fbi!dex discovering that hes into pain during an argument w u,,
ur storming off and suddenly he grabs ur arm — you slap him across the face to get him away and he whimpered slightly — not from pain but pleasure, before pausing. the tips of his ears flushing slightly and his face growing hot..
during make-up sex ur ridin’ him roughly .. dex on the brink of tears, "i— i’ve been a bad boy, babe-" hes stammering his words out as his large hands are grabbing ur waist hard enough to leave a mark,, ur hands are tugging through his hair, nipping at his jawline and raking ur teeth across his throat as hes begging and whining, "i’m— pl..please punish me- i wanna make it up to you—" hiccuping through his words as his eyes are teary, theres a few bruises and marks on him.. some self inflicted when he grabbed ur hand to rake ur nails down his chest,,
+after youve had a stressful day he lets u take ur anger out on him :(
fbi!dex who’d never been in a proper relationship before you. he struggled with comforting u, and wasn’t really good with emotions as a whole and often felt awkward whenever he caught that u were upset. usually giving u “i’m sorry, that must be really hard.” and letting you cling onto him.
before u two began dating he had a habit of stalking ur socials, and later on that still stuck. he caught wind of u reposting a few things related to getting fucked to soothe ur feelings. so it clicked to dex that was how he could comfort u from now on!
it began after someone had been an asshole too u at work and u just wanted help — surprised when dex began to slide ur shorts down slowly with mumbled comforts and slipping his fingers into u clumsily.
from then on: rough day? he’ll bend u over the nearest surface. upset over a small problem? he’ll eat you out.
u and dex had gotten into a small disagreement— dex unable to handle you ignoring him so he practically stormed over to you and shoved ur leggings down with shaky hands, bending you over ur bed as he dealt with his own clothes before shakily spreading ur legs and sliding into u with perfect precision. "you’re okay— it’s okay. i’m sorry. don’t leave me. y— you’re okay, right?" as u were now, crying from pleasure.
it was at night when u got home one time and was met with the sight of him just.. in ur room… organising ur clothes drawer.
you basically jumped at the sight: "What the fuck— dex! are you trying to give me a heart attack?" u huffed, hand on ur heart and clearly still recovering from the scare of a massive man (who was still suited as bullseye) in ur room at 11pm. he just looks at u with the expression of an unimpressed cat as if he’d done nothing wrong!
"your room is messy." he says. vaguely gesturing to the pile of clothes in a basket placed in the corner.
another time, you could be watching a movie, haven’t checked ur phone in a bit when u hear the sound of a window sliding open from ur bedroom. dex walking out with a bit of a concerned expression before relaxing at the sight of you, "you weren’t responding to my texts." standing by the TV as he squinted at you skeptically… as if he wasn’t literally standing next to the reason why.
"..i’m watching a movie, babe. i didn’t see the messages," sighing softly as you patted the couch, dex immediately moving to plop down next to you like an overgrown puppy.
another time, you were sleeping— trying to sleep. tossing and turning with grumbles and complaints and as if the universe was finally on ur side you heard ur bedroom door being opened gently, "mhmmn.. dex..?" u mumbled, rubbing ur eyes and rolling onto ur back. dex grunting softly in response as u heard him kick his boots off, settling beside you on the bed as he shifted you onto a more comfy position.
"baby… you can’t just keep breaking into my home."
"…yes i can." he grumbled, before he kissed ur neck gently and snuggling you tightly.
♡ having quickies in the bathroom of a bar or whatever would be so difficult ‘cause of his issue. you’d resulted to always shoving ur panties in his mouth to keep him quiet.
♡ first time u two had sex he lasted like 20 seconds ‘cause u felt so good and hes literally never done this stuff before u (+hes Big . so u had to try and adjust to his size. so when u two had sex for the first time he Was only halfway inside of u.)
♡ needy pathetic service top. will probably get so embarrassed and flustered but will Do ANYTHING for You. probably.
♡ keeps the glasses on during sex cause he knows u like them but claims its so he can see ur body better (which isnt a lie)
♡ very. very awkwardly flirts.
♡ hes so BUILT and it genuinely got u like ???? cause how tf is this nerd like this ??? "…what.. what are you— why are you looking at me like that..?"
