#Lloyd Hansen x reader smut

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Just one kiss | Lloyd Hansen

// Pairing //

-> DrugDealer!Lloyd Hansen x Innocent!Virgin!Female!Reader

// Summary //

-> Your best friend — Ransom Drysdale — asks you to buy special pills for him. You don’t know what he means and you didn’t know that the dealer isn’t like Ransom described the man.

// Wordcount //

-> 4.586 Words

// Warnings // Explicit Content

-> 18+, Minors DNI, dark content, Ransom is a dick, innocent!Reader (really innocent!), talking about drugs, manipulation, non/dub-con, Lloyd being Lloyd, blackmail, innocence kink, daddy kink, handjob, oral (male!receiving), cumming on the face, cum play, finger sucking, degrading, praises

// Authors Note //

-> I want to thank @bucks-babe for all those comments and for proofreading.

-> Written for the “Cum Together: A Community Revival Extravaganza” Event hosted by @labella420 and @stargazingfangirl18.

Prompt: Blackmail + Cum play + “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it? I think you even enjoyed it.”

// Masterlist | Lloyd Hansen Masterlist //

     “Come one, please! He is so nice and I just ask you for that favor. Best friends do that for their best friends, princess,” Ransom says, pouting slightly when you still look unsure about his ask.

     You play with your fingers, sliding them over the short pink skirt you’re wearing because your best friend asked you to do so. Aren’t you already a good best friend because you always wear what Ransom asks you to wear?

     “Ransom, I—I don’t know. I’ve never bought something from him. And m—my parents always say to not get too close to him — to Lloyd Hansen,” you say, his name only a whisper afraid that someone could hear you.

     “Princess, I wouldn’t ask when it wouldn’t really mean something to me,” he says, his hand finds its place on your bare thigh and you shiver slightly under his soft touch. “I will give you the money, please.”

     “Why don’t you go there yourself?” You ask, looking at him suspiciously. He chuckles, his fingers dig into your soft skin and you hiss softly about his sudden roughness.

     “Lloyd and I, uhm, we had some differences in the past and he told me to piss off,” Ransom confesses, scratching the back of his neck.

     It wasn't a lie, Lloyd doesn’t really like Ransom but the actual reason he wants you to go there is because sweet, innocent girls like you get better offers than Ransom would get.

     “Don’t you love me, princess?” Your best friend asks, his smile fades away and he tilts his head down, avoiding your gaze. He also removes his hand from your thigh, causing your heart to ache. You don’t like to offend your best friend, especially not to make him sad just because of something he asks you to buy.

     “I do love you, Ran,” you mumble, moving closer to capture his cheeks with your hands. You lift his head so he has to look into your eyes and then you kiss his nose, smirking when he does. “I will buy it for you, what do you want me to buy?”

     “Some special pills. Nothing big, just tell him that you want a small bag of special pills, then Lloyd knows what you ask for, princess,” Ransom says, his grin back on his lips. You nod, letting go of his cheeks and crawl into his lap, cuddling into him, while he wraps his arms around your small body and pulls you closer.

     You’re such a good girl for him, he loves how innocent you are — his sweet girl would do everything he asks for when he just plays the right cards. He loves it, his dick loves your innocence not less. It’s growing and throbbing in his pants while you cuddle you cuddle yourself into his tall, muscular body.

     “Ran! You forgot your keys in your pocket!” You complain, rolling your eyes playfully. Ransom laughs, pulling you even closer and leans down to your ear.

     “That’s not my key, princess. That’s my cock,” he mumbles, causing your eyes to widen and shift slightly. No matter where you try to sit you have his cock point into your ass or back.

     Every slight movement on his lap makes Ransom groan and his dick growing even more. “Why isn’t it moving to the side?”

     Fuck! Your innocence makes him go crazy and he just wants to destroy your little pussy, wants to fill you with his cum and make you come and scream over his cock over and over again. Tears would stream down your cheeks but you would beg for more and he would gladly give it to you, fucking you until you’re nothing but a whimpering mess underneath him.

     “Don’t you know what that is? My cock.” He asks, raising his eyebrow when you shake your head ashamed. Ransom smirks even wider, his fingers draw small circles on your back, grinning you over his hard cock. “I will explain it to you at some point but first you go to Lloyd and buy what I asked you to buy.”

     Ransom brought you to Lloyd’s house, even when it’s more like a mansion. A cold shiver runs along your spine when Ransom lets you step out of the car, hurrying you to finally drive to a park slot on the side.

     “What happened between you and Lloyd actually, why doesn't he want you to buy something?” You ask innocently while you don’t make a move to get out of the car.

     Sweat is running his face down when he looks in all directions. Would Lloyd see him near his mansion he would probably torture him until he begs for forgiveness. “I— uhm. I accidentally shot him in his ass.”

     You giggle, then you get out of the car and wave with a soft smile at Ransom before you make your way along the path to the big building. Your hands start to sweat and you press them against the skirt as an attempt to cover more of your bare legs.

     Lloyd watches you already from the window, his tongue slides over his lips, while he smirks. So innocent. He groans quietly, turning around to make his way to a chair in the middle of the room. He fucking loves to see those girls all sweet standing there and asking him nicely and cute for some special pills — going to parties with them but you? You look so different, so innocent, so untouched.

     His dick is growing when he’s deepening his thoughts about what he could do with you, letting you twirl for him, lifting your skirt. He wants to see you, all of you — you’re so different to all these other girls.

     But his thoughts get interrupted when someone is knocking at the door, when he growls a low ‘yes’ you open the door and look at him. His hair is slicked back, mustache and white pants with a shirt — exactly how everyone describes him. He smirks at you, leaning back in his chair, his legs spread open and his hands resting on his thighs.

     “Come in, little one,” he tells you. His eyes are roaming over your body and you want to make yourself even smaller. With a short movement you close the door behind you and walk further toward him.

     “H—Hi,” you mumble, looking down, your shoes suddenly the most interesting thing you have ever seen. The creaking noise of the chair makes your eyes widen, hearing him walking closer to you, your body tenses and a quiet whimper leaves your lips.

      “What can I do for such a sweet girl like you?” He sounds nice, not like your parents told you. His hand grasps your chin, tilting your head back so you have to look into his eyes, he is grinning down at you, while he leans closer and there are only inches between your faces.

     “I— My best friend — Ransom. H—He wants me to buy some special pills for him,” you explain, body trembling under the intense gaze of the older man. Lloyd smirks, his hands finding their way to your hips and he pulls you flat against his muscular chest.

     “Mhm, Ransom?” He asks, knowing exactly who he is. When you nod, his grin widens and he pulls you with him closer to the chair. You’re too focused not to just turn around and run out of the building so you don’t really realize that Lloyd leads you to the chair where he lets himself fall down and holds you still between his thick, muscular thighs. “Are you his girl, little one?”

     “N—No, he is my best friend,” you mumble, looking at your hands. Even though Lloyds hands are warm and his grip is firm, you still feel uncomfortable there. The building is so big, there aren’t many people you have seen and the owner of that mansion is holding you just inches away from him by your hips.

     “You’re his best friend, know your parents. Strict ones, do they know that their pretty girl is visiting me here? Do your parents know you’re here, little one?” He asks, and you shake your head slowly.

     Your parents would never allow you to visit Lloyd Hansen, he is famous — famous for drugs and illegal things. “Please, don’t tell them. You won’t tell them, right?”

     “Mhm— but you need to give me something for that then, can you do this?” His voice is soft and the smile on his face widens. He pulls you onto his thigh, moving your hips slowly forward and backward before he stops and lifts his one hand to grasp your chin once again. He tilts your head up, looking straight into your eyes and you feel like he can look into your soul.

     “Do you want more money?” You ask, so innocently that his dick is hurting while it presses against the fabric of his white pants.

     “No, can you give me something else?” He asks, fingers digging into your waist while he holds your chin still with his other hand to look into your eyes. His cock twitches when you whimper softly, thinking about something you could offer him.

    “W—What do you want to have?” His grin widens, when it's even possible. He just waited for you to ask that unless you tell him what he wants to hear. But since you’re just as innocent as you look he is glad you asked him what he would like to have so he won’t tell your parents about your little visit in the Hansen mansion.

     “Kiss me,” he mumbles, leaning back while he lets go of your chin and places that hand on your waist as well. Your eyes widen and you whimper, shaking your head.

     “Please, I—I never kissed someone, not even sure how that works. C—Can I just give you more money?” You try but he just ignores your attempts to convince him to give him something else.

     “Little one, I’m rich. I don’t need what you offer me. You have two opportunities. First; you give me what I want. Second; I take what I want,” he explains, grinding you on his thigh. A tingling feeling erupts between your legs and you try to press them together causing Lloyd to chuckle darkly. “I always get what I want, pretty girl. And look how needy you are, clenching your tights like a desperate slut.”

     “I’m not a slut!” You raise your eyebrow until his grip tightens and you immediately blush. You don’t want to upset him, scared of him. Your body still trembles slightly but the pressure between your legs grows especially when he just holds you, instead of grinding you on his thigh to give you some relief.

     “I know, you’re a pretty innocent girl.” He sits up, straight and your lips are suddenly so close that you can feel his warm breath on your skin. Lloyd groans when you move closer against him, your pussy rubbing over his hard cock and your eyes widen.

     “I—Is that also your cock? R—Ransoms was hard too earlier,” you tell him, looking down where you just feel his hard bulge pressing against you. A low chuckle leaves his lips, causing you to look into his eyes again.

     “That’s my cock, when you kiss me already you can see it. Do you want to see it?” You nod slightly, and he feels his cock twitch once again. Your innocence makes him go crazy, you’re on his lap, willing to kiss him so he won’t tell your parents that you are visiting him. And willing so you can see his throbbing cock.

     Even when you would have said no, he already knew the kiss isn’t everything he wants from you. When such a sweet and innocent girl walks into his mansion and makes his cock painfully hard and throbbing he will definitely use that to fuck you or at least have you suck off his cock.

     You lean slightly forward, you don’t know why but something changes inside of you and you feel comfortable around Lloyd and you really want to see his cock since Ransom wasn’t explaining it to you. So you press your lips softly against his, just a moment before you pull back and giggle softly.

         “Your mustache tickles, Mr. Hansen,” you say, reaching out your hand to slide your fingers over his mustache. You're so perfect for him, so innocent but still so confident when you feel comfortable. He is sure he won’t let you go that easy; you’re his now — his little one, Lloyd's pretty girl.

     “Was that a kiss, little one? Give Daddy a real kiss,” he asks, raising his eyebrow when you nod slowly. He laughs, capturing your cheeks with his hands and pulling you closer, his lips pressing on yours with such force that you gasp. You part your lips slightly, and Lloyd uses the moment to slip his tongue into your mouth, causing you to moan.

     You press him by his chest away, his cheeks heating up, and you look down at your lap. “I’m sorry, I—I didn’t want to moan.”

     “Ahh, pretty girl. Let me hear you moan again, yeah?” Before you can answer, he presses his lips against yours once again. His hands slide to your back and lower down until he grabs your ass, squeezing harshly and causing another moan to leave your lips.

     When he lets you pull away, you breathe heavily, your hands resting on his muscular chest while you look into his eyes. They are a little darker than before, filled with an emotion you have seen in Ransom's eyes sometimes — mostly when his hand slid up your leg underneath your skirt until you moved away from your best friend with a questioning look.

    Lloyd's hands are still capturing your cheeks. He smirks at you, his eyes roaming down your body to your chest, biting his lip before his gaze slides lower to your short skirt. “Do your parents know that you look like a little desperate slut with such short skirts?” 

     “N—No, Ransom asked me to wear it for him. Don’t you like it?” Lloyd chuckles, one hand making its way to your skirt, and he slips it underneath the fabric, stroking the soft skin of your thigh. He groans, his fingers moving closer to your panties, but you grasp his arm just before his fingertip is touching your pussy.

     “It looks pretty, little one. Now get up so I can show you my cock. What do you think?” He asks softly before pushing you off his lap. You immediately stand up and wait in front of him while he unbuckles his belt and lets his white pants fall down his thick, muscular thighs.

     In his boxers is a big bulge, and you guess that’s what he meant. What you didn’t think of was that he was going to push the fabric down as well. His weeping cock slaps against his stomach; the tip is red, and a vein is running along the underside of his huge length.

     “You can touch it, pretty girl.” You shake your head, just looking at his length, before you look him in the eyes again. “Do you want me to tell your parents that you’re going out in such a slutty outfit that you were sitting on my lap and kissing me?”

     “P—Please, don't tell them,” you say quietly, a small pout on your lips. Lloyd chuckles, leaning forward to kiss your lips, kissing the pout softly away. Then he places his pants between the two on the ground before he pushes you by your shoulders down until you’re on your knees, looking up at him with your innocent gaze.

     “Take it in your hand. Wrap your little fingers around Daddy's huge cock. Can you do that?” He asks so softly that you nod and lift your arms, placing one on his thick thigh.

      “But you’re not my daddy, Mr. Hansen,” you mumble, looking at him with your innocent and now slightly confused gaze.

     “I’m your daddy now, little one. I take care of you, don’t I?” When you slightly nod he grins wide and points at his hard, leaking cock. You bring your other hand to his cock and wrap your fingers around his hard cock.

     Lloyd groans, throwing his head back when your soft skin touches his cock. He then looks back down at you, waiting for you to move your hand, but you're just sitting there and staring at his cock in your hand. His dick twitches in your hand, more pre-cum leaking down his red tip when he thinks about everything he could do with you — taking your virginity and making you his — Lloyds Hansen’s pretty girl.

    “Move your hand, little one.” You look up; your eyes widen when he gives you more instructions. You thought he would let you go after you kissed him, so why does he want you to move your hand around his cock?

     “But you said only a kiss,” you mumble, your eyes watering — your emotions are overwhelming; you feel so embarrassed, but at the time, you don’t want Lloyd to tell your parents that you’re here. And his cock feels not bad in your hand either. He places his hand around yours, grip tightens while he moves your hand up and down his thick length.

     “Good girl,” Lloyd praises, his hand tightening even more around yours and his cock, while he picks up the pace. He groans, his hips thrusting up when you move your hand at a slow pace up and down his cock. “Doin’ so well, little on. Now let's try something else: open your mouth and take my dick into your mouth.

    “No, Mr. Hansen, please. I’ve never done that before; I—I don’t think I wanna do that,” you say, quietly and not looking up. Your grip around his cock loosens, and you place both of your hands on your thighs.

    “You don’t want to?” He asks, his voice dangerously sweet, and you shiver lightly. When you shake your head, he grasps your hair, tugging harshly at it and making you look at him. “I don't care; you're gonna suck my cock, or I will tell your parents that you begged me to fuck you, want that? Want your parents to know that you’re nothing but a little whore?”

     You don't really listen to him; your thoughts are running wild, and tears are building in your eyes, making their way slowly down your cheeks. Lloyd wipes his thumb over your cheeks to wipe the tears away; they just turn him on even more — he didn't know you could turn him on even more, but you do. His other hand is still tugging painfully at your hair.

    “Then be a good girl and do what Daddy asks for. Now take it in your mouth, or I will make you take it,” he groans, waiting a moment for you to move, but you just sit there, quietly crying and staring at his cock. Lloyd sighs, pushing your head closer to his cock and wrapping his own hand around his base. He brings his cock to your lips, smearing his pre-cum over them before he pushes his tip between your lips.

     “Come on, pretty girl,” he says, raising one of his eyebrows before he taps his hand softly on your cheek until you open your mouth wider and he is able to push his cock into your mouth.

    Lloyd doesn’t give you much time before he shoves his cock down your throat. You immediately gag around his length, your fingers digging into his thick thighs while he holds you in place for a moment. Your eyes water, and you try to pull away, but the older man’s grin is too tight for you to move away.

     “Fuck, pretty mouth feeling so good,” he growls, pulling out of you and giving you a moment to inhale deeply.

     “Please, don’t; it’s so big,” you whimper, trying to push him away from you. But at your next attempt to say something, he shoves his huge length into your mouth and down your throat again. Your teeth scratch along his soft skin, causing him to buck his hips forward.

     He pulls you off his cock, leaning forward until his face is next to yours. Lloyd is biting into your earlobe, causing you to yelp. “Open your mouth wider, like the good slut you are for me.”

     “B—But your cock is so big, Daddy,” you whimper, tears falling down your cheeks. When he pulls you back and smirks at you, causing you to be slightly scared — he looks so soft and at the same time something dark is glistening in his eyes and expression.

     “You will get used to it. Fuck— should keep you just for me; what do you think, little one?” He asks, chuckling when you try to shake your head. You open your mouth wider when he presses the tip of his cock against your lips. Lloyd shoves his cock into your mouth, smirking proudly when your teeth aren’t scratching against his huge dick. You’re once again gagging around his length; the tears are falling down your cheeks, and saliva is dripping down your mouth. “Daddy told you he gets what he wants. And when he wants to keep you, then he will! So be good and suck my dick and breathe through your nose.”

     Your nails dig almost painfully into the skin of his thigh, grounding yourself. When you breathe through your nose like he told you, you don’t gag that much around his cock anymore. He thrusts every now and then his hips, resting his dick in your mouth before he pulls out to give you a moment to breathe deeply.

     You look with such an innocent gaze at Lloyd that he feels like he has to come immediately. Your saliva drips down, landing on your thighs, while his whole cock is covered in it as well. Lloyd growls, fucking your mouth harshly, your tongue licking the underside of his cock, while you swallow his length down your throat — you’re the best and sweetest girl he could have imagined when you walked into his mansion earlier.

      He looks down at you, meeting your innocent eyes. You look adorable with his cock down your throat. “Taking my cock like the good girl you are for me, huh?”

     After a few more thrusts, he pushes out, and you look at him, confused. Maybe you did something wrong? “Did I do something wrong? Didn’t it feel good?”

   Suddenly, you just want to make him feel good; you want him to praise you — calling you his good girl, and give him what he is asking for.

