When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU Masterlist
+18 MDNI
summary - you've been friends with deran and craig for forever. andrew "pope" cody has always intimated you, until one day you start to see him in a new light.
pairing - fem!reader x pope cody
content - (varies by chapter) reader is an awkward mess around pope, reader is both scared and horny, lewd conversations, age gape relationship (reader is around deran's age), characters are ooc, the plot is not going to follow the show (we're having fun here), my cringe sense of humor.
When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU - PT. 29
+18 MDNI
pt. 28 / pt. 30
summary: pope knows something's up with reader
content: pope cody x fem!reader, age gap (reader is around deran's age), lewd conversations, angst AND fluff, deran being FED UP fr, reader being vulnerable, POPE BEING SO SWEET.
a/n: the ex boyfriends are all based on characters that some of my other actor crushes have played. let me know if you figure them out 😉 - taglist is closed!
When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU - PT. 34
+18 MDNI
pt. 33 / pt. 35
summary: reader wakes up with a horrible hangover and learns about last nights shenanigans.
content: pope cody x fem!reader, age gap (reader is around deran's age), VERY lewd conversations, reader is going through it, reader is insecure, pope is literally so in love with this woman. ROMANTIC AF.
a/n: ugggghhhhhh i need pope cody so bad bro, its not even funny anymore - taglist is closed!
When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU - PT. 38
+18 MDNI
pt. 37 / pt. 39
summary: reader marks her territory
content: pope cody x fem!reader, age gap (reader is around deran's age), VERY lewd conversations, reader being territorial, reader being jealous, the foreplay here is INSANE, reader honestly being kind of a menace, craig and deran being traumatized, ROMANCE, FLUFF, SMUT, oral sex (fem receiving), fingering, p in v sex, squirting, belly bulge, praise, use of "princess" during sex, creampie, andrew pope cody being the aftercare king.
a/n: part text format, part regular writing. y'all have NO IDEA how excited i am about this chapter. i'm so happy with how it turned out fr. like... im not saying this is my best work but... - taglist is closed!
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You’re finishing up your makeup when you hear Pope enter your apartment. You know he’s gonna die when he sees you in the outfit you chose for tonight.
“Sweetheart?” you hear him call from the living room.
“In here babe! I’m almost ready!”
Pope enters your room, stopping in his tracks when he sees you slightly bent over your vanity, dress riding up. Giving him a peak at the pink thong you’re wearing underneath.
You look over your shoulder at him, fighting a smirk at the look on his face. He’s got his eyes glued to your ass, lips parted.
“You like my outfit, Andy?” Picked it out just for you…” you voice drips with sensuality.
You turn around, moving to him. Running your hands down his chest.
“Pretty.” he mumbles.
You press your chest to his, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Just pretty?” you pout playfully.
“Gorgeous.”
“Mmm, that’s better.” you give him a kiss, teasingly rubbing your body against his front. Feeling a twitch in his jeans.
Pope sucks in a breath, gripping your hips roughly.
“You teasin’ me sweetie?” His voice gruff.
“Maybe…” you giggle, looking up at him through your lashes. You turn away to check your phone. It’s a little past nine. “We should probably head out.”
Pope grumbles, moving closer, pressing you against your vanity.
“We could stay in…” Pope mumbles into your ear.
“Let’s go to the party for just a little bit, honey. Then we can come home and… maybe I’ll give you a little treat…” your voice coming out sweet and teasing.
Pope groans, pushing himself against your ass. He’s already half hard.
You squeak out a breathy giggle, your resolve starting to waver.
“Be patient Andy…” you bend over slightly, reapplying your gloss and grinding your ass against his jeans.
Pope grunts, gripping onto you tighter. “We’re not making it out of here if you keep doing that.”
You turn around in his grasp, bringing your hands up to run your fingers through his hair.
“Let me have my fun for an hour or two….” you pull at his curls, making him whimper. “And then we’ll have our own fun later…”
You move around him, gathering your stuff before heading out. You hear Pope huff, following close behind you.
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“I’m gonna go find Deran. Would you get me a seltzer, babe?”
“Sure.” Pope says, squeezing your hand before heading off to the kitchen.
You scope out the house; spotting Deran out by the pool, smoking a joint with Craig.
Walking through the mingling bodies, you head out to join them.
“Ah! My idiots!”
“Yo-” Craig starts to say before looking over at you. “DAMN Y/N.”
You snort out a laugh “I take it I look good tonight?”
