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PLEASE can you do part 2 of jealousy with tommy lee
Jealousy (part 2) » Tommy Lee
Pairings: Stepdad!Tommy Lee x Stepdaughter!Reader
Summary: Tommy is jealous when he finds out that his 18 year old stepdaughter is going on a date.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, age gap (reader is 18), dirty talk, kissing, fingering, blowjob, unprotected sex, rough sex, daddy kink, praise kink, size kink, spanking, orgasm denial, use of pet names
A/N: This is part 2 to @marvelobsessed134 request and thank you to the lovely anonymous person who asked for a part 2🩵 part 1 can be found in my Tommy Lee (Sebastian Stan) Master List
Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞
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You walked in the house with a smile on your face, quietly closing the door behind you. You froze when the living room light turned on.
“What time is it?” Tommy asks, taking an inhale from his cigarette.
“Almost 1am.” You answered.
“I thought I told you to come home before midnight.” He says, blowing smoke out of his mouth.
“You did, but mom said I could stay out late.” You tell him. “Besides, I’m 18 and I can do whatever the hell I want.” You say with attitude.
Tommy chuckles, putting his cigarette out in the ash tray that’s on the coffee table.
“Come here.” He says.
You slowly approached him. You yelped in surprise when Tommy grabbed your wrist and laid you across his lap. He bunched your dress up above your hips. You gasped when he ripped your panties off.
“Since you think you’re a big girl, then I’m sure you can take a spanking like one.” He says, rubbing his hand on your ass cheeks.
A whimper left your lips when he landed a harsh smack on your ass, your skin stinging. Another harsh smack was landed on your ass. He did that sixteen more times. By the time he was done spanking you, your ass was red as a cherry and your eyes were teary. Your pussy was also dripping wet. He practically manhandled you to get you to sit upright.
“Get on your fucking knees.” Tommy demands.
You practically scrambled off of his lap and got on the floor in between his spread thighs. You watched as he unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans, pulling down his jeans just enough for his hard cock to spring out. You couldn’t help but stare at his size. You knew he was big from what you felt earlier, but you didn’t know that he was this big.
“It’s not gonna suck itself.” He says, gesturing to his cock.
Your hand wrapped around his cock and pumped it a few times before you licked the underside of his cock from his base to his tip. You moaned when his precum got on your tongue. You wrapped your lips around his tip and slowly took his whole cock in your mouth. Tommy grew impatient. He placed his hand on the back of your head and pushed your head the rest of the way down. You gagged when his tip hit the back of your throat. The tip of your nose was practically touching his lower abdomen. He gathered your head, putting it in a ponytail. He helped you bob your head up and down on his cock. You placed your hands on his thighs, your nails digging in his skin. Tears rolled down your cheeks every time his tip hit the back of your throat. Drool pooled inside of your mouth and dripped out of the corner of your mouth.
“Tell me, baby girl…” Tommy starts. “Do you enjoy making me jealous?” He asks.
You tried your best to shake your head no.
“Then why did you make me jealous by going on that ridiculous date with that boy?” He asks.
A small laugh left Tommy’s lips.
“Oh that’s right. Your mouth is too full to answer.” He chuckles.
You whined around his cock, looking up at him innocently.
“Fuck…” Tommy panted, tilting his head back against the couch.
His grip on your hair tightened causing you to whimper. Tommy felt his orgasm start to build up. His hips moved upwards, thrusting in your mouth to chase his high. Soon his orgasm was nearing and he came in your mouth. Tommy let go of your hair and pulled his cock out of your mouth, tapping his tip against your lips.
“Swallow.” He says.
You swallowed his cum and opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue to show him that you swallowed all of it.
“Good girl.” Tommy praises. “Hands and knees.” He demands, pointing at the spot next to him on the couch.
You stood up from the floor, your knees red from being on the floor for so long. You got on your hands and knees next to Tommy, patiently waiting for him to make the next move. He maneuvered himself so he was face to face with your pussy. A loud gasp left your lips when Tommy licked a stripe from your clit to your entrance.
“God damn, I knew your pussy would taste good.” Tommy says.
