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"what do you call this?" your free hand was moved back down there, and you tried not to stiffen as much as you had before. not meeting his eyes, you kept your gaze on the blonde haired chest under your fingertips. "i-, well-, manhood?" a cruel chuckle echoed through his torso, but he didn't allow you to move.
"cock, my wife. repeat the word."
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bath smut. inspired by a knight of the seven kingdoms aka game of thrones aka a song of ice and fire world
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“Take one step closer, sweetheart, and I’ll tear those fatigues off faster than you can blink.”
You blinked anyway.
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Later on, she would plead that it had all been a joke. That the wine-induced loneliness she'd experienced after Trinity's gathering had been the source of it all. Maybe some invisible hand had guided her to download that app, to match with a doctor that worked in Pittsburgh and happened to be the same age as John Shen.
But Victoria Javadi knew the truth. That here, squirming in John's lap, was where she'd meant to end up all along.
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victoria wants to buy things without her parents knowing. john needs victoria by any means necessary. sugar baby au ensues. -
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Logic leaves you when he leans in to nose at your neck. Your last was Robby, always Robby, with his wide eyes and wider hands, the scent of antiseptic hidden by the fresh laundry detergent you used to share. “Missed you, baby.” He slurs, open mouth planting wet kisses on your jaw, your throat, the shoulders covered by your shirt. It’s still a dream, has to be, so you’re not afraid to cover his hand with your own. You lightly brush over his wedding ring tan, and he doesn’t comment on it. Just shifts his hips a little to bring himself closer to you, warmth radiating off him in waves. Robby always ran cold, always had to have one of those stupid hoodies on, but to you he was as warm as melted spring snow.
Maybe that’s why you reach for the hem of his shirt.
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- Part 1 of dr robby, down bad divorcee
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You change the locks the moment you read the newspaper, black and white stained suspiciously with what looks like your tears.
Sheriff John Price Engaged
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or sheriff john price gets engaged and doesnt tell the bountyhunter he loves. surely that isnt suspicious
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- Part 3 of the shiny gold badge
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He almost slips up, almost hits your floor number in the elevator before you do, but you're too wrapped around him to notice. He finds your neck before your lips, to remind you that this is primal. Preordained.
(The other thirty-something women before you must've been universal mistakes, then.)
You giggle into his hold, allowing him to grab two handfuls of your ass as he crowds you against the metal bar. "John," you pant, music to his ears. You don't notice how he opens your apartment door like he's been there before, a gold key on his keyring in the same shape of your own. You don't question how he knows to turn left for your bedroom instead of right towards your roommate's.
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You should've listened to Kyle when he warned you against Johnny's mystery ghoul juice. Or, more accurately, you shouldn't have held eye contact with your captain at the other end of the rented-out bar, decked out with orange and black and bad decisions. You should've paid closer attention to the ghost on your shoulder, following your every step towards what would certainly be your ruin.
Maybe then you wouldn't have woken up in John Price's bed, sandwiched between the man himself and your lieutenant.
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- Part 3 of kinktober 2025
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"And what will you gain from such a marriage?" You stammer, needing his attention off your most intimate thoughts. The hand in your skirts loosens considerably and slides up until he finds where the bottom of your corset digs into stomach. He cups you there, five strong fingers cradling your body like its something to protected.
"Heirs."
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- Part 5 of bodice ripper aus
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“what happened? what is all of this, john?” you’re not stupid. you know he’s not the victim of a random alleyway robbery. you know he’s only got thirty contacts on his phone and half of them are emojis, no one with a real name. even yours is sweetheart, while his own on your phone remains john price <3. you’ve seen the lack of family photos, of work buddies, of even a diploma for his fancy job. you knew these things and loved him anyway, deciding they weren’t worth more than your happiness.
clearly, you should’ve paid more attention.
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or where john price conveniently doesn't tell his girlfriend hes in the mafia
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- Part 3 of mafia au
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When he flips you back, his face has changed. The same forehead wrinkles, the same piercing blue eyes, the same crow's feet. You occupy yourself with finding the change rather than feeling fear, and it's only when your gaze falls to his mouth do you realize that curiosity and fear are one in the same.
Fangs. He has fangs.
