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holylulusworld · 2 years

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Heartbreaker (P5)

Summary: One of your regulars doesn’t get the message to leave you alone. You got no other choice but to ask the Sheriff for help.

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x fem!Reader, ??? x fem!Reader

Characters: OC Tommy (your cousin), your mother (unnamed)

Warnings: angst, language, Lee is an asshole, pregnant reader, Lee tries to be nice, dirty talk, fluff (not Lee), lovestruck ???, implied violence, protective ???

A/N: Y/M/N = your mother’s name Y/F/N = your father’s name

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<< Part 4

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“Everything is ready,” Tommy gently rubs your back. He sighs, hating that you must meet up with Lee again. “We need to buy more time to pack up all your things. Your ma already sold the bar, and the house will be sold soon enough. We only need to distract the sheriff long enough for us to sneak out of town and never look back.”

“Did I already thank your mom for offering her guesthouse to us?” you sniff. “She’s the best.”

“Y/N, your ma will help my mother. You know she’s still not well and needs a lot of help. Helping you start a new life, far away from that bastard is all we want for you,” you wrap Tommy in a hug to thank him again. “You don’t have to thank me or my mother. We are family, and family always sticks together.”

“You don’t have to do this, sweet pea,” your mother watches you get ready for another date with Lee. “We can still run tonight.”

“He still got those pictures of me and—” huffing you look at your swollen belly. “I can’t let him publish the pictures. What will my baby boy think if they ever see those pictures? I want to start a new life, with a new job and hope in my heart.”

“Y/M/N, she’s got this. They will have dinner at the new restaurant outside of town. Y/N will make sure to give us as much time as possible,” Tommy softly says. “A friend of mine will wait in his car for me and check the surroundings. I will break into that monster’s house, find the pictures, and make sure he will leave Y/N alone for the rest of her life.”

“I still don’t like this,” your mother looks at your swollen belly. She feels her chest tightening as she thinks about all the things Lee threatened to do if you don’t play his obedient wife. “Y/N will be alone with that monster.”

“Ma, I’ve got this,” you grab her hand to place it on your belly. “I should’ve listened to you, mommy. I was blinded by his charm and the way he talked to me. I was so stupid, ma. I can’t turn back time and tell my past self to not get involved with Lee Bodecker, but I can make sure he’ll stay away from me, my family, and most importantly, my baby boy.”

“You look beautiful tonight,” Lee kisses your neck, smirking as you squirm in his arms. You don’t want him to be this close, but you must play his happy fiancé to give Tommy enough time to find the pictures. “Did you put this dress on only for me?”

“Only for you, Lee baby,” you purr lowly. “I wanted to look pretty for you tonight Lee. We are still healing from what happened and I thought you will like the dress.”

“I like it very much, angel,” he finally let go of you to look you up and down in your brand-new sundress. Lee smirks, already in a much better mood than this morning. “I told everyone it was a misunderstanding, and that the baby is mine. I will win the next election with you by my side. My sweet, pregnant fiancé and soon-to-be Mrs. Bodecker.”

“Mrs. Bodecker,” cupping his cheek you take Lee by surprise. “I like the sound of that. Y/N, Bodecker. Devoted and loving wife, and mother.” You press a soft kiss to his lips, ignoring that nausea wells up in your stomach. “Can we eat now, Lee baby? I’m a little hungry.”

“My girl eats for two,” Lee chuckles lightly, flashing you a smile. “I can hardly wait to fuck you, baby. All swollen with my child you look even sexier. My cock will explode inside your tight little cunt.”

“OH, it will,” you give him a wink and a fake smile. The truth is, you’d like to ram a knife into his heart and twist it for all the things he did to you and your family. “We should eat first and see where the night leads us to. Ma didn’t feel well this morning. I can’t leave her alone for too long.”

“Aw, no angel. I thought you’ll stay with me tonight,” God, how you hate that man. You still can’t believe you ever fell for his lies.

“How about I come around on Friday,” you slide your hand over his chest down to his crotch to cup him roughly, “and stay the weekend.” You lean closer to whisper in his ear. “I want you to fuck me in all positions you can imagine. I’m so horny since you left me all alone.”

Lee swallows thickly. He can barely focus on your words as your hand massages his cock through his pants. “Alright, baby doll. I’ll drive you home tonight and I will spend the whole weekend fucking your needy little cunt…”

“Where are you hiding the shit,” Tommy looks around Lee’s living room. He frowns, not knowing where to start looking. “No. Not the living room. Maybe his bedroom.”

Your cousin walks toward the kitchen, looking around the room for a moment. He remembers you told him about Lee’s secret stash. Your former lover is hiding his sweets in the back of one of the cupboards in an old jar.

“There you are,” Tommy gets the jar out of the cupboard. He opens the jar, scrunching up his nose as his eyes land on the pictures Lee showed your mother. “Fucking bastard. I should kill him.” He hisses but reminds himself that he must focus on what’s best for you.

He’s got the pictures and negative. Good thing Lee is old-school and didn’t use his phone to take the pictures. Now Tommy only needs to make sure you and your mother will get out of town as soon as possible.

“Lee, no,” you push against his shoulders as he tries to shove his hand between your legs. “My ma doesn’t feel well, you know that. She was busy renovating the bathroom upstairs with Tommy. We are still not done. I don’t want her to wake up and find us here, on her couch. She slowly warms up to you again and I don’t want her to get mad again.”

“Friday,” he kisses your greedily. “I can barely think about anything else, but your sweet pussy wrapped around my big cock.”

“Same, baby,” Lee smirks as you wrap your arms around his neck to kiss him again. “I want that big cock in my cunt so badly. Just not tonight. We should take baby steps and ease my mother into accepting our relationship.”

“Good,” pecking your lips Lee wishes he could just fuck you right there and then, but he will wait a few more days. What’s three more days to claim you again. “Friday you will be mine all over again.”

“Just like the first time,” it takes anything in you to not punch the smirk off of his face. “Always yours, Lee baby. Only yours.”

“Only mine, angel,” he stops touching you. “I’ll drive home now to dream of you, my beautiful fiancé.”

You watch him get off the couch. Your face is hurting as you force a sweet smile on your face. “Of course, sheriff,” you slowly get up from the couch to walk Lee toward the door. “It was a nice date, Lee. Thank you.”

“Anything for you and the little boy inside your belly,” for a second you wish his words were true. You know better than to believe him, but the thought is nice. “I love you, angel.”

“I love you too,” you almost spit into his face as he dares to smile softly at you. Lee places his hand on your belly, slowly rubbing it. “Have a good night and drive carefully.”

“Ready or not, we should hit the road,” Tommy ushers you and your mother toward the backdoor. “My friend will drive you out of town while I bring all of your belongings. Another friend will help me get your furniture. I just need to get you out of here first.”

“Tommy, be careful,” you wrap your cousin in a hug. “Please, just drop everything and leave town too if Lee gets suspicious. I told him that ma wants to renovate the house. I just don’t know if he believed me.”

“No matter what, I want you to go with my friend and not look back,” he kisses your temple. “I want my little sister to be safe.”

“Aw, you are still calling me your little sister. Tommy, you are like a big brother to me too, always were. Thank you for being the kind man you are,” you sniffle. “I’m sorry for causing so much trouble to you and ma.”

“Sweet pea, you didn’t cause trouble. You fell in love with the wrong man,” your mother gently runs her hand over your hair, “this is not the end of the world. Now let’s leave town with Tommy’s friend.”

“Ladies, I got your luggage in my van, and a comfortable seat if the pretty pregnant lady wants to have a rest. Don’t worry, it’s safe,” Tommy’s friend steps inside your mother’s house to grab the last three bags. He flashes you a smile. “I got food too. It’s a long ride.”

“Bucky, man,” Tommy nods at his friend, “thank you for helping me out. I didn’t know who else to call.”

“Don’t sweat it, Tommy,” Bucky flashes his friend a smile. “You let me bunker at your place for four months after my girlfriend kicked me out. I’ll bring the bags to my van. Just a minute. I’ll help the pretty ladies inside my van.”

“Dude,” rolling his eyes Tommy watches Bucky leave the house only to almost run back inside. “Slow down.”

“Miss, can I help you,” you end up wrapped in a warm blanket and Bucky’s arm around your waistline. “Don’t worry, I got a five-seat van. You can sleep in the back if you need a break. I put soft pillows and more blankets in the back for you.”

“I-I can sit in the front for now,” he guides you toward the van, not stopping to ask you questions. “Thank you for helping me and my ma.”

“Anything for a pretty girl and her lovely mother. I got a sister and would kill anyone hurting her, miss,” Bucky opens the door for you and helps you get inside the van. “All done.”

“So, a boy or a girl,” Bucky glances at you while you try to wolf the food he bought down. “Aw, you’re hungry. Do you want more? Maybe some fruits? I could stop in the next town and get you more.”

“I’m fine,” you giggle as he hastily points at the glove department. “What?”

“There is chocolate and some sour worms in there. If you get hungry, you can eat it,” your mother chuckles in the back of the van. “Just tell me if you need anything.”

“Young man, maybe we should get back on the road. Y/N is sated, and we should get to my sister’s house. She’ll worry if we take too long.”

“Alright, ladies. Lunchbreak is over,” he watches you happily munch one of his chocolate bars you just got out of the gloves department. “Do you already have a name for the baby?”

“It’s a boy,” you smile softly as he looks at your baby bump. “I haven’t decided on a name yet. With everything going on in my life, I didn’t have the time to think about a name or my future.”

“If you ask me, you’ll be a great mom and have a bright future ahead. I got a hunch you’ll rock this,” heat creeps into your cheeks as Bucky gives you a soft smile. “You don’t need a man to raise your babe. But, if you ever need help … I’ll gladly help you.”

“WHAT? NO! She can’t be gone!” Lee paces in front of your mother’s house. It’s empty. You left town two days ago and now the sheriff tries to fathom that you ran away from him, pregnant with his child. “I need to find her. She will regret leaving with my child.”

“Lee, maybe it’s for the best,” one of the deputies says. “People are talking about the girl. You can call yourself lucky she left for good. Now you can find a nice girl, a good one.”

“Oh, she will be my good girl soon enough,” storming toward his car Lee curses himself for ever letting you out of sight. “That fucking bitch!”

Around eight weeks later, your aunt’s guest house, …

“Bucky, you really don’t have to do this. I can build the cradle,” you watch Bucky fight with the tools. “I can do this. Tommy will be back in a few days and—”

“No!” he states. “I can do this. Y/N, I promised to help you and here I am.” Bucky came around almost every day since he drove you to your aunt’s house and you’ve got the feeling, he wants to be more than a friend to you. “I can’t let a pregnant girl lift heavy tools.”

“It’s a screwdriver, Bucky,” chuckling you watch him scrunch up his nose. He shakes his head, pointing at the toolbox. “Fine, have it your way.”

“Good,” he smirks now. “You know, you could name him Bucky, or James, or Jamie.” Now you scrunch up your nose. “What? It’s a nice name.”

“Hey, I can’t name my baby after you,” all you get is a shrug and a smirk. “Bucky, I mean it. We barely know each other. What will people think when I name my baby after you.”

