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Hart and Hunter - Chapter 19 - Part 2

*Warning Adult Content*

Julian Hart

At home, Ingrid remains subdued and retreats to her bedroom.

Dane says little but I know him well enough by now to understand he's not being uncommunicative... he's simply still processing.

I wait... when he's ready, he'll let me know.

I'm about halfway through a crossword when he joins me on the couch, handing me an open beer.

He's fresh from the shower, his long dread-locks hanging loose to dry, dressed in a sleeveless shirt and lounge pants.

He settles at my side, prepared to wait for me to finish my game but I set my cell-phone down and give him my full attention.

"What will you do?"

He reads the anxiety in my tone and arches a brow.

"About Erickson? Nothing. He'd be an idiot to try anything like that again."

"As a cop, yeah," I say, curling up against his side.

Dane snorts and rubs a hand across my shoulders.

"Don't worry. He doesn't know what he's messing with."

"That's what worries me, though," I mumble.

Dane pulls away from me a little.

"You're afraid of what I'll do?"

I lean back and blink at him.

"Well... yeah. I mean, you basically said you'd mess him up if he messed with your sister and he gone and messed. So..."

I shrug and Dane shakes his head.

"Coleridge says it's handled and I trust her. Erickson is her problem now, not mine. We've got our own problems to deal with."

"Like what?"

"Like two murders, to start."

"Two?" I blink.

"What's the second?"

He looks at me.

"James Hart, of course. I think if we figure out who really killed your grandfather, we'll figure out what ties this all together."

I sit up straighter at that.

"You still think the two cases are connected?"

"Well, yeah. You don't?"

He arches a brow at me and I shake my head.

"I don't know. I guess I've been focused on the skin-changer angle."

Dane nods.

"That remains our top priority. We have to assume there's a second one, which means there's still an imposter among us."

I snort and Dane gives me a look.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing. So, where do we start? I was thinking I'd ask Halloran to take a look at Rhiannon's book. He can probably translate it a lot faster than Noah can."

Dane makes a face.

"Yeah but do you trust him with that?"

"You don't?"

He shakes his head.

"No and neither should you. He's got his own agenda, Jules. I don't know what it is but there's more to him than he's letting on."

I frown.

"He might be Fae but he's a cop, too and he takes his job as seriously as you ever did."

"I'll give him that. Still, I'd rather you didn't hand over the book until Noah's had a look. At least take pictures of the pages, so you have a backup. Meanwhile, I think we should focus on the rest of our suspects... see who we can eliminate."

"Haven't Halloran and Vasquez already questioned everyone several times?"

"Yeah but most people try to show their best side to authorities. It's our job to look at the sides that weren't shown."

"How do we do that?"

He shrugs and pulls me back against him, rubbing his hand up and down my arm.

"Talk to them. Which is your wheelhouse, not mine."

I bite my bottom lip and finish the last of my beer.

It feels nice to be acknowledged.

Too nice, almost.

"So, while I'm chatting up the suspects, what sort of 'real work' will you be doing?"

He's quiet for a moment, his fingers combing through my hair and when he speaks, his tone is soft.

"I'll be busy getting ready for the land-bonding," he says.

"It's a serious ritual, Julian. I can't do it without you."

I pull away from him slowly, just far enough to meet his eyes.

"Are you sure we should do this now? After what we've learned about the Wolves who lived here? And about... my family?"

He nods.

"What better time than now? With the power the bond grants, I'll have the advantage I need. But if we miss the full moon, we'll have to wait for the next. By then, it could be too late."

"The timing really matters, then?"

"If I want to be a legitimate and recognized Alpha, then yeah, it matters."

I wait for the truth to settle in my heart and when it does, I nod.

"Okay. If you say this is the thing to do, then we'll do it."

His brows contract and he frowns.

"I don't want to you do anything just because I say so, Julian. I want us to want the same thing. I know I'm shit at explaining it but..."

"Hey."

I lay my hands on either side of his face and pull him into a light kiss.

"You know I won't do something I don't want to do. And I want to make you happy. Isn't that enough?"

"You already make me happy," he says.

"You don't look happy," I tease, tracing his frown with the pad of my thumb.

"I'll show you, then."

He leans to kiss me again, his breath tickling as his lips brush mine.

"You taste like beer and angst," I whisper, pushing him away with a smile.

"Go brush your teeth and then we can both get something we want."

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thatdeaniegirlsworld · 3 years

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Return Of The Champ-Roman Reigns

Plot Summary: Roman and Y/N have always continuously flirted with words, and their eyes but never pursued anything. When she returns at the summerslam in Las Vegas for the Smackdown Women's championship....everything changes.

