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all night long
ship: Tarlos | fandom: 911 Lone Star | author: chaotictarlos | read on ao3
Rating: Explicit | Warnings/Tags: M x M Smut, sex, gay, sex, anal sex, anal fingering, oral sex, possessive tk strand, 4x02 Coda, The New Hot Mess, 4 x 02: The New Hot Mess
Summary: TK has some feelings about seeing Carlos in plaid
Author's Note: Carlos Reyes in plaid is my weakness and I had to write something about that soooo this was born. I hope you enjoy the fic! Comments and kudos keep me going.
Thank you to @noxsoulmate for beta'ing this.
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TK groans as Carlos pushes him against the wall, his hands dropping down to start to undo Carlos’ pants.
“Whoever invented plaid and allowed you to wear it is a gift,” TK groans as he trails kisses along Carlos’ jaw to his neck where he leaves a very impressive bruise.
He knows they should probably talk more about what Carlos had said on the couch about being broken, but right now he’s thinking with his downstairs brain and that is fully winning out.
Not that either of them minds at the moment.
Carlos shoves a leg in between TK’s and rolls his thick thigh up against TK’s thickening cock.
“If I knew you would have this kind of reaction to a simple pattern, I’d have worn it sooner,” Carlos teases, moving his hand up from cupping TK’s neck to being tangled in his hair.
TK groans as Carlos uses his grip on his hair to yank his neck back and attach his lips to his pulse point.
“Baby, please,” TK gasps, dropping his hands down to grab onto Carlos’ perfect ass. He squeezes the handfuls that he gets and pulls him in closer so that their bodies are flush together.
“What do you want, sweetheart?”
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#chaotic fics#tarlos#tk strand#carlos reyes#911 lone star#4 x 02: the new hot mess#911 ls#tarlos fan fiction#tk strand x carlos reyes#4x02 coda fic#tarlos smut
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Maybe the 126 should also chaperone Owen's dates
#tk stand#owen strand#9 1 1 lone star#tarlos#tk x carlos#carlos reyes#911 lone star#tarlos smut#911 ls#how has he dated two murderers#he can really pick em#he needs some real help#126 firefam
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Commiseration Monday tag game
With AO3 temporarily down, lots of us are sad at not being able to read when we wanted to! With that in mind, I’m taking the opportunity to invite you guys to share a little something from a WIP to keep us going through the downtime! Preferably something we haven’t shared before, but whatever works for you!
This is going to be a double-fill (hehehe) from my custom Tarlos bingo and 911 bingo. Thank for the tags @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut and @sanjuwrites
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#my wips#I love tag games#gotta write today while the power is out 😒#Unbeta’d so…. yeah#tarlos smut#tarlos sexy times…kinda
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Chapter 1: We're Married
TK
“Pinch me” Carlos mumbled to TK as he ran his fingers down TK’s arm and back as they woke up.
TK lifted his head from Carlos’ chest, arching a brow in confusion, asking “Uh, babe, why would you want me to do that?”
“I just can’t believe that I am not dreaming, that this is real.” Carlos admits.
TK can understand where his husband is coming from, the past few months had been full of ups and downs, unexpected roadblocks, and that bet that had them living in a constant state of arousal without relief. Wedding planning was not for the faint of heart, TK did not recommend doing it more than once, especially that bet part – you should never subject yourself to over three weeks without sex for a bet. Unless you win, which TK had thought he had in the bag.
Until that last tux fitting. That particular event had definitely ended the bet. He could still see Carlos looking down at him, unsure what was going on as TK been on his knees, Carlos’ cock in his mouth, his own in his hand as he had given them both their first orgasm in twenty-two days.
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Follow up to Edging the Bet
#911 lone star fic#911 ls fic#tarlos fic#tarlos smut fic#tarlos smut#tk strand#carlos reyes#tk x carlos#tk strand x carlos reyes#dual pov
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BUTTCHEEKS AND BROWNIES
okay, @chaotictarlos and i were tossing ideas around, and the thought of 'nothing but an apron' popped into my head, and this happened.
warnings: dom!carlos at the end, food!play, tk walking around with nothing but an apron on, also walking around fully nude for a lil moment, mdni
author's note: omg..... hahaha. this is unedited and only read through once by myself, so i hope it's somewhat decent
TK felt all excited and tingly as he stripped. His belt went first, followed by his pants, his shirt, and his boxers. He threw everything into the hamper in the bedroom, and then, naked to the world- or to his home and the one opened window, that is- he wandered back to the kitchen.
