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slasher-male-wife · 10 months
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Telling slashers you like 'hot old men'
I am an old man lover and enjoyer for life. I love hot old men I hope I become one when I'm older. So what better way then to make a post appreciating all of the hot old men I'm in love with. I know some of these men aren't like super old but it's still kind of old ok? We're talking an age range from 30's-50's. Also this was buried in my drafts since like April.
Includes: Doomhead, The Grabber, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm, Hannibal Lecter, and Bo Sinclair
Warnings: Implied kidnapping in The Grabbers section
Doomhead
He honestly thought you said something else when you first said it. You two were watching a movie together and you made a comment on how you love "hot old men".
When he asks you to repeat yourself and you confirm that you said you love hot old men he laughs. He knows he's an older man but you saying that is really funny to him.
"Are you calling me an old man, sugar?" He asks you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. After you clarify you don't mean it in a negative way he just keeps laughing quietly.
He'll bring this up from time to time when he sees fit. He honestly might play up the 'old man' act just to tease you about it even more. But he's not too offended that you said it.
The Grabber
Because you've been behaving well he decided to treat you by giving you a magazine. He sat with you in the basement while you looked through the magazine.
He noticed you lingering on a page for a bit longer than the others. He asks you about why you're still on that page. You chuckle and tell him it's because there's an actor you love on it. "I just love old men." You say casually.
He pauses for a moment before he chuckles himself. He's an older man himself and because of your recent behavior. "Is that why you've been behaving so well for me?" He asks with a smile behind his mask.
Your chuckle and smile in response is all he needs to know. He's going to start subtly showing his age to you more and more. I think he'll try to show off his hands and arms. He's going to be so cocky about this and you'll never hear the end of it.
Mark Hoffman
You and Hoffman are coworkers and you've been dropping hints to him about your attraction to him. Today you were working with Hoffman, looking over some tapes when the discussion of how long you've been in the force came up.
When Hoffman mentioned when he graduated from the police academy and made a comment about how he's old you smiled and said, "Good thing I love old men."
He laughed it off at first then got a little defensive about how he's "not that old". You explained to him that you never meant it to be rude, you just meant to say that you find older men attractive.
He just nodded his head and went back to watching the tape over. But over the next few days he kept thinking about what you said. It's the most outwardly flirty you've been with him before. When he next sees you he asks you out and you accept.
Peter Strahm
You're on a date with him after being introduced to each other by a mutual friend. He took you somewhere nice and he's driving you home. You both feel a strong connection.
He mentions how long he's been working in the FBI and makes a comment about how you must think he's so old. But when you chuckle and tell him "Don't worry, I love old men." He chuckles too.
Peter isn't too much older than you but he still finds your comment funny. He asks you why and when you talk about how older men are more mature, provide stability, and they're just hot, he smiles and puts a hand on your thigh.
He thinks about your comment for awhile after the date. The comment and how well the date went leads him to asking you out again, which you of course say yes to.
Hannibal Lecter
You met Hannibal at an opera and he found you very attractive. He invited you over for dinner later in the week and you accepted. He made sure to make an impressive meal for you, which isn't hard for him to do.
You two start talking over dinner and Hannibal talks about his career as a surgeon then as a psychiatrist. He makes a comment about how you must think he's very old and you reply with, "I don't mind at all. I love old men."
He chuckles and says he's not that old. You tell him you know that but you start talking about how you love a man who looks more mature and has his life well put together.
The dinner goes well and he invites you over again later in the month. But he can't stop thinking about your comment. He knows he's an older man but he doesn't think he's that old. But the comment doesn't get to him too much because you like him anyway.
Bo Sinclair
You're sitting with Bo in his garage while he's working on a car. You're reading an old magazine when you start to giggle. He asks you what's so funny and you talk about how hot this model is.
When you show him the model Bo talks about how he looks pretty old to which you reply with "I love old men." Bo sets down his tool and looks at you.
"Are you saying I'm old, darlin'?" He asks you. You think for a moment before you tell him no. Bo is in his early 30's and you don't really consider that old.
You have to explain to him that by "old men" you mean men in their 40's and above. Bo will tease you about this constantly. Any time you two see an older man, either it being in a movie or a victim he asks you if he's your type.
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grxmreaperx · 6 months
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Can I ask for your thoughts on what Saw characters like in the bedroom, like kinks and stuff? :3
of course lovely!! <3
included: Mark, Peter, Amanda, Adam
(this is my first time writing anything with Adam, hopefully i did him some justice!!)
Warnings: 18+!!!
Mark Hoffman
i think y'all know how filthy i think this man would be
kinky as shit
bondage, choking, daddy kink, cockwarming, creampies, hair pulling, corruption kink
prefers to be rough, but will be sweeter if in a relationship/genuinely cares for his partner
i also feel like he'd really like marking (ha) his partner
hickies, handprints on your ass, anything to show people that you're his
king of dirty talk
Peter Strahm
such a soft dom
loves calling his partner pretty names and praising them
very sweet unless you ask him to be rougher
(i'm picturing the scenes of him in the interrogation with Jill👀)
man certainly knows how to be rough, just really likes being sweet with his partner
i don't think Peter is super kinky, but definitely has a couple
probably a daddy and/or sir kink, over-stimulation, praise (both giving and receiving)
king of aftercare
Amanda Young
such a switch
has to hold you close the entire time
so many kisses during sex
obsessed with going down on her partner and making them feel good
loves being praised
i think Amanda would definitely be one to need an emotional connection before having sex
when she's dominant, i could honestly see her being either a hard or soft dom (depending on her mood)
gets jealous very easily (leading to jealous/angry sex👀)
when she's a sub, she's very eager to please
Adam Stanheight
absolutely a sub
type of man that begs his partner to sit on his face (aka the best kind)
loves having music on during sex
loves calling his partner mommy/daddy
so handsy, cannot keep his hands off of you, like ever
wants to die by being suffocated by his partner's thighs
loves watching you ride him
very vocal in bed (moans, whimpers, groans)
every once in a while, gets very dominant
is literally always needy, cannot get enough of his partner
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What kinks/fetishes Saw character would have
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Warning : minors don't interact/read, smut/kinks, they all have a female partner
Characters : Mark Hoffman, Lawrence Gordon, Adam Stanheight, Amanda Young, Peter Strahm, Eric Matthews
Info : Again something for Saw and what can I say exept. Have fun reading like I had my fun writting it ;)
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Mark Hoffmann
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Degradation = He would love to degrade his partner in a game for small mistakes or when she teases him at work. The way his knuckles turn white when he imagines what he would do. As soon as they are alone and he takes her, whispering in her ear in a harsh voice and reproaching her for what she has done wrong. Knowing that with every word she tightens around his cock and wants more
°,,Did I fuck you stupid? That's what happens when you want the attention of all men...a slut gets what she deserves"
Gun Play = He had tried it with prostitutes but they were all unwilling, unlike his partner who couldn't get enough of the adrenaline. The way the cold metal moved over her body and he drew in his breath sharply when he was sent a video of her fucking herself with his gun unlocked. He loved it when she let her tongue glide over the dark metal before he pressed her onto the knees in front of him.
°,,Show me how much you want my cock sweetie"
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Lawrence Gordon
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Medical play = A relationship between a doctor and his nurse a fantasy and a game that Lawrence and his partner had realized. Whether directly in the hospital in storage rooms or in longer sessions at home or in hotels. He loved it when she whimpered, he performed a routine examination on her and loved to stand over her.
°,,Spread your legs wider for me sweetheart would you?
Oral = More of a position than anything else but since he had lost his foot and his movements were choppy, especially at the beginning, it was almost painful which made sex more complicated. Which is why oral satisfaction became almost a daily thing for him and his partner. He loved it when she knelt in front of him, they kissed beforehand and she let her hands wander over his sore flesh before she opened his pants. In return, he lifted her onto his desk and, like the doctor he was, took care of his patients.
°,,Let me comfort you since you spoil me like this let me pleasure you"
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Adam Stanheight
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Photography = He would love to take photos and videos of you with or without her consent. He would snap and record intimate moments when she was changing her clothes, in the shower or when he was having sex with her. Watching her fall apart around him, her tear-stained face or her fingers wrapped around his cock and taking pictures of the blush on his cheeks. He loved looking at the photos of her developing at the end, praising her and running his fingers over her body. While she snuggled up to him and praised him before they both ended up in a mountain of photos and he took them.
°,,Fuck look at this next time I'll make a whole collage baby"
Teasing = Initially not wanting to admit how much he likes it, Adam gets all the more whiny and whimpering when his partner teases him. Be it during the day with pictures, her extra short skirt or her hand on his body. At the end of the day, he would press himself against her and ask her permission why she was teasing him like that before directing him to bed, but he would only become more of a babbling, whining, pleading wrag.
°,,Ah-please-please baby finally touch me I'll do anything just please"
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Amanda Young
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°Pain Play = She is a recovering and former junkie. She had suffered a lot of pain in her life and with John's teachings something had changed in the way she felt. It seemed like the pain she could finally inflict on others was getting better and better. Which is why she was careful with her partner to a certain extent, of course, but when she drew the knife or the hoe across her loved one's skin and heard the sound of it was her favorite. When she could run her fingers over the wounds and spread the blood on her girlfriend's body or try it herself.
°,,Shhh I know you can do a little more my love"
Leather = The feeling of leather shackles, panties, tops, pants, etc. She likes how it feels even better to wear it herself and to see it on her partner. It always seemed to be a big part of her life and she wouldn't give that up now. Instead, she went on several shopping trips with her sweetheart to buy the perfect outfits. To try them on in front of each other and make a strip show out of it.
