You look so good I wanna die!
Summary: You skip work to see your emotional support soldier
Relationship: Jack Abbott x FTM!reader Genre: PWP, Pure Smut Word Count: 7K Tags: Reader is DOWN BAD for that DILFy man, Age gap, Soft Dom! Jack, Daddy Kink… like reader says daddy A LOT, Breeding kink (Get some BC because babies in this economy?!) Reader is feminine in a femboy way, not in a woman way, Trans FTM reader, feminine words for anatomy, Minus the word “T-Dick”, Pet-names (Bunny, Good Boy, Kid/Kiddo), 2nd person, No use of Y/N, age gap, slight mention of Jack being Reader’s sugar daddy(?), Intern Reader, light sadism, mention of having a safe word but reader doesn’t use it, BIG DICK ABBOTT! You ever read a Clart Kent fic? Its that big. Kryptonian sized dick abbott, pathetic sub! Reader, Reader is possessive of Jack’s cum, he doesn’t like when Jack “wastes it” A/N: This is the first fic I’ve written in 8 years and it might suck but I didn’t use AI so who cares, bring back shit, handwritten literature. No beta we die like Robby next season. Shout out to my pookie J for getting me into this sexy man
From down the hall came the sound of something thumping lightly against the wall, then the unmistakable groan of someone dramatically taking off a backpack
“Living room!” Jack’s voice called back, muffled, tired, but clearly brightening the moment you heard them.
you couldn’t contain the amused grin that spread across your lips at the sound of the theatrics coming from the living room. “Coming!” As you walked in you was met with the sight of a very dramatic Jack, sprawled over the couch.
When you stepped further in, you’d find Jack sprawled lengthwise across the couch like a defeated soldier who had given up on life for the afternoon; One arm hung off the side, the other draped over his eyes.
His hair was a mess, hoodie half-twisted from tossing around, and a blanket had been kicked into a heap near his foot like you’d lost a fight with it.
But the second he heard the soft tap of their socks against the floor, Jack peeked through his fingers.
And immediately smiled.
“There he is,” Jack murmured, voice softer now. “My emotional support intern.”
Jack lifted his arm in a half-hearted grabby motion toward him “C’mere. Doctor said I’m critically low on cuddles. Very serious condition.”
“Oh, Doc, you don’t look too good!” He teased, eyes rolling, no trace of an insult behind the words. Jack always looked good. He reached out and brushed the mess of hair from Jack’s forehead. “You’re cuddle deficient?!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Jack muttered, though the corner of your mouth lifted. “Terminal. Very tragic.”
Jack shifted over slightly on the couch, making space but clearly hoping he would ignore the space entirely and just collapse on top of him.
Then Jack’s eyes flicked over the outfit. His eyes followed and looked over your outfit.
The shorts.
The oversized hoodie.
Jack’s grin widened a little.
The intern's light hair was parted neatly, cheeks rosy mostly from the chill outside, your sweater had oversized drop sleeves and a heart embroidery below the collarbone. The white knee socks had a blue ribbon ruffle at the hem to match your binder.
“You skipped work dressed like that just to come rescue me?” Jack licked his bottom lip as he teased. “Wow. I feel extremely important right now.
“Dressed like this? I always dress like this. You like it?” He asked standing back up; purely JUST to spin dramatically; after which he crawled back onto the couch, making your way between Jack’s legs and laying against his chest. Your rested his chin on his chest and you gave a cheeky grin.
Jack let out a quiet “oof” as you climbed onto the couch and settled between the older man’s legs, though the sound carried absolutely zero complaint. His arms immediately came around you, large and warm, instinctively pulling you closer until you were tucked comfortably against Jack’s chest;
“Abbot!!” You squealed as you were pulled tightly into Jack’s chest, giggling as you fell into him. Leave it to Jack to knock you off balance. You settled comfortably almost immediately, the familiar smell, the grounding embrace of the strong arms around you. You exhaled a little sigh that almost sounded like relief.
You stayed quiet for a few moments, with your cheek pressed against the warmth of Jack’s chest through the soft hoodie. You hummed your response, a nod of agreement. “You’re the most important” you said, burying your face into Jack’s pecs
Jack’s hand slid up your back in a slow, absentminded motion, fingers lightly tracing the soft fabric of the sweater before settling between your shoulder blades. With his other hand free now, Jack pushed himself up just enough to look down at you properly.
And he did look.
For a long second.
