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abbyromanoff · 6 months

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Can I request a top! Jane Banner x fem!reader, with angst,smut and fluff at the end, where, reader is a new police and Jane is her superior & she take a like in reader months later but try to hide it, making reader feel bad then you can do the rest as you want

HATE ME? OR LOVE ME?

PAIRINGS: Jane Banner x reader

WORD COUNT: 3,220

WARNINGS: smut, love hate relationship, kinda enemies to lovers, angst, Jane hiding her feelings, cunnilingus, pet names, r getting stood up, making out, fingering, squirting, multiple orgasms, top!Jane, fluff, think that’s all :)

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“That’s the problem, Y/N, you can never do anything right!” The words rang through your mind on repeat. Your superior was the one who spit them, letting her built-up anger rise to the point of overfilling, and you were the one to suffer. You knew she despised you, and if it was up to her, you wouldn’t have been hired in the first place. You didn’t mind, you were used to being disliked throughout your life and came to an acceptance of the fact. And it wasn’t because she was your boss that it affected you so much, it’s because you liked her in ways you shouldn’t like your higher supervisor.

She would watch your every move, each step haunting her mind. You expected it was so she could find an excuse to report you and see you go, but it was really because she just wanted to admire you any chance she had. You wouldn’t understand, which is why she kept quiet. It pained her to see you frown, but she couldn’t let herself get as close as she wanted to. So, instead of remaining neutral, she decided to take her frustration and fill your heart with the hurtful words she’d mutter.

People suggested you report her, but you didn’t want to. You’d rather take the glares than see her separated from you, or even worse, be forced to leave for good. You instead took to ridding yourself of the sleep you needed and thriving on the suffering you enforced, all while she painted your mind. You couldn’t even focus on the comments, only focusing on the beauty that expressed them. That’s what you hated most, that you couldn’t hate her.

“Ma’am, I’m sorry, but if your other person doesn’t arrive in the next five minutes, we’ll be forced to remove you. Unless you’d like to place your order, that is.” The waiter smiled apologetically, and you guessed he had dealt with this before, a guest being stood up and holding hopes they’d arrive. You were ready to give up and leave with a small apology for wasting their time, that was until you noticed a woman stepping forward.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Jane looked in your direction, her eyes widening at your low-cut dress. You looked so beautiful, just like you always did.

“Y/N, nice to see you here.” You rolled your eyes with a groan, handing the menu to the waiter before standing. She furrowed her brows slightly, nodding the man off as you tried to walk past her, only for her arm to grasp your shoulder in an attempt for you to stay.

“Woah, relax now,” She started. “Where do you think you’re going?” You took a deep breath before turning, eyeing the woman with a clenched jaw.

“Home. Why, you going to follow me there too?” She chuckled, releasing her grip when she realized she didn’t have to force you to stay.

“I just might.” There was a short beat of silence before you blew a breath, getting ready to leave before she repeated her actions.

“Alright, what do you want? I’m off work hours, you can’t keep me.”

“Gosh, don’t be such a fucking bore. You got stood up, so I was trying to do the right thing and ask you if you’d like to join me instead.” You didn’t believe her, there was no chance she had good intentions when it came to you. She hated you, why would she ever want to change that?

“What, so you can make up a lie that you need to pee so I’ll end up being stuck paying the bill?” She remained relaxed, refusing to feed into your annoyance and letting you get a reaction. She got hers already, now you were just dying to get some sort of revenge.

“Look, I know we don’t get along all the time-“

“We never do. Maybe if you weren’t such a fucking dick, I’d actually be willing to strike up a conversation with you.” You stated calmly, and she tightened her grip at your interruption. No one interrupts her, especially when you’re beneath her. But, she let it go past her, maintaining a tense smile as she pointed to her seat. There were only two chairs, either she was on a date or was eating alone. And with her lack of empathy, you guessed it was the latter.

“Well, maybe this is me trying to redeem myself. C’mon, you know we both have nothing better to do. I’m waiting for my mother to arrive, and you’re going home alone.”

“How do you know I’m going home alone? Maybe I’m going home to my wife and kids, maybe I’m going home to my family, maybe I’m going home to my cat-“

“Alright, I get it. If you really have places to go then you wouldn’t have been waiting for your date to show up for half an hour. But, if you really don’t want to, then you can leave.” You debated between your options, dinner with a woman who hated you, or going home to imagine being with the same woman. She’d hold you tight on the couch, kiss your forehead while your legs laid across hers. Her soft giggles showing her whitened pearls. Then she’d kiss you goodnight as she tucked you into bed, joining you soon after and returning her arms to their righteous spot around you.

You blinked twice, trying to register that you were in fact forced to live in the present time when all you wanted was to experience the daydreams you escaped through.

“Fine, I’ll stay. But don’t think I wanted this.” She smirked, letting you sit before pushing your chair in. You saw your previous table being occupied by a happy couple and smiled sadly, wishing you were taking their current places. You didn’t care for the view the seat had, but the one they each held was better than anything.

“Can we get the Le Medoc De Cos wine for the table, please?” You failed to understand how she didn’t miss a single beat, she must be a regular.

“Of course, ma’am, is there anything else I can start the two of you with?” He turned his gaze to you respectfully, and you grinned warmly.

“Uh, I’ll just have a glass of water, please.” He nodded and returned to the back where you assumed he was preparing the carefulness of the wine.

“You don’t order water at a restaurant like this, dumbass.” She scowled while her eyes remained on the menu, occasionally letting her eyebrows lift in a small excitement as she read the ingredients.

“Well, I think we both know I don’t have the funds for the wine you got.” It was true, you were only just starting a few months ago and were still considered young by most, it was nearly impossible for you to make the same as her.

“You’re not paying the bill, don’t worry about prices.” Your eyes widened as you looked at her dumbfounded. She lowered the paper and returned your gaze, making you evert your own slightly.

“We’re cutting this in half, I’m not letting you pay the bill and then use it against me for the rest of my life.”

“Oh my fucking God, will you relax with the assumptions? I’m not that big of a bitch, no matter how much you think I am.”

“I would calm yourself on the language, young lady.” Jane turned to see where the voice came from, only to sigh as her Mother came into view. She gave a tight-lipped smile and stood, giving the older woman a small hug and resting her hands on her arms.