He made a small 'o' with his mouth when the breeze drifting from the open window made contact with his uncovered nipples, causing them to stiffen instantly. It made his cock twitch. It really didn't take much to get TK going, but he was a little surprised that a teeny gust of wind was all it took to get him half-hard already.
He supposed it had something to do with the plans he'd made for tonight. The thought of those plans made him shiver, his dick now at full attention. He really was just so desperate for it tonight. He blushed when he glanced down at the floor and saw his own arousal in his shadow, long and ready to be touched however Carlos saw fit when he got home.
TK made his way to the kitchen counter. He took the folded apron he laid out not too long ago, and proceeded to pull it over his head. He circled the ties around his waist twice before creating a knot. He tightened it a little, loving the slight pressure against his skin, and then the timer started to ring.
TK switched off the oven, bending down to carefully took out the contents, before practically throwing the gooey treats onto the side, startled by Carlos, who he hadn't even heard come in.
"Oh, please, don't stop on my account." Carlos was resting against the counter, arms folded, one brow raised. His eyes travelled the length of TK's body, appreciating every inch. "I was enjoying the view."
"Good." TK replied, more than happy to see his fiancé was home, more than happy for his plans to begin. "We're having an after-shift midnight snack. Want one?"
TK cuts a corner of the brownie from the tray and offers it to Carlos, who shakes his head, causing TK to frown. He's about to question Carlos' rejection, but then he's pleasantly surprised by the request that stops him.
"Feed it to me."
TK nods, then lifts the brownie to Carlos' mouth. He can't tear his eyes away as he watches Carlos slowly bite into the chocolate. He eats the piece in four small bites, then purposefully makes a show of licking his lips and fingers when he's done. He ends his little show with a wink, causing TK to blush, his cock twitching underneath the think material of his apron.
He tries to ignore it for a moment. He wants to have everything ready before he drags Carlos to the bedroom where's he laid a towel on their bed in preparation for the mess. He doesn't want to cum already, just from the way Carlos is watching him; he wants to savour tonight, take it slow.
"Uh, we need ice cream." He opens up the freezer and pulls out a new, unopened carton, then moves to the fridge. "And I cut up some strawberries, too."
"So, TK... is there an explanation as to why you aren't wearing boxers under that apron?"
"Correction; I'm not wearing anything under this apron."
"Oh. So then, you are trying to seduce me, huh?" Carlos whispers, then closes the short distance between them.
His hands slide around to TK's waist, his fingertips running small circles there. The gentle touch makes TK's cock jump, and thinks he may alrady be leaking precum. God, he's so ready for the next couple of hours.
TK smirks when Carlos presses his entire front flush to his back. He can feel Carlos' growing erection against his ass, as a wandering hand moves down to take a hold of his own over his apron.
"Ah. Carlos, please."
"You're so worked up, love. All needy and wet already. What were you planning for us, hm?"
Carlos' thumb presses against the slit of TK's head, the pre-cum smearing against the apron, causing a wet mark on the material.
"Hm, Tyler? What did you have planned?"
"The brownies. Ice cream, mmm, was gonna—"
TK doesn't get a chance to finish when Carlos suddenly drops to his knees. He gasps when he feels coldness against his rear, and he momentarily wonders how he didn't notice Carlos take the ice cream tub from the counter.
"This? You wanted to play with your food?" TK nods enthusiastically as Carlos uses a spoon to drop cold vanilla between his plump cheeks.
It dribbles down, and TK bucks into nothing but air when it passes over his hole. "Yes! God, yes. Mm, I wanted to paint you with chocolate and ice cream and lick it all off of you. Was gonna get the squirty cream out, too. Suck it off your big cock before you split me open on it."
"That so?" Carlos chuckles at TK's rambly outburst, his mind flicking through images of everything he'd said. He stands again, turning TK around to face him. "Tell me... did you prep yourself?"
"N-no, not today."
"Good." Carlos smiles. "That's my job. Now, I think we can make these plans come true, darlin'. Only, I think you'll be my canvas instead. Now... go lie down on the bed while I bring everything in. Yes?"
