NEIGHBOURS

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During your lay off period from work, your next door neighbour Tim Bradford was looking for a dog sitter for Kojo. You both lived next to one another for two years now and had each other's numbers saved, incase anything came up. You'd love living next to Tim, he was always offering to mow your lawn in the summer and regularly checked in to make sure you were okay. One day he had reached out to ask if you had any spare time to watch Kojo once Tim was working overtime at the station.

Fast forward to now, you offered to watch Kojo during the days through the week while Tim was at work. He offered to pay you for doing such a generous task but you always declined the money. That was until you checked your mailbox and found several hundred dollar bills from him stashed in there every week.

Kojo was the sweetest dog and a few months back you found out from Tim that he hated his old ex-girlfriend Ashley, which was funny because the dog loved you (lmao shade asf). Once finding out that he had broken up with her, you gave Kojo an extra treat for doing god's work for you.

There was no denying you had grown strong feelings for your neighbour through the few years. You'd seen him getting home from work, or through the window that faced both of your bedrooms, or the many times you'd seen the silhouette of his body through the curtains.

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It was reaching five-pm and you had just got back from your third walk of the day with Kojo. Making dinner, you always gave him a little piece of chicken or whatever you were cooking on the side. Everyday Tim would shoot you a text to see how you and the dog were doing, and you'd always follow up with a cute picture.

"Your daddies almost home" you danced to the music on the speakers as you cooked a chicken dish for dinner, Kojo staying tight to your leg. The dog was always begging for food, but you couldn't blame him. You would be lying if you hadn't thought about the thought of you and Tim dating, then Kojo would have a permanent mom.

An hour later and no word from Tim. Finding it weird, you checked the side window that faced his house. His truck wasn't home and no lights were on. It wasn't totally unusual given his line of work, but you texted him just to be safe.

You and Kojo were now cuddled up under a blanket on the couch while a movie played in the background. Still not hearing from Tim, you held Kojo extra tight and slowly started to drift off.

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Your eyes shot open at the knocking coming from the side door. You looked around the pitch black room that was illuminated from the tv still playing. Checking the time on your phone, you realized it was now seven-pm, and there were two missed phone calls from Tim.

Shit.

Rubbing your eyes you get up and Kojo followed suit, walking with you to the door. You open the door to see Tim standing with his hands in his pockets and red scratches covering the side of his cheek.

"Tim are you okay?" You said surprised, not even caring to say 'hi' first.

"Hey, sorry I'm so late. I had to get checked out at the hospital after a rough call" he sighed, looking completely worn out.

"Come in" you added. Not wanting him to go back to his house alone, after all you knew didn't have anyone to lean on in the moment.

Kojo greeted his dad with a wagging tail and they both followed you back to the living room.

"I must have fallen asleep after dinner" you stammered, still puzzled at how late it was.

"Don't worry, i know he's always in good hands" he smiled, referring to the dog. Tim went on to tell you exactly what happened on his last call of the day that turned violent, causing many cuts and bruises to litter is body.

"Um are you hungry, you must be after the day you've had" you asked brushing a hand on his knee in support.

"No it's okay, don't worry about me" he dismissed, but you knew Tim better than that, to tell he was lying.

"I have known you for too long at this point, i can tell when you're lying" you laughed making light of the situation.

"Okay fine-" he put his hands up in defence "- i am starving" he added, feeling bad for admitting it.

You left the couch to get a plate of chicken, fries and salad you had leftover, warming it up and bringing it back to him.

"Thank you y/n, i really appreciate it" he managed to smile even thought you could tell he was in pain.

"You're more than welcome, now what do you want to drink?" you questioned

"Got any beer?" He asked, causing you both to laugh

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After Tim finished eating and you both made small talk, you kept noticing him pressing against his side. You couldn't help but wonder if the stab wound he had gotten was bleeding through the bandage.

It was in this moment when you realized that your feelings and strong sense to care for Tim was deeper than you had thought.

"Is your side okay? And don't lie to me" you questioned as his facial expressions tried to compensate for the pain he was in.

"Ah, well i should be fine, it was some minor bleeding" he looked down at his side.

"Here come to the bathroom, we can check it out, Kojo needs his dad to be in good shape" you stood up and put a hand out for him to stand with you.

Turning on the bright lighting in the bathroom, Tim leaned against the vanity pulling up his shirt which showed the bandage covering the side of this ribs. He pulled the tape back to expose the large gash in his side, causing you to gasp at the sight of how painful it must be.

"Tim i-" you ghosted a finger over the cut, his stomach muscles just a touch away as his chest was breathing heavily.

"It's fine, it happens every once in a while. Part of the job" he tried to put up a tough act but deep down you knew he was hurting.

"Here let me change the bandage at least, I went to school to be a nurse a while back, so i know the basics" you offered, reaching in the medicine cabinet.

