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gremlin-girly · 3 months ago

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Kinktober 13

Kink: Handcuffs

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

Warnings/Tags: SMUT, masturbation (f and m descriptions), authority/power kink, dubcon (a little), alcohol consumption, semi-public sex, handcuffs, dirty talk, brattiness (a hint), pet names (sugar/good girl/sweetheart)

Not beta read

Summary: After stumbling out of a bar drunk, you get picked up by the local deputy and make his night a little more interesting.

Word count: 1.1k

As always I do not give permission for my work to be reposted, translated or copied. My warnings are non-exhaustive (even though I do try to capture everything) but please read at your own risk. I am not responsible for your content consumption.

I hope you enjoy; comments, likes and reblogs are always welcome!

A/N: I can't seem to write short fics and idk why... Enjoy! - Love Grem x

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Your skirt was hitched over your hips as you worked your fingers under the cotton of your panties. Not that there was much skirt to hitch anyway, but the cool air that kissed your thighs as you circled your clit sent a delicious tingle up your spine.

You shouldn't have argued back with the deputy of Knockemstiff. That was sort of on you. You'd been drunk and stumbling home along one of the main roads. A neighbour must have called it in when you yelled obscenities at some guy who'd wolf-whistled at you when he drove past. When Deputy Sheriff Lee Bodecker had pulled up alongside you, asking if you were alright, you'd told him to fuck off and given him the finger. When he stopped the car and got out, asking you to calm down, you'd bristled and kicked the tyre of his car.

That had earned you a set of handcuffs and a ride in the backseat.

It wouldn't have been so bad if you weren't feeling so horny.

You'd met his eyes in the rear view mirror, you knew he was watching you. So you paid extra special attention when he sucked in a breath when your fingers trailed your thighs, brushing the hem of your skirt.

"So, deputy," you slurred. "Been a busy night?"

Lee swallowed thickly, clearing his throat and trying to focus on the road but his eyes flickered back to your thighs as your delicate fingers began to move a little faster under your panties.

"Wasn't busy till you showed up." He huffed.

"You seem like a man who likes to be kept on his toes." You shrug, spreading your legs a little wider. You see Lee's eyes widen in the rear-view and can't hide your drunken smirk. You huff a quiet gasp as you feel a jolt of electricity pulse in your core. "If you're gonna be Sheriff one day, you gotta get used to it."

Lee nods stiffly, turning down a road you don't recognise. There's no street lights, the beams of the headlights allowing you to see a brief three-feet in front of the bumper. You were off-road on a dirt path, surrounded only by woodland. Trees hugged the car, packed like sardines and fading into darkness.

You didn't quite know where you were. Somewhere on the outskirts. Somewhere quiet. That's all that mattered.

The engine cuts out leaving you in darkness until the click of the overhead light comes on and you see Lee's steely eyes looking back at you.

"You gonna come over here and take these off?" You wiggle your hands at him, the metal of the cuff twinkling in the gleam of the overhead light.

"You're a bad girl," he drawls. "Bad girls stay in handcuffs."

You pout your lip at him but heat flares inside you at his words. His eyes never leave yours as you hear his belt buckle come undone and the unmistakable sound of his fly come down. He sighs softly, stroking his hard cock slowly as he watches you. You don't even realise you've stopped moving your fingers until he speaks, too busy trying to see if you could get a peek of what his cock looked like.

"Don't stop on my account, sugar," He huffs with a smirk, pumping faster. "I wanna see you play with that pretty pussy some more."

You wet your lips, leaning back into the leather seat, pushing your panties down to your ankles and spreading your legs wide. You smirk yourself when you hear him suck in a breath at the sight, dragging your fingers back along your dripping hole again, toying your clit with your gathered slick.

You let your head fall back against the seats, eyes fluttering closed as you rub tight circles over your sensitive bud, tension building quickly like a string being pulled taught. Your heaving for breath, gasping softly, focusing on chasing your orgasm when Lee's drawl fills the car again.

"That's right sugar," He purrs. "Fuck, you look so good spread out like that."

You can hear how furiously he's beating his cock and it only spurs you on and you look back to the mirror again. When you meet his eyes, heat floods your body and you mewl; half-desperate to keep the noise trapped in your throat. You dip your fingers into your silky cunt, making Lee curse again as you moan a little louder.

"Put that other hand to good use," Lee commands through gritted teeth, his cock aching to be inside you as he watches your free hand moves closer to your clit as instructed. You jump when the cold metal of the cuff chain brushes along your hot folds and it leaves you breathless as you pump your fingers and start circling your clit again.

"So you can be a good girl when you want to be." Lee chuckles, letting his lips stay parted as his breathing hitches. The tightening you can feel building is almost ready to snap and you cry out.

"Shit - I'm gonna cum." You whine, your back arching against the seats.

"Cum, sweetheart." Lee pants, watching you with such intensity that your legs begin to shake. "Let me watch you come apart."

Your orgasm strikes you hard, and you curse loudly as your cunt pulse around your fingers, dripping cum onto the leather beneath you. Your legs twitch and your clit throbs as you breathe heavily, looking back at Lee with half-lidded orgasmic bliss.

"Shit, sugar." Lee groans, and you see his eyelids flutter as he cums with a stuttered moan. He slumps back into the driver's seat, trying to catch his breath. The patrol car smells like cum and sweat - and Lee had to make a mental note to grab an air freshener before his next shift.

"I should arrest you for public intoxication," He says, smiling slightly, cleaning himself up and shoving his softening cock back into his slacks. "And public indecency."

"Don't forget vandalization of a police vehicle." You add, huffing a chuckle, making Lee grin devilishly. You're still splayed open shamelessly, not even bothering to cover your still glistening cunt.

"Which time? Kicking a tyre or cumming over my backseat?"

"Whichever one lets me off the hook quicker." You tease meeting his eyes in the rear-view again. Lee shakes his head but you don't miss the way he licks his lips this time.

"You're gonna be trouble. I just know it." He says, turning the key in the ignition. The wooded area is illuminated once more as the patrol car edges out of the clearing.

"You're here to keep me in line, aren't you?" You smirk into the mirror. "I have a feeling I'll be seeing a lot of you, Sheriff."

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vtgbooks · 6 months ago

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EDWARD EAGER Half Magic Illustrated N M Bodecker Vintage Knight Book

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holespoles · 8 years ago

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“Soaring Trumpeters” original ink illustration by N. M. Bodecker

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myfictionaldreams · 2 years ago

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Day 26: Somnophilia - Lee Bodecker

Kinktober Day 26: Somnophilia - DBF!Lee Bodecker

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, slight dubious content, secret relationship, age gap, somnophilia, fingering, masturbation, oral (f receiving), spooning sex, creampie, nicknames, no use of y/n

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He watches from the doorway, seeing you’ve fallen asleep waiting for him but that didn’t stop him from coming into the room, quietly as he could shutting the door behind him. For a swift moment, he simply watches the peaceful expression on your face, the deep breaths you were releasing as you dreamed about who knows what.

It seemed rude to interrupt such precious rest but he knew you wanted this, you both did so with steady footsteps so as to not cause the floorboards to creak, and he edged towards your bed in the centre of the room.

You look even more pretty up close, “you’re so darn beautiful sweet” he muttered under his breath stroking a single finger across your cheek as you lay in the middle of the bed on your back, face turned towards him.

Removing his work attire, this left him in his boxers and vest top. Taking a deep breath, he began to ease the thin sheet from your body, sucking air between his teeth as he saw you weren’t wearing any underwear, just as he liked, leaving you in just a sheer night dress that had bunched around the waist, almost like you had fallen asleep in this way, in preparation for him.

Swallowing harshly, he eased both of your legs out, moving to kneel between them, taking a minute to absorb all of your beautiful cunt before easing his cock out of the restraints of his boxers in preparation. He didn’t want to just fuck you, that would be cruel, he didn’t want to hurt you.

So instead, he placed his thumb against your clit, moving it in small calculated circles, seeing if this would cause any reactions. At first, it didn’t but as he added more pressure and moved quicker, he saw your breathing faster, eyebrows knitting together slightly in concentration before finally, you released a soft little whine.

God you would be the death of him, he thought as your hands clenched into the bed below, his thumb now swiping back and forth at a steady pace, the other hand was slowly pumping his own cock at the sight before him.

As another moan escaped your lips, he stopped his actions as it was slightly louder than the last one and he didn’t want to get caught by his best friend who was so graciously letting him stay with you both.

“Shh sweetheart, it’s ok, ‘m gonna make you feel good, honey”, Lee murmured lowly beneath his breath. You still didn’t wake but your body did visibly relax and now you could see the perfect view of your hole dampening in your sleep, the liquid spreading out with the aid of his fingers being coated, swiping over your folders before he placed them into his mouth, sucking them clean.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head, he needed to speed up this process, wanting to be inside you.

Moving to lie on his stomach between your legs, he ignored the way his cock painfully throbbed and instead held your folds apart giving him a better view of your cunt. He began by teasing your clit, repeating the actions that he'd done with his fingers in small circles, gradually building, then to swipes back and forth, noting the way your body clenched up again in arousal.

“Lee” you moaned, his eyes shooting up to see you were still asleep and his hips thrust into the bed in response, loving that you were dreaming about him, he had you wrapped around his little finger.

Trying his luck, he kept his tongue flat against your clit before sucking the bundle of nerves into his mouth, not harshly but enough to have your back arching slightly.

You surprised him again by not waking up as he continued to move between different teasing moves against your clit, seeing how far he could push you before you woke. Each time he sucked your clit into his mouth, he did it more harshly, feeling your arousal dribbling out against his chin.

This was until he lined up one of his fingers at your cunt, entering slowly as he massaged your bud with his tongue and he heard you whisper his name more clearer but still with a hint of confusion, “Lee?”

Looking up at your body, he saw your eyes were barely open but they were looking directly at him, your hands moving like they were going to touch his hair but stopped short, resting on your own thighs instead. Without removing his finger from your pussy, he pulled his mouth back to speak softly, “hey sweet girl, it's ok, you lie back baby I'm going to make you feel good”.

You let him, having spoken about this before on the off chance that he couldn’t get away from your father in good enough time and you fell asleep before he could get away, the agreement was that you would leave yourself exposed and ready for him to gently wake you up.

It was startling but soothing to wake up with Lee’s mouth attached to your pussy, an odd sensation that was both tingly in your dreams but disorientating when awake.

With sleep still messing with your mind, you closed your eyes and just thought about the pleasure that was being given to you, aware now of the noise you were making, trying to not be too loud with the soft moans that you made.

Now that you were somewhat awake, Lee was able to have more control over what he could do as he eased in a second finger, loving the way your body reacted to the slight stretch, his tongue again dancing against your swollen clit. He knew the exact way to gain a reaction from you with the movement of his fingers, almost desperate now to be inside of you so he moved his fingers in and out with building speed, curling so that they hit against your special spot that had you seeing stars.

He was able to keep the movement up for a few minutes, enough that you had to bite on your hand to stop from screaming out as your orgasm developed quickly enough that you couldn’t warn him that you were about to cum except by kicking out your legs, back arching and twisting so he was forced to remove his face and fingers as you moved to your side.

The sheriff's hands wandered over your thighs, soothing you through your orgasm whilst also moving up the bed to be behind you, spooning around your back. Leaning over to kiss the back of your neck, he didn’t waste time with lining his cock up whilst you lay facing away from him.

“Here we go sweetheart, nice and easy” he muttered before pushing in slowly, curling his arm around your waist to hold you close to him as he peeked over your shoulder, seeing your eyes were once again closed, exhausted from both being woken and the intense orgasm.

His cock throbbed at the sight, pulling back until he was half out and then fucking back in with a quickened pace. Lee rocked the two of you together, feeling the way your cunt clenched harshly around him so that his cock brushed against every nerve.

Your body was alight with pleasure, it felt so good but you were still disorientated, simply just reaching down to grab onto Lee’s arm, pulling it up until you were nuzzling your face into it and holding it close to your body, using it as an anchor or support as he continued to fuck you.

Even in this position though he could fuck you the way he wanted to, the walls being too thin that your father would hear the slaps of your hips together so he had to move methodically, in and out nice and smoothly.

“Do you like that sweet girl? Like having my cock in you whilst you are half asleep?”

“Yes, sheriff” you answered in a pleading tone, also wishing he could fuck you harder, feeling that second orgasm already on the horizon, bucking up hips back against his to meet his cock halfway.

Lee groaned under his breath at the movement, feeling his cock brushing against your cervix with each roll of your hips, dragging him deeper and harder. As you began to feel tautness in your core once more, you raised his hand over your mouth, Lee understanding straight away that you needed him to cover your mouth to keep you quiet, not trusting your tired self anymore.

