Tamsy Caines Angel

slipping on his jacket you close the collars around your face, taking a deep breath, inhaling his scent. The jacket is baggier on you, somehow he's emphasizing how much bigger he is without even being here. You moan softly. Laying back on your bed, hands travelling down your body. Your mind fills with images of Enjin. How big his hands are against your waist, how much taller he is than you. The way he backs you into a corner when you act up.

Your hands find your clit, rubbing slow circles against the sensitive bud. "Enjin..." you call out, as your thoughts get filthier. How his long fingers would feel gliding in and out of you. How big his cock might be, you've seen his print through baggy sweatpants on nights he decided to stay over. Only adding fuel to the fire burning in your cunt.

you were so caught up in your thoughts, your moans being the only things your ears became capable of picking up on. Unlike the door to your apartment opening.

"Hey sweetheart!~" Enjin calls into the living room, "I've come to claim my jacket." He says, carefully placing umbreaker by the door, you'd even dedicated a little spot for it, seeing as Enjin is over quite a bit.

"sweetheart?" He says again, walking deeper into the house. "y'forget I was coming over today?"

He follows the moans coming from your bedroom, expecting to find you peacefully sleeping in your bedroom. You had a tendency to sleep talk and it could sometimes be mistaken as something it wasn't.

"you takin a nap or-" Enjin freezes, nothing could've prepared him for the sight in front of him. You in his jacket, desperately humping into your hand. Your eyes squeezed shut, chasing a high that seems to be evading you.

He stands there, watching you for a time. The way you beg and plea for an imaginary him. The way your back arches as a particular stroke hits just right.

"Fuck- Enjin, Please- daddy!" That. That's what breaks him. That god forsaken word falling from your sinful lips.

"Yeah, sweetheart?" His voice was deep, too real to be a figment of your imagination. You gasp, eyes flying open. You immediately move to cover yourself with a blanket.

"Enjin!" you both managed to scream and gasp out. embarrassment burns hot through your core. how was he going to react? flirting and teasing him is one thing but being caught masturbating? Calling out his name? in HIS jacket? that opened many possibilities in your racing mind. Some good, some bad, some VERY good.

"Did I say you could stop?" He deadpans, eyes raking over the blanket covering your body. His tone so fucking authoritative. You could only pull that tone from him when you hadn't eaten in a while, or doing something remotely dangerous.

"W-what?" You ask, stunned, your brain trying to desperately catch up to your current situation. its still trying to figure out if you should be embarrassed, scared, or turned on, or hell even all three.

"You heard me. I don't want to repeat myself, doll." That's a new one, slowly you peel away the blanket, revealing yourself. His eyes watch every single movement you make, like he's finally taking you in for the first time.

"Wearin my fuckin jacket and wasn't even gonna let me see, your cruel to an old man, Doll."

Your naked, aside from Enjins Jacket. You resisted the urge to cover yourself back up. Suddenly aware of the age gap between you two. You won't lie and say it doesn't turn you on. Because everyone knows it does. But Enjin has a wonderful habit of making you feel like a stupid little girl. Both to your dismay and delight.

"There you go, good girl." he purrs, 'good girl' rolling off his tongue like it was second nature. He walks closer to your bed, standing tall over you. he pulls out a cigarette, lighting it.

"Enjin-" he cuts you off,

"Ah- we're playing by my rules right now. You can use that wonderful name you just oh so love to call me." he says, reaching a hand to run it up your leg, he's testing the waters. Do you actually want this? want him?

"...Daddy?" you try, the name rolling off your tongue so naturally you'd think that was his actual name.

"there you go." He says, smiling.

"I knew you liked it, pervert-" he cuts you off with a stern look, a look that delivers both a threat and a promise.

"listen, I may be an old man but I still am just a man. Do you want this? do you want me to ravage this sweet body until you can't think straight. Til there's no doubt in this world that your fucking mine." he asks, grabbing onto your leg, trying to gain some semblance of self control. but damn it he's not thinking with the right head.

"Yes, Enjin, I want this- I- fuck please, I need you so bad daddy you don't understand." your voice comes out more whinier than you had planned. Begging the older man for the sweet release of control you've been craving since you met him.

That. that's what snaps his self-control.

"Good girl" He growls, pulling you towards him. His bulge straining against his pants like a promise. He leans over you, pulling you into a bruising kiss. His hand cups your jaw while the other trails your body. He leaves no debate for who's in control. You lost that fight the second you met him.

His fingers find the sensitive bud you had been working at for probably an hour. Rubbing slow, calculated circles into your clit. You almost scream, his fingers are rough from the hours he's spent working. And they're so big, so fucking big. Covering more than you could ever hope to achieve.

you moan into the kiss, and only then does he break it. wanting to savor every single one of your sounds. His fingers move at a pace that's both too much and not enough.

