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Today’s rec list is filled with bottom Louis fics where Louis and/or Harry are agents, police officers, or spies. There are a ton of amazing fics on this list that you’ll want to check out. If you enjoy our rec lists, please be sure to like and reblog this post to spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Fuck The Police | Mature | 2349 words

"It's been a while, Louis. I bet you haven't changed at all. I bet you still think about all the things we've done. I bet you still get off to that thing I used to do to you in bed...you remember that?" Louis blanched, face turning white as a ghost.

"You can't talk to me like that anymore, Harry. It's not okay." Louis spoke up, although his voice wavered as Harry guided his body so that his back was flush against the wall, facing the younger lad.

"Talk to you like what? Like the dirty whore you are? You know you still want me, Lou. Admit it." Harry murmured lowly, eyes taunting.

2) Bleeding Love. | Mature | 2414 words

Note: This fic has been locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Harry is a cop, Louis is his boyfriend. Harry wants to marry his boy.

3) If We Catch A Criminal | Not Rated | 2759 words

The one where Harry is a policeman and Louis will do just about anything to avoid going to jail.

4) I’ve Been A Bad Girl, Officer | Mature | 3425 words

Louis has done something mildly bad, and Harry is a cop.

5) Are You Fucking Kidding Me? | Explicit | 4760 words

Louis barks up the wrong tree, so Harry punishes him for it.

6) Moles Before Hoes (Which In This Case Does Not Apply) | Explicit | 5201 words

A Criminal Minds AU where Louis is a technical analysis for the FBI, and Harry is the agent who cant control himself, not even while looking at a murder scene.

7) I’d Make Wine From Your Tears | Explicit | 6731 words

He's the one Forbes writes about, who has bank accounts all over the world, a gold ring on each finger, and a tiger of his own in his huge mansion in the heart of California. Harry Styles, a devilishly rich stockbroker, is accused of a number of financial crimes. And Louis Tomlinson, the FBI agent leading the investigation, finally gets hold of evidence against Styles and shows up at his party to arrest the broker.

“Your body is the only form of currency in this world.”

8) Brown Hair And A Golden Boot | Mature | 12995 words

Harry is mistaken for a secret agent, he wears one golden boot, and Louis is in charge of getting information out of him.

9) The Blood Is Rare (And Sweet As Cherry Wine) | Explicit | 14270 words | Sequel

"Officer, I see you're giving away my secrets already," Harry said as he entered the room.

"It's hardly a secret," Louis accepted the delicate glass, cutting a glance at the man when the underlying scent hit him, "A little early to indulge in such things, isn't it?"

"You've had a long morning, I'm sure. Merely looking after your health, Officer," Harry smiled.

"You don't need to concern yourself with that."

"Someone has to."

10) Don’t Call Me Angel | Mature | 16648 words

Manhattan is a dangerous playground for the rich and entitled Alphas of New York. Those same wealthy Alphas are robbed after spending one night in the presence of a blue-eyed Omega and Officer Styles is assigned to the case.

11) Angel Of Small Death And The Murder Scene | Explicit | 20634 words

Ever since Louis read about the new up and coming Detective in town, he had immediately disliked the man, despite never having met him. So, naturally, it can only be the worst thing that could have happened to Louis when he gets stuck with Detective Styles trying to solve a murder during his supposed to be relaxing vacation over the seas.

12) You're The Smell Before Rain, You're The Blood In My Veins | Explicit | 21945 words

“It was him you talked about, when you used to call me late at night, saying you were missing your ex? Was it him, your important five-year long story? Was it him the person you had thought about proposing, one day?” Nick asks with a low voice, almost inaudible, almost like he’s talking to himself “He’s my boyfriend…” he whispers again, without looking up.

“I know! And you shouldn’t worry, because you don’t have a single reason to do so. He’s yours now, he’s with you. I really don’t understand why you came here, honestly” Harry says defending himself out of instinct, even if he has no reason to react like that. He just- just wishes for Nick to leave his room and go back home to Louis. Because at this point Nick has Louis and fuck, why can’t he just go fuck off for once? Doesn’t he have enough shit do deal with already? Does he really need to get into this as well? Right now?

13) Sunflowers, Sunshine, And You | Explicit | 28778 words

Sunshine county is small but mighty and Harry takes pride in knowing nearly each and every person that lives inside of it. For nearly eleven years now he’s been sheriff, and not one of them he’s ever regretted settling down here.

He knows the road names like the back of his hand, knows the people and the animals and the way the world works here. In all of the time he’s been here, not a thing has changed.

So, all things considered, when he starts seeing a beat up pickup truck roaming through town with plates he’s never seen before, Harry, to be frank, jumps on that like a fly on fresh dog shit.

14) You Fill My Lungs With Sweetness (Can I Be Close to You?) | Explicit | 29884 words

Busy picturing Harry’s stupid face on the stupid dummy, Louis goes through a series of kicks before returning to a low guard and cycling through punches. Harry’s still talking, gesturing with his hands as he rounds Louis, standing to his back. “You do a few butt-shaping exercises, tighten this up a little bit,” he smacks Louis’ arse and the omega freezes while Harry cheerfully continues, “you could pull this off.”