So with his hand around your mouth and cock deep within your cunt, he fucked the two of you into orgasmic pleasure, him quickly following suit and cuming in your cunt as your walls fluttered around him. It took you a few more minutes than usual to compose yourself, and sleep once again teetering on the edges as he pulled out, making sure to cover you back up with the sheet but not before having a good long look at the cum that was dripping out of your pussy and onto the bed, staining the sheets. You knew you’d have to get up early to clean them before your father saw them.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, sweet” Lee whispered, stroking his knuckles across your face as you whispered, the sentiment back, basically already asleep, not even noticing when the sheriff had snuck back out of your door and into the guest bedroom.

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thornsnvultures · 2 years ago

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lee bodecker x plus size!fem!reader || 1.2k || cw: pure filth, smut, mutual masturbation, breathplay, daddy kink, oral (m rec) || a/n: a rewrite of one of my first fics on ao3

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You wake up in the middle of the night to Lee pressed up against your back. With every one of his inhales you feel his tummy brush against your lower back. Lee’s arm is draped over your middle, his stubble caressing the back of your neck and his soft comforting weight surrounding you.

You feel your core getting wetter by the second so you slip your hand in your panties to alleviate some pressure but your fingers running across your sensitive clit just makes your pussy slicker. Like a bloodhound he can smell it on you, can feel you squirming underneath him. Lee presses a kiss to the back of your neck and grinds into your backside real slow.

“Whatcha doin’, darlin’?

Your hand stills over your folds. Heat rises on your cheeks from being caught. Denial catches in your throat, you can't lie, not with his lips mouthing along the nape of your neck.

"Wakin’ me up when I gotta be up early in the morning," Lee tsk's, running his nose down your jaw. He presses a kiss to that spot right below your ear that makes your toes curl and your thighs tighten. His wandering hand nudges your own from between your legs and takes its place. Lee groans at the mess he finds between your thighs. "Still wet from takin’ my cock earlier, darlin’? All'a my cum leakin' outta that tight snatch." His thick fingers feel around your messy pussy, nudging your swollen, clit and gathering up your slick before pushing his two fingers inside. You could come from just that touch alone with how needy you are for him.

"Please, Lee. Daddy," you whine and grip his thick wrist in your hands like you're afraid of him pulling away and leaving you empty.

"Uh-uh. You wanna touch yourself without me," he rips his hand from between your thighs, "you gotta be a good girl for daddy and show me what you were doin’.”

Lee's fingers are shiny with your juices and he sucks them good and clean while you get situated. You turn around, half sitting up against the headboard, lifting your nightgown even higher on your hips so your cunt is exposed to the cool night air. Hunger consumes Lee's already dark blue eyes until they're nearly black.

“Tastes so good, sweetheart. Look'it you," Lee pushes his boxers down and takes himself in hand as he motions for you to get to it, put on the little show he's waiting for. "What’s got you all worked up this late at night, sweet thing? Tell me.” You can barely focus on his words as you watch him lazily tug at his fat, drooling cock. It takes a quirked eyebrow from Lee to bring you back. You lick your lips, watching the red tip of his cock peek out behind his fingers as he tugs, before going back to touching yourself how you like, how you were when you thought Lee was fast asleep.

“You, daddy," you groan, "I was thinking about you, your body, how good you make me feel. How you take care of me.”

“Is that right, darlin'? You like when Daddy makes you feel good?”

"God, yes," you cry out as your hand moves faster against your clit, strumming it hard until your legs are shaking.

"So beautiful. My perfect little girl." Lee's matching your pace with his fist when you slide two fingers from your other hand in your sloppy cunt, mimicking him fucking you.

You're a moaning, sobbing mess when you feel Lee reach over and squeeze at your breasts. One and the other, the palms the weight of your tender flesh, plucks at your sensitive nipples until you're shaking, shivering, nearly crawling out of your skin. Lee knows you're there, right there, you just need a little push. So he slides his hand up your chest to your throat, circling it but not giving you the pressure you crave until you answer him.

"Who makes you feel good? Who makes you feel like this?" Lee's right there, kneeling in front of you, one hand on your throat, the other slick and jerking his fat cock. You want him to cover you with his cum, to paint you, mark you as his. You want him to pump you full of it until you can't hold any more. A tight squeeze to your throat brings you back before you can float away.

“You, daddy, you do. You make me feel so good. So fucking good.”

Your legs are shaking and tears form at the corners of your eyes but you can’t, won’t, let go until Lee gives you the go ahead. You’d beg but you can’t speak, your vision is going spotty from the lack of circulation and a tear falls from your eye when he tightens his grip even more.

“Let go for me sweetheart, make a mess all over these sheets. Give it to me.” His whispered words send you flying off the edge and he lets go of your neck just enough for you to scream in ecstasy. You’re legs are shaking violently as you continue to slide your fingers in and out of you and strum your sensitive clit, riding out the wave. “Shhh, that's it, darlin'," his big hand cradles your jaw as your limbs go limp. "Such a messy little slut.”

You don't protest as Lee slides you down the bed until you're flat on your back. Starting up at him with a lazy smile on your face, Lee strokes your cheek as he straddles your chest and feeds you his cock from above.

Your hands run up his thick thighs before resting at his hips and you take the head of his cock between your lips, savoring the salty taste of him. He won't last long, not with you under him like this, but you don't mind. You're hungry for him, starving actually, since you woke up soaked and needy.

You bob your head as Lee fucks your pretty mouth, his balls are soaked with your spit and slapping against your chin and you think you could probably cum again from him using you like this. Hitting the back of your throat with a hand behind your head, holding you still so he can feel your throat constrict around him like a nice grip.

Praise pours from Lee's lips, "Such a good girl, taking cock like a good little slut. Fuck, take it all, that's it. So beautiful with a mouth full of cock, darlin'."

Tears prick the corners of your eyes as you gag around him over and over. Between gasping breaths you suck him down until he's babbling nonsense. Lee barely gives you any warning before he's holding your head still and shoving his cock down your throat as deep as it can go. A hoarse cry spills from his lips as he shoots his load and you moan around him, swallowing him down. Lee pulls out at the last second to shoot the last few spurts across your face.

"Beautiful."

He climbs off your cheat and goes to grab a towel to clean you up. Taking gentle care, Lee wipes away both of your messes before climbing back into bed and pulling you close.

"Sorry for waking you."

Lee chuckles and presses a kiss to the top of your head. "Don't you worry. I was only teasing. You know I'll always take care of you."

"Love you, daddy."

"Mm, love you too, darlin'.

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lunarbuck · 3 years ago

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Layin' Down the Law

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x f!reader

WC: 4.7k

Summary: You’re never adventurous. Why not try something new at Lady Marmalade’s House of Tea and Jam?

Warnings: swearing, pet names [princess, angel, sweets], smut (p in v), oral (m and f receiving), s*x work, degradation/praise kink, dumbification, choking, handcuffs/restraint, overstimulation, spanking

A/N: Not only is this my first time writing for Lee but it’s also my first time writing about any sort of SW so please excuse any inaccuracies!! This was mega out of my comfort zone but i’m OBSESSED with how it turned out :))) please please please let me know what you think 💕

p.s. thank you to the lovely @purpleshallot and @mumbles411 for beta reading for me <3

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You sit at the bar, nervously stirring your cocktail. You breathe deeply through your nose, trying to calm yourself down. You’d made it this far; stepping into the house was the first step. Sitting at the bar was the second, and ordering a drink was the third. Step four is ordering one of the ‘services’ from the menu in front of you.

Various names and images are organized neatly on the menu. All of the men are very attractive, and their assorted talents make butterflies flit around your belly. You remind yourself why you’re here. Tonight is all about getting out of your comfort zone and trying new things.

You run your fingers along the text, searching for the perfect man. Your eyes fall upon one listed only as ‘The Sheriff.’ Even just from the photo, you can tell he is big and broad. His eyes are a beautiful blue, but there’s something darker there. There’s something in his gaze; you can’t seem to pull your eyes away from the photo. When you read his specialty, heat licks in your lower abdomen.

“See anything you like?” a woman asks from beside you. You quickly straighten up and stare at her. Your jaw falls open as you stare at the owner of this… establishment. You’re not too sure of the proper lingo.

“Oh, uh,” you stammer, trying to find your words. “Yes.” The woman, Lady Marmalade, smiles warmly at you and glances down at the menu in front of you.

“And which of my fine specimens has caught your eye?” she asks, running a long, perfectly manicured nail along the menu. You look back down at the photos and can’t help but be drawn to the Sheriff. Lady Marmalade must notice your fascination with the man because she lets out a contented sigh.

“He seems…” your voice fades out as you try to find the words to describe the man in the photo and the way he makes you feel even though you haven’t even met him.

“Would you like to meet him?” Your heartbeat thunders loudly in your ears, and you don’t realize you’re nodding until Lady Marmalade squeezes your shoulder and turns away. You quickly realize that she left with the intention of bringing the Sheriff over to you. After sitting in shock for a moment, you smooth out your shirt and skirt, trying to look a little more put together.

“Evenin’ darlin’,” a man drawls from behind you. You slowly turn on the barstool and come face to face with the man from the photograph. He leans against the bar, the fabric of his pressed Sheriff’s uniform pulling around his muscular arms and broad chest. His hat is tilted just enough to cast a shadow over half of his face. You suck in a breath and catch yourself staring into his bright blue eyes.

“Good evening,” you whisper back. The Sheriff grins, and his tongue flicks out to wet his bottom lip.

“My name is Lee, but I think you can guess what everyone calls me,” he says, an easy smile curving across his lips.

“They call you the Sheriff,” you laugh nervously and try not to stare at his mouth too much. “I’m not really sure how this works,” you admit. This just makes the man in front of you chuckle as he adjusts his belt. His tummy bulges over the band of his pants in a way that makes your mouth water.

“I can help you with that,” Lady Marmalade interjects, placing a gentle hand on Lee’s shoulder. She explains how payment works, the rules of the house, and makes sure you understand that your comfort is of the utmost importance. You nod along with her but find it hard to focus entirely on her words because of Lee’s heated stare.

Once everything is settled, the Sheriff reaches out and takes your hand in his, and leads you up the stairs to his room. Despite the dim lighting, you can see the dark wood of the furniture spread around the room. The large bed takes up quite some space, but still, there is a small sitting area in one corner, what looks like a desk in the other, and a few books stacked on a nightstand.

The Sheriff walks you to the sitting area and helps you into one of the plush leather chairs. He takes the seat across from you, and you wait quietly for his next move.

“So,” Lee begins, leaning back in his chair. His legs are spread, and his arms stretch out on the armrests. “What brought you in this evening?” You fiddle with the hem of your skirt for a moment as you formulate your answer.

“I’m trying to do something new,” you reply quietly, averting your eyes from Lee’s powerful gaze.

“You’ve never done something like this before?” he asks, tilting his head. You glance up at him while keeping your head down. Everything this man does is attractive; you can’t help but be drawn in.

“No,” you answer. One of Lee’s eyebrows ticks up.

“Well then, you should always have a safe word. Somethin’ you wouldn’t say normally. If you don’t like what I’m doin’ or just need to stop, you say red, and I stop. No questions, no judgment. That sound okay?”

“Yes,” you reply, sighing with a bit of relief. At least he knows what he’s doing.

“In this room, you will call me Sir or Sheriff. You got that?” His words are sharp but hold no malice. He speaks sweetly, understanding where your nerves are coming from.

“Yes, Sir,” you squeak, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter with the use of his title.

“Good girl,” he replies with a grin. Lee stands and rests his hands on his hips, staring down at you. “But seein’ you in this outfit makes me wonder if you really are such a good girl.” His voice turns raspy and deep; it sends vibrations through your chest.

You turn your attention to your skirt. You’ll admit it’s a little short, but you don’t think it’s too bad. It’s plaid, almost school-girl-looking. You’d chosen it because it’s comfortable, but now you can see why maybe it would send the wrong message.

“You don’t like it?” you ask in a small voice, fiddling with its hem. You hear the shuffle of fabric, and suddenly Lee’s large shadow looms over you. He has shrugged off his blue Sheriff’s jacket, leaving him only in a white button-down and his slacks. Lee runs his hand along his jaw, the scruff on his chin making the perfect scratching noise against his calloused hands.

“I love it, princess, but I can’t have you walkin’ around lookin’ like this. What would people think?” You shift nervously, rubbing your thighs together without thinking about it.

“I’m not sure, Sheriff,” you say quietly. Lee crouches down and catches your gaze, captivating you.

“They’d give that skirt one look and think you’re a whore,” he says, practically purring at you. Something in your belly twitches when the word ‘whore’ rolls off his tongue. You’ve never liked the sound of that word, but when he says it… it sounds incredible.

“A whore?” Your heart speeds up in your chest; you know you’re breathing heavily.

