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The Nanny Pt. 11

18+ ONLY 

Lee Bodecker x F!Nanny!Reader

Word Count: 2.9K

Warnings: SMUT, fingering (+ a lil anal fingering), oral (m and f receiving), unprotected sex, Daddy kink, softdom!Lee, cursing, age gap (reader is in her 20s), employee/employer dynamics, fluff

Author’s Note: Wow, I can’t even remember how long it’s been since I’ve updated this fic. I am so sorry it’s taken so incredibly long. I was really struggling with writing for a while but I’m happy to be posting again! I will finish this fic if it is the last thing I do haha it’s going to be 15 parts. 

As per usual, this is unedited and if I forgot a warning, please let me know! And please reblog if you liked it! I will reblog soon with the taglist. 

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No one would look at Lee Bodecker and pin him as a generous lover. He takes, and doesn’t give unless he receives. He’s like this in all aspects of his life. Anything and everything it takes to just have more, and to be more, and to accumulate power. It’s his motivation. To be the one in control, to be the one who takes what they want and fuck the consequnces- even though there hardly are none. 

And yet, for you, the most selfish man imaginable has spent hours with his head ducked under the skirts of your dress. You’re laid out on his bed, with only the corset long forgotten while he’s devoured and drank you in like a man starved. He’s made you cum so many times now, and he’s still fully dressed. His large hands are outstretched across your thighs, holding you in place as his movements make you squirm. 

He shamelessly kisses, licks, and sucks until you're squirming. His hands firmly pressed into the flesh of your thighs as he sucks on your clit. It’s unfair, the way he makes you finish so effortlessly. You swear you can feel him smirking against your folds, before he finally resurfaces. He’s cocky. He’s so fucking good at this and he knows it. He unashamedly smiles at you, almost in a boyish way, and his eyes linger at the way your chest heaves as you try to come back down from your high. 

It was almost embarrassing if you thought about it long enough to care. The way Lee ushered the sitter out for the night as fast as humanly possible. The kid did her best to try to give Lee updates, and he just almost looked like he was able to pay attention. As soon as the door closed and she made her swift exit, Lee confirmed Val was asleep soundly before hooking his arm around your waist and sweeping you into his bedroom. 

There wasn’t an inch of skin on your body that his lips didn’t touch, his tongue sweeping up your navel, and biting small kisses as soon as you were bare to him. You would try your best to say something, but the sensation of his calloused hands on your thighs and his lips on your chest was so overwhelming good that you ached. 

“Look at you,” he marvels when he finally decides to come up for air, slick coating his chin and he looks like he couldn’t be more pleased with himself. You can taste yourself on his lips when he leans down to kiss you, and the salt on his tongue when your teeth haphazardly clash together in the heat of it all. 

He only shows hesitance in his movements when it comes time to remove his own costume. You’re spread out naked on his sheets while he hovers above you still fully clothed. You pout and tug at the hem of his shirt and you catch the way his eyes fall, and that’s the first time you see how insecure he is. 

“Want to see you,” you mumble, pulling him in for another kiss. You drag it out, making it slow and passionate. The best way that you can tell him you love it. It’s no secret he’s got a belly, and fuck if it isn’t the sexiest fucking thing you’ve ever seen. You could swear on your life you saw his cheeks turn the faintest shade of pink. He’d never admit it, but eventually your hands rubbing up and down his torso convinces him to finally shed the layers.

“Fuck me,” you groan at the sight of his cock once he’s tossed his boxers aside. “Lee, god you’re gorgeous.”

“I should be the one saying that about you, darling,” he mutters against your neck, his breath causing goosebumps to form on your skin.

You’re so desperate, and you’ve lost count how many orgasms his been able to coax out of you. You shiver when his fingers find your clit, making sure you’re ready for him. You’re almost whining for him to hurry up, and he chuckles at your growing impatience. The memories of just being here are already hazy from your constant climaxes since he shut the bedroom door. It’s felt like hours, and he’s not even inside you yet. It’s excruciating how he’s been able to pull you apart and not quite pull you back together yet. You’ve made a mess of his sheets, and you’re convinced your nails have made indents on his headboard to match the ones you’ve made on his shoulders. 

It stretches you when he finally pushes his cock inside you. You also feel a smidge of pride when his breath shakes when he pushes inside for the first time. It’s cliche to say, but it’s perfect, and he hits so deep almost effortlessly. When he finds his rhythm and quickens his pace, he wraps your legs around him and he’s relentless once he knows you're comfortable. 

You don’t know what time it was when you both finally slept. The sun was daring to just show itself when you looked out the window as you caught your breath on your back. You remember Lee and his low groan getting up and mumbled something about cleaning you up, but soon enough you drifted off to sleep a few minutes after he began the run the warm cloth over the span of your skin.

You wake up to the sound of a loud knock on the front door god knows how much later. It makes you jump and your eyes wake suddenly. Natural daylight of the afternoon lights up the whole room. You hear the pads of Lee’s feet as he hurries to the door, saying he’s coming, and you hear the familiar babble Val makes  when she sees someone she knows. 

You’re sore, your head feeling so clear and well rested but your legs feel too heavy to move, and the soreness from the way Lee stretched you out has stayed well into the afternoon it seems. You can’t make out who is at the door but you can hear the muffled voices. You decide for now that it’s best to stay put. If you emerge from the bedroom now, it could only be horrible timing. 

There’s an exchange you can’t hear, it’s a woman’s voice but that’s all you can distinguish. You hear the door close and you debate whether or not to get up and grab your discarded clothes. You haven’t moved when the door starts to slowly creek open. It’s Lee, disheveled morning bed head and a five o’clock shadow on his jaw, wearing blue pajama pants, with the matching shirt opened showing his undershirt. You imagine he shuffled to throw them on to answer the door. 

“Morning,” he mumbles, leaning over the bed and kissing you on the cheek. He pulls back the covers and takes his spot next to you, shedding the pajama shirt. You instinctively shuffle closer, and he pulls you into his chest. It felt normal, so effortless. It just fit. 

He’s so soft. For a man so scary and a reputation that goes across the whole county, he’s so damn soft and warm. His fingertips graze your skin like your something much more delicate than you are. He kisses your forehead, and you can hear his heartbeat through the tough exterior he’s never without until now. 

“I called Mrs. Hughes,” he explains, “Told her you were under the weather and I needed someone to watch Val for the day.”

You tsk and jokingly call him a liar, and his grin spreads across his whole face. 

“I just wanted more time like this,” he whispers, moving to cup your cheek in his hand. “‘Fore the real world pulls us back again.”

“You think I’d want to be spending my day off here?” You tease, making him roll his eyes. He playfully pushes himself away, and sits up, leaning over to grab the box of cigarettes he had on his nightstand. You watch him go through the motions, the instinctual way he lights it and brings it to his lips. 

You know you should tell him to stop. You know you should lecture him on how it’s a filthy habit, and it’s bad for his health, and also yours. But watching him is mesmerizing, you can’t pinpoint why, but watching him smoke like this might be the most attractive thing you’ve ever seen. 

You shuffle up slightly, and lay your arm across his torso, resting your head on his side and looking up at him. He takes a couple drags, and rests his head back against the headboard. You watch the way the smoke swirls when he exhales, and you commit to memory the way it looks when he brings it up to his lips. 

“So, what are we doing today?” You ask, breaking the silence, rubbing his chest. 

“Well,” he says thoughtfully, pretending to begin an elaborate plan. “Right now, I’m going to finish this.” He holds up the half finished cigarette. “Then, sweetheart, I’m going to fuck you.”

“Oh?” you manage to ask, flustered, and it makes him grin wickedly. 

“If you can be a good girl and be patient,” he replies, taking another agonizingly slow drag. You nod and he smiles. “Maybe be a good girl and show Daddy how badly you want him to ruin your sweet little pussy.” 

This. This is the Lee you imagined. This is how he behaved in the dreams you keep to yourself, and what you imagine him saying in the dirty little fantasies you can’t repeat. You feel yourself practically throb at the way his tone shifts, and the way he looks at you because he knows he already has you wrapped around his finger. 

You slid on top of him, still hazy with sleep, and you fumble with pulling down his pants. One hand balances the cigarette and the other runs over your head affectionately as he watches you amused. You can see the way his cock is straining against the material and you can feel the wetness pool between your thighs with your own anticipation. 

Lee is trying his best to look indifferent, and he knows he’s failing miserably. His eyes are locked on you. The way you sleepily manage to undress him, and the way your eyes widen for the briefest moment before doing your best to hide it. He’s enamored with every little movement and he can’t dare to look away. He does for only the briefest moment to tap his cigarette against his ashtray and as he does, he feels your lips wrap around him and you sink down deliciously slow. It makes him shiver, and he would swear he could feel you smirk. 

You’re beautiful, absolutely the most stunning woman ever to grace his presence. He can’t believe how you want to be here with him. He swears in that moment he ain’t ever going to take that for granted. He holds the top of your head as you move up and down on his cock, and he strokes your head, mumbling about how fucking beautiful you look with your pretty lips wrapped around his cock. 

The praise makes you practically preen, and it makes you feel so confident. You try your best to ignore how wet you are. You squeeze your thighs together to create some friction to relieve even a little bit of the way you’re feeling. 

“Lemme see you baby,” he coaxes, and you lift your eyes up to meet his. He discards the cigarette in the ashtray. “You’re so pretty, darling.”

He guides your face up gently and holds it in his hands, pulling you up to kiss you like it was unbearable to wait. You moan softly in surprise as he moves his arms down to wrap around your back and he gently urges you forward. 

“You’re so amazing, sweetheart,” he praises, sliding down to lay his head on the pillows so you’re straddling his torso. He looks even more disheveled, and he’s looking at you with such a sense of just pure longing. “Princess,” he murmurs, leaning forward to kiss your thighs, “c’mere, sit on my face.”

“A-are you sure?” you ask, hesitantly. He nods, sliding his hand up the back of your thighs, urging you closer. 

“Please baby, lemme taste you,” he pleads. “I can see how wet you are, darling. Please, baby girl, let Daddy fuck you with his tongue.”

You move yourself so you’re hovering over him. You wait, expecting him to change his mind. But he pulls you down, almost immediately, and you brace your hands on the headboard. 

You immediately feel his tongue on your folds, and you’re amazed how much he’s into it. You’d expect him to be a selfish lover, never would you ever imagine you’d have Lee Bodecker absolutely worship between your thighs. He sucks and kisses your clit, making you weak in the knees. He works his tongue methodically and teasingly, until you tugging gently on his hair and begging him to let you cum. 

You feel it in your whole body, when you feel yourself cum on his tongue. You feel him tighten his grip around your thighs, pulling you down closer as you do, like he’s determined to absolutely devour you. 

Your legs are shaky as he gently moves you down to laying on your back. He smirks, laying down next to you, glistening with your slick. You can taste yourself when you lean over and connect your lips with his. He smiles, sliding his hands up and down the length of your sides, taking in the feeling of every single inch of you. 

You arch into his touch and he mumbles his approval against your lips. His hands squeezing as much flesh as his can of your thighs, and your ass. You roll onto your stomach and then kiss him one more time. 

“I thought you were going to fuck me Daddy?” you tease, slowly arching your ass up and running a finger across his lips. He groans happily, adjusting himself behind you. His hands massage and squeeze your ass, taking a moment to enjoy the way you look like this, before teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. 

“Please, Daddy,” you whine, pushing back impatiently. “Need you to fuck me,” you beg. He groans appreciatively, continuing to tease you with his cock as your wetness drips down your thighs. He teasingly, presses his thumb gently against your ass, feeling out your response. You moan, gasp surprised at how fucking good it feels and you beg for him to keep going. He continues to gently tease and rub your tight little hole, and thrusts his cock into your pussy. 

You're a babbling little mess of tears, and Lee continues to tease how cute you look when you’re stuffed with his fingers and his cock. You beg him to fuck you harder, and he’s more than happy to oblige. He moves his hands to grip your waist and continues to thrust at a brutal pace. You can feel how deep he is inside you, and it makes your brain fuzzy. He’s urging you to be a good girl and cum, refusing to finish until you finish, and he feels you tighten around him. You soak his cock as you scream out in pleasure at your orgasm tearing through your whole body. Once he’s worked you through your orgasm, he pulls out and finishes on your back as you collapse on the sheets. 

“Wow,” he marvels, collapsing down on his back next to you. You smile softly, your eyes closed from exhaustion. He doesn’t let himself get too comfortable, before he gets up to clean you up. He takes care of you first while you lay relaxed in a post-orgasm haze, and then he takes care of himself before joining you on the bed again. 