You gently swapped the bloodied bandage out for a fresh piece of gauze and tape. Your hands working gently over the area that had been stitched, Tim's hands held onto your back as you kneeled in front of him.

Getting up, his hands brushed against the length of your back as you looked into his eyes that were exhausted.

"That should do for now, but check it in the morning" you smiled, so close to Tim you could feel the heat radiating off his body. The tension that drew you together was masked from his injury, which clearly came first.

"Thank you again, for everything, how can I make it up to you? " he returned the smile and the hand on your back leaving it's needed position.

"Oh I'm sure I'll think of something" you smirked, maybe teasing a bit too much, but you didn't care to think before you spoke.

"See you tomorrow Kojo... and Tim, take care of yourself" you patted the dogs back. Just like that your house was back to being empty and silent.

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A week had passed and Tim had kept you updated that he was progressing with his injuries. The days went by like usual, and you found yourself talking to Kojo about his father even though the dog couldn't understand a word you were saying.

Explicit thoughts running through your mind every time you caught a glimpse of him barely clothed in his bedroom.

You opened the door to see Tim finally smiling and seeming to be in a good mood for the first time this week.

"Kojo, daddies here" you yelled. Although you didn't notice, Tim's eyes widened at the word you chose to describe him.

"I heard you were a good boy today for y/n" he grabbed the leash from you and hooked it onto his collar.

"Yes he was, and don't let him know I gave you extra treats" you leaned down to 'whisper' to Kojo.

"That's why he loves you so much" Tim added, like it was sitting on the tip of his tongue. A moment of silence filled the air while you replayed the words in your head.

"Well-" your cheeks blushed at the compliment he gave you "-i'll see you tomorrow" you looked up to meet Tim's eyes.

"How about you come over for dinner tomorrow? It's the least I can do for everything you've helped me out with the past few weeks" he went on, sounding sincere.

"That sounds like a date-" you blurted "-I mean... sounds like a plan" you corrected yourself and tried to act like you hadn't slipped up what you said.

Tim laughed at the fumble of your words and nodded, bringing him and the dog a few steps back to his house.

"I think we found you a mom, buddy" Tim whispered as he 'spoke' to Kojo once they reached the front door. Looking back to your house only a handful of steps away, Tim wanted more than just be neighbours with you.

Standing behind the closed door, your body felt that lonely feeling again. Missing the spark you had when Tim was around.

Flashing thoughts of him walking shirtless through his house or the few times you noticed him in the front yard with sweat covering his body and his arms flexed while he threw a ball with Kojo... snapped you into a trance.

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"Hi- you look great" Tim's eyes couldn't help but flash down to the low cut of your dress, showing just enough cleavage to make him wonder what was hiding underneath.

Tim had noticed you from the comfort of his own house as well, mostly when you weren't aware. He noticed the tight outfits you wore for your morning runs and when you stripped down to a small bikini to tan on your back deck...

"Mhm, something smells good" you smiled as he stood back from the doorway of the familiar house.

Kojo  came running towards you, greeting you with lots of kisses and almost knocking you off balance.

"Hi buddy" you petted his back as he continued to show affection towards you.

"I made your favourite-" Tim walked towards the kitchen. No way he made my favourite dish.

"You didn't..." you followed him. A wave of excitement lit your body on fire.

"Oh yea I made *insert your fave meal*, I heard you talk about it enough I thought it would be good for me to try and make" he smiled. The aroma of food filled your nose and made your hunger grow even more.

He remembered...

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"and then he literally stole the crust off of my plate once I got back in the room" you giggled.

Dinner was amazing and you decided to stay for a drink... or two. Both of you sat on Tim's couch while he had a sports game on Tv for background entertainment.

"that sounds like Kojo for you" Tim laughed and took a sip of beer.

A period of silence was shared as you both looked at one another, as if you were communicating by looks alone.

Can he read my mind right now?

"Look I have to say something. I don't want it to come out the wrong way, so hear me out-" Tim broke the silence and you felt a rush of heat pass through your body.

"Go on. I'm listening" you propped an arm on the back of the couch. Dying to know what he would say and trying to contain the rollercoaster flipping around in your stomach.

"I'm just going to be straight up, I like you a lot. More than just friends or neighbours crap. I think you are an amazing woman and-" he fumbled with the last few words. You picked up on exactly what he was going to say and started to feel excited even though you tried to keep your cool.

"Listen... I feel the same and I'm glad I can get it off my chest as well" your gaze flashed between his eyes and the floor, a little nervous to admit it to his face.

"So-" he blurted, sipping the last bit out of the beer bottle.

"So... I think I know how you can make it up to me" reminding him of the promise to do something in return, for you helping him out earlier in the week.

