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Can u do an alcoholic dad one with Kelly ? Maybe when he turns up at the station and reader ain’t seen him in years ? Protective severide ! X

Busy call after Busy call. It was always the way. The minute someone in firehouse 51 mentioned it had been quiet on shift, the alarms didn’t stop from then on out. Every single call 61 had been either something the patient could have seen a GP for or something that became “nothing” the minute they arrived.

All she wanted to do was have a 5 minute breather - realistically a nap snuggled in Kelly’s arm but since Squad 3 were still out, she took the moment to flop back onto his bed in his officers quarters where she would hopefully get some uninterrupted time.

She had barely closed her eyes when she heard the knock on the frame of the door, looking up to see Ritter standing there looking sheepish.

“What now?” She groaned, pulling Kelly’s blankets up over her head.

“There’s someone here asking for you..” Ritter confessed, “by name..”

“For gods sake, can’t I get a few minutes rest?” She muttered as she rose from the once warm bedsheets so should definitely still be wrapped in.

She made her way onto the apparatus floor to find a man sitting at squad table. A man who definitely did not belong there.

“You need to leave..”

“Doesn’t my daughter want to play catch up with her father?” Harold replied. Harold, not her father, not her dad, just a man who chose alcohol over his family one too many times. Memories swirled around her brain of the years of verbal abuse once the alcohol worked it’s way through his system, or taking care of him at 8am when he was blackout drunk and most recently, him drinking at Molly’s and proceeding to slap her across the face and call her a whore for dating Kelly because in his eyes she ‘would always be his little girl and there’s no room for another man in her life’

“No, I want you to leave..” She announced, looking behind her to see Ritter and Mouch watching her every movement. Thankful they were nearby since Harold was irrational and unpredictable at best.

“I think you should go-“ Ritter began to speak, guilt evident in his voice that he now recognised the man as her father.

“Don’t tell me what to fucking do.” Harold snapped as his eyes darkened , “she’s my daughter and she will speak to me when I fucking say so”

“I don’t think so, Harry.” A voice came from behind them. Her breathe caught in her throat when she realised it was Kelly, followed closely by Capp, Tony and Cruz, “she has asked you to leave”

“Fuck off severide..” Harold Scoffed, “she’s my fucking daughter”

Kelly moved closer to him, motioning for the other squad 3 members to stay put. “Harold.. she doesn’t want to talk to you”

“SHES MINE.. NOT YOURS!!!” Harold yelled pushing Kelly away from him, which quickly ended in Harold being subdued by Capp and Cruz.

If she spoke, she knew tears would fall. Hell! She would likely fall to her knees and not get up. This was all too much, Harold was too much.

Kelly breathed deeply as he approached the restrained man. “I don’t know what your obsession is with her, but I know the last 4 years you’ve wanted nothing to do with her. You put her through hell growing up and taught her from an early age that men fucking suck and guess what? I’m working so hard to get her to trust me, to trust that I’ll never hurt her the way she was hurt by you”

“I did nothing-“ Harold yelled at him, before being interrupted by his own flesh and blood.

“There are things I can forgive, and theirs things I can’t. And right now, you’re the top of that list. I want you gone.. now.” Her voice shaked with each word.

“You know what? You’ll fucking regret this” Harold yelled, pulling away from the grasp the men had on him before storming out through the roller door.

Kelly snaked his arms around her waist, “I’m sorry I wasn’t here.” A kiss pressed against her forehead, “are you okay”

“I just want to sleep..” she cried into his chest.

“Come on then” Kelly whispered, leading her towards the bunk room.

‘Ambulance 61. Gunshot wound at…’

#kelly severide #chicagofire fanfic #chicago #chicago fire #kelly severide x oc #kelly severide x reader

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Requests are open 🔥

My partners at rugby tonight and I’ll be sitting in the car for like 2 hours so please send me prompts or asks or requests and I’ll let my creative brain run wild. I write for Matt Casey, Kelly Severide (but I’ll try anyone in the Chicago universe pd, med and fire) and Angel Reyes(Mayans) 🥰

https://www.kellysflame.tumblr.com/ask

#angel reyes #mayans mc #fanfiction #matt casey #chicago fire #chicago pd #chicagomed #Kelly Severide #angelreyes #bishop losa #bishop x reader #kelly severide #johnny coco cruz #clayton cardenas #coco cruz #chicagofire fanfic #Kelly Severide x reader #matt casey x reader #ez reyes x you

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STELLA KIDD, KELLY SEVERIDE 10.22 — The Magnificent City of Chicago CHICAGO FIRE (2012—)

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I'm even more grateful to have you.

