#Put a man in a slutty see through shirt and I just hmmm

[cageyperry]

I haven’t watched much Critical Role this season but AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

[whoreiaki-kakyoin]

Attitude Adjustment 💖

Nsfw under the cut, fem reader x Joseph x Caesar, reader teasing Joseph by flirting with Caesar to make him jealous, light degradation, exhibitionism, public sex, office sex, voyeurism, daddy kink, spitroasting, creampie, bukkake, reader has a pussy

I want you to picture the following: Joseph and Caesar are business partners, and sometimes when you’re feeling bratty or really want Joseph’s attention, you’ll flirt with Caesar when they’re both in the office. Things like grazing your hand along his arm, sitting right in his lap as you ask what he’s working on, twirling your hair as you giggle at his jokes then running your fingers through his hair. Joseph just watches it all, knowing exactly what you’re up to, and he approaches Caesar on the side about a little plan to teach his darling some manners. The next time, while you’re making a show of complimenting Caesar’s muscles, running your hands over his chest, Joseph grabs you roughly by the hips and tugs you over to his desk. You give a little squeal of “Joseph, what—“

“That’s not what you call me, doll.” You blush, glancing nervously back at Caesar as Joseph maneuvers you into his lap.

“Joseph, please—” you try again, but you quickly cut off with a squeak when the older man gives your ass a warning smack. Heat rises to your cheeks and you fight the urge to squirm. You've been bent over his knee for being a brat before, but you don't exactly need him teaching you a lesson while his business partner watches. “But… but, daddy, Caesar’s right there!” You whimper softly, embarrassed and frankly a little turned on that your daddy would assert his dominance right here. Joseph’s eyes don’t leave you once, not even glancing at his friend.

“Caesar doesn’t mind a show, doll. And we’re going to give him a good one as thanks for him putting up with your bratty behavior.”

“But… but daddy!”

“Yes, babygirl?”

“I was only playing, daddy, really, Caesar didn’t mind! Just messing around!” Joseph’s hand tightens dangerously on your thigh and you can feel yourself dripping already.

“Hmm, so you want Caesar to think you’re a naughty little slut who flirts with anything that moves? I thought daddy had taught you better manners than that.”

You squirm in his lap, letting out a soft whine as heat flashes through your stomach at his words. You’re certain your panties must be soaked. None of this escapes Joseph’s notice, and he gives a low chuckle.

“Are you enjoying this, sweetheart? You like when daddy says such nasty things? And right in front of another man? Hmmm, my filthy little girl, probably want me to take you right here, don’t you? That slutty little pussy just needs to be filled.”

You flush even redder, your hands resting on Joseph’s firm chest as you bite your lip. He shifts his leg slightly and you gasp at the friction against your aching pussy. Smirking, he shifts his hands to your hips, guiding you to rut against him.

“So needy for me already, princess. It’s like you don’t even care where we are. You’re just thinking with that wet little cunt of yours, don’t even care who sees as long as daddy touches you.”

“D—daddy…” you throw your head back with a broken little moan, hips rocking with the rhythm of Joseph’s leg against you. Soft whimpers fall from your mouth, filling the room, and you almost forget about Caesar completely in your neediness, your lust giving you tunnel vision for your lover in front of you. After a few moments, Joseph stills your hips, looking down at you with a devilish smirk.

“Naughty little thing.” He guides you up off his lap, laughing at the slick wet spot shining on the leg of his pants. “Look at what a mess you made, honey. So eager for daddy.”

“Daddy, what…?” You falter as he stands, unsure of what comes next.

“Strip for me, doll.”

“But…” your eyes flick to Caesar, who watches intently from his chair. A small, pleased smile curves around his lips, and you could swear you hear him laugh as you avert your eyes shyly.

“Do I need to repeat myself?” Joseph asks. You shake your head, tugging off your shirt, then your skirt, kicking off your heels and tucking them neatly beside your daddy’s desk. “Mmm. Panties too, baby. But daddy can take those off, come here.”

