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𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 - 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜𝚘𝚗

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Warnings: blowjob, sex work, vaginal sex, riding, groping, maybe slightly non-con for thomas since he's a bit drunk?, mention of scars, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of reader being called a whore Word Count: 1.5k Genre: Angst? Smut Summary: Thomas appears in your brothel but turns down all your girls, so decide to give him a service on the house Pairings: Owner/sexworker!reader x thomas A/n: Thank you to @vigilante-daredevil for suggesting i watch apostle

A/n #2: *rounds of applause* SHES FINALLY BACK WRITING AGAIN WOOHOO (btw send me a dm or just ask in the comments of this if you want to be added to my taglist, frank fic will be my next piece)

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He had come in quite early on in the evening. From the moment he walked in, you could see something was up with this man. He ordered a whiskey on the rocks and sat in a secluded booth in the shadowy corner of your brothel's bar. As the evening progressed you watched as he turned away at least 5 of your best girls, something you had never seen before. Normally only 1 or 2 of your girls got turned away before the same guy before he settled on a girl which happened to be his type. But this man, he turned every vareity of girl you had away.

Later on, the brothel started to die down, your usual customers started paying for their drinks and leaving, yet there he still sat in the corner. Even from across the room, you could see his eyes had glossed over slightly, as he swirled the orange liquid in his glass. He already had 5 empty glasses scattered out infront of him on the table. You wiped up the bar surface with the rag from your shoulder, before nodding to one the girls who had finished for the night to tend bar for a bit.

You made your way over and sat down next to the mystery man. In a soft voice you got him to look at you. "Hi there my sweetheart, are you alright, you've turned down practically every girl here?" He didn't reply, simply looked away from you and down at his glass, before throwing the remaining liquid down his throat, hissing at the slight sting. His gravelly yet soft voice spoke up suddenly. "I don't have the money for the girls, i was only intrested in the drinks and a quiet spot to drown my sorrows." You gave him a sympathetic look and gently placed your hand on his. "You wanna tell me what has caused you these sorrows that need to be drowned in whiskey?" He looked into your eyes, his were glossy and empty. "I over worked myself, and my wife left me for my brother."

You nodded as he told you before speaking up. "Well how about i give you a sevice to take your mind off of all that." He shook his head. "I told you already madam, i don't have the money for a serv-" You cut him off. "It's on the house." He looked at you slightly shocked, from the few times he had been to a brothel, before being married, they had never so much as lowered their prices, nevermind offer a free service. "Are you sure madam?" You gave him a sweet smile and nodded. "And you can call me y/n." He nodded. "Alright, thank you madam y/n." You stood up and took his hand, leading him to one of the unoccupied bedrooms above the bar.

Once the door was locked, you turned and smiled at the man. "So you got a name mister?" He hung his coat on a peg and undid his shirt. "Thomas, Thomas Richardson." You closed the curtains and sauntered over to him. "Well thomas how about you just lay back and let me take all that stress away for you?" He gave a slight smirk and did so, his shirt now unbuttoned and slightly open, showing a flash of his chest. You unclipped the black and red corest around you midsection letting it fall to the ground. You licked your lips as you crawled onto the bed between Thomas' legs.

You kept eye contact with him as you started planting slow and sensual kisses up his torso, all whilst you fingers unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down to his knees. You could hear small relaxed noises come from thomas as you pusheded his shirt open further. You continued to plant kisses along his torso before shuffling down and tugging at the waist band of his boxers. As you freed his cock form his boxers which sprang up and hit his lower stomach, precum glazing the tip, Thomas sat up slightly, resting on his elbows and looking down at you. Looking up him ,you pushed your hair back and let some spit drip onto his cock before you took his tip between your pretty pink lips.

Thomas let out a groan as his head tipped back and his hands found their way to the back of your head. You hollowed out your cheeks and took more of him into your mouth. You had to say, he certainly had an impressive size, a good 7 or 8 inches and quite thick aswell. Your hands rested on Thomas' thighs as you slowly began to move your head up and down on his length. He seemed to be quite impaitent however, gathering your hair into a pony tail and pushing your head down slightly further. "Please sweetheart, i need more than that." You smirked and took as much of him as your throat allowed. Thomas held your head in place began bucking his hips ,fucking your mouth and throat. You gagged a few times as spit dripped from the corners of your lips.

