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Summary: Hangman has a huge and unprocessed mommy kink, but he's too afraid to ask for it directly. Fortunately, happy accidents happen.

Pairing: dom!Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x switch!fem!reader x sub!Jake "Hangman" Seresin

W/C: 8.6k

Rating: +18, voyeurism, dirty talk, praise kink, threesome, marking, dom/sub, oral sex, anal sex, double penetration, rank king, mommy kink, a sprinkle of a breeding kink

TWs: Mentions of regular bodily fluids that are present during adult encounters

A/N: I blacked out, honestly and it just appeared in my file. The reader here is very comfortable with her sexuality and doesn't give a fuck about what anyone else thinks. Even though there is a clear dom/sub dynamic, dom is definitely of the 'pleasure' kind. Age of the reader is not stated, but I've intended for her to be around Hangman's age. Also, I know that on the gif Mav is young, but the fic he's definitely not, but I just didn't have the energy to find a more fitting one... Maybe later.

You were never that much into committed relationships, and honestly, you kind of view them as selfish and narcissistic... The conviction that you'll be able to satisfy your partner in every area of your life, and expect the same from them, sounded exhausting, especially with different love languages and full-time jobs. That's why when you discovered that something like polyamory and open relationships existed, you jumped on that train immediately. It was something that fit extremely neatly into the life you've made for yourself here. People came and went, some stayed for a time and then left, some were always there, but sometimes closer and sometimes further away. And somehow your needs were always met and you did your best to give your partners a safe space to relax and forget everything that was happening outside of your studio.

It was as if you were the Sun... A center of the galaxy, with planets circulating around you at different distances, and with comets sometimes entering your peripheral. You were there to warm them, to give them energy, and they kept you company; a perfect exchange.

That's why when you heard that some of the old familiar faces would be coming back to the academy, your plans for the afternoon immediately changed. It didn't take you long to get ready, and you even managed to squeeze in a thorough shower. You chose a loose yellow sundress which for once wasn't covered in paint drops. Or maybe at this point, you just stopped seeing them everywhere...?

As soon as you got into Hard Deck's parking lot, you were swept into the strong arms of the naval aviators, who patiently took their sweet turns greeting you. All of the interested people knew exactly what was needed and expected while entering your orbit, and they either could say yes or no; you would never pressure someone into something they were uncomfortable with. But with pilots - or rather soldiers overall - with all their deployments, training, sudden moves... A lot of them enjoyed the simplicity of someone who cared about them without feeling guilty about leaving you alone. Plus some of them REALLY made up for their long absences in your life when they finally started orbiting closer.

After grabbing a beer from Penny and playing some billiards, Jake was the first one to sweep you away, which was not that surprising, because that man was needy as a newborn kitten when given a safe space. That's why you were currently laying in the backseat of your car, one leg over his shoulder and the other seeking support on the car floor. He was kneeling on the outside; one of his arms tightly wrapped around your thigh, pulling you even stronger into his tongue. And the things he did with his tongue... divine... he already made you come once, and now he was alternating his attention between stimulating that bundle of nerves on the outside, sucking on your lips and biting them gently from time to time, submerging his tongue between your folds as deep as he could, barely reaching that sweet spot inside while his nose was crushing your clit and leaving hickeys on the inside of both of your thighs... If you didn't know he's a pilot, you would have had to guess that he's a marine, because the time he could go without taking a breath was truely impressive.

It was hard for you to keep quiet, but fortunately singing from the pub drowned most of the louder ones. You knew that something like that might happen even before you got ready, that's why you've parked almost behind the bar, with the passenger door facing the wall, so even if someone somehow took a stroll in the cool air of the evening to sober up, they wouldn't be able to spot anything that was happening inside of the car. What you didn't predict was the fact that someone would unceremoniously open the other door, but fortunately, you knew that face as well.

- Hi PeEEHEEeeet... - your inhale mixed with a loud moan when Jake sucked harder on your clit, looking up. - Don't you dare stop. - you've said harshly when you felt that he slowly started to move away from you. He immediately stopped in his tracks, but he was still unsure.

- You've heard the lady... - Mav said with a cheeky smile, and it was enough for Jake to dive right in, forcing small gasps and moans from your mouth. - Hi princess... - the older man squatted in front of your face, took his aviators off, and kissed you hungrily, which was not an easy endeavor for either of you because you were basically upside down. - Slow down, Seresin... Enjoy her... - he instructed the younger man, and Jake immediately followed his instructions. Pete was able to tell what you needed and what was being done to you, just by looking at your expression and listening to the sounds you made. After all, he spent hundreds of hours studying every inch of your body in the past. - How's he doing...? - Mav asked, his gaze still intently focused on your face.

- He's being such a good boy... - you whispered, reaching back over your head, and placing your hand on the back of his neck. - So obedient... So eager to please... - you continued praising the man between your legs loud enough that he wouldn't have trouble hearing you and that worked as intended because even if he didn't pick up speed, the force of his movement increased, squeezing a loud moan from your mouth and Pete was right there to drink it directly from your lips.

- If only he was such a good boy during exercises... - you knew that tone well, and it did fit perfectly in this growing dynamic. - Do you think he deserves to feast on you...? - you couldn't help but smile when he said it directly to your ear, his forehead resting on your cheek.

- He's been good to me today... Captain... - Pete growled and bit your earbud, while Jake was doing his best to get you closer to orgasm without increasing the tempo because the dynamic indeed shifted, and he was surprised to find himself in this new role with his cock stiffer than it ever was.

- Faster, Seresin, make our princess come... And you... Again... - that was enough for the younger man to speed up as if his life depended on it. He moved his tongue so quickly that you could have sworn it was vibrating against you, and the added pressure from his nose on your clit was just enough for you to forget how many people were near. You knew that Mav asked you to do something, but it took you a second to process it with Jake slurping your juices with a passion.

- Yes, captain, I think he deserves that... - you whispered. It didn't matter that you were in the parking lot of a local bar; the intimacy tightened between you two, and all he did was rub your foreheads and cheeks together, wanting to be as close to you as possible when you'll finally reach the peak, and you were getting there faster and faster with Jake's every move. It was easy to lose yourself in the moment mostly filled with loud, heavy breathing and your soft moans against Maverick's stubble.

It wasn't long before your heel dug deeper into Jake's back, trying to pull him even closer, but in such a tight space, it was simply impossible. At the same time your back arched and your fingernails dug deep into Pete's neck. You've registered that he said something to Jake, who was slowly cleaning your juices with a huge smile on his face.

- There you go, princess... - Pete placed a soft kiss on your forehead and started to pull away, but your hand didn't allow that. You still needed him close to come down from that high... Your breath was heavy, and your heart was trying to jump out of your chest.

- That was hot... - you've finally whispered, your pussy still twitching from time to time, with Jake cleaning it with short, gentle licks. Not enough to stimulate, yet still incredibly intimate. - Thank you, Jakey... You did really well... He did, didn't he...? - the last part was directed to Mav, who smiled devilishly.

- He did... He made you moan so prettily, princess... - you saw the younger man's eyes melt a little bit. - And you've said he did it twice...? Mmmm... That might even deserve a reward, what do you say...? - Pete just knew you two were on the same page because it wasn't your first rodeo with someone else, but Jake...

- I agree... - you smiled, getting up just a little bit, supporting yourself with elbows against the backseat, and Maverick's face was just next to yours. You both looked at Lieutenant who was still in between your thighs, unsure what else was allowed. - Do you want to get a reward, love...? - corners of your lips curved in a devilish smile. There was a second of hesitation on Hangman's face.

- Yes, I would like that very much, ma'am. - he finally said with confidence; it was still there, just stripped from all the usual cockiness and arrogance. Both you and Mav smiled at this sweet boy, who just needed... well, to be needed.

- Well, gentlemen, I'm too fuck out to drive... The keys are in the ignition.

- I'll drive... - Mav said almost immediately. - Seresin, upfront. - it was perfect that way, because you technically didn't even have to change positions, and you could rest, if only for a bit, but you would definitely need it before the rest of the night.

Getting to your apartment didn't take long, and when you got there, Mav shot you a questioning look, and you replied as wordlessly as he asked. You wouldn't mind if he helped you, but there was someone who needed it more.

- Jake, be a dear and come help me get out... - you said with a smile, and he just materialized next to the open door, grabbed your extended arms, and pulled you up. Without saying a word he grabbed your sandals from the car floor and gently slipped them onto your feet. It was a bit weird seeing him so quiet, but you suspected that he was still processing his emotion. - You know that we can stop at any time, right...? - you knew that he knew that. Sometimes hearing that reassurance out loud was needed, but in this case, he only nodded and helped you get out of the car. You suspected that if you didn't grab his arm, he would sheepishly follow you to your apartment. It was on the top of the old building without an elevator, but you wouldn't change it for anything else. It was the tallest building in the small town with two walls made completely out of giant windows. Someone in the past compared it to an aquarium, but with a one-way foil strategically placed on the glass, you weren't afraid that someone would peek inside. Besides - because of the angles - they would have to be on the other tall building, and entry there was restricted. So your whole apartment was basically a sunroom with plenty of plants.

- Right... First - shower... - you decided. Technically you knew that this effort will be ruined during further activities, but you'd much rather lick a skin that didn't taste like alcohol and cigarettes. - Jake, do you want Mav to wash your hair...? - he froze like a deer in headlights, but he honestly contemplated the answer and looked at his captain unsure what his answer should be, and how the older man will react, but Maverick only smiled gently.

- It's your decision... - he said softly. Theoretically, the situation here should be uncomfortable and anxiety-inducing, but somehow... it just wasn't. Sure, it definitely required some getting used to, but this was a safe space to explore anything that needed to be explored.

- Yes, please... - if you were taller, you would place a kiss on his temple, but instead, you pressed your cheek against his bicep.

- I'll get everything ready and join you in a moment... - Jake went into your bathroom first, but before Mav followed, you grabbed his wrist and whispered. - Be super gentle, I've never seen him so deep into his subspace, ok...? - you didn't have to explain exactly why exactly Jake went there so easily, because your request was enough for Mav to follow it to a dot. He nodded once and went to the bathroom, leaving the door open.

You sighed quietly and smiled just a little. You knew how intense the rest of the night will be, both physically and emotionally, so ahead of time you prepared water to drink, hid a few chocolate bars and wet wipes in the nightstand, got fresh towels from the closet, and finally headed to the bathroom, where Pete was finishing rinsing the rest of the shampoo from Jake's hair.

You placed the towels on the washing machine, undressed, and joined them both under the hot stream of water. The shower was almost bigger than your bathtub, but it was designed especially for you - you wanted a place where you could lie down and feel the water fall onto your whole body from the ceiling, simulating rain, which was incomparable to anything, especially during hot summers. You turned that option on the dial and allowed the water to cover your body.

- Do you want to wash our princess, Jake? - Maverick asked, and Jake nodded enthusiastically. It was so nice to be pampered from time to time, and tonight you were getting it all. Your muscles were relaxed to a point of mush, you've had two gorgeous men in the shower with you, and the night ahead... You simply couldn't wait.

You leaned against Pete's body behind you, allowing the younger man to gently wash first your arms, then your breasts, and when he focused just a little bit too much on your nipples, you sighed while Mav just let a soft "tsk, tsk, tsk...".

- Captain, I thought we've established that Jakey deserves a reward... - there was a huge smile beaming on your face, even though the lieutenant moved from your breasts as soon as Mav disapproved.

- Indeed... So the sooner we'll get out of the shower, the sooner he'll get it... - Pete laughed against your neck, not even trying to hide the fact that his cock twitched as soon as you called him 'captain'; you both knew exactly which strings to pull, to get a desired melody from each other, but that's just what almost 8 years on and off will do to you. - So please, love, hurry up... - it was hard not to notice the giant blush that flowered on a younger man's face when Mav used a pet name. You suspected that for a few days, their relationship in Top Gun might just be a little tense, and you would lie if you said you didn't want to see that happening.

But he indeed hurried up, carefully washing your abdomen and still sensitive pussy. He was careful not to lose himself in you this time, and it wasn't long before he was scrubbing your feet while kneeling on the floor in front of you.

- Look how well-behaved and thorough he is... - you cooed, pressing your cheek into Mav's shoulder. He was holding you tightly, so you wouldn't slip standing only on one foot. - Such a sweet boy we have here... - There was a shadow of a smile on Jake's face, for the first time in a good moment; he was slowly getting more comfortable, accepting that he needed something entirely different. And watching him come to terms with that was... just something else. And you knew that Pete also caught it because he hummed in agreement.

- Come here, love... - Hangman was sitting on his heels when you said that, but he rose up a bit, to meet you in the middle when you leaned down to kiss him softly, holding your hand under his chin. It was different, kissing him now. Usually, he was hungrily devouring everything you were giving him, but now... he was much more gentle, letting you completely control the intensity and speed because he was confident that you will give him exactly what he needed.

Mavs hands gently squeezed your hips, letting you know, he'll be turning off the water, since all of you were clean. One of the things you loved about your relationship with Pete was how seamlessly you communicated without words. He wasn't the only one, but it was definitely nice to have someone who understood and anticipated your moves, because everything you did together became a dance, and right now you had someone joining your pair because Jake was quickly catching up. You put just a little bit of pressure under his chin, letting him know, he can get up now, and he did. You took your time drying his body with a fresh towel, spending an absurd amount of time on his hair because he seemed to melt whenever you did anything near them, so he was kneeling again in front of you again, apparently really comfortable with that dynamic, while you were gently massaging his scalp through the soft material. He was so lost in that sensation, that he tilted his head back and rest it on your belly.

You were happy that he felt safe in your company to give in to what he needed deep in his heart, but at the same time, you couldn't help feeling sad, because it was painfully obvious that there was no one in his life that was giving that to him.

When you've finished, you placed a small kiss on his forehead to which he reacted with a smile; it was nice to see him settling in.

- Bed...? - you didn't have to ask, but yet you still did, trying to maintain just a little bit of structure. You saw Jake hesitating before he got up and you knew just what he needed. - Do you want to be a good boy and crawl to bed...? - you asked, but you already knew the answer, even before he nodded. - Go on then...! - you encouraged him and he slowly leaned forwards, exposing his backside to the both of you, and slowly, a little bit unsure started going on all fours to your bedroom.

- Did you...? - you quietly asked Mav when Jake disappeared around the corner because you weren't sure if you saw what you thought you saw.

- Didn't have to, he was already prepped. - this time you growled deeply. - Maybe he thought mommy would peg him tonight and got all nice, stretched out, and clean, just for you...? - Mav teased and bit you harshly on the shoulder forcing a small gasp from your mouth. Hard enough to leave a mark, but not hard enough to break the skin. Seeing how Jake behaved... It wasn't that much out of the realm of possibility. And you were sad that you didn't catch it earlier.

- Let's not keep him waiting. - you smiled, harshly pulling Pete away from your skin by his damp hair. You knew that there will be a bruise there tomorrow, but you definitely didn't mind that. - And you better behave, because if not... Well... Let's just say that mommy might come up with something you wouldn't be exactly happy with. - you easily played into his comment. Without releasing his hair from your fist, you playfully snapped at him with your teeth, as if you wanted to bite him, but for you, it was more of a game than anything else. You didn't mind being covered in hickeys and bitemarks, but you personally preferred to leave other types of marks.

It was really easy to fall back into the relationship you had with Maverick, even if you haven't seen each other for over a year now, but with the right people - you just worked like that, as if no time had passed.

When you came to your bedroom, Jake was patiently kneeling in front of your bed, with his legs spread and hands behind his back, as if not entirely sure if he was allowed on the bed. He was so polite, almost as if someone in the past trained him well.

- So good for us... - you praised him with a soft voice, and his posture immediately changed. He wasn't unsure, shoulders slumped; he straightened up and puffed his chest and of course his smile... It was really nice seeing it reach his eyes this time. - Perfect little boy, even when he knows he's already earned a reward... - you added, closing the distance between you and taking his face in between your hands. Mav also got closer and got onto the giant mattress first. He positioned himself right next to the headboard and you knew the exact position he had in mind. It was going to require some work, but it will definitely be worth it.

You kissed Jake gently, turned both of you around, and pulled him onto the bed with you. You slowly moved backward until you felt a warm body welcoming you from behind.

- So hungry for your taste, princess... Do you think he wants to taste your delicious juices again...? - Mav said, pulling you just a little bit higher. He also hooked his ankles under your knees and spread them just a little bit more.

- I'm not sure I'd be up for anything else after that. - you laughed quietly in between your kisses.

- But he's been so good, such a perfect sweet boy... You've said it yourself... - he teased and his warm breath danced on the back of your neck. - You can go lower if you want to, love... - but before he did, the younger man stopped and looked at you, silently looking for your permission as well, which you gave with a single nod, and it wasn't long before he was focusing all of his attention on your nipples. - Even when he should be the one being pampered, he still focuses on you... - Maverick almost purred, intensely observing how your skin stretched when Jake sucked on one of your nipples a bit harder. - Tell me how it feels, princess... - a simple request, but apparently it did something to Jake because suddenly he started working his tongue even faster as if he wanted to prove something to both of you.

