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Dan Aykroyd Characters One-Shot Collection

Summary:

This is a collection of one-shots I've written for various characters played by Dan Aykroyd.

I'll update the tags as I add new characters and such.

Chapter 1: A Perfect Morning (Darren "Mother" Roskow x Female Reader)

Notes:

For a request on Tumblr asking for a Darren fic involving the Winnebago, set after the movie

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Sunlight filtered in through the edge of blinds, falling on your face, waking you. You weren't sure what time it was, but you felt rested. It also probably helped that you were exhausted the night before, falling asleep almost immediately as you settled down to actually sleep.

 

The source of your exhaustion was snoring quietly behind you, his breath puffing against your hair. You smiled, snuggling back into the warmth of the nude body pressed against your back. You tried not to move too much, not wanting the sloshing of the waterbed to wake Darren, but you both were used to it by now. Your trip cross-country had seen to that.

 

The two of you had made it your mission to make love in every state, but now you were driving across Texas. And taking your time. So far, this has been the best vacation you two had ever been on.

 

And while you two might have spent the previous night tangled up in each other’s arms until you wore each other out, from the hot, hard length you could feel pressed to your backside, Darren was ready to go again. Probably dreaming about what we did last night, you thought with a smile. Well, you didn’t want to be left out.

 

It was a little difficult given that he had an arm slung around your waist, but you still managed to slip a hand down between your legs to tease yourself, get yourself ready for him. Darren’s breathing remained slow, letting you know he was still sound asleep. As you did this, your own breath shaky, you tried to decide how to wake him up. It wasn’t often you two had morning sex, but the few times you had, you’d loved it. It was always so slow and intimate… And now you wanted that again, and a plan was formulating in your mind.

 

Painstakingly slow, you turned around and eased your leg over his hip, keeping an eye on Darren's face, doing all you could not to wake him. His sweet face remained slack with sleep, totally oblivious to your intentions.

 

You had to fight back a moan as you took his cock in hand and let the tip of him press against your entrance. You just barely rolled your hips so his tip was lubricated with your slick.

 

Darren's breathing changed just a bit, but he still didn't wake. Maybe he was dreaming about you doing something to him. You then let the head of his cock slip inside you. Darren then hummed ever so quietly, his brow furrowing, his breath deepening as he awoke, though he didn't open his eyes.

 

Honey…” Darren began, his voice rough. “We didn't fall asleep like this, did we?”

 

You bit back a smile and leaned up to kiss his forehead. “No.”

 

“It's funny…” he murmured, rolling on top of you and pushing further into you, making you gasp quietly. He gazed down at you with a soft smile on his face. “I was dreaming about this… of waking up buried inside you. And here we are.”

 

You hummed, rubbing his arms that were braced on either side of you. “I missed feeling you inside me.”

 

Darren hummed and kissed you, slowly rolling his hips against yours. “The perfect way to wake up,” he practically purred.

 

You moaned into his mouth. Darren was staying deep within you, barely thrusting his hips. And the warmth of his body over you, the heat of his mouth on yours, how slow he was fucking you… It was all perfect. So fucking perfect, you thought, tangling your fingers in his hair. 

 

“Last night wasn’t enough for you either?” he asked, now kissing down your cheek.

 

Never,” you breathed. You then wrapped your legs around his hips. “I’ll never get enough of you.”

 

Darren quietly moaned, his lips now on your neck. “I never thought we’d actually get out here,” he said. “You and me, in the Winnebago I always dreamed of…”

 

“Maybe you should thank Marty for that last sneak,” you replied with a smile. “No matter how dangerous it was.”

 

He hummed. “It was exciting. Not as exciting as this, though. God, sweetheart, you feel so good…”

 

You met the movements of his hips by rolling your own, sighing at how good his cock felt inside you, how full he made you feel. It felt like he was made for you.

 

“What made us wait so long?” you asked, your voice breathy. 

 

Darren reached down and hooked his hand under your knee, lifting your leg a bit in order to push deeper into you. He groaned at the feeling. “I didn’t think anyone as beautiful as you could ever be interested in someone like me.”

 

Darren,” you whispered, moving your hands to his face and lifting his head up so you could look at him. He was gorgeous… His hair falling into his face, his lips parted with his labored breaths, the hazy look of lust in his eyes… “I love you.

 

He smiled warmly and rested his forehead against yours. “I love you, too, baby.”

 

With that, he returned his focus to the more immediate matter at hand. He kept his thrusts deep, but he now sped up a bit, making them more deliberate. Each thrust stole your breath away, making you cling to him tighter as the pleasure mounted. You could feel Darren start to tremble, holding back as he wanted to make you cum first. 

 

“Please tell me you’re close,” he rasped, pressing his forehead a little harder to yours.

 

“I am! Please, Darren, don't stop!”

 

He groaned. “I won't, baby. I won't.”

 

He pushed a hand between you, his fingertips pressing over your clit. You moaned. This was just what you needed.

 

“I love you,” you whined, nearing the edge. “Ah! I love you, Darren!

 

You came with a gasp, clinging to him so tightly you might have worried about hurting him had you not been awash in pleasure. Darren moaned brokenly next to your ear as his hips stuttered a moment later and he came inside you, his hips snapping against yours with each kick of his cock.

 

And I love you,” he sighed harshly before moaning, his lips on your neck. “God, I love you so much.

 

As you gasped for breath, you carded your fingers through his hair with one hand, while your other stroked his back. “You make me feel so good, baby. You love me so well.”

 

He moaned again, letting some of his weight rest on you but not pulling out just yet. “Love you,” he panted. “Love you, baby…

 

You lifted his head so you could kiss him. Darren hummed contentedly into the long, languid kiss. Eventually, though, you needed to part for air. After that, he rolled off of you, taking you with him to settle you on his chest. You both sighed, relaxing. 

 

“You know,” he murmured. “Once we get to the coast, we’re going to have to drive all the way back to San Francisco… We’ll get to do this again.”

 

With a smile, you propped yourself up to look at him. Darren was smiling softly, very obviously in love. You were sure that love reflected back at him from your face. You couldn’t help but reach up and touch his cheek. “I’m game. And maybe we could… Stop by Vegas on the way back?”

 

He frowned a bit. “Vegas… Why?” He then grinned, his hands caressing your sides. “You don’t strike me as the gambling type.”

 

“I’m not!” you replied with a laugh. “No, I was thinking more along the lines of… you know, the two of us… tying the knot…”

 

Darren’s eyebrows shot up. “You wanna get married?”

 

From his response, you quickly began to backpedal, thinking you’d royally screwed up. “I mean, only if that’s something you want! We don’t have to! It was just something that—”

 

Before you could finish, Darren rolled you two over again, tucking you under him and excitedly peppering your face with kisses. “Oh, sweetheart, I’d love that,” he said in a rush in-between the kisses. “Maybe we could get the guys to meet us there.”

 

You laughed a bit. “Darren!”

 

“Yeah?”

 

That got him to calm down some as he raised his head to look at you. You brought your hands up to hold his face.

 

“You really want to do that?”

 

He nodded. “Absolutely. There’s no one else I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. You… Well, you get me, more so than Barbara ever did… And I love you. More than I’ve ever loved anyone or anything.”

 

“Darren…” you whispered, tears in your eyes. “I love you, too.”

 

He smiled and leaned down to softly kiss you. It was a kiss full of love and promise. As it became a little more heated, you made a mental note to thank Marty for introducing you to Darren when he did.

 

It was the best thing that could have ever happened.

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