Thomas let out a small grunt and occasional whimper with every thrust of hips, and by god did he let you know how heavenly your mouth felt. Soon his thrust became sloppy, his orgasm drawing evidently closer. By now, you were a mess, hair tangled between his fingers, your lips pink and puffy, tears brimming your eyes and spit dripping down your chin. Suddenly Thomas held your head still and let out a loud moan. His cum shot down your throat as you sat back panting. You swallowed the salty liquid and smiled up at Thomas. He helped you up onto the bed and and gently wiped the tears and mix of cum and spit off your face. You smiled and reached under your dress, removing your panties and climbing onto thomas' lap.

You slowly sunk down, letting out a soft moan as he stretched you. Thomas cursed under his breath and bit his lip. You began to swirl and bounce your hips on him as you tipped your head back, moaning in his ear. Thomas' hands snaked their way round your hips and clutched them tightly, digging his fingers into your plump hips. You moaned out his name as your hands slid over his torso, feeling small raised and faded scars underneath your fingertips. Thomas pressed his soft lips where your neck met your chest, as his arms wrapped round you and pulled you closer to him. You tipped your head back as your arms rested on his shoulders ,your fingers tangling in his hair.

You felt him look up at you and met your eyes with his. You see his eyes were filled with lust. "Madam y/n you make me feel so heavenly, i could have you on top of me for all eternity, just feeling you squeeze round me like that." His praising words went straight to your head, making you feel more worthy and beautiful than the "common whore leader" everyone else seemed to see you as. You felt the warm tightness in your stomach grow stronger as thomas starting thrusting up to match your bounces. "So close thomassss" His pretty blue eyes looked up from between your breasts. "Yeah?" You nodded whimering and digging your nails into his back, leaving small cresent shaped indents. Thomas gripped your waist tighter and bit down on your breast as he thrusted harder. Your mind went slightly fuzzy as you felt your orgasm wash through you, followed by the warm feeling of thomas' seed filling you up.

You both slowly came down form your highs and laid on the bed next to each other, the smell of sex and sweat lingering in the air. After a few minutes of silence your turned onto your side and smiled at thomas as you ran a hand over his chest. "Feeling better now mr richardson?" He turned his head to the side to look at you with a smll smile on his face. "Most definetly madam." His arm snaked round your waist and pulled you against him, kissing your forehead and rubbing your back. You were slightly stunned as he did. No other customers did this after their show, normal customers would maybe crack a joke or briefly check on the girls before leaving, but never this. Yet as strange as was, it was still nice, nice to know that someone appriciated you.

You and Thomas stayed like that for about 20 minutes before getting up and helping each other get dressed. You both headed back down to the bar area where only a few drunks and your later girls reamained. You walked thomas to the door before he turned to you. "I'll make sure to come back once i've got the money and i'll pay for your second best service alright?" You looked at him puzzled as you held his hands. "Second best?" A small grin crept onto his lips as he stepped towards you. "Well i've already had the best service madam." With that he planted a soft kiss on the back of your hands and walked off into the night, leaving you stood on the steps of your brothel, stunned, flustered and maybe a bit lovestruck?

Frank/Detective Adam Barret Masterlist

☆ - Smut

◇ - Other Warnings

♡ - Part of a series

Soft spot ◇♡

Finally ☆◇♡

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAN!!!

Your such a talented incredible actor and I'm desperate to meet you one day you sexy sexy man. Xxx

Definitely not just you

In my opinion, Dan Stevens should be named one the sexiest men alive. Along with Rami Malek. Just me, or?

QUESTIONS ABOUT YOUR ABIGAIL OC — AMBER!

what are her strengths & weaknesses? is she an introvert or extrovert? what was her childhood like? has she been through any traumatic experiences? what is her favorite genre of music? does she have any secrets? what is her favorite color? what 3 words can be used to describe her? what does she do to decompress/destress?

—you don't have to answer all of these but you can if you would like to! 💕

- Strengths- handles stressful situations well, quick thinker, observant. Weaknesses- not the strongest, gets attached to people easily, can be clumsy

- introvert mostly

- fairly good, had a few arguments with old fashioned parents on her sexuality, but aside from that she had a decent childhood

- almost lost her best friend to an abusive ex and struggled when certain animals got put down in her time as a vet

- mostly and all round person but favours rock more than other genres

- she murdered her best friends ex and got away with it (which is why she ended up stuck in the mansion)

- dark blue

- resourceful, amiable, reliant

- (if at home) holds/ cuddles her animals, or (if not at home) fiddles with her clothes/hums to herself quietly

𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 - 𝙰𝚍𝚊𝚖 '𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔' 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚝

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Warnings: Readers low self confidence shows, self doubt, edging, shower sex, size differance, overstimulation, biting, blood, groping, vaginal sex, praise, marking, teasing, body worship, Frank being a soft dom, pet names, hints of possessiveness, fingering,

