Crashed on the floor when I moved in This little bungalow with some strange new friends Stay up too late, and I’m too thin We promise each other it’s ‘til the end Now we’re spinning empty bottles It’s the five of us With pretty eyed boys girls die to trust I can’t resist the day No, I can’t resist the day
It was a usual thing for Nate and I to hang out. I mean, he was my best friend after all. So it wasn’t a surprise for me and him to be out at the beach today. It was hot and he had a day off from the studio. Swazz and Tez were gonna meet us here after they woke up.
Since I was an early riser, and Nate had stayed at mine last night, it wasn’t a surprise that the beach was kinda empty. I mean it was only 9:30 a.m.
So I took my shirt and shorts off, revealing my bikini.
Laying out on my stomach on my towel I looked over at Nate and smiled.
“hey Nate” I smiled.
“yeah?” he asked, looking at me.
“can you put some lotion on my back, I don’t wanna burn” I pouted out my bottom lip a bit.
“really (y/n)?” he asked.
“please please please.” I begged. “I’d do it for you!”
“fine” he rolled his eyes playfully.
I smiled and laid on my stomach, untying the back of my bikini so I didn’t have a line.
Nate straddled my ass and started massaging the lotion onto my back. It felt good. Nate’s hands were so strong so it felt so good.
When Nate was finished he rolled off me and laid on his back next to me and looked over at me, smiling. We made small conversation, laughing around and everything like we always do.
I couldn’t deny that I was attracted to Nate. It was hard not to be. And with all the time we spend together, it’s not uncommon for him to stay at mine, or I usually stay at his.
I guess we kinda have a thing…kinda? Like it’s nothing for us to hold hands, and kiss here and there. And one night at one of the guys’ parties, Nate and I ended up sleeping together. But the way he talked to me during it, it made me feel like he wanted more than just sex.
“so how’s your art stuff going?” Nate asked, breaking me out of my thoughts. I smiled as I dove into my answer, quickly getting lost, rambling on about art.
Nate smiled as he listened to you talk. He couldn’t help it. He’s never really been about just one girl before, but with you it was different. He felt like a fool for having a thing for his best friend.
he loved watching you talk about something you were so passionate about. He knew how your art was going, he was just at your place last night and he saw your studio. He saw all the works mounted on the walls, or leaning against one another on the floor. He knew it was going good. He just loved to hear you talk about it.
All the guys give him a hard time about you as well. Always asking him when he’s finally gonna cuff you, saying if he don’t one of them will cause you’re ‘wifey’ material…according to John and Sammy, and even Johnson. They always call you his girlfriend whenever you’re not around, cause as much as they love messing with him, they would never embarrass him in front of you like that.
“I’m gonna go get in. I’m sweating.” I spoke, tying the back of my suit and getting up. “you coming?” I asked standing above Nate now.
“yeah” he smiled, getting up with me.
We started walking towards the ocean side by side, really close. He smiled over at me and slipped his hand into mine. I couldn’t help the smile that came onto my face as we headed into the water.
As we got in I pulled my hand out of Nate’s and bent down to splash him. Childish maybe, but I just had too.
Nate then turned to me and splashed me back, and soon it was a splash fight. I was laughing and running from Nate as he chased me. Well Nate is way more athletic than me, so he of course caught me, spinning me around in his arms.
I bit my lip and smiled up at him. His eyes piercing into mine. His hands on my waist as he slowly leaned down and our lips met.
It wasn’t long until we were hit with a wave, us stumbling over a bit. I got knocked over, and went under with the wave.
When I surfaced I was picked up from behind and spun around, knowing it was Nate.
“the boys should be here any minute” he mumbled in my ear.
“we can get out now.” I smiled as he set me down.
back up on the beach I laid out on my towel, it was like 2 by now. Swazz and Tez on their way, and Sammy and Stass were coming too.
“hey ma, you want a drink?” Nate asked from beside me, causing me to sit up a bit and look at him.
“yeah” I smiled. “can you get me a-”
“corona with lime or captain and coke?” Nate cut me off, knowing my favorite drinks.
“captain please.” I smiled.
I laid on my stomach and closed my eyes while I waited for Nate to return.
When I felt a hand slap my ass I knew it was Nate. I couldn’t help but let out a little yelp, but also bite my lip because I liked it.
I turned and raised my brow at Nate who just smirked and winked at me and then handed me my drink.
It wasn’t long before Tez and Swazz showed up. We sat around and all talked and stuff before the two guys ran off to get in the water with some girls.
I was sitting in front of Nate now, in between his legs, my back against his chest, his arms wrapped around me, legs bent.
