ℳ𝚊𝚢🧁ྀི ݁₊ ❤︎⑅⁺˖🎀

she/her 22 ꒰ I love writing about stonathan ୭˚. ꒱♡ᩙུ 🍭

[dollglasseyes]

♡ Jonathan who makes Steve grind on his jeans, the fabric of it creating a delicious friction on his cock

♡ Steve who catches Jonathan humping the teddy bear he bought him on their first date, and makes him finish what he started

♡ Jonathan who wraps his bicep around Steves throat while he’s fucking him from behind

♡ Steve who’s gagging on Jonathan’s cock, his eyes watering from the sheer girth of it

♡ Jonathan who swallows Steve’s moans with a kiss while he’s fingering him

[pearlvirag]

r-18.   ୭౿ dadbf  dex  save  me,  dub-con,  fauxcest, age-gap,   stalking,   controlling  behavior  &  manipulation. heavy inspired by my last reposts.

the  longer  you  were  with  him,  the  more  you  started  to  notice  his  patterns  of  controlling  behavior.  at  first,  it  felt  entirely  unfamiliar.  the  men  you  had  dated  before  needed  to  be  guided  a  little  here  and  there,  and  as  your  relationships  progressed,  they  just  didn’t  feel  like  real  providers.  the  longer  you  stayed  with  anyone,  the  more  it  started  to  feel  like  you  were  the  one  taking  care  of  them.

with  dexter,  it  was  completely  the  opposite.  he  took  the  lead  —  not  even  willingly,  but  un-delegatably.  there  was  no  other  option,  really.  he  planned,  decided,  and  executed.  you  just  lay  back  and  look  pretty.

exhausted  from  the  constant  mental  load  of  decision-making  and  the  stress  of  scheduling  your  own  life,  you  could  finally  relax  a  little.

as  time  went  on,  the  unusual  things  he  wanted  to  do  for  you  grew  more  frequent,  all  so  you  wouldn’t  have  to  do  them  yourself.  he  pampered  you  like  a  precious  treasure.  you  had  been  naive  to  think  he  was  simply  different  from  other  men  just  because  he  was  much  older  than  you.

the  first  thing  that  caught  you  off  guard  was  when  he  waited  for  you  after  a  girls’  night  out  with  a  bath  full  of  bubbles  and  your  favorite  candles  lit  around  the  room.  he  had  even  bought  new  ones,  unsure  if  you  would  want  to  burn  the  ones  already  scattered  around  the  house.  the  surprise  wasn't  the  bath  itself,  but  the  fact  that  he  insisted  on  washing  you,  conditioning  your  hair,  and  feeding  you  small  bits  of  strawberries  while  the  treatment  marinated.

then,  before  dressing  you  in  your  favorite  pajamas,  he  urged  that  you  must  be  tired.  he  cupped  the  glass,  bracing  the  back  of  your  neck  with  one  hand  while  holding  the  rim  to  your  mouth,  carefully  tipping  it  for  you  to  drink.  he  placed  you  on  your  shared  bed,  lotioned  your  body,  carefully  massaged  your  tired  muscles,  and  dressed  you  in  the  clothes  he  had  meticulously  picked  out  while  you  were  gone.  it  felt  incredibly  relaxing.

honestly,  you  thought  he  just  wanted  to  have  sex,  because  in  your  mind,  that  level  of  pampering  was  always  associated  with  an  underlying  motive.  but  he  didn’t  insist  on  anything.  instead,  he  gave  you  a  list  of  options.

“wanna  watch  that  tv  show  you’ve  been  so  crazy  about?  or  you  can  read  your  book,  too,  if  you  want.  i  can  massage  your  feet.  you  want  that?  you  must  be  tired,  sweetheart.  let  me  know  what  you  need.”

then  he  started  picking  out  your  outfits  before  you  even  woke  up.  he'd  iron  them  and  carefully  hang  them  on  your  dresser,  alongside  his  choice  of  jewelry  and  hair  accessories.

eventually,  you  realized  it  had  been  a  long  time  since  you  had  actually  needed  to  arrange  anything.  every  little  task  that  came  up  was  already  taken  care  of.  you  never  questioned  it,  and  dex  never  brought  it  up  either.  other  than  that,  he  always  dropped  you  off  and  picked  you  up  wherever  you  went.  he  prepared  your  food  and,  whenever  time  allowed,  slowly  fed  it  to  you  —  sometimes  while  you  were  watching  tv  or  writing  in  your  journal.  on  the  weekends,  he  tidied  your  nails  and  picked  a  color  for  you.  normally  pink  or  something  neutral.  you  got  used  to  it  all  so  fast,  and  you  couldn't  deny  how  much  you  loved  being  taken  care  of.

