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jynzandtonic · 3 months
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12 Days of Fluffmas - Day 6: Gift Giving
Ronnie Peterson x Reader
(cw: sex toys, Ronnie picks reader up) - inspired by this vid hehe
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You know he’d never ask for it outright—it’s too big, too expensive, too ridiculous… and he’s much too bashful. Maybe that’s the exact reason you knew you had to save up and get it for him this year. You’d had it delivered during the day when he was working at the station and promptly concealed the humongous box it came in underneath nearly an entire roll of wrapping paper. It’s been torturing him under the Christmas tree every day since. And you knew it’d be exactly the present he’d make a beeline for on Christmas morning. 
“So, can I open it?” he asks. He’s wearing Baby Yoda pajama pants and an old baseball tee with sleep-mussed hair and glasses askew on his face.
“You can open it.”
He rips at the wrapping the moment you confirm, tearing away the festive paper and oversized bow to reveal the package beneath it.
“LEGO Millennium Falcon…” He reads the words slowly, shell-shocked. “Wait,” he says, an alarmed look on his face. “IS IT THE BIG ONE?”
“Yep,” you smile. “It’s the big one.”
“THE SEVEN-THOUSAND SIX HUNDRED PIECE ONE?”
“The seven-thousand six hundred piece one.”
He stares at you in disbelief and then lets out a loud whoop, running around in circles in the living room. Skidding to a halt in front of you, he scoops you up in a hug and twirls you around, planting a fat kiss on your lips when he sets you down.
His focus shifts back to the box and he drops to his knees in front of it. “Oh my god,” he pants. “Oh my god. I’m going to build it today. I’m going to build the whole thing today." He opens the giant box and pulls out the novel-sized instruction booklet.
“But wait! You have one more present from me!” You offer a much smaller gift to him.
“Is it LEGO related?”
“No, not LEGO related,” you smirk.
“Then what is it?” he asks, unwrapping the box and opening it to reveal a slightly less than palm-sized turquoise sphere with subtle buttons on the front. 
“Well, it’s the remote control to the vibrator I’m wearing,” you wink.
“Oh… Oh.” His eyes go wide as he studies the little gadget. “Wow, babe,” he says, flustered. A flush washes over his cheeks and he looks up at you earnestly. “This is great, but is it okay if I get started on the Falcon first?”
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hopeamarsu · 2 years
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ADCU
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* = Smut
** = Stories that might have triggering content. Please read the tags and keep safe.
Flip Zimmerman
Ember of a dying flame
Can’t wait to see you glow
Sunday morning
Silence - Loquacity
Hit The Slopes - White on White
Cinnamon rolls
Little fella
Robbie series: Piece of Heaven - Building Trust
Eating Out (In) *
Hurt No More *
Hurt
Clyde Logan
Beautiful eyes
Burns
The Proposal - masterlist (12 chapters)
Thoughts - Fantasies - Conversations
Body Work
Night Moves (collaboration with @clydesducktape) *: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4
Midnight Sun 
Skin on Skin 
What Are You Waiting For
Chicken Wings
River Lea - Part 2 **
Mixing Sessions * : Whisper of Desire - In-Ear Monitor - Stereo Love - Loudspeakers - (Bonus track: The drinks)
Walk With Me:  No Sleep -  5 hours, 32 minutes -  I Don’t Know - Patience 
Alone
Healing Hands
Kindness of a Stranger
Calla lilies
Leather and Lace
Ronnie Peterson
A Moment of Calm
Escape
Invisible
Words
Date Night Disasters 
The Rooftop
Titanium
Keep it Safe *
Sweetie Pie 
Night light **
Rick Smolan
When You Know
The Dam 
Senses: Touch -  Listen -  Scent -  Watch - Taste 
Kylo Ren
Man or Monster
Seeing double
The Gift
My treasure
Training Mat 
Adam Sackler
Bring on the Men - Phillip Altman x Adam Sackler
Snow Angel 
Stripped Bare 
Misc
I want this  - Paul Sevier *
Come Alive - Toby Grummett **
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brideofkylosolo · 10 months
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Writer Wednesday Wk 1
My first Writer Wednesday fic of the year is up. Hope you all like it.
