Secret

Secret

Pairing: Andy Barber X Fem! Reader

Summary: Andy and you were nemesis in the courthouse

Word Count: 800+

Warning: smut, implicit smut, 18+ MINORS DNI

A/N: I don't have any ideas how lawyer, DA, and court works, I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense. I also experienced a block and this story kinda being forced. Sorry if it disappoints you. Using prompt from the bingo, "suit up".

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18+! MINORS DNI!

“Ma’am, could you spare us a glimpse of your tactics for today?”

“Are you confident to win the case today?”

“Do you feel any guilt at all?”

The reporters from medias all over Boston gathered around the courthouse. The flashes of their cameras were everywhere as you made your way inside. The shouting from Boston community was still heard in the main lobby of the courthouse. You knew they would speak the filthiest curses at you just because you were doing your job. You could finally breathe after stepping in the empty elevator.

“Look who’s arrived,” Neil mocked right after you stepped out of the elevator, “the lucifer!”

“I’m surprised to see you still here, Mr. Loguidice. The office really needs an underpaid worker, doesn’t it?”

His face turned red as he fisted his hand. Andy cleared his throat and stepped in between you two and cut Neil’s intention to mouth another insult. He greeted you politely before guiding you inside the room. The meetings with the judge and Andy lasted quite long, discussing additional evidence and witnesses. Defending your client was a hard work and long process, considering the heavy crime she was in and how good Andy was as the assistant district attorney.

In Boston, Andy was known as the best crime fighter, less talking and the bad guys went straight to jail. However, you were a reputable lawyer as well. The media called you ‘the lucifer in heels’, dealing with high clients who had done severe crimes both blue collar and white collar. The courthouse knew that it would be a long trials when both of you were in the same room. Not that you were complaining about your rival. Andy was the most respectable man, professional, and smart. His blue eyes, neatly trimmed beard, and all of his godly physical attributes were also an eye candy in the courtroom.

Trials and trials had been through, yet the verdict has not been decided. It finally came to the jury trial for the next day. You finally had time to breathe for a while. Convincing others was always your specialties, the trial would not be a problem.

“Care for a talk? I heard there is a new diner around here.” Andy asked you after the meeting finished.

“I thought we all agree not to talk about business outside the courthouse, Mr. Barber.”

“No business, I promise.”

You nodded. “Just tell me where and I’ll see you there.”

It took both of you a ten minutes drive to reached the place. The diner was nice. It was homely place with simple food. You spent quite a long time talking about life with Andy. Just like his promise, no business talk. The fries had long forgotten.

You could not remember what started it but here you were, in front of the door hurriedly looking for the keys as his hands exploring every inch of your body. Both of you were kissing each other sloppily and did not even make it to the bedroom. Your clothes had been discarded the moment when the door was close.

The heat was undeniable between two of you. Your moan echoed as he pulled orgasm after orgasm from you. His name sounded like a prayer rolled from your tongue. The low growl and your name came out from his mouth, feeling the release was close. At this point, you were beyond exhausted, and he was still pounding you hard. Another orgasm washed over you while you trembled and milked him. He came afterwards, painting your wall with his seeds.

Both of you laid on the floor for a while to catch your breath. The cold from the floor started to reach your spine.

“My back is starting to get cold.”

Andy stood up. You could feel his warm hands as he lifted you. “Don’t worry, I got you. Let’s go to bed.”

Frantic alarm sound woke you up. You were still tired and sore from last night, but you had to get ready for the trial today. You heard the bathroom door was open. Andy stepped out as his towel hung low, revealing his perfectly sculpted body with some tattoos. It was like a magnet. You got up from the bed and walked towards him. Voluntarily, your fingers tracing the outline of his body.

“It’s not the first time you see me, sweetheart.” You did not need to see his face to know that he was smirking.

“You don’t invite me to the shower.” You whined and pouted like a child.

“We don’t have time for that. You don’t want to be late for trial. Now, shower and suit up.” He put his hands on his waist. He literary looked like a dad scolded his child.

“Ugh! I know.” You stooped making your way to the bathroom.

“Hey! Once this over, I promise we don’t need to keep this a secret anymore, Mrs. Barber.”

Hayden Christensen behind the scenes of Revenge of the Sith (2005), dir. George Lucas

Crucible - Ch 11

Pairing: Link x Reader

Prompt: For the Bittersweet Mini Bang!

Series Warnings (18+ only): Eventual smut, slow burn, violence, mild body horror, lots of whump, angst with a happy ending

Chapter Summary: The Champion is persistent in all things, even when you don’t want to be found.

AO3

You huddled on top of the glowing circle, legs curled to your chest and your arms wrapped tightly around them. The light bathed you with its faint glow, and it was soothing, even as your limbs shook, and your body trembled.

It was cold, you were wet, but mostly, you were just terrified. The prince and the Champion’s words repeated themselves over in your mind, and the memory of what you’d experienced in the beast was also on an endless cycle.

You could admit that you’d panicked and hadn’t thought this through. If you’d been smart you would have returned to your room, grabbed your bag, and fled from the city. As it was, you were wearing little more than a dressing gown, your feet bare, only cognizant enough to grab your nearby cloak before running from the room.