You kiss him quickly, then rest your head on his chest. He smiles, and kisses your head. He sighs contently, wrapping an arm around you. He looks to the window, seeing how it’s become the late afternoon. He can’t believe you’ve spent the whole night before and almost all of today in his bed. He hates to think about it ending. He looks over to the clock on his bedside table. 4:21 pm 

“Surprised my roommate hasn’t called for me,” you ponder, “Suppose she might be exhausted from her shift, might think we just missed eachother.”

“Yeah,” he agrees absentmindedly, distracted by just looking at you.You sigh happily, and snuggle yourself closer to him. 

“So,” you muse, tracing nonsense shapes on his chest, “I hate to ruin the moment…”

“Go on, sweetheart,” he urges, trying to not sound nervous. 

“What does, you know, what does this make us?” you ask shyly. 

“Well, darling, shit,” he chuckles nervously, “I reckon that depends on what you want. Me? I’m all in. I am all in.”

“Really?” you ask hopefully.

“I know it sounds crazy,” he admits quietly, “but darling, I think I’ve been wrapped around your finger since I first laid eyes on you. And, I want you as long as you’ll have me.”

“Makes two of us then,” you smile. “Is it really that easy?”

“As long as we’re here,” he grins, lacing his fingers through yours. He kisses your knuckles. “It’s our little oasis, darling. No one else matters, ‘cept you and me… well, and Valerie.” 

“Of course,” you smile, kissing him once more. 

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Kinktober Week 1: Thigh Riding

header by @jen-with-a-pen

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x f!reader (any race)

WC: 917

Prompt: Thigh riding

Warnings: swearing, thigh riding, heavy petting, pet names [sweetheart]

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The front door slams shut, and you jump at the sound, the wooden spoon in your hand clattering against the counter. You quickly pick it back up, stirring the soup you've spent all day making. Lee thunders into the kitchen, heavy footsteps dragging slightly against the tile floor. 

You throw a glance over your shoulder, finding your Sheriff boyfriend settling in at the dinner table. He shrugs off his jacket and places his hat on the table, running a hand over his hair.

"How was your day, sweetie?" You ask, turning off the stove. Just from the way he walked in, you know it probably wasn't great, but if that's the case, he'll need to get it off his chest. It's better to ask and hear about it than for him to keep it all bottled up.

"This reelection shit is really getting on my nerves," he grumbles. "And Sandy…" You don't have to look at him to know he's rolling his eyes at the thought of his sister. "I don't even want to think about all the problems she's causin' me right now." You nod along with his words, serving up the soup into two bowls and grabbing Lee a beer from the fridge.

Your skirt swishes around your knees as you move around the kitchen. Lee likes it when you wear skirts, but honestly, you really like it too. You like the way they move, the way they hug your figure and smooth out the parts you don't love so much. As you set the table, you can feel Lee's eyes follow you around.

"Well, you're a shoo-in for the election, hun. No one pays Sandy any mind." Lee mumbles under his breath, probably disagreeing with you, but you don't bother to hear it. Lee's a stubborn man, and you know when to pick your battles. 

"Smells good," he says, watching you place a bowl of soup in front of him. He leans down and breathes in the aromatic steam, a pleasant smile spreading across his face. You move to step away, but his hand grasps your waist. "You're always takin' such good care of me, sweetheart."

"Well, you're out there keeping me safe, taking care of everyone else," you reply, resting your hand on his shoulder. "It's the least I can do." Lee tugs you down to sit on his lap, and you wrap your arms around him. He's always liked holding you at the end of a long day. Knowing that you're safe and sound relaxes him. 

You lean your head on Lee's shoulder as he tastes the soup. He moans his approval, digging in for more. You hadn't always imagined this life for yourself. Stay-at-home-girlfriend wasn't what you'd originally planned to be, but truthfully, you enjoy it. You know you want to go back to work soon, but that's a problem for future you. Current you is loving the way Lee's fingers squeeze your waist, the way he's enjoying something you made.

Before you know it, Lee's bowl is empty. He leans back in his chair and lets his eyes roam over your figure. He shifts the way you're sitting so your legs straddle his thigh, and your skirt rides up with the movement. You can't help but tilt your pelvis, relishing the slight friction of his muscular thigh against your clit.

"Sweetheart," he warns as he runs his hands up your legs. "Don't go startin' somethin' you can't finish." You grin, rocking your hips against Lee's leg and ignoring his stern words.

"Who says I can't finish this, Sheriff?" Your fingers trail down the buttons on the front of his shirt before landing on the bulge in his slacks. His grip on your hips tightens, increasing the pressure on your clit.

Lee's eyes are fused to the spot where you're grinding against him, and he pushes your skirt up higher to see more. You know your panties are soaked, the fabric sticking to your sensitive flesh. You're desperate for more contact, to feel the rough texture of his slacks against your pussy.

"Fuck, sweetheart. You look so perfect, riding my thigh with that perfect pussy." Lee's words make your clit throb, and you grip his shoulders tighter. "Lemme help you with that." He reaches between the two of you and tugs your panties to the side, and groans, running his finger over your clit.

Each grind against his muscular thigh sends sparks shooting through your body, and every brush of his finger against your clit sends you plummeting closer to the edge. Lee's eyes are dark and hungry, watching you take your pleasure from him. 

"Lee," you whimper, tugging his head closer to kiss him. The moment your lips find his, he's devouring you. His tongue slides against yours, and you speed up your movements on his thigh. His fingers dig into your flesh, guiding your hips closer and closer to your orgasm.

"Come for me, sweetheart. Come for me and show me how perfect you are." His voice is raspy and deep, desperate. Your whole body tightens, and you hold your breath as you come. Lee watches with hooded, lust-filled eyes, drinking in the sight of you.

As you come down from your high, Lee hooks his arms under your ass, picking you up. He starts toward the bedroom, and you cast a glance at your bowl of soup, long gone cold.

"I'll reheat it, and you can eat it in bed, sweetheart. Let me take care of you first."

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Need You (Part 28) (18+)

Lee Bodecker x f/Reader

WARNINGS: This is smut. If you are under the age of 18, please do NOT read this. Swearing. Unprotected sex (always remember to use protection). Ddlg, step-father/step-daughter. Reader is legal age.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy

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Summary: F/Reader is the step-daughter of Lee, who has taken care of her ever since her mother walked out on them. The two of them have always been able to keep the sexual tension at bay until one night.

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Lee Bodecker's POV:

Every single time I left the house, I had two officers watching it. Wherever YN went, she had someone with her.

My officers took turns watching the house, even when I was home. I had to make life seem as normal as possible for Owen.

I didn't want him to be afraid as he has spent most of his life afraid, but he isn't a stupid child. He could see the police cars go by the house more and more.

He knew what men looked like when he has come by the Police Station plenty of times with YN, Ray and Don.

Owen even asked me about it when it was just us two, watching The Beverly Hillbillies.

"Lee?"

"Yes, Owen?" My eyes still tuned onto the TV.

"Your cop friends are still here. Is it because of me?" Now my attention was fully on him. "Come here," I patted my knee and he sat down on it.

"I am just being safe. I know your Mom had some friends who I don't know, and I don't want them to show up when I am not home or for them to play a trick while we are sleeping."

"What type of trick?"

"Well, coming in and moving items around or taking something as a joke on us. So don't mind my friends being here."

"We should take them some lemonade," Owen said.

"I'll let YN know your wonderful idea and we will get the ingredients to make some."

YN came into the living room and found Owen sitting next to me on the couch, the two of us laughing at the antics of the Clampett family.

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The next morning, I didn't have to go in early but I woke up to the delicious smell that is breakfast. My mouth watered at the smell of bacon as it cooked.

I made my way to the kitchen and saw that YN was just plating all the food. I wrapped my arms around her pregnant belly and pulled her back against my chest.

She gasped softly at the feeling of my half-hard cock poking into her lower back. "Good morning Mrs. Bodecker," I whispered in her ear as I nipped the lobe. "You are looking most beautiful my love."

"Well, Mr Bodecker, you are still tired if you think I look beautiful right now."

I unwrapped my arms from her and she didn't even look at me as she placed the food down on the table for the boys to eat. Don and Ray are going to just love throwing the scrambled eggs everywhere.

"Hey, hey, come here my love." I gripped her arm, but not tight. I pulled her close to me once more and placed my hand under her chin.

She had tears in her eyes as she looked up at me. "Tell me what is wrong Doll?"

"I just don't feel beautiful. This pregnancy is just draining me."

"You are as beautiful as the day I fell for you YN. Look, I'll have lunch and dinner delivered to you tonight and I will be home tomorrow."

"Lee, you shouldn't take off anymore work."

"I will be just fine. The townsfolk know you are pregnant and besides, this can help for the election as well, 'Sheriff Bodecker, family man,' I can see the headlines now."

"Thank you." I kissed her, trying to deepen the kiss but the sounds of little feet came running down the hall towards the table.

"Ewww."

"Eww, yourself Owen." YN teased as we took our spots at the table.

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I kept my word and had food delivered to the house. Each and every time, YN would call thanking me.

I could hear how tired she was as the day went on and I wished I could have a babysitter watch the kids for a couple of hours so she could get a break, but there was no way in hell that would be happening right now.

But I could tell it was a long day when I came home and the living room was a mess. Tomorrow, Owen and I will clean up as I can see that it is his toys laying all over the place.

"Lee?" I heard from our bedroom. I walked quickly down the hall and stood at the door.

"Just me Doll. Go back to sleep. I am just gonna eat and then come and join you."

YN nodded and put her head back down on her pillow. I went and grabbed the plate she had put aside for me and sat at the kitchen table, eating.

I was so involved with my food that I didn't hear anyone enter the room. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I instantly jumped and pulled my gun from my holster as I stood and pointed it at a very bewildered YN.

"Shit, Lee. Put that thing away before you hurt somebody."

"Shit Gorgeous, I am so sorry. You just startled me as all." I placed the gun back in its holster and sat back down.

"You need to relax baby," YN said as started to massage my shoulders. I moaned as I took a bite of my burger. Her hands always felt good on my body, but even more so right now, trying to massage the stress away.

"Your hands feel wonderful love."

"Is that so? Maybe I should become a massage therapist." She teased, but just the thought of her hands on another persons body had me almost growling.

"Would you like a happy ending Daddy?"

The chair scrapped across the floor and I left my food on the table as I practically dragged YN back to our room.

If she wasn't pregnant, I would have picked her up and thrown her on our bed, but I just pointed to the bed and had her sit down.

I stood in front of her and she undid my buckle and pulled my pants and boxers down just far enough that she could take my cock in her mouth.

I had to bite my lip to keep my moans at bay as she bobbed her head up and down. I placed my hands on the back of her head, just letting her go at her own speed.

But I cried out when she suddenly took me all the way down her throat and moaned, making me cry out her name as I tried to stop myself from coming down her throat.

I put her hair in a makeshift ponytail and pulled her mouth from my cock. I groaned when I looked at her face. YN was breathing heavily, a long strand of silva was connected from my cock to her lips.

"I need you, love." I told her and I saw her pout as she ran her one hand up and down my thigh.

But then she placed her hand on my ass and I was pulled forward as she took my cock down her throat once more.

I wasn't expecting it and I groaned out her name as I came. My body felt like it was fire as she swallowed it all.

This time I had to step away from her and her beautiful mouth as she just kept sucking, wanting me to get hard once more.

"Lord YN, give me a moment to catch my breath." I was leaning against the wall now that was opposite our bed.

"Don't take too long Daddy, or I may just have to finish without you." I cocked my eyebrow as I was confused but then I saw her arm move.

Dear lord, she was fingering herself as she sucked me off. I felt myself twitch as I saw her play with herself.

I wrapped my own hand around my half-hard cock, and started to jerk it, needing it to be hard again because I refuse to have my wife finish on her fingers when I am standing right here.

"Daddy," I shuddered at the way how she said my name. "Lean back baby." I told her as I removed my clothes fully this around.

She did as I asked and scooted back just a bit. I stood between her spread legs. I grabbed her legs and wrapped them around my waist.

I gripped my cock in my hand and rubbed it against her soaked pussy. I watched as her eyes fluttered and then she covered her mouth as I slammed into her.

My own mouth fell open once more at the feeling of her wrapped around me. I didn't waste any time though.

My pace was fast and brutal. The headboard was knocking against the wall and at that moment I wasn't scared about waking the kids or breaking said headboard.

