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I Wanna Feel Good Tonight
Sequel to âIâm just now feelin feistyâ
Masterlist
18+
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x reader x Bradley âRoosterâ Bradshaw
Warnings: Explicit. 18+ only. Female reader. MMF threesome. Polyamorous relationship. Daddy kink. Mommy kink. Fingering. D/s themes. Actual Switch/sub this time!Rooster. Daddy dom!Jake. Actual switch/mommy!reader. Color system. Fingering. Oral(male and female receiving). Cum eating. Pegging. PWP.
You practically skip into the store Jake and Bradley stopped at. This was the third shop youâd been in and it wouldnât be the last, the novelty of going into a sex shop wore off quickly for the boys. The first shop you stopped in they were like kids in a candy store running from item to item and calling the other over to look at whatever they found next. You told Jake you didnât like any of the straps ons from any of the other stores so far but that was kinda slightly a lie. You didnât really care which one you had but if Jake and Bradley wanted to be mean to you the other day when you got in trouble for their poor time management skills then they can drive you all over to find the exact strap on you want.
You already knew which one you wanted, not that it terribly mattered much to you. You knew before you had even gotten into the car. You knew which shop it was, too. Were you going to tell them? Oh no. Making them drive all over was way too funny for you. Youâd stopped at the shop yesterday and picked it out while they were still at work. Both Bradley and Jake sighed each time you looked over the selection at each shop and deemed the options unsuitable for what you wanted. They couldnât say anything. Couldnât whine or complain. Just followed you back into the car to drive to the next store, grumbling under their breaths the whole way.
You had gotten into the car this morning with a whole list of every shop you could find in the general area near your house. It was at least 7 shops long. The last shop on your list was the one with the strap you already had decided you wanted. You just hoped none of the other ones had the same one so they didnât catch onto your game because you were going to every shop on that list no matter what. They wasted your time the other day and then punished you for getting bored so you can waste their time today. Happily.
Thankfully none of the shops ended up having it and so finally when Jake and Bradley took you into the last store you finally got to point out which one you wanted. It was black patent leather with rhinestones and came with an opaque ish clear dildo. Whatever the girliest option was, you wanted it. You were surrounded at home by all their âmanly pilot shitâ that they leave everywhere so you wanted something girly for you. You were a princess after all. If only the dildo was pink and had sparkles. Maybe the next one. Youâre sure you can find something with sparkles online. The girliness for you and not meant to emasculate them at all. Both Jake and Bradley were comfortable enough in their manlihood to not be bothered by colors or sparkles, sometimes both of them rocked sparkly pedicures when you got bored at home. Youâve been told they are the envy of the locker room at work.
You stood in line with your boys, holding hands with Bradley while Jake carried your new toy. The worker raised their eyebrow at the three of you when you got to the front of the short line, which you thought was weird, youâre sure they see all sorts of people, couples, groups, etc roll through their shop on a daily basis. Maybe the worker was just trying to figure your dynamic out. Nobody usually can. You kinda wanted to ask what they think it is. Sometimes the Dagger Squad likes to guess but none of you have ever told any of them how your dynamic actually works. They tend to guess wrong, assuming Jake is a bratty sub and Bradley doms Jake and then most often they guess that you domme them both. Assuming probably due to Bradleyâs size and demeanor and the sass that oftentimes flows out of both your and Jakeâs mouths and the way both of your boys follow after you all the time. Even the other day the whole squad asked Bradley and Jake if they were done pouting from the night before when you flirted with that guy because they were all sure you put them in their place and not the other way around at all.
When the worker handed Jake the bag, they told you all to have a nice day and, âHave fun!â which made Jake blush bright red and Bradley laugh. You grinned. Now you really wanted to ask what they thought. Youâre sure whatever vibe you three give off isnât correct which you really enjoy. In your relationship Bradley doesnât have to be the stoic leader he tends to portray at work (or so youâve heard) plus the show off-y/golden retriever-y personality thatâs often seen at the hard deck. Instead Bradley just gets to follow Jakeâs orders and gets to be taken care of and showered in as much love as he wants by both you and Jake, never having to try and impress either of you. Only sometimes does Bradley want to step up and take you on, usually as a way to get rid of excess energy or a way to work through things going on in his head which youâre happy to help with. Jake gets to have the control he craves and gets to dote on the both of you, handling everything like his type A personality wants. He is the end all be all of your relationship. The perfect daddy for you both. And you, well you donât have to do anything if you donât want to. You tend to take a more passive role. Most often the epitome of pillow princess if the sass doesnât come out which it often does. Jake loves when it does though. Using the strap on would be your first venture into the more active role. You were excited, especially if you did in fact get to fuck Jake eventually. Bradley doesnât even get to do that often and even then Jake is still domming from the bottom. Youâre hoping to maybe change that. Get him out of his head potentially.
You could barely contain your excitement to get home. Just in the last store you had smacked Bradleyâs ass a total of ten times before Jake told you that you needed to stop and shot you a look that said âIf you donât stop youâre going to regret it.â As you looked at the dildos you quietly asked Bradley questions like âIs this the one you want inside you?â and âWouldnât this one feel so nice?â Bradley may have remained mostly quiet in the store giving off a more stoney facade but Jake and you both noticed the slight glassiness to Bradleyâs eyes by the time you all headed back home. Youâre sure the worker thought he was holding your hand to keep you under control or something, when in reality you were holding Bradleyâs to lead him where you wanted and to keep him close to you and Jake. He likes to be close to you and Jake when his mind goes a little fuzzy and you love being the person he wants to snuggle up to.
It didnât take long for you all to return home. The last store you went to was the closest to your house, not even five minutes away. When Jake realized that he raised an eyebrow at you and you just smiled sweetly back at him then blew him a kiss while he shook his head at your shenanigans. You really thought he would have caught on quicker than that. Must be losing his touch.
When you all arrived home, you raced into the house with your bag while Jake and Bradley got out of the car and into the house at a normal speed, Bradleyâs mind came back to himself on the car ride home.
By the time they made it into the house together, you had already slipped the strap on onto your body over your clothes. You giggled as you swung your hips side to side watching the dildo swing to and fro. Both Bradley and Jake started laughing when they walked in the house and saw what you were doing.
âHow do you guys not do this all the time? This is so amusing,â You said as you continued swinging your hips.
Jake shrugged, âThe amusement wore off after a while. I donât know about Bradley but I stopped doing stuff like that when I was like 15.â
Bradley laughed, âWhat are you talking about? You literally yelled for me to come into the bathroom the other day because you were holding your towel up by your dick and you were so proud of yourself.â
âSomeone needed to see!â Jake said gesturing to his crotch. âIt was awesome!â
Bradley laughed again, shaking his head at Jake then walked over to you when you stopped moving your hips and batted at the dildo causing it to pull down then bounce back up.
âThatâs a pretty impressive dick you got there, baby,â Bradley said with a grin as he wrapped a hand around it and wiggled it around.
You shrugged and tried to keep from laughing as he wiggled it, âI know. We all knew I would have an impressive dick. Mickey said that I just scream big dick energy.â
Jake laughed from behind Bradley, âWas that when he was asking you about fucking us?â
âWhy are your friends so interested in our sex life?â You asked as you looked between the two of them, leaning slightly to look around Bradley to Jake. âAnd why do they always ask me? Why canât they ask you two awkward questions.â
âBecause itâs an abnormal relationship, not to us of course, but you donât generally know of people being polyamorous so theyâre naturally curious and thereâs different types of poly relationships so even if they did know of one they might not have all been together like we are. Plus, they all try and get us to tell them about it all the time but we donât say anything so theyâre hoping to wear you down. Youâre probably the most likely to spill the beans, babe,â Bradley said and then kissed the top of your head then nuzzled his face into your hair.
You huffed and stomped your foot, âAm not! Jake never shuts up! Heâs most likely!â
Jake smirked as he walked over to the two of you and swatted your butt, âYou wanna watch what youâre sayin there, princess? Or do you want to get in trouble again? Either way Iâm happy to oblige.â
You scowled at Jake and raised your middle finger up at him, âDonât be an ass. Itâs not cute.â
âWasnât trying to be cute,â Jake grumbled and furrowed his brow.
Bradley stepped between the two of you and wrapped himself around you from behind, nuzzling his face into your neck, while he shuffled you farther into the house, âIf we could not have fight that would be appreciated. I donât want to explain to our coworkers how I had to kick Jakeâs ass because you two started a fight.â
You grinned and squished your face against his and nuzzled cheek to cheek, âAww, you would fight Jake for me?â
Bradley nodded and kissed your cheek, âMama Carole would come back to haunt my ass if I let anything happen to you.â
You both could hear as Jake scoffed, âI would never try to punch our girl, Bradshaw. Nor hurt her in any way she didnât want. You should both know that. Same goes for your ass, too.â
Bradley turned back to Jake and shrugged, âI donât know that. Youâre a wildcard, Seresin. Gotta defend my girlâs honor.â
âSheâs my girl too!â
Bradley wrapped his arms back around you and lifted you up to throw you over his shoulder, âNot right now sheâs not.â
You giggled despite a dildo being squished directly into your belly as he settled you on his shoulder and took off running with you up the stairs.
âGirlfriend stealer!â Jake yelled as you heard him hot on Bradleyâs heels. You looked up and he was almost within touching distance quickly, as Bradley made it to the top of the stairs before he wrapped his arms around Bradleyâs middle to slow him down and pulled Bradley back towards himself as he dug his heels down.
âNooooooo! Sheâs mine!â Bradley yelled and held onto you tight as he was slowed down, dragging Jake a little before finally coming to a complete stop.
âNow Iâve got you both right where I want you!â Jake said then grinned as he walked around to Bradleyâs front with his arms still wrapped around his middle and kissed him.
âIn the hallway?â You asked cheekily then squeaked as you felt a hand come down onto your ass.
âYes, you brat, in the hallway, thatâs clearly what I meant,â Jake said and you just knew he rolled his eyes when he said it, not that you could see. The only view you currently had was the floor and Bradleyâs back and butt, not that youâd ever complain about that. You were quite fond of that butt. Jakeâs too.
You could hear Jake and Bradley once again kissing, so you reached down and pinched Bradleyâs butt.
âOww!â Bradley said and reached around to rub the spot you pinched. âOkay, sheâs all yours. Not sure I want her anymore.â He leaned down slightly and slid you off his shoulder and onto your feet, in between himself and Jake.
âThatâs not even true. You love me,â you said and pouted up at him.
Jake wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against him, âNo, no. Youâre all mine now. I get to love you exclusively.â
You watched as Bradleyâs eyes got big and a pout formed on his lips, âNo! I take it back. Sheâs mine too! We can share.â
âWhat if I donât want to share?â Jake asked as he kissed the side of your head.
âTough shit,â Bradley said as he stepped closer to the two of you and leaned down to kiss you.
You giggled against his lips, these childish fights were one of the reasons you loved these two so much. It was never boring in your house. Jake and Bradley apparently used to have a rivalry between the two of them, not that you were around for any of that, and had put it in the past but that didnât mean they didnât still poke fun at each other. Even when they started dating each other before you can along, they would playfully tease each other and keep the rivalry going playfully. It increased when they met you. You actually gave them something to compete over, not that you were a trophy or anything, they just thought it was funny to try and one up each other. They had been doing it since the start of the relationship.
You happily kissed him back as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He leaned down and ran his hands down your back, between you and Jake, and grabbed the inside of your thighs and hefted you up. You wrapped your legs around his middle while his hands rested on your butt. He took steps backwards until he pulled you all the way away from Jake and then pulled his face away from you and ran into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He threw you on the bed, resulting in a scream from you, and jumped up onto it beside you and laid on his side with a hand holding his head up and a grin plastered on his face.
Jake came running in after you both, throwing the door open to find Bradley relaxing on the bed and you laughing as hard as you can.
âNice of you to join us, Jake,â Bradley said as he grinned.
Jake rolled his eyes, âYou think youâre slick?â
Bradley nodded, âI do and it was.â
Jake shrugged and walked towards the bed, âYouâre right. That was actually impressive. I wasnât expecting that.â
âIf you knew what was happening that would have defeated the purpose, babe,â Bradley said and flopped onto his back and held his arms out towards Jake. Jake laughed and flopped down on top of Bradley which made Bradley make a soft âooofâ noise.
Bradley smiled and wrapped his arms around Jake, one hand finding itâs way into Jakeâs hair where he started to lightly scratch. Jake moaned in happiness and buried his face in Bradleyâs chest placing an arm along either side of Bradley.
You watched as the two of them loved on each other. For as much teasing that happens between the two of three of you, heck the three of you, thereâs also an enormous amount of love as well. With the type of dynamic that works for the three of you in the bedroom, there has to be a huge amount of trust and youâve all certainly attained that together and fallen deeply for each other in the process.
You smiled as Jake held out a hand to you, clearly not wanting you to be left out. You placed your hand in his and he started to pull at your hand until you scooted your body closer and closer until he could put his arm around you and pull you against Bradley and him.
âMuch better,â Jake said into Bradleyâs chest. Bradley chuckled and placed a hand in your hair as well, scratching at your scalp. You closed your eyes and sighed happily. There was nothing better in the world than this. Not a thing. It was perfect.
âThe fuck is poking me?â Jake said as he lifted up slightly and looked down. âOh shit, I totally forgot you had that on.â He poked at the dildo that was still in the harness sat on your hips.
âOh yeah! I kinda forgot I had that on too,â you said and wiggled your hips.
Bradley took a deep breath, âS-stop that!â
Both you and Jake looked up to see Bradleyâs eyes closed then looked at each other, a grin played on both of your lips.
âAww, puppy, I can feel you getting all excited,â Jake said as he rolled his hips against Bradleyâs body which caused a whimper to fall from Bradleyâs lips.
Jake pushed himself up until he was straddling Bradleyâs hips and looked down at the other man who blinked his eyes open to look up at Jake and groaned seeing him straddling him and placed his hands on Jakeâs hips.
Jake rolled his hips once, grinding his hips on Bradleyâs, then looked towards you, âPrincess, were you gonna fuck puppy with your clothes on? Because if not why donât you head into the bathroom and get ready.â
You nodded then rolled off the bed. You took one last look at your two boys, Jake had leaned down to start kissing Bradley while you got off the bed, he had linked their fingers together and put them beside Bradleyâs head on either side. Jake pulled away from Bradleyâs lips to wink at you and blow you a kiss before he leaned back down.
You giggled before heading into the bathroom. You looked down at yourself. Did you want to keep any of your clothes on? The three of you have watched pegging porn previously, to see if that was something you all would be into, and sometimes the women kept their clothes on but not always. You decided to keep your bra and underwear on but take your shirt and jeans off. You slipped the strap on back up over your hips and tightened into position. You looked at yourself in the mirror. It was weird seeing a dildo attached to yourself but amusing nonetheless.
You stepped back out into the bedroom and saw a naked Jake kneeling beside the bed behind a naked Bradley who was bent over the bed. Jake had three fingers sliding in and out of Bradley while Bradley moaned and whimpered.
