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☁ from stranger things, i write for eddie munson, robin buckley, billy hargrove or steve harrington ☁ from marvel, i write for bucky barnes, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, jake lockley, marc spector, steven grant, layla el-faouly and miguel o'hara ☁ from star wars, i write for poe dameron, or din djarin (the mandalorian) ☁ from triple frontier, i write for frankie morales and santiago garcia ☁ miscellaneous oscar isaac characters i write for include basil stitt, jonathan levy, duke leto, kane and orestes (agora) ☁ miscellaneous pedro pascal characters i write for include joel miller, javier peña, jack daniels (agent whiskey), dio morrissey ☁ miscellaneous sebastian stan characters i write for include lee bodecker, carter baizen and charles blackwood

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sebsbrokentoe · 3 years

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Bestie!! Could I request some Lee Bodecker smut, maybe him driving the reader down a back road and then having an absolutely filthy time in the backseat of his police cruiser (or on top of the hood) in the middle of the woods??? 🥵💕

Back Road

A/N: ok so I'm very nervous about this cause it's my first full on smut and honestly I don't know how I feel about the turnout but I hope everyone likes it.

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warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, spit kink, nipple play, clit rubbing, daddy and sir kink, choking, kinda public sex, car sex, dirty talk, degradation. (also I have no idea how to tag these so if I missed anything please let me know)

word count: 1635

AGAIN LAST WARNING THIS IS 18+ ONLY!!

The ride home was filled with silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable in any way, the two of you were just restless to get home. Dinner tonight was filled with teasing glances from both ends and wandering hands under the table. The both of you were already under scrutiny from the town, for absolutely no reason but if they had seen where Lee’s fingers were wandering, you would’ve been the talk of the town and you hated being talked about. Luckily you convinced him, with your innocent puppy eyes, but not before he gave you a warning for denying him his pussy.

He didn’t even touch you throughout the ride, the only time he looked at you was when you both were leaving and he was being a gentleman to open the passenger door. Normally, whenever you had a long ride ahead, it would be filled with him teasing you until you were begging to cum. Especially if you wore a dress or skirt for easy access, which is what you were wearing right now.

You knew he loved this dress and you knew it would drive him crazy, and it did, during dinner but now you were confused on how he was holding himself back. Before you could even think, your hands had a mind of their own when you moved towards his belt buckle, ready to undo it. He looked at you with an amused look on his face, which made you want to squeeze your legs together, but you pulled your emotions together.

He didn’t say anything when you undid his buckle, not a word when you opened his zip, not even a sound when you palmed him through his boxers. You studied his face to look for any emotions that could’ve been peeking through. But he was stoic, which meant he was trying not to show what he was feeling. You decided to tease him, trying to push his buttons. He was always to the point when it came to himself. He hated whenever you tried to tease him, but sometimes you did it just for him to take it out on you. You loved when he took charge of you, being rough with you. He never crossed the line though, having a safeword made him feel better whenever he thought he was being too much, but even if you just said stop, he would stop.

So you felt safe with him taking control, which made your sex better, a boundary set in place for the both of you.

You now were pulling his cock out, and you smiled when you heard a hiss from him. Of course, he was hard, he could get hard from just looking at you. He wasn't embarrassed by that at all, it just made you more confident in what you were doing.

Instead of stalling, you let your spit dribble down to the head of his cock, knowing how much that affected him. You knew it did something to him, when he almost swerved off the road, cursing under his breath.

You didn’t waste any time, moving your hand up and down to get it lubricated, swiping the pre-cum off the tip with your thumb to bring it to your mouth to suck it off. You looked at him while you did it, swirling your tongue around your thumb to taste him, smiling like an angel after, your other hand still moving up and down his cock.

His jaw clenched when you moved down to finally put his cock in your mouth. The scenery in front of him, almost making him cum, but he controlled himself. You slowly began to move your head in a rhythm, paving yourself and fisting the rest of his cock in the same way.

His head was thrown back, struggling to keep his eyes on the road when all he wanted to do was watch you make a mess of his cock.

