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lanabuckybarnes · 1 month

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Brain rot, Brain rot.

18+ Minors DNI

(I do not own any photos used, credits go to the original owners)

A little piece I’ve created about my favourite roles that Seb has played (the ones I’ve watched so far) because Mr Lee Bodecker and Nick have got me in a literal chokehold.

( I know about their red flags but girlies im colourblind).

Just wanted to try something a little different, Warnings are under the cut.

Pairing: Lee Bodecker x reader, Nick Fowler x reader, Steve Kemp x reader, Bucky x reader

Warnings: Spoilers for the movies, mention of Cheating (It’s Lee being unfaithful per usual), Dark Lee, Manipulation, Throat fucking, Size kink, Breeding Kink, Mentions of Pregnancy, Daddy Kink, Overstimulation, Teasing, Cock Warming, Pussy Eating, Mentions of Cannibalism, Biting, Dry Humping, Dark Steve I suppose (Steve being Steve), Voyeurism. DO NOT READ IF THESE TRIGGER YOU, if I’ve missed any warnings please let me know.

Whew Lordy.

Lee bodecker is a filthy man, with 100+ glaring red flags and you still peruse him?! It’s a wonder the townsfolk don’t have you sent to the looney bin. He absolutely loves it when his little mistress (you) wraps herself in his leather coat, just the thought of you wearing it gets him all possessive.

He loves a lady he can manipulate— bend and train to his will. A girl that when he comes stomping into her little cottage she’s there with a steak on the table and her mouth open for him. Not only does a sweet little lady appeal to him because of their naivety but because of just how shy and innocent they really are.

If you in a pretty white frock while he fucks your face is the last thing he sees as he closes his eyes on this world, he’ll die a happy man.

Also size kink demon, loves when his thick hand engulfs your thigh or when you have to go onto your toes to kiss him, loves it when one of his big ole palms can hold your wrists above your head while he pounds away at you. It’s like a ritual now for him to sit his fat length over your pussy just before he plunges in, he loves imagining just how deep he’ll be hitting you when he fucks you.

Talks about getting you pregnant A LOT. You never knew it was a kink till you were talking with some of the older ladies about your ‘mystery man’. When you brought up the fact that he’s constantly moaning about swelling that little belly up, giving you his son, they all confirmed what he was experiencing was a thing most ‘manly men’ felt. They assured you it would be a great honour to have a man’s son but you played with the hem of your dress in guilt and shame, he wasn’t your husband and he thought of you as nothing more than his little side piece to make up for his boring wife.

Please ride this man while wearing his hat, he will not survive.

Nick Fowler, I don’t really know much about him— I mostly watched clips of him on YouTube but I just imagine him with a phat daddy kink. When you whimper daddy for the first time he just about spurts right then and there.

Loves teasing the shit outta you, how many times have you came on his fingers and tongue? You don’t know but you feel fucked out— you don’t think you could handle another, Nick just scoffs.

“Come on baby another for me” he encourages, his sopping fingers circling your sensitive bud and all you can do is lie back and take it.

When he’s had a real bad day all he wants is for you to get those fucking clothes off and sit on his cock, you don’t have to move he just wants to feel your warmth and how you squeeze against him.

Now if you think you were insane to go after someone like Lee you must actually be crazy to let Steve near you, even after finding out his little ploy, how you were nothing more than meat to him— you still let him fuck you. This man knows how to eat, he’s down there for every course, slowly spreading your folds with his fingers and liking a strip up from your hole to your clit before diving straight in. He’ll have you loosing your voice over the way you scream when he drags orgasm after orgasm out of your pretty body

Constantly talks about eating your flesh while he kisses you, occasionally biting down nice and hard leaving teeth marks all over the meaty parts of your body. Even before you found out he was a cannibal he’d be biting and licking on you, he called it sampling the meat before he bought in.

Dress up nice and pretty for him, he loves it. He loves nice light colours and lacy material, the way it makes your skin look all flawless and doesn’t clash with the dark marks he’s given you has him hard in his pants quicker than you could imagine. Another man who loves being fully clothed while you’re practically naked. Has cum in his pants an embarrassing amount of times when you’ve straddled him, grinding your lace covered kitty against his bulge.

Although I write about him all the time I can never fully flesh out one of the fantasy’s I think of him in. This man, although awfully shy about his sex life with others, will and has absolutely ruined you in public places. A restaurant, he’s played with your little clit under the table and fucked you in one of the bathroom stalls, in a car while you, Sam and Steve were going on a road trip. Even once in Tony’s house during a party— Tony had almost caught you two bumping and grinding in his laundry room, the thought of how close you two were to being caught had Bucky biting on your shoulder and coming all up your back quicker than he’d ever done before.

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I have no idea where all these come from but I’m loving it.

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valleyfae · 9 months

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lee bodecker as a dad? 🥹🙏🏻

“Aww,” Lee huffs as your sweet little girl launches herself into her father’s open arms. “Hi baby girl, Daddy missed ya.”

Lee engulfs Cecelia — or as you and Lee call her, Cece — in his arms, propping the four-year-old on his hip, he ducks his head and makes his way into the cozy home you two have created.

The sweet scent of cherry pie floods the kitchen when you look up to find your husband cradling your daughter and grinning at her giddily chirping about her day.

Lee finds your eyes and gives you a soft smile of admiration. His pale blue eyes, glimmering sapphires holding an abundance of compassion.

“And! And! After I read, I helped Mama cook and make your pie!” Cece beams with pride.

Finally reaching the kitchenette, Lee kneels and places Cece back down. “I’m so prouda ya, honey. Just so sweet to your Daddy, ain’t ya?” Lee pecks her forehead. “How ‘bout you go and set the table now so we can eat?”

Hastily nodding, she chirps a ‘Yes, sir’ and skips off, leaving you and Lee to yourselves.

Lee grunts, standing up and smirking. “Hi, sugar.” He sneaks his hands tightly around your waist, withholding your capability to respond by pressing his flushed pink lips to yours.

Sinking into Lee’s warm, towering embrace, you reciprocate the kiss, slow like honey, as you savor the taste of your husband before you pull away, coyly grasping the collar of Lee’s button-up.

“Hi, Sheriff,” you reply, looking up at Lee with a sheepish smile. “How was work?”

“Nothin’ new. Was thinkin’ bout the beautiful wife of mine all day.” Lee cups your cheek, deliberately scanning you up and down, his grin evolving into an alluring smirk.

Taking in your cream-colored dress and the frill-trimmed apron that hugs your waistline, Lee groans under his breath. He briskly dips down for another kiss, which is abruptly interrupted by an impatient Cece tugging on his trousers.

“Alright, alright. Daddy’s comin’.” Lee chuckles, pressing one last kiss to your lips before following Cece to the table.

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅

here’s a small lee drabble I rewrote, I hope you like it.

summary - your husband lee is hungry.

warning - slight indication to oral.

the gif isn’t mine, divider by @newlips

Lee huffs, sitting back in his chair as his dark eyes stare at you. “I’m hungry.” He grumbles, watching you flick away at the magazine. Not once do you look up to acknowledge him.

You hum in response, licking your lips as your eyes dance around the page. “Go eat then.” Your fingers begin to flip the page over, reading over the words on the next page. A slight chuckle escapes you at the text, amazed at how stupid people can be.

Lee looks at you lustfully, running his tongue over his lips and rubbing his chin with his chubby fingers. The air grows tense as his pants tighten, eyes flickering down to your pretty little legs peeking through your adorable housewife dress. He leans forward, and a deep rumble escapes him. “Spread them legs then, Sugar.”

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mavsstar · 1 year

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GUYS IM GIVING YOU A SNEAK PEAK

this is a sneak peak for you could be my daddy, um enjoy :D

“You wanna know what I don’t get?” Lee rhetorically questioned.

“What’s that?”

“That you’ve been to a rodeo before I have.”

“I have, haven’t I?” You stared off and pondered on the thought. “Well if it helps I was practically dragged to them most of the time.”

“How come?” he asked you.

“I had a friend named Garrett–”

“I already don’t like where this is going,” he interrupted.

“Oh hush,” you lightly slapped his chest with the back of your hand. “Anyways he was a bull rider and he would drag me to every single rodeo there was in town. He said I was his good luck charm and I had to kiss him 3 times on the cheek before he went out.”

“I remember when he would accidentally move his head and I would kiss his lips instead of his cheek, it happened all the time” you added, giggling at the memory, “what a silly boy.”

“Dove?”

“Yes Lee?”

“Let's talk about something else.”

The ride to the rodeo was longer than you expected. Lee had forgotten to get gas the night before and had to make a “quick” stop to the gas station. Only it was the opposite of “quick”, cows blocked the road just as you were about to leave. The farmer’s wife was having a lot of trouble doing it on her own.

“Lee go help her,” you ushered him towards her.

“Why me?” he asked, “why don’t you go help her?”

“I ain’t going near those damn cows!” you exclaimed as you pushed him forward. “It’s one thing to admire them from up close but it’s another to actually touch them. Besides you’re a man, now go do man things!”

“Man things?” he chuckled, “what does that even mean?”

“To follow the orders their partner just gave them,” you said as you crossed your arms across your chest, “and to do them quickly.”

“You’ve been getting bossy lately, you know that?”

“Just help the poor woman out Lee!”

Lee raised his hands up in defense, “alright I’m going!"

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cadavercowboy · 2 years

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𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜 / 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛 (𝙼𝙲𝚄)

✦ I Told You To Be Patient* (Reader Insert) — Patience is a virtue and Bucky would love to be the one to bestow it upon you. — One-Shot

✦ I’ll Stop The World And Melt With You (Reader Insert) — Bucky faces his fears so that he can take you on a date. — One-Shot

✦ In Too Deep* (Reader Insert) [Stepfather AU] — Bucky’s marriage is falling apart and he’s desperate for something familiar to cling to. He knows you’re the wrong thing, but you don’t exactly make it easy for him to keep his distance. — Mini-Series

✦ Just Friends* (Reader Insert) — A night of drinking makes Bucky bold and a harmless text makes him bolder. — One-Shot

✦ Once Upon A Good Time* (Reader Insert) — Bucky wants your attention so he’s going to use your biggest weakness to get it. — One-Shot

✦ Resolute (Reader Insert) — Everyone’s got a creepy, skeevy ex that they’d rather not see again. Not everyone has a beefy super-soldier at their disposal to protect them from that. — One-Shot

✦ Take Me Out* (Reader Insert) — You and Bucky are both professionally trained assassins. Both contracted to kill the other. Both completely unaware. — Mini-Series

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 (𝚆𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝙸𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎)

✦ The Value Of Zero* (Reader Insert) [Stepfather + Vampire AU] — Charles Blackwood is willing to go to great lengths in order to obtain that which he desires most, though the discovery of his darkest secret may just bring ruin to his sinister plans. — Series

𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝙵𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚛 (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝟹𝟻𝟻)

✦ Business As Usual* (Reader Insert) [Stepfather AU] — If you go looking for attention, Nick is going to give it to you...but it’ll be on his terms. — One-Shot

✦ Until Next Time* (Reader Insert) — Nothing comes for free in this world and there’s a hefty price to pay for two-timing a two-timer, especially one as vindictive and revenge-oriented as Nick Fowler. — One-Shot

𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚏 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 (𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎)

✦ The Devil Comes With A Smile* (Reader Insert) — Cobbler ain’t pie and obsession ain’t love. — Series

𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝙺𝚎𝚖𝚙 (𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑)

✦ Dearest* (Reader Insert) — You ghost Steve after a terrible date, but this causes him to become obsessed with you. He’s going to get a second chance whether you want to give it or not. And this time he is not letting you get away from him. — One-Shot

✦ The Hand That Feeds* (Reader Insert) — Steve finds you in a compromising position; it would be cruel of him not to offer his help. — One-Shot

✦ Heat Of The Moment* (Reader Insert) — Cannibalism isn’t the only strange habit Steve indulges in. — One-Shot

✦ Out Of Control* (Reader Insert) — Fighting your own demons is one thing. What happens when someone else’s are the ones dragging you down? — One-Shot

✦ Restless Heart* (Reader Insert) — Part of loving somebody means accepting their flaws. And loving yourself means coming to terms with your own, no matter how fucked up they may be. — One-Shot

✦ Take It Easy* (Reader Insert) — Just how far are you willing to go to convince Steve he can trust you? — One-Shot

✦ You Know I’m No Good* (Reader Insert) — Steve says you’re special because he thinks you’re just as fucked up as him. He’s going to learn you’re actually much worse. — One-Shot

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branded-witha-j · 2 years

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Special Delivery

Pairing: dark!Lee Bodecker x reader

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: dub-con, manipulation, oral (f receiving), loss of virginity, breeding, Lee being mouthy as hell.

