#antonio dawson x you

[escapingrealtiylovinginsanity]

Antonio Dawson: Miraculously 

“If my brother is being too pushy, I can tell him to back off.” Gabby offered as she watched her brother walk over to the bar to get another round of drinks. You looked over at Antonio. He fulfilled all your bad boy fantasies, tall, tatted olive skin, pierced, with an infinity for dark color and a leather jacket. He held a silent arrogance you had no doubt he could back up. He also had a charming devil-may-care way of talking and a panty-wetting smile. The attention and flirting was flattering. Normally you would jump with little thought but were still feeling the sting of your last bad relationship and had no want to repeat it, let alone with a friend's brother. 

“It’s not that,” You assure as you take another drink, “Antonio is very...” You eye Antonio appreciatively as he leans on the bar talking to a few of the firefighters while waiting for your drinks. You laughed as you returned eye contact to Gabby, and she raised her eyebrow with a mischievous look. 

“If you're interested, then what is the problem?” You sigh leaning back into the booth chair running your fingers through your hair to gather it up into a ponytail before realizing you don’t have a hair tie and dropping it back down. You bring your eyes back up to Gabby's analyzing gaze. 

“I just got out of a relationship a few months back, it was a bad one. Messed with my head more than I would like to admit.” Her brown eyes softened as she nodded for you to continue. You looked back over at Antonio, and she assured you he would still be awhile. He was a gossiper. “Okay, well the cliff notes version is this.” 

When Antonio gets back to the table, you have already headed to the bathroom. He sat down in front of his sister and raised his eyebrows, “So,” When Gabby wasn’t forthcoming with the information he pressed on, “I didn’t stand at the bar listening to Mouch’s conspiracy theories because I wanted to. I did it to give you time to find out if she was interested.” Gabby pressed her lips together in a thin line while looking at her brother, “I can’t get a good read on her and I know you found something out, so spill it.” 

“Antonio,” Her tone said that he wasn’t going to like what she had to say. Antonio curses under his breath but settles back into the booth in reignition. “No, she is interested but...” Gabby’s eyes glanced up to see you heading out of the bathroom and back to the table. “You need to ease up. She had a bad breakup and the guy she was with was a level one asshat that did her dirty.” Antonio let that information settle. He sat up a straighter confidence coming back to his posture. He had a chance and that was all he really needed. The rest was just minor details. Gabby quieted as she saw you heading back to the table.   

You sipped on the drink Antonio brought over and went along with his flirting. When your drink was gone, he offered to buy another round for you and Gabby. You declined saying you had to get home. “I can drive you.” You missed the exasperated look Gabby gave him as you shrugged on your jacket.  

“I don’t want to impose. Isn’t it out of your way?” You fought between wanting to spend more time with Antonio and knowing that it was a mistake to be alone with him. He waved away your concern and you soon find yourself in the passenger seat of his car listening to classic rock at low volume. When he gets to your apartment building, he parks the car and walks you up to your apartment door. It’s late and it would make him feel better to see you get into your apartment safely. You give him a smile as you stop at your door. “This is me,” Your breath catches when you turn to look back at him. He is bracing himself against the door frame angling into your space. The heat of arousal flickers through you as your back hits the door. 

It had been a long time since you had had any kind of sexual contact. Your body says that Antonio Dawson is the prime and only candidate to remedy that. The air sizzled and snapped with raw hot heat. He leaned in closer the smell of leather and musky cologne overwhelming your senses. He leaned in for a kiss, stopping just a few inches from your face. You shared his breath for a long moment fighting the urge to lean up. Warning bells sound loudly in your head, and you pull back. “I should go in.” Antonio for his part was graceful in the ordeal. He takes a step back giving you space. You unlock the door and turn back to give him a halfhearted smile, “Thanks again for the ride, Antonio.” 

“Anytime,” The door had barely closed, and Antonio was pulling out his phone as he was backing up. “Hey Gabby, yeah, I know, I know.”  

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“You are coming, Antonio?” Jay asked as he leaned back into the unmarked police car. Antonio was still behind the wheel.  

“No, I have an... unsanctioned stop to make. I have to stop by a house and have a talk with someone.” Jay eyed Antonio perceptively before nodding.  

“This has to do with the chick at the bar?” When Antonio doesn’t respond, Jay continues. “That hot one, that you been flirting with for the last few months? Yeah, she looks like trouble.” Jay climbs back into the passenger seat. “I’m not going to let you get in trouble by yourself.” He leaned back in the seat and gestured for Antonio to drive.  

Antonio slammed on the wooden door with his fist. A loud echoing cop knock. When the door opened to reveal a less-than-outstanding white man in his late twenties Antonio couldn’t understand what you had ever possibly seen in him.  

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You opened the door to see Antonio at your door. Your eyebrows furrow at him. He hadn’t given you a heads-up that he was coming. “I have something for you.” 

You followed Antonio out of the building and towards his car. You were trying to guess what he could have possibly got you. Then your heart started pounding as you heard a loud echoing bark. A familiar bark. A bark you hadn’t heard in four months. Tears welled in your eyes as you run the last ten feet to the car. You hear the click of the car lock, and you throw the door open and are engulfed by a mass of fur. You cling to the dog tightly getting licked furiously and drooled on. “When- How-Why?” You were at a loss for words as you looked at the man before you. “Gabby,” you said with a roll of your eyes as you bared half your face into your dog's fur. “But how?” 

“I had a little talk with your ex. He agreed that he reacted childishly in the aftermath of your breakup. He miraculously remembered where your dog had ‘run-off’ too. He also assured me that he is going to pay you back all the back rent he owes you from when he was living with you.”  

“Miraculously huh?” You asked tears still in your eyes, “Was that before or after you showed him your badge?” Antonio didn’t look ashamed in the least as he gave you a wink and slid his hands into his pockets. “Thank you, Antonio. You have no idea how heartbroken I was when I thought he was gone forever.” You hug him tightly. His embrace is strong, warm, and comforting in a way you haven’t had in a long time. When you pulled back you still had happy tears in your eyes. He brushes them off your cheek with a calloused thumb. “I have some cold beer in my fridge that needs drinking. What do you say?”  

My first Chicago PD story and it had to be Antonio. I hope you guys enjoy! <3    

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[no-damsel]

Just friends

Warnings: Swearing, minor violence

Chapter three

“Son of a bitch!”

“Stop,” you hiss, smacking Adam’s hand away from your face. “Trust me, I’m fine.”

You had gotten in between two drunken assholes when they started fighting in front of you while you were collecting dirty glasses from tables. You ended up getting punched twice in the face since both men swung at the same time; however, the fight immediately stopped when they realized they’d hit the wrong person.

Two bouncers threw them out, and that was the end of it until Adam got involved. He got riled up, thinking he was going to have both of them thrown in jail.

“Is there a problem here?” Jasper walks into the staff room and says, “I heard there was some kind of altercation.”

“I got caught up in a bar fight; I’m fine.”

Since you were facing Adam, the owner couldn’t see how swollen your eye had become or the blood gushing from your eyebrow.

Adam steps up towards the owner, but before he can say anything, you lightly shove him in the chest, gaining his attention again. “Tommy, I’m fine. Take a walk or go back to work.”

He lowers his head slightly. “I’m sorry, boss, I just hate seeing a woman getting beat on, you know? It sets me off.”

Jasper pats him on the shoulder and says, “I get it.”

At this point, you turn to toss the tissue in your hand into the trash and go to get another one. “I think Angel should go home,” Adam says. “Have you seen her face? It’s a mess.”

“Angel, let me see.”

You turn and look Jasper in the face, and his jaw clenches. You were under no false illusion that he cared for you personally; rather, he cared about how you looked. He makes a tsk sound. “This just won’t do. Princess,” Jasper clicks his fingers at a blonde dancer when she enters the room. “Go and find Gregg for me; tell him I need a word with him. Tommy, go back to work.”

“I’m not excusing him shouting his mouth off.” You top off the whisky in Jasper's glass with your free hand while the other holds ice over your eye. “But one of the dancers told me his dad used to beat on his mom and sister as kids; he was just being protective. Which is more than I can say for the pathetic excuse of bouncers who let a fight like that break out.”

You felt guilty saying that Bob Ruzek was a good man, but you needed a cover story to excuse ‘Tommy’s’ behavior.

“No sweat, baby,” he motions for you to sit beside him. “Have you thought about my offer? More money, fewer late nights.”

“Why did you pick me?”

Jasper chuckles. “You’re the only one in here I trust to have my back.”

Adam and Antonio had been undercover for almost three weeks, and they were so close to making an arrest; they had found the stash house. They now just need to catch him handing the drugs over to his dealers. But now, his newest revelation was something you needed to discuss with Voight as soon as possible.

“Gregg,” Jasper says, standing up.

“The blonde girl said you wanted to see me.”

You hold back a snort. Antonio would go out of his way to call the dancers by their show names; whenever he heard someone being called Princess, Heaven, or Angel, he’d screw his face up.

Jasper pulls multiple twenty-dollar bills out of his pocket and hands them to Antonio. “Take our angel to the emergency room. Make sure they take good care of her.”

“The bleeding has stopped,” Antonio says, tossing the bloodied cotton ball into the trash. “I don’t think it will scar; just leave a nasty cut for a couple of weeks.”

“Thank you.”

Instead of taking you to the emergency room, Antonio took you back to his apartment to clean up your wound. If you went to the hospital, you’d need to use your real name, which could blow the whole operation if Jasper caught wind.

Antonio disappears from his bathroom and reappears moments later, holding a bag of ice in one hand and a hand towel in the other. He says nothing as he places ice on the material, then holds it up to your swollen eye, causing you to flinch.

“Sorry,” he mumbles.

Your fingers brush against his when you take the ice from him. You felt slightly uncomfortable; Antonio always seems wary of you. As if he’s expecting you to somehow betray him.

He leans back against the wall with his arms crossed. “Do you think Jasper bought the cover story you said about Tommy?”

“I think so. Although Adam looked pretty pissed,”

Antonio motions for you to follow him into the living room. “Can I ask you something? Sorry, gotta take this.”

He walks into a bedroom you presume is his own to answer his mobile and starts talking in Spanish. Every so often, his voice would become louder, so you would assume he was mad at something. You were grateful he cleaned you up but didn’t want to impose, and you would probably leave once his call was finished.

Sitting on the couch, you glance around his apartment and notice the framed pictures on the table. One stands out more than the other; on one side of the frame is a happy-looking young girl surrounded by balloons and banners with the number eighteen on them, and the next one is Antonio standing between the same girl and a young boy with his arms wrapped around them. All three of them were smiling brightly.