“Why would I care?” he cocks his head to look at your swollen belly. “A pretty pregnant girl naming her baby after me makes me a happy man.”

“Bucky,” you sigh deeply as Bucky turns his attention to the cradle, “do you want a sandwich. I can make your lunch.”

“I ordered food, pretty girl. We can eat together after I finished the cradle. Just give me ten more minutes.”

“You see that girl is mine,” Bucky presses his forearm against Lee’s throat. “Did you think I didn’t know you are sneaking around town? I had a friend of mine watch your fat ass.”

“Lemme go, boy. I swear, you will end up dead if you don’t let me see my girl,” Lee grunts. “Let me go.”

“I won’t tell you twice. You will get in your car and drive back home. I never want to see you near my girl ever again. Y/N doesn’t know it yet, but I will make her happy and care for her,” Bucky smirks darkly. “If you are not gone within the next hour, you won’t make it out of this town alive. This is your last and only warning…”

“Morning, pretty girl,” Bucky carries the groceries inside the kitchen. “Your ma asked me to bring you these. She will be busy with your aunt. I think it’s ladies’ night or something.”

“Ladies' night means they will drink, play cards, and talk trash about men,” you snicker as Bucky starts to unpack the bags. “I made lasagna if you want some.”

“You know I love your food,” the brunette steps closer to you to place his hand on your belly. “How’s Bucky jr. today.” You groan. “I know you want to name the little man after me. Just admit it.”

“No,” you playfully slap his chest. “Maybe I found a name. Do you want to hear it?” he nods eagerly.

“Please tell me, Y/N,” Bucky hops onto the kitchen counter to watch you wring your hands. It’s been a few weeks since Lee came to town. You don’t know what happened, but he left as fast as he could. All you know is that Bucky and his friends made sure Lee left.

“Richard J. T. Y/F/N,” you say, making Bucky gasp. “I always liked the name Richard, Tommy is like a brother to me so T stands for his name, Y/F/N was my dad’s name and J stands for…”

“Me,” he hops off the kitchen counter to bring you into his arms. Bucky longingly looks down at you. He dares not to kiss you but presses his lips to your forehead. “I promise to always watch over you, pretty girl.”

“You only want my food…”

“That I want…” he laughs as you give him a soft peck on his lips. “Maybe I want a little more. But we can talk about this later…after we ate your food…”

“What did you do to make him leave town?” Tommy asks his friend. “Bucky, I know you like Y/N. Just tell me what you did.”

“I did what I had to do,” Bucky watches you waddle toward your mother. “Y/N needs protection. I won’t let that punk get close to her ever again.”

“What did you do? He’s a sheriff.”

“I broke his arm and roughed him up a little. I think Sheriff Lee Bodecker will never set a foot into this town ever again. He knows now that Y/N is under my protection. Now and forever.”

Bucky smiles as you wave at him, softly calling his name. “I’ll be right there, pretty girl,” he says. “This never happened Tommy. Bodecker is gone. Let’s keep it that way.”

A little later you welcome your son to the world. Bucky held your hand the whole time, and he will for the rest of his life.

You never heard of Lee Bodecker again. And honestly, you forgot about him the moment Bucky kissed you for the first time...

THE END

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abbatoirablaze · 2 years

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Money Shotz AU Master List

This is a porn AU, where all the characters are porn stars. There will not be any warnings in the chapters as this is exclusively for 18+ readers.

Barber’s Candy

Andy Barber X porn star reader

Black Widow (Completed) ✔️

Natasha Romanoff X female reader.

Blackwood's Angel (Completed) ✔️

Charles Blackwood X porn star reader

Can Do This All Day (Completed) ✔️

Steve Rogers X porn star producer

Caught Red Handed (Complete) ✔️

Steve Kemp X Fluffer

Dream Girl (Completed) ✔️

Chris Evans X long-time girlfriend

Gay For Pay (Completed) ✔️

Loki Luafeyson X Porn Star Reader

Hit Referesh In Fifteen Seconds (Completed) ✔️

Nick Fowler X Cam girl reader

In The Haze (Completed) ✔️

Sharon Carter X Bucky Barnes X Chris Beck with the eventually Bucky X porn star reader

Last Of His Kind (Completed) ✔️

Sebastian Stan

Love Is In The Air (Completed) ✔️

Ari Levinson X Jefferson.

Money Shotz Inc. (Completed) ✔️

The story that started it all. Healthy mix of characters with the eventual Ransom Drysdale X Reader X Frank Adler.

Out Of The Closet (Completed) ✔️

Thor x Gay OC

Popping Cherry (Completed)✔️

Lee Bodecker X virgin, new porn star reader

Raging Storm (Completed) ✔️

Johnny Storm X ghost of girlfriend.

Smooth Like Jazz (Completed) ✔️

Curtis Everett X porn star reader

Strip It Down (Completed) ✔️

Jake Jensen X Stripper reader

Zemo's Sweetheart (Completed) ✔️

Company Owner Zemo X porn star reader

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sammy-gvf · 3 years

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We get along (for the most part)

Chapter One.

OC x Lee Bodecker

Warnings: None for now. Just some cursing.

Plot : The local rebel badass girl and Lee Bodecker have had run ins, lets see how it goes, shall we?

MINORS DNI !!!!! Eventually this story will get 18+. I dont feel like getting in trouble because of you. Thanks a bunch.

Evan Rachel Wood ( Across the Universe 2007)

( personally in my head this is what she would look like but you can interpret her anyway you want!)

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My name is Margaret Lane, well Maggy. 22. Born May 2nd 1947.

The resident bad girl, don't worry, I gave myself that nickname.

I have lived in this tiny, middle of nowhere town my entire life. Same people, same gossip. There's no escape. No matter how hard I try, something always stops me. I live with my parents and little brother here in Knockemstiff, Ohio. My parents and I have a mutual understanding of “you go to work and come home and then we don't talk”, which is fine with me. My little brother is the only one I can really rely on. He is 17 years old and he is really the only person in my family that I can really talk to. I mean, I have friends but they aren't living in the same house as me. Not yet at least, we are thinking about moving out all together.

High school is where I built my reputation, of course. Used to sneak around with Arvin Russell, which led me to meet Lee Bodecker. Sneaky ass sheriff used to follow my every move, making sure he took every opportunity to bust Arvin and I any chance he got.

Had nothing better to do than to bust on teenagers who were sneaking out to their parents, what a loser. Along with gaining some parking tickets and speeding tickets along the way, we became acquaintances. Thinking about the future, I was dying to leave this town. Never got the chance to after high school, hopefully I will as soon as i'm done college.

I can say whole heartedly that I do NOT enjoy Lee's presence. That man memorized my license plate number. Stops me all the time, for no reason.

Flashback

It was a warm saturday evening, about 7pm. I had just got some college work done. Figured it was too nice to just sit inside, right?

I get up out of my bed and put my school stuff in my bag, walking over to my closet to put on a pretty yellow flowy dress and grab my leather jacket, that'll go nice with the breeze coming in through my window.

I put my hair up in a bun and slip on some keds, something easy ya know?

I turn off the light in my room and walk into the living room where I see my father asleep on the couch, I walk over to the counter and grab a little piece of paper and write “going out for a drive, be back soon” and put in on the table in front of my father so if he wakes up, he knows where I went.

I actually have a lot of freedom compared to other girls my age, many girls my age are looking for husbands and/or their parents are trying to set them up with someone. My parents know who I am, I was so against having an actual boyfriend so I just slept around. Obviously, people at church got wind of it but I didn't really care, to me men are there at my disposal. I play the field for my own reasons.

I grab my keys off the door in the foyer of my little house and head outfront.

I head down the steps of my house and waltz towards my red little 1964 Ford Mustang. Worked for it all by myself.

Getting in the car, I pop a cigarette in my mouth and light it up. Keeping the cigarettes in my car was my best bet, my father would kill me if he knew I smoked these things. Turning on the car, I throw in a Led Zeppelin cassette, immediately Whole Lotta Love starts playing. What a good song to drive to.

I put my windows down and start driving down a long road where I know for a fact no one drives this time of night, partly because they are afraid of the sheriff, Lee Bodecker.

Lee doesn't scare you, never has.

Blaring music at high volume was what you were known for in these parts and you could really care less about the time and how loud you had it. Music is a really important part of your self expression.

Speeding down the road, cigarette in my mouth screaming the lyrics

You need cooling

Baby I'm not fooling

I'm gonna send ya

Back to schooling

A-way down inside

A-honey you need it

I'm gonna give you my love

I smile and listen to the lyrics, I feel like such a rebel. People in these parts don't listen to this type of music, devil music they call it. They think it has some deep down evil meaning. I just shake it off, they wouldn't know real music if they tried.

I could just leave right now if I wanted to. Drive out of town and start fresh, no one would miss me. Except my brother and friends. They are really the only people keeping me in this dead end town.

The cool breeze enters your hair and you lose your hair tie. Fuck.

“ Damn It” You say as you put the cigarette down and try to look to see where it went. It's nowhere in sight.

“ I have to pull over to get this thing” you think to youtself. It's the only hair tie you own right now.

you light another cigarette and pull my car over to a slightly darker side of the road. You get out of the car and start searching for my hair band, it had to have fallen behind your seat.

Of course, you saw familiar blue and red lights pull up right behind me.

“Fuck me” you mutter as you turn around, shut the car door, kick the dirt under your feet and lean up against the car , patiently waiting for Lee to take his good ol time walking to me.

Lee exits his police cruiser wearing the typical uniform with the typical toothpick in his mouth.

You watch him as he slowly strides over towards you and You roll your eyes at him as he eyes you down, prick.

“Well, well, well, Ms. Lane. Fancy to see you here.” Lee says smirking and laying one hand on your car's trunk. You scoff at him.

“ Hands off the car, Bodecker. Thought you'd know better than to touch what's not yours.” You say looking over at him, taking a drag of your cigarette. Lee scoffs and walks over to you, taking the cigarette out of your mouth and crushing it with his shoe. Your jaw drops and you look over at him in disgust as he chuckles at your reaction to his doing.

“Pretty little ladies like you shouldnt be smokin these, could make ya look ugly” He says.

You can smell the tobacco smell coming off him, the smell of mints sticking to his breath. He is a little closer to you now, you back up and grab your pack of cigarettes out of the cup holder in your car. Bending over, the sheriff gets a nice view of your backside for a split second.

“Sheriff, I would like to respectfully say I do not give a fuck what a man thinks about how I look smoking a cigarette, I am not here for a mans enjoyment. Also, one more pet name and I'm telling your wife.” you say as you light another cigarette and the sound of Led Zeppelin is lingering in the background, Lee clicks his tongue and looks over at you.

“Ms.Lane, you have quite the mouth on you. Not very ladylike for a woman your age.” Lee takes his hat off and leans against your car. He lights a cigarette and stands there for a minute. You look at him confused and you roll your eyes.

“Lee, besides bothering me, do you have a purpose being here right now?” You look at him and say while you take a drag of your cigarette. Lee looks over to you and laughs.

“Well, I just seen a car parked all by itself on the side of the road and I was on duty anyways but then I saw your license plate and figured I'd see why you, little lady, are out all by yourself at this time of night.” Lee says throwing his cigarette on the dirt ground below him.

