Back to You

Pairing: Dave York x f!reader

Summary: The stars never aligned for you and Dave growing up. You never thought you'd see him again once he went to college and joined the C.I.A., but one fateful day brings him back into your life - or more specifically, your husband's life.

Warnings: language, violence, smut (18+ MDNI), unprotected piv sex, oral (f!receiving), multiple orgasms, heavy on the possessive behavior, jealousy, infidelity, a glimmer of dark!dave but in a obsessive, madly in love kind of way, graphic domestic abuse

WC: 10.8K

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

Pain seared across your eyes, over the bridge of your nose and thrummed steadily against the top of your skull. The door was locked and you heard his car peel out of the driveway, but you laid curled up on the bathroom floor, body trembling in fear, still anticipating the sound of his heavy footsteps to clamber back up the stairs.

HUBBY!DAVE YORK Capricorn • ENTP • Vetiver and bergamot scents • Smoothies and morning jogs • Mint shave balm • Cardigans and jeans when he relaxes • Red wine and Belgian chocolate • Gym frequenter • Cosy log cabin getaways • Well travelled. Favourite places include India, Sri Lanka and Marrakesh. You travelled together a lot when dating. He proposed to you in Namibia • Dog person, but would love to get rabbits for the girls. He's already named them: Snickerdoodle, Tater Tot and Marshmallow • Learnt how to crochet with his eldest daughter by watching Youtube tutorials. You always get a hat or scarf made for you at Christmas. You still love and use the wonky stitched blanket he made when practicing • Beach wedding and romantic yacht honeymoon • Loves cooking with you and makes cookies with his daughters often • Can speak fluent Italian. He learned mostly through Duolingo • Taught you how to load, shoot and clean a gun. Keeps a gun in the house for you for protection for when he has to go away with work • Voted best daddy in the world by his daughters, and is immensely proud of the accolade • Master of the barbecue and makes his own spice rubs • Expert at building pillow forts • Got lost once in his own neighbourhood on a morning jog when it was foggy • Always writes the grocery list out in alphabetical order • Is known in the neighbourhood for his over-the-top, yet best on the street, holiday decorations. Whether turning the house into a festive wonderland or spooky graveyard, Dave goes all out and gets very competitive about it • Insists on holding a “fashion show” in the house every time he buys a new pair of shoes, complete with runway and Vogue poses • Sets 10 alarms in the morning and still hits snooze on all of them • Can decode highly encrypted messages at work, but struggles reading his own handwriting • Refuses to get ever get sick. When he inevitably does however, he's the worst patient and is convinced he's dying. Hearing other people vomit makes him vomit. He was useless whenever the girls spit up as babies • Considers haggling in local markets abroad his favourite extreme sport • Has a “lucky” pair of socks he wears for important events or meetings, regardless of fashion or the fact they're full of holes • Is really good at giving you a massage, so good he could actually be a professional • Mostly the big spoon, but won't admit he secretly likes it when you spoon him • Has a secret tattoo that only the two of you know about, loves it when you kiss it • Soft dom and loves to experiment and explore BDSM with you. Expert aftercare giver. 🖤

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HOLD STILL

written for @punkshort's AU August Challenge

SUMMARY: On your last night together, Dave agrees to compromise.

read on ao3 | almostfoxglove masterlist

You want him, but he won’t fuck you. Not once, not even quickly, not even with just his hands. Dave York—ever stoic, unflinching—insists on doing his job and his job alone. And you, as he so enjoys reiterating, are not his job. Protecting you is. 

For three weeks you’ve smothered the calendar hung on the kitchen wall with another red X each morning, whittling the days until you give your polished testimony and say goodbye to him for good. Now the court date looms heavy on the horizon—it’ll rise tomorrow with the sun. 

The Prenup (dave york x f!reader)

18+ account - minors do not interact

dave york x f!reader

Word Count: 6.3k

Rating: E

Summary: You and David York are two of the top divorce lawyers in Boston and are on opposite sides of a high-profile divorce. Both of you are at of the top of your game and have never lost a case. How will you navigate your feelings, as your personal and professional life intertwines?

Warning: sexual tension, flirting, mentions of divorce, mentions of infidelity, mutual pining, smutty flashbacks (oral – f receiving, and p in v sex), emotional cheating? language, sexual touching, nipple play, smidge daddy kink (papi), dirty talk, praise, oral (f – receiving), implied p & v sex

@punkshort

xx

Boston, Massachusetts

"Order in the court! I expect professional behavior from both counsel."

You leaned over the table, a smirk tugging at your lips as you tilted your head slightly. Your eyebrows arched in playful defiance. "Your Honor, I find it hard to believe that my colleague can actually think my client's request for a fair division of assets is unreasonable. The prenup clearly outlines significant financial disparities."

