#bottom drew devlin

Drew Devlin x Male Reader (Chris Evans character from the movie Honey Don't)

The Male Reader is a detective looking into the cult and visits Drew but Drew just dodged every question and even flirts a little like he does. So the male reader leaves and decides to come back at night and sneak in and look around but he enters Drews room and is caught eye to eye shocked to see him in nothing but a jockstrap so Drew confronts him but The male reader gets hard and they fuck drew gets on his knees and the male reader says 'down you go' and pushes him down onto his cock and face fucks him then he goes to fuck him drew starts to take off the jockstrap but the male reader tells him to leave it on so he does and gets on his hands and knees as the male reader pushes him face first ass up into the bed and he grabs his hands and puts them behind his back and starts pounding him until he cums then he tells Drew they're not done so he lays down and Drew rides him until he cums in his jockstrap untouched and the male reader cums in his ass again and drew lays on him catching his breath and the male reader makes a deal with him saying if drew stops the shady stuff he'll come and fuck him everyday day as long as drew wears the jockstrap and drew happily agrees as he falls asleep on his chest cum leaking out of his ass.

Happy birthday in advance to dear Anon

A good deal

Warning. 18+. Mature content. Bottom character. Bottom Drew Devlin. Top Male Reader. Both character and reader have a cock. Sex with plot. Is this considered dub-con? Huh.

Bottom! Drew Devlin x Top! Detective! Male Reader

It isn't uncommon to find crimes in the world, even less here in the United States of America, and definitely less in the state of California.

The coffee you were drinking wouldn't be enough to remove the headache you had from knowing that your next case was a possible cult. You didn't mind religious people, everyone had their own beliefs, and you were no one to judge, however, you did have a problem with people who took advantage of people's beliefs to do their little illegal activities behind the curtain. Your assistant gave you the documents of the case, and from your chair, you looked at it as if it was the most pitiful thing you've ever seen.

"What's this?" you ask, half-empty mug of the darkest coffee you could find in the grocery shop still in your hand and the answer to your question already in your mind. The documents were on your desk, untouched by you, yet seeming threatening somehow.

"The Four Way Temple case, sir, we've received calls about them and the chief wants us to investigate them," replied your assistant.

You closed your eyes, a defeating sigh escaping your lips. This one was going straight to the top ten worst cases the chief has ever given you. With a lazy hand, you grabbed the folder full of papers and started to take a look at the information. "Drugs... Drugs ... And more drugs, why am I not surprised?" Your assistant shrugged. You read a little deeper, and found out there was a case of, probably, murder of a young woman. You closed the folder and stood up. "Alright, when are we going?" The answer that you expected to receive was something like, maybe next week, or minimum tomorrow.

"Right now, sir." But of course, things hardly go the way you want them to go.

While on the way towards the cult's location, you were reading the files that were given to you before leaving. The Four Way Temple, religious cult, leader's name Reverend Drew Devlin who's the one to be suspected to lead these illegal activities. Again, not really surprising, he is actually a sex addict, or something like that, who finds pleasure in laying around with the followers of his church, leading to orgies when no one is looking.

Is the sex at least good? You asked yourself sarcastically.

The car stopped, you walked out and observed your surroundings, before deciding you had enough and wanted to get done with this case as soon as possible. You went inside the "church", and it seems you just came in the middle of mass. At the last few rows of seats, you decided to sit and observe from afar, silent, listening to whatever was going on. At the altar, there stood a rather young man, preaching.

"And we serve the will of God, and to do that correctly, you need to worship me. I, who was sent by God himself." You weren't truly listening to his words, you weren't passionate about bullshit, you clearly stood out from everyone else though. Every single member in the church was wearing a white tunic, meanwhile, you were dressed like someone who just left their bed. Your chief would have complained to you for your clothes for today. So that's Drew Devlin, and obviously, he has noticed your presence from the way he gave you a little smirk from the altar.

The mass ended quite fast, and as people were leaving, you stood up from your seat and approached the alter where the priest was, talking to some f0llowers who seemed quite moved from his words. You waited until he was free, and he couldn't stop giving glances at you, that cocky smirk still adorning his lips. Once he was left alone, he approached you, arms wide open.

"To who do I have the honor to talk with? A possible new member?" he asked, excited.

"Good evening Mr Devlin, Detective Y/n, nice to meet you." You extended your hand at him, to which he took it and shook it politely.

