Trouble With Double|| Sam Drake X Reader X Nathan Drake Smut

Trouble With Double || Sam Drake x Reader x Nathan Drake Smut

Summary: Choosing one of the brothers is a difficult choice. So why not choose both?

Warnings: Smut!

Words: 2350

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Request by: @drakesfortuneseeker​​

You came to the bar along your boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend now.  

He was mean as always, putting you on display only. You were a toy to him, but you were clenching your teeth and tried not to complain. Yet, he had crossed the line this time when he started struggling with you for not giving him all of your attention. After a huge argument, you left the lodge, your ex-boyfriend and his already drunk friends and walked right to the bar; all you needed was a drink.

Why didn't you tell him that you're leaving with the men that you met at the bar that you already like 20 times more than him? Because you found it unnecessary. He was done to you.

And the best pick-up line was a tight dress, which you wore that evening.

You met two men at the bar; they claimed to be brothers. Taking fact you were bored and slightly drunk, you started flirting with them, and you didn't even realize when the three of you had left the pub.

"So," Sam hummed wrapping his arm around your waist pulling you closer to his side. "I would suggest for us to go visit my place. I have a nice, big bed, perfect for a queen like you," the older brother purred into your ear.

"Yea, sure. The bed with a mess and cigarettes scent filling the room,” the younger brother laughed. "I have a nice, cozy flat. We can go there," Nathan hummed.

Boys were back from really hard journey. They wanted to relax and have some fun, so it was normal that when the said fun was stuck between them, they were going to fight over it.

"Oh, so now I'm a queen instead of a doll, huh?," You teased, slipping hands into man's thick, brownish hair.

His grasp on your waist tightened but you didn't mind.

You looked at younger man who you were holding hands with. "Where's your flat, handsome? I suggest us to go to the place which is closer."

"You are both, a doll and a queen. You are everything," Sam hummed pulling out the pack of the cigarettes. The older Drake growled annoyed at your idea with the closer flat when the younger man laughed loudly.

"Well than! We go to my flat," Nathan said proudly when Sam rolled his eyes, letting out some smoke trough his nose.

You squeezed Nathan's hand and slipped out of Sam's embrace. You hugged to Nathan's side and slipped your hand right into back pocket of his jeans, squeezing his ass.

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Soon, the three of you got to a Nathan’s place. It was a cozy flat indeed. All clean and ready for any kind of visitors.

"Looks like a your wife cleaned it well, Nate," Sam said walking inside; his brother wasn't married but at this point the older Drake was ready to do whatever he could to get your attention.

The younger Drake frowned. "Someone is jealous,” he almost sang.

"Boys," you chuckled as soon as you entered the flat and out your purse on the hanger. "Don't need to be jealous, you're brothers after all, so I bet you know how to share," with a cocky smile on your red lips, you dropped your leather jacket down, to the floor.

Sam blinked and laughed. "Share? With him? Doll, my brother is so innocent that I bet he doesn't know what to put where and I am not in the mood for the talk about bees and flowers," older brother shrugged.

"Oh, shut up! You were in the prison for so long that for sure you forgot where the pussy is!," Nathan barked, pointing at Sam.

"Oh, I can show you some of your own teeth, smartass," Sam growled at Nate.

Two drunk men and a beautiful lady wasn't a good mix. Both boys wanted to have your full attention.

You observed their little argument, smirking; the fight over your attention made you felt special for the very first time in a great while.

You simply entered the living room you found on the right side of flat. "Guys. If you're going to argue some more, I'm afraid I'll have to play with myself on my own!"

Both men looked at each other and huffed angrily. Nate and Sam wanted your attention, so if there was no other way, they indeed would have to share.

"Well... If you put stuff this way, doll. We'll share," Sam chuckled moving closer to you.

"But only if you drop a bit more than just a plane jacket," Nathan hummed following his brother.

Furrowing  your brows and curling lips in a wry grin, you walked to older man and grabbed hems of his jeans jacket, pulling him into a deep kiss. He tasted like beer and cigarettes, and you had to admit you loved it.

Soon, you broke the kiss to grab his palm and pull him behind you, right to the couch. You pressed on man's chest, forcing him to sit down.

Then, you tilted head and approached younger Drake. You wrapped arms tightly around his neck, slowly kissing his jaw line. The strong scent of his cologne hit your nostrils, and you hummed.

Nathan laughed softly and looked at you. "Enjoying yourself? I want to remind you that there are two of us, sweetheart."

Sam got comfortable on the couch, licking his lips and enjoying the little show. "Exactly and the time we spent in the bar was enough for us. We are honestly tired of waiting."

You kissed Nathan's lips slowly, gently biting his lower lip in the end.

After that you moved away and dropped your high heels off your feet. Then, you reached to your back where the zipper of your dress was located and you unzipped it slowly, licking your lips with a tip of your tongue.

Nathan walked to you from behind and pulled your hands away from to zipper. He took it in his hands and unzipped the dress, quickly pulling it down your body.

"Well, like I said we are getting bored of waiting, doll. If we would need a tease, we would pay for the whore to serve us," Sam explained and got up from the couch. He walked closer, admiring your body.

You leant your back against Nathan's chest, still covered beneath a fitted, blue t-shirt. You licked your lips and smiled at older man, pushing your hips forward to him. "I'm not teasing, at all," you mumbled quietly. "I just like when men are getting all hot for something," you grabbed Sam's hand and pulled him closer, locking his mouth with yours.

Sam kissed you back and slipped his tongue past your lips, deepening the kiss pretty quickly. His tongue dominated yours easily.

Nathan kissed your neck and shoulder as both of his hands moved under your lacy panties to cup your heat.

You hummed in the kiss with Sam as you felt other man's fingers playing with your clit. The sensation built within your abdomen was unbearable; you got pretty wet already. Pressing your butt to Nathan's crotch, you hummed again as a bulge could be easily sensed, even through material of his jeans.

Your hands moved down Sam's chest to rest in his belt. With skilled fingers you unblocked it.

Sam looked at you with smile. "Good girl, pay equal attention to us or your will have to play with yourself alone,” he warned.

“We are more than sure you do not want us to only watch you," Nathan said with smile.

You turned your head to Nathan and kissed him while one of your hands was placed right onto the bulge built within his jeans. You hummed at the kiss, then turned to kiss Sam.

You unzipped Sam's fly, and turned to do the same with Nathan's pants.

When you were done, Sam gently pushed you down to your knees. "Don't play around," he said pushing his pants down together with his boxers.

Nathan removed his pants and boxers as well.

You looked up at Sam at first, then you moved glance to Nathan, smiling innocently.

A quick look at their manhood and you already knew Sam will not enter you as easily as Nathan will.

You grabbed both cocks, and gave them few strokes. At first, you wrapped lips around Nathan's shaft.

Nathan moaned softly. "Oh fuck, just like that. Oh, these lips of yours feel so good around me. I hope your pussy will be just as good," he hummed.

Samuel only chuckled, pulling your hair in a ponytail. He held them like this tightly in his hand, pulling on them a little.

You hummed deeply as Sam caught your hair.

Nathan's cock slipped out of your mouth with loud, wet noise. You took a moment to kiss his tip, then your attention went fully to older man. Tip of your tongue touched his tip, and shortly after you bobbed your head back and forth, sucking on his cock. Meantime, of course, your other hand was jerking Nathan a little.

Sam groaned and hummed happily, enjoying the feeling of your lips around his cock. He used the opportunity and started to thrust his hips, pushing his member further down your throat. "Let's see how much you can take."

You relaxed your throat and jerked Nathan harder, swallowing entire cock of Sam, gagging yourself a little bit. Then, you pulled it out of your mouth and sucked younger Drake some more, deep-throating him as well.

