Summary: Wanting to give her busy friend some time to herself, Y/N had offered to watch her friend’s son Karl for a few hours to go to movie and ice cream. But upon returning to the house, Y/N offers to keep the boy longer if Ada wants to spend some more time with her “cute date”. It is a date right?
A/N: Hi y'all! No TW's I think? I thought of the worst way to meet someone's mom and wrote it? I guess this could also be considered an Ada x Reader Platonic story too considering Michael isn't in the first part too much, but he is defiantly the focus of it...or parts of him are.. Also Michael is probably OC a bit here as I wrote it more with early S2 Michael (farm boy Michael:) ) in mind than the other seasons. enjoy❤️
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Small and sticky fingers closed around the collar of Y/N’s dress as Karl began to softly snore into the woman’s shoulder. The energy of the day’s excitement finally beginning to fade (at least until nap time was over) as the two figures quietly walked back down the street to Ada’s house.
Y/N wouldn’t openly admit it, but she was slightly relieved that Karl had fallen asleep. It wasn’t that she didn’t adore the boy, but after almost nine hours of his endless questions (often which had be answered five minutes earlier) and constant need to be running in a different direction (often the opposite one than they needed to go in) the quiet was nice.
Even if she truly did enjoy about coming up with all the different answers for questions such as, “Why don’t ducks have scales,” or, “How many jumps would it take to get across the park,” and even her (least) favourites, “What if I put this rock in my nose,” or “What if I took off my pants?”
It would be later that Y/N realised the pattern where many of the questions Karl asked starting with the words, “What if I…” would typically result in a similar answer from herself ending in the words, “…and we don’t want to make mummy sad do we?”
Maybe it was cheap manipulation, the “let’s not hurt mummy’s feelings” tactic, but Y/N had to admit it was extremely effective. It was right up there next to the , “we gotta be good or mummy may not let me watch you anymore” tactic, she often heard from her own babysitters when younger. Of course, she would explain why the question or action would make “mummy” sad and give Karl reasoning behind not doing it. But in a quick pinch telling him that “Mummy would be sad because he kicked the light post and his leg may fall off,” worked great.
So aside from a few incidents involving light posts and small rocks, the day had gone great. Having picked Karl up right before lunch Y/N had taken him to run around the park for a bit before treating him to a small picnic shoved in her pack.
Then, being ready to get out of the heat for a bit, the pair went to see the film Peter Pan in the nearby theatre. Technically the movie had been released in the previous year, but the theatre was running a special that week and was playing select children’s films at a discounted price. Despite having purchased two tickets, Karl remained on Y/N’s lap for most of the film. Within the first few minutes he had been terrified by the film’s portrayal of “Nana, the Darling’s family dog,” and sought refuge with the women. Which seeing as it was a rather unnerving puppet Y/N didn’t blame him.
Finally, on the way back the two had passed an ice cream shop and Y/N decided to get them both a cone. Admittedly, she had already planned on doing so, but it certainly did help that while Karl was eating, he wasn’t able to continue pestering her on why she wouldn’t tell him how baby mermaids were made.
Yes, while Y/N certainly didn’t regret offering to take her friend’s son for the day, she could also see why Ada may have wanted (needed) the break. So when Karl began to walk slower and slower, dragging his feet just a bit more, until the only thing keeping him up was Y/N’s hand over his, she was a bit relieved. Even if she did have to keep readjusting his small body in her arms every few minutes, as his head switch between different sides of her shoulders to watch the people passing by.
The time was getting close to dinner now and Y/N had promised Ada she’d get Karl home by dark. And even if it was still light outside, Y/N didn’t think Ada would mind the two returning a bit earlier than expected, especially if Karl was already tried out for the night.
If anything it meant that Y/N would be able to take one more task off her friend’s list and get the boy washed and in bed early, leaving time for the two to catch up on the last chapter of their newest book.
That was how the two met of course, with Y/N, who just started working at the same library, asking for a good book to read. And Ada, having found a thrilling new cover of her own, decided to share her find with the young woman who couldn’t have been older than her own cousin. And thus a new friendship was born, with both women reading the same book and later gushing over the new twist and turns of the plot over lunch each day.
