Secret

by Strangunddurm

Summary:

You are Flip’s little secret.

Notes:

Warnings: Breeding kink, PinV sex, unprotected sex, fingering, masturbation, degradation, swearing, dirty talk, , alcohol consumption, vagina-having-person-related words, oral sex (m and f receiving), possessive, over-protective.

It wasn’t that Flip went out of his way to avoid talking about you to other people, it was just that… them not knowing was better than them knowing. He liked to keep his private life private. There was nothing wrong with that and it wasn’t like it would bring them any harm not knowing.

Harm was the reason for why he did it in the first place. He had just been promoted to detective when the two of you got together and he had been so paranoid that something unimaginable would happen to you. And now, years later, it had become normal for him to avoid mentioning anything that could even cause people to guess his relationship status. You were so sweet to him that you didn’t mind it at all. You knew his reason for it and you loved how protective he could be of you. The less his colleagues knew about him, the less a possible suspect could hold above his head, just in case any of them happened to find themselves in a high-risk situation.

And the little arrangement had been perfect, up until you went out with your friends to the same bar he was out to with half of the precinct. Someone of some rank was retiring and it had been natural to accept the last-minute invitation to join the celebrations. However, last-minute plans meant that he was not able to become privy to your own last-minute plans. And now here he was, hours later, forced to watch some fresh-faced Officer try and smooth talk you by the bar.

Flip had spotted you the second he walked into the Cotton Club. It had caused him to pause in his step just long enough for Jimmy to notice. He had tapped Flip on the back and teased him about being distracted by “the pretty ladies”. Flip had of course been distracted by you but it wasn’t for the reason Jimmy was thinking. Instead of saying anything about it, Flip had simply laughed it off and taken his seat that was the furthest out in the booth, and just so happened to be in perfect view of you.

It was all going so well. You were enjoying your time spent with your friends and Flip was trying to appear interested in whatever his colleagues were blabbering about.

It was a surprise that the two of you hadn’t found yourselves in this situation earlier. After all, it wasn’t like you never went out at the same time. You would usually have a system in place where one of you would redirect your separate parties to different bars. But maybe this was worth it. Just for a night. Flip loved watching you. It was his favourite way to pass time, like watching a movie he hoped would never end. And you looked so happy and carefree, not a single worry seemed to weigh you down.

Your happiness made Flip happy until that wasteful Officer slid into the empty space by the bar next to you. And, of course, you being ever the polite person that you were, didn’t tell him immediately to fuck off, despite the uncomfortable smile that Flip could clearly see on your face. Your friends had abandoned you for the dancefloor so there was nobody to do the telling off for you, unfortunately.

He tried to control himself, he really did. He sat in his seat, hand gripping the bottle tighter and tighter until he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Rookie’s taking your girl.” Jimmy hadn’t meant anything with it. It was obvious to him that Flip was clearly interested in the woman by the bar, he just didn’t know the entire reason why. Jimmy enjoyed riling Flip up at times, found it entertaining, so it was natural that he would take this chance to do it as well. Flip would usually take it all in stride with his own sarcastic response. Jimmy hadn’t expected for Flip to stand up in anger and march off toward the pair, half-full beer bottle being knocked over in his haste.

“Hey, Man! I was just kidding.” Jimmy called after him, fumbling to get the bottle up right before the entirety of its content was all over him. Flip pretended not to hear him, not even offering a half-assed apology over his shoulder. Getting you away from that sleazy man was his main priority at that moment. Besides, it’s not like Jimmy would care after Flip bought him another beer later as an apology.

He knew you saw him coming. Your eyes connected with his over the Rookie’s shoulder, but you continued whatever unimportant conversation you had as if it was nothing. Flip knew it wasn’t entirely your fault. It was that still-wet-behind-his-ears Officer that insisted on staying and talking to you despite your obvious disinterest. But did you enjoy playing games with him? You could’ve at least acknowledged his presence in some minor way.

“Beat it.” The worlds flew out of Flip’s mouth before he, himself, could even consciously think about what to say. The Rookie opened his mouth to protest but it was enough for Flip to level him with that typical Flip Zimmerman glare for him to make himself scarce.