     “You did so well for me, swallowing my cock like a good girl. But I wanna come all over your face — want to paint your face with my cum,” he tells you, smirking when you look even more confused. “Let Daddy take care of it."

     You nod, looking at his length, which is covered in your saliva when he wraps his hand around it. He then moves his hand at a steady pace, his hand wiping over his tip. It looks hot when he does that, panting and fucking his hand, his cock twitching, and he almost hits your face when he thrusts forward.

      His lips are parted, and the veins on his arm are poking out while he looks at you, groaning loudly. “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out!”

      You do as he says and stick out your tongue. He grins at you, jerking himself off over your tongue. With a loud growl and a harsh thrust into his hand, he comes all over your face. His cum shoots out of his red tip, landing on your tongue and all over your face, while he fucks himself through the orgasm.

     “Looking so sexy with my cum all over your pretty face, pretty girl,” he says, letting go of his cock and reaching out to graze his fingers with his cum. He then brings them to your mouth and pushes them between your lips. “Lick them clean.”

     You twirl your tongue around his fingers, cleaning his fingers and tasting his salty cum. You hum satisfied, addicted to his taste.

     “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it? I think you even enjoyed it,” he says, fingers still in your mouth, pushing your tongue down. He then removes them and grazes them in his cum once again, this time he licks then cleans himself, tongue curling around his digits. His other hand grasps your chin, his thumb pushing into your mouth and you immediately suck at it. “So good for Daddy, huh? I should give you a reward, don’t you think?”

     Your eyes widen and you nod, not exactly knowing what he means, but it doesn’t sound bad. And even though he can be a bit rough sometimes, he is still really nice and sweet with you.

     “Get up, so I can pick you up and we can continue in my bedroom,” he says softly, and you immediately obey. When you stand in front of him, he leans down, pressing his lips softly against yours before he picks you up. His hands rest underneath your ass, squeezing your cheeks while he walks out of the room.

     “B—But Ransom is waiting for me outside in the car,” you mumble, pulling away from Lloyd to look into his beautiful blue eyes. You haven’t recognized the bit of green in them, but it looks beautiful, and you get lost in them for a moment.

     Lloyd smirks. One of his hands lets go of you, but you hold yourself with your legs wrapped around his waist. He looks for his phone, which is placed on a small shelf. He takes it and unlocks it. Lloyd taps a few times on his phone before you hear the familiar sound when you call someone.

     “Princess?” Ransom's voice comes through the loudspeaker. You giggle, placing your head on his shoulder while you wrap your arms around his neck, inhaling his intoxicating scent.

     “Not exactly, but she is here. She is fine. Calm down. I will take care of my pretty girl, won’t I, little one?” Lloyd says, chuckling, before he squeezes your ass once again. You giggle, making Ransom gasp. “Brought me such a sweet and innocent girl; I guess I will keep her here. Make her my Mrs. Hansen.”

     Before Ransom can say something, Lloyd hangs up and places his phone on the nightstand next to his bed. You haven’t noticed that you’re already in his room, but you smirk when he places you on his bed, kissing your lips before he moves down to your neck. He is sucking and biting softly on your sensitive skin.

     “Now let’s get you out of your clothes and show Daddy your pretty body, all mine. Understand, you’re mine, pretty girl,” he says, looking at you. You pull him closer, pressing your lips against his, and let his tongue explore your mouth while his hands roam over your body, causing a tingling in your pussy. He grins, already thinking about the way he will claim you and make you his — his pretty girl.

     He really likes you, falling slowly for you — your sweetness and innocence steal his heart from him, and he gladly gives it to you. Even though he isn’t used to take care of someone he just fucked but he gladly takes care of his pretty girl.

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[onsunnyside]

So while stepdad!aus aren’t my cup of tea I will posit the question to the group….

Isn’t Lloyd Hansen a very stepdad type of guy that gets into the family for some work purpose but ends up walking away with you? He’s just giving the vibe 😳

dear goodness… all holy beings look away

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | stepdad!Lloyd Hansen x reader

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | age gap, stepcest, possessive behaviour, smut - minors dni, unprotected sex (p in v), daddy kink, spitting, lots of cum, breeding kink, overstimluation, p*ssy slapping, finger sucking, some praise, dumbification, degradation, dacryphilia, smidge of tear licking, squirting, creampie(s). 

𝗪/𝗖 | 1510

🍆 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲? 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲… 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲? 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“T-Too full,” you try to get away, clawing at the bed sheets as his thick, red tip prods at your creamy hole, “can’t—not again.”

“You can,” Lloyd spits on your cunt as if you weren’t already a wet, sticky mess. His head traces up and down your slit, paying extra attention to your sensitive clit. “Remember? You promised me a special gift for Father’s Day.”

Through blurry vision, you spot the handmade card and photo album on his nightstand. That was the gift you spent weeks making, between fussing (and failing) with the card multiple times, and collecting and arranging the perfect album of your stepfather, Lloyd has been in the back of your mind in more ways than one. 

The gift wasn’t your idea, it was your mother’s. She wanted Lloyd to feel welcomed to the family despite it all being business, just a marriage between two of the city’s most influential people for security, power and status. 

She wanted him to feel at home and ultimately, like he belonged. And to do that, she wanted you to be a sweetheart, to create and gift it to him yourself. 

“He’s your stepfather and the reason we aren’t back in that terrible place again.”

You know she didn’t think he’d fuck you in their shared bed. 

“Remember when you used to avoid me? Go out whenever I was home, I heard you even wanted to skip the wedding.” He whispers in your ear, the low creamy tone makes you melt. “Thought you hated me—now look at you, taking my cock like a good girl.” He presses on your stomach, pinning you down as he pounds into your sloppy cunt. “So full of my cum, you gonna let me fill you up again, sunshine?”

“Didn’t hate you…” You trail off to a moan as he kisses your jaw, slowly working down your neck. 

“Well, you didn’t like me either.” Lloyd murmurs against your skin, groaning as your legs wrap around his hips and pull him deeper. “Fuck—you were such a daddy’s girl, huh? Didn’t want me taking his spot?” 

He wasn’t wrong. You weren’t sold on the newest addition to your family, especially so soon after your parents divorce and your father’s arrest. Regardless of how grateful your mother, and the rest of your siblings were, and Lloyd’s reputation and wealth, this new man would never amount to your father. 

But as your mother stated, you needed the label, protection, and image. 

She was a woman who never faltered, even with the rumors of her cheating husband, and his untimely arrest for fraud. She will stand unwavered, and unaffected by the publicity. 

She remains steady with resolve, and will happily marry another high status man within a few months. Even if that man happened to be far worse than your father, neck deep in shady businesses and bad things. To the public, Lloyd was a clean, sophisticated CEO who was the perfect replacement for your cheating and lying father. 

Right now, he’s your stepfather fucking you into the bed he shares with your mother, pumping you with another load while you squirt all over his length. He doesn’t stop or slow down, if anything, the oversensitivity makes him more ravenous. He loves watching you tremble on his cock, caught between begging for a break and pleading for more. 

Your arms shoot out, yanking him down for a messy kiss full of clashing teeth and warm breaths. “Wanted you so badly. Please—don’t stop.” You moan, twitching under him when he pulls out, plugging you with the heavy tip before ramming forward. 

With every thrust, your head brushes the headboard. Lloyd fucks his cum into you, forcing you to take the previous loads and his fat girth, he wants to mark you from the inside out. Your cries are music to his ears, he wishes he could watch his cum dribble out around his dick, and smear down your ass to the once-clean sheets. But, he doesn’t want to move, this position with your breasts against his chest, your fingers digging into his shoulders, and your pulsating walls milking his cock—if he had a choice, he’d never move. 

“I know, your new daddy knows, baby.” He coos, lowering his body until his balls touch the filthiness between your thighs. He’s pressed to the hilt, you can practically feel him in your guts. With slow grinds, he watches as you sink into the mattress, small hiccuping breaths escape your parted lips. “Poor baby, those college boys don’t know how to fuck you. They don’t know how to stretch out this little pussy, make you a stupid mess—bet they leave you high and dry.” 

You can’t do anything but take his pounding, tears trailing down your face as he rams into your spot. Your whole body tenses, and your cunt sucks him deeper, hungry for more despite there being no room left. Squelching noises bounce off the walls and make you cover your face, weeping into your hands as he splits you apart. 

He leans back, and between your fingers, you watch his abs flex and his neck tense. A guttural groan rumbles from within his chest, a stark contrast to your blubbering of daddy, daddy, daddy. Lloyd moves your hands and brings one to his mouth, sucking your fingers and swirling his tongue. 

“You’re going to come for me again.” 

You immediately shake your head, but make no movements to escape, all too lost in the pleasure. Your hand is pulled from his mouth soaked with his salvia, and as if in slow motion, you watch him bring it to your cunt—and that’s when you try to get away. 

Lloyd easily tugs you back, pounding harder and deeper. He’s rearranging your insides, pulling you to meet his thrusts, then reaching down to collect your cream that’s formed a ring around his base. He shoves his fingers between your lips, fucking your mouth as a mixture of your salvia and arousal drip from the corners of your lips. 

“Look at you, getting fucked from both ends. All that’s missing is something in your ass.” He hooks your knee over his shoulder, stretching your sore hole, and exposing yourself to the hot air. You can only imagine how filthy you look down there. “Slap your clit before I do it for you.” 

The next few moments have faded into one. Between his unrelenting thrusts shoving your sweaty body higher on the bed, and his demands of harder, and to spank your clit until it hurts—you fall over the egde again. 

“I know no one knows how to make you do that. That’s it, such a good girl for daddy.” He leans back, watching you squirt and cover his lower half in your release. Your whole body convulses as a silent mewl pours from your mouth, tears of pleasure and pain stream down your face. His thrusts have slowed into thorough grinds as sticky strings connect your most intimate parts. 

You allow him to move you as he pleases, dragging out your orgasm as it bleeds into another—you can barely breathe as he rubs your sore clit, his rough fingertips are cruel on your overworked button.

His face his inches away and blush blooms over his skin. “I’m going to leave your mother, and you’re going to come with me.” He promises, swooping down to kiss your tear-stained cheeks. Lloyd can’t reisst licking a few. “You’re going to be my little wife, and I’m going to fuck you like this everyday, fill this tight cunt with my cum, and you’re going to make me a real daddy.” 

His hips rail forward as you lay a limp mess, still crying as he pumps you full. His cum spurts along your sore walls, trying to find space but there isn’t any left, and it seeps out around his girth, leaking down your ass and his heavy balls. These sheets will never be saved.  

Then, the door downstairs opens, and your mother’s voice rings out. 

Lloyd pulls back with a smile, sweat brimming at his hairline. “Looks like it’s time to share the news, pumpkin.” He takes pride in your dazed expression, you probably can't even hear him now, let alone process his words. Slowly, he starts fucking his cum into you, desperate to knock you up for the final nail in the coffin of his marriage to your mother.

Wet noises seep into your foggy mind, playing dully in the background to your Lloyd-filled thoughts. He’s successfully fucked you stupid, and you’ve never felt so good. 

Your cunt is filled to the brim, his seed coating your core, marking you with his scent and presence. Each grind sends shocks throughout your body, your pussy is a pathetic mess—there’s no doubt that he’s got you pregnant already—and that brief realization shoves you deeper under the surface of pleasure. 

Lloyd groans as you start to meet his motion, although weak and stuttering, you silently tell him you want him too. “Or maybe, she should catch us, hm? Wouldn’t that be interesting?”

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Egg search

dad!Lloyd Hansen x reader (sunshine)

summary: it’s your first Easter as a couple, and you convinced him to go on a picnic. Lloyd decides that he wants to try out one Easter tradition.

warnings: fluff, mustache, smut 18+, fingering, oral

a/n: English is not my first language, meaning you will probably find a lot of misspelling etc.. I’m not good at writing smut btw., so be warned.

Main Masterlist Daddy Sociopath Masterlist

It was just supposed to be a cute Easter picnic, but it quickly turned into a rather hot Easter picnic. Lloyd made sure of that.

It’s Easter, and it’s your first Easter together as girlfriend and boyfriend. You made Lloyd decorate his castle with Easter decor, and even made him decorate some Easter eggs with you, which resulted in a paint war between the two of you and him painting his cum all over you.

You surprised Lloyd when you suddenly stood in front of him with a picnic basket and a shy smile, asking if you could have a picnic in the labyrinth. To be honest, you knew he would say yes. Originally, Lloyd hoped you two would go skinny skipping, but how could he tell you no.

You’re laying on the blanket, bathing in the warm afternoon sun, in a flowy white dress. Lloyd is on his side, propped up by one arm next to you, watching you behind his sunglasses. You not only convinced him to go on a picnic but also to abandon his ‘beautiful’ shoes that show off his beautiful angles next to the blanket.

He puts another strawberry in his mouth before moving to get on top of you, slightly hiking up your dress with his knees in the process.

You open your eyes to see your handsome boyfriend on top of you, and before you know it, he is leaning down to give you a sweet kiss. Well, that’s before he starts to full on make out with you, and before he shares the strawberry in his mouth.

When you both pull apart, you carefully pull off his dark sunglasses, and smile when you see his beautiful eyes. You swallow the strawberry before pulling him down again to give him another kiss, ignoring his cocky smile. Pulling him closer and wrapping your legs around his waist. Kissing him slow and gentle.

Lloyd melts into the kiss, moving his arm around your back to pull you closer, and into a deeper kiss. He runs his hands under your dress, groping your ass. Lloyd smirks into the kiss when you moan.

“Sunshine”, Lloyd whispers against your lips as you pull him away by his neck, “don’t”.

You chuckle at his pouty face. Lloyd moving against your hand around his neck that is keeping him from kissing you again. He could easily overpower you, but he doesn’t. Lloyd physically can’t fight you, even if he would want to. He can’t.

“No, Lloyd” you say smiling, “we are having a normal picnic, without anything dirty”.

“But, sunshine”, Lloyd moves your hand so that he can kiss you again “it’s Easter”

Kiss

“On Easter we celebrate resurrection”

Kiss

“Somehow a stupid bunny became the face of it”

Kiss

“A fucking rabbit”

Kiss

“Everybody spends money on Easter decoration and sweets, just to take it down some days later”

Kiss

“Stupid Easter bunny”

Kiss

“Stupid family gatherings”

Kiss

“The only thing I like is the egg search. You know why, sunshine?”.

Kiss

“I love exploring the surroundings” he starts kissing down your neck.

“Mhm” he kisses down your chest, down between your breath, ”especially exploring the hidden spots”

He moves further down, lifting your dress a bit to kiss your knee “I do all the exploring”.

Lloyd kisses your thick thigh until he reaches your covered pussy, “until I find the eggs”. He gives your panties a loud smooch, as weird as it sounds, before hooking his finger under them. Lloyd’s finger rubs your pearl, doing it exactly how he knows you like it.

You throw your head back, moaning, “Lloyd, please”

“What, sunshine?”, Lloyd asks from under your dress. Only his lower half on display, the rest covered by your puffy skirt. His finger now teasing around your tight channel.

“Lloyd, don’t tease” you beg him.

“Don’t worry, sunshine” he says, slowly sliding his finger in, “just want to get a quick look around before going on the hunt”. He pumps his fingers in and out of you, grinning when he hears your sweet moans.

He pulls his fingers out of you, biting the inside of your thigh as you let out a ‘hey’. He leaves a kiss on the place he bit you before pulling down your panties with his teeth. Lloyd’s eyes roll back when he inhaled your scent. He can’t wait to finally taste you.

You watch Lloyd’s head move under the white fabric, drawing in a sharp breath when you feel his breath directly over your pussy. You feel the ends of his mustache coming in contact with it, moving to get closer to your boyfriend’s face.

“Needy?” Lloyd asks, directly over where you want him the most.

“Lloyd” you whine “please”.

Oh, how can Lloyd deny a wish of you.

Lloyd can just imagine the face you make as he begins devouring your pussy. He hooks his arms under your thighs and ass to pull you closer.

“Lloyd!” you scream, grabbing the picnic blanket, the picnic dishes and food spread all over the blanket.

Lloyd moves your leg higher up his shoulder. His pants turning green du to his lower half laying on the grass instead of the blanket. Lloyd doesn’t care about that though. All he cares about is your sweet pussy. His face between your juicy thighs, eating you out while making sure to rub his mustache on your special sensitive spot, making you arch your back.

His grip on your body will probably leave some bruises, but that doesn’t matter. You’re used to it by now and to be honest, you like it. Ok, it’s not that nice seeing them when you’re at an event, but oh man, you love knowing he did it to you. Your little sociopath. He doesn’t do it on propose; you know that. He just focus on pleasuring you. It doesn’t hurt when he grips you like that during sex, and even if, the pleasure is to overwhelming to notice it.

Lloyd moans into your pussy, slowly starting to hump the grass.

“Lloyd” you whisper, getting close.

Like on command, he moves to his knees and pulls your lower body up with him. He wraps one of your legs around his face and holding the other down with his hand, pulling you closer with it, and humping it.

Your eyes roll in the back of your head, “I’m gonna come!”. He pulls your pussy closer to his face, his face sinking into your pussy as you come.

Lloyd licks up all your cum, every single drop, humping your leg faster and faster as he does it until he comes too with a loud groan that gets muffled by your pussy. Thick lines of cum stain his pants, leaving a big dark spot. He falls forward once he’s done coming.

You’re the first one to catch your breath, pulling up your skirt until you see your man’s dark blond hair. “Moonlight” you say, combing your fingers through his hair.

He leans up, closing his eyes for a second when you continue to comb his hair, “Sunshine”.

“That wasn’t a picnic”

He chuckles, sitting up, “but an egg search”.

You roll your eyes at your boyfriend with a smile, “I don’t see you having some”.

Lloyd knows that you’re teasing him, “I always have some” he pulls up your panties “and you know that. Wanna see them?” Lloyd says, moving his hips in circles with his hands on his hips.

You bite your lip, “I see a kid who can’t control his bladder”.

The look your boyfriend gives you is something between ‘I’m going to spank you, sunshine’ and ‘pardon me, sunshine. What did you say? How could you say that?’.