You turn to look at him and finish your cigarette, leaning against the car still.

“ I appreciate your concern, Bodecker. I am just out for a drive and pulled over to find my hair tie, it came out while I was driving. Pulled over to look around for it, don't want my hair in my face while I am driving. Also, not a little lady. I am grown.” You say turning away from Lee and finding your hair tie, you turn to Lee while tying your hair up, smirking you say

“ Goodnight Officer,also don't follow me again, yeah?” You say climbing back into your car and you slowly pull away.

Lee stands there watching as you climb back into your car, the smell of your perfume in the air invades his lungs, dumbfounded, he smirks and laughs to himself.

“Smart girl” Lee says as he smirks and turns to go back to his cruiser.

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You had noticed sometime down the road that there was a car following you with no lights on, you had just assumed it was some random person but with one certain lick of light you saw the sheriff's face in the mirror of your car mirror. Figuring that out, you went a little faster down the road and then you lost your hair tie, you knew what was coming.

You look in the car mirror to look at Lee. He's already turned his car around and started driving the other way. You werent dumb, you know from the years of Lee catching you sneaking out and drinking and or having boys in your car as a young girl, he knows your moves. It makes you think he patrols these parts so he can catch you doing something dumb one day just to cuff you up and get some control. He never does.

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Two people with reputations in this town.

How bad can it get?

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Hi everyone! Welcome to my first fic! Lee Bodecker is quite the character and I have been wanting to write him for a while. Dont forget to leave some opinons so I can know what yall would want to possibly happen! Dont forget to like/reblog! It would mean the world. I am not sure about my posting schedule but itll most likely be once or twice a week! also let me know if youd like to be added to my tags so I can let you know when I post another chapter!

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#sheriff lee bodecker #lee bodecker #sebastian stan #oc x lee bodecker #tdatt fanfiction #tdatt fic #the devil all the time #fanfic #minors fuck off

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simplystevies · 3 years

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like you love me

pairings || 70’s!pornstar!bucky x neighbour!reader

summary || your neighbour was never quiet, but when you came knocking on his door at four in the morning, you knew something was up.

warnings || 18+ minors dni, illusions to porn, alcohol consumption, reader is oblivious, unprotected sex, passionate sex, angst

note || this is honestly all over the place i’m sorry bdidndjdndjdjfjfb

wc || 2.3k

the day was dull, as were the other ones in the gloomy month of november. mornings were darker, barely having seven hours of real daylight. you loved the atmosphere.

you loved everything about it. the worst part, was your neighbour decided that it would be a great time to start bringing women home. your rooms were on opposite sides of a wall.

every night, the banging of his headboard sounded through to you. you were surprised that the wall hadn’t caved in. most nights were spend with you blaring queen before the banging stopped.

slowly, your schedule started to mould his. you were waking up when he did, sleeping when he did. your job at the cafe wasn’t very accepting on you being late every few days.

your neighbour was a sweet guy. his name was james, but he always asked you to call him bucky. his hair was somewhere near his jaw, his beautifully chiselled jaw.

his side profile was beautiful, enough to make your knees weak. he was easy to talk to, understanding. he wore dog tags around his neck, telling you stories about the war.

you met his friends, steve and sam, they were equally as sweet. steve was slightly awkward, even though he had no reason to, being so big and handsome. sam was equally as big and handsome.

the three of them seemed like the type you’d see at the gym and fall in love with each of them, or maybe you’d make eye contact with them at the airport and they infect your brain like a plague for days.

bucky was really charming, you figured that would’ve been a good attribution to why he takes multiple women home. he was already living in your apartment building when you moved in.

he showed you the ins and outs of the place, told you about the other people in the building. when you met him he had stubble and a tight haircut with a medium quiff.

he seemed to be following trends. you didn’t mind, walking up almost every morning and seeing him every day was a nice apology to everything that happens the night before.

sometimes you’d catch the women in the halls, if you were in for an early shift. they would give you a smile and wa— wobble downstairs. from the flushed looks and inability to walk, you gathered that he was good in bed.

if you were taking groceries up to your apartment, and bucky caught you, he’d take them all in. you hated it, but he assured you that it was okay and you could repay him with your treats.

every friday you would bake, bake for the week. cookies, brownies, pastries, anything. you would pack three of everything on a few plates for bucky.

“hi bucky!” you smiled as he opened the door. he smiled and looked at your hands. “ouu, more treats?” he asked, taking one of the plates from your hands, leaving you with two.

bucky walked away, allowing you to walk in. “yes, more treats, i put the chocolate chips in the brownies just like you like.” you said, putting the plates down. bucky turned you around and sighed.

“you’re amazin’, what would i do without ya?” he said, wrapping his arm around your waist. you smiled and kissed his cheek. he felt his cheeks grow hot. “i know what i’d do without you, i’d sleep better.”

your teasing tone made him chuckle and pick up a brownie. “y’know i cant held it.” he smirked, shoving it in his mouth. you rolled your eyes playfully and shoved his chest.

bucky smiled and sighed. “wanna sleepover tonight? promise no one is coming.” he smirked, pinching your waist. “hm, i don’t have work tomorrow.” you shrugged.

“please? i rented halloween and jaws, you can’t let me watch those alone.” he teased. you cocked an eyebrow before nodding. “fine, i’ll go get changed and i’ll come back.” you said.

bucky was ecstatic, already pulling out his tape of halloween. when you walked in wearing a tank top and shorts. he bit his lip as he sat down on his love seat.

he extended his arm, looking up at you. you sat down, cuddling into his chest. you felt something wet rub against the back of your thigh. you groaned and pulled it out.

you were now face to face with an empty condom. “wow, what a surprise.” you groaned, flicking it onto his lap. bucky groaned and lifted it himself. “shit, i’m sorry.” he said, getting up.

the night was fast, you two ended up sleeping on the couch in each other’s arms. you were the first to wake up, rubbing your nose and pulling away to stretch.

“mornin’.” bucky said, his voice raspy. you smiled and looked back at him. “i’m going out, later tonight, feel free to join me.” you winked, standing up. “you leavin’ me already?”

you shook your head, sitting next to him again. “just needed to stretch my back.” you mumbled, putting your head back on his chest. bucky’s hand moved to your thigh, his thumb rubbing the bottom of it.

you two stayed and spoke for another two hours before getting up and walking to the kitchen. “i need to get ready.” you mumbled, grabbing a bowl and pouring some cereal in it.

bucky ate breakfast with you before letting you leave, almost. “you gonna come tonight?” you asked, turning at his door. “i can’t, got work.” he shrugged. you scoffed and shook your head.

“work is code for super hot babe?” you teased, pressing the button of his nose. bucky smiled and sighed. “you know me too well.” he shook his head, kissing your head and pushing you slightly.

you walked back to your apartment, getting into a shower almost immediately. you washed and shaved before getting out and brushing your teeth. you styled your hair and did your makeup.

you wore a pair of flared jeans, a neon pink crop top that showed your cleavage and high high-heels. you hummed as you sat on you couch, waiting for your friends.

once your friends showed up, you left your apartment only to be greeted by bucky and some blonde chick. you gave him a flat smile before walking away with your friends.

sometimes you think to yourself, what if i like bucky? he is a great guy, he does make you feel butterflies when he compliments you, he does make you happy when you’re sad.

you shake the thought from your head, tonight was about you and your girls, not bucky. there was no need to think about bucky and his dashing looks or his witty charm.

shut up. god can you just shut up! you irritated yourself by thinking about him, about how he holds a cigarette in between his lips, or how he always has his hand under your leg, rubbing your thigh.

how he always wants just to cuddle, invites you over for movies, enjoys your treats not because he wants to fuck you, but because he actually likes them.

some days you thought he felt the same. him kissing your cheek or nose, the way he held you close if you two were hanging out. every gesture made you think your feelings were the same.

but then the banging starts. the painful banging that makes your heart tear apart an inch with each bang. every day you thought it was different, only to find out it was the same.

you thought about as you downed a shot, the burning took your mind from the situation for a second, making you thirsty for more. you downed another, then another, then another.

eventually you were dancing with your friends, random men and whoever would take your grasp. you were having the time of your life, and for a moment, you forgot about your troubles awaiting you at home.

but, everything good had to come to an end. you drunkenly walked up the steps to your apartment, giggling to yourself. you finally reached your door, searching for your keys.

“crap.” you cursed, giggling as you leaned into your door. you sighed loudly as you realised your only option was to greet bucky with a wide drunken smile.

“y/n? it’s four in the morning.” his voice was groggy, his eyes barely opened. you giggled at him, looking down to see he was only in a pair of boxers. “nice wiener dude.” you joked, walking inside.

bucky sighed and walked you to the red love seat. “what do you want?” he asked, rubbing his eyes. you looked around his apartment, it looked almost exactly like yours. “you’d think after the war they’d pay you enough to get a nice house.” you blurted.

you couldn’t help it, it was like word vomit, saying anything and everything. “hey, shut up.” bucky lightly slapped your cheek before walking to his kitchen.

you gasped and looked up at him with your eyebrows tied together. “here, take this.” he said, handing you two aspirin and some water. you smiled and took them, grabbing bucky and pulling him down.

bucky groaned and went to get up. “are you gonna leave? or do i have to babysit you tonight?” he teased, lifting you up bridal style. “i left my key with my friend.”

bucky rolled his eyes and brought you into his room. he stripped you of your jeans and crop top, going to grab you one of his shirts. your hands connect with his shoulders, pulling him in.

you kissed him roughly, hungrily. bucky kissed back, his hands moving onto your waist. “stop.. stop.” he whispered, pulling away. “i don’t wanna take advantage of you.” he shook his head.

“i want this, i want it real bad.. bucky just give it to me.” you begged, kissing him again. bucky sighed and gave in, pulling you into him. his hands moved under your thighs, lifting you up.

he placed you on his dresser, grinding against you. you whined, pulling him in by the light fabric of his boxers. “need you, bucky, fuckin’ need you.” you whispered, your hands moving to his face.

bucky nodded and pulled down his boxers. “do you want me to use a condom?” he asked. you shook your head. “i gotta feel you, james.” you sighed. bucky felt himself melt.

he moved your panties to the side, his forehead pressing against yours. “do you still want this?” he asked. you nodded and pulled in his hips. bucky smiled and slid into you.

you let out a loud moan, pushing your head into his. bucky groaned, giving you a few seconds to adjust before thrusting into you slowly. you whined, throwing your head back.

bucky shook his head, his hand moving to the back of your head, pulling your forehead against yours. “look at me.” he whispered. for a second, a tiny second, you felt like you were loved.

the feeling was so unfamiliar but beautiful, you wanted to saviour the moment forever. you kept your eyes on his, sweat growing on both of your foreheads.

you felt like you were floating. the both of you, drifting into the sky. you sighed, shutting your eyes for just a second. when you opened them, the moment was gone.

you were back in bucky’s apartment, both of you clung too each other. your hands moved around his neck as you cried out, bucky hitting the spot deep inside of you that you couldn’t even explain.

your toes curled and your tights squeezed around his hips. “is that it? that where you want me?” he asked, repeating the exact same slow and harsh thrusts. “oh my god yes! fuck yes!” you cried out.

you threw your head back as you felt a knot form in your stomach. “fuck, bucky, right there! oh, yes!” you moaned, biting your lip as you felt the knot grow tighter.

your legs wrapped around him as you released all over him, creating a massive mess. “oh god.” you sighed, pushing your head into his shoulder. bucky groaned as you clenched around him.

this led to bucky releasing ropes and ropes of his spend inside of you. “fuck.” he whispered, shutting his head and throwing his head back. you whimpered as he pulled out.

bucky watched as his orgasm slowly dripped out of you. there was a knock on the door— a pounding on the door. bucky sighed and pulled his boxers back up. “i’ll be back.” he said

you nodded and pulled up your panties. bucky walked back into the room with your keys in his hand. “thank you bucky.” you gushed, taking the keys from his hand.