Hearing the sound of a door closing, you look up and see Antonio coming out of the bedroom. Before you can say anything, he shoves his phone into his pocket and says, “Sister.”

“Are these your kids?”

He nods.

“They are beautiful.”

He picks up another picture frame and sits down beside you. The kids look younger in this picture, and there is a brunette woman hugging them. “That’s my sister Gabriela, my daughter Eva, and my son Diego.” Smiling, he places the picture back down. “Do you have kids?”

“None biologically, but I’ve been raising my nephew Eli since he was two; he’s just turned seven. The only downside to being undercover is being away from him.”

“Yeah, I get you. When Laura filed for divorce, she took the kids with her, and it killed me. Eva did come and live with me for a while, but she’s now at college, and Diego only stays with me the first two weeks of the month.”

It took you by surprise that he was sharing any personal information with you since you didn’t really know each other.

“Where’s Eli now?”

“In our home with my dad. My dad’s a retired detective; he moved back to Chicago to help me with Eli.” You trace your finger over the thin red bracelet, a friendship bracelet your nephew made. “Is Gabriela your only sister?”

“Just the one sister,” he says. Antonio relaxes his arm over the back of the arm chair. “Gabby is younger than me and is incredibly strong-willed. She is a paramedic firefighter.”

You smile seeing how his face lights up when he talks about her. “Does she work in Chicago too?”

“She did. She moved to Puerto Rico a couple of years ago. Do you have any brothers or sisters?”

“I’m the youngest of three girls. My oldest sister, Cherry, lives in London.”

“What does she do?”

“She’s a sonographer. She moved to England to live with her husband and her stepson.”

“So I’m guessing she’s not Eli’s mom?”

“No, he’s my sister Amber’s son.”

He laughs, “You’re kidding me? Cherry, Amber, and Viola?”

“Yeah, yeah. My mom named us after her favorite colors.”

Antonio senses your change in emotion and, in a lighter tone, says, “So, does Amber live in the city?”

“Amber moved to New York when she was pregnant. She died five years ago.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” he says sincerely. “Eli is lucky to have you; not everyone is willing to raise a kid; that’s not there.”

Before you can respond, your work mobile vibrates in your pocket. You answer the call and put the phone on loudspeaker. “Hey, I’m guessing you got my voicemail?”

“Yeah, I did. You okay? Adam said you got caught in a fight, and Dawson left with you.”

“I’m fine.”

When Hank doesn’t seem to believe you, Antonio speaks up: “Hank, we are sitting in my apartment; the bleeding has stopped.”

“Okay, good. So what was so urgent?”

You lick at your dry lips, mentally reading yourself to share the information you learned right before the fight.

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[poisonedjoinery]

Leather and Cuffs

Antonio Dawson x Reader (F)

Authors Notes: I have been watching a lot of Chicago PD lately, and I can't help but love Antonio, so here is my first ever fic of him. I hope you enjoy it. Gif by @steddy1987

Summary: Reader is a Chicago firefighter, and has had a thing for Antonio Dawson for a few years. After working a a huge fire scene together, Antonio makes an offer you can't refuse.

WARNINGS: Fire, mentions of explosions, human remains (minor), smut, cuffs, unprotected sex (PLEASE USE PROTECTION), Antonio being a sauce pot.

If you feel there should be other warnings please do let me know.

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Being part of the CFD was always going to give you new life experiences. You'd had four calls today, the first a traffic accident caused by a drunk driver. You'd helped cut open a car, pulling out a pregnant woman and her young daughter, the drunk had died on impact. The second, four kids decided to light some fire crackers out in an abandoned trailer park and throw them around. One of the boys got hit and had caught light, alongside one of the old trailers that were left there. He'd sustain some minor burns, owing mainly to the thick coat he wore. A stern talking too and a serious look from Chief Boden ensured they wouldn't be doing it again. The third was an elderly lady who had managed to start a pan fire in her ground floor apartment, luckily her neighbour had gotten her out before anything serious happened to her. The fourth... the fourth is where all hell broke loose. Some putz had messed up in his meth lab, blowing half a building up. Firehouse 51 were the on scene first, strapping your mask on you followed Casey, Herrmann, Severide and Kidd to the top floor slowly working your way down. Hammering on doors, you ushered more people out than you could keep count of. The further down the building you got the worse it became to see and find conscious residents. You exited the building for a second time carrying a young boy, running him over to the ambo you laid him on the bed.

"Young boy, found him unconscious on the ninth floor. He's got a laceration to his leg, and he's inhaled a lot of smoke." Brett nodded, checking his chest.

"Okay let's go." helping to load him into the back of the ambo, you shut the doors and watched them speed away. Turning around, you walked straight into Antonio.

"Shit I'm sorry (Y/N)." He shook his head waving his phone.

"Phone won't stop buzzing, this is a nightmare." Nodding you patted his shoulder,

"I know, don't worry we're pulling out everyone and hopefully one will lead us to the people who did this." He gave you a half smile, you never told anyone but you loved how Antonio smiled. It was always like he was hiding something, it made you curious. Running his hand over his head, he pocketed his phone.

"Well... if you could bring me out some solid evidence that would sure make my job easier." Stepping away you grinned,

"And what do I get if I do?" He chuckled, pulling out his ringing phone again he looked back up at you.

"I'll cook you dinner." Pressing your gloved hand to your chest, you winked.

"One crispy critter coming up." Pulling your mask and helmet back on you ran back into the building, not noticing Antonio watching you, he smirked, bringing the phone to his ear.

"Yeah?!"

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It took five hours in total to get everyone out, and to extinguish the fire. You'd all headed back in once Boden gave the go ahead, checking for any evidence of how the fire started, and if anyone else was tied to it. There wasn't a lot to gather as the fifth floor was practically a scorched hole, you'd shifted a load of rubble and found part of the meth dealer.

"One crispy critter." You mumbled to yourself. Frowning, you gently pushed the part of him aside and found a perfect rectangular indent in the ground. Pulling your halligan round, you jammed it into the edging and pried the top off.

"Lieutenant... I'm gonna need a blow torch over here!" Calling over your shoulder, Severide appeared looking down and whistled.

"What you thinks inside?" Shrugging and smiling he took the blow torch from Cap,

"Guess we'll find out." Stepping away, you turned your back until you heard the torch go off and the thick metal door clunk to the floor. Looking back round, you looked into the now opened safe and felt your eyes go wide.

"That is a lot of cash Kellie."

"Yep... go get Antonio will ya? Bring him in here, but mind the third floor staircase it's pretty ruined. Take the South side stairs to get here okay?"

"No problem Lieutenant." Turning back around you made your way out of the apartment and out of the building. You found Antonio questioning some of the residents of the building. You couldn't help but admire the way he held himself, you'd guessed he would look good under all that leather. But as it was a Chicago winter, you could only guess how good he looked. You made to stand in his line of sight wanting to catch his attention. Glancing over he nodded, you held up a hand and waited. You passed the time and spoke to some of the residents, getting them blankets and bottles of water until they could be moved.

"(Y/N)!" Looking back, you handed over the blankets you had to a young family, tucking one round a small girl with big brown eyes. Waving at her, you walked back to Antonio.

"Hey, sorry I know you're busy with statements but we've found a safe with a chunk of cash and files in which I think you may need." Antonio's eyes lit up, gesturing his hand towards the building.

"Then lead the way." Walking back to the building you lead him up the stairs and towards the South side like Serveride said.

"We've got to go this way Detective, the other set of stairs aren't secure and could give way." Antonio laughed,

"You know you don't have to call me Detective, you can call me by my name right?" Smiling to yourself, you glanced behind you.

"I... yeah I know... it's... I don't like being unprofessional is all. I'm happy to use your name outside of work hours... just don't want anyone thinking I'm being disrespectful you know?" 'Tonio stopped in the hallway you was walking down, smiling.

"Fair enough... well I'm pretty sure I said I'd cook you dinner right? So how about I come around after shift, and make you something hmm?" You ran your tongue over your bottom lip, noticing how he watched transfixed as you did.

"Yeah sure... okay." Turning back you started walking again.

"Not gonna give me your address no?"

"You're a Detective...so detect." Looking back you winked, then waving your hand over your shoulder, you motioned for him to follow you. Biting his lip he followed, keeping quiet the rest of the way.

Showing him into the apartment, you walked him to Severide then left them both to talk as you continued your checks of the building. The rest of shift went in a haze, it took another three hours to complete the building checks. By the time you got back to the firehouse, you had one hour till your shift finished. You headed to the showers and let the hot water run down you helping the ache that had slowly built in your back. Once you'd finished you pulled on clean clothes and dried your hair. Checking the time, you pulled out your bag, packed everything up and pulled on your fleece and hat. You filed out behind some of your crew mates, all of who didn't feel like talking. That fire had taken a lot out of you all. Waving bye to Stella you climbed into your car and headed back to your apartment.

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You dumped your bag and boots in the closet, and hung your coat up on the hook. You headed straight to the your bedroom and changed into a loose fitting top and jogging bottoms. Throwing your hair up into a loose bun, you padded into the kitchen to make yourself a tea. Before you could finish making it, there was a knock at your door. Smirking, you headed out the kitchen, tea forgotten, and slowly pulled open your door. There he was, standing there with that gorgeous smile on his face, black jeans and boots, a dark fitted t-shirt, leather jacket over the top and a woolen hat. You even glinted a set of cuffs on his belt as he shifted. God help me, the thought flitted through your mind before you could even take a breath.

"Hey." His voice was low, and his face looked a little tired.

"You found me Detective." Raising an eyebrow, he grinned.

"That I did, you wanna let me in?" Stepping back you pulled open the door allowing him in. Closing it behind him, you pulled the closet door open,

"You can put your coat and boots in there Detective, I'll grab you a beer." Slowly walking away you felt his eyes linger on you as you rounded the corner to the kitchen. You couldn't help the shit eat grin on your face as you pulled open the fridge. However, you nearly dropped the beer as Antonio had snuck up behind you.

"What happened to calling me Antonio hmm?" He was so close you could feel his breath on your neck. Letting out a shout, you spun round, elbow out, clocking him in the ribs causing him to fall back against the counter.

"Ow...fuck."

"Jesus 'Tonio, you can't just sneak up like that... are you okay." Putting the beer on the side, you leaned closer to him trying to pull his hands away from his side.

"Damn mi amor you got some power in you. You should come down to my boxing gym." Smirking he looked up at you, and you felt your face flush. Turning back to the beer you cracked it open, took a gulp for yourself, then finished the bottle.

"You know, I may just come down there... then maybe I can kick your ass." Poking him in the ribs again, he laughed and grabbed your hand pulling you a little closer to him, his lips barely an inch from yours. You felt yourself shiver, the heat from his body coming off him in waves.