You expected him to eat you out, but he didn’t. He unexpectedly slid two fingers in your pussy, earning a moan from you. You quickly grabbed the couch pillow in front of you, moaning into it so you didn’t wake your mom. Tommy’s fingers fucked you relentlessly. His fingers curled inside of you, almost immediately hitting your sweet spot. Your hands clutched the pillow. Tommy’s other fingers rubbed your clit fast. Your arms gave out on you and your chest was against the couch while your ass was in the air, on full display for Tommy. That created a new angle for Tommy’s fingers. You already knew that you weren’t going to last long with his fingers fucking you like this. Before you knew it, your orgasm was beginning to build up. Your pussy squeezed around his fingers, letting him know that you’re going to cum soon. Tommy stopped his movements with his fingers and abruptly pulled his fingers out of your pussy, making you whine in frustration. That earned you a smack on your ass.
“Stop your fucking whining.” Tommy says.
You felt Tommy moving behind you. He lined his cock at your tight entrance and thrusted his cock inside of you in one hard thrust.
“Tell me, baby…” He starts. “Did you let that boy touch what’s mine?” He asks.
“I let him kiss me.” You say quietly.
Tommy wrapped your hair around his hand and pulled you up so your back was against the front of his body.
“Daddy can’t hear you. Speak up.” He says.
“I let him kiss me.” You repeated, saying it a little louder.
“Is that all you two did?” He asks.
“W-We made out in his car.” You stuttered through a moan.
Tommy chuckles before letting go of your hair. His hand pushed you forward, your head hitting the couch pillow. His thrusts were relentless.
“You have no idea how much fucking trouble you’re in, baby.” He says.
Tommy grasped your hips tightly and began thrusting harder than he did earlier. The smell of sex filled the living room. You could feel every vein of his cock rubbing against your walls. Your moans were muffled by the couch pillow.
“You really thought you could get away with going out with that boy, huh?” Tommy says with jealousy in his voice.
“I-I- oh fuck!” You moaned in the pillow. “I can do whatever the hell I want.” You say, trying to sound confident which didn’t last long.
Tommy leaned over you, his chest touching your back.
“That’s where you’re wrong, sweetheart.” Tommy whispers in your ear. “You’re fucking mine.” He practically growls.
A loud moan was muffled by the pillow when his cock hit your sweet spot. You felt your orgasm building up again.
“D-Daddy, please let me cum!” You whimpered desperately.
“I don’t think so, honey. You’re not cumming till I do.” He says.
You whined in frustration again which earned you another harsh smack on your ass.
“What the hell did I say about whining?” He asks.
“Not to.” You say.
“Then quit your fucking whining before I give you something to whine about.” He says.
Pleasure took over your body and your legs began to shake. You felt your orgasm coming closer and closer to the edge, but you knew Tommy would deny you again if you said anything. His thrusts got sloppier when his orgasm was building up.
“Fuck…” Tommy moans.
After a few more thrusts, Tommy came inside of you. He reached his hand around to your front, blindly finding your clit and began rubbing it. Your pussy clenched around his cock.
“Cum.” Is all he says.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you moaned loudly into the pillow as you came harder than you did earlier. Your cum dripped down your inner thighs and soaked Tommy’s cock. His thrusts came to a stop and he pulled out. He watched as his and your cum mixture dripped out of your pussy for a moment before pulling his jeans up and buckling his belt, along with zipping and buttoning his jeans.
“Go get cleaned up and go to bed.” Tommy says, patting your ass.
You stood up from the couch, your legs a little wobbly.
“One more thing…” He stops you in your tracks. “You’re not seeing that boy again.” He says.
You just scoffed and went upstairs to your bedroom to change out of your dress and to clean up. Little did Tommy know that you have another date with that boy next Saturday. You were definitely going to enjoy making your stepdad more jealous than he already is.
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"It's shout AT the devil, not WITH the devil"
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Tommy talking about Mick in tommyland, thought y'all might wanna see it. Also if you read my post about Vince and Mick's relationship where I said that Tommy and Mick are often considered opposites, well then here's your proof their more similar then you think.
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“My child is completely fine” your child wants to get their back blown by a 60+ year old man with a former addiction problem
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Sebastian Stan’s filmography: 2019-2023
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…let’s just say I wanted to share my Pinterest adventures with you (っ- ‸ -)っ
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Hey! Thanks for answering my question<3
I saw that you have smut posted but if you don't want to write that I can request something sfw.