after  a  while,  you  were  so  caught  up  in  it  that  after  a  couple  of  days  away  from  him,  you  fell  into  his  chest  the  moment  you  got  home,  hugging  him  tight  and  whining,  “i  missed  you  so  much.”

you  kissed  him  deeply,  pulling  him  closer  with  a  tug  on  his  hips,  barely  realizing  that  you  were  already  clawing  at  his  skin.  it  didn't  take  long  until  you  were  fully  undressed.  he  knelt  in  front  of  you,  eating  you  up,  his  fingers  scissorsing  inside  you.  "missed  you  so  much,  dad."  the  name  slipped  out.  you  were  so  hazed  you  didn't  even  realize  it.  he  had  truly  been  like  a  caregiver  to  you  all  this  time,  and  now  he  had  you  completely  wrapped  around  his  fingers.  your  knees  grew  weak,  and  you  found  stability  by  gripping  his  shoulder  and  head.  he  kneaded  your  thighs,  encouraging  you  to  let  go  for  him.  “s'  so  good,  please.  i  love  you.  i  love  you.  i  love  you.”

he  was  always  gentle,  but  this  time  you  insisted  he  fucks  you  harder.  and  harder.  you  had  missed  him  so  much  that  your  brain  turned  to  mush  as  he  pounded  the  remaining  sense  out  of  you.  he  showered  you  in  praise  and  affection,  and  you  kept  calling  him  "dad,"  completely  out  of  it.  he  could  have  sworn  it  made  him  harder  each  time.

“you  love  dad,  right?  my  sweet  angel—”

what  you  still  had  no  idea  of  is  that  he  was  keeping  notes  on  everything:  what  you  ate,  where  you  went,  your  weight,  and  even  your  height!  and  it  had  been  a  long  time  since  he  installed  cameras  around  the  house,  so  he  could  jerk  off  to  you  without  your  knowledge  know  what  his  doll  is  up  to  all  the  time!

[trackgun]

mean!steve fucking you in doggy

your body was under his complete control, his large hands contorting you in whatever position he desired. his right hand snaked over your neck to pull you flush to his chest, angling himself deeper inside you. his thrusts got harsher as he choked you, breasts shaking with force. your knees threatened to buckle upon feeling his breath on your face, lips so close to yours. you whined as your eyes fell shut, pleasure already making you shut down; he was so snug inside your tight walls it felt like he belonged there. “open your eyes, baby. want you to see my face as i fuck you.” he grunted as his pelvis hit your ass, the skin slapping filling the room. “fuck—steve just—fuck like that” you moan, leaning into his harsh touch. he swallows your moans with his mouth as he kisses you hard, soft, plump lips devouring yours. he forces his tongue in your mouth with ease, licking and fighting with yours. he’s off you as soon as we were on you, yanking your head back by your hair, putting you in the perfect angle to spit in your mouth. “that’s it, baby, swallow it all,” he coos, caressing your head. you swallow without hesitation, showing him your empty mouth for approval. all the faux sympathy he had left for you was gone, tugging your hair back harder than before, surely giving you whiplash. his strokes didn’t help either, your asscheeks and pussy feeling each one equally. your eyes rolled back into your head as you clenched around him, feeling your stomach twist at how deep he was hitting. your scalp stung as he let go of your hair, letting your head hang before arching you into the bed, face getting shoved into the sheets with no remorse. your whines of struggle were music to his ears. though you couldn’t see him, you could feel the smirk on his face. “don’t go weak on me now. take that shit until i’m spilling so deep inside you you’ll feel it for days.”

[s111ut]

mating press with steve :((

your knees are bent to your chest and steve has a firm grip on your thighs while he pistons in and out of your pussy. the only sounds filling the room are the slap of skin, the headboard smacking against the wall, steves grunts and your moans.

“yeah, you like that baby?”

“uh-huh,” you nod weakly

steve grins down at you

“good fuckin’ girl,” he praises, kissing you sloppily between thrusts, “thats it, take it.”

the praise makes your walls clench around him. he groans lowly and his rhythm stutters.

“holyshit, ‘m gonna cum,” he warns.

his thrusts turn frantic, as he desperately chases his own peak. he gets so caught up in it all, he cant get himself to shut up.

