Random Imagines {REQUESTS ON HOLD}

Aidan Turner {Requested} (smut)

Dedicated to nz-taika

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You don't know what time it was when you got the cab, but it was much too late. After the panels and the waiting outside for autographs your friends had somehow convinced you going to a bar was a good idea. One too many drinks later and you stumbled out of the hole in the wall club before you could do something you completely regretted.

The cab took you back to your hotel for the weekend in Odessa and you lazily stumbled up the front stairs, trying to sort out your Tauriel cosplay. The elevator seemed like the best idea, but some part of you dragged you to the stairs and made you walk up the sixteen flights to your room. The stairwell was quiet and you moved slowly, dragging your bow on the railing, half-admiring it and half-too lazy to carry it.

"You here from the Odessa International Film Festival?" someone asked from behind you. Falling backwards, you squeaked when someone caught you. Not yet turning around as you fixed your dress and your boots, you nodded.

"I guess your costume means you probably know me and I should start running," the voice attached to the hand that sent chills up your arm asked. You turned around and almost fell again, your eyes meeting Aidan freaking Turner's.

"H-Hi," you stuttered, both from shock and the drinks.

"Hello, Tauriel," he smiled.

"Well you sure know how to charm a cosplayer," you smirked. You were surprised your body hadn't gone into a shock induced coma yet, but managed to hold a conversation with the love of your life.

"I guess one too many days at conventions have that effect on me," he replied, his hand still resting on your arm. You involuntarily yawned and Adian pulled his hand away in realization.

"You must be tired, huh? What floor are you on?" he asked, beginning to move up.

"Sixteen," you answered, following behind him.

"Same," he grinned.

"Well I guess that means you're stuck with a crazy fangirl all the way up then," you observed.

"Yup, I guess I am." You walked for another flight in silence and then Aidan piped up again.

"So, how was the day?" he asked, looking back over his shoulder at you. You took a quick step forward so you were in level with him and shrugged, "It was pretty good, the end of it was a mistake though."

"And why is that?"

"My friends convinced me to go to a club with them..."

"You're drunk?" He looked surprised.

"Yeah, kind of."

"Well if this is drunk you I'd really like to meet sober you," he remarked, his hand brushing back to your arm.

"If this is drunk me looking at you then I'd really like to meet you when I'm sober." In that instant everything fell into place, Aidan's hand curled around your waist and he kissed you. His lips were chapped, but tasted like fruit and his hands were soft as one of them pulled you a step higher so your lips and his were at the same level. The shock took over your body and you didn't move and he pulled back, realizing his mistake.

"S-Sorry."

"Don't be sorry," you said, pulling his lips back to yours. He pulled away again and laughed a little bit.

"I suppose this is as good a time as any to ask your name."

"(Y/N)."

"Well, (Y/N), I think we should finish this upstairs." You nodded, both of you racing up the last set of stairs to the sixteenth floor. The door to AIdan's room slammed open and slid shut on it's own as you pressed against each other and Aidan tossed you onto the bed, taking care to not rip your cosplay or his shirt. Your six piece cosplay was laid out on the other bed next to Aidan's clothes and Aidan pushed you into the other sheets. Your lips locked and Aidan's hands caressed your skin, wandering your body. Your fingers tangled in his curly hair as your tongues slid against each other. His fingers prodded at your entrance, causing you to gasp, which let Aidan's mouth travel down your neck to you collarbone.

"Aidan..." you moaned, his teeth nibbling at your skin. One finger pushed into you and you bit your lip, trying not to gasp. Aidan's presence entire left you for a minute as he scrambled to find a condom.

"Second pocket of my backpack," you called too him. He found one and tore the packet and rolled it over his length before coming back to you.

"You sure are prepared," he laughed, pressing two fingers into you.

"Aidan!" you squeaked, tasting blood on your lip.

"Don't hold it back on my account..." he teased, his lips meeting yours. He pulled his fingers out and pushed into you.

"Aidan!" you cried out, biting down on his shoulder.

"Mmmm, (Y/N)." He paced himself quickly, the bed slamming against the wall. After a minute of silence and panting you let out a little noise, signalling Aidan. He thrust faster and you both came cursing and moaning each other's names. Aidan pulled out and threw out the condom, tucking both of you into the bed.

"I should really be go-" You were cut off by a kiss.

"I'm not going to let this be a one nighter," was all you got as an answer. Aidan's arms wrapped around you and the both of you dozed of comfortably.

You woke up to Aidan shaking your arm. He handed you your phone and you answered sleepily.

"Hello?"

"Where the hell did you go last night and why did Aidan Turner answer your phone?!" (Y/F/N) exclaimed.

"Oh... sorry I shuld've texted you. I'm fine I'm just down the hall I'll be there in ten. As for Aidan Turner... that's a face to face story." You quickly hung up, glancing at Aidan who was suppressing laughter.

"Shut up!" you laughed, hitting him with a pillow. He smiled and kissed you.

"How about we go talk to that friend of yours," he asked. You nodded, putting on a bathrobe and collecting your things.

"Wait, first gimme your phone," he said, taking it from you and presumably entering his number.

"Call me, (Y/N)."

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