#lee bodecker/you

[extremelyblackandwhite]

all’s well that ends well | lee bodecker.

PAIRING: lee bodecker x reader

WARNINGS: age gap (reader is younger than lee)

A/N: SURPRISE! i promised i’d end this work, here it is after 4 months. 

previous part  / masterlist

ONE YEAR LATER

The sun was high in the sky, golden light bathing God’s forbidden town as if it were recognised by anything if not for Hell itself. The summer had set itself with force, burning and reflecting off the grounds like the town itself was a reflection of the Devil’s own playground. Yet, for the first time in what felt like since birth, Lee could care less about the God forgotten town or how it looked. He could care less that the heat burned more than it warmed or that the town ran wild with outlaws. He was blissfully unaware of sin, choosing to care only for what Hell had offered him. Perhaps God had not forgotten about this town, perhaps he’d finally gotten a taste of sweetness in his life. Whatever the reason was for her existence in his life didn’t matter, she was in his life, she was part of his life, she was his life. That was enough for him to put up with the hot weather. It didn’t matter, it didn’t change a thing because for once he was happy.

The sun continued to shine bright in the sky as he drove downtown, Johnny Cash playing in the radio. Things had fallen into place, at least they’d fallen into place the best way they could and he was happy. If he were to be told years ago that he’d be married to someone he loved and who loved him back, he’d laugh in their faces. Yet, here he was now. Happily remarried, settled into a life he’d be happy to spend the rest of his days in. He pulled up to the diner, the sign bright and the inside even brighter as people spoke out and laughed about various subjects. Her father had been right, she could make this diner pretty; yet, despite all the alterations, it was if the old man still lingered around, happy to watch over his kid. Not only had she made it pretty, she’d expanded the whole thing, having a few one in neighbour towns and even a small version in New York and Lee couldn’t be more proud of his girl. 

      - Where’s my son? - he questioned one of the waitresses who pointed towards the back table where Dorothy was with his son. 

For someone who’d hated him and by all means still didn’t particularly like him, she sure had taken up to his kid. Yet again, who wouldn’t fall in love with the cutest baby this town had ever seen? He took off his hat, making his way towards the table. He didn’t even need to announce his presence as once he was in sight of the table, his son yelled out dadda, extending his arms to be picked up.

     - Hey there little man. - he picked him up, the one year old wrapping his arms around his dad. - Being bored by Dorothy?

     - I’m surprised you’re here, Bodecker. 

     - It’s my wife’s birthday party. Of course I’m here.

     - You don’t have the best track record, do you?

     - She’s not gonna change her mind, Dorothy. 

Lee rolled his eyes before looking down at his son. He never even thought about being a father yet here he was, a father and falling more in love with his wife every single day. It was bliss really - to be able to ignore all the evil in the world because of one single person. He made his way through the back of the diner and to her office, standing by the door to merely watch her. That woman had to get more beautiful with each passing second and he couldn’t help but get lost in merely looking at her. The way her hair was messily pushed away from her face and how she bite the inside of her cheek while on the phone with possibly another branch - which was surely to get hell from her if anything was wrong. Her wedding band shined around her finger against the phone as she mindlessly nodded until noticing them standing there. A smile stretched on her face as she put the phone down to rush to them. 

      - How are my boys doing? - she playfully pinched her son’s cheek before kissing his forehead. - Dorothy giving you a hard time?

     - Maybe I just wanted to see my wife on the day of her birthday.

     - Hm, sure. - she laughed it off, her hand resting on his shoulder as she stretched to kiss him. - Should I act surprised when I go into the dinner and suddenly there’s cakes and decorations?

      - I don’t know what you’re talking. I saw no cake. 

      - Sure, I’ll put my best surprised face on. 

      - You could attempt to at least allow me to actually surprise you without snooping around everything. 

      - Can’t help it. 

There was really no use attempting to surprise her; no matter how he hard he tried and he did try, he’d even leave the cake in the station’s fridge. He guessed she expected it at this point, happy in all the attention she got from him. At least she still managed to look surprised as she walked into the main room of the diner, everyone yelling surprised and holding balloons. She smiled as they led them to a table where the cake was. Lee couldn’t help but take a photographic photo of the moment, his wife holding their son as the whole room sang her Happy Birthday. She surely was loved, how could she not be? Yet, it was still breath taking to know that she loved him back.

She leaned down the cake to blow one candle, leaving the other one for Frankie to desperately try to put up at which everyone clapped once he did. Lee kissed the side of her head, mumbling “I love you” for just them two to know. 

    - Mumma! - Frankie pointed at the cake. 

    - I get it, I get it. - she laughed it off, slicing the cake too distracted to even hear the bell ring as the door opened.

Lee took his eyes off his family, redirecting his attention to the entry of the dinner. This had to be a joke. He tapped his wife on the hip, her eyes following his. She gave him an understanding look before handing him Frankie - the universal sign which meant she was gonna fix it and he had to settle down. Yet again, she still had to discover how to settle down an overprotective husband. 

    - What over daddy. - she kissed her son on the cheek.

She sighed, walking around the table and straightening the fabric of her dress. She knew at someone point he was gonna show up, she had hoped it would’ve been sooner than a year but late is better than never.

    - Jamie. - she greeted her brother. 

    - Y/N. - he didn’t know what to say or what to do really. His sister had always been his youngest sister and perhaps he should’ve been on her side. Alas, things don’t always go as they should go. - Happy birthday. 

    - I’m surprised you remember. - she rose an eyebrow playfully, her eyes looking out the window to his car where his now wife was sat. - Is Vivian not coming in?

    - We were just passing by to wish you happy birthday. I understand if you don’t want us here. - he looked over at Lee and the baby he was holding. - Is that your kid?

    - Do you wanna met him?

    - Will Bodecker let me meet him?

    - I will put in a good word for you. - she smiled. - Go get Vivian. You’re always welcome here. 

Her brother smiled shortly, a happiness of being here, being with his sister that he’d long wanted to have. Y/N, on the other hand, turned around to go settle down the brewing storm in her husband. 

    - What is he doing here?

    - He is my brother. - she crossed her arms. - I thought you were found of surprises.

    - When it comes to you, yes baby. Not your dead beat brother. 

    - He’s family and I want him to meet Frankie. 

    - There’s no saying no to you, is there?

    - Not one chance. - she held his hand. - Not one chance.

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[imyourbratzdoll]

Hi firstly I love your work secondly I have a request about something like Lee cheating on reader hurting her bad eventually she moves on with Steve Kemp and one day Lee sees reader again he tries to win her back troubling a bit and Steve comes to comfort protect her and he scares Lee in unique way (we know what Kemp does for a living 😉)

hello, thank you! and I hope you like this!

summary - lee cheats on you which causes you to spend time finding yourself, leading you toward your new love steve kemp. what happens when the one who broke your heart finds you again?

warning - angst, cheating, violence, mentions of cannibalism.

18+ only please, the gif I use isn't mine, divider by a deactivated again:(

No one ever prepared you for the pain of being cheated on, you thought that Lee was the one, having been together for five years. You had dreamt of the two of you getting married, being the perfect little housewife for him. You never expected to walk in on him balls deep inside his secretary, the very one he told you not to worry about. Everything was blurry after that, you could barely remember you storming out of his office, or that he didn’t even chase after you. You didn’t wait for him to come home, you immediately packed your things and left the house, letting him come home to an empty house. 

It had been two years since you had your heart broken and through those years you had managed to love yourself and find love again, even though your trust issues would spike at times. From time to time, you would get flashbacks of walking in on Lee, getting stabbing pains in your chest when you remember each painful detail of that day. You stare blankly ahead, lost in your thoughts with a coffee in your hand, you couldn’t hear as Steve calls for you.

“Sweetheart.” 

You remember walking in, dropping the freshly baked biscuits to the ground as you watched the love of your life fuck into his very young and pretty secretary that’s bent over the desk. You remember how his head turned and he just smirked at you, it felt as though your heart was being ripped out.

“Y/n!” You blink, feeling a burning sensation on your hand and your eyes move down, causing you to notice your recently bought coffee has now crumbled into your hand as the liquid flows out of it, burning your flesh. “Fuck, Honey. Let’s get you cleaned up.” Steve gently removes the ruined coffee from your hold and into the trash before he pulls you over to a bathroom and carefully cleans your hands. “Flashbacks again?” You nod, “I’m sorry, I forgot that, that particular pet name was what he used.” 

“It’s okay… It’s my fault.” You stare at him with wide eyes as he glares at you. 

“No it’s not, it’s never your fault!” He gently takes your face in his hands and places a soft kiss on your lips. 

Steve Kemp, what a dream he was. You had met him during a time where you were between loving yourself and finding love again. You had been walking past your local hospital and ran into him as he was coming out, gobsmacked as to how they hired such handsome doctors. You even blurted out asking if his looks distracted the other doctors from their job. He laughed, causing your mind to become fuzzy as you stared up at him dazedly. For the first time in a long time, you felt happy and through that happiness, you asked him out. Thankfully, he accepted and here you are, staring at the godlike man as he cleans the hot coffee from your hands.

“I love you…” He looks at you and smiles, bringing your hands up to his lips and kissing them softly.

“I love you, honey. Now, there won’t be any scars or damage. So are you ready to go? I can reorder a drink, maybe a cold one this time.” You smile, nodding and letting him help you down from the sink. Steve wraps his arm around you gently, leading you back out into the coffee shop and lines up to reorder an iced coffee. 

As you leave the coffee shop, waiting for Steve, your world begins to crash as you hear a familiar voice. “Well if it isn’t my little ol’ sweetheart!” Your eyes widen as you turn and stare at the chubby man making his way over to you. How the hell was this possible? He made it clear that he would never leave his hometown. “You’re a hard woman to find.” He stands in front of you, a smirk on his face. “Now, what do you say, baby. You come back home, this little spat of yours has gone on long enough.” Lee’s grubby hands reach forward and grip your arm, you didn’t know how you ever fell in love with him. 

“Get your hands off of me! We are over! Did that not go through your head when I left after I caught you fucking someone else?!” You struggle against his hold, looking behind you in hopes that Steve comes out soon. 

“Pfft, please. That wasn’t the first time and it won’t be the last, so now, Sweetheart. You are gonna shut your pretty mouth and come with me, and then, you will turn a blind eye whenever I go out with another woman. You hear?” 

“Well that isn’t happening.” Steve steps out, your iced coffee in his hand. He stares down the man, not flinching as Lee tries to intimidate him. “I suggest you let go of my girl.” He speaks slowly, but clearly. When Lee doesn’t let go, only tightening his hold on your arms, causing you to let out a whimper. With quick movement, Steve steps forward and grabs ahold of Lee’s wrist, gripping it and beginning to twist. His glare sharpens as Lee lets out grunts of pain. Steve leans forward and whispers, “If you touch, look, speak or even think of my girl again. I will cut you up into little pieces and serve you to your town.” Lee’s eyes widen and he immediately lets go and backs up, usually nothing would scare Lee, but the seriousness in Steve’s voice and eyes made him rethink everything. 

Steve’s arm wraps around you and he hands you your drink, pressing a kiss to the side of your head. “Right, well. You aren’t worth this much trouble.” Lee clears his throat and quickly walks away, and you look up at Steve.

“Did you threaten to cut him up?” Steve looks down at you and smiles.

“Of course, and also you are worth it.” He winks at you and you shake your head with a smile.

“I mean… I wouldn’t stop you if you went through with it.”

And with those words, a plan began to form inside of Steve’s head. 

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[nickfowlerrr]

Would you rather:

Walk in on dbf!Lee pleasuring himself to your pictures or have Bucky go into Winter Soldier mode while he’s fucking you 💞

it's no secret

pairing: dbf!lee bodecker x curvy!reader

warnings: 18+ only. reader is at minimum 25 but there's still an age gap. male masturbation. unprotected smut. lee being referred to as "daddy". honestly not as nasty as i was originally imagining this to be, and not as forbidden as most dbf tropes should probably be lol sorry.

words: 3.7k

notes: i was gonna say bucky, i really was, but then i got to thinking, and suddenly my fingers got to typing, and now here we are lol. pls enjoy.

thank you in advance for reading! comments and reblogs are always welcome and so appreciated.

You were essentially blackmailed into coming along on this weekend trip to the family cabin by your dad. A promise that he wouldn't tell your mom about your holiday plans, and how they didn't involve you coming home this year, in exchange for your presence on this "family" trip. 

Unfortunately, your father failed to mention the last minute change of plans that included a few more people than you were prepared for staying at the cabin with you. 

Your room was yours, but all the other ones were now taken by family friends; some you knew, and some you'd only just met. As annoyed as you were at the number of people around, the presence of one in particular kept you from loading up your car and faking a work emergency to head back to your apartment in the city.

Lee Bodecker was a relatively new friend of your dad's, but his impression was lasting to say the least.

He was tall and thick, had a strong jaw and sharp cheekbones, gorgeous blue eyes and the beginnings of crow's feet around them that only added to his attractiveness; you couldn’t deny that his age and respectability were part of what held your attention. His chestnut hair was dark with gray that shone through around his hairline and the badge he wore on his belt caught your eye, too. A sheriff. Hm. He had this air about him, this unspoken confidence and a powerful, authoritative presence that had you just a little more than interested in the man.

You had met a few weeks back at your dad's birthday party. He had caught you staring at him from across the room as he spoke to a group of people crowded around him, while you were sitting on the couch alone, nursing your soda and watching the party go on around you.