His hand was toying with the top of my bottoms. I turned my head to look up at him sideways.
“whatcha doing bup?” I asked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” he smirked, capturing my lips in his, and slipping his hand into my bottoms. I pulled back and gasped.
“Nate we’re in public.” I looked around nervously, everyone seeming too busy to notice us.
“shhh, it’s okay” he chuckled a bit.
I bit my lip as he started to rub up along my folds. Rubbing my clit I threw my head back against his shoulder.
“you’re already so wet.”
He was teasing me, and he was enjoying it. Just rubbing my clit was turning me on. I was holding in my moans. I started to grind against his hand, needing more.
“yo” Sammy’s voice behind us stopped Nate’s actions, removing his hand from my bottoms.
“hey guys” I smiled.
“awe you two are so cute” Stass smiled.
I just smiled, but I was kinda annoyed. I was turned on and I needed Nate. Now.
Stass and I got up and went and got drinks while all the guys bullshitted, just talking and stuff.
“so what’s going on between you and Nate?”
“I don’t know. I mean. We’re best friends. But…I like him.” I admitted. I mean, I might as well. I’m sure it’s obvious.
“well yeah, I can tell you two like each other, but like are you dating? fucking? what?”
“neither. I guess we’re just hanging out.”
“hmmm…I’ll have to talk to him then” she laughed.
“oh no. don’t worry about it.”
Stass and I hung out at the bar and talked a little more, and soon a felt hands snake around me from behind.
“hey” Nate breathed in my ear.
I didn’t reply though, cause I was still upset about the whole teasing me in public thing.
“the silent treatment?” he asked in disbelief when I looked at him with knowing eyes.
“I bet I got something that’ll have you screaming.” he spoke lowly in my ear.
I rolled my eyes.
“why don’t we find out then?” he said to me then turned to Sam and Stass. “I’ll be right back, I saw my friend over there and I’m gonna go see him.”
Nate turned to walk away, looking and winking at me before he disappeared.
I waited a few seconds before I looked at Sam and Stass and excused myself. “as fun as it is sitting here and third wheeling with you two, I’ve gotta go pee.”
And I got up and left, walking towards the bathrooms, looking around for Nate.
I was walking by a row of changing, closet type things when Nate came out of one and grabbed me and pulled me into one.
I giggled as he closed the curtain behind us.
“still giving me the silent treatment?” he asked, hands on my waist. I didn’t say anything just nodded up at him with a sly smile on my face.
“we’ll see how long that lasts” he spoke before he smashed his lips on mine, wrapping his arms around me.
I reached down and started to palm him through his swim trunks.
“eager?” he chuckled, which resulted in me pulling my hand away from him.
“no no no” he muttered while he grabbed my hand and put it down his shorts. His hand started massaging my boob causing me to let out a little moan.
His lips moved along my jaw then down to my neck, eliciting a moan from me when he found my sweet spot.
His hands went from my boobs down to my ass, massaging my cheeks and sliding his hand down and cupping my heat.
“babe I can feel how wet you are already.” he teased, looking at me, bringing his hand to the front, his thumb in my bottoms, teasingly tugging on them.
I let out a little whine causing Nate to chuckle before he pulled the string on the bottoms letting them fall around my ankles. He immediately started rubbing along my folds and toying with my clit as I smashed my lips to his, one hand still stroking his member.
I moaned out at the feeling. I needed more and Nate knew. He was teasing me to an extreme.
“are you still not talking to me?” Nate muttered, looking in my eyes. I bit my lip as he dipped two fingers into me causing me to let out a muffled moan.
“come on, just tell me what you want babe” he smirked, curling his fingers inside of me.
“please” I whined, taking his dick out of his shorts hoping he’d get the hint.
“what? want me to fuck you?”
“yes” I practically begged, causing Nate to let out a little chuckle.
“alright, bend over babygirl.”
In no time I turned around and bent over, resting my hands on the little bench in the room. I turned to look at Nate who had his dick in his hand and was stroking himself a bit as he lined himself up with my entrance.
“are you ready?” he muttered and I could only let out a little whine as he pushed the tip in.
“fuck you’re tight” he groaned as he pushed all the way in, stretching my walls.
“move” I whined, needing more.
Nate started to slowly thrust into me and I moaned out. I started fucking back, meeting his thrusts. He grabbed my hair in his hand pulling it back as he started to thrust harder.
both of us were moaning out and you could hear our skin slapping together.
“fuck I’m close” Nate groaned, reaching down with his other hand and rubbing my clit causing me to moan out his name.
