A Dream || Part II || Sam Drake X Reader Smut

A Dream || Part II || Sam Drake x Reader smut

Summary: How surprised Sam is when he meets you in the prison, and when it turns out you're the friend of Adler. Fortunately, Drake lets you play a little game with him.

Warnings: SMUT!!

Words: 4905

Authors: Cass & Rouge

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Sam was looking at a stone ceiling that was softly illuminated with a bright light that was getting in through the small window.

He was thinking about you while laying on his bunk. He was afraid that all of this was just a dream or at last a really successful way of getting him into Rafe’s dirty, little paws.  There were a thousands of thoughts running through his mind.

All this was suddenly interrupted by two guards telling Sam that he was free. Apparently Rafe bailed him out and soon Samuel Drake was free again, he was able to simply walk out of the prison.

Dressed normally again, with bag on his shoulder Sam looked around and frowned as he spotted Rafe.

"Samuel Drake! It's nice to see you! Alive and well. I hope they weren't too hard on you there?" He asked with a mean smile.

"Oh yea, it was a heaven there." Sam muttered.

Rafe rolled his eyes and wrapped arm around Sam's shoulder to lead him into a car. "Oh, I know, I know, Sam, but look at you! Alive and well."

Sam didn't say anything. He simply climbed into the car, letting Rafe drive. Sam good knew that Rafe wanted the treasure, so he agreed on this shit.

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After few hours of drive, Rafe stopped the car. They were in front of a hotel.

"Now, Sam. Let's be open about stuff, okay? I want a treasure and you want your freedom. Be a good boy, and don't try to run because I will make sure to find you and your little brother." Rafe summed up as soon as he stopped in front of Sam's room. "Tonight you are free, but tomorrow we start searching, okay?"

Sam wanted to punch Rafe in this stupid face, but it wasn't a good idea. For now. "Okay." He muttered and entered the room, locking the door behind him. Man let out a deep sigh and flopped on a soft bed, the feeling of freedom was something he desired for years.

Sam was ready to fell asleep when a pack of cigarettes with a pink bow and a card got his attention. Sitting up, Sam grabbed the box and looked at it, those were a very good and expensive cigs. He pulled one out and lit it, looking at the card. 'Come and met me in the bar. Y/N'

His eyes widened, immediately Sam got up and ran to the hotel bar.

You were wearing a red, shirt dress, fitted one that emphasized the curves of your figure.

The black high heels completed your outfit.

As long as you entered the bar, the attention of all the men gathered there were moved to you. Some of them whistled in awe. You sent them a brief smile, and with a swing in your hips you approached the bar, taking a seat at a hooker. "Martini, please," you ordered with a little smile sent to the bartender, who checked you out with a wry grin, licking the corners of his mouth.

You tapped the counter with your long nails, awaiting for the one special man to come...

You were more than pleased as soon as you heard that Rafe got Sam out of the prison.

Few weeks have passed since your last meeting, and, you had to admit it, you were missing the touch of this man a lot.

Sam was more than thankful that he could freely smoke in this hotel. He entered the bar and looked around, looking for you. It wasn't particularly hard, you were the most stunning human being in this whole place.

Sam let out some smoke and looked down on himself, he didn't look too bad actually but still, he was worried it might be not enough for you. He straightened his jeans jacket and walked to the bar, using a moment of your distraction. "Hello there, beautiful. Can I offer you another drink?" Sam said with a soft pur, sitting on the stool right next to you.

You pretended you haven't noticed his presence, do you smirked and nodded head a little. "If you will guess what do I drink, I'll let you buy me a drink, sir," you replied, and tilted head aside to look at him above your shoulder.

"Well, thinking about such a beautiful and stunning lady like you..." Sam hummed looking at your drink and thinking about the right answer. "... I would say it's a martini, a fine drink for a fine lady like you."

He smiled at you, in a deep disbelieve he was seeing you again. This was proof you weren't just a dream. You were here now, with him and for him.

You gave him a little nod of your head, just a tiny one, barely noticeable, but you knew he understood.

You turned to him on your chair, crossing legs nicely, making sure that your dress moved a little up your thighs, uncovering the flesh of your legs.

Sam licked his lips checking your body from the bottom to the top. Oh, how happy he was that you were here, he was already getting excited about this meeting.

"Oh, you finally decided to look at me, missy? I'm glad to see those beautiful eyes looking at me." He said with his charming smile.

You nodded and sipped from your glass. "I did. And I don't regret, mister," you told him.

You slowly downed the drink, letting fee drops to fall on your cleavage, you slowly ran the tip of your tongue along the line of your lips covered in red lipstick.

Sam chuckled and licked his lips once again, looking at your beautiful lips. "You know, I have a nice room with a big bed. Maybe you would like to visit me tonight? I am an ex-prisoner, a warm and nice body as yours would be a real consolation for my poor, wretched soul and body."

"I don't know, darling. I don't know if I am allowed to do so," you teased as you stretched one of your legs, and rubbed it against his knee.

It was when Rafe has approached the two of you, with the wry smirk of his on his lips.

"Oh well, I can see you keep whoring around as always, love." Rafe smiled wrapping arm around your shoulder. "I can see that our dear Sammy here ran after the bone. Like a good dog he is."

Sam frowned, looking at Rafe and you. He could feel a nice atmosphere and any kind of excitement wear off pretty quickly, he really wanted to strangle this fucked up rich boy then and there.

"Smile, Sam. You are scaring the lady," Adler said with a short laugh.

You briefly kissed Rafe's cheek and smiled at him, poking his ribs gently. "Stop it, Adler, or I'll have to break your neck," you said, your time was vicious and smirk vanished as soon as you spot the look on Sam's face.

Slowly getting up from your chair, you touched man's chest. "He's very important. The most important here, Rafe," you told him.

"Well I am sorry, love, but we all know you're not a saint." Rafe hummed, rolling his eyes annoyed.

Sam tensed at your touch and gently pushed your hand off his chest. "I need to smoke, I will go outside. Don't worry, I won't run away." Sam did just as he said and went outside to smoke and calm down.

Rafe watched him leave. "Listen now, you little slut." He growled bending your arm enough to make it hurt. Rafe knew how to do it so no one realized what's going on. "You better work on him, because I need this fucking treasure. Don't forget our deal. Now, go after him." He ordered.

You clenched teeth and hands in fists, you gasped as you felt that his fingers probably have left a bruise to your shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm working on this," you snarled through clenched teeth. "Now, let me finish my work."

You grabbed your purse, and followed Sam outside the hotel.

"Better make it quick." He growled behind you and simply went to order himself a drink.

Meanwhile, Sam was sitting on the kerbstone, smoking as always. He couldn't tell what upset him that much, maybe it was Rafe, maybe he was simply jealous???

"Is it a free spot?," You asked pointing on the place next to him, and before he managed to reply, you had taken the seat. "I'm sorry for Rafe, he's blinded by this treasure you two are going to hunt," you said sadly, placing palm on Sam's shoulder.

Sam smiled, nodding his head. "Believe me, I know this. He was like this even whole fifteen years ago, he was ready to kill whoever got in our way." He summed up before taking a drag of his cig. "He is the reason I got shot and my little brother is traumatized for life."

Sam stayed quiet for a longer moment, collecting his thoughts and everything. "So... You and Rafe. You two are a thing?" He asked unsure if he even wanted to know.

You stroked his back slowly. "I heard about Nathan. Did you let him know you're alive, safe and sound as much as you can be?," You asked, being truly interested in getting an answer.

As soon as man asked about you and Rafe, you chuckled loudly, holding hand on your abdomen. "Me? And Rafe? Never, even though I know he would want this," you replied openly. "Why are you asking? Are you jealous, Mr. Treasure Hunter?"

"No, I did not. This asshole wouldn't let me, I just know that Nathan has a quiet, normal life. Better if this stays this way, he deserved this more than anyone else." Sam sighed rubbing his eyes, sure he missed Nathan. He wanted to contact him, tell him everything but it wasn't a good idea. Now his brother had a life that Sam always wanted to give him but wasn't able to after their mother's death. It was better to stay away. "Yes I am jealous, plus he wasn't really nice when it came to you. I don't care who he is, this is not how you treat your 'friends'. On the other hand... Does he even know how to treat others right?" Sam sighed throwing away the end of his cigarette.

"He does when he has a purpose," you told him briefly, with a slight shrug of your shoulders. "Sometimes he can be charming even."

"Now he has a purpose and he treats both of us like shit." Sam sighed and looked at you. "This is stupid, but I missed ya. I couldn't wait to see you again." He said suddenly with a soft smile.

You couldn't wait any longer. Your hand was reached slowly towards him, you touched his cheek, caressing his rough skin gently, smiling at him. "I missed you too, Samuel."

Sam cupped your hand on his cheek and smiled even more, enjoying your soft touch. "Hey, I know that I am old but there is no need to call me by full name. Sam will be enough." He winked at you and turned his head to kiss your palm.

A shiver ran along your spine, you felt the sensation building within your abdomen. "Sam, is it better this way?," You asked and trailed fingertips along his jaw.

He kissed your finger and smiled. "Oh, much better, baby. So? What will we do now, huh?"

"I have no idea," you told him. "Whatever you want to do," you offered.

"Can I ask for your purse?" Sam asked.

You blinked few times, yet nodded slowly, handling your purse to him.

In first moment you wanted to take it back, being afraid he might find some inappropriate things there, but the feeling quickly vanished.

Sam looked through the content on your little bag. He didn't pull anything until he found your keys. "And there we go. Those, looks like keys to your flat. I bet my life that girl like you has a big bed." Samuel summed up moving closer to whisper into your ear. "Big and soft bed where I can make you scream my name louder than you did back in the prison."

As blush hit your cheeks, you gasped loudly, looking at him, a sparks in your eyes made them glistening like a stars. "Sam!," You chuckled nervously. "You're a little lecher!"

But you slowly got up and offered him your hand. "It's not too far from here, three or for blocks," you informed. "We can have a walk along the shoreline."

"I am just your local, good, old seducer, sweetheart." He got up and offered you his arm. "But you don't need to fear, there is one lady that put a leash on me."

Sam started to walk as soon as you accept his arm. "Besides, you are the most beautiful girl in the whole place. It would be shame to not try get between your legs."

