This has been sitting in my WIPs for so long now and I have kind of gotten in and out of this a bunch. It’s definitely on the longer side of my usual WIPs but I hope you enjoy it!
Pairing: Javier Peña x f!Reader
Summary: After trying to help out his newest colleague, Javier escalates the spark between them unexpectedly and the light of the morning after exposes them both to the consequences.
Warnings: Shooting, Car “Accidents”, some shouting, sleazy male neighbor, use of pet names, a lot of fucking and smoking, drinking, tipsy-ish sex but with consent, blowjob, mirror sex, POV switches, some foot on dick action but not like that, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, fingering, these warnings are all over the place lmao
Word Count: 13139
“You seem on edge lately.”
“Shut up, Peña.”
“Boyfriend troubles?”
You ignore his taunting, even withholding your signature eye roll. Instead you lean closer to your sniper rifle, your chest covered in the dry sand of the ground you are laying on, despite the blanket you had brought. The sweat is rolling down your brow and your back.
“It’s too hot out here in Colombia.”
“Aren’t you from somewhere close to the border? Should be used to the heat.”
“My parents were - but I grew up further north”, you answer and glance at him, his hands resting on the two shoulder straps of his green vest. You look back at the road down the hill when your eyes meet. “Kind of funny, I thought I would be okay because of that but I’m continuously proven wrong.”
You grab the water bottle laid next to you and take a swig of water before deciding to splash some in your face, too. Afterwards, you pull your hat deeper into your face to at least provide some shade.
“You’ll get used to the heat eventually.”
“I’m going to have to, my AC broke down in my apartment last night.”
“Really?”
You see him eyeing the water bottle as you turn to answer him again.
“Yeah, piece of shit electronics whirred to its end. Quite disgracefully, too.”
You roll the water bottle over the ground towards where he is standing.
“Thanks bonita.”
“Ugh”, you groan, memories already hitting you square in the face, your face contorting into a disgusted frown.
“What?”
“My greasy neighbor calls me that, too”, you answer and you feel Peña’s eyes on you, slinking over your body as he drinks from the water bottle.
“So what should I call you?”
“Agent. Colleague. My name works, you know?”
He hums, considering. The scratching on the ground indicates the shuffle in position, hopefully to stop staring at you and instead go back to looking at the road.
“No, no. Pick something else.”
“You have some balls, Peña”, you grumble but despite that, you have to chuckle. You shake it off before looking back at the road.
Before he can answer again or think about how much he fucking loves to make you go from grumpy to amused, the radio in his vest sparks to life.
“Our first Checkpoint wasn’t successful in catching up with them. We’re counting on you guys.”
You clear your throat and lean up from my elbows to frown at the road as if the dirt itself had offered the offending message.
“We’ve been ready, tell the last checkpoint to get ready, too”, Peña retorts over the radio. You can hear him walking a few steps.
“Come on, I’m getting the car started.”
“I have another plan”, you mutter and lean back against the scope of your sniper rifle.
“Alright, great, another colleague going rogue.”
“Shut up and wait in the car if you don’t want to have anything to do with it”, you hiss at him. You can hear the crunch of dirt and sand grow quieter. As the engine of the car starts, you concentrate on the road and your new objective.
If the others couldn’t get the targets by following them or a simple ambush, maybe you had to help with a little… “accident”.
While you still think about how going rogue is probably an accurate description in light of your plan, the footsteps suddenly come closer again.
“Alright, what’s the plan?” The familiar click of his lighter and the faint smell of tobacco in the air announces Peña’s arrival next to you before you can even see him squatting down next to you.
“Trade you for a cigarette.”
Again, the telltale sound of his cigarette box, lighter and the sizzle of fire against tobacco.
You accept an already lit cigarette from him and take a long drag.
“Thanks.” You let the smoke whistle out of your mouth again. “I’m going to take down one of the cars, might even manage two of them.”
“And how the hell do you think you’ll be able to do that?”
“Relax, Peña. I know what I’m good at.”
“So I’ve heard.”
You ignore his comment and settle both hands on your rifle, fidgeting with the scope.
You take your binoculars and watch as the first car comes into view. You take another quick drag of your cigarette and let the stick lazily hang between your lips as you start to take aim.
As you wait for the car to fully come into view, you take a deep breath and take aim. Seconds slow to minutes before you finally take the first shot.
