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novamariestark · 5 months

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Slip of the Tongue - Alden Parker

Summary: You accidentally call Alden his pet name in front of the team

Warnings: None, except maybe, use of a pet name

Word count: 1681

Fandom: NCIS

Pairing: Alden Parker x reader

[A/N] I've been working on this for weeks and it didn't really end up as well as I pictured it in my head but I am happy that my lazyass brain let me write something.

You hadn’t meant to say it. It was an accident. Just a slip of the tongue. You knew for sure that Nick was never going to let you live this down.

You and Alden have been together for about six months and for the sake of your professional relationship, you kept it secret. At least you did. It didn’t take an investigator to figure it out.

You all hadn’t long come back from a crime scene and whilst you were there, you spotted someone suspicious. His body language set him apart from all the other onlookers. That’s when Gibbs’ voice popped into your mind.

Rule 35: Always watch the watchers.

You were the team’s profiler and one of the best. Many agents came by and asked for your thoughts on possible motives or to observe an interrogation. Your journey into psychology and profiling began when you were just 15 years old. When you met Ducky. At that time, he was in the middle of his pursuit of his master’s degree in psychology. The world of the human mind had held a certain mystique that had captivated you from the start, just as much as Ducky's stories did.

When Ducky decided to retire as ME, he personally chose you and Jimmy as his successors. You initially apprehensive about taking that role given the size of the shoes you had to fill but Ducky believed that you were both more than capable to do the job. As it turned out, he was right. As usual.

When you got back to your desk, you immediately started to investigate the onlooker you had seen. You started to run him through facial recognition hoping to find something. Whilst you were waiting for a hit, you looked through the crime scene photos, looking for something you may have missed when you took the photo.

A little over an hour later, your computer beeped, and like meerkats, the team all looked up from their tasks.

“Ooh, sounds like [Y/N] has something,”

You shook your head, you hadn’t found anything, just the name of the onlooker, “No, it’s just an e-mail, ignore it,”

The team exchanged glances but didn’t push any further. You turned your attention to your “e-mail” and began scouring databases, cross-referencing information, and followed his digital trails, determined to find out if he had anything to do with it.

Soon you find out that he’s got a lengthy list of offences, violent ones, “McGee?” you spoke up, shifting in your seat to look at him.

“Yeah?” he asked looking away from his screen giving you his full attention.

“Have you looked into the wife yet?” you asked, leaning back in your chair.

McGee couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't tell me you're following Tony's logic," he teased, referring to their former colleague's penchant for the saying, "It's always the spouse."

You joined in the laughter, shaking your head. "No, just wondering. I mean, I could if you're busy,"

McGee scrunched his eyebrows at you, “Okay, what are you working on over there?” he asked getting increasingly curious.

You glanced around the room and noticed that the entire team had turned their attention to you. You sighed and then looked back at Tim. "Rule 35," you said simply.

“Really? Someone set off your spidey sense?” he asked, you nodded in response.

“Care to share?” Alden asked, “What’s rule 35?”

You chewed your lip, would he be annoyed you kept this to yourself? You opened your mouth to answer but McGee beat you to it.

“Uh, Gibbs’ rule 35. Always watch the watchers,” he explained.

“I uh, saw a man in the crowd of onlookers. His body language was different than everyone else,” you explained further, “It was just a hunch, if it led anywhere, I would tell you guys,”

“And did it?” Alden asked, standing up from his desk and walking over to yours. You looked up at him. Sometimes you wondered how you managed to concentrate at all with how damn sexy he was. All. The. Time. But you did.

“Um, the guy I saw has a restraining order against him by a Naomi Fisher,” you shrugged, “I know that’s the first name of the victim’s wife and…” you stopped when you saw a look on his face, one you couldn’t decipher. Not that you’d tell Nick that, “I’m sorry, I just thought that it was suspicious, I should have told you,” you looked down at your hands on the desk, at the keyboard, anywhere away from his eyes. Beside you, you could hear the clacking of McGee’s keyboard.

“Naomi Wilkes’ maiden name is Fisher,” he spoke up with a laugh.

“Oh, come on,” Torres groaned playfully from the other side of you, “How am I supposed to kiss ass if you’re always using your superpowers?”

Alden smiled at you, “Good job,” he said before turning to walk away.

“Thanks, daddy,” you said, immediately clasping your hands over your mouth. Alden stops dead in his tracks.

The office fell into a stunned silence, and the team's jaws dropped making it clear that they had caught your slip up. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment as you realized what you had just said. Oh shit. Why did you say that? Because he praised you? Was that your weakness?

What the hell, of course it is. You were surprised you lasted this long.

You quickly looked at Alden, "I'm sorry, Alden,"

He gave you a subtle, reassuring smile, “It’s alright, [Y/N]”

Jess exchanged a knowing glance with Tim, who wore a subtle grin and Nick was trying and failing to suppress his laugh.

“Okay, stay focused still got a case to solve. Everyone back to what they were doing,” Alden said returning to his desk, “[Y/N], create a profile on your onlooker,” he said with a smile.

You smiled back, “Sure,”

***

You delved into both his and Naomi’s background, their relationship going as far back as pre teen years. They dated, he got multiple arrests and she filed a restraining order against him 5 years ago after he almost killed her little brother. He is currently out on parole. You found the number of his officer and rang them up. After the call you find that he’s missed his appointment with his parole officer and can’t be found. You decided to call metro and ask if they could place some officers outside Naomi Wilkes house just in case he returned.

“Okay, I’m done,” you said standing up, you faintly hear Nick mumble ‘this’ll be good,’ he enjoyed watching you analyse things, as did everyone else. Especially Alden, he found it completely sexy.

“His name is Jon Milton. He was recently released from prison on parole however his parole officer doesn’t know where he is. Anyway, he has an obsessive fixation on Naomi. He is unable to accept the end of their relationship. This is a possible motive for the murder of Craig Wilkes, likely an attempt to regain control over her and may even be punishment for her moving on. He’s narcissistic, he believes he is entitled to her affection, her love, her loyalty. He sees her choices as a direct threat to his self-esteem and he reacts with anger and violence to reassert his dominance. He has a violent history which indicates that he has often resorted to aggression as a means of gaining control. He’s delusional. He’s convinced himself that killing Naomi’s husband was the only way to regain her affections. He also exhibits psychopathic traits. He’s lacking empathy or remorse for his actions. His return to the crime scene to watch Naomi grieve her husband's death demonstrates sadistic tendencies. He derives pleasure from her pain and relishes in his own cruel actions,” you finished your presentation of your findings and looked to everyone.

“I believe he did it,” you added, nodding your head to his picture on the screen, “I also believe he will continue to harm those near her. I called Metro and asked them to have officers posted outside her house,”

As the team mobilized to verify your hunch about the onlooker being the murderer, your investigation took a turn. McGee began combing through stolen car reports, cross-referencing them with camera footage from the victim's neighborhood. Soon, on one of the cameras, he spotted the stolen car, parked on the same street as the victim's residence.

Meanwhile, Kasie, the team's forensic expert, was hard at work analyzing evidence from the crime scene. She finally came across all the prints you pulled from the porch banister. Kasie ran it through the database. It matched the onlooker's known prints. This was another piece of the puzzle falling into place.

