Ash trays:Javier Peña x reader

"In my bed all the time"

"Welcome in." The store clerk said as the Florescent lights burned into your eyes. You and Javier walked to the small counter. He placed his jacket around your shoulders, it smelled old, like a old book masked with cologne and smoke. It nearly engulfed your entire upper body. "I'll have two scoops of vanilla." You asked, "you?" You asked javi, he looked at the small menu on the wall, "yeah uh, I'll have one scoop of strawberry cheese cake with a waffle cone." You looked over at him with surprise, "I never knew you where a strawberry guy, I thought you liked pistachio or some old person flavor." He looked back at you, "really? You think I'm old?" He grasped his chest pretending to be offended. "No, but you're aged, like wine." Before he could respond the man handed over both of your ice cream cones. You walked over to the register and paid. Javi held the door for you as you both walked out. "Do you like wine?" His curiosity speaker slightly as you both walked back to the car. "Mm, yeah I do. It's smooth with a bite to it. And it can be sweet and savory almost." You looked over at him and smiled, dropping a subtle hint. His chest rose sharply and settled. He cleared his throat. "You remind me of the sweet tea back home.", "where's home?" He pulled his keys out of his pocket and opened the door. "Texas" you got in and shut the door. "Really? That's far from here." He started the car, "yeah, I know. But I like sweet tea. You can have it with almost anything, day, night. It's addicting." You smiled, you could feel warmth decorate your cheeks. "Where in Texas?" You asked, he shushed his mirrors. "Laredo. Family ranch." He drove off and you both spent the time in the car trying to dig deeper into his childhood. Went to a small Catholic school for years and after high school spent a lot of time working at his parents ranch. Horses, cows, lots of yard work had to be done. You let him ramble on about it for a while, it seamed the thoughts of anything outside Columbia calmed him and it was nice. Not having to see him so tense all the time. It was reasonable tho. He was practically walking around with a target on his back in the cartels eyes and always had a gun on him, for good reason too. 

"You wanna come in, uh, have another drink before we call it a night." Javi asked as he unlocked the door to his apartment shoving it open and walking inside. You didn't follow him but he turned to watch you contemplating your entry. You shook off the nervousness and walked inside setting your stuff down on the couch. You handed his jacket back and he gently hung it up on the coat rack by the door. "Thank you for going with me tonight." You sank into the leather couch, Javier treated your hands with a glass of wine. "Oh? Well I see you took my compliment." You took a sip and watched him come and sit by you with a another glass in his hand. "Yeah I did, and you're welcome. It was nice to get out for a change. I'm at work alot on weekends so this is.. it's nice." You both clinked your glasses together and sipped on the Rich red liquid, staining your lips in the process.

You where tired you could feel the drinks from earlier and now kick in. You had actually sat down and your head got a little woozy. Javi was looked tired too but he tried holding something together. You scooted closer to him as you both talked. He asked you about your childhood and what it was like. Well off family, country clubs on Sunday. "How come you left? Abandoned it and started living in this shit hole." Javi leaned next to the small table by the couch reaching for the bottle to fill his glass. "Hated being kooked up all the time. Plus my parents where kinda dicks. Also I wanted to travel the world before I settle down with some. Kind man," you leaned your head on his shoulder "cares for others and puts him family first. Doesn't rush things." Your hand tranced his arms gently "someone who could make me happy and safe. Someone I can look forward too having in my bed all the time." Javi cleared his throat and scooted closer to you, he set down his glass of wine and stared at you. His hands gently and slowly made their way up your face. He traced each freckle, scar and wrinkle he could find and held you like that for a moment. The way his rough hands held onto your face made you drowsy. "I get that. I really do." He had gotten closer to your face and his nose carefully brushed against yours. Your face felt hot, you wanted him to kiss you but there was fear that you would just turn into a one night stand and never talk to him after that. You had already started to mildly develop feelings for Javier. You feared commitment and didn't want to put him though something that you couldn't figure out emotionally. You leaned into him and your lips carefully grazed each other, his breath hitched and he took his thumb and rubbed your bottom lip with it, admiring its softness and placement on your face. You couldn't take it any more. You leaned it and your lips embraced into his and he kissed you back. Holding your face with one hand and the other tucking your hair behind your ear. You leaned into his and wrapped your arms around his neck leaning into him he moved his hands from your face down to your hips pulling you onto his lap. Your body followed and your legs spread and Straddled his lap. Your body's matched each other perfectly and hid large arms wrapping around your body left complete. You stopped a few times to catch your breath. He soon moved from your lips to your neck gently sucking and placing little kisses along your weak spot. "Javier, i can't do this." You pulled away from him gently." He looked up at you with needy dark eyes. "Why?" You leaned back. "I don't know if I can yet." He sat back and placed a hand on your face using his thumb to rub your cheek. "Whats wrong. Am I making you uncomfortable?" He asked. "No not at all. Look- I've known you for a week at the least. We've only been out together once and I don't want to rush into things. Or just become a stupid one night stand because I know I'm more that that." He sighed and took your Hand from his lap. "I get it. Would you like to stay here for the night. I can sleep on the couch." He said, you could see his look of understanding tune into tiredness. He was coming down from the intense heat he was feeling in his chest and in his pants. You could feel him twitch against your thigh but didn't make a big deal out of it trying to salvage his dignity. "I don't want you to sleep on the couch, it's your own home. Ill sleep on it", "no I insist. Do you need any uh. Pjs?" You looked around his apartment for a second breaking the mildly awkward eye contact. "I can go next door and grab something, I haven't washed some of my clothes yet." He stood up and walked to his bedroom, you can hear faint rustling and foot steps follow back. He placed something in your lap. A "DEA in training" shirt and a pair or sweats. The shirt was quite small considering Javier's broad shoulders and strong arms. The shirt was black with the white writing on the back. It looked like it could fit a small child. "Wow, you can fit on this." He sat down next to you, "I used to, before I gained weight. Went though some PT before they let me lose down here. And to get my badge and such. It looked like it would fit you." He admired the shirt he pulled from the very bottom of his dresser. It smelled old and broken In. But there was a strangely comforting smell about it. "Thank you." You stood up and ran your fingers along the back of his neck gently. "Where's your bathroom?" He looked to the side of wall, "uh it's down there to the right." You smiled and walked down the hallway taking a sharp right.