- It feels really good, captain... - you've reached with one of your hands behind you, placing it on Pete's neck, pulling it closer, while your other hand found its way into Hangman's hair. - He's quickly circling the top with his tongue, and when he sucks it a bit more, my pussy clenches... - you described what was happening to your body, even though the older man already knew how it reacted, but he just love to hear it from your own mouth, especially with the soft gasps interwoven with your words.

- Bite on it gently and pull it with your teeth, love... - the request was followed immediately this time, forcing a loud moan from between your lips. - You hear that, love...? Mommy here enjoys it a bit rougher in that area, so don't be afraid to give it to her... - he advised, and you looked at Jake, curious how he'll react. He stumbled for a second, the word catching him by surprise so much, that he released your nipples. But before either of you was able to add anything more, he dove right back in, with even more ferocity... Sucking, stretching, biting, pulling, and abusing your nipples so much that you were melting into the body behind you. You could feel how wet you were getting from all that stimulation and all your moans were somehow motivating Jake even more. - Such an eager boy, doing his best to please mommy... - your fingers dug into Mav's skin after a particularly hard suck, and you were almost sure that you drew blood this time, but you couldn't help it, your body reacted without your permission.

- Stop. - Pete said abruptly and Jake indeed stopped, even though you knew he didn't exactly want to, but the need to please was much stronger. - Look at her, really look at her... - a simple request, and you smiled widely seeing how Jake was hungrily devouring you with his eyes. - See how quickly and deeply she's breathing...? That means you did a good job and got her all ready and flustered. It also means that mommy is ready for more... Are you ready for more, love...? - he asked, gently rubbing his cheek on your head, and you just gave into that; your muscles were slowly turning into mush again; you needed a moment to collect your thoughts, but Jake was already nodding enthusiastically. - Gently spread her pussy and dip your finger in... See how wet you've made her... - when you felt his soft touch, you couldn't help but twitch, and if Pete's legs weren't holding your own, you would definitely hook them behind Jake. Your reaction drew a deep hum from Mav's chest and you could feel almost vibrating behind you.

- Now take your cock in your hand, and slide just the tip through her folds... Spread her juices all over you, but no dipping yet. - now that was just cruel. Not for any of the men, but for you... Because when Jake's dick was sliding in between your lips, it also stimulated your clit, drawing a sweet whimper from you with every slide.

- You're doing soooooo good, love... - you've said in between deep breaths, your voice containing more air than actual soundwaves. - So good for mommy... - it was extremely easy to lose yourself in all the pleasure he was giving you, and even if you didn't share that specific kink, you definitely didn't mind accommodating his needs. And that was enough for him... Hearing Mav calling you that was one thing, but hearing the word from your own mouth was something else and it sent him into a frenzy.

He slammed into you with one sweep move, not caring that he technically didn't get permission to do so from either of you. He was chasing something primal, something he couldn't quite describe. His left hand dug deep into your hip and he leaned forward, hooking his right arm around your shoulder to find more leverage because he just had to be as deep inside you as possible. With every move, he dragged along that sweet spot inside you, drawing moan after moan from your lips and making you arch into his body, not leaving any space between you two, and by doing so, you got a bit further away from Pete, but his legs were still holding yours spread open, allowing Jake to do whatever he needed to you.

Pete started slowly stroking his cock, observing the two of you with intensity, analyzing your every move, and making himself remember every moan, every twitch, every gasp that you shared. But at the moment, you truly didn't give a fuck what he was doing, because that beautiful boy was disassembling you into smaller and smaller pieces, but you knew you could cum just yet... You had to give him one more thing...

- Cum in me, baby boy... Fill mommy to the brim... - You put your arms around his neck, pulling him closer and allowing him to suck on your skin again. You've felt his moves become more erratic, more desperate with every second until he finally slammed into you one last time and bit your skin so hard that tears appeared involuntarily in the corners of your eyes. You did your best not to yelp from the pain, your own release getting further away, but that wasn't important, not now.

You were gently playing with his hair allowing him to ride his own orgasm to the fullest, with his face still buried in your breasts. You were hugging him when you felt his body starting to shake, which he tried to hide from you.

- None of that, sweet boy... - you've said, pulling his face away from your body and forcing him to look you in the eyes. His own were filled with tears and he held you so strongly in his arms as if he was afraid that you'd disintegrate if he won't be crushing you. - You were so good, and I'm not going anywhere... I could never leave you... - you placed a soft kiss on his forehead and pulled him closer to your chest again.

Pete put his hands on your shoulders and pulled you back, so you could lean on him again. It was hard not to notice how hard he was, but now there was no time for that and both of you knew it. Jake eventually had to work through that trauma and currently, there was nothing more important than that, so you allowed yourself to melt into Pete's body again, with the younger man still buried deep inside you. But you didn't mind that one bit and started whispering sweet nothings into his ear, while Mav gently massaged your shoulders.

It took some time, but Jake finally started to calm down, with your arms still embracing him and rubbing the skin on his back. His quiet sobs stopped and he relaxed in your arms a little bit.

- 'msorry... - he finally whispered, when he realized how hard he bit you. His voice was deep and raspy from all the crying. There was already a deep crimson mark forming on your skin. He softly traced it with his tongue and gently blew on it, trying to ease the pain with cold.

- Now none of that, love... - you've said and placed a soft kiss on the top of his head.

- No, I bit too hard... I should have controlled myself better. - his voice was dripping with guilt.

- It's ok... You were processing something and I'm happy I was able to be here for you... - you reassured him, still gently rubbing his back. - And just so we're clear - I'm not going anywhere, you understand...? - you forced him to look you in the eyes and he finally nodded. You didn't know if he was dealing with losing someone, or maybe being abandoned, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that he had a safe space to release his bottled-up emotions. - You're good, we're all good... - you continued whispering when you felt Mav humming in agreement from behind you. - And take all the time you need, we don't have to do anything else tonight, I know how exhausting that type of emotional release can be. - you were glad he became verbal again but hearing him blaming himself for basically allowing himself to feel strong emotions was... heartbreaking.

Mav finally unhooked his legs from under yours, and you felt him reaching for something, and then you heard a sound of a bottle opening, and you were so grateful to have him here with you tonight. He handed you the water and you took a sip. It was still so pleasantly cold and refreshing...

- Face up, love... - you've said, and when he followed your instructions, you pressed the rim of the bottle to his lips, allowing him to drink. - You look beautiful, being so vulnerable with me like that... - you've complimented him, and he almost choked, but you've felt his cock twitch. - Gorgeous... - and there it was again... - Absolutely divine... - you've enjoyed the effect your words had on him, especially when he was trying so hard not to show it, but he was brutally betrayed. - And so ready for the next round... - you laughed gently, finally taking the water bottle from his mouth and wiping the remaining wetness from his cheeks with your thumb. You meant it when you said that you didn't have to do anything else tonight, even considering the fact that the captain's erection was currently leaking precum on your lower back; after all, he was the only one who didn't get to come today, but you knew he understood what was happening because he was in a similar position in the past. - Are you sure you're ready to go again...? - you asked after taking one more sip and passing the bottle to Mav.

- Yes, ma'am... - he simply replied, and started moving as if he wanted to slip out of you, but you stopped him. Since he was already inside, there was no need to change that, so instead, you leaned forward and bent your legs, so you were able to put your weight on your knees and his thighs and started gently grinding, not moving much at first because you didn't want him to slip out of you completely. Plus feeling him fill up inside you was... curiously pleasurable. But even though you didn't move much, his cum started leaking from you, and you could feel it slowly spreading on your thighs.

- Such a sweet boy, letting mommy use his body for her own pleasure... - you've tested the waters with that word, and it still was affecting him more than he cared to admit. He didn't lose it this time, not even a little. He just leaned and embraced you stronger, barely giving you room to move.

You felt the weight on the mattress shift behind you, and within a few seconds, you felt Pete's hands on your ass, kneading and spreading it gently. You couldn't help but smile at his idea, because it was something you didn't have the occasion to do for quite a while now. His hands disappeared for a moment, and before he touched you again he warmed the lube between his fingers.

He was kneeling right behind you, with his left hand gently resting on your breast and his face hidden in the nook of your neck, while his right hand was gently stretching your hole, preparing you as best as he could. You knew he was able to feel Jake through the thin wall inside you, and you caught the moment when the younger man realized what was happening. For a very short second, there was panic in his eyes, but seeing how your body was reacting to that assault, he instantly relaxed and let you ride him. Thanks to your own movements, Mav didn't have to do much, because you were slowly impaling yourself both on Jake's already hard cock and his fingers. With every fall you were getting more and more frustrated, but you didn't change the tempo, because you didn't want to finish too quickly, and with constant pressure against that sweet spot inside you, it was extremely difficult to remain composed.

It took a few minutes (definitely more than you wanted) of your gentle movements for Pete to be satisfied that you'll be able to take him without any issues. He let you know that he's ready by placing his hand on the small of your back, just where his precum was smeared from before. You gently pushed Jake backward and leaned over him, making space for Mav to move even closer behind you and line himself up with your entry; leaving the rest up to you.

When you started leaning backward and slowly but surely sinking into his hard cock, his arms were waiting for you and he embraced you with his whole body, while you welcomed him inside you.

You had to stop for a moment, overwhelmed by the intensity of all of it. Everything was happening both too fast and too slow, while you were stuck in that hypersensitive state in the middle, aware of everything that was touching your body. You just felt so... full...

You've rested your forehead on the top of Jake's head, trying to catch as many breaths as you could, but you just weren't able to get full lungs of air, catching only short, shallow gasps, as if the two men buried inside you forced the air out of you.

- You alright, princess...? - He said so quietly that you barely heard him. Or maybe the loud hum of blood rushing through your veins somehow muffled outside sounds.

- 'mfine... Just... Intense... - your own voice betrayed you by coming out almost broken. Neither of them rushed you, patiently waiting for a moment you'll be able to move again, and when you did, you couldn't help but moan so loud, that you almost startled yourself. - Fuck it feels so good... - you added when you rose again, and when you sank yourself onto them, the cry of pleasure that came from your mouth was caught directly by Jake's lips. With every move, you felt them drag and push all the right spots, slowly turning your muscles into mush to the point where you were barely able to get up after you unceremoniously dropped onto them again.

You've felt Pete's hand reaching around you and stopping on your bulged stomach, feeling the movement inside you through your skin, and when the younger man realized what was happening, his own hand followed Mav's, and you couldn't help but join them, covering both of them with your forearm. You've put your right hand on Jake's shoulder, trying to find more leverage, and it helped for a while, but with every move, you were getting more and more lost in the pleasure, so when you felt Mav placing his right arm below your thigh and Jake doing the same with your left side, you sighed with relief, because even though you were still doing most of the job, you didn't have to rise on your own, they were there to help you in any way they could, and you could go much faster thanks to that. You even rest your elbow on Jake's shoulder and pulled his head closer to your breasts, letting him know that they were all his if he wanted. And oh, how much he wanted them... Even though he still felt guilty for leaving such a nasty bitemark on your skin, he almost instantly started sucking on your nipples, biting them, and pulling them just as you liked it, and that was enough to pull you to the top of your release, but what pushed you over it, was a rough bite from Mav on your left shoulder. Pain mixing with pleasure drew a loud scream from you, and without anyone to drink it from your mouth, you didn't doubt that someone definitely heard it. Your nails dug deep into Jake's skin, and you weren't fully registering what exactly was happening because you were still lost in that blinding light in your brain.

You slumped down, officially unable to move anymore, and while you felt a second load of warm cum inside your pussy, Pete was still hard as a rock. Damn, that man had both patience and stamina...

- Love, would you like for the captain here to fuck you while you're still inside mommy...? - you asked. - I know you were a good boy and you got all stretched and ready for me... - your tone was gentle and sweet because you didn't want to force him to do anything he was even a little bit uncomfortable with.

- I would like that very much, ma'am. - you smiled softly and pulled him higher, so you could kiss him properly.

- You heard our boy... - you didn't have to repeat yourself, because Pete was already slipping out of you. But before he moved behind Jake, he placed a few small kisses over the bitemark he just left on your skin, making you smile.

You didn't even have to move much, because your bed was more than big enough to accommodate the change of position. You leaned back, essentially laying down with your left leg hooked around the younger man's hip and your right one laying flat in the bed. You felt him adjusting his position, and when you opened your eyes, you saw that it was Mav maneuvering his body as if it was made out of clay. He helped him bend his knee, so it was almost under you. His second leg was placed over your stretched one, giving Mav more space to move freely behind him. Plus being intertwined like that meant that even if Jake remained soft inside you, he wouldn't slip out, keeping you nice and plugged.

You saw Mav pushing him down, so his face was yet again in your breasts, not that you minded, although the skin there was already covered in deep red hickeys, bitemarks and your nipples were so overstimulated that even the lightest touch, resulted in a mixture of pain and pleasure, which you loved.

Even though Jake was technically already stretched, Pete took his sweet time, making sure of that. Because it's not like all that slow attention was an excuse for the fact that he loved teasing his partners.

It wasn't long before he started moaning into your skin, while you were gently playing with his hair with one hand, and tracing unrecognizable patterns on his back with the other.

- Tell me exactly what your captain is doing and how it feels... - it wasn't a request, and you couldn't help but smile devilishly when Mav caught your gaze; after all, it was more for him than for you. He returned the smile and went right back to massaging Jake's walls from the inside, this time not breaking eye contact with you.

- He's so meticulous, and doing everything so slooooOHly... It's driving me crazy... - It wasn't hard to tell when Pete rubbed his fingers against the prostate. - He has two fingers insiiiihide me and is spreading them... - his moan sounded so delicious and for a quick moment he sucked on your nipple before he continued describing to you what was being done to him. - I think he's gonna add another finger, mommy... can you please tell him to add two...? - it was the first time when Jake... slipped...? He was careful not to use the word himself, but he was so desperate that he didn't even notice.

- Captain, please don't be mean to our boy, he was so well-behaved today... - you finished the request with a huge smile on your face, and Mav bit his lower lip, even though he would much rather prefer to close his mouth around something else. He only hummed in response and indeed sunk four of his fingers into the lieutenant's body, drawing a loud squeal from him.

- Well, love... You got what you wanted from the captain... And what do we say when someone gives us what we want? - you were maintaining eye contact with Pete, and you just knew he was going to fuck you so hard next time, you'd feel it for a week because you were riling him up so well.

- Thank you, captain... - Jake mumbled from around your nipple, not even bothering to release it from between his teeth.

- Now, now... It is rude to speak with your mouth full, isn't it...? And you don't want to be rude, right...? - you were playing all the right strings and it was a pleasure to hear the melody.

- Noo... - he sighed heavily and turned his head around. - I'm sorry, captain... Thank you, captain... - he mumbled and as soon as he finished talking, he went straight to your other nipple. You couldn't help but wonder if he'd be even more interested in your breasts if they were filled with milk... But that definitely wasn't a conversation for today.

- Such a sweet boy... - you've said more to Mav, than to Hangman, who was giving his full attention to your breasts.

- He is so good... Next time you should be the one to fuck him, princess... - he replied and you hummed agreeably in response. You noticed that he removed his fingers from Jake and was getting a condom on and rubbing lube over his member and you couldn't help but stare just a little from over the younger man's head. He knew he didn't have to do that with you, you established that boundary a long time ago. But he still respected it with other people, even in a heat of the moment.

- Can you ask nicely for the captain to fuck you, love...? - Jake looked you in the eyes, suddenly unsure, but not about the action itself... He shook his head, unsure of your response, but you just kissed him on the forehead. - It's ok, love... You don't have to say anything... Would you like mommy to tell him to be good to you...? - he nodded, more confident than a second ago.

- You heard that captain... - huge grin sprawled on your face. - Make our boy feel really good... - you knew that even if you didn't say anything, he would do that without missing a beat. You didn't see exactly what was happening, but you still felt a sharper suction on your skin, so you assumed that Mav dipped his tip. You saw how gently he moved, how his fingers held Jake's hips, not even making any dips in his skin, exactly what the younger man needed. You felt how Pete's moves affected him, not only because he sucked your nipples harder, whenever Maverick dragged his tip against his prostate, but because every time that happened, he became just a bit harder inside you. How the hell both of them were able to get it up so quickly...? What did they feed them in the academy...?

- He's getting hard again... - you informed Mav and his huge grin matched your own.

- Goooood... - he almost purred, and you bit your lip at that sound. - Do you think you can handle it a bit faster and rougher, love...? - he asked, and Jake nodded his head enthusiastically, You saw that Pete grabbed his hips harder, pulling Hangman closer to himself, but when he snapped his hips forwards, you were the one that moaned a little in surprise, because he was essentially using Jake to fuck you, and your moan finally broke the spell that was hanging over the younger man's head. His eyes instantly became more clear and more aware, and he started moving his hips on his own, meeting Mav's thrusts and then entering you again. He was trapped in the most delicious sandwich he'd ever witnessed and he did everything he could to help get you both off.

