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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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How do you think Ran & Kitten celebrated their first wedding anniversary?

Well, their first anniversary they did have a little baby Blade, so they didn't go too far, because neither one wanted to be away from their baby boy. Ransom being a new father was hard to keep away from him.

My Pretty Baby

Summary: Ran's and Kitten's first year of marriage

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, fingering, oral sex (M/F receiving), spit kink, choking, lactation kink, praise kink, mommy kink, oral fixation, age regression, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.1K

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Most of the ride to the cabin you spend just staring at your husband. Ransom Drysdale, your husband. You two had made it a year. A year and now three kids. It was overwhelming at times, it was hard at times, but with Ransom right beside you, it was well worth it. "What do you wanna do when we get there?" he asks you, moving his hand from yours to slide up and down your thigh.

"Is sleep an option?"

"I did not come all this way out here for us to sleep in the bed," sliding his hand up even further on your thigh he gives you a crooked grin, sight turning back to the road. "There's some other things I'd like to do with you in the bed. On the couch, on the porch, on the counter, on the table, in the bathtub..."

"I get Ran, you want to fuck your wife all over the cabin."

"Exactly, Kitten. You can sleep all you want, I'm still fucking you," you laugh, but know he's partially telling the truth. "You could be asleep, and I'll crawl in between your thighs, so I can have breakfast."

"Would you hush?" his hand travels even more up your thigh, until he reaches your covered mound. His fingers swipe up your slit, and you release a little moan.

"Uh huh, just as I suspected. You my dear wife, you have a disease."

"Oh no, what ever will I do?" your voice drips with playful sarcasm, the cabin finally coming into view.

"There's only one cure to Ineedtofuckmyhusbanditis," he laughs at his corny joke, "You just have to fuck me. After enough treatments, everything should be good to go."

"You gotta catch me first," you tell him sprinting out of the car. Ransom right behind you, when you try to put the code in, opening the door, but he pushes his body up against your back. His tight and swollen pants pressed up against you, and you turn around to gaze into those dark blue eyes, "I love you."

"Love you too, Kitten," he responds before picking you up, and marching to the master suite. Throwing your body on the bed, before his hand circles around your ankle, pulling you back down to the foot of the bed. "You see that lake?" he asks, ripping off your dress and panties. You just nod your head, "We're going swimming naked. You're not wearing clothes this whole weekend."

Ransom jerks your thighs apart and moans at the sight of your glistening folds. His fingers run up and down to spread around your slick, before entering two thick fingers. Pressing his palm firmly on your clit, he comes back up to watch your face grow with the fiery pleasure he creates. Leaning forward he kisses up your neck, smiling at every whimper he's able to get out of you. "Ran..." you pant. He gives you a final kiss to your slack mouth before he sinks down. His mouth already sucking on your bundle of nerves.

His eyes never leave your face, as he works your tight hole. With a curl of his fingers your body rocks and you yelp, "Thatta girl, found it didn't I Kitten. I hear her purring," you roll your eyes at his stupid little joke he loves, but his fingers just pump into you more aggressive and the eye roll isn't one of annoyance, but pure ecstasy. Hitting your special spot over and over again, until your back bows off the bed, and he slows down his speed to finger fuck you through your orgasm. "That, is my favorite face you make."

Without responding you sit up, pulling off Ransom's shirt, licking your way down his chest, before you're the one ripping his jeans off, pulling them down to see his cock bounce up in your face. Getting onto your knees you kiss up his length, tonguing the precum at the tip before sinking over him, all the way down to the root. Gagging with tears coming to your eyes, and he begins to fuck your mouth.

Staring up at him, he sees how fucked out you're becoming. "My little cockslut aren't ya," and you can only moan in agreeance. "Enough. I need that pretty cunt," he says gruffly pushing you off of him, you scoot back on the bed, but Ransom gets one look at your swollen tits, and something in his face changes.

"We've got all weekend baby."

He takes a few slow blinks, eyes never leaving his favorite part of you. It's not just getting a baby that Ransom loves. "Come here sweet boy," you coo up at him. "Let me take good care of you, okay?" his eyes go a bit dopey as he crawls up the bed, quickly giving you pecking kisses on your mouth.

"Want you to warm my cock too."

"Whatever you want, baby," sitting up, he watches you hover over him, and sinking down, you move your hands around his beautiful face. The two of you just soaking the other in, until you guide his mouth to suckle on your buds. Your fingers brushing away his stray hairs, as he partakes in his favorite past time, "You're my sweet boy aren't you?" his eyes flutter closed, and he quickly nods his head.

Bouncing over to the other tit, his eyes roll up to look at you with such softness, "There ya go, baby. Take what you need from mommy. Your such a sweet boy for me aren't you? My pretty baby has been stressed out, hasn't he?" he stares up at you in wonder, and his hands tighten on your ass. "No, sweet baby, I need you to focus on you. Take your time."

He releases from your engorged breast with a pop, eyes closing as he straightens back up. His hand reaches for yours, and you press your thumb in his mouth, holding it there for him to suck on. "There you go baby. Let me take care of you. I'll always love you, always be there for you."

Another tight grab of your ass, and you roll your hips on him. His moan vibrates your thumb, and it causes you to continue to work his cock. His head jerks back, and the two of you pause your movements. "I love you so much Kitten."

"Love you too, baby."