As you all pieced together these findings, your phone rang. Your BOLO alert had come back. The onlooker had just been spotted a few streets away from his ex's house. You thanked the man and immediately called the officers that were sat outside her house to warn them and let them know they were on their way.

“He’s just been spotted a few streets away from the Wilkes’ house,”

“Alright let’s move,” Alden said as he started gearing up.

***

Later that night, after you all got back after arresting Milton, you were all back in the bullpen. McGee was getting ready to leave. So were Jess and Nick, but they all noticed that you and Alden weren’t moving.

“So, uh,” Torres spoke up, “Was he playing with his plants or…”

“Don’t even finish that sentence,” you laughed at him.

“Yeah, please don’t,” McGee begged.

“Okay, okay,” he said walking away, towards the elevator, “Don’t stay up too late!” he called over before the doors shut.

“I’m sorry,” you sighed, you knew he wanted to keep it a secret. Well not so much a secret, just he preferred to keep your professional relationship and your personal relationship separate.

“Don’t worry about it,” Alden reassured you again, “At least you don’t have to come up with all these different lies anymore. When Torres asks you to hang out you can just say you’d rather hang out with me,”

#reader insert #female reader #alden parker #alden parker imagine #alden parker x reader #ncis x reader #ncis

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shinsfangirling · 6 months

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some black bathrobe fluffy Parker

#alden parker #gary cole #ncis #ncis s20e21 #I love my men in black bathrobes

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kingdomrosey · 1 month

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Hot take

Parker >>>> Gibbs

Lemme explain.

Parker really makes the team feel like a team while with Gibbs it almost felt like he was separate from the team. Parker also just has a lot more character to him while Gibbs just felt so stale. It was just the same thing over and over with him, while Parker just has so much more intrigue about him! He has more things that make him fleshed out and human!

Idk, I just like Parker’s writing more. Gibbs’ whole quiet mysterious thing just got kinda old pretty quickly tbh.

#ncis #alden parker #leroy jethro gibbs #hot take #dont come for me

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ncisverseupdatesandfics · 1 month

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Where it started Vs Where it's headed next

#ncisverse #ncisverse cast #ncis #alden parker #jethro gibbs #nick torres #tim mcgee #jessica knight #jimmy palmer #donald ducky mallard #kate todd #kasie hines #leon vance #ncis europe #tony dinozzo #ziva david #tali david dinozzo #tali dinozzo #Photo created by Meta AI

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heartsupton · 1 month

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I need this framed and hung on my wall asap

#jessica knight #nick torres #ncis #alden parker #tim mcgee

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withlove-amber · 2 months

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Ballroom Dancing

alden parker x reader

(Y/N) would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little excited to go. The whole of NCIS had been invited as a sort of “thank you for all of your hard work” to the upcoming Navy ball. She had gone dress shopping with Kasie and Jessica, and after hours of trying on, (Y/N) was starting to lose hope that she would find a dress that would make her feel good. But as the trio was walking past a display at a mall, she saw a deep navy blue, cowl-neck, satin dress. It also featured a sheer silver overlay, that looked as though it was starlight made into fabric. (Y/N) didn’t realize she had stopped walking, but let out a small laugh when she heard Kasie say, “We are not leaving this store until you try on that dress.” So try on the dress she did. And the looks on Jessica’s and Kasie’s faces when she stepped out from behind the curtain, said it all.

“Wow, just wow.” Jessica said, with her jaw almost on the floor. “Words not working.” came from Kasie, who hadn’t blinked since she saw (Y/N) step out. “Can you imagine Parker’s reaction to you in that dress?” Jessica said with a smirk, once she was able to pick her jaw up from the floor. Needless to say, (Y/N) bought the dress that very same hour. (Y/N) had also practiced curling her hair in preparation for the ball, as well as practicing walking in heels. Since tonight was the night of, everyone thought it best to just get ready at NCIS. Everyone was happy there wasn’t a case, to provide extra time to look extra good. Kasie’s ballistic chamber had been turned into a changing room, with the addition of a small curtain to provide a bit of privacy.

‘Ding!’ (Y/N) checked her phone, and saw a text from Torres, saying the team was waiting for them in the bullpen. “Ooh, alright girls, we gotta go. Everyone’s ready.” (Y/N) said, grabbing her clutch and walking to the door. When the 3 exited the back elevator, all eyes were on them, followed by multiple proclamations of ‘wow’ and a couple of whistles from Torres. Kasie and Jessica looked incredible, but (Y/N) felt just as beautiful as she looked. She immediately searched for Parker out of habit, and it took everything in her to not say ‘hot damn’ when she laid eyes on him. He was wearing a fitted tuxedo, and his suit jacket just so happened to match her dress perfectly.

(Y/N) wasn’t exactly sure what to do at these events, so she just tagged along with Kasie and Jessica to the bar in the hotel, where the ball was taking place. After a couple hours of dancing with her friends, (Y/N) sat at a vacant table nearby with a glass of champagne. She glanced at a dancing couple who looked so in love, and she started to daydream about herself and Alden dancing like that. Sure, there were cute sailors sweeping women off of their feet, but the only man (Y/N) wants to sweep her off her feet, is Alden Parker. She wondered if her feelings were as one-sided as she thinks they might be. Earlier before they left the bullpen, she felt him gently grip one of her hips, as they took a team photo to commemorate the night. Maybe it was a sign?

She didn’t have to daydream and wonder for long, as the very same silver-haired man that had captured her heart, made his way over to where she was sitting at the table. “If I’m being honest here, I don’t really know what to do at these things.” he confessed to her with a small laugh. “Neither do I, Parker, this isn’t really my scene.” (Y/N) replied. They were sitting so close, their shoulders brushed up against each other’s. Alden was trying to ignore the sparks he felt when she looked at him with a gentle smile, so he decided to make conversation by pointing out that Torres had danced with 3 different women in the span of only 2 hours.

In the middle of the conversation, the song that was playing changed to “Can’t Help Falling In Love” by Elvis Presley. “I love this song.” (Y/N) said, now softly swaying side to side. He decided in that moment to make a move on the woman he’s had a crush on since he started working at NCIS. “Would you like to dance?” he asked, holding out his hand for her to grab. “I’d love to Alden.” They made their way to the dance floor, ignoring everything else in the ballroom except each other. She melted inside when she felt his gentle touch on her waist, and his gentle touch while holding her hand. She often wondered how gentle his touch would be. Months of daydreaming about Alden, had nothing on the real thing.

They moved closer and closer to each other, so there was almost no space between the two. They had also made their way to the center of the dance floor, and neither of them had realized their friends had stopped dancing, and were now watching them like hawks. As the song went on, she thought about closing the gap between them, and it seemed he had the same idea. They were now standing so close, their chests touched, and their noses oh so softly brushed each other’s. ‘Close the gap. Just close the gap.’ (Y/N) thought over and over and over again. Alden was thinking the exact same thing, over and over and over again in his own mind. So close the gap they did. And when they reluctantly pulled apart for air, they could hear the team saying, “I knew it!”