"How do you like it baby? faster or slower?" He asks, watching every twitch of your body, every flex to try and get closer to him. He adds a finger, thumb massaging your clit. Your mind almost goes blank at the feeling.

"Faster!" you moan, brain becoming more foggy as he toys with your body. Your climax that you were so desperate to chase quickly approaching.

"Your being such a good girl, baby, taking my fingers so fucking well." He purrs in your ear, lips attaching to your neck. Leaving unmistakable evidence that your his

Your going to cum, your going to cum on Enjins fingers. A man whose old enough to be your father. That thought is enough to send you barreling towards the edge. Your fantasies are finally becoming reality.

"Daddy! gonna cum!" Is the only warning you were able to give him, before your back arched into him, your pussy gushing around his fingers. your mind blanks completely, leaving you in an oasis of pleasure.

Enjin doesn't stop his assault on your cunt, working you through your orgasm, letting you ride that long needed high. He kisses your neck, whispering praises as you slowly come down.

"Sensitive!" you whine, a plea for him to stop abusing your cunt. Enjin smirks, pressing his thumb harder into your cunt.

"Now why should I stop? Hm? You've been dangling yourself in front of me for months, and being a brat on top of it. I have half a mind to punish you right here and now." you whine at his words. Brain struggling to come up with valid reasons to not be punished. you just whimper and whine. Hoping he'll take some pity of you.

He laughs, pulling his fingers away from your cunt.

"I guess I'd also be punishing myself though." He sighs, placing the fingers he used to get you off into his own mouth. He moans, like he was savoring the taste of your pussy on his fingers.

"Fucking divine." He says, cleaning off his fingers. Enjin looks down at you, he can't get enough of you. Naked, in his jacket. glowing with the effects of an orgasm.

"I need to in you baby, think you can handle my cock?" he asks, palming himself through the sweats he chose. Which he did on purpose, they highlighted his dick perfectly. two can play 'teasing each other til we break'.

You nod. "Please, I need it so badly, daddy" He groans.

"You, little girl, are going to be the fucking death of me." He pulls his sweatpants down enough to release his cock. He quickly throws off his shirt, showing you every inch of his beautifully tattooed skin. Your eyes don't know what to focus on first. the faded tattoos that expand further than you expected, or his thick cock. Hard and leaking pre-cum. You decide on his cock.

"Oh fuck..." You say, taking him in fully for the first time.

"I know, I can't wait for you to take the whole thing." He strokes himself a few times. watching the way your eyes track the movement. He nudges your legs open, placing himself between them. You gasp, even now, he towers over you, big and powerful and it just makes you wetter.

"wrap your legs around me baby, I don't know how well I'm gonna control myself once I'm inside you." You nod, wrapping your legs around his waist.

fuck you felt so small right now, the feeling was addicting. You felt the head of his cock nudge your entrance. You wanted to squeeze your eyes shut but also wanted to watch Enjins face as he entered you for the first time.

He slowly sank into your warm cunt, thanking your previous orgasm for the way he easily bottomed out in you. You both moaned in unison. He was so fucking big. You could've sworn you felt him in your lungs.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good!" he moaned, slowly beginning to thrust in and out of your cunt. He used shallow thrusts at first getting used to the feeling of your cunt.

Your nails raked down his back, begging for him to go faster. harder, fuck you so hard you forgot your own name. slowly his thrusts became sharper, rougher. The sinful sound of skin meeting skin and moans filling the room.

He was everywhere, in your head, nose, eyes, lungs. You couldn't escape his bruising pace and you didn't want too.

"I'm not going to last long, fuck, you feel too good." He chuckles, his thrusts becoming slightly erratic but keeping pace. Almost like he was silently asking for permission.

"Cum in me daddy, Claim me." You moan, digging your nails into his back.

"good fucking girl" he moans, fucking into you so hard your headboard hits the wall. Neither of you care, the only thing on your minds is the way he's going to creampie you, the way he's going to claim you in the most carnal way.

"Fuck, fuck, I'm cumming!" He moans, thrusting himself deep into your cunt, not wanting to waste a drop.

you both pant and moan, slowly coming down from that high. Enjin softly collapsing ontop of your body.

You don't separate until he's soft. Enjin winces slightly as he pulls out. watching the way his cum leaks out of you.

"Alright...I'm going to go get you some water and a washcloth...clean you up, then we're taking a bath and watching that movie....and also probably throwing these sheets into the wash" He says, still slightly out of breath.

you nod, "Yeah probably a good idea..." you pause, thinking over everything that happened. "Hey, does this mean we're dating now?" you asked, hating how naive you sounded.

"Yes. Your mine sweetheart, I'm not letting no boy steal you from me." He says, planting a kiss to your forehead. "I'll be right back, stay here...though I don't think you can quite move..." You both laugh.