“Didn’t you see me?”

“Hello to you, too.” The smile on your face was sweet and lovely and Flip almost caught himself smiling at you in return. It was so easy for you to make him forget whatever mood he found himself in. Being around you automatically made everything better in his opinion.

“I didn’t know you were going out.”

“Well, you never came home so I assumed you were busy with work. I left a note.” Flip flinched slightly but he could see that you didn’t hold any resentment against him, it was merely a statement. It wasn’t unusual for Flip to get so lost in paperwork or something or other that he would forget to phone home to you. He always tried to, of course, but minds tend to get lost in whatever overwhelming flow of information they were the recipients of every now and then.

“Sorry about that.” Flip looked down at you with a tight-lipped smile and a scratch on the back of his head, feeling sheepish.

“No need to apologise. I’m glad to see you enjoying yourself.” You patted his chest affectionately before glancing over his shoulder to where he had been sitting before. Jimmy was watching the two of you like a hawk with a glee-filled grinon his face. He sent you a wave that would’ve probably caused you to turn the other way and flee if you didn’t already know Flip.

“Your friends are watching us.”

“Are they now?” Flip was completely uninterested in the observation. “What did that guy want?”

“What guy?” You were playing stupid with him.

“Please don’t.” Now wasn’t the time for teasing in Flip’s opinion.

“He wanted to take me home and ‘treat me right’.” You let out a soft giggle as you relayed what the guy had said to you. You hadn’t taken anything of it seriously seeing as you were very much happy with the man you were in a committed relationship with. You just entertained the guy for less than five minutes as you knew Flip had been watching you. Maybe it was an unhealthy aspect of your relationship but you enjoyed seeing Flip get a bit worked up whenever a person would hit on you.

“I hope you told him to fuck off.” Flip’s hand had slowly crept to your hip whilst you had been talking, grabbing a possessive hold of it, urging you just a bit closer to him.

“I didn’t,” If you didn’t know any better, you would’ve thought that Flip was half wolf at that moment from the almost animal-like growl that tore its way through his chest. “I told him that my boyfriend would tell him that.” So, you weren’t completely out to give him a heart attack.

“Good.” Flip was just about to stoop down and place a kiss on your lips when your hand on his chest and a turn of your head stopped him.

“And just what do you think you are doing?” You tilted your head toward his colleagues to hint at the fact that you were definitely being watched.

“Kissing you?”

“Are you sure you want to do that right now?”

“Definitely.” And kiss you he did. Flip always kissed you like it was the only thing that could keep him from dying, like your kiss and your lips were his saving grace in life. You kissed him back just as eagerly, letting out a delighted moan as he bit down on your bottom lip.

“Do you want to get out of here?”

“Absolutely.”

You didn’t get far. It’s not like either of you could drive home in the state that you were in and calling a cab to come and pick you up would take too long. Flip was desperate to have you. Seeing another man hitting on you had awoken some animalistic urge inside of him and he was ready to rip the clothes off your back and mount you.

Flip needed to feel your sweet, silky walls wrapped around him as he came deep inside of you. He wanted to mark you up so that every single man, woman, and other in the entire state of Colorado knew that you belonged to him. You were his and no one else’s.

There was an alley close to the bar where you were at. Of course, Flip thought you always deserved better than to be fucked in some back alley, but sometimes you had to do what you had to do. Plus, it was so secluded that not many people knew about it and it wasn’t exactly a place that saw a lot of foot traffic.

Flip pressed you up against one of the brick walls, looming over you as he kissed your cheek, down your neck, sucking very lightly before you delivered a smack to his chest.

“Don’t. I don’t want any visible marks.”

“Too bad.” You let out a sigh of defeat and Flip could almost hear the eye roll that you surely made. You were a stubborn person but so was he. You knew that sometimes he would only listen so much to whatever you were telling him.

The bricks were uncomfortable against your back but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You were far too lost in the small ripples of pleasure that were begging to turn to waves.

“Flip…” You breathed out as he hit one of your weak spots with his lips. He nibbled at your skin softly, his moustache and beard tickling your skin in that way you loved.