“Hell yeah, bro.” Craig nods in approval, giving you a fist bump.
“What’re you up to?” Deran asks, unamused.
“Nothing terrible D, chill.” you roll your eyes, scanning the party for Cath.
“Y/n…” Deran starts.
“Oh my god.” you turn to Deran, putting your hands on his shoulders. “I’m good, I promise. I’m not gonna jump Cath. I’m just making it known that Andrew is off limits…” you looking around at the party, eyes narrowed. “Not just to Cath… but to all these horny bitches.”
Craig snorts loudly, coughing through the cloud of smoke that’s escaping from his mouth.
Deran’s about to say something else but you cut him off. “Deran I love you, but seriously. Chill. I’m good. Really good. I promise.”
Deran blows a breath out and takes a pull from his beer, muttering “Alright”
You look over your shoulder, seeing Pope make his way towards you.
“Got you a mango one.”
“Thank you, Andy.” you say laying a big kiss on his cheek; leaving behind a sparkly, glossy kiss mark. Deran and Craig both make exaggerated gagging sounds.
You flip both of them off, taking a sip of your seltzer. Your gaze moves across the party, trying to find your target.
Couple arguing. Couple making out. Guy doing coke. Two drunk guys crushing beer cans against their foreheads. A woman throwing it back (very badly). Baz looking bored. Bingo.
There she is. Cath. Unassuming. Talking to Baz about something, brows furrowed.
“What are you looking for?” Pope says flatly.
“Oh nothing, honey. Just taking in the shit show” you say, leaning into him. He instinctively wraps an arm around your waist, hand resting on your hip.
“Oh yo I saw that weird ass bug again…” Craig says enthusiastically.
Craig rambles on, something about the bug stalking him? You think you hear something about the bug being a spy for the government. You’re not really paying attention; your eyes on Cath.
Baz notices your staring first; smirking, his eyes looking you up and down. Cath’s attention drifting to you next.
You turn away, looking back at Pope. He’s looking at Craig like he’s grown a 2nd head. You cup his jaw and move his face to yours, giving him a sloppy, needy kiss. Pope freezes for a moment, surprised by the sudden PDA but quickly settles into the rhythm of it. Pope’s grip on your hip tightens, fingers digging into your pelvis.
“Yo! Get a room!” Deran scoffs, disgusted.
You pull away, a string of spit still connecting your lips. Pope’s mouth covered in your gloss, his eyes hooded.
“What was that for?”
“Just wanted to taste you.” you say, running your thumb across his bottom lip.
“EW. We’re still here, you know.” Deran prods again.
“Be glad that it’s just kissing, Andrew and I could always go and christen the new hot tub?”
“NO FUCKING IN THE NEW HOT TUB.” Craig shouts, earning more than a few glances from other party goers.
Pope tenses next to you, glaring at his younger brother.
“What about the hot tub?” Cath says, joining the group. Baz close behind.
“They fucked in the old hot tub.” Craig says matter of factly.
Cath lets out a shocked laugh, cheeks blushing red.
“Is that why you wanted my help moving the old one out?” Baz questions, visibly horrified.
Craig nods, about to spout off more bullshit when you cut in.
“Oh my god Craig, we did not.” You say rolling your eyes. “We’ve been over this, it was DRY HUMPING.”
Your declaration earns a chorus of groans from Deran, Craig and Baz. Pope coughs, visibly embarrassed.
“Sorry babe…” you cringe. You lean in close, lips to his ear. “I’ll make it up to you later…” you whisper, biting at his ear lobe. He sucks in a breath, delivering a slap to your ass. A warning. It makes you giggle.
You turn back to the conversation. Craig’s moved on to talking about the “ass-plosion” he got from a food truck downtown. You catch Cath’s eye; giving her a smile that doesn’t fully reach your eyes, leaning closer to Pope.
“Ew dude, no one wants to hear about your diarrhea.” Deran says.
“Hey I’m just trying to warn the people.” Craig objects. “Mr. Hot Dog’s Italian-Korean-Mexican fusion truck tried to poison me!”
You snort, taking another sip from your drink.
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The night passes with a blur. You and Pope moving around the party.
You’ve been glued to him the entire night, with your hand placed firmly on his ass. Claiming him. Whispering teasing, dirty things in his ear. Sucking face whenever you can. You were all over him, making it very well known that this man belonged to you.
And Cath…. couldn’t care less. She’d made polite conversation. Looked over a total of 2 times. Both were at you, smiling and giving a small wave. Unfortunately, it seemed Baz was the one who’d been watching you and Pope like a hawk.