Y/N's P.O.V

The crowd was euphoric as you made your 18 month return from your double ACL injuries. Becky Lynch was the current champion, and the two of you have a short match, and you walk out as champion. The whole crowd chanting your name, and you couldn't stop smiling.

The one person you were nervous to see was Roman. It had been a long time since you had seen him, and you barely got by with his random texts and phone calls. Seeing him would be a different story.

"How bad is it?" Roman asks as he walks into the trainers room.

"It's both knees. Freak accident. I'm going to be out for a while." You look up at him with tears falling down your face. "That's at least a year. What the fuck am I going to do Roman?"

He sits down on the edge of the bed, and takes your hands in his. "You know what you're going to do? You're going to have successful surgeries, heal, and then work to get both of those knees stronger than they were before."

"This is what I get for carrying the women's division on my back. Buckled under the pressure." You tell him, and he smirks at you.

"There she is. That's my girl." He tells you, and stands back up. The silence is deafening between the two of you because you know you won't see him for a long time. "Y/N...I"

"Don't." You shake your head. He sighs, and doesn't say anything else. "I'll see you when I come back, alright?"

He nods, and bends down to press a kiss to the top of your head. "At least text me about the surgery? I need to make sure you're okay."

"Of course." You tell him, and he moves some of your hair behind your ear. "I promise."

"Good." He says, and looks at you once more before leaving the room.

As soon as you make your way to the back you are met with many people congratulating you and hugging you. As you make your way down the line you look up and see Roman's stature, and your breath hitches in your throat. He was dressed in his normal black cargo pants, and his merch shirt. No jimmy or Jey with him, but Paul was.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite champ. Back at it again." He says with a smirk, his eyes going up and down your body. "Knees look like they work again."

You giggle, and look him over. "Wouldn't you like to know." You tease him, and he bites down on his lip.

"Congratulations, and welcome back." He says, and opens his arms for you. As soon as they wrapped around you, you felt safe like you always did in his arms. "I missed you, baby girl." He whispers in your ear, and you hug him tighter.

He pulls away from you, and you can't help but stare at him. "You staying for the rest of the night?" He asks you, and you nod.

"Couldn't miss my favorite champ in action either." You say with a wink, and walk off before he can say anything else.

"Are you nervous?" Roman asks me as you were about to go back for surgery.

"I'll only admit this to you, but yes. I'm terrified." You confess to him. He stares into your eyes, and looks around for anyone that may be looking at them. He gently presses his lips to yours.

"You've got this baby girl. I'll be here when you get out." He tells you, and kisses your forehead.

Roman finally makes his way backstage after the show, and you slowly make your way to his locker room. When he walks inside, he's alone. He looks up at you, and smiles. "Still not used to you being around here again."

"Well, I could always leave. Some people are wanting to buy me a drink anyway." You tease him, and stand up from his couch to stride your way to the door when he cuts you off in front of the door.

"If you think I'm letting you out of my sight after 18 months, you have another thing coming." He says, and you can basically feel the heat radiating off his sweaty, post match body.

"Sounds very stalker-ish, Reigns." You tell him, a smirk on his face as you look down at his chest.

"I don't see you running away." He says, and pushes your hair behind your ear. "You never did run away. Ever."

"I didn't want to." You tell him, looking into his eyes. "Roman, I-" He cuts you off with his lips on yours. His hands hold your face, and rest your hands on his back.

A knock on the door makes him pull away from you. It was Paul. "Sir, Brock and I need you for a few minutes please."

"I'm in the middle of something." He says, sounding irritated. "Can this wait until at least monday?"

"Yeah, we'll call you." Brock tells him, and they leave. He shuts the door again, and turns to face you once more.

"Sorry about that." He says, and walks over to where you had walked.

"It's okay. I know how it is." You tell him, and he smiles at you. "So, did you have any big plans tonight?"

"Not anymore." He says with a smirk. "Do you?"

"I wasn't lying when I said some people wanted to buy me a drink. You want to come with us?"

"I'd love to. As long as I get to sit next to you." He says with a smirk. "Just need to shower real quick. Wait for me?"

"You do stink." You tell him, and he rolls his eyes at you. "I'm kidding! Yes, I'll wait out here."

"Be out in a few." He says, stepping to you to peck your lips. He walks away, and you can't help but to smile at yourself.

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It was a small gathering, and you liked it that way. Roman was making it no secret that you two had something going on with the way that he kept touching you all night. Whether it was a hand on the knee or him whispering in your ear, he was all over you.

The group included Seth, Becky, Rhea, Nia, Sasha, Charlotte, and The Usos. Everyone was sitting around the table chatting with one another, and you could feel Becky's eyes on you. She was the only one who really knew about your deep feelings for Roman.