Lloyd looks down at his pants and sees the big stain; he didn’t think it was that big. He looks at you, biting the inside of his cheek “oh, sunshine, I didn’t thought Easter would end like this. Me coming in my pants”

You sit up, and wrap your legs around his waist, sitting in his lap, “Don’t deny it, you liked coming just from humping my leg and eating my cum”

“Oh, and from smelling your pussy” he corrects you, kissing your nose.

He doesn’t say it, but you both know that since you both got together, he started to heal his inner child in some way. Because of his parents, he didn’t have a good childhood and obviously didn’t celebrate Christmas, Halloween, Easter and any other holiday. With you, he finally gets to celebrate those days, even if you don’t celebrate them like other people would. Lloyd makes good memories on those days, which means everything to you.

“You don’t care that your pants are dirty” you point to his beige pants that are now more green and see how the gears in his head are turning.

“You know what” Lloyd says, leaning his forehead on yours “I like your pussy more than those pants”

Translated, it means ‘I don’t care that my pants are dirty. They are just pants’, but you get what Lloyd means. Your moonlight is showing what lays beneath his build up walls.

Easter maybe didn’t end up like how you imagined, but you prefer this right now more than anything else.

“We need to talk about your hand around my neck though, Sunshine. You know how hard I got when you did that” he says, wrapping his own hand around his neck. “I think I just got a new kink”.

Oh, how you love your Moonlight.

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Oooh a drabble or oneshot inspired by the song where you belong by The weeknd, with lloyd hansen. Theme: Jealousy....what do ya think?

I loved writing this. Thank you. Sorry it's taken so long, my life seems to have gotten rather busy lately. Hope you enjoy x

Where You Belong... Lloyd Hansen x reader - sequel to Better Believe It

Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, oral (f-receiving), fingering, hand job, sucking on titties, manhandling, public sex? Sex on a desk, unprotected sex (wrap it), use of daddy, nicknames (baby girl, baby boy, baby, sunshine, angel), slight angst, jealous!Lloyd, appearance by Jake Jensen, guns

I feel the blood rushin' throughout ya body

You see the scars painted over my skin

I'm always numb to the topic of loving

I fell in love with the subject of sin, oh

I don't have to remind you, oh, oh

It's my need to confine you, oh, oh

I see your face every time I'm with somebody else

Can't you see that I want you?

I don't have to remind you, oh, oh

Oh, whoa-ooh, woah, oh

Where you belong

Lloyd was pouting. And the longer he sat in his car outside of your computer repair store watching you through the window as some nerdy-looking fucker flirted with you, he pouted even more. Lloyd never pouted, unless he wasn't getting his own way, and then he pouted like a little boy being told no. And right now all he wanted to do was march right up to you and fuck you over the counter that you were leaning on, in front of the nerd and claim you as his. But you weren't his. You had been a way to pass the time and a way to take his frustration out, but that had ended months ago. Well, two months, a week and four days ago, not that he had been keeping track since you left him. Two whole weeks of devouring your cunt whenever he pleased, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you provided to be the best way to keep his mind from exploding as he tried to complete his mission.

"So... You wanna stick around for a while, angel?" Lloyd asked and pressed a kiss just behind your ear. His moustache tickling your sensitive skin.

You gave a tired hum. "Depends. You gonna fuck me like that if I do?"

Lloyd chuckled and pushed himself up so he was over you. "Oh, sunshine," He said with a shit-eating grin. "You better believe I'm gonna fuck you silly."

A smirk curled at your lips as you wrapped one arm around his broad shoulders and wrapped your fingers around his semi-hard cock making him moan. "Then I'm all yours." You pressed your lips against his as you gave his cock a soft squeeze around the shaft.

Lloyd began humping your hand as your tongues fought for dominance. He reached up with his left hand and wrapped his hand around your throat giving it a squeeze making you moan and pause momentarily, allowing Lloyd to take control.

He pulled back with a smirk. "I'm going to fucking ruin you, Sunshine."

It had been you to ruin him. Usually, women never got under his skin, but you had bewitched him from the moment you met. You were perfect.

"I need to go home, Lloyd... Jake, called... something about a bug on a corporate company's software and he needs my help. I'm sorry."

At first, when you informed him you had to return home, he was more disappointed than heartbroken. He'd be losing the best pussy he's ever had, but he had always known eventually it was going to happen. You and he were just some 'vacation' fun, nothing more. But as those two months, one week and four days began to pass, he realised that it may have been just more than 'vacation' fun for him and he was missing you more than he first thought he might. That's when he decided to go out and find someone else to fuck, but he found it was only your face he wanted to see in the midst of pleasure. It was your moans and touches he was craving not that of a stranger.

Lloyd's nostrils flared and his hands gripped the steering wheel tight as he watched you wrap your arms around the guy's neck and kiss his cheek before wandering off out of sight. Lloyd glared at the guy as he watch you walk away with a smirk. Lloyd let out a heavy breath through his nostrils as he opened the door and got out, slamming it shut behind him. His hands balled up into fists as he marched across the street towards your store.

The sound of the door being kicked open in the other room startled you from your work. You raised your head and peered over your shoulder towards the black curtain that separated the back room and the front of the store from each other as you listened to the commotion out front. It sounded like Jake was arguing with someone.

You stood up and walked towards the curtain, only to jump back with a gasp as it was thrown open. Your eyes widened in surprise, "Lloyd?"

Lloyd smirked at you. He closed the gap between you, crashing his mouth against yours as he pulled you into his body. You could faintly hear Jake talking but you were preoccupied with Lloyd's tongue in your mouth and his hard cock pressing against your thigh to care. Your arms wound around Lloyd's neck as you moaned into Lloud's mouth, and waved Jake away. You let Lloyd guide you backwards until you were pressed against your desk and his firm body.

He pulled back from you with a grunt and turned to face Jake as he pulled a gun out of his jacket and pointed it at him. "I've told you once, get the fuck out, kid." He growled. You shivered at his tone feeling yourself get hot and bothered.

Jake's mouth fell open in shock before he looked at you with a frown. "Y/n, tell your pornstar to stop being mean to me."

Lloyd gritted his teeth as he moved towards Jake.

"Jake..." You sighed as you pulled on Lloyd's shoulder to stop him from moving away from you. "Go home." You smirked at Jake before looking up at the man in front of you. "Lloyd, unless you're going to fuck me with it," You put your hand over the top of his gun and pushed it down. "Put that thing away." Jake scoffed in disgust as he turned away from the pair of you and closed the curtain behind him.

"You'd love for me to do that, wouldn't you, Sunshine," Lloyd smirked down at you as he dropped the gun onto your desk before crashing his lips against yours.

You moaned into his mouth as you threaded your fingers through his short hair, tugging firmly as he firmly grabbed your backside in his large hands. He lifted you and placed you on top of your desk, standing between your legs as you spread them for him.

Lloyd pulled back from you panting as he pushed your summer dress up your thighs. "Fuck. Can smell her." He ripped your panties down your thighs and threw them over his shoulder.

"She's missed you." You moaned as he ran his knuckles through your already wet folds.

"I hope she as." Lloyd hummed as he looked up into your eyes and pinched your chin between the fingers of his other hand. "What about you, Sunshine? You miss me?" He asked as lightly pressed his lips to the corner of your mouth.

You nodded with a soft sigh as Lloyd moved his lips across your skin. "More than you could know." You whispered and began unbuckling his belt. "Now fuck me, Lloyd." You leant back on your desk with your legs spread wide for him. You played with your sensitive clit as you watched him palm his hard cock through his pants.

Lloyd smirked to himself. "I will, Sunshine, but let daddy get a taste. I've missed her sweetness." He licked his lips and dropped to his knees before you.

You let out a breathy moan as Lloyd pressed his mouth against your cunt and began devouring you.

"Fuck. So. Good. Baby." Lloyd groaned against you. "FUCK!" Lloyd pressed his face against your cunt with a moan, his mustache rubbing against your clit as he fucked you with his tongue.

"Fuck, baby." Your head fell back with a deep moan as you threaded your fingers through his hair and tugged making Lloyd groan against you.

Lloyd pulled back from you and shoved three of his thick fingers inside your quivering pussy and pressed his thumb against your clit. "Cum!" Lloyd ordered.

You cried out as you came around his fingers. Fuck, you'd missed how quick he could make you cum.

As Lloyd stood up between your spread legs, his face glistening in your juices and made quick work of his pants, pushing them and briefs down his thighs until his cock could spring free. He spat into his hand before wrapping it around his cock and gave himself a couple of strokes.

Lloyd hooked his arm under your knee and pulled you closer to the edge of your desk. He took a hold of his cock and ran the head through your folds making your breath catch in your throat as the tip nudged your clit.

With a deep moan Lloyd pushed his bulbous head inside your warm wet hole making your eyes roll back with a moan. Lloyd bent down and stuck his tongue into your already open and willing mouth.

You both moaned into each other's mouths as Lloyd's thick cock split you open and he bottomed out.

You wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders as Lloyd began to move his hips back and forth. "Fuck." You moaned.

Lloyd shoved his face against your shoulder with a groan as you squeezed his cock. "FUCK!... Missed... you... beautiful," He pulled down the strap of your dress so your breast was free and fondled it as he moved his hips at a punishing pace. "Mine... No one... Else's..."

You moaned out as Lloyd ran his tongue over your left nipple before he wrapped his lips around it and began to suck on it. You tangled your fingers in his hair and you arched your back as Lloyd bit your nipple. "Oh, God, Lloyd," You cried out.

Lloyd pulled back with a pop and crashed his lips against yours as he fucked you harder.

He pulled back with a heavy breath. "Fuck!" Lloyd bit his bottom lip as he watched himself slip in and out of your wet pussy. "Oh, fuck," His head fell back with a groan as he moved harder and faster.

He slipped his hand between you and began circling your clit with his fingers. Your eyes screwed shut as you grew closer and closer to your release, switching between muttering praises and begging. Fuck, you'd missed Lloyd.

"C'mon, angel, cum for me... Need it... Please." Lloyd panted as he held your gaze.

You shook your head, "I want... Your-"

Lloyd chuckled as he pressed a short kiss to your lips. "Don't worry, Sunshine," He reached up with his free hand and wrapped his fingers around your throat as he moved his other fingers against your clit harsher. "I'm right behind ya'." He hammered harder into as he squeezed your throat making your eyes roll back.

You let out a an almost silent scream as your orgasm hit. You pulled on Lloyd's hair making him groan in pleasure and let go of your throat as you crashed your lips against his in a heated kiss as Lloyd's movements stilled as he came.

You pulled back from him and rested your forehead against his as you both caught your breath, still holding on to each other's body.

"I'm glad you're not dead, Lloyd." You whispered, gently pushing him back from you as you untangled yourself.

Lloyd chuckled, "Aww, were you worried about me, Sunshine?" He smirked at you as he tucked himself away. "I told you before there's no need."

You rolled your eyes as you hopped off the desk and took your panties from him. "Don't tease, Lloyd. It's not cute." You bent over and pulled your panties on.

Lloyd laughed again, "Don't pout because you missed me, Sunshine."

You laughed as you stood up and looked at him. "You missed me too, or you wouldn't be here, Lloyd." You folded your arms across your chest with a pout.

Lloyd frowned, "I missed your pussy, there's a difference." He folded his arms as he stared at you.

You rolled your eyes at him. "Bullshit!" You huffed as your cell started going off beside you in your desk. You picked it up with a frown, "What is it, Jake-" You gasped in surprise as Lloyd ripped the phone out of your hand and threw it against the wall making it smash. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" You smacked arm angrily.

"We were having a conversation, you don't just answer your cel-"

"IT WAS WORK!" You shouted. "Have you forgotten how many times you did that?"

"Oh, please. You told that little twerp to go home. He knew what we were doing. There's only one reason why he's calling." Lloyd glared at you.

Your mouth hung open for a moment before you began smiling at him. Any time Jake texted or called you whilst you were having your 'vacation' fun, Lloyd got pissy and would fuck you even harder, claiming it was because of 'work'. Now it made sense.

"You're jealous." You smiled at him.

"What?" Lloyd's brows furrowed as he scoffed. "Like fuck I am."

Your head fell back with laughter. "Oh, my god, you're jealous of, Jake." You said teasingly making Lloyd huff.

"I am not jealous of that little fuck." He glared.

"Aww, baby boy," You cupped Lloyd's cheeks and mushed them together. "There's no reason for you to be jealous." You cooed making Lloyd push your hands away from him, only making you  laugh even more.

Lloyd huffed as you continued to tease him. "Shut your mouth, before I shut it for you." He grunted and grabbed his gun from your desk.

"Aww, what's wrong Lloyd? Don't like hearing the truth?" You pouted at him before you let out a soft laugh. "Relax... I won't tell anyone you're really a big, soft, pussy whipped, little-"

You let out a startled gasp as Lloyd grabbed a hold of your throat and shoved you against the wall, forcing his gun in between your lips.

"I warned you." He snarled in your face.

You stared up at him with wide eyes as you pressed your thighs together.

Lloyd looked down and shook his head with a chuckle, "Just a whore for daddy, aren't you?" He asked.

You nodded the best you could with the gun still in your mouth.

Lloyd removed the gun and replaced it with his mouth, forcing his tongue in between your lips as he ground his hips against you, his hardening cock pressing between your legs and making you moan.

"Fahk," He panted against your mouth. "Need to get you home..."

You let out a soft moan as he trailed the tip of the gun up your thigh. "Promise you'll fuck me with it this time?" You asked.

Lloyd groaned, "Baby, I'll fuck you with anything you want." He kissed you again.

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Water Under The Bridge: Part 1

The news of your father’s death after a stint in the hospital wasn’t a surprise to you any more than the suspicion that someone had a hand in it. Your father’s affairs had made him a number of enemies and friends turned vile who could have ended him.

You had been across the country for school, tucked away in the back corner of a dive bar to focus on your schoolwork instead of in the library when you found out. You had received a call from your mother a week earlier informing you that your dad was sick, but it was Val finding you in that dive bar that confirmed it.

Val was a man who worked for your father, a longtime associate who had been around since you were born. He was tall and lithe but toned, with intense brown eyes that were infused with honey, drawing attention to his high cheekbones and firm jaw.

His thick silvering hair was always coiffed back out of his face and as far as you’d remembered he had a thick beard that was always well taken care of.

He was a man you’d known all your life and yet you had never heard him raise his voice in your presence, let alone inflict anger upon you. Val was meant to act as an uncle toward you, someone who’d kept you out of danger all your life.

Val was more of a father to you than your father was, he was highly dependable and trustworthy. He’d given you some of the best advice you’d ever needed, even if you hadn’t asked for it.

“You need to listen to me,” Val had warned you in that dive bar and again when you showed up to attend your father’s funeral, “there’s going to be a shift in power. Cade and your mother are in a place where they could inherit millions, but there are inhibitions in place.”

“Val,” you’d known what he was speaking about, you’d known that there was an inheritance set aside for you by your grandfather that your brother wanted, “my dad promised me I wouldn’t have to go back. He promised me that I could stay away-“

“He’s coming for you, Y/N.” Val had given you another warning, gripping your arm when you wanted to walk away. “The man whose name has to keep being removed from your arm, your father started this process because he didn’t want him to find you-“

“Lloyd Hansen.” You spoke his name, searching Val’s eyes for some glimmer of truth about the man who was meant to be your soulmate. “I’ve never even heard of him.”

“You wouldn’t have. He might as well have been a phantom to you. But he’s coming. He’s coming for you and he’s coming for the legacy your father left behind.” Val had given you a warning along with the obituary belonging to your father.

The card stock was a precursor to what would be handed out at the funeral. It contained a picture of your father, mother and brother on the front but not you. Your father was smiling while wearing a black and silk-lined suit with a blood-red tie that looked real enough to touch.

It had his name scrawled beneath the picture along with the date of his birth and death, the macabre fact was doctored. You didn’t need to open the obituary to know what was contained inside, the mantras printed on the thick card were as doctored as the man’s life. And your own.

“He promised me I didn’t have to come back, but would it be better to suffer my mother’s wrath for not coming back?” You spoke to the mirror, your eyes locking on Val’s eyes through the reflective surface.

“Even if you knew that he was trying to find you?” Val spoke of the phantom Lloyd Hansen in such a way that both elicited a shiver and made you more curious about the man who was a myth and legend.

“Was my father protecting me from him?” You lifted the sleeve of your black dress, the place where Lloyd Hansen’s name would have been and yet it was deridingly blank.

You had gone through painful treatment after treatment, over and over again to remove the man’s name. You had never even heard of him, just his name and his name alone.

“Or was he just trying to inflict more control?” Your father let you leave, he let you out of the legacy he had built.

You didn’t want any part of the world your father built, you didn’t care if you had to work two or three jobs to put yourself through university. You wanted no part in your father’s business and yet it had seemed as if you were going to be dragged back in again. Against your will and without merit, you were going to suffer, even momentarily, at the hands of your mother and brother.

You saw them standing near the front of the ballroom-turned-funeral parlour. Cade was standing next to your mother, her sleek black Dior dress was immaculate and not a single seam was out of place.

It was sleeveless and yet she wore gloves up to her elbows with a matching birdcage hat upon her head. Cade was dressed just as sharp in a black Tom Ford suit, neither one was shedding a tear for your father as his casket lay closed at the front of the room.

You stayed toward the back, your much simpler black dress wasn’t even a single percent of the cost of your mother’s and it wasn’t nearly as dramatic. Your dress was tea-length and only the bodice was fitted, it was an off-rack dress that you’d dug from the back of your closet and spruced up with a fresh wash.

You didn’t bother with anything extravagant, you were hoping to dash out before you had to see your mother.

And yet…

“Lloyd Hansen is here.” Val had stood between you and the man you had come to realize was your soulmate by name alone, and with the announcement had come to a steady hand on your upper back.

“I trust you, Val. You’re more of a father than my own.” You whispered to him quietly, slowly turning your head to get a look at the man who was here, apparently for you.

