#cavill

[cavillopia]

#henry cavill #cavill #henry #the witcher

[drewharrisonwriter]

Donor | Drabble | Superman

Masterlist | Part 1 | Part 1.5 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Pairings: Bestie Henry Cavill x OFC

A/N, Warnings: 18+, this is a drabble for my Henry Cavill fic Donor. English is not my first language.

Summary: Henry's kids find out he played Superman.

"Paaaaaaapaaa!" Mari's excited call echoed through the house as she dashed down the stairs, with Henry rushing to meet her at the landing.

"Mari!” Henry exclaimed. “What's happening? Is everything alright?" he asked with a touch of nervousness, preparing himself to catch his thirteen-year-old daughter in case she stumbled while descending the stairs.

"Papa, were you actually Superman?" Mari's eyes shimmered with a blend of astonishment and curiosity.

"Good grief, Mari!" Henry exclaimed in relief, closing his eyes briefly and running a hand down his face, while the other rested on his waist. "You scared me half to death. Is that all you wanted to ask?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Mari asked with bubbling enthusiasm, bouncing on her heels.

"Well, it's not like it's some top-secret information," Henry replied, guiding his daughter down the hall toward the kitchen.

"What's all the fuss about?" You called out from the kitchen before Henry and Mari entered.

"Your daughter just unearthed the fact that her papa is the son of Jor-El," Henry responded with faux exasperation, causing you to snort. Henry and Mari settled onto bar stools across the kitchen island, where you were meticulously frosting the first of three batches of cupcakes that Sisi needed for school the next morning.

"Really? Nobody thought to mention that papa was Superman?" Mari inquired, still puzzled and amazed by the revelation.

"Why is this such a surprise?" You asked, not taking your eyes off the cupcake you were skillfully frosting. "Your father is an actor, after all."

"Yeah, but Superman? Ma, we've been living with Clark Kent all this time," Mari quipped, lowering her voice conspiratorially for the latter part, as though sharing a closely guarded secret. You laughed hard at your daughter’s reaction. 

"Thirteen years, darling. Took her thirteen years to find out.” Henry chuckled and you giggled.  “Who spilled the beans, anyway?" he asked. 

"Uncle Charlie did! And I knew you were a bit of a nerd, pa, but I had no idea you were enough of a nerd to be cast as Superman," Mari teased, prompting exaggerated gasps of shock from both Henry and you.

"Oh goodness, actors!" Mari groaned, rolling her eyes at her playful parents.

"Young lady!" Henry exclaimed, still maintaining his mock shock, with a hand dramatically placed over his chest.

"For the record, I’m a singer/songwriter. And you might call him a nerd now," you began, shaking your head with a mischievous smirk, "but he's the hottest and sexiest Superman. Ever." You cast a teasing glance at your daughter and playfully wiggled your eyebrows.

"Ew, ma. Stop it," Mari responded.

"Thank you, darling," Henry smiled at you, his expression still a bit theatrical.

"So, wait…" Mari began, a mischievous glint in her eye, "You mean to tell me that you had to fit in that Spandex?" She magically had promo photos pulled up on Google on her smartphone, then showing her parents a GIF from over 20 years ago.

"We're home!" Sisi's voice echoed from the front door as it swung open. Vivi, Savi, and your youngest and only son, Teddy, trailed after her. 

"In here!" Henry called out. 

"What a dish!" You exclaimed with a playful groan as you stared at the photo on Mari's phone, as if it were a mouthwatering treat. Henry burst out laughing while Mari grimaced in sheer disgust, and Henry joined in with an exaggerated groan.

"I no longer look like that," Henry said, his tone carrying a hint of disappointment and nostalgia.

"No, you don't," Mari chortled, and Henry playfully smacked her on the arm.

"Of course you don't, Hank. You're hotter now. Total DILF," you said, walking over to Henry, playfully wiggling your eyebrows before leaning down to kiss him.

"Ew, please. I beg of you both. Stop it!"

"What's a DILF?" Sisi asked with a scowl as the kids flooded into the kitchen, giving their parents each a hug and a kiss.

"Please don't ask them, you don't want to know," Mari answered.

"Yes, I won't say either because the last word is a curse word," Henry snorted.

"How was school?" You asked your kids as they all settled down, and you began bringing out their afternoon snacks of cookies and milk.

"Oh, I thought we were having cupcakes!" Vivi said disappointedly.

"That's for my bake sale tomorrow," Sisi quipped.

"Can we at least have one each, ma?" Teddy asked, and who were you to say no to your husband's mini version? 

You handed out a cupcake to each of your children while Henry began pouring milk into their glasses. 

When everyone was happily eating and chatting, Mari filled her younger siblings in about their dad's (not-so) secret, and all your children gave their Papa surprised and then disgusted looks, resulting in a few more laughs.

Henry leaned in to whisper in your ear. "Do you mean it, darling?"

"What?" you asked, playing coy.

"That I'm a total DILF?" He raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on his lips.

"Of course I do, Superman," you giggled, and he groaned before he kissed you, twirling you around as if you were dancing. The kids started groaning in fake disgust at their parents' display of affection.

