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Day 1: Masturbation- Adrian Chase has some embarrassing thoughts about his coworker, too bad he left his phone in his pocket.
Additional tags: accidental voyerism, phone sex, desperate Adrian, pervert Adrian

Day 2: Coming Untouched- You’re tired, but Adrian is just so desperate.
Additional tags: Strapping, pegging, sub!Adrian

Day 3: Threesome- If you had any idea about what you’d be doing in the other dimension, it certainly was not anything like this.
Additional tags: Eating out, vaginal fingering, double penetration (?), creampie, humping

Day 4: Accidental Voyeurism- You and Adrian are forced to work late at HQ. One call from Chris creates a domino effect.
Additional tags: Handjob, blowjob, quiet sex, hair pulling (very mild)

Day 5: Finger sucking- The mysterious Vigilante has eluded you for a few weeks now, and now she's on your couch after a particularly good beating. What could possibly happen?
Additional tags: Lesbian!Adrian, stalker-y actions, come licking, eating out, vaginal fingering

Day 6: Intoxication- After the roof party with the 11th Street kids, you and Adrian head to the bathroom to clean up.
Additional tags: Drunk sex, bathroom sex, p in v sex, creampie

Day 7: Chastity- You and Adrian try to make work a little more exciting.

Day 8: Humiliation- Adrian hates his mom, but something she says gives you an idea.

Day 9: Wall Sex- Sometimes, Adrian can’t help himself when he’s exhausted.

Day 10: Oral sex/punishment- Sometimes, Adrian needs to be put in his place.

Day 11: Handcuffs/come licking- It’s your guys’ night off, and you have more than a few ideas.

Day 12: Temporary/Permanent Marks- You didn’t think too far ahead to an awkward day at work when you were with Adrian last night.

Day 13: Dildos- Adrian asks to explore a kink he’s been thinking about.

Day 14: Possessive Sex- After a really rough day in the field, all you want to do is fuck your boyfriend after almost losing him.

Day 15: Semi-public/Sex Pollen- Adrian got hit with something, and now he’s acting super weird while you’re driving him home.

Day 16: Remote Control- You and Adrian have a few more ideas about how to make work more fun.

Day 17: Messy Sex- Sometimes you guys get carried away, sometimes. This was one of those times.

Day 18: Genital Torture- You had to try something out after hearing Adrian during that run-in with Goff.

Day 19: Creampie- What it says on the tin.

Day 20: Tentacles- Adrian gets himself in way more trouble than intended

Day 21: Break/rest day

Day 22: Quiet Sex- While on a mission, you and Adrian have to keep quiet. No one ever said how.

Day 23: Praise Kink/Biting- Small drabble, Adrian likes being a brat sometimes.

Day 24: Anal Sex/Gags- Yeah, again, literally just the title

Day 25: Impact Play- Adrian likes to get hit. Hard.

Day 26: Cucking- You can’t help yourself when you see two Adrians in the same place.

Day 27: Hairpulling- You both find out something new about each other.

Day 28: Multiple Orgasms- After seeing Adrian during the roof party, you drag him behind you into Harcourt’s bathroom.

Day 29: Body Worship- Adrian’s a little more than “a bit buzzed” after a night out. You guys don’t even make it to the front door.

Day 30: Fucking machine/Degradation- It is what it is (I’m running out of juice guys :’(

Day 31: Uniform Kink/Aftercare- He sneaks in after a rough night as Vigilante.

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You had finally sat down on your bed when Adrian’s number popped up on your phone. You had just gotten home from hanging out at the bar with the Eleventh Street Kids. At one point during the night, Adrian seemed to get so worked up after the conversation turned into questions about your sex life. He swiftly made his way to the bathroom after just a few minutes, and Chris and Leota gave each other a look. You couldn’t decipher what it meant, though, so you thought nothing of it.

You were properly drunk, and Adrian offered to drive you home. The tension was immeasurable as he drove down the familiar roads of Evergreen. Neither of you said a word after he asked you about your sexual preferences. It was getting awkward.

“This is you?” He said pointedly.

