#frank endings beginnings

[notafunkiller]

happy new year

Summary: On New Year's Eve, you gather the courage and you take a bold step, approaching Frank and igniting a spark of connection.

Pairing: writer!endings beginnings frank x female reader

Warnings: 18+, age gap (r is 23, Frank is 42) teasing, dirty talk, pet names, oral séx, protected séx, language, implied aftercare, no mention of y/n

Word Count: 5.2K

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A/N: I think this will be a series, so I really hope you’ll enjoy it! Also, I want to thank @lavenderhaze967 for supporting me!

Please, do not repost or translate without my permission!

You’re not a coward...  You’ve never been, but as you pat him on the shoulder, you want nothing more than to run away.

What were you thinking? What are you gonna tell him?

You grab the glass from the table and try to turn around quickly, but it’s too late. You see him out of the corner of your eyes how he shifts, and now he’s facing you.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

You stop with a sigh, and you find yourself checking him out shamelessly.

His hair looks perfectly styled, but in that “I don’t give a fuck” way you always admire. Even when you try or not to care, it still ends up messy. And the whites in his beard make you feel a little weaker. He looks even more handsome up close.

“Well, hello there.” He smiles shyly before bursting into giggles.

You freeze for a little bit, taken aback by his smile and the way it makes his eyes glow.

“Hi.”

“Happy new year,” he says, still smiling, with his hands in his pockets. He looks so casual, yet so attractive. It makes you wonder if it comes with time...

You clear your throat. “Happy new year!”

You don’t like how awkward you sound, it’s embarrassing, so you need help. Without noticing he follows your gaze, you turn your head toward your friends, who’ve been watching you all along. You try to show them with your eyebrows that you need some tips, but the only thing they do is to give you a thumb-up.

Sighing, you look at him again and notice how his cute smile turns into a lob-sided smirk.

“Is that for me, darling?” He nods toward the glasses you’re holding, and you mentally slap yourself as you hand him one.

“Oh, shoot! Yeah!”

He snorts, amused. “Well, thank you very much.”

With a playful wink, he brings the glass to his mouth, taking a huge sip. Your eyes remain locked even as he licks his lips, savoring the aftertaste. The corners of his mouth curl into a charming smile again, and you sigh, feeling your cheeks get hotter, as he acknowledges your gesture with a nod of appreciation.

“You’re welcome.”

“Anything I can help you with? What’s the dare?”

You don’t know how to react for a second. What dare?

“I don’t know what you mean,” you murmur.

“Look, darling, I really don’t mind.” He chuckles, waving around with the hand he’s holding the champagne glass with. “Just tell me what’s the dare, and I can help you.”

Still caught off guard by his assumption, you smile politely. “I’m sorry, I don’t understand... Where did this dare idea come from? There’s no such a thing.” You look at him with a mix of curiosity and gentle insistence, wanting to know what it’s running through his mind. You feel so embarrassed.

“I mean...” He brings his free hand to the back of his head to stroke his hair. “I was young once too, you know? I wasn’t always forty-two, I promise.”

He laughs, but you’re still focused on the casual way he dropped his age. You wouldn’t have guessed he is over forty for sure, but that doesn’t change anything. You still want to kiss him. He, on the other hand, seems to care about it. Gosh, how would he react if he knew you’re just twenty-three?

“You don’t look forty at all.”

That is the only thing you find yourself mumblings, and you sigh as soon as you realize how biased that sounds.

He doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, but he keeps smiling, so it must be a good sign, right?

“Well, don’t let my wrinkles or,” he pauses to stroke his beard. “My whites hear that. They might feel left out from the aging party and all.”

You can’t help but giggle, bringing your free hand to cover your cheeks, trying to hide your redness. He is casually bringing up his age, white hair, and wrinkles. Is he trying to send you a message?

“Sorry if that sounded weird. Your wrinkles are a part of...” You stop mid-sentence, not knowing what you’re going to say. You’re so silly. “I just meant… you look great. Um, yeah, sorry again.”

“So you think men in the forties look-”

“No, no,” you interrupt, panicking, but he laughs.

“I was just teasing, darling, don’t worry. Saw you turning to your friends earlier and I assumed you got dared to offer me champagne or something. I mean, why else would a woman like you talk to a fossil like me?”

Your eyes drop to his lips immediately when he chuckles. They’re wet and chapped, and you wonder how they’d feel against yours. His beard is long enough not to itch, so...

“You’re, uh, really hot,” you say bluntly before taking a huge sip from your champagne glass without taking your eyes off his face.

He frowns for a second, probably taken aback by your words, but he doesn’t get to say something as everyone around you starts to count. Almost midnight.

You take the glass from his hand and place it along with yours on the table.

This is it...

When the counting hits three, you take a deep breath, closing your eyes at the same time you get on your tiptoes, and crush your lips against his in a moment of madness. You didn’t want to have time to think twice, because you know you wouldn’t have done it. You never do something crazy like this. You’re never brave enough.

But it’s like you’re kissing a statue. He doesn’t respond at all, keeping his mouth and his arms completely still.

You step back; a mix of shock and embarrassment washing over you. “I’m so sorry,” you blurt out as you feel your cheeks reddening even more. You want to look into his eyes as you apologize… You really do, but you find it too hard. You don’t want to see the rejection or, even worse, the disgust. “I shouldn’t have done that, I am so sorry! I was completely out of line. You obviously didn’t want me, and I just crossed…” You fumble for words, mortified, and you realize it would be better if you just left. So you turn around, not even taking your glass. You just want to run away and cry yourself to sleep. You’ll have to leave this place earlier, since there is no way you could face him ever again. You shouldn’t have even approached him, you ruined his New Year’s Eve. God, you didn’t even ask him if he had someone! You simply assumed he is single because he didn’t have a wedding band, and you didn’t see him with anyone.

You take a few steps into your friends’ direction, crushed, but you feel his hand wrapping around your forearm, stopping you and, at the same time, turning you around.

You wonder if he’s going to scold you as you stare back at him, but he surprises you too when he moves his hand from your forearm to the back of your head, tilting your head enough so he can lean in and kiss you.

You gasp when you feel his lips, and he doesn’t hesitate even for a second to deepen the kiss. You feel his tongue everywhere in your mouth, and you moan, feeling your knees weakening. You don’t think you’ve ever been kissed like this, let alone in public. It makes your attempt from earlier look ridiculous. You try to kiss him back with just as much passion, bringing your hands to his neck so you can feel him better. His beard doesn’t tickle your face, and his tongue is amazing.

You’re gonna remember this forever, without a doubt.

He breaks the kiss with a pop when you can’t breathe anymore, letting your foreheads touch gently.

“Now this is, indeed, a happy new year.”

“Thought you didn’t want it... me,” you whisper, still looking at his now red lips. You just want to kiss him again and cover his whole face with lipstick.

“The question is do you really want me like this? I’m an old man with a very messy fuck boy past. You know, I even used to do drugs,” he says seriously, but not moving away. It’s like he’s waiting for you to take the step back, and when you don’t, he continues. “You seem like a good girl, and I assume you’re pretty sober.” He pauses, waiting for you to confirm, so you just nod. “Good! But I don’t want you to make decisions in the heat of the moment. Even if it’s just for a night.”

Even though you understand being a good girl is not an insult, you’re still offended. He basically offers one night, so his past doesn’t matter. Fuck boy... you guess this is also his way of telling you he is single and doesn’t look for something serious. And you appreciate he’s warning you about everything. No man who’s still in that mindset would warn you. He means well, so you grab him by the collar of his shirt. “Do good girls kiss you without even knowing your name?” Your tone takes him by surprise. His eyes widen, and a giggle escapes his mouth.

“Still a good... and younger girl. Too young for me for sure.”

You sigh, getting on your tiptoes again.

“What if this good, younger girl takes you to her room and lets you fuck her?”

You don’t know where this comes from. You’re always straightforward, but not like this. And definitely not to a man in his early forties you don’t even know. But you really want him, and you deserve to enjoy yourself for a minute.

His eyes are big, but his smirk tells a whole different story.

“If you’re sure,” he waves around, signaling you that you can leave and that he’s in. Your heart is racing as you take his hand. “I guess you want to be my good girl.”

*

His hands are everywhere: from your hair to your hips as soon as you close the door, surprising you. You drop the keys and your purse on the table and let him guide you to the mini-couch. If you thought the kiss from earlier was intense, the way he kisses you now makes you completely breathless. He’s really, really good at it, and the way he’s grabbing your ass is actually perfect. Even though his tongue explores your mouth with almost desperation, you don’t feel like he rushes anything at all.

“It’s Frank, by the way,” he whispers against your cheek before he starts unzipping your dress.

“What?”

You nervously let the sleeves fall and then step out of your dress. Your underwear doesn’t match and you are not prepared for sex, but he doesn’t seem to mind, staring straight at your bra as if it’s his worst enemy.

“My name, darling.”

“Frank...” You repeat. It fits him, it sounds straightforward.

He smiles widely, bringing his hand to your back to unhook your bra.

“I hope you’ll keep saying my name tonight. You have the most beautiful voice I’ve ever heard.”

You can’t even be mad at him for his lie.

“I somehow doubt that, Frank,” you snort, throwing the bra on the floor yourself. You keep your eyes there for a few seconds, not knowing what to do, but you feel his hands on your breasts before you can even say something, squeezing and teasing your nipples.

“You have the most beautiful tits ever. Wanna bury my face in them as I fuck you. Would you let me do that too?”

You can’t help but sigh, bringing your hand to his chin. “You don’t have to lie to me, okay? I actually ask you not to.”

He stops fondling your breasts, and you make eye contact. He seems a little confused and maybe even mad.

“I mean every word I say. I don’t need to lie, do I? You said you’re gonna be my good girl. So I do feel like licking your tits as I fuck you till you scream my name, okay?”

“I never said I wanna be your good girl, did I?” You ask, changing the subject, and bring your hands to his flannel shirt-jacket to remove it.

“No, you’re right. You wanna be my brat.” He bites his bottom lip as you start to unbutton his shirt as quickly as you can, noticing how your fingers tremble. “Have you ever been called a brat before? Did they even notice you are one?”

“Do you always talk about others during sex? That’s a total turn off for me, just so you know.” You pull off his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. God, please have mercy! You finally meet his eyes. “And no, I haven’t been called that before. You’re the first one. Does that stroke your ego or,” you pause so you can unzip his jeans. “Should I stroke something else?”

“No need to stroke anything. How about being a good princess and lying on your back so I can get a taste of your pretty pussy, hmm?”

You probably made a face since he brings his lips between your brows, stopping you from frowning with a kiss.

“Princess, really? Did that really get you laid?”

“I thought it turns you off to talk about other people,” he whispers as you lower his jeans and briefs at the same time, trying not to frown again at the thought of what you brought up. You know it’s silly and unfair to wish to be seen as unique, especially in the eyes of a man with experience like Frank, but you can’t control your thoughts.

You shake your head, wanting to snap out of it. One night. You have to stop overthinking for only one night... or, well, until you two finish. “You’re right. Let’s just…”

He steps out of the pool of clothes but doesn’t let you go to the bed or even look down, holding your face so you can meet his eyes.

“I haven’t called anyone princess until now, I swear. And I’ve never been with someone this younger, either.”

“You don’t owe me anything, Frank.” You smile. “I promised to let you fuck me, so...”

“Sweetheart, hey!” His voice is not just soft, but also comforting. You immediately notice his bottom lip between his teeth, though. “Tell me if you changed your mind. Tell me to stop any time. I know you can’t fully believe that, but I promise I’m not lying about anything. I can charm you better with my tongue than with some words I wouldn’t believe in. I found you incredibly hot when I saw you tonight. Checked you out before you came to me, but I realized you’re way too young and you don’t need this shit. I assumed you’re with someone.” His thumb touches your bottom lip, and you whimper.

“Frank...”

“I could come just by looking at your face. Won’t even talk about your tits. Whoever made you feel otherwise is a fucking jackass.”

You don’t know if you should laugh or simply kiss the hell out of him, fighting the urge to apologize, so instead you look down, straight at his cock and gasp. It’s thick and so, so hard. The precome on the head makes you wonder how it’d taste. The slight curve and the visible veins make it look even hotter.

You’re nervous since you did this only two times, so you certainly can’t say you’re an expert.

You gently grab the head of his dick with your right hand, stroking a bit with your thumb. It steals a moan from him instantly, making you feel proud.

After that, you drop to your knees without hesitation, not taking off your hands until you make sure you are close enough. You look up at him just in time to see him pressing his tongue against the inside of his cheek, shocked.