“see you tomorrow?” he asked, smiling at you. you nodded and kissed his cheek. “bye bucky.” you mumbled, walking out of his apartment and into your own.

you cleaned yourself up, before getting into bed and falling asleep happily. the next morning, you woke up and got in for a shower almost immediately.

you walked out of your apartment, getting ready to see bucky with a smile. you looked over at his door to see him walking in with a blonde girl. you felt your heart shatter.

you froze. bucky turned around and his face dropped. “y/n, i can explain.” he said quickly, walking over to you. you shook your head and walked back into your apartment.

you sat on the floor, putting your head in your hands with a loud groan. this time wasn’t different, you were stupid to even think that it was anything but the same.

bucky’s heart broke as he watched your door slam in his face. he sighed and walked into his own apartment. “i cant shoot tonight, sorry.” he mumbled, walking into his room.

the crew and the girl sighed and groaned as they started to pack up, getting out of the room to leave bucky alone with his thoughts.

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Good Wives Club [8]

Lee Bodecker x Reader. 3rd POV. Word Count: 6.4k

Spin-off to American Pie

Chapter Seven || Chapter Nine

Summary: It’s been more than a year since she’s escaped the ghost of her past but life is never fair to a girl like her. Lee doesn’t care that she has a husband, a nice house, and sugary fake friends, he wants what’s rightfully his.

Content (this chapter): Infidelity, mentions of death, loss, angst, marital abuse (nothing too violent but still DV), smut (18+ only, MINORS DNI), unprotected sex, cockwarming.

Lee managed to get out of the house before Florence woke up. He was still tired from being out late last night, but it was worth it. He couldn't stop imagining Y/n's soft hand around him and jerking him off. It left him distracted for the entire day and wondering when they'd be able to do something like that again. He was feeling like a horny teenager again. But, Lee knows it's not going to be that easy, especially since the news regarding Y/n's mother-in-law. He was worried about her seeing that her husband didn't seem to give a damn about her. Y/n was obviously hurt last night. Lee is not that good at comforting people, even if it's a woman he cares about, but he takes the way she talked to him last night as a good thing. She wasn't scared or worried about being caught since they were far away from Brewer Heights. If he had it his way, he would have gone home with her that night and kept her company.

He rode by her house after leaving the station. The light was on in the living room, but her husband's car wasn't there. Lee kept going, deciding it was best to just go home until he got to the stop sign and made the snap decision to ride around the block to circle back to her house. He hopes Lou won't show up tonight, at least not while he's here.

Y/n answered the door in the same clothes she wore last night. She looked tired, like she hasn't had an inch of sleep. He can see the lines of worry deep in her face. Lou must've not come home yet.

"Can I come in?"

Y/n nods and steps to the side to give him the space to walk in.

Lee is being very cautious with her in this fragile state. He's almost a little bit stiff just standing in the middle of her living room. He feels like an intruder in her home, and now he knows how she must feel when she comes over.

"Lou not here?"

"No. He's still at the house. He called me today...told me that they're moving quickly with funeral plans."

Lee nods, not knowing completely what to say. He wishes he could be better at these types of things, especially since Y/n needs the comfort right now. But, he is able to be there for her physically which is already better than what her husband is doing.

"Are you alright? Are you hungry? Do you need something to eat?"

"I'm fine Lee," she says with a bit of a laugh in her voice. It's funny yet cute to watch him care for her like this. "Believe it or not, but Suzy came over and brought some food. Your wife has yet to show her face, but she did call."

Lee has spent more time with Y/n in the last 24 hours than he has with his own wife. He prefers it that way even though the circumstances that cause this are unfortunate. He hasn't spent this much time with Y/n in years, and it's very different than it was those years ago. He was just poking at her when he would call her a "little girl" because she's not. It is glaringly obvious that the person she is today wouldn't fall for half the shit he put her through years ago. It's sobering to realize that.

However, one thing remains constant and that is that Y/n is vulnerable; she always has been and she always will be. She had to delude herself into believing that she needed Lee back then, but now she feels like she has a choice and her choice is Lee. She'd chosen him over and over again. She feels shameful for realizing that in the wake of her mother-in-law dying. The loss is doing a number on Y/n. The woman died thinking that Y/n is truly in love with her son, but she's seeking another man's comfort to mourn her loss.

"You should leave," she says suddenly.

Lee stiffens as her words. He wants to protest against her wish and force her to let him stay, but he doesn't have it in him to be so mean to her right now. She looks like she's barely gotten any sleep and the lines in her face are very prominent. He sighs before walking towards the door. He gives her one last look and she's not looking at him -- he knows what that means.

"If you need anything, call me, please?"

He sounded like he was hurt. It's not like him to ask for things politely and the 'please' struck Y/n in the worst way possible. She can't handle being guilty anymore. She turns her head away so he doesn't see her cry. If she began to cry in front of him then he would use that as a reason to stay. Instead she shielded herself and her shame from him until he left. The door opened for just a few seconds but it let in a rush of cold air. It closes soon after, leaving Y/n alone.

Y/n was too preoccupied with the usurp of her regular life to keep her ear open to town gossip. If she did though she would know that the rift between Lee and his wife is becoming a very real thing and known to the people in town.

Florence is respected, but she's not being gossiped about, especially since she's not the nicest woman around. Some people said she was reaping what she sowed and that karma finally got her ass. Only a handful of people feel bad for her, and one of those people is Y/n.

She was at the store getting some groceries to make a soup her mother-in-law had taught her. Lou had come home the day after Lee last came over. He looked tired and hungry and she wanted to comfort him by providing him with something the woman who raised him used to make for him. The barley soup became such a comfort food for her when Y/n joined the family. She was gathering recipes when she overheard some women talking. She would usually ignore it, but the names 'Flo' and 'Lee' instantly caught her attention. Y/n hasn't seen or talked to Lee since that day he came over. She feels a little bit bad for how she abruptly kicked him off, but she felt it was necessary to do so.

"She was screaming at him -- I mean screaming. Ellen from the shop lives next door to them and heard it all. She said Lee was making much of an argument for himself and he was barely speaking, so he must be guilty."

Y/n stood there idly for a good minute before someone politely asked her to move. She felt like an idiot when she realized she was just standing there to listen to gossip about people she knew. Both Lee and Florence are only a phone call away, but Y/n doubts either of them will tell her what the argument was about. Lee never liked to tell Y/n the contents of his arguments with Florence although he always complained about them and how frequent they were.

What could Florence be so mad at Lee about that her screams were heard by the neighbor?

Of course the first thing Y/n considered was Florence possibly finding out about them. However, there would be no way Florence wouldn't spread that around town in just a matter of hours. Everyone would be looking at her as if she was wearing the scarlet letter, and those women’s conversations wouldn't have been so vague. Whatever the argument is about, it's not Y/n's problem right now. Her concern is on her husband and the family.

Lou didn't say much to her when he came home, he just told her the family's plans for the funeral and the cause of death. Anne Morgan passed away peacefully in her sleep next to her husband of over 50 years. It should give both Y/n and Lou peace that she died of natural causes and not in any pain, but the family matriarch being gone is not digestible. She died before she could have a grandchild or two from her only son. She leaves behind her husband, three children, and three grandchildren. No one expected her to pass away before Lou's father did. She seemed to be in good health and was still active around the house and her beloved garden. Y/n wondered who would take care of the garden now. His father certainly won't and his sisters don't live in town. Y/n is not good at gardening, but she'll read a thousand books to keep those flowers alive.

She has such a strong attachment to Lou's family despite the love in their marriage being nonexistent most of the time. They were truly her family. His sisters were so kind to her and welcoming. It was hard to see them leave town, but they have their own husbands and lives to tend to. They would talk on the phone from time to time but those calls became less frequent once they expanded their own families. Y/n hasn't seen or talked to them in a few months, but she'll see them soon. It's unfortunate that they have to be brought together under these circumstances.

In a weird way, going out with Florence and Suzy was like being around her sister-in-laws, albeit a more shallow and gossip-centered version of her sister-in-laws. It was more about them being two women to occupy her time rather than a real bond. Y/n was lonely and at the time the only person who could give her comfort was not completely within her reach.

Days began to go by and the icing out was becoming increasingly obvious from both her husband and her "friends." Florence has called Y/n or made any attempts to reach out to her. Hell, even Susie has called her more than Florence, but eventually those calls began to dry up. Susie is stuck under Florence's rule that she has no backbone or wherewithal to stand up for herself. She can't even call Y/n which Florence wouldn't even know about. Florence is well-liked and known because of her husband's position, and Susie is not the type of person that would be able to withstand being ostracized. The lack of communication from them makes Y/n believe that that fight between Florence and Lee was about her. Maybe someone saw Lee come over or they saw Y/n get into his cruiser that one night. But it's so hard to gauge because no one looks at her like she's a harlot. She can't help but think about it for most of her day, even as the funeral approaches.

That shouldn't be her main concern though. She has her own marital problems to deal with yet she's desperate to know where she stands with both Florence and Lee.

They held the funeral on the Saturday after Anne's passing. There were faces that Y/n had never seen before, people coming up to Lou and giving him their condolences. She stood by her husband's side, holding his hand as tightly as possible, but it felt like she was somehow alone. He was like a rock. Lou was never good with emotions, but Y/n expected to see something when they closed his mother's casket, but not a single thing flashed on his face. Y/n wondered what he thought, but she didn't ask in fear of him lashing out at her.

He's becoming angrier since it happened. Now that his mother is gone he is going to have to reckon with his father's health declining too. The stress of uncertainty makes him angry. When he's stressed because of a long day at work he is just quiet. Y/n oddly misses that quietness because it's better than the chaos brewing inside of him. Her husband quietly changed before her eyes. His mother's death isn't making him somber or want to be alone like Y/n expected from her often brooding husband. There has been an increase of empty bottles of rum and whiskey in the house. She even found a bottle of moonshine which was very out of character for her husband. He wasn't drinking around her, but she knows he's drinking a lot.

Y/n was just hoping that the weight of planning a parent's funeral is what was driving him to drink. He'll never get over the grief, but she expected that laying Anne to rest would give him some sort of closure. It had for Y/n, but she was stupid to assume her husband was anything like her.

Lou has been getting drunk for days and days after the funeral. He nearly ruined their Thanksgiving with his behavior, arguing with his sister's about past mistakes before his father had to shut him down. It seems that Ed is the only person who can get through to his hard-headed son. But, he cannot always be there to placate Lou. He can't go home with them to keep his son from yelling at his wife and taking his anger out on her. Y/n has never seen such rage from someone she knows. He drinks and gets angry at her as if all of this is her fault.

