#lee bodecker headcanons

[buckyownsmylife]

Headcanon- Lee Bodecker with a reader who has a degradation kink

Ooh, he’d be so into that shit!

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He’d start by ordering you to meet him at a bar without your underwear

Something you’d never do on your own

Something that’d make you think less of yourself for doing

Not for any other reason than the fact that a good girl like you shouldn’t be in a bar alone

Sitting by yourself without any underwear or a brassiere

But he liked to make you stew

Liked that all you had was that angelic little white dress covering your otherwise naked body

While there were so many people

So many men

Around you

But then, once he arrived, he wouldn’t waste any time before dragging you to the back alley

“You’re taking me home, Sheriff?” You asked, all coy and innocent

He had to laugh at you

“Absolutely not.”

He’d push you against the cold brick wall, ripping your dress easily under his manly hands

“You wanna act like a whore, I’m fucking you like a whore.”

“Get on your fucking knees.”

You trembled as you did what he said

Not because of the cold of the air on your naked body

Not even because you were scared someone would look your way and see you naked in public, on your knees for the Sheriff

You knew no one would dare look your way, anyway

Not when you were Lee’s girl

Even if he did like to treat you like a slut

No, you trembled in desire as you looked up at him in all his power, ready to be used for his sick pleasure

“Say you want this, little slut,” he ordered, gathering your hair in his fist.

“I want you,” you tried to concede, but that wasn’t what he wanted to hear

“Say you want to be used by me.”

Another shiver ran down your spine

“I want you to use me, Daddy.”

The sick smile that spread over Lee’s lips made everything worth it

And then he pulled you to his cock

“Yeah, there you go...” He mocked, immediately chocking you on it

“You like getting your mouth fucked, don’t you, whore?” He’d snicker, enjoying every tear that fell from your wide eyes

“This is all you’re good for,” he’d taunt

“Not even for breeding”

“Just to service me on your knees, anywhere and anytime I want”

I wouldn’t be opposed 🤷‍♀️

[buckyownsmylife]

Hello my darling wife, I hope you’re feeling better ❤️❤️

What about a headcanon with Lee where he has to look after you while you’re ill and he’s a bit clueless

I am, dearest, thanks to your love and care!

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Lee was adorably helpless as he stared at your sleeping body in the bed you two shared

It wasn’t usual for you to take so long to wake up

But that morning you’d rose later than him, and excused yourself to go back to bed once breakfast was done

It was the first time you got sick in over a year of marriage

And he had no idea what to do to help you get better

So he just climbed on the bed and gathered you in his arms

Because having you in them made him feel better

Which admittedly, was a bit egoistical on his end

But you didn’t seem to mind it by the time you woke up to find your very serious husband looking intently at you

“What’s wrong?” You asked, reaching out to cradle his cheek gently

“… I feel guilty,” he’d end up admitting, cringing internally at himself

“Why?” You’d question, sitting up on the bed to look at him properly

“It’s not your fault. I’m just a little under the weather. It happens sometimes.”

He’d groan, pulling you to his lap so he could bury his nose on the crook of your neck

“Remember how you were when you had flu a few months back?”

He’d mumble something against your skin, but it was unintelligible

“What was that?”

“That’s exactly why I feel guilty!” He’d complain once he managed to separate himself from your warmth

“You took such great care of me, I want to do the same to you.”

You’d coo at your husband’s ways, because really, who wouldn’t?

“Awn, honey, the difference is that back then, you told me what you needed to feel better,” you were quick to reassure him

“And I know you’d do anything to please me, but I’m perfectly fine just being with you right now.”

You’d pull him to lay down in bed with you again

“I promise you it’s alright, honey. Just… don’t leave me, okay?

And with a kiss to your temple, Lee would assure you, “Never.”

Soft!Lee is everything to me

[buckyownsmylife]

Lee bodecker headcannons were he convinces his innocent girl who hasn't done it before to suck him off telling her how to do it and just keeps talking filth the whole way through it.

