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ultraintrovertedgryffindor · 2 years

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hi ! sorry to bother you , but do you mind doing a trick smut ? ( the owen teague character from black mirror ) it could be anything but yk just some sweet stuff , him being a dork and teasing the reader . and if you want just a little bit of drugs involved

Aw, no bother at all, lovely. Yes, of course! I've never gotten an Owen Teague request before so this got me excited lol

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), breaking and entering, drug use (coke, specially), oral (f!receiving), fluff, and I'm probably supposed to say don't do drugs so...Don't Do Drugs™ Just Say No™

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You bit the dead skin off your fingers as you watched Trick climb over the fence of some abandoned water park, claiming that it had been that way for years and no one was guarding it anymore. He kept telling you that it was safe to explore, but you still felt your heart threaten to beat out of your chest as he encouraged you to follow after him.

“Come on, Y/n, no alarms have gone off yet!” He called out beyond the fence with a tired grin.

You looked back and forth between him and the bright yellow no trespassing sign, groaning as you finally made up your mind. “Fine. But if we get caught, I’m saying you forced me.” You started climbing the chain link fence as Trick giggled maniacally.

“That is technically what I’m doing, yes.” You playfully punched his shoulder with a huff as you made it over the fence. “Chill out, babydoll, it’ll be fun. Live a little.” He took you by your hand and ran off, leading you deeper into the park.

Despite being in constant anxiety that the cops would suddenly show up and arrest the two of you, Trick actually got you to have some fun.

“Woah, this pool is just filled with rain water.” Trick called out, beckoning you over to where he was. “Should we?”

“Uh, no thanks. It’s freezing and I’d rather not be soaking wet.” Trick only smirked mischievously at you. “No.” You scolded, but his smirk grew wider as he turned to you. “Ryan, no! Ah-!” He moved so fast there was nothing you could do. He grabbed you by the hips and pushed you as hard as he could into the pool, freezing water enveloping you whole. “Dick!” You gasped as soon as you resurfaced, only to get the water splashed back into your face as he jumped in after you.

“Woo! That just wakes you up, doesn’t it!” He laughed.

“Jerk.” You splashed him as you pouted, goosebumps raising all over your skin. Trick swam closer to you, pulling at your waist. “No, nope.” You tried swimming away but he already caught you, pulling you to him and wrapping your legs around his torso.

“You’re cute when you’re mad.” He teased, lightly kissing your nose. “Wow, you’re so cold.”

You scowled. “Oh really? I wonder why that is.” Trick smiled as he grabbed your face, pulling you close and passionately kissing you as you both floated in the water. You moaned as he grinded your hips on his, an aching arousal starting to develop and you could feel his smirk as he noticed. “This doesn't mean you’re forgiven for pushing me in here, jerk.”

“I’m sure I could remedy that, dolly. Want me to prove it to you? It’ll warm you up too.” You gasped quietly as one of his long fingers ghosted over your pussy, mentally cursing your clothes that clung to you.

“If it gets me out of this disgustingly cold pool, then yes.”

You and Trick couldn’t leave the park quicker, desperate for each other and desperate to get your soaking clothes off. It was hard enough to climb over the fence in the first place, it was even harder now that you weighed even more with all the water drenching your clothing.

Trick opened the back of the van and quickly ushered you in, pouncing on you as soon as he closed and locked the doors. “Ugh, god, I understand your annoyance now. So much harder to get these damn clothes off.” He chuckled as he tried peeling his shirt off with great difficulty, the collar getting caught on his head.

“And you have no one but yourself to blame.” You threw your own shirt at him, hitting him right in the face.

He pulled the wet shirt off with a faux offended expression. “How dare you!” He gasped dramatically.

“Me? How dare you!” You yelled back, pushing him on his back and straddling him, making sure to grind your hips down on his hardening cock as you kissed him, hearing him groan and feeling the vibrations tickling your mouth.

“Wait!” He pulled away with a smile. “You know what we should do?”

“Oh god, what?” You said in frustration.

“Drugs.” He lifted his eyebrows playfully before he crawled to the front of the van and came back with a little baggie full of white powder.

“Seriously?” You snickered.

“I’m super serious. You wanna try it? You don’t have to though, obviously. But I will see you as a scaredy cat.” He teased, but you knew he was only joking around. You knew he’d never pressure you to do anything.

You bit your lip in thought. “Okay, fine. I’ll try!”

You watched as Trick lined up a few lines of powder neatly on a book he had laying around in the van, his face in full concentration, using his pinky to wipe away any excess and licking it off. “You wanna go first or…?”

