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gooseloverfiction · 4 months

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I'll be home for Christmas

Sierra Six/Court Gentry x afab!reader

NSFW, 18+ only

Wordcount: 3337

Summary: Christmas Eve's here but not Six... And he promised he'll be home for Christmas.

A/N: English is not my native language, sorry for all mistakes!

Content warning: smut, piv (unprotected), bj, cunn, blood and wounds (typical banged up Court coming home), swearing

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The clock in the kitchen was a constant reminder of the time passing and Court not coming. Christmas was tomorrow and he promised you he'll be back for it. Especially that he knew how much it meant to you, and Claire was spending her break at the dorm, having “so much to catch up” as if she wasn't one of the best students of her year.

But you couldn't blame her. You're the one encouraging her to focus on school first. Even if it means spending Christmas alone.

You were just hoping Six was fine. He was just running late…

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It was really hard not to crash right through the door. But Court wanted to avoid giving you a heart attack or being hit with a baseball bat. He was actually pretty lucky you refused to use a gun as self defense at home. Although he would still argue with you on that.

Being finally inside, Six locked the door and resisted the urge to sit on the couch. He wouldn't get up for at least three days. He couldn't even remember how many hours his body was running out of fuel.

Speaking of…

Six sniffed, feeling his mouth getting all watery. His nose brought him right to the kitchen and pots, slightly cold but still warm enough to let him know you weren't sleeping for too long.

He felt bad, knowing how much you worried about him.

After digging into the food, not being able to ignore a sucking pain in his stomach anymore, Six moved to the living room and Christmas tree.

Even in the darkness the agent saw it wasn’t decorated yet. The boxes were all standing next to it, he could make shapes of different gifts wrapped. Smiling to himself, Court promised himself he would get up earlier than you and decorate it himself. You can’t have Christmas without a proper tree.

Going upstairs was quite a challenge for his battered body, dragged to hell and back. The job was really annoyingly difficult this time. And he wasn’t getting any younger. Six rolled his eyes, Claire’s words suddenly fresh in his memory. She was lucky he loved her so much. The door to the teenager's room was ajar and dark which meant she wasn’t coming back for Christmas.

The subtle light coming from your shared bedroom was like a beacon for him. He was finally home. Not in the sense of a building… You were his home as you had a vice grip on his heart.

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And here you were…

Laying with your face toward the door, on his side of the bed, squeezing his big pillow, face buried in it like you fell asleep, smelling it. You probably did, and he didn’t blame you. Whenever he felt a perfume you usually wear, on the streets, his focus was on a brink of breaking, thoughts running toward you.

Six crouched next to your spilled hair and moved it to see your peaceful face. But your features almost immediately twisted and your nose scrunched. Oops…

“Court?” you wobbly sit up, seeing your boyfriend’s slightly smiled face. He chewed gum as always but you launched at him anyway, trying to aim at his lips, hidden under the beard. His arms caught you, when you almost fell, entangled into sheets.

“Woah, woah, slow down princess. I’m not a Christmas ghost,” Six almost laughed, groaning right after, when your lips connected and your tongue darted to taste his watermelon flavored mouth.

When he moved a bit, to hold you more comfortably, you broke a kiss.

“God Six, you stench death,” you weren’t even playful. And he didn't realize how bad it was until you quickly left bed and ushered him to a bathroom. Within just a few minutes, the tub was filled with hot water.

Finally, you turned to your man, who was propped on a counter. Once he was gliding off of adrenaline, his body felt heavier to the point when he wouldn't move a muscle even if he tried.

Under the bright light you've seen it all. His jacket was undoubtedly going to get soaked and straight to wash. His t-shirt underneath was definitely going to the trash can. Bloodied, with dirt and grim on it, burned at one place, torn and cut. It was impossible to guess what Court was doing. And you didn't even want to ask.

Knowing how tired the man was, you took his jacket off of him and grabbed a pair of scissors, cutting the shirt from bottom to collar to make it easier to take it off. You could see, by the way Court naturally curled up to one side, that his ribs had to take some damage. Your hand slipped through and gently touched him. Six sighed and let you undress him until he was just in his briefs.

You took a step back and looked at the perfectly muscled body, littered with scars, bruises and fresh wounds.

You looked at the cut above his hip but it was stitched already. He had to sustain it earlier.

“Is there anything needing more stitches?” you asked, looking at the purpling bruise that was under his left pec, going to the side and down.