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One Night - Kelly x Casey x Female (SMUT)

Please let me know your thoughts! ❤️

A simple night out, a few drinks at the bar and the back to their apartment for a nightcap. She wasn’t sure how she’d ended up between two of the loveliest men at Molly’s, but she damn sure wasn’t about to question it.

One moment they were all talking and laughing and then next, there was two pairs of hands and lips on her skin, nipping and kissing and licking any part they could reach.

Kelly claimed her mouth first, breaking apart only to have Matt pull her shirt over her head. When his lips returned back, his kiss was far more heated, demanding and rough.

Behind her, Kelly supported her back, his arms wrapped under her arms around her middle, chin resting on her shoulder so he could occasionally slide his tongue to lick up the side of her neck and send her body into a shiver. Kelly’s legs were braced either side of hers, keeping her securely in place while Matt moved down her body to lay on his belly in front of them, his face smothered against her heat.

Matt was good at it– too good, almost, teasing her he flicked and sucked just the right sensitive nerves to cause the arch in her back to push her back into Kelly’s chest.

Matt looked up at her with greed in his eyes as he slid a single finger up her slit, already slick with her arousal, and hummed in appreciation as he slowly applied pressure and pressed into her slowly while his thumb found her clit while she pushed back against Kelly, who was still breaking blood vessels on her neck.

Soft moans filled the room as she battled the dual stimulation of Both Matt worshiping her clit and Kelly rolling her nipples in his finger tips as he kissed her neck again.

“You think that’s good?” Kelly whispered, pinching at the hardened area. “Wait until I give you my cock. You’ll scream so loud everyone will know exactly what I’m doing to you.” He turned her head to kiss her hungrily. “I’ll have you moaning my name soon,” he added, and she knew it wasn’t a threat, but rather a promise.

“Matt!” She exclaimed instead, as he slid two long fingers effortlessly inside her, sucking on her clit like it was the only thing keeping him alive. He crooked his fingers, and between his skilled mouth and tongue in your heat, Kelly’s hardened length pressing against her back and his rough touches on her breasts, she couldn’t have stopped her orgasm if she tried. Her thighs tensed, as Matt continued to thrust his fingers inside until her climax faded.

Kelly moved out from behind her, and she flopped back down onto the mattress, her support now gone as she rode out her orgasm.

“I wanna taste her,” she heard him growl, before feeling a different set of lips on her dripping core, lapping up her essence before leaning back and wiping his face, “mmmm”

She reached down to touch herself at the sight, fingers wet with her own slick as she circled over her swollen clit, moans flowing freely from her lips.

“She’s having some fun without us,” Kelly remarked, and she heard Matt chuckle.

She pulled Kelly against her wanting to have him closer, she wrapped her arms around him, digging her nails into his back. He grunted at the pain before kissing her gently, as she felt his cock nudge against her entrance.

Holding onto him tightly, she tried to breathe as he breached her tight hole. She heard Kelly curse as he slid in, slow, making sure he didn’t hurt her.

Her breath caught in your throat as he started to move, bottoming out with each thrust, the slap of their skin a beautiful melody.

Kelly was lost in the rhythm, eyes closed as he fucked her, her moans and gasping breaths only spurring him on.

“So... tight....” he said with effort, grabbing tightly onto her hips.

She realised Matt’s hardened length was hanging by her mouth and began reaching out to wrap your fingers around it.

“Not quite,” he said with a smirk. “Use your mouth.”

Eagerly complying, she darted her tongue out to taste him, salty precum filling her senses. She took as much of him into her mouth as she could, twisting her hand around the base. Hearing him groan with pleasure heightened her own arousal, and she gave him a hard suck, pulling off with a pop before dragging the flat of her tongue up the underside, swirling it around the tip.