"Now, I need you to fuck me, so we can fall asleep with our fingers in each other," not one to disappoint you grind over top of him. His whimpers and moans do more for you than even the way he feels inside. This moment between the two of you so vulnerable and so special, you would do this over and over again for your husband. You can tell he's getting close, when he pouts, pressing his face into your shoulder and he releases the most pitiful mewl, before the two of you cum together.

Laying down on the bed, the two of you facing one another, Ransom places your leg over his hip, before sinking two fingers into your cunt, and you place your thumb back in his mouth, before the two of you drift into a peaceful sleep.

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate affairs #desperate affairs AU #DA AU #evansverse #chris evansverse #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #dilf!ransom drysdale #dilf!ransom drysdale x reader #knives out #knives out fanfiction #lactation kink

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Desperate Love Masterlist

More from Ransom and Kitten. You got to love these sweet and crazy lovebirds and all their sweet babies.

It Was Fast

You Were Very Wrong

Love You Too, Sweetheart

Should Have Known

Just In Case

Heart Shaped Pancakes

Kneading The Dough

His Letterman Jacket

It’s Amazing Isn’t It

Every Time

We’re Having a Boy

Perfect and Comforting

Their Everything

My Pretty Baby

Just Ask

Jumping on the Bed

You Mind?

Switch Energy

Anders Beckett Drysdale

Secret Handshake

Peanut Butter & Bananas

Story Book

Wuv You

What Do I Do?

Mama Bear

Too Close

She’s Trying

James, Run

They’re All Babies

Not A Family Heirloom

Threesome

No Jumping on the Bed

She’s Ridiculous

Code Red

Mr. Fowler

You’ll Have to Wait

What I Want

Sweet Pretty Girl

I’m Different

She’s Been Reprimanded

Quit Touching Me

It’s My Birthday

You Owe Me, Liar

No Promises

5 Drysdale Kids

Ask for Permission

Your Assignment

Her Body is a Temple

Finally Sinking In

The Next Function

This Beautiful Family

Aye Aye Captain

My Daughter

Call Me

A Few Years Now

Yes, Sir, Captain

Tell Me A Story

Positive

One Thing at a Time

She’s Too Young

It Was Just A Dream

Calm Your Tits

Don’t Be Vulgar

Snowed In

Hugh Ransom Drysdale Was Worth It

Featuring All the Kids

What’s In A Name, Sweet Kids, Let Them Go

Family Mood Boards

Ransom & Kitten, Aster & Beck, Iris & James, Blade & Lo, Story & Carter, Lucy & Chris

Blurbs

Family Tree, First Steps/First Words, Axel had an Accident, Thanksgiving with the Drysdale’s, I’m Sick, Birds & the Bees, Covid Lockdown with the Drysdale’s, Easter with the Drysdale’s, Mother’s Day

Asks

Pregnancy Cravings, Zodiacs

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#desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #desperate lives au #desperate love #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #chris evans #chris evansverse #evansverse

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georgiapeach30513 · 2 years

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Thanks a lot for Double Teamed! It is something I didn't know I needed. I must admit I originally just wanting some Ari dom on his onw (and get to know a little more about his personality) but it got me thinking how did Curtis and Ari got into a dom team together?

Well, they do have a common friend. James Mace and Ari are really good buddies, and Mace works with Curtis. A few times hanging out together, they picked up on the vibe of their sexual preferences, and even discussed them. There are differences in the way that they Dom

Double Your Pleasure

Ari

Ari is still a daddy Dom. He likes caring for his little, and he loves when his little age regresses. After what happened with Laurie, he got fixed, but he has a huge nurturing side to him. Since Iris and Aster came along, he didn't always desire the regression side like before. Ari LOVES feeling needed.

He loves being called daddy. Curtis doesn't care one way or the other, but that name is a huge kink for Ari.

While Curtis is a bit more tender, and into overstimulation, Ari he loves orgasm denial. He's also has a big permission kink. So don't be surprised if he corrects you, "What was that you said princess? It's may I cum daddy," he coos down at you, while you whimper at his fifth time denying you your release.

Ari loves spankings. He loves to make you count your spankings, and he loves to feel how slick you become with each swat to your ass.

And oof...does this man love spitting. He doesn't care if it's you spitting, but he prefers himself to spit. Spit on your face, spit in your mouth, spit on your cunt, or spit on your ass before he splits you open. He does not care. If it's anywhere on or in your body, that's what he cares about.

He is a brat tamer, and he loves for you to push his buttons. He has no problem with pulling you by your hair against his chest, before his hand wraps around your jaw, slipping a finger through your lips, before he's pressing his bulge up against you.

Ari is hard and fast with his movements. If you want something sweeter, that's Curtis. He loves to manhandle and see your body so pliable for him. His own little raggedy sexdoll.

This daddy LOVES dumbification. He wants to fuck you noncoherent. He wants you to forget about your day. Trusting him, and letting him work your body.

Ari may be a bit into the S&M side of things. His into tying you up, and pain is pleasure, all with your guided consent though.

NO MATTER WHAT HOLE ARI IS IN, HE WANTS TO STRETCH YOU OUT. He is into double penetration, but is looking for that special girl to trust him and Curtis with double vaginal penetration.

Curtis

We did see a bit of Curtis' preferences with Kitten, but lets just dive back in. HE IS A COUNTER. He will count every time you misbehave. No matter the number, that's how many times you have to cum BEFORE getting the penis. Because of this he has great self restraint.

Curtis loves to fuck you dumb, but he really loves how needy you become afterwards. He gets off on feeling needed. "Feeling tired little one?" he'll ask after fucking you until you see stars, "Let daddy hold you, until you fall asleep."