Jake smiled when he noticed you come back into the room, âHi princess.â
âHi daddy,â you said as you walked over and stood next to Jake.
Jake smacked Bradleyâs ass, âOn the bed, puppy. Hands and knees.â
Bradley scrambled onto the bed and got into position. Jake climbed up on the bed after him and used one hand to press Bradleyâs chest down onto the mattress then held out a hand to you.
You took his hand in yours and followed as he gently pulled you towards them, âI think this is going to be the easiest position for you.â He guided you behind Bradley and had you climb up onto the bed and kneel up behind him. âItâs okay if you get tired or want a break, okay?â
You nodded.
âI need words, princess,â Jake said as he slid a hand down Bradleyâs back, who shuddered from the touch.
âYes daddy. I understand,â you said.
Jake smiled and leaned forward to kiss you then helped you shimmy your body as close as can be behind Bradley, âColor puppy?â
Bradley turned his face to the side, âGreen.â
âColor, princess?â Jake then asked you.
âGreen. Color, daddy?â You asked Jake looking at him.
âGreen. Go ahead, princess, make puppy feel good,â Jake said as he helped you line up with Bradleyâs hole.
Bradleyâs eyes widen as you push in and you hear something mumbled into the sheets that he bunched up near his face.
Jake reached over and pulled Bradleyâs head up by his hair, âWhat was that, puppy?â
Bradley shook his head and whined.
Jake nodded towards you, âPrincess, can you pull back out and push in again? I want to hear what puppy has to say.â
You nodded and followed Jakeâs instructions.
Bradley bit his lip to once again try and hold in the noise.
Jake softly pulled his lip from between his teeth, âPuppy, you know better. Stop that.â
Bradley took a deep breath, âK.â
You once again pulled out and pushed back in and you all hear exactly what Bradley had been trying to hide, âMommy!â
Jake grinned at you, âWell isnât this a fun development? Finding out all sorts of new things about puppy.â
Bradley whined and you ran a soothing hand over his back.
âIs daddy being mean to you, baby boy? What a mean daddy. Itâs okay, whoâs gonna take care of you, baby?â You asked.
âMommy,â Bradley gasped out quickly, breathing heavily.
You smiled. Yeah, you like this.
âGood boy,â you murmured to Bradley before you pulled your hips back slightly and pushed them back in causing a sharp inhale from Bradley.
You looked up and met Jakeâs eyes to wink at him before he shifted his gaze back to where you were entering Bradley.
Bradley whined and pushed his body back towards yours, âMommyâŚ. PleaseâŚ. Mommy!â
âWhat do you need, puppy?â You asked as you continued your soft hip movements.
âNeed more, please,â Bradley whimpered out. âPlease mommy!â
You ran both hands up his thighs teasingly before gripping onto his hips to help you push and pull easier, âWhat a polite boy.â
Jake laughed, âOf course heâs being all good for you, youâre the one fucking him.â
You shrugged as best as you could while still gripping Bradleyâs hips to keep a steady pace, âHeâs always a good boy. You pouting, daddy?â
âMaybe a little.â
You giggled, âDid I take your favorite toy away?â
âNo, my two favorite toys are busy with each other,â he said as he ran a hand along Bradleyâs back and rested it on the back of his neck which caused Bradley to look up at Jake.
âIâm sure puppy would be more than happy to include you. Itâd give him something to do with his mouth,â you said as you looked down at Bradley who was practically drooling on the sheets. He started nodding once he realized what you had said to Jake and made grabby hand motions towards him and whined.
Jake crawled up towards the head of the bed and placed himself in front of Bradley, âYou need something in your mouth, puppy?â Bradley enthusiastically nodded at that as he watched Jake come closer to him. You slowed your thrusts down as the two situated themselves. Bradley lifted up onto his hands as Jake scooted himself partially under Bradley. Bradley looked up to meet Jakeâs eyes, waiting for the go ahead, with his mouth falling open and tongue hanging out in anticipation. Jake nodded and Bradley quickly dropped down onto his elbows to partially take Jakeâs dick into his mouth, after letting some spit run down the length Bradley tightly grabbed what wasnât in his mouth causing Jake to moan as he threw his head back. You could see his thighs twitch as he stopped himself from thrusting forward into Bradleyâs warm, wet mouth.
You continued with your shallow thrusts until you could tell Bradley had started to get impatient. He started to push back towards you as he pulled his head up almost off Jake to tongue at his sensitive head which caused Jake to slip both hands into Bradleyâs curls as he swore. You knew from first hand experience just how great Bradleyâs mouth could feel and by the looks of it Jake was thoroughly enjoying himself. Bradley wiggled his ass at you before leaning forward to take Jake fully into his mouth.
You chuckled then thrusted into Bradley a few more times, harder, to check that Bradley wasnât going to choke or anything on Jakeâs dick. That wasnât what you wanted. At least not right now. You vaguely heard Bradley moan from around Jake which must have felt good since when you looked up at Jake, you saw him shudder.
âPuppy feel good, daddy?â You asked as you kept up with your new pace, starting to vary the direction you were thrusting from.
Jake nodded as he gripped Bradleyâs hair.
You giggled and ran your nails softly along Bradleyâs spine causing him to shiver.
You continued thrusting with very slight variations to the angle until you heard Bradley gasp and watched Jakeâs entire body go rigid.
âDoâŚ. Do that again, princess,â Jake panted out, barely opening his eyes to look at you.
âOkay, daddy,â you said as you made sure to make the dildo hit the same spot inside Bradley, you noticed as you did that Bradley was digging his blunt nails into Jakeâs legs which probably matched what Jakeâs nails were doing to Bradleyâs scalp.
You thrusted a few more times before Jakeâs entire body tensed and he shallowly thrusted into Bradleyâs mouth four times while he grunted a few times before relaxing with a sigh.
After he took a few breaths he pulled Bradleyâs head off him, which resulted in a whimper coming from Bradley as he tried to stay sucking on Jake. âNo, all done, puppy. Lift up,â Jake said and Bradley sighed before he licked Jake clean twice more before he was pulled off harder and Bradley finally fully relented with a pout. Jake scooted himself down farther until he was face to face with Bradley so he could kiss him, tasting himself on Bradleyâs tongue. Jake ran both hands down Bradleyâs back until he met one of your hands on Bradleyâs hip and wrapped the other around Bradleyâs dick. Bradley pulled his mouth away from Jake and buried his face as well as he could when Jake started to stroke Bradley in time with your thrusts hitting his prostate.
Bradley started to pant before he came with a shout, making his and Jakeâs stomachs a mess. You continued thrusting into Bradley until he slumped forward onto Jakeâs chest. Jake wrapped his arms around Bradley quickly and placed a kiss to his temple. You pulled out of Bradley slowly, still making the exhausted man whine as you did so but he was quickly shushed by Jake who snuggled him impossibly closer.
You got up and shimmied out of the harness before you headed into the kitchen to grab a snack and some waters then hurried back. You handed Jake a water which he took then shimmied himself and Bradley up a little so he could help Bradley take a few sips. You climbed up onto the bed and opened the banana to break it into smaller bite sized pieces which you held out in front of Bradleyâs mouth which he took slowly, each time being showered in praise by both you and Jake.
After his drink and his snack, Bradley was quick to fall asleep wrapped between both Jake and you. You ran your fingers through his hair while Jake held him firmly against his chest.
âDid you have fun, darlin?â Jake asked as he looked over at you.
You nodded, âYep! I think it was a very successful first time.â
Jake chuckled, âAgreed. Do you need anything? Are you all good?â
You nodded again, âIâm all good. This wasnât about me.â
âBut that doesnât mean you need to ignore your needs,â Jake said with a pointed look.
You shook your head, âI promise Iâm all good and I do not need anything but a nap.â
Jake sighed and reached up to brush some hair out of your face, âIâm getting you off when we wake up.â
âDeal,â you said with a giggle.
âLove you, baby,â Jake said as he blew you a kiss.
âLove you, Jakey. And Brad Brad. So much,â you said back.
Bradley mumbled something in his sleep that may have been âlove youâ but youâre not sure. You snuggled up to Bradleyâs back and kissed his shoulder before both you and Jake finally followed Bradley into dreamland.
You woke up a few hours later to both boys laying on your legs as they âquietlyâ (or so they thought) fought over who would get to wake you up with their tongue, both got annoyed at the other for being so loud but thankfully you knew exactly how to quiet them both resulting in two orgasms for you.
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You would be surprisedâŚ
Iâve been working on the third part for a while which should be out soon and you will be able to read exactly how it turns out!
Iâm Just Now Feelinâ Feisty
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x f!reader x Bradley âRoosterâ Bradshaw
Masterlist
18+ only
Warnings: Explicit. 18+ only. Female reader. MMF threesome. Daddy kink. Sir kink. Rimming. Anal fingering. Spanking. Punishment. Gagging. D/s themes. Actual Switch!Rooster. Dom!Jake. Bratty sub!reader. Color system. Fingering. Unprotected and protected sex (p in v, anal). Oral(male receiving). Throat fucking. Cum eating. Pegging mentioned. Masterbation. PWP but just barely.
AN: Am I that comfortable writing smut yet? Nope! Did I let that stop me from jumping head first into writing a threesome? Nope! Do I feel awesome about this fic? Nope but here it is.
Bradley shivers feeling the flat of Jakeâs wet tongue against his entrance, Jakeâs hands pulling his cheeks apart to get in as deep as he could. Bradley lets his eyes droop closed as his head falls forward in between his hands. His back arches out of instinct and he buries his face in the sheets.
Bradley bites his bottom lip to try to suppress his wanton moan but gasps when a firm hand comes crashing against his left ass cheek and he hears a stern, âNo.â Bradley can feel the spit running down onto his heavy balls before dripping onto the sheets below. He can feel every drop fall. He shifts his hips to encourage more but all he gets is a chuckle against his skin and a pinch to a cheek. If Bradleyâs head was clearer he would have some sort of smart response for Jake but right now he canât even put a coherent sentence together.
You moan watching the scene play out in front of you which causes a sharp glare from the beautiful green eyes from behind Bradley. You pout and cross your arms over your chest. If they didnât want that sort of a response from you then why make you watch?
âPuppy,â Jakeâs deep voice says, taking a short break from his task at hand, âCan you please do me a favor?â
âAnything, daddy,â Bradley practically sighs out against the sheets. The answer probably more instinct at this point just to say something in acknowledgement of anything Jake says just to keep Jake doing whatever Bradley wants.
âRemind princess why sheâs in trouble for me, please,â the deep voice says before returning to licking Bradley, who gasps and wiggles as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. His unfocused brown eyes meet yours and you can see how glassy they are. Itâs a wonder he could even find your eyes at all.
âUmm princess⌠You⌠uhâŚ. Shit. Daddy, just like that,â a hand comes crashing down on Bradley again and he yelps. âPrincess, you were bad.â He sighs after getting the sentence out, knowing he did what he was asked to like a good boy. If you knew whether Jake could see you or not youâd probably make a face or something.
Itâs not like you didnât know you were bad. You knew exactly what you did. Usually you donât regret being bad. Usually your punishments were fun. This? This was different. This wasnât fun at all.
You can hear a chuckle from behind Bradley, âHow was she bad, puppy? Princess needs to know exactly what she did.â
You watch as Bradley pushes his hips back towards Jake, clearly missing the stimulation from Jakeâs mouth. You can see your daddy grab the lube and the condom from beside his leg. You want to roll your eyes and call Bradley a whore but thatâll just get you into more trouble and Mr. Good Boy over there will just continue to preen under daddyâs attention. Honestly? Rude.
You hear Bradley whine as Jake slips a finger inside Bradley and you have to bite your tongue to stop the sass you so badly want to slip out. You know better. Maybe if youâre good and Bradley continues whining and wiggling you can switch places and heâll be bad for once in his life.
Another smack has Bradley talking as fast as he can, âPrincess,youwereflirtingwiththatguyandthatsnotokay.â He sighs immediately after as you watch Jakeâs hand start to move then slip another finger inside Bradley. You see Bradley immediately grip the sheets and once again drop his face against the sheets.
You smirk. You didnât need to be told what you did but watching Bradley get all worked up was amusing.
Itâs really not your fault. You were bored. And they were late.
They had told you to meet them at the Hard Deck at 6:00. So you were there at 5:55. You waited. And you waited. You can only scroll through your phone so many times. They never told you theyâd be late. No text. No call. Nothing.
It was 6:30 when a man approached you and asked if he could buy you a drink. Who were you to say no? If anything you were being fiscally responsible! Saving money! It was only one drink. And then you couldnât just ignore the poor man who bought you a drink. Just tell him to fuck off after buying you a drink? Thatâs just mean. So you flirted a bit. Nothing too crazy. A smile. A giggle. Itâs not like you were going to do anything. You would never. Plus, why would you do something like that when you knew your boyfriends could show up at any time? Which they did. Then saw you chatting with an attractive man. The minute your eyes met theirâs you knew you were in for it. Jake remained cool and composed, as always. Even came up and introduced himself to the man, thanking the man for keeping their girl company.
Bradley, however, was upset. Always ruled by his emotions. He was always just a bit anxious over you and Jake. Careful. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. Waiting for either of you to leave him like everyone else in his life. Itâs been something the three of you have been working on, making sure he knows neither of you would ever leave him and that you both love him. Bradley immediately walked over and wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you tightly against him then turned your face to kiss you deeply, possessively.
Jake chuckled as he watched you two. He dismissed the man with a wave of his hand and got you each a drink from Penny. When you pulled away from Bradley, Jake immediately handed it to you letting you know you were going to need it for the night he had planned. You tried to nuzzle into Bradleyâs neck but you were stopped with a firm, âNo,â from the mustached aviator which caused you to sigh. Sometimes if you could calm Bradley down then Jake wouldnât be as angry with you. This was not the case this time.
The three of you didnât stay too long just long enough to have a couple more drinks while Jake and Bradley played a couple games of pool and you sat and watched them. Anyone who even thought of approaching the three of you were immediately glared at by Bradley. Even Phoenix backed away.
Jake ended up driving your car home while you rode with Bradley which was less than fun. He was silent the entire ride no matter how many times you tried to start a conversation. He didnât even let you hold his hand.
Jake was already at the door when you two arrived and when you got to the door, with a kiss on the head each, you were both ordered into the bedroom. Where Jake stopped being Jake and turned into daddy and Bradley stopped being Bradley and turned into puppy or on special occasions- sir. And you? Youâre princess.
When Jake came into the bedroom he had you go sit cross legged at the headboard then wait and told Bradley to take his clothes off then get on his hands and knees in front of you. Jake then took his clothes off, grabbed the lube, and took his place behind Bradley. That all led you to now. Bradley having the time of his life and you having to watch.
You watch as Jake leans up and kneels on the bed as he guides himself into Bradley. He makes sure to make direct eye contact with you while he slides in. A challenge to see who would look away first. It wasnât you. Points for Princess. Once Jake had slid all the way in he couldnât help but close his eyes to relish in the feeling while both he and Bradley moan. Maybe less points for Princess since you still sat there in your clothes while your boyfriends have sex directly in front of you. Heathens. The both of them.