"Okay okay, but maybe as we have both had a long day we instead have some beers and food hmm?" Letting go of your hand, he reached round the corner and picked up a bag, emptying it's contents onto the counter.

"I hope you're hungry, because I don't make small meals." Reaching into the fridge again you pulled out another two bears, cracked them open and hummed.

"To be honest I'm that hungry I could eat a Vegas style buffet right now." Running your gaze over him you smirked. Giving you that half smile, he took the beer and took a gulp.

"That so huh?"

"Well I am a firefighter, we burn a lot of energy." Watching him out the corner of your eye you saw the smile that sat there from your witty pun.

"Well... then we best get those energy levels back up hmm?" Nodding you picked up a knife and started cutting some peppers and onions. You had no clue what you was making but you helped, and quietly chatted. It felt nice to do something as simple as cooking dinner. Antonio had always seemed intense when you'd worked alongside him at scenes you were both at, but you had seen a different side of him when you'd been at Molly's together. At some point, 'Tonio had ushered you into a seat at the dinner table handing you a new beer as he finished up the food. Once done, he handed you a plate filled with vegetables, chicken and lord knows what else.

"Oh my gods this is amazing."

"So surprised?" He spoke in between a fork full of food.

"Not surprised, just... most of the cops I know barely make themselves toast let alone a nice meal like this." Looking pleased with himself he took another gulp of beer. The two of you falling into a comfortable silence as you ate. Once you'd finished you decided to leave the plates in the sink, I can deal with them tomorrow. Gesturing to him, you moved into the living room and dropped onto your plush sofa, the both of you sinking into its depths. You felt the lull of sleep pulling at you.

"You gotta nice place here (Y/N), you don't have any roommates no?" Catching his questioning look you dropped your head against the back of the sofa and smirked.

"Lucky for you papi I live here alone." Thinking he hadn't heard you, you tilted your head and looked at him. Colour had flooded his cheeks, his eyes blown.

"Call me that again." His voice was a low whisper. Sitting up, you took his beer and placed yours and his on the table and shifted back closer to him.

"You like being called that huh?" Reaching over he wrapped his hand around your thigh, gently squeezing, his gaze was dark, slowly running over you.

"Maybe...say it again and see."

"Mmm okay... but first I um... I've been wanting to do something all day, if you don't mind."

"Huh... and what's that?" You felt your nerves kick in, you'd wanted to kiss Antonio since the first time you saw him two years ago. You'd watched him go through different girlfriends and casual dates, each of which ended after a few months. Leaning closer you traced his jaw with one hand. It felt slightly rough, no doubt tomorrow he would have a slight stubble showing. You didn't know at what point you did it, your brain must have gone blank. For the next time you blinked, you was leaning into 'Tonio and gently biting his lip. He let out a low moan, the hand that was on your thigh shifted to the back of it moving you forward to his lap. Obliging, you moved with him straddling his thick thighs all the while not taking your mouth off of him. Bringing both your hands up, you gently ran them through his hair messing up the painstakingly neat style he had. He was always so put together... which made it even more thrilling to be the one to bring that perfect composure crumbling down around him. Fisting your hands in his hair, you tugged on it. It must have been hard enough, as it caused him to suck in a sharp breath you kissed him, fiercely running your tongue against his own.

"Fuck..." he moaned into your mouth, grabbing your ass he hauled himself up pulling your legs around him and started down the hallway.

"On the left... my room." You dug your fingers into his shoulders, deepening the kiss. You heard the thud of the door as 'Tonio kicked it open. You expected to be thrown onto your bed, so it surprised you when he slowly laid you back, gently holding himself above you. Pulling away a little he looked down at you his breathing coming in short bursts.

"You... you okay with this?" Smiling you ran your thumb over his bottom lip,

"I'm very much okay with this papi." Dropping his head, he huffed out a laugh.

"Good." Before you could do anything, his hands were on your jogging bottoms pulling them down, reaching up you pulled your own shirt off exposing your bare chest, Antonio seemed to choke on his own words.

"Lord have mercy." Sitting up you unbuckled his belt and then his jeans, running your tongue against his exposed hip.

"The lord isn't going to help you tonight Detective." Dropping his head back he fisted his hands at his side, clearly trying to control himself. Standing up, you tugged on his shirt,

"Take this off." It took a moment for him to relax his shoulders, then allowed you to pull his shirt over his head. You felt your mouth instantly water at the sight of him. Reaching his hand up to your chin, he tilted your face up to him.

"You okay there firefighter?" Even though your face was tilted up, you couldn't take your eye off of his exposed chest.

"I um... I..." You absentmindedly ran your hand over him, tracing the dips, frowning at the years healed bullet wound in his chest. Leaning closer you pressed a kiss to his chest, slowly moving from one side to the other. 'Tonio let you do as you pleased as he reached up, removing your hair tie and letting it fall around your shoulders. He seemed to like how it looked, running it through his fingers multiple times before gently moving it aside to expose your neck and pressing his mouth against your pulse. Humming quietly you leaned into the touch enjoying the feeling. How many times had you imagined something like this? How many times had you thought about Antonio standing before you, allowing you to touch him, and kiss him as you pleased?

"Antonio?"

"Hmm?"

"You still have your jeans on."

"Mmm.." Chuckling you reached down pulled on the sides of his jeans, slowly pulling him round, pushing him to sit on the bed.

"Hey... I was enjoying myself there." Pulling his jeans off, you pushed him onto his back and straddled his lap.

"Well I thought you might enjoy this a bit more hmm?" Placing his hands on your hips you leaned closer so your lips barely brushed against his.

"I thought that maybe... you'd like to be the one cuffed for a change hmm?" His grin widened, sitting up a little he reached to his jeans pulled out his cuffs.

"Yes ma'am." Your eyes gleamed at them, reaching up to take them 'Tonio grabbed your wrist clipped one cuff on, pushed you onto your back and cuffed your other hand.

"HEY!" you protested loudly, as he kneeled between your legs he placed your hands above your head.

"Hey yourself..." running his hands down your body he stopped at your hips.

"You know... it took everything I had in me not to kiss you in that hallway today." His eyes continued to roam over your body along with his hands, looking up at you he smiled at the look on your face.

"Surprised?"

"I am... I just... I..." Licking your lips your breathing became heavy, your body tingling. It was only occurring to you now the situation you was in, cuffed, partially naked, Antonio kneeling between your shaking legs. 'Tonio tilted his head slightly, teasingly tracing his fingers on the inside of your thigh.

"Nervous?" His voice was a whisper, you could see how excited he was already. Throat going dry you shook your head,

"Not at all Detective." You didn't have a moment to think, before you knew it 'Tonio was kissing you fiercely, one hand gripping onto your ass the other pulling your leg around him. Raising your arms you placed them around his neck, digging your fingers into him. Antonio smiled into the kiss, raising his hand to lift your arms off of him and pinning them above your head.

"Uh-uh, you gotta be patient babe." Keeping your hands pinned above you, he ran his other hand down your side hooking his fingers into the edge of your panties slowly dragging them down your thighs. Moving his way down your body, he gently bit into your hips, running his tongue over the bite. Looking down at the site before you, you felt your breath stop in your chest. 'Tonio shifted himself further down, placing your legs over his shoulders he didn't give you a moments pause before he pressed his tongue against your centre. You couldn't help the moan that was pulled from you, the feeling of Antonio's mouth on you, along with his rough hands against the soft skin of your thighs was the best thing you had felt in months. You clenched your hands tightly above you, all you wanted to do was reach down and grab onto him, touch him in anyway you could. He kept up a pace just right to keep you on edge for what felt like forever.

"Please... 'Tonio... I can't." You couldn't keep still any more, even with Antonio holding your hips down, your skin was burning with excitement and you needed a release. Smirking, 'Tonio pulled himself up, looking down at your flushed face.

"You need something babe?"

"You... Detective... I need you... now." Leaning in to kiss you, 'Tonio pulled off his boxers and settled himself between your legs again. Raising one hand he pinned your wrists down, and trailed the other down your side.

"Please!" You begged, it was driving you mad to have him this close to you, to feel him and not be able to have him how you wanted.

"Mmm... I like it when you beg mi amor." Pulling your leg up over his hip, 'Tonio slowly pushed into you. Your eyes closed as you felt bliss slowly spread through your body. He seemed to catch his breath as he bottomed out, his hand twitching on your thigh.

"Christ Antonio..." Tilting your head, you saw he had also closed his eyes. You pressed a kiss to his jaw, then bit him gently. Pulling himself up a little, he looked down at you his eyes blown. Humming quietly to himself, he ran his tongue over his bottom lip before leaning in to kiss you. Shifting his hips, he started to move slowly causing you to moan into the kiss. Pulling your arms up again you placed them around Antonio's neck, tangling your fingers in his hair. Lifting your hips up slightly, you started to meet his movements with your own. Reaching down, he lifted one of your legs up over the crook of his arm, his pace quickening.

"Fuck... (Y/N), you feel so good." Huffing out a small laugh, you pulled on his hair slightly tugging him down to you, your voice merely a whisper.

"Then go faster papi." Antonio let out a low growl, pinning your hip down he started to move quicker, reaching back, you gripped onto the headboard. His mouth was on you, fiercely kissing you until your lungs burned through lack of air. You knew you would have a bruise on your hip from how hard he was gripping you, not to mention the bruises that would no doubt circle your wrists from the cuffs.

"(Y/N)... I'm so close."

"Me too... just... I need." Glancing down between you, Antonio understood what you wanted. Shifting his hand from your thigh, he started to circle your clit, pressing harder to match his thrust. White lights seemed to burst behind your eyes, your legs wrapping tightly around 'Tonio's waist.

"Antonio!" Calling his name you couldn't help but sink your teeth into his shoulder as you came, gripping onto him as your climax pulled you into a blissful state. 'Tonio followed close after you, your name falling from his lips as though a prayer, his head dropped into the dip of your neck. You didn't remember him stopping, just that the world around you became quiet, your hands has loosened their grip on his flushed skin, your head pressed gently against his.

"You with me Dawson?" You managed to mutter against him.

"Mmmhmm." Shifting himself he laid next to you, reaching for his jeans to grab the key to the cuffs. Offering your hands to him, he deftly unlocked them with the skill of a man who had done that a thousand times in his life.

"Ah shit (Y/N) your wrists." Sitting up a little, worry filled his face as he looked at the purple rings already forming on your wrists.

"Hey... don't worry I'll be fine. I've got some really good makeup that will cover these over." He glanced up at your face, his eyes filled with guilt.

"What if it doesn't?" Grinning, you winked at him,

"Well then I will just have to tell people that this new guy I'm seeing is a filthy bastard, amazing in bed and enjoys cuffing me." A small smirk flittered over his handsome face.

