#raymond leon x y/n

[your-nanas-house]

Late again

◇ Pairing: Raymond Leon X best friend!Reader

◇ Warnings: anger, rough smut, creampie, arguments, Raymond, friends to lovers, mean Ray.

◇ Summary: Raymond has enough of Y/n's bullshit.

◇ Note: This is my Christmas gift for you @mrkdvidal1989. Merry Christmas Eve and Merry Christmas! 🫶🏻 I tried my best.

Raymond's piercing baby blue eyes remained fixed on his rich watch, the fabric of his leather pants squeaking as he let his leg bounce up and down in impatience. She was late…again. And he was almost completely sure of the reason for her waste of time. The particular reason that kept her busy and away from him for weeks now, away from her own best friend.

As the mixed emotions started to kick in, all swirling around like crazy…anger, sadness, jealousy and disappointment… a loud knock made its way in the uncomfortable silence of the room. Causing him to snap his eyes up to glare towards the door, his right hand covering back his watch with the sleeve of his leather jacket.

“Come in” his low voice brumming in his office, his gaze sharpening as soon as he recognized Y/n— not dressed in her timekeeper uniform but with on a short sleeveless wine red dress, tight on her torso…with a lovely heart shaped cleavage which showed off her breasts in a delicious way, and the lower half which was opening up like a flower, stopping mid-thighs… to not show too much but enough.

“You're late” Raymond quickly said, his eyes roaming around her body, taking in everything she was gifting him without even noticing. 

Her eyes rolled at his statement, not wanting to comment and explain to her best friend why she was a couple of minutes late, especially because he was acting in a weird way lately…demanding to know things and to receive explanations like if she was her dad. It was starting to annoy her.

“Oh shut up, Ray—” Y/n murmured under her breath, taking off her red heels, her eyes focusing on the task and her sore feet to notice the clear anger that washed over Raymond's face.

His body was shaking softly as his eyes squinted slightly, his jaw clenched harshly and his dilated nostrils. He wasn't mad, he was furious after keeping up with all the bullshit Y/n kept making him deal with. 

The pure crude jealousy that kept rushing in his body and that made him struggle to get his work right for nearly three weeks now, was now rushing back in his body… blinding him from rational thoughts. 

“You've been acting like a dick since I started to go out with Davin” the young woman commented casually in a pissed tone, her smaller hands still working on the muscles of her right foot when big rough hands grabbed her hips to press her harshly against the wall she was leaned on.

A squeal leaving her lipstick covered lips, before it turned into a soft groan of pain and anger “What the fuck are you doing?!” She nearly yelled at her best friend, gasping when Raymond covered her mouth quickly with his hand, his fingers digging in the flesh of her cheeks.

“Shut your fucking mouth” he growled, body pressed against her back, his hips holding her lowerback flat against the cold surface of the wall of his office “You've been acting like a shameless slut for weeks now and I had enough of your bullshit, you heard me?” He spat angrily in her ear as his free hand grabbed a hold of her neck so that he could easily move her around without her trying to fight him.

Muffled cries and insults filled the room, his harsh movements just increasing them before the collision of her body with the wooden desk echoed in the room, a single tear falling down her cheek as Y/n started to wiggle and fight him.

“Let me go, you bastard!” She hissed, attempting to bite him as he took a hold of her wrist, pressing them first above her head and then behind her back as soon as her attempt failed.

A sharp slap across her face stopped the fight she was pulling up, allowing him to manhandle her smaller body so that her front was now pressed down. 

“Raymond! Raymond, don't you fucking dare” she warned the man with anger and fead in her tone, her legs clenching softly together as his calloused hand brushed slowly against her bare neck after moving away from the way her hair— tracing an imaginary path that kept getting lower…with the zip of her dress, exposing in a sneaky teasing way more of her skin. 

Her shoulder blades twitching at the touch, her body shaking softly due to the anticipation and the painful wait of Raymond's next actions. “Look at you…” he started in a murmur, his hand now diving between her legs to press two fingers against the wet cloth that were her panties “a fucking slut… didn't do anything and you're already so fucking wet for me….because it's for me, right, sweetheart? Not for Davin or any other man” he hissed, pressing harder against her clothed entrance now, spreading her fluids in a teasing pace. Biting his bottom lip when she cried out, her head nodding as she revealed and confirmed what she asked her.

“Y-Yes, just for you, Ray” her voice cracked pathetically, making him coo mockingly at her, a smug grin covering his handsome face “Of course, darling” he whispered against the shell of her ear before leaving a wet kiss on her flushed cheek.

His hand moved away, causing a whimper from Y/n which made him chuckle… she was wiggling again, pressing her ass against his growing boner creating a lovely fiction.

“Raymond!” She whispered with a warning tone, she was getting wetter as the time passed, the arousal could be felt all over her body but— he was her best friend. 

She couldn't just let him do what he wanted and play around with her feelings she thought.

Letting happen exactly the opposite, allowing Raymond's hand to raise her dress and expose her round ass, nearly covered by the fabric of her lacy thong. “Fucking slut” he murmured angrily, spanking her harshly before staring at the red sign of his hand which was forming slowly.

His baby blue eyes didn't look away as he unbuckled his belt, working quickly on his leather pants to finally free his cock. Y/n glanced behind, taking a peak of his long thick cock, rock hard with pulsing veins… just waiting to be inside of her tight wet cunt.

A rough thrust and he was completely buried inside of her, his hand quickly covering her mouth so that they wouldn’t catch anyone’s attention and a low grunt left his own body at the amazing sensation of those warm walls squeezing his cock. It felt like heaven and he wasn’t going to back off now, he needed more…it was nearly intoxicating that whole situation.

So he started to move, not waiting for her to adjust to his size, just thrusting with the goal of seeking his own pleasure and punishing her.

Muffled moans and loud sighs could be heard all over the room, the heavenly noises of his skin slapping against hers at every rough thrusts were driving him nuts. His heavy balls hit her clit every time he made a stronger thrust, ending up in no time deep balls inside of her cunt. Drilling inside of her without stopping, his chest now pressed against her bare back so that he could hit her cervix better, causing her pain but extreme pleasure.

“You’re fucking mine” Raymond hissed in her ear, his lips brushing against her warm skin slowly down to the base of her neck, his teeth grazing it teasingly till he bite down, nearly drawing blood as soon as his orgasm hit his whole body like a train. His load being shoot deeply inside of her with a muffled groan, his body kept shaking softly as she screamed silently, rolling her eyes back at the feeling of his slow thrusts and the seed that was still flowing inside of her. 

“Fucking mine” the timekeeper murmured against her shoulder blades, leaving a wet kiss there before slowly moving out of her.. staring at his cum dripping out of her cunt, down onto her thighs and then desk. 

“I-I love you too” Y/n whispered breathlessly, allowing herself to close her eyes for a moment, yelping softly when Raymond slapped her ass as a reply.

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[pinguwrites]

Kinktober 2023 | Day Three — Raymond Leon + car sex

Pairing -> sub!raymond leon x reader

Warnings -> smut (minors dni), maybe kinda sorta dub-con just to be careful (but not anything big, it can be looked over), road head (don't do this irl be smart),

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Disclaimer: In Time characters, plots, quotes, etc. do not belong to me and belong to the rightful owner(s). This is only fanfiction and this is just for fun.

Sometimes Raymond was a little boring. Not in any insulting way, only that he tended to be more stern and strict, and he always had to have things in control. It was probably something about being a timekeeper. That’s how they all were, at least the one’s you’ve met. But with Ray it was a little different, more . . . old. You didn’t know how to describe it. He wasn’t out of touch with anything, but he just had that sense of dullness in his personality that he carried around with him like a raincloud.

It wasn’t physical or anything — sex was great, and the stunts he did when he was out policing the timezones proved he was in great shape. He was twenty-five, after all, everyone nowadays was. But he was fifty or something mentally (what age exactly, you didn’t know, and didn’t dare ask). 

You loved him, so it wasn’t a major problem, but you did have to admit, sometimes you wished he would so something unprovoked, unpredictable, hot.

Deciding to take matters into your own hands (literally), your reached over and placed your hand on his thigh. Raymond noticed, but focused his attention on driving, not making any move to push you away. It wasn’t until you crept closer to his crotch did he say something about your behavior. 

“What are you doing?” he asked sternly. He glared at you, something you learned not to take personally. 

“Nothing.” You shrugged innocently. “Just tryna have some fun.”

Your fingers brushed over his crotch.

Keeping one hand on the steering wheel he took off the other and grabbed your wrist.

“Stop that,” he growled. “Can’t you see I’m driving?”

“Yeah. That’s why it’s fun.”

You gave Ray’s cock a little squeeze through the fabric and he let out a little gasp, one you wouldn't be able to hear unless you were listening for it.

To your surprise, he didn’t say anything after that. He just stared dead ahead at the road, not giving you any indication he wanted you to stop.

So you didn’t. You continued to tease him thrugh the fabric, waiting for him to get hard, and when he finally did, you unzipped the zipper and pulled his hard length out.

You caught your boyfriend glancing at the side of the roads, looking out for other cars. But it was night and no one was there, like they could see anything in the darkness even if they were. 

“Relax. No one’s gonna see us,” you reassured him.

“I know that,” Ray breathed out as you rubbed his precum all over the tip of his cock. He shuffled a little in his seat. “Are you really going to do this? Now?”

“Do you want me to stop?” you asked, halting your hand movements.

“. . . No.”

“Say the magic word,” you teased with a grin.

He sighed, not wanting to prolonge the foreplay. “Please?”

“Please what?”

“Touch me,” he said, exasperated. 

“Good boy,” you said, giving him a long stroke.

He threw his head back, in annoyance or pleasure, you could not tell. He always denied it, but you knew he liked it when you called him your ‘good boy’.

“Go slow,” he pleaded, when you picked up the pace.

You chuckled. “Loosen up, Ray.”

You and Ray tightened your grips, yours on his cock, pumping with precision, and his on the steering wheel, desperately tyring to stay in control. 

You took your hand off for a brief moment, prompting Ray to glance over at you, only for his breathing to hitch in his throat when he saw you lean over spit on his cock, resuming your pumping.

“Fuck,” he moaned. “Yeah, that’s good.”

You fondled his balls, giving them a little pinch. He squirmed in his seat.

“Don’t move,” you demanded, taking off your seatbelt to fit his entire length in your mouth. 

The car swerved a little, but it immediately got back on track.

You gagged, but kept yourself down for a bit, before getting up for some air.

Ray groaned loudly. “Oh, don’t do that, I can’t focus.”

You both knew that he could easily push you away. He was stronger than you, but his desire was getting in the way of reason, and all he wanted to do was relax in the car seat, you here to give him a blow job like there wasn’t anything else the mattered.

You ignored his words, continuing to suck of his cock, hollowing your cheeks out and timing your breaths so you didn’t choke as much. You bobbed your head up and down, revelling in the way he wriggled away from you. 

Ray had enough, and pulled the car over to the side of the road, parking it on some grass. He stopped the engine and spread his legs, relaxing his arm on your back.

He came soon after with a whine. You swallowed his seed, making a disgusting gulping sound. 

You took the paper wipes from the backseat and wiped his cum off your face, leaving his now soft cock out of his pants. He tried to put it back in but you stopped him, wanting a nice view of his length. You put on your seatbelt and playfully slapped his thigh.

“Well? I wanna get home. Start driving.”

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[madlittlecriminal]

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[cillianhead]

Give us thigh riding with Cill or Tommy, please 🙏🏻😮‍💨

Thank you nonny for this wonderful request <3

Lazy Sundays || Cillian Murphy x Reader

warnings: Smut, thigh riding, cursing, sort of exhibitionism (Cillian is on the phone while... reader rides his thigh), choking, Cillian being a little rough with reader, degradation, general adult content!!