Tagging @writer-wednesday
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Writer Wednesday Week 1
Love is in Session
Ronnie X Ellie (OC)(The Dead Don’t Die)
Ronnie Peterson is the newest camp counselor at Camp Whacki Weechi, and she soon finds himself taken by a fellow counselor, Ellie.
Warnings: OC insert, Camp Counselor AU, Fluff, cuteness, adorkable, mention of serial killers.
     Ronnie exhaled to calm his nerves as the line of buses brought the campers to Camp Whacki Weechi for the first session of the summer. It was not only the first session but Ron’s first year as a counselor.
     Ron had worked at plenty of other camps since he was sixteen, but this was his first year in upstate New York working at a camp during the summer. He was excited, albeit a tad nervous.
     “Welcome, Campers,” Cliff, the head counselor and owner of the camp, greeted the campers as they disembarked from the blue buses, “to the first session this season at Camp Whacki Weechi. My name’s Cliff, I’m the head counselor here.” He motioned to the group of young men and women behind him. “These are your counselors this year. I hope you’ll treat them with respect and help them make this an amazing session, alright?”
     The kids gave him a half-hearted agreement, expected of a young group of pre-teens. While Ron was sure most were here on their own accord, there were those that weren’t. And they weren’t afraid to let their feelings known.
     No matter. Ron knew he could make it fun for his charges. At least, he hoped he could.
     “Now, behind you is the list of cabins on the board,” Cliff continued. “Go find your cabin and get settled in. Then head to the mess hall for lunch.
     The campers headed to the bulletin board, eager to find out which one of the six cabins they were assigned to. Each cabin had six campers in it, with a counselor acting as their de facto leader for the session.
     The six counselors, four men, and two women, stood around, holding up signs directing the kids to their respective cabins. Ron was number 5, a good number, if you asked him. As he stood, he glanced over at the counselor for cabin 3, a cute blonde named Ellie.
     Ron had only recently met Ellie, and already he got on great with her. She was funny, smart, nerdy as all get out (like Ron), and she was gorgeous to boot. Really gorgeous. To Ron, she was perfect.
     Of course, she didn’t know he thought that way about her. Heck, she probably had a boyfriend. She’d never date a guy like Ron.
     Before long, the campers found their cabins and met up with their respective counselor. Ron led his group to their cabin, or really their tent, a simple seven-person tent on a platform down a path.
     “Alright, pick whatever bed you want,” Ron instructed the six boys under his care.
     “Are there bears here?” one of them asked.
     “Not that I’ve seen,” Ron answered as the boys chose which bed they wanted.
     The boys hurried and picked their beds, thankfully with minimal arguments. The group then made their way to the mess hall for lunch: make your own subs with all the fixings.
     “Good group we got this year,” Mindy, the other female counselor, remarked as Ron sat down at the table with his plate of food.
     “I already got one girl asking about bears,” Ellie said.
     “Same here,” Ron said with a chuckle. “Is that a common thing?”
     “They ask about all kinds of stuff,” Ellie said. “I had one girl last year think zombies were going to attack us.”
     The table erupted in laughter at that.
     “Zombies?” Ron asked. “I would think they’d be more worried about serial killers than zombies.”
     “Kids get scared about anything,” Mindy remarked.
     Ellie nodded in agreement. She reached for the paper towel roll on the table as Ron was, their hands touching. Ron’s brown ones met Ellie’s blue ones; neither of them moved.
     Mindy gave them a knowing look. It looked like it wouldn’t just be the kids that would be having a summer fling here at Camp Whacki Weechi this year.
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ktellmeastory · 4 years
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If you’re still doing ships, I’m 5’2, half japanese, love cottage/vintage cute fashion, im getting my degree in art history, I love reading and cooking and museums, I can be a little odd but I really care about the people who I’m close to (not many), I feel things very strongly and sometimes have a short temper but I’m honestly just a tiny angry frog. Love your writing! Keep up the great work!