°,,Look at you my beautiful girlfriend"
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Peter Strahm
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Handcuffs = One thing he does bring home from his job are handcuffs. He loves to tie you to the bed with them. to see how you try to get loose while he takes you and can't do it. Tying your hands behind your back while you ride him and he holds you by your hips. Then kisses your maltreated wrists lovingly and tells you how good you were.
°,,Only bad girls get tied to the bed...but you're my good girl aren't you?"
Humping = He would love to have you on his lap after a long day's work and watch you whimpering against him. Giving you gentle kisses and playing with the strands of your hair - his big rough hands on your hips, directing you sweetly and painfully. Before he turns to you in praise after you have almost come crying and he takes care of you completely.
°,,That's it just a little bit more so it's good darling"
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Eric Matthews
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Daddy kink = He didn't have a son for nothing, didn't become so bossy for nothing and didn't become a cop for nothing. It gives him a sense of power and excitement to hear his darling call him that. At first it's just fun flirting, but as soon as the door to the bedroom closes, it's just the two of them.
°,,You'll be good for daddy, won't you? You will, sugar, I know it"
Praise kink = He wants to hear how good he is and he needs to hear how good he is. Whether it's small gestures, the moans of his loved ones or whole sentences. Eric loves it when he knows that he is good for his sweetie, that he is doing everything right and it only makes him even more energized and proud when she praises him.
°,,How good am I? One more and I'm all yours"
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@slut4hoffman , @thatonebeetchthatisirrelevant , @lola-max-sugar @megustadilf , @capan-deveraux2 , @horrorxgorewhore
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coryosbaby · 6 months
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Pls write more Hoffman stuff T-T I’ve been reading it repeatedly for the past couple of days along with your Adam stuff. I’m gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure. I love your writing <3
𝒞𝑜𝒸𝓀𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝑀𝒶𝓇𝓀 + 𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒽𝓂 ♡
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Cw: nsfw . Slight dubcon towards the end, cockwarming, p n v, exhibitionism, daddy kink, age gap, threeway, creampie
A/N: u ask u shall receive 🙏🏻 this is Hoffman & strahm + maybe a lil hint of Daniel Rigg but I’ll be writing more of just Hoffman soon if that’s what u prefer 🩷
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The days spent in Mark’s office can either be incredibly boring and painful, or incredibly fun and painful.
And on this day, as his hard cock slides itself inside of you, you decide it’s going to be a fun but painful day— quivering, you let out a small whine as he fills you up in his desk chair. His cock, thick and long, is causing an ache and burn in your core. But how could you care when you’ve been wet for him all day?
Mark is barely paying mind to you; being a detective means having a lot of paperwork, and that he must finish today. But that doesn’t mean he can’t squeeze in a little time for you, right?
“Daddy..” you mumble, adjusting the ends of your skirt. He had just slid right in, with absolutely no warning at all! He was so mean sometimes. Batting your eyelashes, trying to get him to look at you, you add, “Cmon, why do you just fuck me?”
“Quiet.” He grunts. He’s flipping through a page from a case file. Although it’s confidential, he never minds letting you see the cases he works on. You’ve kept worser secrets for him, after all. “Keep yourself occupied, why don’t you?”
Oh, that’s rich coming from the man holding you down on his dick. You pout, crossing your arms across your chest. You purposely squirm on his lap, then. He exhales sharply, as you clench your walls on him.
And just then, a knock sounds.
Your face becomes bright red, and you’re quick to try and get off of Mark’s lap. But he tsks, holding you down with both hands and keeping you in place. Your eyes widen in fear.
“Come in,” Mark states.
And of course, the person who opens the door is Peter Strahm— someone you’ve grown to dislike since you heard him whisper something about the “young piece of ass” Hoffman had laying around in his office every day. You were quite offended by that statement, even though Peter has grown to be— in your opinion— too nice to you.
“Hoffman,” he says, trying to avert his gaze from your flushed face. You pray that he can’t see Mark’s unbuttoned pants and your pussy wrapped around him. “I need to talk to you… alone.”
Mark rolls his eyes, pushing his hips up. Letting out a tiny gasp, you can feel his cock sliding against your walls— and with shame, you try not to pay attention to the way your cunt gets slicker at the thought of Peter catching you being such a whore.
“You can say it here, Strahm.” He pats your hip, ruffling your skirt. “I can assure you, her pretty little head is empty right now.”
You should be offended, but really, you can’t think. Peter’s sleeves are rolled up today, his arms and hands exposed and— fuck, why do you want them to touch you?
“It’s about the Jigsaw case,” Strahm presses. His eyes land on yours again, and he watches the expanse of your legs. Your face flushes furiously, and you feel a drop of slick begin to run down your inner thigh.
Shit.
“And?” Mark teases. “It doesn’t matter to her. What is it?”
“It’s..”
Peter’s eyes are on your tits, your thighs quivering. You bite your lower lip, and you can’t help but let a fuzzy feeling take over you as he watches you.
“Cat got your tongue, Strahm?”
Mark smirks, and when he grabs your hips and pushes you further down on him, you can’t help it— you let out a moan, a desperate and sex crazed moan.
Peter doesn’t even know what to do or say— just stands there, his mouth open and a tent forming in his jeans. Mark continues to bounce you up and down on him.
“No—“ you whimper. “Mark! Peter, ‘m so sorry—“
“Fuck..” Peter whispers.
“You want a piece of her?” Mark chuckles, lifting up your skirt. Your cunt is exposed, all creamy and wet, little clit throbbing. You begin to rock your hips back onto your boyfriends hard length. “She wants you to fuck her. Don’t you, angel?”
You can’t help but nod, watching as Peters hand goes down to palm his crotch. He looks at you with a hungry stare.
Mark lifts you up with his strong arms, getting out of the chair and dragging you to the front of his desk. He slips out of you, pushing your body down onto the hardwood. Your cheek presses against a stack of papers as Mark spreads your legs with one of his feet. He lifts up your skirt, revealing your aching cunt for Peter to see.
“Cmon, Strahm,” Mark urges. “Don’t you wanna fuck her pussy? She’s so tight, so warm…”
And fuck, as wrong as it is Strahm is practically hypnotized by the sight of your gaping hole clenching around nothing. It needs something to fill it so bad, he thinks.
Fuck it. He stalks over, gives Mark a little shove to get out of his way. He unbuckles his belt. Mark begins stroking his cock at the sight of your doe eyes looking up at him. Peter pulls his throbbing length out of his pants, and rubs it up against you. You feel like heaven— and when he pushes into your hole, presses his balls firm against your ass, his eyes almost roll back into his head. It’s been a while since he’s fucked such a young, tight pussy.
“Oh—“
You whine as he pulls out and pushes right back in, incredibly hard. His skin smacks against yours as he begins to pound you against the desk.
Mark, chuckling, pats your cheek with his palm.
“That’s my girl.”
He’s stroking his cock over your face now, and Peter groans and spreads your asscheeks apart to get a better view of you.
“Been keepin’ this sweet thing from me all this time, Hoffman?”
His differences with the other man seemed to be forgotten because of your warm, wet cunt.
“Would’ve let you fuck her sooner if you weren’t such a prick.” Mark replies, and grunts when the tip of his cock hits your lips. “Don’t cum inside her. That’s something only I can do.”
Strahm huffs, displeased, but doesn’t say anything. He listens to your whimpers and moans. His mouth begins running, spewing harsh words to you as his cock moves in and out of your slick folds.
“Such a slutty little girl.”
“God, baby, are all the men you fuck always twice your age?”
“Knew you were a filthy whore the moment I saw you walk into big man’s office. Shit, yeah, clench like that again, bitch.”
Although Mark should be angry at these remarks, he knows it’s just a way to break you down on Strahm’s cock. He knows that you love being degraded and used.
It’s not long before Mark’s length fills your mouth, and as you swallow him down your throat Peter begins to rub your clit in harsh circles. Choking on Mark’s cock and squeezing your walls around Peter, your orgasm washes over you in harsh waves. You spasm against the both of them, your release dripping onto Peter’s thighs.
Peter is close, too, and he can feel it. Pulling himself out of you is probably the hardest thing he’s ever forced himself to do— and this even includes when he had to stick a metal straw in his neck because he almost drowned to death. He rubs himself against your lower back, letting out a small, “fuck yes, baby, such a good whore for daddy,” As he spills thick ropes all over the tramp stamp adorning your skin. He relaxes against you for a moment, then pulls away and tucks himself back into his pants. He nods at mark, then murmurs a small, “thanks, honey.” To you as he approaches the door and makes his way out. Mark pulls himself out of your mouth and makes his way over to your quivering form.
“Okay?” He murmurs softly.
You nod, head empty and hole clenching as Mark lines himself up. Much thicker than Strahm, he adds a harsh sting to the mix of your overstimulated cunt once again. He thrusts in and out of you at a harsh pace, his cock practically ripping you in half as it pummels your guts. You can feel that neediness coming back, that urge to cream all over a cock again.
“Yes, daddy,” you mewl. “Please. Please, I need it..”
“Yeah?” He says harshly. His fingers dip into your hips, watching the puddle of cum forming at the base of your lower back. “What if I called the whole office in here, huh? Two cocks not enough for this greedy cunt? Maybe you need to be smothered by another detectives pussy. Maybe you need another fat cock to split you in half…”
And Jesus, Mark’s filthy fucking mouth has you squirming and aching for another orgasm. He grabs your throat with one of his strong hands, bending your body back towards him. Strahm’s spend leaks down in between your ass cheeks and smears all over Mark’s lower stomach, leaving white strings stuck between your body and his, but he doesn’t care. Chasing his release, the mess adds to the amount of pleasure coursing through him.