“Yeah. Thanks.” You say, exiting the car and grabbing your purse. What the hell was happening between you guys? It’s not like he liked you, right? He treated you like he treated anyone in the group. To be fair, you were nicer to him than the others. You always read him animal facts and tried not to laugh when he got them completely wrong. But honestly, nothing was that different. Or so you thought.

And that brings you to now, staring at the number of a guy who barely talked to you on the way to your house. He dropped you off two minutes ago. What could he possibly have to say?

You pick up, confused. “Hello?”

All you hear is a faint rustling of clothes. You repeat yourself, a bit louder.

No answer.

You’re about to hang up when you hear a small groan.

“Adrian…?”

“Fuck.” He whispers. You can barely hear anything, but you know what he’s doing. The sound of a zipper confirms your thoughts.

You stay silent. This was a mistake, right? He didn’t mean to call you. But fuck, he sounded hot.

Adrian started whimpering as you brought your hand to your waistband. This was so wrong. An invasion of privacy. He probably didn’t know you were listening. It was probably a butt dial.

“Fuck, Y/N.” He groaned, sounding like he was clenching his teeth. You could only imagine.

You started to move your pants down when you had the thought. Adrian lived about ten more minutes away, right? Quickly, you got up to look out your window. Sure enough, in the parking lot, Adrian's car was still there. It didn’t look like he was holding his phone, so it must’ve been an accident. And what an accident it was.

You tried to get a glimpse into his car, but he was too far away. Just for today, you could imagine. But tomorrow you were going to confront him.

You sat back on your couch, quickly moving your pants out of the way as you listened to his moans and whines. Circling your clit, you put your phone on the back of your couch next to your ear so you could keep all of your attention on stimulating yourself. Fuck this was so hot.

Trying to keep quiet, you bite your lip, not wanting this to end.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Adrian repeated, “I need you so bad.”

Moaning with him, you get closer and closer to the edge. Then you hear it. Adrian’s voice stutters, and he’s coming over his hand. In his car. Moaning your name.

You’re right behind him, coming on your hand, breathing heavily as you come down from your high.

“Oh, fuck!” Adrian yells and hangs up.

You begin to laugh and run to look out your window again. He’s driving away.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow you were going to blow his mind.

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You and Adrian have been so busy between work during the day and the chaos of crime-fighting at night that your newfound relationship has barely had any room to breathe. Finally, you and Adrian were able to take a night off together after a shorter shift at Fennel Fields, and you were going to make this night count. You were not going to be tired, no way.

Well, that’s what you thought two days ago. Now, getting ready to end your shift, you were not so sure about tonight. But you and Adrian planned for tonight to be at least a little bit special, and you had to do at least something.

Driving home, you debated how you were going to keep up with Adrian’s seemingly never-ending storage of energy. He rode next to you, buzzing with arousal already. He stayed quiet for most of the ride, which you knew meant one thing. There was already a low tent in his pants as you rounded the corner and parked. As you considered your options, Adrian almost sprinted to the door. You had your strap in your bedroom that you’ve never used before. Maybe tonight would be the night to try it out.

You followed Adrian into your apartment, and almost immediately, he was on you. Quickly, he started mouthing at your neck as you unbuttoned his shirt.

“Been waiting for a while, huh?” You ask as he tries to unzip your jeans.

“Mhm.” He mumbles with a smile.

“You wanna try something new?” You grab the back of his head before he can dip down.

“New?” He looks up as you fist some of his curls. He bites his lip as you tug ever so slightly.

“I got a new strap a week ago. I was think–”

“Yes.” You were shocked at how eager his response was. Immediately, you both tumble into your bedroom. You head for your dresser as Adrian lounges on the bed, watching you.

“Can I take your clothes off?” He said as you pulled your harness out of your dresser. You barely glance at him as you grab the dildo from its bag and a small bottle of lube, allowing him to continue to ramble and strip as you slowly walk towards him. “I promise I won’t rip your clothes. I learned from my mistake pretty quickly.” He laughs, already half hard as you move in front of him, taking his chin in your hands.

“If you can not ruin my shirt, that would be great.” You laugh.

