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doll3tt33 · 2 days

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My haunted lungs, ghost in the sheets…

(sub!colin zabel x dom!reader)

Summary: collared and leashed up, Colin finds himself under your dominant control, submitting himself as your fucktoy for the night. Buuuut, there may or may not be a fun little plot twist at the end :)

Wordcount: 2k

Warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, BDSM, collar and leash, slight choking, orgasm denial, degradation, use of ‘m’am’, dumbification (I think??), Colin being the dork he is

A/N: this was supposed to be a drabble originally but I kept adding on and on, so it’s kinda all over the place and rly choppy??? Idk I’m tired of editing it so whatever

“Mm… hah-… please… faster m-ma’am…”

Lewd moans, mingled with a chorus of whispered cusses managed to escape Colin’s breathless body, heart thudding in his chest with a suffocating anticipation.

His throat constricted, struggling to draw in even the slightest gasp of air, hindered further by the snug collar encircling his neck - a bright Barbie pink one, adorned with glitter too for whatever reason that he did not question.

And there you were, holding the leash firmly in your hand, owning him like the willing little fucktoy he was in that moment.

A tingling buzz reverberated in his ears as you rode his cock perfectly, his tip kissing the spongey spot inside of you with each slippery stroke, effortlessly sliding into your cunt like warm, melted butter. It was seamless - each motion melding into the next, polished to a fine sheen. He never recalled sex ever feeling this good, a bit too good in fact, that it was almost unreal.

Colin's body trembled, his knees threatening to give way as a powerful shockwave of quivers surged through his muscles. His dick twitched inside of you, sensitivity reaching a new height as his every nerve tingled with sizzling anticipation. “Oh god, oh god!-” he rasped, each breath a heaving groan.

His hands, desperately splayed across your back, leaving a trail of crescent-shaped imprints on your flushed skin, evidence of his fervent grip. With each of your movements, his hips met yours, matching your relentless rhythm. “Mmf- fuck, I think I’m gonna…” he teetered off into another hoarse gasp, leaving his lips parted. “…Shit, can’t h-hold it in any longer, ‘m gonna cum!”

“Oh baby,” you breathed, your finger tracing the outline of his jaw. As his impending orgasm loomed closer, you purposely slowed your movements, every inch of him pulsating against your tight walls.

Then, without warning, you took control, yanking the leash with a firm tug until he was face to face with you. Your eyes, dark and playful, held fast to his own round, alarmed ones. “Where are your manners? I don’t recall granting you permission to finish, did I?” You cooed in mock reproach, gaze fluttering across the contours of his face, made striking by a sheen of sweat and that edge of desperation that clung to him like a second skin.

“Uhm… I…” Colin mumbled between heavy panting. His mind was adrift, distracted by the heady cocktail of sensations that rendered him blissfully dazed.

At his lack of response, you gave the leash another harsh tug, jolting him back to focus with a startled yelp. “I said,” you repeated, voice laced with a steely edge. “did I give you permission to cum? Colin.” Each syllable enunciated sternly, as if giving orders to a disobedient pup.

Wide-eyed, Colin stared at you with a strange blend of terror and a whole lot of arousal, practically fucked stupid. “Yes- I mean no- no you didn’t! I uh-“ he gulped, throat bobbing as he struggled to find the right words, the collar constricting his neck only adding to his unease.

“I apologize,” he finally managed to utter out. “Can I… may I cum, ma’am?…” His voice cracked, and his legs quivered under the weight of his desire, a battle waged within to contain himself from jack-hammering into you like a wild animal in heat.

With a flickering smile, you leaned closer, draping your voice in an intimate rumble to tease him further. “Uh-uh, nope,” you replied, still rolling your hips at a torturously slow speed, the thickness of his cock's veins gently massaging your fleshy insides. “I wanna hear you beg for it, like a good boy.”

Bewilderment and eagerness dawned across Colin's face, his unblinking eyes reflecting a hint of flustered excitement. "Go on," you urged, punctuating your words with an exaggerated mewl of pleasure, almost as if you were starring in a cheesy porno. "Beg for me, beg for me to let you cum so you can have that sweet relief you crave so so desperately.”

A blush crept up his neck, staining his cheeks cherry red. “…P-Please ma’am,” he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. “Please let me cum…” The neediness in his tone was unmistakable, a raw plea that seemed to have ignited an almost sickening glimmer of excitement to stir within your features.

“Huh? What was that?” You giggled kittenishly.

“Speak up, I wanna hear that pretty voice of yours begging for me.” You picked your rhythm back up, each vigorous thrust urging his words to the surface. In response, his hips jerked upwards, nearly causing you to bounce on his dick like a pornstar possessed.

“I-I said please!” Colin moaned out, focusing his resolve behind squeezed eyelids as he clings to restraint, awaiting that delicious green light with bated breath. “Pretty please? ’m gonna b-burst here.” He sputtered, bordering on a pathetic whimper of plea, most likely receiving the worst case of blue balls in his life.

A slow, wicked smile spread across your face, savoring the sound of his submission. “Mm that’s what I like to hear, such a good boy. So desperate and whiny for me…” you hummed softly in delight, reveling in the sight of Colin writhing pitifully beneath you.

With a swift, commanding motion, you rode him harder, you pulled your hips down as you buried his cock balls-deep into your weeping heat, your slickness embracing his length with an irresistible spongey grip. Instinctively, Colin’s own hips strained upwards once more, attempting to match your movements, but his mind was an absolute dizzying tangle of horniness and horniness alone to keep up.

“Y-Yes… jus’ please don’t stop… you feel so fuckin’ good, holy shit-“ a groan bounced out from his throat, momentarily choking on his own words. “God, you’re so soft, b-but tight! But also reaaaally crazy soft, like- like what is happening?” He chuckled breathlessly, before blurting out the worst choice of words possible.

"Hah- it feels like I'm having sex with a cloud..."

Quickly, his jabbering came to a screeching halt as he realized the absurdity of his comparison - he probably shouldn’t tell the person he’s having sex with that they feel like ‘condensed water vapor’ of all things.

“Ohmygod- that came out wrong,” he rushed to backtrack for the life of him, his words stumbling over one another. “I-I don’t know why I said that. Jus’ for the record, you feel like a perfectly normal beautiful woman, definitely NOT a cloud. Sorry, did I turn you off there or?….”

Exasperation pulled your lips into a tight, grim line, a loud sigh escaped you as Colin's rambling continued, his words blending into a flustered flurry that you chose to tune out.

When he paused to take a breath, you interjected with a sharpness that cut through the air. “Do me a favor and shut it,” you commanded, emphasizing your words with a forceful grind of your pelvis. The sensation of his thick length stretching and filling your tightness loosed trails of shivers to race along his skin, briefly distracting him from his own incessant chatter.

Colin, catching onto your unspoken demand, mirrored your actions with a reflexive shudder of his body. A quick nod, filled with frenzied energy, served as an agreement to keep his mouth shut for good.

“S-Sorry… y’ever just… hah-… word-vomit nonsense first thing?… actually… jus’ ignore me…” his sentence dissolved into a breathless whimper, his focus reclaiming the brink of climax, where pleasure threatened to consume him once again.

Your icy visage cracked, revealing a hint of amusement playing on your lips as you tutted at him. "It's alright, baby," you murmured, a touch of patronizing affection coloring your voice. "Just keep being my pretty little plaything, okay?" With the back of your hand, you gently caressed his cheek, offering him a fleeting trace of your touch.

“…Yes m’am,” Colin sighed softly, oblivious to the implications and unconcerned about being referred to as a mere 'plaything’. Right now, his pride took a backseat, dignity completely thrown out the window.

Curiously, his gaze wandered downwards, fixating on your perky breasts, helplessly spellbound by the way your tits bounced right above his face with each collision of your bodies, lips curled up ever so slightly in burgeoning grin of delight. As shameless as it was, what man doesn’t have his vices? Colin certainly does, that’s for sure.

“Colin, baby…” a muted moan of bliss broke from your lips, head lolled back as you rocked your body faster, thighs flexing and relaxing in turn. “…I want you to do something for me…” Your sultry whisper snared Colin's attention once more as his admiring stare traveled from your chest to linger on your features, brown doe eyes gleaming with fervor.

“A-Ah… yes?… what i-is it?…” Each word from Colin came out more ragged than the last, matching the fiery intensity building low between his thighs.

Gaze softening, a rosy glow overspread your face, betraying the growing tension winding within the depths of your loins, ready for release “…I want you t-to be a good boy and fill me up real good. Fill me till I’m all nice, warm, and full,” The words slipped from your tongue like liquid velvet, every phrase gliding past in a way that enthralled Colin completely, his pupils darkening over your moving form with undisguised longing.

“Can you do that for me Col?” you asked tenderly, the hold on the leash tightening, the collar exerting its grip, pressing firmly against his ruddied skin - though blunt in deed, your words still rang a syrupy sweetness.

Yet, instead of diminishing, the impact fanned Colin’s excitement into a rising tide. A blissful balm bled through his being, loosening every taut limb into rapture. “Yes!… fuck… Mm.. god,” he panted incoherently, his back arching slightly off the bed as he bottomed out inside you with increased vigor, his red swollen tip continuously bumping deep into you, practically shattering your cervix (or so he thought)

“I wanna f-fill you up so bad… wanna be a good boy for you…” he babbled uncontrollably, mouth moving on its own as a string of nonsense tumbled out in a disjointed rhythm - another word-vomit he’d rather be caught dead than ever spew in any other scenario.

However in the end, none of it weighed on him much, for when you felt so warm and tight around him, ready to milk him dry as things were reaching to an all-consuming climax…

And finally…

Fate decided to deliver a massively rude interruption and pull its trademark cock-blocking move.

BEEP-BEEP

An alarm brazenly blared, and almost immediately, slivers of Colin’s consciousness snapped back to reality. Disoriented, he blinked in the gray dawn light, peering about in confusion as he found only rumpled sheets, where moments before had… you, on top (and of course, the unforgettable sparkly hot pink collar and leash)

In a moment of trepidation, his hand blindly reached for connection as it dipped into his boxers, only for his fingertips to feel something quite... sticky. Well… this is a new low - cumming in his sleep from a dream where you topped and dominated him? Good one Colin, good one.

At the same time, as much as he tried to downplay the dream's "appeal," his libido had little choice but to take notice that it piqued his interests in a way a dreary month of monastic masturbation never could.

Yeah he’d carry this to his grave. In fact, this dream was hitting the coffin six feet under and hopefully deeper. This was staying strictly on a need-to-know basis, and no one but him needed to know, especially NOT you.

However… despite the reluctance to admit, the last hazy remnants of the dream clung to his fading sleep, awaking him with a lingering warmth that refused to fully release its hold. So perhaps, continuing where he left off wouldn’t hurt… right?

“Jus’ a little longer..." he sighed wistfully, eyes fluttering shut once more, hoping to slip back into his dream about you (and perhaps into you). But reality began to intrude as embarrassment set in. "Woah-ho-ho, wait-" Colin jerked upright as if struck, vigorously shaking his head in an effort to banish such thoughts. "Nope. Nopety-nope, not going there. Get a grip Colin, get a grip." he mentally scolded himself.

With flushed cheeks, Colin scrambled out of bed - best not to linger on fanciful sex dreams and instead focus on changing out of his sweaty cum-stained boxers.

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SORRY IF THE PLOT TWIST IS RLY SILLY LMAOOO. I want to clarify that this was not a last minute idea, because reading it now… it really looked like I decided to throw it in there randomly-

The fic was supposed to be shorter and more ‘fuzzy’, like an actual dreamlike atmosphere, but then I went overboard with the details which is kinda dumb, cuz who has this much sensory experience in a dream bro 😭😭

🤍 taglist (probs will be writing an older!grumpy neighbor!Kit smut next, lemme know if u wanna be tagged!): @lacucarachapisser @fear-is-truth @evanpetersbf @nickrhodeslittledarling @babydollxxblood

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missuswalker · 5 months

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Please can I request a Colin Zabel smut where he loses his virginity with fem reader and he's all like clumsy and bashful, yet a sweetheart? Thank u <3

𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 || 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⌕ summary: colin wants you so bad, but he’s also a 30 year old virgin and really has no fucking clue how to let you know he’s ready to change that

⌕ warnings: SMUT!!! loss of virginity, oral (male receiving), piv

⌕ notes: of course, honey !! i’m not great at writing colin, despite how much i adore him, but i really hope you enjoy 💗

there’s a light tap at the door of your apartment, which had been unlocked in expectancy of your boyfriend’s arrival. the door creaks open, colin’s head peeking through, bright smile on his face. “hi,” he greets simply, stepping inside and gently shutting the door behind himself, turning the lock. “you should keep that door locked, you wouldn’t believe how many people’s homes get broken into just because they forget to lock their door.”

you roll your eyes lightheartedly at the comment, standing up from your leather couch to wrap your arms around colin’s neck, bringing him down into a quick kiss. “it’s only been unlocked for, like, five minutes,” you defend, grinning up at him. he rolls his eyes back, pecking your lips once more. “i have a key, y/n, you don’t need to leave the door unlocked for me,” he sighs, moving his lips to your shoulder.

“bad day?” you ask, picking up on the slight slip of exhaustion in his voice. he shakes his head, rubbing your back. “not bad, just long. missed you,” he hums. you nod, playing with the hair of the nape of his neck. “can i make you feel better?” you ask, really having no ulterior motive than to feed the boy and let him take a nap in your bed, but he perks up immediately, looking a little shocked.

“uh, i don’t.. what did you have in mind?” he fumbles, biting the inside of his cheek. you shrug, turning to look at your small kitchen. “i mean, i made some pasta for lunch, i can heat that up, or i can make you a sandwich or something?” you suggest, his tense shoulders relaxing again. “you don’t have to make me a sandwich, the pasta is fine.” he says, though there’s a hint of disappointment in his voice.

“i’ll make you the sandwich if you really want it,” you insist, not understanding the sudden mood shift. “no, that’s not what… i just thought you meant something else,” he shakes his head, eyes shut. “about the pasta?” you raise an eyebrow. “no, not about the- what? that doesn’t even make sense, no. about the taking care of me thing,” he answers, furrowing his eyebrows.

“do you wanna go lay down? or use my shower? i still have some of your man soap, the one that smells like masculinity and forests or whatever,” you offer, joking lightly about his stupid ‘pine’ soap. “no, that’s okay,” he declines, offering an awkward smile and a pat to the arm. “then what do you want, baby?”

god, he did not want to answer that.

“i thought that you wanted to… you know, have sex? jesus, don’t even say anything, i’m sorry,” a rambles, pinching the bridge of his nose. “is that what you want?” you ask, ignoring his request for you to completely forget about what he just said. “no, no. well, yeah, but we can’t.” he groans internally, confusing himself. “i don’t care that you’re a virgin, if that’s what you’re worried about, colin.”

he hesitates, looking up at the ugly, cream colored ceiling or your apartment. “i just don’t want it to be bad. for you.” you almost laugh at his worry. “honey, it’s not gonna be bad. i want to if you want to,” you reassure, giving him an honest smile. he looks down at you, pursing his lips. “are you sure? we don’t have to tonight. we don’t even have to. ever.” you roll your eyes, grabbing his arm and tugging, trying to lead him to your room. “it’s gonna happen at some point, colin. c’mon, stop worrying,” you say, trying to bring him out of that nervous shell.

he relaxes a bit at your unseriousness, deciding that he really wanted this now. as he sits at the edge of your neatly made bed, you stand between his legs, leaning down to kiss him, both hands cupping his cheeks. he returns the kiss immediately, his hands finding home on your hips. his tongue meets yours, almost testing the waters. you had made out before, but it felt different now that it was leading to something way bigger than simple kissing.

he can already feel himself growing stiff at the thought of just having you. he tugs at the hem of your shirt, silently asking you to remove the stupid thing, and as soon as you gave him the okay, he lifts it, attempting to pull it over your head. as it gets caught, he laughs, giving a quick “sorry” and allowing you to do it instead. as soon as it’s off, your lips are reconnected.

“is this okay?” he asks, his hands sliding up your sides, resting right under the band of your bra. “yeah,” you breath out, bringing your lips to his jaw. his hands hesitantly hover over your tits, finally squeezing them after what felt like forever. he trails his hands back down your body, messing with the button of your jeans, eyebrows furrowed. at his struggle, you gently push his hands away, moving onto your knees, undoing his jeans.

“hey, tell me to stop if you change your mind, okay?” he nods in response, watching with big eyes as you slide his jeans down his legs. the thick outline of his cock stretched his boxers, begging to be freed from its confines. he felt the urge to laugh in the moment as a nervous reaction, but he held back, watching intently as you pulled down the waistband of his underwear, his dick standing against his stomach. “you don’t have to do that if- shit, if you don’t want to,” he reassures, interrupted halfway by your hand squeezing gently around his length.

“i want to, for you,” you say, stroking him a few times before bringing him into you mouth, squeezing your lips around his burning tip. he huffs, hand immediately finding its way to your hair, grabbing a fistful. you slowly go down on his dick, hollowing out your cheeks and he does everything in his power to not just shove your head all the way down. you begin to bob your head at a steady rhythm, colin’s free hand gripping your bedspread. only after a minute, his cock twitches, warning you of his release.

“oh god, i’m sorry, baby, i’m gonna cum,” he moans, trying to push your face away, but you keep up with your motions, colin ultimately spilling down your throat, a tiny bit of the white liquid dribbling down your chin. you release him from your lips, swallowing his mess and wiping the rest with the back of your hand. “hey, that’s fine, it’s fine,” you say, crawling up onto the bed. “c’mere,” you says, opening your arms to him.

he practically pounces on you, his tongue down your throat as soon as he could get it past your lips. the bitter taste of his release makes him scrunch his nose, but he doesn’t break the kiss, only moving to unclasp your bra. “damn, how do you do this,” he huffs, letting out a bit of a laugh at his unsuccessful attempt, you giggling along with him, and instead just pulling it over your head, freeing your tits.

