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i am loving the tension you've created!

Claire teasing the hell out of Karen while she's working on a case with the boys with the filthiest of messages and nude shots.

And all Karen can do is just flush and try to concentrate on her work.

The thought practically strangles her as securely as a sheet wrapped around her neck yes good I am making incoherent noises in your direction right now author!anon jsyk

YAY UPDATE this fic is so good, I love it!

She’s scared and she rambles. They give her a recorder to ramble into.

She decides, in a flash, that she was safer in her cell. And then almost as quickly the conviction fades away. A larger, all consuming fear arises. It kills her to the bone. Maybe these lawyers really don’t have anything to do with it. And the scary thing, in that sentence, is thinking how big the it must be.

She doesn’t know, not for sure, and she doesn’t have a plan.

Matt and Foggy talk about keeping her safe. And she’s still stumbling through these hours blind… uh… with the rug pulled out from under her. But she remembers this is her top form. And she thinks she can take Matt. Maybe he’s some… some hit man. Some blind hit man. Ha!

She takes a steadying breath. She lets herself be calmed, focuses on the rain soaking her shirt, pitter pattering on the pavement. “Is it going to be okay?” She asks allowed, starting to wonder why they didn’t take a taxi. (Maybe because Matt would have no way of knowing where it dropped him off in relation to his building?)

“Yes, Miss Page, I do think so.”

And for some reason she trusts him. She waits to for that to come.

It never does.

Two days. Ha!

Two days.

Two days. Her eyes burn and her throat seizes.

Two days and her world’s been turned on its head. It’s like… It’s like waking up one day and find out that aliens are real.

She dissolves into hysterics, laughing and crying at once. She tries to cover her mouth, her mission blurring.

It’s like… It’s like waking up and finding aliens attacking your city, your home, the bodega down the street…

It’s like the day she woke up from her coma and realized she was listening to two sets of heart beats. Hers. And her mothers.

Except this time life moves so much faster than that.

With what she does being friends with lawyers is a terribly bad idea. And now here she is. Working for them.

Here she is working to tear down a crime lord. A king. A spider who’s web she can’t even start to fathom.

Jack is a ghost. And he's trying to communicate with his son.

He does little things. Nothing too crazy.

Examples:

- Matt is laying in bed one day, and suddenly hears someone say "Matty", right by his ear. And he's taken aback because it sounded just like his father's voice.

- One day, he feels light, little brushes on his hair. Reminds him of his dad's touch. And he's surprised because he looks around, and no one is there.

- Maybe Matt has a bad day, and he's sitting down and suddenly feels warmth. And he feels better. And he's reminded of how his dad used to hug him when he was sad. (ghost dad is hugging him) Matt doesn't know why he suddenly feels warm of course, but he likes it.

Ghost Jack just wants Matt to know that he's watching over him, and will always be there for him. So he does little things like that for him.

author!anon
*throws flowers* LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL AND THIS IS AWSOME.

*cheers you on*

AU where Wesley doesn't die, but Fisk is killed in the finale during his escape. Vanessa steps up as the head of Fisk's empire and devotes her life to destroying the city that took her fiancé away from her, with Wesley as her loyal right hand man.

Eventually they start sleeping together, even though part of them feels like they're betraying Fisk by doing so.

OP here just letting you know, I am reading all this with bated breath, hell yeah hell yeah.

Insert this one between the two above.

So in the morning she tells Matt about what she did. (That she went back to her apartment. That there was someone waiting there for her to reveal where she hid the thumb drive. That she got away. Not that she had to bash his skull in or that she got caught with the knife. And, most importantly, that she has no idea what to do next.)

Matt gives her a long look and she wonders what his eyes look like behind those tinted lenses. The rest of his face looks no different from all the other times she’s seen him, except that his mouth is a thin line. Still… it’s a look. He works his jaw before finally saying, “That was very dangerous.”

“I can take care of myself.”

“You shouldn’t have to.”

“I know. Are you hurt?”

“No… not badly, at least.” Karen doesn’t like lying to him.

He rubs his temples, takes a few steps back like he’s about to pace and then says, “We go public.”

“What?”

“We go public with the information you have. Get it posted in the news papers.”

“We… yeah. Yeah. Okay.”

They go public.

And Karen doesn’t go back home.

Author Anon just letting you know I'm done for the night.

This is the part where I need to rewatch the first few episodes because Karen being daredevil changes the entire time line.