“You know what?” Louis snaps, lifting on his tiptoes to get the leverage so he can wrap his arm around the alpha’s neck, forcing him to bend in half while Louis locks him in a chokehold. “Pull this off,” he snarls. They stagger over a few steps, Louis gritting his teeth as Harry tries to break free. “Is it because Payne hates me?” he complains, voice edging on an annoyed whine, “Or is it, like, an omega thing?”

Too late, Louis realizes that Harry has got a grip on his leg and this time as he pulls against Louis’ hold, it loosens, the alpha lifting him in the air before slamming his back into the mat, breaking Louis’ grip completely. Harry kneels on the mat, hovering over him with a sneer, “Don’t kid yourself. Nobody thinks of you that way.”

15) Once Upon A Dream | Explicit | 33319 words | Sequel

Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

16) A Matter Of Uniforms | Not Rated | 36606 words

In Birmingham, just after the Great War, veteran Harry Shelby leads his gang, the Peaky Blinders, making money from illegal betting and the black market. Inspector Campbell, charged by Winston Churchill to arrest the man, plants Louis Burgess to spy on Harry's activities.

Soon enough, it becomes hard for the gangster to pretend he's heartless, and even harder for the spy to pretend he loathes it all.

17) Falling Without Caution | Explicit | 50350 words

Louis Tomlinson, a wanted criminal, was captured by the FBI after years of chasing. Instead of being locked up in a high-security prison, he was offered a deal. What was supposed to be the end of a decade long chase turned into a morally grey circumstance for Agent Styles.

18) Rookie | Not Rated | 54352 words

Louis is the youngest candidate to be selected for the police academy in ten years. At nineteen he has a hard time fitting in, especially with how Agent Styles and the other training sergeants treat him. He’s been nicknamed Rookie and has to put up with it for the rest of his training.

What happens when Louis graduates and things become personal, he’s lost everything before...will it happen again.

19) Never Let Me Go | Explicit | 55949 words

Harry and Louis have been friends forever, but they couldn't be more different. One night, with a little too much alcohol, they make a pact to marry in ten years if they're both still single.

Now, one month before the deadline, Louis is willing to do whatever it takes to avoid ending up with his best friend. But is he, really?

20) Somethin’ Bout You | Explicit | 59855 words

Of all the government agents in the world, Louis had to go and land the most charming one.

21) Derail The Mind Of Me | Explicit | 77323 words

The Behavioral Analysis Unit gets called in to help a small town police department find the killer leaving behind a string of victims with a particularly jarring signature. FBI profiler Harry Styles must work with his team to uncover the unsub responsible for a slew of gruesome murders and just might discover his own hidden feelings for BAU Technical Analyst Louis Tomlinson along the way.

22) Waiting On You | Explicit | 76584 words

“Vampires,” Louis says with disgust, glaring over at the vampire who is noisily slurping from the woman’s neck nearby.

Zayn gives the neat fang marks on Louis’ neck a meaningful look.

“Can’t live with them, can’t live without them,” Louis finishes, ignoring Zayn when he rolls his eyes.

Louis takes a long sip of his milkshake, presses his fingers against the marks on his neck, and definitely doesn’t think about the vampire who left them there.

23) Morality | Explicit | 82857 words

An AU where the boys all work for the FBI in Washington, D.C., working together to catch an unsub who's closer than they ever thought. In the process, Louis uncovers Harry's deepest secret, forcing the two enemies to live a life together to ensure their safety.

24) The Rose Of Whitechapel | Mature | 100182 words

Jack the Ripper AU - Detective Constable Harry Styles and his partner, DC Liam Payne, lead the case on the Whitechapel murders. Louis Tomlinson, the Rose of Whitechapel, is harbouring secrets of his own, along with a dark and sordid past. When their paths cross, truths are revealed, and perhaps hearts are mended...

A darkness is brewing, and it's finally come to collect on the promise it was made.

25) Shadow Dances | Mature | 101591 words

Louis Tomlinson has a begrudging gift, he’s able to communicate with the spirits of the dead. Often against his will, and almost always at the most inconvenient of times.

He and his partner, Zayn Malik, work for a covert division of the New Haven Federal Bureau of Investigations. They aid in all kinds of cases, though their talents lie in the obscure and unsolvable.

It’s when a strange new case falls onto their desks that they’re left questioning the extent of their abilities, and whether they were ever truly alone.

Harry Styles was brought into the FBI for not only his skills, but his ability to mitigate the influx of spirits surrounding the elusive and obnoxiously infuriating sharp-tongued medium he’d been assigned to. Louis gets under his skin, he’s impulsive and a risk to the team according to Harry.

They do however have to find a way to set aside their sordid history, and their reluctant attraction, to track down the murderer plaguing their coastal city.

26) Halfway Home | Mature | 103158 words

Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson were improbable childhood friends, much to Harry's dismay. They were thrown together each summer when Harry was forced to visit Louis' grandfathers' ranch in Black Hills, South Dakota. With each passing year their friendship blossomed into something more. When trail rides turned to stolen kisses, and tragedies turned to confessions, until they could no longer deny the inevitable draw they felt for one another.