I'm also taking requests so feel free to message me <3
Request;
Can I have a Nikki Sixx smut where reader is Nikki's soft spot and he's an asshole to everybody but her, so when she's being a brat at soundcheck for the Dr. Feelgood tour he just takes her back to his dressing room and gives her some softdom punishment? Like praising and thigh riding and stuffs?
Thankies!! ^^
I HATE EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD BUT YOU, nikki sixx.
warnings: smut, thigh riding, blowjob, kisses, jealous!nikki, longfic (?), you and nikki have a long term relationship, praise, degradation, punishment.
author's note: hey bae! apologies for the delay. this is probably the longest thing i've ever written, i hope you don't mind. i don't have that much experience writing smut so I'm sorry if it didn't turn out the way you wanted! also, really liked your blog:) good read, kisses<3
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“— do you think...like...he's okay?” — tommy asked you, almost static as you two watched nikki argue with a random sound crew guy.
“— uhum.” — you muttered, with a carefree expression. you knew better than anyone how stressed nikki was lately. you were probably the only person who understood him, who understood how important that album was to him and how he was really trying. during the recording of the album, you waited for him at home late at night, just to listen to him and be able to help with what was possible.
even though vince, tommy and mick thought you didn't care much for his sudden humor outbursts, you were always keeping an eye on him. did you know that most of the time, he just started yelling at people on pure impulse, but still wanted to prevent something worse from happening.
and, well, the boys loved you like you were part of their “family”, from the moment they met you as nikki's new girlfriend, a few years ago, they knew you weren't like the others. you kept pace with nikki, but were still very responsible and decided, and that was exactly what he needed. the thing is: not even all that affection they had for you was able to make them not be confused by how nikki was with you compared to others. it was obvious to everyone that you were the love of his life, yet they still couldn't understand how he could be so sweet to you while being such an asshole to everyone else.
and that was exactly what tommy was thinking about when he didn't even notice the bassist approaching you two. but you notice, you took a deep breath and smiled as your eyes followed nikki's figure, relieved because he dropped the argument.
tommy winced, noticing the annoyed expression on nikki's face as he walked. before he could start thinking about the thousands of shit nikki would shout at him at that moment, he saw nikki's expression change instantly as he walked towards you.
“— hey, princess.” — he says to you as he passes by you two, not forgetting to leave a peck on your lips.
honestly, for the drummer, there was no logical explanation for what happened between you and your boyfriend. he starts to consider bringing the idea of always keeping you around to vince and mick, thinking it was the easiest way to deal with nikki.
tommy turned to where you were sitting next to him, wanting to tell you a joke about it, but you weren't there. he quickly scans the stadium and stage, trying to find you. he can see you running after nikki to the dressing room before the two of you disappear behind the curtains.
the boys were about 20 minutes waiting for nikki, they had agreed to meet in the stage in ten minutes, for soundcheck, but all they knew was that, according to tommy, you and him disappeared somewhere backstage to make out. mick, visibly irritated, prepared to grab his guitar and head back to the dressing room when the bassist finally appeared. he seemed calmer, it was evident for the stupid smile on his face and (your) red lipstick stains on his neck. the guitarist wants to punch him for how calm he looks even though he knows he is 20 minutes late.
by the time he arrives at his position on stage, you sit in another corner of the stage, a little away from the musicians.
"— so, are we starting this shit or what?"
they went through five songs before the first break (which happened because vince said he wanted to go over some more lyrics again). nikki slung the bass over her shoulder and looked at where you were a few minutes ago, recording the soundcheck. he remembers seeing you there at the beginning of the last song, but now, you weren't there anymore.
he looked back and saw tommy walking to the dressing room. he shouted, getting the drummer's attention.
“— tommy, have you seen yn around here?"