“Holy shit, you're so hot.” He gives you his signature grin as he slowly lifts your shirt up and over your head. This time, he’s taking his time as he unbuttons your jeans and slides them down along your underwear. Finally, he unhooks your bra, and you reach back for your harness.

“You think you can take this?” You question as you take the dildo in your hand.

“Definitely. I’ve taken worse. Well, I mean, I’ve fought worse, like last week, Peacemaker and I,” he keeps talking as you tiredly tune him out, adjusting the strap as needed. After finishing up, you gently place your hand on his cheek, and he snaps out of his rant.

“You ready?”

“More than ready.” You smirk as you open the lube and work it on your strap. “Uhm, should I stay like this? Or do you want me on my hands and knees?” The way Adrian is so nonchalant with these sorts of things always astonishes you. No one you’ve been with has ever been as forward. It was refreshing.

“I think I’d like you on your hands and knees. Turn around for me?” You say. He listens, and you start to pour more lube on your hands. “This might feel a bit weird, but it gets better, trust me.” Finally, you start to work at his rim.

“Oh fuck. It’s cold.” He’s already burying his face into the mattress. Oh, this was going to be fun.

Adrian groans as you work two fingers in his ass, his knees already growing weak. After today, you thought you’d be way too tired to do anything more than dry humping and a movie afterwards, but watching him unfold in front of you with him clenching around your fingers, you feel more energized than you have in days. You begin to thrust your digits in and out of his hole as you hit that spot. That spot that makes him whine and moan with abandon. Selfishly, you take your fingers out, and he mourns the loss of feeling full with a whimper.

“Alright, let’s see if you can take it.” You line up your length as he anticipates the stretch. His back arches as you push in. Shallowly, you thrust into his rim until he starts pushing backwards, wanting more. You relent and start thrusting in earnest. Adrian’s a total mess as you hold his hips up. He sneaks his hand down to grab his leaking cock, but you grab his wrists.

“Come on, babe, I want to see how long you can hold out.” He groans into the comforter more as you harshly move his hips in tandem with yours. He’s starting to lose control of his sounds as you keep your pace, not letting his hips hit the mattress.

His moans reach a fever pitch as you hit his prostate over and over again. Finally, he can’t take it anymore. He fists the sheets as he comes hard on the bed. You slow down minutely, and he’s whimpering more than ever. You relent, and he gasps as he’s let go, slumping on the bed.

“You did so well, Adrian.” You brush his curls out of his face and turn him over. His whole face and chest are flushed as he looks up at you.

“That was awesome. Oh my god, I don’t think I’ve come that hard.” He reaches up and kisses you. You kiss back, lying on top of him as his back hits the bed once again.

“So I’d say that was a success?”

“More than that. No one’s ever fucked me so hard.” He laughs into your shoulder.

Tonight was definitely not the last time something like this would happen.

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As Adrian made his way up to his alternate universe’s house, you started freaking out.

“Adrian! Come back!” You whisper-yell at him as he’s overjoyed, looking at the small differences in his yard.

“Relax, dude, nothing’s going to happen.” He called back, spinning on his heels. As he got closer to the front door, you debated following him in. He began to open the front door, and finally, you decided to follow him in.

“Adrian, we should not be doing this!” You try keeping your voice down.

“Dude, it’ll be fine. I just want to meet another me. That’s all, and then we can go.” He shrugs, opening the door.

“What about the ramifications?”

“What, like crazy multiverse stuff where one of us explodes?”

“I dunno! Maybe?” You’re in dangerous territory of mentally exploding as you try to fathom his confidence in his plan.

“Oh my gosh, dude, look at this.” He skips into the kitchen and picks up a ‘Cheeri-Oh’s’ box. “It’s spelled just a little bit different!” Laughing, he takes it with him and walks further down the hallway.

“My dad’s not gay in this universe!” He continues laughing even harder, practically bouncing down the stairs. He started to slow down as he got to the basement door, taking out his keys.

“I’m having bad feelings about this universe. Something about this place feels off.” You say, shuffling around while he unlocks the egregious number of locks on the door.