You tugged the hood further over your face. You didn’t know what to do now. Hope you could make it back to the stable and steal the horse? No, you wouldn’t know how to ride her, and you didn’t want to be responsible for another living being.

Wait for the Champion to leave without you? Perhaps he would be relieved you were gone, and he would no longer have to carry this burden. Yes, that was the most likely scenario. You could sneak back into the city at night, steal what you could since your belongings were a lost cause, and then leave.

There had been a large, beautiful painting in your room of the map of Hyrule. The Champion had been correct that there was so much more to the world than Tarrey Town, and as you’d gazed at the painting, you’d felt a deep desire to see it all. To travel the Gerudo Desert, climb the peaks of the Hebra Mountains, explore the Eldin Canyon, and wander the Great Hyrule Forest.

Perhaps this was your chance. And if you traveled alone, you wouldn’t have to be concerned with who or what you were. You could see the world and avoid the places where the people lived. Getting involved only brought you trouble.

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Crucible - Ch 9

Pairing: Link x Reader

Prompt: For the Bittersweet Mini Bang!

Series Warnings (18+ only): Eventual smut, slow burn, violence, mild body horror, lots of whump, angst with a happy ending

Chapter Summary: Determined to uncover the Champion’s secret, you meddle in dangers you do not understand.

AO3

You didn’t sleep more than a few hours, and judging by the dark circles under his eyes, the Champion hadn’t slept well either. You gave him a thorough once-over but said nothing; the Zora prince had already launched into a speech about his great city, pointing out the landmarks as he went.

“There is our largest market, the Coral Reef. People come here from all over the region for our rare herbs and fish! And there’s the Seabed Inn, featuring our famous waterbeds. Oh, down there is one of our shrines, but I’m sure Link could tell you more of those than I could! Ah, and above our city is the great statue dedicated to Lord Jabu-Jabu, though there is no statue more beloved than that of Princess Mipha, my sister… who is still sorely missed.”

You tried to give the Zora a sympathetic smile, but you weren’t entirely sure you delivered. It was difficult to pay attention when you kept recalling the Champion slinking away in the night. Whenever you glanced in his direction he seemed just as inattentive of the prince’s words, his brows furrowed as his eyes had a faraway glaze to them. You wondered what could possibly be going through his mind. He’d been acting like that all morning, and after getting used to his focus being on you, it was strange to be suddenly ignored.

You were both forced to pay attention as the prince’s last stop was the throne room itself. King Dorephan was simply too large to be real, and you nearly hid behind the Champion again at the sight of the massive Zora king.

But you didn’t. And between the king’s boisterous voice and his warm words, it was quickly made clear that he was as generous and kind as his son. He welcomed you both to his kingdom and offered any aid you required. All you had to do was inform his son.

They were so trusting. So open and willing to share. You couldn’t wrap your head around it. Even the Zora children weren’t frightened of you. After the noon meal, you managed to lose both the Champion and your appointed guard and ended up in an open room with a series of little pools. Within them swam the children, and they eyed you curiously as you sat next to one of the waterfalls.

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Taken

Pairing: Andy Barber x Female!Reader x Ransom Drysdale x Steve Rogers Word Count: 22,871 (oh my god, I’m SO SORRY) Summary: Three of the most violent and notorious inmates at Steelridge Correctional Center escape, and they take you–the sweet, compassionate prison doctor–with them. Warnings: Explicit language. Explicit sexual content. Unprofessional doctor/patient feels. Violence. Death/murder. Reference to murder. Threats of non con and murder. Kidnapping. Gun, knife, and law enforcement baton/nightstick use. Non con. Dub con. Vaginal fingering. Gang bang. Unprotected sex. Rough/painful sex. Oral sex (f & m receiving). Cum eating. Hand job. Exhibitionism. Voyeurism. Degradation. Spitting (just once for lube). Anal sex. DP. Overstimulation. Pussy slapping. Squirting. Beating/whipping with a belt. Sooo much angst. Suicidal thoughts & themes. Physical, emotional/mental, & sexual abuse. Gaslighting. Prison AU. Doctor!Reader. General AU for most of the fictional babes. Mean!Steve Rogers (I mean it, he’s awful). 18+ only!

A/N: Whew, okay omg I am SO EXCITED for this story aka my fic o’ ruin. It’s my super late final entry into my soft!dark challenge, and I’ve been chipping away at it for a while. It took me some time to figure out a scenario/AU that made sense for these characters to come together and cum together 😏but I think I pulled it off. Also, please take all of my medical, prison, criminal, and law stuff with a grain of salt, I’m not an expert lol. Enjoy! ❤️

🚨P.S. Please note this is a DARK FIC that contains lots of dark elements. Like. If you didn’t read all of the warnings above, please go back and do so right now. And do not proceed if you are not okay with any of these elements. Your media consumption is YOUR responsibility. Also please note that I do not in any way condone any of the dark actions or elements found in this story, this is a work of FICTION. Thank you! (Also please let me know if I missed any warnings.) 🚨

Prompts: This ask + There was only one bed + “Come on, just a little taste.” + Overstimulation/Squirting

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I understand.

Pairing: MultiMale!Insert x gender neutral ! reader

Word Count: 418

Warning: riding, choking, dirty talk, penetrative sex, degrading, dom!male  x gn!reader.

18+ NSFW CONTENT UNDER THE CUT

“Look at me.”

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