#thank you gabby this was a delight to envision

[jackiesarch]

Where was Marisol when Alejandro and Rudy meet Ghost and Soap?

imagine you’re rudy. you’re just some fucking guy, right? a scottish guy with terrible hair and a mountain with a skeleton mask on just stepped off a plane in front of you. weird, but stranger things have happened, right?

then you hear the helicopter. you look over your shoulder. you watch marisol, the woman who is essentially your adopted sister, and her second in command exit, and dread fills you as they come towards you and your new european friends. surely no, you think.

surely yes, the universe says.

“rudy,” you are greeted warmly. next to you, alejandro bristles. “quiubo?”

you are acutely unaware of how you respond, but you do respond, and you do know it sounds half-hearted.

you wait for all hell to break loose. it does — quietly.

“alejandro,” mari greets. her tone is clipped.

alejandro doesn’t say anything. you are afraid his hardened stare may actually bore a hole through the atmosphere just to the left of the scottish guy’s head. maybe it’ll fix his hair.

so now not only are you just some fucking guy standing in front of a scottish guy with terrible hair and a mountain with a skeleton mask on — you’re just some fucking guy standing in front of a scottish guy with terrible hair and a mountain with a skeleton mask on and you’re stuck between your sister and her ex-husband — who is also your commanding officer and oldest friend. but stranger things have happened. probably.

#thank you gabby this was a delight to envision #oc: marisol aguilar

[enchantedblackrose]

Summer Heat

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Summer Heat

Description: Female reader imagines what being with some of Chicago's finest might look like. Kelly Severide. Jay Halstead. Antonio Dawson.

Warnings: 18+ only, oral sex (fem receiving), brief mention of spanking. Smut language?

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Summer Heat

The Chicago summer air was heavy. Inside the 21st precinct was almost as stifling. Either the air conditioning can't keep up with the high temperature, or the outdated unit is on the fritz. You realize it quite possibly could be both. You suppose it doesn't matter as one point remains the same: there's no relief from the summer heat.

To make matters worse, things are unusually quiet for the Intelligence Unit. You and the team are stuck at your desks getting caught up on tedious paperwork.  Everyone is desperate for interruptions. 

Adam stands suddenly, volunteering to pick up lunch. Antonio tells him it's only nine and a disgruntled Adam sits back down in his chair.

The day drags on. So far you have attempted paperwork, rearranged the contents of your desk, made yourself appear busy without really doing anything, taken two bathroom breaks, and actually worked on your paperwork.

A sigh escapes you. You're bored and hot, itching for anything to break up the monotony of this day.

You catch a sudden movement from the corner of your eye and spot a familiar face.

Kelly Severide from Firehouse 51 is bouncing up the stairs. He nods in greeting to the others in the bullpen. Before you can get out the question as to what he's doing here, he shoots you a playful wink and heads straight into Voight's office, closing the door behind him.

Maybe it's the heat. Maybe it's due to boredom, but despite being at work you can't help but imagine Kelly giving you that same wink right before he brings his lips to your entrance planting a kiss right there. Then his mouth dips down, his tongue darts out licking at your folds. His stubble brushing against your sensitive skin and his tongue finding your sweetest spot, causing you to moan. Kelly wouldn't bother fighting back a chuckle. He'd slip a finger inside you and work it vigorously giving you immense pleasure. He'd continue to lick and suck at your clit, pausing only to say how good you taste. Another finger would slip inside you and Kelly wouldn't stop until you climaxed. He'd feel you start to shake and would encourage you to come with words and actions. Your hips would involuntarily buck against his mouth, but Kelly would be unbothered...

You cross your legs desperate to feel any friction. The door to the office swings open and you nearly jump. Kelly catches your eyes and you think you blush. 

"See ya around, y/n." He waves a hand bye to the others.

"Mhm," is all you manage to mumble before he disappears down the stairs.

Jay questionly looks at you from his desk. But you shake your head. You grab a hair tie from your wrist and grab your hair to put in a high ponytail desperate to keep it off your neck.

"You look like you could use this." You look to see Jay now standing at the side of your desk, offering you a cold bottle of water.

'Thanks," you smile as you reach for it. You place the bottle at the nape of your neck before cracking it open and taking a long sip.

