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FUCK ICE - FUCK TRUMP - FUCK THE GOVERNMENT - FUCK MY EX
you’re telling me this man would have me on my knees, making me apologize to him verbally and by sucking his dick the MOMENT i talk back? yeah right. look at that dom stance 😭
now THIS is the body of a brat tamer …
SHAWN HATOSY as BRETT RICHARDS FIRE COUNTRY 4.20 “Try Not to Drown”
men really be like “well this woman has studied this subject her whole life, and i am a man, so we have equal knowledge on this”
it’s ok you could have just said “i hate men”
okay, i hate men
been thinking too much about jack abbot with younger gf who cries at everything because she’s very sensitive: commercials, little dogs, the elderly on the street…. so when jack is balls deep in her and she can’t help but cry, he has to comfort her and he’s fucking dirty about it
crybaby with jack abbot
WARNINGS: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (MDNI) - dacryphilia, penetration sex, jack calls himself daddy yeah i stand by it, fem!reader, established relationship, age gap relationship mentioned, lowkey not as dirty as i would’ve liked it to get but i felt like it was just getting too long
A/N: ohhhh my fucking god YES. you get me. also i’m sorry these requests are coming out so slow. i have so many ideas of new stories or ways to write my requests but sometimes i suck at actually sitting down and writing!! i’ll always get there eventually lmao
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you’re always one to cry. you hate that you are. especially when you started dating jack. he was so much older than you, much more stoic and mature. age plus the army made his maturity seem like something you could only dream of. but he was so patient with you.
so patient when you pathetically welled up at the thought of old people or dogs being put down or the life insurance ads where the family talk about what would happen if one of them died. tears would form in the corners of those pretty eyes of yours and jack would comfort you. you cried over everything. so he really shouldn’t have been surprised when everything included when he was balls deep inside you.
you're panting into his mouth, senses dulled as he continues to fuck you. his mouth crashes against yours, messily tangling his tongue with yours. you don’t know when it happened. all you remember is feeling the way jack's hips snap forward with rough, deep thrusts. his hips are ruthless as his balls smack against your ass, each thrust slapping his thighs against yours. you arch your back, nails searching his shoulders as you try to hold on for support. it’s too much, it’s all so overwhelming. you’re so overstimulated from the feeling of him deep inside you.
you felt wetness starts to gleam in your eyes, eyes shining over and your lower lip started to tremble. before you knew it, you started sobbing. fat, pretty tears streaming down your face, dampening his pillow when you turn your head to the side. you whine and blink up at jack pathetically, sniffling loudly and drool coming out of your mouth. your eyes and nose were red, lips swollen and sticky from where your tears fell down your cheeks and you caught them.
the first time you cried during sex, jack came within seconds. seeing you like that, all pliant and pleading. it got him so fucking hard. like right now. you’re looking at him through wet lashes, and your eyes glistened. his hips rut against your faster when he looks into your eyes, he’s got less control over his movements. he hits deeper inside you, your walls clenching around him.
“oh sweetheart, what’s got you all worked up, hm?” he coos at you. which makes you feel even more pathetic. you feel like a baby.
he moves one of his hands to your face, wiping your tears with his fingers. his fingers glisten and he presses them against your lips. you open up for him without hesitation, tasting the saltiness of your tears on your tongue. he pushes them deeper into your mouth to hear you gag, tears forming in your eyes again. this time because you’re trying not to choke.
“fucking you so good that you can’t speak, huh?” he says, fingers finally coming out of your mouth. it’s all too much for you. his voice, his movements, the feeling of his cock grinding against your deepest parts over and over again. globs of tears stream down your face again, sniffling dramatically as you whine loudly.
“shhh no need to cry sweetheart, daddy’s got you.”
SHAWN HATOSY Today Show
i am totally in favor of the sub! andrew propaganda. i want to use everything i have to spread it because m sorry but there's really no way i can imagine that man other than being submissive, i just know it's in his nature to be submissive AND PATHETIC.