18+ Minors DNI

The sun had barely risen when you woke up, and Cillian was nowhere to be found, which was unlike him so early in the morning. You frowned as you sat up, rubbing your sleepy eyes, and softly slipped out of bed to find your husband.

You found him at the bottom of the stairs, grumbling on the phone with someone. You assumed it was something work-related. You quietly padded down the stairs and sat down next to him with a gentle smile, still incredibly sleepy and wanting to go back to bed.

"Hey baby," He mouthed to you silently before grumbling something back to whoever was on the phone was. He wrapped an arm around him, pulling you into his side. You curled around his arm and nuzzled your face into his soft sleeve. "Thanks, Gary... bye, mate." Cillian muttered before hanging up the phone.

"Cillian..." You whispered with a pout. "Let's go back to bed... you promised a lazy Sunday today... and it's too early..." You winged.

"Sleepy girl," He chuckled breathily, leaning in and pecking you on the lips. You hummed happily at the little sliver of love he gave you. "Come on, darling... let's go back to bed." He extended a hand out to you as he stood up and you took it gratefully as you yawned dramatically.

Cillian gave you a gentle smack on your ass as you crawled into bed. "Why'd you do that?!" You whined.

"'Cause I can," He snickered, pulling the both of you under the covers and pulling you close to him, conveniently placing his thigh right in between your legs. "You're so beautiful." His voice was low and gravelly; he was still quite groggy from how early it was in the morning, and the low vibrations made you feel so fucking dizzy.

"Cillian..." You whispered as he slipped off his long sleeve shirt and ushered you to take yours off too.

"Morning sex?" Cillian asked as if you would say no. "Please, baby? Fuckin' had the nicest dream about you last night."

"Oh, yeah?" You grinned, the both of you fully topless and Cillian's thumbs rolling easy circles on your exposed nipples. "What happened in it-"

RING! RING!

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me," Cillian groaned, reluctantly pulling away from you slightly to reach over to his phone that lie on the bedside table. "It's from the same bloke... he's tryin' to arrange a time for an interview." You whined as he started to get out of bed.

"No... stay..." You clung onto him, digging your fingernails into his biceps. "I'll be good... I promise..." You gave him those eyes you knew he couldn't deny.

"Alright, just be quiet..." He said cautiously, laying back down as he brought the phone to his ear. "Hey, Gary... what's up? Somethin' wrong?"

As you zoned out of the conversation, scooting yourself slightly closer to Cillian, trying your best to seem as casual as possible. Cillian hummed as he discussed a time and place and chatted on the phone, not paying mind to the fact your thinly-clothed cunt was beginning to slowly grind itself on his thigh. Biting your lip, keeping in your whines as you looked up at Cillian, feeling incredibly flustered by how nice his thigh felt against your clit. You noticed the stubble that accumulated along his picture-perfect jaw and rolled your eyes into the back of your head as you found the perfect rhythm. He was so perfect; every part of him fit perfectly with you... or inside of you. No one else's thigh could get you off the way his do.

It took Cillian a few moments to realize what was happening, and by then, it was too late to stop you. He raised an eyebrow disapprovingly. You knew he couldn't say anything, which made you smirk. He could just push you off of him, and you'd stop, yet here you were, shuddering with pleasure as he flexed his thigh precisely to enhance the pleasure you were feeling. He kept talking nonchalantly, acting as if his hot wife wasn't fucking herself on his leg, acting as if he didn't have a raging boner that was begging to be touched. The man on the other end of the phone had not even the slightest clue that there was anyone else even in the room with Cillian.

"Sounds good," Cillian hummed. "Alright, yeah... see you then." And when he tossed his phone to the side (not before turning it completely off), he looked at you with a fire blazing in his eyes. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" "I... don't know... what... you're talking about..." You said through tiny gasps.

"Yeah?" He quipped as he jolted his thigh right up into your pussy, causing you to let out a loud mewl. "Why the fuck is there a wet patch on me leg then? Hmmm?"

"Don't know... Cillian..."

He shook his head in disbelief before curling his fingers around your throat and pushing you down into the sheets until he was hovering above you, his hand still choking you firmly. "Such a spoilt whore," Cillian growled as he slipped your soaking panties down until you were entirely bare before him. "You couldn't even wait five minutes for me to get off the bloody phone."

"J-Just... I'm so horny..." You whined, voice high pitched, and your body writhed for any sort of touch as he held your thighs open. Your glistening hole was on display for him. It felt shameful and humiliating the way he was looking at you. Despite the fact he had seen you in every angle there was to be seen and had seen your vagina countless times, it still felt painfully vulnerable when he had you spread out like this. "Please..."

"I know," He soothed, running a finger down the smooth skin of your inner thighs. "You just can't help it..." He cooed, and you smiled at how sweet he was being. "Y'just so dumb and pathetic, aren't you? Can't think about anything except gettin' fucked when I'm around... know you can't help it, yer just a girl..." He whispered into your ear, and you were revelling in his words and gentleness until he placed a harsh and hard smack right on your poor clit.

"Fuck!" You cried, arching your back. "Why'd you do that?!"

"Don't pretend to be innocent, Y/N," Cillian muttered as he switched the position so you were straddled on top of his thigh. "Go on, ride my thigh." He demanded.

"But..." You slid your hands up his other thigh to where his cock fought with his trousers to be free. "I want you... inside of me..." "Too bad, eh?" Cillian smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yer not getting any help either, gonna have to do it all yourself... like a big girl." Cillian leaned back, a smug grin on his hauntingly beautiful face.

So slowly, feeling awfully embarrassed, you pressed your naked sex against his hairy thigh and began rocking yourself in slow motions. You closed your eyes, holding onto Cillian's waist for balance as you picked up the pace, moaning desperately for release.

"Look at the mess you're making," Cillian scolded with a 'tsk tsk', eyes fixed on the way you rubbed yourself on his thigh. "Gushin' all over me leg, you look so cute."

"Let me cum on your thigh..." You whined quietly, head hung low with shame as you felt your impending high coming closer and closer. "Please." "You're gonna cum already?" Cillian laughed condescendingly. "Go on then, give me a show."

You nodded and mumbled a sweet little 'thank you' before grounding your pussy even harder and faster into his sticky thigh until you found yourself trembling on top of him. His hands now reached out to you, guiding your hips along for you while you let yourself be swallowed whole by your orgasm. He knew you were too limp to do it yourself and even once you were done he kept rocking you back and forth with his hands, moving you like a puppet until you were begging for him to stop.

"Please... Cillian..." You cried, trying to raise your hips up to stop the torturous friction. "Please... it's too much." "Nuh-uh... want one more from ya... then I'll consider giving you my cock."

You squeezed your thighs tightly around his, clit aching from the sore friction and how overstimulating it was. Cillian was mesmerized by the way you looked, too busy watching the way his thigh grew wetter and wetter and the way your hips looked in his hands. It was the most beautiful sight to be seen... and with the added sound of your sweet moans of his name... he felt like he could cream his pants without even laying a hand on his cock.

"That's it, angel girl," He praised, bucking his thigh up into you harshly. "You look so pretty, so perfect, getting me all wet."

"Gonna cum... again..." You choked out, eyelids squeezed shut as you began convulsing.

"There we go, give it to me," He cooed, voice low and intoxicating. "Fuckin' hell," He could feel your cum leak out onto his thigh, it was almost a bit ridiculous how wet you got from him and how much of a mess you made. "Good girl... good girl... that's right."

You collapsed on top of him once he finally set you free. You panted, crawling up so your head was by his, and you kissed him gently. "Thank you... thank you... Cillian..." You whispered, all dazed and sleepy since it was still early in the morning.

"Not done with you yet," Cillian whispered, running his lips along your sensitive neck. "I think you've been good enough for a treat."

Your ears perked up at that and suddenly your eyes were no longer drooping. You sat up like an excited dog and looked at him with your head tilted. "What is it?"

"Gonna let you suck me cock," He grunted, slipping the band of his Calvin Klein briefs down until his hard cock laid flat on his stomach, oozing precum from his pinkish head. Your lips parted as you drooled at the sight and wrapped your fingers around his thick shaft. You were practically making heart eyes at it. "Don't act all shy on me now, love... go on... I know you know how to suck me off... now go on and do it, and I'll cum down your pretty throat."

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i listened to cry by cigarettes after sex on repeat while listening to this. i hope you enjoyed! it's short but i like it :-)

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[eliohsv]

KINKTOBER IS HERE WHERE ARE THE SLUTTIEST MOST FILTHY CILLIAN MURPHY FICS I'M READY

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[darthannie]

day five: hate fuck with raymond leon

pairing: Raymond Leon x reader word count: 819 warnings: 18+ PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, rough sex, spanking, reader also wears a trench coat lmao, mention of age difference a/n: Raymond Leon hate me, please.

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Raymond disliked the fact that you were his superior. He had been a timekeeper for much longer than you have, and he found it ridiculous that someone younger was his superior officer. 

You called him into your office to discuss a new case that was being assigned to him. It always irked him to be around you. He always had a bored look on his face, but you assumed he was like that with everyone. That was until he came bursting at the seams during the meeting over a disagreement. It quickly turned personal. 

He got up in your face. “You are not fit to be my boss. I don’t think trash like you should have EVER been allowed to become a timekeeper.”

You slapped him across the face. “How dare you talk to me like that?”

He clenched his jaw, “Easily.”

“That’s enough, Raymond.” You adjusted the cuff of your coat. “You know, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you had a little crush on me. That’s why you’re being such an asshole. Can’t handle the fact you like your boss.”

That was worse than the slap in the face. Raymond resented the fact he found you attractive. It was something he couldn’t have. He stayed silent, careful not to out himself. It had the opposite effect. 

“I take your silence to mean. I’m right? I mean, really, I’m flattered.”

“Enough,” he took a moment to think and scanned your face, “I think we can come up with an arrangement.”

You raised an eyebrow, curious to hear what he had to say. 

“We get together once, get rid of any pent-up feelings, and never speak about it again.”

You thought it over. “Okay. Deal.” You reached your hand out for him to shake. He grabbed it and pulled your arm, dragging you forward. Your lips crashed into his, and you pulled away. 

“Not now.”

“Yes, now.” He kissed you again. You didn’t think Raymond would be the needy type but right now he kissed you like he had been wanting to for years. That softness didn’t last long because he was bending you over your desk soon after. 

He draped your coat over one side of your body and yanked down your pants, then he ripped your underwear off you. He pocketed the ripped fabric.

“Hey, you do not get to keep that.”

He spat venom, “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

He shoved his cock inside of you, not caring if you were wet enough. You gave him a side eye as you adjusted to his size, “Actually, I do. That’s exactly my job. You follow my orders.”

He fucked you harder, grabbing your neck and pulling you against him. A slap echoed in the office. He spanked you so hard that you turned red on his first try. He was angry. Angry at the fact you were still so cocky while you were speared on his cock. Angry that you finally got to him. 

You moaned as he hit the right spot over and over again. 

“You fuck like you’re trying to get me to submit to you.”

He was breathing hard, “I am trying.” He let go of your neck and you fell back down on the desk. 

“Try harder.” You grabbed onto the edge of the desk and he reached under your shirt, grabbed your breast, and fondled it. He pinched your nipple, and your back arched. His other hand was on your hip, anchoring himself at the place where your body hinged. 

You moaned his name as he lifted your leg, placing your knee on the desk. The new position allowed him to go deeper. You shrieked. Your panting and moaning was the fuel he needed to cum. He pulled out of you and brought you down on your knees.

“Open.” He slapped you lazily; he just wanted you to obey. You went a step further and put him in your mouth, sucking and licking around the tip. He moaned as he spilled into your mouth. He pulled out and a drop of cum fell from the side of your mouth. He wiped it with his thumb and shoved the digit in your mouth. 