“It’s great to see you, Mom.” She brushed her off, pulling out her chair as your boss was left stranded. She gulped, glancing towards you as you gave a small greeting to the guest. She took your hand with a small shake, something Jane rarely saw.

“Sorry for the intrusion, I’m your daughter's coworker and we happened to be dining in at the same place tonight.” She looked to her child for more description, and you feared you spoke wrong.

“Y/N here got stood up tonight and I thought I’d do the right thing and invite her to eat with us, I hope you don’t mind.” The reminder brought a roll to your eyes before you disguised it with a clearing of your throat, catching the attention of both.

“Oh, not at all! It’s lovely to meet you, dear.” The entire dinner went on with minimal chatting, you started to assume you were intruding on their special night. You grabbed your phone, excusing yourself to the bathroom with shaky hands. You refused to lift your gaze for the entire walk until you reached the door. When inside, you placed your hands on the marble countertop and sighed, letting the tension from the week release. Suddenly, you heard the door open with a small squeak and turned, only to see Jane looking back at you.

“Please don’t leave.” Confusion wrote itself across your face before you chuckled softly, shaking your head in disbelief.

“And why is that?” She licked her lips and bit them softly, knotting her arms together as they laid across her chest.

“I can’t stand that woman and I definitely don’t want to deal with her alone.” She admitted, but you didn’t understand her hatred for her mother. You picked up on the small comments throughout the dinner, but you guessed it was playful nature when she’d give a small laugh in response, only now did you realize they were most likely fake.

“And…I guess I enjoy having you there to, you know, ease the awkwardness.” You were planning on cutting the meal short for yourself, but you understood her request. Even if she was technically using you, you didn’t want her to suffer through something like this, you still cared for her.

“Fine, I’ll stay.” She seemed relieved by your response and rushed forward to greet you in a grateful hug, only to come to her senses moments later.

“Oh, right, uhm- sorry.” She gave you one last smile of appreciation before exiting, returning to her awaiting mother.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, I was just checking in on them.” She took a bite of the food, instantly regretting the action as the heat filled her senses.

“You know, you two make a really cute couple.” Not only was it hot, but now Jane was nearly choking on the steak. She pressed her fist against her chest a few times before clearing her throat.

“Uh, we’re- we’re not dating, Mom.”

“Look, I know you don’t believe in love, and trust me, after your father, I thought I never would either. But, love comes random, you can’t choose who you fall for. Besides, I may be old but that doesn’t mean I can’t spot the sexual tension between you two.” The sudden outburst sent heat waves to your boss's cheeks.

“Mom! There is no sexual tension between us! They hate me, if anything, I’m a complete dickbag to them.”

“Because you don’t want to accept that your dream of being alone forever is fading into something new. So, please, do me a favor and stop being a baby.” She saw you stalking back out of the corner of her eye and grinned as she stood. Jane was still stuck in thought, her forehead creased together as she, once again, started to bite her lip.

“Well, I believe I should be leaving now. It was so lovely to meet you, dear, I know me and my daughter loved your company.”

“Awh, you’re leaving already?” You brought her in for a short hug while she nodded, turning to her daughter to say a short goodbye. You wondered why she didn’t do the same with her as she did with you, but you brushed it off.

“Alright, I’ll ask the waiter for a box, are you saving your food?” Her Mother was now out of the building and you could get rid of your facade. She shook her head as she came back to her senses, your voice filling her ears as they dinged in excitement.

“Why not get a dessert? I mean, we’re already here, no point in leaving yet.” You eyed her with suspicion and she only pestered on.

“Seriously, what the fuck is up with you? Why are you being nice all of a sudden?” Her mother's words rang in her head once again as she got a true, genuine look at you. She always thought you were a heaven-sent piece of artwork, but now you looked ever more angelic. She didn’t know how you did, but you did.

“I just want to get dessert, is that so bad?” You huffed out a breath and examined the menu, your mouth watering at the descriptions. When the waiter came over, he kindly took your requests along with the papers. There was a silence that roamed over the both of you, Jane found it comforting. She knew you probably didn’t feel the same, but being able to have a moment with her thoughts that filled of you was always her peace.

“Dove chocolate cheesecake for you, ma’am,” She smiled in appreciation and took the dish before he turned to you. “And the chef’s special Tiramisu for you, Miss.” You repeated Jane’s movements, leading him to stand over the table with his hands together in front of him.

“Would you or your wife like anything else before I hand over the bill?” You blanked for a moment, chuckling awkwardly to yourself as you glanced up at him.

“Oh, we’re not-”

“Yes, actually. Would we be able to have a refill of their water, please?” You turned to look at her now, tilting your head to the side as she acted oblivious. He nodded and returned shortly with your new glass and the bill. You examined the total with widened eyes.

“The lady with you paid for half already.” He stated before leaving the two of you.

“Why didn’t you correct him?”

“For what?”

“Don’t play dumb, for saying you’re my wife.” She shrugged with a mouthful of her food, leading you to eventually give up and bask in the flavors the dish greeted you with.

The two of you were walking out of the restaurant, Jane holding the door open for you and leading you to your car. She hoped you parked as far as possible, just so she could get an extra few minutes with you. Her hand longed to interlace with yours, but she held back in fear.

“I hope you enjoyed tonight.” She spoke when you stopped in front of the vehicle she recognized as yours. You nodded with a thin line on your mouth before she said her goodbyes. She turned around with a sigh before stopping herself when she heard your voice.

“Yeah?” She saw you stalking forward, your head down until your body was mere inches from hers.

“I actually did enjoy tonight, thank you for inviting me.” She smiled gently when you lifted your head to glance at her, her impulses failing her as she placed her hands on your hips and drew you in. Her lips touched yours in a soft, searing manner as you sunk into it.

“W-what?” She gulped fearfully, pulling away as your hooded eyes searched hers.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, I-I didn’t mean to-” Her words were cut short as you pulled her back in, groaning as her body molded against yours. She placed her hands on your bottom, smiling gracefully as her tongue was granted entrance. She pushed you against the hood of the car, feeling your arms wrap around her neck while your thighs parted enough for her to place her knee between them. You instinctively grinded against the soft skin that greeted you, resulting in a muffled moan to escape.

“Wait-” She furrowed her eyebrows as she rested her forehead against yours, instantly following your request.

“I don’t want to do this here. Will you come home with me?”