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[witcher-and-henry-cavill-stuff]

A Father's Tender Dilemma

You watched as Henry cradled your son, baby Hugo, in his strong arms. The room was filled with the sounds of Hugo's fussing and cries, indicating his hunger. It was clear that he wanted his mother for some comforting and, most importantly, milk. But Henry seemed reluctant to let go of his turn with the little munchkin.

You couldn't help but smile at the sight of Henry holding Hugo so tenderly. It was heartwarming to see him fully embrace fatherhood, cherishing every moment with your son. But as Hugo's cries grew louder and more desperate, you knew it was time for him to be in your arms.

You approached Henry, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "Darling, I think Hugo needs his mummy now," you said softly, trying to convey the urgency in your voice.

Henry looked down at Hugo, his expression torn. He adored his son, and it was evident in the way he held him with such care. But he also understood that Hugo needed your nurturing presence, especially when it came to feeding him.

"I know, love," Henry replied, his voice filled with both reluctance and love. "But I just wanted a little bit more time with him. He's growing up so fast, and I don't want to miss a single moment."

You understood his sentiment, but you also knew that Hugo's needs had to come first. "I completely understand, Henry, and I love how much you adore him. But he's hungry and needs milk. We can always have more moments together as a family, but right now, he needs you to pass him to me."

Henry sighed, his reluctance fading as he saw the determination in your eyes. He gently cradled Hugo against his chest, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head before carefully passing him over to you.

As soon as you took Hugo into your arms, he snuggled against you, his cries gradually subsiding. You settled into a comfortable chair and began to nurse him, providing him with the nourishment he sought.

Henry watched the two of you, a mix of adoration and relief crossing his face. Seeing you provide for Hugo's needs filled him with immense gratitude for your presence in their lives.

He approached you, crouching down to place a gentle kiss on your temple. "Thank you, love," he whispered. "You're an incredible mother, and I'm grateful for you every day."

You smiled, feeling the warmth of his words. "And you're an amazing father, Henry. Our son is lucky to have you."

Together, you created a loving and nurturing environment for your son, ensuring that both of you had your special moments with him. As the family grew and bonded, you knew that the love between you, Henry, and Hugo would only strengthen, creating a beautiful foundation for the years to come.

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[confessionbrain-writings]

Summary: You and your team were transferred to camp Warhorse. And even though the squad was welcoming, there was one big ass grump who wasn't happy about your arrival.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Reader

Warnings: sexual tension, swearing, implied sex

Word count: approx 2,8k

A/N: Hi there lovelies! So I guess I just jinxed myself about a month ago when announcing that I was close finishing this one-shot. Besides that I was ill for a short period and working full-time, it's now kind off finished. I wanted to keep this a one-shot but as I was writing I realized that there were already so many words so there probably will be a part two. English isn’t my mother tongue so apologies for typos or mistakes. Feedback is very welcome!

Three weeks has passed since we - my team and I - were transferred to camp Warhorse. They experienced some mechanical issues with their vehicles and had to deal with some injured, causing them to be short-handed. So that’s why we were flown in and were welcomed with open arms. 

But unlike the welcoming squad, it was clear that somehow Captain Syverson had immediately grown a distaste towards me. And to put it mildly, it bugged the shit out of me. Nothing I did - even though I came up with a brilliant solution to the mechanical problems they were facing - was good enough for this big ass grump. 

Was it because I knew what I was talking about? Because I managed to solve the problem so things were running smoothly again? Was it because I was the only female in camp and clearly not bothered to be surrounded by so much testosterone and wrapped his squad around my finger? Standing my ground and keeping them on their toes with my sharp tongue and fast retorts?

I had no idea, but what I did know was that I was starting to lose my temper. Sensing Captain Syverson’s unfairly gorgeous crystal-blue eyes shooting daggers at me when someone of his squad laughed at my jokes. Seeing how his bushy-covered jaw tensed as he clenched his jaw, almost like he had to restrain himself from speaking. It was unfair how he acted towards me, but what was even more unfair was how I was attracted to him. I kept telling myself that it was pure physical attraction, because why in heaven’s name would I be attracted to someone with that kind of attitude?

It was common knowledge that being abroad could create some sexual frustration. Maybe thats why he was being a jerk, just because his hand couldn’t comply his needs. But that didn’t just apply to men, it also did to women and so also me. Of course, I had countless dicks to jump on but that was one rule - or more like a guideline - I created for myself. Not hooking up during a mission since it would only make things complicated and probably blow up in my face - figuratively speaking.

—

Drops of sweat ran down my back, making the camo green shirt cling to my skin as the sun burned furiously. Who thought it was a good idea to train outside when the sun stood at his highest? Oh yeah, that’s right. It was Mr. Asshole. 

I was the last one of the squad who had to flip over the heavy tire from one side of the camp to the other. With a grunt, I toppled it over one last time and straightened my back. Captain Syverson wasn’t the first one to underestimate me and thinking I wasn’t capable of keeping up with the rest, but I proved him wrong by flipping the tire, giving it an extra push so it was just an inch from touching the nose of his boots. I heard a few approved and impressed hums from the squad who were standing in line. They were watching me and waited for the Captain to dismiss us. Trying to control my panting breath, I sent the Captain a skeptical look.