“perfect pussy, my pussy, so tight,” he babbles while his hips jackhammer into you, “made to take my dick.”

“dont stop, im gonna cum,” you whine

“do it,” he coaxes, “cum for me.”

youre able to sneak a hand down to feverishly rub your clit. the way hes speaking to you and the additional sensation only brings you closer to your own orgasm.

“thats my girl, you got it, let go baby.”

the praise makes your head go fuzzy and the coil in your belly snaps. euphoria rushes through your veins as your orgasm comes crashing down on you. simultaneously, steve buries himself as deep as he can inside of you, his length pulsing as he cums, thrusting shallowly as he rides out both of your highs. his lips find your collarbone, pressing lazy kisses as he catches his breath.

[s4ngel]

puppyhybrid!reader that just cant stop needing dex. you’d think its heat season all the time with the way ur constantly licking and grinding urself against dex.

(who isn’t complaining)

hes doing something on his computer? ur on the floor, humping his leg. hes tryna sleep? ur on his lap licking his face. hes in the shower? ur in there with him slobbering allllll over his cock and body and he flicks those fluffy ears of urs gently.

there’d be a time where he wasn’t home yet, so you had to result to humping his pillow. inhaling his scent as ur tail wagged and whines left ur lips. the sound of the door opening wasn’t missed but ur too deep into ur pleasure!!!

dex catches the sight and is frozen for a moment before sighing deeply and unbuckling his belt on reflex to help with ur problem..

next thing u know hes letting you bounce on his cock, whining and whimpering as you lick his face and neck. his hands grabbing ur tits as he just shook his head with a faux disapproving sigh, "so needy… that all just for me? greedy lil’ pup." grinning at the squeak u let out as he pinches ur nipples. cumming all over his cock :,)

[stagprince]

I'm full metal jacking it

[sweetrinaxd]

stanley kubricks "full metal jacket" (1987)

[scatt3r3d-r3mains]

i have approximately three followers who will enjoy this thing i made for myself

[kassy-djomunson]

yearning for him isn’t enough i need him

[downbadandnasty]

daydreaming about Licking his blood covered face

[taffieprincess]

aweee so cutie 🩷🩷🍭🍭🍭🍦

Antony’s p⭐️ smile soryyy h h h h h

[emolander]

accidentally drew too much kindness in his eyes #fail

[leadmetothegardenbetty]

anyways. obsessed with simon finally meeting his match in patty. always being used to being the person in a situation who is throwing other people for a loop. prides himself on being abrasive and unpredictable. and then patty comes along and she's so completely unfazed and unshakable by all the usual shit he pulls that makes people either scratch their heads in utter confusion or fills them with the urge to slap him. and then she pulls something so far out of left field, something he never would've expected of her or imagined in his wildest dreams. and he's completely rattled over it <3

[cyber333angel]

going into sub space with dexy

you’re all hazy, face to face in front of dex on your knees just breathing so unevenly and shakily. you’re all fucked out from how harsh he was being, manhandling you into every which way he wanted, every position he wanted.

dex came home from a long day and only craved to make you feel good, so good that tears would stain your cheeks and you’d be pleading for him, all to make himself feel better. and that he did, so much so that he broke you.

your thighs are so sticky, cum from you and dex dripping down your legs. making you shift uncomfortably on bed. quiet whines coming out as you look down his body with lidded eyes, batting your lashes naively as if you still wanted more. though dex knows how to deal with you like this, you often enter this state with him naturally, turning off your brain since you feel so safe with him. just not this intense unless hes really roughed you up. he’s holding you up callously by the arms to keep you at eye level just trying to get you back, “where are you at pretty girl? gonna to come back to me?”, dex keens, talking a largehand off your arm to slap your cheek, not hard but enough to make you look and focus on him.

“there she is.. you liked that? like what i do to you? so much that it made you dumb huh baby.” he’s mocking, a smile spreading across his face in amusement. and you smile back at him, “mn dex..” you sigh dreamily, gaining back some strength to jump into his hold, embracing him with your arms wrapping around his neck. “hi baby.” he retorts quickly.

you’re still naked and exposed while dex has some clothes on, semi hard dick in some sweatpants and a white beater. the different fabrics rubbing across every inch of your body. it makes you twitch and tense up in his grasp,“i know m’sorry sweetheart.” feeling him suddenly grab your ass and lift you up into his lap fully, you nuzzle into his shoulder tiredly just breathing in his scent. “did a number on on you..” he murmurs, a string praise leaving him after that, telling you how well you did for him as he lifts you up to stride to the bathroom.