Now here Y/N was almost a year later, walking back to Ada’s house, a trip she now knew by heart, with Ada’s little boy asleep on her shoulder, and hopes that Ada herself was actually able to take that long nap. Y/N knew her friend had been busy with work and Karl and even extended family too. It seemed every day Ada had a new rant about the stupidity of her older brothers’ even more stupid plan. It was why Y/N had offered to take Karl in the first place, remembering how tired her own mother often got trying to take care of the house and her siblings in those long years her father was fighting.
However, as the Y/N got closer to the house she became more and more unsure that Ada actually did spend the day alone as expected…
Sitting outside Ada’s house was a car that Y/N hadn’t seen before. It was a Black Bentley of the nicer model and judging by the shine of the metal it was obviously new. This was the first hint in Y/N’s mind that Ada wasn’t alone. She knew her older friend didn’t own a car, preferring to walk the short distance between work, home, or any other place she needed to get to. On the rare occasion that the women did need to travel further than they could walk, they could easily have called a cab or even taken the car Y/N “shared” with her older brother during the times he’s was in town.
Stopping at the foot of Ada’s steps, between the front door and the car itself Y/N stared for a moment. A conversation she had with Ada earlier that week came to mind.
In between their usually chatter during lunch, Ada had mentioned that she might have needed Y/N to watch Karl one night soon. Apparently, the one night Y/N went home early from the bar, was the night Ada had met a handsome man who’s interest was requited. After Y/N had left, they had met and got talking for a while and the mysterious suitor had even paid for Ada’s cab home later wishing her a good night with a kiss on the hand. It was during the lunch, that Ada let it slip the man had eagerly asked her on a date, but being unsure of how it would affect Karl, she asked to think about it for a few days.
Upon seeing the car outside and remembering their discussion, Y/N felt a smile begin to grow on her face. Obviously Ada had finally decided to call the man back and accept his offer, and Y/N was excited for her friend.
Currently having no boyfriend or romantic interest herself (not for lack of trying), Y/N sometimes found herself highly invested in the love lives of her friends. She enjoyed listening about their newest attractions and helping them find new clothes to wear for dinners and even planning romantic picnics that could rival those in the books she read. Plus, when the relationship was a good one, she got excited seeing how happy her friends were when they had someone they could spend part of their life with. Even if Y/N hadn’t found that person of her own yet.
Of the few dates Y/N had been on, she often found the men either nice but without connection, or worse, charming but far too handsey for someone who was a stranger only the hour before. Besides, along with the romantic encounters many of her friends had came the inevitable heartbreaks. And while she never minded being the shoulder to lean on, Y/N didn’t look forward to the feeling herself. So she had decided to let life run its course and if she were fated to find someone one, found they would be...one day... hopefully. If not she could always buy more dogs.
“Are you Ada’s friend?”
A small yell left Y/N’s mouth as she jumped slightly, hearing the voice that had spoken, startling her out of her thoughts. Karl made a small noise of protest but quickly fell back asleep as Y/N’s hand went to his hair, brushing it soothingly.
Taking a few seconds to regain her breath, Y/N turned from the car she had been staring at and towards the steps of the house. Towards where she assumed Ada’s mystery date stood.
Upon seeing his face for a brief second Y/N wished Ada had left the bar that night early instead of her. Maybe then this man would have started talking to her. Maybe then he could have been her date.
He was dressed in a well tailored suit complete with a beige overcoat and matching hat in hand. His hair was a pretty brown color and had obviously taken some time to style it as neat as it was. In the back of her mind, Y/N wondered if his hair still looked as neat when he woke up the morning seeing how much product there appeared to be. His hair still looked soft though. His shoes were so polished Y/N had no doubt she would see a perfect reflection if she was looking down. And then there was his face…. He had a pretty jawline and even prettier green eyes. And slightly above his left eyebrow was a small mole on his otherwise almost flawless skin. Y/N decided at the moment that there were few faces she liked as much as his. Even if it did seem to be covered in an expression of confusion.... wait what?
