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"jesus- fuck, you’re so damn tight.." he muttered under his breath.

his hands grabbed your hair roughly as he kept you pinned down on your back to the glass table, handling ur legs to lock around his waist as he continued to thrust in and out of you forcefully — slick and wet sounds following ur actions as he pushed you through ur second orgasm…. "c’mon— don’t act like you aren’t enjoying this!— perhaps, i am your favourite hero after all.." his tone degrading as he watched your tits bounce with every thrust — having ripped your suit open moments before, one of his hands moved to grab them roughly. "fuckin’ gorgeous."

he can’t help himself but manipulate and weasel his way into ur life… promising he’s a good guy — "you’re daddy just don’t understand my way of life, s’all." sneaking you around with him & breaking into ur home, 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯 and ofc he secretly steals from u too — he is a bad guy, afterall!

he soon, finds out maybe he wants you for more than just ur money. he starts breaking in more, (his gang claiming he’s getting soft.) you practically throw yourself at him when he climbs through ur window, grown attached to this older, dangerous man.. "dex! i missed you," a smile on ur soft face. ur clean, soft clothes a stark contrast to his own. "oh, i bet— careful now, gorgeous, wouldn’t wanna wreck this fancy thing of yours, huh?" gently tugging at the material of ur nightgown while he pulls you into a kiss that’s not rough nor gentle,,

and as usual, it ended up with u both on ur bed — his arms locked around you while ur face was smushed into ur pillows. dex relentlessly pounding into u from behind, "wish i could see yer face, baby— but you’re just so loud!" a grin on his own as he kept his arms locked around you tightly. perfectly hitting that sweet spot inside of you — you guess his perfect aim really did apply to more than one thing… ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა

"mn— gonna fill up this pretty pussy o’yours… yeah— you want that? gonna get you pregnant, call you m’wife.." his words coming out with short grunts and groans as he nipped along your shoulders, leaving faint marks everywhere. "wouldn’t have to worry about anythin’…" his groans growing louder as the coil inside of u twisted — "please," you whined, fingers digging into ur plush pillows as his hands move to ur waist. your body nearly bucking off him— his thrusts growing rougher as he pulls you back onto his cock. "mh, where do you think you’re goin’?— gonna fill you up, gorgeous…"

ur mom didn’t rrly love him… she only married for some sorta support so,,, it wasn’t THAT bad— right???

ur clothing had a sudden change once he moved in, for some reason getting more revealing. ur lace always peeking outta ur shorts and pants, wearing the most transparent or smallest tops. going downstairs for water one time (n cause u knew he was still up) only in a tanktop and panties. dex sees you and his face burns an uncontrollable light red and hes forcing himself to look away.

"ur going to catch a cold." he sternly tells you, "no m’not." "yes you are look—" his words pausing as u catch the way his gaze roamed over ur body, "look at what you’re wearing." and he shifts slightly in his seat, a hand now resting in his lap.

other times like:

"dex, can u help with my sunscreen?" while ur bikini is undone,,

"can u unzip my dress for me?" even tho u can perfectly reach it!!

"ooh, watchu workin’ on, daddy?" while pressing ur chest against his arm and standing awfully close to peek at his computer.

walking out from the bathroom in a towel knowing hes home. "oh— i thought you were working! sorry!"

"you look nice in ur uniform…— do u carry handcuffs with u?" :3

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+ the time u finally got him to break, you two had been watchin a movie while u subtly shifted closer to him… dex not saying much apart from the occasional glances & clearing of his throat before he grabbed your waist and hauled u onto his lap. his breathing quick and stuttering as he manhandles you underneath him: "is this what you wanted— is that it? you— just shut up. okay? shut up." ripping ur shorts off u :( revealing that u had nothing underneath this whole time … already super wet .. "oh— fuck. uh," his own hands working on his belt…