“— nah, man. she must have gone to get some water or something” — he said quickly and went back on his way.
nikki imagined the same and didn't care too much at first, walking to his own dressing room. at least, he didn't care too much until he saw where you were. or better, who you were with. when he looked at the door, a plate with his name carved behind you and a very familiar man. evan-fucking-decker. he stood there, watching, trying to figure out the possibility of evan decker showing up backstage at a mötley crue concert and meeting you.
so, evan was like a roadie for the band for a few years, a long time ago. things kind of ended with him when he and nikki had an little intense argument. years later, at a festival, they met again, but this time you and nikki were already together. your boyfriend was at least surprised when you and the blonde recognized each other. when you were alone again, you told him you met evan as teenager, at summer camp, and that you stopped talking after he confessed liking you.
normally, nikki didn't give a shit about things from the past, like relationships and stuff like that. however, nikki remembered one time talking to evan late at night, drinking and talking about their lives. he remembered evan telling about a girl he fell in love with when he was younger. he remembered the whole story, actually, including the part where he said he hoped to meet her again someday, maybe get a second chance. maybe that memory made him think he noticed something different in evan's look at you. after that day, you met a few more times, always at music-related events, but nikki always looked sulky when he saw that man's face. until today, you didn't knew why.
“— sixx! it's been so long!” — fuck. did he really have to talk to that guy?
nikki fakes his best smile as he walks up to you both, putting an arm around your waist and leaves a kiss on your cheek.
“— hey, evan, didn't know you would be here today!” — he said, trying to sound as friendly as possible as his hand lightly squeezed you waist.
“— ah, my friend is helping with the production. decided to stop by to visit an old friend.” — evan looked at you as he spoke, blushing a little.
you laughed as nikki tried very hard not to open that dressing room door and lock himself in there with you until he left. the feel of your head resting on his shoulder may have been what calmed him down.
“— so, hm..you are...like..” — he said, looking a little nervous when he noticed how close you and nikki were.
“— yes! for three years. you didn't knew?"
nikki thanks you for answering before him. for him, it was amazing the way evan's expression changed from excitement to disappointment. he wanted to laugh, looking like a bully kid at school.
“— no..hm, i heard something about it but i didn't believe.” — he said, kinda awkwardly .
“— why not?” — you asked, laughing, like it was a joke.
“— ah, you know...” — he chuckles — “— you are kind of opposite spirits.”
you got confused. in fact, one of the reasons you were attracted to nikki since the first time you saw him, it was how you felt he was the first person who shared the same thoughts as you. how you felt understood.
before thinking of an answer, you turned to your boyfriend, noticing how silent he was. something nikki didn't know about you is that you could read his thoughts just by hearing his voice on the phone. you always knew how he was feeling, and although there were few times he got jealous of you, did you notice his grip on your waist, almost possessive, and the look at evan, almost murderous.
you thought it was funny, and it was a good opportunity to get rid of the boredom you was feeling all morning. you quickly say goodbye to evan, pushing nikki into the dressing room.
“— finally.” — he says, taking a deep breath and sitting down on the couch. “— i can't stand that guy.”
you laughed as you closed the door. you went to the couch too, sitting on nikki's lap.
“— i can't believe you're jealous of a guy i haven't seen in almost three years.” — you said in a mocking tone as you settled into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“— apparently, three years wasn't enough for him to forget you.” — he rolled his eyes, trying hard not to give in to your touch.
“— why are you so affected by this?” — you asked as looked into his eyes. “— i didn't even remember his name. i'm not his friend since i was 15. i thought you were more confident..” �� you smiled, teasing him.
“— and i thought you were smarter.” — he said seriously, making you start to get annoyed at his childish behavior. “— honestly, he fucking asked if we are dating, when he knows we are, because you said it when he met us at that festival. he was literally waiting for you to say no so he could take you to the nearest bathroom and-”
“— fine! fuck it, i understood!” — you interrupted him, putting your hand over his mouth for him to stop talking — “— fucking gross, sixx.." — you said a little disgusted, wondering how he was going to finish that sentence.
he gently grabbed your wrist and removed your hand from his face. “— well, that's exactly what he wants, whether you like it or not. and, you know, i'm generally not a big fan of guys who want to try their luck with my girlfriend.”
you smile and hold back your laughter "— i'm not going to argue with you because you look really cute when you get all possessive." — you get closer, leaving a few kisses on his face.
