stompa's slut

[elitemonsterfucker]

I can definitely imagine hank hill voting for blue in pain since he looked at trump's policy and hated it so much like

Hank: bobby we're not talking about what happened in the voting booth. Now help me with the propane.

lmao

[elitemonsterfucker]

King of the hill characters who are doms or subs or switches imo

Hank Hill

Switch

Dale Gribble

Sub

Boomhauer

Dom but a switch if the woman wants to top.

Bill Dauterive

Dom

John Redcorn

Dom

Kahn Souphanousinphone

Sub

[elitemonsterfucker]

House md characters and their kinks

House

Degradation

Mirror sex

Sharing (specifically with wilson)

Pegging

Rough sex

Wilson

Praise (he loves praising you)

Femdom

Degradation (he likes it when you degrade him)

Watersports

Pegging

Chase

Exhibitionism

Mdom

Spanking

Mirror sex

Orgasm withdrawl

Foreman

Breeding

Nurse kink

Cuckhold

Food play

Lactation

[godjustkys]

bet I love Chase. Okay, consider Chase who's stuck defending himself to the team that he is not gay.. at all. But despite all that, he's still spending way too much time with the sweet, friendly doctor in another unit who nobody would suspect because he's just this typical small dork. Who may or may not be busy fucking Chase during lunch hours

THEME: chase denying the ‘accusations’ whilst actually taking it up the ass. seriously.

CHARACTER: male reader x robert chase

NOTE: THIS IS SO STUPID I FUCKING LOVE IT

this is after I've written it and I might've forgotten the ‘who nobody would suspect’ part... also it's very short D:

p.s. requests are always open!!

WARNING: light mention of hilson,, light exhibitionism,, public sex,, pathetic chase,, light praise,,

“no,” chase protested. “no, seriously, I’m not— into men. like I’m not gay.” cameron chuckled as she shook her head, foreman just raising his eyebrows, clearly not believing him. “yeah, and i haven’t fucked wilson.” house spoke up, leaning on his cane. this statement earned concerned glances from the trio. “i mean it’s a lie. you’re a big fat liar,” house said flatly. chase sighed, his shoulders slumping in defeat. “i’m not gay!” he protested once more, trying to convince them. “i have literally had sex with cameron?” chase suggested, almost incredulously. “woah, stop right there, don’t bring me into this,” cameron raised her hands in surrender, narrowing her eyes. “okay, okay, you’re not gay, we believe you,” foreman said unconvincingly, looking through the file. “except we don’t,” house spoke up again. “mind telling me who the pretty guy is?” he asked.

“what?” chase questioned dumbly. “the pretty guy. look, i can appreciate a man’s beauty, alright? now tell us who's the guy you've been having lunch with.” house cleared up. the blonde just blinked, swallowing hard. “him? he’s— he’s just a friend,” he reasoned, trying to keep his voice steady. “uh-huh, i thought wilson and house were friends, but apparently they fucked,” foreman butted in, looking over at house, clearly worried. “excuse me, we did what?” wilson, now standing in the doorway, questioned. “stay quiet, honey, we’re trying to figure out some manly business.” house told wilson off, shooing him away with his hand.

“when have we fucked?—”

“i said stay quiet, honey, chase over here has to tell us who he is having lunch with.” house cut his best friend off, sending him a dissatisfied glare. chase stood up with a huff. “this is ridiculous,” he said. “i’m takin’ a break.” the blonde added, walking out of the office, past a very confused wilson. house, of course, called after the man. “give him a kiss and tell him i said hi!”

“mmh— mh— mphhh!” the noises were lewd, so filthy, yet muffled by your hand. chase's hands were on the wall, grasping at nothing. his head tilted back slightly, eyes screwed shut. “shh, c’mon, chase, quiet..” you cooed softly in his ear, your cock stretching chase's hole deliciously. the blonde’s chest was heaving, his back arched. you snapped your hips forward - deeper, earning a gasp from chase. you didn’t trust him to keep his noises down. “atta boy, jus’ like that,” you added in a whisper, your hot breath hitting the shell of his ear. “nghh- mmm! mhh, mh, mhh—” the noises continued to spill nonstop. your free hand was on his ass, kneading the flesh as you pounded into him. you did your best to minimize the noises of skin slapping against skin, just in case anyone walked by the janitor’s closet.

