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nikole-witha-k · 6 months

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Ok, this was like legit better than the show!

Especially the little surprise at the end 😲

Definitely wasn’t expecting that! But I loved it!!!

Hey! I love your writing so much can you do a Snowpiercer fic? 👀👀👀 Andre and Reader used to be a couple instead of him and Zarah

1,001 Cars

Rating: M 18+ Minors DNI

Paring: Andre Layton x OFC Black!Reader (Paige Knight)

Summary: Paige and Andre see each other for the first time in years.

1,001 cars wasn’t long enough. It’s been four years since Paige has seen Andre. She didn’t even want to be on this God forsaken train but Andre insisted and back then she did any and everything for him. Well, now it was her turn to be selfish and fuck anyone who had a problem with it.

She was probably the most hated person in the Tail behind Wilford, but she did what she had to do. A decent job in Third Class was enough for the two of them, it was far from the glamours lifestyle in First or even Second Class, but her small restaurant was better than fighting for small scrapes in the Tail that wasn’t what she imagined for them.

Paige remembers the day clearly when they heard there was an opening in Third Class cooking. This was it. Their chance out of the Tail. Or at least she thought, when she told Andre of the news she hoped he would be excited to get ahead even if it’s just a little bit. Andre immediately shut her down, told her it was betraying the Tail and everything they stood for to leave it all behind.

“You really want me to turn my back on everyone back here. Just for some funky ass job in Third? Come the fuck on Paige.” Andre whispered loudly, so as not to wake the other Tailies trying to get their rest.

“We’re not turning our back, we—talked about starting a family before all this train shit. I don’t want to have a child in the Tail. I don’t want them growing up like this. What’s wrong with giving a child a better life?”

Andre sighed heavily, “We’re not leaving, not when we��re so close to this rebellion.” Now it was Paige’s turn to sigh

“Come on Andre, you’d rather risk your life for a rebellion than to better ourselves. First, it’s Third Class and then maybe I can finally get a teaching job in Second Class, and you can convince them to give you a job, you used to be a detective.” Paige pleaded, desperately wanting Andre to see her point of view. “Hot food, a shower, God knows how long it’s been since we’ve had good food.”

“You’d give up everything we’ve stood for, for food?” Andre asked, disappointed

“Andre, I’m tired. I didn’t even want to get on this fucking train, but you promised me that we’d get good tickets and look at us. Eating God damn rats!”

“Shush!” Someone whispered loudly

“We’re not leaving, end of discussion.”

“That’s it?”

“We’re on the brink of something here Paige, we can change how this train is run. Just believe in it, us, me. Change is coming to the train. I promise.”

Exhausted with the conversation, Paige merely nodded her head. There was nothing else to talk about.

“Do what you need to do, Andre.”

With that Andre kissed Paige before turning over to go to sleep. That would be the last time she would feel Andre’s lips on hers.

Paige can still hear the insults and the feel the judging eyes on her as she made her last walk in the Tail of the train to move to the Third Class. She remembers Andre not even saying goodbye to her or even being within eyesight. Paige held her head high despite the insults thrown at her, not even giving them a second glance, she left with Ruth forever leaving the Tail behind or at least she thought.

What started off as a job in Third Class led her to teaching the children of the Second Class. Paige started tutoring some children when she closed the restaurant in Third and word traveled that Paige would host weekly sessions with the children. Word moved throughout the train, and she was offered a job in the school which she graciously took. Paige missed being in the classroom, she was a second-grade teacher before Snowpiercer and is what she originally applied for when Andre suggested they get tickets for the train.

Life was going well for Paige until tragedy hit Second Class. A coworker of hers was found dead in her cabin and her right arm frozen solid. Paige found her body when she opened the school that day. She instantly knew there was foul play involved and immediately went to the police.

Paige was supposed to be interviewed by the new train detective after the school day. She had been on edge since finding the body, who could’ve done such a thing and why? Is this what Andre was talking about? The sound of knocks rapping against the door sliding open pulled Paige out of her thoughts. She straightened out her clothes and slide the door open, not prepared to the man standing on the other side.

“Paige Knight?”

“Um, yes.”

“I’m Bess Till and this is Detective Andre Layton. We have a few questions to ask about the death of Ciara Young.”

“Please, come in.” Paige couldn’t bear to look Andre in the eyes. The past couple of years haven’t been kind to him, she could see it all on his face.

“So, here’s how this is gonna go. Detective Layton is going to ask you some question and you’re going to answer those questions truthfully.” Paige nodded, not trusting herself to speak.

“Great, I’ll be standing outside the door while Detective Layton conducts his interview.” Till removes the handcuffs off Andre’s wrist, before giving him a stern glance and leaving Paige’s suite.

“So, this is what selling out gets you.” Andre lamented as he rubbed his sore wrists.

“Just ask me your questions so you can get back and tell everyone how much of a traitor I am. I’m sure, Josie will love to hear that.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Whatever you want it to.”

“Let’s just cut to the chase, when was the last time you saw the victim—”

“Ciara, her name was Ciara Lane.” Andre looked up and saw that she was struggling to hold back tears.

“Sorry. When was the last time you saw Ciara alive?”

“Yesterday evening, we were having drinks in my suite and she left around 11:00 at night.”

“Was she intoxicated?”

“No, we only had two glasses of wine. We’re teachers, it takes more than two glasses to get us drunk.”

“Did she mention anyone else when she was leaving. Did she give any indication that she wasn’t going back to her suite.”

“No,” Paige answered quickly which Andre noticed but decided to leave it alone...for now.

“So, when did you find her?”

“Around 7:30 in the morning. We usually walk together, but she wasn’t in her suite. So I assumed she got an early start, that’s not uncommon. I can in her classroom there she was at her desk…strangled and her arm had been frozen and cut off.” Andre frowned.

“I would like to ask more questions but let’s go to your suite. Since that was the last place you saw her.” Andre suggested

Paige frowned, Andre motioned to the corner of the room where a security camera was watching and listening carefully.

“Okay, we’ve canceled school for the week, we need to find a new teacher. Do you need to ask permission or…?”

“I’ll handle it.” At that moment, Till entered the classroom.

“Finished?”

“I would like to visit Ms. Knight’s suite, as it was the last known location of the victim.”

“Very well,” Till roughly handcuffed Andre, Paige growing angry at the way she was treating Andre.

“I think they’re tight enough.” Till gave Paige a sarcastic tight-lipped smile. It was a silent walk from the classroom to Paige’s Second-Class suite. Upon entering the room, Andre could smell lemongrass. Paige’s favorite scent, he remembered her apartment always smelling like lemongrass.

“I know all about your history with Mr. Layton here. So don’t try any funny business.” Till said before stepping out of the suite.

“No one’s been in here since the murder, right?” Andre asked, searching her living space.

“No, not that I know of. What are you looking for?”

“Anything that could point me to where Ciara might’ve gone.” Andre noticed an outplace vase on the mantle.

“Have you always had that?”

“Hmm, I’ve never noticed it, no I don’t remember getting that.” Andre grabbed the glass case and found a microphone inside.

“What the fuck—” Andre held up a finger to his lips, signaling her to not speak.

“Can I get some water please?”

“Sure,” Paige quickly poured Andre a glass of water he then put the microphone in the glass.

“Someone’s been listening to your conversations. Do you have any idea why?”

“No, I don’t all I do is go to work and come home.”

“Withholding information can land you in serious trouble. Who knows what fucked up ways they have of making you talk. If you know something you gotta tell me.” Paige sighed as she plopped down on the sofa.

“Ciara was talking about a Rebellion; she had a contact in Third Class. I told her to be careful,” She lamented.

“What happened the last time you saw her?”

“She came over after school and she was talking about the Rebellion finally starting. She said she was getting notes at her door…warnings. She was going to meet her contact in Third and I told her to be careful, there are eyes and ears everywhere. I begged her to stay the night, said she would be fine. When she left a man was waiting for her outside, her contact from the Third class.”

“Did you get his name?”

“Cole. Cole Peterson. That was the last time I saw her.” Andre could see the sadness on her face and couldn’t help but feel bad for her.

“I promise Paige, I’m gonna find her killer and make sure that she gets justice.” Before Paige could answer, the door burst open.

“Ma’am you can’t go in there.”

“Ma’am I told you I’m dropping her daughter off.” A girl no more than three years old, came running into the room. A head full of curls bouncing with each movement.

“Mommy!” the girl said, launching herself into Paige’s arms.

“What happened?” Paige asked looking at the woman.

“She got sick and then I went by your classroom…” while the woman whom Andre assumed to be a daycare worked explained the situation all he could do was stare at the young child and realize how much she looked like him. She couldn’t be, could she? It’s been almost four years since he’s seen Paige, this little girl could very well be his daughter.

“Mommy, who’s that?” The little girl asked, Andre locked eyes with Paige, one question on his mind. Knowing what thought loomed in his head, Paige nodded in confirmation.

“Thanks for bringing her home,” Paige said to the daycare worker.

“No problem, let me know how she’s feeling.” Once again they were alone, the tension in the air thick.

“Mommy, who is that?”

“He’s your Daddy. Andre, meet your daughter, Aaliyah.”

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nikole-witha-k · 10 months

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Aww! That was so cute! 💕

I love that Zan got straight to business! He said, forget you being scared, I got questions and need answers my dude! Lol

And them playing with the dinosaurs together 😍

Love it!

Can you do a head cannon on Collin meeting Zan for the first time?

Collin was totally fine when he found out that Shauna had a child. She actually said it on their first date.

Shauna didn't bring up her child again for a while until she and Collin talked about seeing each other exclusively.

At first, Collin was excited to finally meet Zan. When he would pick her up for dates, Zan would already be asleep or at her mom's but Collin could see the toys that littered the living room and the Black Panther backpack that Shauna had a son and he wondered what he looked like. How does he act, would he like him?

He was completely fine until he woke up that morning.

AN overwhelming sense of nervousness floated around Collin the entire day.

Miles teased him of course, “I mean Zan and Sean are in the same martial arts class. Zan might beat yo ass. He gonna roundhouse kick you into next week.”

It was time to meet Shauna and Zan at the restaurant. Collin thought it would be better to meet rather than pick them up. Honestly, he was just scared as hell. There’s a reason his mom is Sean’s godparent and not him.

Collin walked into the restaurant and his eyes immediately caught Shauna he walked over to the table and smiled when he saw her.

Collin didn’t realize he was staring until Zan asked, “Are you the guy that Mommy talks to on the phone?”

Dinner is going surprisingly well. Zan talked most of the time telling Collin about his martial arts lessons.

When Shauna went to the bathroom, Zan told Collin that he had made his mom smile a lot. "Mommy hasn't smiled in a long time. When she talks about you with Aunite Ashley she smiles, then they tell me to go my room so they can keep talking."

Collin follows Shauna home, Zan's reasoning being so that next time Collin can come over to their house.

Zan excitedly shows Collin his dinosaur collection and explains each dinosaur.

“Mr. Collin do you want to play with me?” “Zan, Mr. Collin has to—” “Sure! Man I love dinosaurs!” Collin exclaimed sending a wink Shauna’s way.

Collin played with Zan for almost twenty minutes before Shauna made Zan go to bed. “Thanks for playing with him. You didn’t have to do that.” “You don’t have to thank me, I wanted to.”

Shauna thought she put Zan to bed when she was kissing Collin goodnight until they heard a giggle from behind them.

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nikole-witha-k · 1 year

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Idk how I missed this….but I’m so damn happy I found it!

