The Unexpected Visitor

The unexpected visitor

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x f!reader

Summary: All day long Jake waited to come to take care of his girl who turned him on by texts, he certainly doesn't expect who's waiting for him.

Warnings: NO MINORS +18, explicit sexual content, oral sex giving and receiving, swearing

"Can't wait for you to come home."

A smirk stretched his lips as he read the text before putting his phone in his pocket and grab his helmet joining the rest of the squad for today's exercise.

They had been texting each other hot all day and Jake was just waiting for one thing, the end of the day to get home and honor his fiancée the best way he knew how. That is, between her legs. When the day finally came to an end he didn't hesitate to rush home, jumping out of the car and rushing inside the house he let the door slam behind him to announce his return before happily exclaiming from the hallway into the living room.

"Baby I'm here!" He took off his shirt and pants while walking through the house looking for her. “Spread your legs wide open for me I'm coming! Also I'm gonna fuck your little mouth so hard you won't be able to talk for a few days. Fuck, Love I'm gonna destroy you." He froze in place as he came into the living room dressed only in his boxers and saw her sitting in one of the armchairs, a man sitting across from her on the couch, both of them looking at him dumbfounded. Jake's smile tightened with embarrassment.

"Honey, Father Edwards came to visit us unexpectedly, to talk about the wedding, could you put your clothes on please."

Father Edwards looked down at his glass of water clearing his throat, Jake, still with his embarrassed smile on his face apologized before walking backwards into the kitchen picking up his clothes as he went.

 "If you'll excuse me for a moment." In a strangled, high-pitched voice she rose to join him as their guest replied with a nod.

 "You could have warned me!" He exclaimed whispering so that the priest wouldn’t hear them.

 "I didn't have time! How was I supposed to guess you would go home claiming you wanna fuck me. Jesus .. what he is going to think .. '' She put her hand on her forehead, the other on her hips. "Okay, put your clothes on and shut it. Let me handle this."

She starts to walk away before coming back to him and kissing him, he was turned on by her authority.

"That said, I still can't wait for you to destroy me." She said with a low voice before heading to the living room, provoking a smile from ear to ear to Jake who followed her.

She returned to her seat, Jake taking his place beside her, nodding with a pinched smile to Father. "Father Edwards, you look great."

"Jake, nice to see you again. I had come to see you to discuss your wedding ceremony." With a proud smile Jake took one of her hands that she had crossed in her lap and clasped it in his, a smile she returned, " I haven't seen you since when you came to me to ask me to officiate."

"Oh yeah, we've been busy with work a lot."

"You know it's customary to have an appointment before that to make sure of your ... motivations, that it's a commitment that you're making in good conscience. To make sure that you're aware of what it means, to answer your questions and discuss how the ceremony will go."

Unlike Jake's family, his future wife's family had never been very religious and a civil one would probably have required less preparation. Nevertheless, it has been finally decided that the civil ceremony would be followed by a religious one in order to agree with Jake's family and to please them. They didn’t intend to start their life as newlyweds with a conflict between the two families who couldn’t agree. So that's why today Father Edwards found himself sitting on their couch at the least opportune moment.

"Well at least there is no doubt about your motivation for this wedding, you do really love you both. " He said amused which disconcerted the young lovers in front of him.

"Always done with love padre." Jake threw happily and proudly, too much for the young woman's taste.

"Jake for God's sake please don't say more words."

"Um, dear child, don't involve Him in this please. Well, I'm gonna leave you ... you two certainly have things to do." He winked at them and she just wanted to bury herself deep underground. "It would still be a good idea to make an appointment soon to discuss all this."

All three of them got up and they walked him to the door.

"Thank you for coming Father Edwards and ... I'm sorry, truly."

He put a hand on her shoulder still amused. "It doesn't matter my child. I don't see that every day, fortunately."

Once he was out, she closed the door and leaned against it.

"Well we will be lucky if he still wants to marry us."

Jake who had remained in the background, hands in the pockets of his jeans, held back from laughing and she felt like hitting him for this embarrassing situation.

"I'm sorry ... That's wrong, I'm not."

She rolled her eyes before returning to the living room, the pilot on her heels. As she bent down to clear the coffee table to take the glasses back to the kitchen, he put his arms around her waist, burying his face in her neck.

"Please now can you let me fill you."

His words were met with an elbow to the stomach that made him laugh and tighten his grip around her.

"You're so a classy man Seresin."

"Hey! You turned me on all day long and I've been waiting all day for this to happen. You should have known what was waited for you once I came home. "

"That's my fault now?! Do I need to show you the texts to refresh your memory, you're the one who initiated this." A plaintive sound came out of his chest as she headed for the kitchen, following still glued to her.

"I know. But this is my way to show you how much I love you."  Her laugh that he loved so much rang in his ears as she burst out laughing and sliding his hands over her hips to turned her around. "You can't imagine the pure joy I feel to know I'll be able to hear that sound for the rest of my life." He took the glasses she still had, one in each hand, and placed it behind her on the work surface. Passing his arms under buttocks he raised her to sit on it then slipped his hands on her hips.

"Is it bad to want to make love to the girl I love?"

"You always want to, it's like your first human need." She joked, resting her hands on his shoulders.

"That's because I love you so much darling.” Coming to kiss her neck he carried her back to sit her on the kitchen table lower than the countertop, allowing him to be just the right height between her legs.

"Now, are you allowing me to show you I love you?" He asked whispering in her ear which made her feel thrills down her spine.