Mav leaned forward and moved one of his hands to your hip, trying to pull you closer to Hangman whenever he was thrusting into you. Finding a good rhythm took you all a good moment, but it was all worth it because as soon as it happened, none of you really cared about all the noises either of you made, all that mattered was selfishly chasing that orgasm. Jake was the first one to finish... You weren't sure if he actually had any sperm left, but his whole body twitched and collapsed heavily on top of you, while Mav was still pounding into him mercilessly, turning him into even more liquid jelly.

- Im gonna be back, love. - you whispered directly into Jake's ear and swiftly got away from under him. Mav observed your movements, focusing his gaze only on you, and understanding what you were doing, quickly got out of Jake and took off his condom, while you quickly straddled him and guided his hard cock into your ass, since he was already there before. Being extremely horny didn't mean that you were open to vaginal infections from unsafe sex.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and held you in one place while he was slamming again and again into you with a strength that could have been scary under any other circumstances. You didn't give a fuck about how loudly you were moaning and screaming, because he was making you feel so good, that you forgot about the rest of the world.

You felt him getting closer and closer, and when you finally were sure he was going to cum any second, you whispered a simple four words in his ear... "Come for me, captain..." and he spilled all over your insides, holding you tightly in his arms and digging his teeth into the soft muscle on your right shoulder, one of few places on your torso that was without any marks. That was until now. And that was enough to push you over the edge for the fourth time today. You weren't sure what came over you, but you bit him harshly as well. In the place where his neck met his shoulder, so you knew it would be painful, but he only squeezed you tighter in his arms, as if he was afraid that you would disintegrate if he dared to let go just for a second.

When you finally started climbing down from cloud nine, you realized that your breaths and heartbeats synchronized, because you could feel his through his skin, and you were sure that if you realized that, he did as well.

- Hi, captain... - you've finally said, still trying to calm your breathing down.

- Hi, princess... - he replied and kissed you gently. You gave yourself a few more seconds just the two of you, embracing each other bodies, pressing your foreheads together, so there was no space for anything else in between you. That small moment of intimacy was exactly what you needed before both of you came back to Jake, who was still basically high on what happened tonight.

- Wipes in the nightstand... - you've said to Mav since he was closer to them, and you snaked one of your arms under Jake's head, so you could hold him close. You hummed in surprise when you felt Mav pulling your leg up and putting it on his shoulder, while he warmed a wet wipe in between his hands, so it wouldn't be so cold on your skin and started wiping the mess that all of you made. Fortunately, the wipes were of good quality and didn't have any trouble taking care of the mix of your own juices, lube, and cum. They definitely couldn't replace a good shower, but for now -they were more than adequate. Mav also leaned over you and gently cleaned the mess that was left on Jake's body, and the younger man tried to growl in response, one squeeze from you, and he was behaving again.

After cleaning both of you, Mave pressed and opened the water bottle to your lips, making sure you'll drink enough, and after a moment you did the same with Jake, who was still coming down from his high. It was adorable how fucked out he was and after you returned the water bottle to Mav, you hooked one of your legs on the younger man's hip, pulling him just a little bit closer to you.

- Can you please open the window...? - you requested quietly and Mav obliged. During sex you didn't mind how hot your bedroom was, but after... It was a different conversation. It was still hot outside since it was the middle of July, and with two radiators-aviators in your bed, it was bound to get even hotter, in the literal sense, because you knew from experience that both of them radiated extreme temperatures, so you knew no matter what, you'll wake up drenched in sweat.

But before Mav joined you, he gently removed a messy top sheet, trying not to move either of you too much.

- Just leave it anywhere, and c'mere... I'll wash it tomorrow... - you said with your eyes closed. You were slowly dozing off, but Mav obliged before you were completely gone and lay behind you, wrapping his arm around you and gently resting it on your breast. It wasn't sexual, more of a comfort thing, and it made you smile.

- Pervert... - you whispered jokingly and he chuckled in response, pulling himself closer to you and placing a soft kiss on the bitemark closest to his mouth, but this one you haven't felt, the exhaustion finally catching up.

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topgun-imagines · 7 months

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Day 14: I Remember Everything

Pairings: Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell x fem!reader

Synopsis: Both you and Maverick are struggling with the loss of Goose. Based on the Zach Bryan And Kacey Musgraves song ‘I Remember Everything’.

Warnings: Alcoholism, death, tears, bad coping mechanisms, break-ups & feeling of abandonment.

Word count: 1.2k

Ever since your boys went off to Top Gun, you couldn’t wait to see them. So, when family week rolled around, you, along with Carole and Bradley, boarded the plane together. Carole was ecstatic to have her sister-in-law joining her on the flight. It gave her someone to watch Bradley while she snuck in a few hours of shut-eye. You couldn’t wait to see your big brother. However, Goose wasn’t the only one you were excited to see. For the past three years, you and Maverick had been dating.

Throughout their time in Fighter Town, you had heard all about your boyfriend’s rivalry with Iceman. You remembered him from Goose’s time at the academy. You found that he was a lovely person. So lovely, in fact, that you went out with him for the entire time Goose was at the academy. You wouldn’t put his competitive side past him. Even if Maverick was stretching the truth just a little bit. You never imagined that the competition between them would escalate to where it was now. As far as you had been told, it was a healthy, safe competition. Now, however, you wanted to smack both Iceman and your boyfriend upside the head.

Your older brother was the most important person in your life. He had practically raised you. You could vividly remember crying for weeks when he left home for the academy. When Maverick and Goose had first been paired together, you had sat the rebellious pilot down and told him that while Goose trusted him, you weren’t so convinced. In that moment, Maverick promised you that your brother would always return safely to his family. Three months later, Mav took you out on your first date.

Maverick had quickly gained your trust. You soon came to learn that you and your brother were the only family that he had. That only helped to prove the fact that Maverick would sacrifice himself in a heartbeat for either of you. For that, you were immensely grateful.

Given their job, you understood that there was a large risk factor. However, you knew how good of a pilot your boyfriend was. If he had any control over the situation, everything would turn out okay. Even though you trusted him, you knew that sometimes, he didn’t trust himself. When he was up in the air, it was like he was flying against a ghost. You knew exactly whose ghost that was.

Mav had always thought that he was a disappointment, purely because he was his father's son. He had always been told that he would never amount to anything, all because of his last name. You saw how hard he worked to prove them wrong. That was one of the things you loved about him. No matter how many times he got pushed down, he always got back up.

This time, however, was shaping up to be very different than the others. This time, there was no going back.

Before they left for Top Gun, you had told Maverick about your ex. After all, you were pretty sure that he would be there as well. Oh, how right you were. It was just your luck that the two of them would end up going head-to-head for first place. At the beginning, you were thrilled with the idea of Mav and Goose getting to go to Top Gun. Now, you would give anything to keep them from ever getting a chance.

Only a few days after you had arrived for family week, there was a tragic accident. Maverick and Ice were tied for first and you knew that both of them would do whatever they could to win. What you didn’t know was that ‘whatever they could’ would come with a grave cost.

When you had first heard the news, you collapsed. You had lost your brother. The one piece of your family you had left and he was gone. Unsurprisingly, Maverick had turned into a mess. Goose was like the brother that he never had. Regardless of whose fault it was technically, Maverick would never stop blaming himself. Needless to say, Mav wasn’t handling the situation very well. Even Carole seemed to be having a better time coping with the tragic loss of her husband.

While a large part of you felt so sorry for your boyfriend, the other part wished he would open his eyes. He wasn’t the only person that lost somebody. But he was sure acting like he was. Carole had lost a husband. Bradley had lost a father. You had lost a brother. And yet none of that seemed to matter to your grieving boyfriend. To him, he was the only person that lost Goose. He began drinking his troubles away, not a single thought as to what all of this was doing to you.

Now, you were sobbing in the bedroom you shared with Maverick. He hadn’t been at the past few days of training, spending all of his time in the bar. With your boyfriend off god-knows-where, you couldn’t help but miss everything that the two of you used to have. Late nights spent cuddled up on that old ratty couch, Mav whispering sweet nothings in your ear the whole time flooded your mind as you continued to sob.

Goose wasn’t just your boyfriend, he was your best friend. A few days after the accident, the pain had worn off. Now, all you felt was numb. While Maverick had drinking, you had nothing. You had nothing to make that feeling go away. Through your tears, you finally came to a horrible realization. Your loving boyfriend was gone. He died in the same accident that your brother did.

You couldn’t stay with him anymore. Not if it was going to be like this. Was Maverick hurting? Of course he was. But were you also hurting? Yes. In the aftermath of the accident, you had assured Maverick again and again that you were there for him. That you would be the shoulder he could lean on should he need somebody. Instead, he had turned to drinking, leaving you with no shoulder at all.

Sniffling, you wiped your nose on the back of your hand and stood up from the bed on shaky legs. You hadn’t left the bed all day. Picking up the phone, you tried to call the bar where you figured Maverick was. When the bartender picked up and tried to hand the phone to Mav, your boyfriend refused to talk to you. The phone dropped out of your hand as you stared straight ahead. That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Numbly, you began packing your bags. You had very few clothes, but you threw all of them into a bag with little to no order. Soon enough, your bags were packed and you were slamming the door of Maverick’s base housing. Time seemed to fly as you called a taxi to the airport and bought a ticket home. Sure, Carole and Bradley were still here, but you had no reason to stay. You would have loved to stay for Maverick’s graduation. However, you just couldn’t bring yourself to wait around for someone that was long gone.

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themorriganwitch · 1 year

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Top Gun: Maverick Kink Headcanons

Summary: Headcanons for 5 kinks 5 particular Daggers have

Words: 1k

Characters: Bradley Bradshaw, Natasha Trace, Jake Seresin, Bob Floyd, Pete Mitchell, also includes some IceMav

A/N: Includes NSFW Content, 18+ only MDNI!!, English is not my first language, so there will be mistakes.

Masterlist

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Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw

- Choke kink – on the few occasions where he let you take the lead and let you bounce on top of him, he wants nothing more than your tiny fingers wrapped around his throat. And when you squeeze him just right – he could come in that exact moment.

- Daddy Kink – I don’t know why, maybe it’s just the vibe he gives or maybe it’s me wanting to call him Daddy, he definitely has one. Amen.

- Overstimulation – God, how he loves seeing you completely messed up, tears straining your cheeks after he gave it to you so good again and again and again.

- Impact Play – How he loves watching your ass jiggle, your flesh red and hot from where he put his hands.

- Breeding Kink – Nothing he would ever think about during his frat boy years but after finding his soulmate he cannot imagine something sweeter that seeing you pregnant with his child.

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Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

- Breeding kink – that man wants to see your belly round and your tits swollen. Could be the southern boy from a huge family in him or just him in general. No matter what – that man wants to see you pregnant with his child.

- Cockwarming – Jake being the touchiest human on planet earth loves nothing more than feeling your walls hugging him perfectly close, especially after coming right back from a long deployment.

- Edging – He’s a teasing piece of shit. Nothing gets him more going than hearing you beg for his cock.

- Exhibitionism – slipping his hand between your thighs while sitting at dinner with Rooster and his girlfriend knowing only, he can feel the wet patch on your panties even though you are in a room full of people, that’s probably the best dinner he ever had.

- Brat Taming – Mouth ‘Make me’ at him, after he admonished you several times for you teasing him on a navy ball and will fully loose his shit as soon as you come home.

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Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell (Most of these involve IceMav)

- Rank Kink – oh how Mav adores when you call him Captain. But he adores it way much more calling Ice by his rank when the admiral rewards him for not annoying the shit out of Cyclone.

- Spit Kink- That man likes to get messy in the sheets, add some dominance vibes to it and he is a happy man.

- Threesomes – Not with everyone of course but he would lie if says that he never thought about you, Ice and him getting messy in the sheets.

- Switch: With everyone but Ice, Mav is probably the dominant part. But as soon as him and Ice are alone, he fully submits to his Admiral, knowing he would never regret it.

- Brat Taming: Ice taming Mav after he spend another day driving Cyclone and the whole Navy insane – it’s not a headcanon but universal.

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Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd

- Dom / Sub dynamic – being always underestimated by his co-workers and superiors Bob loves nothing more to come home after a rough day and reward someone for doing exactly what he tells them to do. And he will always take such good care of you.

- Bondage: he might look innocent with his birth control glasses and everything, but he goes absolutely feral seeing you tied up and helpless (fully consensual of course) in front of him

- Voyeurism – you, laying spread wide open on your shared king size bed while he sits on a chair across the room, watching you touch yourself and moaning his name – that’s how images heaven

- Brat Taming – Polite and kind bobby loves nothing more than showing his brat of a girlfriend how to behave correctly when escorting him to a navy ball.

- Aftercare – it’s not really a kink but since our beloved backseater is someone (honestly unsurprising) who likes it wild in the sheets, he knows how important it is to take good care of you after you’re done. He always has some water and snacks stock in his drawer next to the bed and he always cleans you up softly before he cuddles you until you fall asleep in his arms.

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Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace

- Choke Kink – the thought of you pressed under her, her hands lightly squeezing your throat while she rides you with her favorite strap on – that’s what helps her to keep going through a tough workday.

- Rank Kink – kinda similar to Bobs Dom/Sub thing – being one of the few female aviators who graduated top gun Nat had always to keep up with her co-workers not taking her serious and making fun of her (*Cough*Hangman) she absolutely goes feral if you call her “Lieutenant”, while she serves you.

- Edging – She’s incredibly similar to Jake when it comes to this (not that this is something she would like to hear)

- Sensory Deprivation – After a long day of flying and always being ultra-focused on watching the environment up in the air, Nat highly appreciates to be blindfolded and just let her other senses work while you make her feel good.

- Switch: Phoenix is a classic Switch – on somedays when she had to boss new Top Gun students around, she needs to submit to you and fully let go of all the responsibility. While on other days after being screamed at by her superiors she needs to feel a sense of control.

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Additional Headcanon for Phoenix and Hangman: Both probably would never really consider having a threesome unless it is with each other and a third person. And the whole thing would evolve from the competition who can make the third person come the most.

(Probably going to work on this for an upcoming One-shot now)

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Hope you enjoyed this, comments and prompt ideas are always highly appreciated

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aiden-in-clouds · 7 months

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Is the Top Gun fanfom dead around here or would anyone be interested in slowburn, eventual smut, multi-chapter fic about OC x Older Mav?

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suck4angststory · 2 years

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One Shot: Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell x Fem!Reader

Second Part I Still don't like him

You Never Like Every Man I'm Dating

Summary: you're dating Maverick, as an Admiral Daughter, your dad doesn't like you dating any Navy Men, especially Maverick. He tries to separate you in many ways, but is he gonna give up this time?

Warning: Mid-Smut?, Allusion to sex, fluff, so many kissing and make out, Maverick love language is forehead kisses. English is my second language. Feel free to give comments about my writing and grammars mistakes.

Author Note: first time writing in second person, hope you guys like it. If you want to be tagged just let me know in the comment. I can't reply to any of your comments because it's a sideblog. But I really appreciate your comments and responses.

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You open your eyes and looked around. You're not in your room. When you remember where you are, a smile forms on your lips. You feel a bare chest attached to your back and a tanned arm circle around your waist. You smile and turn to face the latter.

You cup his cheek and rub your thumb in his jaw. He smiled in his sleep.

"Good Morning, Captain Mitchell" Maverick smiled and tightened his grips on your waist. He then lay on his back and brought you to his chest. You let out a squeal.

"Babe, I'm gonna be late" You muttered in his chest. Maverick let out a sigh and kiss your hair. "Good Morning to you too, Sweetheart" He muttered in your hair.

You kiss his chest, trailing up to his neck to his cheek. You swung your legs and straddle his waist. The cover on your body falls to your butt.

Maverick let out a giggle when you peppered his neck with a kiss. "Okay okay okay, it's tickle now". You lift your head and give him a mischievous smile."Oh, is it?". You bend down and suck his chest hard until it left a purple mark. You trailed to his neck and suck a purple mark in there too. Maverick let out a moan and grunt, unaware of what you do. When you lift your head and grinned at him, he looked at the marks you just make.

"What!?, (Y/N)..." He groaned and rub the mark on his chest to make them gone, but it's useless.

"It looks nice, though. It will remind them, who you belong to" you bite your lip and stared at him. Maverick rolled his eyes and snake his arms on your waist. He lifts his body and sits down so you're on his lap now, he tucks your body close to him so your chest is touched by his.

"Okay, so you have to be reminded too who you belong" you let out a squeal when Maverick flipped you so you're underneath him. Maverick then kiss your neck and give them a soft suck. He kiss down to your chest and took your nipple in his mouth.

You let out a moan when his hand trailed down to your womanhood. He lift his head from your chest and looked at you with lust. "Last round before going to work?". You nodded and Maverick leaned down to capture your lips.

He opens your legs and you two continue your activity last night.

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You're in the kitchen, flipping the pancake when you feel a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist. You smile when you feel Maverick kiss your cheek.

"It smells nice here" he muttered on your neck and give them delicate kisses.

"It's just pancake and bacon" you tilt your neck to the side and Maverick peppered kiss in there. He brought your hair to the other side to give him more access to your neck. "Everything you make is good. Including you" his hand trailed to your breast to massage them. He then begins to give your neck soft sucks. His grey Navy shirt you wearing and you tuck into your Jeans, he begins to lift it. Your eyes fluttered closed and you let out a shaky breath at his actions.

