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Heyyaa!! I really love ur evan's fic and those amazing spicy smuts it's amazing hahaha i would like to make a smut drabble request about colin or kit maybee when they just got back from work and they had a hot steamy shower session together with y/n?? Im dying to read one atm HSJSJSJS thank youuu <333

Colin Zabel x Fem!Reader Smut - “You’re Perfect”

a/n: I’m am simping for Colin HARD rn I can’t deal

cw: vaginal sex in the shower, oral (m receiving), FLUFF at the end, not proofread </3

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When Colin walked through the front door, he was greeted with the sound of water hitting the tiles in the ensuite bathroom. He'd had a long day on the job, the new case he'd been assigned occupying almost all of his thoughts. He'd barely had time to see you over the past couple of weeks, his time mainly dedicated to working overtime in the office.

He was tired, and feeling trapped, but the mere thought of you naked, with the warm water cascading down your body set him free.

He ran a hand over his face, ruffling his hair as he set down his laptop bag on the kitchen counter. He navigated over to your shared bathroom, kicking off his work shoes and unbuckling the belt that held up his slacks.

Working at the zipper, he tugged them down his legs. His button down was next to go, and soon, he was left standing in just his socks and boxers. He crept towards the bathroom door, heading the soft hum of your voice to a tune he wasn't familiar with. It was beautiful either way.

Pushing the door open, he stood on the other side of the shower curtain, taking off the remainder of his clothes and suddenly tugging it open.

Your heart jumped out of your chest, a scream leaving your lips at the sudden motion of the shower curtain. You watch in shock as Colin covers his mouth with his hands, trying to stifle a laugh.

"What the fuck Col!" You shriek, reaching forward to leave aight slap on his chest as he stepped over the hob and into the shower.

"Sorry baby," he breathed out, his arms instantly wrapping around your waist and pulling you into his chest. He was suddenly warmed by the shower, making all the tense muscles in his shoulders relax. You sighed and wrapped your arms around your boyfriend, resting your ear on his chest as you both stood under the soft persistent fall of the water.

"This is nice," you say, leaving a kiss on his bare chest, looking up at him through your dark lashes. You had really felt the weight of Colin not being around as often, and as a result, had missed him and his affection immensely.

"I've missed you," he murmured, not being able to contain his urge to kiss you anymore and closing the gap between your lips.

Your arms wrap around his neck, your fingers toying with the hairs that grew from his nape. He kissed you like it was your last day on earth, pushing you up against the shower wall with his body as he tilted his head, deepening the kiss.

He craved to feel you, after his long day, seeing the way your chest curved into your perfect breasts, beaded with drops of water and the way your ass jiggled from behind drove him absolutely crazy. He was so infatuated with you, and he was adamant to show you that.

Colin's tongue skimmed over your bottom lip, your stomach erupting into a swarm of butterflies as he entered your mouth, exploring every part of it. You moaned softly against his lips, suddenly feeling his engorged cock press up against your stomach. You could tell he was trying to build some kind of friction against you, grinding his hips slowly as his kisses got sloppier.

He pulled away, slightly out of breath. You smiled at him with a plan in mind, dropping to your knees in front of him and taking his throbbing cock in your hand, veiny and pink, you couldn't wait to take it in your mouth.

Looking up at Colin, you maintained eye contact, sliding your tongue over the slit, before taking the whole tip in your mouth. Colin let out a low moan, his fingers tangling in your hair as his bottom lip wedged between his perfect teeth. He looked so undeniably good, his wet hair stuck to his forehead, his torso flexed, his muscles prominent. You began to work your hand and your mouth in sync, up and down his hard length, pleasuring your boyfriend the best way you could with your mouth.

He marvelled at the way you looked beneath him, sucking in a deep breath as you took his whole length in your mouth. It hit the back of your throat, making you gag. He only liked that more, forcing your head to stay out with the push of his hands. Your eyes looked up at him in desperation to breathe, and just like that, he let you.

"You're such a good girl," Colin breathed out, helping you up with both his hands tucked under your armpits. He couldn't wait to bury his cock in the depths of your sopping cunt just to hear the pretty moans escape your lips.

"Col-" you whimpered, as he pushed your chest against the cold tile and spread your legs apart with his hands. He was never usually so rough, or dominant, but today he was feeling and acting different, maybe it was the stress he was feeling, but nothing had ever turned you on more.

Colin said nothing, running his wet fingers between your folds, just out of the water enough so your arousal wouldn't wash away. The pad of his thumb ran over your clit, making you shudder under his touch.

He was breathing heavy as he inserted two fingers into your dripping cunt. He rested his forehead on your shoulder blade as he worked them at a steady pace in and out of you, utterly captivated by how good you felt.

“So ready for me already,” Colin groaned between your small moans, as you arched your back and slid your wet cheeks across his erection. His fingers left you promptly, soon to be replaced with his cock.

He didn’t take a moment to let you adjust to his size, his hands on either side of your head as he pushed inside you, bottoming out almost immediately.

“Fuck!” He yelled, kissing your shoulder gently as you pulsed around him blissfully.