You stood up as he put himself back in his pants. You pulled up your pants and returned to your desk chair. You sat down and watched him as he fixed his coat and ran a hand through his hair. 

He turned to leave but turned back around to try and have the final word, “Never again.”

When he reached the door you spoke up. “I wouldn’t be too sure about that. I didn’t finish.”

His jaw clenched and he swallowed the lump in his throat. Filled with indignation, he walked out not bothering to look back at you. The last thing he wanted to do was see the smug look on your face. 

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[melusinealarice]

Never in my 18 years of living have i been so exited for kinktober i am going to DEVOUR all these cillian murphy fics

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[hotchsofficialwifey]

hey guys! can my cillian lovers request some fanfic ideas for me? fluff, angst, smut, idc, I wanna write but writers block is killing me 😓 please send all your requests!!

(btw I’m new to fanfiction so it might not be great, sorry in advance I’m trying)

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[ya-secret-diary]

Characters I'm willing to play:

Cillian Murphy's world

Cillian Murphy (any era)

Jackson Rippner

Jonathan Crane

Emmett

Thomas Shelby

Raymond Leon

Darren (Pig)

Robert Fischer

Neil Lewis

Patricia 'Kitten' Braden

Shivering Soldier

Davin McDerby

William Killick

Jonathan Breech

Mike Kiernan

Agent Buchanan

Emma Skillpa

John Skillpa

Damien

J. Robert Oppenheimer

Lenny Miller

#cillian murphy #cillian x reader #cillian x y/n #cillian murphy smut #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy x y/n #cillian murphy x oc #roleplay #neil lewis x you #raymond leon x you #thomas shelby x you #jackson rippner x you #etc.

[floralcyanide]

if anyone can figure out what song inspired the title for triple trouble you get a drabble for Cillian/ any character of his that I’ve already written for (plus Robert Capa and Raymond Leon) and it can be angst, fluff, or smut <3

#cillian murphy #cillian x reader #cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy x y/n #jonathan crane #jonathan crane x reader #neil lewis #neil lewis x reader #robert capa #robert capa x reader #raymond leon #raymond leon x reader #jackson rippner #jackson rippner x reader #red eye #j robert oppenheimer #oppenheimer x reader #oppenheimer #sunshine 2007 #in time 2011 #watching the detectives #floralcyanide speaks #batman begins

[paper-bag-boy]

fortis and raymond (in time) blurbs

warnings: gangsters, mentions of violence, suggestive (i guess)

imagine being will's younger sibling who hasn't reached 25 yet and fortis decides to take them as collateral for rescuing henry hamilton from the bar. even if will doesn't come back for you, fortis can just wait for you to reach 25 and steal your time. and in the meantime he has a pretty young thing to keep his bed warm.

or you're a regular person who was isekai'ed into the the universe and the timekeepers are baffled by you not having a clock. raymond gets charged to take you to new greenwich for the doctors and scientists to experiment on you to see if they can stop the clock for everyone. somehow word gets out of your existence and you get placed in protective custody with raymond as your bodyguard and he has to supervise your every move so you dont get killed. cue the "there's only one bed" trope

again with the isekai concept. what if it's fortis you bump into and he realises he can make sell you to the big shots in Greenwich to turn back the clock. you get sentenced to death cause the they feel threatened by your existence and fortis decides he'll keep you for the time being

this is such a niche blurb but I've been brainrotting over this movie since secondary school and i hate how i can never find fics/recs for this character alex pettyfer played. it's been like 6 years since i last wrote fanfic so forgive me for being rusty

#in time 2011 #movie: in time #alex pettyfer #justin timberlake #will salas #cillian murphy #cillian x reader #cillian fic #cillian x y/n #raymond leon

[ssweetleaf]

graphic nature.

summary: you’re a sex worker, and ray finds you selling your body for time, something he’s told you he doesn’t want you doing again.

raymond leon x fem!reader

includes: SMUT 18+, shit ending be warned, handcuffs, slapping, ray’s in love but he just can’t show it :((

a/n: so this is kinda weird, i don’t know where this came from, i didn’t have the energy to really finish it, so if it seems rushed, that’s because it is lol, maybe I’ll write a part 2 if i feel like it.

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With not a lot of time on your hands, there was a big reason why you did what you did. And however frowned upon your job description was, it kept you alive, kept you fed— kept you with a healthy wad of time on your wrist.

Roaming in the wealthy streets of New Greenwich offered you countless men to spend the night with, prostituting yourself in exchange for a hefty fee, a couple weeks, hell, maybe months worth of time clocked onto your watch once you were done.

So, like any other night, you waited, clad in a pretty dress and pantyhose, garters showing, all lacey and cute— in no time a patron drove up beside you, window down and sleeves rolled up, making sure the ticking of his years were on show.

You were about to bend down, lean against the door of his car, give him a few of your usual lines, a teasing smile playing on your lips while he offered to take you back to a hotel suite.

But not today, it seemed.

“Can’t begin to count how many times I’ve found you doin’ this, y/n,” the familiar voice sighed mockingly, and you turned to find him, Ray, the most well-known time keeper of the area, and your most loyal customer. “Just can’t seem to get it in that dumb brain of yours that what you’re doing is illegal.”

You turned back to the man in front of you, only to soon have him realise who had caught you, speeding off down the highway in his stupidly flash car, leaving the timekeeper to chuckle from behind you, the leather of his coat squeaking when he decided to cross his arms.

“What’re you gonna do, Ray?” You rolled your eyes, stepping closer towards him as if trying to intimate him in some way, though your attempts were futile. “You gonna arrest me?”

He smirked, cockily running his tongue along his teeth, smacking his lips before giving you a pout, one to mock you, to make you feel small.

“Y’know, sweetheart, maybe I will.” He hummed, slowly moving in closer, faces merely centimetres apart, mouth so mind-numbingly close to yours, your eyes staring dumbly at his pretty lips, all plump and glistening from running his tongue along—

With a sudden harshness, he spun you around, bending you over and pressing you firmly against the hood of his car. Your cheek smooshed against it while he took both of your wrists and pinned them behind your back, the jingle of handcuffs rang through your ears when he opened them up, slipping them over your wrists before tightening them with a sharp click on each side.

The metal dug into the flesh of your wrists, biting raw rings around them when you tugged and squirmed.

“You-” you started, struggling from under his gaze, one of his palms pressed to the space between your shoulders, keeping you in place. “You can’t do this, Raymond!”

Ray chuckled, pressing closer towards you, leaning his face against your cheek when he hovered over your back.

“I’m a timekeeper, honey,” he cooed mockingly, tip of his tongue grazing the shell of your ear and it caused a shiver to run along the length of your spine. “I can do whatever the fuck I want.”

You whined, huffing out a breath, tugging and tugging at your restraints as if somehow they’d just slip from your wrists with no problem.

“Besides, I thought I told you,” he ran his tongue along his lips, smacking his spit, breath fanning along your neck. “Only I get to touch you, you’re my whore and you work for me, you understand?”

You stayed silent.

He huffed out a breath, disappointed in your lack of participation, spinning you around so your back was against the hood instead, bringing his big palm up to your cheek in a sharp, searing smack, heavy and painful enough to jolt your head to one side.

You whimpered at the sting, feeling your cheek bloom with the welt, the warmth of his handprint still heavy on your skin.

“Let me say this nice and slow for you, sweetheart— I know you’re just too stupid to understand,” he clutched at your throat, fingers closing against the sides of your throat, squeezing almost mind-numbingly. “I said. Do. You. Understand?”

He punctuated his speech with little squeezes to your throat, your breathing laboured from the constriction, wanting so desperately to claw at his wrists, but those stupid handcuffs got in the way.

“Yes,” you choked out, nodding as best as you could, lashes fluttering from the lack of oxygen. “I-I understand, Ray.”

“Good girl,” he pouted, cooing at you mockingly and shaking your head from side to side. “wasn’t so hard was it, dumb girl?”

From the position you were in, you could get a good look at him. You had missed him- missed this, you hadn’t seen him for a while, his mind occupied on chasing down a certain Will Salas, of course he had made you promise to stay loyal, to not seek any men to take you home, to accept any form of touch that wasn’t his, but how were you supposed to agree? Your time was ticking, you couldn’t afford to mope around and wait for him, you had to work, to seek wealthy men and drain them of their time in exchange for sex.

“Missed you,” you spoke, barely above a whisper, eyes flitting over his form watching his jaw clench and nostrils flare. He couldn’t meet your stare.

“M’takin’ you home,” he muttered, pushing you by the shoulders and swinging the passenger door open.

“Will you at least take these cuffs off?” You pouted, turning your head to bat your lashes at him from over your shoulder. His lip quirked up in a smirk, sponging an oddly chaste kiss to your cheek before pressing his mouth against the shell of your ear. Your breath hitched.

“Not a chance.”

-

Raymond drove you to his apartment, it wasn’t the first time you had seen the place, in fact you had become quite familiar with it— little glimpses of Ray’s life littered the space, his taste somewhat minimalistic, but oddly homely.

He pressed you against his front door once it clicked closed, hands still awkwardly positioned and you struggled in a feeble attempt to break free from your restraint.

Ray’s mouth was on yours in an instant, mostly tongue and teeth, spit trickling down your chin at the rough attack of it all. He cradled your jaw in his hands, suckling your tongue between his lips, groaning at the breathy sighs you emitted.

“All mine,” he murmured against your mouth, pulling away to give your cheek a slap, a silver string of spit still connecting your mouths together. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

Your tongue swiped over your swollen lips, eyes hooded, completely submerged in the will to submit.

“M’yours,” you whimpered. He slapped you once more and your cheek bloomed with heat.

“Again, say it again.”

“M’yours, Ray—” you leaned forward to nudge your nose against his. “all yours.”

He sighed, the sound akin to a whimper when you uttered his name, his lashes fluttered and he pressed his pelvis firmly against your belly.

He was hard. So fucking hard, and your mouth watered, longing for it to be in your mouth, the taste of his pre-cum on your tongue, just lapping and suckling for as long as you could handle.

“Feel what you do to me, baby,” he groaned, grinding against you, fingers tangling in your hair and his lips on your jaw. “S’all your fault.”

You bit at your lip to suppress a needy moan when he shrugged his leather coat from his shoulders, hands back on you again in an instant.

“Thought I told you to wait for me, sweetheart,” he spoke, brows furrowing and you itched to smooth the crease out with the pad of your thumb. “thought I told you to stop whorin’ around.”

Ray’s hand slipped to your throat, fingers and thumb pressing against the sides of your neck, leaving your head all swirly and light.

You frowned, choking out your words between breaths.

“I don’t have the time to wait for you.”

He was selfish, too much of a coward to take care of you and settle down with you instead of fucking promises out of your mouth, having you say you’re his when he wasn’t even yours.

It frustrated you.

“Oh, it’s time you want?” He chuckled dryly, “gee, honey, thought I wasn’t just one of your customers.”

He lifted his sleeve, the seconds on his arm ticking downward— tickticktick, until he reached behind you and pressed his wrist against your own.

The seconds, minutes, hours all went down in a blur, transferring to your time, adding on a hefty amount.

You gasped, trying to push him away as his life span quickly became merely hours.

“Raymond-” you struggled in his grip. “Raymond, stop it!”

He pulled away, his clock down to an hour, that was all. Fifty-nine minutes and fifty-seven seconds, fifty-six, fifty-five…

“See,” he breathed, pushing your hair to tuck behind your ear, “now you have all the time in the world.”