"I asked if you were Ada's friend?" the man spoke again, once more breaking Y/N out of her thoughts.
"Yeah, yes! I am totally Ada's friend. I'm not just walking around with this one for no reason," she spoke quickly, motioning to Karl as she did so. The man's eyes moved over to the boy resting on her hip as one corner of his mouth pulled up slightly.
"I suppose that makes sense. Ada's not one to let just anyone watch Karl. I don't think her brothers are allowed to watch him half the time," the handsome stranger chuckled turning back to glance at the house quickly. Y/N smiled as well. She hadn't met Ada's brothers but had heard more than one story about them to know the stranger's comment may not have been wrong.
"I'm Y/N by the way, really sorry for staring earlier. I've been chasing Karl here all day and zoned out a bit." Doing her best to shift Karl to one arm, Y/N was able to stick part of her right arm forwards hoping she hadn't offended him by not introducing herself sooner. Though it may have sound silly, and truthfully it was silly, Y/N had more than one of her friend's dates who got pissy if she didn't introduce herself "properly". And while those men, thankfully, never lasted to long, Y/N didn't want to risk pushing away first man she'd ever seen come out of her friend's house. Especially if this was the one Ada had seemed so enamored with just the other day.
Looking back over at her, the man gave another half smile and stuck his hand out. Just as he was about to open his mouth to introduce himself, the exhaust of passing car released a loud bang.
The standing pair both jumped at the sudden sound and Karl's head shot up. The little boy, now fully alert held on tightly to his sitter, moving his head around anxiously to find the thing that scared him awake. Seeing nothing his grip relaxed slightly and his head laid back down on Y/N's shoulder content to listen to her soothing words as she told him it was alright. Only a few seconds later, Karl's head shots up again and a grin spread across his face as he recognized the man before him.
"MEL!"
"Karlie!" The man, Mel, replied with a full smile and wave of his own, obviously familiar with the young boy. "How are you today? Your mum mentioned that you were spending the day with a friend when we got here. Did you go to a movie?"
Nodding his head Karl gave a toothy grin, before motioning to be put down. Happy to have her arms to herself once again, Y/N did so, unable to keep the smile from growing on her own face as she watch the two interact.
If this truly was the mystery data of Ada's she expected him to be, Y/N was already impressed. Not only was he good looking, but he also seemed polite and more importantly but excited to interact with Karl. Y/N knew that if Ada truly was going to start going steady with any man, it wouldn't be one who ignored her son. She had also noted that when the loud, gunshot like, noise suddenly happened Mel had stepped closer, almost protectively, towards the other two. Whether out out of instinct or bravery, it certainly gained him another point in Y/N's growing list.
After quietly watching the two interact for a bit longer from the front steps of, Karl came back over to his mother's friend and grabbed her left sleeve motioning for her to bend down, eager to share a new secret.
"I have to pee."
Stifled laughter was heard behind the boy at his not so quiet whisper, and Y/N bit back her own smile the words reached her ears.
"Alright Karlie boy, why don't we say bye to Mel and you can go right ahead." The words barely leaving Y/N's mouth before the boy blurted out a quick parting to the man before shooting inside and disappearing within. Now left alone on the steps with "Mel" as Karl called him, Y/N took another moment to smile to herself, as well as to breath before she planned on heading in. Waiting outside also gave her short time to plan her now numerous questions for Ada. Not intending to take up more of his time before she had time to interrogate her friend, Y/N turned to the man about to say her own goodbye when this time it was him who spoke first.
"I guess he had fun today. Last time he was that excited was when John gave him a slingshot and Arthur taught him how to use it. Almost took out Finn twice that day, and Tommy three times" Mel spoke with a smile on his face, both at the story he told and the women he was speaking to, who was now failing to hide her smile at the images in her head.
"I'm glad I could bring him such joy then," she laughed as he admired the spark in her eye, "He really was great today. I don't have many children in my own family, so getting to spend time with one if always fun. Besides I don't mind giving Ada a break every now and then, I know she works hard. But I take it you two had fun today," the last sentence Y/N couldn't help but asking. Even if she did plan on getting the details from Ada later it never hurt to get another's point of view in these situations....
