your shirt— you weren’t wearing anything special.. just pajamas. Thankfully the kids were going trick or treating with Jake and lily’s kids, so that would keep them entertained for a couple hours.

The smell of the cookies you baked lingered,, which were made for the kids specifically. But who did you see standing over them with a few missing? Aj that’s who.

‘Those aren’t for you’ you smacked the back of his head, knocking the fedora off. ‘So stop eating them.’ Swiftly placing them into a plastic container and sealing the lid, storing it away in the microwave until later.

He just scoffed, picking up his hat and dusting it off. ‘They aren’t gonna eat all of these cookies anyway, you made enough to feed a whole first grade classroom.’ His taller stature looking down at yours from his spot against the counter.

‘Well if I did you wouldn’t have any regardless, don’t let me catching you eating these again or it’s your ass.’ Holding your finger up to him before leaving the kitchen, not without giving him a look of course.

Aj rolled his eyes, he didn’t take your threat seriously of course— he never did.

The kids were sitting on the grey sectional, watching whatever was playing on the tv. Cute homemade buckets by the door, ready to be filled to the brim with candy.

Scott sat on the couch with two cookies, he was supposed to be Batman— but he lost the little mask after opening it a week early when you told him not to, so now he has to wear it anyway. And Gigi stood by the windows, showing off the entirety of New York.

Aj walked in behind you, checking his phone. ‘Jake’s on the way to get you guys’ he glanced over to see you with the camera already, you did this every year without fail on EVERY holiday. Pictures were mandatory.

‘Okay come and stand here please’ watching them nearly trip over eachother to get there, they loved pictures— well Gigi did atleast. Standing side by side and waiting for your directions, Scott picked at his cape.

You strolled over and crouched, fixing their attire. Aj leaned against the couch, watching with a smile as you fussed over them.

Taking pictures took no time at all, and soon enough the kids had grabbed their little buckets and left with Jake.. which now left you and him all alone.

This is what you hated, being with him in complete silence. Being in his presence was enough to piss you off— and you had let it show on your face too.

‘What you got an attitude already?’ Aj lit himself a cigarette, glancing at you again. ‘Don’t start all that bitching that you do, cause I haven’t done anything.’

Scoffing, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. ‘You haven’t done anything? That sounds about right, I mean how surprising you find time to make for your kids now huh? Cause you couldn’t at first.’

‘That’s not fuckin’ true and you know it, yes I was working and doing heists but I always made time.’ He was standing directly in front of you now, obviously pissed.

‘Now you’re making time, doesn’t change the fact that you were shitty and inconsistent. Couldn’t juggle being a criminal and having a family—‘ Aj cuts you off instantly ‘that’s bullshit and you know it!’

Argue, argue, argue. That’s all you two ever did, when the kids weren’t around of course. Anything that came out of either of you was deliberately in spite to aggravate the other. It was like a never ending cycle, why talk it out when you can argue right?

No matter when— it always ends up going room to room, if one walks away the other will follow. Because both of you have the mindset that you just need to have the last word. You aren’t right if you don’t get the last say, no? Who really won the argument if not..

It had only been ten minutes! And the conversation— if you would even call it that. Had trailed into the bedroom, since Aj followed you the entire way.

‘You’re not bullshitting anybody you know that right?’ You had turned away from him by this point, mindlessly putting things away. Aj always makes this specific expression when he wants you to believe him. And you damn sure didn’t wanna see it.

‘What- you think I’m just bullshitting all the time then?? Are you hearing yourself right now??’ From the sound of him he was beyond frustrated,, he just couldn’t win when it came to you.

You didn’t even respond, even though you started it— you were tired of arguing. How else can you aggravate him? By making him feel like he’s talking to a wall by not acknowledging his words.

‘So you just can’t talk now huh? Look at me when I’m talking to you.’ His hand reaching out for the back of your neck, wrapping around it to forcefully turn your head to face him.

‘You know I don’t like that attitude shit, you started this remember?’ Attempting to pull away but his grip was firm, gaze glued on you. Fingers digging into the skin, blue eyes filled with exasperation.