Her slender fingers drew in and out of you in a hurry, her hot breath fanning across your face as you mumbled out pleas. She found her gaze falling to the connection between you two, shuddering as your tight hole accepted a third digit. Your legs wrapped around her form, your chest heaving with every inhale. Your nipples hardened from the gush of wind before a gasp left you, Jane’s wet mouth finding it as her free hand led yours to the neglected breast. You toyed with the hard bud, fluttering your eyes shut as you bit your lip.

“No, let me hear you, baby.” She dreamed of hearing everything you released, she wasn’t going to let that be stripped away from her.

“Jane-” Her name wasn’t her favorite word, but hearing your soft whine made it a blessing to her eardrums. Her clit throbbed in delight, begging to meet yours.

“Yeah?” Her jaw was now resting on your shoulder, her lips right next to your ear as she left pecks down your neck. She hoped they’d leave a mark, just so everyone would know you belonged to her now. But, in reality, you always have.

“Need to cum- fuck! I need it so bad.” Your fingertips came to scratch at her scalp softly, your legs starting to shake the closer you got. Your coil tightened the more you held back, yet it begged to let go.

“I need you, Jane.” The stumbled sentence brought a stall to her movements. She only continued her thrusts when a whine bounced off the walls, the creator being the person beneath her.

“I know, I need you just as bad, darlin’.” She felt liquid spray against her crotch as you cried out, clawing at any part of skin you could grapple onto.

“Oh, God, ‘feels ‘o good!” Your babbles brought a dark chuckle to the woman. She thrived on the fact that she was the reason you were like this. You were no longer crying from her harsh words, you were crying from how good she made you feel.

“No, no, we’re not done just yet,” She informed when noticing you tried squeezing your legs shut.

“Don’t be embarrassed, love, I find it so fucking hot that you squirted for me, makes me so, so wet.” Your cheeks reddened, your eyes unable to meet hers when her finger came in contact with your chin. You hadn’t noticed her pulling out of you, the bliss of the moment being too heavy for your mind to keep track of your surroundings.

“Don’t you taste fucking heavenly?” She forced you to suck the sweet nectar coating her digits, chuckling as you gagged when they hit the back of your throat. You moaned around them, suckling every last drop.

“Spread ‘em, angel,” You whimpered, shaking your head in disagreement. “I said, spread ‘em, you can take another, you will.” You obeyed slowly, feeling her fingers instantly spreading your folds as her tongue came in contact with your sensitive bud.

“More, baby, I want you to struggle.” Her lips instantly wrapped around your clit, the sounds of your juices being evident as she sucked harshly.

“Fuck, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

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vintagecamping · 3 months

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Hiking through Indian Pass in the Continental Divide.

Wind River Range, Wyoming

1971

#vintage camping #campfire light #wyoming #wind river #indian pass #history #hiking #camping #outdoors #exploring #1970s

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gingiesworld · 6 months

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Plaything (Kinktober)

Jane Banner x GN! Reader

Warnings: Smut. Jane tied up and spread. Amab! Reader

Taglist: @bababaka @natashaswife4125 @natashamaximoff-69 @wizardofstories @canvascoloredin

18+ MINORS DNI

Jane didn't really understand how she had got herself in her position right now. Tied up to a bed. One bed post for each limb as she lay bare. Y/N, a well known mob boss was sat on a chair at the foot of the bed. Watching each breath that Jane had took, the wetness that was pooling between her legs.

"You know, I think I am off of my game if they sent a rookie to come after me." They smirked as they played with the blade in their hands.

"I am not a rookie." Jane told them confidently, given the situation.

"Well, with the you being tied up says otherwise Ms Banner." Y/N stood up and approached the side of the bed, looking down upon her as they soon danced the cool blade around her skin. "I know who you are. I did my research."

"Fuck you." Jane spat at them as they chuckled darkly. Soon carving their initials into her side, causing her to bite her lip at the brief pain.

"You know, I did originally expect an older fella but you were a surprise." They smirked as they placed the blade down on the table before their fingers started to dance around her skin. Jane avoided eye contact as her skin began to tingle beneath their touch. "The usual ones, I just carve them up and dispose of them like garbage, but you." Their hand made it's way towards her centre, running their finger through her folds as she tried and failed to hold back a moan. "I think I might just keep you for my own pleasure." They hummed at the taste of her arousal on their fingers before they thrust three fingers inside of her. "All mine to play with. My very own plaything."

"I am not yours." Jane tried only to be cut off when a moan left her lips as Y/N brushed against her g spot.

"Those sounds suggest otherwise." They whispered in her ear before leaning back to look into her eyes. A smirk on their face. "You would be the perfect breeder for my heir." They sneered as Jane shook her head, their breath fanning over her lips as they added a fourth finger.

"No." She told them as Y/N just smirked.

"Would you rather die?" They feigned their own grief, as though they cared for her. "Don't worry, in 9 months you will die the moment our child is in my arms."

"No." She cried as she spasmed beneath them, shamefully coming as they laughed darkly. "No." She watched as they undone their belt and removed their trousers and underwear.

"You will look perfect all round." They lined their cock with her puffy dripping cunt before slamming into her. Not giving her time to adjust as they rammed into her, hard and deep. Jane could taste blood as she bit her lip to contain her moans that wanted to escape. Although the arousal dripping from her was failing her hardened exterior. She was a mess for them and they loved it.

Their hands scratched down her sides as they reached their climax, soon lining her womb with their sperm. Once they had calmed down, they pulled out and smirked at their cum dripping down her folds. Reaching over for a butt plug, they slipped it inside of her cunt.

"Just a precaution to make sure you are bred." They smirked before leaving her, laying exposed as she tried to gather herself. The fear that she will never see her friends and family again all coming down on her as she cried into the dark room.

#jane banner x gn! reader #jane banner x reader #gingie's kinktoberfest #elizabeth olsen smut #elizabeth chase olsen #wind river #lizzie olsen x you

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wndaswife · 1 year

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loss of patience

「 Jane Banner & Fem!Reader 」

Tags: smut, brief sexting, cum-filled strap, blowjobs, hair-pulling, spanking, breast-slapping, praise, daddy kink, breeding kink, dom!jane banner, sub!reader. MINORS DNI.

Word count: 2043

Summary: Jane takes things into her own hands when you stop responding to her sexts during her shift.