Word count: 1.9k

Genre: smut, angst

Summary: You and Frank finally get to fuck after a long 24 hours of being cut off

Pairings: Plussize!reader x Vampire!Frank

A/n: This is part two of soft spot, so if you havent already read that, make sure you've got an spair hour and prepare yourself and go read it, if you have read soft spot, enjoy the (as promised) smut without plot, im calling part 2 :)

Proof read?: Yes

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Taglist: @fizzyfazzy420 @creelkobblelaufeyson69 @lilyevans1 @bizarrescribblez @endofradio @reclaimedbythesea @joviewinchester @hesawifebeaterdanusethegun

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Despite how horny you and Frank were, you both were also, very, very filthy. You both made your way to the room he had set up in a few hours prior, and into it's bathroom. Frank fiddled the shower for a minute, before a satisfying hiss of water shot out the shower head onto the marble floor. He turned and smiled at you, before starting to peel off his blood soaked clothes. You took your jacket and shoes off but hesitated when it got to the rest of your outfit. You had an underlying fear that you would remove your clothes and suddenly Frank would change his mind. The thing was you always wore clothes that could disguise your body to look more "attractive" than it actually was.

Whilst you got yourself mentally tangled up in worrying about what Frank would think, he on the other hand was now down to his boxers, before he glanced over at you and saw you looking at your body in the reflection of the mirror and frowned. "Y/n? You alright, sweetheart?" You blinked yourself back into reality and looked over at Frank. "Uh yeah, just thinking about something." Frank took notice that you still didn't attempt to reach for your clothes, and quickly pieced the puzzle together.

Frank lifted you onto the bathroom counter and held your hands. "Baby I can see your nervous about me seeing your body, but trust me, I've already envisioned what you look like under this fabric and I'm sure you'll still impress me." You looked up into his eyes and saw only sincerity, making you smile and pull your shirt over your head, followed by your jeans being pulled off your legs. You stepped down onto the tiled floor and removed your bra and panties, leaving you bare in front of Frank who, by now, was just staring at you in awe. You looked so gorgeous to him, so bare yet so covered in blood, Frank just wanted to stare at you for eternity. But at the same time, Frank had been waiting all night to fuck you and this wasn't doing his aching cock any favours.

You both stepped into the shower and you hummed happily, closing your eyes as the stream of water hit your filthy skin. You let out a sigh of relief and ran your fingers through your hair. Soon enough you felt Frank's arms wrap around you and hold you against him. "This better angel?" You nodded and hummed contently, before starting to scrub yourself. As you started to become clean, Frank's hands started to move from hips, slowly sliding to other parts of your body. First his hands made to your breasts, cupping them and rubbing his thumb over your erect nipples. You tried to ignore the sweet sensation and focus on finishing washing yourself, but that was much easier said than done.

By some miracle you managed to get decently clean before you started to buckle slightly. Frank had his chin on your shoulder and was watching your face for a reaction, when he didn't get one, he started to move his hands down your stomach and over your thighs. This was when your confidence started to waver, you tensed up slightly and stopped scrubbing yourself. Frank smirked to himself and started pressing sloppy kisses to your jawline. Your breathing started to hitch and catch, as one of his hands gripped one of your thighs and pulled it slightly outwards, before his second hand slid between the gap and tapped your clit. Feeling your legs grow weak, you quickly put the sponge back down and gripped onto Franks larger arms

"You alright there my angel?" God his tone was so innocent and guilty at the same time. You nodded digging your nails into his arms gently. Frank chuckled and went back to kissing your neck. His fingers now started to rub small circles on your clit, you could already feel your orgasm starting to build. You tipped your head back slightly and whimpered quietly, wanting to release to arrive quicker. Frank's fingers started to move quicker and quicker, you were so sure that you were gonna make a mess of his fingers, but yet right as you were gonna hit your climax......nothing? You opened your eyes and turned round and looked up at frank, who was just towerring over you with a shit-eating grin plastered across his lips. "If your done, i'd like to shower now myself princess?" You pouted and stepped past him out of the shower, smug bastard.

Once out the shower, you grabbed a towel and dried off, making your way back into the bedroom. You sat on the bed and hummed, thinking about nothing in particular aside from the events of the previous 24 hours. After a few minutes you heard the shower go quiet, averting your attention to the bathroom door. Frank appeared in the doorway smiling with a towel round his waist. Small beads of water dripped from a few loose strands of hair which had fallen foward as he stepped into the room. You were still pouting from earlier and continued to, showing your disaproval of his teasing.