Ronnie Peterson has lived through some really random times, so being able to love on this tiny odd ball who goes angry at the drop of a hat has really been an adventure. He likes to tease that you’re like TinkerBell...you’re so tiny you can only have one emotion at a time, and usually its rage.  He’ll usually let you rage for a few minutes until you start to tire yourself out and then he’ll kiss you until you calm down (or you get amped for a completely different reason).  Then you’ll usually cook together or head out in his little smart car for a day at your favorite museum.
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eagerforhoney · 2 years
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EAGERFORHONEY'S MASTERLIST
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Series:
Somewhere Between - A Western Tale with Clyde Logan
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Chapter One: Fire Escape
Chapter Two: Cowboy Bath
Chapter Three: A Long Time Coming
Writing Events:
Twelve Days of Fluffmas 2021
Kinktober 2021 (Unfinished)
Thots/Dribbles/Asks:
Which boy would only have eyes for you?
Worshipping Charlie's Tummy
Flip comforting anxious reader
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themuseic · 2 years
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Day 6: Lingerie
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Ronnie Peterson x Fem!Reader  / /  WC: 735
Warnings: Use of “Officer” as an honorific. 
Prompt list here.
“It’ll be a surprise.”
That's what you had said to Officer Peterson the week before your anniversary. The plan? Takeout, movies, and oodles of sex, any way he wanted, anything you wanted. A full night of indulgence and love, not that it was much different than any other weekend for the two of you. 
But when he asked if he should wear something nice - “It is our first anniversary after all!” - you had simply tapped him right on the nose with an outstretched index finger. “It’ll be a surprise,” you had insisted, whipping around to walk straight out of the station and let him fume. And so that he didn’t catch your cheeky smile just at the thought of it. 
So Ronnie sits, his back against the pillow nest you built together on the floor, grasping his wrist above his head as he reclines in wait for you. He surveys the plush area on the floor, accounting for each pillow to make sure that he has enough to prop you up so he can fuck into you just the way you both like. At just the thought of sinking into your perfect pussy, his cock jumps and he’s forced to re-adjust himself, commando in those grey sweatpants you bought for him a week into your relationship. 
With each passing minute, Ronnie finds himself more anxious. His palms sweat and he glances at the door more and more often. Until he can’t stand it any longer.
“Babe?” he calls into the hallway. “You okay in there?”
“Yes, officer,” your silken voice drifts down the hallway. “Are you ready though?”
“Mhm, very.” 
He can hear the padding of your feet as you step down the hallway and what you ask just before you get to the doorway, putting the robin's egg blue lingerie set on full display. “Do you like it?”
You swear you’ve never seen him move so fast in his life. 
In a flash he’s on his feet, and in another second, standing in front of you. Ronnie is almost cross eyed as he looks down his nose at you, his mouth open and his eyes full of adoration. “Oh my god,” he breathes, running his hand down your side. His fingers trace the straps over your hip, sliding his hand around to cup your ass while his other hand plays with the lace over your breast. 
You lean up and kiss the apple of his cheek, smiling against the warm skin you find there. “Do you like it then? Did I do good?” With a devious smile you snake your hand in between your bodies and find just what you’re looking for. 
“Hmmm,” you hum, your smile developing into a full grin. “Looks like I did.”
Ronnie, it turns out, is far less articulate. 
“God this looks so good on you, you look so fucking incredible,” Ronnie pants, his brow furrowed. “The straps are… oh my fuck and the lace…” he trails off as he leans in to drag his nose over the strap on your shoulder. He gasps, his breath heady and trembling. 
“You mentioned you liked the idea a few weeks ago-”
“Yeah how the fuck did I not say anything sooner?” Ronnie shakes his head. “I could have had you like this before then?” He looks up at you, his head rocking back and forth as a smile breaks across his face. “You know, I’m never going to want you in anything else.”