"No, Mav. I have to go to work". You stopped his hand before he can unbutton your jeans. Maverick steps back and you turn off the stove before turning around to face him.

"Why? We still have time" He frowned. You cup his cheek and give his lips a peck. "Hondo called me five times while we were in the shower. "

"What happens?" He furrowed his eyebrows. His arms snake to your waist and brought you closer to him.

You circle your arms to his neck and begin to play with the hair on the nape of his neck. "He said he wants to talk about the project." You shrug. "So, I have to go now, and you can't come late today. Today is important" Maverick smiled and leaned down to give your lips a chaste kiss.

"I know. I even mark it on my calendar" he begins to sway you and rest his forehead on you. "So, you're not going to catch a ride with me then?"

"I'm sorry baby" you give him puppy dog eyes. The one that'll make him weak on the knees. "Besides, you still have to fix that Mustang though. You promise to take me on a ride"

"I still can give you a ride in there even though it's still not fixed" Maverick give you a teasing smile.

"Pervert" You snorted.

"What you mean Pervert? We don't have to fly, just take the plane for a joy ride around this place. No need to be flying" His smile is bigger now because he caught you on guard. You scoffed and kiss his lips one more time before entangling yourself from him.

"Love you, Maverick" you open his trailer door and walked toward his living room in his shop, you take your Dark Blue Denim Jacket with a lot of Navy patches.

"Love you too Sweetheart" He called out from his door. You smiled and blew him a kiss. You walked toward your car and slipped into your Jacket in the process.

Before you can open your car door, Maverick called you out. "Wait, (Y/N)!" He jogs up to you, when he's in front of you, he cups your cheek and kisses you hard on the lips. You smile and kiss him back and cup his cheek with one hand.

"For good luck" He pulled away and give you one last peck.

He kisses your forehead and muttered, "I love you". You smile and kiss his cheek. "I love you too"

He opens the car door for you and gives you a wave when you pull back your car, you take a turn and blow him a kiss and wave before leaving his sight.

Maverick smile and shake his head. He let out a happy sigh and walked back to his trailer. His day with you is always the best day he has. He acted like a horny teenager whenever he was with you. He always wants to touch you, kiss you, and wrap you in his arms. He doesn't want you to leave his side. This year has been great for him, and no one can ruin that.

Your relationship with Maverick hit two years now and he doesn't want to replace it even if the world depends on it.

He loves you so much that it makes his heart beat so fast whenever he is near you.

You met him during one of the Jet programs you lead. He's one of the pilots that'll gonna test your project.

Despite your Father warning about Navy Men and you decided you didn't want to involve with their kin, Maverick manage to knock down your walls about this. You begin dating him after six months of turning down his date offer.

When your Dad found out, he didn't like it. He thought Maverick is too old for you and he was just some Navy Brat that always gonna make himself and you in trouble. So he cut Maverick from the program but his guardian angel manages to take him back again. Your dad even tries to send you across the world but somehow Maverick manage to be in the same program again with you.

Until this day, your dad didn't like him and try everything to separate you two. But Maverick always have his way to close with you again. He doesn't have a problem with your age difference with Maverick, he and your mom too have huge age differences. It's just, He Doesn't Like Mavericks.

When he assigned you to lead his new program to build a new Jet Plane, he didn't know you will have Maverick as the tester pilot. He tries to send Maverick to another program, but again, Maverick always have his way too close to you, his guardian angel, once again, helps him to secure his place in this program.

But not today, this day your dad has a perfect plan to make Maverick go away from your life, including the Navy, for good.

***

When Maverick arrived at the Hangar, he saw Hondo and CWO for this project gather around beside the Dark Star Plane. Their hushed voice fills with worries.

Maverick park his bike and remove his aviator while he climbed out from his bike, he walked to them with his aviator in hand.

He gave them a small smile despite their worried looked. His day has been great until now, no one can't ruin them. "Hey. What is it? What?" He whipped his head to find any explanation from them.

Hondo pursed his lips "We've been ordered to stand down. They're scrapping the program. They say we fell short. The contract threshold is Mach 10." Hondo shakes his head in disbelief at this situation.

Maverick expression changed to surprise "Mach 10 is supposed to be in two months. Today's test point is Mach 9." Maverick pointed out

"Well, that's not good enough." Hondo shrug.

Maverick bit his lips. "Says who?" He looked at Hondo

"Admiral Cain." One of the CWO answered for him. Maverick tossed his head down and pursed his lips, he know very well who that was. He begins fidgeting with his aviator.

"The drone ranger. He wants our budget for his unmanned program." Hondo explained.

"He's on his way to kill the test and shut us down personally." The CWO added.

Maverick nodded and pursed his lips "Where's (Y/N)?" he asked Hondo.

"In her office" Maverick walked away from them to your office. He knows very well what this project means to you. You spent your entire year making this program works. You slept for three hours when you start building the plane, you even slept in your office to finish the design and just come home two days a week, and it was him that begged you to get some sleep in your home.

You told him that this is your dream to build something, you spent your life just testing weapons or making some designs, but didn't have a chance to build them. That's why he asked Iceman to assign him as a Pilot tester for the Program. To be close to you and to help you make your dream come true.

So he'll make this project work for you and the sake of everyone in this program.

****

Maverick knock at the door but he just heard your sniffles and hiccups. He carefully push the door open and saw you on your chair. Your hands covered your face and the Dark Star sketch was scattered on your desk.

Maverick heart hurt seeing you like this. He walked to your desk and take the chair in front of it. He rolled the chair beside you. He sits down and carefully takes your hand from your face.

"Darling.." he said softly. You sniffed and wipe your tears with your free hand.

"What is wrong with him? He wants me to lead this program, and, when we're close enough to reach the final, he wants to shut it down. Did I do something wrong, Mav? Did this program actually useless? Did I doing it wrong all this time?" You asked him. Maverick brought you to his chest and shush you. You cry again on his shoulder. "No no no, this isn't your fault, darling. You know how he is."

"But it isn't fair. All of these people uphold on this program, we work so hard to reach this point" you sobbed, soaking Mav's jacket. Maverick stroke his thumb on your temple while rubbing your back with the other.

"So we give him what he wants," He said nonchalantly. You stopped crying and lift your head from his shoulder. You looked at him confused. "What?" You cock eyebrows to him.

He cups your face and wipes your tears with his thumb "If he wants Mach 10, we give him Mach 10" he said sternly.

"But it isn't possible Mav. It is supposed to be Mach 9 before Mach 10. I don't even know if she is capable to do it" you shake your head in his grip.

"You have Maverick on your team. Everything is possible" he gives you a smug smile.

"Mav.." you whined. "I mean it. Let's hit the Mach 10, she's ready" He reassured you. He placed both of his hands on your shoulder, he leaned closer and looked at you in the eyes. "Did I ever doubts you these past years?"

"N-no but.." you trailed off. You don't want this, you know what happens to him when he fails this test.

"Trust me, darling. We're gonna hit that Mach 10 he wants so much. And we're gonna slap him with that right in his face" He give you his Cheshire smile, and you broke into a smile. He rests his hand on your cheek and stroke your jaw. "There it is that sweet smile. Don't be sad again, my love. We're gonna be fine" He leaned to kiss you on the forehead.

"I love you." You told him.

"I love you too. C'mon, we should get ready. All of them are waiting for us" Maverick stand up and gives you his hand, you gladly take it and you walked out of your office hand in hand.

****

Maverick sit on the chair while the doctor took his heart data from his body. You stood beside the doctor and read the WCO report about Dark Star.

"Wow, your heartbeat is so strong Maverick," the doctor told him. He glances at you that still focused read the report.

"Yeah, took some strong coffee today" He glance back and clear his throat. He begins to tap his fingers on the arms chair. The doctor raised her eyebrows at him and shake her head with a smile.

***

"Hondo gonna assist you for today, I have to check something on the plane before you use her" You walked in the hallway with Maverick beside you. He suddenly stopped on his track, you stop and cock your eyebrows at him.

"Okay, then give me my Good Luck kiss" He walks to you and leaned down trying to kiss you, but you push him back by his chest.

"Not here, there are too many people here" you jutted your head behind him where people were busy walking back and forth in the hallway. Maverick let out sighs and tug you with him. He brought you to the janitor closet.

He closed the door behind him and kiss you on the lips. You are taken aback by this but kiss him back afterwards. He tugs you closer by the waist and rests your back on the door. He deepened the kiss and You wrap your arms around his neck. You pull back to catch your breath while Maverick tries to catch your lips.

"Why you always so horny" you bit your lip to contain your smile and shook your head.

"I'm not horny, I'm just trying to kiss my girl" he scoffed and leaned down to kiss you again but you put your hand on his chest.

"That it's not a kiss, baby," You give him a chaste kiss on his lips "this is a kiss. That was made out" you brush his hair and looked at him softly.

Maverick bit his lips and smiled. He cock his eyebrows "it's not make out, darling, this is make out" he leaned down and kiss you hard on the lips. He licks your lips to gain access to your mouth, when you open your mouth, Maverick shove his tongue into you. Your make-out session becomes hotter, he massages your breast through your uniform. When he tries to open your trouser, knocks on the door interrupts him.

"Mav, we ready for your physical test" Hondo's voice muffled behind the door. He pulls back immediately and rests his forehead on your shoulder to calm down himself.

"Yeah, I'll be down in sec" he called out. You lick your lips and played with his hair.

"C'mon captain, there's someone we need to slap in the face," You told him. Maverick then lift his head from your shoulder and kiss your forehead.

***

You sat beside Hondo in the control room. Maverick voice begins to fill the room.

"Control, this is Dark Star. How do you read?"

"Dark star, control. Loud and clear. How me?" Hondo is gonna lead the test for today while you sat and watched the progress until Admiral Cain is coming.

"Loud and clear. Takeoff precheck's complete. Ready for A.P.U start."

"Ready left engine start. Ready right engine start. Thumbs for taxi." All of the WCOs then give the thumbs up for Hondo "We are ready for taxi." You rest your back in your seat. You folded one of your arms on your stomach and other you raise your fist to your mouth and begin to bite at it.

"Tower, this is dark star. We are taxiing with information Alpha."

"Dark star, you are clear to taxi. Runway 21. Winds 210, 10." The traffic controller gives clearance for Maverick .

"Fuel temps are looking good."

"Control concurs."

"Battery's holding at 95%. The cabin pressure looks good."

"Control concurs."

"Tower, this is dark star. We're ready for takeoff. Requesting an unrestricted climb to 600 and above."

Traffic controller "Dark star, the runway and skies are yours."

You heard on your headphone that Admiral Cain just pulled up on the gate, you stopped fidgeting and looked at Hondo. Hondo looked at you with consent for a sec and looked back to the screen to tell Maverick through the radio.

"Maverick, Cain just pulled up to the gate. It's not too late to stop, buddy. You know what happens to you if you go through with this." Hondo told him.

"I know what happens to everyone else if I don't," Maverick muttered, his mind already set. You saw everyone in the room look at the screen with hope. They're like family to you, working side by side for a year and they've to go back to working in the boring facility while waiting for a new program called to them if this program got shut down.

Hondo tilted his head down. "Dark star is ready for takeoff."

You touch Hondo's hand, he lifts his gaze to you. You nodded at him reassuring him that we should try this. Hondo let out a deep sigh and begin to prepare for take-off.

"Everyone, go for takeoff, starting with the engine."

"Engine, go."

"Thermals, go."

"Fuel, go."

"Electric, go."

"Control surfaces, go."

All of the WCOs cleared Maverick for takeoff. "Dark star, control. You're cleared for takeoff."

You let out a sigh when Maverick takeoff the plane. The real test has started. "Dark star, you are cleared above 600. Increase to Mach 3.5.

"Cleared above 600. Increase to Mach 3.5."

The door to the control room is slammed open and Admiral Cain walked inside, he looked pissed "Admiral. Uh, just in time, sir." Hondo great him. Admiral Cain took off his aviator.

"I'm early. So are you. Care to explain?" He asked harshly. He looked at you, but you glare at him and rolled your eyes. You looked back to the screen in front of you.

"Transitioning to scramjet." The Engines jet roaring.

"Uh, mav, Admiral Cain is asking..." Hondo furrowed his eyebrows

"Ordering." Cain corrects him.

"Ordering that we bring her down."

Maverick then imitates audio distortion "Op... oop... Alpha... three, oh... as sing... ach... Ive... 4, and... within six..." you can see humour on his face. You smile at him and bit your lips to suppress your laugh. Hondo turned to Cain

"This is where we've had trouble with comms, sir. It's the earth's curvature. It's called 'earth bulge.' " All of the WCOs in the room suppress their laugh at Cain's expression that looked pissed and confused.

"Did anyone offer you a coffee?" Hondo ask him, but Cain just raised his eyebrow to him "Okay." Hondo nodded and looked back to the screen.

The sound of the screen beeping reaches all of your attention "He's at Mach 7, pushing 8."

"Flight data?" Hondo asked the WCO

"Receiving. Data is good."

"Temperature's climbing. The response is still stable. We're feeling good."

The screen beeping with the increased speed "Mach 8.8. 8.9. Mach 9."

"He's the fastest man alive," Hondo whispered and shook his head in disbelief.

"Talk to me, goose." Your heartache every time Maverick call Goose's name. You begin fidgeting again in your seat.

The screen beeps every time Mav increase his speed "Mach 9.1. 9.2. Mach 9.3. 9.4. Approaching high hypersonic."

The warning beeps begin to appear "Windshield hot caution." The alarm begins blaring. You almost stand up from your seat. "Surface temp rising." You heard Maverick grunts and gasps. You stand up in your seat and looked closely at the screen. Maverick gasps and shouts out when the speed begins to close to Mach 10.

"Mach 10!" All of you in the room begin to cheer. You hug Hondo and he lifts you from the floor. You give Admiral Cain a smug smile and he rolled his eyes at you.

"Put that in your Pentagon budget!" One of the WCOs shout out to him and Cain whipped his head to him. You snorted and sit down again.

But this is when you begin to panic, Maverick always want to test his limits.

"Don't do it, baby" you muttered to the radio.

"Oh, don't do it. Don't do it." Hondo do the same but Maverick increase the speed to Mach 10.1 "oh shit"

You shook your head and rest your back on the chair. You put your hand on your temple and begin to massage them. At least he hit the Mach 10 he promise you.

"You got some balls, stick jockey. I'll give you that." Cain gritted his teeth and turn to you, he shook his head at you.

The alarm begins to blare and suddenly the screen turns black, lost connection to the plane. You jump on your seat with Hondo. "Maverick. Maverick!" Hondo tries to call him but no response.

Admiral Cain scoffed, he then turn to you "(Y/N), I need to talk to you. In your office" He turns around and leaves the room. People in the room looked at you, but you just give them a tight-lipped smile. You pat Hondo's shoulder and followed Admiral Cain to your office.

****

Admiral Cain sits on your chair in your office. You sit opposite him with your arms crossed.

He looked at the pictures you placed on your des. There's the picture of you, your sister, and him on your graduation day, and your picture with Maverick on your vacation in Bora-Bora, Maverick is shirtless with his black short and you wearing a white bikini. Maverick lift you from the ground, hand resting on your butt and your arms wrapped in his neck. He kisses you on the lips with his aviator still on. The background is sunset in Bora-Bora.

The second picture is you and Maverick kissing in at night in your hotel room with Eiffel Tower in the background.

Admiral Cain turns down your pictures with Maverick. You rolled your eyes at him.

"Congratulations, your program is successful" he rests his elbows on the table.

"Thanks to Maverick. If it weren't for him, maybe my program will be shut down by now" You scoffed at him.

He rests his back on the chair. "I'm not gonna thank that punk" He shook his head.

You tsk and let out a sigh. You place your hand on the table. "Dad, get over it, we've been together for two years now"

"And I still don't like him," He said sternly. You frowned and folded your arms again "You never like every man I date"

"I like that British boy" He shrugs and rests his back again on the chair.

"You threatened him by holding a gun in front of him" you exclaimed. You still remember when your sister told you what your dad doing to that poor boy. He is just a sweet little boy who you met through your physic class. You've been dating for three months back there. Your dad threatened him when he want to pick you up for a date. He run off immediately and cancelled your date that day.

You try to call him, try to talk to him in person but he avoided you. And next week, your friend told you he moved out back to England. You told your sister about this, and she said she saw dad threatening the poor boy by holding a gun in front of him.

You adore your dad, he raised you alone with your sister when your mom passed away when you were three years old. He became a single father with two daughters, and his work in the Navy made it very difficult for him, thanks to his Mom that helps your dad through this. Every time he got deployed, you and your sister gonna stay in your grandma's house. But sadly, your grandma passed away when you were in high school.

You remember crying over to him when he got deployed one day, you don't want with your Grandma or your sister, you just want him. He calm you down before going and make him late for deployment. Because of that, he get a suspended for a week.

"I just give him an example of what happens if he tries to hurt you, sweetheart. And Same goes for him" he pointed out to the frame he turn down.

"And next week he moved out back to England" you retorted. After this, you don't speak to him for a week. It tortures him, and you know that. After that, he agrees to never be involved in your love life again.