You look over at her, and give her a smile. She smiles back knowingly while Seth and Roman were in a conversation of their own. You lay your head down on Roman's shoulder, and he turns to press a quick kiss the top of it before turning his attention back to Seth.

"You look happy." Becky mouths to you, and you smile, giving her a quick nod.

"Tired baby girl?" Roman asks you, and you nod. "Come on, I'll take you home." He says, and you lift your head off of him to stand up. "Everyone say goodnight to the champ."

After you say goodbye to everyone, Roman follows you out of the building and begins to drive away. You could tell he was nervous by the way he was fidgeting, and drumming his fingers against the steering wheel. "Roman?" You ask him, and he turns to look at you. "Everything okay?"

"I uh, wanted to ask you if maybe you wanted to stay the night with me?" He asks you, and you smile at her nervous he is. "You don't have to. I've just missed you, and we can watch a movie or something."

"That sounds nice." You tell him, and he smiles at you. "I do need to stop by my apartment though. Need to pack a bag."

"Sure." He says, and nods at you. "Pack whatever you need. You can stay as long as you want."

"Don't tell me that." You joke. "I may never want to leave."

He just smirks, and focuses on the road.

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You were nervous to be alone with Roman for this long knowing all of those built up emotions would be let loose the moment he were to look or touch you a certain way. Once you got to his house, you jumped in the shower, and put on a pair of shorts, and one of his favorite shirts he had bought you month's back.

He had changed into a pair of black basketball shorts, and of course, no shirt, and was laying on the bed waiting for you. His attention was currently on his phone until he felt the bed dip. You roll over onto your side, and he wraps his arms around you after turning the light off.

"I'm so happy you're back, baby girl." He whispers in your ear, his hand running through your hair. "You have no idea."

"This is the first time we've seen each other since I went home after surgery." You tell him, and he just continues to press kisses all over your shoulder.

"You don't know how many times I considered leaving just to come be with you. But, you would have just told me to get my ass back to work."

"Yes I would have. You're having the run of your life right now. I'm proud of you."

You roll over to bury your face in his chest, and he turns the TV off. Your heart was beating so loud, you could have sworn he heard it.

He pulls the comforter up over the both of you, and it's silent for a moment. You've always felt safe around Roman. You've had so many bad relationships though that you felt like any move you made with him you would screw up.

You scratch lightly at his lower back, and bring one of your legs up to slide in between the two of his. He moves your hair behind your ear, and you move your head back to look at him. "I don't want to lose you." You tell him, and sniffle.

"Why would you lose me, baby girl?" He asks, his voice soft. "I'm right here. I always have been."

"I know." You tell him, and he wipes your tears off your face. "You make me safe, and that terrifies me."

He runs his thumbs over your cheek bones, and you relax into his chest. "There's no secret how I feel about you, Y/N. I'll wait until you're comfortable. I'd never force you into anything."

"I'm tired of thinking about this. It's all I thought about while I was gone. I was afraid you had found someone." You confess, and he let's out a chuckle. "What's funny?"

"You have no idea just how much you mean to me. Do you?" He asks, and you shake your head. "Let's just say, Seth is probably sick of hearing me talk about you."

You smile at him, and he kisses your forehead. "You're obsessed." You joke with him, and he looks in your eyes.

"Absolutely I am." He says, with all seriousness. He then leans forward, and connects your lips together. His soft lips move against yours, and with no interruptions this time, you pull him closer to you.

His hand holds the back of your neck as he kisses you harder. His free hand slides down to grab a hold of your hip. There was no going back now, and you knew that.

You pull away to catch your breath, and rest your forehead against his. "Was that too much?" He asks, and you shake your head. He takes that as invitation to press his lips back to yours, and this time his tongue glides across your bottom lip. You open your lips, and his tongue smashes against yours.

His hand moves from your hip to your leg, and you gasp at the movement. He pulls away, and you move your head to the side hoping that he gets the hint. He does when his mouth then trails down to your jaw, and then down to your neck.

He moves himself to in between your legs, and you let him. As you've wanted this for months. "So beautiful." He mumbles against your skin. You smile, and he notices it when he picks his head back up to kiss your lips once more.

You look into his eyes, and grab his hands as he stays kneeled in between your legs. "What is it baby?" He asks you when the tears fill your eyes.

"I love you, Roman." You finally confess to him. You were nervous for his reaction until he smiles the biggest you've ever seen him smile.

"Oh baby girl. I love you, too. So much. Let me show you." He says, and pushes your shirt up until your breasts were exposed. You sit up to discard of the shirt all together.