Curtis is definitely a soft!Dom. That's why him and Ari play well off of each other. Ari is all about that punishment, while Curtis wants to take it easy on you. His punishment is too many lots of orgasms.

Aftercare is another one of his kinks. Again, he loves feeling needed. He loves making sure you're taken care of and extra soft and clingy to him.

They even prefer different touches. Ari likes you to claw his skin, pull his hair, bite him, whatever. Curtis loves those soft touches and whimpers more than the screams.

Curtis LOVES to eat the pussy! It's his favorite me, and he uses every part of his face to stimulate you in the process.

#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #DA AU #DA AU talk #desperate relations #curtis everett #ari levinson #curtis everett x reader x ari levinson #ari levinson x reader x curtis everett #ari x reader x curtis #curtis x reader x ari #evansverse #chris evansverse #daddy!dom

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Hi ! I loooved how you wrote the Desperate Affairs chapters, you did an amazing job with those.

I was wondering how the first time switching between Frank and Andy went. I'm not talking about the little dates in the beginning but more when Frank suggested the idea to Andy, in order to stop reader from cheating... I'm really curious about how Frank got inside Andy' skin, how he managed to mislead reader and particularly how their first time went.

It's a pleasure to read all of your stories <3

I love that you loved that roller coaster of a series. Listen, this is going to make some people mad at Linda again. And Rightfully so, we can't forget that she was the reason that Frank even had those photos of Ransom and Kitten. I'm assuming you were wanting Frank and reader's first time, once Frank came back....if you're wanting their actual first time, just let me know.

Should Have Known

Summary: How does Frank jumpstart the plan

Pairings: Andy Barber/Frank Adler X Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, oral sex (female receiving), implied domestic abuse, bruising, marking, praise kink, twins switching places, revenge porn, mentions of an affair, purchasing Plan B, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.4K

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You flip the mirror down in his Audi, checking out your ragged appearance, and try the best you can to straighten yourself back up. A quick glance over at Frank, who you to believe is Andy, you smile glancing away quickly. He notices the quick exchange, and doesn’t feel so bad with how quickly things happened. Andy won’t be soiling you this time. “That was...” you start, wiping around your lips.

“Amazing,” Frank sighs. His blue eyes finally meet yours. “You wanna go to the movie now?”

You laugh looking at the clock, “We’ll have to see a different one. We’ve missed the original movie we were going to see.”

“It was worth it,” he starts the car, and drives off to the theater, your hand slides over to find his thigh. Frank grabs tightly to it, picking it up to press his lips against it. With as quickly as he’s hit it off with you, there’s a part of him that wants to be honest.

“Can we go by a drugstore or something, really quick?”

“Why?”

You start to get defensive, “Why do most people go to a drug store? Because they need something. Just...can we please go?”

“Not a problem,” he goes to a drugstore that’s the closet to the theater, and starts to get out with you.

“No, it’s okay. You can just stay here. It shouldn’t take long.”

“Is there a problem?” he asks confused, and you shake your head no. “You’ve just been acting weird since we...”

“We had sex; you can say it. But we had sex unprotected, and I’m...I need the morning after pill.”

“Okay, you don’t have to upset. Come on,” he starts to get out, but you just look at him. “Well?”

“That easy?”

“That easy. Not going to force you into something you��re not ready for. While I have enjoyed the past couple days with you, I’m not ready for that type of commitment either. So come on,” this time you follow with him, his arm goes around your shoulders and he holds you close. Taking the time to peruse through the aisles for a moment. Giggling and laughing at how bizarre some of the items are.

"Didn’t expect to find you here. It’s a little odd.”

“Linda, just came to get a couple of things. I saw that I had your son on the books for a meeting?” Linda furrows her brows looking at Frank.

“A meeting?”

“At my office. To discuss his most recent run-in with the law,” Frank gives her an awkward smile, hoping that Linda just goes with it. She gives him a smile of her own before going about her business, wondering when Frank and Andy got back in on the double-teaming girls.

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Having to get something from her son’s townhouse, Linda just used her key to get in. Walking past his bedroom she sees pictures dissolving on his laptop. Disgusted that her grown son still has pornography as his screen saver. She walks too close it, until she sees a familiar face, yours. No ring on your finger, and then it all makes sense. Usually, the bait and switch game that Andy and Frank played was reversed. Andy readies the girl for Frank, but she knows who she saw that night with you.

But how did her most precious Ransom get involved with an engaged woman? She clicks through the photos sending them all to her email. Creating a half-assed plan on how to get you out of Ransom’s life.

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Frank sets down Mary’s plate for supper when the first email comes through. “I know it was you at the store that night. I’m not sure why you were pretending to be Andy, but she’s fucking more than you two. I need her out of my son’s life. Do with these what you think is best. Keep my name out of it.”

Frank opens the photo, and there’s not much to it. A close up of two people’s genitals, but he knows what the message is implying. By this time Andy should have your cunt memorized, so he creates an email to send it to Andy. His own half-assed plan coming to fruition. Frank had done nothing but think of you, since he left. Think of the soft whimpers you made as you rode on top of him. How poetic, Andy told him he wasn’t allowed to have you first, but he couldn’t help that the make out session in Andy’s Audi turned into a quick fucking.

Frank just assumes that Andy will figure out you’re having an affair, and all the times that Andy is down here with him and Mary, you’re off sleeping with another man. Every time that Andy comes to visit, Linda sends pictures more frequently. Each email is more agitated that Ransom is still have an affair, “Get rid of her.”