“Oh my gosh, my keys work here too!” He leans back to get your attention. You can’t help but smile back as he unlocks the last one. Something shifted in the way Adrian entered the room. He’s more alert as you follow him through the shelves of tools.

“Hello?” He yells.

Then you see him. On the other side of the room, at his desk, the other Adrian.

“What the fuck?” He immediately draws his gun. Your Adrian begins laughing almost maniacally. “Who are you and why are you here?” He’s forceful.

“Dude, oh my god dude, hold on hold on.” Adrian tugs his mask off. “It’s me! I’m you from another dimension! My keys worked to get in here!”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” The alternate Adrian’s face lights up as he puts down his gun.

After a quick back and forth about whatever they had in common, alternat Adrian turned to you.

“Who’s that?”

“Aw, that’s my girlfriend.”

“Oh my gosh, that’s so sick, dude!”

“I’m Y/N.” You give a wave. They were overjoyed at their interaction, and you couldn’t help but smile. They were both so cute. You begin thinking about the different implications of the two Adrians. Were they the same? They seemed almost identical in personality. Maybe alternate Adrian was exactly the same. Your thoughts suddenly turn to more carnal. Would they be the same in bed? How would it feel with both of them inside you?

Adrian noticed your thoughts were sidetracked.

“You ok?” He turned back to you from where they both were pointing.

“Huh?” You’re broken out of your trance. “Oh, yeah, it’s fine, I’m all good.” You’re shit at lying. Even Adrian knows that. You start to blush.

“You thinking about something?” He presses.

“Nah, just the usual, I’m fine.”

“Babe, I know that look.” Finally, he fully faces you.

“Ugh, fine. I was thinking about you two. Like, in that way.” You’re never this nervous about sex with Adrian. Typically, you took charge in the bedroom. But something about this was different. Maybe it was the presence of the other Adrian, whom you didn’t know at all.

“Oh shit. I mean, yeah, I’m down.”

“What’s going on here?” The other Adrian interjects.

“Dude, she was thinking of a threesome.” He’s smiling back at you as he nudges the other Adrian.

That’s how you got here: standing in front of both Adrians, kneeling in front of you. They’re both already stripped down (except for their glasses); both are hard, leaking precum as you unhook your bra and slide down your underwear.

“So, what do you want to do?” You ask your Adrian as you fist his hair.

“Can I eat you out?”

“Of course, babe.” You laugh as you step a little forward, a little incentive for him to begin. He starts a light lick from your hole to your clit.

“Fuck you’re so wet.” He groans and grabs your hips.

“Of course I am. I have two of you in front of me looking so pretty.” The alternate Adrian wimpers as yours works his tongue around your hole.

“Do you want something to do? Or are you going to sit there so pretty with your cock leaking?” You condescend to the other Adrian.

“Can I fuck you?” He asks, bringing his hand to his length.

“Oh yeah, let him, babe. He’ll feel how tight you are.” Your Adrian almost begs. You love it when he begs. But you’re so desperate, you allow alternate Adrian to get behind you and grind his cock against your ass. He’s definitely as big as your Adrian.

“Come on, baby, it’s ok.” You try and reach back to guide him into your heat as Adrian in front of you mouths at your clit, sometimes marking your hips with bruises to catch a short break.

When Adrian finally puts his length inside you, you groan loudly. The other Adrian is quick to suck harder on your clit as you rock back and forth, trying to keep both Adrians on you. You decide to bring your leg between the legs of Adrian in front of you. He knows exactly what to do and starts to grind on your shin as he keeps sucking your clit.

“Oh fuck, babe. You’re perfect in both universes. I wish I could keep both of you to myself.” You moan and bite your lip as the Adrian behind you starts thrusting harder and harder, which causes your Adrian to start sucking sloppier. He then brings his hand up to your entrance, where the other is sinking in and out. He starts to push one finger in, then two. You’re closer to finishing with each thrust and suck. You can tell that both Adrians are also close to finishing, and you can’t hold on much longer.