Dave York A-Z

Note: canon Dave York is married with kids. This alphabet is single Dave, and he is a DIA agent but not necessarily a mercenary. Yet.

Adult

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Blown Away

Dave York x f!reader | WC: 3200+ | Masterlist

Summary: How were you to know that Dave York blowing you a kiss in a quaint coffee shop one morning would change your life?

My contribution to @janaispunk's 1500 kisses challenge - I was given the above banner and the prompts blowing kisses and Dave York. This is my first time writing Dave, so hopefully it reads well.

No warnings for this one - it's pretty tame with some humor, fluff, and a teensy bit of angst. No use of y/n. Reader is pretty much a blank slate with hair.

strangers : climax | dave york

It’s almost sadistic. Taunting every single fiber of your being as each chord of the melody, so perfectly orchestrated, looms over the hotel bar. 

— Work Song

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

In all his years as an operative, and then the ones that followed - Dave’s life had never flashed before his eyes.

Instead there was always the bone-deep ache of fresh wounds. Split flesh and the sharp spike of adrenaline - his senses firing too quickly for his mind to process, hurtling him into pure instinct.

Surviving by the teeth of his skin.

Room Service

A Dave York x F!Reader one-shot

Pairing: Dave York x F!Reader

Word count: 2290

Warnings: EXPLICIT 18+ basically PWP; smut central; alcohol consumption; strong language; thigh riding; oral sex (F receiving); fingering; light bondage; unprotected PiV; praise kink; a little aftercare; sweetness among the smut. No physical description of F! Reader beyond her outfit (dress, stockings, high heeled shoes).

Summary: You’ve been summoned to Room 755 of the conference hotel by a man you know only as Dave.

A/N: Does this need explanation? I’m firmly in the Dave York Pit. I had to get this out of my system. Smut is the result.

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Love at First...Sight

Summary: A surveillance job offers Dave a distraction. (Part the Love at First... anthology.)

Pairing: Dave York x f!reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ only please)

Warning: light voyeurism, sexual content

Word Count: 1.8K

Author's Note: No Carol and kids in this world, friends, and it's not exactly fluffy because it's Dave.

strangers : fog | dave york

It’s sweet. 

But not the kind of sweet that aches and destroys your addiction. 

It’s perfect. Just enough. 

The kind of sweet that falls somewhere in the middle. Satiating that deep seeded craving that burns through your every fiber. 

strangers : poolside | dave york

The soft glow of the television bathes the hotel room in a soft ambient flicker. Faint colors and scene changes adjust the room’s atmosphere. Actors silently exchanging words back and forth, expressions all the more dramatic with the muted volume. The movie you’ve been looking forward to seeing, long forgotten, playing out in silence across the screen. 

strangers : one - turbulence | dave york

“Good evening folks! Welcome to California. Local time is 9:30 pm. The captain has asked that we prepare for our descent into Los Angeles. Please turn off all portable electronic devices and stow them properly until we have arrived at the gate. Be certain that your seat belt is fastened and your seat back is straight up. We will be making our way through the aisle to check and collect any trash. Once again we appreciate choosing us and thank you for flying Delta.” The flight attendant's voice booms through the airplane cabin. 

Coming Home (Dave York x F!Wife Reader)

A Merry Fic-Mas - December 20

Part of A Merry Fic-Mas: A Pedro Boys Holiday Fic Calendar - click for masterlist!

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Pairing: Dave York x F!Wife Reader

Word Count: 2000

Rating: Explicit (18+ MDNI)

snow angels

summary: who knew that clearing the driveway of fresh snow could be fun?

pairing: dave york x f!reader

word count: 1.8k

warnings: 18+ content; no use of y/n; public/semi-public sex; fingering; leg humping; established relationship

a/n: follow @palioomfics for updates // banners by @saradika

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you, me & john mcclane | dave york

→ pairing: dave york x f!reader

→ word count: 4342

→ content warning: 18+ blog; friends/idiots to lovers, mentions of food and alcohol consumption, blind dates, mentions of bad dating history, miscommunication, soft dave, carol and dave are divorced but rockstar co-parents, fluff, pining, reader is wearing a dress, no descriptive features of reader, die hard is a Christmas movie, equalizer 2 au, I think that's it but let me know if I missed anything

→ notes: im really hoping this reads well because i struggled getting it finished. words became rough to work with. part of the holi-dave universe, but can be read as a holiday one shot too. big thank you to @gnpwdrnwhiskey for listening to me ramble about these two!!! somewhat beta'd, but not entirely.

→ masterlist / holi-dave masterlist

5 minutes late. Not that you’re keeping track. Although, it’s hard not to when the hostess keeps checking in to see if your date has arrived because they can’t hold your table all night, as you wait in the front lobby of the restaurant. Actively trying your best to convince her your date should be arriving any minute— nearing 10 minutes late now.