His hand wrapped around your hip, pressing into the soft skin there and pulling you in. Your proximities were so close that his breath fanned onto your face,, painfully aware of every inch of him touching you.

‘I’m not in the fucking mood for your games Anthony, let me go.’ You resisted him every time, even though you didn’t want to. But you were pissed this time, so it was a tad bit different.

Aj leaned in closer to your face, just inches from your lips. ‘You’re not in the mood huh? What, need me to fuck this attitude out of you? Maybe then you’ll act right.’ His tone was low and so sexy, in just the way you liked it.

And just that fast, you were bent over on the dresser. ‘Anthony—‘ swiftly cut off by a harsh smack on your ass, eliciting a whine.

‘Be quiet. What I did I tell you about that mouth of yours hm?’ He pressed up against your ass, making sure that you felt it. ‘You feel that? I know you do.’ The next sound you heard was the loud sound of him ripping your panties.

‘Stop ripping my stuff!’ You huffed out, squirming underneath him- chest pressed into the dark mahogany of the dresser. The coldness of it a distinction to the heat radiating from you.

He leaned over, nearly his whole front pressed into your back. Taking his fingers and grabbing the fat of your ass, squeezing and kneading at it. ‘You know you missed this shit baby, if you wanted it you should’ve said so. No reason being such a bitch.’

Aj snaked his hand around to your face, shoving two digits into your mouth. Middle and ring finger pressing down onto your tongue,, getting them nice and wet. ‘That’s right.. that’s one thing you’re good for.’

Aj smirked as he withdrew his fingers from your mouth, watching the strand of saliva connect them to your lips. He brought his glistening fingers to his own mouth, making a show of licking them clean.

His other hand gripped your hip harder, pulling your ass back against his crotch. You could feel him, hard and ready through the thin fabric of his slacks. The heat of him seeping through to your skin.

‘Pretty sight ain’t it baby?’ ,, the smugness in his voice was obvious. He always knew when to try and fuck with you, and seeing your expression- he knew you weren’t too happy at the moment. Or you pretended not to be atleast.

‘Not with you behind me it’s not’ you scoffed, catching his eye in the mirror. His fingers working between your legs, ‘always gotta be a bitch huh?’ Hand grabbing the fat of your thigh, ‘spread em.’ His voice sounded, and in return you defiantly did not.

His hand cracked down on your ass, delivering a harsh slap to the soft skin. Aj’s foot ended up kicking your legs apart, jostling you against the dresser slightly. ‘If think I care about this little attitude thing you have going on, you gotta get your shit right.’

‘Oh fuck you Anthony, I don’t— fuck-‘ Aj promptly cut you off, fingers sinking into your hole. He snickered behind you, ‘You’re such a wannabe.. stop complaining, you know you want this just as bad.’

The digits pumped in and out of you, steadily stretching you out. ‘Jesus fuck you’re tight, been saving this pussy for little ole me?’ The smugness in his voice was SO obvious, his ego grows by the minute.

‘Shut your mouth— Nngh..’ you tried to talk back but he was right, but you weren’t saving yourself. You just haven’t had time to do anything, which you didn’t want to. So maybe he was right..

‘Cmon baby you know I’m right, cmon don’t you feel how wet you are already? Just admit you missed this..’ Speeding up his fingers and scissoring them, stretching you out perfectly— just the way you liked it.

Your head had dropped down to the dresser, face pressing into the cold wood before getting snatched back. ‘Keep your head up.’ Aj firmly stated,, ‘watch yourself.’ Hand tightly gripping a fistfull of hair.

You watched yourself in the mirror, hair already messed up. Mouth falling open and softly moaning, the sound of his fingers working you up filling the room. ‘Fuck..’ ,, they were hitting that spot just right.

‘You close baby? Already?’ Aj chuckled, free hand letting your hair go to grip at your thigh. He noticed your noises getting louder, and just when he felt you jolt— his fingers quickly withdrew. You immediately scoffed, wiggling your hips. ‘Stop fucking with me.’

