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— HEARTS ON FIRE

SUMMARY : would this be considered illegal? it didn’t matter because he was the sheriff and she’s the love of his life.

PAIRING : beau arlen x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : none

WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw (18+), smut, oral (f. receiving), fluff

WORD COUNT : 2.4k

A/N : song title from stretch armstrong. I love beau, he’s so close to being jensen ackles, all yeehaw and stuff. so adorable. RIP big sky, it was good. xX

“Is there a problem, Sheriff?” Y/N asked when she rolled down her window. She blinked up at him innocently, ID and driver’s licence ready in her hand, she showed it to him so he could take it before he even asked.

“L/N, Y/N?” He asked, staring down at the two cards. “Gotta say these don’t do you justice, darlin’,” he said casually, handing them back to her, then stepped back. “Step out of the vehicle, ma’am,” he ordered, putting his hands on his hips expectantly. She blinked up at him, shoved her cards into her purse and did as he asked.

“You gonna arrest me or something?” She asked, staring up at him, the sunlight casting a beautiful golden glow on his beautiful sunny skin. His freckles and the flecks in his green eyes turned to gold, shimmering like the sun through tall trees in the forest. The cowboy hat he wore, being the trees that cast a shadow on his beauty.

“Just gonna make sure you don’t have anything dangerous or illegal on you,” he clarified, making a circle with his fingers, he told her to turn around. She sighed, rolling her eyes and placed her hands on the car, her chest pressed against the cool metal. He kicked her legs open slightly and she gasped, looking at him over her shoulder with a glare. “Sorry ‘bout that,” he murmured, squatting down to pat her ankles, his hand sliding up her soft, bare legs unnecessarily.

She bit her lip, tried to stop her smile when he stood up, his hands first on her hips before travelling up her chest to squeeze her breasts. She blushed, her heart hammering in her chest. He hummed softly when he removed his hands from her body, then slapped her ass, causing her to jolt and gasp. “Sheriff!” She exclaimed with a little laugh, turning around to face him, a big playful grin on his face.

“Hey, beautiful,” he smiled, leaning down to kiss her. She pushed up on her toes to meet him halfway, smiling softly into the kiss.

“You just can’t stay away, can you?” She teased, tugging him towards her, so close she was sandwiched between her car and his warm body.

“Well, one: you’re mine, so why would I want to stay away?” He asked, his thumb brushing gently against her lip, causing her to release a quiet breath. “And two: you’re incorrigible. You asked for this,” he murmured, leaning back down to give her another kiss. He licked into her mouth, swallowing a little moan she let out as her fingers tightened around his jacket.

“We should hurry, too many people depend on you,” she teased. He pulled away, licking his lips to savour the remaining taste of her mouth and watched her open the car door to the backseat.

“We can take our time, Jenny’s good with taking over if I’m late,” he grinned, slipping inside the spacious backseat with her, dropping his phone down carelessly in the front seat. She chuckled and reached over for his hat when he was distractedly shutting the door behind him.

“Still, don’t wanna keep you too long,” she replied, putting the hat over her own head, leaning her back against the door to unbutton her blouse. He crawled over to her, licking his lips, his eyes moving up her bare legs, up her body, and to her smiling face.

“I thought you’d keep me forever, however long it is,” he pouted playfully, slid his hands up her legs and under her skirt to slowly start pulling her underwear down.

“I meant from work.” She laughed, pulling her blouse out from inside her skirt, letting him take her underwear off all the way.

“Oh, thank God.” He pretended to be relieved and she rolled her eyes when he dangled them in front of her adorably, then threw them into the front seat. He kissed her calf, trailed his lips up the inside of her leg, his hand moving up the underside of her other leg to hook it over his shoulders.

His beard tickled her legs, his soft lips kissing, teeth gently biting, sucking at her velvety skin. He brought her hips forward, let her shimmy the skirt up so it was out of the way, and licked at her entrance, slowly dragging his tongue through her folds, and drew a teasing circle on her clit.