“I wanna suck your cock so much, but I need some... guidance. I’m not,” you stop shyly for a second to rephrase it. “I want to know how you like it.”

“Jesus, sweetheart, are you trying to kill an old man?”

“Why, do you see one with us in the room?” You take one hand off so you can bring your tongue to the head and get a proper taste.

You feel his fingers flying to your hair instantly, almost pulling, and you keep looking into his eyes.

“S-stop, I told you I want to eat you, now be a good-” he hisses when you take his tip into your mouth, playfully letting your teeth just graze him. You don’t know where this came from, but you just had the urge to do it. “Fucking brat!”

This time he actually pulls your hair a little, making you actually whimper when you lose contact with his cock.

“If you don’t like it, you can, uh, fuck my mouth. I never... But I-”

“Fucking hell,” he groans, leaning it enough so he can grab you by your waist and lift you until he can properly take you in his arms to carry you.

“Just shut up for a sec and listen, okay?”

You roll your eyes, licking your lips. “Or what? Gonna punish me?” You mock him before telling him your name as he drops you on the bed.

“Yes, I’m gonna punish you. Is that your real name?”

You move, supporting yourself on your elbows as he spreads your legs.

“Yes, why? Did you give me a fake name?” You get goosebumps when you feel his hands on the sides of your underwear. And before you can continue to question him, you hear the tearing sound at the same time as you feel the underwear fall on the bed.

What the fuck?

“No, but I never know with a bratty little girl.”

“Little girl? You’ve just ripped my underwear, Frank!”

“You almost bit my cock!”

You roll your eyes. He’s so dramatic.

“If I’d really wanted to bite it, you’d have no cock right now to fuck me with, so...”

He shakes his head, and you almost reach for those strands that fall recklessly on his forehead. He has such pretty hair, you’re jealous.

“God, look at this.” He sounds so fascinated as his fingers find your slit. Your body jolts in surprise when you feel his touch. “So wet.”

He smiles cheekily before bringing his finger to your mouth and pressing it against your bottom lip so you can feel the wetness. Then he kisses you with hunger, licking and biting until you open.

He doesn’t just deepen the kiss, he also moves and drags you with him until you’re on the edge of the bed.

“Thank you for trusting me,” he says suddenly, making you freeze for a couple of seconds. Unexpected.

He starts leaving a trail of kisses on his way down to your pussy: from your chin, to your neck, the valley between your tits, your navel, then right above your entrance.

“I want you not to hold back, okay? If you feel the need to ride my face, please do. If you want me to use my hands or tongue in any way, tell me. Guide me... use me, I’m all yours.”

The way he says the last part makes you whimper. He wants you to use him for your pleasure… and there is something about this that drives you absolutely crazy.

“Yes, Frank.”

He smiles, breathing out right against your entrance, making you shiver before licking. Fuck.

“Good girl.”

Your hips start moving before you realize what you’re doing, and Frank’s nose is brushing your clit, making you whimper. It was only for a second, but he immediately catches the sound.

He stops, and you open your eyes in panic. He told you to do whatever you felt like. There is no way he is mad about this, right?

He looks far from mad or bothered. He looks somehow more turned on than before, and the sound of him licking his fingers makes you shiver in anticipation.

You feel his mouth kissing your clit at the same time he curls a finger inside you. The moan escapes you before you can bite your lip, and you feel his smile between your legs.

You can’t help but rock your hips again, searching for his tongue, wanting to make him fasten the way he fucks you with his finger, but he is no hurry. He wraps his lips around your clit again and sucks slowly while his index finger stays unmoved inside you.

He’s a fucking tease!

Remembering his words from earlier but still hesitatingly, you let your back hit the bed and bring your right hand into his hair, pulling gently to get his attention.

He looks up, not changing anything, and you start stroking his hair. “Gimmie more. And... faster, please.”

You sound shyer than you wanted, but it’s the first time you have any kind of intimacy with this man. And it’s not like you have a lot of experience.

And thankfully, he doesn’t tease you more, getting another finger inside you, and he starts to pump them much faster. The way he sucks on your clit now is a bit different too, and it’s so good. You don’t even realize you’re pulling his hair until you feel his hand over yours, encouraging you to grab it harder.

“Don’t wanna h-hurt you.” It’s so hard to focus. “You have pretty... hair.”

The truth is that he has the prettiest hair you’ve ever seen, but you also never pulled your ex’s hair during sex. Ethan hated his hair being played with when he grew it out, and most of the time you wouldn’t even be able to pull it anyway since it was way too short.

You snap out of your thoughts when you feel Frank’s teeth teasing your clit. You’re extra sensitive.

“F-Frank!”

And it seems like he knows and he’s just messing with you.

This time, you don’t hesitate to move your hips, just not with too much force because you don’t want to suffocate him. But he seems like he does since he moans into your clit and starts basically suckling. You’re losing it. You’re losing it and you can’t even warn him. You’re coming all over his face with a hand in his hair and another grabbing the sheet under you.

He doesn’t stop any of his movements until you open your eyes and let go of his hair. You didn’t even realize how hard you’ve been pulling it, but you don’t feel bad, he seems to enjoy this a lot.

“You taste fucking fantastic.” These are the first words he manages to say between breaths, and in a second he is back on top of you, his lips shining with your wetness. You immediately bring your hand weakly to his chin and stroke his beard, which is also wet.

You shake your head a little, trying not to blush. He wouldn’t say that just for the sake of it... you can’t question it again, and you don’t know how to answer. What can you say? That he has a lovely tongue? So you choose to change the subject.

“Can I return the favor now, Frank?”

He frowns, closing the gap between your faces. “It is not a favor, princess.” And then he kisses you, giving you a taste of your own pussy. He’s not even trying to deepen the kiss, so you open your mouth, letting your tongue taste more of your wetness. His whimper makes you feel victorious, and you use it as an opportunity to explore inside his mouth. You can’t say you taste in a certain way, but at least it is not bad. Frank, on the other hand, has a taste you don’t think you’d ever get tired of.

“See?” He breaks the kiss. “Gonna get me addicted.”

You roll your eyes. “I highly doubt that, now please tell me you have a condom.”

He freezes for a bit, and you almost groan in disappointment, but then he smiles. “Yeah, I think I have one or two. Old habit.”

You don’t say anything about his last remark as you watch him get off the bed and grab his jeans from the floor. You try not to think once again about how this will end soon and you’ll be remembering this night for a long time. And thankfully, he is back with two condoms, smiling as he opens one. He lets the other on the floor and before you can offer to help, he’s already ready.

“How do you want me?”

He looks at you surprised, probably not expecting this question, but you don’t know what he likes.

“Wanna ask you one more time... are you sure you wanna do this? We can stop-”

“I told you I want your cock, Frank. That I want you to fuck me.” You giggle nervously, spreading your legs. He didn’t decide after all. “Now please...”

“Need to fuck this doubt out of you.” He shakes his head as he positions himself between your legs, and before you can answer, he leans in, grabbing a pillow and placing it under your head. “Let’s see how much it takes for you to cry out my name.”

You’re not sure why you feel so nervous. He ate you out, you played a bit with his cock, yet somehow this makes you agitated.

You’re proud of yourself for not closing your eyes even after he enters you. Your body is trapped between his elbows, and you whimper, grabbing his arm to keep some kind of sense of your surroundings.

He’s much thicker than Ethan, and you find yourself trying to spread your legs even further apart, wanting to feel more of him. It’s something thrilling about this discomfort because it makes you crave more.

“You okay?”

“Ihm,” you gasp, trying to find your breath.

“Should I stop?”

“What? Why?”

You realize shortly after he giggles what he actually means, and you look away embarrassed.

“I meant inside you, darling. You’re, uh-”

He forgets what he was gonna say when you raise your hips to get him deeper inside you, and without asking him for permission, you wrap your legs around his ass. You need him all the way in even if it’ll hurt. You want to enjoy this to the fullest... every second of it.

And it’s absolutely a joy to see a man like Frank lose his focus.

“S-so good.”

“God, are you-” He moans when you rock your hips a bit more, trying to get used to the sensation of being so full. “You’re perfect, fuck!”

“I n-need you to move, Frank. Fuck me, okay?” The more you try to fuck him the louder the impact of your bodies gets... from your slickness to his balls hitting your ass.

God, you never wanted to be fucked so hard more than now!

“Please, give it to me, I can... I can handle it.”

It’s like something snaps inside him because in no time you’re getting what you wanted. He’s fucking you and smiling in a way that you can only describe as devlish. It’s sexy, and mocking, and warm at the same time. It makes you lose your mind.

“Look at you, begging to take my cock, beg- fuck! Begging for me to fill this pretty pussy. So wet for me!”

You wrap your legs around his ass even harder, digging your heels a little into his cheeks when he starts pounding you into the bed. You can’t keep down your moans even though you try to. So you bring your palm to your mouth so you can bite it. But Frank doesn’t seem to like it. Not at all... He stops mid-thrust, making you cry, needing more, just to move your hand away from your lips and pin it to the bed.

“Under no circumstances, you’re allowed to do this again.” His tone might be authoritative, but his eyes are soft and warm. You can’t help but bring your other hand to his face to stroke his beard.

“Why not?”

“Be a good girl and don’t play.” He’s not waiting for you to respond, though. He lowers his face a bit more and kisses you, making it impossible for you to breathe as he starts thrusting again as well. The pace is faster, more brutal somehow than before. He swallows a few of your moans as you desperately cling to his shoulders, trying to gain some strength to roll your hips back to meet his. When you do it, he hisses, breaking the kiss just to murmur how wet and tight you are. How good you feel and how he’s never gonna be the same. You can’t focus on anything, especially not on his words. Your eyes are blurry from the tears, and you can’t stop moaning. It’s like you have no control over your body, and for once, it’s not scary.

You lose it, though, when he lowers his hand to your clit and circles it over and over again. It’s like something short-circuits your body. You’re no longer just holding onto his shoulders, either, you’re scratching them without realizing as you come still crying. The way you scream his name, on the other hand, is enough for Frank to come too, thrusting a few more times before falling on top of you; his head right on your breasts as the pleasure takes over his body. You don’t care how heavy he is as you watch him through the fogginess looking so content.

“Was it okay?” You whisper, caressing his scratched shoulder with one hand while stroking the back of his head with the other one. “Sorry for hurting you.”

“Did you just use the word okay to describe what’s just happened?” He raises his head before rolling over so he’d stop crushing you. “This is the best sex I’ve had in my life, Jesus! And hurting me? Please, princess, it was so hot.”

You snort, suddenly more relaxed. He enjoyed it. Probably exaggerating with the best part, but still...

“I guess you have a pain kink, Frank.”

A huge smile spreads on his face as he pulls you to his chest. You don’t care that you’re both sweaty, you want to cuddle with him. You only have a condom left, then you’ll be alone again. And you might never have this crazy sex ever in your life. The thought makes you wanna cry, but you need to focus on the present. He’s still here.

“Should I bring you some water?” You feel his lips on your forehead. “Gonna get you a towel. Want a snack? You’ll need your strength for round two.”

It looks like he’s in no hurry, so you take a deep breath and smile.

“Some water sounds great. I can clean myself though, no need to bother yourself.”

But he’s on his feet before you can even finish speaking.

“You better not move!”

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Bar All Else

Pairing: Barkeep!Andy Barber x Reader x Barkeep! Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Summary: Its Endgame for you three.

Part 12 of The Bar AU. This happens right after Good Morning.

Word count: 5K

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI. S/MUT! Read at your own risk. This has Everything: Angst, fluff, family holiday, coming out, polyamory, mlm. PWP, digital p, double p, anal, extreme oral, boys kissing, degradation kink, fun in the shower, praise kink, proposal in a home under construction (I had to do it.)

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The next morning, afternoon really, Andy and Frank somehow untangled themselves from you and were busy in the kitchen, making food that smelled divine. You sat up, stretched, and smiled, your body deliciously sore from the night’s, and morning’s activities.

Your heart skipped a beat at the thoughts running through your mind as you heard their soft murmuring from the other room. They were trying not to wake you, even though it was one o’clock in the afternoon. 

Doubts plagued your mind. Could you actually have both of them, could you be committed to two men? Did they really want a future with you, or just sex?

You chewed your lip and began to overthink as you took a quick shower and dressed in one of Andy’s flannels. You caught Frank and Andy smiling at each other over coffee as you padded into the kitchen.

“...Morning…”

Your voice was timid, shy even, and as they looked over and took you in, you were blushing as if you three hadn’t shared the most intimate acts a few hours ago.

“Good morning, Baby Doll.” 

