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pope cody’s love language is definitely words of affirmations which also plays into him ultimately being a sub for his partner >>>>
grinding urself on his cock while andrew is splayed out onto the couch. him holding u by ur ass as u continuously moved up and down, pussy clenching around his length.
“ur doin such a good job, andy.” u moan, giving him a light kiss on his nose. “ur takin’ this pussy so well.”
andrew groans in response, lightly thrusting his hips to match your movements. “tell me again,” his voice small and strained. tears prickling his eyes as he watches u in awe. he gets so shy when he talks during sex that he has to advert his gaze down to ur tits before he can speak again. “tell me i’m doing a good job again, please.”
u move ur hands into his auburn curls, tugging the end a of his hair to have him look at u.
“ur doing so good baby, mommy is so proud of u.” another whine in response, “don’t be scared baby, u can take over.” that was the only push that he needed before he pounds into you recklessly. <33
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Your genius, i’m gonna need more gross pervy pope cody like yesterday, need to moan and accidentally call him dad while hes just going ham and it like takes him a second to register what you said but when he does its just😩😩😩 (love a closeted freak x closeted freak)
omg yes…he’s absolutely plowing into you too. he’s pushing down on the back of your thighs, holding them to your chest. there’s a creamy ring around the base of his cock from the many rounds you’ve already gone, cumming time after time and he’s not showing any signs of slowing down. there’s a nasty little puddle under you, a mix of sweat and…your guys’ other bodily fluids.
and to make matters worse he’s pushing you to that floaty subspace, talking you up all sweet as he rolls his hips into your soul. you can barely think about anything else.
he’s all, “so fucking good baby, making me feel so good.”
“takin’ it so well, got the whole thing baby. m’so proud of my little girl.”
“yeah baby, that’s it. cmon, you can do it. jus’ gimme one more princess.” you’re GONE. so deep in that subspace you don’t even know what you’re saying.
you’re babbling under him, lashes fluttering against your cheeks as you grasp at his shoulders, your legs feeling like jelly against his thick torso. he leans over you, almost nose to nose as he slows his thrusts, wiping the stray hairs off your wet forehead. there’s a pronounced love when he fucks you like this, all slow n deep, so close to you it almost feels like fusing together.
“my good girl, you’ve done so good baby.. yknow that? look at you, been takin’ it and takin’ it, m’almost done baby don’t worry.” his breath is ragged as his voice is low, so quiet you can hear the scratch in his throat. your heart beats out of your body, you can’t handle how much he’s buttering you up.
“you love me, baby?” he coos, eyes dopey and hazy on yours, thatre still closed. “love you so much dad.. feels so good wouldn’t be like this with anyone else, always gonna love it.” you mewl, and he bites his lip in a grin, lifting back up and keeping that pace effortlessly. “yeah i know baby, don’t i know. such a good girl,” he whispers, head angeles down to watch him push into your aching cunt.
his abs tighten for the umpteenth time in the past two hours, and as he replays your confession, his heartbeat skips a little harder. did you just…? “wha.. what’d you say, babydoll?” he speaks up, brow quirked in curiosity. he licks his lips furiously, breathing hard out his nose.
you feel him start to pick up on how rough he’s being, his hips leaving that loving roll of them, and slowly turning into that slam against you. “h-huh, what?” you breath. “when you said you loved me so much, what’d you call me.” he groans, he feels his chest bubble with a newfound heat, something building in him.
“i said..i said Pope? what’s wro—” “no. you said dad.” he huffs, his grip on your thighs tightening as he slams his cock into you quicker now, “you,” he huffs, working himself up as he watches you shrink under him, embarrassment in your face. oh yeah, there it is. you said that shit. “baby, you said dad. you said dad.” he emphasized, eyes wider on you as his bicep bulge.
you’re squeaking out moans after each slam of his hips, your thighs burning at the force. “i-i’m sorry i wasn’t thinking Andy—”nuh-uh, don’t ‘pologize baby. keep fuckin’ going, know you wanna.” his canine peeks out as he bites his lip, a small smirk forming in the midst as he fucks you.