She moaned softly, took the Stetson off and threw it in the front seat to join her underwear. Her fingers carded through his soft, long hair, looking down at his beautiful face buried between her legs. His freckled cheeks were pink, his nose nudging at her clit as he pushed his tongue as deep as he could into her pussy.

“You’re so hot, Beau,” she licked her lips, her heart pounding in her chest excitedly. It was maddening, the way he wiggled his tongue inside her, touching her walls on all sides and moaning softly against her. “Fuck,” she whispered, spreading her legs more, letting his tongue slither deeper inside her.

He was practically making out with her cunt and she gazed down at him, his eyes closed, long, curled lashes prettily resting on his cheeks. His eyes opened slowly, dark green eyes meeting hers as he moved his mouth through her folds, plump and glossy lips puckered around her clit to suck softly.

She closed her eyes despite wanting to see him between her legs and brought her hands up to her breasts, pulling the lace bra down so her breasts poured out of the weak cups. He hummed appreciatively, his eyes moving from her face to her breasts, hungry eyes following the movement of her fingers teasingly brushing against her nipples until they peeked.

She arched her back, bringing one hand back down to his head to pull him closer, properly messing his hair up even more. Her fingers slipped through his hair, tugging gently, nails softly scratching against his scalp making him shiver. He pulled away from her breathlessly, started to tug his jacket off because the heat was getting nearly unbearable.

She relaxed in her seat and opened her eyes, letting her hand rest on her thigh so tempted to touch herself when he started to unbuckle his belt. His hard cock was pushing against the seam of his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them as fast as he could. Her pussy throbbed at the sight of him, warmth blossoming between her legs and arousal dripping from her entrance as she watched him palm his cock impatiently.

“‘Love how you taste, Y/N,” he murmured, licking some of the arousal that made his mouth shiny. She bit her lip, a little smile growing on her lips at his words. She scooted towards him, started to undo the buttons of his shirt as he lowered his boxers and jeans down to his thighs. His cock bobbed, stiff and pretty, it rested on his stomach then she gently pushed him back.

“Beau, you are seriously, seriously hot,” she mumbled, taking his face to kiss him roughly before he could reply or laugh bashfully. With his hands on her hips, he pulled her flush against his warm body, lowered her and lifted his hips so his cock would rub against her wet folds. They moaned softly against each other's lips, her fingers pulling gently at the hairs behind his head.

She continued to roll her hips against his, trailing her lips down his neck to suck and bite at his sweet skin. Beau’s little moans and his heavy breaths only made her pussy more soppy, her slick coating his cock, making each movement swift. She teased him for a little longer, scratching her nails carefully in his scalp and kissing him again, nibbling on his bottom lip as she reached down to wrap her hand around his cock.

“Look at you, so desperate,” she chuckled, licking her lips at the sight of him completely flustered and horny. He groaned softly when she lifted her hips and jerked his cock a few times, her thumb swiping hot precum over the soft tip of his cock. His head gently hit the window and he grunted, his eyes shutting when she teasingly brought his dick to her clit, rubbing a few times before circling the leaking tip around her entrance.

“Please, sweetheart,” he groaned, his arm tightened around her waist. Her back arched and she started to sink down on him, his teeth painfully digging into his lip to hold back any sounds.

“I wanna hear you, handsome,” she moaned, slowly lowering herself and grinding down when their hips were pressed together. Beau nodded and released his lip, swallowing from the dryness in his throat due to his heavy panting. She slowly started to lift her hips and sank back down on his cock, she squirmed, walls squeezing him as she found the pace and right position to make his cock brush perfectly against her g-spot.

With her hands on his chest, she sped up, and his hands tightened around her hips, staring down at her bounce on his cock, her breasts moving up and down with her movements. His hands moved up her back slowly, pulling her forward so he could latch onto her nipples, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin and his tongue lapping at the nub. She cursed softly, rode him faster and held him closer, her orgasm approaching faster than she expected, but instead of edging herself or him, she let it happen.