Six smiled at your fussing but let you, knowing well enough you needed to. 'Mother hen' title was always triggering you but at the same time suited you best.

“I'm fine, hon. Just bruised and in a bit of pain. This is the worst,” he pointed at the bruising which didn't surprise you. The cut was probably clean and not really this deep. It wasn't even too red on the edges.

“Are they broken?” you brushed fingertips on man's side but he shook his head and pushed from the counter, letting you guide him to the tub.

God, he was exhausted.

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Court looked so peaceful, almost like he was already in slumber. And maybe Morpheus took him into his gentle embrace, because he didn't even twitch when you put his massive arm on your lap and scraped it with a sponge, applying less pressure on bruises.

With his head almost hanging off the tub, you cleaned his neck and face, giving extra attention to his beard. You weren't sure if Six would want to keep it this long, so you washed till the water was clean. He had some cuts on his face, so you decided to leave it for the end, as they will probably sting and wake him up.

Your hand moved to his shoulders and pecs. The valley between them making you suddenly hot. Way hotter than steam steadily dampening your shirt and panties.

When you cleaned his chest that was halfway out of water, you couldn't resist the urge to kiss the hard muscles. Court desperately needed some massage, his body tense even in the bath. He did surrender a bit but you knew it wasn't enough for him to relax completely. Besides, you had to practice after you finished your massage classes…classes you took solely to give your man some level of comfort and relaxation he denied himself for so many years.

Your mouth moved to the side and down, your nose stroking a bit of darker shade, half hard nipple. You can't do this to him. Not yet. He needs at least a few minutes of sleep to get enough energy to move to your bed.

One look at the water made you grimace. You pulled out the stopper and took the shower head, adjusting the warmth. Court stirred and was watching you now, silently, but his hooded steel blue eyes were talking loud.

You rinsed him and the tub from the residue and put the stopper back, filling the tub again.

Six catched the hem of his white shirt you wore as pajama and pulled you down for a kiss. Looking down at your nipples, already hard and peeking through the wet material, the agent took your t-shirt off, leaning and latching on your breast. You wanted to protest, but your body went limp once he sucked you, sending shivers down your spine and right to your core.

“Court… I need to…” your mind turned into mush when you felt a wet hand between your thighs.

“You got dirty from me, princess. Come here.”

You managed to stop water before Court’s big hands gripped on your waist and pulled you into water. Thankfully the tub was just half filled and with you inside, it didn't overflow.

“You're crazy, I still have…” you've started but a sudden, harsh pull underwater from both sides made you sigh in annoyance. A wet material of your panties splashed in the sink, skillfully thrown.

Six tried to pull you onto him but you stopped him firmly. With the sponge rinsed and clean again, you took a big dollop of scented shower gel. The smell of pine, leather and some smoke were just what you had in mind when you saw that man in your mind. The plus was it always killed a stench of blood on him.

Your hand moved through his abs, avoiding the stitched wound, and scrubbed just enough to take off flaking blood that poured down his hip and into his thick pubes. Normally he kept it trimmed but the last job took him longer than usual… You avoided his hard, already very ready cock, taking care of his thighs and all the way of his long legs, ending on his feet. Propping your back on the other end of the tub, you looked at Court, your breath hitching in your throat, when he moved closer, keeping your butt and pussy between his thighs. You could see an outline of his cock under the water, the sole thought of his thickness and length making your mouth dry and pussy wet.

“God, I missed you…” Six never broke his eye contact with you, while his long fingers teased your entrance and folds, thumb fitting perfectly over your clit. And you wouldn’t let him win so easily. You resist the instinct to close your eyes when he changed teasing into action, plunging those digits into your throbbing core. Even under water he could feel how wet you were, your juices thicker and hotter than liquid surrounding you.

Left out finger matched lazy pumping of the rest, making small circles, brushing your swelling bundle of nerves in agonizingly slow motion.

“Six…” hearing his Sierra codename, the man moved closer to you, bending his fingers and brushing your sweet spot, picking up pace. With the other arm holding himself above you, his face inches from yours.

“Ma’am?” his voice low, almost growling, made your stomach flip and walls clench around him.

“You were late,” you tried to sound strict and a bit disappointed. But he could feel a shudder in your breath on his lips. When your mouths met and he swallowed your moan, his hand stopped, leaving you. Just when you felt that all you needed was a brush of his pad on your clit. Your eyes widened in disbelief.

