#reverend teagartin

[abbatoirablaze]

Welcome To The Dollhouse, Pining After The New Girl

Word Count:  1.1k

Warnings:  some language

“You know…you can talk to the girls,” Reverend Teagartin chuckled as he clapped the sheriff on the back, “they ain’t gonna bite ya…at least, not unless you ask them to, Lee.”

“Fuck off, Teagartin.”

The good reverend chuckled, slapping the ass of one of the girls walking by.  She giggled and looked back, but surprise and a little bit of sadness coated her features when he didn’t come chasing after her.  She continued on and he gave the woman a wistful look before turning back to Lee, “what fun would that be now, Lee?  Got our choice of girls.  Prime real ass-tate right there…and what service would I be doing to that if I just fucked off?  Can’t help  you get your dick wet if I just let you sit here in the corner.   Come on, my treat.”

“Well, you leaving me the hell alone would give me some good, happy feelings in a place where I’m supposed to be relaxed.” Lee grumbled, “you ain’t buyin’ me shit, Teagartin.  Last thing I need is you thinking I owe you one.”

“You’re in a piss poor mood for someone who’s allowed his pick of the litter!”

“Fuck off…I’m trying to relax!”

“You ain’t supposed to be relaxed, Bodecker,” he chuckled, “you’re supposed to be full of energy.  Fuckin’ these little sluts til the cow comes home.  Then…then you can relax when you blow your load down the back of their throat.”

“Awful mouth for a reverend.”

“Reverend’s just my day job, Bodecker…we both know that.” He smirked as he watched another one of the girls passing by, “you gonna find yourself a girl, or am I going to have to play the role of pimp too and get you one, draggin em all over, one by one until you finally say yes?”

“You’re a prick, you know that?” Lee grumbled as he took another dreg from his bottle, “if you’re going to harass me while I’m here, do me a favor and grab me another bottle, yeah?”

“You’re on your own with that one,” he smirked, tapping the table, “think I’ve found the one I’m fucking good tonight.”

“Hey…thought you said you’re covering me for the night.”

“For the pussy,” he chuckled, “get your own fucking drinks!”

“Asshole!”

“On that note…you have yourself a good night, sheriff…that girl’s givin’ me the eyes…and I’m going to go make her praise the lord while I fuck her over every surface of her room!”

With another heavy hit to the table, the reverend was off, going after one of his regular girls.  Lee shook his head, still partially in disbelief that Teagartin had been the one to bring him to the dollhouse originally. 

“Ass…”

“Need another, sir?”

Lee barely heard the sweet little thing as she took his mostly empty, warm bottle.  He wanted to be angry over how she was taking a drink that wasn’t even gone yet, but when he looked at her sweet face, he felt himself all but melting as he pointed up to it.  He sat up a little straighter and tipped his hat at her, “while I wanna thank you kindly, I wasn’t done with that one, sweet pea.”

She giggled. 

Giggled at how he was gesturing to the luke-warm beer.

“Nothing good about a stale, warm beer.  Let me grab ya another one.” She offered, batting her lashes at him, “no harm in that, is there?  Won’t even charge ya!”

Lee couldn’t help but smile at her as she gestured towards the beer once more.  This time he found himself nodding along, “Yeah…sure.  Okay…”

He watched as she picked up the bottle, turned, and started to the bar, discarding the beer behind it and picking up a new one from the cooler.  Her lithe, nimble fingers opened it, and soon enough she was back on her way to him. 

Suddenly, he felt a sense of longing for the girl that he hadn’t recognized.  She gave him another gentle smile as she placed the beer down in front of him, “need anything else, sir?”

“You new here?” A blush rose to her cheeks, and Lee suddenly felt too blunt, “I-I mean…I haven’t seen ya, is all.  And usually most of the girls stay away from me…”

“Don’t know why,” she giggled sweetly, “handsome man like yourself…thought you’d be beating the girls away with a stick.”

He felt his own blush heating up his face now, “You’re awful kind, sweet pea…”

“Guess that’s what I get for being new,” she offered, letting the man know that she was indeed new and not some girl who lost her sponsorship, “still need to learn the ropes…the girls stay away from you for a reason?  You belong to someone important?  Sponsor a girl already?”

“I’m free as a bird, sweet pea.  Nothing tying me down.  But you know, I could show you them ropes if you wanted,” he offered kindly.  He spread his legs and patted his lap, “c’mon…have a seat…I can tell ya all the rules of this place while I sip on my beer.”

She smiled and took a few steps towards him before sitting gently on his lap so that she was across it.  He chuckled and shifted her so that she was seated on his lap and his arms were wrapped loosely around her, “sweet pea, look at me.  I’m a sturdy man.  Ya don’t gotta be gentle with me, darling…I ain’t gonna break.”

