btw happy bisexual pride day to my fellow biās !!!! i love you guys soooooo much !!!! you are forever valid, no matter your preference or experience <333
dean in a pretty pink thong with bows!! dean in your pretty pink thongā¦. dean who likes to sniff your panties and wear them when youāre not around and jerk off with them in his hand :((
yes yes yes. dean who steals your panties from your duffelbag when youāre out with sam and uses them to his heartās contentāsniffing them, trying them on, groping himself through the same fabric youāve worn over your most delicate parts, rutting against your bedsheets while imagining you below him. when he gets himself so stiff and worked up, he finally tugs them off, jerking off his leaking cock with the fabric wrapped around his length. heās quick to hit his peak, spurting hot white ropes right onto the gusset, imagining his seed flooding between your pretty wet folds, instead of just wasted on the lacy fabric. maybe one day, but for now, he stashes the defiled panties deep into his own duffelbag and hopes youāre none the wiser :(
18+ benjamin poindexter is big, needy, and pathetic.
at first you were afraid of what bullseye can do.
you didnāt know benjamin poindexter, but you knew of that other side of him. the blood on his hands that he acted like didnāt exist or just didnāt care to dwell on. how capable he is of destruction that it followed him everywhere he went.
but then he met you.
well, first he followed you. he found your address and place of work. found your parents house and your coworkers husband who stared too long at you when he picked up his wife.
dex watched you walk home from afar because someone should make sure youāre safe, right?
but youāre attentive and when he starts to get closer, you notice him. heās not hard to miss, all that muscle mass and that deafening stare. you lock eyes with him at the grocery store. then, at your local coffee shop when he lifted his hat and visibly gulped. he finally builds up the courage to talk to you then and buys you a cup of coffee, plus some sweet pastry because he knew you hadnāt eaten yet, even though you didnāt tell him.
though when he slips up that the gym by your house is nice, you just knew.
ādid i mention i lived around there?ā you blink at him.
his smile reaches his eyes, crinkling beautifully. āi believe so.ā
calling his bluff and inching closer, you press on, āi believe youāve been following me, Benjamin.ā
everything in his face drops and his expression falters. ānoā¦ i justāi saw you and i thought,ā
āāitās okay,ā you smile, lifting your drink and sipping slowly. eyeās glued to his as they began to soften. āi can learn things too. really interesting things officer.ā
he blinks hard, āi didnāt tell you about my jobā¦ā
āand yet? youād be surprised how much information you can find online.ā
the words die in his mouth and heās left dumbfounded and speechless. still, he stays and he asks for number. you give him it. you could ask him to anything and heāll say yes or soundlessly change the odds so theyāre all in your favour. itās not coercion and itās almost worse than obsession, but the control is all in your hands. he is at your beck and call willingly.
so when he youāre mad at him, he doesnāt know what to do. he just falls apart.
āplease,ā he begs over the phone, āiāll be good i swear. iāll stop fighting just let me come home.ā
from his tone you could tell he was just done crying and it just sounded pathetically beautiful.
āthis is not your home. this is my house.ā you coo as you stir your dinner. āstop calling me dex.ā
you hang up without listening to the rest of his pleading. though less than 10 minutes later, heās at your front door, begging again.
ābaby,ā eyes red and puffy, āi need you, i canāt breathe without you. please, please, donāt cut me off again, justāā he breathes as he ghosts his arm by your shoulders like heās asking for permission. ācan i please stay?ā
you sigh and let him inside the house. he silently walks in, muttering a quiet thank you as he passes you. as soon as you close door and turn, dex is already on his knees.
āwhat the hell are you doing dex?ā
dropping to his knees, his hands caress the backs of your thighs, dropping his head and burying it between them. gripping you tightly like he could bare letting go. āplease take me back. nothing is good without you and itās making me fucking sick, please,ā practically blubbering at this point.
he was so strong and his biceps wrapped around you effortlessly. you could feel the strength just radiating off of him always, like an ever glowing essence.
you sigh, hand touching the nape of his neck and travelling up through his hair while he hums in contentment, āplease stand up.ā
the sound that he makes was teetering the line of desperation and relief. his lips press against the plush of your thigh while his hands rise to cup your ass. with your hand still buried in his hair, you pull him up with a slight tug, trying to get him to stand. though he keeps slowly rising, kissing up your side and dancing over your stomach, the fabric rising with every movement. a soft gasp escapes your lips and his touch slides up your spine, a shiver running through you. he stops just by your neck when you tug his hair harder and he hisses your name though one would argue it was a moan. you shove him gently and tell him to sit down, though you knew he couldāve stopped you.