“Could you wash my back and hair too, baby?” Court voice was almost apologetic. And you almost grind your teeth seeing his smirk under his beard. He moved a bit and you stood up, your cunt gashing with water he pumped into you just minutes ago. But before you could even cross above him, or on the side, he stopped you, his eyes gliding from your pelvis to your face. His hand moved through your calf, back of your thigh, up to your ass and back. He slowly took your foot and put it on the edge of the tub, giving himself an open way to your redden pussy.

You had no idea how you could stay still, feeling his thick facials on your sensitive folds, his tongue licking long stripes through you, stopping at your clit to rub it with a tip, changing from up-down strokes, to sides. Feeling your body shaking, Court’s hands steadied your hips, his groan of pain from his bruised ribs mixed up with a moan, when his long tongue buried into your pussy, nose brushing over your clit. You knew it wouldn’t help you keep upright, but your hands gripped his still dirty hair and kept his head on yourself.

The sole thought Six enjoyed eating you out was enough to push you over the edge, the rest of the bathtub water and your juices flowing over his mouth with each hard wave of your pleasure.

“Is it enough to tell you how sorry I’m?” his smug face was far from sorry and he knew it. Still holding you, Sierra lowered your weak body, his cock so hard right now, it was standing ready for your dripping pussy. But you mustered enough strength to use your slick skin and just move swiftly behind him, pushing him more forward.

“Sponge?” with your hand outstretched, your knees on his sides, bracing his thighs with your legs to keep him open, you took what he gave you and started to scrub the dirt, making his skin red but clean.

“I thought, I did good,” he protested, trying to move from your almost assaulting hands. Until your fingers wrapped around his throbbing and definitely leaking cock. With three first strokes he twitched furiously and you had to move your hand to his base, squeezing it. Court covered your grip with his, pressing harder.

“Fuck…” a swear almost strained in his mouth. You turned him so much, he could’ve cum like some teenager.

You let go of him, sitting on the edge of the tub, facing his side, reaching for the shower head. Reaching up to knobs, you almost slapped him for distracting you by sucking your nipple.

“Can I finish this?” you asked, scolding him with your tone.

“Feel free to…” he mumbled, switching to your other breast, not really caring about the water flowing now on his face. First it was brown, getting more red with time until it was just slightly pink. You decided you can use some shampoo now and after a few minutes the bath was over.

Court’s ministration brought you on the edge of another orgasm by only sucking, licking and massaging your tits. Sometimes you couldn’t believe what an effect he had on you.

With the kiss to your sternum, Six looked into your eyes, his gaze full of desire.

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Both wrapped in fluffy towels, your bodies slammed through the bathroom door, busting into the bedroom. Having the upper hand, being the one who pushed the other to the bed, you had to use all your strength to make Court sit on the edge and break the kiss. His groan of disappointment was almost adorable.

“Baby, I want to make amends…” he started, but you hushed him, falling to your knees, opening his towel. He didn’t soften even for a moment, his tip furiously red and steadily leaking precum.

“Will you hold on for me?” your innocent question made him swallow hard and nod. You knew he would do whatever he could to let you enjoy yourself.

His eyes glued to your tongue going from the base of his thick, long shaft, flat and dragging up, right to lick off the creamy drop at the top of his glans. Thank God, you didn’t…

Court’s hands shot to your hair, when your tip stroked the frenulum, making him shudder. He wasn’t sure what he wanted. To stop you, to fuck your pretty, wet mouth or just ground himself, his body betraying him any second now. So when you took him in, hollowing your cheeks when you bobbed your head a few times, sucking him and swirling your tongue, he almost pulled your head closer to him, bursting into your throat with hot, thick ropes of cum.

“Fuck…fuuuuck” man’s voice was hoarse and almost… whiney?

His cock was still hard when you pulled out, trying to swallow all the load. And you were failing miserably, your mouth overflowing, dripping cum on your breasts and thighs.

“You did a pretty lousy attempt,” you teased him, knowing exactly why he popped like a shaken champagne bottle.

“You're pretty aware that will happen, asking me to not touch myself all the way on the mission,” he did a pretty good job in sounding almost hurt.

“I kept my side of the bargain too, want to find out?” you got up but before you even tried to straddle him, Six locked you in his arms and licked all of his cum off of your tits, sucking at those places, leaving red marks. You leaned, capturing his bearded chin and kissed him, pushing your tongue to catch the last aftertaste of his seed.

