#jakoby x reader

“What are you laughing at?” Her voice was hushed and breathy. It sent a shiver down his spine.

“Nothing.” Dorghu slid the fingers of one hand up the back of her neck and into her mess of hair to massage her scalp.

Masha let out a throaty humm, “Don’t lie to me.” Her breath was shaky.

He chuckled again. “You might not want to hear what I was thinking.”

“Try me.”

Dorghu slid his hands back down, over her ribs and hips to the bare skin of her thighs. “I didn’t think I’d ever feel this way again.” He drug his thumbs over the muscles under his hand. “Never thought I’d feel this way about anyone after... let alone a human.”  He chuckled again and leaned his forehead into hers with more force. Even cracked a smile as she returned the pressure, knowing exactly what it meant as she wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck.

He continued to smile as she kissed over his brow, as her nails scratched lightly over the back of his neck, but when her lips continued over his temple his body tensed and when she took the point of his good ear into her mouth it sent a shock straight through him. So much so that, without conscious thought, his hands clamped down on her waist drug her center over the slight bulge in the crotch of his jeans. When she moaned he felt it in his ear and in his spine and repeated the motion again, grinding her over his lap. “Fuck, I need you.”  He groaned as Masha switched between sucking and licking at his ear, “Fuck...” He rocked her hips over him again and again, taking her little gasps as encouragement, “You know I had plans of how my morning would go”

Her breath came out hot but cooled the damp edge of his ear, “Oh yeah?” She moved from his ear to the side of the neck, sucking and biting, rolling the thick skin between between her teeth before sucking it into her mouth.

“Mhmm. I was going to wake up early and pull you back against my chest,  immediately bury myself balls deep into this beautiful pussy, then stay there all fucking morning.”  To drive his point home he grabbed her wrists to hold behind her back as he ground his now very obvious, very hard and very large erection up against her.

He repeated the action three more times until he released her hands, only to have them claw at his bare chest and shoulders as she retaliated with long, slow rolls of her hips. “You should have thought about that before you got so rough last night.” She grabbed one of his hands and slid it under the hem of the way to large shirt and between her legs.

His face fell as he brushed the rough pads of his fingers over her still raw and swollen lower lips. “Fuck baby.” Dorghu traced over them gently, “It’s all that fucking dresses fault. Put some nasty thoughts in my mind, watching you strut around all night.” Even the memory was getting him all worked up. “I’m sorry.”

Her smiled grew dark and dirty, “Don’t be.” She leaned down to brush her lips over his and lick the length of one tusk,.”Why do you think I picked that one to wear?”

This time he didn’t bother suppressing his growl as he dug a hand back into her hair and slammed her mouth back down against his. “I’ll make it up to you tonight.” He swallowed one of her moans and pulled her body more flush against his. She hissed a little and shot her hands up to grab his face and cover the tops of his tusks. At one point he pulled back for air only for her to hook a finger around one of them and drag his face back up to hers. Dorghu let out a deep, dark chuckle, almost as dirty as the smile on her face. “Or I can make it up to you now.” The words were mumbled against her lips but he got his message across by slipping his tongue into her mouth and showing her exactly what he meant.

Masha chuckled through her nose and nipped at the tip of his tongue as he withdrew it. She sat up straight, hands coming to rest on this bare chest which rose and fell with heavy, aroused breaths. “We’re both awake early we should be taking advantage and be getting ready for the shit show that will be arriving in a couple hours.’

Dorghu was focused more on undoing the few remaining buttons of the shirt she wore. Once he had them open he hoisted her up so she was sitting on her knees over his lap. “Sounds like a good idea.” Then he grabbed a handful of asscheek with one hand, her right breast with the other and sucked a hard nipple into his mouth with a moan of delight.

“Not even close to what I meant.” Masha laughed but cradled his head closer to her chest for a moment before she pushed him back. Before he could protest she removed herself from the chair and his reach.

“You’re an evil woman.” It took all his focus to keep from lunging after her as she returned to her own chair. He waited for his muscles to relax and his blood to cool down before he hoisted himself to his feet and grabbed her cold coffee on his way back inside.