Summary: What happens when you hand deliver a lost letter to the Sheriff?

18+ only! Please heed the warnings. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

If I could blame this on anyone, it's gonna be @sweeterthanthis. You know what you did and I hope you're happy. 😉🖤

Not beta read, so all mistakes are mine. Header made by me and done very poorly. 😆 Thank you for reading! As always, likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated. Support your content creators.

The letter slipped between the chute and the bin, enjoying its hiding spot for almost two weeks before you found it. The addressee had already been by the post office twice to ask for it, but each time he left empty-handed. Of course, the blame fell on you; you were the one that was supposed to sort the letters, you were the one that missed it. So, after its discovery, you were the one forced to deliver it to the Sheriff's Office.

The post office was now closed, the attempt to contact Sheriff Bodecker by phone met with a bored receptionist that took a message. With the envelope in hand, you walked it down Main Street, most of the shops closing up for the day, and made it to the office just as the sun was beginning to set.

Pushing open the door, the lady behind the desk stopped pulling on her jacket and gave you a sour look.

"We don't want nothin' you're sellin'." She had lipstick on her teeth and a coffee stain on her blouse. It was the end of the day for her and your arrival was getting in the way of her plans to go home.

"I have a letter for Sheriff Bodecker." You held up the envelope.

"I'll make sure he gets it." Reaching across the desk, she tried to take it from you.

"No, I was told to hand deliver it."

The woman narrowed her eyes at you and huffed out in annoyance. "Give me the godda– "

"I thought you'd be gone by now." A deep drawl interrupted the woman and you both looked in its direction.

The Sheriff stood at the doorway of an office, his name painted across frosted glass behind his head.

"I was, but this girl has a letter. I told her to give it to me." The flush on her face deepened as the Sheriff ignored her and motioned for you.

"Whatcha got for me?"

You stepped forward and thrust the letter in his direction.

"I found this." It was all you could muster under his gaze, the deep blue of his eyes sweeping over you.

"Oh, ya did, did ya?" His tone dripped with amusement that may or may not have been at your expense. Before you could speak, he turned his gaze to the woman furiously mouth breathing behind you. "That'll be all, Mildred."

You could hear her mumbling under her breath, but the door you entered opened and closed with her departure. It left you alone with the Sheriff, the office dim and quiet.

"Come on in." He didn't wait for your agreement, turning and walking back into his office. With one final look around, you followed him inside. He stood by the door waiting on you to enter and you stopped awkwardly in the middle of the room as he shut the door and walked back over to his desk. Leaning against it, he motioned for you to come forward.

"Am I in trouble?" Each tentative step brought you closer, the smell of his cologne growing as you stopped before him.

"Trouble? Nah. Not unless you did somethin' wrong, sweetheart. Then I'd have to punish ya." His smirk made you hiccup out a laugh, your hand thrusting the letter in his direction.

"I'm sorry for the hassle, Sheriff Bodecker. It won't happen again." He looked down at the letter, eyes coming back up to yours as he reached for it, only for his hand to pause.

"Better not." There's that tone again where you're almost certain he's making fun of you.

"Well, I better be gettin' home, Sheriff– "

"Call me Lee." His drawl was all honey, sticky and sickly sweet.

"I can't do that, Sheriff." You scoffed, shaking your head.

"Come now. Have a seat. I'm workin' the late shift and I could use a little company." He motioned at the chair before his desk, not moving his body or gaze until you gave in and sat down. Again, you offered the envelope.

"What's a sweet girl like you workin' in the mailroom at the post office? Don't you have a husband that can provide for ya?" What he insinuated irked you and the annoyance refused to slip from your face.

"I live alone. And I pay my own bills." You sounded defensive, shaking the offered envelope again. Still he ignored it. For something that he caused a stink over, he sure wasn't interested in it.

"Don't get all huffy. I ain't mean nothin' by it." The Sheriff smiled in a way that didn't reach his eyes and took the wrinkled letter from your grasp. Tossing it onto his desk, he ignored it completely. "Aren't you Danny's girl? Real shame what happened to 'im, that accident and all."

All you could do was mumble your name before the mention of your father made your throat tighten.

"You still livin' up in the Holler?"

You used to live up there when your Daddy was still alive, but moved down the road into a small trailer. It wasn't much, but it was home. And the bus to take you there was about to be missed.

"I'm real sorry, Sheriff...Lee. But I'm gonna miss my bus."

Before he could stop you, you got to your feet, and rushed from the office. The Sheriff followed you as far as the entrance to the building and watched as you ran down the sidewalk.

You reached the bus stop just in time to see its bright tail lights disappearing down the road.

"Shit!" The sun was long gone and a chill came with the night, making you pull your cardigan around you tighter.

"Need a ride?" You recognized the drawl and turned to see the Sheriff leaning over to peer at you through the passenger window of his cruiser.

"Um." The walk would be long and it would be late when you finally got home. "Yeah, okay."

Opening the door with the inside handle, he shoved it open for you, pulling back as you sank into the passenger seat. The leather creaked as you settled and you tugged on the seat belt as the cruiser pulled away.

"Thanks for the ride, Lee." You watched as he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Least I could do for ya, makin' you late an' all." The smile he gave you before turning back to the road made your own lips spread into one.

There was no reason for you to worry, no reason for you to be scared. You were with the Sheriff and he would see to it that you got home safely. The nerves began to ease at the thought and the AM radio crackled to life as Lee fiddled with a knob on the dash. Eventually he found something that crooned about love lost and you both rode in silence.

"You'll need to tell me when I'm gettin' close."

"It's just up thatta way."

The cruiser slowed, tires crunching on gravel as he turned onto your road. Only one other house could be considered your neighbor and you passed it on the way to your place. Another half a mile and you pointed at the trailer.

"That's me." The engine roared as the car climbed the drive, brakes squeaking slightly as it stopped. "I really appreciate it, Sheriff."

There was a long moment of silence and the keys jingled as Lee turned them to kill the engine. The tick as it cooled seemed extremely loud and you moved to open the door.

"You got any coffee? Gonna be a long one with the nightshift and all."

You hesitated, ready to tell him no, but the right thing to do would be to invite him in, offer something to eat, and then send him on his way. So, with every single one of your old grannies scolding you for your rudeness, you nodded.

Your heels made very little sound compared to his boots, the steps creaking under your combined weight.

"Step is loose." Lee observed. "I could fix it for ya."

"That's awfully kind of you, Lee." You smiled, fumbling with the key. His strong, warm hand closed over yours, taking them from you. He had to wedge in beside you to get to the lock and a heady cloud of his cologne made you dizzy.

A hand at the small of your back coaxed you into stepping inside, the door now open. Moving around, you turned on lights, picking up a few things as you did. The place was rather small and comfortable, but Lee's wide frame left very little room, his campaign hat almost touching the ceiling.

"Have a seat." You motioned at the small couch and the Sheriff nodded, pulling his hat off for safekeeping on the nearby chair. It left only the spot on the couch open.

With the percolator started, you returned to your guest, placing a plate of cookies down on the little coffee table.

"I'm sorry I don't have much. I need to make a trip to the grocer."

Lee waved it off and took one of the cookies, moaning in delight at the first bite.

"Delicious as hell." His exclamation made you laugh, a real one, and the loud bubbling of the coffee maker pulled away your attention.

Returning with a cup, you offered it to him, refusing one for yourself. "I'll never sleep if I drink coffee this late."

Lee hummed around the first sip, dunking his cookie before taking a generous bite. Despite your rocky start, conversation began, not stopping until you yawned. Clapping a hand over your mouth, you apologized from behind your palm.

"Don't you be sorry. I've kept ya up too late." He placed the cup down on the table. "I need to get back to the station anyway."

There was mild disappointment and you tried your best to keep it to yourself as you walked with him over to the door.

"Thanks again for the ride."

"Thank ya for the coffee. Real sweet'a you."

The ticking of a nearby clock counted the silence. The leather of Lee's jacket creaked as he leaned towards you, his lips on yours before you could say another word.

The contact startled you, but not nearly as much as the warmth of his tongue. It pressed at the seam of your lips, trying to gain entrance. Your weak protest granted it and he swallowed up the sound with a deep kiss. The plate of cookies you wrapped for him to take hit the floor, making you jump.

"I gotcha." Arms wrapped around you tightly, lifting you up easily. A gasp fell from your lips as your stomach dropped out, Lee's boots almost booming as he carried you deeper into the trailer.

"Lee. Wait a min—" Your back made contact with the patch quilt of your bed, the Sheriff not far behind. His weight was almost suffocating and he took advantage of your panting mouth to kiss you again. He was hard everywhere, the zipper of his jacket snagging at your cardigan, the gun strapped to his hip digging into yours. "It hurts."

Lee froze, pulling back up onto his feet, and you felt a rush of relief that he was going to stop, that he knew this wasn't right. Instead, he removed his jacket, draping it over a nearby chair, his utility belt coming next. That he placed on the top of your dresser, right next to the jewelry box that played Amazing Grace when opened.

He was no longer responding to you, your protest to slow down interrupted as he fell to his knees beside your bed. Curiosity made your brows knit, but then his hands curled behind your knees, and a hard tug brought you closer. Thighs clapped together in an attempt to keep him at bay, but a strong hand pried them apart, the other rucking up your skirt. The nylons and garter belt made the Sheriff groan in appreciation and your cheeks heated at his praise.

"Prettiest thing I ever seen." His nails raked up the side of your thighs, sending runs through the nylon, and his mouth against your covered mound made you bolt upright.

"Lee! Wait!" Your heart was pounding so hard you thought it might fly right out of your throat.

"Shhh, baby. Just wanna make you feel good."

The desperation in his tone was intoxicating and you paused long enough that he continued, pressing a hand between your breasts to push you back down. Fear crept over you, eyes darting across the ceiling. There was a water stain that you hadn't notice until now and a nip of teeth at your inner thigh had your gaze jerking down.

"Where you floatin' off to, sweetheart?" You honestly didn't have an answer, but he wasn't really interested in it anyway, continuing on. "I want you to feel every single thing I'm about to do to you."

"Lee!" His fingers curled under the gusset of your modest panties and pulled it to the side. You could feel the cool air, but then Lee's warm breath washed over your most intimate parts, your hand coming down to push at his forehead. The other joined in when he pinned the first to the side of your hip, holding you down as he tasted you for the first time.

It was foreign, wet and very warm, Lee's tongue licking a stripe up your slit. You started to protest, but the swirl around your clit had you keening with a sound you'd never made before. The Sheriff growled in satisfaction, releasing your hands and hooking his arms around your thighs to drag you closer. Teeth grazed and nipped over swollen flesh and Lee sent a look up at you, his eyes glinting in the dim light.

"All that bellyachin' just to end up on my mouth anyway." When you tried to move, he locked his arms tightly and yanked you down even further. "Why you wet?"

Your head jerked back and forth in weak denial and Lee sneered.

"I think you wanted me to have'a taste of this pretty cunt'a yours." No matter how hard you shook your head, the truth glistened between your legs. "I gotta sweet tooth and those cookies a'yours ain't nothin' compared to you."

His words left you dizzy, all manners and decency gone in the way he looked, touched, and spoke to you.

"Anybody ever do this to ya?" This time he didn't accept a head shake, nipping at your clit until you sobbed out a loud NO. "Ripe for the pickin'."

It was all wet and nasty sounds, the Sheriff licking and kissing every part of you that no man had ever done before. You could no longer fight him, his mouth latching onto your nub and sucking until you felt a pleasant cramp in your lower stomach.

"You touch yourself when no one's lookin'?"

"No, Lee."

"Liar. Show me how you do it." He challenged you, his gaze unwavering until you brought your hand down to give him what he wanted. The pad of your middle finger dipped through your folds and the arousal startled you. Coating your fingers, you swirled it around your clit, teeth worrying your bottom lip. Lee cooed words of praise, telling you what a good girl you were for him, each compliment making you more confident.

Panting, you felt the pressure in your belly again, pulling back from it with uneasiness.

