#percy dolarhyde smut
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marvelmaniac2000 ยท 4 months ago
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pictureinme ยท 11 months ago
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kinktober day xxvi. THIGH RIDING โ€“ percy dolarhyde
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word count: ~700 tags: clothed sex, competitive overtones, hand-job, cumming in pants, first time kissing <3, a little overstimulation masterlist | ao3
You grind your bare arousal especially hard down on this denim-clad thigh, a high-pitched moan leaving your throat.
โ€œFuck, yes, just like that, babyโ€ฆโ€ Percy grips your hips like heโ€™s the one gaining pleasure from this.
His thigh muscles are tensed up, perfect for you to rut against, chasing your pleasure. He loved seeing you like this, all desperate and wanting so much so that you couldnโ€™t wait for him to take his cock out.
Percyโ€™s Adamโ€™s apple bobs as he watches you hike your skirt up, showing him just how in need you are. You roll your head back slightly as you move back and forth, revealing your glistening chest, warmed by the desert heat. He groans as he grabs your corset-covered breast, eager to feel every part of you.
Your thighs begin to shake as the roughness of his jeans rubs deliciously against your clit. The wetness soaks through his pants, and he chuckles, โ€œGod, youโ€™re getting my pants all dirty, girl. Better clean that up after, huh?โ€
โ€œUgh, you know you like it, youโ€“ ah!โ€
A pinch to your clit has you collapse onto his chest, the sensitivity was almost too much to bear. Your mouth falls open, one of your hands coming to scratch down his chest through his unbuttoned shirt. Percy practically whimpers at that and begins to rock his hips against youโ€“ trying to meet your movements, โ€œCome on, get yourself off on me, (Y/N)... donโ€™t stop now.โ€
You try to fill your gaze at him with resentmentโ€“ but anyone could see the lust in your eyes from a mile away, even an idiot like Percy. You grip his vest like a vice as you grind down onto his thigh, your knee grazing against his bulge at the same time.
His calloused hands immediately come to grip at your hips, tight enough to leave bruises, โ€œMake a mess on my leg, sweetheart, come onโ€ฆ sooner you do it, the faster Iโ€™ll make your face all messy too, huh?โ€
โ€œYou fuckinโ€™ wish, Dolarhyde,โ€ you whine out, the pleasure betraying your intended anger. โ€œYouโ€™d be lucky if I even let you come in my hand.โ€
Percy's chuckles quickly turn into pathetic moans as you reach a hand down to grasp his hardnessโ€“ punctuating your words. If you were gonna make a mess, he better do it too. His grip on you speeds your movements up, you have no more control over the pace. You knew you were close, Percy always kept you on edge regardless of the situationโ€“ but you needed to make him come in his pants.
As his hands maneuvered your body onto his own, you stuck your own hand into his jeans to palm even more so at his arousalโ€“ causing him to nearly buckle over onto you.
โ€œYou play dirty, donโ€™t you, girl?โ€ He chokes out, eyes full of a competitive fire you so often saw in them. โ€œJust how I like it.โ€
Not gracing him with a response heโ€™d only cut off by making you whimper, you hold your tongue and start pumping him in earnest. You could feel how messy he had already made his drawers without releaseโ€“ youโ€™d rag on him for that later. You hold Percyโ€™s intense gaze as you repeatedly meet the rough fabric, he knows itโ€™ll only take a few more moments until you lose yourself.
Harshly and quickly, you bash your teeth against his in a kiss, catching the man off-guardโ€“ the two of you had never shared a seemingly tender act before. He whimpers into the embrace, tongue already sliding against yours with a fervor like no other. Percy rocks your hips back and forth as his thighs tremble with your repeated strokes.
The two of you release almost in tandem, lips already sore from the muffling of moansโ€“ not to mention Percyโ€™s lack of skill when it came to not involving teeth in kissing. You feel him stutter in your fist, trying so desperately to get away from the overstimulation. He does the same with you, trapping your arousal bare against the denimโ€“ any slight movement would have you scream.
His breath is hot against your lips, and so is yours as you meet each otherโ€™s gaze again.
โ€œSo,โ€ you mumble, throat dry, โ€œLetโ€™s call it a draw, yeah?โ€
Percy looks down at your lips, smirking, โ€œHow about best of three?โ€
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cercandodiscrivere ยท 1 year ago
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Spite like a spark | percy dolarhyde x reader
word countย | 2.9K
warningsย |ย 18+, NSFW,ย prostitution, boot kink, sweet sweet revenge, porn with too much plot. I abused all the old cowboy slang I could find online and it shows.
synopsisย | In Absolution, privilege had the face of Percy Dolarhyde [โ€ฆ]. He had never appeared attractive to you until you finally found a way to have him on his knees.
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Men had to be the most creative of the two sexes, and the many names your particular line of work had inspired them could be taken as testament to that.
Daughters of sin.
Painted cats.
Scarlet ladies.
Someone once had called you โ€œnymph du prairieโ€ and the girls had not stopped laughing for a good while.
You had found it fitting in a way.
Not that you saw yourself as a magical river creature โ€“ but you were an often-naked maiden working in a brothel, and that could almost come close as a siren luring men in a mythical lake if one squinted hard enough. You even had bathtubs!
It sounded like a preferable option to soiled doves, anyway. Or the old plain whore.
Not that you complained much: it was a job as good as any other. If you ignored the customers and focused on the gain, it could almost be considered a better perspective than most.
Men could also be tedious.
You had almost seen it all โ€“ the ones that were far too sure of themselves, the scamps, the timid one-of-a-time clients, the devoted patrons who liked to think themselves in love with your co-workers.
The sweet ones tended to disappear after marriage.
So, all in all, thatโ€™s what you expected that evening: a man covered in dirt, in desperate need for a good scrub and an even better night of amusement.
What you had not anticipated was for your past to knock at your door. Not that far from your hometown, not after all the time that had passed.
โ€œNeed some company, sweetie?โ€.
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โ€œSweetie! Sweets!โ€ a shout, followed by the loud thud of something heavy hitting the floor. โ€œDonโ€™t be so cruel Marรญa, look at poor James!โ€.
Another round of laughs erupted, rough and agitated.
Earlier in the evening, a group of men โ€“ all drunk, all smelling of cheap liquor and sweat โ€“ had entered the saloon. Doc had given them one of the tables farthest from the counter, in the hopes that putting some distance between the loud clients and the bottles on the shelves could deter them from asking more than one pint.
โ€œLord knows someone should tell them to cut itโ€ he had commented, but you knew that he wouldnโ€™t be the one to stop the menโ€™s fun.
In Absolution, privilege had the face of Percy Dolarhyde: if he wanted beer for himself and his cronies, Doc would serve it without much of a fuss. If he asked for whiskey, the finest in the house would be poured straight in his glass โ€“ and it didnโ€™t matter that the brat could afford all the ace-high products no matter the cost: by the end of the night, his pouch would be full and Docโ€™s shelves would be emptied.
His paโ€™ was the big bug in town, and Percy merely filled the role of the selfish deadbit. Ten years younger than the rest of his thugs, he still managed to command their every move with the jingle of his gold.
โ€œAnother drink bird, just one more!โ€.
On nights like those, Marรญa would whisk you to the back of the saloon to clean and sweep and mop the floors until the group had left. You were too young to know how to handle a group of grown ass men. โ€œTheyโ€™re full as thickโ€ she would say. โ€œBetter not to deal with the likes of themโ€.
That night though, the loud thud had attracted your attention. Tentative, mop still clutched between your fingers, you had ventured at the front of the counter to see what was going on. There was enough time to steal a quick peek at that boy โ€“ the one who wasnโ€™t that much older than you, but still held a power over the people in Absolution that you could only wish of possessing.
โ€œOh! You, little birdie! Fetch me a whiskey!โ€.
Too late.
-
Years had passed, but he still looked the same.
No amount of poorly-kept beard could alter Percy Dolarhyde's appearance, it seemed: he had grown into a man with the same young, round face. He could almost look innocent if one didnโ€™t know better.
โ€œSure. Are you liking your whiskey, mister?โ€ you answered โ€“ more out of habit than genuine interest. His presence still made you tense, as if you were transported back in the past, nothing but a little inexperienced girl with a mop in her hands once again.
โ€œFine as cream gravy, but not as much as youโ€.
He did not look drunk. In your memories, Dolarhyde always seemed trapped in a perpetual beer-induced stupor. Nose reddened by the amount of alcohol in his guts, thick sweat coating his forehead.
This version of him was not the cleanliest by any mean, but he seemed sober. Subdued, even.
โ€œAll that soft solder won't get you anywhereโ€.
โ€œWhat about gold? Would that bring me somewhere?โ€. Ah. The old ruse resurfaced.
You canโ€™t teach an old dog new tricks, after all.
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Lord knew he was already half seas over. ย 
Marรญa had shot a sour look in his direction, but she was too far to take your place โ€“ not that she wouldnโ€™t have tried, if one of the other clients hadnโ€™t reclaimed her full attention. Unlikable as he managed to be, Dolarhyde wasnโ€™t the only troublemaker in town.ย 
โ€œIs she slow or something?โ€.
Someone barked a laugh. โ€œShe must be. Girl? Whiskey?โ€.
You had looked at Doc, unsure on what to do, but he (always the obsequious type) had already placed a whole bottle on the tray along with clean glasses.
โ€œGo. Itโ€™s fineโ€.
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It was a standard rule for all the customers to bathe upon arrival.
The establishment that had been your home for the last couple of years was a fine one: good liquor, flush clientele, eleven of the best dressed fallen girls a cowboy could encounter during his travels.
If his dollars wouldnโ€™t have convinced you to invite Percy back into your room (you had fought teeth and nail to get a nice one), then curiosity would have done the trick.
He had not recognized you, that much was clear. No matter how sober and gentle he appeared nowadays, he still did not strike you as the type prone to pretend to forget someone - not if the act could be considered a nicety.
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In truth, you couldnโ€™t even remember what had distracted you. Maybe the twirling couples dancing around the saloon to the vivacious music, or perhaps just the nerves of serving this type of customer for the first time.
All you knew was that the moment before you had been walking away from the counter, tray balanced in both of your hands โ€“ and the one after you were on all fours on the ground, Dolarhyde furious screams filling your ears.
โ€œYou ruined my new boots!โ€.
Shards of glass surrounded your hunched form, the alcohol once contained in the bottle now creating a dark sticky pool on the wooden floor. โ€œShe ruined my new boots!โ€ Percy had screamed again, this time shoving one of his galoshes right in front of your face. Some of the whiskey had splashed on the leather โ€“ but the material was already so crusted with dirt and mud that the wet smudge was almost invisible.
Unaffected by the scene unfolding in your little corner of the room, the musician never stopped playing his piano, the cheerful sound cutting through the thick fog that clouded your mind as to mock you: maybe that was the reason why, even later in your life, you couldnโ€™t bear to hear a single note of that particular jingle.
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He had taken his boots off to enter the bathtub.
Of course โ€“ it would have been odd, to bathe as naked as the day he was born except for the boots โ€“ but your mind still stuck on that useless detail.
โ€œThe water is perfectโ€ Dolarhyde mused. A soft pleased grunt followed the sentiment. โ€œYou have no idea how much I needed thisโ€.
If he had been another customer, you would have rushed to assist in cleaning him. There was a sponge right next to the tub, hard enough to scrub away all of the grime off the men โ€“ yet not so harsh as to leave them sore. Just like the practice of bathing before the actual encounter could start, this was a custom that served the girls more than their clients: if you were the one attending to them, you could ensure no inch of their skin would be left unwashed.
Shirt unceremoniously crumpled on one of the wooden chairs, Percy waited patiently for you to fulfill your role in the little bathing ritual. Perhaps he hoped you would help him remove his pants.
You barely glanced at him.
Those were not the same pair of boots from that night. The brown was off, far too dark. A stain would have been invisible on such a color.ย ย 
A merry little tune ringing in your ears (even if the room was too far from the entrance for some street musicianโ€™s song to reach it), you grabbed the offensive items off the floor.
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Breathe in. Breathe out.
Still bent on the ground, you could hear Marรญaโ€™s soothing words, soft yet stern. โ€œThis oneโ€™s on the house. We can repay the boots, tooโ€. She must have hurried over to where you had fallen, as you could catch a glimpse of the soft fabric of her dress in your peripheral vision.
A few onlookers had stopped to see what was going on, but scenes like this were far to common and trivial to attract the attention of more than four or five customers.
Ignoring the hot burning sensation of shame in the pit of your stomach, you had taken another deep breath and began to rise from the floor โ€“ and then you had felt someone grabbing your arm, dragging you back on the ground.
โ€œWhere do you think youโ€™re going?โ€. It seemed that someone had brought a rug over for cleaning, as the rough cloth was thrust into your hands. ย โ€œStay in your place. No way youโ€™ll be able to afford to repay something like thisโ€.
Before, you had thought there could be nothing more embarrassing than being the subject of Percyโ€™s loud complaints. Then, just as he tapped your bent knee with the tip of one of his boots, two words seared into your brain forever.
โ€œClean themโ€.ย 
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As if under some sort of trance, you slowly put the shoes on. They were far to large (you doubted you could walk in them without stumbling) but it still felt good, somehow. Cathartic.
โ€œWhat are you doing?โ€.
Still half-dressed, with only his woolen pants left to cover him, Percy was now staring at you with his head tilted on the side. He seemed more amused than angry, though. Smiling, unaware of what you were thinking, he pointed at your feet with a questioning look. โ€œI believe those are mineโ€.
Maybe, after years of spite and anger, you were finally losing your mind.
You playfully rose your skirts up to let him get a better view of your legs. โ€œHow do I look?โ€.
โ€œRidiculousโ€ he chuckled after one glance โ€“ but then the mirth in his eyes shifted, taken over by something else. A deeper need...
After all, there you stood, naked under the thick layers of your dress. Wearing something that belonged to him and little else.
โ€œI kinda like itโ€ he confessed, realizing a bit too late how his groin had reacted to the sight even before he could admit it. The way he awkwardly tried to shift his hand to cover his groin was almost comical, bordering on pathetic. Had he always been this vulnerable when far from his goons, or had something happened during the years you had been absent from Absolution?
Someone must have found a way to humble the brash little brat. Pity you hadnโ€™t been there to witness it โ€“ though you had no qualms about doing a bit of humbling of your own. ย 
โ€œDonโ€™t hide from meโ€ you scolded, taking your time to sit on one of the chairs that adorned the room. Skirts still raised, you decided to give him a little show and spread your legs. An ill-concealed moan repaid you for the kindness. ย โ€œThatโ€™s exactly why youโ€™re here, after allโ€.
Brows furrowed, Percy seemed to take a brief moment to consider his options. He could cuss at you, reminding who was in charge. He could leave.
He could stay. He could play your game.
Doubt leaving his mind at once, he followed your movements, dropping on his knees before you on the cold ground.
In a way, the situation echoed that night at the saloon. Tour guts twisted in anticipation, eager to savor the moment for as long as possible.
โ€œAre you getting hard at the thought of me wearing your boots?โ€ you cooed. Percy sucked in a sharp breath, frantically moving his head up and down.
How boring! That would not do. You wanted his cheeks to be as red as yours had been. You wanted him to shrivel at your feet.
โ€œAre you?โ€. Raising your foot, you started pressing the tip of the dark leather against his still clothed cock, the elation of the moment making you bolder. Instead of answering, he nodded a second time.
Disappointing.
โ€œTalk, Dolarhyde. We both know youโ€™re good at running that mouth of yoursโ€.
โ€œY-yesโ€ he stammered, finally. A strangled maโ€™am followed that, so subtle you almost missed it.
Feeling merciful, you patted his hair in a soft โ€“ almost caring โ€“ manner. After all, he was just starting to behave well in a desperate attempt to please you: that must have been hard for a little brat like him.
โ€œGoodโ€ you praised, feeling his lips curl into a smile under your palm. โ€œYou can cling to my leg, if you want, but thatโ€™s all youโ€™re getting from me todayโ€.
Oh, Percy wanted. The words had barely left your lips before his arms shot up, one had wrapping around your exposed thigh while the other gripped the back of your ankle.
โ€œSo eagerโ€.
You leaned forward, pressing your leg more forcefully between Percyโ€™s spread ones.
The leather of his own boots probably felt too stiff against his hard cock, as he winced at the discomfort. It still felt good thoughโ€“ you could tell he was enjoying it by the way his eyes quivered, mouth falling open in a soundless moan.
Shaft curved along the upper part of the boot, Percy lifted his head to look at you. The sound he made next sounded a lot like please, hips starting to buck a little as if he could not contain himself. ย 
Such a mesmerizing sight to behold. You nodded, giving him permission to move more deliberately.
The first slow drag of his hips made his whole body shiver in pleasure. It wasnโ€™t enough, and yet it was too much.
