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Don’t Need Him
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Summary: Hangman cheated on you, now your being fucked by Bradley
Warnings: Cheater Hangman (sorry I know I know), Smut, p in v, not protected, dirty talk
Pairing: Rooster x f!Reader
To be completely fair, he cheated on you and now you two were completely over. So, you have every right to be sat on Bradley Bradshaw’s dick in his dorm room. 
You knew, of course you knew, but you were naive. Hangman was a player, and everyone knew that, but you never expected him to cheat on you. But now feeling your back against the cool wall and your hot legs entangled around Bradley’s back, you were happy he cheated. 
You found him when you came home early from a shift at the Hard Deck, Penny claimed she could close today so you were relived and didn’t waste a minute to go home. But of course, it all made sense why he wasn’t there, because he was in your bed with a blonde girl you had seen around and the two were naked and panting under the sheets. 
After you ran out and went back to the bar before it closed to get a drink. 
You walked in and went straight through the crowd of people to the bar taking a seat and grabbing Penny’s attention, and also the attention of one of Hangman’s fellow Top Gun graduating class, Rooster. Penny approached where you sat at the bar and slung a damp rag over her shoulder resting one hand on the bar. “Decide you wanted to work a little more,” she smiled. “I need a shot of whiskey, he cheated on me,” Penny’s smile instantly dropped, “Coming right up,” she walked away and to the bottles grabbing one filled with brown liquid along with a shot glass coming back and setting the two in front of you and pouring the liquid into the clear glass. 
The rest is history, you had a couple shots when Rooster came up and sat beside you and with hesitation asked you about the situation before drunkenly confessing his crush on you throughout the whole time you were dating Hangman. 
Then the two of you left together and he snuck you in his room, and now here you were.
One of his hands were resting on your back holding it from the wall and his other hand rested on your waist as your legs were wrapped around him tightly. He was plowing into you directly after he fingered you allowing you to come once before he started to fuck you. Thats when your phone started ringing. “Just- ignore it--fuck,” Rooster looked away from you and directed his gaze to wear your phone sat on his dresser the caller Id reading Hangman <3. Your eyes were shut as your hands gripped into his back scratching and wanting him as close to you as possible. He turned back and kissed your lips before placing his other hand on you back holding you against him fully and moving the two of you towards the dresser. 
“Hold on okay babe,” he let one hand go from your hot back and reached for the phone. “No Rooster what are you doing?”
“Don’t worry pretty girl,” he smiled at you and swiped answer on your phone putting the phone on speaker. “Sorry bud, she’s a bit busy right now,” he spoke his voice breathy as he started rutting back into you again moving to kiss the inside of your neck for just a moment. You bit your lip trying to conceal any moans. “What who is that- is this-- Rooster? Let me talk to her what is she doing?” he spoke frantically over the phone.
“Don’t do that shit let him hear you,” he commanded hitting the perfect spot inside of you and causing you to let out a large moan. “Rooster I’m going to fucking kill you,” he was screaming now, “Thanks for fucking up hangman,” and then rooster pressed the red hand up button and placed your phone back on his dresses and moving his hand back to your back walking both of you over to his bed and laying you down kissing your lips, jaw, and neck. His breathe hot against your neck as he spoke, “Been waiting to taste you, he never deserved you,” his deep voice was intoxicating and what made it even better was now a free hand was sliding down your body and his thumb found your clit moving in fast circles causing your body to tense and your cunt squeeze him in. 
“Fuck sweetheart, he’s not been fucking you right,” he looked up at you as he looked deep into your watery eyes as they began to shut, mouth agape and moans slipping out like a prayer. It was all a mix of “Rooster” “Fuck” and other profanities, music to his ears. 
He knew the crew was out at the bar and for that he was forever grateful. Even though he wouldn’t mind everyone knowing how she was his now. 
“I’ll treat you right pretty girl,” he kissed her hard, passionate a moan slipping from them both at the feeling of her squeeze his dick.
You separated from the kiss and spoke breathily, “Rooster I’m so close,”
“Let’s get you taken care of then sweetheart,” and he did, moving his finger slightly faster on your puffy clit and sucking on the sweet part of your neck, causing you to come with a yelp, knowing there would be a bruise in the morning and a squeeze to his dick, “Fuck, this pussy-” he groaned driving into you three more times before he came with a moan picking you up and turning you over on top of him wrapping his warm arms around you and holding you there as he kissed your forehead. 
“He never deserved you,”
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xihe1874 · 1 year
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Hello my dear 😘
Here is a prompt for you:
Hangman asking The COMPACFLT and his direct CO [Mav leading the newly created Dagger Squad or something] permission to date Rooster [like Jake being very old-fashioned] and he also hints at wishing to marry Bradley, too.
[Icemav/Hangster]
[This is so mushy, I agree! 😂]
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Hiiiii darling!!! Thank you so much for dropping by!!!
No, it's not mushy AT ALL!!! I think it's so cute 🥰🥰
Hope you like this 🤣 You have a wonderful day too!!!! ❤️
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Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin never feels nervous. No, negative, not in a million years. So when he stands out of the office of Admiral Kazansky - the COMPACFLT - in his best suit, his forehead sweaty, he regards his crazy heartbeat as…positively wound up, yeah.
He takes a deep breath and pushes the door open.
“Sir, Admiral Kazansky, I…” He peeks at his palm and finds that the note he wrote in ballpoint there has been blurred by his sweat. Damn. “I want to ask…”
“What, Lieutenant Seresin?” 
He didn’t notice that the admiral had his laptop open until now.
“Oh, are you in a meeting? I am so sorry, sir, I will…”
The admiral waves his hand and types something on the laptop. “It’s OK, Lieutenant. Please continue, I believe you are asking me something?”
Jake tries his best to square his shoulders under Kazansky’s sharp gaze. “I want to ask for your permission to date Rooster.”
The admiral’s eyes go wide and he looks very amused. He glances at the laptop, the corner of his mouth twitching, like he is trying to suppress laughter.
“Rooster as in…?”
“Lieutenant Bradshaw, sir. Bradley Bradshaw.”
“And you are asking me, because…?”
“Because Mav is not here and you are also his dad. No, no, I mean…” Jake winces. This is definitely not what he has imagined. “Because I like him so much and I want to give him the best. And I want to make our first date as memorable as possible. I just want him to be happy and I have planned this for one week now but I think I have messed it up because you are laughing at me right now…”
“You have planned this for one week?”
Rooster’s voice. And Jake is one hundred percent positive that he is having a heart attack now.
“Aww, this kid is so romantic. I am literally crying now.”
Mav’s voice. Can a person have a heart attack two times in ten seconds?
Kazansky turns his laptop around, and Jake sees two faces on the screen. Three, actually, if his own miserable one is included.
“It’s our family video chat time, kid.”
“Bad luck, Lieutenant.”
“I won’t say it’s bad luck, Ice.” Rooster is staring at him (although it’s kind of hard to tell where he is staring at from the video), his eyes soft. “We can see it as a practice. This idiot will need to ask for your permission to marry me in the future anyway.”
“Hey, Rootser, watch your mouth as I am right here… Wait, what?”
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