‘I haven’t even started..’ his eyes met yours in the mirror, belt buckle filling the silence as he undid it. Watching him slightly shift to pull his pants down just enough. Aj spat in his hand, giving himself a few slow strokes.

‘Stop fuckin movin..’ ,, free hand slapping your ass and grabbing it. ‘I’m about to give it to you, so quit all that squirmin.’ He lined himself up with you— the tip nudging your needy hole, eliciting a whine from you.

‘Not so fucking smart now are you?’ Hips impatiently thrusting forward, burying himself completely. Aj grunted as he hilted inside you, his thick cock stretching you open and hitting your cervix. He gripped your hips with bruising force, fingers sinking into the soft flesh.

‘Jesus fuckkkk—‘ you let out, watching your expressions in the mirror with lidded eyes. Fingers gripping the edge of the dresser for dear life, legs just barely holding your weight.

‘That’s it, feels good when you’re not fighting it huh?’ His hips rocked steadily into you, dragging in and out of you just enough— but not as fast as you’d prefer. He’s fucking with you.

‘God you’re still so damn tight..’ he groaned behind you, hand going to grab the back of your neck. His eyes looked back at yours in the mirror, seeing how you could barely keep them open.

His face leaned down into the crook of your neck,, kissing down the skin. Harshly biting down into the soft area, holding you still even as you jolted. ‘Mmph.. fuck’ ,, a moan breathily exiting your mouth. You had let your head drop, hanging low and eyes squeezed shut.

‘Hey, what the fuck did I tell you?’ He harshly smacked your ass, pulling you back roughly by your hair. ‘Watch yourself.’ Observing in satisfaction as you took in your disheveled appearance. Messy hair, puffy lips from the constant biting— eyes red rimmed.

‘Damnit Anthony.. fuck..’ you whined out,, his cock steadily abusing your weeping hole. Aj felt his ego swell up at the sheer sound of you, God he loved to get his way. ‘Mhm.. I know it’s good.’

His rhythm increased, roughly fucking into your sopping cunt. Your sounds got louder, just barely looking at your pitiful reflection in the mirror. Aj’s snaked around your front to wrap around your throat— pulling you back against his chest and forcing an arch.

‘Mmph.. shit..’ heavily exhaling against his chest, his hand tightening around your throat- cutting off just enough air to make your head fuzzy. He picked up the pace, hitting your cervix after every stroke.

‘Jesus you’re so fuckin wet.. just sucking me in’ the sound of skin slapping and your moans filled up the room, you were so close and he knew it. Hand slipping back to force your face back into the mirror, eyes lidded and teary. Moans spilling from your mouth.

‘Im— fuck..’ whining as he went faster, hand in your hair so unbelievably tight. Thighs trembling as the pleasure in your abdomen increased, breathes getting quicker and quicker.

‘Anthony I’m- I’m- I’m—‘ words crumbling off into a broken moan, body stiffening up in his grip. Aj groaned into your ear,, hips stuttering up into you. He shuttered against your back, spilling into you with a moan.

The hand that he had in your hair finally loosened up,, and dropped all together. Aj ran his fingers through his sweaty hair, sighing. ‘You see how good things can be when you aren’t being such a fuckin’ cunt?’

Pulling himself out slightly to watch your combined essence ooze out, trailing the tip to smear it over your weeping hole. ‘I mean prime example baby..’ slapping the tip against the cleft of your ass, smearing his cum over it.

Scoffing and leaning up slightly, watching his smug expression in the mirror. ‘Fuck you.’

‘I just did.’

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IM SO SORRY about how late this is! This is genuinely the longest thing I’ve ever written. This is genuinely my first full length smutty work since July 1st so I’m really sorry if it isn’t as good, I’m gonna get back into it. I’m really rusty, thank you SO much for reading! NOT COMPLETELY PROOFREAD! I skimmed over and got the obvious errors :)

Hopefully day 2 isn’t as late as this one was haha…

[spider-mann]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as AJ

— Takers (2010)

[theladykassia]

𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓹 𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮

AJ is assigned on yet another undercover mission, this time partnered up with the only female of 'Takers', and tension is higher than her red heels. | Smut.

