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dad's best friend!jack abbot x gn!reader.

18+. content warnings: masturbation (m), mentions of porn

dbf!jack watching porn rlly loud on his ipad cause he thinks no one's around to hear. unfortunately for him, you'd chosen to swing by unannounced and raid his wardrobe. you like his clothes, specifically his vintage tees because they've been deliciously pre-stretched by his thick, muscled frame. also, they smell like him.

you hear the moans coming from his room down the hallway and you can't help but feel jealous. he doesn't have anyone over, right? as you get closer and peek through his door, you see that nope, it's just him sat at his desk fucking his hand. his shirt's off, and the way his biceps flex and his head tips back is mesmerising. you're trying so hard to get a glimpse of his cock over his shoulder that you strain forward a little too far and the floorboards creak loudly under you, his bedroom door pressing open.

jack immediately spins around and panics when he sees your dazed face, shoving his ipad face down onto his desk and tucking his cock back in his sweats. "shit, baby, what are you doin' here?" he looks fucked out, sweat curling the hair at the nape of his neck, his big arms flushed a light pink as they bend awkwardly at his sides. he must've been going at it for a while.

18+. content warnings: oral sex (f rec), cheating, manipulation kinda, medical setting, praise, implied cucking(?)

you're a little stressed after spending the night with your boyfriend. he simply could not get you wet, even though he tried soooo hard... so you head to your physician, dr jack abbot.

jack listens with restrained satisfaction at the desperate note in your voice, at that hint of concern, like you're worried that something is wrong. he wants so badly to tell you that your boyfriend is just fucking useless, that it's nothing to worry about, that you're being a good girl…

but first, he wants to be sure. "let me see, honey."

he lays you out on the exam table, then his hand withdraws from your trembling thighs, moving down to grip the back of your knee. "spread a little more for me. i wanna check something."

also your writing is actually insane thank you for your service 🫡🫡

omg yes to both. idk how this got so filthy im sorry

perv!bf!jack abbot x fem!reader.

18+ MDNI! | content warnings: daddy kink, use of little one and eventually dada, DUBCON, somno (? he wakes reader up by groping them), a little name calling and a little praise, jack gets mean and rough for a second, a singular spank

but jack would wake you up with sex that pervy old man :( gets home from his night shift at like 8am and you're still tucked in his sheets all warm and cozy. the perfect prize at the end of a hard shift.

before he can stop himself, one of his hands is sliding under the hem of your shirt to grip at bare skin.

"little one," he murmurs gruffly into your ear. "wake up for me."

"mmmn— jack?" you stir with a whine.

"yeah, 's just me, baby. daddy's home." he kisses and gropes you for a while, stealing your heat while you whine and gasp under him: "wanna take care a'you. 'm all cold, warm me up, pretty one."

pairing - cassie mckay + younger!new mother!reader

contains - postpartum after giving birth though it isn't exactly explained besides a few parts, slightly failed breast feeding, non-sexual nudity and intimacy (yummy), hurt/comfort, reader having a slight breakdown, baby daddy cassie, cassie helps reader with feeding (ig?)

a/n - reference off of the post from @byeilish , trust I asked for permission before using as a reference.

Cassie knew there was something wrong when she brought you and the baby home a few weeks prior, but as she stepped through the door to your shared apartment after coming back from the store and setting the bags down by the door, the silence that bounced off the walls only confirmed more of her assumptions.

"Baby?" She called out whilst making her way up the stairs, ears catching the wails of a newborn who is clearly hungry along with your slightly panicked, watery yet unclear words. Though as she reached the top of the stairs, what you were saying became much more clearer.

"Come on, honey— latch please.. I know y-you're— you're hungry.. please just latch.." The words were basically repeated over and over again along with the exception of the quick breaths you were taking in whilst Cassie opened the door, revealing the sight of you who's pacing, on the verse of crying, attempting to feed the baby while also trying to soothe her. The sight made her heart ache within her chest, but despite that, she was quick to rush over to try and snap you out of spiraling.

"Hey, hey, what's happening?" She murmured, lightly touching your lower back to attempt to help you soothe, but it didn't help much, especially when you glanced with her. If Cassie thought that would help, she was horribly wrong because as soon as caught sight of her, the dam completely broke.

Your face crumbling faster than she can process, tears running down your already slightly red face as you started rambling out things whilst holding the baby against your chest.

"I'm sorry.. she- she's just been crying nonstop and I've tried everything; I've tried cha-changing her diaper, putting her down to nap, and- and—" Pausing momentarily, you tried catching your breath to speak, which Cassie took as the opportunity to pull you into her arms, being careful of the baby as she basically tucked your head into the crook of her neck, hands going to lightly nudge up your shirt to softly caress the skin on your waist and lower back.