It seemed the sun had rose on fast forward when he returned a few minutes later with a fresh cup of coffee. He set the coffee cup on the small table between the chairs before he grabbed her up and settled into the chair with her, her shirt rebuttoned, her back to his chest and her head leaned back against his shoulder.

They sat in silence, him smoking another cigarette and her sipping her coffee. Dorghu traced senseless patterns on the side of her bare knee with his free hand until the sun was two fingers past the horizon and Mikey slid the back door open.

“Good Morning.” Mikey stayed half in and half out, leaned back against the door frame.

“Morning Son, You’re up early. “ Dorghu flicked an ash into the tray as Masha sat up a little straighter in his lap.

Mikey looked to the floor and then back, “Yeah umm, Kai was wondering if she could come over early today and help out with everything.”

Masha examined him over the rim of her coffee cup, “She doesn’t have to do that, she can come just hang out if she wants. I’ll be gone for a few hours but she’s welcome to come over.”

“Oh no, she wants to help. Breakfast, the kids, lunch, all of it. She likes it.” The smile on his face looked almost painful it stretched his cheeks so wide.

“What do her parents think of her spending all day over here.”

Masha added, “With a bunch of gang bangers.”

Dorghu jabbed her in the ribs but didn’t argue the point. It was true.

His son’s smile grew more than Dorghu thought possible, “She asked yesterday, they said it’s fine as long as my parents are here too. Plus, her Dad made a big deal about how Kai says she always feels safe with me, especially over here, even with the guys around. So, he doesn’t worry as much. Like I said she likes it, coming over here and feeling like a part of the clan.”

Again Masha chuckled into her cup before she could answer with a straight face, “Well it’s okay with me but it’s up to your father. It’s his house

Dorghu looked sideways at her, “Kai is welcome in our house any time. Especially Sundays.”  

“Awesome!” Mikey yelled, “Thank you!” and then ducked back inside only to reappear a second later. “Hey do you think I could take…”

“Keys are in it.”

“Thank you Masha!”

This time when he disappeared he stayed gone. They listened as the garage door opened and Masha’s Caddy hummed to life. They continued to listen until the car was too far down the street to be heard. “Don’t look at me like that. Let him drive it while he can. Before, he’s too big and heavy.” She laughed but stopped when he didn’t join in. “What?”

Dorghu shook his head and took another pull of his cigarette, “I love you.”

She stood up from his lap, smiling, “And I love you.” She dropped a quick kiss on his scarred upper lip. “I’m gonna go get dressed.”

He watched her grab her tablet and coffee and walk back in the house before he snubbed his cigarette out in the tray and went into the kitchen to start breakfast.

~~~~~~~

“Well if you don't want to go then don’t go.”

“I thought you said I can’t not go. That it would be rude.” You continued to pace through and around your kitchen while Nick sat at the table and watched.

“It would be.” He sipped at his smoothie.

You paused to look at him but immediately resumed your pacing. “She didn’t say that I had to be there. It was more like ‘you should come’ which… never mind I’ll go.”

He nodded and gave you an encouraging smile. “Good.”

When you took a sip of your coffee your stomach did a flip. You weren’t sure if it was the hangover or your apparent aversion to seeing Dorghu’s scary girlfriend again so soon. “Who am I kidding? I can’t spend all day with this woman! I’ll just tell her something came up.” Nick didn’t say anything and you sighed, coming to a stop across the table from him. “I have to go don’t I?”

He remained silent for a bit and then, “Masha… Well, if she were an orc she’d be, like the alpha female, the… the clan mother....” Nick gave you an understanding smile, “This is like her personally inviting you into the clan. Not just around the edges like before but actually into the family. Her family. For a human… especially one dating me… it’s kind of a big deal. “

At that moment your coffee was the most interesting thing you had ever seen, but you couldn’t bring yourself to drink it.

~~~~~~~

You thought your nerves at the club the night before were bad,  in your kitchen that morning were terrible, but this was easily twenty times worse than both instances combined. The house was bigger and nicer than you expected but still nothing fancy. The neighborhood wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, of course there really was no such thing as ‘ordinary’ in LA.