‘Fuck, princess, you’re so pretty. I wish I could be there. Send me a video of you fingering that gorgeous pussy.’

Then she texts, ‘Bunny?’

‘Are you ignoring me?’

The messages from Jane stop coming, simply because it’s a strict rule of hers not to text and drive.

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You didn’t mean to fall asleep, but the moment you came down from your orgasm, your eyelids had become heavy. You turned over for only a moment, cuddling a pillow close to your chest. Then the next thing you know, your hair is being brushed away from your face and you bury it into your pillow, clinging onto your cozy nap for as long as possible.

Rustling of a jacket can be heard through your sleepy daze.

The bed dips by your legs and your pants are pulled down to your knees, eliciting a groan from you.

Your underwear goes next and you squirm at the cold feeling of your room. Hands grip at your ass and part it, separating sticky cuntlips.

The discomfort is too much to sleep through and you rub at your eyes, raising your head from your pillow and looking down at your body. A figure comes into view — long dirty blonde hair and cunning pale green eyes.

“Jane?” you mumble and try to turn onto your back. But her fingers grip harsher around your ass and she keeps your hips pinned down to the bed.

Her tongue clicks against the roof of her mouth. “You came without my permission?” she asks, looking up at you, jaw set and eyes narrowed.

You press your lips together and stutter, now completely awoken from your drowsiness and recalling the way you did indeed come without her permission.

Looking away, you mutter into a pillow, “Didn’t mean to.”

“What?” Jane interrogates, cocking her head forward and raising her eyebrows at your timidity.

You repeat your answer sounding even more muffled than before, knowing that your response wouldn’t be good enough for her in spite of it being the truth.

Jane didn’t respond for a few moments and you kept your face buried in your pillow, afraid to see her angry expression.

Then she says, “Come here. Sit at the edge of the bed.”

You pull away from the pillow and crawl over to the edge of the bed where your girlfriend stands, waiting. You move your legs over the edge and sit in front of her, rubbing your eyes.

She cups your cheek, running her thumb over your bottom lip. “Why are you crying, angel?” she asks.

“Don’t wanna disappoint you,” you answer, keeping your fists rubbing at your eyes to hide the way you began to tear up pathetically.

With her other hand, Jane moves your fists away gently, revealing your teary eyes. She holds your face with both hands and makes you look up at her. “I’m not disappointed,” she says.

“You’re not…?”

She shakes her head.

“You’re just a sleepy little baby, aren’t you?” she coos.

You nod and Jane wipes your tears with her thumbs. You hug your arms around her hips and nuzzle your face into her lower stomach, feeling the cool metal of her belt’s clasp against your cheek.

“Oh, sweetness,” she murmurs lovingly, petting the top of your head with her hand.

After a few silent moments of hugging your girlfriend, smiling against her uniform as you felt her pet your head, you felt Jane begin to shift above. You looked up and saw her slipping her jacket off her shoulders. She lays it on the floor beneath her by your ankles.

“I’m not disappointed in you, princess,” she says. “But…” Her hand travels down to her belt, slowly undoing it and unzipping her pants. “Daddy is still so needy for her girl.”

You lift your head and with an eager wiggle, watching as Jane pulls her strap out from her pants. She takes your hand and wraps it around her cock.

You press your lips to her tip, kissing her.

Her hand raises to the back of your head and urges you to continue. She bucks her hips forward into your parted lips and you slacken your jaw, allowing her to slide her cock into your mouth.

“Breathe through your nose,” she tells you. You nod in understanding and she advances her hips forward, sliding herself further down your throat. Her hand moves down to cradle the back of her head, fingers pulling your hair into her delicate grasp, guiding you along her cock.

You look up at her and Jane cups your cheek with one hand, rubbing her thumb against your cheekbone adoringly. She’s standing over you, the sleeves of her blouse pushed up her arms and allowing you to see the way her bicep flexes when she tightens her grip around your hair and guides your head forward and back along her strap.

At the sight, you begin to suck greedily at her as a great desire to please Jane grew within you. You wrap an arm around her hips, the palm of your hand flat against her lower back and urging her further into your mouth.

She steps forward and slides herself down your throat slowly, eliciting a choked gag from you. She begins thrusting her hips forward, feeling the way your throat constricts and relaxes around her as you adjust to your size.

Jane chuckles at the sight of you and she strokes your cheek, watching as you looked utterly ravenous sucking her cock, cheeks hollowed in and eyes having formed tears, drooling down your chin and around your lips.

She pulls out of your mouth, tucking your hair behind your ear when you bend your head forward and cough. She begins to unbutton her blouse, raising your head with a hand on your cheek, allowing you to watch the way she undresses herself.

Stepping out of her pants, she is soon only in her bra, straight blonde hair spilling down her lean arms.

You kiss her muscled stomach and Jane smiles down at you.

“Turn around and stick your ass up,” she instructs, petting your hair. Jane places a pillow under your hips while you lay on your stomach. She takes hold of your hips and adjusts you until you’re lying comfortably forward.

With her hands on your ass, she presses a kiss to your sticky cunt. She straightens and runs the length of her strap through your folds.

She whispers and bends down to kiss your upper back, “Beg for daddy to fuck your pussy.”

“Please fuck my pussy, daddy,” you beg, moving your ass back into her hips and whimpering at the way your cunt rubs against her strap. “Your baby wants your cock, please.”

You’re still wearing the tiny silk slip you put on earlier to take pictures for Jane while she was at work. She hikes her hands up your sides and your slip pools around your waist.

“I’ll fuck you good, princess,” she promises.

She positions the tip of her cock against your opening then with her hands gripping your upper hips, pulls you back against her.

You let out a long moan and you bury your face into the bedsheets.

Jane picks up speed quickly, her hips slamming against your ass. She raises her hand and spanks your ass each time she pulls out far enough, watching in amusement as your skin becomes flushed with the impacts of her palm and thrusting hips.

“This is how daddy likes to see you, baby,” she grunts. “Bent over and ready to take my cock with your tight pussy. My fucking cockwhore, making a mess all over daddy’s dick.”

“Daddy,” you whine, turning your head and allowing her to hear your whimpers and moans. You grip at the pillow under your hips, fingernails digging into the pillowcase.

With a chuckle, Jane asks, “You like it, sweetheart? You like daddy’s thick cock?”