As Jake starts to thrust inside of Bradley, you decide to keep your eyes on Bradley or rather watch anywhere on him that has nothing to do with whatâs going on. Maybe that will help the ache in between your legs. Youâre already annoyed with your bodyâs reaction to the scene in front of you. With every moan that falls out of Bradleyâs mouth you can feel yourself clench out of habit. Youâre annoyingly wet and to be honest just downright uncomfortable.
Anything would have been better than this. Overstimulation. Spankings. Denial. Anything.
And still they havenât even said why they were late! They still had a hand in this whether they wanted to admit it or not.
Youâre pulled from your thoughts by a stern, âPrincess.â And you flick your eyes over to Jakeâs face. He doesnât even stop fucking Bradley to talk to you.
You make sure to smile your sweetest smile at him, âYes, daddy?â
âColor?â
You sigh, âGreen.â
âGood. Thank you. Why donât you give puppy two of your fingers to suck on?â Jake shoots you a grin after he asks and gives Bradley a particularly hard thrust causing him to cry out.
Bastard trying to show off. âAre you sure, daddy? I know how much you like hearing puppyâs noises.â
âIâm sure, princess.â
You sigh then scoot closer to Bradley, who lifts his head and immediately opens his mouth for your fingers. You hold back from rolling your eyes to stick two fingers in his mouth, hoping that maybe listening will get you something.
Jake groans watching the two of you, âLook at my babies being so sweet for me. Such a good girl for listening, princess. And,â he slaps Bradleyâs ass, âSuch a good boy for taking me so well.â
You can feel Bradleyâs groan against your fingers. You push them in farther to lightly gag Bradley and you hear Jakeâs breath hitch so you do it a few more times and you get a groan out of Jake each time. You figure Bradley must be clenching down each time. This could work in your favor.
You look up towards Jake and his eyes are already on you, watching your every move.
âPrincess?â Jake says as he runs a hand along Bradleyâs spine.
âYes, daddy?â You say sweetly and gag Bradley again.
Jakeâs eyes shut and his hips stutter but he quickly regains his self control, âCan you tell me what you did wrong tonight?â
You look down and nod, âYes, daddy.â
âWhat did you do?â
You worry your bottom lip before saying âI let a man buy me a drink and then I flirted with him a little bit but thatâs all it was! Promise!â
Jake nods and slows down only grinding against Bradley who whines, âI know, princess. You would never do anything more than that. You love us too much. Plus, puppy would probably tear the person to pieces.â
Bradley nods the best he can and Jake laughs and smacks Bradleyâs ass again and goes back to thrusting, âSee? Iâm right.â
You roll your eyes, âYouâre always right.â You start to thrust your fingers in Bradleyâs mouth in time with Jake. Bradleyâs moans are getting louder and louder. You all know heâs close to losing it.
Jake winks at you and leans his body overtop of Bradleyâs, placing one arm to hold himself up near Bradleyâs back and slides the other down Bradleyâs hip and around to his front to grab his dice, âAww puppy you gettinâ close, darlinâ? You wanna cum?â
Bradley nods and you pull your fingers from his mouth. Bradley immediately starts to whine and Jake chuckles.
âPrincess, youâve been so good for daddy. Why donât you climb off the bed and take your clothes off?â
You didnât need to be told twice. You immediately scramble off the bed and make quick work of taking all your clothes off. While you do that you glance over at your boyfriends and see them talking quietly together while Jake continues to fuck Bradley. God, theyâre beautiful together. You watch as Jakeâs entire body goes rigid and his eyes roll back in his head.
Jakeâs catching his breath as you climb back on the bed and lay on your side watching them, he smiles at you, âGood girl, princess.â
Jake kisses Bradleyâs back and whispers to him before pulling out. You can hear the hitch in Bradleyâs breathing. Jake stands up and heads to the bathroom before coming back out with a washcloth and cleans Bradley up, then heads back into the bathroom when heâs done.
Bradley stands up and stretches a little before grabbing Jake, who was coming back into the room after cleaning himself up, and kissing him hard. They lean their foreheads against each other as Jake tells Bradley something which he nods at. They separate and Bradley walks out of the room while Jake lays down on his side next to you and kisses you gently a few times. He pulls away grinning when he hears Bradley return. Bradley tosses him a couple water bottles before finishing the one he was drinking from then puts it in the trash can.
Jake kisses you once more before sitting up with a grin, âGood luck, Princess.â
You look at Jake confused before you look over at Bradley who is staring intensely at you. Itâs then you realize that Bradleyâs still hard. You gulp.
âPuppy?â You say timidly.
âTry again,â Bradley says taking a few steps towards the bed.
âSirâŚ.â You say softly, watching him.
Bradley nods and climbs onto the bed to push you down so your back is against the mattress then moves over top of you keeping his chest off of you so just your legs are intertwined, âGood job, princess.â
âThank you,â you say quietly which makes Bradley grin.
âWhat you donât want to talk now? You wouldnât shut up in the car,â Bradley says leaning down to kiss you softly, so soft you barely feel it.
You whine.
âColor, princess?â Bradley asks softly in your ear.
âGreen,â you say closing your eyes as you feel him nuzzle into your neck. He starts to place soft kisses down it until he reaches your collarbone and bites down on it.
âOw!â You gasp out as he releases you then chuckles.
âGotta cover you in my marks, baby,â Bradley says then laves over the bite with his tongue and kisses back up your neck to suck a mark into the side of it.
You roll your eyes, âPossessive.â
Jake laughs from beside you, âWho him? Possessive? The man who covered me in hickies, bruises and bite marks before sending me off on my last deployment? Couldnât be him.â
Bradley, not stopping his task at hand, reaches an arm out and lightly smacks Jakeâs chest while Jake just laughs at him. You hear a muttered, âAssholeâ against your skin and you bite your lip to keep in a giggle.
âHeâs a puppy. Has to mark his territory,â Jake says with a grin and ruffles Bradleyâs hair.
Bradley leans over and bites Jakeâs arm and Jake immediately grabs and tightens his hand in Bradleyâs hair and turns Bradleyâs head to look him in the eye, âDonât be a brat, puppy. I can easily turn this around and I donât think it would be hard to convince princess to help me. Play nice.â
Bradley whimpers, âYes daddy.â
Jake smiles and letâs go of his hair, âGood boy.â
Bradley leans over and purses his lips and Jake rolls his eyes before leaning down to kiss Bradley before Bradley returns his focus to you.
You smile as his eyes meet yours, âYou can cover me as much as you need.â
Bradley sighs a little and nods and leans down to bite and suck at your collarbone.
âMine,â you hear him mutter against your skin and you nod.
âYours. All yours. Yours and daddyâs,â you say and run a hand through Bradleyâs hair scratching along his scalp causing him to groan. Just like any other puppy, Bradley loved to be petted.
Bradley gives you a particularly sharp bite while his hands find your hips and his fingers dig into you.
He lifts his head to look at you, âYou didnât act like ours earlier. You know better.â
You whimper and nod, âIâm sorry. You were late though.â
Jake uses a hand on your chin to turn you to look up at him, âWhile we are sorry we were late and that we didnât tell you, it doesnât excuse your behavior. You do not talk to strange men. You do not accept drinks from them. We pay for your drinks. You are ours to take care of.â
You nod, âI know. Iâm sorry.â
Jake grins, âItâs okay, baby. Youâll make it up to us. We have all night.â
You whine as you feel one of Bradleyâs fingers circle your clit. You bite down on your bottom lip before you feel a hand on your cheek and the thumb gently pulls it out of your mouth, âNo baby, sir needs to hear every noise you make. Okay? Be a good girl for him?â You nod and look up at Jake and then Bradley.
Bradley leans down and kisses you hard. Your teeth knock together but you donât even notice as you feel him shift his hand lower to thrust two fingers inside of you. The moan you let out is muted against his lips and your eyes fall shut. It only takes Bradley a few tries before heâs brushing against the spot that makes your body rigid and he grinning against your lips as soon as he finds it. He chuckles at your gasp and leans up away from your mouth and you try to chase him but you feel a hand on your chest and you turn your eyes to Jake.
You watch Jake shift down on the bed, laying down on his side next to the two of you. Jake leans over and takes one of your nipples in his mouth and uses a thumb to rub the other one.
While youâre distracted, Bradley takes the opportunity to line up and thrust in causing him to moan and you to cry out. He moves his hand back to your clit and continues his previous circling while you get used to having him inside you.
When you give him a little nod and open your eyes again, Bradley starts to thrust into you at a slow pace moving so both hands are gripping your hips. He moans closing his eyes at the warm, tight, and wet sensation that surrounds him. His hips start to gain speed.
Jake groans watching Bradley glide in and out of you, Jakeâs own dick once again stirring to life. He bites down on the nipple in his mouth before letting go and wrapping a hand around his length.
You huff watching Jake wrap his own hand around himself and you making a grabby motion towards him which causes him to chuckle, âYou want something, princess?â
You nod and whine at him continuing to make grabby motions.
âUse your words.â
âWant it. Want your cock. Please, daddy,â you whine out while Bradley starts to thrust deeper and harder into you.
Jake sits up again and kneels next to your body bringing himself close enough for you to touch, âIs this how you want it?â You immediately wrap a hand around it and stroke it a few times before gently tugging at it and huff out a, âNo.â
Jake shifts up towards the head of the bed and you awkwardly keep your hand on him, âHow do you want it then?â
You pout, âIn my mouth. Want it in my mouth.â
âGood girl, princess,â Jake says as he shuffles his body closer to you so you can at least take the head in at an awkward angle. You put your hand around the length of it that isnât in your mouth and whine at him, pleading with your eyes.
âSo needy,â Jake says as he looks towards Bradley and winks.
Bradley chuckles and pulls out then uses your ankles to pull you down the bed and turns you so your head is hanging off the end of the bed, making you yelp in surprise, then slips back inside you. Jake takes his place standing closely to the edge of the bed then guides his cock into your mouth with a groan as he feels your tongue slide along his length, âGonna fuck your throat, princess.â Jake smiles feeling one tap against his leg, the system the three of you have in place if one of you canât talk that follows your normal color system. One tap for green. Two for yellow. And three for red.
Jake watches you take him in your mouth then gives a few half thrusts into your mouth while you let your throat relax. He chuckles when he feels a large hand grope at his chest and shifts his eyes over to Bradley who grins at him and flicks his nipple causing him to groan. Jake puts a hand at the back of Bradleyâs head and pulls Bradley towards him, crashing their lips together.
A muffled moan leaves your lips as you watch them kiss. You move one hand to cover Bradleyâs on your hip and the other to grab the back of Jakeâs thigh. They pull apart and both look down at you with their foreheads against each other, not that you can see with your head hanging off the bed.
âYes, we love you too, princess,â Bradley says and squeezes your hip.
âSo much,â Jake says above you.
You trail your hand down the back of Jakeâs thigh then back up when you get to the inside of it. You can feel his whole body shiver. You continue to trail your hand until you get to his balls and trail your fingers lightly over them. Jake switches from his half thrusts to full and you squeeze at his balls while simultaneously clenching around Bradley and you hear both of them groan out a curse.
Bradleyâs hips slow down and you can hear him take a deep breath. He changes angles and suddenly his dick is hitting the perfect spot inside you. You wrap your legs around his waist to try and keep him exactly where you need him and he continues hitting it while he rubs your clit. Jake pulls out of your mouth quickly and you watch him fist his cock until heâs painting your chest with him cum. Bradley groans seeing your tits covered in Jakeâs cum and heâs doubling his efforts on your clit, pleading with you, âPlease cum, princess. Please. Please. Please. I need it. Be a good girl.â He then leans down and licks a stripe of Jakeâs cum off of you and Jake moans watching.
You nod along with Bradleyâs words and feel your body go stiff while your back arches off the bed then you cum, squeezing around Bradleyâs dick which triggers his orgasm and he thrusts his dick deep, spilling inside of you. He gives a couple more half hearted thrusts before just staying inside as he tries to catch his breath. Once he does, he pulls out and Jake is right there to help you up more on the bed, âDonât sit up yet, baby. Youâll get dizzy. Just lay down and weâll take care of you.â You nod then they kiss you in turn before Jake is heading to the bathroom to get a cloth to wipe you up and Bradley is grabbing one of the water bottles he threw at Jake earlier, then props you up a little against his chest to give you some small sips of water. You smile and give Bradley a small, âThank you,â as thatâs all you can manage at the moment, after having Jake fuck your throat. Bradley kisses your head and buries his face in your hair as he wraps his arms around you after putting the cap back on the water bottle.
You hear the sink turn on then off a few minutes later in the bathroom and then Jake is heading towards the two of you, âHad to wait for it to warm up. I donât want you to freeze your tits off while Iâm cleaning you up. Theyâre my favorite.â You giggle softly.
âLike Iâd ever let you do that. Plus, she has her own personal heater,â Bradley says into your hair, still buried there.
Jake rolls his eyes, âYouâre annoying, Bradshaw.â Fondness seeping into every word. He gently cleans you up before throwing the washcloth into the laundry bin and climbs back in bed with the two of you. He lays on his side facing you both. He pulls at Bradleyâs arm before you hear a huff behind you and Bradley is shimmying the two of you down some then rolls you both onto your sides facing Jake still with his arms wrapped around you. Jake grins and throws an arm over your hip, âHi baby.â
You go to answer but Bradley beats you to it, âHey butthead.â
You shake your head while Jake sticks his tongue out at Bradley, who reaches over and flicks his shoulder.
âHey now, be nice, boys,â you say.
âHe started it.â
âNo I didnât!â
âYes you did!â
You awkwardly get a hand over each of their mouths and say, âShhhhhhh.â Jake licks your hand while Bradley nips at it and you pull them both away, âEw,â You say as you wipe your hand on Jakeâs arm.
âBet I can lick you somewhere that you wouldnât ever say ew about,â Jake says cheekily as you snuggle into his chest.
âIâm sure I could do it better,â Bradley says against your hair.
âWe could both do it better than that fuck you were talking to earlier,â Jake says with a laugh.
âI said I was sorry!â You huff.
âDoesnât mean we wonât tease you about it endlessly,â Bradley says pulling you against him tighter.
âYeah, yeah. Why were you late anyways?â You ask.
âBradley wanted his dick sucked,â Jake says nonchalantly. âWe lost track of time.â
âBradley!â
âIâm sorry! Iâll make it up to you!â
You turn over and glare at him, âOh you better! I got in trouble because you wanted a blow job!â
Bradley shrugs, âI personally had a great time.â
âIâm not talking to you anymore,â you say and turn back over to Jake.
Bradley clings to you, âNoooooo! I love you!â
You ignore him, âHi Jakey. How are you?â
Jake laughs, âI had a great time, too.â
âIâm now not speaking to either of you.â
Bradley nuzzles into your neck, âTomorrow Iâll spend two hours between your legs.â
âThatâs a start.â
âIâll take you out for breakfast, lunch, and dinner,â Jake offers.