The leading of the three cars screeches along with its passengers and steers off to the edge of the road.
As you reload, you take another drag of the cigarette, the ash dusting onto your arm. Meanwhile the cars that almost crashed into the first back up and start accelerating again.
You exhale slowly and take aim again, hitting the next car fatally, leaving the middle one alone and without protection. But by the time you have reloaded yet again, they are out of your reach.
You inhale and smile to yourself.
“This is Peña at checkpoint two. We got one car with the prize left. See you back at home.”
You lean away from the scope and meet eyes with your colleague.
“You’re a cocky show off.”
“I consider it getting the job done”, you reply, quite smugly and sigh. You relish at taking another drag of your cigarette as your Peña chuckles next to you. You “hm?” at him, squinting against the sun.
“C'mon, let’s get home.”
“Right. Let’s.”
You stub out the cigarette and get up. You pull up the rifle by the shoulder strap and after securing it, start folding the foil blanket you had been laying on.
“Those are some mean skills, estrella.”
You smile at him and he lets his cigarette fall, stubbing it out on the ground carelessly. You walk back to the car side by side.
“Good nickname, I like it.”
He gives you a toothy grin in response.
Sometimes you forget the way Javier Peña is. How handsome… and flirty. It was almost tragic how many of the right buttons he pushed for your taste.
“So what about those things you have heard about me?”
You push your things into the back of the car and fish out your backpack. He laughs quietly as you join him in the front, your curious look demanding an answer by the way your eyes are drilling through him.
“You don’t want to know.”
“I’m sure I can handle it, Peña.”
He sighs and lays his hand over the back of your seat as he reverses the car. As soon as he is done, he stills, his breath close to your ear.
“They say you fucked a drug lord and wound him around your little finger so well, he begged the CIA to at least protect you when they were about to kill him.”
You keep very still as he backs off, the warmth and the smell of him is paralyzing you in your seat, together with your wits.
“And they say you fucked him in his prison cell, too, executing him yourself right after.”
“That’s a ridiculous story.”
He drums his hand against the steering wheel before putting the car in drive, following the rocky road down the slope of the hill to the street leading to Medellin.
“Well, the others just say you are a slut who has no skill except for in the bedroom which is how you slept your way up the ranks of the CIA. I personally prefer the first one.”
“Well, I must have slept with the wrong men if it landed me in this shitshow.”
“Hmhm. But you’re not denying the other story?”
“Peña… ”, you sigh, exasperated, though you can’t quite hide the quirk of your lip. He chuckles and turns on the radio. He looks back at you as you reach the smoother road. You put your feet up on the dash, trying to clean off your ankles from the dirty ground.
“You know Messina will have your ass for this, right?”
You lean back and rummage around in your backpack.
“Yeah, well, I am thinking about blaming it on my AC breaking in this heat, driving me crazy. I’ll get to deal with just Messina if I am lucky, Peñito.”
“You’re right. And I don’t like that nickname.”
“What? It sounds adorable.”
“Just call me Javi”, he quips and looks back at the road. He drums the fingers of his right hand against the steering wheel to the music on the radio.
“So is that what you tell your informants before you start fucking them? ‘Just call me Javi, mamasita, if you hop on my dick, I’ll take good care of you’,” you give your best impression of him and chuckle afterwards.
He just huffs and grumbles something under his breath after.
“Hey, you told me what they say about me and I returned the favor.”
Even after the addition, he stays quiet.
You purse your lips and nod to yourself. Not a good take on comedy, then. You open your backpack and fish out a bottle of tequila.
“What- What is that?”
“Tequila. Considering I didn’t know how this would go so this was for either celebrating or… well. But I don’t really want to face Messina sober after this.”
“We could have just gone to a bar, you know?”
“And then what? Sound like I want to go out with you and get more stories thrown around? No thanks. I don’t fuck colleagues.”
“I said we would go get drinks, not fuck, estrella.”
“You just gave me a pet name and now you said we should go get drinks. I’m not falling for it, Peñito.”
He laughs and shakes his head.
“Well then how about you share your bottle with me, then, bonita?”, he purrs the last part and it makes you both laugh. You unscrew the bottle and after a first swig, you ponder the question.
“Well if we are about to drink, we should make a stop out here.”
“Just a quick little drink.”
“Just one round”, you agree, trying hard not to grin from ear to ear.