"Samuel Drake!," You raised your tone at him, which made few people on the sidewalk turned around to look at two of you. "Don't be such a perv," you instructed him.

When you were walking, you still had this awful feeling of being observed, so you turned your head to check whether you were followed or not, but you haven't noticed anyone.

Sam only laughed at you reaction and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. "I may be a pervert but on the bright side I am your perv." He hummed and kissed side of your head.

Sam walked with you, he noticed your odd behavior. He felt that something bother you. "Y/N? Is everything okay?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's a little paranoia I guess," you turned the situation into a joke. "When someone as Adler is a friend of yours, you need to be cautious," you added.

Sam tightened his arm around you in protective manner, looking around with a frown. Soon his attention returned to you. "Is this rich asshole hurting you?"

"All the time," you summed up. "He's vicious, he good knows what to do to make a person feeling insecure," you told Sam.

The walk along shoreline was a pleasant moment, you enjoyed it so much, and wished this moment last forever.

Sam kissed the top of his head. He just got one more reason to murder Rafe as soon as he will be able to, or at last watch him die. "You are safe with me." He whispered. Sam meant what he just said. Sure, Adler sent you to prison just to bargain Sam into going with him, but Samuel fall hard for you. He wasn't going to let you go.

As soon as you reached the fancy surrounding, you turned left, heading to a house with a beautifully trimmed lawn. You stopped in didn't if the door and looked for the keys in your purse. As soon as you did, you opened the door, and stepped inside.

Sam followed you inside and looked around, the house was fancy. Maybe a little bit too fancy as for him, he was a simple man but he indeed was impressed.

But there was no time for tour or anything. Sam suddenly picked you up, wrapping your legs around his hips, he gave you a cocky smile. "Hey there, beautiful."

Taken by a surprise, you squeaked and chuckled, wrapping arms around his neck. You dropped the keys to the wooden floor, they fell on it with a loud, metallic noise. "Hey there, handsome," you greeted him while placing a tiny kiss to bridge of his nose.

Sam purred loudly at the soft feeling of your lips. "Oh, sweetheart. You have no idea how much I missed those lips. Just in other place." He joked and his lips moved to your neck where he started to gently kiss and bite your skin.

You moaned for him, slipping your hands into his hair. "Maybe not here," you gasped. You were already shaking from desire, the heat between your legs started to be unbearable. "Put me down," you asked him. Your lips traced the line of his jaw.

"Why not? I could fuck you nicely against the wall like I did before." He growled against your neck but soon he obeyed you and put you down. "Lead the way, sweetheart."

You grabbed him by his rough palm, and lead the way upstairs. You stopped minding the blush that appeared on your face again after Sam's words.

As soon as you entered a long hallway, you let go of his hand and started unzipping your dress, still with the familiar swing in your hips.

Sam followed you slowly looking at the little show. He couldn't describe how much he wanted you, after this one time with you he desired only you. He moved closer and helped you with the zipper a little, his hand gently slipped under your dress. Sam smiled to himself. "I missed the feeling of this soft skin."

You only smirked at his words, cold shivers ran along your spine once again. You were curious, what exactly this particular man had in himself that he was turning your mind upside down.

Soon, you opened the door leading to a huge bedroom. The bed was placed near the entrance to the balcony, a satin quilt on the bed shone in a light of the moon which peeked from behind the clouds.

You made sure the zipper of your dress was fully opened, then you simply let the dress fall down to your ankles. You stepped out of it; you were wearing only lacy, black panties beneath.

Sam watched you with his mouth opened, he never forgot how your body looked, but now in this other circumstances you were even more beautiful. He could imagine all sort of stuff he could do to you and this sweet body of yours. "Oh, little one. You love to tease, huh?" Sam asked removing his jacket and shirt, exposing his chest to you. "It's not nice to tease, I think I will have to teach you some stuff." Samuel walked closer to you and pulled you into a heated kiss.

You wrapped arms around man's neck, pressing boobs to his exposed chest. Your tongues danced together, and you hummed into the kiss. This was all you needed.

When you broke the kiss, you smiled at him, and walked to the bed, where you laid, rubbing thighs together, watching him. "Did I tell you I love your body? Even with those," you pointed the scars the bullets have left on his lower stomach.

"Well, women naturally love some scars. It shows how strong and brave the man is." Sam joked removing his pants slowly.

He walked to you bed slowly. Samuel grabbed your foot and placed a kiss on top of it. Soon he moved up, kissing every inch of the skin until he got comfortable between your legs. "Hmmm, let's see if I remember where it is." He hummed before rubbing your clit through your lacy panties.

"Oh, God," you gasped loudly and rolled head back, resting it on the mattress of your bed. "You're the most teasing person I've ever met."

"Well, I learn from the best." He looked up at you and winked. "How about we take this off, huh?" Biting his lips gently, Sam pulled your pants off.

"Sam," you gasped once again and rubbed thighs together. "You're turning me on so much!," You told him while slipped hands in his hair.

He chuckled, pulling your thighs apart. "Oh, I know this, sweetheart. I try my best."

Sam leant down and kissed your belly, only to move down to your pussy. His thumb started to again rub circles on your clit as his tongue started to softly lick and tease your entrance.

"Fuck," you gasped and placed your legs on his wide shoulders. "That's it, handsome, you hit the perfect spot," you whispered through parted lips, your fingers tangled with his hair.

Sam hummed, looking up on you. He took his time eating you out, there was no time to rush it all. Sam started to rub your clit faster as soon and his tongue slipped inside of you.

"Sam! You're unfair!," You moaned sweetly. "I want to be gagged with your cock," you moaned.

Sam smiled and moved up, he gave you a quick kiss. His hand stayed between your legs. "Oh, I know what you want, sweetheart..." He pushed two of his fingers inside of you while his thumb started to abuse your bundle of nerves.

"I didn't want it!," You chuckled darkly, but enjoyed the touch and pleasure he has offered you. "I want to suck you off, you heard me?"

"Oh, I heard you just right, but tonight I am in charge here." Sam smiled curling his fingers deep inside of you. "You will cum for daddy like a good girl you are, and then we will think about prize for you."

Your thighs twitched, and you arched your back. "That's it, Samuel, just like that..."

You turned into a moaning mess, writhing in the bed at the slightest touch of his.

Sam stopped his movement and looked at you with a soft frown. "Samuel?

"Yes...," You replied and cocked your brow. "Is this a problem, Samuel?," You teased. You good knew he preferred short version of his name.

He chuckled. "You want daddy to do something, you need to address him properly." Sam informed you with a smile.

"Daddy," you emphasized the word while rolling your hips a little. "Is it better?"

"Now this is more like it, sweetheart." Sam smiled and resumed the movement of his fingers. His lips wrapped around your nipple, sucking and biting it gently.

"Fuck," you moaned quietly as you felt how you pussy started clenching around his fingers. Soon, they were flooded with your juices, and your peak has left you as a mess.

Sam watched your peak with a satisfied smile, he removed his fingers and licked them with a loud, happy sound. "Delicious, I never thought a girl can be that tasty."

Sam sat on the edge of the bed and removed his pants and boxers, tossing them somewhere on the floor. "Just look what are you doing to me, sweetheart." He hummed, wrapping his hand around his already hard cock.

You knelt on the bed, and crawled to Sam. Your hand placed on his chest, and slowly moved down, to reach his abdomen where your scratched him lately. "All I can see is that my Sam is pretty hard for me, and I want to tell you a secret," you said while climbing his lap. You leant forward to whisper into his ear. "Your girl is dripping wet, and her pussy is so ready for this cock."

Sam smiled and rubbed your hips, but suddenly a hard slap landed on your bun. He only looked at you before giving you one more slap, he made sure to massage the place after. "That's nice and all but as I remember I told you something. Want something from your daddy, address him properly." Sam reminded you.

You leant forward to whisper into his ear once again. "Your girl is dripping wet for you, daddy," you told him, rolling hips in his hands.

"Oh, so you don't want to choke on daddy's cock anymore? Come here than, love." Sam said and raised you only to lower you on his cock.

"Fuck. I missed this." Sam growled at the nice and familiar feeling of your walls squeezing his cock. He started to move slowly at first, holding your waist tightly.

"Yes, that's it, that's it!," You moaned and used all of your strength to push him back, so he laid on the mattress. Then, you made yourself comfortable, increased your pace, and soon you were riding him strongly and viciously, chasing the pleasure.

Sam let out a soft moan and grabbed your hips, he trusted his to met your movement. "Someone likes to go fast, huh? You know we don't need to rush things up this time?"

His hand traveled from your hip to your clit to tease the bundle of nerves, looking up at you.

"I... Know," you gasped and rolled hips harder for him. "But I want to ride this cock as hard as no one before did."

"I can see that, sweetheart, and I need to say I love it." He purred.

After this Sam sat back up, wrapping one arm around your waist to hold you in place. He started to fuck you hard, getting deeper and deeper with every thrust while rubbing your clit firmly. "Now, be a good girl and cum around daddy's cock."

"I don't want to cum yet, daddy!," You moaned as you scratched his back with your nails.

Sam grabbed your chin making you look directly at him, he didn't stop moving his hips. "Oh, yes? Than what do you want, sweetheart?"

"I want to suck you off, daddy, please, I was a good girl, I deserved a price."

"Well, I don't know. I gave you chance and you immediately jumped on my cock." Sam said teasing you by giving you one deep and hard thrust. "You really think you deserved a prize?"

"Yes, daddy! I did!," You begged

Sam laughed shortly and pulled you off his cock. "Okay, but just because you are so good to your daddy, sweetheart. On your knees and get to work, make your daddy proud." Drake said smiling at you.

You knelt in front of him quickly, your palm wrapped around his shaft, you slowly pumped your hand, moving it up and down, your eyes never left his. In the end, you spat on his tip, spreading your saliva with fingers along his dick.

Sam groaned and throw his head back, enjoying your touch, his hand slipped into your hair to grab them gently. "C'mon, don't torture your daddy, sweetheart. I gave you the prize, show how thankful and happy you are for it."

You wrapped your lips around his shaft, starting to bob your head slowly at first, you increased the pace with time, humming around his shaft, just to provide him more sensation. Soon, you pulled his cock out, spat on it again, and licked the main vein on the lower side. He tasted amazingly good.