“Again, Turner.” Captain Syverson barked and I blinked. Again? Again what? I just pushed the freaking tire in front of him, exactly like the ones before me did!

Placing my hands on my side, I widened my stance, looking at the tire and then back at him. 

“Ya got a question, Private?” He asked, dominance lacing his words. He folded his arms across his chest, my gaze quickly roamed over his biceps, stretching the fabric which covered his corded muscles. No, don’t get distracted by his physique, I told myself. Snapping my gaze back up I licked my lips. Even though I was already burning up because of the heath, that tone made my blood boil. Was he.. challenging me?

I think the scorching temperature had melted my brain because before I knew it I answered him. 

“Yeah, I do.”

The squad turned silent and I felt how their eyes were focused on us, switching between me and the Captain. But that didn’t stop me, my hands were shaking from the exertion and frustration. 

“Do you always have to be an ass?”

A soft gasp was heard and followed by Private Johnson who stood closest to me and muttered, “Turner, you can’t talk to him like that.” I looked at him and then turned back to the Captain who had his lips pressed to a thin line, clearly not amused.

“Oh I’m sorry,” I started and watched how his eyes narrowed, waiting for me to continue. I took a deep breath and cocked my head, my self restraint had sailed by long ago, just like my care about the ranks and him being a superior. 

“Do you always have to be an ass, Sir?”

More gasps followed and the Captain’s nose flared. Clearly getting frustrated with my tone and attitude. 

“All dismissed, except Private Turner.” He barked and took a step towards me. I kept my head held high, convincing him - and myself - that I wasn’t intimidated by his broad posture, his clear eyes and body language which screamed I am in control here. But secretly it made me tremble a bit. Having him stand so close to me that our chests almost touched.

Damn it, I probably shouldn’t have said that, I was in for some punishment for sure, but I couldn’t help myself. It’s not like we haven’t been bickering but this was quite an outburst. 

“My office, now.” He bit through clenched teeth and pinned me down with his dominant stare. I licked my lips and dipped my head. 

“Sir.” 

Without waiting for him I turned on my heels and made my way to his office which was the opposite direction of where the squad was headed. As they passed me, some watched me with big eyes, some shook their head where someone else muttered ‘white or red roses on your grave?’ which I answered with a cynical smile. 

—

As I stepped over the threshold of his office, my heartbeat had increased and I realized what I had done. The hot anger now subdued. Would he kick me out? Did I go too far? Oh, I probably did because I called him a fucking ass in front of everybody. What was I even thinking? Yes, he was a dick but he was also the Captain. My own ass was on the line here and I definitely had to try to make it up before my career would end right here.

The sound of his boots hitting the floor angrily revealed that he had entered the hallway. I took a deep breath, folded my hands behind my back and turned to face him, watching how he followed my steps.

“Look, Sir, I have to apologize. I never should have called you an ass.” Out loud, I silently added. I watched how he stepped into the office and slammed the door behind him and locked it. 

I opened my mouth to continue but stopped. Wait, what? He locked the door? He locked the door. Oh shit. 

In two big strides he was right before me just like when we were outside and our chests almost met. I closed my mouth and swallowed the lump which had been formed in my throat. I couldn’t help but let my eyes roam over his pecs, which were right in front of me, since I was staring straight ahead. Up close they eyed even bigger and I watched how his shirt stretched over them as his chest heaved heavily. I could feel his infuriating breath on my sweaty temples.

“Private Turner, I can’t help but wonder if ya want to get a bad note in ya file or want to be kicked out, but either way ya have those stubborn toes hovering on both lines.” 

The frustration and irritation were clear in his voice. As he spoke, I felt the vibrations of his chest against mine. The feeling was pleasant, almost like a soft caress over my breasts which made the tips tingle. No, stop. This was not the right time to get aroused, stay focused.

I opened my mouth to answer but before I could answer he continued. “I can’t remember givin’ ya permission to speak, now did I?” 

I had lowered my eyes but quickly looked up when I realized I was eyeing the bulge in his pants. Well, up close that looked bigger as well. And promising. If he hadn’t been a pain in the ass and the Captain, I would probably make an exception to my own rules. 

“Besides havin’ this attitude ya seem to be gettin’ quite cozy with another Private. This is somethin’—”  

I scoffed and he paused, cocking a brow at my rude interruption. Getting quite cozy. He was joking, right? 

“I was wonderin’ when ya were goin’ to tell me. Ya think I wouldn’t find out, Private? Believe me, ya not the first nor the last, but I know exactly what is happenin’ in my camp.”

Oh, clearly he wasn’t joking and this accusation made my anger boil right up. Whoever it was to spread this bullshit was gonna have a big problem, but that would be something for later. My fists were clenched and squeezed against my sides. Even though I wanted to defend myself, I was still not giving in and the Captain seemed to notice.

He dragged his teeth over his lower lip - which was hot as hell - and let out a sigh.