"Amazing huh?" Pulling him down, you kissed him deeply.

"Very amazing... although I may need to go a few more rounds... just to be sure." Eyes widening at your comment, you grinned widly.

"Well... maybe after we sleep off this long ass day we've just had, and after that... I think I'm going to sleep for a week." Smiling, Antonio leaned down and placed a kiss on each of your wrists, then turned and kissed you softly.

"Sounds good to me mi amor." Pulling you close to him, he wrapped his arm around you as you managed to pull up the duvet. Snuggling down, you felt Antonio's breathing become even as he slowly fell asleep. Humming quietly, you pressed a kiss to his chest glimpsing the marks you had left on him. Hopefully, he had a lot of high neck shirts to wear until it went down. Grinning to yourself, you settled down against him enjoying the feeling of finally having Detective Dawson all to yourself.

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[themultifandomgal]

Dating Antonio

It's been 8 months since our first date, and since then we have been going on many more. We made thing official between us about 6 months ago. I've met his kids Eva and Diego, I have also met his ex wife Laura. Although I was nice to her I can just tell she doesn't like me, maybe she was hoping that their split would make him quite us job and come back to her. Who knows. But what I do know is she's not my biggest fan, however his kids I like to think that they do like me

"Right are you ready?" Toni shouts upstairs to the kids as I wrap my jacket around me

"Coming" Eva shouts and runs down the stairs with her brother behind her

"Is YN coming?" He asks looking at me putting my shoes on

"Yeah if that's ok?" Toni asks he's son

"Of course" Diego smiles making me smile back

"I'll wait in the car" I kiss Antonio on the cheek and take his car keys from the side. I get in the passenger seat and reply to texts off Kelly and my brothers while I wait for everyone.

Toni drives us to a small little restaurant for dinner that we usually go to, we sit in our normal seats, Antonio sitting next to one another while the kids are sat opposite

"How's school?" I ask them as the waiter places our drinks in front of us

"Ok I guess" Eva shrugs

"You guess?" I raise an eyebrow

"Maths is hard"

"No it's not" Diego says to his sister

"Diego" Toni warns his son

"You want to know a secret?" Eva nods her head at me "I'm terrible at spelling"

"But your a teacher. Aren't you meant to know everything?" Diego frowns

"Not at all. Everyone has something they struggle with. Eva if you'd let me to help you, I'm more than happy to. I might be teaching very young children at the moment, but I still have a degree in maths"

"Really?"

"Really. That goes to you as well Diego"

"Thank you" he gives me a smile

"YN are you staying over again tonight?"

"Yes if that's ok with you guys and your dad"

"Fine by me" Toni smiles earning a nudge off me

"You might as well move it with dad at this point" Diego comment

"Would you guys be ok with that?"

"I guess" Eva shrugs "but would that mean that you would get married?"

"What about children? YN your younger than dad so would you guys have a baby together"

"Woah guys where's all of this coming from?" Toni asks the kids

"Mum said that once YN moves in then you would start a new family and forget all about us" Diego sadly says

"Of course she would say that" Antonio mutters

"I love your dad and I know that you two come with him. Your his priority. I would love to move in with your dad one day and maybe get married and have a baby. If that does happen though I promise that you wouldn't be forgotten about. Your dad loves you both so much. If you ever feel left out, or upset for whatever reason you can talk to one of us and we will figure out how to deal with it together"

"I suppose it would be pretty cool to have a younger brother or sister" Eva says as our food arrives.

We get back to the house. The kids go get ready for movie night while I get the popcorn. I feel arms around my waist

"So when are you going to move in with me?" Toni asks making me chuckle

"When do you want me to?"

"Tonight"

"I can't move in tonight" I say turning around

"Why not? Your here pretty much all of the time. We can slowly move your things in while we wait for your house to sell. Or if you want we can sell this house and buy a new one together" I shake my head while smile

"No. I think that would be to much change for Eva and Diego"

"So your moving in here then tonight"

"Not tonight but soon. Promise" I lean in and kiss Antonio  on the lips

"Ew gross" Diego gags entering the kitchen

"You say that now, but wait till you meet the right girl" I say getting the now popped popcorn

"Go stick Netflix on and choose a film"

"Ok dad but I don't want another sibling just yet"

"Oh god" I burry my head in my hands while Toni just laughs and my awkwardness

"If their mother didn't hate me before she will now"

"How anyone can hate you I will never understand"

"Come on guys films starting" I kiss Toni on the cheek and join the kids in the living room with the popcorn.

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[enchantedblackrose]

Confessions

Pairing: Antonio Dawson/ Fem Reader

Requested: Kinda? Many eons ago by @fabyoliveira1999

Summary: A gunshot wound lands your partner in the hospital. An argument leads to surprising confessions from both of you.

Warnings: Mentions of a gun shot wound, some swearing, Reader self doubt

You’re absolutely livid right now, having just received a phone call you never wanted to get. Antonio is in the hospital. Your stupid, stubborn, sexy partner of one and half years from work got himself shot.

“Idiot,” you mutter aloud to only yourself as you change out of you pajama pants and into a pair of jeans. Off comes your tank top and you pick a semi clean basic tee shirt off your bedroom floor. You head into your bathroom next to tie your hair up in a hurried ponytail. Your boots are on and you’re already out the door and to your car when you wonder if you brushed your teeth. But you don’t care; you have to get to him.

Antonio.

Of the one and half years you’ve been a part of the Intelligence team, you’ve been in love with the seasoned detective for precisely seventeen months. A secret you keep to yourself.

You hate this, all of it, the being in love with him, feeling like you’re not good enough for him, terrified that you might lose him...

It’s easier to focus on the anger. But the harsh reality is Antonio is in the hospital from a gunshot wound. No other information was given. You don’t know his condition. It scares the hell out of you.

The drive to the hospital is a blur. As you rush through the doors, you see a few members from your team. Jay reaches you first. His gaze fixates on you and he sees the fear reflecting in y/e/c eyes. He places a hand on your forearm as if to steady you.

“It was a clean shot to his upper left arm. He’s okay, y/n,” he tells you. The relief you feel has you thinking you may cry. Jay softly repeats his words as he slowly removes his arm from yours. Your sergeant exits a patient room and notices you.

Hank’s gruff voice calls out your last name. “Antonio’s in there asking for his partner. He is not to be at the station today or tomorrow. Now, that’s an order and y/n, it’s your job to make sure he’s compliant. The rest of you meet back at the precinct asap.” You watch your coworkers disperse, then Hank reintegrates that you are to stay with Antonio and gives you a knowing nod. It takes you aback that all you manage to say is “yes, Sarge,” before you walk into Antonio’s room.

Your mouth is open to scold Antonio for his rash actions that led him here, but upon seeing him in the hospital bed, arm wrapped and in a sling, medical equipment still hooked up, you lose the words. You feel tears starting to sting your eyes. He smirks. Your partner actually has the audacity to smirk at you from his hospital bed. Anger floods your body.

“What the hell happened, Dawson? You were going to wait for me before you went back to that crime scene!”

Antonio is unbothered by your yelling. His voice is nonchalant. “I decided it couldn’t wait.”

Your annoyance grows; how could he be so flippant?

“Couldn’t wait,” you echo. “You got fucking shot because ‘you couldn’t wait’!”

“I’ll live,” he says with a shrug from his good side.

“But you didn’t know that for sure. Why? Why would you put yourself in that situation?”

Antonio sighs heavily. “I made a choice-“

“A bad one,” you interject, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Better me getting shot than you, alright?" His genuine concern for you is lost. Instead his words sting; it's like he's confirming all your self doubts.

You frown. "You…you don't think I can handle myself? Or that I am some kind of screw up?"

“Of course not; I lov-," he pauses to gather his thoughts. "Listen, I called you, right? You were still home in bed. Said you were 10 minutes out. I was already close, so I headed towards the scene. Activity started. It looked like things were gonna go south fast. I took action. You don’t have to like it. You don’t have to agree with it, but it happened.”

“There was no one else around. No potential vics. I don’t understand!”

“Enough!” Antonio shouts. “I’m the superior officer. Not you. Me. You don’t get to keep undermining my call! For fuck’s sake, I thought you’d be relieved to see me. Not in here questioning my actions and giving me shit!”

His words cut you like a knife. You’re too stunned to say anything. You bite your lip to keep from crying. Antonio has never once spoken to this way. He’s always treated you as an equal and valued your opinion. Regret washes over Antonio, he opens his mouth to speak, but a light tap on the door interrupts him.

Both of you turn to see Jay’s brother, Doctor Will Halstead. You’re all fairly acquainted with one another, which is why Will is reluctant to come into the room.

“Um,” he says quietly finally retreating from the doorway, “I know you’re about to be discharged soon, Antonio, but there’s a lot of shouting coming from this room. I’m sorry, y/n, I’m going to have to ask you to leave...”   

“I was just about to. Sorry for all the noise.” You turn for the door.

“Wait,” Antonio calls out. “Let her stay, please. No more shouting, Will. I promise.”

Will looks at you, then back to Antonio, then sighs before leaving the room, shutting the door behind him.

An awkward silence fills the room. You shift your weight to your other foot.

“I’m going to go. I’m sorry, Antonio. I really am glad you’re okay. I’ll see if Ruz or Atwater are still here to give you a ride home.”

“Y/n, hold on. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that.”

“It’s fine,” you wave your hand dismissively, desperate to leave.

“No, it’s not. It’s not okay for a partner to talk down to another. And it’s never okay for a man to speak to the woman he loves like that.”

“I...what?” You finally look at him to see him staring at you, a tentative smile on his lips. As you continue to stare at him wordlessly, his smile falters.

“Come here,” he pats a spot on the bed beside him. You oblige unsure of what is happening. “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same. I’ll keep everything professional between us, but I need you to know: I love you. I have for a long time. I...are you crying?” You nod vigorously, unable to speak.  “Because I love you?” He asks, genuinely concerned. You nod again. Through your tears, you’re able to see the look of confusion and worry on Antonio’s face.

“I can’t believe you love me," you confess.

“What’s not to love, nena?”

“I’m not pretty enough,” you say, unable to meet his eyes. “And compared to you, I’m not strong or super smart. I’m nothing like Laura or Sylvie and you loved them. I’m not-“

Surprised, Antonio cuts you off. “Stop. You’re only right about one thing. You’re not Laura or Sylvie, but y/n, I don’t want you to be. You are incredible in so many ways. You’re a badass in Intelligence. You think of things no one else on the team does. You’re brave. Every day you show up ready to take names. You’re sensitive and empathetic when need be, but not naïve, and dios mio you are sexy, but beautiful too.”