#ncis #alden parker x reader #alden parker #kasie hines #jessica knight #nick torres

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romancemedia · 2 months

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Parker gets the call of Ducky's death (21x01)

#NCIS #video #Alden Parker #Ducky Mallard #Tim McGee #Nick Torres #Jessica Knight #My Videos

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squishyhooman · 1 year

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"No one should be judged by their worst days."

~ Dr. Jimmy Palmer, NCIS

#ncis #jimmy palmer #doctor palmer #alden parker #season 20 #episode 14 #old wounds #quotes #tv quotes #tv shows #agent parker #parker #kindess #consideration

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television-overload · 5 days

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Nick sneaking up on Parker and lifting him and shaking him to crack his back 😂😂😂 whenever stuff like this happens, I always picture Gibbs in his place, like whoever did that would be on the ground immediately and with a massive smack to the back of the head

#i just love how different they are #wow i've been in a bizarrely good mood all evening and it has either impacted my ability to enjoy an ncis episode #or this really is a good episode #i ship parker and clara now 😂#her acting.... not great but idc #ncis #alden parker #season 21

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writeandsurvive · 5 months

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AUTHORS NOTE: like I posted recently, this was supposed to be short at first, but here we are now, cutting it in two parts. I'm not sure I did a good job but I really liked the idea. So I hope I did it justice and you guys will enjoy it! 🫣

SUMMARY: your husband wants to open your marriage and Alden Parker is there for you.

WARNINGS: Fem!reader, marriage, open relationship, nsfw, protected sex, piv, oral, spanking, age gap (30s-50s), fall, injury, concussion, lies, vegetarian!reader, Alden kinda teaching sex, ass man!Alden, toxic!mom, reader being her (real) daddy's little girl

Taking over ~ Alden Parker 1/2

From the moment your husband of five years asked for an open relationship, you knew it was over. Bigamy was never your thing, you dedicated yourself to one person at the time and you thought it was the same for him. But somehow, after almost ten years of dating and five of marriage, he needed something new, someone else. Of course, he already had a person in mind; his cute coworker who had been eyeing him for a while, she was barely in her twenties, and was everything you were not. Beautiful with prominent curves, tall. The woman who wears high heels and makeup every single day of their lives, no matter what the circumstances. Your work as an NCIS agent didn't allow you to be this girly kind of woman, not that you'd be even with another job. It wasn't you and you thought your husband liked it, or at least, was fine with it. How wrong.

You were not sure why but you agreed to his request. The wedding vows meant something to you; you were ready to make it work, no matter what. To be entirely honest, the idea of divorcing in your mid thirties wasn't appealing at all, especially with the job taking eighth percent of your time. It felt impossible to meet someone new and start all over again. The plan was for you to have kids soon, not your husband fooling around with his hot new coworker.

There was no way you'd tell the team about what was going on. They wouldn't understand, especially Nick and Tim, who love and protect you like their sister. They like your husband very much, he became family too but this wouldn't sit right with them, and you wouldn't blame them. It didn't sit right with you in the first place. So you hid it to everyone for a couple of months. Every night your husband was out with her, you felt betrayed and thought so little of you. Were you a fool for agreeing to this?

But you decided to stop feeling sorry for yourself. After all, it was an open relationship, which meant you could be with someone else too. But who? You had never been the type of person to go out and hook up with the first stranger you found attractive, so going out just to meet someone wasn't an option. Sleeping with someone from work? The only option was the new team member Alden Parker, who you admittedly found very attractive, but this could be a very bad idea. You were still learning to know one another and getting used to the new team dynamic.

You felt desperate and alone.

You thought you hid it well, but you were quite wrong. During a stakeout, where it was just you and Alden in the car, he didn't wait long before asking how you were. "I'm fine, why?"

"I know I've only been here for a few months, and we're still getting to know each other, but I can tell something's wrong with you. You're closed off."

You laughed softly, earning a side eye from Alden. "Surprising that you're the one noticing."

"Maybe I'm paying too much attention-- to the team. So, what's up? You know you can trust me, right?"

You locked eyes with him for a moment, seeing how sincere and sweet he really was. "Yeah, I know. It's just-- embarrassing? Sad? Wrong? I don't know." You sighed, looking around the area because you had a job to do.

"Is this about your marriage?" He asked suddenly, catching you off guard. You looked at him with a puzzled look. "You don't talk much about your husband, even when the guys asked about him. They mentioned not seeing him in a while." You played with your wedding band while looking at it. "I've been married for ten years. Nothing you'll say will surprise me."

"Think so? Did your ex-wife ask for an open relationship?" You didn't really think before talking, and immediately regretted telling Alden about it. Your cheeks turned red, and you avoided his eyes for a very long time afterwards.

"Okay, um. I admit that-- you surprised me, good job." He paused. "Did he ask that suddenly?"

Since you spilled the beans, you might as well tell him everything. You needed to talk to someone, have someone's opinion. So, you gave him a resume of the past two months. How your husband told you about it, his coworker he's been dating, how you had been feeling, your fears.

"Honestly, I don't even understand how he could've asked that. I mean, if I was your husband, I wouldn't want another woman, and I definitely wouldn't want to share you."

You uncontrollably smiled at that despite the tears threatening to fall. "Too bad you're not my husband then." You joked, but Alden didn't laugh. He softly put his hand on top of yours, stopping you from nervously rubbing them together. The simple contact felt very nice, you didn't remember the last time your husband held your hands.

"I don't know your husband, and I want to meet him even less than before, but it does sound like he just wanted to be with this girl, without actually cheating. But mark my word, he'll regret it. I'm pretty sure that the moment you tell him you're seeing someone, he won't like it."

"Yeah, well I don't know if that'll happen, so..." You trailed off, looking down at your joined hands. His thumb was rubbing small circles on your knuckles, and that tiny gesture felt great. All you wanted to do was reach out for a hug from him. You were certain he'd give the best hugs; gentle and tender but tight.

"Why not? I mean, you could get anyone."

"Even you?" You weren't sure what had gotten into you, where this bluntness was coming from but since it was out of your mouth, you turned your face to lock eyes with Alden. He was already looking at you, leaning just slightly. He stayed silent for a moment, his eyes going down to your lips a couple of times.

"Anyone." He repeated softly.

Silence filled the car from a moment, it was just you and Alden speaking through your looks. Eventually, you broke it off by laughing. A soft and nervous laugh, and you immediately buried your face in his shoulder. He chuckled too, unsure of what this meant.

"I'm sorry," you said. "I laugh when I'm nervous. I'm not sure what's happening here, or even what I'm supposed to do."

His cheek was resting on the top of your head. "I didn't mean to make you nervous. I don't want us to be awkward with each other. It's just-- yeah, you can have me if you want."

You slowly lifted your head, just enough to look him in the eyes. He was sincere. After a moment of hesitation, you reached out and pressed your lips against his. Alden immediately melted into the kiss, holding the back of your head to intensify it. Before you knew it, his tongue was inside your mouth, allowing you to taste the coffee he just drank. The kiss lasted a long time and you couldn't remember the last time you'd been kissed like this. He truly wanted you and at this moment, he was all you wanted.

