#daddy!lee bodecker x little!reader

[pahtoosh]

In one of your lates work lee said she is a brat.. can I request something based on this?

Like when she gets upset that HE her DADDY called her something mean . How does he earn her trust and forgiveness back? 🥺

airhead

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masterlist

18+

wc: ~1200 words

warnings: name-calling, lee gets very mad in this, apologies and tears with one reallyyy long hug. gets a little preachy at the end which i normally don’t vibe with but it felt appropriate for this au

a/n: i cannot even BEGIN to tell you how excited i was when i read this request! i tried writing it immediately but the story got away from me several times🤭 anyway today i managed to stay on track! woo! thank you so much, lovely anon. i hope you like this one🫶

pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader

summary: lee takes his frustrations out on you and accidentally calls you something mean

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“And look! Now Bingo Bunny has a hat to match his brown pants.”

“That’s nice, sweetheart-“

“Oh! I forgot his brown glasses too!” You ran back to your room to pick up yet another tiny accessory to show Lee. Ever since he got home an hour ago, you were running back and forth between his office and your room to show him your new treasures. Each toy had a story that reminded you of another toy which also had a story that connected to a totally different toy.

Lee sighed. He’d seen your entire toy collection by now. This little show-and-tell had started with the toys you bought by yourself today and devolved into a near encyclopedia of your entire collection.

Lee wanted to indulge your need for attention, but he needed to make one last phone call before he was officially done with work for today. Lee found he could never truly relax if he knew he had something to do or somewhere to be.

“I got the glasses! Look at Bingo, Daddy!” You held the bunny out and made him do a little dance.

“He’s lookin’ sharp, sugar.” He beckoned you over and leaned a little closer, then began to speak as if he were telling you a secret. You stopped buzzing for a moment to give Lee all of your focus, he knew just how to excite you and get your attention.

“Why don’t cha make a few more outfits for Bingo and do a fashion show for me later, yeah? Spend a long time on ‘em now. Make sure they’re perfect.”

“Okay, Daddy!” You left your daddy’s office once again, unaware that he was just trying to distract you.

Lee took advantage of this moment to swiftly lock his door and make the phone call. The sooner he could get this over with, the sooner he could be a proper daddy to you.

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What was supposed to be a ten minute call ended up getting to forty minutes. Lee and Deputy O’Connolly were trying to review the security plan for the county fair, but they kept running into issues. Lee was nearing the end of his rope.

“What kinda idiot put Burke and Smith on entrance security? Those two ain’t nothin’ but trouble. Put ‘em together and add the pretty girls entering the fair into the mix and the line’ll grow ‘till it’s near half a mile!”

“I tell ya, this is the last time I trust anyone else to do shift assignments,” Lee groaned.

The two men continued talking as they made edits to their respective paper copies of the security plan. Then, Lee heard your little hand trying to wiggle open his office door.

“Hold on a second.” Lee covered the receiver and shouted to you, “I’m a bit busy right now!”

You shouted a response, but your voice didn’t project as well as Lee’s and it was muffled by the door.

“I’ll be out later, bunny! Just give me ten more minutes!” Lee thought that was the end of it, but you continued shaking the doorknob and started trying to push the door in.

“For the love of- I’ll call ya back later, Deputy.” Lee hung up the phone and stomped to the door, opening it with a huff.

You were still leaning on the door, but you managed to find your footing after the wood abruptly slipped away from you.

“Oh! Daddy, hi!”

“What is it? Is there a fire?”

“I got Bingo all dressed up! Come look!” You tried pulling Lee’s hand so he’d follow you, but he stayed rooted in his spot.

“Not now, bunny. Daddy’s on a very important phone call.”

“But you said-“

“Well now I’m sayin’ ‘not now’, aren’t I? You know the rules. Ya can’t interrupt Daddy at work unless it’s an emergency and ya sure as hell can’t go around trying to break down every door that stands in your way!”

“I just wanted to show you my Bingo,” you said quietly.

“And I’ll look at him later, but right now I’ve gotta explain to Deputy O’Connolly why I hung up on him ‘cause you’re too much of a damn airhead to know what a locked door means!”

You froze in front of Lee, too stunned to react.

He closed his eyes and ran a hand over his face. “Shit. Baby, I-“

Before Lee could continue, a whimper made its way out of your mouth, breaking you out of your trance and allowing you to run away.

Your daddy watched as you sped into your room and shut the door. He felt pathetic for taking his anger out on his baby. The sheriff wasn’t used to the feeling of white-hot anger and shame rolled into one. These weren’t the actions of the man he prided himself on being.

Lee took a few deep breaths before trying to open your door. You’d taken a page out of his book and locked it this time. You didn’t usually do this. Even when you were upset, you’d leave it unlocked, not even thinking to keep Lee out.

“Bunny, please open the door. Daddy wants to say somethin’ to ya.” Lee leaned his head on the door.

“Daddy gonna say somefin mean ‘gain!” you sobbed.

“No I’m not, I wanna apologize to ya.” Lee sighed. “I’m gonna get the key to your door okay? I need you to hear this.”

“No! No! Don’t wanna hear anything! Just leave me alone!”

Lee’s heart broke at the realization that he had lost your trust. He was your daddy. He was supposed to love you unconditionally and protect you from people who said mean things: people like him.

A tear slid down Lee’s cheek. “Baby, I’m sorry,” he said, his voice cracking slightly. “Daddy’s so fuckin’ sorry he said those mean things to ya. You’re not an airhead. You’re my smart, sweet, beautiful baby. I don’t deserve a perfect little thing like ya.”

Lee leaned against the wall. He was willing to wait as long as it took for you to let him in. To his surprise, not a minute later were you bursting through the door and wrapping your arms around him.

“Hey there, bunny. There’s my sweet baby,” Lee cooed.

You were still crying as you clung onto him. Lee continued soothing you with his words and touch.

“I know, I know.”

“Daddy’s so sorry, baby.”

When the last sobs left your body, Lee apologized again. It wasn’t perfect. Lee was never great with words. But it was soft and real. A gentle whisper in your ear while he hugged you so tight that you felt his tummy rumble with each passing syllable.

“I forgive you, Daddy.”

“You don’t have to, bunny. Daddy was awful to ya. Give me some time to make things right.”

You shook your head against his chest. “I forgive you,” you repeated, stubbornly.

Lee was at a loss for words. How could he ever repay your love? He settled for kissing your forehead and lingering for a moment. He thought about how lucky he was to have you and, for the first time in a while, Lee prayed. He prayed to someone, anyone, that he’d be able to make this up to you.

#lee bodecker x little!reader #daddy!lee bodecker x little!reader #gn!little!reader #oneshot #angst #fluff #sfw age regression #agere fic #littlespace fics #airhead #toosh writes #requests

[stevesbestgirl]

Agere Masterlist

Please see under the cut for my masterlist of age regression fics. None of these fics contain graphic sexual content, but they may still have dark themes. Please be warned, all fics on my main masterlist are not SWF. Please pay attention to content warnings and consume at your own discretion.

Because it needs to be said, no one has my permission to translate or repost my fics anywhere.

Key:

🔥 - smut

❤ - fluff

💀 - angst (always with a happy ending because I am soft)

💫 - my favorites

Fathering (Domestic!Stucky, (f)Child) ❤

Part 1

Their Girl (Soft!Dark!Daddy!Stucky x Little!Reader) ❤💀 - Completed

Season 1:

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 - Finale

Christmas Special

Season 2:

Game Day Safe

Out of the Pan (Dark!Daddy!Lee x f!Reader)💀

-> Into the Fire (Soft!Dark!Daddy!Lee x f!Reader)💀 ❤

Evaluation (Daddy!Bucky x f!Reader)  💀 ❤

20/20 (Mommy!Nat x GN!Little!Reader)

Hostage (Soft!Dark!Daddy!Ransom x Little!F!Reader)

#agere #age regression #daddy!stucky x little!reader #mommy!nat x little reader #daddy!ransom x little reader #daddy!lee bodecker x little!reader #daddy!lee x little!reader #daddy!stucky #daddy!ransom #daddy!lee #mommy!nat #little!reader #masterlist #mine

[leebodeckerscockslut]

Small lee hc

I feel like lee has a little OCD when it comes to his home except when he's drunk or feeling down

Loves head scratches, no doubt

#1 Cuddler

Likes when you do something before he asks

FAMILY MAN (but only to family that deserves it)

Has a lot more kinks then ppl expected him to have and more than he expected to have

Closed minded unfortunately but I think you could persuade him

Would kill for you

8/10 on the darkness scale (the remaining 2 is his softness that he's saving for his s/o)

I feel like he wouldn't want kids but loves the idea of his s/o all round and full of his baby (claiming)

Goes ape shit crazy when you're not home and he is

Loves when you randomly drop by at the station

Office sex.