“You should probably go first.” You giggled nervously, watching him quickly snort up the powder with a rolled up dollar bill intriguingly. He groaned as he tilted his head back, sniffing a bit more before handing the bill to you.

“First thing, make sure not to breathe out when you’re lined up, or else you’ll blow the powder everywhere. Just go for it really, hold one nostril closed and tilt your head back after so it doesn’t fall out if you didn’t get all of it.”

“What if I sneeze?”

“You won’t sneeze.”

“What if it hurts?”

“It doesn’t.”

“What if-”

“Babydoll!” He interrupted with a laugh. “You’ll be fine, I’m right here.” He reassured, gently rubbing your back as you bent your head down to inhale the drug.

You did as he instructed. You just went for it, inhaling the whole line. He was right, it didn’t hurt, it was just a bit uncomfortable. It tickled as it entered your nose, making you cringe. It smelled sweet, but it tasted bitter as it started to drip at the back of your throat. “Ugh…” You wriggled your nose as your eyes watered, causing Trick to chuckle. “Don’t laugh at me.” You whined. “I don’t feel any different.”

“And you won’t, not immediately,” He kissed you, “but you will. Lay down.”

You exhaled shakily as Trick hovered above you, trailing sloppy kisses down your body, squeezing your bra covered breasts as he made his journey down until he got to your jeans. You both laughed as he struggled to get them off along with your underwear, the water making the material like a second skin. “Fuck…” You moaned out as he buried his face in your cunt, lapping up all your wetness and pushing his tongue into your entrance.

“Best part of my fuckin’ day.” He moaned, licking and sucking your sensitive clit. “I’m sure you’re warming up now, right, babe?” He chuckled, pulling you as close to him as humanly possible, resting your thighs on his shoulders. You moaned loudly, arching your back as he focused on your clit, your body buzzing with oversensitivity, but you couldn’t get enough of it. You could feel your heartbeat thrum in your chest, and you felt so restless. You wanted more, you needed more. You needed him inside you.

“Fuck me, Ryan.” You whined, rutting against his face as he kept going faster. “Please.” He finally stopped as he heard your begs. “I feel so hot all of a sudden.” You panted.

“Are you okay?” He asked as he removed his pants, settling in between your legs, but still waiting for your okay.

“Yes. I just need you.” You brought his face down to kiss you, tongues dancing with each other roughly before you pulled away with his bottom lip in between your teeth.

“Think you’re feeling it now.” He smiled, helping you remove your bra, your hardened nipples practically calling out to be touched. You hummed blissfully as he latched onto one of your nipples with his mouth, trailing up to kiss you once more before finally bringing his cock to your pussy.

You sighed out as Trick rubbed his dick in between your slick folds, the head of his cock bumping against your throbbing clit before he finally sunk into your cunt, stretching you out deliciously. He moaned roughly as he felt your walls clench around him as he went deeper and deeper into you, slowly pulling out slightly before sinking in further.

You took deep breaths to try and relax yourself so you could take him fully, his girth making you struggle. Trick brought his thumb down to lightly rub your clit, eliciting a moan from you as he was finally able to bottom out, filling you to the hilt. He grinded against you until you were ready for him to thrust, the tip of his cock hitting the ends of you, the feeling making your eyes roll to the back of your head. “Fuck, you’re so tight, babydoll. You still feel like a goddamn virgin, even after all this time.” Trick chuckled darkly, starting to thrust in and out of you slowly.

Trick’s pupils were blown wide as he looked down at where the two of you were conjoined, smirking at the sight of his cock glimmering with your arousal, leaving thin trails of stringy slick every time he pulled out and coating his pelvis and your inner thighs. “Shit, you’re so wet. Can you hear? Can you hear your pussy singing, baby?” He cooed, thrusting faster and deeper, the slapping of your damp skin against one another's reverberating around the inside of his messy van.

“Fuck, Ryan!” You cried out as his cock kept hitting that sweet spot inside you over and over again. “You feel so good.” You whimpered, lifting your head as you felt something tickle on your chest. “What-?”

Trick had poured a line of coke onto your tit, holding one nostril closed as he snorted up all the white powder from your skin, holding his head back and looking up towards the van ceiling as he moaned loudly, his thrusts slowing as he focused on sniffing all the contents down. He smiled widely at you, leaning down again to lick up all the residue on your breast and pulling a nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking until you felt the nipple go numb from the drug. “Feels so weird.” You giggled, pulling at your nipple and feeling barely anything.

