Top Gun Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Gunner looks at me, then groans pulling my up into his arms, while I continue to pout like a child. He starts walking towards the door, then groans pushing me back into Issac, while his mouth lands on mine. Issac’s hands are automatically at the button of my shorts, unbuttoning them and forcing his hand inside. He rubs my clit then moves down putting three fingers inside of me, my head flies backwards landing on Issac’s shoulder, while Gunner moves his lips to my neck. Issac continues his torture as I rock my hips into his hand. Gunner bites down on our mating mark and I explode around Issac’s fingers. Groaning, still wanting more, as I continue to pulse around him.

Great. “Zee, everything will be okay. I can see it in your eyes, you're blaming yourself. I know that you're going to be thinking about everyone else and what will happen to them, and I'm telling you, they will be okay. You will be okay” Gunner soothed as he pulled me onto his lap. The feel of his flesh against mine made my skin crawl with desire. I wrapped my legs around his back and my arms around his neck, pressing my chest up against his. My lips found the soft skin of his neck and I sucked and nibbled my way up to his jawline. I pushed my hips forward into his and Gunner’s erect dick pushed back.

“You think so?” He raised his hand. A sniper on the rooftop aimed. Fiona’s stomach dropped. A gunshot rang out. The sniper collapsed. Fiona turned—Darwin stood behind her, his gun still smoking. De Luca’s expression darkened. “You think you’re better than me?” Darwin leveled his weapon at him. “The difference is, I don’t lose.” De Luca lunged. Fiona pulled the trigger. A single shot. De Luca staggered back, blood blooming across his chest.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> POV: Dual, Khyle and Gunner _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Gunner had expected to have to work hard to leash his temper, but remarkably it hadn't come to that yet. He knew there would be sparks, their natural impulses inevitably leading to each of them mounting a verbal assault on the other. He just hadn't anticipated enjoying it. Not in the slightest. But without the immediate stress of the game on his back, he was finding Khyle tolerable.

“He’s… different. I like him. A lot.” Vivia’s grin widened wickedly. “Good. One down, three more to go. And guess what? I can’t wait.” I groaned dramatically, collapsing onto my bed. “I swear, if you pick Finn next…” “I just might,” she said, voice playful and victorious. “Consider it the spice I promised you.” I laughed into the pillow, letting the warmth of the night wash over me. Gunner’s words echoed in my mind, the weight of his honesty and the pull of his wolf leaving traces that made my chest ache in the most pleasant way.

Zoe yelled. Gun arched his brow and grinned. “Then move faster,” he said. Zoe wiped the tears that flowed down her cheeks and shot a glare at Gun. “I can see your sharp gaze,” Gun uttered when he looked down at her since he was way taller than her. He has the same height as Helios. Even their body was alike. “Tell me the details later, Grant,” Zoe uttered coldly. Their steps were quick, and after a few minutes, they saw a black Jeep Wrangler. Grant walked towards the driver’s seat and started the engine while Gun opened the door at the back seat.

Secretly, he hoped Lena would respond again. Suddenly, Toph's hard slap on his back brought him back to reality. "Bro, bro! Fire! Fire!" Toph shouted. Chris was startled as he saw the burnt chicken wings and sizzling sparks. "Man, special forces soldiers like you go through tough training in the wilderness, and now you feel close to burnt stuff?" Toph teased. Chris was at a loss for words, looking at Lena's expressionless face as she walked away. He asked Toph cautiously, "Who exactly is she?"

As made our way to the rooftop, With the sniper gun in Tony's possession, we stood on the rooftop, surveying the cityscape before us. I watched attentively as Tony followed my instructions, his focus unwavering. "No, no, you press the trigger before fixing your eyes on the fixed scope," I corrected him, ensuring he understood the precise sequence of actions. As he practised, I observed his every move, assessing his proficiency. Finally, he took the shot we had been timing. The bullet hit its target with precision, and a sense of satisfaction washed over me. "Perfect," I uttered, acknowledging his progress. Tony had the potential to become a formidable protector, skilled with the gun in his h

he pulls her up with force. "What plans? Let go!" Sophia pulls her hand from his grip. "You think you can have all that much money in your name and still find true love? It was acting goddammit." He cocks his gun, "Now this is the real deal. You're coming with me." "Joe was right," cold chills run down Sophia's spine."You're..." Bang! The Hunter falls to the ground with a bullet in the back of his head. "Somehow I knew you'd come to see him," Gunner smirks at her. By now he has a bandage wrapped around his head. "Turn around. Hands behind your head. And one step at a time. I'm not The Hunter."

We both stand guard with our arms crossed. "He's not a friendly face. That asshole is trying to steal my mate." I growl. "I take it you both decided to stop torturing each other." Gunner appears from out of the blue. He hands me a glass of Scotch. "I caved. I couldn't stand being just her friend any longer. You can shove that look you're giving me up your ass. We're gonna take this at her pace." Gunner pours himself another glass. I hold out mine for a refill. Never taking my eyes off my girl.