Likes to hear begging 🤝 his s/o always wanting something

Definitely gets obsessed with his s/o time and time again

Could sleep for hours on end but is still a work-aholic

Likes when you put up a little bit of a fight

Wouldn't open up on how he feels unless he trusts you with his life

Horny 98% of the time

Loves his alone time and can dine alone

He's an introvert but forces himself to be an extrovert

His image is more important over anything and sometimes over his s/o (but will make up for it)

He loves taking care of his s/o. Wants them only dependent on him

He's lowkey daddy!lee and wants a little

Wants his s/o fully obsessed over him

Stubborn and hard headed and won't admit he's wrong bc of his ego/pride unless it's towards his s/o and if his s/o is upset but even then it's rare

I might do more of these

Idk

#leeblurb #lee bodecker #daddy!lee bodecker x little!reader #leehc #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker x reader

[angelbaby-fics]

Winter Wonderland

Pairing: Daddy!Lee Bodecker x Little!Reader

Word Count: 850

A/N: In my drafts, this was originally titled "Lee's Country Christmas", but I realized the fic itself doesn't actually have much to do with Christmas but rather winter... so I wanted to save the title for another one perhaps 🤔 hehe y'all know I'm always soft for that big soft sheriff daddy hehehe 💕

Lee made sure you were bundled up tight, ever the protective caregiver. He didn’t care about most people, not long ago he didn’t even care about himself, but he’d burn the world down just to keep you warm. You were practically immobilized by the amount of shirts and coats and stockings and scarves wrapped around you as you braced to face the snow. Your knees could hardly bend as you waddled out into the winter wonderland outside your shabby little home. Lee followed, leather sheriff’s jacket zipped up to his chin, his cheeks flushed red in the cold. 

Normally, Lee would have no interest in even leaving his bed on a day like this. Before you, he’d have stayed in bed all afternoon, rousing only for a cup of coffee with a little kick in it to keep him warm. But how could he ever say no to your big eyes and excited voice when you woke up to the snowfall outside? Even though he’d tried to pull the covers up over his head as you bounced on the mattress next to him, Lee found your smile even warmer than his bed, now the outdoors didn't seem so cold. 

When you plopped onto your bottom down in the middle of the yard, Lee got worried. He ran over to you, flailing in the snow, but as he got closer he found what he’d thought were distressed cries were in fact giggles of joy. You were making a snow angel, or at least trying to, as your excitement got the better of you and it turned into more of a snow-mess. He still praised your hard work, to Sheriff Bodecker it was the prettiest angel he’d ever seen. You were his little angel, after all.

Lee had opted not to make a snow angel, deciding he’d rather keep his clothes dry. Not on your watch! Didn’t he know you couldn’t have a proper snow day without a snowball fight? You waited until his back was turned, a rare opportunity since gazing at his babydoll was a favorite pastime of the sheriff’s. A bright red cardinal perched on the bare branches of the big oak tree, and Lee couldn’t take his eyes away as it preened its crimson feathers. That’s when you got him. 

The snowball smacked against Lee’s back and exploded into a burst of white. The sudden disruption nearly knocked him off his feet and sent flecks of ice down his collar. Scowling, he whipped around, ready to tell off whatever neighborhood menace was trying to start war, but his expression softened when he saw you giggling behind mittened hands. Shaking his head, he bent down to scoop up a ball of softly packed retaliation. Careful not to hurt you, even the slightest bit, even on accident, he chased you through the yard until he was close enough to splat the snowball right on your little woolen hat. Then, he picked you up and spun you around, his eyes not leaving yours as he set you back down in the snow. The tip of his nose was bright red.

“Angel, I’m gonna go inside and work on supper. You wanna play for a few more minutes?”

You nodded eagerly and went to busy yourself in an extra snowy patch of yard while Lee headed inside. He could still see you through the kitchen window as he turned the stove on under a saucepan. He didn’t consider himself a particularly smart man, but he knew that winter days went perfectly with hot soup. It wasn’t much, a couple cans of store-bought chicken noodle on the stove, but he added extra salt and a pinch of paprika, and when he ladeled it into two bowls, he put a sprig of rosemary on top to make it more special. He set the table, a big bowl and spoon for him and little ones for you, then opened the front door to call you back in. 

Lee caught you as you barrelled through the doorway, saving the house from a barrage of wet footprints. He freed you from your coats as you pulled yourself out of your boots. Now in just your dry underclothes and stockings, your daddy picked you up and carried you over to your highchair at the dining table, strapping you in before he took his own seat. He fed you first, taking bites for himself while you drank from your bottle. After a long day of outdoor play, you were nearly falling asleep into your bowl by the time you had emptied it.

Big strong hands lifted you out of your highchair and carried you over to the couch. You struggled to keep your eyes open while Lee settled himself into the sofa, before he pulled you into his lap and wrapped a throw blanket around your shoulders. The soup had settled warmly in his tummy and you didn’t hesitate to make it your pillow. Lee’s hands traced shapes all across your back as you let yourself drift off into dreams of a winter wonderland.

#little!reader #agere fic #lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x little!reader #cg!lee bodecker #daddy!lee bodecker #chloe's fic

[littlelioncub43]

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!

Kisses 💋

—K

Series Masterlist

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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[bunnyscraft]

Lee Bodecker Master-list

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Bambi Eyes: (Series)

Summary: Lee knows he’s a bad man, but that only makes it easier doing bad things to get his good girl.

Warnings: Dub-con, Dark!Lee, Innocent!Reader, daddy kink, Stalking, kidnapping, future smut,

୨🌸୧ ﹒࿔ Part (One)

୨🥮୧ ﹒࿔ Part (Two)

୨🐰୧ ﹒࿔ Part (Three)

୨🍌୧ ﹒࿔ Part Four (coming soon)

More fics coming soon !!

#lee bodecker x female reader #dark!lee bodecker #Daddy!Lee Bodecker #sebastian stan smut #dark!sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #daddy!bucky x little!reader #dead dove do not eat #Lee Bodecker Masterlist #Gossip Bun 💋 #bucky barnes smut #bucky barns fanfiction

[nickfowlerrr]

Would you rather:

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

it's no secret

pairing: dbf!lee bodecker x curvy!reader

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

words: 3.7k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And he was right. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God, was he wrong. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Lee, please,” you moan with a pout.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He sighed contentedly as you turned into him. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“How would she possibly know that?”

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

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

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

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

“There a problem with that?”

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

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

“More as in, like, dating?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes, Daddy.”

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[lanabuckybarnes]

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

Ask and thee shall receive!

Breeding Bitch

18+ MINORS DNI

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

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

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x Reader

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

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

Word Count: 1.2k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You stopped, hands hanging painfully from the cuffs.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Here’s your payment~

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🔞𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊/18+ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄!🔞

𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀��𝐃 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓.