You hadn’t meant to stare, didn't even realize you were, until his sapphire eyes met yours. The twitch of a smirk playing on his lips as he returned your gaze sent a thrill up your spine, but you simply looked away, taking a sip from your drink as you crossed your legs and got more comfortable on the sofa.

You felt his eyes on you for a moment longer before the heavy weight of his gaze fell away. It wasn't long after that that a heavy weight soon fell next to you on the loveseat. 

Most of the guests, and your parents, were drunk as the party continued all around you, no one paying much of any attention to you or Lee as you sat right up against one another.

You set your drink on the side table before you turned slightly with a raised brow to your unexpected company.

“Hope you don’t mind me comin over, darlin’,” he began easily, “you looked a little lonely sittin here by yourself.”

His arm moved to stretch across the back of the couch, inviting you in closer to him than you already were.

“Did I?” you questioned. “Well, I appreciate you tearing yourself away from your enraptured audience just to offer me some company.”

You and Lee spoke for a long while, his charm effortless, his hand wandering, and that damn lopsided smirk never faltering as he flirted and teased you with fleeting touches… his big, warm palm sliding up your exposed thigh, under the tight material of your dress in a game of chicken until he was reluctantly pulled away from you by the badgering of your dad and his drunken friends, needing Lee to recount the story you were sure they’d all hear a million times by now. 

You had had enough yourself for one night, so adjusted the hem of your dress that would have been riding up your thick thighs regardless, and grabbed your purse and keys.

“Maybe I’ll see you around,” you said as you moved past him to get to your dad first, needing to say your goodbyes to your parents before you left.

“You will,” Lee rumbled in his reply, his voice a little deeper now than it had been earlier as he watched you walk in front of him, the view leaving him licking his lips as he fought to keep his hands to himself.

And he was right. 

You weren’t expecting him to be here this weekend, but you definitely weren’t complaining. 

All day had been spent with you both stealing glances at one another and trying repeatedly to get close, only for someone to come by and ruin any chance you had to even speak. 

It wasn’t until that night that you finally had some alone time with Lee.

Your parents were leading a hike up the mountain to see the stars that everyone wanted to join in on. Everyone but you two.

Lee had said goodnight to the group as they started getting ready to take off while you hung back, making sure everyone had everything they’d need. You helped spray your mom’s friend’s kids with bug repellent and double checked the flashlight batteries on the bigger lights before giving your portable phone charger to your dad, just in case, before the group of them left for their hike.

You were surprisingly giddy as you watched them all take off down the path. You waited a few minutes, making sure no one was gonna change their minds about the long night hike and turn around. You did a quick look around the cabin to ensure it really was just you and Lee and when you were satisfied, you went to your room to change into something more…easily accessible. 

You fussed over your hair needlessly for a minute in the bathroom before adjusting the straps of your night slip.

As you padded down the hallway from your room to the one Lee was staying in, you slowed when you heard noise coming from his direction.

The closer you got, the more the anticipation built as you realized what it was you were hearing.

Lee’s grunts and moans filled the empty hallway and had your pussy fluttering as your heart pounded. You squeezed your thighs together in an attempt to ease the growing desire but it did little to satisfy you as his voice only rose. 

When you were at the door, you realized that it wasn’t completely closed. He’d left it ajar.

You saw the glow of his phone from over his shoulder as he sat on the opposite side of the bed, facing away from the door.

You didn’t have to guess to know what it was he was doing, his fist moving tortuously over his thick cock as he pumped himself. It did surprise you, though, when you made out what it was he was looking at; more aptly, who he was looking at.

You recognized your picture from your private instagram account, the one you kept family off of. It was for your sexier pictures, the ones you didn’t always feel comfortable posting on your main. You’d followed Lee from that account the day after you’d met, your mom had posted a picture from the party and tagged him, among others, in the group pictures, and you took the opportunity as it was presented to you.

You’d messaged each other when you got the spare chance, exchanged numbers, and talked more these past weeks. So much so, you had even told him you were going to be out of town for this trip this weekend. 

The cocky smile he wore when he saw you this afternoon let you know why he hadn’t decided to share that he’d be here too. The look of surprise on your face was exactly what he wanted to see.

He’d tried to set up a time to see you in the time between your meeting and now, but you were always busy when he was free and vice versa. Honestly, a part of him was worried if you knew he’d be here, you would’ve found a way out. 

God, was he wrong. 

You’d been desperate for this man since the night you met him.

As you pushed the door further open, you couldn’t help but admire his form. He was naked as he sat on the edge of the bed, the muscles in his solid back flexing as his strong arm moved up and down while he stroked himself.

You didn’t even realize you were breathing heavier as you inched closer, his moans the only thing you could focus on now.

Lee could sense you coming up behind him, he heard you when you pushed the door open, and now he was really putting on a show for you. He wanted you to know exactly what you did to him, with just a goddamn photo. He wanted you to hear how fucking good you make him feel without even having to have his hands on you. 

You aren’t thinking as you climb onto the bed, crawling closer to him until you're against him entirely. You take a second before you allow your hands to touch him, slipping them up his back, over his shoulders and down his chest as he purrs, leaning back into you.

You’re mesmerized by his movements, his fist pumping over his leaking cock as he keeps his eyes on his phone, your photo taking up the screen as his mind runs wild with all the things he wants to do to you. 

“As good of a picture as that is,” you speak headily in his ear, causing goosebumps to break out over his skin, “I’m sure I can do more for you in person.” You smile as he licks his pink lips, taking his phone from him before gently tossing it up the bed.

“‘Bout damn time,” he responds gruffly, turning to capture your lips in his as he lets go of his cock. He holds your head with one hand as he threatens to consume you with his kiss alone.

He then reaches his arm down and takes you by the waist as he moves to lay down on the bed in the same moment, everything much more hurried now as he urges you to move on top of him.

Lee is completely naked as you straddle him, your night slip raised over your hips to allow the position. 

“Fuck I’ve been picturing you like this since the night of your dad’s party,” he said as his hands moved from your thighs, up your hips, and under the slip to push it up your body further.

“Let’s not talk about my dad right now,” you rasped before you allowed him to raise the slip higher, finally pulling it over your head and tossing it to the side.

“How pissed do you think he’d be if he knew his precious daughter was seconds away from riding his friend’s cock in his own cabin, huh?”

“Lee, please,” you moan with a pout.

He chuckles as he reaches a hand up from your hip to your breasts, pinching a nipple meanly as you whine, moving your hips over his to no avail. He keeps you exactly where he wants you.

“You made me wait, it’s only fair, darlin’,” he smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

“You’re gonna be left waiting even longer if they get back soon,” you try to argue.

“You think I won’t still fuck you if your parents are here?” he asks as he takes hold of his cock again. You move your hips, trying to make it easier for him to position himself as he moves his dripping cockhead up and down your slit. You moan helplessly as he rubs against your clit, leaning over him as you urge him to just put it in already. His tauntings aren’t doing anything to help, either.

You can feel his tip at your entrance as you feel his lips against your ear, 

“Let your dad hear you screamin’ daddy,” he growls as he thrusts into you at last, a wanton moan escaping you as your hands find purchase on his shoulders. 

He growls again as your walls grip his length. He holds you there for a long moment as you adjust to his intrusion, his fingers digging into your fleshy hips.

“God, you feel so good,” you whimper before you begin to move atop him, his hands leading your movements.

Your head falls back in pleasure as you ride him, the way he fills you up, a delight you don’t think you’ve ever experienced. 

Lee watches you with heavy lids, his blue eyes dark with unrestrained lust. He lets you take control as you move your hips over his, chasing your own pleasure as each move stimulates your clit.

He can’t stop himself though, eventually his hips jerk up into you, causing you to clench around him, your hold on him tightening when he begins fucking up into you with abandon.

You fall onto him with a cry as he grips your ass almost painfully.

The first slap he lands is sharp and stings but has your walls gripping his shaft even tighter.

“You like that, baby?” he snickers through a moan as you babble mindlessly, his cock still thrusting into you as his hips never slow.

The second slap burns more than the first but Lee quickly follows it up with his palm massaging the sting gently as you moan meekly.

“Daddy asked you a question, darlin’,” he taunts as his pace slows. The drag of his cock is still long and deep, though. He ensures you feel every inch of him as he slides in and out of your cunt. 

“Yes,” you answer as you pick your hips up and down, wanting it harder.

Another slap has you gasping as you peer up at Lee. Your mouth goes dry at the look in his eyes as his hips stop moving entirely.

“Yes, daddy,” you murmur as you hold his stare.

A growl ripes from his throat at your words as he holds your waist tightly, flipping you so you’re on your back as he hovers above you.

The sight of Lee between your legs sends a new wave of slickness to your pussy as you relax into the bed with a pleasured sigh.

He positions himself at your entrance and slides right in, pulling you closer by your hips as he thrusts into your wet heat.

He groans as he leans over you, looking down at your exposed body.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?”

You’re stunned at his words. You knew he was attracted to you, duh, but there was something so genuine about the way he said it. It sent a flutter to your belly as you couldn’t do anything but stare back up at him with doe eyes as he fucked you so perfectly.

You reached up and pulled him down to you, crashing your lips into his as your response. He licked into your mouth and you let him dominate the kiss as you followed his lead.

He finally broke it when you were both nearly out of breath. 

“Goddamn perfect,” he husked as he leaned back up, rolling his hips into yours, his cock sliding right against the spot you most wanted to feel him. He groped your breasts, kneading them with his large hand, playing with your nipples as he growled and groaned, his touch and filthy sounds only spurning you on further.

“Lee,” you whimpered, grabbing at him as your walls tightened, that coil in your belly tightening more and more with his every thrust.

“‘M right there, baby. Right there with you,” he huffed, “just a little more.”

“Please,” you breathed, your eyes squeezing tightly as you tried to hold off your orgasm just a little longer, “please, Lee.”

He grunted, hands gripping your hips tight enough to bruise as he fucked your harder, stretching you delightfully. 

“Please come with me, Daddy, please,” you begged, earning a deep thrust and a symphony of sinful noises and curses from the man pounding into you. Another harsh thrust had you nearly squealing as you finally came around his thick length, the hot pleasure shooting through you before crashing down wave after euphoric wave as your body tensed and shook.

Cries of pleasure and his name like a prayer left your lips as your walls milked his cock, his come filling you up as he let himself burst inside of you. The hot, thick ropes of his release hitting your walls had you squeezing him tighter as you whimpered beneath him.

As you began to come down and tried to regulate your breathing, his hand on your face had you opening your eyes before they closed once more as he pressed his swollen lips to yours. The kiss was slow and deep as his hips slowed and stilled against yours while your hands found his face in return, holding him to you. His cock softened and slipped out of you, causing you to murmur into the kiss at the loss of him. He smirked against your lips before he ended it, pressing his forehead to yours instead as you breathed each other in. 

You peered into his eyes as he stared down at you.

There was a softness in his gaze that you swear could’ve had you melting into the mattress right then and there.

He smiled at you and you couldn’t help but return it as you smiled demurely back.

Your thumb mindlessly stroked his cheek before he nuzzled into your touch. Lee let his body lay down next to you on the mattress, holding your hand against his face and pulling your body closer to his with his free hand.

He sighed contentedly as you turned into him. 

“Was the wait worth it?” you asked softly.

He looked to you, squeezing you just a bit tighter, “Well worth it.”

You laughed, “Good. I’m glad. We’ll have to do this again sometime,” you simpered, pushing off of him, turning back to get off the bed.

“Where do you think you’re goin’ sweetheart?” he said, stopping you from leaving.

“What, I can’t stay in here. My mom’ll realize I’m not in my room and freak out. She’s paranoid about me being taken by some mystery monster up here, has been since I was a kid,” you reminisced. 

“Darlin’,” he drawled, rolling over you once again, “I think she already knows you’ve been taken by the monster,”

You laughed as he attacked your neck with kisses, holding you close to him. 

“Oh, and you, Sheriff, you’re the monster?”

“Mhm. Prepared to take her daughter away to his lair. Keep her all to himself,” he murmured against your skin.

“Well, for what it’s worth,” you said, running your fingers through his short hair, “I don’t foresee her putting up much of a fight.”

You could feel his smirk before he pulled away to look you in the eyes once again. 

“I am serious, darlin’. I think she already knows we may be up to something.”

“How would she possibly know that?”

He sighed, turned and layed down next to you again, “I asked your dad for his permission before I tried to ask you out the other week.”

“What? You did?” you asked in disbelief, “and he said yes?”

“I was as shocked as you are,” he smiled. “He asked me the other day at work how it went and when I told him we hadn’t been able to set anything up, he invited me here this weekend.”

“Ah,” all the pieces were connecting now as you let out a breathless chuckle. “Hm.”

“There a problem with that?”

“No,” you shook your head, “no, I just. I don’t normally tell my parents about the people I see until things are, uhm…serious, I guess?... And I mean, this was great, I would absolutely love to do it again,” you smiled, “but, uh, what exactly are we doing? Just so we’re on the same page, so we know where we stand.”

“Sex is great,” he agreed, “but I’d be lyin’ if I said I wasn’t hoping for more.”

“More as in, like, dating?”

He turned to be face to face with you before he spoke, “That was my intention.”

You nodded then, fighting a bigger smile from breaking out across your face. 

