lillith

thinkin about older bf! soldier boy purposely babying you despite your age ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

warnings: MAJOR infantilization, petnames, afab reader, gross/perv ben, daddy kink, spanking, light dom/sub, fem-pronouns, fingering mention, crying, brat-calling (just once at the end).

a/n: so excited to share my second piece! woo!! i think this is an official reveal of my perverted tendencies. any feedback + asks would be greatly appreciated <3

older bf! soldier boy looooves to act like you are simply too young to understand anything he says, so he dumbs it down into terms he thinks you can understand.

whenever ben retells glory stories from his days as the golden boy of vought, he turns to you, pets your hair, and coos “don’t worry baby i’m gonna say it in little girl terms too,” regardless of the devotees crowded around him. you nod your flushed face as your wide, doe eyes look up and patiently wait for his explanation: “when daddy was younger, he used to kill all the bad men in the world to protect all the pretty girls like you! split em’ apart with the same fingers i use to stuff your cunny.”

older bf! soldier boy constantly doubts your ability to act like a functioning adult. he just chalks it up to how much younger you are than him and that you're just a girl!

whether it be ordering at a restaurant, picking an outfit to wear on date night, or even answering a question during an interview with your partner, ben’s “guidance” transgresses helpful and borders domineering. faltering for even a moment causes his sharp eyes to wrinkle in the corner, a demeaning smirk to slip onto his lips, and a large hand to snake up your back until the rough pads of his fingers can stroke the nape of your neck. condescendingly, ben will sneer: “aww thats alright honey; you don’t gotta get it, you’re just a little girl. let daddy handle all the thinkin’, all i need you to do is keep being pretty for your old man.”

older bf! soldier boy who is overly protective over everything!! no matter what you do, he is there ready to step in and “help” his darling girl.

as you’re cutting up vegetables for dinner, swaying your hips to the ambient music floating throughout the kitchen, ben is quick to jump off of the couch and cage you between his corded arms, pressing himself into your back. His hands envelope yours, shifting the knife into his palms, “dolly, you know you’re too little to play with knives, you should’ve asked daddy to help!” he’s even worse while watching movies; shielding your eyes during the dirty scenes in a movie despite his hand being in your panties and fingers curling inside you!

and if you bring any of this up, he treats all of your complaints and fights like a temper tantrum!

ben crosses his broad arms, tightens his lips, and looks down at you(r chest) while shaking his head in chastisement. “sugar, i don’t like this tone you’re takin’ with me, you gotta respect your daddy.” and if you find it in yourself to continue to protest, he’ll thrust you over his knee and unclasp his leather belt with one hand and peeling off your damp, lacy panties with the other. “you’ve really done it now, little girl. now i’m gonna have to spank all that brat out till’ my good girl comes back.” he growls, his calloused hands cupping your cheek while his thumb sweeps away your salty tears.

thank uuu very much and sorry if its a lot to ask 😞

hi!! yes im alright, thank you for asking :) im so so sooo sorry I haven’t been posting I had to finish my second year in college and I started a new job over the summer so I haven’t been able to write like i want too </3 but yes i can totally write some soulless!sam fauxcest for you ;3

warnings: fauxcest, sam being a creep, and dean low key wanting to get in on it hehe (NO WINCEST! Dean like reader NOT his brother!!!)

hunting with Dean and Soulless!Sam is a challenge to say the least… between Dean’s constant concern for Sam and Sam’s lack of courtesy, hunts have gotten a lot more difficult.

Dean noticed the switch before you did. Before, Sam was sweet and caring, always respectful and kept his hands to himself, just like any big brother would. However, after Sam got back from the cage….

he’s become more possessive. Sam’s hands will linger and grope you at times, often when Dean’s on his dusty motel bed while cleaning his guns before to two of you go out and get food. when you come back your face is flushed and Sam has you by the waist, leaving Dean to try and connect the dots on what happened when you left.

Sam will even sit with you on the bed in his lap and slip his fingers under his your shirt and play with your breasts. ‘checking for lumps,’ he says with a smirk when Dean catches him in the act.

he doesn’t question it though, why would he? Sam’s just trying to keep an eye on your health. like any good brother would.

sometimes, he’ll even dictate what outfits you wear. in the morning when the three of you are getting ready, he’ll hand you a few items of clothes to try on and model for him. Sam will often pick the most revealing sets, often your short mini skirts and low cut tops that were reserved for special occasions.

in the midst of your little fashion show, he’ll snag your dirty panties you changed out of, making sure to show Dean the little prize he collected. ‘jesus Sam,’ he’ll say, trying to put on his most disgusted face. ‘just looking out for her, she forgets to put them on the washer’ Sam replies with a shrug, waiting for Dean to turn his back so he can pocket them.

at night, Sam seems to get weirder. he’s insisting you share a bed with him, that you should sleep in your underwear because it’s more comfortable. in your mind, that makes sense; it’s unhealthy to sleep in underwear that’s not pure cotton. totally normal things for your big brother to say! he’s just looking out for you.

and, even deeper into the night, Dean swears he can hear you whisper ‘sammy we can’t…’ while the sheets rustle and the sound of your pussy gives Dean an unwanted boner. the next morning his rushing to the bathroom, while Sam decides to pepper your neck with more hickeys kisses.

eventually Dean will ask why your relationship with Sam has changed all of a sudden but he’s enjoying his guilty pleasure of listening to you moan while Sam fingers you late at night.

soldier boy trying to warm you up into doing anal, and yet, you fight back every time.. even if you don't mean to.

bucking backwards into him, feeling that burn as he shoves a finger or two into your ass. he's used some of the wetness from your cunt, but it's not enough. you're still fighting against the uncomfortable feeling. and every time that you try to protest this (whether vocally or physically), he just grips tightly onto your waist, holding you in place. really, it's a warning sign to stop misbehaving.