Again, your fingers found their way dragging over Percyโ€™s head, tugging the strands firmly to force his head up. โ€œLook at meโ€.
He had beautiful eyes, the moisture in them making the light blue even clearer. Mouth agape, tongue between his exposed teeth โ€“ the picture of a miserable man chasing his own pleasure. You released his hair to pass your thumb on his lower lip, wet with spit. โ€œSo prettyโ€ you said, and the praise surprised you more than him.
He was pretty. He had never appeared that attractive to you until you finally found a way to have him on his knees.
โ€œI like seeing you like thisโ€.
With a hitched breath, he pressed closer into you. His hips seized forward out of his control, rubbing against the leather of the boot, hot wet breath warming your inner thigh. The grip on your leg was almost too tight, and yet you where thankful for that small pain: it helped you remain focused. One more broken moan and you risked being the one begging for him to bury his face in your aching cunt โ€“ and that was not the point.
You still had time for that. Later.
A series of sloppy kisses on your burning skin brought you back to reality. Shivering, Percy had started mouthing at your leg, both impatient to get your attention and yet somehow scared to obtain it.
Please he whispered, voice too low to be a real spoken word.
You huffed, annoyed. โ€œCan you ask for what you want?โ€.
Of course, you knew what he desired โ€“ and for a brief second you thought of denying it.
โ€œPleaseโ€. Brain hazy and slow, Percy didnโ€™t know how to make his throat work. He justย wanted.
Maybe those pitiful eyes had worked on you a bit too much.
You nodded, right as he came with a strangled moan, his thighs constricting the boot still lodged between them, a plethora of thank yous falling from his lips.
The fingers that just a second before had gripped you with bruising force were now twitching: with that, all the strength abandoned Percyโ€™s body, leaving him slumped against you.
With a little shake you made him move enough to free your leg, a satisfied smile adorning your lips. He hadnโ€™t even touched you โ€“ and yet you knew that was going the most satisfactory encounter you would have with a man for quite some time.
A dark wet splotch now adorned the front of Dolarhydeโ€™s pants: if he needed a bath before, now getting him to clean up was imperative. Moving to stand from the chair that had been your throne, you cast your eyes down for the briefest second and froze.
A little stain, not bigger than your thumbnail. Almost invisible on the dark leather materialโ€“ but there, beyond doubt, right at the tip of the shoe.
โ€œOh noโ€ you whined, attracting Percyโ€™s full attention once again m.
He would never recognize you, that much was evident. Why would someone like him remember the face of a little girl amongst the hundreds of people he must have berated day after day?
Nevertheless, you memory was not as flawed as his.
โ€œYouโ€™ve ruined my new boots!โ€.
ย And that was going to be enough.
โ€œClean themโ€.
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candied-heartss ยท 1 year ago
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Okay so I've been thinking about this for a while and I just can't seem to write it myself so I was wondering if you could write a fic where Klitz and the Reader have been dating for a while like she went to Yale with him and stuff. And they have like super passionate sex like all the time, so at a party that you guys to he introduces you too a couple of his friends and they all start hitting on you and he gets like super pissed so he pulls you to the side like into a bathroom or something and he makes sure that everyone knows your his by giving you a bunch of hickies and marks and stuff. And then you accidentally call him daddy (yk cuz hes being so protective or something) it startles him but also turns him on more. ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€ sorry it's a lot but I really like this idea.
๐‰๐„๐€๐‹๐Ž๐”๐’๐˜ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐€ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐’๐„๐€๐’๐„
(สฒแต‰แตƒหกแต’แต˜หข!แตหกโฑแต—แถป หฃ แตโฟ!สณแต‰แตƒแตˆแต‰สณ)
๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—‹๐—‚๐—‰๐—๐—‚๐—ˆ๐—‡: ๐—๐—๐–พ ๐—ˆ๐—‡๐–พ ๐—๐—๐–พ๐—‹๐–พ ๐—’๐—ˆ๐—Ž ๐–บ๐—‡๐–ฝ ๐–บ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐—ƒ๐–พ๐–บ๐—…๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—Œ ๐—„๐—…๐—‚๐—๐—“ ๐–ฟ๐—Ž๐–ผ๐—„ ๐–บ๐— ๐–บ ๐—‰๐–บ๐—‹๐—๐—’.
๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด: 18+ (๐— ๐——๐—ก๐—œ), ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜…, ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐˜€๐—น๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป, ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ, ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด (๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฝ ๐—ถ๐˜, ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜† ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ!), ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฎ, ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜† ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ, ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น, ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ท๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜†, ๐˜€๐—น๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ, ๐—ธ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‡ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฟ???
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You didn't even know how you ended up in a situation such as this. Never in a million years did you think that you'd currently be getting your brains fucked out by your boyfriend in front of a mirror while in the cramped bathroom of someone's house at a party, but yet, here you were.
"Open wide, baby." you heard the nearly sinful words being whispered into your ear. Klitz's long fingers pressed themselves against your lips, parting them so that he could easily slip inside the warm, wetness of your mouth, pressing down on your tongue and nearly making you gag from the pressure, the rhythm, and the speed of his thrusts never changing.
You whimpered, but to little effect, on account that your mouth was full of his fingers, the tips nearly hitting the back of your throat while his cock hit nearly every right spot inside of you, due to the angle he had bent you at. You looked up at the mirror again and knew for certain that your makeup was ruined.
"Fuck... Your pussy feels like it was made for me..." he groaned, pushing his fingers into your mouth a tiny bit deeper than before, making you choke at the feeling, your eyes nearly rolling back into their sockets and your head hanging slightly lower.
Klitz noticed this and snickered softly to himself before reaching up and threading the hand the other hand that was placed possessively at your hip into your hair, tugging at it and pulling your head back up so you could face the mirror and look at both yours and his reflections at the same time, the sight sending a spark of arousal through your veins.
"Aw, baby," he teased, "look at you, so pretty, so messy... God, I love looking at you." you moaned at his words, finding the way that he was talking to you both patronizing and also incredibly arousing.
You wanted to speak, to say something back in return, but your mind was so muddled from it all, the only coherent thought that came to your brain was of how deep his cock felt inside of you, that you let out mindless babbles and gibberish.
"Oh sweetie, I haven't even been going that hard and your brain's getting all dumb on me," he shook his head and chuckled, "and here I was, thinking my girlfriend was a smart girl, but all it takes is a bit of my cock, and you're already turning into a mindless cumdump. Is that what you want to be known as? Just a stupid little slut who goes around drinking too much and flirting with other guys?"
"I... Uh, I- fuck... Please..." you whimpered, trying to get ahold of your words, but they just wouldn't come out the way that you wanted to. Klitz sighed and chuckled again as he picked up the pace again, nearly making you cry.
"You... You... You what, baby? C'mon, spit it out. I know you can, yeah?" he taunted you again, reaching down and rubbing at your puffy, little clit with his thick fingers, the feeling enough to send shivers down your spine.
"Y-you're right... 'm so dumb, Klitzy... Being so stupid..." you told him, the words already replaying on a loop through your mind like a broken record.
"And, what else are you, huh? C'mon..." Klitz encouraged you, massaging your sensitive bundle of nerves with a bit more pressure applied to it, now.
"I'm a mindless cumdump... All for you..." you still could barely think, on account of being so inebriated by his cock. He smiled, kissing the top of your head, "That's right, baby. You're such a good girl, baby. I'm proud of you for admitting it..."
Something about the mix of his words, the marks he left on your neck, and his fingers on your clit made the knot in your stomach get tighter as your walls clenched harder around his cock, making him groan.
"Fuck... You're so close, I can feel it. You wanna come for me, baby?" he whispered, kissing your cheek as you like at the both of you in the mirror. You nodded, tears now practically streaming down your cheeks, "Please..."
"Hmm... I dunno, how about you beg for it, pretty girl?" he requested, now having stopped both his thrusts and his movements on your clit altogether, making you sob.
"Please, please... I need it, I need you so bad... Please, Daddy, please..." you cried, your hips bucking desperately into his hand. You hadn't even realized what you said, having said all of this in the heat of the moment, but Klitz realized, and he also realized that he really, really liked hearing those words come out of your mouth.
"Say it, again."
"Daddy, please... I wanna come so badly..." you begged again, making him more satisfied and letting his thrusts resume. You nearly screamed until you went hoarse at the feeling, your legs shaking so much, you thought that you'd fall over.
Suddenly, like a tidal wave or like a car collision, your orgasm crashed through you all at once, making your eyes roll back as you trembled in his grasp and moaned loud enough for the whole party downstairs to potentially hear the two of you. Klitz then almost immediately followed after you, groaning loudly as he came, too, his cum now dripping down your thighs as he released inside of you.
After a moment of the two of you just standing there, panting as you both came down from your respective highs, he pulled out of you, putting himself back into his jeans before pulling your panties back up, so that the stickiness of his cum stayed against your cunt.
"My pretty baby..." he whispered in your ear as he kissed you all over your face.
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always-andromeda ยท 2 years ago
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Once someone mentioned to me a percy dolarhyde being readerโ€™s sugar daddy headcanon and I never got over it. Iโ€™d be interested to see you write your take on it ๐Ÿคญ
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โ€“ ๐–๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ˆ ๐–๐š๐ฌ ๐’๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ
๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž: oh my god I completely forgot about how much I fucking adore this stupid, stinky man. I take one look at him and he just...his dumb punchable face makes me so feel so soft inside. I tried to keep this as brief as possible but oops this drabble is a little over 1,200 words, in true Andromeda fashion. anyhoo, enjoy this, my filthy friends.
๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: smut (MDNI), mommy kink, usage of pet names, brief descriptions of p in v sex, oral, and handjobs. little bits of angst (because who am I if I can't throw in a modicum of melancholy). nothing else I can think of!
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He's not much to look at, but he'll do.
That's probably the closest approximation to what you first thought when Percy approached you. Of course, you knew full well who he was. It's hard not to. Especially with his infamous weekly temper tantrums in the town square.
You weren't surprised. Naturally, as the Dolarhyde brat got older his attention shifted to loftier prizes than money, alcohol, and infamy. He now aimed to hold his power over something new; you. And as much as that idea worried you, you would've been stupid to decline. Being on his payroll...you'd be set for a long, long time. Maybe you could leave Absolution one day after all. So you said yes.
You'd give him whatever he needed. Your body, your time, and โ€“ most importantly โ€“ your company.
Judging by his disposition, you assumed he'd be the type of man who had plenty of kinks hiding just beneath his wealthy surface. And for the most part, you were right.
Almost immediately you learned Percy had quite a fixation on your...maternal aspects. He could hardly even bother averting his gaze when you were beneath him, chest heaving under the fabric of your blouse. He seemed to like the way your breasts sagged to the sides of your figure; how he could squish them together with his greedy hands and pull at your nipples with his lithe fingers. And when you yelped in pain and scolded his eagerness, you were shocked to be met with his cheeks flushing with guilt.
"'M sorry..." he murmured, looking up at you with those wet eyes like he'd just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. And just like that, any frustration you felt washed away as he solidified the apology with his tongue.
Percy liked giving them this much attention. He liked listening to you groan as he sucked on your skin and left marks that were for his eyes only. And you liked the desperate possessiveness in his strangled voice when he whispered against your breast, "Mommy..."
There was that and a litany of other little phrases he repeated like prayers.
"Thank you, mommy."
"You sound so good, mommy."
"Do I turn you on, mommy?"
You'd heard that name leave his lips enough times that just the simple utterance now activated you. Heat would flood between your legs and you'd feel sweat begin to form on your upper lip. Heart beating fast, that single word would send you soaring to another planet, waiting for the chapped skin of Percy's lips to mercifully bring you back down.
But he didn't always like you being under him. In fact, as time went on and it became clear that he was comfortable confiding his desires, he requested that you'd be more domineering with him.
Push him down on the bed so hard that you could hear the springs squeak in protest. Straddle his hips and tease him with the agonizing drag of your clothed cunt against his groin. Grab him by his bandana and pull him into a searing, closed mouth kiss that still manages to render him breathless. Tug on his greasy locks and make him sob. And when you finally undress him, take it at your own pace. Because whether you show him the respect he thinks he deserves and carefully unbutton his fitted waistcoat or tear apart his fineries with an urgency that betrays your need for him, Percy said he'd like it.
Because he loves it when you take what you want from him. Even when his cock is fully sheathed in you, he wants you to grind against him and chase your own high. He wants the marks of your fingernails on his otherwise unblemished, silky flesh when you brace yourself on him. He'll beg for you to give him just an inch or two of friction, but you know that he's exactly where he wants to be. Percy will take your cunt clenching around him and savor the feeling of your muscles spasming as you reach the end of your rope.
And he'll adore it when you follow that act up with a gentle coo of, "You did such a wonderful job for me, baby boy." Because then he knows that he'll be rewarded. Either with some tugs with your generous hand or your warm mouth, cleaning up the mix of both of your messes off of his length.
More than any of that, you quickly discovered what he actually craved the most: conversation and company. And that was perhaps the saddest detail of all. But you promised yourself ages ago that you'd never shed a tear for the selfish and stupid man. But you'd listen. There's no harm in that, right?
Truth be told, he didn't have many actual problems. At least not ones that you completely sympathized with. Sure, he was crippled by loneliness and feeling like he was ultimately useless to the world around him. But he found a way to occupy his time with petty squabbles.
Most of his gripes would've made you roll your eyes if you didn't remember that he was paying you for your time. It's for that reason that he liked keeping you on his arm. Everyone else in his posse may have been on his father's payroll. But not you. At the end of the day, Percy handed you his own dollar bills and sent you off with a satisfied kiss on your cheek.
It made him feel special, knowing that you were all his.
"What exactly do you do with the heaps of money I give you, sweet pea?" he wondered aloud one lazy afternoon. You'd left your place on his bed momentarily to squirrel away your latest payment in your bag before taking your place beside him again.
When you nuzzle into his side and feel his arm instinctively curl around you, you chuckle, "Something you probably wouldn't be familiar with. I save it."
Percy pinches your side teasingly and questions, "What can you possibly be saving up for that I can't just buy for you, huh?"
Though you sniff lightly, you find yourself staring at where your hand lays on his chest, fingers drumming softly against his skin. The golden sunlight streaming through his window makes the sheen of sweat on his pale chest practically glitter. You mumble, "My freedom, I guess."
"Freedom?" Percy scoffs. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
You sit up suddenly and look in his eyes. "I mean that I don't wanna get stuck here. Because when you get stuck here, it means you're stuck under the Dolarhyde thumb for the rest of your life."
Percy's stare grows cold. He pulls his arm out from around you and folds them indignantly over his chest. "Well, gee. Didn't know you were so miserable taking my money."
"Oh, c'mon, Percy," you attempt to reason with him. "That's not what I meant."
He chuckles humorlessly, "Then why'd you say it?"
"Because I'm tryna be honest with ya'. What else was I supposed to say?"
Say that you won't leave me. Or if you do leave, say that you want me with you. Say that I'm special.
Percy closes his eyes and shakes his head before letting his head sink deeper into his pillow. "Nothin'. Nothin' at all." He pauses, breathes deeply, and finally meets your gaze again, "Just...don't worry about it anymore, alright? Your pretty little head shouldn't have to worry about it right now. C'mere..." he beckons for you to settle down in his arms again. And you do.
Feeling a little emptier than before, Percy holds you and whispers mostly to himself, "My girl...my good girl..."
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clementine-writes-things ยท 7 months ago
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๐Ÿ”ž: Smut | โ˜๏ธ : Fluff | ๐Ÿฅ€: Angst | ๐Ÿ‘€: Sexual themes (no smut) | โŒ: N/A
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Comfort โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿฅ€
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Classic White Milkshake โ˜๏ธ
Training ๐Ÿ”ž pt.2 ๐Ÿ”ž
Opium Haze โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿฅ€
Run Rabbit, Run! Pt. 1 ๐Ÿ‘€ pt2. ๐Ÿ‘€ pt.3 ๐Ÿ”ž pt.4 ๐Ÿ‘€
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Too Sweet โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿฅ€
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The Sheriff's Daughter โŒ
Hell Outta Dodge โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿฅ€
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abrcmswrld ยท 2 years ago
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My Request Info!
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The Basicsโ€ฆ
What I Will Write:
Smut
Fluff
Angst
Character x GN!reader OR Character x Fem!reader
Your average fic content
What I wonโ€™t write:
Incest
Bestiality
Underage Content/Ships
Scat/urine play
Character x Character
Character x Male!reader
See Notes Below*
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Paul Dano Charactersโ€ฆ
* aged up only
Edward Nashton (The Batman), Jay (Okja), Burt Fabelman (The Fabelmans), Calvin Weir-Fields (Ruby Sparks), Percy Dolarhyde (Cowboys & Aliens), Eli Sunday (There Will Be Blood), Dwayne Hoover* (Little Miss Sunshine), Timothy Klitz (The Girl Next Door), Joby Taylor (For Ellen), Seth (Looper), Brian (Fast Food Nation), Brian Weathersby (Gigantic), Pierre Bezukhov (War and Peace)
Lewis Pullman Charactersโ€ฆ
Rhett Abbott (Outer Range), Robert โ€˜Bobโ€™ Floyd (Top Gun: Maverick), Miles Miller (Bad Times at the El Royale)
Josh Hutcherson Characters...
