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[dumbavii]

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[sammy-bryant]

[cinnanymph]

dad’s bsf jack abbot fucks you in the kitchen >_< (tw: age gap, smut, p in v, nsfw 18+ mdni)

Jack had known your father since their military days, making him completely off limits— a line that meant nothing now that he had you pinned flat against his dining table, with your cunt hungrily taking every inch of the older man’s cock.

"Good girl, hold onto the edge f’me. Fuck— you take me so well princess," Jack grunted, his eyes fixed on the way your plush ass bounced against him with every heavy thrust. Your knuckles turned white against the polished wood, broken whimpers fracturing past your lips as he hit that sweet spot again and again.

Your climax was rapidly approaching when your phone lit up, vibrating loudly against the tabletop. Jack slowed his pace just enough to glance at the screen, a dark smirk spreading across his face as he read the name on the screen.

"Look at that... your father is calling," he murmured, pressing his full weight down over your back while staying buried deep, his shaft throbbing inside your clenching walls. "Pick it up."

"nono—Jack please—" you choked out, shaking your head wildly at the sheer cruelty of the request.

Jack drove up into you with a single, brutal buck of his hips, tearing a sharp gasp from your lungs. Before you could pull away, his thumb swiped across the screen, flipping the call straight to speaker.

"Hey, honey," your dad’s voice crackled through, warm and completely clueless. "Just calling to catch up. Are you busy right now? How are you?”

Jack drew back until he was barely inside, then sank back in agonizingly slow, making you feel every ridged inch. You bit your lip until the sharp sting kept you grounded, fighting to keep your voice steady. "N-no, Dad...I'm good. Just...cleaning up the kitchen."

Jack’s palm snaked up your stomach, calloused fingers pinching down on your bare nipple hard enough to make your hips jerk off the table, your body clamping tight around his cock in a sudden vice. He didn't slow down, driving up into you with a deep, punishing pace that left your thighs trembling.

"You sound winded," your dad noted, his voice laced with sudden concern. "Are you feeling alright?"

Jack leaned right against your ear, his breath burning hot against your shell. "Tell him you're fine, unless you want him finding out what a dirty little whore his little girl is for his best friend's cock” he whispered, accelerating his hips into a faster, meaner rhythm.

"I'm—ngh—fine, Dad," you forced out, your breath hitching hard as he split you open with every hard thrust. "Just...tripped over my own feet while rushing to grab my phone."

Your dad let out a soft laugh. "Don't wear yourself out kiddo. Catch up with me tomorrow, okay? Love you."

"Love you, t—" The response shattered into a muffled moan as Jack bottomed out with cruel depth. His thumb zeroed in on your clit, grinding tight, brutal circles over your peak right as the call disconnected.

A dark chuckle vibrated in his chest, his hands gripping your waist to yank your hips back flush against his pelvis.

"Think your daddy knows his most trusted friend is fucking his baby girl right where he sits when he comes over?" He groaned as your inner walls clamped down in a merciless squeeze at the sheer taboo of it. "Look at you...milking my cock from just hearing his name. “dirty girl.”

[mast3rbait3r]

minors do not interact, 18+

"god, yes..."

you cry out as your nails dig into the meat of pope's biceps. he's got you out by the pool again, nearly breaking the chair beneath the two of you as he pounds into you like an animal.

"hah- a-ahh."

that's the closest thing to a word he could even get out when he was buried deep inside you, especially at an angle like this. your knees were pushed back as far as they could go against your chest while he leans all of his weight into every last thrust.

"don't stop, andy."

you gaze up at him, completely enamored by the way he managed to look even more fucked out than you did. guess this is exactly what happens when the two of you end up alone at smurf's house while his brothers do god knows what.

little baby drabble while i'm in the midst of a writing funk... hope you all liked it :3 love you lotssss <333

[sammy-bryant]

[illud93]

childhood best friend pope who doesn't approve of your boyfriend..

[misspossexxive]

imagine licking the blood off andrew’s body. he and baz played rough once again, leaving your sweet boyfriend with a bloody nose. his body is tense and stained with blood, but the moment your delicate hands touch his massive frame, you can feel him relax as he looks at you with those pretty, sad eyes.

within seconds, your plump lips are on his skin, kissing his broad chest, only to stick out your tongue a moment later and start licking the red liquid off of him.

andrew looks at you with blurry eyes; his hands are clenched into fists so tightly that the blood flow in them is barely noticeable, but he doesn’t move a single millimetre, letting you do whatever you want with his body.

when your tongue finds its way to his neck, moving higher and higher towards his face, his breath catches in his throat. as you reach the top, you slow down, licking him at a pace that’s almost torturously slow; your lips linger for a long moment on his chapped ones, before moving away to finally focus on his nose. your hands gently grip his jaw as you lick the last drops of blood off him. and when you pull away from his face, satisfied with your work, with that sweet smile of yours, andrew grabs you by the hips and presses you tightly against him, letting you feel his hard, chubby cock, ready to fuck you.