#raymond leon x reader #raymond leon smut #raymond Leon blurb #Raymond Leon imagine #cillian murphy blurb #cillian murphy smut #cillian murphy imagine #cillian murphy x reader

[pinguwrites]

Kinktober 2023 | Day Eighteen — Raymond Leon + forced proximity, outer sex

Pairing -> raymond leon x criminal!reader

Warnings -> outercourse sex, hatefuck ig, use of whore, degredation, groping, stuck in a closet

KINKTOBER 2023 MLIST

Disclaimer: In Time characters, plots, quotes, etc. do not belong to me and belong to the rightful owner(s). This is only fanfiction and this is just for fun.

“Fuck!” Raymond cursed, running a hand through his dark hair. “Fuck, what the fuck did you do?”

“Don’t look at me like that,” you said, feeling defensive. “It wasn’t my fault, the door locked on its own.”

“The door locked on its own,” Raymond repeated, an incredulous look on his face. “Sure.”

You turned to face him, but because of the close proximity you were both only inches apart, lips almost touching. “It’s not like I want to be stuck here with you.”

“Really?” Raymond said, his tone low. “ I see the way you look at me—eyes narrowed in lust. Your a minx, you want to fuck me.”

His words shocked you, but you enjoyed them nonetheless. It was true, you found him attractive, and thought about putting him in his place many times, but really, you didn’t lock the door.

“Maybe I do,” you responded. You placed your hand on his chest, making his breathing hitch. “Timekeeper Leon, squirming underneath me. I’d like that. I’d like that very much.”

You now saw this moment as the opportunity that it was. It was a small closet, lights dimmed, with no one else to bother you both. Every time he pinned you down to the ground or you held a gun to his head there was always someone else there to ruin the moment.

But now . . . now you were both alone. You could do whatever you wanted to him.

“You’re a criminal.” Raymond tried to back away but he only made it about a foot before he hit a wall. “I don’t fuck criminals.”

“But you’ve thought about it.” You walked closer to him. “I know you have. Probably felt bad about it, too. Poor Ray, trying to keep the balance but his cock is too hard to think—”

Raymond grabbed your chin, his grip tight and unrelenting. But instead of slapping you, or slipping on some cuffs, he pressed a rough kiss to your lips and locked you in his arms.

“Mmph!”

It surprised you, but you enjoyed it. Enjoyed the way his tongue slipped into your mouth, the way his hands were groping your body like a pervert.

You pulled away. “I thought you didn’t fuck criminals.”

Raymond pulled out his cock. “I don’t. But I do fuck whores. You’re a whore, aren't you?”

You lowered your gaze submissively. “Only for you.”

He didn’t respond to that, only started rubbing his cock against your clothed pussy. You were silently thankful that your pants were thin and that you could still feel the way his length brushed up against your clit.

You rested your head on his shoulder, gripping onto his arms when he pushed you away. “Stay still and stand.”

You grinned. “You’re so mean to me.”

“Yeah?” Raymond let out a little groan. “Well, so are you.”

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[cillianhead]

Hey all! I'm sorta new to tumblr... I mean I've been reading fan fiction for like... forever on here but I've really been tempted to start writing stuff myself even if no one sees it.

I used to write stuff on wattpad and was pretty popular there but that was quite a while ago lol. Anyway... sorry this is so awkward.

I mainly write for fem and gender neutral readers :-) but am also willing to write for male readers too!!

Here are some of my interests and people I'd love to write about:

Cillian Murphy (characters: Jonathan Crane, Neil Lewis, Thomas Shelby, Kitten Braden, etc (pretty much any Cillian Murphy character bc we <3 him))

MCU characters (specifically: Bucky Barnes, Loki, Wanda Maximoff, Tony Stark, etc) Any marvel characters!

Pedro Pascal <3 (Any of his characters)

Harry Styles

Any sort of DILFy figures to be honest or any characters! I'm open to requests for anything :-)

I don't know if this selection of things is sorta too random. I really love writing and it would be cool for people to read my stuff! It's cool even if they don't but we'll see... just gotta come up... with some ideas first or something maybe?

Open to requests <3

Okay! Bye... I'll make another post... saying a bit more about myself so then maybe people will feel more comfy reading my stuff? Okay byeeee...

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[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 3

Episode 4: Mouth Candy

*Light maturity warning*

~In the Man Cave~

Ray had come up with another one of his crazy ideas: a Captain Man and Kid Danger podcast. Yep, a whole hour of him and Henry rambling on about the daring deeds they got up to as Swellview's greatest crimefighters. Of course, they were one fighter down, but (y/n) had been in a mood all week, ever since Ray had decided to take a dive out of the car after the Gizmo Show. 

She'd forgiven him mostly, but she was still a little sour over the fact that he'd nearly killed three innocent teenagers and Schwoz, so she'd been withholding giving him what he wanted. And boy, it showed.

"Chest. Chest one, po-po-potato pants. Pretty Polly wore purple potato pants to her party in Pittsburgh. How's that sound, Henry?" He asked the boy as he tested the mic. Everything was set up, the table, the microphones, the recording software, all they had to do was get started, but that was easier said than done when Ray was so wound up.

"Painful, please p-stop."The boy answered, not knowing why his boss had been so tetchy in the last couple of days. He had a feeling it was something to do with (y/n), who was sitting at the couch observing them and every so often, would smirk at Ray as he gave her a pouty face. Okay, maybe he didn't want to know.

"Okay, let's start the podcast." The large man told him and Henry quickly agreed. This was gonna go down so well with their fans.

"In five, four, three, two...Hello! And welcome to...Deep in the Man Cave!" Henry and Ray introduced enthusiastically, making (y/n) giggle at them. Why they wanted to do a podcast was beyond her, but it was entertaining to watch, particularly when Ray's shirt was tight in all the right places. Yes, she was desperate too, but she couldn't help but tease him, it just made the chase more fun. That, and payback's a bitch.

"Yessiree, this is the very first podcast, starring your very own Captain Man and..." Ray looked at Henry expectantly, leaving it up to the boy to say his name.

"Kid D--Hold up, I got a text, sorry." An incoming message on Henry's phone interrupted the boy and he paused the podcast to answer it, which didn't go down very well with his boss since they were recording.

"Dang it!" Ray shouted and ripped his headphones off of his head so he could throw them to the floor. He really didn't want anything going wrong, he felt like he was gonna explode if he didn't get his girl to his bedroom right now.

"Raymond!" She yelled at him as he walked away from the table and glared at Henry. Did she have to say his name like that? It was just making his lower belly burn hotter.

"This isn't live, we can start again." Henry reminded him, not seeing the big deal about mucking up the first go. Honestly, Ray was such a drama queen.

"Okay, uh, why don't we just start World War Two again? Why don't we just call up Leonardo Da Vinci and say "Hey, Leon, can you build the Eiffel Tower again?"," Ray asked his sidekick rhetorically as his girlfriend sat behind him with a confused face. 'Note to self, Ray gets weird and angry when he's horny.' She chuckled mentally.

"Well, because World War Two killed seventy-three million people and because Leonardo didn't build the Eiffel Tower." (y/n) said, giving him an alluringly sweet smile when he turned around to glance at her. God, she was killing him.

"Okay...take two." Henry moved on and Ray grumpily sat back down so they could keep going. He just had to stay calm and ignore the seductress sitting a few metres away on the right. Passing Ray another pair of headphones, Henry pressed record again, but this time, the superhero was noticeably less chipper.

"In five, four, three, two...Hello! And welcome to Deep in the Man Cave! Yessiree, this is the first podcast, starring your very own Captain Man and..." His enthusiasm was back as soon as they were recording again.

"Kid Danger," Henry answered without any interruptions this time and things were going smoothly...so far.

"That's right. So, Henry, couple months ago, you and I got into a scuffle with the stupidest criminal in Swellview, a guy named Jeff. You remember that guy?" Ray started, not seeing how Henry and (y/n) shared a look of annoyance. He hadn't picked up on his mistake and Henry had to end take two right there.

"D--d-dude. No, no, you called me Henry. You called me Henry! You gotta call me Kid Danger." He exclaimed loudly as Ray took off his headphones and then promptly slammed them onto the floor again, shattering the pair beyond repair. Temper, temper.

"Ray, those are like one hundred dollars a pair! Stop destroying them!" (y/n) whined as he moodily stood in front of her. 

"Okay, that one wasn't my fault," Henry told him cautiously, aware of his anger and how they were running out of headphones.

"Can we just do the ding-dang podcast?!" Ray asked him in an exasperated tone. (y/n) sighed and saw how irritated he was, so she stood up from her seat and walked up behind him.

"Calm down, Henry's sat right there." She soothed him, placing a calming hand on his back so she could guide him back to the table. Was it cruel to deny him what he desperately craved?

Ray sat back down and held out his hand for Henry to pass him another pair of headphones. This podcast was more trouble than was worth.

"Good boy. Now, do your thing and stop being so grumpy." She smiled at him and placed a light kiss on his cheek, which didn't help his situation. He wanted those lips elsewhere.

"In five, four, three, two...Hello! And welcome to...Deep in the Man Cave!" They started again for the third time and it all went well until Charlotte came running in from the secret door. 

"You guys!" She greeted them, causing Ray to angrily stop the recording as his frustration got the better of him. He just wanted to record one episode, was that too much to ask?

"Aw, come on!" He yelled in rage and ripped his third and final pair of headphones from his head, making poor Henry sigh.

"Please, don't--" He tried to stop his boss, but Ray was already leaping from his chair and stomping on them. He even kicked them into the air, making (y/n) flinch as she ducked for cover. Maybe it was time to let him have what he wanted.

"Okay, that's it. We're outta headphones." Henry told his friends and (y/n) facepalmed. If they kept recording like this they'd soon be outta money too.

"We have an emergency!" Charlotte exclaimed, causing her friends to rub their faces tiredly. They wanted a break from those, especially if it was from who they thought it was from.

"What is it this time?" (y/n) asked, scrubbing her cheek and eyes with her hand as she tried to not groan. Still, at least she had Ray on hand to rub her tense shoulders, although that could have just been his way of trying to get her in the mood.

"It's Jasper!" The young girl answered and the superhero trio groaned loudly. Not again, he'd been calling them up for so many dumb emergencies lately it was starting to get on their nerves. Even (y/n)'s, and she was usually so kind and tolerant towards the boy.

"He says there's a crazy man at school, setting a bunch of snakes loose in the hallways!" She explained, making (y/n) gulp. She wasn't very good with snakes, actually scratch that, she hated them. 

"S-s-snakes?" She stuttered, leaning back against the couch so she could get closer to her boyfriend. His warm hands on her shoulders were comforting and she knew that this would be a particularly difficult mission for her.

"I guarantee you that's not what's happening," Ray told her, bending down so he could press a kiss on the top of her head. He knew of Jasper's tendency to exaggerate and he didn't like how his tall story of snakes in his school was scaring his girl.

"But Jasper sent me a---" Charlotte tried to tell him, but Ray wasn't having it. He was frustrated in more ways than one and Jasper throwing in his fibbing wasn't helping.

"Oh, who cares? Last week, Jasper called in an emergency because he saw a cloud shaped like a dinosaur." Ray recalled and (y/n) knew that the incident really pissed him off. She had to admit that Jasper had gotten carried away and it was pretty annoying to be called away from home for a cloud.

"Yeah, remember Fourth of July, when he got all freaked out by the fireworks 'cause he thought America was being attacked by Canada?" Henry added, having hundreds of stories all about Jasper and his tendency to freak before he knew the facts.

"Yeah. I'd like to see Canada try to attack us." Ray scoffed as (y/n) lifted herself over the back of the sofa so she could stand with her friends. Honestly, her doofus was such a drama queen sometimes.

"Well, before you guys ignore this, you better watch this video Jasper just texted." Charlotte rolled her eyes and showed them a video of a panicking Jasper and the corridor of their school. He was right it was full of snakes and it wasn't something they could just ignore.

"Come on, we gotta go check this out." (y/n) sighed, trying to settle her nerves at the thought of being surrounded by all the snakes. 

