#Can You Book a Hotel at 18 in Florida

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Can You Book a Hotel at 18 in Florida? Yes, you can book a hotel at the age of 18 in Florida. If you’re planning a trip to Florida and you’re 18 years old, you’ll be happy to know that you can book a hotel room without any age restrictions.

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Hateful Lovers - Pete Dunn (18+)

Pairing: Pete Dunne x Female!Reader

Summary: You can't stand Pete and Pete can't stand you. What happens when you two are booked in the same hotel room together for one night?

Warnings: 18+, Enemies to Lovers, Reader is a tease, Pete lowkey an ass, Cussing, Cream pie, Smut, Minors DNI

Word Count: 4,995

Based On: This Imagine

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Your back collided with the tough mat as Bailey gave you a Russian leg sweep, the breath knocking out of your lungs. “You forgot to exhale.” Bayley pointed out as she noticed the sharp exhale noise you did. 

“I’m fine.” You called out to her as Bayley started to get up, she grabbed you by the hair, getting you onto your feet.

Bayley grabbed your left forearm, pushing you back towards the ropes to give you an irish whip. As you were being thrown away from the ropes and towards the other side, you heard the heavy entrance door shut, echoing throughout the arena. Too much in your mind you hit the ropes and rushed towards Bayley, giving her a shoulder tackle. 

Bayley’s back collided with the mat as she took the bump. “Oh yeah, she doesn’t want any of this!” You cockily said to the invisible fans trying to rile ‘them’ up but it was mostly for your entertainment. 

Since it was a Thursday evening and tomorrow night for Smackdown was in Tampa, Florida you decided to come a day early and train at the performance center. Thankfully one of your favorite people to work with, Bayley also had the same intention and you both started a practice match right away.

Bayley was selling her back from the shoulder tackle, you rushed towards the ropes, as she slid towards you, on her stomach, you jumped over her and rushed towards the other side. “Hip toss!” Bayley shouted out as you see her already on her feet ready for your attack. Connecting arms, you slightly jumped on the ball of your feet and did a front bump.

“That was dog shit!” A gruff English accent shouted, looking over at the side of the ring you scrunch your nose at the sight of Pete Dunne, leaning against the ring. “My grandma can take a better hip toss.” Pete scuffed.

You remember hearing the door to the building shut but didn’t know who entered, sadly it was your worst enemy, Pete Dunne. You don’t understand what you said or did to this fellow but ever since the first week being with the company had nothing nice to say to you. “Get out of here Pete, you sewer rat!” You barked, trying to focus on what to do next with Bayley. 

“I’ll get out of here once I’m done with training, how about you hurry up and get out of here.” Pete crossed his arms, watching as Bayley wrenched on your arm. Doing a backroll with Bayley still attached to your arm, you started to hit her with forearms from your right arm until she let go. As Bayley stumbled back to catch her breath, you whipped yourself around, staring down at Pete as you leaned over the time rope. 

“How about you go take a shower, it looks like you haven’t bathed in a week.” 

“Sadly no hot water in the sewers.” Pete teased with a smirk, his eyes drifting behind you. 

Feeling Bayley arm wrap around you, grabbing your wrist she pulled you into a ripcord, now facing her she wrapped her arms around your body and gave you her finisher, Bayley to Belly. You grunted as you went down on the mat and she covered you.

“One, two, three!” Pete said fast and slapping his hand on the mat even faster. You kicked out at ‘three’ only for Pete to intimidate the bell. “You lose, you suck, now leave. Sheamus and I want to practice.” 

You laid there as Bayley pulled away and now was resting on her knees as she looked down at you. “You okay?” She asked for the second time during the practice match. 

Your eyes stung, you couldn’t tell if it was from sweat getting into them or if you were crying. Pete’s words blow at your confidence in the ring and now you are nervous that you’ll have two left feet for tomorrow night or even worse, forget your spots. 

The sound of Pete’s large hand slapping against the mat echoed throughout the room, making you jump slightly. “Come on ladies, move!” Pete yelled as he jumped on the side of the ring, wiping his shoes before entering between the ropes. 

“Come on, let's go get some lunch.” Bayley said as she stood up on her feet and extended her hand for you to take. Reaching for her, you cupped your hand into hers as she pulled you up on your feet and guided you to the other side of the ring to leave. “You’re a dickhead, Dunne.”

You and Bayley exited from the ring and headed towards your bags. “Hey now, it’s not my fault Y/N is terrible in the ring.” Pete said, leaning against the top rope, watching as you packed your items. “Right, Y/N?” 

You didn’t say anything as you threw over a sweatshirt and pulled over the hoodie so you could shield yourself from Pete’s cruel words. “Right, Y/N?” Pete asked once more, sounding a bit sad that you wouldn’t respond to him. “Y/N?” Pete called out once more as you threw your gym back over your shoulder and made your way towards the exit.

“Try not to scare off Sheamus with your rudeness, Pete.” Bayley said as Sheamus walked up the ring steps.

“Huh?” Sheamus asked in pure confusion as he missed the whole situation unfold due to getting his workout clothes on. Sheamus didn’t miss the way Bayley glared at the Brit and neither did Pete. Sheamus shook his head after seeing you and Bayley leave. “Bro, you’re going to ruin your chance with her.”

“Shut up and wrestle me.” Pete snapped, not wanting to talk about his consequences. 

Your mind was boggled while your eyes were in a daze, staring up at the bright stadium lights blooming down on you. ‘What the fuck happened? What was the spot? What did I do? Where are we in the match?’

All these thoughts rushed into your mind all at once until you noticed paramedics sliding in the ring next to you. “Y/N, Y/N. Can you hear me?” A male said.

“Hmm.” You mumbled, blinking a few times trying to slowly sit up. 

“Woah, woah, wait. You might have a concussion. Hold on.” The paramedic examined your eyes as you were squinting from the light behind him. “Okay, we’re going to get you up. Alright?” 

“Yeah.” Your voice was soft and your headache but you slowly started to remember what happened as you looked around, the crowd almost silent until you got onto your feet. They cheered as you stood on your own, a bit wobbly. Some fans were in near tears thinking you actually got hurt, thinking it was all a part of the show. But, you really did get hurt. 

“B- Bayley, where’s Bayley?” You asked, looking around while the two paramedics helped you through the ropes and out of the ring. 

“She’s backstage.” The blonde paramedic said as he helped you up the long ramp and back behind the curtains. 

“Christ, Y/N are you okay?” Bayley asked, rushing towards you and giving you a big hug. You winced making her back away. 

“I’m- I’m fine.” You said, ignoring the pounding feeling in your head and the pain in your neck.

“What the hell happened out there?” Bayley asked. “It was like you forgot the spot we did and I nearly knocked you out.” Bayley frowned.

Your eyes cast upon the tile floor as your mouth became dry. “I did.” You finally looked up at her with a frown. “I did forget my spot. I don’t know what happened, it was like I was too much in my own head and well I just froze.” You frowned not knowing what happened. Something caught your eyes behind Bayley, in the distance. 

Your eyebrows furrowed as you saw Pete Dunne in the background, his brown eyes stared at you while his tag team partners were talking about tonight's match. The look on Pete’s face had your stomach in knots, it looked as if he had guilt written all over him. You felt your face heat up, this man was the reason why you became anxious in the ring. He made you second guess yourself when doing moves all because he criticized you during all of your practice matches.

You balled your hands into tight fists that your nails dug into your palm, you were about to take a step towards him to confront him but Bayley stopped you in your tracks.

“Don’t do it, he’s not worth it.” She said, wrapping her arm over your shoulder and guiding you away from the group. You looked over your shoulder to give Pete one last glance only to see his sad puppy dog eyes were staring at the floor as if he was second guessing himself.

The city lights were bright and beautiful in the night sky. Your head rested against the cool window as you watched the building pass by as you sat in the back of some strangers' car. You weren’t big on uber drivers especially being alone and late at night, but you wanted to get the hell out of that arena, you wanted to be alone. Plus, it wasn’t like any car dealerships were open so you could rent one. 

As your eyes were slowly becoming heavy and the comfortable coolness of the window slowly drifted to sleep before the car came to a stop. “We’re here.” The driver said with a smile. 

Jerking your body away from the window, you sniffed slightly and rubbed your eyes. Looking out to make sure it was your hotel you gathered your items. “Thank you, I’ll leave you a five star review.” 

“I appreciate that, thank you!” The driver named Jacob, or Jake, you couldn’t really remember, spoke to you. Exiting out of the car you threw your bag over your shoulder. As your uber drove away, another SUV took its place, pulling up behind you. Paying no mind to it, you walked inside, squinting at the fluorescent lights beaming brightly in the lobby. 

Blinking a few times, your eyes adjusted to the brightness as you approached a woman smiling at you with a neatly pressed uniform on. “Hi! Do you have a reserved room?” 

“Huh, no actually I was hoping you guys had extra rooms left?” You wanted to face palm for not ordering the room in advance but you were busy with other things such as training, exploring the city and even running into a few fans while doing so. 

You watched as the woman typed on the computer. The more she scrolled through whatever page she was looking at the more you worried they were out of rooms. The weight of your back was starting to kill your shoulders and you wished something would pop up soon before your lower back and shoulders gave out. As you were about to call it quits and find another hotel the woman smiled and looked at you. “It looks like someone just canceled their reservation. I have a bed for the night.” 

A sigh of relief exhaled your breath as your tired eyes were begging for sleep and your body begging for a hot shower. “Yes please, I’ll take it.”

“Aye, wait!” A thick British accent erupted behind you. “I need a room too! Don’t you dare tell me you’re getting the last room, Y/N.” 

You cringed behind you hearing Pete’s voice shout in your ear, you wanted to spin around and smack him for causing you a headache but you withheld yourself. “I’m sorry sir, but she was here first and got the last room.” The worker informed Pete. 

“Nuh-Huh, I am not paying for another uber to drive me to another hotel.” Pete’s voice was now echoing throughout the lobby and the last thing you needed was someone recording his little tantrum. “I’m crashing with her.”

“Oh the fuck you are!” You hissed towards the male. “You are not sleeping in the same room as me.” You argued back. 

“I am not going anywhere until I get that fucking room key.” Pete stared down at you, his dark brown eyes staring into you. He was tired as well, the dark circles under his eyes were heavy and you could tell not only was he tired but cranky. 

“If you two can’t come to an agreement I need you both to leave or I’ll call the cops.” The woman said with a shaky voice, obviously uncomfortable with the yelling. You gritted your teeth knowing the only way you were getting that room was if Pete was too. 

“I’ll even pay.”

“I can pay for myself.” You spat at him.

“Really? Last time I checked your sales were down and you weren’t getting shit in your paychecks.” Pete smirked down at you as you looked away. You hated that somehow someone leaked your rating of merch sales. 

“Fine.” You stepped away from the counter for Pete to pay for the room as you headed towards the elevator, not wanting to be around him. Pete pulled out his wallet and handed the woman his credit card as she swiped it for payment in exchange for the room key.

You huffed with an eye roll as you watched Pete stroll towards you with a cocky smirk on his face. “Since I paid for the room, I got the bed.” He pressed the up button for the elevator. 

Your jaw dropped at his words. “Oh hell no I fucked my neck up during the match tonight. I am not sleeping on the floor.” You stomped your foot against the marble flooring like a child. 

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open, Pete walked in first and pressed the button for what floor our room was on. “Well, I’m not sleeping on the floor.” Pete chuckled. “Guess we’ll share the bed or you can sleep in the bathtub, you’re choice.” Pete shrugged watching you slip in the elevator right before the doors closed.

“Whatever.” You mumbled, wrapping your arms around your aching body, you held yourself tight as you watched the numbers climb up and stop at the fourth floor. As the doors opened you followed Pete down the hallway towards the room. Not saying a word to him, you watched as he swiped the card and opened the door. 

Looking inside you saw it was a pretty standard hotel room. One queen size bed in the middle of the room, there was a dresser and the television on top of it. The mini fridge was tucked in the corner with a microwave on top. “Cozy.” Pete hummed, placing his bag on top of the bed and digging through it. 

You placed your bag on the other side of the bed, which faced the AC. “Nuh-Huh, I paid for it so I get the AC side.” Pete said. 

Rolling your eyes, you didn’t fight with the Brit, grabbing your bag you tossed it to the other side of the bed, rounding the foot of the bed you went on your side and went back to digging through the duffle. Gathering your pajamas you went towards the bathroom to shower. Shutting and locking the door you exhaled a tiring breath. 

Just one night, you can do this for one night. Is what you yourself as you look at your reflection in the mirror. 

Sighing softly you exit the bathroom fully clean in a fresh pair of pajamas. You rubbed the towel against your damp hair to collect any more of the water as you walked back to the bed. You froze seeing Pete laying on top of the covers flipping through the channels on the television. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” You choked out, looking away from him.

“Watching tv?” Pete raised an eyebrow towards me. 

“Where are your pajamas?” You shouted, still shielding your eyes away from Pete who was only in his boxers. 

“I’m wearing them.”

“No! You’re wearing boxers, where is your shirt and pants?” 

“I get hot when I sleep, you’re fine. We basically wear nothing when we wrestle anyways.” Pete pointed out. 

Groaning, you looked to see that he was now under the blanket. Moving towards the bed you pulled back the covers and got under them, laying on the soft mattress. “You better stay on your side.” You demanded, laying on the other side of the bed, nearly hanging off.

“With pleasure.” Pete grumbled as he shut the television off and rolled over, the room was eerily dark and the only thing to be heard with Pete’s shallow breaths as you slowly fell asleep.

Your body was fuming like a furnace, uncomfortably hot and slightly sweaty. Your eyes still shut as you were partially asleep until you tried to move but a large arm was wrapped around your waist. Sighing softly, you relaxed into the pillow and were about to drift off fully to sleep until you remembered where you were and who you were with.

Your eyes snapped open. Darkness filled the room, looking towards the nightstand the red lines of the clock showed it being 2:33am. Pete’s arm still wrapped around your waist in a tight hug, you tried wiggling away from him but you were already so close to the edge. Freezing when you heard Pete grumbling in his sleep, you didn’t want to wake him. He was already so crabby when he was awake you didn’t want to know what he was like when being forced out of his sleep.

A silent squeal escaped your lips as Pete pulled your body closer to his, your back flushed against his bare chest. You felt your face heat up and your body becoming warmer. This man’s body temperature was built differently as if he could survive the winter with no coat or jacket. You exhaled a slow breath, grabbing his wrist you tried pulling his arm off of you but in that moment Pete scooted closer to you making you freeze.