She could maybe withstand this if she could at least see Lee. Even a peak of him at the store would be something. But everything has been so quiet. It felt like the calm before a nasty storm. The stillness got to her so much that it felt like torture.

What felt like the longest November of her life finally ended and it was the first week of December. The holidays are not going to be easy this year at all, but Y/n has to brave it.

Lou ranges from being despondent to being angry multiple times a day, so hot and so cold. It's a miracle that he's able to get up for work and not cause problems there, but going into the pharmacy during the early morning hours is like muscle memory at this point for him.

Y/n would rather him be there then at home. When he's at home he's just outright mean. All his frustration, hurt, and anger is taken out on her. All the progress she had made with him had been wiped out in a matter of seconds.

"Why did you make a pot roast?"

"You told me to Lou, don't you remember?"

He didn't. He told her the night before he wanted his dinner ready for him by the time he got home. He had specifically told her to make a pot roast from a recipe clipping from his sister. Y/n remembers it clearly but her husband is experiencing brain fog. When he gets confused he gets angry for no rational reason.

"Do you think I'm fucking stupid? I'm not eating that shit," he drops the plate into the sink, causing a loud bang of the plate and silverware.

Y/n flinches and her gut instinct is to push out a small 'sorry'. She's afraid that speaking will make it worse but showing remorse usually placates Lou. He huffs and steps closer to her. He's only been home for 30 minutes but he smells like alcohol. The smell is enough to make Y/n dizzy but her husband has her cornered, pinned against the counter.

The phone begins to ring and Y/n thinks that it's going to be what saves her from this moment, but Lou lets it keep ringing.

"What if that's your dad? What if he needs you?" Y/n asks in a panic. Her mentioning Ed doesn't help at all.

Lou roughly grabs her wrist which forces her to look him square in the eyes. He was mean, but he had never physically touched her like this. Y/n was in a state of shock, unable to move or speak, she just stands there looking stupid. This is not the first time she's been handled roughly by a man, even Lee has done that to her as some point, but Lou is her husband.

"You're a bitch Y/n," he spits at her. He believes she's trying to strike a nerve with him even though that is not fully her intention. She is just trying to bring her husband back to this reality with her. Having so much anger isn't going to make the family situation worse, in fact it's going to make things worse. His sisters' are not going to want to come around and his father is going to be ashamed of his only son.

Y/n cowers away from him and tries to pull out of his grasp but her efforts are futile. She isn't free until Lou decides to let her go. She quickly turns around so she doesn't have to face him. Tears well in her eyes and she sniffles to prevent her nose from running. Lou doesn't say anything as he has not come to his senses, and he may never do so. He doesn't apologize, just slinks out of the room without a sound. His apathy was one thing but Y/n can't handle the possibility of being a battered wife. She makes up her mind right there that she's going to get out of this no matter how hard it is.

The coloring of the ceiling does not match the color of the walls. The walls are pure white while the ceiling is an off-white color. Y/n doesn't care about it whatsoever but she zeros in on it to try to calm herself.

She's been trying to fall asleep for over an hour but her body is rejecting rest. She's on edge sleeping next to her husband. Lou is knocked, snoring peacefully without a worry in the world. Y/n looks over to him and so much resentment fills up inside of her. She wishes she had the conviction to grab the pillow beneath her head and smother him with it. Her violent thoughts had only been reserved for men who tried to take advantage and hurt her when she was working -- never did she think she would think this way about the man she married. She often daydreamed about what type of man she would marry. She ignored the words of patrons saying she's "damaged goods" just like every other woman here. She imagined a man who wasn't from here or at least didn't care about what she did to simply make a living.

She was foolish to think that Lou was that person. He was so different in the beginning, so kind, but she's long realized that it was a farce to just have a wife. Lou was approaching his late 20s when he met and most of his peers were married with a child or two. He felt left out and picked the first woman he laid eyes upon to be his. Y/n can't help but wonder if she had Florence's background and was more like her from the beginning if her husband would have been so cold, or would even a woman like Florence be shut out?

Trying to sleep when she's so on edge is pointless. She rolls out of bed and quietly exits the room. She can always sleep on the couch, something she has done before. She walks to the kitchen first. Her throat is so dry and she needs a glass of water. Her eyes flash to the telephone while walking to the refrigerator. Lee is just one phone call away. It's a little past midnight so her only option would be to call the station. Usually she would hesitate to try to reach him, but not tonight. She hears his voice in her head telling her to call him whenever she needs him. She needs him desperately.

She grabs the phone and dials the number to Lee's office. She remembers it by heart; it's hard to forget. It rings for longer than Y/n would like it to. It's a fifty chance that he's at work right now. It's a clear night and snow has yet to hit the ground so he could be out riding around.

"Hello?"

"Lee."

Lee should've known it was going to be her. No one else would directly call his office at this time of night. A smirk unknowingly spreads across his face as he hears that voice. He's kept his distance due to the difficult time, but he knew he wouldn't have to wait too long.

"Come and get me."

Her hastiness worried him a little bit, "is everything okay?"

"Yes. I just don't want to be here -- I want to be with you. Can you come and get me?"

Lee wasn't going to ask her any more questions. She was calling him to come and get her and that's all he cared about.

"Be on the lookout. I'll be there in 20 minutes."

Lee made it his mission to get there in less than the expected time. He turned his headlights off as he turned down her street. Him being here at this time of night would be way too suspicious. He can't get caught when Florence is already on his ass. She discovered that he wasn't at work that night like he had told her. She ran into one of his deputies' at the store and he had mentioned not seeing Lee that night. Lee told her that the deputy came in after him and that's why he didn't see Lee. It was an obvious lie, but after a few minutes of screaming it seems like Florence bought it. He was increasingly caring less and less about getting caught. Well, he at least doesn't care about the consequences for himself because there are none. Things would be significantly harder for Y/n if they get caught which is why his headlights are off as he parks in their driveway.

Y/n comes out of the house just seconds after he pulls up. She softly closes the front door and clutches the key in her hand. Lou had hid her set of keys from her, but he was so sloppy drunk that he did a poor job at hiding it. He was crazy if he thought he was going to be able to keep her locked in that house.

"Where's your jacket? Aren't you cold?"

Lee chastises her as she gets into the cruiser in just her pajamas. It's near 30 degrees out. She just didn't care as she left the house, she just wanted to be out.

"Do you want to sit here in the driveway and risk getting caught, or do you want to get out of here?"

Y/n could have never gotten away with talking to him like that years ago, but Lee just sighs and pulls out of the driveway knowing that she's right about the risk. Plus he has plenty of time to interrogate her on the drive to their spot.

"Why were you in such a rush to leave? You had me worried on the phone when you called."

"I don't like that house...I don't like that man."

Lee knows that this didn't just come out of thin air, and this attitude coming on the heels of her mother-in-law's death means that something must've happened. It's kind of funny, they're both having marital problems at the same time so they turn to each other for comfort. Lee should have called her sooner, but he needed Y/n to make that call. He didn't want to take advantage of her in a vulnerable state, but it seems like she's permanently in one.

"Lou is grieving," Y/n sniffles and begins to play with her hand to warm them up. Lee takes notice of that and turns the car's heat up for her. "I know he's hurting, but he is becoming unbearable. I can't deal with him anymore, Lee. I need to leave -- I need to leave him."

"Calm down Y/n. I don't want you to do something stupid you're goin to regret. He's still your husband." Lee was not nearly speeding to get to their spot. He can't give Y/n his full attention like she deserves. She has more to say than she lets on, but it never takes Lee much to pry it out of her.

"I don't care Lee."

She sounds like a fed up wife, just like Florence. There are so many similarities between both of their fucked relationships, but Lee has heard from Y/n how mean Lou can be. He ignores her which sounds like the worst thing for Y/n. Lee makes himself feel better by telling himself he's not that bad of a husband. All he's doing is cheating on Florence. He's not mean to her and he doesn't put his hands on her. He's not completely absolved though because he has spoken harshly to Florence in the past, not to mention how he was also mean to Y/n. He's no saint, so to pat himself on the back is hypocritical. However, Y/n running back to him only enables him. Both of them are fucked up. He used to judge his sister and her husband, but him and Y/n's relationship is not that far off from theirs. They don't dabble in sketchy things like Sandy and Carl, so that makes him slightly naive to his and Y/n's own faults.

"Did somethin' happen for you to be actin' up like this?"

Y/n is reluctant to answer. She weighs the pros and cons of telling Lee but she ultimately comes to the conclusion to keep her mouth shut. Even if Lee "handles" Lou, what will happen with her? Lee's not going to suddenly divorce his wife and take her in. Lou's family would probably shun her even if she isn't in the wrong.

"He's just mean," she says weakly. She folds her arms and looks out of the window. The signs of defiance are not lost on Lee, but she also keeps his mouth shut.

His cruiser pulls up to the familiar and the car comes to a halt. Lee looks over at Y/n and tries to get a read on her. He doesn't know if she wants to just talk like they did last time or what her true intentions are for wanting to come out here. He can see that she's still shivering despite the heat of the car. He wants to chastise her for coming out in such thin pajamas, but he takes off his jacket instead.

"Here," his voice captures Y/n's attention. She looks at him quizzically before taking the jacket and wrapping it around herself. "Don't come out here dressed like that in winter," he says softly because he just couldn't help himself.

Y/n has no response. She's just silent which is unnerving for Lee. He finds himself displaced by it. He wants to be the one to occupy her thoughts, not whatever happened tonight.

"Hey," he says, catching her attention, "you look really pretty tonight."

"Thank you Lee," she says meekly. He was being very delicate with her tonight, and Y/n likes it -- she needs it. "I don't feel it."

"You always look pretty," He grabs her chin to force her to look at him, "always pretty."

He kisses her with a bit of apprehension. He's unsure if she's in the mood for this, but then again she wouldn't have called if she didn't want to do something. She kisses him back which prompts him to grab her thigh. He squeezes it lightly before sliding it his hand further up her thigh. She groans at the feeling, she's giving into her desires.

"On my lap."

Y/n carefully climbs over the car console. As she straddles him she leans back and accidentally honks the car horn. She yelps and turns her head around before realizing that she was the one who did that. They weren't caught -- she just made a mistake. Lee laughs into her breast before kissing her bare skin.

"You tryin' to get us caught cherry?"

"Shut up," she says in embarrassment.

He's kissing her again, his hand coming up to the back of her head and holding her there. It's not like she's going to move away from his grasp, but Lee is desperate for her. Her body pressed against his makes him flush. She lightly grinds against him which makes his cock stir to life. He's sure that she can feel his growing bulge poking at her. He's not sure how far they'll go tonight -- He doesn't have a condom on him.

Lee leans back in his seat to unbutton her pajama top. Underneath is nothing but a thin camisole. Her nipples poke through the material. The poor thing must be so cold, but Lee can't help but not care when he sees how hard her nipples are. He pulls down the top a little roughly, messing up some of the seams just because he's so greedy. Y/n gasps at the tearing sound but she begins to moan when he sucks on the sensitive skin. She throws her head back and revels in his warm mouth on her skin. It's been years but it feels so familiar. She's brought back to a time where they did this all the time. His sweet mouth suckling on her skin desperately like he's weak.