There was something about this position that had your legs already shaking under you, and you knew it wouldn’t take you long to cum. As Colin snapped his hips, he punctuated each thrust with a throaty groan, reaching around to slide his fingers back over your engorged clit. You could almost feel as the blood rushed to your centre.

“Just like that baby, oh my god,” you pined, hearing and feeling every slap of his groin against your backside.

His other hand held your hip in a tight grip, almost kneading the skin there as he picked up his already rampant pace, sending you over the edge. You gushed around him, moaning his name almost as loud as you could muster as he toyed with your sensitive bundle of nerves in a delicate pinch between his fingers through your sweet release.

“That’s it baby- oh fuck I’m cumming,” Colin groaned, both his hands tight on your hips as he pulled you up and down his length, rutting his length deep inside you. Sensitive, your eyes clenched tight, biting on your bottom lip and trying not to scream again.

He came shortly after, “oh fuck fuck fuck, holy shit”, releasing his load all the way inside you.

Colin pulled out, his cum trickling down your inner thighs and onto the tiled floor in an viscous mess. He turned you around, panting to try and gain his breath back as you glanced up at him, a satisfied and fucked out smile across your face.

“You take me so well,” Colin praised, brushing the back of his forefinger across your cheek before leaning down to capture your lips in another soft, more adoringly, kiss.

“Just what we needed,” you reply, holding his strong jaw between your hands and planting a kiss on the tip on his nose, almost right over his freckle.

You washed up, massaging Colin’s scalp as you washed his hair. He felt like he was in paradise, his eyes closing as he relaxed under your touch.

“I can stand here all night,” he murmured, as you rinsed his hair, turning off the running water shortly after.

“Dinner time Mr Zabel,” you teased, stepping out and wrapping a big fluffy towel around your body. Colin stared at you, totally infatuated with the woman you are as you held out a towel for him to step into. You always took such good care of him when he came home after a long day, he was nothing short of the luckiest man in the world.

“Did you cook?” He asked, but only politely, not expecting you to say yes. You nodded.

“Just before you came home, the chicken is in the oven just keeping warm,” you explained, and Colin had to resist the urge to punch the air in triumph.

“You’re perfect,” he cooed, wrapped his wet arms around you and showering your face in a multitude of kisses. You giggled, pushing him away playfully by the chest.

“I know I am,” you teased, drinking in the appearance of Colin’s toned chest, his towel hung loosely around his waist, his hair wet and spiked as he combed it in front of the mirror. You were so grateful to be with the sexiest, most hardworking, kindest man alive, and times like this only reminded you of that. Quality time.

“Good,” he replied, walking into your shared bedroom and changing into a pair of sweats.

“I think I might wanna go again later,” you suggested, his sweatpants hanging just as low as his towel had you feeling all hot again.

“Makes two of us,” he gave another kiss to your forehead, “I’ll go set out dinner, thank you for cooking, I was really craving your chicken.”

Nothing could make you more in love with this man, or make him more perfect.

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zipzapzabel · 10 months

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Keep Your Eyes Open

Mare x Zabel x Reader

(Potentially Part 1 - who knows).

Warnings: Angst, Car Accidents

AN: this is my first fanfiction, so prepare yourself it could be ugly.

Nothing could have prepared you for what was going to happen; you were just trying to make ends meet - the nine-to-five job down at the local bookshop in the centre of Easttown was once you centre of tranquility after a dramatic move from your family. But the fear protruded every minute of working each day. Laying the local papers on the stand by the door each morning “Local Missing Woman Now Presumed Dead”. Easttown had its occasional problems; addicts, runaways but never as serious of series of unfortunate incidents.

Each night, closing the bookshop, your personality had to change; becoming an escort - it was the only way to financially support yourself. Your heart pounded; being an independent individual in this line of work naturally had it’s dangers and risks. But there was no other way.

The shutters came down on the front of the store, and making final adjustments to the lock as you heard the laughter of people going on night outs. “Y/N!” Shit. Your manager didn’t know about your situation. “You look nice, who’s the lucky fella?” his tipsy demeanour as he swayed and tried to adjust himself against the shutters. “Just seeing some friends at the bar down town.” You responded jokingly. Not whole heartedly a lie but nor the entire truth. “Be careful-“ his finger wiggled, the whiskey breath lingered on his tongue “-don’t want anything bad happening to pretty lass like yourself.” He shouted back to his friends as they sang something incoherent, the off key notes bouncing off the buildings of the streets. “Night Y/N!” His booming voice echoed for what felt like hours.

By late evening you’d hit the third bar of the night, steadily making the most money - hopefully earning a week off. You slowly made your way for a drink, noticing a figure slumped. The pony tail and plaid shirt gave you a sense of security. You steadily adjusted yourself on the stall, a few feet away. You adjusted your heels to feel the cool metal bar of the stool against your raw feet. “You can sit closer you know, Y/N.” Mare turned to you with a smile. “Sorry Mare, I wasn’t sure if it was you.” You popped your shoes back and made your way over.

“Long time no see Mare, how you been?” you smiled. “Good, just waiting for a colleague to go over some last details.” Colleague? Since when did Mare work with a colleague. She’d always worked alone from what you remembered.

