riker can you not


I want the studio version of this just for rikerr5 at 1:17

  • riker: captain, i think we should follow strict bofa protocol on this mission
  • picard: you know full well that we already follow the Barred Or Forbidden Armaments protocols and policies with any and all of our missions, riker. a man of your stature should know that.
  • picard: i'd die before i'd take weapons like those banned in the BOFA protocols into a battle, for the sheer damage they can do. horrendous
  • riker: i
  • riker:
  • riker: yes captain
  • picard: if you need a refresher, i suggest you spend some freetime at the holodeck, using the updog course
  • riker: what's updog

Sorry the Riker picture isn’t very clear 😂 just so you can get an image of what they look like!

****Imagine your favorite character keeping a hand over your mouth to muffle your moans of pleasure while they fuck you or go down on you because your friends/family are in the room just around the corner.****

So it was game night at the Lynch house and my boyfriend Riker and I were getting a little bored. We loved the card games, the dance and video games but now it got to board games we got tired. Sitting around the dining table, the family including Ell, Sav and Brandon and Alexa were taking part in Monopoly. I sat next to Riker at the head if the table, and my head slumped against his shoulder. But I couldn’t shake the feeling of taking him into another room and doing him against the wall. Of course, with his family being right here, that couldnt happen.

But it wouldn’t stop me having a little fun right? Slowly trailing my right hand along Rikers left thigh, I reached his zipper on his jeans and looked up at him, desperate to see his reaction. All he did however, was look down at my hand, look at my face and then back at the game. Ha, okay. Let’s step it up a notch.

I leant back in the chair, making sure everybody’s attention was on the board game. Lifting my hips I pulled my boy short panties down from under my skater dress and took them off. Riker was still watching the game, suddenly rolling the dice for us. We only moved two spaces and ended up paying rent to Ryland. Riker just sighed and looked at me, his eyes widening when he saw my panties in my hand. I could only smile at him, but I thought I’d hand them to him under the table. He stuffed them into his pocket and gave me a deep kiss pulling back when Rydel cleared her throat. “Excuse me lovers, we have a game to play. Please refrain from playing tonsil tennis at the table.” I just laughed but Riker had a straight face.

“(Y/N), what do you think you’re doing?! My parents are right across the table!” He whispered into my ear, a little desperation in his voice. “I really want you Riker, but it’s not like we can go in another room and fuck is it?” I replied, kissing his cheek and leaning back again. He just bit his lip and stared at me, not knowing what to do.

But five words were whispered into my ear that changed the tension between us. “Touch yourself for me baby.”
“Riker! I’m not getting myself of in front of your family!”
“Fine. I’ll do it then.”

I couldn’t believe it. Yes I had some sexual frustration building up inside me, but Riker getting me off in front of his whole family wasn’t my idea of release. My thoughts were haltered when Rikers left hand trailed along the inside of my thighs and spread my legs. I just coughed a little and opened them wide enough for him to pleasure me. In the corner of my eye I could see him smirking but still watching everyone playing the stupid fucking game. My concentration was getting more and more limited while his fingers ran up and down my slit, gathering wetness and spreading it around over my lips.

Rubbing anti-clockwise circles on my clit, Riker sat up and grabbed the dice and threw our turn. I got nervous as soon as I made eye contact with Ross, a puzzled look upon his face as he looked at Rikers arm. “What is he doing?” He mouthed to me.
“Nothing.” I mouthed back.
His eyes widened and he gulped as soon as he realised what was happening. It was his turn and he kept his eyes on me and Rikers arm whilst he rolled the dice. One fell to the ground, and he just groaned and went under the table to fetch it.

Riker smiled and rubbed faster, bringing me right to the edge. I couldn’t move or make any noise but my thighs clenched together around his hand, his actions not stopping. The table moved a little as Ross bumped his head, rising from underneath with a pink blush spread across his cheeks. He just cleared his throat and moved his piece along the board, not making eye contact with anyone. “Ross saw everything you know that!?” I whisper-screamed into Rikers ear, my legs shaking a little while I sat up. “Mhmm.” He replied, taking his fingers and bringing them to his lips, making sure Ross could see what he was doing. Ross just gulped again and his hands started to shake a little.