There were two Escalades, a jacked up, blacked out Chevy Silverado and then a Dodge truck you recognized as Dorghus all parked in the driveway and a fancy little Cadillac XLR pulled into the open garage. You couldn’t help but wish you had convinced Nick to skip work and come with you but that wasn’t what Masha had said when she invited you.  So, you came on your own. Which you had convinced yourself would go just fine, right up until you rang the doorbell.

From inside you heard a muffled, “Mikey!”

Followed by a slightly less muffled, “Got it.” Two seconds later the door swung open and there stood Dorghu’s son. “Hey [Your Name]! Come on in.” He stepped out of the way so you could enter the house and then shut the door behind you. “Here, everyone’s in the kitchen. Have you eaten yet?” He led her through the living room and around a long dining room table towards a counter that separated the kitchen from the dining area

The tension almost evarapted from you body entirely when you saw Nessa come around the opposite side of the counter, bouncing a hefty little orc boy on her hip as she went. “Hey! Glad you came!” She reached out the arm that wasn’t supporting the little one to give you a quick hug. “No Nick?”

“Working. He said he’d come by after if it was still going.” You smiled and gave the little boy a wave, only to have him bury his face in Nessa’s neck.

“Aww. Don’t mind Hale, the only human he isn’t shy with is Masha. He’ll come around. C’mon.You want some coffee? Or breakfast? We got all the best hangover food.” She whispered that bit behind Hales back like a secret, “ Pancakes, bacon, eggs, venison sausage, fried potatoes...”

“Coffee would be great.” You followed her the rest the way into the kitchen were you found To sitting at a smaller kitchen table.

“There she is.” He stood half way out of his chair to give you a hug which you happily returned.

Nessa went into the actual kitchen, still with little Hale hiding in her shoulder, where Masha and another young orc girl were working. “Kai can you take him for me?” She handed the little boy off. “Kai this is [Your Name], [Your Name ] this is Kailene. Mikey’s girlfriend.”

The girl smiled and waved, “Hi!” She hefted the little boy a few times to get him settled and then asked him in a silly voice, “Should we go see if Mikey’s Dad needs help outside? Hmm?” The boy giggled as they trailed after Mikey towards a set of glass, sliding doors you assumed led to a backyard.

“Here sit.” Nessa handed you a cup of coffee and pointed to the table. “Sugar is there, there might be cream in the fridge if you need it.” She smiled and nodded before going back into the kitchen.

You watched as she took a much smaller orc child from Masha. “Here’s her bottle, do you mind? So I can get cleaned up and go.”

“No problem, come here beautiful.” Nessa took the baby and the bottle and came to sit across the table from you and Tolar.

Masha continued to straighten up the kitchen and then washed her hands before she came to pick up a half empty coffee cup on the counter by the table. “[Your Name], glad you came.” She downed the rest of the coffee in one go, “I’m just gonna run and grab some stuff out of the office then we’ll go.” Halfway out of the kitchen she turned over her shoulder, “If you’re hungry go ahead and grab some pancakes. Otherwise To and Mikey are gonna eat them all.”

Tolar mumbled something in Orcish, loud enough for her to hear, around a mouth full of food, and she threw a remark of her own right back at him which had everyone laughing except for you. Even the baby waved her arms as Nessa giggled.

When Nessa glanced up and saw your face she cocked her head to the side, “Girl, you really should start trying to pick up some of the language. I mean you are dating one of us now.”

You groaned, “I know...My friggin Godfather is an orc, you think by now I’d know more than ‘hello’, ‘good-bye’ and ‘thank you’.”

To shoved half a pancake in his mouth, “Have Jakoby teach you “

Before you could reply the screen door slid open and Mikey came running inside, chased by Hale on his ungainly little legs, who was being chased by Dorghu. They were all laughing, Hale’s more like squeals of pure joy as he ran around and around the living room trying to catch Mikey and avoid being caught by Dorghu.

