#darling dad

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Derek fucking Eric in front of a mirror so his boy can see just how hot he looks, murmuring in his ear about how beautiful he is and making sure Eric’s eyes stay open and focused on his reflection

TW // INCEST

lord forgive me but im back on my bullshit –mod ghostie

“Dad, dad, h-harder–”

“Open your eyes, son.” Derek growls in Eric’s ear. Pleasure blooming in his stomach as he tended to Eric. His cock thrusting in and out of him, his thighs slamming against the soft curve of Eric’s ass. The two completely naked from the waist down, the bedroom dark and quiet, save for their own moans and grunts. Standing against Derek’s bed frame, Eric gripping for support as he keeps himself nice and spread open for his dad.

The large full body mirror Derek just installed that day staring right back at them. Giving Eric the perfect view of himself being fucked by his father. Blushing as he kept his eyes shut. No way could he look a himself like this, no way could he see how well he took his dad’s cock, or how hard he enjoyed being fucked, or even see his dad’s hands roam over his ass and hips. It…It was lewd, embarrassing, it was…

“Dad, I c-can’t.” Eric moans, trying to move his hips down to push Derek’s dick further inside him. Desperate, needy, wanting to feel his cock rub up against his most sensitive spots once more. 

“Yes, you can, Eric. C’mon, son.” Derek huffs, his hands tight on Eric’s hips. God, did he want his son to see what he sees. To see why he just can’t last long with him when he’s like this. His soft curvy ass, his leaking cock, his smooth tan legs quivering as he’d cry out.

“Do it for your Dad, Eric,” Derek groans, keeping his cock halfway pulled out, “Look at you, look at what you do to me with that body, son,” Derek thrusts in just half an inch. Just enough to make Eric whimper. His hand moving from his hip to his ass, groping the soft curve as Eric huffs. His own cock throbbing, dripping pre cum in between his legs.

“Do it and I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll be screaming for me,” Derek finally growls deep in his ear. Eric’s own body shivering. biting his lip as his glasses slip down the bridge of his nose more.

He nods as Derek chuckles, biting at his neck.

Eric’s soft brown eyes finally open halfway. A heavy blush slowly spreading across his sweaty face.

There he was, His reflection,

His mouth open, panting with his efforts, his knuckles white as he gripped the bed frame, legs spread wide open as his leaking cock throbs harder against his thigh – marks from where his dad held him so tightly blossoming over his soft hips. Looking more like a whore than anything else, and yet…

Derek grips his hair and slams back in. Eric crying out in sudden pleasure as he keeps his eyes on his and his dad’s reflection. Already so close to the edge as Derek keeps his promise. Fucking into him just as roughly as he liked. Moaning like nobody’s business, watching himself be utterly wrecked by his own father, moving his hips back to meet his thrusts halfway.

“Now you see what you do to me?” Derek growls once more, his accent heavy, slamming back inside Eric, “Now you see why I just can’t keep my hands off you?”

“Y-Yes, dad,” Eric moans, “G-Gonna cum, dad, I’m gonna–!”

[tales-of-a-socialite]

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

The socialite turned her head, placing the coffee cup down on the table. One black nail tapped at her painted lips as she thought. “Any animal for a day? That’s difficult. I think.” She grinned and gave a clap of her hands. “A hawk. I’d love to soar, to see the world from up on high. To hunt, and of course for family talent night my father could pretend he learned falconry since the last night. We’d surprise everyone. It would be a delightful prank and the perfect way to end the day.”

][ @grandpa-swagger // Thanks Nonny! ][

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Derek fucking Eric’s mouth and cumming all over his face and not letting him clean up until he says because he likes how Eric looks when he’s all messy

TW // INCEST

owo im down for this o o f –mod ghostie

The studio was quiet, another long day wrapped up. The crew long since headed home, the hot lights switched off, the door leading to Derek’s office locked. But for much different reasons than late night paperwork.

Derek keeps his hands gripped in Eric’s soft hair, his fingers curling around his locks with ease, biting his lip as he stares down at the sight before him.

Eric on his knees, his glasses skewed, lips wrapped around his thick throbbing cock, big watery eyes and a heavy blushing face staring back as he works to relax his throat. His own hand reaching down to jerk his own hard cock. Much smaller compared to his dad, yet still just as eager to cum.

“Look at you, son, god you take me down so well.” Derek groans, his hips thrusting up into Eric’s tight wet mouth. Listening to him groan and gag to keep up. Those same wide eyes and lips smiling around his cock. “Feels good to have your daddy fuck your mouth, huh? Feels good to feel me fuck that sweet little pretty mouth of yours, baby…” Derek’s southern drawl leaks out onto his words of passion. Eric moaning as he tries to stay relaxed. 

Derek’s grip in his hair tightens. Moving Eric’s head back and forth, using him like nothing, enjoying the feel of his own son on his cock. His own pre cum trickling down the back of his son’s throat as he nears his orgasm.