âGetting better.â
âFull body massage?â Bradley throws out.
âBetter.â
Jake kisses your forehead, âWeâll get you a strap and you can fuck Bradley.â
âReally?!â You say excitedly.
âIâm down,â Bradley says.
âAnd Iâll set you off like I did him,â Jake says and kisses your forehead and you grin.
âIâm so excited,â you say with a wiggle.
âBetter get your rest then,â Jake says.
Bradley leans close to your ear, âWeâll work up to you fucking Jake, too.â
âWhat was that?â
âNothing!â You and Bradley say at the same time and giggle.
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Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x f!reader
Jakeâs felt numb for a while. Outside he hasnât let anything show, he keeps his typical facade but inside he feels nothing. Nothing at all. Even the thrill of flying is waning and thatâs what he left everything for. Soon heâll have nothing. Heâll be an empty shell of a man.
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"Wan dat, dada!"
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x wife reader
Summary: Jake sent his wife and his son out on a mommy/son weekend but didn't realize just how stubborn his wife's carbon copy is. Can anyone speak toddler? Hangman definitely can't.
Warnings- swearing.
Part of the Spitfire Universe not necessary to have ready anything else but helpful!
âWan dat!â
Jake sighs as he places his forehead on top of his hands on the shopping cart handle to take a deep breath before looking back up at his tiny monster, âI know, baby girl, believe me I know you âwan datâ but I donât know what âdatâ is!âÂ
âDat!â his beautiful daughter says while vaguely pointing with her chubby little pointer finger that had just been in her mouth.
Jake shudders thinking of all the germs sheâs now infested with. Whatâs with the fingers in the mouth? Why are they always there?
Focus Jake. Bigger fish to fry. He needed to figure out what his daughter wanted but the problem was heâs held every single thing up that he could guess that she was pointing at. Theyâve been at this for at least ten minutes and they were both ready to lose their minds because of the other. He could seethe look on his daughterâs face getting more and more exasperated at her father. A face that matches her motherâs.
He doesnât remember Eli being this stubborn. Eli could be distracted. When he was a toddler Eli was fine with not getting the exact thing he wanted. He had been happy just to be out and about with his daddy. Eli was still always happy when they went places together. He was never fussy.
His daughter though? She was a force to be reckoned with. At 19 months old she had everyone she knew wrapped around her chubby little finger. She was spoiled rotten and Jake wouldnât have it any other way. Well⌠except right now. Right this very second heâs so close to losing his shit.Â
Heâs a goddamn fighter pilot. Heâs put in high stress situations all the time and heâs about to lose his shit due to a baby. A baby!Â
He canât call his wife. He refuses to. He told her that he could handle everything while he shooed her and his son out the door for their mama and son weekend getaway, and he will handle everything. Probably. Hopefully. Fingers crossed.
âDada! Dat!â Ella says while patting her fatherâs cheek with the hand thatâs still covered in slobber.
Jake groans then pretends to snap his teeth at his daughterâs hand causing her to squeal with laughter. At least he can lighten the mood while heâs about to lose his own shit. Heâs not sure which thing will be the last straw. His daughter yelling at him or being covered in her spit.
âWhat about ice cream, pretty girl? Hmm? Does ice cream sound good?â He offers.Â
She nods, âMmmm and dat!âÂ
Didnât take the bait. Now he owes her two things and heaven help him if he forgets the ice cream.
âOkay, okay,â He says with a sigh. âI hear you. I promise. You want that.â He stands up and bends down slightly so heâs next to his daughter. âOkay baby girl show me.âÂ
She wiggles in her seat then points, âDat dat dat!âÂ
He tries to follow her finger and her gaze, âThe goldfish?âÂ
âNo!â She says, shaking her head with a huff. âDada wan dat.â She then proceeds to start babbling, none of which is anything remotely close to a word that Jake can understand. Is she speaking a different language? That would be just like his wife to teach their daughter a different language just to fuck with him.
He canât wait until she can speak. English. He needs her to speak English. He never thought heâd say that. Usually he wants his little baby girl to stay as little as possible. Now? Now he needs her to grow up just a little bit so he can understand her and then back to the staying little as long as possible thing. His son grew up way too fast. Heâs too big. Jakeâs spent hours watching his son sleep in his big boy bed with tears in his eyes, very manly tears, because of how fast his little boy is growing up. If he could squish his son a little bit so he was smaller again, he would. Maybe he could do the same for his daughter. It was way easier when all she did was cry, which is also something he never thought he would admit. Somehow the screaming and crying that Ella used to do was easier than trying to decipher this gibberish. Infants only really want like six things. He can handle six things.
âHow about this princess,â Jake says as he picks Ella up from the cart seat and walks over to the row of shelves. âWhat do you want? Whatâs âdatâ?âÂ
Ella giggles and pats at some bags of snacks then wiggles in Jakeâs arms.Â
Jake grabs one of the bags, âThis is what you want?âÂ
She shakes her head, âNo.â
Jake sighs, âCâmon princess. Help me, help you.âÂ
Ella babbles as she starts looking around then starts to wiggle even harder making it hard for Jake to keep a hold of her.
He hears a gasp behind him and turns while his daughter starts to shout, "Nanana! Nana!"
"My pretty girl, what are you doing here?!" Penny says as she walks up pushing a shopping cart half full of items.
Ella continues to wiggle in Jake's arms before he finally sets her down and she toddles her way to her grandma with her arms raised while squealing in excitement.
Penny leans down to pick Ella up and hugs her close, "Are you being such a big helper? Helping daddy do the shopping since mommy is out of town? Yeah I know you are. Such a biggie girl being a helper."
Jake chuckles, "Yeah. Uh huh. Definitely a big helper and definitely not driving her poor father insane asking for 'dat' when he clearly has no idea what âdatâ means no matter how many times she repeats it.â
Penny laughs as she rocks Ella lightly back and forth in her arms, "The great Hangman doesn't understand his daughter? I'm shocked we've finally found something you can't do."
"Well hold on now, I didn't say I can't do it, I just said it's hard and I'm past frustrated at this point. We've been in this aisle for like 20 minutes by now and I am no closer to figuring out what she wants and unlike Eli she has some crazy laser focus that makes it impossible to distract her because whatever âdatâ is seems to be the most important thing in the world and she wonât take anything else even though I offered ice cream and instead sheâs just getting frustrated and somehow I got covered in toddler slobber," Jake whines.
Penny raises her eyebrow, "You done?"
Jake huffs, "For now.â
Penny laughs as she bounces the toddler in her arms, "You know who she gets that laser focus from, don't you?"
Jake shrugs, "Her mother?"
Penny shakes her head while she walks over to the long line of shelves near Jake, "Oh no, not at all. Your wife gets distracted by the littlest of things. Your son takes after her. Your daughter however is all you. The attitude she has might be her mother but that focus is all from her daddy.â
Jake smiles a bit. He hadn't thought of that. He always just assumes his daughter got everything from her mother. Sheâs certainly beautiful like her mother and smart like her too. It would have never occurred to him that Ella got this from him.
âThat stubbornness came from him too,â Penny adds with a snicker then in a sing song voice, âUh huh. Youâre a stubborn little thing just like your daddy here, arenât you? Yes you are. Oh yes you are.â She tickles Ellaâs belly who squeals with laughter again.
Jake grumbles under his breath about not being stubborn before Penny shoots him a look which promptly stops Jake.
âOkay Ella Bella, what is it you want?â Penny asks as she turns Ella towards the shelves.
Ella points her chubby little finger out again, âDat! Wan dat, Nana!â
âThe Teddy Grahams like you had at Nanaâs house the other day?â Penny asks walking the two of them closer to the boxes of snacks all lined up neatly in a row.
âYesh! Dat!â Ella says smacking the box filled with chocolate bear crackers before Penny grabbed a box and walked over to Jakeâs cart and threw the box in.
âProblem solved. Hereâs your baby,â Penny says with a kiss to Ellaâs cheek before she handing Ella back to Jake as he just stares at Penny in shock.
â20 minutes. I stood here for forever and couldnât figure it out and it took you less than one minute? What the hell?â Jake says as he turned to place his daughter back in the cart seat.
Penny scowls at him, âLanguage, Seresin. Better hope I donât tell Mav or your wife.â
âIâm sorry, mâam. My bad,â He says while trying his best to look apologetic but at the same time âWhat the actual hell?!?â It wasnât fair. Is he just bad at understanding his daughter? He didnât think he was. Does this make him a bad dad?
Penny lightly taps his arm with the back of her hand, âYou tried your best. You didnât know she has a new favorite snack that she tried at Nanaâs house this week.â
Jake nods while listening to Penny. He did try.
Penny walks back to her cart after grabbing another box of the crackers and throwing it in her own cart, âDonât forget about that ice cream you mentioned. Donât want to set your daughter off again.â
Ella smacks her hands on her fatherâs who had put his hands back on the cart handle to start pushing again, âDada mmmmm. Dada!â
Jake laughs, âI hear you, princess. Letâs go get you some âmmmâ at least that one I understand. Say âbyeâ to Nana.â
âBye bye, Nana!â Ella says before attempting to blow Penny a kiss.
Penny laughs, âBye bye, sweet girl. Go pick out some yummy ice cream with daddy.â She starts to push her cart before stopping and turning towards Jake, âIf you need any more help donât hesitate to ask, Jake. Donât stand in an aisle for 20 minutes getting upset at your toddler. Weâre all here to help you be the best dad that you can be. Never forget that, okay?â
Jake sighs, âThank you. Really. I appreciate it.â
Penny nods at him before continuing towards the end of the aisle to finish her shopping.
âLetâs go get you your ice cream,â Jake says as he grins at his daughter who looks up at him with a matching grin. Huh, maybe she has more of him in her than he thinks. Who would have thought?
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"Wan dat, dada!"
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x wife reader
Summary: Jake sent his wife and his son out on a mommy/son weekend but didn't realize just how stubborn his wife's carbon copy is. Can anyone speak toddler? Hangman definitely can't.
Warnings- swearing.
Part of the Spitfire Universe not necessary to have ready anything else but helpful!
âWan dat!â
Jake sighs as he places his forehead on top of his hands on the shopping cart handle to take a deep breath before looking back up at his tiny monster, âI know, baby girl, believe me I know you âwan datâ but I donât know what âdatâ is!âÂ
âDat!â his beautiful daughter says while vaguely pointing with her chubby little pointer finger that had just been in her mouth.
Jake shudders thinking of all the germs sheâs now infested with. Whatâs with the fingers in the mouth? Why are they always there?
Focus Jake. Bigger fish to fry. He needed to figure out what his daughter wanted but the problem was heâs held every single thing up that he could guess that she was pointing at. Theyâve been at this for at least ten minutes and they were both ready to lose their minds because of the other. He could seethe look on his daughterâs face getting more and more exasperated at her father. A face that matches her motherâs.
He doesnât remember Eli being this stubborn. Eli could be distracted. When he was a toddler Eli was fine with not getting the exact thing he wanted. He had been happy just to be out and about with his daddy. Eli was still always happy when they went places together. He was never fussy.
His daughter though? She was a force to be reckoned with. At 19 months old she had everyone she knew wrapped around her chubby little finger. She was spoiled rotten and Jake wouldnât have it any other way. Well⌠except right now. Right this very second heâs so close to losing his shit.Â
Heâs a goddamn fighter pilot. Heâs put in high stress situations all the time and heâs about to lose his shit due to a baby. A baby!Â
He canât call his wife. He refuses to. He told her that he could handle everything while he shooed her and his son out the door for their mama and son weekend getaway, and he will handle everything. Probably. Hopefully. Fingers crossed.
âDada! Dat!â Ella says while patting her fatherâs cheek with the hand thatâs still covered in slobber.
Jake groans then pretends to snap his teeth at his daughterâs hand causing her to squeal with laughter. At least he can lighten the mood while heâs about to lose his own shit. Heâs not sure which thing will be the last straw. His daughter yelling at him or being covered in her spit.
âWhat about ice cream, pretty girl? Hmm? Does ice cream sound good?â He offers.Â
She nods, âMmmm and dat!âÂ
Didnât take the bait. Now he owes her two things and heaven help him if he forgets the ice cream.
âOkay, okay,â He says with a sigh. âI hear you. I promise. You want that.â He stands up and bends down slightly so heâs next to his daughter. âOkay baby girl show me.âÂ
She wiggles in her seat then points, âDat dat dat!âÂ
He tries to follow her finger and her gaze, âThe goldfish?âÂ
âNo!â She says, shaking her head with a huff. âDada wan dat.â She then proceeds to start babbling, none of which is anything remotely close to a word that Jake can understand. Is she speaking a different language? That would be just like his wife to teach their daughter a different language just to fuck with him.
He canât wait until she can speak. English. He needs her to speak English. He never thought heâd say that. Usually he wants his little baby girl to stay as little as possible. Now? Now he needs her to grow up just a little bit so he can understand her and then back to the staying little as long as possible thing. His son grew up way too fast. Heâs too big. Jakeâs spent hours watching his son sleep in his big boy bed with tears in his eyes, very manly tears, because of how fast his little boy is growing up. If he could squish his son a little bit so he was smaller again, he would. Maybe he could do the same for his daughter. It was way easier when all she did was cry, which is also something he never thought he would admit. Somehow the screaming and crying that Ella used to do was easier than trying to decipher this gibberish. Infants only really want like six things. He can handle six things.
âHow about this princess,â Jake says as he picks Ella up from the cart seat and walks over to the row of shelves. âWhat do you want? Whatâs âdatâ?âÂ
Ella giggles and pats at some bags of snacks then wiggles in Jakeâs arms.Â
Jake grabs one of the bags, âThis is what you want?âÂ
She shakes her head, âNo.â
Jake sighs, âCâmon princess. Help me, help you.âÂ
Ella babbles as she starts looking around then starts to wiggle even harder making it hard for Jake to keep a hold of her.
He hears a gasp behind him and turns while his daughter starts to shout, "Nanana! Nana!"
"My pretty girl, what are you doing here?!" Penny says as she walks up pushing a shopping cart half full of items.
Ella continues to wiggle in Jake's arms before he finally sets her down and she toddles her way to her grandma with her arms raised while squealing in excitement.
Penny leans down to pick Ella up and hugs her close, "Are you being such a big helper? Helping daddy do the shopping since mommy is out of town? Yeah I know you are. Such a biggie girl being a helper."
Jake chuckles, "Yeah. Uh huh. Definitely a big helper and definitely not driving her poor father insane asking for 'dat' when he clearly has no idea what âdatâ means no matter how many times she repeats it.â
Penny laughs as she rocks Ella lightly back and forth in her arms, "The great Hangman doesn't understand his daughter? I'm shocked we've finally found something you can't do."
