Don't Stand So Close To Me | Top Gun Fanfiction

Part one

Captain Pete "Maverick" Mitchell was many things an excellent pilot, confident and focused, incredibly good-looking, supportive and caring, and a great friend.. Well, scratch that last one

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The base was basked in the afternoon's sunshine as F-14 skirted across the dispersed clouds above as heavy footsteps clattered against the base's cement. It felt like childhood nostalgia of when her father would drag her to work with him, and how he would fondly roll his eyes at his youngest daughter's complaining about how noisy the engines were as they zipped across the sky above. Y/N couldn't help but smile at the thought of annoying the beloved/feared Admiral Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky, considering she hasn't been home to visit since Christmas break, excitement was coursing through her veins with each step she took. As her eyes shifted across the base in search of him, until four figures towering over three men came into her line of sight.

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The faint sound of heels hitting the pavement caught Seresin and Garcia's interest, a low whistle of appreciation floated between the two as their sights landed on a girl in a fitted black dress before Maverick got after the two for slacking. "Stop slacking or it will be 50 more pushups" before turning his attention back to Clycone and Iceman "But I don't know Ice, they are getting better, but they aren't acting like a team. Their egos are gett..." Maverick's thought trailed off as the sound of heels hitting against pavement drifted through the surrounding air to mix with Seresin, Bradshaw, and Garcia's breathless grunts. Confusion laced his features, as Iceman shifted his body towards the direction of the sound, his expression changed from a resting grimace to confusion upon seeing his youngest daughter walking towards him.

The whole display seemed innocent and wholesome as Ice tightly embraced his daughter but her eyes were locked with Maverick's as "Hi daddy" passed her smiling lips. " Sweetheart, what are you doing here?" Y/N's smile dropped slightly as disappointment laced through her features, in a way it resembled a kicked puppy "You forgot didn't you?" Everyone knew that Tom Kazansky's greatest weakness was seeing his youngest daughter upset or sad "OHH.. I'm so sorry honey, it slipped my mind. I have a meeting after this but just give me ten minutes please..." Cyclone cleared his throat at the unrealistic time "probably thirty minutes" the small nod of confirmation was all it took to put his heart at ease, before shifting his body towards the Maverick, and Cyclone "Maverick, can you please keep Y/N company, I don't want her being left alone around these animals" a small giggle erupted from her lips "Dad, once upon a time you were one of these animals.. Plus it looks like Pete is busy"

Maverick shifted his gaze from the three men on the ground before calling over towards a younger man wearing a flight suit, with glasses falling down his nose "Bob, watch them for me and don't let them slack off, They are at 86 right now" Bob pushed his glasses up before a strong 'yes sir' drifted pass his lips. A slight nod of thanks was sent towards Bob before Pete flashed a winning smile towards Y/N "Come on, let's go get you a cup of coffee, you can wait in my office until your dad is done" with a gentle hand resting on her back, Maverick guided her frame in the direction towards his office and away from prying eyes "Your office? .. that's kinda hot" leaning slightly into his side "are you planning on fucking me in your office, Captain?" the subtle feeling of his fingertips flexing against her hip, was her small victory, even if Pete tried to play it off with a roll of his eyes at the faux innocence laced in her words "Behave, now"

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Soaring F-18 in the skies blended a quiet melody in Maverick's office as coffee droplets pelted the glass pot slowly, the quaintness was ruined however "Y/N, we are not having sex in my office" her small smile dropped into a pout before lightly tugging the hair on the back of his head "Why not?" a deep sigh was released above her, as she kissed her way down his neck "Because your father is probably almost done with his meeting" rolling her eyes as she guided his hand up her thigh, the feeling of a satin garter caught his attention "I knew my dad had a meeting, which is why I showed up extra early so I could see you... Pete" his hand skirted across the material before snapping it away from her upper thigh, as his hand fled from under her dress a defeated sigh passed her lips.