“Okay,” as you spoke, you could hear the front door downstairs open. Your eyes went wide as your head shot to the still open door of the room, “Shit. Well for now, I’d prefer my parents not know I desecrated their beloved cabin by getting creampied by their friend in the bed that they paid for,” you whisper ranted as you clamored off the bed and pulled your night slip back on. You were about to rush to the door, trying to beat them up the stairs as Lee sat up and leaned against the headboard, watching you, quite entertained by your frantic state before you stopped in your tracks, turned around and padded back over to him, “I’ll leave my door open, but you’ll have to wait until my parents shut their light off if you want round two,” you whispered, kissing him gently before slipping away just as fast, shutting his door behind you. All he could do was smile, still basking in the afterglow and the idea of what was still to come.

It was an hour later, after your mom had checked in on you - a habit from the past twenty something years since they’d bought the cabin - and their lights went out across the hall, that your bed dipped as Lee quietly crawled in beside you.

His arms wrapped around you, his lips pressed against your ear,

“You said somethin’ bout round two. Much as I loved hearin’ you moan for me, let’s see how quiet you can be for Daddy.”

You whimpered almost inaudibly, but Lee heard it anyway, his large hand coming up to your throat, instantly causing you to get even more wet for him as he squeezed ever so slightly.

“You gonna be a good girl for me, baby?” he prompted, a wicked smirk on his lips as he pressed his boxer cover erection against your bare ass.

Your voice was a pathetic whisper as you pressed back against him,

“Yes, Daddy.”

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[lanabuckybarnes]

💳💳💳 take all my money but pleeeeease write more about dirty big boy Lee who wants to give you his son because that small drabble had me sweatin already😮‍💨

Ask and thee shall receive!

Breeding Bitch

18+ MINORS DNI

(I do not own any photos, Credits to original owners)

Uhhh so this is fucking….maybe the warnings would describe this a bit better hehe 👀.

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Reader

Warnings: Dark Lee!, LEE BODECKER!!, Dub/Non-Con Themes, Unestablished Age Gap but there is definitely one (Reader 20s, Lee late 30s/40s), Cheating (it's Lee), Teeny Size Kink if you squint, Names: Darlin, Good Girl, Baby, Slut, Bitch, Whore, Heifer, Girl. Handcuffing, Good ole Gaslighting, Degradation, Gagging, Dirty Talk, Cervix Abuse, Voyeurism? (Your father is in the next room), He uses the fact that your Pa is so close to his advantage, Mentions of Breeding, actually Breeding, Alcohol (Again, It’s Lee), Marking, Biting, Slapping, Bleeding (from yer cooch), Spitting, Daddy Kink, Rough P in V, Threats (Lee threatens your teeth), Dacryphilia, Panty Stuffing, Absolutely zero aftercare— if I’ve missed anymore, especially in a story like this one, please lemme know!!

DO NOT PROGRESS IF ANY WARNING(s) TRIGGER YOU PLEASE!!

Word Count: 1.2k

This is a doozy. I’ll put a lil palette cleanse at the end for you my loves ♥️

“Augh shit you’re fucking tight” Lee growls above you, cock head pushed uncomfortably against your cervix, your hands cuffed above your head and your panties in your mouth.

You would never admit this to anyone. The almost nightly occurrences of Lee ending up in your little cottage on the hill, his pants round his ankles and his cock wherever he so chose.

It was his wife’s fault, he’d told you; she was sick, old and unable to give him what he wanted. That’s why when you moved into town, bright-eyed and innocent, he had to have you.

His head rolled with his eyes, a strained groan flowing from his lips as his tummy jiggled softly at the tightening of his core.

“Never get over a tight little pussy like this” You whined as he pushed further, sheathing his dick fully inside you.

What would your daddy say if he saw you like this, legs spread akimbo for a married man, the Sheriff no less? Your hands pulled against the cuffs attached to the headboard, the rhythmic clanging had Lee’s eyes shooting open.

“Hey now! Darlin” a huge hand smoothed over your metal clasped wrists before running down your arm to your left breast, he squeezed firmly.

“You wouldn’t want your daddy waking up now would you?” that fucking smirk, the dark look in his eyes— he had you, right where he wanted— the reminder of your feeble old Pa in the next room keeping you tamed, Lee didn’t care about him finding out about your little secret, he’d fuck you right in front of him, but he knew it would keep you pliant for him.

You stopped, hands hanging painfully from the cuffs.

“Good girl, knew you’d come around…now you let me breed this little cunt, loosen up a bit, enjoy it” The brandy on his breath had you queasy as it mixed with his residual cologne. His thick lips peppered marks all over your breast, tongue licking the flesh before biting down with a force that had your toes curling and you crying out into the cotton of your panties.

“Oh don’t be dramatic” he chuckled, slapping the reddened mark lightly. He groaned as he pulled his length out slowly, letting you feel each inch run over the stretched flesh of your heat until his cock head fell from you in a sickly squelch, his precum mixed with your blood.

“God baby, you’re fucking soaked…you like me doing this to you? Course you do you fucking slut” Lee gleams wickedly before launching a huge glob of spit over your clit and his head, his thick fingers circling your clit once, twice and then rubbing the saliva over himself.

He keeps your head still, forcing you to look at him as he pushes in again, making you watch as his dark eyes swim with amusement at your pathetic little whimpers.

“Mmmn…you know, if I didn’t have to do this, I’d feel bad for your stupid little face” Lee laughs, slapping his fingers against your cheek mockingly.

His patience had worn thin, you were lucky enough to get this much prep from him but he was over it now— the growing itch to fill your fertile little hole with his cum becoming too overwhelming.

He slams in, hitting your already abused cervix painfully. His pace is brutal, the only thing stopping the headboard from clattering off the wall being the pillow he’d so ‘generously’ placed between them.

“Oh shit! you fucking little breeding bitch, ahh I ain’t ever had a pussy this tight… fucking made for me, wasn’t it? Yeah, it fucking was” Lee rambles, as he usually does. You could do nothing but take whatever he was giving you, you wouldn’t dare fight back— did you even want to at this point? He had you all cock drunk, stupid little baby so you were.

“Mmm, baby you like this” Lee spoke assertively, punctuating each word with a hard thrust “Push me away as much as you want but at the end of the day you’re still gonna take my load happily… I mean look” he laughs as he pushes your legs from his wide shoulders, they fall open on their own. “You fucking hold yourself open for my spunk, you fucking want this, you need it… you want my son ya little slut”

The quick yank of your panties from your mouth made you gag slightly, the drool that had gathered falling from the corner of your mouth and into your tresses of hair. It amused Lee, watching you stare off into that little space you ran to, unable to control your body— you let him fuck you however he wante— no, however you needed.

Lee’s hand clasped around your face painfully, his thumb hooking behind your teeth “fucking answer me whore, or I’ll pull these out” a firm tug to your lower jaw warned you before he spat again, the hot liquid falling right on your tongue.

“I want this… wan you! Want your baby! Please Lee gimme your baby” you wailed, no longer caring about your volume.

“Good little slut, always begging for daddy ain’t you? You take this fucking baby, you take everything I give you” Lee’s pace stuttered, only for a second, but it told you everything you needed to know and you were disgusted at the way your body pled for it. The way your back arched, your pussy squeezing and frantic cries fell from your lips as your orgasm slammed into you like a train.

“Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Lee practically screamed as he sank himself into one last time, releasing spurt after spurt of his thick, hot, cream against your bruised womb entrance. You don’t know how long his dick sat in your throbbing canal, only falling from you once he was fully soft.

“God, who’d I fucking bless to get a little heifer like you hmm?” He spoke eventually, kissing your cheek, allowing his tongue to poke out and lap at the salty tears falling freely from your big sad eyes.

“Don’t look so fucking upset at this, it’s a good thing, you’re being used for something great…I know girls that would have their panties round their ankles in no time if I let them” He chuckled while standing, fingers gripping your discarded undergarments to wipe along his cock, gathering his cum, and your slick; which had a tinge of red from the tear in your fragile skin he caused by stretching you out.

Once he deemed himself clean enough, he ran the panties through the mess pouring from your core.

“This won’t do, you’re supposed to keep it in” He tutted before pushing the soaked material into your stretched hole, his fingers stuffing the scratchy fabric into you carelessly. He made quick work of the cuffs digging painfully into your wrists, placing a quick peck over each dark mark around them.

“Tomorrow, I don’t want none of this fighting bullcrap you hear? No panties, no bra, no attitude— just you, alright girl?” He pushed your cheeks together, puckering your lips in the process.

You knew that what you said to him wouldn’t matter, he’d take you all the same so you just nodded like you would every single time his cerulean stare flickered over your much smaller structure.

“Atta girl” His lips grazed over your own, and then like a ghost, he was gone, leaving you to sob in a pile of your own mess.

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I’m so sorry for him, he’s not usually like this, I promise he’s a nice guy 😔 🚩

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[navybrat817]

Most Important Meal

Pairing: Dark!Lee Bodecker x Female Reader

Summary: Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

Word Count: 100

Warnings: Cockwarming, Dubcon/Noncon elements, implied kidnapping, attempted escape, dark themes, punishment, Lee Bodecker (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: The Basement Spouses Writing Challenge: Use a character and prompt in a story 100 words or less. Today is Lee Bodecker and "Be good for me, baby. We wouldn’t want to see those tears again." Written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

And the Sheriff had a big appetite.

Lee grunted in approval as he shoveled another bite of pancakes into his mouth, obscenely licking the syrup from his lips with a moan. "Might be your best batch yet."

You whined around his cock, your jaw aching as he forced your head down further. Your ass was still sore from your earlier punishment. He didn't like it when you tried to run.

So he put a chain around your ankle.

"Be good for me, baby. We wouldn’t want to see those tears again."

Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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[sgt-seabass]

𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍

pairing — vampire!Lee Bodecker x reader w/c — 100 words warnings — vampirism, blood drinking, dark elements a/n — written for The Basement Spouses writing challenge, with the prompt Lee Bodecker + “Be good for me, baby. We wouldn’t want to see those tears again.” this is the first thing i've written in months. thank you to @vellicore for helping me get my muse back and @vonalyn for quelling my anxieties.

The soft flicker of the candle swirled into beautiful hues, the only sound in the room Lee’s soft grunts as he drank your life’s essence. 

For something so macabre, having your blood drained by your captor was surprisingly soothing. 

When he pulled away, mouth covered in your blood, you became cognisant for a moment.

You’d been his thrall for years. Did anyone miss you? You looked at the candle. How many birthdays had you missed?

Lee cupped your face, examining the distress in your eyes, feeding on your emotions like he did your blood. 

A whimper left your lips, and he grinned. “Be good for me, baby. We wouldn’t want to see those tears again.”

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[buckybuckyboo]

The good sheriff

Word count: 940

Sheriff Lee x reader

Summary: Was there ever a last time when Sheriff Lee was involved?

Warnings: Smut. MINORS DNI (18+). Fingering (female receiving)

A/N: I DO NOT give any permission to translate or post my work anywhere else. Please enjoy reading and feedback is always appreciated

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You swore you wouldn't end up here again. You were telling yourself last time that it was THE LAST TIME but when he pulled up beside you, the window already down. He leans over on the back of the seat and smiles at you "Hey sweetheart, hop in" Ugh that smile, always makes you weak at the knees. You fiddle with your bag fighting the urge to say yes to him. "Come on sweet pea, don't keep me waiting" That smooth voice of his, grabbing the handle of the door and opening it, and sliding into the seat. You see that smirk on his face as he turns back to the wheel. "That's my good girl," He says turning the car out and speeding off. "Why don't you come a little closer baby? What are you doing over there all by yourself?" He smirks.

You smile sliding over and placing your hand on his thigh. Leaning in and kissing his neck. Sliding your hand over the bulge in his pants. He pulls into your favorite private spot and shuts the car off. Turning and grabbing you by the neck and smashing your lips to his in a heated kiss. "Who are you wearing that little skirt for huh? You love having all those little boys after you?"

"No sir, I wore this for you"

"Oh yeah? All for me?"

"Yes sheriff, all for you"

"Such a good girl for me. Take your panties off for me sweet pea". Lee watches your every move, watching your hands slide up your thighs and pull your panties off. He quickly grabs them from you "These belong to me now"

You chuckle softly "I don't think they are your color sheriff."

He smirks shoving the panties into his pocket. "They might not be my color but you know what is? This pretty pink pussy of yours" He grabs you by the ankle pulling your pussy closer to him. Rubbing his middle finger and ring finger through your folds getting them wet with your slick. "Oh baby, all this mess for me? So pretty" He sinks his two fingers into you before you can answer, your back lifting off the car seat. Leaning over you and attacking your neck and collarbone with kisses. You swore you wouldn't end up here again, but here you were with the handsome sheriff once again with his fingers buried deep inside your soaking wet pussy. Slowly slipping in and out of you.

"Please Lee please fuck me" You whimper out. He buries his fingers deep inside you and keeps them there.

"You're not ready for this cock yet baby, you're so tight but so wet and warm." He feels your pussy clenching around his fingers as he speaks.

"You like that baby? Do you like how wet and warm your pussy is? It's just perfect for my cock isn't it?"

He curls his fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot and making you moan out. Your eyes are closed as your hips move against his fingers. "You gonna cum baby? Squeezing me so good, I know you're close. Look at me sweet pea." Your eyes open and focused on his as he starts pumping his fingers in and out. That coil in your stomach snaps and you cum all over his fingers. He crashes his lips to yours as you moan, your hands pulling him even closer to you.

Slipping his fingers out of your pussy, he brings them to his lips and sucks "Hmm, tastes so good"

"Lee stop teasing" He leans back smirking at you "Well, if you want it so bad honey, come and get it!"