🔥🔥🔥

gfg Pt. 1

Pairing: Rafael Casal x OFC Black!Reader (Maya Smith) x Daveed Diggs Rating: M 18+ MINORS DNI strong language, drug usage, SMUT unprotected sex, public sex, spanking, fingering, dirty talk, voyeurism, exhibitionism, double penetration, edging, overstimulation, slight dacryphilia, daddy kink, sir kink, oral m/f receiving, dom/sub. FILTH Summary: Rafael and Reader invite Daveed to their bedroom Word Count: 1.8K Requested: YES! From this Anon ask, y’all this was literally the first request when I opened my asks again. At first, I was like

Then I was like

Maya sat in the green room scrolling on her phone, the clippng concert had just ended, and she managed to escape backstage to wait for her boyfriend of five years. Maya was deliberate in picking what she chose to wear tonight and she received the exact reaction she was hoping for. Maya wore this out specifically for Rafael. She decided against standing near the front of the crowd, as that would be too obvious, so she opted to stand in the middle, center stage right in Rafael’s eyesight when he would be on stage with Daveed.

She could still recall the moment when his eyes met hers during the concert and the look he gave her when he saw what she was wearing. It sent shivers throughout her body, she bit her lip in anticipation of their plans tonight. She could feel the arousal between her thighs the whole concert. The door opened and Maya looked up from her spot hoping to see Rafael but it was Daveed. He was still sweaty, and shirtless, from the concert.

“You always manage to lose your shirt during a concert Diggs.” Maya teased a smirk on her face. Maya and Daveed always participated in playful flirting when they were around each other, ever since Rafa introduced the two of them, it was harmless…well at least on Daveed’s end.

“It’s only for you,” he winked, “and I know you not talkin’.” He said about what she was wearing.

“Was I too distracting?” Maya questioned, crossing her legs, showing off more of her thighs to Daveed. Daveed laughed nervously,

“Yeah, the lights kept shining off your big ass forehead,” Daveed deflected. Maya had to bring out the big guns, she got up and walked past Daveed, not without brushing her ass against him.

“Sorry, D.” She said obliviously as she bent down to grab a water bottle from the mini-fridge.

“Damn,” Daveed exclaimed eyeing Maya’s body.

“Like what you see Diggs? You know, I didn’t only wear this outfit for Rafa.” Maya slowly approached the man until their faces were inches from each other. Daveed cursed under his breath.

“You okay there, Daveed?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,”

“You sure?” She stepped even closer to him, her breasts pushing up against his hard chest. Daveed held back a groan, he wanted to pinch himself because he had to be dreaming. Even if he was, he didn’t want to wake up. Maya didn’t give him a chance to respond before she wrapped her hands around his neck, her lips dangerously close to his.

“What you doin’ Maya?”

“I don’t know,” she responded feigning innocence “What do you want me to do?” The door opened to reveal Rafa. Daveed had practically jumped away from Maya, Rafa had a dark glint in his eyes.

“Keeping my lady company Diggs?” Rafa walked into the room and stood beside her. She didn’t miss the subtle squeeze on her side.

“Uh, yeah, yeah, um I’m gonna talk to Bill real quick,” Daveed said absentmindedly leaving the green room quickly. Once he was gone Rafa turned his gaze to Maya

“What?”

“You know what, so?”

“Oh, he’s definitely down, let’s shoot for next week, my birthday.” Maya grinned “He probably would’ve fucked me if you didn’t come in.”

“Oh really?” Rafa grabbed Maya’s hand and led her back to the sofa. He sat down and she instantly straddled him

“Mhmm, I was hoping he would, I wanted him to bend me over the sofa and fuck me so bad, I just know his dick is big,” Maya whispered into Rafa’s ear, purposefully trying to get under his skin. You gasped when Rafa roughly grabbed your hair

“What are you trying to do Maya?” Rafa asked his lips ghosting over yours, you couldn’t help the smile that formed on your face.

“Should’ve known you’d enjoy this too much,” Rafa said rubbing his thumb over your lips, you obediently opened your mouth and he pushed his thumb in. You moaned around the digit, your eyes never leaving Rafa’s. You ground your hips down, moaning wantonly, feeling Rafa’s hard dick through his sweatpants. Rafa removed his thumb from your mouth. Rafa leaned back on the couch, his arms spread out. Rafa gave you a look and you knew what he wanted. You unbuttoned your shorts and lifted your body before flinging them off. Rafa attacked your mouth not giving you a chance to react to the passionate kiss. It didn’t take long for Rafa’s hands to travel down until he dipped his hands into your fishnet tights, he smiled into the kiss when he discovered you weren’t wearing any panties. You hungrily looked at your boyfriend before you were suddenly turned over and laying across his lap.

“This is not what I told you to wear,” Rafa said darkly as he ripped your tights.

“I’m sorry sir, the dress couldn’t fit.”

“Cause of all that ass,” He said kneading Maya's ass, making her moan aloud

“You better keep it down before someone hears you. Unless that’s what you want. You want someone to come in here and see how much of a slut you really are? You got everyone fooled that you’re so innocent but you know what you are deep down. You still need a punishment one, for not wearing the dress, and two, for trying to make me mad. How many do you think?”

“Five, sir.” Rafa hummed,

“Shouldn’t even call this a punishment, you love this don’t you?”

“I love whatever punishment you give me sir,”

“What’s your favorite color?”

“Green.”

“Hmm, count and if you mess up I’ll start over.”

“Yes sir—aaahh!” Rafa's hand came down on her ass…hard

“One,”

“Mmm, Two!” Maya almost screamed when she felt Rafa’s finger rubbing gentle circles on her clit and then roughly pinching it. She didn’t have a chance to react, Rafa landed two hard slaps.

“Three! Four!” Maya said into Rafa’s thigh.

“One more baby, you’re doing so good.” Maya could only moan in response, she had been on edge since she left their place. Rafa delivered one last slap.

“Five!” Rafa picked Maya up so that her back was against his chest, her legs spread open. She gasped loudly when Rafa sunk three fingers into her, instantly finding the spot that made her eyes roll to the back of her head. Maya should’ve kept her mouth shut, but who would she be if didn’t push the envelope a bit?

“Mmm, Daveed,” She moaned Rafa landed a slap on her clit, he covered Maya’s mouth when she cried out

“You really wanna piss me off?” He said into the crook of her neck.

“No, sir.” She breathed.

“I think you do, you’re being bad Maya, and bad girls don’t get to come.” Rafa pulled his fingers out and placed them in front of Maya she obediently opened her mouth and took the digits into her mouth, moaning at the taste of herself. Three heavy knocks made the couple pause in their moment.

“Yo Raf! Diggs said you're needed at the meet and greet.”

“Looks, like we’re gonna have to do this the fast way.” Maya got off her boyfriend’s lap and instantly sunk to her knees.

“Raf?!”

“Give me five minutes!”

Maya eagerly undid Rafa’s jeans and pulled out his hard dick. Maya swallows him, taking him as far as she could. She put her hands behind her back and let Rafa fuck her mouth. He placed his hands on the back of her head and thrust his hips up, making her gag around his dick. It didn’t long take for Rafa to come, Maya swallowing all that he gave. Maya smiled wickedly at Rafa licking her lips.

“I love you so much, you did so good baby. I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

“Mm, I love you too and you were perfect.”

“Wait for me here? I’ll be right back.” Rafael hurriedly pulled up his jeans and rushed out of the room. Luckily for Maya, there was a bathroom in the green room. By the time she was done freshening up Rafael had returned.

“You hungry?”

“Yeah, can we get ramen?”

“Of course, we can get it to-go, head home and take a bath together.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Next Week

Rafael and Daveed were sitting on the couch not even remembering why they were laughing so hard. Rafael hosted a kickback for Maya’s birthday. By now everyone had left, and it was just the three of them, which was the perfect time to spark up. Maya sat on the other side her legs sprawled over Rafa. Maya smiled slyly when a wicked idea came to mind, she grabbed Rafa’s face pulling him close to hers, and did a shotgun; making sure to exchange eye contact with Daveed the entire time who shifted uncomfortably on his side of the sofa.

“So I’m gonna head out.”

“Are you sure? We were gonna play a game,” Maya pouted

“Nah, I’m a little faded.”

“All the more reason you shouldn’t leave.” Maya crawled over to Daveed’s side of the sofa. Daveed frowned, why the hell wasn’t Rafa saying anything, Daveed visibly gulped when Maya straddled him.

“Your mouth says you want to leave, but something else is telling me differently.”

“Rafa, what the fuck?!”

“Stay…Daveed, I want you to…for me. I’ll say please,” Maya leaned in close by his ear “and other things.” She whispered, Daveed chuckled nervously

“Raf!”

“Maya and I have been talking and we want to do this with you. If you want.” Daveed would be lying if he didn’t say he thought it about…plenty of times…late at night…last night. He never acted on it because he didn’t want to jeopardize his friendship with Rafa and his relationship with Maya.

“No strings attached?”

“We can make this a regular thing if you want,” Maya offered eagerly.

“You better give her an answer soon, Diggs.” Rafael teased as he handed Daveed the blunt. Daveed took a large inhale, fuck it.

“Can I be a good girl for you, Daddy?” Maya asked as she began to slowly grind against Daveed,

“Fuck, I think I should be asking you that,” Daveed hands went to Maya’s waist to control her movements

“Are you gonna be a good girl for both of us?”

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Source • @ johntanstyling DAVEED + THE KELLY CLARKSON SHOW + AMIRI. DAVEED is a guest on today (4.20.2023) episode of THE KELLY CLARKSON SHOW promoting Season 2 of STARZ’s BLINDSPOTTING. DAVEED is wearing a blue repeat sweater, trouser and off-white MA1 sneakers, all by AMIRI by MIKE AMIRI (SS2023). Styling by DAVEED and @ johntanstyling

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nikole-witha-k · 1 year

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Done brought me out of hibernation 😳😩😂

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nikole-witha-k · 1 year

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OMG! I love it! Especially reader tryna be slick 😂

So freakin cute! 🥰💕💕💕

Shopping List

Paring: Daveed Diggs x Black!Reader

Rating: All can engage

Summary: Daveed asks Reader for a shopping list

AN: A quick little Drabble I missed Family Man Daveed

Family is Everything Masterlist

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Yay! So excited to see an update for this story! And you of course, did not disappoint!

However, me and Shaun/Marvin bout to square up! I’m sick of his shit!

I’m curious to see who Tierra was trying to call, and why the number isn’t available

Great read!!!!

Gym Rats

Chapter 6- Disconnected

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Black!Reader (Tierra Wright)

Chapter Rating: 18+ M for strong language throughout, implied smut, and dubious non-con

Series Rating: M for language, sexual situations, masturbation, alcohol, and drug use. 18+ MINORS DNI

Chapter Summary: Tierra's relationship with Shaun starts to affect her personal life.

Word Count: 2.6K

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

“What do you mean we can’t break up? It’s not even fucking real!” Tierra exclaimed to her manager

“Look as soon as you guys dropped the song, we submitted it to the Grammys and you guys are on the shortlist. So, you two break up now and you can kiss the Grammys goodbye.” Julie explained Tierra rolled her eyes she hasn’t talked to Shaun since that night at the club and she doesn’t plan on talking to him anytime soon.

“Julie, promise me that after all of this is done, we can ‘break up’?”

“Maybe, we’ll talk about it when the time comes.” Tierra scoffed not satisfied with that answer but decided to drop it, she didn't want to keep beating a dead horse.

“Fine, what’s next on the agenda?” Tierra pressed, ready to leave this meeting

“Uh don’t forget the music video shoot for the song is tomorrow you need to be on set by 6:00 AM. Also, we need you to vlog the video shoot I got you a partnership with Neutrogena.”

“Julie, when were you gonna say something? I don’t even use Neutrogena.”

“I just told you, didn’t I?” Tierra scoffed in annoyance

“Also, this morning we just got word from the VMA’s they want you guys to perform the song this weekend. Taylor Swift dropped out and they needed a replacement.”

“So, I’m a second option?”

“Tierra you lucky you’re even an option at all. If you weren’t dating Shaun no one would want you on their stage and that’s the truth.” Julie said harshly

“Wow,” Tierra scoffed

“Tierra, that’s not what I meant.” Tierra ignored Julie as she gathered her things “Tierra! Come on,”

“I have to do some reshoots for black-ish. I’ll see you at the video shoot tomorrow.”