Frank’s obsession with Andy getting these photos grows. Even sending him the photos when they’re both in the same room. He watches Andy huff and puff, but when the little snippet of a video comes through, the anger is coming through in his whole body, “Fucking slut,” he grunts throwing his phone.

“What’s the problem?” Frank asks innocently, his own phone having the video on repeat.

“That prick keeps sending me pictures of my fiancé.”

“What?” Frank cocks his eyebrow up looking at him.

“She’s fucking cheating one me. On me! And Ransom fucking Drysdale likes rubbing my face in it. He’s started sending them to me when I’m not down here. So, she’s sneaking around on her lunchbreak or some shit. She has been leaving a lot more.”

Frank sighs, continuing to watch the video. Knowing that Andy is about to hit his breaking point. “We could come up with an arrangement.”

“No. I’m making her my wife. I don’t need her fucking Ransom and you.”

“Suit yourself,” Frank has no intentions to stop sending the photos. Every few days he sends Andy some. Each time Andy calls he hears the anger in his voice. Knowing how irritated he is, and still he doesn’t let up. Waiting for him to crumble. Randomly letting it be known he could keep you occupied while he spent time in Florida.

For once, Andy calls him first. Frank stops his research on one of Andy’s cases to answer the call. “Here’s the deal, you come here, you pretend to be me. She isn’t to know.”

“You tired of her stepping out on you?”

“I’ll make sure she knows how tired of it I am. Are you coming or not? I’ll buy your ticket now. If you could lay off the sex, that would be great.

Frank scoffs, like that is ever going to be an option. “Right. I’ll just share the bed with her, and not have sex with her.”

“Don’t force her.”

“Do you give her the choice of if she gets to have sex with you or not?” Frank knows the answer. If Andy wants to have sex with you, there’s not stopping him.

“Your flight leaves at 10:00am tomorrow. Make sure you’re there.”

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Frank sees your figure inside the house, and he tries in vain to adjust himself to look more like Andy. He didn’t have the time to grow out his beard, or to even fix his hair from off the plane. There’s a part of him that doesn’t think you’ll believe this charade. A part of him that’s ready to fly back to Florida, because this is just wrong. “Andy?”

“Oh, uh, hey sweetheart.”

“What’re you doing still outside?” you take a step closer to Frank, your hand brushing over his beard, “I’m sorry about last night. I shouldn’t have pushed you. I’m sorry,” Frank is unaware of exactly what you’re talking about, but feeling your hand on him makes his eyes flutter. “What made you decide to do something different with your beard? Hair is different too.”

Frank pushes your hands down and holds them, “I used the wrong guard this morning, when shaving, and the hair is because I was running late. Supper smells amazing though, sweetheart, how about we eat.”

Frank is overly cautious around you. Paranoid that you will in fact know that he isn’t Andy, and somehow, you’re completely oblivious. It’s odd seeing how you interact with him now, versus when he first met you. You had been a bit more carefree; your actions weren’t quite as calculated as they are now. Halfway through talking after supper, he saw a glimmer of that girl again, but then you noticed the clock, “Andy, I’m sorry babe. We were just having a good conversation, and I didn’t want to ignore you. It’s my fault, but let me get the kitchen cleaned up, and I’ll meet you in the bedroom, okay, daddy?”

Frank tries not to react, but this whole interaction sets him on edge, “Okay,” he watches your face fall for a moment, “Honey.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll be a good girl next time.”

There it is. Andy did it, he had trained you. It’s what Andy said he would do; he just didn’t think that Andy was taking it quite literally. Watching your movements, he knows you’re looking for praise. Everything is quick, but effortlessly. “You’re doing such a good job, honey,” you preen at the approval from him. It’s almost sick how well Andy has you trained.

He doesn’t notice that just his presence in there with you, has made your heart swell, your eyes constantly looking over at him with a fond smile. A few more moments, and he sees you relax, acting like you had when he had taken you out on a date. “Come here,” he tells you, pulling you into his chest. Placing your right hand on his shoulder, her places his left hand on your hip, and pulls your left hand to his, to start dancing.

“There’s no music.”

“Shh...” he tells you before he starts to hum an old love song. You sway along to the beat of his hums. Getting comfortable enough to rest your head on his chest, holding onto him like nothing else matters. Only him, and you’re reminded of who you fell in love with. It’s been too long since the two of you have had such a sweet and intimate moment. Frank presses his lips against the top of your head, and you sigh with contentment. This is the Andy you fell for.

Finishing his dancing with you he steps back, before pick you up to place you on the counter. “God, I don’t deserve you. You’re so perfect, and I’m sorry for anything I’ve ever done.”

“I love you, Andy,” you answer, smoothing your hand down his face. With a drifting hand Frank moves you dress above you, giving you a wicked grin, when he realizes that you’re completely nude underneath. “Always ready for you daddy.”

Sinking to his knees, he spreads your thighs, pulling your core closer to him. There is something so beautiful about having Andy on his knees for you, it’s not something that happens often. His lips kiss up your thighs, your head throwing back in ecstasy, but when he halts his movements, you look down at him staring at the bruising he had left behind the night prior. “I’m sorry, babe, I just bruise easily.”

Frank is disgusted, pulling you off the counter, he turns you to bend you over. His hand smooths over your backside, and you stiffen again. The skin, heated, raw, and even more bruising. Embarrassed at the attention he’s giving you, “Andy please, stop. I said I was sorry,” his lips kiss all over the bruising. You don’t see it, but Frank’s eyes fill with tears as he attempts to kiss away the pain. “Andy...can you...Andy...” your voice whines, and you’re unable to vocalize what you want. “Andy!”