“My pretty little slut couldn’t wait, huh? You couldn’t stop yourself from sucking daddy’s cock. I’m sure you’re dripping between your legs, just waiting for daddy to fuck you” Your eyes rolled back, at the sound of his husky voice, causing you to hum, while his cock throbbed in your mouth.

Suddenly the car stopped and you were pulled off him and was met by his lips. He wasn’t trying to be gentle, and you couldn’t care less. All you wanted was for him to fuck you, wherever the two of you were, you didn’t care at the moment that someone could see, all you thought of was him.

You were thinking so much during your makeout session, that you didn’t know when he bunched up your dress to pull you over his lap, your back hitting the steering wheel, but you couldn’t feel the pain from that. He still didn’t stop kissing you, only stopping to move down your throat, sucking and licking, wanting to mark you up.

You were growing impatient and started to grind your hips against his, but he stopped you. Groaning, you were getting frustrated, not liking his teasing all of a sudden.

“You don’t like the taste of your own medicine, huh? Well sit there and don’t move, otherwise you don’t get to cum. So be a good slut and look pretty on my lap” Your eyes were wide with lust, practically dripping from his instructions. You knew he wasn’t playing around after you teased him, so you listened, tried to at least, you were too worked up to stay still.

“I need some words, do you understand?” With one eyebrow raised and an amused smirk on his face, he swiftly moved his hand down to your clit, finding it instantly. Your head was thrown back in pleasure at the movement of his fingers rubbing your wet pussy. He took his other hand to wrap it around your throat, squeezing slightly, the way he knew you liked it. The actions almost bringing you to an orgasm, but you held yourself back, you don’t know how, but you did.

“I said, do you understand?” He squeezed your throat again, rubbing your clit even faster, trying to push you to your orgasm.

“I understand, sir” You knew that adding sir would make your punishment slightly better and drive him crazy. You knew it worked because as soon as you said it he stopped any action on your clit, to rub the slick on his fingers on his cock to lubricate it. He still had a hand on your throat to keep you still, knowing that you couldn’t stay still.

“You ready for daddy’s cock, you want me to fill you up, want me to breed you, huh you filthy slut, come on beg for daddy’s cock.” He pulled you close from the hold he had on your throat, brushing his lips on yours, while simultaneously thrusting his hips so his cock would rub against your pussy. You moaned against your lips, trying to get some sort of word out, but the pressure was building up inside of you again, just from the friction against your clit.

“Come on sweetheart, where are your words? I haven’t even fucked you yet and you're already cockdrunk. You’re lucky I’m in a good mood sweetheart, so I’m just gonna fuck you until you find the words to stop me.” Before you could even take in what he said, he thrusted into you, moaning at the same time, feeling how you clenched around him. Your jaw dropped, at the feeling of him, so deep inside of you, filling you completely.

“Fuck sweetheart, you’re gripping me so tight, shit this pussy loves my cock, huh guess it’s mine now. Tell me, honey, is this my pussy?” You didn’t know how he expected you to speak while he was thrusting up into you, hitting your cervix every fucking time, while lightly squeezing your throat, adding more to your pleasure. The look on his face was on you loved, his mouth opened, groaning after each thrust, spouting filthy words at you, his eyes flitting between looking at your face and your pussy swallowing his cock, your juices leaking onto his cock.

He didn’t like your dress was still on, so he pulled it down to reveal your breasts, biting on his lip when he saw you weren’t wearing a bra. He quickly held your hips with one hand, making you do the work to bounce up and down his cock, which made your breasts jiggle at the movements. He moved his lips to wrap them around your nipple, licking and sucking on them while looking up at you with your eyes closed shut because of all the pleasure you were getting.

He felt you tighten around him again and moved his hand to play with your clit, knowing it’ll push you over the edge, moving away from your breasts.

“Go on sweetheart, you wanna cum, you wanna be a good slut and cum over daddy’s cock, go on.” You didn’t wait for him to finish speaking when your orgasm hit you like a brick, but that didn’t stop Lee, oh no he kept fucking through your orgasm, your body now limp in his arms, as another orgasm came through you, causing you to scream, luckily you were alone in the middle of the deserted road so one would hear, but you couldn’t care otherwise. Soon after Lee came, spilling his seed inside of him, releasing his grip on your throat causing you to fall forward in his arms, smiling to himself, he wrapped his arms around you, moving his hands up and down your back.