"It was nice yeah, we got here right after you picked him up I think, and then spent most of the day here. I got some work I need to pick up now but I believe later we agreed to meet back at one of the clubs...," hesitating slightly now with his head looking to his feet quickly before he continued," I don't suppose you're going to be watching Karl tonight too? Or just until now? Or did you have other plans tonight?"
"Oh no,I'm probably gonna read a book tonight. I think Ada only wanted me to watch him until about dinner. But I didn't realize she had others plans tonight. I might have to see if she needs that," the last bit was mumbled more to herself as the silence now grew between them. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, quite the opposite actually. Each wrapped up in their own head figuring out the details inside.
Soon enough Mel looked back down at his watch noticing the time and a small cough and stretched out hand was all it took to break Y/N from her own reverie.
"It was nice to meet you but I really do need to get going on that work now. Don't want to get told off for being late," he said. And it was then as they both shook hands again that each took notice of how warm the other's hand was and how well it seemed wit fit with their own.
"Of course, go ahead! Don't let me keep you any longer. It was pleasure to meet you as well!" Y/N returned, removing her hand from his as she watched him move down the steps finally heading off in his car. But not before he glanced back to give her one more quick nod and half smile.
Fuck, Ada was lucky...
Standing on the steps a few moments more, Y/N waited until just after the shiny car had turned the corner out of sight before finally making her way inside.
She made her way immediately to the kitchen where she heard Ada, giving Karl a quick wave as she passed him playing with his toys on the couch. Entering from the side Y/N immediately caught sight her friend washing a few plates in the sink and started to speak eagerly.
"Hello, alright so first I hope it's alright that I brought Karl home a bit earlier. He had fallen asleep and I figured it may be time to come back. I take it your day of rest went well. Also you know if you want I can take him for the night too? Leave you to have your fun..." She spoke wiggling her eyebrows suggestively at the last part.
Ada laughed before fully turning to her friend and responding, "My day was great, thanks again for taking him. And what do you mean by leaving me to have my fun? I don't have anything else to do tonight? Have you and Karl made plans to get rid of me?"
"You have nothing else to do tonight?! Oh Ada but what about Mel! I thought you two were going to a club later? Are you really telling me you're gonna skip out on that? With him?!" Now both confused the two women stared at each other. Ada was confused because she couldn't think of any Mel's she knew, much less one she had plans with that night. And Y/N was confused because she was sure Mel had mentioned that he and Ada were going to a club later. Y/N hadn't spent long around him, but knew she'd enjoy having plans like that. Especially if they involved him.
"Y/N who's Mel?"
"What do you mean who's Mel? It's Mel! Mystery man? You two met after I left the pub one night and hit it off? You said he asked you out and I thought you too had plans tonight? At least that's he made it seem like. He literally just left? Said he had some work to get before he came back?" Y/N moved her hands around in the air as she spoke now, as if that would make the picture of the man in her mind more clear to Ada.
"Oh do you mean Michael?" Ada said her smile beginning to grow as she began to realize what had happened. What Y/N still didn't realize.
"Michael? Karl called him Mel? He never corrected it but I'm not sure? Maybe? Anyway the guy who just left? Pretty hair, pretty clothes, pretty voice, and even prettier face? Oh come on Ada! How can you look at a man like that and say you don't remember him? He seemed perfectly polite too! Ohh Ada! Come on! Are you really not into to that?" Now bouncing on the heels of her feet as she began to describe the man.
"Oh yes! Him! He got here a bit after you left. I remember now. But no, we don't actually have plans tonight I decided to stay in with Karl. Just out of curiosity... I take it you two talked for a bit? Did you like him?" Ada now stood looking at her friend with a grin matching Karl's. Now understanding who her "date" was, she wanted to see how far this could go.