“Guys, I’m really tired. Should we stop this now?” Ross spoke up, looking at me and Riker then at the rest of the family. A few nods and some agreements came from the guys and we ended up packing the game away and saying our good nights.
I headed into the kitchen to get a glass of water and sat up on the breakfast counter. “That was so hot (Y/N).” Turning my head I saw Riker walking in shirtless, running his hand through his hair. “Thank you. Come here please.”

He stood in between my legs and pulled me right to the edge of the counter. “You were such a good girl being quiet for me like that. You’re going to be quiet again for me okay?” His lips ghosted over my ear and began leaving slow kisses down to my shoulder, fingertips gently pulling my straps down. He was serious about this, Riker was actually going to fuck me in the middle of the kitchen of his family home.

As soon as the straps were just below my bra, a cough came from the doorway. I jumped and covered myself, turning around to see Ross with his hands in his pockets. “I just needed a drink.”
“Get one then.” Ah brotherly love. There was a hint of anger in Rikers voice, evidently mad that his little brother interrupted. “Sanitize after, you dirty bastards.” He just giggled and left, his left eye dropping into a wink before walking away.

“He’s gone Riker. Look at me.” I tried to calm him down a little, I didn’t understand why he was getting so mad. “He fucking wants you (Y/N) I can see it in his face.”
I just snorted and pulled his face close to mine. “Well he’s not the one that’s going to be bending me over and fucking me in this kitchen is he?” “Oh fuck I love you.”

Our lips smashed together and our tongues rubbed against the other, savouring the taste of each other’s mouths. Riker hitched my dress up and bunched it around my waist, unbuckled his jeans and pushed them down around his ankles. I jumped down off of the counter, and felt Riker push me to face the other way, pushing my top half down onto the surface. Gripping my hips he pulled me in line with his cock, rubbing it up and down my slit and letting out a moan at how wet I was.

“Jesus baby you’re dripping. Something about being in public turns you on huh?”
I couldn’t speak, I was too caught up in pleasure and fear that we could possibly get caught. “Talk to me baby.” I just let out a moan and nodded at him. “Yes Riker, oh my god. Please just fuck me already, please.” My body started to ache with need and I jutted my hips forward, feeling him slip inside me filling me to the hilt. A loud moan left my mouth and Rikers hand traveled to it keeping me quiet.

“You gotta be quiet for me baby.
You feel so warm around me (y/n), so tight, it’s so fucking good.” I nodded and he pulled his hand away, grabbing my hair and pulling me up. He pulled out and spun me around, lifting me back onto the counter, I knew he did it because he likes eye contact and watching my face when I cum.
“Oh Riker, I fucking love it when you talk to me like this. Please don’t stop.”

His words got filthier as his thrusts got deeper. The pace stayed the same, deep and hard and not too fast. “You’re so dirty for me (y/n), making me finger fuck you in front of my family. You liked it huh?” He said, growling. “Mhmm, it felt so good, I love it when you make me cum. Oh my god, Riker please, don’t stop please don’t stop!” With one arm wrapped around my waist and a hand in my hair, he pushed his lips on mine whilst we came, knowing if he hadn’t, I would’ve screamed the house down.

Slowing his hip motions down, he pulled out and hoisted his jeans up. “Stay there.” My mouth just opened and closed like a goldfish while I pulled my dress back to normal and sat on the top, still coming down from my orgasm a little. Faint whispers could be heard from outside the kitchen and I would have been so embarrassed if the family walked in and knew what had just happened.

But Riker just walked in, in sweats this time. Followed by Ross. Ross was simply in his pink striped boxers and a shirt and was smiling in a devious way. Riker pushed him towards me and he stumbled a little but stood in front of me. “Riker said I could do this.” “Do wha-”
He kissed me. Full on tongues and everything. I didn’t know how to react so I just pushed him back and kept my hands on his shoulders, looking straight at Riker. He was leant against the fridge, his mouth pursed together and his eyebrows raised. “Really? Why?” I asked, really confused as to what was happening. “Look at his raging fucking hard on for you, that’s why. He was being a pervert and he saw us. So I agreed to let him have you just this once. Y'all have fun now.” Riker just smiled at me, gave a glare to Ross as if to say be careful and threw him a condom. “I love you (y/n.”