Nathan moaned. "Fuck, if you keep doing this I will fill this pretty mouth of yours with my cum," he hummed.

"We do not want that. Not yet. Come here," Sam pulled you away from Nate and picked you up, looking at you. "So, now it's up to you. Who gets the front and who gets the trunk?," He joked, squeezing your ass.

You licked your lips and kissed him, sucking on his lower lip. "I want you to get the pussy," you informed him, almost moaning. "But I don't know if this..," you touched his shaft with your fingers, "… will fit in. I'm pretty tight."

"I can see you take the best stuff, girl," Sam hummed and kissed your cheek gently. "Don't worry about that. I bet that this tight pussy of yours got wet enough for my cock to slip in and... A little bit o stretching won't hurt that much."

Nathan rolled his eyes. "She is worried about her pussy. What about this ass?," He said, rubbing your back. "Bet it's tight as well."

You looked at Nathan above your shoulder and blushed. "Apparently I prefer anal sex and I've done this few times before, so, you know," you winked at him and undone clasps of your bra, taking it off.

Nathan chuckled and spat on his hand to make his cock nice and slick. "You prefer anal, huh? We'll see about that," he said, moving closer.

"We will see how you can handle two man, fucking you nicely," Sam commented and set you down for a moment to remove your panties. Soon, you were pressed between two men.

"Ready?," The older one asked.

"From the day I was born," you replied and kissed his jaw. You slowly straddled man's lap and lowered yourself on his cock.

It took a second or two before his cock started to slide in your wetness. You rolled head back, moaning.

Sam smiled watching how nicely his cock moved in and out of you. "Ha, ya see, it wasn’t that bad, now it will get fun, love," his hand moved down your belly until it reached your clit.

"Yes, it will," Nathan hummed, pressing the tip of his cock to your second hole. Soon, he was pushing slowly in, inch by inch.

You pressed your boobs to Sam's chest and let him take over control. As soon as Nathan entered you, you moaned loudly, the pleasure was almost unbearable. You parted lips and gasped loudly. "Fuck!," You grunted quietly.

Both men started to move slowly. Sam's fingers kept dancing in your clit while Nathan's hands cupped your tits to play with your nipples.

Gasping quietly, you turned your head to Nathan and begged him to place a kiss to your lips. When he did, you hummed happily and tried to roll your hips for them.

Men started to move a little faster as soon as you relaxed a little bit. "No need to be so quiet."

"We want to hear you, doll," Sam said giving you a stronger push to earn the whimper of you.

You gasped loudly and clenched hands in fists on the sheets you were supporting yourself on. "Harder, harder!," You begged and a single tear strolled down your cheek as your pussy started clenching around Sam.

"You heard her. Move that ass, Nathan. Don't make the lady wait," Sam muttered.

"Shut up," Nathan barked back and both men granted your wish.

Soon, your pussy squeezed Sam that tight that he could move back of you. You rolled head back, and asked Nathan to kiss you. As he did, you cum around Sam's cock.

Both man followed you shortly. They filled your both holes to the brim with their warm cum.

"Fuck...," Nathan muttered, nuzzling to your neck. "Fuck indeed," Sam chuckled, placing kisses on your chest.

You chuckled and your hand traveled to Nathan's neck where you stroked him. A little kiss was then placed to Sam's cheek. "Thank you, boys, it was fucking amazing," you informed them.

"Thanks to you and your amazing pussy," Sam breathed out. "And that ass," Nathan added quickly. "So? What now? Do you wanna stay for tonight?," Younger brother asked.

As you got off Sam's lap, you turned around and nuzzled to Nathan. "With a pleasure, Nate," you whispered into his ear.

Sam smiled and quickly found his pants. He pulled out the pack of cigarettes and the lighter. "I will go to the window to smoke. I don't want to irritate your little nose, brother," Sam joked.

"Bite me," Nathan said, hugging you.

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The Angel Lost Her Wings ||Rafe Adler x Reader Smut

Summary: What will happen when an innocent girl that wants to have some fun meets a cocky millionaire on her way?

Warnings: Smut!

Words: 3617

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Request by: @grossograsso​

Short dress, stilettos, smoky eyes, straight hair  - you looked like a goddess that evening. You walked into the bar all alone, and immediately few people looked at you, most of guys have been riding your tail, yet you didn't mind it.

You walked to the bartender and ordered whiskey with ice cubes. That evening belonged to you, you felt it in your bones. Unfortunately, there was no one you could lay your glance on.

"Bartender! This drink is on me and make it two," a male voice said.

Rafe visited this bar to take his mind off of treasure hunting and all of this. What was better than a night out in the bar with a drink? Alcohol smoothed all the problems and beautiful ladies helped to relax and relase the tension.

Rafe saw you as soon as you walked in and he knew that you will warm his bed. Sooner or later.

You followed the voice and turned your head to see a well built man of average height and beautiful eyes.

Some unexpected tension has built up within your abdomen. You took a deep sip of your whiskey to distract yourself from glaring at this particular man.

"Well, some 'thank you' would be polite," Rafe said sitting next to you with his glass. "What such a star as you is doing in this place?," He asked before taking a sip of his drink.

"Thank you," it sounded more like a whisper but you shrugged your own tone off. "I'm just chilling, as you can see," you told him. "The real question is what the heir of fortune is doing in such a place," after these words you looked at him.

"Heir of fortune?," Rafe chuckled lowly and shrugged. "Oh, you know. As a heir of fortune I need to relax from time to time. Beautiful company and whiskey are the best ways to do it."

You nodded. "I've seen an interview with you in Forbes lately," you told him and finished your drink. "You must have very interesting life. All the travels you've had, all the places you've been to," you switched a little to face him, crossing legs nicely.

Rafe smiled and nodded. "Oh, yes. It is really interesting I must say, but it can be tiring just as much," he said and offered you his hand. "I am more than sure you know my name but I'd love to know yours."

"Y/N," you said dispassionately. "My name is Y/N."

"It's a pleasure to meet such a charming person as you, Y/N," Rafe said, taking your palm and placing a little kiss on top of it. Just like a real gentleman would.

You were surprised by man's behaviour. He seemed very chivalrous which had deeply touched you. "So you're not only the heir of a great fortune but also a true gentleman," with a little smile dancing in the corners of your lips you gave man a long glance.

"Well, it's kinda programmed in me. Heir of a great fortune needs to behave," Reafe shrugged and ordered two more drinks. He took the glasses and offered you one. "So? Maybe let's drink for this wonderful meeing, and please, call me Rafe."

"Rafe," his name rolled off your lips tenderly. "Rafael Adler," you added and took a glass from him. You took a sip and hummed at the burning taste on your tongue. "To this meeting then," you raised your glass and smiled at him. "When I went out an hour ago I didn't think I'd meet such a big star like you."

"Well, it must be your lucky day too, angel. Also, it's mine lucky day, indeed. I never expected to meet a cute girl in such a place," he chuckled and took sip of his drink. "And I am not a star. I am just rich."

You couldn't help but chuckled softly at his comment. "Whatever you say, dear," you told him and leaned forward a little. You opened your little purse and pulled out a pack of slim cigarettes. You offered him one.

Rafe smiled with a soft frown at your offer. He was in a cheap ass bar that was filled with people who weren't on his level, so he decided to stay withdrawn. "No, thanks, I don't smoke," he lied.

You lit a cigarette and inhaled the smoke, keeping it for a moment in your lungs. "Well," you gave him a look, "So what are you up to now, Mr Adler? Are you seeking another treasure?"

"Yes, actually. I am looking for Avery's treasure and for a nice company," Rafe told you honestly. "But I am more than sure I already found the second one."