Before either of those things could happen Masha appeared at the bottom of the stairs and snatched up the littlest orc mid run. His squeals doubled as she hoisted him up, arms and legs flailing.  When Dorghu came up behind Masha he grabbed her around the waist, picking them both up and carrying them into the kitchen. The whole while pretending to growl and snarl at the toddler over Masha’s shoulder.

You couldn’t help but smile and be completely floored by the sight of Dorghu and Masha laughing and playing. It was so, so far removed from how you normally saw them. Masha was still laughing when Dorghu let go of her and let her slip easily back down to the floor. “Okay little one,” Hale was still trying to growl back at Dorghu as Masha carried him into the kitchen. She said something to him in Orcish as she set him on the kitchen counter and re-tied his shoe. The little boy nodded vigorously and said something back to her, just a few words. Masha smiled, tucked her bangs behind one ear before she held her hand up for a high five.  

She helped him down off the counter and he immediately resumed chasing Mikey, and now Kai, around the living room. “Somebody make sure he eats something, please.” When Masha looked your way she was still smiling and you felt oddly out of place, but not as nervous as you had fifteen minutes ago.

This Masha seemed like night to day with the Masha you had seen last night. The skimpy club dress and heels had been replaced with jeans, an oversized t-shirt that hung off one shoulder and a well worn pair of white tennis shoes.

“Okay, you heard Hale, he’s in charge while I’m gone. No matter what the big, scary one says.” She walked back to Dorghu and gave him a quick kiss on the scarred cheek. “Anyone need anything? If you think of something call. We’ll be back before the game starts.” She grabbed her phone and a set of keys off a small table by a side door in the kitchen and nodded your way, “Ready?”

You jumped up, took one more sip of the extremely strong coffee and nodded “Yeah, ready.” You followed her out the kitchens side door and into the garage. When you saw the fancy car again you realized it must be hers.

When you stepped up to the passenger door she waved you off, “Oh, no, we’re taking one of the Escalades. We’ll need the extra room.”

It was your weekly case of ‘how many shelves do you have to climb in order to get your basic necessities?’ Because Heaven forbid anything you like be on the bottom shelves. Those were reserved for off-brand bulk, and if you really needed that many cheese balls in your life, reaching the top shelf was the least of your worries.

The record for shelf climbing was ten. You were sitting pretty at five, but this latest one was proving to be quite an undertaking.

Your local grocery store has one last jar of your favorite peanut butter, located on the top shelf, of course, and in your attempts to climb the shelves to it, your hand knocked the prize further away, just out of reach. So, here you are, standing on one shelf while hanging on to another, wondering how much weight these things can take before you knock down the entire condiments section.

But that little amount of pride you have that dictates short people can do things too won’t let you get down and ask for help.

So, you reach a little farther.

You swear your middle finger brushes something when someone clears their throat behind you. 

Half expecting one of the employees, you’re pleasantly surprised to see an orc standing next to you. He’s still taller than you, of course, because life won’t let you see eye to eye with anyone, even with vertical assistance.

He’s not dressed like most orcs you know. Baggy clothing is usually the attire of choice, but this orc is in just a black tee and jeans. It outlines a toned physique that you honestly can’t help but appreciate.

“Um…hi,” you say, trying your utmost to not sound embarrassed at being caught in the act.

You really don’t think it works. 

The orc eyeballs the shelf above you momentarily, before setting his gaze back on you. “Do you need some help?”

In one last, desperate push, you reach again. 

And manage to push the jar even further away. 

You sigh and hang your head, unable to look him in the eye. “Yeah, maybe.” 

He reaches up above you. Moments later, his hand produces that very jar you have been trying to reach for the past five minutes. 

You almost don’t want the damn thing anymore. 

“So,” he starts, looking the jar over. “Do you hang out around here often?”

Slowly, you climb down from the shelves, trying very hard not to roll your eyes. “You know, I was about to call you my hero, and then you had to go and ruin the moment.” 

He frowns. “Sorry. I get told my humor needs work sometimes.” 

“Only sometimes?” you ask, a smile on your face. You take the peanut butter from him, ignoring the way your fingers brush his. “Name’s (Y/N). You got one, tall stuff?”