This is absolutely excellent!! its a complete world created there with Javi and f reader, heck points, suspensions, sniper fire, smut, broken AC, you name it this has got it!!! I hope there is going to be more about this as its left right in the middle of an intriguing situation with a lot more opportunities to take this further .
Pairing: Pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader (reader has a latina name but no physical descriptions)
Word Count: 4500+
Rating: M for mature - 18+ only! NSFW
Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story.
A/N: Thank you everyone for the response and positive vibes from the intro of this series. Comments and reblogs are always appreciated! Here we go :)
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CHAPTER 5
Over the next couple of weeks, you and Javi got closer, but nothing went beyond that; it was just straight work oriented. Your partnership was spectacular. You complimented each other. Not having anyone to go home to, late nights for both of you was becoming the new norm. Every night a different take out place for dinner. Javi and you would eat in his office and have late conversations whether it was work related or personal. Each one of you is fighting through your feelings towards each other. Lust filled glances exchanged throughout the day at each other, but that path was never crossed between the both of you.. Since that night at your apartment ,the almost kiss was never mentioned or even tried again. It was as if nothing happened. You were starting to like him more, but you didn’t know if he felt the same about you.
Pairing: Pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader (reader has a latina name but no physical descriptions)
Word Count: 4500+
Rating: M for mature - 18+ only! NSFW
Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story.
A/N: Thank you everyone for the response and positive vibes from the intro of this series. Comments and reblogs are always appreciated! Here we go :)
**If you want to be added to the taglist, join here or let me know!
CHAPTER 5
Over the next couple of weeks, you and Javi got closer, but nothing went beyond that; it was just straight work oriented. Your partnership was spectacular. You complimented each other. Not having anyone to go home to, late nights for both of you was becoming the new norm. Every night a different take out place for dinner. Javi and you would eat in his office and have late conversations whether it was work related or personal. Each one of you is fighting through your feelings towards each other. Lust filled glances exchanged throughout the day at each other, but that path was never crossed between the both of you.. Since that night at your apartment ,the almost kiss was never mentioned or even tried again. It was as if nothing happened. You were starting to like him more, but you didn’t know if he felt the same about you.
Pairing: Pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader (reader has a latina name but no physical descriptions)
Word Count: 4500+
Rating: M for mature - 18+ only! NSFW
Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story.
A/N: Thank you everyone for the response and positive vibes from the intro of this series. Comments and reblogs are always appreciated! Here we go :)
**If you want to be added to the taglist, join here or let me know!
CHAPTER 5
Over the next couple of weeks, you and Javi got closer, but nothing went beyond that; it was just straight work oriented. Your partnership was spectacular. You complimented each other. Not having anyone to go home to, late nights for both of you was becoming the new norm. Every night a different take out place for dinner. Javi and you would eat in his office and have late conversations whether it was work related or personal. Each one of you is fighting through your feelings towards each other. Lust filled glances exchanged throughout the day at each other, but that path was never crossed between the both of you.. Since that night at your apartment ,the almost kiss was never mentioned or even tried again. It was as if nothing happened. You were starting to like him more, but you didn’t know if he felt the same about you.
Pairing: Pairing: Javier Peña x fem!reader (reader has a latina name but no physical descriptions)
Word Count: 4500+
Rating: M for mature - 18+ only! NSFW
Warnings: Just like ao3, “creator chooses not to use warnings.” If you click Keep Reading, that means you agree that you’re the age to handle mature themes. Also by clicking Keep Reading, you understand warnings may not be complete in order to avoid spoilers for the story.
A/N: Thank you everyone for the response and positive vibes from the intro of this series. Comments and reblogs are always appreciated! Here we go :)
**If you want to be added to the taglist, join here or let me know!
CHAPTER 5
Over the next couple of weeks, you and Javi got closer, but nothing went beyond that; it was just straight work oriented. Your partnership was spectacular. You complimented each other. Not having anyone to go home to, late nights for both of you was becoming the new norm. Every night a different take out place for dinner. Javi and you would eat in his office and have late conversations whether it was work related or personal. Each one of you is fighting through your feelings towards each other. Lust filled glances exchanged throughout the day at each other, but that path was never crossed between the both of you.. Since that night at your apartment ,the almost kiss was never mentioned or even tried again. It was as if nothing happened. You were starting to like him more, but you didn’t know if he felt the same about you.