But he have his own way to make all of the men especially Navy men will go away from you. He'll make them stationed in the middle of a desert. Or send you to another country for a special mission.

But Maverick, he can't make him stay away from you. He even tries to make him discharged from the Navy, but again, he come back.

He knows who Maverick is. His reputation among every Admiral is not surprising. His relationship with Admiral Benjamin's daughter is always been talked about by every Admiral in the Navy.

But, he knows you're an Adult now. You're 30 years old and can choose what is bad or not for you. But he doesn't want you to end up like Benjamin's daughter.

Maverick tries to gain his trust and he almost falls with it. He gives you the Dark Star program and sends Maverick away to the desert, but somehow, he's back and becomes your tester pilot. And now you've been seeing each other every day for this past year and it's just made you and Mav grew closer.

He knows any of this because he always has his eyes on you.

Cain let out a sigh. "Look, I'm here isn't want to discuss about your love life. I'm here because They need you to test some weapons" he leaned closer and rest his arms on the desk.

"They? Or you?" You lifted your eyebrows to him.

"They, Pentagon, The Navy. They have an upcoming mission in four weeks" He remarked. You looked at him suspiciously. "Where?"

"CVN-71" He shrugs

You looked at him with wide eyes and scoffed "So you'll send me to the middle of Ocean now? Is this your way again to make me and Maverick broke up? Because it will not be happening. I love him dad" you looked at him like a kicked puppy. This is what he is afraid of, his little daughter loves a man beside him. And that man is Maverick. He really should shoot him with one of his drones while he's in Afghanistan.

"No, they really need you now. And I'll not bother you with Captain Mitchell again after this" He said to you softly.

"You said that last time, but you send me to Korea for four months, Dad" You exclaimed. And looked away from him.

Cain then let out a sigh "I mean it this time Sweetie" he said softly. You turn to him and looked at him in the eyes.

"If you mean it, you sign the paper in front of you" you nodded to the brown folder on top of your desk. On the cover is written "Cain Declaration".

He opens the folder and reads what is inside of it. He raised his eyebrows and looked at you. "Okay, if it'll make you believe me" he took your pen from the desk and sign the paper. You smile triumphantly and took the folder when he's done signing the paper. "Good, and try to be nicer with him this time" you stand up from your seat.

"Not happening" he shook his head.

"You just sign this" you pointed to the folder in your hand.

"To accept your relationship with him, not be nice nor like him," he said sternly and pointed to the folder in your hand.

You smirked and pull out a folded paper in your trouser pocket "Op, I forget to tell you. There are two pages in here, where you have to be nice and treat him like your friend. If it's not, I'm gonna brought you to court" you open the door and walked out.

Cain shook his head with your demeanour "I still don't like him" he called out but you already walked away.

***

Maverick is escorted by two men holding guns behind him. You waited for him in the corner outside your office. You rest your back on the wall behind you and tap your foot patiently.

Maverick with his dirty flight suit, helmet in his hand, smiling when he looked at you waiting for him. He jogs up to you.

"Hey.." He stands in front of you and grins. You smile, when he thinks you're gonna hug him, you punch his chest hard. "Don't do that again you freak" he let out grunts and rub the sore part.

"Sorry darling" he gasps, he has to be careful with your punch, you have a good punch. You let out a sigh and wrap your arms around his neck and hug him, not caring about the dirty suit he wears. Mav snakes one arm to your waist and kisses your exposed neck.

The two men that escorted Maverick leaving you to give you sometimes. You know them because they were your Dad soldiers. You met them whenever you visit your dad in his office.

"Is your Dad already waiting for me?" He pull back and looked at you lovingly.

"Yup.." you nodded. Maverick let out a sigh, he tossed his head down and pursed his lips. "What he's gonna do this time, honorably discharge me or send me to another desert?" He lifts his eyebrows.

"I don't know, but I think he wouldn't do that again" you shrug. Maverick cock his eyebrows, confused why your dad didn't want to punish him anymore.

When he wants to ask why, one of the two men that escorted him before appears to inform him. "Sir, Admiral Cain is ready for you"

"I'll tell you later, now, go face him. And don't piss him too much" You pat his cheek. He gives you a cheeky smirk. "I'll try"

"I love you" He kisses your forehead and follows the man to your office.

"I love you too" you called out, he turn back and give you a small.

****

You wait for him in the waiting area near the entrance. When you saw him walk toward you with a smile on his face, you stand up. He placed his helmet on the table and stood in front of you.

"So, what did he say," you ask him. Maverick hug you tight and lift you from the ground, you let out a squeal.

"They called me back to Top Gun," he said happily. You smile nervousness at him. "Oh.."

Maverick frowned and looked at your expression, "hey, I know a nice place where we can live near the beach. We can go there by bike, you said you always want a road trip with me. How does it sound?"

You bit your lips and looked down, Maverick saw this and know something isn't right. He placed his finger under your chin and lift your face to look at him. He saw your sad look "What happens, darling. Talk to me" he cup your face softly.

"Baby, I'll have another mission. They want me to test some weapons for an upcoming mission" you hesitated. Maverick let out a sigh and bite his lips. He shakes his head, he knows is too good to be true.

"Where?" he looked at you again.

"CVN-71" you muttered.

" In the middle of the Ocean! That's too far, how can I reach you? Is this your dad's way to separate us again? Sending me to North Island and you to Ocean?" His face looked hurt. He frowned.

You shake your head and rest your hands on his biceps. "No baby no. I think this mission is really important because my dad would never send me to the middle of the Ocean. He said after this mission he wouldn't budge us again" Maverick sighed and brought you to his arms. You snake your arms to his mid-section and rest your head on his shoulder. He kisses your head and inhales your hair scent.

"He said that last time and send you to Korea" he muttered on your hairline.

"That's why I made him sign that" you turned to the folder on the table 'Declaration of Cain'. Maverick chuckled and just hug you tight "But I'm gonna miss you"

"I'm gonna miss you too. We still can call or face time" you shrug in his arms.

"Why the world is so cruel. I just wanna be with my girl, have her in my arms every day" he muttered dramatically. You lift your head from his shoulder and wrap your arms in his neck. You smile and rolled your eyes at his frown.

You leaned toward him and kiss him. Maverick smile and gladly kiss you back. He cup your cheeks and deepened the kiss. Your kiss doesn't go further when someone clears their throat. You drift apart and saw your father standing beside you two with a disgust looked on his face.

"(Y/N), your chopper is ready. Your gonna take off now" he nodded at you. Maverick widened his eyes. "Right now!? We didn't even say goodbye" He stood beside you and wrap his arms on your shoulder.

"You already said your goodbye." He told him harshly. Cain then turned to you "C'mon (Y/N)" He walked away to the tarmac where Chopper already waiting.

"I love you, Captain Pete Maverick Mitchell" You smiled at him and hug him one more.

"I love you too, (Y/N) Cain" he kisses your forehead. You entangled yourself from him and follow your father outside. Maverick saw you with frowned through the glass door until you climb into the Chopper and flew leaving him alone. Once again.

He let out a deep sigh and the soldiers that gonna escorted him before, called him. "Sir.." they'll take him to his quarter.

Maverick know, he'll gonna meet you again soon, he just know it. He just has to survive whatever waiting for him on North Island.

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From Paper to Reality ∥ P. Mitchell

Captain Pete "Maverick" Mitchell x (Student) Y/N

Word count - 7k

Y/CS - Your call sign (EX. Hollywood, Dutch, Barbie)

Summary: Y/N has a crush on her instructor, Maverick but can't act on it… haha unless... FUCKING ANGST

A/N: I'm sorry if this is complete shit, please have mercy on my soul. AND No hate to Rooster, I absolutely love him so don't come for me. If anyone wants to get drunk and sing along with Seresin - the song is linked here on Youtube fire by the pointer sisters

1986 — Texas, United States of America

The sun was shining through the little quaint suburb as the birds chirped in sync with sprinklers as they pelt droplets of water on the earth below. The only thing breaking the rhythm was the Paper boy’s bicycle wheels and the thuds of the daily paper hitting against the door to land perfectly on the Y/L/N’s welcome mat.

At the tell-tale sign of the daily paper being just outside the door, Y/N’s mother was bouncing a fussy three year old on her hip. She made her way through the living room to reach the front door, while speaking in a gentle tone considering she has spent the last 10 minutes trying to calm Y/N down, but unfortunately nothing was working. “Aww sweetie pie, what’s the matter? Huh, what’s got you crying like this… shhh it’s okay baby” after placing a gentle kiss on the crying child’s forehead, Y/N’s mother swung the door open and bent down to retrieve the daily newspaper, and at that the crying stopped. The tired woman looked down at the child in her arms and noticed Y/N was hyper-fixated on the front cover photo of a Handsome brunette pilot smiling in front of an F-14 surrounded by several crew members “Huh a Naval pilot really, Your daddy might have a bit of a problem with that sweetcheeks”

Y/N’s crying fit started the second her mother took the paper from her clinging little hands, after a good ten minutes Y/N’s wish was granted as the front cover of the paper was laid in front of her sitting position “Tanks momma” slipped the little girl’s lips as she smiled down at the paper.

The front door of the Y/L/N’s home was gently opened as Y/N’s father peeked into the house to try and not disturb Y/N if she was asleep, but as he walked further into the living room he noticed his daughter was absent from her usual spot, he was ripped from his confused state when he heard a noise coming from the kitchen.

As he entered the kitchen his gaze checked the surrounding area to try and find the little terror known as his daughter, but at last Y/N was not in the kitchen “Hey honey, uh where’s Y/N at? The little munchkin isn't in the living room” all he got in response was a tired sigh escaping his wife’s lips before she closed the oven door “I don’t even know at this point, I think she’s sitting under the stairs.. but how was your day hun?” the sound of a chair scraping along the hardwood filled the quiet kitchen, as he dropped his weight into the seat “It was good besides Daniel being a dickhead but that’s normal…. Uh, Honey where is the front page of the paper?”

The sound of his wife’s laugh filtered through the surrounding air “Your daughter” lifting his gaze from the little black symbols covering the page towards his wife “what do you mean Y/N” confusion was laced through his words as he simply stared dumbfounded at the woman in front of him, waiting for her to continue. “Well, you see your sweet little princess is in love! Y/N started crying after you left for work and pretty much spent the whole day balling her eyes out. She finally stopped crying when the paper came with some naval pilot on the front cover. I took the paper away and she started crying again soooo the front page is hers, don’t even think about taking it away from her cuz if you do, I will beat you three ways to Sunday”

Y/N’s father blinked three times processing the information that just flooded his brain, “She stopped crying because of some pilot on the front page?” with a simple nod from his wife, the chair scraped once against the wood as he heads towards the cubby under the staircase, but the soft floral dress hiding under an end table caught his attention, bending down to see his smiling daughter holding the front cover of the paper “Hiii daddy” he couldn’t help but laugh at the sight, “Hi princess, what do you have there?” Y/N reached her arms out to show her father the front page “Mommy said I could have it!” before Y/N knew it she was being pulled out from under the table and into her father’s arms “Hmmm Honey, you are a little too young for boys, and I rather you stay away from military men”

After that Y/N’s mother went around the neighborhood and asked if she could have their front cover page of the newspaper, considering this naval pilot by the name of Lieutenant Pete “Maverick” Mitchell was the only thing that stopped her daughter from crying endless amounts of tears…. She wasn’t going to risk losing this gift from the skies so she ended up with a stockpile of 43 cover photos of Lt. Mitchell, she even laminated a few and stored the rest in a ziplock bag with parchment paper separating each paper.. Just to be safe!

2000 - Texas, United States of America

The Y/L/N’s resident was filled with laughter and inflated overlapping voices that floated through the baby pink balloons and glittery party streamers that cascaded down from the ceiling, it was Y/N’s seventeenth birthday.

Y/N was currently surrounded by her four aunties, that were currently on attempt #5 of trying to set her up with several different boys, that they know ‘you aren’t getting any younger’ was their chant of the day. The only thing saving the poor girl was her father, “My princess doesn’t care about boys, she’s too busy picking which Ivy league university she is attending, isn't that right pumpkin?” a nervous laugh slipped past her lips accompanied with “Yes, sir! Haha have you seen mom?” the four women surrounding them rolled their eyes, as a proud smile formed on her father’s face “She is in the kitchen, hun” Y/N quickly nodded thanks towards her dad as she made her way towards the kitchen.

The heat radiating from the oven warmed the air around, as a gentle hum floats through the kitchen “Momma, I need to talk to you about something” Y/N’s mother turned her gaze away from the half-frosted cake sitting on the counter towards her daughter “What’s wrong, baby?” Y/N sighed as she dragged herself to sit in the empty chair in front of her mother “Momma, y’know how dad wants me to go to a big ivy league college… well I don’t want to... I-I want to join the Navy and become a pilot” the icing spatula in her mother’s hand fell to the ground with a soft plop “YOU WHAT?” she winced slightly at her mother’s predictable reaction “Mom, you have known this for years. This is all I have ever wanted since I was three years old. Please I need your help I don’t know how to tell Dad, I know he’s going to be extremely pissed off that his pride and joy rather go to naval boot camp than Baylor or A&M but this is what I want to do, will you please help me?” Her mother was silent as she cleaned the dropped spatula under the faucet, before shifting her gaze towards her daughter “Baby if this is what you want, I support you no matter what… We can figure out how to break the news to your father after dinner, okay? But you are a 1000% sure, that this is what you want to do?” Y/N didn’t hesitate as the words pushed off her tongue “Yes, I’m 1 million percent sure, that this is what I want” after a few moments of silence, a heavy sigh passed Y/N’s mother’s lips “Well honey, I’m not going to crush your dreams or spirit, that what life is for” shaking her head as she reached out to hug her daughter.

The day came when Y/N broke the news to her father, as ‘United States Naval Academy’ slipped off her tongue that was the moment she saw the light disappear from his eyes as confusion and disappointment took over. Y/N’s Father thought she was sitting him down to tell him the great news, that she finally decided on a University.. At that moment he knew he should’ve thrown out a certain newspaper, but he knew nothing was going to change Y/N’s mind and opted for the peaceful route of supporting his daughter’s decision. Considering he knew Y/N was going to put everything she had into it and would be top of her class ‘When’ she goes to Top Gun….Which he was correct about, and bragged about even years after she graduated from top gun.

2020 - USS Carl Vinson

If someone told Lt. Y/N ‘Y/CS’ Y/L/N that she would be back at Top Gun she would have called them crazy and laughed in their faces, well that was Y/N’s exact reaction as her superior notified her of her call-back status. Y/N’s time at Top Gun was a love-hate relationship considering she learned her weaknesses and sharpened her skills, and also crossed paths with her best friend, Natasha “Phoenix” Trace. Looking from an outside perspective Y/N had everything and she was envied by her fellow peers, not only was she always top of the class because of her flying skills but the instructors loved her.

But Y/N didn’t have everything, she was in a deep state of depression and was only truly happy when she was flying, considering her three year long relationship with her fiance fell apart when he cheated on her, after that heartbreak her mother was diagnosed with cancer…. but the heaviest hit was her mother dying a two weeks before her graduation.

However, all of those memories and emotions were pushed aside when Phoenix pulled Y/N into a long overdue hug. Even though Y/N was dreading tomorrow, it was still comforting to see a friendly familiar face and I guess… Hangman’s too even though she spent 4 months on a naval carrier with him a couple of months prior to this.

The ringing of a bell filtered through the cramp barroom as it roared to life with cheering, as patrons made their way over to the bar’s counter just as Hangman was weaving through with two glasses in his hands and his trademark smirk. “What’s got you so happy?” Y/N’s words were punctuated with the full glasses landing against the hardwood table “Drinks are on the old guy at the bar, tsk tsk Grandpa didn’t read the sign” Y/N tilted her head to catch a glimpse of the poor guy at the bar but gave up shortly afterwards “hmm I don’t know why you are getting giddy over that, considering you will be that old guy sitting at a bar alone in 10 years” Hangman’s smirked dropped at the thought before leaning closer to his female counterpart “Oh Honey don’t tell me you forgot about our little deal…” as his words drifted through the surrounding air it sparked curiosity in the WSO sitting across, pushing his glasses up along with ‘What Deal?” The groan that emitted from Y/N was a tell-tale sign to stop the conversation but Seresin ignored her protests “Well you see my dear friend, Y/N and I made a deal that if we weren’t married in 10 years.. Well 8 years now, we would get married” the smirk never left his face, even after Phoenix slapped Y/N’s arm “Are you serious right now? Y/N I thought better of you, I am so disappointed and offended right now” rubbing the spot just assaulted by the firey brunette “What I was drunk at the time and wHy are you offended?” her confused state dropped as Natasha replied with “I’m offended because you didn’t ask me first for a marriage pact” Seresin swallowed down his beer before standing up to head over to the pool tables with a “Should have been faster Phoenix, cuz that ass is going to be mine in 8 years” ….