“He doesn’t look like much-“ you had admitted to yourself when you leaned toward and caught his gaze, your eyes narrowed and eyebrows furrowed.

He was tall, clearly even taller than Val, with the sides of his head shaved in a buzz cut and the only length coming from the top. His lips were plump and a thick moustache hung above his top lip.

“Lloyd Hansen is a sadistic and vengeful brute.” You wanted to laugh at the words Val used to describe the other man, but instead, a shiver run down your spine.

Val was one of the toughest men you’d ever known, he was a formidable figure in your life and if he was apprehensive of Lloyd Hansen then it had surely made you quake.

You took a second look at him, leaning forward to watch the man who was just as finely dressed as the rest. He wore no tux but a tight-fitting black shirt and a matching jacket that was snug around his broad shoulders. He wore well-fitting black slacks that accentuated his powerful and lengthy legs, that aesthetic continued to his Italian crafted shoes.

“He’s coming for you,” Val had warned again, speaking as you continued to look at Lloyd, “you can’t run.”

“Yes, I can.” You denied Val’s statement and as if Lloyd had heard you, he looked your way and cast his iridescent blue eyes upon you.

A smile that wasn’t at all friendly, or warm, had crossed his face and he raised his curled hand with only his index finger straightened, and pressed it against his lips. He was looking at you victoriously, almost as if he already owned your mind, body and soul.

“Not from Hansen,” Val spoke again, breaking the hold Lloyd had on you. “No one runs from Hansen.”

You noticed it then, the men that were stationed at the exits with their hands folded in front of them and their chins tipped. They were unrecognizable to you, and you had innately known that they worked for Lloyd. Val was truly giving you a warning, a heads up for the inevitable to pass.

Lloyd Hansen knew you would be here, he knew you would come back to spit on your father’s grave. But it had made you wonder…it made you question whether he was going to size you up or whether he was going to make a move?

Surely if he knew where you were and who you were, he would’ve waited until you were back on campus before he attempted to grab you.

“My father promised I didn’t have to come back here.” You repeated yourself as the crowd sat for the funeral, you taking your place next to Val.

You wiped your hands down the front of your dress and reminded yourself to breathe even and deeply. You reminded yourself to keep a cool head and not think about the man you had been cursed to, the man who you had been avoiding since your father made you start removing his name from your flesh.

“Your father made you get rid of Hansen’s name on your arm for selfish reasons. He made you rid yourself of it because your father was not only afraid of Lloyd but because he wanted to use you.” Val whispered, giving you as much of a rundown as he possibly could.

“Am I going to die?” You asked Val, casting your eyes upon him with wavering emotion and a real brush of fear. “Val, be honest-“

“If anyone were to kill you,” in a fatherly gesture he had brushed your hair behind your ear to calm you, “it would be your brother or your mother.”

“With my father gone, and granddaddy-“ you felt eyes on you, Lloyd’s penetrating gaze fixated on you and Val.

“Cade is set to inherit it all if he gets rid of you. Your grandfather stipulated that it goes to your father, as long as your father gives it to you.” Val shifted in his seat, rising to his full height and angling himself between you and Lloyd.

“Hansen is a sadistic fucker, but between him and Cade-“ Val was trying to protect you, he was attempting to shield you from the harshness of the world around you.

He knew you wanted to go to university, he knew you wanted to make a name for yourself away from the clutch of your family and he knew that to make sure you had a leg up on your future, you knew what to expect.

“Val tell me the truth.” You begged him, pleaded with him.

“Your mother is going to take you back to the house. She’s going to make you believe she wants to mend bridges and then she is going to give you up to Hansen.” Val had spoken under his breath, paying no mind to the empty words of your father’s funeral and rather taking the opportunity to prepare you.

“I can’t run, but he’ll let me go?” You hummed, curious about the path Lloyd Hansen was going to take.

“He is going to destroy everything your mother and brother have. He is going to make them pay for fucking with him and his soulmate. Your mother seems to think Lloyd will leave her alone if she gives you up. She seems to think you’re too stupid to suspect anything.”

“She’s selling me? She’s selling me to him?” You had always known your mother hated you, you’d always known that her relationship with you was nothing more than a ruse to make herself look better in others’ eyes, but to be so low?

“You are going to survive this. You are going to come out of this stronger and more capable of functioning in this world than your entire family ever could.”

“Will he kill me?”

“Hansen won’t kill you. He’ll kill for you.”

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[buckybarnesandmarvel]

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠

pairings: lloyd hansen x reader

warning: soft!lloyd (yes, that’s a warning lmao), cursing, fluff, implied smut

summary: you teach lloyd the 'right' way to wrap presents

a/n: first time writing for lloyd! i really like how this one’s turned out and i hope you do, too :)

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"Angel, what the fuck?!" Lloyd exclaimed from his spot on the floor.

You giggled and made your way over to a confused Lloyd. Tape wrapped around his fingers like vines, every time he shook them to try and get rid of it.

You gently pried the tape away before scrunching into a ball. You placed yourself on Lloyd's lap, his front to your back. A strong arm wrapped around your waist as your husband pulled you closer to him, placing a kiss just under your jaw.

"Lloyd," you chastised, though without any real threat, "pay attention."

"How can I when you're here?" He nuzzled closer to you as you nudged him in the chest slightly.

"Later," you murmured.

"Okay, okay." He sighed in surrender, resting his chin on your shoulder for a clearer view of what you were doing.

"Like this." you instructed, showing him how to only use a little bit of tape, sticking down the paper. You gently folded the smaller sides into a triangle before bringing them over the edge and sticking them down.

"See, it's easier and neater."

You finished wrapping the present, before pulling another one towards the two of you, handing the paper over to Lloyd. He inspected the the present before placing it on the plain side of the festive paper.

"I think she'll like this one." He spoke up, referring to your 4 year old. A smile found itself on your face at the thought.

You placed your hands on top of his larger ones, guiding him. At this point, Lloyd knew what he was doing and what he had to do but he didn't complain, instead, relishing the feeling of your warmth.

The two of you finished the rest of the presents in a comfortable silence, sometimes commenting on the gifts you had bought. Once everything was packed away, you turned back to Lloyd, who had a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"C'mere," he beckoned.

You made your way over to him as he captured your lips in a passionate his. He patted your ass which you took as a signal to jump. You wrapped your legs around Lloyd's waist as his fingers dug in to the flesh of your thighs. You moaned into his mouth as you wrapped your arms around his neck. He took you to the bedroom as he lay you down, breaking of the kiss for just a few seconds. The wrapped presents lay forgotten under the tree as you spent the night wrapped around the man you loved most.

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[h0unds-of-h3ll]

I’ve just read Thorn 85000 times I’m literally frothing at the mouth. I can’t stop thinking of Lloyd and his low-key bimbo wife who gets everything and anything she asks for and let’s him use her in any way he wants in exchange for cute heels or a nice dress she’s wanted for a while. She gets her own car of her choice and 4 of the best cia trained body guards Lloyd could find to escort her wherever she wants to on the rare occasion Lloyd himself isn’t available to accompany her. Lloyds bimbo wife and her humongous body guards who she adores and makes carry around her mountain of shopping bags so her extremely expensive manicure that Lloyd paid for doesn’t get chipped and the only thing she carries around herself is her husbands credit card.

“I know you’ve already said no baby but please please can we get a dog? Just a little Pomeranian or something, nothing big”

“If you bend over this table right now and let me have that gorgeous fucking ass maybe I’ll think about it sweetheart”

“Okay😊😊” as she bends over immediately

Please develop on them if you can Omg, you’ve awoken a beast within me.

Oh. My. God. Anon yes.

You’d walk through the halls in a flowy dresses that Lloyd picked for you. Three men are always located to where you are, you know their names and families. Lloyd was flustered when you addressed them by their name and not their unit. When Lloyd deals with “business” he makes you promise to stay in your room. Everything you asked for is in there, ceiling to floor wall to wall is decorated in your image. Beautiful *expensive murals are painted above your bannister. You can tell whether the meeting was good or bad by how rough Lloyd is after. Some nights he can’t even look at you the same, others he’ll stay until dawn. One time he overslept and got caught with his big arm around your waist. You live a simple life, being a gopher for all his needs. He wants a massage with organic oils he requests you, he wants to hunt you in his labyrinth of a maze he gets it. And in return, you get a lavish life with a big man who hates anything soft. Yet, he returns to you each and every night.

Some nights he doesn’t come in, simply shooting you a text of his girthy cock between his broad thighs. “Thinking of you.” You may be oblivious to a lot of things but you know that he’s doing it to be cruel. Lloyd runs before daylight each morning, if he wanted you that bad he’d take it. He does it to keep you wanting he often thinks your tamed side he’s worked so hard on will become spoiled. When it does there’s a thing he likes to call “resetting” Even if Lloyd is a busy man he sets aside his schedule for however long to punish you. To make you remember that your his flower and he’ll pluck as many petals as he pleases. Once you’ve learned your lesson, he takes you out to go shopping or a vacation as a reward. He took you to Disneyland because your pleas finally got to him. He hated every minute of it. *He got to fuck you behind Splash Mountain so he called it a compromise.

When Lloyd is away for business he puts you in charge of keeping his castle maintained. He frequently keeps in touch, sending you lots of tough love. And m a n y unsolicited inappropriate photos. You were having breakfast, chatting with one of the guards when a message from Lloyd popped up. Him fucking his fist in a rapid pace with the sound on. If the guard wasn’t already scarred from working with Lloyd then he was now. Lloyd knows how to please his dopey petal. He comes home with tons of gifts. From tailored dresses, jewelry, to stuffed animals he gave you all. He made sure you lived like a princess.

The catch was you’d have to let the god of a man rearrange your guts and tear your ass into different shades of red. He’d never actually hurt you to where your skin would scar. He’d just fuck you raw and relentlessly. Pretty pink skirt of a dress pulled up to under your tits. Tits pooling out the front. Your acrylic nails leaving long streaks of bloody scratches down his back. Your heels digging into his ample ass. Each thrust splits your poor cunt into two. His cum filled your channels to the point where when he pulled out you still felt full. He’s gotten better albeit still the worst at aftercare, but now he kisses you sometimes and calls you pretty things. Lloyd Hansen lives like a king and it only makes sense to have you as his princess.

#xreader #daddy chris evans #the gray man #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen x reader smut #h0unds of h3ll responds #flood my ask box #i’ll be an assistant for free

[sosa2imagines]

Lloyd Hansen is daddy material 🥵😍❤️🔥

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[jakeysangel]

imagine lloyd throwing a big halloween party at his house and inviting a lot of his known associates that he trusts the most. it's a costume party and you had the great idea of having matching costumes with him. he's dressed like the devil, he's got a little headband with horns on it and a tail coming out the back of his suit pants, he's even got a devil pitchfork to bring the outfit together. you on the other hand are dressed in a gorgeous all white dress, with wings and a halo. you're an angel (literally hehe) and lloyd cannot contain himself all night. as soon as he sees you coming down the stairs he's as hard as a rock. the second he sees you finally alone, he's dragging you into an empty room and tearing your costume off. "oh angel, you've got no idea what you're doing to me" he whispers whilst pressing his body to yours, you couldn't ignore his thick length pressing into your thigh if you tried. you're dropping to your knees the second he steps away to undo his pants. "that's right angel, such a good girl for me" he mumbles while placing a hand on the back of your head and pushing you down his length. let's just say neither of you attended the rest of the party.

#abi's words #abi's lloyd <3 #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen smut #lloyd hansen x reader smut #lloyd hansen imagine

[chxrryhansen]

౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ Cherry’s Cevans Series Rec List

thought i’d make a list of all the best cevans (characters) series i have read!! i have lots more to add and will continue to update this list🫶🏻 i will also create a one shot fic rec list in the near future💖💘💞

Preying On You Tonight - @evansbby

“Steve is the cocky, brash and domineering alpha who makes your life at university a living hell every day. You’re the complete opposite - quiet, meek and reserved. You’re convinced Steve hates you, but what happens when he finds out you have a boyfriend? (a/b/o dynamics)”

Wicked Games - @evansbby

Ari is the campus fuckboy and you’re his little plaything. But he’s telling the truth when he says he’s going to make you his girlfriend soon, right?

What A World - @onsunnyside

S.H.I.E.L.D. had a lot of secrets, you just never expected one of them to be an actual person—a blue-eyed giant, wild manbeast at that. [tarzan!Steve Rogers x doctor!reader, nomad!steve, size difference]

Just Because I Won’t Die For You, Doesn’t Mean I Won’t Kill For You - @dbnightingale24

Lloyd Hansen is just another job for you. Your last job. However, when he decides that he wants to take you for a ride and have a good time, well...how’s a girl supposed to say no?

Closer To Heaven And Closer To You - @georgiapeach30513

When your boyfriend, Ransom wants to take a trip back home to the ranch to meet your family, you are unsure.  Knowing that a rodeo is in town could only mean your ex, Frank Adler, was most likely riding for eight seconds, still trying to beat his best friend, Steve Rogers.  All you wanted was a nice time, not old memories bothering your brain.

Just Like The Caged Bird - @georgiapeach30513

You are a widow who moves back to her husband's hometown after selling your in Georgia home.  Moving in above your brother in law's garage.  Sharing the space with his friend Bucky Barnes, but your other brother-in-law Andy causes problems, along with your overprotective brothers.

Pretty Petals - @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

You go on a self-improvement retreat, but not all is as it seems. (multi-character)

His Koala Bear - @kinanabinks

you and steve have been best friends since you were 5. for the longest time, he has wanted so much more from you. and it's getting harder for him to stop himself from taking it.

Belong Here - @angrythingstarlight

Steve has been looking for his perfect girl and suddenly there you are stuck in this dingy restaurant. You don't belong here, you belong with him.

Finding Home - @navybrat817

Steve finds a home with you. (lumberjack Au)

Their Doll - @kaiparker-avengerssmut

y/n Stark, all records of her non existent, and yet Hydra still find her. When she is kidnapped by a certain super-soldier and no one believes her, she finds herself searching for unexpected familiarity in her not-so-distant past.

No Better Than Beast’s - @lokislastlove

You’re an animal rights activist who sets out to put an end to animal testing… but it’s a risky mission. (Dark!Steve Rogers)

Doppelgänger - @boxofbonesfic

Your husband’s twin brother has always made you uncomfortable, and after two years of marriage, you finally find out why. (Dark!Ransom Drysdale + Dark!Lloyd Hansen)

Million Dollar Man - @chrisevansgoodgirl

your relationship with ransom and his insane family.

Brooklyn’s Sweetheart - @spacesnail3000

Bucky and Steve had always been meant to keep her safe and happy. As far as anyone else was concerned, that was their sole reason for being alive. Unfortunately, the things that kept her safe were not always the things that kept her happy. Lately, she was making it pretty damn hard for them to compromise.

Let It Snow - @spacesnail3000

She was his Omega, and Steve had a plan. She would love him. He knew she would.

Sweet Renegade - @cevansbrat0007

A new arrival in town leads to an unexpected complication in the form of a sexy as sin Bounty Hunter named Ari Levinson.

Evergreen, Evermore - @babyjakes

loving husbands jake and ari had always believed they were all each other could ever want or need. but one unusual summer, when their world is turned upside-down by an uncanny girl from down the street, they find that having someone to love, nurture, and care for together is the missing piece that finally completes their perfect family and lives.

A Huckleberry Is Nothing Without His Hummingbird - @dbnightingale24

Lloyd and Y/N have been amicably(ish) divorced for four years. However, when earth shattering trauma come their way, will they lean into what they truly want, or will the flames from past traumas still burn too bright?

Civil war- Brooklyn - @saiyanprincessswanie

Ten years ago the Readers world was turned upside down when her father was killed by Hydras Brock Rumlow. She believes the loves of her life Steve Rogers and James “Bucky” Barnes were also killed while trying to avenge her fathers death. Reader is now working for the FBI on a task force that is meant to take down Hydra. She volunteers to go undercover to take down Hydra. In doing so she not only puts herself in the cross hairs with Rumlow but she gets to meet the mystery men causing Hydra issues. Who are the Captain and Winter Soldier? What lengths will you go through to uncover the truth and seek revenge?

The Boston Brute - @time-for-a-lullaby

When you graduated from Northeastern University, you had your sights set on the West Coast. And then you were offered a position with the Boston Bruins Athletic Training Department. And then you met Chris. A 6′3″, ruggedly handsome hockey player dead set on making your life a living hell by pushing every button and getting on every nerve. Despite your obvious disdain for each other and the ‘No Fraternization’ clause in your employee contract, you’re drawn together in a passionate, fiery love affair that seems to burn everything in its wake. 

Planet Evans Universe - @astranva

In which Chris was a nervous mess when he met his A+ list celebrity crush, highest-paid, and the most iconic actress, you, at Vanity Fair’s 2014 after party. (Following the life of overprotective!dad!Chris x wife!actress!reader!)

Don’t Speak - @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

Reader is a reclusive loner who ventures down to the library on a simple mission. Her task is complicated by the man she meets there. (Dark!Andy Barber)

Cat and Mouse - @queen-of-the-avengers

You’re called the Vixen because you were HYDRA’s favorite creation. You’re very hard to catch, and once you are, it’s even harder to keep you.

Let’s Ride - @starryevermore

You’re a single mom and have just moved into a new town. You have no interest in looking for love, but the funny thing about love is, it waits for no one. (Biker!Ari Levinson)

Out Of The Darkness - @sunshinexsin

Sienna Jons has lived in Boston for three years now after graduating and is running her own salon in the city. With a small group of friends sticking by her side, she's content with her life. Enter Chris Evans, a known and feared mob boss in Boston’s underground crime world. Coming out of a long relationship ended in a bitter divorce, Chris isn’t looking for anything serious until Sienna crosses his path. Trying to win her over proves difficult for the man who seemingly has it all and Sienna is not willing to be with someone who causes such destruction in his own hometown. Sienna soon finds herself entangled in the crazy, violent world of the mob and struggles to find a way to either live with the hardened man Chris has always been or get away from him before her own life spirals out of control.