You slur out, “I love daddy’s cock, I love daddy’s cock.”

Jane delivers a particularly harsh spank against your ass and reaches forward to take a fistful of your hair. She pulls it back and arches your body up, laughing at the way you squeal.

You fall back onto her hips with greater impact and Jane licks her lips as she watches your ass slap down onto her.

She runs her hand up your stomach and hooks her fingers around the top of your slip. She pulls it down harshly so your tits spill out. She takes a handful of one of your bouncing breasts then twists at your hardened nipple.

Stepping forward, Jane presses her front against your back so you can hear her grunting against your ear. She pulls your hair further back, exposing your neck. She runs her tongue up your exposed neck and up to the lobe of your ear.

“Daddy wants to cum in her little breeding bitch,” she pants. “You want that? Hm?”

You nod vigorously, reaching back and grasping at Jane’s harness. “I want it, daddy, want it, want daddy’s babies…”

Jane grins against your cheek. She lets go of your breast and slaps it firmly. She nudges you forward so you fall back onto the bed with a shaky whimper. She removes the pillow from under your hips, keeping her arm around your waist and maintaining the angle at which she fucked into you.

With her other arm, she hooks her hand under your thigh, pulling your knee onto the bed. She does the same with your other leg so both your knees are bent under your body. She lifts your ass up with both hands, your cheek pressed down against the sheets.

She begins to grind her hips forward against the base of her strap, which only quickens the speed of her thrusts.

“I’m going to fill your tight little cunt full of my cum,” she grunts. She takes a handful of your ass, squeezing and digging her nails into your skin.

“Please,” you plead. “I can take it, daddy.”

Jane throws her head back as she nears her own orgasm while continuing to grind her clit against her strap. “Gonna swell your pretty belly up with daddy’s children so everyone knows how you took my dick up your pussy like a dirty whore,” she groans.

She reaches up and tucks her hands under your slip, running her nails down your sides.

“I’m gonna come, princess,” she says, hands going down to your hips and thrusting your ass back against her cock rapidly.

“Daddy, daddy, I-”

You squeeze your eyes together, fingers bundling around the sheets as you come, walls tightening around Jane’s cock.

Her hand travels down to her strap and she releases her cum into your pussy, the grip on her dick allowing her one final harsh thrust forward. She reaches her own hilt and places her other hand against your lower back, holding herself upwards and keeping you down.

Moans and slapping skin come to a brief pause as the both of you tense.

With a shaky exhale, Jane collapses forward and her body cocoons your back securely. Trembling hands squeeze the last bit of her cum out and she makes haste in unfastening the harness around her hips.

She kisses your back then wraps her arms around you, lifting you further up the bed until both of you lay across it together.

You feel her cum slowly spill out of your hole and Jane draws circles against your sensitive pussy, rubbing her seed into your folds.

She wraps her arm around your torso as you lay on her chest, slipping her hand out from between your thighs to push your hair out of your face.

A kiss is pressed to your forehead and you hum satisfiedly. She rubs her hand against your upper arm.

“Work…?” you mutter and look up at her, fatigued.

She waves her hand dismissively. “Not going back in today,” she answers. “It’s not important.”

You bury your face in the space between her shoulder and neck. “I love you, Janey,” you say happily and wrap your arms around her, squeezing her into a tight hug.

“I love you too,” she replies, looping a lock of your sweet-smelling hair around her finger. “More than anything in the world.”

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A Daddy Hcs! Jane And R

— daddy jane banner headcanons

pairing: jane banner x fem!reader

content warnings: minors dni. nsfw! smut, top!jane, bottom!reader, daddy kink, dom/sub themes, mentions rough sex, strap-on sex (r! receiving), oral, praise kink.

note: i love jane so much haaaaaaa (also this is not proofread)

Jane is a very protective woman when it comes to you. Even though work always seems to have her occupied for almost every minute of the day, she never forgets to call or text you, just to say “Hi” or check in to see if you need anything. And while she’s not a particularly controlling person, she does prefer to be with you at all times when you choose to go out, even on simple errands like going to the grocery store, stopping by the library, etc.

In her line of work, she knows very well the horrible possibilities that criminals were capable of committing, and she’d never forgive herself if anything were to happen to you, especially when she has the skills and abilities to protect you.

But after a long hard day at work, Jane’s favorite thing in the world is coming home to her sweet little princess. She loves being able to see you in the evening along with a nice dinner that you worked so hard to make for her and always kisses you passionately on the lips after spending the whole day thinking about it — oftentimes thoughts of you distracting her from work.

She does harbor some sense of guilt, especially in her line of work — having to be so busy all the time, sometimes being out of town for certain cases that she is working on. She misses you all the time and hates to feel this way, but she makes sure to spend most of her time making things up to you which always leans towards spoiling you, buying you things and giving more rewards much more than punishments. After all, you are her baby.

Sometimes, when Jane comes home and greets you with a searing kiss, she’d feel bad when she gets way too distracted while kissing you, that the food that you made for her becomes long forgotten when all she can think about is taking you. She is sweet, especially when it comes to you — always wanting to keep her precious baby satisfied.

There are days that can be particularly rough — days when she gets on an annoying case, days when her boss would give her hell, or days when she is just so tired and grumpy. It’s these days when she needs to take her frustrations out on you, when she needs to be rough, because you’re so so good for her. Always such a good girl, and it makes her proud each time, especially when you’re so good at letting her handle you any way she sees fit.

She can be quite impatient at times, always demanding things she wanted from you and leaving no time for you to protest. She’s firm and most definitely stern when she tells you whatever it is she wanted and watches you closely as you follow her orders.

She definitely loves bending you over against a surface and taking you from behind with her strap buried deep inside of you. “Turn around and bend over for daddy,” she would say after you lead her into the kitchen of your shared home, unable to wait any longer when she sees how good you look as you walked.

Jane is also most definitely into hair pulling, whether it’s you pulling her hair or her pulling yours. She just loves it; loves it when you moan as she does, pulling you close as you take her strap deep in your cunt, or when her face is in between your legs, eating you out with vigor while your hands are pulling at her hair harshly when it feels too good.

She has a thing about you undoing her belt for her, unbuttoning her pants and pulling it down to reveal the strap she’s been wanting you to put your mouth on. It just turns her on so much when you undress her, when you’re on your knees, being such an obedient girl, following her orders. She absolutely loves it when you’re on your knees, looking up at her with those pretty eyes of yours, her hand pulling your hair back into a makeshift ponytail as you gag on her strap.