[herodrip]

18+ MDNI

stalker!dex sandwiching you between himself and the mattress when he finally manipulates his way into your bedroom,his broad chest pressed against your back so hard you can barely breath,fingers forcibly intertwined with your own as he pins them to the bed. you can’t move with his full body weight on top of you,can only feel his warm breath on your shoulder,his cock grinding into your pussy and the tears that are falling so freely from his eyes into the crook of your neck as he whimpers “don’t leave me, can’t leave me” under his breath over and over again

[taffieprincess]

With every character I like some insanely annoying people have to like them too. Every. Time.

Like I mean people who just don’t even like the character for who they are and wanna either woobify them or change their entire personality and write analysis about them as if their made up version is fact 😭 no it ain’t. And they will argue you down tryna prove their bs when all the facts are in the media. Actually it’s even worse when everyone hates the character I like cus it’s like they purposely misunderstand them and act like the character is a real person who genuinely killed their grandma

[chaozwitch]

older!neighbour!dex...

im back with more older!neighbour!dex thots pls indulge me friends!! also idk why this is in bold it wont let me change it :(

pairing: older!neighbour!dex x young!f!reader

warnings: mention of mutual masturbation (from afar), praise, panty stealing, stalking

after your interaction with Tony (or dex), the one where he said 'attagirl' and brushed his hand over your neck in a manner that was way too close for neighbours to do, you had tried to avoid him as best you could. you couldn't help it.

he was all you thought about.

dex knew that too.

he knew the way he had impacted you from a simple gesture and a petname enriched in praise. he would sneak up to the rooftop opposite your building just to watch you get yourself off in the night, he couldn't help himself. you were so so gorgeous, the way you bit your lip despite living alone, the sounds you made, the way when you pushed yourself too far tears streamed down your face. that night after your friends left he snuck up to the rooftop to listen and heard what would have been the sweetest sound he'd ever heard if he was telling the truth.

you moaned his name.

not his name, Tony. the name he had given you to keep you safe and keep his cover.

you threw your head back and moaned the name out loud, exhaling sweetly about how good he was making you feel.

dex had to join in with you - pleasuring himself on the rooftop moaning your name in sync.

you avoided your neighbour for a few days, but how could you do that when he lived opposite you? whenever you left your apartment he had his door wide open and tried to talk to you but you scurried off before he could reach you.

one day, dex was headed for a walk when he heard a loud exclamation of pain from your apartment and shortly followed by a 'fuck'. instantly he stalled by your door and knocked. "is everything okay, sweetheart?"

"m f-fine Tony!" you yelled, biting your lip to stop from groaning in pain. "'s all good!"

"I can hear you're in pain, let me in." he responded as you groaned.

the door swung open and dex saw you holding your arm tearfully. you were dusting your ceiling corners when you fell from the chair you were standing on straight onto your shoulder in a funny position. your shoulder was raised and your arm bruised already as he rushed towards you and knelt down to your height.

"I was trying to get the cobwebs in the corner of the ceiling b-but I couldn't reach and I was stood on the chair and fell and I landed on my shoulder-" your bottom lip wobbled as a tear fell from your eye and Tony (dex) instantly wrapped his arms around you.

"oh sweetheart, are you alright?" he hushed into your ear. "let's get you to the couch and I'll look at your arm and make sure it isn't broken, okay honey?" you nodded, expecting to stand up with his help, but gasped when he wrapped your legs around his waist and carried you over to your couch.

you tried to shake the thoughts from your head.

you had several dreams about this exact position with your neighbour, except you wore less clothes in those dreams. you dreamed of how he would ravage you and leave kisses all over your body that made you whimper. you dreamed of his large hands roaming your figure and pulling your hair. you dreamed of him thrusting up into you while he kissed your lips and moaned into your mouth.

you prayed that he couldn't feel the wetness pooling in your shorts, and he prayed you couldn't feel his hard-on in his jeans.

"it hurts so bad." Tony placed you on the couch, him sitting on your coffee table opposite you as he examined your arm.

"I know honey I know." he soothed. "nothing looks broken, sweetheart, it certainly looks bruised though." his hands ran over the forming bruising spots on your arm and you winced at his fingers. "I know honey I'm sorry."

"m sorry tony, 'm being a baby." you sniffled and wiped your tears away with the other hand.