Frank smiled at you and moved to come and kiss you on your forehead. You smiled up at him, basking in the warmth he gave you. Andy took you in wearing his shirt and in Frank’s arms, and his heart picked up pace.

How could a sight be more perfect? He moved toward you.

“Morning, Sweetheart. Did you rest well?”

You embraced Andy with your other arm, beaming up at him. 

“I slept like a rock. I was tired out for some reason.”

You winked up at him and smirked at Frank, realizing that this situation was definitely really happening.

“Hmmmm.”

Andy took your shoulders in his hands and looked at your face, concerned, as Frank moved to dish up the food.

“Are you alright? We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

Andy was terrified at this moment. You saw the fear in his eyes and stood on tiptoe to peck his lips.

“I feel divine, well used, and satisfied. For now. Daddy.”

Andy exhaled and pulled you into him, eyes darkening. You could feel him thicken through his sweatpants.

“And we aim to keep you that way…”

Andy stared down at you, thinking that you really were a goddess. 

Frank cleared his throat behind you. 

“But first, let’s eat.” 

You raised your eyebrow over your shoulder at your other lover.

“Food, Baby Doll,” Frank intoned.

You giggled as Andy swept you off your feet and onto a barstool.

��What do you want, Baby Doll? An omelet, or French toast with bacon?”

You looked between the two men, eyes twinkling.

“Who says I can’t have both?”

You spent the lazy Sunday afternoon watching movies and pretending the outside world didn’t exist. Frank and Andy lavished attention, food, and water on you, making sure that you were alright. They didn’t want you to bolt again. You sensed their anxiety.

But you couldn’t stay in denial all day.

Andy was reading with your head in his lap, and Frank was massaging your feet at 7:02 pm as you scrolled your phone you let them have the truth.

“Guys…”

They both looked at you.

“I gotta go home. I have to go to work in the morning.”

Frank’s face fell and you looked up to see that Andy’s mirrored his. You sat up.

“I know. It’s been a beautiful weekend, but if I stay here, I would never want to leave. And we all have jobs. Time to go back to the real world.”

“This could be the real world, Baby Doll…”

You cocked your head at Frank and Andy spoke before you could ask your question.

“What he means is that we’d like to book you every Saturday night for the foreseeable future, Sweetheart.”

Andy and Frank shared a look as your heart melted. 

“And maybe a couple of nights during the week?”

Frank’s voice was hopeful. You thought this was going fast, but hell, you had wasted enough time. You smiled at them. 

“That sounds real nice.”

Your heart warmed as both of your men kissed you on the cheek. It was so pure. You all stood up they watched as you went into the bedroom to grab some of Andy’s sweats and the rest of your things. They had their heads together when you came out, but stopped and led the way to take you home. This time, when they took you home, you let them into your small apartment and it seemed that they filled up every available space. It was after 8 pm and you already felt lonely, although they were still there.

“I have something to tell you.”

Frank stood up straight, and Andy clenched his jaw, as if they were bracing form something. You were glad that you’d waited until you got home, or they would not have let you leave.

“I love you. I love you both.”

You felt hands on your waist, pulling you between them in your small living room. You peered into the ocean blue eyes in front of you.

“Say it again. Say that you love me.”

“I love you Frank.” 

You smiled up at him, realizing it was the first time.

“Fuck, I love you too, Baby Doll.”

You kissed him, pressing your body full length against his. Andy was right there bedside you. You reached for him while you were kissing Frank. When Frank released you, you turned and kissed Andy.

“And I love you, Andy”

“Fuck, I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. You know that,”

You kissed Andy tenderly. Then you leaned against the doorframe to your bedroom as they stood on either side of you. You felt like a rabbit in a wolves’ den, about to be devoured. The tension was thick but no one moved.

“So, what’s the rest of your night look like?”

Andy’s voice was gruff as he eyed your small bed. His mind was whirling with possibilities. Frank’s warmth behind you had you weak. 

“I-I was going to take a nice, hot bath. And then go to bed. I usually get up at 6:30 to go to the gym, but…”

“You’ve had your workout already?”

Andy had that look in his eye. You gulped. Frank’s hands were on your arms as the goosebumps rose on your skin.

“It’s just the thought of you, wet in the bath, wet with sweat. I need your liquid on my tongue…”

Frank had a way with words, and his satin voice in your ear had you trembling.

“And we know you’re probably sore.. So you don’t have to if you don’t want to…”

Andy’s voice was a little bit desperate. As if he hadn’t had you and Frank a few hours before. He was insatiable.

“We just need to taste you again…see you cum…hear you tell us that you love us some more…” 

Frank was practically begging. You felt so powerful. You stepped away from them to catch your breath. You shook your head. These boys were dangerous, looking like every girl’s fantasy.

“Well. My bed is small. But my shower is pretty huge. And since I’m already wet… why don’t you join me?”

You said this as you left a trail of the clothes you were wearing on the floor. Andy and Frank followed suit, all three of you naked as you greedily reached for one another under the hot spray of your showerhead.

Andy and Frank left you softly snoring in your small double bed that night, satisfied that they had sufficiently put you to sleep. You dreamed of them all night long.

You awoke to the sweetest Good Morning texts from them in the group chat. Despite your physical reminder of the weekend’s activities, you felt amazing and ready to conquer the week.

Your friends at work only smiled and winked at you, all except for Tia, who wanted all the details. You told her a little, but not everything, and all of your people supported you. 

This really could be a thing, you thought.

For the next three weeks, you lived in a blissful bubble, dating Frank and Andy separately one night a week each, and going as far as heavy petting with each individually. You saved the good good for the weekend when you were all together, and it was only then that you let yourself fully succumb.

When the weekend before Thanksgiving rolled around, you felt guilty for having plans to go home.

“It’s okay, Baby Doll. It’s only for a few days.”

You looked at Andy across the room as Frank held you in his arms. From the way your bearded lover clenched his jaw, you knew he didn’t like it, but he’d never admit it.

“He’s right Sweetheart, you’ll be back in no time. Remember that we love you.”

“And I love you both, too.”

The train ride home gave you time to think. You actually felt like you were leaving your real family behind in Boston. You wanted Frank and Andy. For as long as they wanted you, and you weren’t ashamed of it. You had to tell your family because you weren’t going to hide.

At Thanksgiving dinner, you kept peeking at your phone and smiling into your lap. God, you missed your two sweethearts. You answered the question of who you were texting when your mother asked. It was a big hit at the dinner table. The room erupted into scandalized expressions of fear and hate, but your mother surprised you when she defended you.

“Shut the hell up! She’s a smart girl, I mean woman. I don’t think she would be with someone who didn’t treat her right, now would you?” 

You stared at the person you thought would kick you out of the house when you told her, a lump in your throat.

You shook your head and smiled. 

“No, ma’am.” 

“And two good men? Tuh.  Let me know if you find any more.”

Your mother winked at you and then asked for someone to pass the mashed potatoes. 

After a heart to heart while cleaning up the kitchen that night, you floated off to sleep on a cloud of hope and possibilities, and when you boarded the train back to Boston, you were excited for an unnamed reason. 

You were greeted at the train station by Andy and Frank.

“Hey Sweetheart.”

Andy smiled at you and gave you a chaste kiss and hug.

“Baby Doll!”

Frank gave you a bear hug and twirled you around before he put you down.

You told them you were exhausted from traveling and they offered to take you to Andy’s place, promising to just hold you and be good. You just smiled and nodded, wanting to spend time with them.

The fireplace was on and the guys had started putting up Christmas decorations, including a new buffalo plaid throw over the back of Andy’s huge couch.

“Well this is cozy!”

You murmured as you took your jacket and scarf off and revealed a low cut thin pink cashmere sweater and jeans. 

Frank noticed that you weren’t wearing a bra and Andy’s eyes went to the tight jeans. They gave each other a look.

You went to the kitchen island to get out the popcorn popper.

“Let’s watch a scary movie!”

Frank and Andy hung back, watching you and your body move in the kitchen. They whispered to each other, remembering that you were tired.

“She’s trying to kill us.”

“No question.”

“Be strong.”

“Yes.”

“What are you guys mumbling about?

You turned around with the bowl of popcorn, bringing some kernels to your mouth, that Ruby Woo making your lips pop, especially when you sucked the butter off your fingers.

“I’m gonna get thirsty. Got anything I can drink?”

You looked up at them with those tits in that sweater and those lips and…

“You want water or spirits?” 

Andy cleared his throat and moved behind the island.

“Mmmmmm. Water.”

“So fucking cute, Baby Doll.”

“Thank you Frank.”

You batted your eyes at him as Andy handed you the ice water. You grabbed it with a smile and a kiss on his cheek, then moved to the couch with your goodies. Frank looked at your lip prints on Andy’s jaw and his silly look on his face and was jealous for an instant.

Frank reclined on the sofa, toeing his shoes off and putting his feet up on the coffee table while Andy got the movie ready to go. You sat next on Frank, but upright.

Frank patted the cushion beside him.

”Don’t you want to relax, Baby Doll?” 

You smiled and just crossed your legs, indicating your pink high heeled boots. Frank’s kryptonite..

“My shoes. Don’t want to get the couch dirty.” 

Frank licked his lips and started sweating as Andy shook his head. Frank was on his knees in an instant.

“Let me.”

You smiled, leaned back arching your spine and presenting your foot. The action made your breasts poke through your sweater and Andy squirmed. Watching Frank slowly and delicately take your shoes off didn’t make his pants any looser.

Frank was now wearing his own silly grin as he took his place beside you and you scooted next to him, curling your feet under you.

Andy cleared his throat.

“Are we ready?”

You nodded and smiled at him. And then Frank. This felt so good. You were content, wedged between your darling men, until the jump scares started, and then you were frightened, turning and hiding your face in Frank’s shirt, leg thrown over his. Andy wasn’t mad, because at this point, you were giving him all the ass. He slid closer to you and Frank and placed the throw over all three of you. And you fell asleep between the two people who were very likely to be the loves of your life.

Andy and Frank took you to brunch the next day, and to look at the unfinished condo space next to The Bar. The energy changed as you walked into the unfinished space, and as you looked between them, you saw excitement dancing in their eyes. The smell of raw wood and plaster invaded your senses and your heart rate rose. You got excited as well for all of the potential around you.  They both watched you as you slowly turned around, taking in the structure, which was basically an open concept for the entire floor, except for a couple of rooms roughed out on one end.

“We have about another month to finish the drywall, painting, and finishes.”

“Wow! This would be a great space for entertaining!”

Andy and Frank gave each other a look before Andy spoke.

“That’s what we were thinking.” 

“We’d have a little bar, and a kitchenette over here to help with food, and then open space for a table and mingling. This would be the guest suite for visitors.” 

Andy motioned to the roughed-out rooms.

Your smile slipped a little.

“What?” 

Frank picked up on your cues so well.

“Well… It’s your space, I was just thinking…” 

You looked at them.

 “I’ll just shut up. That sounds nice.”

“No, Sweetheart, ‘d Love your input.”

Frank spoke up.

“Yeah. The woman’s touch.”

You smiled at them, grinning again. 

“Well, I think the kitchenette and bar should be over there, it will improve the flow and allow space for more seating over here.”

“That’s an amazing idea. And you’re absolutely right.”  

Andy looked at Frank.  

“Why didn’t we think of that?”

Frank smirked at him. “Because we’re idiots.”

“True.” 

Andy smiled at him and then held his hand out to you.

“Let’s look at the rest of the space.”

You smiled and took Andy’s hand and followed him up the stairs, with Frank trailing behind you.

You emerged into another open space, but with a wall of windows on one side.

“This will be the more informal living space, with a movie screen there with more comfortable seating,” Frank pointed to a blank wall, “and the chefs kitchen over there.”

“I like that, and then whoever is prepping food, or if both of you are prepping, you can still see the screen.  You will have shades, automatic, I hope?”  

You looked at Andy and Frank.

“Both of us prepping food?” 

Andy moved closer to you, coming behind you and clasping you around the waist, lowering his head to brush your neck with his lips. 

“So you will have us cooking for you all the time?”  

You allowed yourself to fall into his embrace and hummed, inhaling the spice of his cologne for a minute until you really heard what he’d said. You hadn’t realized that you had closed your eyes until you opened them to see Frank staring at you with a silly look on his face.

“Wait, what?”  

You turned out of Andy’s grasp as Frank went and stood beside him.

“Before you freak out, there’s another floor.” 

Frank grabbed your hand this time.

“But…”

He ignored you as he led you up the stairs. You three came out on the third floor which had several walls for rooms constructed. They led you through three rooms of about the same size with two rooms off of each, and then a fourth, larger than the rest, with one semi-large room connected to it.

