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[anchoeritic]

dbf! joel bending you over your kitchen counter and hitting it from the back🥱👹

inviting him in for breakfast when your dad’s not home and it leads to something more than toast & eggs. there was tension, it was always present between you and joel. it was even worse that he was your neighbour so you had to see him everyday before heading out. he was much older, but that man ages like fine wine on a friday night. you could say you had a tiny crush on him, there was no doubt about it. you just didn’t realize he would act on it as quick as he did; reciprocate the feelings and fill up the empty patch in your spirited heart. oh, and bend you over your kitchen counter.

“shh, i gotcha..” he has your head pressed on the cold marble with one hand, the other was wrapped around his cock and tapping your sensitive clit with the tip. “goddamn it, you’re s’gorgeous.” you could hear the volume of his low groans when he gets a good look at your pussy, praying to god that he’ll get to catch this sight another time again. you were whining against the counter, the thirst for his cock to fill in your guts couldn’t be ignored anymore.

“need you, joel..” you whine, trying to move your hips backwards onto him, “please, no more teasing.” he only lets out a dry laugh in response, leaning in to press a tender kiss to your spine. his bulge was pressed against your slit, sliding more in between every time he leaned closer on top of you. “but that’s the fun part, sweetheart.” a whimper escapes your lips as you look at him from the corner of your eye, sending him a pleading look.

but before you knew it, he had you moaning for him to stop as his hips thrusted hard against yours. the sound of your skin slapping together bounced off the walls, adding onto the loud cries of your begging. “i know you got one more in you, cupcake,” he grips harder at your throat, pulling your back right to his front. you shook your head, feeling your legs start to tremble beneath you again. “give me one more before daddy comes home, yeah? i know you can do it, baby.”

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[bits-and-babs]

Mutual Masturbation with Joel Miller? 👀 could we be so lucky ??

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— pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader

— word count: 1k

— warnings: mutual masturbation, [Snape voice] “obviously”. voyeurism, dirty talk, the ol’ switcharoo at the end. Not proof read.

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Fuckin- It was so fucking hot.

The sunshine thumps through the windscreen and into the black interior of the pickup truck. Appropriated by Bill to finish this smuggling mission, Joel insisted the battery wouldn’t survive the journey to Pittsburgh if he turned on the air conditioning. Not even for a second.

Sticky. You’re sweltering, the beads of sweat sticking the fabric of your linen shirt to every inch of your torso. Rolling your head back against the headrest, you let out a soft whine of complaint. It’s not even the suffocating Pennsylvania temperatures that tortured you anymore. No, it’s the ardent pulse settling between your thighs. It’s Joel.

His eyes are settled on the dusty road, watching intently for hunters who might be stupid enough to tempt fate. He’s so calm that you’d be forgiven for thinking the heat doesn’t affect him at all if it wasn’t for the sheen of sweat that glossed over the skin of his brow, the wetness in his hair.

You can smell him. Joel smells like musk, like dirt, a tinge of whiskey that he always liked to drink and the bite of death- the sweet tang before decay. It shouldn’t be attractive, shouldn’t even be pleasant, but it’s Joel, and it makes your heart slam against your ribs as you swallow back how much you need him.

“Stop your scowlin’,” Joel’s voice is throaty, half asleep after hours of silence settles between the two of you. The engine's rumble nearly drowns him out, but you hear him.

“M’not,” you rebuke, keeping your eyes forward and avoiding the silver of the wing mirror where you would no doubt find his tawny eyes boring into you. Your answer is quick, too quick, and suspicious.

“No?”

“Nope.”

God, you want to fuck him so bad.

Hesitating momentarily, you finally pull your eyes over to his body. His knuckles drape over the steering wheel, delicate with the leather. The denim of his jeans is dark with his sweat, sticking so closely to him you can see his thigh muscles shift when he pushes down on the accelerator. There’s a bead of perspiration running down his throat, dribbling down the collarbone exposed by his open shirt, and you whimper when it soaks into the fabric because you would have licked him clean-

“Can touch yourself, f’you want.”