chase leaned his forehead against the wall, letting out a soft sob against your hand. eventually, you took your hand off, letting him take a proper breath. he inhaled deeply, exhaling shakily. “god— ughh, fuck, yes, keep going...” he whined, his voice hushed and breathless. “you sound- amazing,” you rasped out, pressing a kiss to the back of his bare shoulder, slowing your pace to steady, languid yet deep motions, prodding at his prostate with your tip. “hhh..hahh.. ahh— shit..” chase moaned sweetly, managing to keep his voice lower than usual. he shifted on his feet slightly, trying to find better leverage. he started rolling his hips back to meet yours, groaning quietly each time he did. “you’re not scared, are you? of getting caught?” you inquired, pressing your nose to his hair and inhaling his scent. he didn’t find his voice quick enough, therefore he answered you with a small shake of his head. in truth, he was. he was scared shitless; especially of house. house had caught him with cameron once, who’s to say he won’t do it again with you?

“pretty sure- it violates workplace etiquette.” you reminded him. he moaned softly in response to you. clearly, work etiquette was not on his mind right now. he couldn't care less. chase was close, you could tell by his taut back muscles. it was a thing you noticed with these quickies which seemed to be happening more often than not. “ah, you close, baby?”

“ah- mhmm, jus’.. jus’ keep goin’..” his voice was a little slurred.

“at your service, pretty.” you said as you leaned your forehead against the back of chase’s head, moving both of your hands to his hips, grasping lightly. you sped up your pace slightly, just watching as your cock disappeared into his tight hole. he clenched around you, a moan getting punched out of his throat. a broken whimper followed suit, his thighs trembling as he came; white ropes of cum dripping down his cock. a couple moments later, you did as well. it was a pretty easy cleanup, considering you were wearing a condom - so, no creampie unfortunately.

chase walked back into the office, now, only house present. he had sent the others off to treat a patient.

“what is it with you and closet sex?” house asked bluntly, his eyebrows furrowed in faux confusion.

oh no.

[orb69]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒? -> Small thing of giving Robert Chase a handjob.

He’s so pretty, oml.

A whimper fled from his lips. Eyes closing shut while he tipped his head back slightly. You took the chance to pay attention to his neck. Leaning in and pressing soft, passionate kisses. A few nips here and there.

“Workin’ so hard,” You whispered against his skin. You then moved your face up next to his ear. Whispering yet another praise. Robert whined, moving his head up and turning to give you a proper kiss. Meanwhile, your hand continued to work on his cock. Speeding up a little bit more to help him. His hips bucked lightly—needing just a bit more. “Gonna cum for me, Chase?” He tried to respond, he did. But just as he started to his hips stuttered into your hand and within a few quick seconds he came. A whine being delivered straight to your ears.

With how pretty he looked right now, chest rising and falling rapidly, lips swollen, and face in an oh so beautiful look. You’re not to sure if this was going to end right now.

[agaypanic]

Making a Little Genius (Malcolm Wilkerson X Reader Smut)

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Summary: You and Malcolm have a big party with your friends and family to celebrate you getting engaged and graduating Harvard with doctorates. During said party, you and Malcolm go to the bathroom to have a different kind of celebration.

A/N: based on this ask and this ask, plus some others i probably forgot about. Idk anything about doctorates, graduating college, or tbh probably anything in this fic. Year isn’t specified, but malcolm + reader are like 25. Francis is about 29, Reese 26, Dewey 19, Jamie 10, and the new kid is like 6. I made the newest kid a girl bc i feel like lois deserves it. You don’t need to know any of this, I just thought I’d say just in case lol

C/W: unprotected p in v sex (wrap it before you tap it!), breeding kink, dumbification kink, degrading kink, semi-public sex (empty room at a party), mommy and daddy kink

***

Malcolm had been eyeing you the entire day. It started out innocently. In the morning, he watched you fondly as he helped you decorate the house for the party you were having today. Malcolm paid extra attention to how the engagement ring he had given you shone in the light. After all, it was part of the reason you were having a party in the first place.