and nikki tries to maintain that tough pose, but when he feels you so close, after 20 minutes away, and knowing that now he will have to spend at least an hour without touching you, it seems like pride just disappears. nikki has always been like this with you, but only with you. it was physically impossible for him not to treat you like a goddess 100% of the time. and he saw you like that, as a point of light and comfort in his mind, he absolutely adored you.
you giggle against his skin as you feel his fingertips caress your hips. you pull away and stare at him for a moment. god, nikki was the most beautiful man in the world, you were sure of that.
his redemption to your charms is sealed by the gentle kiss he leaves on your lips. he feels like he melts with the artificial strawberry taste on your lips, pulling you closer until it's impossible to deepen that kiss any further. but it was still gentle, the way he held you by your waist, or how he smiled when he felt you moan softly against his lips, it was gentle.
you wish it had lasted longer. in fact, if you had known that the conversation with evan would take up so much of the time that you and nikki could have been making out on the couch, you would've said goodbye before. but you only realized when mick's angry voice sounded through the dressing room.
“— seriously, sixx, feel free to get into yn's pants AFTER the show ends, preferably”
you realize that nikki is ready to shout some childishness at mick, but thinks it's not worth it. you two would have more time after soundcheck, right?
before he says anything, you grab his face and kiss him again. less time consuming, sweet enough to make him forget whatever he was going to yell at mick.
you get off his lap and he kisses you one last time before going back to the stage. a simple goodbye that can't hide how much you both wanted to not care about any of that and can simply extend that moment.
"— who's that?” — nikki heard tommy ask, but didn't even bother to answer.
actually, tommy didn't care, but he was a little worried about nikki. he saw the bass player standing still for the last 10 minutes after the sound check was over. he thought nikki was going to run into his arms, but he was just staring at you talking to some random guy from afar.
“— ...nikki?” — tommy put his hand on nikki's shoulder, surprised when he felt the bassist walk away abruptly in your direction. confused, he just turned around to sort out his own things.
so, contextualizing, maybe you felt a little bored after a long 20 minutes of lying on the couch and listening to the band practice. I mean, not that it was boring. you loved life on the road, and loved accompanying the boys on tour, but you just didn't do much more than watch the boys all day before going back to the hotel.
it started as a silly joke, you thought nikki didn't even notice. you told evan that you were sorry for saying goodbye so hastily, he just laughed and said he understood. you said a few things to see if he would continue the topic, which he did without hesitation. so, you weren't sure how long you had been here, briefly listening to everything evan was saying, nodding your head to pretend you were paying complete attention as you let yourself catch your eye on nikki on stage from time to time.
you caught him staring a few times, which was the only reason you stayed where you were. you thought it was funny that nikki thought nvan liked you, because besides thinking it was stupid, all you could think about was how impossible it was. he was a nice guy, but wasn't even close to being your type.
In fact, you weren't so sure you thought he was that nice when you felt something akin to relief at being pulled away from him. the weak grip of nikki's hand on your arm, pulling you back to the dressing room, makes you laugh as you look at your boyfriend's serious expression.
“— baby, what's that?” — you say, laughing softly, knowing that nikki's temper wouldn't last long.
and he doesn't answer you, just opening the door and slipping into the room with you again.
"— no, sincerely, what the fuck was that?" - he lets go of your arm, sitting on the couch while rubbing his temples.
"— it was your girlfriend talking with someone, stupid” — You said, testing his patience. you weren't trying to be mean to nikki, you were just interested in the consequences that would bring you.
“— oh no, don't act innocent. you weren't even paying attention to what he was saying!"
“— how do you know? you weren't there!” — you say, holding back a laugh.
ge leans back on the couch, looking at you. “— because not even when you try can you take your attention away from me, right?"
you smile and cross your arms, walking towards him. you slowly sit on his lap, searching for any trace of calm on nikki's face. the depth in his greenish irises is what makes you want to go all the way. you feel his hand go up from your knee to your thigh, you place your hand on top of his, caressing the tips reddened from the bass.
“— you are terrible at teasing” — you both laugh as you adjust yourself on his lap, facing him.