He blinks; he probably doesn’t get called that much. For an orc, he isn’t terribly large. Doesn’t matter to you, though. Everyone’s tall in your book.

“It’s Nick. Nick Jakoby.”

“Well, it’s been a pleasure, Nick,” you say, starting to walk down the aisle again.

“Same,” he calls out.

You make it maybe five feet before you turn around, finding yourself unable to walk away from Nick. Maybe it’s his sweet disposition, or that slightly disappointed look in his eyes when you decided to leave. “You know, I happen to like a lot of stuff on the top shelves around here. If you don’t mind, I could probably use some help along the way.”

Nick grins, and honestly it’s the first time you notice his teeth are filed down. “Well, far be it from me to refuse a citizen in need.” 

Grocery shopping takes you half an hour, tops. Today, it takes nearly two hours as the two of you wander the aisles aimlessly, picking random boxes when your focus finally manages to stray from the conversation. He’s a cop with the LAPD, an impressive feat that you make known to him rather vocally, but he shrugs off your praise, slightly sheepish under the spotlight. A lot of people are cops. He shouldn’t be any different. 

Given most guys you knew would do anything for a compliment, you find his resistance to it appealing.

You talk about your job in retail. It’s not the best thing in the world and most days you’d rather burn the place to the ground, but it pays the bills. You’ll do something else one day, you tell him, once you figure out what.

“I always wanted to be a cop,” he says as you’re checking out. His stuff is behind yours in line, all organic, healthy. You wish you had that kind of commitment. “Ever since I was a kid.” 

“Must be nice, always knowing what you want to be.”

“I don’t know about that,” he shrugs. “If this didn’t work out, I’m not sure where I’d be. You’ve got options. The whole world is open to you.”

You never thought about it that way.

The two of you are still chatting when you enter the parking lot. You stand in front of your little sedan for what seems like ages, but the two of you eventually realize your food is going to spoil if you waste any more time.

That’s when a lowrider swerves into the parking lot, music blaring out the windows, bass so high you can feel it vibrate across your bones. These kids are sitting at the wheel, barely out of school, high on whatever youthful pride they have. They think they’re better than anyone who isn’t them, and need to say so in order to keep that ego of theirs in check.

And Nick makes an easy target.

“Hey guys, check out this pigskin over here. Look at the freak show. Hey, homie, where your teeth at?”

You narrow your eyes, feeling a familiar anger boiling somewhere deep inside.

“Nowhere you need to be concerned about,” Nick answers calmly. It almost sounds by the book, like he does this a lot 

He probably does.

“Oh shit,” says one of the passengers. “Hey, it’s that cop orc. The one from TV!”

“Shit, you’re right, bro. A pig that’s actually a pig.”

“Hey, why you wanna be a cop? You wanna get paid to shoot humans?”

Nick nods slowly, eyes closing in annoyance. “Alright, you’ve had your fun now, move along.”

You look at him, surprised. Why won’t he defend himself? 

“You hear this guy?” the driver asks his friends. “Look, pigskin, you ain’t in uniform. I ain’t gotta go anywhere.”

Nick leans down, looking in the window properly. “I’m asking you to leave nicely.”

“Nicely? Look man, why don’t you come over here and tell me to leave, or the LAPD take your dick along with your teeth?”

You slam your hand down on the hood of the vehicle and look in the window, fire in your eyes. “Hey, asshole, just cause you haven’t done anything with your shitty little life doesn’t mean you get to take it out on everyone else.”

Nick reaches for your arm. “(Y/N), you don’t need-”

“You hear this bitch? Who you think you are?”

“I’m the girl who’s gonna put a nice new dent in your head if you don’t step off.”

And you’d do it too. You grew up around here. Life taught you early on that you can’t take shit from anyone. Whatever they deal to you, you deal back twofold. People learned real quick not to mess with the short girl.

“(Y/N)-”

“You defending this freak? You his bitch or something?”

“Maybe I am,” you offer, ignoring Nick as he tries to keep you from doing something stupid. No one could ever stop you from doing that. Your conscience stopped trying a long time ago. “You got a problem with that?”