“Speak.” The command came out bored but that was all the consent I needed.

“I guess you don’t know your camp as well as you claim.” I bit out and felt my fists besides me start to shake from frustration. 

“If you really think I would jump on one of their dicks within a couple of weeks, then you really don’t know me at all and it shows how you’re still underestimating me even though I have proved my worth a couple of times by now. If you’d had the balls you would’ve come up to me straight away when hearing this gossip but you didn’t. You can parade around camp Warhorse like Captain Big Dick Energy but this just shows how narrow-minded and judge-mental you are.”

My breathing was getting heavier with every word that I spat. With every new breath and flow of words my chest brushed against his, creating this pleasant sensation in my chest and slowly making its way to my lower stomach. But now the hot anger was overruling and I couldn’t care how close I stood to him or how I spoke. 

The Captain’s brows were furrowed but this time not in anger, it looked like he was judging and thinking. “Even tho’ I do not appreciate that foul mouth of ya, ya tellin’ me the truth? Ya haven’t slept with anyone from the squad?”

The next words flew straight out of my mouth.

“No, I haven’t slept with anyone! For the record, I haven’t sucked a dick or even touched one. The only touching that happend was me on myself by myself. Sir.” 

His facial expression stayed the same, he even looked a bit relieved, as he cleared his throat. Clearly not affected by my words and attempt to make him feel awkward. 

“Okay thanks for sharin’, Private. I own ya an apology. And I will talk to the ones who have spread the rumors. I will—“ 

Oh he wasn’t getting away with this so easily. I straightened my back which resulted that my upper-body was totally pressed against his. 

“And besides the gossip, I don’t know what I did to make you hate me but you’re treating me unfairly and are acting like a complete jerk!”

“Private!” He snapped and the tone of his voice made me shut my mouth. “I’m still ya Captain here and ya better watch that tongue before I—”

He closed his mouth abruptly as his nostrils flared. The thick muscles of this well trained chest pressed against mine completely. I hadn’t noticed that I had leveled my breathing with his as my heart thudded in unison. 

My eyes roamed over his face. His blue eyes looked a bit shocked, his bushy-covered jaw tensed as he clenched his teeth. He seemed like he was— oh! oh.. Something started to press against my lower stomach and I didn’t need to look to know what it was.

Captain Syverson stood across me with a hard-on pressed against me and somehow my white-hot anger from earlier seemed to turn into something else. Maybe it was because the fatigue hit me and I started to get aroused quite fast now, probably both. It has been a while since I felt a dick press against me and somehow it triggered my nerves and hormones in all the right but also the wrong ways. This was the Captain for fuck sake! And he was acting like an absolute dickhead, but how his dick felt on the other hand…

“Or what?” I asked and gave him a challenging look. “Are you gonna punish me?” I pouted at him and that was the last straw. 

Before I knew it he had grabbed me, took one stride forward and had me pressed up against the concrete wall behind me. His knee roughly pressed between mine which caused me to widen my stance while he grabbed my wrists and placed them on the wall above my head. 

The Captain leaned in, his face so close I could feel his breath fan on my face. “Ya better watch that wicked tongue of yours, Private, before things go south.” His voice had dropped an octave and the way he held me there, or more like caged me in, had me lost for words. 

Damn it, even breathing seemed difficult right now. What if things did go south? Oh how I wish he would go down on my blonde south right now. Morals and ranks be damned, I was getting riled up ridiculously fast.

I kept his piercing gaze while trying to control my breathing. I tilted my head and started to grind on his knee, which was still deliciously pressed between mine. The friction caused the pleasant sensation in my lower stomach to convert into liquid heat. 

He roughly exhaled through his nose and grabbed both of my wrists in one of his own. The thick digits of his other hand had grabbed my jaw while he leaned in. A small smile started to form on my face. Even though he made my blood boiI, I very much liked the position I was in now.

He grunted when he eyed my challenging smile and opened his mouth, but before he could say a word, there was a knock on the door.

“Cap? We just received a message from our injured. They said it was quite urgent.” Private Jackson called from the other side of the door.

“I’ll be there in 2.” The Captain said but kept holding my stare and his position.

“Alright Cap!” Came Private Jackson’s answer and I heard how he left the hallway. I swallowed and licked my lips. 

“Duty calls, Sir.” I purred and held his stare. I didn’t want to show that I was kind of.. disappointed? Even though I still thought that he was a jerk, I was also looking quite forward to what was about to happen. I mean I was now pretty aroused. Either way the sex would probably be rough and hard, the builded tension between us the fuel for the fire, but it would also be hot. I imagined how his calloused hands would hold my hips so firm that he for sure would leave bruises while I would drag my nails across his back and biting his neck or how his di-

“Meet me here tonight, make sure no one sees ya,” he whispered darkly and put pressure on the hold of my jaw. He let me out of his grip, walked me to the door and unlocked it. I stepped over the threshold but he stopped me by putting his hand on my bicep. 

“Don’t think this is over yet, Private.”

I was silent for a second and let my eyes roam over his face and down to his toes and then back up to his clear eyes which were turned a bit darker than before. 