"Y/n, it is nice to meet you. What did you think of today's mass? Interested in joining our big family?" His cheerful voice was slightly annoying to you, you didn't understand why exactly, maybe just another mood you were going through.

You shook your head, still serious, tired too. "No, but thank you for the kind offer. Mr Devlin, may I ask you some questions in private?"

The priest chuckled. "Like what? Am I single?"

Not funny. "About Mia, one of your followers." Drew's smile quickly faded, before coming back with less energy than before.

"Sure, please, follow me to my office." You did, your eyes observing the place as Drew took you to the back of church. After some minutes walking and Drew trying to convince you into joining the church, you finally got inside his office. Good amount of space, nice view outside, well organized, things didn't seem off aside from Drew himself. He removed his priest's tunic, put it carefully inside a wardrobe before walking towards the desk, standing on the otherside face to face with you. "Please Y/n, take a seat."

You sat on one of the chairs that were in front of his desks and put a leg over the other. "So, I guess you have heard about the incident with Mia."

Drew grimaced and nodded. "Yes, it is truly unfortunate, she was a good girl."

"Mhm, right, so she did come to this church then," you clarified, waiting for a proper confirmation.

"We didn't see her too much around here, but I can certainly say that I would love to see you more often, Y/n," he said with a cocky smile.

You didn't find him charming at all. "When was the last time you saw her?"

Drew leaned on his chair. "You're asking me about the past, but not about the present or future, I'd love to talk about a future where I can see a handsome man like you."

"Sir, we're talking about a possible homicide." He was hitting a nerve already.

"I know, and I absolutely respect the amazing and important job you're doing, but I'd love to talk more about it over a drink with you." At the last part of his sentence, his tone had lowered down into a more flirty voice, obviously not interested in the important subject of now.

You forced a smile, talking with this man was pointless. "Thank you for your time, Mr Devlin, please, contact me when you have something important to share." You gave him your card with your personal number and the number of the police station you worked at.

Drew gladly took it, and still holding eye contact with you, he said, "I surely will."

You knew it was pointless to talk with Drew for hints about Mia's death, but you also knew he was suspicious from the way he kept avoiding your questions with flirty remarks. You sat waiting in the car for the sun to set down, giving way to the night. As people kept leaving the building, the lights inside were turning off one by one. When you were sure no one was there aside from the person you were looking for, you got out of your car and walked towards the entrance. The doors were locked, shit, you looked around, windows seemed to be locked too. You walked around the building and went up a fence to jump to the other side, you later found a slightly open door not so far, bingo. Quietly hurrying towards the door, gun in your hand, loaded and with safety off, you sneaked inside the place, making sure no one was around to spot you.

It was oddly quiet inside, couldn't hear much aside from the vents working. You kept walking, careful with your steps, until you heard someone humming a song two rooms down the hall. You recognized that voice, tightening the grip on your gun, you approached slowly.

You noticed the dim lights inside the room, and with a deep breath, you kicked the door open and hurried inside, gun pointing at Drew.

"Hands up!" you shouted, but your breath got caught when your eyes registered the surroundings and the man that was standing in front of you.

Drew stood there, half naked, wearing nothing but a white jockstrap. He slowly turned around, hands up. "Could you at least knock on the door first?" he asked, pretending to be annoyed. "Detective Y/n, I thought you were better than this, how unprofessional, I will press charges on you for invasion of privacy." You weren't listening to him, your eyes scanning his athletic body up and down and then focused only on that jockstrap.

You tilted your head to take a better view of his white, exposed cheeks and unconsciously bit the bottom lip of yours.

Of course you had to be gay.

Drew clearly noticed the way you were staring at him, hungrily, and for a moment he was concerned, frowning at you. "Detective Y/n?" he called you, but you didn't answer.

You lowered your gun and put it back in your belt, then adjusted your pants to make your hard erection less painful.

"Mr Devlin," you called, now staring right at his eyes. "You are in so much trouble." You didn't let Drew react or say a word before you approached him, grabbed him by his shoulders and forced him on his knees, eye level with your crotch.

"Wait, wait let's talk abou-" You didn't let him finish, his words didn't matter, not even when you pushed his face on your crotch, grinding your hips against him. "Hmmf!"