“Not even naked?” “Close second.”
With his hand that nearly covers your entire jawline, he grasps your chin and pulls you into a crushing kiss. Ronnie’s arm wraps around your waist and he tugs you close to him, and you grunt into his mouth as you throw your arms around his neck. 
When he has to come up for air - and he does, because how could he bother to breathe when he has to kiss you deeper than you thought possible - Ronnie’s eyes simmer with hunger. He looks at you like he is ready to devour you whole. “Get the fuck on the floor,” he growls, his eyes flicking between your eyes and your lips the entire time. “I’m going to fuck you dumb in that pretty get up you’re in.” He kisses you again, quickly, but no less desperate than before. “And then I’m going to rip it off of you and fuck you again.”
“Yes Officer.”
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temos-era · 3 years
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Late Night Patrol
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After a one-night stand, you return to work the following day to discover that last night’s bedmate; Ronnie Peterson is your new Chief of Police.
Despite your best efforts to avoid the temptation; you enter into a dangerous liaison when you agree to be his.
And, for the first time in your life, you feel like a criminal dancing with the Devil when you discover he’s not as innocent as you first presumed.
Officer Ronnie Peterson x Fem Reader
Word Count: 65, 828
Tags: PTSD, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Manipulation, Light Dom/Sub, PIV Sex, Oral Sex, Boss/Employee Relationship, Ronnie Peterson but Darker.
Chapters: 16/16
Read it on AO3 or Wattpad
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tobesoalive · 3 years
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welcome
This is a place where I will store all my writings. I’ve always wanted to start a fan fiction blog so here we are! I will make a post soon about who I write for and what I'll write. Thanks for stopping by, I hope to see you again :)
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hopeamarsu · 1 year
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Whumptober Day 8: Everything Hurts and I'm Dying
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Whumptober masterlist
Ronnie Peterson x gn!reader
Rating: Mature
Word count: 677
Warnings: Zombie apocalypse, reunion, zombie attack, allusion to death and killing
Summary: Life after a zombie apocalypse was lonely. Or was it?
Stomach Pain | Head Trauma | Back from the Dead
The virus that got its start from Centerville spread throughout the country almost overnight. Two months later, no corner of the continent was safe and the undead roamed everywhere, demanding the last thing they had wanted when alive and cutting through everything in their way to get to it. 
Safe havens were set up by the military but for the most part, it was unbelievably hard to get into one of them unless you had the money to buy your way in. The poor and unfortunate were left to defend themselves while the rich barricaded themselves in. Nothing had changed even in the event of a zombie apocalypse. 
Some people banded together, others worked alone. It was a nasty business out there, no laws and no honor among survivors. If you weren’t eaten by zombies, there was a good chance a fellow survivor would cut you down to gain something or nothing. So for the most part, you were on your own. Never staying long in one place and always carrying just the essentials, hopping from one abandoned house to the other for shelter. 
You crept around one such shelter, casing the place before entering. You didn't hear any moaning or groaning, so the place might be safe. But you needed to make sure of that before stepping inside. Peeking through the windows, you didn’t see much inside but it looked relatively clean. Abandoned most likely before anything drastic had gone down in the house. One final walk around later you decided it was safe enough and picked your way inside. 
Opening the door, you were met with a barrel of a gun and an angry looking… Ronnie Peterson? You blinked, unsure of what you were seeing. “Ronnie?” 
This had to be a mirage, a final fuck you from God or whatever deity looked after this nightmare. A final glimpse at the man you had been falling in love with and who had been on ground zero when the outbreak happened. The man you knew was loyal to a fault and had no doubt tried to help others escape Centerville while remaining behind to battle, finally succumbing to the horde. The man whose demise you had cried over night after night while trying not to join him in darkness prematurely. 
“Sweetie?” His voice was ragged and rusty. His gun wobbled a bit until he seemed to blink back into reality, his big brown eyes growing wide behind cracked glasses. With a clank, the gun dropped to the ground and he pulled you into his arms, kissing you with ferocity your sweet, gentle Ronnie had never displayed before. 
