Summary: When your husband Sy finds out you work with August Walker he isn’t happy, but even in your wildest dreams, you would never have guessed why. (Slight AU)
Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader, with special guest August Walker.
Word Count: Approx. 4.7k
Warnings: Smut, Dubious Consent/ Non Consent, reluctant reader, jealousy, rivalry, non consensual voyeurism, semi-public sex, workplace sexual harassment, p in v sex, fingering, spit kink, male masturbation, cream pie, breeding kink, praise kink, implied cuckold kink, mentions of mmf threesome, dominant behaviour, fear of cheating (I think thats it)
This is different to my usual stories, please read the warnings and be responsible for your own reading.
Authors Note: This story started out from an ask I got over six months ago. I tried a few times to make it work, but I just couldn’t get it right. When I went through my old stories to find snippets for my milestone celebration, I stumbled on this forgotten, half finished fic and suddenly the story clicked into place and I was almost able to finish it. I got stuck at the end and thanks to @nashibirne I was able to settle on an ending. If you enjoy the ending, you have her to thank because without her to bounce ideas off I never would have been able to get it done. She is an amazing writer, check out her masterlist!
Your calves burn as you stand in the elevator. Seeking relief you lift one foot out of your heel and bringing it behind your other leg, you rub your calf. It slides easily over the curve of your leg, the stockings reduce the friction but impede none of the pressure. It feels heavenly and you repeat the process with your other foot. You moan softly as you close your eyes and rub your hand over your neck. Thank fuck it’s Friday.
Summary: After a disappointing date, your best friend’s older brother picks you up to take you home.
Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader
Word Count: Approx. 11.2k
Warnings: Smut, oral sex (m receiving), vaginal fingering, angst and some fluff.
Authors Note: As always I need to thank my amazing mates and readers @amberangel112 (also a brilliant title fairy) and @henryobsessed . You two always give me the confidence to keep going. Also special mention to @nashibirne , your thoughtful and honest comments really made me think, thank you so much. And finally to @radiantheartbeat for encouraging me to write this.
I used three prompts for inspiration for this story. Thank you for sending them in and I hope you enjoy what I came up with.
As if on autopilot, you take a couple of quarters out of your purse and drop them into the slot. You press the numbers with the same level of thought and dial home. It takes a moment to connect and you sniff a little, clear your throat and pray that your best friend and roommate is home. The sound of your coins dropping into the payphone signals a successful connection, followed swiftly by the robotic series of notes that imitate the sound of an old telephone ringing.