Though life and their future plans soon set them on different paths.

Ten years later, Louis is the proud owner of Halfway Home Wildlife Refuge. Harry returns to the ranch to escape the perils of his past in London, and though their memories still haunt Louis, he won't let that deter him from his goals. However, someone has been keeping a close eye on the refuge, and possibly Louis specifically, and Harry's return may have unleashed more that just old passions. There's a hunter lurking in the Hills, someone who's decided they've bided their time long enough.

27) Beautiful War | Mature | 103379 words

Five years ago, Louis was nearly the next victim in a string of murders plaguing Portland, Oregon. He managed to escape and the Angel Killer was apprehended and sent to prison. Now, Louis' a best-selling author that assists state police with minor cases. He still suffers from the events of the days he'd been held hostage, but he's found ways to cope.

That is, until the killings start up again. A body was found in the woods. A body that bared the same signature the media had dubbed: The Angel of Death.

Special Agent Harry Styles leads the case, and he doesn't buy into the clairvoyant bullshit that Louis spewed to save face five years ago. He's certain that Louis Tomlinson was involved.

Until they meet, and they're both left questioning everything they'd thought to be true.

28) ROUGE | Not Rated | 117624 words

Submissive Louis Tomlinson is a misjudged criminal who is accused of beating his own Dominant until unconciousness. But the truth is not like that. In fact, Louis has been a victim of severe abuse by his Dom, he only fought back to defend his own life. One could imagine how many times the Dom has raped the Sub, how many scars from canes and whips are there to litter across his body, how many times his flesh has been split open, how many nightmares he has endured that leaves him lose all hope in life.

Sent to the BDSM prison for "behavioural correction", Louis meets the warden there, Dominant Harry Styles. Dominant above all Dominants, Harry is cold and harsh on the outside, but secretly a lonely man in the inside.

Louis supposes he could find his solace here in prison, a time for his scars to heal, both physical and mental ones. But what if Harry starts befriending the Sub, seeing through all the false accusations? What if Harry wants to seek justice? Does Louis even want his name cleared anyways? But the most important question is,

Will Harry be able to give Louis the love he deserves?

If only Louis could tell him the truth.

29) Drops Of Jupiter | Mature | 121821 words

In a small, sleepy town ruled by prejudice, Louis Tomlinson runs his grandmothers shop for the occult. He finds comfort in his tarot cards, his friends, and a dog that he doesn't have room for. He thought the worst he'd have to deal with would be bigotry, until a new sheriff arrives with a headstrong little girl that's impossible not to fall in love with.

But what happens when a string of break-ins leads to a brutal attack, and the towns' darling is murdered right under their Sunday hats? A murder that just so happens to bear the same modus operandi as similar homicides in neighbouring states. Has the killer been circling Virginia, or is he a local of Lavender Hills?

And what will Louis do when the charming Sheriff Styles starts to suspect him of such a heinous crime?

30) Life And Love Finds A Way | Explicit | 165244 words

Post-apocalyptic world after a plague had taken out more than half of the world’s population. In the midst of the pandemonium caused by so many people passing away, the population that was left had turned greedy and started attacking each other for food and resources now that there weren’t enough people to farm or work essential jobs. After being shot by a looter while he was on patrol, Harry had decided to leave the police department and move away to find somewhere remote to live. What he didn’t expect was for an omega to weasel his way into Harry’s heart.

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madmanwonder · 2 months

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Crossover AU, Celebrity AU: agent AU

Fandoms: danny phantom x scooby doo.

Danny fenton x thorn

So Danny, as the new agent of the Hex Girls ¿did you recieved the shovel talk from Dusk and Luna for dating thorn? ¿And What did they treathing you with?

“Dusk and Luna told me if i hurt or abuse Thorn. They said they are going to make Fullna rather than Halfna.” Danny replied with a nervous smile and a chuckle.

#danny phantom series #scooby doo series #hex girls #thorn scooby doo #dusk scooby doo #luna scooby doo #celebrity au #celebrity au ask #agent au #agent au ask #crossover au #crossover au ask #shipping post #shipping ask #danthorn

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ski-ip · 4 months

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agent solar

#mamamoo #mamamoo fanart #solar #kpop fanart #kpop #agent au

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sleepy-achilles · 2 months

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Detective AU (because yes I adore it)… how about Shawn gets hurt because the super-smart boy did something dumb and Taker is cross with him, but also relieved that it’s nothing too serious / he’s not hurt really badly? 🥺

Before I get started, you are a real trooper. You've waited so long for this and I kept promising it and never delivering. I apologise.

Agent AU- Smartest Dumbass

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The team was starting to get...tense.

They've been chasing this killer for a week now and everytime they got close, he just managed to slip out of their reach.

It was pissing them all off to be frank.

That's how taker ended up in a conference room, in the middle of some bum fuck town with a sour team of agents. He felt like he was babysitting baby teens.

