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sfde8871 · 18 hours

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Officer Travis-New Recruit 0427

#ai generated #officer travis #police officer #hot cops #ai muscle #muscular #muscle beast #bodybuilder #huge muscle #huge shoulders #young bodybuilder #big pecs #bald muscle #goatee #big biceps #sweaty muscle #blonde muscle

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queerism1969 · 11 months

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sky-high-standards · 14 days

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Yandere police officer x reader

Yandere police man~ Who was your childhood friend and had known and loved you longer than any of your other friends.

Yandere police man~ Who vowed to protect you always and promised he'd always look after you.

Yandere police man~ Who never liked how you always made you friends so quickly but the thing that kept him sane was knowing that he knew more about you then they'd ever know.

Yandere police man~ Who became a police officer solely to truly be able to protect you from any sort of harm and would always stalk keep an eye on you while he was on patrol.

yes and keeping an eye on you totally includes watching you sleep and change from your window

Yandere police man~ Who is furious to find out you have a partner that isn't him and finally snaps.

Yandere police man~ Who uses his high position to frame your partner for a crime they didn't commit and gets them thrown in jail.

oh (partners name) did that I'm so sorry you have to go through this sweetheart how could they do such a thing :(

Yandere police man~ Who comes up like your knight in shining amour after your partner is in jail consoling you and comforting you.

I'm so sorry sweetheart but don't worry I'll always protect you and I'll do anything to keep it like that~

sry this is just a draft may delete it

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truejekart · 2 months

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Police Officer Corrin

#corrin #fire emblem #corrin fire emblem #kamui #super smash bros #super smash bros ultimate #illustration #fanart #feh #fire emblem heroes #ready to be handcuffed #ファイアーエムブレム #nintendo #police officer #patreon commission

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bodybuildersshaveyourheads · 3 months

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#police officer #head shave #masculine

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tofu83 · 2 months

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These biker gang members thought they were freedom fighters, and contempt for authority.

But the authority was magnanimous, would like to give these saboteurs new chance.

All members would be arrested immediately on street, those who escaped would also be captured by other police squads.

They would be punished in front of public and a police helmet would be forced down to their head.

The shapes of helmets were same as those of normal police officers, but in fact they were different.

There were many probe inside helmets and would penetrate the thugs’ heads. Their brain wave would be modified, their beliefs and values would be altered to be in line with national interests.

The nanites flew down from helmets would convert their clothing to the uniform of those who arrested them.

Most bikers wear leather clothing so there was no problem to create a whole new set of uniforms including combat armors.

Unfortunately, some didn’t wear upper clothing, the nanites would convert their human body directly. They would become half man half machine, actually more powerful and even immortal.

No matter what type of officer they become, they would all be turned from law destroyers to law enforcers, freedom fighters to protectors of order.

They would serve the citizens very well.

#ai image #brainwash #reprogramming #helmet #leather #cop #police #police officer #scifi #uniform #leather uniform #tofu83

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azdmathings · 1 month

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Hot Cop Weekend, I am ready to be Frisked Officer!

Been in my Boots all Day Boy, Open Wide!

#socks #guys in socks #sock play #sock worship #cocky boys #cocky jock #sports socks #white socks #cop #cops #police #police officer

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muscularpoliceofficers · 4 months

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“Sir….you need to buy a larger belt!”

#hot cop #uniform #muscle cop #hot cops #cop #alphamale #police #police uniform #police officer #cops #uniforms #policeman

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mockingjaysnakes · 2 months

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HOLY SHIT, ANOTHER NEW TOM BLYTH MOVIE.

(i didn't expect this, i'm proud of him!)

PLAINCLOTHES, THE PLOT:

Set in the ’90s and inspired by true events, a working-class undercover officer is tasked with entrapping and apprehending gay men, only to find himself drawn to one of his targets.

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one-time-i-dreamt · 6 months

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I was on a school field trip and we all had ice cream as a treat. It was weed ice cream. I got so high that undercover police officers got suspicious and started following me and my teacher around. In an attempt to escape from them, I ran into a pizza shop where the Da Vinki twins were making pizza dough.

#dream #da vinki #school #field trip #ice cream #eating #food #drugs tw #police #police officer #teacher #pizza

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warnersister · 2 years

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Ten Minutes For Breakfast

Carl Gallagher x Reader Smut

Police Office! Carl Gallagher x Reader

Carl Gallagher x Reader

Warnings: smut, pure filth, suggested handcuffing, food, etc.

Requested by: @madelynmulford

Carl walked into your shared kitchen, nose following the smell that arose with the cooking of a Wednesday’s breakfast. He couldn’t help but smirk at the image in front of him, leaning against the door frame as if examining your image.

You were cooking his favourite, the typical bacon and eggs, but that wasn’t even the thing that was enticing him. It was the way that his Metallica T-shirt barely skimmed the bottom of your ass. It was the way that he kept almost capturing a glimpse of the lacy underwear adorning your body. It was the way that your hair was messily tied so high that he could see the purple blotches on your neck, reminiscing the night before. It was just a sight for sore eyes.