"Well hold on now, I didn't say I can't do it, I just said it's hard and I'm past frustrated at this point. We've been in this aisle for like 20 minutes by now and I am no closer to figuring out what she wants and unlike Eli she has some crazy laser focus that makes it impossible to distract her because whatever âdatâ is seems to be the most important thing in the world and she wonât take anything else even though I offered ice cream and instead sheâs just getting frustrated and somehow I got covered in toddler slobber," Jake whines.
Penny raises her eyebrow, "You done?"
Jake huffs, "For now.â
Penny laughs as she bounces the toddler in her arms, "You know who she gets that laser focus from, don't you?"
Jake shrugs, "Her mother?"
Penny shakes her head while she walks over to the long line of shelves near Jake, "Oh no, not at all. Your wife gets distracted by the littlest of things. Your son takes after her. Your daughter however is all you. The attitude she has might be her mother but that focus is all from her daddy.â
Jake smiles a bit. He hadn't thought of that. He always just assumes his daughter got everything from her mother. Sheâs certainly beautiful like her mother and smart like her too. It would have never occurred to him that Ella got this from him.
âThat stubbornness came from him too,â Penny adds with a snicker then in a sing song voice, âUh huh. Youâre a stubborn little thing just like your daddy here, arenât you? Yes you are. Oh yes you are.â She tickles Ellaâs belly who squeals with laughter again.
Jake grumbles under his breath about not being stubborn before Penny shoots him a look which promptly stops Jake.
âOkay Ella Bella, what is it you want?â Penny asks as she turns Ella towards the shelves.
Ella points her chubby little finger out again, âDat! Wan dat, Nana!â
âThe Teddy Grahams like you had at Nanaâs house the other day?â Penny asks walking the two of them closer to the boxes of snacks all lined up neatly in a row.
âYesh! Dat!â Ella says smacking the box filled with chocolate bear crackers before Penny grabbed a box and walked over to Jakeâs cart and threw the box in.
âProblem solved. Hereâs your baby,â Penny says with a kiss to Ellaâs cheek before she handing Ella back to Jake as he just stares at Penny in shock.
â20 minutes. I stood here for forever and couldnât figure it out and it took you less than one minute? What the hell?â Jake says as he turned to place his daughter back in the cart seat.
Penny scowls at him, âLanguage, Seresin. Better hope I donât tell Mav or your wife.â
âIâm sorry, mâam. My bad,â He says while trying his best to look apologetic but at the same time âWhat the actual hell?!?â It wasnât fair. Is he just bad at understanding his daughter? He didnât think he was. Does this make him a bad dad?
Penny lightly taps his arm with the back of her hand, âYou tried your best. You didnât know she has a new favorite snack that she tried at Nanaâs house this week.â
Jake nods while listening to Penny. He did try.
Penny walks back to her cart after grabbing another box of the crackers and throwing it in her own cart, âDonât forget about that ice cream you mentioned. Donât want to set your daughter off again.â
Ella smacks her hands on her fatherâs who had put his hands back on the cart handle to start pushing again, âDada mmmmm. Dada!â
Jake laughs, âI hear you, princess. Letâs go get you some âmmmâ at least that one I understand. Say âbyeâ to Nana.â
âBye bye, Nana!â Ella says before attempting to blow Penny a kiss.
Penny laughs, âBye bye, sweet girl. Go pick out some yummy ice cream with daddy.â She starts to push her cart before stopping and turning towards Jake, âIf you need any more help donât hesitate to ask, Jake. Donât stand in an aisle for 20 minutes getting upset at your toddler. Weâre all here to help you be the best dad that you can be. Never forget that, okay?â
Jake sighs, âThank you. Really. I appreciate it.â
Penny nods at him before continuing towards the end of the aisle to finish her shopping.
âLetâs go get you your ice cream,â Jake says as he grins at his daughter who looks up at him with a matching grin. Huh, maybe she has more of him in her than he thinks. Who would have thought?
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Run Rabbit Run
Soft!Dark Steve Rogers x F!reader
Summary: Part of being an avenger is protecting those who need it. Whether they want protected or not.
Genres, old and new warm up for @the-slumberparty
I got Horror as my genre. Is is true horror? No, not really but I used it as an inspiration and thatâs what counts. So gold star for effort. Also first time writing for Steve and Marvel in general so letâs see how that goes.
Warnings: Stalking, kidnapping, swearing, not following canon, violence mentioned without detail, gun/gunshot mentions, Soft!Dark Steve Rogers, Dark!Bucky Barnes, Dark!Natasha Romanov
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You know heâs outside again. You can see his shadow on the street from where youâre sitting on your couch. You keep glancing towards the shadow. Itâs weird itâs taken him this long. You figured he had been out of town last week but youâd sworn youâd heard him on the fire escape two nights ago. Itâs not like him to not be out there sooner. For a stalker heâs pretty routine. Your phone buzzes and you jump, before even looking at it you know itâs him. Itâs always him.
You roll your eyes. Fat chance of that ever happening.
You throw your phone across the room and curl into a ball on your couch. You should have listened to your mother and not moved to the city. This was a mistake.
You must have fallen asleep at some point last night since youâre awoken to someone knocking on your door. You rub your eyes and yawn before answering the door.
âYou look like shit,â your best friend says as she walks inside your apartment.
âGood morning to you too, I guess,â you mutter and shut the door.
She plops down on your couch and starts playing on her phone, âDid you hear about what the Avengers did last night?â
You shake your head and sit on the other side of the couch, âI literally just woke up. I didnât even know the Avengers were in town.â Liar.
âWell theyâre back in town. There was some whole alien thing I guess last night so they flew in,â she said with a shrug.
What a weird world you lived in when a âwhole alien thingâ is barely anything to bat an eye at. It seems more common than not lately. For so long the government covered up aliens and now it seems like Earth is a free for all. Thankfully you had Earthâs mightiest heroes to protect you. Even if HE was a part of it.
You knew who he was. Everyone knew who he was. Nobody knew him like you did. You wish with everything in you that you didnât know him like this. You didnât want to know him at all.
For a year now heâs been following you. âProtecting youâ he tells you sometimes and every time you correct him telling him itâs stalking. Thereâs not much you can do to stop it. Before you knew who was following you, you tried twice to file police reports. Any time you called to check up on them you were told they didnât have any record of any report youâd made. That was your first clue that your stalker wasnât just some guy off the street. He had resources. He had skills.
The second clue and biggest clue was seeing him across the street in full uniform one day. Shield and all. You hadnât seen him in about a month. Before that it was always casual clothes and a ball cap pulled down over his eyes.
Finding out exactly who he was just upset your further. Thereâs no one you can turn to. You canât just file a police report against Captain America. Theyâd laugh in your face. He knows that too. He knows you canât do anything about this. It kills you inside to just let it happen but what else can you do? Go to the other Avengers? Either they would laugh at you just like the police would or theyâd be too loyal to him to even entertain the idea that Steve Rogers was stalking you. Youâre not sure which theyâd find less believable: Steve being a stalker or Steve picking you to stalk. Itâs not like youâre some super model or actress. Youâre just you.
âHey, you okay?â Your best friend asks nudging you with her foot.
âHuh? Oh, yeah Iâm fine. Iâm just tired. Didnât sleep well last night,â you say and give her a weak smile.
âWhy donât you take a nap for a while and then tonight letâs go do something fun?â She offers.
âI donât knowâŚâŚâ
âI do. Go back to bed. Iâll come pick you up at 10,â she says with a grin and hops to her feet. âSee you later! Dress pretty!â She kisses your forehead and sees herself out, making sure to lock the door behind her.
Maybe you can convince her youâre sick later and canât go out. You get up off the couch and grab your phone from where you threw it last night. Thankfully nothing from Steve. You head into your room and shut your blackout curtains before laying down in bed You set an alarm then plug the phone in to charge and roll over.
You can just feel your brain getting a bit fuzzy before you feel your phone vibrate and chirp at you and you roll back over to check it.
You huff.
You drop your phone back down on your bed and close your eyes once again. The cameras have been in your apartment for about 5 months. Well 5 months that youâre aware of. He was going on so many missions that he was getting worried about you. He wasnât there to protect you and make sure you were okay. The only way he could do that was with the cameras. Heâs promised you there arenât any in your bathroom when you asked. He explained how he really didnât want to put one in your bedroom for you to have some sense of privacy but he knew he would feel better if he could just check on you when you were sleeping so he ended up putting one in there too. Youâve looked everywhere for the cameras. You have no idea where they are. Itâs not like he doesnât have access to the latest and greatest technology so youâre sure youâll never actually find them. Sometimes, if youâre being honest with yourself, you donât exactly mind the cameras. You know someone is checking on you. Checking on your well-being. Kinda like a security system without actually having a security system. Plus if anyone is going to take your safety seriously itâs the crazed man who wonât leave you alone.
You nap for about three hours before youâre awoken to your door slamming. You sit straight up and grab your phone. You hear two voices, neither of which you can place. You take slow deep breaths so the people donât hear you.
âIs the girl even here?â
âYes, she hasnât been seen leaving the apartment and he was watching outside last night so sheâs gotta still be here.â
Theyâre looking for you. Because of him.
Steve has always viewed himself as a romantic at heart but heâs never quite understood woman enough to make a connection with one especially not in this new time he woke up in. Heâs tried going on dates but they always seemed to end in disaster or worse the woman only wanted to go out with him because he was Captain America and not Steve Rogers. This time period has taken a lot of time to get used to but it brought him the most important thing, you. Heâs always believed in love at first sight and seeing you a year ago confirmed it. You were the love of his life. He knew it. At first he was watching you as a way to get some intel on you so he could ask you out but you slipped away before he had a chance to approach you. The next time he saw you by happenstance he was ready. He borrowed a tracker and slipped it in your bag so he wouldnât lose you again. He liked being able to track you. It was comforting to know you were safe. It didnât stop at tracking though. Soon tracking wasnât enough. He needed to see you. So he went from tracking to following. And soon following to watching. Watching as much as he could. He prefers watching in person if he can but the cameras are fine if he canât. Watching you calms him. It gives him the strength he needs to continue some days. If he keeps the Earth safe then heâs keeping you safe. Everything he has to do he can finagle it into doing it for you. Heâs told you this on a couple occasions. You brush it off. Heâll get you to understand one day. You canât brush him off forever.
At first you were so scared. His perfect frightened bunny. Its changed into stubbornness. He knows itâll be worth it. For a whole year Steve knows heâs been whittling away at your resolve. Youâre not as scared as you used to be. You snark at him more often than not when you text. You even called him once to explain how much of as asshole he is. He loved all 10 minutes of your rant. He even thanked you for letting him know and told you he would work on it. He loved hearing from you. Any interaction you initiate is his new favorite. Anything to show him youâre not afraid of him and that you accept him as a part of your life. Thatâs all he wants. Once you accept him itâll only take a short amount of time before you love him like he loves you. He wonât force it though. He would never force something like this. Heâs not a monster. Heâs fine with waiting. Itâll be worth it.
Itâs worth it just to see youâve sent him a text. You donât send him many first. Only a handful of times.
Help? What did you need help with? Heâs ready for whatever you need of course, thrilled with this olive branch that youâve offered to him. He had been in a meeting when you texted him but it was only an hour ago. He checked the camera in your bedroom but youâre still asleep. What could you possibly need help with? Maybe you woke up hungry or something then fell back asleep. He heads to his office to pull up the camera feeds on his laptop to get a better view. Heâs sure his text back will wake you up and he loves watching you wake up.
Thatâs weird. He didnât hear the text tone. He didnât even see it light up in the dark of your room. He flips between the different camera feeds of the apartment and stops when he sees something off in a feed. Something that shouldnât be there. Whatâs your phone doing laying near your front door?
You always charge your phone when you sleep in bed. Always. So why is it in the living room?
âFriday!â Steve calls.
âYes, Captain?â The AI responds.
âIs there something wrong with camera 2648?â He asks.
âIt seems that camera 2648 is frozen. The last recorded time was at 12:02 PM.â
âCan you restart it?â
âYes, Captain just one moment.â
Steve watches as the camera goes offline and switches back on. Youâre not in bed. You werenât on any of the other cameras. There wasnât any noise happening from inside your apartment so youâre not in the bathroom. You wouldnât have left your phone if you were going out and you definitely wouldnât have left it there on the floor.
âFriday play back last movement alert from the doorway.â
âPlaying back the last movement alert now.â
Steve watched as a black clad figure carried your lifeless body out of your apartment and another figure closed the door after the two of you went into your apartment building hallway. Both figures had hoods up and a strip of cloth hiding the bottom parts of their face.
âFriday! Playback all video with those two in the frame with enhanced audio.â
âPlaying back all video.â
Steve listened intently to the two figures not getting much out of their conversation. They didnât stay long. They first overturned a lot of your apartment. You were going to be so mad when you see the state they left it in. Heâs going to have to help you clean up. They spoke about watching the apartment for when you left but they also spoke about waiting for him to watch you. They must have known when they went to take you he would be busy. They must also have known it was you he was watching. How though? While yes he is watching your apartment specifically itâs not like you didnât have neighbors that he could have been watching instead. He hadnât been in your apartment recently. Not for at least a month or two.
He watched as both figures went into your bedroom and then came out moments later after he heard some garbled shouting from the bedroom. The one figure was holding you and the other was leading them to the front door. Steve watched as your phone slipped out of your hand onto the carpet, unbeknownst to either figure. You tried to take it with you. You tried to help Steve get to you. He knows your aware of the tracker he put in your phone.
âGood job, bunny,â he murmurs to himself.
His girl isnât a fighter. You were never going to be able to take on both of those guys. Thatâs Steveâs job. Heâs your protector. He canât help but feel like heâs doing a shitty job right now. Couldnât stop his bunny from being taken.
Steve shakes his head. He canât do anything about that right now. Not whatâs important. Youâre already gone. He needs to get you back. He takes a deep breath to push down his rising emotions. Those wonât help anything. He needs to think.
âFriday!â He snaps after a moment.
âYes captain?â
âI need any video on those two leaving the building or when they entered. Anything you can find. Any car they may have used. Which way they were going. Anything,â he says as he stands up.
âYes sir.â
He heads towards the elevator and takes it to his apartment floor. He goes into his apartment quickly and changes into his uniform. Heâs not sure what heâs getting himself into. He knows having backup would be easier. Thereâs only one person who heâs told about his bunny.
He exits his apartment quickly and heads to the next apartment over and bangs loudly on the door which opens soon after.
âJesus Stevie, whereâs the fire?â His best friend asks.
âSheâs gone. Someone took her. I donât know what to do. I donât know where she is,â Steve blurts out. Clearly pushing down all his emotions didnât work as well as he thought.
Bucky pulls Steve into his apartment, shutting the door behind him then leads him to the couch and gently pushes him down onto it and squats in front of him. Bucky knows how to handle Steve when he gets frantic like this.
âFrom the beginning,â Bucky says gently and nods to him to continue his explanation.