TK nods, nearly tripping when he hears Carlos praise him as he heads for the bedroom.
"Good boy."
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Carlos is just trying to get through his shift at the bar so he can get back to helping Michelle search the city for her sister.
TK is just waiting for his blind date, Alex, to finally show up.
Both busy looking for something else, somehow - they find each other.
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Chapters 1 & 2 Posted - Chapter 3 Being Posted Later Today!
(This is a continuation of "thank you (for not showing up)") - now with upcoming smut, whump, tarlos falling in love, & more!
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Your Palate is Inspired (E)
Chapter 2/2 of He's Not For Sale, a 4x10 porn coda
Carlos is only partially kidding. He watched them smile prettily at TK as he began harrowing stories of rescue over tall buildings and landmines. He saw his fiance’s green eyes sparkle with mischief as he shared his impressive dual certified firefighter medic background. And it worked well, TK’s adorable charm caused more than one rich woman to write a large check before he even paused for a sip of water.
But his favorite pastime by the end of the night was watching them watch TK walk away. That pert, bubble ass made them forget they were in public every time. Carlos saw mouths drop open, eyes go wide and one nearly spit take on her wine. They wanted him.
And Carlos loves that he’s the only one who gets to bury his face in this ass.
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Soon
If you’ve been around since smutsgiving, you might know that I’ve been posting this fic in 100-word chapters for sometime now.
But, it’s now complete!!
Thirty-seven, 100-word chapters of Tarlos smut, now yours to enjoy.
If you’ve been following since the beginning and are up to date, start at chapter 26.
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#this is my contribution to thirsty Monday#tarlos fic#911 Lonestar fic#tarlos smut#soon 100#rmd writes#rmd writes: ls
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The best part of any Tarlos fic is when Carlos scoops TK up in his arms.
#i have been reading so much Tarlos smut#it is so good#i am such a mess#like i am not okay#tarlos#tk strand#carlos reyes#rafael x ronen#ronen rubinstein#rafael silva#911: lone star#911 lone star#tarlos smut
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*hands toothbrush and paste* Sorry y’all, that got a little fluffier than expected… I may have given myself three new cavities writing this 😂
To make you feel my love
one shot, words: 2410, Rating: E
“You thought I wanted to fix you, but there’s nothing to fix because I already love everything about you”. TK looked at him a little skeptical. “I doubt you love everything.”
Carlos just placed a kiss on the tip of his nose and responded seriously “everything!”
He trailed little kisses from TK’s nose to his cheekbones and across his forehead.
“I love your mind!” he said, pressing a kiss to TK’s temple. “Even when it decides it’s a good idea to bring a flesh-eating lizard into our house.” As TK giggled over Carlos’s continued displeasure with their previous pet, Carlos continued his trail of kisses down TK’s neck and across his sternum.
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or what if Carlos' phone had rung an hour later and he got to show TK just exactly how much he loves him
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take me apart
ship: Tarlos | fandom: 911 Lone Star | author: chaotictarlos | read on ao3
Rating: Explicit | Warnings m x m smut, m x m, tiddy fucking, degrading language used, come marking, come play, dirty talk, come eating, hand job
Author's note: Back to this series again with a new smutty one-shout! I had SO MUCH FUN writing this one. It's a good one, I think. I hope you all enjoy it. Comments and kudos are always loved! Also - please mind the tags!
For: @a-kinkajou @meditating-honey-badger @paperstorm and @thebumblecee - you guys really helped bring this fic to life! Thank you so much!
Thank you to @meditating-honey-badger for being my beta on this one!
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The shirt Carlos is wearing should be illegal, TK decides as he watches his husband work out.
The shirt is obscene. It is practically painted on, stretching tightly across his chest and showing off the swell of his tits. Everyone in the gym has noticed and more than half of them aren’t even working out anymore.
TK isn’t sure how Carlos hasn’t noticed that half of the gym is undressing him with their eyes.
TK notices though, and he’s close to growling at them and planting a hot kiss on Carlos’ lips to mark his territory.
Lucky for him, the wedding ring shining on Carlos’ left ring finger seems to be keeping them all at bay.
Barely.
TK watches for a few more minutes before he stalks over to where Carlos is working out.
“Are you enjoying being a whore?” he asks, jolting Carlos out of the moment, and Carlos stares at him through the mirror.