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🌸𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 1🌸:

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3rd 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉

ft cop boyfriend steve rogers x girlfriend reader.

dry humping and praising

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5th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹 

ft jock jake wyler x naive reader.

glory hole and corruption/innocence

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7th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝓌𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 

ft roommate colin shea x roommate reader.

voyeurism

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9th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 

ft sheriff lee bodecker x criminal reader.

face-fucking and cum eating

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🌷𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 2🌷:

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10th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝒶𝓏𝑒𝒹 

ft tutor jake jensen x student reader.

cream pie and breeding kink

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12th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒 

ft step-dad johnny storm x step-daughter reader.

exhibitionism

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14th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 

ft neighbour lloyd hansen x neighbour reader.

dubcon

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16th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 

ft boyfriend chris evans and his best friend sebastian stan x girlfriend reader.

sharing kink and cuckolding

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🍄𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 3🍄:

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17th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓁 

ft camboy ransom drysdale x camgirl reader.

spanking and being recorded

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19th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒 

ft best friend’s brother curtis everett x inexperienced reader.

somnophilia

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21st 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 

ft coach lance tucker x assistant coach reader.

overstimulation and semi-public sex

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23rd 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 

ft doctor steve kemp x patient reader.

dacryphilia and knife kink

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💗𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 4💗:

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24th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁 

ft boss bucky barnes x co-worker reader.

fingerfucking

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26th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 

ft caregiver frank adler x babysitter reader.

cockwarming

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28th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎 

ft lawyer andy barber x naive reader.

daddy kink and thigh riding

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30th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 

ft were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader.

monsterfucking, public sex and sex pollen

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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓌𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 

ft daddies ari levinson, nomad steve rogers, curtis everett. their best friends bucky barnes and andy barber and reader’s teacher jake jensen x little student reader.

group sex, begging, voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sir kink, semi-public sex, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, sharing kink, cum eating, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, nipple play, spit kink, hair pulling, squirting, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cuckolding, aftercare, being recorded and teasing

this fic is dedicated to @junipermuses without her, it wouldn’t exist💗

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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 2 - 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen and his best friend johnny storm x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, aftercare, exhibitionism and teasing

also this one @junipermuses 💗

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31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 3 - 𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen, his best friend johnny storm, neighbours ari levinson, andy barber and their brothers curtis everett and frank adler x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, cuckolding, fingerfucking, group sex, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cum eating, aftercare, teasing, spit kink, semi-public sex, begging and exhibitionism

and this being part 2 of lavender dreams, dedicated to @junipermuses 💗

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[sweeterthanthis]

Your Guilty Pleasure

Pairing: Stepdad!Lee Bodecker x 18+F!Reader

Summary: A girl’s journal is sacred. Full of secrets and fantasies that she doesn't intend for anyone else to see. What happens when the person you long for most discovers yours?

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, stepcest, daddy kink, infidelity, humilation, petnames (babylove, sugar, daddy), invasion of privacy, virgin reader, fingering, pussy eating, vaginal sex, blood play, very light tones of dubcon, coercion, innocence and corruption kink if you squint, a little fluff, a tiny sprinkling of breeding kink, and Lee’s filthy mouth. 18+.

Word Count: 5.4k

A/N: Thank you @navybrat817 and @dreamlessinparis for letting me screech about this, and for encouraging my hoe ways, and to @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog for beta'ing. I love you all!

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Dear Diary, 

I’m in trouble. I thought it was just a stupid crush, that it would go away eventually and I'd be able to sit across from him at dinner without feeling shy or anxious. It's bad enough that I have to be under the same roof as him sometimes, but tonight is worse. So much worse.

I can hear her screeching. I bet he hates that. He doesn't seem like the kind of guy to enjoy the screaming type. Too superficial. I'm such an idiot. How would I know? Like I have any clue what he likes. Can't they keep it down? 

I can't stop thinking about him. About what it feels like to kiss him. He's hugged me before, but I wanna know what it feels like to be held by him, ya know? When my mom told him he needed to watch his figure at dinner, I wanted to stand up for him. I wanted to tell her that I think he's perfect just the way he is. She doesn't even seem to like him most of the time. 

It's Friday night, and I'm laying in bed listening to my crush fuck my mom. How screwed up is that? Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine it's me he's fucking. It's okay, because it's not like I'm ever gonna tell him or do anything about it. If I can't have him, I can at least have my fantasies, right? I can keep them here. Nobody will ever read this. I'll make sure of that. 

I keep thinking about showing up at the police station. Bringing him lunch maybe. Mom never does that. I think about how happy he'd be to see me, and how much he'd appreciate the thought. But it never stops there. 

I think about him locking his office door and confessing his feelings to me. How he'd tell me that it's me he wants. That I'm pretty and he's been desperate to get me alone for months. I think about him kissing me, about what his tongue would feel like in my mouth. God, I'm wet just from thinking about it. I want him to take me. I want him to fuck me. 

Nights like this one are rare. They don't have sex very often. Fucking walls are cardboard thin in this house so I'd know if they were humping like rabbits. But the jealousy I feel having to listen to them makes me want to throw my goddamn journal out the window. I can hear him pounding her. Would he be gentle with me? Or would he fuck me even harder? 

I guess I'll never find out, will I? He's my stepfather. It's never gonna happen. 

"God-fuckin'-damnit," Lee grunts, fist wrapped around his throbbing cock as it begins to soften in his grip - the pages of your journal glistening with pearly drops of his come, bleeding into black ink. 

He thinks about trying to wipe the pages clean, but the ever present devil on his shoulder tells him not to. Closing the journal and slipping it back into your pillowcase, he wipes his sticky palm on your comforter and tucks himself away. 

Lee wonders if you know he takes a quiet moment with your memoir every chance he gets. That he gets off to the thought of you touching yourself over him. He doesn't know how much longer he can restrain himself, especially when you turn into a delicate, doe-eyed doll whenever you're in his presence. He has wondered why you always look so taken with him, and now that he knows, the thought of experiencing your body for himself rather than reading about all the things you want him to do to it on paper is too strong to push away. 

Dear Diary, 

This morning when I was washing up after breakfast, he brushed up against me. And I felt..it. I heard the little noise he made. At first I just thought I was imagining things, but now I’m not so sure. And he called me ‘sugar’ this morning. ‘Thank you, sugar’, he said. He’s never called me that before. What does it mean? I know it’s wrong. I know I shouldn’t want him like..that. But he’s just so..I don’t even know. He’s not like other boys. He’s not a boy at all. 

Am I going crazy? I feel like I’m going crazy. Mom left for work earlier than usual today. I think they were fighting about something. I tried to listen in, but I couldn’t hear what they were arguing about. I’ve spent the evening trying to stay out of (Lee’s) his way.

My underwear drawer was open when I got home. The new panties I bought are missing, too. I don’t think my mom would take them. Is that what they were arguing about? Does she know that I’ve been having these thoughts? If she did, she’d march me down to church by the collar of my dress. 

I don’t know if I can go back downstairs tonight. I’m not scared of him, I just..I don’t trust myself not to say something stupid, ya know? He’s the Sheriff. He’s not an idiot. Speaking of, he’s been wearing that damn uniform around the house more than usual and it’s driving me crazy. He always used to come home, shower and change immediately. Not anymore. Now he wears it until bedtime. It’s like he knows what it does to me. He doesn’t even take off that stupid utility belt, and I think he might know that I..

The light rapping of knuckles on your bedroom door makes you jump, snapping your journal shut as you shuffle up towards the pillows on your bed. You panic. There’s only one person it can be. Your mom isn’t due home until at least midnight. Just as you open your mouth to speak, the door clicks open. He stands there in your doorway, his thumbs hooked through his belt loops as he rolls back on his heels slightly. 

“What’cha doin’, sugar? Been awful quiet tonight,” he hums, narrowing his gaze at you as it drops to the journal hugged tight against your chest. You swear he almost smirks upon seeing it, slowly dragging his eyes back up to your face as he takes a few steps forward. “Holdin’ onto that thing for dear life. You got some secrets in there you don’t want your momma to know about?”

“No,” you bark a little too hastily, and he chuckles. His fingertips glide across the comforter draped at the end of your bed, his lips twitching into a smirk at the sight of your freshly painted toenails. You didn’t choose the cherry red polish because it was his favourite colour, the same colour has his favourite candy. Or at least that’s what you told yourself when you reached for it without a single thought to any other colour on your vanity earlier that night. “What-what were you and mom fighting about before?” 