“I didn’t think it was. Sir.”

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[ashbrat488]

Foul Play - Henry Cavill Fanfic - Complete

Rugby AU Enemies to lovers Word Count: 41,847

Trigger Warning: Assault/R@pe (I'll put another trigger warning on that chapter) Drug Use. Violence.

Millicent "Milly" Bailey loses her mother just before her high school graduation and decides to move to England with her newly found father, Darren, she didn't know about until she turned 16. Now she's an American from a small town in Iowa, thrown into a new country and a new culture at one of the most prestigious colleges in the world. She's quiet and mostly likes to keep to herself until she catches the eye of a handsome rugby player, Henry Cavill.

Henry thinks it's funny to tease Milly, bullying her with the help of his friends. That is until his last year of school where he really needs to buckle down and obtain the proper grades if he wants to be scouted for the England Rugby Team. Neither of them are happy when the dean, Milly's father, puts them together in their last year for Milly to help him graduate. Can they learn to see eye to eye and get along or will everything fall apart before graduation?

Started: June 15, 2023 Finished: September 27, 2023

Wattpad link here

Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Epilogue

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Paladin Cavill.

Oath of Conquest.

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Henry Cavill

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[nightmareinglamstreet]

I CANNOT AT HOW HOT HE WAS HERE AND HOW HOT HE IS. HE SERIOUSLY AGES LIKE CHOCOLATE. I NEED HIM TO WRECK SO BAD OR GET A DOPPELGANGER AS MY HUSBAND <3

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Henry Cavill In 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝑪𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐.

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Henry Cavill in black and white hits different

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New Henry Cavill for People Entertainment ❤️

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[confessionbrain-writings]

Thrilling Evening part one - Syverson

Summary: It’s been a while since you and your two best friends went out since your breakup. The three of you having a long lasting friendship based on the most ridiculous and challenging bets. After losing a bet against them where you have to wear your vibrating panties for the evening the three end up in a bar where you meet this handsome man. Which makes your evening even more thrilling…

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Reader

Warnings: kissing, grabbing, implied smut

A/N: Haven’t been on Tumblr for a few years but am now back since watching The Witcher and falling totally in love with Henry Cavill. After reading some of the most amazing (smut) fics (from @sillyrabbit81​, @littlefreya​ and @hertzwritings​ ) with some of his amazing characters I decided to give it a go myself. This story has been in my head for days and here is me trying to write it out. Hopefully you enjoy it too. Please let me know if I am missing something. Feedback is very welcome!

P.S. English isn’t my mother tongue so apologies if some parts are not quite right, I’m trying :)

Thrilling evening

“Oh come on Y/N!” Cassie says while twirling your unused vibrating panties around her fingers with a smirk on her face. 

“It’s such a shame you never got to wear these when you were with Colin” You roll your eyes at her statement. 

“As if these panties could have saved our dead boring relationship” you responded. 

You had a relationship with Colin for almost 2 years but the more time passed you realized that this wasn’t going to work. Even though he was a super sweet and quite handsome accountant you missed the thrill in your relationship. He was way too soft for you and your needs. The biggest turn off for you was his reaction to that one time when you bought a very revealing body with matching handcuffs. His eyes widened like a deer in headlights telling you that “no way you put that on looking like a whore”. Not to speak of the fact that you had your left nipple pierced and ordered the vibrating panties, which you unfortunately never got to wear with him.

Your two best friends since high school, Cassie and Lauren, had shared their thoughts on how Colin was quite a marshmallow and you probably should’ve listened to them earlier. Oh well, even though the first few weeks were a bit of a bummer you weren’t that heartbroken over him and actually enjoyed your time being single. 

The three of you went out more often just like the good old days when Lauren came up with this idea of playing a game to spice things up. Before going out you rounded up at Cassie’s place who lived in the city center with loads of bars, pubs and clubs around the corner. Before leaving you got ready together and played the ‘blow out’ game which you all quite mastered by now.

On the table there would be a glass filled with tequila topped with a deck of cards where you had to blow off at least one card but also not all of them. The previous loser got to come up with the new ‘loser prize’ and since you lost last time, where you had to make out with 5 people within the hour, you brought the vibrating panties which you hadn’t be able to use yet. Thinking that this would bring you all some fun and the thought of Lauren of Cassie wearing them in public while controlling them brought you to tears.

The excitement rising in the three of you as the deck got thinner and thinner. It was your turn to blow the deck consisting of a few cards. Taking a deep breath you let if out slowly resulting in four cards flying off the deck which now consisted of two cards. You already felt the victory. 

“Oh fuck you Y/N!” Lauren complained while Cassie leaned over the table onto her arms to observe the cards. You gleamed while taking a sip of your drink and humming to the music that was playing.

“Nice to know that these panties won’t go to waste and will give us some fun tonight”. 

You wiggled your brow at Cassie who kept looking skeptically at Lauren and the deck. 

“I’m not so sure who will have the most fun though” Lauren said while also leaning forward onto the table.