"Great, yeah. Let's ruin our afternoon to go help, Jasper." Ray growled as his sidekicks popped a gumball each. Ugh, that boy really knew how to ruin his chances.

"Oooh, somebody's got his manties in a bunch today." Charlotte joked, making (y/n) giggle and Ray frown. She loved a good pun, especially when it was delivered with sass. 

"I don't wear manties, thank you." Ray pouted as his girl chuckled at his red cheeks. Aw, he was adorable when he was embarrassed.

"No, you don't, sweetie." She cooed at him, loving it when his cheeks flushed darker and the kids wrinkled their noses in disgust. What? She was a woman in love with her boyfriend, she was allowed to drool over him a bit.

"I wear boys underwear." He mumbled in embarrassment and shoved a gumball in his mouth before he could get any more embarrassed. He definitely didn't need to think about (y/n) and underwear right now. They transformed into their super suits, but it was safe to say that Ray wasn't looking forward to leaving his home. He had something else in mind...

"Come on," Henry said and the three ran over to the tubes. Of course, Ray and (y/n) were sharing, which gave her the perfect chance to press her ass back against him. 

"Stop it, you're killing me." He whispered into her hair, but she just giggled in response. Despite his boredom, she made his blood pump fiercely.

"Up the tube!" Henry called out, not hearing how Ray was whining as his girl wiggled her hips slightly to make him squirm. He knew not to jump out of a moving car again, that was for sure.

"Stupid Jasper, I swear that kid---" He grumbled as they shot off, probably to no emergency at all. Ray had no idea how he was gonna get through this call, especially when (y/n)'s cute skirt made her look so hot.

~Swellview High~

"Hey, I'm here!" Henry announced to his friend as he walked through the doors of his school. Thank god, it was the weekend, or this would be an almost impossible mission for stealth. Jasper had already taken matters into his own hands and the suspect was tried up on the floor with a taser wrapped around his legs. Well, that was an effective capture, even if the motorcycle helmet obstructed his identity.

"Finally! What took you so long?!" Jasper questioned his friend sternly. He'd called them ages ago and they were only just strolling into the building.

"He made us stop and get shaved ice. And now, he won't stop feeding it to (y/n), because they are gross." Henry rolled his eyes and the two teens looked at the couple as Ray scooped a spoonful of shaved ice into (y/n) awaiting mouth before scooping some into his own. It was cute, but it had also made them super late.

"I like the watermelon." (y/n) mumbled since her mouth was full of the sweet melted ice and she giggled with Ray at how silly she sounded. It almost made them forget how they were burning up inside from their rampant desire.

"She likes the watermelon," Ray confirmed and gave her another spoonful when she open her mouth again. He was her provider and her dumb cavewoman DNA was more than happy to accept the frozen dessert.

"Hey, what's up with these snakes?!" Henry moved on and that's when (y/n) suddenly became aware that in some corners of the room, the floor was...moving? Okay, the shaved ice wasn't tasting that good now.

"I don't know. Look, there's one right over there!" Jasper pointed to a red, white and black snack chilling by the door. The sight of it made (y/n) glue herself to Ray's side in fear, her arms wrapping around his waist as she quivered, but he was more sceptical. That thing was tiny and not moving, real his ass.

"Oh, you mean this fake snake over here?" He asked, prising (y/n)'s arms off of him so he could go pick it up. She didn't want him to go, but he was insistent. That thing wasn't real.

"How do you know it's fake?" Henry asked, looking at the snake with cautious eyes. He didn't want to chance the thing snapping out at him or his friends, even if two out of three of them would be fine.

"Captain Man, I don't think it's fake. In fact, it looks pretty real to me!" (y/n) spluttered, bringing her hands up to her face as she panicked. Sure, if a snake bit her or tried to squeeze her to death, she'd be fine, but they were still creepy and crawly.

"Oh, come on. They sell these things for five bucks a pop at the Swellview County Fair. Sweet girl, you seriously thought this thing was real---ahhhhhhh!" Ray's eyes widened in horror and he freaked out when the snake's very real tongue flickered in his face. He chucked the thing down to the floor harshly and sprinted over to where his girl was shaking in fear.

"It's real! It's real!" He shouted and grabbed (y/n) so he could pick her up bridal style and keep her safe in his arms. Her arms automatically went around his neck as he kept away from every slithering thing he could see. She was terrified and he was her protector, even he was scared, she came first.

"Will you quit being so gross? (y/n)'s not a baby." Henry screwed his nose up at them when Ray looked down at the woman in his arms with a soft smile. She looked so pretty from that angle and he couldn't help but give her a soft kiss, but it wasn't the time for romance.

"Look, there are more snakes over there!" Jasper shouted and pointed to the stairs, where two small, but still creepy snakes were slithering around. Henry jumped into Jasper's arms in fright and it made the couple he'd mocked look at him in amusement.

"Who's a baby now?" (y/n) smirked as Ray gently put her back on her feet and Henry straightened himself out. It was just a few dozen snakes, no biggie.

"W-well, how'd they get here?!" The boy asked cooly, acting as though he hadn't just screamed like a girl. 

"That freak brought them! I saw him pullin' snakes out of a sack, so I hit him with that fire extinguisher and tied him up with those extension cords!" Jasper explained, pointing to the guy who was still wriggling against his bounds. Ray looked at (y/n), who then looked at Henry and the three walked forward to unmask the guy. Taking off his motorbike helmet, he was revealed to be...the janitor!

"You!" He snapped when he saw Jasper and recognised him as the kid who'd beaten him up so cruelly.

"Jed the janitor?!" Jasper gasped, not believing that this guy would try to infest the school with reptiles.

"I swear I hate you more than I hate myself!" Hissed the janitor, who was furious with the way he'd been treated.

"Okay, will someone tell us what's going on here?" Henry butted in, seeing how Ray was getting antsy again. 

"Well, I-I saw..." Jasper tried to tell them, but Jed was more than happy to snitch on what he'd really been doing.

"I'll tell ya what happened! This school has rats! So, I rented this protective suit and helmet, and bought twenty-five snakes so they'd eat the rats!" Jed explained, pissing Ray off as the truth came to light. Although, (y/n) had another question too.

"You let snakes out into a school? What's wrong with you?" She frowned at the man on the floor, but he just shrugged. It seemed like a good plan, but before he could explain himself further, Captain Man had something to say.

"See? No emergency. I knew it. I knew it, I knew it, I knew it! Way to go, Jasper!" Ray called his hands together and smiled bitterly. He'd given up working his charms on his girl for nothing and it was all this kid's fault.

"But I-I-I--" Jasper stuttered, trying to tell his boss that he'd made a genuine mistake. Jed had looked like some weirdo letting loose snakes in the building and it had seemed like a job for Captain Man, he didn't mean any harm. 

"I'm gonna be talking about this on my podcast, you can count on that." Ray snapped, making (y/n) rush over to him to calm him down. She was just the thing he needed, but thanks to Jasper, he hadn't had the time to indulge in his desires and he was mad. 

"Uh, can I please be untied?" Jed interrupted his anger, but that wasn't their only problem. Miss Shapen suddenly came crawling around the corner and judging by her moaning and groaning she was in pain for some reason. 

"Ah! Owww! A snake...a snake bit my elbow!" She grumbled and showed the group the puncture marks on her sore elbow. It sure looked like it hurt, but they weren't quick to help. her.

"That's our teacher, Miss Shapen," Jasper told Ray and (y/n), but they were more than aware of who she was. They'd had quite a few fracases with her so far in the two years they'd known Henry. 

"Oh yeah, uh..." Ray trailed off, not knowing how to handle the weird woman. He'd seen enough of her on Valentine's Day and the chicken thing she had going on, so he was reluctant to get close again.

"Aw, don't you remember that lovely date you had with her? You should go over to her." (y/n) smirked at her and put her arm around his waist as his face paled at the memory. Literally, the worst date he'd ever been on and the only one she found amusing. The horror story of Miss Shapen and her revoltingly large big toe had come up on numerous occasions and never failed to make her laugh. Ray was just grateful that she was the only one he got to take care on dates now and he was determined to keep it that way.

"Kid, go handle...that." Ray gestured to the wailing teacher and Henry looked at him in shock.

"Wh--? I don't know how to handle a snake bite!" Henry blanched at him, but Ray was determined to stay with his girl. 

"Just go over there, put her elbow in her mouth and suck out the poison." He told the sidekick and wrapped his arms around (y/n)'s shoulders.

"But...but that's gross." The boy grimaced, not knowing where Miss Shapen had been putting her elbow. Probably near her cats. 

"It's the only way to save her life, so get your ass over there and save her life!" (y/n) chuckled at him and shoved his body over to the woman and her strength was enough to get him there, despite the way he was dragging his feet. 

"Okay..." He swallowed at the task ahead of him, but Ray's attention was already on Jasper, who gulped nervously. (y/n) tried to get him to focus on her, but it was no use.

"Okay, for the next two months, I don't wanna hear about any more "crimes" from. you. We clear?" He told the boy firmly, feeling fed up with his constant phone calls. He just wanted to stay at home with his girl and only go out to real emergencies.

"What if I see a burglary in progress?" Jasper asked, thinking that it was his moral duty to report such a serious crime if he saw it.

"You shut up," Ray answered, making his girl frown at how mean he was being. No one ever liked being told off by their boss and when it was Ray, a six-foot wall of muscle, it was terrifying.

"What if I witness road rage?" Jasper asked further. He still didn't get that sometimes, it's best to just be quiet and let someone shout.

"You shut up," Ray repeated in a strained voice and his girlfriend could see how agitated he was getting and she gave him a look that told him to take it easy.

"What if I hear a ticking bomb?" The boy questioned and Ray decided to go for the gentle approach.

"Just chill...Oh, and shut up!" He hissed at the end and the young woman had had enough. She needed to speak to him, alone.

"Okay, Jasper, go untie that snake-releasing moron on the floor." She told the boy and he obediently did as he was told. He didn't want to piss Captain Man off anymore, which gave her the perfect opportunity to get Ray against the lockers so he'd look into her eyes and nowhere else.

"What?" He asked in a breathless voice, suddenly feeling lightheaded as she trailed her flat palms up his chest and gazed at him with a seductive smirk and dilated pupils.

"Jasper's just trying to be helpful." She whispered to him and the mention of the boy's name made his grasp on her waist tighten. Thank god, everyone else was focused on poisoned elbows and tied-up guys, otherwise, there'd be a lot of gossip going around. 

"Yeah, but he's been pissing me off so much lately." Ray sighed, but the look in her eye and the widening smirk on her face made him gulp too.

"If you stop being mean to Jasper, I'll let you do whatever you want to me tonight," She grinned at the way his eyes grew impossibly dark and the hold on her waist became almost painful, but she didn't mind. To see him like this, made her feel powerful and confident, two things she rarely was. Sure, she was playing with fire, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't want to feel his burning lips on her body as he pinned her down and took what he wanted.

"Sweet girl, the things you do to me..." He growled and leaned in to kiss her senseless as his hands moved dangerously close to her ass, but she wasn't going to let him have his way in the middle of a school corridor. Not a chance.

"Tonight." She smirked and pulled away from his grasp, despite her instincts telling her to give in to the flames and to just let him love her. Staying strong, she left him standing there with a clenched jaw and tight fists as he struggled to keep himself calm when she walked away. Tonight seemed so far away, he didn't want to wait.

"Come on, Kid Danger. You and Captain Man have a podcast to finish." She told the boy as she walked past and turned around briefly to give Ray a teasing stare as she ran her tongue over her bottom lip. The way she said her name was anything but innocent and he couldn't follow out of the door quick enough, even though she would strongly ignore his advances in the Man Van. 

Tonight couldn't come quick enough.