I'm so glad so many of you like this! It's being so amazing to hear all these lovely comments! They really helped me go from the end of one of these little bits to the start of the next. I really can't thank you enough for this amazing support and out pouring of love <3

I can imagine Matt doing the "jump on their back and start biting" technique.

Because I did that to my brother.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/4410722

if you haven't read it, OP, you also might like this: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3945745

Set pre-series but has some of the elements you want

Matt can tell that something is going on, but he's not sure quite what...he tries to gently coax it out of Karen, but for whatever reason, that just makes her more upset...It must be something serious.

Claire and Matt and mirror and praise. She's behind him - maybe stroking him off , maybe pegging - while talking him through how she sees him and how pretty he looks when he's all wrecked and desperate to come. Could be femdom or edging, but please no dubcon and no pain.

Oh shit, he could really use his bbness to his advantage if he had an opponent that was too scared of hurting a kid to just slam his fragile little body into the wall. I don't know if Stick would teach him how to play into Adult Fear but it would be really interesting if he did.

OH KAREN i am still not quite sure how you bate breath but i am assuming i'm doing it right now. bated breath. SUCH an excellent beginning: argh, argh, argh. :D

Matt vs Steve! Imagine him trying to not hurt him especially due to the serum

There's only so much he could do if he was passing out from injury or the fatigue of being Daredevil.
Alleyways, his desk, Claire's apartment, A villain's lair, in bed next to his one night stand... There's a lot of potential places to wake up wet.

Melvin would probably be a champ about it. "I know lots of people who do that. These pants have different fasteners, so you can quickly change protective briefs."

Fliesbuzzing drives meabsolutly nuts, so I can only imagine how much itwould Matt with his superhearing.Somehow, though I doubt even his supersenses could make it easy to pinpoint something as small and fastmoving as a fly. I imagine lots of running around and swearing and screaming and hitting the wrong things with an improvised flyswatter.

Pretty much I just want to see Matt having gone back to save Vladimir or Vladimir surviving and finding Matt and becoming his room mate of sorts. Eventually (don't have a preference) they end up fucking. They start to actually kind of like each other more romantically as time goes on. All that can be implied. It doesn't have to be horrendously expanded upon how Matt and Vladimir start living together or how their relationship started. I'd be okay with established. I'm only here for the threesome to be honest.

One day after a particularly bad fight, Matt calls Claire and forgets to mention Vladimir. When she gets there she's pissed and her and Vladimir get into after she fixes Matt up and they are in each others face arguing and Matt's off to the side "watching" their interaction and suddenly he just sort of makes this kind of sexual noise at the thought of both of them together. Claire is confused but Vladimir recognizes the sound for what it is. He looks from Matt to Claire and back again and just sort of smirks and says out loud, "I'm okay with this idea." Or something to the effect and then I don't care how she's convinced. Just somehow they convince her to have a three way with them and it's a fight for dominance the whole time. Particularly between Vladimir and Claire. And maybe Matt getting kind of jealous at how much attention they are giving each other, no matter how angry that attention is. But it all ends well and they all decide that this arrangement is quite satisfactory and they should do it again sometime.

Author's Note: Wesley strikes me as the type of dude who'd go to a strip club, but only a classy joint. No being among the rabble for him. Also very easily manipulated via ego. Or 'ego.'
The soundtrack is Massive Attack's Mezzanine album, which is pure sex.

Wesley was a man of wealth and taste.

Fine suits, fine wine, fine places where the dancers were beautiful and intelligent and the booths weren't sticky. Places where – if you possessed the right amount of cash – you'd be escorted to a tastefully decorated private room where questions were not asked.

And Wesley possessed a lot of cash.

"I'm sorry that your preferred dancer is indisposed," the host said, eyes cast downward in respect. "I hope you'll find his replacement offers you just the same level of service."

"Of course," Wesley said with a gracious smile. "Your performers are always a cut above the rest."

The host, twittering thank-yous, ushered him into Wesley's favorite room. It was done in hot, smoky reds with a velvet couch, gauzy curtains draped everywhere. Wesley settled down on the couch, and took advantage of the complimentary wine on the table next to him, pouring himself a glass of Cabernet.

The music started – low, like a heartbeat slowly gaining in tempo. Wesley settled back, arms spanning across the length of the couch.

The curtains parted, and Wesley swallowed hard.

The dancer was gorgeous – perfectly muscled, trim waist hugged by a black corset matched with black boyshorts that seemed barely able to keep in the dancer's fantastic ass. His red-brown hair was a mess, and his face was mostly covered by a lacy black mask that only brought more attention to his obscene red mouth.