The kiss told you everything. How much he hurt everywhere, how he felt like he’d been slowly dying, unsure of your fate. How he battled and raged, tried to find information about you while killing more and more. How he felt like this was the first free breath he’d taken since that night, because you were alive and in his arms. 
You responded in kind, telling him without words how you loved him, how you had missed him and how grateful you were of this miracle of him returning to you from being dead. That kiss might’ve lasted for a decade had it not been for the groaning and moaning in the distance.
Quickly, both of you detangled and faced the open door. A horde of four zombies were headed your way. 
Ronnie bent down, picking up the gun from the ground. He then pulled out a machete from beside the door, eyes still glued on the driveway and the horde advancing slowly. You followed his lead, picking your own weapons from your person, a grim grin on your lips. It was a small group, you could take this on. And with your lost and found lover by your side, you’d take on the world with him. 
“Ready, sweetie?” Ronnie mumbled and you nodded, lip curling in defiance. 
With a final look to confirm you’d meet on the other side of the battle, both of you charged forward, weapons drawn. 
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mrs-gucci · 3 years
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May I please request watching fireworks with officer Ronnie please??? I adore the idea of snuggling in a hammock, enjoying the view and company ❤
Constellations [drabble] {Ronnie Peterson x Reader} 🎇
author's notes: hello, hello! this is such a sweet request, ugh, I'm a sucker for some Ronnie fluff. thanks for submitting :)
warnings: fluff. fireworks. briefly mentioned consumption of alcohol. ronnie’s a nerd lol.  
no tw's, just fluffy goodness :)
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After a long and eventful day of swimming, socializing, eating, and drinking at the Centerville community pool, you’re happy to finally have some time alone with your beloved Ronnie. 
You were so honored when Ronnie asked you to join him at the yearly Centerville PD Fourth of July party. It was a big step in your two month-old relationship and you were really excited to finally meet the coworkers you’d heard so much about.
Of course, as expected, they’re all very lovely and you got along quite well with everyone. You could tell that Ronnie was happy, and perhaps a bit relieved, when he saw how well his coworkers took to you. 
“I’ve got a little surprise for you, muffin.” He says, reaching out his hand for you to take.
Your eyebrows raise and you give him a playfully skeptical look. “What are you up to, Officer?”
“Nothing! It’s just a little something for us to enjoy.”
He leads you up a small hill and when you get to the top, there’s a hammock set up between trees along with a bottle of wine and some finger foods. You look up at him, a smile spreading across your face.
“Ronnie...wow, this is so wonderful. Thank you for setting this up.”
His lips reach down to meet yours, giving a few short kisses before pulling away again. “I’m so happy you like it, sweetness.”
The two of you make your way over to the setup and you pour the glasses of wine while Ronnie turns on the little lanterns sitting around the hammock. He climbs in first before you join, settling in between his legs.
You lean back against his broad chest, sighing contently before taking a sip of wine. He holds the glass with one hand while the other rests on your bare shoulder, thumb rubbing gently over your shoulder blade.
“The stars are out tonight.” He says after a minute. 
Looking up at the sky, you nod, smiling softly. “They are indeed. Can you name any of the constellations?”
“Hmmmm,” His eyes dart around the dark sky, looking at each noticeable cluster of stars. He points to each one as he speaks. “Well, there’s Draco, the Little Dipper, Ursa Major, Orion...”
Your eyes follow his hand as he points to all the different constellations, marveling at his knowledge. When he’s finished, you turn onto your side and look up at him, smiling.
“You’re such a geek.” You tease, reaching up to kiss him.
Ronnie’s chuckles vibrate against your lips as he kisses you in return. “I know, but you love it.”
“I do, indeed.”
Suddenly, a burst of light erupts in the sky, accompanied by a loud crackle sound, and you quickly look back up. The sky is alive, bursts of various colors shooting across the dark backdrop. 