Okay. So here I was, legs spread with my boyfriends younger brother in between them. “I’ve needed this for a long time okay. I’m sorry. You’re just so ho-”
My hand pressed against his mouth and I jumped off the counter, sinking down to my knees. “Be quiet for me Ross, and I’ll make it worth your while.” Ross bit his lip and nodded.

I pulled his hard length from his boxers and jacked it off for a little while, running my thumb over the sensitive tip before replacing my thumb with my tongue. He jerked his hips forward and let out a small groan. So I stopped and sat back on my heels. “I said be quiet Ross. Make one more noise and I’ll leave.” His face turned into a desperate expression and I felt kinda bad for him. So I gave him the best head of his life. Just before he came however, I stood and like his brother, he towered over me. I looked up into his eyes and stood on my tippy toes, our mouths about an inch apart.

“So are you gonna fuck me or what?”
“Heck yeah.”

Ross grabbed the condom from the table top and slid it on. Then he gripped the back of my thighs and lifted my legs around his waist. He pushed me against the wall and naturally my dress had ridden up just enough for him to push straight inside.
“Holy shit. Oh my god you’re perfect.”
“Thanks Ross, I won’t lie you’re not so bad yourself.” He chuckled and blushed, so I kissed him really slowly and let him savour the moment. I gently slid my tongue inside his mouth and smiled into the kiss when he reciprocated. “Move Ross.”
He was shocked I think, hence why he stilled inside of me. But then he began to thrust and hit my g-spot perfectly. Talented and young, Ross was lucky and he was so gonna get girls in the future with his little smirk and his massive cock.

“Cum for me Ross. Give it to me like you’ve always wanted to. Come on I wanna feel it baby.” I encouraged him, watching his face screw up in concentration and his teeth sinking into his bottom lip. “But - I, I haven’t ma-made you cum yet.” He stuttered, one of his hands dropping down my body and rubbing at my nub. “oh god Ross. Baby, I already came twice tonight. I’m too sensitive it’s okay. You cum.”

He just moaned and whimpered a little, signalling he was close. I pushed him away and jumped down to my knees, gripping his cock in my hands and pulling the condom off, kitten licking the tip before sucking him all in down my throat. “Ugh fuck yes. I’m gonna cum (y/n). Oh my god I’m gonna cum.”

I pulled my head away, and jerked him off, watching as he threw his head back and moaned. Hot spurts of cum landed across my chest and he looked down and breathed out a moan. “Fucking hell (y/n). Thank you so much baby. You’re so perfect.”

“It’s okay Ross. I’d say anytime but Riker has a little ban on sharing me.”
Ross laughed and tucked himself back into his boxers, admiring me from afar whilst I pulled my dress down and grabbing some kitchen tissue. Wiping the liquids from my chest, I pulled my straps up and grabbed two bottles of water, chucking one to Ross. I walked back to him and looked up into his eyes, his eyes watching my lips as they grew closer to his. But just before they could touch-

“What the hell are you two doing down here?!?!”
Ross nearly jumped a foot in the air when Rydel whisper-shouted from the doorway.
“I was just getting some water and Advil for Ross, he came down with a major headache and was moaning about it.” I rolled my eyes and handed some painkillers to Ross, giving him the face to just go along with it.
“Yeah, it actually hurts so bad.”
“Well hurry up and go to bed guys, it’s 3am.”
Rydel jogged upstairs and as soon as I heard the bedroom door close, I let out a breath of relief. Riker walked in with an empty bottle.

“How was it?” He asked Ross, walking past him and filling up his bottle. “Man, it was awesome, she feels so good, oh my god like, she gives head-”
“Yeah okay Ross, he gets it.” Riker took a sip of his water and grabbed me from behind, placing a cold and wet kiss to my shoulder. “Cool.”
Ross just had a massive grin on his face while he thanked me and Riker. I just giggled at his stuttering and his excitement, and Riker slapped my butt, making me shut up straight away.
“Same time tomorrow?” Riker asked Ross.