"oh— god, baby-" his words choked as his head is thrown back against ur bed, his hands hovering awkwardly by your head as you run ur tongue along his cock :( his tip already red and leaky, awfully sensitive to the touch as he whined loudly to ur touch,
his breathing grew heavier and more ragged by the second as your lips wrap around his tip, suckling gently with small kitten licks :( "babe— please, pleaseplease—" one of his hands moving onto ur hair … following what he’d seen in those pornos he watched :( his large, trembling hands tangled into ur hair as he bucked his hips up— his cock shoving into ur mouth, "oh, shit— i-i’m sorry, babe— i— are you okay?" hes trembling slightly as tears begin to swell up in his eyes, jaw clenched tightly as he resisted the urge to cum.. wanting this to last longer for both of ur sakes :(
his tip hit the back of ur throat … ur head bobbing up and down as u soothingly rubbed his thighs causing a shaky moan to spill out of his lips, "fuck— i’m gonna- uh-" before spilling his seed inside of ur mouth with mumbled apologises.. crying :(
Dex being jealous that reader has a silly crush on daredevil and one night he breaks into her house as daredevil and noncons her. The other day she goes crying to tell Dex because he's the only one she trusts to tell what happened
noncon
"…daredevil? seriously?" dex’s tone jealous but he masks it with confusion, squinting at you as if you’d just announced the most bizarre thing ever— which to him, u just did. his jaw clenched slightly as u speak: "well— it’s just a small thing.. obviously!" chuckling lightheartedly as u fiddle with the hem of ur sleeve,
dex seething on the inside— 'daredevil? really? the guy wasn’t exactly a pacifist. what could you possibly see in him?' he thought.
u were sleeping peacefully that night, window cracked open just a bit for some fresh air — dex would always complain it’d allow in unwelcome guests. you missed the sound of the window quietly being lifted, 'daredevil' climbing in silently. his breath hitched at the sight of you lying on your side, lips parted as u slept, legs spread slightly and ur shirt pushed up ur stomach.. he felt a heat run down south as he stalked closer. his footsteps just a bit heavier than before with a weak attempt to wake you - he wanted you to be awake for this.
‘daredevil’ climbed ontop of you, handling you onto your back as his gloved fingers pushed up ur thigh.. causing u too stir. sleepy sounds leaving u as ur brain seemed to tell u something was wrong. he continued to move his hand up your bare thighs, before moving one to shove your shirt up to your collarbone, groping your breast. "fuck." his words a mumble before he lifted his hand and moved a sharp and hesitant slap across your face, awaking you.
"i— wh- what— d-daredevil?" blinking your eyes open quickly as his hands pinned you down. ripping your sleepshorts off you while his other hand continued to grab your tits roughly. "g—get off of me-" ur words coming out as a weak stammer, the same strength a baby fawn would have.
"shut up." was all he hissed in reply as he fumbled with his own belt — letting it hang open just enough to slide his boxers down. a hand came down to your pussy as he handled you, shoving ur legs open as you attempted to close them desperately, "p-please- don’t—" tears building up in ur eyes as you struggled beneath him. "isn’t this what you wanted? since you’re such a fan." ur mind too clouded by a need for escape to recognise his voice. he pulled a glove off quickly, sliding two fingers into you as a half-assed attempt to prepare you. before moving his hand back to ur spread thighs and shoving his cock inside. his thrusting growing faster as he defiled you,,,
soon enough he spilt his seed over ur lower stomach, leaving u sore and aching and crying. scared from what daredevil had just done to you,,
the next say youd called dex over — too worried to leave ur home as he rocked you back and forth in his arms. holding back a small, proud smirk as you sob into his arms, "i— i just—" stammering out words.. he wasn’t listening— not really. just glad you’d never see the ‘horned freak’ that way ever again. "i know, shh. now you know what he’s really like," his tone laced with faux concern.. :( "he’s not a good man, angel. but i am.