Without waiting more, he went up her dress on her thighs, caressing them of his hot hands, of a hand in the hollow of her kidneys he approached her so that she can be on the edge of the table. He placed his lips on hers mixing his tongue with hers, her hands sliding on his chest to his waist to catch his shirt that she removed him making him raise his arms, the sight that it offered her made her bite her lower lip what excited more the blond who came to caress her over her underwear. The sudden presence of his hand on her crotch made her flinch with surprise and she contracted her thighs encircling more firmly his waist. Depositing kisses on her collarbone, going up towards her ear he withdrew her panties to come then slip a finger in her, causing her to squeak. He added a finger, fingering her with his index and middle fingers, caressing her clitoris with his thumb. Her movements of pelvis and the acceleration of her breath intensified the excitation of Jake which manifested itself by the hardening of his member tight in his jeans. A hand in his nape, the other on his wrist, she squeaked so strong of pleasure that he could have come just by listening to it. A hoarse moan of his share resounded in her ear that accentuated her excitation, she wanted some more, more than to feel his fingers in her. He withdrew it from her slowly to let her feel all the movement and came to squat in front her open legs, going up his hand of her thigh to her chest  meaning to her to lean back in order to better open to him. Placing her legs on his shoulders he plunged his face between her thighs and she let escape a cry of pleasure by feeling his wet and hot tongue lapping her intimacy.

"God Jake!" In a lively gesture she clutched his hair and arched her pelvis to better offer herself to him. The tip of his tongue caressed her small button of flesh so sensitive what made her tremble of pleasure, he made the turn of it with the tip of his tongue before sucking, alternating the two. He felt her clitoris swelling between his lips what provoked him a smile of satisfaction. With his tongue he went through her wet slit feeling her almost to fail, her breathing was jerky, her movements of pelvis more insistent, she couldn’t wait any more. He straightened up and came to offer her her own taste on his lips before murmuring against hers.

"You get me so excited when you squeal like that."

She laughed a little as she felt his excitement through his jeans.

"Yeah, I can feel it and I think I can fix it." He raised an intrigued eyebrow and bit his lip as he saw her get off the table and come to her knees. In a split second she undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans before sliding it with his boxers down his thighs. She threw him a vicious glance whereas he slipped a hand in her hair. When she took it in her mouth he tilted his head back with a sigh of ecstasy, he liked to feel himself in her and this in all possible ways, this one being by far his favorite. Her tongue wrapped around his length, which she went through at a slow pace at first then she accelerated feeling his grip tighten around her hair. The tip of her tongue played with his foreskin making him moan of pleasure. When she took him again in mouth Jake gave a blow of kidney to come to sink in her throat. When he looked down at her he saw that she had one hand around his member, caressing herself with the other, he liked to see her excited and making herself feel good by giving him pleasure. His own increased tenfold he began a long series of brutal back and forth to feel himself go to the bottom of her throat pressing on the back of her skull. She ended up withdrawing to take a big breath, small tears beading in the corners of her eyes by the feeling of his cock tapping in the bottom of her throat. He helped her to stand up by taking her by the hands and wiped her tears with his thumbs before coming to kiss her passionately and to sit her down again on the table. His arms around her, their two bodies pressed one against the other, their intimacies caressing.

"Jake please.." She moaned.

"What sweetheart?"

"Take me now."

He inserted himself then in her, she was so wet that he slipped easily, leaned on her a hand on the table, he passed his other arm under one of her knees to raise her leg and better sink in her. The sensation of her sex contracting around his doubled his pleasure and he shook his head as if to clear his head while the pulsations of his heart became stronger. Their two pelvises dancing together, him giving big knocks to go more deeply in her and her to receive him better, the sound of their skins clacking one against the other mixed with the short breaths and the moans. Her hands clutched the edge of the table to which she clung desperately not to fail.

"Shit, this table won't ever handle this." He joked burying his face in her neck, pressing his lips against her burning skin, one of her hands dropped the edge of the table to come and press against his nape, in which she planted her nails to which he responded by growling and biting the skin of her neck on which he was going to leave a hickey.

"Ja.. Jake, Please go faster."

"This babe wants more uh? Ask and you'll receive." Without releasing his face from her neck he grips her hips firmly controlling the movements of her pelvis against which he comes crashing faster at her request making her scream louder.

"Fuck Jake! I can't no more!"

"Come for me babe, come around me and I'll fill you up."

While she tightens abruptly a last time around his waist, the orgasm invades her tearing off a cry of pleasure bringing Jake to his paroxysm and joining her, pouring in her, tightening his embrace and moaning in his turn. Out of strength she releases her size of her thighs, and slides her arms around his nape snuggling against him. They remain one moment in that position, him between her legs his arms around her, hers around his nape, taking back their breaths, exhausted by their frolic.

"See how much I love you?" He says his lips against hers with a smirk making her laugh.

"Never doubted about it. I love you so much too Jake. Never leave me."

"Never been in my plans Love. I'm gonna make you mine forever."

Did I cry at the end? Absolutely yes

You Have Twins || Iceman [h.c]

✧ Iceman masterlist || My Library

When the ultrasound technician spotted not one but two babies at your scan, you thought she was playing some kind of joke on you 

Tom was gawking at the screen with the stupidest smile, only because he too didn’t know whether or not Dr. Amy was kidding with you two

“No, I’m serious. There’s Baby A, and Baby B is right here,” 

Ice was standing to his feet and walking around the bed

He’s standing in front of the screen 

“No way,” 

“Yes way, Mr. Kazansky,” 

The way Tom’s smile brightened 

“We’re having two babies,”

You were still in disbelief, and then he got really excited

“WE’RE HAVING TWO BABIES!” 