You smile crawling over and undoing his belt buckle and pants. His cock straining against them. Taking his cock out and stroking it slowly. Licking your hand and using it on his cock, getting him wet and ready for your pussy. Climbing into his lap and slowly sinking down on his cock. A mixture of pleasure and pain as he stretches your pussy out. His hands gripping onto your hips, his fingertips digging into your skin. He buries his head in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent and kissing your skin. "Good girl, that's it, take it deeper. Fuck you feel so good!"

His hips start to move making his cock hit your sweet spot deep inside.

Lifting his head back so you can kiss his lips. Your hips start to move in rhythm with his making you moan against his lips. His hands holding onto your ass helping you move. As his thrusts start to become harder you feel that feeling in your stomach again.

"Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum again Lee, please don't stop. Your cock feels so good!"

His thrusts become sloppy as he reaches his release.

"Squeezing me so good baby, gonna cum in that sweet pussy of yours!"

In moments you both cum. You cum first with a loud moan and he follows after. His seed coating your walls. When you both catch your breath again you share a sweet kiss. "Let me take you home sweet pea" You smile and nod as you lift yourself off his cock and fix your skirt. Lee fixes himself up and starts to drive you home. He stops outside your house and throws his arm over the seat and smiles at you.

"Lee, I need my panties back"

"No, they're mine"

"Lee, you're gonna be dripping all down my legs! What will my mom say if she sees!"

"It's best if she knows that the good sheriff is taking good care of you" He smirks.

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[thornsnvultures]

pride

lee bodecker x wife!reader

cw: 18+ nsft, smut, p in v sex, creampie, lee being a neglectful husband at first, 640 w

a/n: something short and sweet for @nickfowlerrr 's seven deadly sins event. I missed writing for Lee and wanted to write a smutty little fluff piece for him 🖤

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"I'm the luckiest man on earth."

At first you weren't sure that you heard him right. Lee didn't talk much when he was fucking you, at least not lately. For a while he would just get his rocks off and roll off you, immediately falling asleep while you laid there and stared at the ceiling until you fell asleep.

God only knows how long it's been since Lee talked to you sweet at all. But it happened in every marriage, the eventual slough off into the mundane, right? No more flowers or date nights. No more Lee taking his sweet time with your body like he used to. You almost didn't want to jinx it by asking him to repeat himself, afraid of breaking whatever spell had been cast that brought the old Lee back to you.

But he broke it for you.

"You know why I'm lucky, sweetheart?" His big hand brushes your cheek, turning your head on your pillow so he could see your face. His hips had stilled as he looked at you, those bright blue eyes roaming your face. He was waiting for you to answer.

"W-why?"

Lee leans over you, draping his big body across your back, his belly pushing into the dip of your arched spine, and kisses your cheek. The angle pushes his cock into your inner walls and you gasp, squeezing a groan out of your man.

"Cause I got a pretty little thing like you in my bed, that's why."

"Oh, Lee."

Your husband presses more kisses along your jaw as he grinds his cock into that same spot. You're on fire, your insides lighting up like a fire doused in gasoline.

"M'sorry I haven't been takin' care of you like I should, darlin'. Not when you take such good care of me." Lee's words whispered in your ear sends shivers down your spine.

"It's alright-"

"It's not-," Lee growls, shooting up straight and drawing his cock out almost all the way only to slam it back in with a harsh slap that makes your teeth rattle in your head. "It's not alright."

Lee grabs your hips, gripping your soft flesh as he pounds into you.

"You're my wife," he growls again as his hips set a punishing pace. You can barely breathe, gasping and whining as you scramble for purchase on soft sheets so he doesn't fuck you into the headboard. "My perfect, sweet little wife. With the sweetest little pussy I've ever known." He punctuates nearly every word with a thrust of his hips, his cock bullying your tight walls in the most delicious way.

"I couldn't be any more proud of you, darlin'," he says as he drops to a hand by your head so he can reach under you, reach that aching bud that'll push you over the edge, the one he's ignored for way too long. "Couldn't be any more proud to call you my wife."

Lee's thick fingers circle your clit and within seconds you're crumbling, crying out and shaking to pieces as you come around his cock. Moments later Lee's right there with you, shouting into the nape of your neck as his balls empty, filling you near to burst with his sticky cum.

"I'm sorry I haven't been treatin' you right, darlin'," Lee tells you again when he comes back to bed later with a warm, wet washcloth. "Been so busy at the station and I got the election coming up," Lee sighs and shakes his head. "But I won't let it happen any more."

"You mean it, Lee?"

Once you're clean he wraps you up in his arms, his big hands rubbing your back as you settle into his chest.

"I said it once and I'll say it again," Lee smiles, "I do. Cause you're the best damn thing that's ever happened to me."

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[littlelioncub43]

Ok for murderer Monday 😶‍🌫️

Imagine being softdark!Lee's little housewife and getting your period and he gets soooooo protective of you esp. in public and when you're both alone and you're in pain and he's heard that pleasure can fix that sooooo....

AaaaAAAAAAH YES. It's been so long since I wrote for Lee. I need more Lee thots hehe

Home Remedies

Summary: When your period comes with a vengeance, Lee is quick to dote on you. But when the regular methods of pain relief seem to be failing you, Lee suggests another way to make you feel better.

Pairing: soft dark!Lee Bodecker x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut (18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI), fluff, fingering (f receiving), pet names (princess, baby doll, baby, nothing crazy), period sex, bleeding (obvi), Lee being Lee which is naturally darker but still very loving, brief mentions of force feeding, dry humping, Lee coming in his pants, and a partridge in a pear tree.

Word count: idk, I wrote this on my phone.

A/N: Holy crap, I accidentally wrote a fic! Look at me go! This was supposed to be short but it turned out to be a full length fic! I'm honestly so surprised and proud of myself. I hope you enjoy it! Hehe let me know how you feel! Comments and reblogs are always welcome! 💖

Kisses 💋

—K

Lee made it a point to track your cycle, it made life easier for the both of you. He knew when your attitude was less than agreeable that your monthly was just round the corner, which helped him keep a level head most of the time. He knew when you'd burst into tears because you were out of lemons and he forgot to pick them up from the store, that your monthly was approaching. As much as it drove him up the walls to have you all over the place, he knew there was no avoiding it. Just as there was no avoiding the itch deep inside him to watch over you.

On a good day, Lee had a hard time leaving you at home by yourself. The worry that someone might break in, or something might happen while he's gone lived permanently in the back of his head. No matter how many times that you tell him that you're more than capable of taking care of yourself, Lee had a hard time buying it. He just wants to make sure you're safe, that's all.

So when you're curled up in bed way past the time you normally get up, that need to hover around you comes back full swing. You were certain there was a knife in your abdomen, and it was slowly but surely cutting its way through your insides. You were flushed hot, but felt annoyingly chilly at the same time. After 20 minutes of wrestling with the blankets you found a position that didn't hurt.

"Babydoll?" You hear Lee's groggy voice laced with concern from behind you. "You feelin' ok?"

"Cramps," is all you could say through the discomfort. Lee clocked the pained whine in your voice and the waves of tension that radiated off of you immediately.

"Period come early, or your tummy?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes, ready to get whatever you needed.

"Period," you grumble softly. He grunts in acknowledgement and makes his way towards the medicine cabinet, grabbing the painkillers and a cool washcloth for your forehead, he could feel the heat emanating from you.

"Here you go, honey," he whispers as he hands you the two pills and the glass of water you keep by your bedside. You swallow them down with some effort, the water settling in your stomach makes you nauseated.

"Thanks," you sigh as he sets the half empty cup down and eases the damp washcloth across your heated skin.

"Y'welcome," he whispers and mozies his way downstairs, ready to call Ida at the station to tell her that he won't be in today. He comes back to bed less than 10 minutes later, lightly buttered toast and a small plate of fruit in hand. You sigh when you see the food, knowing that it's a lot easier to just eat the food rather than argue with him about it. Last time you did, he sat there and basically forced the slices if oranges down your throat. Lesson learned.

Once Lee was satisfied with the amount of food you'd eaten, he tucked you back into bed, this time setting a red towel beneath you to catch any excess blood.

"There you go," he presses a kiss to your face and straightens up, "if y'need anythin', you tell me, alright?"

"I will, honey, thank you," you smile up at him softly. While he still was the rough and burly sheriff of Knockemstiff, you couldn't deny the fact that he loved you to pieces. He gave you that boyish smile that he knows you love so much, and went about his way.

Your little nap lasted for about an hour before the cramps came back with a vengeance. The dull ache was now replaced with piercing pains that shot through you. Deep groans pulled their way from your throat as you writhe in your spot, unwanting to move too much.

"What's the matter?" a concerned Lee ask from the door, your pained groans having alerted him. Unable to answer him, he crosses the room to sit on the edge of the bed next to you, still in his pajama pants and undershirt. "Is it bad? Want more pills?"

"N-Nooo," you whimper with a shake of your head, you knew they'd do nothing to quell the pain in your abdomen.

"What do you need, honey? Tell me," he sighs softly, his face pinched in pain, mirroring your own grimace. Seeing you like this definitely did a number on him. "Hm?"

"Don't know," you mumble, frustrated that you have no clue what could possibly make this better.

"Wanna try something? I heard it's supposed t'help make everything better," he says, a playful yet caring glint in his eye. He can tell he has your attention now, that you're just desperate enough to want relief no matter how you got it. "They say that gettin' off helps relax the muscles that are crampin', helps you relax. Don't that sound nice?"

Lee tucks a strand of your hair behind your head, smiling when you nuzzle into his palm on instinct. He read about it months ago and was just waiting for the opportunity to put it to the test. Now all he has to do is get you to agree, which he knows is going to be a piece of cake. He watches as you chew over his proposition.

"Gettin' off?" You ask softly, looking up at your husband.

"Yes, babydoll," he leans in closer with a soft nod, slowly but surely moving to hover over you, "gettin' you off... makin' you finish."

It's second nature to spread your thighs for Lee, your body welcoming his own as he cages you in underneath him. You could see the predatory gleam in his eye as he watched you, waiting patiently for your answer. You knew that this was partly for his own pleasure, but the saccharine promise of relief from the pain was enough for you.

"Ok," you nod, your arms moving to lazily sling around his broad shoulders. Lee gives you that pleased smirk that sends butterflies fluttering through your tummy, a welcomed contrast to the shooting jabs and dull aches.

"Alright," he purrs, clearly pleased with your answer, and lowers his body down to yours carefully. You whine softly at the pressure, but he's quick to shush you gently. "It's ok, babydoll, it's alright. Jus' let me take care of everythin', and you be a good girl and relax, hm? All you gotta do is feel good."

He whispers his loving promises into your skin as he peppers tender kisses along your jaw, making his way to your lips. You both let out a shared moan of relief when your lips finally slot together. The slow movements of Lee's unfairly large hands pull your mind away from the discomfort you feel, the further south they travel the heavier you breathe.

"L-Lee," you moan into his mouth when he gently cups your sex, his hooded eyes trained on your face as he holds you in his palm, the heat from your core drove him fucking crazy. He groans softly as he begins to pet you, stroking your mound in slow motions, careful not to push too hard. Your eyes stay shut as small little whimpers of pleasure fall from your lips. The feeling of his hand rubbing your sensitive parts has a mixture of arousal and blood gushing out of you, just for Lee to feel.

"That's it, babygirl," he groans, letting his own eyes shut for a moment to just feel the growing wetness of your cunt through your panties. The small sparks of pleasure are soon not enough anymore, and you try to tell him with a gentle nudge of your hips. "Wan' more already?"

"Uh-huh," you nod, ignoring the teasing lilt to his voice. He gives your lips another peck before he's peeling off your panties and discarding them to the floor.

"So wet for me, aren't ya, Sweetheart? Always so wet," he coos as his thick fingers glide easily through your petals. Lee bites his lip when he smells the metalic scent of your blood mixing with the tang of your arousal— he could get used to this.

"Oh my god," you sigh and grip his white undershirt in your fists, your head lolling to the side as he circles your clit in slow, precise movements. You were so fucking sensitive, it was nearly overwhelming. The gentle touches left you burning for more and breathless, then you had Lee above you, watching your every expression with his own hungry gaze, and speaking in that thick drawl— it was dizzying.

"Oh, fuck!" You whimper as a thick finger fills you slowly, your back arches off the bed on instinct. The deep grunt that leaves Lee has you clamping down around his forefinger, his thumb replacing his finger on your clit. Lee was certain he's never been this hard in his life than he is right now, watching you lose yourself to the pleasure he's providing. His cock flexes against your inner thigh as he pumps his finger in and out of you at a sluggish pace.

"There you go, baby, there you go," he rasps under his breath, his eyes drinking in every little expression you make. The way your nose scrunches, how your eyebrows furrow together when he touches that special spot inside you, the way your gorgeous lips stay parted to let those beautiful moans flow freely. "So fucking beautiful, y'know that? Make me so crazy for ya, Princess, can't get enough a'you, never get enough."

The stretch of another finger joining his first has your hips trying to rut, chasing the pleasure, but Lee's heavy frame keeps you in your spot. He speeds up ever so slightly, the sound of his fingers sinking into your sopping cunt over and over fill the room.

"Oh fuck, y'hear that? Hear how wet you are?" Lee growls, the slick sounds being his undoing. His fingers speed up, keeping their pressure light as he stretches you out. You gasp and moan as the pleasure builds, the tension growing in your lower tummy draws tighter and tighter with each swipe of his thumb against your clit.