Simon “Ghost” Riley x Reader
Warnings: 18+, dom!simon, sub!reader, breeding!kink, praise, degradation, p in v, cuddler!simon, aftercare, minors dni!!!
Scenario: You wake up needy but Simon is still asleep, just having got home from a long mission. You wake him up, he’s irritated but he gives you what you want.
Simon is on top of you in your bed, fucking you into oblivion. The room is filled with the sounds of your moans and his grunts, the wet sounds from penetration.
Then you wake up. When you flip the sheets up, there’s a giant wet puddle on the sheets beneath your thighs.
Just great.
You flop back on the bed, not even bothering to try and clean up. You turn your head to look at Simon, who’s peacefully sleeping beside you. He’s mentioned once or twice that he only ever sleeps well when he’s with you, otherwise he has night terrors.
Which is why you don’t wanna wake the poor guy up. He just got back from his mission at 8 PM last night, being so tired that he didn’t even have the energy to fuck you like he usually does when he’s home from a mission.
That’s probably why you’re so needy. The mission was over three months long. And that sucks because Simon is really the only person/thing that can get you off. You tried your vibrator but it didn’t work.
Sighing, you flip onto your side, facing towards your husband. You missed him greatly. When you heard the door open, your heart damn near jumped out of your chest. Running towards him in the hall, he caught you in his arms, and you gave him the most welcoming kiss you could conjure.
He was absolutely perfect. But you were horny. And so torn between the decision of letting him sleep or waking him up to give you the much needed fuck you and him deserved.
You rub your thighs together at the mere thought of his cock.
Jesus Christ, fuck it.
Carefully, you lift yourself up off the bed and onto his lap, trying not to wake him immediately. You kiss his cheek, then his neck. You move back behind his ear.
“Simon..”
He stirs but he doesn’t wake up.
You kiss his neck again, grinding your hips down onto his cock, which is practically protruding through his thin boxers.
“Si…”
This time, he does wake up, however instead of saying something, his hands reach up to grab your hips. You gasp.
“What.”
Your breathing turns ragged at the sound of his deep, sleep induced voice. You swear your pussy gets wetter.
“‘Need you.”
“Go to sleep, dove. It’s way too late to be doin’ tha’.”
“No, please”
You grind down again, this time his cock has a reaction. A very nice reaction in your eyes.
“Go to sleep, dovie,” he groans. “Si’ll take care o’ ye in the mornin’.”
You whine, trying to grind down once more. His hands stop you.
“Last chance to go the fuck back to bed. I’ll ruin ye if you don’t.”
“Please..”
It isn’t two seconds before he has you under him, kissing you with the ferocity of someone who hasn’t seen you in years. God, it felt like it. All you know is that you’re so glad your husband is back.
“Needed me that bad that ye had to wake me up at 4 in the fuckin’ mornin’?” he growls on your lips.
You nod eagerly. Legs wrapping around his torso and your hands around his neck, you kiss him again. His cock grows in his boxers.
“I missed you s’much, Si. You have no idea.”
He groans when you grind your hips up onto his aching cock. His head dips down to press little kisses on your stomach, your thick little stomach that he loves so fucking much.
“Fuckk, baby,” he says, trying to hold back from pounding you into the mattress. “We can do this in the mornin’”
You whine.
“I can’t wait that long. Please, Ghost, just fuck me.”
He kisses your neck, that one spot behind your ear that gives you goosebumps. He sucks on another spot, giving you a dark hickey that’s extremely visible to the public eye.
He takes your sleep shirt off, throws it across the room, and kisses down your body. Stopping at your breasts, he licks and sucks at your nipples, alternating between the two.
You moan, loudly. Your hands grip the sheets below you at the teasing.
“Simon,” you groan. “Please stop teasing me.”
He chuckles but continues down your body. When he reaches your underwear, his eyes drift down to the wet spot that’s clearly visible. You blush.
“How long you been up, lovie? Look at you, you’re so fuckin’ wet already. You’re ready f’me aren’t ya?” he asks mockingly. Almost like he’s making fun of you for being so needy, so wanting.