The two of you are silent for the first few minutes, but, with quite a bit of maneuvering, you turn around and reach up to connect your lips with his. He smiles, returning your kiss eagerly.
Needless to say, you missed the rest of the fireworks show.
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brideofkylosolo · 3 months
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Day 2 of 12 Days of Smutty/Fluffy Fanfics is up. Hope you all enjoy it
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rynwritesstuff · 2 years
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I know it's not a prompt but could you PLEASE do something with the idea of surprising Ronnie at the station with a sexy Halloween costume when he's working the late shift 😩
I am once again begging for more Ronnie smut🤲🏻
Ask and you shall recieve, Cait! You know I'm always in the mood for some Ronnie ;)
Surprising him with a sexy Halloween costume + Ronnie Peterson
NSFW: Unprotected sex, teasing, orgasm denial, sliiiight sub!Ronnie
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The tiny bell on the door jingles as you walk into the station wearing a massive coat that goes down to your knees. It's zipped up, and although it's chilly outside, you're a bit overheated.
Ronnie looks up from what he's doing, expecting to see one of his coworkers. He smiles when your eyes meet.
"Hey, baby," he hums, standing up. He walks over to you and puts his hands on your hips. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
You put your hands on his big, firm chest. His belly presses against you, just as it always does, and you reach down to touch it.
"Just missed you," you say. "And I got you a little surprise . . ."
"Oh?" Ronnie hums, expecting cookies or coffee or--
Oh. Oh, wow. You're barely wearing any clothes.
Not that he's complaining, of course. He would never.
Your coat falls to the floor, and Ronnie is glad that he's the only one working the night shift.
You tug him close by the collar of his shirt.
"Go ahead," you say. "Touch me."
You're wearing a skimpy little maid costume, complete with a pair of high heels. Your thighs look so pretty, and Ronnie certainly wouldn't mind burying his face between your legs to get a taste of what's waiting for him.
"Damn," he says. "You're, uh . . . Really pretty."
You laugh softly, pushing his chest.
"Sit down, baby boy," you tell him. He does. You straddle him, your thighs on either side of his body. Ronnie rests his hands on your ass, squeezing gently. His eyes widen.
"Where are your--"
"At home," you say as he feels your bare ass. "Didn't think I'd need them."
Ronnie smiles, then presses his lips against yours. You tug at his hair as you kiss him.
"Take your cock out, handsome. Wanna ride you."
He hurries to undo his belt, tosses it to the floor, then pulls his cock out. You sit up a bit so that you can position yourself on top of him.
He's hard as a fucking rock, and he holds his cock steady as you sink down on him.
You sigh, gripping his shoulders as you get his massive erection seated deep inside your waiting cunt.
Ronnie grunts, his eyes fluttering shut.
"Fuck, babe, so wet . . ."
You begin to bounce on top of him, your cunt squelching as you do so. Ronnie's moaning and sighing, and he's got his head tipped back. He's so pretty like this, all needy and desperate.
You pull his hair.
"Love your big cock, Ronnie," you moan.
He lets out a soft, shaky laugh.
"Yeah? What do you like about it?"
"The way you make me feel," you groan. "S-So good."
He's getting close, you can tell from the way he's starting to squirm. You halt your movements and slowly pull off, much to Ronnie's dismay.
"Wha--"
You pick your coat off the ground and pull it back on with a smirk.
"Have a good night, baby," you hum. Ronnie's stumbling as he shoves his cock, which is purple at the tip, back into his pants.
"Wait, wait, you can't just-- Babe, stop, don't leave, are you mad at me?"
You sigh, smiling up at him.
"No, sweetheart, I'm not mad. It's something called teasing . . ."
Ronnie huffs.
"I was so close."
"I know you were."
Ronnie smacks your ass.
"You're gonna get it when I get home," he says, pouting. You hum.
"Don't forget the handcuffs, then, baby."