“I-I’ve never done this…” she admitted bashfully, looking up at him through thick lashes.

Lee smiled a little bit more then, “you never done this?  Like sat on a man’s lap or-“

“Any of it.” She sighed, with a shake of her head, “I-I don’t know…”

“Does this make you uncomfortable, sweet pea?”

She shook her head once more, “no…I-this-it feels exhilarating if I’m being honest.  Sitting on your lap…you being all sweet to me.  I just…”

“You what?” Lee asked, after a moment. 

“Just…no one’s been this nice to me like this, is all,” she shrugged, “grew up with five brohers….so a man’s never really paid me this kind of attention.”

“You poor little touch-starved thing,” Lee sighed, his arms wrapping a little more protectively around the innocent young woman, “I  think we should fix that, hmm?”

She giggled, yet again, and Lee found the smile on his face unable to quit.

“You’re awfully sweet, sir…”

Call me Lee, sweet pea…” the sheriff smiled as his hand caressed her bare thigh and stopped at the curve of her ass.  He gave it a little squeeze and she giggled again, “stick with me and I’ll take real good care of ya.”

“Okay Lee!” she smiled softly, “so long as you show me them ropes you were talking about.”

“Sweet pea, I’ll show you everything…don’t you worry your pretty little head about nothing.”

#welcome to the dollhouse #1shot #lee bodecker #the devil all the time #sebastian stan character #reverend teagartin

[abbatoirablaze]

Flirting 101--Good Girl's Club Drabbles--Em

Word Count: 605

Warnings: none really

“Come on Noah!” Reverend Preston cheered, “You get that ball, boy!”

Em was a bit taken back by the good reverend getting so wound up over a three- and four-year-old soccer game, but she continued to cheer on three-year-old Sadie, “you can do it, sweetie!”

“That your girl there?” Preston asked, pointing Sadie out. Em nodded, not sparing the man beside her a glance. She bounced her leg to keep her infant son entertained while she waited for Lee to come back from the car and concession stand, “that’s my boy, Noah.”

“That’s nice.”

She missed how Preston never looked at her face. Had she spotted that the man was only really staring at her chest, and how her breasts were straining against her top because it’d been a while since baby Lee had eaten, she probably would have moved.

But Lee didn’t miss it.

He watched as the perverted reverend stared at his wife without regard for his own that sat right next to him with her own infant on her lap.

“Arvin,” Lee snapped quickly to young father beside him, “you see Teagartin ogling my wife over there?”

Arvin turned, seeing that Preston was indeed staring at Em’s chest. He nodded as he bounced his daughter on his hip, “Yeah. I see it. Be honest though, I’m just glad he finally left Lenora alone…So I ain’t complaining.”

Lee’s jaw ticked as he watched Preston’s wife excuse herself, and then a few seconds later, he was shuffling closer in his seat towards her, “Dada?”

He looked to his two-year-old who pointed towards the pickup window. The older woman who was working it, handed off the waters and chicken strips and fries, and Lee was quick to scoop up little Em in his other arm and make his way back to the seats. By the time he’d gotten back, Preston was leaning slightly against the row behind him, his arm curved around Em behind the seat.

“Well, we’re not that religious, reverend,” Em said politely as Lee sat down beside her, “I don’t think we’d be interested in any of the church’s groups. Right Lee?”

“We don’t pray all that much.”

“Three unbaptized babes,” the reverend tsked, “that’s no-“

“I didn’t say they weren’t baptized,” Em snapped at the man, “a little less condescension would be nice, reverend.”

“I’m sorry Miss Bodecke-“

“Mrs.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Mrs,” she corrected, “you might want to be a little less obvious to insult my husband and myself if you’re making any attempts, reverend.”

Lee’s jaw unclenched. He wanted to be mad at the situation, but the look on Reverend Preston’s face was priceless. The weasel of a man had been rejected. Granted, Em usually ignored many of the towns men’s advances, but he had struck a nerve. Em Bodecker didn’t mind the attention. Hell, it only boosted Lee’s ego that so many men flirted with her, and yet she continued to go home with him every night. But insulting Lee by acting as though it wasn’t her dream to be married to him, that crossed a line.

“Well, I meant no ill intentions, Ms. Bodecker.”

This time it was Em who clenched her jaw. She gave Lee a look and he chuckled, shrugging his shoulders.

“Mr. mayor?” she asked, batting her lashes hard at him.

Lee looked to his wife, “yes Mrs. Bodecker?”

“What do you say when we get home, we start working on baby number four?”

Lee looked at Preston, who was now glaring at him and chuckled, throwing his arm around her as he popped a fry in his mouth, “sounds like a plan, sweet pea.”

#lee bodecker #the devil all the time #devil all the time #goodgirlsclub