Jack’s eyes traveled over your short hair, your soft sweater with the little heart stitching, your shorts, your ribboned socks peeking out when your legs bent beside him. The teasing look softened into something a little warmer.
Once Jack pulled you back to look at him, you did the same. You sat up a little to stare back at him, palms pressed flat against his chest as you leaned against him. Your eyes were bright with a curious stare, you tilted your head, remaining quiet.
The unruly mess of hair atop his head, the faint smattering of stubble along his jawline, the warmth of his eyes, that telltale lopsided grin. All yours.
“Course I like it,” Jack said quietly. “You always look cute.”
The older man’s thumb lightly brushed the edge of your collarbone, careful, almost absentminded.
“Could be a public safety issue though, could cause an MVC looking like that” Jack whispers gruffly
“Dangerously cute? You make it sound like I’m up to no good, doc. A boy can’t get dolled up?” You teased, eyes flicking down to the hand trailing over the heart of your sweater. Not Prince? Not Kid? You hitched your knees over Jack’s hips to straddle him instead of tangling your legs together.
Jack’s gaze moved over you again, slower this time now that you were close. Your hair, still neat despite the soft wind outside. Your rosy cheeks.
His thumb brushed lightly over the fabric at your side where his hand rested on your inner thigh. “I do like it,” he said. “You know I do.”
He tilted his head slightly, studying you with a fond, teasing look.
“The ribbons are new though, aren’t they? Very fancy. Should I be worried I’m underdressed for this cuddle appointment?”
“I wanted to look pretty for you Doc! Before you forgot what I looked like!” You chirped, pulling away to sit up straight in Jack’s lap and look down at yourself. You ran a hand through your hair before resting your hands overtop of his thighs.
“The ribbons are pretty, huh, look, they match perfectly!” You dragged your hands up to lift the hem of your sweater, revealing the blue ribbon stitched into the hem of your binder framing the bottom of your ribs.
“Thank you, Daddy!” You gave him a wink, “You bought it for me!” You grinned mischievously, having treated yourself with Jack’s card.
“Well there's no need to wear my scrubs now is there? No traumas, only very overdue, and apparently TERMINAL cuddles!” You reached up to tug Jack’s arm.
Jack’s arm came away easily when you tugged at it, though your hand immediately found a new place curling around your waist as you settled between his legs. The dramatic “dying man on a couch” act didn’t last long once you was there; warmth and amusement replaced it quickly.
“Yeah,” Jack murmured, voice low with a lazy smile.
“Did you miss me, old man?” Your voice was soft and teasing. Clearly he must have, to put on such a charming display.
When you settled your chin on Jack’s chest, Jack let out a quiet breath through his nose, clearly content now. One hand drifted up to gently comb through the soft strands of yourhair, slow and relaxed.
“Kiddo,” he said quietly, “of course I missed you” almost like it was obvious.
Jack’s hand slid from your hair to cup the back of your head, keeping you comfortably tucked against his chest.
It was too easy, you thought, the kind of quiet safety that you had always assumed only sleep could bring. There, laying against Jack’s chest, sunlight seeping in through the windows, warm hands caressing him, it was easy.
You let yourself enjoy it, and went a while without saying anything at all. You hummed in response every so often as Jack spoke, making yourself busy by rubbing your hands over his broad chest and shoulders nosing along his neck softly.
After a second, the crooked grin returned.
“I mean look at you,” he added, glancing at the shorts and socks again. “You show up looking like that and expect me not to be a little dramatic about wanting you here? Good timing, though. Five more minutes and I probably would’ve perished”
“You whistle and I come running, don’t I? Can’t leave you lonely for long! I’ve got a quota to meet!” You leaned into Jack’s hand, which was still in your hair. “Here lies Jack Abbot, big, strong, war vet, died from lack of cuddles. Who knew you could be so easily defeated?”
You pulled back to peek up at Jack after a while. You couldn’t bite back his grin, but you tried to, tried and failed until you were giggling at seemingly nothing. You peeked up at him, cheeks starting to protest at being stretched into such a persistent grin. “Distance truly makes the heart grow fonder, doesn’t it? You’re looking at me like I hung the moon!” You teased, poking Jack’s nose.
“Oh, but you surely didn’t miss me enough.” You were content to stage your own theatrics then, with an exaggerated sigh as you ran your fingers back up Jack’s arms. “You haven’t even kissed me! How dramatic can you be right even kissing me?”
