Summary: Sleep with a communist? That would be downright un-American. Except Javier Peña never met a damsel he didn’t want to rescue, a small penance for the woman he left behind at the altar all those years ago. He can provide occasional comfort, and if that means taking a bit for himself - well - that should be enough to get by.
Warnings: SMUT, PIV sex, oral (f receiving), creampie, Javi being tender but also not, it’s the early years this man is A Mess Emotionally
A/N: Javi in Season 1, man. It’s just a Whole Thing. Thanks as always to my beloved @ezrasbirdie for lookin’ this baby over. This is a stand-alone but could also be a prequel to something else still formulating in my brain.
She’s beautiful.
It’s the first thought that occurred to Javier Peña as the door to his apartment swung open, and he found himself face to face with a dark-haired woman, her soulful brown eyes shining with a plea for help.
He didn’t say it, though.
“Well, what have we here?” He asked, his glance flicking back and forth between the stranger and Murphy’s wife Connie, both women clad in blue scrubs from the comuna.
“I’ll explain later. I’ll be right back,” Connie said, waving the dark-haired woman inside. “Go,” she added, and then Connie turned on her heel, her blonde ponytail bobbing behind her, leaving Javier as bewildered as he was the moment he opened the door.
Excuse me what the fuck. This was such a beautiful piece of writing. I’m YEARNING. But for real, these descriptions are so fantastic. Your talent is on another level. I can’t wait to re-read this.