“Can’t stick with your own kind?” asks the kid in the passenger’s seat. “Gotta go hook up with some orc fuck that-”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence as you throw the first thing that your hand grabs into the car.

The peanut butter jar smashes against the window right by his head.

“Jesus! This bitch is crazy!” the driver shouts as he puts the car in drive. The tires squeal as they flee the scene.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going!” you shout as Nick swiftly wraps his arm around your waist and picks you up off the ground with ease. You flail in his grip, your anger nowhere near done with the boys. “You can’t take it from a little girl, huh? How’d you think you’d do against an orc!”

“(Y/N)!” Nick shouts, setting you down. He puts his hands up to keep you from escaping around him in order to pursue the car. “(Y/N), enough!”

You quiet down, though you’re still panting, trying to find a way to let the anger go.

Nick lowers his arms. “You know I’m a cop, right? I could arrest you for something like that.”

“Well, I wasn’t about to stand there and let them talk to you like that. Someone has to defend you, if you won’t.”

He sighs. “Look, it’s not that I don’t want to. It’s just…I’ve got people watching me all the time. I do anything remotely out of line, that’s my career. Over. Done. I don’t have much choice.”

You stop and take a good, hard look at Nick. It never occurred to you that he would be in the position. But you remember all those news pieces on him. No one was a fan of an orc on the force. Of course they would be looking for a way to get rid of him.

“Well, I do,” you say, touching his arm so his eyes lock with yours. He doesn’t say it, but you can see the gratitude in his eyes. “And there’s no way I’ll ever let anyone speak to you like that.”

His lips part, surprised. He has never heard this from a human before. It’s so strange and…wonderful.

He watches you look in the direction the car disappeared. “Damn, I really wanted that peanut butter.”

This makes him laugh, hard. He can’t help it. The stress of the last couple minutes needs a release and there’s no better way than laughing until you can’t breathe in the parking lot of a grocery store.

“Laugh it up, tall stuff,” you say with a kind smile. You enjoy the laughter, despite sounding the opposite way. “Look, I gotta get to work, but maybe I’ll see you again some time, yeah?”

Nick nods, feeling disappointment well in his chest. “Yeah…yeah, I’ll just look for someone hanging off the shelves.”

“You know, I don’t have to like you.”

“No, you just have to defend my honor.”

You shrug as you get into your car. Waving goodbye to Nick, you drive away from the store, wondering if you’d just made a big mistake by not giving him your number.

Nick had started dating you  six months ago.

You were a new cop and he helped you familiarizing with your new work place.

Since the first time you saw each other you felt a strong attracion, so you didn’t think about it twice when you asked him out for dinner.

He was a real gentleman with you.

He waited your second date to give you a kiss, not before asking you if you were okay with that, and, the first time you made love to each other was so romantic and gentle, that, for the first time of your life, you felt sad thinking about separating for work the next morning.

Of course, everybody knows about the two of you, especially a certain someone that didn’t agree on a beautiful girl like you dating an orc.

Hell, he was against interracial relationships, seeing orcs as inferiors.

That’s the reason why officer Pollard would always try to flirt with you in front of Nick.

He wanted to hurt him and he also wanted you.

When Nick finally reach his destination, he saw you in front of the coffee machine, waiting patiently for your beverage to be ready.

Seeing your uniform hugging perfectly your forms, made him feeling very hot.

You were beautiful despite what you wear, but you dressed with your cop uniform and your (h/c) hair tied up into a bun exposing your soft neck for him to bite and ravish, was something that always turns him on.

Creeping up behind you, he suddenly grab your hips with his big hands screaming:

“You’re under arrest!”

Squealing you turned around, ready to smack the living shit out of whoever decided to give you an heart attack,but when your (e/c) eyes met yellow ones, you suddenly stop your hand.

“Nick, you scared me!”

Laughing, he buried his face onto your neck, giving you a soft kiss there.

Once you calmed down, you brought both of your hands on his chest, feeling his broad chest under his uniform.

“For what I’m being arrested officer?”

“You being illegal in this uniform”

With that said, Nick leaned down towards you, giving you a sweet kiss on your lips.

You were so happy to finally feel him after spending the whole morning with your partner, who was a really ill-tempered old man.