dad bestfriend!shane maguire n reader who he thinks is naive…
you put on such an innocent act… shane completely loving it and not suspecting a thing! "y’know what people say about me, angel?" a small smirk on his face as he rubs a hand along your jawline… cornering you in some bar you happened to stumble into — you batted your eyelashes at him innocently, giving him a small nod, "um.. no.." letting him continue to caress and grope you.. :( "good. s’all lies anyways, baby— perhaps, why do you think your daddy trust me so much? huhh?" his tone mockingly sweet.. he seeing you as some innocent, naive girl… one he could definitely get into the panties of… which was ur plan!! — enjoying how much he perved on you! n you were thirsting over him too. soooo..
you visit him at his camp too.. poking around casually, tripping over purposely into his big arms ^_^ his hands trailing all over your body as he catches you with a small smirk. "woah, watch out there." a small giggle leaving your lips as you hold his bicep.. "oops! sorry, shane!" his gaze trailing down to your ass as you turn away from him in faux-embarrassment :3 & getting stuff stuck up in random high places or at a shelf (that you could get to) asking shane to help you.. getting into his mind that you’re just some helpless lil doe.. (watching his shirt ride up as he reaches for it and u almost drool at the small sliver of skin.)
you’d wear the smallest things around him too :( swearing he could see your panties everytime you walked. your tits nearly spilling out of a shirt u wore when he came over…. "hi, shane!" a bright smile on your face as you wave quickly— his eyes practically glued to your tits :( "hi, sweetheart. lookin’ real pretty today." an obvious bulge in his pants… you’d purposely press yourself against him too! hes showin you how to aim a gun,, right behind you when: "oh! wait! my shoe lace is untied.." bending over and pressing your ass righttt against his growing bulge. u noticed him subtly grinding against you too :(
you leave ur panties lying around ur room cause yk shane goes snooping around it when he comes over…
i think shane would be reluctant to give his number— but he does anyways! you start ‘accidentally' sending him photos of you in almost nothing or inappropriate poses…. :( 'omg! sorry! that was an accident!' shane immediately getting a hard on at the sight of u… (saving it for later) 'It’s fine.' and u almost giggle at his texting.
after a few weeks of this game you’re playing n claiming obviously that "no guy ever treats me right…" and shane telling you that u just need an older guy! you end up sneaking into the guest room when hes sleeping over…. straddling his lap casually once youve stripped urself of your panties… shane (being a light sleeper) is stunned at the feeling and sight for a moment! "i— fuck— of course.. should’a known you’re such a slut.." groaning quietly as he gropes at your tits… feeling a bit embarrassed he fell for.. whatever u were pulling! his hands snaking around to your ass as you rub against his bulge.. "i guess you aren’t that smart.. huh?" giggling quietly…..
fbi!stepdada dex ,,, u cant help but have a massive crush on him!!!!
ur mom didn’t rrly love him… she only married for some sorta support so,,, it wasn’t THAT bad— right???
ur clothing had a sudden change once he moved in, for some reason getting more revealing. ur lace always peeking outta ur shorts and pants, wearing the most transparent or smallest tops. going downstairs for water one time (n cause u knew he was still up) only in a tanktop and panties. dex sees you and his face burns an uncontrollable light red and hes forcing himself to look away.
"ur going to catch a cold." he sternly tells you, "no m’not." "yes you are look—" his words pausing as u catch the way his gaze roamed over ur body, "look at what you’re wearing." and he shifts slightly in his seat, a hand now resting in his lap.
other times like:
"dex, can u help with my sunscreen?" while ur bikini is undone,,
"can u unzip my dress for me?" even tho u can perfectly reach it!!
"ooh, watchu workin’ on, daddy?" while pressing ur chest against his arm and standing awfully close to peek at his computer.
walking out from the bathroom in a towel knowing hes home. "oh— i thought you were working! sorry!"
"you look nice in ur uniform…— do u carry handcuffs with u?" :3
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+ the time u finally got him to break, you two had been watchin a movie while u subtly shifted closer to him… dex not saying much apart from the occasional glances & clearing of his throat before he grabbed your waist and hauled u onto his lap. his breathing quick and stuttering as he manhandles you underneath him: "is this what you wanted— is that it? you— just shut up. okay? shut up." ripping ur shorts off u :( revealing that u had nothing underneath this whole time … already super wet .. "oh— fuck. uh," his own hands working on his belt…
…soon enough u had ur face shoved into the couch cushions — avoiding waking up ur mom,,, the sound of skin against skin filling ur livingroom while dex filled u <3