Lee raises his eyebrows at you, shaking his head with a lopsided grin as he moves to perch on your bed. You shuffle nervously, tucking your legs beneath you to keep some distance from him. He’s too tempting. You can’t keep your thoughts under control when it comes to him at the best of times, let alone when he’s so close to you. 

“Nosy, ain't ya?” He teases, turning to face you, looking down at the worn notebook in your grasp once again. Goosebumps rise on your bare legs as you subconsciously tug at the hem of your night dress. Lee’s cool, penetrating stare is enough to set your skin on fire. He doesn’t give you the explanation that you asked for, instead humming as if amused, his fingers reaching for the confessional in your hands. You hold it tighter, your fingertips digging into the cover and your pulse thumping in your eardrum. “Since when did we start keepin’ secrets from each other under my roof?”

He can’t be serious. Your panicked eyes flit from his hand, to your chest and back again. A frantic shake of your head has him hushing you, his tone deceptively soothing as his touch lingers on the back of your hand. "I'm not keeping secrets, I swear. It's-it's my diary. Nobody's ever read this."

The grin that Lee shoots your way unsettles you somewhat, a knowing look on your face that has you wanting the ground to split open and swallow you whole. He can't have. There's no way he would've. There's no way he can know. "N-no. You haven't. You wouldn't." 

"I won't tell nobody what you've been cookin' up in that pretty head a'yours," he tells you softly, his palm settling at your ankle and giving it a little squeeze. God this, cannot be happening. You should have been more vague. You can't even try and deny that what you've written is about him. It was stupid of you to think that nobody would ever find it. "Gotta say, I'm kinda flattered, sugar. Ain't had a pretty little thing like you go all doe eyed over me in a long, long time." 

The compliment goes straight to your gut, warmth spreading to your core as you clench your thighs tightly and hope to god he doesn't notice. But he does. He notices everything, apparently. That's why you're in this predicament. 

"I'm not-," you stutter, feeling your cheeks heat up at his praise-like condescension, "I'm not 'doe eyed'. It's just a stupid crush. I didn't mean it." 

Lee clicks his tongue against his teeth with a smile, calloused palm gliding up towards your kneecap. You're frozen beneath his touch. You should move. You know you should move and tell him to get out. Threaten to call your mom and tell her what's happening. 

You don't.

"Oh, you didn't mean it, huh? Tell me," he pauses, sidling closer up the bed until he's seated next to your thighs, "what exactly were you writin' when I knocked on your door?"

Your tongue feels heavy in your mouth, and if you weren't holding onto your book of secrets so tight, you're pretty sure your hands would be shaking. You're torn. Torn between throwing all caution to the wind and living out your deepest fantasy and telling him to get the hell out of your room. Your cunt has already made her decision, fluttering and drenched from the slightest of touches at his rugged hands. 

"You're not shy are you, sugar?" He asks, walking his fingertips up over your bare thigh as his steely, cobalt stare eats you up from the inside out. Your nipples pebble against the thin cotton of your night dress, and the little groan that escapes from his throat at the sight has you clenching once again. "C'mon. Read it. Wanna hear how much of a silly crush you got on me." 

You shake your head from side to side defiantly, gritting your teeth as you grow more frustrated by his playful insistence. His hand settles, fingers nestled at the crease of your thighs and digging into your skin. They're trembling. They want to fall open for him, and it's taking everything in you to stop them from doing so. 

"Would it help if I wasn't starin' right at you?" He asks, as if that's the issue. He's not joking around at all, and for some reason, you're almost glad. Even if the last thing you want to do is read a single sentence about him from your diary. You tuck your bottom lip between your teeth as you shrink back against the headboard, thighs parting as you go. "Tell ya what, I'll go easy on ya. You show me what you were writing and I'll show ya my favourite entry, how 'bout that?"

"Your favourite..how long have you been reading this?" you ask him mortified, shaking his touch from your skin as you shuffle up onto your knees and hide your journal behind your back, out of his reach. 

Lee doesn't even flinch at your melodrama, instead loosening his tie and dragging his knuckles across the bedspread towards you; the tip of his index finger grazing your knee. He looks you dead in the eye, a look of intent lingering behind those pretty eyes. "I've read every single page, sugar. So ya see, there's no use hidin' away from me now. I know what you've been thinkin' 'bout."

Your mind wanders back to a few days ago, the night you caught him exiting your bedroom on your way back from washing up for the night. Your cheeks are hot, brow scrunching together as you internally debate your unlikely situation. You should want to scream at him, rage and cry over the fact that he invaded your privacy like this. That’s what your brain is telling you to do; the sensible part of your brain, at least. But your pussy? The way it dampens your inner thighs and aches to be touched by him? She just wants his attention, no matter the form it comes in. 

Lee’s brows arch in slight surprise as you slowly hold out your hand to him, giving him permission to take the diary from you and read your latest lovesick confession about him. You watch as he flicks to the last written page, a slow, sly smile curling on his plush lips. Tugging on your fingers, you wait. 

“Well, ain’t you the sweetest thing. Sounds like that crush you got ain’t so little after all is it, sugar?” He teases you, his eyes scanning the page once more before he flips back a few entries; handing it back to you as you take it with shaky hands. “Now this one; this one’s got me curious.” 

You want to sink into your mattress, your eyes struggling to read a single sentence of it coherently. Lee chuckles, his fingers toying with the hem of your nightdress. Maybe he’s drunk, you think. He doesn’t smell like bourbon though. Too early for him to be drunk. The semi cohesive part of your mind attempts to reason your way out of it, but the overwhelming desire to live out the fantasies you’ve been pouring over every night is too strong to ignore. 

“Get yourself comfy. Been a while since anyone’s read me a bedtime story,” he grins, and you roll your eyes at his incessant ribbing. Admittedly, albeit in a strange way, it makes you feel at ease somewhat. You do as he says, leaning back against your pillows and stretching your legs out on the bed in front of you. Lee tilts his head to the side, widening his eyes a touch as he silently urges you to obey his shameful command. “Go on, now. From the beginnin’.”

You pull your knees up to your chest, the vivid exposure that you’re about to give him making his eyes glint with anticipation. “D-Dear Diary..” you trail off, looking up from the page to him and training your eyes back down again, “I heard some boys talking at the diner today. Boys are disgusting and selfish,” you read quietly, shuffling your feet against the comforter as Lee nods for you to continue, his fingertips dancing over your shin and causing you to suppress a shudder. “They said-” you pause, nipping at your bottom lip with your teeth as your heart beats like a kickdrum in your chest, “they said boys aren’t supposed to eat pussy.”

Lee lets out a tsk of disapproval, his fingers hooking beneath your knee. His touch is firm and cool against your clammy skin, and it takes every ounce of composure within you to regain your concentration and continue. “They said that they’d never do it, because that’s not what girls are for.” Anger bubbles in your belly as you remember the way they laughed, egging each other on. “I wonder if they’re right. Afterall, whenever I’ve heard my momma and her friends talking about sex none of them have ever mentioned that.”

“Do you think those boys are right, sugar?” he interrupts, moving closer as the heat from his body seeps against yours. He smells like leather and rain, and you can’t help but clench your thighs once again and gulp. His eyes tell you exactly where he’s going with his, devouring you as the silence ticks on. 

“I mean, well, maybe?” you mumble, fiddling with the corner of the page and watching as it curls upwards. His arm hooking beneath your leg makes you gasp and Lee’s stare rolls up to meet yours. He doesn’t say a word, instead tugging your body closer to him as your legs part of their own free, and eager, will. His fingers stroke at the damp flesh of your inner thigh, and you whimper at the motion. Any moment now, you’ll wake. It’ll all have been a dream. But your dreams never felt quite like this. Bravery sparks in your gut. “D-Do boys eat pussy?”