"Lee, m'gonna cum!" You gasp and toss your head back, your legs squirming as he works you closer and closer to your high.

"Yeah? Y'gonna cum on my fingers, baby? Gonna make a fucking mess?" His voice is rough, his own hips beginning to rut, humping himself against your thigh for some relief. The act alone sends you shooting higher ans higher towards your crest. "C'mon, honey, I want you t'come for me."

You didn't stand a chance.

"Lee!" You cry out as you finish, your body thrashing as waves of bliss crash down over you again and again. You can hear Lee's pleased grunts in your ear as you clench down around his fingers, his thumb working you through your high. A rush of wetness seeps from your core, coating Lee's hand and dripping down your skin to the towel. It's not long until you feel his covered cock throbbing wildly against you.

"F-Fuck!" He curses harshly as his own end catches up to him, soaking his boxers and pajama pants. Throaty groans resonate through his chest as he rocks against you to milk his high as long as possible. Heavy breaths replace the moans that filled the shared bedroom. Peeling your eyes open, you gaze up at the ceiling as you try to catch your breath.

Lee sighs and pulls himself from the comfort of your shoulder to look down at you with a soft smile. His face flushed pink and sweat beads his forehead from your activities and shared body heat and you can't help but beam up at him with that same lovesick smile you give him.

"How're y'feelin', Princess, any better?" He asks in a breathless voice. You giggle softly and relax your grip on his shirt to smooth out the wrinkles you left.

"I forgot that's what this was for," you admit bashfully, making him chuckle with you.

"Well, good, then I did my job right."

"You always do, Sheriff Bodecker," you coo and give him a kiss, already feeling more like yourself. Lee groans into the kiss at the title.

"You're a little minx," he whispers in between another kiss before propping himself up on his forearm, giving his attention to his fingers still buried in your cunt. "Fuuuuck me," he groans when he sees the mess you made. A thin layer of blood coats your inner thighs and part of his hand, the glisten of your cum recognizable on your lips and his wrist. Slowly, he withdraws from your pussy, watching intensely as his fingers emerge coated in your essence and blood.

The little whimper you give when he leaves you completely empty has his dick stirring in his trousers. Lee sucks in a deep breath as he brings his fingers from between your legs to get a better look.

"Would y'look at that?" He marvels, mostly to himself, as his fingers gleam in the late morning sunshine. Your face heats up at his actions, embarrassment taking hold as he shows you his bloody, cum covered fingers. Lee's eyes are fixed on his digits as he plays with the strings of wetness for a moment before bringing them to his lips. A loud moan vibrates in his chest at your taste, his eyes sliding shut in bliss as he cleans you from his hand. He finally releases them with a pop.

"Fuckin' divine is what you are, Princess. Fuckin' heavenly," he growls, his dick fully hard in his pajama pants as he begins to rut into your thigh again, his eyes dark with hunger again as he quickly unties the drawstring of his pants. "M'gonna fuck ya all fuckin' week, make sure ya don't feel nothin' but pleasure— fuck, m'gonna take care of ya, Princess, I promise."

And he did.

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[valleyfae]

lee bodecker as a dad? 🥹🙏🏻

“Aww,” Lee huffs as your sweet little girl launches herself into her father’s open arms. “Hi baby girl, Daddy missed ya.”

Lee engulfs Cecelia — or as you and Lee call her, Cece — in his arms, propping the four-year-old on his hip, he ducks his head and makes his way into the cozy home you two have created.

The sweet scent of cherry pie floods the kitchen when you look up to find your husband cradling your daughter and grinning at her giddily chirping about her day.

Lee finds your eyes and gives you a soft smile of admiration. His pale blue eyes, glimmering sapphires holding an abundance of compassion.

“And! And! After I read, I helped Mama cook and make your pie!” Cece beams with pride.

Finally reaching the kitchenette, Lee kneels and places Cece back down. “I’m so prouda ya, honey. Just so sweet to your Daddy, ain’t ya?” Lee pecks her forehead. “How ‘bout you go and set the table now so we can eat?”

Hastily nodding, she chirps a ‘Yes, sir’ and skips off, leaving you and Lee to yourselves.

Lee grunts, standing up and smirking. “Hi, sugar.” He sneaks his hands tightly around your waist, withholding your capability to respond by pressing his flushed pink lips to yours.

Sinking into Lee’s warm, towering embrace, you reciprocate the kiss, slow like honey, as you savor the taste of your husband before you pull away, coyly grasping the collar of Lee’s button-up.

“Hi, Sheriff,” you reply, looking up at Lee with a sheepish smile. “How was work?”

“Nothin’ new. Was thinkin’ bout the beautiful wife of mine all day.” Lee cups your cheek, deliberately scanning you up and down, his grin evolving into an alluring smirk.

Taking in your cream-colored dress and the frill-trimmed apron that hugs your waistline, Lee groans under his breath. He briskly dips down for another kiss, which is abruptly interrupted by an impatient Cece tugging on his trousers.

“Alright, alright. Daddy’s comin’.” Lee chuckles, pressing one last kiss to your lips before following Cece to the table.

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[boxofbonesfic]

Title: Blender

Pairing: Dark!Lee Bodecker x Reader

Summary: Lee has a rather creative solution for his new pet’s disobedience. 

Warnings: Noncon, Kidnapping, Implied Obsessive Behavior, Human Trafficking, Smut, Public Sex, Breeding, Dead Dove: Do not eat, Minors DNI!

A/N: so remember when I asked you all who was on the other side of the blindfold? well, here’s the result. 😈 please mind the warnings and tags, and enjoy! divider by @firefly-graphics​

You’re blindfolded. You’ve been that way for hours, harsh ropes biting into the bruised flesh around your wrists. Your saliva soaks into the rag in your mouth, thick enough to hold your jaw open uncomfortably. The sound of a door opening makes you snap to attention, and though you can’t see through the ratty cloth over your eyes, the light from the hallway filters through the fabric, blinding you further.

 Heavy footsteps creak across the old floor, and you hear the creak of leather soles as their owner stops in front of you. 

 “She’s a pretty thing, isn’t she?” He drawls, and you flinch as he grabs your chin, tilting your head this way and that. “I think thirty is a fine price.” Rough fingers tug at the knotted cloth at the back of your skull, and you whine, wincing at the sudden brightness. The speaker is no more than a hazy figure hidden by floating spots as your eyes adjust to the buzzing florescent lighting flooding in from the hallway. “Pretty eyes, too, don’t you think?” He says over his shoulder. “Can’t wait to make you cry.”

 He’s tall, and a little stocky. Older, but not unattractive, with short dark hair and slate blue eyes. The mid-country drawl is as unfamiliar as your surroundings, but you know better than to ask who he is, where you are—your face still smarts from the last question you asked. The man licks his plump lips as he stares at you, his grin lewd, like he can see the shape of your body through the oversized button up someone had thrown at you to wear. 

 Behind him, the blond man in the hallway snorts. “Pretty? A pretty big handful, if you ask me.” He steps into the room, smoothing his fingers over his thick mustache. “Just so we’re clear, you know I’m not finished with her, right? She’s not trained.” 

 “Yeah, Hansen, I got you.” He draws his thumb over your bottom lip. “If I wanted you to break her, I would’ve waited six months.” He leans forward to pull the gag out of your mouth. You shudder, listening to them speak about you like an animal. Not even an animal—a thing. His eyes focus on yours. “You feel like gettin’ out of here, honey?”

 Out there is better than in here—in here with the other man, with Hansen. You’re not soon likely to forget the way he’s treated you. The days have been uncountable, but it wasn’t that long ago that you were living a different life. One where you weren’t forced to silently endure your captor’s fingers slipping where they shouldn’t during every humiliating sponge-bath. Slowly, you nod. 

 “Good.” He looks over his shoulder impatiently. “Key, Lloyd.” 

 “Money firs, Lee.” 

 Lee scowls. He stands, unzipping the front of his thick leather jacket. There’s a bullet proof vest underneath it. He reaches into an inner pocket, and produces a bound stack of bills. Lee turns, and tosses it to Lloyd who catches it easily. 

 “Count it. S’all there.” Lloyd squints at Lee, and then the money. 

 “I’m going to take it on good faith this time—mainly because I’ve got somewhere to be.” More like someone else to sell. You’ve heard the crying through the walls—the screaming too. You know you’re not the only one Lloyd’s dragged in off the street for this. He grins saucily, and it makes your stomach turn. “You two kids have fun.” Lloyd rummages around in his pockets, and then makes a triumphant noise low in his throat as he produces a single key on a flimsy looking ring from his pockets. He flings it at Lee, who catches it with a snort. 

 Lloyd turns sharply on his heel and disappears beyond the doorway while Lee squats back down with a grunt, and reaches for the chain around your ankle. He tugs you up to your feet, and you feel your cheeks warm as his eyes rove down over your thighs. The ratty plaid button up on your shoulders is the only item of clothing you own now.

 He looks you over, clucking his tongue with a distinctly pleased air. “Lloyd always does do good work, I hafta say.” You shy away as he reaches for the collar of your shirt, and he frowns. “None of that, now. We’re gettin’ to know one another properly.” He draws his thumb over the swollen bruise still marring your right cheek. Lee inspects you, walking in a full circle around you, still holding the bit of rope wound tightly around your wrists.

 When it seems he’s satisfied, he hums, wrapping the rope around his hand a few times for security. You’ve walked these hallways many times, but the sight of them is still new to you as you stumble behind Lee. The house is large but also largely empty, and you wonder where the other girls are, if they have people coming for them too. 

 Outside, the sun is almost blindingly bright, and you realize it’s been weeks since you’ve seen it—maybe months. Gravel crunches under the soles of Lee’s shoes as he leads you towards the parked police cruiser in the under-maintained driveway. All at once, you dig your heels in, pulling backward on the rope and catching him by surprise. He grunts as the rope slips through his fingers, hanging in the air between the two of you for a moment before you yank back on it again. You ignore the pain of the loose stones biting into your bare feet as you turn, looking for a way out. The long, tree lined drive is too open, but if you can make it into the dense undergrowth—

 You run. 

 Your step is unsteady, your thighs already burning from disuse. Lee is cursing behind you, and you can hear the thunderous sound of his footfall closing in—

 The breath goes out of you as he slams into you, and you finally cry out in pain as he forces you to the ground. Your cheek presses painfully into the gravel as Lee pants above you. He lets out a raspy laugh. 

 “You are a little fuckin’ handful, aren’t ya, Honey?” He fists a hand in your hair, forcing your face harder into the dirt. “I wanna treat ya like a lady, Sugar, but you’re gonna hafta earn it.” He gets up off of you, pulling you up with him. You yelp at the pain as he pulls you back toward the cruiser. He yanks open the back door and tosses you in like a rag doll. 

 “N-no, I-I don’t—” Words of protest form on your lips and die as Lee wrestles you underneath him. You’re smaller than he is, underfed and exhausted too, it doesn’t take much for him to best you. He shushes your shrill complaints with that low, disgustingly patient drawl. 

 “See Honey, this is why I didn’t want Lloyd goin’ to work on ya,” he grunts as he forces himself between your thighs. The door behind your head is locked, but you pull frantically at the handle anyway. Lee chuckles dryly, wrapping the rope still tied around your wrists about the headrest, forcing your arms above your head. You gasp as he cups your bare cunt.

 “Don’t need him to get you to behave.” Your stomach rolls as he spreads your lips apart, circling your clit with the pad of his finger. “Got my own way of makin’ sure you get the picture.” You squirm, trying to buck him off of you, but it’s like trying to lift the car for all the good it does you. Lee clucks his tongue at you. 

 “We coulda’ waited and done this in a bed, but this is a lesson you need ta learn, Honey.” You buck, trying to work him off of you, and Lee grunts, frowning. “Come on, now. Bein’ difficult ain’t gonna help nothin’.” He circles your hopefully swelling clit with shocking gentleness. “Lloyd told me all about you, Honey,” he draws out the words while he strokes you. “And you were so lonely, baby. Parents didn’t give a fuck about you, did they?” His voice is both piteous and taunting. 

 It was true that your family kept at a distance, unsatisfied with your choice to pursue an education rather than a husband. Lee raises his fingers up to his lips, sucking them clean of you. 

 “Sweet.” He presses his face into your cunt, suckling your clit as his fingers prod at your entrance. You wail, thighs tightening uselessly around his head as he whips you up into a frenzy. You don’t want to claim the firestorm of heady pleasure building up in your belly, but you don’t have a choice as it claims you. Lee hums with pleasure as you convulse, tears streaming from the corners of your eyes as you stare blindly up at the roof of the squad car. 

 “Ooh, that was good, wasn’t it?” He licks at you again, and you squeal, your oversensitive cunt throbbing. “I think you can gimme another one, can’t you Honey?” 

 “N-no, no—” You huff through your teeth, whining as he pulls another orgasm from your struggling frame. Your toes curl as white hot pleasure unfurls in your belly. You lay there, panting and sweaty, watching as Lee leans up out of the car, standing up to his full height. Your lower lip trembles as he undoes his belt, fingers making quick work of the buttons and zipper. 

 “N-not here, p-please,” you plead, fresh tears bubbling up over your eyelids and streaming freely down your cheeks and chin. 

 “Aht, aht, Honey. You stop them crocodile tears, now.” He admonishes you as he pulls the thick, veiny length of his cock from his pants. “Only makes me harder.” Lee palms his cock in his hand, pumping his fist up and down the shaft with a groan. There’s a sticky bead of precum at the tip, and he smears it across the reddened head of his cock with the pad of his thumb. You try to scoot up and away from him across the back-seat as he ducks back into the car. You can’t get far, though, the door is locked on the other side, and your hands are still bound to the headrest above you. 

