Dylan O'Brien Imagines

*Letting Off Steam Part 3-Mitch Rapp

Warning: language, daddy kink, fingering, unprotected sex, SMUT

One day I was just a trainer for MMA fighters and the next I became a profiler for the CIA, specifically Orion. Things between Rapp and I were a little complicated. Nothing too bad. Since he was always out of town, we rarely saw each other.

Even when he was around the facility, we couldn't spend time together. An agent who was as high up as he is shouldn't be with a simple profiler like me. Which is why we kept our relationship a secret. Although we're both pretty sure Hurley knows about us.

While Rapp was out saving lives and kicking asses, I was safely at the Barn sitting in my office putting files together on potential targets. Mitch says he likes having me at the Barn because he knows I'm safe there, surrounded by agents. I looked up when I heard a knock on my office door.

"Mitch," I let out a sigh of relief when I saw him smirking in the doorway. He quickly stepped inside and shut the door as I stood up and jumped into his arms. He laughed as he easily caught me.

"Hey, babe." He whispered as he held me.

I pulled out of the hug and looked over his shoulder before turning back to him with a smirk on my lips.

"What?" He laughed. I grabbed his face and pressed my lips to his. Our lips moved in sync as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss.

When I pulled out of the kiss, Mitch smirked down at me. "I missed you too, babe."

I grabbed his face and roughly pressed my lips to his. I felt him smirk into the kiss as his hands slid down my back, finally cupping my ass. I moaned as he squeezed. I let out a grunt as I pulled away and jumped into his arms, instantly wrapping my legs around his waist. I moaned as I started to suck on his neck.

"Easy there, baby," he said, purposely using his deep sex voice. "I missed you too but if we're too loud, we're gonna get caught."

"I don't care," I moaned between breaths. "Just shut up and fuck me already."

He smirked at me as he gently set me down on my desk.

"Believe me," he said deeply. I gasped as he roughly pulled me towards him, my ass partly hanging off the edge. "I intend to fuck your sexy little brains out baby, but you're gonna half to be very quiet."

As he spoke, his hands slid under my skirt. I tilted my head back and moaned as he put his hands over my pussy and shoved both of his thumbs into me, forcing my folds apart.

"Fuck!" I moaned out almost too loudly. "Holy fucking shit, Rapp."

"You're not being quiet, baby."

"I don't fucking care," I moaned. "This feels so good baby."

"It'll feel even better when it's my dick inside you."

I gasped as he roughly pulled his fingers out of me, pulling my underwear off and tossing it to the side. I tried to catch my breath as he quickly undid his pants, letting them fall around his ankles.

"Come here, daddy." I moaned as I grabbed his shoulders, pulling him closer. He grunted as he instantly pressed into me. I gripped his shoulders as he pushed himself in and out of me.

"Fuck," I mumbled as he pulled me closer, sliding deeper into me. I tilted my head back and moaned as he started sucking on my neck.

I gasped when he suddenly pulled out of me. "Baby," I barely got out.

I bit my lip as he picked me up and gently put me on the couch against the wall. He didn't hesitate to climb on top of me and start grinding into me. I lifted my hips, giving him better access.