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Captivate - Zimmerman x Reader

Description: After a long day, you and Flip end up staying late at the station to work on an important case. But it's not as uneventful as you expected. After what can only be described as a distracting dream, you have to spend the night trying not to think of all the ways you want Flip Zimmerman, trying your best to stick to your 'no dating a coworker' rule.

Tags on AO3: Degradation, Spanking, Daddy Kink, Size Kink, Alcohol Abuse, Dom Flip Zimmerman, Aftercare

TW: alcohol use, degradation, spanking, Flip is not nice and then is very nice

You leaned back in your chair, letting out a long sigh. You took another sip of your coffee, probably your third cup of the night.

It was going to be along night at the station, another several hours overtime spent working on a case that seemed to have no end.

But tonight would be somewhat different.

The past few nights, Ron was there, but now it was just you and Flip, Ron having a date that he swore couldn't be missed for fear of being called out for choosing work over his girlfriend.

You couldn't blame him. His girlfriend was so sweet and nice and deserved his undivided attention. Plus, you and Flip could handle this all on your own.

But you did have to be alone with the man who you dreamt about the other night.

When you first started at the station, Flip caught your eye immediately. He had the kind of confidence that made you weak in the knees. His build was perfect too. Just tall enough, his bulky build gave you a hint at how easily he could pick you up and throw you over his shoulder. His amber eyes piercing your soul.

You struggled at first to be able to put coherent sentences together when he was around, listening intently.

And then those fucking flannels. Those flannels he wore made you daydream about walking around his house only wearing it. The way it would cover you like a dress, how easy of access it would give him to fuck you on the counter as you made breakfast and coffee.

He was a dream.

But there was the rule about dating coworkers that you held for yourself. You didn't want to let your love life effect your work life. You had let it happen before and swore that you would never let it happen again.

So, you forced yourself to move on, to forget those fantasies and the perfection that was Flip Zimmerman.

But then the other night you had the most incredible dream of your life. You had two orgasms in your sleep, something that was unheard of. But it happened.

And it had to be by the hands of Flip. The coworker you had tried so hard to forget about.

You guessed your mind had another plan.

But now you couldn't stop thinking about it. The way his large hands ran all along your bare body. How they kneaded your breasts so well. How they filled you whole. How his calloused thumb ran over your clit, making your back arch. His facial hair tickling your thighs as he ate you out. The way his cock filled you up. The feeling of pure pleasure filling your veins as he made you cum.

"This doesn't make sense." He mumbled to himself.

Your eyes shot up; the mug still pressed to your lips.

You let your shoulders drop as you realized that he hadn't caught you staring at him. At his hands. At the strong grip he had on his thigh expressing his frustration. Wishing that it was around your throat instead.