"I gotta do everything, huh?" His voice was gruff, fingers wrapping around your wrist to tear it away. Before you could even utter his name in protest, his hot mouth was back on your cunt. Without warning, an intense wave of throbbing pleasure made you squeal out his name, hands slapping on the patch quilt.

Eyes rolled back, sweat dotting along your hairline. You felt limp, the place between your legs pulsing as you struggled to understand what happened.

"I told ya, didn't I? Said I'd make you feel good. And look atcha, all dumb and ready for my cock."

The words took a moment to enter your hazy brain, the clicking of Lee's zipper lost in the whooshing in your ears. It wasn't until his dripping tip made contact that you snapped back to attention. Palms pushed at the pressed shirt of his uniform, your protest cut short by the nudging at your clit.

"Lee–" You couldn't catch your breath, eyes pinching shut as his weight and scent swallowed you up.

"This is mine. No one else's. Do you understand?" His voice was hot and heavy at your ear, your hands coming up to clutch at his shoulders. He repeated the words like a mantra, the emerging stubble on his jaw rubbing against your cheek.

Fingertips pressed into your skin, his mouth seeking out yours once again. You could taste yourself on his lips, whining as his tip pressed at your opening.

"Take it." A hard thrust of his hips made you cry out, the sharp pain met with warmth and pressure. Tears burned in your eyes, the Sheriff stilling above you. Either waiting for you to adjust or to catch his breath, you weren't sure. Ducking his head down, Lee lifted slightly, looking down to where you were joined. "Look 'atcha. Makin' a mess on my cock."

Hands returned to his chest, pushing harder than before, and he grabbed them easily, pinning them above your head.

"Lee–" The whimper fell from your lips and he responded by pulling his hips back. The relief was brief, your skin stinging as he thrust back in. He felt like waves on a beach you remember visiting once when you were a kid. The way they ebbed and flowed was hypnotizing, Lee's cock similar in many ways.

He was a man that caused pain, more than you even realized, but your own was confusing. You knew it was wrong, knew God would be angry, but the warmth of Lee's body, and the pressure of him surrounding and consuming you made you forget anything else.

"Knew you'd be fuckin' perfect." His words were punctuated with hard thrusts, the bed squeaking wildly beneath you. "Knew it from the moment I laid eyes on you. All doe-eyed and innocent, just begging for a cock to ruin you."

His words left you dizzy, the cramping in your stomach starting again until you could no longer control it. Your release was met with blasphemous swears from the Sheriff, the pounding he gave you wet and loud in the small, stifling room.

"Gonna fill you up, sweetheart." His words made you panic and you fought with him, a chuckle falling from his lips.

Pulling back onto his haunches, Lee tore at the front of your blouse, ripping through the fabric easily. A hard yank had your breasts spilling out and the Sheriff groaned in appreciation, plucking at a swollen nipple. You winced, reaching up to wrap a hand around his wrist, but they soon returned to the quilt as Lee began to fuck you hard. Both of his hands circled your waist, mouth agape as he watched his cock slide in and out of your ruined cunt.

"I did that. Me." He was talking to himself, but the words still made you keen with a confusing rush of arousal.

Hard, precise thrusts became erratic, sweat dripping down Lee's forehead as he grunted from the effort. Pushing forward, his hot body collapsed onto yours again, your arms and legs forced to wrap around him.

"One more. Give me one more." The Sheriff was winded, panting hotly at your ear. "One. More."

The hand pushing between your bodies sought out the apex of your thighs, a finger circling your swollen nub furiously. Your scream was guttural, the pleasure dancing precariously with pain, Lee savoring it until he could no longer hold back.

With a final clap of his hips into yours, he let go, spilling inside you. The heat of his cum spread outward, drowsiness making you go limp beneath him.

"You did so good for me, baby." His words soothed an ache that was beginning to build and you both hissed as he pulled back. As your thighs moved to close, Lee clicked his tongue, dropping his feet to the floor to stand next to the bed. "Don't fuckin' move."

You did as he said, spread out beneath him as he tucked himself away and placed his utility belt back around his waist. His eyes never left the mess he created, satisfaction burning in his gut as he pulled on the leather jacket.

When his eyes broke contact, you slowly relaxed, letting your legs come together. The Sheriff was no longer interested in you, instead pulling open your closet to root around.

"What are you doin'?"

The beige suitcase thumped heavily on the foot of your bed and Lee released the clasps before throwing it open.

"Pack up your shit. You're comin' home with me."

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Lee Bodecker Blurb

So......I've been talking about Lee a lot with @bucknastysbabe which of course means I pooped out something kind of horny. Imagine he and Florence get a nasty divorce at some, feel how plausible that is, then come back to this. Also kind of some kink discovery but Lee is such a good vessel for feedism yknow

Lee had a routine. He got off patrol, drove forty minutes out to the cabin on the far side of the county, and ate a somewhat miserable dinner while ‘I’ve Got a Secret’ or ‘The Price is Right’ droned on in front of him, driving the stale silence into the corners for a little bit.

Sometimes he stopped at the diner in Meade for food that was more salt and bacon grease than real ingredients, ordered in a quantity that made the teenage girl working the register raise her eyebrows; sometimes he exercised the full extent of his cooking skills and put a TV dinner in the oven. Either way, he parked his ass on the sofa, let the sound of the television fill his head and ate his dinner in a scene that would not be out of place in the 1963 edition of ‘Pathetic Divorcees 12 Month Calendar’.

Most nights, in an astounding display of disregard for personal dignity, Lee jerked off after eating. Sometimes he focused on the television and let Betsy Palmer float into his imagination, leaving the panel behind to show Lee what was under her tight little skirt. Other times he thought of his ex-wife, saw her chocolate dark hair and recalled the feeling of her breasts in his hands, how she’d tip her head back with pitchy moans when their sex was good. The only downside was that that usually led him into thinking about how nights like that had dwindled as he spent more time working-because to Lee, being on patrol or filing paperwork or meeting with Leroy all fell under the umbrella of ‘work’, at least for his purposes-how, coming up on the day Florence had served him the divorce papers, even their coupling became cold and distant and quiet, usually ending in yelling or tears if not both.

Thinking about that made Lee feel like shit.

The masturbation fodder Lee liked the best, though-or maybe just what he felt the least amount of guilt over-was the feeling of his own gut, packed with fatty diner food or ice cream and Nabisco cookies, skin warm from the stretch and stomach slightly aching as it tried churn through everything inside. He preferred not to dwell on why that feeling got him so absurdly hard-why palming his swollen belly made his cock leak like an old faucet.

In any case, masturbation was the third part of Lee’s routine. The fourth part was really playing the washed up cop and passing out under the fog of a full stomach and an orgasm. At a different time he would’ve polished off the image with a couple of beers, something to add to both the haze in his mind and the bloat in his stomach, but. Well. He was trying, as pathetic as it sounded.

As pathetic as ‘trying’ seemed to be, seeing as he still ended up conked out on the sofa, television illuminating how his undershirt was slowly creeping up over the curve of his gut like some slovenly sitcom husband. Except, that is, for the nights when Lee had the post-nut wherewithal and motivation to actually get into bed. It was actually a little bit sad how quickly he’d adjusted to sleeping alone. There was something almost reassuring about getting into a cold bed, as opposed to one warmed by a body that he knew has been waiting for hours; there was no one to disappoint or fight with or lie to in a cold bed, although Lee had done all three quite liberally throughout his marriage and didn’t feel so much guilt that he’d take them back, given the opportunity. He certainly wouldn’t give up what they’d gotten him…but it still felt safer to be alone.

Besides, the warmth and weight of his packed gut was a close enough substitute for the comfort of a woman, the grip of his own callused fist a workable approximation of the tight, wet heat of a cunt. Shocking as it may be, there wasn’t a line of women out the front door of the creaky old cabin with one working sink and raccoons in the attic-but even those traits were probably a better draw than Lee himself.

It didn’t matter. He was just alright by himself-it seemed like exactly the way he was meant to be.

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lunarbuck · 2 years

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tuiccim · 25 days

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📣 Hey! Hey! Here we go!

Is there a fic you posted that you wish had gotten a bit more attention? Share the fic, please. ❤️

Thanks so much for asking, Navy! I'm gonna throw out a few series that haven't gotten as much attention as others.

Solace- This started as a one shot and grew. It's angsty AF but also fun and funny. It features Bucky Barnes, Brian Falsworth, a love triangle, lots of feels, and even more shenanigans.

A Scarred Enigma- I know this is not as popular because it's an OC but I love the character development in it. It has Bucky Barnes, fears, feels, and goes out with a bang.

The Taming of the Sheriff- Last but not least, I love this absolutely unhinged story. Written with my friend, @weekendgothgirl and featuring our love for a Villain Reader who is a baddie with bloodlust and the psychotic relationship she pulls Lee Bodecker (played by Sebastian Stan in The Devil All the Time) into. It's full of fun!

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plentyoffandoms · 9 months

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Need You (Part 29) (18+)

Lee Bodecker x f/Reader

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WARNINGS: This is smut. If you are under the age of 18, please do NOT read this. Swearing. Unprotected sex (always remember to use protection). Ddlg, step-father/step-daughter. Reader is legal age.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy

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I am sorry it took forever to get this out. I lost all inspiration for this story & fell back in love with the movie & Lee. This is just a short chapter

Summary: F/Reader is the step-daughter of Lee, who has taken care of her ever since her mother walked out on them. The two of them have always been able to keep the sexual tension at bay until one night.

Lee Bodecker's POV:

GIVE ME MY SON

The image of our home completely ruined. The same message in each room. The family portrait that hung over our fireplace, with my eyes crossed out.

If this was just about me, and I didn't have YN or the boys, I would have gone straight after the piece of shit, with each member of the police force behind me, but I have to get YN and the kids to a safe place.

Somewhere that no one knows about. So I took them my cottage. Only YN knows about this place. Not even my ex-wife does, so this is the perfect place.

We headed up to the cottage in the dead of night. I had Oliver and a few of the other follow in their own cars and left at different times.

I was rushing around trying to find anything that we could take. I packed the food that wasn't ruined and drinks. Baby bottles, clothes, anything that I could get my hands on.

"I will go shopping in the next town when we get low, okay baby?" I told YN, who I placed back in our car.

"I am just ready to go and rest, Lee." YN said softly to me as I slid into the driver's side. "It is a long drive. Sleep."

"Are you sure?"

"I am sure, baby."

The car was barely out of our driveway, and YN was fast asleep.

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It took a few days for us to settle into the cottage. It only had two bedrooms, and Owen didn't want to sleep in the same room as Ray and Don for the first few days, which was understandable.

So when I went to town, I made sure to grab some extra safety equipment. I had Owen help me put window locks on all the windows and a few more locks on the only door into the cottage.

So, for the first time in almost four days, Owen is sleeping in a different room than us. We still kept the doors open, including ours.

Which made it hard to find any alone time with YN, but YN sure as hell found a way.

It was the middle of the night, and I was out cold. I felt kisses on my face, and her sleepy voice saying my name.

"Come on, Daddy, wake up. I need you." I thought I was dreaming until I felt the kisses leave my face and go down my neck and check.

I then felt her palming me through my boxers. "Come on, baby. I am tired." And I was. All three boys have been waking up really early, and I just need to sleep.

"You just lay there. I just need to feel you." I opened my eyes when I felt the bed move. The only light in the room was coming from the moon and the stars.

I focused on my wife. She was wearing one of my old shirts to bed. The fabric clinging to her pregnant stomach.

I helped her climb on me. I gripped my cock with my free hand and I hissed through my teeth as she sat down, taking me completely inside of her.

Even though I have been inside her so many times, it always feels like the first time.

"You just lay there and let me do what I need to do." I knew she wouldn't be bouncing on me like she normally would be. Not with her how big her stomach is.

"Use me, baby."

My hands were resting lazily on her hips as she moved back and forth. Her head was flung back, her hands on my chest. My name mixed with Daddy, falling from her lips.

"That's it gorgeous. Use me. You close? Yeah, you are. I can feel you clenching around me. You need me to help you?"

She nodded her head.

"Use your words, baby."

"Clit." She gasped out.

"Need me to rub your clit?" Nod of the head. "Okay baby, I got you." I placed my thumb on her clit and started to rub it just how she likes it.

"Oh fuck....Oh fuck Daddy." The quiet gasp left her lips as her body shook. I was close myself, so I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her in still as I thrust up into her.

I shoved my fist into my mouth to stop myself from groaning loudly as I came. I instantly relaxed after days of being pent up and stressed finally left my body.