~Back in the Man Cave~

With the promise of finally getting some tonight, Ray was in much better spirits as he and Henry sat down at their podcast table again. He was holding (y/n) to her word, but she was going to stick to it, she was human too. After a quick trip to a tech store, she'd brought back a bunch of new headphones and now, they were ready to record.

"Okay, Captain Man and Kid Danger. First podcast, take four...Hello! And welcome to...Deep in the Man Cave!" The introduction went well, although, they had noticeably deepened their voices for the title. Ray was happy, Henry was happy, it was all good.

"Yessiree, this is the very first podcast starring your very own Captain Man and----Ah, fudge and kumquats!" And the happy mood was gone. The podcast quickly ended as soon as it had begun when the emergency alarm started blaring over the recording. Ray stood up in frustration and smashed his fourth pair of headphones on the ground and even kicked his chair over as Henry went over to check it out.

"You know, if you do that again, you're sleeping on your own tonight." (y/n) told him as she put her book to the side and stood up for the emergency. There was never a moment to relax in the Man Cave, what with the alarms and Ray chucking stuff about, but her words made him look at her in panic. Alone? Tonight? Not a chance.

"Ray, (y/n), pop a gumball, there's something going down at that store, Mouth Candy," Henry told them as he pulled up the information on the monitor. Little did he know that this was another situation that Jasper and his school's resident bully, Mitch Bilsky, but he'd find that out in about five minutes.

"Give me a roasted chicken." Ray ignored the urgency in his sidekick's voice and slammed his hand against the auto-snacker's screen so he could grab some food.

"Roasted chicken." The automated voice repeated and out came a perfectly cooked bird, all ready for him treat, even if it did irritate (y/n) and Henry.

"Raymond, we don't have time for chicken." The young woman sighed at him as she and Henry took out their gum tubes so they could transform.

"I'm not gonna eat it..." The large man grumbled and all of a sudden, he picked up the chicken in a single hand and launched it across the room, making the woman and boy duck for cover. He couldn't help but feel moody and whilst he knew that throwing a chicken wasn't the way to take out his anger, it felt good.

"Okay, that chicken did nothing to you," Henry commented as he stood in the middle of Ray and his frustration. Seriously, what was wrong with him? He just wished (y/n) would sort out it out before he destroyed more food all over the place.

"Do you want to sleep alone tonight? Do you? Because I will gladly sleep in my old room and leave you alone." She folded her arms and gave him a pointed look, not liking how the chicken had gotten grease, bones and meat all over the floor. 

"No..." He mumbled and looked off to the side as he obediently took out his gum tube. Geez, whatever was going down between them was intense and Henry wasn't sure if he wanted to know any more than he already did.

~Mouth Candy~

Well, one more Jasper incident was the straw that broke the camel's back. Ray was pissed off, the store's owner was pissed off, Jasper was mildly pissed off, Mitch Bilsky was always pissed off and Henry and (y/n) were somewhere in between.

Upon arriving at Mouth Candy, the superhero team had immediately descended into a big argument over Jasper getting all excited again, with Ray being the biggest complainer. He had to leave home for Jasper again and now, he was at the end of his rope.

"All right, all right..." Henry tried to quieten the crowd, but in this situation, quiet words weren't going to get this lot to button it.

"SHUT IT!!!" (y/n) shrieked above the noise and the boys immediately fell silent. Well, that was effective.

"Now, you two wait here, whilst Miss Danger, Kid Danger and I go interrogate the...suspect." Captain Man said to the shopkeeper and Mitch, who patiently moved off to the side as the three turned to Jasper, who was accused of stealing a candy boot or something. It didn't seem like a lot, but theft was theft and Jasper had a lot to answer for.

"Yeah, whatever his name is," Henry added nonchalantly, acting as though he'd never seen his best friend before.

"They call him the Hot Broth Burglar." Mitch lied, trying to make himself seem like the innocent party in the situation, even though he wasn't and that infuriated the usually cheerful Jasper.

"No, they don't!" He snapped and picked up a jar of candy so he could throw some lollipops and jelly beans at Mitch's head. Ray and Henry rushed to keep Jasper back as he tried to beat the kid up and thankfully, they prevented a full out brawl.

"Owwwww! See that?! Do you see his violent nature?!"The bully whimpered, playing it up so it seemed like he'd been really hurt by Jasper and his fury. They knew it wasn't true, Jasper was a really sweet kid, but they couldn't deny that something was going on here, especially when Jasper raised his candy jar to throw some more stuff at him.

"Okay, okay, you put the jelly beans down." (y/n) stepped in front of Jasper and blocked Mitch from his line of sight. She knew that Mitch was being a dick on purpose, but she couldn't let Jasper make stuff even worse for himself. The boy grabbed another fistful of jelly beans and aimed them at the bully's face, but she was quick to calm him down.

"Curly...haired-boy, put the jelly beans down." She soothed him and he let up by putting the jar down on the table, giving the supers the chance to talk to him as Mitch sneakily shoved fistfuls of candy into his pockets. Yeah, he wasn't innocent, not a chance. 

"All right, did you really try to steal that candy boot?" Henry whispered to his best friend, whose eyes widened at the accusation. Like he'd ever do that, he wasn't some Mitch Bilsky dickhead, who stole from his favourite candy store.

"'Course I didn't! Mitch framed me!" Jasper hissed, making Ray roll his eyes. Was this the big emergency? Give him strength.

"Great, crime solved. Now, can we go do our podcast?" Ray brushed him off and turned to go back to the Man Van so he could get home, finish that damn podcast and then finally relieve his stress.

"Wait." (y/n)'s hand on his arm halted him in his tracks and he internally groaned.

"What am I gonna do? Mister Sugarman wants to put me in jail!" Jasper panicked as Ray subconsciously drifted his body to his girl's. Aw, she felt so warm and small against him, not that he could do anything else.

"Ok, relax. You're not going to jail." Henry calmed him down and Ray knew that as per the deal, he had to be nice to Jasper or else, he'd be getting nothing.

"We'll just make him think you are." He clarified for the boy and grabbed him from under his arm so he could drag him over to the store's owner.

"All right, sir. My sidekicks and I are gonna take this rotten, curly-haired misfit to jail." Captain Man "glared" at Jasper as Henry took his other arm.

"Yep, that's right. He's a...danger to society." (y/n) made up and waggled her finger in Jasper's face like she was scolding him. 

"Ha!"

"Good!" Mitch and the owner agreed that it was the best course of action and the bully's smug face made (y/n)'s blood boil. Honestly, she'd like to give him a good pasting for causing so much trouble, but there were bigger things to worry about, mainly the police officers that just walked through the door.

"Hey, Captain Man, Kid Danger, Miss Danger." The officers smiled at them as they entered, making the superheroes feel very nervous. What the hell were the police doing here?

"Uh, hello." Ray gulped, suddenly not liking that they were here. Swellview Police were known for their incompetency and their exceptional talent for either showing up unwanted or not showing up when they were really wanted and today, it was the former.

"Officers." Henry squeaked and they pulled Jasper back with them as the police came towards them.

"We were just walking by here and we saw you guys in here." One police officer said and he didn't pick up on how nervous they really were.

"Need our help?" The other one said and that's when they really panicked. They couldn't have Jasper be catered off to jail for real, that would be awful.

"Oh, no, no, no, thank you, officers. We've got everything under control here." (y/n) laughed anxiously and she tried to usher Ray, Henry and Jasper out of the door, but...

"Wait a minute...I've seen this kid before." The police officers took a closer look at Jasper and that's when it hit them. 

"Oh, yeah. Didn't he get arrested last year Swellview Park?" The woman asked her partner and he agreed. Jasper was a bad apple in his books.

"Right, for using the ladies' bathroom. That's messed up, man." The officer grimaced at the curly-haired boy and his bad deeds, but the truth was, Jasper just had a knack for being in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

"No, it was 'cause my friend's little sister--" He tried to explain, but the police weren't finished.

"Hey, and didn't you also get arrested last Christmas, in City Hall, for wearing more than one hat simultaneously?" The police officer recalled and Jasper could really excuse that one. Ray and (y/n) remembered it well, their first kiss. It seemed so long ago and now, they were happily in love, no secrets between them.

"And he tried to steal this!" Mr Sugar pointed to his pride and joy, the candy boot on sale for forty-thousand dollars and Mitch was more than happy to make things worse.

"That's right, he did!" He smirked evilly, enjoying how poor, innocent Jasper was taking the wrap for what he had done.

"No, I didn't! I-I-I was just holding it!" Jasper stuttered, trying to uphold his innocence, but no one would listen.

"Well, you know what they say."

"He who holds it, stolds it." The officer made up, not caring about how weird they sounded. They just wanted to nick Jasper for being a repeat offender. 

"Okay, someone gets me a dictionary and show me the word stolds!" Jasper snapped, making the superheroes rush to calm him down before he got done for threatening behaviour.

"Look, officers, we got this. We're gonna take him to jail." Henry told the police and Ray gave them his best "Captain Man" smile so he could persuade them, but it wasn't working.

"You, Miss Danger and Kid Danger, you do so much to help this city." The policeman praised them, but they weren't blushing, they just wanted them to back off.

"No, no, really. We're fine--"(y/n) tried to stop them from grabbing Jasper too, but they were determined and that's when Jasper freaked out.

"Captain Man, Kid Danger, Miss Danger, they're cuffing me!" He cried as they led him away and the couple and kid looked at each other in a panic. They couldn't fight the police, but they couldn't let Jasper go to jail either.

"Well, shit." The young woman cursed as they watched the officers lead their friend out of the store and away into a cop car. Well, that was a disaster.

~Back at the Man Cave~

"I'm telling you, I've had enough of that kid!" Ray told his girlfriend as they finally arrived back at the Man Cave after dropping Henry back home. Thank god, it was finally the evening, today had been a long day.

"He's spending the night in jail, you gotta feel sorry for him." (y/n) sighed as she blew another bubble and transformed back into her civilian clothes, Ray doing the same. Poor Jasper, he'd never survive in prison and she knew that Mitch Bilsky was the real delinquent here.

"Eh, he'll be okay." The large man mumbled and watched with predatory eyes as she flopped down on the couch. She didn't pick up on his hungry gaze, nor the way he was carefully stalking towards her.

"That Mitch kid should be the one in jail. He's obviously the real suspect." She grumbled, not thinking anything of it when Ray sat down next to her and pulled her into his lap. It was normal for him and so was the way he buried his face into her neck.

"Yeah..." He said absentmindedly, more interested in trailing kisses down the side of her neck. Now, she was noticing and she suddenly remembered that it was "tonight" and he hadn't forgotten her promise.

"What are you getting at?" She smirked, feeling the way he was running his hands up and down her legs in tandem with the way his lips were exploring her neck. He'd been waiting weeks for this, no more.

"You promised, sweet girl..." He growled into her ear, sending a shiver of desire down her spine. She did promise and she was more than happy to give him what he wanted.

"Anything you want." She grinned and angled her hips to brush against the arousal in his jeans. His knuckles turned white around her hips as he caught her mouth in a passionate kiss to stop her teasing smirk. She knew how to press his buttons, but he wasn't in the mood for teasing, not now.

"You've been driving me insane." He hissed in her ear as she sat back and took in his wrecked state. Poor baby, so desperate for her and she knew just how to make it worse for him.

"I know." She giggled and raised her arms so she could shrug off her shirt and throw it on the floor. With her torso semi-exposed, Ray nearly lost his mind and his hands slid up the smoothness of her stomach to where her lace-clad breasts awaited.

"So beautiful and all mine."He mumbled, feeling stunned at the angel that was above him, letting him see her so intimately and swivelling her hips against his so expertly that he felt faint. Trembling hands came around to her back and after a few fumbles, Ray released the catch, leaving her top half completely bare for him. 