Just know that my stripper theme would be Strip Tease by Danity Kane & my name would be Stardust or Nova.

After months of unsuccessfully tracking one of the wealthiest motherfuckers on the continent, Gordon got a tip that led them here, a place that can only be described as sinful.

The music is booming through the club, almost as loud as the pounding of her heart. Walking in heels has never been a problem, but walking in AJ's direction with so little clothing is a different story. Here they are, in the hottest strip club on Manhattan, and they're undercover... Again. She's not a stranger to this game, as a part of Takers she has lived many lives, a bride shopping for wedding rings, a caterer at a fancy event, a fake hostage at a bank, and now a stripper, another persona to get what they want.

She usually prefers straight-to-the-point jobs, the ones where they rob a bank or a diamond shop. But a little birdy told them that Mr. Jefferson loves to visit this particular Strip Club, that he gets a dance by the same woman every time and then gets his nose all powdery white in the backrooms, right before the club closes. After all that, he does his not so legal trading, which is exactly how Takers will get to him.

She dances under AJ's watchful eye, movements fluid and natural as if she was dancing alone, discreetly scanning the location until she confirms the target is in the building. Jake is at the bar, Jesse is chatting up a stripper, John is playing poker, and Gordon will enter the club later, acting the part of a man who wants to trade with Jefferson.

The plan was meticulously crafted, foolproof really. For the time being, they just had to blend in.

When the idea came up at the headquarters, AJ was quick to offer himself as the lad who would assist and protect her, talking about how they couldn't compromise the safety of their mission blah blah— it was utter bullshit and everybody knew it, but they still agreed to it, amused.

As the song changes, she walks with purpose and intent, not allowing AJ's unwavering gaze to shatter her confidence.

It's not that they hate each other, but both have strong personalities that usually collide. Frankly, it's no wonder they're so good at what they do, even if they're a little arrogant. The rest of the gang simply let them be, entertained by their competitive relationship, betting on who they think will succumb to temptation first.

AJ offers a lopsided grin, asshole throwing a couple of bucks at her under the excuse of blending in, of course, she knows he's acting like this to get on her nerves. Doing her best to not smack him on the face, she throws a leg over his shoulder, long heel resting next to his face. It looks like a seductive invitation to the untrained eye, but he can read between the lines, 'mess with me and I'm shoving this heel up your-'

“Hm.” He shifted slightly, his blue eyes admiring every inch of exposed flesh, from her leg to her face. The sweet smell of her lotion and perfume were arousing, to say the least. The fluid movements of her body reminded him of a sensual goddess, and she had successfully lured him. “You're quite a natural,” he compliments, but there's no hiding the amusement in his tone. “Hate to admit that I almost like you better like this sugar.”

She changed up her position, this time grinding against him, nearly wiping his smug expression when she teasingly rubbed her chest against his face. AJ isn't blind to her beauty or how he responds to it, and in the end he's just a man.

She speaks again. “Careful sugar,” she warns, the feigned sweetness in her voice is merely just an act. “Or the next bomb you work on will mysteriously go off in your hands.”

“Ouch.” AJ brings a hand to his chest. Ohh, she was so entertaining, always quick with the comments. He'd be lying if he said he doesn't appreciate her quick wit. AJ shakes his head in amusement, a rich, pleasant laugh coming out of him. “Please, you'd miss me too much,” he leans back, allowing her to move freely against him. Usually she was quite normal about him, especially because she knows the reputation he has with women—a real flirt—who would only love on you once. But something about him, man... “Besides, you appreciate my real skills and craftsmanship, ain't nobody making a bomb like me, baby. You trust me with your life.”

“Doesn't mean that I like ya'.” She huffed.