Remembering that you were on a stakeout, you eventually pulled away. Growling, Alden took a second to adjust himself and that was when you noticed the obvious budge in his suit pants. It seemed...big. "Oh wow." You said, uncontrollably.

Alden followed your eyes to his erection, and readjust himself again. "Um, yeah, sorry. I can leave the car--"

"What, no! Absolutely not! It's just-- intriguing? How big are you?"

He laughed - not without a certain pride. "Nothing to be afraid of." He smirked and winked.

"I highly doubt that." You said, still looking at it.

After a split second, you felt Alden's fingers stroking your chin and pressing gently to make you look at him. "Let me take you out to dinner. No pressure, just a nice time between two friends."

"So, not a date?"

"If you want it to be a date, then a date it is."

"Do you want it? I mean, it's not a regular situation and I'd understand if you didn't want to get in the middle of this."

"Your husband is clearly failing in his duties, and I'll be happy to take over, show you how you're supposed to be treated."

"Okay then."

Okay then. You and Alden did your best to take your hands and mouth off of each other during the rest of the stakeout. It was rough, because all you wanted was to climb onto him in the driver seat and discover how he feels. How he would make you feel.

But Alden was the perfect gentleman. After agreeing to have the date once the case is closed, he kept a reasonable distance from you. Too much time with you would prevent him from acting correctly, because he desperately wanted you.

He had since he joined NCIS. But he immediately noticed your wedding band - plus the age difference - so he tried to shut his crush down. However, everyday was a challenge. You were everything he ever dreamed of in a woman, and not just physically. He felt like a teenager around you, which pissed him off sometimes. How could he, a fifty-something years old man, could have a stupid crush on his thirty-something years old coworker? He felt highly inappropriate for months, especially when you stopped talking about your husband and Alden wondered if it could mean something. For a second, he hoped you had split up before being mad at himself for thinking about something like that. Now, the opportunity showed up, and if he had to be the side boyfriend, then he would be.

It was Friday night, the case was finally closed and you were working on reports and paperwork. Alden told McGee and Palmer to go home and be with their kids, when Nick complained about not being able to leave early cause he didn't have kids. "Fine, go home too before I change my mind. You too girls." He added, looking at Jess then you. Nick and Jess were in the elevator before you had time to respond. You stood up and walked over to Alden's desk.

"Good job, boss." You giggled.

"Nick is too predictable, that was easy."

"Now what?" You leaned against his desk, and it took him all his self control to keep his hands to himself.

"You tell me. Is it too late to go on that date?" He stood up from his chair, his body dangerously close to yours.

"I don't think so, but I'm gonna need an hour to go home and get ready."

"Why are you still here?"

Unconsciously, you pecked his lips before leaving. Alden smiled at that little gesture, before rushing out, so he could go home and get ready too.

Good thing your husband wasn't home. He had texted you that he would be out for the night, with her you assumed, not that you really cared anymore. Alden texted you, asking if he could pick you up, and if he should park away from the house. 'I'm home alone, act like you'd do normally.' you answered. So he did just that.

You opened the front door to find Alden Parker all dressed up, holding some flowers. You couldn't control your grin, nor the butterflies in your stomach. "You had time to pick up some flowers for me?" He handed them to you, and leaned over to kiss your cheek, making you blush and feel other things.

"They are actually from my greenhouse. I picked the most beautiful ones, but you are the most beautiful flower."

You giggled nervously while smelling the flowers, before walking towards the kitchen. "Come on in for a sec -- they are so pretty, Alden. Thank you so much." You couldn't remember the last time your husband offered you some flowers.

"Are you sure that's okay? For me to be in?" To be honest, he felt a bit uncomfortable there. It was just a reminder that you weren't completely available. You were married and would never be his entirely.

"We're not doing anything in the house. I'm just putting these in a vase."

To Alden's relief, you were out just a minute later. He held your hand up to his car, opened and closed the door for you. It wasn't much, but those small things melted you. "Where are we going?" You asked, after he started to drive.

"That's a surprise." He smirked.

"Not to be a pain, I don't know if you know, but I'm a vegetarian and it--" you felt his hand on your thigh. His touch was soft and gentle.

"I know, don't worry, okay?"

You obviously didn't have to worry because Alden took you to a vegetarian restaurant. It was fairly new and you hadn't been there yet, so you were excited. Again, he acted like the perfect gentleman, holding doors, keeping his hand in the small of your back, telling you to pay no attention to the prices.

The dinner was amazing, both the food and the chemistry between you and Alden. The conversation flooded easily, you got to really know each other, talking about your families, childhoods, hobbies. At any point did you talk about work, nor your marriage. "I could eat more vegetarian dishes." He admitted, tasting how good the food was.

"That'd definitely be better than your current diet." You teased.

"What's wrong with my diet?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Don't make me say it." You giggled.

"Please do."

"It's the diet of an overworked bachelor, plus pastries. Tons of pastries."

"Overworked bachelor, huh?" He smiled. "And I thought you liked my pastries."

"I do, very much. I just think you should eat healthier."

"Point taken. It's nice to have someone who cares."

You put your hand on top of his, and he welcomed it. "I do care, Alden." He brought your hand to his lips and kissed your knuckles.

"So do I." He answered.

Were you supposed to care in a situation like this?

After the restaurant, Alden asked if you wanted to keep the night going or if you wanted a ride home. There was no way you were going home just yet, so you drove for about fifteen minutes, before pulling over to the Bowlero. Alden laughed when you looked at him with a grin. "I knew you'd like that."

"So much! I'm so gonna kick your ass at every game!" This time Alden didn't have time to circle the car cause you were out before him. You grabbed his hand and rushed him inside.

You started with the arcades. Alden knew you were a competitive person, he heard you arguing with McGee over a game you played together, he even remembered Jimmy saying something about Victoria being upset during a board game because you wouldn't let her win. But Alden would let you win every game possible if it meant you'd smile and do a ridiculous happy dance. He wanted to kiss you every time you mocked him for losing, and also punished you in his very own way.

Then you offered to play pool. Except that pool was Alden's game. He was ridiculously good at it, probably because he spent long hours playing with friends when he was younger. However, he was distracted. Every time you leaned over the table for your turn, showing off your pretty ass in that tight dress, his cock twitched. The things he wanted to do to you in that position. "I thought you were a killer at pool?" You teased, mid-game.

"I'm a bit distracted." He said, positioning himself over the table.

"By my ass?"

Since you were on the other side of the table, you slowly turned around and shook your hips just slightly. "Fuck, sweetheart. You can't do this here. That ass is only for me to enjoy."

You turned around again, laughing. "Looks like those teenage boys enjoyed the view."

Alden immediately turned his face to where you were pointed, ready to give those boys a death glare. But there were no boys, or anyone else. "Not funny." He turned back to you. "Get out of my eyesight, so I can win this."

You circled the table to be behind him. You actually checked out his ass too. After hitting the white ball, and watching two balls going inside the holes, he faced you. "Much better." He smiled, proud of himself.

You got closer, pressing your body against his. "I didn't pin you for an ass man." You whispered.

He cleared his throat. "I'd always considered myself a tits man. But you--" he pressed his forehead against yours, his hand roaming at the small of your back. He wanted to touch your butt, and so did you. "You drive me crazy." He just said.