“me too” I panted, clenching around him.
“fuck babe” he groaned as I clenched around him again.
with a few more deep hard thrusts I moaned out Nate’s name as I came, Nate riding out my high before pulling out.
“suck me babe” he groaned as he stroked himself a few times.
I dropped to my knees and wrapped my hand around the base of his member and took him into my mouth. Nate taking my hair into a makeshift ponytail, and fucking my mouth.
It was sloppy, it was loud, but it wasn’t long before he came, shooting his load down my throat.
I swallowed his load and removed my mouth with a ‘pop’ noise and looking up.
“c’mere” he muttered, his eyes looking glossy.
I stood up and Nate grabbed my cheeks in one hand and kissed me gently and briefly.
“that was amazing.”
“yeah” I breathed out.
“we should get back out there.” he smiled.
“yeah, lemme just put these back on.” I laughed, bending down to slid my bottoms back up, earning a little slap on my butt from Nate.
Nate and I exited the little tent together, walking back to our spots on the beach hand in hand. Talking and laughing at something the other said we joined Sammy, Stass, John and Tez.
“welcome back” Sammy smirked.
“yeah sorry. I bumped into Nate on my way back from the bathroom and we stopped and talked to his friend.” I smiled.
“I’m sure you guys did some bumping, but it wasn’t into one of his friends if you know what I mean.” Tez laughed.
“hey, it was all her, she can’t behave herself out in public.” Nate teased, squeezing my side.
“shut up” I laughed, blushing and turning into Nate a bit.
“I’m sorry. It’s just my girl is fire.” Nate chuckled, pulling me into him more and kissing the top of my head.
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The two of you had managed to swiftly escape the party, rushing onto the busy streets of New York. Harry placed his fingers into his mouth and whistled a cab over to the two of you.
The bright yellow cab pulled up and Harry held the door open for you as you climbed in, making sure your dress wasn’t caught up.
“Where to, Sir?” The cab driver asked Harry. You looked over at him and he simply winked.
“Central Park please, mate.” He nodded and pulled out into the traffic. Harry looked over at you and cleared his throat. “So, welcome to the Styles tour of the Big Apple. First stop, Central Park.”
You smiled widely at him and your heart fluttered. Maybe with admiration or nerves, you weren’t sure. This was all overwhelming.
The cab drive was pretty short to your surprise and he pretty much pulled up infront of the entrance gates.
Harry paid the fare and we climbed out, shutting the doors behind us.
And it was the best decision of your life.
You were greeted by the hustle and bustle of New Yorkers and tourists, walking out and in of the park.
“Wow.” You murmured to yourself.
This was better than you could’ve ever imagined. The park was lit up with fairy lights from stalls or the classic pathway lighting. Either way, it made it look magical.
“Shall we?” Harry asked you, pulling you out of your stare. His hand was outreached towards you, fingers wiggling slightly. You smiled and placed your hand in his, intertwining your fingers with his.
“So, this is Central Park.” Harry spoke, swinging your hands between the both of you.
The two of you were definitely receiving a few odd glances.
You didn’t blame them bearing in mind you were in a gold gown and Harry a sharp suit. You pulled the hem of the dress off the floor slightly as you walked to stop it from getting dirty.
“People are staring.” You light heartedly commented. Harry scoffed and shrugged.
“Let them. They’re probably just jealous of the spontaneous adventure we’re having.” You couldn’t argue with that. If you were walking through the park, you’d be staring at the two young people.
There was a slight breeze in the air and your cut out dress wasn’t the warmest of clothing. Harry had noticed your ‘hidden’ shivers. He removed his blazer and slung it over your shoulders, rubbing your arms briefly.
“Thank you. And really, thank you, Harry.” You said with such appreciation. Obviously you couldn’t stay for long but this was a dream come true.
“Hey! We’re not done yet, (Y/N)! We are still yet to get a hot dog. Don’t know ‘bout you but I’m starvin’.” And before you knew it, Harry was dragging you towards a hot dog stand.
“Two number 5’s please.” You observed the small ‘menu’ to realise that a number 5 was onions, ketchup, mustard and a tomato paste.
It looked devine.
Harry whispered in your ear, “You’ll love it. I get it everytime we’re here.” You didn’t doubt him at all.
Your hot dogs were served wrapped in a napkin and Harry got the two of you a beer. You weren’t one of those people who would want a glass of wine, a Corona with a lime in was perfection.
You thanked the man behind the stall and strolled until you found an unoccupied bench, hotdog and bag covered beer in hands.