"Is it really considered a 'favour' if I'm going to enjoy myself while doing it?" he teased, his eyes glassy and fuelled with lust.

For a moment, you were unsure what to do. Playing with the hem of your dress to suppress the thoughts of what was to come.

You pushed yourself closer to him on the couch, feeling as if there was a magnet drawing your bodies together. A harsh swallow and your mind had shut off, allowing your body to do the talking for you.

He placed his palm against your bare thigh and you angled yourself sideways, to fully take in his face.

His short hair, stubble that shadowed his sharp jawline, the few wrinkles that formed on the sides of his cheeks from smiling at you, and the drifting musk that filled your nose when you finally got closer to him.

You noticed Tim doing the 'triangle' method on you. His eyes met yours, then down to your lips and even lower to your boobs. He repeated the movements and as you picked up on it, you couldn't hold back any longer.

Gripping the back of his neck you took the first move and gently kisses his lips. The unfamiliar shape now molding against yours like they were made for one another.

"I want you" Tim breathed in between kisses.

Thats all you wanted to hear.

You made your way to straddle his lap, grinding your hips slowly against the rough fabric of his pants. Your body lighting up with fire when his lips made their way around the sides of your neck and down to your collar bone. Tilting your head back from the pleasure, you could feel the mess that was gathering between your legs.

"Tim-" you whined, his hands roaming every inch of your thighs. Working the dress higher as his large palms kneaded against your skin, increasing the speed of your grinding motions. In the time that your lips were inseparable, his shirt managed to hit the floor.

"Follow me" he whispered, biting your bottom lip.

You let him lead the way upstairs to his bedroom. The space you'd only seen from your house was now your reality. Looking out his window that faced the side of your house, he had a clear view of your bedroom as well.

Tim took little time to get his hands back on you again, wanting to see every curve of your precious body. You kissed your way over to the bed, when he pushed your shoulders letting your back fall into the mattress.

He stood in front of you, the dim lights reflecting against his strained muscles and healing cuts. He unzipped his pants and let them hit the floor.

"Let's take these off" he mumbled, raking a hand up your soft legs to hook a finger in the band of your panties. Pulling them down rough, he was determined to pleasure you in every way possible.

You propped yourself on your elbows, both of you working to get your dress off over your head, followed by the lace bra that your boobs were spilling out of.

"You're perfect, you know that right?" his voice low and husky. Trailing kisses up your stomach, the glistening wet trail felt cool against your burning skin. His tongue made its way around your nipple. Drawing circles around the bud and applying the perfect amount of pressure when he took it between his teeth.

Your head pressed into the mattress, a frustrating but daunting feeling taking over your body. Tim had two hands on you at all times, both in different spots. One way playing with your boob, the other collecting the arousal between your legs.

"Tim please" you whined, your hips bucking off the mattress as he pushed two fingers inside you. Twisting his hand in and out of you at a steady rhythm, his lips made their way back to yours.

His tongue left your mouth as he fumbled around in his night stand for a condom. His cock glistening from his arousal, he slid the condom down his length.

Wrapping your legs around his back, you were more than ready for what was to come. He guided his cock into you, the unexpected size causing you to dig your nails into his broad shoulders.

Stealing a quick glance at your face, Tim watched your expression settle as he buried all his length into you. Giving a moment for you to adjust, your legs wrapping tighter against his back, to give him the go ahead to continue.

Slowly pulling out, a burning but fading fire had been set in your stomach. Such feeling that you had yet to experience with previous hook ups. The room was filled with sounds of just how good he could make you feel.

Ghosting his lips inches from yours, he sloppily intertwined his tongue with yours. The rough stubble on his cheeks rubbing against your chin.

Moaning against his mouth, he kept his thrusts rough and hard, just to keep hearing your cries. Dominating your mouth when you got too loud, not wanting the other neighbours to hear your innocent pleas.

It wasn't long until your legs started to feel like jelly, pressing your nails deep into his skin, you could've added cuts to the mess he was covered in already.

"I'm close" your chest rising and falling while you could feel your climax was near.

Tim threw an ankle of yours over his shoulder, the new depth he was hitting had snatched the air from your lungs. His middle finger had made its way between your lips, sucking rough against it.

"fuck you feel so good" his breath hitching as you both reached an orgasm at the same time.

Your thoughts jumbling together as you quickly came back from what had just happened. Tim had discarded of the condom and now had boxers and sweatpants back on.

"You okay?" He asked, grabbing a water bottle off the night stand.

"Yea I'm great" you laughed, gladly taking the bottle from his hands.

Just neighbours.... Right?

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A/N: thanks for so much love on the last part!! I greatly appreciate the likes and comments🫶🏼

Also thinking to do a 'best friends dad' image, maybe a controversial hookup while the two are left alone? 🤫