"Awwww whats wrong Pumpkin? Your all pouty and we don't want a pouty girl now do we?" You huffed at him and turned your head away, however Frank quickly to that. He gripped your jaw and got you to look up at him, his blue eyes piercing into your doe ones. "If you want me to fuck you angel, all you have to do is ask nicely." You felt your face heat up before stuttering out "Please Frank, please i need to feel you." He smiled and leaned down, pressing his lips agaisnt yours and pushing you to lay down on the bed. You wrapped your arms round Frank's neck, holding him agaisnt you as he slipped his tounge into your mouth.

Soon enough you felt one of Frank's hands cupping your breasts while the other cupped your cheek. Slowly you moved a hand from round his neck, down to where the towel was sat round his waist and tugged it loose so that it fell onto the bed. Frank did the same to your towel and tossed it behind him before lowering his mouth to your neck. You ran your fingers through his hair and wrapped your legs round his waist, pushing his hips towards yours. Frank pulled back his head and looked into your eyes as he lined himself up. You still hadn't actually seen his cock, but from the bulge you'd seen in his trousers, you certainly weren't worried about being disapointed.

"I'll go slow alright angel?" You nodded before gasping and wincing slightly at the stretch. Frank's hand intertwined with yours as he slowly pushed the rest of himself in. After a minute of him stopping and letting you adjust until Frank had bottomed out, you sighed and relaxed slightly. You bit your lip and pulled Frank's head down to yours, moaning into his mouth as he kissed you. "Please just move Frank." He chuckled against your lips and started to move his hips round. Your arms clung round his neck tightly, your nails starting to dig into his shoulder blades.

For the most part Frank was quiet, letting out the occasional grunt, you were not quiet. You moaned his name quite loudly, it was a good thing the house was quite isolated. You quickly felt your climax building again, and before you could say anything to Frank, it hit you like a train. But he didn't stop thrusting, oh no, Frank wanted to feel it again. Frank's lips moved down to your neck and sucked on it, leaving a couple purple marks. Frank was going to move down and leave some marks on your chest, aswell until he got the scent of your arousal. To him it was intoxicating, better than any drug he could ever take, it made him......feral. For a moment Frank's mind went hazy, the only thing in his head was tasting you.

Thats when you felt a sharp stab in your neck, causing you to let out a small yelp. You cast your eyes downwards to see Franks lips planted on your neck as his teeth pierced your neck. You felt the warm trickles of blood seep down onto your chest and pool round your breasts. You managed to weakly mutter out Frank's name which broke his trance, making him pull back and look down at the artwork he had just made. "I'm sorry angel, you just smelt so good, i must say though, red really is your colour." Frank smirked down at you and continued to move his hips, making you blush and pull him down into a kiss.

You quickly got the sickening taste of your own coppery blood off of Frank's tounge. His hands moved to your breasts and squeezed them gently, smearing the blood round on them. He started to mumble blood-drunk compliments against your lips. "I'm so glad i found you angel."

"Your so fucking gorgeous. I love your body so much, your just carved to perfection."

"I just want to keep you for all eternity."

You dug your nails into Frank's back feeling your second orgasm quickly building. Once again you came onto Frank's cock, your legs shaking as you did. After a second orgasm you expected Frank to stop, he had other ideas. "Frank, im too sensitive." He looked into your eyes and shook his head. "C'mon angel, i know youve got one more in you ." You shook your head and cried out as he found your sweet spot. As Frank sped up, you felt that familiar feeling in your stomach once more. To get you there quicker, Frank's hand slid down between your bodies, and rubbed small circles on your clit. That tipped you over the edge and caused your strongest orgasm of the night. Your vision went white as your cried out and gripped onto Frank tightly.

Frank cursed under his breath, pulled out and came onto your stomach. You slowly caught your breath and opened your eyes, looking up at Frank with cloudly eyes. He smiled softly and held your hand. "You ok sweetheart? I know that was a bit intense." You nodded and winced, remebering the wound on your neck. You rasied your fingers to your neck and touched it, the wound thankfully feel that big or deep. "I think i might anohter shower now though." You referenced the mix of your blood and Frank's cum on your chest. He smirked and simply leaned down, slowly licking a stripe up your chest. You giggled lightly at the feeling, and playfully pushed his head off of you. "Now i definetly need a shower idiot." Frank sarcastically gasped and placed his hand on his chest as if he was offended, before scooping you up and carrying you to the bathroom. "How about i join you then angel?" You looked into his eyes smiling, thinking only one thing, "this is gonna be a long night."