Sam moaned and looked down on you, panting heavily. He was getting closer and closer to his climax, all thanks to your wonderful touch. "Fuck, this feels so fucking good."

You slipped his cock deep down your throat, gagging with it. You closed eyes shut, a single tear streamed down your cheek, and you started bobbing your head again, as hard as it was possible, until he came.

"Let's see how you like that." Sam growled as he grabbed back of your neck, forcing you to deepthroat him, just then he cum deep down your throat. "Fuck..." He gasped letting go of your nape.

You closed eyes shut, yet swallowed entire load he offered you. His sperm tasted bitterly, like a black coffee, so in a first reflex you gagged, yet in the end you enjoyed the taste

He cupped your cheek. "Such a good girl, you swallowed everything. What should I do with you now, huh?" Sam purred, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

"Whatever you want, Sam," you purred and moved up, licking a trail from his cock to his neck.

"Wrong again, sweetheart but I'll let it slide this time." Sam picked you up a little and laid you on the bed before diving between your legs, eating you out like a starving man until you came.

"Fuck, fuck," you were moaning for him, your legs placed on his shoulders, you body shaking from the pleasure he was offering you. It was until your pussy started clenching rhythmically, you rolled head back and screamed his name as you came all over his face.

Sam pulled away, licking his lips. "Well, that was something delicious. Fucking tell me you have cigarettes here, beautiful." He said with a soft laugh.

"In a drawer," you gasped and showed the direction with your head. "Oh, fuck, what have you done to me."

Sam quickly got to your drawer and took the box of cigarettes, pretending he didn't notice your toys there. He lit one cig and smiled at you. "Well, I just show you how a real man fucks lady nicely, I thought it was clear." He shrugged pulling you closer. "Besides, those stuff in the drawer? We need to use them one day, my naughty girl."

"If you'll be a good boy then maybe I'll think of this," you told him while you were still playing with your pussy. It was still so sensitive after the sex, and you enjoyed it so much. "Now. Better gather your sexy ass, and find the treasure for Rafe. Or he will kill us both."

Sam hummed, nodding while taking a drag of his cigarette. He puffed out a smoke and looked at you. "You see, I would but there is one thing that is stopping me, ya know?”

You gasped after the kiss. This man was a death of yours. He was spinning your head round, like a wheel.

You gave him a look and smirked. "I hope for more adventures with you."

The Angel Lost Her Wings ||Rafe Adler x Reader Smut

Summary: What will happen when an innocent girl that wants to have some fun meets a cocky millionaire on her way?

Warnings: Smut!

Words: 3617

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Request by: @grossograsso​

Short dress, stilettos, smoky eyes, straight hair  - you looked like a goddess that evening. You walked into the bar all alone, and immediately few people looked at you, most of guys have been riding your tail, yet you didn't mind it.

You walked to the bartender and ordered whiskey with ice cubes. That evening belonged to you, you felt it in your bones. Unfortunately, there was no one you could lay your glance on.

"Bartender! This drink is on me and make it two," a male voice said.

Rafe visited this bar to take his mind off of treasure hunting and all of this. What was better than a night out in the bar with a drink? Alcohol smoothed all the problems and beautiful ladies helped to relax and relase the tension.

Rafe saw you as soon as you walked in and he knew that you will warm his bed. Sooner or later.

You followed the voice and turned your head to see a well built man of average height and beautiful eyes.

Some unexpected tension has built up within your abdomen. You took a deep sip of your whiskey to distract yourself from glaring at this particular man.

"Well, some 'thank you' would be polite," Rafe said sitting next to you with his glass. "What such a star as you is doing in this place?," He asked before taking a sip of his drink.

"Thank you," it sounded more like a whisper but you shrugged your own tone off. "I'm just chilling, as you can see," you told him. "The real question is what the heir of fortune is doing in such a place," after these words you looked at him.

"Heir of fortune?," Rafe chuckled lowly and shrugged. "Oh, you know. As a heir of fortune I need to relax from time to time. Beautiful company and whiskey are the best ways to do it."

You nodded. "I've seen an interview with you in Forbes lately," you told him and finished your drink. "You must have very interesting life. All the travels you've had, all the places you've been to," you switched a little to face him, crossing legs nicely.

Rafe smiled and nodded. "Oh, yes. It is really interesting I must say, but it can be tiring just as much," he said and offered you his hand. "I am more than sure you know my name but I'd love to know yours."

"Y/N," you said dispassionately. "My name is Y/N."

"It's a pleasure to meet such a charming person as you, Y/N," Rafe said, taking your palm and placing a little kiss on top of it. Just like a real gentleman would.

You were surprised by man's behaviour. He seemed very chivalrous which had deeply touched you. "So you're not only the heir of a great fortune but also a true gentleman," with a little smile dancing in the corners of your lips you gave man a long glance.

"Well, it's kinda programmed in me. Heir of a great fortune needs to behave," Reafe shrugged and ordered two more drinks. He took the glasses and offered you one. "So? Maybe let's drink for this wonderful meeing, and please, call me Rafe."

"Rafe," his name rolled off your lips tenderly. "Rafael Adler," you added and took a glass from him. You took a sip and hummed at the burning taste on your tongue. "To this meeting then," you raised your glass and smiled at him. "When I went out an hour ago I didn't think I'd meet such a big star like you."

"Well, it must be your lucky day too, angel. Also, it's mine lucky day, indeed. I never expected to meet a cute girl in such a place," he chuckled and took sip of his drink. "And I am not a star. I am just rich."

You couldn't help but chuckled softly at his comment. "Whatever you say, dear," you told him and leaned forward a little. You opened your little purse and pulled out a pack of slim cigarettes. You offered him one.

Rafe smiled with a soft frown at your offer. He was in a cheap ass bar that was filled with people who weren't on his level, so he decided to stay withdrawn. "No, thanks, I don't smoke," he lied.

You lit a cigarette and inhaled the smoke, keeping it for a moment in your lungs. "Well," you gave him a look, "So what are you up to now, Mr Adler? Are you seeking another treasure?"

"Yes, actually. I am looking for Avery's treasure and for a nice company," Rafe told you honestly. "But I am more than sure I already found the second one."

You cocked your brow and tilted head a little while sending him an innocent grin. "Oh, did you? Mmmm, I bet she needs to be very fancy if she's gotten your eye."

Rafe hummed wrapping arm around your waist. He placed his hand on your thigh, playing with the fabric of your dress. "Oh, yes, she indeed is a very fancy lady," he smiled at you.

You wrapped arm around his neck and let a quiet hum of appreciation. Oh, he was spinning your head round! "Do you tell this to every girl? To make her land in your bedroom?," You scratched his neck with your nails gently.

Rafe laughed and shook his head. "Not really. You know me, I don't have time to fuck around. So only special girls hear this," he hummed, enjoying the feeling of your nails on his neck.

Your nails aggravated his skin for a longer while. "To fuck around, you say? I never would've pegged you for a womaniser type," you made a little fun of his words while exhaling the smoke right into his face.

"Because most of girls follow me because of the money and I can tell you are more than that," Rafe shrugged and gently touched your cheek, his thumb slowly caressed your soft skin.

You placed your palm on top of his and brushed your lips against his thumb, only to suck on it briefly. With a cocky smirk on your lips, you looked him in the eyes.

Rafe's smile grew when he watched you. "Yeah, you definietly are different," he cupped your cheek, moving closer to you. His lips hovered over yours. "Maybe I should take it to a nicer place than this ugly bar, huh?"

You brushed your lips against his cheek and moved forward to reach man's temple. There, you placed a little kiss and moved to his neck where you teased his pulse point with the tip of your tongue.

You didn't care that few people were watching the two of you with consternation and undoubted interest.

"Oh, you are the frisky one, huh, angel? Naughty girl that doesn't care about people watching?," Rafe asked, looking around a little. It all was much easier than he though.

You took a hold of his face by holding his chin and french kissed him, humming softly. After that, you got up from your spot, smoothening your dress.

Rafe watched you, licking his lips. He quickly finished his drink and moved from his bar stool. Wrapping his arm tightly around your waist, he whispered into your ear. "You are coming with me."

Rafe was more than sure that he won't be able to drive either because of an arousal and  alcohol.

One of many perks of being rich was chauffeur. Rafe walked to a huge, almost limousine-like car and opened back door, gesturing at you. "After you, angel."

You got into the car and took a comfortable place, crossing legs and putting your purse next to you. You waited politely for him to join you. You were already hot and all this thanks to this dangerously handsome devil.

Rafe joined you soon. "Maybe I should open a window for you, beautiful. You look hot in here," he joked softly and looked at the driver trough the little window. "Take us home. Tonight our lady choosed bed with breakfast."

The car drove off and Rafe reached into the little bar to pull out a bottle of expensive champagne.

You smiled at him innocently, just like you did in the pub. "I think I should pass," you told him, resting your head on a headrest. "How it is? To be a wealthy man?"

Rafe opened the bottle and simply took a big sip. "No drink, no answers, angel. We are having fun so let's really go for it," he stated offering you a bottle.

With hesitation written on your face you accepted the bottle however and took a sip. The champagne tasted amazingly good, the little bubbling on your tongue felt nice and refreshing. "Maybe let's play a game," you offered.

Rafe watched you, taking in every inch of your body. He hummed, nodding his head. "Okay, let's play."

"Truth or dare?," You dropped the simple question.

Rafe thought for a longer moment before smiling at you. "Truth."

"Is it true that you have collaborated with Samuel Drake?"

"I did. Sadly he is no longer among us. Great lose," Rafe said, taking the bottle from you to take a big sip. "Truth or dare."

"Truth."

"Just so I know with what am I dealing. Bush or clean shaved?," He asked sending you a nasty grin.

You couldn't help but blushed. "Clean shaved of course," you replied nonchalantly. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe laughed at your blush. "I need to make you blush whole night. You look cuter then, and truth."

"Is it truth what they say?," You asked innocently. "That you have had more girls than found treasures?"

Rafe almost choked with champagne he was drinking. "Oh fuck, no. Of course not," he shook his head while giving you the bottle.

You took a deep gulp and smiled at him while handing him the bottle back.

"Truth or dare?," Rafe asked simply.

"Dare."

"Suck my cock," Rafe ordered while playing with the bottle in his hands.