The man had wanted to be a daddy ever since you met him, so the fact he was being gifted double trouble, he was perfectly fine with that 

Well, nine months later, out came via a scheduled c-section– Vivian Rose and Victor Axel Kazansky. Vivian was born two minutes before her brother

When Tom went to see them while you were in recovery, he was elated. The man never thought he could love someone more than he loved you, but the second Vivian and Victor were played in his arms– he exploded with love 

“Vivan and Victor, I’m your daddy… This is a crazy world, but I promise. Your mommy and I are going to protect you.” 

When Iceman brought the babies to you to meet, you were over the moon. They looked identical, and you two were thankful they were different sexes, or else it would be a Nicky and Alex situation from Full House with Jesse and Becky 💀

As soon as you guys got home, the sleepless nights began

Every night though, Ice would wake up with you. For each feeding, he was burping and changing the other twin as you wrapped up sessions 

“Tom, you need to go to bed. You have work tomorrow.”

“And leave you up and alone with the babies? No.”

Every morning that he left for work, you feared being alone with them by yourself, but you ventured well

And every evening when Tom got home, he’d instantly send you off to have some peace to yourself while he tended to the twins

As the kids started to grow up, Vivan said “dada” first while Victor said “mama” first, which would lay out the foundation of them being a daddy’s girl and momma’s boy in life 

The twins adored Iceman. They’d squeal and laugh each time he walked through the door, both gravitating toward him

“How are my babies doing?” 

He’d kiss their faces before pulling you close for a searing kiss 

As they grew into the toddler stages, it got terrorizing there for a little while, because the twins loved to hit the other  

You’d turn your back, and Vivian would pop Victor across the head, forcing him to cry. When you’d calm him down, he’d unleash havoc on his twin sister, always wrapping his fingers around her blonde hair and yanking 

She didn’t like that 

You and Tom oftentimes found yourselves playing referee, especially when the twins got into their school years. But no one could hurt them, except their twin. If Victor saw a little kid being mean to his sister, he’d hurt them

And that meant you and Tom sat in for many conferences 

“I don’t know what Victor’s issue is.”

Tom thought the principal was crazy

“Some parent’s kid is being a bully. He’s taking up for his sister.” 

“Mr. Kazansky, we do not tolerate physical fighting. Especially in kindergarten.” 

“Then maybe I should have a talk with that kid’s parents.”

“Tom, sweetheart,” 

“No, I’m serious.” 

Thankfully, Tom didn’t have to fight another parent. You then discovered that Maverick’s daughter, Maddie, was also attending the same school 

So Maddie was added to their friend group 

Both Vivian and Maddie are the same age, and it pushed for both girls to become the best of friends. Not only that, with Victor and Maverick’s son, Nathan, being two years apart, they would develop a strong bond 

Iceman always helped the kids with homework. They honestly never wanted you to help, only their father. Which you thought was the best outcome. You didn’t want to cry over 5th-grade math problems

The elementary school transitioned into middle, and before you knew it– your babies were in high school

Maddie and Victor may have started dating behind Maverick and Iceman’s backs 💀… More so Maverick’s. Iceman thought it was hilarious, his son caught the attention of Maddie Mitchell– but would go on to marry Bradley Bradshaw someday

“If your daughter breaks my kid’s heart, Maverick.” 

“Hey! Leave my little girl out of this! Tell your son to not stomp on my baby girl’s heart.” 

Maddie broke up with Victor. Whoops

Anywhosies, Navy timeeeee! Maddie, Victor, and Vivian joined the Navy together, with Nathan following behind shortly after, Bradley joining four years later 

Vivian and Victor made names for themselves. When anyone heard the last name “Kazansky” tagged to these kids, they knew they were smart, resilient, and quite cocky 

Iceman cried the day they graduated from training. He had never hugged two kids as tight as he did before

Vivian even made a promise to her father 

“One day, daddy, Vic, and I will carry you as you’ve always carried us.” 

That day came when Tom passed away

Vivan and Victor were a part of the group that carried their father’s casket, dressed in uniform, as they watched their Uncle Maverick stamp the wings to their father’s casket 

Everyone thought Viv and Vic were crazy to do such a thing, but they promised Tom they would carry him, no matter what happened

Want you to stay part two

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Kazansky!f!reader

Summary: It's time to get the team back together as it had been before and this evening has a lot of surprises in store for Rooster. Part one.

Warnings: None

Taglist: @alanadetigy @lilylilyyyyyy @luckyladycreator2

Flashback

Synchronization. A perfect synchronization between the raindrops rolling on the living room window with those rolling on her cheeks. Sitting on the sofa facing the window, one leg folded under herself, the other knee brought against her chest she began to stare at the driveway in front of her house in which her car was parked. She didn't realize that it had started to rain or even that she had started crying, which of the two things had happened first? Were they triggered at the same time? A sound of old engine was heard and she jumped up, ignoring the tingling that had arisen in her numb leg. She stood in front of the window, the immense hope that had been born in her evaporating suddenly and her heart squeezing when she saw that it was only the neighbor's car. She had been waiting for several days, that as usual he would come back after her, coming to park his old bronco behind her car. Which wouldn't happen again. The ringing of her cell phone sounded, pulling out her from her thoughts, she threw herself on it on the coffee table and another ounce of disappointment shook her heart when she saw "James" displayed on the screen. She tried to suppress the sobs in her voice that would have betrayed her.