She grabs the back of his head to keep him attached to her. She grinds harder against him. She would always feel guilty about Lee doing most of the work and she needed to find a way to please him too. He hums against her skin as she pushes herself down against his bulge. There is no way he isn't going to fuck her tonight, he needs to. He needs to feel her warm pussy sinking down on him and wrapping around him so softly. Her skin is so smooth and she smells so good. She smells like another man's wife but it's so intoxicating.

"Keep goin' Lee," she whines. She was never one to beg but she's just so needy. His desperation bleeds through and it's contagious.

Lee pops one of her nipples out of his mouth only to take the other one into her mouth. He fumbles with his belt in the process, blindly trying to take it off so he can get his cock out. He feels her hands reach down to join him in setting him free. It takes a good while of their clumsy hands bumping against each other before she could feel his hard cock against her covered mound. Lee reluctantly detaches his mouth from her nipple to get her out of her pajama bottoms. There isn't much room in the front seat of his cruiser, but they'll make it work -- they always have.

"Get inside of me Lee," she whines, "please."

Lee obliges and once he has her out of her bottoms, he just pushes her panties to the side and lets the head of his cock poke at her slit. Y/n is slightly hesitant because it's been a while since she's had sex. She grabs his cock to keep it in place and it's just as thick as she remembers. In her memory is the searing memory of his cock spearing into her. She used to struggle to take him in the beginning of their "relationship", but had gotten used to his size. Now that's it been years since he's fucked her, she's a little bit nervous but she doesn't want to stop.

"Go 'head baby, I got you."

He places a hand on her back to guide her onto his cock while his words soothe her. She whines as his cock pushed inside of her, the ridges of his cock sliding against her wet walls until he reaches the hilt.

Lee uses all his willpower to control himself. It would just be so easy to cum inside of her already. Her pussy pulses around him, inviting him deeper and deeper inside of her. Her pussy is just so perfect and plush that it causes Lee to whimper like he's a wounded animal. He's slightly embarrassed by the noises he lets out so he takes her nipple into his mouth again. Her skin muffles his cries, but they still sound out and vibrate against her skin.

Y/n begins to move herself up and down on his cock. She takes it slow although her body is pushing her to go faster. She wants to take her time to savor the delicious stretch he gives her. This won't be the last time they do this, she promises herself that, but if anything she has learned over the last few weeks is that anything can happen.

"Feel so good baby, feel so good," she purrs. His cock is so heavenly and so deep within her.

Lee lives for the praise and it makes him fuck into her fast. Y/n holds onto him and bounces on top of him. Y/n adores they way he holds onto her hips and fucks her with passion. But, what she loves even more is the way his lips feel on her skin. He kisses and nips at the skin of her breast. Her grasp on him becomes tighter as she holds onto him for dear life. She moans loudly as the curve of his cock causes him to poke at her sweet spot. The head batters that spot over and over again until she's speechless.

"Pussy is so wet and tight for me, cherry. Did she miss me?"

It wouldn't be sex with Lee if he wasn't teasing her. His teasing just makes her moan louder and that is a good enough answer for him. He's missed her so much; missed her compliance and her warmth. Her walls are like silk wrapped around him and it's only by some miracle that he hasn't cum already, but he is dangerously close

"You gotta cum for me, doll," his hand finds its way between their pressed bodies and he rubs her clit, "need to feel you cum on me."

Lee is desperate for it. It sounds out in his whiny voice and it shows in how he fucks her. Y/n feels spoiled by him and his presence. Thoughts of her husband are pushed out of her head and instead make room for Lee. Not a single coherent thought exists up there in that brain of hers when his cock is ruining her. Her breath catches in her throat as he rubs her clit faster. She doesn't know if it's his cock deep inside of her, the hand on her clit, his groans of pleasure, or the dangerous combination of it all that overwhelms her body into an orgasm.

"Lee!"

His name sounds like a prayer on her lips. He looks up at her face, all scrunched up in angelic pleasure. She's his girl. No matter what -- that's his girl.

Her pussy becomes tighter as she reaches her lingering high. Lee is right behind as his hips begin to stutter and his cock pulses inside of her. He shows all of the tell-tale signs of an approaching orgasm.

"Y-You have to pull out Lee," a slight sense of panic colors her voice.

He doesn't want to, and she truly doesn't want him to do so either, but they have no other choice. A pregnancy is the last thing the two of them need right now.

"Okay pretty girl...just let me -- fuck -- let me keep fucking you for a few more minutes."

Lee rocked his hips upwards as he pushed himself to the very edge of his limit. Something deep inside of him is telling him to fall prey to his lust and just cum inside of her like he truly wants. It would be so euphoric for the rest of them. But, he slides out of her and instead jerks his cock until he's cumming in on her mound. He groans as his cum sputters out of him and onto her body. Y/n moans at the feeling of the white, sticky substance landing on her skin and getting caught in her hairs. His cum warms her skin and it makes her delirious to see herself painted with him.

Lee groans as his body is fully satiated. He could fall asleep right here in the cruiser if he really wanted to, his body exhausted after releasing what had been pent up inside of him for months. His cock begins to soften inside of her, but he doesn't want to pull out. She keeps his cock warm and his heart swells just a little bit.

They're both in a bit of a daze but still of desire for each other. Y/n falls forward against him and hangs off of him like she has no power in her limbs. Lee rubs small circles in her back as he sighs deeply. Her heart is beating loud and fast in his ears and that's all he can focus on.

It's too late to be out here, but Lee can't bring himself to ask Y/n to get off of him just yet. He doesn't want to take her home either. The soft light from the moon paints a beautiful life of them somehow coming out of this unscathed and being together. Lee recognizes now that that is what he wants although it doesn't feel within reach despite having his cock inside of her. The outlook feels bleak for the two of them. Will they be relegated to sneaking around until one of them gets fed up and tired? Lee's not sure how to get out of this. It was all fun and games those years ago when he was just fucking her and finding comfort in her and then going back home to his wife. But, now that that "perfect life" is somewhat in reach it doesn't look as shiny as used to.

However, he is Lee. And if there is one thing about him everyone knows it's that Lee knows how to worm his way out of trouble and get what he wants.

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Sebastian's Characters and their reactions to you wanting to be choked.

Part Two -- Chris Evans Four Part One

1st: Lee Bodecker- The Devil All The Time

Lee sucks on his teeth, tooth pick rolling between his lips as he steps closer to you and presses you into the cruiser — his belt digging into your stomach.

"Say that again, Honey." His blue eyes were on fire, red lips stretching into a grin as you looked up at him.

"I want you to choke me, Sheriff." His hand touched your hip moving up your side and followed the line of your arm until his finger tips were pressing into the side of your neck.

"You want me to choke you, Honey? Huh?" You nodded, gulping as he moves his hand until it gripped the side of your neck, "Choke ya? Anythin' else, hon, how 'bout I fuck ya real good? Making you feel me around your throat and inside your pussy?" You swallow — the palm of his hand pressing enough to make it difficult to breathe. Your head was already starting to spin as he leaned in closer, erection pressing into your stomach too and lips brushing over your jaw.

"What do you say, Hon?"

"Please-"

2nd Lance Tucker- The Bronze.

You were leaning against his desk, eyes on fire and Lance couldn't help but notice the way your breathing made your chest rise and fall and stretch the tight shirt you wore over you. He watched the movement, looked up at your eyes, then back down and smirked.

"That's the only way I'll get you to shut the fuck up?" He raised a brow.

"Tucker-"

"I'm not objecting, Sweetheart, I'm interested. I've shoved my cock in your mouth, made you wet my fingers until you were gagging and yet my hand around your throat is what will do the trick?" He reached for you, pads of his fingers pressing into your pulse and he could feel the flutter of it beneath his fingers.

Your lips parted, arm fall to your sides to grip the desk behind you and Lance stretched his hands out to wrap it around your throat giving it a gentle squeeze. The way you eyes widened made his cock stir, his gut flame with heat and he wanted to feel himself in your throat as he controlled you.

"Sweetheart, you want to be choked. I'll fucking choke ya." He squeezes and your eyes roll as a moan falls from your lips.

3rd Micky - Monday

The sea salt on your lips was addicting, he could taste the inside of your mouth for hours and still crave more and the way you wrapped around him was beyond addicting. He needs to know how you feel pulsing around his cock, moaning his name and begging for more.

"What do you want?" He presses his mouth against your neck, hand sliding under your dress and up your thigh, "Please, Baby, tell me what you want."

The sound of the party is a riot behind him as your lips press to his ear and you pant out, "Choke me, Micky."

His blood runs cold than feverishly hot, a dizzy wave of arousal knocks him down and he has to move his weight as not to crush you into the blanket beneath you.

"Fuck. Yeah, yeah I'm do that. How do you want me too? Huh, Baby? Tell me."

You wriggled under him until you could grab his hand and hold it up to your neck. Your fingers curled over his as you pushed against his palm and sighed.

"Please, Micky."

He squeezes, "I got you, Baby, I got you."

4th: Charles Blackwood - We've Always Lived In The Castle

You hadn't gotten the words out proper, Charles was a force in the bedroom his eyes wild, body strong and when he wanted too he could make it hurt in the right way.

Charles knew what you'd wanted even as you stuttered at him, nails digging into his arms, tears streaming down your face. He'd done it to you last week and you'd came around his cock like a dream.

"Say it." He bit at your throat, leaving a mark and licking at it as you whimpered and squirmed under him, "Come on, Darling, say it for me."

"I-I want you to-to-" Your mouth was trembling as kissed you, took your bottom lip between his teeth and pulled until you moaned, "Choke me."

He groans, gritting his teeth and fucking into harder — his fingers looked beautiful around your throat, your eyes open wide, mouth red and bruised and Charles squeezed as he fucked you. Your eyes rolling back and a moan weakly trying to make it past your lips.

"God, Darling. The things you let me do to you."

@bucky-soldat

I'm definitely gonna do more of these! But this is what I've gotten out so far 😁😁😁

Next list will be 4 or Chris's.

The next Seb list will have Scott Huffman, Bucky Barnes, Carter Baizen and Frank.

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potatothots · 2 years

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Masterlist

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What Are You

"I'm whatever you want me to be."

An AU series of miniseries, one-shots, PWPs, drabbles, and more based on the Lovecraftian concept of “old gods” and a vague sprinkling of mythological creatures from around the world.

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Bucky Barnes

"Porcelain Doll": a semidark!bucky x reader smut (explicit) where Bucky learns what it means to have a duel-edged kink. Warnings: Sex, obsessive!bucky, powered!reader (no explicit description given), choking kink, fear of choking kink. This is NOT a dub/noncon!