With a shout, you start coming, which causes the Adrian in your hole to come too. Soon, your Adrian begins coming, and you all fill the room with moans and whines as you fuck each other through your orgasms. As you calm down, Adrian relents his sucking and gazes up at you with that same shit-eating grin he gives you every time. You look back, and the Adrian behind you has his eyes closed as he tries to compose himself.

“Holy shit, that was amazing.” He says as he detaches his hands from your hips and slides out. The Adrian in front of you quickly brings his mouth to your hole and catches the come dribbling out of you.

“That is so hot.” You say, looking down at him.

“Hell yeah, it is.” He says as the Adrian behind you helps him up and gives him a wet high five. You roll your eyes at the very Adrian response. This definitely wasn’t going to be a round one type of thing, you think as you walk toward them.

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Stuck at HQ, you contemplated just leaving. You were forced to work the night shift, reviewing files while security cameras were pulled up, just in case you saw something out of the ordinary. There had been some suspicious activity relating to an ex-ARGUS employee, and you guys were tasked with figuring out her whereabouts. Everyone had already left, except for Adrian. He decided to keep you company. Reluctantly, you agreed as Adebyo gave you a look that implied “Good luck, you’ll need it.”

So here you were, filing away at 2 A.M. while Adrian slumped in a chair after asking you to read him a million more spider facts.

“Ugh, how much longer?” He groans, stretching uncomfortably.

“I don’t know. You can leave if you want.” You nod to the door. Sometimes Adrian was fun to have around. He brought a more fun-loving vibe to the team. But now, with a lack of caffeine and the fact that you were forced to stay here, you were down to your last fucking straw.

“But that would be totally unfair. If you have to stay up late, then you should have someone to talk to. Otherwise, it would be super boring.” He stands up and starts pacing the room.

“You could be home, though, playing D&D or some shit.” You say, still engrossed with your files.

“I could get you something? Like, make a quick gas station run or something. Get you your favorite drink.” He smiles, now standing beside you.

“Really, I’m fine, Adrian.” Irritated, you shift away and continue reading.

“Ugh, fine.” He says, slumping down into a different chair. Silently, you both sit there; you reading, honestly, unnecessary details about some rando, and Adrain scrolling on his phone. Suddenly, Adrian’s phone starts ringing.

“Are you kidding me?” You ask, annoyed.

“Sorry, it’s Chris.” He apologises but still answers.

“Hey, dude, you good? You never call me first.” You try to make out what he says.

“Yeah, I’m good. How’s it going with Y/N?” Chris teased.

“Dude, she’s right here!” Adrian seems… embarrassed? You notice a very faint blush on his face as he walks to the other side of the room. Now you can’t hear what Chris is saying, but you can tell Adrian is definitely hiding something. You look over at him skeptically a few times as he half-freaked out in the corner. Adrian’s whispering on his phone, making sure you aren’t able to hear him.

You do hear him almost yell: “Oh my god, dude, she’s not going to fuck me!” Then he realizes what he’s said and looks over at you with the color drained out of his face.

“Uhm, I– I mean, gross dude, why would–what, uh–” Adrian’s attempt at covering up the topic of his conversation was failing tremendously. It was your turn to blush as you stared at him as he quickly hung up. “I– uhm, I gotta go fix something in the back.” He darts out of the room, leaving you with your thoughts.

You did like Adrian. Sometimes you’d be thinking about him when you had no reason to. He was cute, too. You thought so the moment he tugged off his mask. It didn’t help your thoughts one bit when he followed you around like a lost puppy whenever Peacemaker wasn’t around. He was pathetic sometimes, but surprisingly competent when it came to fighting.

You shake your head as you catch your thoughts drifting. Those were thoughts for another day. Tonight, you actually had work to do.

Suddenly, you hear a small noise coming from down the hallway, presumably in one of the rooms. Too tired to actually get up, you have an idea. You turn to your computer and sort through the different cams until you land on the ones in your HQ. First is the front room, where you are, then the hallway. Next up is the room where you presume Adrian is. You debate actually looking. Maybe he’s having a private moment. He would probably head to his car, though. Finally, you decide to look at the camera, and what you saw was not what you thought you would see.