"I wondered if you were going to forget your daily call. You can tell them I'm still alive."

A sigh was heard at the end of the line.

"Don't take it in that tone. You know they're just worried about you, and so am I."

"There's nothing to worry about J, everything is fine, I'm fine."

"Mau.. You know you can tell me anything."

"There's nothing to say James. Tell the parents that I'm fine, it's nothing. It's part of life, no matter how unpleasant, and you should know it better than anyone." She tried to joke by mocking her younger brother who was more used to failures in love than successes.

After a brief silence, a weak "Um." of his brother was heard, in response to his mother who was to be hanged on the phone next to him and who wanted to transmit a message through her son. He resumed in a voice that Maureen recognized, almost embarrassed, who despite her mother's request already knew her sister's answer without having to ask her.

"You know, I'd like to see my sister again, you know.. Wednesday evenings."

A slight smile stretched the girl's lips, she imagined very well her brother scratching the back of his head, this gesture always accompanying his embarrassed tone, because he suspected her answer but just wanted to please his mother. Her gaze landed on the calendar hanging on the side of the fridge and she realized that today was Wednesday, Wednesday had always been the games and pizza evening at the Kazanskys' house. She was pretty sure that this phone call and request had been premeditated by her parents. A silence of a few seconds was created between the siblings. Maureen couldn't deny that for some time she had been isolated and distanced from her parents, who were only trying to help her.

"I'll be there for 7 p.m.", she finally announced, hearing her mother's relief next to her brother.

Present day.

"It's a surprise." Rooster resumed a little stunned.

"That's what we can say yes." This was absolutely not the case for her, having learned the day before that he had returned and therefore perfectly expecting to see him. Even if she would have liked to avoid it.

A throat clearing broke the silence that had formed around them and Natasha put her arm under her friend's, making them turn their heels and change the subject.

"Alright, so how about an evening at the Hard Deck, like in the good old days?"

Phoenix grimaced when Jake gave her a slight blow in the ribs, making her big eyes considering that the pilot had just gaffered. The good old days, the parties she always shared with them, because she went there with Rooster. Natasha bit the inside of her lip realizing that she may have blundered well, and they all watched for their friend's reaction. She just smiled, if she wanted to spend time with them she would have to put up with Bradley's presence, to her greatest despair.

"Count on that." She replied with a frank smile that was meant to be reassuring for them.

In the evening Maureen went to this famous bar that had seen the birth of so many moments of complicity, laughter, anguish. When she pushed open the door, she was greeted by a female voice expressing her joy at seeing her again.

"Maureen! What a pleasure to see you again." The young woman approached the bar and over the counter Penny bent down to take her in her arms. "I knew you had come back to California but I didn't expect to see you walk through the doors of this bar." She confessed to her, glancing over the shoulder of the young woman who followed her gaze to fall on Rooster in the background who was chatting with Bob and Phoenix. Maureen turned back to the barmaid with a pinched smile.

"I'm a rock. Nothing can reach me." She winked at her before taking the pint Penny had just put on the bar, accompanied by a "Welcome back.". You bet that nothing could reach her, she could try to convince others, but it would never work on herself. She had become a rag after Bradley Bradshaw  broke her heart, and to be honest she would have preferred to erase what she had been at that time from her memory. Maureen made her way through the crowd to join the team, she was greeted and cheered by Coyote who put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her temple and Jake who handed her the pool tail.

"No fear I'll beat you Bagman?"

The blonde addressed her his legendary smile accompanied by his real pain look.

"As far as you're concerned, that nickname goes to someone else tonight." He joked as everyone broke down and held their breaths at what Jake had just said. He hadn’t wanted to revive painful memories, took in the mood and the teasing spirit he had just wanted to mocke his friend. Maureen found herself with her mouth open not knowing what to say, caught off guard. Nevertheless, not in the slightest hurt by Jake's words she began to laugh and took the tail that Jake was holding out to her.

"You score a point."

All relaxed but remained surprised by their friend's reaction. Maureen thought it was adorable that they tried to spare her, but she had managed to move on. And showing it would relax the atmosphere. A general mocking "Oooh" on their part was heard mocking Rooster who nodded his head, embarrassed and perhaps even a little offended. After shooting, the young woman passed the tail to Reuben with whom she was playing against Javy and Jake. She took her beer drinking a sip, glancing at Rooster over her glass, and her heart missed a beat when she saw that he was watching her. She then looked away to report it to the game. She easily managed to turn her attention to something other than Bradley during the evening, who had stayed away from her, as if he was keeping a safe distance from her. Nevertheless, when it was her turn to play again, she leaned over the pool table to shoot and while he had stayed away until then, she felt Rooster pass right by her and position himself behind her to address Reuben who was also standing behind her back waiting for him to play. While she thought she was safe from relapse, she remembered different times when Bradley had stood right behind her when they were playing pool. His hands always finding their way on her hips, in her lower back, and once in particular, when while she had bent down, that day wearing a light dress, had taken advantage of his colleagues being distracted by something else to bend over her, and slide his hand over her thigh, gently raising the hem of her dress on her thigh whispered in her ear how much effect she was making on him in this position and dress. At this memory she lost concentration and when she shot, missed her target, which provoked the cries of jubilation of the opposing duo and the manifestation of disappointment of her teammate to whom she apologized with a sorry pout.