He unclasps your bra, tossing it to the side, and lifts you to sit on the desk as he eyes your panties, skimpy satin and lace adorned with a little bow. He slides them down your hips and legs, admiring the soaked fabric before crossing the room to show them to Caesar.

“Isn’t she just soaked? Look at that, getting off on a little extra attention.”

“Needy little darling,” Caesar chuckles. “Such a pretty girl.” You feel your face burning, embarrassment and arousal mingling as heat twists in your stomach.

“Daddy,” you mewl softly, a plea for Joseph to go easy on you. He chuckles, crossing back to the desk. You’re suddenly aware of just how exposed you are, naked on his desk as Caesar watches. “Daddy, are we really going to…. Right in front of Caesar?” He smirks at your pleading expression, running his hands down your sides.

"So shy, sweetheart? Just a moment ago, you couldn't wait to show off for Caesar, climbing all over him like a bitch in heat. I don't think it's very fair not to lead him on without giving him a little something for his troubles, baby, do you?" You whine helplessly, but before you can protest more, Joseph tugs at your nipples, kneading them between his fingers. Your back arches instinctively into the touch as you answer him with a needy moan. “That’s my good girl. I knew you’d come around. After all, honey, we’re going to take such good care of you.”

“Daddy, please,” you whimper. “Need you.” Joseph melts at that— he's putty for his pretty angel— before relenting as he presses his lips to yours. You kiss back desperately, your open, needy mouth a perfect invitation for Joseph to tug at your lower lip with his teeth before sucking on your tongue. His fingers tangle in your hair, tugging just hard enough to elicit a pretty moan. When he finally pulls away from you, your head is spinning. Gazing breathlessly up at him, you let out a pathetic whine at the loss of contact.

"Aww, you really need daddy, huh?" He laughs as you nod, petting over your hair before moving to undo his belt. "Oh? And you were so fuckin' bratty before, all you needed was for daddy to touch you, yeah?" You're leaning back on your hands for support, eyes glued to Joseph's hands sliding his dress pants down, tugging his hard cock out... Thick and veiny and perfect. His length was admittedly intimidating, but it never stopped you from begging for his cock, no matter how sore you'd be the next day. You don't even realize your mouth is hanging open as you watch him until he chuckles, stroking your cheek.

"Practically drooling for daddy's big dick already, hm, princess? God, you're cute. You want me inside you? "

"Please, daddy! Please, I need you so much, wanna feel you inside me!"

"Hm..." He smirks. "I don't know, Caesar, she has been such a brat today, hasn't she?"

"Oh, I think she's been a little tease all week. But such a pretty principessa has needs, she can't help it."

"Mm, that's right, just so desperate to be filled up. Do you think I ought to indulge her? Or should she have to wait while we tease her pretty pussy?" He rubs his cock against the wet heat of your lips, pulling away as soon as you try to lean into the friction. Pouting, you turn the prettiest, most innocent doe eyes you can to the blonde man.

"Please? Please, Caesar, tell him not to tease so much, I can't... can't take it, please," you babble, and Caesar smiles as he walks to the desk, dropping a gentle kiss to your forehead.

"She has been such a naughty girl, Joseph, but I think you ought to fuck her. She looks like she could just cry if you didn't." With a wicked grin, Joseph digs his fingers into your hips, pulling you back to the edge of the desk. Caesar strokes your hair and shoulders gently as your lover pushes into you in one slow thrust. As you throw your head back with a moan, you can hear the blonde murmur, "Bellissima. So beautiful, sweetheart."

"Fuck, Caesar, she's so wet, got such a tight, perfect cunt..." He gives a few shallow thrusts, rocking his hips gently as you adjust to the stretch of his cock inside you with a shaky gasp. "Mmf, I woulda let you have a taste first, but... Next round, I promise." Your brain feels hazy with pleasure, but you glance between the two men.

"Wait... n-next round...?"

"Oh, sweetheart, it wouldn't be quite fair not to let Caesar enjoy your pretty pussy, would it? Not— ah— not after you've teased him so much." A shiver runs down your spine, and you arch your back into Joseph's thrusts as Caesar kisses the corner of your mouth.