Murder He Wrote - @wiypt-writes

You’re sent by your asshole boss to do a review of a Celebrity Host Haunted Mansion, hosted by none-other than the arrogant, wild-eye browed actor Lucas Lee, but you’re worried you’ve missed the boat…that is, until at the last minute, an email arrives to say they can let you in on the last admission that night, which just happens to be Halloween. (Dark!Ransom Drysdale)

Poison Paradise - @the-iceni-bitch

Robert Pronge was sure he could settle for a fake domestic life as long as he could go on killing. Little did he know that you could give him everything he needed.

A Bun In The Oven - @witchywithwhiskey

the leaves are changing—green fading into golden yellow, burnt orange and radiant red—and the days are getting shorter and colder as autumn settles in. it's the perfect time of year for baked goods, fall foliage, book stores, and to curl up next to (and get under) our favorite man with a plan, steve rogers

Wilford’s Demands - @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Wilford places you in Curtis’ care so he can impregnate you.

In The Balance - @goodgirlofglory

One unsuspecting evening, the stranger Steve Rogers appears bloodied and in need of aid at your doorstep. You immediately catch his eye, and he forces himself upon you within the hour. Several months of repeated visits from him results in your pregnancy, and the night you find out, Steve intereceps you on your way to an abortion clinic and kidnaps you to his mansion. Will you carry the child to term? Will you buckle under the pressure of capitivity? Will you escape the grasp Steve has on you, or will you submit to it and your own, conflicted desires?

Drowning Siren - @rogerswifesblog

The Avengers found an old abandoned HYDRA base, that had been cleared after HYDRAs existence had been exposed. At least they thought it was cleared. It was the biggest experimental lab they had ever seen, the closest base to the ocean, full with creatures-dead creatures. Some of them laid still on tables, stripped with metal cuffs, open and already rotting. It was an awful smell. But then they heard something beautiful. A melody, a beautiful voice singing unbelievably gentle sounds. Walking into the building full with ocean creatures, they had no idea their life was about to change.

Vampire Kings Religion - @marvelcriminalhoe

In a world where fantasy beings roam every corner, the humans are on the bottom. Looked at as weak and disgraceful. The vampires are the opposite. They rule the land, and all of the creatures that take part of it. the current ruler, King Steven, has ruled for more than 150 years, alone. After many nights, and long talks with his most trusted hands, he comes to the long awaited decision that he will finally, take a wife. All female creatures, are to be evaluated, so he can find his perfect match. Of course, no one expects for him to choose a human. Especially not one from the church. Especially not the daughter, of the leader, of the church. The same church that detests the mythical creatures, wishing for nothing more than for them to perish in fire. How could this union possibly end well?

Ride And Prejudice - @pagesoflauren

A take on Pride & Prejudice, certain circumstances in your life have led you to take refuge and work in a farm village, particularly on the ranch owned by Steve Rogers. He doesn’t take kindly to you, having bad perceptions about city folk. Your only reaction to that is the one you deem acceptable: get annoyed at every little thing he does whilst doing your best to annoy him and still keep your job.

Love On The Brain - @howardpotts

You’re just a student, living her normal daily life in New York. One night changes everything, without you even knowing. Steve Rogers slowly introduces you to his world full of money, drugs and voilence. But are you able to handle what he has to offer? (MobBoss!Steve Rogers)

Flamingo King - @onsunnyside

The sun is brutal this summer, especially in Flamingo Trailer Park, the land of big hearts and cheap tricks, you’ve been here for years unlike your “new” neighbour, Ari. He’s older, bigger, and intimidating, the local rockstar, and you, well, aren’t you just the sweetest girl in the whole damn city?

Make It A December To Remember - @imyourbratzdoll

AGE AND SIZE DIFFERENCE IS ADDED TO ALL! SANTA AND THE GRINCH ARE LARGER THAN THE READER! THE ELVES ARE THE SIZE OF HER PALM! (a chris evans xmas universe)

This Love Is Bad - @wildestdreamsblog

You were just trying to escape your past, and Ari was trying to chase his future.

Nowhere To Run - @sagechanoafterdark

On the last day that Steve spent in your small town before heading off to basic training for the army, he made sure it was one you wouldn’t ever forget. Years later when he appears in your town he seems like a changed man in more ways than one, but you’re ready to show him that you’ve never forgotten that day. (Dark!Steve Rogers+ Bucky Barnes)

Nice To Be Kneaded - @rogersideup

Almost every news station in the country was covering the chase for the missing superheroes post-raft-escape following the Civil War. Steve Rogers face had been plastered on the cover of every news paper, fliers stapled to street lamps, posted on bulletin boards in what felt like every coffee shop in the country. It had been just a few long months shy of a year, just long enough to grow out his hair and beard to make himself as unrecognizable as he could manage. Though he was still the poster boy of disorder within the states, he found himself in the scanty town of Greenwood in the house right next to yours.

Forever And Ever More - @syntheticavenger

Ransom Drysdale may be Boston’s most eligible Alpha who has his eyes set on you. With his inheritance hanging in the balance, he won’t take no for an answer, whether you like him or not.

Hackers Heart - @bakugousaysdie

steve rogers has always been america’s golden boy, leading earth’s mightiest heroes and serving his country. you have always been bad with boundaries, a little too curious, and an absolute disruption. you are an absolute menace,so it’s only right you fell in love with the most adored man in the country.

Arranged - @time-for-a-lullaby

Living in this life, you’ve never gotten to have much say in anything. What you wear, who you hang out with, and now, who you marry and you’re dreading your arranged marriage to the Italian mob boss, Chris Evans. Expecting to suffer through a life of abuse while being kept under lock and key, you’re pleasantly surprised when Chris is nothing like you expected. He’s the most feared man on the East Coast, only brought to his knees by one thing and one thing only. You.

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[onsunnyside]

Ok but Lloyd, having you lying down naked on the table in front of him, worshiping your body while he's giving orders to his team, smacking your pussy/cheek every time you let out a whimper 😵‍💫

 mean!lloyd may be my favourite lloyd 

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | Lloyd Hansen x reader

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut - minors dni, exhibitionism/lloyd being nasty & mean, pussy slapping, fingering (f), daddy kink, dirty talk, degradation, dumbification, overstimulation, squirting. mentioned: knife play, gun play.

𝗪/𝗖 | 540

❤️‍🔥 𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐱 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“Sir, that isn’t what protocol is.”

Lloyd blinks, “You’re new here.”

“Uh, only by a few weeks.” The young man replies, soon realizing he should have stayed silent. 

“Of course, it’s always the newbies.” The brunet sighs, his arm flexes, his fingers knuckle-deep between your thighs. “I know you’ve heard of me, so you must know those rules you follow back at HQ mean less than dogshit to me. As does your opinion, and anything else that comes out of that fuckhole mouth of yours.” 

A sharp whimper brings him back down, and he glances at his hand. Your juices leak down his wrist to his watch, only adding to the growing mess under you. You cry out again and fist your shirt, the only thing Lloyd let you keep on while he played with you—in the sick and twisted way he often did, in front of his team during a meeting while planning hits as if you weren’t there. 

“What? Are you going to talk back too?” He asks, swatting your soaked cunt, the lewd noise bouncing off the walls. “This isn’t punishment enough, baby?”

You desperately shake your head, toes curling in pleasure as he lands a series of slaps on your throbbing clit. Teased beyond relief, you can barely breathe. You didn’t expect to last this long, but you knew it was only a matter of time until you could no longer stay quiet. 

“Dumb little girl—can’t even let daddy work, can’t even stay quiet for me. Should’ve gagged you instead, make you warm me with your mouth. Bet you’d fucking love that.” He huffs, “Always has to steal my attention, fucking slut.” Lloyd harshly rubs your clit, bullying the sensitive button while you squirm and whine on the wooden table. 

Your back arches as you gasp, and euphoria rushes in. It takes you by storm, and your vision goes white. All you feel is Lloyd and his torture, and all his mean words jumble into something incoherent. 

Lloyd watches you squirt and soak his sleeve and the table. Your cunt flutters and begs for something, his fingers, his knife or his gun—he’s tempted to give in, but you don’t deserve it. Not after being so interruptive and ungrateful. He slaps you once you’ve come back down, and you squeal, legs snapping shut around his forearm. 

“You,” He nods at the man from earlier and his predictions are confirmed. His gaze is locked on you with lamely concealed lust, “You stay, everyone else, out.” 

As the other people file out of the office, the young man remains seated at the table, practically shaking in his chair. “You can’t look away from my girl, huh? She’s a real treasure.” Lloyd prys your thighs apart, ignoring your pleas for a break. “Daddy’s busy right now, pumpkin, shut up.” Another swat and you fall slack on the table. 

“I’m gonna show you exactly why she’s mine, I’ll let you look at her while I fuck her stupid—and that’ll be the last thing you’ll ever see.” He finishes just as the last guard leaves, and the door locks after him. “I’d get comfortable if I were you. Even though she looks exhausted, my baby’s quite insatiable after being teased so much.” 

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[babyjakes]

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompts | exhibitionism + piercing

pairing | soft!daddy!lloyd hansen x little!reader, feat. lloyd's friends: andy barber, ari levinson, ransom drysdale, steve rogers

warnings | ddlg dynamics (lloyd is a soft sweet daddy.) months of no touch/orgasms. clit hood piercing (+ me not knowing much about them.) fivesome with a sixth watching; exhibitionism. fingering (vaginal + anal.) nipple play. clit focus + rubbing. overstimulation. asking permission to come + she comes hard. so much praise and encouragement. probably some light mocking/humiliation. sooo many petnames. aftercare!! :) brief alcohol mention

word count | 1,580

an | sorry for the weird formatting? tumblr wouldn't allow me to use the bulleted list bc of too many characters i think- but ahhh omg the very last kinkmas piece 🥺 this event has been so much fun i hope you've all enjoyed the stuff i've written!! make sure to check out the event masterlist for anything you might've missed and thanks so much for reading along with me this month!! happy holidays and merry christmas to all of you sweet friends 😌💕

thinking about daddy!lloyd piercing your clit hood and then inviting all his friends over to show you off 🫠 piercings do take time to heal so maybe he's away on a trip for a few months after it happens, and when he returns home he has his buddies over to come play with you 😌 you were touch-free for that time period, so by the time the big night comes you're more than ready for some attention down there

lloyd dresses you up in a pretty new dress he got while out on his trip, short with lots of cleavage showing as always. and panties are skipped entirely; they'd just get in the way. he has you wait in your room as he brings his guests in, getting everyone settled in the fancy lounge with drinks and snacks. then he sends one of his servants to bring you down from where you're patiently waiting upstairs

andy, ari, ransom, and steve all coo and fawn adoringly as soon as you appear. you recognize every face in the group quite well; these are your daddy's closest and most trusted friends, the only men he would ever allow near you besides himself. this isn't the first time they've come over to play under lloyd's supervision. while these sessions can be overwhelming with so many players involved, things never get out of hand, as each of your daddy's friends treat you with just as much respect and care as he would, himself

"there's the pretty girl. we've missed you, sweetheart," ari's cooing from his seat on one of the armchairs

"that's a cute little dress, sunshine. s'it new?" ransom winks at you as he stands near your daddy's chair, finishing a glass of scotch

"come on over, doll. your daddy said you have something very special to show us," steve says gently, patting the space on the long leather couch between him and andy

the lawyer nods at the blonde man's words, adding, "come here, honey. got a nice spot saved just for you"

lloyd's on the other couch, across from steve and andy. "go on, princess. they've all been waiting so patiently to see," he encourages you

you find your way over, sitting down obediently between the two broad men. ari comes and sits on the edge of the coffee table in front of you. ransom makes his way behind the couch, gently placing his hands on your shoulders and easing you back a bit

"you wanna show us, angel?" ari asks gently as he leans in a bit, helping the men on either side of you bring your legs up to bend at the knee, your stocking-covered feet falling to either side of you. when you give a timid nod, the skirt of your dress is lifted up to expose your most intimate parts to the eager men surrounding you. a soft gasp is shared as they all lay eyes on your leaking cunt, swollen and sensitive from months of neglect

"aww, little one," steve's murmuring sympathetically at the sight of your arousal

"look at that ring- so pretty, sweet girl," andy marvels at the sight of the gold loop that now runs right through the fleshy hood covering your needy little nub

"your daddy told us it's a very special ring," ari hums steadily as he reaches out and gently spreads your messy folds apart, all of the men watching as your little hole twitches. "it goes right through the hood of your sweet little clit, doesn't it baby?"

"and that means," ransom chimes in from behind as he reaches down into your low-cut top, gently collecting your tits in his hands and squeezing at them, "that every time it moves, it rubs right up against your poor little button. isn't that right, pretty girl?"

you manage to give a shaky nod, a small whimper rising in your throat as the men all close in to finally start giving you the relief you so desperately need. there's no fumbling or hesitation, each of them settling in on their own task to contribute to the system of pleasure

steve brings two huge fingers to line up right at your opening, swirling the tips around briefly in your pool of slick before steadily pushing in. "okay sweetheart, let's get this pretty little pussy nice and filled up"

ransom continues up at your chest, his fingers rubbing and pinching at your pebbled nipples. "there you go, doll face. just relax," he's encouraging as your back arches lightly, making you sink a bit down further into the couch

andy drags some of your plentiful wetness down, carefully teasing the tip of a single digit over your puckered rosebud. he chuckles when you let out a startled whine, his voice low and soothing in tone as he croons, "easy, baby. i'll be gentle, i promise"

and ari seems maybe the most pleased of them all as he begins tapping and tugging gently at the small gold ring settled so perfectly against your now hardened clit. the feeling of the metal bumping and moving against your throbbing button is already more than enough to make you squirm, ari's patient gaze settled on you as he murmurs, "look at that, so responsive, just like always. does that feel good, baby doll? here, i wonder if we just-"

the others continue masturbating you in their various ways as the man before you pulls up on the ring, forcing the hood of your clit back to reveal your swollen little nub. "there it is," ari breathes happily as he steals some of your slick, bringing his thumb up to begin swiping repeatedly over your exposed bundle of nerves as his other hand keeps its hood retracted with the ring

"oh-... o-oh..." you're immediately stumbling over your words, your breaths shuddering as your clit burns brutally beneath ari's quickening pace

"think someone likes that," steve's chuckling beside you as he stretches you out on his fingers, curling them upward to stroke against your weak spot

andy's gathered more of your arousal to coat his pointer finger as he gently begins easing it up into your tight little ass, his eyes shining with pride as you weakly take the intrusion, "yeah? you like that, baby girl? that's it, honey. you're being so good for us"

"let's see if we can make this pretty little girl come for us," ari speaks to the others as your tummy quivers, your little legs shaking on either side of you as the stimulation becomes more and more overwhelming. but as soon as your knees begin trying to close, steve and andy are holding them open, giving you no choice but to lay there against the hot leather and let the men bring you to orgasm

"remember to ask permission, baby," ransom's reminding you as his head leans down next to your ear. the hands all over your body continue, but everyone glances over in lloyd's general direction as he sits just across the coffee table on the opposite couch, watching intently with a hand placed at his chin. one of his big rules for shared play time is that you always get his permission to come

"p-please daddy," your little voice comes out begging as both your holes are fucked forcefully now with large, slippery fingers, your nipples being rolled and rubbed as your clit is flicked in rapid succession. "please, c-can i-... can i-i come?"

lloyd scoots forward a bit, giving a simple nod as he lowers his hand from his face. "go ahead, princess. being so good for daddy's friends, you can come. you've earned it, baby"

as soon as you're allowed, you let go, your orgasm washing over you with impressive force. being the first climax you've had in months, it's quite the sight to be seen

all the praise coming from the men surrounding you blurs together as your holes contract around the fingers still pumping inside you: "oh- there it is" "good, very good, little one" "look at that, coming so hard for us" "keep going, baby. keep coming, that's it" "poor little girl, needed it so bad, huh?" "so cute when she comes, isn't she? such a precious girl"

when the waves of pleasure are finally dying down, their cheers turn to softer, soothing words as their hands still against you: "did so good for us, pretty girl. we're so proud of you" "that feel good, angel? seemed like a pretty big one" "you're okay, sweetheart. here, let's get your daddy over here" “no little one, don’t move. we’ll take care of the mess; you just hang tight”

everything feels like you’re experiencing it through a haze as lloyd comes over with the supplies needed for aftercare. you’re cleaned up and put in a comfy pair of fresh panties, your dress being repositioned on you to cover you up. someone wraps you in a blanket, and soon you’re safe and content in your daddy’s arms

the men all spend the rest of the night doting on you, helping keep you in a tiny headspace where you feel so safe and cared for. you get all the snuggles, tummy rubs, hair strokes, nose and cheek kisses, and gentle loving words you could ever want from each of your daddy’s wonderful friends

wow holy cow i got carried away with this 😮‍💨 all of them at once is so much but like,, , the i need that kind of so much 😔🙏

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[i-have-a-wonky-eye-too]

Heyyy!! Can I request a Lloyd Hansen x reader where they both meet in a museum in france and he takes her on a date not expecting to be attracted to her so much

Okay... This got away with me and I regret nothing! Thank you for this request. I've been wanting to write for Lloyd for soo ooooo long!

Better Believe It... Lloyd Hansen x F!reader

Warnings: 18+ readers only, swearing, Lloyd Hansen!, smut, oral (f-receiving), Lloyd's clit tickler, unprotected sex (wrap it), rough sex, choking, spanking, Lloyd threatening to shoot someone, reader being a slut for Lloyd, Lloyd!!, soft!Lloyd, nicknames (sunshine, Princess, angel)

Lloyd had his sights set on his target as he carefully made his way through the crowded museum. If it wasn't for the less than useless team he'd been assigned for this mission, he wouldn't have to be getting his hands dirty. He was more than happy to sit back on this one and bark orders at the little twerps from the comfort of the safety house instead of freezing his dick off walking around Paris, waiting for the right moment-

Lloyd let out a heavy huff as someone walked into him. They fell backwards onto their ass in front of him with a squeak making him roll his eyes in frustration. Great, he'd lost his target. "Oh, for fuck-" The words died in Lloyd's mouth as his gaze fell onto one of the most beautiful sights he'd ever seen.