Joel’s tone is so lazy it almost masks how filthy his suggestion is. Your attention snaps up to the wing mirror, finding those deep irises settled on your expression.

“I’m not—“ you scoff, but Joel jerks his head just slightly. ‘No’.

“Don’t lie to me, sweetheart,” he insists, the term of endearment dripping with patronisation, “You’ve been rubbin’ your thighs together since we joined the highway.”

Swallowing thickly, you smother your denial like Joel suffocates your propriety. The air is no longer pulsing with heat but with tension. Joel’s waiting, watching for you to give in. Fuck, you’re buzzing.

You can’t anymore.

Shoving your fingers down your cargo pants, you graze your fingers over the seam of your panties and let out a trembling breath of relief. They’re soaked, your cunt practically dripping.

“Don’t you stop,” Joel insists, and when you glance up, you can see his knuckles are white against the steering wheel now, his eyes flicking between the road and the reflection of your pleasure.

You aim to appease him, rubbing your throbbing clit with the pads of your fingers and melting into the humming pleasure it elicits. Brows pinched together, you push your body back into the seat and rock your hips upwards.

“Unbutton them.”

You do. You raise your free hand and pop the button above your naval, using the free space to work your hand under the elastic of your panties and roll the drag of your fingers over your clit.

“Joel-“ you exhale shakily, body trembling with need.

His right-hand breaks from the wheel, palming himself through his jeans and squeezing at his growing erection while he watches you.

“C’mon Darlin’. Keep goin’,” he whispers, unzipping his jeans and working his cock out of his boxers. “You look so fuckin’ good; look at your tits.”

He’s rambling, talking so much more than he usually does. In your haze, you wonder if he’s got heat stroke.

Joel slams on the brakes, jolting you forward in your seat. What the fuck?! Your free hand darts out to hold the dash, gasping his name in shock.

“Joel-!”

“Fuck-“ he rasps, paying no mind to your half-hearted reprimand. His hand reaches over to cup at your breast and squeeeze. The linen of your shirt is see-through with your sweat, sticking to your skin and pert nipples showing through. He rolls it between his thumb and forefinger, letting out a thick moan as he ruts into his fist.

Joel is so sexy like this. It’s like he’s lost his mind, fucking his fist and squeezing his weeping head. His greying hair is slick with sweat, swept back against his skull. A burgundy flush tints his cheeks, blurring the sun spots on the bridge of his nose and the peaks of his face.

“Joel,” you whisper, watching him roll his hips upwards, seeing him swipe his thumb over the head of his cock and swear the precum across the reddening skin. “Joel, tell me what you need.”

You ask because it’s obvious. The burning arousal, the building orgasm as you tease your clit, the need you’d felt since you joined 83. None of it had compared to the desperation Joel had been so expertly hiding from you.

He tremors, sweat weeping down his temple as he shuts his eyes, tilting his face towards the car's roof. You can see him thinking, can see him chastising himself and recalling that it’s a bad idea to sleep with your snuggling partner.

“Joel.”

“Fuckin’ come’ere,” he gasps out like he’ll die if he’s not inside you within a second. Joel’s lips are crashing onto yours, bruising them as he grasps your hips and hoists you across the console to the driver's side.

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[anchoeritic]

no but….. stepdad! jake fucking reader sideways at night with his big ass hand clamping over their mouth to keep them quiet bc their mom is on the other side of the room asleep 😋☝🏼

stepdad!jake sneaking into your bed to give you a full-on back breaking, throat killing, orgasmic fucking but he plays it off as him being a sweet guy and giving you ‘daddy’s goodnight kiss’. let’s just say it doesn’t end up being a kiss, more like multiple orgasms under the sheets with your mom knocked out on the other side of the room.

with his hips are rutting into your pussy at full speed, somehow not a sound is made. a technique he learned after fucking you a handful of times; always keep pillows around. he always has one on your back for support and just to keep the skin slapping to a minimum.

a leg is hung over your hip to get a better angle for his thrusts, pushing his dick deeper into you. the tip brushed over your cervix a couple times, the blissful feeling nearly sending you over the edge of your climax.