"I'll treat you very well, cara, don't worry. Would you like that?" You moan brokenly as Joseph rubs his thumb over your aching clit.

"Fuck..." You loll your head back at the feeling before Joseph pinches your nipples hard, making you jolt at the sudden sensation.

"I believe Caesar asked you a question, little missy. Aren't you going to answer?" You force your eyes to meet Caesar's, even as Joseph quickens his pace.

"Y...Yes, Caesar, f-fuck! Mm, please," you whimper, and the blonde presses his lips to yours with a soft laugh. He indulges you for a few moments, kissing you deeply and kneading at your breasts, before sighing and glancing at Joseph.

"Jojo, do I have permission to use her pretty mouth?"

"Use her however you want. I don't think she'll be quite so bratty when she's stuffed with cock." You're so focused on Joseph fucking you that you don't even realize Caesar is ready until his thick cock nudges at your lips. You let out a soft, needy whine— he feels thick and warm against you, and you feel so dirty knowing your daddy's best friend is about to fuck your mouth like this.

"Go on, baby, be a good girl for Caesar," Joseph tells you, and you timidly start with tiny kitten licks at the other man's tip.

"Sweet girl. Joseph's right, you really are such a doll. Ready for me, principessa?" You just about manage to nod before Caesar pushes his length into your mouth, stroking your head and cooing out encouragement. You feel blissfully overwhelmed as he starts to thrust faster, causing you to choke and drool around the base of his cock as he fucks your throat.

As Caesar swears softly in Italian, babbling out praise, Joseph's thrusts become more erratic, his fingertips bruising into your hips as he nears his orgasm. The office fills with the sounds of skin slapping on skin, labored breathing and moans pouring from all three of you. You're almost unsure which hands are whose, everything blurred into a hazy landscape of touches and praise and pleasure. You're sent over the edge when Joseph resumes massaging your clit, and you moan loud and shameless around Caesar's cock as your orgasm tears through you. It's only moments later that Joseph follows, hilting inside you with one last thrust as he fills you with warm cum.

Caesar pulls out of your mouth, giving you a chance to breathe for only a moment before shooting his warm release over your chest. By the end of the night, both men give you a few more orgasms with their skilled mouths before jerking off over you as you lay limply on Joseph's desk.

Joseph holds your hand as Caesar cums one last time over your face.

"Say thank you, sweetheart."

"Th... Thank you, Caesar."

“That’s my good girl,” Joseph praises. He helps you to sit up, the two men cooing over your exhausted, fucked-out body. “we’ll get you cleaned up, sweetheart, don’t worry.” You nod into his touch, smiling softly as Caesar grabs you a towel and Joseph helps you get dressed. Your legs are wobbly and your head is light, but Joseph supports you as you cling to his arm.

“Thank you, Caesar,” you murmur again shyly as you make your way to the door, and Joseph chuckles, petting over your hair fondly.

"There's my sweet princess. I knew all you needed was an attitude adjustment." He sighs happily. "Do you think you'd like to play with Caesar again sometime, baby?" Heat flares between your legs as you smile shyly at Joseph.

"Yes, please, daddy." He grins, pecking you on the lips lovingly.

"I thought you might. Well, I think that can be arranged. But for tonight, there's a hot bath waiting for you at home. After all, you’ve been such a good girl.”

[dietcokeangel2004]

Taking control

Stuart Twombly x Dom! Reader

Warnings:

• Sub! Stuart

• Mistress kink

• Strap on

• Praise kink

• Lewd writing

• Begging

• Edging

• Nipple play

• Face slapping

Stuart Twombly. Where to begin. He was your best friend but also happened to be boyfriend. Yup he’s a dick but you knew this when you got involved with the beanie wearing asshat. But he’s honestly the best thing ever, and the sex life is the best.

You never would imagine that you’d be into being the dominant one **ever** during sex. But when Stuart suggested it one day awhile back it kinda became a thing that occasionally happened behind closed doors.

You never really ever thought of it with anyone before, not even with Stuart, until he mentioned it. Not gonna lie, you were super nervous when you first tried it. Not only did you not know what the fuck you were doing, but that fact that you didn’t know how you were supposed to act.

