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TWIN PEAKS AFTER DARK ★

- olderbf!frank iero x sweetheartsub!reader (fem) ⋆˚꩜｡

summary: olderbf!frank fucks reader in his truck to tucker her out after a shift at the rr diner ♡

warnings: 18+, smut, daddy kink, spanking, praise, dom/sub dynamic, overstimulation, puppy play, rough & gentle sex, fingering.

the town of twin peaks hummed with its usual quiet strangeness under the thick canopy of douglas firs. the double r diner was the heart of it all, where locals gathered for cherry pie and endless cups of coffee, whispering to each other in unspoken, cruel secrecy. you were the ‘cutest little waitress there’ said your boyfriend frank, whom was older, steady as the mountains around the town, with a weathered face and eyes that had seen too much but still softened whenever they landed on you. he had come into the diner months ago, ordering black coffee and watching you with that quiet intensity. now he was your boyfriend, the one who picked you up after late shifts, the one who knew you beyond shyness and beauty.

the evening shift dragged on, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead as you wiped down counters and refilled mugs. norma gave you a knowing smile from the kitchen. outside, the mist rolled in from the woods, carrying that eerie quiet, and you were really, really tired. you glanced at the clock, heart fluttering. frank would be here soon.

he arrived just as you finished your last table, his truck rumbling to a stop under the neon sign. you slipped out the back door, apron folded neatly in your bag, and climbed in beside him. his big hand found your thigh immediately, squeezing gently, thumb stroking the soft skin there.

“hey there, sweet girl,” he murmured, voice low and warm, and he kissed your forehead fondly. “long shift?”

you nodded, biting your lip, eyes downcast, and shifted closer to him on the seat. “yeah… thought about you the whole time.”

he smiled, pulling the truck onto the winding road that led away from the diner, headlights cutting through the thickening fog. instead of heading straight to the cabin, he turned down a familiar dirt pull-off deep in the woods, the same secluded spot where the trees pressed close and the world felt far away, the usual place he’d fuck you and let you cry it all out and tire you before bed. the engine ticked as he cut it off, leaving only the soft sounds of night outside.

“come here, baby,” he said, patting his lap.

you climbed over the console without hesitation, straddling him carefully in the dim cab, your small hands resting on his broad shoulders. he cupped your face, kissing you slow and deep at first, his tongue coaxing yours with patient care. “did so well today, worked real hard huh?”

his hands roamed down your back, dipping under your skirt to find the edge of those tiny little panties. he groaned softly against your mouth, fingers tracing the thin lace. “wearing these for me all day? fuck, sweet girl.”

you whined at that, pressing closer, letting your body melt against his chest, hips shifting just a little in quiet invitation. he lifted your skirt higher, one hand sliding between your thighs to rub you through the damp fabric, cupping your pretty pussy. you whimpered softly, burying your face in his neck, breath quickening as he pushed the panties aside and slipped two thick fingers inside you.

“that’s it,” he whispered, voice steady and reassuring. “let daddy take care of you. you’re safe right here with me.”

he worked his fingers deeper, curling them just right while his other hand held your hip firmly, guiding your movements. your fingers clutched at his shirt, small yips escaping as you rocked against his hand, obedient and eager. “f-feels so good- mph!” the windows started to fog up, the truck rocking slightly, he added a third finger, stretching you open.

“mphh! f-frank- ah-” you breathed, voice shaky.

“i know, baby. i know what you need.” he unzipped his jeans, freeing his cock, hard and heavy. he guided you up, then pulled you down onto him in one smooth motion, filling you completely. you gasped, nails digging lightly into his shoulders as he thrust up hard, hands gripping your waist.

the roughness came fast after that. he fucked you with deep, powerful strokes, the truck creaking under the force, his hips snapping up to meet you every time you sank down. one hand fisted in your hair, tugging your head back so he could kiss your throat, while the other smacked your ass sharply, the sound muffled in the small space. you took every thrust, body trembling as you yelped in pleasure, drool slipping down your chin.

he pounded into you rough and relentless, the angle letting him hit deep with every drive. “good pup, taking me so well like this.” his words stayed gentle even as his grip tightened and his pace grew punishing, cock slamming into your soaked pussy again and again. the tiny panties stayed shoved to the side, lace digging into your skin as he used you hard.

you came first, clenching around him tight, forehead pressed to his shoulder, little cries muffled against his shirt. he didn’t slow, fucking you through it with firm, steady praise. “that’s my sweet girl.. doin so good”

he flipped you suddenly, laying you across the seat on your back with your legs pushed wide and high. “nghh- da-daddy no! mhh- cant-”the position made everything tighter as he thrust back in, rougher now, one hand pinning your wrists above your head while the other rubbed your clit in tight circles. the car windows were completely fogged, the world outside nothing but shadows and mist.

“come again for me, baby,” he growled softly, pounding deep. you did, shaking and gasping, body surrendering completely under him. frank followed soon after, burying himself to the hilt and filling you with hot pulses of cum, groaning your name like a prayer.

afterward, he stayed inside you for a long moment, catching his breath, then pulled out carefully. he gathered you into his arms across the seat, wiping your tears with gentle thumbs and kissing your forehead, your cheeks, the tip of your nose. “breathe easy, sweet girl… got you.. such a good puppy.”

he straightened your tiny panties and skirt with tender hands, holding you close as the truck cooled around you. outside, the woods were unsettling, but in the quiet cab with frank, everything felt safe and right. you nestled against his chest, small and content, listening to his steady heartbeat.