When you don’t answer, he slaps the inside of your thigh.
You gasp, surprised.
“Answer me.”
“Yes. I’m ready for you, I’m sorry. Been needy since you got home. Can’t hold it n’more.” you whine, trying to make the guy feel bad for you.
He chuckles, shaking his head. Ghost all but rips your favorite panties right off your legs. The sound of the tear makes you whimper.
“Y’know, you can be such a slut sometimes. A dirty little slut that only ever thinks about gettin’ h’self off. It’s almost sad.”
“But-” you begin.
Before you can even think about finishing your sentence, his shoves two fingers in your mouth.
“Suck.”
You comply, lapping at his fingers like it’s his cock. He watches you, humming and sucking on his fingers like you haven’t ate in two weeks.
He rips them away.
“Good girl,” he purrs, “Such a beautiful little thing, hmm? Sucking on my fingers like that?”
He drags them down to your cunt, circling your clit before he shoves both fingers inside your hole.
You moan, writhing against his fingers, trying to get him to move.
“Fuckk, Si.” you cry out when he starts moving like you want him to.
“I know, lovie, I know,” he coos, mockingly. “S’good for me.”
“Gonna come..” you say, gripping the sheets.
“No, no. You can’t come so early, hunny, I haven’t even gotten started.” he says, curling his fingers against your g-spot.
“B-but I missed you. The months you were gone, I could only use myself. Y’know I suck at masturbation.” you whine. “I don’t do it like you do.”
His eyes soften slightly, still dark, but making sure you know he hears you.
“Y’missed me? Hmm?” He asks, voice deep and rumbling.
“Yeah. Yes! Just- please, please lemme come.” I ask.
I watch him mull it over while I get impatient. Finally, after what feels like forever, he nods.
“Yeah, you can come, baby. Come f’me.” He almost demands.
You do, hips thrusting in the air, throat making noises you didn’t even know were possible.
“S-Simon… Fuck!” I moan.
“There you go, sweetheart. So good f’me, hmm? Coming so sweetly on my fingers. Almost like a welcome home present, yeah? Would’ve been better if it was on my tongue, don’t ya think?” He rants.
His dirty talk makes you impossibly wetter. This man does things to you. Like his words control you or something.
“What do you want, hunny?” He asks, hand stroking my thigh dangerously close to my heat. His body lowers to where his head is eye level with your cunt.
“Anything you’ll give me.” You say, breathing heavily.
“Tongue it is then.” He says before dipping down to lick a long strokes up your slit.
“Fuck, Si..”
He hums against you, the vibrations traveling up your spine. He bites down on your clit, making you seize up, hand flying down to grip his hair.
When he sees your reaction, he smiles, tongue sliding down before inserting into your hole.
You whine and writhe, hips moving against his face trying to get any friction available. He laughs. He actually laughs at you.
He stops for a second just to look at you, all flustered and dumb for him.
“You’re so fucking pathetic. Like my own little personal slut. How do you manage to be such a fuckin’ brat but so good f’me at the same time, hmm?”
Before you can say anything, he surges towards you, lips smashing against yours. It’s a clash of tongue and teeth that makes you shake.
“You want my cock, babygirl? Hmm? Want me to fill you up with my babies? So this perfect little belly can swell up with my kid? Makin’ you a mommy, that’d be somethin’, huh?” He laughs after breaking the kiss, squeezing your love handles.
You whine repeatedly, obviously you want it. But you’re so drunk off him that you can’t put it into words.
“That’s okay, baby. I’ll speak for the both of us, okay?” He kisses your nose.
You nod.
He lifts up off of you to take off his boxers, throwing them across the room along with your clothes.
“Gonna take it nice ‘nd slow for ya, okay lovie?” He looks up at you.
You nod, watching him align his cock at your entrance. He leans back down, hands on either side of your head.
After a few seconds, he starts pushing in slowly. You cry out, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Shh, it’s okay. Si’s got you, sweet baby.” He says, pushing further in.