But you’re quite surprised how well you learned and became a natural pro at making Stuart shiver and squeal underneath you. As time went on and you guys played this way, you became more confident about teasing and taking control.

And today you were feeling particularly in the need of having Stuart quivering for you. Knowing Stuart will of course be on his phone even at work, an idea forms in your beautiful brain. You leisurely search through your sex drawer looking for something to send him that’ll drive him up the wall.... and his pants down.

Picking up a beautiful light blue strap on and attaching it to the straps that sling around your hips. You hmmm as you pull it on over your leggings. Grabbing your phone you snap it from an angle where he can see how long it is and how your hand is casually stroking it. Writing out a teasingly sext *hey little prince, can’t wait to see you after work.*You hit send, and pull off the strap on while waiting for a reply.

A ding from your phone notified you that Stuart had seen and messaged you back. Heading to check it you look at what it says.

*Oh fuckkkk!!! I’m at work!!!*

You groan out loud, what a dumbass he shouldn’t be on his phone at work. So you tell him just that.

* Well then, sorry to inform you but you wouldn’t have a problem at work if you weren’t on your phone kitten*

You snicker to yourself as you pick out a pretty bra to wear for the night. You always preferred wearing a bra or shirt when using a strap on. It felt weird just having them flop everywhere dogging Stuart. Another ding.

* okay you’re right but still, are you trying to kill me?! I have to try to leave work in a half an hour with this!*

You chuckle out loud knowing exactly what Stuart must look like right now. Flushed face, ears bright pink, sweaty hands constantly being wiped on his pants, jittery legs and last but by far not the least, the huge noticeable tent in his beige khakis.

* I know lol. They’ll call security because they’ll think you’re trying to smuggle a gun 😂*

You decided to leave your phone after that knowing that he’ll just be complaining the whole damn time.

A half an hour later Stuart was stumbling through the door.

“ Hey, baby! Umm is that what we’re doing tonight?” Stuart eagerly questioned. He was nervously scratching the back of his neck, already knowing the answer, already awaiting the actions to follow.

“Mmmm babyboy I think we both know that’s what we’re doing tonight.” You skitter out as you grab him by the tie, gently pulling him to your room.

“ Strip.” You demand, while analyzing your nails. Stuart lets out a loud moan, already hard as a diamond.

He kicks off his shoes and socks, next to go is his pants. He’s struggling so you take pity on your baby and start undoing his tie and buttons on his shirt, while he finished trying to strip off his pants. He looks at you while going to sit on the bed. But your quicker as you grab his arm and spin him back around. Whimpering he looks at you with submission and eyes questioning what he’s done wrong.

You quirk an eyebrow and slutty whisper “I said strip, you don’t look very naked to me now do you little bunny?”

“Ohhh, m’sorry.” Stuart stammered as he started to pull off his America Eagle boxers.

“ um you’re sorry what? Hmmm?” You demandingly questioned the pale man.

once boxer clad now naked, Stuart open mouthed stared at you and porngraphically moaned. It reverberated off the walls. Loud and whiny he huffed “ I’m sorry mistress.”

“Mmm such a good boy!” You gleam at him while you shove him semi roughly onto the bed. He groans out as you pick up his favourite strap on. You pull it on as you grab the lube and smear it along your slender fingers. Stuart watched you with hooded eyes already whimpering and begging you to fuck him. He got like this a lot, whiny, whimpering and babbling incoherent things.

He liked it when he had to beg for it, and you liked making him beg. As you stretched him and scissored his asshole, you spoke dirty sinful things out into the open of the room.

“ Do you like this baby? Hmm do you like it when you take it in the ass for you mistress? Do you like taking it in the ass from your mistress?? Hmmm such a good little boy!” And with that a big sloppy kiss was placed on the middle of his stomach, right above his angry red dick. He was spread out on his back with his legs spread and his already leaking cock laying on his stomach. He was blushing beet red and flailing his hands around above his head.

“ yes mistress, oh, oh, oh I love it!! I love taking it in the the ass for you mistress!!! Mmmmh augh!! I’m a good little boy! Ohhhhh mistress please another!” Stuart babbled and pleaded while one hand covered and rubbed his blushing face.