A small blush creeps in your cheeks. You want to argue, but Antonio won’t let you. “I’m going to get discharged and I’m going to let you take me home and there I will show you exactly how sexy you are.”

“No,” you say. “I mean I’ll take you home, but you need to rest. You took a bullet to your arm.”

“Or maybe, we won’t wait,” he says ignoring you. He dips his head into your collarbone and traces your neck with his lips. His good arm wraps behind you and pulls you closer before he rests his hand in the back pocket of your jeans. His mouth finds yours. His hand rubs your ass through the denim. His touch and  kiss are so sensual, he elicits a moan from you.

The door swings open.

“A nurse was going to bring these by, but I said I would do it and...oh! Really?” Will looks at you both and shakes his head. Embarrassed, you try to try to pull yourself off of Antonio, but his strong grip isn’t breaking. He just sits there, unabashed. Will sighs and tosses the discharge papers onto the empty chair in the room before walking out. You wait until you hear the click of the door before you giggle.

"Let's get you home," you say. Once again Antonio stops you from leaving his side. He takes your hand in his. His beautiful brown eyes seem almost sad now.

"Y/n, I'm sorry it took me getting shot to tell you how I feel about you. I thought it best to leave it unsaid. I was wrong, but I don't want you to feel obligated to me in any way…"

You press your lips against his, cutting him off. This kiss, unlike the first, is sweet and tender.

"I love you, 'Tonio." You say, pulling back as you gently run a hand through his hair before resting it on his cheek. He leans into your touch, looking relieved at your words.

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[marshmallows2345]

Tell Me What You Want

(jay halstead x antonio dawson x reader)

Content Warning: smut, mmf thresome, slight sub! antonio, oral sex (f!receiving), vaginal fingering, dirty talk, general filth, and there is absolutely no plot whatsoever LOL

“You’re so cute,” Jay murmured as he pushed you up onto his desk, his hands on your breasts. “So cute..”

“Jay,” you whined as he moved his hands down to your jeans. “What if someone sees?”

“Let them watch, see how good you look.”

You let out a chuckle as his lips attached themselves to your neck, leaving a trail of love bites as they moved down your smooth skin. Jay’s hands pawed at your body before moving to undo your jeans. Your hips rolled up to meet his hands, desperately craving his touch.

“Jay, we shouldn’t, not here…”

“Nobody’s here,” he murmured as his lips moved back up to kiss yours. “Don’t worry…”

Jay, as usual when it came to this, was completely wrong.

You were too wrapped up in Jay to notice that Antonio had come back into Intelligence. He was not surprised that you and Jay were together, but he was shocked that it looked like Jay was gonna fuck you on his desk. Antonio was also shocked at the fact that he enjoyed watching you and Jay, how Jay’s hands moved up and down your body almost effortlessly. He watched as your hands moved to Jay’s pants, tugging him closer by the belt loops.

It was then that Antonio cleared his throat, and you and Jay glanced over to see Antonio standing right by the staircase. You turned back and looked at Jay, your eyes first wide with fear, but then your face changed to a flirtatious smile.

“I’ll be right back,” you said, hopping down and going over to Antonio.

Antonio watched as you sauntered over to him, and his eyes rake up and down your body. It takes a second for Jay to understand what you’re doing, but it clicked in his head when he saw your hands roam up Antonio’s chest. You gazed up into Antonio’s eyes as he let his hands rest on your lower back.

“Did you like it?” You ask as Antonio’s breath hitched in his throat. “Watching me and him?”

“Yes, he nodded as you pulled him close to you and tugged him down by his chain. “Very much.”

“So then,” you murmured as your lips pressed right up to his ear, “join us. Have a little fun…”

Antonio glanced over at Jay, who nodded and smirked. You pulled Antonio over to Jay’s desk, and Jay said to him, a knowing smirk on his face,

“She’s gonna have fun with you.”

“Yeah?” Antonio asks, his deep brown eyes boring into yours. “What do you want to do with me?”

Your finger hooks into his chain and you tug him close, his face mere inches away from yours. He has the cockiest smirk on his face, his pearly white teeth peeking out from his lips. But that smirk faded when you sultrily whispered,

“Would you let me boss you around a little? Take control?”

Jay raised his eyebrows at your words. You’d never expressed interest in dominating before, but you had started to be more assertive in the bedroom. He liked this new you, though. It was so sexy to watch you glower at Antonio, and he made a mental note to bring this up with you in private, when you two would be alone. Antonio’s eyes flickered up from your lips to meet your eyes, and he said,

“Never had a woman do that before…but I’d let you boss me around.”

You pulled him in for a kiss, your hand moving from his chain to pull him close by the back of his neck. He let his hands roam your body, and you motioned for Jay to come over. As much as you wanted to have Antonio all to yourself, you didn’t want to leave Jay out. Jay kissed up your neck, and his hand ran up your stomach, cupping your breasts through your clothes.

“Get my jeans off, ‘Tonio. Jay, get my shirt off,” you command, leaning back on the desk.

They took off your shirt and jeans, leaving you almost bare before them, only in your bra and panties. But even still, you know you’re really in control. Neither Jay or Antonio had ever taken on a role like this, to be ordered around. But, they kinda enjoyed it. You unhooked your bra and tossed it aside, and your hands played with your tits. The boys were practically drooling over you, and when they got a glimpse of your cunt soaking through your panties, they nearly went feral.

“Take off my panties,” you commanded, and they quickly tugged them down your legs, tossing them to the floor. “Good.”

“You’re so beautiful,” Jay murmured as he kissed you again.

Antonio dropped down to his knees, and he kissed up the inside of your thigh, stopping just before he reached your cunt. You cupped his chin in your hand and said,

“Ask Jay first.”

“Can I eat her out?”

“Make her feel good; she loves when you finger her too.”

Antonio’s mouth dove in between your legs as his hands pushed your thighs further apart. You let out a shaky sigh, your hand tangling in his thick, dark hair. He let his tongue explore your cunt as his lips sucked on your clit. Antonio was, in every sense of the word, good. As Antonio’s tongue worked wonders on your cunt, Jay kissed you, and he murmured,

“How does he feel? He making you feel good?”

“Fuck yeah, he’s so good. Think he’d like me sitting on his face, though.”

You let your legs rest on Antonio’s shoulders, thighs on either side of his head. His big brown eyes looked up at you as his tongue slipped into your hole, fucking you with his mouth. Jay was good with his mouth, but Antonio ate you out with a fervor you’d never experienced. Antonio’s hands moved up your thighs to grip your hips, softly massaging them as you let out the prettiest moans and whimpers. Your hips ground on his tongue as your hand tugged him close to you by his hair.

“Shit,” you sigh out as his tongue flicks against your clit again and he pushes a finger in. “Oh God…”

His finger curled against your g-spot, and he slowly added in another finger. The stretch was so good, and your hips jutted against him. If he could please you like this with just his mouth and fingers, you could only imagine how good his cock would feel. Antonio was definitely big; he was too confident and secure to not be. His fingers worked in tandem with his mouth as he brought your orgasm closer and closer. The same tightness in your stomach that you got with Jay was happening now. As you looked over at Jay, you saw his erection straining against his jeans, his jaw tense and his eyes dark.

“You look so good,” Jay murmured as he groped your breasts, his fingers gently twisting and pinching your nipples. “So good..”

“God! Fuck!” You yelped as your thighs began to shake and your core started to tighten. “Antonio!”

“Cum, baby,” Jay murmurs as his lips kiss your jawline. “Let him taste you..”

You let yourself go, squirting all over his tongue and letting him taste your cum. Your mouth fell open in a silent scream before gritting your teeth to try and not let the rest of the late shift people know that you were getting down and dirty upstairs in Intelligence. He lapped up every last drop, moaning appreciatively at your release. You rode out your high, chest heaving up and down as he pulled away.

“God, Antonio,” you purred, grabbing his chin and pulling him up to kiss you. “Gonna watch Jay and me?”

“Fuck,” he groaned as you let your thumb rest on his lip. “I’d love to.”

Jay swapped places with Antonio, and you pulled Jay in for a heated kiss. He could taste the remnants of your release that Antonio had left on your tongue and moaned softly at your taste. You pulled away from him and said,

“Fuck me, Jay. Let’s put on a show for him…”

Jay quickly undid his pants and he pulled out his fully erect cock, letting it rest on your stomach. He pumped it a few times before slowly pushing in. It didn’t matter that you had been fucked by Jay countless times beforehand; the stretch from his cock never seemed to fade. He was big, and he knew it too. As he slowly pushed in, your nails dug into his shoulderblades. Antonio watched as your head rolled back as Jay buried himself deep inside you. He palmed himself through his jeans as he watched, his eyes raking over your gorgeous body.

“Look, Jay,” you purred as Jay slowly started to move inside you. “Antonio likes it…”

You pulled Antonio into you and kissed him as Jay started to thrust in and out of you. He groped your breasts, pinching and pulling your nipples. Jay smiled down at you and he let his hands grip onto your hips. You murmured against Antonio’s lips,

“You’re gonna fuck me after, hm? Then we’ll all get out of here, and we’ll fuck in my bed…”

“Hell yes, baby,” he huskily whispered, kissing you deeply.

Jay’s hips set up a punishing pace as he fucked you on his desk. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him close to you and keeping him right where you wanted him. Jay bit his lip, trying to keep himself quiet, but you said,

“Uh-uh, lemme hear you. Let Antonio hear how good I feel wrapped around you, how warm and tight I am.”

“Fuck, fuck, baby,” Jay groaned as he pinned you down onto his desk. “You’re squeezin’ me. Dawson, she’s incredible…”

A cocky smirk erupted on your face at Jay’s words. He loved being buried inside you, and he never let you forget that fact. As Jay’s hips slammed into yours, you were a mess before him, a mess of moans and groans, nails digging into his back. He dug one of his hand into your hip, so hard that you were sure there would be bruises tomorrow morning. With his other hand, he reached down to rub your clit, which was already sensitive from the orgasm that Antonio had given you earlier.

The feeling was almost indescribable. You loved having someone watching, even though it was slightly dirty and naughty. Jay also loved fucking you under the gaze of someone else; he wanted to not only show off his skills, but also to show off just how pretty you looked as you would come undone. Antonio and Jay’s hands seemed to play you like an instrument, one that they had worked to master.

“Jay!” you shrieked, walls fluttering around him. “Oh my fuck!”

You threw your head back as you felt your release come closer and closer. Jay knew how to please you; he’d been doing so for months. You never left unsatisfied with Jay, if anything, you had to drag him away from your cunt sometimes. He loved having sex with you, no matter what he got, even if it was just a blowjob. As he kept on pounding into you, his thrusts falling out of rhythm, you knew he was close as well.