“Here.” Trick moved for you to straddle his lap, dipping his car key into the little baggie of powder and offered it up to you. You mirrored his smile as you allowed him to put the key up to your nose, his pointer finger pinching your other nostril shut and watched intently as you sniffed up the drug with a groan.

You cringed at the tickly intrusion, the taste bitter as it dripped down your throat once more. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.” You swallowed harshly, rubbing away the leftover powder that didn’t make it into your nose.

Trick kissed your cheek with an amused smile. “Well, you never have to take it again then.”

“I didn’t say I never wanted to.” You smirked, slowly moving your hips against him, causing him to groan quietly, his pupils almost completely taking over his bright blue iris’. “You’re so pretty, you know?” You kissed him passionately, his slightly cold hands running up your back and causing goosebumps to raise all over your skin. “You fuck me so well.” You whispered in his ear, following that by biting his earlobe gently.

“Oh yeah?” He panted. “Compared to who?” He teased, knowing fully well he’s the only one you’ve ever slept with.

“No one.”

“Exactly, and that’s exactly how it’s gonna stay. Okay, babydoll?” He growled, flipping you over on your back, pinning your wrists above your head as he licked and bit the sensitive skin of your neck, forcing you to stay still as you couldn’t help but squirm. You opened your mouth as Trick brought up his fingers to your face, licking and sucking on them until he pulled them away and started to rub your clit in between your bodies. “I can feel how close you are. Can you come for me, dolly?” He panted, thrusting into you as fast as he could.

You cried out, clinging to him, your grip on his shoulders sure to leave bruises the next morning. “Oh god…” You moaned, your legs shaking as they tried to stay wrapped around his hips. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna come, baby.” You almost hyperventilated, a strong and intense tidal wave of pleasure knocking the breath out of you, a strangled groan escaping your lips as you finally reached that peak. You were sure the drug had something to do with how strong it was, you could honestly say it was the best orgasm you had ever had. “Fuck…”

Trick throbbed and pulsed inside you, his moans getting louder and louder, signaling that he was close too. “Tell me you love me.” He moaned, his thrusts speeding up if that were even possible.

“I love you, Ryan…so, so much.” You repeated back to him, your eyes spilling over with your overstimulated tears.

“Say you’re never gonna leave me.”

“I’m never gonna leave you. Never ever.” You spasmed, another orgasm taking over your body out of nowhere, your words jumpstarting your nerves and allowing you one more. “Fuck, I love you!” You cried, your walls clenched down on him harshly, causing him to grunt loudly as he stilled inside you and letting out a breathless moan as he finally came, releasing and painting your inner walls with his cum.

Trick sighed heavily as he pulled out and laid beside you, grabbing you and pulling you close so that your head rested on his sweaty chest. “That was amazing…” He chuckled breathlessly. “We should fuck on coke more often.”

“And after being high on the adrenaline of breaking and entering, of course.”

“So you’re saying we can do this again?”

“No, no, no-”

“Too late, I’m already planning it in my head.”

“Are you even sure there’s anything in that pretty little head of yours after fucking me that hard?” You teased, eliciting an oversensitive gasp from him after running your fingers up his cock.

He scoffed with a smile. “You are evil. I could ask you the same thing.” He tried to reach for your pussy but you quickly stopped him, grabbing his hand and pushing it away. “You’re only proving my point.”

“Oh, do shut up.”

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baby boy trick, he deserved better☹

and like, I tried coke last month and it didn't even do anything? either I didn't take enough or it doesn't work on antidepressants. oh well. don't do drugs™

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owenteagueobsessed · 5 years

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Heyo y’all! I finally decided to just create a completely Owen Teague themed blog! I’ll be posting all of my fics based off of Owen and his characters! Please enjoy!

#Owen Teague #Patrick Hockstetter #Nolan Rayburn #Ryan Trick Tribecky #owen teague x reader #owen teague imagines #patrick hockstetter x reader #patrick hockstetter imagine #nolan rayburn x reader #nolan rayburn imagine #trick tribecky x reader #trick tribecky imagine #bloodline #it movie #black mirror #mary

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a-pretty-nerd · 4 years

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Hey Everyone!

Request Updates:

I have been writing on this blog for roughly three years now, starting my Senior year of high school. I am 20 now, with a fiancé, a job, rent to pay, and my own projects.

At this point in my life, it simply is not worth it to keep taking requests out of the kindness of my heart. I know that maybe my work on this blog has not been super duper high quality, but I am willing to clean up my work and take requests and I would not now.