“And who’s good little boy are you baby?” You added the third finger while you started to stroke his big pretty cock. Yes you just described Stuart’s dick as pretty. You never would have thought of a dick as pretty, but when you seen Stuart’s you downright whined and told him that he had the prettiest cock on earth. So thinking of this, you decided to tell your little slut below you.

“ ohhh I’m yours! All yours mistress! I- I- I”

“Now you just have the prettiest cock ever don’t you baby? Oh I love it!!!” You interrupted a mumbling Stuart and pulled your sticky fingers out of him. he whined at the loss of your petite fingers, but when he seen you smearing lube all over the strap on he let out a strangled moan throwing his head back.

He liked it when he had to beg for it, and you liked making him beg.

“ What do you want baby, huh?? Oh what’s wrong!?” You teased his hole with the tip of the strap on.

“ Mistressssss!!!” He whines out.

“Whattttt??” You mocked his whiney voice while pushing just the tip inside of his taut hole and pulling back out.

He struggled to form a sentence... or any words at all.

“Mis- mis- mistress! Please I, I want you to fuck me!” He groaned out. Head thrown back, holding his legs apart for you. Spread and ready, just how you like him.

“Now baby, we both know you can do better than that!” You reassured the flustered male beneath you.

You decided to make him struggle even more and played with his sensitive nipples. While he was attempting to put together his best sentences you toyed with his nipples. You tweaked, tugged, twisted and rolled them in between your nimble fingers. Stuart mewled out at the feeling, his cock leaking. He wouldn’t last very long once you finally started, which was okay. He didn’t have too and usually didn’t. To you both it didn’t matter how long he lasted when you guys did this. As long as he achieved an amazing orgasm and whatever he needed to get out.

“Please mistress I need you to fuck me! I’m begging you! Mmmm I need to feel my release from you mistress! I need you! I need you to fuck my little boy pussy mistress!!” Stuart practically hollered out. He had his hands hooked under his knees holding his legs open and apart.

“Oh baby! Now that’s a good dirty little boy isn’t it! We both knew you had it in you kitten!” You plunged into him while continuing playing with his nipples. Stuart nearly shrieked at the feeling of your false cock filling him. You started off with nice long deep thrusts. Gradually you got harder, rougher and quicker. He continued babbling underneath you, his big cock leaking pre-cum all over his chest and treasure trail. He was close, so close. You knew he needed something else, but as usual he liked it when he had to beg for it, and you liked making him beg.

“What’s wrong baby, hmm?? What mistress’s baby boy need??”

“Oh! I-I-I ohhhh!!! I- please smack mistress!”

You cut him off as soon as the words left his mouth. The contact of skin slapping skin echoed through the apartment. With a strangled gawking noise, Stuart came exploding white strings of cum all over his chest and your stomach. You slowed your motions and pulled out of him slowly. Taking off the strap on you pull him up putting him under the covers. Lying with him for a couple of minutes, both calmingly catching your breathes and listening to the comfortable safe silence between you two. This was your safe spot. Not in the bed, or in the apartment. But with each other. You could be anywheres and you’d both know that you’d be safe and happy if you were anywheres with each other. With that soft thought, and a soft smile for your lover, you head out to the kitchen for some water. When your re-entered the room your baby was fast asleep. You curled up beside and kissed his forehead. When he would wake later in the evening or in the morning, you’d have something made for him to eat and help him into the shower.

[hotsexydorks]

On the other hand, I bet Deputy Hale stopped Liam for speeding. Had the boy get out of his car, only for Derek’s eyes to get caught on Liam's massive bulge. Until, before he knows it, Derek’s under Liam’s thrall, watching the boy’s cock swing as he's given orders. Until Derek's naked, slacks to his ankles, cock jutting out and leaking profusely onto the ground as he fingers his hole open. Squealing when Master's finally inside him, come splattering the road as onlookers watch from the road

Pendulum 2: Derek/Liam

“Yeah I got it Mom. I’ll be home by dinner, don't worry. I was just hanging out with Scott for a while after school. He was helping me.” Liam smirked. It was true he had just been hanging out with Scott and he was helping him. He just didn’t say what he was helping him with. 