She straightened up and met Bradley's gaze as he plunged his eyes into her own with an indecipherable neutral expression. He wore this expression during the hour that followed, Maureen feeling the insistent look of her ex on her no matter what she was doing or where she stood. Was he trying to make her understand something?

As she was about to go to him to ask him why he was staring at her so much, a rather noisy group of men rushed into the bar, one of them looking for someone over the crowd. A smile stretched his lips and he slapped the arm of one of the men who accompanied him before heading to the small group around the billiards. The man who had been next to him turned his head towards him feeling the slap on his arm and followed in his footsteps followed by their comrades.

Javy who was leaning on the pool table, Jake sowing him not to miss his shot, straightened up when he saw the group coming, Jake doing the same then followed by the rest of the team. They were surprised to see Maureen leave them to meet the group of guys and happily welcome the kiss of the man who was obviously looking for her a few seconds before.

"Who's that?" Rooster suddenly asked  as he got up from his stool, his beer in hand, the other in his pocket. Natasha stood next to him and gave him a"Seriously?" meaning look.

"Um, don't forget that you’re the one who dumped her Rooster." Bob stammered and quickly looked away when the brown suddenly turned his head towards him.

"What are you doing there?" She asked the man who put her arm around her waist.

"Well you told me you were coming here with your pilot friends. I was with the guys and we thought the real navy men were going to come and show them what they looked like." He sneered. Maureen greeted the man's friends before turning to hers. Jake raised an eyebrow and glanced at Javy, and Mickey and Reuben imitated them. The real men of the Navy?

"An introduction is necessary I think. Oliver, this is Robert, Natasha, Mickey, Reuben, Jake, Javy and Bradley. Bob, Phoenix, Fanboy, Payback, Hangman, Coyote and Rooster, pilots. Guys, this is Oliver, Charlie, Warren, Jarod and Lloyd, SEALs." Oliver's gaze hooked Rooster's and hardened before resting his eyes on Maureen with his tender look. She was against him, his arm around her waist, Maureen's hand resting on his shoulder making shine in the light of the bar the origin of Rooster's behavior.

"Oliver is my fiancé." She admitted.

A fairly positive general reaction animated the pilots.

"I wasn't really sure if it was that since you hadn't talked about it yet but the ring spoke for itself." Phoenix sneered before coming to take her friend in her arms to congratulate her.

"Personally, I hadn't even paid attention to it, congrats Kazansky." Hangman said with a smile on the corner of his lips as he raised his beer.

All congratulated her except Rooster who had remained in the background and had difficulty welcoming the news. It was for this reason that he had had the look so insistent for a good part of the evening. As if he had tried to make her understand by his gaze, that he had understood by seeing the ring, and that it bothered him. But he had lost the right to say anything a long time ago. Phoenix gave him a discreet elbow in the ribs to tell him to react before it was badly perceived.

"Congratulations to both of you." He finally let go before finishing the end of his beer with a dry stroke.

"Would you be up for a friendly pool competition then?" Oliver said happily.

"Deal. But don’t believe that it’s because you are going to marry our friend that we will spare you." Jake said before handing Oliver a tail. The pilots placed on one side of the billiards, the SEALs on the other.

Maureen smiled amused and then turned on her heels, making her way to the bar into the crowd to order a new round for everyone. She was stopped on the way by a hand on her arm that made her turn around. She found herself face to face with Rooster who wore a look that was both cold and painful.

"What is -"

"Are you really going to get married?" He cut her dryly. She widened her eyes, surprised by his gall.

"Yes Bradley I'm going to get married. Does it bother you? Too bad, maybe you should have thought about it before dumping me when you left for the other side of the world." She replied in a scathing tone, releasing her arm from his grip. "I find you have gall, I remind you that if we are there it’s by your fault, you are the last person to have something to say about it." He opened his mouth to get ready to say something when she immediately resumed. "And you want me to tell you, it's even planned for very soon, his friends all came especially from Virginia for his bachelor party. My parents are delighted, his too, Mav is delighted, our friends as well and just as much as us."

"Mav knows?" He said puzzled, surprised that he hadn't tried to talk to him about it.

"Obviously he is, you birdbrained, he is my uncle as much as he was yours and if you hadn’t turned your heels while he sought to respect the will of your mother, you would know."

"Wait, what?" He shook his head surprised by so much information.

"Move on Bradley, as you forced me to do it."

On this words she turned her heels leaving him alone in the middle of the crowd stunned by these revelations.

Punishment

Pairing: Ron "Slider" Kerner x f!reader (no use of Y/N)

Summary: She's trying to punish him for not having told her something, he's gonna punish her for her attitude.

Warnings: MINOR DNI, daddy kink, oral sex receiving for him, spanking, dominant - submissive, me being a simp for Slider? I plead guilty your honor.

Plunged in her book she didn’t raise her eyes when the mattress sagged next to her and that an arm came to slip on her belly followed by a brown head, one of her hands which held the book came to slip in his hair.

"Hey you, how was your day?"

"I missed you." Ron replied in a muffled sound against her shirt. "Did you already take a shower?" He asked hoping that it wasn't the case.

"I did." He grumbled and straightened his head just to look at her over her book. "You could have waited for me."

She looked up at him over the book.

"You're a big boy, since when do you need me to take a shower?"

His mischievous look and smirk gave her the answer to her question, making her roll her eyes.

"Someone's horny tonight." She muttered, returning her attention to her reading.