“Oh, ill kiss you” Jack chuckled darkly fiddling with your waistband “where would my angel like his kisses?” He said, ghosting his fingers over the button of your shorts before moving back to your thighs and eventually your arm, his thumb touching your bottom lip “have you missed me my prince?” He growled into your ear “wanna prove it?” Jack continued relentlessly “daddy can prove how much he missed you” Jack said his hand enveloping the younger man’s smaller one, bringing it down to rest on his huge erection, tenting through his pants “see how much i missed you?”
You gasped as Jack slipped his hand inside your shorts to feel where you had already soaked through your boxers. Just like that, a switch had flipped and you were wide eyed and nodding in agreement to everything he said. “Yes, yes I’ve missed you, I missed you so much...” You whispered, eyes flicking up to meet Jack’s own as you wrapped your lips around his thumb and sucked lightly. You let Jack move his hand wherever he pleased and the prominent bulge made you stifle a little whine as your fingers gently squeezed around the erection as you nodded again. He must have missed you just as much, the hard length never failed to take you by surprise.
Jack smiled lightly at your immediate whimpering, feeling you twitching under him, kissing your neck and along your shoulders, his hands resting on your hips, leaving yours on his cock; “wanna play?” He asked softly leaning in to kiss you; he growled holding himself back, gripping your hips, holding them still as to try not to grind against you accidentally. trying not to place you where he REALLY wanted you to sit, what he really wanted to watch you sink down on.
You nodded quickly, “Wanna have fun with me?” You whispered as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in closer. “S’that why you left me empty for so long? Wanna stretch me open again?” You asked, head tilted to the side and voice dripping with sweetened curiosity despite the dirty words.
While Jack was restraining himself, holding you down, you were pushing against his hands and trying to press your hips together. You whined when you couldn’t move, voice already desperate with need you didn’t bother hiding. “Daddy, please, I wanna touch you, please can we just-“ You interrupted himself whimpering “I’ll just rub a little I swear!”
Jack chuckled, loosening his grip; apart from the actual words out of his mouth, everything they did was incredibly adorable right now.
He had Jack’s shoulders in his petite hands trying his hardest to push forward, to feel the outline of Jack’s cock between his lips; feel him rocking against his T-dick
“Please, please-“ You breathed out, eyebrows furrowed with frustration as you pressed into the large hands at your hips. Wide brown eyes found Jack’s and it was written all over your face, how badly you needed it, how desperate you could get.
Your reserve broke, leaving you panting and begging like a slut “Don’t you wanna feel?-“ You whispered, tugging yourself closer by the arms around his neck.
“you going to show me what you’re made of kid?” Jack whispered into your ear; letting your hips go, Abbot’s timbre deep and vibrating in your eardrum
“Wanna rub just a little” the night shift doc teased, copying your desperation and sweet tone as he repeated it back “go on then sweetheart, I’ve deprived my little prince of my cock for long enough”
The minute Jack let go. “Ah~” you sighed with relief as Jack pressed against you, hips shifting over his, quick without being rough.
“J-Just a l-little!” You whimpered, taking a hand away from him to remove your shorts and make things easier. Then, you tilted your hips forward to slot his cock against your T-dick through your boxers. Your lips parted as your hips rolled forward in short, slow movements, “I think your cock missed me too doc, so hard already, mm..”
They moaned as you finally were able to push himself onto Jack's clothed cock, letting out a sigh of relief and rolling your hips, he closed his eyes slightly bucking up
“god my little slut” he teased rubbing your dick lightly with his hand before moving it away, letting you put on your show
“Daddy!” You gasped at the touch to your T-dick and your hips bucked under his hand before it was cruelly taken away.
“missed you so so much, was so hard and leaky for you this morning when i woke up, it was crying for you baby, it needed that pretty pussy bad, i had to waste some of your cum again to make it go down” he cooed into your ear, a faux tone of upset; looking up at you from his vertical position
“Huh?” You were dazed as he spoke, a little pout finding your lips. You pushed against Jack’s chest until he laid flat on the couch beneath you.
To anyone else, the sight would have been ridiculous, the frantic grinding making you so needy. “Not fair!” You braced your hands against his chest. Your little movements were consistent “You wasted it!, it’s mine, you shouldn’t have..”
You tilted your head back as you moaned in tandem with Jack, even the slightest contact made it all better. Your hoodie was fisted in one small hand as you circled your hips slightly until you found the right spot where the slide was easier.