“I should put a ring on your finger so everyone knows you’re taken.” You let out a laugh over his mutterings. You would love a ring on your finger, but you didn’t need a ring to feel secure in your relationship with Flip. You already knew that it would be the two of you until the very end.

“Maybe a baby in your belly, too. To make it extra clear.” Now that made you moan.

“You’d like that? You want me to fill you up until you can’t take it anymore? You want me to give you a baby?” Your drenched walls clenched around nothing as Flip drove you insane with his words.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you take my cum, but you have to be good for me. Can you do that?”

“Yes! Please, Flip…” Your hips bucked, seeking any sort of friction to ease the ache in your panties. The throbbing between your legs had steadily grown and had now reached a point where you could not ignore it.

Flip rutted his own hips against yours and you couldn’t help but let out a desperate moan as he rubbed against your clit deliciously.

“You want me to fuck you, Baby?”

“Mhmm.”

Flip loved hearing you moan for him. He loved hearing the delightful squeals you would emit as he would nip on your breasts or finger you to his knuckle. He couldn’t wait to see himself leak out of you after he came so deep inside of you and fucked you so good that you would feel him for days, if not weeks.

“How badly do you want it?.” Flip wanted to hear you beg. He liked hearing it, it made him even harder than he already was when you would plead for his cock.

“So badly. I need you to make me cum on your cock. Please, Flip!” You squealed in shock as he attacked your lips, devouring yours like he was a man starving. Flip was insatiable when it came to you. Biting and pulling and pecking at your lips, trying to sate the need he had for you in any way that he could. His tongue explored your mouth with a delighted moan, and you grew wetter with every wet kiss.

Flip’s hands made quick, steady work on your dress, pushing and pulling at it until it was bunched around your waist just high enough so that he could slip his hand into your panties and finally get a feel of your wet heat.

“So wet for me already, Sweetheart?” A lewd grin took over his face as he ran two fingers through your slit. “Are you that desperate?”

Flip dipped his fingers into you just enough so that you could begin to feel a hint of the stretch he could give you, but not enough to please any desire.

“What do you want first? My cock or my mouth?” Waves went straight to your core as you pulled on his dark hair as you tried to not lose yourself to the overwhelming pleasure of it all too soon. How could you possibly decide?

“Anything, I’ll take anything.” You moaned out.

Flip made the decision for you, moving quickly as he dropped to his knees in front of you. He was perfectly in height with your cunt, breathing hot air onto it from how close he was. He began by leaving kisses on the inside of your thighs. They were slow kisses, those kinds of kisses that you would still feel, even after his lips left your skin.

His hands caressed every inch of you that they could reach as he coaxed you to before trailing all the way to the edge of your panties before sliding them to the side. He focused on your clit, giving it a quick rub and flick, eliciting another soft whine from you.

“You have such a pretty pussy, Baby.” Flip could admire you like this for centuries and still not get enough. He would happily stay on his knees for you until the end of time.

He, rather sweetly, brought your leg over his muscular shoulder so that he could devour your seeping cunt. The obscene sounds of his wet tongue laving through your soaked folds quickly filled the quiet alley, but you could bring yourself to care if a passer-by happened to hear you. Flip’s ministrations on your pussy felt far too good to care about anything else at that moment.

“Fuck, Flip!” Your voice came out as a half whine as the bricks of the building dug into your back while you writhed in euphoria.

“You taste so fucking good, Sweetheart. Been waiting for this all day.” Flip mumbled against your clit, sending glorious vibrations through the sensitive flesh. You could feel his tongue slipping into your clench hole, lapping up every single drop of juice that you were kind enough to give him.

“Oh, right there, don’t stop!” Your hands slipped into his hair, tugging at it as your thigh muscles twitched when he sucked on your clit.

“Who does this belong to?” Flip brought his pointer and middle finger to your lower lips, spreading them apart and exposing more of your oh so sensitive clit to his unrelenting mouth.

“You, Flip! Only you.”

Your hips bucked violently as he slid a finger into you. “Your pussy’s so greedy, Honey. You want my cock already?”