There Adrian was, on the sofa, with his dick out. He’s lightly stroking it as it looks like he’s contemplating something. You stare, dumbfounded. Surely this was a result of the conversation with Chris, but what the fuck did he say? You keep watching through your fingers as he starts to go a little faster. You feel yourself getting wetter while watching him, but you know you can’t touch yourself. Something about this was incredibly wrong, but incredibly hot all the same.

He’s biting his hand as he goes faster and faster, as you bring your hand to the outside of your pants. You start grinding, trying to feel something, anything. You hear the faint sounds down the hall as Adrian moans into his palm. This was such bs just watching him. You stand with a start and head down the hall to the room.

You open the door, and Adrian doesn’t even notice with his eyes closed, completely engrossed in his current situation.

“You worked up?” You ask. Adrian opens his eyes in horror.

“Fuck, I–” He tries to cover himself up with his pants, but he just fumbles, his hands slick with precome.

“Do you need help with that?” You nod. If there was any time to be bold, it was now. He just stares at you, dumbfounded, letting his pants slide down to reveal his leaking cock, just ready to burst.

All Adrian can do is nod as you walk towards him and kneel. You look him in his deep green eyes and rub your hand up his thigh.

“You want this?” You check just in case, though you already know his answer.

“Fuck, yes, oh my god.” He says. After his reassurance, you take his length into your hand and bring your mouth to his tip. You start to shallowly suck, and he groans loudly. He’s so worked up that he’ll probably last just a few more minutes.

You start sucking harder as you bring your head down lower. He grabs your hair, and you moan at that. You keep going deeper, and you feel his cock hit the back of your throat, and he’s coming.

Adrian comes hard, his back arching off the couch as you keep his shaft in your mouth, swallowing all he has to offer. He starts whimpering as he comes down from his high, and you give him one last teasing suck as you take your mouth off of him.

“Fuck, that was unreal. Like a porno or something.” He gasps as he lets go of your hair.

“Thanks, perv.” You smirk as you start to stand up. You’re now looking down at him as he adjusts his glasses. You can’t help but find it endearing.

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You had only seen Vigilante with the mask on, but once she ripped it off her face, you’ve never felt the same. She was literally a dream. Short, curly hair, glassy green eyes, and a smile you could stare at for days.

The first time you met her, she had saved you from a mugging in the dead of night. She was such a skilled fighter, something in your brain short-circuited as you watched her take out your attackers. Then, in that voice, that deep voice, she made sure you were ok. You had to find out who she was.

Fast forward to now, two more muggings (how you manage to be so incompetent, you never really know), a face reveal after a pretty bad beat up, and a few stitch-ups later, you watched as Vigilante rested on your bed, fast asleep.

You hadn’t expected her to come to you. Surely, she had someone to help her? Just the thought had a pang of jealousy rise up in your heart. You reluctantly sit up and move away to get a cup of water to put on the side table. She should be waking up soon. It’s been about nine hours since she first collapsed onto your couch.

You smiled as she shifted over and nuzzled her face into a pillow. Noticing a small patch of blood around her neck, you grab a small wipe to soak up the dried blood. She stirred and started to blink, eyes adjusting to the room. She then faced you and smiled the same smile that would send your brain into a whirlwind of adoration.

“Good morning.” You greet her with a hand cupping her cheek.

“Mhm.” Ugh, her morning voice was to die for. “Thanks.” She opened her eyes more clearly and glanced around the room, eyes landing on you again.

“No problem. You got really beat up last night. Or, at least from what I could tell, I’m no stalker.” You laugh awkwardly. Why were you so nervous?

“Yeah, they got me good, but my best friend Peacemaker’s got it.” She explained.

“So, do you think you can get up? Are your legs ok, I mean?”

“Yeah, I’m all good. Sorry, I kind of barged into your apartment last night. You were closest.” She remembered your address from dropping you off after saving you. You didn’t know if you should be flattered or a little worried. She reached into her pockets and grabbed something. Her glasses. She somehow looked even hotter with her glasses on.