“Evening Mare. Who’s your friend?” The voice behind you slightly shook you. “I’m so sorry to have scared you!” His hands steadied you from falling from your seat. “Y/N, this Detective Colin Zabel, a colleague of mine - Zabel this is Y/N, a very good friend.” Mare introduced.

“Shall I get the next round of drinks?” Colin offered. “That’d be great! I’ll just have a beer thanks.” You made an exception this evening. Colin rubbed his hand on your shoulder, it felt safe. “I’ll be right back.”

“Y/N. Is everything alright?” Mare interjected. “Everything is fine, Mare-“ you’re eyes avoided hers, everything was not fine. “I know your lying Y/N, I have a daughter I know these things-“ Mare’s hand slipped a card with a number. “I had to take on escorting, Mare.” you whispered. “I had an eviction notice two months ago and I was going to lose everything.” Your fingers began entangling, distracting away from the need to show emotions. “Y/N, we’re working on the case regarding the women going missing - there’s been development of who are being targeted, particularly in your line of work.” You held the card with the number on it. “If you need safety or have information to share. Just call us.” As you went to place the card in your purse. “I’d hate anything to happen to you Y/N.”

“I will do. I promise” you finally looked her in the eyes. “Drinks everyone!” Zabel announced. “Zabel moved to town only recently, Y/N.” Mare tried to break the ice. “How are you find it, Colin?” You needed to try and make some friends or something since moving alone. “It’s quaint, though not had chance to explore. If you know of any places, let me know!” His hand fluttered through his hair and trying to adjust his coat. “What about you Y/N? How long you been here?”. Your hand slowly rubbed against your arm, you’d never spoken about your side of things. “Oh I moved here a couple of months ago, I work at Hopkinson’s Bookstore. Fairly peaceful.”

Mare returned from answering a call “Zabel we need to check out a location. Potential suspect, could be nothing but-“

Mare had offered a ride back to your apartment but you were adamant to get the little extra to give you a week off.

Waiting on the corners, you spotted the other women of the night and gave each other smiles and waves. You looked out for each other. You had to.

Tiredness overcame you and you decided that was the last job. You held yourself and muttered self hatred for not dressing for the weather. It nipped at your skin, the cold air grasped each breath you took.

You walked out into the road, caution thrown to the wind as your body met the oncoming car. It came from a blind spot, you had no chance. Your head bounced against the bonnet and thrashed landing to the tarmac in middle of the road.

Body slung on the icy road, the sound of the engine stirred you slowly, a blue van waiting. A new set of lights came from the opposite direction and it took off. You fought to stay awake - and tried to steady yourself. Doors slammed from behind. “Try not to move! Zabel call it in.” A familiar voice came closer. “Oh god, Y/N…” the sound of footsteps got frantic.

Another set of steps came running. Hands moving your hair from the gash on your head. Your breathing slowed. Eyes trying to wander around and find faces as you tried to move your head. Shock began to course though your veins. Mare had managed to get you in the recovery position and steadily holding your neck. Zabel layed a blanket over your body as you continued to shake from the shock. “Called it in, ambulance should be here shortly.” Zabel confirmed to Mare.

“Blue-“ your slowly stuttered. “Come again?” Mare tried to wake you up. “Hey. Y/N, gonna need you to stay awake.” Zabel’s hand rubbed your arm. “It. Was. Blue.” You fought so hard to keep awake. “What was Blue, Y/N?” Mare asked once more. “The van.”

Mare and Zabel looked at each other. “Do you think?” As the sirens began to interrupt. And it only took a moment your conscious had slipped away.

“Y/N? Y/N. Need you to wake up Y/N…” both Mare and Zabel’s voices were trying to stir you. Hands began to move as the paramedics got to work on you. “Female, Late 20s, Hit by vehicle, in and out of consciousness” Mare relayed to Paramedics.

Occasionally you heard voices as they helped you, it like being under water, every sound swaying. “Lift on three. One, two, Three-“ the movement woke you, shock had slipped away and the pain became unbearable. A gasp left your lips as you felt the air against your mouth and nose. Oxygen helped ease the ache as you took a breath. A hand was holding yours as thumb rubbed circles against your skin, your eyes following to see Colin. “I’m coming with you. Mare will meet us there.”

They slowly loaded the stretcher into the ambulance, Colin sat by the side and not letting go of your hand. “Just going to give you an IV and pain relief, sweetheart and should ease it a bit.” The paramedic went to work on you. You hated needles. “Hey, you’re doing so well Y/N, deep breaths.” Colin gave a smile and trying his hardest to distract you.

The paramedic looked at you both “How you doing sweetheart?” The wave of pain relief made you feel a little tired and dizzy. Colin’s phone rang out again. “Zabel. We’ve got the bastard. Same reg matching description from last time. We’ve got him.” Mare sounded so triumphant. They got him. Now they just had to find the girls.

“You hear that Y/N, we’ve got him.” He placed his phone back in his pocket. “That’s great.” You closed your eyes for a second. The warmth of the saline and pain relief was so inviting, it felt like you were floating for a second.

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