Both of you moaned at the same time, trying to fight over dominance in your mouth, Court winning with ease. He bit you gently and pulled your lower lip, using it as distraction, catching you and throw on bed with force knocking the breath out of you. He never was into the whole dom and sub stuff. But he was too impatient to be all gentle now. He will make it up to you once he has you.

Six didn't even have to tell you what to do. Or what you want. You just turned on your stomach and put your ass high up, gliding your knees to the side to make room for him. One glance over your shoulder and you knew you chose well. Because he looked absolutely mesmerized by your glistening pussy, untouched for weeks, only briefly by him in a tub, maybe a quarter an hour ago.

Spreading your folds with his calloused fingers, Court positioned himself, pushing his cock in your tight pussy. Inch by inch you swallowed him, the thickness stretching you almost painfully.

“God, I almost forgot how tight you're. You okay?” seeing you nod, Court pulled out a bit just to shove himself all to the bottom, almost knocking you out from your knees. You couldn't hold a scream escaping you, making the man behind you stop all the movements.

“Six, just fuck me already,” you breathed out, not letting him speak again. And boy, he listened.

His thrusts made whole bed shake and you were pretty sure, this was the first time he fucked you this hard and fast. Like he had to do it quickly before you disappeared. Even with how wet you were, you could feel his every move, your pussy clenching each time he brushed his tip into your cervix, making you cry out loud. The perfect mix of pain and pleasure, brewing up another orgasm in your core. You knew it wasn't enough but you didn't care… You just wanted Court all over you, to feel him being alive (and well enough to fuck your brains out).

His guttural groan made you shiver, his hands crushing your hips, the pain almost too much to bear. But before you could say anything, he thrusted one last time, without any warning cumming inside you. He rode his high for a moment before even he couldn't stand the friction.

Court put his wet forehead on your shoulder blade, panting into your back. You felt his body slowly crushing yours, covering you in more sweat. It definitely was a call for another shower…

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There was something almost therapeutic in laying on the big chest, listening to the steady heartbeat of a man you loved. He was here. In one piece (kind of). Yours…

You looked at the clock. It was almost 9 in the morning. You barely caught a breath an hour ago. You should've been sleeping just like Six but you couldn't. Smiling to yourself, you thought this is the best gift you ever got for Christmas. And of course you had to start crying. Hopefully Court was too tired to wake up to see you like this…

You felt a hand gently brushing your hair and a kiss on your head.

“I've told you, I'll be home for Christmas.”

#sierra six #court gentry #gray man #ryan gosling #christmas #x reader #court gentry x reader

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Gray Man Strategies 101: Matching the baseline

#Self Defense #Gray Man #match the baseline #personal camouflage #Don't stand out

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abbatoirablaze · 2 years

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Big Bad Wolf Master List

This series is complete! ✔️

There's sort of a curse on your street...when a family moves in, the wife eventually, always leaves. It happened when your mom left your dad...when Mrs. Barnes left...when Mrs. Weiss left...when Mrs. Levinson abandoned her husband, and even when Mrs. Barber had enough...but Mrs. Hansen has always stayed the course.

Until now.

All you know is that the men are some of your dad's best friends, and have somewhat of a support group amongst themselves. You walk Mr. Weiss' pet alligator Beau, you help Mr. Barnes with his gardening, Mr. Levinson is always over for dinner, and you clean Mr. Hansen's house once a week for some extra cash.

Oh, and you're dating Jacob Barber.

Now, some of the neighborhood ladies would like to say that the guys are grooming some of the girls, and if you talk to Mrs. Hansen, she'll claim Lloyd is the Big Bad Wolf looking to trade her in for a younger model, but he and the others have never made an advance on you, let alone groomed you.

But then the day came when you turned 18...and everything changed. And you noticed that Mr. Hansen was a little bit nicer to you than the other girls.

Chapters

Chapter 1--Girl Talk

Chapter 2--Staying Late

Chapter 3--Down For The Count

Chapter 4--The Christmas Party

Chapter 5--The Night Things Changed

Chapter 6--Wordplay

Chapter 7--Moving Day

Chapter 8--When Opportunity Knocks

Chapter 9-Bedroom Eyes

Chapter 10--French Maid

Chapter 11--In The Moment

Chapter 12--Big Bad Wolf

#lloyd hansen x reader #dark lloyd hansen #soft lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen #big bad wolf #the gray man #gray man #chris evans characters

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Still laughing at the fact that Chris managed to get "SOMEBODY SHOOT THAT KEN DOLL" into the movie. 😂

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cottagecheese1 · 2 years

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a headcanon where Mob boss lyod hansen meeting stripper reader in a club, who is a secretly an assassin from another mafia group and she is trying to kill him

Secret

Plot: a young assassin gets assigned a new mission, but with one of the most dangerous men in the state, the only solution is to try to fool him at his daily Night club which doesn't end up as planned.