“Cum for me,” he growled as your thighs tensed around him. “Cum on my fuckin’ cock.”

You let your release wash over you, like an ocean crashing onto the shore. Your walls clamped down around him, and he grit his teeth, letting out soft grunts and groans as he felt his release approach as well. Jay buried his face into your neck and he bit down on your shoulder as he sloppily thursted into you. As he released into your cunt, he punctuated it with an especially hard thrust. His cum spilled into you, and he kissed you as he let himself get lost in that post-orgasm euphoria.

“Fuck,” he sighed as he slowly pulled out of you. “Fuck, baby, you’re just the best.”

“I know, darlin’. Now I’m gonna let Antonio fuck me,” you said, turning your attention to Antonio and getting a mischevious glint in your eye. “Get in Jay’s chair.”

He does as you ask, spreading his legs just a little. Jay moved out of your way, and he tucked himself away in his pants. He perched on the desk, wanting to watch you ride Antonio. You undid Antonio’s jeans and pulled his cock out. He was big, just like you’d thought, and you licked your lips. You couldn’t wait to ride him, to feel him deep inside you, just like Jay was.

You lined him up before slowly settling down onto him. He let his head roll back, the feeling of your cunt and Jay’s cum together was almost intoxicating. Antonio’s hands went to your hips, helping you move up and down on his cock. His cock brushed up against your g-spot, since it was slightly curved, and your arms went around his neck.

“You’re so deep, hm? You like being buried inside me?”

“Yes,” he nodded as your lips kissed his neck, softly nipping at the smooth skin. “Oh God…”

Your hips moved up and down on his cock as your hand reached down and rubbed your clit. He was a mess underneath you, letting out soft groans as your walls hugged him perfectly. You were incredible, every bit as incredible as Jay had said. Antonio had never felt so good, ever. You looked down at him, and flashed him a pretty smirk.

“Tell me how good it feels,” you purred as you tugged on his chain. “Tell me.”

Antonio groaned out, and his hands started to roam your body, exploring the curves that he had only imagined what would look like naked. Your lips moved to kiss him, as his hips bucked into you, wanting you. It was like he was a teenager again, unsure of what to do. You were incredibly sexy, and he was so enamored with you.

“So good,” he whimpered. “Oh my God…”

You kept on riding him, your hand working your clit furiously. Your back was slick with sweat, and your chest rose and fell rapidly as your hips moved faster on his cock. He looked like he was experiencing heaven, eyes closed, his long lashes pressed right onto his cheek. In a way, he was. As he let the pleasure take over and stopped thinking of you as the pretty coworker, it somehow got even better.

You knew he was close when you felt his hips started thrusting into you almost desperately. His hands dug into your hips, and you knew that there would be a litany of marks adorning your hips the next day. Not that you minded, you loved when you saw the results of a wonderful night of sex.

“Fuck! Fuck! Baby, I’m-“ He said through gritted teeth, his hands digging into you even more.

“Cum inside me, c’mon, be good..”

His hips gave one last thrust before he spilled into you. Your body jolted forward as your third orgasm washed over you, consuming you in a haze of pleasure. You clutched onto him as the two of you rode out your highs, the pleasure clouding your heads. He pulled back to look at you, and he brushed your hair out of your face. Your face was sweaty, any makeup you had on was definitely gone, and you felt like a newborn deer.

“God, Jay was right,” Antonio said as his hand ran through his hair. “You’re incredible.”

“I know,” you said as you toyed with his chain. “Now, the two of you have to clean me up and get me to my apartment. I want round 2.”

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[samantha-chicago]

Chicago PD Masterlist

Reaction (Will Halstead, Adam Ruzek x Everleigh Lindsay)

Photographs (Antonio Dawson, Intelligence x Reader) 

Baby (Adam Ruzek x Reader)

Panic (Adam Ruzek x Reader)

Shooting (Adam Ruzek x Manning!Reader)

Saving Him ( Reader x Adam Ruzek, Alvin Olinsky, Intelligence, Med)

Back Home (Jay Halstead x Halstead!Reader (Wife), Adam Ruzek, Kevin Atwater)

Back In Town (Reader x Adam Ruzek, Kelly Severide, Greg 'Mouse' Gerwitz, Jay Halstead, Will Halstead, Intelligence + More) Part I Part 1 *NSFW*  Part 2

Blood (Kevin Atwater x Reader)  

No Air (Adam Ruzek x reader, Kelly Severide x sister!reader)

That's Alvin Olinksy (Leslie Shay x Halstead!Reader)

Meet The Boyfriend (Dante Torres x reader)

Protective *NSFW* (Dante Torres x Atwater!reader)

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[keanureevesisbae]

Antonio Dawson x fem!reader 

Summary: You have saved countless of people during your time as a lifeguard, but never had you saved someone like Antonio..

Wordcount: 974

Warnings: None

A/N: Despite the picture of the girl in the top left, the reader is written totally neutral when it comes to race and body type. the girl in the picture just really fit the aesthetic

You have been a lifeguard for over ten years now and over the years, you’ve developed quite the eye. Like officers are able to read people and situations, you read everyone like a book here at your beach. And some people just have that vibe over them, telling you non verbally they will either drown or get in trouble sooner rather than later.

You witnessed families together, friends together and pro surfers defying the waters. It was all well, but you knew that it would change. You just felt it.

‘Miss, miss!’ 

The sound of distress. The start of a rescue.

You looked up and saw two teens, a girl and a younger boy, obviously related to one another, made their way over to you. ‘What’s wrong?’ you asked.

‘Our dad,’ the girl said. ‘I think he’s drowning.’

You stretched out your neck, grabbing your binoculars and searched the waters.

And there he was.

However, this man hadn’t been on your ‘Probably a drowner’-list. He hadn’t even been on a list at all. Maybe he wasn’t necessarily drowning, but he was quite far from shore.

‘Stay here,’ you said, as you made your way over to your rescue board. You rushed towards the edge of the ocean, before you dared to defy the waters.

You grew up near the coast. Your parents being surfers and your father being a lifeguard all his life had contributed to your love for the beach. You adored the coast, you loved to surf and being a lifeguard appeared to be a dream come true for you. 

You paddled your way over to the man, who appeared fatigued, but somehow managed to keep his head above the water. Once you were closing in, you grabbed him by the arm. ‘I’ve got you,’ you said. ‘Hold onto the board.’

He latched on, desperately trying to catch his breath.

‘You alright?’ 

‘I’m fine,’ he said. ‘My kids, are they okay?’

‘They’re fine, sir. They’re on the beach. Go catch a breath and we’ll go back to shore, okay?’

He rubbed his face as he awkwardly laughs. ‘This is really embarrassing,’ he noted.

‘Don’t be embarrassed. You’re like the fifth person I saved today,’ you said with a smile. ‘Please, it can happen to anyone.’ Even to guys who look this attractive, because goodness me, are you a stunner. Your eyes wandered of the tattoos on his toned arms, but then you realized ogling at someone you rescued is extremely inappropriate and unprofessional.

‘Alright, climb on the board, head to the front and we’ll get you to shore.’

The paddle back was absolutely testing you and your ability to control yourself, because having his ass up your face, was torture.

‘Dad, are you alright?’ the boy asked, who hugged him close as soon as his dad was on shore again.

‘Diego, I’m fine,’ he said, before hugging his daughter. ‘Eva, you okay?’

‘I’m okay now that you’re okay.’ She—the girl who apparently was named Eva—looked over at you. ‘You’re so awesome,’ she told me. ’Thank you for saving my dad.’

You shook your head. ‘It’s no problem. It’s my job. Just keep an eye on your old man, ‘kay?’

‘Will do,’ Eva said with a chuckle.

‘We just moved here,’ Diego continued, ‘from Chicago. We’re not used to this much beach and the ocean like this. We’ll never get out in the water that deep again.’

‘Atta boy,’ you chuckled. ‘Listen to that one,’ you told the father. ‘He’s got his head on straight.’

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As the day had come to an end and the beach was slowly but surely going empty, you sat with your colleagues in the lifeguard tower. There was a knock on the door, before it opened slightly. ‘Excuse me,’ you heard and when you looked up, you saw the man you saved earlier today, flanked by his two children.

‘Hi,’ you said, standing up from your seat. ‘How are you feeling?’

‘I’m good, thanks.’

‘And dad listened to me,’ Diego said. ‘He didn’t go in too deep in the water.’

‘Very good,’ you laughed. ‘To what do we owe this pleasure?’

‘Just wanted to thank you,’ the dad was quick to say, though it’s hard to miss the dissatisfaction on Eva’s face. ‘That’s all.’

‘It’s my job,’ you told him, though you secretly hoped he was going to ask you out. 

The three of them said their goodbyes and went away. You leaned in the door, as you stared at them. Maybe it was for the best, you thought. 

When you wanted to close the door, you heard: ‘Miss, hold up!’ It was Eva who made her way back to you, leaving her father and brother to wait. ‘My dad actually wanted to ask you out,’ she told you once she was close enough, ‘however he chickened out.’

‘I see,’ you chuckled. You grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down both your name and number on it. ‘Go give this to your dad and have him call me, okay?’

Her eyes lit up. ‘Really? That is fantastic! Thank you, I’ll give it to him straight away!’

She rushed back to her father and brother and handed him the piece of paper. He looked at it, before a smile appeared on his face. He held up the paper and you gave him a wave.

Maybe you rescued the right person at the right time today.

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Unknown number: Hi, I literally have no idea how to do it, but if I won’t do it, Eva and Diego will personally come back to the tower to ask you out for me, so I better do it myself. Would you like to go out with me sometime? Preferably not near any water, as we both learned today I’m not at my best near the ocean. Lemme know. Antonio

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Chicago PD taglist: @acdassenza // @wanniiieeee // @one-sweet-gubler // @sofiebstar

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[tagoalong1806]

Innocences Of Tagalong

Warnings:All Warnings Will Be Under Each Part <3

18+

Summary:When The Third Member Of The Trio Comes Back From The Rangers,It Leaves New Things Coming To Light,With Traumas From The Past Reopening.

Jay Halstead x reader x Antonio Dawson

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Part 1:https://tagalong6719.tumblr.com/post/686101714494963712/innocences-of-tagalong

Part2: https://tagalong6719.tumblr.com/post/686107638833037312/innocences-of-tagalong

Part3: https://tagalong6719.tumblr.com/post/686113229043384320/innocences-of-tagalong

Part4: https://tagoalong1806.tumblr.com/post/686117630427430912/innocences-of-tagalong

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[escapingrealtiylovinginsanity]

Antonio Dawson (ft Kim Burgess): Bruise 

This came from brain rot and the wish of being on Antonio’s lap. Another one that I wrote for myself and was completely indulgent.  