Mike Schmidt (Five Nights at Freddy's), Peeta Mellark (The Hunger Games)
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Notesโ€ฆ
While my request are currently open, that is subject to change at a later date.
I cannot guarantee a time frame in which requests will be fulfilled as I work a full-time job, but I will work to get them done at a decent pace.
Any request sent in is up to my discretion, if I am not comfortable with a request I reserve the right to choose not to fulfill it.*
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smellydano ยท 2 years ago
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Heyyyy I was just wondering if you wrote for Percy Dolarhyde or Brian Weathersby? If soooo, do you do smut for them?
i honestly havenโ€™t seen both movies ๐Ÿ˜ณ ,, but iโ€™d be willing to write for them !!
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mypoisonedvine ยท 3 years ago
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๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐œ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ || percy dolarhyde x reader
๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ || the world's oldest profession attracts some of the West's oddest characters, and Percy is a strange bedfellow as much as he is a reliable regular. being a no-good, half-witted son-of-a-bitch, you really have no excuse for developing a bit of a crush on him while on the clock.
๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ || 5.1k
๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ || smut (slightly dubious consent, overstimulation, unprotected sex, sex in the bath, and a clothed footjob lol), mild foot/stockings fetish, prostitution (reader works in a bathhouse), dom/sub dynamics (featuring switchy percy), angst, unrequited love (kinda?), percy is a dick (also known as: canon) but also he's just kinda emotionally constipated
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A choked groan caught in Percyโ€™s throat, his Adamโ€™s apple bobbing as he watched you intently.ย  โ€œSweetpea, cโ€™monโ€” lemme touch ya, Iโ€™ll make you feel so goodโ€ฆโ€
You simply shook your head, continuing to rub the bulge in his trousers with your stocking-covered foot.ย  โ€œI bet you could get off like this,โ€ you challenged with a smirk.
โ€œNo, baby, please,โ€ he panted, โ€œnot like thisโ€” I can make a mess in my pants at home, let me get inside ya while Iโ€™m here, pleaseโ€”โ€
โ€œAre you sure you can handle it?โ€ you purred.ย  โ€œYouโ€™re pretty worked up and youโ€™re still dressedโ€” Iโ€™m still dressed.ย  Should I take these stockings off?โ€
โ€œN-no,โ€ he choked, โ€œthose are niceโ€ฆ you can keep โ€˜em on, if you wanโ€™...โ€
You smiled proudly, not surprised by that response at all; he clearly had a thing for the silk, and you kept catching his eyes wandering to where the socks ended at your upper thighs with a lacy hem.ย  Your thin dress, fallen off your shoulder on one side to give him a good view of your tits, was perfect for the warm weatherโ€” even if it was so revealing that youโ€™d be arrested for leaving the bathhouse without covering up more.
Percy was a regular, coming in three or four times a week to get his fix.ย  It being a bathhouse and all, you figured these last few months since he started seeing you were the cleanest heโ€™d ever been in his life.ย  He still managed to dirty himself up quite a bit in between his visits, giving you plenty to do when you were scrubbing him down, washing his hair, rubbing his back and shoulders as he sighed and sank into the hot water.
Today was different.ย  Before you even got him stripped down for his bath, you couldnโ€™t stop yourself from teasing him.ย  He was just so fun to pick on, watching that cocky attitude falter was terribly satisfying.ย  Youโ€™d just gotten sick of his mocking, taunting demeanor and self-aggrandizing comments that never seemed to stop once youโ€™d gotten him clean and heโ€™d gotten you on all fours.ย  โ€œWhoโ€™s got you screaminโ€™ so loud, baby?ย  Thatโ€™s rightโ€” nobody else fucks you this deep, I bet.ย  Iโ€™m your favorite customer, huh?ย  Always make this whore pussy come?โ€ย  That sort of thing.ย  It was hot, in its own way, but it could get annoying too.ย  You just wanted to make sure he knew that you still had all the control, even if he liked to play the big tough cowboy who takes what he wants; you knew that under that ego, he was just a sweet little boy looking for attention.ย  And he seemed to need your attention most.
โ€œBaby,โ€ he croaked when you pressed your heel up against his balls, making him shift in the chair.ย  โ€œAre we even gonna get in the bath before you make me come?โ€
โ€œI havenโ€™t decided yet,โ€ you replied honestly.ย  โ€œI think if you ask me real nice, Iโ€™ll run it for you soon.โ€
โ€œFuck, dunno if I can wait that long,โ€ he breathed, hips moving up to rub his cock against your footโ€” the curve of your sole seemed to fit with the shape of his cock, and he let his head fall back in a gasp.ย  โ€œCanโ€™t I just fuck you now, and we can take a bath after?ย  Iโ€™m gonna get you dirty anyways.โ€
You chuckled at that, because it was trueโ€” he liked to come inside, as deep as he could, and watch it slowly seep out of you over the course of the next half hour before you eventually kicked him out.ย ย 
That goal was getting more and more distant as you kept stroking him with your footโ€” a little faster now.ย  He was panting by this point, and you smiled at the sight of his suppressed desperation.ย  He was getting close, and he could hardly stand it.ย  "Wait," he pleaded, "sweetpeaโ€” stop, not like thisโ€ฆ"
His words resisted, but his hips moved of their own accord and rubbed up against you.ย  You could see the conflict on his face, his eyes shut tightly as his lack of self-control struggled against his greed for more.ย  Percy was never one for delayed gratificationโ€ฆ
"Please, please," he croaked, "just stop and we can get in the bathโ€” baby, can't take much more'a thisโ€ฆ"
"I know," you hummed.
"Don't you wanna feel good too?" he bargained.ย  "I know you like how I fuck yaโ€” ah, shit, m'so close, shit!"
"It's okay, baby, just come," you cooed encouragingly.ย  He hissed in a breath through his teeth, whimpering slightly, and you grinned as you felt his cock pulse against the arch of your foot.ย  "Mm, just like thatโ€ฆ"
You could feel the wetness starting to soak through his pants and seep into your stocking, and you tickled his balls with your toes to make his moans get all high-pitched and whiny.
"Keep goin', honey," you purred.
Obviously, that was a bit redundant since he had no way to stop it; he bucked up against nothing as the stain on his pants grew and the bulge just under it flexed uncontrollably.ย  His eyes were shut and his head tossed back, so thankfully he didn't see you bite your lip at the sight.ย  The other girls didn't like Percy much, for his looks or attitude, so they always acted like you were a saint (or maybe a sinner being punished) for taking him on as a regularโ€” but you thought he was pretty cute, especially like this, blushing and groaning and whimpering your name.
Finally, he seemed to finish up as he relaxed down into the chair with a long sigh.ย  "Good boy," you winked, and he shivered slightly before blinking his eyes open and looking at you again.
"Fuck was that for?" he asked hoarsely, catching his breath.
"I think you are getting a little too proud of how easy you make me come," you explained.ย  "Wanted to remind you that I'm still better at making you lose your cool."
"Well, no kidding," he hissed, "you sure know how to make your living, sweetpea.ย  I never said otherwise.ย  S'no reason to stop me from getting my money's worth outta you."
"Don't worry, baby, you're still gonna get your bath," you smiled, standing up.ย  "I'll wash your clothes for you while the water's getting warmโ€” just so you don't have to put back on your pants with jism in them."
"Hm, figure you should," he agreed, standing up and taking off his vest before he started unbuttoning his shirt, "since it's your fault anyways."
"Oh, please," you rolled your eyes, getting the big basin-stove turned on to heat up the bathwater, "with how excitable you are, bet it happens to ya all the time."
"Does not!" he defended, petulant as ever.ย  "I never even did that to myself when I was a boy!ย  I always had the foresight to find a rag or something to spill into."
โ€œYou canโ€™t even spell โ€˜foresightโ€™,โ€ you rolled your eyes.
โ€œF-O-R-S-I-T,โ€ he announced confidently.
โ€œI stand corrected,โ€ you sighed, dipping your fingers in the water and feeling it was just about where you wanted it.ย  โ€œYouโ€™re so strong, Percy, would you lift this for me?โ€
โ€œSure thing, sweetpea,โ€ he announced proudly, flexing his arms a bit before he picked up the bucket of hot water and poured it into the copper bathtub.ย  He took his boots and pants off next, rather eagerly; the second he was naked, he was slipping into the water with a sigh and you were gathering his clothes to toss into the wicker hamper for washing.
โ€œIโ€™ll be back when these are washed and hung out to dry, alright?โ€ you explained as he sank lower under the waterโ€™s surface.
โ€œDonโ€™t take too long,โ€ he breathed, leaning back and relaxing in the warmth.ย  Smiling to yourself, you carried the basket on your hip as you walked past the bed and slipped out the door back into the hallway.
It was louder out here, when you could hear other girls and clients, even the music downstairs was audible through the floor.ย  This was a pretty classy place, all things consideredโ€” there wasnโ€™t nearly the ruckus youโ€™d find in a normal whorehouse or saloon, those places were dirty in every sense of the word.ย  Not the bathhouse, though, this little oasis in the desert was about peace, cleanlinessโ€ฆ and, of course, shameless prostitution, but it was still better than some other spots.ย  It certainly wasnโ€™t the cheapest, either, and for a higher price you and your fellow good-time girls were held to a much higher standard.ย  You figured that was why a man like Percy, with more time and money than he knew what to do with, came out here: for a better product and a more luxurious experience.
Turning the corner in the hall, you stepped into one of the โ€˜backstageโ€™ areas as they were often calledโ€” the places only employees of the bathhouse could goโ€” where you found several women relaxing and talking with each other in between appointments, in various states of undress.ย  The room was steamy and lit with just one window, old silk curtains draped along the walls, and you glanced longingly at a bottle of gin; you didnโ€™t like to drink on the job, but you made a mental note to come back for a finger or two later.
โ€œWhose clothes are those?โ€ another girlโ€” a friend of yours, Sadieโ€” asked as you walked by, but someone else answered before you.
โ€œDonโ€™t you know?โ€ Margaret (or โ€œMarge,โ€ depending on your familiarity) interjected.ย  โ€œSheโ€™s always got her regular at this time.โ€
โ€œOh,โ€ Sadie rolled her eyes, knowing who your regular was, โ€œpoor thingโ€” those clothes must be filthy.โ€
You dumped the contents of the hamper into a running sink, grimacing slightly as an immediate cloud of dirt and dust filled the water.
โ€œGood Lord,โ€ Sadie winced, โ€œyouโ€™re sure that Dolarhyde boy isnโ€™t a pig farmer?โ€
โ€œNo wonder he asked you to wash his clothes,โ€ a newer girl called Belle, even though her real name was Phoebe, noticed.
โ€œOh, he didnโ€™t ask me to,โ€ you explained, โ€œthey just needed a wash after he made a mess in โ€˜em.โ€
A few of the girls in earshot giggled, and Marge scoffed.ย  โ€œHe seems the type,โ€ she mumbled.
You snatched a bar of soap off of the counter and rubbed it between the clothes, dirty water turning a cloudy-white color from the suds and the scent of lavender filling the air.ย  โ€œHe wonโ€™t be mad when his clothes smell like flowers?โ€ Belle wondered.
โ€œBeats smelling like a fuckinโ€™ stable,โ€ you rolled your eyes.ย ย 
โ€œOh, sweetheart,โ€ Marge cooed condescendingly at Belle, โ€œyou donโ€™t know much about Percy yet.ย  He doesnโ€™t get mad at herโ€” doesnโ€™t stay that way, at least.ย  Sheโ€™s got him wrapped around her finger.โ€
โ€œReally?โ€ Belle smiled, wistful as if she aspired to have a client like yours someday.ย  You wished you could warn herโ€” itโ€™s all fun and games when a client has an affection for you, until you start getting affections of your ownโ€” but you kept washing silently and just listened.
โ€œMm, heโ€™s cominโ€™ by here more and more just to see her, wonโ€™t settle for anyone else,โ€ Marge explained.ย  โ€œWell, maybe for a pretty young thing like youโ€ฆโ€
You hated the twist in your heart when Marge said that, even though you didnโ€™t really believe her.ย  Percy wouldnโ€™t go for a girl like Belle, he needed someone with your experienceโ€” yes, she was pretty, but you and Percy had built such a rapport and you knew just what he liked, he said so himself all the time.ย  That couldnโ€™t be replaced with just anything.
โ€œMore than half her salary is coming out of his pocket,โ€ Marge continued as she nodded in your direction.ย  โ€œThatโ€™s the thingโ€” Madam will tell you itโ€™s all about getting as many customers as you can, but really, if you can get one or two real loyal regulars, youโ€™re set.โ€
โ€œWow,โ€ Belle sighed, taking in all of Margeโ€™s sage advice; you started to wring out Percyโ€™s clothes, relieved that the water was finally running clear.ย  โ€œSo,โ€ the young woman turned her attention to you, โ€œhow do you do it?ย  How do you get a client to fall in love with you?โ€
โ€œWoah there,โ€ you stammered out, โ€œheโ€™s not in love with me.ย  Heโ€™s justโ€ฆ comfortable with me, doesnโ€™t wanna have to teach somebody new what he likes.ย  He can be particular.โ€
โ€œIs he the bossy type?โ€ she asked.
The image of Percy just a few minutes ago, succumbing to the pleasure you forced upon him, begging for relief and release, flashed in your mind.ย  โ€œUh,โ€ you choked, โ€œusually.โ€
โ€œSo what do I do, just try to be charming?โ€ she pressed.
โ€œWell, I suppose,โ€ you shrugged, โ€œand maybe ask them a lot about their lives and suchโ€” be a good listener.ย  Pretend itโ€™s all very interesting.โ€
โ€œAnything else?โ€
Stroke his hair while he falls asleep in your lap.ย  Avoid his personal questions because no oneโ€™s ever asked about you before and you donโ€™t know what to say.ย  Listen to him ramble about his dreams and fears and all the places he wants to take you.ย  Let him kiss you sometimes because he asks so sweetly and you just canโ€™t help yourself, even though youโ€™re not supposed to.
โ€œDonโ€™t let them kiss you,โ€ you heard yourself say, โ€œever.ย  If you donโ€™t follow the rules, they wonโ€™t either.โ€
โ€œGood idea,โ€ Belle agreed.
โ€œSadie, if you hang these out to dry for me, Iโ€™ll make your bed after your next session,โ€ you offered as you held the wet clothes out to her.
โ€œThatโ€™s a done deal,โ€ she smirked as she took them from you and started to walk away.
โ€œSomewhere nice and sunny, want โ€˜em dry by the time heโ€™s done,โ€ you explained, calling out after her.ย  She nodded at you and left through the door to the outside, letting in a bright orange stream of sunlight on her way out.
Not one to leave Percy waiting too long, you returned to the hallway and passed by each door until you found your ownโ€” you had it painted with flowers, to help it stand out from all the others.ย  You were already smiling as you turned the handle and stepped inside, seeing Percy in the tub across the room, who opened his eyes and gave you a relaxed smile.
โ€œHurry up,โ€ he complained playfully, โ€œIโ€™m gettinโ€™ lonely in here.โ€
You rolled your eyes a bit, but bent down anyways to lift your skirt and start rolling your stockings down your legs.ย  You heard him hum quietly and knew he was watching you, so you made sure to let your thin dress slide off your shoulders nice and slow.ย  Most of the customers here wanted to see the ladies in finer wearโ€” maybe to know that their money was going to good useโ€” but Percy always liked you in underwear, thin cotton slips and loose corsets, stuff that fit right in with the bathhouse aesthetic.ย  It was a little ironic, but dressing this way for him made everything feel more intimate; yes, itโ€™s silly, because how much more intimate can it get when youโ€™re having sex with someone?ย  But this was different.ย  It made you feel likeโ€ฆ well, you didnโ€™t like to admit it, but it made you feel like a wife.ย  It was a state of undress that only a husband would see his wife in, while she was getting ready or maybe after sheโ€™d come home on a hot day and just needed to breathe.ย  Youโ€™d be in your slip and heโ€™d lay in bed beside you, and sometimes you thought about what it would be like if he didnโ€™t just call you โ€œsweetpea,โ€ but also โ€œdarlingโ€ and โ€œhoneyโ€ and โ€œdear wife.โ€ย  A man like Percy wasnโ€™t looking for a wife, though, and you werenโ€™t sure what use he would have for oneโ€ฆ but every once in a while you let yourself play pretend in your head for a while.