At first, Malcolm was against a big celebration. The last thing he needed was his crazy family, mainly his brothers and their children, messing around and breaking everything valuable around his house.

He finally knew how his parents felt about him and his brothers.

But you were always able to convince your boyfriend, now fiance, to loosen up a little. Which was why your little backyard was now crowded with your families and friends. Malcolm tried to stay close to you, but eventually got distracted by Jamie trying to give their little sister Maggie a string of firecrackers. Usually, he wouldn’t be so concerned, despite every Wilkerson child’s destructive streak. But Maggie had grown out of her phase of putting everything in her mouth and had now become very interested in fire and “making things go boom!”

When Malcolm was finally able to wrestle the tiny explosives and lighter out of Maggie’s hands, you were on the porch cooing over your new soon-to-be niece. “I can’t believe you’re a dad now, Reese.” You said, letting baby Olivia grab at your fingers. “It’s like you’re a real grown up.”

“I still have my moments.” Reese smiled with a shrug. “Don’t tell Jen, but sometimes I let Livvie lick the spoon a little when I’m making cakes.”

You snorted, surprised that that was the best example of mischief Reese was able to come up with now. You weren’t going to complain though. It was definitely better than his days of fighting rabid packs of dogs and beating on his brothers. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

“What secret?” Malcolm startled you, making you hold your future niece extra close to you. When you realized it was your fiance who had snuck up on you, you relaxed a bit and smirked at his brother.

“Nothing. Just that Reese isn’t the bad boy he used to be.” You chuckled before catching a glimpse of what Malcolm was holding. “Where did you get firecrackers?”

“Maggie.” He sighed, jerking his head towards the house. “Come on, help me find a place to hide these before we have to buy our neighbors new mailboxes.”

Carefully, you handed Olivia back to her dad before following Malcolm inside the house. While wandering around, looking for a place to hide the tiny explosives, you and Malcolm basked in the rare moment of solitude after hours of being surrounded by your family. 

“Olivia’s the cutest thing.” You said as you opened the medicine cabinet in your bathroom. Malcolm nodded, watching you sit on the counter. “Just think. One day, we’ll have some little geniuses of our own running around.”

“Oh yeah?” Malcolm smirked, closing the cabinet and moving to stand in front of you. “How soon do you think?”

The look in his eyes made you smile coyly. “I dunno.” You shrugged, wrapping your arms around Malcolm’s shoulders. “After we’re married with better health insurance would probably be the ideal scenario. But…” You trailed off, letting a hand play with the hair at the nape of Malcolm’s neck.

“But…?” Malcolm encouraged.

“But,” you repeated, lips inching closer to his. “There’s no harm in practicing.”

Malcolm pulled your body against his as he kissed you feverishly. His hands roamed your body, groping your boobs and hips before hiking the skirt of your dress up. You moaned into Malcolm’s mouth as he squeezed your thighs and rutted his growing erection against you. Overwhelmed by desire, you did your best to move your hips in time with his to relieve your aching need for friction. 

A whine escaped your lips as Malcolm pulled your top down, making your breasts victim to his licks and bites that were now trailing down from your neck. “Perfect tits.” He muttered against your skin. “Gonna be even more perfect when I make you a mommy.” 

While Malcolm pinched your nipples, your somewhat shaky hands traveled down to unbuckle his belt and pull down his zipper. You reached in and started palming him through his boxers, and you bit your lip from how hard he was against you. 

“You want Daddy’s cock?” You moaned in response. You never thought that Malcolm would have a daddy kink, or that it would make you this horny. Yet here you were, tugging at Malcolm’s clothes just enough to allow his cock to spring free and spreading your legs as wide as you were able. Malcolm pulled your panties to the side before fisting himself, staring at your pussy that was begging for him. “God, you’re so wet, baby. Gonna fill you up so good.”

When he was fully stiff, Malcolm slowly guided himself into you. It took all his strength to not immediately ram into you; you just felt so good. He started with slow thrusts, allowing you to get used to his size while also trying to release the mutual desperation. 

“Mal…” You sighed. “More.”

“Oh yeah? You want more? Want Daddy to fuck you harder?”

Too overwhelmed to speak, you instead nodded furiously and swung your arms around his shoulders to brace yourself for what was to come. 