The dancer bit the bottom lip of that mouth, partially hiding behind the curtains like he was shy. Wesley's fists clenched, and he smiled.

"Hello, lovely," Wesley said. "What's your name?"

The dancer giggled, hiding more behind the curtain but twined his leg around it, so Wesley could admire the length of it. "I'm not supposed to tell you, sir."

"Are you supposed to hide behind that curtain the whole time?" Wesley teased. The dancer giggled again, arching his spine so his ass was even more prominent.

The dancer slowly disentangled himself from the curtain, moving with fluid grace to stand in front of Wesley. Wesley grabbed the dancer's thighs, tugging him even closer.

"Has anyone told you you're perfect?" Wesley asked. The dancer bit his lip, blush spreading across his face.

"No," he confessed, and then spread his hands across the shoulders of Wesley's expertly tailored suit. "Especially not someone so handsome and important."

Wesley trailed his hands up to the dancer's waist. "How can you tell I'm important, lovely?"

"Why else would you have such a nice suit?" the dancer laughed, and trailed his hands down to Wesley's chest. "It fits you perfectly."

The dancer suddenly pinned Wesley down to the couch, moving to straddle Wesley's lap with his knees on either side of Wesley's thighs. And he started to move.

All the playful shyness of before vanished in one sensuous glide, legs spreading wider and wider so that ass was pressed even tighter to Wesley's lap. He tossed his head back, breaths coming out in little huffs. Wesley leaned forward to kiss his throat, but the dancer stopped him with a finger to the lips.

"We're not supposed to touch like that, sir," the dancer huffed with a nervous little pout. Wesley grinned, kissing the dancer's fingers.

"It's alright, lovely," Wesley needled. "No one has to know."

He put his hands on his hips, drawing closer. The dancer still looked unsure.

"The rules say..." the dancer began, but Wesley shushed them.

"Who cares about the rules? You said I was important," Wesley said. "Do you know how important?"

The dancer shook his head, still grinding against Wesley.

"My employer is the most powerful man in Hell's Kitchen," Wesley boasted. "Soon in the entire city. I'll make sure your bosses' won't punish you for having fun."

The dancer's mouth widened in amazement. "Really? You really would do that for me?"

"I'd do anything for you," Wesley promised, urging the dancer to lay down on the couch. "God, you're beautiful."

The dancer blushed even redder, looking absolutely debauched spread out across the couch. Wesley pulled his underwear off before hastily undoing his own pants.

"You're going to ruin your suit!" the dancer protested, but let his thighs be pushed together nice and tight. Wesley urged him to pull his legs to his chest, which the dancer did without aid or a hint of discomfort.

"I can always get another one," Wesley said. "There's only one of you."

He was achingly hard, and pushing his cock between those smooth, muscular thighs was absolutely heavenly. The dancer let out a little oh of surprise, head tipping back. Wesley started thrusting.

Sweet nonsense spilled out of his mouth, praising the dancer from everything from his thighs to his mouth, and the nonsense evidently was enough to get the dancer to kiss him. It was all tongue and biting, Wesley nipping at that beautiful mouth. The dancer's hands scrambled for purchase on his shoulders.

The dancer was making the sweetest noises, moans that only increased in volume until he came with his back bending into a C-shape with the force of it. It was enough to have Wesley groaning, orgasm one of the most intense in his life.

In the afterglow, Wesley tucked his face into the dancer's neck. The dancer's legs fell open like a wilting flower, and he stroked Wesley's hair with surprising gentleness.

"That was a lot of fun," the dancer giggled, and then bit his lip. "I have another client after this, though..."

Wesley sat up, tucking himself back in. He dug around in his wallet, pulling out two one hundred dollar bills and a card.

"Your tip," Wesley said, tucking them into the dancer's corset. "And my number. I want to see you next time I'm here."

"Sir," the dancer said, and then caught Wesley's mouth in another messy kiss.

His time up, Wesley left the room and was escorted to the door by the host, a skip in his step. Matt listened to make sure he was fully down the hall before stretching out. He pulled out his tip and the number.

Wesley definitely was working for Fisk, and Fisk definitely had designs on the whole city. The money would get donated. As for the number...

Matt tucked it back into his corset. Maybe he could get more information out of Wesley yet. But first, a shower.

i bet matt even added some tongue in there to make it look convincing, the bastard.

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