Just taking my frustrations out on my wife, who was loving every single second of this. I can feel her pussy clenching tight around my cock.

By the end of the night, YN was fast asleep with my cum leaking out of her abused pussy. She was completely spent after coming and coming on my cock, and I too was asleep next to her, with a smile on my sleeping face.

YN'S POV:

Lee kept his word and stayed home the following day. I woke up to an empty bed but I found him and Owen cleaning up the living room that had all of Owen's toys on every single surface.

We even spent the day out as a family, doing the same chores that I would of usually done with out Lee.

Like grocery shopping, take Lee's uniform to the dry cleaners. Take the kids to the park, but this time we had an onduty police office with us at all times.

Lee told me when he was going into the shower that Owen asked him about the cops being outside the house. So now, Owen just waves when he sees one.

But as we were just about to leave the park, the police officer came up to Lee and was talking really fast.

I watched as he got in car and drove off. I started to panic and Lee could see it on my face and body language.

"It's okay. He got called away. Something about an accident at the Miller household."

"Is everything okay? Do you have to go in?"

"I told him to call me if he needs me but we will be fine going home, love. We aren't far from the house and Oliver was on his way over.

So we packed up the kids and Owen was talking a mile minute it seemed, but as we got closer to the house, I noticed the front door kicked in.

"Lee," YN's voice was soft as she too noticed the front door. "You're not going in there alone." YN tried to say, but I reached into the glove compartment and pulled out the gun I keep in there.

I was out of the car and already heading into our home. I felt sick when I saw the state of our home. Everything was ruined.

I didn't even have to go that far into the house to see the amount of damage they did. I heard footsteps behind me and a very recognisable voice calling out, "just me boss."

"Oliver, all hands on deck for this one," I called out from Owen's room. Looking at the massive note that was left on his wall, in what I am hoping is just red paint.

GIVE ME MY SON

Part 27 / Part 29

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[springdandelixn]

Summary: Sheriff Bodecker is always there to save you even when you think he isn't.

Warnings: non-consensual touching, allusions to noncon, gun violence, abuse of power & verbal abuse.

Characters: SoftDark!Lee Bodecker x F!Reader, Dark!Bucky Barnes

A/N: This is written for @the-slumberparty's Warm-Up: One Word Drabble and the word I got was 'Harass'. And of course, my mind immediately went to these two for some reason and I rode along with it. I hope I did it justice though but oh well.

As always, a drabble this may be, your feedback is highly encouraged, and reblogs would be appreciated. Enjoy! ❤️

It was only supposed to be a quick trip to Martha’s farm, picking up the strawberries she picked for your grandmother in hopes to turn them into one of her famous pies. You should have brought your bike, you thought as you made your way back, to make the journey back and forth quicker. It would have saved you some time, and most of all, it would have saved you from James who now has you pinned against the trunk of a tree at the side of the dirt road. 

You clutch the basket of berries tight against your chest, staring down at the red skin and leafy tops of the fruits if only to avoid those oceanic eyes his. As handsome as they may seem, they hide something darker underneath, and just the thought of him showing you that side makes your body shiver in fear.

Beads of sweat form at the side of your neck and forehead as his hot breath fans against your skin along with the stolid summer air. He’s so closer, closer than he’s ever been for the months he’s been bothering and harassing you wherever you went, even to the point of bringing along his buddy, Steve, just to get a hold of you. 

You do your best to fend him off, keeping to the square where anyone can be a witness to his misdeeds. But at times he’d catch you alone, you make it a point to run as fast as you can, shouting for help when you reach your street or making your way to the steps of the police station where Sheriff Bodecker readily threatens him away and being kind enough to give you a ride home just to keep you safe.

But now, there’s nowhere to run and no one to save you. And with the way James grins dangerously down at you, you know he’s got you right where he wanted.

“It’s just one kiss, doll.” James drawls as he keeps his eyes on you, visibly flinching when he places a hand on your hip. “That’s all I’m asking.”

“Please—” You whimper, hugging the basket tighter and pressing yourself further against the trunk when he leans closer. “Leave me alone.”

“How can I do that when you look so delicious?” There’s a smirk on his lips when he takes a berry from the container, wrapping his lips around the fruit before taking a bite and making lewd noises as he chews. “I wonder if you taste just as luscious as that berry.” He whispers, a tear escaping your eyes when he lowers his hand and slips it underneath the skirt of your dress, his fingers tickling your bare thigh. “Or maybe you taste sweet—”

The beep of a siren cuts him off and your body goes rigid when James growls from the interruption. He turns away from you, his hand slipping from your dress as he faces the unexpected visitor. 

Dirt and rock crunch underneath the wheels of the patrol car and you release a huff of relief when you see Sheriff Bodecker step out of the vehicle as soon as it parks. You try to escape as James’ attention is taken away but a yelp of surprise leaves your lips when you feel a hand grab your wrist and tug you back against the tree, your basket of berries dropping to the ground and scattering on the dirt. 

“What are you doing out here, Barnes?” Sheriff Bodecker calls as soon as he steps out of the vehicle, his arms resting against the open door and his head tilting to the side when his eyes land on you. “But most importantly, what are you doing out here with her?”

“None of your business, pig!” James spits.

“Is that how you speak to a law enforcer?” There’s amusement in the sheriff’s voice.

“It’s how I talk to assholes that put their noses where it doesn’t belong!”

“You okay there, sweetheart?” Sheriff Bodecker asks you, ignoring James who is fuming. “This boy bothering you?”

“Y-yes—”

“You shut your fucking mouth!” James snarls at you and you make yourself smaller as fear completely takes over your entire being.

“Now now. Let’s all calm down.” Sheriff Bodecker says as he steps away from the vehicle, his hand parting his jacket to reveal the pistol stowed into his holster. “You let the girl go and no one gets hurt.” 

“Fuck off!” A yelp leaves your lips when James tugs you away from the tree, panic surging through your veins when he walks away and drags you with him. 

You try to tug your hand away, digging your soles into the dirt to stop him. But he’s too strong, pulling you like you weigh nothing and you try to look back at the sheriff to beg him to help you. But before you can set your sights on him, a loud bang echoes through the barren fields and you fall on your ass when James suddenly releases you.

A groan of pain fills your ears as you cry and curl yourself small against the dirt, a measly attempt to protect yourself. You then startle and look up when you feel a hand rest against your shoulder, your eyes meeting the sapphires of Sheriff Bodecker when he crouches down, his hands moving against your arms as if checking you for any injuries. 

“You alright, girl?” He asks and you nod silently, taking his offered hand as you try to pull yourself up. But your knees buckle, and your body shook with how things unfolded so quickly. And before you meet the ground once more, Sheriff Bodecker lifts you in his arms, grabbing onto his uniform to steady yourself.

“You fucking shot me!” James shouts on the ground as he clutches his thigh, blood staining his jeans and hands. “I’m going to tell—”

“Who? Your father?” The sheriff mocks. “The Rogers? They know better than to believe some stupid kid's lies and your buddy Steve won’t even be able to convince his old man to believe you.” Sheriff Bodecker nears him and you hide your face when you see the way James looks up at you, anger painted on his face. “You clean up your act boy or that won’t be the only thing you get from me.” 

Before James could even retort, Sheriff Bodecker turns away and walks back to his cruiser. He settles you down gently on the passenger’s seat and buckles you in, his hand resting on your upper arm before giving it a squeeze. 

“Let’s get you home. Your granny must be worried sick.”

-

James hasn’t shown his face ever since Sheriff Bodecker shot him. You know it was wrong for a law enforcer to harm a civilian but deep down, you’re thankful that he did. That he arrived just in time to save you from whatever misdeed James had in mind. 

Sheriff Bodecker came by that next morning with a basket full of berries, your grandmother expressing her gratitude to the officer by letting him in and packing him a bag of her freshly baked cookies. You told him he didn’t need to replace what you lost but the smile on his face and the way he pats your cheek makes you retract your words, agreeing to him instead and promising him a strawberry pie when he visits next. 

But one visit becomes two then three and you notice that the officer makes his presence known almost every single day; his cruiser rolling into the driveway and that distinguishable knock he does when he climbs the steps of your porch. 

You ask him why he keeps coming over, not to be rude, but simply out of curiosity. 

He looks up at you after taking a bite of the pie you made. “Well, I want to make sure you’re safe, sweetheart.” His grin widens, wiping his lips clean from the filling before he continues.

“With me around, no one will harm you again.”

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[rookthorne]

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐒.𝐋.𝐁

You knew he loved to punish you – almost cruelly – and he set you up to fail with as little care as the Devil himself.

𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 — Sheriff Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧 — 100

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 — Light dark themes, implied punishment (spanking), slight dacryphilia (if you squint), established relationship, praise

𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 — Let it be known I have never written him before, please be gentle. 😅

𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧 — @thebasementspouses WC1 - Lee Bodecker + “Be good for me, baby. We wouldn’t want to see those tears again.” | Masterlist

It was late – the moon high in the sky as you scrubbed at the dishes of a failed dinner. Again.

Lee’s belt slipped through the loops of his slacks, and it made you wince. Water splashed over your dress when you jumped from the feel of the leather against your bare thigh.

“Ah, ah. Bad girl,” he scolded. “Toughen up ‘n take it like a good girl.”

When the sound of your whimpers and sniffles subsided after the final hit, Lee palmed your ass through your dress. “Be good for me, baby. We wouldn’t want to see those tears again.”

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[branded-witha-j]

Special Delivery

Pairing: dark!Lee Bodecker x reader

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: dub-con, manipulation, oral (f receiving), loss of virginity, breeding, Lee being mouthy as hell.

Summary: What happens when you hand deliver a lost letter to the Sheriff?

18+ only! Please heed the warnings. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

If I could blame this on anyone, it's gonna be @sweeterthanthis. You know what you did and I hope you're happy. 😉🖤

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The letter slipped between the chute and the bin, enjoying its hiding spot for almost two weeks before you found it. The addressee had already been by the post office twice to ask for it, but each time he left empty-handed. Of course, the blame fell on you; you were the one that was supposed to sort the letters, you were the one that missed it. So, after its discovery, you were the one forced to deliver it to the Sheriff's Office. 

The post office was now closed, the attempt to contact Sheriff Bodecker by phone met with a bored receptionist that took a message. With the envelope in hand, you walked it down Main Street, most of the shops closing up for the day, and made it to the office just as the sun was beginning to set.

Pushing open the door, the lady behind the desk stopped pulling on her jacket and gave you a sour look.

"We don't want nothin' you're sellin'." She had lipstick on her teeth and a coffee stain on her blouse. It was the end of the day for her and your arrival was getting in the way of her plans to go home. 

"I have a letter for Sheriff Bodecker." You held up the envelope. 

"I'll make sure he gets it." Reaching across the desk, she tried to take it from you. 

"No, I was told to hand deliver it."

The woman narrowed her eyes at you and huffed out in annoyance. "Give me the godda– "

"I thought you'd be gone by now." A deep drawl interrupted the woman and you both looked in its direction. 

The Sheriff stood at the doorway of an office, his name painted across frosted glass behind his head.  

"I was, but this girl has a letter. I told her to give it to me." The flush on her face deepened as the Sheriff ignored her and motioned for you. 

"Whatcha got for me?"

You stepped forward and thrust the letter in his direction. 

"I found this." It was all you could muster under his gaze, the deep blue of his eyes sweeping over you. 

"Oh, ya did, did ya?" His tone dripped with amusement that may or may not have been at your expense. Before you could speak, he turned his gaze to the woman furiously mouth breathing behind you. "That'll be all, Mildred."

You could hear her mumbling under her breath, but the door you entered opened and closed with her departure. It left you alone with the Sheriff, the office dim and quiet. 

"Come on in." He didn't wait for your agreement, turning and walking back into his office. With one final look around, you followed him inside. He stood by the door waiting on you to enter and you stopped awkwardly in the middle of the room as he shut the door and walked back over to his desk. Leaning against it, he motioned for you to come forward. 

"Am I in trouble?" Each tentative step brought you closer, the smell of his cologne growing as you stopped before him. 

"Trouble? Nah. Not unless you did somethin' wrong, sweetheart. Then I'd have to punish ya." His smirk made you hiccup out a laugh, your hand thrusting the letter in his direction. 

"I'm sorry for the hassle, Sheriff Bodecker. It won't happen again." He looked down at the letter, eyes coming back up to yours as he reached for it, only for his hand to pause. 

"Better not." There's that tone again where you're almost certain he's making fun of you. 