 Lee’s eyes are unfathomably dark and hungry as he drinks in the sight of you, a low whistle of appreciation leaving his lips. Your breath catches uncomfortably in your chest as he slaps his cock against your clit wetly, and your body jerks from the sharpness of the sensation.

 “L-Lee,” you mumble his name, your lips salty with tears. “Please.” 

 “Look atcha, Honey,” he praises, ignoring your murmured plea as he begins to press inside. Lee hisses with pleasure as the head of his cock slips into your pussy with an audible, wet pop. “Manners are already gettin’ better.” You gurgle unintelligibly, eyes wide as he stretches you open. You want to focus on your rage, on your humiliation, your fear, but your body doesn’t let you, fresh slick leaking out to coat his invading length. Lee’s head lolls back, his eyes rolling shut as he sinks in slow, like he’s savoring every single inch. 

 As Lee finishes sheathing his cock into the throbbing, sticky mess of your cunt, you wonder dimly how there’s even space for all of it inside you. Your pussy sucks at him without your permission as he begins to pull out, a pathetic mewling noise leaking out of you at the sensation of his retreat. Dimly, you’re aware of the car rocking and squeaking beneath you as Lee lays into you. 

 It’s not supposed to feel good, Lee using your body like it belongs to him, like he owns it. Maybe he does, you think dizzily, pleasure eating away at the edges of your convictions. 

 “You gonna cum for me again?” His voice is like black honey in your ears. You shake your head desperately, whining as he fills you. Lee chuckles. “S’alright, Sweetheart,” he coos. “You can be a good girl n’ cum for Daddy.” You gurgle as he reaches down to pinch and pull at your nipples, rolling them between calloused fingers. Gritting your teeth against the tide of pleasure, your thighs tighten around Lee’s hips as it comes crashing down over you. 

 It washes away every conscious thought as Lee drags you over the edge and into bliss, your nails digging into the headrest as you wail. Lee’s praising you, telling you how good you’ll be when he’s done with you, how sweet and perfect your cunt is—but you’re not hearing it, not really. Not over the rush of blood buzzing in your ears, or through the pleasurable fog that’s settled over your thoughts. 

 “Shit, Honey,” Lee pants, his thick fingers digging into your bare hip. “If I woulda known you’d feel this good on my cock, I’d have had Hansen get you sooner.” You don’t really have the bandwidth to consider his words before he’s driving into you full force, his cock spearing you open. He grits his teeth, baring them with a growl. 

 “M’gonna keep this pretty pussy nice and full,” he rasps as he ruts against you. His heavy thrusts punch the air from your lungs, and set your already dizzy head spinning further. “Want you drippin’ with me.”  You sob and mewl as you come apart on his cock, your walls milking at him until his hips still. Lee holds you tightly against him, and you can feel each deep pulse as he spills into you with a long, low groan. He stays like that for a while, his cock lodged inside of you as his cum begins to trickle out around his shaft.

 You know you’re a mess when he pulls away, licking his lips appreciatively. Lee tucks himself back into his pants with a sigh. You watch, your lip trembling as you try to hold back the fresh wave of tears that threatens to fall. 

 The sound of applause makes you cringe, trying unsuccessfully to curl in on yourself as Lee chuckles, his gaze resting on someone behind the car, someone you can’t see. 

 “And here I thought she’d give you trouble,” Lloyd replies, ducking his head under the frame of the car’s back door. He grins at you lasciviously, and you squirm, trying to cover yourself with the tattered remains of your shirt. 

 “No trouble.” Lee answers, removing the leather jacket from his shoulders and draping it over your body. He shoots you a crooked grin that sends ice straight into your veins.  

“We got us an understandin’. Don’t we, Honey?” 

fin

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[georgiapeach30513]

Feels Like Sin

Summary: This isn't the life that you thought you would live, but Jax isn't going to let you go. You belong to him. ONLY him.

Pairings: Fae!Jax Teller X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, kidnapping, chasing, a form of drugging, dub con, dry humping, voyeurism, unprotected sex, mentions of overstimulation, spanking, creampie, humiliation, obsession, secrets and lies, self mutilation (Jax), 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 5.2K

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You dig a small hole in the dank bag. You need air. Sunlight. And a way to process your fears of what was happening to you. Looking through the pathetic hole to see yourself moving in the wrong direction. Faeries of the Spring Court never ventured here.

Branches turn into gnarly thorns, and you squeak in fear. Kicking your leg on the back of the ogre that stuffed you in here. “Easy does it, you pipsqueak. The king will love you.”

“No!” You start to blubber. Where was your king? Steve would protect you. Or would he? Even he didn’t come into the Dark Court. He only saw the king when there was a meeting of sorts. So you were told. “Please, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Suck my cock then,” his laugh bellows out before he drops you and the bag on the forest floor. You peek your head out, gasping for fresh air, but it is too damp. Fog hangs over in the forest, making it impossible to see five feet in front of you.

“Well go on, tiny,” his chubby little hands start to reach into his pants, and you slam your hands over your eyes, shaking your head no. “What’s wrong? You telling me you never had the shiny king’s cock in your little holes?”

“No, Steve never asks us to do that. Steve is kind, he isn’t like you!”

“Oh, bullshit. You are the most frivolous of the courts. All you do is fuck,” of all the lies in Collingswood, you had never done anything of the sort.

“That’s summer,” you sniffle, still refusing to look at him. You could feel his warm breath too close to you, and you try to shuffle away from him, but his sweaty hand holds tightly to your foot. “Steve doesn’t…he wouldn’t,” his finger tries to push your hand off your eyes, but you keep them covered. “No! I don’t want to look at your disgusting penis!”

“You’d rather be eaten by the Dark King instead of sucking my cock? I can find another flower faerie. You are the prettiest ones in the glen. So delicate,” he flicks his fingers over your hair, and you want to sink into the earth.

“You smell so nice. Have the prettiest smiles. Won’t you show me your smile, tiny?”

“I have nothing to smile about. You’re going to shove your disgusting penis into me, and I don’t want it,” tears flow out your eyes and you try to remember your warm spot beside the creek. A perfect spot to dance in the wind while your king smiled at you. He wasn’t like the rest of them. Steve was good. He loved and adored his court.

“Your king isn’t as precious as you want him to be.”

“He’s not kidnapping faeries from other courts to be fed on, is he?”

“He just makes his queen watch as he fucks his flower faeries.”

“No he doesn’t,” you scream, yanking your arms off your eyes. The oaf of a fae was sitting down in front of you. Invading your personal space, but fully clothed. You hate him for the lies that he spews about your court, and your king, “Steve would never.”

“You know nothing about your king. All faeries run off sex.”

“Steve runs of pure kindness,” his laugh bellows through the glade, but then he surprises you, leaning forward to touch the petals of your dress with an odd tenderness. Making you confused with the quick change, “Stop that!”

“We don’t get flowers here, pipsqueak.”

“All these thorns, and no roses?” He shakes his head no. His eyes flick up towards you before quickly looking away. “What’s your name?”

“Lee. Now get in the bag. Jax is hungry.”

“Oh, god, he’s going to eat me.”

“Most women would love to be eaten by Jax and his magic tongue. But he doesn’t eat flesh. He eats emotions. Seeing how his latest meal was stolen from him, I need you to be afraid. Suck my cock or get back in the bag,” you thought you were making some progress with the troll, but no. He is still threatening you. “Go on, little bit. I got a big cock just for you.”

“Oh my god!” Your scream echoes through the thorns, and Lee smiles when a shift in the wind happens.

“Run,” he whispers, and you don’t hesitate to jump up, sprinting as far away from him as possible. Too caught up in your tears to realize you are running deeper into the maze of thorns. And he laughs. Cleaning up his bag before making his way to his post. Chuckling at how stupid flower faeries were without their king. Predictable in their simpleness.

Jax licks his lips, already savoring your fear. His ringed fingers burn with anticipation. You wouldn’t be scarred or tattooed, but being scared was the next best thing. Your panting breaths pulses in his veins, and his eyes dart in the direction you were running. Right to him.

He was a drug, and he knew it. They all feared him, and yet always ran right to him. He hoped you’d only be as delectable as Andy’s human. You couldn’t be. She was damaged. She was supposed to be for Jax. He could feel it. Could still taste it.

He fakes a pout when he hears you cry out in pain. Flower fae were too stupid to wear shoes in his realm. But then again, they were never asked. They were forced. Remained here once their sunshine was drained. Ashamed to go back to their king that would hold them, and share his light.

But they were forever corrupt. Filled with Jax’s darkness, and willing to do everything for their king. Would serve him in ways that would be thought of as sinful. But it was just pleasure. Flower fae were not meant to stay in darkness. They needed their king and sunshine to bloom.

You gasp as you see his shadow stand up. Seemingly so much larger than Steve. Your comfort and safe space. He was terrifying. “Don’t run. You need your foot looked at. Some of those thorns are poisonous,” you gulp, finally pulling out the giant thorn in your foot, and Jax takes a deep inhale at the scent that permeates the air.

“You do suck on people’s blood,” you whine. Having to sit on the floor of the forest, and hold your foot. It hurt worse pulling it out.

“It’s all lies they tell about me, sweetheart. Can I?” Jax squats down in front of you, reaching for your foot. What other choice did you have than to extend it to him. He looks at the hole from whence the thorn was before licking his thumb and pressing it to your foot.

Instant relief. That is until you see smoke billowing off you, and the pain. Scurrying out of his grasp, you look at the scorched upper part of your foot, “What did you do?” He holds up his hands, and you notice the rings on his fingers had created a scarred effect on his skin.

Indented in on him and singed on every finger, “Iron,” he answers softly. “Makes me stronger. Makes the legends of me more fearful. Helps me feel my own pain when all I can usually feel is others. Imagine pain being something you feed off. You forget your own self and what it actually feels like. This helps me remember me. And now it no longer works. But my ugly hands remind people of what a psycho I truly can be.”

“So you do want to eat me?”

“Not you, you tiny little thing. Your emotions. The dark ones that Steve won’t allow you to have. What type of flower are you?” You grunt at him. You are getting tired of everyone talking bad about your king. Steve wasn’t anything like they were saying. He just wasn’t. He was good.

“Aw, did I offend you? What silly name did Lee call you? I was going to call you by your flower, but I’ll take what he said.”

“Tiny and pipsqueak,” every word is short and enunciated. You hate him. Both of them. You want to go home and back into the sunlight. Have Steve pull you up into his lap where he holds onto you, letting you absorb his warmth.

“Keep hating me, Tiny. Your petals are pretty,” you are a pretty little thing. Smaller than the others were. Adorable. Your fear was matched just as equally as your loyalty to your court. There was a bite to you. “What kind of petals are they?”

“Rose,” you stub up, refusing to look at him. He was a monster. You heard all the stories. Steve warned you about Jax, and why you shouldn’t trust him.

“Do you prefer that name?”

“I’d prefer to go home.”

“In time, Tiny. I am hungry,” you put on a brave face, but your lip trembles. Delicious. You are almost as intoxicating as Andy’s human. His human. She belonged with Jax. Andy hated humans. Jax treasured them.

“I think you and I could help each other. One quick taste, and then, I have a job for you.”

“Will I get to go back home?”

“Depends on how good you do. Now crawl over into my lap, let me get a little taste. It won’t hurt. In fact, it’s almost orgasmic,” you furrow your brow as you look at him. “Oh, you haven’t sat on Steve’s lap, huh? Had him stuff you full with cock?” You had sat on his lap, but not to do something as disgusting as that. Steve was warmth. He was change and growth.

You shake your head as you start to crawl towards Jax. Perfection. “It’s the best drug you’ve ever had,” he whispers, reaching over to grab you up, and putting you on his lap. You wince at the feeling of his rings touching your exposed skin.

His nose tickles up your neck as he inhales your scent. Flattening out his tongue he licks up the column of your neck before you feel a prick on your sensitive skin, and then dreams. Like there are clouds floating around your body. High and in a world of your own. Whimpering at the feel.

Lee peeks at you and Jax. Selfishly wishing it was his lap that you were grinding on. Your eyes are so blown wide with pleasure you didn’t even know what you were doing. Jax did. He moans right along with you. He bet you tasted like heaven. If there was one.

Your petals rise up and show off your glimmering skin. You had marks etched on you. No wonder you smelled like that. He knew it when he threw the bag over your body. You are special. Beautiful. Perfect. Immaculate. Different than the other flower fae he had captured.

“Ahh,” Jax moans, pulling off your body. Letting you ride out your high as you rode his stomach. “You need a taste, Lee?” Lee could be jealous, but Jax was generous. Waiting until Lee sits down before he shuffles your body on him. Biting on his lip as you grind down on him.

“She’s a pretty little thing, huh?” Lee nods his head as his breathing picks up. You are perfect. “She’s tasty. Wonder what the honey between her thighs tastes like? Maybe one day I’ll get to indulge. I have something bigger planned for her. I need humans. I need their ink,” Lee’s hand nervously tries to keep your thigh covered. Jax shouldn’t know about it.

“She’s adorable. While the veil is still open, I want her to entice broken humans to me.”

“But, sire?”