โ€œDonโ€™t tease me,โ€ he pleaded as you lowered your dress more and more, and finally you let it drop to the floor as he groaned a little.ย  Bare to him and his hungry stare, you scampered across the room to hop in the tub with him; he didnโ€™t make much room for you, happy to force you to entangle yourself with him so you could sink into the water.ย ย 
โ€œLean back,โ€ you cooed, watching him smile and lay his head back until the water soaked his hair just up to his face.ย  He relaxed while you combed your fingers through his dusty-blonde locks, finding some soap nearby to lather into it.
โ€œOh, your fingers are so good,โ€ he purred when you started to massage his scalp.
โ€œYeah?ย  I get that a lot,โ€ you joked.ย  โ€œLetโ€™s let that soak for a while and Iโ€™ll wash your body, okay?โ€
โ€œAlright,โ€ he smirked, โ€œmy shoulders are real soreโ€” make sure you get real deep, sweetpeaโ€ฆโ€
He groaned as you massaged more soap into his skin, digging your fingers into the muscle; you took a bit of your frustration out on him with how hard you rubbed, but he seemed to enjoy it if anything.
โ€œYeah, just like that,โ€ he sighed, relaxing further into your arms.ย  โ€œYouโ€™re so good to meโ€ฆโ€
You smiled a little to yourself, moving your soapy hands down to his chest to lather up some suds there.ย  โ€œYou like this?โ€ you asked softly.
He simply hummed to himself, and breathed through his teeth as you started to massage his arms.ย  He was actually pretty muscular, lean and taut, tanned from the relentless frontier sunโ€ฆ
As your eyes trailed down his body, his toned abdomen and hips, they settled on his cockโ€” still hard, which it tended to be for a while after he came, even if he was down for the count until his next session.ย  You werenโ€™t sure why, but you kept having all these great ideas to tease him today, and you couldnโ€™t resist.
โ€œYou look real good, Percy,โ€ you said, and he smiled wider.
โ€œYeah?โ€ย 
That cocky look dropped right off of his face when your fingers slid down his body and wrapped around his cockโ€” soapy and slick, he shuddered as your grip slid smoothly over his shaft and the ridge of his sensitive head.ย  He looked up at you with a conflicted sort of stare as you smiled coyly down at him.ย  โ€œIโ€™m good with my fingers, huh?โ€ you recalled.
โ€œB-baby, wait,โ€ he whimpered.
โ€œWait for what?โ€ you sighed, lifting yourself up and suddenly straddling himโ€” he looked equal parts hopeful and terrified as he looked up at you.ย  โ€œIโ€™ve been waitinโ€™ for you for days, Percy, I need ya so badโ€” didnโ€™t you say you were gonna make me feel good?ย  Nobodyโ€™s as good as you, baby, you know that.โ€
He bit his lip at the praise, but even all those compliments couldnโ€™t fully soothe his hesitation when you began to guide him to press right up to your opening.ย  "Oh, fuckโ€” sweetpea, hold on," he groaned, "I'm not quite recovered yetโ€”"
"You're hard as a rock, that's good enough for me," you winked, sliding down onto his length as he gripped the sides of the tub hard enough to make you worry he'd dent the copper.ย  You bit your lip, insides clenching involuntarilyโ€” he always filled you so well, but you tried not to show how much it affected you.
"Ah, shit!" he yelped, grabbing your hips as you started to bounce up and down, sloshing the water around you both.ย  "Baby, what are you tryin' to do, kill me?"
"I'm just giving you what you were begging for before, you can take it," you dismissed, struggling slightly to keep track of what you were saying as you adjusted to the stretch.ย  "You always act so proud, talk about how you can fuck me for hoursโ€ฆ what happened to that?"
"What happened is you made me come in my pants," he hissed, "and hopped on my dick a few minutes later while I'm still sore!ย  Fuck, sweetpea, it hurtsโ€ฆ"
"Yeah?ย  I think you like it though," you grinned, sighing as your own pleasure started to build.ย  "It's not too much for you, is it?"
"Yes it is!" he whined, but you felt him starting to move his hips with yoursโ€” poor Percy, he just couldn't help himself.ย  "Ahh, sweetie, you're gonna be the death of me, I swearโ€ฆ"
"Just tell me to stop, and I'll stop," you promised.ย  "Just tell me to stop, honeyโ€” you're payin' after all, I'll do whatever you like.ย  Do you want me to stop?"
He swallowed thickly, eyes trained on your tits as you rode him fast and recklesslyโ€” and finally, he shook his head.ย  "N-no, fuck, don't stop," he groaned.
You laughed proudly, rocking your hips faster as he groaned.ย  "Didn't think so," you cooed.ย  "You like it too much, huh?"
He nodded and you giggled proudly, leaning down to grab the edge of the tub behind his head as you rode him faster.
Of course, that put your tits right in front of his face and, gasping and whining a bit, he slid his wet hands up your stomach to grope your chest.ย  You moaned softly as he kneaded your flesh with calloused fingers, moving your hips slower and with more precision until he let his head fall back with a groan.
โ€œS-sweetpea,โ€ he choked, โ€œfuck, I missed thisโ€ฆโ€
You smiled to yourself; it had been almost a week since his last session, and for him that was like a month without water.ย  He suddenly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you down into him, rutting his hips up into you until you were forced to just go limp and take it.ย  After all that bitching about not being able to go again so soon, he sure had gotten over it quicklyโ€ฆ
Moaning louder, you pressed your face up to the side of his to keep yourself from slipping down into the water, and he held you even tighter until you worried heโ€™d leave bruises in the shape of his fingertips.ย  Just to make you whimper, he gave you one particularly rough thrust, as deep as he could go, before he turned to whisper in your ear.
โ€œYou better get your ass up and get in that damn bed, woman,โ€ he growledโ€” though you felt him smiling, too.
You sat up and carefully slid off of him, climbing out of the tub and starting to reach for a towel before he tutted disapprovingly and gave you a correctional slap on the bottom.
โ€œDonโ€™t you want me to dry you off first?โ€ you said.
โ€œYou know what I wantโ€” get in that bed,โ€ he insisted, but he didnโ€™t give you a chance, grabbing you and pushing you down onto the mattress instantly; both of you were dripping wet still, and he purred as your bodies slid together while he got on top of you.
He smiled down at you, that proud glimmer in his eye, as he placed your legs up on his shoulders and leaned down over you; when he slipped inside again, the angle forced his cock so deep that your back had to arch and your mouth fell open into a low moanโ€” he watched your face carefully as he pushed himself to the very end of you.
โ€œThatโ€™s my girl,โ€ he purred, โ€œtakinโ€™ it so goodโ€” still tight as ever, sweetpeaโ€ฆโ€
Each rock of his hips made you moan louder than the lastโ€” all the other girls thought you put on a show for him, but right now, it was all real.ย  He knew how to hit your spot just right, and he loved watching you fall apart under him.
โ€œYโ€™like that, huh?โ€ he taunted, and you nodded with a gasp.ย  โ€œYour favorite customerโ€™s gonna make you come real hard, babyโ€ฆโ€
Sure, he was mostly just being cocky, but he wasnโ€™t wrongโ€” about being your favorite customer or about making you come.ย  You were closer than you shouldโ€™ve been by now, but watching him make a mess of himself had you all worked up and then he got so aggressiveโ€ฆ it was all very overwhelming.ย  Thankfully, from the sound of his hissing breaths in through his teeth, he was pretty close, too.ย  And he had even less of an excuse than you, having just come so recently!ย  But then again, it had been almost a week since youโ€™d last seen himโ€ฆ and neither of you had come since then.
He chuckled when he shifted his hips and you whimpered loudly.ย  โ€œOh, is that the way you need it?ย  Cโ€™mon and say so, then.โ€
โ€œIโ€” I need it,โ€ you choked, โ€œI need you to fuck me just like that.โ€
โ€œYeah?โ€ he egged you on, your fists gripped the sheets beneath you as he moved faster and rougher.ย  The pressure building inside you was sharp and tingly, almost too much to take, but it felt better and better as you gave into it.
โ€œMโ€™so close,โ€ you gasped, โ€œplease donโ€™t stopโ€” ah!โ€
"Tell me whose you are," he grunted.
"Yours, Percy, all yours," you whined, digging your nails into the sheets so hard now that they were at risk of tearing.
"One more time," he groaned, "I'm gonna finish insideโ€” say it one more time, babyโ€”"
"I'm yours," you sobbed, finally feeling him push his hips against you as deep as possible and start to come.ย  He tossed his head back with a whine, the flex of his cock against your walls in time with his heavy pant; as he reached the end of it (it seemed to go on for a while), he sighed and dropped his head down, wet hair hanging loosely around his face.ย  You were about to ask if he enjoyed himself, but he suddenly kissed youโ€” intense, yet relaxed, as he was still catching his breath.ย  You hummed against his lips and kissed him back, lifting your hands to hold his face gently.
Feeling him smile, you laughed quietly when he pulled back and blinked down at you.ย  Something about the way his cheeks were flushedโ€” maybe from just the hot water, maybe from a little moreโ€” made his green eyes look even brighter, and you bit your lip.
โ€œYou know somethinโ€™, sweetpea?โ€ he breathed.ย  โ€œYou look prettiest just after I filled you up.โ€
He pulled out of you and collapsed onto the bed beside you, staring up at the ceiling with that dazed, joyfully-exhausted look on his face.ย  โ€œYouโ€™ve told me that before,โ€ you remembered.
โ€œWell, I was right,โ€ he chuckled breathlessly.ย  โ€œDamn, you wear me outโ€ฆ I didnโ€™t think I could go again after you played footsie with my family jewelsโ€”โ€
You snorted at the euphemism, feeling him snuggle up to you and bury his face in the crook of your neck.
โ€œAnybody else gonna see you today?" he asked in a mumble, smirking against your skin.ย  "You better wash all a'me out, or you're gonna have customers complaining about their favorite whore bein' all used upโ€ฆ"
It wasnโ€™t until he said that that you realized youโ€™d been in your little fantasy again, pretending you were Mrs. Dolarhyde and not another soiled dove with bills on the dresser.ย  You sighed and sat up on the edge of the bed, grabbing your robe from where it was draped over a lamp so you could slip it over your shoulders.
โ€œHey, my timeโ€™s not up yet, is it?โ€ he pouted, reaching over to tickle your thigh with his fingertips.ย  โ€œYou donโ€™t have to wash up until I leave, right?ย  Just lay here for a while, sweetpeaโ€”โ€
"Do you call me that to try to make me feel bad?" you interrupted, wishing instantly you couldโ€™ve just bit your tongue.ย ย 
โ€œCall you what, โ€˜sweetpeaโ€™?โ€
โ€œNo,โ€ you sighed, turning to face him again as he propped himself up on one elbow.ย  โ€œYou always say things like that afterโ€” call me a whore and all.ย  You shouldn't be judging me, I might be a whore but you're still quite the loyal fuckin' customerโ€”"
"Woah, hey now," he soothed, raising his hands defensively.ย  "I'm not here to judge, I don't think bein' a whore is anything badโ€” I mean, shit, far as I see it you ladies are the heroes of the West.ย  Where would good-for-nothing bastards like me be without you?"
"Then what do you say it like that for?" you frowned.ย  "You get sweet on me, then you say something rudeโ€” and don't tell me you mean it as a compliment, because I can tell when you mean something as a compliment and when you're just trying to get me all confusedโ€ฆ"
"Sweetpea," he breathed, reaching out and pulling you back down onto the bed, wrapping his arms around you.ย  "It's not to confuse you.ย  It's me that's confused.ย  Sometimesโ€ฆ"
He sighed and started over, looking away as you blinked up at him expectantly.
"Sometimes, I forget what this is," he admitted with a little shrug, still not looking back at you.
"What is this?" you asked him earnestly, softly.
"It'sโ€ฆ a business transaction," he decided.ย  "It's a professional and her client.ย  It's your job."
He looked at you, resting a hand on your waist, and your eyes stared up into hisโ€” a strange feeling swirled in your chest, something you remembered distantly as hope.ย  "What else could it be?" you whispered.
He sighed heavily, lifting one hand to your face to brush your damp hair out of the way.ย  "Nothin'," he answered, stroking your cheek with his thumb lightly.ย  "You know that as good as I do.ย  It couldn't be nothin' else but the way you make your money, and the way I spend mine."
You looked down with a little sigh, nodding.ย  โ€œYeah,โ€ you agreed, โ€œI do know.โ€
He planted a kiss on your forehead, and you settled into his arms as he held you close.ย  โ€œCan I stay longer today?ย  I think I might fall asleep if you just let me hold you.โ€
โ€œI have another appointment,โ€ you mumbled into his chest.
โ€œIโ€™ll pay double,โ€ he promisedโ€” it wasnโ€™t an offer, he was telling you that he would stay and pay double afterwards, you knew because he was already sighing deeply and sinking into the pillow, moments from drifting off.
โ€œSleep tight, Percy,โ€ you whispered as you laid your face on his shoulderโ€” you wouldnโ€™t fall asleep, but you could rest your eyes for a whileโ€ฆ yeah, thatโ€™d be alright.