"Well, I better be gettin' home, Sheriff– "

"Call me Lee." His drawl was all honey, sticky and sickly sweet. 

"I can't do that, Sheriff." You scoffed, shaking your head. 

"Come now. Have a seat. I'm workin' the late shift and I could use a little company." He motioned at the chair before his desk, not moving his body or gaze until you gave in and sat down. Again, you offered the envelope. 

"What's a sweet girl like you workin' in the mailroom at the post office? Don't you have a husband that can provide for ya?" What he insinuated irked you and the annoyance refused to slip from your face. 

"I live alone. And I pay my own bills." You sounded defensive, shaking the offered envelope again. Still he ignored it. For something that he caused a stink over, he sure wasn't interested in it. 

"Don't get all huffy. I ain't mean nothin' by it." The Sheriff smiled in a way that didn't reach his eyes and took the wrinkled letter from your grasp. Tossing it onto his desk, he ignored it completely. "Aren't you Danny's girl? Real shame what happened to 'im, that accident and all."

All you could do was mumble your name before the mention of your father made your throat tighten. 

"You still livin' up in the Holler?"

You used to live up there when your Daddy was still alive, but moved down the road into a small trailer. It wasn't much, but it was home. And the bus to take you there was about to be missed. 

"I'm real sorry, Sheriff...Lee. But I'm gonna miss my bus."

Before he could stop you, you got to your feet, and rushed from the office. The Sheriff followed you as far as the entrance to the building and watched as you ran down the sidewalk. 

You reached the bus stop just in time to see its bright tail lights disappearing down the road. 

"Shit!" The sun was long gone and a chill came with the night, making you pull your cardigan around you tighter. 

"Need a ride?" You recognized the drawl and turned to see the Sheriff leaning over to peer at you through the passenger window of his cruiser. 

"Um." The walk would be long and it would be late when you finally got home. "Yeah, okay."

Opening the door with the inside handle, he shoved it open for you, pulling back as you sank into the passenger seat. The leather creaked as you settled and you tugged on the seat belt as the cruiser pulled away. 

"Thanks for the ride, Lee." You watched as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. 

"Least I could do for ya, makin' you late an' all." The smile he gave you before turning back to the road made your own lips spread into one. 

There was no reason for you to worry, no reason for you to be scared. You were with the Sheriff and he would see to it that you got home safely. The nerves began to ease at the thought and the AM radio crackled to life as Lee fiddled with a knob on the dash. Eventually he found something that crooned about love lost and you both rode in silence. 

"You'll need to tell me when I'm gettin' close."

"It's just up thatta way."

The cruiser slowed, tires crunching on gravel as he turned onto your road. Only one other house could be considered your neighbor and you passed it on the way to your place. Another half a mile and you pointed at the trailer. 

"That's me." The engine roared as the car climbed the drive, brakes squeaking slightly as it stopped. "I really appreciate it, Sheriff."

There was a long moment of silence and the keys jingled as Lee turned them to kill the engine. The tick as it cooled seemed extremely loud and you moved to open the door. 

"You got any coffee? Gonna be a long one with the nightshift and all."

You hesitated, ready to tell him no, but the right thing to do would be to invite him in, offer something to eat, and then send him on his way. So, with every single one of your old grannies scolding you for your rudeness, you nodded. 

Your heels made very little sound compared to his boots, the steps creaking under your combined weight. 

"Step is loose." Lee observed. "I could fix it for ya." 

"That's awfully kind of you, Lee." You smiled, fumbling with the key. His strong, warm hand closed over yours, taking them from you. He had to wedge in beside you to get to the lock and a heady cloud of his cologne made you dizzy. 

A hand at the small of your back coaxed you into stepping inside, the door now open. Moving around, you turned on lights, picking up a few things as you did. The place was rather small and comfortable, but Lee's wide frame left very little room, his campaign hat almost touching the ceiling. 

"Have a seat." You motioned at the small couch and the Sheriff nodded, pulling his hat off for safekeeping on the nearby chair. It left only the spot on the couch open. 

With the percolator started, you returned to your guest, placing a plate of cookies down on the little coffee table. 

"I'm sorry I don't have much. I need to make a trip to the grocer." 

Lee waved it off and took one of the cookies, moaning in delight at the first bite. 

"Delicious as hell." His exclamation made you laugh, a real one, and the loud bubbling of the coffee maker pulled away your attention. 

Returning with a cup, you offered it to him, refusing one for yourself. "I'll never sleep if I drink coffee this late."

Lee hummed around the first sip, dunking his cookie before taking a generous bite. Despite your rocky start, conversation began, not stopping until you yawned. Clapping a hand over your mouth, you apologized from behind your palm. 

"Don't you be sorry. I've kept ya up too late." He placed the cup down on the table. "I need to get back to the station anyway."

There was mild disappointment and you tried your best to keep it to yourself as you walked with him over to the door. 

"Thanks again for the ride."

"Thank ya for the coffee. Real sweet'a you."

The ticking of a nearby clock counted the silence. The leather of Lee's jacket creaked as he leaned towards you, his lips on yours before you could say another word. 

The contact startled you, but not nearly as much as the warmth of his tongue. It pressed at the seam of your lips, trying to gain entrance. Your weak protest granted it and he swallowed up the sound with a deep kiss. The plate of cookies you wrapped for him to take hit the floor, making you jump. 

"I gotcha." Arms wrapped around you tightly, lifting you up easily. A gasp fell from your lips as your stomach dropped out, Lee's boots almost booming as he carried you deeper into the trailer. 

"Lee. Wait a min—" Your back made contact with the patch quilt of your bed, the Sheriff not far behind. His weight was almost suffocating and he took advantage of your panting mouth to kiss you again. He was hard everywhere, the zipper of his jacket snagging at your cardigan, the gun strapped to his hip digging into yours. "It hurts."

Lee froze, pulling back up onto his feet, and you felt a rush of relief that he was going to stop, that he knew this wasn't right. Instead, he removed his jacket, draping it over a nearby chair, his utility belt coming next. That he placed on the top of your dresser, right next to the jewelry box that played Amazing Grace when opened. 

He was no longer responding to you, your protest to slow down interrupted as he fell to his knees beside your bed. Curiosity made your brows knit, but then his hands curled behind your knees, and a hard tug brought you closer. Thighs clapped together in an attempt to keep him at bay, but a strong hand pried them apart, the other rucking up your skirt. The nylons and garter belt made the Sheriff groan in appreciation and your cheeks heated at his praise. 

"Prettiest thing I ever seen." His nails raked up the side of your thighs, sending runs through the nylon, and his mouth against your covered mound made you bolt upright. 

"Lee! Wait!" Your heart was pounding so hard you thought it might fly right out of your throat. 

"Shhh, baby. Just wanna make you feel good." 

The desperation in his tone was intoxicating and you paused long enough that he continued, pressing a hand between your breasts to push you back down. Fear crept over you, eyes darting across the ceiling. There was a water stain that you hadn't notice until now and a nip of teeth at your inner thigh had your gaze jerking down. 

"Where you floatin' off to, sweetheart?" You honestly didn't have an answer, but he wasn't really interested in it anyway, continuing on. "I want you to feel every single thing I'm about to do to you."

"Lee!" His fingers curled under the gusset of your modest panties and pulled it to the side. You could feel the cool air, but then Lee's warm breath washed over your most intimate parts, your hand coming down to push at his forehead. The other joined in when he pinned the first to the side of your hip, holding you down as he tasted you for the first time. 

It was foreign, wet and very warm, Lee's tongue licking a stripe up your slit. You started to protest, but the swirl around your clit had you keening with a sound you'd never made before. The Sheriff growled in satisfaction, releasing your hands and hooking his arms around your thighs to drag you closer. Teeth grazed and nipped over swollen flesh and Lee sent a look up at you, his eyes glinting in the dim light. 

"All that bellyachin' just to end up on my mouth anyway." When you tried to move, he locked his arms tightly and yanked you down even further. "Why you wet?"

Your head jerked back and forth in weak denial and Lee sneered.

"I think you wanted me to have'a taste of this pretty cunt'a yours." No matter how hard you shook your head, the truth glistened between your legs. "I gotta sweet tooth and those cookies a'yours ain't nothin' compared to you."

His words left you dizzy, all manners and decency gone in the way he looked, touched, and spoke to you. 

"Anybody ever do this to ya?" This time he didn't accept a head shake, nipping at your clit until you sobbed out a loud NO. "Ripe for the pickin'."

It was all wet and nasty sounds, the Sheriff licking and kissing every part of you that no man had ever done before. You could no longer fight him, his mouth latching onto your nub and sucking until you felt a pleasant cramp in your lower stomach. 

"You touch yourself when no one's lookin'?" 

"No, Lee."

"Liar. Show me how you do it." He challenged you, his gaze unwavering until you brought your hand down to give him what he wanted. The pad of your middle finger dipped through your folds and the arousal startled you. Coating your fingers, you swirled it around your clit, teeth worrying your bottom lip. Lee cooed words of praise, telling you what a good girl you were for him, each compliment making you more confident. 

Panting, you felt the pressure in your belly again, pulling back from it with uneasiness. 

"I gotta do everything, huh?" His voice was gruff, fingers wrapping around your wrist to tear it away. Before you could even utter his name in protest, his hot mouth was back on your cunt. Without warning, an intense wave of throbbing pleasure made you squeal out his name, hands slapping on the patch quilt.

Eyes rolled back, sweat dotting along your hairline. You felt limp, the place between your legs pulsing as you struggled to understand what happened. 

"I told ya, didn't I? Said I'd make you feel good. And look atcha, all dumb and ready for my cock."

The words took a moment to enter your hazy brain, the clicking of Lee's zipper lost in the whooshing in your ears. It wasn't until his dripping tip made contact that you snapped back to attention. Palms pushed at the pressed shirt of his uniform, your protest cut short by the nudging at your clit.

"Lee–" You couldn't catch your breath, eyes pinching shut as his weight and scent swallowed you up. 

"This is mine. No one else's. Do you understand?" His voice was hot and heavy at your ear, your hands coming up to clutch at his shoulders. He repeated the words like a mantra, the emerging stubble on his jaw rubbing against your cheek. 

Fingertips pressed into your skin, his mouth seeking out yours once again. You could taste yourself on his lips, whining as his tip pressed at your opening. 

"Take it." A hard thrust of his hips made you cry out, the sharp pain met with warmth and pressure. Tears burned in your eyes, the Sheriff stilling above you. Either waiting for you to adjust or to catch his breath, you weren't sure. Ducking his head down, Lee lifted slightly, looking down to where you were joined. "Look 'atcha. Makin' a mess on my cock."

Hands returned to his chest, pushing harder than before, and he grabbed them easily, pinning them above your head. 

"Lee–" The whimper fell from your lips and he responded by pulling his hips back. The relief was brief, your skin stinging as he thrust back in. He felt like waves on a beach you remember visiting once when you were a kid. The way they ebbed and flowed was hypnotizing, Lee's cock similar in many ways. 

He was a man that caused pain, more than you even realized, but your own was confusing. You knew it was wrong, knew God would be angry, but the warmth of Lee's body, and the pressure of him surrounding and consuming you made you forget anything else. 

"Knew you'd be fuckin' perfect." His words were punctuated with hard thrusts, the bed squeaking wildly beneath you. "Knew it from the moment I laid eyes on you. All doe-eyed and innocent, just begging for a cock to ruin you."

His words left you dizzy, the cramping in your stomach starting again until you could no longer control it. Your release was met with blasphemous swears from the Sheriff, the pounding he gave you wet and loud in the small, stifling room. 

"Gonna fill you up, sweetheart." His words made you panic and you fought with him, a chuckle falling from his lips. 

Pulling back onto his haunches, Lee tore at the front of your blouse, ripping through the fabric easily. A hard yank had your breasts spilling out and the Sheriff groaned in appreciation, plucking at a swollen nipple. You winced, reaching up to wrap a hand around his wrist, but they soon returned to the quilt as Lee began to fuck you hard. Both of his hands circled your waist, mouth agape as he watched his cock slide in and out of your ruined cunt. 

"I did that. Me." He was talking to himself, but the words still made you keen with a confusing rush of arousal. 

Hard, precise thrusts became erratic, sweat dripping down Lee's forehead as he grunted from the effort. Pushing forward, his hot body collapsed onto yours again, your arms and legs forced to wrap around him. 

"One more. Give me one more." The Sheriff was winded, panting hotly at your ear. "One. More." 