That’s when you felt it. The rigid hardness against your cheeks through your thin pajama bottoms. Pete’s hard cock grinds against your ass, a soft moan escaping Pete’s throat in his sleep. You quickly pushed Pete away from you harshly, gagging loudly. 

Pete snored, jolting awake his heavy eyelids opening in alert manner as he scanned the room. “Wh- What? What!” Pete shouted as he noticed you gagging and now standing by the side of the bed. “What the fuck, Y/N! I’m sleeping!” 

“Why are you hard?” You shouted at him. 

Pete took a moment to hear your words. “What? I’m not!” Pete said, hold the blanket closer to his form. 

“Yes you are! You were cuddling me and I felt your boner against my ass!” You felt the need to rush to the bathroom to take another hot shower and scrub your body.

“Why were you letting me cuddle you!” Pete argued back. 

“What- What do you mean! I was asleep and when I woke up you were cuddling me! I didn’t force you to cuddle me!” You yelled back at him.

“I’m a cuddler! I cuddle in my sleep! I’m sorry!” Pete said aggressively but he meant his apology. “Just come back to bed and go to sleep, we have to get up in a few hours.” Pete dug himself back into the mattress and pulled the blanket closer to him.

“You expect me to sleep in the same bed with you while you have a boner?” Your eyes darted towards the blanket where he was pitching a tent and back up to his face.

“Well, I can’t really get rid of it right now, now can I?” Pete hissed as he rolled over, his back facing you. 

You swallowed, slowly you climbed back into the bed, the mattress dipping with your weight now being on it as you pulled the covers up, you stared at the ceiling. “So, like, does it hurt?”

“What?”

“Your boner, does it hurt?”

There was a silent pause for a few seconds before Pete spoke again. “I mean, it doesn’t hurt like painfully but it’s annoying. Why do you want to help me get rid of it?” Pete threw in a bit of sassiness into the question but there was that long pause waiting for you to reply.” 

“If you want me to.” 

“What?” Pete asked again.

“I said if you want me to.”

“Shut the fuck up and go to bed, Y/N.”

You felt the covers being pulled more towards Pete as he held them closer to himself. “No, I mean it. I mean I don’t like you and I know you don’t like me but I’m not going to let you suffer in pain.”

Pete rolled over, his back on the mattress as he now was in the same position as you. “One, I’m not in pain and two, I don’t… Not like you.” Pete said. “You’re annoying, okay? But I don’t… Hate you, I mean you get on my nerves but I don’t hate you.”

“But you’re always so mean to me.” You frowned, looking at him.

Pete turned his head and looked at you with a shrug. “I’m British.” He laughed. “Well, if you’d really like to help me, it has been awhile since a tight cunt has been around my cock.” 

You felt your cheeks burn at how he spoke cooly about not having sex in a while. “Maybe I changed my mind.” 

“Don’t tease me girl, my cock is aching to be touched.” Pete whispered only for you to giggle, hearing him beg sounded different from Pete when he wasn’t yelling at you in the ring. 

In a swift motion, you were on top of him, straddling his lap, pinning his cock against his toned stomach. Pete hissed softly at the feeling of your weight pinning him. “Thatt’a girl.” Pete hummed, his hands going to your waist, massaging it. 

Slowly grinding your hips against him, you let out a soft moan as your clothed clit grinds against his cock. “Fuck.” Pete sighed, tilting his head back. 

Looking down at the motions of your hips you saw Pete’s pre-come already staining his boxers. “Someone’s eager.” 

“Shut up.” Pete bit back slightly with a blush upon his face. 

“It’s cute.” You hummed, raising yourself up you pulled his tight boxers down his thighs, exposing his thickness. You admired how it bounced out of the confinement of his boxers and twitched freely, begging to be touched again. You awkwardly kicked off your pajama pants and tossed them to the side, now straddling Pete once more but with panties on. 

Grinding against him once again, the fabric of your thong grazed against his growing cock with each movement. “Hmm.” Pete hummed deeply. “Need you, now.” He moaned. 

“Say please.” You smiled, it wasn’t everyday you see Pete Dunne begging.

 “Baby, please.” Pete sucked in a breath as your movements went slower against his cock. “Y/N, please ride me.” Pete swallowed thickly as his voice was hoarse. “Need your tight pussy around me, make me feel good.”

Your stomach clenched hearing Pete whine and beg for you to fuck him, to give him the relief that he so needs. “Well,” You placed your hand upon his chest and slowly dragged it down, you could feel his skin break out in goosebumps. “Since you’ve asked so nicely.” You raised yourself up once more and pushed aside your soaked panties and slowly grind your bareness against Pete’s cock, rubbing your juices against him. 

Pete shivered at your actions, his dark lustful brown eyes watching your every move, a soft groan escaped his lips as you grabbed his thick cock. “Is this what you wanted?” You asked, slowly placing the tip in between your lips. 

“Y- Yes, fuck yes please.” Pete panted heavily as his cock twitched in between your folds as your pussy slowly swallowed him as you sunk yourself down. “Oh, fuck.” Pete sang as he was buried deep inside of you. “You fucking feel fantastic.” Pete sighed, his eyes fluttering shut. 

You let out  a soft sigh as Pete was stretching your walls to a perfect meter. “Hmm, you feel good too.” You gave him a wolfish grin, rolling your hips Pete sucked in a breath. 

“Fuck, if you keep doing that you’re gonna make me come.” Pete whimpered out.

“That’s the plan.” You snickered as you started to slowly rise yourself up, you sunk back down doing this motion repeatedly and started to pick up momentum. Soon you were slamming yourself down Pete’s cock, choked moans left the both of you as you were fucking yourself on him. “Fuck, Pete!” You cried out as your walls tightened around his thickness, your creamy juices dripping down his heavy sac and onto the bed sheets. 

“Shit, Y/N. You’re fucking sucking me in deep, princess.” Pete moaned, planting his feet on the mattress, he gripped your waist and started to pound up into you. Your jaw dropped slightly as his cock head was hitting all the right spots. “Fuck, yes, yes fucking take this cock!” Pete sobbed as his cock kept pushing further inside of you, his balls slapped against your skin, echoing throughout the room. “Fuck, almost yes, almost there, that’s it. Y/N, fuck, gonna take my come baby? You’re gonna fucking take it!” Pete’s cock twitched harshly inside of you, hinting to you that he was close to his orgasm.

“What- What the fuck?” Pete asked as you pinned his waist down to the mattress. “Y/N? What the fuck, I was about to come.” Pete panted, sweat forming on his brow as he scrunched them in confusion.

“Well, Pete since you’ve done nothing but torment me since I’ve been in the company. I think it’s time for payback.” You stopped your movements but Pete’s hard length was still fully inside you.

“No, no, no!” Pete sobbed. “Please, Y/N I’m sorry. I should have never been mean to you, just please, fuck- please let me come inside your sweet pussy.” Pete was begging as if his life depended on it. Pete let out a sob as you squeezed your walls tightly around his thick cock. “Fuckin’ hell! Don’t be a bitch!” Pete sobbed.

“Me, a bitch?” You laughed. “You’ve torched me, Dunne. Got in my head, made me injure myself in a match all because of your cruel words. I think you can let me fucking enjoy this and have you writher underneath me.” 

Pete swallowed thickly, slightly twitching but he nodded in agreement. “Say it.” You said.

“I- I’ll be good.” Pete whispered.

“Say ‘I’ll be a good boy’.” 

“I’ll be a good boy.” Pete corrected himself. “I’ll be a good boy for you, Y/N.” Pete shivered underneath you, his cock still hard in your tight channel. 

“Good boy.” You smiled down at him as you slowly started to rock your hips against him, grinding at your own pace. “Hmm, I have to say, Pete. You have an impressive cock.” You moaned as you bounced your ass back down on him.

“T- Thank you, thank you, Y/N.” Pete’s cock twitched inside of you. “I- I don’t know if I can hold back any longer.” Pete whimpered. The sucktion of your wet cunt had his cock aching and begging to release his seed. 

“Shh, just a little longer. I like the feeling of your thick dick inside of me.” You let out a cute little moan that made Pete twitch again, driving him crazy. “I’ve thought about you a few times.” You slid back down on his cock, going back up, his cock nearly exiting out of your fucked pussy but you pushed back down, moaning.

“Y- Yeah?” Pete choked, watching your movements with hooded eyes. “Like how?” His hands still gripping your waist but never trying to make you move faster.

“Slowly riding you like this, taking you in the ring during practice matches, fucking you backstage.” You shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal. “Daydreaming of you making a mess of me, stuff like that.” 

“I- I can do that.” Pete gripped your waist, nails digging into your flesh.

“I know you will and we’re gonna.” You started to pick up the pace once more, the sweet sound of his dick entering your wet pussy echoed off the hotel room walls. “And we’re going to start by you coming deep inside of me.” You moaned, gripping his chest, you raked your nails down his bare skin making Pete hiss in agony and pain but he didn’t dare complain because he didn’t want you to stop. 

“Come in me Pete, come deep inside of me.” You moaned as you slammed down on his cock, the bed shaking underneath the both of you as you fucked yourself harder on him. 

Pete’s eyes rolled in the back of his head as the sweet taste of relief started to climb higher. “Oh- Oh fuck, oh god- Y/N. Fuck! Take it, take it baby!” Pete cried.

Gasping loudly you felt his hot seed explode inside of you as you chased your own orgasm, your vision blurred as you screamed Pete’s name, still bouncing on his cock while you rode out your high. “Oh Petey, fuck!” Shivering, it felt like lightning bolts shot up your back at the overdosing feeling of Pete’s come painting your insides. You both exhaled a breath and you slowly rolled off of him, nuzzling against his naked body. 

A comfortable silence formed between the two of you. You could feel yourself slowly fall asleep until Pete said something.

“You know, maybe you are good at something.”

“Is that something being your cock warmer?”

“You’re gonna get me riled up again, doll.” Pete growled as he pulled you closer to his form and kissed the top of your head. “But yes.”

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Secret Smile: A Tale of Two Reunions (Chapter Seven)

Secret Smile | Javier Peña x female reader

Summary: Before returning to Colombia to get things right this time, Javi’s childhood best friend asks him to keep an eye out for his sister while they’re both stationed in the embassy. Only you don’t need Javier to keep an eye you her. Your role as a new legal advisor is all about keeping an eye on him after all Sparks fly, lines will be drawn and broken and there’s everything to lose.

Word Count: 5.9 k Chapter Warnings: 18+ blog, language, mentions of alcohol, reader has a nickname (Blue) but no physical descriptors are used, depression, past sexual harassment and sexism, past toxic workplace with pretty terrible HR management, un beta’d. Author's Notes: Thanks, as always, for all your lovely comments and reblogs to this fic so far. It means the world to me. I've been very nervous about this chapter but I hope it works?

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Javi’s never spent much time in Florida before. Besides growing up in Texas, most of his working career has been spent in Colombia, or briefly Mexico at the start. He’s had a couple of meetings in DC, most notably the time he thought he would be fired and instead was offered this promotion. 

Perks of the job, he supposes. Join the DEA and you’ll get to explore new places while stopping the bad guys; that was how it had been sold to him back in the day.

It’s draining though. Today he’s been in three different countries, taken two flights, plus he chased Jurado across a town like he still thought he was in his twenties.  At least there’s only an hour time difference here. At least they get tonight to reset. You and Javi can’t fly back to Colombia until the morning so Javi and you have been booked into a nearby hotel.

You’re still with the lawyers from Justice. In fact, you were the one who had suggested he go back to the hotel, that why didn’t he check in with Steve while he was here, make the most of the unexpected delay? There isn’t anything else he can do right now.

So now he’s at the hotel bar, having just finished a decidedly average burger and fries that was the only meal that met the new expenses policy limits, making sure to pocket his receipt while he remembers, and you’re probably still working.

Since he came back to Colombia, since you came back into his life, he’s only really seen you working in the embassy. He’s watched you make calls, plans, smooth paths and write paperwork. He’s never seen you like he has today though; in full lawyer mode.

You’re impressive.

There were other lawyers there and waiting but it was you Javi was watching, you who took control of the situation and pushed for solutions. You who spoke to them to prepare the testimony from Jurado, who had written the deal out already.

Then when Javi walked back in the room some time later and saw Jurado’s lawyer, he knew. He saw your face, the frustration clear, but you still tried.

He watched you dodge and weave through Starkman’s arguments, to try and make the deal still happen. You were calm, methodical, collected. Every now and then you’d meet Javi’s gaze, looking desperately like you wanted to roll your eyes at him over some unwelcome road bump and then turning your attention back to the moment as thought you had never looked at him.

You’ve both changed so much since Laredo; he remembers you there as shy, nervous, passionate about the things you loved, yes, but never like this.

It’s not enough though.

All that effort, running around Curacao in the sweltering heat and damn near falling of a roof like an idiot, all of it is for nothing. Javi has a feeling it doesn’t matter how skilled you are as a lawyer; it’s all going nowhere without Christina. Jurado won’t talk until she’s safe. Javi doesn’t even blame him.

Javi wonders what that’s like, loving someone that much. Though he wonders how much love there is to expose your wife to that situation, to use her passport to further your work. She was clearly unhappy when Javi spoke to her, he could see the loneliness in her eyes. The Jurados are truly in a sorry mess now.

Javi’s time in Colombia is one step forward and five steps back. Franklin’s wife still hasn’t arrived at the embassy. Javi swears Christina was on board, she was ready when he spoke to her on the runway - she was meant to be on her way so he can’t see her going to  Jurado’s employers instead. No, there’s a rising sense of dread and worry coating his skin like sweat. Things are only going to get worse. Stoddard and the team are trying to find where she might be in the city, to see if they can get her and bring her to the US.

There’s nothing he can do from here right now though.  He’s a passenger right now, until tomorrow, until they land back in Bogotá.  He’s powerless and he hates it.

He notices Steve instantly as he walks over to Javi’s table in the smoking section. Javi moves his empty plate to one side before standing up to greet his old partner.

Steve looks well - being away from Colombia suits him. The last time they’d spoken, Steve had said that things were a lot better with him and Connie, that Olivia was in preschool and happy, that being home was working for him. He’s a DEA consultant now; he trains new agents, provides case studies or advice on how to approach a case. 

He’s not in the field though.

Steve fought his battle. He was there when they took down Escobar.

They order drinks and make the initial small talk before Steve proudly shows Javi the latest photo of Olivia in his wallet.  If anything is a stark reminder of the years that have passed, the sizeable amount of Javi’s life dedicated to this war, it’s seeing that Olivia isn’t a baby anymore. She’s a child with her hair in bunches and a wide toothy grin on her face. Javi wonders if she even remembers Colombia now, if she would remember him or any of her time there.