“Ready?” Harry wiggled an eyebrow. You took a deep breath and nodded. “3…2…1… devour!” The two of you took a huge bite out of the hot dog and both let out low groans at the taste.
You knew New York were famous for their hot dogs but fucking hell, you didn’t realise how famous. This was heaven wrapped in a napkin drenched in ketchup, mustard and onions.
“Good?” Harry asked you with his mouth full of hotdog. Not bothering to swallow, you just mumbled an incoherent reply of:
“So good, fuck me.” Harry chuckled and took another bite.
It’s safe to say that those hot dogs didn’t last longer than 5 minutes. Neither did the beers.
Harry had his arm wrapped around your shoulders as you cuddled into his side.
It was around 10:45pm and a few people had walked past you with their dogs or going for a jog.
You happily watched them all, Harry’s hand resting casually on your thigh. Your mind started to wonder else where for a moment.
You started picturing… a life with Harry.
You were being utterly ridiculous and most likely drunk since you were a bit of a lightweight.
But you carried on.
Hopefully your modelling career would carry on the upward spiral it was on and you would be able to afford your own place in the city, maybe sharing with Harry…
“(Y/N?)” You flicked your head up to see his smirking. “Lost you there, Love.” You blushed and hid your face in his neck, and kissed the hollow of his throat, without really thinking about it.
Harry didn’t complain.
It felt natural.
You were outside your hotel room now. It was around 1am and the both of you were knackered but desperately tried not to show it.
Harry was leaning against the doorway, laughing a little drunkenly with you leaning against the door, not yet in the room.
You didn’t want to leave him.
Not when you’re meant to be leaving tomorrow.
“I had a really nice time tonight, Harry. Thank you for showing me the ‘Brit’ experience.” You smiled. Harry proudly smirked before resting his hand on your arm.
“It was my pleasure.” He let his hand linger there for a few moments before sliding it gracefully up towards your shoulder, then your neck and finally your cheek.
You face naturally leant into his touch as he thumb rubbed over your skin.
“(Y/N)…” Harry stammered. “I know it may be a bit soon but I’ve wanted to all evening…”
Of course you knew what he was talking about but you were trying to keep him here as long as possible, so a little teasing hurt nobody.
“Do what?” You asked.
Harry licked his lips almost nervously and chuckled.
“Kiss you.” Harry whispered. You furrowed your brows.
"Pardon?“ You tried to keep this little act up but you broke down into giggles and Harry caught on, rolling his eyes in a playful manner.
"May I kiss you?” Harry repeated this time, a little louder.
You thought about it, standing on your tip toes slightly.
“You may.” You whispered this time. Before you could process it all, his lips were on yours. It was a short kiss, almost to make sure it was okay.
And it was more than okay.
You kissed him back, his bottom lip folding over yours.
His tongue skimmed your bottom lip lightly before retracting his lips.
You opened your eyes to see him smirking and starting to walk away.
You frowned confused.
“Will I see you again?” You shouted, feeling a little cliché.
“Oh, that I will make sure of. Sleep tight, my little tourist.” Harry replied before turning the corner, leaving you in the doorway, slightly swollen lips, slightly tipsy head but a pounding heart.
A/N: Here’s a new one I’ve had in my mind for a bit. Hope you like it!!
Reader x ???? - The reader is called in on a case at the most trying of times. When she runs into the Winchester’s.
I sat at the bar,
casually running my fingertip around the rim of my glass. My empty
glass. My glass that would need to be filled many more times
throughout the course of the evening. Even more than it already had.
The bartender walked over to me. There must have been a shift
change at some point since the woman standing in front of me now was
no longer the six foot tall, chubby, brown haired and bearded man
that had been routinely pouring me drink after drink for the last few
hours. No. Instead, I was greeted by a fresh faced 20 something
with long flowing curly blonde hair and a rack that could rival Dolly
Parten on a good day.
“What can I get
ya?” She asked, a slight edge to her voice. I held my glass up to
her, tapping it with the pointer finger of my left hand.
“Rum and coke.
And keep ‘em coming.” I gave her a smile, as much of one as I
quickly and the light caught the diamond stud protruding from her
nostril along with the silver hoop wrapped around her bottom lip.
“I’ll make you
a deal,” she said, filling my glass from the soda spigot while
tipping the rum in underneath it. I looked up at her expectantly,
pouring, but you start talking.” I let out a chortle, full of sass
and doubt, as I shook my head no and lifted the glass up to my lips.
you’ve been here all night. Most of the afternoon, too.” I
drained the glass, setting it back down in front of her as her
eyebrows creased and she hesitantly gave me a refill.
experience? You don’t drink the way you’re drinking without a pretty
damn good reason.”