“god, you’re so pretty,” he groans, cupping your breasts, already hard again. “colin, fuck me,” you say, your bluntness catching him by surprise, though he doesn’t waste any time, finally getting that button undone and sliding your jeans to your ankles, allowing you to kick them the rest of the way off. upon noticing the wetness already ruining your panties, he groans, leaning forward to place sloppy, open mouthed kisses to your neck.

he pulls off his shirt, tossing it to the side, fully discarding his boxers as well before hooking a finger into the side of your underwear, gently tugging them down your thighs. “i could die right now, you’re so beautiful,” he praises, dragging a finger through your slick. you whine at the sudden contact with your pussy, tossing your head back into your mattress. he straddles you, one leg on each side of your body, pumping himself a couple times before lining himself up with your entrance.

“promise me that you want this and that this is okay,” he says, bringing a hand to your cheek. “i promise, colin, please, i need it,” you beg, putting your own hand over his. he guides his tip in between your folds, pushing in slightly, already moaning at the tight sensation. he has to hold himself up for a minute before he pushes himself all the way in, cock buried deep in your cunt.

he was almost overwhelmed at the feeling, burying his face in the crook of your neck. it’s not long, though, before he’s moving, slow thrusts, in and out, in and out. he’d never experienced something so heavenly. “oh my god, y/n, you- fuckkk,” he groans, picking up his speed. you let out another whine, hand over your face, tits bouncing with each thrust. as he began to speed up even more, you knew he wouldn’t last much longer. “colin, you’re doing so good, baby, go ahead, you can cum,” you say, biting the pinkish flesh of your lip.

the heat of his cum fills you up, his cock twitching. colin nearly collapsing on top of you, arms wrapped tightly around your waist. “you felt so good, so good, just for me, y/n. i love you so much,” he mumbles, lips pressed against your bare shoulder. “i love you too,” you breathe, kissing his temple. “did you cum?” he asks. “don’t worry about me,” you say, massaging his scalp with your finger tips. “i wanted you to. i want you to,” he continues, kissing up your neck. “really, don’t worry about me.”

“you’re so good to me.”

“yeah, i know.”

sorry that it isn’t super in depth i’m so tired but i like this one it’s so silly

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marchsfreakshow · 25 days

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Just There [Colin Zabel]

Fluff / drabble

You were standing outside of the police station, waiting for Colin, when Mare comes out and quickly raises her own concern for you.

First Colin fic please be nice to me, this probably won't sound too great </3

No one's perspective.

⊹˚.⋆ ₊꒷ᘏᘏ︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹˚ᗢ₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷

A warm coffee in their hands, and wind blowing past. "...hey." They piped up when they heard Mare's voice. She still looked as frazzled as ever, with tired eyes, messy hair, and a thick jacket over her. Still holding that goddamn vape as usual.

"oh, hi Mare. Um, is Colin leaving work soon?"

"..yeah, he's stressed. I think. Kinda can't figure out this case we're doing." She sighed and gripped her vape, ready to potentially use it. They nodded understandingly but sighed again, and took a warming sip of their coffee. "Just go home and stay there until he comes home, seriously."

They shook their head firmly. "I'd rather be here and make sure he's alright now." A concerned feeling fell over their furrowed brows. Shivering in the cold spring, wearing a small coat, and thin jeans. Underestimating the weather yet again.

"That's your choice." And Mare went on her way. Turning on her car and driving away.

Only a few minutes went by before the door opened, and they turned on their heel, smiling at the man walking past. He didn't even recognise his significant other until he did a double take. An instant smile and they were wrapped in his arms, body heat warming them. Gloved hands holding their freezing face. It could've caused a blush due to how warm Colin felt from being inside all day. Kiss after kiss after kiss. "Suprise." They chuckled, resting a free hand on his chest.

"Definitely a surprise. Welcome one though." Rubbing their arms, he smiled widely and kept soft eye contact. "Let's get home okay? You gotta be freezing." A nod and his hand placed on their back as a quick walk to the car ensued. A small blast of wind made them both shiver, now sitting in the car just as rushed as the wind.

The car got turned on quick and the tiny radiator on as rapidly. "Ready?"

"Always." He grinned towards them. "How long have you been waiting out here for me?"

"ehhh, not long."

"how long?" The car started, and they drove to Zabel's place. His voice was a bit sterner, and staring over at them. A click of their tongue a chuckle.

"about like an hour and a half."

"of course you were." Zabel chuckled, rubbing their shoulder a bit as trees and roads zipped past them.

Comfortable silence until they got to Zabel's place. Sighs and slow movements while they got comfortable in each other's arms on the couch. Crackles and pops of the tiny fire. Sleepy stares at the flaming blends of red, orange and yellow. No words spoke, but so many thoughts were expressed. The room lull was added by soft kisses, one after the other.

Staying by each other's side, never leaving. Finding comfort in a room if the other was just standing there, minding their business.

"Love you.." sleepily mumbled, nuzzling into their neck.

"I love you more Colin." Whispered back, leaning against him. Falling asleep to the peaceful quiet of a fire and kisses.

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Tag: @babygorewhore @slutforgarlogan @slvt4jamesmarch @coentinim @nahoyasboyfriend @bluerthanvelvet444 @tatelangdonsweater @fear-is-truth @newwavesylviaplath

#evan peters #colin zabel #colin zabel x you #colin zabel x reader #evan peters x you #evan peters imagine #evan peters x reader #x reader #fluff #mare of easttown #lord im so nervous

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spookievan · 1 year

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undercover? or under the covers?

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layla4567 · 8 months

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Vaccines are good

Dad!Colin Zabel x Mom!fem!reader

Summary: You and your husband Colin make up a happy family, Colin turned out to be a great father and you both love your little son. But can the detective get out of trouble when they take his son to be vaccinated?

Warnings: fluffy things and mention of needles and childhood illnesses of course

Word count: 2.8k ***************

Colin was preparing lunch while Alex was sitting at the table drawing with his crayons. The handsome detective smashed two eggs into the pan, adding salt, pepper and coriander and then began to beat them with the fork. He would take care of preparing something else for Alex, over time he had learned that the little one didn't like omelettes. He arranged the food on the plates and served them on the table waiting for you to get home from work.

"Hey champion, what are you drawing?" Colin asked, bringing his face closer to the sheet of paper.

The boy happily held the paper up with pride. "It's you with your police car!"

Colin smiled when he saw himself in that drawing. The colors spilled out of the lines but the detective could clearly be seen standing next to his car, which had the dome lights on, shining red and blue. Alex was very proud of his father and always said that when he grows up he wants to be like him, he even often wore his father's clothes and played cops and robbers with his schoolmate. Colin always laughs but obviously he worries that his son will be involved in a dangerous and stressful job like that.

"It's amazing kid! you even drew the details of my uniform, you are talented!"

Alex's cheeks turned tulip-pink with pure joy as he smiled widely. The boy was a carbon copy of his father, same eyes, same hair and every time he smiled you saw Colin. Suddenly there was a sound of keys opening the door and a sweet voice announced their arrival.

"It's mom!!" Alex got out of his chair running towards the door while you opened it laughing at his enthusiasm. Colin also came to meet you.

"Hey! How was my teddy bear today?"

You scooped Alex into your arms as you planted a loud, slobbery kiss on his cheek. The little boy laughed and then with a grimace of disgust he wiped his cheek without stopping laughing, his face was so funny that it infected you with laughter. You weren't afraid to show how much you loved your son even if you were a little clingy at times.

"Hi sweetie, welcome home." Colin hugged you around the waist and kissed you tenderly on the lips.

"Ew..". The boy said, making a disgusted face and looking away.

Colin laughed tenderly. "Why don't you show mommy what you did today, huh?"

The boy nodded with great enthusiasm and jumping happily.

"Let's see Alex, show me"

Your son grabbed your hand and quickly led you to the table where his little drawing rested. With both hands he raised it to the level of his face.

"Ta-daa!! Guess who it is!!"

You gasped in surprise as you grabbed the drawing from the boy's small hands. You looked at it carefully while smiling sweetly. The proportions of the things he had drawn were not perfect but they seemed adorable to you.

"Oh my god Alex, it's beautiful! And It's daddy! and with his police car of course"

"Yeah!! you guessed it!". Alex smiled at you with that gap between his frontal paddles that seemed so tender and pretty to you.

"Let's hang your drawing on the refrigerator door, what do you think, honey?"

Your son shouted yes and you gave Colin a smiling look.

"I think it's a great idea babe"

While you placed the drawing under two magnets Colin asked his son what he wanted for lunch.

"Ok little champ, what do you want for lunch? You don't want an omelet, right?"

Alex shook his head vigorously while sticking out his tongue in a grimace of disgust.

Colin smiled in amusement. "Alright, alright. How about pasta?"

"Yay I love pasta!!"

The detective laughed amused, it was no secret that your son loved Italian food. you turned around looking at them happily.

"Ok, then pasta will be"

Your husband had gotten up from his seat to put the noodles in a pot when Alex sneezed loudly. Colin stopped halfway looking at you while you approached Alex with concern.

"What was that, hun?" You gently took his chin in your hand, inspecting him.

"I don't know, mommy". Alex sniffed the snot with his nose as he wiped it on a sleeve.

"I already told you not to wipe your snot on your sleeve, you'll make it dirty."

"Sorry mom.."

You looked for a disposable tissue in your purse that Colin handed you and leaned close to your son's face.

"Come here"

You carefully wiped his nose while inspecting his nasal passages for any possible infection or irritation but found nothing alarming.

"Well It seems like you don't have any infection, maybe it's a simple allergy. "My love, was he like this all day?" You turned to look at your husband who returned a worrying look.

"Actually no, he was perfect. Just now he started sneezing"

You put your arms on your hips as you looked at your son thoughtfully who looked back at you a little scared.

"But he had already had a cold last week, right?"

Colin nodded. You still remembered what it had been like last week. Alex had had a fever and cough and had stayed in bed resting as the doctor had said. The poor thing couldn't leave the house to play with his friends and spent time eating soups that he considered very bland.

Worried, you walked quickly to your bedroom to look for Alex's vaccination record. You checked that everything was in order, Alex had all the vaccines from when he was a few months old baby. But he was missing the measles vaccine, which he had to get at age 5. Alarmed, you returned to the kitchen with the booklet in your hand. Alex had a terrified face when he saw it, he already knew that the storm was about to break loose.

"Colin, Alex doesn't have the measles vaccine and he's already 6, he must get it as soon as possible".

When the little boy heard the word vaccine, he jumped in his chair.

"Sure, it makes sense. The symptoms are fever, cough and runny nose, that's what he suffered last week"

"Come on, bring the car keys, we have to take him to the nearest hospital".

The detective grabbed the keys that were hanging on a cute keychain on the wall hand painted by Alex and you grabbed your purse and put on a jacket. When you called your son, he got out of the chair scared, getting as far away from the two of you as possible.

"NO!". He yelled

The two of you were about to open the door when the child's scream made you turn around to see him. When the little naughty boy made sure he had both of your attention, he returned to the charge, shouting.

"I DON'T WANNA GO TO THE DOCTOR AND I DON'T WANT VACCINES!!!"

Alex crossed his arms angrily as he furrowed his eyebrows so tightly that his forehead became wrinkled.

"Alexis Zabel!"

You put your hands on your hips, also furrowing your eyebrows, looking at him defiantly, you could play that game too. Everyone in the family knew that when you called your son by his full name it was because you had exhausted your patience and he was in serious trouble.

Colin took a step forward, trying to calm the atmosphere and cut the tension that would be felt in the air.

"Come on Alex, don't make mom angry, don't make it harder".

The detective approached with his arms open to grab his son but the boy was faster and ran screaming towards his room as if he had a rocket up his ass.

"NOOOOO!"

You ran in his direction, annoyed. "Alexis come here immediately!"

Colin grabbed your arm. "Wait, let me talk to him."

You huffed in agreement while your husband smiled at you, caressing your wrist. Colin headed to his son's room. His dark wooden door was decorated with posters of dinosaurs and robots. He knocked on the door twice.

"Alex? It's me, daddy. Can I come in?"

The man heard Alex's muffled voice from being behind the thick door giving him a negative answer, from his tone of voice he seemed still angry.

"Please son I just want to talk I promise"

Zabel waited anxiously by the door when a slight movement of the handle made him sigh in relief. Alex's chubby face barely peeked out of the space he had left open.

"Fine, come in"

Colin walked in smiling. Alex's room was quite big. The walls were decorated with drawings and posters of his favorite cartoons. There were also shelves with dolls and stuffed animals piled up, many of them were dinosaurs, he loved them. His toy trunk also had fire engines, tanks and racing cars that the boy had even taken charge of naming. The bed where the boy was sitting was shaped like a car and his blankets had drawings of prehistoric animals and plants. Colin sat next to his son who remained very serious.

"Listen Al, I know you don't want to get vaccinated but it's for your own good.". Colin used to use that pet name with his son.

"Adults always say that". Alex crossed his arms and turned his face away so as not to see his father.

"But it's because it's the truth. You know?, when I was your age I didn't want to get vaccinated either."

Alex's little face lit up in surprise as she turned to look at him. "Really?"

"Yes, really. Look, if you promise to behave like the brave boy I know you are, on the way out, I promise to buy you the biggest ice cream you want".

"You promise?". Said the boy smiling

Colin extended his pinky in promise. "Pinky promise, kid"

Alex intertwined his pinky with his father's, laughing happily as they both left the room, but not before grabbing a toy car for Alex to entertain himself and calm down. You continued waiting at the door impatiently moving one foot up and down until you saw them leave the room.

"We can go now". Your husband said smiling.

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The ride to the hospital was quite quiet, from time to time you would take quick glances at Alex who was calmly playing with his toy in the back seat. Colin sensed your nervousness and grabbed your hand firmly, smiling at you while he held the steering wheel with the other.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." He whispered to you

You nodded, smiling. Everything seemed calm and correct, but when he arrived at the establishment and got out of the car, Alex saw the facade of the hospital and the fear returned to him, so he started screaming and kicking to get back to the car. You grabbed your son's hand, pulling him with Colin's help to get him into the hospital but Alex couldn't stop crying. The detective crouched down next to his son.

"Remember what we talked about, if you continue like this there will be no ice cream"

Colin's slightly threatening tone brooked no reply. Alex was going to say something but upon looking into his father's intimidating eyes he decided to remain silent. So, with a dejected air and the face of a lamb about to go to the slaughterhouse, they headed inside the building. Of course the boy carried the toy car under his arm. In the waiting room there were many children more or less his age, some teenagers and babies a few months old. With a sad and scared face, Alex sat between his parents to await his fatal fate. The other children also seemed somewhat dejected.

You knew how tortuous it is for a child to be vaccinated, you still remember when you went nervously to the waiting room to get an injection when you were a child. And honestly the screams and cries that came from the door where the vaccines were given was not exactly relaxing. That's why you took your son's delicate hand in yours, squeezing it gently to give him warmth, courage and protection.

"Sweetheart, you can do it, I trust you. And when we get into the room I will be with you the entire time and I will hold your hand so it doesn't hurt."

Your son wiped a small tear that was almost dry from his rosy cheek and looked at you with a shy smile.

"Alright, if you say so..."

The hours passed and the waiting room was emptying. There were only two people left ahead of you. Many of the children came out smiling with tears in their eyes, others didn't say anything and looked at the ground as they walked. Then a plump older woman called them by Alex's full name. The little boy did not want to go but he remembered his father's promise and bravely squeezed your hand and headed to the room while your husband sat waiting outside.

The injection room was beige and the walls were decorated with paintings of animals to calm the children, you weren't sure if it really worked. There was also a medium-sized window with baby blue curtains that overlooked a garden full of flowering bushes. You directed your distracted gaze there when the woman brought you out of your thoughts.

"Okay, so this is little Alex Zabel."

The lady was wearing a dark blue nurse's uniform and was smiling affably. You looked at your son who could only look down holding on to his toy car.

"Oh it's ok honey, it'll just be a little prick". The woman said

Alex's eyes were starting to water again so you tenderly wrapped your arms around his shoulders in a protective gesture. "Sweetie everything will be fine, you'll see"

The nurse told Alex to sit in a chair and roll up the sleeve of his shirt so she could give him the injection. She also asked him which arm he wanted the injection in and the boy pointed to his left arm. The good-natured woman began to prepare the needle, taking one out of a sterilized envelope that was in a plastic box full of them. When you saw them, a slight chill ran down your spine. You still remembered your first vaccine as if it were yesterday and you understood everyone more than ever. those children who came out crying.

Alex also saw the needles and buried his face in your chest, scared. You grabbed her hand and whispered the words you had said before "Remember, mommy is here and I won't let go of your hand."

The little boy nodded and sat up straight in his chair, squeezing your hand tightly as he showed his left arm to the nurse. She tapped the needle with her gloved hands to make the liquid go down.

"Alright, little Alex, take a deep breath."

Alex closed his eyes tightly until his nose wrinkled and he squeezed your hand even harder as it started to hurt, never underestimate the strength of a scared 6 year old child. It was barely a second until the nurse announced that she was finished.

"Done! You see it wasn't that big of a deal?".She laughed sweetly

Your son opened his brown eyes wide and looked at his arm in surprise, looking for any cut or wound, both women laughed and the nurse carefully squeezed his arm with cotton.

"Hold this cotton in your arm for a few minutes, then you could throw it away. Aaand." The woman took out a red popsicle from a jar and handed it to the child who was looking with bright, greedy eyes. "This is for you, for being such a brave child."

"That's very kind, thank you" You said to the nurse and looked at your son "You thank her too, Alex."

The little one had already put the lollipop in his mouth without thinking twice and didn't even take it out to respond "Thzank yough"

Mother and son left the small room hand in hand, happy and laughing. Colin was already standing waiting for them with a relieved smile on his face.

"So? How did my little champion do?"

"Oh he was incredible, he didn't cry even once"

"And look daddy!!, the nurse gave me a lollipop for being good!"

"Oh look at that!"

Colin lifted the boy into his arms giving him a kiss on the cheek while you held his toy.

"It seems that today you are going to stuff yourself with so many sweet things"

"What does that mean?". You asked funny and curious

"It means daddy will buy me ice cream!!!"

Colin looked down, smiling a little embarrassed for not telling his wife about the deal.

"Oh yeah? Well I guess daddy can buy ice cream for everyone too." You said laughing and giving your husband a kiss on the cheek.

Colin laughed and agreed to pay for the other ice creams. They returned to the car happy, heading to the nearest ice cream parlor, eager to try that sweet and frozen dessert.

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I have read many stories where Colin is the father of a girl, so I wanted to write a story where he had a son.