"Like him?! Ada he was brilliant!! You really caught a good one with him! Not only was he great with Karl, but he was also really nice about it all. He even moved a bit closer protectively when a car made a loud bang, he gets points for that I tell ya! And dear lord Ada he's gorgeous! Did you see his face? I know I keep saying it and the rest of him too! I tell you Ada if it ever get to where you meet his family you tell his mum I said 'thank you' because she really did great work! He's a real cute date! I hope he's treating you right! If not I'm sure we can get my brother to take care of him. We can have tea and biscuits while he hides the body!"
Ada didn't hide her laughter any more and Y/N grinned back too. Though she had only met him a few times Ada was sure Y/N's large, but teddy bear like brother would have not problem hiding a body if needed. He reminded her of her own brothers... when they weren't pissing her off at least. However it was still one of these last sentences that make Ada pause and retrace her thoughts briefly.
"Wait, what do you mean thank his mother?"
"Well you know....Boys, they gets their balls from their daddy and their butt from their mama. At least that's what my grandma says. And I'm telling you Ada, ain't no tailor in the world can make an ass look that fine on skills alone. No Ada, that was pure genuine good ass genes."
As soon as Y/N finished speaking a loud laugh filled the air. A wonderful laugh like someone just heard the funniest joke on earth. It was the kind of laugh Y/N loved to hear from her friends. Only it wasn't her friend who laughed.
Ada just stared, her mouth hung open but with the corners turned up. Shocked with both delight and confusion at the words. The laugh belonged to someone else. Someone who Y/N, in her haste to play detective, had accidentally missed. Someone who had overheard the conversation with just as much joy as Ada, but choose to remain silent until she couldn't hold her laughter in.
"Ada, I think that's the best thing I've heard in a while. You keep this one, she's fun."
An older woman, beautiful and with all-knowing eyes, met Y/N's glance and she finally turned to meet the "new" speaker. She had a look about her that said she could be just as cold as she was warm. She was a dangerous as she was smart. Luckily for Y/N the woman's face was warm indeed, though not as hot her own. Telling her friend how she felt about a strangers rear was one thing, but knowing another stranger heard it! Y/N didn't think it could be any worse.
"Already planned on it Pol."
Ada, finding her voice again, had finally spoke again. But she was still chuckling under her breath as she did so. It was as if both her and the older woman knew a joke Y/N didn't. But that was a thing for another time Y/N thought.
Pol, that sounded familiar to Y/N but she couldn't place where from. Instead she decided it would be best to stop gaping like a fish try to fix the small mess she just made. Because again it couldn't be any worse right.
"Hi. Ada you have company, and you are Ada's company. Ohhhh noooo. I barged in on you two and I'm interrupting and I just didn't know anyone else was here and you just heard all of that. I was just so excited because I thought Ada had date and like he didn't seem like a narcissistic asshole, and that was really good and and I'm rambling now so I'm gonna start over," Y/N paused, took a deep breath and stuck out her hand.
"Hi. I'm Y/N and I am sorry."
The woman, Pol, smirked at her and stuck out her own hand.
"Don't be sorry, Y/N, it's nice to know that at least someone's interested in furthering Ada's love life," Pol said, giving a quick side glance to the mentioned woman who gave a small huff and rolled her eyes. Obviously this type of conversation had come up before. And Polly continued turning to Ada, her tone now slightly sarcastic, "I'm just saying that your brothers do the same thing so it really shouldn't matter if you do either. You deserve to go out, find a good enough looking man and get laid? Isn't that was all the equality stuff is about anyway? Y/N what do you think of all that? Shouldn't our girl be just as able go out and have just as much fun as her brothers?"
The conversation have veered slightly from it's original course but none in the room seemed to mind.
"Ohh I agree with you on that ma'am. Remember Ada. This is a time of equal rights! And equal rights means equal fights; and equal fights means equal fucks!"
"Oh great, now there's two of you, if you keep this up you could give John and Arthur a run their money in the annoying awards," Ada groaned putting her head on the table in defeat briefly before it popped up again, "At least those two idiots I can hit. They won't hit back, but not you two. If I go after one of you I'm gonna have to get my nails done again. The brothers won't attack, but who's to say what would be done by the best friend and the aunt!"