“What is it sweetheart?”

“I want you to stop.”

“I’m sorry. It shouldn’t have happened.”

“I’m sorry,” your body turns to face him, and you pull him up off the floor. Your own eyes leaking as he looks at you. “I shouldn’t have made you mad. Can we just, go to the bedroom? Things feel too open in here.”

“Lead the way,” grabbing his hand you lead him to the bedroom, already crawling on the bed for him to fuck into you. “No, you’re riding me tonight, sweetheart.”

Not too often does Andy relinquish the power during sex. Everything is usually his to control, so when Frank allows you to undress him slowly, and he slinks on the bed, fisting his thick cock, you don’t hesitate to fully undress, crawling over him, and your voice whimpers as you sink over his girthy length. Doing nothing but sinking to the root and you’re already panting. This tender Andy is doing something to you, without doing anything.

With one roll of your hips his hands smooth up and down your thighs as you rock over him. Every touch on your skin seems so loving and gentle, and you’re soaking his cock at the mere feel of his calloused fingers. “You’re doing so good for me honey. You like it too, huh pretty girl?”

“Uh-huh,” you murmur as a convulsion runs through your body. Frank gets up on his elbows to fully watch you working yourself on his cock, mesmerized by the movements of your body. “Andy,” you choke out. Whispering his name like a prayer. Your body overflowing with pleasure.

“Go on, you can do it. I'm right here, pretty girl. Riding my cock so well,” he breathlessly tells you; his hand goes to your clit to work in tandem with your hips. “That’s it, just like that honey. So good, doing such a good...fuuuck...” he growls when your walls flutter around him. “Almost there. Working my. Cock. So. Well.”

A few more rolls of your hips and your body succumbs to your high, his directly behind you. “You look beautiful coming undone on my cock.”

You slowly work through your high before pulling off of him. “Don’t go,” he whispers. “Lay on me,” he spreads his thighs a bit more, before you settle over him. Using his chest as a pillow. Frank’s hands smooth up and down your back, until you’ve fully calmed down. Asleep and softly snoring on Frank. “He doesn’t deserve you,” he whispers to your sleeping form. “But neither do I. Maybe Ransom is the one for you.”

“Ran,” your voice echoes in your sleep. Frank should have known then.

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#desperate lives au #desperate lives #desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #frank adler #frank adler x reader #andy barber #andy barber x reader #linda drysdale #defending jacob #defending jacob fanfiction #knives out #gifted #knives out fanfiction #evansverse #chris evans #chris evansverse

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From DA AU, how much do Aster and Iris know about their mother's struggles past. About Andy and Frank.

She doesn't talk openly about it with them until they are older. Obviously they're very much aware of who Frank is and who he is to Iris, and all the kids have a relationship with him. The first time this topic came up the kids were much younger than Kitten had wanted them to be. She will further discuss this with all the girls especially, because she wants them to be able to look for any signs of abuse.

I'm Different

Summary: Sharon's daughter knows too much

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader X all the kids

Rating: mild

Warnings: vague mentions of Andy's abuse, talking to the children about reader's past, sad Blade, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1K

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You knew it was coming. Knew that there would be meddlesome people that would bring up that name. While it’s true the kids knew that Frank was the man that fathered Iris, you were not prepared for you baby boy to come home crying. Running straight to his room, and slamming the door shut. Harlan had called after him, to no avail. Iris’s eyes are rimmed red, while Aster looks like she’s going to throw something. Story comes running to you with tears in her eyes.

“Can someone please tell me what is going on?” Ransom walks in shortly, looking at the state of his children, and still, no one speaks. “Fine. I’ll just go to the school. Headmaster Strange I’m sure will explain.”

“Don’t bother,” Iris cries.

“Then tell me. Steven Blade Drysdale, in here now,” dreadfully slow he walks into the living room where you guys are at. His chest heaving as he tries to stop the tears from falling, “Buddy, what is going on?”

“Who is Andy Barber?” he pouts, lip trembling, you look up at Ransom who sits down, “No! Who is he?”

“Who told you about Andy?” Ransom calmly asks.

“Some girl at recess. She said her mom used to work with him, and...and, and that mom was married to him. Who...who, who is he.”

“Blade, calm down buddy, you’re...” Ransom pulls Blade closer to him, but the boy pushes his arm away.

“I’m not...not, not worried about my, my, my stutter. Who is he?”

“I was married to Andy.”

“No, you’re married to daddy,” Iris comes closer to you, but Story only clings tighter, reaching out a hand to grab ahold of Ransom’s ring finger.

“Andy was my first husband. He was who I was married to when I got pregnant.”

“Kitten, I think they’re too young.”

“No!” Blade shouts stomping his foot. “No, you’re married to dad, and Frank...Frank, Frank...”

You’re at a loss for words. It’s cruel that people would mention this to your kids while they were so young. It’s no one’s business but your own, and when the time was right, you wanted to explain to the girls a milder version of what Andy put you through, and the red flags to look for. “What you need to know right now, is I was married to Andy, he was Frank’s twin,” the girls being older start to understand. “Andy was not kind to me or Frank. He was...”

“He hurt you, didn’t he?” Aster asks, finally sitting down beside you. Her head leaned up against your shoulder, and you nod. “That scar on your leg, he did that didn’t he?” you give them another nod, and Aster traces the faint scar on your leg. “You said...”