“— really? it's not how you reacted...” — you smiled mischievously as you felt his hands running around your waist.
you know you have what you wanted when you feel the hunger of his lips against yours. the desperate way he squeezes your waist, pulling you closer, wanting more. you moan against his lips during this, feeling the pressure of his leg against your intimacy as he guides your body closer to his.
you immediately feel like you should have held in that fucking moan, because the next one is even louder, when nikki purposely presses her thigh against your clothed pussy again. despite the layers of your clothes, the warm feeling that spreads through your body is not light and it makes you want to cry knowing that he would still tease you for a while longer.
"— that's what you were thinking this whole time, baby? all needy...” — he laughs. you try your best to focus on what he was saying, but you just can't. you feel your body needy, fighting for more contact with nikki's, at a point where it's all you can think about.
you run your fingers along the zipper of his pants, trying to undo it, but is interrupted by nikki's hand patting yours, scolding you.
“— uh-huh...not yet” — the smile he gives you says enough, he wants to see how far you'll go for this. honestly, you could kneel down and beg at that point, but along with the excitement, your ego stayed with you at that moment. "— i won't touch you yet, pretty thing. i want to see how you will relieve yourself now.”
"— nikki-” — you pant, not sure if you can handle his teasing right now.
“— what, honey? did you think i was going to give you everything so easily?” — he took your hand from his crotch, bringing it to his lips and leaving a chaste kiss. “— you will show me that you deserve it first. actually, we both know you don't, hm? but I'll give you what you want anyway, I'll just make you beg a little”
and that's exactly what he does, in that way that he knows turns you on. the cynical look and that provocative smile that never leaves his face as he follows your every move.
he has fun with it all. you let out a whimper of dissatisfaction as you grip his shoulders, revolted by the idea of having to reach your own climax even when your fucking boyfriend was beneath you.
you started with quick movements, using all the strength your sensitive body had at that moment to continue the movements up and down nikki's thigh.
you're sure that with every inch your sex travels against his leg, you get more wet. you try to hold back your moans, wanting to show some control in the situation, but it is impossible. you feel small at nikki's look, frustrated with how he was managing to control himself.
he controls himself well, biting his lip while an arm is around your waist, he looks serene despite the fact that he's holding himself back from ruining you on that couch.
and it was hard to control himself while you looked such a beautiful mess on him. the messy hair, the lip gloss smudged on the corner of the mouth, the shirt strap falling off your shoulder (which made him groan softly when he realized you weren't wearing anything under your shirt)
he could feel the tightness in his own pants as you moved more intensely, listening to the pornographic noises you made. he was sure he could hear it outside the dressing room, he just didn't really care. it wasn't like you could just let yourself care about it now, too busy pleasing yourself.
you pressed your face against nikki's neck, slightly muffling your moans, not like it helped. your whimpers turned into long moans, full of need. nikki understood why your moans became even louder against his skin, noticing how you are trying even harder to move.
“— what, princess? got tired of rubbing yourself like a little whore on me?" — he said mocking.
panting, you hold onto him tightly when you stop moving, feeling your pussy dripping with excitement. he leaves a slap on your ass before grabbing it, his big hands not being gentle at all as he brings his lips closer to your ear.
“— that's what you are, right, baby? my desperate little whore..."
you nod your head. “— i am.” — you whisper. It's funny to see how you struggle to hold onto his words, all to show yourself as his possession.
that's how he made you feel. his. his girl. his whore. all his. and this feeling you gave him, the feeling of possession, of having you, it was the purest confirmation that he was yours just the same.
"— you are, huh?” — he laughs. nikki's hand goes behind your neck, making you look at him. his gaze is deep as he brings his thumb to your lips, slightly parting them to stick a finger in your mouth.
you moan as you run your tongue against his finger. he trails kisses from your chest to your neck. then from your neck to your cheek, stopping at your earlobe.
“— get on your knees for me, princess.”
he takes his finger out of your mouth, lightly patting your cheek before leaning in to kiss you again. he kisses you hungrily, deeply, you reciprocate with the same intensity.
when his lips leave yours, you both know what's going to happen. he leans back on the couch as he watches you get off his lap and kneel between his legs. he smiles at the sight, stroking your hair as you look at him.