Riker imagine - more than friends

Requested on wattpad. I feel bad because I haven’t written that much, so I tried to make this a bit longer than my usual imagines… I hope its okay

While R5 are on a break from touring, they decided to go back to Colorado to visit their family and old friends for a week. You, being Riker’s best friend, accompanied them. You’ve known the Lynch’s for years now – they’re like your second family. Although Riker’s like an older brother to you, sometimes you can’t help but wonder if the two of you would make a good couple or not. You’ve mentioned your feelings to Rydel, and all she said was, “You guys would be my OTP if you started dating.” In Rydel terms, that was basically her blessing for you to date her brother.

You don’t have courage to ask Riker out, let alone tell him your feelings for him. You’ve been crushing on him for over a year now. At first, you thought it was just a phase, and hoped it’d pass. But it didn’t. He’s on your mind all day, and all night. Even when you saw him two seconds before, your mind would be stuck on him.

While Rydel helps her mom and grandmother cook and set up a lovely dinner, you and Riker decide to take a walk around their old neighborhood. The two of you have been chatting about anything and everything that comes to mind. This is your first time to Colorado, so Riker’s pointing out some houses and streets that have some sort of story to go with them.

“Hey Y/N,” he says as the two of you turn a corner.

You smile softly. “Yeah?”

“Can I ask you something?”

You nod and kick a small pebble with the toe of your sneaker. “Anything.”

You see him bite down on his lower lip and look straight ahead. “Have you ever had a crush on someone that you knew you couldn’t ever date?”

With a frown, you nod. “Yeah. Why?”

He shrugs. “Just wondering.”

“Have you?” you ask after a moment’s hesitation.

Riker glances to you, a small smile forming on his face. “I just have this huge crush on a girl, but I know she doesn’t like me that way.”

“Why do you say that?” You raise your eyebrows, trying not to show any emotion. You don’t want to make yourself excited in case he’s talking about someone else – which you think he probably is.

“She’s a really good friend,” he replies. “I know she only likes me as a friend.”

“Oh.” You struggle to find the words to say. Who is he talking about? Should you ask? What if he says someone else? That would absolutely crush you.

“But I just feel so awkward around her now,” Riker continues to say. “Like, I feel like every word I say is going to sound stupid and make her think I’m an idiot. I feel like I’ll just do something really stupid.”

You smile softly. “If she’s really such a good friend, she wouldn’t think you’re an idiot.” You shove his shoulder playfully. “Even though you can sometimes be a bit dimwitted.”

“Hey!” he scoffs with a smirk and rolls his eyes. “I’m smart.”

“Mhm.” You grin teasingly and look towards the field next to the sidewalk.

Riker narrows his eyes. “I’m warning you, Y/N …”

“Oh yeah? Can’t warn me if you can’t catch me.” You bolt to the field before Riker has the chance to respond. You hear him laugh, then run after you. You know he’s a faster runner than you, so you try to zig zag around rocks and twigs to make it harder for him. Unfortunately, you end up tripping over a root and tumble onto the grass. You let out an oomf when you hit the ground, and hear Riker’s running slow to a jog.

“You okay?” he asks with a laugh.

“Fine,” you grumble, moving so you’re sitting on your bum instead of leaning on your hands and knees.

Riker smiles down at you. “I think this counts as me catching you.”

You shrug. “I suppose so.”

He takes a seat beside you and sighs. “Y’know what Rydel said to me this morning?”


“She said we’d be a cute couple,” he murmurs. “I asked why, and she just said because we practically already act like a couple, and that she ships us.”

You try to hide the smile on your face. “Really? What um … what do you think?”

Riker bites his lip momentarily as he locks eye contact with you. “I think she’s right about us already acting like a couple. I mean, have you seen us?”

You laugh lightly as he chuckles. “Yeah … we are pretty close, huh?”

He looks to his lap and nods. “Would you … I mean, if you want … maybe we could um … make Rydel happy … and like … be like a couple … yeah …”

Your eyebrows shoot up and your cheeks turn pink. “Are you asking me out?”

He nods sheepishly and looks up to you through his eyelashes. “Like you said, we already act like a couple. I know you probably only like me as a friend …”

You smile and shake your head. “I’m the girl, aren’t I?”

