Crush X Reader ONE-SHOTS

Police!Crush X Criminal!Reader ≡ Chains and Badges [LEMON]

You didn't speak. Instead, you laugh even more.

"You little bitch—!" That was already the breaking point of his patience. It was thin as a paper sheet. He reached out to your messy hair that had strands sticking out on every side, pulling it closer to his face, you could feel his hot breath tickling the lobe of your ear—though you didn't seem to be fazed. "Listen up. I don't care if you kill me when you got out, which is never going to happen. I'll break every part of you as you go screaming my name."

You chuckled darkly before spitting him right in his eye, "Break me? I'm already broken, boy."

You have every intention of (Crush's name) for touching your face without permission. Your heart accelerated in disgust as you glared at the male who grins handsomely. With a gentle finger he reorients your face so that he holds the gaze that you didn't want to give him, stealing the passion from your eyes in a way that only magnifies the spark. There is no smile on his lips, only the hot intensity of his gaze that you both know is the start of the inferno to come.  

(Crush's name) kissed your neck with sloppy open mouth movements, ravaging it, taking the skin in between his teeth and sucking it. For some reason, you yawned which confuses the male to stop and stare at you with an amused look written on his face. 

"You're... bored?"

"Yes."

"What?" He asked, a bit angrier this time, "every girl who spots me always want to have the D."

"I've seen a male's private area all the time, and that 'all the time' is being sliced away." You said monotonously as you squirmed a bit, taking a comfortable position for you to sleep in. "Are you done yet? I need to sleep."

You expected him to go away, instead, his dirty hand trails all over your body. The thin sheet of fabric was still layered that doesn't bother you. 

"That's it. Unchain me,"

"Why would I?" He smirked, putting on his confident attitude.

"Do it, I know you'll like it." You winked, grinning ear to ear. (Crush's name) stood up and did what you told, inserting the key to the tiny hole by the handcuffs as it produced a metallic sound of clashing down to the stone-y floor. 

Little did he know, he just unleashed the beast.

He composed himself and before he could turn to you, he was completely pinned down on the floor, his eyes widened like saucers as he stared at your lust-filled peripherals. You licked your lips seductively and leaned through his ears, your tongue poked the lobe of his ear. "Hm? You scared?"

(Crush's name) felt weak to your presence. Despite being the most toughest officer in rank, he seems to be like a sick puppy being tied down by a lion. His mouth had parted due to shock, he felt your fleshy muscular organ on his ears. He got this funny feeling on his stomach that makes him feel so sick. Just one touch and intoxication is instant. 

"This time I'm in control; so you be a good boy and don't move your hands. I'm gonna drive you crazy, then stop, then do it all over again until you beg me to finish this. Even then, I won't. I'm just gonna do every naughty thing to you until your mind and body explode."

A delicious shiver ran down his spine, like a bolt of electricity. Thin lips curved into a sly smirk and those equally lust-filled eyes was full of amusement. 

You leaned forward to connect with his lips, it wasn't such a hard deal to make his mouth open, in fact, it's already agape. Your tongue fought his with dominance, you two started to move like partners in a dance. Your bodies fit together as if the two of you were made just for this, to feel this natural rhythm, to have it.