Your face contorts from pleasure and slight pain from not taking him for the past few months.
“Si…” You whisper, trying to get used to the stretch of him again.
“I’m here, my baby.” He kisses your neck softly.
You know he’s only being nice because it’s been a while. Once you’re adjusted, he’s gonna go back to being his usual self. Rough and twisted. Which you don’t mind at all, but sometimes you love this side of him.
It usually only comes out when you’re sad or tired. He treats you like his precious wife.
Your thoughts are interrupted when Simon taps your lips.
“Your mind is right here when I’m inside you, baby. Right here only.” He growls, moving slowly.
You nod, letting out a soft moan.
“Fuck, Si..” You whimper as he moves a little faster.
“Feel good?” He asks, grunting.
You nod quickly, closing your eyes and throwing your head back. Your hands find his hair and your fingers tug at the grown out strands.
You remember being sad when he had to shave it for his upcoming mission, but when he got back it had grown at an inch and a half.
He slaps the inside of your thigh and you cry out.
“What did I say? Want me to quit taking it easy on you? Hmm? Want me to be rough with you? ‘Cause it seems to me like you’ve gone soft. Expecting me not to punish you for not following directions because it’s been a little while. That’s not how this works, baby.”
His hips snap forward roughly. The bed scrapes against the floor and hits the wall with every thrust.
“Simon!” You yell, close to coming.
“Gonna come f’me? If I let you come, y’ gonna lemme fill you up, sweetheart?”
You nod erratically.
“Please fill me up. I want you to s’bad. Been wanting it for months. You don’t understand.” You rant. He smirks and kisses you, teeth scraping your bottom lip.
“Come f’me and I’ll follow you. Hmm? Sound good?” He grabs your chin roughly, making you nod for him. “Knew you’d listen. Such a good girl.” He chuckles.
The feeling of his cock hitting your g-spot repeatedly and the sound of his words makes you come, legs wrapping around his waist as he fucks into you, squeezing him. Your whole body convulses, shaking.
He loves every second of it. He fucks you through your orgasm as you whine and whimper, complaining that he’s too big and that you can’t do it anymore, writhing around like a little worm.
A few minutes later, he follows after you, filling you up with hot ropes of his semen.
“Fucking hell.” He groans, collapsing on top of you.
You both breathe heavily.
“Simon.” You strain.
“Shit, hunny, ‘M sorry.” He says, lifting up and off of you.
Once he’s flopped down beside you, catching his breath, you turn to face him.
“I really missed you. More than you realize, Si.” You whisper.
He looks at you, eyes softened now.
“I know, babygirl. Missed ya too.”
You hum, lying down on his chest, head in the crook of his neck.
You both lie there for what seems like an hour, before he finally speaks.
“Need to get you cleaned up, and put new sheets on the bed.”
“Mhm.”
“Gotta get off of me, sweet girl.”
With a groan, you sit up and rub your sleepy eyes.
He stands up and walks to the restroom, coming out with a warm washcloth.
“Open your legs, baby.”
You do. He cleans the mixture of your guys’ cum off of your thighs, making sure not to rub too hard. He shushes you when you start whimpering and whining ‘cause it’s ‘too sensitive’.
When he’s done, he throws it in the laundry bin, opening the closet and pulling a fresh set of sheets off the top shelf.
You get up and help him but when you’re done, he picks you up and lays you gently on the bed, kissing your forehead sweetly. Once he gets laid beside you, he pulls you into the same position as before.
“Sleep, hunny.” He whispers into your ear.
And you both do. Peacefully. For the first time in three months.
OKAY GUYS. this lwk sucks. but um, it kept accidentally erasing cuz i forgot to save it so it was kinda rushed
THE PITT 1.01 / 1.15
this is literally jack x controversially young gf!reader
This image made me think of the morning after hooking up with your 50 something year old neighbor joel miller hmmmmm
Me after clicking a p link thinking it was a fic rec.
Jumpscare.
