Corrupting a "naive" himbo
NSFW WORK
Imagine a dumb himbo with huge ass and tits. The way they jiggle when he moves catches the attention of everyone. Especially yours. You are his superior and moreover you are married with 2 kids but you still couldn't control yourself around him. Him being so naive didn't even know what he was doing to you.
After a office party, he ended up with the responsibility of making sure your drunken self reaches home safe. When he carries you to your bedroom, you grab his tie and push him towards your bed landing on top of him.
"s-sir what are y-you doing" he cried out but you have already decided to fuck him senseless in the same bed in which you slept with your partner. But turns out he is a huge slut for you, spreading his legs without hesitation with you ordered him to.
You came about 5 or 6 times that night, but you still continued to fuck him like the slut he is. Even spanking him and playing with his red erect nipples.
The next morning, when you go to work, he pushes you into a office cubicle and goes down to his knees and begs for your cock.
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Patrick Blanco X Male!Reader.
Patrick Blanco | Elite
Third person Pov
Your straight. At least that's what you convince yourself for the last two days after an Accident in the locker room, Patrick was just being... Patrick. A tease.
As ussual you we're showering peacefully minding your own bussiness when Patrick came to the room, he was giving you one of those smiles.
Trouble smile.
"Wanna help me me out? Can't reach my back side."
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Could you do something for Sunny Day Jack having a boyfriend who's just as obsessed with him?
This is a little off request but I still think it's good :)
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Jack can’t help but sigh as he presses himself to the door, listening in as you replay Ian’s voicemails for the thousandth time. He doesn’t know what you get from listening to them. You always seem so…heart broken after.
That’s why it’s good that he’s here!
Jack will always be here to pick up the pieces when your heart breaks, but as much as he enjoys being your knight in shining armor he just really…really wishes you would stop putting yourself through this.
“Jack?”
He practically jumps out of his skin when you say his name. Quickly fleeing the doorway in an attempt to pretend he was doing anything other than spying on you.
“Jack?” You repeat, opening the door to your room, and smiling when you finally catch sight of him lounging on the couch.
Your face is red, eyes heavy with tears, he just knows you’ve been crying.
You need him right now.
“I think…I think you’re right.”
“Of course I am Sunspot.” The answer is instinctual, even though Jack isn’t sure what exactly he’s right about.
His response makes you smile, which just makes his heart skip a beat inside your chest.
“You’re right…about Ian, I mean.”
This is what he’s been waiting for. Waiting for you to realize that you’re too good for Ian, that you’ve always been too good for him. You deserve better than someone who’d cheat on you.
You deserve the very best.
“I don’t need him.”
Jack could practically sing. He's so excited to finally hear those words leave your lips.
“Things are fine, just the two of us. He’s the one who ruined things, not me.”
“Exactly.” Jack finally finds himself breaking through his elated surprise to respond, crossing the distance between you both and pulling you into a firm hug.
“It’ll be just you and me against the world, ____.”
You deserve the very best, and Jack’s the only one who can give it to you.
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Can you do SD jack tying up his s/o because he loves them so much and doesn't want to let them leave
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“...”
Why did this always happen?
You stare blankly at your phone, and the text your boss had sent you, asking you to come in. He didn’t even give a reason.
How are you going to tell Jack?
Things have been busy since Shaun has been staying with you, and you’ve not been able to talk to Jack as much as you used to. And you’d promised him that as soon as you had a day off, and Shaun was gone, he’d have you all to himself.
Just in time too.
Thanks to all the craziness in your routine, you’d had to miss a couple episodes of the show you and Jack had been watching before Shaun arrived.
And getting caught up on that had been the plan today.
Just you, Jack, and mind numbingly good TV.
That had been the plan at least.
Until this.
“Hey Sunshine, the popcorn is done!” Jack calls opening the door to your room, you don’t look up from your phone, yet you can feel his eyes on you.
“What’s wrong?” He asks, instant concern in his voice, “It’s not-”
You don’t let him finish.
Quickly you shake your head.
Ian’s the last thing you want to think about right now.
Looking up, you’re just in time to see the way Jack’s whole body seems to relax realizing it wasn’t Ian bothering you.
“Then what’s wrong, ____?” He softens making his way over to sit beside you on the bed. “Work?”
“Yeah.” You confirm with a sigh, showing him the message from your boss.
“Well…” The disappointment in Jack’s voice is audible, “You aren’t going to go in, are you?”
This response actually takes you off guard, and you blink at Jack several times, before wetting your lips and answering.
“I have to.”
“Nah, you don’t have to,” Jack says shrugging, and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “I mean…if it were that urgent, he’d call you right? But he just sent a text.”
And then he just…casually snatches your cell phone out of your hands! Too fast for you to even stop him.
“Jack, come on!” You whine, trying to grab your phone back, only to be stopped by his arm around your shoulder. While you twist and turn in his grasp to try and grab your phone, Jack sets it on your bedside table.
“You promised me, Sunbeam.” His words, the way he says them, the nickname, it all has you feeling incredibly guilty.
“I know I did, but I can’t just miss work!”
“You aren’t even on the schedule! Just tell him you’re busy.”
You can’t help but flush when you realize the position you’ve found yourself in. In your earnest attempts at getting your cell phone back you’ve somehow found yourself pinned to the bed under Jack.
It reminds you of your more intimate moment on the couch a few days prior, and you can’t stop the heat from rising to your cheeks.
“Come on. If you’re so intent on leaving I guess I’ll just have to make sure you can’t.”
“Jack!”
Before you hadn’t thought it was possible but your face turns even darker red when Jack reaches beneath our bed grabbing the rope you keep there for reasons.
It feels like a game, more than actual fight to get away, as you thrash on the bed with Jack, until eventually you lose, arms tied behind your back.
You pout at him.
“At least text my boss and tell him I won’t be coming.”
“Got it~”
It’s hard to be mad at Jack, you decide as you make your way to the living room, arms bound behind your back, to where snacks and the TV are waiting.
You really did need a break.
Even if it took being literally tied up to allow yourself to realize it.
Jack was right.
He always seems to know what’s best for you.
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