Jack was enjoying the view before he was pushed all the way down, only seeing your pouting face as your hand pressed against his chest, keeping him down
“I’m sorry angel” he bit his bottom lip, his heart racing as he buckled against you “just needed it so bad” his eyes were fluttering slightly “you weren’t here to take it”
You were flustered beyond belief, it was evident in the way your hips moved. You didn’t pause for anything, each roll of your hips came more insistent than the last, you pressed snugly against him so that even when your hips were moving back there was friction.
You leaned forward on the hand pressed against his chest, hovering over him as your hips slowed down. “Did you think about me?” You asked, voice a little shaky from the grinding.
“Because I think about you Daddy. Just last night, I did.” You whispered, rolling your hips a little harder as if remembering. “I j-just, rubbed, just like this Daddy, ah- right through my pants, I missed you so much.” Your eyes were trained on his face, watching the way he struggled to keep his eyes open and you were mimicking whatever movement brought a reaction from him.
He bit his lip nodding fast; closing his eyes as if that will help stop the pleasure that is driving him feral “think about you always kid” he let out, sounding a little pathetic, “think about how warm and tight you are, h-how soft your skin feels, how pretty you look on your knees and when youre about to cum, how you look- Ah- fuck, how you look drunk and dizzy when you get all stuffed full of my cum” he rambled stuttering
Every time you made a quick move, Jack gasped a little or let out a deep moan into the air, his fists clenching around the sofa cushions as he was pleasured, as his subordinate took his own pleasure from Jack’s body.
He bucked up hearing about how you touched yourself just last night, growling lightly against his will, he didn’t ever want a moment where you needed to be full up and Jack wasn’t there to do so “chose to get filled up here instead of being all pretty and desperate at work?”
You watched with the same dazed look Jack was describing, cheeks flushed pink as your hips rocked against Jack’s.
For a second you bit into the back of your other hand before returning it to grip his shoulder. “I-I think about your voice when you, oh my god,” you were whimpering again. “T-Talk to a patient... And the noises you make when you’re trying not to be frustrated. Your hands holding me down ‘n’ making me take it when I can’t, can’t anymore! Y-Your cock when it, stretches and, throbs when you-“ It was your turn to ramble but the dirty words just made his your stutter.
“No- don't do that, don’t bite back your moans let me hear you” he listened to you, panting whilst you spoke and unraveled on top of him, stuttering and whining “when i push my cum inside?” He finished your sentence “please can i kiss you” he whined, you were so far above him sat up like that, and his prosthetic wasn't on, the leverage needed just simply not being there.
“I’m useless without “it”, can’t, can’t focus at work, can’t pay attention..” you continued rambling needily
“Cant focus? Only thinking about taking cock when you’re doing your sutures? Want your supervisor to come behind you and rub up against you? Want to be a good boy for me?” Jack groaned softly, his palms flexing around your soft thighs
Your head made little nods along with the movement of your hips and brown stands fell over your eyes as you stared down at him. “You’re so h-handsome can’t believe I get to look at you..”
“Look at me alllll you want to prince, I’m all yours” he moaned lightly looking up at you like you were the stars themselves
Jack was equally as flushed his pupils dilated, his pants straining uncomfortably, his cheeks tinted pink as he had the prettiest boy in the world torturing him, he rubbed your waist with his thumbs as his hands wrapped around your waist all the way to your back “you’re so fucking pretty” Jack says fighting back a gasp
“Yeah? Your hand’s not as good, is it Daddy?” You murmured, sliding your hips down to press against his length. You shivered, feeling the head press tight against your T-dick as you whined, his words only flustered you more.
Jack shook his head “not nearly as good, or warm or pretty” he bucked against you “f-fuck” he whispered “can you-“ he panted slightly “can you take them off, hurts, need it to be free”
You bit your lip and nodded quickly in agreement. As painful as it was, you lifted your hips for a moment to tug his waistbands down, working his pants over his residual limb, leaving the other side for Jack to kick off as he pulled Jack’s cock out. You wrapped a hand around him and squeezed lightly before you pulled off his boxers to get his length wet.
Jack let out a gasp followed by a sigh of relief as his cock was released, it twitching in your hand as the air reached it, the head wet and glistening from his precum, from their “playing”, Jack accidentally bucked up; against his will, as he felt the warm embrace of your pussy, whining as he realised he wasnt inside you, he was just sliding against it
You let out a shaky moan as you felt Jack without anything in between. You breathed out and leant down to press your chests together and close the distance. You whined with complaint, not able to get the right angle where they were. You pressed your lips together in a desperate kiss, one where you were panting against Jack’s lips as your hips rolled into Jack’s, hard and slow. “Every time I spread my legs I just think about you... Wanna be on your shift instead..”