"Let's finish this game, fast."

To your displeasure, Alden won, even though he did fail a few balls on purpose. On the way back to the car, you kept talking about the game, what you did wrong, even accused him of cheating which made him laugh. "Damn, you don't deserve sex tonight." You finished the rambling, as you reached the car.

"Okan then," he opened the passenger for you but stood in the way. "I'll just drop you off." He had a tiny smirk on his face, but his instinct told him you wanted sex as much as he did, but he was also afraid you just wanted an excuse to go home. "Can I kiss you good night now?"

"Idiot." You said, grabbing his collar into a fist and bringing him into you. His body crashed into yours as he didn't hold his weight back on purpose, so he could catch you. His hands were immediately on your ass, right before his lips were on yours. If that kiss in the car had been something, this was even more. You and Alden were practically making out in the parking lot, not caring that you could be seen. "I wanna see your greenhouse." You whispered, out of breath.

The greenhouse was prettier than you expected. While holding your hand or your waist, Alden showed you some of his plants and flowers, even telling you about the ones he offered you earlier. But your eyes were more focused on him, his face, his lips, than anything else. "You're not listening to me, are you?" He chuckled.

"I'm a bit distracted." You said, reminded his words from earlier.

He gently grabbed your face in his hands and locked eyes with you. "I gotta ask-- are you sure about this?"

"Are you?"

He kissed you as an answer. Then he carried you into his bedroom, and put you down, without ever breaking the kiss. Your lips were probably bruised and swollen by now, not that you cared one bit. He paid attention to your neck, finding that sweet spot, while his hands traveled your body. You were completely melting under his touch. "Have you told how fucking sexy you are?" He asked.

"No."

"Then I'm sorry. Cause damnit you are the sexiest woman ever." His hands and mouth were working on your breasts as you were desperately trying to unbutton his shirt. His words did something to your core and to your heart.

"I need to feel your skin, Alden." You whined. He stopped so you could get rid of his shirt and he took the opportunity to strip you off your dress. Seeing you in your matching lace underwear shortcut his brain. There was so much he wanted to do and say, he couldn't decide where to start.

You touched his hairy chest, kissing his pec then his neck. "Alden? You with me?" Growling, he picked you up just enough to lay you down on his bed. He covered your body with his, kissing you roughly.

"I'm right here, sweetheart." He whispered. "Right here with you."

You both agreed to skip the foreplay, and orals, as you just needed to feel each other right away. Alden was already painfully hard, while you had already ruined your panties. So he grabbed a condom from his nightstand, rubbed his length against your slit for a moment before intruding your core. You both moaned at the feeling, even though he wasn't fully in just yet. "I knew it. I was right to be afraid."

Alden got confused for a second before understanding. He completely laid down on you, stroking your hair and softly kissing your lips, chin and cheeks. "Just a couple more inches, baby. I know you can do it. You're my good girl, aren't you?" His praises worked wonders on you.

He gently thrusted without going fully, until you told him he could. When he bottomed out, you screamed out loud, your eyes rolling back inside your skull. Alden didn't hold back his noises either - which got you even wetter - as he stared down at you with pure lust. It took all of his willing power not to pin you down and fucked you hard. "That's it, princess. I told you you could take all of me." He kissed you. "Fuck, your pussy is sucking me in." He nipped your bottom lip. "Can I move, baby? Please?" He sounded desperate.

"Fuck yes, Den. Fuck me." He didn't need more.

It wasn't a long and sweet love making. You were both so worked up and desperate for each other, it didn't take long until you and Alden came undone, shouting each other's names. While his cock softened inside you, he collapsed on you, listening to your heart pounding in your chest, just like his was. Your hand was resting in his hair.

"That was--" he tried to say.

"Yeah." You agreed.

Soon after, Alden left for a minute and came back with a wet cloth and some water. He cleaned you up, while you drank and stared. "I didn't hurt you, right?" He asked, concerned.

"Not at all." You stroked his cheek. "but you're definitely bigger than--" you stopped there. His brows furrowed together and he was speaking again.

"Was he the only one you've ever--"

"Yup." You confessed, looking down at the glass of water which suddenly seemed intriguing.

"Oh, um. I didn't know," he drank from his own glass.

"Would it have changed something?"

"I don't know. Maybe?"

"Well I'm sorry I didn't tell you. It seemed irrelevant." You started to move. "If you want to pretend this didn't happen, then fine with me, I'll--" Alden grabbed your arm before you could pull yourself on your knees and brought you against his chest.

"That makes me your second?"

"One, two... You can count, good job." His hand immediately smacked against your butt cheek. You looked at him in disbelief but with a smile on your face.

"I should teach you how to count the right way." He spanked you again. Your eyes went dark, and he knew you liked it very very much. Perfect.

"How many was that? Four?" You teased and two more spanks hit you. You uncontrollably moaned in his chest, and bit his nipple. He let out a high pitched yelp, making you giggle. He put his glass down on the nightstand, - almost dropping it - before getting on top of you, face down on the mattress. Since the four spanks had been on the same cheek, it was already pink, and it sprung Alden's cock back to life. He gave your other cheek a spank.

"No biting, little brat."

You could feel his cock resting between your ass cheeks and for a moment, you considered giving Alden what you always refused to your husband. This ass, your ass... was Alden's to love, fuck and spank.

"Not even a little?" You asked, innocently and earned another spank. You moaned against, burying your face in the pillow - that smelled wonderfully like Alden.

He grabbed a handful of your flesh, leaned over and bit your ass, before smoothing it with his tongue and lips. "Alden," you whined.

"What is it, princess? Do you want something?"

"Your tongue." You whispered.

He spanked you again but was a bit gentler this time. "Louder. You need to be loud and clear."

"I want you to eat my pussy!" You cried.

"Ask and you shall receive."

He turned you over and did exactly what you wanted.

After you came in his mouth, allowing him to drink every bit of you, Alden was painfully hard and ready to go again. He teased your entrance with the tip but you stopped him. He immediately pulled away, giving you space, afraid he did something wrong. But when he saw you turning around with a mischievous smile on your face, he understood. "My turn."

You knew you gave good blowjobs...to your husband. Then again, he was smaller than Alden's so it was easier for you. As you started to suck on Den's cock, you were desperately hoping he would enjoy it. You didn't want to disappoint him. But you could barely take half of him without choking. Still, from his noises, growls and words, he seemed to love it. "Relax your throat, baby. No rush, no worries. You're doing so good." This man could read you like a fucking open book.

You followed his instructions, took your time and slowly, you were able to take a bit more of his length. "Baby, if you choke on my cock one more time, I'm gonna cum." Since it was exactly what you wanted, you took as much as you could, choked and drank to the very last drop of his release.

As bad as he wanted to fuck you one more time, Alden's cock was unresponsive for the rest of the night. So you simply cuddled in bed, made small talk before quickly drifting away.

For a month, everything was great. Things with Alden were amazing, he was an actual dream. Most of the time, you forgot you were married to someone else, it was all about Alden, Alden, Alden. He was extremely sweet and thoughtful, he cared and wasn't afraid to show it, he treated you like a princess, except sometimes during sex. You always liked sex, but with your husband, it has never been too crazy, not that it was bad either. However, with Alden, you discovered yourself, found out you had some kinks and he was more than happy to oblige them.