You ran the tip of your tongue along your upper lip and sent him a grin. "You're not fooling around, huh? You're simply getting to main things," you admitted and moved to take a place right next to him. Your palm was placed on his crotch and you massaged him there. Then, with your skilled fingers you undone his belt and fly and slipped hand within his pants to free his already hard cock out.

Rafe looked at you and shrugged. "No, main thing is your sweet little cunt. This is just a foreplay, angel. Get to work," he ordered.

You leaned down and wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock. You worked your tongue while moving your head down, taking his entire shaft into your mouth, almost gagging yourself. You bobbed your head back and forth, also pumping your hand around his shaft.

Rafe groaned and let his head roll back, enjoying the feeling of your lips around him. Despite the nice feeling, it quickly got boring, so he grabbed your hair tightly to keep you still and started to thrust his hips.

You moaned loudly at sudden contact but when he started fucking your mouth, you let him do that. You kept groaning to send some vibes to his cock. Also, you massaged his balls through his pants while still bobbing your head. You were working your tongue around his shaft, your saliva mixed with his precum was leaking down his cock, making the fabric of his pants wet.

"So you like having your throat fucked, huh?," He asked with a smile, making sure to push himself even deeper. "Guess I met a whore, not an angel."

You sucked him hardly, and when finally you managed to free yourself from his grasp, you spat on his tip and spread your saliva along his cock. "You met a girl that likes sex, that's all," you told him while jerking on his shaft until he throbbed and cum in your hand.

Rafe took a deep breatch and looked at you with smile, humming and nodding. "More like a girl who likes to stain my cock with her lipstick," he chuckled, running his hand trough your slightly messy hair. "But I need to admit, you are good at this."

"Been learning from the best," you replied and licked his cum off your lips. "Truth or dare?"

Rafe didn't bother to improve his pants and he wasn't going to give you any satisfaction, too. "Truth," he said, relaxing on his seat.

"Are you attracted to me?," You asked simply.

"Yes, I am attracted to you. You wouldn't be here if I wasn't attracted," Rafe said honestly. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

Rafe looked at you, thinking for a longer moment before sending you smile. He could tease you a little. "You want to feel my cock fucking your sweet, little pussy?"

You blushed and took a lock of your hair behind your ear. "Yes," you told him openly. You put hand to his upper thigh and leaned to him, just to brush your cheek against his slightly bearded one. "I want you to fuck this little cunt that was never touched by anyone before. Truth or dare?"

"Oh, well, well, well, I have sweet virgin here," he stated, pulling you on his lap. Rafe's arm wrapped around your waist, securing you in place. "I would never say that about you. Especialy after stuff you said and did. Virgin in those time? I was lucky enough to find a valuable treasure and it's all mine. Truth."

"How many girls have you had?," You asked and traced your fingertips along his cheeks. He smelled so good, his cologne had to be a mix of mush, cedar and mint.

"A few, angel," he shrugged, telling you the truth, in some way.

The car stopped and Rafe kissed your cheek. "The game time is over. Time to have a real fun."

Adler wasted no time. He left the car with you still in his arms, he wasn't doing it for the first time.

Rafe's mansion was huge, with a beautiful garden surrounding it. Man took you inside and immediately pressed you to wall right next the door.

You groaned lightly at sudden action of his. Your arms wrapped around his waist and rested on his back where you stroked him slowly. "Hi there," you whispered and rolled head aside to provide him with better access to your neck.

"Less talking, more doing," Rafe laid you on the floor, still trapping you between his arms. "Undress. Now."

Looking him in the eyes, you moved up a little to reach your back where the zipper of your dress was placed. You unzipped it and slipped the dress off your arms. Then, you moved your hips up and tugged the dress down, throwing it aside. Still wearing underwear, you reached his face and kissed his jaw gently, while unclasping your bra. You took it off and slipped your panties off as well, obeying his order happily.

Rafe took off his shirt and threw it somewhere on the floor. He was tired of playing with you; you had a nice ass and boobs, but he already wasted so much time on you.

"Now, we will really play, angel. I am done with waiting," Adler groaned, removing his pants along with the boxers. Picking you up a little, he gave you a nasty smile, moving tip of his erected cock trough your soaked pussy. Without unnecessary words nor warning, he pushed roughly in you.

You closed your eyes shut and kept your breath in as he thrusted into you. Even though you were soaking wet for him, it hurt like hell when he roamed inside with his hard shaft. Finally, you gasped lightly and rolled head back resting it on the wooden floor. You parted your legs a little only to wrap them around his hips, deepening his thrusts.

Rafe didn't intend to go east with you, even if this was your first time. He didn't care much about this fact, his own pleasure was more important for him; you only made him waiting longer than it was neccessery. Rafe's hand wrapped around your throat. "I want to hear you."

You were trying to relax muscles of your pussy but it was so hard to do with his cock in. When he wrapped his palm around your throat and when his fingers burnt on your skin, you gasped for him and moaned loudly, his name was the only thing to roll from your parted lips. "It hurts, Rafe," you gasped a little yet your hand moved to cup his nape where you scratched him.

"Good, this means I am doing this right, angel," he growled making sure to give you even stronger and hursher thrust than before. "There is no pleasure without some dose of pain. Today you will learn a lesson," Rafe hummed, squezzing your throat a little harder.

He moved away just a little to focus on movements of his his and the beautiful view of his cock sliding in and out of you, glistening from your juices.

You felt na urge of crying yet you managed to cool down a bit. You were gasping for air feeling the knot building up within your abdomen. Desire overwhelmed you; your blood circulated faster, rustling in your ears.

There was a moment when his cock buried deep enough in your pussy with such a rapid thrust that it made your hymen to break finally; thanks to this your muscles relaxed enough to let him slip in you fully. You kissed his jaw again and moaned his name; it became different this way and the sexual intercourse turned out to be pleasant, feeling your womb with wetness and heat like never before. "Oh, God...," You mumbled softly and let your hand slip between your bodies so you could rub little circles around your pussy.

He grabbed your hand tightly and moving it away. "Oh no, angel. Want this hand to stay in one piece? You rather keep it away," Rafe ordered and started to circle your clit with his skilled fingers. The faster he went, the tighter his grasp on your throat became.

Moaning, groaning and screaming his name, you started to roll hips for him, you just desperately wanted to meet his thrusts and to gain some friction, the pleasure was almost unbearable. "Fuck me, oh God, it feels so good...!," You cried out and dutifully moved your hand away, resting it on his forearm like you'd be securing yourself from falling into an invisible hole.

"You see? I told you. Now, be a good girl and don't hold it. Cum for me, Y/N," Rafe growled, giving you particularly violent thrust, also not stopping with your clit abuse.

You wrapped arms around his neck and legs around his hips. His thrusts deepened and you rolled head back, screaming his name loudly. "Oh, Rafe!" Your pussy was clenching rhythmically around his shaft and that feeling sent you on the edge. You arched your back and moaned loudly as your body shivered when you cum around his dick still buried within your cunt. Your thick juices poured down on his throbbing member, covering him in hotness.

"Good, you can be useful," he muttered and nuzzled to your neck, soon he cum with a loud growl. Rafe filled you up with his warm semen, he looked down at you, improving his messy hair. "That was nice," he informed and pulled out of you. He wiped the drop of his cum that formed at his tip before getting up to his feet.

After puting his boxers on, he grabbed his jeans and pulled out the phone. With a frown he looked dowm at shining screen and let out a deep sigh. "Listen now, I have stuff to do. You can stay or leave, I don't really care. My servants will help you if you need assist," Adler informed you, still looking at the phone.

You hung your mouth open; it was definitely not what you had expected. "Uhm," you gasped and closed your parted lips. The awful feeling of being used overwhelmed you and occupied your mind. "I...," You tried to form a sentence yet wasn't able to.

As quickly as it was possible, you got dressed. Even if you were embarrassed to the brim, you didn't want to manifest it in any way.

Rafe rolled his eyes. "Always so dramatic, you women are impossible sometimes. It was so nice to make the angel lost her wings though," he hummed lowly and moved a little closer to grab your chin to steal a little kiss from your lips. "Like I said, my servants can take you to guest room or my driver can take you home."

You let him kiss your lips yet this time you didn't give the kiss back to him. With melancholic smile on your face, you shook head briefly. "I can find the way out, thank you."

"Suit up then," Rafe smirked wryly and walked away, returing to his phone.

You moved your glance after him and your heart skipped a beat when you heard him answering the phone with hi, no, it's nothing important, was busy with work.

You wanted to scream, you wanted to rip both his heart and dick off.

You walked to the huge door and opened them, walking out of the mansion. You closer the door behind you and leaned your back against them, rolling head back to rest it on the door as well. "Fuck," you cursed quietly letting a single tear to roll down your cheek. "What the fuck have I done?"

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The Gypsy || Tommy Shelby x Reader || Part I

Summary: The gypsy girl crosses her path with Shelby brothers and it's going to flip her life upside down.

Warnings: none

Words: 1909

Authors: Cass & Bear

It was still early when the clouds gave of their rain to the grass and trees, when the road became alive with more splashes than my eyes could appreciate. Yet together they brought such a soothing sound, a natural melody every bit as beautiful as a mother's soulful hum.

Thomas Shelby was walking down the street, wearing his classical thick, black, long coat and peaked cap on.

As deep as he was buried in his thoughts, he wasn't aware of you observing him through the corner of the street.

You were tired, oh so tired of your poor life but there was no other way than just keep going. Not everyone was as lucky as Shelbys after all.

You spent most of your life on the streets, robbing people just enough to buy food. Sometimes you were stealing food itself but this time you needed money. You simply wanted to eat something warm and one gold watch would be enough for you to afford this. From many years on street you learned one thing - those fancy pocket watches had a chain that was strong enough only to hold the watch, pulling it was a really easy way to rob someone. Smoothing your dress and hair you ran up to Tommy Shelby. "Excuse me, sir! Sorry, can you tell me what time it is?," You asked with your best soft, charming but fake smile.

Thomas threw you a brief glance yet he didn't stop walking down the street. "It's early. And you should be still in bed, ma'am. You look young, too young to be roaming through the streets alone."

You didn't expect that, if not the fact that his coat was buttoned up you would snatch the watch from him long time ago. Giggling you shook your head. "I am young indeed, sir, but I had to go out that early. My mother is sick, she asked me to bring her some stuff. I just ask for time to make sure that the drugstore is open."