“That’s it… Taking daddy so good in your mouth, baby…” she would say, stroking your face while her strap is deep down your throat.

And she always praises you, of course, only because she loves you so much and her baby never fails to be such a good girl for daddy.

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Chapter 4

Smut warning

Thanks to @gingiesworld

3rd POV

Days passed by and Y/N’s nightmares only got more intense to the point that it was now hard for them to hide it from Jane. Y/N tried their best to ignore it because they tended to have those nightmares once in a while but to their bad luck, they were now daily and more dreadful memories were being replayed in their mind. As much as they tried to play it off as if everything was fine, the facade was close to breaking into pieces.

Jane had noticed that her lover was acting very differently. So one day after Jane arrived home from her job, she confronted them about it to which Y/N confessed to her that their job had them stressed out because things have changed and it was getting a bit difficult for him to adapt.

She felt bad and even apologized to Y/N because Jane felt that for forcing her full attention on the case and making it a personal matter, she was forgetting about the love of her life and in way abandoning them to fend of for themselves instead of taking care of them the way they had done for her every day after she arrives late from work.

So for today, Jane had a talk with her superiors to be able to leave work early and be at home before Y/N arrived from work. While the case was still a priority for her due to what it meant to her, she had put it aside for now to tend to the person who had always been there for her no matter the circumstances. To help Y/N anyway they needed and to remind them that nothing is above the love she has for them.

Jane arrived home early bringing with her some take out from the favorite restaurant you both enjoyed. She wanted to spoil them today. After she prepared the table knowing they would be home soon, she headed to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable.

Her plan was to distract your mind and hopefully make your stress go away. She picked up a black bag, smirking to herself, knowing that what was inside would help make tonight a good day for Y/N and also herself.

Some minutes passed and Y/N finally arrived. Looking defeated as they have the past days. Jane quickly arrived to his side to get the duffle bag out of his hand, starling them in the process. “Jane?” They were confused since she was never home this early. “What are you doing here? If you needed something, you could just have called me—.” “Relax, moose,” Jane cut them off. “I took an early day to have more time with my favorite person in the world.”

Y/N smiled hearing Jane’s words, thinking how they were lucky to have her in their life. “Thank you, Jane, But you didn’t have to,” They stopped speaking when Jane glared at them. “Sorry.” Y/N apologized as Jane dropped their duffle and got close to him. “If my moose is not doing well, I won’t be doing well either so let me take care of you today,” She planted a kiss on your lips. “No excuse.”

Jane grabbed their hand and led them to the dinner table, to eat. Y/N was loving her bossy tone today and was even managing to not think about his nightmares for now. They kept staring at Jane which even she noticed and was blushing trying her best to ignore it. “What is it, babe?” Jane questioned, even though she had an idea of what was going through Y/N’s mind. “Food can wait, I want you now.” They answered, desire lingering in their words.

They scooted their chair closer to Jane, gently grabbing her arm and planted a couple of kisses on it, flustering her. “Y-Y/N, wait.” They stopped their actions immediately as Jane reached for a bag and handed it to them. “What’s this?” They asked. “Open it and you’ll find out, silly moose.” She teased, as Y/N playfully rolled their eyes. They untied the black bag and to their surprise, it was a black leather collar with a leash? “This for me?” They were confused, making Jane smirk at them. “ I’m your pet now daddy” Jane barks, undressing herself and sits on her moose’s lap.

Y/N takes the collar, fastening it around her neck, a devilish smirk on his face as he admired her in her lingerie. He grips her jaw harshly, pulling her into a rough kiss, forcing his tongue into her mouth making her moan. He picked her up, his hands on her ass, keeping her safe and steady in his arms as he made his way to their bedroom.

“On your knees mutt.” He growled, watching as the agent submitted easily to his demand, her eyes watching his movements as he undone his trousers, pushing them down along with his boxers. His hand moved to grab a fistful of her golden locks. “Put that pretty mouth of yours to some good use.”

Her lips soon wrapped around his cock, her hands holding onto his thighs as she bobbed her head, taking him as deep as she could. Soon enough, he couldn’t handle it and took all control, using her mouth for his own gain.

“I’m going to cum.” He grunted as she squeezed his thighs, although he was being rough, being how she craved, he still cared for her and respected her. He soon moaned as he came, shooting his load down her throat, swallowing every drop before he pulled her to her feet. “You have no idea what you do to me.” He growled as he kissed her roughly, making quick work at removing her bra and underwear, soon enough gripping her jaw as he looked into her eyes, taking the lead with his other hand. “Are you going to be a good girl and do as I say mutt?”

“Yes.” She whimpered pathetically, making him smirk before he put the leash on her. He admired her naked form before pushing her onto the bed. His hand gripped her neck as he looked into her eyes.

“What’s the safe word?” He asked her softly, making her smile slightly.

“Red.” She confirmed as he smiled, his hand moving to roughly knead her breast.

“Good girl.” He husked out before he kissed her, swallowing her moans as he pinched her nipple. His other hand snaked between her legs as he applied light pressure against her clit. Not enough to satisfy the ache but enough to tease her and make her whine. “Tell me what you want?” He asked her, still painfully teasing her. With Jane being a strong and confident woman, she relented, she ignored him and soon regretted it as he pulled his hands away from her, tutting in disappointment. “You know the rules mutt.” He growled as he gripped her jaw, forcing her to look at him. “All fours. Now.”

He moved away completely, watching as she soon moved to his command. He knelt behind her, massaging her ass cheeks before he removed his hand, bringing it back with a hard slap. She moaned at the sensation of the pain she felt, biting her lip as he repeated the action. He smirked as he could see her arousal dripping down her thighs, soon spreading her cheeks as he ran his hardened member through her folds, teasing her clit before he inserted his length roughly. The two moaned at the feeling, Jane clenching around him as he started to thrust hard and deep, his hands leaving bruises in his wake.

“Let me hear those pretty sounds.” He grunted as he went deeper and harder with each thrust. Jane found it near impossible to hold herself up as her arms started to falter, soon enough she found her head being pushed into the mattress, Y/N’s grip in her hair was painful but added to the pleasure. Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried her hardest to hold in her orgasm.