"Shh, shh, I know, I know.." She murmured, voice gentle as she kissed the crown of your head, nails still lightly scratching and caressing along your skin. The comforting tone of her voice and touch made you completely melt into her touch as you quietly began sobbing into her shoulder. The baby was now quiet, only letting out soft coos and slight whines. It seems Cassie taking control of the overstimulating situation helped calm her despite still being hungry.

She watched your shoulders shake as you continued to bawl into her shirt, her heart aching more and more with each watery breath you took or broken sound that escaped you. Though it seemed after a few moments, your cries seemed to grow quieter, but still clearly there. She stood there in silence for another minute or two before speaking again, so she lightly pulled you out of her shoulder, glancing down at your puffy, red face, watching another tear slide down your cheek, before cupping your face to wipe under your eyes.

"How about you go take a bath, yeah? Have some you time and I'll take care of her?" She suggested, giving a light nod of her head as she kept an eye on your expression. "But, I still have to feed-" "We got pre-pumped bottles for this, honey.." She pointed out, which made a question rise in her head, but she didn't want to see it just incase you started crying again.

"So let's get you into the bath.." She murmured, lightly taking her hands from underneath your shirt to reach for the baby, which you nodded quietly, gently handing over the newborn to her, hiccuping breaths leaving you as you begin to make your way down the hall towards the bathroom.

"I love you.." She softly called out, "Love you too.." You chirped very quietly from halfway down the hall, before closing the door and running the water, which was Cassie's cue to go downstairs to get one of the bottles for the baby, but not before grabbing a towel to place over her shoulder from the pantry.

—🍼—

It wasn't much longer, only around twenty to thirty minutes before the bathroom door opened, though you didn't need to look up from the wall you were practically staring at, to know that it was Cassie as she sat by the bathtub wall with a slight groan, which made you glance at her. It was clear the baby was in bed now.

Though surprisingly it was you who broke the silence first with a reluctant sigh. "I'm sorry about earlier, I guess I just got overwhelmed and-" "Hey, it's okay, I don't mind taking care of the baby here and there, we're both the parents, you know.."

"I know, but this is one of the few times the hospital doesn't call you in, you should be relaxing, but instead you're taking care of me." You scoffed, though she was quick to shut down that thought. "Uh uh, none of that, I'm the one who decided to take care of you and get you pregnant, which might i add, you're still glowing from it, I mean look at how shiny your skin is."

That made you snort and chuckle, something that made Cassie light up instantly with a grin. "There she is!" "Oh shut up!"

a/n² - oh how I love back scratches and intimacy without sex

— CURRENT AFFAIRS.

“MAMA, I’M SO SCARED… WERE YOU EVER LIKE THIS— ONCE YOU WENT OUT ON THE EDGE?” 1.1k. sfw. shapeshifter!reader.

“yes, fuck yes, oh my god Jack, don’t stop,” moaning loud as fuck as you arch off the hardwood floor, your short pulled over your tits and your panties hanging off your ankle. “three months of this, thank fucking god. love this pussy.” YES!!!

yes to Jack coming over for a barbecue and while you’re inside making a quick drink he comes up behind you and dips his hand under your flowy dress, a short gasp coming from you after he circles your clit.

warnings: scent kink, daddy cassie mckay

seeing cassie in her hoodie just makes me so feral for some reason.

sitting in the apartment one morning and cassie comes in half dressed and asks, "babe have you seen my--"

her stopping in her tracks when she sees you sitting on the worn old couch, bundled up in her hoodie, pressing your nose into the fabric

that lazy smirk creeping onto her pretty face. stalking over to you, standing above you and tilting your chin up to face her.

"you know, that doesn't really match your outfit."

"that's okay."

"i have others that i just washed," she offers. "i wore that one my entire last shift. probably kinda sweaty."

"no!" you say far too quickly, earning a raised eyebrow. "i mean...it's fine."

"oh. i see," cassie hums, not bothering to hold back her amused grin. "you like how it smells huh?"

"maybe."

her grip on your chin tightens. not hard, but firm. "don't lie to me, sweetheart. you're not good at it."

you worry your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to get the courage to admit it out loud. cassie presses the pad of her thumb against your mouth, pulling your lip away from your biting. you kiss the digit and she tilts her head at you.

"c'mon, baby. tell daddy what she wants to hear."

"i like the way your clothes smell after your shift," you finally admit, voice coming out breathy.