By the way, I wrote this after reading the @sweeter-innocence-fics fic. Thanks for being an inspiration for this, you can read her Colin fic here

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blackroseguzzi · 28 days

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FATE part 6

summery: Colin reminds himself of the reasons he knew you were the girl for him while also becoming increasingly stressed over this case.

Colin’s POV

I parked my cruiser in back of the station, letting it idle as thoughts ran through my head. I was now the lead investigator on Erin’s case now that Mare was on leave, and I don’t want to fuck this up. I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel, my body wanted to turn out of the lot and just keeping driving away from this town, just like she had. This case. Fuck, The situation in yet I tangled myself in yet again with her. I knew by Friday this week that my heart was going to be blasted into a million pieces but maybe I was a glutton for punishment. She’s addicting, I am so drawn to her as if she’s a magnetic field. I had always been sucked into her vortex since the first time I ran into her at that coffee shop. She was always effortlessly beautiful, especially the way her eyes squinted up when she smiled. My mind slowly drifts to a memory of her in the days I knew I was going to marry her.

My alarm had gone off, I had to work that whole weekend and snuck in just a few hours of sleep. I remember the way the sunlight cast over her body that lay tangled in our sheets. I had come home that evening to her unpacking her work bag on the counter, her hair in that messy bun I loved so much. I had snuck into the kitchen and wrapped my arms around her waist, feeling her jolt into awareness of my body now pressed against her back.

“What are you doing home this early?” She turned around, pressing her hands on either side of my face, bringing it down for a quick peck on the lips. Her soft lips always plagued my nightmares after she left. Those kisses lingered on my lips as I woke up and realized that she wasn’t there, that she didn’t love me anymore.

“I pulled a few strings, and I got an interview set up in the mornin’ with a witness. So I got out at a decent hour, but I gotta be outta the house early in the mornin tomorrow.”

Her face fell, knowing we wouldn’t get to spend some time together before another work week resurfaced. I hated that she missed me, even thought I wasn’t gone. I realized after she left that I asked her to be extremely patient when it came to my work hours. She never complained due to the nature of the work I did, but her face usually had the hint of disappointment in it when I explained how many hours I’d have to clock in each week.

“Hey, I’ll make it up to you. I have a few days off for Christmas. Okay?” I sprinkled more kisses on her cheek and felt her wrap her hands around my body and sigh.  “We have forever together, I know you’re working hard to find that missing kid.” I hated that you turned away in that moment, returning to getting your things out of the overnight bag and organized.

Your voice rang through the kitchen as I started to loosen the tie on my shirt, ready to unwind. “What do you want for dinner?”

“You know, Pizza sounds great but I have this craving. It’s been on my mind all frrrrreakkkinggg week.”

You had turned to me, your eyebrows pointed together quizzically.

“And what might that craving be, Mr. Zabel?”

“Well, Ms. Y/l/n, Its something I daydream about often. Spread out on the kitchen table, ready for me to savor every last bite.”

Her eyes wandered across my face, and as our eyes met, I knew she had caught on to the kind of craving I was looking to fulfill.

“Oh, you daydream about this craving often, huh?” A little teasing grin emerged from her face.

I smirked and let out a small chuckle as she started to undo the buttons of my dress shirt.

“Yeah, now we’re cookin’ with fire baby,” I growled, reaching down to cup her ass in those black buttery soft yoga pants I loved her in. The first kiss tasted like candy, and just got more and more delicious as they came. I could feel the heat in between her legs as she pushed me into our dining room with her hips as our tongues still danced together.

“Shit,” She breathed out as I felt her fumble slightly as I tugged at her sweatshirt. We broke apart so I could peel it over her head, making her bun flip to the other side of her head, and stray hairs falling around her forehead. Nobody ever looked that good in a messy bun.

I let out a small moan as her hands worked quickly to unhook her lace pink bra. Her breasts tumbled out of the cups with ease, and my hands couldn’t contain themselves. I reached up to her chest and feverishly messaged, and delicately twirled her nipples. When she bit my lip, man that’s when it was all over.

“You always crave dessert before dinner?” She whispered in that low raspy voice I only ever heard in the bedroom.  As my hands worked her chest and my mouth occupied the crook of her neck, I could feel that ache in my groin when she started to tug away my belt and unbutton my pants.

She watched as I pulled my pants down, left in boxers. I started to pull my undershirt off when I heard her giggle at the fact my socks had in fact not matched.

I smiled at her, and she pushed a large pile of her papers off the dining table and onto the floor in a hurry.

“I’m going to fucking ravish you, baby.”

She shook her head as she pushed me away from her playfully.

“No sweetie, I get the first taste,” She moved my body as if I was a puppet, placing me laying down on the dining room table - bare assed with my cock straight up waiting for you.

I loved watching her give me head, the way her eyes rolled in the back of her head and her hands gripping my thighs. I let out a deep moan, letting her know the pleasure was going to be short lived if she keeps on using her tongue that way.

She licks the full length of my penis before climbing up on the table, straddling me from above. I pulled my hands to cup her ass again, squeezing her thick soft cheeks as she kisses me. “My turn,” I whispered as we quickly and gracefully rolled into switched positions on the table. Her perfect body now laying down, legs spread as if inviting me in. I felt her breath hitch as I guided myself inside of her. Fuck I will never forget that feeling. That tight squeeze, wet and so fucking warm. I whispered that I loved her, loved her body, loved everything about her as I thrusted my dick inside of her. She was not a quiet girl, but she was reserved and laid back for the most part, but man in the bedroom she was an animal. It surprised me at first, and then once I realized it was exactly what I needed that addiction was intoxicating. I don’t think any girl could ever make me feel half as good as she did.

Her quiet voice pulled me from my drunken pleasure, “I’m gonna cum, Colin.” Her hands found mine and we slowed our intensity. I loved the way her neck and face flushed a perfect pink color as we edged ourselves to completion.

“That’s it baby,” I whispered in between thick breaths as she road out her orgasm- just watching her face scrunch with pleasure pushed me over the edge and I spilled myself inside of her. God, I was done for. She was my forever, it was Fate that brought is together the same coffee spot the day we met.

I closed my eyes, reliving that memory a small smile on my lips when suddenly a knock was at my window.

“We gotta talk Zabel, “ Mare’s harsh voice was muffled by the car window between us.

I turned off the car, taking a deep breath before opening the door.

I was surprised to see her here after getting kicked off the case for some reason I wasn’t able to have as knowledge. “What‘a going on? I thought you were on leave?” I questioned her. Her permanent frown was deeper than normal today. It gave me a slight anxious feeling.

“Why are you talkin’ with Deacon Mark?”

Of course she was here to talk the case, but I knew the shit I’d be in if I continued to let her in on what was going on in the investigation.

“I’d love to chat but this doesn’t really concern you anymore, Mare. we got it handled. Promise.” I placed a hand on her shoulder to calm her nerves, but she shrugged it off.

“ No, it concerns me because I need to find out if there’s a connection with Erin’s case and Katy’s.”

Her tough exterior was something I wasn’t used to. She had only shown me a softer side once or twice, but learning a bit about her past I understand why the guard was ALWAYS up.

“Look, Mare…”

“Shove it, Zabel. You’re talkin’ to a fucking reporter but ya won’t talk to me?”

I gave her a confused look, not understand why she would bring that up- but something was fishy.

“Wait how did you know I was investigating Deacon Mark?”

Mare signed, running a hand through her hair in frustration.

“An unknown source saw ya talking.” She replied.

I wanted to push it further but I had work to do and she was making me late. I know she wanted information but i just couldn’t risk it.

“Sorry Mare, you’re not on the Case.” I started to walk away when I heard a mumbled out of her.

It sounded a lot like “ Well have fun on your date tonight.” But I didn’t want to push it, because there was no way she knew I was going to dinner with you tonight, or was there?

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joshlmbrt · 4 months

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Best Dad Ever. ( dad!c. zabel x reader )

【𝜗𝜚 warnings; if you don’t like children - children, fluff! short!

【𝜗𝜚 an; i love colin zabel and i will say it again - he deserved better!!!!

There’s a small tugging on your hand, making you open one eye, a blurry face leaning close to your own.

“Mama,” She whispers. “Mama, wake up. Daddy is burning the waffles and bacon is on fire.”

Both eyes quickly open at that, sitting up quickly. There’s a burning smell that wafts into the room from downstairs.

“You are so right, Willow,” You quickly stand from the bed. “Let’s go see what Daddy is doing to stop it.”

You quickly make your way downstairs, Willow grinning cheekily as she follows you, her curls bouncing up and down as she runs down the steps.

You wince at the sound of something slamming down on the eye and a curse being yelled. You step into the kitchen, watching as Colin grabs the rag and swats at the smoke through the open window, hoping the smoke detector doesn’t go off.

“What happened here?” You lift a brow, watching as he flinches at the sudden sound of your voice and quickly turns - it was almost comical, you had a small smirk on your face. He still had on the plaid pajamas you bought him so you three could match.

“I, uh, I was just trying to make breakfast before Willow opened her presents up,” He glances at the small girl next to you. She grins up at him. He narrows his eyes playfully at her. “Did you wake up Mommy?”

She giggles and hides behind your legs, shaking her head and feigning innocence.

“Oh. . . I see how it is. Turning on your old man,” He huffs. “I guess you just won’t get no presents. They’re all mine this year.” He hums, turning around.

Willow gasps. “No!”

“Yes!” He’s quick on his feet, grabbing her by her sides and lifting her from the ground. She squeals as his fingers dig into her sides, squirming to the side.

“Mercy! Mercy!” She laughs. He stops immediately, pressing a kiss to her forehead before turning to you, wincing.

“I’m sorry. . . I’ll buy you a new pan.” You smile and let out a small laugh. “It’s fine, Zabel. Now, go pick out your clothes and after we’ve had a non-burnt breakfast, we will open presents then get ready for Grandma’s!”

She squeals, throwing her arms up. “Yay!” Colin smiles, hand quickly shooting up to her side to make sure she’s stable on his arm. “What are we having for breakfast?”

“Not Daddy’s fire bacon and burnt waffles, that’s for sure.”

“Hey!”

You laugh softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Eggs, waffles, bacon, and maybe. . . Mommy’s special cinnamon rolls.”

Willow gasps, dark eyes widening. “Really?”

“Mhm. I’ll get breakfast started,” You push her hair back. “You go help Daddy pick out your dress and tights for the day.”

She wiggles in Colin’s arms and he puts her down. “Come on!” She grabs his hand, pulling him away.

“We created a monster.” He whispers to you, being pulling by the small girl.

You shake your head, stepping further into that kitchen.

This was going to be the best Christmas.

ও

12:00am.

You let out a sigh, falling back onto the soft comforter. Your hair fans out behind your head.

“She’s down.” Colin says, stepping into the room, shutting the door. He sighs, making his way over and flopping down on the end of the bed, a large hand rubbing over his face.

You smile a bit, lifting up behind him and letting your hand smooth through his hair, leaning forward and pressing a small kiss to his neck.

“I have another small present for you.” You whisper, fingers kneading into his shoulders.

He makes a noise, leaning his head back as his eyes slip close. “It’s not Christmas anymore. Cant you save it for next year?” You snort, lifting up fully on your knees as you stare down at his face.

His eyes slowly open. You lean down, pressing a kiss to his forehead, bridge of his nose, and cheek before pulling away. He groans.

“The massage wasn’t a Christmas present?”

“Oh, please. I need one.” You pull open the beside table, grabbing a small box before handing it over to him.

He lifts his brows, shaking it by his ear. “What is it?”

You narrow your eyes at him. “It wouldn’t be a gift if I told you.”

He smirks, pulling the top open. He pauses, staring down at it.

“Well?” You worry your bottom lip in between your teeth, tilting your head. “Is this real?”

“Mhm. . .” You smile at him as he turns to look at you. “I have an appointment tomorrow to see the little bean.” He smiles, eyes darting down to your stomach before back up to your face. He’s quick to press quick kisses to your lips making you laugh in between them, placing your hands on his cheeks.

“Oh my God. . .” He whispers. “I’m going to be a dad again.” He presses his hand to your belly.

“I still say you’re the best father I have met.”

“You’re being biased.”

You grin, leaning forward and pressing another quick kiss to his lips, before nudging your nose with his. “Maybe.”

But you knew he really was the best father.

tags; @kaismanwich

【𝜗𝜚 thank you for reading! comments, feedback, reblogs, & likes are always welcomed, encouraged, & deeply appreciated! ও

#colin zabel x reader #colin zabel x you #evan peters x reader #evan peters x fem!reader #kai anderson x reader #jimmy darling x reader #kit walker x reader

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stilespeters · 1 year

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One shot of Colin Zabel x fem reader and he’s coming home from work LATE at night. Finds his partner sleeping in their bed and admiring her. Your shirt and shorts rose up and he adjust them stirring her awake and he goes to lull her back to sleep. He calls her love, sweetheart, and honey. She calls him honey, gorgeous, love bug.

Late night admiration

pairing: Colin Zabel x fem!reader

a/n: what's the point in living if my future husband isn't named Colin Zabel? What's the point in living if my future husband doesn't act like Colin Zabel?!

word count: 1620

summary: After Colin worked overtime, he drove home to see you sleep peacefully in your shared bed.

warnings: none

Colin was in his car late at night. Today had been a long day for him at the station and after working overtime, he could finally go home. He was beyond exhausted but the thought of having you home with open arms was the thing that kept him going. It was the warmest feeling ever.

He loved his job, and he loved when he would go home and relax after work, but the thing he loved most was driving home to be able to see you again. Simply your presence made him swoon.

He pulled on the driveway and stepped out into the night air, and he was met with a cold breeze as it touched his skin like soft silk. He shivered even though he wore a warm coat, and he rubbed his hands together before he fisted his pocket for the keys. The cold was all the more reason to get inside and cuddle with you.

The lights were off in the home you and Colin shared, and as he locked the door behind him and placed his keys on the counter, he whistled while searching for you. But you were nowhere to be seen, and so he figured you already went to bed.

He took off his coat, walked upstairs as quietly as possible and he tried to navigate himself through the dark hallway. You and him lived here for a while, but his eyes still had to adjust to the darkness that surrounded him. One time when you and him were kind of tipsy, you and him broke a vase that was on a small table in the hallway. Okay maybe you two weren't tipsy, you both were drunk as hell and he carried you in his arms while you kissed his neck, but that’s not the point.

Once he managed to make his way to your shared bedroom, he saw that the moonlight crept through the blinds, and your face was illuminated a tiny bit. He could see that your face was relaxed and he could see that you breathed steadily, and he stood in the doorway admiring you.

He loved seeing you like this. He knew that the past couple of weeks weren't the easiest for you. He could see it in your mannerisms, the way your eyebrows were constantly knitted together in a frown, and the way you clenched your jaw to your oblivion. You may have not noticed it about yourself, but Colin did.

And so he loved to see that you were relaxed, escaping reality for a while. No worries and bad thoughts, just endless possibilities and the comfort of a soft pillow with silk sheets.

He saw that you moved in your sleep. You did that quite often, but this time as you squirmed in your position, the sheets moved lower and lower until it reached your thighs. Usually when you’d squirm in your sleep, the presence of Colin next to you would keep the sheets in place, but since he wasn’t there in bed with you, the sheets moved freely.

Your skin was exposed to him as you moved around again, trying to find a cold spot in the bed, and he made his way over to your side. You were wearing a two piece nightgown set, and part of your belly was exposed due to the position your body laid in.

He gently caressed your face before moving lower, and adjusting the fabric, and his hands moved to your face again to pull away some stray hair from your face.

This made your eyes flutter half open and you felt like your eyelids weighed a thousand rocks. You tilted your head to see your surroundings and became slightly annoyed that you were awoken from your peaceful sleep, but as you came face to face with Colin caressing your cheek, you felt those thoughts disappear immediately.

His face lit up the whole room and as soon as you recognized his features, you gave him a smile.

“Hey, sweetheart.” he whispered and he pulled the covers over your body till it reached your shoulders.

“Hello, gorgeous,” you yawned and stretched your body and saw he was still wearing his clothes. “Did work pull you back?” You looked to your left to see a small clock, and it indicated that it was past 12.

“Yes, but I’m home now.” He whispered.

You let out a sigh and you searched for his hand in the dark, once you found it, you squeezed comfortingly. “You need to rest too, you know? They can't just expect you to work overtime every week. You need all the hours of sleep you can get, and I’ve missed falling asleep with you next to me.” Colin loved that your voice was kinda hoarse from the sleep.

He bit the inside of his cheeks and nodded. He missed falling asleep next to you with you in his arms and he missed getting to eat dinner with you, because you always made the best food. He hated that he worked overtime, but he was really busy. He wanted to make more time for you and he promised to himself and you that he would come home earlier to spend more time with you.

“I know, love.”

“Love? What are you, British?” you teased and he chuckled. “Well I do remember a certain lady saying she fancied British men.”

“That ‘certain lady’ spoke facts, British men are really handsome,” you kissed the back of your teeth. “They ain't got nothing on you though, lovebug.”

You winked, although you doubted he noticed it due to the darkness. But he did notice it. He noticed every little thing about you because he was so fascinated with you. To him you seemed unreal because you were absolutely everything he could ever ask for. He felt like the luckiest on earth that you were willing to be with him. That you reciprocated the love he felt for you.

You reached your hand out and placed it on his cheek while caressing the underside of his eye. “I love you, honey.”

“I love you too.” He gently grabbed your wrist with his palm, and his thumb caressed the skin. That’s until you moved your hand to his neck and your other hand also moved up, and you pulled him on top of you. His face was pressed against your chest, and his yelp changed into a sigh. His hands were around your waist and you massaged his scalp lightly and placed a kiss on top of his head. Your legs were entangled with his, and he nuzzled his face in the silk of your nightgown.

“You’re the reason I wake up in the morning,”

He looked up at you with big eyes and he grinned widely. “I am?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re also my reason to wake up in the morning. Everything I do is just something to keep me busy. Everything I do is all worth it when I get to see you at the end of the day. Everything would be useless if you weren't here with me."

You smiled at his words and bit your lip. You adored this man so much, and you wished to wake up and fall asleep next to him tomorrow, and every other day to come.

He used your chest as a pillow and you two stayed like that for a while. You hadn't stopped with massaging his scalp, and Colin felt like he was in heaven. He wanted to stay like this forever, but he knew that he still had his clothes on, and even though it was tempting to fall asleep like this, he knew that it may not be the most comfortable position for you.