“Move back, Eric, move back for daddy. Gonna – oh fuck – gonna cum real soon all over that cute little face of yours.”

“Yes, daddy–” Eric coughs, moving away from the thick shaft and head. A line of spit connecting his lips to the leaking head as Derek stroked his cock. Eric’s hazy eyes watching, mesmerized by Derek’s moaning and begs for him. Satisfaction filling him for once at the idea of bringing his once high and mighty dad to this state.

His mouth hangs open as he feels Derek cum onto his face. Harsh moans mixed with his dad’s southern accent, the grip in his hair near painfully tight, his cock spurting hot cum across the bridge of his nose, his cheeks, even his glasses and lips. Marking him up in the best of ways.  

“Oh fuck, Eric – fuck, you felt so god damn good…”

“Thank you, daddy–”

Derek tsks as he sees Eric make for the tissues above his desk, moving them from his grip.

“Nuh-uh, baby boy. Let me admire ya a bit more before clean up. Show daddy how cute you moan when you cum and you can wipe that off, okay?”

Derek nudges at Eric’s thigh with his shoe, watching his son’s cock throb heavily. Eric smiling nervously as he returns his hand to his neglected cock.

“Yes, daddy…”

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TW // INCEST

anyways,,,,,,,,,im thirsting for my second fav ship, more under the read more,,,,,cant wait for hate anons !!

Derek teaching his son how to kiss and please someone. His only girlfriend didn’t stick around long enough to help his last remaining son, so it looks like it’s up to dear old dad to step in.

It starts out soft, how to treat someone out to dinner, how to flirt, how to touch someone sensually. Overall, how to be a gentleman, trying to not raise his voice when Eric panics as he goofs up once or twice.

But, it moves on quickly to after a “date”.

Derek find Eric on his lap, straddling him tight. Blushing as he kisses him. Feeling his dad’s hands roam over the curve of his back, running back up to his front to undo his button up. Derek’s warm hand squeezing and rubbing at Eric’s clothed thighs.

Eric whining as he feels Derek slip his tongue in between his lips, into his mouth. Opening his eyes slightly as Derek groans. His hands moving back to his back, rubbing up along the curve of his back, reaching down to his ass. Squeezing his hips as Eric closes his eyes once more.

Their tongue moving against one another, moans from Eric, the shuffling of clothes being shoved away, and breathy groans from Derek, are the only sounds in the room. Derek’s hands rubbing and squeezing into his son’s ass. Massaging it as Eric continues to clumsily kiss back. His glasses fogging up as Derek pulls away with a huff.

“...D-Dad? Did I...do good?”

Derek’s eyes filled with lust. The mere sight of his son before him enough to get him half hard. Soft brown eyes staring back, lips parted slightly, thick thighs squeezed around his mid-section, a heavy blush and even heavier moan follows as Derek keeps massaging Eric’s ass with ease.

“Yeah...real good, son,” Derek huffs, “c’mere...”

Eric nods, leaning closer to his dad. Feeling his lips take hold of a spot on his neck, kissing and nibbling at the spot. Sending Eric in a whimpering state. He can’t help the way his dad works his lips and tongue along his oversensitive skin, or the trembling he gets when his dad handles him. Or even the butterflies of a crush forming as Derek sucks at the spot harder. His own hand reaching down to palm himself in his pants. Not wanting his dad to see.

It’s up to Derek of how far tonight’s lesson will go...

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

an old derek/eric prompt i filled, feel free to read, its super short lmao

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Hi. Will you please write more derek and Eric?

TW // INCEST

hell yea dude, always down for father/son bonding

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Eric can hardly catch his breath as his ass is lifted in the air. His upper half resting against the soft pillows and blankets, lube ever so gently trickling down his upper thigh as he pants.

The short playful grope against his ass makes him whine. Pulling his trusty yellow handkerchief closer to his face to hide his growing blush. Pleasure shooting up his spine as the blunt head of his Dad’s lube cock teases his prepared entrance.

“D-Dad, p-please,” Eric huffs as he stays still, his own cock leaking pre cum onto the bed. His body fueled with arousal.

“You’re so good for me,” Derek huffs as he slowly slides into Eric. Inch by inch, his eyes watching as his own son’s mouth falls open in a silent moan. Eyes shut tightly behind skewed glasses, trembling below him.

“W-Wanna be…wanna be a good boy…”

“You are,” Derek grunts. Eric’s inner walls tight against his shaft, holding back to urge to go the fast and hard route he usual took when having sex. Knowing Eric could never handle it. He needed touching, he needed a slow pace, he needed reassurance and praise.

Everything Derek was ready to give him.

Eric whines once more, prompting Derek to chuckle.

“Shh, ready for me to move, Eric?”

“Y-Yes, p-please…”

Eric didn’t need to say much more. Derek leaning over the younger’s body as he pulled out. Thrusting back in deep, his lips grazing soft kisses down Eric’s tanned skin. His cock thrusting back in and out, creaking the bed and bouncing Eric up from his arched position.