“A whore,” he confirms, reaching up to take his hat off. “You want everyone to think you’re a whore?” the Sheriff asks sincerely.

You shake your head. You don’t want people to think that, no.

Lee chuckles lightly and shakes his head. “But you are a whore, aren’t you, princess?” Your eyes go wide as you suck in a shaky breath.

“No, Sir,” you reply. You don’t think you’re a whore; in fact, most people would say you’re quite the opposite.

Lee just hums, seeming to think he didn’t need to respond. Instead, he stands and begins to unbuckle his belt. You can see he’s already hard; his erection is pressed against his waistband in a way that looks almost painful. From the outline of his dick in his pants, you can tell that he’s big, bigger than anything you’ve ever experienced.

Lee slides his belt out of the loops and drops it on the chair behind him. You watch, unable to pull your eyes away from the movement. He smiles and reaches out, running his hand down your jaw to grip your chin in a few of his fingers.

“But tonight, you’re my little whore, aren’t you?” he teases, pulling your bottom lip down with his thumb. You nod, hypnotized by the Sheriff’s deep blue eyes. “Yes, you are,” he breathes. Using his grip on your chin, Lee coaxes you up out of your chair to stand in front of him. He is a mountain of a man, and despite the height your shoes give you, you still have to crane your head to look at his face.

The Sheriff lets his fingers travel across your face, down your neck, and to your chest. His hands rest on your upper ribs, palms pressing ever so slightly against the edge of your breasts. Your breath hitches as you watch his grin spread, showing off the sharp edge of one of his canines.

His hands are heavy on you as they run along your body, but you welcome the pressure, his touch. Lee drinks you in, devouring every inch of you with a heated gaze. You do the same to him. The way his shirt stretches over his shoulders, his chest, his belly, it’s all so perfect. You find yourself wanting to lick every inch of him, to show him just how much you love his body, but for some reason, you can’t get yourself to reach out to him. His large hands cup your breasts from outside your shirt. You want to feel his skin against yours so badly.

Something takes over your mind, and before you can stop yourself, you sink to your knees in front of the Sheriff. You gaze up at him from your spot on the floor, and he smirks down at you, petting your hair and brushing it from your face.

“Whatcha doin’ down there?” He asks, cocking his head. You shift your gaze away from his eyes and to the bulge in his pants that is now in front of your face.

“Wanna make you feel good,” you whisper, barely able to hear your own words. You let your hands trail up his legs, and when you reach the button on his pants, you hear him suck in a breath. You flick open the button a moment later and drag down his zipper, revealing a pair of plaid boxers. You hook your fingers in the waistband of his pants and tug them down his legs before looking back up at Lee for his approval.

“You wanna make me feel good, angel?” The Sheriff pats your head again, pushing you slightly toward the tented fabric in front of you. “Then do it. Show me how much you want my cock. Suck my dick like the pretty little whore you are.” Wetness pools in your panties at his words.

Lee helps you remove his boxers, and the second they’re down past his ass, his cock is in your face. It’s big, just like the rest of him, and your mouth waters at the sight. Your eyes track his movement as he slides a condom over his length.

The Sheriff’s fingers tangle in your hair, lightly scratching your scalp as you lick up his shaft, base to tip. You take a moment to swirl your tongue along the tip of his cock as you mentally prepare yourself to take him into your throat. You’ve never seen a dick this big; you’re not sure what you’ve gotten yourself into now.

You sink your mouth down on his cock, taking him inch by inch, but you know the Sheriff wants you to go faster. His grip on your hair tightens as his restraint gets to its tipping point. You gag around his dick, and he snaps, pressing your head down further and further until your nose is nestled against the base of his dick. Your throat protests the intrusion, but you won’t lie; you love the way it feels to have him controlling your movements, to have his cock so far in your mouth.

After letting you adjust to his size for a moment, Lee starts to guide your head up and down, using you like a toy. He fucks your face, not caring about letting you breathe or the sound of you gagging.

“Your throat is so tight, princess. It’s squeezin’ me so hard. What a good little whore for me,” he grunts, holding you down at the base of his dick again. You moan around his cock and when you come up for air you try to speak, but he pushes your head back down. “Don’t talk with your mouth full. It’s rude.”

One of your hands grips the Sheriff’s thigh while your dominant hand drifts down to between your thighs, finding your clit. The second you make contact with your pussy you moan around his cock. Sucking him off has gotten you so worked up that you feel like you could come any minute.

Your fingers work your clit in tight circles, bringing you to your peak almost instantly, but Lee pulls away just as you’re about to fall over the edge. He steps back abruptly and crouches down, yanking your arm away from your pussy.

Lee chuckles as you take heaving breaths, rubbing your thighs together to get any friction back. He tuts at you and stands, tugging you along with him. He drags you to the bed and tosses you onto the mattress, causing you to bounce a few times.

From the feral look in his eyes, you know you’ve done something wrong. The Sheriff reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a pair of shiny, silver hand-cuffs.

“What’re those for,” you ask, licking your lips. Your hands grip the bedsheets, and your body hums with nerves. You know what he’s going to do, but you want to hear him say it first.

“Did I tell you you could touch yourself?” He asks, stalking toward you. He opens one of the cuffs and grabs your wrist, fastening the manacle tightly. The Sheriff does the same with your other wrist, connecting the cuffs, so your hands are stuck behind your back. The cuffs are almost too tight, and there is almost too much pressure on your shoulders, but you don’t care. It feels so good.

You’ve never lived out these fantasies before. You’ve only thought about them in the privacy of your home. No partner ever knew about the depth of your depravity, but having the Sheriff call you a whore, having him cuff you, it makes your head spin. It’s perfect.

“No, Sir,” you reply, trying to maintain eye contact with the intimidating man in front of you.

“So why the fuck were you touching that pretty pussy of yours?” He grips your chin between his fingers and tilts your head back, exposing your throat. Lee’s other hand circles around your throat, squeezing it just enough so you feel it, but he doesn’t choke you.

“I wanted to come,” you say weakly, watching the heat of lust grow in his eyes.

“What a greedy girl,” he says, bringing his face close to yours. The Sheriff uses his grip on your throat to push you back against the mattress. “Such a dumb fucking whore,” he teases, positioning you on the bed so you’re on your stomach and your ass is in the air.

You feel the mattress dip behind you. Lee kneels behind you and runs his large hands over the backs of your legs and your ass. “You wanna come, right?”

Even with your face pressed into the sheets, you moan loudly. “Yes, Sir.”

“That’s all you can think about, huh?” the Sheriff asks, flipping your skirt up to expose your panties and ass. “It’s the only thing your dumb whore brain can think of. Coming.” You whimper at his words, loving the way he speaks to you.

Your only response is to gasp, unable to formulate something to say.

“I don’t think you deserve to come,” he says, slapping your ass harshly. “You gotta earn that.” Lee shifts behind you, and a moment later, you feel the head of his cock press against the back of your thigh. You can’t help but wiggle your hips in anticipation of what is to come. He was so big in your mouth; you have no idea how you’ll take him in your pussy.

“Please,” you whimper, stretching out your fingers, hoping to grasp onto anything. The Sheriff spanks you again and positions his cock at your wet entrance.

“That’s right, sweets, beg for me to fuck you like the whore you are.” You feel yourself getting wetter at the thought, and you arch your back even more.

“Please, Sheriff, please fuck me. I need your cock so bad,” you moan wantonly.

“Good girl.” Lee presses into you and doesn’t bother to give you time to adjust to his size. His cock stretches you out so much that you swear he’s going to split you in half. Your breath hitches when you feel the press of his hips against your ass.

“Oh my god,” you shudder, feeling your pussy pulse around his thick cock. You can practically feel every ridge, every vein; you’re so sensitive. The Sheriff reaches down and presses his hand against the back of your neck, pushing you further into the mattress.

“Your pussy feels so good around my cock, princess. You’re taking me so well.” The hand that isn’t around your throat snakes down to circle your clit. The pressure is perfect, and you buck back against Lee’s hips.

He sets a brutal pace that takes your breath away and doesn’t give you a chance to think. His hips snap against your ass, pressing his cock so deep in you that you can feel him in your throat. Lee brings you right up to the edge, but he doesn’t let you cum. Every time you think he’s going to give it to you, he lets up on your clit.

“Sheriff, please, please,” you beg, sounding pathetic. The Sheriff bites out a laugh and takes his hand off your neck to spank you a few times.

“You don’t get to come until I say you do. I’m the law around here, princess. You do as I fuckin’ say.” You nod as best you can as he pulls out and switches where you’re positioned. Lee lifts your shoulders and sits against the headboard, legs out in front of him. “Come ride my cock,” he says sternly. You shuffle on your knees over to him, and he helps you position your knees on the outside of his lap.

The Sheriff holds his cock up for you as you sink down, inch by inch, until you’re fully seated on top of him. Your head tilts back as you moan, feeling him even deeper inside you than before. Lee leans his head back against the headboard, and his fingers flick open the buttons of your top, leaving it open to expose your bra.

You start to rock your hips as the Sheriff unfastens your bra, smiling at how it opens in the front as if you’d thought it all through earlier. Lee’s hands cup your tits, and his fingers pinch your nipples, sending shockwaves through you.

“Fuck,” you moan, grinding your clit against the base of his cock. Lee’s hands shift to grab your hips, lifting you and pushing you down over and over again on his dick. You love the way he uses you, the way he takes his pleasure from you.

“Show me how much you want my cock, angel. Show me what a fucking slut you are.” You take over the movements, rocking your hips and fucking the Sheriff. He lets his hands roam your body, groping and pinching at your sensitive spots while you bounce on his cock. “Tell me how much you love taking my cock,” he grunts, threading his hands through your hair.

“Mmh– I– fuck,” you babble, unable to come up with a coherent thought. The Sheriff smirks and laughs, low and deep.

“You’re so fuckin’ drunk on my cock that you can’t think, huh?” he taunts, putting on a patronizing voice. “Such a dumb little cockwhore.” Tears prick in the corners of your eyes; being on edge for so long is getting to be too much. You’re sensitive and so, so ready to come.

You open your mouth again and attempt to speak, but nothing comes out. You just pant, working his cock hard.

“So fuckin’ pretty like this, princess. I love watching my cock disappear in your perfect pussy. You’re being such a good whore for me.” You bite out a moan and pick up your pace, trying to prove that you’re worthy of coming.

“Sheriff,” you whimper, feeling yourself about to fall over the edge. “Please, please, please,” you chant, praying to Lee for your orgasm.

“You wanna come?” He asks, tugging your hair to tilt your head down close to his. A tear slips down your cheek, and you moan loudly as the Sheriff licks it up, trailing his tongue along your face. “You wanna come on my cock?”

“Please.” Your voice is hoarse and scratchy, but Lee hears. He flips you around, so you’re on your back, arms pressed almost painfully into the mattress. The pain seems to push you that much closer to the edge. He leaves one hand tangled in your hair, and the other reaches around your neck, choking you. You suck in breaths as he pounds into your pussy, the sounds of your arousal and his panting music to your ears.

“Come on, baby, come like the fucking whore you are.” Lee shakes you a bit, slamming you into the mattress, and the impact pushes you over the edge. You come on a scream, convulsing and shaking like a woman possessed.

“Oh my god,” you moan, wrapping your legs around the Sheriff’s torso. He fucks you through your orgasm to the point where you’re almost too sensitive to take him.

Your face twists up as you resist the urge to tell him to stop. Even though it’s a lot, it still feels so good.

“Good girl, sweets,” he whispers, not slowing down his thrusts. He removes his hand from your throat and brings it down to your clit, rubbing it in quick, tight circles. You moan loudly and bite your lip as Lee laughs at your sensitivity. “What, you can’t take it? I thought you were gonna be a good whore for me tonight.”

You shake your head; you’ll be good. “I can take it, Sir,” you croak, staring into his striking blue eyes.

“Then you can give me another one.” Lee changes up his pace, slowing down but pressing his cock further into your pussy to go even deeper as his fingers continue stroking your clit. Even though you just came, you’re right back on the edge, the band in your belly about to snap.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you whisper, choking on your words. Lee’s body presses into you, lifting your legs up around his shoulders so his chest can rest on yours. He bends you in half, and it feels so fucking good.

“That’s it, come again like the fucking slut you are.” At his command, you explode, white heat shooting down your spine. Lee’s pace falters, and you know he’s also about to finish. You clamp down on his dick, squeezing him hard. He growls and bites your shoulder as he comes, moaning loudly into your ear.

After a moment, Lee sits up, but he doesn’t pull out. He runs his hands down your torso, gripping your tits and hips, leaving bruises for you to discover tomorrow. “You made a mess,” he says, eyes trailing down to where he’s still seated inside of you.