And so he removed himself from you, and undressed himself. Once he was ready, he laid down in his spot next to you, and held you in his arms as you cuddled his side. You yawned and and this time he held you to his chest.

“Close your eyes, honey,” He whispered and you could feel his steady heartbeat against your cheek. “Go back to dreamland.”

You closed your eyes and the warmth and comfort Colin provided, made you feel extra sleepy. You could feel that he leaned down to kiss your head, and as your face began to relax, you slowly sank away into darkness. Colin whispered something in your ear, and as he heard you breathe softly, he also closed his eyes and savored this moment.

“You are my heart, my soul and world. I would do anything for you, anything you’d ask me to. I’d climb mountains to be with you and I’d cycle on a bicycle through multiple states if that meant I’d get to have you in my arms.” He whispered and he knew that you didn't hear him, since you slept peacefully in his arms. But what he didn't know was that the corners of your lips curled upwards at his words. You heard every word he said, and you loved his soothing voice. He was your everything and every word he said was worth more than anything in the whole world.

The both of you fell asleep in each other's arms, and together you drifted away.

How was it possible that two souls could connect in this way? You questioned it, but the answer was quite simple.

You two were made for each other.

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alittlesil · 7 months

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a party guy

Colin Zabel x Fem!Reader ♥️

a/n: my second favorite man he’s too sweet for this world😔 also babies which were waiting for this fic: @hyperharlz @witchyykitten @scene-and-dandylover

summary: Colin tells you he’s not a party guy. you prove it wrong ;)

warnings: KISSES…and fluff. also ‼️NOT PROOFED‼️

(pics from pinterest)

Typical pop music played on the background, as you wandered through the hall, frowning slightly. Your ears ached already because of the loud sounds, and you really wanted to find a quiet place, but most of all, you wanted to finally find Colin.

It was the corporate Christmas party. Something, that everyone hated, but still took a part of it every year. Every year you promised yourself, that it’s the last time you go on this shit, but you still kept doing it. Maybe, sometimes you just needed some light head in your life, you know? Especially while working at the police station.

But right now your head wasn’t light. It ached.

All your colleagues were already far behind you, when you finally approached a dark door, which was closed. You placed your fingers around the door handle and pulled it down, opening the door and walking inside with a sigh of relief as you heard that music finally became quieter.

To your surprise, you were met by a pair of familiar dark eyes.

Finally. You found him.

“Why aren’t you with everyone, having fun?” Colin asked you, quickly looking away, but you have already noticed how his eyes lit up when he saw you.

You didn’t even know what a room it was. There was just a table in the corner, some plastic chairs, a window with jalousie… everything is grey, and nothing special. Colin was sitting on one of these chairs, scrolling through his phone, when you walked over and took a seat next to him, sighing tiredly.

“I can ask you the same.” You scoffed, looking at the detective in front of you. The music was still heard, but - fortunately - not so loud.

“I’m not a party guy.” Colin chuckled, showing you his adorable dimples, which you secretly adored all this time you was working at the station. He placed his phone on the table, not turning it off.

“Why did you go here then?” You asked, glancing at his phone. You saw a small text and immediately recognised the document about the case which you both still couldn’t solve.

“Just to see you.” He thought to himself, but instead of saying it aloud, just rubbed his eyes tiredly. You decided not to push harder, seeing how exhausted he was.

“You need to relax.” You said, your heart ached for your co-worker.

“I know.” Colin mumbled, sighing and looking at you. His eyes lingered at your face, your beautiful frame… God, you were making him about to faint. “Those murders are driving me insane.”

You got up from your chair suddenly, grabbing his hand and pulling him up from his seat. His eyes widened as you touched him.

What should he do? Should he squeeze your hand? Should h-

“Now, Colin”, you said with a smile, letting go of his hand (his eyes followed this motion sadly) and then turning the lights off. “Here’s our own little party.”

You two were standing in front of each other in the dim, small room, with just some quiet music on the background, listening to the laughter of the crowd in the hall. Colin gulped nervously.

He always got nervous when you two stayed alone at the police station, while working on your case, how was he supposed to feel RIGHT NOW, when you two were alone in a closed room and no one could disturb you???

“What?” He just breathed out with a small smile, not able to look away from your eyes. Honestly, everything was wrong! He had his own plan. Well, not plan. He had his own fantasy about this evening. How he would walk over to you, send you a charming smile and murmur something like “wanna dance” or just grab y-

“Come on, detective! Show me your dance skills.” You pleaded, wrapping your hands around his arm and shaking it slightly, giggling. Oh you always wanted to create a move where you could touch him. “Just let yourself relax.”

“Are you trying to get me to fall for you?”

As if he wasn’t already.

The words slipped down from his tongue before he could even think twice about it. Your eyes widened in misunderstanding.

“What? N-“

“I’m so sorry! I was juST JOKIN-“ He immediately lifted his hands as he saw your confused face, trying to excuse, but you bursted out laughing, making him close his mouth in confusion but relief too.

“Just move your ass already.”

“I’m a terrible dancer.”

“Me too.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t-“

“Colin?”

You glanced at him with your magical eyes. These eyes mesmerized Colin every time he looked in them, and this moment wasn’t an exception. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his pounding heart down and not to show you what a rush of love emotions he was feeling right now.

“Don’t laugh at me.” He breathed out.

“At this party we don’t judge anyone.” You smiled, already starting to slightly rock your body, and Colin followed your example, his eyes never left you. God, how stupid he was looking right now, he didn’t care while he was with you though. If he had to dance all night like a true idiot but it meant that he would be with you, he would gladly do it.

“See? Not that bad!” You encouraged him, giggling. “Maybe you’re a party guy.”

“Well, I definitely like this party better than the rest.” Colin chuckled, continuing his movements, the embarrassment was almost gone. “The song is nice.”

“Of course it is! It’s ABBA.” You got even closer to him, and poor man almost fell down, when your arms bumped into each other suddenly. Honestly, you didn’t think that he looked stupid: he finally looked free and relaxed, and you were glad to see him like that.

“Don’t you know the lyrics?” You asked, while the music was heading to end.

“Obviously I don’t.” He answered, ready for the next song.

Well, he thought he was ready.

He wasn’t.

He wasn’t, because it was a song for the slow dance, and you both literally froze because of the sudden change of the mood at the party behind the door. Colin’s cheeks flushed red, and he was thankful to the dimness of the room, which was hiding his blush.

“Do you want you…”

“Yes.” He cut you off, immediately stepping closer. Without any hesitation he grabbed your hand, and you found yourself getting red.

You wanted to ask him if he was up to grab some drinks.

But if he wanted to dance with you like this… how could you say no to a handsome, kind and single detective? To the best man you’ve ever met?

You just bit your lower lip and nodded, placing your free hand on his shoulder, and Colin had to take a deep, deep breath not to show you all his nervousness. He literally prayed not to mess everything up right now, at this moment, which he was waiting for. The second he put his other hand on your waist, he was about to pass out. His heart was pounding so hard, he could swear you could feel it because of the closeness you two were sharing.

He gulped, when you started to sway slowly, and goddamn, he wanted to literally disappear when he felt his palm getting sweaty. You couldn’t look him in the eyes - he, on the contrary, was staring at your face in awe.

“You look beautiful.” He suddenly blurted after a few moments of the awkward silence, making you giggle. The butterflies in his stomach were crazy.

“You’re quickly getting into the mood.” You joked, trying to light the mood and make things less weird.

“Am I?” He chuckled, his adorable dimples were seemed again.

“I think so.”

He was much taller than you, so when you finally decided to look up in his eyes, you felt uncomfortable tenseness in your neck. Still, you didn’t pay much attention to it as long as you could see his dark, almost black and your absolutely favorite eyes. You both kept silence, listening to the slow music and absolutely enjoying being so close to each other, smiling slightly like teenagers in love. What was it about him what made your heart ache?

“You’re a good dancer.” You said almost in a whisper, completely mesmerizing by him.

“It’s all thanks to you.” He answered with a giggle, not able to take his eyes off you. “I wanna say something dumb.”

“You’ll ruin the mood!” You chuckled back.

“Oh come on!” Colin laughed. “I danced for you, and now you can’t allow me just sa-“

“Go ahead already.” You rolled your eyes playfully.

“I wanna kiss you.”

Boom.

You both froze. You - with wide, shocked eyes, and he - with a goofy smile on his face. The next second you switched positions: your face literally beamed, while Colin looked at you with embarrassment.

“Goddamn I’m so sorry I didn’t know what I-“

“Please do.”

Boom. 2x.

What did you just say? With a second to completely process your words, Colin let out a shaky breath in disbelief. He blinked for a few times, looking in your eyes and definitely seeing in them an approval to make a move. So, the next moment, he smashed his lips against yours without any hesitation, already closing his eyes. He felt like he was floating. Your soft lips with your sweet lipgloss, your hand on his shoulder, your other hand on his hand, your body close to his body, your skin is the softest, the kiss, that you both shared - the sweetest. After a moment it became hungrier, he pulled you impossibly closer to himself, savouring the taste of your lips on his. Your head were spinning - was everything even real? But goddamn it was.

Closing your eyes, you let your fingers slip into his short, dark hair, scratching his scalp slightly and making him exhale through the nose. The slow, gentle movements of his lips were driving you insane, and when you but his lower lip slightly he squeezed your body close to his so tight you could barely breath, though you didn’t mind. You both slowly made your way to the nearest wall and pressed your back against it, now standing beside the door. He finally pulled away with a small gasp, looking in your eyes like a puppy, and you melted under his gaze.

“Should’ve done it so much earlier.” He whispered, smiling like an idiot, as your hands gripped onto the collar of his shirt, making him lean down again.

“Wanna do it again?” You smirked back, and without an answer Colin was already kissing you again with more passion. You closed your eyes again, still smiling against his lips.

Suddenly, the door opened slightly, making a small gap, and one of your friends peeked inside, but you and Colin were to busy to pay much attention to it.

“Y/N, you here? Where- OH MY-“ Colin cut your friend off by blindly shutting the door, not pulling away from you even for a second.

What a night.

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a/n: thank you for reading !! <3

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kit-walk3r · 9 months

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Hi! I love your work! Can I make a Colin request? Maybe one where he’s super shy around reader and everyone in the office has a crush on her. He gets discouraged to ask her out because he’s super nervous around her

Aw thank you 💗 This is such a cute request, I hope I’ve done it justice for you! And also I’m sorry this is so late.

No Use Crying Over Spilt Coffee (Colin Zabel x fem!reader)

Colin has a crush on you. Unfortunately, he’s not so good at making a move.

Warnings: None

Oh, the effect you had on Colin Zabel.

Being one of the younger females at the station, you’d noticed a few looks in your direction. You weren’t stupid, you knew the guys were looking at you and you heard a couple of the comments they’d make. And you’d caught Colin’s gaze in your direction a couple of times, too. However, there was something a little more… innocent about the way Colin looked at you. He was never looking at your chest or at your ass. He just always felt more respectful in the way he looked at you, like he was looking at you as a person as not as a body.

One morning you were walking with your head turned, talking to one of your colleagues at their desk when you bumped into a tall figure. You let out an instinctive gasp at the contact and feeling of a warm liquid on your hands. You looked down to see what looked like coffee spilt over them. Then you looked up to see Colin stood wide eyed who had clearly taken the brunt of the coffee spillage.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” You panicked, looking at the growing brown stain on Colin’s shirt. You instantly grabbed some tissues off the desk next to you and quickly started dabbing it to try and clean it up.

Colin just stood frozen, the feeling of your hands rubbing his chest sending his brain into haywire.

You noticed how your wiping and dabbing was having no effect on cleaning Colin’s shirt and that you were just rubbing the stain in. “I’m just making it worse, aren’t I?” You cringed.

Colin finally came round when he heard you speak. “No, no. It’s fine,” he tried to reassure you with a slight stutter, hoping he wasn’t giving away his nerves too much. He noticed a couple of tiny coffee stains on the bottom of your shirt and his eyes widened in panic. “Shit, it’s on you too,” Colin pointed out.

You looked down at the tiny splatters, barely noticeable. “Colin, they’re fine. You can hardly notice them,” you looked back at him and the stain on his shirt. “I’m more worried about you. Do you have another shirt?”

Colin shook his head, now feeling like an idiot. He looked at the stain himself. Well shit, that was a big one. “I guess I’m just going to be smelling of coffee today,” he winced.

“I’m really sorry,” you apologised again.

“It’s fine,” Colin tried to reassure you.

“Can I at least give you money for another coffee?” You offered.

“It’s fine,” Colin repeated. “It’s just the morning coffee my mom made.”

Colin internally groaned as soon as he spoke. Why did he just basically tell you he lived with his mom? That’s not cool. Way to make a fool of yourself even more, he thought.

“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do?” You insisted. You felt bad and really wanted to do something to make up for this situation.

Colin felt like he needed to get out of this situation before he properly embarrassed himself. However, standing covered in coffee telling you he lived with his mom had already seemed to do its job.

“Seriously, it’s fine,” Colin said yet again. “But I’ve got to go. Bye.”

He quickly took off, leaving you standing in the middle of the station confused whilst your colleague you had previously been talking to laughed from the sidelines.

- - -

“What happened to you?” Mare eyed the large coffee stain on Colin’s shirt as he got into the passenger seat of her car.

Colin cringed. “I bumped into Y/N and managed to spill coffee all over myself.”

Mare couldn’t help but laugh at Colin’s misfortune. “Not the greatest flirting technique.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Colin asked, confused.

“Do you really think I’m an idiot?” Mare arched an eyebrow. “This is the most obvious crush I have ever seen.”

“I don’t have a crush on anyone,” Colin tried to object but Mare quickly cut him off.

“Oh, please. There’s no use trying to deny it. It’s painful to watch,” she said.

Colin groaned. “Is it really that bad?”

“Yes,” Mare said matter of factly. “So, are you gonna ask her out?”

Colin shook his head. “Nope.”

Mare looked at him blankly. “Why not?”

“Well, I don’t exactly have a great track record. My last relationship didn’t exactly end too well,” Colin tried to argue.

Mare let out a groan and rolled her eyes. “Zabel, are you really going to let some bitch who ditched you two weeks before your wedding and probably left you in a shit ton of debt dictate your dating life forever?”

“It just feels a little too soon,” Colin shrugged.

“It’s been two years,” Mare deadpanned.

Colin had no rebuttal for that. Mare was right, he needed to let his failed engagement go. He’d been holding on to those heartbroken feelings for too long. His ex-fiance wasn’t coming back. She’d moved on. Why shouldn’t he?

“Tell me,” Mare turned towards him. “What is it that you’re actually afraid of?”

Colin thought. Honestly, there was a long list. Rejection, embarrassment, awkwardness, eventual heartbreak. The list went on.

“I guess,” Colin said slowly. “I’m scared that I’ll get my heart broken again.”

Mare gave Colin a sympathetic look. “Your ex messed you up pretty good, didn’t she?”

Colin sighed. “I just don’t want things to go that wrong again.”

Mare thought for a moment. “Look, this is probably the most sentimental I’m ever gonna be, but here it goes. You can’t let this stop you from going out there and giving life a go. You might get hurt again, so what? That’s just a part of life and you’ve got to accept it. Yes, things could go real bad with Y/N, but they could also go real good. Are you really going to neglect the opportunity to potentially have something great over a little fear that things won’t go the way you want?”

Colin considered Mare’s advice. Perhaps she was right and it was time for him to make the leap and take risks in his personal life.

“You know, that was pretty good advice,” Colin noted.

Mare nodded. “I know, and I don’t give it often so you should feel lucky.”

- - -

Colin decided that the next day was the day he would finally ask you out.

“Hey, Y/N,” Colin called for you from the doorway to his office.

You turned around with a soft smile. “Colin, hi,” You nodded towards his shirt. “No more coffee stain.” You joked.

Colin’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion and he looked down at his clean shirt to try and determine what you were on about. Then it dawned on him. You were joking about yesterday’s unfortunate coffee incident. “Oh. Yeah. All clean today,” he cringed internally as soon as he said those words. “Anyway, I wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh, sure,” you nodded. “There was actually something I wanted to talk about with you, too. Shall we talk in your office?”

Colin nodded and stepped aside so that you could enter. His heart was starting to pound with nerves and he prayed that his cheeks weren’t blushing red.

You took a seat at the edge of Colin’s desk and watched him. From Colin’s nervous exterior, he’s flushed cheeks and slight stutter you had a slight feeling of what he might have been trying to ask you. He wasn’t exactly subtle, you’d seen the way he looked at you when he thought you weren’t looking and noticed how shy he would get when you spoke to him. You decided to put the poor guy out of his misery.

“Do you fancy going for coffee some time?” You asked innocently.

Colin’s eyes widened at your invitation. “Wait, what?”

“You were trying to ask me out, right?” Colin nodded slowly and you smiled. “Well, there. I’ve done it for you.”

Colin was silent for a moment, attempting to digest the situation. All of the nerves, the panic, the pep talks it had taken for him to ask you out and in the end you turned around and asked him on a date? What a twisted turn of events. Colin was grateful, though. He still didn’t know if he would have been able to get the words out. “Yeah,” he finally said, nodding with a growing smile. “Although coffee might not be such a great idea,” he chuckled, referencing yesterday’s mishap.

You laughed along too.

“Maybe I could take you to dinner?” Colin offered. “A friend of mine owns a restaurant. I’ve not been able to check it out yet but it’s supposed to be great.”

“Dinner sounds good,” you nodded with a smile mirroring Colin’s. “I’m free Saturday.”

“Saturday works,” Colin agreed. All his nerves had washed away and he was instead left with a giddy sense of excitement. “If you give me your address I can pick you up around seven thirty?”

You nodded and grabbed a notepad off Colin’s desk. You wrote down your address in neat handwriting (adding a little heart at the end) before ripping the piece of paper off and handing it over to Colin. “Seven thirty on Saturday.” You confirmed.

You headed out of his office to go back to work but paused in the doorway. You turned back and sent Colin a flirtatious smile that you knew would have an effect on him. “Bye, Colin.” And with that you were gone.

Colin’s cheeks returned to the usual deep red they were whenever he spoke to you at the flirty tone of your voice. He still couldn’t believe it. He was finally going on a date with you.