Tierra sat on set looking over the new script, Kenya had the “great idea” of doing a scene where Rainbow and Dre catch her character and Johan together in bed. Tierra couldn’t get her head straight; she was still upset over her meeting with Julie.

“What’s wrong, miss your boyfriend?” Daveed smirked as he walked past her

“Daveed, I don’t have time for your shit today.” She snapped; Daveed raised his hands in defense

“Wow, just trying to make conversation.”

“Didn’t want one,”

“The fuck is your problem?”

“Didn’t you tell me to leave you alone, maybe you should take your own advice?” Tierra turned away and joined the rest of the crew as they listened to the director.

“Alright so for this scene, it’s really quick we’re adding it to the end of the Sister, Sister episode.” The director set the scene, but the only thing Tierra could think about is Shaun, he’s tried calling her, but she’s been ignoring him since the weekend.

“Tierra?” Daveed called out to you

“Huh, what?”

“They need you in wardrobe.” She nodded before quickly walking off the set. Wardrobe didn’t take long she was only wearing a flesh-tone tube top with matching shorts. She went back to her trailer to drop off her phone and when she walked inside Shaun was sitting on the sofa. He looked at Tierra with a soft smile on his face, and when she didn’t return it, he cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Hey, babe.”

“What are you doing here?” She asked

“I wanted to talk.”

“How did you even get in here?”

“Girl, you know who I am,” He said smugly

“I’m working, Marvin.”

“Damn, you still calling me Marvin?” He joked

“You lucky I don’t call Security,” She challenged

“Aight, aight, aight, I’m being a jackass. I’m sorry, can we just pretend nothing happened,”

“No, Marvin we can’t just act as if nothing happened. Look I have to go back to work, they need me on set.” Tierra turned to leave but Marvin grabbed her wrist, causing her to jerk back.

“Why you in such a hurry? Trying to see Daveed?” Marvin accused with his face dangerously close to hers, that’s when Tierra got a whiff of his breath

“Have you been drinking?”

“Is that why you haven’t been answering my calls? You fuckin him already!” Marvin yelled Tierra shushed him

“Can you shut the fuck up before someone hears you!” Tierra said forcefully, truthfully, she was starting to get nervous as his grip on her tightened.

“Marvin let me go!”

“No, we gonna have this conversation now,” Just then Heavy knocks were at her trailer door, and before Tierra could respond, the door opened to reveal Anthony Anderson and Laurence Fishbourne. Marvin instantly let Tierra go and they sprung away from each other. The two men glared at Marvin

“Everything okay in here?” Laurence questioned

“Yeah, we good.” Marvin snapped,

“He was asking Tierra,” Anthony stressed he then looked at Tierra waiting for her answer.

“I’m fine, Anthony, I promise. We were just talking,” She insisted

“Well, they need you on set,” Anthony said not taking his eyes off Marvin “now.”

“Okay, I’ll be there in a minute,”

“We’ll walk together,” Laurence insisted, Tierra looked at Marvin before quickly leaving her trailer and following Anthony and Laurence to set.

“You sure you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“Do you want us to make him leave?” Laurence offered

“No, it’s fine guys, really. We were just having a discussion.” She pressed, sensing that she didn’t want to talk about it further they dropped the topic.

“Thanks for tonight, Johan I had fun,” Melody said as she played with Johan’s hair

“Are you thanking me for sex?” Johan questioned genuinely confused

“No! Moron, for the date, this was just a bonus.” She flirted

“We’re back home Corbin Bleu” The sound of Andre’s voice startled them

“I thought you said they were going out for dinner!” Melody whispered loudly

“They’re back earlier, hide.” Melody quickly dipped beneath the covers the door opened and Rainbow’s smile flattered

“Oh, I’m sorry, I thought you were still up.”

“Yep, I’m asleep, no, I’m not asleep obviously, my eyes are still open. I am about to fall asleep.” Rainbow frowned

“Why are you acting so weird?”

“Acting weird? You usin’ drugs in my house Hippie?” Andre accused approaching the guest room. Johan groaned inwardly why is everyone coming to his room?

“No, I’m just tired long day.” He insisted with nervousness, Andre examined the room and could clearly see someone was hiding next to Johan.

“You got some floozy in my house!”

“What?”

“Who is that next to you?”

“Is it Ruby?” Rainbow whispered

“What?! You corrupted my Mama! Mama!”

“Boy, I’m right here, what’s wrong?”

“What, you ain’t sleep with Johan?”

“I wish,” She said winking at Johan.

“Then who’s that?” Rainbow asked, Melody meekly poked her head from underneath the covers earning a gasp from everyone.

“Melody?” Andre cracked, Rainbow smirked, and Ruby glared at the girl next to “Her” Johan.

“Hi,”

“And CUT! That was great guys, I think we got in the first take, for safety let’s do it one more time.” Tierra was going back to her position when she caught Daveed looking at her.

“What?”

“Your wrist,” he said quietly

“Huh?”

“Your wrist, there’s a bruise.” Tierra looked down and went wide-eyed sure enough there was already a bruise forming from when Marvin grabbed her earlier

“Oh,”

“You okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“Tierra—”

“I said I’m fine.”

“Places!”

After shooting the scene, Tierra rushed back to wardrobe and then her trailer. She wasn’t surprised to see Marvin there, he was sleeping. Tierra rolled her eyes and started to gather all her things; she would wake him up when she was about to leave. She bent over to pick up her purse and she stood back up she felt hands grab her hips. She jumped and whipped her body around to see Marvin towering over her.

“Marvin, get off we have to leave.” She said ignoring his touch on her body. Marvin pulled her closer to him. Tierra tried to get out of his grasp, but he held her tighter.

“Marvin, I’m serious.”

“I missed you Tee,” He mumbled placing a kiss on her neck

“Marvin,” Marvin ignored her and kept kissing Tierra’s neck biting and nibbling on the sensitive skin along her neck. Marvin walked them back until they were on the couch. He sat down he motioned for her to join him. In the back of her mind, Tierra didn’t want to do this but maybe if she let him feel up on her for a minute, he’ll be fine then they can leave.

Tierra straddled him and pulled his face closer for a deep passionate kiss. Marvin's hands dipped underneath her shirt, caressing her back he started to pull her shirt off when Tierra pulled away

“What?” Marvin breathed

“I don’t wanna do this here,” Tierra said

“Come on babe, I’m so hard, just a quickie,”

“Marvin I—” Marvin cut her off with a kiss

“You said you saw a bruise?” Anthony asked Daveed

“Yeah, it was on her wrist, she kept saying that she was fine but…” He trailed on

“Is that jackass still here?” Laurence questioned walking over to the two men.

“I think so, let’s make sure they good. We can walk her to her car,” The three men approached her trailer, Anthony went to knock when they heard a loud moan. Anthony and Laurence cleared their throats embarrassed, while Daveed rolled his in annoyance

“She’s obviously fine,” He muttered before walking away

Tierra breathed heavily as she lay against Marvin’s chest, she got up and started to get dressed. She thought she would feel better, but she felt worse.

“What you doing later?”

“Um, nothing some writing and I gotta do a Vlog.”

“Wanna come over, we can go to the video shoot together.”

“I don’t have any clothes.”

“You not gonna need any,” Marvin said with a smirk, two weeks ago that would’ve sent shivers down Tierra’s spine, but now it makes her feel disgusted

“Thanks, but I have to do this Vlog. They sent the products to my apartment.” Marvin scoffed

“Aight,” He said annoyed

“The fuck is your problem?” Tierra asked fed up

“I ain’t got a problem,”

“Oh, so just because we fucked, I’m supposed to do whatever you say?”

“Don’t be putting words in my mouth I ain’t say that!”

“You don’t have to say it!” Tierra grabbed her bags and stormed out of the trailer; Marvin close on her heels behind her

“Tierra!” She ignored her “boyfriend” and continued her stride to her car

“Tierra! Bitch I know you hear me callin’ your name!” That made Tierra whip her body around to face him

“Who the fuck you talking to like that?” She demanded

“I’m talking to you!”

“I’m not one of your little hoe ass groupies, you not gonna talk to me like that!”

“I talk to you however I wanna talk to you!”

“Fuck you Marvin, don’t fucking follow me!” Tierra went to open her car door when Marvin got in front of her and closed it

“Marvin get the hell out of my way!”

“Everything okay?” A security guard asked

“Yeah, we good Mall Cop go on back to your station,” Marvin said dismissively

“Excuse me?”

“We’re good Joe, we’re just leaving.” Tierra pushed past Marvin and got in her car he was still standing outside looking at her expectantly

“What the fuck you want now? You want me to suck your dick in the parking lot?”

“I need a ride,” He mumbled

“What?”

“I said I need a ride,”

“I know you fuckin lyin, Nigga how the fuck you get here?”

“I got an Uber,”

“Pay for another one,”

“Tierra, come on.”

Tierra was silent the entire drive back to her apartment she doesn’t know what compelled her to give Marvin a ride to his house. She wish she didn’t let him convince her to go inside but then one thing led to another and here she is driving home at 3 in the morning. She tiredly got out of the car wanting nothing more than to take a shower.

When she got out of the elevator on her floor, she was grateful to not see Daveed, he was probably out, and she wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. She dragged her feet throughout her apartment and fell onto the bed exhausted and went straight to sleep she had to be at the music video shoot early in the morning.

The next morning Tierra tiredly sat in the makeup chair on the set of the music video. Her call time was the ungodly hour of 6 AM. The video has an Afro-futuristic vibe to it, Shaun ordered a streaming service that comes with an AI female robot which is where Tierra comes in. Then she ends up pulling him into the TV screen and seduces him, hence the early call time she had a very detailed makeup look for the video, Tierra had been sitting in the chair for almost an hour and a half and she still wasn’t even being close to done.

“Good Morning Sleeping Beauty!” Julie said loudly coming into the trailer, Tierra ignored her manager and kept scrolling on her social media.

“Morning, Tierra.”

“Good Morning,” Tierra said flatly

“You wanna know what I saw this morning on Instagram?”

“No,”

“I’m gonna tell you anyway. You know, of course, the Kardashians post every day, Everyone hates Jay-Z for cheating on Beyonce, and The Shade Room had some gossip on Ray J and his wife or whatever, but what I didn’t see was the fucking Neutrogena vlog I asked you to do, not even on your YouTube page.” Julie said angrily, Tierra sighed

“I forgot, I’m sorry Julie. I got home late after leaving Shaun’s—”

"Oh, so you were at Shaun's I thought you wanted me to end everything?" Julie asked accusingly

"It's not like that--"

“I don’t want an excuse Tierra, you need to post two videos when you leave today. Don’t fuck this up!” Julie said before she stormed away

Tierra avoided Shaun as much as she could while on set and didn’t talk to him unless she had to which was limited to “Excuse me” or a simple nod. Tierra sat on Shaun’s lap while they listened to the scene that the director was setting up. Tierra tuned him out trying to think of anything else than what she was currently doing.

“Tierra? You ready?” Slightly embarrassed that she zoned out, she nodded her head.

“Playback music and ACTION!”

Tierra lip-synched the words to the song while she danced on Shaun’s lap. His hands roamed over her body which didn’t bother her too much it was for the video but it was when he started to openly grope her in front of everyone on the set. She chose to ignore it at the moment and continue the scene. It wasn’t until he moaned in her ear that she broke and quickly hopped off his lap.

“Tierra, what’s wrong?” the director asked upset at her breaking the scene. She looked at the many faces behind the camera and could see the irritated looks.

“Nothing I uh,”

“It’s alright Bill, that was my bad,” Shaun smirked causing some of the men to laugh. Tierra held back an eye roll annoyed and wanting nothing more than to get this over with.