“No babylove,” he hums, and the term of endearment has you swooning internally. Lee sinks to his knees next to your bed, pulling you to the edge of the mattress with him, his big hands spreading your legs wide and his eyes hungrily soaking in the sight of your cotton covered cunt. “Boys don’t eat pussy. Men do. Keep reading.” 

You’re speechless, wide-eyed and strung up inside at the way he talks, the way he looks at you. Like you’re a 8 course tasting menu and he’s about to indulge. You roll your hips just a little, a quiet gesture of consent should he choose to accept it. “I-I wonder if he’d eat my pussy. Probably not. I wouldn’t even know where to look, having somebody down there. What if it’s not..pretty?” 

“Oh, it’s fuckin’ pretty. I know it’s pretty.” You gasp when he curls two fingers beneath the gusset of your panties, slowly peeling them to the side and exposing your aching, virginal cunt to his gaze. This isn’t happening, you think to yourself, mouth gaping while you watch him nuzzle his face against your thigh; dragging his nose across the sensitive pearl between your legs. “Knew you’d smell good, babylove. Sniffin’ those sweet, little panties a’yours just ain’t the same as the real thing.”

“L-Lee..” you whimper, your feet digging into the sheets as your body works on instinct to try and put some space between the two of you. You knew someone had been in your underwear drawer. You’re trapped between his mouth and the headboard, your breaths heavy as he looks up from between your legs. “C’mon now, sugar. Ain’t got to the best part yet.”

“W-would he like the way I taste-oh!” His tongue flattens against your cunt, the sound it makes sending sparks straight to your gut, slick between your folds as your hole clenches against the wet muscle. You feel dizzy, your vision blurring from the sheer disbelief coursing through your veins. 

“Fuckin’ delicious. Better’n candy. Keep readin’,” he grumbles, slurping at your cunt and swiping the tip of his tongue back and forth across your clit. The fact that he’s expecting you to continue while you try to remain composed is maddening, but you push through. 

“I’ve heard him-fuck-heard him with my mom. He knows what he’s doing. Sometimes I think about him coming into my room at night and slipping beneath my sheets. I wanna know what it feels like to have his mouth on me,” you confess, letting your head fall back against the headboard. It’s too good. Too much. Not fucking enough. Lee’s hands grip your thighs roughly, spreading them wide open so he can get his fill. You whine shamelessly as he nuzzles his face from side to side against your drenched pussy, his cheeks glistening with your slick. “Please, can’t read anymore.”

“Jus’ a little bit more, babylove. Do it for daddy,” he smirks, his teeth grazing your fleshy mound. Your eyes bulge, a lump forming in your throat at the title he’s taken for himself. The title you gave him. Lee presses the tip of his index finger against your untouched hole, circling it and spreading your arousal up towards your clit. “You wanna be good for me, don’t ya? Know you do. One last lil’ bit and I’ll give ya what you want.” 

You release your bottom lip from between your teeth, blowing out a shaky breath and doing your best to fulfill his wishes. Even with his lips suckling at your pussy lewdly and your hips bucking down against his face. “I know he’s s’posed to be my daddy now, but I don’t care. I want him. I want him to take my virginity. I just want him to notice me. ” 

The air is still, his lustful assault halted as he wipes his damp cheek against your leg, his greedy eyes never straying from your own. “You want me to pop that little cherry, babylove, or are you still gonna try tellin’ me it’s jus’ a lil’ crush?”

The speed in which you toss the journal aside surprises him, but you’re riddled with fiery lust and you can’t wait any longer. Your fingers grip his collar, impatiently tugging him up your body, the soft bulge of his belly pressing against your cunt. 

You think of all the times you’ve willed him to kiss you, all the times you’ve secretly wished to be beneath him like this. Your hands settle either side of his throat, looking to him to take the lead as your bravery ebbs away. You can feel him, hard against your inner thigh. “Gotta tell me what ya want, sugar. Ain’t gonna take it ‘less you tell me to.” 

You can't speak, your tongue too heavy in your mouth. You want it. You want it more than you've ever wanted anything. The scent of him is intoxicating when he's close like this, his warm breath fanning your cheeks as you breathe him in. 

Your mouth collides with his, the musky taste of yourself oozing from his lips to yours; his tongue eagerly seeking out yours as he groans and grunts against your lips. You claw at his shirt, making light-yet fumbled-work of the buttons. God, he's perfect. Just firm enough to overpower you if he chose, yet soft enough to envelop you and make you feel safe. 

"Lift those arms up for me, babylove." You do as he says instantly, trembling as he rucks up your nightgown and lifts it up over your head. The deep breath he sucks in through his nostrils at the sight of your tits doesn't go unnoticed by you. The more he looks at you, the more at ease you feel. "Look'it you. Fuck."

His lips chain down your throat, teeth grazing your nipples, one after the other. He makes you feel dizzy. The kind of dizziness you feel when you get off the tilt a whirl at the fair. Like you're floating on air and he's the only thing keeping you out of the clouds. You giggle when his tongue dips into your navel, lips sucking at the flesh of your stomach and leaving a slick pool of saliva in their wake. 

"Please, Lee. Did what you wanted me to do. Gotta gimme what I want now," you pout, arching yourself into him as he retraces his route back up your torso, sucking a bruise at your neck and smirking against your skin when you scold him for it. "Please, daddy." 

Your hands reach for him as he stands, shrugging his shirt off his shoulders, grinning at you as you ogle his body. You're hypnotised by him, completely enraptured by the masculinity that radiates from his body. 

You find yourself looking away when he removes his underwear, almost as if instinctive. You've seen him shirtless before, but naked? That's something you've never dreamed of seeing. "Gone shy on me again, sugar?" Lee teases, tugging your panties down and crawling back between your legs. 

"I didn't.. just not how I expected my night to go, is all." He chuckles at your sweet admission, resting his elbow next to your head and leaning down to devour your mouth again. You grind against him, the weight and warmth of his cock heavy against your clit making you keen for more. "Do it. I want you to fuck me, daddy."

"Jesus fuckin' christ, listen t'you." Your hands cling to his biceps, fingernails leaving little crescent moons behind on his skin as you mumble an apology, knowing damn well he wouldn’t be able to explain those away to your mother. “Been thinkin’ ‘bout this for a while now, you know that? Since Christmas, in fact. ‘Member you wore that pretty red dress with the green bow? Fuck, looked so pretty, babylove.”

Lee reaches down, gripping his length in his hand and tapping the swollen, pink head against your cunt. It clenches, and you can’t wait any longer. Your legs wrap loosely around his waist, and you lean up to steal one more kiss from him. “Please, daddy.”

The sound your pussy makes as he slips the first inch in makes you cringe a little, embarrassed at how wet you are - how much you want him inside you. Lee hushes you, stroking your temple with his thumb as he slowly splits you open, piercing through your purity and seating himself to the hilt with a lustful groan. “Tight lil’ pussy, jus’ for me. Be okay, sugar.” You sob as a sharp pinch of pain rings through your abdomen. “I know, baby. S’gonna start feelin’ real good any second, I promise.”

The second thrust brings just as much discomfort as the first, a stray tear rolling down over your cheek. Lee captures it with his tongue, the salty taste flooding your senses when he kisses you. Kisses you like you’re all the air he needs, and everything in-between. 

Your cunt barely adjusts to his size, and you can feel it all. The hard ridges of his shaft, the prominent vein at the underside of his cock. All of it. Pain melds slowly into comfort and hurtles into pleasure, your face contorting at each stretch of your walls. 

The filth that spills from his tongue is almost as addictive as his cock. Lee pushes your legs back against your chest, hitting an angle that has your body shaking. It's too much. Too much, and not near enough. You don't know what you need, don't know how to ask for it. But you don't have to; because he already knows. "Most girls don't get 'ta come on their first try. Gonna make sure you're one a'the lucky ones. Gonna come all over my cock." 