You pant, tongue wetting your bottom lip. Just from the look in his eyes, you know what he’s going to tell you.

“Clean it up.” Lee pulls out and stands near the edge of the bed. He grabs your hair and tugs you, so you’re kneeling on the floor in front of him. His cock drips with your combined arousal, and your mouth waters at the sight.

With your hands still cuffed, you have no assistance getting his dick into your mouth. You clumsily maneuver around his cock, bumping your face into the head a few times. The Sheriff just laughs and watches, holding your hair in his hands. When you finally latch onto his dick, you taste yourself on him and moan.

“You like that, huh? You like how your cum tastes on my cock?” You nod around his dick, licking the underside of him to clean him up. Despite just coming, he’s still semi-hard, and you love how he feels in your mouth.

You’ve never felt so used, but in this moment, you feel so so good. It’s like Lee can read your mind; he knows all of your dirtiest fantasies and makes them come true. You’re not sure how you’re going to go back to normal guys after this.

The Sheriff guides your head off of his cock and crouches down to be at eye-level with you. You stare into his deep blue eyes, which are nearly black at this point, but they still suck you in. His round face is tinged pink, and a bead of sweat drips from his brow. The way he looks at you is primal, like he wants you to hunt you down and break you.

You’d let him.

You feel a wave of pleasure run through you at the thought. Lee must notice because a grin creeps across his face. You watch as he stands and walks to the dresser, where he picks up a small silver key. The Sheriff steps behind you, uncuffing your hands. Your wrists are sore, but you don’t mind.

“You did such a good job, angel,” he says, helping you stand up. Your legs are wobbly, so he holds you against his side to support you. “Lemme show you how much I ‘preciate your hard work.” The Sheriff walks you over to the bed and helps you lay down on your back. Your arms reach out to your sides, feeling the soft fabric of the sheets below you. Your whole body is so sensitive. Your skin tingles from all the sensations.

Your legs hang off the side of the bed, and you watch as the Sheriff kneels down between your parted thighs, placing your legs over his shoulders. He is face to face to your pussy, breath fanning over the sensitive skin. You choke back a moan, unprepared for what is to come.

Lee presses sweet kisses to your inner thighs before letting his tongue wander to your clit. He groans against your pussy, sending vibrations through your whole body. You can’t hold back the moan that practically erupts from you this time.

“Oh my god,” you whine, legs wrapping around the Sheriff’s head. His strong hands grip the tops of your thighs, holding you in place while he licks and sucks your pussy.

“Taste so fuckin’ good,” he whispers, kissing your legs again. “Can’t ever get enough.” Lee’s talented tongue laps you up and brings you right to your peak. Goosebumps surface on your skin, and you shiver as he grips your thighs tighter.

“Please, Sheriff,” you beg wantonly, needing to come just one more time, though you doubt you’ll ever quench your newfound thirst for the incredible man on his knees in front of you.

“Come for me, angel, come on.” The Sheriff circles your clit with his tongue and sucks it between his teeth, grazing your sensitive spot ever so slightly. It sends you over the edge into the most powerful orgasm you’ve ever had. Your vision goes white, and your whole body curls in on itself. Lee smiles against your pussy and sweetly kisses your clit.

“Holy fuck,” you whisper, catching your breath. The Sheriff situates himself on the bed and helps you sit between his legs. You curl against his broad shoulders, his belly providing the perfect cushion for you. He holds you close and rubs your back as you come down from the post-orgasm high you’d been floating in.

“How do you feel?” Lee asks, letting his fingers drift over your skin.

“Like I need to do this more often.”

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summerofsnowflakes · 3 years ago

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Show Me Who's the Sheriff of this Town

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4.7K

Warnings: 18+ MDI, this contains smut. Fingering, pet names, oral (m receiving) public sex, restraints, cuts and bruises, power dynamics, overstimulation and an unspecified age gap,

Summary: You couldn't have been more different; like chalk and cheese, peace and war, the Sheriff and the free spirit. You weren't meant to work, and somehow you did.

A/n: This is my first time writing for good ol' Sheriff Daddy and I'm excited. I had a lot of fun with these two characters!

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Lee never could’ve prepared for the moment your bright light shone over his darkness, he never saw you coming. He couldn’t understand what’d brought you to Knockemstiff, even if you were just passing through, you didn’t belong here.

It was hardly a place for drifters, the devout church folks and matriarchal gossips made most newcomers extremely unwelcome. After all, everyone in this shithole town was related to one another in one way or another. If you weren’t, you’d always be treated differently, didn’t matter how hard you tried to fit in, the townsfolk saw you as an outsider.

He waltzed into Tecumseh just as the sun was setting over the horizon. The door swung shut behind him with a painful creak, his boots made heavy thuds against the alcohol soaked floor.

He was almost six hours later than he’d intended to be, he’d agreed yesterday to meet Sandy to drive her home after her shift. She was nowhere in sight, the tired looking, barmaid - Stacey, maybe - mentioned she hitched a ride from someone a few hours back. He noted the sour tone directed at him as she spoke, as if he had any control over the criminal activity in his county.

He felt bad, should’ve called or had one of those boys from the station drive her home. But the precinct had gone into mayhem just as he was supposed to clock off, and there was no way he could leave that shit show to be dealt with by his deputy.

He was somewhat relieved that she wasn’t here anymore, he didn’t fancy facing her while she worked an extra shift in the back to make some more money. She’d promised she was done with that, but he wasn't so sure, there were still rumblings of her selling herself making its way round the rumour mill. He really needed to squash that completely.

He ordered a whiskey from Stacey and sat at one of the creaking bar stools with a huff. The dark brown liquor was handed to him in a dirty looking tumbler, the glass chipped and cracked in multiple places.

God this place was a shithole.

He surveyed the room, just as the evening crowd began to pick up. A few regulars spilled in, fresh out of their dead end jobs. Some of the usual suspects surrounded him, hugging the rotting, termite infested bar.

No one of value to society ever turned up in this bar, which is why you stood out to him. Over in the corner of the bar, there you were bent over the pool table, your booty shorts riding up sinfully high. The globes of your ass on full display to anyone who wanted a look, and boy did he want to look.

Young, wild and free. The description fit you perfectly, he couldn’t take his eyes off you. Your melodic laugh carried across the room, pulling half cut drunkards from their stupor, only to lull them peacefully back into oblivion.

He saw through your game immediately, watched the way you wiggled your hips perfectly hypnotising the poor souls you were swindling money out of. The perfectly innocent - butter wouldn’t melt kind of smile that paid for all your drinks.

And all you had to provide in exchange was a few images for them to hold on to when they returned home to their sad lives, where their right hand was their only form of comfort.

How did Lee know all of this? Well because he was one of those fools you’d captured under your spell.

You noticed his presence as soon as he stepped into the bar, the air of authority was unmissable.

The heavy thud of his footsteps sang like a man who was overworked, underpaid and completely exhausted.

And yet, he carried himself like he owned the place, like he owned the whole town. It made your mouth water. The jangle of his keys carried across the room, the noise made your thighs clench involuntarily.

You had no real plans at the moment, you were on your way to Cincinnati but you weren’t due to meet up with your friends until the end of the month. Having said that, stopping in this little purgatory in the back end of nowhere wasn’t exactly an ideal scenario. Not that it was your choice, your car broke down when you’d stopped for gas and you were stuck here until it could get fixed.

You knew a town like this had nothing to offer, the church was probably the biggest landmark they had. So you thought you may as well have some fun at the only bar, before the church ladies came after you with their pitchforks. At least you could make a little extra money to live off for the next few months.

That was the plan at least, until the Sheriff walked into the bar and your plans rewrote themselves entirely. He looked quite young for a man of his title, no real wrinkles and a full head of dark brown hair. Other Sheriff’s you’d encountered before were a lot older than this one but that’d never stopped you from going after them before.

You were free spirited by nature, destined to roam the free land and enjoy your youth before it slipped away, but you’d always been drawn to men of authority.

There was a certain power that men like him wielded that made your panties damped and they always knew how to make you feel good.

Yes, this Sheriff was exactly your type.

You knew he’d be able to sniff out newcomers in his town, but that didn't stop you from putting on a show for him. In fact, you made it your mission to stand out in the dullness of this bar.

You giggled a little bit louder, swayed your hips with more vigour and stretched over the pool table more than necessary. You felt his eyes on you the whole time, you just hoped you’d done enough to bewitch him.

You took your winnings from the last of the intoxicated bums and turned towards him, leaning against the pool table for support and you sought out his lust filled eyes. He’d not looked away from you once during your game, subtlety was clearly not his thing. It wasn’t yours either.

You smiled sweetly at him as though you shared a secret with each other and revelled in the way his eyes widened, a tinge of panic evident by the blush spreading across his cheeks. He averted his gaze, focusing on swirling the dribbles of whiskey that coated the bottom of his glass.

You pushed yourself off the pool table, singing a soft goodbye to the sad saps that were hoping to take you home with them and sauntered over to him. You pulled up the bar stool beside him, the tension radiating off his body was palpable, but you were going to cut through it.

“Howdy!” You sang, turning to face him, you stretched out your hand.

He took your soft hand in his slightly clammy one and shook it timidly. A small hint of admiration spread across his lips, “not from round here, are ya darlin’?”

You giggled softly, allowing your hand to linger in his touch a second too long before reluctantly pulling away. “What gave me away?”

“We don’t say howdy, here in Ohio.” His pale blue eyes scanned your face. Despite the welcoming, craving smile he offered you, on his face, you could see the distrust in his eyes.

“Silly me,” You muttered, biting your lip slowly, watching the way his eyes flickered down to your lips involuntarily. “So Sheriff, would you like a drink?”

“Ain’t that s'posed to be my line?”

“Well yeah, maybe. But I did just earn a pretty penny playing pool, so I got a couple bucks to spare and I’d like to treat ya real nice.” You giggled as Lee raised a questioning eyebrow at you.

You didn’t wait for him to respond, leaning over the bar, you ordered two drinks and paid the barmaid. He relaxed against the back of the stool, watching your shorts ride up your ass again and licked his lips deliciously at the sight.

He was awestruck by you, impressed by your innate confidence and at the same time, so confused. He wasn’t used to women being so forward, normally he wouldn’t care for it, but beautiful little you had swayed his opinions. He had no idea why you’d chosen him, but he intended to savour every moment of time you were willing to waste on him.

You handed him a fresh glass of whiskey and raised your glass, clinking the glass. “To new friends.”

He took a gulp of the brown liquor, enjoying the way it burned down his throat and set fire to his stomach. “So, what’s a pretty little thing like you doing in my town?”

Although your sweet smile never wavered, he made your head spin with his words. The subtle way he asserted his dominance over the town, made your thighs squeeze together. “Well I was on my way to Cinci, meeting a few friends but my car broke down. So now I’m stuck here for a few days.”

“Lucky me.” He smirked, eyes raking over your curves. You could see the potential hidden under the tired exterior, you just needed to draw it out of him. Returning his smirk, you followed his eyes down your body as he undressed you mentally.

“Lucky you indeed,” you shuffled to the edge of your chair, brushing your bare leg against his carefully. “So Sheriff, tell me what Knockemstiff has to offer.”

He laughed loudly, head dropping down lethargically as if you’d just told the funniest joke. “Absolutely nuthin’, you got yourself stuck in the worst place in America darlin’.”

“See now I know you’re lying Sheriff.” You eyed him suspiciously, sipping on your lukewarm whiskey.

“And why's that?”

“Because you’re here in this town, I’d say you’ve got plenty to offer.” Your fingertips danced over the rim of your glass.

“Don’t know what you’re talking bout darlin’, I’m nuthin’ special.” Lee grumbled, hypnotised by your fingers.

You had him hanging off every movement, every word. His eyes followed your hand as it slipped below the bar and rested on his slacks. He froze under your touch, visibly flustered as your fingers inched up his thigh higher and higher.

You shifted closer to him, your mouth close to his ear and wet your dry lips. The sound was heavenly, Lee’s eyes fluttered close, his Adam's apple strained against his neck. “Think I could make you feel special, Sheriff,” you whispered quietly, only he could hear your words.

“I mean just imagine it,” you fingers brushed the crotch of his pants, he was rock hard under your touch. He coughed loudly to disguise the moan that caught in his throat. “I think I'd look so cute sitting on your lap, riding your cock.”

You gripped his length in your hands, enjoying how firm and wide it felt in your hand. He practically choked over your words, his jaw wound tight enough to cut glass, his cheeks bright red with frustration.

No woman had ever spoken to him with such confidence and it was incredibly sexy. He was dangerously close to cumming in his pants like a horny teenager, just from the way your hands brushed up against his cock.

But no, he wasn’t going to let that happen, he wanted you too badly to finish on such a disappointing note. As for you, you were practically offering yourself up to him on a platter. He was going to make sure you had the time of your life with him, a reason to think fondly of this shithole town when you left it in your rear view.