Your fingers move up to hold onto his hand, as a way to loosen his grip. But you know he won’t let up— once Mark is set on a brutal pace with you, he always has to have his hands around your neck. His cock is bruising, kissing your cervix in just the right way and —
Oh.
Your eyes now, have averted to the office window. A breath of air leaves you as you realize that the blinds, ever always closed, are now open.
You try to get Mark’s attention— try to find a way to get him to let up so the window can be covered again. Thankfully, no one has walked by. It’s an empty hallway. But anyone could be willing…
“Mark,” you wheeze. His eyes flit to where you’re eyes are focused. To your surprise, the man doesn’t stop fucking you— in fact, his thrusts only seem to increase. His smell evades your senses, all cologne and herbal soap and laundry detergent, and you feel fucking dizzy.
And then, a shadow crosses that hallway. A familiar figure, with a stack of papers in his hands.
Daniel Rigg.
There, walking right across the office window. Noticing movement out of the corner of his eye, his body freezes midway, and he turns to look at the both of you.
Eyes filling with tears , you can’t do anything but take Mark’s cock and watch the man. And slowly, you recounted that you hadn’t seen Strahm when he had left the room— hadn’t seen him pull on the string of the blinds. Hadn’t seen Mark’s small smirk when he saw them being opened.
“Looks like we have an audience.” Mark teases.
You notice the tent forming in Detective Rigg’s pants, and your eyes flit down. He begins to stutter on his movements, and the papers in his hand drop to the ground. He shuffles, quickly picking them back up. And, with embarrassment and an urge to stroke his now hard cock, he begins to walk, fast, away from the scene.
Those motherfuckers.
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rigg647 · 6 months
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hi!! May I request h/c’s for Peter strahm and mark Hoffman with s/o’s who are really clingy? Thank you so much and have a good day!
STRAHM AND HOFFMAN WITH A CLINGY S/O! ⋆。‧˚ʚɞ˚‧。⋆
A/N; as a clingy s/o and in love with both, i’d LOVE to write these! i hope you have an even greater day 🩷
requests; open!
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PETER STRAHM ʚɞ
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SUCH A SWEETHEART!
he is a workaholic but he tries so hard to be home as much as he can
he definitely loves it when you run into his arms when he gets home
LIKE LOVES IT.
if you’re so clingy that you can’t let go of him
he most definitely would carry you around the house
i can vision him making dinner or something and you just straddling him
he also loves that
MARK HOFFMAN ʚɞ
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unlike strahm, he’d definitely tease you about it
when he gets home he’ll definitely say something like-
‘waiting by the door for me again?’
he’s also a workaholic though so he’s barely home too
although he doesn’t mind your clinginess
he isn’t strahm level in love with it
don’t get me wrong he finds it absolutely adorable though
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faultlessheart · 6 months
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Dating Strahm HCs, please? ♡
𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔
was literally kicking my feet & giggling waiting for someone to request something w strahm
(idk if you want nsfw…..so i’m just gonna throw some in at the end)
pairing: peter strahm x gn!reader
warnings: not much?? spanking and sex
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idk i hc him as like super jealous
i mean everyone literally refers to him as a hothead so i can imagine him getting riled up if he even thought someone was looking at you
he brings his work home with him a LOT. it’s very frustrating for you, but you know he’s probably even more frustrated with the cases he’s working on (maybe there’s a way you can help his frustration……)
he honestly always has to be in control, no matter the situation. cuddling? he’s the big spoon, he needs to hold you and protect you from everything the terrible world has to offer. getting out of the car and walking somewhere? he’s holding your hand tighter than ever and making sure you don’t end up behind him, out of his line of sight
as focused as he is on work, i can see him being the biggest mushball when it comes to dates.
like…if he has downtime at work (well…he’s actually supposed to be doing paperwork) he’s looking up different restaurants and places you might like so he can plan his next date with you
speaking of, while they are few and far between, when he does plan a date, it’s SO romantic
im talking him wearing a tux, candles (whether it be at dinner or in a bath afterwards…..) and him just being the utmost gentleman
whenever he cooks dinner for you guys, his specialty is any sort of casserole
like idk they’re not super hard to make and there’s so many variations of them so i feel like this and diff pasta dishes would be his go to’s for when he wants to cook for you
CONSTANTLY talking about you to perez. you and her have grabbed coffee before and she told you that whenever he has the chance it’s “that reminds of me of when y/n and i-” or “y/n did this yesterday, she’s so great” or “you guys went on a date last night? aw! did i tell you about y/n and i’s date where we-”
she loves it tho. bc she does care about strahm a lot. so seeing him happy with someone who’s good for him makes her so excited
(i feel like this about literally every man in saw….) but mans is SASSY
always has a smartass remark to anything you have to say to him
AND always rolling his eyes omg. they’re gonna roll out of his mf head if he doesn’t chill
“peter, will it really make a difference if you leave work at 10 tonight instead of staying until 3?”
you can literally hear his eyes roll over the phone
you get frustrated and hang up (half jokingly)
he calls you back 15 seconds later and you can hear him getting in the car and shutting the door in the background
“happy now, sweetheart?”
(onto the smutty parts….)
everyone says this but i do agree that peter is a soft dom (most of the time….)
is the type to lay you across his lap and make you count how many times he spanks you
“keep counting, darling.”
constantly has his arms wrapped around you while he’s deep inside you
uses his tie to tie your hands together
he’s never super rough, which you don’t mind, he’s loverboy who just wants to make you feel good
his pleasure comes second
which is why he would literally go down on you for days if he could
(he’s came in his pants multiple times solely from pleasuring you)
like i said, he’s so romantic. his hands are constantly roaming your body, telling you how beautiful and perfect you are
doesn’t have many kinks, but i feel like he’d be willing to try a lot of different stuff
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miistymemorii · 6 months
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Cooking HCs
A/N: assorted characters, GN!reader :) plz enjoy and feel free to send in requests!
-adam stanheight-
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Bless his heart. I think he can cook simple things: box mac n cheese, a grilled cheese, a bowl of oatmeal. However, whenever he tries to cook anything that requires more than two cooking pans, it goes to shit really quick. If you're cooking with him, you manage to salvage it, but if he tries to cook it alone, it doesn't go so well. I can see him being able to learn how to cook more complicated meals, but nothing extravagant.
-amanda young-
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I feel like Amanda is a good cook, but she doesn't have a lot of confidence when she first tries to cook for you. However, every time she cooks for you, you compliment her work, which gives her more confidence. She dabbles in baking, but she takes a reeeeaallly long time doing it because she makes sure every single aspect of it, down to the teaspoon, is precise. The results are always amazing, though.
-peter strahm-
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This man can cook anything, basically, but he never fucking wants to. It's not a stubbornness thing, but a simplicity thing. He's fine with literally whatever, because by the end of the day, he usually exhausted. The plus side for him is no matter what the two of you have for dinner, you are still together, and he likes your company.
-lawrence gordon-
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Like medicine, cooking is another one of Lawrence's passions. He loves cooking shows, cooking tutorials, cookbooks, cooking blogs, etc. He was quite a fast and efficient cook, which meant whenever he started cooking, you knew you wouldn't have to wait for forever to eat. However, he is very picky when it comes to cooking, so he prefers to cook alone, but enjoys sitting down to eat with you, of course.
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lightofthemoonglow · 7 months
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kinktober day thirteen and fourteen
Menophilia | Size Difference | Heartbeat
Armpit | Orgasm Denial | Cloning & Selfcest
Peter Strahm
note: third person reader. ambiguous/weird timeline, set nowhere and everywhere in the movies he's in. written by someone with a brain addled by covid. i literally sat down and started writing and didn't stop until i was done. never written him before and yet this happened. And now there's a prequel here
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“Oh fuck, oh fuck. I’m so close…”
She throws her head back, her hands reaching up to grip his shoulders. Ragged nails dig into his skin and Strahm lets out a groan as she locks her legs around him. He looks between their bodies, taking in the sight of her naked body against his still clothed one. He had come to see her only because he had been ordered to leave the office. you don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here. And despite himself, her apartment is a place of refuge.
Strahm had rung her doorbell and she had answered with a bottle of beer and a knowing look on her sweet face. It was as if she knew what he needed. Literally the girl the next door. Though she would say that she was a little too old to be called a girl. But she was still younger than him, noticeably so. It’s fucked up, he knows it, but at least she’s not young enough to his daughter. And for a moment, he thinks of Kramer, who had once been the older guy with a pretty, younger wife and he wonders how it had worked during the middle, before whatever fucked up shit had happened to pull them apart.
She’s smaller than him. He can easily grab her wrists in one hand, pin them above her head, hold her down with just the weight of his body. Which he does, as if to prove it to himself and only himself. She’s tight, wet, mewling and thrashing under him as she cries out that she’s going to come again and he pulls out, making her squeal in protest.
“Be patient,” he growls and turns her over because he can’t look at her. Not when he’s thinking about Kramer and those traps. He can’t stop thinking about that sweet face twisted in terror as some sort of slapped together piece of shit tears at her. But she’d survive it, she would have to because he’s gotten too fucking attached to his neighbor and a part of him hates it.
But he likes, maybe even loves this part. The part where he slowly slides into her, covering her body with his as his cock makes her grasp and whine, raising her hips for more. She sounds so sweet as she begs for more, turning her head so she can look at him, even if it’s only a little better than if she was glancing out of the corner of her eye. “Fuck, Peter,” she gasps, his hand going to her breast to roll a nipple between his fingers. “Can I come?”
“Yeah, yeah,” he murmurs, still pounding her like their lives depend on it. “Be a good girl for me, baby. Come.” And she does, distracting them both from the pet name and what it could mean. They could unpack all of that later, after they’re done screwing their brains out.