“Doesn’t matter what I said. Andy wasn’t kind, and he...he couldn’t have kids, so he...they...”

“Pops wouldn’t do that,” Iris walks over to Ransom, even at thirteen she’s not too old to crawl in his lap.

“I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have had to find out this way. There was a lot that happened between me and Andy, and...”

“Is that why, that why...mom she called...called, called you a slut,” Blade walks over to you crying.

“I’m calling the school,” Ransom’s voice is stern grabbing up his phone. “Buddy what’s her name?” a struggling Axel comes to you, and you give him some ear scritches before he lays his head on Iris. Her fingers smoothly comb over his head, and you see her little heart breaking. “Buddy...what’s the girl’s name.”

“Andrea Gillooly.”

“Icy, give me a moment, angel,” Ransom gets up, to call the school while Iris gets in the floor, holding tightly to the aging puppy.

“I wanna see pops, mama,” she cries.

“I’ll call him. Do you guys have any questions?”

“What happened to Andy?” Aster looks up at you, her finger still tracing the scar on your leg.

“I don’t know,” it’s not entirely a lie, but there’s some things your babies don’t need to know.

“Did he love us?” Iris’s voice is so meek and pitiful, and Axel’s nudging on her picks up. His floppy tongue licks at her hand, and she finally looks down at her dog, giving him a kiss to his nose.

“Pops loves you; Daddy loves you; I love you, Granpa loves you, even Bebe loves you. You guys have so many people that love you, and even more that aren’t related to you. I wanted to talk about this part of my life when you were older. It was not pretty. Your daddy did everything he could to get us out of there. Uncle Airy and Pops too. Andy was cruel to Pops, and he got caught up in it. But he loves all of you.”

“Why...why, why did you marry him?” Blade’s deep blue eyes bore into you.

“I was young, and I thought I loved him. I really loved your daddy, but the love I had for him terrified me, so I ran to what I thought was a safer love. Look at me, all of you. All of us are here for you, and you can tell us everything. Girls, I know I embarrass you when I’m too open about boys, but I’m doing it to protect you. How about, we have a family dinner here at the estate. We haven’t had the Adler’s and Uncle Airy here in a long time.”

“Is Beau coming?” Story looks up at you, and you nod. “Carter and James?”

You look over at Aster and Iris. Iris is growing up, and you know she seeks comfort from more than just you and Ransom now, “If you want them to come, then call them. We’ll have a movie night, game night, whatever you want to do.”

Iris looks up at you all sad still, “I’m different.”

“You’re my baby, your daddy’s angel, and pops sweetheart. Iris, I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love you. I wanted you and your sister so much, and Pops was there the whole time with me when you were being born. You were conceived out of love just like the others, and you’ll always be your daddy’s angel, okay?”

“Call pops, please.”

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#desperate lives au #desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #desperate love #iris drysdale #aster drysdale #chris evans #evansverse #chris evansverse

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how is Possie's relationship with Ransom, Frank and Steve ? do they babysit all her sometimes ?

Do they babysit her? Keep in mind, Posie is all three of their first grandbaby.

Papa, Pappy, Pop-Pop

Summary: Three men and a little baby

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Steve Rogers X Frank Adler

Rating: Fluff

Warnings: mentions of James missing, nursing, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 400

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Iris naps in her old bedroom at the estate. Moving in since she had been pregnant with Posie, because it was just easier. She had been going through so much, you hated to see her alone. Pregnant, and unable to tell the father, and then when James went missing, she definitely didn’t need to be alone.

Since Posie’s birth you couldn’t keep Steve and Frank away from the estate. Both of them and their families nearly living there, because they couldn’t get enough of the little baby. And it was a constant fight between them. Ransom living here, always seemed to get first dibs on Posie. First thing your husband did in the morning would be to go to Iris’s room, and talk down into the crib of his granddaughter. “You look just like your mom, Posie girl.”

“Daddy, do you have to do that every morning?”

“Yes,” he answers picking up the baby. “I’ll change her and get her ready for the day if you want.”

“Thanks. I love you.”

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The funniest thing to watch is when Ransom let’s her lay on his shoulder, randomly turning his neck to give her a kiss, while Steve and Frank sit patiently. “Alright, you’ve held her for thirty minutes,” Steve starts.

“Thirty minutes? He got her all morning to himself,” Frank adds, reaching his hands out to hold her.

“You three need to stop. Do you not hear her whining? Come here, sweet girl,” you say reaching down to hold your granddaughter. Steve and Frank groan, “Stop. She needs to be fed, so I’m taking her to her mother.”

“I can do that,” Frank says starting to stand up.

“She doesn’t want any of you near her while she’s nursing. Steve, you didn’t get to hold her yesterday, so you’ll be the first one to hold her when she’s finished,” Frank groans again. “And you were here all day yesterday, while Ran and Steve were working. Geeze, next time Iris needs to have more than one baby.”

“Next time?” Ransom pouts.

“Yeah, I need another baby to spoil. My babies aren’t babies anymore.”

“I tried,” Ransom shrugs. “Put that cheerleader costume on, and we can try again.”

“You’re ridiculous. I’ll be back. Tell Papa, you’ll be right back.”

“What about me?” Steve whines.

“And your pappy.”

“You’re forgetting me,” Franks adds.

“And pop-pop. Are all you babies happy?” they nod their heads and you walk to help Iris nurse.