"Ray..." She whimpered when his rough fingertips tweaked her nipple harshly and took the other one into his mouth. He was determined to treat her like a queen and leave her trembling as no other man had before.

"Sweet girl, so good for me, I love those noises you make." He whispered against her skin and her fingers grappled at the shirt still covering him.

"Off." She whined simply and he followed her command, quickly stripping the shirt from his body and throwing it some unknown corner of the Man Cave. Her hands explored bare skin as she admired his chiselled chest, all hers.

"You know, I used to dream about this, you and me." She told him, feeling bold at how she had this Greek God of a man quivering under her fingertips. His eyes squeezed shut at the thought and he wasn't sure if he'd last if she kept talking.

"S-stop..." He ordered her firmly, although his slight slip of the tongue told her everything she needed to know. He liked to think of her alone at night with nothing else but him on her mind because, for years, he'd been in a similar situation.

"Does that turn you on, Ray? Thinking of me in my bed, all alone, trying to think of anything but you sliding into--" She was cut off as his superhero strength lifted her from the couch and kept her against his body in a bruising hold.

"You need to stop when I tell you, little girl. You think it doesn't? You think I never thought about the same things when you walked around in those tiny fucking shorts you wear for bed? Hmm? Answer me." He growled when she bit her lip to silence herself as he kept her legs around his waist to provide some relief for the tightness in his jeans.

"They're comfy...and I've seen how you look at my legs when I wear them." She whimpered, but it drifted into a giggle when she thought about how she was now able to tell when he was checking her out. He wasn't exactly subtle and she was shocked at how she'd never seen it before.

"Not just your legs, sweet girl." It was his turn to smirk when she became jelly in his arms, leaving him free to return to biting and sucking at the tendon on her neck.

"Ray, take me to the bedroom." She mewled, suddenly realising how cold the open air of the Man Cave was. The thought of soft sheets and closed doors was much more inviting.

"Sure, my sweet girl." He growled and speedily walked off to their shared room, not caring about the few clothes they'd left around the couch. He had better things to think and he was gonna enjoy them, with no distractions and no interruptions.

~Henry's house~

Ever since he'd gotten through his door, Henry had been trying to get a hold of Mrs Dunlop, Jasper's mom. The woman was notorious for not giving a shit about her only child, but Henry didn't want her to panic about her son spending the night in jail, or worse.

"Hey, Mrs Dunlop." He said cheerfully into the phone once she had finally picked up.

"What?" She replied in a dull tone, obviously not liking that she'd been interrupted doing whatever.

"Jasper is going to be spending the night at my place tonight." It was a small lie made with the best intentions and Henry hoped she bought it. Not that he needed to hope, Mrs Dunlop didn't give a toss.

"Who cares?" Henry could practically hear the eye roll and he was grateful that he had a mom that actually cared about him.

"Oh, you don't care." He repeated, making Charlotte roll her eyes as she listened in. Typical Mrs Dunlop.

"Nope. I gotta go." The woman said curtly and ended the call before Henry's thumb could even get near the button. 

"Okay, how are we gonna get Jasper out of jail?" Henry asked Charlotte as he walked around the back of the couch. They had to get him out soon, otherwise, the ever uncaring Mrs Dunlop would find out and know that Henry was lying.

"I don't know," Charlotte replied, looking up from her magazine. She was worried about her friend, sure, but she knew him and this was just another example of Jasper being arrested for dumb things.

"Well, it's his third strike! And if they convict him, he could get twenty years." The boy shivered at the thought of Jasper coming out of prison in his late thirties. God, he wouldn't survive.

"Then we better figure out a way to prove that Mitch is the one who tried to steal that stupid candy boot." Charlotte sighed and that's when Henry's whiz watch began to flash and beep. Ah, Ray, he must've put his girlfriend down and figured out a way to help them.

"It's Ray." Henry pointed out like Charlotte didn't know at this point. Geez, he said some dumb stuff sometimes.

"Yeah, okay." She shrugged and left him to it. Charlotte didn't need a notification for every little thing that happened with Henry.

"Henry, I got some good news." A cheery Ray greeted the boy once the watch was open. He was unusually chipper considering his foul mood lately, although Henry couldn't figure out why. Maybe because the hologram couldn't pick up his flushed cheeks and glazed over eyes. 

"About Jasper?" Henry looked at his boss hopefully, thinking he'd found the answer to their problem.

"Better. Got some new ideas for our podcast." Ray smiled at him brightly, feeling amazing since he'd gotten everything out of his system and experienced the most magical evening with his girl.

"Okay, Ray, it's the middle of the night, I got school in the morning, and one of my best friends is looking at a possible twenty years in jail." Henry recounted all of his problems, voicing his irritation with his boss, who could only focus on the stupid podcast. He couldn't help it if life seemed rose-tinted in his post-sex haze.

"Y'know, I'm starting to feel like I care way more about this podcast than you do," Ray whined, not hearing the light footsteps coming up behind him. 

"That's probably because you do." (y/n) giggled as she came wandering into the hologram and wrapped her arms around his waist. All she was wearing was one of Ray's old t-shirts that were tiny on him but dwarfed her and Ray couldn't help but feel a stab of desire go through him when he noticed that she was wearing his clothes and nothing else.

"Ray, go...play with (y/n)." Henry groaned at him, not implying anything by it. He just wanted his boss to go away and leave him alone since he wasn't coming up with anything sensible.

"I already have." Ray gloated with a smug smirk and (y/n)'s eyes widened at his confession. The blush on her cheeks, plus her attire told Henry everything he needed to know, making him snap the watch shut before he could see or hear any more filth.

"You hear that? All he cares about is recording his dumb podcast and fuc---doing stuff with his (y/n)." Henry grumbled, feeling grossed out at the thought of the adults alone in the Man Cave. Ew, he was glad they weren't causing all the tension anymore, but ew.

"Well, I think I got something better for you to record," Charlotte smirked, having come up with a bright idea whilst he was talking with their boss.

"What?" Henry asked, ready for a good suggestion.

"Mitch." She answered simply, confusing Henry. Maybe she didn't have a sensible suggestion after all.

"You want me to record a podcast with Mitch?" He questioned in a muddled tone, wondering how that would help anyone. Mitch would probably beat him up.

"No! I'm saying you wear a wire." She clarified and that's when the penny dropped for Henry. 

"Oh, like a microphone?" He smiled. Okay, that was an idea he could get behind.

"Uh-huh. And then, at school, you casually start a conversation with Mitch, get him to admit that he's the one who really tried to steal the candy boot. Then, we take the recording to the cops and boom, Jasper's out." She explained succinctly. It was risky, getting close to Mitch, but for his best friend, Henry would do anything.

"Okay, okay, that's good. But how am I gonna get Mitch to admit it?" He asked, gulping at the thought of getting pummelled by the biggest bully in school. Yeah, he'd beaten supervillains before, but Mitch packed a punch and no one liked to be on the receiving end of it.

"Dude, you're like a million times smarter than he is." Charlotte shrugged and Henry smirked at that information.

"You really think so?" He looked at him with a smug face, liking it when people called him smart. 

"Yeah." She looked at him weirdly. He didn't need to let it go to his head. Henry was no Mitch Bilsky, but he sure as hell wasn't Albert Einstein either.

~The next day, Swellview High~

Okay, target acquired. Henry rounded the corner in the school corridor and spotted Mitch on the other side of the school's entrance. Putting the wire that (y/n) had given into his ear, he switched the thing on and mumbled into the static.

"Hey, can you guys hear me okay?" He asked casually, hoping that no one was looking and watching him talk to himself. That wouldn't end well. 

"Yeah, kid, we can hear you," Ray answered him as he, (y/n) and Charlotte staked out in a grotty van outside the school. They had to be in close range to pick up the signal, even if it looked a bit weird for them to be camping outside of a school. 

"We're in a van across the street," Charlotte told him as (y/n) tried to get comfy on Ray's lap. They were there for the duration and were kitted out with headphones, microphones, snacks and soda, leaving Charlotte stuck with the couple as they got cosy. 

"Okay, cool." Henry copied, glad that he could hear them loud and clear. If Mitch killed him at least someone would know.

"Just remember to get as close to Mitch as possible and try to get him to admit that he was the one who tried to nick that candy boot." (y/n) spoke into her headset as she took a gulp of Ray's/her soda. They could share and he never got mad when she stole his drinks, which was always. 

"This is dumb..." The large man grumbled as he slouched into his swivel chair, earning himself a sharp smack on the leg from his girlfriend. He was just grumpy that they'd had to drag themselves out of bed early for Jasper again. Sure, they'd already had another round of fun before then, but Ray didn't like to be rushed.

"Okay, whew, here we go." Henry calmed his raging nerves before casually strolling over to where Mitch was slurping away at the water fountain. All Henry had to do was get the recording and get out of there alive.

~The van~

"So, this is your van?" Charlotte asked Ray as they monitored the sound equipment. It was dark and gross in there, but the only stake-out van they had that would do the job. (y/n) had to admit that she wasn't a fan either, but she couldn't complain when she was sat on Ray's lap with a strong arm around her waist. One year ago, she could never have dreamed that he felt the same way she did and she wasn't gonna take the sweet feeling for granted.

"This is his old van." (y/n) replied, looking over at the girl as her boyfriend flicked a few switches and knobs in the backs. She remembered this thing, way back when she had just joined Ray and his crazy life; she had never expected to fall in love with him, not when he was a few years older than her and already so popular with the ladies. She was still gobsmacked that he'd fallen for a shy, fresh out of college girl with a toolkit and a knack for fixing things. 

"I have a way better one. The Man Van." Ray smirked as he thought about the exact same thing. He had never expected her to fall in love with him, not when she was just starting her life other own and could've picked any of the college jocks that chased after her. He was still awestruck that she'd fallen for a complex, egocentric superhero, who took her away from her friends and family for a life filled with danger and lonely nights.

"Well, where is the Man Van?" Charlotte asked, breaking them out of their daydreams. Surely, it would be better to sit on quilted leather seats with air conditioning and not in some rust bucket from the noughties. 

"Oh, Schwoz took it to go see Charlie Puth. Didn't even invite me, jerk." (y/n) grumbled, wrinkling her nose at how Schwoz had just driven off before she could throw a rotten tomato or egg at him.

"Really? Schwoz is a Puther?" Charlotte smirked, not knowing this information about the little man. Well, you learn something every day, even though no one could picture Schwoz bopping to any of his songs.

"Oh yeah, big Puther." Ray smiled at the girl as both of his arms came around the young woman in his lap and he pressed a kiss to her temple. She'd get her revenge on Schwoz when he got back and it would be sweet.

~The school~

"Heyyyy, Mitch." Henry greeted the bully nervously as he walked over and the larger boy glared at him. Who was this limp-dick loser with a flower pinned to his shirt trying to talk to him?

"What do you want, Hart?" Mitch snarled, making Henry's stomach drop in fear. Boy, he was a lot bigger up close.

"Nothin'. Nothin', I just...uh, I heard that you saw that jerk, Jasper Dunlop, get arrested yesterday at that Mouth Candy store." Henry smiled friendlily and it seemed to work on Mitch, who thought that this was just laddish banter.

"Oh, yeah. I did. Yeah, man, it was hilarious. You know, he didn't even do nothin' wrong. I was the one who tried to steal the candy boot. Haha." Well, that was easy. Henry laughed along with Mitch's confession, acting as though he was laughing at "Jasper the Jerk" when really, he was laughing at how dumb Mitch was. 

"That is--that is awesome!" He praised Mitch and began to walk away, wanting to leg it before the kid could get angry or something. He had the info, that was all that mattered.

"I know, man." Mitch giggled and Henry decided to make his escape.

"Well, see ya!" He smiled, not wanting to screw anything up at the last minute. He had to keep Mitch happy.