Warnings: non consensual touching, dirty talking, teasing, talks of spanking, a little bit of man handling, smut but not a lot, thigh riding

"I told you I'm not doing it! What part about that do you not understand?!"

I took a deep breath in and Paced around my bedroom. Closing my eyes while rubbing my temple and pausing trying to process the irritated voice on the other side of the phone.

"You will do this misson [name], you will do it or, you can turn in your badge and give all your gear to me. If that's not what you want then I suggest you get it done. I'll send you the information."

He yelled at me frustratingly. his voice getting higher as he yelled through the phone, we've been going at this for about an hour now, and I will not back down.

I mean that's until he basically threatened me with firing me. He told me I need to do this because this guy is important and we need him out of the way or something like that.

What was his name again? Lance?, Landen?, Larry? It's all the same thing anyway. He's probably just a douche bag. I started yelling again.

"Wait n-"

And at that he hung up the phone, and a text popped up on my phone, to see a picture of a guy and a document, great now I don't have a choice.

I groaned and looked down at my phone in annoyance. Lloyd hansen? Wasn't that the guy with Sierra six or someone like that?

A started to read the document, so where would a guy like him be like anyway. Solitary confinement?

But the last thing I expected was a strip club. I know he's a guy and all, but wouldn't he have more important things to do Then watch woman dance in practically nothing?

So I'm going undercover...wait as a stripper? Not even a waitress the one where I have to have the least amount of clothing on?

I paused for a moment until I heard my door bell ring. Who could possibly need me at this time of day?

I opened the door, and looked down to find a package with a note on the front. 'Hope you enjoy your mission' what could that be? I grabbed the box and took it to my room, and opened it.

I pulled out a light pink bra with a white Lacey mini skirt and white knee high socks with a bow placed at the top of each of them.

Um does he expect me to wear this? In front of this pervert? But I mean unless I don't wanna keep my job, I have to do this. It'll probably be over in a minute anyway.

4 hours later

I hug my body as I walk down the crowded street with a thick jacket on. I look up to see a bright pink neon sign with flashing lights that says 'girls, girls, girls' how original. I look over to see a door that says 'employees only' I walk over and try to open the door. It's locked.

I knock on the door and a woman with short brown hair and a nice button up shirt opens it, and they must have recognized me because they didn't check for any ID or qualification. Oh well.

She walks over to me and pulls out a gun handing it to me.

"Here, he's in the VIP section on the couch you'll see him. We reserved a stage for you, you're up in 10 minutes, so get ready."

And at that she walked away. 10 minutes? I should get ready then.

Take off my coat, and brush my hair out. Fixing the lip gloss, and the light mascara slightly smudged against my eye. Easy fix, I look down at my clock and realize I only have 4 minutes left. Shit.

I run out to the back of the stage, and take a deep breath. Wait, I don't know how to pole dance? I quickly take a look at the other girls and see them basically doing the same thing. Ok I guess I'll just slide around, and try to act sexy, or whatever that means.

Walking out on the stage; I take a quick look around. Everyones looking at me. Suddenly the music starts playing. I jump slightly, and make my way over to the shiny pole. It's fine right? I'll just copy what the other girls do.

Glancing over, to the VIP section I see that guy? Lloyd I'm pretty sure. I end up staring at him I mean who wouldn't he looks way better in person then in the pictures.

His porn star mustache, and his broad muscular figure was to suiting for him. I attempt to dance a little more. And the music finally stops, I walk off the stage and try to walk past him.

He grabs my arm and looks me up and down seductively, I can feel him undressing me with his eyes. He's hot though.

"Do you give private dances princess?"

I look down at him at smile Slightly and touched his arm.

"Of course, follow me"

He smiled and grabbed your hand, the size difference was huge; I weirdly felt weak and vulnerable. Now I was really nervous.

Luckily I already knew where the private rooms were, I opened the door, and led him in. I turned around, getting situated.