I moved YN off of me and placed her back on her side of the bed. I pulled her into my arms and we fell asleep.

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I was waiting at the meet-up spot to speak to Oliver. It was cool, and I had a lollipop in my mouth. I really wanted a smoke, but I didn't want to come home smelling like it as it made YN feel nauseous.

I heard a car coming up the road, and I had my gun already drawn just in case, but I lowered it when I saw it was him.

"How's it going, Oliver?" I asked him as he stepped out of the car and shook his hand.

"Good and you Lee? How is the family holding up?"

I sighed. I knew YN was going stir crazy. She misses her friends. She can't go to her appointments and I told him that.

"She is scared that she will go into labour while we are up here."

"She has you, Lee. You know how to deliver a baby."

We talked as we loaded up my trunk with the items he had brought up. It has been harder and harder to leave the cottage. So Oliver is getting everything, and I am repaying him.

"Hear anything?" I finally asked him.

"He seems to be hitting up all your usual spots. We think he or someone else has gone back to your home. We know he has gone to see your ex-wife, but she doesn't know anything."

"He desperate to get Owen. I wonder why though. He has other children out there that he doesn't have anything to do with." Oliver said.

"The other ones are girls. He probably wants Owen so he can morph him into his heir to the gang."

Which is not going to happen. Owen is going to grow up in a stable home with YN and I. Even if it is not stable right now, he is going to get an education.

YN has been working with him on his English and math, and he is a bright kid. He catched on quickly.

"I think you are right Lee."

"I know I am Oliver. I know I am."

Part 28 / Part 30 is coming soon

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misguidedasgardian · 2 years

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Lee (part 1)

Lee & Cherry Pie

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Pairing: Dark!Lee Bodecker x Fem!Reader

Summary: You only walked into the precinct because someone stole your phone, you never thought you were going to come out of it with more than you asked for

Warnings: Age gap (reader is middle 20’s and Lee is 40), mentions of crimes, kidnapping, involuntary imprisonment, etc (AU related), misogynistic tendencies, very severe father figure (and the treats that come with it), shy reader, male masturbation in a public space, Lee is very horny and frustrated, DUB-CON power imbalance and almost coercion, smut, p in v, car sex, unprotected sex (don't be silly wrap your willy) might forget some awrnings

+18 MINORS DNI

Wordcount: 4.8k

Notes:I tried to search for the Sheriff’s duties and everything, and I haven’t been able to understand it, but I did what I could haha, I hope you all like this!

Lee was reading carefully the paperwork displayed all over his wooden desk, he couldn’t the amount of paperwork and office duty he had

Being the captain of the entire district was tiring, even if it belonged to a small, suburban district right outside of New York. He had to supervise everything that was going on in his precinct.

But the thing is that the crimes and trouble in his little town wouldn’t even be worth the gigantic amount of paperwork, it was a boring ass town

The kind of boring that could just waste your life away

Yes he had the chance to keep his dick wet, with young women he was probably never going to see again, but this tiring routine was eating him alive

His friends were right

Fucking drunk girls that got detained, or even druggadicts, sex workers or scorts and other characters wasn´t working for him anymore, it wasn’t satisfactory. Well he did enjoyed it, seeing their watery eyes when they realized they would have to please him so they will stay out of trouble, having total control over them, that riled him up, make him feel so fucking powerful, but it was a sensation so short lived, he wanted something more… something more permanent

With a long sigh he got up from his chair, grabbing a file, Sunshine’s file. Ari’s wife file, well, she wasn’t his wife, but, you get his meaning. At least he had someone

He walked amongst the men at the precinct, his detectives, his officials, even walked by the desk of his Lieutenant and his Sargent, to stop in a lonely, small desk. One of his youngest detectives, a feisty little thing, was entertained in paperwork, her head sinking in another file, smaller, finishing the details before handing it to his captain. He slammed the file on it making her jump with a cute little squeal.

“Sorry Sheriff” she apologized immediately, trying to stand from his chair but he stopped her.

“I got a New case for you” he said meekly, “I stole it right from your Captain’s desk, a missing person, a young woman” he eyes shined with determination and Lee had to stop himself from smiling

“I got it Sheriff I won’t let you down” she said with a practiced stern voice

“I know you won’t” he winked at her and left. Finally smirking. He knew she was never going to be able to solve it, she was the rookiest, newest, member of the precinct. It was the easiest way to level Sunshine’s case as a cold one.

Is not that rookie was bad, she was a good cop, a good detective, in a way, she was enthusiastic and active in duty like a golden retriever pup, she was getting sharper case by case, and she was incredibly smart, yet… she had much to learn

Life was full of little disappointments, so the case he just throw in her desk was going to be the first

He sometimes got so enthralled in police work he forgets what his true work was, but something he never forgot… was how close the elections were coming up. And he was hanging by a thread

He was an active member of the community, yes, but he was lacking something very important when it came to family values, an important element if he wanted to truly become that beacon of family protection and become so trustworthy like some sort of superhero

The problem was that he was lacking in the family values department because he didn’t have a family… Not even a wife, and reaching the dreaded 40 last year was taking a toll on his credibility. Would you trust the safety of your families and wifes to a man that didn’t have any of his own? That's how he saw it

And his runner up, his opponent in the upcoming elections, represented everything he was lacking. He was a family man, he had a beautiful wife, one of those that appeared to come out of some sort of Ideal Home magazine, and an accomplished daughter who just came out first of his class in college, studying business management or something like that, he didn’t know. He never saw the little brat, but what he had heard is that she was the epitome of perfection, perfect school record, perfect college career, and now she was taking a “time out” to help her own community, of course, campaigning alongside her father.

Wasn't he, the man himself, saved a little kid from a building on flames? probably, the man was some sort of superman. Impeccable police career, and a beacon of hope in your little town, and he appeased voting parts of the population he wished he could.

Yes he was going to fucking loose the elections

And he could not allow that to happen to him, not if he wanted to keep his and his friends way of life as peaceful as it was

Your small community was still recovering from that disappearing spree of young and beautiful girls. Luckily for Lee, his time of cleaning up his friend’s messes was nearly over, only Barber finally got his girl, implying she fled her charges on that bullshit case, and Kemp had expanded his hunting ground to the big City itself, so it wasn’t his problem anymore. Besides he managed to pin a couple of missing girls into a deluded bastard that wanted to lay low in MiddleTown, some sicko that even if he said he didn’t do it and had weak alibis, he went down for Kemp’s crimes so he was in the clear and the town was “safe”. Robert Pronge was in the prison of maximum security and couldn’t hurt any more girls.

Now Sunshine´s still open case was turning to be a pain in his ass

But his golden retriever was handing it right now, the case was going to be dead in a couple of weeks

And then his head was wondering again, when will he find the one for him? Ari was so happy with his Sunshine he could barely speak before he interrupted himself with a dumb lovestruck look on his face, and Andy, so excited, like a kid on Christmas, finally had his pet, his kitten, trying all those depraved things on her, trying to break he in was all he could talk about. And Steve? Well, Steve was Steve, he had a more fleeting kind of satisfaction, but he still let out soe steam with all his girls.

And then… just like that, his gaze fell on one of his deputy’s desk, where you were standing, playing with your fingers nervously

“I’m sorry” you muttered, looking down and not being able to look the authority in the eyes, “I’m sure you have more important things to do than this, but, mmm, I got mugged and they stole my phone…” Lee listened attentively, exasperated of the way you couldn’t even look his man in the eyes

“I understand Miss,” he looked at you then, from your head to toe, and what he saw made his slacks feel tighter. You were the epitome of an old school good girl, you were wearing a long summer dress, leather shoes, and a thin wool vest over it, your hair was arranged out of your face, oh and what a face was that! those doe eyes, full lips he realized he wanted to kiss, and that idiot Colin wasn’t oblivious of how beautiful you were

“Can you please tell where you got mugged?” The young policeman smiled at you, a smile that made young girls swoon, and he saw the way you flustered, clearly liking the interaction with him.

“Shea,” his voice came out louder than he planned, and you jumped in your spot like a little scared deer, “I can take over this,” your eyes opening widely told him you knew exactly who he was and how couldn’t you? His unmistakable uniform and his imposing form. Lee’s chest inflated like his ego when he realized it

“I'm sure you got more important things to deal with boss” the idiot had the nerve to answer

“Don’t you think this is important?” he asked, his Sheriff voice in display, lookin at his subordinate, “we might have the beginnings of violent robber” he said firmly, “Who is targeting young girls” you got lost between both imposing men, both terribly handsome, and you couldn’t stop fidgeting with your fingers. Something in your head told you you should come down to the station, and now you´re realizing why. You should listen to your instincts more often

You saw both man discussing back and forth, their voices turned into background noise, until the sheriff himself looked at you directly

“Come to my office miss” he indicated, signaling at you with his thick arm, you had no choice but to follow him, to his pleasure. You didn’t see the wicked smile he draw when he turned, being followed by you and into his office, the only one in this whole precinct which had privacy

“I wasn’t going to do this, but I need it for the insurance, I really need to get a new phone…” You explained nervously when you took a seat on the other side of his desk. Lee smiled then

“Of course sweetie pie” he said warmly, “I’ll help you right out, but since it was a mugging I need you to take your statement“, you could hear him clearly talking in your direction, and his eyes on you felt like lava running down your shoulders, so you muster the strength to meet his eyes and what you saw made you gasp. His steel blue eyes, his wicked smile, his clear interest in you, it was too much

“Oh well, it happened in the square” you explained, “I just had my phone on my had and someone just ran by and grabbed it right from my hands” the entire frase was just spelled out of you in a single breath

“Don’t be nervous, sweet girl” you gasped at the second pet name he slipped past his full lips, and you wondered if that was appropriate, but he was the sheriff! so it must be ok, right? he was supposed to protect you, no hard could come to you in his company

“Oh, I’m sorry” you managed to get out, the more you struggled to speak, the more nervous you got. If you only knew what this was doing to Lee, who watched you as a hawk, wishing he could bend your trembling form over the desk and have his way with you

Slowly you explained what happened as he pretended to take notes of what happened to you and lastly, you got what you needed, a notice from the police for the insurance company and the Sheriff send you on your way

As soon as he saw your figure walking away from him something twitched inside of him, but now he had all your data, your name and address so that gave him a hope of seeing you again. If he decided to make you his, could he pull it off? take you away from the town and lock you up like Ari did, and like Andy was doing? would he be able to? he doubted it, he was the fucking sheriff and he needed to have a public life but, how was he going to manage to conquer you? make you truly his?

Once can only wonder

He bitterly remembered he had an event to go to, something on the local church about gathering supplies for poor people or something, anyways, he had to make an appearance

And he would thank his timing for the rest of his life

Lee saw you walked towards the bus stop, so, with a wide grin, he stopped you with his thick, authoritative voice

“Where are you going, sweet thing?” you stopped in your tracks and turned slowly

“To the church” you mumbled, your index fingers intertwined with each other

“I'll take you” he said firmly, and you tremble in your spot

“That is not necessary Sir” you said quickly, wanting to put some distance between you and the man that made your knees shake uncontrollably. And in one second, he took a chance, he tried something…

“Get in the car Sweety pie” he commanded you, he ordered you, and in front of that authority you caved

“Yes Sir” you responded, and you walked towards the open door he was holding for you. And in that moment he thought fleetingly you will definitely be able to see the huge tent he had on his slacks. Oh so you reacted to command and authority? That's interesting. Well, he was the sheriff.

Was he pushing his luck? He saw you all shaky and scared of being alone with him, it only made his pants feel tighter, so in an unconscious but very planned manner, he placed his big hands in your trembling knee, making you jump but not daring to refuse him

“Relax sweetie pie he murmured happily, “I also have to go to the church”

“Thank you for the ride” you said coyly, the place where he held his hand was burning your skin, a warmth unrecognized by you, but it also felt nice and you almost slapped your own face because of it. You should not feel this way, specially by the presence of him

The town was small and so was the ride, sooner after than later you were in front of the church and you almost jumped out of the vehicle muttering a very quick “thank you sheriff” and ran inside

He growled when he saw you disappear like a scared rabbit, his hand still tingling and with the feeling of your warm skin under it. And right then he decided it was son going to be your trembling pussy under his hand and not just your thigh

He entered the church at the same the very man that cursed his thoughts was finishing what was had been probably a eye opening pep talk, a speech to the people gathered to help the church gather clothing and food for homeless people, or something like that

Lee didn’t really gave a fuck, but he needed to show up nonetheless

The “man of the hour” saw him and with what Lee would described as a shit-eating grin, he walked towards him, greeting him with a handshake

“So good you finally showed up” he said, louder that he should but he got what he wanted when everyone around him turn to look at the exchange of the two runner up for the position of sheriff

“Sorry I’m late” Lee said, matching the voice of his opponent, “I had things to take care of in the precinct, you know, protecting the people of our town”

“Of course sheriff” oh he really hated this bastard, “You look tired, perhaps it’s time to take some long vacations.” He suggested. Lee was aware of how much people were looking at them right now, so it was passive aggressive at this point.