"I assure you it's going to be open in half an hour, you still have a time. It's chilly today, go back to your mother and take care of her," he replied not even looking at you.

Thomas knew that type. Those people were appearing to live each day like the rest of the Birminghammers, but in truth they were living just one day over and over, trying to survive, begging for money or food.

You stopped and watched him walking away, sure you would go home to take care of your mother only if you were having her... When he disappeared from your view, you growled and kicked the random stone. "Du-te dracului," you muttered and walked away to look for someone else to rob.

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Arthur was already in the pub, he awaited at his younger brother to show up. "Finally!," The oldest Shelby growled angrily as soon as he spotted Thomas entering the pub. "You won't fucking believe what the fuck has happened to me!"

Thomas cocked brow and looked at his brother. "What was it? You got drunk again and you slept with some random girl?"

Arthur rubbed his mustache angrily. "Don't be a fucking dick, Tommy," he snapped. "I was fucking robbed."

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You walked through streets happily with a nice silver watch, thanks God that not every Shelby was that bright. Arthur Shelby quickly fell for your little trick, so now he was lacking the watch on his vest when you were happy that you will eat a warm meal tonight. You hide watch in a little pocket in your dress, feeling proud of your little achievement.

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Meantime aunt Polly couldn't stop herself from laughing when she heard how a young pauper managed to trick one of her nephews.

Arthur couldn't focus on his daily tasks because of the raging anger.

Tommy spent half of the day in his office, working over some important documents.

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After finding good pawnshop you were able to sell the watch for a pleasing price, now you were sure that you won't starve. If everything will go well, then you'll have some money for next day as well.

The rest of the day was normal to you, you wandered the streets until evening came. The Garrison Pub looked tempting, it was fancy as for this part of town. Humming softly you walked inside and immediately you were surrounded by pleasurable warmth and not so pleasurable smell of alcohol but you didn't care. You walked up to the bar to order something.

Tommy was behind the bar, chatting with one of his friends when he spotted you. He remembered you very well, but now you looked different. Hair rather clean, fresh clothes on. But your face was too familiar to him. Tommy turned his back to counter to not scare you. Not yet. He had a plan. He wanted to teach you a lesson but he would be needing his older brother.

Tommy waved at Arthur to come to the bar.

You hummed happily, talking to the bartender with a soft little smile on your lips, you didn't really pay much attention to people around you.

Arthur looked at Tommy with a frown but he got up from the chair and walked to his younger brother. "What do you want?," He asked before looking over Tommy's shoulder. "It's her, she snatched my fuckin' watch."

"I know it's her, that's why I called you," Tommy explained while lighting on cigarette. "We should teach her a lesson, shouldn't we?"

Arthur simply nodded, he walked around the bar to stand right behind you. He cleared his throat. "I hope that the new watch, suits your nice dress, miss."

You were aware of someone standing behind you, at first you didn't care but when you heard the words spoken aloud, your body froze, slowly you looked over your shoulder.

Tommy joined his brother and wrapped arm around your shoulders like he'd be hugging you. "What a great meeting, innit, my friend?," He asked with a wry smirk.

"I... I don't know what do you mean sir, I don't think we ever met before," you said looking at Tommy not really sure what to do now, there was no possibility of running away.

"Oh, I am more than sure that we did meet before. You snatched something that belongs to me," Arthur growled and you only winced at his tone.

"So now, miss, better get my brother's watch back and we'll forget about the case," Tommy said firmly, he stopped smiling and now had an awfully angry grimace over his lips. "If not, then you should be aware of what we do with robbers."

You shivered and slowly put money on the counter, without saying anything.

"Oh, I don't care about your fuckin' money, woman. I want my watch back," Arthur said.

"This is the watch!," you whimpered. "I sold it, I sold it to have some money for fucking warm meal," Explaining this you looked at both man.

Tommy looked at Arthur. Deep inside he felt sorry about you. He could hear the Romanian accent clearly in your words, so you'd to be one of them, partly. You were Gypsy, just like he, his brothers and sister. "So what are we going to do with her now, Arthur?"

"Vreau sa plec acasa," you whimpered lowly, trying to get away from both man but Tommy was holding you too tightly.

"I don't know, what do you think, Tom?," Arthur asked as he looking at you still thinking.

Tommy released your shoulders. "If you want to be clean and to walk out of here with both your palms on places, you'll work for us until you won't work off your debt."

You looked at Tommy scared and nodded. "Okay, I will," you said quietly.

"Isn't it a bit too gently, Tom?" Arthur asked looking down on you.  "Ain't you afraid she steal from us again? Like in work?"

"I give her my trust. She ain't stupid and she knows what will happen if she'll try on anything," he threw you a cold glance. "I want to see you here after closing. You'll clean the pub."

You looked at him and nodded slowly.  "Yes, Mr. Shelby,"

"If you say so, Tom," Arthur shrugged and grabbed the money.  "I will take it, it was MY watch after all," He muttered and walked away.

Letting out a sad sight you looked down on your knees. So much for a warm meal, you though to yourself before your stomach growled angrily. Giggling awkwardly you blushed, looking away quickly.

"Now, come on, let's feed you properly," Tommy said simply.

You blinked looking at him. "But... Your brother took all the money I had,” you said confused.

"You're lucky tonight then," Tommy stated. "Not only you kept your palms but you'll also get a warm meal."

You giggled softly and nodded. "Well... I think I am. Mr. Shelby?," You bit your lips before speaking again. "I am really sorry about your brother's watch. I really just wanted to eat."

"Was it so hard to approach and simply ask for money or if he wouldn't give it to you, you could have asked him to buy you something to eat so he would be sure you ain't going waste the lent money."

"If you borrow something, you often have to give it back or somehow return the good did," You said. "Giving back money or doing something in return for you or your brother ain't really possible for me, sir," you explained.

"He ain't such a monster, he only looked like one," Tommy said and shifted to let you behind the bar. "Take a seat. I'll bring you something."

Polly who was watching entire situation from her table got up and went to join Arthur. "What the fuck is he doing?," She asked the oldest Shelby.

Meantime you giggled at Tommy's comment and took a seat as he ordered you to. "I thought this watch was worth more,” Arthur muttered, counting the money he took from you. His attention quickly moved to Polly.  "This little minx stole my watch. I wanted to punish her but Tommy decided to give her a job. So she can work in return for what she did."

Polly raised her eyebrow in shock. "He did what?," She repeated. "Is he outta his fucking mind? Let's hire entire rabble, let's be a fucking charity," woman lit her cigarette.

Arthur shrugged, putting money into his pocket. "Tell him this, not me."

"You're his older brother after all, Arthur, I thought you have more influence on him."

"You are our aunt," He said looking at her. "I already told him what I think and he said he trust her,"

Meantime, Tommy brought you a plate with soup.

You smiled and started to eat quickly. Maybe it wasn't too polite but you didn't care, all you cared about was eating a real meal. This plate made your whole day much better in one second.

"Was it truth about your ill mother?"

You swallowed and shook your head. "My mother died few years ago during winter. I just... I simply tried to make you pull out your watch."

Tommy sighed and lit another cigarette, inhaling the smoke.

You muttered a quiet ‘sorry’ and returned to eating, looking at him from time to time.

Tommy looked at you for a while. "Eat. You'll need a lot of strengths."

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A Dream || Part III || Sam Drake x Reader

Summary: How surprised Sam is when he meets you in the prison, and when it turns out you're the friend of Adler. Fortunately, Drake lets you play a little game with him.

Warnings: None

Words: 3613

Authors: Cass & Rouge

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The very first rays of sun slowly moved along the bed as they fell into the room though opened window.

As soon as you felt warmness on your face, you rolled on your side. Stretching a little, you straightened your arms, accidentally hitting a rough flesh by your side.

You frowned and turned head aside only to see Sam sleeping by your side. You smiled at the sight of naked man with his head put to one of your pillows. You admired his features for a long while.

If someone would have entered the room, they would definitely admit that the party was hard the night before; your clothes were thrown to the floor, Sam's stuff also. Your panties hung casually from the desk sending on the left from the door. You smiled at the sight, blushing a little.

It wasn't a good morning for Sam. The nightmare was hunting him deep in his sleep. He could see dark figures, hovering over him and talking in some incomprehensible language but somehow Sam could recognize the surrounding. It was prison...

Sam woke up and looked around, ready to see the stone walls and floor but he relaxed as soon as he realized he is in your bedroom. "I fucking hate nightmares." He muttered, sitting up. Sam rubbed his face before turning his attention to you. "Good morning beautiful."

"Hey," you whispered, pulling the quilt up to make sure you were covered. "Shush, it's okay, you're with me, I won't let anyone hurt you," your palm was put to his bare left forearm where you stroked him.

Sam smiled and moved closer to you, he hugged you. Nuzzling to your neck Sam sighed deeply. "And I couldn't be more happy but now excuse me." Sam kissed your cheek and then got up to find his boxers. After putting the boxers back on Sam grabbed the box of cigarettes and a lighter, he winked at you and went on the balcony to smoke.

You giggled loudly as you observed him walking out on the balcony.

The moment when he casually looked after his boxers made you blush like a little girl that was seeing a naked man for the very first time.

Biting inside of your cheeks, you got up and put a nightgown on, you didn't bother with looking for your underwear. You wrapped the stripes of the nightgown together, and joined Sam on the balcony, putting arm to his back.

Sam looked at you and smiled before offering you his cigarette. "You know? I never expected to wake up next to such a beautiful girl like you." He hummed, kissing your forehead.

Sam felt happy for once, he never expected to feel that happy just because he had a person right next to him.

You simply intervined your hand with his, nuzzling to his strong bicep and taking the cigarette he offered you. You inhaled the smoke and held it for a moment before exhaling it via nose. "Sam, you're making me blush, stop it!"

"Such a beautiful girl looks even more beautiful with the blush on her cheeks." He said kissing your hand.

After that Sam was quiet, simply looking at the outside world. He didn't want to go back to Rafe, he really wanted to just stay here with you. "So... I think we should eat and got back to your friend." Sam muttered, taking the cig from you.

You wrapped arms around his figure from the side, like you would be holding him for the very last time. You squeezed him and slipped into his arms. "I don't want this to happen, I want to stay here, with you, I don't need anyone nor anything else right now."