Steve takes a deep breath trying to organize his thoughts. This wasnât like him. Heâs typically much more collected than this but he just canât. His bunny is somewhere. She isnât safe. He doesnât want to think of what they might be doing to her. âBunny texted me. Which is weird but not unheard of. All it said was âHelpâ. I texted her back about an hour later because I had that meeting and I was watching the video feed when I did it and it looked off and I was right. The feed was frozen and then I checked the others and found her phone laying by the door. Two people went in at 12:09 and took her. She looked passed out when they carried her out. I hope passed out. The only thing I know about them is they were hired to take her because of me. They made sure to cover their whole bodies so I couldnât tell anything from the videos except their voices. I have Friday looking for any video feed of them besides my own.â
Bucky nods, âGot it.â He gets up and heads towards his bedroom.
Steve worries his bottom lip. He needs you back.
âCaptain,â Friday says pulling him from his thoughts.
âYes, Friday?â
âI have identified their vehicle and have located it. I have sent the coordinates to your phone.â
Steve closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Finally. Some good news.
âThank you, Friday.â
âYouâre welcome, Captain.â
Steve pulls out his phone and pulls up the coordinates. It was about a half hour drive.
âBuck!â Steve calls out.
Buckyâs door opens and his head peeks out, âYeah?â
âWe got a location.â
Bucky nods and shuts his door before coming out a moment later. He didnât dress in his normal avengers uniform, instead choosing to wear his old Winter Soldier uniform.
Steve must have looked at him funny because Bucky said, âTheyâll be trying not to shit themselves as the Winter Soldier comes at them.â
Steve regards him for a moment then nods before standing up, âLetâs go.â
Steve led Bucky down to the Avengerâs garage choosing to take one of the field vans. Bucky refused to let Steve drive telling him he needed to come up with a plan on the way, which they discussed as Bucky drove.
They drove slightly past the coordinates which had taken them to what looked like an old abandoned manufacturing building. One floor. That made it easier. They didnât want to park directly in front of it in case there were people watching for them.
Steve and Bucky finish suiting up in the van and gathered all the supplies they need, including ear pieces to stay in contact with each other.
âYou know the plan?â Steve asks while grabbing his ahold.
âGet in. Find your rabbit. Kill everyone,â Bucky says before he puts his face mask on to finish off his uniform.
Steve nods and the two of them head out.
Entering the building hasnât been hard. Clearly this kidnapping wasnât well planned. They did find out there were more people than they expected. The two of them took out a three men each before they decided to split up.
Steve went from room to room looking but it was Bucky who found you. Your eyes got big when you saw him. You probably didnât know what side of this he was on. He touched his ear and said something you couldnât quite hear then he set down his gun and held his hands up as he approached you just like if he was actually approaching a scared rabbit. You were tied to a chair with a cloth tied in your mouth. Bucky took out his knife and made quick work of setting you free. Once you could use your hands you pulled the cloth from your mouth.
âThank you,â you said softly to the man. He nodded back to you. He walked back to his gun and picked it up holding it to him in position to shoot if need be then gestures towards the door with his head clearly meaning for you to follow him. You stay as close as you can to him. In the distance you can hear gunshots and you jump. He leads you to a door and you hear a muffled, âDark blue van. Next parking lot over. Lock the doors.â You nod then hear more gun shots in the distance from somewhere in the building. The man in front of you curses then says, âйоги ĐşŃОНик йогиâ and nods to you before turning and running towards the noise.
You take off in the opposite direction and run straight for the van the second you see it. You fling open the door and get inside before locking it and heading to the back and hiding out of sight. You notice the amount of weapons and gadgets on the walls of the van. Nothing jumps out at you that it belongs to the Avengers but it has to. Steve had to have been the one to find you like you knew he would. You were safe now because of him.
Later, youâre not sure how long later could have been five minutes or an hour youâre not sure, a knocking comes from outside the front door along with someone pulling at the door handle. You quickly swallow down a whimper before you hear, âBunny? Itâs Steve. Open up, doll.â
You were right. Steve came for you. Tears immediately fill your eyes as you get back into the front seat and unlock the doors before opening the side Steve is standing on and throwing yourself into his arms. He wraps his arms around you and holds you close. You feel a kiss on the top of your head as he gently sways the two of you from side to side. Once your sobs quiet down he pulls away slightly to check you over.
âAre you okay, bunny?â He asks looking at your face trying to see if you have and injuries he can see.
You nod and try and pull him back to you, only feeling safe when heâs holding you tight but he doesnât let you.
He continues looking you over then asks, âDoes anything hurt?â
You shake your head, âNo, I donât even really remember much. Just hearing people in my apartment then waking up tied to a chair. Then a man came and cut me loose and took me to the door and told me where the van was and to lock the doors.â
âAnd you listened so well, rabbit,â the man from earlier says as he walks up to the two of you.
âYes you did. Iâm so proud of you,â Steve says then kisses your forehead.
You smile looking up at Steve. Maybe you judged him too harshly before.
Bucky is the one who drives you all back to your apartment. Steve walks you up as he has a key to get in already. You walk in and look around and sigh seeing the mess. You start to clean and Steve quickly joins in. With the two of you working together it doesnât take long for everything to be picked up.
âGuess you should be getting ready soon to go out. Iâll just head out then,â Steve says walking towards the door.
âNo!â you yell then clear your throat and in a quieter voice say, âNo. Umm. Please donât leave me. I donât want to be alone. Please. I need you.â
âWhatever you want, Bunny,â Steve says with a smile.
You hold your hand out towards him and he quickly walks to your side and takes it. The two of you settle on the couch together with you snuggled into Steveâs side. He takes out his phone and texts Bucky to let him know heâs staying with you.
Bucky smiles when he sees the text.
âWhatâs got you so happy?â Natasha asks him.
âThe plan worked. She wonât let him leave her side,â he says grinning.
Natasha shrugs, âTold you. A little trauma really brings people together sometimes. Plus we needed that gang gone. It was a win-win.â
Bucky nods, âIt really, really was.â
Translation: йоги ĐşŃОНик йоги - Run rabbit run
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Bradley âRoosterâ Bradshaw x f!Kazansky!Reader
Biker!au
Summary: You swore you were never coming home again. Not after what happened. What he did to you when you were kids. But you know youâd regret missing your own motherâs funeral if you didnât show up. You just hope he doesnât come even though itâs almost guaranteed he will. Has to support his grieving president and all.
Connected to but not necessary to read:
Take me with you Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x f!reader
Top Gun MC members:
Iceman - President
Maverick - Vice President
Slider - Sergeant at Arms
Hollywood - Secretary
Wolfman - Treasurer
Original members - Merlin, Sundown, Chipper, Cougar, Hondo, Cyclone
Newer members - Rooster, Hangman, Bob, Coyote, Fanboy, Payback, Fritz, Yale, Harvard, Omaha
Chapter 1 âOh how can it beâ Baby Ice
Chapter 2 âBit off more than you could chewâ Bradley
Chapter 3 âNowhere to goâ Baby Ice
Chapter 4 âA man so filled with doubtâ Bradley
Chapter 5 âCounting on beauty to kill off the beastâ Baby Ice
Chapter 6 âA curse I canât disownâ Bradley
Chapter 7 âHowl at the moonâ Baby Ice
Chapter 8 "The softer the skin" Bradley
Chapter 9 "The sharper the teeth" Baby Ice
Chapter 10 âItâs tearing me apartâ Baby Ice
Chapter 11 "It's worse when I'm alone" Baby Ice
Chapter 12 "Despite the toll of the dead" Baby Ice
Chapter 13 " " Bradley
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Take me with you Ch. 3
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x f!reader
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Top Gun Biker!au
Chapter summary: Can Jake get help?
Chapter trigger warnings: inaccurate form of amnesia.
Ch.3 "This scar will never fade"
"It's been a while, Jake," the neurologist said as he entered the small room Jake had been waiting in.Â
Jake nodded at the man, âDoctor Edwards.âÂ
Doctor Edwards smiled at Jake and took a seat on the rolling stool as he set his laptop on the small counter in the room, âNot that it isnât fantastic to see you, of course, but what's going on that you scheduled an appointment with me? I havenât seen you in quite some time. Not since I cleared you.âÂ
âMaybe I just missed you,â Jake says with his signature grin, humor always seems to make him feel better about awkward situations.
Doctor Edwards gives Jake a look which causes him to sigh.Â
âIâve been having some stuff happen and I donât know who else would be able to help with this but you told me to come back if anything with my brain was ever off so I figured you would be my best starting point for this,â Jake explains.Â
âSure would love to help you Jake if you ever actually explained the problem youâre having,â Doctor Edwards jokes with a smirk.Â
It reminds Jake exactly why he made this appointment. Doctor Edwards always put him at ease and called him out on his bullshit which was very helpful for a guy who loved to bullshit. Also helps that he has an almost identical mustache to the one on his one dumb best friendâs face.Â
âIâve been having dreams I guess but like not? Itâs hard to explain,â Jake says looking at the ground.Â
Doctor Edwards rolls the stool over to Jake and sets a hand on his shoulder, âRemember Jake Iâm here to help. Just try the best you can and weâll go from there.âÂ
Jakes takes a deep breath, âI keep getting woken up by people because Iâm yelling and thrashing around on my bed. Sometimes I guess Iâm just talking or making noises and just like shaking my head. I asked what I was saying to who woke me up and she said it was a lot of noâs and pleaseâs and âstay with meâ and âdon't goâ. But the thing is I donât remember anything from the dreams. Never. Not one thing. And I feel like itâs important. Like it's really important for me to remember.âÂ
Doctor Edwards nods along while listening to Jake then rolls the stool back over to his laptop and starts clicking around on the screen and typing.Â
Jake chews on his bottom lip as he watches the doctor. Is there something else wrong with him?Â
âHmmm,â Doctor Edwards says as he scrolls through what Jake assumes is his chart. âWe had noticed some retrograde amnesia with your accident but maybe it went further than we thought. I remember us talking through some of it but you and I could never quite place when you remembered and when you didnât.âÂ
Jake nodded, âWell itâs kind of hard to remember what you canât remember, doc.â
Doctor Edwards chuckles, âYouâre not wrong, Jake. Iâm wondering if your subconscious is trying to remember something. Did I ever send you to see a psychotherapist?â
Jake raises an eyebrow, âYou sayinâ Iâm crazy, doc?â
The doctor shakes his head, âNo, I donât think youâre crazy Jake. Well maybe a little but that has nothing to do with this.â He winks at Jake. âI was just wondering if thatâs the route we go to try and see if we can figure out whatâs going on with your dreams. Maybe theyâre nothing. Maybe theyâre memories trying to come out. Who knows? Either way it couldnât hurt to try. If this doesnât help then we can move onto the next step, whatever that may be but letâs try this first and see how it goes. I have a colleague that Iâve sent patients to before. When you check out Iâll have the nurse help you schedule an appointment with her. If she doesnât have any experience with dreams then she would know better who else might be able to help you. Either way letâs meet back in a month or so and see how thatâs going to see where we go from there. Sound good?â
Jake nods, âSure, doc, sounds good.â
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Take me with you Ch. 3
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x f!reader
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Top Gun Biker!au
Chapter summary: Can Jake get help?
Chapter trigger warnings: inaccurate form of amnesia.
Ch.3 "This scar will never fade"
"It's been a while, Jake," the neurologist said as he entered the small room Jake had been waiting in.Â
Jake nodded at the man, âDoctor Edwards.âÂ
Doctor Edwards smiled at Jake and took a seat on the rolling stool as he set his laptop on the small counter in the room, âNot that it isnât fantastic to see you, of course, but what's going on that you scheduled an appointment with me? I havenât seen you in quite some time. Not since I cleared you.âÂ
âMaybe I just missed you,â Jake says with his signature grin, humor always seems to make him feel better about awkward situations.
Doctor Edwards gives Jake a look which causes him to sigh.Â
âIâve been having some stuff happen and I donât know who else would be able to help with this but you told me to come back if anything with my brain was ever off so I figured you would be my best starting point for this,â Jake explains.Â
âSure would love to help you Jake if you ever actually explained the problem youâre having,â Doctor Edwards jokes with a smirk.Â
It reminds Jake exactly why he made this appointment. Doctor Edwards always put him at ease and called him out on his bullshit which was very helpful for a guy who loved to bullshit. Also helps that he has an almost identical mustache to the one on his one dumb best friendâs face.Â
âIâve been having dreams I guess but like not? Itâs hard to explain,â Jake says looking at the ground.Â
Doctor Edwards rolls the stool over to Jake and sets a hand on his shoulder, âRemember Jake Iâm here to help. Just try the best you can and weâll go from there.âÂ
Jakes takes a deep breath, âI keep getting woken up by people because Iâm yelling and thrashing around on my bed. Sometimes I guess Iâm just talking or making noises and just like shaking my head. I asked what I was saying to who woke me up and she said it was a lot of noâs and pleaseâs and âstay with meâ and âdon't goâ. But the thing is I donât remember anything from the dreams. Never. Not one thing. And I feel like itâs important. Like it's really important for me to remember.âÂ
Doctor Edwards nods along while listening to Jake then rolls the stool back over to his laptop and starts clicking around on the screen and typing.Â
Jake chews on his bottom lip as he watches the doctor. Is there something else wrong with him?Â
âHmmm,â Doctor Edwards says as he scrolls through what Jake assumes is his chart. âWe had noticed some retrograde amnesia with your accident but maybe it went further than we thought. I remember us talking through some of it but you and I could never quite place when you remembered and when you didnât.âÂ
Jake nodded, âWell itâs kind of hard to remember what you canât remember, doc.â
Doctor Edwards chuckles, âYouâre not wrong, Jake. Iâm wondering if your subconscious is trying to remember something. Did I ever send you to see a psychotherapist?â
Jake raises an eyebrow, âYou sayinâ Iâm crazy, doc?â
The doctor shakes his head, âNo, I donât think youâre crazy Jake. Well maybe a little but that has nothing to do with this.â He winks at Jake. âI was just wondering if thatâs the route we go to try and see if we can figure out whatâs going on with your dreams. Maybe theyâre nothing. Maybe theyâre memories trying to come out. Who knows? Either way it couldnât hurt to try. If this doesnât help then we can move onto the next step, whatever that may be but letâs try this first and see how it goes. I have a colleague that Iâve sent patients to before. When you check out Iâll have the nurse help you schedule an appointment with her. If she doesnât have any experience with dreams then she would know better who else might be able to help you. Either way letâs meet back in a month or so and see how thatâs going to see where we go from there. Sound good?â
Jake nods, âSure, doc, sounds good.â
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Take Me With You Ch. 2
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x f!reader
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Top Gun Biker!au
Chapter summary: It happens againâŚ.. waitâŚ. What happens again?
Slight overlap with my Biker Bradley fic This is love I just canât live without
Ch. 2 âLetâs make trouble in the dream worldâ
He opens his eyes and looks around. Everything is vaguely familiar but it feels off. Something is different. He canât quite put his finger on it. He can feel his chest tightening with anxiety.