"Weapon": dark!bucky. Bucky knows what he is and what he’ll always be. Warnings: anger, dark bucky, the winter soldier, canon type violence, some racism (in passing)

"Ruminating": Bucky Barnes x Reader. Bucky can’t help but let obsessive thoughts run through his mind at night. His girl helps him out. Warnings: dark bucky, the winter soldier, sex, blow job (m receiving), bad thoughts, mentions of drug use, the reader has powers (vague in what they are), talk of death (winter soldier's handiwork)

"Alien Machinery (They Told Him To)": Bucky remembers Hydra's humiliating experiments. Warnings: noncon, masturbation, implied sex, implied noncon, voyeurism, humiliation

"Alien Machinery (Love Scripts from Metal Fingertips)": Pt. 2 to Alien Machinery Warnings: noncon, masturbation, implied sex, implied noncon, voyeurism, humiliation

"Good Morning": Hydra AU. Dark Winter Soldier x You. Hydra won. How did you sleep through that? Warnings: canon-level typical violence allusions, mentions of a hard on, non-con drugging

Part 2 to "Good Morning": a blurb for the upcoming larger part.

"Princess": for @charmed-asylum 's #promptthebreaks challenge 2022: Dark Vampire!Bucky Barnes x Reader. Challenge prompts are inside. Reader has a crush on Bucky. Bucky has a crush on reader. He decides to show her what she means to him during Halloween. Warnings: Sex, obsessive!bucky, noncon, blood, physical violence in a bad way

"Consciousness": Hydra AU. Consciousness is the first thing the Soldat’s brain registers. Not the cold hanging in the air, the darkness enveloping him, nor the silence only broken by far-off creaking. Warnings: canon-level typical violence, overly descriptive language

"Bitter Man": Dark Professor Bucky Barnes x Reader/you. You go to Professor Barnes in hopes of having him help you with your failing grade in his class. Warnings: Smut, Blow Jobs, mean bucky, dark bucky, dub-con, degrading language

"This Coffee is Gonna be Good": Bucky Barnes x Reader/You, Natasha x Reader/You (platonic). Bucky is a liar. You're tired of it. Fluff, no cheating or anything! It's too fargin' cute; I hate it. ;)

Bi-Han (Sub Zero from Mortal Kombat 1 - 2023)

"Tea Culture": Bi-Han x Reader. He sees everything you do.

"Untitled (for now)": Dark!Bi-Han x Virgin!Reader. Bi-Han takes what he wants. The Lin Kuei are always repaid.

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slothspaghettiwrites · 3 years

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Lee Bodecker Masterlist

Series

I Walk The Line - Daddy!Lee x Babyboy

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Ao3

Suga’Bearverse - Sub/Little!Lee x Mommy!Reader

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Ao3

Into The Woods - Orc!Lee x Reader

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Ao3

One Shots / Asks / Drabbles

The Pull - Lee Sandwich Soulmates Prompt

Settle Me Down

Stay

Trucker!Orc!Lee x Lot Lizard!Reader

Best Show in Town

Bad Moon Rising

Give me a hand to hold and skin to taste

Nothing But The Water

Innocent Reader - blow job

Innoncent Reader - masturbation

Fucking in the backseat of the cruiser

Pepsi Cup recreate

Fucking on the hood of the cruiser

Sugar Daddy!Lee Bodecker thots

Neighbors who are fucking

Vampire!Lee x Slayer!Reader

Arlene Russell/Reader Rewrite

Ice Cream Sundae

Summer Lovin’

Hate fucking

New Years Eve with Lee

Lee HC’s - Adopts Dogs

More Lee and puppies

Dibs @gotnofucks and Sloth create a FERAL Sheriff - Avengers crossover

Last time the sheriff saw you, you were a kid, but now you were all woman

you get pulled over on your way home one night

big tiddie committee

How does our Sheriff Daddy want to rail you?

dat ass

Made Up Fic Titles - Ready to Sin

Made Up Fic Titles - Big Ole Bed

Made Up Fic Titles - The Devil On My Back

Made Up Fic Title - The Dance of The Shadows and The Moonlight

Character Analysis - Would a Nice Girl Help Our Sheriff Daddy?

Made Up Fic Titles - Lee Bodecker and His Big Fat Cock

Made Up Fic Title - Lee Bodecker x Reader - Breaking The Law

Body Shots

Alpha!Lee Bodecker x Omega Reader - Lee finds you in the woods

Daddy!Lee x Babyboy - @foxgloveprincess and I have lil lovin’ sesh jealousy, branding, breeding, and beards

road head thot

Reader gets taken hostage by some baddies

black mailing sheriff daddy - Secrets

The Sheriff Will See You Now

You get arrested and Lee bails you out

you’re a female deputy

sloppy bjs

Protective!Lee Bodecker x Reader - Hardware Trouble

relaxing with Lee

Blackout

Rainy Night in Meade

wedding night/day

Lee Bodecker x Reader x Lucas Lee - Making a Lee Sandwich

caring Lee

Daddy!Lee comforts his baby

secret pinup secretary

Modern Lingerie

Plus Size Reader - Body worship

Honey Buns

Lee Bodecker with cats

Southern Comfort

touch starved!Lee

Praise Kink

Beauty Queen 1

Beauty Queen 2

Lee wears your Panties 1

Lee wears your panties 2

a new ending for TDATT

Nurse imagine

Ancient God Lee

Single Dad Lee

Lee’s first father’s day

Judge and Jury

Butter Her Buns

beach holiday

shy neighbor reader in the church bathroom

Lee Bodecker x Reader x Lucas Lee - kidnapped

Heart on My Hip

Busted Tailight

Platter Party

Yandere Prompt - I’m The Law Around Here

Yandere Prompt - Home Sweet Home

Yandere Prompt - That Dress

body conscious lee

teasing alpha!lee

Lee kidnaps you and you’re cool with it

Kissing Prompts - Goodbye

Soulmate AU Prompt - Lost in the Woods

Need All Of You

All That Glitters

Captain, My Captain

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starshipsofstarlord · 3 years

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The Sheriff and the Murderer

Part Four

Previous Parts | Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Series Masterlist

Summary | car rides come to a gruelling end, leaving you and Sandy with the dirty business of burying Simon’s limbs. Though, when Lee enters the station, he hears the news of a weeping widow, that has been touched unfairly by your husband. He has to find Simon.

Warnings | mentions of death, mentions of rape, mentions of pregnancy, angst, mentions of sex, includes smut, swearing, fingering, blowjob, titty fucking, dirty talk, anal sex, squirting

Quick link to my masterlist, if you’re interested in reading more of my crap 😬

Dirt moulded upon the seams of your knees as you knelt, placing Simon’s hand upon the pile of his scattered body parts. There had been many holes dug in the woods, and it was beginning to get dark, as you and Sandy finally finished hiding the evidence of your crime.

A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you had finally finished stowing away the parts of your life that haunted you, and with much pleasure, buried it deep within the ground. “Surely now you’ll be looking for a new husband...” Sandy snickered, grabbing a rag to wipe the grime from her well adversed hands off on.

“That would not at all be suspicious.” You rolled your eyes at your friend, grabbing the shovels and moving towards her trunk. “But I’m going to need a story for his disappearance, Lee among others will certainly find it strange to never see me worrying of his return.”

A light scoff emitted from the blonde, as she shook her unruly curled head. She placed a hand upon your shoulder, giving you a tender smile to soothe your thoughtful nerves. “Ain’t nobody gonna wanna find that poor excuse of a man. And if they do, you’re gonna be the last person that they suspect.”

She had a point, the people in town that knew of you, were aware that you were nothing more than a simple housewife. You were forced to depend on Simon and his income, and without either, you would fall into squalor. But a life of difficulty, fighting against sexist poverty would be better than living with that monster.

Because that is what Simon was, a monster. He had no recollection nor care for the value of you being a woman, like many men in the day and age. And now, with his bones hidden in the middle of nowhere, far form citizen eyes, you were free, though you were unsure of what to do with your newfound freedom, and how you would manage it.

“What about that wife of his?” Lee snapped his head around, as he looked between the door that held the victim, and Deputy Reeves, who had decided to bring the woman that owned his heart, and another man’s ring upon her finger, into this case. But it was inevitable, you were to be dragged into it, Simon had a hell of a nerve for putting you into the corner.

“And what may your point be to bring y/n into this inconvenience?” The sheriff snapped at his co worker, containing his anger concerning the situation. Reever reeled his head back at the sound of Bodecker’s tone, frowning at his commander’s voice.

“I meant, she may know where Simon Priot is! I’m not assuming that she is the reason that he has gone off the grid, hell knows he wallows in the dark corners of this town. You need to make your likening towards that lady less obvious, I remember back during our training days, you’d carry around a picture of her, and now look at her... she’s bound to have be with a child in a year or so, she moved on Lee, and you’re still stuck on her like gum on the bottom of her shoe.”

Lee bit his lip, restraining the need to explode on this man that was below him, yet was still talking down to him. It was true, it was a fear of his that he’d watch you balloon with an heir, that Simon would raise under his manipulative thumb. And the chances would be, that the baby was genetically identical to his genes, having been made from the pair of you sexually intermingling.

“So your concern is that y/n may know his whereabouts, and not what he may do to her behind closed doors? This woman that we are interviewing may be from a wealthy family, mourning her own well established partner, but because y/n and Simon are married, it surpasses over your thick skull!”

He steadied his breath, holding his hands upon his hips as he tried to control his authority, though, Reeves did not entirely seem impressed with Lee’s words. Instead, he simply bellowed a laugh, finding his sheriff’s prejudice to be amusing. “That is one way to act jealous. Guess I’ll just go over to her home, and see if Simon is present.”

“I’ll go.” Lee grabbed his mug, glaring at his coworker as he walked profusely away, sending a point of his finger towards the door that the widow was concealed behind, prompting that Reever best continue his work, whilst he perceived to do the same.

A series of knocks had you bustling out towards the door, clothed in nothing more than a towel, as you had just left the premises of the bath, finding it to be only Lee on the other side. “Hiya sheriff, is there anything that I can help you with? Maybe you’d like to come inside for a cup of something smooth and sweet.” You bit your lip, giggling as he pushed you through the door.

He shut it behind himself, pinning you against the wall, as his face tucked into your neck, planting ravishingly kisses against the column of your neck, making you revel your head back. “You do feel smooth.” His hands ran up the length of your leg, worming it’s way beneath the rough fabric, sliding his fingers up and into your entrance, causing you to moan up and toward his chin. “I’m finding this suspicious...”

At his words you froze, becoming paranoid that he had found something out. You stared up at him as he thumbed at your clit, as you rutted your hips down and upon his fingers. “Lee, you have to listen to me, there is nothing to be - fuck!” He shoved another two fingers into you, stretching you open, as your hands stroked against his sleeved biceps.

“Every time you answer that damned door, you’re dressed in practically nothing. It’s like you’re trying to seduce all the men around here.” He smirked, using his free hand to tug off the towel, leaving you in nothing more than your own nude skin.

“Just one.” You played with his tie, wincing as the sheriff removed his fingers from inside of you, raising them to your lips as you tasted your own juices from his flesh. “He’s quite the charmer, that smile of his, well that’s contagious. And don’t get me started on that plump belly of his, I love to feel it pressing against me as he fucks me into the mattress. He’s so handsome, and has such a big, pulsing cock.”

With that said, you dropped nakedly to your knees, tugging at his belt, looping the leather out from its holsters, and dragging the layers of material down, so that you could expose his erecting cock. You grasped his base, instantly moving your mouth down to his balls, sucking his left one into your mouth, causing the man above you to grit his teeth.