“You're a dangerous little thing.” He muttered, placing his hand over yours applying more pressure on his length.

You watched him licked his lips at the sight of both your hands touching his length. Slick painted your inner thighs in anticipation of what was hopefully to come.

“You got your cruiser parked outside?” You muttered slowly.

“Hmm,” he grunted wantonly, his hips thrusting into your hand. “You wanna go for a ride?” His voice broke deliciously as he tried to keep cool, painfully aware you were still in a public setting.

“I’d love nothing more, Sheriff.”

You managed to make it all the way to the cruiser before your excitement bubbled over. As he opened the passenger door for you, you stood dead still for a beat, nerves nipped at your fingertips.

You took him by total surprise when your fingers wrapped around his tie and pulled him down to kiss you. Electricity sparked between you as your lips met.

He kissed you hard, fervently and filled with a need that you weren’t expecting. Any control Lee was holding back dissipated as his hand wrapped around your waist and pressed you roughly against the backdoor.

As quickly as his force took over, his hesitation crept back in, his hands stuttered as they moved up your body, as though he was scared to touch you, something was holding him back.

You took his hand in yours and cupped your breasts, he softly kneaded the round flesh. He rutted his hips into yours, his hardness grinding into the material of your jean shorts. He cursed at himself quietly, you were making him act like a fucking teenager.

You pulled away from his lips completely breathless and smiled up at him. He dipped his head down and pressed his lips to yours once more, it was so different from the first kiss. Soft and tentative, although it made your head spin lustfully, it wasn’t what you wanted from him right now.

“You don’t need to be afraid of me, Sheriff. I can take a little man handlin’.” You whispered sensually to him, as he rested his forehead to yours, your lips millimetres apart. “I can see the strength you're holding back, don’t hold back. Please…”

He kissed you once more, with the same sweetness, smiling like the Cheshire cat. “Let’s go somewhere a bit more secluded.”

He planned on taking you back to his home, he wanted to show you the time of your life in the comfort of his bed; but you had other ideas.

You curled up beside him, nipping and licking at his neck while he drove, whispering dirty things into his ear. And when your hands skilfully brushed against his cock he was a goner.

Lee made it no more than five miles before he pulled off the main road, onto a dirt track and into a clearing surrounded by trees, dried mud and twigs crunched under his tires.

Lee spared you a hungry glance, raking his eyes over you, licking his plum lips, before exiting the car without a single word exchanged.

The door to the driver’s side slammed shut, the jolt of the car made your shoulders tense with anticipation. His heavy footsteps carried themselves around to your side and your door swung open carelessly.

“Step outta the car for me, Darlin’.” He grunted, gesturing for you to move.

You were hot with excitement, but the late night breeze had grown colder. The soft air left goosebumps on your skin as you got out. Your nipples pebbled against the thin fabric of your top.

The tension between you was palpable, the surrounding woods were silent except for the low hum of the cricket choir.

Your lips parted slightly as though you had something to say, but his hungry gaze left you thoughtless. Slick formed in your panties, threatening to cover your inner thighs as you waited for him to speak.

“Strip. Now.” He ordered, eyes dark with lust.

There was no mistaking the dominance in his tone, the confidence he was displaying was enough to send you over the edge.

You shot him a playful smirk and pulled your top over your head. You revelled in the quiet gasp that fell from his lips as your breasts bounced freely with each movement you made.

You pulled the thin vest top over your head, your breasts bounced with your movements. He devoured every piece of your body that you dared to show him.

Your fingers hooked around the loops in your shorts and pulled them down at a teasingly slow pace, taking your panties down with them.

He clenched his jaw tightly as you stood completely bare before him, you were a vision. Your confidence never wavered, or did it?

Your features remained calm, collected, but Lee noticed the way your body trembled quietly under the weight of his gaze. He could use this moment to reassure you, to spill a million lovely notions into your ear, but you didn't want that, you’d been clear.

“Hold your hands out for me.” He stepped closer to you, as pulled out his handcuffs. The sharp sound of clinking metal met your ears and your knees almost gave out. He locked the cuffs around your wrists and spun you around.

He nudged his foot between yours and kicked your legs apart, his hands held your hips tightly to steady your body.

His hands ran along your body, feeling every part of you he could, humming approvingly at how wonderful you felt. He brought his hand down over your round ass cheek, chuckling at the soft whine that tumbled from your lips.

You pressed your ass back into his hand, signalling for more. “Little tease.” He muttered to himself he pressed his body against yours. The starchy cotton was rough against your back but the cool metal of his cruiser sent shockwaves through your body.

You hissed and squirmed at the cold that covered your body, but he held you firmly in place, his soft tummy pushing against the curve of your back, his hard length poking at your ass.

His nose brushed up along your neck, lips grazing the shell of your ear. His breath was deafening and warm, it intoxicated your mind.

“You like this huh? Being stripped down bare in front of me, bet that pussy is soaked.” He muttered, taking your earlobe between his teeth, he tugged at it roughly.

“You spend all night teasing men and get off on it like a little cock tease, just hoping the big ol’ Sheriff will come along and take care of ya, right?”

You whined achingly, gnawing at your bottom lip as you pushed your ass into his tented pants, his stiff cock resting between your ass cheeks.

Your response didn’t satisfy Lee in the slightest, his thick calloused fingers wrapped around your neck and he squeezed roughly. “I expect an answer when I ask a question, Darlin’. So either answer me, or I’ll leave you here cuffed and naked for someone else to find you.”

“‘M sorry Sheriff.” You gasped as his grip loosened around your neck. “I want you to take care of me, wanted you from the minute you walked into the bar.” You mewled pathetically.

His satisfied laugh rumbled in his chest, “atta girl.” He muttered, pushing your head against the window, he pulled your hips out.

He rubbed the rough pads of his fingers through your folds, pushing them slowly into your entrance. He stretched you out at an agonising pace, feeling every part of you. “God darlin’, you got the tightest little pussy I’ve ever felt. Gonna have to get you ready for me.”

His fingers teased at the sweet spot deep inside you, nudging it softly before dragging his fingers back and forth leisurely. He was drawing you towards heaven slowly, and then he surprised you by changing pace completely. He scissored his fingers, speeding up the movements of his fingers until you were grinding back against him and beginning for more.

You opened up surprisingly easy for him, but he was determined to have you cum at least once on his fingers.

He inserted a third finger, stretching you further and roughly pulsing in and out of you. Quiet screams and helpless pleads slipped from your lips, it was music to Lee’s ears.

“Tell me how that feels, Darlin’?”

“S-s-so good, Sheriff.” You sobbed, pressing your forehead into the window, your fingers gripped onto the metal cuffs as his pace quickened.

“Can feel you clenching ‘round my fingers. You're gripping me like a vice.” You could feel his smirk radiating from his lips. “Gonna cum for me baby?”

You writhed under his touch, he curled his fingers, thrusting them deeper and hitting your sweet spot over and over again. “Oh god!” You cried.

“That’s it, sing for me darlin’.” His words pushed you over the edge, fireworks erupted, white hot pleasure pulsed through your veins as you rode his fingers through your orgasm, a string of moans and curses fell from your parted lips.

You whined as his fingers slipped from your heat, he turned you back around to face him. Your head fell back against the cruiser blissfully as an aftershock rolled violently through your body.

His hands encased your warm cheeks, pulling your head from the car, forcing you back into the moment. His thumbs ran soothingly over your cheeks, chuckling softly, “poor little cock tease, you’re all fucked out just from my fingers.”

He pressed his lips to yours, “Still gonna take my cock though, right?”

You nodded feverently, your lips chasing his, but never quite catching up. ““Please Sheriff, want your cock so badly.” You moaned as your mouth trailed along his taut jawline. “Want it in my mouth too, please.” You begged softly, making his cock twitch.

“Since you asked so nicely.” He stepped backward, pushing you down on your knees. You peered up at him through your thick eyelashes, your mouth watered as he slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled his cock out of his pants.

You inhaled sharply as his length stood proudly in front of your eyes, the length and thickness was more than you were expecting.

Precum spilled from the tip and your tongue darted out to lap it up, swirling it over his sensitive head. A shiver ran down Lee’s spine, his head fell back between his shoulders with a deep sigh.

You wrapped a cuffed hand around the base of his shaft, applying pressure as your tongue worked the head of his cock.

“Fuck.” Lee growled, resting his hand against the back of your head, willing you to stay down there forever. You moved your bobbed up and down his length, moving your hand in sync.

“Take it all in your mouth, Darlin’.” He groaned, pulling your hand from his cock. You hummed, hollowing your cheeks and pushed his cock as far back as you could take it. Your throat contracted around his length, you tried to pull away but he held you there choking on him.

He spoke a broken that’s it into the air above you and lazily rutted his hips, pushing himself further down your throat. Your eyes watered, spit dribbled from your lips as you pulled back gasping for air.

“Fuck darlin’, that mouth of yours is dangerous.” He breathed.

You smiled up at him, pride swelled in your chest. He pulled you up from the ground and crashed his lips into yours, “you’re a goddamn dream.”

You hung your cuffed wrists around his neck, wearing him like a necklace. He placed his hands under your thighs, pulling you off the ground and wrapping your legs around his soft torso.

“Need to feel that tight little pussy.” He moaned, carrying you to the hood of the car and rested your ass against it.

Lee wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, jerking it as he lined it up with your entrance. He pushed inside you slowly stretching you out, his breathing stuttered as you sucked him in inch by inch until he was fully sheathed inside you.

Your head fell forwards resting against his chest as you revelled in the delicious burn. It was euphoric, you felt so full.

“Sheriff…” You whined impatiently, circling your hips and pushing him impossibly deeper. Your fingertip locked into the hair on the nape of his neck. “Pl-Please m-mo-ove.” You cried.

“I got ya, darlin’,” he slowly pulled back, leaving you feeling empty and desperate for more. You watched as he slammed back inside you with a harsh thrust, filling you to the hilt all over again.

He whimpered at the way your pussy moulded around him as he drove into you roughly, his grip on your hips were bruising.

His south watered at the sight of your breast bouncing with each thrust. He dipped his head down, taking one of your nipples in his mouth, grazing his teeth along the nub. You uttered a heavenly moan with each nip of his teeth, your pussy clenched with each moan.

His hand trailed down from your hip, over your mound, his fingers danced over your clit. He took your sensitive pearl between his thumb and index finger, rolling and pinching it.

It was the final push you needed to send you over the edge, your second orgasm far more intense than the first one. It was prolonged by the fact that Lee’s fingers continued to circle your clit vigorously.

You were so sensitive, it was too much and yet you ground your hips into his as you rode your high out. Through bleary lust filled eyes, you peered up at Lee, harsh breaths fell through the small gaps in his teeth, his eyes screwed shut.

“Gonna cum deep in you darlin’, you want that?” He grunted, his hips began to stuttered, pumping into you unevenly. “Say by the way you’re squeezing me so tightly you do want it.”

Soft beads of sweet rolled over his forehead, his cheeks tinged a light pink colour. He was holding back, waiting to hear you say it. He tugged your face closer to his, his thumb roughly grazing cheek. “Say you want it.” He growled, his desperation seeping into his tone.

“I want it!” You cried, your words were the trigger point, all he needed to spill his seed inside you with a few final staggered pumps.

Lee placed a soft kiss to your damp forehead as he pulled out of you, the mix of both your cum seeping down your bare thighs.

He carefully unlocked the handcuffs, slipping them from your wrists. His fingertips brushed over the noticeable burns left by them.

He admired the brutal aftermath from the metal handles. He was conflicted by how much joy stirred inside his stomach at seeing those bruises on your skin, bruises he’d caused. And yet, he felt an inmate hunger to kiss them all better and protect you.

You interlocked your fingers, squeezing them gently and smiled up at him, “and I thought you said there was nuthin’ special in this little old town.” You giggled softly as he pulled away and tucked his softening cock away.

“Still not convinced ’m anything special, Darlin’.”

You let out a disapproving hum, rolling your eyes, “you got a smoke?” You asked lazily, in no rush to redress, revelling in your post-sex glow.

Lee’s trepidation towards you crept back into the atmosphere between your bodies. He silently placed a cigarette between your lips, lighting before doing the same for himself.

He lent against the cruiser beside you, quietly inhaling a puff of smoke, his nervous eyes flickered to your body every few seconds. You’d left him terrified and awestruck, he had no idea how to treat you now.

“So Sheriff, you gonna tell me your real name?” You asked, puckering your lips round the butt and taking a drag.

A small smile fought its way onto his lips. You tugged at his hand, pulling his thick frame between your open legs. He was instantly captured by the sight of your swollen, sensitive looking pussy leaking over the shiny steel.