“I’m going to cum.” She moaned as he continued to increase his speed.

“Beg for it.” He snarled as he pulled her up, her back flush against his front, his hand around her neck as he pounded into her.

“Please let me cum.” She whimpered. “I need to cum. I need to. Please.” He smirked as she begged and begged, seeing the tears fall from her eyes as she tried to hold her orgasm back.

“Cum for me mutt.” He whispered in her ear, biting the lobe as she came, he continued to chase his own high, causing Jane to squirt onto the bed, screaming as she felt such immense pleasure rush through her, soon slumping over as Y/N had calmed down himself. “I love you Jane.” He kissed her back as he pulled out of her. Turning her over before kissing her tenderly. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” She watched as he disappeared into the bathroom, hearing as the tap was running and the tub was filling up with warm water.

“Stay.” She asked him as he placed her in the bath, sighing as the warm water covered her body. “Please.”

“Of course.” He smiled as he got in behind her, holding her close to him as the two relaxed, enjoying the closeness between the two.

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happy birthday elizabeth olsen from everyone at jeremyleerenner.com

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Jon Bernthal as Matt Rayburn — WIND RIVER (2017) dir. Taylor Sheridan

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Murder in a cold, unforgiving place has to be my favourite kind of story.

#true detective: night country #night country #wind river #the white vault #🐦‍⬛

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darlingshane · 1 month

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Jon Bernthal | Forehead Touches

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addictivecontradiction · 8 months

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Wind river, 2017

#crime #drama #mystery #wind river #taylor sheridan #elizabeth olsen #jeremy renner #strength

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chellestrash · 7 months

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Work-life balance

Matt Rayburn x Reader

Summary: Matt needs some help with the beard care he's trying out, luckily for him, you're right there.

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: None, it's just short and sweet.

A/N: I'm posting this at 2 a.m. my time, this was also the first fic i wrote for the @bernthirst-events BeardthalBash after a long time of not writing so...if you feel like this one is a bit rusty...that's probably because it is.

Laying on Matt’s bed, you stare at the ceiling of the trailer for a moment, trying to figure out some creative ways to pass the time as you wait for him to join you. With the limited space of the narrow bathroom at his place, both you and your boyfriend quickly realized that sharing your nighttime routines wasn't really an option most of the time. You'd find ways around it, of course, with the bathroom door staying open most of the time, one person in and the other right outside, you managed to make the space feel shared.

You sigh, stretching on top of the covers. The soft double bed mattress dips slightly under the weight of your body. With the quiet sound of the running water coming from the other side of the trailer, a white noise of sorts, you begin to feel your eyelids getting heavier. A quiet grunt slips past your lips and you turn to lay on your side. Now facing the bathroom, the heavily streamed mirror is visible from your position through the slightly cracked open bathroom door.

A soft smile pulls at the corner of your lips when you watch Matt for some reason frown at his reflection, and you feel the need to be close to him, to feel his body once again. It's a familiar feeling, one that rarely leaves you these days. You don't mind it, and you know he doesn’t either, he knows how to show it.

After slipping out of bed, you make your way over to the bathroom and knock on the door before stepping inside.

“Hey honey!”

Matt grins, acting like he just saw you now for the first time, despite the fact you two spent almost the whole day together already. You smile back almost immediately before he leans down to peck at your lips softly.

"Hi, Matty."

You answer before something catches your attention.

"What's that?”

You ask, pointing at a small glass bottle in the middle of the counter right by the sink.

“Oh umm…”

Matt pauses, frowning at the small object before turning his head back to look at you.

“Just beard oil?”

He shrugs, a quick and simple explanation that only really raises more questions for you.

“Since when do you-”

You reach your hand out to pick up the bottle and bring it closer to your eyes, trying to decipher the ingredients as he attempts to explain how exactly this found its way into his bathroom.

“Well…listen, some guy at the store talked me into buying it. There was a stand and samples and flyers and I know you keep saying you like the beard, so I...think I panicked when he started asking questions...”

You chuckle at the short story and he takes the oil back from you.

“He said it’ll make it look nice? Healthy and shit.”

“Really? So you got it because of that...aaaand because I said I like the beard?"

You ask, brushing your finger down his cheek, feeling the hairs prickle softly at your skin.

He shrugs, not really sure if you think it’s stupid or not, and you feel your heart melting at the gesture.

“And I panicked.”

He explains.

“Oh, yes, of course.”

You tease, smiling as he attempts to think of a response.

“Okay, so how are we doing it?”

You ask, glancing around his face for a moment before grabbing the beard oil to check the label one more time, successfully distracting him from the tease.

“We?”

Matt asks just to make sure and you nod enthusiastically.

“Yeah! Or did you want me to-”

You point your thumb back over your shoulder, indicating that you could leave him to it if that's what he wanted.

“Oh, OH!”

He denies quickly, shaking his head. His eyes open wide, almost as if he's afraid you'll actually leave.

“No, no, don't go! 'Be fair I don't…really know how to-”

“Oh, I do!”

You unscrew the cap with a small pipette and smile as you lift it up to his face.

“See? It's easy, I've seen guys do it before.”

"You sure honey?”

“Matt, you know how much my skin care takes, I can handle beard oil.”

He scoffs quietly, turning his face away only to look back at your face right away, smiling so hard he squints his eyes and bites down on his lower lip.

“Aright, honey, if you say so.”

“If I mess it up, we'll just shave it.”

You joke, squeezing past to stand between him and the small bathroom counter and catch his frightened stare in the reflection.

“Joking!”

You turn back to face him, jumping onto the counter before you reach out to grab at his hips and pull him closer.

“Oh, okay.”

He stands between your legs now, hand rubbing softly at the exposed skin on your thigh, watching as you get everything ready. Lifting your chin with his finger, he makes you face him again. His eyes fix on yours for a moment before he glances down at your mouth, moving in closer to push his lips against yours softly. Then again, and again, and one more time.

You hum into the kiss when he tilts your head to the side and brushes his tongue against your lips, deepening the kiss. You feel the small, familiar bolts of pleasure travel down and right back up your body, and it takes you a good while to finally react. Pushing your hand against his chest, you make him step away, breaking the kiss before wiping your lips with the back of your palm.

“Okay, sir? That's inappropriate.”

He frowns, confused, but still smiles at your words.