All Tierra wanted to do was get in her bed, her phone dinged for what must’ve been the 100th time today. All of them from Julie about the reminder to do the Vlog. At this point, Tierra could care less about the Vlog matter of fact she could care less about everything right now. She closed all her blinds, grateful for the blackout shades. She felt so used after dealing with the shit Marvin has been putting her through from the club, the black-ish shoot, and then today for the video. Tierra wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. She doesn’t know how much longer she can keep the façade up.

She got into bed and pulled out her phone to call the one person she knew would make her feel better. She clicked on the name and hoped that she would receive the ringtone back

“I’m sorry the number you are trying to reach is no longer available. Please hang up and try again. Thank you.”

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I love this so, so much! So happy to read a sequel to one of my favorite stories. And it was well worth the wait! I just love Caramel & Lee together.

I was so disappointed in her parents though! I’m not surprised of their reaction, given the time, but the lack of support is really sad for her. Hopefully they’ve changed their attitudes and are a part of the babies lives. Either way, it’s great that she’s got Lee! With a man that supportive, she doesn’t need to be bothered with anyone that’s got an issue with her or her family!

Love their love ❤️ love their family❤️ love it all❤️ such a great read!

Day 1:

Oh Sheriff - Part II

Lee Bodecker x black!female reader

Warnings: 18+ only!!! Contains: smut, racism, reverse racism (?), disapproving parents, wedding, pregnancy, toddler, office sex, semi public sex, daddy kink, I hope that’s it

Please don’t copy or repost my work, thanks! Plagiarism is rude

Comments, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated ☺️

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“Here you go. ‘Dinosaurs and mammals of the Jurassic Period’,” you recite as you hand the book to the little girl eager to learn more about the newest school subject. You can’t help but smile as she rushes off to a table by the window.

“Ma’am, I’m afraid I’ve lost my book,” a familiar voice drawls from behind you.

“Well, sheriff, the penalty is a $2 fine,” you smile, tucking away a couple books from the go back rack. You know good and well he hasn’t checked out a book since he was a boy.

“Is there any other way to pay that back?” Lee asks wrapping his strong arms around your waist from behind. You giggle as his nose brushes against your ear only for him to whisper, “Maybe I can eat you out for a couple of hours. Would that make me even?”

“Lee,” you hiss unable to keep the smile off your face while you try to be upset with him. He’s in his full uniform, taking a break from running calls to harass his favorite librarian.

“Three hours?” He smirks before pulling your skirt up just a fraction of an inch. It was quiet in library. A majority of the kids had gone home. The girl you just found the book for was there with her mother while she used the newspapers to go through the wanted ads. And a group of teenagers were still upstairs studying but that was all.

Leaving you and your sheriff relatively alone among the book laden shelves.

His hand roams up your blouse to cup your breast, pinching the nipple to an erect point through your clothes before gathering a little more of your skirt.

“Four hours and that’s my final offer,” Lee whispers as you suppress a moan. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he chuckles and his hand has finally cleared your skirt so a roaming finger can trace your slit. “Missed you today, caramel.” He presses a kiss to your temple then just behind your ear then your jaw, all the spots that make you squirm in his grip.

“You miss me everyday, Lee,” you breathe trying to keep your voice down.

He hums in you ear sending vibrations through your entire body. “Today in particular.” His fingers curl around your underwear and feel the slick gathering in your folds. “Johnson’s planing on proposing to his girl and they’ve been together for a shorter time than us,” he laments as he flicks your clit.

“Wh-what’s stopping you from asking me then?”you ask as Lee presses into your core and curls his fingers into that spot leaving you limp in his arms. He clamps the hand that was fondling your breast around your mouth just in time to catch your moan. “Gotta meet the man you called ‘daddy’ before you met me.” He continues to finger you relentlessly while blocking your moans. He tucks a second finger into you and you feel like you’re about to explode. “Can you set up a meeting for us? Dinner are my place, maybe? God, you know I love to see you looking domestic in my kitchen.” He removes his hand long enough for you to moan out ‘yes, Lee’ a little too loudly. “That feels so good you can’t even contain yourself,” he smiles as you pant against his hand trying to catch your breath but he’s doing things to you that make you feel like you might break. Oh god you’re close! Every limb feels sensitive as you grip Lee’s forearm that’s clamped over your mouth. Your hips thrust against his hand chasing your high begging him in your mind to get you there and soon. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me, caramel,” Lee hisses just for him to reach his thumb out and rub another circle into your sensitive bud. You let out a muffled cry as your core finally bursts.

You collapses against the man behind you and he catches you against his chest. “Good girl. So good for me,” he praises while kissing your temple. He pulls his fingers from you and presses them to your now uncovered lips. You suck them off, tasting yourself with a soft groan of satisfaction. He finally spins you in his grasp to kiss you fiercely while you recover from your high. “You’ll call your folks? Tonight?”

You nod numbly, curling into his chest for comfort.

“You want me to come over tonight?” You nod again. “My fingers weren’t enough for you?” You smile.

“They were plenty but I want you.” You hum and press another kiss to his lips.

“I gotta get back to work.” You shake your head ‘no’ making him smile. “You’re gonna make such a pretty little wife. Can’t wait to come home to you every night.” You giggle and kiss him one last time.

“Love you,” you whisper.

“Love you more,” Lee mutters against your lips before pulling away. “Walk me out?” You nod and take his hand. It all became easier once you stopped worrying about how the general population looked upon your relationship. Johnathan’s girl, Nichelle, moved into an apartment in the city center bringing the colored population up to a rousing two. And now it seemed like she was going to be here to stay. You knew she’d say yes. Those two were so cute together. He’d bring her to the station and let her work the radio or take her out in his cruiser when he was on patrol.

You looked to the new couple for validation. Johnathan was just a regular street deputy so he didn’t have to worry about the town’s idea of his relationship. You wished it was that easy.

Must be nice to not have the local population in all of your business.

And you still hadn’t told your family.

They knew you were with someone and it was pretty serious but they didn’t know he was much older than you, or that he was the sheriff, or that he’d been divorced.

And they definitely didn’t know he was white.

You don’t know what they’ll think! It’s never been an issue. You grandma married a man fifteen years her senior and they were happy for years until he passed away. Your cousin was a police officer in Chicago. Your aunt and uncle got divorced but still raised their kids together.

But no one had ever brought home a white person…

You groan internally and try to envision how this conversation will go. ‘I want you to meet my boyfriend. He’s the sheriff and only a couple of years younger than dad. Also he’s white.’

Ugh! You don’t have the energy for this! You find a coloring book of dinosaurs and photocopy a few pages for the little girl currently making roaring noises to her stuffed bear and hand them to her with a box of crayons.

“Oh, thank you!” She cries getting her mom’s attention.

“You’re a life saver,” the woman sighs watching her daughter for a moment. “You know, the sheriff never had kids with his old wife.”

“Yeah?” You whisper knowing full well that she wouldn’t put out enough to make a baby in the first place.

“Her class is always so excited for library day. You do wonders with these kids. You’ll make a good mom.”

“Thank you,” you smile.

“And you seem to make him pretty happy. I’ve never seen a man so eager get his girl off with nothing in return.” Your face heats. Oh lord, she saw? She heard? “Don’t worry. It’s our secret.”

“Thank you,” you repeat. “I’ll let you get back to it,” you smile and retreat to the comfort of your desk.

And the prospect of a looming conversation.

You return home to find Lee parked in your driveway, still in uniform, waiting for you with a paper bag on his trunk.

“I brought dinner,” he mumbles around his cigarette.

“You didn’t have to,” you smile and press a kiss to his lips.

“Yeah, well, I wanted to talk.”

“So talk,” you sigh unlocking the front door to be greeted by your cat. You bend down to pick him up while slipping off your shoes and Lee follows suit.

“I feel like I’m putting a lot on you. To tell your parents. To get married. I haven’t really asked how you feel.”

The statement takes you by surprise as he makes his way to the kitchen.

“Do you think I want something else? Someone else?” You ask placing the cat at your feet to follow your boyfriend.

“Well, shit. It’s not all that….maybe it is all that. I just want to be sure you want this. You want me.”

“Lee,” you smile up at him, wrapping your arms around his waist comfortably. “I want you. You’re the first man I’ve ever wanted. I’m just a little scared to tell my folks about you.”

“You embarrassed?”

“What do I have to be embarrassed about?” You giggle. “You’re perfect. The perfect gentleman and, god, you can destroy me anytime you want,” you moan making him chuckle. “I’m not embarrassed. Just…worried.”

“I want to be here for you,” Lee sighs, his hands tracing your hips. “No matter what happens, I love you. I’m here for you.” You nod and immediately go to your phone on the wall. Lee wraps his arms around your waist while it rings in your ear. You take a settling breath while he curls himself over you. “My good girl,” he whispers just as the ringing stops.

“Hello?”

“Ma!” You smile recognizing the voice.

“Hi, sweetheart! How’s it going out there?”

“I’m fine but, um, I wanted to ask you guys to come visit. Is pa there?”

“Yeah. Pa! Your baby girl is on the phone! He’s coming. Is this about that boy you’re seeing?”

You worry your bottom lip. “Yeah, kinda,” you trail.

“Hey, baby girl,” your dad greets taking the phone from your mom.

“Hey, pa, um, so I was wondering if you and ma would make a trip up here when you have some time.”

“Of course, of course. Is there a problem?”

“No, I just want you to meet someone.”

“It’s that boy she’s talking to,” you hear your mom in the background.

“You want us to meet your little boyfriend?” You look up at the ‘little boyfriend’ in question and smile.

“Yeah,” you whisper. “I want you to meet him. We were talking and he said he’ll host dinner at his place.”

“Well ain’t that sweet? Our little girl is finally settling down,” your dad notes making your face heat. “How’s this weekend?”

You glance back up at Lee and he nods an affirmative. “This weekend’s perfect,” you smile. “The boys coming too?”

“Maybe James but I don’t know about those other two,” your mom says taking over the conversation.

“I just want to know how much to cook for.”

“We’ll get back to you before Friday,” your mom assures you.

“Alright. Thank you. I love you all.”

“We love you, too, baby,” you mom replies.

“We love you, sweetheart,” you dad calls. You say your goodbyes and hang up the phone.

“Was that so hard?” Lee purrs pulling you a little closer. You level a look at him knowing the hard part had yet to come. “Oh don’t give me that face,” he smirks and pulls you into a kiss. “We’re gonna eat then we’re going to fuck and I’m going to take your mind completely off of this.” You lift a skeptical brow at him. “You know I’m good for it.” It was true. He was good at fucking your troubles away.

“I should’ve just told them over the phone,” you muse.

“Call ‘em back then,” Lee sighs and walks over to the table knowing you won’t do it and earning a glare from you. He holds out his hand for you and you instantly go to him. “You won’t do it because you know everything will be fine. Now sit down so we can eat then I can have my dessert.” You suppress a smile before taking the spot across from him.

He stays true to his word and you forget all about it. Until Saturday morning. Until your nerves made you throw up your breakfast. Until you show up at his house with a bag of groceries.

“Caramel, you look like you’re about to have a conniption,” Lee greets taking the bag from you.

“I think I am,” you sigh, stepping out of your heels. “Lee, I don’t know if I can do this.”

“Too late. Your parents have probably already packed up the car. Can’t call it off now.” You groan and drop your face into his chest. He was right. Plus you wanted to be his wife. You wanted to be his.

He’s traditional. He wants to respect you and your family. He wants to do this right.

“Come on. I’m going to finish getting the house cleaned up then I’ll come help you.” You nod and make yourself comfortable in the kitchen. It’s easy. Over the couple of months you’ve spent dating, you’d made several meals in this kitchen. Brought over your own supplies and seasonings. It didn’t get much use since Lee’s ex left so it’s yours to do with how you wished. You sigh as you can’t help but think you’d soon start making every meal in this kitchen. You imagine your kitten chasing his toys across the tile while a baby bangs on a pot at your feet.