You scrambled onto your knees and quickly began to gather your belongings, feeling your cheeks blush as you tried not to let the embarrassment eat you alive. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I was trying to put my things in my bag and I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings and I should have been. I am so, so, so-" You finally looked up from where you knelt on the floor and gasped. Fuck, he's beautiful.

Lloyd gulped, feeling his heart pound in his chest and his dick stir in his pants as he stared down at you on your knees before him. He cleared his throat and held his hand out to you. "Let me help you up, sunshine." You gave him a timid smile and accepted his hand, immediately tearing your eyes away from his as your blush deepened. "Are you hurt?" He asked once you were stood up in front of him. 

You shook your head, "No, sir." You whispered, feeling nervous as you realised how much big the man was than you.

Lloyd held in a groan, wishing he could hear you call him that as he devoured your cunt. He was sure it was as sweet as your honey laced voice.

"M'sorry I walked into you." You looked up at him through your eyelashes.

Lloyd gulped and shook his head. "I should be the one apologising for knocking such a pretty gal over." He smiled, cursing himself on the inside. Gal? This isn't the fucking 40s, Lloyd. Pull your shit together.

You let out a shy giggle, once again lowering your face as you brushed your hair behind your ear. "I don't know about that... But, thank you..." You cleared your throat. "I should be going." You nodded and stepped around him.

Lloyd frowned as he looked ahead of him to where he last saw his target, not surprised when he didn't see him there anymore.

You'd barely walked ten steps away when you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. You looked back and smiled, "Did I forget something?"

Lloyd nodded a playful smirking curling at his lips. "As a matter of a fact, you did, sunshine." Lloyd handed you his cell that already had the keypad loaded. When you raised your eyebrow at him, Lloyd chuckled. "How else can I ask ya' to dinner?"

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"So, are you here for business or pleasure, sunshine?" Lloyd asked as the pair of you sat at a table in one of the most renowned restaurants in Paris.

There usually was a three month waiting list if you wanted to done there but Lloyd said he 'knew a guy' and that's how the pair of you ended up getting a table out on the balcony, overlooking the Eiffle Tower as it lit up Paris' night sky.

"Pleasure." You smiled to yourself. "I've always wanted to visit but never had the chance."

"What changed?" Lloyd asked.

"I dumped my lying, cheating, free loading ass of a boyfriend." You smiled at him.

Lloyd chuckled, "Ah, I see."

You nodded. "What about you?" You asked.

Lloyd sighed, "Business."

"Oh, sounds fun." You joked making Lloyd chuckle.

"Usually it is." He smiled.

"What is it you do?" You asked as you picked up your champagne, something else Lloyd surprised you with.

Lloyd stared at you in silence for a moment as he tried to think of what to say. For the first time. I'm Lloyd's life he found himself not wanting to lie to someone but also wanting to keep them safe. Why? "I, uh... Can't really tell you, without putting you in danger."

You frowned, "Are you being serious?"

Lloyd nodded. "I work for a government agency... And that's all I'm saying."

"What? Like... NCIS? Or James Bond?" You asked with a playful smile making Lloyd scowl.

"Way better than, James Bond, sunshine." He winked at you making you laugh. "What about you?"

"I'm certainly no, James Bond." You blushed. "I own and work in a computer repair store with a friend from college." You smiled proudly.

Lloyd's eyes widened a little, "You're a nerd?"

You rolled your eyes with a huff. "And what if I am?"

Lloyd held his hands up. "Nothing, you're just, way too hot to be a nerd." He smirked at you making your head fall back with a laugh.

"That's the first time I've been told that." You blushed, "Can I ask you something?"

Lloyd nodded, "Sure, but I might not be able to answer it."

You bit your bottom lip. "Is there a reason you have your mustache that way or do you just like it?" You asked as you leaned forwards on your elbows, subconsciously pressing your breasts together, giving Lloyd the perfect view down your dress.

Lloyd gulped as he took a quick glance, licking his lips as he looked you in dead in the eye."Why? You got a problem with it?" He'd shave it off in a heart beat if you did.

You shook your head. "Absolutely not. I was just wondering if it felt as good as it looked." You smirked at him.

Lloyd's lips curled into a grin. "Wanna find out, sunshine?"

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Lloyd could spend the rest of his life with his head buried between your legs. You really were as sweet as he first thought and the noises you made were the icing on the cake for him. There was no way he was letting you go.

Your eyes rolled backwards as Lloyd brought you to yet another orgasm, the number you weren't sure of. After the second mind blowing orgasm, you went dumb. Fuck, you love that clit tickler.

Lloyd moaned from deep in his chest as he sat back on his knees. He wiped his hand down his chin and smirked at you. "Fuck, sunshine, your pussy is perfect." Lloyd crawled over the top of you, pressing kisses up the length of your body. He gave your pebbled nipple a few kitten licks before suckling on it with a soft moan.

"Fuck," You let out a breathy moan, arching your back. You reached up and tangled your fingers through his hair tugging his head towards yours. "Fuck me, Lloyd." You begged before crashing your lips against his.

Lloyd quickly took control of the kiss as his large hands kneaded your body. He pulled back with a smirk, "Patience, sunshine." He gave you a quick kiss before he got off the bed. "Knees. Facing me." He order, pointing to the floor before dropping his briefs to reveals his long, thick dick.

You licked your lips and quickly scurried off the bed and got on to the plush carpet. You didn't need Lloyd to tell you what he wanted you to do next.

His breathe caught in his throat as you wrapped your hand around his hard cock. You bit your bottom lip as you looked up at him.

"Fuck," He moaned softly, his head falling back as you gave him a soft squeeze.

You slid your hand down to the base of his cock, spitting on the head before sliding your hand back up to gather your saliva. Lloyd moaned softly as you repeated the action before cupping his balls in your palm. You looked up at him with a smirk then ran your tongue down the length of him and back to the tip. Lloyd groaned deeply. You teasingly repeated the action until Lloyd huffed and wrapped your hair around his fist, tugging your head back making you giggle.

"Stop teasing."

You gave his head one more kitten lick before wrapping your lips around him and began sucking.

"Fuck," He moaned with closed eyes.

Lloyd's cock was on the large side (certainly larger than any previous you've had) so you weren't able to fit some of him into your mouth straight away. As you took what you could in your mouth, you used your hand to stroke him.

"Easy, angle." Lloyd cooed, gently stroking your cheek as you worked him in your mouth. "Fahk." Lloyd groaned as he watched you deep throat him before pulling off to stroke him again.

Your eyes water a little as you caught your breath but it didn't bother you, the sounds Lloyd made spurred you on. You wanted to please him. You used your other hand to play with his balls as you licked up the length of him before taking him back into your mouth. You bobbed slowly up and down, adding light pressure to his balls as you did.

"Shit. Angel, don't stop," Lloyd gently large tugged the makeshift pony tail.

You moaned, the taste of him on your tongue making you even wetter than you thought possible.

Lloyd's hips began to move and back forth, his cock slipping in and out of your mouth as he fucked your throat. "Fahk!" His head fell backwards. "S'good. I'm go-"

Suddenly the door to Lloyd's hotel room burst open. Lloyd quickly pulled his cock out of your mouth and grabbed the covers from the bed, covering you up as four men marched in with guns pointed at the pair of you.

"What the shit?!" Lloyd shouted at them as he covered his dick with a pillow.

"Shit. Sorry, boss." One of the men said as he stared at you.

"Stop looking at her!" Lloyd glared at them angrily and moved to stand in front of you where you were now sat on the floor.

You licked your lips as he gave you the perfect view of his ass, tempted to take a bite of it.

The four men spun around. "Sorry, sir... We didn't know where you were. When you didn't answer our calls, we thought the target might have-"

"I DON'T CARE! GET THE FUCK OUT!" Lloyd screamed at them.

"But boss-"

"GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I PUT A BULLET IN YOUR HEAD!" Lloyd screamed at them, making the men quickly leave the room, shutting the door behind them.

As Lloyd took a deep breath you stood from the floor, letting the covers fall from you.

Lloyd turned to face you letting the pillow fall to the floor. "M'sorry 'bout-"

You practically threw yourself at Lloyd, wrapping your arms around his neck and crashing your lips against his. Lloyd's hands dug into the backs of your thighs and hoisted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he once more took charge of the kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth.

He dropped onto the bed with you, pulling back from your mouth with smirk. "You want my cock that much, Princess?"

You nodded, "I never knew death threats could be such a turn on." You giggled.

Lloyd chuckled, "Then you should stick around..." He ran his tongue up your throat before buying lightly.

"You speak to them like that often?" You asked with a soft moan.

"All the fucking time." Lloyd nipped your throat.

"Then I might just stick around." You held the back of his head and crashed your lips against his this time your forced your tongue into his mouth. You pulled back with a smirk. "Fuck me, Lloyd."

Lloyd smirked down at you. "Hands and knees. Now." He ordered.

You quickly untangled yourself from Lloyd and with his help you flipped over onto your hands and knees. You raised your ass in the air and gave it a little wiggle, letting out a high pitched moan as Lloyd slapped it.

"I won't be soft." He warned, taking a handful of your ass cheek.

You shook your head and looked back at him, "I don't want you to be."

His eyes darkened as he licked his lips. "You might regret saying that, angel." He gave your ass another smack.

You cried out in pure ecstasy.

Lloyd spat onto his hand and gave his hard cock a stroke as he shoved two of his thick fingers inside your pussy, letting out a deep moan. "Fuck, you're gonna strangle my cock." He twisted his wrist, giving his fingers a scissor.

You moaned. "Just fuck me already, Lloyd. Please."

Lloyd rolled his eyes and pulled his fingers out and replaced them with the head of his cock. "So..." He began to push his thick length inside your pussy making you whine. "Fucking." He bottomed out with a groan. "Needy." He pulled back until just his bulbous head was left inside before he rammed back in.

"Fuck!"

Lloyd wrapped his hand around your hair tightly as he slammed into you. His other hand held onto your ass cheek, definitely leaving bruises. He wanted you to remember him. You looked so beautiful with your head held back as you muttered incoherent words. Lloyd looked over into the mirror with a devilish grin, your breasts jiggled with every thrust of his hips that hit you deep inside. You cried out in pleasure as Lloyd occasionally hit your ass as he growled like a wild animal when he felt your pussy squeeze around him.

"Fuck, Princess, it's like your pussy was made for me." He groaned.

You nodded, pushing yourself back onto his cock. "Made for you."

"You're squeezing my cock, so, good, Princess." He whispered. "Fuck, you're gonna cum, aren't you?" He smirked against your ear. You nodded with a whimper, your voice lost because of the pleasure. "C'mon, angel, soak my fucking cock." Lloyd panted against your ear.

You nodded with a moan pushing yourself back onto Lloyd's cock.

Lloyd let go of your hair and moved his hand round your front and over your breasts and wrapped his hand around your throat, pulling you up so your back was against his chest. Lloyd moved his other hand over your stomach and pressed his fingers against your clit.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt Lloyd tighten his hold around your throat and after another few sharp thrusts, you came with a loud cry, your entire body shaking as your orgasm ran through you and Lloyd released his hold on your throat.

Lloyd gave a few more strokes of his hips before he came, cursing as his cock twitched inside your warm walls. "Fuck, sunshine-"

The pair of you collapsed in a sweaty heap in the bed, panting as Lloyd kept you in his arms.

"So... You wonna stick around for a while, angel?" Lloyd asked and pressed a kiss just behind your ear. His mustache tickling your sensitive skin.

You gave a tired hum. "Depends. You gonna fuck me like that if I do?"

Lloyd chuckled and pushed himself up so he was over you. "Oh, sunshine," He said with a shit eating grin. "You better believe I'm gonna fuck you silly."

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Water Under The Bridge: Part 2

“…we, therefore, commit this body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust; in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life…” He was there at the graveside service just as he was at the ballroom turned funeral parlour, his presence lingering at the back of your mind with a warning.

You were meant to be sitting close to your mother and Cade, you were meant to be sitting upon the white chairs that were set up and lined by the six feet hole in the ground that would seal your father up below the earth where he could finally rest.

His rest wouldn’t bring peace, or maybe it would and you were bitter enough to hope it hadn’t. Your relationship with your father, your mother and brother were never what they should have been, and you knew that it had everything to do with your grandparents. And Lloyd Hansen, the man who was coming to steal you like a thief in the night because you were meant to be his.

Your father had been the only child of your grandparents and had been raised in the world your grandparents had built with every expectation to take everything over with no restrictions. As it turned out, your father had made many mistakes and many enemies that had only been cowed down because of your grandparents, and it was a few too many mistakes.

Your grandparents hadn’t liked your mother, they held even more disregard for your brother who had carried all the same tendencies of your father, with the penchants for making the same crippling mistakes.

They weren’t willing to leave their legacy to your father without stipulations, and when you were born and had been regarded as somewhat of a mistake in your father, mother and brother’s eyes, your grandparents had stepped in. It was your grandfather who knew you could have been spared from the same toxicity that your father had inflicted upon your mother and brother.

And when your soulmate mark had appeared and his name had come upon your arm, your grandfather had changed the will and the future of the business he had built. Your grandfather had stipulated that your father would only get the business and the avenues, all the accessibility to have power if he had then passed it on to you.

Your father had worked on removing your mark and deleting it from any registries to keep Hansen away, and your grandfather had arranged for Val to watch over both you and your father. Val was more like your father due to him being your guardian all your life. He had worked for your father, but his true and hidden priority had always been you.

Even now that your father was long gone and being buried, Val was watching over you.

He had kept track of you when you went off to school and when your father had promised you that you would never have to come back here. Val had kept his eyes on you even from your place across the country when you attended university to forget your past, he was watching you.

“You can’t run from Hansen.” “…from ash to ash and dust to dust…”

“The family would like to invite you back to their home for a celebration of life-“ The graveside preacher was announcing the invitation while you had raised your head and gazed at your mother and brother.

The two of them were standing side by side, your mother was shedding crocodile tears on her designer dress, mourning the loss of the man who was fuelling her shopping habits. Your bother was standing next to her holding her hand but as you looked toward him, you had seen his lips getting pulled into a smirk and his eyes darkening.

He had taken the figurative appearance of a predator who was readying himself to strike and if you had to make an astute comparison, you would have thought he was something akin to a snake in the grass waiting to strike with fangs glistening. He wasn’t as subtle as he thought he was, and Val had given you an accurate forewarning of what they were planning. Between Lloyd Hansen and your brother Cade making plans to kill you to take control, you were rightfully screwed.

“You will be coming home,” your mother called over her shoulder, the birdcage veil had been draped over the right side of her face and eye, the curve drawing attention to her red lips coloured like blood, upturned in a snide and almost gleeful smirk.

“Of course mother.” You hadn’t denied her, you couldn’t have let her know that Val told you what she and Cade were planning.

You would happily play the part of the fool, let them have their fun and games while they could. You knew it would come back to hit them, you knew that for every scheme they had attempted to hurt behind the scenes a grieving widow and son would come full circle and knock them on their ass, just as you knew with absolute certainty that at some point Lloyd Hansen would take you.

It was a guarantee, not a matter of if but a matter of when, where and how.

“You can’t run from Hansen. No one can.”

Your childhood bedroom had remained untouched almost as if it was a time capsule to your younger years, a surprising sight since you had left the day you turned 18, moving immediately to your university of choice. You would have thought your mother and Cade would have burned everything in the room to turn it into her second closet however it was as pristine as you remembered.

But perhaps the most surprising part of your childhood bedroom was finding the man who was described as a vile and sadistic bastard, laying on your bed with his ankles crossed. He seemed amused with his hands holding one of your yearbooks, his soft and apt hums coming as he read the details of your high school life.

He was taller than you anticipated, now that you had a better look at him, and your initial observation of him was undoubtedly matched with the appearance of a man who was strong and broad-shouldered, but he had also carried a great strength in his shoulders and chest.

“You don’t know how to knock?” You had broken the silence with a comment that made him close the yearbook with a snap and drop it to the bed, your view of him now unobstructed.

“Hello sunshine,” he turned and planted his feet against the carpet, still managing to keep one leg bent against the side of the mattress, “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Have you?” Val’s warning had echoed in your head, and you had felt some initial fear of the man whose name you had been removing from your body for years, “I should’ve kept you waiting longer.”

You stepped further into your room yet kept your distance from him, contrasting his appearance with your bare feet and dime-store dress as opposed to his sleek Italian-crafted shoes. He was well dressed as you had observed earlier, only now you could detect the weapons he had on his person and the kind of soulmate mark that bound the two of you.

Your name was clear, it was concise as it remained on his forearm while his name was removed. Through painful and irritating treatments that you had to get twice a year, if not more, his name was removed and scuffed from your flesh in an attempt to hide you from him even though it would have all been folly in the end.

“Cute bedroom sunshine,” Lloyd had reached for one of the stuffed animals your grandparents got you for your 6th birthday, the material still looked untouched despite the time that had passed between you receiving the gift and you standing here today, “very delicate-“

“I know what you’re going to do and why you’re here.” You inhaled sharply when he had set the bear back down and turned to face you, his strong shoulders becoming taut as his eyes dropped to the space on your arm, his lips curled into a deep sneer that was communicative of his emotional state.

You had wanted to hide your arm behind your back, you wanted to obscure his view of your blank flesh just to have his penetrative gaze off of you, although in the end, you remained still. You let him stare you down, you let the weight of his gaze hover on you as tension and expectations had risen with uncertainty of when he would strike.

“You’re adept, not like your brain-dead brother.” Lloyd Hansen’s lips had twitched, barely forming a smirk before he frowned again.

He took a step toward you.

His footsteps muffled on the carpet as he languidly explored your childhood bedroom with his gaze, studying the possessions you had that were indicative of your treatment from your grandparents and the lack thereof from your father and mother. Lloyd had stopped once more before he approached you, his hand hovering over a picture of a hospital bracelet from years ago that you’d forgotten to get rid of.