However, this does mean that I will be charging for requests, taking commissions. Here are my rates:

Headcannons: $0.50

One-Shots:

500 Word One-Shot - $1

1,000 Word One-Shot: $5

5,000 Word One-Shot: $10

and so on and so forth

Series:

If you request a series, or request that a particular one-shot be made into a series, here is how that would work.

Each chapter will be 1,000 words long.

Each chapter will be worth $5

If you request a series, and you do not know how many chapters you would like, that is fine, I will be working closley with you regarding your requests and budget.

Because of this, I will no longer be taking requests through my inbox, I will be taking requests through messanger.

If you have already made a request, you will not be charged, your request, if accepted will be finished. However, after that I will be charging for my work.

If you wish to stay anonymous, please let me know in your request. All of my payment information/recipes will be given to you through messanger.

Thank you so much everyone who has followed me and enjoyed my work over the years, you have been a blessing.

I am also excited to announce that since charging for my work I will be able to work on and post some of my original work which I am very excited about.

Thank you, again.

Love,

Ruby

#patrick hockstetter #owen teague #rodrick heffley #devon bostick #jasper jordan #ryan tribecki #belch huggins #nicholas hamilton #nolan rayburn #x reader #fanfic #Patrick Hockstetter x reader smut #lemon #rodrick heffley x reader smut #marvel #star wars #dc comics

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onlyjdms-blog · 6 years

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he mf has a gf,,,, I’m happy,, but sad. (from team.bowers convo w Owen on Twitter)

#owen teague imagine #owen teague icons #owen teague #patrick hockstetter imagines #patrick hockstetter #patrick hockstetter x reader #ryan tribecky #trick #black mirror #black mirror trick #arkangel

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disneylanddirectioner123 · 4 years

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Roasty Toasty

Ahoy! This imagine is for Gina @trickkombowerskru ! It’s also kind of the first imagine I’ve written (on here at least) and since you wrote Two (count ‘em Two) HeadCanons about Ryan Tribecky and Nolan Rayburn and since Christmas is right around the corner, here’s an early Chrissy present just for you! It’s kinda short considering how it’s my first official one so yeah, just bear with me.

UPDATE: Gina, I am so sorry for not posting this for you last week due to getting ill due to the horrid weather here in Australia so I chose to send this to you as a Christmas present. Merry Christmas!

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IMAGINE #1

Title: Roasty Toasty

Pairing: Patrick Hockstetter x Reader

Word Count: 330+

Theme: Christmas.

For: Gina a.k.a @trickkombowerskru

Warnings(?): Swearing, Fire Play?

Scene: Patrick and his girlfriend (Reader) are struggling with the neverending hassles of the Christmas/Festive Season. As reader is setting up final decorations on Christmas Eve, Patrick gets a little bit too “creative” with the Christmas food, in particular, the chestnuts.

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“God! Stupid fucking tinsel!” Patrick roars as the blue tinsel falls off the bookshelf.

Patrick and his girlfriend were having an extremely hard time setting up the final Christmas decorations to 'perfect' their new home. Even though it wasn't the most fantastic home on the whole block or even in Derry as a whole, Gina, Patrick's girlfriend wanted it to be special for him considering it was their first Christmas as a couple.

But the poor boy was having a hard time. Even trying to adjust to the idea of being jolly on Christmas was a problem for him. But at least he was trying. That's what mattered the most to Gina.

He whines as the tinsel once again falls off the bookshelf. He went quiet for a brief moment before he angrily picked up the blue tinsel and stormed into the kitchen where his girlfriend was checking up on the gingerbread that was gonna be one of the many treats on display tomorrow at the Christmas lunch they were gonna throw.

"Ginaaaaa." He whines, dragging out the 'a'.

"Here Pat, take over the decorating." She says, giving him the green icing tube. He looks at it for a simple second before starting to do the decorations on the freshly baked gingerbread men. Gina went around the house checking up on everything so they were good and ready.

A few hours later she could smell something burning. Oh no.

"Patrick!" She yells as she ran around the house, trying to find her lover.He wasn't near the Christmas tree. He wasn't outside. She went to the kitchen and there he was.

With his trusty flamethrower in hand, he was burning the chestnuts and it was making the house smell terrible. She snatched the lighter and can of hairspray out of his hands.

"What are we gonna do now Pat?! You've burned half the house!!!" Gina cried, her hands tangled in her hair as she panicked.