you tend to his wounds and wipe his face and he watches you the whole time with puppy eyes. you share your dinner with him but you donāt touch again then, he only steals glances between bites.
within the span of an hour heās inching closer to you on the couch and heās watching you when he thinks youāre not looking. no one really cares about the news playing on the television as it repeats something about the AVTF.
his heavy hand rests just under your chest as he pulls you in and buries his nose in your hair, taking a long deep breath in. memorizing your scent like it gave him life.
by the end of night dex is situated between your legs, groaning like it hurts to part from you. he whispers soft thank youās like heās grateful for this meal youāve provided. pushing your legs up higher over his head while you pant and squirm. but dex takes more control then, ignoring your pleas to slow down and dragging you closer to his mouth. maw slack and relentless as he laps and teases. his strong arms wrap and hook around your thighs. tongue teasing the sensitive bud for what felt like eternity. youāll push his head away to no avail, weakly spent as you attempt it.
ādex, enough. i canāt,ā you pant, voice bordering on barely concealed exhaustion and blissful satisfaction.
he shakes his head against you and that only makes you gasp again, throwing your head back.
ānot until you promise hmm?ā he says between his drunken moans, āyou canāt leave me.ā
crying out from overstimulating pleasure you nod, āokay, fuckā i wonāt. you can stay.ā
looking up at you through his hooded eyes, he smiles with them before kissing your inner thigh. he leaves gentle kisses to let you cool off, letting the feeling subside for barely a minute before diving right back into his ministrations. he lets you squeeze yours legs around his head and writhe as you say his name.
ānow really try to suffocate me with these,ā he says as he squeezes your thighs harder around his neck, turning his head to bite the plush of your thighs.
you know youāll let him in again. youāll always let him come back. maybe one day youāll tell him how you follow him too.
can you tell i just rewatched the whole show again?
Licking on dex scar during missionaryā¦ that alone will drive him crazy. heād get sloppy afterwards mumbling and cursing bcs you could do anything to taunt him; he has the patience for it all but licking the scar??? wheww thatād do itā¦.
WHEWWW
and at first he would be thrusting into you slowly and lovingly, his cock sinking into your tummy and drawing little gasps from you. your quivering legs just closing in on his waist every time he draws back and pushes his length into your cunt. and with how tender dex is being it makes you so needy that you just want to kiss him :(( making grabby hands at him until he smiles and lowers his head down for you, letting you wrap your arms around his neck. āneedy girl..ā heāll mumble, knowing he totally loves it when you get like this.
youāre just pecking at his lips and his neck, whines of dex.. and feels sāgood.., sweetly leaving your lips after every smooch. youāve pulled him so close that your cheeks are pressed together and you could hear his breaths in your ear, hard panting and strained groans every so often. and you really werenāt thinking when you did it, your lips were already kissing at his cheekbones when you decided to lick a long stripe against his scar. tongue gliding over the damaged skin with a pant as you hold him close to you, tasting the sweat of darkened scar. and dex just stills in his movements, his cock still snug in between your legs as he takes in how fucking hot that was.
you hear dex groan out a rough, āfuck..ā, his hands moving from holding behind your head to gripping at your hips, sloppily pounding into your cunt with need. and he hits right at your g-spot extracting a sob from your throat, instinctively hiding into dexs shoulder. āhey, stop that. keep doing what you were doing sweetheart.. for me yeah?ā dex urges, taking one of his hands from your hips and pulling your head from his neck. with tears running down your face you start to lap at dexs face again, and you give him little kitten licks at his scar with a whimper.
his mouth curls into a grin and he bites his lip, eyes shut in pleasure as his hips rock into you harshly. āatta girl just like that..ā you hear, feeling your core tighten up with an intense orgasm creeping up on you.
you can barely keep up steady licks on dexs cheek, only managing a slick stripe on his skin every moment from how much heās rocking you back and forth on the bed. and his thrusts stutter when you clench around his length, tightly squeezing around him while you cum, his cock having to pry itself from your sopping folds. dex is mumbling curses in your ear and you know heās about to cum himself, cos he gets all sloppy and hazy, cock pulsing with the need to paint your walls. dex plunges his load in your hole with lowly moan ā youāre hiding in his shoulder again, and his face is all messy with spit because of you!
stalker!bullseye breaking in and fucking you with the suit and mask on, then comforting you as neighbour!dex when you tell him what bullseye did to you :(
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