I love the way you think 😈

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He’d be taking you on rides across town for a while

Getting you all giggly and wide-eyed as he reached for your thigh and rested his big hand there

You’d bite your lip to suppress the whimper that would threaten to escape just from his squeezes

It had to escalate eventually

And thankfully for Lee, you were more than eager to help ease his tensions when he suggested it to you

“W-what do I do?” You’d ask the first time you agreed to try it out, eying the bulge on his pants wearily

“Jesus fucking Christ, you really are innocent, huh?” He’d chuckle

“Come here.”

He’d take your hand in his, using it to rub his hard-on

And he’d relish in it for a little bit, allowing you to get acquainted with it

But of course, he’d get fed up with it fairly quickly

“Let me unzip this for you.”

You’d gasp when his naked cock was exposed to you for the first time, feeling your whole body grow warmer at the sight of it

Especially with the way Lee held it, slowly jerking it off

It made you feel things good innocent girls like you definitely shouldn’t be feeling

And the way your panties felt drenched was definitely a testament to that

But when you reached over to take it in your hands, he did call you a good girl

In fact, when you hesitatingly leaned over to give it an experimental lick, he wrapped his hands around your hair and moaned, “Yes, good girl”

And you wanted to keep hearing that

So you did as he said and wrapped your mouth around the head of his member, sucking lightly

That earned you a loud, “Fuck,” that scared the hell out of you

But as his hands went back to your hair, caressing your scalp, you relaxed once more, slowly taking more and more of him in your mouth

“Such a good girl for me,” he’d whisper, fascinated by the sight of you patiently swallowing him. “Letting me use your mouth.”

You didn’t know what it was

Maybe the idea of him using you

But his words made you moan around his length, which quickly made things spiral out of control as Lee instinctively thrusted up into you, choking you on his cock

It’d feel so fucking great that he wouldn’t let you come up for air

“Oh, fuck, don’t stop,” he’d groan, followed by another, “fuck.”

All while you were quickly becoming a drooly mess all over him

When he did eventually let you go at your own pace, he’d reach over and lightly spank your ass before grabbing it

“Can’t wait to teach you other things,” he’d whisper, fingers dancing over the edge of your ruined underwear

He ruins mine all the time and I’ve never even given him a blowjob - the problems of falling in love with a fictional character istg 😭

[buckyownsmylife]

Orrrr another idea since I’m a huge hoe for Lee, reader is at a bar on her own and some guy is hitting on her but won’t take the hint to leave her alone then Lee steps in

This man seriously 🤤

I get you, 100% - and per usual, I got you!

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You’d known going to the bar alone in this little town you once called home was trouble

But three years away in Hollywood made everyone underestimate just how small-minded people can be

Even if said people had known you all your life, you were now practically a stranger to everyone there

Which meant that every drunk mess of a man who found themselves in the only bar in town at 9PM on a Thursday currently had their eyes set on you

“Why are you alone, baby?” Ron, a guy you’d always known for his constant state of disorder in his life, mind, and attire, took a seat next to you

You tried to hide your scoff, but the smell of booze on him made you dry heave

Thankfully, you didn’t have to deal with him for long

A familiar figure soon appeared right over his shoulder, hands on his hips as he stared at the drunk man by your side

“You better get out of here before I throw your ass in jail for the night, Ron.”

You shivered at the authority in his tone

Sheriff Bodecker had always had a peculiar effect on you, even as a young girl

Something that didn’t escape his eyes, even though he never treated you as anything other than what you were - a little girl

Everything had changed now, though

You were back and you were famous

And you were definitely of age now

“And you,” he turned his attention to you now that Ron had disappeared and the rest of the drunk men had scattered, too scared of Lee acting all authoritarian

“You should know better than to go to bars alone around here.”

“Actually, you shouldn’t be going to bars around here - or anywhere else.”

You laughed lightly as he pulled you away from the bar and in the direction of the familiar vehicle that he still drove

“So you’re gonna take *me to jail, Sheriff?”

Lee’s head snapped to the side, surprised by the question

“Of course not! I’m taking you home! Get in!”