“It’s Lee.”

“Nice to meet you officially, Lee.” You smiled sweetly, you ran your hands over his tummy, along his chest enjoying the feel of his body under your soft hands.

You straightened his tie, gazing up at his steel blue orbs. “So what’s it gonna take for you to take me back to your place and show me what else this town has to offer, Lee?”

His tongue wetted his lips, a smirk teasing the corners of his mouth. He “Only condition I have is that you keep your clothes off the whole ride.”

You returned his smirk, placing your lips, “deal.”

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mutual-monsters · 3 years ago

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well needed || soft!alpha!husband!lee bodecker

Pairing: Soft!alpha!husband!Lee Bodecker x afab!gn!omega!spouse!reader

TW: smut, heavy breeding kink, reader in heat

MINORS DNI !!! 🔞

Summary: Reader is in heat, and their husband Lee helps them out

Word count: 536

A/N: this one goes out to @strwbrrybucky who asked for Alpha!Bucky stuff earlier this evening, which I saw, looked at this half-finished mess, thought “close enough” and am now serving up like half-cooked spaghetti.

“Welcome home, Sheriff.” You say, brandishing a weak smile and greeting your husband as he walked in the door. Normally at this time, you’d be downstairs in the kitchen, ready to serve dinner, but last night your heat struck you extremely hard, causing you to curl up in bed all day with the scent of your lover. Lee walks closer to you and sits on the side of the bed next to you, laying his hand gently on your thigh and earning and soft whimper from your lips.

“Baby,” he says, lips wet and eyes furrowed, “you’re all miserable. How can I help?”

He’s worried. You’ve had some nasty heats before, but never one this intense.

You look up at him, eyes tired and barely open, “Lee, I need you. Bad. Need your cock. Can’t wait.”

And yes, he feels the lust, but more so he feels the need to care for his darling omega.

“Just lay back darlin’. Jus’ like that. Atta’ doll.” He says, coaxing you into position.

He begins to fumble with a rubber from the side table.

“Lee,”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Told you I can’t wait. Just fuck me. Don’t care if you knock me up. It don’t matter. I can’t-I can’t take it. Thought about it all day Lee, want your pups. Wan’ be filled up ‘n carryin’ ‘em by mornin’ time. Please, Lee. Please.”

His cock hardens further, almost painfully, and he cups your face.

“Sweet darlin’, I hope ya feel all the love I got for ya. You don’t gotta beg. Gonna give it all to ya. I promise.” He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead and begins to tease your folds with his tip, enjoying the feeling of your slick on his head.

“Now, c’mon,” He whispers, his hot breath making you moan. “We oughta get started if we wanna make this litter stick.”

He inserts himself and gives you a moment to adjust. You beg for his movement, and he obeys. You are his, he tells you this over and over while intertwining your fingers, admiring your wedding rings.

“Ya feel my cock, sugar? Deep in that belly ‘a yours? ‘As where ‘m gonna put our pups. Nice ‘n deep. Make sure you're big n’ round in no time. Gonna cum deep inside this sweet little ‘mega cunt. Make sure ya feel me for days. Want you to be walkin’ around leakin’ a lil’ bit.”

You’re starting to fall apart. Words become incoherent. The only things that escape your lips are broken moans and a chant of his name.

“God, doll, you’re gonna be so fuckin’ gorgeous just waddlin’ ‘round this house. Don’t know if I’ll be able to keep ma hands off-a ya. Gonna keep fillin’ ya up, too. Gonna keep havin’ litters ‘til ya can’t take no more. Want this whole house just filled with our brats, baby.”

“Lee, oh God-” You cum with a broken cry. He is not far after. Lee keeps himself sheathed in your warmth for quite some time before pulling out and placing a pillow below your hips.

“I love you, sugar.”

“Mmm, Lee, I love you more.”

“Doubt, it darlin’” He says, a smile plastered wide on his face.

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sweetdreamsbuck · 3 years ago

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for your sleepover: “just open the god damn gift already!” + keeping warm by the fire w/ lee bodecker.

congrats again! 💓

you're all i want for christmas

lee bodecker x f!reader

warnings: fluff, smut, worshipping each other by the fire <3. just my favorite sheriff in love with Princess, as usual. lee calls reader the usual princess, pretty girl. reader uses baby, sheriff, and daddy. oral (m receiving). unprotected p in v (wrap it your life isn't fiction).

prompt: just open the god damn gift already! listen to 'You're All I Want For Christmas' by Al Martino while reading xx

join in on my holiday season & 1k + sleepover!

a/n: (any body type can be read in my fics. i never explicitly say so, but i always write my men for the strong beefy characters they are; they can handle anything and everything, and do so with desire and great ease. i also deserve to be thrown around like i weigh 2 pounds so i always write them with this in mind🖤)

i'm super sick right now and this was not edited, all mistakes are my own.

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Wrapped in a blanket and leaning back against the couch, perched quietly on the soft carpet of your living room was how you found Lee— a sight hard to resist getting lost in for a moment when he looked so damn inviting. You only found him like this when he needed to calm his nerves after especially frustrating days at the station; staring off into the glow of the small fireplace looking for nothing but the soft song and dance of the flames. A sweet picture you mentally took note of and filed into the last place of your mind that wasn't yet overrun with thoughts of your Sheriff.

Shuffling a bit as he heard the jingle of your keys, you spotted him immediately when you walked through the front door, the new checkered pajama flannels you'd bought him peaking out of the blanket.

His eyes lit up, watching and waiting with such animated delight as you removed your heavy coat and gloves. His face immediately softening, the scowl he usually wore long forgotten as his arms reached for you the second you were done undressing. Pulling your back against his tired frame, he sighed into the familiar comfort of your hair while pressing a kiss into the back of your head, continuing to peacefully watch the fire with you now in between his legs.

You'd never seen him look so radiant— the holiday season always took a lot out of Lee, crime seeming to grow stupid as the colder times of the year rolled around. But Christmas time was always your special time— a time where the two of you, work stress and frustrations aside, showered each other in gifts the short weeks leading up to the holiday.

Neither of you were particularly religious, not necessarily celebrating any of the booming holidays that littered the special month. It didn't really matter, your love was holy, something sacred meant to be worshipped and revered for days and nights no calendar could ever highlight. That love was worth celebrating enough.

And how could you not watch his usually stern face admire the fire— or the way his rosy cheeks reflected the soft lights of the Christmas tree nestled just a few feet away? He felt you staring but he'd never object to it; you always made him feel like something worth admiring, something no ornament or star sitting prettily on the top of a tree could ever understand. He loved your attention and longed for the small moments like this that left you both reveling in your love for each other through each and every season.

Dropping a soft kiss to his cheek, you rest your head back against his shoulder, watching the way his face crinkled as it broke out into a smile. Not wanting to rupture the serene air just yet, his eyes leave the fire and turn towards you, taking in the way your eyes reflect the adoration shone in the twinkle of his bright blues. "I love you," he hums, "ya have a good day, princess?"

"Mmmm was okay," distracted, you're looking at the way the lights of the room bounce around the features of his face as if they didn't know where they wanted to be most. It was something that made you think 'oh, I get it. I never know where to look at him first'.

"I got something for you Lee... a little something different from the other nights. Wait here?" you whisper into the peaceful air of the room while your pointer traces down the line between his brows and to the tip of his nose; the smell of burning wood, the aftershave and cologne that Lee wore practically baking off of him, filling your senses and making it difficult to ever leave his embrace. His arms circle around you even tighter, a low whine pressed into the back of your neck telling you he wasn't planning on letting you go anytime soon.

You giggle, turning around in his arms to find his sweet face. Taking his chin in your hand you brush over the dimple sitting perfectly in the center of his jaw and try again, "Promise it'll be worth your while, baby. Just give me a minute to get it ready." Dropping a kiss to his dimple like he always likes, a soft blush spreads along his cherubic cheeks.

"Fine, Princess. Hurry back 'fore I change my mind. Wanna give ya mine too..." he quickly speaks against your temple, landing a soft slap to the back of your thighs as you quickly rushed off of the floor.

Going to your room, you hear him dramatically let out a low growl in only a way he could make seem so pained and real, but so animated and theatrical that you can't help but feel your heart swell with laughter. Frantically stripping your clothes, you scramble through your closet looking for the black box holding the new lingerie and garter set you'd bought for him. Lingerie was expensive, but you'd spend five paychecks on Lee if that's what you needed to give him a well-deserved surprise.

Throwing on the dark red lace set, you quickly slide into your sheer black knee highs and clasp the fastens from the garter tightly into them. Spraying some more perfume into the points of your neck and inner wrists, you shake the roots of your hair a bit, and move to apply a coat of Lee's favorite lipstick. You pull on the matching satin robe over the new set and slip into black stilettos, all but prancing out of the room.

The way his eyes rake over your body the second you stepped into the room was gift enough, the light from the fireplace only amplifying his quick change in demeanor that much more as he groaned out a string of rushed profanities. Crawling was not an action you ever thought you'd see your big man take part in, but his angelic princess— dressed in his favorite color, practically entrancing him with a song singing 'ravish me, I'm yours to unravel'— was all it took.

Mesmerized by the sway of your hips and the swish of the satin dancing along your thighs; catching the light in a way that made you glow sinfully; he couldn't help but fall to his hands and knees in reverence, ignoring the gift meant for you and the blanket that once sat on his lap— slowly crawling towards what he saw as promise of divine bliss after the terrible week he'd been having. The curve of your matte cherry lip in contrast with the shimmer of your skin and the playful gleam in your eye had a fire stirring in his soul that rivaled the fervor and heat of the one currently housed in the small walls of the room.

Taking the sight of you in, he couldn't help but slide his rough palms up the backs of your legs; feeling the expanse of the sheer stockings hugging your skin as he squeezed and caressed; an aching in his core longing to feel so tightly worn by you just like the garments clinging to you.

The longing— felt in his smooth cheeks brushing against your shins and calves as he left kisses up and down the sheer fabric of your legs, desperately trying to cover every inch and freckle with his devotion for you. It didn't take long for him to get himself worked up. Honestly, all it took was you stepping through the front door. But your now intoxicating smirk— taunting him in the indifference you wore as you brushed your fingers softly through the hairs at the top of his head— all while he vied for your attention, was driving him wild.

If you weren't the most all-consuming wonder to be placed in his life.

And it didn't take long for you to get that familiar tingle ripping through your core, seeing the usually brooding sheriff now between your legs and on his knees for you set a scorching heat through your veins. It felt good to be reminded of this kind of power; Lee was many things and held many titles in your life. But if it was one thing you were always sure of, this man lived to worship you.

Tugging him softly away from your legs by his hair, you make your way back over to where he was originally resting, nodding your head with a soft hum for him to follow you. Giggling lightly to yourself, he quickly scrambles to follow after you while he ignores the almost painful throb of the quickly growing bulge in his pajama bottoms. He places himself back against the couch, his legs open and inviting for you to slink yourself into, his wide eyes never leaving you for a second waiting to see what you'll do next.

Grabbing for his shoulder you pull yourself down onto his lap, sliding your legs to softly land on either side of him. You take his jaw in your hand while bringing his face forward to leave light kisses to the sides of his mouth, moving around the planes and curves of his face— soft moans and sweet hums following the path of your kiss filled with promise of the love you wished to drown him in.

After a few minutes of the sweet torture of your touch and the frustration in how you pushed his hands away from you every time he grabbed for you, you could tell he was growing impatient. He never let you take control and this was exactly why. You enjoyed making him squirm too much, the power getting to your head and bringing him to a point so saccharine, his whimpers and cries so glorious just before he snapped. It only took the smallest of teasing from you to turn him into a whining man. He absolutely loved it; the way your fingers traced circles into the lower half of his soft belly; the way your lips never could find just one favorite spot on the edge of his lips or the base of his jaw; the way your breath surrounded him in a freezing warmth only you could comfort him with.

"C'mon princess, stop teasin' me..." his dark drawl whined out into the soft palm of your hand. His favorite place to nuzzle his face into, currently brushing against the plump skin of his face. "These goddamn fingers..." he huffs out.

Nuzzling your nose across his plump lips, you hum out a quick 'no', continuing with your light kisses and brushes of your fingertips along his body. A small 'please' fills the room, a sound so sweet, you never knew he could make it. But to hear it fall from his plump pink lips— it was one you knew you'd be dreaming about for many nights.

"Let me play with you a bit before I let you have your fun, Sheriff..." Leaving a few kisses up the side of his face to the shell of his ear left him shivering, your soft breath reminding him of what you felt like ghosting along other parts of him whenever he let you do what you wanted.