“You can accompany her, just don’t be seen. You might scare them. Enjoy your ride, and put her in my bed when she passes out from her pleasure. Poor thing never felt an orgasm before. Too bad she won’t remember it. But she will crave me,” his dark laugh bellows out before retreating into the thorns. Jax was always up to something. Lee could only tolerate it.

But for now, he was going to rub his hands up and down your thighs. Let you ride out your high for as long as you need. Beautiful. Perfection. Sinful. You’ll fit right in. Letting yourself go into darkness as your petals shift over your skin. Getting sight of your perfect tits as your nipples start to poke out.

Cupping both your breasts, his thumb rubs over the hardened buds, and you moan. Overcome with this new feeling. His finger and thumb close over each nipple, and he squeezes. Adding more pressure when you start to whimper. You like it. Love it. The darkness is already spreading through you. Spring shouldn’t enjoy even a little bit of pain. They were innocent and vanilla.

He wants you tied to his bed begging for him. But for now he’s going to enjoy the vision of your tits bouncing in his face and wanting more. More pain. More Lee. More darkness. He’ll give it to you. He’ll give you everything that Jax refuses.

“You get back here!” Lee growls as you run through the forest of thorns. Knowing where to duck and jump at just the right time. His goal was to keep you away from the king, and he’s succeeded most of the time.

“Argh!” He screams out when he loses sight of you. “You’re not going to like what you see!” His voice yells up into the sky. Shaking his head, he starts to sludge towards Jax’s palace. You’d brought him a human, and your deepest desire is to see what he did with the humans. Lee’s job was to keep you away from those creatures as Jax fed. He failed. He would pay. He is not looking forward to Jax’s wrath.

Slinking through the hallways, you listen to Jax’s deep groans. The screams of the human makes your skin crawl the closer you get. He has to be torturing her. Eventually murder her. Your morbid curiosity gets the best of you as you skip a few of the tiles, knowing that they would alert Jax to your whereabouts.

His door is opened a bit, and you have to peer through it. Watching his scarred back where his wings used to be. The skin is raised and still raw. Rippling with every thrust of his hips. The human woman’s hands start to claw into his skin, but he slams her hands above her head, growling something in her ear.

You can’t look away. You’d never seen your new king in such a vulnerable state. Completely nude with the woman. Unable to tell if she’s in pain or if those were cries of pleasure. Leaning into the door, it creaks and Jax turns his head. His minty green eyes locking in on you. His mouth sets into a frown, before he smirks.

Moving off the woman he turns her to look at you. Placing her on her knees before his hips slam into her backside. She is blind and doesn’t even see you, but his cold eyes stare at nothing else but you. Gnarling his teeth as he slaps her rounded ass, and you go to turn. “Don’t you dare!” He growls.

“You wanted to see. Watch it,” he chuckles as you start to step backwards, but your back hits Lee’s chest instead.

“I told you that you wouldn’t like it,” his breath is warm on your neck as he whispers right into your ear. “She’s enjoying it.”

“Why is she screaming then?” You can’t look away. It is horrible the way he is angrily jabbing himself into her.

“Pleasure. Some people get off on pain,” Jax’s hand wraps around her hair, and he forces her to look up at you. Make you see the recoil in her breasts. Her eyes are dead. “He overstimulates them before he ever enters them. This is what we call fucking. She’s so blinded by the over indulgence of pleasure she doesn’t even know where she is. Won’t remember coming beyond the veil.”

“He looks like an animal. He does this to all my humans?”

Lee’s hand slides over your stomach, pressing you tight against him, “Your humans?”

“I brought them to him. I bring them to slaughter.”

“They won’t remember much. He devours their sadness, their pain, and then he pleasures them with pain. They need him just as much as he needs them,” he moans on your neck. Unable to contain himself. You had started to roll your body with Jax’s movements. It isn’t as harsh as his stabbing, but it was just what Lee needs. Letting your tight little ass circle on his swollen crotch.

“They’ll be a new human tomorrow. Just flashes of a memory of this moment,” Lee sees Jax’s eyes flick to your thigh, and he stares horrified at your bare leg. Your petals had rode up, and the veining of your mark could be seen. Quickly he tries to pull it back down, but Jax knows what he saw. Lee has been lying to him.

Slapping at her ass again, Jax’s motions begin to jerk before he stops all together. “You want to clean me off?” He grins, pulling out of her, and he turns her behind to you. “You see how gaping I made her? Go on, darling, push it out.”

“Jax!” Lee shouts from behind you as you spin around, and hug yourself to his chest. “Enough!” Jax lets the woman’s body fall to the bed and he stalks over to Lee poking him hard on the shoulder.

“You’re too damn soft on her.”

“And you are bonded to her, and still want to embarrass her.”

“You were supposed to be watching her. She wanted to see. Wanted to see what my cock is used for, and now she has. You did that bitch a favor, Pipsqueak. She was in the depths of despair when you brought her to me, and now she has a high better than any fucking drug. She’ll go back with the humans as new woman. She won’t be sticking a needle in her vein, or having sex for money. She’ll have aspirations. You did a good thing,” his voice starts to calm, and the anger no longer right at the edge, “Pip? C’mere, darling.”

“No,” you mumble against Lee’s chest, “You’re naked, and smell of her.”

“Darling, I just want to hold you. It’s what you really need.”

“I said no!” You dare to look over at him, and his brows furrow. “I don't need you!”

“The hell you don’t! You’ll always need me, Pip. And you!” His gnarly finger points at Lee, “You have failed me, yet again. You have one job, keep the Pipsqueak away from my sessions. And you’re a fucking liar.”

“I’ve not lied to you,” he only wasn’t honest. He knew Jax would become obsessed with the mark on your leg. It was hardly noticeable. Nothing to get excited over.

“Withholding information is a lie, and punishable by death!”

“No!” Screaming, you turn around holding your arms out in front of Lee, “Don’t you touch him! I will tell Andy!”

“Don’t you dare scream your idle threats at me. He gets punished.”

“No,” you no longer scream, and Jax tilts his head down to look at you. “Punish me instead. He didn’t do anything. I did this. I came to find you because I needed to know why I couldn’t watch. Lee didn’t do anything. Jax, please, he’s my only friend.”

Jax’s hand goes to your chin, and he lifts you up to fully look at him. You grit your teeth as his iron rings burn your skin. You had learned well, and the urge he has to praise you gets pushed down. Now wasn’t the time, “I can’t hurt you, Pip.”

“And I can’t let you hurt him. Punish me. Do what you want.”

“No,” Lee pulls you tighter to him, but you shake your head looking at Jax. Your new king. And you wouldn’t allow him to hurt your friend.

“Please, use me instead of Lee,” Jax loved it when you asked nicely. Something inside of him stirs every time that your soft voice pleads for him to do something for you.

“Show me your leg,” Lee told you never to let Jax see your thigh, but what choice did you have now. You slide a petal over to the side, and Jax gawks at the vine that was fairly small. He sinks to his knees, and presses his nose against your thigh, sniffing up the length of the vine before his tongue flattens on your skin, and you push him away from you.

“Your punishment is to be in my bed every night. And you…I’m not finished with you, you miserable excuse of a man.”

“He is no man,” you remind Jax. “And neither are you.”

“Get this cleaned up, Lee.”

“I won’t sleep in the bed where you’ve had other women. I don’t want them on my skin,” Jax lets out a low growl, but his eyes move to the raw skin on your jawline. You took the pain. You were becoming part of his court, and still not growing weaker like the other flower fae. But, they would have already been bouncing on his cock. So you did deserve different quarters.

“Fine. Care to join me for a bath, Pip?”

“No.”

“Suit yourself. Lee, get used to useless work, you coward.”

“Pip, come here, darling,” you look across the room into the bed where Jax sits, shaking your head. “You get your tiny little ass in here, I feel we need to talk.”

“You won’t hurt me?”

“Do you remember our bargain?” You shrug your shoulders, walking a bit more into the room. Faerie bargains can be a bit difficult, and you aren’t sure about your own with the king of sly words. “I can’t take from you as long as you bring me my humans. Have I ever taken from you, Pipsqueak?” Shaking your head no, Jax lifts his hand up to you, wanting you to take it on your own.

“I haven’t. We have both kept our end of the bargain.”

“But…I’m taking Lee’s punishment.”

He pulls you in between his thighs. His fingers no longer clad with iron rings, and his hands rub softly up and down your legs. Gone is the pain you always feel when he touches you. No longer a scent of burning flesh. A permanent indentation from his self caused pain of wearing iron. His thumb toys on the line of your mark, and you push him away. “Don’t fight me, Pip, you will lose.”

“Are you going to make me?”

“Make you what? Take my cock? No, darling. I have no desire to squeeze myself in your tiny little body. Why do you want to take on Lee’s punishment? He failed his job, and he was hiding your little secret from me.”

“It’s not a secret,” Jax raises his eyebrows as he stares down at you. “It’s not!”

“Where did you get them? You let someone mark your body, and didn’t tell me. You know how I love the taste of ink. Where did you get it?” His finger goes back to the edge of your mark, and as long as he doesn’t drift up him higher, you’ll allow this space.

“I was born with it.”

“That’s impossible. Only…Pip, who is your father?” You shrug your shoulders because you truly didn’t know who your father was. But you aren’t lying about the vines. “Let me taste it.”

“No,” his stomach rumbles with frustration. You always denied him at first. “That’s why I bring you humans. Lee said you shouldn’t know unless you asked. You never asked,” his hands on your thigh, roam up to your hips, settling on your waist before he lifts you up, and forces you on his lap. Straddling him, and your mark pokes out from beneath your dressing gown. It was getting darker. Bigger. More vibrant than before. The color was just as dark as his own.

“Do I scare you?”

“You can’t hurt me.”

“I can’t take from you. You can give to me though. There’s the difference, my tiny little Pipsqueak. You should know to make your intentions clear when making a bargain. I could make you scream and beg for me to take from you just to stop the pain. You’d do well in remembering that. Touch me. Go on, touch me. Run your dainty little hands up my chest. We’re bound together, darling, I own you. I can do whatever I want to with you, as long as I don’t take from you. Not even your life, but there are things much worse than death. Touch me!” He screams right at your face.

Your hands slide up his decorated chest. Using your fingers to trace the outlines of his own tattoos. Smiling when he starts to shudder, and then you slide down his back. Rubbing the pads of your fingers over his marred skin where his wings used to bed. “Enough!”

He pushes you onto the floor, and buries his face into his hands, “No one ever touches me there.”

“Why?”

“My cruel brother had them ripped off my back. Laughed as I crawled away from him. People want to act like I’m the monster, why don’t you ask Andy how many humans he has killed. I have never once killed a human. I leave them more human than they were before. I was made to be the villain, and stuffed into this desolate forest of thorns, but I make due with what I have. Stronger than he ever could be because I allow the pain to happen. Pain makes us more…human,” peering up into his minty green eyes, you lean your head to the side.

Jax didn’t fear, but he longed to be human. Wanted to feel the way a human did. “Humans love.”

“I have no love to give, Pip. It’s why I feed off their emotions; it's something real. Not this too long of a life that we are forced to live,” Jax was the second oldest faerie in the glen. Only his brother was older than him, and you wondered just how old he was. What he has seen in his life. What he has felt. Once upon a time Jax and Andy cohabited together.

“What do you do with them…”

“Would you want to feel it?” His grin turns devilish as his foot pushes your thighs apart. Staring at your core, “You’re curious,” heat radiates from you, and onto his foot. You were more than just curious. You are quaking with the need to feel it.

“It will hurt. You promised not to hurt me.”

“My word is as useless as dirt. But I assure you it’ll only hurt for a moment.”

“And then you throw me away just like your precious humans?” He runs his foot up through your center. Letting his warmth linger over your mound, and you tremble. You had never felt something quite like that before. Although it was familiar.

“I’d never throw you away, Pip. That’s a promise.”

“Your word is as useless as dirt.”

“This doesn’t feel good? Doesn’t it make you want and need my touch? Shake your head no at me, I can feel your pulse in between your legs. Just sit in my lap, and I’ll show you how good I can make you feel.”

“I have stipulations,” gulping, you look up at him. You did want to know what it felt like, but there is something you desire more. “I will, but I don’t want you inside me, and I want to know why Andy did that to you.”

“Not tonight, but I will tell you. In time. If you allow me to see all of you,” standing up, you knock off the shoulders of your dressing gown. Letting the thin material slide off your curves, and onto the floor. Bringing your arms up to cover your chest, but he shakes his head no, “I said all of you.”

Dropping your hands to the side, he lifts up his finger, twirling it around, asking you to do the same. Taking one step at a time, you turn around. Baring everything to him. Feeling his eyes trail up and down your body, you shudder. He was looking at you like his next meal, “My beautiful tiny Pipsqueak,” his? Your breathing speeds up as you turn back around to look at him.

“Now, let’s put you to bed, crawl back on my lap. I’ll give you the smallest taste of my sin,” your feet feel like lead as you put one in front of the other. Crawling onto his lap, and his thumb goes back to your vine. Sliding up and down it, while also dipping lower to your core. “I should have asked you to spread your legs. Maybe I could have seen where this leads to.”

“Is it me, my body, or the vines that I have no control over that you desire most?” Giving a bit of a smirk, Jax watches as the vines deepen, ridges sprout along it with every grind you do over his body. Your brain might not remember, but your body did. Craved him, and the friction.

“They’re changing,” he hums, finally looking up at you. “Does this mean your darkness is blooming? Or are you going to deny me again?” You sit silently, apart from your heavy breathing. Gripping onto his shoulders, you bare down even harder. Letting your body give into the temptation and pleasure as you pinch your eyes closed. Going outside of your mind for a moment.