The hand pushing between your bodies sought out the apex of your thighs, a finger circling your swollen nub furiously. Your scream was guttural, the pleasure dancing precariously with pain, Lee savoring it until he could no longer hold back. 

With a final clap of his hips into yours, he let go, spilling inside you. The heat of his cum spread outward, drowsiness making you go limp beneath him. 

"You did so good for me, baby." His words soothed an ache that was beginning to build and you both hissed as he pulled back. As your thighs moved to close, Lee clicked his tongue, dropping his feet to the floor to stand next to the bed. "Don't fuckin' move."

You did as he said, spread out beneath him as he tucked himself away and placed his utility belt back around his waist. His eyes never left the mess he created, satisfaction burning in his gut as he pulled on the leather jacket. 

When his eyes broke contact, you slowly relaxed, letting your legs come together. The Sheriff was no longer interested in you, instead pulling open your closet to root around.

"What are you doin'?"

The beige suitcase thumped heavily on the foot of your bed and Lee released the clasps before throwing it open. 

"Pack up your shit. You're comin' home with me."

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Just For Us: Part II

Summary: The first day of your vacation was a success. The first night proves to be just as eventful. Especially when Lee just can’t help but admire how beautiful you are. He’s in a good mood, sue him. 

Pairing: Sheriff Lee Bodecker x Female!Reader

Word Count: 2,520

Warnings: Fluff, Lee being an absolute sweetheart, smut (18+ ONLY, minors DNI), fingering (f receiving) , praise kink, Daddy kink (it’s Lee, come on, we all know he has a Daddy kink, it’s not surprising), sex in front of the mirror, Lee being a sex God and a really good husband. 

A/N: I had so much fun writing this! I had forgotten just how much fun it was to write something for myself. Don’t get me wrong, I love doing little drabbles for Murderer Monday and Tech Tuesday, but there’s just something so lovely about doing this for me and no one else. I also missed writing for Lee! He’s always such a fun character to soften. We all need a little lovin’ and I figured he did too. This series is a love letter to you, to me, and to our dear Sheriff Bodecker. Let me know what you guys think! Reblogs, comments, and asks are always welcomed and heavily appreciated. At this point I’m asking that you send something nice. I wanna hear it! Hehe ok! Enjoy!

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The walk was exactly what Lee needed. The fresh spring air paired nicely with the leisurely atmosphere that took over the normally bustling sheriff. You strolled along a path for the better part of an hour after your meal just talking. You could swear that you’ve never talked more than you did on that walk, and you and Lee liked to talk so that’s saying something. 

The rest of the evening went along in relative silence, albeit a very comfortable one. Lee left you to cook a quick dinner to read on the porch, he’d packed a handful of books that he’s been meaning to get around to reading. You were content in your own little bubble for the time being, alone time was important to you both. 

With dinner ate and dishes cleaned, you both turned in for the night. The space outside a deep black, made even darker by the shroud of trees that surrounded your little cabin. Lee laid on the bed in a white tank top and his sleeping pants, his nose in his book. You hum softly as you move through your nightly routine, applying your face lotion before moving on to your body lotion. The motion of you rubbing the cocoa butter into your legs catches Lee’s attention from the corner of his eye. 

It’s a glance at first, curious at to what the movement was, but when he sees you caress your knee, he’s following the trail of your hands carefully. The silk of your little cream nightgown shines along with your lotion-ed skin, you move higher and higher up your body slowly, massaging the flesh of your body lovingly. Lee’s hands can’t help but itch to do it for you. With his book long forgotten, he sets it aside on his nightstand and makes his way to the bathroom door. He leans one arm against the frame of the door, the other resting on his hip as he blocks the doorway. You don’t stop applying your lotion much to Lee’s delight, he watches lustfully, licking his lip before tugging it between his teeth. 

“Can I help you?” You ask smoothly as you catch sight of him staring. Lee’s eyes slowly drag up the length of your form, not bothering to hide the desire in his gaze as he smirks appreciatively. He chuckles lowly before looking at you through his lashes. 

“I think you can, Sweetheart,” he drawls cooly, he lowers his arm and slowly stalks towards you. Lee takes his place behind you, turning you to face the large vanity mirror. As his hands slide up the sides of your waist, he dips his head to breathe in the floral scent of your shampoo with a pleased groan that sounded more akin to a purr. When he looks up again, he finds you staring back at him. He gives you a loving smile laced with desire, one that you can’t help but return. 

“How are you this pretty?” He coos in your ear, loving the way he can see the bashfulness take hold of you, the way your eyes drop from his, how he can feel your body shiver with happiness at his words. “Got the prettiest wife in the entire world,” he whispers and pulls you against him, relishing in the gasp you let out when you feel his hard on pressing into the swell of your ass. 

The feeling of his hands stroking along the slopes of your hip has you trembling. You loved when he was like this; so kind, so sweet. The rest of the world wouldn’t believe you if you told them that Sheriff Lee Bodecker was whispering sweet nothings into your ear. But if you were honest, you didn’t need them to believe you, you just needed Lee. Thankfully, Lee was all yours, just like you were his. 

“Let me take care a’ya, Babydoll,” he whispers softly into your ear before peppering kisses to your exposed neck. “Y’always take care of me… Let me make ya feel good…” he kisses his way back up to moan into your ear, “Babydoll, I can make you feel so good…”

You didn’t need any more convincing. 

“Lee…” You sighed out, all sweet and soft and his for the taking. You can hear the smirk in his voice and see it painted on his face. 

“That’s it, Baby,” he smiles and turns your head to face him with one warm palm. The feeling of his lips covering yours sends a flurry of butterflies to your stomach, a pleased moan fluttering from your mouth and into Lee’s. He takes his time devouring your lips, his tongue playing with yours, dipping into your soft mouth to taste the minty bite of your toothpaste. A rumbling groan fills your ears and for a moment you think it’s thunder, but when you feel the vibration low in Lee’s wide chest, you melt at the realization. 

The burn for air is the only reason you pull back from the searing kisses that leave your lips plump and slick with spit. Lee grunts as he takes in your appearance, your beauty only seems to enhance with the addition of your swollen lips. You clutch his tank top behind you in one hand and the other braces on top of the hand on your waist as his thick thumb strokes the length of your bottom lip, his face set in a calm yet lustful expression. 

“I’m gonna to give you my fingers, you’re gonna watch yourself cum, in that mirror, right there,” he jerks his chin towards the mirror without breaking eye contact, his voice is deep and gravelly, “then m’gonna take you to bed an’ fuck you nice and deep, jus’ like you deserve.”

“Y-Yes, please,” you gasp out, your legs were nearly jelly already and he hadn’t done more than kiss you.

“Such good manners,” he praises and ruts his hips into you once on instinct, “always been my good girl.” You moan as the words leave his mouth, making him grin smugly, “yeah, I know, Princess.” 

The feeling of his large right hand sliding down the front of your neck to grope your chest through your silky nightgown leaves an ungodly amount of goosebumps behind. He massages the flesh of your breast in unhurried handfuls, taking as much of your tender meat into his hand as possible. You sigh as he works your body, your head falling back to rest on his shoulder. For the time being, Lee allows you to rest against him and look up at him. The intensity of his desire burns deep into your skin as he glares down at you, his breathing beginning to deepen as his hand gets more and more demanding. 

“Oh!” You squeak when his thumb brushes against your stiff nipple, playing with the hardened peak through the fabric. Lee chuckles darkly at your reaction before pressing a kiss to your temple. 

“Eyes on the mirror, Babydoll,” he grumbles and pinches your nipple between his index and thumb, earning another whimper from you. 

You do as he says and turn your attention to your reflections. You can’t help but notice how perfect he looks behind you, wrapped around you, holding you. Lee was truly the perfect male specimen: handsome with crystal blue eyes, cherry lips, strong arms, thick, powerful legs, and a soft, cushion-y belly. He was like a fucking Greek God, created and sent to worship you. 

“Look at yourself, Honey, not me,” he playfully scolds, having caught you staring at him. You give him a shy giggle and reluctantly turn your focus to yourself. Once you’re doing as he asked, Lee lets his fingers dance along the neckline of your sleeping dress while he brushes his nose along the curve of your neck, giving you teasing little bites. A slow brush of his hand pushes down the thin strap off your shoulder, exposing your breast to the chill of the bathroom. 

“So fuckin’ gorgeous,” Lee moans mostly to himself, his hand immediately cupping the swell of your chest, enveloping it in his warm touch. The searing heat of his hand against your flesh had you shivering again, his other hand now ghosting up the side of your thigh. The short hem of your sleeping gown pushed higher and higher as Lee made his way to your core. He took his time, knowing that the longer he took the more you love it. 

“Please,” you whimper just as he brushes the edge of your cotton underwear. You were thoroughly soaked ever since he kissed you, but with all his teasing, the tingling between your legs was nearly painful. 

“Please, what, Sweetheart?” He hums in your ear and gives your nipple another pinch. You squirm in his hold and gasp. 

“Touch me, Daddy,” you moan. Lee groans deep in his chest once more. He loves when you called him that. Thick fingers suddenly press against your center through the soaked cotton, petting you firmly just how you like. You watch in a trance as his hand cups your cunt.  

“So fuckin’ wet for me, ain’t ya? Jus fuckin’ drippin’ all over me,” He growls in your ear, his fingers finding your covered clit and immediately drawing quick circles on it. You give him a shuddering moan of his name in response, your hips rutting into his fingers eagerly. The warning squeeze to your tit has your hips reluctantly stopping. “Stay still, let Daddy take care a’you.”

In one swift motion, Lee pushes off your panties, letting them pool at your ankles. He wastes no time dipping his fingers into your bare pussy, stroking your dripping petals. You both let out a pleased moan at the skin on skin contact, your body leaning back into the firmness of your husband for support. He grins and tilts you back, lifting your left leg with his hand under your thigh, pulling your dress up higher so you can see everything he’s doing to you. 

“Would you look at that,” he moans and kisses along your jaw, both your eyes are focused on the way his thick fingers spread your inner lips, exposing your fluttering pussy to you both. You give him a broken moan and clench around nothing. “Prettiest fuckin’ pussy in the whole world…” he growls in your ear, dipping his long middle finger into you.

“D-Daddy!” You whimper and clutch his arm tightly. You can hear Lee cooing in your ear, but your mind is overwhelmed by the feeling of his thick finger finally stretching you out. In and out, he gently pumps his digit into you, letting it your juices coat his hand. He sneaks his pointer finger in alongside his middle and speeds up ever so slightly. 

“Oh, Princess, what a tight little pussy you have,” he grunts into the sweaty skin of your neck, sucking a deep hickey into the skin. “No matter how many times I fuck you, you’re still always so tight.”

“Please! Faster, Lee, faster, oh my God!” You cry out, your hips wiggling as best they could in his hold. He doesn’t say a thing as he listens, his fingers now fucking into you at a heated pace, his palm grinding into your clit with each flick of his wrist. The relatively large bathroom echoes with the slick sounds of Lee’s fingers filling your cunt and your shared moans and grunts. You feel the grip Lee has on your leg tighten, pulling you open wider for him to play with you better, his fingers going deeper and deeper each time. 

“Can feel ya fluttering around me, Princess,” he sighs and presses his cock into your ass, relieving some of the tension building within him. “Y’gonna cum for me? Y’gonna be my good little girl and cum all over my fingers?”

You try your best to nod, the pathetically sloppy movements of your head makes Lee want to laugh but he keeps his amusement to himself. You catch sight of the ghost of a smirk on his lips. You knew you were a mess, it was hard not to, you could see it right in front of you. Your nightgown was hanging off your shoulder, revealing only one of your breasts, your leg was hiked up and held by one of Lee’s rough hands, your head resting against his shoulder while he finger-fucked you closer and closer to your high. 

The tension between your thighs grew and grew, Lee’s fingers expertly curling into your front wall, just the way you like it. You were done for. 

This time he couldn’t hold back the pleased, throaty chuckle as you thrash in his arms and cum around his fingers. Your nails bite into the meat of his arm as you toss your head back, eyes shut tightly, a cry of your lover’s name falling from your lips. The feeling of your walls clenching down on his fingers has Lee’s hips rutting against you a little harder, his cock straining against the confines of his sleeping pants. 

You whimper as you finally start to come down, the tingly feeling in your limbs makes you feel like you’re floating and sinking all at once. Lee’s fingers milk your orgasm for as long as possible before slowly coming to a stop, his own hips ceasing their movements for the time being. A gentle kiss to your temple has your eyes peeling open to look up at Lee, who was gazing down at you tenderly. He gives you a small smile and another kiss to your temple before muttering a gentle ‘look.’