Almost instantly, Malcolm started pistoning in and out of you. You’d never understand where he got the stamina for such a rapid pace. Maybe all the coffee he consumed during finals had made him permanently jittery and speedy. But you weren’t about to complain, not when the drag of his cock against you sent electricity up your spine.

Malcolm reached down to thumb at your clit, and he couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh when he felt you squeezing him in response. “You like that?” Although the question was genuine, his tone was entirely condescending. It only made you wetter. You tried to respond, but all that came out was a cockdrunk babble. “What was that?” Malcolm slowed his pace a bit, making you whine in protest.

“Fa-...” You could barely finish the word. The hand that wasn’t playing with your clit cupped your face, squeezing your cheeks and forcing you to look at Malcolm. He raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to continue, and all you did was grab his arm and try to move your hips to get him to keep fucking you.

Malcolm laughed, realizing what was happening. “I’m really fucking your brains out, aren’t I? Nothing but a cocksleeve for me.” His degrading just made you even wetter. Deciding to have some mercy on you, Malcolm started pounding into you again. “How much of a genius is this kid gonna be?” He panted, circling your clit vigorously. “Mommy’s a Harvard graduate, but gets too dumb to speak when I fuck her.”

“Gonna…” You took a deep breath, feeling yourself inching closer and closer to the edge. You had an iron grip on Malcolm’s shirt, no doubt wrinkling the fabric in your fist.

“Oh!” Malcolm looked at you with faux surprise. “Got something to say? Come on, tell Daddy what you’re thinking, if you’re even able to form a thought.”

His condescension spurred you on. “Gonna come.” You finally spat out.

Malcolm nodded. “Good girl.” His breathing got heavier with every thrust. “God, I’m so close.”

“In me.” You moaned. “Come in me. Please.”

“Yeah? Want me to fill you up?” Malcolm’s hips stuttered, trying to restrain himself from coming for just a little while longer. “Want me to make you a mommy?”

“Uh huh.” You whined. “Make you a daddy.”

The intensity of your orgasm made you shake, and Malcolm’s quickly followed from your cunt spasming around him. The foreign feeling of his hot seed filling you was intoxicating, and part of you hoped that you wouldn’t get pregnant right away so you could get more of this feeling. Malcolm seemed to like the rawness as well because instead of pulling out, he seemed to be pressing into you as much as he could. 

Even when you both came down from your climaxes, you didn’t want to pull away. But you both knew you had to eventually.

“I don’t wanna go back out there.” You mumbled tiredly into Malcolm’s shoulder. He laughed, seeming to share the sentiment as he rubbed your back.

“Yeah, I don’t know how we’re gonna explain us being gone for so long.”

“Or why I’m suddenly walking with a limp.”

Malcolm laughed again, lifting your head up so he could press a kiss to your lips. His gentleness starkly contrasted how he was a few minutes ago. 

He rubbed your hip, giving you a few more kisses before speaking again. “You really want a kid?”

You nodded, a grin slowly forming. “I wouldn’t mind a bit more practicing though.”

***

Malcolm in the Middle Taglist: @rattilol

[catwithpartyhat]

Finished rewatching season 2 of the walking dead so here’s a recap but aided by my favourite headlines

[underratedcharactersimagines]

Preference "How they react when you accidentally call them "Daddy" in bed" (NSFW)

(YASSSS XD Finally it’s here! YAY for our fave male characters being all confident about being called “Daddy” and being nastyyyy. I tried my best to make them all different :3 PS. I added Carl and Ron’s as I figured some of you might have them as your faves so hope it’s okay but theirs are shorter cause I felt a little awkward…Gifs not mine/Found them on google/Credit to the original owners.)

Negan-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d get an adrenaline rush and just go even faster and harder. He’d chuckle hearing you moan even louder and realizing you just said it accidentally made him feel somewhat even more powerful and would definitely play into it with you. He’d then make sure you’d always call him that way whenever you were together. “Daddy? Is that what I am to you, Y/N? Damn fucking shit I am! Say it again! Daddy wants to hear you say it even louder! So everyone knows who I am!”