“Guess I must
have a good reason then.” I took a gulp of my freshly filled
She said, her voice full of zest and youthful naivete.
“Jade, is it?”
I asked. She nodded in the affirmative, a smile splayed across her
mouth. “I’m not feeling much like sharing tonight. So if you
don’t mind? Just keep my glass full until last call, and I’ll stay
here quiet, not causing any trouble, and I’ll tip ridiculously well.
Sound good?” I saw the hope behind her eyes dwindle as she hid a
scowl behind a sad smile. I placed a newly emptied glass back down
in front of her, never breaking eye contact. After a few seconds she
sighed and filled my drink again before walking away to be the hero
for some other patron.
I took another
sip of the blood warming concoction, closing my eyes as I partook,
and holding back a satisfied sigh as the glass rested back down on
the bar. The chair next to me suddenly was filled. Accompanied by a
thick musty air that demanded attention.
The man now
sitting at my right captured Jade’s attention and made quick work of
flirtatiously ordering a beer. “Corona with lime, if you don’t
mind, beautiful.” I could almost hear the smarmy wink that
undoubtedly accompanied his order.
Thrilled as I was
for my new bar mate, I turned around in my chair, my glass still
firmly attached to my hand as I walked myself down to the other end
of the bar. The vacant end. I sat back down, making sure Jade saw
just where I was so as not to run dry.
My phone began to
buzz in my coat pocket. Pulling it out, I glanced at the caller ID.
A genuine smile graced my lips as I gently touched the green Accept
button and held the phone up to my ear.
“Y/N, glad you
answered.” His voice was almost pained.
okay? Is Bess alright?” I asked, panic lacing its way into my
We’re fine. It’s just that…” He trailed off.
“Spit it out,
Fitz.” I was uncharacteristically short, and his tone had me
“Darn it, Y/N.
I know you’ve got a lot on your plate and you’re dealing with enough
already. It’s just that…”
“It’s a vamp
nest,” he sighed, dejected. “It’s right by you, otherwise I
wouldn’t bother you.”
“How do you
know where I am?” I asked. His only response was silence. “Fitz,
did you tag the GPS on my phone again?” Anger was rising in my
voice, as I started getting to my feet.
“Y/N, I know
how much you hate it when I do, it’s just-” I cut him off.
the hell?!” I was filled with all encompassing rage.
“The nest is
about thirty miles East of you. Somewhere on Kirk Road in a town
called Aurora. Let me know if you need backup.” He spat out the
job before abruptly disconnecting.
I shoved my
phone back into my pocket as I slugged back the last of my drink.
“Hey, Jade,” I called. Grabbing a couple of hundreds from my
wallet, I threw them down on the bar, effectively settling my tab.
“Can you call me a cab?”
She smiled at me
as she continued wiping down the bar in front of her, the musky man
now looking over at me, apparently confused by my interruption.
“Chuck’s your best bet. He’ll be sitting outside. Big friendly
guy with the stinkiest cigar on the porch. Can’t miss him.”
answered as I tossed another fifty dollar bill onto the bar. “Keep
I found Chuck on
the porch as promised and walked towards him, money in hand and asked
for a ride. “Where to?” He asked, a jovial smile on his face
that you couldn’t help but answer back in kind.
“The motel down
town. Red Robin I think?”
He scowled at me.
“Nice girl like you shouldn’t be staying in a place like that.
Not the best area of town you know.”
“Thanks for the
tip, Chuck,” I answered genuinely. “But I’m already checked in.
Maybe I’ll find a better establishment tomorrow night.”
“I hope you
do.” His voice was all sincerity. “There’s a nice place much
closer to the bar, and a lot less seedy. Just tell them Chuck sent
you.” I smiled back at the fatherly man, thanking him as he pulled
up next to my car. After he had declined to take my money, I walked
into my hotel room, put a cup of coffee on the generic single cup
pot, and began looking up every news article I could find in the
* * *
Sam had walked
into the Winner’s Circle bar, ready to drag his brother out before
he’d even sat down. “Come on, Dean. We’ve gotta go.”
have a little fun. Just one drink with your big brother?” He took
a seat, gesturing to the beer in front of his brother just in time to
hear the beginnings of an argument at the other end of the bar.
job?” He could just make out the words that the woman was biting
out into the phone as he raised the neck of his beer to his lips.
“Garth, what the hell?!” The words rang in his ears.
Sam looked over
at his brother, making sure that he had heard the same conversation.
The look on his face confirmed it as they both mouthed the word
“Hunter?” at each other.