Once he was sure you were gone he quickly pulled out his phone and found Mare’s contact before sending her an excited message.

MARE YOU’LL NEVER GUESS WHAT

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innocent-writers-soul · 1 year

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Colin Zabel x Fem!Reader (smut)

summary: at your mutual colleague’s party you get close to colin and wonder how cute men can be, which is rarity for you

warnings: drunk main character, oral (f receiving), dry humping, first sex

word count: 1874

It's been a month since your impulsive act was still imprinted in your mind. One night, when the three of you together with Colin and Mare were detained by the boss at work to sort out documents, you weightlessly kissed Colin on the temple when everyone went home and left the office, and he, sitting, fell asleep in his own in the dim light of a small lamp, resting his head on crossed hands on the table. You were incredibly tired to stop yourself from gust of love, and besides, you didn’t do anything criminal. Just the most discreet kiss that should not have remained in Colin's memory, only in yours. But you had no idea that the detective was awake from the very beginning of your entry into the room and was aware of what you had done.

You tried not to attach importance to the changed glances of Colin, attributing it to the fact that it was just seemed to you and it was just your fantasies. When he stood next to you so that he respected your personal boundaries, but was already closer to your own body compared to the times before; when you felt more random gentle touches; when he did cute little things like bring your favorite coffee or casually leave your favorite sweets and candies on your working place; when you saw Colin even more often in your office, who almost began to live in it, but you still were convinced that it was your inflamed brain. Nothing more. Even when drunk Colin put his hand on yours and turned awkwardly at you, shifting his gaze from your eyes to lips with a soapy look and smiling stupidly, telling something. You did your best to listen to him and not pay attention to the skin, which burned from his touch. Today was a day off, but you still had to meet your colleagues at the birthday party of one of them, Jacob. And especially for this occasion, you put on your black tight dress, which sat on you just perfectly, but now it seemed that you were in a vice and grip. You missed the moment when Colin leaned in, scalded with hot breath mixed with alcohol. You froze, not knowing what to expect from him, and then you felt his soft lips covering yours. The kiss was slow, careful and sheepish, you tried each other, and you couldn’t believe that this was really happening. You pulled away from Colin first, widely open inquiring eyes.

“Colin...” he smiled sincerely, dimples appeared on his cheeks.

“Did you think you were the only one who could kiss without permission?” he asked coquettishly and awkwardly, watching your reaction.

You did not understand what it was leading to, and when you had recalled, you blushed, opening and closing your mouth like a cute little fish. You were ready to sink into the ground, you were ashamed to look into his eyes again, but were distracted from your thoughts by the same Colin, who couldn’t cope with his own drunken body and practically flew off the chair to the floor, but you managed to grab him at the last second.

“Are you okay?” you asked in shock, wondering how much had happened in such a short time.

Colin laughed and was mumbling something under his breath and you decided to escort him to one of the rooms to give him a chance to sober up a bit.

“Colin, honey, get up,” you pulled his hand and it took forever to collect his limbs into a single whole, at the same time embarrassed in good way by those bright open glances that the detective threw at you. With joint efforts, you reached the first empty room that came across, lit only by moonlight through the window curtains that were not closed, and you threw off the body of a man on the bed, who tried to help you and stay strong on his feet, but he managed to do it with difficulty.

“...with me,” came to you, but you couldn’t hear it clearly.

“Repeat, please?”

“I say… stay with me, y/n,” Colin didn’t let go of your hand and looked so real in that moment, so sweet and perfect that you had no choice but to agree. You sighed and lay down next to him on the bed. Your heart was beating like crazy, you've never felt like this before. You were drawn to Colin, both mentally and physically, but you tried not to think it was so important, confident that in the morning he will not remember anything.

“Y/n…” reached to you muffled from behind.

“Yes?”

“…Can I hug you?” you thought it was cute and you nodded, noting to yourself that even in a drunken state Colin remained gallant and such a gentleman.

You heard a rustle behind you and felt his arm draped over your waist and his breath around your neck. Goosebumps ran along your spine, and they only intensify when he asked the next question. “...Can I kiss you?..”

You hold your breath and agreed again – Colin left gently wet kisses on your neck, burying his nose in your hair. You closed your eyes as his hand began to caress your side and his lips continued to shower you with kisses. For a moment it all stoped. You opened your eyes and carefully turned around, immediately bumping into Colin's shy but thoughtful face. You just had to guess what's going on in his head.

“I’m very embarrassed to ask this,” he swallowed and you thought about how strange you felt around him: all evening you found yourself in situations that you have never been in before, but you didn’t feel discomfort and you’re just curious.

“Go on?” you encouraged the detective and stroked his fist with your index finger.

He drew air into his lungs, “...I would like to please you”.

And smiled timidly. He never ceased to amaze you – just a few guys in a drunken state are interested in such things, at least from the stories about those your girl friends told you about. Basically they are only interested in their pleasure. You thought detective’s words were lovely, but you snorted, “Colin, how drunk are you?”

“Enough to understand what I'm suggesting.”

You froze again, considering his words and Colin saw your uncertainty, “...Oh, I mean... if you're not comfortable, then–”

“No, it’s not that,” you half-sat down, chewing your lip nervously. “I just… well… never did that before. But I want to.”

Colin nodded slowly at you and reached for your lips, kissing you soothingly and reassuringly. Still staggering a little, he crawled to your feet and sat between legs, looking into your eyes. In the dark, his own seemed completely black and you wanted to continue to look at them for hours without stopping. You felt safe next to Colin, and when he again reached for a kiss, concurrently hand parting your legs and pulling your dress higher to gain access to the lower part of your body, you did not resist and decided to trust him. Your breath got astray as Colin kissed your inner thighs, gently caressing your soft skin. You sighed, feeling light bites followed by a hot tongue that licked their spots. You sensed the growing arousal and the way your pants were getting wetter with every Colin’s move. He didn’t stop looking at you, touching your slit, hidden by a thin fabric, and your body began to tremble finely when he touched your clit, massaging it. You sobbed and moved in time with Colin’s hand and twitched as you felt him replaced his hand to the lace, raising his eyebrows questioningly. You nodded and felt real perplexity, revealing your most intimate part. You tried to cover yourself by squeezing your knees, to which Colin shook his head, pushing them back.

“You're beautiful,” he whispered, looking at how glistened your pussy, wanting to taste it.

You gasped, feeling the warm skin of the detective who inhaled your scent, and in the next moment, a tongue ran over your wet folds. You moaned, understanding that you were glad that your first sex was happening with Colin. He moved his head and tongue, positioning his face so that his nose touched your clit, producing friction. You were lost in sensations, squeezing the sheets with your hands and breathing heavily – you were not interested in what was happening behind the wall; your colleagues were probably having fun and spending their time as good as you both, just each in their own way and in their own style. Colin added one finger, slowly sinking it into you and moving it at a moderate pace, letting you melt into the new experience.

“Damn,” pronounced in a whisper; he added a second finger, bending them in a certain way, and you screamed, not expecting it from yourself.

You could feel him smiling and your walls were squeezing together with your legs near his head. You were sure that by the end of the process you will strangle him with your legs, but, apparently, he would only like it.

“Colin–” you whimpered, and he quickened his fingers, and you were more and more carelessly rubbing wet pussy over his face and smearing all the juices, feeling the approach of orgasm.

“Yes, girl, that's it,” he moaned, humping the bed through the fabric of his trousers with his hard erection, not forgetting to lick and suck you and fuck with his fingers.

You got your head back on the pillows, drowning in orgasm, pulling Colin even tighter with your hand, coming right on his face, squeezing around his tongue. You let out a long moan, which spurred Colin on to move his hips even more frantically, and after a few thrusts, his body shook too and he cummed in his pants. Your eyes stuck together, and your body trembled – these emotions were too much for you, even if they were all blissful. Colin slowly peeked out from your legs and fell in the middle of the bed, smiling beatifically.

You looked at him and saw how his nose, mouth and chin were completely covered with your wetness, “God, Colin, you're all dirty”.

He chuckled hoarsely, looking back at you, “Not just my face”. You blushed, giggling, and he smiled radiantly in response, kissing your side.

“I've sobered up enough to go out to people and then get home”.

“I think I'm on the contrary – drunk now,” you smirked, finding your pants next to you, pulling them back on. Colin watched you closely, never taking his eyes off you.

“What?" you’re in confusion, returning to the place on the bed.

“So… will you be my girlfriend?” timid Colin came back and you smiled lopsided – a grown man, but still the same cautious.

You leaned in, kissing him on the lips, tasting yourself and assuring him, “Yes. I'll be your girlfriend”.

You were looking at each other: Colin, lying on his back, and you, hanging over him from the side. You touched each other's hair, heard how the music changed on the dance floor and people screamed and celebrated, and you felt like the happiest people on the planet.

a/n: i swear, never in my life have i seen such a man as colin and i hope that fate will show me a copy of him otherwise i will be alone all my life </3 (but pls, i want him alive ok)

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Everybody knows I’m a good girl, officer ♡

(colin zabel x under arrest!reader)

Summary: once again, you find yourself being arrested by Colin, adding to his piling stress from an unsolved case. However, you discover that a tiny favor for the detective might bring him some much needed cheer…

Wordcount: 5.7k

Warnings: oral sex (m receiving), car sex, coaxing, reader is under the influence of alcohol, brief mention of a bar fight, aggressive and rude reader, rly vague implied age gap, technically abuse of authority (it’s obvious, but I’m still putting it out there. I advise not to read if any of this makes you uncomfortable)

A/N: sorry for the major inactivity guys, I’ve been busy! And this fic ended up being longer than I expected, but I hope it’s good enough quality. My first ever smut, so hope u guys enjoy <3 (also sorry if any typos btw T^T)

You stood motionless, reeling from the adrenaline coursing through your veins as the alcohol's effects faded. The rush of emotion receded to an eerie calm. As your vision adjusted in the dim light, the scene came into focus - onlookers surrounded you and a woman now being helped from the floor. Through the buzz still clouding your mind, one detail emerged with painful clarity: her bruised and bloodied face, a stark reminder of the harm just caused in a moment of impaired impulse and from your god awful temper.

Now the woman who you beaten black and blue, almost to the point of passing out, wasn't the focal point for dispelling the haze of your impulsive rage. Nah, this lady had it coming when she slut shamed you for being oh-so-bold enough to wear a tank top tonight. No, it was the bright flashing hues of blue and red seeping through the windows that acted as your wakeup call.

Just like that, a realization hit with sobering clarity - “Shit. Cops.” Without pause, you shoved through the crowd, desperation driving every move. Bursting through the door, the frigid night air raised goosebumps across your skin. Damnit, maybe the tank top wasn’t the best choice after all. Intoxicated or not, you were in no shape for an arrest. Stumbling at first, you found your footing and picked up speed, putting distance between yourself and the scene of the incident you started. You were gonna make it through! You were gonna outrun those pigs and they would never get their grubby hands onto you!

…That was until, a loathsome voice sounded from behind.

“Hey- hey! Where do you think you’re going?”

Before you knew it, you felt hands locked around your arms, yanking you to a halt. The telltale jingle of metal broke through your panic and with a sharp click, cold steel encircled your wrists. A glance back confirmed your dread. You weren’t being handcuffed by just any stinking cop - it was that good for nothing detective Colin Zabel arresting you once more, and for what, the third time this week? That’s one hell of a streak.

You sighed inwardly, the fight draining from your limbs, knowing any attempt in resisting would be in vain. “Goddammit Zabel, can’t you give it a rest?…” you muttered under your breath, as he hauled you back to the police car.

"I know, I know - save your excuses," Colin cut you off wearily, the smile not reaching his eyes. “Jus’… don’t start, ‘Kay? Do me a solid and quietly get in the car.” He opened the car door to the backseat, gesturing for you to step inside. Despite his perpetual mask of affability, you detected an edge of irritation - his good humor and patience clearly worn down by your repeated encounters.

“Whatever man…” you sighed as the door clamped shut with finality. Through the window you watched Colin slip into the driver's seat, releasing a long exhale as if to shed the stress of your latest encounter. At least you provided some diversion from his endless paperwork, though you doubted he'd admit as much.

True to his by-the-book nature, he slinked the seatbelt over himself, securing it with an assured click. Out of habit, he craned his neck over his shoulder, asking out of the goodwill of his heart. “Oh! Almost forgot. Do ya need a lil’ hand with fastening your seatbelt too?“ he offered warmly, “Don’t want any extra accidents happening tonight, am I right or am I right?” A hearty chuckle followed, dying abruptly once he took in your expression - eyes hooded and mouth set in a grim line.

“Fuck off Zabel.” you growled in response, fixing your stare out the window. He felt tension coil in his gut but forced it down with a hard gulp. As a veteran officer, he had faced far worse than you, yet something about your unpredictable defiance unsettled him. For a moment, under your glare, an angry retort rose to his lips but he bit it back, sensing it would only stoke the flames. Best to let the dust settle, he decided. Starting the car, he pointedly kept his eyes forward and drove in loaded silence.

“Alriiiighty then, no seatbelt it is. I’m just gonna… ah- y’know….” He cleared his throat, voice petering off into a nonsensical mumble as he shifted gears.

An uncomfortable hush fell over the car, only the revving of the engine permeating the stillness. Colin tapped the wheel, wishing for a distraction from the tension. His mind raced through possible conversation starters but came up blank. A stolen glance in the mirror found your stony profile unchanged. With a sigh, he focused back to the road, flicking on the radio more for the static noise than any musical preference.

Colin hummed softly to fill the silence, earning another kick from the backseat - your fourth such outburst. He was the pinnacle of what it meant to be a pushover, but he still stood his ground when needed to… in his own unique way. “H-Hey, Cut it out kid! And be nice,” he let out a weary sigh, peeking up at your vexed form through the rearview mirror “You know, I’m not a fan of this attitude you’ve got going on. Haven’t been for the past week.”

You sank lower into the seat, glowering. “First of all, old man, lay off the ‘kid’ crap. I’m not a child.” You rolled your eyes at his feeble attempt at reprimand.

Colin bit back another retort, clenching his jaw. Pride demanded he have the last word, if only to reclaim a shred of dignity in his own vehicle. “Hm no, I think I’ll call you a kid. ‘Cause you know why? You’re acting like one, like right now.” he replied evenly, bubbling frustration leaking through his amicable veneer, yet he still maintained some semblance of civility between him and your not-so-good of a temper.

As you drew your breath to speak, Colin beat you to it. “Look- all I’m sayin’ is, this isn’t good for you. This is the third time this week I’m haulin’ you in here. The third time!” Weariness tinged his laughter as he splayed his fingers out in front of him, only to reclaim the steering wheel in a swift motion. “Not only is this not doing you any favors kid—-“

“I said don’t call me kid.” You interjected sharply, cutting him off this time.

Colin continued on autopilot, fatigue chipping away at his usual cheer. “It's also not doing me any favors either. I've got a case to crack, but Mare - my partner - thought it’d be best if I dealt with you while she took charge of the investigation for the night…”

His shoulders slumped, eyes downcast as a cloud of disappointment settled in. As a county detective, he longed to prove himself with this investigation, not play referee to petty disputes. But saying no had never come easy, especially when others mistook his calm demeanor as weakness.

Silently, your eyes veered away from the passing scenery outside the car window, finally taking notice of his careworn features in the mirror. Attuned to the new lines of fatigue etched upon his face, you perhaps began to understand that this was wearing him too.

“Must suck being everyone’s errand boy.” You observed, tone lacking its usual bite.

Colin offered a tired nod. “Comes with the job, I guess…” his words trailed off, accompanied by a somber tone as his gaze returned to the road. “But y’know what they say- it is what it is.” he added softly, punctuating the statement with a self deprecating laugh.

Surprisingly, a twinge of sympathy tugged at your heart - a rare reaction to the shithead county detective. For all his attempts at camaraderie, which admittedly grated, you had to respect his resilience in the face of your unrelenting hostility. Hell, that time you clocked him during arrest, most would've thrown the book - but not Colin. His patience and optimism seemed a superpower, weathering your worst without breaking stride.

A strange blend of sympathy and guilt surged through you, as the realization struck you hard like a freight train - you had subjected the poor detective to a relentless barrage of undeserved hardship, oblivious to the weight of his personal burdens. Your chest tightened, and a foreign sensation stirred deep within as the reflection in the rearview mirror held your gaze captive.

The need for redemption gnawed at your conscience, but how could you possibly make things right? You've been a real pain in the ass to him for a good while now. Within the depths of your alcohol-induced haze, a daring idea began to take shape - could you perhaps make amends through a little bit of... shared pleasure?

It was pure insanity. Drunken impulses (and drunken you) are the epitome of idiocy. Vivid images flooded your thoughts, projecting the sheer horror that would contort his face if you dared to make a move now. It was likely that he hadn't experienced the touch of a woman in quite some time. And yet, that was precisely the point. The poor guy may have been deprived of any intimate encounters since his fiancée abruptly left him, and the growing urge within compelled you to do something about it.

Undeterred, an unwavering determination fueled your decision to make a bold move and test the waters. Shattering the silence, you adopted an uncharacteristically sweet tone to conceal your true intentions. "Hey Colin, think I could sit up front? It's kinda cramped back here."

Colin glanced over, clearly skeptical of your politeness given past rides. "Not sure that's protocol..." he began, ever the rule-follower.

Your lips formed a slight pout, an innocent plea. "Aw c’mon, I'm starting to feel queasy. Just to the station, what's the harm?"

“Uhh….”

Colin's head snapped in your direction, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized your expression. Despite his suspicion, a flicker of genuine concern crossed his face. The thought of you unleashing your 'gastric distress' all over his car seemed to be a genuine fear he really wanted to avoid. He did not need an extra pukefest tonight.

Reluctantly, he caved in to your request, his voice colored with a mix of resignation and caution. "Ah, jeez... Look, you're not supposed to sit in the front, but fine, I'll make an exception this time." He maneuvered the car to the side of the road, stepping out to open the door for you. As you settled into the passenger seat, he retook his place beside you.

"Jus' promise me you won't end up throwing up in the car, 'cause I'm not looking forward to cleaning up that mess." With a playful smirk, he wagged his finger at you, but there was an underlying seriousness to his words.