A few minutes later, Steve takes a gulp from his beer and looks at Javi carefully. His expression is one Javi recognises; this is the moment when Steve is getting to the crux of whatever he wanted to raise.

“I can’t believe they wanted you back,” he says lightly.

“Me either. Thought I was being fired when I went to DC after it all went down.”

“You’re a good agent, Javier. You know we couldn’t have - we couldn’t have done what we did without you. I just still can’t get over that you actually went back there,” Steve continues and Javi gets the sense that Steve means a lot more than just that the DEA had invited him back. “That you’ve spent months back there again and what - you’re in for a few more, another year of this?”

He’s not sure how to respond that, what he’s supposed to say about the albatross of obligation and redemption that’s bound so tightly around his neck that it’s become a noose.

“Job wasn’t done, Steve. The Cali godfathers, all of that - I want to get it right. Besides, I’m not sure now I’m back that they actually did want me back.”

“What do you mean?”

Javi stubs out his cigarette. “They wanted a poster boy.”

Steve laughs at that, shakes his head. “And they thought of you?”

“Hey, of the two of us, I am obviously the better looking one.”

“In my first week in Bogotá, you asked me to sneak papers down my trousers out of a secure lock up.”

“And I stand by that, Steve.”

“How the fuck would they ever have thought you’d just sit there and take that?”

Javi lights a cigarette and shrugs, offering the packet to Steve who shakes his head.

“I quit.”

“I did try the gum,” Javi admits before taking a long drag of his cigarette.

“That seems to be working out well for you,” Steve says dryly.

“Fucking brilliantly,” he says, raising his eyebrows.

“So, they wanted a figurehead, not - not you. How’s that going? You didn’t answer me. I know you, Javi, I know you wouldn’t do that.”

“They have tried to make it harder - fucking Stechner’s been - himself. Um, there’s a lawyer who works in tandem with Justice and the Ambassador and is my - unofficial liaison? I don’t know. Unofficially, they wanted her to keep an eye on me.” It feels like a terrible way to describe Blue, to introduce who she is to Steve.

Steve puts his glass down and meets Javi’s gaze straight on.

“What the fuck?”

“Yeah. It’s fine though. It turns out I knew her so -”

“Oh god, Javi. She’s not someone you slept with before, is she?”

“Wow, do you really think so little of me?”

Steve raises his eyebrows at Javi and yeah, maybe he knows where Steve is coming from. The thing is, despite his reputation, he doesn’t feel like he was as much as a rogue as people wanted to paint him.

“No, she’s from Laredo,” he says.  “Actually, I was good friends with her brother growing up so I’ve known her a long time. Still am friends with her brother. She’s a good person, Steve. She wants the same thing as me. Blue wants us to get the godfathers, shut it down. We need to get real justice for the people, so that’s what we’re going for.”

“Blue?”

“Oh, fuck, it’s just her nickname from when we were kids.”

“So, you’re just working with her, Javi? This woman from your hometown, you’ve known for years you’re telling me? Who you call by her childhood nickname?  Who is your friend’s sister? And you’re just … working together on this?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You forget I know you Javi and I’m hearing how you’re talking about her.”

“Fuck off.”

“Too close to home? Tread carefully, Javi, please.”

He doesn’t know the half of it, Javi thinks, immediately thinking of the moment he almost kissed you.  He takes a deep drag of his cigarette and doesn’t answer letting silence be his answer.

“How’s it down there now anyway?“ Steve asks after a moment. His voice manages to convey both a desire to be distanced from Bogotá and a sense of wistfulness at once. Javi gets it.

“It’s the same but different, Steve. The godfathers aren’t like Escobar. It’s a whole different type of battle down there right now.” Javi can’t tell Steve about the surrender deal he’s blown up, about the way everything is working out, or rather how it isn’t, about how fragile and terrifying the odds feel right now.

“So, what are you going to do when it’s done?”

“No fucking idea. You’re the one who said I was a lifer.”

Steve pauses and takes a sip of his own drink.  “Yeah, I did say that didn’t I?”

Javi shrugs, raises his beer to his friend in a mock salute.

He’s not sure how to truly answer Steve. He’s not sure what’s next for him; he can’t see himself in Laredo but the job is weighing on him, the job is changing. In all honesty, he has no clue what will come next. Home? His dad’s ranch? The life he originally wanted to escape? It’d be kind of poetic, he supposes. He’s not sure what else there is for him except DEA station after station for the rest of his life, watching his agents take part in missions while he sits in a suit and argues with other people about it.

“Anyway, tell me what’s new with you,” Javi asks instead.

The paperwork and handoff with your Justice colleagues takes hours. A part of you almost enjoyed the discussions with Starkman, the back and forth and chess moves to try and get what you needed.

You’re still not there though and that’s frustrating, draining even. You’re used to getting through a problem, but this one worries you.

Still, Jurado is in custody, the team have a solid case against him and that prosecution will proceed. Javi just needs him to talk and maybe he can get Christina back at the table too.

You’ve done as much as possible right now.

 All you can think about right now is how desperately you’re looking forward to getting to your hotel room and changing out of these sticky, creased clothes, having a shower and then sleeping until you need to get up for Tomorrow’s flight to Bogotá. You’re past the point of wanting food, of wanting anything other than this day to be over and for you to crawl into bed.

You’re finally on your way out of the building when you bump into him.

He looks just like he did all those months ago, back when you were last in DC. An expensive suit, intricately coiffured honeyed hair, wafting overpriced cologne that follows him with every step.

“What are you doing here?” you ask, a mix of surprise and horror in your voice when you watch his eyes take you in.  Your palms are becoming sweaty already and you’re desperate to get out of this building, to get as far away from here as quickly as possible.

This can’t be happening. He can’t be here.

“Oh, just a Justice case I’ve been working on. I can’t really -“ he says after a pause.

“Right, of course.” You’re wondering if you can get away with stamping your heel through his overpriced Italian shoes before you run out of the building.

“Why are you here? The last I heard you were working in Mexico?”

You feel a pang of annoyance; frustration that he knows enough about you to know you were working abroad, that he assumed it would be in Mexico. You’re outraged that his tone is as relaxed as it is, almost lazy. How dare he? How fucking dare he?

“Colombia,” you correct. “That’s why I’m here - it’s for the case we’re working on.”

“Damn, that’s intense.”

“It’s fine,” you say, your voice unfamiliar and sharp. It’s the same tone you used to employ in the courtroom against particularly difficult attorneys. It’s your ice queen voice, the one that other lawyers used to dread, that earned you your steely reputation for excellence.

The memories flood you; good, bad, somewhere in between. It’s like an avalanche, as though everything you’ve been avoiding has just hit you all at once and your chest is tight and you’re not entirely sure if you’re even breathing correctly right now.

You left DC to avoid having to go through this. You fucking moved country to avoid this.

How can he be here? What forces have you upset to bring such an awful, obscure coincidence into your day? And if he’s here, what if …

Their names freeze on your tongue. You swallow, even though your mouth feels bone dry. You can do this, you think. You can.

“You took the job I was going for, after everything,” you say, folding your arms around yourself. The hate, rage, and devastation tastes sour like bile in your mouth. “Even after what happened?”

You remember everything.

“It was a promotion. Did you honestly expect me to say no? You wanted that job too, remember? You can’t honestly tell me you have said no if our positions were reversed.”

“Of course I would have.”

“No, you wouldn’t. You’re kidding yourself if you think that. I know you; I remember what you were like in court. You’re ambitious.”

It’s not a point worth arguing. You know the truth and you know you’ll never know what could have been. You’re sure you wouldn’t have though, you’re sure your moral code would have prevailed.

 In another world though, maybe the positions are reversed and you’re standing in Simon’s shoes. If that had happened then you’d never have bumped into Javi again, you’d be in DC going about your old life with your old friends. It’s unimaginable.

You feel like that version of yourself is dead.

“So, what? Now you work with them?” you probe, because now the wound is open you can’t stop the outpouring, “What, do you all sit in the office together? Have a good laugh and joke about it - about me? Do you join in?”

He whispers your name, gaze fixated on the floor. All you can think is that this man used to be your friend and now he can hardly meet your eyes. You can barely even think of him without your blood pressure rising.

“Nothing actually happened,” Simon says after a moment, “he didn’t actually do anything to you, didn’t even touch you. That’s what you said to me, remember? Look, everything got out of hand, it didn’t need to go down like that.”

There’s an uncomfortable silence as you take in his admonishment. It’s on you then, you’re the one who rocked the boat, who blew the whistle. No, that’s not right.

“Fuck you. I never want to speak to you again, Simon.”

You spin on your heels, eager to get away, get out of here. Your heart is racing, your body feels numb and the voices of the ghosts that haunt you whisper in your ear the whole way to the hotel. 

“Hey Shelley, it’s Jamie …I don’t think she’s doing so well. I think you should try and get a flight out … I know … I know … Shelley? I don’t know if she’s coming back from this. I think we’re losing her.”

You sink your head deeper into the bath water as though the water has the answers. Maybe Jamie’s right.

You’re not sure who you are anymore, who you can trust.

Maybe they’re right. Maybe it’s all you. Maybe you’ve misinterpreted and twisted it all. You’ve been through it a thousand times and each time the details get hazier, less clear. You doubt yourself more by the day. Some days you’re not even sure what’s real anymore.

You have so much more empathy for any witness you’ve ever put on the stand now.

Maybe Jamie’s right too. You’re not sure how you come back from this? How do you ever go back to the office and just pretend it hasn’t happened?

You’ve prided yourself on being a strong lawyer, on being one of the best in your office. You never give up. Not usually.

This is different though.

You’re so tired. So drained. You feel like there’s nothing inside you anymore, like the process of the last few months has shucked the life out of you leaving only a shell behind.

Your promotion is over. You’ll have to continue to sit opposite them day in and day out and just - pretend? Every day, hour after hour, you’ll just sit there and know they’ll be talking about you the second you leave the room. You’ll be given all of the lousy cases, never progress further. You’ll be the cautionary tale to any other woman in the office who would dare speak up. You’ll be judged, you’re already being judged.

It’s only been two weeks and you can’t do it a day longer.

You’re done.

Your ex-boyfriend is sleeping on your sofa because he’s the only person you have left in this city. Because every other friend you have in this city you have either just realised is not your friend, or you have quietly just shut out until they stopped calling.

Except for Jamie, and that’s only because of Shelley and Carlos. Only because they called him out of worry, out of fear. Only because Shelley wouldn’t let you cut her off and leave you to your loneliness.

In her last call, she had gently suggested changing jobs, seeking a change of scenery - was that how she phrased it? It wasn’t running away, she said, it would be prioritising yourself.  She mentioned that Laredo needed a new ADA.  It felt too close though. You can’t go home broken like this, you’re not ready.

You heard from an old law school friend there was good legal work available in some of the embassies a while ago, that he’d got to travel to amazing countries for his job before he’d settled down in California last summer. Maybe something like that would be far enough away. He’d offered to recommend you for a post if you were looking for something new. You were going for the promotion then though so you put him off. But now?

You rise up from the bathtub, rest your arms either side of the bath and think for a moment.

Maybe Shelley’s right. It’s time for a change.

He sees you in the lobby just as he’s leaving the bar with Steve. Javi feels a little lighter; catching up with Steve has helped. For an hour or so, he’s been able to forget about Christina, to forget about Jurado, to remember when the job was more active, when he had a partner with him on this and he didn’t have to wear a suit and sit in stressful meetings.

Before Steve turned up in Colombia, Javi had felt like he was treading through molasses, every step infinitely harder than it should be. No one cared enough, he was fighting and it felt futile.

Javi scoffs at the memory. Yeah, why is that familiar again?

He waves you over with a casual smile as your paths are about to cross.

“Hey, Blue, this is -” Javi begins.

“I’m so sorry, I have to go,” you say, brushing past him.

Javi looks at your retreating form in surprise. “That was weird.” He’d thought you want to meet Steve, after all you’d encouraged him to meet Steve in the first place.

“She’s upset,” Steve says quietly.

“What? No, she isn’t, Steve.” You’re clearly not upset; Javi knows you, knows how tough you are. No, Steve has to be wrong.

“Well, she looked upset,” Steve persists.

“How do you - you don’t even know her, Steve.”

“I have a wife, Javi, and she looks like Connie when she’s upset. ”

He thinks back to your face as you walked back - everything in your body seemed tightly coiled like a spring and were those tears in your eyes? Your voice was so distant too. Maybe things had been more stressful with the Justice guys than he thought.

He’s not sure where you are in the hotel though; whether he should even try and talk to you right now.

Steve’s right though, something’s wrong and Javi needs to know why.

You make your way to the plane quietly, noticing Javi standing by the gangway, coffees balanced precariously in your hands. He’s wearing his DEA jacket and yellow aviators that he’s clearly had for a while.

He nods in acknowledgement when he sees you.

You wordlessly hand him a coffee before you both walk onto the plane.

The coffee served at breakfast was terrible; maybe the worst hotel coffee you’ve ever had. You’d taken full advantage of a five-minute window to get coffee at the airport; it was a need not a want. You’d bought one for Javi without a thought.

He smiles when he takes the coffee and your fingers brush very slightly in the handover.

“You saw the breakfast coffee then?” He asks lightly, giving you the out. In this moment you think he might be the best person you know.

“That wasn’t coffee. No idea what it was, but it wasn’t coffee.”

The two of you sit opposite each other, your coffees on the table in front of you.

“How was Steve?” you ask politely as the plane begins to move down the runway, “I’m sorry I had to uh, go straight to the room. Think I ate something off.” You hate that such an embarrassing lie is your excuse, that you prefer the idea of Javi thinking that than knowing you were upset, than running the risk of him asking why.

“Are you okay now?” Javi asks before sitting opposite you on the plane.

“I’m fine.”

“Steve thought - I thought … ”

“I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

No, you think, no I have hardly slept and I feel ridiculous that last night took me back like it did.

“I’m fine,” you repeat.

Javi nods at you but his furrowed brow tells you that he doesn’t believe you.

“Still no word from Christina?” you ask, automatically squeezing your knee as you feel the plane ascend higher in the air.

“No,” Javi says, pinching his brow. “Are we fucked without her?”

“We need to find her to secure Jurado’s testimony, yes. But if you have something else, another angle for this case then … maybe we’ll be okay.”

“What is really going on with you?”

Perhaps it’s because he’s persistent, perhaps it’s because he is meticulously trained in extracting truths from people, or perhaps it’s because he’s from home and he feels safe right now. You feel the words rise up though.

“I saw someone I used to work with.”

“And that upset you?”

“Yes.”