The first time you saw it you hadn’t thought much of it. It was completely normal for you to have random bruises. You were clumsy and you never really felt them until after you saw them fully formed. But you swore this one on your inner thigh never seemed to completely go away. Just when you think it was fully healed it would bloom a new blue to black shade. It was starting to worry you a little, but all your other bruises and injuries were healing up fine. So you didn’t think it was medically related. 

It was driving you crazy not knowing. 

You’re in Molly’s bathroom with your shorts pushed slightly up to glare at the bruise. Kim Burgess comes out of one of the stalls and looks down at your thigh for a moment. You roll your shorts back down. “That's a pretty big bruise.” 

“Yeah, and I have no idea where it came from.” You could hear the irritation in your own voice. Kim smiles to herself as she washes her hands.  

“No?” Her tone is playful and teasing. You turn to look at her furrowing your eyebrows. “You really have no clue how you could have got it?” You pause to think about it but come up empty and shake your head. Kim presses her lips together into a line as she tilts her head encouraging you to continue thinking. You pause again before shaking your head again. Kim laughs and grabs a handful of paper towels to dry her hands.  

“Kim!” You weren’t super close to the female cop. You had only met her a few times. You knew she worked off and on with the Intelligence Unit and had Antonio’s respect. That was honestly enough for you. You found that your boyfriend was a good judge of character, and you didn’t often disagree with his judgment calls. The two of you had been keeping your relationship quiet.  

She stopped at the door throwing the towel in the trash. She turned and gave you a smile. “You know I used to get a bruise in a similar spot, upper left thigh when I was with Adam- from his gun. Just saying.” She winked knowingly and left you with your racing thoughts. 

Over the next few weeks, you became hyper-aware of it. Antonio’s gun was like an extension of his body. He was always carrying. You were pretty sure he didn’t even notice it anymore. Your left thigh, on the other hand, was well acquitted with it. 

You and Antonio are kissing your way through the living room. His hands slide down your thighs and he hoists you up securing your legs around his waist. He sits on the couch with you on his lap never breaking your kiss. You can’t help but smile against his lips as you feel the holster of his gun press more firmly against your inner thigh.

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[bullet-prooflove]

Antonio Dawson Masterlist

Antonio Dawson x Reader:

Ghosts - Antonio struggles when you make a decision you feel is best for the both of you.

Crossing The Line - Companion piece to  Ghosts - You and Antonio cross the line.

Make Me Forget - Antonio is devastated when he catches up with you after the op.

- Too Tempting To Resist (NSFW) - After a UC operation Antonio can’t resist you any longer.

- Proposal (NSFW) - Antonio proposes to you in bed.

- Us - After Antonio’s cover is blown he turns up at your place injured.

- We’ve Got Tonight - You & Antonio discuss what happened last time you were in Chicago.

- Save Your Lies For Something That Matters - Antonio gives you some advice about going undercover.

- Nightmares - Antonio comforts you after a nightmare.

- Opportunity - You and Antonio discuss the pitfalls of going UC.

-  Waking Up With Antonio Dawson - What it’s like to wake up with Antonio.

- The Great Outdoors - On a break from the city Antonio asks you to move in with him.

- When It All Falls Down - Antonio’s life is finally on track. That’s until he comes home one night and discovers everything isn’t as it seems.  

- Antonio With An Inexperianced Lover - How Antonio would treat you if you weren’t as experianced as him.

- You Don’t Belong Here - Antonio informs you, you’ve been compromised.

- This Is Going To Hurt - Antonio hates hurting you.

- Bruises (NSFW) -  Antonio knows exactly how you got those bruises.

- Friends With Benefits - It started as enemies and became something much more.

- Leave Me Alone - You decide it’s time to walk away from Antonio.

- Think I Wanna Marry You - Antonio tells you his feelings.

- Miss Me? - You contemplate your relationship with Antonio.

- Edging (NSFW) - Antonio has always been such a tease.

- Messed Up - Antonio tries to show you how messed up he is.

- ‘Are You Here To Break Me Out?’ - Even injured you only want the best for Antonio.

- Mine - (NSFW) - Antonio reminds you who you belong to. 

- Good People - Antonio questions if he’s a good person.

5 Sentences:

“Don’t you walk away from me,” Antonio growled. - Antonio makes a decision that effects both of you.

Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be good enough to beat me one day. - You and Antonio in the shooting range.

Say My Name - NSFW - Antonio needs to hear you say his name.

"I... thought I lost you..." -  Antonio confronts the possibility of losing you.

Good girl - NSFW - Antonio loves telling you you’re a good girl.

“Are you talking back to me? Do I need to remind you which one of us is in charge?” - Antonio reminds you who is in charge.

“I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now” (NSFW) - Antonio gets a little possessive.

"Don't, your voice is very soothing" - Antonio loves the sound of your voice.

"I... thought I lost you..." - Toni is forced to face the prospect of losing you.

“I woke up, the room was cold” - Toni wakes up with no memory of how he got there.

“You say that you love me, You won’t remember in the morning” - Toni wants to make sure you know he means it.

“Well sorry that I’m not full of sunshine and rainbows” - Antonio is grumpy in the morning.

"It's not gonna be the same... Our friendship is done." - Antonio asks you to do something you are uncomfortable with.

“each of my thoughts about you are improper” - Antonio likes it when you wear that dress.

"i need a distraction." - Antonio needs a distraction.

Don't let me go down this road again, We both know where this ends?

Antonio didn’t realise you could move like that

"One person pinning the other down and grinding against their ass"

“Just seeing your face gives me so much dopamine.”

“you’re taking this so well baby “ NSFW

I remember it now, it takes me back to when it all first started

I need her so bad... - NSFW

Ignoring the problems will not make them go away."

"55. You marry me, your father will disown you"

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you look bad.”

Series: 

Secrets:

Part One: Exs and Ohs - Antonio is arrested keeping your secret.

Part Two: Evidence - You show Voight some embarrassing evidence.

Made Up Fic Titles:

You Were Beautiful 

Fics:

Million Reasons - Antonio Dawson x OC -  Life had given Antonio Dawson a million reasons to walk away from love but she gave him a really good one to stay.

NSFW Alphabet:

Bondage

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[no-damsel]

Just friends

Warnings: Swearing

Chapter two

Becoming impatient, you bounce your knee while waiting for Voight to arrive. Adam called his boss after you finished breakfast and briefly explained the situation. Voight agreed right away and was currently driving over with Antonio.

“Nice place you’ve got here.”

Adam lets out a sarcastic laugh. “Oh yeah, the dirty dishes and mountain of laundry really add to the decor.”

Feeling restless, you stand up and walk around his living room. Adam suggested you meet at his apartment; that way, if anyone saw you with him, you could easily play it off as a hookup. You smile at the picture pinned to his fridge of him and a brunette woman posing. “She has a beautiful smile; who is she?”

“That’s my girl, Kim.”

“Where did you guys meet?”

Adam nervously scratches at his beard and says, “Work. She's a cop in my district.”

Laughing, you toss the dish towel hanging beside you at him. “I thought you’d know better than to get involved with someone you work with.”

“Yeah, yeah. How’s your dad and Eli doing?”

You gulp down a mouthful of cold water before pulling at the label covering the bottle. “Eli’s fine—great, actually—and my dad's just the same. Having a kid in the house again is good for him.”

Adam gives you a sympathetic look but doesn’t ask any more questions. You make small talk until Adam gets a text. “That’s them here," he says as he walks towards his door, ready to open it, saying, “Just remember not to be nervous. Hank and Antonio can be a little intense and dark at times, but they are good guys, and if you want, I can do most of the talking for you.”

You struggled to hold back a laugh. Adam was being so sweet and protective, and yet he was in for a surprise. Antonio walks in and gives you a polite nod before greeting his colleague. Hank walks in with a serious expression on his face that softens the moment his eyes land on you.

Adam clears his throat. “Boss, this is—”

“Detective Love,” Hank pulls you in for a hug. “It’s good to see you, kid.”

“You too, Hank; it’s been a while.”

“Don’t drink anything the brunette waitress called Beck gives you; it’s spiked. All the rooms have hidden cameras. Be safe.” Antonio holds the note you placed in the uniforms between his fingers, “so there’s no safe space to talk inside? What about the staff changing rooms or bathrooms?”

“All bathrooms have cameras facing the sinks, and there are hearing devices in the changing rooms.”

Hank nods. “Before we go any further with this, we all agree that nothing that’s said leaves this room.”

All three of you nod.

“Now that’s sorted, Viola, tell me how you got into a club owned by Hector Vasquez; last I heard you were a detective in robbery-homicide.”

“I volunteered when I heard Nat Dickson was back in town.”

“I’m guessing since you’ve been undercover for a while, Nat’s still out there.”

Rage boils deep within your veins; “bastards have been keeping a low profile.”

“Who’s Nat Dickson? I don’t think I’ve heard that name before,” Antonio says.

“He’s wanted for human trafficking in New York. Viola, you should have come to me when you heard he was back in Chicago.”

“You were in prison.”

“Fair enough, but I’m here now.” He turns to face Adam and Antonio and says, “Nat Dickson is scum and extremely dangerous. Trust me, if you’re ever in a run-in with him, do your best to shoot and ask questions later.”

“Nat is part owner of the club, but his share is under a fake name, Lewis Archer. Jasper gives him a large amount of cash along with a bag of guns once a month, but the date, time, and location are always different.”

Adam’s eyes widened with interest as he looked through some paperwork: “The club is full of drugs and has been busted twice in the last month, but only one arrest has been made, and that was for public intoxication.”

“Jasper’s got eyes on the inside.”

Anger flashes behind Antonio’s eyes. “You're telling us a dirty cop is ripping him off for police raids?”

“Dirty as they come,” you say, clicking your tongue. “But I’ve no idea who or how many cops are mixed up in this.”

“Is Nat still selling girls?

You chew on your bottom lip as Hank drives you back to the other side of town, where your car is parked. “If he is, he’s doing it in another location.”

“Tell me about this Beck who spikes people’s drinks.”

“Every so often she spikes men with sleeping pills, takes them into a back room with the promise of having sex, and robs them. She takes everything, from wallets to wedding rings. I’ve tried reporting her anonymously twice before, and each time it’s bounced.”

“Sounds like there’s more than one dirty cop involved. I’m going to have Ruzek stay on the bad-dope trail while you continue gathering evidence of Beck drugging and robbing men; I have a feeling they are contacted.”

“And Dawson?”

Hank turns a sharp corner, the tension in his shoulders obvious. “I want you to stay close to Antonio. Don’t get me wrong, Adam’s a good cop, but Antonio has been deep undercover before, so he knows what it’s like. Plus, he’ll watch your back without getting emotional.”