"Chillaaaax, Colin. Don’t even worry, you won't see me hurling tonight. I've got it all under control," you declared, gracing him with a reassuring smile. The unexpected warmth of your expression caught him off guard, contrasting sharply with your usual snarky demeanor and the piercing death stares he had grown accustomed to.

However, Colin’s initial reservations melted away, reciprocating the gesture as a warm smile played across his face. He resumed his position behind the wheel, ready to continue the drive. But just as he was about to press the gas pedal, you captured the moment and took action. It was officially reckless business o’ clock. You sank down from the car seat, your knees grazing along the surface as you shifted toward the detective.

Colin's eyes widened comically, his mouth agape, utterly taken aback by this unexpected turn of events. "K-Kid, what on earth are you—"

Cutting him off, your slurred words emerged with a hushed urgency. "Shush. And I told you not to call me kid. Just wait, let me..."

Your words trailed off as you grappled with the cramped space of the car. Hindered by the handcuffs that still restricted your movement, you struggled to find a way to support yourself without the use of your arms. Nonetheless, you persevered, inching your way beneath the steering wheel and between Colin's legs.

You released a sigh of relief as you settled comfortably onto your knees. “Phew! Crawling around is no walk in the park without some arms. Anyways...”

“Hi.” An impish grin spread across your face, your eyes flickering upwards, locking with his apprehensive gaze.

“Wow hi, haha!“ his smile, already awkward, stiffened further as he involuntarily sunk deeper into the car seat, attempting to create as much distance as possible between the two of you. “So um… is everything okay? I mean, what’s happening right now? What are you… doin’ down there, specifically?” His words tumbled out, laden with confusion and a touch of concern.

“What do you think I’m doing?” you giggled, thoroughly amused by the sight of the detective squirming uneasily in his seat. A delicate flush of pink tinted his cheeks, a detail that didn't escape your notice. Your voice dropped into a low purr as you continued, relishing in the tension that swirled between you. “Weeeell... I had this little thought, you see. I wanted to make amends. You know, for being such a pain to you over the past few weeks."

A coy little shrug followed your words, as if you were merely toying with the idea. “And I figured, what better way than to help my favorite detective relieve summa his stress off his shoulders.”

You awaited his response with a wide grin, but all that greeted you was a dumbfounded Colin, his face now aflame with a deep shade of crimson blush, eyes wide and unblinking. The sound of his breathing, short and heavy, filled the tense silence, leaving you to wonder if perhaps you had made him uncomfortable. Although a certain part of his body seemed to betray a different sentiment, stiffened and undeniable.

As both of your gazes inadvertently dropped, your eyes locked onto a conspicuous tent forming beneath Colin's slacks. A mix of surprise and amusement flickered across your face, mirrored by the silent murmuring of the word 'crap' that escaped his lips. “Hah… that’s uh- real strange. Don’t know why that’s happening,” He gulped. “Good ol’ keys in the pocket, huh? They’re a pain, especially when they decide to stick out in weird angles. It's like, whoa, things can get a little… funny, you know? Awkward, even.” He added, his voice revealing a hint of panic as he desperately attempted to maintain his composure, all while his raging boner was in plain sight.

“Oh for god’s sake,” you groaned, impatience tracing a light furrow on your brow as the restraint of the handcuffs exacerbated your frustration. "You're not seriously trying to play dumb with me, are you?" You said, annoyance and amusement bleeding through your words. The power dynamics had shifted, leaving you unable to take the lead, and instead relying on the nervous wreck of a detective before you.

You closed your eyes for a brief moment, taking in a deep breath to steady fraying nerves. Determined to take a gentler approach, you decided to navigate this delicate situation with care.

"Come on, Col..." you cooed, leaning forward as far as you could, resting your head gently on his thigh. Your voice took on a soft, persuasive tone. "Let me do this for you." With a subtle flutter of your lashes, you batted your eyes, mimicking the innocent charm of a puppy seeking its owner's attention. Colin flinched, his knees threatening to buckle under the weight of your sudden touch. Yet, he remained motionless, his eyes fixed upon you in mounting suspense.

A smile curled upon your lips as you sensed his lack of immediate resistance, emboldening you to press forward with your gentle coercion. "Just once," you whispered, your voice filled with earnestness. "Let me do this once, and I promise you'll feel so much better afterward."

“..Jesus, I don’t know ‘bout this… I….” Colin mumbled, trailing off with a heavy uncertainty.

He sat frozen in place, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. His bottom lip bore the marks of his nervous chewing, while his brows knitted together in a hesitant frown as he weighed his options.

He knew he shouldn't, he reaaaally should not. It was morally wrong, a breach of professionalism, and could jeopardize his career if discovered. His eyes darted frantically outside the car's windows, scanning the desolate darkness that enveloped the streets in secrecy. But technically, no one would find out, would they?

And god, it had been a long while since he had been with a woman, especially since the bitter end of his engagement. And there you were right now, on your knees, your eagerness to please him palpable. Just the sight of you pouting sent his stomach into a frenzy of uncontrollable flutters, a reaction unexpected even from someone with a volatile temper like yours.

Bewitched by your feminine wiles, he barely registered how his hand had crept onto the top of your head, his thumb caressing your scalp with a tender touch. The throbbing heat in his pants intensified, overpowering any remaining restraint. With cautious swiftness, he glanced around, scanning the surroundings for any prying eyes, before his gaze settled back on your face - your smile, a comforting anchor in the sea of his conflicting emotions.

He sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth, his voice barely rising above a whisper. "F-Fine... Jus’ promise me you won't breathe a word of this to anyone, alright?" His hands returned to himself, fingers trembling as he loosened the clasp of his belt. The once ironclad resolve that had held him together began to crumble like fragile dust, succumbing to the pull of the moment.

“You have my word Col.” you reassured, your voice a soft murmur teeming with exhilaration.

Colin proceeded to undo his pants, the sound of the zipper echoing through the confined space. As he shoved them down, the dim glow of a distant streetlight seeped through the car window, casting a faint illumination on the scene. You couldn’t see all that clearly in the dark, but you did catch a glimpse of the outline of his cock protruding beneath his boxers, the fabric adorned with a telltale wet spot. Needless to say, he was far more excited than he was letting on.

Your mouth watered in anticipation, your core aching with need. Your senses heightened, thighs instinctively clenching as you awaited his next move. But just as Colin's thumb looped under his waistband, he hesitated, uncertainty settling over him like an icy veil. Restraints confined your hands, the itch of frustration crawling beneath your skin. In this moment, the immobility of your arms felt like a punishment far worse than being thrown into a holding cell later that night.

Unable to physically intervene, you relied on the power of your voice to guide the hesitant detective. "It's alright," you coaxed, tone laced with soothing encouragement. "Shake those nerves off, just this once. No one will ever find out..."

Colin's response came in the form of a hesitant nod - quick, uncertain, but nevertheless a nod. With painstaking slowness, he mustered the courage to give his boxers a small tug, gradually lowering them at an agonizingly slow pace. The measured movements seemed almost teasing, as if he were intentionally prolonging the moment. However, the truth was he basically personified a bundle of nerves, as though he was a schoolboy experiencing the thrill of his first make out session, unsure and skittish in his actions.

"How about we ditch these stupid handcuffs and let me take charge?" you suggested, your tone cutting through the air with an assertiveness that bordered on demand. Colin's head snapped up, surprise briefly shadowing his features as he registered the sudden shift in your demeanor and the scowl that tugged your lips. He couldn't entirely fault you for your impatience - he had been taking his sweet time with dropping his boxers. However, a part of him harbored a lack of trust, as dubious as it may sound. The restraints provided a sense of comfort and security, keeping you in check.

Colin's throat bobbed as he swallowed nervously, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. "Ehh... sorry, but that's a no-can-do," he deflected your proposal with his trademark easy smile. "You understand, right? It's nothing personal. Jus’ think it's... better this way."

“Ugh…” you grunted, eyes rolling in annoyance. You relinquished your desires, holding back any further comments or demands.

After what felt like an eternity, Colin steeled his nerves enough to continue, no longer willing to delay the inevitable. In a swift motion, he grasped the waistband, sliding it down until his cock sprang free, bobbing slightly in the air. Your gaze, once fixated on the crop of brown pubic hair adorning the base, now traced the veiny pathways that ran along his thick length, leading to the swollen tip—flushed red and leaking. For a seemingly meek police detective, he sure had a nice looking dick.

You smiled as you leaned in, tilting your head closer. Your eyes, brimming with excitement, darted back and forth between his face and his erection, gauging his reaction as you tested the boundaries. Despite his initial apprehension, there was a glimmer of delight in his gaze. Encouraged by his response, you inched closer, your lips ghosting the underside of his shaft, your warm breath teasing his sensitive skin, coaxing it to twitch in response.

Colin squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for the moment. “Crap, look- in case it wasn’t obvious enough, it’s been a while for me,” he blurted out shakily, already roused by the sight of your pretty lips caressing the heat emanating from his dick, sending a wave of warmth sweeping over him. His legs parted further, an unspoken invitation for you to draw nearer. “So sorry if I…. Y’know.. too early.” He stammered with urgency.

“I mean, you already look like you’re ready to burst before I even touched you,” you shrugged with a light chuckle. “But I kinda like that.” You flashed him a playful smirk.

He remained speechless, his face flustered and turned away, a deep red painting his features in the stillness of the moment.

Regardless, you took the plunge, gently pressing your lips against the sensitive underside of his cock. A soft, almost inaudible moan escaped his lips, a clear sign for you to continue. From top to bottom, you peppered his length with tender, soothing kisses. His hand immediately reached for your hair, his fingers finding solace in the roots to distract himself from cumming too fast, careful not to exert too much force and risk hurting you.

"And sorry about the whole hair-holding thing. I, uh... need something to hold onto when I'm really focused," he confessed, his bashful laughter intertwining with his words. His face still burning a deep scarlet hue, the admission both vulnerable and endearing. "Habit," he added, his lips twitching with shy sincerity.

“You can grip my hair as hard as you want. I don’t mind a little rough treatment.” you shot a wink, a giggle escaping your lips. Lowering your head, you tilted it to the side, your tongue tracing a stripe against his sensitive balls. Eagerly, you pressed your face forward, your lips latching onto one of them, suckling on it with a gentle yet insistent rhythm, each release elicited a small pop.

“Mmff!— fuck..” Colin‘s jaw went slack, a deep groan rolling off his tongue the moment your mouth made contact, his resistance melting away under the spell of your touch. His dark brown eyes dilated, glazing over your form below him. “Yeah, jus’ like that… jus’ like that…” he managed to utter out, his heaving breaths punctuated by muttered words of approval. His fingers entwined with your hair, massaging the crown of your head in a visceral gesture of pleasure.

“Ooh, you like that don’t you?” you remarked, a playful lilt in your voice as you pulled back slightly, savoring the sight of the detective's face contorting with undeniable bliss. “I wanna hear it baby, tell me how much you needed this.” You crooned, face colored with a teasing grin.

“Okay-okay fine, I won’t lie…” Colin huffed, admittance causing eyes to flutter away. Amused, you chuckled, flattening your tongue against his length, gliding it along a long and deliberate path, coaxing the rest of his words to spill out. A delicious shiver of electricity ran down his spine, sending a cascade of goosebumps rippling down his skin from his erection being teased. “Agh!- y-yes I needed this, I really… really needed this.” he babbled out, his breath hitching with the weight of his confession.

Satisfied, you continued. Your kisses swept from the base and drifted all the way up to the tip of his cock, tongue salty with precum as it expertly caressed the ridges. Colin's body quivered, responding with an urgent jerk of his hips, a wordless plea for you to take his cock into the warm and wet comfort of your mouth. You could feel the urgency in his veins buzz with an electric fervor, beckoning you to go further. For the sake of soothing him, you pressed your lips right onto the swollen head, treating him to small kitten licks on his sensitive slit.

“You’re so goddamn gorgeous...” Colin moaned, teetering on the edge of a whimper. His hips bucked forward once more, ramming his tip deeper into your mouth. Each squirm of his body against the supple leather of the car seat produced a small squeak, almost serving as a subtle backdrop to the moment. “God, you scare the living crap outta me... but f-fuck, you’re sososo p-pretty!” He choked, another whimper caught in his throat.

“Mhm… that’s what I do best detective…” you mumbled with a full mouth, the warmth of his fluids clinging to your breath.

The evidence of your arousal was just as indisputable as his, your panties most definitely soaked from the act of using your mouth on the detective alone, cunt weeping from the lewd noises leaving him with each stroke. Your lips glided further down along him, accommodating his warm slickness as you relaxed your jaw. “Ohmygod- holy shit you feel so good...” he groaned. He slumped back against the backrest, head lolling over his shoulder as he fought to stifle a moan. “Ngh- so good f-for me…”

Despite the discomfort that knotted your knees and the soreness that gnawed at your back from kneeling on the unforgiving car floor longer than you should’ve (all while handcuffed too!), that fiery bundle of elation simmering in your belly powered you through it. After all, Colin was all you could focus on, eclipsing everything else. His raw groans, the incoherent praises that spilled from his mouth, and the way your name danced off his tongue like silk - it was all you needed in the moment, utterly invading every fiber of your being.

However, it wasn't just you who was losing yourself in the moment. Colin's mind short-circuited completely, overwhelmed by the mounting pleasure that had him seeing dazzling stars. Your heavenly skills had transformed his body into a molten state of arousal, practically dissolving into a puddle of liquid. In this state, his thoughts scrambled like a glitching, outdated computer, and your lack-of-hands situation compelled him to take the reins in a mindless frenzy.

"Hope ya’ don't mind if I jus’..." he mumbled hoarsely, his words stumbling out spontaneously. His hands cradled the sides of your head, anchoring you in place, hovering inches above his seat to steady his rhythm. His cock delved deeper into the confines of your throat as his hips undulated to the flow of his ragged panting. His heart galloped like a wild stallion, synchronizing with the rhythm you created, while he sunk himself further into the depths of your wet heat.

“Mmh!- ‘m almost there! Need a lil’ l-longer.” Colin sputtered out, throat straining to keep as quiet as possible. He could see the glistening of tears stinging your eyes, whimpers muffled out around him. He truly never intended to subject your poor mouth to such rough treatment, his tip bullying the back of your throat with each jerky thrust until it was sore, pushing so deep that your nose buried itself in the tufts of hair on his pelvis. Despite the guilt welling up in him, he couldn’t help himself at this point. His body was now like a machine, moving on its own accord to milk every ounce of pleasure he could get.

Even then, you didn’t even break eye contact, not even once. Not when this police detective who nursed a hidden disdain for your tempestuous presence behind faux smiles, was now coming undone right before you - His once neatly styled chestnut brown hair now clung to his sweat-drenched forehead, strands falling over his flushed, pale features. His lips, now parted and glistening, revealed a glimpse of vulnerability, while his doe eyes sparkled with a feverish glimmer. Everything about him in this moment was enthralling, leaving you no choice but to be mesmerized.

The rippling tremors jolting through Colin's frame reminded him that he was nearing his climax, fire pooling low in his abdomen ready to erupt. Between heavy panting, he plucked up the courage to voice his request, his fretful eyes scanning the confined space of the car. “Hey sooo uh- you um… y-you don’t mind if I don’t pull out… right?” he asked, vulnerability threaded through his tone. He definitely wasn’t eager to see his load spray onto anything inside his police car.

Your nose scrunched up in clear disapproval, a glare shooting daggers at him, clearly not a fan of swallowing. He clicked his tongue in disheartenment, head tilted to the side “C’mon, do me a favor will ya?… Not really lookin’ forward to making a mess in the car.” He pleaded breathlessly. To his relief, no signs of protest emerged, though a sullen mask adorned your face.

As he noticed your lack of resistance, he seized the opportunity to follow through with his words. “‘m sorry!- So sorry. I-I’ll make it up to you later. Really!” Colin bleated, tone brewing with guilt and that familiar undercurrent of pleasure.

Squeezing his eyes back shut, he rubbed the bridge of his nose in an attempt to quell the tightly coiled spring in his belly, yearning for release. His balls tightened, cock pulsing as his thrusts into your mouth turned sloppy. Consumed by a blinding, searing white that engulfed his senses, his mind completely blanked. With one final forceful pump, he held your head close, ropes of cum painting your mouth white. Trapped in his surprisingly strong grip, you gulped down the bitter torrent, suppressing the almighty urge to gag as your tongue battled with the assault.

Once you swallowed every last drop of his cum, Colin released his firm grip, withdrawing his now softened cock from your mouth. His hands fell limply to his sides, the air in the cramped car heavy with sweltering breaths, as though the two of you had just completed a grueling marathon on a hot summer’s day.

Gradually regaining his composure, Colin peeled his eyes open, his gaze fixed upon your chest rising and falling, your lips swollen and glistening with wetness. “Jeez uhh, are you okay?- I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Post orgasm clarity rushed over him like a gust of fresh air, his lips downturned with genuine concern. He hastily reached into his coat pocket, digging out and opening a tissue packet, gingerly dabbing away the saliva and residue from your chin and mouth.

You blinked in confusion, caught off guard by the unexpected act of care from the detective. Well, that was a first - no one had ever wiped your mouth for you after a blowjob, but then again, your hands were bound, rendering you immobile. “Yeah I’m fine, you didn’t really have to do that, but I appreciate the gesture.” you replied in a hoarse voice, head shying away from him.

Colin's face brightened with a smile, a wave of relief washing over him. You were right - the weight of his once overwhelming stress seemed to dissipate. In fact, he felt like a brand new man! It had been a long time since he had been intimate with a woman, so this encounter meant more to him than you could ever know.

In an unexpected twist, he scooped you up from the car floor, strong arms cradling your waist as he pulled you into a tight embrace, cocooning you on his lap. In that moment, the softie within him had taken over, aching to shower you with affection and gratitude for the pleasure you had shared.

Your shoulders tensed in his firm grasp, your wide eyes betraying a mix of surprise and alarm. You couldn't help but wonder if he always got this sentimental after engaging in intimacy, and you couldn't decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Woooow okay, so we're hugging now huh? Someone's feeling affectionate tonight," you noted with a touch of sarcasm. Yet, despite your initial resistance, you allowed him to hold you, gradually surrendering to the warmth of his arms. Deep down, buried beneath layers and layers of pride, a part of you secretly enjoyed this, even if you'd rather be drawn and quartered than admit it.