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๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ | when percy is returned to earth, he doesnโ€™t remember his father, his friends, or you. youโ€™re tasked with reminding your husband of all the memories he lost. ๐ฉ๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  | percy dolarhyde (cowboys and aliens, 2011) x fem!reader ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ | smutโ€” fingering (f!receiving), slight dom!percy, pain kink, breeding kink, housewife kink (kinda), creampie, reunion sex, mentions of arranged marriage, reader and percy have a history of fighting, memory loss ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐žย |ย this is @mustyrosewaterโ€‹โ€˜s fault blame her but also *pushes hair behind ear* hey percy whatโ€™s upย // taglist blog:ย @cremebruhleewritesโ€‹
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โ€œPercy!โ€ you cried, searching the crowd of lethargic people for him. Colonel Dolarhyde led the way, and, the moment you saw your husband, you couldnโ€™t help the cry that left your throat. He looked exhausted, his several-day ordeal having been taxing, no doubt, covered in dirt and grime, blood dried by his ears. Those big green eyes of his were blown out to almost nothing, his hair curled behind his ears. Your poor Perce had been through a lot, and you couldnโ€™t stop yourself from running to him and hugging him tightly. โ€œJesus, honey, I thought I lost you!โ€ You nestled your head under his chin and, even though he stunk something awful, you didnโ€™t want to let go. Percy was safe, Percy was alive, and Percy was home.ย 
His arms went around you, his grip strong but almost hesitant, as if he were afraid that you would disappear if he moved too fast. You didnโ€™t even want to think about the nasty things you had said to him when you saw him last, the night he was taken up into that odd ship in the sky. You had stood outside his cell at the sheriffโ€™s department and berated him for his foolhardy actions with the gun that day, and he had fought back, as always. You had never really liked Percy; you had grown up in Absolution, Arizona, the smallest of small towns, only alive because of Colonel Dolarhydeโ€™s cattle route, and you had learned several months prior that you were engaged to the colonelโ€™s son, whether you wanted to be or not. Back then, you absolutely hated Percy. He was annoying, entitled, and he thought that he was better than everybody else in Absolution, and he didnโ€™t have any issue with reminding you of it. It seemed as if Percy was equally tolerant of the marriage as you were, not even bothering to show up to the small ceremony that your father had negotiated. Instead, you found him at the saloon, already drunk. That night was your very first fight, the first of many. Percy tried to act as if he intended to come to the wedding but had gotten the time wrong, and you didnโ€™t believe him for a second. โ€œJust admit to me that you donโ€™t care enough about me to even pretend to wanna be married!โ€ you told him.ย 
โ€œMaybe I donโ€™t!โ€ Percy told you, his words slurred together. โ€œMaybe I donโ€™t wanna be married, ya think of that? Iโ€™m โ€˜bout as happy about this as you are, and, yโ€™know, if thereโ€™s some way I could manage my way outta this, Iโ€™d do it! Being married to a bitch like you ainโ€™t gonna prolong my life!โ€ย 
That night was also the first night you laid with Percy. Somewhere during the night and during your yelling, you and Percy moved closer and closer and closer to each other until you were chest-to-chest, nose-to-nose, and the heat radiating off of his chest was too powerful to resist. You grabbed him by his cravat (silk, of course bought for him by his father) and dragged him into a kiss, and he instantly grabbed your face and kissed back. He tasted like whisky, and his body was hot as he wrapped his arms around you and lifted you off the ground to wrap your legs around his waist. The bed squeaked as Percy tossed you down, and he hurried to unbutton your dress and expose your skin to him. You had never been around a man who seemed like such an animal, and Percy fit the bill as he pulled off your dress and petticoats to reach your body. You hardly had time to unbutton Percyโ€™s pants before he was turning you around and running his fingers along your cunt. โ€œLook at that,โ€ he laughed, biting at the skin of your neck. โ€œLittle whoreโ€™s all ready for me, even though youโ€™re mad. Are ya really mad, darlinโ€™, or are ya just pretendinโ€™?โ€ย 
โ€œShut up,โ€ you told him, reaching behind you and digging your nails into the skin of his hip. He winced, biting harder at your neck, and you added, โ€œAre you gonna fuck me or not, Percy?โ€ย 
Percy laughed again. โ€œPretty girl using naughty words,โ€ he said. โ€œI like when my women get a little frisky, gets me all hot up under my collar. You wanna ask again? Nicer this time, though, Missus Dolarhyde.โ€ย 
โ€œGod, just fuck me!โ€ you cried, and his hand slammed over your mouth to keep you quiet as he pushed his hard cock into you. โ€œCanโ€™t fucking believe Iโ€™m letting you fuck me,โ€ you added, muffled by his palm.ย 
โ€œOh, believe it, darlinโ€™,โ€ Percy laughed. โ€œGod, your pussy feels so good, at least your father was right when he promised me a virgin.โ€ And so, Percy fucked you, moaning into your neck and marking your skin with his teeth, and he apologized to you once you were leaking cum, both yours and his. โ€œMโ€™sorry,โ€ he mumbled, laying with you on the bed and pushing your hair out of your face. โ€œMaybe I didnโ€™t care too much โ€˜bout gettinโ€™ married, but you proved me wrong. Iโ€™ll love ya, darlinโ€™, just as much as I can manage.โ€ Then, his words from before finally sank in, and you sat up, pushing him away.ย 
โ€œMy father promised me to you?โ€ you repeated. โ€œYou knew about this from the start, you lied to me!โ€ย 
But, as much as you fought and made up and fought again, you did love Percy. When he wasnโ€™t drunk or acting like a damn fool, he was a good husband. His fatherโ€™s wealth kept you well-fed and dressed, and Percy would bring you flowers when he came home in the evenings. He would wrap his arms around you as you made dinner and softly inquire about your day, and he would snuffle at your neck like a dog to make you laugh. Of course, the domestic nights were few and far between, and you typically spent your nights getting Percy out of whatever trouble he had found himself in, and then berating him for getting into trouble in the first place. Those nights, you followed your routine: you two would fight, then make angry, furious love, and then quietly promise each other to never fight again, until the next time Percy did something bad.ย 
Thatโ€™s why tears pricked at your eyes as Percyโ€™s hug grew tighter and more confident around you, and you whispered, โ€œOh, thank God, Perce.โ€
Percy finally let you go, and his warm hand came up to cup your cheek, the way he always did before he kissed you. But he looked confused, like it was his first time making the movement. โ€œPercy?โ€ you whispered. โ€œHoney, answer me, is something wrong?โ€ย 
โ€œWhโ€ฆโ€ your husband began, his wife eyes flicking to his pa, then back to you. His pale cheeks grew red as he looked at you, never lifting his eyes from your mouth, and he finally said, โ€œWhoโ€™re you?โ€ย 
You sniffled as you laughed. โ€œYou and your jokes,โ€ you whispered as you shook your head. โ€œNowโ€™s not the time, though, honey, are you hurt?โ€
โ€œNo,โ€ Percy began. His voice was the same but slow and mumbling, like he was struggling to speak, and he said, โ€œI donโ€™t remโ€™mber much.. Whoโ€™re you?โ€
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Percy was ravenous once you got him home, and he ate just about everything in your house. The house was small, but it was yours, and you sat at the dinner table as Percy ate. You watched him anxiously, hoping that something about the houseโ€” the smell of it, the look of the bed, the flowers on the counter or the pictures on the wallโ€” would spark his memory, but he seemed wholly unaffected. โ€œThank you,โ€ he mumbled once he was finished with his food, and you sighed.ย 
โ€œPerce,โ€ you whispered, and you reached out for his hand. โ€œDo you remember anything now?โ€
Your husband looked around the tiny one-room home, and he slowly shook his head. โ€œI feel like I should,โ€ he said. โ€œBeing home, butโ€ฆ But I canโ€™t.โ€ You sighed heavily, your chin wobbling as you held back tears, and Percy squeezed your hand. โ€œI-I know I love you. I donโ€™t gotta remember that, I already knew that. I know youโ€™re my wife, but I donโ€™t remember how we met or nothing.โ€ย 
You pursed your lips, and you let your hand fall from Percyโ€™s grip. โ€œWe were children,โ€ you told him. โ€œAll the children in Absolution went to this one schoolhouse, and you were sat on the other side of the aisle from me. The-The boys were separated from the girls back then, probably for good reason. Youโ€ฆ You used to tug on my braids and laugh at me when I got mad. My momma used to tell me it was because you liked me, and I guess, yโ€™knowโ€ฆ Thatโ€™s true.โ€
โ€œIโ€™ve always liked you?โ€ Percy asked.
โ€œApparently so,โ€ you said, and Percy laughed softly.
โ€œYou are really pretty,โ€ Percy told you. โ€œHow did I start courting you?โ€
โ€œYou really didnโ€™t,โ€ you shrugged. โ€œUmm, I was told that our fathers arranged a marriage between us, but I later found out thatโ€ฆThat you lied to me, and you were part of making the arrangements from the beginning.โ€
โ€œOh,โ€ Percy mumbled. His thin eyebrows wrinkled together as he thought, and he said, โ€œAm I usually like that? Lyinโ€™ to you and all?โ€ย 
You wanted to deny him and tell him no, but he deserved to know the truth. โ€œYes,โ€ you said, and you watched his face fall. โ€œYou very regularly lie to me, yell at me, disrespect meโ€ฆ We fight a lot, nearly every day.โ€ย 
โ€œOh, God,โ€ Percy mumbled. โ€œIโ€™m so sorry, darlinโ€™. Iโ€™m sure I donโ€™t mean it.โ€ย 
You shrugged. โ€œWe just donโ€™t like each other,โ€ you told him. โ€œItโ€™s not a big deal, my mom and dad didnโ€™t like each other either.โ€ย 
โ€œIt shouldnโ€™t be that way, though,โ€ Percy said. โ€œI mean, I mustโ€™a wanted to marry ya for some reason. Thereโ€™s no way I just plain donโ€™t like ya.โ€ย 
You tried not to dwell on it for too long. You stood up and started to gather dishes, just as you did every night, but Percy stopped you. โ€œSit down,โ€ he told you. โ€œYouโ€™ve been runninโ€™ โ€˜round all day, Iโ€™ll do this.โ€ย 
โ€œAre you sure?โ€ you asked. โ€œI-I usually do that.โ€ย 
โ€œSounds like Iโ€™m a shit-poor husband,โ€ Percy chuckled lightly, but you could tell he was in his head about it. โ€œI donโ€™t do nothinโ€™ โ€˜round the house?โ€
โ€œSometimes you help me clean,โ€ you said with a shrug. โ€œYou keep me company while I cookโ€ฆ Even though youโ€™re just mostly in my way.โ€ You smiled at your poor attempt at a joke, and then said, โ€œYouโ€™re just never really around to do stuff for me.โ€
โ€œWell, where the hell am I at, if not here?โ€ Percy asked. He transferred all the dishes to the small washtub you had next to the stove, and he pulled up his pants a bit before he knelt down and gathered the slim bar of soap. It was a sight you had never seen before, and the thought that it was so unlike the Percy you knew brought tears to your eyes. However, when Percy heard your sniffles, he undoubtedly thought that the question was the cause of your distress. โ€œOh, little darlinโ€™, please donโ€™t cry, I donโ€™t wanna make you cry.โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re always at that damn saloon!โ€ you sobbed finally, and Percy dropped the bar of soap into the water and came to your side, kneeling in front of you and resting his forehead against your knee. You had helped him wash all the blood and grime off of himself when you first got home, and his dark ginger hair was still drying, and it was damp to the touch when you carded your fingers through his hair. โ€œAnd thatโ€™s why we fight, you come home drunk and you donโ€™t give a damn โ€˜bout our home or โ€˜bout meโ€ฆ โ€˜Bout nothing!โ€
โ€œIโ€™m sorry,โ€ Percy said softly. He looked up at you from his place on the floor, his big green eyes wet with tears, and he mumbled, โ€œI-I remember something.โ€ย 
โ€œWhat is it?โ€ you sniffled, and you hurried to wipe your cheeks dry. โ€œWhat do you remember, honey?โ€
โ€œI remember you sittinโ€™ here, crying,โ€ Percy started. โ€œI donโ€™t remember what about, but I was standinโ€™ over thereโ€”โ€ Percy gestured across the house, next to the bed, โ€œAnd I was justโ€ฆ Beinโ€™ plum awful to you. Callinโ€™ ya names, accusingโ€™ ya of being with other menโ€ฆ Jesus, Iโ€™m sorry. I donโ€™t ever wanna make you feel bad like this again. I hate seeinโ€™ ya cry, baby, can you give me a smile?โ€ His hands smoothed up your leg, pushing your skirt and petticoats just a little high to expose your knee, and he gently kissed your knee, covered by your cotton stocking. โ€œWhat do I gotta do to see that smile?โ€
You were afraid to ask. Typically, that sort of request got you a laugh and a drunken โ€œFuckinโ€™ do it yourself, slutโ€, and your heart hurt at the idea that this new Percy would react the same way as he used to. But you knew he wouldnโ€™t, there was no way he could. โ€œWill youโ€ฆโ€ you started, and you shook your head. It was too intimidating to even ask, even though he was your husband.ย 
โ€œWill I what, baby?โ€ Percy asked. โ€œWhat do you want? Iโ€™ll do anything to see your smile.โ€ย 
โ€œJust give me a kiss,โ€ you said, even though thatโ€™s nowhere close to what you really wanted from him. โ€œThatโ€™s all I want.โ€ย 
Percy rose to his knees to reach your face, and his big, warm hands cupped your cheeks. Without a word of complaint, Percy leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, and you threw your arms around him and kissed back. It had been so long since Percy had just kissed you, and the feeling of his warm mouth was a better feeling that you could have ever remembered. Your dear husband was there, and he wasnโ€™t ever going to leave. It warmed your heart, and you sniffled as you pulled away from his kiss. โ€œThank you, Percy,โ€ you whispered, and you gently touched his face, smoothing your thumb down his cheek.ย 
โ€œWhenโ€™s the last time I made love to you?โ€ Percy asked. His hands lightly touched your knees and almost threatened to go higher, his forefinger and thumb capturing the edge of your dress.ย 
โ€œI think it was the night before you were taken,โ€ you said. โ€œYou were drunk, and we fought, and we always made up by fuckinโ€™.โ€
โ€œNo, no,โ€ Percy said, shaking his head. โ€œProper made love to you? All nice and shit, the way you deserve to be treated. When was that?โ€ย 
You had to think. You and Percy had been married for about a year, and you couldnโ€™t remember a time when he wasnโ€™t drunk while you had sex. โ€œNever, I think,โ€ you said. โ€œYou were always drunk.โ€ย 
โ€œAlways?โ€ Percy repeated, and you nodded. โ€œBut not the first time, though, right?โ€ย 
โ€œEven the first time,โ€ you said through your nod, and Percy looked off to the side. He obviously was holding back words, no doubt at his state as a husband, and he finally sighed.ย 
โ€œIโ€™m sorry,โ€ he told you firmly. โ€œYa hear me? I am sorry for the shit Iโ€™ve done to you, and I will be better for you. Iโ€™ve gotta be, what sorta man am I if I don't love you right? I promise you that Iโ€™ll do better.โ€ย 
Percyโ€™s fingers still played with your dress, and you leaned forward to meet him in a kiss again. He did more this time, though, his arms going around you and lifting you up to embrace him. He broke the kiss to bury his face in your neck, and he laid quick, hurried kisses to the skin that peaked above your collar. You could tell that he wanted to right all of his wrongs, this one included, and you carefully pushed him away in order to see his pretty face. Percy truly was beautiful, his high cheekbones and plump mouth all so inviting, and you whispered, โ€œPercy, will you make love to me?โ€ย 
Percy smiled, his blinking slow and pleased, and he said, โ€œI was waiting for you to ask, darlinโ€™.โ€ He captured you in his arms again, and he pulled you back to him to kiss him. The kiss this time was messy and unbridled, your husbandโ€™s brutish animal side coming through. His arms were nice and tight around you as his tongue sneaked between your lips, and you couldnโ€™t help but break the kiss to smile and giggle. โ€œWhatโ€™s so funny, darlinโ€™?โ€ Percy asked, setting a soft kiss on your cheek.ย 
โ€œYou havenโ€™t kissed me like this in a long time,โ€ you told him, and Percyโ€™s muddy green eyes twinkled as he lifted you up into his grip. He carried you nicely to the bed, just big enough for the two of you on the nights that Percy actually came home to sleep.ย 
He set you down, the springs of the bed creaking underneath you, and he said, โ€œAll the more reason to do it, then.โ€ Percy kissed you again, his warm hands sliding up your legs, and he began to roll down your stockings from your leg. His kisses moved from your mouth to your neck, and he abandoned your stockings to undo the buttons on your dress. His teeth nipped at your neck as he worked to unclothe you, and you helped him when his fingers struggled with the small buttons. Percy smiled into your neck, and he said, โ€œI remember something.โ€ย 
You gasped, and pulled his head from your neck, and you quickly asked, โ€œWhat? What do you remember?โ€ย 
โ€œI rememberโ€ฆโ€ Percy began, and he settled his face back in your neck, and he began to make little grunts and sniffles into your neck, biting and swiping his nose against your skin. He was doing his snuffling routine that always made you laugh and, just like before, you giggled and batted at his head playfully. โ€œI remember ya liked that.โ€
โ€œI do,โ€ you told him. โ€œItโ€™s just funny.โ€ย 
โ€œYa like it when I kiss your neck?โ€ Percy asked, and his playful snuffles turned into nice kisses, his mouth open and his tongue laving your warm skin. A soft moan slipped from your mouth and you carded your fingers through Percyโ€™s long hair and tugged as his teeth joined. You knew he was making little marks on your neck as he bit at you, but you just couldnโ€™t tell him to stop.ย 
Percy resumed his job of undressing you, working quickly to expose your bare skin to him, and your fingers rejoined his. Soon, your dress was loose enough to shuck down your body, and Percy kissed your skin the whole way down, every inch of flesh exposed to him being lavished by his tongue. โ€œYou taste goodโ€ฆโ€ Percy mumbled against your breasts, and he carefully took your nipple between his front teeth. The sting of it made you gasp, but he soothed the sting with his warm tongue, and you moaned. โ€œSound good, too.โ€ย 
You went to his clothes, unbuttoning his vest and shirt and pants, and you hurried to get him naked. Every inch of Percy was beautiful, and you hooked your legs around his waist once he was finally bare to you. His cock was hard, a sight for your sore, aroused eyes, and you dragged him into a messy and hurried kiss, all teeth and tongue. Your husband didnโ€™t stop his hungry hands from feeling all over you, and you finally cried out when his fingers brushed your wet cunt. Your skin throbbed at his touch, and Percy smiled into your mouth.ย 
โ€œYa miss me that much?โ€ Percy chuckled. โ€œAll wet from the sightโ€™a me, what a good little wife.โ€
You could tell that Percy was in no mood to take his time, and neither were you, so you were glad when Percy quickly pulled your legs open and spit down onto your cunt. โ€œGood girl,โ€ he whispered. โ€œGonna take my cock, sweet thing.โ€ย 
โ€œPercy,โ€ you whimpered. Your hands touched his chest, feeling the sparse hair he had there, and you whined out, โ€œFuck me, Percy, please.โ€
โ€œSuch a dirty mouth,โ€ Percy chuckled, and you smiled. Each passing second, he was becoming more and more like his old self, but the version of him that you liked, the version that brought you flowers and held you as you slept and cracked jokes. You remembered the old Percy loving it when you cursed, and it seemed that the new Percy liked it as well.ย 
Percy held his cock in his hand and guided himself between your slick folds, and the stretch of your body around his thick, heavy cock had you moaning and letting your head fall back. Percy fixated on your neck again, kissing your skin and sinking his teeth into your flesh, and he slowly filled you with his cock. Every inch made you feel more lightheaded, and you grabbed at every part of him you could reach to urge him further in. Your fingers greedily claimed his hips and his shoulders and you kissed him the whole time. Your fingernails dug into his taut ass, his muscles flexing as he started to fuck into you, and he hissed through his teeth at the pain. You began to pull away, but Percyโ€™s big hand grabbed you by the throat. โ€œI didnโ€™t tell ya to quit,โ€ he said through gritted teeth.ย 
โ€œI-I thought it hurt,โ€ you mumbled, and Percyโ€™s hand squeezed your throat just enough for you to gasp. The feeling of your blood pulsing in your ears heightened the throbbing of your slick walls, and you could suddenly feel every inch of Percyโ€™s rigid cock, splitting you open.