You cocked your brow and tilted head a little while sending him an innocent grin. "Oh, did you? Mmmm, I bet she needs to be very fancy if she's gotten your eye."

Rafe hummed wrapping arm around your waist. He placed his hand on your thigh, playing with the fabric of your dress. "Oh, yes, she indeed is a very fancy lady," he smiled at you.

You wrapped arm around his neck and let a quiet hum of appreciation. Oh, he was spinning your head round! "Do you tell this to every girl? To make her land in your bedroom?," You scratched his neck with your nails gently.

Rafe laughed and shook his head. "Not really. You know me, I don't have time to fuck around. So only special girls hear this," he hummed, enjoying the feeling of your nails on his neck.

Your nails aggravated his skin for a longer while. "To fuck around, you say? I never would've pegged you for a womaniser type," you made a little fun of his words while exhaling the smoke right into his face.

"Because most of girls follow me because of the money and I can tell you are more than that," Rafe shrugged and gently touched your cheek, his thumb slowly caressed your soft skin.

You placed your palm on top of his and brushed your lips against his thumb, only to suck on it briefly. With a cocky smirk on your lips, you looked him in the eyes.

Rafe's smile grew when he watched you. "Yeah, you definietly are different," he cupped your cheek, moving closer to you. His lips hovered over yours. "Maybe I should take it to a nicer place than this ugly bar, huh?"

You brushed your lips against his cheek and moved forward to reach man's temple. There, you placed a little kiss and moved to his neck where you teased his pulse point with the tip of your tongue.

You didn't care that few people were watching the two of you with consternation and undoubted interest.

"Oh, you are the frisky one, huh, angel? Naughty girl that doesn't care about people watching?," Rafe asked, looking around a little. It all was much easier than he though.

You took a hold of his face by holding his chin and french kissed him, humming softly. After that, you got up from your spot, smoothening your dress.

Rafe watched you, licking his lips. He quickly finished his drink and moved from his bar stool. Wrapping his arm tightly around your waist, he whispered into your ear. "You are coming with me."

Rafe was more than sure that he won't be able to drive either because of an arousal and  alcohol.

One of many perks of being rich was chauffeur. Rafe walked to a huge, almost limousine-like car and opened back door, gesturing at you. "After you, angel."

You got into the car and took a comfortable place, crossing legs and putting your purse next to you. You waited politely for him to join you. You were already hot and all this thanks to this dangerously handsome devil.

Rafe joined you soon. "Maybe I should open a window for you, beautiful. You look hot in here," he joked softly and looked at the driver trough the little window. "Take us home. Tonight our lady choosed bed with breakfast."

The car drove off and Rafe reached into the little bar to pull out a bottle of expensive champagne.

You smiled at him innocently, just like you did in the pub. "I think I should pass," you told him, resting your head on a headrest. "How it is? To be a wealthy man?"

Rafe opened the bottle and simply took a big sip. "No drink, no answers, angel. We are having fun so let's really go for it," he stated offering you a bottle.

With hesitation written on your face you accepted the bottle however and took a sip. The champagne tasted amazingly good, the little bubbling on your tongue felt nice and refreshing. "Maybe let's play a game," you offered.

Rafe watched you, taking in every inch of your body. He hummed, nodding his head. "Okay, let's play."

"Truth or dare?," You dropped the simple question.

Rafe thought for a longer moment before smiling at you. "Truth."

"Is it true that you have collaborated with Samuel Drake?"

"I did. Sadly he is no longer among us. Great lose," Rafe said, taking the bottle from you to take a big sip. "Truth or dare."

"Truth."

"Just so I know with what am I dealing. Bush or clean shaved?," He asked sending you a nasty grin.

You couldn't help but blushed. "Clean shaved of course," you replied nonchalantly. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe laughed at your blush. "I need to make you blush whole night. You look cuter then, and truth."

"Is it truth what they say?," You asked innocently. "That you have had more girls than found treasures?"

Rafe almost choked with champagne he was drinking. "Oh fuck, no. Of course not," he shook his head while giving you the bottle.

You took a deep gulp and smiled at him while handing him the bottle back.

"Truth or dare?," Rafe asked simply.

"Dare."

"Suck my cock," Rafe ordered while playing with the bottle in his hands.

You ran the tip of your tongue along your upper lip and sent him a grin. "You're not fooling around, huh? You're simply getting to main things," you admitted and moved to take a place right next to him. Your palm was placed on his crotch and you massaged him there. Then, with your skilled fingers you undone his belt and fly and slipped hand within his pants to free his already hard cock out.

Rafe looked at you and shrugged. "No, main thing is your sweet little cunt. This is just a foreplay, angel. Get to work," he ordered.

You leaned down and wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock. You worked your tongue while moving your head down, taking his entire shaft into your mouth, almost gagging yourself. You bobbed your head back and forth, also pumping your hand around his shaft.

Rafe groaned and let his head roll back, enjoying the feeling of your lips around him. Despite the nice feeling, it quickly got boring, so he grabbed your hair tightly to keep you still and started to thrust his hips.

You moaned loudly at sudden contact but when he started fucking your mouth, you let him do that. You kept groaning to send some vibes to his cock. Also, you massaged his balls through his pants while still bobbing your head. You were working your tongue around his shaft, your saliva mixed with his precum was leaking down his cock, making the fabric of his pants wet.

"So you like having your throat fucked, huh?," He asked with a smile, making sure to push himself even deeper. "Guess I met a whore, not an angel."

You sucked him hardly, and when finally you managed to free yourself from his grasp, you spat on his tip and spread your saliva along his cock. "You met a girl that likes sex, that's all," you told him while jerking on his shaft until he throbbed and cum in your hand.

Rafe took a deep breatch and looked at you with smile, humming and nodding. "More like a girl who likes to stain my cock with her lipstick," he chuckled, running his hand trough your slightly messy hair. "But I need to admit, you are good at this."

"Been learning from the best," you replied and licked his cum off your lips. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe didn't bother to improve his pants and he wasn't going to give you any satisfaction, too. "Truth," he said, relaxing on his seat.

"Are you attracted to me?," You asked simply.

"Yes, I am attracted to you. You wouldn't be here if I wasn't attracted," Rafe said honestly. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

Rafe looked at you, thinking for a longer moment before sending you smile. He could tease you a little. "You want to feel my cock fucking your sweet, little pussy?"

You blushed and took a lock of your hair behind your ear. "Yes," you told him openly. You put hand to his upper thigh and leaned to him, just to brush your cheek against his slightly bearded one. "I want you to fuck this little cunt that was never touched by anyone before. Truth or dare?"

"Oh, well, well, well, I have sweet virgin here," he stated, pulling you on his lap. Rafe's arm wrapped around your waist, securing you in place. "I would never say that about you. Especialy after stuff you said and did. Virgin in those time? I was lucky enough to find a valuable treasure and it's all mine. Truth."

"How many girls have you had?," You asked and traced your fingertips along his cheeks. He smelled so good, his cologne had to be a mix of mush, cedar and mint.

"A few, angel," he shrugged, telling you the truth, in some way.

The car stopped and Rafe kissed your cheek. "The game time is over. Time to have a real fun."

Adler wasted no time. He left the car with you still in his arms, he wasn't doing it for the first time.

Rafe's mansion was huge, with a beautiful garden surrounding it. Man took you inside and immediately pressed you to wall right next the door.

You groaned lightly at sudden action of his. Your arms wrapped around his waist and rested on his back where you stroked him slowly. "Hi there," you whispered and rolled head aside to provide him with better access to your neck.

"Less talking, more doing," Rafe laid you on the floor, still trapping you between his arms. "Undress. Now."