"Always when I see you." He lowered the book and dove toward her to crush his lips on hers, which made her laugh and she pushed him away without really any great conviction.

"You stink Slider."

"Okay okay, I leave, but don't get too comfortable, I'm not finished with you yet." 

The bed creaked when he got up to go to the bathroom and she looked up, biting her lip and wondering if the bed would need to be changed once again. The previous one hadn't withstood the daily and perhaps too energetic exercises of the couple, this one already announcing signs of weakness.  When Ron came out of the bathroom with a simple towel around his waist, she barely looked up from her book to devour him discreetly with her eyes. God he was beautifully cut, when he reached over the dresser to leave his watch there, a sudden wave of heat went up in her at the sight of his muscular forearm and his biceps sticking out. Clearly his muscular arms had always had a great effect on her.

"Enjoying the view?" He asked with a teasing tone.

Her eyes quickly returned to the page of her book, a hint of red coloring her cheeks, busted like a young teenager ogling the muscular high school

apollo.

"Don't dare to climb on the bed while you're still wet."

"Oh princess, there is someone else who's getting to be wet."

She rolled her eyes and threw her book at him, which he avoided with a laugh.

"I'm still mad at you Ron. Give me that book." She said raising her hand to him so he gives her the book she just has thrown.

"Oh you're showing it perfectly well." He laughed ironically, leaning over to get the book and move forward to her. "I said I was sorry."

"Don't care, you wouldn't have to apologize if you told me."

"Are you gonna be mad at me forever?"

"You should have told me what happened, you could have died out there!"

"And I'm alive! And I can show you how much I am by the way. 

"Ron."

"Baby."

"Give me that book."

"Please?"

"Please Ron give me that damn book." He was about to give it to her and when she was about to take it, pulled it away with a smile.

"Say it. You know how to correctly ask for something princess."

"You're really cheeky to pushing further that direction right now."

He leaned toward her, "Say it." he added in a breath.

She looked into his eyes, which she tried to be as hard as possible, and added in a dry tone, "Fine."

"I'm waiting darling."  The glint of mischief that constantly animated his gaze when he was with her shone in his eyes, he enjoyed pushing her to her limits.

"Daddy please, give me that book." 

"No princess, that's still sounds like an order. You know I can't accept that."

Her chest heaved with a deep breath, was she upset or was this having the desired effect?

"Daddy please, could you give me that book?"

"I rather prefer that tone." He then gave her the book which she took, less curtly than she would have liked, with a few words he had managed to make pudding out of her. Now he could have done whatever he wanted with her but she wouldn’t flinch. She had been scared to death by what had happened on his mission in the Pacific after his graduation. He could have died out there, and that event made her realize that he was going to put his life in constant danger. She would never have a peaceful mind when he would be left. But that wasn't what made her angry, it was the fact that he hadn't told her and that she had found out by chance, by talking to Wolfman and Hollywood's girlfriends. Even so, her anxiety had gotten the better of her anger and she couldn't give him what he deserved as well as she would have liked. She now needed most of all to feel him close to her, to have him hold her and reassure her that he was there, that he was okay, and to make love to her as if it had been the last time. She was incapable of being angry with him. Which he knew very well and was taking advantage of it.

"You should deserve to be on your knees for that attitude young lady."

"Yeah count on that." She mumbled before opening the book where she had left it and take back her reading.

"I really don't like that attitude of yours tonight princess."

"Ron, shut up, I'm trying to read, which is by the way far more interesting than you."

A growl sounded in the pilot's chest and without waiting any longer he snatched the book from her hands before tossing it to the other side of the bed.

"Hey!" She exclaimed in a protest.

"On your knees."

"Or what?" She replied challenging him.

"Don't make me say it twice."

"I'm not in a mood to play Ron." She said standing up from the bed determinate not to give him the task easy and to retrieve her book. He stopped her by grabbing her forearm and squeezing it, not too hard so as not to hurt her but just enough to make her understand that he wasn't playing.

"I said, on your knees." Her heart sped up and she vainly tried to keep a straight and assertive posture, her head cool so as not to show him the effect he was having on her by acting this way. And then without knowing why, she burst out laughing, which took him by surprise, and he frowned. "I'm not sure you're in a good position to laugh. You are just making your case worse."

"That's enough Ron." Perturbed by her reaction he unconsciously loosened his grip around her arm and she took the opportunity to extract herself and leave the room after retrieving her book. He stood up and followed her up the stairs.

"You know your efforts to show you don't want that are futile, you crave for it."

She rolled her eyes as she made her way to the living room, if he wouldn't let her read in their room she would stay in the couch. Knowing full well that it was utopian since he wasn't going to leave her alone. He caught up with her and pressed his torso against her back, one hand on her arm along her body, the other on her stomach.

"Everything in you is screaming for that. It's been days you fight against it, you think it's part of your so-called punishment? But you're dying for me to take you and make you scream my name. We both know that, and everything in you is calling for me. The way you walk in front of me, making dance your hips, the way you bend over to pick something you probably let dropped on purpose, the way you laugh with others to make me jealous, you think I didn't see it?" His whisper in her ear and his breath in her neck woke up butterflies in her stomach and she bit her lower lip trying not to fall right at his feet. "Really babe? Letting your lace panties drawer open just for me to see it? It's childish, but you know how well it works. So now you're gonna obey like the good daddy's girl you are and beg for me to spare your tiny ass." He placed a kiss in her neck and smile feeling how warm her skin was. "Say you're gonna."