"Aunt?," Y/N repeated as she heard the last word, "OH AUNT, Pol, Aunt Polly, you're Ada's Aunt! Oh I remember now! Ada said you were going to come down this weekend." She turned towards the Shelby women who both perked up suddenly as if remembering their own idea from before.
"Yes, she's my aunt. She came down with my cousin for the weekend. I've told you about him right," Ada said, her grin beginning to grow again, while Polly sat back and smiled, just watching and waiting for what she knew was about to happen.
"Your cousin.... cousin," Y/N spoke aloud as she thought, "Oh yeah, you've mentioned him before. He's the one who let Karl go down the stairs in a bin! You tried to stab him! Isn't his name M...."
Y/N froze.
Ada just stared at her friend with an innocent smile while Pol hid her smirk behind her cup of tea.
Things were falling into place and Y/N realized it was worse... it was so so much worse. If a random stranger hearing your opinions on another stranger's ass was bad enough.... if the random stranger was actually the first one's .....
"Ahhhhhhh..... nooooo....no no no. No. No. No....No. Polly's your aunt.... and Polly has a son named Michael... And Michael is apparently Mel's real name.... which means that I .... you heard me.... thank you?.... great bullocks." Y/N spewed out her head shooting back and forth between the pair of Shelby's wearing matching grins. Her head hit the table with a thud, much like Ada's had earlier as she tried to block out the whole interaction that just happened.
Maybe she should have just taken Karl to her house and let him play with her brother. They always had a riot of a time playing hide and seek, and making their own riots in the mini block town. That would have been a better option.
"Great Bollocks? Who's mine or my son's?"
Y/N laughed. She laughed and kept chuckling under her breath, it was all she could do. Of all the worst ways to meet someone's mom. Polly didn't even know Y/N's name before she knew all about Y/N thoughts on her son's rear end.... Releasing a deep sigh Y/N decided there was only one thing left to do in a situation like this. Standing up from her chair she looked at her companions.
"Right, I really just want to say... OH DEAR THE COOKIES ARE BURNING!!!!"
Alarmed, the Shelby women looked towards the oven to make sure the cookies were not in fact burning, and Y/N took her chance to make a break for the door. For someone who despised all things running, she was surprisingly fast.
"I'll just let you deal with that. I gotta get home to make sure my brother has stayed out of the dog food..yeah the dog food. Did I tell you he got dog? Yeah that happened. It was great talking with y'all!! Byeeeeeee!"
Before the remaining two could even take two steps towards the fleeing girl, the door to the house shut firmly and she was gone. Ada was about to go after her and make sure she was alright. Even if it was funny to see her friend mistake her cousin for her lover, Ada still wanted to make sure she wasn't too embarrassed. Y/N liked to laugh a lot, but Ada was close enough to Y/N to know her laughs also hide her friend's anxiety at times. But Polly stopped her niece by grabbing her arm.
"Oh don't worry about her."
"Pol you don't understand. I know her and even if she laughed she's dying inside. I need to let her know it's alright."
"No, let her go now. She'll be back," Polly spoke, pointing to the bag sitting by the door belonging to neither her nor her niece, "You and I need to get ready for a night out."
"But Pol. I sti..."
"No buts. You and I are dressing up and going out tonight. No men. Esme and Linda are on their way down too, if Lizzie can keep them from killing each other. So go upstairs and put on the dress you shove in the back of the closet when your brothers are here and get ready. I'll put Karl down and then change into my dress. Michael should be here any minute and we take his car."
"If it's no men then why are we taking Michael's car? And who's going to watch Karl while I'm out? James is gone for the weekend and I don't want to leave him alone if something happens. Besides if that is Y/N's pack she will be back tonight. It probably has her keys in it and she needs to get in. Someone should be here when she gets them."
Polly smirked a smirk only she could pull off.
"Ada dear I said WE'RE taking Michael's Car. I never said he was coming with us....