"You're gon' be the death of me princess... c'mon pretty girl..." he pleads again, desperation more apparent than the last few tries. You continue with the soft movement of your fingers and lips, now trailing and tracing down the smooth lines of his neck to the skin of his chest. Slowly undoing each button of his flannel, you leave a wet kiss after popping each one. Feeling Lee's muscles tense under each one rouses soft hums to leave your lips, the light huffs of air causing him to squirm.

Trailing your pointer down his soft stomach, he places his lips on the skin of your upper sternum, pressing soft kisses to try and distract himself from the chill of your touch. Toying at the band of his pants, you drag your finger along the outline of his hard cock through his soft flannels.

He lets out a hiss, his eyes squeezing shut as you leisurely begin palming him. "Mmm a few more minutes Lee... s'part of your gift. And you have to give me your gift first before I let—"

"Jus' open the goddamn gift already so I can unwrap mine!" he barks out throwing his gift for you into your arms, a soft whine slipping through the cracks of his frustration that did not go unmissed by you. Smirking softly to yourself, you stop your hand just as it makes its way down the outline of his cock.

Sending him a disapproving look through the shake of your head and soft tut of your lips, he swallows hard, signs of an apology in the gleam of his blue eyes. You knew he loved that look you'd give him, as rare as you gave it; it was a look that always made his breath stutter and his eyes to fight from shuttering closed.

Pulling the loose fitting satin tighter to you so that it's clinging to each bump and curve, his eyes can't help but follow each and every movement the fabric makes, not wanting to miss a second of this heaven sitting so prettily in the throne of his lap. Lee always made you feel like your figure was something worth marveling— a body he longed for so much. His favorite work of art, his very own statue adorned in a thin veil of silk and desire— the satin bow surrounding it now bunching and pulling tauntingly while the slit on the side inches up higher.

It wasn't until the slit finally inched too high, the top of your thigh poking out revealing the red lace garter and its intricate pattern, teasing Lee that much further. His eyes shut tight, a stuttered 'oh fuck me' leaving through his parted lips as he tries to contain the urge to fuck you into the living room floor before you told him to.

Seeing the squirm of his body turn to pained desperation, you finally indulge in one of his requests and open his box. You shimmy down his legs slightly, just so you can open the box without suffocating his space any more than necessary.

A key sat nestled in green tissue paper, a picture of a gorgeous two floor ranch covered in snow resting in the back of the small box. It was the key to that new house they were building along the woods of town. He hadn't stopped talking about it for months, going on and on about how he knew it would be just perfect for the two of you to move into to start a life together. He included a small card bare except for a few words written in his messy handwriting 'a castle for my princess'.

"Please say yes," he whispers. His nerves suddenly showing themself after watching you stare at the words on the card for longer than he'd liked.

"Say yes to what, Daddy?" you try to tease, your excitement betraying you, squeaking through a bright smile and manifesting itself into hurried and breathy words as your body lunges towards his. You slowly start to grind your hips on his, his hard cock twitching at the contact.

Groaning, he wraps his strong arms tighter around your soft frame, fighting a smile while taking in the soft glow emanating from your skin due to the heat of the moment and the low light dancing all around the room. "Fuck me... ya not playin' fair, princess..."

"Yes of course yes. I want this life with you Le—" he abruptly cuts you off smashing his lips against yours, his hands clawing their way up your thighs as he toys with the lace and stockings adorning them. You continue trailing your hands over the expanse of his body, feeling the tight muscles of his arms and thighs and back up the length of his soft belly and chest. Moving towards his shoulders, you put your hands through the sleeves of his unbuttoned flannel scratching lightly at the skin of his arms as you push it down his body.

He shivers in response, his arms tightening around your waist as you move your lips down his neck, your hands finding their way to the extremely hard cock in his pants. "Can't wait to feel these devilish fingers every day fo' the rest of my life. Ya make me feel so good, princess. Always make Daddy feel so loved, ya know that?"

You moan into his mouth as your hand works on his thick cock, the throb matching the beat of your heart pulsing through you, faster and rhythmically as you watch him come undone. You felt your body flush in a tingly warmth at the thought— it was extremely filthy to think of, the way your bodies always were so in tune with each other’s— making you clench around nothing as a wave of arousal grew and made the wet patch in your lace underwear grow darker.

"Gonna put a ring on that pretty lil hand—oh fuck! That's the next step princess. Gotta do it right, gonna make it the easiest yes shit— of your life," he moaned out, the pumping of your fist and the gleam of your wide eyes driving him crazy. Pushing his shoulders back against the couch, you trail your lips down his body as your hands massage the muscles of his thick legs, your fingers reaching the top of his pants and tugging, a silent ask in your eyes as they meet his fluttering ones to lift his hips up, shimmying them off and down his legs.

Taking him into your fist, you gather spit and lean to drip it on him, wanting to get him a bit more worked up before you take him into your mouth. The second your spit met his dick, he moans, the sight— one he loved to watch yet seeming too much in the overwhelming development of the night. You place a few wet kisses to his inner thighs, soft hums leave his lips as you feel him melt into your touch. Working your way up his thighs, you place a hard kiss on his almost-purple head, twisting your hand at the base of his cock as you begin your steady rhythm again, he twitches in your hand as you move your lips around him in little kisses, covering wherever your hand has just moved and twisted around him.

With one final kiss to his head, you take him in your mouth, your tongue moving under him teasingly as you start to feel spit lining the base of your lips and length of his cock. Moving your head down further, you relax your jaw and start bobbing your head, your tongue picking up speed in its movement and obscene sucking sounds begin to fill the air as you hollow your cheeks and take as much of him as you can.

His eyes never leave your body, pressed up against the length of his legs as your ass pokes up proudly in the air, your lips encasing him like you were made for him. The air filled with noises of your ministrations and the sighs and moans of a desperate Lee. Taking his heavy balls in your hand, warm and soft, is what does him in. His hips betraying his hard working restraint thus far and thrusting into your mouth, your throat constricting around him as you lowly gag. He grabs fistfuls onto the back of the couch, his cock throbbing in time with the heavy racing of his heart and panting of his breath.

"Shit princess— need'ya to stop, I won't survive that pretty lil mouth if ya keep that up," he breathes out, soft moans and whimpers littering his words and causing you to giggle slightly around him. He shudders and reluctantly pushes your mouth off of him and pulls you up for a quick kiss.

Lee leans you back against the soft carpet, his eyes and hands traveling over every inch of skin they can find as he drinks in the sight of this gift you’ve given him. He hovers over you, gently stroking his hand down the side of your face and neck, mesmerized by the way the fire and Christmas tree lights catch you in the most beautiful light. He slowly starts untying the robe, excitement swimming in his eyes once he sees sight of the dark red strap of your bra poking out. He nudges the robe open with his nose, his lips immediately peppering kisses as your skin revealed more and more of itself to him while he finished taking off the satin. "What I ever do without ya? Gon’ worship you ‘til the day I die princess. Fuckin’ made to be loved by me, ya know that?”

You smile softly at him, your hand meeting the side of his face as he begins placing kisses everywhere he can, starting with the skin of your palm and inner wrist, moving his way down your arm to your chest and starting all over again with the other hand. He stayed like this for a while, slowly showering your body with his love and lips, his eyes closed in honor of the overwhelming feelings he had for you. In between his soft kisses, he mumbled words of his love and how you made him feel, most of which went missed by your ears but your heart felt them all the same. An intimate moment of just Lee and the skin of your body.

Once his lips met the skin of your stomach, he moved slower, not wanting a centimeter of skin to go missing from the caress of his kiss. "Here's what's gonna happen pretty girl, you're gonna keep this gorgeous lil set on while I take you apart. Once I'm satisfied with how fucked out ya look, I get to remove it. Deal?" he whispers into the crotch of your panty, his nose brushing past the wet spot and moaning at the thought of your sweet pussy. "Gonna make you feel good princess, need'ya to feel as good as ya make me feel."

You whimper and nod your head, his lips teasing around that sensitive spot on your left thigh that leaves you squirming and trying to push his lips a little higher. You feel him smirk into your skin, placing a playful bite there until he works his lips around the skin, sucking and leaving his mark like he loves doing. Pulling back to admire your figure once more, his eyes find yours and a smile breaks out all the way behind his eyes. "So fuckin' beautiful," he breathes out, "so pretty and all mine."

He knows what he's doing to you, trying to tease you in the way you were playing with him earlier. But he means every word, every accented syllable of his low drawl, expressing his love for you with such pained sincerity— your need for him growing stronger by the second. Until you can't handle his love and adoration for you, causing you to quickly push him to his back, sliding your panties to the side and sinking down on him. His eyes shut tightly at the unexpected movement coupled with the warmth and wetness of your walls, sucking him in immediately and stretching around him in such a short amount of time. You both groan loudly, the welcomed stretch feeling painful but in the most pleasureful way.

“Oh fuck— come on princess, that’s it, use me. Such a good girl. Take what ya need" he moans out, the swivel of your hips pulling him into a trance, the way your body worked itself on top of him, pulling him in again and again and again as you speed your movements up.

"You feel like fuckin' heaven. Shit, you're the best gift I ever got." His words encourage you to roll your hips harder, pulling his back up off the floor so he was sitting up a bit, the new angle pulling him in impossibly deeper. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you clench around him, gripping him like a wet fist and pulling a strangled moan from his lips. Your movements continue even as your legs and muscles grow tired, Lee sensing your struggle as your legs start to shake from the quickly approaching high and from your movement becoming a bit faltering. As your nails dig deeper into the skin of his shoulders, he takes the soft whines leaving from your lips and the way your legs circle tightly around his waist as sign to finally take over.

"Alright, lemme take care of ya now. Daddy's got you. Been doin' so perfect for me princess," he whispers into the skin of your neck as he plants his feet on the ground, thrusting his hips up off of the floor, using the bottom of the couch as leverage to stay seated upright, this angle feeling all too good to leave just yet. You whimper into the side of his head as his hand meets your clit, rubbing circles into your sensitive nub the way you love. All while he continues thrusting up into you harder and harder, his lips never leave your skin, words of how beautiful you look on top of him tumbling quickly out of his mouth, unaware if he even knows he's doing it. As soon as your body starts trembling and your thighs start shaking around him, he knows you're close and moves his hand down to your hips, firmly holding you you him and as pounds into you with all his strength. The weight of him somehow heightened from this angle of him being under you while you cling to him like a rag doll.

He couldn't get enough of you coming apart from him like this. Even through the excitement of your high, the way your eyes shut tight and your lips parted panting and filling the air with your sweet moans, how your pussy pulled him in tighter even as you were in the depths of your pleasured release, fluttering around him and needing him closer, he couldn't ever shake the feeling of you coming undone from pleasure he gave you.

Working you through the fade of your high, he moved you to your back, moving your legs up a bit higher around his waist and slowly rolled his hips in and out, in and out.

The torturous drag of his dick as his strong body held you to the floor and tightly around him, the weight of his rough thrusts as he pounded into you, his strong thick thighs and hips pinning you to the carpet and forcing you to feel every vein and ridge of his hard cock— it was heaven. A moment both of you never wished to end and desperately needed more of.

He felt too good, the weight of his cock driving deep inside you as you clenched around him fogging your mind and filling it with only thoughts of Lee and the way only he could make you feel. You tried to open your mouth to tell him how good he makes you feel, how perfect he fits inside you, how much you love him, but you can't find the words. His cock roughly pushing deeper and harder into you than you thought before, his powerful thrusts knocking you into the inebriated sobriety of Lee and how he makes you feel.

A deep breathy chuckle pulls you out of your daze, Lee catching on to how you've been trying to form a sentence but incoherent mumbles are all that seem to tumble out of your lips through moans and pants of heavy breathing. You grow shy hearing that he'd caught you and turn to move your head away from his sight, trying to hide your face into the skin of his warm chest as if he wasn't currently railing you like his life depended on it.

He moves his hand to quickly grip your throat, a bit of pressure behind his hold but only adding to the intoxicating lull he had pulled you under, "Uh uh, don't hide that pretty face from me, wanna see you while you take daddy's cock. Don't grow shy on me now, ya were made for all of me, princess. Love when you go dumb 'round my cock."

You whine, his words sending you towards another high, the tightening of the muscles in your lower belly pulling and growing intense, you know you won't last long. Lee feels his; long overdue but holding off to make sure you felt good before he gives a load to you; his breathing growing into harsh pants and gasps for air, his legs starting to shake as his hips stutter in their powerful thrusts. He moves your legs from around his waist and places them over his shoulders, the new angle making it hard not to cum in you right then and there, but the whine you let out as he pushes back into you makes it worth the torture. The new angle causes his heavy balls to repeatedly slap into the skin of your ass as he continues to work you towards and through your high.