Kelly was trying to bring her attention back to him, leaning forward to capture a nipple between his lips. She moaned around Matt’s length, eyes fluttering shut as she took him back into her mouth.

Pressure was building in her centre, Kelly moving faster and faster, pressing as deeply into her as he could while her free hand fisted the sheets, impeding release making her lose focus on the dual sensations washing over her body.

Matt pulled out of her mouth right as she came, letting her gasping moan tumble freely from her lips.

Kelly moved her head to kiss her again, not caring in the slightest that she just had his best friends cock there, pressing himself hard against her as he spilled his release.

Her hands cupped his cheeks, kissing him back with fervor as he focused on his climax before he rolled onto his back next to her, completely spent and breathing heavy.

She’s already had two orgasms, but she still wasn’t satisfied, the likelihood of having a threesome again with these two men was minimal, she needed more.

“Get on your hands and knees,” Matt demanded, and she complied with effort, body still jello from her climax.

She felt him move into position behind her, a loud smack delivered to her ass cheek. She fell forward onto her forearms, unable to keep herself fully upright.

“Here, let me,” she heard from beside her, Kelly motioning for her to let him slide beneath you. He took her weight, cradling her body to his in preparation for the rough fuck she was about to receive.

Matt slid inside her fully in a single thrust, and though her cunt was slick and ready, his girth mixed with the overstimulation caused her to cry out, feeling Kelly caress over her back.

She felt Kelly’s mouth by her ear, his hand creeping down her abdomen, his feather-light touch making her twitch.

“You want to come again, don’t you?” She heard him whisper, his hand still trekking downwards. She whined in response, unable to speak when Matt was fucking her so wildly.

Age could tell he was close, almost desperately pounding into her, wanting to fill her with his release as Kelly’s fingers found their prize, her puffy, swollen clit, and he pressed against it hard, making her back arch. Matt moaned at the change in angle, thrusts becoming erratic.

“Good girl, come for us,” Kelly said, circling over her pearl and licking a stripe up her jaw.

She was so, so, sensitive, every touch like lightning across her nerves, her core clenching with her impending release.

A mixture of a moan and Matt’s strangled name slipped from her lips, clenching her entire body as the waves crashed over her tired form.

Matt came with a grunt, his hands gripping her hips so tightly she were sure there’d be bruises and he released inside her.

She felt his hand on the back of her neck, his lips between her shoulder blades, placing a strangely soft kiss there as he milked himself inside her.

She collapsed on top of Kelly, unable to support herself any longer, mumbling out an apology at his surprised grunt. Matt laid down next to her, and with his help she managed to slot her body into the small space between them.

Her head on Kelly’s chest, his arms around her shoulders and Matt’s around her waist, she was completely content.

She felt Kelly’s lips on the top of her head, one of his hands brushing her hair back off her sweaty forehead.

Matt’s hold on her tightened, hearing him mumble under his breath, “I get her first next time.”

Kelly scoffed, his hands giving her delicate caresses on her upper back. “You’ll have to fight me,” he replied, nonplussed. Matt was about to reply again.

“Or-“ she interrupted, “you could both have me at the same time, and put all that energy into fucking me instead.”

“You would...?” Matt asked shyly, and she rolled slightly to see that adorable blush on his cheeks again. She nodded, pressing her ass back against his crotch.

“But that’ll have to wait, I’m way too sleepy to move, and I hope you are too,” she said, hoping they’d keep you between their bodies. Noises of agreement from both of them, she let yourself relax, safe and warm on possibly the best night ever.

#kelly severide #matt casey #chicago #Chicago fire #smut #Kelly and Casey #Chicago one

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Leather and Lace - Angel Reyes x OC Series

Chapter 01.

Amelia Hades was doing the one thing she never thought she would be doing. Her life plans should have kept her well away from this part of Santo Padre, California but life has a funny way of changing things up when you least expect it. Like going into hiding with her 2 year old daughter or turning up unannounced to a MC seeking protection and shelter after years of disconnect.

Now driving through the streets she once knew, Amelia's mind was swirling with 100 different ways about how the hell to approach this situation - does she pull the old 'hi it's me, sorry I haven't been in touch but Mila and I need a safe place to hide' or does she break down into tears and beg and plead for salvation?