Jax’s eyes flick over to the door, holding those blue eyes as he bends closer to your bouncing tits. Giving a smile before his mouth circles around your pebbled peak, and you mewl. Moving harder. Faster. Giving to him what he has wanted, while he watches the man conflicted.

Lee goes from glaring at Jax to watching your beautiful body writhe over him. The tent in his pants is painful, straining against his clothes. That should be him. You offered yourself up for Lee’s punishment, and yet, here he is still being punished. Always. Jax knew the hold that you had over Lee, and he tortured him with it.

“Let me enter inside of you, Pip!” He begs, moving his mouth to your other tit.

“Tell me about Andy,” his sucks turn into a bite, and you laugh. Leaning back, you rest your hands on his knees, letting him view your tattoo even closer. “Then look at what you will never have.”

He doesn’t even care about the tattoo, just your puffy cunt that was on his stomach. He growls out your name as you move to get up. “You have no power over me, Jax. We’re bonded, but you don’t own me. Lash at me, spank me, do whatever you need to in order to pay for Lee’s punishment. We’re done for the night.”

“I said in my bed!”

I was in your bed, and now I’m leaving to get some sleep. You can have all of me if you tell me about Andy,” Lee’s eyes flash bright blue before he steps back in the shadows. You didn’t need him right now. You were doing just fine on your own. “Let me take your pain.”

“I don’t want you to.”

“Then suffer alone,” you whisper, grabbing up your gown before walking back to your own bed. Glutton for punishment. Jax would never get over it, and with that came his suffering. His downfall. His own living hell.

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🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓

summary - being the sheriff was tough, but lee had found something to relax him and that thing was at the strawberry shack.

warning - smut, gloryhole, oral sex, swearing.

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Lee parks his car, tipping his hat at the people that pass before he enters The Strawberry Shack, he had become a regular in this place, enjoying that there were women always at his service. Lee nods at the woman at the front desk, heading straight for a certain door and making his way inside. There you were, he had been itching to feel your lips wrapped around his cock again. 

“Hiya, suga’. I’ve missed your lips so much, you miss my cock?” He stands in front of your hole, reaching down to unbuckle his belt and pull out his throbbing member. 

“Of course I did, I missed feeling your cock heavy on my tongue, I missed sucking you off until you cum down my throat. I miss your taste.” Your sultry voice causes Lee’s cock to twitch, your words music to his ears. “Are you going to let me have a taste?” You moan, licking your lips as you watch him stroke his thick girthy member through the hole. 

“Shit, suga’. Making me throb over here. You gonna be a good girl if I let you have a taste?” Lee groans, squeezing his tip before stroking his cock again. 

You whine. “Only for you.” Lee slides his cock through the hole, and you immediately launch forward and wrap your lips around him, sucking on his tip before sliding down and choking on his cock. Your tongue swirls around, flicking underneath and tracing the prominent veins. Drool seeps from the sides of your mouth as you continue to choke and gag on him, your eyes rolling back.

“Fuck, suga’. Best fucking head I’ve ever received.” His hands rest on his hips, fucking your mouth through the hole. Lee keeps his back straightened even though the feel of your mouth on him makes him want to crumble. His nostrils flare as he holds back his groans, feeling pleasure ripple through him.

You moan around him, sucking him harder, your head bobs up and down. You can feel him twitch on your tongue, enjoying that you can bring a man so dominant down with just your mouth. You move up to his tip, paying special attention to it. Sucking and swirling your tongue around it before you flick underneath causing him to buck his hips, accidentally letting a grunt slip. 

“Fucking hell, suga’. Keep that up and I’ll cum.” With a new thirst for his cum, you continue your movements but faster and harder, working like a whore to get his cream out. Lee’s eyes roll back, and he quickly rests his palms on the wall for support as you suck his cock like a vacuum. His cock begins to twitch like crazy, balls tightening before a large amount of cum spurts out of his tip, coating your gorgeous mouth. 

You swallow, lapping up every bit of his cream before you gently pull off with a pop. You watch him pull out and tuck himself back into his pants, a smirk resting on your lips. 

“Thanks, suga’. Make sure you’re ready for me tonight. Gonna need that sweet cunt.” And with that, Lee saunters off.

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You’re Sheriff Bodecker’s sweet housewife and when he gets home he makes you sit in his lap and warm his cock while he feeds you the dinner you cooked him and then fucks you on the table for dessert 🥰

dinner and a treat.. 🥧

notes: for the five sentence ficlet game. punctuation is atrocious and i still cheated lmao. but thanks so much for sending this in! ❤️‍🔥 18+ only. this drabble contains smut.

You feel his cock twitch inside of you as you gasp when he shifts a bit in his seat, leaning forward to fork the last piece of the steak you’d made for dinner; one arm across you to keep your back against his broad chest while he keeps you seated pretty in his lap, his cock buried deep inside your sweet, warm pussy.

Lee chuckles at your sensitivity as he brings the fork to your lips, watching, enamored as your lips part for him and you take the last bite; you aren’t sure if the sigh that leaves you is from the taste or the fact that the plate is finally cleared and your suffering is about to end. You attempt to get up, but are easily pulled back down by Lee’s broad hands on your hips - the pull somehow has his thick cock hitting even deeper inside of you as you moan at the unexpected moment and delightful stimulation it brings with it… you almost want to try getting up again as it’s been your only successful attempt at finally getting Lee to let you move.

You don’t have to, though, as he seems to change his mind about keeping you seated and pushes you back up, then over the table in the same second, “All done with dinner, darlin’. I’m thinkin’ it’s time for dessert,” he purrs against your ear as he leans over you, swiftly lining himself up to your slick entrance and sinking into you with little resistance as your walls readily welcome the stretch of him and he groans, setting a fast and hard pace, “Don’tcha think?”

Your moans and mewls are his only response as you touch one of his hands holding your hips and keeping the skirt of your dress up as he slams into you over and over, the table thrumming beneath you, his name like a prayer falling off your tongue as he fucks you through your long awaited orgasm - the first of the night, and if Lee has it his way, it’ll be far from the last.

He knows you’ll complain later about the pie you’d made going cold, but right now all he wants is to fuck you silly on every surface of the kitchen he can; he’s been waiting for his dessert all damn day.

#lee bodecker drabble #lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker x curvy!reader #thank you for sending this!! 🥰🖤

[lanabuckybarnes]

Brain rot, Brain rot.

18+ Minors DNI

(I do not own any photos used, credits go to the original owners)

A little piece I’ve created about my favourite roles that Seb has played (the ones I’ve watched so far) because Mr Lee Bodecker and Nick have got me in a literal chokehold.

( I know about their red flags but girlies im colourblind).

Just wanted to try something a little different, Warnings are under the cut.

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x reader, Nick Fowler x reader, Steve Kemp x reader, Bucky x reader

Warnings: Spoilers for the movies, mention of Cheating (It’s Lee being unfaithful per usual), Dark Lee, Manipulation, Throat fucking, Size kink, Breeding Kink, Mentions of Pregnancy, Daddy Kink, Overstimulation, Teasing, Cock Warming, Pussy Eating, Mentions of Cannibalism, Biting, Dry Humping, Dark Steve I suppose (Steve being Steve), Voyeurism. DO NOT READ IF THESE TRIGGER YOU, if I’ve missed any warnings please let me know.

Whew Lordy.

Lee bodecker is a filthy man, with 100+ glaring red flags and you still peruse him?! It’s a wonder the townsfolk don’t have you sent to the looney bin. He absolutely loves it when his little mistress (you) wraps herself in his leather coat, just the thought of you wearing it gets him all possessive.

He loves a lady he can manipulate— bend and train to his will. A girl that when he comes stomping into her little cottage she’s there with a steak on the table and her mouth open for him. Not only does a sweet little lady appeal to him because of their naivety but because of just how shy and innocent they really are.

If you in a pretty white frock while he fucks your face is the last thing he sees as he closes his eyes on this world, he’ll die a happy man.

Also size kink demon, loves when his thick hand engulfs your thigh or when you have to go onto your toes to kiss him, loves it when one of his big ole palms can hold your wrists above your head while he pounds away at you. It’s like a ritual now for him to sit his fat length over your pussy just before he plunges in, he loves imagining just how deep he’ll be hitting you when he fucks you.

Talks about getting you pregnant A LOT. You never knew it was a kink till you were talking with some of the older ladies about your ‘mystery man’. When you brought up the fact that he’s constantly moaning about swelling that little belly up, giving you his son, they all confirmed what he was experiencing was a thing most ‘manly men’ felt. They assured you it would be a great honour to have a man’s son but you played with the hem of your dress in guilt and shame, he wasn’t your husband and he thought of you as nothing more than his little side piece to make up for his boring wife.

Please ride this man while wearing his hat, he will not survive.

Nick Fowler, I don’t really know much about him— I mostly watched clips of him on YouTube but I just imagine him with a phat daddy kink. When you whimper daddy for the first time he just about spurts right then and there.

Loves teasing the shit outta you, how many times have you came on his fingers and tongue? You don’t know but you feel fucked out— you don’t think you could handle another, Nick just scoffs.

“Come on baby another for me” he encourages, his sopping fingers circling your sensitive bud and all you can do is lie back and take it.

When he’s had a real bad day all he wants is for you to get those fucking clothes off and sit on his cock, you don’t have to move he just wants to feel your warmth and how you squeeze against him.

Now if you think you were insane to go after someone like Lee you must actually be crazy to let Steve near you, even after finding out his little ploy, how you were nothing more than meat to him— you still let him fuck you. This man knows how to eat, he’s down there for every course, slowly spreading your folds with his fingers and liking a strip up from your hole to your clit before diving straight in. He’ll have you loosing your voice over the way you scream when he drags orgasm after orgasm out of your pretty body

Constantly talks about eating your flesh while he kisses you, occasionally biting down nice and hard leaving teeth marks all over the meaty parts of your body. Even before you found out he was a cannibal he’d be biting and licking on you, he called it sampling the meat before he bought in.

Dress up nice and pretty for him, he loves it. He loves nice light colours and lacy material, the way it makes your skin look all flawless and doesn’t clash with the dark marks he’s given you has him hard in his pants quicker than you could imagine. Another man who loves being fully clothed while you’re practically naked. Has cum in his pants an embarrassing amount of times when you’ve straddled him, grinding your lace covered kitty against his bulge.

Although I write about him all the time I can never fully flesh out one of the fantasy’s I think of him in. This man, although awfully shy about his sex life with others, will and has absolutely ruined you in public places. A restaurant, he’s played with your little clit under the table and fucked you in one of the bathroom stalls, in a car while you, Sam and Steve were going on a road trip. Even once in Tony’s house during a party— Tony had almost caught you two bumping and grinding in his laundry room, the thought of how close you two were to being caught had Bucky biting on your shoulder and coming all up your back quicker than he’d ever done before.

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I have no idea where all these come from but I’m loving it.

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[cissywritess]

Sweet Cheeks

Summary: you get lost and get help from Lee

Pairing: Dark!Lee Bodecker x reader

Warning: 18+ DARK THEMES READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

You wanted to take a walk, after being in a heated argument with your mother, you didn’t even know where you were going and soon enough after, you realize that you were lost, at first you thought It’d be easy going back home, but when the dirt street never ended after you took many turns panic swept over you.

You felt tears behind eyes, but soon relief swept over you once you saw a cop car, and not just any cop car the sheriff’s car.

“You seem lost d’arlin,” his window was rolled down, you immediately shook you head like a lost puppy.

Your floral dress that shaped you figure caught Lee’s attention, he already felt himself get hard in his pants. “Get in I’ll take you home,” his voice was sweet which made you not question him besides he’s the sheriff.

Once you got in you told him your address, “now why is a sweet little thing like you outside at this time of day mmm,” he had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his thigh.

“I just got lost,” you muttered, he took some turns and when you saw a sign you realized that it wasn’t the way of your house. “Um Mr this isn’t the way it’s-“

“Yeah I know, I’m gon make your night more interesting,” he pulled of to the side.

“I don’t understand,” you said confused, he turned the car off and got out, he then made his way to your side and yanked you out of the car and into the back.

“I wonder if you taste just as sweet as you smell,” he pushed you into a laying position and pushed your dress up.

“Please s-sir I don’t” you choked out but stopped when he moved your panties to the sides and put his lips on your folds and started licking and sucking your clit.

You gasped as you never felt such pleasure before. “If you relax I'll go easy on you sweet cheeks,” he smirked.

As he continued you felt yourself building up and soon after you released. “Mmm you taste so fucking good,” he groaned.

He didn’t stop there he made you come a second time and by the third, you were pleading with him to stop, your bud was too sensitive to keep going and it soon turned into pain.

He then undid his belt and pants soon after he pushed his cock into your walls making sure you felt everything.

“Please stop, it hurts,” you cried out, but he ignored you and continued thrusting into you.

After more climaxing, you felt out of your body, “aw you can't take my dick, look at you a mess,” he taunted you. You felt weak, and you couldn't even talk.

When he finally came, shooting on your thigh he clean himself and closed the door on you. He drove back into town and stopped a few blocks away from the address you gave him. He then got off and opened the door, you were still laying down unable to move your legs. He grabbed you and pushed you out of the car making you fall on the sidewalk. He crouched down to your level.

“I suggest you keep that pretty mouth shut,” you couldn't even look at him. “I'll see you around sweet cheeks”

And with that he left. Something deep down in you told you you'll see him again.

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