“never gettin’ tired of this fuckin’ pussy.” he mumbles into your ear, lips brushing over the cartilage. with the help of jake’s hand, your moans were masked by his palm, but it didn’t help the bed shaking. “feels like heaven, my god.”

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[anchoeritic]

stepcest! jake who’ll wait for your mom to conveniently go away on a business trip and takes this moment to bless every fucking room of the house with your cum, making sure he’d fuck you on every surface 🤭 and when she comes home he’ll have that wolfish grin on him watching as she eats food off the table that just yesterday was soaked with your juices

the second the front door closes, he has you bent over the kitchen counters and everything. head pressed down on the surface, back arched with your ass hanging up for his cock to easily slip into you. you’re moaning his name, begging for him to fill you up like how you deserve. when jake does cum inside your pretty cunt, he makes you thank him; “mm, t-thank you, daddy!” he’ll smirk at your words, “that’s my girl.. so polite.”

him also being the type to fuck his cum back into you to make sure you’re definitely knocked up after the day’s session; lifting you onto the counter and fingering you ‘til your body’s aching to stop. he’ll make sure you’re fucking bred by the end of the night and carrying his baby. it lowkey backfires on him, though. he’s wild with his fingers.. fast pace, crazy fuckin’ rhythm, like he’s insane. you end up squirting all over the counters and surfaces, and he makes you clean it all up.

by clean it up, i mean with your tongue. he’ll drag you across the surface by the back of your head, using your muscle to mop up your own mess. “such a dirty fuckin’ girl,” he’s pulling at the roots of your hair, tugging you around like a rag doll. “wait ‘til your ma comes home, sweetheart. she won’t be very happy with the messes you’ve made today with her husband, hm?”

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[anchoeritic]

dbf joel telling u not to run from it when u start squirming from the pleasure.... big hands like a vice on ur waist/hips while his huge cock stretches u out....... perhaps taking ur anal virginity too

joel having a pillow over your head so you don’t wake up your dad in the other room and you’re just biting into it, trying to contain your moans. he’s fucking into you hips first at full speed, one hand pushing down on the back of your head while the other is gripping your hip. “stop fuckin’ runnin’,” he snarls down at you, “aw, is my baby crying?” you’re crying real tears through your pillow, nearly suffocating from the lack of air given to you. “didn’t you want this, cupcake? always teasin’ me ‘round daddy but once it’s just us, you wanna run?”

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[anchoeritic]

joel miller + tummy bulge……. he’d be into it 😏

feeling up your tummy when he’s sitting all nestled nice inside of your tight pussy. his hands are pressed up to your lower belly, making sure he’s all the way in your guts as he thrusts in and out of you. “such a good girl,” he mumbles into your shoulder, nipping at your skin. his groans could barely be contained when you tried to clench around him, the heavy sounds of his breath filling your ears. “you feel me in here, baby? i know you feel me sinkin’ deep inside of you.” he puts pressure against the bulge earning a helpless whimper from you. “yeah, i’m deep, aren’t i? tell me, baby. talk to me.”

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[bits-and-babs]

21 w joel but at first it's only him going down on the reader

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“Hngg- Joel!” You whine loudly, the noises slurring together. The moans, his name, the wet noise of his tongue gliding through your slick folds. “Joel, JoelJoelJooahhh-“

The springs of the old mattress screech at the strain as you use your balance on your knees to roll your pussy over his nose, over his lips. You’re coating him, staining his skin with your ichor. He desires it always, the tang of you on his tastebuds, on the back of his teeth hours after he leaves the bedroom.

Joel spanks your ass with the meat of his palm, the sting prickling a ghost print over your flesh. You gasp out another rendition of his name, the vowels dragged out as he swirls his tongue around your throbbing clit.

“Shhhh,” he chastises you, the bite of something a little mean in his tone making you pulse for him, “‘M gonna get sick of my own name, sweetheart.”

Splaying his hand across your shoulder blades, fingers spread wide, he forces your upper body forward. Joel’s cock twitches in front of your face, leaking precum across his skin where it rests against his stomach.