Sam smiled softly and hugged you tightly. "I know, little one but we both know Rafe. I will make sure that anywhere we go, you go too, okay? You will stay close to me no matter what." He promised, kissing top of your head.

Soon after this he took your hand and lead you to your kitchen to make you a wonderful breakfast. Even if he wasn't a five stars cook.

After the nice breakfast Sam got up from the table to finally go and dress up.

You were finishing your french toast and coffee while observing him leaving to get back to your bedroom to get dressed.

You were struggling oh so hard with yourself. One part of you was trying to calm you down, using some arguments regarding Rafe and his rage, while the other part desperately wanted to scream all the truth to Sam. You hated yourself for falling for this man, he had to be another ordinary job you have done for Rafe so many times before. But something has changed, and you knew it too well...

Soon Sam returned to the kitchen and smiled at you. "I should take a shower, I smell like bottle of your perfumes but I don't mind. It's a scent of a great night." He joked sitting back at his chair. "You should get ready to leave soon, sweetheart."

You choked on the coffee you were sipping. "Yeah, yeah, I need few minutes," you told him with a brief smile.

As soon as you put your favorite black, fitted pants on and completed the outfit with a black, lacy shirt, you got downstairs and looked at Sam. "C'mon."

Sam gladly followed you.

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Back at the hotel Rafe was already waiting at the two of you.

He smiled when you two entered the building. "Finally. I was afraid that whore stole my expert."

"Hey, hold your horses there." Sam frowned, grabbing your hand tightly.

"Oh, oh my god. You fell for it? Seriously Sam?" Rafe laughed, looking at you. "Tell him the truth, Y/N. Tell him that I paid you so we can get over with this bullshit." Adler muttered.

You swallowed hardly but never left Sam's hand. "It's not a truth, Rafe," you snarled. "You don't have to be a dick when it's unnecessary," you told him, praying inside for Sam to not believe other man's words.

"Listen, pal. She is a whore, whatever she want she gets trough bed. You need something? Pay and she will jump to someone's bed to get it for you. I paid her to go to the prison and to get you now. Just because I don't have a time for your fucking tamed Drake attitude." Rafe said with a shrug.

Sam never let go of your hand but he looked at you. His eyes were full of disbelieve. "Y/N? Is he telling a truth for once?"

"Sam...," You whispered looking hesitantly up at him. "I... It was like this at the beginning, yes, he did pay me, you knew about this but you've changed everything! I can't imagine... Please, forgive me, love...," You begged him, tugging onto his sleeve.

With clenched teeth you threw a glance to Rafe. "I'll fucking kill you if you'll do anything to him."

Rafe chuckled loudly, throwing his head back. "Oh yea, because I am afraid of one little whore whom will fuck anyome to get few bucks." Adler snapped walking closer to but Sam stopped him from getting too closer.

"I said hold you horses there, Rafe. Give us few minutes or you will never get the treasure." Sam said with a frown than looked at you. "C'mon." He pulled you to some empty room. Closing the door Sam looked at you. "So it's true... You are a whore? He paid you for all those sweet words?"

"Yes," you claimed. "He did."

The tears made your eyes glisten, yet you held them back, looking at the ceiling and blinking few times.

"He paid me for the prison. I did this because he asked me to, and I owed him a favour for something he had done for me months ago," you said shortly. "He also paid me for all this that happened last night... But I didn't take his money, I gave the envelope back to one of his "friends", I couldn't...," You explained yourself. "I couldn't wait to see you again... Then, in that fucking prison, something broke within me... I couldn't stop myself from thinking about you, Sam, I mean it, please! You need to believe me!," You begged while walking to him and grabbing his palm.

Sam looked at you, unsure of what to do now. He felt hurt and betrayed but somehow he believed you. Maybe he was a fool now but he couldn't say that he didn't love you. He did, even this new information didn't change too much.

Sam smiled at you softly and pulled you closer to kiss your soft lips. "Shhh, little one. It's okay, I believe you."

You started crying like a baby, nuzzling to him, with your hands wrapped around his waist Inna desperate grasp. "Sam!," You mumbled. "Please! Forgive me all this, I didn't know that you'll change my life!," You eyes wet from tears you looked up at him.

Sam hugged you tightly, gently rubbing you back trying his best to calm you down. "It's okay, I forgive you. You changed my life as well, little one."

You climbed on your tiptoes and kissed him. "We need to get back to this... Fucking spoiled brat."

"I know but we will together, okay?" Sam smiled, wiping the tear off your cheek with his thumb. Before the two of you left the room Sam pulled you into one more kiss.

Soon, you and Sam got back to Rafe. You threw a man a cold glance.

"I see someone likes his whore." He laughed and shook his head. "Whatever, now listen." Rafe pointed at Sam.

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Rafe's plan was to go on some island he thought might be helpfull. It wasn't, Sam knew that but Rafe didn't listen. According to Adler's notes this place could be hiding some important clues and he had to get them.

So there you two were. Locked on the boat, under the deck. Only good thing in Rafe's obsession was his money. Cabin looked like a fucking hotel room. Sam didn't mind waiting here while Rafe searched the island with his men. At last he was closed with you. "You okay there?" Sam asked quietly, kissing your forehead.

You nodded. The truth was you wasn't okay at all, you were tired, exhausted after sleepless hours and Rafe's screams. But you tried to stay strong, you didn't want Sam to think you're too vulnerable.

"You think there's nothing in here?," You asked Drake.

"First of all, you are a terrible liar. I can see the tiredness in your eyes." He said, looking at you. Sam knew that those conditions weren't the best, especially for girl like you. "Second, I know there is nothing there. Avery was here but it was nothing more than a stop in his travel. Only clue that can be here is something dropped by one of his men but I doubt even this."

"What's gonna happen with us if Rafe won't get what he wants?," You asked and lied your head on the pillow on the little bed that was placed in your room. The seasickness was kicking you hard.

Sam sat down on the bed and rubbed your shoulder, trying his best to comfort you. He never planned to drag your into this but Rafe didn't give you nor him any other choice. The truth was He wasn’t completely sure himself what Rafe will do.

The moment of silence was quickly broke by Adler himself opening the dooe. "You two, out!" Rafe growled waving his gun to make you two move, he didn't look happy in one single bit.

Sam frowned at his behaviour and helped you get up and leave the boat. He looked at Rafer. "What?"

"There was NOTHING! NOTHING you hear me, huh?! You and your slut, move your asses to help me find the clue!" Rafe yelled.

Sam wanted to punch Rafe in his stupid face and run but it was a suicide taking fact Adler had some mercenaries with him. Older Drake only nodded and took your hand. "Come on, sweetheart."

As soon as your feet touched the sand, you bowed in a half and vomited, letting out a quiet whimper as you did.

One of the mercenaries approached you and hit your stomach with the riffle. "Move!," He screamed at you, and you followed the order, what else could you do?

"Rafe, please," you mumbled and grabbed man by sleeve of his luxury looking shirt. "Samuel has told you that you won't find anything on this goddamn island, he is not mistaken, trust me," you gasped.

Rafe grabbed you chin and smiled, forcing you to look at him. "Listen, love. He and his little brother wanted this treasure for themselves when we were looking for it. So no, I won't let him possibly trick me." He said and pushed you toward Sam. "Now move, I can smell your vomit."

You gasped when he pushed you, your stomach twitched and you thought for a second that you'll vomit again, yet you managed to calm yourself down.

Leg by leg, you were walking along the shoreline.

Sam patted your shoulder and smiled. "C'mon, hop on. I will carry you." He stopped and pointed at his back.

"There ya go, it will be easier for you, little one." Sam hummed as he started to walk again, making sure you won't fall down.

Soon all of you got to the place where Rafe was searching for the clues. It was a big altitude with a cave and beautiful view on the whole island and the ocean. "Inside. Just you." Rafe said, pointing at Sam.

Sam put you down carefully and kissed your forehead. "Be right back. Don't go anywhere." He winked and went inside the cave with Adler.

"Sam...," You tried to grab his hand but the man didn't stop and followed Rafe inside.

You sat in the tall grass, looking at the mercenaries that were guarding you.

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It took them around 30 minutes to return. Sam walked out first and immediately walked to you.

"What the fuck you mean there is fucking nothing?!" Rafe yelled full of rage. "I fucking checked the book and maps! There must be something!"

"No, there is not! I told you already! Your information were wrong! This islad has nothing to do with Avery or his men!" Sam informed Rafer with a frown.

You quickly got back to your feet and held onto Sam's shoulder. "He says the truth, Rafe. You're mistaken, there's nothing but a graveyard of ships," you added and nuzzled to Sam. Feeling his scent in your nostrils made you gasp a little, you felt safe again.

"At the same time, you don't want to tell me where to go, huh? Okay okay, fine. I know how to make you talk." Rafe smiled and then looked his men. "Grab him, give me the girl." He ordered and few man successfully separated you from Sam.

Two men held older Drake when their friend dragged you right into Rafe's paws. "Hi there, love." He purred pulling you closer to his side.

You were shaking, mostly from fear. You felt Rafe was raging with anger, he was capable of everything in such a state. "Rafe...," You cried. "What the fuck?"

"Hey, hey! Let me go, you assholes!" Sam growled, trying to free himself.

Adler chuckled at your cry. "Oh, come on, love. You are going to take a little trip." He hummed, dragging you to the cliff. Rafe bend down over the drop, holding you tightly to his chest, he whistled. "Quite the way down, right Y/N?"

You couldn't reply to his words, horror overwhelmed you, your blood turned cold and heart skipped a beat as you looked in the abyss.

Rafe pat your head and moved back to turn back to Sam, staying close to the edge. "You see, Sammy. We work for like... Two day, not to meantion the thing with your brother." He shrugged and pulled out his gun. "And I already have enough of you. First you drag in your slut, I honestly still can't believe you fall for this whore. Second, you don't even try to help me, you just follow around and fuck Y/N."Rafe ranted before pulling away from you. He held you by your hair pressing gun to your side, perfect place to hurt but not kill you immediately. "Best thing to do is... get rid of a distraction."

Sam's blood ran cold, seeing all of this. He couldn't get to you, no matter how hard he tried to free himself and he couldn't lose you. You didn't do anything. "LEAVE HER FUCKING ALONE! Send her home and I swear I will do whatever you want!" Sam yelled.

