Tagg Finn Archer.
Archer. The worlds most feared word.
Tagg is a dangerous , ruthless soul. Though, he's different from every male Archer. Tagg cares for others and he had a hear. He also has anxiety and depression, killing is what eases his mind. A...
I look at my sleeping girlfriend and feel myself still in her as he clenches around me.
I pull out of her and move my hand down, but she wakes up. "What are you-"
"Sorry!" I whisper.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"I just... you were clenching around me and I couldn't take it" I pant.
"I can help you, bubba" she laughs and I push my eyebrows together before she lowers herself down, mouth level to my member. "Please?"
"Only if I can help you" I say strictly and she nods. Her hands grip my member and I throw my head back before her lips meet me. She puts me in her mouth inch by inch, setting me over the each. "Fuck!" I grip her hair and she gets more and more. "Callie" I pant. She palms what she can't fit in her mouth and sucks in her cheeks, moving her pretty mouth. I groan in pleasure as she goes faster and faster. "Fuck fuck fuck!!" I go to push her head deeper, but I stop myself. She keeps going for a bit until I reach my high. Once I'm about to pull out of her mouth, she stops me, but I can't hold it back. She takes me in her mouth and helps out my high before taking her lips off me. "I love you, I love you so much, hun"
"I love you too" she laughs, kissing my bare stomach.
"Your turn" I flip up and she blushes.
I lower myself down and I take no time to lick her slit, making her moan already. I kiss her pretty self, using three fingers first before using my tongue. I nibble on her clit, causing her to scream. "TAGG!" she screams and holds onto my hair. I stick my tongue into her, using my fingers for extra pleasure for her. I eat her out like she's my last meal, and, god does she taste so sweet. She moans and her knees fall, so I dig my nails into her thighs as I eat her out.
Within a minute, she releases with a moan, and I gladly clean her up.
"You taste so amazing, Cal" I suck my fingers before kissing her stomach.
"I love you" she pants.
"I love you"
**
"OH FUCK IT'S THE PO-LICE" my phone goes off, waking up Callie and I.
"Mother fucking dad" I groan, answering the call, putting it in speaker.
"GET HOME NOW" he blasts.
"What? Why?" I yawn.
"I'M SERIOUS! GET YOUR ASSES HOME NOW!" he shouts. "THAT SERIAL KILLER?! HAS YOUR COUSIN"
My eyes widen.
**
"I'M HOME!" I barge in and only see aunt Evelyn and aunt Lovely crying. "Which one?"
"Nova" Lovely sobs.
"WELL WHERE IS EVERYONE?!" I ask.
"I DON'T KNOW!" she shouts and I groan.
"Check their tracker instead of getting worked up" Callie says softly and I sigh, pulling out my phone.
Well isn't this a coincidence?
An asylum.
"Okay okay, we're gonna get her back! Stay calm!" I run out of the house and hop into my packed up car, speeding to the mental asylum.
I slam on the gas, taking sharp turns and running many red lights.
Within minutes, I arrive and run in, immediately getting shot in the shoulder.
I hiss in pain and turn around, killing the man with a gunshot.
"Finally! The last one arrived!" a man walks over, laughing.
"And you are?" I raise an eyebrow, holding up my gun.
"I'm Roy, but you're about to fall out" he winks.
"W-"
A needle shoots into my neck.
**
I groan.
Mother. Fucker.
I try to move my arms, but they're tied.
"Are you awake?" a man walks in, clapping.
"Wallace Kreisburg" I growl when I see the child killer himself. "What are you trying to accomplish, sick FUCK?"
"You'll know when you have your own child" he crosses his arm.
"Even if I don't," I turn to him "you're a sick mother fucker who doesn't deserve those kids in the first place"
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"YOU TRASH!" he whips me and I groan. "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SAY THAT!"
"JUST CAUSE YOUR CHILDREN WERE MURDERED, GIVES YOU NO RIGHT TO DO THIS! KILLING INNOCENT KIDS! THINK ABOUT HOW THEY FEEL!" I shout in venom.
"TAGG!" the team runs in.
"GET AWAY FROM MY SON!" mama runs, but dad stops her once Wallace holds his gun up.
He walks closer and closer to my head.
My heart pounds and jaw clenches.
His hand goes on the trigger and dad immediately runs to the side and shoots him in the head.
"Time to see your kids"
"WHERE DID YOU GET THE GUN?! THEY TOOK EVERYTHING FROM US!!" Oliver gasps.
"I have my ways" dad smirks and mama instantly cuts off the ropes.
"Thanks" I sigh. "Where's Nova?"
Grandpa walks in and Nova runs to me.
I kneel down and pick her up. "You okay?! Did he hurt you?!"
"No" she hugs me.
"I'm so sorry, Nova... I shouldn't have left" I frown.
"You couldn't have prevented it, bub" mama rubs my back and I rest my head on Nova's. "You'd be such a good father, Taggy"
"I'm trying, mama" I look at her. "Cal just isn't ready yet-"
"Well you two are only twenty one and only dating for two months" she chuckles.
"Yeah" I sigh. "I just... want a little one"
"You will! Just wait" she kisses my temple and I tug my lips to the side.
**
I walk into the house, holding Nova, who is immediately snatched up by aunt Lovely and uncle Dean.
"Are you okay? Your wrists are black and blue!" Callie exclaims.
"I'm fine" I smile, kissing her forehead.
"Good" she sighs.
"We're sorry to have you come all the way home" uncle Dean says sympathetically.
"No no, you're good. We still had a fun time" I pull Callie into my side and smirk, making her laugh.
"I'm glad" mama smiles. "Get some sleep you two"
"I'll gladly take you up on that!" I picking up Callie bridal style.
