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Kidnapped - Part 4 - James March Smut - (AHS Hotel)

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requested: yes
-request(s): “It would be awesome if someone at the hotel, like while she was walking around, touched the reader in a way she didn’t like, she says stop repeatedly and they don’t. James freaks the fuck out and gets all protective and murders the guy while the reader is just scared. James makes her feel better with sex.” -anon ; “I was thinking a part could be where John is flirting with the reader and James gets all protective (;.” (paraphrased bc im on mobile and can’t copy the request lol) -anon
type: smut
warnings: dom!james, daddy kink
summary: Basically what the requests said– After being harrassed by some of the attendants at the hotel who don’t particularly like you, James finds out all the awful things they’ve been telling his princess, and he becomes furious and comforts you when you’re feeling insecure because of everything they’ve been telling you (;
notes: IM SO GLAD YOU GUYS ARE LIKING THIS SERIES OMF IVE HAD SO MANY REQUESTS FOR A 4TH PART YOU GUYS DONT UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY THAT MAKES ME OML. anyway if u guys like this and want me to keep going with a fifth part hmu lmao x

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 Your eyes cracked open, taking in your surroundings. You were laying on the couch in your and James’ living room. You glanced at the clock on the end table, seeing that it was 6:34 PM, and you noticed a small note next to it with your name scrawled in James’ neat cursive.

‘Darling, I had some business I needed to attend to, but I should be back shortly. Assuming you’ll be hungry when you wake up, seeing as it’s 6:00 now, why don’t you go ahead down to the bar, and I’ll meet you there for dinner by 7. All my love, James.’ 

 You a smiled a bit at the note, and then set it sound and grabbed your purse to head downstairs. Figuring that James would meet you there within the half hour, you grabbed a seat at the bar and Liz brought you your usual – a glass of Pepsi mixed with 3 vanilla shots and 5 cherries. You’d always ordered that when you first arrived at the hotel, and soon enough, Liz had added it to the menu, and named it, “The Y/N Special.” You sat there for a while, slowly willing your drink and twirling the straw between your fingers boredly. 


“Do you have the time?” you asked Liz after a while. 


 “7:26, hun. Was Mr. March supposed to meet you?” she inquired, leaning down so she was at your sitting level, holding herself up by resting her arms on the bar. You nodded and took another sip of your third drink with a sigh. “Don’t worry your pretty little head, I’m sure he’ll be down soon Y/N.” 


 A couple minutes after, John Lowe, the detective staying at the hotel, took the empty seat next to you. “Hey,” he turned to you with a smile, “Y/N, right?” 


 “Yup,” you responded, smiling politely back at him. He was just being friendly, right? 


 “Looking beautiful as always, I see.” 

“Oh.. um, thanks,” you said awkwardly, unsure if he was flirting with you or just being nice.

“Can I buy you a drink? You look like you’re almost finished with that.” John said with a small laugh.

“Oh, really no, that’s okay. I’m waiting for someone anyway, he should be down soon.”

“No, no, really. I insist.”

You shrugged to yourself. It was just a free drink, it’s not like he was offering to buy you lingerie or dildos. You tried to convince yourself he was just being friendly – you loved your boyfriend and accepting a drink from John wouldn’t change that.

“Liz?” he called. “Another drink for Y/N please. Add it to my bill.”

Liz shot you a questioning look, but made the drink and slid it over to you anyway. Time passed and what started with awkward small talk with you and John, soon became a slightly drunken full blown conversation, with one of you laughing every few minutes or so. Liz kept coming by to “check on you” but you knew she was just making sure nothing bad was happening between you two. She knew you would never in a million years want to cheat on James, but here you were, bored and still waiting for him, a little drunk, and having fun talking to John.

“You know this is really fun, we should do this again.” John smiled, leaning back and taking another sip of his beer.

“Oh, I mean this is fun and all but I’m not sure my boyf-” you started, but suddenly John leaned in and captured your lips in a kiss. You immediately began to pull away, but John was ripped away from you first.

“Just what do you think you’re doing with her?”

You instantly recognized the voice, and your eyes grew wide, not knowing what he’d do.

“J-Jesus, I’m sorry man I didn’t know she was taken.” John stuttered, tossing some money on the bar and standing up. “It was nice talking with you Y/N.”

James stood in his spot, fuming and not saying anything. You played with your now sweaty hands in your lap, waiting for him to speak. “James?” you cautiously asked, as the silence continued.

James didn’t turn towards you, but instead to the bar. “Liz, please have the kitchen send our usual to our room. Y/N and I have some things to discuss. Just put her drinks on my tab.” He grabbed your your hand and started walking back towards the room.

“Please just say something. I pulled away, it didn’t mean anything to me.” You told him as the two of you almost reached your room. He stayed silent, and you couldn’t tell if he was pissed, upset, a combination, or neither. 

“James, I’m sorry. I love you so much, you know I never would have-”

Suddenly James cut you off.

“Get undressed and go lie on our bed.”

“W-what?”

“I said, get undressed and go lie on our bed.” he repeated. 

 “You’re… not mad?” you asked quietly, unsure of how to react.

“For God’s sake, of course I’m mad, just not at you. Now do as I told you to, I’ll be in in a minute.”

You bit your lip and walked into your room, stepping out of your shoes and letting your hair down as you walked. You shed your jeans, pulled your top over your head, and just as you started to unclip your bra, you felt a cold pair of hands land on your shoulders and sensually slide down to undo it. He scooped you up and brought you over to the bed, but stayed standing to start unbuckling his belt. You had to admit that seeing him like that sent a tingle right in between your legs, so you slowly reached down and started rubbing your clit through your panties. 