โ€œIt did,โ€ he said. โ€œBut I ainโ€™t say stop. Scratch me up all you want, little darlinโ€™; I marked up your neck enough, you can do that.โ€ย 
โ€œOh, God,โ€ you groaned, and your hands flew up to your neck. You could already feel the tender skin bruising from his teeth and lips, and you added, โ€œYour fatherโ€™s gonna see that.โ€ย 
โ€œFuck him,โ€ Percy whispered. Swiftly, he situated a hand under your thighs, and he lifted your legs up, opening you up completely to him. โ€œBeen wantinโ€™ to do this to ya for ages.โ€
โ€œDo what?โ€ you asked.ย 
โ€œGive you my baby,โ€ Percy whispered on an exhale, grunting as he fucked you hard. The bed hit the wall with every aggravated thrust, and you dug your fingernails into his shoulders and back as you moaned. โ€œFuck, darlinโ€™, cominโ€™ home and seeing ya all big with my babyโ€ฆ Been waitinโ€™ for me, making dinner, greetinโ€™ me with a big kiss, lettinโ€™ me feel him kick inside yaโ€ฆ I remember dreaminโ€™ โ€˜bout this.โ€ย 
โ€œOh, Percy,โ€ you cooed. โ€œYou remembered something else!โ€ย 
โ€œItโ€™s funny,โ€ Percy began. โ€œThe longer Iโ€™m inside you, the more Iโ€™m rememberinโ€™. Like, I remember wanting to have a son.โ€
โ€œA son,โ€ you echoed, and you pulled him into a gentle kiss. โ€œI wanna give you a son, Percy. Iโ€™d love to do that.โ€ย 
That seemed to renew some of Percyโ€™s vigour, because his thrusts grew quicker and his grip tighter on your thighs. โ€œMโ€™gonna fuck ya so good,โ€ Percy mumbled lowly, almost to himself. โ€œAnd nine months from now, youโ€™ll gimme that son we want.โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™ll give you everything you want,โ€ you whispered to him, breathless from you nearing orgasm.ย 
โ€œI ainโ€™t need everything,โ€ Percy told you. You felt his cock throbbing inside you, threatening to spill at any moment, and you felt that familiar tingle in your own belly and legs. โ€œI only need you, darlinโ€™.โ€ย 
โ€œPercy, Iโ€™m gonna cum,โ€ you whispered frantically, scratching down his back. Your husband groaned at the pain and hung his head, and you pushed his hair from his eyes as his thrusts became sloppy and uneven, each second growing closer and closer to his release. โ€œPercyโ€”โ€ย 
โ€œCome on, girl,โ€ he huffed. โ€œYou can do it, fuckinโ€™ cum for me. Cum for your husband.โ€ย 
Your hands fell from his marked back and onto the bed, and you gripped the bedsheets for dear life as Percy fucked you. You didnโ€™t feel like you were in control of your own body as your back arched up, and the hot fire in your belly dissipated as you came. It felt like heaven, and you felt Percyโ€™s warm hand capture your face before he kissed you. The kiss was soft, not greedy or wanting anymore, and Percy gave a high, strangled moan into your mouth as he too finished. He stilled for just a moment, letting the feeling of it wash over him, and you felt his pulse heighten, his cock throbbing inside you.
After a momentโ€™s respite, Percy began to weakly fuck into you, and the wet sound of it made your face burn in shame and a latent arousal. โ€œGotta make sure it takes,โ€ he whispered against your lips, and he kissed you again. He hissed at the overstimulation on his cock, and you shushed him gently as you pulled him down to you, helping him lay down. Still inside you, he let his full weight settle on top of you, and you brushed back his hair and kissed the side of his face.ย 
โ€œThank you, Perce,โ€ you whispered. โ€œIโ€™m glad youโ€™re home.โ€ย 
โ€œI remember something else,โ€ Percy whispered in your ear.ย 
โ€œOh yeah?โ€ you asked. โ€œWhat is it?โ€ย 
โ€œI love you,โ€ he told you. โ€œIโ€™ve never been good at showinโ€™ it, and Iโ€™m not sure if Iโ€™ll get better, but I love you. The story you told me, how I used to pull your hair and your momma said it was because I liked youโ€ฆโ€ Playfully, he took a few tendrils of your hair and tugged at them, and you laughed. โ€œShe was right. Iโ€™ve loved you since before I knew what love was.ย  Please donโ€™t you go forgettinโ€™ that.โ€
โ€œI wonโ€™t, baby,โ€ you told him. โ€œI never could.โ€ย 
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multifandomfanfictionblog ยท 3 years ago
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โ€ข | You're my toy.. | โ€ข Percy dolarhyde x fem!reader
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A/N: I also will write gn!reader and male!reader!! - xoxo
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warnings: 18+!!, pinning to the wall, swearing, unprotected sex, and multiple orgasms.
โ€ข You were just waiting outside of one of the buildings, waiting for Percy to get done whatever he was doing.. suddenly you heard a door open, "M' all done in there.." Percy said. "Percy!! Come here.." you said smiling, "why don't ya come over here, love? You froze by the word because he's never said anything like that to you before. "P-Percy.. you've never said things like that to me before, I'm shocked you said that.." you said looking down, he just stayed silent but walked toward you until both of y'all's lips were barely touching. You leaned in and kissed him sloppy but roughly, he kissed back while his hands roamed all over your body. "We can't do this here, Percy.. we need to go somewhere private." You said putting your arms around his neck and you put your legs around him which he lifted you up more n' kept kissing you very sloppy.
โ€ข He carried you to a private building were no one would see you two, when y'all two entered.. you couldn't help but grind your body with his (he helped you get down) which made him groan. "Percy.. I need you.." you begged, he smirked and pinned you to the wall. "You're such a needy little whore, aren't you?" He said while taking off your shirt, bra, pants and panties off. "Hey! You're still dressed! " You whined, Percy took off all his clothes and rubbed his cock against your wet folds. "You're so wet, baby.." he said smiling, "You ready baby?" Percy said pushing the tip in a bit which made you moan. "Y-Yes.." you replied,
โ€ขPercy slammed into you and it made you scream loudly but he had to cover your mouth to be quiet, he started to thrust in and out slow. "Faster, please!" You begged and he quickens the pace faster. "You're mine, my toy..." He said in a deep, low voice. "I-im g-gonna c-cum!!" You moaned, "cum for me, baby.." Percy said while putting one of his fingers on your clit and moving it around it circles, pressuring it which felt like fucking heaven. You then felt a knot in your stomach which your orgasm took over you and you screamed. "I'm not done with you yet.." he said as he pulled out and got down to were your clit was and shoved his tongue in there. "Percy!!" You moaned as you gripped onto his hair, and you could feel another orgasm coming up. "Percy!! I'm gonna cum again!!" You moaned gripping harder which made him whimper.
โ€ข "cum for me like the good slut you are.." Percy said while going deeper with his tongue, and you cummed again.. which you screamed again that anyone could've heard you. Your legs were shaking but you were in heaven..
Another A/N: I liked this one a bit more, but what do y'all think? And thaddius might be next ;)
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finniestoncrane ยท 2 years ago
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There's Fire In Your Belly
Chapter 1
Percy Dolarhyde x Female!Reader, word count: 1.8k i cannot cope with how down bad i am for greasy bastards and cowboys any longer so here we are i guess. this was going to be a one-shot but i had a lot of feelings to get out...anyway, cheers to my lovely lil buds @sweetums0kitty and @e-moneyyy for encouraging this ;-; request info โ€ข prompt list โ€ข send me a request โ€ข kofi minors DNI!! ๐Ÿ”ž cw for nsfw stuff: language, misogyny, marking, ropes, guns, violence, voyeurism, forceful behaviour, spanking, bondage, posessiveness, mean cowboys with bad attitudes
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Somewhat arid and lonesome, you had hoped the New Mexico territory would be a safe space for you. For so long all you had hoped for was to live normally, putting everything you had done, everyone you had been, behind you. No longer suffering from the outlaw status that dogged you, you were optimistic that the semi-isolated town of Absolution might be a safe place. And with enough distance between you and your past, it might never be able to catch up to you. A letter sent ahead to the inn, your luggage paid to be escorted by train and to be collected by the landlord, you chose to travel by horse. Stations were risky, there was always the possibility that you might be recognised from an old and faded wanted poster. There was no grey in this country. Everything was black and white, and in the eyes of the law you were once, and always would be, a criminal, no matter the circumstances that led you to that life.
But you were desperate to be normal now. Youโ€™d be calm, cause no problems. Youโ€™d strive to behave decently and work for a living. Some sense of stability, normalcy, no one to lead you astray who knew your proficient skills, all of which were devious and tended to lend themselves better to a life of robbery and violence. Pulling into the town, you hitched up outside of the general store, across the dirt crossroads from the inn where you waved at the man pulling your cases inside. Some provisions were needed for your journey to the outskirts of town, where you were set to start work on a ranch as one of the hands. Womenโ€™s work had never suited you, and no one had bothered when you said you were willing to work the womenโ€™s wage for the tougher work. Money was money, they were glad to pay you less, and you were glad to receive it.
Inside the store, the dust settled, glistening in the sun beams from the two windows at the front and back. Floorboards creaking under your step, you offered a polite and soft smile to the man behind the counter. He had looked you up and down, in your pants, shirt and boots, not befitting the ladylike ideals they instilled on women in a place like this. But your face had always been kind and welcoming, and that usually eased the gentle-senses of the menfolk. As you picked through the cans, tonics and medicines, you heard the ring of the bell at the front, not turning to check at first until you heard the voice call out.
โ€œWell, hey there beautiful!โ€
You lifted your head from where you stared at the various tinned foods, but still kept your head and gaze forward. Not before you could feel his hot breath on your neck did you turn to the side slightly.
โ€œCan I help you, sir?โ€
โ€œSir!? Oh, I like you already.โ€
โ€œI canโ€™t say the same, if youโ€™ll excuse me.โ€
He brought a hand up and rested it against your stomach, holding you back lightly from walking to the counter. The older man behind it began to speak.
โ€œNow, Percy, ainโ€™t no reason to-โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t remember askinโ€™ you, old man.โ€ He took a few slow and steady steps around to your front, looking down at you, his tall and slender frame somehow still imposing. As he spoke to you now, in such close quarters, you could smell the putrid, sweet stench of alcohol and years of grime on his breath. โ€œWhatโ€™s your name, darlinโ€™?โ€
โ€œThat doesnโ€™t usually matter to your types.โ€
โ€œSo cold. Itโ€™s hardly befitting of a lady to speak to your superiors like that.โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t know who you are, mister, but no man who has walked in from the street is my superior.โ€
You attempted to side step and walk past him, but he met you, doing a short back and forth dance with you in the middle of the store, before he stepped forward and knocked you back, your body clattering softly against the shelves. He brought one hand up to lean on the shelf, close to your head. The other, he held in front of his face, inspecting his nails, the dirt underneath which was black and thick.
โ€œIโ€™m afraid Iโ€™m not just some man, darlinโ€™. Youโ€™ll learn that soon enough. But why save yourself the embarrassment laterโ€ he leaned his face into yours, filthy fingers trailing up your forearm, โ€œwhen you could just accept my interests now. Itโ€™ll be less humiliating for you when you come begging after me in the future.โ€
โ€œHmmmโ€ you let out a contented sigh, smiling sweetly up at him, โ€œif it ever happens, it will be safe to assume that Iโ€™ll have taken a kick to the head by some disturbed mule.โ€
โ€œCanโ€™t make you any dumber than you already are.โ€ He laughed, hand grazing your arm and finding itโ€™s way to your hip. The contact was too much. For all that you wanted to be decent. Pleasant, not a trouble in town, this was more than you could stand. With a quick, split-second movement, you brought your head back and quickly forward again, the perfect height to crack into the soft bump of his nose, which began to bleed profusely. Not as tough as he had been a minute ago, he let out a soft whimper and began stumbling to the door, blood trailing on the floor boards behind him. With a quick apology, and leaving more money than you had to, you paid for your goods and collecting them in your satchel, leaving the store and heading straight to the inn, not even making an effort to search the streets for this Percy character. Your bags were waiting in your room, key in your hand and assurance that a wagon had been hired to take you to your new job in the morning, despite the brief conflict there had been much worse days in your life.
A nightโ€™s sleep had done you the world of good. Barely thinking of your interaction with that man, who you knew you would likely never meet again, for more than five minutes after you had entered the odd luxury of four walls and a roof, a bath and a rest in a bed with a proper mattress had lightened your mood. Your luggage and provisions, as well as yourself, loaded into the wagon, you had set off on the entirely pleasant and mercifully short journey through fields and ranch boundaries to the ranch where you were to work and stay for the foreseeable future. Excited about the mundanity of it all, you were pleased to lay back on the wooden bed of the wagon and watch the clouds go by as you fast approached your new and normal future.
Your luggage was gathered at the other end by two fellow ranch hands, who showed you to the hand in charge and showed you your tent by the camp where the workers stayed. Some of them had wives, families, it was like a little community just on the edges of the main ranch buildings, across from the barn and a short walk from the main house. From where you were, you could see an older man standing on the porch, who began to walk over to you and the other hands. He was followed slowly behind by a younger looking figure. Upon reaching you, the older gentleman shook your hand, hesitating at first when he really took stock of how feminine your body was, obviously wondering if you would be able to keep up with the work you had agreed to take on. But your handshake was strong, and reassuring, and Colonel Woodrow Dolarhyde warmed to you quickly, thankfully. He gestured at the figure approaching at a sulking, glacial pace.
โ€œAnd this is my son, heโ€™ll show you around. I have business to attend to, if youโ€™ll excuse me, miss.โ€ He tipped his hat to you, before turning on his heel in the dirt and yelling after the other man. โ€œGet a move on Percy!โ€
Your heart dropped. It couldnโ€™t possibly have been the same one. There was no way on godโ€™s green earth that fate could be this cruel to you. But as he approached closer, you could see the look of recognition in his face turn to sickening pleasure as he sneered at you. Not offering a handshake, he looked you up and down where you stood, gaze lingering on your frame.
โ€œLooks like I am your superior after all, then.โ€ He leaned in close, whispering into your ear. โ€œAnd I am going to make you regret your actions in town, little lady.โ€ He stepped back, laughing loudly and slapping your arm, smacking the back of another ranch hand who was standing off to your side. ย ย โ€œNow, ainโ€™t you boys got work to do? Donโ€™t be standing around here all day. Get to it you lazy asses!โ€ He spat to the ground where they were standing.
The look of disappointment, of simmering rage, must have been plainly obvious on your face and you were making no effort to conceal it.
โ€œYou ok there, missy?โ€
โ€œYes.โ€
โ€œYesโ€ฆwhat?โ€
You sighed
โ€œYes, sir. Mister Dolarhyde.โ€
โ€œMmm, sounds sweet.โ€
You turned to walk away from him and he gripped your arm, pulling you back around to face him, his fingers pressed into your skin as he held you in place, face close enough to yours that you could smell his breath again, just as overwhelmingly sickening as it had been the day before.
โ€œI know youโ€™re not as innocent as you play. I can see it in your eyes. Thereโ€™s something just under the surface. No normal woman would dare pull what you did the other day. Youโ€™re a criminal, I can smell it on ya, and I donโ€™t like the idea of a criminal on my property.โ€
The pressure of his fingers on your flesh, his dirty nails stabbing into you even through the flannel of your shirt, was enough to instil just a bit of fear in you. Not in reaction to Percy and his attempt at a brutish threat, but more at the build up inside of you that you struggled to suppress. The last thing you needed was to cause a fuss on the first day of your new life. Breathing in and out, slow and steady, you swallowed your words and smiled at Percy. It set him back, he narrowed his eyes, eyebrows furrowing as he stared deep into your eyes as though he were trying to read your mind.
โ€œIโ€™ll be keeping an eye on you, darlinโ€™. First step out of line and I will see you shot myself. So, you best do exactly what I ask of you when I ask it.โ€
He brought his hand to your cheek, slapping it softly twice and pouting his lips out at you before letting go of your arm and allowing you to stumble back away from him before rushing to catch up with the other farmhands. As you walked away, you heard Percy whistling at you, but you were tempered enough not to give him any reaction at all.
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lokis-army-77 ยท 3 years ago
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Birthday Suprise
Percy Dolarhyde x female reader
Word Count: 2935
It is Percy's birthday and the reader wants to give him something he had been wanting for a while.
Warning: 18+ Smut, oral( female receiving), fluffish at the end
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My heartbeat was fast as I walked along the rocky path with only a small lantern to light my way. โ€˜Why did the Dolarhydes have to live so far out of town?โ€™ I asked myself as I stumbled over a particularly large stone. I straightened myself up and fixed the robe I was wearing.