You gasped and didn't even try to hold your tears back. You knew Rafe for months now, and one thing you were pretty sure was the fact he was capable to everything to reach his goals.

You had to do something, you didn't want to sacrifice your life without fighting.

With a quick motion, you kicked back, hitting Rafe right in his knee. Unfortunately, his grasp on your hair tightened which caused you were unable to move, only sank to your knees a little when he pulled on them. "Leave me alone!," You were struggling with the man for a longer moment. Feeling the miserable position of yours, you gave upon any attempts of freeing yourself.

You raised your chin and gave a glance to Sam. "I'm sorry," you whispered. "Viva el amor," you moved your lips slightly, you weren't sure whether Sam heard you or not.

Rafe looked at your lips and smiled. "Long live the love? Aww, how cute, but you know what? You won't live long." He informed you before pulling the trigger.

A loud sound filled the air and Sam yelled your name, resuming his struggle with freeing himself but there still was no use. He wasn't able to ran to you. The view of you being shot and bleeding right in front o him made his heart break in millions of small pieces.

"Look at him, Y/N. Isn't it beautiful, man in love with a whore. Wasn't there movie like this or something?" Rafe hummed and shrugged. "Any last words, slut?"

You fully sank to your knees. The warmness started spreading all over your body, the pulsing, sharp pain in your left side was unbearable. You tried to say anything, but you were unable to form a word. Choking with your own blood, you knelt helplessly with your back facing Rafe. You slowly reached your hand towards Sam, like you'd want to touch him for the very last time. "Sam...," You mumbled, choking more. "I love...," You tried to finish your statement.

"Oh yeah, yeah. You love him, I bet he get the message. Both messages actually." Rafe rolled his eyes and pulled you up to your legs. "Now, little bird. We will see if you can fly." Rafe said with smile and simply pushed you off the cliff, ordering his men to let Sam go.

"Fuck! No, no, no! Y/N!" Sam yelled and quickly ran to the edge of the cliff. He prayed to whatever god was up there, hoping you somehow grabbed some branch or leanded on some rock shelf or whatever would save your life.

He looked right into the abyss, all he heard was your scream. Full of fear and pain. Soon it was cut off by a slam, Sam could swear he heard you little, fragile body being crush against the hard ground, breaking every little bone and tearing every inch of your soft skin.

Sam moved away from the cliff to sit on his knees, already mourning you. Rafe's laugh woken up some kind of hidden rage inside of him. Sam got back on his legs and looked at Rafe. "I am going to kill you!" He yelled, running right at his 'partner'.

Suddenly there was a bright light and people. Few of them actually, they spoke Spanish and looked like some low cost doctors. Sam wanted to sit up but the terrible pain in his left side stopped his. This wasn't right, you were the one who died, not him right?

Sam lied montionless for a few hours when he regained the control over his body and mind he realized the terrible truth.

He was in Panama, on the 'surgery' table. While the ‘doctors’ put him together after shot.

Everything that happened. You. Rafe. Freedome. His love. It was all a sick dream created by his intoxicated brain.

Sam spent fifteen years behind the bars, waiting for realise or death. Sometimes he was recalling you, especially at the nights when he felt lonely in his cell.

After those hard fifteen years Rafe indeed came to bail him out, but there was no one named Y/N. When Sam asked Rafe if he has a female friend with your name Rafe only laughed and said. "No, but don't worry. If you need to get off that much I bet I can find you prostitute with this name."

Sam wanted to cry. He really did. His brain created such a beautiful imagine, giving him hope that He can be happy for once in his whole life. Maybe to even have a family, proof to himself that he could be better than his father ever was.

Apperently his future was planed in completely different way. Sam hid his feelings deep inside and decided to get to his work.

You know the rest of Sam Drake’s story….

Do you really...?

Dissipated by a Parrot || Sam Drake x Reader

Summary: What might happen when a parrot takes over control

Warnings: none

Words: 2030

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Sam stopped the motorcycle and looked around the place full of people, surrounded by colorful stands full of everything. "Here we are, Indian market, just like you wished," He said helping you off the vehicle. "But I honestly don't know why are we in here."

"Don't know what exactly?," You asked him and rushed towards one of the stalls shortly after. "Come here, Drake!"

"I don't know why you've wished to come here," Sam explained quickly and followed you, joining you soon. "What did you find there, huh?," He asked, wrapping his arm around your waist.

You slipped out of his embrace smoothly and started a conversation with the seller, asking the elder man about some local spices you could buy. "Look, smell!," You turned face to Sam. "It's so awesome here, can you smell all these scents of fresh spices and herbs?"

Sam looked at you with cigarette between his lips, he put the lighter back into his pocket puffing out some smoke. "Sure I can, smells like this Indian place you love to visit or order the dinner from there," He said, rubbing his nose.

You ignored his comment which in your opinion was partly offensive and you kept on lurking through stalls, talking with people and having good time.

Unfortunately your mood quickly dropped when with the corner of your eye you have spotted a stall where some men were selling animals.

Sam noticed this and got worried. "Hey? What's wrong sweetheart? If this is about my comment, I was just joking. You know me," He said, touching your shoulder.

"Look," you whispered and clenched palms in fists. "I bet they do this illegally. Look at these animals!"

The men were having a lot of animals in cages, sometimes too small to accommodate three or four animals at once. There were parrots, monkeys, iguanas, and many more.

You rushed toward the stall.

Few steps away from stall Sam grabbed you by the arm and pulled you closer. He took cig out of his mouth and looked at you. "Love, that's the way it is here. It's not America, stuff like this happen here, there is nothing we can do about it."

"Help! Madam!" screechy voice got Sam's attention. It was coming from the stall. "Okay, let's see what's going on there." He said letting go of you.

You were first who approached the stall. "Excuse me, don't you think these cages are too small for the animals, huh?," You raised your voice a little and put hands on the metal table on which a cage with a parrot was placed.

Shady looking man glared at you with a frown. "Ah! Americans! Want get a pet? They good and healthy! I have papers," He said and smiled at you. "For nice lady like you 250$! Go, look, find perfect pet."

Sam frowned at the poor attempt in both English and selling you a pet. He tried to find the source. He walked around looking at all the poor trapped animals. "I wish I could let you all out." Sam walked until he came face to face with a parrot cage.

"Cookie?," Bird asked and Sam recognized the voice.

"Y/N! Sweetheart, come here!" He called you.

Glaring angrily at the seller and didn't move your glance off his shady-looking face, you approached your boyfriend. "Yes?"

"Look at this cutie." He said pointing at the cage.

"Hello! Namaskaar!" Parrot screeched and started to bite the metal bars of a cage.

Sam licked his lips looking around. "How about we take her and I will make sure this stand disappears and animals will be freed?"

Measuring his features with curious glance you gave him a slight nod of your head. "You can rip their little balls as well," you said.

Sam smiled and ruffled your hair. "Don't ya worry your pretty little head, love.”

Parrot looked at both of you. "Love, Love. Help." It screeched.

Sam chuckled and took the cage off the hook. "Go on, use your charm and get us some good price."

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Afternoon came quickly and started covering the world with thick curtain of darkness and quietness.

The hotel room was filled with a dim light coming from a little lamp standing on a wooden nightstand.

Dressed in short shorts and too tight tank top you were sitting on the bed and observing how the parrot you and Sam bought on the market was wandering back and forth along windowsill.

Parrot stopped to clean its feathers, it shook its head and looked at you. "Hello. Cookie? Please!" It screeched.

Sam opened the door and smiled looking at you. "That's my favorite part of working with girlfriend. The sweet sight of you in my room," He joked and walked closer to kiss your head, Sam sat next to you. "So! I have good news, I took care of that man. He is done and animals will be free."

Parrot jumped off the windowsill and happily jumped toward Sam.

"Look!," You almost jumped in spot. "It's jumping! Look at these little jumps! Oh, God!"

"Yea, I think I know why." He said and picked up bird to look at it. "Those kind of people cut the wings, so they can ran away." Sam sighed and set parrot on his laps.

Bird looked at him and soon started to climb his jacket only to try to get to his pocket.

You took one of injured wings and saw a sharp line of where the cut was. You giggled seeing how parrot made it to Sam's shoulder.

"Ah! Yeah, yeah right! I have something for you." Sam said and pulled out few bird cookies, bird took one and started to eat it.

He smiled and started to pet animal's head. "Y/N? You think it can stay with us?"

"Why not. But I'll list up what is forbidden around this little sweetheart. First, no swearing. I don't want him or her to lurk around while squawking fuck, understood?," You smiled. "Second, I'll try to teach him or her talk. Next, no smoking around the parrot."

Sam smiled looking at you. "Look at you! Acting like a real life mom, I feel the maternal instinct kicking in." Sam joked and parrot nuzzled to his neck. "I think it likes my birds."

You reached hand and tried to invite parrot on your shoulder. "C'mere, baby. Come to mama."

Parrot took one more cookie from Sam and jumped on your hand and then traveled on your shoulder. "Cookie?" It said within high tone, offering you the said cookie, almost throwing it on your knees.

"Keep it to yourself, baby!," As gently as you could, you stroked parrot's head. "It's fluffy! I'm dying! I will never live this little lovely birdy behind!"

"Yes! We will take you home, buy you a big, nice, cozy cage or no you know what fu.... Heck the cage. I will get you a tree, you will be free and have a lots of snack." Sam said with a smile. "But I think it's time to sleep."

"What if baby will fly out through the window?," You asked in worried voice.

"Y/N, the wings? Remember?" Sam asked, looking at you. "It won't heal, love. This poor thing will stay flightless untill its last day," Sam said, picking up the parrot. "For now we will put it in the cage and cover it."

Man did exactly what he said and turned to you. "Baby is asleep so now daddy can take care of mommy," Sam hummed, slowly getting closer to you.

You knelt on the mattress and as soon as he came closer you put hands to his crotch where you massaged him lightly with your glance on his face.

Sam landed down to kiss you gently, pushing you further on the bed. His hand traveled under your top. "Now, let's see wh..."

Sam was interrupted by a loud parrot's sound. It wasn't any specific word, just a loud scream.

You almost let a hum of appreciation when you heard the parrot and its swishing voice. You laid back on the bed and rested head on the pillow and slowly spread you legs looking at Sam. "Go ahead, daddy. Our kid apparently needs attention."