“Do you need me to drive you home or something. Or you can stay here. I have the day off, so I can help you a little bit more if you need it.” You really wanted her to stay.

“If you’re chill with it, I think my vision’s a little fucked from last night. I can’t even see with these.” She says, pointing to her glasses. You move to sit next to her. “You’re really chill for doing this, you know? Like, I don’t think most people would open their window to someone always on the news. Which, I will say, is in fact wrong. I am in no way a harm to the community. I only kill bad guys, especially when they do some graffiti.” You let out a small laugh at that.

“It helps that you got my back like three different times.” Absent-mindedly, you rest your hand on her knee. She freezes, and a faint blush dusts her cheeks.

“I–uh, yeah. I just happen to be in the neighborhood.” She says, but there’s something off with how she says it. Her face turns away a bit. You furrow your brow with skepticism.

“Mhm?”

“Yeah, totally not using security cams or anything. Just, you know, prowling through the night as the papers say.” She laughs nervously. You take your hand away and move it to her cheek to brush off a little bit of dirt that you missed on her cheek. She takes your wrist and brings it to her mouth. She gives you an expectant nod, and you nod back, letting her start kissing your knuckles. You bring your free hand to her waist, and she immediately pulls you onto her lap as you both collapse onto the back of the couch.

“You’re so hot, you know. You’ve gotten into so much trouble lately, I’ve had to keep tabs on you so you wouldn’t get hurt.” She explains, her guard down as she brings two of your fingers into her mouth as she begins to suck. You blush harshly at that admission as she gives a slight moan, mouthing at your digits. Then, she sets you down to lie across the couch as she pulls away from your hand, bringing her fingers to your waistband. You bring your hand to hers and guide her to pull your underwear and pants down. She glides her middle finger against your heat. You’re so wet you can hear the sounds the friction of her digit makes as she goes from your hole to your clit.

She grins as she brings her finger to her mouth and gives it a suck. You can’t help but give a little whimper as she closes her eyes, reveling in the feeling.

“You taste so good, baby.” She gives a small groan, bringing two of her fingers to your hole, shallowly pushing into your tight heat. You arch your back at the feeling, and she can’t help but laugh as you clench around her fingers.

She’s quick at turning you into a mess around her fingers, and you just stare at her, watching you come undone. She finds that spot that makes you melt, and your moans start to grow higher as you clench harder. She brings her head down, finally, giving your clit some stimulation.

That’s it. That’s all you need as you start coming around her fingers. Your back arches as far as it can as your eyes roll back into your head.

Vigilante is just sitting, there watching in awe as you come on her fingers. Once you slump back down onto the couch, she brings her fingers to her mouth and licks up all of your spend. You lie there, watching as she savors the feeling, and you bite your lip. She was a keeper for sure.

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Finally, you and the Eleventh Street Kids were finally able to meet up again when Economos came back. Everyone seemed up in spirits, even Harcourt, who, even though she seemed a little off, was smiling while leaning on the balcony. Adebyo, Economos, and you have been talking while Adrian fools around, and one thing leads to another, and suddenly you guys are pouring beer all over Adrian. You honestly don’t remember how you got here, circled around Adrian, who was practically drowning in alcohol.

You can’t help but stare at him as the drinks flowed down his torso. After you all ran out of alcohol, Adrian looked a little upset as everyone sat down at the table. Harcourt and Chris seemed a little preoccupied with their own drama. Adebyo gave you an expectant look as Adrian sat next to you. You had a silent conversation as you both subtly nodded and shook your heads as she smirked. You, however, did not find this amusing.

You had a small, tiny crush on Adrian immediately when you met him. It only grew as you two spent more time together. Adebyo obviously picked up on this and has sort of turned this into her distraction from her own falling-apart love life. She teased you more and more, and became bolder in her choice of words as you fumbled around Adrian like an idiot.

“Aw man,” Adrian said, snapping you both out of your silent debate. “I’m so sticky. Ugh, I’ll have to go wash off.”

“Y/N can help you out!” Adebyo interjects. You shoot her a glare.