“You know what they say about sharks” he snarked, “When they stop swimming they sink, that’s how is like to be a sheriff” he said, putting his hands on his belt

“Yes, sure” his opponent looked tired of him already

“Dad?” and then the sound of your timid voice and you appeared in front of them both like a vision.

You were the daughter of his runner up. He looked at you like he had seen a ghost, while his contender grabbed you by your shoulders, squeezing until you whined

“This is my daughter and pride” he presented, telling him your name

“Yes we’ve met” he mumbled, and your father looked at you like he wanted to kill you, you only everted your gaze, clearly wanting to escape this situation

“A picture for the local newspaper!” an eager photographer shouted, and your father grabbed Lee by his shoulder, both smiling falsely

“Don’t go near my daughter again Bodecker” he whispered between his teeth, and he didn’t even stopped smiling

He didn’t respond to him, nor he made any promises because if something he was sure of… is that the forbidden fruit is always the sweetest.

He couldn’t get you out of his mind… how sweet and innocent you were, how naive, hell he bet you were a sweet virgin, the daughter of his rival, the sole thought made his cock get so hard it hurt.

As soon as he got inside his car after the church event he took himself out, massaging his fat cock hungrily, picturing you on your knees between his legs, looking up at him with those doe eyes of yours and your sweet mouth wide open, and those dirty thoughts where what push him over the edge embarrassingly quickly

Like hell he was going to stay away from you, he was going to have you. He looked out the window of his cruiser towards the church, everyone, or at least most of the contributors had left. But what he saw made his blood boil. He saw your form leaving the church, his father following closely behind. You seemed to be arguing, or rather, he was yelling at you but he couldn’t figure out what you were saying

He jumped out of his car with great difficulty

“What were you doing with that man?” he heard your father asked

“He only gave me a ride dad” you responded, “I told you I needed to go to the station because my phone got stolen” he grabbed you roughly by the arm and shoved you. And that’s whe he came into the picture

“Hey, is everything ok?” he asked then. Your father looked incredibly annoyed and surprised to see him there. Outraged would be the exact words

“This is not any of your business” he barked. He looked at you but you didn’t look at him back, you seemed embarrassed

“Go back to the car” he barked, and you, like a little lamb, obeyed. When you were out of earshot, the candidate leaned into Lee

“Stay away from my daughter Bodecker!” The man just laughed, looking at the man in front of you

“What do you mean?” he asked

“She is too young for you and I’m not letting my daughter waste her life, with the likes of you!”

“Withdraw from the race” Lee demanded, “Or I’m going to fuck your daughter, and I´m going to knock her up”

And that’s how Lee managed to get punched in the face by his runner up

He growled like an animal while he put on his hat over his head, because now he was just leaving a man hunt, created and directed by the pup herself, to find Sunshine. He wanted to punch himself in the fucking face. He gets distracted one second, one single second worried about his own happiness and everything went to hell.

He also knew this was a waste of time because he knew for a fact that sunshine had ever been in the forest, but still, the pu was wasting resources and everything but at least it still looked like a missing person case and not a murder/kidapping. But as he knew, nething came up, he just lost four hours trekking on the forest for nothing, only for appearances

Middle town was surrounded by forest and rivers, so it wasn’t uncommon for people to get lost. So it wasn’t such a bad idea, he almost wanted to smile at her detective innocence, pull and drive. This feminism or whatever, a woman looking for another woman, it was almost personal

He sighed loudly, both hands on the wheel as he drove away from the edge of the forest, that’s when… he saw you again. Walking shakily towards the same direction he gathered, you were also going to help the search

He stopped the car alongside you, getting all your attention, hell you were so jumpy

“Hello Lee, what are you doing here? ” you asked, couldn’t hide the trembling in your voice

“I’m sorry, miss, but I’m a sheriff and you will treat me with respect” he growled, making you shiver, and mortified, you mumbled an apology

“Sorry Sir” you mumbled, avoiding his darkening look, “Sheriff Sir”

“That’s more like it” he said, pleased, “and ” he said with that southern brawl, sometimes you wondered how he got up here, in a New York borough. You might be shy, and borderline innocent, but you knew this was a very strange coincidence, but the probability that the sheriff was following you? even more unlikely

“Let me take you home sweety pie” it was getting late and he couldn’t stand the thought of you getting hurt.

“That is not necessary” you said hastily, I bet you had a lot of things to do, m-more important things,”

“Are you refusing me, little girl?” he asked with a serious face, “It’s late, and we are in the middle of nowhere, get in the car” and like the obedient little thing you were, you did. He was also motivated by anger, because his cheek still burned with your father’s fist

But he was not going to take you home

No when you explained with a shaky voice that you had a big fight with your dad, in which he told you he was embarrassed by you

“He says that you are a bad man” you whispered, teary eyed and whimpering mess, “But I know you aren’t, and I’m sick of him pressuring me to help him, he is so mean…” you trembled when you felt his hand on your cheek

Oh he was not going to take you to your home, now that he had you, he wasn’t going to let you go

“Lee I’m not sure this is ok” you mumbled, as you noticed he had stopped the car in a wasteland, in the middle of nowhere, and also, it was already dark, so you couldn’t see anything.

“It is sweetie pie” he whispered, looking at you. There was so little light and still you could clearly see his ice blue eyes looking at you. They were so beautiful and intense, you wanted to tell him all your secrets, “You enjoyed being with me, right? Is that why your father is so upset?” you played with your fingers as you used to when you were nervous

“Yes” you muttered, “He says you are a bad man”

“And what do you think?” he asked then, he seemed entertained by you

“I think you are good” you muttered, “I don’t know…” the tip of his fingers found your flustered face, brushing away hairs from your face

He knew this was wrong, the first time with you should be in a bed covered in rose petals, and candles all around you and everything, but no. The urge was real, he had you here, now, this time was now.

“I’m good” he tasted the words inside his mouth

“What are we doing here, Lee?” you asked then

“Well, I wanted some alone time with you, away from prying eyes” he said back

“Oh” you didn’t know what to say, what to think

“I want to get to know you better” he continued

“Is it because I’m my father’s daughter?” you asked boldly

“No sweety, since the first time I saw you I liked you” he perched, again, his hand on your thigh, this time squeezing lightly, feeling your unease

“I liked you too” you whispered, and you heard the soft chuckled he let out. When you looked up at him you felt this electric current between you, like something else was going to happen, you knew it, he knew it, and that is why when he leaned into you, you also leaned in, closing the distance between the both of you. His mouth closed on yours hungrily wanting to devour you whole and immediately you felt overwhelmed by him, clearly he had more experienced than you

You briefly felt like a fish that had been hooked

He grabbed you by your thigh, making you sit on his lap.The space was close between your body and the wheel, so he pulled a lever on the side of the seat and made it back as much as possible. You whined into his mouth, almost moaning. Your hands caressed the back of his head. While his sneaked under your dress you wore for the sunny day

“Are you going to let me fuck you?” he asked against your mouth, and you whimpered.

“I don’t know…”

“You said you liked me, didn’t you?” he asked then between small kisses

“I… had never…” he shushed you

“It’s ok, sweet girl” he purred, and devoured you again, and you let him, scared of saying no, scared of being alone in the middle of nowhere with him, and specially, you really wanted to know what it was like to be with a man, and somehow you felt safe with him

Oh you were wrong, but that wasn’t important at the moment

Since his hand found your soft skin under the dress cressing your thighs and butt. You had boyfriends before which had touched you like that but you always stopped them. But now, you were not going to. His fingers raveled the hem of your panties wanting to get under them, you squirmed, uncomfortable, but you didn’t move further

“I’m going to pop your cherry” he said victoriously, “my cherry pie” you whimpered gain, not knowing what to said and not knowing how to stop him even if you wanted to

“I’m scared” you protested, but he shook your fears away

“I will make you feel so good” he said back

“But my father…”

“He’ll never know, I promise” there was this sexy thing about fucking the enemy, and your father had you so done with all his campaign you alost waned to uined it, subconsciusly of course. In a single but gentle movement he ripped your underwear, burning your skin. You felt butterflies in your pussy and suddenly you felt more scared when his fingers trying to sneak between your slippery folds

“You are wet sweetheart” he said, mocking you gently

“I know, I’m sorry” you cried, and he chuckled darkly

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” he purred. “Feel this wet little pussy, she is whipping for me, god I think I love you”

“Don’t say that”

“What? I love you?” he asked then

“You don’t mean it” you accused

“I do, I’ll prove it, If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t be doing this… right? I wouldn't want to be here with you, alone” his hands fidgeted with the hem of his pants, opening his belt and then his fly, releasing himself. It was dark and you couldn’t quite see it, but you knew he was big

“I want to eat you out, and I want you to blow me, but not now, later” he promised, and the thought of repeating this with him made your stomach tingle, you wanted this. It felt forbidden but because of it it felt so good

When the tip of his cock started opening you up you whimpered, it was painful and you felt like he was burning you, but he didn’t stop, and you had little to no strength to control how to go down on him, so your knee slipped from the door, making you impale yourself into him, making you cry bloody murder, grabbing his shoulders wanting to rip the fabric apart.Lee wouldn’t hear any of it, and managed to make you still so he could spear off and then again into your body, making you cry harder

“I’m sorry” you whimpered, tryin by all means to stop the tears falling but there was no use, the sharp pain was triggering them, “I’ve never done this before,” Lee only smiled as he snapped his hips harder into you, making you whimper and release more bitter tears

“Oh I know,” Lee purred, his fat cock spearing into you making you cry out

“Sir” you called, slapping his shoulder repeatedly, but he didn’t relent, “Sir, please” you muttered

“What?” he grunted, his face still on your neck

“I… you are not using a condom” you whispered into his ear, your arms around his neck

“Fuck I know, this is just some sweet pussy” he grunted, “How the fuck I’m I suppose to fuck you with a fucking rubber uh?”

“But, I… uh!” you whined consecutively, overwhelmed by the feeling, the pain, but also the pleasure, where making your head spin

“Relax cherry pie” he purred, caressing your face, brushing hairs out of your sweaty face, “Everything is going to be ok” you just nodded, your eyes turning to the back of your head when the tip of his cock caressed a special spot inside of you.

“Lee” you moaned his name as you reached your climax, and he only smiled, lookin at your beautiful fuck out face, grabbing your hips to make sure you couldn’t scape him when he shot all his load deep inside you

Notes: ANDDDDD this is something new for me, it's really frustrating to write a shy reader so I have to ut a lot of Lee in there.

ANDDDDD I also gave you a sneak peak into Stephen's reader... the puppy

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buckysswinter · 2 years

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all you had to do was stay

18+ minors dni

warnings: large age gap(implied; lee is late 30s reader is early 20s), angst, fluff, happy ending

not edited or beta’d- do not repost or translate!

any mistake i make is my own!

lee bodecker x f!reader

word count: 2,062

part two to right where you left me

here you are now, calling me up, but i don't know what to say; i've been picking up the pieces of the mess you made

lee looked at the ticket in his hand, inspecting it. it has been months since he picked up that ticket at the diner. the ink on it slowly fading the more he held it in his hands. he thought of what life could be with her. if he stayed, if he was selfish, he could be happy right now. he hears shuffling feet and he attempts to hide the one thing he has left of y/n.