The team complimented you several times, saying that you were glowing. Thanking them, you saw Alden smirking behind their backs, knowing he was the reason for that glow. It was crazy that they didn't notice what was going on, or at least, they never said or hint anything.

Your relationship with your husband was practically non-existent. You'd run into each other here and there, talked briefly about stuff but that was it. You obviously told him you were seeing someone, and he didn't ask anything, not even who was the guy, or if you were respecting the rules. It felt like he didn't care anymore, and eventually, you stopped caring too. All your focus apart from work, was on Alden and your relationship with this wonderful man.

It was your husband's birthday, and as a tradition, his family and your parents would come over for dinner to celebrate. You turned down Alden's offer to go on a date, mostly because you felt like you had to be there. The families had no idea what was happening and you couldn't just bail on them.

You were preparing a couple of dishes when your husband came home after meeting with his best friend - he said. He surprised you by hugging you from behind and planted kisses in your neck. You instantly stiffed, and tried to wiggle your way out. "What are you doing?" You asked.

"Kissing my wife. Am I not allowed?"

"You haven't touched me for months. Not even a hug."

"I know." He grabbed your waist and spined you around to face him. "It was my mistake and I'm sorry."

He leaned in to kiss you, but you pulled away before his lips could touch yours. "Wait, what is happening here?"

"Did you seriously pull away from a kiss?"

"You can't just come over to me, after months of ignoring me, and expect kisses, cuddles or whatever."

"I don't remember you trying either. I mean, you've barely been home this past month."

"You know exactly where I was."

"Right, with him. Who is he anyways?"

You let out a dry laugh. "So, now you're asking?"

"I am, and I expect an answer." He folded his arms against his chest.

"Someone from work."

He stayed silent for a second. "Nick?"

"Ew, come on."

"I know for sure it's not Tim, nor Jimmy! Wait-- is it the new guy? What's his name?"

"Parker, yes." There was no point in lying.

"Oh my god," he had a humorless laugh. "I can't believe this. That's why I never met him."

"No, you never met him cause you haven't cared in a long time."

"Says the girl who only cares about her job and her team!"

"If that was the problem from the beginning, you could've just said so and asked for a divorce."

"I don't want a divorce! I love you still." You stayed silent. He was obviously expecting you to say it back, but you couldn't. You didn't know if you still loved him. "You're not saying it back."

"I've got to get ready. The parents will be here soon."

You and your husband basically ignored each other, which wasn't difficult. Between the parents, siblings and kids, you each focused on different persons and nobody questioned it. Dinner was barely getting started when your phone rang. It was Alden, so you picked and listened while he told you there was a crime scene and gave you the address. "sorry for ruining your evening, sweetheart." He said.

"Oh no, don't worry." You were somehow relieved.

You got back to the living area where everyone was. "I'm sorry I've got to leave guys. Duty calls." They seemed disappointed but they knew how your jobs worked. "Gonna get changed." You rushed upstairs.

You had barely taken off your dress that your husband merged inside. "It was him, wasn't it?" He asked, angry.

"He's the team leader, he gets the calls and then calls us, so yes." You put on some pants.

"How do I know it's really about work?"

Onto the shirt. "Our families are here. Do you think I'd give up on them?"

"No, but you'd give up on me. You are."

"Stop." You opened the door, and walked away but your husband stopped you right next to the stairs.

"Don't go, stay here with us, with me."

"It's my work, I have to go."

"Work, yeah right." He was raising his voice. "You just want to see him."

"I said stop it!" You tried to pull away but he wasn't letting go of your arms.

"You're in love with him, aren't you?" He yelled.

"Let go of me!"

You fought him off, and that was all you remembered but it went dark.

Alden knew something was wrong and so did the team when you never showed up at the crime scene. They all tried to call you multiple times for hours until finally someone picked up when Alden called one more time. "Sweetheart, hey, is everyth--"

"I'm sorry, do you call all of your colleagues 'sweetheart'?"

"Hmm." Alden didn't recognize the voice on the other side but it definitely wasn't you. He suspected the woman to be your mother. "Why isn't Y/N answering? Is she okay?"

"She's at the hospital." Alden's heart stopped at this moment. "She fell down the stairs while she was getting ready and hurt her head. I just got back to the house and found her phone."

"Oh my god," his heart was pounding. "Which hospital is she at? She's gonna be okay, right? The injury isn't too bad?" Nick who was hearing the conversation, called out the rest of the team to approach.

"She has a mid concussion, they are keeping her overnight but she's fine."

"Thank god!" Alden exclaimed uncontrollably. "Which hospital? I'll go see her--"

"No."

"No?"

"She's a married woman, so you need to stay away from her."

"Ma'am--" he tried to talk, say something, anything but your mother kept going.

"I don't know exactly what happened, but it honestly doesn't matter. Whatever was going on between you and my daughter, it ends now. As her superior, and a man old enough to be her father, you should be ashamed."

"Ma'am!" He tried again.

"You know what, you should quit. But if you don't, I'll make sure she doesn't come back to NCIS. It'll be for the best anyways, this job takes too much of her. And it's not taking her marriage. So don't come anywhere near her, and have Nick call next time." She hung up.

Completely stunned, Alden had to sit so he opened the car's door and let himself fall onto the seat. The team was staring as he covered his face and rubbed his eyes. "Parker!" McGee brought him back to reality.

"Yeah, um. She fell down the stairs apparently and has a concussion. They are keeping her at the hospital for the night."

"Okay, move Park, I'm driving." Nick said, waiting for Alden to leave the driver's seat vacant.

"I don't know which hospital. Tim, please tell me you got your laptop?"

Luckily, Tim did have his laptop, and they checked every hospital admissions until they found which one you were at. Nick did drive himself and Alden, while the other had to stay behind to finish up on the crime scene. The team leader didn't say a word during the ride, and Nick respected his silence. He's known about Alden's crush on you for months.

After a few hours and multiple exams, the medical team finally put you in a room. The doctor asked you to not sleep for now, even though you were exhausted and in pain. Your dad joined in, and you were relieved to see that he was alone. "You scared the shit out of me, babygirl." He said, gently kissing your temple. "I'm glad you're fine. The doc doesn't want you to fall asleep just yet, so we're gonna talk, okay?"

"Dad, I don't want to talk right now."

"I need to understand what's going on. You know I'm not judging you and I never will, but did you have an affair with that new guy in your team?"

"That's what he told you?" Your dad nodded.

Of course your husband lied, but you told your father the entire truth. From months ago, to the moment right before you fell down the stairs. You told him about Alden, how you were falling with this man, and how you wanted to be with him and just him. You've been a daddy's little girl from day one, and have always been honest with him, he was kinda hurt you didn't confide in him when it all started, but you know he wouldn't react well.

"Where is he?" You asked eventually, speaking of your husband. "I don't want to see him. Please, don't let him in, dad."