"Mr Devlin, you should have cooperated when I gave you the chance." Drew's muffled words just turned you on even more, seeing him blushing, trying to pull back from your hard, clothed cock. "I know of your business, Devlin, the drugs and all, but you're also a suspect linked to the case of Mia..." With a fistful of his hair, you yanked him back and with your free hand you unbuttoned your pants and pulled out your big, fat and hard cock.

Drew's eyes widened at the sight, your cock throbbed at his attention. "Wait-"

Who cares of what he has to say?

"Down you go." You pushed him right back on your crotch, but he didn't open his mouth, your hot shaft sliding and grinding on his cheek. You looked down on him, a little annoyed that he wasn't giving you head. "Come on, Drew." You grabbed your cock and pushed the tip against his lips. "You're clearly a lover of sex, be nice to me." Drew gave up, his lips gave way to your cock and he gagged at first when the head of your cock hit the back of his throat. "Fuck yessss ..." The warmth of his mouth was ideal for you, it felt so good, especially with the way he was gagging around you. "Take a deep breath." You pushed him closer to you, burying his nose in your pubs.

Drew's hands went to the back of your thighs. He worked so hard to relax his throat, but damn, you were so big. You pulled back completely, leaving him gasping for air.

"Fuck..." Drew gasped, trying to catch some air in his lungs. He never expected to be found in this situation, kneeling before you, mouth full of your cock. Delicious, big cock.

"If you don't want me to shove my cock that hard again, you better start working," you said with little care, slapping his cheek gently with the length of your cock.

His blue eyes were on you before lowering back down on your shaft. He couldn't deny it, he was turned on.

"Never thought you'd be such a pervert, detective," he said, less threateningly and more seductive as he licked your cock from your balls to the very tip, all while keeping eye contact with you.

"Look who's talking." Once again, you pushed your cock inside his mouth, but this time, Drew took it better, bopping his head all along your shaft, taking in the salty taste of the warm skin and pre-cum that was starting to leak right on his tongue.

It felt good, really good, but not amazing. Not when he was taking his sweet time.

You slowly moved you hips, hoping to enhance the pleasure. Drew was a little taken aback, but didn't complain, too busy sucking you off.

"Hmmf... hmm..." His tongue swirled around your shaft, pressing on each vein and hitting under the slit of your dick. Saliva and juice coated your shaft, and some of it has started to slip past the corners of the priest's mouth, drooling all the way down his chin, on his naked chest and right on the floor.

Messy.

"Oh Drew, I thought you'd be better at this," you said, falsely dissapointed, before grabbing with both of your hands Drew's head to stabilize it for you, so you could fuck him like the fleshligh he was to you. The thrusts of your hips were brutal against his mouth, Drew closed his eyes tight, trying to keep his gagging reflex in control, but it was so hard when you kept hitting the back of his throat again and again. Meanwhile, you were having such a great time, your head tilted back as you moaned. "Fuck... haaa... aah... yes."

"Ghh... ghugh... hmmf.. gllgh..." Drew couldn't think straight, it's like you were mind fucking him. His lips were swollen around your hard cock, his tongue laid flat inside his mouth as you kept violating his mouth. So brutal. And yet so good.

"Having fun down there?" you chuckled, now holding the back of his head with one hand as you kept fucking him. Some tears rolled down his cheeks as he tried to keep up with you, but you never paused for him.

You could feel your balls grow heavier with the cum ready to shoot out of your cock. Not wanting to end the fun so soon, you pulled your cock out, it slipped smoothly out of Drew's mouth with a wet pop and a soft gasp from him. He immediately went to kiss your balls, sucking one of your testicles before releasing it gently.

Drew stared up at you with waiting eyes, wanting to know what you were going to do next.

And you knew what you wanted to do next, you knew it the very moment you saw that perfect ass exposed.

"On the bed," you ordered.

Drew immediately hurried towards the bed, but as he made his way on top of the mattress, you noticed his hands reach the hem of his jockstrap, ready to pull it down. You quickly stopped his movements. The priest turned around, confused.

"That stays on, handsome," you said with a smirk.

"Shit, you're into that?" It wasn't a complain, he was just surprised, gladly surprised. He positioned on his hands and knees, you approached him from behind and reached a hand to push his head against the mattress while bringing his hips higher to meet your crotch.

You moved your hands to his ass, gave his plump cheeks a harsh spank and then pulled them apart. What a nice view, a puffy hole, clenching and uncleaching around nothing, yet it didn't seem tight as fuck, it looked a little loose. The corners of your lips curled into a knowing smirk. "Dirty, naughty bitch, you like it from behind too?"