I would have taken the horse but I would have been heard before I even reached the door. I wanted this to be a surprise. Percy and I had been seeing each other for well over a year and today was his birthday, so I wanted to give him something I knew he had been wanting for a while, myself.ย 
He never asked but I felt his eyes wandering, especially if we ever found ourselves alone. Kisses were stolen every now and then and on rare occasions, the gentle caresses would turn into hungry touches. Nothing ever came of them though, we weren't ever left in the company of each other for too long, my parents hadn't trusted him, not even when we were children.ย 
There was a dim light coming from the window as I quietly ascended the porch stairs. I took a deep breath before hesitantly placing my hand on the door handle and slowly pushing open the front door. Thankfully Percy never latched the door when he was left alone.ย 
The inside of the cabin was warm, the fire in the hearth, to my right, lit the room perfectly. It was messy, as expected of a house where two men lived without a female touch. It has been this way since Percyโ€™s mother passes several years ago. In front of me was the dining table and a few storage chests lining the wall, to my left were two doors. The one closest to me was Percyโ€™s fatherโ€™s and the one closer to the back of the house was Percyโ€™s.ย 
Careful not to make the floorboards creak I made my way to the far door. I said a little prayer for confidence before pushing my way inside.ย 
A smaller fire was burning in the tiny wooden heater in the corner of the room, providing only a sliver of light. Percy was fast asleep on his twin-sized bed in the opposite corner of the room from where the door was. He was lying on his back with his right arm dangling off the side.ย 
Stepping into the room I closed the door, cringing when it made a loud creaking noise. My eyes were wide as saucers, my breathing stopped, I didnโ€™t want him to wake up just yet, I wasnโ€™t ready. I looked over my shoulder to see Percy stirring only slightly, mumbling something before settling down again. Letting go of the breath I was holding in, I made my way over to him, kneeling beside the bed.ย 
I watched contently as his chest moved up and down with each shallow breath he took. His blanket was only covering the bottom half of him, leaving his bare chest exposed to the warm are in my eyes. I just admired him for a while, he was so beautiful as he slept, so peaceful.ย 
Before I could stop myself, my hand shot out and started to delicately trace up his arm and over the expanse of his chest. The skin here was softer than that of his hands, the hands that I loved to imagine touching me. I shivered at the thought of what was to come once I woke him up, desire pooling between my legs.ย 
Once again, I took a deep breath to calm myself before whispering his name. โ€œPercy.โ€ He didnโ€™t wake.
โ€œPercy,โ€ I tried again, scooting closer to his head. Still, nothing. I got a little closer, lips barely touching his ear.ย 
โ€œPercy, wake up.โ€ He suddenly jerked awake. I pulled away just in time to not be hit by flailing arms as he shot up.
โ€œWhat the hell are you doing in here?โ€ He asked shocked and half asleep.ย 
I stayed kneeling on the grown by his bed looking up at him. โ€œI wanted to surprise you.โ€ I smiled innocently.ย 
He wiped his face with his hands, trying to rid the sleep from his eyes. โ€œWhat time is it?โ€ย 
โ€œItโ€™s two fifteen.โ€ I said sheepishly then added, โ€œHappy birthday.โ€ย 
โ€œHuh?โ€ He asked confused, now looking down at me.
โ€œItโ€™s your birthday Percy, I came to give you your present.โ€ I stood from my position so I could sit facing him on the edge of the bed.ย 
โ€œThank you darlinโ€™ but couldnโ€™t the surprise have waited until a decent hour?โ€ He asked, leaning into the space that separated us so he could kiss me. I smiled into the kiss but pulled away quickly.ย 
โ€œWell, if you donโ€™t want your surprise, Iโ€™ll just walk back home,โ€ I said semi-seriously, pushing myself from the bed.ย 
He grabbed my wrist, pulling me back down. โ€œNo, no, no, I want the surprise.โ€ย 
I smiled, โ€œOkay then, close your eyes.โ€ He gave a small huff but did as I said.ย 
Standing up, I untied the long dressing robe from around my waist and let it sink to the floor, leaving my body bare. Although the room was warm, goosebumps littered my skin.ย 
โ€œYou can open them now,โ€ I said, now more nervous than I had ever been.ย 
His eyes opened. He first made eye contact with me, not noticing what was going on but soon he looked down my body and a certain hungry look came over him.
โ€œSuprise.โ€ I wiggled my wingers my by side awkwardly giving him a half-smile.
โ€œWait, my surprise is-โ€ He stopped himself.
โ€œWell, I wanted it to be special, and if we are going to be married, why wait for another year before we take our vows. I figured your birthday was a great time to give myself to you completely.โ€ I rambled out, wrapping my arms around myself, now feeling unconscious.ย 
Percy threw the covers away from his legs and then made his way to me. His hand came up to cup my cheek. โ€œI wouldn't want it any other way, Iโ€™m just surprised is all.โ€ He leaned down to kiss me. โ€œThank you.โ€
I pulled his lips back to mine, deepening the kiss. His long fingers were splayed along my back, pushing my body closer to his. I could feel his teeth nipping at my bottom lip as he pulled away just slightly.ย 
โ€œLay on the bed.โ€ His voice had lost its sweetness it was now more rushed and wanting.ย 
I did as he said, moving to the bed and lying back on the messed-up sheets. Hastily he threw his nightshirt off, leaving him completely bare to the world. Nervously I glanced down at him, he was semi-hard but even so he looked larger than I thought.ย 
He took slow steps towards the bed, eyeing me from head to toe. His fingers laced with mine when I held my hand out to him. Carefully he crawled atop my body and gently caressed my skin.
โ€œYouโ€™re so beautiful. I donโ€™t know what I did to deserve you,โ€ he muttered, placing open-mouth kisses from under my jaw along my neck, stopping in a few places to nip and suck. The tenderness at which he touched me pulled soft whimpers and breathy gasps from me as he moves away from my neck and further down. Working himself down my stomach and the inside of my right thigh.ย 
He was on his knees now, leading my right leg up so he could caress the length of it sensually.
โ€œPercy,โ€ I whined. The more his hands stroked my flesh, the more heat I could feel pooling in my abdomen and between my legs. โ€œPlease, touch me more.โ€ย 
He looked up through hooded eyes, smirking as he place my leg back on the bed before spreading it wide, along with the other so that he could have access to my most vulnerable part.ย 
The air that hit the wetness between my legs made me shiver even in the warm room.
โ€œAll this for me?โ€ He asked, sliding his long index finger up through my slick folds, gathering it up before placing his finger into his mouth, humming appreciatively at the taste. โ€œYou taste better than I imagined.โ€ย 
Something about him tasting my wetness unashamedly in front of me made a feral urge pule through me. I wanted him to taste all of me, not just from his finger, but from the source.ย 
โ€œWould you like a taste darlinโ€™?โ€ he was already gathering up more of my wetness on his finger before I had even let out a breathy โ€˜yesโ€™.ย 
His arm stretched out over my body, I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out, and caught his long finger between my lips. The flavor was weird, tangy, salty, and sweet all at once. I moaned as I sucked his finger clean.ย 
โ€œPercy, please,โ€ I cried out in need.
โ€œWhat is it? What do you want? You gotta tell me.โ€ He lazily moved his finger back to my core, touching me but not at the place I wanted.
I bucked my hips in hopes that his finger would glide over the needy bundle of nerves but he just moves his hand away.ย 
โ€œCome on now, I want to know what my present wants. Tell me.โ€ He moved his hand back.
โ€œI want- I want your mouth.โ€ I gasped out.ย 
He just smirked as he moved backward and bent down between my legs, kissing from my knee down as he went.
โ€œThat wasnโ€™t so hard now was it?โ€ He asked. I had no time to answer before I felt his hot tongue sliding through me. Gathering my wetness and mixing it with his own saliva. When he licked his way to my clit, a long, high whine left me. Instantly he placed his whole mouth over the area and started to suck. My hands found their way down into his hair, pulling and scratching at his scalp.ย 
The whimpers he made as he sucked and ate at me were the most erotic noises I had ever heard, the more he made, the wetter and hotter I became.ย 
Another low moan escaped from me as I felt Percy push a finger inside. Yes, I had touched myself on occasion, but having him insert himself into me felt completely different, better even. My hips started to move with the in and out rhythm of his hand.
โ€œYes,โ€ I mewled, โ€œMore. Please give me more.โ€ย 
He gave a particularly hard suck before inserting another finger inside, stretching me out. The pumping of his fingers became faster as well as the flick of his tongue over my pulsing clit.ย 
I could feel the pleasure pooling becoming more than I could handle. My hands kept him in place, not wanting him to pull away from me too soon. Hard, labored breaths were coming through his nose as he kept going, bringing me to the edge.
โ€œDonโ€™t stop, Iโ€™m almost there.โ€ Another gasp.
Percy curled his fingers inside me and the feeling it gave me made my thighs snap around his head and my back arch.
โ€œRight there.โ€ I groaned. โ€œRigh- ah, right there.โ€ย  The pressure kept building until I let out a strangled scream. Finally, I let go of his hair and brought my arms up to my chest, feeling the erratic beat of my heart.ย 
As I calmed down, his fingers left me and he removed his mouth making a wet popping sound.ย 
โ€œMmm, I could eat you all day long. We may never leave this room.โ€ He chuckled as he moved between my legs and up my body, his face coming to a stop at my breasts. He made a deep sound before grasping at my left with his hand and my right with his mouth.
My hands slowly wrapped around him, hugging him to me. I pushed my chest further into him, his fingers pinched the sensitive flesh, twisted, and pulled as he devoured the other. Then, he switched, giving them equal treatment.ย 
I couldnโ€™t keep my thoughts straight. His presence was overpowering, I was becoming entranced by the feel of his skin on mine.ย 
When his mouth let go of my breast, he kissed his way up to my lips. The hand he wasnโ€™t currently using to prop himself up bruised away the hair that had fallen into my face.ย 
โ€œGod, I love you so much.โ€ Another kiss. โ€œI canโ€™t tell you how long I have waited for you to be here, under me, in my bed. Making all of these beautiful noises.โ€ย 
โ€œI love you too Percy. I knew this would be a great birthday present.โ€ My hands cupped his face as I looked at him lovingly.
โ€œItโ€™s the best birthday present.โ€ He looked me deep in the eyes, his pupils were so enlarged, and his irises were almost non-existent. He was hungry and needed more. โ€œNow, are you ready?โ€
I nodded excitedly.
โ€œNo,โ€ he shook his head laughing. โ€œI need to hear you say it. Tell me youโ€™re ready.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m ready Percy. I want you in me, now.โ€
Quickly but gently he began to line himself up. His head glided through my folds before he pushed in slowly. I threw my head back at the feeling. The stretch was intense, something I had never experienced before.ย 
โ€œOh,โ€ I cried as he bottomed out, his pelvis coming in contact with mine. He pulled himself upright, pushing his hands against the backs of my thighs, creating leverage.ย 
โ€œI know darlinโ€™, I know.โ€ His voice was gentle as he rubbed the skin of my legs as a way to soothe me. He didnโ€™t dare move until I said, knowing it was my first time.ย 
After a minute or two, I nodded my head, urging him to continue. Slowly but surely he began to pull out, inch by inch, and then push back in just as slow. Even with the prep, his fingers had done, I still felt as though I were being ripped in half, although, in a very pleasurable way.ย 
โ€œFuck, Percy, faster. Please go faster.โ€ I begged.ย 
My hands gripped the bedsheets beside me as he began to pick up his pace. Grunts of pleasure were starting to erupt from him along with the same whines and whimpers from before.ย 
Our bodies were moving in tandem now as I tried to follow his movements with my hips. The stretch had given way to pure ecstasy and I was trying to milk every last drop. Never in my life had I been more grateful that his father went on every single cattle drive because the screams and moans coming from my mouth were most likely loud enough to be heard, the almost three miles, back in town.ย 
โ€œYou feel so good wrapped around me. So warm, so soft.โ€ He moved his hands under my hips, holding me to him. โ€œIโ€™m gonna turn us over okay?โ€ย 
โ€œOkay.โ€ I moaned out.ย 
Clumsily, we moved to where he was laying on his back, knees up, and I was sitting atop him. The new position moved him to a place inside me I hadnโ€™t felt. I let out a strangled cry when he thrust up into me.ย 
โ€œYes, Percy.โ€ I leaned forward, bracing my hands on his chest as he caressed my arms. I started to move on my own, bouncing up and down along his shaft at my own speed. On the downward motion, I would grind a bit into him, rubbing my clit along his pubic bone before going back up.
โ€œGood girl,โ€ he moaned loudly. His hands left my arms to grip tightly to my hips, helping aid my movements. โ€œSuch a good girl.โ€
Pushing off of his chest and moved my hands behind me to hold onto his knees, allowing me to move into a new position. His hands helped me move faster and faster until I could fill my climax rushing around the corner.ย 
โ€œGod, Percy, Iโ€™m almost there. Fuck-โ€ The last part of my sentence was cut off by him thrusting up into me furiously.ย 
โ€œHold on, hold on. Fuck you feel so good.โ€ He kept going, to the point I felt I might break.ย 
โ€œPercy!โ€ I cried, I was coming undone for the second time. It was stronger this go around, as Percy kept thrusting. I could only babble out his name as he chaced his own high, using his hands to drag me down onto him, stimulating my clit even though it was sensitive.ย 
โ€œPercy, please, too much. Ah-โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™m there, Iโ€™m there, hold on.โ€ He groaned as he came, fingernails digging into my hips.ย 
I could feel the warm spurts of his cum lining my walls and sighed at the feeling. Exhausted, I fell on top of his chest, breathing heavily.ย 
โ€œThat was wonderful.โ€ My words were muffled by the skin of his chest.ย 
โ€œAmazing. You did so well.โ€ He stroked my loose hair gently, moving it from both our faces.
โ€œWe should have done that sooner.โ€ย 
โ€œTrust me darlinโ€™, thereโ€™s gonna be plenty of time for more of that. I canโ€™t begin to tell you all the ways I want you.โ€ He kissed the top of my head.
โ€œI can think of a few.โ€ I giggled.ย 
โ€œOh yeah? Enlighten me thenโ€ย 
Shaking my head I said, โ€œNuh-uh. I think maybe you'll have to wait for your next birthday, or something special.โ€ย 
โ€œFine. I guess I can wait.โ€ I felt him smile against my hair.ย 
I looked up at him and smiled lazily, then kissed his chest. โ€œHappy birthday.โ€
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You slowly regained consciousness, eyes blinking once, twice, three times before finally opening up fully to look around your area. You were in an unknown person's room, laying on a grimy mattress on the even dirtier floor with your hands bound behind your back with duct tape, with your mouth being restrained with more of the silver adhesive.
"Oh good," a deep voice crooned, "you're awake. I thought I would have to slap you awake myself, but you made my job so much easier for me."
Your eyes widen in terror and shock as you scramble to sit up, using your legs as guidance. Beneath the makeshift gag, you whimper anxiously as the man clad in a green army jacket with a question mark crudely painted onto its surface, heavy trousers with even heavier boots, and a mask that covered his whole face, save for his eyes, which were protected by clear-framed glasses.
You whine again in fear, looking up at the man, trying to back away, but he comes closer, bending down to look at you. Only then, did it dawn on you how tall he was and how it made you feel small yourself, even though you were of average height.
"Oh, look at you. You're scared, aren't you?" He observed, reaching out a gloved hand and brushing your hair away from your face. You attempted to move away from his touch only for him to harshly grip your jaw.
"Eyes up here, baby." He ordered, making you look up at him with the fear still lingering in your eyes.
He smiled at your almost instant submission, "There we go. That's a good girl. We can't have you misbehaving now, can we?"
You slowly nodded, deciding the best way not to make this man snap is to just play along.
"You're probably wondering why you're here, don't you?" he asked, stroking your cheek and looking into your eyes deeply, almost penetrating your soul with his gaze alone. You nod again and he chuckles as if this whole ordeal was highly amusing to him.
"Well, it all starts with your dear father, the one who works for the city council. It was he and his other lackeys that have been a part of the reason why this city remains the cesspool of corruption that it always has been. They've been accepting bribes from Carmine Falcone's men, all so they could fill their appetite for greed."
Your eyes widen at the man's words. No, no. This couldn't be true. Your father, your honest, caring father, collecting money from Falcone's operation? It just didn't seem right. You let out a shocked cry at his words, only to quickly shush you, cooing in your ear.
"Oh, I know, sweetheart. This must be so hard for your dumb, little brain to comprehend, but your father is not the man that you believe him to be. Your father is just like every other politician in this hellhole of a city. They all promise that change will come, a ploy to get the masses to flock to them like a herd of sheep, only to break them down, and strip them of their faith in them, all so that they can feed into the corrupt system that they created."
You shake your head, tears beginning to form in your eyes. "Please, please don't let that be true. My father is a good man... he would never do this." you thought to yourself as you looked back at him.
The man then chuckled, "But that's alright, because now that I have you..." His gloved hand went to caress your cheek, "they'll be sure to listen to the people and change their ways of exerting their power over the people."