he’s over the moon, couldn’t believe the words coming out your mouth. no way his sweet, sweet baby was calling him dad in her head. “you’re so dirty, you think about calling me dad? huh? when i’m so deep in this needy cunt, filling you up that’s what you’re thinkin’ about?” he’s hammering your brains out, your head reeled back as moans fly off your tongue.
he’s making your head swell, you’re on cloud nine. it’s so embarrassing, degrading, yet it feels so good. “fuck you’re so good baby, so nasty. gonna be a good dad for my girl, yeah. know you want that. dads gonna take care of you.. sweet girl.” ohhh guess that means three more rounds >_<
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cw: fem!reader, 18+, phone sex (a little dubcon-y but girlie is into it), daddy kink
You’re a little hazy when you wake up. Your lashes stick together, and your lids feel so heavy. The sunlight has only just begun to filter through your curtains, and you can’t quite piece together why you’re awake at this hour.
Until you register your phone ringing.
Now, the list of people able to call you through your sleep focus is very short. Jack is right at the top.
You reach for your phone immediately, but your movements are still rather sluggish. Just before the call is about to go to voicemail, you manage to answer.
“Jackie?” you murmur drowsily, “What’s wrong?”
You hear a faint shifting at the other end of the line and a sigh of relief.
“God, it’s good to hear your voice, baby.”
Jack sounds a little breathless and more tired than you.
You sit up and brush the fine hairs from your forehead, your brows pulled together in worry.
“You okay, Jackie? Bad day?” you ask.
“Something like that, bun. Just finished my shift. I’m in the parking lot right now,” he answers. “Did I wake you? You sound sleepy, I’m sorry.”
“No, no, it’s okay,” you insist.
He’s quiet for a second, and you hear another rustling sound.
“Tell me something, bunny,” Jack requests. “Anything. What did you dream about?”
With your bottom lip pulled between your teeth, you hum as you try to remember.
“I don’t know, Jackie,” you admit, “I think you were there. You usually are. In my dreams, I mean. I think we were at the beach… or at a lake?”
You pull the blanket up to your arms. It’s still much too early to think about so much, but if Jack asks, you deliver.
“Sounds nice,” he mumbles. His voice is hoarse, almost rough like sandpaper. “Keep going.”
Something about the way he speaks makes your tummy flutter.
“Well,” you go on, “There were birds. Green ones.”
“Mhm…”
“They kept circling over us. I don’t think I know any green birds.”
“Me neither.”
You hear him shift again, and this time there is another sound. Like… like fabric moving.
You’re about to question this when Jack suddenly groans.
“Keep talkin’, sweet girl,” he croaked.
“Jackie…?”
“Please. Just talk. That’s all I’m askin’.”
His words are followed by a wet, filthy sound.
You immediately feel the pull in your lower tummy as you begin to realise.
“There- we went swimming,” you go on, a little shakily now, “and saw fish. A bunch of ‘em. Little ones, which were— “
Jack moans softly, which makes you press your thighs together.
“Um…” As you grow more flustered, it gets harder to speak. “They were like rainbows, their scales. The sun made them change colours.”
“Uh huh,” Jack mutters, his voice thin and strangled. “Keep goin’, baby. Just a little longer."
You can’t really focus as you hear the way his hand begins to move faster, slick sounds coming out of the speaker of your phone.
“I… uh, we… we… I don’t remember, Jackie.”
“C’mon, bunny,” he encourages, “You can. Use that pretty little head of yours for me. For Daddy, hm?”
Liquid heat collects at the base of your spine, and you sneak a hand down between your thighs, only applying pressure for now. You’re not allowed to touch without him there.
“Daddy, I don’t remember,” you whine.
“Yeah, you do,” he retorts. “Baby, you do. C’mon, talk to me. Help out your Daddy.”
“We- we sat at the shore,” you continue. You weren’t even sure if it was true or just desperation making you invent things now. “And we saw dragonflies. And you held my hand and told me about your day at work. It was… it was a good day, I think.”
“Mhm.” He inhaled sharply, and you heard fabric rustling again. “So close, bunny. Just a little longer. Daddy’s almost done. Oh, fuck.”