“Don’t think we’re done yet, sweetheart, you still didn’t answer me” He chuckled at the way you tensed at the thought of a very long night ahead of you.

tags: @leyannrae | @you-expect-too-much | @iwannabekilledtwice | @harrysthiccthighss

#lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker #lee bodecker x female reader #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x poc!reader #lee bodecker x you #sebastian stan characters

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sebsbrokentoe · 3 years

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Baby

A/N: this didn’t turn out the way I wanted it too but thats fine. Also i kinda added my own twist on Lee and i can’t remember the movie all too much but i hope everyone enjoys it. All mistakes are mine.

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warnings: fluff, mentions of sex so 18+, honestly can’t think of anything, lmk if I missed anything, italics is the past.

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word count: 1517

Lee Bodecker. A name that everyone knew. Fortunately, or unfortunately, you knew the man behind the name. Everyone had their own opinion of him, good and bad, maybe more bad than good. Truth be told, he was an asshole, but not to you. You formed your opinion about him even before you met him, rumours hitting you like a brick, everyone warning you about the sheriff. Of course, you listened, you tried not to believe everything you heard, but majority rules. You always followed advice like ‘don’t judge a book by the cover’, but you thought you knew the plot, in this case, you thought you knew him, but you didn’t.

The first time you saw him, you turned your gaze away from him, trying not to gain his attention in any way because he was notorious with the ladies and you’ve always been attractive to men, fortunately, or unfortunately. You weren’t wearing anything that would’ve been particularly luring to him, but the sheriff already had eyes on you, but so did the rest of the town.

You weren’t scared of him, but you were wary of him. You didn’t know you had his attention, in your dress that swayed with every movement you made. His eyes followed your every move, not even being discreet about it.

Warning signs should’ve gone off in your head when you were suddenly left alone, men who usually shamelessly flirted with you, disappeared, thanks to the sheriff. It was getting closer to nightfall and you were heading home, tired from wandering about, just ready to fall on your bed. While you walked home, your alarms were on, as a woman it was tiring, always looking over your shoulder, always ready to defend yourself, with your keys splayed out between your fingers.

So close to your home, you were met by a loud honk behind you, startling you to drop your keys, already shaking with fear as the sound of the car door opening, footsteps slowly approaching. You tried to prepare yourself for an impact but surprisingly nothing came, instead, you heard a husky voice.

“You alright there, pretty lady” You didn’t need to turn around to know who that voice belonged to, but you didn’t understand the effect his voice had on you. You turned, fear showing on your face, still recovering from the shock of it. There he was, the person who everyone warned you about, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to think about any of the rumours you were told about, you didn’t even think that he could be dangerous, you were already enthralled by him, that you forgot you could speak.

You got out of your trance, when you heard his chuckle, the sound instantly reached your core. He was smiling, not even smirking, it was a genuine smile, a smile that only you were meant to see.

Over the past few years, you’ve seen that smile all the time. In the morning, when you woke up seeing him under the sheets with an angelic look on his face as if he wasn’t going to eat you out until you begged him to stop.

On the outside, he was seen as a womanizer, and he was, he didn’t deny the rumours. The more time you spent together at first, the more you found out about him, the more he opened up to you, you found yourself falling in love with him. You almost couldn’t believe it and you certainly wouldn't believe that he felt the same for you. Of course, he tried to hide his feelings, but you weren’t about to let him bullshit his way out of the relationship you two had. You made him talk about his feelings, you tried to make him as comfortable as you were with talking about anything. At first, he couldn’t understand that idea, that someone cared so much about him and would want him and love him. It scared him, honestly but you understood what he was feeling and you weren’t going to let him go.

Nowadays, it's easy for him to talk to you about anything and everything. When he's frustrated at work, sometimes talking doesn’t work so he resorts to another option to release his stress. Of course, you were okay with it, as much as he was rough, he was gentle with you.