"What-" "we have nothing new since the last time we played this stupid game" Kevin snaps. Taker sighs and looks too the others. "Hes right." Sable shrugs. "Well we have, don't we?" Shawn asks getting everyone's attention. "We know he's attached to this town. We didn't know that a week ago" Shawn points out. "And I know it's a small town Shawn, but the male population here is pretty high. So doesn't exactly help us out." Bret snarks. Shawn sighs and leans forward. "Are we profilers or just normal cops? Have we even tried going back to basics? Let's stereotype this guy based off this town. Based off what people think of killers." Shawn tells them.

"Thats risky. More people could die." Bret frowns. "And more people could if we don't give it a try. Shawns right. We are pretending like this is a modern killer so we are using modern techniques to find him." Taker agrees. "Hes got a point. We only found the connection to this town because we used older techniques" Kevin hums. "Goldie ain't gonna like this." Sable huffs. "It might be our best shot. Sable, bret, grab files of every man with a history. Me, Kevin and shawn will start looking around the country houses and barns. Quiet spots" Taker orders. Bret and Sable nod. "And because of signal issues, we'll have to use these" Sable states putting a box on the table.

Taker opens it and smiles. "Wow we really are going old fashion" Taker holds up a walkie talkie. "You know how to use one of these boy toy?" Kevin teases. "Yes. Obviously." Shawn huffs accepting one. "Then let's go. Bret, you and Sable will keep one just incase one of us lose signal with the others." Taker states attaching his to his belt.

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Shawn frowns as he leans against the truck. His second building. The first one was a farm owned by a lovely old couple. They allowed Shawn to look around and he found nothing he was looking for. Solely based off the fact they were both females.

In fact they pointed him towards the current barn. They claimed its been abandoned since they were kids. No one wanted to touch it after the murder of the three young girls there. He already asked sable to get goldie to look into it.

"Nothing here. Just some widow tryna get rid of her husbands barn." Kevin's voice crackles over the radio. "Similar story here, a widow trying to keep himself busy." Taker adds. "Im at that abandoned barn recommended to me by the old couple. Apparently three girls were mu-" Shawn gets cut off by a scream. He immediately pushes off the truck and places his hand on his gun.

"Shawn? What was that?" "A scream. I'm gonna go check it out" Shawn states quietly. "Are you stupid? No, we know what this asshole is capable of, you wait for us." Kevin snaps. "I can't let her die." Shawn snaps. "You wait for backup that is a order." Taker snaps. Shawn huffs and looks at his radio. That's when another scream breaks from the barn. "Fuck it. Sorry boss." Shawn mutters throwing his radio into the truck before making his way to the barn doors.

He wasn't going to let someone die on his account.

He's not even a arms reach of the barn door before something hits the back of his head and his world goes Black.

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Taker arrives to see Kevin opening shawns truck door. "He left his damn radio." Kevin growls holding it up. "How is he the smartest one on our team and yet he pulls shit like this?" Kevin snaps looking at taker. "Because he heard someone in danger and his heart took over. I've always said that's his only weakness." Taker sighs pulling his gun out. Kevin looks towards the barn before grabbing his radio. "Weve arrived at the barn. No sight of Shawn, just his truck and radio. We'll be falling into radio silence but will contact as soon as we have an update." Kevin speaks. Taker moves closer. "Dont hear anything from us in an hour, send reinforcements and come get us." Taker adds. "Yessir. Before you got. We found that the three girls were sisters. They had a baby brother called Brant. He saw everything. The barn is their families. Their deaths fit the current MO. Murderer was never found." Bret answers. "Thank you. Over and out." Taker steps back. "A brother that traumatised by his sisters death, only way he knows how to cope is by reliving it? Or maybe he had a break and is now reliving it." Kevin comments. "The old fashion killer makes sense now though. Let's go." Taker nods.

The pair make their way to the barn, keeping their eyes each way. Whatever happened to shawn had to be a consequence of being caught off guard. That would not happen to them.

The barn doors are slightly ajar. Taker nods as Kevin leans against the open door. Taker glances is to see a girl hung from one of the beams and a man's back. "You didnt have to come here." The man states. "And let you get away with murder?" Shawn asks weakly.

Taker glances at Kevin. Good. The idiot is alive still. Kevin nods behind taker.

Taker glances to see shawns gun. Okay. So there's too idiots in the barn. Why not take shawns gun? Taker picks it up. "Its not murder! It's me..me.." "trying to understand, right?" Shawn asks. "What? What do you know?!" The man yells. Taker hears the sound of slapping.

"Its not hard to figure out you saw the girls die here. That you are trying to understand it, your recreating the murders, aren't you? Meaning you were young." He mutters. "Enough. I'll finish her and then you."

Brant turns around and pauses at the two guns pointing at him. "How about you drop that knife?" Kevin asks. "Do it. They dont exactly have a rep for missing." Shawn huffs. Takers eyes land on the blonde tied to a chair. His hair is a mess, his face is bloody and he has a slice in his arm. When taker glances at the still alive woman. She also has similar injuries. Just more of them.