Cassie took a big breath and began to blow slow and subtle. Most of the times she would blow neither or all the cards when there were such few left. At first the cards didn’t budge but when she blew a bit harder one of the two remaining cards flew off the deck onto the table. Resulting in Cassie coming up cheering and pointing at you.

“Fuck you bitch!” She yelled with triumph and made a victory dance move. Lauren started laughing too and clapped her hands.

“Seems like you get to wear them yourself after all girl!” She said while bending forward blowing the last card of the deck revealing the glass filled with tequila.

Your eyes widened. “Oh fuck me!” Slamming the table with your hands Cassie shoved the glass in your direction while twirling the panties in your face. You didn’t expect to lose this round.

“Bottoms up and panty’s on!” she smirked which made you all laugh out loud.

“Oh heavens, may the Lord have my soul tonight” you sigh picking the glass up while Cassie and Lauren gave each other a high five. You set your lips against the glass and tilt it back so the two gulps of tequila made its way through your throat leaving a burning sting. 

“You go girl!” Lauren cheered you on while Cassie cooed for you.

“Urgh” you grunt while slamming the glass on the table. “Didn’t think I would lose again tonight”

Cassie grinned “Not so sure if you are really losing tonight though, it’s kind of a win win situation knowing you’ll get an orgasm without having to do anything for it!”. 

You chuckle at her words and shake your head. Lauren got up and stretched.

“Alright time to get dressed and head to the pub”. 

The three of you got up and got dressed. Since you were going to a pub you decided not to go too classy but the unwritten rule was to at least wear something with heels. Cassie wearing a denim short with a deep blue sleeveless turtle neck. Lauren went for a body con army green dress with some deep brown boots while you put on a short skirt, deep cut long sleeved red shirt and some black heels and of course your vibrating panties. 

“Okay all good to go” you say after checking your make-up in the mirror. You covered your eyelashes with a layer of mascara and went for a deep red lipstick which makes your lips pop. 

“Yeah almost, just one more thing…” Lauren says when you’re checking the mirror and touched up your deep brown hair. While looking in the mirror you suddenly feel the panties vibrate which makes you yelp, the unexpected vibrating sensation reaching your core.

“Oh God” you squeaked at the sensation making Lauren and Cassie laugh out loud. Looking over at Lauren who holds the small controller of the panties and waving with it. She turned it off and you let out a sigh in relieve.

“You girls are gonna be the death of me tonight” with these words you got your bag and head to the door.

“Oh we’re gonna have so much fun with this” Cassie said while pulling the door shut behind her back leaving for the pub.

Not even twenty minutes later you arrived at the pub which was already buzzing with loads of people sipping mostly beer, playing darts or having a chat while in the corner a few people were moving to the loud music blasting. 

On the way to the pub your friends teased you by turning the panties on to the maximum level which made you sat down on the sidewalk, clutching your thighs together while the intense vibrations shot a throbbing feeling through your pit making it hard to stand, let alone walk.

The tree of you laughing so hard that you stopped walking and trying to catch your breath. This is going to be a difficult evening for you knowing that your friends will tease you all night, already regretting choosing the panties as the loser prize for the blow out game.

“Okay girls, the usual?” You asked when Lauren and Cassie took a seat at the booth.

“Yes please, and maybe a single orgasm for you?” Cassie asked while taking over the controller from Lauren and pressing the button which made you lunge forward on the table squeezing your legs shut while a “fuck” crumpled over your lips. 

Thankfully she turned it off quickly while smirking at Lauren. “I already think this will be my favorite loser prize of all time” Lauren nodding at her statement.

“Can we please have a little more time between the torture, especially when we are here now. I would really like to enjoy it without coming near an orgasm every few minutes” 

Both Cassie and Lauren smiled and nodded at you while you were making your way towards the bar to get your drinks. Bartender Mike was just taking an order which gives you time to look around to see who was at the bar. Seeing some strangers and a few familiar faces you’ve seen before, who waved at you when they saw you looking. Waving back with a smile you turned your head looking indirectly at the people at the bar through the mirror plastered to the wall.

At the bar there were sitting four quite massive men, by their looks you are guessing army guys or at least somewhat which contains physical labor. 

Your eyes glided over the man sitting closest to you, who was wearing a black Lynyard Skynyrd shirt which almost seem to pop at the seams by his strong bulking arms. Eyes trailing over the rest of his robust feature ending at his face, covered by a bushy beard, a buzz cut and the most beautiful bright, blue eyes. He picked up the glass with whiskey Mike just put down for him and raised his glass towards the other men. His eyes locked with yours in the mirror giving you a wink before taking a sip of his drink. Holy fuck he was pretty hot.

“Hey Y/N what can I get you girls?” Mike asked while leaning over to you so you could hear him over the music, snapping out of the stranger’s gaze.

“Three Jack and Coke please” you answer while letting out a small breath you didn’t know you were holding. Reaching in your bag for your card you felt that either Cassie of Lauren had pressed the button again but this time the vibrations are a little more intense causing you to gasp and snap your hands at the bar which caught the attention from the blue eyed stranger next to you.

“Ya alright darlin’?” The stranger asked with a strong Southern accent, turning his body to you while his eyes shamelessly roamed over your body. Damn he was handsome.