Olderbf!Sam Winchester

Warnings: smut, fluff, 16+

♤Olderbf!Sam who complains his knees hurt so he can watch you ride him, enjoying how you look when you're tired but desperate to cum

♤Olderbf!Sam who "accidentally" forgets his gloves so he can shove his freezing cold hands down to your cunt

♤Olderbf!Sam who teaches you new things, enjoying showing you what to do, talking lowly in your ear

♤Olderbf!Sam who rewards you with an orgasm everytime you do something right. He taught you how to build a nesting box for a chicken, and you build one? He's bending you over his work bench and eating you out from behind

♤Olderbf!Sam who likes to flaunt he's older. Whenever someone takes your order, he wraps an arm around you, voice dropping low in your ear about how he's got it and he's been around longer and he'll know what you want

♤Olderbf!Sam who likes to call you names, like bunny, sweetheart, and precious

♤Olderbf!Sam does your hair for you, braiding it, putting it up, creating a makeshift ponytail when you're taking him into your mouth

♤Olderbf!Sam who wraps his long arms around your torso whenever you feel anxious. He loves the feeling of your back pressed against his chest, and your soft breaths pushing his arms up and down.

"Liebling?" König nudges your head with his nose, chuckling when you let out the softest snore. He knew you were already tired when you started pawing at his cock. He told you that you would fall asleep, but you had begged, whined so so sweetly for him to 'just fuck me, please -"

Of course, he had to give you what you asked for. "Oh, you poor sleepy thing." He coos as he cups your ass a little more firmly, leaning back on the couch. "Your Dad always has to take care of everything for you, huh?"

He bounces you quickly, careful not to jostle you around too much. "That's alright... I love taking care of you." You let out the softest little moans when he hits that sweet spot inside of you, face twisting sleepily. Even in your sleep, you sucked him in, squeezing around him tight until he came deep inside you.

𝐷𝑎𝑑𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑!𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑛…

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Dbf!Dean who holds onto your thigh underneath the dinner table, letting his thumb brush over all your sensitive spots and moving his hand height and higher, all while your dad sits right across from you two.

Dbf!Dean who pushes himself up behind you while you do the dishes after dinner, your dad outside cleaning the grill. You can feel his growing hard on and his firm muscles thru his clothes, making the wetness just pool between your legs.

Dbf!Dean who presses down at the bulge that forms in your tummy whenever he pushes deep enough into you. He just loves seeing you whine about how big he is but how you can definitely handle every inch of him.

Dbf!Dean who likes fucking you while he’s got you in a headlock, making you unable to move from the overstimulation he’s putting you in. While you love being so close to him I to just getting way too much for you body to handle, but you wanted it didn’t you?

Dbf!Dean who tells you he’s so proud of you whenever you show him how good you did in on a test for college. And go of course rewards you with burying his head between your legs for hours on end.

Dbf!Dean who slaps or pinches your ass whenever you walk by him and no ones looking, at the family barbecue or when he and your dad watch football on weekends and you’re so nice to bring them another beer. Right here beside your dad but he’s focused on the game so he won’t notice.

Dbf!Dean who pushes his fingers into your mouth whenever you start whining about literally anything during sex, or not during sex.

Guys I swear I do NOT have any issues with my dad

könig was a gentleman.

but in bed, that facade shattered. in bed, könig was all man—fierce, raw, and possessive.

“mine,” he growled low in your ear, the word vibrating through you like a command. his voice dripped with ownership, each syllable leaving no room for argument. he wasn’t just saying it; he was declaring it, as if by the act alone, he had carved his name into your very soul.

and you would have denied it—if it weren’t true. no one else would ever fit where he’d been. no one else would ever reach where he’s been. not after him. you knew it, and he knew it. there was no going back now. you’re ruined for anyone else. so, as far as you were concerned, he better be planning to stay—because no one but könig could ever fill the void he left behind.

his cock twitched in response, like it was already considering going again, jerking slightly as you clenched around him. a warm trickle of his seed slipped from you, and the sight seemed to set him off all over again.

he grabbed your chin, rough and unrelenting, turning your face to meet his gaze. his eyes were dark and heavy with desire, an unquenchable hunger simmering beneath the surface.

“tell me it’s mine, maus,” he snarled, his voice sharp and desperate, like the words themselves could tether you to him forever.

and you knew—knew there was only one answer you could give, one that would satisfy the man hovering over you, his body tense with need and ownership.

“it’s yours,” you whispered breathlessly. “it’s always been yours.”