“Yeah, hope you don’t mind. It’s jus’ that… you did such a good job.” Colin chuckled, his hand gently caressing the small of your back. “And hey, would ya’ look at that! I really do feel so much better now. So, genuinely, thank you.” His words resonated softly against the crook of your neck as he rested his chin there, his arms remaining securely wrapped around you.

You allowed the weight of the moment to sink in, basking in the warmth and tenderness enfolding you. Then, an idea suddenly sprang to mind, and you couldn't resist voicing it. “Say… since I did one hell of a job, does that maybe mean I’m off the hook now?” You pulled back, a sly brow raised as you awaited his response.

Colin let out an exaggerated huff, his smile filled with amusement as he ruffled your hair into a delightful mess. “Nope,” he replied teasingly. “You’re still getting your butt thrown into the station for the night.“

Your expectant smile swiftly dropped into a deep frown, prompting a hearty pat on the back from the detective as he erupted into a fit of laughter. “Sorry kid,” He said between chuckles. “Now chop-chop, time for you to get in the back!”

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I’m aware I made Colin more pathetic than he actually is and I apologize- Idk I just could resist 😭😭 Hope the aftercare made up for it tho??

🤍 only tagging one person cuz idk who else wants to be tagged:

@lacucarachapisser

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jellyluvr · 10 months

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Hiii!! I love all of ur fics they're fcking amazing!! look i know ur request are closed rn maybe u can do this some day but can i ask for colin zabel x f!reader cute fluff fic where they're spending their time together bc yk colin has been busy solving the cases & barely spend much time w his wife aka the reader hehe just them doing some fun leisure activities like going for a picnic, watch movies, bath together(🤭) etc- i really love colin sm hes my fav so i'd be happy to read one from u🥺 ilyyy u're such a great writer keep it up!!

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Horrible title ik. I have no ideas unlike my incredibly talented friends on here so any of you please lmk if I can dm you for titles because I'm in desperate need of ideas. Anyway, here's some colin fluff!! Also my requests are open. No hardcore shit tho. I'm totes down to write some handjobs tho. Especially some fluffy somno? Jesus my hand is disappearing under the covers 😱 that wasnt funny I apologize in advance

Tw: shower and many many compliments. Also stress? Don't know if that even counts but lmk if I missed any 👍also kinda oc Colin? Idk.

S: colin and you take a shower and colin is very happy.

(I'm gonna stop doing summaries cuz they're so pointless atp)

Also ty anon! I love you so much. Romantically we should honestly get married because I really wouldn't mind 😉😉

Colin sat in his chair, staring infront of him. He looked down at his watch, preparing himself for the time. 12am. He sighed, rubbing his eyes as he contemplated his existence. He wanted to go home. He wanted to hug you and cuddle with a blanket.. he wanted sleep. That was his main priority and he really didn't have the time for this case he was working on. He grabbed his coffee cup, standing as he wobbled a bit, letting the blood flow.

He felt a little dizzy, but that wasn't important. What was? Well, he really needed to see you. Desperately.

So, he walked down the hall, running when he knew no one was looking. He ran out the doors, not even caring if his shoulders hurt horribly from him not waiting for the slow automatic doors to open. Once he made it to his car he put the coffee on the roof, unlocking it quickly before hopping in. He grabbed the coffee, setting it in the cup holder before starting his car with the classic ding.

He knew it was gonna be a long ride.

-time skip because I'm not writing all of that

He pulled into the drive way, getting out and making it to the door. He went in, looking around expecting to see you. Usually you always got really excited when he came home. But, as he made his way upstairs he saw you sleeping in the bed they shared. He didn't blame you. He was terribly sleepy himself, so he didn't hesitate to undress and change into more comfy clothes.

He put on a normal tee, grabbing some baggy boxers and slipping them on before sitting on the bed and looking at you for a moment. You looked so pretty like that. With the blueish light shining on your face, the darkness of the room adding a little highlight. He smiled looking at you, his heart thumping slightly. He took a deep breath, laying down next to you and pulling up the covers. He wrapped an arm around you, it being loose as he closed his eyes.

You were still asleep, but he didn't care. He just loved you and sleeping next to such a wonderful woman was a blessing to him. Any man was lucky to even be looked at by you. So, he went to sleep with the thought of you on his mind, just like every other night you two shared.

-next morning

You woke up the morning from colin. Which, it shouldn't have been. He needed to be at the station, but he was just sleeping. Right there next to you. It was 8am, he needed to be at work at 7am. That was the issue, so you obviously woke him up.

He turned over, his eyes droopy and clearly unaware of the situation. He murmured out a "babe?" But you didn't care. Colin was serious about his work. He would've been sad if you didn't push him. That was a fact.

"Colin you're late!" You said, your hands on his shoulders. He took a moment, but then he sprang out of bed and rushed to his closet immediately putting on some pants and a shirt, grabbing his stuff. "Uhh.. what time is it?" He asked, a worried look on his face. You answered quickly, also getting out of bed to get his coffee cup. He loved that coffee cup more than you.

You handed it to him, him giving a grateful nod before leaving cussing to himself. You looked out the window, watching him pull out of the driveway while he scrambled to find something. Probably his phone. But, he eventually found it and left.

Now it was quiet once more... boring too. Sometimes you did wish he didn't have that job but he was passionate about it. He always wanted to do something with his life and you never stopped him.

A breathy sigh left your lips as you sat back down on the bed, quite lonely. All you could do was wait until he got back, so you fell asleep in hopes of seeing him when you woke up.

-another skip, sorry!!

You woke up with some clanking in the kitchen. You got up, rubbing your eyes as you went out to check. But you knew who it was. Colin. He leaned on the counter, mayo and turkey infront of him while he chewed on a sandwich. You smiled at him, going over to hug him.

He hugged you back, still chewing on his sandwich while you kissed him on the cheek.

"How was work?" You asked, getting some bread out of the fridge.

"Horrible." Colin swallowed, turning to you.

"Why?" You were a little surprised but maybe he was just exaggerating like normal. Colin hesitated for a moment, his eyes drifting to the ground.

"Can't say." He let out a sigh, a little smile coming after. That was his usual answer, but you didn't blame him. He was a detective after all. He probably saw horrible things everyday. Today must've been pretty bad. You knew he had seen dead bodies and blood, but whatever it was today must've set him in a pretty bad mood.

"Okay.." you set the slices of bread down, putting mayo and turkey on it before getting some cheese too. Colin was very picky with his food.. but it made him so much more like a cutie.

"Well, you wanna get your mind off it? Maybe a movie or somethin?" You suggested, smiling at him. He looked over at you, then back at his half finished sandwich while he shook his head.

"No." He muttered, sighing. "I think I'm gonna take a shower. I'll talk to you later, babe." He leaned off the counter and took another bite out of his sandwich before walking away. You felt really bad, and once you finished chewing you yelled over at him right before he could close the door.

"Can I join?" You asked, smiling at him while he peeked through the door. He loved you.. he definitely wouldn't mind taking a shower with you.. plus maybe he could have a even better shower. So, he nodded, his face turning pink.

"Uhh.. yeah. Sure." He said, you taking one last bite before trotting over to the door and opening it. Colin turned the water on to the walk in shower, his hand going in it to check the temperature.

He turned his head back, watching you get undressed just like it was the first time he ever saw your body. Without even realizing it he blurted out, "you're beautiful, y/n." He smiled, looking over at you while he finally snapped out of it from the heat of the water. He let out a soft "ow" but he took his hand back, turning around fully to see you smiling. God... he loved that smile.

"Thank you. You look beautiful too." You added emphasis on beautiful to tease him, and he just laughed a little while he saw your body in all of its glory. He couldn't even fathom how much he loved you. How lucky he was to even be in your presence. He watched as you walked to the shower, feeling the water as well before getting in. He followed, pulling down his boxers and stepping in. It was already getting pretty steamy, so he reached for the shampoo above your head before getting some in his hands and washing his hair while he looked down, closing his eyes.

You looked over at him, almost laughing. He just looked so silly doing it, and from your laughing he naturally looked up. He gave you a confused look, but you continued to giggle and it caused him to laugh some too. "What?" He asked, the biggest smile on his face. You just continued to laugh, turning around as you got some shampoo, rubbing it in your head as well. Once you did, Colin began to laugh a little himself, all of his worries washing away along with the bubbles.

It already smelt wonderful, but you grabbed some body wash, starting from the bottom up. Colin watched, washing his body a little too. He was mostly interested in you as he watched your body get covered in soapy bubbles. It made you look so much prettier.

Colin washed off his body while you stood on the other end of the shower, still washing your skin. He was confused why you were taking so long but you were really just trying to overlay the bubbles evenly. Colin wanted to get out, but he waited till you washed off. He now thought to get out, but then you reached for another bottle.

Oh. Conditioner. He knew that.. totally. So he stayed while you put the substance in your hair. His eyes scanned over every curve on your body, making his stomach have some butterflies. He had forgotten how beautiful you were. From the back, that was. He reached over, his hand going to your hair as he helped. You hadn't expected it, but you of course weren't complaining. Why would you?

So, you let Colin's hands stroke through your hair, finally going under the water as he watched your hair turn to silk. He touched it some more, admiring how soft it was. Jesus... everything about you was so perfect. "You're really pretty." He broke the silence, smiling at you while you turned around. You let out a little laugh before you gave him a little kiss, smiling as well.

"You're very handsome." You returned the compliment, giving him another kiss as he turned a pink color. He leaned down, giving you a very warm hug from how warm he was and from the water pouring down on you. You hugged him back, closing your eyes as your head found a nice place to rest in the crook of his neck.

Colin had really forgotten about everything. All he had needed was you. His beautiful fiancée.. or his wonderful heart stopper. (Metaphorical not literally)

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Okay thats all. Hope you liked it ♡♡

Also the heart stopper thing is the only non creepy name. The other was "stress reliever" and honestly that sounds horrible. Just like the title

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cherrypie5 · 1 year

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Sometimes rules are meant to be broken, not today tho

Pairing: colin zabel x fem!reader

Warning: sexual content(18+ minors dni), spanking, sex toys, overstimulation, Dom!colin, slight praise, slight degradation (you kinda gotta squint to see this), squirting, slight aftercare

Word count: 1,4K

A/N: this is my first time writing on here so I'm sorry if it's bad but colin zabel needs more recognition. Also English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes made

There was just one simple rule.

You wou were just supposed to follow that rule. Or just not get caught. But there he stood with a box in his hands. Your box in which you keep your secret stash of sex toys.

"Y/n? What is this supposed to be?" Colin looked at you with an anger in his eyes. You couldn't stare at them any longer knowing the trouble you were in. You looked down at your fidgeting hands.

"No y/n look at me and explain what it is that I found." he growled. Your eyes went back to his dark ones.

"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about them but sometimes you're just so busy with work that I-"

"No excuses y/n. You know the rule don't you?" he cut you off.

Colin has never looked at you like this and you didn't like it at all. Panic filled your chest as he kept looking at you expecting an answer to his question.

"One simple rule for you to follow. For you to obey. You remember the rule right?" He repeated the question. The fidgeting of your fingers against your thumbs cuticle caused it to lightly bleed.

"Yes." was all you managed to get out of your throat. Colin scoffed at you from the other side of the bedroom.

"Say it then. I want to hear you repeat the rule out loud." his patience was running thin so you didn't want to make your punishment even worse.

"No touching myself without your help or permission." his eyes darkened at your response. People would expect Colin to be vanilla in the bedroom, but nothing could be more untrue. He needed to let himself go to fully relax from his stressful job and you are always happy to be of service.

You followed the rule for a long time but he was working so much lately and you couldn't help yourself anymore.

He laughed a bit in disbelieve. "So you do know the rule. You can also guess what's going to happen now right baby?" He walked over to where you sat on the bed and took place next to you.

"Lay across my lap baby." Quickly crawling over him and displaying your ass perfectly in front of him to not make him more mad. You only wore an oversized shirt with panties on underneath so Colin had easy access to punish you quickly.

"Good girl. Now will you stay a good girl and count for me?" he praised. Eagerly nodding your head from hearing the nickname you love so much. A loud smack echoed through the room. You butt cheek already bright red from a singular slap.

"Words baby. You have got to use your words." He soothingly rubbed your sore spot as you whimpered a small yes.

"Such a good girl. Now that was number one so I want to hear you loud and clear from now on okay?" Colin lifted his hand again and smacked down hard.

"Two." you knew that he was proud of you for saying it because of the tender strokes he was giving your ass after the word came out of your mouth.

You love to be spanked during sex but this was not pleasurable.

"Three." you choked back your tears from the pain. "Just two more baby, you are doing so good." Colin tried to encourage.

Your whole body moved from the hard smacks that followed. You couldn't stop a tear falling down your face as colin soothingly tried to massage the pain away. You could feel his buldge pressing against your hip.

"You took that so well baby, I am so proud of you." he brushed his hand through your hair to help calm you down.

"Such a good girl. Now lay down for me please darling so that I can make you feel good." You slowly got of his lap and laid back on the bed. Your ass felt sore againt the sheets but coolness helped soothe the ache a bit.

You watched with eager eyes as Colin reached down for your box on the floor. His veins hands rumbling through the box to pull out two vibrators.

"Pull your panties down." his deep voice made you move quickly as you couldn't wait to see what he would do. Legs spread wide open as soon as your panties hit the ground.

The cool air hit your slick and made goosebumps appear on your entire body. One of Colin's hands slid up your thigh.

"Already this wet from the punishment huh? You're such a slut for me that you get wet so easily, aren't you?" his fingers slid between your folds to gather some of your slick. A slight moan escaped your lips as he brought his fingers to his mouth to taste you.

"Such a sweet girl." he moaned. He took his fingers out his mouth with a pop as he looked you right in your big eyes.

He brought one of the vibrators to your cunt and began to cover it in your juices. The soft graces of the black vibrator against your clit made you moan softly already.

"I'm gonna put this in now, okay? Remember if it's ever to much you can always use your safe word baby." you nodded your head as an answer as he went to laid a soft kiss against your forehead.

He slowly pushed the vibrator inside of you until he had filled you up completely with it. A soft click on the machine made it purr with vibrations inside of you. The curved design made to hit your gspot perfectly.

"Fuck Colin, harder please." you pleaded as you were a moaning mess under him. Another soft click could be heard as it went faster. Your hands reached for his back as your fingers dug into his shirt.

You were so distracted by the pleasure that you didn't see Colin grab your second vibrator.

You gasped as it made contact with your clit. The only things you could hear was the humming of the two machines and your loud moans falling of your lips.

Colin went to kiss your lips passionately as he started to thrust the one inside of you slowly as he felt you tightening around it.

"Cum for me baby. Show me how good I can make you feel." That was all the encouragement you needed to let the coil break and let the pleasure wash over you.

You moaned loudly against Colin's lips as you rode out your high. Your fingernails scratching the back of Colin's shirt harder.

You were expecting for the vibrations to stop by now but they were still going strong against your sensitive spots.

"Colin it's too much. I can't take this much." It was becoming too painfull to bare. A slight layer of sweat coating your body from the strain it was put in.

"Just a little longer baby. You gotta know that you shouldn't break the rule." He pressed soft kisses all over your body as you took the overstimulation. Your clit was feeling white hot as you felt something building in your stomach again.

A loud scream came from your chest as you squirted all over Colin's hands and clothes.

"Fuck y/n that was so hot." He turned of the vibrators and slowly pulled the one out of your sore hole.

You fell limp on the bed and your eyes fluttered closed. Exhaustion washing over you.

All you heard was Colin muttering sweet words of praise to you as he pressed more soft kisses against your head.

Slowly opening your eyes again to look up to your boyfriends loving face.

"It's okay y/n, go rest and I'll get you cleaned up" he placed a last kiss on your lips as he stood and walked to grab a towel.

"I love you Colin." was all you were able to whimper out from exhaustion.

"I love you more y/n." Was the last you heard as you slipped into blissful rest.

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chiptaylorsfirst · 1 year

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Kinkmas: Day 5

Day 5 - Training

Word Count: 1,527

Pairing: soft!dom!Colin Zabel x sub!fem!Reader

Warning: Slight praise kink, sex toys, smut, anal play, edging, mutual masturbation

Summary: You finally convince your boyfriend to give you what you’ve been wanting for a while and he delivers.

Colin was always a busy man, working all day to keep the world a more protected place for others and being the natural hero he was. So when he told you that he’d be off work for a week, you took it as a miracle and an opportunity to do everything you missed doing in your relationship. He had been surprised, to say the least when you made him shop for sex toys with you, arguing that it was for whenever he didn’t have enough energy. When the two of you got home, you kissed him and practically forced him to walk to the bedroom.

“I didn’t think you missed me that much, Y/N. What do you have planned?” You smiled as you put the different sex toys you picked on display. “Well Colin, I noticed you were kind of tense and stressed today. Which, I understand because it is your first day back. So, I wanted you to take all of that out on me today and see what I can take.” He stayed quiet for a moment, his eyes raking over you. “I don’t want to hurt you.” You walked to him, putting your head on his shoulder.

“You’re not going to, Col. You remember what we went over that one day you were home about what my safeword will be and things like that?” He nodded. “I’m gonna use them if I can’t take anymore. This is to make sure you aren’t stressed, okay? I want to help you and have some fun out of it while I’m helping you.” He smiled and nodded. “Okay, okay. Only because you said so.” You loved how he was doing this to make you proud but also to get some help. He understood you and he said he wanted to spice things up instead of the vanilla sex life he was used to.

He was slightly afraid that he wouldn’t do well but when he looked into your eyes, he could see that it didn’t matter to you. “So, you can boss me around now. Don’t just stare at me.” He sighed before hugging you and kissing your cheek. “I want you to strip naked for me and lay on the bed.” You nodded and started to remove your clothes. You saw him walk over to the drawer and look at the toys that were presented. He started to sort them out, moving some to the left and keeping the others in their original area. When he was finished and you were laying on the bed naked, he pointed to the toys that he kept in their original place. “These are the ones that I plan on using on you just for today.”

You looked at where he pointed, your eyes widening at the items. “You are comfortable with that, right?” You nodded. “Yes, I am. It’s just a lot of stuff, Col. Damn, how long have you been thinking about this?” He smiled shyly and looked at the ground. “A few weeks maybe?” “You could’ve told me, babe.” He shook his head. “Pretty hard to do when you’re working on cases and paperwork all the time.” You laughed lightly. You saw him remove his coat and unbutton the buttons of the shirt he’d been wearing before letting it drop to the floor. He grabbed a dildo and tossed it on the bed. He then grabbed some lube from the dresser and looked at you.