You pouted but did as he said, trying to ignore how soaked the entire situation had made you

Lee looked like he had a hundred things he wanted to say, but was refraining to do so, so you just chuckled under your breath and waited

It would eventually come out

“You can’t behave here like you do in your movies,” he grunted suddenly, picking up your attention

“You’ve seen my movies?” They were honest-to-God movies, but you knew they featured some scenes of you taking part in more… sensual activities

“Of course, I did.” He seemed almost offended that you’d think differently, but in all the years Sheriff Bodecker had been friends with your family, you’d never seen him do anything just for leisure

Except drinking, of course

“And what did you think of it?” You pressed, almost giddy in thinking of what the Sheriff saw you doing

He glanced at you a few times before clearing his throat like he was buying time to find an answer

But you already knew what that meant

So you leaned over him, a hand on his thigh as you asked in his ear, “Did you touch yourself while thinking of me, Sheriff?”

Lee’s heart felt like it would fly out of his mouth

You were someone he knew as a kid, and even though you most definitely weren’t anything innocent anymore, he still felt guilty for what he did

All guilt went out the window when your hand covered his crotch, though

Your sinful whisper asking him, “Will you show me how you do it?”

It stirred a carnal hunger deep within Lee

A desire to have you writhing underneath him

Especially when you pressed, “How do you touch yourself when you think about me, Sheriff?”

TELL ME NOW

[slothspaghettiwrites]

Sheriff Daddy Headcanons no one asked for

Lee Adopts Stray Dogs

After the shit with the Russell kid when he was a deputy, Lee starts noticing dogs more. He starts seeing them in people's yard,

In the street.

He never wants to see another dog suffer, never wants to see what happened to the Russell kids dog happen to another animal.

So he just started picking up strays cause he lives alone in that stupid house in Brewer Heights he bought for his whore ex wife (I said what I said). It feels empty all by himself.

The first dog is older, she doesn't get to stay with Lee long, but he pampers her until she crosses the rainbow bridge. She really liked to snuggle up with Lee when he watched the evening news. He didn't care about the hair on the couch. His old lady liked to cuddle, so they did.

The second and third overlapped a little. They get along well and Lee is happy they've got a friend in each other while he had to work. He loved coming home to the taping feet on the floor. He didn't even mind when the younger one ate his hat that one time. He just loved coming home to someone that loved him so unconditionally and were sad to see him leave.

This need to save, be the saviour for these innocent pups, is how he meets you.

He ate dinner out again, trying to avoid the empty house. He'd been thinking, lost in thought really, about going down to the pound to get a new friend, but then he hears a fight on the walk back to the station.

He's off duty. He didn't really want to have break up an arguement between a few drunks, but then there was a scream.

His flash light clicked on at the end of the alley and he felt his blood boil. You were defending a large dog from a group of boys.

They scatter when when they see him and he can't help but chuckle when you holler at them to get back here.

"Ma'am is this your dog?" Lee looked down at agressive looking animal cowering behind you, feeling his heartstrings being pulled.

The poor thing looks terrifed.

Your stuttering, hesitant answer tells him it ain't yours, but you'd rather lie than risk the poor thing being taken to the pound.

"C'mon, I got a spare leash in the cruiser. I can take her home."

So Lee has a new dog, and he figures out real quick she's got a lot of trust issues. She takes a long time to warm up to him. It doesn't help that you keep coming to his house to check on her.

You call her Maple because she's so sweet. But only for you.

Lee gets used to your weekend visits and occasionally evening pit stops. It brightens both his and Maple's day.

He also could get used to you bringing around hot dinners and bake goods.

"Darlin', don't you have anything better to do?" He asked once around a bite of pie. Maple was staring up at him, begging and drooling all over the kitchen floor. He smiles down at her and dabs the tiniest bit of Cool Whip on her nose for a treat.

You just smile a bit bashful and say no.

Then one night something happens to Maple and Lee can't figure out what. He doesn't know what to do, so he calls you.

And you rush over, barely dressed and freaking out. What had he done to Maple?

But then you see her and you know what's going on. Maple is having puppies.

Lee and you stay up all night with her. She gives birth to TEN puppies.

And when they are cleaned up, and Maple seems content, you fall into Lee, exhausted. He slings an arm over your shoulder and you snuggle up more to him.

"You better get used to me being here," you yawn. "We're parents now."

And yeah, Lee could get used to you being around all the time.