All the guys from the gang are real easy on the eyes, but it takes more than that to catch her attention... However, this is the first time that she's close enough to stare right back at AJ's eyes, deep and blue, with plenty of mysteries to uncover. Close enough to breathe in the expensive cologne he always uses, mixed up with the minty scent of his breath. He's sexy as hell and it's pissing her off.

AJ smirked. “See I think you're enjoying this a little too much, baby, just look at you.”

They were both professionals, but the close contact and intense gazes between them were starting to blur the lines, rightfully so.

“From my point of view you're the one who's enjoying this.” She bit her lip, grinding closer to him when she felt him twitching. “Already excited?” She taunts. “Sorry sugar... You'll have to settle for someone else,” she sighs, offering a look of feigned pity. “I can't help you with your little predicament, we're on a mission, remember?”

AJ let out a low, confident laugh, not even fazed by her little display, he actually loves it. “Right, the mission... Yeah, that's cute.”

Her brows lifted, puzzled enough to not notice his hands on her waist—or maybe she just doesn't care. “What is?”

“Oh you know,” he gave her one of his signature smirks, charming and just the right amount of cocky. “Actin' like I'm not going to fuck you tonight. See there are three things I know will happen at the end of this song.” He began counting. “One, our piggy bank will move to the VIP rooms, which means we'll follow and make sure he doesn't get out. Two, you're a tease, of course you'll keep dancing f'me.”

She rolled her eyes, looking away for a moment. “Gordon's in the building.” She announced before getting back to the rather entertaining conversation she was having. “What about number three, hotshot? You haven't told me yet.” She asked, breathing against his ear, intrigued.

“The boys will meet with Jefferson, take his ass to the hideout.”

“And us?” she asked, knowing exactly where this is going.

“They'll continue the mission, whereas you and I,” he drawled sensually, “will be fucking.”

Rolling her eyes she continues to dance, slapping his hands when he touches her ass. “How romantic of you, truly, a man after my heart.”

Just as they had planned, at the end of the song they moved to the VIP area, making sure the target was still in the building, while also keeping up appearances. As far as everybody is concerned, she's a new expensive dancer, and AJ's just a client.

She removes his fedora and puts it on, chuckling slightly as she walks a couple steps ahead. AJ rolls his eyes, it's no secret that he always wears the damn thing and that he generally doesn't like people messing with it. But seeing her walk in front of him, sensually swaying her hips while wearing that thong with the even smaller pleated skirt, causes him to forget about the hat entirely.

“Sit,” she rolled her eyes, pushing him so he's resting on the couch. She closes the curtain enough to not be seen, but that she could still peek around the corner. She also takes a moment to stare at her whatever-the-fuck AJ is. “Huh. Look at you, fitting like you're just at home.”

“I am,” he grinned, resting his arms on the backrest of the couch, short clean nails tapping the leather material. “Now it's your turn to blend in.”

“For appearance's sake,” she warned, straddling his lap once again, the familiar weight a welcomed invasion for him. He threw his head back, letting out a manly laugh that rumbled and caused another strain of tingles in her belly.

“Might as well do something with our time, then. Our guy will be in the other room for a while,” AJ suggested, coiling one of her curls before taking his fedora back. “And this, I believe belongs to me, mama.”

As the music kept pulsating she began to feel the thrill of the moment. Being undercover and dancing on AJ wasn't the worst way to spend her Saturday night, she had to admit.

“You and your stupid hats,” she mutters, getting closer. The change in his blue eyes did not go unnoticed by her, how they seemed to darken as his pupils dilated. In them she could see her own reflection and that of the neon lights on the ceiling. “I guess I do feel like playing,” she murmurs, her voice a sweet melody that seems to belong to a siren. Her hand runs over his toned chest, and despite his skin being hidden under the suit, she knew exactly where his tattoos are— fine, maybe she's more aware of him than she wanted to admit.

“That right?” he drawled, eyes sparkling with mischief. He didn't have to say it out loud, face said everything she needed to hear, 'I knew you would break', which nearly made her scoff.

She'll show him.