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impixx · 6 months
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Can you write a Peter Strahm x fem reader with lots of fluff!? Thank you!!
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Peter Strahm x f!reader
Summary: You bring your husband coffee at work, he doesn’t want to let you leave
Warnings: Established relationship, domestic bliss, fluff, a couple swears but that’s it
This came out shorter than I was hoping, but I’m happy with it for this being the first fic I’ve written in months. This is unedited so please excuse any mistakes 😭
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Being married to an FBI agent comes with it’s fair share of drawbacks — one of which being you rarely get to see your exhausted husband. He works long days, sometimes not coming home until the sun has already set, and sometimes even going back in to do something if he’s really hooked on a case. Recently it’s been the Jigsaw case eating away at him, making him lose sleep, his sanity, and most importantly: quality time with you.
This morning Peter had woken up before the sun, trying his best to get out of bed without waking you. His warmth receding and the soft creak of the bed was enough to rouse you as you rolled over with a groan, blinking a few times to see him in the soft lamp light.
“I have to go in early today, honey. It’s alright, go back to sleep,” he cooed, urging you to lay back down. He always hated having to leave you, and your pouting eyes made it 10 times harder to walk out that door.
“It’s the ass crack of dawn on a Saturday” you grumble, rubbing your eyes. “Can’t you stay a little longer?”
Peter let out a soft chuckle at your comment, shaking his head fondly. As much as he hated having to work the occasional weekend, you hated it even more. “I wish I could, baby, but Erickson wanted me in early. I promise I’ll make it up to you tonight.” You didn’t protest when he placed his lips against yours in a chaste kiss before pulling the covers over you, letting yourself fall back asleep quickly.
You didn’t wake up until 9 AM, the sun already shining in through the slits in the blinds. It was calm, the only sound being the soft hum of the ceiling fan above and the occasional chirp of birds outside. But still, something was missing. He was missing, his scent still lingering in the sheets. You had gone about your morning normally, getting breakfast and doing a few chores before sitting down to watch TV for a couple hours, but the loneliness of the empty house was creeping in more than usual.
Fuck it, you decided, I’ll just bring him lunch.
That’s what’s led to you here, knocking on the closed office door labeled “STRAHM”. His tired voice calls out, telling you to come in. You push the door open gently, peeking inside as you step in, admiring the way Peter looks when he’s working. He’s leaned over on one elbow, looking down at whatever case file he’s been reading for the last fifteen minutes, the words jumbling on the page and becoming scrambled nonsense due to his exhaustion. He looks exhausted, and that’s exactly what he is.
When he finally looks up and notices it’s you, a tired grin grows on his face, his posture relaxing ever so slightly. “Hey hon, what are you doing here?”
“I brought you lunch and a coffee,” you tell him, holding up your offerings before setting them down on the desk in front of him. “Long day?”
He sighs, taking the coffee with a grateful nod, sipping on it before answering. “Very. This damn Jigsaw case feels like it never stops.”
“You work too hard,” you lament, rounding his desk to come up behind him, rubbing his shoulders. “You deserve a break.”
“If only that was possible,” he hums, longing for nothing more than to take a break and hold you against him for hours. He turns his chair to face you, looking up at you with tired eyes; even exhausted like this, he looks so damn handsome.
“I should let you get back to work,” you sigh caressing his cheek before you press a kiss to his lips, turning to leave. You always dread having to leave his office, knowing that the second you’re out of his company the loneliness will hit you like a truck once more. But this time, before you even get two paces Peter reaches out, large hands finding your waist and guiding you to stand between his legs as his thumbs rub circles on your hips.
“Stay.”
And goddamnit you can’t deny him when he’s looking at you with those big blue eyes of his.
His head dips forward as his arms fold behind your back, pulling you even closer to him. His head rests against your chest in this new position, and his eyes flutter shut as he finally lets himself relax, the sound of your heartbeat constant and soothing. With one hand you let your fingers run through his hair, the other hand gently holding the back of his head, keeping him pressed against you in this intimate embrace.
“God, I fucking love you,” his deep voice mumbles after a minute as he shifts, turning his head to look up at you, his chin still resting against your front.
“I love you too, Peter,” you breathe, gently pulling him back before guiding him in for a tender kiss.
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l1ndseyper3z · 7 months
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Hiya can you please do a Nsfw headcanons list for peter strahm × fem!reader where she’s a little shy about the whole thing 🫶🏻
oooo yess I most certainly can anything for pastrami
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PETER STRAHM WITH A SHY PARTNER
(NSFW) (F!READER)
Requested
Nsfw Under Cut
18+ MINORS DNI
I feel like he'd have two different ways to go about this depending on what your comfortable with.
The first one being very careful and gentle
constantly checking up on you
whispering words of affirmation in your ear telling you how much of a good girl you are and how well your doing for him.
the second one however would be so rough and humiliating
mocking you every time you cover your face or whine
"oh my slut can't take it, so fucking pathetic"
of course he always has your safety in his mind and he'd never want to do anything to make you uncomfortable.
you two would 110% have a safeword and he would make sure you know you can use it at any point.
consent is a big thing for him and he will double and sometimes triple check with you about everything. (this shouldn't be glorified if you aren't getting this in a relationship please do not let thay continue!!! this is basic respect)
if you shared/showed any signs of hesitancy or insecurity he'd sit down with you and have a heart to heart conversation
he'd let you talk about your worries and boundaries
he'd sit and listen taking mental notes and asking the occasional question to make sure he's fully understanding everything you are and aren't comfortable with
he'd go through everything one by one to make you are totally comfortable with everything that may happen in the bedroom
if you were hesitant at the beginning he would hold you kiss you and tell you that it's completely up to you wether you two do anything.
overall an absolute 10/10
such a sweetheart.
Thanks for the request anon! <3
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grxmreaperx · 7 months
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I rewatched Saw IV and I can't stop thinking about Peter Strahm as a soft Dom! 😩💦
Peter is absolutely a soft dom! I started out with some head cannons for this idea, but am absolutely willing to make a full on fic for this idea if y’all like this!!
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Pairing: Peter Strahm x (gn!) reader
Word Count: ~500
Warnings: 18+!! Lots of smut, mostly fluffy smut
Summary: Headcannons about Peter being a soft dom! Aftercare included!!
Peter Strahm as a soft dom would include…
• Your first couple times together, he would hold himself back (especially if he was your first)
• He would be very careful to make sure you are enjoying yourself and that he’s not being too rough
• Always very romantic, intimacy with his partner is very important to him
• He wouldn’t get rougher or more dominant unless you suggested it, or would maybe bring it up later into your relationship, after you’ve been intimate for a while
• One day, you suggest to him that he take a bit more control; it was something you had thought about for a while
• You loved how gentle and romantic he was, but you also wanted the chance to spice it up a bit
• Something changed in him as soon as you suggested it, and this man became absolutely insatiable
• Loves calling you pretty names: sweet baby, darling, baby, pretty thing, just to name a few
• Now, I’m convinced that Strahm would be the biggest softie for his partner, so I don’t think he would be able to degrade you unless you really wanted him to
• And even then, he would be so sweet afterwards, comforting you and telling you how much he loves you
• Loves picking you up and pressing you against the wall when you least expect it
• Just loves picking you up in general, just to remind you he can and who’s in charge
• “Good job baby, you’re doing so good for me”
• Will have you literally anywhere around your home
• In bed, against the wall, on the counter/table, in the shower
• “You gonna be good for me, darling? You know how much I love seeing you on your knees.”
• Loves overstimulating you and seeing how much you can handle
• “Cmon, love, one more for me hmm? I love hearing the noises you make, can’t get enough of it”
• I just imagine how he acts with Perez and how he talks to her/acts with her (picture the scene where she is hit with shrapnel from Billy). If he’s caring with his partner at work, he is going to be an absolute angel with his lover
o Side note: Perez is absolutely into women, and no one is changing my mind, but that’s a subject for another day
• If he’s had a long day at work and needs to let out some pent-up stress, he would probably be a bit rougher, like bending you over and pinning your arms behind your back
• “You look so good full of my cock, love.”
• Always has to hold you afterwards, lots of kisses and sweet talking, telling you how well you did
• Cleans you up, makes sure you have water, jumps in the shower with you when you’ve had a particularly hot and steamy session and you’re both sweaty
I know a lot of you have been looking forward to soft dom Strahm, so I am here to provide! This is kinda short compared to my other works but was trying to get into the swing of writing Peter and getting used to him as a character. Let me know how I did and if y’all want a longer piece of him being a soft dom with his partner!! (There is also a Peter Strahm NSFW alphabet in your futures, your girl knows what the people want👀)
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She is not your's - Hoffman/Strahm x fem!reader
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warning : smutish, some gun play, use of handcuffs, teasing, kissing, hurt/comfort, fluff, some angst
Summary : She belonged to Mark Hoffman, he had taken her love first. But his games as Jigsaw's successor kept them apart. So it's only right that Peter Strahm shows her what's really right. Or is it real in the end or just a game for her?
Info : Back at it again with another One-Shot and what can I say these two sweetys are just ahhhh so godd to write. Have fun reading ;)
masterlist
costas mandylor - masterlist
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Mark Hoffman and Peter Strahm two investigators on the same case to find and kill the Jigsaw successor to bring an end to the game.
A task that proved more difficult by the second, by the day and by the week. They had both already lost good colleagues and longtime friends to the deadly traps.
They both wanted all the more to pursue their target, which Agent Strahm knew was closer than he would have liked. Hoffman knew that his colleague and enemy would eventually find out.
But this rivalry between them had one thing in common between the taunts and suspicions. In addition to the affection, there was a woman, a young detective, who had stolen their hearts.