Looking him in the eyes, you moved up a little to reach your back where the zipper of your dress was placed. You unzipped it and slipped the dress off your arms. Then, you moved your hips up and tugged the dress down, throwing it aside. Still wearing underwear, you reached his face and kissed his jaw gently, while unclasping your bra. You took it off and slipped your panties off as well, obeying his order happily.

Rafe took off his shirt and threw it somewhere on the floor. He was tired of playing with you; you had a nice ass and boobs, but he already wasted so much time on you.

"Now, we will really play, angel. I am done with waiting," Adler groaned, removing his pants along with the boxers. Picking you up a little, he gave you a nasty smile, moving tip of his erected cock trough your soaked pussy. Without unnecessary words nor warning, he pushed roughly in you.

You closed your eyes shut and kept your breath in as he thrusted into you. Even though you were soaking wet for him, it hurt like hell when he roamed inside with his hard shaft. Finally, you gasped lightly and rolled head back resting it on the wooden floor. You parted your legs a little only to wrap them around his hips, deepening his thrusts.

Rafe didn't intend to go east with you, even if this was your first time. He didn't care much about this fact, his own pleasure was more important for him; you only made him waiting longer than it was neccessery. Rafe's hand wrapped around your throat. "I want to hear you."

You were trying to relax muscles of your pussy but it was so hard to do with his cock in. When he wrapped his palm around your throat and when his fingers burnt on your skin, you gasped for him and moaned loudly, his name was the only thing to roll from your parted lips. "It hurts, Rafe," you gasped a little yet your hand moved to cup his nape where you scratched him.

"Good, this means I am doing this right, angel," he growled making sure to give you even stronger and hursher thrust than before. "There is no pleasure without some dose of pain. Today you will learn a lesson," Rafe hummed, squezzing your throat a little harder.

He moved away just a little to focus on movements of his his and the beautiful view of his cock sliding in and out of you, glistening from your juices.

You felt na urge of crying yet you managed to cool down a bit. You were gasping for air feeling the knot building up within your abdomen. Desire overwhelmed you; your blood circulated faster, rustling in your ears.

There was a moment when his cock buried deep enough in your pussy with such a rapid thrust that it made your hymen to break finally; thanks to this your muscles relaxed enough to let him slip in you fully. You kissed his jaw again and moaned his name; it became different this way and the sexual intercourse turned out to be pleasant, feeling your womb with wetness and heat like never before. "Oh, God...," You mumbled softly and let your hand slip between your bodies so you could rub little circles around your pussy.

He grabbed your hand tightly and moving it away. "Oh no, angel. Want this hand to stay in one piece? You rather keep it away," Rafe ordered and started to circle your clit with his skilled fingers. The faster he went, the tighter his grasp on your throat became.

Moaning, groaning and screaming his name, you started to roll hips for him, you just desperately wanted to meet his thrusts and to gain some friction, the pleasure was almost unbearable. "Fuck me, oh God, it feels so good...!," You cried out and dutifully moved your hand away, resting it on his forearm like you'd be securing yourself from falling into an invisible hole.

"You see? I told you. Now, be a good girl and don't hold it. Cum for me, Y/N," Rafe growled, giving you particularly violent thrust, also not stopping with your clit abuse.

You wrapped arms around his neck and legs around his hips. His thrusts deepened and you rolled head back, screaming his name loudly. "Oh, Rafe!" Your pussy was clenching rhythmically around his shaft and that feeling sent you on the edge. You arched your back and moaned loudly as your body shivered when you cum around his dick still buried within your cunt. Your thick juices poured down on his throbbing member, covering him in hotness.

"Good, you can be useful," he muttered and nuzzled to your neck, soon he cum with a loud growl. Rafe filled you up with his warm semen, he looked down at you, improving his messy hair. "That was nice," he informed and pulled out of you. He wiped the drop of his cum that formed at his tip before getting up to his feet.

After puting his boxers on, he grabbed his jeans and pulled out the phone. With a frown he looked dowm at shining screen and let out a deep sigh. "Listen now, I have stuff to do. You can stay or leave, I don't really care. My servants will help you if you need assist," Adler informed you, still looking at the phone.

You hung your mouth open; it was definitely not what you had expected. "Uhm," you gasped and closed your parted lips. The awful feeling of being used overwhelmed you and occupied your mind. "I...," You tried to form a sentence yet wasn't able to.

As quickly as it was possible, you got dressed. Even if you were embarrassed to the brim, you didn't want to manifest it in any way.

Rafe rolled his eyes. "Always so dramatic, you women are impossible sometimes. It was so nice to make the angel lost her wings though," he hummed lowly and moved a little closer to grab your chin to steal a little kiss from your lips. "Like I said, my servants can take you to guest room or my driver can take you home."

You let him kiss your lips yet this time you didn't give the kiss back to him. With melancholic smile on your face, you shook head briefly. "I can find the way out, thank you."

"Suit up then," Rafe smirked wryly and walked away, returing to his phone.

You moved your glance after him and your heart skipped a beat when you heard him answering the phone with hi, no, it's nothing important, was busy with work.

You wanted to scream, you wanted to rip both his heart and dick off.

You walked to the huge door and opened them, walking out of the mansion. You closer the door behind you and leaned your back against them, rolling head back to rest it on the door as well. "Fuck," you cursed quietly letting a single tear to roll down your cheek. "What the fuck have I done?"

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Late Night Visit || Joel x Reader Smut

Summary:  Joel pays you a visit late at nigh while seeking for a shelter.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 3340

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Area 4. Boston zone.

Night there was quiet and calm as much as it could be with all the soldiers patrolling the streets.

It was way past the curfew so there were two options.

One was to sit in one place like an idiot and not get spotted by the military, or second -  to find a safe place to spend the rest of the night.

Joel groaned deeply annoyed, rubbing his face. He was on his way back from another smuggler job and he was stuck. Fucking pissed, dirty, beaten up and tired. He really wasn't in a mood to deal with this now and there was still long way to his flat.

Joel thought of what to do and he got one idea -  not the best one but surely working for his favor.

So there he was, trying his best to get to one of the  buildings without getting spotted. Somehow he entered and now he stood in front of your door.

You were his old friend. He worked with you few times and apparently you liked him much enough that you offered him help whenever he will needed it. Joel looked around and hoped that whoever else lived there had a deep sleep and you aren't asleep yet. Letting out a deep sigh, he knocked at your door using his fist, just to be sure you hear him.

You were awakened by knocking to your door. Lazily, you opened eyes and yawned. Rolling on your side, you reached to a nightstand to pick a watch up. 1:17. "Fuck," you murmured unhappily, yet you got up slowly.

You had a silky, pink nightgown on, an old one actually, but the only that was still in a good state. It was maybe too loose now as you have lost a pound or two, but you still like your reflection in a mirror with this one on.

You hair, loosened, were messy, so you ran fingers through them in an attempt to brush them a little.

Hesitantly, you left bedroom, walked along the corridor and stood in front of the main door. "Who's there?," You asked, raising voice a little.

"Maybe don't raise your voice, girl. It's enough I risk my ass being here. Open the door, it's me, Joel," he muttered, looking around still being careful to not draw too much attention to both of you. "It would be nice if you hurry up, it's curfew time. Unless something has changed and I don't know."

You blinked as soon as you heard his voice. You clenched hands in fists; you felt how anger started rising within you.

After moment of hesitation, you opened the door for him, yet didn't move aside to let him in. You measured him with a cold glance. "Joel. How long has it been?"

Joel was getting more and more annoyed just by waiting for you to open the damn door. Last thing he really needed was your mood swing, but it was who you were. He already got used to it after working with you. "Long and don't give me that look. I have enough of everything and I just use the invitation you had gave me," Joel explained with a frown.

With a roll of your eyes you shifted aside, making a room for him to enter. As soon as he did step into your little flat, you made sure to lock the door with key and a little chain.