"He's probably getting his nose patched up right now. And I warned him, don't worry. I don't want him anywhere near you." You looked at him, puzzled. "Whether you had an affair or not, I don't care. You fell because of him. Did he--push you, honey?" Your father's jaw was clenched, as well as his fists. He was ready to fight some more.

"No, no! He was just holding me back, I was trying to get out of his grip and the stairs were right there."

Your dad relaxed his fists only slightly, but he didn't have time to say anything.

"You fell because of that motherfucker???"

Alden and Nick were standing at the door.

You never saw that look on Alden's face before, never actually heard him talk this way. Nick wasn't looking any better, very much like your dad, he was ready to fight. Smiling shyly, you extended your hand towards the man you loved. Alden took it, while your father stood up from the bed.

"You two!" You called out your dad and Nick. "You're gonna stay in the hallway, but I swear to god if you go rogue, I'll kick both your asses."

"Yes ma'am!" They both answered, before leaving the room.

"You--" you turned your attention back to Alden, who was breathing heavily. "Sit." He did, and you stroked his beard. "I'm okay."

"You fell, you have a concussion, because of him. That's not okay for me."

"Just hold me, love. Stay here and hold me." He did. "And don't let me sleep."

#ncis #alden parker #alden parker imagine #alden parker fanfic #ncis fanfiction #alden parker x reader #ncis imagine #alden parker smut #gary cole

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bullet-prooflove · 10 days

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For the NSFW alphabet:

Alden Parker, P, Q, Y, Z

P - Photography (are cameras allowed in the bedroom? do they send nudes? do they ask for nudes? would they ever record themselves having sex / being caught up in a sexual act?)

I think Alden has always been against sending pictures and videos because he knows the potential damage they can do but then he ends up going a couple of weeks without seeing you because he’s in Germany with Vance and you were giving a lecture in San Franisco before he left.

It starts with you sending a couple of pictures of you in his shirt, the fabric riding up your thighs, top few buttons undone and then escalates into videos and voice messages throughout the day because your in different time zones and schedules.

It becomes a regular thing after that when he’s working home. You in his shirt and nothing else asking him to ‘come play’. Nothing gets him to leave his desk faster.

Q - Quiet please (what’s the volume like in the bedroom? are they quiet? do they scream? do they like a loud partner? do they prefer if their partner is more soft spoken?)

I think he’s quiet in terms of sound but I think he gives a lot of praise during your bedroom time. It’s whispers against your skin and deep groans. He says things like, “We’re nearly there aren’t be we gorgeous girl, that’s it like that, just like that, God the things you do to me.”

Y - Yes, Master (what kinds of names are used during sex? do they like being called master / mistress, daddy, etc…? what names do they call their partner?)

He loves the way you say his name, the way it rolls off your tongue when he has your right on the edge about to come. Hates it when you use his last name because he feels like it creates distance between the two of you.

Z - Zones (what are their erogenous zones? what spots on their body should be touched, bitten, kissed, when someone wants to get them in the mood?)

There’s a special place on his hip that drives him absolutely crazy, the last time you left a love mark there, he was in your mouth three seconds later blowing his load because it gets him off so much.

Also running you hands through his hair takes him 0-60, you tug just right and he’s hard, pressing you against the elevator wall because he’s desperate to get inside you.

#alden parker #alden parker x reader #alden parker x you #ncis

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novamariestark · 5 months

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Uncovered

Summary: When your potential targets get apprehended abroad, you and Alden have to take their place and things take an interesting turn

Warnings: 🔞 piv (unprotected), fingering, oral (f receiving), undercover couple, age gap, pet name (daddy), and most likely poorly written smut 😂🔞 [it's 2am rn so prob some errors but I really wanted to post it. Will edit later today 😂]

Word count: 2426

Fandom: NCIS

Pairing: Alden Parker x reader

You were cursed. You were sure of it. You couldn’t believe what was happening. And you were sure Nick and Jess had something to do with it.

Since your two potential targets were being detained at Athens International Airport, your chances of catching your killer were now slim to none. It was by chance you came across this couple, finding flight information in the killer’s suspected hideout. You decided that you would tail them from the airport and stakeout their house but now that plan is useless.

When all hope seemed to be lost, Nick said a string of words that are dangerous coming out of his mouth, “I have an idea,”

And it was dangerous. For him. Because after this op was over, you were going to murder him.

That idea? You and Parker, who also was subject of your pining for the past seven months, had to go undercover as that couple. Why? Because Nick insisted that you two were perfect, because you were young and Alden was “old” as he said, earning a subtle glare from him. That was bad enough. But at the very last moment, Nick decided to give you a little extra insight to this couple. They were very sexually active.

So not only did you have to pretend to be a married couple but apparently you had to pretend to be an incredibly horny married couple.

Slow and painful, Nick. You’re death with be slow and painful.

Of course, you wouldn’t have a problem “pretending” to be horny when your fake husband looked like he was like a portrait come to life, every line and angle of his face meticulously crafted to mesmerize you.

And to make things worse. It was believed that the killer had some high-tech shit. Things that helped him hear and see things going on in his targets places.

You weren’t looking forward to the fact that you were going to be so close to the man who you were head over heels for but still so far. This was going to be torture and you knew it the second you walked through the front door of your new house.

In the car on the way there, you discussed how you were going to communicate whilst in the house, deciding on either text or paper.

It was awkward the moment that front door closed. Hopefully the killer would chalk it off as jet-lag but neither you nor Alden knew what to do. Neither of you wanted to push the boundaries despite the fact that at some point you were going to have to and it wasn’t like you could have an in depth conversation about it. It was something you wanted to discuss in the car, but you just couldn't bring yourself to.

Your phone buzzed, you reached into your pocket and the screen immediately lit up with Alden’s name.

‘You sure you’re up for this?’

You typed a quick reply, ‘Don’t have much of a choice,’

You gave him a quick nod before walking into the kitchen to make some coffee, “You want some coffee, babe?” you called to him, suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and a pair of lip latched themselves onto your neck and in an instant, you were turned on.

“Coffee can wait, sweetheart,” he told you as his lips moved to your shoulder, his crotch slight grinding over your ass. You couldn’t lie. You wished this was real, but it wasn’t. He was just pretending. His hands trailed further up to cup your breasts, you arched your back, pressing your ass further into his crotch. God how much you wanted it to be real.

One hand moved to grip your thigh. From any other angle, it’d look like his hand was exactly where you wanted it. But it wasn’t. But you still had to pretend it was.

You weren’t the only getting turned on. The sounds you were making although, he thought you were faking them, were so beautiful to him. He wanted to hear that sound on repeat, just constantly. And more importantly, he wanted to be the reason for those pretty little sounds.

All too soon it came to an end. Although, it may have been a blessing in disguise. You were just being tortured of what could be. This continued for the next few days. You were beginning to think that the killer wasn’t there but still. You were also hoping that whilst you were dealing with this torture, the team was actually making some kind of breakthrough so this could end. But no. nothing.

Over those few days, the shows you two put on got hotter and longer. It was literally too much for you to handle and you were literally aching. Desperate for any kind of release.

You were set for another round later that night in your shared bedroom but you couldn’t. the moment he wrapped his arms around you and you felt him start to grind against you, you pushed him away. He was confused. Did he hurt you?