All you had to do was introduce him to your family first.

You tuck a chicken into the oven just as Lee steps into your borrowed domain.

“How’s it going in here?” He questions wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and nuzzling his face in your neck.

You giggle at his stubble tickling your skin. “Just about to start dessert.”

“Mmmm I know all about that one,” Lee hums into your skin before kissing your neck.

“Do you?” You smile.

“Don’t ask me shit about making a roast or a casserole, but dessert is my specialty. And I’ve got the best ingredient right here.”

“Lee,” you giggle knowing exactly what he’s up to. “I have to finish this.”

“Just a taste, caramel? To hold me over til dinner?” His hands roam up your skirt and press your panties down your hips. You let out a soft whimper as his kisses along your neck get rougher.

“Lee,” you whine. “Help me with this and I’ll be done faster,” you insist.

“Fine,” he groans. “But I’m keeping these.” He bends down to take your panties from around your ankles and twirls them around his finger.

“You’re terrible,” you giggle.

“Your panties say otherwise,” he smirks showing off the trail of slick you left in the crotch of your underwear before tucking them in his pocket. You feel your face heat and you instead focus on your cake. Lee helps measure and stir and soon it’s in the oven next to your chicken.

The second you stand up from placing the pan in the oven, Lee lifts you into his arms sending you into a fit of laughter. “We have some unfinished business to attend to,” he smiles spanking you and placing you on the kitchen counter.

His lips trace the column of your throat. “You brought an extra dress, didn’t you?”

“Yes, sheriff,” you sigh when he grips your thighs.

“Good. This one’s gonna get wrinkled.” He pushes you back across the counter, lifting your legs to have better access to your dripping pussy. His tongue wiggles it’s way between your folds leaving you gasping. You fall back on your elbows and let him eat his fill. He’s so good with that tongue.

The noises he causes you to make should be criminal but he was the law around here. He would know. You bite your lip to stifle a heavy moan but you feel the bite of his hand into your thigh that makes you gasp. “Told you I wanna hear all of it,” Lee grunts into your mound.

“Y-yes, sheriff,” you whimper.

“Good girl.” He presses kisses from your mound to your belly, letting his fingers take his tongue’s place. “So good for me. You wanna let me in, sweet girl?”

You nod widening your legs a little more to allow for his girth. “Want you screaming for me first,” Lee sighs and unbuttons the front of your dress with one hand, exposing your cleavage. You’re too distracted by his wondering hand to notice what he’s doing inside you.

“Eeeh! Lee!” You cry as her works the pads of his fingers against that spot.

“That’s it,” he smirks before pressing a kiss between your breasts. You whimper a string of pleas as he works your insides. He knows your body so well. He found spots in you that you didn’t even know existed and here he was playing you like his favorite instrument.

“MmmmmgnhLee! Lee-ahh! I’m gonna! I’m!” You feel the dam inside you break as you let loose a high pitched scream. “I-I-ahhh!” You pant as he continues to stimulate you through your orgasm. “P-please! Pleaeeee!” You feel something shoot from you that your can’t control.

“I knew you had it in you, caramel,” Lee chuckles and finally removes his fingers slowly but you still feel raw.

“Wha-what did you do?” You gasp pressing yourself up to see your boyfriend.

He shows you his soaked hand before licking a strip from the base of his index and middle finger to their tips. “Made you squirt, my little caramel delight.”

“That came from me?” You cry in embarrassment.

“Sure did. And it’s fucking delicious.” Your face heats as you attempt to shy away but Lee captures your lips in a kiss, undoing his belt buckle and sliding his pants down in a matter of seconds. His penis slips into you so easily that you whine against his lips but he just shushes you.

“Fuck, you feel so good. Gonna fill you up with me, sweet girl. Can’t wait until you’re big and round with my baby.”

“Lee,” you whine at his filthy words. He normally wears condoms but they’ve become so optional lately. Not by choice but you two keep getting caught up in the moment. But once or twice won’t hurt, right?

At least that’s what you told yourself.

“Tell me you don’t want me to knock you up and I’ll stop right now,” he grunts into the bend of your neck.

But you can’t deny him. “Fuck, I want your baby!” You scream.

“That’s what I thought. Gripping the shit out of me. Your body definitely wants my baby!” You whimper at his words and cling to his shoulders desperately on the verge of another orgasm.

“Please, Lee! Please, please, please! Give it to me! Claim me!”

“Whatever you want, caramel,” Lee groans as his thrusts become faster and more erratic. You let loose another high pitched scream as you come around him just in time for his seed to pump into your core. “Fuck,” Lee moans and presses a kiss to your forehead. “You okay?” You nod letting out a shaky exhale. “Want me to pull out?” You shake your head adamantly tugging him closer to you. Lee only lets out a soft laugh and pulls you into his arms. “Let’s go lay down for a minute.” You nod again and let him carry you to the couch.

You jump awake from Lee’s embrace at the sound of buzzing from the kitchen. He still slept soundly under you. He looks so comfortable. You just want to curl back into him but you knew the buzzing would soon wake him up, too. You go to the kitchen to remove your items from the oven and finish up the rest of your meal. You finish mashing potatoes and make sure they’re well seasoned and buttered before waking up your man.

“Lee, honey?” You call over the couch before you go to make room to sit on it’s edge. “Lee?” He lets out a sputtered snore before stretching. “Hey,” you smile, “It’s time to wake up.”

“Anything you want, sweetness,” he yawns. You could just kiss him.

“We need to go change,” you rationalize instead, taking in the state of both your clothes.

“Alright,” he groans. You take his hand and lead him upstairs to his room then attempt to keep your hands to yourself as you change into a new pair of underwear and dress.

“I got you something I was hoping you’d wear tonight,” Lee announces as you attempt to zip yourself up. He stops you and pulls the zipper up your back before draping something around your neck. You touch what feels like jewelry before he releases you to look at it in the mirror. A stunning silver tennis necklace rest around your collar and you almost cry.

“Oh, Lee! It’s beautiful!” You finger the piece for a second before rushing him into a hug. “I love it! You didn’t have to,” you whisper.

“Just something to show your folks I’m serious about you.” And like clockwork you hear a car pull up to the house outside. You stiffen in his arms and he pats your head in return. “Don’t clam up on me now. Moment of truth.” He peeks out the window to see your brother’s Ford. “Looks like your bothers came,” he trails as you rush to make sure your hair and makeup don’t look like all the events of this morning transpired.

“I’d say they’ll try to give you the third degree but I doubt they’ll get passed the front door without cracking.”

“You look beautiful,” Lee insists tugging you to the door. “Come on.”

You follow him downstairs and he opens the door before there’s even a knock to reveal your two brothers.

They look absolutely shocked staring at Lee. A minute of silence passes between the three of them and you can’t help but stand by and watch it play out. “I’m sorry, sir. We’re trying to meet our sister. You wouldn’t happen to know where 1750 Meadowland Ln is?”

Lee smirks in amusement. “You’ve got the right place. This the sister you’re looking for?” He steps aside revealing you and they instantly light up but you can see the gears working in their heads as soon as they register what’s going on.

“He’s white?” John barks at you.

“Told you,” you smirk at Lee. “James. John. This is Lee,” you introduce the men stiffly.

Lee holds out a hand. “Nice to finally meet you. Your sister talks mighty highly of you two.”

“We’ve heard quite a bit about you, too, sir. Not enough, obviously,” James says pointedly at you, always the more mature one of the two, while shaking Lee’s hand.

“Ma and pa are gonna kill you,” John snickers.

You swat his arm and usher them inside. “Take off your shoes. Lee just vacuumed. Where are they anyway? I told them not to bring anything.”

“You know your parents,” John sighs bending down to undo his shoes. “Ma brought biscuits and gravy and pa’s giving your car a check up.”

Lee just laughs and slips on some loafers before tugging you outside.

“Pa, what are you doing?” You laugh seeing your dad waist deep in your car’s hood.

“You getting an oil change every three months like I told you?”

“Changed it myself two weeks ago,” Lee pipes up. Your mother notices him first and almost drops the casserole dish she’s holding as she stares at the man who’s hands are gripping your shoulders.

“This engine block looks spotless,” comes your father’s muffled reply.

“Pa,” you mother pats his back trying to get his attention. She repeats herself. “You should really get out of that car and say ‘hi’ to your daughter.” You father finally dislodges himself for the vehicle, “What could possibly be so important-“ His gaze meets yours, then Lee’s then back to you. A forced smile covers his features before stepping up to the two of you. “You must be Lee. Nice to meet you, son.”

“The pleasure is all mine.”

You escape Lee’s grip to take the dish from your mother. “A little warning would’ve been nice,” she mutters to you before pressing a kiss to your cheek. You cringe at the statement but take the dish anyway.

She rushes over to greet Lee with a hug. “I’m so excited to finally meet you! It’s nice to put a face to a name.”

Lee tucks her arm in his and leads her to the house leaving you to walk with your father. He gives you an odd look, one that tells you you’re going to have a serious talk later but you just smile up at him. “I’m so happy you’re here. I missed y’all.”

“Missed you, too, sweetpea.” He presses a kiss to your temple.

“How hard did you have to fight to get Johnny here?”

Your dad snorts out a laugh. “John was more curious than anything. Jacob wanted to be here but he’s got a new round of recruits to destroy.” You smirk at your brother’s abuse of authority after his promotion in the army. He spent his whole life as your eldest brother ordering the three of you around and found his perfect fit as a staff sergeant. You doubt he’ll bother to promote.

“Oh, Lee, your home is beautiful,” your mother smiles looking around.

“Why, thank you, ma’am. Let me give you a tour.”

“Call me Jess,” your mom insists calling your father to follow them to the yard. “A pool?” You hear her exclaim making you smile. Your brothers on the other hand follow you to the kitchen.

“I knew this neighborhood was too white,” James grins inspecting your chicken leaving you to slap his hand away after you place your mother’s dish in the oven to reheat it.

“All the neighborhoods are white in Meade,” you sigh handing them each a stack of plates and silverware and showing them to the dinning room.

“But this one is…,” John trails looking out the window to see the neighbors across the street peaking out their window.

“We aren’t in Tennessee. Let’s just say that,” James sighs.

“Well, you’re safe here,” you smile.

“Why? What’s he do?”

“He’s the sheriff.”

“He’s a cop, too?” James gasps. “There’s no way his boss is gonna let you marry him.”

“He’s not a cop,” you correct. “He’s the sheriff.”

“How the fuck did you get in bed with the sheriff?” John hisses.

“Well, being the only black person in Knockemstiff, I got the cops called on me quite a bit. That’s how we met.”

“That’s insane,” John breathes. “He got some kind of thing for black girls?”

“No,” you giggle. “He’s sweet, if not a little rough around the edges.”

James glares at you for a moment. “You got some kind of thing for white men?”

Your face heats at the accusation. “No,” you laugh, brushing him off.

“Mmmhmm,” James gives you a drawn out hum.

“You know our sister. She’s always wanted a white knight,” John smirks. “She reads too many fantasy books.”

“For all we know, his grandpa could’ve owned our grandpa.” You frown at James’ words but just focus on the table, straightening the silverware your brothers put down.

“What’s got y’all so quiet in here?” Lee asks, wrapping his arms around your waist as the three older people enter the dinning room.

“Nothing,” you squeak. “Y’all hungry?” Lee hums an affirmative in your ear before pressing a kiss to your neck. “Ma, can you help me with the chicken?”

“Of course, sweetpea.” Your mom follows you to the kitchen. “Lee seems nice,” she reveals once you’re alone. She slices up your chicken with the precision of a professional while you place everything in a matching set of bowls you found in the back of Lee’s cupboards.

“He is nice,” you agree.

“Bit old.” You shrug at the comment that you’ve heard a million times. “He’s been married before?” You nod. “What happened to his last wife?”