The younger couldn’t hold back his moans. Noises of pleasure slipping past his lips, trembling under Derek’s tender hold. Polar opposite of the man he was before. Their relationship deepening to shared intimacy and love Eric had craved after each ruined love affair.

Derek holds Eric tighter. His thrusts slow and paced. Moving into Eric for his pleasure, wanting to ear those sweet begs and moans for him. Wanting to make the younger feel good, wanting to stay this close to him for as long as he could.

Eric’s slowly released from Derek’s hold. His breath trailing down the back of his neck as he grunts. His warm hand wrapping around Eric’s cock. Pre cum dribbling down his knuckles as his Dad slowly jerks him off. Long slow strokes up and down the shaft of the younger, his thumb teasing the slit when his hand reached the tip.

“More, p-please, want…want more–”

“More what, Eric?”

Eric hides his face once more. Flustered as can be, his face impossibly red as he spread his legs wider. Keeping his back arched up for Derek to fuck him deeper. The head of Derek’s cock just barely grazing past that special spot inside him.

“F-Faster…c-can we, maybe go f-faster?”

The older smiles. His hand picking up in speed as he picks up the pace. Eric’s ass plush against each fast thrust he gives the other. Eric clenching tight around his shaft, squeezing him in all the right places.

“Anything for you,” Derek replies in his southern drawl, “such a good boy for me…”

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If you're ever up to it, I'd still love to read a Derek x Eric (Derek def. Would hurt his boy just to feel power especially since he hates that Eric was the one to survive)

tw // incest

tw // dubcon, noncon (kinda??)

here’s a little ficlet to hold ya over, anon.

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Derek knew Eric like the back of his hand.

Any father should knew their son better than themselves. Derek knew every little tic that made up his son. Derek knew every little word or memory that would trigger Eric into a sobbing fit. Derek knew every single spot on Eric’s body that would light his senses on fire, that would turn his own son’s anxious cries into quiet moans.

It was a trick Derek has always used to silence the anxious boy. Something to get his ever worrying rambles to just /shut up/ and give him some relaxation.

Much like now.

Eric on his back against the living room couch. It’s soft cushions nearly swallowing his thin frame. Glasses skewed as he stared up with wide teary eyes. Lips open, breathing slowly as if to keep the silence of the room. His legs spread wide open like a filthy magazine.

“Told you to lighten up, Eric.” Derek grunts as he trusts out. Feeling Eric’s inner muscles tightening around the head of his cock. His son’s whines and whimpers for him to push his member back in only led to Derek’s cock to throb harder.

“I – I am, D-Dad…”

“No you didn’t,” Derek rolls his hips, just barely pushing in, “you threw a fit in front of the camera ‘gain.”

“…I…” Eric gulps, trying to move Derek closer, “I didn’t mean it…I – I get…p-panicky when I…see the camera…”

Derek groans as he pushes into Eric’s tight heat. Not wasting time in properly fucking his son. Listening to his surprised moans as he reached over to kiss and bite over his neck. Fingers trailing up and down his lean stomach and chest. Toying with his nipples as he arched into his touch.

Hips against hips, skin against skin, pleasure mixing in between the two like magic.

“You know I’m only doing this to lighten you up,” Derek huffs as he feels his own orgasm fast approaching. His southern drawl thick than usual, “just to ease you right up for the camera again, right?”

“Y-yes, Dad,” Eric pants. His own hard cock dribbling pre cum. Puddling onto his own stomach. A warmth he was all familiar with building up.

“Good,” Derek groans, “cause that’s all you’re good for. Being a pretty boy for the camera and takin’ my cock. That’s all you’re worth, Eric. All – All your fuckin’ worth!”

As if one cue, Derek cums. Holding Eric’s hips tight enough to bruise. Cock spurting cum deep inside him, throbbing in tune with his quicken heart rate. The onset of abuse still tumbling out his mouth as he felt Eric tighten even more around him.

“Just nothin’ more than a pretty face and body. Worth nothing more than a little fucktoy for me to use,” he groans as he watches Eric shudder and cum. Tears welling up in his eyes as he gave into his own release.

“I’m all you got, ain’t I? So, that means you do as you’re told.” Derek rambles. Something he always did if he got some dirty talk in, “I’m your Dad, and that means you do as I say. Right?”

Eric can only look back through his crooked glasses. His cum warm on his skin as he looked up at his father.

“Yes, D-Dad…”

“Good boy…”

[tales-of-a-socialite]

Who has had the greatest impact on their life at the moment?

Drissa perked a brow as she looked to her father. “A bit of a self-indulgent question isn’t that dad?” She tsked him and kissed his cheek, leaving a stain of red. “You are. You’ve always had the greatest impact on my life. And you continue to do so. The day that changes though, I’ll let you know.” She smiled before walking away, waving at him over her shoulder. She had things to plan. 

Thanks @grandpa-swagger