The room was dark except for the moonlight cascading through the window, usually that would be a comfort to her but Y/N was too focused on trying to match her breathing to the low melody coming from the chirping crickets outside her window considering sleep was evading her. Anxiety was washing over her like the California waves gliding over the shoreline, which led her to stare blankly at the small depressions lining the surface of her bedroom ceiling as she flipped through her memories as if it was an old photo album. Y/N knew this was a dangerous past time, but she couldn’t help but indulge this sadistic need as she thought about how tightly her mother embraced her before being torn apart from one another as Y/N left for the Navy. She could still hear her mother’s crying pleas for her to be safe and telling her to try and call, as her father sent her a proud smile accompanied by “Give ‘em hell, pumpkin.”

Y/N’s thoughts soon drifted through what-ifs… how her life would have been so different if she went to that Ivy league school, that her father wanted so desperately for her. She started to wonder if she should thank her 3-year-old self or curse her, considering if she never threw that crying tantrum that morning, she would have never found out about the United States Navy in the form of Lt. Pete “Maverick” Mitchell plastered across the front page of the newspaper. But in all honesty not all the blame could be pushed onto three year old Y/N, considering her mother collected 43 copies of the newspaper’s cover and even framed it… at that thought Y/N’s gaze drifted from the off-white ceiling towards the dresser, where three picture frames sat proudly atop of the worn wood; a family photo, a teenage Y/N clinging onto her childhood dog, and the old 1986’s newspaper cover.

She couldn't help but shake her head as a laugh slipped through her lips, considering how ridiculous she was as if she was still that crying three year old girl clinging to the ivory colored newspaper for comfort, as if Lt. Pete Mitchell in paper form was going to dry her tears and hush her worries, unfortunately the thought was cut short when the blaring sound of her alarm disrupted the silence.

The room was spacious but it still didn’t help to drown out her peers' loud chattering, nor the argument brewing between Rooster and Hangman but soon none of that mattered considering Y/N’s focus was aimed at the desk, where a dark blue cup sat with NAVY plastered across the front in bold gold font. Her attention shifted from the design to imagine how long the cup had been abandoned for considering steam stopped rising from it ten minutes ago, and most importantly who left it.

Y/N’s daydreaming was cut off once again almost like deja vu of this morning the only difference was instead of her alarm, it was Hangman producing the annoying sound. Y/N slowly tilted her head to look up at Seresin’s smirking face “Aww did the baby get tired of Bradshaw already?”

Hangman shifted back and forth while rolling his eyes at the younger pilot “No, I just rather spend some quality time with you, sweetheart.. Plus you are a lot easier on the eyes than Bradshaw, so move over” Y/N huffed out a laugh as Bradshaw muttered a ‘fuck you’ but complied with Hangman’s request and moved over to the unoccupied seat. Shortly after that it didn’t take long for Phoenix to drop down next to her, as y’all waited patiently for the instructor to show.

The sound of boots hitting cement over and over echoed through the room as the previously rowdy aviators waited with bated breaths as their heads turned in the direction of the entrance to get a single glance at their instructor.

A mere glimpse of the man’s face was all it took considering three year old Y/N spent hours looking at that man, Captain Pete “Maverick” Mitchell. The emotions that flooded her system were a mixture of excitement and mortification as she bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from screaming, unfortunately the quiet “fuck me no no no” slipped through her lips, which caught Phoenix’s attention as her eyes shifted from Maverick to Y/N “What’s wrong?” Ignoring her, Y/N tilted her head towards Maverick as he lifted the Navy cup off the desk to meet his lips, Which answered Y/N’s previous question as she caught the slight grimace taking over his facial expression as he willed himself to swallow down the cold coffee.

As Maverick’s gaze shifted from the manila folders laid out on the desk to lock eyes with her, the warm comforting smile he sent her way, only frightened the pilot more.. And at that moment Y/N knew her Love-Hate relationship with Top Gun would once repeat itself..

Grunting between deep exhales of air was accompanied by Y/N’s tired sigh escaping her lips as she pushed herself back down just to repeat another sixty times. This was her punishment considering Bradshaw had a tantrum in the sky and bailed as her wingman to go after Maverick, which result in Rooster being ‘shot’ and Y/N a couple of minutes afterwards.

“I’m sorry Y/CS, I should have stuck to the plan” filtered through a low grunt as Rooster pushed his body up from the planked position, “It’s okay birdboy, I was planning on doing 200 pushups after we got back anyways!... but just don’t leave me hanging next time please” Rooster nodded at Y/N as she reached her punishment goal before collapsing face first into the concert to try and cool herself down.

Maverick huffed out a laugh at Y/N’s state “That’s 200 Y/L/N, you are done for the day.. And good job out there” Y/N’s bad mood shifted to pure joy from hearing his praise, but the only response she could muster in her current state was slowly pulling her right arm up to give him a thumbs up.

At the moment Y/N was currently in the Love part of her relationship with Top Gun, considering she was learning how to perfect her dogfighting skill from her hero but was also developing a friendly/flirty relationship with Maverick. She was in pure bliss until her father showed up “Pumpkin!” echoed through the Hard Deck as the familiar voice pierced her ears.

Y/N’s face dropped as she tilted her head away from Maverick to the man approaching her “Oh fuck… Dad! What are you doing here? And how did you know I was even here?” Upon seeing his daughter’s face, a warm smile grew as he finally reached his little girl “I wanted to surprise you! So I called Natasha and she told me I would find you here… and I just wanted to check up on you, considering you’re back at Top Gun”

Before Y/N could respond to her dad, Seresin’s voice broke the silence “Pumpkin? Huh cute” her soft smile dropped as she sent him a death glare over her father’s shoulder.

Y/N pulled herself from her father’s embrace and shifted towards the team as she introduced everyone, he interrupted her before she could finish “Isn’t that the guy from the front page of the newspaper that you were obsessed with? God it’s like from paper to reality huh” Y/N’s smile dropped as she blinked three times as Maverick’s voice filtered through the suffocating air around her “Newspaper?.. Wait was it from the 80s?”

Y/N flinched as her father clapped his hands together “Yes, 1986 front page of the daily paper! When Y/N was younger she was obsessed with it, you were the only thing that could stop my little girl from crying, No matter what” Y/N felt her father nudge her but no words were formed “Honey, do you still have that thing hanging up in your room” when no response was giving he continued “She probably does, considering she took it with her when she joined the Navy…. But I got to say it’s an honor to meet the man that made my job easier, considering all the boys in her hometown envied you and she didn’t even bat an eye at them. She was too busy gawking at yo…” her father’s words fell flat as they muffled against Y/N’s hand “DAd, stop talking now… we are leaving now” without waiting for a reply Y/N dragged him with her towards the door, Y/N’s father waved goodbye as he involuntarily followed.

Hangman was holding his stomach as he laughed out “Oh that’s beautiful, Thank you, Phoenix for giving me this ammunition to use against her” Phoenix’s head shot up before setting her jaw “ Don’t be an ass, bagman” Seresin rolled his eyes at the angry brunette and shifted his line of sight to the aging captain “Oh apple of Y/N’s eyes” after the words slipped thru his lips a pained ‘ow’ accompanied it as Phoenix decked him.

The hard deck was filled with overlapping voices and laughter, as the team crowded around the pool table and surrounding chairs, Y/N instead made a beeline towards the chair against the bar counter considering she was tired of being the butt of the joke, No one seemed to notice.. Except for Maverick.

Which is how he found himself filling the empty seat to her left after a few moments he nudged her “Hey Y/CS, you okay?” Y/N tilted her head to meet his gaze before a heavy sigh was released “Well, considering Hangman has nicked you as ‘Apple of Y/N’s eyes’ mmm and my dad is staying with me for the week, I think I could be better y’know…” a slight hum in agreeance followed her words “Mav, can we just pretend that last night never happened?”

A laugh filtered around the two of them “Was it really that embarrassing for you? I thought it was sweet especially since all the boys in your hometown envied me, little bit of an ego boost… But I am curious do you still have it hanging up” Y/N sat in silence as she sucked in a deep breath “Yes it really was embarrassing for me, but I am so thrilled you are getting a kick out of this.. And yeah it’s still up, but the reason has changed over time. Yeah I had a massive crush on you, but you were the reason why I joined the Navy, I admired you and I still do but after I graduated from Top Gun the reason changed…”

Penny interrupted your thought process as she laid drinks in front of yall, Maverick shot her a small smile with a ‘thank you’ before turning his attention back to Y/N “why did it change..what is the reason now?” but she didn’t reciprocate the action, instead she just stared blankly at the bubbles rising to the top of her beer “When I was little, I would cry endlessly after my dad would leave for work and then one day I saw you on the front page and the crying just stopped. After that my mom went around the neighborhood and collected ‘43’ copies of the front cover, just to make sure I would always have you there to comfort me… So yeah the reason now, it reminds me of my mother’s love, considering not many people would go through the hassle just to make sure I wouldn’t cry ever again…” a thud followed as she pushed her glass back and forth, “it’s a hard choice to pick which reason I like more, but I think it's going to be… the first one”

The dull smack to his upper right arm was her feeble attempt to try and reprimand him, but it only encouraged the smile growing on his face as he reached to give her wrist a small shake, to try and get her attention. “I’m kidding…mostly, but I will say this, I care a lot about you and I am here for you no matter what, in paper form and physically.”

They fell into a comforting silence as Y/N leaned against him the small ‘thanks mav’ was almost drowned out by the loudness of the bar, but the soft smile forming on Maverick’s face confirmed he heard her.

Remember that promise Rooster made about not leaving Y/N hanging? Well, he broke it but this time it almost resulted in Y/N ejecting from her F-14. Everything was going according to plan Y/N took the lead and Rooster was sticking to his promise, until he got in his head and drifted off course and comms to go after Maverick, “Roo you alright? … Rooster do you copy” silence was all she heard over the comms. Y/N understood why he got antsy and jumped the gun considering Maverick shot them down each training session, but she wasn’t expecting Rooster to jerk his plan roughly up, the bad maneuver caused the nose of her F-14 to take a sharp pitch downwards as Y/N’s head slammed against the canopy. The blaring beeps bounced off the canopy disrupting Y/N’s dazed state as the comms lit up “EJECT, Y/CS EJECT NOW… Y/N CAN YOU HEAR ME…” Y/N felt like throwing up as the blood dripped down the front of her right eyebrow, before pulling forward to try and level out the plane before hitting the hard deck, which worked considering the nose of the plane was once again level with the tail.

The second Y/N’s boots touched the ground she was throwing her guts up only pausing to let out a strained “Natasha!” as the brunette took quick strides over to comfort her while sending the gathering crowd a sharp glare for gawking at the scene “Go get her water now” was barked at an onlooker. Y/N wiped the back of her hand across her mouth, as she smiled fondly at Phoenix, “Have I told you about how much I love you” a faint laugh was pulled out from the two before labored breaths from Maverick and Rooster floated through the air “Y/N.. are you okay”

Y/N slowly removed her flight helmet, grimacing as she threw it to the side before her eyes slowly moved to watch the bird soaring above her as a pained laugh followed by “You lucky bastard’ left her chapped lips. Maverick and Phoenix were in front of her instantly upon noticing the crimson liquid dripping down on her flight suit “Jesus Christ, you’re bleeding.. We need to get her to med bay” the only indication that Y/N was aware of the situation was the slight shake of her head and a slurred “Mavvv don’t tell my dad a-about this”

Tension rose among the team, considering Maverick would snap at them for making the tiniest mistake, but everyone thought it would dissolve after Y/N was healed up and cleared to fly again, but it didn’t because Maverick grounded her without a reason after she was given the green light to fly. Y/N shrugged it off but the next day he grounded her from flying again.

Anger washed over Y/N’s form as she waited patiently in the chair adjacent to the desk in Maverick’s office. She was rightfully pissed considering the accident wasn’t even her fault, but the fact that she couldn’t even be up in the one place that makes her truly happy, all because of Maverick.

Y/N’s eyes were piercing through the once again abandoned ‘Navy’ cup that sat proudly on his cluttered desk, she almost had to laugh considering it felt like deja vu of her first day back except the cup didn’t spark her curiosity to daydream about its owner or its story, instead it seemed to mock her childish antics. The sound of the door squeaking open tore her gaze from it, as she waited for Maverick to step into her peripheral “Y/N? Hey, I hope you weren’t waiting for too long…” he trailed off upon seeing her blank facial expression “What’s wrong? Is your head hurting?” As Maverick sat on the edge of his desk, concern was laced in his features as she took a deep breath “I want to know why you grounded me for TWO days in a row after I was given the green light…Mav why, I need an answer?” silence filled the space for what felt like minutes “Y/N, just give it a couple more days” Y/N rolled her eyes at his sorry excuse for an answer, as she pulled herself up to meet his eyes “That’s not an answer, that’s you trying to avoid the question”

Maverick’s eyes scanned the office as if he was trying to avoid the disheveled pilot's gaze, but in reality he was weighing his options “You didn’t follow orders, I told you to eject and you ignored a direct command. You could have passed out up there and crashed, you could have d-died… Y/N, I already lost one person I care about.. On my watch, I’m not going to lose another so just drop it, please.. You are grounded until I say otherwise”

Maverick locked eyes with her as she wiped a hand across her face, “People die every day, let me do my fucking job I’m not some naive child I know what I am doing, especially up there.. But This isn’t about me though is it? This is about you. If you truly cared about me, you would know grounding me is the last thing I need.” She shook her head as a scoff slipped through her lips before turning towards the door, ignoring Maverick’s calls as she slammed the frosted glass door shut behind her as she walked straight into Hangman’s chest “Y/N, hey what’s wrong?” his gaze shifted from the Maverick’s office door before turning Y/N with him to walk in the other direction “How about we go shoot a few rounds of pool at the Hard Deck? Hmm drinks are on me”

The sound of the frosted door rattling against the wall after Y/N stormed out echoed through his thoughts on repeat the only thing that seemed to help drown it out was the monotonous conversation and low laughter that carried through the bar. The heavy sigh released from the aging pilot, as he dropped himself into the bar stool in front of Penny had her raising a brow in question to his soured mood “What’s wrong?” followed along with a freshly poured beer pushed in front of him “Nothing Pen, it was just a long day… um, have you seen Y/N today?” Penny’s brow rose even higher, before pointing to the corner of the bar “long day my ass, what did you do? The poor girl looked like she was about to burst into tears or kill someone when she came in here … but either way if you are going to try and fix whatever you did, you might want to wait for her to sober up” Maverick shifted in his seat to look in the direction she had pointed in, Y/N was clearly drunk and swaying to the jukebox while absentmindedly singing along to the chorus.

The one too many tequila shots produced a numb feeling that successfully pushed her dejected thoughts away for a good couple of hours, she glanced through the bar as Hangman was failing miserably to work the jukebox, and refused her help saying it was ‘a surprise’ before pushing her away. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his childish antics but stayed in place, still swaying slightly to the melody of the bar chatter, until the familiar chorus of Fire rang through her ears as Seresin slurred “I'm ridin' in your caar, you turn on the radio…You're pullllin' me clooose” to try and cheer her up as he pulled her towards him as the pair sung in unison and off pitch, “I just say no,I saaay I don't like it b-but you know I'm a liaar” before others crowded in to join in on their slurred rendition.

Maverick’s eyes were glued to the scene unfolding across the bar, Y/N giggled as Hangman sway her hips back and forth to the beat. At the sight, Maverick’s facial expression was laced with disappointment, before he turned away to reposition himself at the bar’s counter. Maverick was unaware of the suspicions brewing in the brunette’s head, as he brought the glass up to his lips the words slipped out of Penny’s “You’re in love with her?” Penny’s laugh was accompanied by his choking sound, before he could dismiss her accusation he was shushed as Penny shot him a pointed look “yea I am” was huffed out. The look of victory graced her lips as his shoulders dropped in defeat “Well go tell her that loverboy before it’s too late, and do me a favor give her a ride home”

Her face was flushed against the cool bar top, providing her flustered state a bit of relief, she couldn’t help but laugh at her current state considering her mother would be ripping her a new one, grumbling on ‘Y/N sit up that’s unladylike’. The worn table would have been an uncomfortable bed, but Y/N looked past the stickiness and closed her eyes until she felt someone’s callous hands touch the top of her shoulders. A groan of protest left her body as she forced herself to see who disturbed her peaceful table nap, it was Maverick staring down at her with concern swimming through his green irises “Hi Mavv! No wait no, I’m still mad at you so kindly fuck off” the smile forming on his lips stopped her from returning to her nap “Hello to you too, I know you are but can we talk.. Please?” after a few moment’s pasted, as she weighed her options, Y/N figured she could put a pause on her nap for another five minutes “sure, I guess” as she waited for him to drop down in the chair that was previously occupied by Hangman, but he continued to stand behind her “Let me guess, you want to talk outside?” the second he nodded, the agitated pilot lifted herself with a tired sigh as she stumbled slightly to the door.