"you're okay sweetie." Tony ran a hand through your hair. "let me get a cold compress and we'll calm the bruises so they don't come out as harsh, baby."

dex walked into your kitchen to get a cold compress to run under some cold water to apply to your bruises. he couldn't help but notice the cluttered nature of your kitchen, and the pile of underwear that was hanging out of the washing machine. they were dirty. his eyes wandered over to you who wasn't even looking at him as he quickly knelt down and put a lacy blue pair in his jeans pocket.

not just any blue.

his blue.

he had to steal them.

when he came back to you, your hands held onto his instantly. "thank you for helping me, Tony. id be lost without you."

"just bein' neighbourly is all, sweetheart." he grinned. "this is gonna sting a little, okay? squeeze my hand if it hurts."

when he applied the ice cold compress to your bruises you instantly winced and squeezed his hands tightly. you threw your head back and whimpered and dex stilled. "'m sorry." you bit your lip to stop yourself from making any noises as his hand came to your chin and forced you to face him.

"don't be sorry, sweetie, keep your eyes on me, okay? I'd never hurt you." he nodded, keeping one hand on your chin and the other holding the cold compress to your shoulder. your eyes never left his. "attagirl, see? it doesn't hurt does it?"

you shook your head as he removed the cold compress from your shoulder and kissed it softly. your breath stilled in your chest. your mouth was hung open as he opened his eyes and you locked onto each other. his eyes were blown wide with lust, yours with shock and excitement. "t-tony I-"

"see? all better." he kissed it once more before pulling back from you entirely, even removing his hands from your figure. "you did such a good job for me honey. next time you want something doing around your apartment, knock on my door and I'll do it for you."

your mouth hung wide, stomach fluttering and mouth watering at his praise for you. "Tony I-" you stood up to meet his height.

dex couldn't help but smile when you anxiously wrapped your arms around him to embrace him in a cuddle, to say thank you for helping you and offering his services when you needed him. his big biceps found refuge on your waist until one hand entangled itself in your hair , lightly pulling on it to make you look at him as you blushed. "you know where I am if you need anything right sweetie?' you nodded instantly. "attagirl, such a good girl."

he was doing it on purpose now.

the stupidly evil smirk that graced his face made you yearn to kiss it clean off. you wished to stroke his cheekbone scar and pull his grey hairs and yank him into your bedroom and slam the door behind you. you felt your hands slip into his back pocket as he leaned in closer to you.

his breath fanned against your lips with his hooded eyes gazing into yours, wishing for nothing more than to take you over his shoulder and take you into your bedroom until all you remembered was his name. not Tony. dex. until you screamed dex until your voice was hoarse.

when you leaned up to break the distance between you, to close the gap and finally fulfil the dirty dreams that had been plaguing you since you first met, he pulled away and brought your hands back to his chest. you whined softly when there was a widening gap between you, but furrowed your brows when you felt something in your hand.

you opened your hand and dex's eyes went wide. "why are my panties in your back pocket?"

"what? no I-"

"did you take them from my washing machine when you got me the cold compress?!" you exclaimed, pulling away from him as he instantly extended his hands to feign innocence. "Tony what the-"

"don't pretend you don't want this too, honey. I can see and hear you on a night, I see how you look at me." he scoffed and pulled you towards him. "sweetheart just relax. it's nothing! I-"

"what do you mean you see me on a night?" you cocked your head in confusion. "tony...what the hell do you mean? have you been stalking me? listening to me?"

dex fell silent as a terrified look crossed your face. your hands shook anxiously and he pulled you in closer, reassuring you that you were safe. "honey no never! I just-"

"you've been stalking me!" you yelled. "how the hell could you-"

he needed to shut you up.

and he needed to do it fast.

the neighbours would hear you and that was the last thing he needed, you blowing his cover all because he just wanted to ravish you.

he lifted you off of your feet and onto the kitchen counter, hand over your mouth and the other on the small of your back. your bodies pressed into one another as your eyes widened. he was undeniably hard - given from the stiff cock that pressed into your thigh through his jeans or the lustblown pupils that gazed through your soul.

he hushed you. "I'm gonna take my hand off now, okay sweetheart? you're not gonna scream are you?" you shook your head, trying not to whimper at the tension you could feel in his trousers. "such a good girl." he took his hand from your mouth and cupped either side of your face.

"I can't believe you've been stalking me."

dex knew you would hate him.

everything he had been working towards was ruined.

the build up was wrecked by this one stupid mistake of his by being selfish and wanting your panties for himself. he had ruined any potential future he had with you just for this self indulgent moment.

"that's so fucking hot." you broke the silence and surged towards him with a sheer ferocity powered by lust.