#joe with a mullet isn’t real he can’t hurt you

[sweetface-the-dollbaby]

I’m doing the lord’s work

[avenging-fandoms]

Too Close / Dacre Montgomery

*requested by anonymous *I love all of your fics I've read them all 😍 I was wondering if you could do some jealous Dacre like he introduces you to Joe and gets jealous how close you two get. He sees you on Joe's snapchat hanging out. When you go to his place the next day smut happens. He gets rough spanks you makes you scream his name. *in which dacre introduces you to joe and you and joe get close, and one day you hang out and dacre sees the snapchats, and gets HELLA jealous *WARNING: MAJOR sexual content *word count: 1725 *PLEASE send me requests!!!!! i can do whoever :)

MASTERLIST

“hey,” dacre walked into the trailer and you laugh “don’t laugh at me”

“sorry. you just look like billy ray cyrus” you joke and wrap your arms around his neck, his hands on your waist

“does that make me a DILF?”

“what?”

“we did have sex today, so i think that makes me a DILF”

“oh my god please stop talking” you laugh and he smiles, leaning down and kissing you sweetly

“come on, i want you to meet joe. fucking love the guy”

“not me. steve, i mean. steve’s a real fucking dick in the first season”

“in the first season. he’s changed a lot in the second” dacre replies and takes your hand, leading you out towards the snack tables “joe, this is y/n. y/n, this is joe”

“hi! oh wow it’s so nice to finally meet you, dacre doesn’t stops talking about you” joe teased and dacre blushes a dark crimson color

“alright dacre, let’s roll!” he kisses your cheek and runs to set

“so.. how’s it feel being in one of the hottest shows on planet earth?” you ask joe and his eyes widen a bit

“amazing. but when you put it like that it’s nerve racking”

“oh god, i’m sorry!” you hug him and he laughs

“it’s okay, y/n. really”

“so i hear you go from douchebag to sweetheart this season”

“yeah, i’m excited. i read the script and was happy with what i read”

“well, i can help you if you want. with your lines, i mean”

“that’d be great, thanks” joe smiled and you two sat down, your legs over his lap as you two rehearse 

“action!” 

in the scene, dacre was supposed to look a little angry, and he was. he was angry at the sight of you and joe close.

after coming to set with dacre for the past months, you and joe have grown close. you two had so much in common and it was great.

and dacre was jealous. like a mother fucker. 

he didn’t like how close you and joe were. sure, you were allowed to have guy friends, dacre wasn’t going to tell who you can or can’t be friends with. but he didn’t like how joe would flirt with you, knowing the fact that you and dace were a thing. 

“i’ll see you tomorrow, okay baby?” dacre said, hands on your hips pulling you close

“okay, see you then” you placed your hands on his cheeks and kiss him, and you thought it was a peck, but he didn’t pull away. “mm!” you laugh and pull away “what the hell?”

“i just love you”

“i love you too. get a good nights rest tonight” dacre hopped into his car and turned it on, rolling down the window

“anything for you” he puckered his lips and you rolled your eyes, pecking his lips once more “bye baby”

“bye mullet” you tease and he glares, pulling out and leaving set

“ready to go, y/n?” joe asked

“yeah, let’s go”

dacre laid all alone in his bedroom, phone in hand, charging, as “Spider-Man” played softly in the background

he decided to go on snapchat to see if you posted anything. you didn’t post anything, but joe did.

“joe, knock it off!” joe’s nose brushed your cheek and both of you laughed “you’re so annoying” you push his head away and joe laughs, turning the camera to himself

“trust me, she loves me”

dacre tapped to see the next one. it was of you dancing in the mirror, singing

“oo okay y/n, get it!” joe cheered and you laughed and started to sway your hips in a silly way.

but dacre didn’t find it funny. his blood was boiling. joe was slowly taking you away from him, and it pissed him off, but it also scared him. he couldn’t lose the love of his life.

as the night went on, joe kept posting more and more snapchats of you and him being absolute nut jobs, and dacre couldn’t watch them. as possessive as he sounds, he didn’t want to share you with any other guy. 

y/n: hey baby i’m on my way over now

dacre: k

“did this fool just ‘k’ me?” you scrunch your eyebrows and shrug it off, putting your key in the ignition and driving to dacre’s house. you knocked on the door

“it’s open” you walk in with a smile on your face

“hiiii baby” you close the door and kick off your shoes “what’s the matter?”