You try and keep your eyes open to watch as he reaches his high but your lids betray you as they keep fluttering closed, the way his pleasure soars through your body igniting every nerve in tiny little explosions of tingles and the tightening of muscles. As he leans his body weight down on top of you, folding you in half and caging you between the soft carpet and his love, his lips find themselves attached to the skin of your leg. Moving his lips between the skin of your knee and muscles of your inner thighs, watching your body underneath him as his hand moves back to your clit, sending you into a sea of white hot pleasure as stars cloud your vision.

You tighten a hold around his broad shoulders, pulling his body down harder on top of yours as your body trembles and shakes through your second release. He says something to you, over and over, chanting, but you can't hear anything. The sound of the blood rushing in your ears and the way your heart thumped loudly in your chest adding to the strength of your orgasmic haze.

He thrusts into you ferociously a few more times, the snap of his hips matching the mewls and cries falling from your drool clad lips. Spilling his load into you, you feel his body go slack, his strong legs shaking as white hot ropes of cum shoot into you, slipping out around you both as he fills you up.

"Oh princess, you gotta long night ahead of you..."

#lee bodecker x female reader #lee bodecker #sheriff lee bodecker #sebastian stan #sheriff daddy lee #sheriff lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker fic #lee bodecker x you #the devil all the time #tdatt fic #lee bodecker x reader #lee x reader #sheriff lee

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buckysswinter · 3 years ago

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right where you left me

18+ minors dni

warnings: large age gap(implied; lee is late 30s reader is early 20s), angst

not edited or beta'd- do not repost oe translate!

lee bodecker x f!reader

word count: 1,172

help, i'm still at the restaurant;still sitting in a corner i haunt

the familiar scent of the diner hangs around the air, as y/n sits at the corner she watches everything unfold. she sees families smiling eating the food, couples either happy or arguing or the group of old ladies chit chatting and exchanging gossip drinking their third cup of coffee. y/n smiles at the vision in front of her, the noise distracting her from the pain- this diner had meant a lot to her a few years back. this was where the man that she loved so much took her to on their first date, this was the diner where they had their first kiss and this was the same very diner he broke her heart in.

she sits in the corner with her lilac sundress with her cream cardigan and her pinned up hair. she sat in the corner, notebook opened and surrounded by books. y/n was trying to study, she aspired to be more than what this town offered to young girls like her. the book on anatomy staring directly at her as she remembers why this plan of hers was stalled.

she could still feel his lingering kisses on her shoulders, his deep voice whispering on her ear, professing his constant love for her. it seemed forbidden at first but as it went on she let herself be indulged in the love and she loved it. y/n loved being loved by him, by the one person this town thought was incapable of such thing. and just as the thought of him vanishes in her brain, she hears the diner bell ring his laugh rings throughout the establishment and y/n freezes. her brain short circuits as she hears him, her heart beating faster, breathe shortens and suddenly everything she sees slows down.

she hears him demand the corner booth, the one where she's currently sat at,

-"i'm sorry sheriff bodecker, someone is currently sat at the corner booth," she hears lee scoff and as she looks up to see his reaction, he looks up to see who is sat there. the brief eye contact makes her hands shake and she looks away as fast as she could. y/n closes her eyes, she could not believe this was happening. it was to happen sooner or later but right now y/n would have preferred for this to happen later. y/n shuffles uncomfortably in her seat as the hostess lead lee and the woman he's with to the booth two spaces over. only then does she notice that the woman was carrying a toddler. another breathe gets stuck in her throat and y/n's heart aches. y/n wants to leave, she wants to run away yet something in her mind convinced her to stay- to focus on the anatomy book staring at her and that's what she does.

-"lee! not here, not in public!" the woman yells and she couldn't bear to not look up, only then she sees lee attacking the woman's neck with kisses. a tear rolls down y/n's cheek and she sniffles, wiping it and she gets up. y/n should not be suffering this much pain, she doesn't deserve the hurt that's haunting and plaguing her heart and mind. packing her things in her bag, y/n makes her way out of the dinner to only be met with the toddler lee was with to crash into her. her books spill onto the ground, the toddler also falls down on his butt. before y/n could think, she rushes over and helps the child, tears starting to form on his eyes as she tries to pick up the child, calloused hands collide with hers. flashbacks of his calloused hands on her body flash in her mind as she quickly takes her hands back, turning to collect her books.

-"'m sorry didn't mean to bump into you," she apologizes to the kid, who is now staring at her with kind eyes.

-"'s okay! mommy pretty!' the child points to her and she smiles as he appreciates her beauty.

the woman speaks up, berating her child for pointing in such a crude manner to a lady he doesn't know and whilst all this was happening lee stares at her- she couldn't decipher the feeling behind it, although for him it was pure adoration, the fact that y/n had put the child before her items, it warmed his heart. as y/n smiles at the child, lee's heart jumped, he missed her smile even more her laugh which was mesmerizing.

lee remembers the pain he caused her- her glossy eyes and wobbling lips as he tells her his news.

-"can't do it anymore sweets, need to break this up" her eyes flash to him, first with adoration the realization of what he had just said.

-"what are you talking about lee?" her pity attempt of a laugh to cover up her almost broken voice. and he stared at her, almost hearing her heart break as he repeats it again.

-"y/n i can't be with you anymore." the firmness in his voice makes her hand flinch, knocking the glass off of the table, the shattering noise of it scaring everyone around them, bringing the attention to the events unfolding between lee and y/n.

she nods at him, tears melting the makeup she spent so much time putting on- she wanted to plead with him, ask him for an explanation but she couldn't voice out any reason. she thought lee was proposing to her- the hole in the bottom of her stomach widen and everything started crashing down.

y/n walks out of the diner, peering into lee laughing and smiling with the woman he was with along with the child- she had hoped that image for their future two years ago and now she's left picking up the pieces of herself, persevering to make something better of herself because if she had let the sadness swallow her she would've drowned in them, stuck in this godforsaken town that she didn't want to be in longer.

lee gets up, helping his new girl and her son- a piece of paper catching his attention, he could only assume that it fell out of y/n's bag. he picks it up and his breathe hitches, the train ticket to new york staring back at him- she was moving and he was frozen in the position until he hears dorothy asking if he was ok, nodding lee tucked the ticket into his front pocket- leading her and her son back into his black deville cadillac.

y/n gets home, her luggage staring at her and she takes them to the station, yet when she got there, her train ticket seemed to be missing- the ticket was last seen in her bag tucked into one of her books. buying a new ticket, y/n boards the train and she sees all of meade disappear. calmness surrounds her as she falls into a slumber in her cabin.

a/n: this felt very rushed idk but i wanted pure angst. lmk if a part two should be written :)

shameless tags: @extremelyblackandwhite @tharros-auris-black-asimi @turbolisedcomet @blackwood-bodecker-housewife @eclecticpatrolroadlawyer @elbell20-blog

#sebastian stan #daddy sheriff lee #sheriff lee bodecker #lee bodecker #lee bodecker angst #bucky x reader #bucky barnes one shot #bucky x female reader #sebastian stan fanfic #sebastian stan x you #bucky barnes #sebastian stan one shot #lee bodecker x you #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x y/n

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enemymarkus · 3 years ago

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Masterlist

started: 30/4/22

ended:

wlw, mlm, poly relationships are allowed !

NO: the platonic ones are only platonic!

minors DNI! if its 18+ (yes there can be smut, but again minors DNI!)

no abusive relationships (if its explaining the readers or character past then thats okay)

i wont be using “y/n” i will either be using reader or if it a boy/man reader then “M/n”

Marvel

bruce banner

doctor strange

wanda maximoff

pietro maximoff

helmut zemo

loki odinson

thor odinson

peter quill

sprite (mostly platonic)

tony stark

ikaris

sersi

druig

makkari

howard stark

peggy carter

steve rogers

bucky barnes

yelena belova

shang-chi

and more!

the vampire diares

damon salvatore

stefan salvatore

matt donovan

tyler lockwood

bonnie bennet

enzo st john

kai parker

caroline forbes

elena gilbert

jeremy gilbert

vicky donovan

katherine pierce

the mikaelsons

alaric saltzman

victorious

tori vega

jade west

beck oliver

trina vega

cat valentine

andre harris

robbie shapiro

Z nation

10k

addison carver

dj qualls

st claire

cassandra

Twilight

alice cullen

emmet cullen

jasper hale

rosalie hale

edward cullen

carlise cullen

esme cullen

bella swan

jacob black

seth clearwater

leah clearwater

sam uely

embry call

Quil ateara

paul lahote

alec volturi

jane volturi

demetri volturi

felix volturi

mike newton

spiderwick chronicles

simon grace

jared grace

mallory grace

descendents

ben

mal

carlos

chad

doug

evie

harry

audrey

jane

jay

harry potter

ron weasley

the twins

bill weasley

percy weasley

ginny wealsey

harry potter

james potter

lily evans

sirius black

remus lupin

tom riddle

neville longbottom

luna lovegood

cho chang

cedric diggory

viktor krum

hermione granger

draco malfoy

goyale

crabbe

pansy parkinson

adrain pucey

oliver wood

Teen beach movie

seacat

giggles

brady

tanner

mack

butchy

rascal

the goonies 1985

brandon walsh

mikey walsh

data

mouth

andy

chunk (only platonic)

stef

euphoria

rue bennett

maddy perez

cassie howard

fezco

ashtray (only platonic)

nate jacobs

mkay

lexi howard

stranger things

mike wheeler

dustin henderson

steve harrington

eleven

billy hargrove

max mayfield

nancy wheeler

jonathan byers

will byers

lucas sinclair

robin buckley

erica sinclair (platonic)

Season 4:

henry creel (001/vecna)

eddie munson

jason carver

patrick McKinney

rappers

2pac

eminem

biggie smalls

cheaper by the dozen 2003

charlie baker

lorraine baker

sarah baker

henry baker

nora baker (only platonic)

hank

dylan shenk

devil all the time

arvin russell

tommy matson

lenora laferty

lee bodecker

preston teagardin

willard russell

IT 2017

bev marsh

bill denbrough

richie tozier

eddie kaspbrak

henry bowers

stanley uris

mike hanlon

reggie huggins

patrick hockstetter

victor criss

ben hanscom

Actors

johnny depp

chris evans

Arron taylor-johnson

tom welling

Many many more!

Slashers

billy loomis

brahms heelshire

chucky

stu macher

jason

micahel

freddy

pennywise

alot more that i cant fit

fear street (all of them)

deena johnson

kate schmidt

heather

cindy berman

simon Kalivoda

samantha fraser

nick goode

ziggy berman

josh johnson

sarah fier

ruby lane

The batman

bruce wayne

selina kyle

edward nashton

gordon(platonic)

hannah montana the movie

hannah montana

lily truscott

jackson stewart

oliver oken

rico sauve

travis brody

OBX

John b

jj maybank

kiara

sarah cameron

rafe cameron

pope

topper

wheezie (only platonic)

ward cameron

rose cameron

barry

Noelle

noelle kringle

nick kringle

gabe kringle

jake hapman

ParaNorman

norman

courtney

alvin

mitch

divergent

beatrice prior

Tobias eaton

peter

caleb prior

eric

will

christina

Fresh

steve/brendan kemp

noa

ann

chad

penny

mollie

The greatest showman

anne wheeler

jenny lind

phineas taylor

phillip carlyle

charity taylor

lettie lutz

and more!

Aliens in the attic

bethany pearson

tom pearson

jake pearson

lee pearson

ricky dillman

hannah pearson (platonic)

The 100

bellamy blake

octavia blake

lincoln

clarke griffin

monty green

jordan green

finn collins

ontari

raven reyes

lexa

murphy

cage wallace

roan

and more!

coraline

wybie lovat

coraline jones

ghost kids (platonic)

cat (platonic)

other mother

mama mia!

sky

donna

sophie

bill anderson

sam carmichael

harry

pepper

tanya(platonic)

rosie(platonic)

The amazing world of gumball

gumball watterson

darwin watterson

penny

tobias wilson

anais watterson (platonic)

Encanto

mirable madrigal

pepa madrigal

felix madrigal

julieta madrigal

agustin madrigal

alma (platonic)

dolores madrigal

antonio (platonic)

camilo madrigal

bruno madrigal (platonic)

Turning red

jesse

tae-young

Aaron T

Aaron Z

robaire

panda mellin

priya mangal

miram Mendelsohn

devon

tyler Nguyen-Baker

Z-O-M-B-I-E-S

Addison

zed

bucky bunchan

Eliza

bonzo

bree

zoey (platonic)

Tracey

stacey

The maze runner

Thomas

Gally

Newt

Alby

chuck (platonic)

minho

teresa

The black phone

finney blake

vance hopper

gwen blake ( platonic)

bruce yamada

billy showalter

griffin staggs

robin allerano

If you want to request please msg me or add my instagram enemymarkus

im going to post the stuff i will write wont write for <3

I will add more later :)

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