First employed as a young policewoman under Hoffman as his team, she was the only one to survive alongside Hoffman. Whenever she was sent to a place by her department leader, she was never hurt. Nothing had happened to her, not even a scratch.
But after he no longer had a department and she was the only one left, the two seemed to become partners. Her initial naivety turned into mistrust and fear. Emotions he wanted to see in her - he knew that her heart beat for him.
Ever since he had seen his beloved walk into the department as a beginner, he knew they were meant to be together. As the new Jigsaw, he decided on lives, so he should also decide on her life.
He knew how scared she was of the traps, everyone was scared of the traps. ,,I won't let him hurt you...I promise sugar" he had told her after he had found her dissolved in her office. She usually smiled at the nickname and had even blushed when he had approached her. But now it was different.
He saw how she had looked at the photos of her colleagues and missed them. But those sweet gentle touches were cold because she couldn't know how much he lusted after her. That when she tried to suppress her tears, she only felt more helpless and embarrassed.
But he saw that all he had to do was control her a little more, that he finally wanted her for himself. It would be his reward. ,,They-are all-" she didn't finish the sentence and hid her face in her hands. She didn't want to face reality and yet the only thing she had left was Hoffman.
But he achieved what he wanted when he leaned down and gently removed her hands from her face and their eyes met. ,,Shhh I told you I'm always with you and I always will be," he said calmly and his words hit where they should. The flip of a coin equaled this because he was always with her and always would be.
,,Mark," she sniffled and her trembling hands lay in his larger ones, her warmth meeting his cold. He stroked her hands and then wiped away her tear with his thumb. So fragile and beautiful, he would have liked to tell her, but he knew there was a problem.
She would never be completely his if there was still Agent Peter Strahm. Instead, their eyes met again, her glassy eyes meeting his obsessive ones. Instead, he ventured forward, not waiting for her, and kissed her.
Finally kissed her after such a long time he had doted on her. He had finally been able to taste her. Her lips warm and soft, her sweetness and the saltiness of her tears.
He could feel how she seemed surprised at first, not knowing what was happening before she clung to him. Pulled him closer and returned the kiss. She held on to him tightly, he was the only one she needed. He was convinced that he was the only one she needed.
It was that kiss in her office that brought them together and they seemed to go from being colleagues to partners to a couple. That's how it looked at first because it was her conscience that got in his way.
As much as she loved him, her sense of justice and after the murders were something that separated her from him. The more he approached her, the more she seemed to try to fly.
And yet at the end of the day, when she lay in her bed and heard the lock to her apartment open late at night, she always let him. Always let his soothing, manipulative, controlling words get to her.
Let him into her bedroom and let him take her again and again. His hands roaming over her body, his words of praise in her head that was clouded with lust when they slept together. She overlooked the hint of brutality when he took her down.
She started to cry when he took her and it felt so good at the same time. His voice, his gaze, the blood on her body, his body desiring hers. She would whimper when she felt the cool metal of his weapon on her lips. And yet.
And yet every time she licked the gun, she saw his excited expression and the satisfied grin when he grabbed her by the neck and pulled her towards him to kiss her again. The fact that the gun could be fired at any time was of no interest to anyone.
The only thing they needed was each other and nothing more. At least that's what they both thought. That's what they thought for a long time...until he showed up.
Special Agent Peter Strahm came into the game after more victims appeared. A man who seemed to be the other side of Mark. He wasn't necessarily direct, he was softer and not so demanding, he was what Mark didn't perceive.
While Hoffman went too far in his mind and got lost between the two sides, it was Strahm who stood up to his actual colleague. And saw all the more who was the real victim in this whole department. Hoffman's colleague, partner and, for Strahm, clearly also his lover.
A fact that everyone seems to have turned a blind eye to because Mark Hoffman the hero only cared about his partner. They didn't both stay in the station until late at night to avoid disappearing into the locker room together. Strahm hadn't trusted Hoffman one bit from day one.
And yet, despite everything, it was one thing he realized he couldn't let go of. As much as he hated Hoffman, the more he wanted to free the detective from him. He was the righteous agent and he would save her, she deserved someone better like him and not Hoffman.
Two men who in their minds thought they had a claim on a woman, a life, that she was the one who should belong to the other. She was his. But who was his?
It was only a matter of time before Hoffman could no longer be with his beloved all the time. He had been given tasks and knew that he still had to keep the games going. His tasks were time-consuming and the door to his loved one's apartment remained closed more and more often.
She was left alone and as much as she longed for Hoffman, she could feel the special agent's eyes on her. She could feel him looking at her, handing her the coffee, his fingers stroking hers. Unlike Hoffman, he seemed to represent warmth.
His smile was sincere and his eyes followed her, worried that something might happen to her. ,,You did well today, darling," said Strahm who, like Hoffman, had found a nickname for his love. He had clearly seen how she reacted to her dependence on Hoffman, which had almost trained her. Her cheeks grew hot and she turned away in embarrassment.
She didn't see his knowing smile as he stepped closer to her, not brashly like Hoffman, but carefully, wanting to make her love him of her own free will and not out of dependence like Hoffman. ,,Darling? Strahm isn't that a bit...personal?" she asked, trying to cover whatever this situation was leading up to with a sip of coffee.
,,You tell me, darling, is it...personal?" he asked back, taking the coffee away from her and pushing her a little further, but she stood firm. He wouldn't give up and so he had her. He could feel her decision as she placed her hand on his chest. His hand slowly moved up her hand and ran lightly over her body.
Saw how she dropped her gaze, how the touch reminded her of Hoffman and yet it wasn't him. ,,Darling...answer me what is it?" he asked, placing a finger under her chin and forcing her to look at him. Saw how she pulled it towards him and how he would have loved to interrogate her under other circumstances.
But then it happened, she pressed herself against him, kissed him and with a victoriously satisfied grin, Strahm returned the kiss. He pressed her lightly against the locker, felt her clinging to him, felt how needy she actually was.
That night, the door to her apartment opened again and yet it wasn't Hoffman who came to her. He went into her bedroom and laid her on the bed in his arms. Because while Hoffman was in control, it was Strahm who wanted to tease her his darling.
He wanted to show her how good she could be and how far she could go if she wanted to. He caressed her body, leaving kisses and hickeys on it. Before he started teasing her pleading noises went through the room over and over again. He wiped away her tears and only kissed her more.
She praised him for his strength. ,,So good, so incredibly good for me darling" he told her over and over again as he gave himself to her. It was not pain but pure devotion as he pushed her back onto the bed, her wrists handcuffed to the bedpost.
He knew she would like it, she was learning to love the curiosity and the unknown with him. Before she ended up kissing the red strings and he took care of her. Not like Hoffman who pulled her close she knew she was his and yet the aftercare of Strahm seemed to mean the same.
But when night fell and all three parties reappeared at the station, something lay between them. Hoffman's chains had wrapped around her and Strahm had thrown his and hit her. She was caught between them, unaware that when they all three met in the hallway, Hoffman would see it.
He would see Strahm's victorious grin meet him as she ran her gaze over them, and both men would see each other's markings on the body of their beloved. ,,She's mine" came from Hoffman and his hand slid to her hip, pulling her closer and she felt his tension.
He seemed to want to smash Strahm's skull when she saw his fisted hands. But Strahm just kept smiling as he approached the two of them and stopped next to her, turning his gaze to Mark and saying, ,,Are you sure about that?".
Before he put his finger under her chin again and she looked at him. She saw his wink before he disappeared into the interrogation room with a ,,See you...Darling". But as in every trap, every game, in the end it was clear there could only be one.
Who did she belong to, who did her love belong to in the end. Mark Hoffman, who had built everything up through manipulation and lies, but if they were lies, why did her heart beat so fast when he drew her to him?
Or was it Peter Strahm's sense of justice and him as a hero, but hadn't he tempted her? Two men who learned in a bloody game that you could lose your lover faster than one would like.
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@a-reading-dreamer , @megustadilf , @lola-max-sugar , @slut4hoffman
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c0stass · 3 months
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The Drug In Me Is You
(Mark Hoffman/Peter Strahm X reader)
You and Mark break up for a while, during which you hook up with someone else. You two get back together, promising to keep no secrets. He asks if you were w anyone else, and you finally admit you hooked up with Peter Strahm. Mark leaves for a couple of hours, only to come back with Peter. This is a really bad clickbait intro, lol.
I've never written a three-way scene before, but I tried my best!!!
Content: rough sex, mmf, three-way, cussing, dominance, bondage, whatever, this is tumblr, you know what you're walking into.
Word count: 2.5k
Xxx
"No more secrets," Mark promises, holding your hand and looking into your eyes.
"No more secrets." You smile at him.
Secrets were what split you up. He had kept something huge and betrayed you. You didn't see each other for months. You didn't talk to each other. It was as if both of you had completely vanished from the others' lives.
You're both walking home from the bar, where you just randomly ran into him. All the memories came flooding back, so you just said Fuck it and approached him.
Suddenly, Mark stops, turning to face you.
"Were you with anyone... while we were apart?" Mark asks. A question you've been dreading. You feel your blood run cold as you look up at him. He can see it in your eyes. You weren't going to deny it, but your eyes said it all. Slowly nodding, you close your eyes in shame. No more secrets. That was the deal. No matter how painful it would be.
"Who was it?"
You slowly open your eyes and look at him, tears starting to well up.
"If I tell you... you'll hate me..." You say in a shaky whisper.
"Depending on who it is, I can't promise that I won't be mad. But I could never hate you, y/n," Mark reassures you, squeezing your hand.
You take a deep breath.
"Dont tell me yet. Not here. Let's wait till we're inside."