“Yeah.. I-I’m good” you managed to answer looking over your shoulder at your friends who laughed and waved at you which you answered by flipping your middle finger. The vibrations turned down to a lower level which makes you sigh with relieve and turning back to the bar, handing your card to Mike. Looking at the stranger directly you see him looking at you curiously wondering what made you slam the bar.

“Your mother never taught you that staring is rude?” You ask him.

“Well, my momma told me loads of things. One of them was to only look an’ no touch” he replied with one side of his lip curling up. 

Mike handing your card back which you put back into your bag while placing the drinks in front of you. “Cheers!”

Maybe it was the glass tequila you gulped before or the fact that the vibrating panties caused a throbbing feeling, or probably both, you felt cheeky and leaned over to the stranger. 

“Oh did she now? Well isn’t that a shame” you replied only so he could hear, his curled lip turned into a deep chuckle increasing the wetness between your legs. 

“Did your momma never tell ya not talk to strangers?” 

“Well, maybe you should tell me your name then”

“Of course, apologies for my manners. The name is Sy” He extends his hand, grabbing yours while placing a soft kiss on the back of your hand, feeling his beard flutter your hand making you shudder. 

“What’s ya name sweetheart?” Sy asked, still holding your hand, while his clear blue eyes staring right into yours, making you feel weak.

“Nice to meet you Sy, my name is..” before you can finish your sentence you feel the vibrations switching to maximum power causing you to gasp and squeezing Sy’s hand hard while leaning into him. 

Sy cocks his eyebrow and looks over seeing your friends having a very good time teasing you. Noticing the small remote on their table, seeing you squirm and feeling the slightest vibrations coming from between your legs against him makes him connect the dots. His eyes begin the glisten as he smirks and turns his body to yours, opening up you fall into his embrace. Clutching onto his biceps while leaning closer to him, feeling his strong, massive chest against yours while his lips brush against your ears.

“Well Sugar if I’m not mistakin’ I would say you’re gettin’ pretty close already”

The drinks clouding your mind, the vibrating curse between your legs and the feeling of Sy his body pressed against yours makes you almost lose it causing you to let out a soft moan. 

“Oh.. Sy” you mutter while holding on to him for dear life. You are definitely going to kill your friends for this. Leaning into a strangers, even though handsome, arms while almost falling apart.

“Damn girl, look at ya” Sy grunts, shifting his colossal hands to your waist giving it a squeeze making your skin cover with goosebumps. Even though you just met something about him makes you feel safe and at ease.

“I ain’t even tryin’ and ya already be falling apart in my arms. Guess I should thank ya lovely friends for that but I would rather let ya scream my name myself”

His whiskey scented breath flows over your face while you’re trying your best to keep it together. The warmth of Sy’s hands and chest radiating yours making you wonder how it would feel when those hands would roam over your body, ripping off your clothes and taking you vigorously, feeling his hot skin slapping yours.

“I-I can’t..” You start to whisper but your orgasm washes over you like a big wave, you dig your nails into Sy’s arms leaving small crescent shapes into his skin which makes his nose flair whilst hearing him grunt. 

He jumps off the bar stool, said a quick “see ya” to his mates whilst gripping your arm and dragging you with him towards the back door of the bar which leads to an abandoned alley. You manage to quickly glance over at Cassie and Lauren who watched you wiggling their brows and holding a thumbs up, luckily they are the only ones who noticed what was going on while the rest of the visitors just continued their drinks and chats like nothing happend.

The cool midnight air welcome you and you feel the vibration panties stop, probably because you are now out of reach of the remote or that your friends turned it off. Sy spins you around against the wall, caging you between his bulging arms by putting his hands next to your head.

“Do ya have any idea how hot that was and how much I had to keep myself together for not fuckin’ ya right there on the bar?” 

Still coming down from your high, his dirty words and panting chest brushing against yours makes you slip a moan while you grind your hips into his. You let your hands roam over his chest just like you imagined when you were inside, feeling his buffed, muscular chest under your palms making you feel weak.

“Oh you have no idea how badly I want that” your reply makes him lower his arms, grasping your waist again while grinding back into you and slamming his lips onto yours.

He’s kissing you full with need, almost aggressively but you don’t mind. The feeling of his lips crashing onto yours heats the hot pool in your throbbing core while you claw at his neck and buzzcut.

Sy’s hands roam over your ass, squeezing it tightly and lifting you up against the wall. You wrap your legs around his waist, giving him more space to come closer to you and feel his hard groin rubbing against your sensitive mound. He backs away from the kiss, both of you panting while he is staring at you with dark, lustful eyes. 

“Fuckin’ hell Sugar, ya in for a ride?”

“Yes Sy.. please” you beg him which turns a smirk on his face.

“One thing first tho”

You looked at him confused. “What?”

“Whatcha name? Than I know what to call ya while I fuck the livin’ shit out of ya”

A/N 2:

Once again, this is my first ever go on writing something like this. What happends next is already in my head but I haven’t got it on paper yet. Please let me know what you think and if I should write a part 2.