“What is all this?” 

Your heart was beating fast at the implication of what was happening.

“These are bedrooms, three with closets and en suites, and one with just an en suite bathroom.”

Frank indicated the largest room. You looked at them and went in to inspect the large room. It had a huge window and the bathroom was a very good size.

“We want the largest bed they make in here,” Andy looked at you as he spoke.

“One big enough for three people,” Frank responded.

Your mouth dropped open.

“And in the bathroom, a huge jetted tub,” Frank continued.

“One big enough for three people.” Andy looked so sincere. 

You were floored.

“Ummmm. So four bedrooms for how many people?”

“Three. We figured that individuals might want your privacy at times. But there might be times when we’d all agree to be together.”  

Andy was definitely nervous now. But you thought about what he said about the big bed.

“So these three people might all sleep together, or sleep separately?”

“Or maybe two would sleep together if one wants to be alone?” 

Frank’s voice made you turn toward him. 

“We didn’t want anyone forced to be in a shared space.”

They thought of everything.

“Sounds like an interesting arrangement.” 

You went to the window and looked out over Boston Harbor. It would be a beautiful view to wake up to. And to do it in between two beautiful men would be an added bonus.

You heard Andy’s voice next.

“And when children come, we can get a house out in the country, with lots of land for them to run around.”

You gasped and turned back to them to see the space where they had been empty. You looked down to see Andy and Frank both down on one knee. 

“Is that something you’d be interested in?”

Your hands were up around your mouth, and you didn’t know if you were breathing. This couldn’t be what you thought it was.

“What exactly are you two asking me?”

Frank spoke next.

“When you went to spend the holiday with your family, we decided that we couldn’t let another come and go without telling you how much we both want a family with you.”

You looked away from Frank to Andy, whose eyes tried to hold yours, but you couldn’t get caught up. Your eyes darted around the unfinished room. Everything was happening so fast.

Andy, then Frank reached into their pockets and brought out two rings, seemingly odd pear shaped diamonds in gold bands.

“We know it seems like a short time since we got back together, but we wanted to do this last year.”

The men looked at each other, and then back at you. Then, in perfect tandem, they said:

“Y/N Y/LN, will you marry us?”

You mouth was hinged open as you stared at them.

“You are the woman of my dreams, Baby Doll.”

“I can’t imagine life without you, Sweetheart.”

The blood was rushing in your ears and you opened your mouth.

Suddenly everything stopped and you yelled, “Yes! Hell yes I will marry you!”

You were in shock at what you’d just said as Frank and Andy both picked you up. Then they put you down and placed both rings on your hand, Andy’s first, and then Frank’s.  When they were both on your hand, the two diamonds formed a heart. Suddenly, the view was blurry.

“Oh my gosh. Andy! Frank!”

You looked up at them with tears falling down your face.

“Is this really happening?”

“You bet your ass, Baby Doll.” 

Frank beamed down at you as he kissed you.

“Absolutely, Sweetheart. You’re stuck with us. Both.”

“For life,” you said, smiling at both your men. 

Suddenly the energy changed. 

“Let’s go back to my place. To celebrate. With champagne.”

The look on Andy’s face made you shiver as you remembered your last encounter with Moët in the storeroom. Frank remembered watching that encounter on the camera, and you thought of that as you looked at him, remembering his confessions you over the last few weeks.

“Let’s go.”

You were more than ready.

If you didn’t know any better, you would think that your men were trying to get you tipsy. You were on your third glass of bubbly while you admired your ring on the couch as both men’s hands were up your shirt and they marked up your neck. You giggled, until Frank thrust his hand down your jeans, parting the thick lips of your cunt as Andy took over teasing both breasts.

“Oh.. oooohhh. Yes, Daddy. Pinch them harder.”

You arched your back as Andy did as you requested and Frank thrust two fingers inside you. You rode Frank’s fingers as Andy leaned down to minister to your nipples, sucking and licking them with an urgency.

“Missed you while you were away. So much.”

“It was just a couple of days, Silly.”

You laughed at your serious fiancé.

“Any time away from you is an eternity, Baby Doll.”

Frank leaned up to kiss you while he fingered you, then pulled Andy’s head up to slip his tongue into his mouth.

You came on Frank’s hand as you watched the two men kiss. They pulled apart, panting and staring at each other. Then they turned their eyes on you. They stood up as you did and watched you take off your pullover and watched as you unbuttoned your jeans and peeled them down your legs, showing them your perfect bottom.

“Can I have you both?”

“What a question.”

Frank chuckled and started undressing, watching Andy stroke himself outside of his pants as he watched both you you.

“I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

Andy slowly undressed as he watched you reach for Frank to come around the back of the couch which you were facing. You leaned over and kitten licked his tip as the younger man threw his head back. Once naked, Andy came behind you and stroked your hair, running his hand down your spine, causing you to give him that arch. You looked behind you as you stroked Frank’s rigid cock.

“Stop teasing the man and give him your throat.”

You watched Andy get on his knees and start stroking himself as he parted your lips. Frank turned your head back around and painted your lips with his precum before shoving his cock in your mouth, filling your airway with his flesh. You moaned around him as Andy’s tongue licked you from clit to ass, inserting his tongue in every crevice. He played with your nub like taffy and had you, and by proxy Frank, on edge in no time.

You watched Andy and Frank on the bed kissing passionately. You got wet just watching them, it was so hot. Their cocks were so hard. Your heart started beating faster as you climbed on the bed, the kiss between them becoming a three-way. All three of your tongues met and danced. Soon, Andy and Frank broke away and their lips, tongues, and hands traveled to your neck, your ear, your breasts, or any sensitive part of your body that they knew so well. You knew you’d never experience such intense sensations than having these men’s hands and mouths on you.

Frank detached himself and lay back on the bed, his hard cock waving in the air. You moved to touch him, but he stopped you, grabbing your hand and pulling you up toward him.

“On my face Baby Doll. Need to taste you.”

Frank turned you around so that you faced his cock, and you climbed on carefully as he roughly pulled you down on his mouth. His tongue started doing unspeakable things to you and your eyes closed before they opened at the sound of another mouth slurping. You opened your eyes to see Andy licking and sucking Frank’s cock while staring at you. That powerful feeling returned and you took your nipples in your hand and teased them as you shivered on Frank’s lips and tongue.

“That’s it, Sweetheart. Ride his face.”

You obeyed and pulled your nipples harder as you watched Andy cause Frank to moan into your cunt.

“How does it taste, Andy?”

He pulled off with a pop. 

“So good.”

Andy grinned at you.

“Wanna share?”

You smiled back and leaned over to tongue kiss Andy around Frank’s cock, causing him to come up for air and smack your ass as he groaned.

“Holy Fuck, that’s good!”

You start handling Frank’s balls and he started panting into your cunt.

“Fuck!”  

He breathed and went back in for more, inserting fingers to get what he wanted.

When you came on his tongue, Frank yelled at his own release, deep down Andy’s throat. After he recovered, he grabbed your ankle and pulled you to the edge of the bed, so that your ass was almost hanging off. He got behind you, took your legs and spread them wide, holding them open for Andy, who was panting and feral, watching the scene.

“Don’t just stare, Andrew!”

Andy took his cock and lined it up, looking up to watch your face as he slid in. He sheathed himself to hilt and you keened as you felt him pounding inside you.

“Oh Andyyyyyy!”

“Fuck! You got me about to come already. So gotdamn tight. Fits like a glove.”

He looked up at Frank.

“You don’t understand how good this feels…”

“The fuck I don’t. Feels amazing. Fucking you is a close second.”

You watched as Frank leaned over and grabbed Andy by the back of the neck and kissed him

“Fuckkkk!”

You moaned as your pussy got wetter at that sight and convulsed around Andy’s cock. He looked down at you, lips wet from the kiss.

“You like that?” 

Andy hissed as he started fucking into you slowly. Frank reached down and rubbed your nipples.

“You like to see your boys together?”

“Yesssss.”

Frank pulled Andy’s hair and kissed him again.

“Fuck. So hot.”

“Squeezing me like a vice, Sweetheart.”

“Make her cum on your cock, Baby.”

Frank held you down and open for Andy.

“I know how you like to run, so be a good girl and take it.”

Andy started snapping his hips harder, watching your face as Frank talked you through it, how you bit your lip when he twisted first one nipple, then the other. Before you knew it, Andy was pounding you ferociously as Frank spoke praise in your ear.

“Good girl, taking that pounding like a fucking champ. Your our cum hungry little cumslut, arent you? How bout you cum on Andy’s cock without anybody touching your clit, Beautiful Baby Doll. Then I can clean both of you up.”

“Oh Goddddddd!” 

Your eyes rolled back in your head and you exploded around Andy’s dick. Two sets of hands held you down to take it. Andy pounded you out and groaned as Frank did the same to him.

“Fuck, can’t… hold it.” 

“Give it to us, Baby. Soak that clit for me.

Andy pulled out and fisted himself over you, literally growling as he spurted all over your cunt. Your chest heaved as you and Frank both stuck your tongues out to catch some of Andy’s spend. 

“Suck a fucking good girl for us.”

Frank sucked the remaining cum off of Andy’s softening cock and then went to town on you as Andy rolled on his back beside you.

Andy looked at you and smiled at your half lidded eyes as Frank started feasting on your sloppy pussy.

He pulled your face toward him roughly.

“Look at me when our fiancé is eating you out.” 

His deep voice rumbled through you and met Frank’s moans as he lapped you up.

You whimpered, “Yes Daddy.”

Andy fondled your tits and then wrapped his hand around your throat at the same time Frank wrapped his lips around your clit to suck. It was insane how in sync they were.

Your back bowed as Frank sucked a massive orgasm out of you, and you swore you blacked out, because the next thing you knew, you were being lifted into the shower, and lovingly washed by two sets of hands. 

“I love you Frank. Love you Andy. I love you so much.”

“Love you too Baby Doll. Love you to the moon, Sweetheart. Now just relax.”

You were exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep between your future husbands, secure in the knowledge that barring anything, you would have love and security for the rest of your life.

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[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Girlie!!!

I just watched “Endings, Beginnings” and…..

FRANK, FRANK

This man *sighs* I-

Gimme a moment *takes a deep breath*

The way Sebastian Stan play Frank astounds me, like the movie (to my touch starved heart) was amazing.

Like Jamie Dornan fucking with that Irish accent of his

AND

THE WAY I SCREAMED WHEN I WAS SEBASTIAN’S ASS (Like I’m seeing this shit for free??🤤🤤🤤)

And there’s this one scene where he drops of Jamie Dornan’s character’s dog at the MFC house and he’s so torn to kiss her, it’s like, the tension was so palpable I could taste it thru my screen.

And they did kiss and I’m like BITCH IM TOO HORNY FOR THISS

And 👆🏽 this scene.

I screamed (remove the ‘s’)

I fucking love Frank😍 Sebastian in Endings Beginnings is so 🥵🤤 I literally couldn’t take my eyes off of him every time he appeared on the screen😍

Don’t get me wrong, Jamie’s character was hot too, but Frank is fucking sexy❤️‍🔥

I was practically drooling when I seen Sebastian’s ass in that sex scene🤤 and let me tell ya, I wish I was the one underneath him and grabbing his ass while he’s fucking me😩 his ass looks so grab-able and squeezable🤭

Can we talk about the scenes of him smoking for a second? Like how does he make smoking look so fucking hot?!🥵 Especially in red lighting!😩 plus he looked cute with that little tiara🥰

Also why is the way he kisses look so damn hot? The way he stuck his tongue out a little when he kissed her🥵 Like sir please kiss me like that😩 I would literally do anything for Sebastian to kiss me like that and I mean ANYTHING

I’m also screaming with the s too🤭

#frank endings beginnings #endings beginnings #sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters

[bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky]

I love when sebastian plays a down on his luck kind of toxic slut

#sebastian stan #seb stan #sebastianstan #sebstan #sexy seabass #in sebastian we stan #sexy sea bass #mickey henry #frank endings beginnings

[chrisdrysdale]

day 15 squirting with Frank (e,b)

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A/N: lmao set on real experiences! 347 words

You were spread out on the couch, Frank on his knees between your legs, you wanted to do it so bad.. but you couldn’t do it yourself.

So you called Frank.

He was your best friend, he always told you that you could come to him for “relief” but wanted something else. You want to squirt

As soon as Frank got the call he headed over to you. When you opened the door he kissed you passionately, leading you to the couch, he yanked down your pants and panties and lashed you down, spreading your legs wide open.

Frank pressed his hand against your mound and began rubbing your clit with his thumb, you arched your back hard and moaned. “Oh my god Frank yes!”