You looked at him above your shoulder; he indeed looked like an old, tired man that was overwhelmed with the world itself.

Joel nodded and walked past you to your living room. He took off his backpack and put it on the floor next to the couch.

"Sorry for coming here that late, it wasn't in my original plan. There was this or trying to get to my own flat," he muttered stretching his back. "I won't be much of a bother, I can crush on a couch and maybe use a shower."

You stopped in a threshold, leaning your side against a doorframe. "Yeah, I bet it wasn't your original plan," you said theatrically, and walked to the little kitchen to pour him a glass of whiskey. Thankfully, you had a nice magazine of those.

As you returned with a glass, you passed it to him, and took a seat in an armchair, crossing legs nicely.

"It's been half a year. Without any sign from you."

"Yeah, I planed to get home but I fucking failed due to some fucked up shit I had to stumble upon," he explained and turned to you, looking a bit suprised at the fact you offer him a drink.

Joel gladly took it and then sat down on the couch. He downed drink quickly in one big sip. It was a nice change than the simple water, apparently he needed it more than he though. "I know, been busy. You know, trying to somehow earn my living in this shithole.”

You didn't reply to his words, you simply listen to his story, nodding from time to time. "Still, you could have informed me. I was dying of stress."

Joel let out a sigh, did you try to guilt trip him or something? He wasn't really sure what you tried to achieve, he was tired. "Well, I couldn't. There was one job after another. I also never saw you bothering yourself with coming to me," he shrugged, rubbing his eyes. "Can I use the shower or not?"

"Feel free to use whatever you want," you informed him as you got up, and walked to the door. "I'll bring you a blanket and pillow. You can find a fresh towels Inna cabinet in a bathroom."

"Yea, I remember where and don't worry. I will be gone as soon as the curfew will be over. So I won't bother ya too much," Joel explained before getting up from the couch and simply walking into your bathroom.

You returned to your bedroom, initially you left the door open, just in case Joel would want a hand.

You climbed to your bed and placed head into the soft pillow.

"Oh fucking hell... This is what I needed," Joel muttered to himself at the feeling of water washing off a 4 day worth of a dirt, blood or whatever was covering him at that point.

He rested his head against the shower wall, simply enjoying the pleasant feeling. Joel made sure to check himself in case he needed to tend any wounds. As for a hit with a fucking metal baseball bat, I am surprised my ribs are still intact, he thought to himself. Only thing that kinda bothered him was a wound on his leg.

It took him half an hour to get himself to somehow permissible state. After drying himself he redressed and left the bathroom. Sitting down on the couch he started to dig through his backpack to find the aid kit to tend the wound on his leg.

You got awakened up by Joel again. It was probably caused by the fact you were having a light sleep.

Your eyes opened slowly, you rolled on the other side and looked at Joel through open door, yet you didn't get up from your bed.

Oh, how jealous you were of him. You knew you two were only colleagues but you counted for something more, and always were trying to do anything for him to notice you. He never did though, that's why you gave upon him.

Joel could feel a chills ran down his spine as he felt someone's eyes on him. It wasn't extremely unpleasant but for him it was simply unnecessary. Man looked over his shoulder right at you. "Have someone ever told you that staring is rude?," Joel asked and then turned his attention back to his leg.

"I am just checking if you don't need a hand," you replied and nuzzled to your pillow. You tried to hide the blush.

"Do I look like I need it? I'd ask for help if I would need one," Joel summed up, ribbing the bandage in half before tying around his leg and hiding the rest in his backpack.

You turned on the other side with a loud gasp. "Like you wish, Joel. Good night."

"Night," he said simply, getting comfortable on the couch. All he used was the pillow you gave him.

The anger raged within you. You couldn't believe that he has simply came to take a nap on your couch.

You grabbed your pillow and got up from bed, you walked on your tiptoes to stand right next to the couch, then you hit him with a pillow. "How could you left without a fucking word, Joel?!"

Joel nearly jumped out of his skin because of this sudden assault from your side. Probably if not the fact he knew where he was and who you were, he would punch back. For sure not with pillow.

"What the fuck, the hell is wrong with you, girl?!," He growled sitting up and turning to you.

You hit him few times with pillow. "You told me you'll come back. You never did! Only now! And only because some time ago I offered you a safe place!," You screamed at him.

He got up from the couch and stood in front of you. Joel was two if not three times your size, he was way bigger than you so disarming you wasn't much of a problem. "Seriously? Pillow? Try harder next time," he muttered and threw the pillow over his shoulder. "I told you I was busy, besides, since when you want me to be around?"

"Since the day we met, eh?," You snarled, and looked him hardly in the eyes. "You good knew that I have a feeling for you, even despite the fact you and Tess...," You gasped. "It's not important now, anymore. It's not important. I'm sorry for my outburst, it shouldn't have happened."

He looked at you with a frown, deeply confused at you confession. You had feelings for him? Was that even possible?

"No, it is important. Explain it now. What me and Tess?," Joel asked. He was curious what he will he hear from you.

You clenched palms in fists. "You and her are a thing, I'm not an idiot. You live together. You have common stuff to which you both are fully committed."

Joel chuckled and shook his head. Everything you just said was a complete nonsense.

"Listen..," he muttered and rubbed bridge of his nose. "Me and Tess, we were never a thing. Not even in the sightless degree. Sure, we worked together and she slept in my flat but that's it. Nothing more, nothing less," Joel explained.

"Yeah, yeah, if you think I'm going to believe this, you're mistaken," you told him, then went to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of whiskey, but instead of downing the glass, you downed the bottle itself.

Joel rolled his eyes and followed you. He took the bottle out of your hand and put it down on the countertop away from your reach. "And why would I lie to you, Y/N?"

"Because I'm only a colleague of yours, you don't need to tell me the truth," you shrugged.

"Oh, is that so?," He leaned on countertop, looking at you.

Joel did promise to come back to you but he indeed never did. There was few factor that made him stay away. You were younger, less experienced. That meant you deserved some as young as you, someone who isn't as broken as he is. Joel indeed cared about you but what was the point for him. “What If I tell you that you are really mistaken?"

"I don't care anymore," you grabbed the bottle he took away from you and downed it. "I don't care. Past few months have taught me that I can only count on myself, as everyone around is lying on purpose to gain something," you told him and ran fingers through your hair.

"Now I call it bullshit, Y/N. Because if you truly didn't care anymore, you wouldn't try to murder me with a pillow," Joel said crossing arms over his chest. He got a really stupid idea. "Okay, listen. I care about you, I really do... That's why I didn't come," Joel said, facepalming mentally.

You shrugged. "Good to know. After half a year," you went back to the little living room and flopped on the couch, you wiped a drop of whiskey that have left on your lips with the top of palm.

Joel rolled his eyes and joined you. "Well, you weren't much better. Just now I found out you have feelings for me because I really had no idea you were jealous of Tess," he chuckled and poked you on the ribs.

"Don't touch me," you snarled and shifted aside. "You were a dumbass then, how was it possible for you to not realize that I had a feeling for you?," You chuckled on your own words.

"Y/N. I am an old, broken smuggler," he sighed and looked at you. "You know me, you know everything. Can you blame me for this?"

"Yeah, I kinda can," you chuckled coldly and laid head on the pillow you borrowed him. "You might be old but with your age a wisdom should come along."

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Joel rolled his eyes and grabbed your hand to pull you up and onto his laps.

It was a mistake probably and it was wrong. You deserved far more than him but it wasn't a point then. He grabbed the back of your neck tightly and pulled into a kiss only to pull away as soon as he ran out of the air in his lungs. "Will this make us quit this smart talk?"

You licked you lips after the kiss he offered you.