He bites his lip gently “yeah? Want to be bent over in the on call room instead, want daddy to stop doing paperwork and stuff my little love full of my cum, give you some extra credit to work hard on while you’re on your knees?” Jack says, teasing both himself and you
You were overwhelmed, all you could do was stare wide eyed as you listened to his fantasy, nodding like you would never tell him no. “Show off, mmh, make everyone s-so jealous..”
You trailed his tongue over Jack’s bottom lip as you tilted your head to kiss him better. Your hands unable to remove themselves from Jack’s, rubbing his thighs, his waist, chest, and finally face
You were all slick for Jack’s cock to rub against. You gasped into the kiss, feeling the change in the slide without his boxers in the way.
“Remember you, touched me for the first time r-right here Jack? Y-You could hardly wait to put it inside me and, ah ah, look at us now..” you mumbled, your hips went a little faster, Jack’s cock sliding so well between your lips.
Your voice drifted up higher as Jack’s hand squeezed over your hip, you rutted against him at a steady pace now, fast and short little motions.
Jack grabbed the back of your head pulling you into a closer more messy, makeout like kiss; you moaned into his mouth, dry humping him, your juices meddling together “god youre gonna kill me” Jack laughs weakly “feels so fucking good, ‘m not even inside you yet” he panted like a dog, before Jack decided to start putting his mouth to better use and marking up your neck
“I remember you took it soooo well, took ah- fuck kid! Took it like a champ” he groaned, gasping as he felt your lips around his shaft, his tip leaking more and more
You felt so dirty, getting so worked up in Jack’s lap, still semi clothed (well the top half anyways) and rocking your hips together. You were whining into the kiss, desperation clear with every little sound Jack swallowed from you.
You tilted your head eagerly for the marks, now whimpering right into his ear. “I’m t-trying so hard not to come, Daddy, you feel so perfect don’t, please don’t take it away..”
“Youre gonna cum? im not even inside you yet” jack moaned into your ear teasingly, bucking at the same pace to make you moan and whine as he teased your pussy “wanna cum for daddy, my sweet little bunny, all that begging for my cock and you couldn’t even hold out for it”
It was pathetic, almost, how you tucked your face into his neck because looking at him was going to make you come. “Daddy, p-please I can! I can’t hold out please! I need-“ you nearly choked, feeling him pushing against your hole, your hand flew up to hold tightly onto the back of his neck as you curled up against him.
Your knees tightened at his waist and you adjusted your hips for better leverage, “Wanna make you come so much, over and over, not leaving you alone unless you’re all empty!” You huffed, still pouting that he wasted what was your. “Daddy made it fit, ‘will make it fit again!” You begged, starting to throb against him as he spoke.
He started to play with your T-dick as you spoke “yeah? Want me to fill you up over and over, paint your walls and your throat and your body with it?” His hand moving to toy with your nipple
“I can’t go another day without your cock daddy please, please don’t make me, I’ll, I’ll do anything, won’t come for days just, just let me have it this time please-“ you babbled incoherently into his neck. “Yes, yes, want it everywhere I’m s-so needy Daddy-“ you hiccuped as he started pressing against your T-dick, you bit down where his neck met his shoulder, trying to resist.
he groaned into your ear as he bit him “ah- hey, little vampire” he chastised his fingertips bruising your pretty hips
Jack pushed your leg a side prodding the tip at your entrance “i thought you wanted to be in charge today, my little cowboy, take what you want” he growled into your ear tapping it against your T-dick and your hole, waiting for you to be brave and take it
“Ah, y-you’re right I’m sorry you just!! I just get so!!” You whined, having forgotten all about your plan in your hazy state.
You were so used to Jack taking charge you were wasting your opportunity without even realizing. You gasped, feeling Jack tapping against you and you slid your hips up a little to let the head of the older man’s cock slip inside of you.
You muffled a strained noise into his neck before you sat up again to look at him.
“Such a little cock drunk angel, gonna breed you like one” Jack growled; his eyes dark from his pupils being blown from arousal.