"— such a beautiful little thing..."
you don't want him to notice that you blushed at his comment, quickly turning her face and looking at his pants, undoing the zipper. his cock was visibly marked by his already tight leather pants. you hurry to take off his boxers.
you push the tip to your lips, giving kitten-licks while stroking the rest of his length. the moan that nikki lets out sounds relieved. he closes his eyes at the warm feeling of your tongue touching his member.
it doesn't take long for you to take all of him in your mouth. your hands rest on his thighs as you hum against his dick, feeling the tip going deeper, your tongue running from the tip to his balls. you were trying to take it slow, not choke, but your boyfriend didn't contribute much.
despite the loud moans, he wanted more. you were caught off guard when he grabbed your hair to press your face against his crotch, making you gag. you close your eyes and let out a soft moan that is muffled by his cock, trying your best to take deep breaths through your nose, the tip hits deep in your throat. You open your eyes when he softens his grip on your hair, pulling you back before rubbing the dick against your lips.
you moan and lick everything he puts within reach of your tongue. he lets you take a deep breath before pushing his cock into your mouth again, again and again.
“— fuck, that's a good girl. such a good girl for me, princess. taking me so good..."
you hear him moan as he fucks your mouth. you roll your eyes in pleasure at the sensation, feeling a little saliva drip from your mouth to your chest.
“— i'm going to cum so hard in that little mouth.” — he says, feeling the orgasm getting closer and closer. "— my fucking little slut, waiting for me to put you on your place.”
and you like being treated like that, you both know. going from a princess to a whore, making you feel even wetter every time he degrades or praises you.
all that hits you is nikki's loud, hoarse moan as you feel something hot running down your throat. he finally lets go of your hair as you feel his taste invade your senses. it's something fine between sweet and savory, but you couldn't say you don't think it's delicious.
“— so good, princess, so fucking good..." — he says breathlessly. you feel a hand caress your cheek before patting nikki's thigh, inviting you to sit there again.
you gather some strength in your body before practically throwing yourself on nikki's lap. he laughs and hugs your waist before pulling you closer, kissing you again.
he kisses you gently, making you whimper against his mouth every time he makes a move to deepen. the kiss is long, it allows nikki to feel his own taste in your mouth. when he pulls away, you lay your head on his chest.
the tip of your nose rubs against his neck, smelling a soft scent of men's cologne that comforts you and turns you on even more.
“— love you so much, my baby” — he says docilely as his fingertips run from your thighs to your crotch. “— did so good for me”
nikki's simple validation can make you groan, pleased with yourself for taking away his bad mood. “— love you more.." — you say as you lift your head to look at him, your noses touching.
your next kiss is still slow, but not like the other. it's wet, almost sloppy and you both can feel that sexual tension burning through your skin. you moan against his lips when you feel the tip of his finger passing between your legs, caressing your pussy through the fabrics.
“— needing some attention, right, princess?”
he feels your head bump against his shoulder as his hand runs down your pants. fuck, you're going to make a huge mess before this show even starts.
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MY CONTACT
I CAN'T FIND MY CONTACT
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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sergeantbarnessdoll · 11 days
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Okay…hear me out stepdad!tommy lee getting jealous seeing his (18 year old) step daughter getting ready for a date with a boy so he just fucks her rough and hard
Jealousy » Tommy Lee
Pairings: Stepdad!Tommy Lee x Stepdaughter!Reader
Summary: Tommy gets jealous when he finds out his 18 year old stepdaughter is going on a date.
Warnings: Smut (18+), language, age gap (reader is 18), jealousy, dirty talk, kissing, unprotected sex, rough sex, daddy kink, size kink, praise kink, spanking (once), use of pet names
A/N: Thank you for requesting @marvelobsessed134 🩵
Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.
Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞
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“What’re you doing?” Tommy asks, leaning against the doorframe to your bedroom.
“Getting ready for a date.” You tell him while putting the finishing touches of your makeup on.
“With who?” He asks with jealousy in his voice.
“The boy I met at the mall a few days ago.” You say.
Tommy scoffs before walking inside of your room, closing and locking the door behind him. You looked at him as he approached you.
“You’re not going on that date.” He says.
“Yes I am.” You argued.
He scoffed again and grabbed your arm, pulling you up from the chair you were sitting in while doing your makeup. He positioned himself behind you and bent you over your vanity table, moving your legs further apart.