Patrick didn't respond, causing her to sigh frustratedly.

"I'll call my mother."

#first imagine #patrick hockstetter #IT movie #it chapter 2 #bowers gang #christmas

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owenteagueobsessed · 5 years

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I Can’t Help It

Owen Teague x Reader Fluff! Owen is still asleep, I study his features. His high cheekbones, his plump lips, those now hidden teal eyes. His hair falls into his face. Now long and died black for his new role of my favorite character, Patrick Hockstetter. I whisper into the air. “Damn you’re pretty.” I swipe his hair out of his face, playing with it. Stroking my fingers through it, massaging his scalp. He purrs, nuzzling into my hand a little. I smile, he’s just like a cat. I cup his face, lightly rubbing my thumb over his features. I whisper, awestruck. “You’re perfect...” His voice comes out gravely, his eyes still closed. “You are too...” I blush, taking my hand back. His eyes open a little, and I blush harder. He grins, finding my hand and putting it back on his face. “You can keep going. It felt nice.” I smile, continuing to massage his scalp and face. He starts to fall back to sleep, a sleepy smile on his face. “Love you.” “Love you more.”

#Owen Teague #owen teague #owen teague x reader #owen teague imagine #nolan rayburn #ryan trick tribecky #patrick hockstetter #bowers gang #god damn im excited about this new blog

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a-pretty-nerd · 6 years

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New in Town: Part Two

Ryan (Trick) Tribesky x reader

A/N: Last one, settin up the story. This one, is beginning of the story! As always, your requests and feedback are what keep me goin!✌❤

Warnings: NSFW, cursing, etc.

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Only a month had passed since you were hired. And only a month was needed for you to develop a full blown crush on your coworker. Who, to a certain extent, worked above you. Since he had been there for almost over a year, they were more likley to have Trick boss you around than your manager. Which Trick took delight in. Teasing you. Telling you things like:

“I could have you fired for that, yknow?”

“Slackin’ on the job Y/N? Tsk tsk.”

And your personal favorite:

“Better do as I say.”

Of course, he said all these things with that smile of his. That kind of sweet smile that made sure you knew he was kidding. You had a flirty, friendship with Trick. The kind of friendship that made you leave work with a smile and pink cheeks as you walked out the door. The kind of friendship, you desperately wished was more.

Sometimes, when you were on lunchbreak together, you’d sit and eat outside, back behind the building. It was mostly where boxes and furniture were unloaded by trucks. But Trick parked his grey van back there. Somedays, when you both just needed a few minutes of escape. He’d open the back doors, and you’d sit together on the mattress and blankets he put back there. And you’d seat and eat your lunch.

One day in particular, things were rough. The manager had taken this day specifically to be unreasonable, and difficult on the two of you. Trick never really talked about himself and his life outside of work. But some days, were just worse than others. You could tell when something was wrong. So you sat in Trick’s van, having finished your meal. You looked up at the sky as snowflakes started to fall from the grey clouds above.

“It’s snowing.” You stated. Trick turned his attention, and looked up.

“Oh yeah.” He said, not being very intrigued by this fact.

“Do you like the snow?” You ask. He gives and half-hearted shrug.

“It’s alright I guess.” He doesn’t seem all there today, and you lean in a little closer. He’s been avoiding eye contact with you.

“Are you alright?” You ask him. Again, he shrugs, and doesn’t look at you. “Something wrong?”

“Not really. Just…been a rough day.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Eh, not your fault. Actually, you make my days better.” He looks up at you, and gives a small smile. You smile back.

“Yeah?” He nods.

“Mmhm. I don’t know how you’ve done it, but you make me not hate work now. So…” He trails off. He’s leaning back, practically laying down. Propped up by his elbow. He looks up at you as you watch the snow fall. “You’re fuckin’ gorgeous yknow that?” He blurts out. It catches you off gaurd and your cheeks get bright red in a matter of seconds. You try to laugh it off.

“What?” You smile down at him. He just looks up at you, calm, cool, collected. Meanwhile you’re heart is going a thousand miles an hour and panic is flooding your system. What is happening.

“I said you’re gorgeous. It’s just a fact Y/N.” He leans up, and sits up. “You’re the cute girl in the office.” He chuckles.

“First of all, we do not work in an office, and second of all.” You make the decision to play along with him. “I cannot believe how unprofessional you are being.” He smiles, and laughs slightly as he looks away.

“I’m serious though, I think you’re awesome.” You could have swarn that he was blushing.

