y/n just graduated the police academy and applied to become an officer for the Chicago Police Department. After landing the job at the 21st precinct, you catch a glimpse of the sergeant of the Intelligence Unit.
I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY CHARA...
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(tw: sexual content choking, slight spit kink, and slapping)
"I'm going to head out. Don't work too hard." Antonio says while he puts the finished case file with the stack of others on Jay's desk.
Antonio walks down the stairs and you look into Voight's office. Hank looks up and locks eyes with you.
You quickly stand up and walk into his office.
"Close the door." Hank mumbles.
You slowly close the door behind you and walk over to Hank. He grabs your wrist and pulls you down, onto his lap.
Hank slides one hand up your back as he pulls you into a kiss. He lets out a soft moan as you pull yourself closer to him. You slide your hand around the back of Hank's neck and pull your lips closer to his.
You pull away and look Hank in the eyes.
"Why'd you stop?" Hank asks as he runs his fingers along the seam of your back pocket.
"My place, 5 minutes. Bring that belt." You say, running your fingers across the buckle of his pants.
Hank runs his tongue across his bottom lip and laughs lightly. You slide off of his lap and walk out of his office. You grab your jacket and bag and hurry downstairs.
You get into your car and pull onto the main road. The drive to your apartment was quick.
You pull into the parking lot and run upstairs. You unlock the door and shut it behind you. You start to take off your boots when you hear a knock on the door.
You pull the door open and Hank pushes you inside. He slams the door behind him and pushes you up against it.
He grabs you by the waist and pulls you into a passionate kiss. He moves down to your collarbone.
"Take control." You say in between breaths.
Voight grabs your arm and pulls you down the hallway. He pushes open the door of your bedroom and pushes you against the wall.
"You sure?" Hank asks as he slides his hands under your shirt.
"Hell yes." You say with an airy laugh.
Hank pulls your shirt off and starts to kiss down your chest. He stops just above your bra and kisses you softly. You head rolls back and you let out a soft moan.
Hank continues to kiss your chest as he unbuckles his pants and puts his belt on the bed. He then unbuttons your jeans and tosses them with your shirt. You get down on your knees and Hank gathers up a fist full of your hair. You take his cock down your throat. Hank pushes further down your throat, making you gag slightly.
He pulls your head back and you look up at him. Hank lets out an airy moan when you lock eyes.
"Get on the bed." Hank says as he pulls you up by your hair.
You get on your hands and knees and Hank stands behind you. He grabs the belt and slips it around your throat.
You let out a loud moan as he tightens the belt and thrusts into you. Hank's other hand trails up your thigh and stops on your ass. He pulls the belt back and your head rolls back.
"Such a good girl." Hank says as he slaps his hand across your ass.
He pulls out and flips you onto your back. Taking the belt off of your neck, Hank locks eyes with you as he thrusts into you again.
"Open your mouth." Hank says as he runs his thumb over your lip. You open your mouth and Hank spits in your mouth. You let out a soft moan as Hank fucks you harder.
"You cum when I tell you to cum, okay?" Hank says as he grabs your face.
"Yes, Daddy." You say in a seductive tone. Hank's eyes flutter shut and he runs his thumb across your bottom lip. You open your mouth and Hank slides his thumb into your mouth.
"You want to cum, don't you?" Hank asks as he fucks you harder.
"Yes." You say in between breaths.
"Yes, what?" Hank says with a smirk.
"Yes Daddy." You say in a bratty tone.
Hank fucks you into an orgasm and pulls you to your knees. He grabs your hair and shoves his cock in your mouth. You look up at him as he cums down your throat.
"God damn." Hank says as he drops his hand from your hair and lifts your chin up in his direction.
You stand up and Hank pulls you into a soft, gentle kiss.
You walk into the bathroom, go pee and then look at yourself in the mirror.
You run your fingers over the bruise around the base of your throat and smile. Hank walks up behind you.
"You look so pretty with those belt marks around your throat." Hank says as he runs his fingers down your arm.
"What do you want for dinner?" You say, leaning against Hank.
"What, aren't you full?" Hank says with a smirk drawn across his face.
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a much much much shorter part then I intended, its honestly a full chapter of smut.