His bathroom was a lot larger than it looked. Big mirror over the sink and counter, shower was quite large too. You closed the door behind you locking it. You set the clothes Javier gave you on the toilet seat and you bent down kick off your boots. You stood back up and started to look for tiny details in his bathroom. Shampoo and conditioner that where in separate bottles and not a 3in1. Loofah, razor, and a bar of soap sat on the small indent of the shower wall. You looked into the small cabinet under the sink. Toilet paper, shave cream, extra razors, towels, a blow dryer which was a surprise and some Tylenol. You stood back up and washed your face in the sink, dabbing your wet face with the towel next to you. On the sink counter was a small candle, soap, a ash tray, and a half empty tube of lube. Lovely. You undressed your self and changed into the clothes Javier provided. His old DEA shirt fit quite well and hugged your breasts tightly. His sweats where long and big in the waist but there was a draw string so that fixed the problem. You opened the door and walked out setting your clothes and shoes neatly by the door neatly and standing by your purse that sat on the kitchen table taking off any earrings, necklaces, rings and setting them into your bag. Javier was in his bedroom, probably changing but you sat down on the couch and pulled your hair back to get it off your neck. You laid down and for a second everything went dark.

The room was dark, you rubbed your eyes gently and tried getting up out of whatever you where on. You felt around for a lamp and proceeded to knock a few things down before finding the lamp on small table. Javier's bed was big, and broken in.

I wonder how.

But never the less, it was clean and warm from the sheets he had washed earlier in the day. A few blankets sat on top of you. They're here warm and soft. On the night stand next to you sat his badge,
Handcuffs, some of the files he was talking about and a box of rubbers. You looked on the floor trying to see what you knocked over. It was another ash tray and a half empty water bottle. You leaned down to pick it up but before you got out of bed you heard a knock on the door gently. "Come in." Javier slowly opened the door. "You ok?" You rubbed your eyes and looked down at the floor. "Yeah, dropped something trying to turn the lamp on." He walked into the room. Grey sweats and shirt less exposing his chest and the necklace that hung around it.

Lord have mercy.

He was cut and muscular in his arms and in his chests. He stomach was toned and a little happy trail went his belly button down. He walked over to his bed and bent down next to it picking up what you had dropped. "Don't worry about it, just get back in bed and try to get some sleep. It's almost 4 am." You laid back down and rolled over your back facing him and you could hear the slight thump of the ash tray being set back down. He started to walk about if his room closing the door behind. "Wait." You said with a still sleepy voice, he turned around and you looked over your shoulder. You stuck your arms out grasping the air trying to get the idea that you wanted him next to you. He slowly walked over to you and sat on the edge of the bed. "What do you want?" You sat up and looked at him with tired eyes. "Lay next to me, I'm cold." He climbed up to your level and got underneath the blankets. You laid down and Rolled over. You could hear the tick of the lamp and Javier get close up you you, wrapping a large arm across your body pulling you in next to him. He smelled good, fresh, he had probably taken a shower before hand but the smell and warmth of his body was able to make you drift off once again.