âWhatâs with the face, handsome?â He knows the voice. Right? His princess. He knows it better than he knows his own voice. Thatâs probably due to the whole canât quite hear yourself talk thing due to your ear being so close to your mouth but that doesnât matter, he still knows everything about her better than himself. Everything.
He clears his throat. How does one explain how heâs feeling? He doesnât even know how heâs feeling but it's beginning to make his skin crawl. Something is wrong. What could be wrong? Nothing could be wrong if his princess is here.
He looks around. Nothing around him seems off. He knows this place. Heâs seen it enough times. Every night. Right?
But why? Why does he see this every night? Why this exact scene? And how long? How long has he been here? Is he trapped? He doesnât feel trapped. What's happening? Why here? Why this spot?
He shakes his head turning to his love with a wide smile, âThereâs nothing with my face, princess. Especially if you ask that and then call me handsome. Thatâs counterintuitive, pretty girl.â
She giggles and cups his cheek, âI wasnât saying you werenât handsome. You just had a weird look on your face. Is something wrong? I hope not. Wouldnât ever want something to be wrong with you.â
He shook his head again. He doesnât want to worry her. Thereâs nothing wrong. Nothing. Canât be. He has his princess here and thatâs all he needs anyway. Why does it matter that he's here every night? It doesnât if it means heâs with her. He would do anything to stay with her. Anything.
âHave you ever felt like youâve been here before?â He asked her while gazing into her eyes. God, sheâs beautiful. He could die here happy.
She shrugs then buries her face in his chest, nuzzling in close, âLike deja vu? I guess. Doesnât everyone?â
He wraps his arms around her, holding her close to his body, âMaybe. Should we canvas the area and find out?â
He hears her snort and snickers, âWhat in the hell was that, princess?â
She pulls away slightly to be able to look up at him with a pretend cross look on her face, âShut up! Donât bring it up! Never happened!â
He laughs before leaning down to kiss her forehead, âNever happened. Donât know what I thought I heard. Must have been the wind.â
She nodded, âYouâre exactly right it was the wind.â
Jake grinned. He loved this. Just hanging out with his best girl. Goofing around. See? He knew nothing was wrong. What was he even worried about?
âHey Jakey?â
âYeah, princess?â
âI hear people,â Jake looked down at her and she had a worried look on her face as she said that.
Jake shook his head, âIgnore them. Itâs not time yet. Iâm not done with you yet. Let me have this. Please.â Time for what? What was happening? Why did he say that? And have what?
âTheyâre getting louder,â she cuddled closer to him.
âItâs okay. We wonât pay attention to them. We donât have to leave. We donât have to,â he said, not entirely sure why they would have to leave. Somewhere in his brain he was making sense of this all. If only it was shared with the rest of the class. Who was coming? He racked his brain trying to remember this day. He couldnât remember this part. He didnât seem to remember any part of it at all but he should! He was there! Or well here or whatever. This happened. He canât forget this. He has to hold onto this. He needs to remember when he wakes up.
He whimpers. He canât keep losing her every day. It hurts. So much. Why does this keep happening?
âJakey, I think itâs time,â she says, reaching up to place her hands on either side of his face.
He shakes his head back and forth squeezing his eyes shut. If he doesnât wake up he doesnât lose her. Itâs foolproof. Itâll work. He tries to drown out the voices he hears. Is that Bradley? Doesnât matter. Heâs not waking up.
She leans up and kisses his lips softly, âI gotta go, handsome. I love you.â
âNo, no, no, no, stay with me. Donât go. PleaseâŚ..pleaseâŚ.please,â Jake whines clutching her to him.
âWake up, babe,â she whispers in his ear before heâs shooting up into a sitting position, panting.
Baby Ice yelps and pulls her hand back away from Jake while Bradley grabs her shoulders to pull her away from him.
âWhatâŚwhat happened?â Jake asks while panting and looking over at Bradley and Baby Ice.
âYou were whimpering and shaking your head in your sleep. Then you started to talk,â Baby Ice explained as she took a step back towards Jake.
Jake groans and wipes a hand down his face, âAny clue what I was sayinâ?â
Bradley nodded, âYou were saying no and please a lot. You also said âstay with meâ and âdonât goâ , nothing else I donât think.â
Baby Ice shook her head agreeing with Bradley that there was nothing else.
Jake takes a deep breath, âOkay, cool. Thanks. Soooooo whatâs up with all this?â He points to the two of them.
âWeâre heading out. Got some stuff to do,â Bradley says as he waves and grabs her hand to pull her with him towards the door.
âHave fun!â Jake calls from his position on the couch.
Once they're gone Jake swings his legs to the side to sit on the couch normally.
Why does it feel like things are getting worse when heâs sleeping? He doesnât remember his dreams still but something has to be happening in them, right? It canât be normal to wake up like this.
Maybe he should talk to someone but who? Maybe a sleep doctor? Maybe the doctor he saw for his accident? He needs answers.
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This is love I just canât live without Ch. 12
Bradley âRoosterâ Bradshaw x f!
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Top Gun biker!au
Chapter summary: Is this the worst day of your life? It's definitely up there
Chapter trigger warnings: parental funeral, vague description of a religious funeral, googled (probably inaccurate) biker funeral ideas
Ch. 12 "Despite the Toll of the Dead"
You quickly swipe at the tears streaming down your cheeks with the hand not wrapped around your fatherâs bicep, holding on for dear life. The arm wrapped around your shoulder tightened as you shifted your gaze from the ground to Caroleâs face who then gave you a reassuring half smile and a squeeze from her hand on your shoulder, before you went back to staring at the ground.Â
Youâre fortunate enough not to have many days in your life that youâve called âthe worst day of your lifeâ, in fact you can only think of three, but this one takes the cake. Knowing your mother is dead and watching her funeral take place are two very different things.Â
The funeral itself had been a blur. You could barely recall being at the church not even an hour prior to meeting at your motherâs final resting place. You only remember glimpses of things. Your motherâs casket being carried in by your uncles and Bradley. Uncle Wolfie standing behind you with a hand perpetually on your shoulder. Carole doing a reading at the pulpit. The priest speaking quite highly of your mother, not that you had ever heard anyone speak badly of her. You felt choked the minute you stepped into the church until you stepped back outside afterwards. The air outside felt freeing in a way when you left the doors, however the site waiting for you as you stepped out of the church caught your breath once again. Bikes. Hundreds of them. Filled the entire parking lot. You knew the church was filled but you didnât realize the amount of people who had come to pay their respects to your mother until you saw the ones who couldnât fit into the church.Â
Your father, ever the stoic president, just nodded at the group as he went to his bike to head to the cemetery. You rode over with Carole in the Bronco, bikes and dresses donât always mix well. Neither you or Carole spoke on the drive over. You were too lost in your thoughts to speak anyway. You were thankful for the time alone with Carole. It was grounding. You know you could have broken down in the car and there wouldnât have been any judgment. It was a safe space.Your safe space. Carole and your mother had been so entwined together in your mind that your brain sometimes couldnât tell the difference between them in memories.Â
All of that brought you here, standing near your motherâs grave, listening to the priest say a few more words. Prayers you assume. You canât really focus on what heâs saying. Everything just feelsâŚ.numb. Your motherâs casket is finally lowered into the earth and the tears flow more freely down your cheeks. Everyone is quiet as the reality sets in before loud revving is heard from the small cemeteryâs road. All those not surrounding the funeral plot had stayed on their bikes to send your mother off with one last rev. You even see your father wiping away tears at that.Â
Slider takes point for your father and announces that there would be a celebration of life cookout at the club immediately after this and that everyone was invited if they so wished.Â
As people dispersed, you stayed staring at the hole in the ground that now housed your mother. What were you supposed to do now? Just go on living when she doesnât get that same opportunity? Itâs not fair.Â
Carole and your father stayed by your side. When you finally looked up you were sure that the three of you would be the only ones there but as you turned around to head back to the Bronco with Carole your eyes met those same deep brown eyes that haunt your dreams.Â
Bradley gives you a half smile as he holds his hand out to you. You look up at your father who nods at you as Carole lightly guides you to take a step towards her son. You put your hand in his and he leads you towards his bike. You look back towards your father and Carole as your father throws an arm over Caroleâs shoulders. She winks at you before you get to Bradleyâs bike.Â
âBut Iâm in a dress,â you explain as you look at Bradley funny.Â
âWhen has that ever stopped me from putting you on my bike? I distinctly remember senior year homecoming when you refused to let me pick you up in anything but my bike,â he said with a chuckle.Â
âYeah,â you start, âBut that..that was different. This is a funeral.âÂ
âNo this WAS a funeral. Now itâs a celebration of life. A dress wouldnât have held your mom back from climbing on the back of your dadâs bike. Funeral or not. Itâs not about to stop you. Plus weâre going straight to your house so you can change. You wonât be comfortable in that dress during a cookout, I know you. Plus I think your mother liked you better in tie dye,â Bradley says with a grin as he got onto his bike.Â
You furrowed your brows, âBut that shirtâs dirty. I wore it two days ago.â
Bradley looked at you incredulously as he once again held his hand out to you, âYou really donât think my mother found it on my bedroom floor and washed it for you?â
You grumbled as you took his hand and climbed on behind him.Â
He chuckled, âProbably brought back fond memories for her.â
âBradley!â you yelled as he laughed and fired up his bike.
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Only if Eli heard you!
Preschool Family Day
Future Bradley âRoosterâ Bradshaw x f!reader
Part of the âSpitfire Universeâ unnecessary to read beforehand but helpful.
âUnca Wooster!â Bradley hears a little voice call with little feets smacking the ground as he runs towards his uncle. The day that little boy can say âRâsâ and âLâsâ properly is going to be a very, very sad day for Bradley. He wants to be âUnca Woosterâ forever. More than heâs wanted anything in a long while. Sure the dagger squad formed a little family after the mission but this little boy is the reason Bradley really felt like it was a true honest to God family. Being an only child and an orphan made family a sore subject for Bradley for a long time but not anymore, not when there was a tiny 3 year old who thought the world of him. Bradleyâs sure he can convince Eliâs 8 month old sister Ella that heâs her favorite uncle too one day.
As soon as Eli was within arms reach Bradley was grabbing him securely around the waist and swinging him around, he was the fun uncle after all. He swung little Eli in a circle before throwing him over his right shoulder and walking in the direction Eli had just come from. Very unlikely that Eli is without at least one parent.
It doesnât take more than ten steps for a stroller and two adults who vaguely look like Eli to come into view and Bradley grins. âYou guys missing a kiddo? I think I found one but I canât remember where I put it,â he says before pretending to look around on the floor and in his pockets.
âIâm wight he,â Eli says in between giggles as he wiggles atop Bradleyâs broad shoulder.
âDid you guys hear something?â Bradley asks while looking around again which makes Eliâs mom laugh.
âNaw, weâre pretty sure we only have the baby,â Eliâs father, Jake, says with a chuckle.
âDaaaaaaaad!â Eli yells and continues to wiggle while he laughs.
âOh!â Bradley says and pulls Eli off his shoulder and holds him out in front of him as if inspecting him then turns him around to face Jake. âHere it is. Are you sure itâs not yours? It looks an awful lot like you, Hangman. If not though then Iâm sure I can find a circus to sell him to.â
Jake laughs and walks over and pokes at Eliâs belly who gives an answering giggle, âI donât know. He looks familiar but Iâm just not sure.â
Eli wiggles and puts his arms out towards his dad, âDaddy you know me! Iâm Ewi!â
âOhhhhhhh,â Jake says and grabs Eli from Bradleyâs hands. âThatâs Eli. I know him.â
Eli laughs shaking his head at his dad, âYou so siwwy daddy.â
Jake nods and sets his son onto his feet, âLearned it from the best, bud.â
Bradley grins and winks at the little boy, âHeâs talking about me.â
Eli laughs, âOâ couse he is. You the siwwiest, Wooster.â
Bradley grins at Eli, âSomeone has to be.â
âEli has a question for you, Bradley,â Jakeâs wife says to him. Bradleyâs excited. Heâs not sure what it could be but anything to do with his nephew heâs down for. Hell if the boy needed a kidney then Bradley would happily head down to the hospital right now, heâs got two for a reason.
âUmm Unca Wooster I was wondaâen if you coud come to my school on Fwiday,â Eli says while looking down slightly bashfully.
âOf course, dude! Tell me a time and Iâll be there. Why am I coming to your school?â Bradley asks while kneeling down on one knee in front of Eli to be eye level with him.
âItâs family day at preschool and any âspecial adult in your childâs lifeâ is invited. Since there are different types of families they do special adult instead of mom or dad,â Jake explains. âBut thatâs the day I have that big meeting. And baby Ella has a doctors appointment so we need a stand in adult and we asked Eli who he wanted-â
âAnd I said you, Wooster!â Eli finishes for his father, yelling excitedly.
Bradley grins, âIâm happy to be your special adult, buddy. As silly as I feel saying that.â
Jake laughs, âOh believe me Iâm right there with ya but I get it. Not everyone has parents or some have two moms or two dads. We read lots of books about all sorts of families donât we, bud?â
Eli nods, âSometimes other kids just have they gandma or gandpa and dats otay too! Cause they loved just the same.â
Thatâs exactly right, bud,â Bradley says and ruffles Eliâs hair as he stands up.
âDo I need to bring anything or do anything?â Bradley asks looking towards Eliâs mom. If anyone had those sorts of answers it would be Jakeâs wife.
She smiles at him and shrugs, âNope, the paper says there will be refreshments and things and then I think theyâre singing a cute little song or something, which you need to record for me please, and then itâs just like hanging out. If you donât have to come back to work or anything youâre welcome to pick Eli up then and you can have one of your Eli and Rooster days but thatâs up to you. Youâre on the pickup list so should be fine.â She shakes her head, âHis poor teacher. Eliâs pickup list is probably the longest of anyone at the school. And on top of that I put everyoneâs call signs next to their names so the teacher doesnât get confused as to why a âBradleyâ or âNatashaâ is on the paper but Eli is saying âWoosterâ or âPhoenixâ.â Eli had a lot of aunts and uncles in the dagger squad. Even adopted himself a Grandma Penny and a Grandpa Mav since his only other set of grandparents live in Texas, much to Mavâs happiness. Mav loved being the favorite grandpa. Only Mav would turn being a grandpa into a competition.
Bradley smiles, âIâm sure being this close to Top Gun heâs not the only kiddo who calls his aunts and uncles by their call signs and Iâm sure he wonât be the last but he is probably the one with the most adults in his life. Other squads arenât as cool as we are and didnât insert themselves in each otherâs lives. Plus you guys were the first ones to have kids so they have everyoneâs undivided attention.â
âJust means theyâre spoiled rotten,â Jakeâs wife says with a laugh which causes Jake to roll his eyes.
âOh yeah because they definitely wouldnât be spoiled without them. They definitely donât have a pushover for a mom,â Jake says with a laugh.