“Fuck,” he husks, his groan rumbling through your core as you bow your head and trace over the smear of cum across his abdomen. The salty edge urges you on, taking him in your mouth and tracing the velvet head of him and swallowing him down your throat.

“Jesus, sweethea-“ he barely gets his words out, smothering his affectionate name for you as he buried his face between your thighs. He slurps you up, filthy and crude as you gag on his length. “Tha’s my girl- “

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[anchoeritic]

tbh another idea..

stepdad!jake taking reader to the hot springs because she's “sore” (he made them like that) and using that as an excuse to fuck reader without their mom finding out

xoxo

him using that opportunity to fuck you in the warm waters, pulling you into his arms and on his lap. “feel better, sweetheart?” acting all sweet to you, kissing down your neck and everything. his lips barely brush over yours when you turn your head, too distracted by the bareness of your body below. “mm, talk to me, baby. don’t be shy.” his hands are roaming on every square inch of your skin, making sure to touch every part of you. “mama isn’t here.. she can’t hear you.”

your legs are straddled on one of his thighs; the difference in sizes made it way easier for you to hop on. ride on. “f-feels.. feels s’good, daddy..” it’s a soft moment in time. your hips were barely moving underwater but the friction was too hard to ignore. “a—ah, god!” each rock of your hips had you whimpering for more, making your clit sensitive to the touch. what made it worse was the hot water your bodies were submerged it, sending a tingle down your pussy.

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[anchoeritic]

i usually Do Not like the stepdad trope but i never knew stepdad!joel was something i needed,, i need corruption kink/dumbification kink stepdad!joel

stepdad!joel humiliating you in front of his big boy friends when you step out in your tiny lil pajama set to bring them a couple of beers. some whistle, the others stay quiet and laugh to themselves. you were a beaut, there was no doubt about it. his friends wished they could have a piece of you, just for one night, and joel knew that would never happen. not on his watch. maybe he’ll let them take a peek, just this once. “c’mere, sweetheart’.” you hear him call out for you from a few feet away as his fingers signalled you to step closer. smiling, you walk over with an opened bottle of beer in hand, ready to serve the others. “hi, joel,” you feel his hand snake around your waist, pulling you right on his lap.

“how’s my darlin’ girl?” he asks you, taking the bottle from your hands. “lookin’ pretty today,” he continues, taking a swig of his beer, “daddy’s buddies even think so.” you glance shyly at the men sitting around the bonfire, waving at them with warm cheeks. no one had ever complimented you the way joel does, he tends to sound extra… sweet? made you feel all blushy and bubbly inside. “t-they do?” you stutter out, “thank you..” their eyes are hot against your skin, as if they’re peeling your clothes off. they looked ready to devour you whole.

“mhmm… pink looks great on you, princess.” he says, flipping your skirt up to show the other men. you gasp at his words, forcing your skirt back down in an instant. the group tucked their chairs in closer to try to get a better view, almost salivating at the tiniest showing of lace. “j-joel, what are you doing?” you try to cross your legs, only for him to spread them back open with his hands, slipping one down to cup your cunt. “feel you achin’ down there, sweetheart. let daddy and his friends take care of you, okay? mama doesn’t need to know about our fun, hm?”

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[anchoeritic]

dads best friend! pedro over for movie night on your living room couch making you squirt under the blanket with one hand while the other one is clamped over your mouth to cover your moans

“shh, stay quiet..” he leans over, whispering into your ear. with one hand clamped over your mouth, the other is pumping in and out of your pussy at a pace you couldn’t describe, but it had you on the brink of seeing those pearly gates. “fuck, i feel you clenchin’ around my fingers, honey.” it wasn’t even close to his cock but he still had you wrapped around his finger, literally, and pleading him for more. nervous, you held onto his wrist for support, scared to let out even a single breath.