You flinch when he comes closer to you, practically grazing your lips with his mask as he seemingly gets an idea.
"In fact, I think that I'll just keep you for now. Maybe, I'll even use you for something very special..."
You shivered at his words, wondering what he meant when he finally ripped the tape off from your lips, making you hiss in pain from the adhesive sticking to the sensitive skin. He then flips you over, so that you're in a kneeling position on your arms and legs before swiftly pulling out a thin pocket knife and dragging along the bare skin that was not covered up by the soft, cottin fabric of your underwear.
Before you can react, he swiftly swipes the knife across the fabric and seamlessly cutting it from your body, leaving you completely bare. You gasp at the cold air meeting the your hot skin and instinctively clenching your thighs together, only for him to push them back open and letting your bare cunt be exposed to him.
You cannot see him, but you can hear as he sighs in contentment, slowly reaching out and swiping a finger through your soaked folds, making you choke on your breath, before he pulls away and examines it as it glistens and drips down the padding of his gloves.
"God... Just look at that... I haven't even fucked you yet and you're already dripping. What a needy little whore you are." He chided, letting his fingers go back to your slit, but this time instead of collecting your juices, he sinks his thick fingers inside of you, making you whine at the burning stretch, having never taken anything larger than your own two fingers.
"Aww, what's the matter, sweetie? Does it hurt?" He asked her, his tone dripping with callous condescension as he speaks. When you nod, telling him how uncomfortable it feels, he simply laughs and continues to thrust his fingers in and out of you, enjoying the obscenely wet, sticky sound your juices make as it echoes through the room as your whines and moans grow louder.
He laughed again, pressing his fingers deeper inside of you and hitting that nerve within you that has you nearly screaming, keening into the mattress and bucking your hips wildly into his hand.
He sighs as his fingers to thrust harder inside of you, "C'mon baby, you've got this. You're doing so well, taking it like such a good girl for me. I think you deserve to come, don't you?" You nod frantically and whine, pushing your hips back into his hand.
You were so close, teetering on the edge of your orgasm when he pulled his fingers out of your sopping cunt, making you cry out in frustration. He merely smiles and begins to unzip his pants far enough to bring his cock out, running the head along your folds, soaking it in your juices.
"I'm going to have my way with you now, and if you struggle, I'll take my knife and cut you, piece by piece." He threatened before finally sliding inside of you in one, swift motion.
You hang your head low and sharply cried out at the feeling of his cock entering you, your walls immediately clenching around him and making him groan in pleasure. He doesn't give enough time to adjust before he begins thrusting into you, his pace wild and erratic.
"Fuck," he groans, grabbing you by the hair and pulling you up, so that your back touches his chest before he wraps a gloved hand around your throat and begins to squeeze, making you gasp for air and your walls to clench around his cock, his impending release starting to build up.
"Please," you whined, panting heavily as he continued to fuck you, "I think 'm gonna come... please let me come, sir."
He smiles underneath the masks and speaks, stroking your cheek again, "Why should I? Have you earned it?" You nod in desperation, practically begging him to let you come.
"Please, please, please, sir... 've been such a good girl for you, please lemme come for you." you practically sob as your walls continue to clench around him, your orgasm impending fast.
He then laughs and reaches down to rub your sensitive clit with his thumb, the latex of his gloves brushing up deliciously against your bundle of nerves, making you sob harder, "It's okay, baby... You've been so good for me, go on, let it go.."
At his words, you finally fall over the edge and your body tenses up as you let out a strained cry, your walls gripping his cock tightly, like a vice. He hisses at the feeling and quickly pulls out and flipping you over and situating you on your knees, gripping at his cock before forcing your mouth open and sliding it down your throat.
"Now, be a good little whore and suck my cock." He instructs, throwing his head back in ecstasy and groaning when he feels you begin to suck on him, taking him as far as your mouth would let him.
As he continues to thrust harshly into your mouth, he groans and grips your hair tightly, hitting the back of your throat and making you gag.
"Fuck, I'm going to come down your slutty little throat, sweetheart." He speaks to you mindlessly, before his abdomen tenses, his eyes roll back and he lets out a loud groan as he comes down your throat. He then looks down and slowly pulls out, letting some of his cum drip down your lips and onto your bare chest.
He then pulls away and grabs his Polaroid camera from a nearby table, looking down and pointing the lense at you, "Stick out your tongue, whore."
You obliged and slowly stick extend your tongue out for the camera before it goes off with a flash, capturing your face, dripping with his cum.
"God, you're the prettiest little slut in all of Gotham, baby."
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always-andromeda ยท 2 years ago
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NSFW Alphabet | Percy Dolarhyde
Percy Dolarhyde x fem!Reader
Author's Note | just gonna say here, I give full credit to @diveintothedanoverse for their characterization of Percy as a bratty sub. I read their nsfw alphabet for him a while ago and I cannot see him as anything else now! ...I swear...Percy is so punchable. and kissable. also, I feel like this is just my thing now. just projecting all of my very personal headcanons onto these characters and HOPING it makes sense to y'all. these are so fun to randomly write and dump out. like sorry, this is yโ€™allโ€™s problem now lol.
Warnings | smut under the cut! minors, please don't interact!!
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A = Aftercare (what theyโ€™re like after sex)
What about this man would tell you that he is at all competent when it comes to aftercare??? I see him just like patting you afterwards though. Like if you're on top and you fall forward on his chest, he'll just slowly pat your back. If he's on top then he'll lay between your legs, head on your stomach, squeezing your thigh. He really likes murmuring good girl. Even if you just finished completely dominating him. It makes him feel secure in his masculinity. But other than that, he is just pretty damn negligent unless he wants to be cuddled or something.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerโ€™s)
Percy is totally an ass man. Sometimes you'll be in public with him and he'll just put his hand casually on your ass. You look at him with an expression that says, Now? Are you kidding? He looks back, confused, and says What? And you realize that sometimes, he just really likes feeling it. It has a similar effect on him to a stress ball.
On himself, he likes his hands. Likes how his long lithe fingers look wrapped around his gun AND shoved inside of you up to his knuckles. He ESPECIALLY likes the way they look when you're licking them clean for him.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He will cum anywhere, but I really think he enjoys cumming on your back or your stomach most. This man is most definitely very dirty and pervy and just loves seeing the result of what you do to him all spilled over your skin. It's like an extra reward for him.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He wants you to spit on him so bad. Oh so bad. Like one night you're on top of him and his mouth is agape, midway through a moan. You go to kiss him with your open mouth and as soon as he tastes you he whines, spit on me, baby and it makes you slow for a second, wondering if he's joking until he says just fuckin' do it, fuckin' spit on me and you are on it right away. It lands right above his upper lip and drips down and he's licking at his lips just to get another taste. And because you seem so okay with it, he now asks you to spit IN his mouth too.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyโ€™re doing?)
Contrary to popular belief, I do not think Percy fucks all that much. I think everyone in town is so exasperated by him that he's seen more as a public nuisance than a sexy, cocky bastard. I can imagine him having a few notches on his belt from strangers long since passed. But I don't think any of them were all that fulfilling or really showed him much about sex. So he goes into sex with you knowing the bare mechanics of it, but he definitely has to work at keeping it fresh and fun for you both.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He likes taking you from behind most often. Against a wall! Over a table! Over the counter! God, he loves the spontaneity of being able to just bend you over and go to town. Added perks: he gets to pull on your hair, he can reach a hand around and rub at your clit, AND he gets to whisper all sorts of dirty little things in your ear.
When he's being a needy little brat he NEEDS you to ride him, though. He's a simple man with simple needs! And sometimes he just needs you to completely ravish him with attention and take control of his entire being. And it is SO easy to make him fold. Like if he gets home too late and you're scolding him for missing dinner, he's basically begging you to just sit on his lap and give him kisses. But you both know by the way he's groaning as you settle down that he doesn't just want kisses!
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He's actually kind of serious. But it's just because he likes having sex so much. Like he'll get worked up so much that he just wants to fuck now and doesn't like being made to wait. So yeah, he'll tease you but it comes from a place of PURE lust, not humor.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
This man...he is so musty and greasy all the time that I don't think he even cares that he has such a huge bush. Y'all are gonna hate me for this, but I feel like sometimes you gotta make him get cleaned up. He'll be trying to start something and you'll say, Darling, I love you, but you smell like a massive lump of cow shit. And he'll be so frustrated that you won't touch him that he will march away like an absolute child and reluctantly bathe himself muttering about how you're such a nag. But he will NOT get rid of the bush. I'd see him feeling so strange being hairless or even just trimmed, like it's a punch to his masculinity. He can't really grow even facial hair so the bush is almost compensation for it.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He isn't romantic unless he's drunk. The majority of the time it's his hot breath on your neck and his fingers leaving bruises as he pounds into you. But if he comes home late from the saloon, he can be a very lovable drunk. He scoops you up in his arms and twirls you around a little, slurring about how much he loves you. How grateful he is that you chose a terrible guy like him. How he doesn't deserve you. Then he says he'll show you that he deserves you.
Those are the only times he properly makes love instead of just fucking. He'll lay you down and leave wet, open mouthed kisses all over you until he enters you slowly and steadily thrusts. His technique is a bit unfocused even at the best of times so he's kind of all over the place. But with the little grunts he makes and the way he lifts your legs over his shoulders so he can really get in at a good angle, you're a wreck. You have to fully appreciate these little moments though because they are few and far between.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He is an almost compulsive masturbator. Especially after he meets you. He assumes that you despise him too much to ever want him sexually. But really, only half of that equation is true. But until you tell him that, he takes care of himself. A lot.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Say it with me, folks: de-gra-da-tion. Percy is sort of a glutton for punishment. It's humiliating being dominated by a woman like yourself. But it makes him so hot under the collar when you put him in his place.ย 
Even before you're with him, he feels that shameful but delicious burn of your harsh words. He's tormenting the townspeople again and you're so sick of it. When you're striding furiously out of your place of work to give him a piece of your mind, he begins, smirking, You know who my father is. So you better watch that pretty mouth of yours, little lady. And you say quickly and without hesitation, I don't give a shit who your father is, Dolarhyde. He should keep you in the mud with the rest of his cattle.
And he wants to be hurt. GOD, he wants to pull out his gun and threaten to shoot you if you don't apologize. But his knees shake. His mouth hangs open as he falters to speak. And after you turn on your heel and walk away, he goes home and takes care of the painful erection you gave him. He imagines it's your own hand edging him and pretends you're whispering You really are such a pathetic man, Dolarhyde. You're lucky I don't throw your sorry ass into the mud either.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Anywhere! Percy has absolutely no respect for public property! You think he's gonna chicken out of fucking you behind the saloon? Absolutely not. It kind of turns him on knowing that people suck up to him so much that he could literally be having sex with you in public and no one will say shit about it to him. Perks of being the Dolarhyde boy!!!! In short, be careful if you're teasing him in public because there's not much of a chance that he's gonna take the time to take you home first.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
This man might as well be on all the time.ย 
He is very into the back and forth, though. The light teasing that you inflict on each other. He loves seeing who can make the other one fold under the pressure. Spoiler: it's usually him. You cross the line and he wants to be angry, but really he is putty in your hands. That's when he gets impatient and just wants you to let him release some of the pressure.
Truly, he doesn't get ready, he STAYS ready.
N = No (something they wouldnโ€™t do, turn offs)
I see him being very against including weapons or anything to hurt you. Especially if it draws blood. I think the sight of blood really bothers him in particular and I can't imagine him wanting to actually hurt you.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
You best be joking if you think he's going to make a habit out of going down on you. He has to REALLY want it. Sometimes heโ€™ll be EXTRA reluctant because he really likes hearing you beg for it. Hey, you can literally make him crumble with a few touches, so he's gotta pay you back somehow. It's literally one of the only things he can hold against you.ย 
Don't get him STARTED on receiving though. He loves getting sucked off so much. Especially loves when you take control of him and just start unbuckling his trousers out of nowhere. He loves the whole ritual of it. Him gathering your hair back and twisting it around his hand. Throws his head back and whines when he feels your throat constricting around him. He feels so comfortable being completely at your mercy as you tease him.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Percy is fast and rough the majority of the time. He really is the kind of guy who will just bend you over and unbuckle himself just enough so he can get his cock out. He is so spontaneous, it's not even funny. His harshness can edge on feeling like he's just using you to get off, but believe me, he wants you to get off too. That's half of the gratification for him, being that good at making you cum so quickly.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
This man practically functions on quickies. Especially in the mornings when he goes off to work for his father's business. He'll wake up with morning wood and say Wanna take care of me? And you roll your eyes, knowing that if you blue ball him, he's gonna be such a brat when he gets home later. But he looks at you with that shit eating grin and glassy eyes and you're wrapping your hand around his hard cock, even though he doesn't need to be warmed up. Then you're sinking down on him, your nightgown covering up all the action and brushing over his legs. You're bouncing up and down, grazing your nails across his abdomen as he lets out high pitched whines.
And as soon as he's just finished cumming, your touch is gone and you're up, already getting dressed and telling him, You better get up or else you're gonna be late. And maybe that works him up even more than if you'd outright refused him. The fact that you could so easily service him and then go about your day. But he wouldn't have it any other way!
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Percy likes risk to a certain degree. Like he enjoys semi-publicly railing you and kind of enjoys the thought of being caught in the act. Especially because he knows that no one will actually stop him. But if you ever include stuff like pain and choking, you gotta take it slow with him. Like I think he'd actually enjoy it a bit if you just ease him into it.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He's pretty young and restless so his stamina is pretty high. Can easily go like three to four rounds in a row. He also can last pretty long. He really likes when you edge him too, so he will hold out until he absolutely can't anymore.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Probably not (also weโ€™re in the old west here, they donโ€™t just casually have like Hitachi magic wands hanging around). I could imagine him occasionally getting into being bound with rope though. Like if you tie him to the bed so he can't touch you, he will throw the biggest fit but also be so into feeling that powerless as you jump his bones.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
This man loves to tease. Like I said, it's the only thing he has over you because you tease him far more than he ever thought he'd be willing to allow. When he goes down on you...he is so mean. Deep laughter rumbles through his chest as he kisses and nips at your thighs, completely avoiding where you want him to be. So he teases you to feel just a bit more powerful.ย 
He plays it so tough, shooting that gun off whenever he can. Who would've thought that the spoiled Dolarhyde boy would be so itching for attention that you've easily got him draped over your bed, broken whines and curses spilling out of his lewd mouth as you slowly jerk him off. You tease him to put him in his place.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He grunts and groans a decent amount but if youโ€™re domming him, get ready for one hell of a show. He falls to actual pieces once you apply any sort of pressure to him. Just a mess of whines and whimpers. Common phrases include: oh, darlin', you're killin' me and please let me cum, sweetheart.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He struggles with feeling unwanted, especially with how his father neglected him growing up. It's partly why he's such an ass to everyone else. No one can hurt you if you hurt them first. But you don't play that game with him and it intrigues him. He actually TRIES to make you like him. He's not good at it, but he's also not used to it.
So when you actually start liking him back, he is elated. But he'll never let you know that. He is cool as a cucumber, just skirting around how he feels and then acts like it was all your idea if you end up confessing feelings to each other. I'm not that irresistible, am I, honey? And you roll your eyes at him, knowing that he doesn't put nearly this much effort into relationships with anyone else.ย 
You really have to be emotionally competent enough to pull his head out of his ass. I think you'd have to make the first move on him. Otherwise, he will just keep teasing you and elevating the tension since he really doesn't know how to properly act on it.
He'll be getting up in your face and trying to get under your skin when you kiss him out of nowhere. And for a second, he is taken aback, before he pulls you closer and embraces it. He'll go completely wild when he realizes that it's not just him getting so worked up.
X = X-ray (letโ€™s see whatโ€™s going on under those clothes)
Maybe I'm just projecting my personal view here BUT this man is HUNG. Like I'd say a good seven inches hard. You also KNOW he has that good old upward curve. This man can hit it just right basically every time.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Percy's labido is insane. Like you expect him to be a little bit of a perverted bastard because he is such a troublemaker, but he is incessant. He is a nuisance and a menace and you hate him but you love him. Not a day goes by where he isn't trying to paw at you. Even if you both have to work on a given day, he will finagle his way into a situation where he's got you cornered so he can get some business done.ย 
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Percy only really gets sleepy afterwards if he's drunk. Even if it's nighttime and you're all in bed, he will stay up just a little longer, mostly so he can tease you about how hard he made you cum or about how needy you are. He'll just lay there, caressing your thigh and making himself laugh over how worn out you are. Typically, he won't fall asleep until you do. But when you do...he gets very soft very quickly. He'll just look at you and really, fully comprehend how lucky he is. Deep down, he knows that he's trouble; the thorn in everyone's side. So he falls asleep, on the brink of tears and so in love.
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