“Did they say something to you? Was that why were you upset?”

“No, he didn’t.”

“So did the bastard break your heart back in DC or something?” Javi jokes and then pauses when he sees your face.

You could let him have this misunderstanding. Pin it all on his assumption. You can see the cogs turning, the maths in his head, your near kiss makes sense to him now and your subsequent rejection.

You should let him believe this.

“Javi,” you say softly, “you have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“So tell me,” he says bluntly, looking at you with plaintive eyes. “Help me understand.”

“He was a friend and now he’s not. It’s simple. No big drama,” you say, looking out of the window at the cerulean sky all around you.

“Well, something clearly happened.” Javi shifts forward towards you, his elbows on the plastic table between you, hands closer to yours. “Blue, did something happen yesterday? Do we need to -” You can hear a hint of alarm in his voice and quickly realise what he’s assuming.

“No, no. He didn’t - please, it’s nothing. It’s honestly not - I’m just - it’s nothing, Javi.”

“It’s nothing? Doesn’t sound like nothing.”

“It’s a long story.”

“Well, we’ve got time.” He shifts, moves his hands across the desk that divides you; the distance between your bodies feeling more like a chasm with each breath.

“It’s stupid, don’t worry about it, Javi. Nothing happened,” you say, aware you’re just repeating Simon’s own words and excuses to you. 

“Blue?”

There are wars in your head. Arguments screaming and competing to be the loudest. You want to tell him. You can’t tell him.

You have this overwhelming desire to bare your soul right now though, you would like him to know and to understand.

It’s pathetic though, you think, so trifling to someone like him. He’s worked for the DEA for around a decade; Javi’s heard and probably seen far, far worse things happen to people. Simon’s words repeat over and over in your mind.

“Nothing actually happened … he didn’t do anything to you.”

If nothing happened though, why did it affect you so much? You’ve prosecuted far more evil men in your career: murderers, rapists. You know how the world works. That office, those men, even without touching you they broke you down. Sometimes you hate yourself for that, that you let that happen.

“It’s okay,” Javi says suddenly, breaking you out of your thoughts. “I’m sorry I asked. You don’t have to -”

“I was applying for a promotion, for the same job Simon has now. I would have been running the department I worked for and I was ready for it. I was so ready for it, Javi. I - there were always comments and I’m used to that. I’ve been the only woman in my office many times before. I know what to expect, how to ignore it and block it out. I know people say about me behind my back.”

“Blue -”

“There was this guy though, not the guy from yesterday, not Simon. It was someone else.”

You pause, unwilling to say his name and wring your hands. Just thinking about taking about this has made your throat feel dry, your palms sweaty and there’s a slow building sense of dread.

You steal a look at Javi who’s calm and solid and you realise that right now you do want to explain it to him. You do want to tell him.

You’d like him to understand.

 It’s just finding the right words. The ones that don’t make it sound worse than it was, because you always worry that if you do that somehow you’re taking something away from the people who’ve really been through it. But it’s about finding the words that don’t lessen it either. You’re balancing on a tightrope of trying to convey the right tone, the right intent. You want to be dispassionate when you tell him about something you can never be dispassionate about.

“He made me feel uncomfortable,” you say after a moment. 

Javi furrows his brow at this. You notice the way he fidgets with his hand on the table; a tic you’ve noticed throughout the past few months. He flutters his fingers before clenching them together, it’s a telling physical manifestation of his nerves you’ve picked up over the months.

“Don’t look like that, Javi, he didn’t do anything, not really.”

“So he did do something?” Javi asks, his eyes have become so intensely dark they’re almost obsidian and his gaze is completely focused on you. You notice how he scans you over, almost checking as though there’s some type of physical mark or scar he can find and appoint to this story.

“Hey, who’s the lawyer here?” you ask, desperate to break the moment, shaking your head. Javi raises his hands in mock defeat and you take a deep breath.

“He made comments, a lot of them and they were - nothing unusual at first, but then maybe they felt almost a little sinister and I - I started to feel really vulnerable in the office. I had to work with him on this important case, we were alone and - and I know it was only words but still. Anyway, I made a complaint.” You regard the dark varnish on your nails, notice the chip on your left index finger before you look at the floor. “That was a mistake. Big mistake.”

“Blue,” Javi says sadly.

“I know, it doesn’t sound all that relevant yet. It will. Anyway, it didn’t go well. They just - closed ranks. My promotion was cancelled. I uh - everyone in the department talked about what had happened openly in the office. Everything I’d spent years working towards for slipped away from me in a second.”

“And what happened to the guy?”

”He didn’t face any consequences and uh, that’s where Simon comes in, I guess. He got my promotion. And uh, to do that, he sided with the guy when he spoke to my old boss. They all did. Only Simon told me beforehand that he believed me. Didn’t stop him from going after a promotion though.”

“Fucking asshole.”

“That was the worst part of it all -  Simon was my friend, Javi. I thought he was my friend.”

Even now you can hear the heavy pain in your voice when you say that, the way his betrayal had just been too much and had cut you open deeper than any knife could have.

“Oh, Blue. It’s okay, you don’t have to -”

“So obviously, I couldn’t stay there after that. When this opportunity came up, I figured I should just do it. Seize the day, right?”

“Seize the day,” Javi repeats flatly.

“And I ended up here.”

You don’t feel relief at your confession; you feel embarrassed. Javi’s DEA - he’s probably heard of far, far worse things happening to other women. Here you are, a mess over seeing someone who let you down once. Here you are, the woman who clearly just couldn’t take a joke.

“Stop that,” he says gently, reaching for your hand and gently squeezing it.

“Stop what?”

“I can see those thoughts going through your head. Don’t.”

“I just -”

“What a fucking shitbag,” he mumbles, “I’m sorry that happened.”

“Wasn’t you,” you say quietly. “It was a while ago, I’m over it. It just bought some stuff up.”

“If you’d told me last night -”

“What, you would have found out where he was and confronted him?”

“Maybe,” he says with a crooked smile and shrug.

“Javi.”

“Blue,” he says, teasingly matching your tone.

“How was Steve?” you ask, desperate to divert attention from yourself. Javi looks at you for a long moment and then nods.

“He was okay,” he says, “It was good to catch up. Hadn’t seen him since I was last in Colombia.”

“Well, I’m glad you got to see him.”

A comfortable silence falls that is only broken when the pilot announces you’ll be landing shortly.

You strain to look out of the window, at the lush greenery and dramatic topography of Colombia.

“It’s a nicer plane than when I first came here.”

“Yeah?”

“I was stuck next to this guy who took up far more room than he should have, so I had to virtually hang over the aisle and then he had the audacity to spend the flight loudly snoring. He also had gas.”

Javi scowls in sympathy. ”Jeez.”

“I know.”

The plane lands smoothly and before you know it, you’re both standing up, ready to get back to the embassy and world.

This flight, this whole trip, has felt like a strange interlude from reality. One filled with ghosts and memories; welcome ones for Javi and unpleasant ones for you.

You’re ready to get back into that open plan office, to hearing meaningless gossip from Linda.

Javi takes your bag from the locker without a word, balancing it precariously with his own suitcase.

“Hey, Javi?” you ask as he hands your handbag when you finally descend the gangway.

“Yeah, Blue?”

“None of my family knows. I told my parents, told Rafa, it was a change I’d been planning for some time.”

“Understood. Thanks for - thanks for sharing that with me, cariño.” Javi nods at you, an unspoken message passing between you.

You’re nervous when you head into the office next day. While you spent most of your working day with Javi yesterday and nothing else was said about what you discussed on the plane, it’s plagued you.

What if he is different with you? What if this is another mistake and he judges you - or worse, what if he pities you? You don’t think you could stand to stay in this job if he looks at you with pity.

He’s standing in his office when you arrive. Arms folded onto his hips, staring at a pile of papers on his desk.

“Hey Javi.”

“Hi.” He looks at up and smiles. It’s a rare sight and you’re glad you’re a professional because his smile could floor you. You have a feeling Javi’s not really struggled for company over the years; that between his puppy eyes and soft smile, the low dulcet tones of his voice, he knows exactly what he is doing.

“So  uh, what’s the plan?” you ask, taking a long sip from the mug of coffee you dutifully took from your office kitchen to Javi’s. You’re very glad the embassy safety representative didn’t see you, no doubt they’d tell you off for wandering around with open topped hot beverages.

You needed the coffee though, needed the defensive barriers you knew it would provide.

You didn’t really sleep much last night.

Jurado is a mess, the deal’s off and no matter how hard you tried, he just won’t talk without his wife.

“We’re going after Miguel Rodríguez,” he says after a pause. “That’s the next step.”

“Have we got a plan?”

“Yeah, we do. Feistl’s got an informant, we can get him, Blue. It’s not over yet.”

“It’ll need some thought, Javi - you don’t want to tip him off. Right now, from what I hear from the local prosecutors, things are not looking great. Miguel’s a loose cannon. It’s a worry. ”

“So, let’s stop him,” Javi says simply. “We’re nearly there.”

“Okay,” you reply, “Okay, Javi. I’m with you.”

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The Devil’s in the Details (But You got a Friend in Me)- Part 2

Samijey Fic- AU From the Royal Rumble

So just a heads up- I’ve changed a few things in this fic from when Part 1 was posted. Nothing major, but if you notice anything’s different that’s why :) Those updates and edits will show up on the full version of this fic when it goes up on AO3.

Thank you SO much to @elementaldoughnut12 for letting me use her chubby Sami prompt, I hope I’m doing it justice 🥰

And thank you to @feelschicken for always being my sounding board when I need it and letting me drag you into new fandoms!

Some warnings for this fic because it is Explicit and reminder as always that my blog is 18+

This part contains: Conversations about weight gain (zero shame involved) a small Panic Attack, Oral Sex, Body Worshipping, and Coming Untouched (mostly)

Part One Here

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That nights' Smackdown passes in a blur, a fight between him and Jimmy and the Alpha Academy that they easily win, taking Gable down with the 1D for the pin.

Roman hasn’t given them any explicit direction since they’re still riding on the momentum of Sami’s injury, which really doesn’t sit well with Jey.

After Smackdown, the rest of the weekend is booked up with House shows, and endless hours in the car with Jimmy and Solo driving between cities.

Despite being crammed into a car with the two people he’s supposed to be closest to, Jey feels more alone than ever.

He has another week and a half before a 3 day break when he can return to Sami. It can’t come soon enough.

---

This pattern continued for a few months, Jey going to the house in Florida whenever he has a break to see Sami. The visits are never as long as he wants them to be, and the time in between when he’s working and traveling seems like torture.

Jey ostensibly has a separate home, an apartment he keeps for mail and tax stuff. But the house where Sami stays rapidly replaces it as “home” to him.

Sami has put on some weight in the meantime, what with being so well fed from Chef Uce-ardee and not being able to do much in the gym other than bulk up his arms, but it makes Jey happy to see Sami so clearly well cared for. His pale skin glows with health, who cares if there’s more of him?

Sami moans about his shirts not fitting, so Jey makes sure on his last few trips to bring lots of merch oversized. He tries his best not to think about why it makes him so pleased to see Sami swimming in a 2XL shirt with his face on it.

Jey has a tight schedule with Wrestlemania coming up, their feud with the Brawling Brutes now heating up to a fever pitch. Jey’s gonna make those bastards pay for what they did to Sami, and he’s gonna do it on the biggest stage of them all.

But that means a solid 6 week stretch through March and April where he can’t make a trip home to Sami, between press and fan appearances and shows.

Jey’s miserable. They text and call each other of course, but it just isn’t the same. Jimmy gives him a hard time whenever he steps out of their hotel room to call Sami, with a teasing “Say hi to your girl for me, Uce!” to which he just rolls his eyes and grumbles for him to shut up.

It’s hard to argue with that logic though, when just hearing Sami’s voice over the phone is the only bright spot of his days.

Somewhere along the way Jey’s feelings for Sami have became more than just a brotherly bond that comes from fighting together. Sami understands him in ways that no one else does, makes him smile and laugh when he’s had a shitty day.

He’s the last person he wants to talk to before going to sleep, and in the dark of shared hotel rooms, Jey’s mind wanders to think about what it might be like to really share a home with Sami, to share a bed and a life together. To always have the other man in his corner.

The only thing that gives Jey pause is the ever looming presence of Roman.

There’s a reason he only calls Sami from the safety of hotel rooms and the cover of night. Roman’s used Jey’s devotion to his brother against him before, made it crystal clear that if Jey doesn’t follow orders, Jimmy would pay the price.

What would Roman do to Sami if he knows how Jey feels? If Jey puts a toe out of line or talks back, would it be Sami’s neck this time?

In his mind’s eye he can see Roman with his hands around Sami’s throat, choking the life out of him as he struggles and reaches for Jey, frozen and powerless to do anything.

Would it be worth it? To love Sami but never be able to keep him safe from his own family?

“You don’t have to do this alone anymore, you know,” Sami voice on the phone cuts through the doom and gloom of his thoughts. “Whatever’s on your mind, we can work through it together.”

Jey laughs ruefully, how does Sami always know?

“Jus’ really miss you, Sami. Things been real intense lately, dunno, worried over nothin’.” Jey rubs his face with his hands, trying to keep himself together.

“It’s not nothing if it’s botherin’ you like this, Jey. Is it Roman? Is he giving you a hard time?”

It really wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, being ordered to take out opponents during Roman’s fights, taking it like a good guard dog.

“The usual, jus’ tired of fightin’ his fights, you know? Got my own fight to deal with. Gotta kick Holland’s ass for even thinkin’ bout touchin’ you.” He tries for a light tone to brighten the mood, but he really didn’t meant to sound so possessive.

Sami is quiet for a moment, and Jey thinks maybe he’s fucked everything up.

“Wish I could be there to help, you don’t always have to fight my fights too. And I gotta teach that asshole a lesson for coming at you like that.” Sami laughs, but Jey can hear the frustration in his voice.

How can Jey tell him that it’s never a hardship to fight Sami’s fights? That he would volunteer to go to war with him before being commanded to do anything by Roman ever again?

Jey’s silent for too long, because Sami’s voice comes over the line again.

“Miss you too, Jey- Just a few more weeks, yeah?”

Jey blinks away the tears that threaten to fall, trying to push down the ache in his chest.

“You just miss my cookin’, I knew it.”

“I got plenty of your food in my freezer!! I’m gonna be up a few weight classes when I come back as it is.”

“Ain’t nothing wrong with that, Uce,” Jey can imagine Sami in the house, sitting up on the couch, big t-shirt barely covering his boxers and thighs, the picture of comfort and home. “M’coming home as soon as I can,” He can hear the naked longing in his own voice.