“such a dirty girl.” you hear him clearly, eyes rolling back at his words. “lettin’ your daddy’s friend make you cum with him sleeping right next to ya. god, you’re crazier than i thought.” his thumb circled around your clit as his other fingers pumped into you deeper, hitting the right spot for an orgasm. “i bet he’s real proud of his daughter, huh?“

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[anchoeritic]

Stepdaddy Jake inviting his friend Tonowari to meet his cute obedient stepdaughter while their wives are out on girls night

Whatever u do with this is out of my hands 🙌🤫

“this yours, sully?” you overhear his friend ask about you while a finger was pointed your way. it was another late night; your mom had gone out with the girls and put your stepdad in charge of taking care of you. you should’ve known what tricks he had up his sleeves when he invited another man over unknowingly, making you open the front door for him and welcoming him with open arms. smiling, you nod your head towards the stranger, inching your feet closer to jake.

“mhm, that’s mine.” he smirks, snaking an arm around your waist. you could only feel the butterflies in your stomach erupting from his touch. you wished you could feel daddy all the time. “she’s pretty, ain’t she?” you feel him tuck a fallen strand behind your ear, tracing his finger down the side of your face. “such a pretty girl, hm.” “thank you, daddy.” your cheeks grow warm at his words. knowing you, that same sentence will be stuck in your head for the rest of the night.

the stranger only stares at you with amusement, a grin playing on his lips. he looked about ready to read you like a book. “meet daddy’s friend, baby,” he tightens his grip around your waist, pulling you in closer. “say hello to tonowari.” you let out a whimper, walking closer to the man with jake pressed against you. as generous as he was, he wasn’t about to let his babygirl slip outta his reach. looking down at you from such a high stance, he leans lower for you, putting a single finger under your chin. “hi, princess.”

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[anchoeritic]

oMG stepcest for tonowari

STEPCEST FOR TONOWARIIIII

imagine the subtle gyrates into ur ass walking by, lil gropes, dirty looks, patting his huge ass thighs for u to sit on, finding u extra early in the morning by the seashore.. i mean cmown kells 🥺🤭

stepdad!tonowari is about to have me in a #chokehold !!!!

making short lil flirty remarks at you whenever he wants to start a conversation with you, reeling you inside his hut to corner you. that man knows what he’s doing and he’s damn good at it. “c’mon, just sit down.” he’d tell you, patting his thigh. when you do fill up the empty seat, you feel his bulge sitting right under you and pressing up against the curve of your ass. “mm, feelin’ comfy, sweet girl?”

or when you’re sitting down for dinner.. he decides to sit right beside you, “open up for papa, there you go baby.” feeding you by the spoon from time to time just to watch as you obeyed. sometimes when you least expect it, his hand is crawling up your inner thighs, fingers brushing up against your warm cunt. “ah, please, shit.” you’re trying to keep it down but at this point he’s pushing your panties aside, exploring between your folds. “shhh, quiet down…” his finger circles around your clit, “wouldn’t want mama finding out, now would we?”

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[anchoeritic]

hi hi!!

thinking abt stepdad!jake secretly watching reader masturbate, and hearing his name roll off their tongue over and over, and he can't help but help his baby <3

(ps. your works are amazing, please never stop writing xoxo)

stepdad!jake peeking around the corner like a freak, gripping at his hard-on at the sight of your body in all its glory; legs spread wide open with a hand slipped in between, fingering yourself. heavy breaths are leaving his lips as he hears your moans grow louder, the only incoherent saying he could somewhat make out was his name.

“daddy, please,” your fingers circle your clit in figure 8s, completely drowned in your own world. “jake, need more.” he never expected you to ever have such dirty fantasies, especially about him. this had been a scene straight from his dreams. “jake, jake!”

licking his lips, his hand squeezes on the base of his cock, getting off to the sound of your moans. the way his name rolled off your tongue was venomous, shit had him hooked. “wish you weren’t with my ma,” you mumble, “wanna have your cock all to myself.”

god, he wish he could hear that again. if leaving her meant he could fuck you every minute of everyday, he wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. “always want you to touch me.”

“coulda just asked nicely, honey.” walking out from the void, he makes his way towards your sprawled out, taking in the sight in front of him. you were too shocked to speak, speechless. “i-i— jake, what?”