"I will." Her voice softened, shit, how fucking right he was.

"I need more than that princess."

"I will beg for daddy not to wreck me."

"But will I listen?"

"No."

"Why won't I?"

"Because I truly want you to wreck me." 

"But still, you know how much I love to hear you beg." She nodded. "Now what did I ask you?"

She then knelt and put her hands flat on her thighs as how he taught her to be. Still behind her he caressed her hair and lean over her to leave a kiss on the top of her head.

"You know you'll be rewarded if you obey. I don't want to be hard on you, but something you don't give me any other choice."

She let him speak without adding anything, had she wanted to punish him for hiding what had happened during the mission? Of course she had. Had it worked for even a fraction of a second? Absolutely not. Was she going to be reluctant at what he was about to do? No way, she wanted it too much for that. Ron came to place himself in front of her and she raised her eyes looking at him through her eyelashes, he showed a satisfied smile. Without him having to say anything, she undid the knot of the towel that he always had on his waist and this one fell on the ground revealing all his excitement. She held back a smile and took him in hand, a sigh crossed his lips when he felt her warm hand wrap around him. His glance anchored in hers while she gratified him slow back and forth making him shiver. One of his hands slipped into her hair that he grabbed and she approached the face to take him between her lips, caressing his sensitive foreskin of her lips which tore him a groan, he contracted his thighs when he slipped entirely into her mouth, feeling her tongue on his length. Tightening his grip on her hair he pushed further into her throat making her cough as he began to tap in. Her second hand went to his thigh to grab onto something as he fucked her throat with vigor making her almost choke on his member. Closing his eyes he tilt the head back filled with a feeling of plenitude, slowing down its movements of pelvis, she took advantage of it to breath again. Embedding her nails in the skin of his thigh, taking him down a grunt, she literally impaled her throat on his cock activating to make him come. When he was on the point to pour himself in her throat he pulled firmly on her hair to tilt her head backwards.

"What does daddy's girl then."

She swallowed his seed as he filled her mouth, feeling the warm liquid flow down her throat.

"Such a good girl." He caressed her cheek with his thumb before reaching out to her to straighten up, she took it and stood up welcoming a passionate and fiery kiss from Ron whose one hand slid between her loins, the other finding its way back to her hair. Head back she closed her eyes as he buried his face in her neck to lay kisses and nibble her skin before sliding down her shoulder.

"Ronnie.." She moaned.

“Yes love."

"Fuck me."

Brushing her ear with the tip of his lips, his chuckle echoed in her ear.

"Daddy please fuck me." She whimpered. 

"Put your hands on the wall." 

She turned around and put the palms of her hands on the wall facing her and knowing what he was about to do, bend over a bit, while he took off her pants and her panties. Before she could say something, she felt his hand smashed on her butt, biting her lips trying not to escape a moan. She received another spanking and a small scream of pleasure came through her lips followed by a third one, no longer trying to hold it back.

She gasped when he spoke into her ear, not expecting him to be so close. "You're not supposed to enjoy your punishment princess.” He said amused before putting a kiss on her shoulder. "Do you want me to continue?" She nodded her head in response which stretched a smile on Ron's face. A fourth one, butterflies were felt in her stomach. Fifth one, a louder scream. Sixth one, she felt the blood in her clit making it grow with pleasure. Seventh, she couldn't wait no more.

"Ron please fuck me!" She beg making him chuckle.

Pressing himself against her he put his hands on her hips and slipped in her tearing her a moan of ecstasy tilting the head backwards, beginning with slow back and forth, so that she could feel him going and coming in her of all his length. He quickly accelerated the cadence, making resound in the room the sound of his skin to slap against hers. Nestling his face in her neck, which stifled his hoarse moans, he placed his hands on hers still on the wall. She felt him pressing in her back to penetrate her as deeply as possible, then she took off one of her hands of the wall to come to place it behind his nape of the neck as she could and he covered her arm and her wrist of kisses, wrist around which he rolled up his long fingers, his other hand always on hers on the wall sliding along her arm and coming to slip on her belly, tightening her, desperate to feel her against him. Hearing her moan his name increased his pleasure tenfold, when he felt her legs start to shake he knew that she was not far from the orgasm, then he tightened his embrace around her waist and kissed her behind the ear.

"Marry me." He whispered in her ear making her wide open her eyes in shock.

"Tha-That's unexpected." She blew between two moans.

"I think it's a very original way to propose." He chuckled getting deeper inside her to finally break her, filling the room with her yelling drowning with him into a powerful orgasm. "Should I take that for a yes?" He laughed, she trying to find her breath.

"No more secret."

"No more secret." He replied tightening her in his arms and kissing her cheek.

Hair color

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x f!pilot reader (call sign Daisy)

Summary: Is it reader's new hair color that pushes Jake to finally tell her that he is interested in her?

Warnings: None

Hello friends! Here I am again after a hiatus. I've lost a bit of inspiration and I'm searching for it again. This on is a try, and will try to post a story once a week or every two weeks. Sorry for the quality of this one, I'm not very happy with it..

Comfortably seated on one of the break room sofas, she was reading the latest novel on which she had set her heart on while waiting for her turn for the day's exercises. She saw movement around her out of the corner of her eye and heard a slumping sound on the couch opposite where Hangman had just dropped himself.