“You don’t mind anal play, do you?” “No.” He walked towards you and flipped your body over. He put some lube around your hole before he slipped in a finger, making sure you were stretched out enough. He then took the butt plug he had and put some lube on it too. He then slipped it inside of you, listening to your breath hitch. “How does it feel?” You couldn’t find words to describe it. “It feels okay, kind of weird but not a bad weird, a good weird.” He flipped you back over.

“I want you to use that dildo and masturbate while I watch and I want you to look into my eyes while you do it.” You were speechless at his words. You weren’t used to him saying such explicit and descriptive things. You did as he asked, watching as he stood further away from you and looked him in his eyes. You grabbed the dildo and sucked on it. Once it was covered with your saliva, you placed it under you and slipped it inside. You were on your knees with your legs spread far apart as you started to bounce on the silicone toy, wishing it were Colin.

His eyes were focused on you, the fabric of his pants now straining against his very apparent hard-on.

You felt the pleasure build up as you continued, your walls repeatedly clenching. Colin read your body like a book, his eyes looking over the lewd sight and watching as you were just about to tumble right over the edge. “Now, remove the toy from yourself.” You stopped immediately, your eyes on his and your face looking like the one of a scolded puppy. “Col,” you started. “Don’t make me spank you.” You reluctantly did as he asked, catching on to what you were training your body for. “I know that holding off your own orgasm is difficult but you will get a reward at the end of all of this. You just have to be patient.”

He took the dildo and placed it somewhere for cleaning, bringing a vibrator bullet to you along with the remote. “Use this on yourself the same way like you did with the dildo and keep it powered at the minimum pace it can go. If I see you orgasm, you’ll have to ride my thigh and you won’t get to have sex with me at all tonight.” You wondered how Colin was already doing so well at being dominant considering that he’d never done this before. You took the bullet and the remote, enjoying the low vibrations on your clit.

It felt as if it wasn’t enough, making you wish to use your fingers also but you knew Colin let you. You did your best at being patient, looking at your boyfriend as he finally unzipped his pants. Your mouth watered as you watched him strip naked. The tip of his cock was an angry red, leaking pre cum. You wished to suck him off badly and you watched as he started to touch himself at the sight of you. You were drawn closer to your climax from the action. “Col,” you moaned out, almost like a plea. “Yes, princess?” You started to squirm on the bed, almost tipping over the edge but stopping the bullet completely. “Please let me help you,” you said. “No, this is about you, not me. You can focus on me another time.”

He did the same with the remote and bullet as he did with the dildo. You saw him grab another toy and you could tell that it was anal beads. “Lay on your stomach and touch yourself for me. I want your fingers to go as far as they can, okay? Don’t hold back but don’t cum.” You started to bring your fingers inside of you as deep as they could go before curling them. Soft moans escaped from you and you felt the butt plug being slipped out of you and replaced with something else. You moaned when you felt different sizes of the beads inside of you. “You’re doing so well, princess.” You felt yourself clench from the praise.

Your legs trembled and you were close. “Col-Colin, mm.” You did your best to hold it off and after a few minutes, you were told that you could stop. You felt the beads slip out of you then you were turned onto your back. Colin was standing in front of you, a smile on his face as he looked at you. He got in the bed, positioning himself between your legs before slipping inside of you. He started slowly, aware of how sensitive you were from edging yourself. He kissed you with such tender love and passion that you felt you might pass away then and there.

With a few more strokes, you finally met your high at his command. He brought you down from it, pulling out of you shortly after and placing a kiss on your cheek. “You did so good, baby.” You saw him get up. “Colin,” you called. “Yes,” he turned around to look at you. “You didn’t--” “I know, I know. I told you this was about your pleasure. I’m about to clean these and I promise I’ll be right back.” He kept his promise, getting in bed with you as soon as he was finished. You laid on his chest, cuddling with him. Your hand slid down to feel his semi-hard cock and you smiled at him. “I said--” “Hush, Col. I know what you said but you deserve some pleasure too. Don’t argue with me.” The day went on just like that, you both pleasing one another.

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"Magic night"

Colin Zabel x Latina reader

Summary: It was your second date with Colin, you started dating for a few days but you still didn't know each other well enough. You are a foreigner, you came from far away to start a new life away from the problems of your native country. Colin invited you to a bar for a drink, a quiet evening, or not?

Warning: Slightly suggestive, alcoholism, a little angst ,mention of economic crisis, impoverishment of a country and coup, also spanish words but don't worry they will have their translation.

A/N: I want to clarify that I never saw this series (so sorry) but I wanted to write something with this character because he seems very soft, and yes, this is quite specific but I really wanted the protagonist to know Spanish idk why

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Sitting in Colin's car seat, I was accommodating the folds of my skirt for the fourth time somewhat anxious, despite being the 2 date I always got a little nervous when I saw him, I just couldn't help but feel a tickle in the pit of my stomach. Apart from the dark blue jean skirt, I was wearing a light black fabric shirt and my hair was somewhat messy with a flower-shaped clip, I knew he liked it. Completing my outfit was wine red lipstick and I was wearing black wedge boots that hugged my entire calf almost to the knee.

The detective who was trying to pay attention to the road could not help noticing from his peripheral vision your hands move, smiling with a free hand he took yours in his

I was looking through the window absently when his soft touch made me turn my head in surprise, fist at his hand and then at his face.

"Is everything alright, darling?"- He smiled as he kept looking ahead.

He had just called me darling? Oh I think that's another thing I like about him to add to the list. Their cute nicknames.

"Yeah, no worries"

His hand was still caressing mine, his fingers tracing slow circles on the back of my hand and on my knuckles. His warmth was making me melt but I tried to keep my composure.

Every time I went out in a car I liked to look out the window and see the buildings or the landscape in general. The sun was going down and the clouds were dyed in orange and pink colors, it looked like a work of art. Focused on the sky, I had not realized that we were arriving at the bar. A neon sign illuminated the car and our faces, there were tables outside and inside.

Colin opened my door and held out a careful hand to help me out.

"You look very beautiful today"- He said innocently

I looked at him with wide and surprised eyes while a shy radiant smile appeared on my face. He couldn't even imagine what those words had done to me, or the hours I spent trying to find the perfect outfit. I tried not to show my flushed cheeks

"Do you really think so?"- I said as if trying to play it down and feigning confidence, although that phrase meant the world to me.

"Of course yes, I'm always honest"

Now Zabel offered me his arm cavalierly inviting me to put his hand in it to walk together towards the entrance

"Well now I'll be honest, that blue suit looks radiant on you"- I told him flirtatious

And it was true, he was wearing a matching teal blue suit, a plain white shirt, and a black tie that matched beautifully. I was so used to seeing him in his typical black coat and dark shirts that seeing him in other colors made everything about him stand out.

Colin chuckled sheepishly as we entered the bar. The walls inside were painted a blood red while the freshly varnished wooden floor shone like a mirror. The bar was full of bottles and cocktails that the bartender was masterfully preparing. There was also a live band playing, a bass player, a drummer and the lead singer. I loved live bands, well, I loved music in general. I remember that for my 15th birthday my mother had bought me a karaoke machine, she almost instantly regretted it, I wouldn't stop using it in my room at full volume.

We went to the bar and took a seat, the music was nice. The bartender asked us what we were going to drink. Colin had a margarita and I had a gin and tonic.

"Wow, you seem to like strong drinks"- he said

"Over time you get used to it"- I laughed

While the boy in the red bowtie was preparing the drinks as if he were a juggler in a circus, Colin and I began to chat.

"So tell me... what prompted you to move to this place?"

A shadow darkened my gaze and I suddenly became serious, I lowered my head a bit uncomfortable

The detective noticed this so he quickly said

"I'm sorry, I know it's a somewhat personal question, you don't have to answer it if you don't want to."- An expression of sorrow crossed his eyes.

"No it's ok I just-"

I wanted to continue but I felt the weight of a rock in my throat. Even so I took a breath and answered

"My country had just come out of a coup d'état, the whole world had been left poor, we hardly had to eat. I remember my mother crying, the screams of the military. It was horrible"

I closed my eyes so that the tears that were about to appear would not be seen. Colin sympathetic caressed my arm rubbing it from top to bottom which gave me the strength to continue.

"Thank God my family was not harmed. When I grew up I promised my family that one day I would raise enough money to help them financially, even if it meant moving to another country."

Zabel looked at me giving me all the attention in the world and his face showed an expression of anguish as if everything I've experienced had been experienced by him too.

"I'm so sorry about all that"

"Thank you Colin.."- I was able to genuinely smile until my eyes were slanted as if they were two parallel lines, it was comforting to know that someone was listening to me without judging me

The bartender had already finished the drinks and served them to us. We thank him with a smile

"However, now I'm here and I'm not doing so bad, and the best thing is that I'm talking to the most handsome detective in town"- I told him while taking the straw between my lips and winking

I liked to make him nervous

He looked down at his drink laughing as his cheeks flushed slightly. Bingo

"Well, enough about me, now I want to hear from you, you're working on a new case, right?"

"Yes, in fact, I'm trying to make progress on that"

And so he began to talk to me about the details of the case, his co-worker and everything. It seemed like an interesting but dangerous job at the same time, I looked at him carefully while he spoke calmly, I couldn't help but worry about him every time he talked about the injured people who were involved in detective work.

"You're a very brave man"

He looked at me surprised and confused.

"Why?"

"Well, with everything you told me, it seems like you fear for your life all the time."- I tried to sound funny but I was really worried.

"Well you are partly right, this profession is dangerous but don't worry, I know how to defend myself"- He said with a smile to reassure me and put his hand on mine

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We continued to drink our cocktails, mine was almost empty and it was getting to my head a bit because I could feel the heat of the alcohol in my blood, especially on my face.

Without warning and laughing at who knows that I asked Colin

"Do you want me to teach you words in Spanish?"

He laughed enchanted

"Okay, miss y/n, teach me"

"Do you know how to say party in Spanish?"- I said as I moved my straw in circles inside the glass

He shook his head, amused by my behavior.

"It's said: Fiesta, F-I-E-S-T-A"- I pronounced it slowly so that he can understand me and repeat it

Colin repeated the phrase with a cute American accent, it sounded adorable.

"And job it's trabajo"

The handsome detective tried to repeat the word but failed pathetically, then annoyed and getting closer I told him

"No, no no, not like that"- I gently grasp his jaw to force him to look at me.

"Look at my lips, tra-ba-jo"

He didn't expect that contact with my skin and even less when I told him to look at my lips, he immediately blushed and tried to repeat the word just to give me the satisfaction of listening to him and knowing that he learned the Spanish lesson like a good student. I felt like a preschool teacher

"Yaaay muy bien! oh that's another word haha"-I laughed nasally- "and means very good"

"It seems to me or are you a little drunk?"

I gasped

"Naah, it's your imagination"- I made a gesture with my hand like shooing a fly

Colin seemed entranced by my presence because he kept laughing in amusement.

I leaned my elbows on the bar and laughing like a schoolgirl I told him

"Guess what it means mi amor"

"I-I don't know"

"Oh c'mon. You really don't know?"

"I have no idea"

I framed my face with my hands while blinking flirtatiously.

"Means my love"- I smiled mischievously while biting my lower lip.

The brunette scratched his shirt collar heatedly with an awkward smile.

Suddenly your favorite song started being played by the band

"Ohh my god I love that song! You have to come dance with me!!"- I told him while I grabbed his wrist and dragged him to where the audience was with the musicians.

"Oh I don't think that's a good idea"- Colin said as he resisted my push and sat back down on the stool.

"Pleaseee"- I pouted sadly

"I don't know how to dance, but you go. I see you from here"

"Fineee but you are missing the opportunity to dance with a sexy latina"- I said swaying my hips

I went to the center of the room near where the musicians were playing, waving my arms in the air happily. My confidence was through the roof. I let myself be carried away by the rhythm of the music, moving my legs from one side to the other and my arms making waves while I closed my eyes letting myself go. My clothes were tight to the body highlighting my attributes and my hands ran through my body from head to toe ending on my thighs near my groin while slowly lowering to the ground.

Zabel's eyes widened.

I continued dancing with my eyes closed, my head moved from side to side as did my waist, but in an act of rebellion I went up on stage and grabbed the microphone of the main vocalist.

"What the hell are you doing"- He said irritated and confused

"Oh no, this can't be good"- Colin sighed

"Hellooo amigoos!"- I grabbed the microphone and exclaimed trying to keep my balance

"Tonight I want to dedicate this special song to that pretty boy over there who is sitting at the bar and covering his face"- I said pointing at him shamelessly

The detective covered his eyes with an embarrassed hand and laughed nervously, he wanted the earth to swallow him up

The bassist approached me annoyed and said

"Hey you can't do that he-!"

"Shh!"- I shut him up by putting a finger to his lips - "Now I will sing"

I started to sing a couple of Lady Gaga songs while seductively dancing every movement I did, it was full of elegance and passion, it was in my blood. From time to time he gave Colin provocative glances like a hunter watching his prey. I knew how to dance and capture people's attention, my hips did not stop moving and waving to the rhythm of the songs like a belly dancer, there was not a single inch of my body that I did not move. Sometimes I would bring my attention to my hands either by moving them in circles in the air and gesturing like flamenco dancers or by bringing them to my bust. I think people also liked my voice, I wasn't a professional but I put all my effort and enthusiasm into it. I could hit high notes and some low ones without so much effort.

Detective Zabel didn't know whether to run away or stay to continue enjoying the show, but he looked at me with dreamy eyes and a sparkle of joy.

"Your friend seems funny huh?"

"Uh excuse me, what?"- Colin turned his head in confusion to know who was speaking to him.

"Your little friend, the one in the pretty black shirt, seems to know how to have fun"- The bartender, while cleaning a glass, elbowed him as a sign of complicity while winking at him and then burst out laughing.

"Oh ye-yeah. She's amazing"- This last he said in almost a whisper. This woman aroused new emotions in the detective, and he liked them

Now the crazy singer began to sing in Spanish, although nobody understood her, they enjoyed the music

"SI NO SUPISTE AMAR, AHORA TE PUEDES MARCHAR!" (If you didn't know how to love, now you can leave)

"BOOM BOOM PON A GOZAR TU CUERPO CON EL BOOM, BOOM BOOM PON A GOZAR TU CUERPO, WOOO" (put your body to enjoy with the boom)- I was jumping like I was in carnival while waving an arm in the air

I stopped singing, I was exhausted

"Thank you dear audience, y ahora chupenme la-!" (and now suck my-)

The vocalist, fed up with me, snatched the microphone from me before I could finish the sentence.

"Go insult somewhere else, I have a Colombian cousin, you know? I understood what you said"

I came down from the audience somewhat embarrassed but happy because the people were applauding me happily, it was nice to be the center of attention for 5 minutes

I got to Colin who was still sitting at the bar looking at me like I was a Christmas present smiling with his eyes and mouth

"My, my. You're quite the jackpot"

"Oh what can I say?"- I said modest

"Let's go I think it's already quite late"- He looked at his wristwatch, it was 9:30

Colin Zabel took me affectionately but firmly by the arm, accompanying me towards the exit and then resting his hand on my lower back.

I got in the car together with him and we began the return to my apartment. Colin drove calmly while I still kept the music on my mind, nodding my head rhythmically and rocking my foot up and down. I looked at the streets distracted through the window. I suddenly turned my whole body so that I could face the detective. I rested an arm on the headrest of my seat, looking at him mischievously.

"What did you think of today's performance?"

"I think it was magical"- He smiled and showed some sexy dimples.- "I didn't know you could dance so well, my favorite part was when you took the vocalist's microphone and made him shut up"- When he laughed his nose wrinkled adorablely, he looked like a bunny

"Really?"- I laughed hysterically throwing my head back.- "Ok yeah, that was good"

We continue laughing heartily until I get closer to Colin laughing and resting my hand on his leg. I stroked his thigh coming up a bit near his groin and gave a playful squeeze.

Colin, who was not expecting that, tensed his muscles and clenched his jaw, letting out a contained grunt.

I looked at him biting my lower lip into a smile while still having my hand on his leg.

"Uhmm I-I think the alcohol affected you a little"- He moaned slowly, unable to contain himself.

Music for my ears

I laughed and slowly removed my hand from his thigh.

"I wasn't really drunk..."

Colin turned his head to gape at me, but remembered he was driving so he quickly looked back at the road.

"What did you just say??"

I shrugged as I looked at him, smiling innocently as if I had done some mischief and was about to punish myself.

"Did you seriously think it was my first time trying a drink that strong?"- I said naughty

Zabel snorted

"Please don't be mad, I know it was stupid"- I begged - "The cocktail had gone to my head a bit but not so much that I lost consciousness, I was conscious"- Now totally serious I look at him worried

"I'm sorry"- I sounded like a wounded animal as I looked down at my skirt. I didn't want to play the dead fly but now I realized that what I did was irresponsible

Colin heard the tone of regret in my voice and since he didn't like to see me down he said

"I'm not mad I promise, plus I have to admit it was kind of fun. And no one got hurt so you didn't do anything serious"- He gave me a warm look and a smile that was brighter than the stars in the sky that night.

Relieved, I smiled back at him as he continued driving to my house. Again he helped me get out of the car and walked me to the entrance.

"Well y/n I really had a good time today, I say again that you are full of surprises"

"Aww you don't suck either"

He laughed

We stared at each other's eyes, both shone in a particular way, was it love?

"Well I guess I'll see you another day Detective Zabel"- And without waiting for an answer, I grabbed his face with both hands and planted a passionate but quick kiss on his lips. It was our second date anyway and that's what happens at the end of one, right?

Colin stared at me silently, not knowing how to react.

"See you tomorrow, mi vida"- I smiled even with his face in my hands

He looked at me smiling confused

"I think you'll have to ask me out again to find out what that means."- I said amused as I quickly opened the door and entered my house.

The brown-haired boy stared at the door for a few seconds without knowing what to do, but then he laughed, placing his hands in his pants pocket as he headed towards his car. He would definitely ask her out on another date.

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It's not the best I've written, sorry for disappointing the fans of this series 😭

at least i hope i made you laugh

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