You nod, a feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach. His place is right down the street, and you're certain you'll never see it, or him, again after he finds out who. With each step, the knot in your stomach got tighter and tighter.
Once inside, you slowly sit on his couch. Your fingers nervously pull on the threads of the frayed fabric. Mark sits next to you.
"Please tell me, y/n, who was it?" Mark's voice is shaky, nervous. He's dreading your response just as much as you are dreading telling him.
"It was...." You keep your eyes closed, too ashamed to look at him, "it was... Peter..." You whisper.
"WHAT?!" He barks, jumping up from the couch. Your eyes snap open.
"I thought you hated him! How could you..." His voice is breaking as he paces the room, his hands in his hair.
"I do! I only did it to try to get over you, it didn't work!"
"Peter Strahm? Of all people?!"
"What do you want me to say, Mark?! That I fucked him to get back at you?"
"Did you?!"
"No!" You yell. "Well... maybe a little..." You confess, burying your face in your hands.
"I can't do this..." Mark rushes to put his coat on. He swings the front door open and storms out.
"Mark!" You scream as the door slams shut.
You quickly turn into a blubbering mess, curling up on the brown worn-out couch as you bawl your eyes out. This is the very thing you were afraid of happening.
You must have cried yourself to sleep because the next thing you know, Mark is pulling you off the couch and leading you to his room.
"Mark, what?" You ask groggy.
He doesn't say a word as he gently pushes you onto the bed. As you rub the sleep from your eyes, you gasp. Standing next to Mark is Peter strahm.
"Why is Peter here?" You ask.
The subtlest smirk rests upon Mark's face as he glances at you, then Peter.
"Did you like fucking him?" Mark asks.
"You told him?!" Peter demands.
"Yes... and yes..." You say, lowering your gaze to the floor.
Mark is standing behind Peter. He pushed Peter forward towards you.
"I want you to show me what you did with him."
"What?" You and Peter ask in unison.
You can't help but be a little excited. You know Mark thinks you're not going to be into this, but you are.
"I can tell you want to. Show me how he made you feel," Mark turns to Peter, "Show me how you make her feel."
You always thought Peter was attractive, but you're nervous, with Mark here. At the same time, though, you're biting your lip, looking up at the two men standing before you, imagining what's going to happen.
Peter quickly hops onto the bed, grabbing your hair and pressing his lips against yours, seemingly already forgetting that Mark is in the room. Before you know it, the making out is heavier as clothes are less on the both of you, and more on the floor. You catch a glimpse of Mark smiling as he leans against the wall.
Peter isn't as aggressively dominant as Mark is, but he's still a little bit dominant. You're both now wearing nothing but your skin as Peter pins your wrists to either side of your head, gently, but firmly. His knees push your legs apart and you wrap your legs around him as he slowly kisses your neck.
"Are you sure, with Mark here?"
You'd forgotten about him for a moment, but you glance at Mark, who nods, then back at Peter.
"Yes..." You whisper, already very turned on by what is happening. You can feel Peter's erection throbbing against your thigh as you bite your lip, begging for him. His tongue slowly travels around your lips as he slides inside you. It's not very thick, but it's long, you can feel it bumping against your cervix as he slowly moves inside you.
"Fuck... Peter..." You whine as you raise your hips to meet his thrusts.
"Oh god, y/n.." he gasps as his hand releases your wrist and travels to your right breast, playing with your nipple.
Mark bites his lip as his dick starts to get hard in his pants. He can't help but get super horny at the sight of you being fucked by another man.
You bite your lip and smile as you turn your head to face Mark, teasing him. Mark is licking his lips and loosening his tie, his jacket is already on the floor. You turn back to Peter.
"Fuck me, Peter, make him jealous..." You moan, looking into his eyes.
Peter grips your right tit hard as he slams into you, making you wail out in pleasure.
"I'll make him so fucking jealous," he growls in your ear, glancing back at Mark. You claw at his back with your free hand as your legs start to shake around him.
"Fuck..." You gasp, "peter, I'm gonna...."
Suddenly, Mark lurches forward, shoving Peter off of you roughly.
"Hey! What the fuck?!" Peter shouts, stumbling off the bed.
You look up at Mark, standing above you. You hadn't noticed that he'd stripped his clothes off. He grabs your hair, yanking your head back sharply.
"You don't get to cum for anyone except me, got it?"
"I wasn't done yet!" Peter yells, annoyed, covering himself with his hands.
"Sit your ass down. I'll show you how you really take care of her," Mark said in a low voice as he climbs onto the bed.
Peter crawls toward you, to which Mark responds by grabbing his hair and pulling him off the bed. He drags Peter to the floor, using his tie to bind Peter's hands behind his back.
"You're going to watch me fuck her, the right way. You're shit," Mark says in a stern voice, gripping Peter's chin, making him face him, his face mere inches away from Peter's. Peter watches as Mark gets onto the bed. You smile at Peter as Mark begins slowly kissing up your inner thigh, his eyes locked onto Peter's as he makes him watch. Licking your lips, a low moan escapes your throat as you lace your fingers into Mark's soft, dark hair.
"That's it, baby..." he mutters as his fingers trace over your already wet pussy.
"You really liked fucking him didn't you?"
After a second, his hand shoots up your body, gripping your throat tight as his body weight presses down on you.
"Didn't you?!" He demanded.
"Yes..." You choke.
"More than me?" His grip around your throat tightens as he shoves two fingers inside your dripping cunt.
"Fuck!" You gasp as he curls his fingers up, hitting that sweet spot.
"This is how you fucking take care of her," Mark says sharply, looking at Peter as he rapidly thrusts his fingers inside you.
Mark yanks his fingers out and grabs your hips, shoving you over on your stomach. He pulls your hips so your ass is up in the air facing Peter. One hand grabs at your ass cheeks while the other shoves three of his thick fingers inside you.
"Fucking watch this, Peter. Bet you've never done this before.."
Mark rapidly fucks you with his fingers, leaning down to kiss and nibble on your right cheek as his thumb massages your sensitive clit.
"Fuck.. mark...."
"Aww is someone gonna cum? Already?"
Before you can answer, you tighten around his fingers, yelling a string of cuss words as your whole body shakes, your eyes roll back in your head as you cum hard.
You catch a glimpse of Peter, a look of desperation in his eyes as he struggles against his restraints. Mark grips your hair, forcing you to look at him.
Peter bites his lip, still struggling against the tight tie around his wrists. He is trying to stand up but can't seem to.
Mark shoves you onto your side as you gasp, coming down from the orgasm. You watch as he climbs off the bed and walks towards Peter.
"Lick it off," he instructs, grabbing Peter's hair with one hand as he holds his fingers, slick with your juices, to Peter's face.
You watch as Peter eagerly licks Mark's fingers clean, savoring the taste, looking at you as he does it. You lick your lips as you watch him, turning to sit upright on the bed.
Once he's done, Mark reaches behind Peter and undoes the knot around his wrists.
"You're gonna suck his dick while I fuck you," Mark says to you. You gasp and bite your lip, you were not expecting this at all.
"Bend over like how you were before. You, get in front of her," he says to Peter, to which he quickly obliges. You lick your lips as Peter's hard dick stares you straight in the face, he gently pets your hair as you feel Mark enter you from behind.
"Fu--" You start but Peter quickly shoves his throbbing cock into your open mouth.
"That's it.. fuck..." Peter groans as he grabs your hair, slowly fucking your mouth as Mark wastes no time pounding into you from behind. The only thing stopping you from making noise.is Peter's cock jabbing into the back of your throat over and over again. This is a whole new experience for you, you're cock drunk off both of them as they use you.
You can barely focus on either of them as the other thrusts into you. You can do nothing but lie there as both men use you. You wrap your lips tightly around Peter, you can tell by his thrusts and his moans that he's getting close. You look up at him, begging with your eyes.
Mark's hips slam into you, pushing you forward, making you take Peter's throbbing length down your throat. Tears stream down your face as you gag on his dick. Peter thrusts into your mouth as you're pushed forward. So deep, his balls are slapping against your chin.
"That's it... take it all.... fuuuck," Peter groans, gripping your hair. Peter is trying as hard as he can to not cum, but the sight of you being pounded from behind as you suck him off is too much. In one quick motion, he yanks your head back, stroking his cock a few more times as he paints your face white. Mark withdraws from you, and you collapse on the bed, gasping for breath.
You know it's far from being over, Mark tends to last a long time. Both men look down at you, saying nothing as Mark rolls you onto your back. Peter wipes your face off with his shirt he retrieved from the floor.
"Now it's our turn to make you cum," Mark purrs as he positions himself between your legs.
Peter crawls next to you on your right side as Mark pushes into you. His dick isn't super long, but it's definitely thicker than average.
Peter's fingers make their way down your body as Mark fucks you slowly.
"God... fuck!" You yell as Peter's fingers rub slow circles on your clit, matching the other man's thrusts. His lips find their way to your nipple, gently nibbling and licking, eliciting more noises from you. Mark's hand makes its way to your left tit and squeezes, fucking into you faster, harder.
"Please... please... don't stop," you beg, squeezing your eyes shut, gasping for breath. In response, Peter bites down on your nipple. Not hard enough to break skin, but hard, making you scream.
Peter quickens his pace massaging your clit as Mark pounds into you at a steady pace, making your legs shake. You're getting close, you can feel it building up.
"Cum for us, baby," Peter whispers in your ear, his fingers massaging your sensitive spot in circles that feel so good. The second he says that, you become unraveled, your whole body shaking as Mark fucks you hard and deep.
"Fuck!" Mark gasps as he himself can't hold on any longer. He bites his lip and groans loudly as he releases inside you, filling you with his cum. You gasp for breath as you come down, Peter ever so lightly massaging your pulsating clit. Becoming too sensitive, you shove Peter's arm away as your breathing relaxes.