"We know they were your sisters Brant. We know you watched them die. But this is not going to help you or them. They would not want these women to suffer the same fate they did." Taker explains. "I..I just need to know why he did it" brant whispers. "Who brant? Finding and imprisoning the man who did this will bring them peace. Bring you peace." Taker tells him. He lowers his gun which brant sees. "Pa." Brant whispers as the knife falls from his hand. Taker moves in quick and handcuffs him. "And we will help you get justice Brant. But these victims will also need that" Taker promises. "I know. I'm sorry." He whispers.

After Kevin takes the woman down, he takes brant. "Call back up." Taker orders. He nods and leads brant out. Brant clearly suffered a psychotic break and someone actually knowing why has brought him back. Or atleas stunned him out of it.

Taker turns to shawn after checking in the woman. She promises she's okay but also that she's a nurse and can check herself whilst he helps Shawn.

"How are you the smartest dumbass i know?" Taker snaps pulling his knife out. Shawn just stares at him with a dazed look. "I told you, you do not enter without back up. That was a direct order." Taker mutters as he checks Shawn over. Split lip, cut temple, gash on the back of his head and one cut to the bicep. Nothing too bad. Most likely a concussion.

Takers heart finally relaxes. "Im sorry?" Shawn mutters. "Sorry!" Taker yells. "You could of died. You could of killed you both!" Taker snaps at him. "I know. I just.." "thought with your heart instead of your head" Taker sighs rubbing his temple. Shawn stares at him.

Taker was scared to lose Shawn. Shawn realises that now. Taker cared about them all, obviously, but lately? Lately him and taker have gotten closer.

"Im sorry for scaring you." Shawn whispers. Taker kneels infront of him. "Im just glad your okay kid. Couldn't imagine losing you." Taker sighs pushing shawns hair back. "You angry?" Shawn asks quietly. "Damn right. Do anything like that again and I'll personally kill you." "So, angry at me but really relieved I'm okay?" Shawn smiles. "Yes. That's the best way to put it." Taker nods with a small smile.

"Medics are pulling up." Kevin speaks over the radio. "He okay?" "Yeah, abit dazed but he'll live." "Not when we get our hands on the idiot." Bret growls

Shawn can't help but chuckle.

Because the best way to describe them was a really dysfunctional family.

Taker smiles at the man before looking at the woman. "Lets get you both checked out yeah?" "Yeah" both blondes reply.

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I'm so sorry this took basically a year 😔

If its not up to your standards please let me know and I'll make some edits and work on it.

This is probably the first time tho I've sat down and decided to work on a fic without taking any breaks or doing something else.

Hope you enjoy and once again thank you for being so patient. ❤🖤💜

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #kevin nash #bret hart #sable #goldust #agent au

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citrussam · 10 months

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made a fun poster for an AU for Jules and Katie that I want to revamp (i dont think theyre suffering consequences enough). It's a running gag in my mind that all their AU selves dont have good endings unless it's their normal universe selves. Fun agent stuff where they avoid dangers and have guns while being sexy

big thanks and love to my gf for helping me out with the outfits and poses <3

#ocs #jules #katie #agent au #Jules was a bit too nerfed before i need her to be a little bit meaner #art

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therealmofamorus · 2 months

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Original Male Crossover Stud Fusion: Celebrity: Actors + Agents AU

Shouto is the agent of famous actress Ren. They are very close to the point that many think that they are together... of course Ren denies it since she is a professional and she teases everyone . However when a new up and rising actress in Moe comes to seduce Shouto in being her agent and more... how does she take it?

(Flirting) (Seducing)

Shoto Todoroki is the agent of the famous actress/stuntwoman/internet personality Ren Amamiya known by her statge name "Joker" and leader of the worldwide group "Phantom Thieves". He had been her agent as long he could remember, faithful and dutiful to her and helping her build her empire from the ground up with nothing but their sheer determination, charisma and cunning in the cutthroat celebrity culture.

He wasn't just her agent but her best friend and confidant to her deepest secrets. However, it didn't stop people from assuming they are more than friends to the ire of Ren who kept on telling people they are agent/celebrity/close friends and there is no romance or sexual action going on.

She wanted to keep it professional...

"Ready to feel the burn, Mr.Todoroki~" A flirty voice echoed across the room where she was at. Ren narrowed her eyes as she stare at the new up and rising actress Moe Kamiji better known as "Burnin' was flirting with the stoic agent who was staring at her with a blank look on his handsome but scarred face.

"No."

"Ah~ Don't be such a cute tease to me~"

Clenching her fist, Ren was going to talk to the young star about professionalism.

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thesugarclubs-blog · 2 years

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The Agent - AU Bucky Barnes x OC

warnings: smut, minors DNI

word count: 3.2k

WP: https://www.wattpad.com/1245742145-the-agent-ilsa

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"Have you read this?" Isla looked up from the dossier, the honey highlights in her short brown hair catching the warm sunlight from the sunglass window behind her. She slid the folder across the table, his strong hand stopping it before it slid too far.

"I'm quite sick of being your pretend girlfriend, this would be much more fun if I got to take you in as a captive. It's faster and at least then I could gag you," she rolled her eyes at him.