A/N 3: Read part two here

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Flower In The Desert - Chapter 2

Captain Syverson Fanfic

"Okay, follow me and don't mind Sy." Harper chuckles, leading them toward Syverson, who was engaged in conversation with some other men. Violet brought up the rear of the group with Matt, keeping her eyes on Syverson. He had somehow managed to become even more imposing, his muscles straining against the red t-shirt he wore. His dark curls were now replaced with a buzz cut, a change that suited him just as well. She cleared her throat, and his gaze immediately locked onto hers as he turned in their direction.

"Sy, the convoy just rolled in."

Syverson nodded, pushing his sunglasses up to rest on top of his head as the group approached him, his eyes first falling on Violet. The woman standing before him was no longer the teenager he had last seen. He cleared his throat, tearing his gaze away from her, reminding himself that now was not the time to be distracted. "Gentlemen, and lady," he greeted them, offering Violet a small smile as his warm Southern accent washed over her, igniting a spark inside her. "Your job is to keep the water flowing. That's it."

He turned quickly toward a rundown building behind him, where music was already blaring. Violet soon realized that this would serve as their sleeping quarters, feeling the eyes of a few of the other men on her. Matt instinctively moved closer behind her as the group followed Syverson.

Syverson pointed out his own room before leading them to the room next door. He stopped, turning to Violet. "I'm sorry, we don't have private quarters for you..."

"It's fine," she scoffed, pushing past the men to claim a top bunk inside the small room. "I don't need or want special treatment..."

***

Once everyone was settled and had something to eat, the guys started playing cards. Violet wandered through the dark to the front of the building, where Syverson sat alone on the steps. Taking a seat beside him, she nudged his shoulder, prompting him to look at her. "My father warned you I was coming, didn't he?"

"He did," he responded softly, looking at the ground as she sighed. "He just gave me a heads up."

"And told you to protect me..."

"I would have done that anyways," he stated, looking back at her as the moonlight highlighted her golden eyes.

"I don't need your protection," she scoffed, shaking her head. "And I don't need him interfering either."

"Are you talking back to your commanding officer, Lieutenant?"

She giggled as he smiled, nudging her shoulder playfully as she calmed down. They sat in silence for a few minutes before she looked back at him once more. "It's been a while since I've seen you. You've filled out, Eddie."

Syverson chuckled, standing up in front of her and turning to face her as he crossed his arms over his chest. "First of all, don't you dare call me Eddie again. Especially in front of any of the men. It is Captain or Sy. You understand?"

She smiled at his stern tone, standing up directly in front of him as his tongue darted out over his lips. "Or what?"

Her defiance sent a jolt of electricity through him, causing his cock to twitch as she raised her chin to him, waiting for a response. "I do not need a woman coming out here and messing up the already fragile system that is in place. Now I won't treat you any differently than the men if you adhere to a few rules."

She sighed, crossing her arms over her chest as she took a step toward him. "Go on."

"Don't call me Eddie," he reiterated as she grinned but nodded. "And don't wander around here alone at night."

"Why? These are your men, aren't they? Don't you trust them?"

Syverson growled, leaning toward her. "To save my life in a battle, yes. Around you, no. These men are stuck here in the middle of the desert with nothing but their hands. I don't need you in here tempting them."

"I'm not tempting anyone!"

His nose scrunched, anger evident as he grabbed her by the arm, just above her elbow, and pulled her to the side of the building, pinning her against it. "Not intentionally, no. But just you being here will make things complicated."

"I'm sorry... I—" She stammered as he sighed, rolling his head back and forth. "I didn't think about that."

"Of course, you didn't. You just wanted to make daddy proud."

She scoffed, looking away from him as she gazed into the distance, knowing he was right. "I'm sorry," she repeated softly as he sighed.

He caged her in, placing his palms flat on the side of the building. "It's fine. Just promise me you won't wander alone. And... I'm sorry for what I said about your father."

"I promise," she relented, looking back at him, barely able to make out his features in the dark. She felt his breath on her face as they both fell silent once more. "And what about the Eddie part?"

He groaned, hanging his head down as she giggled. He leaned toward her, his mouth next to her ear. "Fucking call me Eddie and find out, Vi."

"That's Lieutenant Becker," she countered, not as confident as she was before, clenching her thighs together at his commanding tone.

"You'll be Vi, or Violet, or Becker, or fucking Lieutenant Flower, or whatever else I decide to call you."

She giggled, pushing him away. "Lieutenant Flower? You're stupid."

"That's Captain Stupid to you," he teased, grabbing her hand before she could wander off in the wrong direction. "This way," he said softly, leading her back to the front of the building. "Go to sleep."

She smirked, feeling him squeeze her hand before letting go, and she entered the building. She felt him climbing the stairs quietly behind her, stopping in front of his own room as he watched her enter hers.

Syverson closed his door, leaving it slightly ajar to better hear what happened in the hallway. He plopped onto his makeshift bed after kicking off his shoes, staring into the darkness. He groaned, rolling onto his side and shutting his eyes, trying to push Violet's image out of his mind.

Chapter 3

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