"All right, man, take care." Mitch grinned and sauntered off, leaving Henry to gasp at how his adrenaline was running high from the conversation. That went remarkably well and he still had all his arms attached to his body. A roaring success, one might say.

"You guys, I did it! I did it! Did you hear?" Henry's excited voice came through on the speakers, but the three chilling in the van weren't paying attention. They'd been on the topic of Schwoz and his music taste ever since Charlotte had discovered his love for Charlie Puth and as such, they hadn't heard a thing.

"I just think Schwoz would be more into music like Coldplay or some band like that," Charlotte mentioned nonchalantly and Henry's heart dropped at their relaxed, unfocused chatter.

"Nah, he's been into Puth for, like, way before it was cool--" Ray replied and Henry had to know whether they'd been recording or not.

"Look, guys did ya hear him admit it?! Hello, can you guys hear me?" Henry asked them urgently and the three slid their headsets back over their ears when they heard the boy's faint voice.

"Uh, we were just talking about music. What's going on?" (y/n) bit her lip as she answered the boy, hoping that they hadn't missed anything important.

"Wh-what's going on?! I just got Mitch to admit that he's the one who stole the candy boot! Were you not recording?" Henry asked them and they all looked at each other with pale, guilty faces. Oops, maybe they should've been recording.

"Uhhhh, no...Charlotte forgot to hit record. Sorry." Ray tentatively told the boy as (y/n) cringed and Charlotte's mouth dropped open. He was pinning the on her? What a dick!

"I forgot?!" She reiterated and gave Ray a sharp glare, which made him cower into (y/n)'s hair. 

"Oh, come on, guys!" Henry snapped as he inwardly screamed. This was a nightmare and he couldn't believe that his friends had let him down when he needed them to stay on task.

"Uh, no biggie, just go get him to say it again." (y/n) offered nervously, knowing it wasn't the best thing she'd ever suggested, but there was little else they could do.

"Ok, fine, but you press record, you press it, right now." Henry hissed and Ray promptly flicked the switch behind his chair. Henry couldn't believe he had to talk to Mitch again and he was praying that Lady Luck was still smiling down on him.

"Recording," Ray told the kid in an annoyed voice. He didn't like being dictated to.

"Thank you." Henry sighed and walked off to go find Mitch. Hopefully, he'd get away with all his limbs on his body again.

"Uhhh, what is this?" Charlotte asked as she pulled a long, mouldy, brown...thing upon the floor. It was smelly, vile, revolting, disgusting, literally, every word in the dictionary that she could think of and (y/n) had to pinch her nose to stop the stench from attacking her nose.

"Uhhh...that was either a banana or a hot dog," Ray replied calmly as he poured himself a coffee from his flask and the girls shrieked in disgust as Charlotte dropped the brown log thing back on the floor. Honestly, guys were so gross.

"Ew, oh my god, Raymond!" (y/n) grimaced at his bad hygiene, but he just sipped his drink as Charlotte sprayed her hands with an anti-bacterial spray.

"Ooo, me too, please, just in case." The young woman smiled at the girl gratefully as she received a spray too and she rubbed it across her palms. 

"It's not that bad," Ray grumbled, swirling the half-filled cup of coffee in his hands as his girl wafted the alcohol-based disinfectant away from her hands. Seriously? Having decomposing food in the van wasn't that bad?

"Just for that..." (y/n) gave him a sarcastic smile and took the cup from his hands, downing the coffee in one gulp. It was a bit hot, but the burn didn't last very long and the grumpy look on his face was satisfying enough to make it for it. She always stole his coffee, that was just her thing.

"Heyyyyy, Mitch." Henry greeted the bully again, trying to bring back the same friendly energy that they'd had before. He wished he could be sipping coffee right now because Mitch didn't look that happy.

"Dude, we're not even friends." The guy frowned, wondering why this lanky boy kept pestering him and lightly punching his shoulder like they'd known each other for ages.

"I know, I know, I'm just...I'm still not clear on, y'know, exactly what happened at that store, Mouth Candy." Henry lied and he tried to stop his hands from trembling as Mitch looked him up and down.

"All right, man. I'll tell you one more time. Here we go." Mitch sighed, making the crew in the van perk up as they heard his voice crackle through the mic.

"Oooh, here we go, let's nail this little shit." (y/n) rubbed her hands together and leaned forward with Ray's chin on her shoulder. 

"When the guy who owns the place went into the back...I was the one who--" Mitch leaned in close and was on the verge of confessing when a girl opened her locker and let out a piercing scream.

"AHHHHHHH!" She shrieked and this sharp noise made the three in the van fall off of the seats as they jumped from the pain in their ears. At least (y/n) had her fall broken by Ray's muscly body and he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Gotcha!" Oliver Pook appeared from a closet and the girl looked at him like he was crazy. And let's be honest, he was.

"Th-there's a dead bird in my locker!" The girl stuttered as she saw the bloody carcass of some poor bird and Oliver was the one who put it there. He handed the bird's lifeless body to the girl and told her to read the note he'd tied to its legs. This kid was messed up.

"Your school is full of weirdos." (y/n) groaned to Charlotte as Ray guided her back into his lap and fixed his skew-whiff headphones.

"It says...do you wanna be my girl?...No, thank you, I have to go now." The girl panicked as Oliver jiggled his eyebrows at her and ran off when he added a "seductive" smile. He sure knew how to treat his ladies right.

"Late." Mitch tried to walk away from Henry, having seen enough freaks for one day, but Henry wasn't done yet.

"Wait, no, no, no, no, no, wait!" He tried to stop him, but the bully just walked off, leaving Henry back at square one.

"Henry? What's happening?" Charlotte's voice came through on his wire and Henry was more than happy to tell her all about how this plan sucked.

"Yeah, this isn't gonna work, that's what's happening!" He hissed into the mic and Ray pondered the predicament for a moment, although what he was thinking wasn't what Henry wanted to hear.

"Hey, kid. You know what'll make you feel a lot better?" He asked his completely unsuspecting sidekick.

"What?" Henry asked.

"Doing a podcast." The man crooned into the mic, making (y/n) groan and Charlotte roll her eyes. They didn't have time for dumb podcasts, Jasper was facing twenty years in the clink!

"Okay, listen, Ray! I'm not doing a podcast with you or anyone else until Mitch confesses and my friend Jasper is outta jail! All right?" Henry snapped, but Ray wanted to push his luck and wasn't quite ready to give up yet.

"Please?" He asked in his begging voice, the one he usually used on (y/n) when he wanted something from her, but unfortunately for him, it didn't work on Henry in the same way.

"No!" Henry yelled and that's when (y/n) had had enough of the bickering.

"Enough! Come on, handsome, plan B." She smirked at her moody boyfriend and passed him his gumball tube. She was gonna end this thing once and for all so Jasper could prove his innocence and Ray would stop picking a fight with Henry.

"Keep recording." The young woman instructed Charlotte as the adults each chewed a gumball. It was time to kick ass.

"What are you guys gonna do?" The girl asked, unaware that there was a plan B. She just thought there was a plan A, which at the moment, was going so well.

"What we should've done a long time ago," Ray growled and he and (y/n) stepped away from the chair. 

"You mean clean this van?" Charlotte quipped, making Ray whip his head to her with a scowl on his face whilst (y/n) just cackled with laughter. Oh, that was a good one, she had to admit, but it was more likely that she'd be the one cleaning this cesspit of a vehicle. Messes irked her, plain and simple and this was just asking to meet her bleach and scrubbing brush.

~

"Okay, you have to really rough him up." (y/n) reminded her boyfriend as Captain Man and Miss Danger stormed towards the school. The few students loitering by the doors gawped at the superheroes' arrival but quickly got out of their path. They were glaring and psyching themselves up for pressuring Mitch into confessing, something that the young woman was looking forward to. Mitch was gonna shit his pants.

"I know, sweet girl, I know." He growled and burst through the entrance doors with an angry snarl on his lips. The student body erupted into excited chatter when they saw the celebrities in the hall and Henry immediately stood straighter. This wasn't part of the plan...

"Where's Mitch Bilsky?!" Captain Man bellowed, letting the kids know that he wasn't there for idle chit-chat, he meant business. 

"We want a word with him." (y/n) told the kids harshly and peered around the room through her blue mask as a group parted to show the boy sitting on the stairs. Ah, there he was and boy, he looked nervous.

"Bilsky!" Ray stalked towards the boy, his beautiful sidekick following closely behind and they looked pissed.

"Admit that you framed Jasper Dunlop!" (y/n) ordered the bully and confidently stood in front of him, but he wasn't one for being bossed about by someone smaller than him, especially when they were an (on face value) unremarkable woman.

"You can't force me to admit anything, bitch!" He snarled at her and it was a fatal mistake. Ray grabbed him by the collar and bashed his body against the lockers like he weighed nothing, fully intent on making him cough up the truth. His fury was evident, no one talked to his girl like that, particularly little boys who thought they were hard.

"Admit it, so I don't have to punch you in the face and smash your groin, even though I really want to." Ray snarled at him as (y/n)'s heart fluttered from his defence of her honour. Protector, always.

"Y-you wouldn't hurt a kid!" Mitch tried to bring up his minor status, but Henry knew that it wouldn't wash. Mitch had been incredibly rude to Miss Danger and Captain Man couldn't tolerate that. The blond boy just stood calmly with (y/n) near him and observed his boss give Mitch what he deserved. 

"Oh, please, you look at least twenty-six years old and no one talks about my sidekick like that!" Hissed the superhero and on second glance, Mitch could see why he was so fond of her. Those legs, those curves, nice...

"Fair point, she's pretty damn fine, I wouldn't mind a go on her--" The vile words tumbled from the boy's lips as his eyes trailed up the woman's figure, making her awkwardly fold her arms across her boy. Ew, he was in high school, what a creep and Ray wasn't having it.

"Admit you're the one who tried to steal the candy boot!" He roared, slamming Mitch's skull into the locker as his jealousy and protective side flared up. This pathetic boy had no chance with his girl, she loved him, she cared for him, she cried his name into the night, not this loser, but his disrespect struck a nerve and played on Ray's worst fears. She could leave him for someone else at any moment and he couldn't help but lash out.

"O-okay, I did it! I framed Jasper. I'm a thief and a bad person and Jasper's a really great guy!" Mitch confessed, shaking wildly as Captain Man's stone-cold gaze burned into his eyes. He'd pissed a superhero off, now, he was paying the price.

"Charlotte, did you get that?" Henry asked into his wire, praying that she'd been recording this time.

"Yep. Got it!" She confirmed and it made Henry and (y/n) smile as they huddled together to listen in. A small tap on the shoulder from the young woman told Ray to let the boy go, despite his gut telling him to beat him to a pulp. His brain knew better though, if he did hit Mitch, a minor, (y/n) would kill him and that would be equally bad. 

"Come on, you." She smiled at him and dragged him away from the quivering boy, ready to go home.

"And now, I've got a podcast to do! And everything I need to do that podcast better be there in the next ten minutes." Ray announced just before they left, hinting to Henry that he better haul his ass to the Man Cave so they could finally crack on, but (y/n) had a slightly different schedule. 

"Make that thirty minutes..." She breathed out, looking up at Ray and nodding her head to the door. He looked confused for a second, but her blown-out pupils and rapid, shallow breathing told him that she wanted him all to herself. Oh, oh! Maybe seeing him threaten a dickhead for her was something that got her going and it made Ray smirk proudly.

"Don't do drugs." He told the onlooking kids and the couple briskly walked out of the building so they could run back to the Man Cave for their "alone time".

"Uh, what--mom? Oh, okay, be right there." Henry pretended to answer his phone and then strolled out of the school like he wasn't on his way to record a podcast with Swellview's best crime fighter. 

Still, he'd have to take the long way to Junk-N-Stuff, after all, Captain Man didn't like to be rushed, it just made him grumpy.

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