Right now his Alpha was probably finishing up his shower and heading home. His balls were full and swinging lowly. After all it wasn’t any fun if he got to cum whenever he wanted. No Liam liked the power and the control. Scott was his play thing after all. 

Scott wouldn’t be able to get off no matter how hard he wanted until Liam gave him permission. Which Liam had been saving for a special occasion. He just hadn’t figured out what that would be just yet. 

“Alright sweetie. Make sure to say thank you to Scott for helping you. He’s such a good boy.” 

“I will Mom. Don’t worry.”

Glancing up Liam looked into his rear view mirror, catching the sight of a squad car pulling up behind him. After all, pulling in and stopping in the middle of the road wasn’t exactly the safest thing to do. 

“Gotta go Mom!” 

Liam hung up the phone and looked in the mirror at himself, pulling some of his hair back to fix its place while the officer walked up. He got a look at the man’s side profile of his ass and licked his lips. Those uniforms always did wonders for their asses. 

“Does there seem to be a problem officer?” He looked up from his rolled down window straight up at the man’s face. 

Derek was in control over everything until that moment. From the second he had pulled over and until he reached the window was all his own doing. But once he got a glimpse of what was actually in the car he was lost. His eyes glazed over, a smile growing on his face when he saw it. Cock. 

Just like Scott it was the sight of Liam’s cock that was strong enough for him to be pulled under from something as small as that. With Derek it had worked a bit stronger than with Scott. His own Alpha had been his test subject after all. Finding ways to make it stronger was important. 

Unlike Scott, Derek didn’t need the swinging motion and progressive sinking. Instead it was instantaneous for him. One look down at Liam’s naked body in the car and he was gone. Back to being a play thing for his master again. 

“Yes Sir. My cunt is hungry for your cock. Please sir, fuck me with your big cock again.”  

Taking his cock in his own hand and stroking it. Liam grinned up at Derek and looked him up and down as his slut had returned. 

“Well if you want my cock slut. Then you know what you need to do.” Liam told him , his teeth showing from his side grin. Nodding his head towards the hood of his car Liam sat back and got comfortable. Ready to enjoy the show. 

With one swift movement Derek took his hand away from the car and walked in front of it. His body started to sway and move like he was dancing in an invisible club. To music that only he could hear. 

His hands ran across his body. Feeling the sun’s heat over him and the barrier of the uniform constricting him. The first to go were the buttons on his shirt. Slowly, one by one, he popped each button from the holes all while his eye contact was kept on his master in the car. 

With Derek’s buttons all popped his shirt hung open only held by the tails he had tucked into his belt this morning. But that didn’t last for long. With two easy clicks Derek dropped his holster belt and let it hit the floor. The sandy coloured pants were next. 

There was a knowing smirk on his face as he pulled them down. Exposing his briefs that he had been wearing underneath. It didn’t take more than that for Derek to jump on the hood of the car , facing away from Liam as he arched his back and started to shake his ass in the younger’s face. Looking back with a smile that only showed how pleased he was with himself. 

Liam had been impressed with how much control and response that Derek seemed to still have in this state. Any more and he felt like he was on the verge of having anyone ready to fully live their new lives as his slut. But that was a plan for another time. Right now he had a willing slut in front of him. 

Derek’s ass wasn’t shaking for long. It was only a short while between dancing on the hood and pulling his underwear down. Freeing his bouncing ass and exposing it to the air. 

“Hmmm, please sir… Fuck my cunt. I need you to fill me up again..”  

The little show that Derek had been putting on had garnered him a crowd. The pair weren’t exactly hidden to be fair but it was far enough that they were out of the way at least not on the main road. Liam didn’t want his slut being out there too much, just yet. 

“Oooo!!!” Derek moaned loudly as his fingers pushed into his hole spreading his ass and starting to finger himself for Liam and now the crowd.

Liam could see the onlookers starting to realise what the dark haired hunk was doing. Some even taking things into their own hands. Literally.