Pope’s sitting on one of the loungers by the pool, you perched on his lap. His hand on your thigh. You’re chatting with Deran when you hear one of your favorite songs play over the speakers.
“Oh I love this song!” you clap. “Andy… I wanna dance…”
“Okay, go ahead. I’ll watch you.” he says, patting your thigh.
“Nooo, want you to dance with me.” you pout.
Deran lets out a snorting laugh and Pope gives you a pointed look.
You huff, rolling your eyes. “You’re no fun” you say, untangling yourself from him and heading to the makeshift dance floor that's formed.
Letting the music carry you, you dance around. Swaying your hips to the beat, running your hands through your hair. You roll your hips, dragging your hands across your hips and pelvis; not breaking eye contact with Pope. You smile, giving him a wink. Putting on a show for him, like no one else is there.
He’s got a hunger in his eyes as you let the music flow through your body. You turn away from him, giving your ass a shake. Flipping your hair and looking at him over your shoulder as the song concludes.
You make your way back over and plop yourself back onto Pope’s lap. Feeling the tent that’s started to grow in his jeans.
“You have fun?” Pope grunts.
“Mhm.” you nod, leaning close to his ear. “Feels like you enjoyed the show…”
Pope grips your thigh, hard.
“You enjoy teasin’ me like this princess?” Pope growls.
“You know I do Andy…” you lean in, kissing him softly on the lips.
“I’m going to barf all over both of you.” Deran says from behind you.
You let out a laugh “Dude, straight up. I forgot you were there.”
“Yeah I can tell.” Deran shakes his head. “I’m gonna need eye bleach.” he says, leaving the two of you.
“Love you Douche!” you yell after him, earning you a middle finger over his shoulder.
You turn your attention back to Pope. He’s palming your ass and kissing your neck.
“Had fun tonight Andy… thank you.” you sigh.
He grunts in response, too focused on kneading your ass.
You bite his earlobe, running a hand down his stomach.
“Don’t wanna share you anymore… take me home?” you ask, voice turned husky.
Pope leans back and nods his head. His eyes are practically black; his irises two thin, hazel rings. He quickly moves you both up and off the lounger, grabbing you by the hand and dragging you out towards the front door.
You’re on your way out when you run into Cath and Baz.
“Hey guys! You heading out too?” Cath says, giving you a warm smile.
You lean in closer to Pope, wrapping your arms around his bicep, resting your head against his shoulder.
“Hey Cath… yeah I can tell Andy’s eager to get out of here.” you laugh, snuggling closer. “Wants me all to himself.” you tease.
Cath laughs awkwardly, nodding her head.
“Yeah I’m sure he does…” Baz smirks.
Both you and Cath glare at him, Pope tensing under your grip.
“Don't be a creep… Barry.” you sneer, eyes narrowing. Making Baz freeze under your scrutinizing gaze.
Cath huffs, turning her body away from her husband.
“I’ll see you around y/n. Maybe we can get a coffee sometime?” Cath sighs, attempting a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes.
You look at Cath. Really look at her. She looks… tired. Worn down. You suddenly feel sorry for her, rather than threatened by her.
“Yeah, let’s do it. I’ll text you.” you say.
Pope lets out a grunt, flexing his hands.
“That’s my cue.” you laugh, waving goodbye to Cath. Not sparing Baz another glance, as Pope drags you to the car.
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“You were being weird tonight.”
Your head whips over to Pope, a brow arching.
“What?” you laugh. “I wasn’t being weird.”
“You were.” Pope clears his throat. “You kept staring at Cath… and you were all over me. Not that I mind…”
Pope pulls into the parking lot of your apartment complex, turning off the car and facing you.
“It felt… weird,” he says quietly. “Like you were trying to prove something.”
You sigh, fiddling with your nails, not meeting his eye.
“I just… I wanted everyone to know you were mine… that you’re off limits.” you say softly, vulnerable. “You’re not the only one who gets possessive Andrew.”
You look over at him, meeting his heated stare.
“Sweetheart…” Pope leans in closer, thumb running across your cheek.
“I- I love you so much Andrew. Never felt this way before…” you lean into his touch, nuzzling against his palm. “Any time another woman looks at you… I just- I get crazy.”
Pope’s breath catches, brushing his lips against yours.
“I don’t see anyone else but you. Not Cath. Not any other woman…” he whispers against your mouth. “You’re it for me, y/n.”