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate love #ransom drysdale fanfiction #desperate affairs au #iris drysdale #DA AU asks #DA AU #steve rogers #frank adler #ransom drysdale #james rogers #posie rogers #chris evans #evansverse #chris evansverse

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wait wait 😭😭✋ okay all the kids are sick right and kitten and ran haven’t had any time to themselves so they say they’re gonna play hide and seek and while the kids are hiding they sneak off to jump on the bed and after like 20 minutes they’re all just outside the door like

“we really fell for that didn’t we?”

😂 NO! But the amount of times that Ran and Kitten do this!! It will change randomly. The kids will be watching a movie, and Ran whispers in your ear, "How about we take an intermission to jump on the bed?" you give him a sneaky smile and tell the kids that you're going to make snacks. But the older they get they start to catch on.

Aye Aye Captain

Summary: The kids know

Pairings: Ransom X Reader

Rating: mildly explicit

Warnings: Explicit language, mentions of jumping on the bed, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 500

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When the twins start driving, it's quite comical to see their little wheels turn as they watch the two of you. Been watching you two long enough to know when you or Ransom are in one of those moods. Sometimes, it does take a minute before you actually make it behind a closed door. And you’re not sure why, but sometimes it ends up being in the kitchen, with Ransom lifting you to sit on the counter.

Iris and Aster see the two of you whispering into each other other's ears, and you playfully push at his chest with a giggle. His sinfully mouth telling you exactly what he wants to do to you, over and over again. And there’s one thing true about Hugh Ransom Drysdale, when it comes to your orgasms, he always follows through.

"Oh no," Iris says eyes wide. "Nope. No, no,” her body turning quickly to avoid looking at the two of you as she grabs up someone’s keys. Walking towards the door.

Aster looks to where Iris' eyes were and gets a clear view of Ransom nipping at your neck. Those strong hands grabbing your waist as he hoists you on the counter, and rub along your thighs. Parting your legs with his body to step in between them. Aster retches at seeing the two like that, "Grab the baby! Story, Blade, we gotta get outta here."

Blade looks around all confused, until he spots the two of you, and he just bolts out the door, already buckling his seatbelt in Aster's car, before Story comes skipping down the hallway. Iris scoops up Lucy, while Aster pushes Story out the door. “Are you two ever going to get two old for this?”

“Nope, now go on. It’s nice that you can drive now. Make sure to obey the road laws,” Ransom yells at her without removing his eyes off of you. Your hands rub against his cheeks. He started shaving again, and while he looks like a baby, the way that smooth skin feels under your fingers, sets your body on fire.

When you hear Aster's car driving down the driveway, he gives you a much filthier kiss, "Works every time, Kitten. Now as much as I like jumping on the bed," he uses his hands to fully spread your legs, tilting his head to view the dark spot of pooling slick on your panties, "I'm now going to fuck you right here. Then we'll go jump on the bed."

"Aye aye, Captain,” you whisper on his mouth. “You better make it good too.”

#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #DA AU #DA AU talk #The Drysdale's #ransom drysdale #ransom drysdale x reader #kitten drysdale #aster drysdale #iris drysdale #story drysdale #lucy drysdale #chris evans #chris evansverse #evansverse

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Expansion of the Desperate Affairs characters

Ransom & Steve

Ari & Curtis

Bucky & Brooklyn

Jake & Yelena

Steve & Marta

Frank Adler & Sugarplum

The Boys Are Back in Town

Blurbs

Honeymoons, Easter Tease

Asks

Baby Showers, Baby Showers Part 2

#desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #desperate lives au #evanstan #evanstan verse #evanstanverse #chris evans #sebastian stan #Chris EvansVerse #EvansVerse #Sebastian StanVerse #StanVerse

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A Good Friend

You Don’t Want to Know

We’re Working on It

Shut Up And Fish

It Could Work

Another Room

He Doesn’t Hate You

Uno

I Wanna Dance with Somebody

#desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #desperate lives au #desperate relations #ransom drysdale #steve rogers #steve rogers x ransom drysdale #steve x ransom #chris evans #evansverse #chris evansverse

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Story is killing me. But can we know more about Blade as he gets older 🥺

Oh, our sweet little Bladey baby!! He stays sweet, but he learns to take control when he's older and in the bedroom. He has very specific needs. So this party takes place during Lucy's senior year. She's 18, making Blade 29. This is a very early introduction to Blade's girl. She will eventually be a New!Young!Reader insert!

Don't Do It Blade

Summary: Blade's playing the adult

Pairings: None

Rating: Mild

Warnings: Underage drinking, implied bondage kink, implied corruption kink, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.3K

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Blade stares down at his littlest sister. Not only is she the youngest, but she is the shortest, by quite a bit. Barely reaching an even five foot, Blade at a tall and built 6'6" towers over her, but she still is the boss. With all her older siblings. The second coming of Ransom Drysdale, and what Lucy says typically goes. So when she cornered Blade and asked if he could be the one to "guard the castle" while she invited a few people over for her graduation party, while you and Ransom were out of town. Blade wasn't a fan of this idea.

"But why me? There's other people you could ask," he turns to walk away but her petite body goes to stand in front of him.

"Why? Why you ask Steven Blade Drysdale? Well, James and Iris have how many kids now? Aster has a new born and a medical seminar that her husband is prepping for, and Story is very pregnant. You really think that her knight in shining armor is going to let her near a bunch of drunk teenagers? Please! I never ask you for anything," she juts out her bottom lip and gives him her best big puppy dog eyes.

"Drunk teenagers? Little Satan, you know my weakness. And you want me around a bunch of drunk about to graduate teenagers?"