Sam laughed resting his forehead on your shoulder, placing few kisses there. "C'mon. He... Or she is a big bird. It will be fine, now I want to give my attention to you."

He kissed your neck and moved down until he was kissing belly. The parrot screamed again, Sam groaned and put his head on your stomach. "I guess we will have our first sleepless night."

"Maybe it want to get outta cage. Let this happen and then maybe I'll let you to have some of this," you rubbed thighs together and licked your lips briefly, shifting your shirt up enough to reveal a little of your rounded boobs to him.

"I will put it in other room." He got up from the bed and walked to cage.

"You don't like sleeping, huh buddy?" Sam joked and removed the cover. He freed the bird and moved it to other room.

Soon your boyfriend joined you again, he didn't wasted more time and removed your top and shorts. "This will be fu..." Sam was again interrupted by a loud scream from other room.

As naked as you were beneath Samuel Drake, you used all of your strengths to push him aside. Then, you smoothly got off the bed and with a familiar swing in your hips you walked to another room and soon came back with parrot sitting on your shoulder. "Let him stay."

"You will let our baby watch how I F… you?" Sam said not really sure how else avoid the "F" word. "Isn't it depressing, I don't want this to become a disfuctional family."

You went to the wardrobe and let the parrot got off your shoulders to step on the counter of the furniture.

Parrot, squeaking happily walked back and forth along the edge of wardrobe and at the end it sat in the middle, looking down on the room.

With a smile you turned to Sam and slowly got on the old bed, straddling his laps quickly. "He or she doesn't understand anything at all darling," you explained. "Besides, since when are you concerned about someone watching us?," You asked and giggled shortly after. You placed hands to his chest and leant forward, rubbing your naked breasts against his chest covered under grey shirt. You nibbled onto his earlobe. "I thought it's turning you on, actually."

Sam sat up and wrapped his arm around you. "Well it's our baby after all, I don't want it to see those stuff until it's 18th birthday." He joked and kissed you deeply, suddenly Sam hissed. "Fuck." He pulled away to take a look at his hand, it was bitten. The parrot look at him from behind you.

You laughed and got off his lap. "I think no pussy for you tonight then."

"I guess so." Sam said with a heavy sigh, he quickly found his jacket.

"Cookie?" Parrot asked, tilting it's head.

"Yea, here." Sam muttered giving the last cookie to the bird. "I think we will have a lot things to adjust. When it comes to us and parrot."

"Like what?," You asked slipping your naked body under thin quilt.

"Teaching him that we need some private time too and learning that we have... feathery baby." Sam joked and removed his pants and shirt to join you under quilt. He sighed and pulled you closer, soon parrot tried to squeeze between two of you.

"Come here, little one," you let the parrot placed itself between two of you. You pressed your lips to little head which was accompanied with loud, squeaking "hello".

Sam looked at you with a frown. "Shall I be jealous?" He asked.

"Maybe," you replied.

Sam laughed quiely and pulled you a little closer, being careful to not hurt the bird. "You are lucky I love you." He said and kissed your forehead. "And I think I love you too. Even if I am a litte jealous." Sam muttered before kissing parrot's head.

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Distracted by Millicent || Armitage Hux x Reader

Summary: Smut between Hux and reader who's his wife, interrupted by Hux's cat Millicent.

Warnings: smut

Words: 1492

Request by: @itsnestea

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Armitage watched the door to his quarter slowly slid open right in front of him.

 He was deeply exhausted after the whole day of hard work and dealing with Ren.

 It was always wonderful to return back to his chamber, to his wife.

 Hux sneaked into your shared bedroom as quietly as his high boots only let him. Sighing deeply, he started to undress himself in front of the wardrobe, looking over his shoulder from time to time only to take a look at his wife peacefully sleeping in the bed.

Armitage slipped under the quilt as soon as he was done with undressing. Immediately interweaving his skinny legs with yours and wrapping his arms around you, he felt the soft fabric of your nightdress. He only purred and kissed back of your neck. "Your general is back," Hux purred against your neck.

 You murmured softly in your calm sleep yet opened your eyes and shifted in man's arms, turning onto your back and facing ginger man. "Armitage," your voice was only a soft whisper dancing on your lips as your fingertips stroked over his pale, perfectly carved cheek. "Tough day, wasn't it?"

 "Which day isn't tough? But it's much better now, I am back with my beautiful wife," Hux said, kissing your palm before moving to your neck. "You are the best part of this fucking ship and only mine in addition."

 You kept on stroking his cheek. "I know, Armitage. I know."

 You cupped his face in your palms and forced him to look right into your eyes. When your glances met, you smiled a little and stared in his unbelievable green irises for a longer moment before placing a soft kiss to his full lips as your hands moved to wrap around his neck.

 Hux murmured loudly and kissed you back, easily placing you on your back again, this time right under him. He pulled away from the kiss to look at you. "Tonight I will worship this body. I missed you so fucking much."

 Armitage started to move down your body, removing the nightdress and placing kisses on every inch of your bare skin.

 "General...," You moaned lazily with your hands slipped in his thick, ginger hair. Your fingertips tangled with his ginger locks as you gently tugged on them. "I missed you so much as well. Have no idea how much..."

 Finally, he throw the nightdress on the side and looked at your completely naked body.

"Beautiful as always and only mine," Armitage gently kissed and bite your soft skin as he got closer to your core.

 "No," you tugged on his hair harder. "I just want you in, no foreplay," you begged.

 He looked up and raised his eyebrow. "Oh, really? My wife missed me that much?"

 Hux moved up to tower over you, he pushed his boxers down enough to free his already hard cock. Just the image of your naked body affected him that way. Placing your legs around his hips, Hux kissed you gently, you could feel his tip poking at your entrance.

 You bit your lower lip and gasped eagerly, with smile that was saying you'll welcome him gladly.

You wrapped legs around his hips and rolled them, rubbing yourself against his stiffened length.

 He pushed inside you, going slowly inch by inch, trying to tease you with his slow movement.

 Immediately you pulled him into a kiss humming onto his mouth as well. You rocked hips a little and placed hands on his back, hugging him a little.

 Armitage purred loudly and kissed you back deeply, cupping your cheek with his palm. His moves became faster as he pushed his tongue into your mouth.

 You were humming for your husband.

His every thrust was giving you such a huge pleasure that you could only roll head back and moan loudly for him.

 Hux chuckled at looked at your face briefly before moving again to your neck.

"You like it, don't you?"

 "Hux," you looked back at him. "Don't bullshit me, you good know what I like the most," your hands slipped down his back and were placed on his buttocks, squeezing them.

 Armitage rolled his eyes, snapping his hips harder into you.

"You could at last pretend to be more innocent, love," he joked, his hand moved between your bodies and started to rub over your clit.

 You gasped and rolled head back again, his name was the only thing to roll out from your lips in a gasps of pleasure.

With head rolled back you parted your thighs wider a little, to provide Hux a better access.

 You were moaning loudly and turned face back to him only to spot some movement with a corner of your eye.

 Millicent jumped on the bed and started to rub over your face with her side.

 "Tfu! Millie!," You giggled. "Stop it!"

 Hux growled annoyed and grabbed Millie.

"As much as I love you, this isn't the right place or time," he said putting cat on the floor.

 You gasped loudly as Armitage shifted a little in you while putting cat down on the polished floor. "She apparently missed ya as well, general," you bit your lower lips and wrapped arms around his neck again. "So, where have we ended....?"

 "Oh, I know very well where we ended," he said with a smile and pulled you into a kiss as his hips returned to previous speed, his hand returned to your clit.

 You were nearing your peak so you used all of your strength to roll on top of Hux. As soon as you did, your hands were placed on his chest as you rolled your hips, back and forth. "That's it, my general. That's the right place for you to be, beneath me, moaning my name," you said and started to playing with your breasts, squeezing them gently.

 Millicent meowed loudly and looked at two of you from the floor.

 Hux got quickly distracted by the cat.

"Oh, for fuck's sake... Really? Go away, Millicent!," He hissed.

 Instead of listening to her owner, Millicent jumped on the bed again and climbed onto Hux's chest where she rounded few times only to lay down, yawning.

 You giggled and stopped your moves. "I'm sorry, darling, she's a little distraction," you admitted.

 "Tell me about it," Hux muttered taking Millie off his chest only for her to quickly return back on.

Hux only sighed deeply and rubbed his face annoyed.

 You leant down and kissed his forehead, then you slowly started to buck your hips for him again and kept going until you cum, moaning his name.

 "Well, that makes one of us," Hux muttered and looked at you, then at the cat which was purring on his chest. "She is a total turn off."

 "Come on, focus on me, not on her, she's just laying, doing nothing but purring," you told him as you slowly got off his cock only to kneel between his legs and wrap your lips around his shaft, head bobbing back and forth.

 "Love, please, don't. Enough, I really can't when she bothers me like this," Armitage tried to again put Millie away but she returned back.

 You pulled his cock out of your mouth. "Are you sure? I hate when I'm the only one to get the orgasm," you told him and reached out to stroke Millicent's ear.

 "Yes, more than sure. I went soft before you even finished," he sighed and gently pet the cat. "Next time we need to make sure she is out of the room."

 You crawled up the bed and laid down next to him, stroking his chest gently. "Don't be mad on her, she's just missing her beloved general, as much as I did," you kissed him. "And I'll make you cum, don't worry about this, won't forget it," you put head on his chest. "I love you so much.

 Hux nodded, scratching cat's head.

"I think I will start to bother her everytime she naps on your lap," ginger man mumbled and looked at you with a smile.

 "Oh, how wry you are, love," you said and pulled him into soft, passionate kiss.

 Millicent didn't like the affection you were giving to Armitage so she hit her paw on your face gently, in accompaniment of loud meowing.

 Hux only laughed and shook his head.

"Well, now we see the problem."

 "She's just jealous. I'm not surprised," you kissed him for the last time and rolled on your side. "Good night."

 Armitage stayed on his back.

"Good night, love," he told you, petting Millicent's back.

 Cat looked at him without blinking, she meowed few times and got up only to take few little steps and lay right onto his shoulder, nuzzling her face to his neck.

 "I love you and good night for you as well," Hux whispered, kissing kitten's head.

 Millicent licked his cheek few times and purred before closing her eyes.

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