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or the victorian vampire au where john price decides to diy his own vamp wifeSeries
- Part 4 of bodice ripper aus
- Part 2 of kinktober 2025
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"C'mere." You're crawling before he finishes speaking, all fours toward the end of the mattress. When you get to your destination, you settle back on your haunches, dress hem tightening over the tops of your thighs. "These'll be needin' cleaning, too." Thick fingers enter your vision, dusty with grave dirt and a tinge of maroon. You lean forward eagerly, mouth open like a willing supplicant. Two make their way into your waiting mouth, settling on the wet muscle of your tongue. It's tangy and rustic and wild, but John's looking at you like you've unlocked a mystery of the world. Your tongue teases the ridges of his fingers, tracing and memorizing the feels. Saliva gathers thickly and you ignore the urge to gag as he presses in further. It spills out the sides of your mouth as he pulls back, connecting you with a clear string of fluid even after his fingers are out of your mouth.
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- Part 2 of the shiny gold badge
- Part 1 of kinktober 2025
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a collection of my price headcanons from my tumblr: oceantornadoo
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His office looks just as you remember it. A half-drank glass of whiskey next to sheafs of paper, scribbled with that madman scratch of his. Dates on the calendar have shifted and he's got a new jacket hanging on the door, but it's all the same man underneath.
Your wanted poster is still pinned to the back of his door, your smile in line with his desk chair. A reminder, perhaps.
"The hell are you doin' here?" A voice grumbles from the doorway, hallway light shining for the first time in hours. You honestly thought he'd come back earlier, but as always, he's at the whim of his citizens.
"Thought I'd take a look at your decor. Hasn't changed much." John huffs, shutting the door with his spurs still attached that you're sure will leave a scratch. He rounds the table slowly, boots creaking as you take him in. Same denim as usual with that brown shirt and ever-present sheriff star, winking at you. He's changed the beard to lambchops and new frown lines decorate his forehead, almost hidden by the hat.
That fucking hat.
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- Part 1 of the shiny gold badge
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simon is in love. he shows it in many ways.
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lord!john price who takes your flirtations at the first ball of the season a little too seriously.
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- Part 3 of bodice ripper aus
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"my tastes lean sweeter, my lord." you answer. a lie feels almost illegal in his presence, his domineering shoulders taking up half of your view. he tugs on the pearls, as if to test their strength, and your younger sister gasps behind him.
"good t' know." he rumbles, nearly shaking the table. you track where the bandana meets the bridge of his nose, slightly bent as if it had been broken before. his gloved hand drops away, and you turn back to the table like nothing happened.
the heat on your face and the throbbing between your thighs says otherwise.
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- Part 2 of bodice ripper aus
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you are a new lieutenant to the 141. simon comes to love you.
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“You’re good with your hands.” Samira spits out, eyes immediately flying open as she processes what she said. It’s Jack’s first stumble of the night, the glass in his hand almost slipping onto the ground until he catches it in the other. They stare at each other, ignoring the Happy Birthday remix to the tune of Jingle Bells that plays in the background.
“Yeah?” He rasps, face flat. Samira gulps, squares her shoulders, then nods. “Yeah.”
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“you didn’t tell me you were leaving.” you mumble, another tear falling. his thumb moved to wipe it off your face. john removes his grip to feed his thumb, wet with your tears, into his mouth. he sucks hard like a candied almond, and removes it with a pop.
you’re speechless.
“marry me.” john demands. he grips your torso, uncaring of the weight of your body and skirts combined, and lifts you onto the desk. he steps forward into the cradle of your hips, the fabric of your skirts stretching to accommodate him.
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or reader is courted by a very victorian very demanding john price
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- Part 1 of bodice ripper aus
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"You're a good friend, Jack." He blinks away the sudden rush of emotion that floods through him. Friends is better than nothing, he reminds himself. Friends can sustain him a year, and then she'll leave and he'll be here but at least they'll be friends. Right where she left him and he'll turn dusty with disuse, but he won't scare her off with the pure want that cracked his heart the moment he met her, a 28-year-old intern that wore her own heart on her sleeve and existed as Robby's worst nightmare. It's been almost three years since then, and ever since he heard she drilled a Burr hole with an easy IO eight months ago, his occasional dreams of her turned into fully formed fantasies. He's been tempted to call Pysch a few times, only stopped by the thought of his therapist shaking his head at his antics.
So he won't tell her. Jack Abbot has lived through earth-shaking loss and he'll live through it again. He can't imagine life any other way.
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or five times jack almost confesses to samira and one time he actually does