“Stop looking so smug about this,” the dance continued, growing more intimate as the music reached a crescendo. Her body pressed against his, her lips tantalizingly close to his ear as if sharing a naughty secret. Her breath tickled his skin, sending a shiver down his spine. “And to think I used to be a ballerina,” she sighs with a twinge of humor.

AJ's eyebrows raised in surprise, a grin spreading across his face. “A ballerina, huh?” He said, his hands tracing the curve of her waist as she moved. “No wonder you move like that.”

“Now I rob banks and cosplay strippers.”

His thumbs rubbed against her skin, feeling the muscles of her back. “Funny, but I can't for the life of me picture you with a tutu...” He paused, his eyes locking with hers. “No wonder the change of career, a bad girl like you wasn't made to follow the rules.”

She rolled her eyes, moving so close it was almost as if they were going to merge together.

“You're right, rules are boring,” she said in agreement with him. Inspired by the music and her partner's obvious erection, she decided to take his hands and drag them all over her body, stopping at her breasts. AJ's head tilts back, massaging the delicate skin of her chest in appreciation.

Moving her hips rhythmically, she changes position so that now her back is facing AJ. Feeling in control, she decides to increase the intensity and nature of her dance, unhooking her bra, playing with the straps. AJ takes a sharp breath and his hands resume their mission of caressing her body. He could feel the intensity of his own desires, burning to the point of almost hurting. He needed her. Needed to see her, to kiss her, to feel her... To take her. “Come on, baby, don’t play with me.” He groans, loving and hating every second of this sweet torture. AJ tries to stifle a moan as she turns around, her lovely breasts on display, and the tattoo on her ribs which he gently caressed, she was simply perfect. “Fuck...” he sighs, fighting the urge to grind himself against her. To rut against her like an animal in heat. “You're gorgeous, always have been.”

AJ finds himself moaning in delight when she rubs her breasts against his face, she was truly giving him the stripper special.

“See? I knew you liked me,” she mutters, her hands sliding down to work open his belt. AJ's warm tongue finds one of her nipples, brows furrowing in delight, especially when her delicate hand finds his member, pumping it a few times. Her thumb caresses the head of his dick, spreading the precum to make her job easier. AJ lets out a pleased moan, eyes heavy with desire. “Am I right?” She asked, lifting his chin to press a tantalizing kiss on his lips.

“F-fuck. Yes. Yes, I fancy you quite a bit- Fuck you're so sexy, it gets on my nerves...” He admits, big hands sliding down her body.

But before anything else can happen, she stands up, taking a step back with a knowing smirk. “What the...?” AJ opens his eyes, confused and with an unattended erection. He watches how she licks her fingers clean.

“You were right, two out of three at least.” She leaned over him, to kiss his jaw. “I'm a fucking tease... Now make yourself decent, we need to go, we still have work to do.”

AJ gave her a hard glare, although a part of him is impressed by her antics. Of course she would do something like this, it's one of the reasons why he likes her so much.

“You'll pay for this sugar,” he groaned, tucking himself back in his pants.

She shrugs, putting back on the tiny apparel that barely covered anything. “Play your cards right AJ, and you might just get lucky. Gambling has always been your thing, right?”

“That's right,” he stood up, fixing up his suit. “And I always win.”

Bow divider by enchanthings

[thesassypadawan]

Tempo (A.J. x GFReader)

Summary: You don’t know how you let Jay talk you into this, warming him all through last call and close. But here you are… Being split open, not allowed to move… Until everyone is finally gone for the night.

Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there’s sooo much of the smut. Cockwarming, riding, slight hat abuse, and… A.J.’s big, fat dick.

Notes: I would love to hear what all you, lovelies, think! If you would like to see more of A.J.! If so...I already have so many other ideas in mind! ❤️

- A small whine escapes you and you wiggle impatiently on his lap, “Jaaay.” That is until you’re pressed against the keybed, hard enough to make you settle again… at least for the moment.

- It seems like you’ve been sitting here for hours. Listening to him play the piano, while he nurses drink after drink and splits you open with his massive cock. “Sssh, it’s all right…just feel the tempo, doll.”