He watches as Carlos’ eyes flick around the room to see if anyone heard TK, but they’re far enough away, and TK said it low enough that no one else could hear.
“What do you mean?”
TK pinches Carlos’ shirt, pulling it and making it snap against his back.
“I’m talking about this shirt; it’s practically painted on you, and it leaves nothing to the imagination,” TK says. “I can see your nipples; it’s so tight.”
Carlos licks his lips, shifting, as he stares at TK through the mirror.
“Everyone in the gym is looking at you, undressing you with their eyes.”
Carlos’ lips turn up into a smirk, “Are you jealous?”
TK grabs Carlos’ left hand, bringing it up and turning it so they can both stare at the ring through the mirror.
“No, because I put that ring on your finger.”
“Then why are you talking about it?”
“Because you’re being a whore and when you’re being a whore like this I know you want something.”
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#chaotic fics#tarlos#tarlos fan fic#tk strand x carlos reyes#carlos x tk#tk strand#carlos reyes#flames of desire only burn hotter#tarlos smut#tk x carlos#911 lone star#911 ls fan fiction#911 ls#tyler kennedy strand
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Not to sound horny or anything...
But can we get another Tarlos steamy scene, please?
#9 1 1 lone star#tarlos#tk stand#tk x carlos#911 lone star#carlos reyes#tarlos smut#please fox i need it#i need it for personal reasons
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Chapter 5: Cookouts & Workouts
Carlos
Waking up early on a day off is only fun when morning sex is involved. Since that is off the table, laying next to TK’s naked body is more like being teased with cupcake, then given a plain, dry biscuit. It is day five of their who can resist longer bet, five days of no orgasms but unlimited teasing. It was the ultimate game of edging and Carlos wasn’t sure if he would win. Since he was still holding strong on his refusal to end the bet, Carlos woke TK up, telling him it was time to get all of the sides ready for the cookout that afternoon at Owen’s house for the 126.
He went through his morning routine quickly, needing to be showered, fully dressed, and out of the bathroom before TK dragged his far too tempting self into the bathroom. TK loved to tease Carlos in the shower, the last four days had been a true test of his self-control and he was still on edge from last night’s yoga session.
Carlos was in the middle of mixing the gluten free pasta into the healthy roasted vegetable pasta salad when he felt TK’s arms wrap around him from behind, his breath on his neck. “Good morning.”
“Morning, Babe.” TK says as he places a not so quick kiss on the back of Carlos’ neck, causing a shiver to run up his spine. TK looked around the kitchen, noting the different bowls and two crockpots that he had lined up, already filled. “Are you making all of the food for the cookout?”
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#911 lone star fic#911 ls fic#tarlos fic#tarlos smut fic#tarlos smut#tarlos#tk strand#carlos reyes#chapter 5
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“Could he make you feel as good as i do?”
i had a little idea for this one, before you even sent it, so thank you!! hope you like!
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warnings: possessiveness???
"I do like people to know you're mine."
"Well, then I think we should come here more often."
"Maybe we should."
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It was the atmosphere first that had Carlos' mouth moving before he could even think on it. He was staking his claim. TK was his, and he'd be damned if he let the bartender keep drooling over his man without announcing that fact.
Then it was TK. The way he teased Carlos back, calling him 'aggressive', and then... that smirk. The way his eyes crinkled and he sucked in his bottom lip, before chuckling as he turned to see if the bartender was listening.
Something snapped inside of Carlos. He couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to be the one nibbling on TK's lip. He wanted to mark TK's neck, leave physical proof of who he belonged to. He needed to get his mouth around TK's dick and show him.
And that's exactly what he did. He grabbed TK's hand and pulled him in the direction of the men's bathroom.
Only minutes later, TK's fingers were buried in soft curls as Carlos worked him into a string of whimpers and moans. He smirked up at TK, eyes flickering to where several small bruises littered his neck, "Could he do this to you, make you feel as good as I do?"
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✅ New Chapter Posted ✅
They crash against each other before TK's fingers are off the lock.
TK's eyes flick down to Carlos' lips, an aborted noise catching in that pale throat. He smirks as TK shivers.
"Fuck," the firefighter whispers, seemingly involuntarily.
The word is breathy and light, barely there hanging between them. Carlos wants to catch it and keep it.
"Only if you want to."
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