It was dated for a day after you had turned 16, the third appointment you’d had since your grandparents died. You had shoved the band into one of your desk drawers after the treatment was over, wanting to forget the amount of pain you’d been put through to remove his name from your arm, pain that had only gotten worse as you got older.

“Your father was a snake.” Lloyd held no love for your father, spitting on the man’s legacy after he shoved your medical bracelet into his pants pocket, huffing once and then he rolled his shoulders back and stood straighter. “Your mother is a gold-digging whore-“

“I’m not going to make it easy on you, soulmate or not-“ You stopped talking and fell quiet when he laughed, almost pleasantly, and continued walking toward you with an air of humour among him.

“I’m counting on it, sunshine.” He reached toward you, his fingers curling slightly as he grasped a chunk of your hair, running his thumb and forefinger against your strands. “I’m counting on you fighting and trying to run.”

“No one runs from, Hansen.” Val’s warning had come again, a promise that Lloyd Hansen was playing for keeps

“Are you going to draw it out or get it over with?” You pressed yourself against the wood, your chest rising and falling rapidly with every breath as you truly felt like you were a trapped animal, waiting for the predator to strike.

“Are you that eager to go home, Mrs. Hansen?” Lloyd drew himself closer and raised his hand, drawing his fingers against his moustache.

“Home or hell?” You quipped, sucking in the air and holding it as he tried to reach for you again.

You had turned and shoved your shoulder into his chest, giving you the momentum to slip from your bedroom, nearly stumbling into the wall when your foot caught on the doorframe. You corrected yourself and moved to the staircase, gripping the railing as you hurried down the stairs knowing that he was after you and there was no rush or risk to him.

You weren’t so foolish to think that he didn’t have a small army at his disposal, and at the house, however, you didn’t fancy being manhandled by him.

“You little bitch!” your mother’s shriek had startled you, it had thrown you and you skidded to a stop as she came flying out of the sitting room with your bother following. “You whore! You slut!”

Her hand was raised as she came toward you, intending on striking you across the cheek in a blind rage fuelled by the vodka she had been diving into as a celebration for getting rid of your father and now you. You hadn’t been given the chance to react or negate her strike, but Lloyd had.

He had grabbed her wrist and twisted it painfully behind her back as she shrieked and cursed him out, his deadly and animalistic glare centred entirely upon your mother and brother, the latter of which was being held on his knees.

“We had a deal, Hansen! You bastard! We had a deal-“ Your mother kicked, she fought against him with some kind of resolve to keep herself prideful.

“She’s not yours to sell.” He kicked her feet out from under her while still holding onto her wrist, his blue eyes brimming and almost overcome with the drive to not just seek revenge but completely obliterate her whole world. “Take Mrs. Hansen out to the vehicle.”

Hands had grabbed your arms, fingers digging into your flesh had come loose when you shook them off and cursed in retaliation. You were made to follow them, you understand the order and had the knowledge that they would become much more physical if you didn’t give in. Still, you shook them off and followed as they moved, one before you and one behind you.

“Ungrateful whore! Everything we’ve done for you-!” Your mother was holding strong to her place as the self-appointed matriarch of this estate and business your grandfather had given to your father, her dignity hanging on by threads.

“What are you going to do with it?” You asked him, hovering by the open door, wondering what would become of everything your mother and brother had held so dear.

“Burn it.” Lloyd was looking at you but he was speaking to his men, the few that had begun pouring gasoline on the floor. “I want nothing left standing.”

“Hansen!” The door was shut behind you, your mother’s screams and protests muffled but not silenced.

The blacked-out SUV was waiting for you, the rear door opened giving you a view of the luxurious leather and hand-stitched interior that was likely reinforced and armoured. You had trounced down the steps yet hesitated to get into the vehicle even though you were outnumbered by his men, and unwilling to get a black eye or broken arm from trying to fight.

“Mrs. Hansen-“ You entered the vehicle and grasped onto the handle, slamming it shut in the brute’s face, nearly nicking his fingers in the process.

You looked out the window as smoke started to rise from the house, billowing and black, a preemptive look at the promise or order that Lloyd made, the directive that nothing was left standing.

You waited for the door to be open again, and he appeared with a single duffle bag in his hand and a sadistic, victorious smirk on his face. The right rear passenger door opened and he had thrown the bag in at your feet before he climbed in and joined you, the sour stench of gasoline and smoke clinging to his clothes.

“You have a choice, Mrs. Hansen.” He looked toward you, his hands resting on the space between you. “You choose-“

“Oh, I have options? I thought you were a totalitarian. Direct me like one of your pissants.” You snipped at him, angling your back to the door while kicking the duffle bag away from you.

“We go home,” Lloyd smirked at your attitude and licked his lips, “or we go somewhere private and sunny. Celebrate our early honeymoon-“

“Fuck you.” You grit your teeth and shoved his hand away from you, warmth bubbling in your stomach as your heart thrashed.

“Don’t be so eager, sunshine.” He tapped the roof of the vehicle, signalling the driver to had out. “Home it is.”

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➳❥ 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dark!Lloyd Hansen x innocent!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, dubcon, noncon, dark, minors dni, daddy kink, age gap - reader is early 20s, Lloyd is late 30s, coercion, dark Lloyd taking advantage of super innocent reader, like seriously reader is very innocent, corruption kink, babying, extreme dumbification, dd/lg undertones, mention of gun, use of gun in sexual context, choking, spitting, kidnapping, dacryphilia, loss of virginity, blood mention, killing mention, manipulation, gaslighting

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Lloyd promises to let you go, but he demands a depraved repayment. (In other words: Lloyd pops your cherry).

𝐀/𝐍: This is really fucking depraved. Please, please be warned. 

“My dad’s gonna come for me!” You burst out tearfully, tiny fists clenching at your sides and nails digging into your palms, “H-He loves me! And… And I’m not scared of you!”

Lloyd yawns, “Honey, this whole heroic act was cute two days ago. But now you’re just boring me.”

“N-Not acting!” You lie, jutting your chin up and hoping he can’t see how your hands shake and lower lip wobbles. Your dad had always taught you to be brave in the face of evil. And the man sat in front of you, with his neatly trimmed moustache and perfectly styled hair; his elegant white pants and tight black turtleneck that showed off every ridge of muscle on his body…

This man was definitely the face of evil.

“As I said, boring.” Lloyd practically sing-songs, crossing one leg over the other, his blue eyes gazing at you from where you sit on the bed with the pink satin sheets. “Why don’t you try a different schtick, sunshine? Maybe be a bit bratty? Gimme a reason to rough you up a bit before I send the videos to your father?”

Brows knotting together in confusion, a pout forms on your lips, “What videos?”

Lloyd can’t help his gleeful smile, “You’ll see.”

He gets up from the gilded armchair that he usually sits on when he comes to ‘visit’ you, making his way over to the four-poster princess bed where you sit cross-legged. The whole room that he’s put you in is soft, pink hues with gold accents – admittedly the prettiest room you’ve ever lived in. You’re thankful Lloyd didn’t throw you into a dark, scary basement when he kidnapped you – but that doesn’t mean you don’t want to leave.

Dad’s gonna come for me, you assure yourself.

But right now, it’s just Lloyd (and the guards stationed outside your room). Your captor casually walks towards you, twirling his gun in his hand in a way that makes you cringe in fear. He smirks when you exhale sharply, your eyes widening when the brunet takes a seat next to you on the pretty satin sheets.

“Why, honey. You’re hurting my feelings – I thought you said you weren’t scared of me.”

You swallow harshly, “N-Not scared!”

“Then why are you shuffling away from me like a kicked puppy?” Lloyd licks his lips, suddenly grabbing your calf and dragging you over to him. He’s so much bigger than you, so much stronger too – with those muscles that bulge out of the tight shirts he wears. You squeal in pure fear as places you neatly on his lap, arms encircling around you.

“Shhh, baby. Just shut that pretty mouth up for me, okay? I need to tell you something.”

Immediately, you clamp your mouth shut, sitting rigid against him while he strokes your hair. You’d never tell him this – but he’s the scariest man you’ve ever met. In the two days that you’ve known him – from when he stole into your bedroom in the dead of the night and took you up until now – you’ve seen many different sides of him. He can go from soft to insane in two seconds flat, and you’ve even seen him kill people.

“M-My dad said we shouldn’t play with guns.” You can’t help but point out when you see Lloyd continuously twirling his loaded gun with his fingers. And he’s doing it so dangerously close to you, as if he doesn’t care at all if he accidentally hits the trigger.

Lloyd snorts, “That’s because your dad’s too busy playing with his tiny dick, sunshine.”

You gasp at his crassness, and the older man can’t help but laugh at the expression on your face.

“God, you’re a little airhead, aren’t you? Makes me almost sad about what I’m gonna say next.”

Ears perking up at his words, you shuffle around on his lap until you’re facing him, blinking up at him shyly and waiting for him to speak.

“I’ve decided I’m going to let you go.”

Elation fills your trusting heart, and you bounce up and down in his lap in excitement, not noticing the way he suppresses a growl and steadies you with his large hands on your hips. “Really? Oh, Mr. Hansen, thank you!”

“Yes, sunshine. Thank me indeed. Turns out your father’s useless, and by extension, that makes you useless. And do you know what I do with useless people, baby?”

Eyes wide as saucers, you shake your head.

“I kill them.”

You’re suddenly hyper-aware of the loaded gun in his hand, the one he so callously plays with all the time. Blood running cold, you gulp up at him, “B-B-But…”

“Shhh, baby.” He presses his finger against your lips. “You didn’t let me finish. I’m feeling nice today, honey. So instead of killing you, I’m going to let you go. Isn’t that nice of me?”

He’s giving you whiplash with his words, but you nod quickly, “Y-Yeah! My mom says to always see the good in people, so I think you’re being really nice, Mr. Hansen. Thank you! When do I get to leave?”

Lloyd almost moans out loud at your innocence, digging his boner up into your ass while you blink up at him, so deliciously unaware of his intentions.

“Now sunshine, don’t get too ahead of yourself.” Lloyd clicks his tongue, finger tracing shapes on your bare thigh – you’re still in your little pink nightie that you were wearing when he kidnapped you. “I’m doing you a huge favour here. In fact, I’ve done a lot of favours for you in the past two days, wouldn’t you say so?”

“Huh?”

“Aw, you’re a dumb little baby, aren’t you?” He chucks you under the chin, loving how goddamn innocent you look, how your perfect little lips form the shape of an ‘o’, how you look like you’re hanging on to his every word, “I kept you in this pretty room instead of the scary basement, I gave you food and a soft princess bed to sleep in, didn’t I?” He pinches the flesh of your thigh when you don’t reply, “Didn’t I?”

“Ow– Yes! Yes, you did!” You cry out.

“So then it’s only fair that you repay me before I let you go.” Lloyd is vary casual with his words, making it sound like this repayment is so painfully obvious. He’s playing with the strap of your nightie now, pushing the silky strap down your bare shoulder and making you shiver.

“I… I guess so.” You’re confused, but your dad has told you in the past that if someone does something nice for you, then it’s always a good idea to repay them for their kindness. And although you’ve seen Lloyd scream at the guards and his other men (as well as maybe shoot a few people), he’s never really been mean to you. You sit up straight, nodding your head as you feel a bit more confident. In fact, you’re sure your dad would be proud of you for how you’re negotiating like an adult right now, “Okay, Mr. Hansen. What kind of repayment would you like?”

The corner of Lloyd’s mouth curls up, his large hands rubbing up and down your arms in a way that has you feeling kind of light-headed and warm, “Call me daddy, sunshine.”

“What? But you’re not my dad!” You giggle softly, not understanding why you’ve suddenly got this throbbing feeling between your legs. And it only seems to increase when his hand slips down, now casually playing with the lacey hem of your nightie.

“But I took care of you, kept a roof over your head these past two days, and also kept you fed, didn’t I? That means I’m your daddy.” Lloyd says it slowly, as if he’s speaking to a toddler.

You mull over his words, “I guess that makes sense…”

The brunet runs a hand over his perfectly styled hair, trying not to get too excited over the fact that he really has lucked the fuck out, a sweet-looking broad with a head as empty as yours sitting pretty in his lap, believing every single word that comes out of his mouth. It’s almost too good to be true.

“It makes perfect sense, cupcake. You’re just a dumb baby, so maybe things aren’t so clear in your head. But a man who takes care of his girl is known as daddy. So, you better call me that from now on.” He trails the muzzle of his gun against your bare skin with an air of indifference that makes you whimper softly.

“O-Okay, daddy.”

Lloyd almost moans out loud when he hears you say it, his pants now uncomfortably tight and he wonders just how much of an airhead you are to not notice his hard fucking dick right underneath your ass.

“Now honey, I want you to listen carefully to what I say next. Because this is how you’re gonna repay me before I let you go.”

He takes your hand; your tiny, dainty little hand, and squarely presses it down on his hard crotch. And it’s almost music to his ears when you gasp, snatching your hand back in record time.

“I can’t touch you there! That’s your… thing!”

“Oh princess, you’re allowed to touch your daddy’s cock. It’s only natural.” There’s something about the lull in Lloyd’s tone, this soft, velveteen quality of his voice, that makes you want to listen to him. Plus, your curiosity gets the best of you, because you’ve never touched a man’s thing before… Slowly, you replace your hand on his crotch, gasping when he thrusts up into your palm.

“Daddy, why is it so hard?”

Lloyd’s played with dumb little girls like you before – so none of this is new to him. But it’s also safe to say that none of those other girls were quite as innocent and lovely as you, with your wide eyes and open mouth, gaping down at his dick as if it’s about to come alive and eat you.

“Honey, this is where your repayment comes in.” He grabs your hand once more, making you stroke his clothed dick slowly, “Daddy’s cock is sick, that’s why it’s so hard. And only you can help me fix it and make it soft again.”

“Only me?” You echo prettily, looking scared and honoured at the same time.

“Yes, sunshine. Despite the fact that you’re dumber than a brick, it has to be you.” With one hand holding yours and making you stroke him, he uses his other hand to brush your hair out of your face, being all deliberately tender till you’re looking up at him with shining eyes, “My dick’s so hard that it’s causing me pain. And you don’t want your daddy to be in pain, do you? Specially when I kept you so safe and comfortable during your stay with me?”

Again, you mull over his words. Lloyd could have thrown you in the basement or one of his torture chambers where he took the other bad guys (you’d heard the guards talking about it once). But no, he’d kept you in this pretty pink bedroom with the soft satin bed and fuzzy carpet. Lloyd was nice, so it wasn’t fair that he was in pain.

You nod slowly, “Okay, daddy. I’ll help you with your pain.” And then you pout, “But I don’t know how!”

He repositions you in his lap so that you’re straddling him, your knees on either side of him and the hem of your nightie running high, your pantie-covered crotch flush against his, making heat rise to your cheeks. You’ve never been in such an intimate position with a man before. But Lloyd is your daddy, and he’s a nice man and he’s going to let you go, so you will yourself not to be scared.

He cocks his gun, pointing the muzzle of it right between your breasts where the neckline of your nightie dips. You inhale sharply as he leisurely trails it down, leaving goosebumps in your wake as you feel the weapon slide down your body. All the way down to between your legs – the source of all the throbbing – and he presses his gun against your private place, making you jolt with a surprising thrill that courses through your veins.

“Do you know what this is called, sunshine?” He asks softly.

You gulp – of course you know! You’re a big girl, after all. “Y-Yeah, daddy. That’s my vagina. But I’m not allowed to have anyone touch me there. My dad said he’d kill whoever even tried.”

“Cupcake, your dad’s a fuckin’ tool.” Lloyd flexes his arm suddenly, pressing his gun against your core and you convulse from the contact. “Now, little girls like you can’t use the word vagina. That’s an adult word. Babies like you need to say princess parts, got it?”

Princess parts. That sounded pretty, and you’ve been living in this pink princess room with a princess bed and princess sheets, so it only makes sense; so you nod in agreement.

“Princess parts.” You say softly, liking how it rolls off your tongue, “I like that, daddy.”

“Of course, you do, sweet sunshine.” Lloyd smirks, gun still cocked between your legs while his other hand slips behind you, unzipping your nightie slowly. “Now, do your little princess parts ever get creamy, baby?”

Creamy? You widen your eyes in alarm – how could he possibly know?! Gulping, your hand freezes on top of his clothed dick and you bite your lip, ducking your head down in shame.

“I… I do get wet down there sometimes.” You confess, because Lloyd said he’s your daddy and surely, he won’t tell anyone. “But it’s not pee, I swear it’s not, daddy!”

Lloyd licks his lips like he’s the big bad wolf; and honestly, he might as well be with how he plans to take advantage of your innocence. Having unzipped your nightie all the way down, he lifts your straps and slips them down your arms. You’re too mortified over how he knows about your princess parts getting wet that you don’t even notice him doing it.

“Tell me how you got wet.” He orders you simply, a look of almost unrestrained lust on his face, “And you better tell me the truth, or else I’ll change my mind about letting you go.”

You squirm, “Well… Please don’t tell anyone, but once I was watching this movie on TV, and it had a…uh… a scene in it. A dirty scene.” Scrunching your eyes shut, you can’t help but replay the scene in your mind, the actor so handsome and ripped – although not even close to as handsome and ripped as Lloyd is. “And I know I should’ve turned it off, but I was curious.”

Lloyd’s thumb brushes against your bare nipple, dick so unimaginably hard underneath you at your innocent story, and also because he’s now got you topless on top of him and you haven’t even noticed. God, you’re so fucking dumb and it makes him so fucking hard.

“Th-Then I had this strong urge to go pee, but when I got up, there was a wet spot on the couch. And my p-panties were all wet too!” You lament, and you can’t help but bury your face in Lloyd’s strong and sturdy shoulder, embarrassed because a man as sophisticated as him shouldn’t have had to hear such a stupid, shameful story.