Jay leans closer to you. Despite the heat, his hot breath tickles your skin. "Sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine,"  you lie. As Jay makes his way back to his desk your mind wanders again. This time to Jay.

His lips drop to the spot on your neck behind your ear as he presses a sensual kiss there. He's just told you how fucking beautiful you are and you can still feel his breath on your skin. His hands would roam your body. His calloused fingers feeling rough against your soft breasts but his touch would be gentle, cupping each one, massaging them and lightly pinching your nipples. A delighted moan would escape you and you would straddle him. You envision Jay helping you lower yourself onto him. As you adjust to his size, he sucks and nips at your neck and collarbone. Your hips would steadily rock against him. While you might be in control of the speed Jay would take advantage of the position. His hand and mouth are taking turns engulfing your breasts,fingers pinching your hardening nipples, tongue encircling the sensitive peaks. His actions eliciting more pleasurable moans from you. You would build a faster rhythm, almost aching with desire. His other hand makes its way to your ass, smacking it lightly. The stinging sensation would only turn you on more. Your hitched voice telling Jay you're about to cum would cause his light eyes to grow dark with lust. His hands urgently attach themselves to your hips as he helps you rock against him harder and faster until...

Antonio calls your name, pulling you out of your daydream. Your head whips in his direction. "What?"

A smirk plays at his lips as he carefully looks at you. Fearing that he can read your mind, you blush. Of course you're being ridiculous; there's no way he could know what you were just thinking about your colleague. Your eyes carefully dart to Jay, who has his head down in his paperwork. You look back at Antonio. You're not sure, but you think his smirk has grown.

"I asked you if you had an extra file folder." He stands at his desk, arms crossed and it's impossible for you not to notice how the stance emphasizes his perfectly chiseled arms.

"Uh..umm, yeah. It's right...Um, here," you answer, clearly distracted, pulling out your side desk drawer, rummaging through files until you come across an empty folder. Antonio's eyes never left you, but now you feel Jay's on you again. You glance at him, but seeing his bemused expression, you quickly look back in your drawer. Pulling out the folder, you extend your arm, finally offering it. "Sorry, Antonio." He takes it from you grinning, but doesn't say anything, which is for the best because once again you're preoccupied.

You can't help it. You really like how his name falls from your lips. An...ton...i..o… An...ton..i..o. Oh! You imagine calling out his name over and over. His large dick would fill you completely and he would expertly drive it in and out of you. Your moans of pleasure mixed with his name would only encourage him and you just know he'd be calling you mami or nena. And that would almost be enough to send you over the edge. One of your hands would grip his muscular shoulder, nails undoubtedly leaving marks as you dig into him, attempting to bring him impossibly closer. Your other fingers would lace themselves in his short hair and tug. His thrusts somehow manage to hit you deeper. Your back would arch further into the mattress and the slight change in position would cause your name to come out of Antonio, followed by a few swear words in Spanish. This would, of course, turn you on even more. Antonio would be able to tell by the way your eyes fluttered shut but not before you saw that smirk of his. He'd purr into your ear, telling you how good you felt and that he wasn't anywhere near done with you yet. His words would trigger your release, your walls clamping around him -

"Alright, all of you get outta here, we're done for the day," your sergeant's gruff voice interrupts you and you're embarrassed to admit you never even heard his office door open.

Upon Voight's dismissal, you all but jump from your seat more than ready to leave the precinct.

Jay easily catches up with you. "Hey, y/n, wait. Let's go to Molly's for a drink. You can tell me what's been on your mind all day."

"Uh…"

"I just got a text from Gabby," Antonio's voice calls out from behind you as he slowly approaches the two of you. "Said she, Casey, and Severide are already there. Looks like everyone is wanting a cold one after this scorcher of a day. So, what do you say, y/n….you coming?"

Antonio's choice of words cause you to blush and you mentally curse yourself. Jay and Antonio watch you waiting for your response.

"Yeah, I'm coming- I mean, yes I'll go to Molly's." You quickly walk away, leaving the two men behind. You wonder just how long it will take for you to be able to look either of them in the eyes again. This was going to be a long night.

Stupid summer heat.

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