-"you don't need to hide it lee," dot's voice sounds as she peeks through the door, lee sighs t her statement. he knew dot had been lurking, seeing him look at the faded ticket. he wanted to be happy with her, give her the life she deserves- but everytime he moves on a speck of y/n floods his brain. he can't help but compare them, how y/n's skin is softer, how her eyes sparkled more. lee couldn't bring himself to hurt dot too, he decided to leave y/n, to leave the restaurant with her looking like a dream with tears running down her face- tears he put there.

he left her, he shouldn't be feeling like this. he chose to leave- after weeks of mulling it over, lee decided to put an end to their relationship. albeit, he never gave y/n an explanation as to why or have her the real reason as to why. lee knew of y/n's ambitions, he knew she was more than this town, she could do better with her life than be here, than being with him. that was the final straw to his decision, on top of the silent whispers of her wasting her youth with an old fat guy like the sheriff. lee chose to leave her be, to live her life, to figure out who she wants to be, who she needed to be with. it was the most painful thing he ever had to do- but he did it in the name of love, for y/n.

dorothy's looming presence forces lee to speak up,

-"dotty, i think we need to talk" the strain in his voice surprised him and looking at her she knew.

-"i-" lee sighed continuing the need to end it, "i'm so sorry but i need to leave. i need to break this up. i am so sorry in promising you the life you needed and deserved." lee looked up at her, his eyes watering, he didn't mean to hurt this many people and as he looked up at dot, her understanding eyes looked at him.

-"lee bodecker, you are one of the nicest man in this planet, maybe the nicest man to exist in this rotten town- you taking a chance on me and my son is the best i could ever hope for. i hope you be happy with her, go after her lee- apologize and beg for her back." dot gave lee a bone crushing hug and wiped the tear running down his face. this hurt lee. the pain for leaving comfort to chase something that might blow up in his face. though for lee it was all worth it, he had to show y/n all the love he still had for her.

the bustling city still surprised her, in the two months she's moved to new york everyday she saw something that she deemed odd. yet the city air was fresh to her, different from meade. the tall skyscrapers stand with the sky instead of broken down brick buildings. the way the sun felt against her skin was different too.

it surprised y/n to see other women studying in the same college as her, everyone acting nonchalant about it. two years was all she needed to be a nurse. she’d always loved helping her dad when he got into brawls or even lee when he’d sneak into her house with a cut open lip. lee, she had missed him but it seems to be too late to vocalize it now, he’s moved on and he’s also the one to break it off. though she never got the explanation from him, she thought it was better that way.

the basking thought of him would come up late at night when she realized how alone she was in the city. how she was singled out from her friends that she had made. her mind always wandered back to lee when she thought of home. she would have sacrificed everything to be with home right now but as fate would have it lee did not want her back. the hurt from the breakup keeps her going, lee would have cheered her on if they were still together, though she might not be where she is now if they were still together. she was unsure if lee would leave the power he had back in knockemstiff. maybe if they were still together she would be content in life, in a house somewhere in brewer heights. all the maybes got to her head and tears streamed down her face.

if only lee had explained why he wanted to break up- maybe if she had a reason and maybe if he hadn't moved on she would have stayed.

y/n wiped the tears off her face and focused on her task, needing to finish her assignment which had taken her all night to do. she had to wake up early tomorrow to apply for job, her savings running low.

lee struggled when he arrived to new york, the fast paced walking and talking made him miss knockemstiff where nothing ever happened. the search for y/n was going to be tough and he knew it, a big city like new york and he hadn't got the faintest idea where she was staying or where she went to school. but lee was determined to search every corner of the city if it meant getting her back, or trying to at least. lee hadn't slept since he got to new york, sitting in the first diner he found at the corner booth on his third cup of coffee. the bell rung and something in him willed him to look up and as he did he saw her. the one he was looking for, she looked healthy, her eyes weren't as sunken in as the last time he saw her; she also looked grown, she had more confidence in her. she wasn't the innocent doe-eyed girl lee had met.

lee had taken the menu the waitress had left and hid his face, he was suddenly nervous for her to see him. would she think he was crazy? even perhaps shoo him away without him having a chance to give her an explanation? hearing her sweet voice for the first time in a while brought him back to the first time he ever heard it,

a sweet giggle lured lee back to consciousness, he had gone to church to campaign. married women were swarming him, fawning over him; yet he grew tired of this as soon as he heard her, his head turned to her and a white-like halo surrounded her figure. the dress she wore fitting her whole personality. lee had become addicted to someone he didn't know.

-"excuse me, i saw the ad on the newspaper and i was wonderin' if the waitress position is still open," she still had her accent, it was a slight drawl but it was still there.

if fates would have it, this was lee's chance to talk to her yet he seemed to be choked up on the what ifs.

y/n enters the diner and asks the first lady she sees about the ad on the newspaper and as she was looking around she sees a familiar figure hiding behind a menu. a simple menu couldn't hide his broad shoulders, or his familiar hands. the same hands that was all over her body not long ago. those hands that she loved so much, the same hands that she thought wouldn't let her go and yet it did.

y/n felt ridiculous, maybe it was a man that wasn't lee. the ghost of him was everywhere, lingering and following her around. just as she thought she moved on, he still haunts her.

yet, as they lowered the menu those familiar cerulean blue eyes stared at her. as she made eye contact with him, y/n's heart stopped beating.

why would lee be here? is he real?

as if someone was puppeteering her, y/n made her way to his table,

-"what are you doing here?" her words laced with venom and hatred, though she didn't mean for it to come out that way.

lee stuttered, he took a deep breathe before answering her,

-"i followed you here," y/n didn't even let him finish his sentence.

-"well that's obvious, get to the part why you're here." she was more snappy than he was used to.

-"i saw your train ticket fall at the diner the last time we saw each other and i realized i was wrong. i was wrong for breaking it off and i was wrong-" then again she scoffed at this interrupting him.

-"lee bodecker, i had given you more than enough time to get me back but you turn to another woman. and what's worse is that you never gave me a reason why. do you know how many nights i stayed awake staring at myself trying to look for imperfections, trying to ask myself why you left me? because maybe if i learned why then i could change it and get you back." y/n's tears were running down her face, sitting opposing to lee, she saw how his face changed.

-"do you wanna know why i broke up with you? it was because of my own insecurity, because i know you could be better without me. because you can achieve so much without me holding you down. because you wanted to go to a big city and i wanted to stay in that small town, and y/n you deserve more than me and if i had told you all of that you would have assured me that it's not the case and we would be what? together but you would be unhappy because you have so much more to offer than be in that fucking shithole." y/n never knew the gravity of lee's insecurity, they have gone over it a couple of times. first when she heard a couple of guys, younger deputies sneering and poking fun of how lee looked. you had told him to ignore it because you loved him for who he is, part of what attracted you to him was because how soft he was, how he felt when he was on top of you.

-"all you had to do was stay lee, it would've been enough for me. even if i didn't get to chase my dreams, even if it meant me being stuck in a house. that would all mean staying with you lee." her voice was meek, her heart pouring out to lee. if she had known lee felt that way then against all odds she would have figured something out.

-"i know honey, but i couldn;t. i was holding you back and i'm here now. i realized that leaving you, not being with you; it's slowly destroying me. i tried distracting myself with work, playing house with dot but nothing worked. it's always been you and only you. so here i am, as a man asking for you back. i would get on my knees and beg for your forgiveness if that's what it meant." lee got up preparing to get on his knees and y/n opened her mouth to talk before he could.

-"would you leave knockemstiff for me? would you leave all that power you've collected, that cushy house in brewer height, all for me?" it was a question that has been gnawing her brain. if the answer was yes, no hesitation she was willing to give lee a chance.

and without hesitation, with pure love in his eyes,

-"anything for you sugar. i would fight anyone come hell or high water to keep you y/n."

y/n dragged lee to her apartment, their lips clashing filled with desire for what felt like eternity yet it wasn't enough. the electric feeling between them, buzzing and keeping both of them alive. their breathes synced, bodies intertwined.

a/n: this has been postponed so many times just because i couldn't find a way to end it hehe

tags: @extremelyblackandwhite @tharros-auris-black-asimi @blackwood-bodecker-housewife @eclecticpatrolroadlawyer @elbell20-blog @smartycherry @weirdowithnobeardo @queenofshinigamis @greeneyedblondie44 @harrysthiccthighss

#sebastian stan #lee bodecker x y/n #sheriff lee bodecker #lee bodecker angst #lee bodecker fluff #lee bodecker x reader #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fanfic

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antisocialwritingx · 2 years

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My Poor Baby

Pairing: Older Husband! Lee Bodecker x Younger Wife! Reader

Summary: After weeks of working hard Lee has finally met his match. The common cold. But don’t worry, his sugar is there to make him feel all better.

Warning(s): sick! Lee, fluff, just some good ol’ lovin

A/N: I have been feeling kinda off lately so I wanted to write something cute and fluffy (per usual) for him :) It feels like I haven't uploaded in forever and I am trying guys! I finished my finals last week and flew down to see my family so I have been quite busy. I have a request that I am working on right now but I've been working on this whenever I've had the chance so I hope ya'll enjoy!!! <3

Word Count: 1.2K

𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘺: @firefly-graphics

Lee was a hardworking man. He had his faults and issues, but the moment he met you, he wanted to become a better man.

It sounds cliche, but you were the reason for his change. He didn’t want you to be around a man as horrible as he was/still can be.

Lee made sure you had just about anything you wanted and more.

A nice home? You got it.

Time with your husband? Call him and he’ll be there right away.

Someone’s bothering you? Lee will take care of them.

It was a dream for you. Lee was the perfect man and an even more perfect husband, and he felt the same about you.

You were his light, his world, his everything. Lee would stop at nothing to give you what you wanted, and nothing was going to stop him.

As the morning came you woke up to the sunlight streaming in through the curtains. Lee was usually up by this time due to him having to be in the office earlier since he took on more hours.

However, this morning was different because as you shifted around in the bed, you felt a large presence on the other side of you.

Opening your eyes you’re met with your handsome husband, sleeping away, his chest rising up and down lightly.

You sit up against the bed, leaning in closer to Lee’s larger body, running your fingers lightly over his facial features.

Expecting to meet his soft skin, you’re met with the feeling of warm, clammy skins. Worry immediately rose within your body as you leaned in closer, setting the back of your hand against his forehead. Feeling how warm he was you quickly but quietly got up out of the bed and headed towards the kitchen.

Grabbing the items you needed you started making Lee his favorite soup, setting aside a tea kettle and grabbing his favorite tea.

As everything was warming up and cooking, you ran to the bathroom to do your morning routine, doing everything 10x faster than ever.

After finishing your routine you jog back to the kitchen, tasting the soup and testing the tenderness of the veggies before adding the perfect amount of seasoning.

After a while you check the clock on the stove to see that an hour had passed and Lee was still not up.

You set the burner on low before grabbing the squealing kettle, pouring it into the mug and adding the perfect amount of sugar just for your lover.

You set off to your shared bedroom, loving looking at your husband before walking towards him and setting down his cup. Sitting down on his side of the bed you rub his back slowly, trying to wake him up slowly.

Lee’s eyes fluster slowly before fully opening up. Squinting at the light invading his sight Lee feels the effects of whatever illness was messing with him.

A sad smile made its way onto your face as Lee slowly turned to meet your face.

“Good morning honey. How’re you feelin’? Can I get you anything? A cold towel? A change of clothes? I have chicken noodle soup cookin up for you right now.” You asked him, wanting to help your big man as much as possible.

Lee felt so off. Never in a million years did he feel like he wanted to jump off a cliff. He felt so hot yet he felt like he was freezing.

“I’m alright darlin’ you didn’t need to go through all that trouble. I think if I just take some ibuprofen I should be okay.” He mumbled, nuzzling his face into your stomach as his arms wrapped around your torso.

You scoffed before responding to him.

“Lee, you and I both know this is more than what ibuprofen can fix. If you feel so okay then what time were you supposed to be at the department this morning?” You questioned him, rubbing your fingers through his short but soft hair.

He thinks to himself silently, trying to see if he could remember but with how he was feeling all he could really focus on was your gentle touch.

Laughing softly, Lee looks up at you with a small frown on his face.

“That’s what I thought, mister. Now you stay here while I go grab you some soup and clothes to change into okay? I set a cup of your favorite tea with just enough sugar in it for you on the bedside table.” You tell him, getting up to leave only to be stopped by strong arms.

“Don’t leave me sugar. You feel so warm and it’s so cold.” He mumbled, shoving his face deeper into your stomach, his arms tightening ever so slightly around your body.

Your heart broke seeing your man feel this ill. Bending down slightly to kiss his forehead, your lips feel just how warm he had gotten.

“Lee, I promise I’ll be back as quickly as possible. I gotta make sure the soup doesn’t burn and I gotta grab you some medicine.”