“Unreconcilable differences. On her part.”

“Your pa isn’t happy about this one bit,” she informs you.

Your already fried nerves sizzle just a little more at the information. “Please talk to him,” you whisper.

“What makes you think I’ll do that?” Your mother scoffs incredulously.

“I love him.”

“Love does not excuse hundreds of years of history,” she frowns. “He seems to love you, too. It’s all so bizarre, you have to understand that, sweetheart. A white man and a black woman just doesn’t make sense. Now, you are a smart, beautiful girl, you can find someone within your own class.”

You hold back tears at her words, your nose runs, betraying you, forcing you to sniffle to keep yourself in check.

“Do you need a moment to compose yourself?” You nod and your mother leaves the room with the chicken.

Your eyes narrow at her retreating form.

Why was she doing this to you? You thought she’d want you to be happy. You thought all of them wanted you to be happy.

You watch Lee laugh at something James said and greet your mother like she’s carrying a bag of gold. He bites his bottom lip while she serves him a thigh and his gaze lands on you waiting in the door way. He gives you your own private grin making you return it weakly.

Well, that’s it then. You were hoping to share the information for a better occasion but this would have to suffice.

You serve your father first then Lee. “Thank you, caramel apple.” You bend down and place a kiss on his lips.

“Enjoy, handsome,” you mutter against his lips, trying to keep the sadness from tinging your voice.

“Well, you two certainly seem happy,” James smirks.

“We are happy,” you smile and take your spot to Lee’s right.

Lee bends toward you seeing your melancholy face. “What’s going on?” You just shake your head. He lets out a sigh and your father starts saying grace ending any further conversation. The meal is pleasant. The conversation is cordial. There were a lot of questions about Lee’s job, what he does exactly as sheriff.

“I’m basically a glorified complaint box,” Lee jokes. “I don’t have the authority to change much around here but I’m required to respond to them.” You smile up at him. “Ain’t much that goes on in this county. My sister’s death was the biggest scandal we’ve ever had.”

“Oh my! I’m sorry to hear that,” you mother imparts.

“No, she got wrapped up with this piece of shit. Tried to help her but she didn’t want any of that.”

“What happened?” James whispers earning a whack in the arm from John.

“You don’t have to tell us. I’m sorry for my insensitive brother.”

“It’s fine. I don’t even think I told your sister the whole story. She was, uh, picking up hitchhikers with her husband and killing ‘em and, well, doing unmentionable acts with their corpses.” You gasp and cover your mouth with your hand in shock. Why hadn’t he told you this?

“They picked up the wrong one,” Lee continues. “This boy’s a local, actually. He shot ‘em both dead. It was a fucking shit show. Everyday they were pulling bodies out of the river for a month. There are still some unaccounted for. I thought for sure I’d get kicked out of office. But I just handled it by the book. We were hardly close by the time she died so I was able to keep my feelings out of it. Still hard to lose the only family you have left.” You grip his hand, all those tears you had held back for you, fell for him. You press a kiss to his palm before whispering an ‘I love you’. A chorus of ‘sorry’s rolls around the table.

“The folks around here are odd. They do weird shit because they’re in a small town without much oversight. That’s why I kept such a close eye on your daughter. I couldn’t bare for anything to happen to her.”

“We appreciate you for that, Lee,” you father intones. He doesn’t say anything about the boy who lived here before. It does make you wonder if there’s more to that story now that you know a little bit more about this town.

You sniffle softly but attempt to stifle it to keep from drawing attention but of course Lee notices.

“Hey, come here.” He pulls you away from the table.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper to your family before following your boyfriend.

Lee leans against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms over his broad chest and levels his gaze at you.

“What’s going on?” You shake your head softly, dropping your gaze to your feet as a tear escapes your control. Lee sighs and pinches your chin so you’ll focus on him, making more tears fall from your eyes. “Oh, caramel. You can’t tell me nothing’s wrong. You’re fucking crying.”

You can’t help but smile softly before failing into his embrace. “I love you.”

“I love you more. Now, tell me what’s wrong.”

You start to shake your head again but think better of it. “They don’t like this. My ma says I should break up with you. My pa isn’t happy. My brothers are skeptical. I just-I don’t know what to do.”

Lee lets out a thoughtful hum while he squeezes you a little tighter. “You know what to do. You know exactly what you want. You just don’t want to disappoint anyone.”

He’s right. You sniffle once more and Lee pulls out a handkerchief for you to wipe your nose.

“Is there anything else you want to tell me?” You shake your head. At least not right now. You take a couple of breaths to compose yourself and take him back to the dinning room with your caramel cake.

You both sit back down with four sets of eyes on you while you slice up equal pieces.

“Ma. Pa,” you start as you hand out the slices. “I know you aren’t happy with my choice in partners but I am. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been with Lee. He makes me laugh and keeps me safe and comfortable. I don’t plan on leaving him because you don’t approve.” You set a slice of cake in front of Lee and meet his gaze. “Especially since I’m carrying his baby.”

Hell breaks loose around you as your mother bursts into tears and your father begins shouting. John starts laughing and James is in a stunned silence.

But you don’t care about any of it. All of your attention is captured by those glacier blue eyes you fell in love with.

“Caramel apple sugar plum. You better not be lying to me,” Lee warns with a small frown. You knew this would happen so you tug out the doctor’s form from your dress pocket confirming your positive pregnancy test and the estimations for how far along you were. “Six to eight weeks?” He mutters. You nod with a smile. “Good god, you’re having my baby!” You nod again giggling as he pulls you into his arms. “I love you! I love you! I love you!” He repeats while placing kisses across your face.

“I love you. So much,” you whisper between kisses.

You’re perched on the kitchen counter as Lee washes dishes. Your family left for your house hours ago. They didn’t even stay for coffee.

You accept a bowl to dry and let out a soft sigh.

“I guess we haven’t been very careful,” Lee smirks while scrubbing your mother’s casserole dish. You only smile and remember the many times he came in you without protection with the thought that ‘it’s only once. Once won’t get you pregnant’. Until once became once a week.

You stack the dishes on the drying towel next to you and wait for the next one. “I guess we should get married before you start showing.”

“Suddenly worried about appearances?” You joke.

“No bride wants to be pregnant on her wedding day,” he rationalizes. You just hum in response. “Dinner was amazing, by the way. I’m sorry your family couldn’t enjoy it.”

You let out another sigh. “They’ll come around. This will be their first grand baby after all.”

Lee passes you the last utensil and dries his hands while looking out the window above the sink. “The stars look awful pretty tonight. Let’s go look at ‘em.”

“Oh, Lee. I just want to take a shower and go to bed,” you whine.

“Come on, caramel. Just a couple of minutes.” His pale blue eyes plead up at you. You can never say no to him. You place your hands on his shoulders to lift you from the counter and you follow him outside.

The stars do look pretty. You sigh and stand at the edge of the pool watching the moon reflect on the dark water’s surface.

“You happy here, caramel?”

“You know I love this pool,” you smile before looking up at the sky.

“I mean are you happy here, with me?”

You spin to face the man before griping both of his hands. “Oh Lee, of course I’m happy with you. I feel safe and at home with you. I defied my family for you. I love you.”

“I’ve never been as happy as I’ve been with you. I was hoping to do this with your folks here but they don’t seem too pleased with me.” He lets out a soft grunt as he takes a knee in front of you. Yours eyes widen at the action. Men only get on on one knee for one thing…

“Will you do me the honor of keeping me the happiest man on earth by becoming my wife?” He pulls out a small box and tucked inside is a beautiful silver ring.

“Oh my God.” Tears pool in your eyes as you clasp your free hand over your mouth to keep your bottom lip from quivering. “Are you serious?”

“Yes, I’m serious,” Lee laughs. “Now will you marry me or did I get on the ground from nothing?”

“Yes!” You cry and fall into his arms. “Yes, Lee! A hundred times yes!” Lee lifts you to spin you almost falling into the pool and sending you both into a fit of giggles.

“Give me that hand, caramel,” Lee mutters after setting you down on your feet. He slips the ring on your finger before kissing the back of your hand. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” you grin.

“No, I love you more. End of conversation,” he laughs. “Bed?” You nod and follow him back in the house.

You should go home, make sure your parents and brothers are settled in alright. But they know where everything is. And you don’t want to leave Lee’s side. You’ll check on them in the morning. Right now, you just want to curl up with your future husband and think of baby names until you fall asleep rubbing each other’s tummies.

“How’d you hide the morning sickness?” Lee asks suddenly after you tuck your hands under his night shirt reveling in his warmth.

You hum softly in thought. “It hasn’t been too bad actually,” you sigh. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had to keep it from you for much longer though. The detergent you use on your uniforms kinda sets it off,” you admit.

“Are you serious? I was all over you last week,” he chuckles.

“And I was so brave,” you giggle. “I think I spent about five minutes dry heaving.”

He spanks you softly. “That’s for keeping secrets.”

“It was a surprise,” you insist taking his hand and putting it back on your stomach. It’s a comforting weight. “What do you want?”

“I don’t care. As long as it’s healthy,” Lee sighs. He reaches under the hem of your borrowed night shirt and places his palm on your bare skin, rubbing small circles around your belly button.

“I want a boy,” you smile shyly.

“Hm? Why’s that?”

“I don’t know. Probably because I have so many brothers. I want to raise him to be just like you.”

“He’ll be better than me,” Lee sighs and presses his forehead to yours. “Thank you, caramel.”

“For what?” You whisper cupping his face in your hands.

“For giving me the one thing I’ve always wanted.”

You smile and press a kiss to his lips. “I love you,” you breathe.

“I love you more.”

You were married two weeks later.

It was a bitch to get a license. Even though laws against interracial marriage were deemed unconstitutional, backwards Meade, Ohio had other ideas. You had to get a license all the way to the nation’s capital so you decided to make a pre wedding honeymoon out of it. Well, you’d be married on paper but it doesn’t really count unless it happens in a church. But you enjoyed the time away. You and Lee spent a week practicing calling each other ‘husband and wife’ while touring the hot spots of the east coast. You spent a couple of nights in D.C. then saw the inner harbor in Maryland, you got photos in front of the liberty bell in Philadelphia and ended your tour with two nights in New York City before heading back home for the actual wedding.

It was a small ceremony at your church. All your friends were there and a few of the deputies but your parents refused to join you. Your brothers came though. Jacob gave you away all dressed up in his class As. Eunice made you a two tier white cake and it was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen.

And your friends weren’t surprised in the least you discretely told them you were expecting.

“I knew y’all were rushing for a reason,” Cora tutted as they fixed your dress for photos.

“How far along are you?” May whispered with wide eyes, glancing between your face and your stomach.

“About two months now,” you grin excitedly.

“I hope it’s a boy. I want Marcus to have a little playmate,” May continues talking about her own little one.

“Me too!” The four of you giggle.

“You got married just in time. You’ll start showing soon enough,” Eunice sighs. “You’d never find a dress with a belly.”

“No! We got so lucky! They had just your size on the rack,” Cora smiles. “Alright. You look gorgeous. Time to commemorate it for all time.” You grin and hug them before taking your place next to Lee.

His lips quirk into a smile seeing you. “There’s the misses,” he drawls making you smile. Mrs. Bodecker. You still had to practice your new signature but you already had your new name down packed.

Later that evening after all the festivities ended and the sun went down and you drove back to your new to you home, Lee carried you over the threshold of his house to the amusement of your kitten. He batted at your veil and train while Lee carried you upstairs.

You moved all your things in a week ago. You were already pregnant, there’s no point in prolonging the process any further.

“Shoo, pipsqueak. I got business with your momma,” Lee chuckles avoiding the small cat. You smile at their antics and press a kiss to Lee’s cheek.

“I love you,” you whisper. “I’m all yours now. Officially. And before the eyes of God,” you laugh thinking of your official wedding date that was almost two weeks ago now.