Derek’s fingers rocked into himself. His hard cock leaking and dripping onto the bonnet of the car. The stud was moaning and drooling from his own need. With his chest pushed down Derek’s ass was in the air and his back arched while he rode back on his fingers. 

His body showing off just how slutty the man was, of course he was having a little help but it was him. Liam was smirking at the show with his own hand over his cock , stroking it and playing with himself in anticipation for the main event. 

Derek’s own pleasure was all that was running through his mind at the time, even the collection of men that were watching from the side weren’t even a bud of a thought to him. All he focused on, all he wanted, was the feeling of Liam’s big cock again. His master’s dick ramming into him again and again like he had dreamt about every night since he was last blessed by him. 

Since he was facing away from him Derek hadn’t noticed Liam jerking himself off to the site, or the videos that the cars dash cams were taking. Recording the whole thing. From Derek stripping in front of the car to now where he was slamming as many fingers as he could fit into his hole moaning out in pleasure, his mind growing numb with lust. 

If it wasn’t already apparent the video just provided all the proof there needed to be. Long gone was the virtuous, grumpy man that they all knew, instead under Liam’s influence he was nothing more than a sex obsessed himbo. An entirely different person being shown with just a little coaxing from the younger’s cock, and it was perfect.

Liam stepped out of the car. Naked still as he had been since the beginning, his rock hard cock sticking out and wet from precum after enjoying the little show. 

“Alright slutty cop, time for what you’ve been waiting for.” 

Derek lifted his head again to stare right at his Master and his cock. His heart beat pounded in his chest from the sight of it alone. All his good work and his effort hadn’t been for nothing. This was what he had been waiting for, what he had been begging for all this time. 

“Thank you Sir!!” He squealed out in joy and excitement. Scrambling down he dropped his ass down on the hood of the car. Derek slid his body down and lifted his legs back, putting himself in the perfect position for Liam. Lining up the thick cock to his hole Derek moaned through his bitten lip. 

He was impatient, needy, and loose. Usually Liam would have chastised him for it, but since he was in a good mood because of the slut’s good results he let it slide this time. Besides it would have been a waste of a good hole. Derek had lined him up perfectly after all. Not only had he been positioned in the perfect place but Derek had spent all that time making sure that his hole was ready and open for him. It wasn’t an easy task keeping Derek’s hungry hole satiated, that was something Liam knew all too well. 

No, he wasn’t pulling away. Instead Liam’s hips surged forward with enough force that his cock sunk into Derek’s hole in one strong broad thrust. It seemed Derek’s work had paid off. After all part of his training was making sure his hole would be ready to be filled at any time. 

Liam wasted no time in fucking his slut’s hole. His cock moving smoothly through Derek’s well trained ass. The man’s usual poker face scowl was replaced with wide eyes and a dumb smile  that had his tongue all but sticking out. Drool went down Derek’s chin as let out loud moans of pleasure mixed with what seemed like to Liam as laughter. 

The slut was actually laughing and enjoying this more than Liam thought he would. But even that slight surprise wasn’t enough to stop him. Nothing was stopping him before he got a chance to breed Derek’s ass. His body moving in a majestic rhythm. Balls slapping loudly against the man’s ass. All of it was just as hypnotic for Derek. 

Being fucked by Liam’s thick cock, the feeling of his full balls bouncing with each thrust, and the spreading numbness that invaded his brain. All of it was pleasure, all of it was bliss, and all he wanted was more. Derek’s moaning and the view that they were giving was enough for their onlookers. Now he had a proper audience of a handful of perverts, all jerking off with themselves off with their own hands and licking their lips at the sight. But the Deputy wasn’t finished. No far from it. His sounds grew louder and more shameless. 

If his guttural sounds weren’t enough of a tell tale sign Derek’s words were. “I’m cumming!! Mmhmm p-pleassseee. Cummming…” They were followed by the unmistakable sounds of an orgasm, but it was only to be expected. With a cock as big as his Master’s it was only normal he would cum on it without a care in the world as his thoughts were filled with cock. 