He looked at the clock above the stove, noting the twenty minutes he had until he was forced to leave for another shift in the dangers of downtown Chicago.

You had failed to notice his presence until two arms wrapped around your waist, lips planting over the previous decoration on your skin, and hips pushed into your own. You turned your head to kiss him with a smile, a gentle hum of “morning baby” emitting from his lips.

“You’re breakfast is almost ready.” You informed him, watching the bacon crackle continuously in the grill. He groaned, lips trailing up your neck and to your collar bone. “I think I’d prefer breakfast in bed.” You knew what he meant, but continued to cook - ignoring his blatantly horny suggestion.

“(Y/n),” He groaned at your ignorance, grinding his hips further into your own. “Carl,” You replied in a sarcastically sadistic tone, similar to his own. “You have to get going in ten minutes.” You told him, almost being able to see his eye role.

You were suddenly spun with a small yelp, being lifted up and placed on the counter-top a distance from the heated food. “What? You don’t think I can make you cum in ten minutes?” His lips ghosted your neck, hands trailing down your frame. A sudden Burt of confidence radiates through you, the words leaving your mouth before you can stop them. “No, I don’t.” The lust-filled irises of a chocolate brown darkened dramatically, a dangerous stop brewing behind the seclusion of his eyes.

“Dangerous game your playing, baby.” He told you, eyes connecting with yours. “Guess we gotta finish it then.” Carl’s lips crashed hungrily into your own, not allowing breaks for oxygen, too desperate by the lack of time. He turned and picked you up with him, your legs automatically circling around his waist until your back was rested against the kitchen table.

Your breath quickened, little kisses being left down your body as he neared your underwear. He lifted the shirt up, examining the barriers keeping him from a good breakfast. The black fabric created an enticing pattern leading down to his well-deserved meal. Almost ripping them, your underwear found the floor, and your thighs found his shoulders.

“You’re fucking dripping.” His voice laced with a teasing venom, a smirk returning to his mouth when he heard your desperate wines. “What’s that? You don’t wanna cum?” He asked, your complaints heightening with noice. You reached your fingers down to his hear, desperately tugging for some sort of relief from his part. He harshly pushed your hands away, a warning glare sent to you from his place on his knees on the floor. “Watch your hands, I will handcuff you to this fucking table, Princess.” He said, a submissive agreement leaving your lips.

“Carl please,” His pushed his thumb roughly against your clit, enjoying the noises leaving your mouth at the sudden contact, small circles being drawn between your legs. “What was that, baby?” “For fucks sake! Please! Please Carl, I need you.” That was enough for him, licking a long, lengthened lick up your pleading cunt. “So much better than eggs and bacon.” He joked, but you couldn’t laugh a long with him, attempting to find some closure for your clouded mind.

His tongue suddenly, delved into your velvet walls, satisfied hums leaving his lips - sending shockwaves of vibrations through your core and straight to your head. “God, Carl.” Your moans were like angel’s whispered, enchanting music playing directly into his ears. He carried on licking and sucking, kissing the most sensitive of areas to heighten the arousal pumping through your veins.

Your legs tensed and he knew your orgasm was near, adding two fingers into your sex for good measure, time control completely discarded. “Come on darling, that’s it, cum for me.” His dominating tone slowly exiting as a soft encouragement edged you to an inevitable defeat to his claim.

The cries ripples through you, stimulation bursting at the seams as the knot in your lower stomach snapped and was lapped up by the delicious licks of his unforgiving tongue. He wiped his lips as he stood, tastebuds already complaining at the loss of the most delicious, the most dangerous, the most luxurious of meals.

The scene in front of him was a sight for sore eyes, the clock in the corner calling his name as if in a trance. Yet he couldn’t look away, only watching you fighting for hushed breaths, eyes closed, and legs trembling as they limply rested against the table.

Your eyes slowly opened, watching Carl look you over carefully, as if studying the most precious of artefacts. His hands gently took yours, pulling you up into the sensuality of a loving embrace. “You okay?” You hummed in agreement, allowing him to lift your chin to peck your lips gently.

“Only took me eight minutes.” You giggled, not caring, and simply letting him gain victory. He picked your underwear up off of the floor, and stuffed them in his back pocket, chuckling at the deathly glare you gave him. You stayed on the table and simply watched him shimmy on the police-coat with was previously rested on the chair.

He walked back over, hands on your hips, and kissed you ever so carefully. “I love you.” He spoke, voice barely above a whisper as his forehead momentarily leant against yours. “I love you too.” He smiled down softly at you, taking a step back to secure his belt and hat.

“Thank you for breakfast baby,” He grinned, looking up at the clock, and you just ‘mhmed’ in a teasingly annoyed tone. “See you at five.” And with that, the door clicked behind him - and you just sat and listened to him drive away. Your consciousness slowly seeped back, and only now did you realise the smoke alarm loudly bleating an iterating warning in your ear - all the food was burnt. You groaned and ran your hands over your face, offering a minute to rub your tired eyes, before hopping onto two unstable legs turning the oven off completely.

“For fucks sake, Carl.”