“That feel good baby?” He questioned you, gently licking your folds

“Yes! yes!”

He brought his other hand up and gently pushed one finger into you, making you scream as he hit that spot.

“Oh fuck.. there it is baby.. your little fingers never reached it?” You panted and through your head back, nodding.

Frank kept fucking you with his finger, while simultaneously rubbing you clit. “You gotta give me one before you can squirt baby… can you do that?”

You nodded and Frank slapped your thigh. “Words”

“Yes.. fuck I can!”

He kept going faster and faster, pressing his thumb hard on your clit. You tugged his hair and moaned. “Gonna cum!!”

“Cum for me, gorgeous”

You clenched around his fingers and came hard, but he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting in and out and rubbing you clit. “F-frank!! oh my god!!”

He removed his thumb off you clit and replaced it with his mouth, gently sucking and flicking your pearl. “O-h oh my god! I’m gonna cum!!” He moved faster before pulling away as you came allowing you to squirt everywhere with a scream.

He slowed his fingers and kisses your thigh. “Good job, beautiful. You did so well but…” he began to slowly stand up, letting you noticed the bulge coming out of his pants.

“We have another problem”

-fin

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[sebastiansluts]

Could you pls write about pregnant!reader getting gangbanged by the people of your choice? Also I really really appreciate your blog, thank you ♥️

You're welcome! I'm so glad you do ❤️

Bucky Barnes x Reader x Frank (Endings, Beginnings) x Chris (Destroyer) x Nick Fowler x Lee Bodecker

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"Alright baby, you lay there, good girl." Bucky was standing by your pussy, directing everyone to their places. Frank and Chris were opposite each other, kneeling by your arms, Nick by your head, Lee next to Bucky. You were on the edge of the bed, legs hanging off to accommodate your pregnant belly. Lee picked up one leg, holding your thigh wide as Bucky did the same with the other, the two holding you onto the bed.

You lifted your hands, grasping Frank's and Chris' dicks, pumping them lightly as Lee pressed into your pussy, Bucky's metal hand circling your clit, making you gasp and Nick pushed into your mouth, stifling your cry.

You gripped Frank and Chris tighter, jacking them faster as Nick choked you with his dick, fucking your throat. Lee was grinding his hips into yours, hands on your stomach as Bucky slid two metal fingers in beside Lee's dick, stretching you out. Tears fell from your eyes as Nick made you gag, your hands reflexively squeezing Frank and Chris, making them groan.

"Fuck peach, not gonna last if you keep doing that," Chris said as you twisted your wrist, squeezing again as Bucky pushed a third finger in your pussy.

You exhaled roughly around Nick's cock, still in your mouth. "Come on Barnes, some time today would be great," Nick said sarcastically, thrusting hard, balls slapping your face.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm working on it," Bucky muttered, lining up as Lee pulled halfway out. He shifted over and Bucky pressed forwards, head of his dick slipping into your cunt, your legs jerking in their holds.

Nick pulled out of your mouth briefly, letting you gasp for air as you Bucky and Lee both pushed forwards, their dicks sliding against each other as you stretched around them.

"Darlin', shit, come on, relax," Lee grunted, trying to thrust opposite Bucky so you weren't quite so stuffed.

"Ease up baby, you got it," Frank murmured, reaching down and tweaking your nipple. You jolted, voice high and breathy as you cried out. Nick tapped his dick against your lips and you opened your mouth again, letting him slide back in.

The sounds of skin slapping, grunts, and moans were loud in the room, the guys running their mouths. You were clenching hard, nearly pulsing on Bucky and Lee, Nick bruising your throat as you jacked off Frank and Chris, alternating with rolling their balls in your hands.

"Jesus doll, this cunt is always something but, fuck right now..." Bucky trailed off.

"It's perfect," Lee groaned, eyes closing as he came, deep inside your pussy. You moaned at the feeling of him pulling out, Bucky still thrusting and pushing Lee's cum back into you with his dick.

"Up," Nick said, tilting your head and nudging your chin up until he could get his cock down your throat, where he stayed as he came. You couldn't breathe, your hands tight on Frank and Chris, their hips pumping back and forth, their dicks sliding through your hands. You were so close, on the edge, but you needed more.

"Fuck angel," Frank grunted, as he spilled over your hand, dripping down your wrist. Nick pulled out of your mouth, letting you gasp, but Frank brought your cum-covered hand to your lips, forcing you to suck your fingers clean. Chris swore as he watched you, hips moving faster until he came, then he stilled, shooting over your swollen tits and stomach.

You turned your focus to Bucky, still between your legs, thrusting leisurely. "I'm sorry doll, did you want something?" he grinned, turning into a smirk as he rolled his hips and you moaned, instead of answering. "Didn't quite catch that one," he laughed, speeding up his thrusts then slowing.

"Bucky! Please!" you cried, tears falling again, desperate to come but needing him to fuck you. He relented, bringing his metal fingers to your clit, rubbing and pinching it until you were screaming your release, squeezing around Bucky and triggering his orgasm. He pushed his hips as deep into you as he could, grinding his cum into you.

When Bucky pulled out, he let your legs fall down gently, to the floor. All the boys helped move you to the middle of the bed, resting between Nick and Chris, Frank and Lee at your feet, massaging them while Bucky went and got a washcloth, wiping you clean.

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[navybrat817]

I wish you would write a fic where cousins Bucky, Nick, Hal, Lee and maybe Frank fight and compete over one of the bridesmaids at a family wedding…

That's a lot of hot relatives in one place, nonnie! ❤️ You know Hal would be the best dancer of the bunch. Frank would get you a refill on your drink. Bucky's the guy trying not to draw attention to himself and you don't mind sitting and chatting with him. Nick is the charmer and would totally try to interrupt Hal. And Lee. Oh, Lee.

Love and thanks! ❤️

I wish you would write a fic where...

#navybrat answers #ask game #i wish you would write a fic where... #bucky barnes #nick fowler #hal carter #lee bodecker #frank endings beginnings #eb!frank #love it #sweet nonnie #sending love ❤️ #asks are always appreciated

[chasingmidnights]

Bad At Love

Title: Bad At Love

Summary: You’ve always been bad at love and so has Frank. What happens when the two of you get together? 

Warnings: M for mature content; 18+ MDI… alluding to S/A; consumption of alcohol, cigarette, drugs, & weed; toxic relationship; alluding to sex; depression; mild cursing; partying/going to bars; Frank (I feel like he deserves his own warning label alright!); angst; and I believe that’s everything. I apologize if I’ve missed anything but you are responsible for what you read. By clicking keep reading, you’re agreeing to these warnings. This is not beta read, any and all mistakes are my own and I do not claim to be a professional writer in any way, I merely do this for fun and because I enjoy writing. 

A/N: The gold dividers are by @firefly-graphics and the moodboard is by me!

Wordcount: 6,126

You were standing outside of your sister’s house finishing a cigarette, trying to decide if it was too late to bail. You took another hit off of the cigarette as you thought back to her invitation. She first called you at the beginning of the week, telling you about the small gathering that she and her husband would be hosting. She practically begged you to come. She promised that if you stayed for an hour, she would be with you. So, you agreed, still not completely thrilled about it. Earlier when you got off work, you went home to change out of your work clothes and made your way here. It’s not that you didn’t like your sister’s friends, it’s just that the past year wasn’t necessarily a good one for you. You had become kind of a recluse, barely able to leave the house for work. Begrudgingly, you put on your favorite pair of jeans, a cute flowy top, a few necklaces and threw your hair up into a messy bun. You sighed as you slipped on a pair of flats, grabbed your purse and keys to make your way here. If you didn’t love your sister so much, you wouldn’t have agreed. You took one last final hit off of your cigarette before you put the butt out on the cement stairs leading up to the house. An hour, you could do that right? 

Before you let yourself in, you took in a deep breath, telling yourself that you could do this. As you walked into the house, you could hear talking coming from the kitchen as you closed the door behind you. You immediately recognized your sister’s voice and your brother-in-law’s voice but there was a third one that you didn’t know. The thought of this being a blind date popped into your head, causing you to roll your eyes. It wouldn’t have been the first time your sister had tried to set you up. You internally grumble to yourself, you should’ve known better than to have agreed to this but it’s too late now, you’re already here. You take in a deep breath before you enter the kitchen and put on a smile. When you enter, you and the stranger almost immediately lock eyes. You couldn’t deny it, he was rather handsome and exactly your type. Dark hair, blue eyes, tall, and even looked a little on the brooding side and the beard was definitely a plus. Your thoughts and attention get pulled away from him though when your sister greeted you with a warm hug. 

“Hi Mia, it’s good to see you too.” You said as she embraced you. 

“I’m so glad you made it! The others should be here soon.” Mia explained as she let go of you, she paused for a minute as she looked you over. “Dinner should be ready by the time the others get here, I hope you’re hungry!” She then walked back over to the stove to check on dinner. 

‘Phew, at least this wasn’t a blind date,’ you thought to yourself. Even if it had been, would it have been that bad? Just look at him… You get pulled out of your thoughts again when your brother-in-law walks over to greet you. You greeted him with a small smile as he gave you a full bear hug and when he let go of you, you spoke up again. 

“Hey Travis, how’s it going?” 

“Things are good, I have no reason to complain. Oh, this man right here is a coworker of mine, Frank. Frank, this is my sister-in-law.” Travis finally introduced you to the handsome stranger. “Frank finally had a weekend free, so I invited him over.” 

You nodded as you listened to Travis’s explanation, you could feel butterflies starting to form with the way Frank was looking at you. You introduced yourself with a coy smile and the two of you shook hands. 

“It’s a pleasure.” He said as he eyed you up and down, his voice was smooth and it seemed to have enchanted you. 

When everyone finally arrived and dinner was over, everyone was gathered in the living room and having a good time. You and Frank ended up sitting across from one another, the two of you kept stealing glances at one another as the night went on. There was definitely an attraction between the two of you. When he laughed, you couldn’t help but notice the way his nose scrunched up and the way his smile just seemed to brighten up the whole room. You were a goner at this point. After a while, you excused yourself to take a small smoke break, needing a few minutes to yourself. You look around at your sister’s backyard, the in-ground pool empty, having not been warm enough to actually swim yet. You took a drag of your cigarette, allowing the smoke to fill your lungs and nostrils before blowing it all out again. Your eyes flick over to the small pool house where you stayed briefly over this last summer. Memories started to form in your mind the longer you continued to stare at the shack, ones you’d much rather forget. The memories soon faded when you heard a voice coming from behind you. When you turned to look, you saw Frank standing there with a smirk curled onto his lips. 

He took a step towards you as he spoke up. “Hey, do you have an extra one by chance? Seems I forgot mine at home.” 

“Yeah, I guess I can spare one.” You then pick up your small box of cigarettes and pull one out to hand to him. “It’s menthol, if that matters.” 

“Nah, I’m not too picky, thanks.” Frank accepted the cigarette and he pulled out his own lighter to light it. 

You watched him as he took his first drag, a moment of silence filled the air between you. Putting the cigarette up to your mouth and placing it between your lips, you took another puff off of your own cigarette. 

“So, love, talk to me. Tell me about yourself.” Frank said as he exhaled some smoke. 

You couldn’t help but scoff at him. “Oh trust me, I’m not that fascinating.” 

Frank took another hit off of his cigarette before he spoke again. “Now why don’t I believe that?” He arched an eyebrow at you as he looked you up and down. 

You tilted your head at him as you took a long drag from your cigarette. “Well, I already told you my name and you know I’m Travis’s sister-in-law, what else do you want to know?” 

Frank smirked at you, realizing that he was going to have to work a little harder to make you his. “Yeah and if I had known you were this beautiful, I would’ve come to one of these things sooner.” 

You playfully rolled your eyes at him as you finished off your cigarette. “Do you always use such cheesy pick up lines?” 

“Yeah, you caught me there.” Frank chuckled and he finished off his cigarette. He took a look around the backyard before he returned his attention back to you. “Alright, that’s that. I just started to feel pain listening to myself talk to you.” 

You chuckled as you put out the butt of the cigarette before you responded. “That’s because you’re in my suffer zone.”

Frank shook his head in response, a small smile still played on his lips. “Is that what it is?” 

“That’s what it is.” You confirmed, not breaking eye contact from him. 

“Oh, dear God. I never had a suffer zone.” He crossed his arms over his chest as he continued to look at you. You watched as he poked his tongues out to wet his lips. 

“I mean, I suffer everywhere but I would like to keep it to a zone if I could. You should probably head back inside before I destroy you with my radioactive sadness.” You quipped back but you knew part of it was true. 