- You don’t know how you let him talk you into this, warming him all through last call and close. But here you were… Not allowed to move or soothe the burning ache… Waiting for everyone to be gone for the night… So you can be rewarded.

- Huffing and pouting, sinking back into him. You’re all ready to complain some more, when a familiar voice calls from across the bar. “Sounds tight! Don’t forget to lock up this time!”

- Walls flutter, breath hitches. Frantically you readjust your skirt, concealing anything that may be showing. “Relax,” he whispers in your ear, a note of laughter in his voice. “Jake can’t see us.”

- Hands never pause once as he rocks gently to the music. Using it to cover up the way he begins to slowly buck upwards, somehow thrusting even further into your pussy. Acting like he doesn’t hear you biting back a moan, replying nonchalantly. “Thanks, man! I’ll drop the keys off in the mornin’!”

- When the sound of the side door shutting echoes throughout, you think A.J. is going to ‘finish the job’. Instead he stops playing, stills his hips abruptly. Reaches for his cigarette, taking a long drag. “Told ya, nothin’ to worry about.”

- Strangled whimpers fly from your throat, fingers grip at the dark wood. Clit throbbing more than ever. Slick seeping out of your cunt, drenching the base of his cock…your thighs. “You…you promised!”

- “I did, didn’t I?” Snuffing it out, you watch a smirk spread across his face. Big hands run up and down your sides. “Guess ya want me to fuck ya, huh?”

- Nodding, mewling softly. You squeeze around him, earning a low hiss in your ear. Gaze up with big, pleading eyes; trying desperately to coax him. ““Please…pretty please. Can’t take it any longer.”

- “Mmmh, ya have been such a good girl for me.” Long fingers trail, slip under the folds of you skirt. Finding your neglected nub; skillfully rubbing small circles on, rolling it. “Go ahead, have some fun.”

- Needing no extra encouragement, you lift off Jay’s length…to only drop back onto it. Pace already steady, an endless stream of moans falling from your lips. Lovely squelching sounds mixing with them. “Good…feels sooo good…”

- Spurred on by those words, both his hands come to rest on your waist. “Feels good?” Hold on you tight as he helps guide you, pick up speed. Sliding you quickly, hastily. “Why not make it better? Touch yourself. Wanna hear those pretty little noises ya make.”

- Happily obeying, one hand glides across your bust. Plucking at, tweaking your pert nipples through the thin fabric. The other twirls, pinches your clit. Teasing them in a way that has your pussy spasming, legs nearly giving out. Squeaking and squealing from the raw pleasure.

- With a stifled groan, his hips start moving opposite of yours. Every time you sink, he drives up. Shoving his cock deeper, forcing you to take every thick inch. “Just like that, sweetheart… Just like that…”

- Climax fast approaching. A.J. continues to fuck into you, bouncing you easily on his lap. Fat tip slamming, hitting your cervix. Making you babble and stutter; the heat rising, mind growing hazy. “G-gonna… Oh fuck, I’m g-gonna…”

- “Yeah?” He growls, tone gravelly and breathy. Fingers digging into your soft, pillowy flesh. “I will too.”

- Tugging you down hard, the coil snaps and you cry out. Body clamping, trembling. Creaming all over him…him pumping you with all that hot, sticky seed.

- “That was…incredible,” you pant, head flopping back against his broad shoulder. Once again, you’re back where you started. Sitting on Jay’s cock…stuffed in the best way possible.

- Strong arms envelope, face nuzzles into the side of your neck. Puffs of hot air tickling your skin when he sweetly mutters. “Ya look so pretty like this, all filled up by me. Think I might keep ya this way for another drink or song.”

- “All right, Mr. Big Shot, you got yourself a deal.” Reaching behind, your fingers barely graze the brim of his hat… “But you got to lose this first.” …before tipping and sending it tumbling to the floor.

- “I get it, not a fan,” he chuckles. Nipping tenderly at your collarbone, gently stroking your poor overstimed bud. “Fine, anything for ya, gorgeous. Anything to have cummin’ all over me again.”

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