"There it is. There's that feelin'," he purrs, sitting back on his knees and tugging you further down the bed by your thighs. You let out a little moan, panting as his large hands pin you down at the hips; holding you in place as he sets his own rhythm. Your legs feel like jell-o, splayed open and tingling as he admires the sight of your cunt taking his cock; the crimson smears of virtue on his flesh making him grunt. "That little cherry belongs to daddy now, babylove," he gloats, gathering it up on the pads of his fingers before he reaches for your lips, nestling his digits against your tongue. "Bet its sweet like a fuckin' cherry, too."

You nod your head eagerly, babbling nonsense as you hold your legs back for him, looking down entranced as he pounds into you. It's tender, aches deep in your bones. But fuck, it feels so good. 

Your first orgasm creeps up on you faster than you anticipated, tight, little ministrations of his thumb against your sensitive nub helping you along as your body tenses beneath him. You don't have time to recover, not when he's sitting back against the headboard, tugging you onto his lap and sinking your cunt back down onto his dick. It burns hotter now, that feeling in your belly that you've already grown to crave. 

"Wanna watch you, babylove. Wan' you to ride daddy. Know you been humpin' on that pillow. It's just like that," he tells you gently, his rough hands gripping your waist and guiding your movements. You wind your hips back and forth, grinding yourself down against him as he let's you set your own pace. "That'sa good girl. You got it. You're a fuckin' natural." 

His praise urges you on, your hands settling on his broad shoulders and raking down over his soft chest as you rise and fall gently on his shaft, flesh slapping with flesh as his thighs hold you steady. Lee’s hands move to cup your tits, pinching at your nipples and caressing your clavicles while he watches you pleasure him. The look on his face has you fucking him harder, with more intent. You want to drag the same pleasure he gave you, out of him. 

“C’mon daddy,” you whisper, and the sound is debauched coming from your lips. He grits his teeth, bending his knees and thrusting up into your soaked cunt. You’re so high, so fucking high on the feeling he gives you. His hand grips your throat, and you preen at the notion, pushing further into his grasp and letting him use your pussy for his own gain. Stroke after stroke of bliss, that newly familiar heat in your gut rising once again. 

“Can’t-shit-can’t come inside you, babylove.” Your brow crumples in disappointment, riding him with a new insistence that has him cursing under his breath. The sharp slap of his palm against your ass, followed by a possessive grab at your flesh makes you cry out, a low rumble escaping his throat. “You want daddy t’keep fuckin’ you? Won’t be much of a secret if you got my baby in your belly, will it?” 

His words shouldn’t affect you the way they do, the thought of his seed deep inside you, your body belonging to him completely - it’s fucking riveting. He can see it on your face too, and a twisted smirk forms on his lips; sharp thrust after sharp thrust, stretching and molding your cunt to perfection. Lee pulls his cock free, a disappointed whimper catching in your throat. “Stroke daddys cock,” he instructs, guiding your hand as you wrap your fist around his heavy girth and jerk him slowly. You’re not sure if you’re doing it right, but if the sounds coming from his mouth are anything to go by, you most certainly are. 

“That’s it, sugar. You got it. Jus’ like that. So fuckin’ close,” he hisses, returning the favour and letting his fingers toy with your cunt, two fingers slipping in and out of your used hole and massaging that tender spot inside you. You could watch him teetering on the edge of bliss for hours. You know he’s waiting for you, know he wants you to feel good. But you’re too focused on him to let your guard down long enough to come again. “Can’t hold back much longer.” 

“Then don’t hold back, daddy. I wanna watch you. Wanna see what you look like. Wanna remember it,” you confess, wrapping your other fist around him and pumping him eagerly in both hands. It’s beautiful, his cock throbbing and threatening to burst all over your fingers. You gasp softly at the first droplets of come, licking your lower lip and wondering what it tastes like. He yells out a curse, gripping the sheets beside him and jerking his hips up into your hands, letting you milk him dry until he’s whimpering. “Beautiful daddy,” you praise him, the warmth of his spend coating your fingers, sloppy wet against his stomach. 

You try not to look at the clock on the nightstand, knowing your mother is probably due home sooner than you’d like. A twinge of guilt hits you, but you shove it away, determined to enjoy the feel of Lee’s body against yours. Your body sags against his, head resting on his chest as he tucks your head beneath his chin. His arms are tight and firm around you, lips grazing the top of your head and his cock pulsing as it softens against your belly. 

You’ve always wanted to know what it would feel like to be held by him.

And now that you know, you don’t think you'll ever get enough. 

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[pahtoosh]

hii hii

can you pretty please do an imagine where daddy lee is having playtime tickles with the little!reader (little age between a baby and two years old; like still in diapers) and lee knows they love ducks so when he baths the little he quacks at them

and when he goes to put the little to bed the little is jumping on the bed so he tickles them some more but he eventually feeds them a bottle and sings them five little ducks?

sorry if that’s confusing

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ducks and baths

masterlist

18+

wc: 780 words

warnings: lee carries reader, mentions of wearing a diaper, lee gives you a bath, written on my phone while very sleepy

a/n: not confusing at all! ive never written for babyspace before, this was fun to try! please leave any feedback you may have. i would love to get better at this

pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader

summary: Lee’s little is in babyspace. he plays with you before giving you a bath and a bottle.

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Lee ate his dinner while you played on the floor by his feet. He liked it better when you were in your play area with the cushioned mat and nets to keep you in, but you needed to be close to your daddy.

You would cry whenever he set you down and walked away. Finally, he put a blanket down on the kitchen floor with some toys and let you knock down blocks as he watched. Occasionally, he would reach down and make a really tall block tower for you to knock down. He loved hearing your giggles when the colorful wood squares came tumbling down on the fleece-covered linoleum.

You’d already had a bottle, because Lee insisted on feeding you before himself. Even if he spent all day at the station, he’d make sure his baby was taken care of before he even thought about himself. He finished his chicken pot pie and washed the dishes before coming to sit on the floor and play with you for a bit.

He kept making block towers and acting shocked when you knocked them over. He made so many silly faces and gave you a little kiss whenever you laughed, he just couldn’t help himself.

Before Lee knew it, it was getting late.

“C’mon, button. ‘S time for yer bath.” He held out his hands, expecting you to raise your arms so he could pick you up. “Arms up, sugar.”

You looked at your daddy and held out a block.

“No bath, huh? My baby doesn’t want a bath?”

You giggled.

“Well that jus’ won’t do.” Lee tickled you under your chin, making you laugh and squirm. “Stinky babies get tickled, you still wanna be stinky, huh? Still wanna refuse tha bath?”

While being tickled, you managed to say “Baaa.”

Lee stopped tickling you and held your chin in his hands. “What’s that? Ya wanna take a bath now?” He used his hold on your chin to make you nod. “Alright, let’s getcha clean.”

This time, you let Lee pick you up.

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

The water was perfectly warm and bubbly by the time Lee placed you in the tub. He tossed in your rubber duckies, grinning at your excited squeals.

Both of you loved bath toys. You loved playing with them and seeing the toys bob up and down in the water. It was especially fun bringing a duck to the very bottom of the tub and watching it rush to the top. Lee would also put bubbles on the ducks to make them look like they had beards or tall hair.

Lee loved the toys because it kept you entertained while he washed your skin and hair. Toys were also a fun way to bond with your little self. Lee would make an absolute fool of himself just to make sure you laugh and have fond memories of playing with him.

“What’s a duckie say, baby?”

“Wah!”

“That’s right, they say quack.”

You giggled.

“Ya think that’s funny? Quack quack.” Lee grabbed a few of your duckies and made them quack at each other. He ended the “duck fight” by dunking them in the water so they could calm down. Then, he traded the situation for a more peaceful playtime with the ducks swimming in harmony.

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

The water got cold and bath time was over. Lee patted you dry with a fluffy towel and put lotion and an overnight diaper on you before topping it off with a lightweight onesie. It was still summer in Knockemstiff, so he didn’t want anything that was too warm for you. You usually preferred onesies at night; the compression helped you to sleep and Lee would just change you in the morning when it got hotter.