 “Ah ah,” James said sternly, leaning down to push your hand away. “No. Not tonight.” You knew he was only being extra dominant because he was angry at John, but you honestly couldn’t get enough of this.

Once James was fully undressed, he climbed on top of you, and crashed his lips to yours. You immediately threw your arms around his neck and threaded your fingers into his dark hair. 


His lips traveled down to the skin between your breats, leaving a trail of wet kisses and hickeys all over you. “You like that?“ he murmured. You nodded your head vigorously, and in reply James slipped his fingers under he waistband of your panties and pulled them down. 


 “James, please,” you groaned out. “Say my name again,” he growled,reaching one hand down to your pussy and pushing slow, hard circles into your clit. 


 "Oh-Ohh, fuck, James” you moaned again, feeling close to what you knew would be one of many orgasms that night. Just as you hit the edge of your climax, he removed his hand completely. “James!” you whined, tempted to just finish yourself off. But, of course you didn’t, because you knew James was in no mood for that tonight. Whenever he was angry he was extremely dominant.


 "Maybe if you hadn’t been flirting with that son of a bitch earlier, I would’ve let you cum.“ 


 "James, come on. How many times do I have to say I’m sorry?” you asked, feeling guilty but also annoyed. It’s not like you actually did anything. 


 "Why don’t you get on your knees and show me how sorry you are instead, darling.“ he responded, an evil looking grin playing on his lips. You smirked back at him and dropped to a kneeling position in front of him. “Open.” he commanded sternly, tapping your lips with the tip of his index finger. You gladly did as he told you to and parted your lips. James thrusted into your mouth quickly, and your eyes widened a bit at the sudden feeling. Your hand immediately went to grip the base of his cock, but he was doing most of the work. You wiggled your tongue in your mouth a bit, teasing his tip, and James moaned at the feeling you were giving him. His eyes were closed and his hands woven into your hair, and you could tell he was getting close. You hollowed your cheeks around his dick, and just when he was about to cum, he pulled out and started pumping himself. 


 "You wanna cum on my tits?“ you asked innocently, licking your lips. And before James could even reply, he released his load all over your chest with a loud groan. You stood up and began walking towards the bathroom, looking back at James with a smirk. “Come shower with me?" 


  James grinned, and easily caught up with you. His hand came down on your ass with a harsh smack, and then slid over to rest on your hip. You pushed the bathroom door closed behind the two of you, and James reached for the faucet to turn on the hot water. Just as you pushed down the lock, you felt his arms snake around your waist and his head rest in the crook between your neck and shoulder, breathing in your scent. You turned to face him and his lips immediately met yours in a frantic and passionate kiss. James’s hands gripped your butt, and lifted you up to his waist. You wrapped your legs around his hips and your arms around his neck. Slowly, careful not to hurt you, James stepped into the stream of hot water. You let the hot water run over your chest, and James leaned down to press wet kisses to your collarbones. A quiet moaned slipped out of your lips, and in response, James began scattering hickeys all over you, starting at your neck and traveling downwards until he had one of your nipples in his mouth. Once he was finished, he pulled his head back to admire his work. "To let everyone know who you belong to,” he whispered. “I need you,” you replied, squeezing your hands around his neck tighter to keep yourself at the same height as him. “Then you’ll have me.” James said, pushing into you roughly. “Mm…darling, you are a revelation.” You leaned your head back against the wall of the shower and moaned loudly, as James continued pounding into you. You reached your hand down to your clit, and quickly rubbed your wet fingers over the sensitive spot. Your stomach practically did backflips as you brought yourself closer and closer to your orgasm. James let out a gasp as he came inside you. He kept fucking you, desperate to make sure your came as well, and you clenched around him as you felt your own orgasm taking over. “Oh, fuck James,” you groaned out, reaching your hands, that were previously around his neck, up to your boobs and gripped them harshly as you rode out your climax. The two of you stayed there, panting, for a few minutes, before James pulled out and gently placed you on the floor of the shower. He turned off the water and stepped out to grab you both towels. “Here, my love. I’m sorry to leave so soon, but I have some work I need to attend to.” You grabbed the towel with a pout, “Right now? Can’t it wait?” James leaned down to kiss your forehead. “It cannot, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll be back soon, dearest.” And with that, James turned towards the door. “I love you, Y/N.” “I love you, too.” you sighed, but James had already closed the door behind him. You stepped out and got dressed again, and by the time you walked out of the bathroom, you saw that James’s towel was on the bed, one of his dresser drawers was open, and he was gone. You closed the drawer, tossed his towel into the hamper, and laid back on his bed to wait. You weren’t sure how long his “work,” whatever it was, was going to take, so you figured you may as well take a nap. You were exhausted after almost every time you had sex with James, so it didn’t take much for you to fall asleep once you were under the covers and had closed your eyes. Ales than an hour later, your eyes shot open to the ringing of the phone on the nightstand. You rolled over with a groan, and picked it up. “Hello?” “Y/N?” Liz asked, even though she knew that it was obviously you, “You need to come downstairs right now– it’s James.” HEY IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO GET OUT OH MY GOD OK ill link parts 1 2 & 3 at the top in case you haven’t read them yet but I hope you guys liked part 4 :-) I know EXACTLY where I’m going with this series thing now, which is why I ended this part the way I did lol so probably you all are getting tired of this whatever it is, but I’m defintely making a part 5 lmao. even though it’s a smut series I kinda wanna add more storyline (like things like pregnancy, engagement/wedding, either James or Y/N having an affair, a threesome, etc have been suggested, and hint !! I’m planning on one of these for the next part 😏😏 have fun figuring out which) so let me know any other ideas you have, I love hearing your guys suggestions!! ❤️ xx -l