Daryl-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be stunned and would first think you were trying to say his name. However, with sounds of your moans and the tone you used, he’d soon understand it was out of pure pleasure and seeing your slightly guilty expression after realizing what you just said, just made him want to play into it. “You meant to say Daryl, earlier didn’t you…but it came out as Daddy…Good, because it’s too late to go back now Y/N…”

Rick-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d act all smug and wouldn’t stop teasing you about it. He had never expected for you to say it so suddenly but the instant he heard it, he decided to play along with you. He didn’t even let you time to explain to him it was an accident and just went on at you like he was used to being called like that by you. “Y/N, Daddy didn’t knew you had such a dirty mind…Why didn’t you say so earlier on! Why did you keep Daddy away from your kinky side like this?”

Merle-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d smirk and chuckle, feeling immensely satisfied he would just start to go at you even harder. For the longest time, he had been trying to find ways to get you to say it and doing all kinds of things and now that he finally made you do it while you were a moaning mess and without even asking it of you, only made him even more satisfied. “Yes! Fuck, Y/N! That’s how it should’ve been from the start! Say it again! Say Daddy again! Let Daddy hear you say it loud and clear!”

Glenn-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d get a little shy and start to chuckle. He knew it was an accident but he wouldn’t ever have expected to make you feel so good that you let that word slip, that it made him smile and laugh. Seeing you all guilty, he’d then start to tease you even more about it and wouldn’t want you to forget what you just said. “Y/N, you called me Daddy…yes you did! Was it that good, that you just had to call me like that? Don’t deny it…Daddy doesn’t like it when you do that…”

Carl-The first time he heard you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be startled and wouldn’t be too sure of what you meant. He wouldn’t hesitate to ask you what did you mean by that and once he understands, he’d start to laugh and tease you about it. “What? Daddy? Are you serious! Y/N, i’m not that old to be called that! But you just said!”

The Governor-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d stop for a moment, just so he could cup your face and get a good look at you. He’d actually like hearing the word coming out of your mouth and realizing it was an accident only turned him on even more so he’d just want to hear you say it again to his face,as you were all flushed and out of breath. “What did you call me Y/N…I didn’t hear you properly…Say it again…Look at Daddy in the eyes and say it again!”

Abraham-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d chuckle knowing it would make you self conscious and just start to tease you about it. Realizing that you said it accidentally, made him understand he was doing you right and it made him feel all proud about himself and at the same time he just had to make you realize that you couldn’t take back the words you were saying. “Damn Y/N! You like that so much…You started to call me Daddy! Yeah you did! Don’t even deny it…you said it! With no holding back on it too!”

Eugene-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be stunned and just start to question you. He’d never expect for you to think of him that way and just got curious about what he did to make you just say that word. He couldn’t deny it turned him on hearing you say it while you were all out of breath but he just had to try and understand what had happened. “Y/N? What do you mean by that? Like Daddy…in the sexual way?…of course that way…I don’t know why i would think of the other…”

Ron-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d stop everything and just would stare at you, not understanding your meaning. He’d think you weren’t thinking about him and blurted someone else’s name or something. You’d then explain yourself and he’d just start to chuckle. “Oh I thought you were thinking about someone else…okay as long as it’s me I don’t mind…Yeah I can go with that…Daddy…”

Jesus-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be surprised but slowly he’d feel flattered by it. He hadn’t expected for you to just call him that way in the heat of the moment, that when he heard it, he kinda stopped for a moment to look at you all flushed. He’d then realized what you meant and just couldn’t stop smiling and feeling all proud about himself. “Y/N…did you just called me Daddy? Wow…me…Thanks! I never would’ve thought of myself that way…But since you said it so eagerly I guess I deserve it…”

Dwight-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d feel all confident about himself and get even rougher with you. He hadn’t ever thought of being called like that but hearing you moan out of pleasure and practically just screaming it, turned him on even more. It made him want to hear you say it over and over again and much more eagerly that he’d start to do whatever he knew you liked and wanted from him. “You called me Daddy didn’t you, Y/N?Well Daddy didn’t hear you right…I want to hear you say it again! So be a good girl and let Daddy hear you!”