“I’ll be waiting here,” Sami might have meant that as a joke, but Jey hears the same longing in Sami’s voice and it makes the distance hurt all the more. “You should get some sleep, it’s late.”

“Yeah, you right…”

Jey trails off, but he really doesn’t want to end the conversation.

“Go to bed, Jey!!” Sami laughs, “And tell your brothers I said Hi.”

“Those clowns ain’t gettin’ nothin’ from me,” Jey grumbles. “Night, Sami.”

“Night, Jey.” Sami’s voice is soft, and there’s the sound of his breathing before finally the line goes dead.

It would be smarter for Jey to put some distance between them, to give this up to keep Sami safe and not give Roman another bargaining chip. It’s what he would have done a year ago, two years ago.

But Sami is right, he’s not alone in this anymore. And Sami isn’t a damsel to be saved. They can fight for this together.

He’s got weeks to decide how to do this, but the next time he sees Sami, he’s going to make sure Sami knows he’s in his corner too.

---

The week before Wrestlemania arrives before he knows it, and while Jey is thankful that his time without Sami is going quickly, he’ll really only feel better once the event is over and done with.

He calls Sami almost every night, and gets text messages throughout the day of little things happening back in Florida; the birds that hang out on the feeder out the window in the kitchen, little snippets of what’s happening on whatever show Sami’s decided to watch.

This time it’s a picture of Sami in the bathroom mirror, flexing his definitely bulked up arms, the stripes of stretch marks on his full soft belly visible and tantalizing.

Jey nearly chokes on his lunch.

He’s scheduled for a one on one match against Ridge Holland on Raw, and it’s an opportunity to make a big statement and set the tone for their tag match.

It’s also a chance for him to get some well earned payback for injuring Sami. The big show will be for Sofi, but if he can get some shots in he will.

Jimmy comes out with him of course, but Solo is nowhere to be found backstage, and of course Ridge brought that mangy dog partner of his so chances of interference are high.

Jey steels himself in the corner of the ring while Ridge eggs on the crowd that’s booing him.

Technically the Brawling Brutes are supposed to be good guys to the crowd, but Sami had endeared himself to more than just the bloodline over the last year, and the WWE universe was about as forgiving for Sami’s injury as Jey was.

As the ref comes in to start the match, Ridge took a few hulking steps toward him, and spit down at Jey’s feet.

“Make sure ya tell yer little boyfriend I said hullo, been a lot easier around here without ’im. Shoulda taken ’im out sooner.” The taller man sneers.

It’s clearly meant to rile him up and get him off his game, and he tries his best not to let the rage that boils in his blood overcome him, but he sees red as he goes for a super kick that immediately gets caught in Ridge’s giant hands, tugging him off his balance and starting the match in his opponent’s favor.

It’s an uphill battle from there, with Butch taking his opportunity to mess with his fingers, which always hurts like a bitch, but he’s knocked away pretty quickly by Jimmy and no lasting damage is done.

Jey finally gets the upper hand with a splash, but he takes the time to drag the man to the corner of the ring to get one Helluva kick in before making the pin.

The crowd goes wild, and the arena is filled with his entrance music, and the cover buys him a few moments to lean close to spit next to his face.

“Keep Sami’s name out yo’ damn mouth.” He grabs the back of Ridge’s shirt, raising his face up a few inches before slamming him back into the ring. “And if you ever so much as THINK ‘bout touchin’ him again, yo’ gon’ have a lot more than a busted knee!”

Jey stomps his foot down onto Holland’s knee, relishing in the howl it emits from the other man. It definitely crosses a line to do that unscripted, but Jey can’t find it in himself to care.

He stalks out of the ring, victorious, rejoining with Jimmy before they exit together.

It doesn’t take long for him to get cleared by medical and get back to the locker room to his phone, where he finds a slew of text messages from Sami.

I’ve got Raw turned on, kick his ass, Uce! 7:19pm

I don’t know what he said to you, but it’s not worth losing the match over- you can do this! 7:40pm

WOOOO-Way to go, Jey!! Hope you don’t get chewed out for that stomp though! 7:57pm

Just headed to bed but still awake- call me when you get to the hotel? Wanna tell you good job over the phone! 8:15pm

It’s almost midnight on the east coast, but knowing Sami he’s still awake waiting for him to call.

He shoots him a quick message, letting him know it’ll be about a half hour if he doesn’t want to wait up.

No worries- I can wait up for you :) 8:56pm

Jey doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve Sami, isn’t sure that he deserves him at all given his past and the things he’s done. He’s never known this kind of unconditional support before, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep it.

“What you smilin’ at, Uce?” Jimmy shoves a hand at Jey’s shoulder playfully, knocking him from his train of thought and alerting him to both of his brothers’ presence.

“Jus’ thinkin’ bout how that dick Holland sounded when I put my boot in his knee,” It’s a white lie, but it’s better than showing all his cards. He’d like to trust in his brothers not to run off and tell Roman his every move, but some days he’s not so sure.

Solo nods, arms cross and face unreadable, and Jimmy laughs as he gathers up his bag.

“Serves that douchebag right for takin’ out our dawg! Glad you got a shot in ‘fore Saturday anyway, Uce. Make takin’ them down that much easier.”

Jey shrugs his own bag over his shoulder, “Can’t wait to put ‘em down for good, tired of seein’ their ugly mugs.”

“No Joke! Especially Butch,” Jimmy shakes his head, as if trying to dispel the image from his head. “I think that dude bites, for real.”

They all pack up into their rental to head back to the hotel, and despite the chatter that streams out of Jimmy’s mouth and the occasional grunt from Solo, all he can think about is hearing Sami’s voice as soon as possible.

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Jey wakes up early for Day One of Wrestlemania, determined to face the day head on.

He gets through a few hours at the gym before making himself a protein shake for breakfast and checking his phone. He generally tries to avoid social media before a big match other than the stuff he’s required to post, but there’s a few messages from Sami, just a good morning and encouragement for the show tonight.

Even with the time difference, it’s a bit early for a text from Sami, who’s been using his recovery time to get into the sleeping habits of a teenager on summer vacation, often not waking until 10 or 11, but Jey doesn’t pay it much mind.

The rest of the morning is taken up with interviews over the phone before he’s taken off for a photo shoot and press op with Jimmy before finally heading to the stadium.

They’d done some dry runs in Sofi yesterday, but the sheer size of the place is still overwhelming. It’s still hard for Jey to believe sometimes that he went from wrestling with his family in their living room to all this.

There’s a pang in his chest that tells him that Sami should be here too, that he would have had his own Wrestlemania moments under these lights if it hadn’t been for his knee.

But at least Sami was away from Roman and his schemes and the pressure to perform.

The Tribal Chief had been particularly demanding in the last few weeks as he made appearances on Raw and Smackdown, making Jey wonder if it wasn’t better when his cousin only deigned to show up for Live Events.

This feud with Cody Rhodes was sure to be ended after this weekend and hopefully they could all move on from the damn Royal Rumble, and Jey could enjoy some breathing room from his family.

It would be another two weeks before he could go home to see Sami, but after enduring the last four, two weeks seems like nothing.

He just has to get through the match tonight, get rid of the Brawling Brutes and deal with everything else after.

---

The bell rings, signaling the end of the match.

Jey stares up at the lights above, the chorus of boos from the crowd is deafening. He rolls out of the ring to join his brother, grasping his hand like they were children again hiding from a thunderstorm.

They’d lost.

Sheamus had interfered, delivering a painful brogue kick to Jimmy’s chest and taking him out of the equation 30 minutes into the match, when Jey was exhausted and well past ready for a tag after a brutal bout with Butch. Holland made the tag when his back was turned and plowed into him like a truck.

Jey could barely tell which way was up, but he could hear the other man spitting words into his ear.

“Ya couldn’t protect ‘im then, and ya can’t now. Stay down, ya piece o’ shit.”

In his delirium, Holland’s thick accent turned to Roman’s smooth tones and his heart is frozen in fear, watching as his cousin gave the order for Solo to hit Sami with the spike. The scene twisted to his new recurring nightmare, Roman choking Sami as he cries and reaches for Jey, who is stuck, immobile, a failure again.

He felt the cover, felt his leg in the air and the count, but he was frozen and numb until he rolled out and felt the contact of Jimmy’s hand.

They failed.

He failed.

The walk backstage is long and painful, his lungs protesting with each step. There will be hell to pay for losing the tag titles, and his mind is already racing with thoughts of how this conversation with Roman will go.

Jey gets cleared pretty quickly, his ribs were a bit bruised but otherwise fine. Jimmy’s taken back to get his shoulder checked out, so Jey returned to their locker room alone.

But when he arrives, the Tribal Chief and the Wiseman are nowhere to be found.

Solo is unwrapping the tape on his hand slowly, he’d taken Sheamus out, but it was too little too late.

Solo nods at him, “Sami’s here,”

Wait, what?

He stares at his younger brother blankly, “What you say, Uce?”

“Sami’s here,” Solo nods again, and Jey twists to look behind him.

Like a mirage in the desert, Sami stands there, knee in a thick brace still but without the scooter contraption that helped him around the house. His face is drawn with worry and he stares at the hand Jey has braced against his ribs.

“Jey-“ He starts, taking a step forward, but Jey closes the distance, holding Sami’s shoulders like a lifeline and using every ounce of restraint not to wrap his arms around him.

“You’re here,” Jey hears the words tumble out of his mouth.

Sami laughs softly, “Yeah, Uce. I’m here.”

So many emotions are tearing through him, the relief and feeling of home at seeing Sami again, the exhaustion and frustrations from the match, combined with the leftover terror at Holland’s words, that Sami wasn’t safe and never could be as long as he’s by his side.

Sami gently removes his hands from his shoulders, gingerly stepping around him and pushing Jey to sit on the couch.

“Solo, can you take Jey’s papers to management for me? And tell Jimmy we’ll meet up back at the hotel?”

The enforcer gives Sami a raised eyebrow but nods, leaving the room and shutting the door behind him without another word.

They’re alone, no prying eyes. No brothers, no Roman, no Paul Heyman.

Sami turns back to him, approaching slowly and sitting down on the couch next to him, so similar to the nights back in Florida, watching trash TV until late at night.

“I’d really hoped to surprise you, think I still did, but I thought it’d be in better spirits,” Sami gently puts his hand on Jey’s where it rests in his lap. “Still glad I’m here though.”

Jey can’t think through the fog in his head, caught up in the swirl of emotions and the leftover adrenaline from the match, and his eyes fall from Sami’s worried brow to the plush of his lips.

Before he knows what he’s even doing his lips are pressed to Sami’s, hands cupping Sami’s cheeks in an effort to keep him close.

It lasts just for a few moments before Jey’s brain comes back online and he realized what he’d done.

Panicked, he pulls away, casting his head down, staring holes into the floor and wishing they would swallow him.

“Fuck, Sorry, uce- SHIT, M’sorry,” Jey feels like he’d been dosed in freezing water, the urge to vomit rising in his mouth.

Another fuckup, another way he’s failed tonight. He’s hit with the need to get away, get some air and distance from whatever he just did.

He starts to stand, but is stopped by a firm hand at his elbow.

“Jey, don’t be sorry,” There’s the touch of warm fingers at his chin, so soft and gentle as they guide his head up to meet Sami’s eyes once more.

Sami opens his mouth to speak again, but closes it instead and leans in slowly to connect their lips again, running his fingers along Jey’s jaw before tangling in his hair.

It’s slow, unhurried, and so heartbreakingly sweet. It’s everything Jey’s secretly wished for on the lonely nights on the road, dreaming of when he could return home to Sami.

When they finally part, Sami rests his forehead against his own, sighing out a long breath.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” He giggles, like a child caught with their hand in a candy jar.

“Why didn’t you?” Jey asks, absent-mindedly smoothing Sami’s hair with his fingers.

Sami gently shakes his head back and forth, and Jey relishes in the feeling, the intoxicating closeness.

“Was scared, I think. Didn’t know how you’d react really,”

That Jey could understand, honestly. He doesn’t know how to respond, other than that he really just wants to kiss Sami again, so he pulled their lips together desperately, groaning at the feeling when Sami deepens the motion.

“Seems like I was worried over nothing,” Sami laughs pressing a quick peck to the tip of Jey’s nose.

Jey buckles under the weight of his emotions, burying his face into Sami’s shoulder and wrapping him in a desperate embrace.

“Sorry-M’sorry, Sami,” Jey mumbles the words into the other man’s skin, tears falling and wetting the hoodie Sami has on.

Sami’s hands gently rub circles on his back, “You have nothing to be sorry for, it’s alright.”

“Couldn’t protect you, can’t do anythin’ right,” Jey’s chest heaves with a sob, shoulders shaking as Sami just holds him.

Jey couldn’t remember the last time anyone consoled him like this, aside from his twin, and even then Jimmy usually told him just to get his shit together.

After a few minutes, Jey could finally breathe and gently released Sami from the koala hold he’d had him in, Sami’s hands coming to wipe the remaining tears from his cheeks.

“Feeling better?” Sami asks gently, with no judgement.

Jey nods, feeling the exhaustion of the day settle into his bones.

“Jey, listen-“ Sami starts, keeping his warm hands on the side of Jey’s face so he can’t look away or hide. “You have nothing to apologize for, okay? I appreciate that you want to protect me, but remember when I told you we’re in this together? You don’t have to bear all that on your shoulders. I can protect myself and help you too.”

“But Roman-“

“I’m not blind, Jey. I saw what Roman did to Jimmy before, and I know how that eats at you. But you don’t have to be scared, okay? I’m not gonna let him use me against you or vice versa.”

Sami’s thumb strokes against his cheek, and he wants to believe so badly. “Still, we gotta be careful. Maybe we jus’ keep us between us for a while?”

There’s a frown on Sami’s face, “I gotta be honest here, Jey, I don’t wanna keep you a secret forever. I wanna treat you right.” He sighs, heavily. “But I understand this probably isn’t the best time.”

Jey blinks, trying to keep himself in check.

“Can’t have you payin’ for my mistakes tonight, Sami. I can’t-“ He feels panic rising in his throat again.

He’s cut off by the sensation of Sami’s lips at his forehead, right between his brows.

“Let’s not think about that now, huh?” Sami’s voice is low and soothing. “We have a lot of lost time to make up for.”

Jey feels a rush of heat to his stomach at the implication, and it fuels him to press their lips together, grasping at Sami’s neck to pull him closer, closer. Jey opens his mouth in a sigh, inviting the other man in further and relishing in the feeling of Sami’s tongue tasting along his bottom lip before diving in further to explore his mouth.