“All mine. In every way,” Lee grins and lays you across the bed. “You looked real pretty today but I know you look even prettier without all that white on.” You laugh and sit up so he can help you unbutton your dress. “Much better,” he sighs once there’s a pile of white lace and satin at the end of his bed and you’re left in just a white set of underwear you got for the occasion. “But there’s still a little of white, caramel. I want it all off.” You bite your bottom lip and reach behind you to remove your bra. You hold it out to drop it on the floor. “Getting warmer.” You finally tuck your thumbs into the sides of your garter belt and panties and shimmy them down your hips. “Perfect,” Lee hums and presses you back down on the bed with a kiss. His large hand splays across your stomach. “Is that…?” Lee whispers pulling away slightly to sit back on his heels to run both his hands over your stomach. “Are you starting to show?”

“Am I?” You ask genuinely curious. “Maybe I just ate too much cake,” you laugh.

“Nah. You’re definitely growing a little bump,” he smiles making you giggle. He hums positively and runs his hands up to your breasts to massage your nipples into peaks leaving you squirming under him. “Don’t move,” Lee commands as he pulls away making you chase his lips for more kisses.

He unbuttons his shirt quickly making you bite your lip in anticipation. You watch as he strips showing off his perfect for cuddling body. “Lee,” you whimper in need, wiggling your hips.

“Didn’t I tell you not to move?” Lee smirks as he undoes his dress pants. His swollen cock springs free of his underwear and you’re left practically salivating.

“Need you.”

“Need me, huh?” Lee crawls over you as you spread your legs for him. “That’s rich coming for a woman who I undoubtedly need more.” He nips at your throat before kissing down to your breast. A finger runs along your slit rubbing lightly at your clit and making you squirm. You groan slightly, tossing your head back against the pillows. “You gonna let me in, caramel?” You nod, spreading your legs even further so he’ll touch you more. Connect with you deeper. That’s all you want.

“Please, Lee,” you whisper. His tip rubs against your slit roughly, pushing his way into and bumping your clit along the way leaving you a moaning mess.

“I got you, sweet girl,” he mutters before pulling you into orgasmic bliss with him.

“Look! Who’s that?” You ask your two year old pointing through the open office door. “Is that daddy?”

“Dada!” The toddler screams and runs through the sheriff’s department’s halls.

Lee glances up from his paper work and immediately lights up. “There’s my sweet girl!” He grins getting up to lift the girl high over his head. You can’t help but smile at your daughter’s excitement.

You step up to him just as he places the girl on his hip. “And there’s my sweetest girl,” he smirks before placing a kiss on your lips. “Missed you today.”

“You miss me everyday,” you giggle and kiss him again.

“Well, I missed you today in particular,” he jokes kissing you again.

“Why what happened today?”

He gives you a haughty look and you know he’s about to mess with you. “Johnson‘s girl brought him lunch today.”

“You are so jealous,” you laugh shaking your head. “Well, I’ll let Nichelle have your next baby.”

You turn away from him playfully but he grabs your wrist and pulls you back. “Oh, no, you aren’t.” His large hand rests on your swollen belly rubbing a small tight circle. “I don’t want to see anyone pregnant with my kids but you.”

“Lee,” you giggle softly.

“Besides, I think you brought me more than my kids.”

“Did I? Oh, I think I forgot it at home…”

Lee just hums and plucks the paper bag you brought in from your hand. “Been waiting on this all day, caramel,” he groans while you grin up at him. “Go sit. I don’t want you on your feet too much.” He commands now that he has his food.

“Yes, daddy,” you smirk and take his desk chair.

“Carmella, did you help your momma make this wonderful lunch?”

“Dada!” The girl cries attempting to rip his badge from his shirt. Lee just smiles and lets her. She could murder a man and he’d think it was the most precious thing in the world. You sigh contently as you watch your little family, your hand finding your stomach as you think about how much it’s going to grow.

“Been thinking about looking for a bigger place,” Lee sighs after taking a bite of his pot roast.

“Oh no,” you deny quickly. “I love our house.”

“We’re gonna outgrow it pretty soon.”

“How many babies do you want, Lee?” You laugh.

“As many as you’ll give me, caramel apple.”

“Let’s get through this one before you start trying to get me pregnant again,” you smile.

“Did you at least bring dessert?”

“There’s a ginger snap in there. I gave the rest to the boys when I came in.”

“One?” Lee frowns and you give him a pointed look.

“The doctor said to lower your sugar intake. I want you around to help me raise all these kids.”

Lee just sighs and continues working on his food. Men.

“Hey, Sheriff. Mrs. Sheriff,” the department secretary greets knocking once on the open door. “We’ve got some coloring books in here.” Lee lights up and looks at your daughter.

“You wanna go color, baby girl?” She nods attempts to squirm out of her father’s lap. “Go have fun.”

“And be good. Mind your manners for Ms. Lisa. Thank you!” You bid the secretary as she holds out her hand.

“And close the door on you way out,” Lee calls over his shoulder.

He just watches you for a moment over his desk as Lisa’s heels click away.

“Get up and bend over that desk,” he orders sharply and you quickly obey, wiggling your hips in anticipation. Lee approaches you from behind and lifts your dress over your hips and gives you a harsh spanking to your bare ass. “Such a naughty little thing coming in here with no panties.” You whine softly as Lee circles you. “Looks like you want to be punished.” You nod tightly, biting your bottom lip to keep your voice in check. You hear a belt and a zipper before Lee’s big palms connects to your hips.

“You gonna be a good girl and take your punishment?” You nod again quickly. “And you’re gonna keep quiet?”

“Yes, Lee,” you whisper. And attempt to hump his crotch.

“Calm down. I’m not gonna leave you wanting.” His hard cock teases your folds as you attempt to keep still for him. You need this so bad. If the two of you knew having children would greatly stunt your sex life, you would’ve held out for a few more months.

But you wouldn’t trade Carmella for the world.

You just desperately needed your brains fucked out of you.

And as Lee’s thick head breeches your core, you know you’re about to get your wish.

“Please, Lee. Please please please,” you chant as he bottoms out in you.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Lee groans gripping your hips a little tighter. “Always so tight for me, caramel. Can’t believe a baby came out of here.”

You just whine and try to keep it down to avoid notice from the rest of the department.

You let out a squeak as he thrusts roughly right into that spot.

You don’t how you’re going to stay quiet.

With each thrust the pounding in your ears gets louder and you can’t help but get more vocal.

“Right there! Please, Lee!” You husk into his desk, smothering your face into the dark wood.

“Right there, caramel? Is that where you need daddy?”

“Yes, daddy! Please!” Your needy humping attempting to keep up with his fluid thrust. “So close,” you whimper as the knot inside you gets tighter and tighter. You stand on your toes, gripping the edge of the desk, just to get a little more. That high making you freeze and succumb to your husband’s mercy. “Uh, uh, uh, huh! Huaaaah!” You moan as you come undone. Stars fill you vision as Lee presses against that spot so you can chase your high. Your breaths come in quick huffs as you start to come down.

You already want more.

“You alright?” You nod attempting to catch your breath. “Fuck, sweet girl,” he groans. “Wanna see you,” Lee groans softly and pulls out leaving you feeling so empty. You needed him back inside you.

You quickly turned over, sitting on the desk with your dress bunched around your waist. You aren’t big enough yet to make this position uncomfortable but it still required some contorting.

Lee easily lifted your leg over his shoulder, sliding you to the edge of the desk, and reentering your core. You release a soft sigh as he fills you and buck against his hips for a little more friction.

Your panting sighs fill the room and Lee finds your lips, melding them together as you lean back on your elbows.

“Please, Lee. Need it,” you whimper against his lips. “Please, daddy. Fill me up!”

“Quiet!” Lee hisses, spanking your hip making you squeak in shock and pleasure. “Fuck, I’m close,” he groans into your neck. His thrust become more erratic and faster as your soft whines fill spur him on. That tight knot in your body get tighter and higher just a little faster and harder. Please, please, please.

“Nnngh,” you moan biting your lip as your hips still while Lee finishes inside of you. His warmth spreads across your insides leaving your full and satisfied.

“Fuck,” Lee sighs pressing his forehead against yours while taking deep breaths. “You alright?” He asks, pressing a hand to your swollen stomach.

You nod quickly before falling back on the desk in a comfortable heap. Lee chuckles softly while watching you come down from your high.

“What?” You ask softly closing your eyes against the harsh fluorescent light.

“It’s gonna smell like sex in here for a week,” he discloses making you giggle.

“Shame we can’t do this in our own bed anymore,” you smile.

“And who’s fault is that?”

“I can’t say ‘no’ to that cute, little face. She wants to be close to her momma.” You lets out a soft sigh as he pulls his softening cock out of you. You wait for Lee to wipe you down with a handkerchief but it never happens so you lift up on your elbows to see where he went.

You find your husband studying your dripping pussy and it makes you clench around nothing.

Those bright blue eyes snap up to yours and a smirk spreads across your Lee’s lips.

“You still not satisfied, caramel?” You bite your bottom lip again as his big hand grips your thigh. “One more?” You nod quickly as his finger spread his cum across your swollen lips and dip inside of you to get you off once more.

“Momma!” Your baby cries seeing you as Lee walks you out of the department.

“There’s my baby. What’d you draw?” You ask bending over the desk your daughter took over with crayons and scrap paper.

“Momma, Kitty, me, dada, pony” she says pointing at the individual blobs on the paper.

“Pony?” You laugh and start cleaning up the crayons.

“I took her to see the mounted deputies the other day. Did I tell you she wants a horse?” Lee grins stepping behind you to inspect the image, placing a large hand on the small of your back and sending a shiver down your spine. You should’ve spent a few more minutes in his office. “Mommy and daddy will have to think about a horse, baby,” you explain to the child, giving your husband and side eye as she reaches for Lee to lift her up.

“That’s beautiful, baby,” he grins picking up the girl and the drawing and ignoring you. “I think I’ll hang it up in my office.” He takes her back to his office to find the perfect spot for his new art while you clean up.

“Thanks again, Lisa.”

“Anytime,” she smiles. “I have four. It’s hard to get time alone,” the secretary winks just as your husband returns. He grabs your hand before you can feel too embarrassed by the statement and leads you to your car.

“Alright, sweet girl. I’ll see you when I get home,” he promises the girl as she cuddles into his chest, clinging to him stubbornly. He places her in the back seat with minimal protest before turning to you. “And I’ll see you tonight, my sweetest girl.” You smile as he presses a kiss to your forehead. “I love you.”

“Love you, too,” you whisper and accept a soft kiss before Lee opens your car door.

“We’re getting her out of our bed this weekend,” Lee promises for the hundredth time which only makes you smile and nod.

“Of course we are, Sheriff.”

“This time, I mean it,” Lee assures you with a stern look. “Drive safe.”

“Yes, Sheriff,” you smile right before he bangs on the hood of your car and you head back to the library to finish your own work day.

Of course Lee attempts once more to get your daughter to sleep in her own room. And once again it ends with her lying in between the two of you, curled up next to your cat. Everyone right where they belong.

Except for the horse.

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nikole-witha-k · 2 years

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And I am sooooo excited for Caramel part 2! My fave story of yours!

It’s my birthday!

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I’m celebrating it by celebrating you! I want to thank everyone who got me 400 followers by giving you a week of fics! Some stand alone, some sequels, some that have been asked for, and my favorite, some no one asked for 😈

This September 18th to 24th, I’ll be posting a new fic everyday!