“Gonna breed me doc? Fill me up n leave your mark?” You whispered, lightly lifting and lowering onto his cock. The thrusts were tiny and shallow, you barely took any length in, you weren’t stretched enough but you were too impatient to wait. Thankfully, you were soaked and Jack held your lips open making it easier for his cock to slide in correctly.
“Please Daddy, wait, ah, goodness, wait!” You cried out, his mouth falling open as little sounds poured out of it. Your eyes met his but struggled to stay open. You was so weak for Jack, of course you was close, you could’ve come ages ago but you’s been holding on to last for him.
“How can you have a cock like this and expect me to stay sane?” You pressed your forehead against his, sighing with relief as it became easier taking just the tip as you sunk down another inch or so. “Y-Your stupid huge cock, ah, god!”
Jack gasped and let out a mirthless chuckle, sighing happily before growling and slapping your cheek, lightly but firm. “stop fucking holding back your noises, be loud, be loud for daddy, let everyone hear you, atta boy” Abbot moaned trying not to thrust up and hurt you
“Yeah? Want daddy to breed that pretty pussy, keep all my cum inside; fill you up until it takes” he teased moaning with the little bounces “god youre so fucking small” he moaned “I don’t know how i ever fit, you’re like half the size of me”
He kissed you passionately as he bit your neck leaving marks all over wherever he could reach, licking and biting
The slap got your attention immediately, it made your hips twitch forward, “Ah!” You cried out, taking another inch before you were even ready, but the stretch felt so good. Jack being strict with you felt like a rare occasion, it always flustered you. “Yes, Daddy I’m s-sorry I didn’t mean to, ah please!” You whined , leaning into the hand on your cheek.
You were so wet; you were dripping down the length of him, coating the inches you had yet to take as you lifted yourself up and down slowly.
Your noises did get louder with Jack's encouragement, desperate and drawn out. No matter how dirty or rough, Jack always made you feel so safe and cared for, it made being intimate with him easy, second nature. “I’m your p-perfect fit daddy, I was made just for you. S’all I’m good for, ah, t-taking you..”
You were getting whiny, circling your hips to try and speed up the process, the marks on your neck made him impatient but you were still only about halfway down. “Y-You don’t make it easy..”
Jack stroked his cheek after “i want more” he whined pushing you down a little “atta boyyyy, stretching so well for me, take it-“ he moaned throwing his head back as the older man felt his subordinate’s pussy drool down his cock
“Jesus fucking christ kid” he moaned as you bounced little by little; the room filling with obscene noises as you took what you could, moaning and being brave, speaking up and talking dirty “thats it, my good little whore, all you’re good for huh?” he chuckled darkly “lets see how good you are at your job then?”
Jack smiled sadistically pushing you down more “fuuuuuuuuuuuck-“ he moaned as he did, making you take the two thirds of him “fuck youre so tight, my perfect fit; one more third to go”
You pressed your fingers into his shoulders as you listened to him talk, biting on your bottom lip as you rocked your hips. “Oh!” You dug your fingers in a little tighter, eyes blown wide as he forced you down. The stretch was intense but all you wanted was to please him, always. “Daddy, Daddy, ah~” It was a lot harder to be brave and talk when you were so full, you were incoherent.
Jack played with your T-dick whilst you were on top of him, kissing and biting where he could reach, spanking you slightly to jolt you up and back down again, making you fuck yourself on his cock
You could hardly keep your eyes open as you stared back at Jack, half lidded as your mouth fell open in a startled cry once he forced him down further. You could do this though, you didn't need to safe word just yet.
“Ah, Daddy, it’s, it’s too much-“ you whined, but his hips pressed down like he needed more too. “P-Please make it fit, I can-, I can’t, oh my, hah, take it!” You stammered, tilting your head back as he spanked you, your walls tightened reflexively, so close to bottoming him out you could taste it.
Jack shook his head gasping and moaning deeply; almost a growl as he feels you sink down “fucking hell, its not too much, ‘cmon, don’t chicken out now, he reached his hand between them; measuring the distance left with his fingers, making a pinching gesture he held the distance left up, showing you “so close, gonna run away when youre so close?” He teased
“Thaaaaats it” he moaned as he felt you stretch around him “such a good boy, use daddy for your pleasure my sweet love” he tempted “doesn’t it feel so good, so big, so full” he continued as he played with your dick
“I am? S-So close?” You blinked back at him, dazed as your eyes darted between his fingers displaying the distance and his face. “You’d let me g-get away?” Your eyes trained on his fingers as you began to bounce a little harder, feeling it get a bit less resistant.