You close the distance, giving Pope a searing kiss. He moans into your mouth, matching your intensity. He runs his hand down your side, gripping your hip tightly, pulling you closer. You thread your fingers through his hair, tugging slightly, as your tongues battle for dominance.
Pope whimpers, pulling away and leaning his forehead against yours.
You smile at him, laughing breathlessly.
“Let’s go inside, Andy…” you nuzzle your nose against his, voice soft.
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Pope’s seated on the edge of your bed, chest heaving and eyes dark. You’re standing in front of him between his knees, heels discarded, your hands resting on his shoulders. He’s running his hands along the backs of your thighs, drifting up to cup your ass.
“Andy…” you moan, enjoying the feeling of his hands on you.
“What do you want, y/n.” Pope groans. “Tell me what you want.”
“Your mouth…” you bite your lip, looking down at him with half lidded eyes. “Want to feel your mouth on me again… your tongue…”
Pope freezes for a moment, eyebrows raising.
“You mean….?” he questions.
You nod, slowly pulling your dress over your head. You’re bare except for a tiny pink thong.
Pope groans, burying his face between your breasts. You gasp, gripping at his curls.
He leans back, looking up at you with eyes black. “Get on the bed, sweetheart.”
You nod, doing as you're told. Extracting yourself from him and laying down in the middle of your bed. Head flopping against your pillows, with your hair cascading around you.
Pope is at the end of your bed, watching you. Cataloging your every feature.
You let your thighs spread apart, showing off the wet patch that’s formed on your clothed core.
“Need you, Andy…”
Pope licks his lips, crawling on top of you. Caging your body with his.
He kisses you, deeply and passionately. Slipping his tongue in your mouth, exploring. You run your hands through his hair, tugging on his curls as you match his rhythm.
He works his way down slowly; kissing along your jaw to your neck. Making sure to leave (not so) little love bites across your throat. Marking you. Dragging his lips down farther, he kisses along the swell of your breasts. Swirling his tongue around your peaked nipples. You gasp out, throwing your head back, hips grinding against him.
Pope makes sure to give both of your breasts the attention they deserve. Kneading and nibbling until you're begging.
“Andrew…” you whine, gripping his shoulders tightly. Trying to push him down to where you want him most.
Pope groans, continuing his descent. Licking and kissing along the expanse of your stomach until he reaches the waistband of your panties. He looks up at you, taking the thin fabric between his teeth and letting it snap against your mound.
You gasp, legs spreading wider.
“Is this okay?” Pope asks, checking in.
“Mhmm… don’t stop. Please.” you nod vigorously, begging.
Pope pulls your panties down your legs, tossing them over his shoulder. He settles himself in between your spread thighs, moaning when he gets a look at your soaking wet pussy.
He spreads your lips, sighing contently; gazing hungrily at your glistening folds, your neglected clit, your hole clenching around nothing. He stares like he’s trying to memorize the look of you.
“Andy… please.” you whine, tears pricking your eyes. “Can’t take it anymore…”
Pope keeps his eyes locked on yours, leaning in, giving a slow testing lick against your twitching clit. Moaning at the taste of you. He licks along your folds, tasting your juices. Gives his tongue a few thrusts into your tight hole.
“Still fucking perfect.” he growls, before getting to work.
He works on your clit first, lapping at it frantically. Swirling his tongue around it, flicking it roughly.
You arch off the bed, Pope pressing one of his arms across your stomach to keep you in place. Your eyes roll back in your head, grinding your pussy against his mouth.
He’s lapping at your swollen clit like a man starved, his eyes never leaving your pleasure filled face. Pope wraps his lips around your clit and sucks, hard.
You squeal, toes curling. “Oh sh-shit Andy… fe-els so fucking good.”
Pope pulls away, taking a breath. He drags two of his fingers along your clenching hole before stuffing you full, setting a deep, fast pace. The squelching sound filling the room.
“Doin’ so good for me princess.” he says, voice gravelly.
Pope curls his fingers, finding that spongy spot inside you, making a low moan tear from your throat.
Your head is thrown back, cries leaving your mouth as he abuses that spot inside you with his thick fingers.
“Look at me sweetheart, keep your eyes on me.”
Doing as you're told, you meet his hungry gaze. Your eyes are hooded, cheeks flushed, hair a mess.
Pope returns to feverishly licking at your swollen bud, never breaking eye contact. He’s looking at you with such adoration, it makes you want to cry.