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Older!enjin who loves it probably too much when you jokingly call him “daddy”, he’s aware he acts a little fatherly, he’ll tell you to make sure you eat something, or don’t drink too much only for you to hit him with the brattiest “okay, daddy” and suddenly all he can think about is that word falling from your lips in his bed.

Older!Enjin who sits you on his lap whenever the chance is right, crowded cafeteria? No where for you to sit? His lap is now your seat! It’s definitely NOT an excuse for him to feel your ass against his dick, and is definitely NOT an excuse for him to feel just how fidgety you get around him. The way his cologne and cigarettes mix creating a scent that is uniquely Enjin.

Older!Enjin who’s nice enough to lend you his jacket when you’re cold just to see the way younger boys avoid you. He LOVES being able to oh so subtlety claim you. Your not even his but the men your age have started to avoid you because he hangs around!

Older!Enjin whose self-control snaps when he walks in on you masturbating in his jacket, splayed out on your bed, wearing HIS jacket, moaning HIS name, begging for him to make you cum. He’s been so so good, but that sight he just can’t help BUT claim you for his own.

Older!Enjin who doesn’t hide your relationship, people may whisper about the age gap but he’s too old to really gaf, your slight self-conscious about the way people on the street whisper about you, but the way enjin treats you makes up for it.

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First off…Tamsy would SO kidnap you, I mean…cmon…can’t break a perfect little doll and NOT kidnap them!

But I’m specifically thinking about dark!tamsy with a slightly more…Naive!reader, a reader who doesn’t know how not to trust👀 (if this isn’t your thing anon i’m sorry🙏)

Tamsy really didn’t think he’d be the type of guy to take advantage of a girl, sure he knew how easy it could be. A dark alley way, his vital instrument in use, it would be so easy. But he never really thought about it, until he met you.

Oh so innocent you, you trusted blindly. Never once second questioning someone’s motives. He truly didn’t think about it until he had to save you.

You had wondered away, naively helping a man who was more than half your size. You had followed him into a secluded area, which is where the bastard decided it was time to strike. Had Tamsy not followed you two, feeling the need to keep a close eye on you who knows what could’ve happened!

Tamsy grabbed your wrist, dragging you out of the area, once you two were away and in a more populated area, he laid into you.

“You need to stop blindly trusting people!” He shouted, “I know you just have good intentions, but not everyone does! Do you have any idea what he could’ve done to you had I not been here!” Tamsy was pissed, but he couldn’t quite place why, was it at the guy? The thought of you being raped?

Then it struck him.

“By that logic I shouldn’t even trust you Tamsy! I shouldn’t trust anyone in the cleaners because what if they don’t have the right intentions!” You argued. That. Thats what broke him. That was what made the thought of raping you truly crossed his mind. The sounds of your screams echo, the idea of tears running down your pretty little face.

He dropped your wrist, trying to silence the onslaught of despicable and depraved thoughts of his.

“You’re right…you really shouldn’t trust me.” Tamsy said, quietly, his eyes exploring your body carefully.

“What?” You asked, slightly stunned at his reply. Tamsy swallowed, calculating his decision

“Nothing…nothing. Head back to HQ, I’m sure the others are worried.” He told you, still processing the idea he could be the same as the type of man who lures naive girls into dark alleys.

But you somehow knew how to push his buttons just right.

Since then, you’d been extra trusting in the cleaners, he had even seen you follow Enjin into his bedroom.

But the way you acted with Tamsy was the worst, you’d been inviting him to hangout in your room in the later hours, almost trying to prove to him that he could be trusted, that you knew he wouldn’t do anything.

Oh, if only you could see into his mind.

The next time you invited Tamsy into your room, things took a turn.

It had been about an hour of sitting on your bed and just talking when tamsy decided to enact his “lesson”. The lesson of trusting people too quickly.

“Hey, you know how I lectured you the other day?” He asked, broaching the topic slowly. “I wanted too apologize”

You looked at him, a certain sparkle in your eye that he had thought about crushing oh so often, and tonight was the night. “Why? I had already kinda forgotten about it!” You asked, giggling at the idea he’d want to apologize.

“Because…You really shouldn’t have decided to trust me.”

Before you could blink Tamsy was ontop of you, forcing your hands above your head. Your fighting seemed like just squirming to him. It was so pathetic.

And exactly how he’d imagined it.

“Tams-! What are you-!” You squeak, trying to gain some semblance of control from the man above you.

“You invite me here, your own personal quarters and you expect me to fucking behave? Darling you’ve been dangling yourself in front of me, tempting me to just fucking try it.”

“What? I’ve just been friendly!- ohmygod!” Tamsy forced his knee in between your legs, putting pressure on your core, rubbing against your clit.

“Too friendly, now I’m going to show you the consequences of being too friendly.” He smiled, it was the most sinister look to come from him that you had ever seen.

“And I’m going to revel in your tears.”

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