Summary: Needy and aching for some relief, you turn to Rafe, who is more than happy to help you with your problem
Warnings: Spit, Creampie (wrap it up), breeding kink, choking, just pure filth, so many other more dirty shit, 18+ [Slightly Edited]
a/n: ;)) ahahahahahahahaha enjoy this one ;) [This has been in my drafts for almost 2 months oml]
You may not post or sell this as your own anywhere.
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You groaned for the third time as you threw your phone next to you. You’ve been trying to find the perfect video to get yourself off for the past 25 minutes and to your dismay, there was zero hope of finding one you might like.
You lay in bed, contemplating what to do.
Call Jj? See what the gang is up to?
Maybe, your sneaky link who would be more than happy to help you?
Grabbing your phone, you press the familiar name and sent him a text, hoping he'd be willing to help you out.
‘Are you busy?’ You typed quickly with your thumbs, praying he’d see the message on time.
Not even 2 minutes later your phone is vibrating as he responds with a simple, ‘You know where to find me.’
It was your usual spot, hidden away from the public eye in the corner of a parking lot. The spot was covered by the dead light that no longer worked above the spot, giving you both all the privacy you could ever need.
There stood his truck parked in the corner, in all its glory.
Quickly trotting towards the door, you open it to be greeted by a grinning Rafe, who was wearing khakis shorts and a black polo.
Those damn shorts.
“Someone having trouble with their fingers?” He teased, leaning back against his seat before turning to face you, the air hitting his face and keeping him from melting at the sight of you.
You wore a simple loose dress, giving him the quick access that he needed.
But he wasn’t gonna give you what you wanted today like he usually did. No, he had a whole plan made up in his mind, a fantasy that’s been taunting him for the last few days.
“Oh, shut up.” You respond, closing the door behind you, leaning towards his face to press a soft kiss against his lips, which he happily returned, his hands wandering down to your ass to squeeze it tightly against his hands.
“Mhm, missed daddy that much, then?” His wandering hands slid your underwear to the side, his index finger sliding down your folds slowly, collecting your arousal, “All needy for my cock, huh sweetheart?” He whispered against your ear, your hands gripping onto his bicep as he finger-teased your entrance
“Rafe..” Your lips moaned against his ear, pushing back against his finger, hoping for some relief.
“Tsk tsk, not that easy today,” His tone warning you, sliding his hands to press you back into the seat.
You sat there confused, leaning back on your seat while you stared at him, "What do you mean?"
He stayed quiet and chuckled, "You see this?" he pointed down at a tent in his pants, his package poking painfully against the buttons, "He needs some love from you, don't you think?" grabbing the seats handle on the side, he pushed the seat back with his body, giving you better access to his angry member.
Without a word you leaned forward, your fingers holding onto the buttons as you unbutton his shorts, his body rising up to help you slide them down to his knees.
Not wanting to tease him you slipped his briefs down along with his pants, an angry cock head staring back at you. Swollen and red with pre-cum leaking from his tip. His hands wrapped themselves against your hair, gripping it tightly to get a better view of your face.
Your tongue pressed against his slit, earning a hiss from his mouth as he groaned. Not wanting to tease you wrapped your lips around his tip, sliding your head down as you took him down your throat, choking as you did so.
He was far too big for your mouth and he loved it. His hands pressed your head down as you moaned against his thick shaft, your hand cupping his balls as you held them, squeezing them softly.
"That mouth was made for my cock," he groaned, not wanting to keep his eyes off of you
You moaned against him in agreement, earning a pull against your hair, "Just like that pussy was made for me, that small hole of yours loves me."
His hand traveled to grab onto your dress, pulling it up to slide a finger down your folds and into your welcoming warm cavern.
He pumped his finger against you, not hesitating to add two more, stretching your walls with his fingers. You clenched around them; tears rolling down your eyes as he kept your head down for a few seconds each time you had him down your throat
“Look how she reacts, she missed daddy so much, didn’t she?” He purrs down at your aching pussy, yearning for his cock
With a soft slap to your clit he pulls your head back, tapping your chin, “Open.”
You’ve never felt dirtier, your mascara was smeared around your eyes, and a string of saliva connected you and his angry cock as you stared up at him, catching your breath.