Your heart rate increased, you were taken off your guard by his sudden movement.

Without questioning your own actions anymore, you started kissing him, while rolling your hips a little, to rub your core against his crotch.

He kissed you back, placing hand on your hip while the other moved under your silky nightgown. His rough hand caressed your soft, warm skin.

Soon you were flipped so Joel was hovering over you. His kisses moved down to your neck and even lower, he quickly found himself between your legs.

Joel looked up at you, checking if you didn't change your mind.

You tried to rub thighs together while moaning quietly for him. "And don't try to tell me that you didn't want this before," you whispers and bit your lower lip, observing man's movements. "I've dreamt of it."

Placing your legs on his shoulders Joel moved nightgown up, exposing your belly.

"Well, I can see that just by the fact you're wet already," he hummed before giving your pussy a one big lick, after this he wrapped his lips around your clitoris.

Joel played with your bundle of nerves and soon his thick fingers started to slowly slip inside of you.

You grabbed one of his hands and placed it on your boob. "That's it, handsome. Just keep going," you praised softly and tangled your fingers with his hair.

You rolled hips gently to get a little more friction.

Despite the fact you didn't want to manifest it, he was right; you became wet as soon as you've seen him at your door.

He smiled against your flesh, his fingers slipped inside of you. They moved in fast pace, curling inside of your from time to time while his lips never left your clit. "Come on, princess. Don't hold it back, I know you want go cum."

"I... Want... To... Cum... Around your... Cock," you gasped and cupped his face with both of your hands, rolling hips faster, fucking yourself against his bearded face.

Joel continued to eat you out until he decided it was enough. He moved away only to sit up and removed his shirt along with his pants, he pushed them down enough to free his cock. There was no time for playing around. Joel grabbed your legs and pulled you closer. He took his cock and teased your clit with it. "Are ya still sure about it?"

"Yeah," you murmured, biting your lower lip. You traced your hand right between your thighs to rub your pussy. You were soaking wet, indeed.

"But hands we keep up here," he said and grabbed both of your hand, Joel moved them over your head and kept them there using one of his hands.

He lowered himself and kissed you, pushing his cock deep inside of you without any warning. Joel started to fuck you hard and deep.

You ached your back and wrapped legs around his hips, you did it to deepen his pushes.

His cock stretched you nicely, and you moaned lowly, gasping a little when his tip hit the back of your pussy.

He moved faster, thrusting deeper and deeper with every move. Joel groaned lowly at the nice feeling of your warm walls squeezing his hard cock.

"You like it, huh? Is this what you wanted?," He snarled and his free hand moved between your bodies to pinch your clit before rubbing it in a slow circles.

You closed your eyes, and parted lips, a moan escaped them, and you rolled your hips a little more for Joel.

Joel hummed satisfied, looking down on you. You looked so beautiful, just a whimpering mess under him, just because of him.

He released your hands so he could wrap this arm around your waist to deepen the thrusts as much as possible, Joel moved down to place few kisses and bites on your neck.

Your hands rapidly went to scratch his back where you scratched a little. You loved the way he was hovering over your figure, you felt secured, in his arms you felt like in home.

You let him do whatever he wanted, you felt how desperate he was for your touch as well, but you knew he would never admit it

He hummed nuzzling to your neck, placing few more kisses there. Oh, how he loved the feeling of your small fragile body trapped right under him.

"Come on, princess. I know you want to cum, I can feel it," Joel purred deeply right into your ear.

You nuzzled to his bare, naked chest. You trailed your lips along every scar on his body, you moaned in a rhythm of his thrusts.

But when your climax has came, you remained silent. Only a little gasp of yours and tightening grasp of your legs wrapped around Joel's hips determined the moment you've reached your peak.

Joel gave you few harder thrusts before cumming deep inside of you. "Fuck," he growled and nuzzled to your neck with a happy hum.

He stayed motionless for a moment, trying the gain back the control on his own breath. Suddenly, Joel chuckled, kissing your neck and cheek. "Honestly? I expected more sound from you, princess."

You gasped and blushed oh so hardly, you didn't expect him to be so open. "Joel," you gasped. You blushed harder when you felt how your mixed cums dripped down your thighs when he slipped out of your core.

He hummed and gave one one more teasing thrust before moving up to look at you. "What is it, princess?"

"Don't go... Please, Joel, don't go... Don't leave me... I won't survive..."

He hushed you, pulling out slowly and laying both of you in comfortable position on the small couch. "I ain't going anywhere. Now, try to get some rest, okay?," Joel whispered, kissing your forehead.

"And when I wake up, you'll be still here?," You asked, letting your eyes closed.

"Yeah, I promise. Cross on my heart," he said hugging you tight.

You quickly drifted into sleep, being flanked by a firm grasp of the arms you loved the most.

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Whether a Surprise Or a Hoax || Sam Drake x Reader

Summary: You're trying to find your birthday gift, unfortunately, every attempt ends in a debacle. Is Samuel Drake trying to startle you?

Warnings: none

Words: 926

Authors: Cass & Bear

Lighting another cigarette and inhaling the smoke deep on his lungs, Sam observed how furiously you were digging the hole in the ground. "I'm telling ya, babe, you ain't going to find it, I guarantee. You think I'd perform all of the prevention things to let you find it so easily?," Sam chuckled softly. "Put the shovel down, darling. You'll destroy our garden."

You pointed the shovel at him. "I will dig through the whole garden, Sam. I will find this gif, you will see." You informed him with a smile.

He shook his head and smirked. "You ain't gonna find it, love," after these words Sam sat on the wooden steps leading on your porch.

"Oh c'mon now! Sammy please!" You put the shovel down and followed him. "Tell me where it is, I can't wait any longer."

"Two days. Two days and you'll get the treasure," he promised calmly and reached his hand to place the palm on your knee where he stroked.

"You are annoying," You muttered and hugged arm. "I bet Nate or Sully have it." You added soon, looking up at him.

"You're mistaken, just like I was in the temple week ago," Sam couldn't help but chuckled.

You laughed softly and nodded. "Yup, but let's be honest. Sam Drake first do and later think, you should be thankful I was there with you," Taking his hand you let out a quiet sigh. "If not me, you would have your ass impaled on those spikes. I don't know if I would be able to lose you once again... For good this time."

"You know, wrong ones always survive," he teased and got back on his feet. He dropped the end of cigarette in the ashtray.

You shook your head and laughed again, following him inside. "You are impossible sometimes. You know that?" You purred, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Snuggling from behind? You know what I like," Sam chuckled as he stopped in front of the fridge. He opened it and peeked inside. "I'd like to have a piece of the cake you baked yesterday."

You hummed something as your hands roamed his body but soon you pulled away, looking at the little box that you found in his pocket. "This is not a cigarette bag for sure, Samuel." You said slowly.

He frowned and turned to you so quickly that he almost caused you fell to your butt. He attempted to pull the box out of your hands.

You smiled but didn't give it back to him. "Hey, hey, hey. What's so important there, huh?"

"Nothing," he almost hissed. "Give that back, Y/N, ain't it funny."

"Hey, if it's nothing then why you act so angry now, hmm?" You teased him.

Sam lustrated you with his eyes and sighed. "Open it, go ahead."

You looked at the box and then back at him. "Well, if this is my gift," you hummed and walked to him and put the box back where you found it. "I just wanted to know where it is, not what it is."

"It's not the gift, actually," he shrugged. "But taking that you found it... I think I won't be waiting these two days..."

Sam pulled little box out and slowly knelt down on one knee.

"Okay," nodding slowly, you watched him. You weren't exactly what's going on and what you should do now.

Sam cleared his throat and slowly opened the box. Inside, there was a little piece of paper.