“Yeah, alright. I’ll see you back inside.” Frank had begun to turn back inside but before he did, he glanced over his shoulder at you. “But you already did, ‘cause now I know you’re here.” 

You smirked at him before he entered the house, leaving you alone in the backyard. You took a deep breath before you rejoined the others inside the house. 

The next time you saw Frank, you were at a bar with a group of friends, deciding to catch up after a small hiatus. You hadn’t noticed that he was even there until you ran into him at the counter when you were getting a new drink. You looked over to the side and felt a smile creeping onto your lips as the two of you locked eyes. You waited as he made his way over to you and by the way he was looking at you, you could feel your stomach starting to do flips. He placed a hand on the back of your stool as he smiled at you, taking a seat in the stool next to you. 

“You know, I could feel your suffer zone as soon as you walked into the bar. It’s like we’re tethered together now.” 

You playfully shook your head at him. “Maybe we are, would that be a bad thing?” 

“I guess not but I should warn you, I’m bad at this whole love thing.” Frank admitted honestly. 

“Yeah, so am I.” You admitted just as honestly. “Sounds like we’re perfect for each other.” 

You watched as Frank nodded his head. “Yeah, maybe we are.” 

The two of you leaned into each other and your lips fit perfectly against each other as they met for the first time. You could taste the cheap beer on his tongue as it entered your mouth, your tongues dancing for dominance. He easily won. When you pulled apart for air, you were breathing heavily, you hadn’t been kissed like that in a long time. 

“So, my place? Or yours?” Frank asked as he’s still close to your face, he placed a soft kiss against the corner of your mouth as he waited patiently for an answer. 

“Your place sounds good.” You finally answered as you gave him a small smile. 

You watched as Frank stood up and held out his hand for you to take. Hesitation washed over you for a brief moment but as you took a deep breath, you accepted his hand. The two of you walked out of the bar and he led you out to his car. When you got to his apartment, you took it in for a moment and the first thought that you had was how it’s a complete bachelor’s pad. Minimal decoration and you noticed various take out containers on the counter. He shut the door closed before he stood next to you, he started to take off his jacket as he did. 

“It’s not much but it works for the time being.” When his jacket was off, he placed it on the back of his couch. 

“Mine’s not much better, actually, I think yours might somehow be bigger than mine.” You let out a small laugh to show that you’re teasing and follow him over to the small table in the corner. 

“Wanna drink? I have quite the selection.” Frank offered as he walked over to his small bar cart. 

“I’m fine with anything.” You answered as you sat down at the table. 

“Hope you don’t mind absinthe then.” Frank said as he turned around with two shot glasses filled with the green liquid. 

You accepted the shot glass without saying another word besides doing a traditional cheers before drinking the green liquor. You winced as it burned down your throat. You held the back of your hand to your mouth for a moment as the two of you just stared into each other’s eyes. You were glad when he made the first move as he cupped the side of your face and leaned in. He moved his hand towards your chin and he caressed his thumb along your bottom lip. You could feel your heart beating in your chest rapidly as you waited for him to kiss you. When he finally kissed you, his tongue immediately entered your mouth, not wasting any time. You suddenly found yourself sitting on the edge of the table having been picked up by Frank. The two of you started to remove each other’s clothes the longer you remained lip locked and the more heated it got. It didn’t take long before you found yourself shirtless and braless, Frank had started to work on unbuttoning your jeans as he moved his lips to your neck. He left behind wet kisses as he moved up and down the column of it. Your body froze for a moment as he went to put his hand down your pants. He must’ve noticed your hesitation as he pulled away for a brief moment. He cupped the side of your face as he stared deep into your eyes. You took in a deep breath before you started to slowly nod your head yes, gesturing that you wanted this to happen. 

“You sure love?  We don’t have to if you’re not up for it.” Frank offered as he started to caress your cheek with his thumb. 

You closed your eyes momentarily as you leaned into his touch. You opened your eyes again just as you started to speak up again. “I’m sure Frank, I want this.” 

“Okay then.” 

Frank then lifted you up off of the table and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He carried you over to his bed and laid you down gently. Your breath hitched as he hovered over you and looked down at you fondly, you couldn’t remember the last time someone looked at you like this. Honestly, it scared you. His lips crashed into yours once more and the rest was history. 

The next morning, you woke up to the sun shining in your face and you couldn’t help but smile into the pillow. You felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist and you wished you could stay in Frank’s arms all day. Your eyes grew wide when you noticed what time it was on his alarm clock. ‘Shit,’ you thought to yourself and quickly scrambled to get out of bed and out of Frank’s arms. The sudden movements caused Frank to groan and stir awake. He squinted as the sun shown in his eyes and started to stretch out his arms. You were already half dressed by the time he was sitting on the edge of the bed. 

“What are you doing?” He wiped the sleep from his eyes as he watched you collect your things. 

“I’m sorry but I’m late to meet my sister for brunch.” You explained as you buttoned your pants, you looked around making sure you had everything. You then walked up to Frank with a smile on your face and you cupped his cheek as you looked at him. “I’ll call you alright?” You placed a quick kiss on his lips before you pulled away. 

Before you could get too far though, he wrapped his arms around your middle and pulled you back onto the bed with him. He had you straddling him and had a firm grip on your waist. “Don’t go, stay with me.” 

Your smile grew as you looked down at him, which caused some of your hair to fall in front of your face. “Any other day I would.” 

You leaned down, pushing your hair out of your face as you did and you kissed him. When you pulled apart, you gave him a quick peck before you climbed off of him. You couldn’t help but laugh as he tried to reach for you again. 

“Reschedule then.” Frank pouted as he continued to lay bed, propped up on his elbows as he looked over at you. 

“I can’t, I really am sorry.” You flashed him a smile before you left his apartment. 

Frank groaned as he ran a hand down his face, he already knew that he had it bad. 

When you finally got to your sister’s house, you couldn’t believe how late you were. You let yourself in as per usual and you could hear your sister talking with one of her friends.. As you entered the kitchen, Mia gave you a knowing smile as she raised an eyebrow. You took in a deep breath as you readied yourself for a lecture about being on time. But as you took in a deep breath, all you could think about was how good the food smelled, causing your stomach to growl. 

“Come on, let’s move out to the patio and start eating.” Mia finally suggested and she and her friend started to move things outside. 

Once the three of you were settled, you helped yourself to some food and started eating. You enjoyed a mimosa as you listened to your sister give marital advice to her friend. As you listened, your mind drifted off to Frank and you wondered what he was doing. You’re brought back to reality when you felt your sister’s hand on yours, you looked over at her and gave her a small smile. 

“So, wanna tell me why you were late?” Mia inquired as she removed her hand from yours. 

You reached for your glass of mimosa and took a quick sip. “Well, um, I just overslept is all. I went out last night with some friends, and stayed out way too late.” 

She didn’t need to know that you hooked up with Frank last night. 

“You sure? You seem a bit different this morning.” Mia commented before she took a sip of coffee. 

Before you could say anything, your sister’s friend spoke up. “Of course she is, she had sex.” 

Mia gasped as she playfully hit her friend’s arm. “Brycie!” Mia then turned to you with a raised eyebrow. “Is that true?! With who?” 

You choked on your mimosa as Brycie and Mia harassed you about having sex. “Um, just some random guy I met at the bar.” 

You took another sip of mimosa as you shrugged your shoulders and they seemed to have bought it as they moved on to another topic. You mentally sighed in relief as you listened to them. 

A few days passed and as you went about your errands, your phone chimed causing you to pull it out of your purse. You narrowed your gaze as you didn’t recognize the number. It’s not until you unlocked your screen and read the message that a smile spread across your face. 

Frank: Hope you don’t mind but I got your number from Travis. I can’t stop thinking about you. 

Your smile only grew at the message. 

You: I don’t mind. How have you been?

Three little bubbles appeared and you anxiously waited for a reply. Ding. 

Frank: Besides being driven crazy by not seeing you, alright I guess. Please tell me you’re free this weekend. 

As you stood there, you thought about his offer, it would be good to see him again. Just then, your phone chimed again with a new message from Frank. 

Frank: Please don’t make me beg it’s not a pretty sight. 

Your fingers typed quickly across the screen of your phone. 

You: I would love too. Did you have anything in mind you wanted to do? 

Three little dots. You waited a few minutes for a reply but then nothing. A sigh fell from your lips as you tucked your phone back into your purse. You continued your errands and throughout the rest of the day and night, you kept checking your phone. Each time you checked it though, only brought you disappointment. Was he already ghosting you? You decided you’d give him a couple of days to solidify your thoughts. However, days turned into almost two weeks before you heard anything from him. It was like he had completely fallen off of the face of the earth during that time. 

Life had recently seemed meaningless, like you were lost. It wasn’t because Frank seemed to have ghosted you but because life's cruel events were catching up to you. Your depression knocked you over like a wrecking ball and it felt like you couldn’t breathe. All you could think about was what happened that awful night at a work party. Your coworker coming onto you and not taking ‘no’ for an answer. You had stopped paying attention to your movie long ago as your thoughts of that night kept coming forward and at full force. You often wondered if it was your fault and maybe you had led him on without realizing it. You sighed and decided to pour yourself another glass of wine. Your feet padded lightly against the hardwood floor as you made your way to the kitchen with your empty wine glass. Once you had poured more wine, you took a large drink of it. Flashes of that night resurfaced again in your head causing you to tighten your grip on your wine glass. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath as you tried to calm yourself down. It didn’t work though and before you could think things through, you threw your glass across the kitchen. When it hit the wall, it shattered and the wine spilled all over the floor. 

“Shit.” You grumbled to yourself, you started to walk towards the mess when you heard your phone chime. 

You ignored the first chime but when it chimed again, your curiosity got the better of you, wondering who could be texting you at this late hour. When you picked up your phone, you were surprised to see Frank’s name. You unlocked the screen and clicked on the new messages, curious to what Frank had to say for himself. 

Frank: Sorry, I went M.I.A., although I did warn you that I’m bad at this whole relationship/love thing. 

True, he did. 

Frank: Was wondering if you were free tomorrow? I have a friend showcasing their band tomorrow night, and wondered if you wanted to come. I understand if you don’t wanna see me again. 

You thought about it for a brief moment and as you did, you looked up and glanced around your small house. You had cooped yourself up for the past couple of days, maybe some human interaction wouldn’t hurt. 

You: Sure, I’m in. Are we meeting there or are you gonna pick me up? 

Three little dots, resting your chin in your hand as you waited. 

Frank: I’ll pick you, love. It’s a few hours away, you cool with that? 

Your fingers typed quickly as you replied. 

You: Yeah, that’s fine. What time should I be ready? 

You got an immediate response. 

Frank: Let’s make a whole day of it, so let’s say eight in the morning? Breakfast included. 

You couldn’t help but smile at Frank’s suggestion. 

You: Sounds good. I’ll see you in the morning then! 

Frank: I look forward to it! Goodnight, love.

You: Goodnight. 

You put your phone back down before you go to clean up the mess in the kitchen. You cleaned up all of the broken glass first, careful not to cut yourself. When you had the mess all cleaned up, you decided to end the night on a somewhat good note. 

The next morning, you were just finishing up getting ready when the doorbell rang. When you had woken up that morning, you had realized you never gave Frank your address so you made sure to text it to him. You turned off your curling iron before you went to answer the door. You could feel your cheeks beginning to heat up with the way Frank was looking at you, he looked at you like he was about to devour you whole. 

“Wow, love, you really know how to make a guy’s heart stop.” Frank complimented as he took you in. 

You opened the door wider and stepped off to the side. “You really know how to flatter a girl don’t you?” You paused for a moment as you stared into his eyes. “Come on in, I’m almost done.” 

When Frank entered, you closed the door behind him. As you turned around, you noticed Frank checking out your place. You stood next to him and he returned his attention back to you with a smile on his face. 

“Nice place.” Frank then leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, giving you the softest of kisses. 

You kept your eyes closed for a few seconds longer after he had kissed you, you had missed the feeling of his lips against your. You only opened them when you had decided to speak again. 

“So, um, would you like some coffee before we leave? I have some that’s relatively fresh.” 

“Sure, we’ve got plenty of time.” 