James let out a quiet, sarcastic giggle. In the short time, they've known each other, Isla had always been sharp. He stuck the file back into his bag, following Isla out the door of their hotel room.

He sent her an intense but flirtatious glare as she pocketed her phone in her purse while they walked down the hall. The two entered a large ballroom to a party that was already in full swing.

"What fun would that be for me?" he asked.

"I mean, it would be fun for me, because sometimes you talk too damn much-- and stop looking at me like that!"

James laughed and put a guiding hand on the small of her back.

"I'm only looking at ya like I'm supposed to. Can't have anyone believing this isn't real, right?"

Isla felt throbbing between her legs at his touch but tried to ignore it as best she could.

"Does that mean I have to look at you like I want to eat you too?"

"Play nice, Isla." he muttered as he led her to the makeshift dancefloor.

"What if I don't want to play nice, James?"

James sighed, his hand falling from her back as they headed further into the room. Isla's gaze followed James's to the guy she recognized as their mark.

"Listen, do this one more time for me and I'll make it worth your while." James promised.

Giving him a quick side eye, she fixed her face into a convincing smile as they approached the guy.

"Nick," James started, extending his hand to shake with his. "Good to see you. This is Isla Smith, my girlfriend."

She shook the man's hand.

"A pleasure I'm sure," Isla said, grinning when Nick smirked.

"You've got a feisty one, James," Nick commented.

James had to grab Isla's hand that twitched, eager to reach out and throttle Nick.

"What can I say, I like them rough. Keeps me on my toes." he laughed as he looked down at Isla.

She bit the inside of her cheek and forced out a chuckle as she met his gaze, sending him a silent message to stop while he's ahead.

"How about a drink?" Nick's arm extended to the bar, "Maybe it will help you relax."

Isla's face turned stern as she tilted her head to the side.

"I'll take a gin and tonic," she said sweetly.

James's face turned slightly sour and she couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

"Is there a problem, James?" she asked.

James sucked his teeth as Nick handed her the drink. Isla felt a metal hand grab her by the arm before she could reach out for her glass.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" he growled.

He didn't give her a chance to reply, hauling her through the crowd of people and a draped doorway.

"Jesus, what's got you so grouchy this time? I'm doing what you told me to," Isla scoffed and tried to wiggle out of his grip.

"No. Not really. Instead of pretending to be my girlfriend, you rather pretend you're his." James said. He wasn't amused about the flirtatious looks Nick and Isla shared.

"Barnes, don't get your panties in a twist. I told you I wasn't gonna play nice." Isla shrugged.

Before she could turn on her heel, he grabbed her by the hips and pressed her against the wall.

"I don't know why you think you can get away with it, Princess, but we set rules for a reason and if you don't follow them—"

Isla grabbed him by the back of the neck and kissed him hard. It was messy, quick and she tore her mouth away just as fast, pushing James back with a raised eyebrow.

He stood still, the only movement was his chest releasing fast breaths washing over Isla's face as they stared each other down in shock. His eyes flitted between her wide brown eyes and her glossy lips.

James drew closer to her, their breaths mingled and their noses brushed. His lips were so close to hers, but he didn't close the tiny gap.

"So it's like that is it?" James said, breath ghosting over her lips.

Isla accidentally let out a tiny moan as his top lip brushed hers as he pulled away, smirking.

"Save those pretty little sounds for later tonight. Come on, let's get this job done."

Wide-eyed she placed her hand in his as he reached toward her to pull her back into the room.

Isla tugged on his hand, he twisted back to her expecting one last kiss instead she grabbed him by the crotch. He groaned as she squeezed.

"Take this as a warning to stop telling me what to do. I'm a big girl, James."

"And right now you're acting like a bad girl, do you want me to tell you what happens to bad girls, or should I just show ya instead?"

His warm breath sent goosebumps down her spine.

Isla bit her lip and gripped his chin hard, his stubble scratching her fingers as she leaned forward to flick his bottom lip with the tip of her tongue.

"I think you know the answer to that, sugar," she purred as his eyes turned black with lust.

"Hmm, those eyes again," she warmly chuckled, "that's not being a very good boy, is it?"

Her lips jutted out in a mocking pout, forming into a smirk as she watched his lips part only for him to remain wordless.

James placed his hands on her waist, having no clue how much longer he could wait to finally put his tongue in places he only dreamed about in his filthiest dreams.

"Nuh-uh...we have to get some things done first, remember?" she said, smirking, as his hands wanted to go further down to her ass.

"You're making me crazy, princess." James rasped close to her ear as they joined the party again.

For the next hour, Isla made it her mission to rile him up - a brush of her hand on his ass here, a subtle stroke of his thigh a little too high there until he cracked, pulling her into his side roughly.

"Get your purse, we're leaving." He growled.

"I think I need to stay a bit longer," she smirked at him, biting her lower lip as she looked at him through her lashes.

"I think you had all the fun you wanted. Now it's my turn, princess," he growled under his breath, dragging her along.

She stumbled after him, giggling slightly at his obvious frustration.

"If you calling me princess is your way of asking me to call you something like daddy, just say so babe," Isla smirked.