Taglist: @safarigirlsp @thepalaceofmelanie @clydesfavoritegirl @mrs-gucci @iamburdened @mrs-zimmerman @eagerforhoney @i-cant-draw-faces @icarusinthesea @candycanes19 @danidanisara
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ladyofreylo · 3 years
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Officer Ronnie Peterson takes new girlfriend Rey Johnson out to see Night of the Living Dead on Halloween. It seems like a typical date... but then, it's Halloween and nothing is as it seemssssss. MUHAHAHAHAHA.
Beautiful moodie by Bensoloswhore
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eagerforhoney · 2 years
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KINKTOBER DAY 5 - Ronnie Peterson x Reader
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Kinktober Day 5: Uniforms
WC: 1200ish
Ronnie Peterson x Fem!Reader
CW/TW: piv sex, public sex, arousal from a man in uniform, police officers portrayed positively
Smut below the cut! Tagging a few folks: @supremeleaderandprincekyloren @hopeamarsu @rynwritesstuff @jynzandtonic @mariesackler @mrs-zimmerman @mrs-gucci
Day 4 Day 3 Day 2 Day 1
You were in the middle of running errands and had just stepped out of the post office when your eyes landed on something that made your heart swell. It was your husband being way too cute for his own good filling up the cruiser at the gas station across the street. He didn’t see you, yet you weren’t doing anything but staring at him. You’ve seen him in his uniform -- thousands of times. Yet there was something so sexy thinking about him ‘out on the job’ protecting your town in his form-fitting uniform. It hugged him in all the right places, subtly showing off his body from his wide chest to his strong thighs.
You realize you must have looked insane standing in the middle of the sidewalk gawking at a cop across the way, damn near drooling with cartoon heart eyes. You straighten yourself out, trying to ignore the added heat to your core and your nipples hardening with each step you take to bring you closer to him.
He still hasn’t noticed you. He’s zoned out, staring at the pump as the tank fills. You have to mentally tell yourself not to jump him, to slow down. He’s standing tall with his large, muscular arms crossed over his chest with his beautiful brow furrowed. The button up shirt of his uniform is tight against his back, accentuating the defined muscle underneath. You come up next to him, both bodies hidden from public view thanks to the cruiser.
He startles when there is suddenly someone very close next to him. He shouldn’t have been spacing out like that, but it had been such a slow day. He looks down and gives his surprise visitor the biggest, most genuine grin. He shoots out his arms, wrapping them around you and squeezing you tight. You audibly sigh, happy to be wrapped in his arms but also have your body pressed up against him, feeling your husband’s large frame encapsulate you. “Hiya Honey, what a nice surprise to see you!” he says to you before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips.
You feel his soft lips touch yours and you feel like you’re starting to feel as insane as you look. “Likewise” you sigh and smile before continuing. “Sweetie, seeing you out working in your uniform is really doing it for me right now, you look so sexy.” As you speak you’re running your hands up his front, feeling the warmth from his body radiate out to you pulling you closer into him.
He cocks an eyebrow at you with a sideways grin. “Oh, yeah? You want a police officer to take you into the back of his squad car and detain you?” He’s whispering into your ear at this point, almost humming his words. A shiver runs down your spine and you grip his collar. He sees how needy you’re getting and decides the extremely slow day wouldn’t be picking up any time soon. “Get in the car Mrs. Peterson. We have places to go.” You wickedly grin back at him before hopping into the passenger side of your husband’s squad car.
You don’t drive very far, just behind the main strip mall of businesses in town. Ronnie exits the car rounding the front and opens the door on your side. You take his hand and step out. You’re outside for seconds before he’s sliding into the backseat and pulling you with him, seating you on his lap. You don’t waste any time grinding on him and kissing up his neck, wrapping your arms around his neck latching yourself to him. “Are you going to comply with the police, Mrs. Peterson?” Ronnie questions as he roughly gropes your body, encouraging your gyrations. Your clothed clit is rubbing on his belt and you’re internally screaming. “Yes, officer. What do I need to do?” you reply in between kissing his swollen lips and tugging on the hair at the nape of his neck.