© misspossexxive

[fawnsweetie]

no one deserves a soft life more than andrew cody and michael robinavitch and i’ll stand firm in that. i tried to make headcannons???? maybe idk i saw ppl doing them this way but idk. lmk if this is how it’s done and if u like it lol. anyways hope u all enjoy!!!! i love you all so so so much!💕

andrew cody who kisses your head after you’ve gotten sick in the bathroom. he can’t kiss you on the lips, you refuse to left him knowing his avoidance of germs, but he doesn’t care. you’re sick, maybe food poisoning maybe just the flu, probably from craig, and he wants you to know he loves you.

andrew cody who overcomes his fear of chaos because you seem to thrive in it. in fact, he’s somehow come to an understanding with it. he doesn’t mind chaos as long as it’s somewhat organized, but only for you.

andrew cody who loves to watch you sit by the pool. maybe he works in the yard or maybe he just stands. he loves it how you only huff in annoyance if he is blocking the sun from you, and how you grab his hand and drag him to the other side instead. he loves how you glisten with the sunscreen he lathered on you, with the water from the pool.

andrew cody who learns how to relax more. he’d always lived on the precipice of something, a job, a fight, everything and anything in prison. but now he gets to sit down once or twice a week. he gets to hold your hips gently as you straddle him and place a face mask on him. he barley flinches from the cold, rather than fear for the first time in his life.

andrew cody who is not used to this soft life. he is not used to saturday pancakes that don’t come with a new job plan, or soft caresses of his shoulder and back and don’t come with a demand. he is not knowledgeable about grocery runs as bonding activities, or window shopping for fun. he knows very little about this new life, but he cannot wait to learn more.

[fawnsweetie]

‘that’s like jamming a shark into a ziplock bag’

andrew cody who just doesn’t know how to fuck! his cock is just so big that whenever he gets close to fucking one, either he chickens out or the other person does. so, when andrew starts dating you, and hasn’t fucked you in the first six months, you think it’s just an issue from his past! not an issue, per say, because you’re perfectly contented to have him eat your pussy day and night as he so desires. but you just think maybe it’s trauma from his mom or a byproduct of his stay in prison, and he just wasn’t able to get hard. but then, one night once he’s finished licking and sucking at you for the past three hours and your practically wrung dry, you watch him go to the bathroom. he does this often after he’s finished making you cum, but that’s just because he needs to get ready for bed!

the only difference is that this time you follow him there, after a few moments that is. it’s almost your bedtime and you’d like to brush your teeth before falling asleep. this is not what you’ve expected to see. andrew has his head thrown back and he’s white knuckling the sink. the only hand is stroking up and down his cock, that’s bright red and angry. angry, weeping, and fucking huge. you don’t ever think that you’ve seen a cock that big but andrew doesn’t seem to see you, biting his lip harshly and eyes closed tight.

he does seem to notice when you whine out a soft holyyy shit. his eyes snap open and he whimpers at the lust in your eyes. he comes into the toilet, tips of his ears and cock the same bright red, and you whine petulantly at the fact that he’s not coming somewhere on you. yeah, you need to talk to him and reevaluate your sex life.

[liltrinkets]

pope loves your tummy!!!!!!!!

he loves holding it and touching it and grabbing at your hips and waist and resting his tired lil head on it when he wants to sleep soooo bad but his insomnia won’t let him. he loves to kiss it as he works his way down to your sopping cunt, loves to press down on it while his cock is buried deep in you, asking if you can feel him all the way in your guts. he loves it in a bikini, strings pulled up high on your hips, belly soft. he loves it in a dress - so much so that he hides your spanx, wanting to see every single curve your body has to offer.

pope loves tummy :(

[bloodstainedthesnow]

Jack and Robby respectively

[javadiology]

[itzzkaylaaa]

[cokezerovape]

[cokezerovape]

[avocado-berries]

There's hot chef daddy and his silly chef husband.

[snowbairdd]

FLORENCE PUGH getting ready for the “Spider-Man: Brand New Day” UK Premiere (July 29, 2026)