She felt his gaze on her and breathed out deeply before taking a quick look over the top of her book and seeing him sunken into the couch, one arm stretched over the top of the backrest, the other hand resting on his thigh, his leg bent, ankle on the knee. He was playing with a toothpick between his teeth, his legendary pain-in-the-ass smile on the corner of his lips. She returned her gaze to her book and said, "What?

"What? I'm not allowed to admire the painting?"

She raised her eyes and turned the page of her book.

"I wonder what made you do that." He said.

"Oh Geez." She slammed the book shut and stood up, having no desire to hear his opinion, which she didn't care about, but which he would feel compelled to give.

"Eh eh." He chuckled and stood up in turn to face her and stop her from going any further.

"Jake refrain from saying anything, no one cares what you think."

He chuckled and took her hand to pull her towards him when she tried to step around him and she instinctively took a step back. He raised his other hand and tucked her hair behind her ear in a more tender gesture than she would have expected from him.

"It looks good on you. It gives you a sexier, femme fatale feel."

She raised her eyes once more and tried to withdraw her hand of his by making a step backwards but he drew it again towards him more firmly, as to avoid entering in collision with his chest she put the palm of her free hand on this one. A cloud had formed in her brain and all her thoughts were swirling, one caught in the other, without ability to think clearly. What was happening?

"Come on sweet Daisy, why are you resisting? Any resistance only fuels this sexual tension between us, you know that."

For far too long the two pilots had known each other and hung around without anyone being able to clearly define the nature of their relationship. One day they seemed to be getting along fine and the next one they could barely stand each other's presence. They had graduated the same year and lost touch afterwards, each trying to take their careers to the next level, sometimes hearing about the other's accomplishments. Hangman and Daisy had become acquaintances who had just been graduated Top Gun at the same time, yet at that time they had constantly seemed like an old couple. And while they had lost touch, fate had brought them together for the most important mission of their careers. 

To say that they were not attracted to each other would have been a lie but they preferred to put all their energy into showing that they hated each other, they alone were still trying to convince themselves of this while everyone around them exasperated by their behavior were only waiting for one thing, that they finally end up having sex.

He slipped his second hand between her kidneys and a smirk stretched his lips which were only a few inches of hers and the tingling that she had so much been able to feel near him woke up in the bottom of her stomach.

"I have to admit, you used to have an effect on me, but this color... makes you look so much wilder."

"Jake shut up."

He was about to retort when their names were heard through the radio indicating to them to gain their respective planes for the exercise. Without undoing her glance of his she moved back and he let fall his hands slipping them in his pockets while following her out of the room and in the corridor.

"I've got your back dear Daisy." He said as he tilted his head to the side, his eyes resting on her ass. "As always." He added with a sly smirk as she rolled her eyes once again.

He may have been talking about her butt, but once they were in the air it couldn't have been more true. If there was one person Hangman never turned away from in flight, it was Daisy. And it was for this reason that everyone quickly realized that there was something between the two pilots. Even if no one could ever say what it was.

To her surprise, Jake didn't insist, no mockery, no reflections of any kind, just his usual haughty and overconfident air, even sometimes looking elsewhere. She didn't see him again all day, which annoyed her because she had been waiting for that. They had been circling each other years ago, they were still circling each other now, and even today she wasn't going to tell him clearly what she wanted from him, what she wanted from them. After all he obviously didn't intend to do it either, perhaps because in his case he only wanted to have fun? That's why she didn't say anything, their expectations were probably different. While she was ruminating lost in her reflections, she was drawn into a corner of the corridor that led her to the locker room, let out a cry of pure surprise that was muffled by a hand over her mouth. Her raised eyebrows frowned as she saw the blonde head standing proudly in front of her. Grabbing the hand over her mouth she abruptly withdrew it.

"What the hell are you doing Seresin?" She hissed.

"I needed a moment alone with my favorite rival."

"Oh the quota of time to be able to be alone with you has far exceeded today." She said dryly.

His sly smile stretched enough to reveal his white teeth that dressed up his perfect smile. As far as she could remember and no matter what the circumstances, she had never seen him not smile.

"It didn't seem to bother you earlier though."  Eyebrow raise number 764830862 which made him chuckle. "Stop acting like it really bothers you."

"What do you want? You have two minutes."

"You. And I'm afraid that's not enough."

He moved toward her, forcing her to back away and she bumped into the cold wall. As he had done earlier in the afternoon, he tucked her hair behind her ear and shivers ran down her spine. He leaned in to place a kiss on her neck and she closed her eyes, slipping a hand over her waist he pulled her against him and placed his lips on hers. He gave her the most tender kiss she'd probably ever had in her life and she didn't expect to receive from Jake Seresin. He was the kind of man who would put you up against the wall and give you the best sex you could get, taking away the use of your legs for a while. She opened her eyes again as he pulled away from her and placed his hand on the wall next to her head.

"As much fun as this game has been going on now, it's probably time to stop playing cat and mouse."

She looked at him puzzled, not understanding what he was getting at. Had he found more fun elsewhere? Had he grown bored and found a new prey?

"We lost touch the first time years ago.” He continued.  “I'm not letting you go without saying anything this time."

"Who are you and what have you done with that arrogant dickhead?"

He chuckled and took a few steps back, reaching out to offer her his hand to take.

"You're the only one I don't want to be that dickhead with anymore."

"But still arrogant?" She raised an eyebrow as she took his hand.

"You can't take away my best quality." He replied with his usual arrogant smile which had the merit of making her laugh. "Let me have your back dear Daisy.”

As he had always done, he had always looked out for her and he would continue to do so, a little closer from now on.