“oh, nothing. just that joe is slowly stealing my girlfriend from me”

“what? dacre you’re absolutely insane if you think i would ever cheat on you” 

“well, joe’s snapchats sure looked like you-”

“we were fooling around! we’re friends! what, do you not want me to be friends with him anymore?” your voice raises a bit 

“no, that’s not what i’m saying! what i’m saying is you’re getting a little too friendly!”

“you’re a fucking idiot!” you yell

“i can’t lose you, y/n! you’re the best thing to happen to me in a long time and you can’t blame me for not being paranoid!”

“you think joe would actually want to steal me from you? you think he’s that kind of person?”

“he might be!”

“hmm, why don’t we go and see if he is!” you start to walk to the front door, but before you could reach it, dacre grabs your arm and pushes you against the door

“you really think i’d let you do that, princess?” he chuckled lowly

“if you think it’ll happen, just let it” you say back and dacre smiles

“you’re a bold one, kitten. but let me show you who’s only aloud to touch you” he pushed you onto the couch and you squeal “take off your pants, baby” you looked into his eyes the whole time as you peel off your leggings

“wh-what are you going to do?” you asked, slightly nervous

“that’s for me to know, and for you to find out” he smirked and grabbed your hips, flipping you on your stomach. he sits on the couch and lays you over his lap, kneading your ass. “hmm, you know what happens when you disobey me” he brings his hand down to smack your ass roughly, and you jump when you feel his rings along with the slap

“i-i’m sorry dacre! i won’t act like that again!”

“oh, i don’t believe you” he chuckled and smacked your ass again, it stinging a little more because of his rings. your nails dug into his leg as you whimper “count”

“SEVENTEEN! dacre please” you cry and shake. dacre sits you up and wipes the tear that fell from your eye

“did you learn your lesson?”

“y-yes”

“yes what?” he put his finger under your chin and tilted your head up, giving a small smirk

“yes sir”

“good girl. you get a reward now. what do you want, baby girl?” his lips started to kiss your neck and you sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“i want to show you that i’m only yours” you push him to the couch and he smiles. you peel off your underwear, his eyes never leaving yours. you take off his pants and pull down his underwear, throwing it behind you.

your hands trail up his thighs and he sighs. your hands push his shirt up and over his head. your shirt and bra came off next and dacre smiled

“all yours” you whisper and straddle his waist. you whimper as you grinded against him, his fingers gripping your waist.

“all mine” he whispered back. you smile and attach your lips to his, fingers in his hair. his hands travel down your body and down to your ass, squeezing and you yelp

“still a little sensitive”

“sorry about that” dacre laughed “no i’m not”

you hand gripped his dick and you slowly sank onto his cock, and loud moan slipping from your lips

“fuck, y/n. how are you still so tight after all the fucking we’ve done” he threw his head back and groaned. your fingers gripped his shoulders as you bounced your hips, moans escaping from your mouth. you pushed your hair out of your face and pushed it to the side, placing your forehead on dacre's staring at him straight in his eyes

"god" you gasp and stop bouncing, throwing your head back. dacre grips your left breast and kisses down the valley of your breasts. he laid you on the couch and started to thrust into you, your back arching “fuck, dacre, right there”

“i’m the only one who can fuck you this good” his hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed softly “isn’t that right princess?”

“yes-fuck-yes” your fingers scratch his skin and he smiles

“i’m not gonna last long, pretty girl. you feel like heaven” his fingers gripped your hips tighter, and you knew the bruises were already forming in finger shapes, and his rings were making marks

“me too dacre” his thumb rubbed your bundle of nerves and you bit your lip so hard, the faint taste of iron on your tongue

“cum for me, beautiful”

both of you moan loudly as you both climaxed, dacre panting as he rode out your highs

he pulled out and sat next to you, hand over his head. he chuckled and you laughed

“fuck, that was amazing” he laughed

“all cause of jealously. maybe i should make you jealous more often” you tease and dress yourself again, but keeping your leggings off

“no no, you wouldn’t like it. your ass is already red and bruising from my hands and rings”

“yeah, it really hurts. can you rub ointment on it or something?”

“of course. want me to cuddle you too?”

“actually, yeah. that’d be great”