He bullies his fingers deep inside you, pace becoming frantic. Hitting that spot with every thrust. Leaning forward, he sucks at your clit. Moaning deeply against your pussy, making your toes curl and body tense.
You feel that familiar coil start to tighten, but there’s an edge to it. An unfamiliar feeling. It’s almost too much.
Your thighs squeeze around his head, hands grabbing at the back of his head.
“An-Andy… wa-wait. I- FUCK, oh my god- “ you let out a high pitched squeal, eyes crossing. “I-I’m gonna… feels… too much.” you babble.
Pope smiles, looking up at you. “Let go princess. It’s okay, give it to me.”
He sucks your clit harder and finger fucks you until you’re screaming.
You throw your head back, body seizing. Throat turning sore as you screech out “Andy’s” and “fucks”. You release a gush onto his face, soaking him and your bed.
Your body is still jolting from the after shocks as Pope licks up everything you give him. He doesn’t stop until you're pulling away, overstimulated. He removes his fingers, making you let out a whimper at the emptiness.
Pope kisses along your stomach and thighs.
“You okay?” he asks.
“I think I died. Like… actually died.” you croak out, throat raw. “I’ve never… squirted before. Didn’t even think I could.” you smile down at him, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry about the mess…”
“It’s fine.” Pope says, voice low. “I liked it.”
He moves back up, so you’re face to face. Kissing you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips. When he pulls back, caressing your cheek, he looks at you like you’re the only thing in the world he cares about.
“Andy… want you…” you whisper, looking up at him through your lashes. “Make love to me.” you nuzzle into his palm.
Pope’s breath catches.
“Are you sure?”
“Never been more sure, Andrew.”
Pope kisses you briefly, soft and sweet.
“Take off your clothes… wanna feel all of you.” you say dreamily.
Pope nods, pulling his shirt over his head. He makes quick work of the rest of his clothes, kicking off his jeans and boxers.
He presses your thighs up to your chest, practically folding you in half. You feel his hard cock radiating heat against you.
“Tell me if it’s too much.” Pope checks in.
“I will…”
Pope leans his body over your, lining himself up with your pulsing cunt. He slowly sinks his length into you, stretching you out. Letting you feel every ridge and vein. When he finally bottoms out, you moan together. You with a high pitched squeak, and him with a deep groan.
You’ve never felt so full.
Pope stays like that, letting you get used to his size. He tucks your hair behind your ear, looking deeply into your eyes.
“You can move, Andrew…”
“You sure?”
You nod, smiling at him.
He slowly pulls out, until just his tip remains. He takes a deep breath and forcefully thrusts back in, bottoming out, punching the air out of your lungs.
You both let out guttural moans.
The pace Pope sets is deep, powerful and slow. Making the bed knock against the wall with every thrust. You’re finally getting revenge on your neighbor.
“Fuck y/n… you feel...” he groans. “Like you were made for me.”
You scratch your nails down his back, whining with every thrust. The burn in your thighs, as they stay pressed against your chest, only adds to the pleasure.
Pope fucks you into the mattress, his cock hitting your cervix with each thrust. Keeping his eyes on you. Your lips are parted, little squeaks escaping your mouth, eyes hooded.
“That feel good?” he asks.
You moan, nodding your head. “S-so g-ood Andy.” you back arching at a particularly powerful thrust. “Fe-feel so fu- UNGH! Full.”
Pope leans back, keeping his pace languid, staring at where the two of you meet. Watching the way his cock disappears inside you. Noticing the way he bulges through your tummy.
He presses down on your stomach, making you arch up into him. You both moaning loudly and wantonly.
“FU-UCK ANDREW!” you yell, throwing your head back at the feeling of intense pressure.
Pope’s thrusts speed up, angling his cock so it hits your g-spot. You squeal loudly, eyes rolling back in your head.
“Does my princess like that?”
You nod your head lazily, too cock drunk to speak.
Pope huffs out a laugh; pounding into you, punishing that spongy spot inside of you.
You drag your hands down his back, taking handfuls of his ass and pushing him deeper. He growls, thrusting into you so hard, you think he might break the bed.
Pope’s watching your face twist with pleasure, when he brings his fingers to your clit; rubbing the bundle of nerves in tight, fast circles.
“Want you to cum with me. Please.” he begs, his voice rough.
You nod your head dumbly, feeling yourself clench around him.
His thrusts turn frantic, animalistic. Pushing you both over the edge.
“ANDREW!” You cum with a cry, body convulsing.