“What? You okay?” he whispered, his fingers gently dance on your shoulder but every touch set your skin on fire. You shrugged his hand off and you felt it fall to the bed behind you.

“I can’t,” you cried softly, “It’s too much,”

“What’s too much, sweetheart?”

“This, I-I can’t,”

“It’ll be over soon,” he sighed. You wiped your tears. You could hear sadness in his voice, as though he thought that you were disgusted to be in bed with him. To be near him. You turned over to face him, he gave you a sad smile when he saw your face. You shuffled closer to him. You had no idea where the confidence was coming from. You couldn’t believe what came out of your mouth.

“Please touch me,”

He was confused, you had literally just pushed him away, but soon realisation hit him. You wanted him to touch you for real. Not pretend like you had been doing this entire time. He reached his hand out but hesitated, “Are you sure?”

You nodded, “Please,” you begged again, it came out as a cry as the ache became increasingly aggressive.

He let his fingers run through your hair and down your neck. You skin felt so soft under his rough fingertips, he ran them down your arm and onto your breast. You moaned, your back arching to push them closer to him. He gently squeezed your nipple over the thin fabric of your vest, feeling the hard nub of flesh between his fingers. He moved his hand to your other breast, cupping it in his palm and massaging it softly.

You whimpered as he continued to tease your sensitive nipples. It was a though your veins were on fire, every touch sending a wave of pleasure through your body. He had barely touched you, yet you felt as though you were already on the edge.

His hand slid down your clothed stomach and down to you tiny shorts, which had been driving him insane, especially since you didn’t wear underwear underneath them so he could see the perfect outline of your ass and your pussy. Not that you knew that. You hadn’t even thought about it.

You could feel yourself getting wetter as his fingers just slip though the waistband of her shorts, and she felt her skin heat up in anticipation. You wanted him to keep going, to explore further down your body. But he stopped, teasing the flesh just beneath it. You squeezed your thighs together, wanting, needing any kind of friction. You grabbed his forearm, your eyes pleading with him not to tease you. He got the message.

“Okay, baby. Lie back,” you did as you were told, you rolled onto your back, his hand still tucked in your waistband. Your legs automatically spread apart. His hands began to slide further down until he felt the wetness on your lips. You gasped as his fingers touch your clit. His fingers begin to circle the swollen bud, slowly. You moaned and lifted your hips, pushing yourself further into his hand.

The moment he slid his finger inside of you, your body reacted to his touch. The walls of your tightness began to clench around him, as if inviting him in further. His fingers moved slowly in and out, teasing you in a way that made you crave his touch even more. He curled his finger inside you, moving it slowly in and out. He slipped another finger inside you, curling them together. You cried out, bucking your hips into his hand again. His fingers began to move faster, sliding in and out of you with perfect precision.

You whined as he removed his fingers, you turned to say something to him, but he pushed himself off the mattress and climbed between your legs. He gripped your shorts with both hands, “Now these are just in the way,” he said, before he slid them off your legs and threw them God knows where. Without giving you time to apprehend what was happening, his tongue replaced his fingers. His tongue worked its magic, bringing sensations of pleasure to every corner of you. He licked and sucked and nibbled until you felt yourself trembling from sheer pleasure. His tongue suddenly felt thicker, almost licking inside of your curves, pushing, teasing and seeking out the secret places.

Your body shook with pleasure as you let out a loud, guttural moan. Everything felt so good as his tongue, fingers, and mouth moved in sync. His soft lips sucking and licking your most sensitive areas. You felt so close, and then he slid two fingers back inside of you, curling them in just the right way, sending a million different sensations coursing through your body. Your hips began to thrust harder and faster against his face as he picked up the pace and you felt yourself nearing your climax. Your breathing becoming more and more ragged, and you could feel your walls tightening around his fingers pushing you closer and closer to the edge. You griped his hair tightly as you came and your body shuddered in pleasure, your orgasm crashing over you with a total force unlike anything you had ever experienced before.

He removed his fingers from you your juices flowing down them and brought them to his lips, his tongue darted out to taste you on his fingertips, “Hmm, delicious baby,” you moaned at the sight. He chucked and leant down, his face hovered above yours. He placed a gentle kiss on your lips. You could taste yourself on his lips and it only turned you on even more, “you feeling better baby?” he asked. You shook your head, “No? Does baby need more?” he asked, his thumb grazed your bottom lip, you took it into your mouth as you nodded.

“Please fuck me,” you begged. He did not need to be told twice. He stood up from the bed and began to strip. You didn’t tear your eyes away, instead you watched intently as more skin was revealed. You didn’t realise you were biting your lip until the taste of metal hit your tongue.

He was now completely naked, his cock standing proudly erect. He climbed back onto the bed and in between her legs. He rubbed his cock along your pussy lips, teasing you. You whimpered and tried to push yourself towards him, but he held you still.

“Please,” you pleaded. He ignored you and continued to move his cock up and down your slit, coating himself in your juices. He looked down at you, watching you writhe beneath him.

He placed the tip of his cock against your entrance. You opened your mouth to plead again but he silenced you, placing his hand over your mouth. He pushed his cock into you, inch by inch. You screamed into his palm as he stretched you. He paused when he was halfway in, letting you adjust to his size. When you stopped screaming, he thrusted his entire length into you.

You cried out, your nails digging into his shoulder. He pulled his cock almost all the way out before slamming it back into you. You threw your head back, a symphony of moans falling from your lips. Alden buried his head in your neck, wanting to be even closer to you.

“Fuck, daddy. Feels so good,” you moaned, your brain was mush and you couldn’t think straight. Alden immediately stopped his movements. You swore you felt all color drain from your face, “I’m so-“

“What did you just call me?” he asked. You wanted to crawl under a rock and die. Why did you say that? Was he completely grossed out? Your thoughts are cut off when you feel him bite your collarbone, “Say it again, baby,”

“Feels so good, daddy,” you giggled, he groaned and lifted his head from your neck. He sat up, his cock leaving you for a moment, you whine at the sudden emptiness.

“Turn over,” he ordered, you did as you were told. You flipped onto your stomach with your ass in the air, your pussy ready and dripping for him.

He smiled, sliding his cock into you. He grabbed your hips, his fingertips digging into the flesh. He slammed himself into you, the sudden intrusion made you lurch forward, your face hitting the pillow below you. He moved faster, each thrust deeper, harder, quicker. You felt your whole body shudder uncontrollably as he drove into you again and again. You curled your toes and cried out, your screams muffled by the pillow.

“Fuck, daddy. So close,”

“I know you are, baby,” he said as he pounded you harder, his balls slapping against your slit, increasing the pleasure. He felt you were about to cum, he was right there with you, “Cum for me, baby,”

And you did, it hit you like a brick wall. With one last thrust a string of curses along with your name fell from his lips as he exploded, spilling his seed inside you. He fell to the bed next to you, pulling you tightly into his chest.

“Thank you,” you whispered, your eyes heavy as sleep called to you. You curled yourself onto his chest, his arms protectively around you.

He kissed your forehead, “When this is over baby, I’m taking you to dinner,”

You fell asleep with a smile on your face. This undercover op wasn’t that bad after all. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll let Nick live.

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