"Uhm, Sam?" You asked, looking at the piece of paper and then at Sam. "Really?"

"Will you get on another adventure with me?," He asked in serious voice. "I booked the flight already so if you'll say NO, we just lost thousand bucks."

You just blinked looking at him in disbelieve, letting out a heavy sigh you rubbed bridge of your nose. "I will go pack my backpack and our duffle bags." You muttered before walking away to your shared room to pack.

"Wait!," Sam screamed after you as he got back to his feet. He followed you.

"What? We can't go not prepared, and know you I will have to pack half of the pharmacy." You said turning to him.

Sam knelt once again, this time he reached into pocket of his flannel shirt. With free hand he cupped your palm. Once again he pulled the box, smaller than the previous one and opened it. "I wanted to make it in more romantic way but you didn't let me. Will you marry me, Y/N? So we can step into another adventure as a fiancé and fiancée?"

You frowned looking at him. "Are serious Drake? First you pull me out god know where and I need to watch your ass and now this?" You tried to sound offended but you couldn't help and giggled. "Okay I am a terrible lier. Yes... Yes! I will marry you, Sam."

Man placed the ring on your finger and got up to kiss your lips softly. "Now you can go pack. And pack me my socks."

You slapped his shoulder. "Maybe you would move your ass and for once pack yourself, huh? Oh! And thank you! I won 100 bucks from Nate and Sully."

Sam stopped as he was reaching into his pocket to pull cigarettes out. "What?"

"Well, they were so sure that you won't propose to me that each of them put 50 bucks on it." You giggled, grabbing your backpack. ”And now they are mine!”

Sam blinked and watched how you climbed up the stairs.

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The one who tears the love apart ||Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: After being hurt by Bucky, you need to find a way to move on. 

Warnings: none

Words: 1395

Authors: Rouge

A/N: it was a great pleasure to me to participate in @justmebeingtheweirdmeiam​ ​ writing challenge. Congratulations on your milestone! My prompt was the song "Jar of hearts" by Christina Perri.

I remember everything.

My heart pounded with apprehension as I watched him kissing that woman. She was sitting onto his lap, his arms were wrapped around her waist in a tight grasp. Her fingers were tangled with his hair strands.

"Bucky...," I whispered quietly knowing how tremulous my voice was at time.   He glanced back at me as if he wasn't interested in my presence in the flat at all. "You've came back earlier," Bucky replied while the other woman kissed along his jawline, looking at me like as at a bug.

"What the hell! Who's she?!," I'd managed to raise my voice, yet still I sounded like an angry baby. "What the hell is going on here?!"

"Calm down, Y/N," Bucky waved his hand. "This is Vicky. A friend from work."

"You're making out with a fucking friend from work in our flat?!," I've screamed. "How dare you?!"

"Cool down," he repeated. "It does mean nothing to me."

"Do I mean nothing to you?," She straighten her back and got off his lap. "You've said something else half an hour ago!" Bucky threw her a glance which could have been interpreted as ​shut up ​ . "I didn't promise you anything, little one," he snapped as he has gotten up.

"Dick!," She gathered her bag and coat and left the flat, passing me by.

I blinked in disbelief. How Bucky could have behaved in such a manner? It was beyond comprehension. "What the fuck was that?," I've asked again.

"C'mon," he rolled his eyes and pulled pack of cigarettes out of pocket of his jeans. "I told you, it was nothing."

I've been knowing Bucky for a year and we've been a thing for three months by then. He was a very problematic person; his demons were haunting him constantly. He couldn't find peace, and I was considering it as a main reason of his awfully selfish behaviour.  Many times I've witnessed him flirting openly with other girls but I loved him too hardly to leave him behind. But that was it, I've reached my limit. Then he crossed every line possible.

"You're kissing other girl, and you call this nothing?," I've asked, being dangerously close to burst into tears.

He inhaled the smoke and shook the ash off, right onto the wooden floor. "Are you going to reproach me my directness, darling?," Bucky asked casually, leaning his side against the wall. "I don't recall promising you that you're the one and only to me."

Bucky's words were bitter and have hurt me very much. "Why are you so… so cruel?," I've asked simply feeling like a single tear was rolling down my cheek.

"Doll, we had an obvious deal," Bucky shrugged, "We had goddamn fine sex but I haven't told you that I want a relationship of any kind. Sorry. I thought it was clear for you."

"It wasn't, as you can see," I clenched my teeth. I turned around and left the shared flat as I couldn't hold my tears ant longer, and the last thing I needed that time was him seeing me crying like a baby.

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Two months have passed.

I haven't been in touch with Bucky since the day I left once our flat.  

He called me few times but I haven't answered any of his calls. I've heard from our common friends that he was desperate to get along with me again. He used to tell them about how much he loved me, how much he missed me.

But I didn't care anymore.

Until that one particular day…

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I still remember it well.

I've met him by accident, at evening, in the park, when I was getting back from work to the flat I shared with Natasha.

I was talking with her on the phone. It was a casual conversation about what to order for a dinner. I insisted on having a sushi while she wanted to have some pasta.

"... so if you want it so badly, screw it, I can agree on pasta today then," I giggled. "​You're the fucking best, Y/N!, ​ " Natasha sounded so happy. "Oh, you can be sure I'll remind you this next time you complain about me being a shitty friend, Nat," I said in a serious tone, and it was when I spotted Bucky.

He was sitting on the bench, hood on, cigarette put between his lips, hands hidden in his pockets. Even if some part of me shouted ​don't do this ​ , I couldn't pass him by without saying a word. "Okay Nat, see you at home then," I said to the phone before ending the call and shifting the device into my purse. I took a deep breath and approached him. "Hey, Buck."

He raised his head and looked at me. Within blink of an eye his face lit up, he almost jumped. "Y/N! It's good to see you! I've been trying to call you."

"Yeah, I know," I responded. "May I?," I added, pointing on the bench.

He nodded, shifting aside to make a room for me.

"How have you been?," I asked simply.

"Okay," Bucky shrugged. "Devastated." I nodded in silence. "​I heard you're asking all around if I was anywhere to be found​." Bucky gave me a brief nod. "True. But no one has wanted to share your new number with me," he looked me in the eyes.  

I opened my mouth to remind him how much he had hurt me few weeks earlier but he raised his metal limb a little, in a gesture that was supposed to silence me.

"Please," his whisper sounded more like a beg.  

So I allowed him to speak.

"I know I had hurt you like no one else did, and I really regret," Bucky said. "Only when you left, I realized how much I've lost," he lowered his head. "But there's nothing I could do back then. You were gone, and even if I tried to contact you, you never responded to my messages and calls. So I thought I should leave you alone. You gave me everything I've never had. And I fucked. I know, I didn't deserve a second chance."

I remained silent for a longer while. His confession hurt me even more than his actions. Taking the fact I knew how hard his life was, I felt bad about treating him the way I did. "​I have grown too strong to ever fall back in your arms​," I replied shortly. "Im sorry, Bucky."

"Y/N… Would you at least try to consider us getting back together?," He asked openly. He gave me a look and I saw tiny sparkles of hope within his eyes. It almost broke my heart. 

"Bucky…," I started, "You were ​runnin' 'round leaving scars​ ,and ​tearing love apart​," I gasped sadly. "​You don't get to get me back​ . It's over. There won't be us as a couple anymore. But we still can be friends, if you want," I offered, with heavy heart.

I saw how sad Bucky was at time but it was the only right decision I could have made.

I put my palm to his arm. "It's time for me." I got up and improved the stripe of my purse.

He got up as well and sighed. "Can I hug you at least?"

I nodded.

Bucky embraced me fondly and squeezed me tight. I would lie if I say I didn't like it. I did. Oh, so much.  It was so good to smell his perfumes again, it was oh so good to feel his warmth radiating to my body.  