Please stop by, spread the word, drop your predictions in the bucket, and please don’t hesitate to send me a line. I’m always willing to write some blurbs and drabbles. Follow the tag #Nar’s400FollowerBirthdayCelebration to stay up to date

The lineup:

September 18th: Caramel Part II - Lee Bodecker x black reader

September 19th: Luna - a/b/o au alpha!Steve Rogers x black reader

September 20th: Phone Sex - The Boys Next Door universe Stucky x black reader

September 21st: Let’s Get Married - a/b/o au Foxy universe sigma!Bucky Barnes x black reader

September 22nd: -unknown-

September 23rd: Happy Birthday Mr. America - Sam Wilson x black reader

September 24th: -unknown-

(I still have a lot of writing to do 😅)

Just tagging some of the wonderful people I’ve met along the way and have the pleasure of calling friends 🥹

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nikole-witha-k · 2 years

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Happy birthday my love!❤️❤️❤️ I hope you had the most amazing day, because you definitely deserve it!!!!

It’s my birthday!

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This September 18th to 24th, I’ll be posting a new fic everyday!

The lineup:

September 18th: Caramel Part II - Lee Bodecker x black reader

September 19th: Luna - a/b/o au alpha!Steve Rogers x black reader

September 20th: Phone Sex - The Boys Next Door universe Stucky x black reader

September 21st: Let’s Get Married - a/b/o au Foxy universe sigma!Bucky Barnes x black reader

September 22nd: -unknown-

September 23rd: Happy Birthday Mr. America - Sam Wilson x black reader

September 24th: -unknown-

(I still have a lot of writing to do 😅)

Just tagging some of the wonderful people I’ve met along the way and have the pleasure of calling friends 🥹

@ramp-it-up @nikole-witha-k @quesalupa @ysmmsy @sidepartskinnyjeans

#love love love #youre the best #enjoy your day #happiest

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nikole-witha-k · 2 years

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I love Bucky and reader together! You can tell that they really do love each other. Such a sweet relationship! ❤️

The Penthouse

5: Soother

18+

A depraved group of wealthy individuals own the penthouse in which you live, as well as the rights to your body. You're their very own shared mistress, and practically a human sex doll for when they need a break from their jobs and families.

You always know what Mr. Barnes needs, more than he knows himself.

Content Warning: Scientist!Bucky x Sex Worker!Reader, mature themes, adultery, smut, underwater sex, daddy kink, fluff, soft dom!bucky, creampie, aftercare.

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Bucky Barnes is the only one of your owners with a regular schedule. He visits the penthouse on the last Friday of every month, without fail.

Usually, he lets you know in advance what he wants, but today, he's given you barely any indication. Nevertheless, you could hear the dejection in his voice over the phone earlier and you know he needs some soothing tonight, so you've decided to give him most favorite view in the world when you open the door for him.

Soapy tits.

His lips part as his eyes immediately fall to your chest. The only sound is the dripping of water as the droplets fall off your soaked body and onto the wooden floorboards. He swallows thickly, not even bothering to make his staring subtle.

"You caught me in the middle of a bath," You tell him teasingly as you step backwards. "Come, join me."

"You're..." He trails off, unable to find the right word to say. Perfect wouldn't be enough.

"C'mon, daddy," You sing, turning around and making your way back to the bathroom.

You get back into the circular tub as soon as you can, sighing with content as the warm water envelops your body. He strips down while you gentle wade your arms, getting onto your knees in the center of the tub and watching the bubbles move around. There are a few clicking noises as he removes his metal arm before he finally climbs in behind you, immediately pulling you onto his lap while he melts into the water, letting out a low groan.

To the world, he's the smartest man in biotechnology, carrying out cutting-edge research in bionic limbs and prosthetics. He's also the recipient of a Nobel Prize, the CEO of multiple charities, and he officially became a billionaire last year.

But to you, he's just, "Bucky."

"Mmm," Is his response as he strokes your thigh. "I'm here, nymph."

Of all your owners, Bucky is the one you feel safest around. He was the first one you met, and he's the glue that binds this agreement together. It's an unspoken rule that he's in charge, and you like it that way. Without him, you fear the others would exploit you. Overwork you. Bucky makes sure that nothing happens without your consent, and that you're always taken care of, physically and mentally.

You turn your head to face him, giving him a small smile. "Guess what I did today?" You ask him excitedly.

A smirk pulls at the corner of his lips as his eyes flutter closed. "Decided to let me try and put it in your ass again?" He questions with a glint of hope in his voice.

"I invested in Barnes Bionics," You tell him proudly, making his eyes open.

"Yeah?" He chuckles softly. "How much?"

"Five grand," You answer, making him snort. His reaction pulls a scoff from you as you lightly hit his chest. "Reggie told me to start small! It's my first ever investment; we can't all be financial experts, alright?"

"You're right, you're right," He says, still laughing as he meets your eyes. "You're so cute."

"Don't patronize me!" You scold, glaring at him.

He makes you forget the last two minutes with a soft kiss, wrapping his hand around the back of your neck as he sticks his tongue into your mouth. You place your legs on either side of his, straddling his lap while resting your arms on his shoulders. He pulls away from the kiss to get a look at you, scanning your face as though you're the most beautiful creature he's ever seen.

"Your investment is very much appreciated," He says sweetly, stroking your lower back. "Maybe one day, you'll be a key stakeholder."

A smile pulls at your lips as you rest your hands on his chest. "At least 40%," You add. "You'll have to rename it. Barnes & Y/L/N Bionics."

"Rolls off the tongue," Bucky purrs, moving his hand to your hip. "You can be the beauty to my brains. The perfect match."

"Don't be so romantic," You mutter with a smirk, cupping his face in your hands. "I might think you're getting soft on me."

"Does it feel like I'm getting soft?" He teases as his erect cock presses against your thigh.

"Never does," You mumble lowly as your legs squeeze together.

Bucky pulls you closer, resting his chin on your shoulder. Wordlessly, you reach down to wrap your hand around his dick, knowing what he wants without him having to say it. He shudders, watching as you bring it to your entrance. You look up, meeting his eyes and retaining eye contact as he slowly inches into you, making you suck in a breath.

"Baby," He whispers, and his eyes flutter shut.

"It's okay, daddy," You mumble, placing both hands on his shoulders and sinking further down on his length. "Just relax. You don't have to worry about a single thing anymore."

Once you've taken him in entirely, you raise your hips up, leaving just his tip inside you before sinking back down again. He lets out a low groan, throwing his head back over the rim of the bathtub. The subtle scent of lavender relaxes you both while you slowly ride him, up and down, up and down, up and down.

"My God," Bucky whines under his breath, wrapping his hand around your throat. "You're my perfect little nymph, aren't you?"

"Yes, daddy," You reply lowly, giving his lips a soft kiss. "All yours. Nobody can take me from you."

"Nobody will ever, ever take you from me," He reiterates, his eyes opening back up as they darken. "You belong to me. The others, they mean nothing. Tell me."

"They mean nothing, daddy," You promise. "You're the one that has my soul. I'll be yours 'til the end."

He moans and it sounds like your name. Reaching forward, he wraps his lips around one of your hard nipples and sucks, letting out breathy moans around it. Your pleasure elevates and your stomach flips, and you can't help but ride him faster, chasing your end.

"Just like that, baby," Bucky praises you with a whisper of a smirk on his lips.

The water ripples smack against your body and spill out of the tub, but neither of you care about the mess - or the safety hazard you'll face when you try to get out. All that matters to you is giving him a break from the stress of being James Barnes, and allowing him to feel unbridled pleasure, free from judgement or outsider opinion. And all that matters to him is keeping you safe, keeping you happy, and keeping you his.

In the penthouse, the past doesn't matter. What either of you have done to survive bears no weight. When you're here and alone with one another, all you see is the person before you. You see a great man, intelligent and ambitious, your carer, your protector. He sees a great woman, intelligent and perceptive, his most prized possession, his nymph.

His cock twitches inside you, stroking your walls and stretching you out. Your g-spot is stroked over and over, and you feel yourself letting go of your physical body and slipping into the mental realm that only Bucky can take you to.

Your face falls forward to rest in his neck and he strokes your hair with his hand. Low groans leave his mouth and whimpers escape yours, meeting in the middle in perfect harmony.

"I'm close," He can't help but spill out against your forehead weakly.

"Me too," You mewl before sinking your teeth into his lower neck and biting him, hard. You'll leave a mark, but you don't care. Neither of you care. He'll find some half-ass excuse and she'll pretend to believe him.

You ride him faster, desperate for release, letting out whiny moans. Bucky grunts when you clench around him before you utter his name, milking his cock as you cum. He growls through gritted teeth while spilling his cum into you, pulling on your hair as he thrusts into you a few times, making sure to give you every last drop.

"Oh, daddy," You purr as you slowly begin to come down from your high, breathing heavily.

"Fuck," He whispers, cupping your cheek in his hand. "You always make me cum so quickly, nymph."

Giggling, you meet his eyes. "Sorry, Mr. Barnes," You apologize coyly.

Smiling down at you, he stares at your face for a few seconds before killing the distance between you and kissing you sweetly. The kiss is soft and sweet, thanks to his exhaustion, and your tongues gently stroke against each other.

"I forgive you, baby," He mumbles. "How could I last any longer in a pussy as perfect as yours, hmm?"

"If it makes you feel any better, Tony came in his pants last time he was here," You reveal with a grin, still proud that you manged to reduce the mogul to nothing with just a bit of dry humping.

"That does make me feel better," Bucky says, before patting your ass. "C'mon. Let's get out of here before my dick prunes up."

Ten minutes later, the two of you are sitting on the floor of the balcony, overlooking the New York skyline. The distant sound of cars comes from below, a gentle breeze blows through your hair, and Bucky's arms are wrapped tightly around your waist while you sit between his legs.

You take a long puff of the cigar in your mouth, nodding as you take it out to blow out the smoke. "These are much nicer than the ones you brought last time," You tell him, handing it back to him. "Not as bitter."

"Much more expensive, too," He grumbles, taking it from you.

Leaning your head against his chest, you let out a content sigh. There's nowhere else you'd rather be than right here, enjoying a summer night with Bucky. When you're with him, you feel as though nothing could go wrong. And he feels the same way with you.

"Sam wants to see you on Wednesday," He informs you. "S'that alright?"

"Sure," You reply. "Haven't seen him in a while."

Bucky lets out a grumble. "You know why," He utters bitterly.

"It was an accident," You say, turning to look up at him. "And it didn't even hurt that bad."

"He made you bleed, Y/N," He reminds you with a glare. "How many times have I told him to be careful? Always bringing over a new fuckin' contraption to use on you."

"It's what he's into," You tell him with a smile. "And I wasn't in any more pain than usual. He just accidentally drew a little blood. It's not like I broke a bone."

"Yeah, whatever," He mumbles before taking a long drag from the cigar.

Slowly, you get up and turn around so you can straddle his waist. Leaning forward, you kiss between his brows, stopping him from frowning. You then kiss the rest of his face, pressing soft smooches to his skin, not stopping until he finally breaks and gives you a smile.

"There's my pretty man," You coo, rubbing his scalp through his fluffy hair. "Love me?"

"Always," He replies with his eyes on yours, bringing the cigar back to his mouth. He does have love for you, as you do for him. You tell yourselves it's a friendly love, like the kind between two peers, but you know it runs a little deeper than that. Neither of you would ever admit it out loud, though. You aren't sure you even know how to love. Not properly, anyway. Not in the way that ends with marriage and babies.

"And you?" He asks with a raised brow.

"And I, what?" You retort teasingly.

He uses his metal hand to squeeze your cheeks together, pulling your face closer to his. "Say it, baby," He requests sweetly. "What I wanna hear."

"What you wanna hear?" You repeat with a smirk before giving him a wide-eyed, innocent look. "I'm in love with you, Mr. Barnes. Truly, madly, deeply. Nobody else makes me feel the way you do."

"Mmm, that sounds good," He replies lowly, giving your lips a soft kiss. "My adorable little nymph. Hungry?"

"Starving," You say, grazing your thumb over the hickey you left him. "Will you cook for me, Bucky?"

He gives you a smile, his eyes twinkling as he puts down the cigar and wraps his arms around you. "You're lucky I love you, baby."

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