I heard a door close behind me, and arms wrap around my waist. I could feel his breath against my ear softly chuckling.

"You're not a dancer are you?"

I paused and stood still

"Um I don't know what you mean sir, I-"

"Don't lie to me sunshine, I know you're a good girl, so act like it would you?"

Shit. Maybe I can still play it off.

"I really don't know what you're talking about sir, I-I don't know what you want from me."

He tucked my hair behind my hair, and looked down at my with a smug look on his face.

"Don't play dumb sweetheart, I know your lying to me, except I don't know why, so be a good girl, and just confess to me hm?"

Well my covers blown now. Pulled a gun out of the top of my skirt, kicked him in the stomach, and pointed it at him.

He chuckled, and started to circle me

"Thought you were a good girl princess, I think you deserve a spanking don't you think?"

What the fuck was this guy on? I need him alive, but I couldn't focus with the warmth in between my legs spreading throughout my entire body. I squished my thighs together, which apparently did not go unnoticed.

"Aw honey I know you're dressed like a slut, but I didn't know you actually were one"

He grabbed me by the waist, and yanked the gun from my hand. He was way bigger, and stronger then me; no way I could fight him off, but I tried.

After trying to kick him multiple times, and wrench my body out of his grip, he threw me to the ground, he smacked my head against the wall, and then eventually. I gave up.

I sunk Into his body, and let him throw me on the couch, I was to tired to fight back.

"I know you're tired princess, and I hate to hurt you pretty girl, but you need to learn your place don't you baby?"

I leaned back, but still after all that; I could feel the warmth in between my legs growing.

He grinned and sat down on the couch next to me stroking my leg he put me in his lap and kissed me softly. He pulled away and started to play with my hair.

"And I'll even forgive you..But for all the trouble you caused me, you have to cum for me right now.

My eyes widened, he chuckled, and grabbed my waist putting me on his thigh.

"What? You thought I didn't see you squeezing your pretty thighs together like a whore?"

I felt his thigh flex against me, I let out a tiny moan. I unconsciously started grinding against his muscular thigh. It felt so good; I couldn't stop even I'd I tried.

"Mm that's it pretty girl grind against me, you're so good for me aren't you?"

At this point I was desperate for a release, I moaned louder and tried to push myself into him more.

"I know, I know, keep going you're being such a good girl, I'm so proud of you princess"

He stroked my face, and pushed his fingers past my lips. And started sucking on my tits. I instantly wrapped my lips around his fingers, and sucked on them. Grinding harder onto his thigh While hanging onto his broad shoulders.

"That's it keep sucking, you have such pretty lips princess"

I felt a warmth in my stomach building up slowly, I moaned around his fingers, and dug my hips in his thigh.

"M gon cum"

My voice was muffled by his fingers in my mouth

"Go ahead sunshine"

He rubbed my waist up and down, I felt a tight warmth in my lower stomach building up, and then released.

He stroked my head, and kissed my forehead smiling.

"you did so good princess, I know naive little girls like you have a hard time knowing what there place is, but it's ok I'll always be here to remind you baby doll"

He laid me down on the couch, and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.

"I gotta go honey, but I mean you did make a mess on me, so I have business, and get a new pair of pants, I'll see you later [name] maybe I'll visit you again hm?

I laid down on my side, and curled up when a thought interrupted me. Wait? I never told him my name? Now that I think about it. I've seen him a lot of places I've just never gave him a second glance. Has lloyd been stalking me?

A/n:Hope you liked that guy's, I'm trying to post as much as I can, but I've been busy, so please bare with me!

Masterlist

#gray man #grey mann #lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen imagine #lloyd hansen drabble #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen x you #lloyd hansen x y/n #chris evans #chris evans x reader #my fic

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onlymenicons · 8 months

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like or reblog

#boys icons #icons #ryan gosling #ryan gosling icons #barbie icons #barbie #gray man

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thehumantrap · 1 month

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Ryan Gosling Characters Spotify

I had the idea to make some playlists for some of Ryans characters - feel free to save them and follow if you like ❤️

Holland March

Ken

Colt Seavers

Ryan Characters generally

Sierra Six / Court Gentry

Driver

Henry Letham

Jacob Palmer

Luke Glanton

Officer K

Sebastian Wilder

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sarahrogersevans · 2 years

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A Chance To Love - Lloyd Hansen fan fic

Summary: Lloyd falls for Y/N his servant & wants to prove that he can be gentle and cares for her.