“Oh, that’d be great actually! Come on!” He grabbed your arm and pulled you up. Your head started spinning from all the beer in your system as he practically dragged you across the roof and to the door. Adebyo gave you a self-satisfied wave as you closed the door. His touch left your arm as you both walked down the stairs to Harcourt’s bathroom.

“Thanks, dude, this is really cool of you!” You nod as he gives you his signature grin as he enters the bathroom. You go to what you presumed was the linen closet and grab two towels. You hear the shower turn on as you gather the towels in your arms.. Wearily, you open the bathroom door and see Adrian with a small washcloth, wiping his hair. You laugh a bit as he fusses over a few curls that keep sticking to his forehead. You pile the towels on the small counter space as you watch him wipe his body with the wet washcloth, planning on just drying off with the towels.

“It’s sick that John’s back! I’ve only been able to talk to him over the phone. Usually they’re not very long calls either, not like ours.” Adrian's practically dripping everywhere now as he splashes water onto his shoulders and wipes them with the washcloth.

“Yeah. He seems pretty stressed with work. I’m glad his soul’s not crushed.” You joke. Absent-mindedly, your eyes graze over his body again, stopping minutely at the bulge in his underwear. You move your eyes back up to his face and notice he is staring back at you.

“Shit, sorry dude, I’m just, I had a lot to drink.” You shift to get up, but he slowly puts his hand on your shoulder.

“I should probably tell you now. Like I’ve noticed before and all, and Adebyo is not subtle in the least, but I’ve kind of liked you, too? And if I’m completely wrong about your feelings, that’s totally fine, but it’s probably all the beer in my system, and shit, but I’m like really horny right now, and you can say no and walk away, but–” Adrian’s nonsensical rambling comes to a halt as you shove him against the wall and kiss him.

He lets out a small whine as your hands roam along his torso. He puts his hands on your cheek and shoulder as you nip at his bottom lip, causing him to groan.

“Fuck, this is awesome.” He says, messing with the hem of your shirt. You move your hands away so he can pull it over your head as you make quick work of pulling his underwear down, revealing his half-hard dick. You stare at it again as you bite your lip. Adrian paws at your pants, and you shove them down so both of you are now bare. The tension is thick as both of you stare at each other, not knowing who should break the gaze. You finally step forward, kissing him softly this time. This kiss was more exploratory than the one fueled by raw, unbridled lust. You playfully brought your tongue to his lips, and he let you in.

Adrian, always being the vocal one, let out pants and groans as you half-grinded into his thigh.

“Fuck, I don’t know if I can last much longer. I need to be inside you.” He said, disconnecting his mouth from yours. He lifts you onto the sink, and his hands start roaming up your legs as you put them around his back, urging him forward. The alcohol must’ve been getting to him because he immediately shoved himself into your hole as you almost screamed out his name. You both started moving your hips with reckless abandon as you moaned each other's names between pants.

You began to rake your fingernails against his back, and he whimpered at that, biting his lip as he rested his head on your shoulder. His thrusts started to grow faster as you bit at his jaw.

“Fuck, Y/N, you feel so good. So fucking good, I couldn’t imagine anything better. Shit, this is so fucking good.” Adrian goes on, babbling to his heart's content, as you could do nothing but hold on tight to him as he abused that spot that made you see stars.

“Fuck, Adrian, I’m so close, please, keep going, oh my god.” That’s the last thing you say for a while. You never got this close this quickly, and, frankly, you didn’t want this to end so soon. Thankfully, Adrian seemed to be getting closer, too.

“Oh, fuck, can I please come inside of you? Please, please baby, please.” His begging is what pushed you over the edge as you nodded. You never were this loud. Maybe it was the alcohol that gave you the extra confidence as you kissed Adrian through his orgasm, both of you moaning into each other’s mouths. You both breathed hard as you held each other close, reveling in the warmth the other gave you.

“Fuck, Adrian, that was perfect.” You whisper into his damp skin.

“‘M glad.” He mumbled. You both just stayed there for a few minutes, drinking in the feeling of him resting inside you.

“Are you two perverts done in there?!” Harcourt banged on the door loudly.

“Fuck!” You both say.