Watchdogs Imagines

Wrench- Captivity Comfort (SMUT)

"Oh my God" You cry, running to your front door as Wrench comes through. After hearing what he's been through with the FBI and Dusan fucking Nemec, you're heart is practically tearing itself apart.

Your arms wrap around his neck as Wrench just stands there, a heavy rainfall begins behind him as you pull him into your hallway.

"I wish I could have done more, I should have done more, I'm not like you guys though, I can't-" You ramble into his neck, pulling him closer to you as his body trembles.

"It's okay" He robotically mumbles a short answer, his arms loosely enveloping you.

"It's not okay, I should have-"

"Should have what? You can't go against the fucking FBI Y/N" Wrench says, gently pushing you away as he takes off his jacket and mask.

Those usually amused blue eyes now seem sad and ashamed. What did they do to him?

"Can I get you anything? Marcus said you didn't want anything but maybe you've changed your mind" You nervously ramble, feeling protective.

He shakes his head as he sits on your sofa, slumping against the cushions. You go and shut the curtains and turn on the lights as rain batters the windows and thunder rumbles in the distance.

"It's too dangerous for you" Wrench looks up and says frowning. You frown back, "Wrench, I'm not a target here".

He shakes his head, "You and me, it can't happen, this world isn't safe for you", he begins to stand up but anger and sorrow fill you with a confidence.

"Listen here Reginald, because I'll say it once." you begin, pointing a finger at him as you pace towards him.

"Whatever you do is dangerous and stupid, but it needs to be done," you now climb on the sofa and straddle him, "and even though I can't hack, or put up a huge fight, I'm still sticking by your side, I don't care about how many times you argue with me on this, I'm not leaving you-"

Wrench leans forward and digs his hands into your hair, pulling you forward as he kisses you passionately, his tongue dances around your mouth as his hands gently pull your hair back, tilting your head so he can deepen the kiss.

You moan and instinctively roll your hips, earning a groan from Wrench. Your hands lift the hem of his tee as he leans forward slightly, giving you permission to remove it.

Your hands trail down his chest, along to the belt of his jeans as you undo it and pull him out, he's already hard.

"Fuck" He mutters, now kissing your neck as you begin to stroke him from base to tip. His head leans back against the cushions as you twist your wrist, Wrench moans as you take your top off, not waisting time for foreplay as you undress.

"You're so fucking beautiful" He groans as you place yourself on him, moaning as he enters you.

"Let me do this for you" You gasp, slowly  moving your hips up and down as Wrench's hands guide your waist.

"This isn't how it usually goes" He manages to smirk, watching as you ride him.

"Well I'm officially switching things up" You laugh, moaning as he gives you a dimple filled smile.

Both your moans fill the room as Wrench's hips begin to meet yours in a series of thrusts, causing you to lean your forehead on his to keep upright.

"Do you like this?" You ask breathily, your mouth inches from his.

"I love being inside of you" He replies, now thrusting deeper as one hand wraps around your neck gently, something he once asked if it was okay and you agreed.

You moan louder as that familiar sensation builds, and you rock your hips as you come at the same time as Wrench, his hand now squeezes the back of your neck as he does.

Afterwards, you stay put with him slowly softening inside of you, you kiss his shoulder, "I want to keep you all to myself" you smile, as his arms snake around your body and squeeze you.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll be more careful with the hacking shit" He apologises kissing your temple.

"Okay, just don't bail on me"

"Never"