You stuck out your tongue, waiting patiently for what’s to come, “such a good girl f’me.” He sighed in contentment, leaning forward slightly as he spat down against your mouth, letting it string down before pressing a rough kiss against your lips, gripping your hair tightly in his hands.
Your hands never left his cock, pumping him slowly as you move your lips against his, tongue pressed against his own before he pulled away, tapping your ass, “On top.”
He pushed his seat all the way back, sliding off his polo shirt while you waited.
His hands grabbed you towards him, keeping them against your cheeks, spreading them slowly as you slid down his cock, earning a gasp from the both of you as you did so.
“How can you feel so much bigger than last time?” You whimpered, hands pressed against his chest as you slid down all the way. His hand pressed against your stomach, a small smile forming on his lips, “Can’t you tell how much he’s missed you? You’re his home.”
His hips pushed up against yours, earning a melodic moan, “She’s practically begging to be creamed.”
You whimpered, pressing your face against his neck while you slammed your hips down against his repeatedly, swallowing him in with each thrust.
"Fuckk!" you cry out in pleasure, overwhelmed with his thick girth hitting each spot inside of you, eyes rolling back trying to savor every moment.
His hands slid up to your throat, pulling your face back to keep his eyes on yours as he wrapped his hands around your throat, pushing up against you with a merciless rhythm, knocking all the air out of you in one quick brutal pace, your mouth hanging open—his lips hovered over yours to spit against your mouth, letting out a soft growl on your lips, "Taking me so fucking well."
You let out a few strangled noises, your walls tightening around him, "I'm- fuck. I'm close,"
His movements slowed down as you spoke, feeling empty after he slid out of you, "No, you're not."
You whined, your eyes watering at the thought of being denied to cum, "Rafe, please," you begged, pressing small kisses to his lips as he shook his head, gripping your sides while he opened the door, "Quiet."
He stood up, looking around the deserted area before looking down at your spread body, "M'gonna fuck you out here, and you better be fucking quiet."
Tapping your body to turn over, you pressed your chest against the warm seat, legs held up as you stood up and bend over slightly, not responding.
That earned you a slap against your ass, earning a whimper from your plump lips, "Did I make myself clear, slut?"
"Yes," you quickly nod, pressing back against his cock, your cunt inviting him back in as he slid back into you, biting his lips to stay quiet.
With both of his hands against each side of your hips, he leaned down as he pounded into you roughly, his desperate thrusts pushed you over the edge, the familiar build-up forming in your stomach as you twirled your hips back against his quickly, biting into your arm to keep yourself from screaming.
His lips pressed against your ear, heavily breathing against you— the sound of your skin clapping got louder, his hunger for devouring you taking over, "Such a slut for letting me take you at this hour, begging for my cock,"
One of his hands slid down to rub against your clit in a circular motion, knowing just how to control your body.
Your body was on fire, your cheeks burning hot while your heart raced at an alarming rate, not able to hold yourself back as your muscles tightened, your legs trembling as you came undone.
He stayed quiet, letting you finish yourself off on his cock, your pussy clenched around his tip, earning the seed that now filled her warm cavern, a quiet moan slipping past his lips as he painted your walls, "Shouldn't have done that."
His body came to a halt, sliding out of you and pressing two fingers against your clit, pushing his essence back into you, "Now I'm really gonna breed you."
He turned you onto your back, rubbing his tip against your aching and needy entrance before bucking his hips against yours, the sound of a police car from afar earning his attention— a small smirk appearing on his face as he looked down at you, "And you better hurry, before we get caught."
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- (0:04) finn stealing food
- (0:20) arthur: “we really need to do a map”
- tommy’s fucking voice/accent
- (1:14) arthur eating a carrot in the background
- (1:23) “no fucking sucking petrol out of their fucking cars” - that’s been an issue before?, ahaha
- (1:27) micheal casually leaning against the wall and smoking, no fucks given
- (1:43-2:01) tommy saying “no fighting”, yet, breaking his rule seconds later by pushing a waiter who innocently walked behind him. and arthur immediately throwing a carrot seconds later
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