You watch as his eyes darken even more, and he looks into your eyes, maintaining eye contact as his lips close around your nipple. You bring your right hand down into his hair, and he squeezes his eyes shut when you tug on it a little bit.

He kisses across your chest until he does the same thing to your left nipple, and you bite down on your lip as you watch him. You begin to squirm beneath him, and he uses his own weight to pin your hips to the bed.

"Roman, please." You beg him, and he smirks against your skin. He picks his head up to press his lips to yours again. You lock your legs around his waist, and try to buck your hips up to feel some kind of friction.

"So needy for me, aren't you?" He teases you, and you whine beneath him. "What is it you always call me when you talk to the girls?" Your face fills up with heat. "I believe you say that I'm a Samoan sex God. Hmm?"

"Shut up, and do something." You try to argue. He grabs your arms from around his neck, and he pins them down to the bed.

"How about you be a good girl for me? I'll take good care of you. I promise." He says, and then finally grinds down onto you. You choke out a moan, and he smirks down at you. "Now, tell daddy how you want it."

"I just need to feel you, please. I need all of you." You beg him, and he pulls himself away from you to pull off his basketball shorts, and his boxers. His erection slapping against his stomach, and your eyes widen at the size of him.

"Still want it?" He asks you, and you nod. He slides your shorts, and panties off of you. He spreads you open, and spits down onto you, rubbing it all over you.

He crawls back onto the bed. He glides his cock up, and down your folds before sliding himself all the way in. "And here I thought the tribal chief didn't do missionary." You tease him, and he chuckles before pulling out and slamming into you.

"I said every single night. Plus, you're pretty to look at." He says with a smirk, and places one of your legs over his shoulder. "Now, shut up, and take this cock like you've been dying to do."

His free hand reaches up to grab onto your left breath while his other one had a hold on your hip, using it as leverage to thrust in and out of you.

You grab his hand that's on your breast, and slide it up to wrap around your throat. A devilish smirk is plastered on his face, and he removes your leg from his shoulder.

He scoots you up, and exchanges hisbleft hand for his right on your throat. He picks up his speed once more. His cock driving into your pussy in all the right ways. "Mine." He growls, and all you hear is skin slapping skin. "Been mine, haven't you baby girl?"

"Yes daddy." You confirm, and his teeth sink into his bottom lip. "Always been yours."

"Fuck." He groans, and pushes his cock deeper into you. "Give me your hand." He says, and you give it to him. He places it at the bottom of your stomach.

"Oh my god....is that?"

"Yeah. That's my cock filling you to the brim." He confirms, and your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"You're so deep." You moan, and he grabs your hand, sliding his hand inside of yours. You bring your hand down to rub your clit, and he removes yours from your throat.

"Talk to me. Tell me how good you feel." He begs, and drops his weight a little. His hands grip your thighs, and you know there will be bruises there, but you didn't care.

"So fucking good. Please don't stop." You beg him, and pull him down by his neck to press your lips to his. He dips his tongue back inside your mouth, and your legs begin to shake. He slows down, savoring every last second of you.

"I love you so fucking much." He says against your lips. You push him over so that now you were on top.

"Couldn't let you have all the fun, chief." You tell him, and begin to grind down onto him. You lean back, and he squeezes your breasts before you begin to bounce up and down on top of him.

His hand comes down hard on your ass, and you gasp before moaning. Your legs were just about done for. Roman notices this and pulls you down so your chests meet, and he thrusts into you from below.

He rolls you back over onto your back, and slides his hands underneath your arms to hold your head. "Cum for me, baby girl. I want to feel you."

"I'm so close, daddy." You whimper, and he picks his pace back up. "Fuck, I'm gunna cum." You grab onto his hair, and pull until you release, and you hold onto him.

"Holy fuck. You squirted." He says, and you cover your face.

"Come on daddy, cum inside me."

"Yeah?" He asks breathless, and you nod. "Okay baby girl." He says, and grabs your jaw to open your mouth to spit in it before making you swallow.

His thrusts slow down, and you drag your nails down his back. You watch his face contort in pleasure as he release himself into you. Moaning your name before collapsing on top of you.

"We should have done that months ago." You joke, and he laughs before lifting his head up to look at you.

"You were worth the wait." He says before pecking your lips. "I'm definitely not letting you out of my sight now."

"You better not. With being my boyfriend and all now." Yoy tease him, hoping he realizes what you just said.

"Boyfriend hmm?" He asks with a smile. "I like the sound of that almost as much as I like the sound of you being my girlfriend."

You smile at him, and he kisses you again before pulling out. "Now, you lay right there and I'll go get a bath ready."

"Okay." You tell him with a smile. He walks back over to you and kisses you sweetly.

"I love you."

"And I love you." You tell him before watching him walk away.

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