Jey angles his head a little, rubbing their noses together and pulls back just a bit, taking Sami’s lip in between his teeth and biting it playfully.

The noise the ginger makes in response goes straight to Jey’s pants, where his dick is quickly getting invested in the situation.

Jey runs his hands down to Sami’s chest, to the zipper of the hoodie he’s wearing, taking the zip in one hand and unzipping it while pushing the material off Sami’s shoulders and down his arms.

Underneath the hoodie, Sami is wearing a ribbed white tank top, one he’s had for a while based on how tight it is over the softness that’s settled on his chest and belly.

Sami’s never been a 6 pack abs kind of guy, but something about how the weight gain has settled on his frame drives Jey absolutely wild. The swell of his round little tits, kept perky by strong pectoral muscles underneath, and how they just kiss the fullness of his belly.

Jey gets up from the couch and kneels down in front of Sami, boxing him in with his arms as he swoops in to kiss the other man again.

“Missed you so much, Sami, you don’ even know,” He mumbles in between kisses. “Thought ‘bout you all the time, every night.” Jey moves to Sami’s neck, pressing little kisses to each faint freckle he finds.

Sami arches his back and neck, letting out a long sigh. “Couldn’t wait two more weeks, I bought the ticket as soon as the docs said I could.”

“M’glad,” Jey’s lips lingered at Sami’s collarbone, nipping the soft skin as he ran his hands along the bottom hem of Sami’s shirt. “Gonna take this off,”

Sami’s hands come down to his to stop him, “Jey-“

“Wanna see you, baby,” Jey moves up to Sami’s face, brushing his lips over each of Sami’s cheeks, then just ghosting over his lips.

Sami’s hands relaxed, and Jey guided both their hands in pulling the shirt off.

Jey’s mouth watered at the sight laid out before him, Sami’s round little nipples kissing the soft squish of his stomach, with a dusting of light soft hair covering all of it.

He zeroed in one nipple, taking it in his mouth and swirling his tongue around the tip, moaning around it as Sami threads his fingers into the hair on his neck. His dick is aching in his shorts, but this is about Sami now and making him feel good.

He drags his nose and licks a stripe across the mounds of Sami’s tits to pay attention to the other nipple as he smooths his hands around the sweet love handles that are a perfect size for each handful.

Sami looked so well loved and cared for and it was intoxicating knowing he’d taken of Sami this good for the last few months.

Jey’s hands travel back down to the edge of the joggers Sami wore, tugging on the elastic.

Sami’s hand stilled in Jey’s hair. “Baby, you don’t have to,”

“Wanna make you feel good,,”

Jey looks up at Sami through his thick eyelashes, rubbing his thumbs into the soft give of belly. Sami’s face is nearly red with blush and there are tears shining in his eyes as he nods, fingers tightening their grip on Jey’s hair. He tugs Jey up for another melting kiss.

Sami lifts his hips up, pushing the joggers down with one hand, taking his boxers in one motion halfway down his thighs and freeing his very hard dick.

Jey sinks back on the balls of his feet to come to eye level with Sami’s waist, touching the ginger’s hips and nudging them forward a touch, mindful of the knee injury. He dips down to press an open wide kiss to the head of Sami’s cock, eating up the loud groan that escapes his mouth.

“Gonna have to stay a lil’ quieter than that, Sami,” Jey laughed before peppering kisses down the length of his shaft, and licking back up with the full breadth of his tongue in one smooth glide.

The chances of anyone overhearing were minimal, but it was enough to send a thrill down Jey’s spine.

He takes his time, dragging his tongue around the head of Sami’s cock and learning all the places that elicit those sweet gasps and whines from the other man.

Sami’s fast breaths turn to pleas for more, and Jey obliges, taking the full length of his cock into his mouth. It’s length is just enough to stretch into his throat and the full weight of it on Jey’s tongue is intoxicating.

He swallows around Sami’s cock and takes a few slow breaths through his nose, moaning to send vibrations through the ginger’s body.

Sami’s grip on his hair is tight, just this side of painful, and it makes Jey’s dick ache. He feels precum leaking out and creating a wet spot in his underwear, and he’s hit with the thought that he might just cum from pleasuring Sami alone.

Jey sucks in and hollows his cheeks, reaching back to put his hand on Sami’s in his hair, pressing their hands and his head down further on Sami’s length, hoping that the other man gets the picture. Which he does, based on the groan he lets out and the tug on his curls that drags him back up to wrap his lips around the full pink head of Sami’s cock.

He lets Sami control his movements, setting a slow deliberate rhythm with Jey’s mouth and tongue, as Jey lets his hands wander again, dragging up over the curve of Sami’s belly and rubbing his thumbs in circles over those sweet puffy nipples.

Sami’s body hair is softer than Jey ever would have imagined, like he could curl up and take a nap right on the man’s chest and never move again.

“So fuckin’ good, Jey- feels so good,” Sami’s words spur Jey’s movements, lightly pinching on his nipples before rubbing his thumbs along the meat of his tits, watching up from below as they jiggle.

Sami’s hips are shaking, and Jey thinks maybe the other man’s knee is aching from sitting in one place for so long, but when there’s movement it’s Sami’s good leg that moves forward to the tent in his shorts, gently putting pressure against the head of his dick.

Jey’s vision whites for a moment at the sudden contact.

“Take what you need, baby, M’not gonna last long,” Sami says, and it’s all the permission Jey needs to rut his hips forward, groaning at the friction of his cock against Sami’s shin.

It’s dirty and desperate, but Jey can’t find it within himself to care.

He’s bobbing faster on Sami’s dick now, bringing his hands back down to steady Sami’s still shaking hips. It’s a heady power trip, feeling how much pleasure he’s bringing to this man that he loves so much.

That’s what this is, what his feelings have become. He loves Sami with everything he has, and there’s no going back after this.

“Jey,” Sami’s nearly whimpering, “Jey, baby- stop m’gonna-“ His fingers tug to pull Jey off of his dick, but Jey’s never been one to see something halfway through.

He takes a breath through his nose instead, pushing forward to bury his nose in Sami’s soft pubic hair, taking the full length of him into his mouth and throat.

Sami cries and its the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard, feels the twitch of his dick on his tongue and in his throat as Sami cums.

He bucks his own hips twice more and his cock spurts all over the inside of his shorts, and he’s moaning again, wringing the last drops of pleasure out of Sami before his hands push him off.

“Too much,” Sami’s breath is heavy but he’s smiling, “You’re too much babe.”

Jey licks his lips, savoring the last of the taste of Sami’s skin as he pulls the joggers back up over the man’s hips.

Sami looks down at Jey’s very much no longer tented shorts, eyes wide.

“Did you-?”

He laughs, “Like a damn high schooler, yeah.”

“Lucky for you, I got some extra pants in my bag,”

Jey stands, his knees protesting, especially doing all that after a fight. Probably not the smartest thing he’s ever done, but he can’t find it in himself to regret it.

Sami stands too, bringing him in for another kiss. He can’t believe he gets to do this now, can really have this.

Reality creeps in though as their lips part, Sami reaching back to the couch for his discarded hoodie.

“We’re gonna have to head back to the hotel soon, they’re gonna wonder where we are.”

Jey drops his head to rest on Sami’s shoulder, groaning defeatedly.

“Please tell me you got a separate room from those fools?” He asks, but he knows the answer. There’s no way he could sneak away from his brothers for a whole night. Especially not tonight.

Sami shakes his head and laughs. “Sorry, babe. Had to plan with Paul to even get in here.”

“And when do you leave?” The question hurts to ask.

“Tomorrow afternoon. I’ve got a follow up appointment I need to get to Monday morning, or you know I’d stay.”

“I know,” Their bubble of happiness is about to burst way sooner than he anticipated. “Just wish I could hold you tonight, s’all.”

He feels a warm kiss press to the top of his head, “I know- at least we can get some breakfast in the morning, huh? Some waffles? And it’s two weeks until you get a whole week off.”

The two weeks might as well be two months for all that it helps Jey right now. He pulls his head back up, stopping to give Sami one quick press of lips, that turns to two, then three. Just brushing their lips together.

“We gonna spend every single day in bed, you know that?”

Sami laughs, “I think we can make that happen.” He turns to rummage in his bag, tossing Jey a pair of shorts.

Jey grumbles, “Time to face the music I guess.”

The anxiety of losing the fight, what Roman’s reaction will be to them losing the belts, creeps back in. He can feel his shoulders tensing up already.

“Hey now, none of that.”

As Jey tugs the new shorts on, Sami is there when he gets to full height, dropping another kiss on his forehead. “I told you before, we’re in this together. No shouldering this on your own this time.”

Jey swallows, nodding his head. “Okay, Sami.”

They leave together, taking a rental back to the hotel, Jey wishing each minute were longer as he enjoys the feeling of Sami’s fingers in his own.

Two weeks. Two weeks and he can take his time with Sami. Love him the way that he deserves.

At least he’ll be away from whatever wrath Roman is about to throw at them.

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Thinking 1 more part to deal with the fallout of Wrestlemania and let Jey worship his man the way he wants to :)

Thank you to everyone reading- it means the world to me 🤍

Happy Smackdown Night!

#samijey #jeysami #sami x jey #jey uso #sami zayn #devils in the details

[chwafl]

my thoughts on turning 30, as a single chick with no kids and unsure career path lol

Today is Friday December 15th, Korea time. It's my birthday! But... I don't technically feel like I'm turning 30 until it becomes Saturday December 16th 10AM, which would convert to December 15th 8PM eastern standard time. That is my exact birthdate LOL. In 2021, when I turned 28, I made this video:

Even though I wasn't turning 30, I was already fixated on that age. I should probably re-watch this video and include some kind of reflection in this post, but I don't feel like it lol. At the time of recording, I wasn't really thriving. I mean, I wasn't doing horribly, but I was still in an awkward state.

I recorded the video at a nice hotel I booked for my birthday weekend. It was Friday night and I got there after work. The plan was to go to Lotte World the next day with... some stupid guy I was seeing at the time. Whatever! He was the only one who I could spend my b-day with so I thank him for that but... it was just... stupid LMAO.

When I got to the hotel alone, I couldn't even fully enjoy the nice hotel room and try to relax. Holiday Matsuri, a huge anime convention in Florida, was happening at the same exact time. I attended that convention every single year for my birthday since I turned 18. You can do the math HAHA. I have so many memories of doing performances, partying with friends, and having so many exciting adventures just within that convention space for pretty much 10 years. It was cancelled in 2020, but returned in 2021. Instead of being in a crowded hotel room with wigs draped over the TV stand and a bathroom counter covered in make up and beauty products, I was all alone. The highlight of the convention was the idol fest. In 2019, it was the first year that "overseas idols" could apply. Before, there were mainly just cosplay dance cover groups, but now they allowed original concept singing idols to apply. Unfortunately, I got rejected in 2019, but I thought, well, even though this sucks, 2020 will be my time. I'll work super hard to ensure that I get a spot in there. It would be the ultimate form of validation for me.

Well, there was no 2020, but there was a 2021, and I couldn't apply or be a part of it. Of course I chose to apply to this teaching job and move to Korea, but I was so sad that I had no chance to avenge myself and it just reminded me of how, if I wasn't rejected in 2019, at least I could have been on the stage when I had the chance, but alas.

I also had marriage and kids stuck in my head. I definitely didn't want to have kids any time soon, but what if when I want to have kids, I physically can't? Carrying a child at an older age isn't going to get any easier from here. Would I regret not having a child while I had the chance? Who would I even have a kid with? LOL. I definitely want to be married first and... even though that was the night before the guy I was seeing revealed himself to be so stupid, I already knew that was a person I wasn't gonna build a future with, oops!

So what's a girl to do?!

Well, when I turned 29 it was even sadder lol.

In 2022, I became even more of a homebody. I was just feeling so shy and didn't want to leave the house. I felt too bogged down by all the news happening around the world. I was so glued to being online and wanting to keep an eye on everything happening and feeling paralyzed by guilt. I did manage to push myself out of my shell here and there and started to make some new friends. I made friends with some girls who are into jfashion, alt stuff, and going to rock shows. I made friends with an anime themed cafe owner and got to know some regulars there.

Still, there weren't enough strong connections to ensure that I wouldn't be alone on my birthday, and I didn't have the confidence or know-how to try to plan something to happen either. I don't blame anyone I knew who was too busy to hang out with me at my birthday. I was more so just sad for myself for holding myself back and not making more connections. I just felt so insecure about my weight suddenly and just overall being an awkward foreigner. I was still scared about catching covid too.

Then, we entered 2023.

2023 marks the third year of me living in Korea. Mask mandates were lifted and large social gatherings and events started to come about again. I know... covid didn't disappear. I still wear a mask on public transportation and at work even at the slightest symptom of coming down with something. But... I felt more comfortable socializing knowing that these precautions aren't so strict anymore?

I thought to myself, I have two years left here, so I should make things more interesting for myself and really get out more and make more connections. Well, I say I have two years left because I told myself I would stay here five years minimum. If after five years I feel like I should keep staying here, then I will!

So, that's what I did. I made things more interesting for myself. I even slowly changed up my hairstyle. I added bangs and then I gave myself some layers. That little switch up helped me feel like I reinvented myself a little. I got some new clothes here and there to help me feel a bit more confident with my appearance. I decided to stop getting a straight perm so I could get volume and movement back to my hair. Now that entry to Japan wasn't so complicated, I did a short trip to Tokyo in May. THAT certainly recharged some confidence in me. I reconnected with old friends, met online friends for the first time, and I left feeling so inspired. I saw more chika idol shows in Seoul. I attended way more rock shows and started to make some acquaintances there. I strengthened my closer friendships here a little more. I made friends with more people that are into cosplaying, content making, and overall creative stuff. I even felt more and more confident with my teaching job!

By late summertime, I thought, you know what? I think I can make a proper birthday party happen for myself this year. I think I can confidently have at least 3 or 4 people hang out with me all night for my birthday. I thought we could get some drinks and go to a noraebang and go crazy

Then, the idea started to get bigger.

Why not give it a theme? How about a princess party? I never had a princess party as a kid, so what better time than having a princess themed party at THIRTY YEARS OLD LOL.

I can buy some crowns and wands and maybe I can even make a princess idol looking costume to wear.

What if shared the event information to the public, like instagram or a group chat that I'm in? What if I invited some people I don't really know very well? What if I tell people they can invite a friend?

But...

What if after all that reaching out leads me to not gain any additional attendees?

What if everyone is so busy that I don't even end up having three or four people available to be with me?

...

Oh what the hell, let's give it a shot!

The worst that people can say is "sorry I can't, I'm busy." Receiving that message is not going to kill me LOL.