Warnings: some swearing, angst, mentions of overthinking & being afraid. Let me know if I missed anything. Soft Lloyd.

Both in Y/N’s Pov and Lloyd’s

———-Y/N’s POV———

Working for a guy like Lloyd Hansen at first I was scared and always nervous around him and I never quite knew what mood he would be in but after a while Lloyd started treating me really well and started being really sweet and gentle though I wasn’t sure if he meant it but I started having feelings for him but wasn’t sure if I should say anything. But something happens that changes my fears.

Lloyd walked in the room and said “Y/N? when you have a minute could you come in my study?”

I jumped when I first heard his voice and said “of course Mr. Hansen I’ll be right there.”

I finished cleaning the kitchen and went to Lloyds’ study to find him sharpening his knives and I nervously said “M-Mr. Hansen what did you need from me?”

Lloyd smiled at me and put his knives down and got up and walked over to me and I was too nervous to look at him and he lifted my chin up with his thumb and index finger and said “hey hun do my knives scare you?”

The nickname he had for me made me blush & my cheeks heat up and I nervously nodded and said “did you need something from me?”

Lloyd said “I was gonna eat dinner but I don’t wanna eat alone, would you mind joining me bunny?”

I loved how soft Lloyd was being with me I never expected that he would wanna have me around much except for chores and cooking.

I said “I’d be happy to L- Mr. Hansen, what would you like me to make?”

Lloyd carefully rubbed my arm and said “oh no Y/N I’ll cook tonight it’s alright you deserve a break from work.”

I blushed and said “oh, thank you sir that’s very kind.”

—————- Lloyds’ POV—————

I made dinner for Y/N and myself and made plates for the both of us and saw Y/N sitting at the table quietly looking shy. I hope I can help her feel more comfortable around me, I started to fall in love Y/N & even though she’s my servant I cared for her but was I really worthy of being loved?

I set her plate down by her and said “here you go hon.”

I sat down by her carefully not to startle her and I watched her eat while I ate and I put my hand on her leg and rubbed my thumb back and forth and said “you’re quiet Y/N I hope you know that I won’t hurt you.”

Y/N smiled and didn’t seem to mind what I was doing so I moved closer to her and she put her hand on top of mine and I carefully took her hand and brought it up to my cheek and held it there and then kissed her hand and I rubbed her arm gently and looked her to watch to see if she felt uncomfortable at all but she just smiled.

I sighed and looked down and Y/N said “Lloyd what’s the matter?” Sounding concerned about me.

I looked at Y/N and I never really appreciated it before but she’s so beautiful and such a sweet young thing. I said “Y/N.. I know I’m your boss and that you might not trust me but.. I really care about you honey I could never harm you and I really care about you so much bunny but I just..would you still love me at my worst?”

Y/N smiled at me and put her hand on mine and said “I care about you as well Lloyd & yea of course I would, you’re worthy of being loved. I know deep down if you loved someone you would be the softest guy and so sweet to her.”

I looked over at her smiling not sure what to say so I just reached my arms out to hug her but she flinched and I said “hey no no no it’s ok would it be ok if I hugged you Y/N?” I know I’ve been an ass to her in the past but I didn’t want her worried I was gonna hurt her anymore.

Y/N shyly nodded and said “yes.. s-sorry just caught me off guard.”

I carefully wrapped my arms around her to hug her and whispered “hey no you don’t need to be sorry I know I’ve been a dick to you in the past but I won’t be that way with you anymore ok princess?” I held her close and forgot about everything else and just wanted Y/N.

———Y/N’s ——-

After we ate we went to his study to read and he made some small advances and would tease me which made me blush and I would just smile and I’m sure he knew I noticed what he was doing.

Then Lloyd moved closer cupped my cheeks in his hands and kissed me and said “bunny I just.. I love you so much I just never loved anyone before you but I wanted to you know that.”

I kissed him back and I moved my legs over to sit on his lap and I had my arms wrapped around his neck and we made out for a bit and I said “I love you too Lloyd I’m glad you told me, you’re so good to me and no one has treated me so well in a long time.”

Lloyd kissed my forehead and said “well you have me now princess.”

And from that moment I knew what Lloyd needed was a chance to love someone.

Ok so this was my first time writing a Lloyd Hansen fic so please be kind 🥺😅xx hope you enjoy 🤍 probably not my best fic I’ve written but I thought a soft Lloyd fic would be cute 🥰

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