Mark pulls his dick out of you, both of your cum dripping off of it.
"Oh my god," Peter mutters, "that was... so hot."
You smile at him, then at Mark as he climbs onto the bed, to the side opposite of Peter. It's relaxing, and you feel content, having both of them on either side of you. Feeling worn out from the encounter, the three of you just lie there.
"I should go," Peter says suddenly, as he pulls himself to his feet and begins getting dressed. Mark stands, too, and pulls a blanket around his naked body.
"Listen, you don't tell anybody about this," he orders sternly, his sharp voice sending shivers down your spine. It's rare you hear him speak like this. Peter simply nods as he buttons up his white shirt, fixing his hair.
"Maybe we can do this again sometime?" You suggest shyly. Peter looks at you, then at Mark.
"Maybe, we'll see."
"I'd really like to," Peter adds.
Both men look at you, still naked on the bed. Finally, Mark nods.
"Fine. But we tell nobody."
"Understood," peter says calmly before leaving the room. You hear the front door open and shut and you turn to Mark.
"I was mad at first when you told me," Mark says, "but thinking about you with him was pretty hot after I got over being angry."
"I knew you would be, but I was not expecting this to happen. I had fun."
"Me too." He smiles at you.
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Masterlist <3
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American Horror Story
Thomas Browne x female reader
Closer To God
Impure Divinity
Unholy Conception
Michael Langdon x female reader
Portrait
Mind over Matter
Sticky
There's Nothing Sweeter Than My Baby
That's My Pretty Boy
Friday the 13th
Jason Voorhees x female reader
More Than Your Bargained For (But Better Than You Thought You'd Get)
Hannibal
Hannibal Lecter x female reader
Psychomachia
My Bloody Valentine
Harry Warden x female reader
My Bloody Betrayal
The X-Files
Fox Mulder x female reader
Inappropriate Workplace Behaviour
I Can't Wait For You To Knock Me Up
Can't Keep My Mind (Or Hands) Off You
Fox Mulder x Dana Scully
Don't Panic
Saw
Mark Hoffman x female reader
Cunnilingus On Company Time
Peter Strahm x female reader
An Eye For An Eye
David x female reader
A Little Something In Pink
David (solo fic)
Saw 0.5 (XXX Version)
Resident Evil
Albert Wesker x female reader
Tentacle Sex in the Name of Science!
Leon S. Kennedy x female reader
Totally Medical and Professional Knotting
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ivanzplaid · 10 months
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I saw those praise headcanons and it reminded me of an idea I’ve been sitting on for awhile.
A male reader who brings up the idea of spanking to Lawrence Gordon, Peter Strahm, Patrick Bateman, and Bo Sinclair.
The readers kinda shy and nervous about it too. I’ve just been sitting on this brain rot for awhile and I wanted to share it.
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LOVE YOU CASSETTE ANON YES OF COURSE. i love when yall share the brainrot with me because when i see these requests i literally jump with joy, share all ur thoughts with me i love this idea sm😭😭😭 these characters are perfect too because we have a nice mix between stern and classy to rough hungry and im literally screaming running around thinking about this THANK YOUUU. also im labeling this group as slashers even though all dont fall under the category, its just easier this way
my progress got deleted halfway thru bo's section so im so sorry if its sloppy i was just fedddd up w tumblr
requests are open, masterlist is up!!
Slashers x M!reader + Introducing Spanking | Headcanons
Warnings: nsfw undercut, dirty talk, man handling, praise & degradation, caring!lawrence & bo (but also some mean!dom! energy.. just how its gotta be), dom!slashers, sub!reader, punishments, we all expected mean!patrick lets be real here
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Lawrence Gordon
lawrence loves to hear any ideas you have, he thinks its healthy to share new ideas and experiences with eachother. yet he also gets a slight suspicion that youre holding out on him the next time youre in the bedroom, he knows you well and can memorize your body language, so when he sees you avoiding eye contact and talking in a hushed or awkward manner, he wants to know whats going through your mind
he'll lay down and have your head on his chest while he plays/pats your hair, trying to ease you into saying it, snd is pleasantly surprised with your answer
"Tell me whats wrong darling, speak to me."
"I was thinking.. maybe we could, try something new? We don't have to do this if you don't want to, its fine, but, could we try spanking?"
his eyes meet yours and he sees how reluctant you were to telling him. as his hands find your chin, angling it up to meet his eyes, he smiles and says sure, whatever will give you a better experience is something hes willing to try
he thinks its funny how nervous you were, since hes open about a lot of things. hes a stern and classy dom, utilizing punishments and keeping himself composed a lot, he likes to see how youre such a mess when hes commanding over you, how his slight touch and gaze make you whimper
loves to see your vulnerability, he wants to see you exposed and at his will, he wants you to be vocal for him and show him how much you love it, it fuels his ego and reassures that he isnt doing anything wrong (because in the end hes still lawrence, and he cares about you more than his own life)
will mock you as he does it, it is a punishment after all. loves to see how obedient or defiant you are during and after, he likes to make you seem pathetic for your reactions
"What? Can't take it? Oh but handsome we just started.."
will have you count how many times he does it, he wants to hear your voice sputter and moan, it will get him hard and he will use it against you ( using it as an excuse to fuck you hard, saying that "he couldnt resist your lewd and obscene moans" )
loves to force you to look at him as he does it, he wants to see that pretty face of yours, whether you cry, whine, or try to hide your face
does that thing where every time you squirm or move on him, he chuckles darkly saying "Oh Baby, you're making it so hard for me to not hold you down right now.. and just show you some fucking manners.."
he is seconds away from making you cockwarm him as he laughs at your attempts to get off. he will overstimulate you by slowly stroking your dick and then going "ah-ah-ah.. you have to stay still, its still a punishment"
he loves to stroke or pat your hair as he spanks you, he loves to feel you flinch as he inflicts pain. after he does it, he'll rub your tender spots and say how well you took them, and how pretty you sounded as you did (or, if you were bratty, how depraved and pathetic of a sight you were)
he'll take such good care of you, giving you proper aftercare and everything, but for now, hes got you ass up, displayed nice and neat for him
Patrick Bateman
hes more than excited you are, as he is more into impact play/things along that line. he just loves to see how your body contorts to his advances and how his fingers just gently gliding across your ass make you whine, both from how tender it is and because his touch is so gentle you need it
he also thinks its hilarious that you were nervous about asking, because hes a pretty dominant/open man, hes into some kinky shit, and hes not afraid to talk about it.
he will mock you about being nervous, then taunt you with that fact, making the experience all the more exciting/intense, just as he'd prefer. he will rub your face softly and say how delicate and precious you look, and say that this for the better, then begin spanking you
"Darling-Darling.. don't cry now. I'm not even close to being finished."
his voice is always smooth and calm, which coupled with his confident exterior, is terrible for you. he will stroke you and play with your ass while he spanks you. putting a cockring around your dick if he knows youre getting too close to cumming when he spanks and teases you, he needs you to be ready for him after, when he has you gripping at the bedsheets while he fucks and degrades you
is honestly a slight menace when it comes to things like this, he'll talk you through the spanking snd make sure that youre whiny and rubbing up against him for more, he gets off by seeing the physical effects of his work, making him hard asl
"Good Boy.. thats right, take what I give you.."
likes for you to make eye contact, and will grip your chin just to face him so he can see your face give out a pathetic moan (may even take a photo.. just for safe keeping)
and he will be mean about that, asking if his personal slut couldnt take what he asked. in a mocking tone he'll say if he should go lighter next time, or if you like it hard since you moaned his name the entire time
will have you suck his dick after, because he thinks you enjoyed it too much, and if he did all that for you, he should get something in return. but dont worry, he'll guide you and say how your mouth was meant for his cock and his cock only, and how well you take him, especially after how sore you are
he notices you staying off/putting less pressure on your ass as you suck him off, and it makes him proud. the whole kink makes him proud, because hes happy to see his hand prints on you, knowing that his gorgeous boyfriend took it, and thanked him after for it, thats his art
i wouldnt be shocked if he had some handcuffs or toys.. he experiments and he pulls hoes so. but because of this, he may incorporate some bondage in and handcuff your wrists/ankles to the bedposts, having your stomach on the bed, and then deliver the spanking there.. he likes to see the cuffs rattle and your body shake
would obviously have you count as he spanks you, not because hes tryna be classy like lawrence, but because he knows you cant, and likes to hear your voice die out the moment he starts, and he will go on and on, having you count to the 10's, 20's, and if he thinks youve deserved it, 30's
"C'mon sweetheart.. don't stop counting. What number am I on?"
aftercare is exquisite, taking absth and applying some nice little lotion, just so he can abuse you the same the day after
Bo Sinclair
hes also a bit of a rough yet concerned man. he wants to try this out, because it lets out his sadistic side a bit more, but if he could get lost in the pleasure he gets from it, or, if he hears genuine pain from you, he gets anxious. he'd never want to actually hurt you, but if you give him the go ahead, he indulges in it. something about seeing you like prey under him makes him go nuts
is like an animal when he loses control, he will make you cry, he eants to see you beg for him to keep going (or for him to stop), he wants to see how much he can break you before your all fucked out beneath him
he lowkey likes having control and dominance over another guy, it really boosts his ego, definitely some uncovered trauma but either way, seeing you whimper from what he gives you gives him a massive hard on
will ask you teasing snd taunting questions just to get you to cry out and squirm. sayin something like "Are you likin' it doll? Or should I just stop and leave ya all needin' for me.."
please moan his name, because he will not only spank you harder, and rub where the tender spots are, but after he will lay down, have you sit on his dick and shove himself inside of you as hard as he can. hes gonna show you a reward you get for sayin his name all pretty like that
he loves to put you into doggy style and spank you as he fucks you, its his favorite thing for easy access
he also loves to objectify you, using nicknames like "pet, toy, doll, etc."