Ronnie groans at your eagerness and bucks up into you, making you both moan into each others’ mouths. “Gonna need you to ride my cock, angel.” You smile into his lips at his pet name, among the many he uses for you. You help each other undo belts and buttons and zippers and soon after you’re grinding your wet lips over his hard length. Spreading your slick all over him, you pin his throbbing cock between your legs. Your heart skips a beat every time his leaking tip hitches around your clit and you dig your nails into his shoulders.
Both of you want to feel him inside you, so you raise up onto your knees and he positions his tip at your entrance. You slowly sink down onto his large cock and shudder with how much he fills you. You take a couple breaths as you adjust to his size once your hips meet but can’t hold out for long before you’re grinding on him again, rubbing your bare clit against the base of him where you two are connected. “Fuck you feel so good honey, your pussy feels so good, I’m in heaven.” You smile at how your husband praises you, letting it go straight to your core. He grabs your hips and ass with an iron grip and you take that as a signal to start bouncing on his cock. “Oh my gooodddd Ronnie, baby, yes!” you exclaim as you feel his length spear into you. You look down and see yourself riding your husband in his uniform and it makes a new wave of slick squelch around him. You’re whining from the angles at which he is fucking into you and Ronnie is eating it the fuck up. “Such a pretty whore, letting a police officer fuck her in his car.” You moan at his words and clench your pussy around him. He's moving your hips as you bounce on him so your clit deliciously rubs all over him with each thrust. “Can I cum officer? I’m so close” you beg as you feel it quickly rising within you.
The look on your face as you beg him makes him lose his mind. “Hurry, I need to fill your cunt.” His gruff response is the cherry on top of your orgasm as it crashes over you. Waves of bliss hit you over and over, and Ronnie is feeling the amazing contractions of your walls around him the whole way through. As you begin to come down you feel him still himself deep inside you followed by the warm feeling of his cum filling you up.
You’re both breathing heavy and holding each other tight. You sit up to look into your husband’s eyes and they are already crinkled from him smiling up at you. You give him a loving peck to his lips before getting off his lap and putting your pants back on. He picks up your panties and puts them in his pocket, something to tie him over the rest of his shift.
Minutes later he’s dropping you off at your car. “I’ll see you at home, sweets. I’m making your favorite dinner tonight.. takeout.” You wink at him before leaning in for a kiss. He leans in like second nature to meet your lips. As you settle into the driver’s seat of your own car, you see Ronnie peel out onto the road and drive away, uniform and all. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too long before he was walking through your front door again.
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kylorenskitten · 4 years
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Theprinceofthestars - Open for Requests!
Hello! My name is Kitty and I love to write fanfiction for fun in my spare time. I love to write reader-insert fanfiction about the characters that Adam Driver portrays in film. (I will not write fic’s about the real Adam Driver because I think it’s disrespectful but there’s no harm in a little fantasizing over the fictional characters he portrays.) I try my best to write with proper grammar and I’ve been writing since I was very young.
These are the character’s I’ll write for:
Supreme Leader Kylo Ren (When I write for Kylo, I write him set in an AU where he killed Snoke, destroyed the Resistance, and now reins as the strongest man in the galaxy.)
Charlie Barber
Clyde Logan
Flip Zimmerman
Paterson
Adam Sackler
Ronnie Peterson
Any characters not listed; I do not write for.
 This is what I do not write:
Heavy angst (like breakups or divorce between the character and the reader or infidelity and cheating), death/MCD, breeding kink, and dub-con/non-con.
 This is what I will write:
Daddy kink/ddlg, pet play kink/kitten/master, and bondage kink. Also basically anything else you’d like me to write that doesn’t involve the things I listed above.
 My ask box is now open for requests! I’m newly starting this blog and I wanna see where it goes! Thank you!
[Edited 4/24/20: I may not do every request I receive if I don't have the inspiration for it and I have the right to choose not to do a request.
Thanks to everyone who's shown me love this past week! More writing to come soon! Reblogging this again so hopefully more people see it.]
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candycanes19 · 5 years
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