You clench around nothing as he curses, all breathy and needy.
“You.. we just kept sitting and talking. You, um, you kissed my cheek. And then you held me.”
The last word has barely left your mouth when a godless noise spills from his mouth.
“Fuck, bunny, yes. Yes, keep talking with that sweet voice of yours. Please, baby.”
“Daddy,” you whimper, your cunt pulsing now. “I don’t remember anything else. Just you and me at the water and the fishies and the dragonflies and—”
You’re interrupted by the deep, throaty moan that claws itself up from his chest only to fall from his lips like a tidal wave.
“Oh, fuck,” Jack gasps. “Yes. That’s my bunny.”
It’s quiet for a moment, only his heavy breathing and your needy little gasps as you rock into your hand, your hips moving almost involuntarily.
It always takes Jack a few seconds to catch his breath when he cums like that.
“Bunny?” he murmurs then.
“Yeah?” you whisper.
“Get that hand off your cunt right now. She’s mine. And I’m coming over right now to take good care of her.”
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pope cody’s love language is definitely words of affirmations which also plays into him ultimately being a sub for his partner >>>>
grinding urself on his cock while andrew is splayed out onto the couch. him holding u by ur ass as u continuously moved up and down, pussy clenching around his length.
“ur doin such a good job, andy.” u moan, giving him a light kiss on his nose. “ur takin’ this pussy so well.”
andrew groans in response, lightly thrusting his hips to match your movements. “tell me again,” his voice small and strained. tears prickling his eyes as he watches u in awe. he gets so shy when he talks during sex that he has to advert his gaze down to ur tits before he can speak again. “tell me i’m doing a good job again, please.”
u move ur hands into his auburn curls, tugging the end a of his hair to have him look at u.
“ur doing so good baby, mommy is so proud of u.” another whine in response, “don’t be scared baby, u can take over.” that was the only push that he needed before he pounds into you recklessly. <33
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pope cody’s love language is definitely words of affirmations which also plays into him ultimately being a sub for his partner >>>>
grinding urself on his cock while andrew is splayed out onto the couch. him holding u by ur ass as u continuously moved up and down, pussy clenching around his length.
“ur doin such a good job, andy.” u moan, giving him a light kiss on his nose. “ur takin’ this pussy so well.”
andrew groans in response, lightly thrusting his hips to match your movements. “tell me again,” his voice small and strained. tears prickling his eyes as he watches u in awe. he gets so shy when he talks during sex that he has to advert his gaze down to ur tits before he can speak again. “tell me i’m doing a good job again, please.”
u move ur hands into his auburn curls, tugging the end a of his hair to have him look at u.
“ur doing so good baby, mommy is so proud of u.” another whine in response, “don’t be scared baby, u can take over.” that was the only push that he needed before he pounds into you recklessly. <33
Imagine Jack coming home from a terrible shift and seeing you curled up in bed and hugging his pillow. Of course you sleep naked, you started to not long after you moved in with him. He had a penchant for needing stress relief when he got home, and you liked your beauty sleep.
So, when he comes in, he strips down and crawls in bed behind you. You stir a little when he pulls the blankets back, but he shushes you.
"Shh, it's just me. I just need your pussy, baby. Go back to sleep. It's okay."
It's easy for him to slide a couple fingers inside of you until you're wet enough for him to slip his cock inside and use you like his own personal stress ball. You make groggy little noises as you wake up, noises he loves, and as soon as he feels your body realize what's happening to it, he's gripping your hips and slamming you back against him.
"Just relax, honey, you're doin' so good for me. Close your eyes, don't worry about a thing. Just sleep."
So you try to do as he says, and let him work out his frustrations on you while you whimper and gasp into your pillow, but it's so hard to find sleep again when he reaches around and rubs his fingertips against your clit.
"Fuck, I love how you grip me when I play with your clit."
When you come, so does he, making sure to keep thrusting until you've taken every drop.
Later, when you wake up again, Jack is passed out against your back, his quiet, even breaths puffing against your neck, and the skin between your thighs is still slick and wet.
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