“I wish I had a bucket so I can puke”

You separated from each other when Pollard’s comment reached your ears.

You noticed Nick looking down, he never answer back when he’s being insulted because he knows that if he gets in trouble, he could be kicked out from the police.

“Oh why Pollard? I don’t see any mirror here”

You answered, grinning at him.

Scoffing, Pollard shoved Nick away and walked  toward you, until your back hit the coffee machine.

“Feisty huh? I like it”

Pollard’s hands find their way on your hips and on your cheeks.

“A pretty thing like you deserved better, look at your boyfriend, he’s here, and he’s letting me touch you like this without doing nothing...he’s not the real man you deserve”

Moving your gaze toward Nick, you noticed how he was gritting his teeth and flared his nostrils.

His hands were closed into a fist, but both of you knows that he couldn’t do anything or he will get the blame.

Remembering the reason you were there, you smiled at Pollard while you reach behind  you for your cup of coffee.

Seeing your smile, Pollard turned toward Nick, grinning: “See? Your girlfriend finally understand”

However, when he turned to you again, he was meet by hot coffee spilling on his face and under his neck.

Pollard let out a loud scream, covering his eyes and cheeks.

“You little bitch!”

When he charged toward you, Nick suddenly appeared in front of you, one hand on your waist, trying to hide you besides him, the other on Pollard neck: “You just try to touch her and you’ll feel a pain worse than a hot coffee on your skin”.

Before Pollard could say something, Ward followed by two other officers came to see what all the commotion was about.

Nick explained that you accidentally slipped and your coffee ended up on Pollard.

Pollard wasn’t brave enough to say anything, seeing how Nick was staring at him.

When you were finally alone, you walk toward your boyfriend, enveloping him into a tight embrace.

“I can’t believe it you were going to hit Pollard and risk your career”

Kissing the top of your head, Nick stared down at you.

“He was right you know? I’m not a good boyfriend, I can’t do anything to stop him from pestering you again or touch you like that, because i’m too scared about losing my job...it shouldn’t be like that...you should be at the first place”

You couldn’t believe at what you were hearing.

It’s true, he didn’t intervene at first, but then, he was ready to beat Pollard up for good. 

You didn’t want him feeling bad for that, you knew he loves you and you knew how much being a cop means to him.

Taking Nick by one of his hand, you started walked toward the garage.

It didn’t matter that Nick was asking where were you taking him, you kept going without speaking a word.

Once inside the garage, you reach your car, you opened the passenger sit’s door, and with all your strenght you pushed Nick inside.

Closing the door, you straddled his muscolar thighs.

“(Y/n)...what are you doing?” Smiling down at him, you took out your handcuffs from your belt.

“Nicholas Jakoby, you’re under arrest”

Before he could protest, you moved your hips against his, making him moan.

You took both of his wrists, handcuffing them on the door’s handle.

Knowing you didn’t have much time before you both had to be back at work, you unzipped his pants, taking out his full lenght.

“I’ll show you how much I love you baby”

You quickly get rid of your pants and panties, before moving your wet folds up and down Nick’s lenght.

“Can you feel how much you turned me on before?”

You both let out a loud moan, he was trying to move his hips against you, he needed to be inside of you.

You didn’t want to made him wait, so,you positioned his lenght before sinking down on it, taking it inch by inch.

You both moaned while you moved up and down on him.

You could tell he wanted to touch you, he was trying to free himself while letting out deep growls.

An evil grin appeared on your face.

Unbuttoned  your uniform shirt, you shows Nick that you weren’t wearing a bra.

Watching your breast going up and down with your movements were enough to make him come.

He let out some words in orcish, you didn’t know the meaning, but you could tell that they were obscenities, and, that was enough for triggering your own relase.

You kept riding him until you land flat against his chest.

Taking the keys from your discarded pants, you finally free Nick wrists.

In no time you find yourself under him, he kissed you slowly and passionately, while he sweetly caressed your cheeks and neck.

“(Y/n) you have no idea how much I love you”

Staring up at him, you caressed his face gently.

“I love you too baby”