“D-Daddy’s, Daddy’s good little boy-“ You whimpered immediately as petname got you even wetter. It was trancelike, the way you nodded.
Daddy said you could take more, so you did. You lifted up and sank back down at a steady pace, little pants leaving your lips. “Yeah, it’s so good, ah!” Your dick throbbed and you wrapped a small hand around his wrist, trying to keep it together. But he just kept talking, making it harder for you.
“Awww want me to make it fit? How about you make it fit, you sit alllll the way down” Jack jutted his hips before pulling you down to him, kissing you passionately before sticking two fingers into your mouth “suck” he demanded “if you can't fit it in your pussy, you will have to fit it in there; because sluts that can't fit the cock inside don’t get to ride it”
Your mouth opened immediately for his fingers, he moaned around them, glossy doe eyes maintaining eye contact as he spoke. He nodded as he sucked. His hips stopped bouncing as he focused on sinking down, rolling his hips until they met his and tears welled up in his eyes. Finally, no space between.
“Thats it little one, cmon kiddo just a liiiitlle bit- fuck!” He swore as he felt you start to bounce “mhmmm” he moaned nodding at you with his eyes tightly shut
“fuck- good boy, daddys good little boy” he pants thrusting up, matching your pace, whining slightly as he feels your squeeze around him pulling your hair gently with one hand and tapping his dick with the other
You gasped as his hips thrusted up immediately, a little flash of panic across your features from the sheer force of it. It made him cry out, especially when Jack started tapping his dick. “Daddy! Oh my god!” He tilted his head back as he pulled his hair. His thighs trembled as Jack thrusted up into his, he always managed to take over just in time for him to fall apart.
As you bottomed out he growled holding you down against him, his cock making a teeny bulge in your tummy, he pressed down on it “is that where daddy is, so far up, bet it feels good though huh”
Your eyes brightened once you took Jack’s full length, and you pulled Jack’s hand back slightly from your mouth, thrusting the fingers back in further once before taking them out. You smiled, head bobbing from not entirely holding your head up whilst bouncing. “Make D-Daddy proud?”
He nods grunting thrusting up hard “making me so proud fuck, taking me so fucking well” he said grabbing your throat whilst using your pretty pussy
Suddenly you were flush against his lap and unable to move your hips, being held down made you whine louder. You was flushed pink and looked overwhelmed, out of it. “Daddy’s r-right there-“ you nodded, moaning louder when he pressed against the spot. “P-Please I’msofull I c-can’t, if you don’t m-move I’ll!!” Your voice was frantic, he was pulsing around him, seconds from coming.
“‘S ok, its ok dont worry, you got this” Jack cooed as he saw the worry on your face “can take it, take it so well, you take it like a damn champ, my pretty whore”
you couldn’t stay still, your hands frantically scrambled for something to ground yourself on as the pleasure got more intense. you tugged Jack closer, fingers stretching the fabric of his shirt as your boss bucked his hips.
Jack kept you there; rubbing you T-dick faster “thats it, thats my pretty angel, cum allllll over daddys cock, squeeze me like a vice” you moaned bucking up even though he was already all the way inside you
you were practically wailing at this point, your throat under his hand vibrated with the constant noise.
Pleasure and fear was written across your features like it was too much. “Daddy, Daddy I’m,” your wide eyes locked on him as you started to cum. “Ah! J-Jack!” you cried out, your hips rocking back and forth lightly as you pressed into that little spot that made you squeeze your eyes shut and drag your nails down his arms.
“S-So good, Daddy, thank you, thank you!” your abdomen went taut and in that moment all you could do was whine as he talked you through it, convulsing and squirming against his lap.
Jack started to move again; the tightening, cum and squeezing were working together to help him move much smoother, his thrusts were shallow (which for Jack wasn't very shallow for the other person) and fast working on his own pleasure now he has taken care of you
Grunts and groans escaped Jack’s mouth as he essentially uses you as a fleshlight, the gym definitely prepared him well for this; fucking you within an inch of you life, 3 thrusts a second, a whole ass BPM of 160; if this was a patient; their brain would be long gone.