Frank followed you to the kitchen and you got him a mug and started pouring him some coffee. As you do, you felt Frank wrap his arms around your middle section and you couldn’t help but lean into him. You set the coffee pot back on the warmer before you made a mess all over the place. Your eyes fluttered close as Frank started to press his lips up and down your neck. A sigh escaped you as he started to roam his hands all over your body. You were caught off guard when he spun you around to face him, your breath hitched in your throat with the way he was looking at you. He looked down at you with lust blown eyes and as if you were the only girl in the world. You still weren’t used to that kind of look but you were starting to like it. Frank cupped your cheek as he continued to stare deeply into your eyes before he pulled you in for a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue entered your mouth and he twirled it around yours, causing you to let out a muffled moan. The two of you quickly started to remove each other’s clothes, flinging them all over the kitchen. Frank decided that the floor was the best place for this and you would be making a mess in the kitchen after all. 

The drive was quick as it was filled with laughter and music. You got to know each other a little better and swap different life stories. True to his word, Frank got you both breakfast as he stopped at a small diner outside of town. The rest of the way, you curled up into Frank’s side as he drove and you ended up falling asleep. Occasionally, Frank glanced down at you and he couldn’t help the small smile that would play on his lips. He kept the music down as you slept and his thoughts took over as he drove. You were too good for him, there was no doubt about that. Why you wanted him was beyond him, he was a grade A prick and terrible at relationships. He sighed as he put the car into park outside of his friend’s house, parking on the street. He looked down at you and started to gently rub your arm causing you to stir. 

“Hey, we’ve made it.” Frank spoke softly as he tried to wake you up. 

You opened your eyes to find Frank staring down at you with a caring look to them. A coy smile started to form on hips and you could feel your cheeks starting to heat up once more. You sat up and stretched before you took a look around at your surroundings. “Where are we?” 

“This is my friend Jake's house. Said he wanted to hang out beforehand, I hope that’s okay?” Frank explained as he looked at you, he brushed some of your hair out of your face. 

“Yeah, sure, of course. Are we gonna stay in your car all day or what?” You let out a small laugh to show that you were teasing him. 

Frank shook his head as he chuckled. “Yeah, let me introduce you to my friends. They’re pretty cool people, I think you’ll like them.” 

The two of you then proceeded to get out of the car and as you walked up to the house, Frank pulled you close to him. He wrapped an arm around your waist to do so and he placed a sweet kiss on the side of your head. When you got to the front door, Frank let the two of you insided, you were honestly kind of surprised this person had left his door unlocked. You gave Frank a small smile when he looked over at you, he gave you a reassuring squeeze to your side the further you walked into the house. 

“Yo, anyone here?” Frank called out after a minute or so. 

That’s when you heard rummaging in the kitchen, then it stopped. A man quickly appeared in the doorway, a bright smile on his face. He had sandy blonde hair and circular framed glasses, his goatee was neatly trimmed and combed. He wore baggy, ripped jeans with a faded ACDC band t-shirt and he held snacks in his hands. 

“Frank, my man! You’re here!” He nodded his head in approval before he turned his attention to you and his smile grew even more. “And you brought a pretty lady! Right on, right on! Come one, the others are down in the basement.” 

He then led you and Frank down to the basement. You felt an uneasy feeling as you went down the stairs but when Frank grabbed your hand and it intertwined your fingers, the feeling subsided. When you reached the bottom of the stairs, you were a bit relieved to see another woman here. 

“Oh, I’m Jake by the way, Jake Jensen.” Jake finally introduced himself as he walked over to the coffee table to set the snacks down. 

“Right, I’m sorry.” Frank realized as he never gave proper introductions. “Well, since everyone is here, let me introduce you to everyone else. The hippie redhead over there is Wanda, she’s the keyboardist as well as a singer.” 

“Hey girl, what’s up?” Wanda greeted as she smiled at you, offering a small wave. 

“The asshole next to her is Sam Wilson, he plays the bass guitar,” Frank paused as he looked down at you, a half smile on his face. “Those two are in a relationship together.” 

You nod in understanding, they did seem rather cozy next to each other. 

“Don’t worry, I’m only an asshole to those who deserve it, like Frank here. It’s nice to meet you.” He shot you a quick wink. 

“Then, the two sharing a joint over there are Carter Baizen and Nate Archibald. Carter plays the drums and has all sorts of connections while Nate plays lead guitar and singer.” Frank concluded the introductions before he smiled down at you. 

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you all.” You said with a coy smile and a small wave. 

Before anyone could say anything, Jake returned to the group after stepping away to take a phone call, there was a grim look on his face. He let out a heavy sigh as he ran a hand down his face. The group turned their attention to him, each one having their own concerned expression. 

“What is it Jake?” Sam is the first to speak up to break the tense silence that had started to form. 

“Man, bad news. That was the venue that just called, they’re booting us for tonight.” You could hear the disappointment laced in Jake’s voice. 

Carter scoffed at the news. “Did they at least tell you why?” 

Carter then took the half-smoked joint from Nate, taking a hit off of it right away. 

“Yeah, something about not selling enough tickets.” Jake explained before he turned to you and Frank. “Sorry you guys wasted a trip. You’re more than welcome to stay and hang out.” 

“Yeah, I’d be alright with that. What do you say, love, are you good with just staying to hang out and get to know my friends for a little while?” Frank turned fully towards you with a raised eyebrow. He gently grabbed ahold of your shoulders and started to gently caress them. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” 

You took a moment to think about it, the pit in your stomach was still slightly there but for whatever reason you kept ignoring the feeling. “Of course, I don’t mind. We can stay.” 

“Great!” Jake exclaimed with a clap and a bright smile on his face. “Let’s get this party started!” 

You gave everyone a small smile as your gut and brain were screaming at you to leave. 

All of you partied and you partied hard. Between the drugs and the alcohol, it’s no wonder you found yourself throwing up into a toilet well past midnight. All you wanted now was to curl up into bed and pass out. When you finally felt like you were finished, you sat up against the wall and pulled your knees up to your chest. Maybe if you called your sister she would be kind enough to come get you. First, you’d need to find your phone but you didn’t have the energy for that at the moment. Tears started to well up into your eyes, why did you agree to this? You were pulled out of your thoughts when a knock came from the closed door and you quickly blinked away the tears. You tried to get up from your spot on the floor but your body wouldn’t let you so you called out to the person instead, your voice sounded hoarse. 

“It’s open!” 

Frank poked his head in between the crack he had made and his eyes softened at the sight of you. He made his way over to you and sat down next to you. “Jake said we could crash in one of his spare bedrooms for tonight.” 

You looked over at him as a sniffle escaped you. “I wanna go home.” 

Frank’s sigh came out a little more irritated than he had meant. “I can’t drive right now, love. We’ll leave first thing in the morning.” 

You turned your head away from Frank as a few tears trickled down your cheeks. 

“Ya know, we didn’t have to stay.” Frank’s voice came out harsher than he meant to. “Look, why don’t we go to bed and get some rest? I think we could both use it.” 

You took a deep breath before you let it out and agreed. Frank was the first one to stand up and he held out a hand for you and you accepted. He pulled you up gently before he led you to the bedroom that Jake said you two could use for the night. You immediately laid down on the bed so that the room would stop spinning, at least hoping it would. Before you could comprehend what was happening, Frank was on top of you, kissing you and roaming his hands all over you. When your mind finally caught up, you pushed him off of you, it took all of your energy to do so. 

“No Frank, I don’t feel good. Stop.” You breathe out, you were in no state for anything that Frank wanted to do right now. 

“Come on baby, let me make you feel good.” Frank tried to convince you as he started to touch you again. 

“Frank, I said no.” You tried to make your voice a bit more stern. 

God, you wished that the room would stop spinning and that your head would stop pounding. It seemed though that Frank got the hint that time. 

“You know, you’re being ridiculous.” Frank commented, he was clearly not happy you turned him down. 

All you could muster was half-hearted scoff as you turned to look at him. When you saw him though, he had his back towards you and snores were rolling off of his lips. You let out a sigh that was filled with exhaustion and frustration. You glanced over at the alarm clock and saw that it was three in the morning. You pinched the bridge of your nose as you thought about your next move. A wave of clarity hit as you released the bridge of your nose. You decided to get a little bit of sleep and then you were out of here, one way or another. You were going to leave this awful night behind you, as well as Frank. You decided it was best to just let him go.

#a collection of one shots #chasingmarvel original work #courtney writes #bad at love #frank endings beginnings #sebastian stan characters #sebastain stan #sebastian stan fandom #frank x reader #frank x you

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

A couple of days late but I've been on holiday so it's allowed! As always please check individual warnings for each fic. You are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog, and the majority tagged, are 18+ only and most of these fics contain adult themes.

Make sure you give these incredible writers some love and reblogs 🪐

Andy Barber & Frank (Endings Beginnings) ✨

*The bar by @ramp-it-up

Barkeep! Andy Barber x Reader x Frank (Endings, Beginnings)

Bucky Barnes ✨

Foolish heart by @jadedvibes

Beefy neighbor!Bucky x reader

Love bomb baby by @ussgallifrey

80s Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

If it were summer by @pellucid-constellations

College!Bucky x reader

All this time by @jobean12-blog

Bucky x female!reader

Kiss kiss bang bang by @jobean12-blog

Bucky x reader

Fire on fire by @sinner-as-saint

Firefighter!Bucky x Reader

The princess and the pirate by @bonky-n-steeb

Pirate!Bucky x female reader

You're the glitter in the dark by @musingsinmoonlight

Bucky Barnes x female reader

Red lace by @buckies-dolle

Bucky x fem!reader

Chubby Baker Bucky by @angrythingstarlight

Chubby Baker Bucky x Reader

You are in love, true love by @blushingbucky

bucky barnes x f!reader

Nothing holding me back by @bonky-n-steeb

roommate! alpha! bucky x omega! reader

Tardy by @bemine-bucky

college!bucky x college!reader

Cosmic love / the gravity between us by @jobean12-blog

Bucky x reader (College AU)

Artist Bucky by @angrythingstarlight

Artist!Bucky x Reader

*Undisclosed by @pellucid-constellations

Lumberjack!Bucky x Reader

Sleepless nights by @kikixreverie

Roommate!Bucky x Fem!reader

Ari Levinson ✨

*The tip of his tongue by @angrythingstarlight

Beefy Biker Ari x Reader

*Boys in bed with books by @jobean12-blog

Ari Levinson x reader

Sam Wilson ✨

Sunlight by @musingsinmoonlight

Sam Wilson x female reader

Nick Fowler ✨

My skin on yours by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

bodyguard!Nick Fowler x Reader

Fair play by @jobean12-blog

Nick Fowler x reader

Steve Rogers ✨

If I could touch you by @musingsinmoonlight

Steve Rogers x female reader

Johnny Storm ✨

*Boys in bed with books by @jobean12-blog

Johnny Storm x reader

Thor ✨

Miss your kiss by @musingsinmoonlight

Thor Odinson x female reader

Lee Bodecker ✨

Show me who's the sheriff of this town by @summerofsnowflakes

Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader

Andy Barber ✨

*Cruel daddy by @onsunnyside

boyfriend's dad!Andy Barber x reader

Little star by @kinanabinks

Andy Barber x pornstar!reader

Marc Spector / Steven Grant ✨

Eclipsed by @lex-the-flex

Marc Spector x reader

Bad knight, good knight by @babyboibucky

Marc Spector x Fem!Reader (feat. Steven Grant)

Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers ✨

*Stockholm syndrome by @amythedvdhoarder

Dark Stucky x Reader

Peter Parker ✨

Terrible thing by @inklore

peter parker x (f)reader

Curtis Everett ✨

*Out of darkness by @jtargaryen18

Curtis Everett x reader

#april fic rec #fic rec #andy barber #frank endings beginnings #bucky barnes #ari levinson #sam wilson #nick fowler #steve rogers #johnny storm #thor #lee bodecker #marc spector #steven grant #peter parker #curtis everett

[buckysswinter]

☽ angst|❁ dark|♡ fluff|✧ smut (18+)

sebastian stan

lee bodecker

right where you left me ☽

all you had to do was stay (pt 2 to right where you left me) ☽ ♡

carter baizen

cruel summer ☽ ✧

the way i loved you (pt 2 to cruel summer) ☽ ✧

frank (!eb)

‘tis the damn season ✧ ☽

last time (pt 2 to ‘tis the damn season) ♡ ✧

nick fowler

never ending story (mini series) ☽

mickey henry

#sebastian stan drabble #sebastian stan/y/n #sebastian stan/reader #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fanfiction #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes angst #carter baizen x reader #carter baizen x you #frank endings beginnings #nick fowler mini series #nick fowler x you #nick fowler fic #nick fowler angst

[urdepressedslut]

#literally all at once #i could take them #literally i want them to ruin me #i'm a hole /

hi bestie, just a lovely thought <3 what about bucky, nick, steve, mickey, frank and max? them fucking you in turn, pleasing and praising you, kissing you, sucking on your breasts, overstimulating your clit, making you cry in pleasure...

uhhhh THANK YOU FOR PUTTING THIS BEAUTIFUL IMAGE INTO MY BRAIN HOLY FUCK?!!!! thank you lovely 💕❤️💗🤍

i’m speechless— 😫🤭🥴🫠🥵 this is literally all i want in life, is that too much to ask? 😭 i’d do anything, ANYTHING FOR THIS!!