"Ah ah.. look at me, keep your eyes on me sweets. It's not that hard." he says this as he literally pounds the shit out of your ass, gripping your chin so that you cant look away
speaking of this, he loves to force you to look at him. he cannot get enough of it. he wants to see your every move, every way you contort, and every sound you make, because he needs your reactions
he wants you to touch snd to grab him while he spanks you. him imagining you gripping his thighs or having you sucking him off will result in a spank of encouragement, his little treat. he loves it, he wants to feel you on him
also loves overstimulation while spanking you.. find his hands wandering and stroking your dick, or massaging your ass while he spanks you to increase your pleasure
out of the bedroom he continues this behavior. if youre in his shop helping him, he'll tap your ass before squeezing it, loving how shocked you get at his roughness in public
"Theres my little pet.. takin' this spanking all too well.. almost like you want me to make your ass more tender than it is!"
loves to ask you rhetorical questions to tease and taunt you. he wants to see you get all worked up over his nothing, his voice lingering in your ears to belittle you. he'd ask "oh sweets.. was that too hard? would you want me to be nicer? cause that pathetic moan you let out tells me a different story.."
is all for having you be loud and proud with your cries, god knows he gets loud, whether its dirt talk, grunting, or even a deeper growl, he does it, so he wants to hesr all those pretty sounds you have for him
he really loves to have you beg for him, something about having you so needy that you cannot restrain yourself makes him lose it. he wants you to cry, whine, beg, or stutter his name and beg for whatever he'll give you. because after that, hes fucking you so hard jnto the bedsheets, having you grip onto them with no signs of stopping. and trust that every plead is another spank, with him going "oh.. my dirt little toy loves it when I use their body snd treat them like the pathetic slut they are?"
is all for rubbing your tender spots and seeing your body jump from the feel of his calloused fingers running over you. he sometimes intentionally slaps the same soot because he needs to hear that lewd moan come from your mouth that makes him so hard
Peter Strahm
now he is a very stressed pent up man, he doesnt have a lot of outlets, so when his boyfriend introduces the idea, he looks into it for a bit before acting on it, hes not a really kinky guy
however, once he figures everything out, hes all for it. he finds a way to express his frustration sexually, seeing you under him as he fucks into you, moaning for his touch, it is therapeutic for him
he loves how his rings add a bit of a sting when they spank you, he loves how the specific marks on them show up and how you whimper, and honestly he loves to hold you down when he does it
the control he finally feels is a much different type of control than what he has at work. this control is stress free, he doesnt feel like he has a weight on his shoulders from conditions or cases he isnt meeting. he feels totally, and indescribably in power, and it turns him on so much more
hes never really experimented with kinks before, so expect him to find a new type of bliss with this. hes going to be as into this as you are, stroking your cheek with his pointer finger as he pleases both you and him
is more into praise than degradation, loves to say how pretty and sweet his boyfriend is. "My good little boy is taking it so well.. you cant get enough of me."
really loves to have you facing towards a mirror while he does it, he wants to see your face and he wants you to see how you look. having his dick slide in and out of you, your moaning face unnable to form any sentences, seeing his hand come up, only to roughly come down on your ass while he says how perfect you look
wants the verbal affirmation of how good it feels, he gets off on how he knows that hes doing good, that you cant help but tell him how good it feels
"There he is.. thats my boy. Thats right, take it, youre doing so well."
wants to have his hands all over you when he fucks and spanks you. on your thighs, on your shoulders, on your hips, or even spreading your ass to get the perfect view for his work
this section is so short im so sorry but it literally got deleted after i SAVED it so i gave up a little😭
thinks the way that you squirm when he holds your hips down/chokes you is hot, he loves to feel you moving and struggling for more against him
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apprenticestanheight · 6 months
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do you take requests for smut a-z's? if you do, then please please please share your peter strahm headcannons, i need it like water. also if you don't do a-z's then just general headcannons is fine!!
Peter Strahm's Smutty Alphabet
I've never done NSFW or SFW alphabets before but in my pursuit of finishing as many fics as possible before the start of November, I am! I've read a few and they're fun so I figured why not?
My requests are open until the 3rd (they were originally going to close today but I was like 'okay but what if I kept them open?') so yeah! Feel free to send any in last minute. Things might slow down because I'm trying to start and finish a novel for NaNoWriMo but I promise if they do, they won't slow down significantly.
Also--this is written so that theres gender neutral language used, however as you didn't specify male or fem, I went with afab anatomy as that's what I know best.
Fic type- smut!
Warnings- this fic is 18+. Minors, DO NOT INTERACT. there's mentions of watersports and scat (in terms of what he won't do) pegging, breathplay is mentioned, edging and teasing, knifeplay is mentioned, petplay is mentioned (I thought of peter calling the reader a good puppy in my search for a gender neutral version of good girl/boy, and I lost it for a few seconds lol) I've been up fourteen and a half hours and am probably forgetting a few because I didn't really edit this.
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A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex)
very...kissy?? affectionate, I should say. Aftercare typically looks like a shower and then going and laying in bed for a while, and during that entire time he's so affectionate. He'd definitely give you a scalp massage after, especially if it was on the rougher side and I feel like he'd love giving you kisses along your shoulders and the back of your neck
B - Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partners)
His favorite of his own body parts is probably either his torso or his ass. As for his favorite body part of yours, I feel like he's a whore for shoulders and hips/thighs.
C - Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He loves how it feels to cum inside you--absolutely a pull out king (also probs got a vasectomy at some point) but when you let him he literally cherishes it because it feels so good.
D - Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory--a dirty secret of theirs)
He thinks it would be fun to have sex in an interrogation room
E - Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)
He knows what he's doing and he knows that he's good at it. He's not really cocky, necessarily, just like--confident. He knows your body and knows how to make you feel incredible and he takes pride in that fact.
F - Favorite position (this goes without saying)
depends on the kind of sex--generally I feel like he would LOVE doggy but also missionary when you're not aiming to have rough, hot sex but more intimate and "I love you but I don't want to say that out loud" type sex.
G - Goofy (how serious are they in the moment? are they humorous?)
He's pretty serious--he won't laugh unless something happens to make him do so because he takes sex seriously and he knows you do, too.
H - Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)
he's well trimmed and the carpet matches the drapes indeed.
I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)
He'd be fairly intimate, I think. If you're in missionary, definitely, and he's absolutely going to kiss you senseless while he fucks you the same.
J - Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Probably wouldn't do it very often while in a relationship (unless it's been a while since y'all have done the deed because of his hectic work schedule) but would do it a few times a week if he were single.
K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)
PRAISE--he doesn't really get much at work so when you tell him he's fucking you amazingly he melts inside a little. ALSO LOVES GIVING IT (I was searching for a gender neutral term and all I came up with is puppy, so now the idea of him saying "you're such a good puppy for me" has sent me into shambles oops) and will tell you you're taking him amazingly while you're giving him a bj and he's got one of his hands in your hair ohmygoodness--
L - Location (favorite places to do the do)
Bedroom, living room, his car (don't ask)
M - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
weirdly enough, it's the sounds that you make when you stretch because you moan whenever you do. Also the way your thighs, ass and hips look in certain pairs of pants and the way that you look when you're focused on something like cooking or reading or smth. He is a slut for how good you look when the domestic aspect of your shared lives is domesticing.
N- No (something they won't do)
anything to do with scat or watersports.
O - Oral (preference in giving or recieving, skill, etc.)
HE WOULD BE A FIEND. A F I E N D. A M U N C H . he loves giving head and eats you out like he's a man STARVED. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. oh my goodness.
He'd also like recieving but not as much as giving--giving head turns him on, getting it also turns him on but giving it turns him on more.
P - Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)
depends! After a stressful day of work he might wanna be fast and rough, and then on less stressful days or periods of time where he's taken a few days off, he might want to take things slow so that he can appreciate how good you look when turned on again.
Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
LOVES THEM TO AN EXTENT--loves them when it's been a while and it's all either of you have time for. He doesn't prefer them because he loves it when you're not rushing to get to an orgasm but will totally have one if it's been two or three weeks and he misses how good it feels to be inside you.
R - Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)
He DEFINITELY is. Nothing like breathplay but if you brought up knifeplay he'd be interested. Wanna try pegging? Hell yeah! Just--nothing that would put you in significant danger.
S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)
He can go for quite some time I feel like--a solid five or six rounds on even his worst weeks, maybe eight or nine on his best? He can also last around a half an hour before he cums usually.
T - Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Probably owns a vibrator to use on you, a dildo he wants to try on himself at first but then just...never does.
U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)
when he's in the mood to tease, he'll tease you for hours on end. Also if he has the time he will, but he LOVES IT. Teasing you by wearing a particularly tight pair of pants or a compression shirt (he works out and I can't be told otherwise) is one of his favorite things to do when he has time off to use.
V - Volume (how loud are they? what sounds do they make?)
not loud at all! Loud enough for you to hear him but not loud enough to drum up complaints. It's a lot of moans and some grunting--mostly grunting when he's being rough.
W - Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He would LOVE how it feels to be pegged and edged
X - X-ray (lets see whats going on under those clothes)
He's MUSCLED in terms of his torso--in terms of his dick, it's long and thick and it fills you SO GOOD
Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
pretty high! He wants you all the time and will want you with the drop of a hat if it's been long enough
Z - Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
if you've gone for one round, it takes him at least two hours. Anything more than four, he's out within thirty minutes.
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