“Well, thank you Trick. You’re not too bad yourself.” You smile, and he scootches closer.

“You’ve got some snow in your hair.” He says, and he reaches out to wipe away the melting flakes. All the while inching closer and closer to you. This smooth motherfucker. You freeze, and when he leans in to kiss you. You don’t dare pull away. You kiss him back. A sweet, soft kiss. He only pulls away to look into your eyes, and that playful smile stretches across his face. You smile back, taking the advantage, and kissing him while he’s busy. He lets out a small whimper of surprise and happiness. You feel a hand make its way to your hip, and you smile into the kiss.

His lips are sweet, and soft. He takes his time, enjoying you. Making you take deep breathes as he holds you closer to him. He’s enjoying himself way too much to let you go as you kiss back. Gently biting his bottom lip to edge him on a little. Asking for more. Your hand finds it’s way into his hair, and he moans softly. The kiss, turns passionate, quickly. You can guess, that you’re on the same page.

“Look who’s being unprofessional now.” He jokes, and the two of you laugh a little. The heat of your bodies and breath combat the cold so well. You just want to crawl inside the van. Which, is exactly what you do. He crawls in after you, and over you. Leaning down to kiss you, and caress you as the heavy petting begins. Clothes sort of find their way off your body. However, only taking off what is necessary for Trick to get at you. Your baggy uniform pants come off easily arounf your ankles, along with your panties as Trick kisses down your neck. He gently nibbles and sucks. Making you moan as your hands roam his body. Eagerly pulling down his pants to reveal his erection.

“Protection?” You ask, and Trick snaps his fingers in remembrance. He pulls a condom out of his bag, and rolls in one before positioning himself. However, he stops to lean down and kiss you. A reassuring, and brilliant kiss that fills your chest. As he rubs your clit. The sensation of his warm hands against your cold skin almost shocks you. He plays with you, happy to have you moan his name as you lay there. You find yourself begging for him almost. “Fucks sake, Trick. S-Stop teasing me.” You ball up the baggy shirt of his uniform, slightly disappointed you didn’t have the time to completely undress.

“As you wish.” He smiles, and kisses down your neck as your face changes expression drastically. You gasp as you feel him enter you. Filling, and slightly stretching. You hold him close, as he slowly starts to thrust in and out of you. Already, you feel a tightness in your stomach. Which is only made more painful by his slow movements.

“God, Trick, come on.” You whine, making him smile into your skin. You feel him gently scrape his teeth against your skin. He picks up pace. Building, and building. Until he’s fucking you into the mattress. You throw your head back in pleasure and hold his hips.

“Fuuuuck yes baby.” He sighs, keeping himself close to you. Almost leaning on you. You curse over and over again as he fucks you wildly. So hard the van begins to bounce. You go weak, and you feel yourself about to cum. When suddenly his lips are on your, desperate to keep himself grounded to you. You let out a muffled moan into his lips as your orgasm washes over you. “O-Oh shit.” Trick pants, pulling away and looking down and back up at you. “I-I’m gonna cum.” His brow is furrowed, and he looks weak almost. You hear him gasp and pants as you feel him grow closer. He holds completely still as he climaxes. His mouth hanging open and his eyes shut tight. When the moment passes, he lays over you. “Fuck Y/N.” He moans. You smile and chuckle slightly in the afterglow. Until he pulls himself up and looks down at you. “I could get you fired for that.” He teases, and you push him off with a smile. You stand on the street and bounce as you pull up your pants. Tightening the loose fabric again. Trick takes care of the condom, and then stands to do the same. Suddenly the loud sound of a door crashing startles the two of you.

“Ryan! Y/N!” Your manager shouts. You look up, wide eyed, your face almost completely red. “Your lunch break was over five minutes ago! Get back to work!” She screams. You nodd, and hurry to get inside as Trick follows close behind.

You’d like to say your relationship didn’t effect your work. But you’d be lying since Trick took great pleasure in sneaking a passionate kiss, or small spanking every now and then. That mischievous smile, it almost hurt to look at.

Bonus:

Don’t pretend like you and Trick don’t play small pranks and tricks on each other and your coworkers. Trick’s favorite thing, is to hide behind the boxes in the huge storage unit in the back. And pop out to scare you. You got him back though. Forcing a good, shrill, girly scream from him. You’d never let him live that down.

#owen teague imagine #owen teague #nolan rayburn #trick smut series #trick imagine #trick x reader #ryan tribecky imagine #ryan trick #patrick hockstetter x reader smut #black mirror arkangel

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