“You're at the barber? Hello?”

He snorts, shaking his head softly before squinting again.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yes, sir.”

“So you'll be helping me tonight?”

“That's my job!”

You reassure him, playing your part, finally ready to actually apply the oil.

“So...first time?”

You attempt some hairdresser small talk as you drip a couple of drops onto your boyfriend’s beard. Rubbing it in with your fingers, you glance up, letting him know you're expecting a response.

“Oh, oh yeah, yes. Never done this before.”

He plays along and you continue, amused that you managed to get him to do this.

“Really? I don't know, sir, your beard looks very well maintained.”

“Shit, really?”

You nod, and watch the way his lips curl up into that sweet smile you love so much.

“Yes, sir.”

You nod again, slowly massaging the oil throughout the length of his beard, mustache and at the sides of his face, almost up to his actually hair. Shutting them close after a moment, Matt lets his eyes rests before he leans into your soothing touch, humming quietly at the pleasant feeling. The steam from his hot shower, the smell of the supplement you're using on his hair, the sweet sensation of your touch, he loves it all.

“You got a girlfriend, Sir?”

You continue with the stupid little roleplay thing, making him chuckle.

“Mhm.”

His chest rumbles with the deep sound.

“She pretty?”

His eyes flutter open and scan your face from your forehead, your eyes down your nose and over your lips, taking in the details. He allows the moment to last longer, holding back his answer for a couple seconds.

“The prettiest.”

He mumbles the answer out, and he swears he could see your eyes sparkle when you took in his words. His body is so close to yours now, his arm wrapped around your back, holding you close. Closer than before, obviously closer than necessary.

“Well.”

You start after finding your way out of those gentle, brown eyes.

“I think she's lucky to have you.”

“You think?”

You hum quietly, nodding gently with a soft blink as you brush your fingers over the side of his face, the sideburns scratching over the tips of your fingers.

“I know.”

You whisper softly, a small smile on your face as you brush over his cheek with your thumb, eyes fixed on his. You watch as he parts his lips, breathing in quietly as the cogs in his head turn slowly.

“Um…honey? Can…could we stop the roleplay thing now, I…really need to kiss you and I don’t wanna do it if you’re not…you?”

Nodding your head quickly, you grin from ear to ear, pulling him closer to you.

“Yeah, yeah okay I’m back now.”

“Good.”

He rests his big hands on top of your hips, brushing over your skin with his thumbs.

“Missed you.”

#beardthalbash #matt rayburn #Matt Rayburn x reader #wind river #matt rayburn fanfiction #jon bernthal #jon bernthal fanfiction

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lizzieswillow · 9 months

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I love this video of Lizzie singing on the set of “Wind River”

#elizabeth olsen #wind river #behind the scenes #lizzie olsen #jane banner

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gingiesworld · 4 months

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Dancing In The Snow

Jane Banner x GN! Reader

Warnings: Fluff

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18+ MINORS DNI

Y/N had never truly experienced a magical snowfall before, especially since they had grew up in the UK where the snow doesn’t really stick, and if it does, the magic of the snow is short lived and turns into ice overnight. So Jane had decided since the two of them had a vacation from work, she would take them to her father’s cabin for a few days. The snow had already fallen beforehand so the area was covered in a blanket of white.

“It’s beautiful here.” They told her as she pulled up outside of the cabin.

“My father used to bring my mom and I here every winter when I was younger.” She told them as she watched their expression. “We spent every Christmas here.”

“That sounds amazing.” They smiled at her as she nodded.

“It was amazing.” She told them. “And it’s something I want to share with you.” She told them as the two got out of the car, Y/N grabbed both of their bags before Jane could object, allowing her to lead the way up the cold icy steps.

Once they were inside, Y/N admired the decor, the varnished walls with some pictures hanging on the walls. A lot from Jane’s childhood, whether it be from hunting or fishing with her father, or gardening or building snowmen with her mother. Y/N could really see how happy a young Jane was whenever she came here throughout the years.

“We will have to share a queen since I feel weird sleeping in the master.” She told them as they just smiled at her.

“That’s perfect.” They told her, not arguing with her point as there was a bigger bed in the master bedroom.

The two had soon settled in, with Jane in the kitchen, brewing up some hot cocoa as Y/N lit the fire, giving the cabin a warm glow.

“Here.” She spoke softly as she handed them the mug topped off with cream and chocolate shavings. “It’s hot cocoa, just how my mom used to make it.”

“Thank you.” They smiled at her, taking a sip of the hot beverage and making her laugh at the cream mustache it had left behind. “What?”

“As much as you look good with facial hair, I prefer to see your face clearly.” She told them as she wiped it away with her thumb before sucking it clean.

“Thank you Jane.” They whispered as they both soon sat down together in front of the fire, Jane sat between their legs and her back against their front as their arms were wrapped around her. “For sharing this part of your life with me, I truly appreciate it.”

“I want to keep you in my life Y/N.” She told them as she looked up in their eyes. “I can’t explain my feelings thoroughly yet because I am still understanding them myself, but I know that I don’t want to lose you, not ever.”

“I think I understand what you mean.” They replied as they looked into the fire. “I still get confused about how I feel but I know one thing for sure.” They looked back in her eyes. “The love I feel for you burns brighter than any flame we have ever seen.” Jane only turned around to straddle them as she kissed their lips passionately.

“I know I do feel the same.” She whispered as they let out a breathy chuckle, their eyes following hers towards the window. “It’s snowing.” They watched as she moved from their lap to get her boots and coat on. “Come on.” She was out of the door before Y/N had even moved from their spot. Quickly following her outside, a smile on their face as they watched her dancing without a care in the world. “Dance with me?” She asked as they joined her. Smiling as they wrapped their arms around her and spinning her around, admiring the snowflakes as they got caught on her lashes, seeing the brightest smile on her face as they danced, laughing as they dipped her before losing their footing as the two of them fell against the soft snow beneath them.

“Snow angels?” She laughed as they started to make their own, soon joining in with their antics and making her own before the two got up and started to have a snowball fight. Spending the night laughing and smiling as they played like children in the snow. Enjoying the simplicity of the moment before they had to return to the real world.

#jane banner x gn! reader #jane banner x reader #jane banner #wind river #jane banner imagine #elizabeth olsen x reader #lizzie olsen x you #lizzie olsen x reader

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