“I understand and thank you.”

“It’s what my team does; we watch out for each other.” He lets out a small chuckle and says, “I also have an ulterior motive.”

“What’s that?”

“Once this case is closed, I want you in intelligence.”

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[sheadawson1758]

Family is more than blood (Jay Halstead x female reader)

Content warnings:will be under each chapter as they will vary

Summary:when Antonio’s little sister comes back from the rangers,she becomes a detective at the 21st district and everyone quickly loves her and her dark humor,leaving things from the past coming back up while new friendships and relationships form,some old ones come rushing back.how will the life of Antonio’s little sister tagalong be now that she is back in Chicago for good?

Part 1: https://sheadawson1758.tumblr.com/post/686552285859446784/family-is-more-than-blood-jay-halstead-x-female

Part 2:

Part 3:

(More parts will come)

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[themultifandomgal]

Antonio- Meeting Him

I arrive at Mollys to meet my brothers Jay and Will, same dad different moms. I haven't long moved to Chicago to be with my brothers after my mom passed away recently.

Seeing my brothers sat a table, I approach now noticing a few other people

"Here she is. Severide, Dawson this is YN" Will says standing up and giving me a hug

"Hey" I greet him and Jay who also give me a hug. I look at the other two guys "hi it's nice to meet you"

"Like wise, Jay and Will have told us a lot about you. Kelly Severide" Kelly stands up and shakes my hand

"Antonio Dawson" Antonio also shakes my hand. I sit in between my brothers. Jay nudges a glass of coke towards me

"Thanks"

"Jay told us your a teacher. What year?" Antonio asks

"Kindergarten so age 5"

"30 5 year olds in one room, no thank you" Kelly shudders at the thought

"They're not that bad. It's the parents you have to watch" I chuckle "so do either of you have kids?"

"No" Kelly shakes his head

"I've got two. Boy and girl. Have you?"

"No. Never found the right guy I guess"

"I'll drink to that one" Jay mutters lifting up his drink to take a sip

"Hey my relationships haven't been that bad" I nudge Jay

"Errr yeah they have. There was Jake-the deadbeat, then Alfie- the drug dealer..."

"Woah ok I didn't know and as soon as I found out I broke it off. Anyway we weren't that serious" I shrug

"Don't forgot Dan. God he was the worst" Will says "you know, she rang me in anger because Dan stole her money. Had to ring Jay"

"Ahh so you were the stolen purse case Jay left us a week for"

"Guilty" I give Antonio a smile "fine ok my relationships have sucked, that's why I'm having a new start here and not dating for a long ass time"

"Yeah yeah, your like your brother there" Will nods towards Jay "you see a hot guy and you can't keep away. Like a moth to a flame"

"She just needs the right guy to tame her" Kelly says

"Don't even think about it" Jay points at his friend. I roll my eyes at my brother being over protective.

The hours tick by and before I know it, it's now Saturday morning and I have had far too much to drink

"I'm gonna have to call a taxi. Will Christopher be ok with me leaving my car here?" I ask standing up on wobbling legs

"He'll be fine about it. Would rather you get home safely" Kelly shrugs

"Well thank you for the drinks, but I'm super tired"

"Don't worry about it"

"Let me give you a lift home. I've not drank" Antonio offers

"No it's ok, don't worry..."

"I insist. I know your brothers would feel happier knowing that you got home safely by an officer than worry about you in a taxi on your own"

"Ok. Thank you" I give into Antonio.

Slipping into Antonio's car I rest my head on the window, tiredness starting to win the battle to try and stay awake

"Your seats are comfy" I mutter. I hear Antonio chuckle next to me "will your wife mind that your dropping me off?"

"No wife. Divorced"

"Oh. I'm sorry I didn't mean..."

"It's ok, well now it is. For a while I wasn't allowed to see my kids. Things have gotten better"

"I'm glad things are better. I've worked with some parents who don't get along and it puts a strain of the kids. Sometimes it just takes time for divorced parents to figure out how to work" I realise I've probably been talking out of place so I apologise to which Antonio tells me not to be silly. We arrive outside my tiny house, I turn to look at Antonio and smile "thank you for the lift"

"Don't worry about it. I'll get someone to drop your car off for you tomorrow"

"Jays on my insurance, ask him"

"Ok. Goodnight YN"

"Goodnight Antonio" I exit the car and walk to my front door, noticing that Antonio hasn't left yet. Once I find my house keys and open the door I turn around to give him a wave. I lock the door behind me and that's only when Antonio leaves I assume making sure I'm safe.

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[enchantedblackrose]

5 Sentences Game - Antonio Dawson 'I can't believe you did that.'

Oooh. Thank you! I got a bit carried away. Surprise, surprise! And ⚠️ nsfw suggestions at the very end. Again haha

"I can't believe you did that," Antonio playfully growls at you with a face completely covered in flour.

You giggle, reaching for another handful., but with one arm Antonio grabs you by the waist, twisting you away from the kitchen counter. "Oh no you don't." His free hand reaches for the bag of flour and coats your face. You squeal, hands flailing wildly in an attempt to grab anything to fight back with. You reach a pastry bag with frosting and fighting against Antonio’s grip, manage to squeeze some of the contents in his hair. The bewildered look upon his face sends you into a fit of laughter. Blinking back tears, you see Antonio has the bottle of cooking oil, threatening to spill over your head.

Your laughter ceases. "Tonio, no. Mi amor, I'm sorry," but despite the looming threat, the sight of the bright frosting in his hair causes you to grin, betraying any sincerity you were conveying. Antonio tsks as he pours the liquid over your head. You shriek and try to break from his hold.

It's difficult for Antonio to hold on to you and before either you know it, you slip, crashing down hard on the floor below you.

There's no trace of amusement left on Antonio’s face as he drops down to look you over. "Baby? Are you okay?"

"I think so," you chuckle, knowing you are not seriously injured. "My butt is probably bruised though."

His eyebrows shoot up. "I could check that out for you." You want to roll your eyes, but it's impossible to do so when Antonio looks at you like he is, his dark eyes full of lust. A familiar tingling sensation ripples through your body and you just nod at Antonio. With ease, he hoists you up, carrying you the entire way to the master shower...

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[marshmallows2345]

hotheaded (antonio dawson x fem! reader)

Content warning: mentions of domestic violence, abuse, etc., breakups, physical violence, all of which ends in fluff

a/n: i have like four or five more requests to go through and then i will open up requests again-in the meantime send me asks and let's talk about our fave chicago pd characters!!!

when you first made it into intelligence, you told yourself that you would not do anything to mess up your place in the unit. however, that all changed when you fell in love with your partner’s best friend: antonio dawson. the two of you had been together for about a year, and everything was going great. antonio was a gentleman; he never made you feel uncomfortable, ever. but there was still some things that you hadn’t told him.

before you and antonio had gotten together, you were in a terrible relationship. your ex was abusive, toxic, and everything that you needed to get away from. to get together with antonio meant taking a breath of fresh air. he taught you to love again, showed you what it meant to be in a real, trusting relationship. but there was just one thing you couldn’t get past. you couldn’t bring yourself to sleep with him. it started to throw a wrench into your relationship, ruining moment after moment. but you couldn’t do it. something in your brain…it just couldn’t let you. 

you ended up taking a break with antonio, fearing that this would turn for the worse. antonio had a temper. there was no beating around the bus about it; it was simply a fact. most of the time, it came out when he was interrogating suspects, and you knew that it could very well flare up with you. so, you opted to just leave before anything happened. antonio didn’t understand why you left, but he accepted it and respected your decision. but one day, he was talking to jay, and then everything made sense. he understood why you freaked out when things would break, or why you would get anxious when he would buy you gifts. it was all because of your ex. but he wouldn’t tell you he knew, especially since he didn’t find out from jay.

even though you weren’t together anymore, you and antonio cared for each other deeply, and the two of you protected each other. your partnership ran deeper than just your romantic relationship, and a breakup wasn’t going to change that.

you were sitting next to him in the interrogation room. he was standing up, arms crossed, and you could see the muscles in his arms. based on the tightness of his jaw, the tense muscles, antonio was close to losing it. the suspect, jordan hickey, was not giving you the respect you deserved. he was making comments about your looks, your figure, everything. and even though antonio wasn’t your boyfriend, and you weren’t his girlfriend, nobody was going to disrespect you. 

“shut your mouth about her!” antonio yelled, making you flinch. “keep her name out of you filthy fuckin’ mouth.”

what happened next was a blur. the guy lunged over the table, and you instantly regretted not putting the cuffs on him. he went after you, the one he just called pretty five seconds ago, and you froze. but antonio, he saw red. he grabbed the guy, pinned him up against the wall, and it took voight and halstead to get him off. you didn’t see anything; you were crouched in a corner, trying to keep your cool. erin pulled you out, and she turned off the mic so you wouldn’t hear what was going on. she brought you to the locker room, not wanting you to see anything. 

“where’s antonio?” you softly whispered.

“he’s coming, y/n. promise. you want me to stay?”

you nodded, wiping the tears away. erin sat down next to you and you leaned into her. you needed antonio here; you needed to feel his arms around you like he used to. the two of you sat there in silence for about five minutes before antonio came in. when you looked up and saw him, you ran into his arms and pulled him to you tight.

“hey, hey,” he murmured, “it’s alright.”

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i should have-“

“no,” he said, cutting you off and pulling away. “i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have lost it in there the way i did, and-“

“antonio, please.”

erin quietly slipped away, leaving you and antonio alone. you motioned for him to sit, and he said,

“you okay? your nose…”

“it’s just a bloody nose. i’ll be fine. i-antonio, i haven’t been honest with you,” you said before telling him everything. 

antonio listened intently, keeping his hand on yours. you felt safe, and you told him everything. there wasn’t anything you could, or should hide from him now. when you finished, you leaned your head onto his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around you.

“i’m so sorry, y/n.”

“and i know that you probably asked jay. i know. i’m sorry that i didn’t tell you. i just…i didn’t know what to do.”

“it’s okay, you-you never have to tell me anything you don’t want to. but i’m here for you, and i still care about you.”

“i do too. thank you for protecting me today. it..it meant a lot.”

“of course, y/n, anytime. you know that.”

“i also, uh, wanted to do something.”

“what?”

“this,” you said as you tugged him to your lips by his collar. “as a thank you.”

it was like you had never broken up with him. he held you, tighter than ever before as he kissed you. you melted into him before fulling away and pressing your forehead against his, softly murmuring

“i like when you protect me. it’s..it’s kinda hot.”

“oh, really?”

“yeah…and i’m sorry for our breakup.”

“what breakup?” antonio said, making the two of you chuckle softly as you kissed him again.

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