You turn your heavy head to look back at your reflections. Once Lee was certain you were watching, he slowly eased his cream covered fingers from your snatch. His touch was featherlight and gentle as he smeared your cum along your petals, shushing your little whines of sensitivity. He finally pulls his hand away from your sensitive cunt only to greedily suck them clean, his growls rumbling his chest behind you. 

“Taste so sweet, Sugar,” he praises when he releases his fingers with a pop! “Y’look so fuckin’ pretty when you cum for me,” wet kisses are peppered along your neck and jaw, making you melt even further into him. 

Lee sets your leg back to the floor with care and fixes your nightgown before turning you around to properly kiss you. The kiss is methodical, enough to let you know that he still wants you but gentle enough to not overwhelm you. Your arms wrap around his neck to pull him deeper into the kiss, his arms winding around your middle tightly as he lets you lead the kiss. The need for air pulls you apart, your lips not going far as they brush against each other. 

“I believe you said something about taking me to bed, Mr. Bodecker?” You mumbled sensually against his parted lips. You feel Lee smirk just before his hands suddenly scoop you up and into his arms like he did when he brought you home on your wedding night. 

“Yes, I did, Mrs. Bodecker.”

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all you had to do was stay

18+ minors dni

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

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word count: 2,062

part two to right where you left me

here you are now, calling me up, but i don't know what to say; i've been picking up the pieces of the mess you made

lee looked at the ticket in his hand, inspecting it. it has been months since he picked up that ticket at the diner. the ink on it slowly fading the more he held it in his hands. he thought of what life could be with her. if he stayed, if he was selfish, he could be happy right now. he hears shuffling feet and he attempts to hide the one thing he has left of y/n.

-"you don't need to hide it lee," dot's voice sounds as she peeks through the door, lee sighs t her statement. he knew dot had been lurking, seeing him look at the faded ticket. he wanted to be happy with her, give her the life she deserves- but everytime he moves on a speck of y/n floods his brain. he can't help but compare them, how y/n's skin is softer, how her eyes sparkled more. lee couldn't bring himself to hurt dot too, he decided to leave y/n, to leave the restaurant with her looking like a dream with tears running down her face- tears he put there.

he left her, he shouldn't be feeling like this. he chose to leave- after weeks of mulling it over, lee decided to put an end to their relationship. albeit, he never gave y/n an explanation as to why or have her the real reason as to why. lee knew of y/n's ambitions, he knew she was more than this town, she could do better with her life than be here, than being with him. that was the final straw to his decision, on top of the silent whispers of her wasting her youth with an old fat guy like the sheriff. lee chose to leave her be, to live her life, to figure out who she wants to be, who she needed to be with. it was the most painful thing he ever had to do- but he did it in the name of love, for y/n.

dorothy's looming presence forces lee to speak up,

-"dotty, i think we need to talk" the strain in his voice surprised him and looking at her she knew.

-"i-" lee sighed continuing the need to end it, "i'm so sorry but i need to leave. i need to break this up. i am so sorry in promising you the life you needed and deserved." lee looked up at her, his eyes watering, he didn't mean to hurt this many people and as he looked up at dot, her understanding eyes looked at him.

-"lee bodecker, you are one of the nicest man in this planet, maybe the nicest man to exist in this rotten town- you taking a chance on me and my son is the best i could ever hope for. i hope you be happy with her, go after her lee- apologize and beg for her back." dot gave lee a bone crushing hug and wiped the tear running down his face. this hurt lee. the pain for leaving comfort to chase something that might blow up in his face. though for lee it was all worth it, he had to show y/n all the love he still had for her.

the bustling city still surprised her, in the two months she's moved to new york everyday she saw something that she deemed odd. yet the city air was fresh to her, different from meade. the tall skyscrapers stand with the sky instead of broken down brick buildings. the way the sun felt against her skin was different too.

it surprised y/n to see other women studying in the same college as her, everyone acting nonchalant about it. two years was all she needed to be a nurse. she’d always loved helping her dad when he got into brawls or even lee when he’d sneak into her house with a cut open lip. lee, she had missed him but it seems to be too late to vocalize it now, he’s moved on and he’s also the one to break it off. though she never got the explanation from him, she thought it was better that way.

the basking thought of him would come up late at night when she realized how alone she was in the city. how she was singled out from her friends that she had made. her mind always wandered back to lee when she thought of home. she would have sacrificed everything to be with home right now but as fate would have it lee did not want her back. the hurt from the breakup keeps her going, lee would have cheered her on if they were still together, though she might not be where she is now if they were still together. she was unsure if lee would leave the power he had back in knockemstiff. maybe if they were still together she would be content in life, in a house somewhere in brewer heights. all the maybes got to her head and tears streamed down her face.

if only lee had explained why he wanted to break up- maybe if she had a reason and maybe if he hadn't moved on she would have stayed.

y/n wiped the tears off her face and focused on her task, needing to finish her assignment which had taken her all night to do. she had to wake up early tomorrow to apply for job, her savings running low.

lee struggled when he arrived to new york, the fast paced walking and talking made him miss knockemstiff where nothing ever happened. the search for y/n was going to be tough and he knew it, a big city like new york and he hadn't got the faintest idea where she was staying or where she went to school. but lee was determined to search every corner of the city if it meant getting her back, or trying to at least. lee hadn't slept since he got to new york, sitting in the first diner he found at the corner booth on his third cup of coffee. the bell rung and something in him willed him to look up and as he did he saw her. the one he was looking for, she looked healthy, her eyes weren't as sunken in as the last time he saw her; she also looked grown, she had more confidence in her. she wasn't the innocent doe-eyed girl lee had met.

lee had taken the menu the waitress had left and hid his face, he was suddenly nervous for her to see him. would she think he was crazy? even perhaps shoo him away without him having a chance to give her an explanation? hearing her sweet voice for the first time in a while brought him back to the first time he ever heard it,

a sweet giggle lured lee back to consciousness, he had gone to church to campaign. married women were swarming him, fawning over him; yet he grew tired of this as soon as he heard her, his head turned to her and a white-like halo surrounded her figure. the dress she wore fitting her whole personality. lee had become addicted to someone he didn't know.

-"excuse me, i saw the ad on the newspaper and i was wonderin' if the waitress position is still open," she still had her accent, it was a slight drawl but it was still there.

if fates would have it, this was lee's chance to talk to her yet he seemed to be choked up on the what ifs.

y/n enters the diner and asks the first lady she sees about the ad on the newspaper and as she was looking around she sees a familiar figure hiding behind a menu. a simple menu couldn't hide his broad shoulders, or his familiar hands. the same hands that was all over her body not long ago. those hands that she loved so much, the same hands that she thought wouldn't let her go and yet it did.

y/n felt ridiculous, maybe it was a man that wasn't lee. the ghost of him was everywhere, lingering and following her around. just as she thought she moved on, he still haunts her.

yet, as they lowered the menu those familiar cerulean blue eyes stared at her. as she made eye contact with him, y/n's heart stopped beating.

why would lee be here? is he real?

as if someone was puppeteering her, y/n made her way to his table,

-"what are you doing here?" her words laced with venom and hatred, though she didn't mean for it to come out that way.

lee stuttered, he took a deep breathe before answering her,

-"i followed you here," y/n didn't even let him finish his sentence.

-"well that's obvious, get to the part why you're here." she was more snappy than he was used to.

-"i saw your train ticket fall at the diner the last time we saw each other and i realized i was wrong. i was wrong for breaking it off and i was wrong-" then again she scoffed at this interrupting him.

-"lee bodecker, i had given you more than enough time to get me back but you turn to another woman. and what's worse is that you never gave me a reason why. do you know how many nights i stayed awake staring at myself trying to look for imperfections, trying to ask myself why you left me? because maybe if i learned why then i could change it and get you back." y/n's tears were running down her face, sitting opposing to lee, she saw how his face changed.

-"do you wanna know why i broke up with you? it was because of my own insecurity, because i know you could be better without me. because you can achieve so much without me holding you down. because you wanted to go to a big city and i wanted to stay in that small town, and y/n you deserve more than me and if i had told you all of that you would have assured me that it's not the case and we would be what? together but you would be unhappy because you have so much more to offer than be in that fucking shithole." y/n never knew the gravity of lee's insecurity, they have gone over it a couple of times. first when she heard a couple of guys, younger deputies sneering and poking fun of how lee looked. you had told him to ignore it because you loved him for who he is, part of what attracted you to him was because how soft he was, how he felt when he was on top of you.

-"all you had to do was stay lee, it would've been enough for me. even if i didn't get to chase my dreams, even if it meant me being stuck in a house. that would all mean staying with you lee." her voice was meek, her heart pouring out to lee. if she had known lee felt that way then against all odds she would have figured something out.

-"i know honey, but i couldn;t. i was holding you back and i'm here now. i realized that leaving you, not being with you; it's slowly destroying me. i tried distracting myself with work, playing house with dot but nothing worked. it's always been you and only you. so here i am, as a man asking for you back. i would get on my knees and beg for your forgiveness if that's what it meant." lee got up preparing to get on his knees and y/n opened her mouth to talk before he could.

-"would you leave knockemstiff for me? would you leave all that power you've collected, that cushy house in brewer height, all for me?" it was a question that has been gnawing her brain. if the answer was yes, no hesitation she was willing to give lee a chance.

and without hesitation, with pure love in his eyes,

-"anything for you sugar. i would fight anyone come hell or high water to keep you y/n."

y/n dragged lee to her apartment, their lips clashing filled with desire for what felt like eternity yet it wasn't enough. the electric feeling between them, buzzing and keeping both of them alive. their breathes synced, bodies intertwined.

a/n: this has been postponed so many times just because i couldn't find a way to end it hehe

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Chapter Four

Lee Bodecker (The Devil All The Time) x Femme Reader

A year after the sudden death of your husband you find yourself at a loose end, unsure what to do next. You're also learning about your sexuality - your hidden desires and fantasies creeping out now you're no longer playing the role of the good wife. A certain Sheriff in town could be the one to awaken something in you.

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Chapter 5

Warnings: Smutty smut

Lee steps back and pulls himself out of you, your combined spend spilling out from your opening onto the front of the cruiser as he moves away. You don't open your eyes yet, hearing the jangle of his belt buckle as he dresses himself and tucks his shirt back in. The realisation of what just happened hits you, you feel shame for getting carried away, worrying about what might happen next.

Lee reaches for your shoulders and pulls up upright again, much more gently than how he manhandled you before. You get to your feet, but are nervous about turning to face him.

He clutches at the cuffs.

"I think you've had these on long enough. If I take them off, are you gonna be good?" he asks.

You nod stiffly, still facing away from him.

He reaches into his utility belt and retrieves the key.

"No funny business now, honey" he warns as he unlocks them.

You nearly laugh at that. As if you're in any condition to run or fight at the moment.

Lee slips the restraints off and you immediately stretch your arms, rubbing the angry indents in your skin. Lee's hand joins yours, wordlessly massaging your wrists and helping the blood flow back into your joints. You're caught off guard by the tenderness of the gesture.

"T-thanks" you mutter.

You scramble to find your dress which has fallen onto the ground behind you. You grab your bra from a few feet away and clip it back on. Your underwear is ripped and unwearable so you toss them into a nearby bush. You turn away from Lee as you get dressed which seems funny given everything you've just done, but it doesn't feel right to do it in front of him.

Lee clears his throat and you finally turn to face him but you can't look him in the eye. Now all of the lust and arousal had cleared, you felt embarrassed, ashamed. You threw yourself at him and degraded yourself for him. You don't even know him. And there was still all that business with the library, what you'd done. God only knows what he must think of you.

"Well. That was...something" he chuckles, and your face burns with shame.

"I'ma still need to take you down the station and book ya though" he explains, gesturing to the car. "Sorry hon".

You nod stoically and step into the backseat. The Sheriff puts the car in drive and you make your way to the station as he eyes you in the rear-view mirror.

"You're awful quiet" he chuckles. "And I know now you ain't quiet, girl".

You smile weakly at him, then stare down at your hands as they fiddle awkwardly in your lap. You rub your wrists again, the indents of the cuffs are still visible. A physical reminder of your sins, just like the sticky mess seeping down your thigh.

"Are you mad at me, sweetie?" he asks, sticking a toothpick into his mouth as he drives.

You shake your head. "No, sir".

He chuckles again. "Well we don't have to be so formal now we know each other better, honey. Call me Lee".