The humid California air hitting against her flush face made her want to vomit, the only thing saving her was the almost non-existent breeze as she tried to focus on the man in front of her “You are good to fly tomorrow.. Well that’s if your hangover allows it” confusion swept over her features “A few hours ago you grounded me indefinitely just to give me the green light now, what changed?” The usually confident pilot started to fidget under her gaze, which didn’t go unnoticed by Y/N “You were right, okay I grounded you because of my own fears not because you weren’t ready, I’m sorry Y/N. It’s just after you passed out in the med bay, I couldn’t leave you and that’s when I realized something changed” The air around them felt suffocating as Y/N took a cautious step towards him, “Yeahh the Doc told me you were there for over three hours, Thanks by the way for being there…But… Pete what changed” curiosity was entangled in her words, as she tried to play it off as indifferent “my feelings towards you changed, my feelings weren’t friendly but instead It was me falling in love with you, but….” All of the air left her lungs as she clung to each breath he took as if the man standing in front of her was the only thing keeping her grounded on this god-forsaken earth. The warmth radiating off of his sunkissed skin was sinking into her’s but it still felt like he was miles away from her, before she was pulling him down to meet her lips.

The groan that slipped past his lips felt almost intoxicating as she melted in the kiss further until it abruptly stopped. Maverick pulled himself away from her parted lips, Y/N froze wondering if she imagined it all but her kiss-swollen lips served as vindication. He couldn’t even look Y/N in her eyes, guilt loomed over him “but we can’t, Y/N we can’t” Her dazed, doe-eyed facial expression dropped to an unreadable blank canvas “What the fuck Pete, what do you mean we can’t?? What is stopping us huh WHAT? He winced at her words, which felt as if they were punctuated with knives “We just can’t Y/N, I’m your instructor if the Navy found out they would fire us both, it’s inappropriate ..I-I shouldn’t have said anything I’m sorry”

The promise she made to her mother rang through her thoughts, ‘never let them see you cry, don’t give ‘em the satisfaction of knowing how much of an effect they’ve over you” but it was too late, she felt hot tears rolling down her face as she muffled the cry that escaped her mouth. She felt pathetic, ashamed of herself at this very moment for putting herself in this situation. Y/N knew from the start coming back to Top Gun was a mistake but she ignored the warnings, she still was ignoring them as Maverick’s hush tone pulled her into a false sense of comfort just by saying her name.

Her body betrayed her in her delirious state, as she contemplated begging him to just give her something, even if it was just holding her shaking frame as tears soaked through his shirt but instead he couldn’t even look at her, and if he did look it would probably be ridden with guilt or pity. “Y’know Mav, out of everyone I never thought you would make me cry, but huh I guess some things change… Just, why the fuck would you even tell me? To get my hopes up? To hurt me?.....” Her vision blurred from the tears, her only sign that he was still there was the dull sound of his apology ‘I’m sorry, Y/N' the sound made her wince as if it sounded more like nails on a chalkboard. “Pete, shut up I don’t care about your ‘I’m sorry’ just can you pretend for five fucking minutes that all your bullshit reasons don’t exist? Because I know for a fact you couldn’t give two flying fucks about the rules, because you are the reckless, and arrogant Captain Pete Mitchell so what changed? mm I have a working theory, y-you are scared of getting attached and then being a fucking failure when you deliberately ruin things…” She wanted a reaction from Maverick just to know that her words had some effect on him, a small part of her hoped his response would be laced with malice just to give her a reason to hate him.

The heavy sigh slipping from his lips made her want to scream or even hit him, just to force him to feel even the slightest bit of pain that he caused her but even then it would just hurt her more to see him in that state. Her blood ran cold as she acknowledge the fact that she was nothing but a lovesick schoolgirl when it came to this man, he could stomp on her heart and fix it all with a small smile. Everything about this man overwhelmed her with conflicting feelings that should have never see the light of day, yet as those two vague words slipped past his lips, “Fuck it” she was hooked, waiting with bated breaths for him to give her anything to grasp onto.

The feeling of warm fingertips skimming across the exposed skin of her waist flooded her system, the firm hand that tilted her head up was purposeful but felt foreign in every way. The overwhelming fear of rejection loomed over her as their lips met once again, with each passing second Y/N was memorizing the feeling of his lips against hers, the way the air felt so constricting around them as she grasp unto every detail that would later agonize her weeping heart in the late hours of the night. Y/N felt as if she was drowning, every nerve in her body was overwhelmed, and her head was buzzing from her thoughts flooding her brain… ‘why is he kissing me?... is this some sort of sick joke?’ Maverick’s lips twitched up into a smirk before a low groan escaped when his back was pushed against the outside wall of the Hard Deck, followed by Y/N’s full body weight. Y/N laughter was muffled against his lip as another groan of protest left his body, as a small 'sorry' 'filtered around them.

It was the calm after the storm as silence filled the void surrounding them, they stayed pressed up against one another “Mav, Where does this leave us now? Pete shifted his gaze from Y/N to stare blankly at the parking lot as if it held the answer, “We will figure it out tomorrow, but right now how about I take you home so you can shove me up against a different wall?” Y/N couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his antics, even if it caused her cheeks to flush “hmm are you sure your back can handle that?”

Before she knew it she was being pushed off of him and steered towards Maverick’s motorcycle “Watch it, and ehh you’re worth the back pain, sweetheart”......

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bloodwrittenballad · 8 months

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kinda wanna write an older!mav mini series with lots of angst and smut… thoughts?

#pete mitchell x reader #maverick x reader #pete maverick mitchell #pete mitchell #pete mitchell smut #pete maverick mitchell x reader

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sarahsmi13s · 6 months

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|| Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell Masterlist ||

i DO NOT consent to copies or translations of my work!

hello my little cassettes! here is where you can find all of the stories that feature pete 'maverick' mitchell!

general taglist

series

sorry... none yet 😅

angst

sorry... none yet 😅

smut -- 18+ MDNI

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fluff

-> "would you just shut up and kiss him already?" (pete mitchell x simpson!reader)

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multimuseficreblogs · 2 years

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𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐠𝐮𝐧: 𝐦𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 ❅ all top gun: maverick

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𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 "𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐚𝐧" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐧 ❅ all jake seresin ❅ all jake smut ❅ all jake fluff ❅ all jake angst

𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 "𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐲" 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 ❅ all mickey garcia

𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 "𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱" 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ❅ all natasha trace ❅ all natasha smut ❅ all natasha fluff ❅ all natasha angst

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𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐧 "𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤" 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡 ❅ all reuben finch

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𝐭𝐨𝐦 "𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧" 𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐲 ❅ all tom kazansky

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multifandomworldsposts · 5 months

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❄️🛷KINKMAS 2023🧤☃️

i’m going to be doing kinkmas this year!! once again give me some requests for me.

I’ll be going to be doing december 1 through december 25!! So i hope everyone enjoys and hope everyone has a wonderful christmas and happy holidays ☃️✨🥰❄️

Day 1: Austin Butler (Breeding Kink)

Day 2: Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin (Hickeys)

Day 3: Elvis Presley (Stepdad)

Day 4: Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell (Pleasure)

Day 5: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw (Bad Girl)

Day 6: Jack Chambers (In Victory)

Day 7: Sodapop Curtis (Sleeping In The Lot)

Day 8: JJ Maybank (Doing Bad Things)

Day 9: Harry Styles (Hotel Sex)

Day 10: Michael ‘Riff’ Tamblyn (After The Dance)

Day 11: Pete ‘Maverick’ Mitchell ‘86 (At The Bar)

Day 12: Brian O’Conner (Victory Win)

Day 13: Darrel Curtis (Christmas Eve)

Day 14: Arthur Curry (In A Boat)

Day 15: Peter Parker (Studying)

Day 16: Dallas Winston (Sneaking Around)

Day 17: Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky (A Quickie)

Day 18: Ponyboy Curtis (Being a Whore)

Day 19: Shawn Mendes (Taking a Bath)

Day 20: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw & Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

Day 21: John B (A Blowjob)

Day 22: Kyle Scheible (Late Night Sex)

Day 23: Harvey ‘Mouthpiece’ Gonzales (Getting Caught)

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Showing the ropes.

Summary: You're away at a conference at a different timezone, and Maverick is a bit tied up at work.

Pairing: Pete "Maverick" Mitchell x reader

W/C: 2.2k

Rating: +18, phone sex, bondage, butt plugs, dom/sub,

TWs: Bodily Fluids

A/N: No plot. Not even if you squint your eyes and turn your head to the left. And yeah, I'm on the sub!Maverick train again xD Also, I'm definitely not admitting to what I was listening to while I was writing it, but let's just say, I discovered a whole new side of Spotify.

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You couldn't help but smile when you saw a familiar name and a picture showing up on your phone. You were already done with today's courses and planning to take a nice, relaxing bath after being on your feet for almost 10 hours, so you definitely didn't mind talking to your husband for a minute or two. Especially when you realized that he was calling from work because it would have been too early for him to be off duty. And that only meant one thing...

- Please... - his pleading whisper was the first thing you've heard.

- No hello, no "how was your day?"...? - you didn't try to hide the disappointment in your voice, and he groaned on the other side of the line. - Such a desperate slut... Putting his own needs above basic social etiquette... - you sighed loudly.

- I need to take everything off and out... I have to fly with the class... - well, at least he wasn't stupid enough to ask you to cum, because you were very clear about him not being allowed to do that on his own while you were away. And yet he called you...

- Hmmm... You know that in situations of life and death, you can do what's best, but you called me... I advise you to think about your next words carefully. Does the harness impact your moves in any way, putting you or anyone else in any danger? Be honest, I won't be mad, I just want the truth, because I don't want anything to happen to my sweet boy... - he was silent for almost half a minute.

- No... - he whispered finally.

- Does it distract you so much that you wouldn't be able to focus on what you're doing and by so, putting yourself or others in danger? - you continued the interrogation.

- No, ma'am... - he replied and you could almost taste the shame coming from the other end of the call.

- How about the plug, does it make it uncomfortable to sit in the jet...? - you suspected that it was it because you instructed him to choose one of the biggest ones you had.

- No, ma'am... - he repeated, but you still were able to tell that something was off.

- Does it distract you so much that you're having trouble focusing...?

- Yes, ma'am... - his voice barely a whisper, yet it rang pleasurably inside your head.

- Tell me exactly how it distracts you... - oh, it was going to be so much fun... You leaned back in your chair and put your leg on the edge of the desk.

- It puts constant pressure on my g-spot... And I can't sit or suddenly move without leaking... I had to put on a cage as well, ma'am... - you couldn't help but hum, but you haven't decided yet if it was something you approved of.

- I didn't tell you to do that. - your tone was as neutral as possible because you were planning to react to his reaction.

- I'm sorry, ma'am, but I was so hard it was too visible through my pants. And I changed them to darker ones, so the leaking wouldn't be as visible... - even after all those years, he could still surprise you. He was willingly putting himself in more pain, just so he could follow the instructions you left him to the best of his ability.

- I'll let it slide this time... But let's come back to that plug - where are you? - you asked, and slowly slipped one of your fingers in between your folds, gently teasing your clit in anticipation of the obscene sounds you were about to hear.

- In my office. - he replied even before you finished asking the question.

- Doors? - after all, he was still a high-ranking member of the military. Who was occasionally your perfect little whore.

- Closed. - he was indeed prepared.

- Hmmm... How long do you have? - his response would determine your next course of action.

- About 15-20 minutes, ma'am. - that last word put a smile on your face. You never liked the word 'mistress', it was too dirty for your liking, but a well-placed ma'am from his mouth... You could get drunk on it.

- Harness stays, but we're going to do something about that plug, love... So you will still be able to think in the air... How does that sound?

- Thank you, ma'am. - you could feel the obvious relief in his voice. You knew that he knew that if he truly had to take everything off and out, you wouldn't even mention it.

But he called.

He wanted you to listen to his whining while he was putting on a show, like a stripper begging for attention...

- Don't take it out entirely just yet... I want you to fuck yourself on it and make all those beautiful little noises so that everyone can hear what a slut you are. And if you help me cum before you'll have to go, I might even let you finish too... - you didn't have to be there to know exactly what his face looked like. - Chop, chop, we don't have all day... - you smiled and patiently waited as he put the phone on his desk. You could hear the zipper of his pants opening and you knew exactly when he took off his underwear because you could hear a light jingle of the small paddle lock that was keeping the chastity cage locked. - Slowly... - you didn't have to say it, because he knew what was expected of him.

At first, there was a slight groan, that told you he started to pull out the plug and got to the widest part. After all those hours without moving it, you knew that his muscles weren't as stretched as in the morning and that it would be more painful for him. You also knew from the experience, that there was still lube inside him, so as soon as he'd start moving it a bit more, everything will become more pleasurable.

He moaned loudly and you could just say that the plug went back in and rubbed this sweet bundle of nerves inside him, that made him sing so beautifully. He slowly picked up the pace, and so did you. His moans became more needy and desperate with every second and you just loved to hear them... And the soft cries in between them when he was actively stopping himself from cumming. You could almost see the long line of precum slowly heading towards the carpeted floors from his swollen and locked in a metal cage penis, and if you were there you would have definitely licked it, just to hear him get even more desperate.

- Faster... - you didn't have to say anything more... You were leaning back in your chair, two fingers inside you, while your thumb intensely massaged your clit. His moans became louder and started fogging up your brain with an obscene image... It wasn't hard to see how plump and red his lips were, because he had a habit of biting them when he was getting close, and he was close for quite some time now if you were to believe his words earlier. Poor thing must have been on edge since he left the house. His cheeks were definitely flushed and red, and his eyes looked as if they were made of glass, because of the tears that appeared in them out of frustration. One of his hands closed tightly around the edge of his desk so hard, that his knuckles would get white, and the other behind him, holding a flared base of a plug he was using to fuck himself... He would definitely be leaning forwards, his caged cock maybe even bumping the desk from time to time, if he bucked his hips too harshly... Or maybe he was even completely bent over the desk, wishing that it was you who was fucking him... Hmmm... That was a nice image... But since you couldn't lay your hands on him now, a harsh, thin jute harness that hugged his upper torso under his shirt had to be enough for him to feel your presence for now. And you could almost see the light red marks it left on his skin, rubbing against it for a whole day... Not tight enough to actually impact his movements, but enough for him to feel you with him through the whole day.

You could hear his desperate, soft cries and longing moans, mixed with your name and empty promises of what he'd do if you just let him cum, telling you how sensitive he is just for you... He knew exactly what to say, what notes to play to help you get off. After a particularly sharp inhale and a whimper in a much higher tone than usual, you bit your lower lip harshly, because the image of his desperation in your head was enough to push you over the edge. It wasn't the strongest orgasm ever, but it definitely relaxed your muscles. Plus you didn't exactly plan on cumming today...

You looked at the timer on your call; there was still a couple of minutes left until he'd have to hang up, and since he was such a good boy today...

- Pete... - your tone of voice was surprisingly neutral and devoided of emotions, even though your cheeks were flushed. - Cum for me, honey... Let me hear it... - and he did, almost instantly. Oh, how you wish you were there to see it, to lick his cock over the metal cage and taste him on your tongue. And the sounds he made... Beautiful, delicious, if only you could drink them straight from his lips... After a moment you could hear his breath calming down, and after even a longer moment of silence, you could hear his last loud moan and a quiet thump of something falling to the ground

- Thank you... - he mumbled, still out of breath, and you smiled.

- You know what to do, I'm waiting... - there was just one more thing and you didn't have to wait long for your phone to vibrate, indicating that you received a new message, which you opened almost immediately. - Good boy... - and you could see exactly how fucked out he looked, and it was beautiful. He was practically laying on his desk, cheeks red, eyes full of tears that were dripping on some papers... he didn't take his shirt off, but it rode up, so you could see just a little bit of a thin brown rope peeking from under it on his back, and when you zoomed in, you could see how the area around it got all red and irritated. And then another picture came, from a different angle... you could see his gaping hole, stretched around nothing, and a thick line of cum dripping on his underwear on the floor, while his dick was straining painfully against steel restraints.

- Just for you, only for you... - he whispered in a breathy, still trying to collect his thoughts.

- Hmmm... Are you good? - and you didn't mean that in a sexual way. You truly wish you could be there with him, and fortunately, your job didn't require longer trips often.

- I will be in a minute... - he replied and you could hear a huge smile on his face.

- Good. You can leave the plug out, but you're not allowed to clean yourself. I want you to remember what a needy whore you are through the whole day, and sit in the mess you've made. - since he had chosen the dark pants today, you knew that it wouldn't be visible, and besides - he was about to be alone in his jet for a few hours, so there was a very low chance of him actually being caught.

- Yes, ma'am. - he didn't even care, still lost in his relief.

- You have to get going, baby, they will be waiting for you... - you knew that he knew that, and yet he still allowed himself to enjoy that relaxed state. You also knew that if he needed, he'd come up with a perfect excuse, but you didn't want him to have to do that.

- I don't want to hang up yet... I want to listen to your voice for a bit longer... - you couldn't help but laugh.

- Awww... Such a needy baby... - you finally put your phone down after you finished studying every detail of the photos he sent you. - You look so good splayed out on the desk like that, not even caring that someone might knock on your doors any second, or just barge in and see what a slut you are, fucking yourself and cumming on a plug just because your wife told you so... And they wouldn't be able to think about anything else when they see you... Would you be wearing one during class...? Or at the navy balls...? That might actually be an idea. For you to have a nice, pink, vibrating egg inside while you're in this white uniform of yours. And you wouldn't even be able to control it... - he groaned, and you knew what that meant. - Go get ready, honey... And send me some nice pictures after you'll get home... I want to see that harness and the marks it left when I wake up.

