Old Enough to Be My Dad- Dilf! Frank Iero
pairing: dilf!frank x younger fem!reader
summary: stage crew reader (around 19 to early 20’s) working for the tour with her and dilf!frank hooking up on the side. a lot of dirty talk. just porn no plot really!
a/n: this was so much fun to write! plz enjoy :3 btw sorry if there’s typos im so sleep deprived
tags: nsfw, daddy kink, praise kink, degradation kink, slight masochism, age gap, dom/sub, power struggle
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You don’t know how it happened. First you couldn’t have cared less about him, he was like 40 after all, you just did your job, finished your shift and got out. After all, you were just a part of the crew. You had taken only this job as you were taking a gap year from a complete college burnout. The pay was sub-par at best but after all, you didn’t exactly do much but sit around and look pretty. But somehow that turned into small conversation with the guitarist, tiny exchanges and glances that left you feeling hot and bothered. Those turned into flirty glances, lingering stares that got you red in the face.
You never really had a thing for older guys but something about Frank Iero made you ignore every rational thought in your head.
"I need you." Your voice came out in a whimper, grinding your hips against a man much too old for you to be doing this with, hands grabbing at his shoulders and chest frantically, desperately. You felt yourself getting wet, you couldn't take it. You needed him.
It was exciting. New? Hot? It was a thrill you didn’t know existed in this way. All you knew is you needed him now and fast.
"Oh princess," Frank cooed, tucking your hair behind your ear and resting his hand there against your face. "You gonna be my good girl?"
He rocked his hips up against yours, ever so slightly. Just enough for you to feel it, not enough to relieve you.
Your hands dragged up and down his torso, tattoos adorning pale skin.
"You're so hot." You whined, leaning to kiss him, stubble rough against your skin.
"Fuck," Frank moaned against your lips.
Your mouth was hot against him, spit dripping down your chin from the wet kisses that had your teeth clashing against his, the tip of his tongue grazing your lips.
"Daddy," You couldn't stop the moan that escaped your mouth. You froze. Tense against him. You hadn't expected that to be the thing that came out of your mouth.
"Oh Princess," Frank smiled, you could see the gears turning in his head. "What was that?"
Your face was flushed, not just from the kissing. Your thighs tightened around his hips, grinding against his jeans, trying everything to not fall apart right there.
"Daddy..." It came out mumbled, uncertain.
Frank traced up your back with one rough, calloused hand, grabbing a fistful of hair at the base of your neck which earned a small whimper from you. He pulled you in closer. "You can do better than that, can't you? If you're gonna sound like a slut at least own it."
"Daddyyy," You whined, drawing out every syllable. Rocking your hips against him, aching to feel anything, your underwear soaked.
His hand moved from your hair to your hips, gripping them hard enough to leave bruises the next day.
A girl could only dream, right?
"Is that what you want?" You could hear the smirk in his voice. "You want daddy's dick in you? Wanna be fucked like a good girl?"
You nodded immediately. "Please, sir."
"Not gonna get it that easy," Franks eyes trailed down to your clothed torso. "Why the fuck is this still on?"
He thumbed at the cloth, frowning. "Be a good girl and show off for me, hm? You gotta earn being fucked."
You scrambled to take your shirt and underwear off. Completely naked, straddling his lap, your wet pussy rubbing against the rough denim of his jeans.
"Good girl," Frank praised as his hands traced up your waist to your tits. He groped them and moaned, leaning to take your nipple in his mouth, his teeth grazing it, just enough to make you wince. Though the hurt was immediately followed by his wet tongue tracing your nipple.
Your noises filled the otherwise silent room.
“Aw baby,” He cooed as his hand dropped lower to touch your wet folds. “Made a mess down here.”
Moans rolled off your tongue like a prayer as he teased your hole, pressing his fingers against your cunt, not letting you relieve the desperation that crawled up your throat and came out as choked sobs.
He was unforgiving. Coercing every ounce of wet desire he could get out of you, he loved the power he had over you. How he could have you for hours, teasing you and whispering sweet nothings until you broke.
“I think you’ve had enough.” Frank smiled as he stared at your body, pathetic and dripping. Silently begging him for something- anything. “You deserve it, don’t you darling?”
“Please.” Was all you could muster out through your tears, feeling the heat in the pit of your stomach.
Finally, as if a gift from above, he stood to unbuckle his pants, the sound of the zipper made your heart skip a beat.
Standing on his knees, he flipped you over and grabbed a fistful of your hair yet again to arch your back against him as he lined himself up with your cunt. Rubbing himself against you and nudging his head in slowly.
“Such a pretty girl,” His voice deep, coated in desire. You moaned.
“You gonna be good?” He asked.
“God, yes.” You were so desperate and dazed. “I’ll do anything for you.”
“Good girl.” The infliction of his voice got rougher as he filled you up, sliding right into your wet pussy. “God, so fucking tight.“
All you could do was moan and cry out as he slammed his hips into yours at a pace that made you see stars. All you could do was close your eyes and feel.
“God, y/n,” Frank moaned. “You take me so well.”
The only thing filling the room were sounds so filthy it made you close. Skin slapping together, your wet pussy, your own and Frank’s moans stringing together, grunts and whines, uncontrollable and desperate.
“Say my name, princess.” He demanded as he thrust into you, hard. Fast. Unforgiving.
“Daddy,” You chanted it over and over again, feeling yourself getting closer. “Daddy, please. I need you. I want you. I want you to cum in me.”
“Oh yeah?” Frank grunted. “You’re such a dirty slut.”
“Fuck!” You cried out. “I-I’m so close, daddy.”
“My dirty slut, you gonna cum all over my dick?”
Before you could even respond you felt yourself go over the edge, gripping the sheets beneath you like they might disappear at any second. Moaning and shaking, Frank fucking you through your high.
A few seconds later his hips sputtered against yours. Slamming into you hard as he came with your name on his lips.
There was a beat of silence as you both collected yourselves, panting.
“Fuck baby,” There was the presence of laughter in his voice. “You are just- god.”
Pulling out, you both collapsed on the bed next to each other. Shoulders touching, sweaty, not bothering to clean up. Whatever.
“Daddy, huh?” Frank spoke next to you, breathless.
“Yeah well, you are old enough to be my father, Iero.” You teased, chuckling softly.