"I won't say no to a gorgeous woman wanting to pound me," he said, breathless.

"Mhm, good point I guess." You spat on his hole and shoved two fingers in.

Drew's back arched as he let out a surprised moan. "Fuck! You don't waste time.. huh?"

No answer came from you, you just fingered his ass roughly, impatient, wanting to already shove your cock inside him and pound him without any type of control.

Soft moans escaped the lips of the priest as you scissored him open and pushed your fingers knuckle deep inside his perfect ass.

"God is good for sending that perfect ass my way," you mumbled to yourself before pulling your fingers out, sucking them clean and shoving them back in.

"Ah... ahn... St-stop, just put it in already," whined Drew.

For the first time, you agreed with him on the fact it was already time to fuck him stupid with your cock. You slowly removed your fingers just to torture him and also to enjoy a bit more of that warmness and wetness around them. Once out, you didn't waste a second to shove your cock all the way in, balls deep, in one harsh pound.

"AHN! Ah..! Ah fuck... couldn't have.. ungh... so big, couldn't have been more gentle?" So whiny.

"Shut it." The way he was tightening his asshole around your shaft made your eyes roll to the back of your head in pure bliss, so warm and wet. Your hips had already set a rather fast pace, Drew's asscheeks bounced with each thrust whenever they went in contact with your hips.

Drew was loving it, eyes rolled to the back of your head, feeling so full with your cock. Feeling how you hit every right spot and rubbed his prostate. He loved it, he loved it so much.

"Yes... yes.. more..." he mumbled against the sheets of the bed, words slurry and he let you use his body however he wanted.

Your eyes were glued on the sight of your cock disappearing inside his ass and coming out glistening with ass juice and saliva. Wet sounds could be heard with each one of your thrusts, so disgusting but so satisfying at the same time. You leaned closer on his back as you kept pounding him, the clapping of skins accompanied to the moans of Drew just made you eager to cum inside him, bury every drop of your sperm in his guts.

"Drew... shit, your ass feels amazing," you whispered against the sweaty skin of his back before kissing it softly.

"Ah.. ah... so good, fuck, your cock feels so good!" he cried with a dumb smile plastered on his lustful expression. "Give me more...!"

"Hungry slut..." Your grip on his hips tightened before increasing the pace of your thrusts, they turned into faster and harsher pounds, making sure to hit deep inside him.

Drew's thighs quivered, close to giving up.

"Uhn! Ah! Oh... oh fu-ah!" His hands greeped the sheets while he bit on it too. He pushed his ass closer to you, wanting to receive everything, as much as he could. You smirked, grabbing his wrists and pulling them on his back as you fucked him harder for some thrusts, making him yelp and moan loudly.

Saliva and ass juice coated on your pelves and between the priest's cheeks with each passing moment, enhancing the experience as it worked like a type of lube.

The pressure on your lower abdomen became heavier as you went harder and harder on him, giving you the hint that you were close to orgasming inside that man. Inside the person you're supposed to arrest. Why was that so hot to you?

You grabbed a fistful of his hair and forced him to look at you over his shoulder so you could kiss him deeply, pushing your tongue inside his mouth by force, fighting his tongue. When you pulled back, you sucked on his tongue and bit it softly. "Still think you're sent by a divine being?" He couldn't say anything, he just whined pathetically.

"Just ruin me... haa.. ah! Ahn! Fuck I'm so close..." Drew's cock was hard as a rock inside his ruined jockstrap, a dark spot from all the pre-cum he leaked could be seen at the front of the white fabric, stretched by the obvious erection.

"Hang on a little more, I'm also close..." It was building up inside you. As you kept pounding him, your cock slipped out accidentally right when your first orgasm came, flooding his insides so well even though that sensation of fulfillment didn't take long to end as cum started to drool out of his hole the moment your shaft went out, and Drew didn't lose time to whine about it.

"Nonono, put it back in... put in back in fucking please!"

You were about to put your cock back inside his stretched, sloppy and ruined hole, but another idea came to your mind. "Stop whining, we're not done yet." Moving to his side, you laid down on your back on the mattress and pulled him by his arm on top of you. "Come and get it yourself."

With messy movements, Drew sat on top of you and reached for your cock under him.