“I-” You didn’t know what you wanted at that moment. Didn’t care, as long as it brought you pleasure, you would be the grateful recipient of whatever he wanted to give you.

But Flip was determined. He was a man on a mission, practically driven mad by his insatiable hunger for you. Flip loved eating pussy, and it showed in every movement, every lick of his tongue, every suckle of his lips.

“I’m so close, Flip!” You squeaked, chest heaving as you glanced down. Flip’s eyes were shut, his wrist twisting and steadily pumping a finger in and out of you, curling it to graze against your g-spot with every move whilst he suckled and licked your clit.

“Mmm, not yet. One more minute, I’m not done.” Flip slid his finger out before grabbing your thigh firmly with one hand, his wet fingers digging into your flesh as he held your leg still for him. You were squirming, legs shaking as you fought your release.

“Please, Flip! I need to cum!” Your whole body was burning, your back arched almost painfully as the pleasure kept building and building, his tongue endlessly flicking your swollen clit.

“Alright, Honey, cum. Cum all over my fucking face,” he growled out. One, two, three more swipes of his tongue over your clit and you finally came. A half-scream barreled through the alley as your legs shook and your hands tightened almost painfully hard in his hair. Your muscles clench, thighs clamping around his shoulders as he continued sucking, licking, and nibbling over your sensitive flesh.

“Fuck, Sweetheart, so good. Such a good girl for me.” He hummed, delivering one last, long and slow lick from your entrance to your pubic bone. He kissed your clit before standing back up, wiping his mouth somewhat clean with the back of his hand as he watched you in bliss.

You were utterly breathless, slumping against the wall as your muscles twitched as the cool air hit your pussy.

Flip barely let you recover before had you turned around, your hands pressed against the wall as he made quick work on his jeans, dropping them down so that he could pull out his painfully hard and leaking cock.

You fell to your knees almost automatically, mouth-watering at the sight of him. You didn’t care about the uncomfortable gravel under your knees, needing to have a taste of him.

Your hands came up to rest on his thick thighs as you lurched forward, taking a hold of his thick shaft. You fisted his length, spreading the small bead of pre-cum over his tip with a thumb when you came to the top. You had always marvelled at the sight of him. He was so impossibly thick, your hand barely being able to wrap around him, but yet he fit so perfectly into you.

“Open your mouth.”

You eagerly opened your mouth to take him in, letting your lips wrap around his shaft and eagerly took him in your mouth. You moaned at the taste of him and he groaned at the sight of you on your knees. Your eyes were wide and glossy, completely hazed with lust. Your mouth was hot around him, moans slipping out around him.

Flip take a steady hold on the back of your neck, guiding you firmly as you took him deep in your mouth. As dominant as his hold was on you, he still let you set the pace. You went slowly at first, teasing him as you took him in your mouth for several bobs of your head before increasing your pace. You forced your head down the length of his shaft, making you gag around him as he hit the back of your throat.

Flip had the most beautiful cock you had ever seen. It was long and thick with one perfect vein protruding from the base of it all the way to the tip that always seemed to be glistening with evidence of his arousal.

“You’re so fucking cock drunk, aren’t you, Sweetheart?”

You moaned in response. Moaned over the salty taste of his precum that set your tastebuds alight, humming in appreciation as you took him even further in your mouth, hand wrapped around the base of him, squeezing and twisting whatever you couldn’t fit. He grew even harder with every suckle of your lips.

Slurping and sucking the way you knew he liked it; your throat welcoming him with each uncontrollable rut of his hips.

“That’s it, right there.” Obscene gulping sounds filled the evening air that surrounded you. Your jaw was aching and globs of saliva were spilling out around the edges of your mouth as Flip rutted into your mouth.

You bobbed your head back and forth, pushing bubbles of dribble farther down his shaft with each drive of your swollen lips.

The throbbing between your legs was almost painful at that point. Your hand travelled down your body to the apex between your thighs to relieve some of the pleasurable pain. But Flip stopped you before you could even slip your fingers into your panties. He grabbed ahold of your arm, pulling you up as softly as he could and swivelling you around as he tutted.