It was when I dared to do something he didn't expect. So didn't I.

I looked up at him when his grasp loosened, I cupped his face in my palms, I climbed on my tiptoes and placed a long, passionate kiss to his full, rough lips. My lips crushed on his, and, dear God, it felt so good.  He hummed in appreciation and tightened his grasp around my waist again, giving kiss back.

Finally, when I broke the kiss, I looked him in the eyes. "Just so you know what you have lost."

After these words I slipped out of his formerly solicitous arms, and left. Without saying a word.   I knew I was playing hard, nevertheless​ it was a lesson he needed to learn ​ .  

Double Dare || Part III

Summary: when mission goes wrong, James turns out to be very caring towards you

Warnings: none

Words: 1496

Authors: Cass & Rouge

It was almost a month since you started to work form James, it was something. He was providing you with whatever you need, you never suffered because of hunger, cold or sickness. You were safe from other scums who would gladly use your body to their own pleasure but there was James. Your boss, he protected you but still was hard on you.

It was really early morning, the fog was still visible on the streets. James entered your bedroom without knocking. “Wake up. Time to work.” He said and pushed you out of the bed.

You grunted deeply, waking up in such a harsh way was definitely not a pleasure. “What the hell, Mr Delaney?,” you asked as opened your eyes to glare at him. “Is there a fire or what that you pull me out of a dream?”

“I don’t pay you for dreaming.” He simply summed up and looked at you.

“You’re gonna put on the best dress you have and you’re gonna go and steal something for  me.” James said watching you. “Better hurry, you have your breakfast downstair. When you will be done come to my room and we will talk.”

“What? Excuse me, what? What shall I steal?,” you asked but he simply left.

You growled under your breath and went to get dressed. As you did, you went downstairs to have your breakfast.

James went to his room and sat down. He had to plunge someone who was highly against him. What was the better way then using a woman to get some embarrassing information? Sure he was kinda worried? That man was dangerous but still, he believed in your skills. He let out a deep sigh and waited at you.

That mission turned around to be a misunderstanding. You sneaked into the house and pretty easily found the thing James talked about during the breakfast. But getting out turned out to not be easy. You were caught stealing documents and punished badly for that.

James walked around in the kitchen. “Where is she, Brace? What takes her so long?!” He asked nervously.

Why was he even worried? He couldn’t explain it in any possible way. You were so soft and gentle, even too soft and gently for him but somehow those stuff were pulling him to you. Maybe that’s why he was so hard on you? He tried to push his feelings away. “I am going to look for her.” He growled and grabbed his coat.

You had managed to crawl back neighbourhood somehow, yet it was already too much for you. You simply fainted. Your body was struggling to recover, to repair the damages.

James opened the doors and immediately spotted you. “Shit… Brace! I will need your help!” James ran to you and gently picked you up.

“I am sorry.” He whispered and took you inside.

“Cold…,” you whispered with blue lips.

Brace opened the door wider, letting James with you in his arms inside. “I’ll bring water and rags,” he said, getting quickly to the kitchen.

“Ssshh, don’t speak.” He whispered. “It will be better soon. I promise you that.”

James placed you on the couch and inspected your body. “He did that to you?” He looked at you with disbelief.

You still had your eyes closed. You barely nodded your head. “Other things as well,” you added quietly as cold shiver ran along your spine.

“You are safe now.” He said quietly.

It took many hours to treate all of your wonds but both man made sure they did eveyfhing that was possible. Finally, James moved you to your room so you could get your rest. He spent whole night guarding your sleepilng form. You looked so calm and innocent, he felt sorry for this all. Thinking about all of this, he had to stop laying to himself. He was in love with  you and it was the most odd but warm feeling ever.

Fee days have passed. You rested properly, you wounds were healing slowly as well.

James was always somewhere around, it made you question his real intentions but you had to admit you liked his attention.

You never knew him from that side, a charming man, classy, highly protective.

Speaking of the devil himself, in that moment James entered your room. He was holding box with fresh bandages. “Time to cheek your wounds.” He said softly, looking at you. “May I?”

You looked at him, nodding. You sat up and slowly slipped stripes of your nightgown down your shoulders. You covered your front with sheets. “I can do it by myself.”

“Let me. I own you that.” He muttered sitting on bed, next to you. His hands moved slowly to take off old bandages and to put on fresh ones. “How do you feel?

"Much better. It hurts less, so I think it’s a good sign, isn’t it?,” you smiled sadly.

Surprisingly he smiled back at you. “It is, your body is healing what is a very good sign.” He nodded. “Listen, Y/N. I want to say sorry.”

“You, Mr Delaney? You wanna tell me you feel sorry for what happened to me? Stop kidding,” you summed up, shaking head slightly.

“First, it’s James. Not Mr. Delaney. Understand?” He looked at you. “Second. I really am sorry for this. I had no idea such thing will happen to you. I really didn’t mean to put you on any risk.”

A soft hum left your mouth. “I know all this. I know,” you whispered, “Yet you sent me there. What was in that documents?”

“They had to humiliate him, to make sure he will back off.” He sighed and placed hand on your back.  "Y/N. You may not believe me. I know, I am a bad man in your eyes. I indeed am a bad man but I would never put you on danger purposely. You are too… precious for me.“

"Did I hear you out correctly? Am I too precious?,” you turned your head with interest in your glance to him.

“Yes. Everything is fine with your ears, at last it was when I previously checked.” James gently placed hand on your cheek and pressed kiss to your lips. He looked at you. “Hope you will understand it now.”

Your eyes were glowing with sparkles of happiness. It was truly shocking that James Delaney himself was so open and emotional towards anyone else than his sister. You breathed deeply but second later your gently turned around and pressed your soft, warm lips to his rough ones.

James muttered softly but kiss back. He sighed deeply when looked at your face. “I was scared when I saw you there. I was scared we won’t be able to help you. I thought I lost you.”

“But you didn’t,” you put stripes of your nightgown back on, smiling at him gently. “I’m tough enough to survive.”

He took your arm and pressed where he knew it will hurt. “Now, you are tough huh?” James shook his head and kissed side of your head.  "Rest, I will bring you something to eat later.“

"No, no, don’t go…,” you instinctively grabbed his forearm. “I don’t wanna sit alone.”

He looked at you suprised. “After all of this? You want me to stay.” James asked and sat on the bed next to you. “Well, I won’t argue with you about this.”

You simply laid your head on his lap. “It feels safe with you,” you stated.

He smiled softly and moved hand trough your hair. “I am glad to hear it.”

It took few weeks to heal your body in most of your injurys. James was happy to see you walking around the house again.

One night was awful. You dreamt about that guy you had to infiltrate. He was chasing you, a knife in his hand. He caught you, he stabbed your forearms, chest. You slowly slipped down on your knees, feeling how void was filling your mind… You woke up, covered in cold sweat. Instinctively, you got up and went to James’ bedroom.

James was already asleep, he worked hard whole day to make sure some stuff were done properly. He was tangled in his own sheets with his face buried in the pillow.

You quietly slipped into his room, closing doors behind you. You simply walked to his bed and sat at the edge, nudging his elbow. “James… James…”

Suddenly he sat up and grabbed your arm tightly, pulling you to him. It was a simple self-defense move for him. He blinked, suprised. “Y/N… Sorry. What’s wrong?” James asked, sleep was present in his voice

You trembled and bursted into tears, simply trying to hide your head under his arm. “Nightmare…”

His kissed your head and hugged you tightly. “It’s okay now.” He whispered, wrapping you tightly in the quilt, James kissed your cheek gently.

You nuzzled to him, sighing with a deep relief.

James put head on the pillow and closed his eyes.

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