"This is the best sex I've received so far..." he panted, excited to use your cock as a dildo. Slowly, he impaled himself on your shaft, moaning lowly as he took you deeper inside him. "Ahn...ah..." Your hands moved to his hips, helping him grind on top of you. "Yes...oh yes..." Little bounces started to make their presence known, they started weak as Drew was growing used to the new angle that somehow, made your cock reach newer spots inside hit hot gummy walls. "I wanna cum... I really wanna cum," mumbled Drew weakly, bringing his hands on your chest. "More of your cum, please give me more of your cum."

"Already so hungry.. haa..." Your cock was still hard, very hard, you knew another load was coming from your part from the way you felt another pressure on your lower abdomen build faster than the first orgasm.

Your eyes observed the handsome man bouncing on top of you, sweating profoundly, blushing, with lips parted as obscene moands kept coming out with each bounce of his hips on your cock. Then your eyes lowered down, passing down his toned torso, and stopping at the tent of his jockstrap, the dark spot was large by now, leaving the fabric soaked and clinging on the hard shaft hiding under it. Drew's cock bounced with eachone of his thrusts, so hypnotizing.

"Will you let me cum?" Him asking permission to cum wasn't part of your plans, but you liked it, you liked having control over him.

"Maybe."

He sobbed. "I don't think I can resist much longer...ah! a-ahh..." Drew's nails dug on your skin, leaving red marks, but not enough for you to start bleeding. "Shit-! I need to cum, please!"

So desperate to cum, and yet so obedient, is that what you receive for giving him good sex? "On one condition."

Drew dropped his hips on your cock, the tip of it hitting his prostare, almost pushing him to the very limit. His mind was foggy with pleasure, but he had to listen to you. "What? Fuck... tell me what..."

You pulled on the string of his jockstrap before releasing it, letting the fabric slap his pale skin. Drew yelped, his clothed cock throbbed angrily. "You have to cum in your underwear."

The priest wasn't very surprised, but wasn't sure if that would be comfortable to do. "What- no... haa!" You squeezed his thigh.

"That's the only condition, otherwise, I'll just pull out."

He clenched around you, stealing a moan from you. "Not close to being fair..."

"I make the rules, I can always arrest you right now."

Drew groaned, he didn't really care about being arrested at that moment, he just wanted to cum, find that bliss he was searching for. With a pathetic whine, he bounced faster on your cock, his hole sucking you back in everytime he lifted his hips.

You were dangerously close now, but didn't want to cum for a second time right before him. No, you had to resist.

"You're close too, huh?" Gasped Drew. "I can feel it inside me... gosh, I want that load..."

He gave three last harsh thrusts of his hips, before leaning down to kiss you, mufflinf his loud moan as he came undone inside the soaked fabric of his underwear. His cock jumped with each spurt of cum, some passing through the fabric, joining the sticky, wet mess of pre-cum, cum and other fluids that was coated between you two.

His hole clenched deliciously tight around your sensitive shaft, winning your second load. Another flood of cum invaded Drew's ruined hole, the man cried on your lips as he felt himself get so full again. "Don't pull back! Ngh-! Don't- haaa!" Tired, he hid his face in the crook of your neck.

You just laid there, with a satisfied grin. "Liked our little session?" you asked.

"Uh-huh..."

A soft chuckle escaped your lips. "Then let me offer you a good deal..." With these initial words, you caught his attention. He sat back, staring down at you, attentive to what you had to say. "Stop the drug stuff, in fact, stop anything that would put you right behind bars, yeah? And in exchange, I'll come every day to give you some real good sex." At your last words, you spanked the bubble butt of his, leaving a red mark on the soft flesh.

"Ah! Ah shit... yes... yes, whatever you say, just give me that cock."

"Good... oh, and don't forget to keep wearing jockstraps, that's your ticket for a good night. No jockstrap, no sex."

"Yes! Yes... everything for you." He leaned down to kiss you, this time more gentle, needing some love now. Exhaustion overtook him, he nuzzled comfortably on your chest, head on your shoulder, and slowly drifted to sleep. You slowly pulled out your cock from his gaped ass, cum started to slip down between his cheeks.

There was one question stuck in your mind now; what were you going to report to your chief now?

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I've never seen the movie, just some reviews (holy cow, that movie was pretty much hated) and short scenes.

Word count: 4.3k

I'm surprised I was able to reach more than 4k words for this fic, thought I'd only be able to reach 3.9k or something.

Anyway, it's 3am rn, imma go sleep, night night.

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