Morgan-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be slightly weird out by it but he’d learn to appreciate it. It was just really unexpected for him to hear you refer to him like that, that he’d just stop for a moment to look at you to make sure you were fine. As you’d explain to him it was an accident and something common in some relationships, he’d start to chuckle. “Y/N, are you okay? Wh-why did you call me Daddy? Really…People do that…I see, alright…Daddy I am then…”

Shane-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be pleasantly surprised but would act all like he didn’t understand your meaning. He’d realized he was doing you so good that you let the word slip out and feeling so confident about himself, he’d just want to make you admit every fantasies you wanted him to do to you that he’d start to tease you relentlessly until you were practically begging him. “Oh i’m Daddy now…Y/N what did you call me? I don’t think I heard it right…Daddy? Is that what you said…Yeah you did, you said it proudly too…”

Milton-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d get all flustered but at the same time couldn’t deny that he liked it. Hearing you just moaning it out of pleasure, made him realized he was doing a good job and he’d feel more confident. However, he’d still get shy and would stop just to ask you about it, making sure he heard you right. “Y/N, did you just called me Daddy? Oh, I never thought you had a dirty mind like that…Not that I know of people saying it to be dirty or anything…”

Aaron-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be slightly surprised but he just couldn’t stop smiling. He wasn’t ever expecting for you to just say it, that the moment he heard you, he’d stop for a fraction of a second and slowly he’d smirked looking at you. He’d then make you realize your accident and wouldn’t want to stop you from calling him that way. “Y/N, you called me Daddy! You just called me Daddy…You don’t need to apologize for that…I like it…”

Gabriel-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be all shocked for a second and wouldn’t know how to handle it. He’d stop for a moment and would nervously ask you about what you meant. As you’d explain to him, he’d then understand you really just said it in the heat of the moment but then would feel so confident about himself he’d actually grow to like it. “Daddy? Y/N…Wh-what do you mean by that…Oh…there’s a sexual meaning to it…I see…Well if it’s you…Then I don’t mind being your Daddy…Daddy Gabriel…”

The Wolf-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d agree with you and make you understand that you should’ve been calling him that way since you were both together. As he heard you, he’d smile and chuckle looking at you so eager and just do you the way he knew it made you ramble on about him. “Yeah, that’s right! I’m the only one you should be calling Daddy from now on! So say it again! Proudly, so everyone know who you belong to…”

Noah-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d be genuinely surprised and just wonder what made you say it in the first place. He’d know it was an accident but just would’ve never thought to be able to make you feel so good you’d let it slip that way. “Woah…Y/N, you just called me Daddy…Am I…Am I that good? Awesome…If it makes you happy I don’t mind…”

Simon-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d get all riled up and would slap your ass in the heat of the moment. He’d understand it was a slip up but hearing you saying it as you were moaning and in such a sweet tone, he’d get kinda drunk off of it and go all crazy over you and would try to get you to say it again as well as making you beg him while calling him that way. “Fuck! Y/N! You know how to get to me don’t you! Yeah you do, you called me Daddy! I like that…So don’t be shy…let me… No let Daddy hear it again!”

Ezekiel-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d feel satisfied and realized he got even more turned on by you. He’d understand that you said it accidentally but hearing you moaning it out loud and seeing how flustered you got after, just made him want to do you even more. He’d want to do anything he knew you liked just to hear you again and to tease you even more about it. “My dear Y/N…I didn’t knew you had such a dirty mind…Calling me Daddy so eagerly like this…and begging me…Say it again and i’ll do as you wish…”

Benjamin-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d stop and would just start to chuckle. It surprised him to hear you moan it so loudly and he just didn’t understood what you meant by “Daddy”. He’d ask you about it and as you’d explain, he couldn’t stop laughing and would jokingly tease you about it. “That’s what Daddy means! Wow! Unbelievable…Y/N, I never thought you had such a dirty mind…or thought you’d ever see me that way…”

Caesar-The first time he’d hear you calling him “Daddy” in bed, he’d smirk and chuckle to hear you and go even harder at you. He wouldn’t care if you said it accidentally and pulling you by your hair, he would then make sure you’d understand that from now on he’s your “Daddy” and that it was too late to go back on your words. “What did you call me, Y/N? Daddy was it? That’s right…I’m your Daddy…and no one else can have you like this…So say it again!”