"Lee" you repeat shyly, remembering the last time you said his name was pre-empted by a rather crude instruction.

"I gotta still book you as you kicked, spit and swore at the Sheriff. And a lotta people saw. But don't worry, it's just a formality thing. Nothin' to worry about" he watched you in the mirror. "Lucky for you, you just made it up to me. But I wouldn't get in the habit of testing me" he joked.

You smiled back at him meekly. No. you certainly wouldn't be.

🌼

You were the talk of the station. Every cop and employee eyeballing you as Lee brought you in. They'd put you in a cell, which felt a bit much. But you supposed it needed to be done. As far as they knew, Sheriff had driven you around for a bit to calm you down – and now you were cooling off as he booked you in. Also it was at the back of the station away from prying eyes, so at least you could hide. Fortunately the smudged mascara just looked like you'd been crying, rather than aggressively throat fucked in the woods spread-eagled across a police cruiser.

Davey had brought you some lunch which you gratefully accepted and wolfed down. You hadn't realised how hungry you were after this morning's antics...and then the energy used in the woods.

The more time that passed the more horrified you were. It's one thing have private fantasies but quite another to act on them. And yes you'd enjoyed it, of course you had. It was the best sex of your life...the stuff you had dreamed about...

But the fact is you'd thrown yourself at a cop. A Sheriff no less! What were you thinking? Maybe there really was something wrong with you. Ladies don't behave this way. You imagined the other women finding out what you'd done, feeling shame deep in your stomach.

You must've drifted off to sleep at some point because you woke up to Lee banging on the cell bars, calling your name.

"Wake up, sleepin' beauty".

You jumped up, initially confused by your surroundings but then remembering what led you here. Your heart sank at the realisation. 

You looked over at Lee who was dangling a rag and a paper bag through the bars. You took them both, looking at him with confusion as you held the rag up. It was damp.

"Figured you might wanna clean-up" he said, gesturing under his eyes. You remembered the smeared mascara and realised how awful you must look. You nodded gratefully and began wiping your face.

"And I thought you might want those. I dunno. I picked 'em up in town. Luckily I know the Clerk from poker games so he didn't ask no funny questions" he laughed.

You opened the bag to find a new pair of underwear, blushing as you remembered your nakedness under your dress, and the way Lee had ripped your old pair apart.

You smiled gratefully, slipping them on quickly under your dress. "Thanks Sheriff" you said quietly.

It was a nice gesture, but you couldn't help but feel uncomfortable around him. After the things you'd done, you just couldn't imagine chatting to him normally like nothing had happened.

"So. I got a bunch of paperwork for you to sign but otherwise you're free to go" he continued. "I would say you got off pretty easy but...you earnt it" he said teasingly. "As far as the town's concerned, you ain't a known trouble maker. You cooled off in here for a few hours and learnt your lesson. And that's that."

You sighed, relieved that this was over but still embarrassed it had happened. "Thank-you Sheriff".

"Like I said, call me Lee".

"Thank-you Lee".

"Maybe lay off the activism for a little while huh?".

You nodded, just desperate to be home and hide from all of this.

"Also...your car was blocking the removal guys in town so one of the deputies drove it back to your house. I'll give you a ride back". He slung the keys around his finger.

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Need You (Part 25) (18+)

Lee Bodecker x f/Reader

WARNINGS: This is smut. If you are under the age of 18, please do NOT read this. Swearing. Unprotected sex (always remember to use protection). Ddlg, step-father/step-daughter. Reader is legal age. Mentions of child neglect.

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Summary: F/Reader is the step-daughter of Lee, who has taken care of her ever since her mother walked out on them. The two of them have always been able to keep the sexual tension at bay until one night.

YN's POV:

Our moment was broken up when a loud commotion came from the reception area. Loud voices were screaming at the cops, but one seemed to stick out to me.

Then it was like lightning hit Lee and I. We both looked at one another, not believing who we are hearing.

"Please say that isn't who I think it is?" I asked him, already knowing the answer.

"Last I heard she was up North with one of her boyfriends." Lee said back to me.

He let me go and fixed himself up to go and do his job as Sheriff and to calm down the commotion that was happening in this building.

He opened the door and everyone went quiet. "Now what the hell is goin' on?" He asked as he looked around at everyone in the room.

"Well, well, well...who would of thought that you would still be Sheriff?" I heard my husband sigh at that.

"Always a pleasure to see you Noreen. Give her to me Joe, I got this one."

"Gonna show me a good time just like you used too there big boy?" I just shook my head at her, trying not to laugh.

Lee and her barely talked let alone fuck one another. They both had to be extremely drunk to do that.

I heard the footsteps coming towards his office so I just sat down in my usual chair and waited to see the woman who walked out on me all those years ago.

"Oh I see you have a guest already, I'll just come back another time handsome." She said as Lee closed the door behind the two of them.

Handsome? Is she in some type of trouble? She never once called him that.

I stood up and faced the woman who just left me all alone with a man I barely knew but took care of me and didn't throw me out the moment she left.

"YN?"

"Hello Mother, been a long time." She atleast had the decency to look somewhat ashamed but her facial expression went back to being neutral.

"It is always good to see my little girl." I raised one eyebrow at her as she came towards me, opening her arms for a hug.

"No hugs thank you and I am not a little girl anymore." She put her arms back down awkwardly at her side.

Lee was already behind his desk and waiting for us to sit so he can. I noticed that he moved my chair to beside his.

"I got work to do Noreen." That was his way of telling us to get whatever this is, started.

I took my seat next to his and she just looked at us as she sat down, across from us. The air was thick with tension.

Lee and I have no idea what she wants, and her coming back after all these years, there has to be a reason.

"I see you have taken good care of her Lee."

I could of laughed at the smile that came over his face. "Yes, I have taken good care of her and she has taken good care of me."

"Anyone special in your life YN? I see that there is a wedding ring on your finger."

"Yes I am happily married. Have two gorgeous sons and a third child on the way."

"I am a Grandmother?"

"Yes but not like you will ever be allowed to see them. My husband will not like that you have just showed up after abandoning me and oh what else, offering me to a vile man because you kept losing at a game."

Her face paled as she started to stutter, but I just held up my hand signaling for her to shut up, but she didn't.

"Maybe your husband can forgive me once the two of us talk?"

"I will never forgive you for that Noreen, now what the fuck do you want?" Lee angrily said. I placed my hand on his arm.

"You two? You married your step-daddy YN?"

"I did not that long ago. We fell in love, not like you know what that is. Now what do you want? We have our own lives that we were enjoying while you were gone."

But she was still on the topic of Lee and I.

"How long did you wait to fuck her Lee? Was I barely gone for even a day? Always knew you wanted what I had YN. Always jealous of me."

I went to stand up but Lee beat me to it. His hand came slamming down on the table and my Mother jumped a bit in her chair.

"Shut your mouth you bitch. I took care of her. I didn't kick her out. I kept a roof over her head just like any sane person would of done. Even though it is none of your business, we got together about a year or two ago." Lee snarled.

"And I have never been jealous of you. Why would I be? You never could keep a man. Could never hold down a job and from I can see, you are losing your teeth." I sweetly said.

"Now once again Mother, why are you here?" I asked her as I coaxed Lee to sit back down.

"I am going to Jail." There it is. I snorted at that. Of course she is. "Shocked it has taken this long. What you do?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter what I did. I am going to go away for a long time and we'll, I need you to look after something while I am gone."

"And what is that something?" Lee asked before I did.

"I had child about five years ago."

"Pardon me?" I asked, not knowing if I heard her correctly.

"You have a brother. His name is Owen. I need you to take him while I am gone or he will be placed in Foster care...again."

I sat there stunned, just looking at her. Not fully wrapping my head around this. "What do you mean foster care again Noreen?" Lee asked her.

She was playing with the hem of her skirt and I knew she was nervous to tell us. "Spit it out already." He said. She flinched at his tone.

"I got caught trying to sell an officer some drugs. Owen was taken away and I went to jail for a bit. Got him back not that long ago."

"And now you are going back for a long time?" I questioned her. She just nodded her head.

"Can you give us a moment Noreen?" Lee asked her. He stood up and opened the door. She got the hint and walked through it. He signalled to Phil to keep an eye on her and closed the door.

"Lee, we have to take him. I can't let him go into foster care."

"I know baby girl. Look why don't we ask her to meet us somewhere, like The Diner and we can get to know him and see what he would like for his bedroom." He said as he pulled me gently out of my chair and cupped my face.

He does that when he knows I am really upset by something. I nodded my head in agreement and he smiled at me.

He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips and I wanted to deepen it but I didn't. That can wait until later.

But a thought came rushing to me and I pulled back. Lee looked at me confused.

"Where the hell is Owen right now and why did she get brought in?"

Lee Bodecker's POV:

The moment the question left YN's mouth, I let go of her and rushed to the lobby.

"Noreen, where the hell is your son?" I practically screamed, looking around trying to see if he was here with her.

"I left him with some friends Lee, no need to worry."

"What friends? Like the ones that were brought in with you?" I questioned her.

I asked why she was brought in. "Her friend over there was driving well over the speed limit and got pulled over. Ran the plates. Car is stolen. Each one of them has a warrant out for them and here we are Sheriff." I was told.

"Tell me where your son is Noreen before I get more time added to your sentence."

"In The Diner. Figured he would be fine there." I stared at her, stunned.

"Get her a cell and keep her locked up until we get someone down here to take her." I had to hold myself back from screaming.

"YN? I'm going to go and get Owen." I said to her as she walked towards me. "I'm coming with you." I knew by the look on her face that she was coming no matter what and she did not need my permission.

~

The drive to The Diner was quiet. The two of us having no idea what we will find once we got there.

The Diner wasn't busy, just an elderly couple, a couple of teenagers that look to be on a double date and there was one lone boy sitting at the counter.

He had a burger, French fries and a chocolate milk infront of him.

Barbara, the long time waitress was standing infront of him. She looked up when she heard the bell ring.

"Sheriff, YN. Thank goodness you are here." She said as she came over to us.

She began to speak quietly. "I found him out back when I went for my smoke break about twenty minutes ago. He told me his mom left him. I called the Station and got told you were on your way. So I decided to feed him."

I pulled out my wallet and tried to hand her the cash to cover it. "No no, none of that." I tried to get her to take it as YN walked quietly to Owen.

"Owen?" She said softly.

The little boy jumped a bit and he looked up at her. He nodded his head in acknowledgement. "May I sit down?" YN said as she pointed to the stool.

Another nod of the head and YN sat down. At this point, Barbara and I forgot all about me trying to give her money.

"My name is YN and you see that man behind me." A look in my direction and another nod.

"We know your Mom." His eyes widened at that and I saw a slight hint of fear in them. He backed up away from her but YN didn't make any move to stop him. Clearly seeing that he was upset.

"We are not friends with her." That calmed him down a bit.

"Then who are you?" He spoke for the first time.

"Well, I am your sister YN and that is my husband Lee."

"Oh, Mom always said I had a sister." How nice of Noreen to mention YN atleast once.

"Where is Mom? She told me she is going away on a trip for along, long time." Owen said.

"Yes she is and she asked us if we can take care of you." YN said gently to him.

"Oh."

"Yes, so why don't you eat up that delicious meal and we can take you home Owen." I said to him.

"Home? You guys have a house?" He asked.

"We do and this weekend we will go shopping and get your room all set up for you. You can decorate it just how you want too." I told him.

"Going soft on me Sheriff." Barbara practically whispered to me. "Shut up Barb."

"Really? I never had my own bedroom. We just move around alot." I saw by the look on YN's face she wasn't happy about that.

"Ever been to school Owen?" He shook his head no at my question.

"Well it looks like a lot of firsts will be happening with us. Your own bedroom and school."

~

The three of us talked while he finished his meal. As we were leaving I placed the money on the counter.

"Don't say a word Barbara." She shut her mouth because she knew I wasn't going to take it back.

"Thank you Miss Barbara." Owen called out from his spot next to YN, who was standing by the front door.

"No problem Sweetheart. Come by anytime. I enjoyed your company. Bye YN, bye Sheriff."

"Wow, you drove your Police car?" Owen asked as the three of us walked towards it.

"I did. Ever been in one?"

"Once. When Mom got taken away that one time. I was with her when she was talking to the man and then we were in the Police car. I sat up front."

I knelt down so I was at his eye level. "Where do you want to sit this time? Your choice."

His face scrunched up as he thought hard about it. "In the back!" He said as he jumped up and down.