Grumbling to himself Lee let go of you and rolled over, hugging your pillow to his chest.

“I’m countin’ the seconds and if you’re gone for too long Imma be upset at you.”

Shaking your head with a smile on your face you leave Lee how he was and went to the kitchen, making him a bowl of soup and grabbing his medicine before heading back to him.

When you entered the room Lee was in the same position you had left him; a frown on his face as he hugged your pillow close to his chest, however as you went to set the bowl and medicine on the bedside table you could see that about a third of the tea had been drinken.

You head off towards your shared closet, grabbing Lee a new shirt and a pair of pants.

Settling down next to Lee you motioned for him to get up, helping his aching body change shirts.

As Lee was pulling down his shirt you grabbed the bowl and medicine from the bedside and handed them to him carefully.

“Thank you darlin’, you really didn’t need to do this for me.” He told you, taking bites of the soup you made to help soothe his throat.

“Honey I love you with all my heart, of course I’m gonna help you out when you’re sick. That was part of my vows to you and part of the promise we made when you decided to marry me.” You tell him, kissing the side of his head.

After he finished his soup and took his medicine you gestured for him to come cuddle which he immediately accepted, resting his head on your chest.

You ran your fingers up and down his back lightly, kissing him on the head as you both spoke softly about nonsense.

As the conversation continued, you could tell he was becoming sleepy once again, his words slurring together slightly and his eyelids becoming heavy.

“Why don’t you take a nap honey? I’ll be here when you wake up.” You ask him, although you know that within the next few minutes he’ll be knocked out.

“I love you sugar.” He mumbled, kissing your collarbone lightly.

You kiss him on the forehead as he starts to drift off to sleep.

“And I love you Lee. So much.”

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆

🎄christmas masterlist🎄

warning - smut, swearing, nipple play, getting yourself off with another's breast, slight somno, human reader, tiny elf male, stalker behaviour, violence.

18+ only please, the gif and header aren't mine.

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Lee grumbles, his face set in a permanent scowl as he stares at your sleeping form. His icy eyes flicker over to the Christmas movie playing quietly on the screen before focusing back on what he came for. Lee walks over, tugging lightly on your finger that hangs over the edge of the couch, glaring up at you. Daring you to wake up, picturing the confusion in your eyes causes his cock to strain against his pants.

Lee begins to climb, gripping whatever material he can. Pulling his tiny body up until he reaches the flatness of the couch, small huffs leave him as he tries to catch his breath. His chubby belly bulges against his sweater.

His little pointed ears twitch when he straightens, and his nose scrunches. Annoyed by the sweet scent of gingerbread filling his senses, he spies a half-eaten gingerbread house on top of the coffee table, grumbling before treading over and on top of your sleeping body, lifting your oversized sleep shirt and crawling underneath.

He continues to grumble as he makes his way up your stomach and to your soft, plump breasts. Untucking his hardened member from his pants, he nuzzles closer to your erect nipple, lying flat on his stomach as he presses his face into your soft flesh. Lee’s throbbing cock pokes against you as he begins to lick and suck parts of your nipple and breast.

Lee starts to rut into you, stuffing as much of your nipple into his mouth as possible. Grunts and groans were freely leaving him, his thick tip leaking his creamy pre-cum. His lips move off your nipple, placing rough kisses and bites around it. His pace picks up, little hips thrusting rapidly into you, eyes rolling to the back of his head as the pleasure becomes too much for him, but it feels too good to stop.

Lee mumbles into your skin, muttering words about how good you feel and how you are such a good girl for him. His eyes keep fluttering closed as your sweet scent fills his senses. Wondering how he could’ve kept himself away from you for so long, Lee moves his way back up to your nipple and latches on.

He can feel his end approaching as his balls tighten, the heavy sacks desperate to release his warm cream. His bulging stomach rubs against you as he thrusts faster. Little whines and moans escape his puffy lips. Gripping your flesh between his chubby fingers, Lee groans around your nipple. His cock twitches as he releases all over you.

Resting his forehead tiredly against your plump flesh, Lee grumbles, getting onto his knees slowly before looking down at the mess he’s made. He scoffs, shaking his head, “stupid bitch doesn’t know how to stay clean.” Dipping his hands into his cooling cum, he spreads it around and onto your hard nipple, marking you as his.

Lee’s eyes move to the opening of your shirt, slightly widening when they connect with your curious ones. Without knowing what to do, he runs toward your face. His chubby little body moved faster than ever before, swinging a tiny fist directly toward your chin, his face set into a deep scowl, and he glared when you didn’t react. He thought that would work.

Quickly jumping out of your shirt and making a run for it down your body and off the couch, a spew of curse words flies out of his mouth. He makes sure to disappear before you think of getting off the couch and following him.

You sit there, brows furrowed. You wondered if what you just saw was real. Your eyes slowly flicker over to the Christmas movie playing, confusion still set deep in your bones, causing you not to notice the man in your dreams standing near your beautifully decorated Christmas Tree.

You didn’t know why but something seemed to be blocking you from freaking out. Whatever it was seemed to bring forth your deepest desires.

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𝐕𝐈𝐈. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲︱𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬︱𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖.𝐂︱𝟒𝐤

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬︱𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐟!), 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠!

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞︱𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝟑 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞! 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫! 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 @gutflorizts-library 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 <𝟑

After Arvin’s empty threat you didn’t leave the house for 3 days in fear you would run into him. Lee had to coax you out of your room like you were a scared dog he was trying to rescue that he found on the side of the road.

“Dove, you have to go out at some point,” Lee sighed. “Lenora has been askin’ about you. What am I goin’ to tell her?”

You looked off to the wall as you tried to come up with an excuse. “You could tell her I’m still sad about my mama.”

Lee placed his hands on his hips as he shook his head. “Are you still sad about that?” He sincerely asked. “You don’t really talk about it.”

“There isn’t much to talk about. She left and that’s that,” You shrugged.

“Don’t you miss her?” He questioned. “At least a little bit?”

You chewed on your lip as you thought about his question. “I do,” You said after a period of pure silence. “I miss the idea of the kind of mother I wanted. I’m grieving something I never once had.”

“Dove…”

“I was such an idiot,” You laughed through your nose as tears collected in your eyes. “Everytime she would give me a small hug or even a smile I would automatically forgive her, thinking she wasn’t the bad guy I made her out to be. The guilt would eat me up each time and I would think I was the bad guy. But then the cycle would repeat and in the end I would never learn my lesson.”

“I’m really sorry Dove.” Lee’s hands went straight to your hips and rubbed soothing circles on them, his favorite way of comforting you. Your hands wrapped his neck and you pulled him for a short simple kiss.

“S’okay,” You quipped. “I’m just a bit scared I’ll turn out like her when I have children.”

“You’ll be a great mother Dove,” Lee assured you. “Our children will absolutely adore you. I’m sure of it.”

“Our children?” You asked with a dopey smile. “You want children with me?”

“Who else would you have children with?” He playfully asked. “You plannin’ on leaving me?”

You instantly shook your head, “No ‘course not.” After a few seconds of silence you spoke again, “But do you really think of havin’ kids with me?”

“That's all I ever think about Dove. I just imagine you all big and swollen with my baby,” He said while rubbing your stomach. “Barely able to walk and you have to ask me for help. You have no idea how much I want it.”

“And how many does Sheriff Bodecker want?” You asked, your hands fixing his tie.

“As many as you want to have,” He answered. “You want 3? I’ll give you 3.”

“Fine but I want a bigger house,” You started.

“Done.”

“And a big yard for the kids to play in-”

“Done.”

You bit on your lip to contain the smile that was bursting at the seams, “I also want a nice flower garden-”

“Already in the making Dove. Anything else?”

“I want you to be there by my side as my loving husband.”

Now it was Lee’s turn to contain his smile. He placed his chin on top of your head and wanted nothing more than to stay in that exact moment until God decided his time on earth was up. “Then I’ll be just that Dove, a husband devoted to his loving wife.”

You went to pull away from his grip, Lee growled and encased you tighter against him. “Lee you have work, can’t be runnin’ late.” You mumbled against his work shirt.

After a couple seconds his grip loosened but still remained around your body, “You’re right. Fine I’ll let go.” He dropped his arms and proceeded to walk to the door. “Dove, I really want you to try and go out, we really need groceries.”

You followed right behind him towards the door, “I’ll try.”

Before he left the door, he kissed your forehead lovingly like he always does before leaving work. “Arvin won’t do a thing to you, I promise.”

After Lee left you headed towards the fridge. When you opened it you did indeed need

groceries. There was barely any food and all that was left was yogurt that was 3 days past its expiration date, a couple of eggs and the half eaten banana.

You mustered up all your courage and left the house. Good thing the grocery store was only a 5 minute walk. When you arrived at the grocery store you unfolded your grocery list and began to shop.

“There you are!” Lenora exclaimed, pointing her finger at you.

Startled, you jumped like a cat and clutched your list close to your chest. When you saw Lenora your body relaxed. “Jeez Lenora, you scared the crap outta me. You ain’t gotta yell.”

“Well I ain’t apologizing,” She said. “I haven’t seen you in 4 days. You haven’t been callin’ me. It seems like you’re been avoiding me. What the hell is goin’ on?”

Arvin is what’s going on, damn bastard has me shaking in my boots. “Nothing is going on,” You responded.

“Bullshit,” Lenora retorted. “Come on Y/N don’t start lyin’ to me, tell me what’s going on.”

One thing you could never do was lie to Lenora, she could see right through you like glass.

“I had a stomach bug,” You began your lie, hoping she would buy it. “It was terrible Lenora, I couldn’t stop throwin’ up. I could barely get up from bed.” You waited for a couple seconds, seeing if she would buy the cheap lie.

“Oh why didn’t you say something, I would’ve came over and made you some soup,” She chuckled. “That’s what friends are for silly. You are feelin’ better though right?”

You nodded, “Yeah, a lot better.”

“Good because you and I are going dancin’ this week.”

Your eyes widened in shock, “Dancin’? With who?”

“There’s some cute soldiers passin’ by and why not thank them for their service with a good time,” She beamed. “Who knows we might even find the one?”

You laughed, “Yeah the one to dance the devil’s tango with.”

“Either way we’ll have fun,” She winked. “What do you say?”

“As much as I would love to, I don’t think I’ll be allowed to go,” You said, grabbing fresh tomatoes. “I have a feelin’ Lee won’t be okay with that.”

“He doesn’t have to know.”

You quizzically furrowed your eyebrows, “What do you mean?”

“I mean…” She got close to your ear, whispering, “We can sneak out.”

You walked past the produce, heading to the cashier. “If we get caught Lenora it’ll be the end of us.” You handed your basket to the cashier while she scanned. “I’ve been caught before and trust me it ain’t fun.” You paid for your groceries and started to head out the store.

“We’re only young for so long Y/N,” Lenora whined. “We never have this kind of fun. Soon we’ll have to start looking for a husband, next thing you know we’re 25 with 2 kids and we didn’t have any fun.”

“Fine,” You gave in and stopped dead in your tracks, “But Lenora we cannot drink, got it?”

“Got it,” She repeated in a disappointed look.

“You girls goin’ to the dance?” A feminine voice asked.

You both turned your heads and saw it was Cheryl. She was sitting on the rails of the porch, filing her nails away.

Cheryl was a tall 27 year old woman with deep ginger curly hair that she often wore in two pigtails with bows. Her brows were always nice and kept and her teeth were pearly white. All the clothing she owned was 2 sizes too small for her to purposefully show off more skin than what was needed. She was a hairdresser by day and a whore by night.

You didn’t like Cheryl very much, you had your own reasons just like everyone else had. The only reason you talked to her is because she has the best tasting fruit and vegetables. She sure did like you though, she always greeted you with her famous smile and sometimes a kiss on the cheek.

“Maybe,” You answered. “Are you?”

“Duh,” She said as if it was the most obvious thing. She got up from the rail and strided towards you, “A chance to meet me a stallion? Sign me up.” She tucked her nail file away in her back pocket, “You know you two should go, meet some nice boys and give them a very nice thank you. I’ll even take you.”

You chuckled uncomfortably, understanding her innuendo. “I think a dance is a good thank you.”

“Suit yourself,” She shrugged her shoulders. “If you do decide to go stop by the salon and I’ll get you both dolled up. It’s on the house.”

“Thank you Cheryl, we’ll let you know,” Lenora thanked her.