Then, slowly, I got a few more people confirming their attendance, little by little.

by the night of my birthday, maybe there was around 15 people there?!

A few people I never even met before xD

My biggest regret was... not ordering food for everyone omg. I got the cake, I got alcohol... but I completely overlooked food. I was so busy with just talking to everyone and making sure no one was awkwardly left out because a lot of people never even met each other before and I really wanted the people who came and met me for the first time to have a good impression of my personality!

I even got a few gifts, I really wasn't expecting anything!

When everyone sang happy birthday, it just felt like so much, I was honestly embarrassed and felt shy haha!

But it was everything I hoped for, and more!

28 year old me wouldn't have imagined this would be how I would be welcoming my thirties.

I don't feel worried about being single with no kids. It's whatever. There are so many conversations online about women talking about not wanting to have children due to personal preference, not feeling financially secure, and so many more reasons. I'm not alone in this "dilemma." As far as getting married goes, well, I do hope to at least get married one day, but then again, isn't marriage just a social construct rooted in the oppression of women? LOL.

We're on a floating rock in space, we don't have a solid idea of why we're here on this earth, and pretty much everything is made up. The world might become engulfed in flames by the next 20 years for all we know!

If I was meant to have kids and be married by now, I would have that. But that's not where I'm at right now, so I'm gonna take it that there is a good reason why I'm not at the stage in life. I'll take advantage of that. If people wanna impose their sexist standards on me and say I'm a failure as a woman and undesirable for being single and childless, whatever! It's my life, not yours, and I can confidently say that my life truly rocks right now.

At 29, I had a grand realization that I'm my own magic. It doesn't matter where I am in the world, I can make things happen for me. I can make genuine connections wherever I go, and I have the perseverance to keep going for my dreams even if circumstances are not what I expected. I have the drive.

And as far as my career goes, well, practically every one is having career trouble around the world LOL. As long as I'm making strives in my creative work, that's the resume I care the most about. Any day job I have is whatever, it doesn't define me.

I really wanted to release a special cover EP on my true birthday... but I have to push it out a couple weeks to the 30th... look out for it.

With my thirties, I want to feel more and more unapologetically myself. This has always been a goal for myself, but I just felt too shy to think it was possible to make bigger steps towards that. Now, I think I can truly become that and become the person I always imagined myself to be. I always struggle with feeling like I'm holding myself back. Idk, I've felt afraid to be too bold for people or be too confusing and misunderstood or "trying too hard" in other people's eyes. But it's time to let that go!

To everyone who has followed me, look forward to even more interesting stuff from me. I'm not slowing down any time soon!

To everyone who wished me happy birthday and spent time with me last weekend, thanks so much <3

To everyone who ever spent any of my birthdays with me, I've never forgotten about you <3

Birthdays are like your own custom holiday! You can make it be whatever you want. Don't undermine your birthday. And even if you're alone on your birthday, don't give up. Put in the work to reach out to people, do things for other people's birthdays. Don't give up!

Thanks for reading~*~*~*~ until next time~*~*~*~*~

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It's been a stressful year

Where do I start?

December 2022 I went to Turkey to gastric surgery. Because of my underlying health conditions, I couldn't lose weight. I tried the gym, swimming, nutrition classes, calorie deficits, intermittent fasting, exercise at home, walking and it goes on and on....

Surgery was my last resort. In a way I'm glad I did it though, the surgeon and nurses were fantastic and the hospital and services i received were exceptional! Since then, I have lost 4.7 stones! So happy with that progress so far :)

That's not to say it's been easy, I was on a full liquid diet for nearly 3 weeks, pureed/soft food for 2 weeks and then slowly reintroduced more solid foods, staying away from things that have a lot of sugar and fat. My body feels more alive now than it has in years. Here's to more weight loss so i can reach my ideal weight.

In other news, my fiancée and myself have booked our wedding date, 1st November 2023. Great news right? It's kind of bitter sweet. We have booked and paid for the wedding in Florida, our favorite place in the world and it's where we got engaged. Problem though is most of family won't come :(

My mother has health concerns so won't fly, the rest of my family say they can't afford it even though they've had 18+ months notice. I know at the very least my father has said he's coming and maybe my sister. To be honest, the only 2 people that really matter are my parents and with my mother not able to travel, it hurts.

I told her I could book a venue when we return so others can join who weren't able to make the actual wedding. At least then, she can still be a part of the festivities. However, I'm under so much pressure about when and where this venue will be. I'm being told what I should have, not what we want. I thought your wedding was your choice? You decide on colours, schemes, dresses, venues etc. I appreciate input and advice but when people are trying to take over and plan it like they think it should go, it's getting me stressed to the point of cancelling the whole thing.

I've spent the last few days crying over this. I know wedding planning is a stressful thing but isn't it also suppose to be enjoyable? Instead, I'm sad, angry, stressed and hurt. Is this really worth it in the end? Should we just elope and have no family there? Saves on a lot of time, effort and money. Am I being unreasonable by wanting our wedding to go the way we want it to go? I'm being made to feel selfish and I'm starting to feel like an outsider to my own wedding!

Where do I draw the line? When do I say 'Fuck it all?'. Surely there's some silver lining somewhere. Stephens family have all booked their flight tickets and hotels, no hassle, no issues. My family still haven't booked anything and prices keep going up. It'll get to a point when they won't come because of expense. I've offered to pay for my father but he will not accept any money from me.

I'm suppose to be going bridesmaid dress shopping this weekend with my mother and niece but I don't know if it's worth it now. My niece who is suppose to be my maid of honor, I don't even know if she's coming. One minute she is, next she isn't. I've lost 2 bridesmaids who aren't coming. The only confirmed bridesmaid I have is Stephens niece. I am literally at my wits end, frustration doesn't even begin to cover it. I'm not coping with this mental turmoil very well, the resident depression and anxiety doesn't help I know but all this is making it worse.

Do I live my life comfortable knowing that I have the perfect man at my side, that marriage is just a piece of paper? And to please everyone around me, knowing they won't have to spend money etc. Or do I do what makes me happy? Something I've dreamed about since I was a little girl. Knowing full well that with only 6 months to go, the stress is only going to get greater and greater. Is it worth all this angst? Who knows?

Also in the process of buying a house and selling the one we currently live in, adding more head fuckery.

Someone save me!

#wedding #bridesmaids #florida #stress #family #marrige #maid of honor

[pioneeracrepmiami]

Great Things to do in Miami this Summer

Summer in Miami, FL is a time to relax and enjoy the warm weather. However, if your air conditioning system isn't working properly, it can be quite uncomfortable. Luckily, there are AC repair services available for residents of the area.

If you're looking for things to do in Miami this summer, this list is here to help. From art museums and history tours to mini golf and airboat rides, there are plenty of fun activities and places to explore.

Biscayne National Park

The Biscayne National Park is a United States National Park located in southern Florida, south of Miami. It preserves Biscayne Bay and its offshore barrier reefs. The park contains the northern third of the Card Sound Bridge, built to connect the mainland with Key Largo.

The park’s numerous coral reefs are home to more than 400 different species of fish and other marine life.

Miami Seaquarium

Miami Seaquarium is a marine mammal park located in Key Biscayne, Florida. It was opened to the public in 1955 and is one of the oldest marine parks in the world. Miami Seaquarium has dolphins, sea lions and sharks as well as an underwater tunnel that allows visitors to see them up close. The dolphin show is a must see attraction at this family friendly museum!

Visit the Miami Zoo

The Miami Zoo is one of the top zoos in the world. With over 2,000 animals, it’s also a great place to take your kids. The zoo is free to enter and offers a variety of exhibits and animals that are sure to keep you entertained for hours. If you want to do something fun with your family but don’t have time for a long day trip, visiting the Miami Zoo might be just what you need!

Monster Mini Golf

Monster Mini Golf is one of the best places to take your kids this summer. Located in South Beach, it’s a short walk from hotels and restaurants. The hours are 9-7 on weekdays and 9-10 on weekends, so you can hit it after work or on your way to dinner.

The course is 18 holes long and features a variety of themes—there’s even a Simpson's pinball machine! It costs $11 for adults, but kids play for free with an adult ticket purchase. The difficulty level varies depending on how many holes you want to play—the most difficult course has 25 holes while the easiest has only 12. There are also two special features: an arcade where you can play air hockey or other games with prizes awarded based on how well you do; and a photo booth where you can take pictures before or after your round!

Airboat tours

Airboat tours are great fun, and they're one of the best things to do in Miami during summer. You can find airboat tours at several locations around town, but most people book them through their hotels or vacation rentals. You can also arrange for an airboat tour through one of many local companies that provide this service.

The first step to taking an airboat tour is going to the ticket booth where you'll be meeting your captain and crew. Once there, you'll be directed into a line behind several other people who are waiting for the same thing: an exciting ride through Florida's Everglades! There will usually be two different lines depending on how many people are booked for each trip. If there's only one person per boat then no worries because everyone will get equal attention from their guide throughout their journey across these beautiful wetlands habitats near South Florida."

The Wynwood Walls

The Wynwood Walls is a massive art installation that covers the entire neighborhood. It’s a new addition to Miami, but it has quickly become one of the most popular things to do in the city. The walls are painted with graffiti and murals by hundreds of artists from around the world.

The walls can be found on NW Second Avenue between 26th Street and 29th Street in Wynwood. The best way to get there is by taking an Uber or Lyft ride, as parking is limited (and free!). However, if you’d rather drive yourself, street parking is available near each wall location—just plan ahead so you don’t have to search for too long! There are also paid lots at various locations nearby; however, these fill up quickly during peak hours (weekends). If you come early enough on weekdays or late enough at night, then it shouldn't be hard finding open spots away from busy street corners where cars tend to congregate more often due to their proximity towards major intersections like SW First Avenue/SW 32nd Street intersection which connects both US1 Southbound/Northbound highways with I-95 Northbound/Southbound Interstate 95 highway along with SR1122 West Dixie Highway southbound route towards downtown Miami area including Brickell Financial District area where several high rises stand tall above other buildings around them making this place look like Manhattan skyline during rush hour traffic time due its high-density population living here year-round:

Bayfront Park

Bayfront Park is one of the largest urban parks in the United States. It is located in downtown Miami, along Biscayne Bay, and is home to many popular events each year such as the Sunset Music Festival and Ultra Music Festival.

Bayfront Park has a wide variety of offerings for visitors. During your visit, you can grab lunch at Tortaco or grab some ice cream from nearby Serendipity 3 (famous for their frozen hot chocolate). You can also see a show at American Airlines Arena or catch a movie at Regal South Beach Stadium 18 & IMAX Theater or catch an exhibition game at Marlins Park!

There are a lot of cool things to do in Miami.

Miami is a great place to visit and there are many things to do in Miami. Miami has a lot of history, it has some of the most vibrant art districts in America, and it's an international destination for tourists from all over the world. If you're looking for something fun and exciting to do while in Miami this summer, then look no further than these five places!

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AC Repair Company in the area

AC Repair of Miami offers emergency AC repair services year-round. They have been providing their customers with quality service for over 15 years. Their technicians are trained and certified to work on all major brands of air conditioners, so they'll be able to fix your unit quickly and efficiently.

AC Repair of Miami also provides preventative maintenance plans for customers who want to keep their units running well into the future. They'll come out twice a year and inspect your system to make sure everything is working properly before the hot days arrive again next summer!

As you can see, there are a lot of cool things to do in Miami. Whether you want to get out and enjoy nature or check out some art, there's something for everyone! So don't waste any more time and book your next trip now.

If you need AC repair services this summer, don't hesitate—to call us today!

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What Are Miami Airport Taxi Services?

If you are planning a trip to Miami, you can use Miami airport taxi services to get to your destination. There are several transfer companies at the airport. You can easily book a taxi service from any of them. In addition, you can ask the driver for insider tips on the city. With a Miami airport taxi, you can get to your destination without worrying about the time.

One option is using Uber, which provides rides to Miami International Airport (MIA). This app allows you to make a reservation up to 30 days in advance, and you can cancel at any time. When booking a Miami airport taxi with Uber, the driver will give you the exact location of where to meet you. You can also see the driver's information in the app before you get in. In addition, if you have any questions before you get in the car, you can contact the driver from the app.

Miami Airport is the primary airport serving the Miami area. This airport serves 167 different destinations worldwide and has over 1,000 flights a day. A ride from the Miami airport to downtown Miami takes about 18 minutes in normal traffic. Your Miami airport taxi driver will start out on NW 21st St and take the State Route 836 ramp towards downtown. Once on FL-836 E, take exit 2C for Miami Ave.

A taxi to downtown Miami is about $25 and takes about 20 minutes to reach a destination. The fare to Miami Beach will range from $35 to $45. The ride will take about 40 minutes if the traffic is heavy. Miami Airport taxi services can be ordered with a pre-set price or with a taxi meter. You can also find a shuttle to Downtown Miami for $30 to $40. You can find the taxi ranks on the ground floor of the airport.

After you land at Miami International Airport, you can take a taxi from the airport to your hotel. Once you get there, your taxi driver will wait for you. If you don't need to be dropped off anywhere else, you can use the express airport shuttle or the Miami Airport Limousine. It's important to choose a cab service with the right level of service and price. You can easily book a taxi service online or call a Miami airport taxi service to get to your destination.

The Miami airport is located just off Biscayne Boulevard. It's also home to the Four Seasons Hotel Miami. These are just a few of the many attractions that you can enjoy during your stay in Miami. If you're only staying in the city for a few hours, make the most of it. If you have a layover of fewer than five hours, make the most of your time by exploring the airport terminals and browsing art galleries.

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If you're traveling to Miami, Florida, you'll need a reliable taxi service. Miami is a busy city that blends elements of Spanish, Caribbean, and Latin American cultures. At first glance, it may seem chaotic, but the city's beauty lies in the chaos. A Miami airport taxi can take you to your hotel, airport terminal, or your desired location.

Miami Airport taxis are located near the arrivals level of the airport, outside the baggage claim area. Whether you're traveling for business or pleasure, a taxi can make the journey to and from the airport hassle-free. When you're traveling by plane, you'll find them waiting outside the terminal, and wheelchair-accessible taxis are also available. From the airport, you'll find a variety of convenient locations, including Bal Harbour, Surfside, and Haylover Beach Park.

Uber is another popular option, and both companies have a large fleet of vehicles available for hire. Premium customers can opt for better-maintained vehicles. They also have free baggage services. Both taxi services can be found at the arrivals level of the airport on the middle inner curb. The taxis can pick you up at any time, regardless of weather conditions. If you want to travel from Miami Airport, book an online taxi with Twelve Transfers.