"atta girl." cassie leans down to kiss you, her tongue sliding into your mouth. she smiles against your lips. "for being a good girl, you can hang onto that one for today, mmkay?"

warnings: MDNI, age gap relationship, slight smut at the end, perv!cassie lowkey, blurb

thinking about older wife!cassie, who is such a hypocrite.

she judges chad for dating chloe to her co-workers, always saying she was too young and immature, and he was weird for going to someone who’s brain isn’t fully developed.

dana giving her a side eye, peeking at the wedding ring on cassie’s finger, knowing damn well she’s now freshly married to you, who just so happens to be around chloe’s age.

she doesn’t care though, because you’re different. in her eyes, you’re everything chloe is not.

older wife!cassie, who shamelessly loves the differences between your physical appearances.

her face, slightly wrinkled from age. her hands, rough and calloused. compared to your face, skin still smooth from age, hands not as tough as hers.

she likes watching people try and figure out what you two are. wants to see the mental gymnastics it takes in their minds as they realize the wedding rings dawning on your hand and hers.

older wife!cassie, who loves a roleplay moment.

obviously she loves medical play, given shes a doctor. but she’s into so many other authoritarian roles. teacher x student. moms best friend. boss x intern. each one she makes sure to point out your age gap

older wife!cassie, who fucks you so hard, panting in your ear as she grunts out, “look at you. such a young thing letting yourself be fucked by me. wonder what people will think knowing im old enough to be your mom..” while her strap brutally hits your cervix over and over again.

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Instead of simply clocking into the night shift like the very competent medical professionals you and he are, you're perched in Jack's lap in the driver's seat of his truck. The heat's cranked high, just to egg on the way you two sloppily make out with each other.

Jack gets even sloppier when you begin to grind on him, a wetter, swirling tongue as he mashes his lips into yours while your ass moves with your scrubbed-clothed cunt.

But somehow, what started as tongue dancing softens into something worse. Less filthy. Just as?

Even more so, with how serious your old man boy takes it.

"You're a good man, Jackie."

Jack buries his face in your tits with his arms locked around you.

You feel his breath smothered against your chest. You wonder if he takes your praises just as seriously. He damn well should! This is the pre-game ritual, what you and Jack do before the ER sinks its nails into him.

"You're gonna be good tonight."

You cup the back of his head as he scoffs. His mouth purses against the top of your tit when he does.

God, you love this in a way that's too horny for how routine and calming this is for him.

...Not that there haven't been moments where the ritual ends with him trying to find his way up inside your cunt, forcing you to moan quietly as you bounce between his belly and the wheel. But tonight, you think he just needs you settling him before the battle of the Pitt.

"M'good, baby."

You smile at the smushed, gruff assurance. It tickles. You smooth your hand over his curls.

"You’re gonna be gentle. You're gonna drink water. You’re gonna take your meds when your alarm goes off."

Jack just sits there, taking your praises like he's been starving for your voice all day...even though you've been with him all day. And you're about to spend a 12-hour shift with him. Funny doctor.

My Jackie.

He rubs his cheek against your breasts, pressing down further.

"Okay. I'll do that. I always do that."

I liveeeee for nonsexual daddydom!Jack vibes and I've always been obsessed with it so enjoy this...

You dont really know when or why things change in your relationship with Jack. Things just become... more intimate than they already were to begin with. Just more of Jack being hands on and you being... hands off. It's new territory for the both of you. Learning how to both navigate and pacify Jack's want for you to just relax a little bit. To relinquish control and let him just make the decisions for you and for you to trust him in doing so.

At first, the thought of relinquishing control of your life is a little scary. Not being in complete control was something forgein to you –scary, unknown, and for lack of better words, alienating. Like you might lose yourself completely by allowing Jack to know this inner part of you.

But Jack understands. He really does. And so he eases you into it. Asks questions, lets you lead the way and set boundaries until you're fully ready to let him take over.

It takes a while but the moment it happens will forever remain in both of your minds. So deeply intimate and raw. Fresh and completely new that you'd never forget it.

He is just so funny to you. Funny to the point where you are in genuinely crying actual tears at the shit he says. Rolling around on your floor while he watches you from the couch eyes wide in dubiety that you actually found his stupid joke about one of your favorite characters just that funny. He just thinks youre stroking his ego but that man really is just that funny.

Always makes sure youre in bed at a reasonable time too!! Telling you, "Alright, missy." And slapping the plush of your thigh playfully and not at all in a way that hurts, just startles you, "bed time." He nods towards your bedroom. "And I dont wanna hear anything about how I never let you stay up. You got your extra episode yesterday and we both saw how that turned out with you taking a 3-hour nap today."

He's also just so in tune with you and your needs!! If he sees you getting stressed over something he's immediately reminding you to take some deep breaths, rubbing a big warm hand on your back, helping to ground you as he tells you "take a deep breath fr'me. Thaaats it."

He sometimes likes to dress you too!! He'll ask you ahead of time, just to test the waters and see what you're comfy with. It starts off very minimal, picking some cute sets or just your socks. And then it kinda develops into him getting a day or two each week where he dresses you up how he wants and when you come downstairs in the outfit he chose hes just beaming at you, making you do little twirls and smiling when he sees how relaxed you are.