Pope whimpers out “I love you’s” as he thrusts deep inside you, hips stuttering. Coating your walls with hot white ropes of his cum, filling you up.
You cling to each other as you both ride out your orgasms.
“I love you, Andrew.” you whisper against his shoulder.
He rests his head on your chest, letting his body relax against you. “I love you too, y/n.” he rasps out.
You run your fingers through his curls, feeling him soften inside you. You’re still full of him; his cock and his cum. You love the feeling.
He groans, looking up at you. “Should get you cleaned up…”
You whine when you feel him reluctantly pull out, his cum leaking from your hole. He gathers it up in his fingers, stuffing it back inside. You let out a satisfied groan, stretching yourself out.
Pope gets up, heads into the bathroom and runs the tub as you lay in the afterglow. He comes back with a damp wash cloth, cleaning up the mess between your legs.
“Thanks…” you smile up at him, your cheeks still flushed and your hair an absolute mess.
Pope lets out a grunt, smiling back at you.
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Pope helped you into the bath, letting you soak for a bit while he washed your bedding. You drift off in the sudsy water, letting the water relax your sore muscles. Enjoying the pleasant ache you feel between your thighs.
It’s not long before Pope’s making his way back in, helping you out of the tub and drying you off. You’re feeling drowsy, the night's events finally hitting you.
“M’ tired Andy.” you say, fighting a yawn. He smiles, kissing your nose.
Pope dotes on you and takes care of you; helping brush out the rats' nest that's formed in your hair. Removing your ruined makeup and doing your skincare for you, gently rubbing in your moisturizer. He pulls one of his shirts over your head and carries you back to the bedroom.
He lays you down onto the fresh sheets, pulling your spare comforter over your body. You snuggle into the bed; never having felt this relaxed before.
“Andy… wanna cuddle.” you say sleepily, making grabby hands at him.
Pope settles in, wrapping his arms around you.
You snuggle closer to him, letting his warmth envelop you.
Pope clears his throat. “Was that… okay?” he asks, voice tinged with uncertainty.
You look up at him, dreamily and absolutely infatuated. “It was amazing, Andrew.” you lean up, giving him a gentle kiss.
The comfortable silence surrounds you both. You start to drift off when Pope speaks.
“I love you, y/n.” he whispers, gripping you a little tighter.
“Love you too…” you mumble, drifting off to sleep.
When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU - PT. 37
+18 MDNI
pt. 36 / pt. 38
summary: reader learns something that has her shook
content: pope cody x fem!reader, age gap (reader is around deran's age), VERY lewd conversations, craig is nosy as fuck, pope being a sweet baby angel
a/n: PLOT TWIST!!!!!! i’m sadly not going to be daily posting anymore ☹️ real life is getting in the way 🙄 but the next chapter should be ready to go in the next couple days AND IT’LL BE FULL OF FILTHY SMUT!!!!!! - taglist is closed!
When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU - PT. 30
+18 MDNI
pt. 29 / pt. 31
summary: baz is a creep. reader lets him have it.
content: pope cody x fem!reader, age gap (reader is around deran's age), descriptions of violence, sexual harassment (via baz), reader laying into baz.
a/n: i've been particularly fed up with creepy men lately, so writing this was very cathartic. next chapter is SMUT and FLUFF. and then after that its more ANGST. - taglist is closed!
When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU - PT. 36
+18 MDNI
pt. 35 / pt. 37
summary: you and pope get back to normal aka an instagram date compilation!
content: pope cody x fem!reader, age gap (reader is around deran's age), VERY lewd conversations, reader being horny for pope (when isnt she), pope has a kink for spending money on reader (like actually), reader and pope being cute.
a/n: this chapter is a random collection of ideas i had, that i didn’t really know what to do with. next two chapters ive got planned tho? ROMANCE!!!!! SMUT!!!! FILTHY SMUT!!!! - taglist is closed!
When Did You Get So Hot? - Animal Kingdom SMAU - PT. 12
+18 MDNI
pt. 11 / pt. 13
summary: reader shoots her shot with pope
content: pope cody x fem!reader, age gap (reader is around deran's age), VERY lewd conversations, reader wants pope so bad, mentions of smoking weed, animal kingdom x sex and the city crossover you didn't know you needed, description of nude photo, some ANGST
a/n: THE SEMI NUDE SELFIE CHAPTER HAS FINALLY ARRIVED! next chapter is going to be smut heavy and will partially depart from the texting format! and it’ll be ANGSTY AF 😈