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World's Top Golf Resorts: Train and Play for Your Vacation!

The finest golf resorts in the United States, Europe, Mexico and the Caribbean can be your choice for your next vacation Puerto Vallarta Airport Transfers. Make it a train-and-play golf vacation! So many package deals are available to make your trip much more than a break from your routine. A golf vacation will be a practical experience of improving your golf game, enjoying a phenomenally peaceful and luxurious setting, and visiting a different state or a different country! This planning guide will point you to some of the best-rated golf resorts in the world.

Whether you ultimately book for yourself or through an experienced golf travel specialist, begin your research online where you can find premium golf courses and travel bargains. Rates, resort amenities and golf course details are available. But look further for the packages that include airfare, hotel accommodations and green fees to get your best value. The typical packaged Golf Resort Vacation will include most of these features:

Airfare

Resort Accommodations

Confirmed Tee Times

Prepaid Green Fees

Shared Cart for 18 Holes

Equipment Rental

Golf Lessons

Meals at Exclusive Restaurants

Transfers to the Course

Transfers to the Airport

All Taxes and Service Charges

Golf courses are planned in lovely surroundings where you can take in sea breezes or views of lush vegetation, and you can combine golf with other resort amenities to provide a well-rounded vacation.

For instance, try one of the many glamorous Club Med Golf Resorts with beautiful fairways in the most unforgettable, inviting locations around the world. Club Med offers deals including the best equipment and golf lessons for all levels! Its locations include Cancun, Mexico, as well as Punta Cana in the Dominican Republic. Other locations span the world: Turks and Caicos, Mauritius, Portugal, France, Italy, Brazil, Thailand, Morocco, Egypt, Senegal, and in the United States--Sandpiper Bay, Florida.

Scotland has some of the most beautiful golf courses in the world and there are approximately 100 resorts, called "golf hotels," among the 500-plus golf courses throughout the country. Best known are Turnberry, Gleneagles and The Old Course Hotel St. Andrews. Each of these has spa, leisure facilities, excellent restaurants and "golf tuition" packages for all levels.

Mexico has numerous golf resorts perched in luxurious coastal locations. There are golf resorts at Cancun, Acapulco, Puerto Vallarta and Los Cabos. Also, Mexico has its championship Baja version of California's famous "Pebble Beach" golf resort, called Bajamar, only a few hours' drive from San Diego in Ensenada.

For the United States, check online for some of the golf resorts suggested by key magazines such as Golflink's which publishes The Top 100 United States Golf Courses. This issue ranks the best out of more than 21,000 public and private golf courses across the country. However, within that one hundred courses, you want to search for the resorts with package programs and golf lessons. Among the top hundred, you will find that the main vacation-destination states with golf resorts are in Arizona, California, Florida, Nevada, South Carolina and Texas. Let's review these states for their best locations:

In sunny, always temperate Florida, Club Med's Sandpiper Bay Golf Academy offers 2-day and 3-day golf courses. The Academy includes all aspects of the game, such as Chipping, Putting, Bunker, Pitching and Lob Shot, Full Swing with Irons and Woods. A video analyzing your swing is provided, as well as an optional video comparing your swing to that of a pro player. Also, the area within and around Miami has regional golf resorts for year-round vacationing. Each resort offers on-site amenities and services, both on and off the course, and minutes away from major Miami attractions, like South Beach and Miami MetroZoo. You will have a multitude of options during a golf vacation here.

Arizona has a climate that is suitable for many months of the year and Scottsdale has nearly 200 golf courses, many with the picturesque backdrop of the Sonoran Desert. It is a golf destination with golf schools and pro shops. Here, many resorts offer high-quality accommodations and championship golf courses. Most golf resorts offer packages where hotel guests can have discounted green fees. Also, Sedona, Arizona, offers numerous golf resorts with a mild year-round climate and spectacular red-rock scenic views.

In California, Pebble Beach has been known for being a small coastal golf destination nestled in beautiful Monterey County. It is home of the prominent Pebble Beach Golf Links, the Pebble Beach Lodge and the prestigious Inn at Spanish Bay. Each year, golfers return to rub shoulders with golf professionals and experience nature at its finest on the magnificent golf course laid out by leading golf course designers. The harmony of golf layouts and the majestic coast are awe-inspiring!

Another golfer's paradise is conveniently located along the south Atlantic coast at Hilton Head Island, South Carolina. It combines natural beauty and world-class golf on a barrier island 12 miles long and five miles wide. Nicklaus, Palmer and other golf legends have frequently played these championship courses. Since the first course opened at Sea Pines in 1961, there are now emerald links at Harbour Town and outstanding courses in Bluffton, as the Hilton Head area has become a major golf center. It is legendary for its spectacular views of the Atlantic Ocean, scenic marshes, and maritime forests with abundant wildlife. The temperate climate and year-round sunshine also makes Hilton Head Island the perfect place to tee off.

Las Vegas, Nevada, is quietly emerging as one of the United States' fastest growing golf destinations amidst the glitz and glamour of its casinos. The city's huge convention center and innumerable hotel rooms make it a natural haven for large-scale golf events. With the year-round sunshine and mild temperatures, and plenty to do after a full day of playing golf from gambling to seeing entertaining shows, this golf destination will continue to grow.

CNN ranked Austin, Texas the No. 1 city for golf in its Golf.com of 2010. Framed by the Texas Hill Country, Austin's golf courses are among the best in the United States. The region is highlighted by the Wolfdancer Golf Club which was named No. 56 in Golfweek's top 100 resort golf courses in 2009. In addition to being a great contemporary music city, and home of numerous celebrities, Austin offers vacationing golfers great barbeque, an idyllic, year-round climate and luxury accommodations.

Your best package deal will be at all-inclusive resorts, where air flight, lodging, meals and golf activities are rolled into one price. On the other hand, consider traditional hotels and resorts in the locations suggested. With a little online planning, one of the finest golf resorts in the world can be your affordable choice. Enjoy the location, the exploration of the region while you improve your golf game and provide a joyful, well-rounded vacation for your family and loved ones!

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The price of a buggy tour in Las Vegas depends on how many people you want to take along with you. A buggy tour for four people costs the least, but you can't change drivers on the trip. All participants must book a buggy, and you'll need to be 18 or older to participate. The tour takes about three hours, and you'll get to see the Valley of Fire, an area that was featured on Star Trek. This link will open up your minds even more on this topic.

The tour begins with transportation from your hotel. A driver will meet you at the hotel and get you prepared for your buggy ride. They will also provide you with safety gear. Buggies are golf cart-style vehicles with four-wheel drive and a low, stable trim. There's no glass inside, and the buggies are enclosed in a steel cage frame. Seat belts are standard for passenger safety. You'll ride for about 10 to 15 miles on a dirt track.

Most buggy tours include hotel pickup and a professional tour guide. Be sure to bring sunscreen and sunglasses! It's important to remember to wear sunscreen while on a buggy tour, as the sun rays can be quite harsh. It's also wise to wear a long sleeve shirt and sunglasses when riding in the back. The trip to the beach is best when the tide is low. Then, you can enjoy the sun's rays while exploring the coastline!

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Are you traveling to or from the Chicago O'Hare International Airport? It is the main gateway to the American Midwest and most of the world. It is the sixth busiest airport globally and operates with over 2000 flights daily. American Airlines and United Airlines use Chicago Airport as transport hubs. The airport handles 85 million passengers annually.

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Avoid paying $20 on parking — Use offsite parking to save time and money.

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Don't pay for Wi-Fi — The airport does not offer free Wi-Fi. Instead, you can use Wi-Fi at one of the airline lounges.

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Chicago O'Hare International Airport is home to four passenger terminals. The numbers 1, 2, 3, and 5 are the former Terminal 4. It is now a bus depot. You may have to change airlines and need to move between terminals. O'Hare has multiple terminals. This is a departure from other airports. The following list should provide some insight into which major airlines use the different terminals.

Terminal 1

Air Canada

Air India (departures)

EVA Air

Lufthansa

LOT Polish Airlines

TAP Portugal

Turkish Airlines

United Airlines

Terminal 2

Air Canada

Air France

Delta Airlines

Jet Airways

LOT Polish Airlines

Lufthansa

United Airlines

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Air India

American Airlines (arrivals only)

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Flights from Chicago - busiest domestic routes

Los Angeles, California - American, Alaska, Spirit, United

Denver, Colorado - American, Southwest, Spirit, United

Phoenix–Sky Harbor, Arizona - American, Southwest, Spirit, United

Orlando, Florida - American, Frontier, Southwest, Spirit, United

Las Vegas, Nevada - American, Southwest, Spirit, United

Dallas/Fort Worth, Texas - American, Spirit, United

San Francisco, California - Alaska, American, United

Seattle/Tacoma, Washington - Alaska, American, Delta, Spirit, United

Atlanta, Georgia - American, Delta, Spirit, United

New York–LaGuardia, New York - American, Delta, Spirit, United

Busiest International Routes to and from ORD

London–Heathrow - American, British Airways, United

Toronto–Pearson - Air Canada, American, United

Cancún - American, Frontier, Spirit, United

Frankfurt - Lufthansa, United

Mexico City - Aeroméxico, Interjet, United, Volaris

Tokyo–Narita - All Nippon, JAL, United

Dublin - Aer Lingus, American, United

Munich - Lufthansa, United

Istanbul - Turkish

Vancouver - Air Canada, American, United

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Chicago O'Hare International Airport offers 18 lounges. The Delta Sky Club Lounge at Terminal 2. However, the largest airline lounge presence is American and United. There are many American lounges in Terminals 1 & 2 and American lounges throughout Terminal 3. There are several lounges in Terminal 5, including Air France/KLM and Korean Air, British Airways (First and Terraces Lounge), SAS, and Swissport. FareOsky users have easy access to information about LAX's airport lounges by speaking with one of our airline experts. Each terminal offers several security points, and most of them open at 3:15 am and close at 8 pm. ORD also has rapid TSA PreCheck lanes at each terminal. Global Entry kiosks are located for quick checks for travelers arriving in the US.

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There are several parking options at ORD. Short-term parking is located near Terminals 1-3. It is hourly parking. Daily parking is available at Garages A and C. This is economical and gets cheaper after 4 hours. Long-term parking is available at cheaper rates. Plus, there is Valet Parking, Reserved Parking, Pick-Up or Drop Parking, Kiss ‘N’ Fly parking, hotel parking, parking for passengers with disabilities, and offsite parking.

Car Rental, Shuttles, and Ride Share

When reaching Chicago O'Hare International Airport or leaving the airport to go towards the city, it's wise to be aware of transfer options. Find everything from traditional taxis and hired cars to public transport and more. Use one of these for a hassle-free ride:

Taxis will cost about $30-$40 per one way.

Rideshare - Uber, and Lyft are available from T2 and T5.

Rental Cars - Reach rental car stores via free shuttle or bus.

Public Transportation - The CTA Blue Line is the most affordable.

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Today I get to go see my long time boyfriend, Roman Reigns. He is on the road for long periods of time so our face to face time is limited. He invited me to the show in Florida, then we were going to vacation for a week since Vince gave him some down time. I land in Florida, uber to the shared hotel that Roman had booked for the two of us and begin gettin ready. I bought a super sexy outfit just for today, black latex pants, a low cut black crop top with my favorite bombshell bra, and some thigh high boots. I felt like such a bad bitch! I kept my makeup simple, just how he liked it but I added a red lip that I knew would drive him crazy.

Roman has to be to the arena early to warm up, so he agreed to call me an uber and meet him there. My phone buzzes with a text from him “Car is there baby, see you in a few” it reads. my face lights up with excitement. I spray myself with perfume quickly and rush out to the uber. After a short ride the car arrives at the arena, I thank the driver and head inside. Roman has a security guard waiting on me to escort me through the back where the superstars enter. In order to get to the dressing rooms, I have to walk through catering, which is crowded by everyone. I felt slightly uncomfortable because every man in there was staring at me like I was fresh meat.

I spot Jimmy and Jey in a far corner and walk over to them “Can you take me to Roman’s dressing room” I ask them. “Yeah, but you better cover them thangs up before uce see you out here with all that showing. You know how he is” Jey says to me with concern. “I am an adult, but thank you” I say sharply. “Alright, we tried to warn you” Jimmy adds. They take me through catering and down to a row of dressing rooms. “Thank you” I say to them, opening the door. Roman is in a meeting with Vince so I wait on him. I’m playing on my phone when suddenly the door swings open revealing a clearly agitated Roman Reigns.

“Y/N why is everyone talking about your tits being out? Do you not know how embarrassing that is?” He says to me just below a yell. “Roman why does it matter what they’re saying, I wore it for you” I reassure him. “Then wear it for me only, not all of my damn coworkers” He argues. “Nobody needs to see that much of you but me”. I couldn’t understand why he was so upset, all I wanted to do was look nice for him. It’s not my fault other people were looking. “I just wanted to look good for you babe” I say as my nose turns red. He knew that meant a crying spell was coming.

He immediately softens his posture and walked over to me embracing me in a tight hug “Y/N I’m so sorry, I just...... I hate other men looking at you. You’re mine, your body is only for my eyes” He says apologetically. It made me feel good that he was so protective of me. “Let me make it up to you?” He says lifting my chin into a warm kiss. I nod, willing to accept however he was going to apologize to me. He picks me up, his strong big hands gripping me tightly and places me down on big ottoman by his recliner chair. Our lips explore each others like it was the first time all over again.

So much passion and lust, I missed him. i slide my pants and shirt off never breaking the seal between our lips. He takes off his pants doing the same. “I want to ride you” I says, lust filling every word that escapes my lips. “Ride me then baby” He groans. I liked being in control, he controlled most other things but I knew i could drive him crazy if I got on top. I switch him spots and sit on his lap, grinding against his swollen member feeling the blood pulse faster and faster each time our parts synch. I gently slide his length into me sighing with relief as I take the whole length. We both let out a moan as I twerk and bounce on his dick. My perfect breasts bouncing in his face almost hypnotizing him.

His groans became animalistic as he started to synch with my rhythm and bounce me hard and faster. I threw my head back and he sucked on my neck, leaving marks where ever he could. He had to mark his territory. He cupped my plump breasts in his hands and licked both of them, he knows that drives me crazy. Our rhythm does out of synch and I knew both of us were close. I started grinding and moving my hips in a circle to hit all of our sweet spots. “Y/N FUUUCCCKKK” Roman echoed. I had him right where I wanted him, I continued until we both released at the same time. I head fell onto his shoulder, as we both began to breathe heavy. We hear a knock on the door “Aye uce come on, it’s almost match time” I hear Jey say from the other side of the door

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