You still remember the first time both of you had sex, you were shy about it, not that you were a virgin, but it was different with Lee. He didn’t want to rush you, you were surprised he held out for so long, he admitted that he used your panties to jerk off while you were asleep. That used to make you blush but it ignited an urge in you, so he always remembered to use that tip against you, whenever he wanted you to take over.

He was usually the one who was in charge but he reminded you that you always had the power to stop whenever you wanted. You were almost in tears after he told you that, you were so blind before, believing every heinous lie about him, not knowing what he was actually like. It's a shame he doesn’t let anyone else see his vulnerable side, but you'd be lying if you said you didn’t want to be selfish and keep him to yourself.

Of course, you still had the occasional rumour floating around the town. You both tried your best to ignore it, but with Lee being himself, he hated that people talked about you. He didn’t care when he was the one who they talked about, but you, no he hated that. Especially when he heard some guys talking about you, saying that you’re a slut with the way you wore dresses and saying that you were just asking for it. Let’s just say Lee didn’t take that well, you hated that Lee would do something like that, that can tamper with his job but he didn’t care. He didn’t care that he almost killed that guy, he didn’t care that he could lose his job and he made that clear to you.

On those days, when Lee would come home after losing his temper with someone, he knew it would make you mad, and he liked that, actually he loved that. He knew that riling you up would make for better sex. To see you all worked up, straddling his lap with a focused look on your face, knowing exactly what you wanted to do to him.

Teasing Lee was almost euphoric, getting him to beg to be able to cum, seeing that tortured look on his face. You looked like an angel on your knees, with one hand on his cock, a sliver of spit between your mouth and his cock, edging him again, getting your revenge on him.

“Please baby, I need to come, please” You clenched your thighs together, from the sound of his voice, he sounded so small, not as dominant as he always is and it made you feel powerful, to be able to make a man beg. You loved the feeling and now you knew why Lee always liked to be dominant, to be able to make someone go down on their knees, to be able to make someone feel so pleasured, to know that only you could make someone that way. And to know that only you would see Lee like this, made that feeling even better.

You went back to fitting his cock in your mouth, whatever you couldn’t fit, you held with your hand, fisting around his base, using your other hand to play with his balls, his hips jerking up, causing him to touch the back of your throat, making you gag. He loved to hear you gag, but he knew when it was too much for you, so instead, he let you take control of the pace.

On other nights, you would be the one begging for him to stop. He always said that you should be begging him to stop, instead of begging to cum. He hated having to wait for you to cum, he needed to see your face, as you came over his hand, his mouth and especially when you squirted on his cock. The first time you did, he couldn’t believe his eyes; you tried to apologise but he pulled out of you, not even caring that he was still hard, to suck and lick at your clit, while plunging 2 fingers into you, wanting you to squirt again and again until you couldn’t handle it.

Sometimes when you saw him at work, you couldn’t believe that was the same man who would fuck you until you fell asleep, the same man who would rub your back whenever you were on your period, the same man who you would wake up to every morning with a smile on his face.

And you loved that you were the only one who could see him for him, to see him be vulnerable and selfless and love you until the day you died and even after that.

tags: @leyannrae | @iwannabekilledtwice | @you-expect-too-much

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sebsbrokentoe · 3 years

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Hello lovely! ❤️ I was wondering if I could request something with Lee.. I keep getting this image of him slow dancing with the reader, and I don’t know whether it’s somewhere public like a wedding or private like a living room, but either way it feels super intimate just in the way he holds her and how close they are without actually doing anything sexual in that moment. I couldn’t stop thinking about it so I thought I’d send it your way😊💕

Dance of Love

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Warnings: none, pure fluff

You weren't surprised when Lee came storming in your home. It was only a little after 7 and you knew it had to be something trivial. Lee always had a large ego so if things didn't go his way, he just wouldn't like that.

However at home he was completely different. Of course he needs time to cool off, and he doesn't like to be around you in case he says something that might offend you. He doesn't like to bring home all his work worries, when he's home he just wants to be with you.