“don’t play stupid,” he stares directly at your wet core, the scent of your arousal filling up his nostrils. “if i knew you needed some help, i would’ve came right out, baby.” leaning in close, his finger dragged down your inner thigh, stopping right before your pussy. “do you need help, sweetheart?”

“mhmm..” you nod your head slowly, spreading your legs wider for him. unhappy with your answer, he only shakes his head, laying a soft slap to your cunt. a yelp escapes from you as he gives you another gentle slap, your clit getting all the attention. “what do you say when you need something, baby?” “please.”

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[anchoeritic]

stepdad jake who even though you have a boyfriend, makes you know that you’re his, hand on your throat as he fucks into you deep, asking you if your boyfriend were any better than him, does he please you as good as he does? we all know the answer to that, don’t we?

jake is a possessive man, no doubt about it. what he once claims as his, will forever stay to his name. when it comes to his girl, he doesn’t play around with it. your little boyfriend was nothing compared to him, they’re barely on the same level. you knew that, it’d be better for everyone if you kept your mouth shut, though. jake couldn’t shut his mouth, apparently.

“you think you’re cute bringing him around?” his hand is securely wrapped around your throat. “is he any better than me, sweetheart?” you’re pressed up against the bark of a hometree, his cock stretching your tight pussy out from below. “your lil boyfriend’s pathetic.”

“f-fuck, jake!” you’re clawing at jake’s arm, trying to get it off your throat but your strength is nothing compared to his. “s’good.. makin’ me feel s’good!” only moans could escape from your lips as he rutted his hips harder into you, fucking you mercilessly.

“you’re always gonna be fuckin’ mine.” too busy to realize what was happening around you, jake’s gaze converts behind to behind the tree. a smirk was plastered on his face as he watched your boyfriend’s jaw drop at the volume of your whines, hoping to never see him pop up in any of your lives ever again.

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[anchoeritic]

okay so not entirely sure if ur ok writing this, if ur not that is 100% ok 🫶

if you are ok with writing it, what abt like stepdad!jake coincidentally taking you out on a like few days/week long hunting trip, just the two of you, a few days before ur first heat hits?? 🤭

and nobody else suspects anything cause it’s ur first heat so they don’t even know it’s gonna happen but he knows because he’s been picking up on the little tells that show ur getting close to it that others don’t even notice

then one night it finally hits while ur asleep & he’s like tending to the fire or smth n you just wake up all groggy n whiney cause it hurts and you need his help so bad

oh also idk if it’s taken but could i possibly be ur 🦝 anon??

eheehhehdhdhdhdhhdjdhdhdhd stepdad!jake telling mama that he’s just gonna take you on a lil daddy daughter trip and he has something planned for you knowing damn well you’re going to be experiencing your first heat? genius.

imagine the morning of your first heat: trying to find a way to relieve your sexual distress, the ache between your thighs becoming so unbearable that you start shedding tears. you go from jumping against the mossy floors to other kinds of nature, probably hoping eywa wasn’t looking down at you right now. but instead of eywa, it’d be jake staring at you, waiting to pounce. he could smell your arousal from miles away, the smallest drop in your panties would send him in a fucking frenzy.

it’d be a shame if you had to turn to the one and only person around; your stepdad. but that’s exactly what you did. “a-argh, jake..” you call for him painfully, “p-please, help..” it wasn’t exactly the traditional way to tend to your needs. he was not your mate, how could he pleasure you? his resistance could only last so long when you’re laid across the grass naked, begging for him to take care of you. he wants to though. of course, he does. he’s the one that pulled you away from everyone, dragging you to a secluded area.

“i can’t, sweetheart,” he mumbles, wiping away the sweat from your forehead. you couldn’t take no for an answer, not when he was the only one around to help you through your heat. “jake, please,” your voice comes out like a whine, “i want you. i need you. fuck, please help me.”

“it hurts, daddy.” it doesn’t make it better when you’re laying across one of his blankets from home, his scent triggering you even more. “you’re not mine, sweetheart. i can’t touch you.” the tears in your eyes were hard to ignore, immediate sniffles followed shortly after. the guilt sitting in the pit of his stomach exploding. “i’m all yours. take care of me, please…”

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