"You're really sick, you know that? No, I just want you to make sure that if there's a fight, you kick them out. There won't be a fight though, scouts honor. I want you to tell everyone to get out if I'm over it."

"No," he turns to walk away again and she jumps in front of me. "Stop. I said no."

"You have no kids. Don't make me do it," her eyebrow cocks up and she gives him a devilish smirk.

"You wouldn't dare."

"I would. Tell me no again."

"No," this time she lets him walk away, and she grabs up her phone.

"Story, your big brother doesn't want to protect the castle. Do you think you can bring little man to talk..."

"Story! Don't you dare use those big blue eyes against me! I can't resist him. Keep him out of this! Baby Lucifer strikes again, fine. I'll be at the estate Saturday. But I'm not coming out of my room," Lucy finally smiles telling Story a thank you.

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He hates this. Hates this party, hates the amount of people that are around the estate in various stages of drinking, hates that his sister is on her newest flavor of the next few months. Maybe the pool boy? Maybe the landscaper? He can't keep up. You like to keep pretty people employed because it's easy on the eyes, and Lucy takes her turns going through each.

Mostly he hates all these drunk girls that are willing to throw themselves at him. He knows he's attractive at this point in his life, but when women are too confident or are willing to constantly touch him, he becomes uninterested and annoyed, so he stays in his room with music playing. Getting annoyed enough and already ready for bed, until he gets a text from Vanessa who is ready for some excitement, so he jumps in the shower to wash off the day.

Walking out of his ensuite with the towel hung extra low on his hips, his tattooed arm and chest on full display. Glistening from the shower, while his thick and toned arms ripple with every movement. One of Lucy's classmates stumbles into his room, and pauses at the sight of him. "I um, oh gosh, um, I'm so sorry. I'll...just..."

"You lost sweetheart?" he asks the trembling little mouse of a girl.

"I was uh, looking for a bathroom. I keep opening up doors, and uh, well, there's people...and they're," she just stops talking when Blade gives her a warm smile with those dark blue eyes, and she bites her lip looking down and away from him. Her hand fiddles around with her string of pearls. Wrapping her fingers around the the pearls, she starts to take them to her mouth until she notices Blade's eyes staring and she drops them quickly. "I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize. So what you're saying is there's teenagers having sex in all these room?" she nods her head. "On this wing?"

"I uh, I guess so?" her legs wiggle around because she does actually need to use the restroom.

"My sisters will no be happy if they're in their rooms. Go ahead and use my bathroom, and you can lead me to those rooms, okay?"

"Are you going to um...I mean, you're Blade Drysdale, right?"

"Sweetheart, I'm putting on clothes, don't worry. Got a um, well a thing I'm going to go to for a couple of hours, so I need this party to wrap up, or the thing...well they'll have to come here, and I really don't want that. Gotta keep them away from my family and sweet little things like you. Bathroom though," he watches her retreat. Her unusually white pleated skirt, with a slouchy school sweatshirt over it makes Blade have to shake his head, "Snap out of it. You don't mess with your sister's friends. Now matter how innocent they look."

Lucy's mousy school mate looks around for toilet paper, and when she opens up the cabinet to find a box of ropes she closes it quickly. Deciding she doesn't need to wipe. Looking at herself in the mirror she gives herself a quick little pep talk. "You can do this. It's just a boy. A beautiful one, but a boy. Just pretend you didn't see anything."

He starts pulling out a few things, throwing it onto the bed, when the door opens. "You're still not..."

"Just getting some clothes."

She looks at the clothes he had thrown on the bed, "Are you going to see a girl?" he nods, "Can I?" Blade gives her a warm smile and she walks into his closet. "This will make you look casual enough, but not too slouchy. You'll be comfortable, and it won't overwhelm your overall appearance. Also it'll show off your," she points at his tattoo and gasps, "Is that..." her hand pulls up his arm looking at his body canvas, "You've got a swords and dice tattoo? You play D&D? Wait, is that Buzz Lightyear?" Blade shrugs his arm away from her.

"Don't judge. I've had a long relationship with Mr. Lightyear. You play D&D?"

"Dabbled in it. Not too many people are into it," he nods. "Oh, let me..."

Lucy drunkedly bursts through the door, "Oh no. Don't," she points a finger at Blade, "This one she's an absolute..." she turns quickly and nearly falls looking at the girl, "You are...an angel. You were kind when Story was away. Such a sweet peach," she slaps gently at her cheek. "And you," she turns to her brother, "Trouble. He is. Straight corrupting trouble. Why are...where's the clothes, Bladey. No...don't corrupt this one," she sinks to his floor.

"Where's Will or Hal, or who are you with right now?"

"Pool boy, Will. He's in the pool," Blade rolls his eyes trying to lift his sister up, but she slaps at him. "Don't do it, Blade. She's too sweet. The perfect sweet juicy peach."

"I've got a date. So if you and Will can wrap this up?" nodding her head she starts to lay down. "Not here! Lucy. Lucifer. I hate you. Ugh," his foot taps at her body. "She's out. Let me get dressed. All you guys are leaving."

Blade goes to change, only to find the sweet peach sitting on the floor beside Lucy. Her fingers brushing back her hair, while that string of pearls hang out of her mouth. "Gonna get me in trouble sweet little Lolita," he thinks to himself. The text from Vanessa reminds him he does have plans for tonight. Maybe next time.

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate affairs #desperate affairs au #DA AU #DA AU ask #blade drysdale #lucy drysdale #evansverse #chris evansverse #evanstanverse #evanstan verse #evans verse #otto white

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