Amelia yawned as she pulled up to the Yard, she had only been there once before but by the collection of Bikes that lined the parking spaces aswell as the empty spaces near by, This was definitely the right place to find the one person she had been searching for.

Amelia looked back into the rear view mirror at the sleeping child in the back seat before climbing out of her Jeep that her father had bought her almost 4 years ago, Amelia felt the heat of the city surrounding her body. Santo Padre was damn near the desert and Amelia hated the heat. She reached back into the car, taking her sweatshirt off and throwing it on the passenger seat before adjusting her tight singlet and began to unbuckle the sleeping child in the child's car seat. She took a deep breath to ground her nerves as she heard her footsteps on the gravel behind her.

With her daughter now sleeping comfortably against her chest Amelia turned face to face with a man who had once been her families greatest alliance.

"Hola Amelia" Bishop smiled as his eyes raked the frame and the child against her chest. His arms wrapped around her tightly as if her life depended on being safe against him.

"Bish.." Amelia whispered. Distance between her own family and Bishop had grown rather long over the years but now being back in his arms felt like no time had passed at all.

"Who the hell is that?" Coco asked Taz as he reached back to touch the hand gun tucked in his belt under his vest. Visitors to the yard generally meant trouble and just because this was a women with a child didn't mean she wasn't here to cause trouble, "prostituta?"

"Goddaughter.." Taz replied making his way over to her, "Little Amelia Hades.. Didn't expect to see you around here.."

"Hi Taz.." Amelia smiled, giving him a quick hug before moving back to look at Bishop, "I didn't expect to be here either."

"Templo?" Taz asked Bishop, concern evident on Bishop's face by the lines growing on his forehead as his eyes racked over the small child sleeping soundly against her chest

"Now.." Bishop replied turning on his heels with Taz and Amelia close behind him.

Amelia sat in Templo. A place she swore she would never be. She had seen what had become of her father while he was involved with the Oakland Chapter and after his death she had promised herself she would stay as far from the MC as possible. But Bishop was her Godfather, he was el presidente of the Santa Padre chapter and right now, he was possibly the only one who could really help her.

"I'm sorry.." Amelia started slowly rocking Mila in her arms, her voice shaking as she sat next to him. Bishop reached his hand out across the table to hold her hand, "I didn't mean to barge in.."

"You are always welcome here Mijo" Bishop replied, "and whose this little one?"

Amelia took a deep breath. There was so much going on in Amelia's life yet somehow she had found herself unable to think of where to start. "I really don't know where to begin.."

"The beginning is a good place to start" Taz smiled sweetly, changing his demeanour for Bishop's own goddaughter. Like Bishop, Taz had watched over Amelia until she went off their radar a few years back.

"I'm in abit of trouble.. I got in with the wrong sort of people and now I'm struggling to get away" Amelia corrected herself , "we..we're struggling to get away"

"Who?" Bishop asked, his tone much harsher now.

"Oakland police department.."

"Explain!" Bishop snapped, removing his hand from hers to rest against his face in defeat. Other MC's dealt bad business, but Police departments could be even worse. They were always intent on bringing MC's down and anything they were involved in was going to cause a war.

"After dad di.. I started hanging out at this bar downtown and I met Craig- he's a police officer and he's been quite.."

"He hurt you?" Taz asked, searching her face for more information than he thought she would give him.

Amelia couldn't make eye contact with either of them. She was afraid to see just how disappointed they were that not only had she gone against the MC she had been brought up with but she had gone off with law enforcement.

"Only once.." Amelia confessed, tears threatening to spill from her eyes, "I'm scared for Mila.."

"His daughter?" Bishop replied, moving from his seat to hold Amelia in his arms as she cried. "Taz, call a Templo now"

#angel reyes #angelreyes #bishop losa #bishop x reader #ez reyes x you #mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #mayans #clayton cardenas #coco cruz

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Would love some feedback on the leather and lace series I have just rewritten!

Thought? Ideas? What do you think?

#angel reyes #angelreyes #bishop losa #bishop x reader #ez reyes x you #mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #mayans #clayton cardenas #coco cruz

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