You stroked his length, moving back up towards his tip, tapping it against your tongue, moaning against him as he began to comb his fingers through your hair, before sinking his fat cock down your throat, feeling his taste upon your buds, as you stared up at him with your innocent eyes.

“Such a talented mouth.” He moved his hips, sinking further into you, as you muffled your noises of gagging on him. “Simon really is a lucky man.” He muttered to yourself, the words being inaudible to where you were below him. But where was Simon?

“Love sucking your cock.” You popped him out of your mouth, swiping your tongue up his shaft, as you continued to pump him. “So big Lee Lee.” His eyes rolled to the back of his head, as he handled himself, moving himself of out your grasp, as he watched you press closer to him, a breast on either side, as he rested on your chest.

You grasped your breasts, a hand upon each, as you suffocated his length with your tits, bouncing on your thighs, as you fucked him with your assets. “Y/n.” He breathed, humming at the sight of you, licking his lips, as he felt swarmed with pleasure.

He remembered back in the day, when he would come over to your house and help you study for mid terms. Those sessions ended rather similarly, with one of you performing some kind of pleasure on the other, keeping as quite as you could so that your father would not hear.

But of course he knew what was going on, which was why he had decided to introduce you to Simon, so that his blessing would sway you into choosing him rather than Lee. “I’m going to cum, baby girl. Gonna soak your lovely tits with my spunk.” He groaned, watching behind heavy lidded eyes as he spilled over your chest, painting it white, as he stepped slightly back, and turned soft.

“Oh my - Christ!” You squealed as you were held chest first against the dining table, remnants of Lee’s cum sliding upon the surface as you were pounded back and forth, Lee behind you as he took you from that angle. “Harder baby, har - ah!”

A light scream reckoned from your throat, your fingers grasping the corners of the surface, as he slipped his cock out from inside of your pussy, pressing his tip against your tighter hole, using no lubrication except your own natural essence that cloaked his skin, as he began to press into your ass.

“Honey, you’re so tight.” He squinted, as he began to slow down, allowing you to adjust to his girth within your asshole before moving slightly faster. “You’re ass feels so good. Never let your horrible husband in your back door, have you?”

The thoughts of ways that Simon had never brought you pleasure, times that you consented to it, made him pulse harder within you. Lee had been permitted to do more socially unacceptable things with you, in your home, and it completely turned him on. If anyone knew that adultery, and all these other things that Lee did to you, they would even look down on him, the sheriff.

“No. Only you Lee Lee.” You threw your head back, moulding with the pressure of his hand upon your back, forcing you to be flat against the table. “I want more baby, give me something more sweetie.” Giving you a light spank upon your ass, making your tighter walls clench around him, he trailed his hand to your front, pinching your clit, before delving his fingers within your contracting walls.

“Holy heaven.” Lee groaned, feeling at how your wetness seeped down his hand, as he hammered into you. This session had been going on for so long, and if he weren’t mistaken, he’d think it to be one of the best. “Cum baby, cum all over me. And I’ll feel this ass up, yeah?”

Feverishly nodding, you continuously clenched around his thick fingers, until a flow of clear liquid squirted out from your pussy, creating a puddle upon the kitchen floor as he removed his hand from inside you, shoving it in your mouth to mute your screams. His balls slapped against the middle of your ass cheeks, as he thrusted, falling back against you as he filled you up.

Grasping your hips lightly, he pulled back, watching as his cum dripped out from you, cascading down the back of your thighs, as your pussy withered from emptiness. He bit his lip at the sight, and for a moment, he forgot why he had visited you this early on the day for an exchange, and then he remembered, it all flashing back to him.

Perhaps another round was in order, to numb the reminder of your marriage, and the case that he was on duty for. As you returned to your senses, he helped your get up, carrying you towards the bathroom to partake in more fulfilment and cleanse the both of you.

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Will Ya Burn With Me

Will Ya Burn With Me:

Lee Bodecker x OC Reader: Keenie

Warnings: 18+ only! This is a dark fic! Dub!Con, Adultery, Violence, Language, Sexual Content, Domestic Abuse, Alcohol, and Drugs. Age gap (Legal Age) Read at your own discretion.

"I messed up." You said slowly.

Lee looked at the blood on your hands and lifted them to his lips, "You sure did, Suga'."

Part 1: The first year

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Part 2: Coming Soon

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Part 3: Coming Soon

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allycat319 · 3 years

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The Big Mistake

Authors Note: I’m planning on starting a fanfiction of some kind and this is just a story I wrote using the OC (Abilene Morgan) I plan to use in the fic and her roommate Lily. I hope you like it. Im pretty sure there aren't any trigger warnings for this one. It turned out longer than I hoped but that just means more Bodecker.

She knew she shouldn't go into a bar without Lee especially when it was Micky’s, the local dive and hangout for all the low lives in Knockemstiff. Unfortunately for her, the workday at the hardware store was long and tiring, all she wanted was a quick drink and Micky’s was four doors down from the store. Knowing that if Lee found out, he would be more than pissed, she planned to just go in for a quick shot of whiskey and then get in her Chevy and head home.

Abilene finished her shot and stuck to her plan, she paid the bartender and walked out of the shabby building. She smiled to herself as she walked to her car, thinking for a moment she was completely in the clear, Lee would never know. Abilene got to the big window at the front of the hardware store then she saw the reflection of a red light. A chill went down her spine when she heard the car door open and then slam shut.

She slowly turned towards the car, there he was standing on the road staring daggers into her. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked, leather jacket half way zipped so she could barely see his white uniform shirt and green tie, and his hands resting on his hips. Abilene silently prayed she would be able to talk her way out of this one, she smiled sweetly “Hey Handsome, how's your patrol going?” Lee walked over to the passenger door of his patrol car and opened it, “Get in.” “Lee my car is just over there, you can walk me the rest of the way if you want?” Abilene said hopefully. His jaw tightened, “Get. in.” he repeated. Abilene signed and walked towards the cruiser, stopping at Lee who was still holding the door open. “I know you’re angry at me, but I did miss you today.” She leaned in, silently surprised he didn't jerk away from her when she planted her lips on his cheek.

Lee slammed the car door and walked to the drivers side, sliding in beside her. He aggressively shifted the car into drive and started on the silent drive towards Abilene’s house. They were about ten minutes away from her house when Lee pulled to the shoulder and stopped the car, when he threw the shifter into park Abilene felt her stomach turn. She glanced up from her lap to sneak a look at him, he was staring forward, he was gripping the steering wheel so tight she could see his knuckles turning pale white. “What in God’s name were you thinkin?” He finally said after the much too long silence. Abilene sighed, “It was a long day, nothin went right and I just wanted a quick drink. All I did was take a shot and leave.” “What have I told you about goin there without me? Huh? It ain't safe Abilene and you damn well know it!” He turned to face her as he spoke, his voice getting louder. “Stop hollering at me, I’m a grown woman and I can do what I want Lee. It ain't like I walked two miles down the road.” She said, her tone matching his aggressiveness. “You best watch that mouth of yours little girl.” He was yelling now, the fury evident in his voice. “Ya know what, I don't have to take you sittin here hollerin 'at me like a child.” Abilene threw open the car door and stepped out into the warm summer night air, slamming the car door behind her. She started to walk towards her house before Lee even had the chance to get out of the car.

“Abilene! What the hell are you doin! It’s almost 10 o’clock and your house is an hour walk!” She heard him yell. “It’s much fuckin better than bein in a car with you!” She yelled looking back for a brief moment to see him standing outside the car. she started to walk faster when she heard him yell “Fuck!” his car door slamming a second later. The headlights started to get closer to her, she didn't look at the car or Lee as he passed her briefly before stopping a few yards in front of her. He quickly got out of his car, not even bothering to close the car door. She growled when he started walking towards her. “Sweetie, will you please get back in the car?” He asked, his voice now much more level. “No! go home Sheriff, I can handle myself.” She crossed her arms in front of her chest and tried to walk past him. He reached out quickly grabbing her gently by her arms pulling her so she was standing in front of him, she tried to pull out of his grip but he squeezed a little tighter. “I swear Sheriff, if you don’t let me go I will end up goin to jail.” She hissed, ripping her arms out of his clutch, pushing past him.

Abilene breathed a sigh of relief when a car passed her that wasn't the patrol car. She looked into the car when she heard a woman's voice call her name. “Abilene? What are you doin?” Lily, her roommate, asked, Abilene silently wondered why Lily was out this late, but she was thankful for it at the current moment. “Lily! Are you goin home?” Lily nodded and Abilene glanced back at Lee as she pulled the car door open and got in, thanking Lily for saving her from having to get back into the car with Lee. “When we get home you’re gonna have to tell me what happened.” Lily said as she began to drive. Abilene nodded looking in the side mirror in time to see Lee kick the tire of his patrol car.

The next morning Abilene went to work at the hardware store, her gloomy mood noticed by Lily who came in to bring her a sack lunch. “What’s up Buttercup? Why the long face?” Lily asked, popping her chewing gum as she leaned on the checkout counter. “I feel horrible for leaving Lee last night, he shouldn’t have yelled but I should have stayed and talked things through with him.” She signed resting her head on her hand. Lily nodded “He pulled up to the station right as I was driving past to come drop off your lunch.” Abilene popped up from the counter, “Can you watch the store for me for a few?” Lily smiled and nodded as Abeline hurried towards the door. “Go get’em tiger.” she yelled.

Abilene walked into the Sheriff's Department passing by the reception desk. “Hi Miss Abilene, what can I do for you?” Miller, the reception officer asked, Abilene smiled, “Is the Sheriff busy? I need to speak with him.” Miller shook his head and pointed in the direction of Lee’s office, “Last door on the right.” Smiling Abilene walked down the hallway to the office. Knocking on the door softly she heard him say ‘come in’. Lee didn't look up until he heard the office door close, When his eyes met hers he gave her a soft almost apologetic look. “Mornin Sheriff, I have a crime to report.” She said and he bit back a smile, leaning back in his chair. “Oh do ya now? What can I help ya with?” She walked toward his desk sitting in the chair across from him. “Well, I know a girl that might have threatened a police officer last night around 10 o’clock.” Lee nodded “Well Miss Morgan, that's a very serious crime.” Abilene sighed “I know, and I think she feels pretty awful about it.” Lee pushed back from his desk, motioning for her to come over to him. Abilene stood and walked so she was standing in the space between him and his desk. Lee patted his lap and Abilene sat down and circled her arms around his neck. He leaned his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry I yelled at you Darlin. I just didnt want anything to happen to ya and when I saw you comin out of that shit hole it scared me. I don’t know what I’d do without ya.” Abilene kissed him “I’m sorry for leavin you, I should have stayed and talked to you instead of pitching a fit and running off with Lily.” Lee cupped her face and kissed her passionately, she pulled away and Lee looked confused. “I hate to break this up, but I left Lily at the hardware store to come talk to you.” Abilene laughed and Lee smiled “What would ya say to goin for a drive and maybe a milkshake after your shift?” Abilene kissed him again, standing up from his lap “That sounds perfect. I'll see you later Sheriff.” she winked at him walking out of the office. As she walked back to the store she thought about all the ways they would make it up to each other later tonight.

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