“No you’re not.” He says.
Tommy bunched up your dress above your hips and pushed your panties to the side.
“Tommy, what’re you-” A yelp left your lips when he landed a harsh smack on your ass.
“It’s daddy to you, missy.” He says.
The sound of his belt and zipper sent tingles through your body. Tommy pulled down his jeans just enough for his cock to spring out. You gasped when he rubbed his cock between your wet folds. Tommy unexpectedly thrusted his cock inside of your pussy, a whimper fell from your lips. You tried your best to accommodate his size. The stretch hurt, but it also felt good
“S-So big.” You stuttered through a whimper.
“You can take it.” Tommy says.
Tommy’s thrusts were rough and hard. Your hands grasped the edge of your vanity table, your nails dug into the wood of it. You could feel every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls.
“You know…” He starts. “It’s funny to think I’d allow you to go on that date.” He says.
“I- fuck, daddy! I-I can do whatever I want.” You say through a moan.
“You can do whatever you want?” He chuckles. “Then that means you can take cock like a big girl, right?” He says.
“Y-Yes.” You moaned.
Tommy grasped your shoulder and pulled you up straight, your back against the front of his body.
“You really thought I’d let you out of the house wearing this?” Tommy says.
“It’s pretty.” You say, followed by a whimper.
“It is…” He starts. “But you look prettier with my cock inside of you.” He says in almost a whisper.
You could hear the jealousy in his voice. Pleasure took over your body and your head fell back against his shoulder.
“Nuh uh…” He lifted your head so you were looking in the mirror of the vanity. “You’re gonna watch yourself fall apart on my cock.” He says.
You watched in the mirror as your stepdad fucked you. Your hands grasped the edges of the vanity tighter, your freshly painted nails starting to chip a little bit the more you dug your nails in the wood of the vanity.
“Daddy…” You moaned, more in a whimper.
“Yea, baby? Tell daddy what you want.” He says huskily.
“More please!” You begged, not sure what you’re begging for.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll give you more.” He says.
One of Tommy’s hands slid down the front of your body, blindly finding your clit and began rubbing it. Your pussy squeezed around his cock at the feeling.
“Yes! Fuck, daddy!” You moaned.
“You like that, don’t you, baby? You like it when daddy plays with your little clit?” He asks, applying more pressure on your clit as he rubbed it.
“Yes!” You say more in a gasp.
You felt your orgasm coming closer and closer to the edge. It felt like a tidal wave was about to come crashing down on you.
“Daddy, can I-” A moan interrupted your sentence. “Can I cum please?” You begged.
“I don’t know. Can you?” Tommy says.
“Daddy, please!” You begged. “I’m being a good girl for you.” You say, trying to reason with him.
“Cum for daddy.” He says.
You tried your best to not to moan too loud as you came, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your knees buckled. Tommy wrapped one of his arms around your waist so you didn’t fall.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Tommy moans tilting his head back.
Tommy came inside of you a couple minutes after you came. His thrusts came to a slow stop. Both of you stood in front of your vanity panting for a moment before he pulled out of you, making you whine at the loss of his cock being inside of you. Tommy put his cock back in his boxers, zipping up his jeans and buckling his belt. He put your panties back in place and turned you around, giving you a hungry kiss before leaving your room. You took a moment to process what just happened. You made sure your hair and makeup looked good and rubbed your hands over your dress, smoothing out the material. You were putting your shoes on when you got a text from your date, saying that he was outside. You grabbed your purse and phone and went downstairs, heading towards the door before getting stopped by Tommy.
“Be home no later than midnight.” Tommy says.
“Leave her alone, honey. She’s a big girl.” Your mom playfully hit his arm. “Have fun and be safe.” She says with a smile.
You smiled at your mom and Tommy before walking out the door. Tommy went to the window and watched as you got in your date’s car and he gave you a kiss on your cheek. Tommy’s jaw clenched as jealousy took over him again. “You’re in trouble when you get home, baby.” Tommy thought to himself.
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doubletalkingmaeve · 9 months
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rockstars from the 80s have me by the neck, I need to be chained to a tree like a werewolf during a full moon
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