He nods again, and says nothing. You lean in closer and look down to his lips. “You realize that if we start dating, Rydel will never leave us alone, right?”

Riker laughs softly. “I’m willing to endure that.”

“Good.” You smile and move your lips so they’re less than a centimetre from his. “Because I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

Data: I am thinking of pursuing a romantic relationship.

Guinan: This is a very complex matter, and I can’t give you certain advice.

Geordi: This is a very complex matter, and I can’t give you certain advice.

Deanna: This is a very complex matter, and I can’t give you certain advice.

Picard: This is a very complex matter, and I can’t give you certain advice.


Riker imagine, your third anniversary; 

[Requested on wattpad] WARNING: major cute fluffiness with a dash of feels.

When you walk through the front door of your house that you share with Riker, you notice that almost all the lights are out. “Riker?” You call out. “In the living room, babe,” he calls back. You take off your shoes and jacket, then make your way to the living room. Riker is sitting on the couch with a large teddy bear in his lap. On the coffee table is a big bouquet of your favourite flowers, along with a box of chocolates. “Hey Y/N,” Riker says, grinning. You can’t help but smile. “Hey … what’s all this?” You inquire whilst sitting next to him on the couch. “Well, I thought to myself, what could I get Y/N for our anniversary that is super cheesy? So, I got this.” He hands you the teddy bear that’s almost as big as you. You giggle. “Aw thank you, that’s really sweet. But aren’t you afraid I’ll prefer to cuddle him instead of you?” You tease. Riker chuckles and shakes his head. “No, I’m a great cuddler,” he boasts. You smile and peck his cheek. “Yes you are.” He stands up, looks at you and says, “I’ll be right back!” He then bolts to the closet and rummages around inside of it. “There’s more stuff?” You ask, slightly shocked. You know that Riker always likes to go big and beyond, but you were half thinking that this anniversary would be relaxed and calm – as neither of you really spoke much of it before. “I got you one more thing,” he tells you, returning to the living room. He sits on the couch with a white box in the palm of his hand. You tilt your head and set the teddy bear at your feet, wondering what it could be within the box. The two of you are already engaged, so it can’t be a proposal ring. Riker hands you the small box. You open it and see a silver chain with a light gold locket on it. You pick up the necklace and open the locket carefully. Inside it is a picture of you and Riker on your first date, three years ago today. You feel tears brimming your lower eyelid. “Oh, Riker,” you whisper. He smiles. “Look on the back,” he says. You flip the locket over to see an engraving on it. I love you to the moon and back. A warm tear slips down your cheek. “Thank you, thank you so much.” You hug Riker tightly and bury your face in his neck. He smiles and holds you close to his chest. “Anything for you, darling,” he mumbles back.

After staying like that for a few minutes, you suddenly remember that you have a present for him as well. “One sec,” you tell him. You pass him the bear, then go to the spare bedroom where you hid his present. You come back a minute later with an envelope in your hands. “Here,” you say while you hand it to him. Riker smiles as you sit down and he begins to work at the seal. Once the seal’s open, he pulls a card out. On the front is a golden floral-spiral design with the words, Happy Anniversary. He grins and opens the card. When he does, a piece of paper falls out onto the lap. He reads what you wrote in the card first. “Aw, thank you babe.” He leans over and gives your lips a quick kiss. After the kiss ends, Riker picks up the paper on his lap and unfolds it. His eyes widen. “Y/N …” he mumbles, staring at the paper. You smile. “I called your dad, and asked him when your break was. He helped me arrange that,” you inform him. He looks from the paper to you, then back at the paper. You had saved up some money for a while and bought you and Riker a trip to the Caribbean. “I don’t know what to say,” he whispers. You smile widely and wrap your arms around his neck loosely. “You don’t have to say anything,” you reply. “You’re amazing. I can’t believe this,” he says quietly. “You deserve a break. And I thought that a trip down south would be great.” You smile. Riker kisses your face in many places, then brings his lips in front of yours. “Later tonight you and I will have a little trip down south in the bedroom, how does that sound?” He whispers. You smile and bite your lip. “That sounds great. Happy anniversary Riker.” “Happy anniversary baby. I love you so much.” “I love you too.”


Riker is the lead singer from now on… you can’t convince me otherwise