Before you both were a couple, you weren't ashamed to say you were one of his many notorious partners. He always said it was different with you, that he always treated you differently than others. With more respect, and he certainly never left you high and dry, which is actually what you expected at first. It was lovely, you both were acting like a couple without the label, going out for dinner, not seeing other people. That surprised you, knowing his nature, but it warmed your heart.

So it wasn't alarming when you realised you were falling in love with him, but you were still unsure of his feelings. Sometimes you never knew what he felt. He kept that vulnerable side away from you for a while.

Now he talks to you about anything. When he comes home, he likes to lie down with you in bed and talk about his day, gossip he heard and just listen to you talk. He doesn't care what you talk about, he just likes to listen to your voice. It's the only thing that can soothe him, it makes him feel him at peace, it makes him feel at home.

Today you knew he needed something more. While he was in the shower, you looked for his favourite vinyl, he called it 'our special songs’. The first time he showed it to you, it brought you to tears, understanding that this was his way of saying I love you. This was how he showed his love for you and it quickly became one of your favourite pastimes to listen to music while he's at work and dance around your living room.

You thought you could try to get him to join you, maybe he would scoff at the idea or maybe he'd just want to watch you but you were determined to cheer him up and you thought this would work.

You got it all set up, and even lit some candles for the mood. You cleared out the living room, which meant you just moved the small coffee table. The minute he stepped into the room, he stopped looking at what you did and moved his eyes to you. As he did, you could see only love and adoration brewing in his eyes.

Not liking the distance between the two of you, you moved towards him trying to remove the shock from his stance.

You linked your arms around his neck, pushing your body against his knowing the warmth and comfort he's get from that action, his arms automatically wrapped around your waist. You were almost the same height so you didn't need to tiptoe to look at him. A small smile graced your lips seeing that he struggled to speak.

"Cat for your tongue? I remembered that you're quite skilled with it" A chuckle escaped his lips and soon both of you were laughing at the innuendo.

He opened his mouth, then closed it trying to find his words. He cleared his throat, then spoke. "Did you just do all this for me?" Your eyes widened at the emotion in his voice, a small part of you shocked at how much this affected him. It wasn't much but you underestimated his minimalist stance on relationships.

Considering that he never had a serious relationship before, he never had expectations like this. You were always scared that you couldn't give him enough but he always assured you that you were more than enough.

"Of course I did, I thought we'd start those dance lessons. I mean not to brag but I am a great dancer" Not at all, you had two left feet. The worse kind of dancer were people who thought they could dance but you always admit that you sucked at it so that was fine. Everytime you tried to 'dance' it looked like a seal on land, not a pretty sight, no matter how much Lee assured that you were fabulous. He loved you too much than to insult you.

He smiled at your laugh, seeming to find the joke funnier than it was, but he didn't mind hearing you laugh. Seeing your eyes light up and that beautiful sound that come out followed by a little short which you were never ashamed of, it made him fall in with you again.

"Are you planning to dance without music?" You quickly ran to put on the record player, forgetting about the music while in his arms. You loved back yo him and grabbed his hands to move to the center of the room. One hand held his, the other rested on his shoulder, while his hand wrapped around your waist pulling you closer to him.

Your bodies swayed together to the melody of the music, your chin on his shoulder when he kissed the side of your head. "I love you" If you aren't close to him you probably wouldn't have heard it. Your heart warmed at his words as a blush took over your face along with a small grin.

"I love you always" You whispered back as not to ruin the mood. Your head moved back to look at his face, seeing an unknown expression but understand the look of pure devotion in his eyes.

Not being able to find words, he kissed you instead. Luckily he was holding onto you because your knees gave out at the feeling of his lips.

It was soft but full of passion and love. It was a kiss that you'd always remember, a kiss that you'd hope to always recreate, a kiss that spoke volumes.

Reluctantly he pulled away, panting softly resting his forehead against yours, finding a semblance of comfort.

He looked in your eyes, a promise in his that you couldn't see. A promise of forever.

#lee bodecker fluff #lee bodecker x female reader #lee bodecker x poc!reader #lee bodecker x desi!reader #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker #lee bodecker x you

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