I put him in the back and the three of us went to the Station. YN had to grab the car from there.

"I'll be home in a bit. My shift is almost over." I told her as I pulled her into my arms and kissed her goodbye.

"I'll be waiting for you love."

~

The moment I got home, I sighed with relief. Just finally being at home always calms me down.

I heard YN and Owen in the direction of what I guess is his room now. The door was open and I looked in.

YN had the spare mattress that we have on the floor made up. She was tucking him into bed. "I know this isn't much right now Owen, but like Lee said, we will all go shopping this weekend for you."

"I like Lee."

"Really? Me too. That is why I married him." YN said in a teasing manner.

"And I like you....you're nicer than Mom."

"Want to know a secret Owen?"

"Yes!"

"I like you too. Now get some sleep. Sweet dreams Owen." YN said to him.

"Can you leave the door open a bit YN? I can't sleep with out some light."

"Of course."

I stepped out of the way, not wanting Owen to get out of bed when YN got him tucked in. She closed the door behind and left it open just a crack.

She saw me and gave me a tired smile. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to our bedroom, where we can talk a bit more privately.

"How was it after you left me?" I asked him.

"Well, he told me that her friends are mean to him. They used to throw stuff at him and he has a few scars that he proudly showed off to me. That they used to yell at him and sometimes they took his food."

"And where the fuck was she?"

"Sleeping aka drunk or high. Or she wasn't there. Made me almost cry when he told me that."

"How was he with the boys?"

"Owen was great with them. He kept them entertained through dinner. He had them laughing and squealing."

"Good, good." We continued to talk about the day as I got undressed and the two of us going ready for bed.

As we laid in our bed, her in my arms and my hand on her stomach, YN sat up quickly. "Lee you didn't eat dinner. Let me go warm it up."

I pulled her back gently into my arms. "I am fine baby girl. Besides, if I get hungry in the middle of the night, I will just eat you."

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No One Special

Summary: You were never special to Lee. To him, you were simply one of them.

Warnings: noncon undertones, cheating, unwanted touching, hurt, and no comfort, physical abuse, Lee is a mean bastard.

Characters: Dark!Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

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Your eyes begin to burn with tears as you stare from across the street. 

You were going all over town just to look for him, even putting on a brave face when you headed to the station, asking his whereabouts from the other officers and looking at them in confusion when they simply chuckled and looked at you in amusement. 

“Sheriff ain’t here, lil’ missy.” Officer Thompson said, a playful grin on his face as he looked up at you from where he sat. 

“Left about an hour ago.” Another deputy added. “Probably at Ler—” 

He stopped when Officer Thompson elbows him in the stomach, annoyance on his face as he glared at the deputy. He didn’t have to finish his sentence for you to know what he meant. You just hoped that he was wrong, that they were simply messing with you. He wouldn’t be hanging around that place, he doesn’t even patrol that route; he told you himself. But the way they smiled at you sent a terrible feeling down your gut. 

But they were right.

You watch as his eyes close in sheer bliss, Lorianne’s hand out of view and her eyes darting down at his lap. You already know what she was doing to him for you’ve done it so many times before. It’s what he taught you when he first invited you to ride in his cruiser, how to properly aim in the Pepsi cup so as to not make a mess of the seat. 

You want to flee, to hide from the man you thought saw you as someone special since you were the only girl he rode around town with. Openly showing everyone who owns you and who owns him. But seeing him now, pleasure painting his face as his shoulders heave from the heaviness of his breath, all you can think is how much he’s been lying to your face. That you even start to wonder how many of Leroy’s girls he brings into his car at night just to do what Lorianne was doing. 

A gasp escapes your lips when you catch Lee’s eyes on you, shock radiating through his face that slowly shifts into amusement. He smirks, his arm around Lorianne tightening as he pulls her closer. You watch her try to kiss him but he only shifts his face away, her lips pressing against his cheek instead as his mouth drops open and his eyes shut tight once again. You don’t stay to see how their coupling ends and turn away to head back home.  

Along with the spring chill that howls through the night, you hear the shatter of your heart in your chest. The sheriff you knew and have come to love is not who you thought him to be. You were made a fool and you don’t doubt the other officers and girls of Leroy’s bar know what a fool he’s made of you. 

“You alright?” Your brother asks when you get home and just give him a nod. 

He doesn’t ask any more questions though you don’t doubt that he knows you’re upset. He bids you good night when you run up to your room, whispering one back that he cannot hear. The door slams and the tears fall instantly from your eyes, your body shaking as the pain runs through your veins. 

Fuck you, Lee Bodecker! Fuck you!

You wipe the tears away. You won’t cry for that asshole, even if he’s the law around these parts. You won’t let him step on you and continue making you look like an idiot for the whole town to laugh at. Yes, you’ll show him! Tomorrow, as the morning comes, you’ll march right up the station and show him that you aren’t one to play with. 

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You stir from your sleep when you feel a tingling sensation run up your thigh. You move your hand to grab your blanket, wanting to shield yourself from the chill that you think is brushing against your skin. But your eyes open wide, the sleep leaving you all at once when the blanket is tugged away, leaving you exposed in only your night dress on the bed. 

The hand returns to your thigh and you sit up, startled when you see Lee kneeling on your bed. There’s a playful smirk on his lips as he continues to push his hand underneath your nightdress. 

“What are you doing here, Lee?” You say in a rush, your throat raspy from sleep and your hand pressing down on his to stop him. “How’d you get in?”

“Aron let me in.” He says sweetly, eyes trailing down your body before meeting yours. “And seein’ as you were upset when you stormed off earlier, I thought I’d pay my girl a visit.” He grins, his hand flicking yours away before continuing his trail and stopping at the curve of your ass, squeezing. “Make ya feel good.” 

The sound of pain rings through your room as you slap your hand across his cheek. He’s shocked and so are you, his body still yet his breathing heavy. But you waste no time leaping from your bed when his nose flare and he snarls in anger. 

“Fuck you, Lee!” You spit as you stomp to the door but before you can even open it, the air is knocked out of your lungs as he pushes you against it. “Lee!” You groan, feeling his weight press against your back, his hand circling around the back of your neck, and gasping when he squeezes.

“You fucking put your hand on me, girl?” He snarls, his hot breath fanning against your cheek. “I could bring you in for assaulting an officer!”

“You hurt me!” You cry and wince when he squeezes your neck again. “You don’t love me!” You try to speak but his weight only suffocates you further, making it entirely hard to breathe. 

“Love?” It’s almost a whisper as he says the word, gasping for air when his hand leaves your neck but only moves it to press it against the door, trapping you still. “When’d I say I loved ya, girl?” He laughs darkly, moving to turn you around and having you face him. “You’re an amazing fuck, sweetie, but ya ain’t that special.” 

His words prove to be more painful than any of the physical pain he’s given you. You should have known from the start, should have seen the signs. How the officers would chuckle when you show up unannounced at the station, how they would snicker when Lee would take you to his cruiser. Even that one time you saw Natalia smiling at him while you both were at the market shopping for berries for his pie.

You only realize you’re crying when Lee reaches up to brush the tear from your face. You turn away and will yourself to stop, not wanting to give him the satisfaction that he’s gotten under your skin. 

“Then go to one of your whores and leave me alone.” You cry and try to push him away but he only cages you again, pressing his stomach against you as his hand drops down on your shoulder, wincing when he gives it a hard squeeze. 

“I’m already with you, ain’t I?” He smirks and you freeze in terror when you hear the jingle of his belt buckle, the sound of his zipper ringing loudly in your ears. “Now be a good whore and make me feel good.” He hisses, a whimper leaving your lips when he pushes you down to your knees, his other hand fumbling with his pants as he pulls his cock free. “And if you do well, I might even call you my favorite.”

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Love Me Harder

Pairing: Pornstar!Lee Bodecker x Pornstar!F!Reader

Word Count: 539

Summary: Reader shoots a rough scene with her pornstar lover

Warning: Rough sex, dirty talk, implied blowjob, Pornstar Sheriff, spanking, 

A/N: This is a very selfish piece, ever since @sparkledfirecracker mentioned Lee as a pornstar in passing, thank you darling for the inspo. This is part of the same universe as Level Up & Test Drive. I’m toying with the idea of pornstar Ransom next or maybe a longer piece for these two but we’ll see. Thank you to the ever lovely @sweeterthanthis for betaing this for me, love you. All mistakes are still my own

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You bit down on the pillow to muffle the moans. It was hard not to lose yourself when you had a scene with the Sheriff. He always made you lose all ability to think straight. The two of you had worked together since the beginning of your career. He took you under his wing and made sure you were comfortable in any scene you did. Lee was a difficult man but he was good to you. 

Lee was a jealous man and didn’t enjoy seeing you working with others, especially after you two started dating, always lining his shoots up with yours so he didn’t accidentally walk by your scene. It was a good thing though because you didn’t like to watch his scenes either. Well unless you were watching them together in his bed, where you had him all to yourself and could tell him all the ways you could have fucked him better.

He smacked your ass hard, silently warning you about muffling your sounds, “Darlin’, you know I hate when I can’t hear you,” Lee growled, spanking you again, harder this time.

You like to bait him, see how far you push him before he snapped. So you chose to bury your head further into the pillows. Lee made a discontent sound and you felt him angle his hips so that he could ram the tip of his cock against your cervix with each bruising thrust. He was getting angry and things were about to get even better. Grabbing the back of your neck, he yanked your head back, forcing you to arch your body.

He used his other hand to wrap around your throat, releasing your nape in the process. Pulling you up against his chest. Your head fell back on his shoulder. There was a feeling of comfort in his touch, despite his rough maneuvers; the softness of his belly rubbing along your back added to that. 

“Come on, sugar, make those sweet noises for me,” he whispered, licking up the side of your face.

You keened, holding onto his forearm for support. His free hand rounded your tummy, delving past your soft curls to circle your sensitive bundle of nerves. His thrusts never faltered, sending waves of pleasure through your body. You screeched when he landed a firm slap on your clit, making you moan his name.

“There she is. Finally being a good girl for Daddy,” he praised, “ Go on baby, come all over my cock. Make a mess.” 

His words were enough to send you hurdling over the edge, orgasm crashing over you, “Ah fuck,” you groaned, letting Lee hold you upright as your body trembled in his arms.

He released you, tossing you forward onto the bed. “Such a dirty little whore, greedy for Daddy’s cock.” Leaning in close, his lips brushed your ear as he whispered low enough for the cameras not to pick, “You okay, angel? You know I love you,” Only after you gave him a small nod, did he pull away, and flip you over. He straddled your torso, “Seems only fair you clean up the mess you made.”

You lifted your head, tongue darting out to lick the tip of his cock, humming at the salty taste, and nodded. “Yes Daddy.”

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A Report for Car Keys

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x F!Reader

A/N: Oh look! I’m alive. I promise. This has been in my drafts for a while and its not the best but I wanted to get it put there. It’s more playful with some sexual tension because who doesn’t love that. Enjoy!

Warnings: dirty talk, slight dom/sub vibes

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Lee was furious. He could find the keys to his patrol car that he KNEW were in his desk drawer last night. There was a blank bright pink sticky note hanging off the side of his computer, your calling card. He snatched it off and stormed to your office.

“Where’s my keys?”

“Where’s my report?” You responded without looking up from the paperwork on your desk.

Lee growled, “I told you I’d get it for you but I-“

“I would think about your next words very carefully, Deputy. Because if they’re going to be ‘I’ve been busy’ you have obviously not been busy when that blonde shows up asking for assistance.” You interrupted, looked up at him smirking.

He stared you down as if he was trying to intimidate you which is hard considering you’re his boss and you’ve had many “alpha male” officers try this same game.

“With all due respect, Sheriff,” Lee pretty much spat out the title, “I’ll get you that report. However, in order to do my job correctly and protect the people of this county, I need my car.”

“Well, Deputy, get me my report and you’ll get your keys.” You winked before looking back at the paperwork on your desk. Right as you went to grab your pen, a hand grabbed it before you. “Bodecker.”

“You may be the boss here but we both know who’s the boss outside of work.” Lee said in a low voice. “So, if you don’t want to be punished tonight, I suggest you give me my keys.”

You looked at him and chuckled. “That’s rich coming from the guy who was tied up last night.”

Lee was fuming. The tips of his ear turned red either from anger or humiliation. “I’ll get you the report.” He mumbled. He tossed your pen back on your desk which you caught before it actually hit the surface. You hummed an acknowledgement and watched as he left.

“Hate to watch you leave but love to see you go.” You mumbled under your breath.

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