“Shhh its ok I know my sensitive boy, just take it, take it like a good bunny for me ok kiddo” Jack moans pulling your hair with rigour,
“O-Oh, oh my god!” you tossed your head back for a moment, lost in the heightened sense of pleasure. There was no reprieve from the thrusts, they came fast and whether Jack meant to or not, hard.
you held on tightly to the strong arms caging him in, nails digging little crescent shapes into his biceps. The ruthless pace had you trembling and whining like your own orgasm wasn’t quite over, he was drilling you into overstimulation.
“D-Daddy, Daddy, wait, h-help, ah!” You pleaded, not sure what for. The tug to your hair made you close your eyes tight, noises getting higher, breathier. “It’s too good- I, I can’t!”
Jack didn't stop; if anything he went faster; growling now, his hands moving to your hips; pulling you up and down like a doll, like you were just the sex doll he was masturbating with, you were as light as a feather in his arms.
“Please, wait, almost there, don’t make me stop” he basically whimpered and as pathetic as it sounded he was still very much in charge, he pulled you close by you hair; making out with you, moaning into your mouth, fingers bruising your hips
“Good boy, take it, just like that” he grunts into your mouth, their lips still connected as he spoke; staying at the same relentless pace as he milked himself with your body
“Daddy, please!“ you whined as he pounded away, like you weren’t fully conscious and present anymore. You always got so dazed and helpless when Jack got like this, just using you, and even if you pleaded for mercy; you both knew you didn’t want it.
You tucked your face into his neck for a moment, clinging to him. In your delirious state you were careful not to muffle your sounds, you couldn’t be quiet if you wanted to, not with him being so relentless.
You gasped into the kiss you were pulled into and did your best to kiss back but you were being bounced so roughly it was hard.
“Want you to f-fill me up, that's all I want.” You whispered, it came out small, pathetic even. You were tightening around him again, pleasure still aching deliciously.
“You will take what you’re given” he growls and scolds fucking into you like he was digging for gold “please? You're begging for cum so you will wait until you’re given it, don’t start acting like you don’t love being used like this. You know what to say if you want me to stop” He said, referring to their safe word of “scalpel”
“Thats it” he moaned, his thrusts getting sloppier as he listens to your moans “t-take it, take daddy's cock, such a good boy” he moaned into your ear “getting close, want it inside?” He whispered, biting your neck “want me to breed you honey?” He says, asking for your consent to cum inside of you
You stared up at him, wide eyed from how stern he sounded. It sent a shiver down your spine. You reached up to run a hand through your hair as you nodded, hair strands all messy from pulling and bouncing. You couldn’t look at him anymore, you turned your head to the side as he thrusted more sounds out of you. Loud, whiny, flustered noises you would be embarrassed about later when he mocked them.
“I l-love it, you’re right I, I love-“ you could barely get the words out, everything he said struck a nerve. “When Daddy uses m-me!” Your knees tightened against your waist.
The sight was obscene, the heart embroidered sweater was in stark contrast to the brutal thrusts you took. You sat there, less than half his size, all you could do was take whatever he gave you.
Your eyes brightened at the mention of him coming inside, “Please, Jack, I miss it so much! Wanna feel it, wanna be yours, all yours when you fill me up!” You pleaded, moaning at the bite. “Please, wanna be yours!”
The older man nodded fast, biting his own lip as his hips jutted, his thrusts getting less organised by the second “you gonna take it? Gonna take it all like a good bunny?”
“A-All of it Daddy, I’ll take it I swear! Be so good for you, ah!” You spoke quickly as your fingers curled into his hair and tugged lightly while he marked you. He knew all of your sweet spots, he marked every one of them, and you were back to circling your hips all needy and frantic.
Jack groaned kissing and sucking at your neck, leaving all sorts of marks that you will probably get asked about within the next week but he didn’t care, he wanted the world to know you were his; “mine” he growled darkly his cock pulsing as he got closer
“It’s okay Daddy I’m, I’m yours, I’m h-here, please, please let me have it please give it to me, oh, oh my god-“ You gasped as you felt him coming. You pressed yourself as close as possible, tightening around him as you rocked your hips lightly back and forth, riding him through it.
Jack spilled into you with a trail of expletives and forcing you all the way down once more, cumming all the way inside you, painting your walls, making sure you felt the short five warm bursts inside you “i love you” he said as he came, whispering it into your ear and kissing you gently, not pulling out
“Thank you Daddy! Ah, god, it’s so perfect, feels so right-“ you murmured. There was that Jack Abbot contrast that made your heart skip, a tender love confession after railing you within an inch of your life. You cupped his face and kissed him back “I love you too old man” you chuckled into his lips