Her nails dug into his chest and she moaned his name, her pace becoming erratic and her thighs burning from her efforts. He bent his knees and started to meet her hips, thrusting up harshly and switching to her other breast until she came on his cock with a moan of his name.

He removed his mouth from her breasts and squeezed her closer, letting her bury her face in his neck when he came inside her with a grunt. Cursing softly he continued to thrust into her, both of them riding out their orgasm, shockwaves of pleasure almost feeling endless, until they slowed down and held each other as they caught their breaths.

“You’re amazing,” Beau whispered, gently rubbing her back and brushing his thumb softly against her hip bone. Her shoulders shook with quiet laughter and she smiled against his shoulder, nuzzling her face into his warm, freckled skin that never failed to remind her of the beauty of nature and spring.

“I think you’re pretty awesome, too, Sheriff,” she mumbled, her cheek squished against his toned skin.

“Don’t call me sheriff after we had sex in your car… right after I pretended to stop you and patted you down,” he laughed softly, kissing her head affectionately.

“That was really sexy, Beau,” she smiled, then lifted her head to gaze down at him and to be greeted by his beauty once more. His eyes were glazed over, his cheeks were tinted pink, his lips red and swollen and wet with saliva. God, he looked so beautiful all fucked out, especially with his messy hair and his shirt opened up.

“Well, as much as I’d like to stay here with you, darlin’, I’m afraid I have to get to work.” Beau pressed his lips against hers and lowered his head to kiss the top of her breasts, cursing softly when that made her walls spasm slightly. He could resist her, trailed his lips up to her neck and behind her ear to suck a mark. His teeth grazed her skin and she shivered, once agains behind her hand to the back of his neck.

“You were working,” she reasoned breathlessly, “I could’ve had something dangerous or illegal.” He chuckled against her neck and kissed her lips again, his tongue pushing into her warm mouth, rolling against her soft tongue. He blindly fixed her bra and started to button her shirt up again, pulling away breathlessly when she started to move off his lap slowly.

She hummed softly and he groaned, watching his now limp cock rest on his stomach, wet and covered in a mixture of their release. His lips parted and he looked up at her, watched her reach into the front seat to pick up her underwear, her ass tempting him for another slap. He easily gave in, his hand meeting the fleshy area, loud and resounding, and making her moan and jolt forward in surprise.

“Couldn’t resist.” He chuckled when she blinked over at him and busied himself with shoving his cock into his boxers, fixing himself as best as he could in the space of her backseat. “Don’t have anything to clean yourself up with?” He asked, watching her start to slip her underwear on.

“I like how it feels to have your cum inside me,” she pouted, pausing for a moment before continuing to slide them up her thighs. His heart leaped at her lewd words and he cursed softly, staring at her with the urge to pounce on her again. When his phone started to ring, he looked away from her hesitantly.

“Fuck,” he muttered, reaching over to retrieve his phone he saw Jenny’s name and groaned, giving Y/N a glance. She was tugging her shirt into her skirt and he chewed on his lip before answering. “Yeah, Hoyt?” He asked, putting his phone on his shoulder, craning his head awkwardly to hold it in place so he could button his shirt up again.

Y/N stared at him curiously, then a little fond smile grew on her lips and he blushed despite himself. She reached over to grab his Stetson and his jacket, holding it and signally with her head for him to start heading out as he listened to Jenny speak about a little crime scene.

He quietly shut the car and tucked his shirt into his jeans as Y/N made her way around her car, Stetson on her head, jacket thrown over her shoulder, just so she could do his belt when she got to him. He smiled at how adorable she looked, hung up on Jenny when the conversation was over and kissed Y/N on her forehead. His lips lingered and he took the Stetson, pulling away from her to run his fingers through his hair to fix the sexed-up mess before putting it on.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he told her, taking his jacket.

“You never are.” She smiled up at him, her eyes squinting cutely from the sunshine. He pulled her close and kissed her passionately, his body becoming a puddle of warmth and affection just feeling her kiss back with her hands on his belt.

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