- Yes, ma'am. - he replied almost on instinct. You didn't always have this dynamic, but it was something that was extremely easy to slip into, for both of you.

- I love you, Pete... - you said just before you hung up.

- I love you more... - he replied and the call ended.

#my writing #tw: bodily fluids #⛓#🔌#🎤#🥪#📞#🔥#Top Gun smut #Top Gun Maverick smut #Pete Mitchell smut #Pete Maverick Mitchell smut #Maverick smut #Pete Mitchell x reader #Pete Maverick Mitchell x reader #Maverick x reader

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topgun-imagines · 1 year

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ANGST

COMING SOON…

SMUT

Will You Be My Wife?

On Valentines Day, Maverick finally asks you to marry him. 18+ Warnings: smut, oral sex (f!recieving), fingering.

FLUFF

You’re Beautiful

Maverick is there to pick you up when you become insecure about how you look. Warnings: insecurity, self-doubt, light angst, allusions to smut.

Important Questions

After a case of food poisoning, Maverick has an important question for you. Warnings: food poisoning, vomit.

MOODBOARDS

Maverick || Moodboard

#top gun #top gun fanfiction #top gun x female reader #top gun x reader #top gun fluff #top gun angst #top gun smut #pete mitchell #pete maverick mitchell #maverick x reader #Pete mitchell fluff #Pete mitchell angst #Pete mitchell smut #Pete mitchell masterlist #maverick fluff #maverick angst #maverick smut #maverick masterlist #top gun masterlist

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sinofwriting · 2 years

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One With You - Pete Mitchell

Words: 346 Kinktober Prompt: Breeding Kink Notes: It’s the start of kinktober! Been awhile since I’ve written smut, so I’m easing myself into it.

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Maverick’s eyebrows raise as his girlfriend prances her way into the bedroom, straddling his lap in a fluid motion. “Hello.” She bends slightly to brush their lips together. “Hi.” She greets back, before sitting straight up, making them eye to eye. “I want a baby.” He grins at her, “you want a baby.” Her teeth find her bottom lip as she nods. “Yep, I want a baby.” “Should I go to the store and get you one?” A laugh escapes her as one of her hands hits his shoulder lightly, which he takes to press a kiss to her palm. “I’d prefer one with you.” “Yeah?” “Yeah.”

There’s something that fills him at her saying it’s his baby she wants. Even if they have discussed kids in the three years, they’ve been together.

“How soon do you want one?” He asks, shifting her on his lap, unable to adjust himself. Her hands drift to his waistband, fingertips darting in for a second, before darting out, “I figured we could start now.” His hands tighten on her hips before moving to her thighs, forcing her to stretch further, her crotch now fully pressed to his growing erection. “You want me to fill you up, sweetheart?” His voice is low, and he adores the way she shivers at it. “Cum in you until it’s dripping out of you.” “Mav,” She whines, grinding against him. “But we couldn’t have that, could we? We’d need it to catch quick, I’d have to stay in you all night. Let your pretty little pussy keep my cock warm as it makes sure nothing leaves you.” Another whine leaves her. “Please, Mav. Need it.” He presses his lips to her jaw. “Yeah, sweetheart? You need my cock? You need me to fill you up?” “Yes, "She gasps, his fingers dipping into her sleep shorts in the same second she responds. “Please, Mav. Want you.” “I’ve got you, sweetheart.” He murmurs, flipping them over, so she’s on her back, with her thighs tight around his waist as he hovers over her. “I’ve got you.”

#pete mitchell imagine #pete mitchell x reader #maverick imagine #maverick x reader #top gun imagine #top gun x reader #maverick smut #pete mitchell smut #top gun smut #kinktober 2022

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dearcarmine · 22 days

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top gun; maverick twt p!links

jake “hangman” seresin

him holding you in place as he fucks you

he’s too impatient, anywhere works

any excuse to wrap his hands around your throat

roped up for jake and fucked from the back

bradley “rooster” bradshaw

your ass is for him and him only

messy tongue kissing with rooster

ass kisses after getting held and fucked

appreciating your tits <3

mickey “fanboy” garcia

fanboy body worshipper

he can’t resist your tits

his chain danging as he eats you out <3

mick wants you close as he fingers you

pete “maverick” mitchell

fucking your throat after a round

mav holding you and fucking you, not being able to resist a slap or two

he makes your showers worthwhile

“like this,” he guides you

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helloitstsyu · 9 months

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TikTok Tease | Tom Cruise 18+

My masterlist

Summary : You did a tiktok video in front of Tom and teased him with it.

a/n : saw something on tiktok and just can't stop to think about this. here's the link . Also i tried smtg different, this is on reader's POV.

Pairing : Tom Cruise x Fem¡reader

Wc: 2k ish

Warning : smut. do not enter if you're minor

I saw this video and I'm itching to do it to Tom. He's upstairs right now in his office having his last phone call meeting for the day. Meanwhile I'm just down here in the kitchen preparing for our dinner while i jammed to A Gangester's Wife by Ms Krazie.

"Darling?" his voice shoots in between the upbeat tune.

Looking up, Tom's walking down the stairs. Donning a casual navy polo shirt and a pair of jeans, he looks just as ravishing as he always is.

"Hi babe, dinner's almost ready.." i smile to him as he walks closer and joins me in the kitchen. "Everything okay with the call?" I ask.

"Yeah..." he nods with a smile. "It went well. We still have to call the studio and ask for the greenlight, but yeah, everything sorted out one by one— is that my favorite pesto?" He leans to the stove and takes a look at the food that I'm cooking. Tom takes an inhale deeply at the smoking food on the stove. "Ahh.. smells amazing," he grins.

I chuckle, "Two more minutes, and I'll be done,"

"Okay.." Tom sits down on one of the stool right in front of me. He he stares at me with glimmering eyes, kid-like kind of stares. He props his chin with both hands. His big smile never leaves as his eyes glued on me.

"What are you a five year old?" I laugh and shake my head.

Tom chuckles. His eyes dart down to see what I'm wearing. Suddenly, those cheeky grins turn into a dirty smirk as he furrows his brows. His glimmering eyes turn darker.

"Is that a new apron?" Tom cocks an eyebrow.

Looking down at the blue stripy apron on my body, i remember i just ordered this a couple of weeks ago since i get bored with the other basic black apron. Blue is Tom's favorite color, i thought it would be appropriate to buy it in this color. Seems like he likes it.

"Uh-huh." i nod.

"Hmm," Tom squints his eyes and smirks. "Looks good on you, darling," his voice suddenly changes, drops an octave deeper.

"Is that so?" I tease him with a slight head titl as i turn off the stove. I lick the spilled pesto on my finger while i look up to his eyes with that sireny-spelled gaze.

Tom chuckles, he shakes his head, "Baby.. no! I'm hungry. We're gonna just eat this delicious dinner you made." His smile is wide despite the stern in his voice.

"Okay!" You laugh, "What else are we gonna do– it's done. Stop gawking at me and help me plate,"

Tom laughs, "Gawking at you?" He repeats as he stands up and turns around the island. Tom captures me, his hands around my waist, and he pulls me closer to him. "How am i gawking at you, huh?" he tickles me.

I giggle and try to stop his attacking tickles. "Tom! Tom, stop!" I laugh and try to hold down his tickling fingers. Tom grabs me and pulls me to his chest. He places a deep kiss on my temple.

"Go on, help me plate, please," you ask nicely. He finally lets go of me and takes some plates from the cabinet.

Remembering i have a bright idea of how to tease him (again). I set my phone against the oil bottle. He doesn't even see me setting up my phone. Tom just focuses on scooping the pesto pasta to our serving plate. I take off the apron i wore and undo my messy bun.

Then i just pressed the record button.

The song plays, and he noticed I'm recording. He stops, and he looks up at my phone screen.

Daddy let me know that I'm the only girl. The only man that i need in this gangster world.

I mouth along the lyrics as it plays. Tease him a little by leaning down a little bit too seductively cause i was feeling the song. His mouth drops open. His eyes widen in a surprise to find my little tease. I can't help to get out of character and laugh at his shocked, stalled-breath expression. Tom's blushing, and he's absolutely stunned. Tom laughs and quickly hoists me off the screen.

"Darling!!" He laughs, Tom picks me up like my bodyweight is nothing, setting me to sit on top of the granite top island.

Hooked in. Nailed it. Just the right thing to do to turn him on.

I just can't stop laughing. Tom keeps giggling, and his face turns even a brighter shade of red. His eyes flickers lightly. "Did you call me daddy, love?" Tom asks.

"Hmm... Maybe.." i shrug my shoulders.

He shakes his head, he's smile never seems this wide. The earlier tiredness on his face seems to be gone. "You little minx," he whispers as he pulls my chin and kisses my lips.

"Say it again," he demands.

Chuckling, I shake my head.

"Darling... say it again," his voice is low, and sexily hoarse. The way his demeanor shifted as he commanded me, it struck a tingling heat inside of me straight to my toes.

"Daddy." I whisper.

"Mmmhmm.." Tom grins, showing his satisfaction from hearing me say the new nickname. "How did the song go again?" He asks. His nails are clawing on my thighs. He knows i like it when he does this. I muffled a whimper, my head rolling, and falling back. "Tommy..." i murmur.

Tom uses the advantage to place a kiss on my neck. He grips my hips and pulls me closer to him. He gradually picks up his pace, erotically sucks and nibs my sweet spot, earning me to moan lightly into his ears. "Tom..." i whimper, my fingers gripping the collar of his shirt.

I feel warmth tingling inside of me. Excitement rushing in my veins. I feel myself pooling under there.

His heated kiss moves down to my collar bone as his hands never stop to explore my body. He cups my tits. Kneading them and his finger circling my erected nipples.

"I thought you said you were hungry?"

He lifts his face off my breast and looks back to me. He gives me a wild smirk. "I am. Starving right now."

His hand slips underneath my tanktop, shifting it up to reveal my naked breast underneath. He passionately kneading one in his hand while he's busy sucking roughly the other. I moan, fingers running through his soft brunette strands, the feeling of his warmth slick tongue on my nipple starts to bring tingling pleasure throughout my body.

Opening my eyes, i look back straight to his eyes. His eyes darken with lust. He looks amazingly intoxicating. Sometimes, it still hasn't kicks in that i have him for real. That I have the sexiest bachelor of Hollywood all for myself.

I pull him by his shirt and kiss him again. Tongue hungrily meeting his. I desperately pull him even closer to me. His fingers tucks on the waistband of my shorts. He takes my shorts off and toss it onto the floor. Spreading my legs apart widely, Tom chuckles at my submissive display.

Tom shakes his head and takes a step back. "I ask you something, darling. I won't continue if you're not going to answer me." He cocks an eyebrow.

"Wha... Tom!" I exclaim in disbelief. "Kiss me," i mewl. I try to pull him closer to me again, but Tom laughs. He grips my hand and holds it down. "Try me, darling," he challenged me to disobey him. He meant what he said he wouldn't continue till he heard what he wanted to hear. Such a dominant of him.

"What? What do you want?" I chuckle.

"Remind me how the song goes again?"

"Daddy, let me know—" i start to sing the lyrics. A wild smile appears on his face.

"Good girl," he cooes, then he squats down, face to my needing core.

"Ohh--" i moan as i feel his tongue flicking on my clit. "Tom," i purr. He sucks me passionately. His eyes look up to mine. He notices i stopped singing and enjoying the sensation of his oral expertise.

"Finish the song," he commands and eats me roughly again.

"Oh.. fuck—" i moan.

My breath starts to ragging. Feels like my voice is stuck in my throat. I feel the ecstasy starts to forming inside of me, needing for it to be released. My mind buzzing from the pleasure. I buck my head back, fingers tucking on his hair. "Ngh.. Ah! Tommhh," I helplessly moan.

"Sing." Tom tells, and sucks me again.

"D-daddy... let me know that— oOH!" I lost it again when i feel his fingers entering me. He pumps his fingers in and out of my cunt, coaxing me closer to the edge of spilling all over for him.

Climbing, climbing, pleasure keeps adding: He curls his fingers and make that deadly beckoning movement. He knows my body front and back. He knows exactly how to get me easily falling apart.

"F-fuckk! Yes! Right there!!" I moan, and moan, and moan.

All of a sudden, once I'm nearly gonna cum, Tom stops.

The feeling of unfinished pleasure makes my mind buzz. I whimper and squirm uncomfortably. How cruel is he. "Wha— why'd you stop?" I look down to him.

Tom shoots me an innocent look, he slightly shrugs his shoulders as he brings his coated fingers to his mouth. "You stop singing." He licks his finger clean.

I can't believe this man sometimes. "Oh my God— Tommy!"

Tom can only laugh at me. "That's not my name!" He titls his head to the side.

"Right—" I climb off the island and push him back till his back crashes the other counter. I roughly kiss him, hands circling to the back of his neck, i desperately kiss him.

"Daddy." I say in between the sloppy kisses. Tom smirks against my lips, hearing that nickname. Guess i manage to pull a new kink outta him.

"Daddy, let me know that I'm the only girl." I whisper to his ear as i place a wet kisses on his neck. "The only man–" i nibs on his neck. "The only fucking man," my hand explores his toned abs, i pull the polo shirt over his head, toss it down to meet my shorts on the floor.

I look up to his eyes. "You're the one that i need in this gangster world, daddy,"

Tom chuckles darkly. He cups my face and pulls me closer to him again. "That's right, I'm the only one," he cooes. He then continues to hungrily kiss me again. His kisses move to my neck, quickly finding my sweet spot, and erotically he nibs it, leaving his mark of ownership on me. I can feel his buldge pressing against me.

"Ouhh, daddy please..." i murmur, practically begging him

"Please? Please what, darling?" He cocks his eyebrows. The excitement is way too apparent in his tone and gaze.

"Let me have you,"

Tom chuckles darkly. "Have me?" He shakes his head, "Oh, I'm having my way with you tonight, darling," He throws me over his shoulder like my bodyweight is a feather. A playful slap lands to my cheek as he brings me to the couch and both of us falling onto the fluffy couch. Tom unbutton his jeans. He doesn't bother to take the whole thing off but just enough to free his cock. He aligns himself to my entrance. His tips rubbing against my opening. Tom instantly bottoms up, his cock fully enters me, stretching me to the brim. I yelp and squeal to his chest.

"You're gonna beg for me to let you cum," he darkly whisper into my ear. Tom starts to fuck me in a relentless pace.

I moan.... hard. My brain rattling with the immense amount of pleasure he's giving me. Tom looks down at me with intense, lustful eyes. His cock went deep inside of me as he have me folded in half with my knees to my chest.

My head falls back, eyeing the ceiling, my vision of the light blurs. "Ohh... god–" my eyes rolls to the back of my head.

"Nonono, eyes on me!" Tom pulls my neck back straight for me to face him again. "Oh you feel so fucking good," he moans. His eyebrows knitting together but his eyes still darkly looks down at me.

My nails dig on his shoulder. Tom leans closer, rest his forehead against mine, eyes still locked on mine. He fucks me so hard that I'm sure I'd be sore tomorrow. But it feels too good that it'll be so wrong to tell him to slow down. And I'm too overtaken by the pleasure. Too drunk with the taste of him.

"F-fuck— Tom!" I moan and panting hard.

"Yeah? Yeah, you wanted this? You think you deserve to cum after you tease daddy like a little slut, huh, darling?"

I can only helplessly nod.

"Tom... don't stop... p-please!" i beg feeling myself getting closer to cum.

"Not stopping, darling... You feel so good, all nice and tight for daddy,"

"O-oh! Tom let me cum please... please!" I cry out begging to him. He just smirks at me, dark lustful eyes looking down at me and still he's fucking me hard.

"Daddy please.. daddy let me cum!" I beg. My walls throbbing around him. I feel fire burning inside of me. My fingers gripping onto the couch hard.

"No! Wait!" He pants.

"S-sshhiit, Tom!" I squirm all over the place, trying my best to hold it.

"Wait baby! Cum with me," Tom leans closer holding me tightly. His forehead resting against mine. His panting breath meeting mine. I cry, couldn't bear the overflowing pleasure needing for the snap to occur.

I can feel his cock throbbing inside of me. He's close. He's holding onto me hard. His thrust starting to get sloppy. And just like that i lose it. The moment i feel him throbbing inside of me i can't help to hold it anymore.

I breathlessly scream daddy over and over again, moaning hard as i make a mess and squirm all over him. The sight of me falling apart got Tom spilling too. "Akhhh! FuUCk! Darling!" Tom groans. He remain freezes as he stills himself empty inside of me.

For a moment, he takes a breather and just rest of top of me. What's better than sex with him is what happened after the sex with him. It's like our soul intertwined, and i just feel a deep connection with him. Tom rolls me over so I'm on top of him, his arms instinctively hugs around me. He kiss me deeply. Still with a messy breath, he look deeply into my eyes with that shimmering after sex glow.

"You okay?" He softly asks.

Still panting i just can smile and nod. Tom kiss me deeply again. "I love you," he whispers softly.

I smile and kiss his cheek. "I love you too, daddy,"

Tom laughs and kisses me deeply again.

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