Lee took a quick shower while you sat on the couch. He rarely let you watch TV, but he turned on the cartoon channel to make sure you didn’t go anywhere. You weren’t catching much of the screen anyway with how sleepy you were getting.

A few too many slow blinks left you leaned on the armrest with the corner of a blanket in your mouth. Lee finished his shower and chuckled to himself when he saw you chewing on the fabric. He gently removed it from your mouth and picked you up, carrying you to the rocking chair.

Lee ensured you were comfortable and reached for the bedtime bottle he prepared after his shower.

“Open up, baby. There ya go,” he whispered.

Lee softly kissed your forehead and rocked the chair as you drank. You fell asleep in your daddy’s arms while he hummed a tune.

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[valleyfae]

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✴︎── 𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍 & 𝐂𝐎.

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𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✴︎ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✴︎ 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐊𝐄𝐘 ✴︎ f = fluff ── s = smut ── d = dark ── ddlg = ddlg ── pp = pet play ── h/c = hurt/comfort

𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒

Guys My Age: AU ── (f, s, h/c)

Divorced!dilf!neighbor!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ Your neighbor is always there to comfort you, and lucky enough, he’s divorced.

Insatiable Angel ── (s)

Daddy!Bucky ✴︎ Bucky only needs ten minutes to finish his work, but you can't seem to wait.

In charge around here ── (s, d)

Dark!biker!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ Bucky makes sure to show you who you should trust after moving alone to a big city.

Just wanted to help ── (ddlg, h/c)

Daddy!Bucky Barnes ✴︎ You just want to do something for Bucky after how much he does for you, but your plan doesn’t go as expected.

𝐒𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍

Smarty ── (s, d)

Mean dark stepdad!Sebastian Stan ✴︎ Your stepdad isn’t too happy when his smart little girl comes home a tad bit drunk.

I Love You to the Moon and Back ── (f, h/c, ddlg)

Daddy!Sebastian Stan ✴︎ After a long, tiring day, there’s nothing better than snuggling up in bed with your daddy for a bedtime story

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐏

Push Me Down ── (s, d)

Ghostface!Steve Kemp ✴︎ Ever since your first encounter, Steve’s twisted obsession over you consumed his every moment, until he finally snaps.

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒

Bucky giving his little kitten what she so desperately needs: his cum ── (s, pp)

Mean stepbrother!Bucky + piss kink ── (s, d)

Mean stepbrother!Bucky manhandling you until you are shivering under his touch ── (s, d)

Mean dark!mechanic!Bucky when you forget your wallet at home ── (s, d)

Brothers bsf!fratboy!Bucky Barnes x secret camgirl!reader ── (s)

Divorced!Bucky x divorced!reader ── (s)

Guys My Age AU :aftercare with Bucky + sitting between his legs + finger sucking ── (f)

Cocky brothers bsf!Bucky finally makes a move on you after your first year of college ── (s)

Bucky punishes you with an over-the-knee spanking after you tease him during a meeting ── (s)

Bucky makes you clean up the mess you made while riding his boot + slapping ── (s)

Soft dark!Bucky takes advantage of your vulnerability as a newly recruited avenger ── (s, d)

18th-century daddy!Bucky comforts you at a gala when noticing you feel little ── (ddlg, h/c)

Mean dom!Bucky putting you in your place after being a brat and talking’s back to him ── (s)

Mean dom!Nick Fowler, punishment + throat fucking + cock and ball worship ── (s)

Best friends dad!Sebastian reminds you that you are always welcome at his home ── (h/c)

Dark mean stepdad!Sebastian punishing you with a paddle ── (s, d)

Dad!Lee Bodecker coming home after work ── (f)

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[sebastiansluts]

Can you please write something about two guys holding your legs wide open whilst Lee breeds you? Thank you ☺️

Lee Bodecker x Reader; breeding kink, vaginal sex, semi-public sex, exhibitionism, light daddy/mommy kink

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

"Alright boys, hold her legs up, gimme some room," Lee said to his two deputies, standing on either side of him. You were laying on your back on Lee's desk, everything on it pushed to the side. You still had your top and skirt on, but Lee had pulled your panties off, tucking them in his pocket. His men grabbed your legs, hoisting them up in the air, spread apart wide, your pussy bared to everyone.

"Shit, boss, that's some cunt," one of Lee's men whistled.

"Wait 'til you see it good and stuffed, then it's a sight for sore eyes," Lee said, undoing his belt and slacks, letting them hang off his hips. He moved up, sliding his dick along your pussy, coating it in your wetness.

"Lee, please, hurry up," you begged, squirming on the desk, his deputies tightening their holds on your ankles. Lee slapped his dick against your clit, making you jolt.

"Patience darlin', let us admire your pretty little pussy, 'fore I ruin it," he grinned wickedly, tapping your clit a few more times with his dick. You writhed, trying to chase the sensation and get away from it, not able to do either, held in place by his men.

Lee started pushing his cock into you, your pussy stretching around the tip, then stretching farther around the shaft, his cock thick and heavy. You moaned when he bottomed out, immediately pulling back out and slowly pushing in again, making you keen.

"Fuck, look at you takin' me darlin', this little pussy is full o'me, gonna fill you up even more honey," Lee groaned, hips moving faster as he picked up the pace. His dick was gliding along your spot, your cunt clenching around it.

"Right there, harder, Lee," you moaned, hands tangling in your hair and pulling, needing something since you were unable to move your hips where Lee was holding them tightly to the desk.

He slammed his dick into you, punching the breath out of you, your hands flying down to grip his arms, nails digging in. "Gonna pump you full of my seed darlin', gonna make you round with my babies. You're gonna make me a Daddy, and I'm gonna make you a Mommy," Lee grunted, hips bruising your inner thighs, shaking from being held up so long.

"Please, Lee! Want it, want your cum in me, can I have it?" you pleaded, and Lee swore.

"Fuck! I'll give it to you darlin'." He thrust even harder, one hand bruisingly tight on your hip, the other moving to your clit, rubbing it with his thumb.

"Oh! Oh shit!" you shrieked, trying to pull Lee's hand away as you came, but he kept rubbing your clit, sending you headfirst into a second orgasm. Your pussy became an iron grip on Lee's dick, keeping him deep inside you, forcing him to grind into you.

"That's it honey," he said as you relaxed, pussy still pulsing around him as he started thrusting again. "You lay there now, let me breed you up good and full darlin'."

Lee grunted, hands moving to your thighs, spreading you even farther, his deputies adjusting their holds on your legs. You screeched as he hit a new spot, deeper than before, building that fire back up inside you.

"Yeah, there we go, that's your fucking cervix darlin', I'm gonna paint it white," Lee hissed, head dropping forwards to watch where you two were joined as he came, long and hard. It dripped down his dick, coating it, and he fucked it back into you, burying himself deep and stilling.

"Keep her legs up, we're here for another ten minutes boys, I want this to take."

#lee bodecker #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x you #lee bodecker x y/n #smut #no y/n #reader insert

[angelbaby-fics]

hi Chloe!! can you please write a drabble about reader trying to convince their cg to wear matching halloween costumes🤭 id love it if it was with either stucky or lee but i know ill love anything you write!

~pahtoosh🤍

leeeeeee my darling beloved lee!!!!!! thank you for requesting, it always makes me so happy when i see you in my notifications!!! 🎃 241 words

lee could almost hear them now, the voices of his coworkers teasing him for being such a softie. he'd done everything he could to keep you from finding out about the police station's costume contest, hoping to get through the annual halloween party without incident, but of course you found out. you were tagging along with him at work one day when you saw the invitation for the event posted on the station's cork board, and after asking endlessly, lee finally agreed to enter the contest with you. 

he'd pleaded with you to at least let him forgo the tights, but one bat of your eyelashes and he was putting them on without a complaint. it was all worth it when he saw your eyes lit up, before you stood the most handsome peter pan to match your tinkerbell. if your wings were real, you'd be fluttering all around the room with excitement right now. even though he was your big tough daddy, god help anybody who made fun of his costume within earshot of you, matching the feisty fairy not only with your outfit but with your attitude. tinkerbell would do anything for peter, just like you'd do anything for your daddy. 

it was safe to say there was no tough competition at the party. in fact, the judges had decided you the winners as soon as you walked through the door, and not just because lee was the sheriff.

trick or treat!