James stopped in his tracks, Isla's heels skidding on the hardwood floor as he pulled her to his chest by the wrist.

"Do I have to teach you how to behave, Smith?"

She tried to shuffle herself out of his grip, but it was no use, she wasn't sure if she wanted to smack him or take him up on his offer. She bit down on her lip and shot him a daring look.

"...because it seems like to me nobody's ever disciplined you in your damn life" he continued.

Isla raised a brow and then got an idea, grabbing James's arm and twisting it behind his back so that she could slam him up against a wall.

"Who's disciplining who now?" she growled.

Her breath was hot on his neck as James looked over his shoulder and flashed her a mischievous grin that said, don't start something you can't finish.

She had no intention of letting him get the upper hand, no matter how damn cocky he had decided to act.

"See how good you look like this? Even better on your knees, I bet."

Isla swiftly jammed her foot into his knee pit, letting him crumble to his knees with his face still pressed against the wall.

He smirked, "Oh princess, if you think that looks good, you ain't seen nothing yet." He mumbled against the wall, feeling his pants growing tighter with every second she was in charge.

"Such a good boy." Isla whispered into his ear, her hot breath on his neck.

Suddenly she grasped the hairs at the nape of his neck and pulled so that he was looking at her, his piercing blue eyes, bewildered.

"Show me what whatcha got, big boy"

James' face lit up with a devilish grin and he spun on his knees, pulling Isla forward until his nose brushed against her stomach and he could press a kiss to the satin of her dress.

"How long have you been playing the waiting game, sweet Isla? Either your acting is superb or you've just been dying to end up in this position," he questioned.

Swallowing the whimper bubbling inside her throat at the sight of him on his knees for her. James' eyes were almost black with lust as he looked up at her.

"Tell me, Isla. Tell me and I'll give you everything you want," he rasped, the tone breathy, pleading with her to just admit the truth that they are both hiding.

Isla's breath caught in her chest, staring into his dark eyes.

"Too long," she murmured, hand cupping his cheek then grabbing his chin suddenly. She bent down, leaning to whisper in his ear

"I want you to wreck me. I want you to fuck me til I can't walk James."

She flicked his earlobe with her tongue and took it between her teeth, tugging on it slightly. The action caused goosebumps to rise on James' skin. He stood up and trailed his fingers slowly up her arm and onto her neck as he gave her a light squeeze.

"Ask and you shall receive, angel." he breathed as he leaned in, taking her lips in his.

James pushed her up against the wall and Isla grabbed him by the lapels of his jacket only to push them off within seconds. He growled as his hands slid down her body to hike up her skirt and graze a knuckle over her lace panties. She gasped as he broke the kiss to ghost his lips along her jawline.

"Wearing these was a mistake, sugar, because I'm just gonna rip 'em to shreds," he snarled.

Without waiting for her reaction his metal fingers hooked into the waistband and effortlessly tore them off of her. She gasped as he fell to his knees again, looking up to Isla with a devilish smirk.

He kept eye contact with her beautiful brown eyes, blown out with lust, as he licked a stripe up her wet slit ending at her clit. Isla's thighs shook in his hands as he hummed low in his throat at her taste.

"So sweet, baby. Fuck.. Is this all for me?" James asked as he ran a cold metal finger through her wet folds. enjoying her reactions to his touch, bucking her hips to get his fingers where she wanted, no, needed them most.

"Not if you don't hurry up," she gasped, trying to move her hips the right way to get his fingers in her.

James growled, thrusting two fingers into her pussy quickly. Isla smacked the wall, her other hand going to James' head and pushing it forwards, until he was sucking at her clit.

He curled his fingers inside her as he worked her throbbing nub with his tongue. Isla could feel the heat building up inside of her as she bucked her hips against his mouth. James gripped her hip, holding her steady against the wall as he sucked on her clit and moaned.

She bit down on her bottom lip and tugged his hair as her legs began to shake. James wrapped his lips around her swollen bud and pressed against her g-spot. Isla cried out and pushed his face into her dripping cunt as her climax mounted.

"Don't stop, James!" She pleaded.

Just as he felt her walls start to clench around his fingers, James pulled them out. Stopping his tongue's ministrations. Isla's scream of frustration at her lost orgasm was muffled by his hand as he stood up. His other hand struggled with the button on his pants as he watched her frustrated, tear stained face with a heated gaze.

She sucked his fingers into her mouth, making him groan as desperately tore at his pants, ripping the button off accidentally. Uncaring, Isla shoved his pants down his hips until they were at his thighs and his cock was nudging at her hip.

"Fuck princess, easy, gonna get us caught if you're not careful," James smirked, hiking one of her thighs up onto his hip.

"Would you please just fuck me, James?" Isla breathed as she pulled him flush to her with her leg.

James stuck his tongue out and licked a stripe from the tip of her jaw to the tip of her nose. "As you wish, princess."

She melted as he lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist. James pushed himself into her, his eyes fluttering closed as he began to pump his hips languidly. Isla's body tingled and she reached up to slip her fingers into the collar of his shirt and pull him toward her for a kiss.

