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Almost Caught || Rooster 18+

✧ summary: There's something about almost getting caught that turns you and Rooster on. When you two get down and dirty in Maverick's shop, you hope that you can finish and make it out before the pilot returns.

**based on letter W from Rooster's NSFW Alphabet!**

✧ pairing: Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x Female!Reader

✧ warnings: fingering, oral f!receiving, sex on the floooorrrrr

✧ Rooster masterlist

“What if he comes back?!” You hiss as Rooster’s lips find your throat. You’re moaning loudly, back pressed to the sink area in Maverick’s shop. You and Rooster were working on a project that required using his father-figure’s shop, but when you showed up in a pair of blue jean shorts and a new white blouse, Rooster couldn’t think straight.

“Penny’s got him by his balls,” He growls into your ear. “He’ll be gone a few hours.” His lips move down to press to your neck. You groan, knocking over some things. You glance over your shoulder to see the board with all Maverick’s tacked pictures.

“B-Bradley,” You laugh. “If we’re doing this, can we please not do it in front of your baby pictures? May Goose and Carole’s souls rest in peace, but I don’t need them or Maverick staring at me while you have sex with me,” You hiss.

“What? Scared a young Maverick might distract you?” He asks you quickly.

You stare at the picture. “I mean, he was good looking, and I– AH!” You erupt.

Rooster laughs, pulling away. He picks you up in one swift motion, his hand reaching for the tarp along the way. He’s dragging it forward and laying it down. The doors were lifted, the sight of the outdoors greeting you. Anyone who pulled up would find you two a mess on the floor. You were hardly hidden from plain sight.

Rooster rips his shirt over his head and leans down to kiss you fervently. “You shouldn’t have worn this,” Bradley moans, already slipping his fingers around the button of your shorts. He pushes the white blouse up to reveal a lacy bra that keeps your breasts from his eyes.

“Faster, Rooster,” You thrust your hips upwards, giving him leverage to yank your shorts down. He groans sweetly at the sight. Touching you through your panties, he lifts your back and reaches around. Unclasping the bra, he pulls it down, his mouth hungrily attaching to your breast.

A desperate whine falls from your lips, sending Bradley into overdrive. He kisses around your nipple before he takes it into his mouth, his fingers that are centered on your mind brushing mindlessly. You whimper, fingertips tangling through his brown hair. His green eyes are full of darkened lust.

“You really couldn’t wait until we got home, could you? You had to use me on Maverick’s shop floor?” You laugh, yelping when he latched his teeth around your nipple to tug at it. He lifts off your breast, knowing he’s left his mark. Kissing down the length of your belly, he falls below your navel. He’s almost where you want him, but he skips over your weeping core, only to begin dotting your thighs with kisses.

“You drive me wild, baby,” Rooster coos. He grabs your thighs and pushes them apart. Kissing over your clothed center, he nudges his nose into your covered clit, and you feel your stomach jump with the motion.

“Oh, please, don’t tease me!” You hiss.

Rooster glances at you, noticing the pleading look in your eye. He chuckles sinfully, his lips pressing deep kisses to your heated core. He can practically taste you through the thin fabric, and it’s taking everything in his body not to rip this fabric apart if it means he gets to you quicker.

Rolling his fingers underneath to hook through the sides of your panties, he jerks them down. You feel what can only be described as an electrical current surge through you. It was mindfully erotic and insanely hot to know that you and Rooster could be caught at any second by anyone out there.

But maybe that’s what made this hotter.

Rooster takes your thighs and rubs them with his hands. He lowers his head to pepper your skin with kisses on his knees. He’s moving closer now, and when he finally wraps his lips around your clit, your hands are flying out to grab the tarp. It crinkles in your hands from the pressure you use to squeeze it, a gasp falling from your mouth.

Your back arches as Rooster slides his tongue down your slit, only to push it between your folds before he pulls it back out. He delivers a hard stripe up to the top, where he sucks on your clit like a lollipop, kissing and sucking at the right pace to cause a squirm.

He moans around your plush, the vibrations sending pulsations throughout your frame. You’re rocking your hips as best as possible to achieve your high.

“Don’t stop, Bradley!” You growl. “Please, oh, that feels SO good!” Your cries grow, and Rooster knows that the echoing of your voice could bring some onlookers, but again. That was the hottest part about this. The possibility of being caught.

He honestly had no idea what Maverick would do if he came back suddenly to find the kid he saw as his son screwing his girlfriend on the floor of his shop.

Beside his bike.

And his plane.

He’d probably be upset, but then again. Maverick had done worse. Probably.

It doesn’t take long for you to cum, the feeling of Rooster’s fingers scissoring your walls making you scream. You grip the tarp in your hands, and while coming down from the high, Rooster sheds his jeans.

“Don’t get tired of me now, baby. We still have work to do,” Rooster laughs, his body pressed on yours. A groan leaves your lips when you feel his length brush across your folds. He teases you with the tip, gently moving up and down.

“Rooster,” You whimper. You’re still working to catch your breath from the first orgasm, but when you feel Bradley there, you’re ready again. He watches your face, adoring the way it contorts with greedy pleasure.

“You need me?” He asks you.

“Mmhm,” You said, opening your mouth. You reach around to his backside and grip his back. “Need you, Bradley, please,” You sigh, arching your back.

Rooster chuckles, moving to kiss you deeply. As his tongue pushes into your mouth, so does his length. You gasp at the intrusion, his tip brushing through your folds. Every inch of him stretches you out, and it’s a feeling you thought you’d get used to, but it always surprises you.

It was no secret that Bradley Bradshaw was well endowed. He had an asset on him, and that asset made you feel like you were on top of the world.

Rooster’s eyes lock on yours as he thrusts into you. Your cries echo throughout the area of the shop. Deep in your mind, you ponder the thought of getting caught, making you even hornier. You’re groaning into Bradley’s mouth as you guide him deeper inside of you by groping for his lower half.

“Deeper, Bradley, come on,” You moan.

He angles himself just enough, one of your hips curling over his waist. He drives himself mercilessly into your weakness, each thrust bringing you both closer to the edge.

You gaze up to see his jaw falling open, his grunts of arousal making you wetter if it were possible. You kiss over his jawline and move down to his throat. Adding your line of hickies on the pilot’s neck, he curses under his breath, his hips beginning to falter.

As you both begin to chase your eyes, laughter fills the shop. Bradley grabs your hands and interlocks your fingers, his kisses fervent and needy as he drives you both over the edge.

You’re spilling onto one another, and the tarp is now useless unless cleaned. Bradley cums, sending hot spurts of his release to coat the inside of you. You squeeze your walls around him, practically milking him for every ounce he was worth.

He shivers as he finishes, his body taking a moment to rest on top of yours.

Sweaty foreheads pressed together, you wrap your arms around your boyfriend and guide him close.

Kissing him tenderly, you realize that you two were still under cover. “And we didn’t get caught…” You whisper, noticing your clothes. “But now get off! I’m not risking it!” You exclaim.

Bradley pulls out and lands on his back with a thud as you scramble for your clothes. You’re quickly pulling on your undergarments, shirt, and shorts. You throw him his shirt, followed by the jeans he was wearing.

“He’s not coming back for a while!” Bradley exclaims, pulling on his clothes one by one.

But oh, was Bradley Bradshaw wrong.

You looked out to see headlights, Penny’s car approaching.

Rooster’s head pops up to see the coupe drawing closer.

“OH SHIT!” Bradley screams, hurrying to grab the tarp.

That was a close call. Almost.

Now, if only Rooster could explain the tarp situation when Maverick asks…

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