“Oh, honey,” Lloyd coos, humping up against you because he knows you’re too distraught to notice. “You’re such a dumb little baby, not even recognising your own princess cream.”

You hiccup, blinking up at him with huge doe eyes, “P-Princess cream?”

“Yes, sunshine. Princess cream. Babies like you get all wet and drippy down there with princess cream, and you’re meant to gift this cream to your daddies to make them feel better. Everyone knows that.”

You nod, finally understanding him, “Is that how your… thing… is gonna feel better? With my cream?”

Lloyd taps your cheek condescendingly, “Guess your head’s not completely empty after all.”

And that’s how you find yourself lying down on your princess bed, the satin sheets so soft underneath you as a man almost double your age hovers over you, taking your nightie off and leaving you clad in only your little pink panties.

“You know, sunshine, after you’re done helping daddy here, we can go into my room. I’ve got a huge TV, and we can watch all the dirty movies your little heart desires.” Lloyd is feeling nice after your little confession. Not so nice as to not take advantage of you, but nice enough.

“Okay, daddy, that sounds– Hey! Aren’t you gonna take me home after this?”

Lloyd chuckles, choosing to ignore you as he surveys your almost nude body, how it quivers so prettily. Rolling your hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he then brings your hand over to his pants once more, “Unzip me, baby. Daddy’s dick’s hurting a lot.”

You take a deep breath, not knowing where this is going but knowing that you want to help your daddy because he’s going to let you go after this and you’re so super thankful for that. Fingers shakily taking hold of his zipper, you undo his fly with baited breath and a thumping heart.

Lloyd’s eyes are so dark, it looks like he’s about to eat you up. “Take it out, baby. Take daddy’s dick out.”

Biting your lip in concentration, you think about when you’re in pain. Like the time you tripped and fell down the stairs when you were younger. You’d twisted your ankle and it had hurt a lot. It’s sad to think that Lloyd is hurting like that now, and you’d help just about anyone to stop them from hurting.

Your eyes widen when you pull his cock out, because your fingers don’t even fully wrap around it. He’s thick like a soda can, and long too. And so, so hard. Angry and red looking, with veins running down the side. You wonder if all men are as big as he is, or if he’s special.

“So… So big, daddy.”

Lloyd can’t help but stroke your cheek, “Take your panties off, sweetie. Can you do that for me?”

He sounds so soft and nice, voice so beguiling that you don’t think twice in obeying. But maybe it’s because you’re so distracted by the darkness in his eyes, by his handsome face so close to you, by his dick that scares you every time you sneak a glance at it… But you’re slow in tugging your panties down, and Lloyd taps you harshly on the cheek.

“Faster, you dumb fucking baby. Unless you want me to hurt you.” He gestures towards his gun which rests on the satin bedsheet next to you. You don’t understand why he’s kept it so close – it’s so scary and you hate it, but the threat works. Tugging your panties off, you go to hand them to him but he shakes his head.

“No, baby. Wrap your pretty panties around your hand and then hold my dick.”

His instructions are clear, but you still look up at him dumbly, “H-Huh?”

Lloyd rolls his eyes, patience running thin. All he really wants to do is shove his dick up your virgin pussy but he knows half the fun is building up to it. “It’ll help with the pain, sweetie. You wouldn’t understand because you’re too dumb. But don’t fucking question your daddy again.”

The satin of your panties and your soft, hesitant fingers feel like heaven around Lloyd’s dick. His own calloused hand grabs onto yours, moving your palm up and down on his big dick until you get the hang of it and don’t need his help anymore. And fuck, he doesn’t know where to look now because your tiny hand on his fat dick makes him want to bust a nut, but the look of determination on your face gets him going too.

“Is your pain getting better, daddy?”

He grunts, “Slightly, baby. But the real pain relief is inside your princess parts.” Licking his lips, he gives his next order: “Spread your legs, dumb baby. Wider. Wider, I said.”

You yelp when he slaps your inner thigh hard, pussy glistening and on display for him as you spread your legs as wide as they’ll go. And now it’s like Lloyd can’t restrain himself – how can he when there’s a five-course fucking meal about two inches away from him? All quivering and wet and untouched?

Quickly, he shoves your hand and panties off his dick, replacing it with his own as he brings his dick up to your wet folds. And you suck in a breath when his tip glides against your slit, up and down, making shivers run up and down your lower body, and you jolt upwards to create more friction.

“Ah– daddy, that feels funny!”

Lloyd’s no longer in the mood to humour you, it’s like he’s reached his quota of niceness for the day and now he just wants to get his fucking dick wet with virgin pussy. The thought makes him salivate – he hasn’t had a virgin since his days at Harvard, and never one as sweet and naïve as you.

“Shut up,” He breathes, leaning down till his chest is flush against your breasts, one hand easily trapping both your wrists above your head. He aims the tip of his dick against your clit, nudging the sensitive bundle of nerves and loving how you gasp. God, virgins were just too easily excitable.

“Oh, daddy! D-Do that again, maybe?”

That makes Lloyd bark out a laugh. “Naughty baby, you’re meant to be helping daddy out, not giving me demands.”

You hang your head in shame, “S-Sorry, daddy. I just can’t h-help it sometimes! My princess parts feel so tingly. J-Just wanna touch more– ah!” Something feral takes over you, and you reach down to grab his dick, positioning it in front of your leaking hole as if you really can’t help yourself.

Lloyd almost busts a nut right then and there, but he has enough willpower to smack your hand away, laughing when you pout and begin to cry.

“Don’t know what’s happening to me, daddy! Wanna feel you more! Feels like I’ll die if I don’t!”

He loves how prettily you cry, how you want to say you’re turned on but you can’t find the words to explain how you’re feeling. The tears welling in your eyes make him even harder and your soft cries are music to his ears.

“You ready to end daddy’s pain now, sunshine?” He asks you, leaning over you and a strand of his perfectly styled hair breaks free, brushing against your forehead. And oh my gosh, if he isn’t the most handsome man you’ve seen in the whole world! Like the heroes in the movies, or in those romance novels your mother is always reading.

“I’m ready, daddy!” You confirm, unknowingly bucking your hips upwards to meet his hard dick. But when he pushes his dick inside your hole, you gasp and push at his chest almost immediately. “D-Daddy, this is… this is sex. We’re gonna have sex?”

Lloyd really can’t believe how dumb you truly are, he gazes at you incredulously, and you bite your lip again.

“You said you would help me, sunshine. You can’t go back on your word now.”

“I’m not! I’m not!” You swear, “It’s just… I’m not supposed to have sex until I’m married. But I really want to, daddy. I wanna help you and I wanna have sex with you – I just don’t want my parents to be mad!”

Lloyd’s bored now. In fact, he’d grown bored a good five minutes ago. Maybe he could tell the guards outside to get him some ductape so he can shut your fucking mouth once and for all while he has his way with you. Or he could drug you. But then he wouldn’t be able to hear your pretty gasps and cries when he finally pops your cherry.

Decisions, decisions.

“Look, honey. I’m gonna fuck you now – whether you like it or not.” Lloyd gets straight to the point, “So unless it’s to moan and beg for my dick, I’d suggest you shut your fucking mouth.”

You pout – why is he being so mean? Isn’t Lloyd meant to be nice and caring like how he said all daddies are? You decide it’s probably because he’s in pain. Oh! His pain! You’d completely forgotten that you were doing this to help ease his pain, and you mentally kick yourself for being so selfish.

“I’m sorry, daddy,” You say pitifully, but Lloyd’s too busy fondling your breasts, leaning down to lick around your nipple before taking the hard nub into his mouth and giving it a noisy suck. And the simple action has you squealing in pleasure and excitement before he stops and gives you a wolfish grin.

“Okay, sunshine. I’m in a good mood so we’ll take this nice and slow, okay?” You nod happily and he continues, “I want you to count up till five. Can you do that, honey? Can your little baby brain count up till five?”

“Y-Yes.” You squeak, “One, two, thr– OW, OH MY, AH, AH, AH! DADDY!”

Lloyd doesn’t give a shit if he’s being cruel, but he’s not about to ease his dick into you when your drippy, tight cunt is right there in front of him. Which is why, in one hard and unforgiving thrust, his pistons his fat dick into your virgin pussy, ignoring the tightness that tries to squeeze him back out.

“God fucking damn,” He grunts, because your tight walls are squeezing him like a vice, “Goddamn this fucking baby cunt, fuck!”

And you’re crying and crying, chest heaving and limbs flailing at the intrusion. He’s so big, so, so, so big. How has he managed to fit inside of you? It’s the worst pain imaginable – and it’s indescribable how full you feel. So full of Lloyd’s girthy, fat dick – the only dick you’ve seen, the only dick that’s ever been inside of you.

“Hurts!” You cry, “Hurts so bad!”

Lloyd couldn’t give less of a shit if it hurts for you – because it feels fucking amazing for him. But seeing your eyes scrunched shut and tears dripping down your cheeks, he can’t help but lick up your face, gathering the salty tears on his tongue and groaning with pleasure as he bottoms out inside of you.

“Open those eyes, sunshine.” He says softly against your lips, “Open those eyes and cry harder for me. Like a fuckin’ baby. Daddy loves that shit.”

“Y-You said… You said…” You choke back tears, tiny hands gripping at his bulging biceps, and Lloyd can’t help but laugh at your broken voice, “You said to count till f-five!”

“I did? Oh, sunshine, I guess I lied.” Lloyd’s barely even paying attention to you, his gaze shifting down to where you two meet. He pulls his dick out of you slowly, savouring your tightness and moaning internally when he sees his dick coated in your cream and your virgin blood. Fuck, if that ain’t the prettiest thing he’s ever seen…

“Not nice!” You sob harder, bracing yourself when he pushes back into you. And it hurts all over again, you just can’t wrap your head around how big he is, “Ah, why are you be-being so mean?”

Lloyd doesn’t bother answering your dumb question, instead grinding his hips down before pulling out and slamming back in. Grabbing your thigh, he pins it above his shoulder, giving himself a better angle to fuck you. And he thanks his lucky stars that he didn’t use a condom, because fucking your baby cunt bare is nothing short of heavenly.

And he’s not completely opposed to the idea of knocking you up either.

“My dumb little baby,” Lloyd coos, cupping your face in his hands, “How does it feel to finally get fucked? I bet your old dad would be so proud of you, huh? Fucking his worst enemy because you think I’m gonna let you go after this.”

You shake your head, focusing on Lloyd’s navy eyes that are both so beautiful and so cruel. His pale skin smattered with scars from old battles, his strong, bumped nose and full pink lips. His moustache that tickles your face when he leans down over you.

“Daddy,” you cry out softly, dull thrill rippling throughout your body as he continues to thrust into you, the tip of his dick hitting a certain part inside you that has you gasping with pleasure. “Oh, daddy, still hurts but… f-feels all tingly again!”

“I’ll bet it fucking does,” He growls, picking up his pace and going into full jackhammer mode, wanting to see your cunt all messy and ruined, suddenly wanting to wreck you and ruin you for anyone else. Not that there was going to be anyone else getting between your legs. “Baby, say this is daddy’s pussy.”

“Th-This is daddy’s pussy!” You cry, all thoughts quickly leaving your mind except for Lloyd – his arms, his body, his dick, him. “Nngh, ugh! Daddy!”

There’s this pressure building up inside your lower belly, and every time his dick hits that spot inside you, the pressure mounts up further. You gasp when Lloyd forces your mouth open, spitting on your panting tongue and smirking when you look up at him in fear mixed with lust, his saliva sitting pretty inside your mouth.

“Swallow it.”

You do as he orders you, completely submissive and slowly going dumb for him. God, it’s the prettiest sight in the world, you being so docile even when he’s fucking you so roughly despite it being your first time.

“Tell me you love my spit. Ask daddy to spit in your mouth again.” Lloyd grunts out over the lewd sound of his balls slapping against you with each hard thrust.

“L-Love your spit, please spit in my mouth again, daddy!” You beg him, and God, you sound so needy. Lloyd reaches out to pat your cheek, loving when your head lolls to the side. You’re gone. Fucked completely dumb and he’s barely even started.

Using his thumb and forefinger to pry your drooling mouth open, he once again spits, and then again. The first lands straight in your mouth again and you swallow like an obedient baby. The next glob of saliva lands on your cheek, and God, you look so messy. So messy and slutty yet innocent at the same time. Fuck. Lloyd wants to devour you.

Hand slipping down, he swats your ass once, twice, three times. The harsh smacking jolts you back into reality, and now you’re screaming in earnest. Your little princess bed is rickety underneath you, the headboard banging noisily against the wall as Lloyd fucks the living daylights out of you. Your pleasure is building up with each slam of his dick, his tip hitting your cervix and making you cry out his name needily.

“Yes, baby, give daddy your cream,” Lloyd finds himself coaxing you, his fingers wrapping around your pretty little throat and loving how you squeeze around his dick when he does that, “Mm, you’re a fuckin’ depraved little baby, aren’t you? You like it when daddy chokes you, huh?”

You let out incoherent gurgles and pleas, humping upwards to meet his thrusts as your eyes slowly begin to roll to the back of your head. “L-Like it, daddy! Don’t know – ah – don’t know why, but I like it – OOH, DADDY! FEELS TINGLY, FEELS SO – AH!”

Lloyd loves the look of pure bliss and confusion on your face when you clench around him and give him your first ever orgasm. He really loves the power trip that comes with the fact that he’s given you your first ever feeling of such intense pleasure, and you’ve squirted around his dick. He pins your hips down as your limbs flail uncontrollably, fresh tears in your eyes and moaning like a broken record player: “oh, daddy, daddy, daddy!”

“God, so fuckin’ tight, sweet baby,” Lloyd hisses, feeling his balls tighten, “Squeezing daddy so good, aren’t you? God, I love your fuckin’ baby cunt and how it swallows daddy’s fat dick. Little fuckin’ virgin cunt all messy and ruined, fuck! Make a mess on my dick, you little cry baby. Fuck!”

One hand gripping his bicep and the other fisting the pink satin sheets underneath you, you come undone in what is the most earth-shattering orgasm you’ve ever had. It’s also the only orgasm you’ve ever had, and you scream so loud, his name on the tip of your tongue, “Oh, daddy! Oh my God, oh my God, OH MY GOD!”

“Not God, you dumb baby, just me.” Lloyd slaps your breast before squeezing it hard. With an almighty grunt, he releases inside of you. Filling you with his hot, searing cum, ropes and ropes of it, so thick and making you feel so full. You feel it inside your very depths, claiming you, making his mark on your body.

With a shudder, he collapses on top of your weak body, and you’re so frail and spent, breathing hard and eyes glassy like you’re about to pass out. You can’t even form a single thought, all you can feel is your body shaking from the remnants of your powerful orgasm, and Lloyd’s cum which doesn’t even fit inside you, dripping out lewdly from your used fuckholes and onto your princess sheets.

“My baby, all mine,” Lloyd croons, kissing up your neck and pecking your lips, “Can’t believe how easy it was to pop your cherry.”

You blink, completely dazed and unable to form any words, just gaping up at him and trying your hardest not to black out. His sweet kisses trail up your cheek, gathering your tears along the way.

“And you know the best part, sunshine?” Your captor sings, cupping your cheek with his calloused hand, “I’m never letting you go. And guess what? Your douche of a dad is downstairs. In fact, you can say hi to him because the camera’s right there.” Lloyd twists his body slightly and points up at the red light above the dresser.

You feel your blood run cold, but you’re still too fucked out to form a sentence, “Wh-What–”

“He’s been watching us, baby.” Lloyd says proudly, holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger and making you forcibly look at the camera, “Bet you didn’t think your first time would be livestreamed, did you, sunshine? Bet your dad sang like a canary once he saw his worst enemy fucking his daughter while he sits downstairs, handcuffed to a chair and completely helpless.”

Tears stream down your cheeks, but your legs are still shaking from your orgasm, and you don’t have the energy to push him off you, “H-How could you?” You cringe away from the damning red light of the camera.

“Because I can.” Lloyd answers simply, “But don’t worry, baby. It wasn’t all business. Your tight little baby cunt is something I could get used to. I think I’m gonna keep you, once I’ve questioned your dad and gotten rid of him, of course.”

He covers your face in kisses, his moustache scratching your sensitive, tear-stained cheeks as you lie underneath him, stoic and shocked.

“What do you say, sunshine? Ready to be your new daddy’s little girl?”

THE END! What do you guys think? I wrote this all today because I was rewatching some The Gray Man scenes and got super inspired! Please, please, please, feedback is so important so do tell me what you think! Please share with anyone you think might enjoy this, and any Lloyd enthusiasts! Reblogs means the world to writers, so please reblog and share! THANK YOU! ILY!

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Thorn

Lloyd Hansen has a new assistant. He liked his antiquated one better, but after she rejected him he simply couldn’t deal with that. So he hired a new one. However, it happened to be the most air headed bimbo ever. Can’t understand simple orders nor get his coffee order right. He’s literally seething to look at you. You’re so annoying like an itch he can’t scratch, just always there to purposely bug him. He doesn’t know if you do it on purpose or if you’re just born to be a thorn. He doesn’t bother to remember your name just calls you the adjective that you are. He claims to all levels that he doesn’t give a single shit about you. But once you’re in trouble he bends all hell to aid you. He claims he doesn’t care sitting in the farthest corner watching you cry. Is it bad that he’s getting a hard on from it? He doesn’t care. But that sob- that whine of his name is what does it. With a little push into the right direction he’s brutally fucking your pussy. You plead him to slow, pushing on the taut skin of his abdomen. Your walls try to push him out but he continues to punish you for being such a brat. He uses you entirely, fucking you to where you’ll have to need him in the morning. Once he’s done he throws you a napkin to clean yourself up. And you’re too cock drunk to realize its Lloyd you’re talking to. “Do you love me?” He tries not to snort but he does, his nose scrunching. Eyes crinkling as he pulls up his pants (that he didn’t even take off.) “No.” His laugh stays in the room even after he leaves. He walks through his lavish castle thinking about how that thorn in his side is starting to blossom.

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