"Always a fuckin' brat, hmm?" he snarled before his lips collided with hers once more.

Nodding to rile him up more, "yes, yes I'm a brat," she breathed on his lips as his hips started to speed up. "So fuck me like one. Please." She bit his lip and pulled it to her, the growl that escaped him, vibrated through her.

James grabbed her ass, squeezing hard and making Isla muffle her shriek into his lips. They kissed fiercely, James' hand roaming over her exposed thigh, metal fingers digging in leaving bruises. Isla tore her mouth away from his, gasping for air. James just moved to his lips to her neck, sucking marks along her jaw and collarbones.

"If I were to fuck you like a brat, I'd take you back in front of everyone, show you who you belonged to princess," James muttered into the valley between her breasts, licking the sweat that had gathered there where the dress' neckline plunged.

He moved his flesh hand up to her chest pulling her dress down to free her breasts. He rolled one of her nipples between his index and thumb, having taken the other in his lips.

Isla bit her lip to stifle a moan as he thrust deeper and harder into her. He released her nipple and met her blissed out gaze with a lazy smile.

"Tell me who you belong to, Isla." he breathed.

Isla's breath caught in her throat as she met his eyes, her mouth uttering the words before she could fully think them through.

"I belong to you. I'm yours."

The words came out of her mouth in a broken, breathless whisper.

His pace faltered for a second, having not expected her to relent so quickly. James saw the emotion swirling in her eyes as she pulled him back to her lips for a sweet, long kiss.

He broke first, breathing heavily as he pressed his forehead to hers.

"Mine. All fuckin' mine," he growled.

His fingers dug deeper into the soft skin of her thighs. Isla wrapped her long legs around him further, her back arching off the wall as James picked back up the already relentless pace. Digging her nails into the back of his neck, she held onto him for dear life.

Voices carried down the hall from the party, seemingly growing closer. Isla's eyes grew wide as James smirked.

"You worried princess? Afraid someone will see you being wrecked the way you asked for, nearly begged for?" James asked, pressing a kiss to the underside of her jaw as he fucked deeper into her.

Isla whimpered as the voices came even closer then paused, probably a few feet away.

James slowed his hips down, rolling them in slow deep drags that brushed against her spot, making her eyes roll.

His grin grew wider, blue eyes blown out and shining.

"Oh, you like that? You want them to fuckin' see us, don't you?" James rasped, feeling her flutter around him.

She whimpered louder, clenching her jaw in an effort to not cry out. Tears welled up in Isla's eyes as his cock stroked the softest parts inside her. She could practically feel him in her chest.

"Aw, baby, this ain't nothin'...wait until I have you alone," James whispered, biting the skin just below her ear as he pushed further into her.

Isla moaned at the thought, even more turned on at the idea that this could happen again.

James pressed his lips to hers quickly, silencing her. "Gonna have to quiet down a little sweetheart, or they're gonna come over. And then we won't be able to get to us alone," James whispered, lips still against hers.

Isla bit down on his lip, in part to quiet herself and in part to spite him.

He growled again, jaw clenching as he tasted blood. Isla grinned widely as he fucked her harder just out of spite.

"Now who needs to quiet down?" she asked.

"Fuck, you're perfect," James groaned, eyes rolling back in his head.

Her back thumped into the wall with every snap as James drove into her.

"Oh my god, right there. Holy shit, James," Isla cried out softly, her head thrown back as the pressure built between her legs.

The voices were now even closer and sounded familiar. It'd been a while since the two have communicated with their team and the last thing they need is to be found like this.

"Better come quick princess, you want them to see you like this?" James asked, panting lightly.

"I think the better question is do you want them to see me like this?" Isla grinned, breathless as James' hips stuttered, pubic bone hitting hard against her clit.

"Fuckin' come baby, right now," James growled darkly, reaching a hand up to rest against her throat.

Isla bit her lip and cried out his name as quietly as she could. Her vision went blurry, eyes rolling back in her head. Her orgasm hit her like a freight train and James let out a sinful moan as he came right after.

"That's it. Oh, fuckin' good girl," he whispered against her flushed skin as his movements slowed.

James pulled back, pressing soft kisses against Isla's sweaty face. He dropped her legs slowly and pulled out, fixing his pants as Isla adjusted her dress.

Brushing the hair out of her face, James pressed his lips to Isla's forehead, feeling her hands grab onto his biceps and squeeze.

"James..." she trailed off, unsure what to say.

Suddenly the door at the end of the hall busted open. Their teammates, Steve and Natasha, stumbled in with guns drawn. James groaned, rolling his eyes.

"Where have you two been?! You said check-ins every ten minutes and it's been way longer than that," Steve said as he brushed a hand through his blonde hair.

Natasha ran her eyes over Isla's messed up hair and James' slightly unbuttoned shirt.

"I think I might have an idea, Rogers," she murmured with a sly smile.

Isla turned to James, pressing a kiss to his cheek. His eyes grew a little wider, brow furrowed. It made her giggle as she looked up at his annoyingly gorgeous face before speaking.

"What can I say? I got tired of pretending."

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