She glared at Jake, âSays the man who gives in at the slightly whimper any of the kids make. Including the fluffy one.â
Jake shrugs, âYou taught both kids your puppy dog eyes. You even taught the dog. Youâre just as spoiled.â
Bradley laughs. He loves spending time with this family. The banter always amuses him. âOkay so Friday Iâll be there and then donât expect to get your kid back for a while.â
âI mean eventually would be nice but whenever is fine,â Jake says with a shrug.
âWeâll see,â Rooster says with a grin.
By Friday Bradley was so excited to be going to Eliâs school. He woke up early and made sure to look his best. He had to go on base for a little while before Mav dismissed him for the day. He quickly changed into a pair of jeans with a white undershirt and a Hawaiian shirt that Eli got him for Christmas. It was one of the brightest shirts he owned and he absolutely loved it.
Bradley got to Eliâs school a little early and headed inside. There was a check in table, for safety reasons heâs sure, and he checked in as Eliâs âspecial adultâ and got a name tag that said âUncle Roosterâ on it with a small âElijah Seresinâ written in the corner so everyone knew who he belonged to. Not that anyone wouldnât know since when he walked through the door to Eliâs classroom a loud âUnca Wooster!â was heard and a little body ran as fast as it could and threw itself against Bradleyâs legs and from that minute on Eli attached himself to his uncle. Bradley didnât mind one bit. Eli immediately raised his arms and Bradley easily picked him up and set him on his hip. Eli started to point to all the things in the classroom as he made Bradley walk around.
âAn dats the piggy!â Eli said pointing to a cage on the floor in the classroom.
âYou have a piggy in your room?â Bradley asks walking over to it.
Eli shook his head and wiggles to be let down, which Bradley quickly did then squated down next to the cage. There was a name tag attached to one of the bars that had a name tag on it that Bradley read out loud, âDr Rooster Cupcake.â
Eli turned to him grinning, âDa Wooster was my idea.â
Bradley chuckles, âI have no doubt about that.â
âWe just mostly call him Rooster or Roo,â Bradley hears behind him.
Bradley turns around seeing a smiling woman standing behind him and he quickly stood up.
âMs. Y/N dis is my Unca Wooster!â Eli said and slipped his little hand into Bradleyâs. This must be Eliâs teacher. Damn. If Bradley knew Eliâs teacher was this pretty he would have offered to pick him up more. Or every day. Maybe heâll start.
Bradley smiles and offers his other hand, âHi, Iâm Bradley, oh oh I mean Uncle Rooster or or Bradley. Whichever is fine. I like both. You can use either or both or whatever,â Bradley says rambling. Heâs not usually like this. He knows how to talk to pretty girls. Well he knows how to talk to pretty girls at bars. Apparently heâs not as good at talking to pretty girls in preschools.
You smile and shake his hand, âHi, Uncle Rooster or Bradley. Iâm Ms. Y/N. Iâm Eliâs teacher.â
âSheâs da best! She let us name da piggy afta you!â Eli says pointing at the cage.
âPiggy?â Bradley questions.
You chuckle , âIâll show you.â You open up the top of the cage and lifted up a little blue platform and reach in and grab a little brown and white fuzzy body. âThis is Rooster.â You say as you stand up and came back over to Bradley and Eli. âHeâs a Guinea pig.â
âOhhhhh a Guinea pig. I thought he meant a real piggy and was scared because thatâs not a very big cage for an actual pig,â Bradley says and reaches out to pet the little body but stop just before touching him and look at you, you nod encouragingly and Bradley closes the gap and pets the small animal.
âYouâre right it would be too small for a piggy but itâs actually a really large cage for a Guinea pig. Typically thereâs a play yard so he has something like 17 square feet to himself in all with the cage and play yard. The kids love to watch him. Every morning he has zoomies where he just runs around his play yard in circles. The kids love it when he does that,â you explain with a giggle.
âYeah! He wuns and wuns! And sometimes I get ta give him a tweat!â Eli says excitedly. You squat down and let Eli pet the little guy. Bradley smiles proudly watching his nephew carefully pet the small animal. âFwont ta back wight, Ms. Y/N?â
You smile at Eli, âExactly right, babe. Front to back or he gets all huffy and we wouldnât want that would we?â
Bradley smiles watching the two of you. He wonders what it would take to get you to call him babe. Is that weird? Itâs probably weird. Bradley doesnât want to make things weird for Eli.
Soon the Guinea pig gets a little wiggly and you stand up and walk back over to the cage and set him back inside, âOkay Eli what do we do now?â
âWe wash hands! No gettinâ sick!â Eli says then runs off to the little sink in the classroom. You follow behind and then help him wash his hands and then you also wash your hands. Bradley follows the two of you and washes his hands third. Bradley looks around the room and more adults seemed to have come in while he was meeting the Guinea pig.
âI have to greet the others but Iâll check in with you guys in a little bit, okay?â You say to Bradley and Eli.
âOtay! Have fun!â Eli says with a smile. Bradley chuckles, âYeah have fun.â
You scrunch your nose playfully at the two of them and smile before going off to greet the other adults.
Eli pulls Bradley over to a table and has him sit down with him and they both color some pictures, Eli explaining all the different colors to him as he uses them.
Youâve caught Bradley looking at you a couple times, each time he immediately looks down towards his picture and blushes.
Once done with the pictures Eli puts them in his little backpack and Bradley helps.
âThere are some snacks and drinks in the hallway if anyone would like. Iâm about 15 minutes the kids have a performance they would like to show you,â you call loudly to the room. Itâs gotten pretty crowded since Bradley arrived. Every child had at least one adult. Some even had two. Bradleyâs pretty sure one kid has whom he assumes is his parents and his grandparents.
Everyone seems to head out into the hallway at once and Bradley sees Eli kind of hesitate.
âHey why donât we wait a minute before getting our snack? Thatâs a lot of people and I donât feel like fighting some dad for a cookie,â Bradley says to Eli who grins up at him.
Eli takes Bradleyâs hand and leads him to a table, âBut you would win Unca Wooster. You in da Navy like daddy.â
âYouâre right, bud. I would totally win in a fight with all these adults,â Bradley says. He sits down in a tiny chair and Eli scrambles to sit in his lap. Bradley chuckles and helps Eli up.
âYou know we definitely donât condone violence here,â you say to Bradley walking with a stern look on your face and arms crossed over your chest.
âWell I was just saying and he started it andâŚâ Bradley tried to explain before noticing a hint of a smile on your face. âYouâre kidding.â
You laugh, âI am. Kinda. We donât condone violence but I was just teasing. But we donât use our hands and feet if weâre mad do we, Eli?â
Eli shakes his head, âNo, we use wods and we take tuns with toys.â
âThatâs exactly right,â you say with a fond smile. âWe use our words and we take turns. Youâre so smart, Eli.â
Eli grins, âI know. I good. I vewy good.â Bradley laughs while shaking his head and wraps his arms around the little boy. Clearly heâs his fatherâs son.
You look over at the two and raise an eyebrow, âIs that a thing?â
Bradley nods, âIt is. His dad is uhh well heâs a little bit of a cocky pilot. Great guy. Just full of himself.â
You nod, âIâve met a few of those kind of pilots.â
Bradley shrugs, âWeâre not all like that. Pretty sure if I had ended up like that my momâs ghost would kick my ass.â
Eli gasps and turns to face Bradley, âUnca Wooster! Dats one of da wods we not awowed ta use! I tellin Ganpa.â
Bradley blushes, âIâm so sorry, Eli. Sorry, Ms. Y/N. She would probably kick my butt for this too.â
âMommy will do it. Or Ganpa. I have you phone pwease?â Eli asks.
Bradley shakes his head, âGrandpa is in a meeting with daddy. Weâll tell on me later.â
âSo maybe you are like that,â you say with a chuckle.
âI swear Iâm not. Itâs hard to remember to turn the cursing off. Iâm going to have to do push-ups later over this,â Bradley says with a small groan.
âPush-ups? Really?â You ask with a laugh.
Bradley nods, âGrandpa Mavvie is a stickler for swearing. Last Christmas someone from our squad said âF word Santaâ and a little boy heard it and refused to say Santa without the fun word before it. We had a squad meeting about it. Then on Christmas his dad said a bad word and his mom said he was going to have to do push-ups and Grandpa Mavvie then made that everyoneâs punishment for saying bad words.â
âWow thatâs rough. Iâm glad that doesnât apply to me. Iâve definitely accidentally said things I shouldnât hear before,â you say with a shrug.
Bradley playfully scoffs, âAround my nephew? How could you, honey? This is unacceptable!â He blushes when he realizes what he called you.
You laugh, âI know, I know! But try not saying the s h word while youâre across the room watching a kid try and grab an open gallon of paint above their head from a counter. Youâd say it too.â
âOh Iâm sure I would,â Bradley says laughing. Huh. You didnât seem to bat an eye being called that.
Eli turns to Bradley, âSnack now?â
Bradley nods and helps Eli off his lap, âYep snack now.â
Bradley nods at you as they walk out to the hallway and get a snack together.
During the performance Bradley makes sure to record it on his phone to send to Eliâs parents.
Most people were starting to leave and everyone was taking their kid. Of course Bradley planned to too. No way is Eli staying when they can have an afternoon hanging out together at the park. Maybe even get ice cream.
There were only a few people left, mostly talking amongst themselves. You were talking to one family before the smiled at you and said goodbye.
Bradley and Eli at some point had decided they needed to help clean up. Some people just left messes and Bradley didnât want you to have to clean up such a big mess so he and Eli cleaned the tables off together. Eli was excited to be a big helper for his teacher. Clearly he was a big fan of his teacher which Bradley was glad of. School is always better when you like your teacher.
When you turned around from talking with the family that just left you noticed the big mess you were going to have to clean up was already cleaned up and two individuals standing off to the side looking pretty proud of themselves. You smile at them both as you head over, âI assume I have you two to thank for cleaning up the mess?â
Eli grins, âIâm a big helper! Unca Wooster said we shud cwean up and be gentemen.â
âWell you two seem to be the best gentlemen. Thank you for helping me,â You say and squat down and hold your arms out that Eli excitedly runs into and hugs you. You smile and hug him back.
âWe goin to go pway at da park!â Eli says excitedly as he lets go of you to run back to his uncle.
âYou are? Thatâs so exciting! Iâm sure youâll have so much fun!â You say matching Eliâs excitement.
Eli nods, âUnca Wooster is so much fun!â
You smile, âHe seems like it.â
Bradley blushes, âOkay Eli why donât you get your things, buddy.â
Eli runs off to gather his things then runs back.
âBye Ms. Y/N!â Eli says grabbing Bradleyâs hand.
âBye Eli! Bye Uncle Rooster or Bradley,â you say smiling and waving. âHope I see you around.â
Bradley smiles, âI sure hope so, honey, I sure hope so.â
AN: Did I name my class pet Rooster? Yes. Yes I did.
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Chapter summary: Is this the worst day of your life? It's definitely up there
Chapter trigger warnings: parental funeral, vague description of a religious funeral, googled (probably inaccurate) biker funeral ideas
Ch. 12 "Despite the Toll of the Dead"
You quickly swipe at the tears streaming down your cheeks with the hand not wrapped around your fatherâs bicep, holding on for dear life. The arm wrapped around your shoulder tightened as you shifted your gaze from the ground to Caroleâs face who then gave you a reassuring half smile and a squeeze from her hand on your shoulder, before you went back to staring at the ground.Â
Youâre fortunate enough not to have many days in your life that youâve called âthe worst day of your lifeâ, in fact you can only think of three, but this one takes the cake. Knowing your mother is dead and watching her funeral take place are two very different things.Â
The funeral itself had been a blur. You could barely recall being at the church not even an hour prior to meeting at your motherâs final resting place. You only remember glimpses of things. Your motherâs casket being carried in by your uncles and Bradley. Uncle Wolfie standing behind you with a hand perpetually on your shoulder. Carole doing a reading at the pulpit. The priest speaking quite highly of your mother, not that you had ever heard anyone speak badly of her. You felt choked the minute you stepped into the church until you stepped back outside afterwards. The air outside felt freeing in a way when you left the doors, however the site waiting for you as you stepped out of the church caught your breath once again. Bikes. Hundreds of them. Filled the entire parking lot. You knew the church was filled but you didnât realize the amount of people who had come to pay their respects to your mother until you saw the ones who couldnât fit into the church.Â
Your father, ever the stoic president, just nodded at the group as he went to his bike to head to the cemetery. You rode over with Carole in the Bronco, bikes and dresses donât always mix well. Neither you or Carole spoke on the drive over. You were too lost in your thoughts to speak anyway. You were thankful for the time alone with Carole. It was grounding. You know you could have broken down in the car and there wouldnât have been any judgment. It was a safe space.Your safe space. Carole and your mother had been so entwined together in your mind that your brain sometimes couldnât tell the difference between them in memories.Â
All of that brought you here, standing near your motherâs grave, listening to the priest say a few more words. Prayers you assume. You canât really focus on what heâs saying. Everything just feelsâŚ.numb. Your motherâs casket is finally lowered into the earth and the tears flow more freely down your cheeks. Everyone is quiet as the reality sets in before loud revving is heard from the small cemeteryâs road. All those not surrounding the funeral plot had stayed on their bikes to send your mother off with one last rev. You even see your father wiping away tears at that.Â
Slider takes point for your father and announces that there would be a celebration of life cookout at the club immediately after this and that everyone was invited if they so wished.Â
As people dispersed, you stayed staring at the hole in the ground that now housed your mother. What were you supposed to do now? Just go on living when she doesnât get that same opportunity? Itâs not fair.Â
Carole and your father stayed by your side. When you finally looked up you were sure that the three of you would be the only ones there but as you turned around to head back to the Bronco with Carole your eyes met those same deep brown eyes that haunt your dreams.Â
Bradley gives you a half smile as he holds his hand out to you. You look up at your father who nods at you as Carole lightly guides you to take a step towards her son. You put your hand in his and he leads you towards his bike. You look back towards your father and Carole as your father throws an arm over Caroleâs shoulders. She winks at you before you get to Bradleyâs bike.Â
âBut Iâm in a dress,â you explain as you look at Bradley funny.Â
âWhen has that ever stopped me from putting you on my bike? I distinctly remember senior year homecoming when you refused to let me pick you up in anything but my bike,â he said with a chuckle.Â
âYeah,â you start, âBut that..that was different. This is a funeral.âÂ
âNo this WAS a funeral. Now itâs a celebration of life. A dress wouldnât have held your mom back from climbing on the back of your dadâs bike. Funeral or not. Itâs not about to stop you. Plus weâre going straight to your house so you can change. You wonât be comfortable in that dress during a cookout, I know you. Plus I think your mother liked you better in tie dye,â Bradley says with a grin as he got onto his bike.Â
You furrowed your brows, âBut that shirtâs dirty. I wore it two days ago.â
Bradley looked at you incredulously as he once again held his hand out to you, âYou really donât think my mother found it on my bedroom floor and washed it for you?â
You grumbled as you took his hand and climbed on behind him.Â
He chuckled, âProbably brought back fond memories for her.â
âBradley!â you yelled as he laughed and fired up his bike.
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