#little!reader #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x little!reader #lee bodecker #cg!lee bodecker #daddy!lee bodecker #chloe's halloween party!

[thornsnvultures]

pressure

lee bodecker x plus size!fem!reader || 1.2k || cw: pure filth, smut, mutual masturbation, breathplay, daddy kink, oral (m rec) || a/n: a rewrite of one of my first fics on ao3

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You wake up in the middle of the night to Lee pressed up against your back. With every one of his inhales you feel his tummy brush against your lower back. Lee’s arm is draped over your middle, his stubble caressing the back of your neck and his soft comforting weight surrounding you.

You feel your core getting wetter by the second so you slip your hand in your panties to alleviate some pressure but your fingers running across your sensitive clit just makes your pussy slicker. Like a bloodhound he can smell it on you, can feel you squirming underneath him. Lee presses a kiss to the back of your neck and grinds into your backside real slow.

“Whatcha doin’, darlin’?

Your hand stills over your folds. Heat rises on your cheeks from being caught. Denial catches in your throat, you can't lie, not with his lips mouthing along the nape of your neck.

"Wakin’ me up when I gotta be up early in the morning," Lee tsk's, running his nose down your jaw. He presses a kiss to that spot right below your ear that makes your toes curl and your thighs tighten. His wandering hand nudges your own from between your legs and takes its place. Lee groans at the mess he finds between your thighs. "Still wet from takin’ my cock earlier, darlin’? All'a my cum leakin' outta that tight snatch." His thick fingers feel around your messy pussy, nudging your swollen, clit and gathering up your slick before pushing his two fingers inside. You could come from just that touch alone with how needy you are for him.

"Please, Lee. Daddy," you whine and grip his thick wrist in your hands like you're afraid of him pulling away and leaving you empty.

"Uh-uh. You wanna touch yourself without me," he rips his hand from between your thighs, "you gotta be a good girl for daddy and show me what you were doin’.”

Lee's fingers are shiny with your juices and he sucks them good and clean while you get situated. You turn around, half sitting up against the headboard, lifting your nightgown even higher on your hips so your cunt is exposed to the cool night air. Hunger consumes Lee's already dark blue eyes until they're nearly black.

“Tastes so good, sweetheart. Look'it you," Lee pushes his boxers down and takes himself in hand as he motions for you to get to it, put on the little show he's waiting for. "What’s got you all worked up this late at night, sweet thing? Tell me.” You can barely focus on his words as you watch him lazily tug at his fat, drooling cock. It takes a quirked eyebrow from Lee to bring you back. You lick your lips, watching the red tip of his cock peek out behind his fingers as he tugs, before going back to touching yourself how you like, how you were when you thought Lee was fast asleep.

“You, daddy," you groan, "I was thinking about you, your body, how good you make me feel. How you take care of me.”

“Is that right, darlin'? You like when Daddy makes you feel good?”

"God, yes," you cry out as your hand moves faster against your clit, strumming it hard until your legs are shaking.

"So beautiful. My perfect little girl." Lee's matching your pace with his fist when you slide two fingers from your other hand in your sloppy cunt, mimicking him fucking you.

You're a moaning, sobbing mess when you feel Lee reach over and squeeze at your breasts. One and the other, the palms the weight of your tender flesh, plucks at your sensitive nipples until you're shaking, shivering, nearly crawling out of your skin. Lee knows you're there, right there, you just need a little push. So he slides his hand up your chest to your throat, circling it but not giving you the pressure you crave until you answer him.

"Who makes you feel good? Who makes you feel like this?" Lee's right there, kneeling in front of you, one hand on your throat, the other slick and jerking his fat cock. You want him to cover you with his cum, to paint you, mark you as his. You want him to pump you full of it until you can't hold any more. A tight squeeze to your throat brings you back before you can float away.

“You, daddy, you do. You make me feel so good. So fucking good.”

Your legs are shaking and tears form at the corners of your eyes but you can’t, won’t, let go until Lee gives you the go ahead. You’d beg but you can’t speak, your vision is going spotty from the lack of circulation and a tear falls from your eye when he tightens his grip even more.

“Let go for me sweetheart, make a mess all over these sheets. Give it to me.” His whispered words send you flying off the edge and he lets go of your neck just enough for you to scream in ecstasy. You’re legs are shaking violently as you continue to slide your fingers in and out of you and strum your sensitive clit, riding out the wave. “Shhh, that's it, darlin'," his big hand cradles your jaw as your limbs go limp. "Such a messy little slut.”

You don't protest as Lee slides you down the bed until you're flat on your back. Starting up at him with a lazy smile on your face, Lee strokes your cheek as he straddles your chest and feeds you his cock from above.

Your hands run up his thick thighs before resting at his hips and you take the head of his cock between your lips, savoring the salty taste of him. He won't last long, not with you under him like this, but you don't mind. You're hungry for him, starving actually, since you woke up soaked and needy.

You bob your head as Lee fucks your pretty mouth, his balls are soaked with your spit and slapping against your chin and you think you could probably cum again from him using you like this. Hitting the back of your throat with a hand behind your head, holding you still so he can feel your throat constrict around him like a nice grip.

Praise pours from Lee's lips, "Such a good girl, taking cock like a good little slut. Fuck, take it all, that's it. So beautiful with a mouth full of cock, darlin'."

Tears prick the corners of your eyes as you gag around him over and over. Between gasping breaths you suck him down until he's babbling nonsense. Lee barely gives you any warning before he's holding your head still and shoving his cock down your throat as deep as it can go. A hoarse cry spills from his lips as he shoots his load and you moan around him, swallowing him down. Lee pulls out at the last second to shoot the last few spurts across your face.

"Beautiful."

He climbs off your cheat and goes to grab a towel to clean you up. Taking gentle care, Lee wipes away both of your messes before climbing back into bed and pulling you close.

"Sorry for waking you."

Lee chuckles and presses a kiss to the top of your head. "Don't you worry. I was only teasing. You know I'll always take care of you."

"Love you, daddy."

"Mm, love you too, darlin'.

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"C'mon, baby, let me have 'em," Lee rasped in his whiny voice, the timber still low and still saturated with his southern twang but you could hear the desperation. He's sat in his recliner with you sat in his lap like every night. "Been feelin' bad, n'they make me feel better. Please?"

You sigh in feigned annoyance, looking down at your husband with a playful glare. He does his best puppy dog eyes on you, whether on purpose or on accident you can't tell. Petting your thighs tenderly, he mutters a soft 'please, babydoll' under his breath. You knew he could beg better than that, but he has been feeling a little low these days and work had been stressing your sweet sheriff out lately.

"Ok, baby, you can," you recede with a gentle smile. The look on his face was the purest glimpse of relief you've seen on his face in a few weeks. He knew not to pull your top down, ans waited as you untied the sash of your teal silk robe. Letting the fabric hang off your shoulders as you revealed your bare chest to him, you smirked as you watched Lee's eyes dilate with hunger. His eyes flick up to yours for confirmation. "Go on."

That's all the urging he needs to bury his face in your pillowy tits with a pleased groan. You sigh with him as his lips press sloppy kisses to your soft skin. He's ravenous in his kisses, sucking bruises and biting into the tender flesh. You'll punish him for it later, he knows it but right now it's absolutely worth it.

A deep throaty moan vibrates in his chest as he latches on to your nipple, his large, strong hands flat against your back to hold you in place. You moan his name as he suckles, his eyes shut tight as he loses himself in your body. A breathy chuckle bubbles from your mouth when you feel him rock hard against your core.

"There you go, baby," you coo and pet his head, sending him deeper into the thick syrup coating his mind. Your voice is so soothing, it seems to melt everything away from his life. "That's my good boy."

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