“We should really get going,” You started to pull Lenora away. “Have a nice day Cheryl!”

“You too sweetheart!” She waved goodbye, her eyes focused on the two of you.

Lenora waited until you were well out of her earshot to start talking. “It might just be me but I feel that there’s somethin’ off about that lady.”

“She’s a homewrecker Lenora,” You replied like it was nothing.

“What?” She gaped. “Really?”

“Yeah, that’s why Mrs. Watson is no longer Mrs. Watson and is now Ms. Banks.” You explained. “She said something about not being able to have certain men gets her gears goin’ and she will do anything to get them.”

“Jeez,” Lenora commented.

You went on with your day like usual, cleaned the house, made food, folded laundry, etc. When you finished you waited for Lee to come back home not only to ask him about his day but also about the dance.

“Dove, I'm home!” Lee yelled from the front door.

You walked towards him with your arms opened. You wrapped your arms around his neck and lifted yourself on your tippy toes to give him a peck on the lips, “How was work?”

“Pretty calm today,” He answered. “I’m enjoying it now because Friday night is goin’ to be absolute hell.”

“About Friday night…” You trailed off, playing with the hair on the nape of his neck.

“What about it?”

“Lenora and I really want to go-”

“No, you’re not going.” Lee cut you off. “No way in hell am I goin’ to let you dance with them.”

“Aw come on Lee,” You attested. “It’s not like I’m goin’ to dance with them. Besides, you just told me I need to go out.”

“Dove you’re going to a dance to dance. I don’t want another man touchin’ what's mine.”

“Please Lee, I won’t even dance with them. You’re the sheriff, you’ll be there anyways watchin’ me.” You pulled out your puppy eyes, your secret weapon. “Pretty please.”

“My final answer is no.”

It was the day before the dance. You wanted to ask Lee again to go but you knew he would just say no again. You knew the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach, so why not make Lee’s favorite pie to let you go to the dance.You were at Cheryl’s backyard, picking the best looking peaches. She was close by, you could tell because it reeked of cigarette smoke.

“You goin’ to the dance?” She asked you.

“No, Lee said I couldn’t,” You answered, picking another peach.

“You might find it hard to believe but I used to be just like you Y/N,” Cheryl said, taking another drag of her cigarette. She saw your confused expression and continued, “I was quiet, obedient and innocent. Had I rebelled a little bit in my teen years maybe I wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

“I really can’t do anything about it,” You shrugged. “He’s the sheriff, if I sneak out he’ll find out.”

“I understand him though, you’re a pretty young thing. Any man would fall to their knees the minute they see you,” She stepped closer to you. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you, you know. The man has been struck with cupid’s arrow.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Please, even if I was blind I would still know there’s something goin’ on between the two of you.” She took another drag before dropping it to the ground and stomping on it. “Don’t worry though, I won’t tell anyone.”

You picked the last peach and stuffed it in your basket. “Well I got about 6 peaches, how much do I owe you?”

“Just keep them, not like I’m using them anyways.”

“Are you sure?” You asked.

“Yes I’m sure now get goin’ before Lee gets home and the pie ain’t finished.”

“How did you know I was goin’ to make a pie?”

“You only come here for fruit when you’re goin’ to bake a pie for him,” She responded. “It’s adorable, you must really like him.”

“I do,” You responded. “I really do.” You left Cheryl’s garden, rapidly walking home to start on the pie.

You’ve gotten so used to making pies that it didn’t take you long to make one. The only thing that bothered you was how long it took to bake. You sat on the counter, swinging your legs back and forth eating the leftover peaches while you waited for Lee to come home.

“Dove?” Lee called out for you. “I'm home!”

“I’m in the kitchen!” You yelled in response.

“Something smells good,” Lee complimented as he entered the kitchen. “What’cha making?”

“Peach pie,” You happily replied. “It’ll be done soon.”

“As much as I love your sweet pie,” Lee licked his lips, pushing you down on the counter. “There’s something sweeter I want to try.” Lee had a rather difficult day at work today. He had a racy dream the night prior about you sitting on his face, crushing him with your thighs and the image has been stuck ever since.

“Like what?” You nervously asked as he pushed up your skirt to your stomach.

“Relax,” He smirked, rubbing your legs to attempt to relax you. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

You nodded in response, not trusting your own voice. Lee planted kisses on your inner thighs, seductively sucking on your supple skin, being sure to leave marks. You could feel the heat pooling in your stomach the higher he went. His fingers hooked the waistband of your panties and he dragged them down, throwing them to the side when he pulled them over your ankles.

His large hands spread your legs open and he started to dip his head down. Your breath was becoming labored, nervous yet excited to what was about to come. Lee licked a broad stripe on your pussy, the action made your legs close around his head. The action felt foregin, it wasn’t bad. Just different.

Lee repeated it again, only this time it felt so much better. Your labored breaths turned into gasps with every lick. You whined when Lee pulled away, “You want me to keep goin’?” He asked with a shit eating grin.

“Please never stop.”

Lee returned back to his favorite palace, your thighs and latched his mouth on your swollen clit. You tasted like heaven, he spent so many nights tossing and turning just dying for a taste. Just like last night. If he could, he would have you for breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert.

Your nails dug into your palms from the overwhelming pleasure you’re sure you drew blood but you didn’t care. Anything to keep feeling like you’re on cloud nine. You felt a familiar pressure building up only it felt stronger and it was coming faster than it ever has before. Your body moved on its own accord, helping you chase pure nirvana. Any coherent thought left your brain when you felt his tongue create intricate circles on your clit.

“That feels so g-good,” You whimpered, tears pricking your eyes. “But I feel funny…” You started to prop yourself on your elbows.

Lee unlatched his lips for a brief moment, replacing his mouth with his fingers, keeping that pleasure going. “What do you mean funny.”

“Like I’m goin’ to pee,” You whispered in embarrassment.

Lee chuckled, pushing you back down gently. “I promise you, you’re not goin’ to pee. Just let it go.”

“Okay.”

You allowed yourself to let the pressure build up again, concentrating on letting it go. Just let it go Y/N. Just let it go. Yes. Yes. Oh god yes. Your legs tremble around his head as you let go. “Lee!” You shouted as you gushed on his face. When you realized what happened, you were absolutely mortified. “Oh my god Lee, I’m so sorry-”

“S’okay Dove,” He assured you. “It’ll happen sometimes, especially when you feel real good.”

Still stuck in your post orgasm haze you just nodded, “Uh huh..”

“My dumb baby,” Lee cooed as he heled you dress back up. You tried getting off the counter but your jelly-like legs made you fall down. You looked like a baby deer trying to learn how to walk. Lee luckily caught you but not without teasing you.

“Dove if you’re like this with my tongue alone, I can’t imagine what you’ll be like after taking m’cock.”

“Lee!” You gasped, lightly smacking his chest.

“What it’s true, I bet you won’t even be able to walk right after.” He placed his hand on your lower stomach, “Bet you’ll still even feel me right there.” Lee dragged you over to the dining chair, settling you on his lap.

“So Lee about the dance…”

“Still a hard no Dove.”

Well it was worth a try.

The day after the dance you passed by Cheryl’s house again. You and Lenora found a recipe to make a strawberry shortcake in her recipe book and decided to make it.

“So how was the dance?” You questioned, bending down to pick the strawberries.

“It was wonderful!” She cheerfully said. “Oh Y/N, darlin’ you should’ve been there. They were so cute and such gentlemen. My feet are sore from all that dancin’.”

“I’m glad you had fun Cheryl,” You smiled at her. You got back up, closing your basket. “Well I got everythin’ I need. I’ll see you later.”

You were walking out of Cheryl’s garden when you saw Arvin outside, waiting. “Hey Arvin,” You greeted. “What are you doin’ here?”

Arvin started to walk up to you, “I was just passin’ by. What are you doin’ here?”

“Came by to pick some strawberries,” You lifted your basket. “Cheryl has the best fruit in town.”

It looked like luck wasn’t on your side tonight when Cheryl peeked her head over the fence and yelled, “Tell your man to stop hoggin’ the pie and share some with me!”

Avin’s face dropped and he turned to look at you. “You’re still with him?” Arvin asked in disgust. “I can’t believe you.”

“You know Arvin I don’t get you,” You scoffed, having enough of Arvin. You were tired of him dicitaing your choices and you were about to let him have it. “Tellin’ me it ain’t right for me to be with Lee when you’re not so innocent yourself.”

“Because it isn’t.”

“You have no idea what is right and what is wrong.” You pointed your finger to his hard chest. “You’re nothing but a goddamn hypocrite,” You seethed through your teeth.

“I may be a lot of things but you can’t call me a hypocrite,” He declared, taking a step back.

“Really?” You questioned, your fists clenched by your sides. “What was Cheryl then? SHe was nothing?”

“That’s different,” He retorted. “You can’t compare that to this.”

“You’re right, it is different. What happened to you was worse.”

Not too long ago you found out about Arvin’s and Cheryl’s brief affair. You were at the station waiting for Lee to finish up. Cheryl sat right beside you drunk as a skunk, that’s when she let the secret slip out through her lips.

“You know, it’s a shame you’re lettin’ a guy like Arvin go,” She slurred out.

You cocked your head to the side, “Why would you say that?”

She leaned her head against your shoulder, “Not only is he a fine young man but he is great in bed.”

Your body stiffened at her statement, “You’ve slept with Arvin?”

“Oh honey the only reason we stopped is because you came along otherwise we’d be going at it like rabbits.”

You were beyond shocked but you felt the need to know every single detail you could get. “When did it start?”

“Last summer,” She answered in a dreamy tone. “There he was being cute as a button and I just couldn’t resist. He had no idea what to do, poor sweet thing.”

“But wasn’t Arvin just about to turn 17? Ain’t that illegal?”

“Shh,” She shushed you. “It’ll be our dirty little secret.”

Arvin was about to open his mount, getting ready to protest but you spoke before he had the chance. “You better not tell me it’s because you’re a guy. That is nothing but horseshit.”

“A man has needs Y/N.”

You scoffed, “Please, you don't think I have needs?” Arvin remained quiet and chewed the inside of his cheek. “If it’s not so wrong like you saying it is, how come no one knows about it?”

“Because it's no one's business,” He retorted. “And it’s definitely not yours.”

“Then what goes on between Lee and I isn’t any of your business,” You countered, crossing your arms. “All I know is Lee has treated me with nothin’ but respect. He sees me for more than what is between my legs, can’t say the same thing about you.”

“So really Arvin, who are you to tell me what I can and can’t do with my life?” You continued. Arvin again stayed silent. “Arvin you mean a lot to me but if we’re going to be like this all the time then it’s best we cut off ties before it gets really nasty and one of us gets hurt.”

Arvin truly loved you and would’ve done anything to keep you close. Even now he still wants you close but with Lee in the way, he doesn’t think he has the strength to sit back and watch it all happen. “I can’t just not do anything Y/N. Not when I’m watchin’ you being taken away from me to a man that doesn’t deserve you.”

“So this is it then?”

“I don’t know…I need some time Y/N.” It was the last thing Arvin said before walking away.

Arvin sulked with his hands in his front pockets all the way home. He weighed both options, stay and lose you to Lee or leave and lose you to Lee. He wasn’t going to win in the end but at least he could have you close by. Then he thought about how much it would hurt to witness you live the life he wanted to live with you.

The cherry on top of his night was when he saw Lee parked right outside his house. Anger flashed through his body and stormed right up to Lee.

“What are you doin’ here?” Arvin fumed, breathing heavily through his nostrils.

“Came here to drop Emma off,” Lee calmly explained. “I saw her walkin’ alone and I gave her a ride. Is there a problem?”

“You know damn well there’s a problem,” He spat out. “You need to leave Y/N alone or else.”

“Or else what? You and I both know there’s no way in hell I’m goin’ to do that,” Lee dismissed Arvin. “At least not on my own will.”

“I’m goin’ to make sure the whole town finds out the kind of person you are, I swear by it.”

“Go right ahead boy, I ain’t scared of you,” Lee said. “But do that and you’ll get what’s coming to you.”

Lee decided he had enough and left Arvin. He drove off in a hurry to get out of his presence. He saw Arvin as some parasite you just couldn't get rid of but he was going to do it and he was going to do it the hard way. He only knew one person who could really help him voluntarily. So he stopped by their house, knocking on their front door.

“Didn’t expect to see you here, what can I do for you sheriff?”

“I need a favor from you Cheryl.”

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