Derek’s load covered his chest and coated over his skin. The last bit of his cum dribbling out from his swinging cock as Liam fucked more out of the drooling slut. 

Liam’s cock was being treated like a king. Even while Derek’s senses were pounded away by the younger, his hole continued to worship Liam’s cock. Surrounding him in the tight, warm heat he could feel his body working to milk his cock for everything it was worth. Pushing him out and pulling him back in all with just his muscle control. 

Seeing how Derek had progressed was showing Liam the benefits of not just turning them into blank dolls. As much fun as he was having with Scott’s lifeless body a responsive self deprecating slut was so much better. 

Liam grunted as his thrusts pounded deep into Derek’s ass. His movements were shallow and hard, his body pushing hard enough that the car was shaking with every smack. Rocking from side to side from the younger’s own power alone. Even after Liam had just loaded up one Alpha’s hole earlier he was more than ready to do it again to his other Alpha slut.

The blond’s balls were pulling up and still managed to swing about with his movements. Each slap against Derek’s ass making the satisfying sound ring out in the open air. His hands had been placed on the Alpha’s legs, holding them back and making sure that the other’s thick thighs stayed held back during it all. After all Derek had been oh so kind to spread his round cheeks for his Master’s cock. 

It wasn’t much longer now for Liam. As Derek moaned underneath him, his body milking the cock as much as he could, Liam even had some sweat starting to form on his brow and back from how much he was putting into fuck his slutty turned wolf. 

“Fuckk. Take it all.” Pleasure shot through him as he filled up the dark haired man with his cum. Hot and thick. Rushing to cover every bit of Derek it could find. 

Liam panted softly relishing in the afterglow of his orgasm. The breeze gently brushed past him, cooling down his body after fucking Derek’s hole. The deputy on the other hand wasn’t as passive. Still lying on the hood of the car Derek had one hand playing at his hole where he was stretched around Liam’s cock and the other was rubbing the messy cum into his skin. Spreading it around his abs and his chest. Clinging to his chest hair and hiding the evidence all over his body. 

“Now you know what to do whore.” Liam said grabbing the base of his cock to shake inside the other. 

Derek nodded with an open satiated smile. “Yes Sir.. I’m going to shove in my special butt plug and get dressed and go back to my desk at the station like nothing has happened.” 

“Good boy, and ?” He probed for more from him. 

“Oh! And once I get back I’ll go to the bathrooms and make sure I send my Master pictures of me being a good boy with my plug still inside him. Keeping all of your precious cum safe.” The quick head nod told him all he needed to know. That this slut was truly and completely his now. 

Liam quickly pulled his cock from Derek’s used hole and reached into his car. Taking out the plug he handed it to the older male who wordlessly shoved it deep into his hole. The small moan not going unnoticed by the two. 

It had seemed as if their spectators were satisfied as well. Phones put away, and hands taken out of pants once again. 

Liam took his clothes out of the back seat of the car. He didn’t care if there were men that were watching him. With a cock and body like his it didn’t matter who saw him naked. For Liam all it did was fill him with pride and also offer him a chance to scour over the crowds for any new sluts out there for him to take as his next victim. 

One the chime of the hour Liam’s phone buzzed, texts coming in. 

‘ Make sure you’re home in time for dinner! And could you also pick up some milk on the way home? Someone seems to have drunk it all. 

Mom’ 

Liam scoffed as he zipped up his pants texting his mother that he’d get some. It wasn’t his fault he was still a growing teen. Just like how sluts needed his cock Liam still needed to grow. 

Looking down back to the squad car Liam could see Derek already walking back to his car. “Thanks for the help Derek!” He waved and smiled at him. 

“Yeah, yeah. Next time, Liam, make sure you use your GPS. You’ve lived here long enough to know your way around.” Derek scoffed at Liam. Putting his arm on the roof of the car he shook his head looking down. “Just make sure you get home safe alright?” Derek got in the car taking a note that he needed to have a word with Scott about his beta’s sense of direction. Even after Liam pulled out and drove off it took Derek a second or two to fidget in his seat to get comfortable, there was just something that felt out of place.