@sebstanwhore just a lil thought to make your day better 🥰🥴

#bucky barnes #nick fowler #steve kemp #sebastian stan mickey #frank endings beginnings #max burnett sharper #literally so good #y’all tears are running down my leg #literally all at once #fucking lord pls #ahhhhh i’m crying

[ramp-it-up]

Hello There,

Long time no see, lol.

I know. I am the queen of unfinished business.

Unfinished series to be precise.

So, before I decide whether to be finished with writing in this site for good, I’m going to finish some of these cliffhangers.

Starting with: The Bar Au.

Been a long time cuming with these three. 😜

Love you guys! 🥰

#Dj speaks #the bar au #andy barber #Frank endings beginnings #chris evans #Sebastian Stan #chris evans smut #sebastian stan smut #am i done?

[georgiapeach30513]

Pretty Little Secrets Masterlist

Growing up in a home with other women, you are trained to become the perfect housewife, and you’ve caught the eyes of the possible future Vice President Scott Huffman.  While he’s extremely interested, your little crush on Nick Gant, may get you in trouble...

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Drabbles/Andy X Clover

We’re Going Home

A/N:  this is a dark!fic that will include themes of a type of mail order bride, jealousy, control issues, and corruption.  YOU are the one responsible for the content you consume, and like always 18+ ONLY minors DNI

*divider created by @firefly-graphics​

#scott huffman #scott huffman x reader #andy barber #vice president!scott huffman #vp!scott huffman #president!andy barber #nick gant #nick gant x reader #frank endings beginnings #frank endings beginnings x reader

[buckybraneslover111]

Not today - Frank

summary: you and Frank have a very toxic relationship. He doesn't treat you the way he used to when you both started dating. You got invited to your friends wedding and of course you have to bring Frank. He starts to drink which gets you very nervous because you don’t know how he is going to react. When he sees you flirting with another man, his possessiveness and jealousy comes out.

warnings: jealous!Frank, toxic relationship, drinking, drunk!Frank, slight abuse (Frank grabs reader, shoves reader into car.) sad!reader, crying, yelling, fighting

a/n: came up with this while watching jersey shore...dont judge me lol it was a good idea in my head please. the character Frank is based off that movie Endings, Beginnings with Sebastian being Frank. 

You were getting ready for your friend Ciara’s wedding that she invited you too. You were excited, you hadn't seen her in a while and seeing her and your friends again would be fun. Or so you thought. You and Frank had been together for about two years now and it was...different. At first, you were all lovey dovey, he would bring you flowers, take you out on dates, it was perfect. Then it went all down hill as the months went on, arguments, yelling, fighting, drinking. You wanted a way out, to leave him but you couldn't; you loved him. You finished getting ready and walked out of your shared bedroom, “Frank! Did you start the car?” you grabbed your favorite earrings, the ones his got you a few months ago, after your threatened to leave him.

“Yes baby, come on before we are late!” he yelled from the bottom of the stairs. You grabbed your purse and walked out of the room and down the stairs putting on your other earring. Frank looked up at you and smiled, “Wow, you look beautiful.” he smiled at you wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into his body. He wore a black suit and tie. 

“Come on, I dont want to be late.” you pulled away from him and walked out of the car getting into the passenger seat. The car drive there was very quiet, you both not saying anything. He pulled up to the respection area and parked his car in the parking lot. 

He turned to you and grabbed your chin making you face him before you left the car, “Dont make a fool out of me tonight. You will introduce me as your boyfriend to your friends in there. Not like last time where you said I was your fucking roommate. Do you understand? I’m your boyfriend.” You whimpered at his grip on your chin as you nodded. “Words y/n.”

“Yes Frank.” he let go of your chin and got out of the car. You sighed and stepped out shutting the door behind you. Frank walked over to you and you wrapped your arm around his, walking with him inside the place with the other guests. You walked up to the table where it told you where you were sitting and you found your name picking it up and reading the number, “We are at table 6.” You and Frank walked to find the table, once you did, you sat down in a chair next to him. The beginning of the night was going well, you said hi to old friend, introducing them to Frank and dancing with him for a few songs. It was going well, until Frank started to drink and when he drinks, he gets very jealous and possessive over you if anyone he caught talking to you. 

He looked at you, “I’m getting around drink.” 

“Dont you think you had enough already Frank?” you sighed, not wanting to cause a scene, but you were getting upset with him drinking.

“What are you my mom now?” he scoffed and got up from his chair and walked to the bar. You rubbed the side of your face and sighed watching him at the bar, making sure he was okay and didnt cause a fight. You felt a light tap on your shoulder and you turned to see your friend Steve. 

You smiled up at him as he took Frank’s seat on the side of you, “Hey Steve, long time no see.” you leaned over and hugged him as he hugged you back.

“I know, its been a minute.” You and Steve got to chatting when all of a sudden you felt someone grab your arm and pull you out of the chair. 

You looked at Frank as his eyes were blown out and his face red, “Frank, let go of me.” you said softly, pulling at your arm.

“Didnt I tell you to not make a fool of me?” he growled at you.

“Hey buddy why dont you let her go?” Steve said as he stood up.

Frank looked at him and then back at you, “So you're cheating on me with this guy?!” 

“N-No! No Frank I wouldn’t do that. Please dont do this, not today please Frank.” you tried to make a little to no scene at your friends wedding, not wanting to ruin it for her. “Frank, lets just go home.” you stood in front of him, putting your hands on his chest, “Let’s just go home please.” you tried not to cry, he already ruined the night for you, you didnt want him ruining it for everyone else.

Frank bit the back of his fist as he looked at Steve, then pointed at him, “You are so fucking lucky I dont rip your head off.” Frank pulled you out of the place, still having the grip on your arm. You tried to follow him, but his long strides were too fast for you causing your to stumble a bit. Frank shoves you into the car door, letting go of your arm. He paced back and forth in front of you, “I can't believe you made me look like a fucking idiot in there y/n!!” he yelled as he stood in front of you. You turned your head to the side, avoiding his eyes.

“Frank-” you whimpered as he cut you off.

“Dont fucking ‘Frank’ me y/n! You were all over that guy, embarrassing me in front of your friends! Your fucking friends y/n!!” he was getting angrier by the minute. You started to cry, feeling very ashamed and embarrassed. “Oh god! Here we go!” he walked away from you throwing his hands in the air, dramaticly. He turned back to you, “Oh give me a fucking break y/n! Stop with the fucking crying bullshit!” 

“Shut up!!” you yelled back at him through tears, “You are such an asshole Frank! God I wish I never met you! I wish I never fell in love with you!! I hate you!” you cried loudly holding yourself. Frank just stared at you, shocked, sobering himself up.

“W-What did you just say?” he said softly.

“I-I just wanna go home, please Frank...” you said through sobs.

“I-okay, okay baby we can go home.” He helped you into the car, and got in himself. The car drive home was quiet, except for your constant whimpers and soft cries. Frank felt bad, he really did, but it was a constant cycle for you both. He would yell at you, you would cry, he would apologize and get you flowers then you both would just start over. This time he wanted it to be different. I wish I never fell in love with you, I hate you, rang through his ears over and over. He couldn't take the pain of knowing that he really hurt you this time, this time was different. Once you got home, you got out of the car and quickly walked into the house. You took off your heels and walked upstairs to your shared bedroom and threw your shoes in a corner. You heard the front door shut and you got out of your dress tossing it to the side. You changed into your pjs and got into bed, curling up into a ball, softly crying to yourself, trying to forget what just happened tonight. After a few minutes, you felt the bed behind you dip and an arm wrap around your waist. You sniffled and pulled yourself away from him. “Baby...” he sighed.

“Please just leave me alone.” you whispered.

“Baby I wanna talk.” he reached for you again, but you pulled away.

“I dont want to talk to you.”

“Baby-” You got up from the bed grabbing a pillow and one of the blankets. He sat up in bed looking at you, “Baby please.” 

“I’m sleeping on the couch, dont fucking follow me.” you walked downstairs to the living room and laid down on the couch curling up under the blanket closing your eyes sighing. 

...

a/n: should I do a part two?

tags: @airedale17 @madehellline @cjand10 @eclecticpatrolroadlawyer @evanstanwhore

#Sebastian Stan #sebastian x reader #sebastian x y/n #sebastian stan x fluff #endings beginnings #sebastian x you #sebastian x female reader #frank endings beginnings

[sebastiansluts]

your last request remainded me of this: https://at.tumblr.com/sebastiansluts/683821948742107136/3ruft9z8lgml

and now my mind is wandering and i'm thinking about bucky, nick, steve, frank and mickey pleasing the reader, all of them in the same time, fucking her from behind while praising her, sucking and licking her clit, playing with her breasts/nipples, kissing her, making her suck their fingers. that's def too much to handle (i'd come just hearing them moaning and groaning), but... 😩

and yeah, seb is watching and eventually is the only one who gets to have some time with her all alone and the last one to fill her with his cum after another round of foreplay.

OH MY GOD YES

Bucky's the one who kisses you and makes you suck his fingers- he gets off seeing the metal in between your lips, dripping with your spit...Mickey and Steve are the ones playing with your breasts, sucking, licking, biting, pinching, pulling, everything to make you feel good...Frank's at your clit, practically making out with it he's so into it, kissing and licking and sucking and flicking and circling and god his tongue is so fast...Meanwhile Nick is behind you, fucking you hard, but keeping you in place with his hands on your hips, bruising them as he bruises your ass with his hipbones...And the whole time, everyone's telling you what a good girl you are, how beautiful and perfect you look, so caught up in pleasure, how you're taking them all so well, letting them have their fun...

But when it's Sebastian's turn...he kisses every inch of you, massaging your muscles as he goes, until you're a limp pile. Then he starts sucking marks into your skin- your neck, your breasts, your thighs...Until he's deep in between your legs, sucking on your clit until you're crying, begging him to fuck you...And he finally does only after making you come on his tongue...Then he's pressing inside you, filling you up like only he can, stretching your walls, forcing you to adjust as he thrusts...And once you've come again, then he's after his own orgasm, hips rutting into yours, staying buried deep inside you until he comes, dick pulsing, cum filling your cunt...

#rose answers #anon #anon ask #smut #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #nick fowler #steve kemp #frank endings beginnings #mickey henry

[cadencejames87]

Playing the Long Game

Sneak Peek at a WIP I will eventually finish...

Pairings: Frank (EB) x Female Reader x Mickey Henry, TJ Hammond x Steve Rogers, ex-Ari Levinson x Female Reader, ex-Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers Mentions of: Female Reader x Bucky Barnes & Female Reader x TJ Hammond

"I know that look, and if I wasn't in love with Steve--" he begins, slowly shaking his head and reaching out to caress your cheek.

"I'd already be on my knees," you finish in a whisper.

His mouth curves up on one side, as a fond memory fills his thoughts. "I love you, Y/N." He licks his lips, briefly looking at yours. Then all at once, he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth with deep breath, his hand falls, and stands taller, rolling his shoulders back. "You're my best friend, always. Now go get yourself some dick, before I fire all three of you."

Your smile grows, "I love you too, TJ."

He grabs you by the wrist as you turn to leave and pulls you hard against him, lips crashing together, his tongue swiping past your lips. "Always," he breathes.

You cups his cheeks and look deeply into his sparkling blue eyes, "Steve is a lucky man." You smile softly with a slight nod and step back. “Stupid, but...” You shrug and finally leave the back room.

TJ follows you out, “Was that? Are you?”

You turn to him, walking backwards, “I’m just saying, his ex,” you let out a dreamy sigh. TJ joins your side as you turn back around, your steps falling in sync. “Don’t get me wrong, you are amazing and wonderful and you deserve all of the love and happiness. And if you ever find yourself in the same room as him, seeing as they still work together and seem to have kept their friendship; at least from a media point of view... It wouldn’t hurt to slip that beefy, god of a man, your best friend’s number.” You split ways tossing a smile over your shoulder as you return to the bar and TJ steps into his office smirking and rolling his eyes.

Characters:

The dick(s)

The Ex:

#tj hammond #Steve Rogers #Bucky Barnes #frank endings beginnings #mickey henry #mickey monday #Sebastian Stan #sebastian stan characters #sebastian stan x reader #future fic #fic wip