“You know the rules; no touching yourself allowed,” Of course, you knew the rules, but you were just so wet and ready for him that something had to be done. “But you’re just so fucking desperate? Aren’t you? Desperate for me to fuck you in this filthy alley.”

Flip tugged at his cock with one hand while the other pushed at your back so that you would bend over. You were more than happy to comply, hands coming out to brace yourself against the wall and jut your ass out, high up in the air.

His touch was electric as he slid his large hand over your ass, leaving a trail of burning fire in its wake. It tickled your skin as it made its way between your tender thighs, fingers gently sliding through your soaked lips.

Your walls clenched tightly over his teasing; your hips wiggling to try and get him to slip at least a finger into you. Flip knew what you were doing.

Flip dipped two fingers in between your lips, spreading more of your wetness up to your clit.

“You’re always so wet for me.” Flip praised in admiration. “Always so tight.” You could feel the tabs of his fingers dragging through your walls lazily.

Flip slid his fingers out, bringing them up and having a taste of you, suckling your juices off of them.

“Taste so fucking sweet.”

You were just about to beg him to fuck you when he finally slipped the head of his fat cock inside of you. However, he pulled out before you could savour the feeling, and you cried out over the loss.

“You want me, Baby? Want me to show you who you belong to?” He cooed before doing it again; sliding the head of his cock in just enough for you to feel the burn as he stretched you out before pulling back out again.

“Yes, please!” Flip was kind to you as he finally let you have it. He finally sheathed himself deep inside of you with one sharp and precise thrust that had you gasping and squeaking.

Flip didn’t give you any time to adjust, not that you really needed it with how wet you were for him. He pulled back before sliding himself back inside of your heat, shuddering at the feeling of your dripping pussy clinging to every inch of him. He didn’t start off slow; instead, he set a rapid pace, balls slapping against your clit with every thrust, but he still made sure that you could feel all of him.

Your pussy gripped Flip’s cock with every deep thrust he gave, missing him for the fraction of the second that he pulled back.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” Flip growled behind you, fingers digging into your hips as he drove into you harder. You clamped down on him as he hit that spot that he knew so well.

“Fuck, Flip, I’m gonna come.” You breathed out, tits bouncing with each thrust.

Your words made Flip drive into you even harder and deeper, chasing your high for you.

“Not yet.” Flip knew you were just teetering on the edge of pleasure, he could feel it, but he wanted to prolong it for just a little while longer.

“N-no! Please, Flip!” You whimpered out a plea.

“Please, what?”

Thrust.

“Please, let me cum, Sir!”

Thrust.

Flipp hummed as if he was thinking it over, teasing you. “Wanna feel that cunt milking me as I shoot that belly of yours full of cum.” You barely heard him over your moans, but your pussy definitely registered his words as your walls fluttered wildly. “Gonna make sure everybody knows who you belong to.”

You would surely feel him for days, with every step you took, from the force he was fucking into you with. Your mind had gone faint from his quick and sharp thrusts. A feeble whine escapes you and you were sure you would cry if he didn’t let you cum soon.

Flip delivered a quick slap to your left cheek and you hissed from the sting. The burn left behind momentarily distracts you from the building pressure in your stomach.

“You gonna cum for me now, Sweetheart?” Flip slammed into, the tip of his member repeatedly hitting that sweet spot inside of you. And you came with a whine through white flashes of euphoria when you felt the pads of his fingers drawing tight circles over your aching clit.

Your entire body convulsed in pure rapture and you could hear Flip behind you endlessly muttering fuck as your clenching walls triggered his own sweet release.

He pumped into you lazily a few more times, making sure to milk himself completely dry before withdrawing from you. Your legs were still shaking uncontrollably, toes curled as the last few waves of pleasure rolled over you. You slumped against the wall, face pressed against the cold brick as you tried to catch your breath.

“Fucking hell, Flip.” Sex with Flip was always glorious, but something about this fuck had been extra special.

“I really mean it. I’m going to have to keep fucking you until your belly’s so swollen that everybody can see who you belong to.”