23, she/her, virgo, adhd, orange cat owner. That about sums me up lol
What you can expect to see on my page:
Kinks | cnc, dub con, innocence/corruption kink, breeding, gun play, knife play, breath play, humiliation/degradation, praise, dom/sub, face fucking, bondage, rough sex, fear play, pain play, (I’ll add more as I think of them lol)
Other | f!reader, mostly smut, sometimes fluff and angst
What you WON’T see:
Kinks | scat, vomit, birth, pregnancy (I will write pregnancy fantasy but not someone being actually pregnant), race play, fat shaming
Other | m!reader (does not include m/m character fics but those will be rare)
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Computer, give me arachnid!peter being unable to control himself with reader— fully black eyes, cocooning the two of you in his webs when you try to get away……… ‘puter do you hear me?
Pairing | Benjamin “Dex” Poindexter x Fisk’s daughter!reader
Summary | Your bodyguard is way too easy to rile up… heheheh
Warnings | Smut, age gap (10 ish years), brat/rage baiter!reader, brat tamer!Dex, creampie, rough sex, slapping, oral, deep throating, face fucking, secret/forbidden “relationship”.
Words | 3k
Notes | Here’s the TikTok I made for this lol
Ao3 link | <3
Masterlist
“There is one last condition, but it is the most important, by far.” Fisk paused, ensuring he had the FBI’s full attention. “My daughter. With the information I’ll be providing, her life will be at risk and I’d like a body guard to be assigned to her.” He clenched and released his fist, glancing at Dex where he stood completely motionless and silent in the corner of the room, hands clasped in front of his body. “The man responsible for saving my life is the only one I trust to keep her safe.”
Dex’s brows shot up and his lips parted as he turned toward Fisk, ready to turn him down, but unable to find the right words. The other agents glanced at Dex, faltering.
“He doesn’t have the training required for such a job,” they tried to explain, but Fisk’s mind was made up.
At first, Dex hated you. He hated this assignment, the fact that it felt like he was being benched— stuck babysitting Hell’s Princess, a rich, spoiled brat who was used to getting anything and everything she wanted. His skills were being wasted on something so pointless… But then you weaseled your way in with your constant prodding and persistence. Somewhere along the way, without him even realizing it, your company stopped being quite so irritating… most of the time.
“Get on your fucking knees.” He growled, slamming the front door shut. You giggled as you looked at him, not yet obeying.
You had been purposefully acting out and teasing him all day. First during brunch, then again during the visit with your father.
“And how has Mr. Poindexter been taking care of you?”
Dex stood silent and motionless in the corner, arms crossed in front of his chest, legs in a wide, sturdy stance.
“He’s been great, daddy. I feel so safe with him.” You said sweetly. Dex rolled his eyes at the smile on your face— the one you always used to manipulate whoever was in your vicinity. “He’s the best gift you’ve ever gotten me. And he’s pretty to look at too…” You giggled teasingly, making Dex clench his jaw.
“Yes, well… He is a professional, sweetheart, but please try not to distract him too much.” Fisk said, already knowing how you could be… He really didn’t want to have to kill Dex when he still had a use for him…
When his lawyer entered the room and pulled him away to speak to him, you sauntered over to Dex who straightened up, trying to dissuade you from doing anything stupid through intimidation. Unfortunately, the warning glare he shot your way didn’t phase you and you reached out to grab his belt, tugging him closer.
“Let’s sneak off to the bathroom.” You whispered with a smirk, getting even closer into his space. Dex took a step back, but hit the wall and cleared his throat awkwardly.
“Get your hands off me and go sit down.” He growled, making your smirk widen. Instead of obeying, you moved your hand down even more and palmed his crotch, forcing a sharp breath out of him.
“Make me.” You whispered, standing so close that you could feel his breath fanning your lips. You watched his cheeks tense as he clenched his jaw… but you could feel his length hardening beneath your hand.
This part was always your favorite— the tension and electricity, the way everything else seemed to fade away until you were left completely intoxicated by his presence… the way he still tried to pretend that he didn’t want to turn you around and pound you into the wall.
When you heard footsteps, you moved back a couple feet and gave Dex a wink, loving the way his cheeks were a little flushed.
“Darling, I have to take care of something, so I’ll have to cut your visit short.”
“That’s okay, daddy.” You walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek to say goodbye.
“Wait for Mr. Poindexter in the hall. I’d like to speak with him before you go.”
Dex stormed over to you and took your cheeks in his hand, roughly yanking you closer. “I said get on your fucking knees. Now.” He hissed. Anyone else would’ve been left trembling in fear, but you saw right through him. You knew that he was fighting to control himself, and you knew that the internal struggle infuriated him to no end.
You already felt the flutter in your stomach as you grinned up at him, letting out a low moan.
“It seems like you’d rather make me.” You could barely even get the full sentence out before he was roughly shoving you to your knees in the living room of your apartment.
“If I have to unbuckle my belt too, I’ll be using it on you instead of fucking your mouth. Up to you.” He warned impatiently.
“Mm… that’s tempting…” You murmured with a small smirk. “Using it how?” You tilted your head to emphasize the question, watching his eyes darken when you just kept pushing.
“On your cunt. Until you bruise.” He gritted, starting to breathe heavier through his nose. You looked between his belt and his eyes, feeling that familiar warmth blooming in your stomach, melting down to your core.
“She can be quite a handful at times…” Fisk said thoughtfully, staring out the window with his hands clasped behind his back. “But there is no one I care for on this earth more than her.”
“I understand, sir.” Dex said. Fisk turned around to face him, looking him up and down with a scrutinizing gaze. Dex just stared back, watching his hand clench into a fist before releasing.
“She seems to have her sights set on you now, and while she can be quite… persuasive… if I find out you laid a finger on her…” he let out a quiet breath through his nose, clenching his jaw, “there will be nowhere you can run where I won’t find you.” He took slow steps closer, only stopping when he was inches away from Dex. “You will be begging for death. Do you understand?” He said quietly, but the threat was obvious. Dex didn’t dignify it with a reaction though.
“Yes, sir.” He said plainly.
The sharp crack echoed through the room before you processed the stinging heat on your cheek. You let out a choked sound and looked up at him with wide eyes, struggling to hold back an obscene moan from what he just did.
“Take. It. Out.” He hissed, moving his hand to your hair, gripping hard enough to make you whimper. “You really don’t want me to tell you again.”
You swallowed thickly, squeezing your thighs together before you could help it. Still… you reached up to his belt and started unbuckling it, then popped open the button of his jeans. The suits he wore for work were your favorite, especially when he got rid of the jacket and rolled up the sleeves… but his jeans with the FBI jacket were a close second.
He watched you carefully, making sure you were obeying him without any tricks. When you finally took out his length, he let out a shuddering breath and brought his other hand up to pet the side of your head, still keeping his grip on your hair.
“That’s it… You know how I like it, baby.” He mumbled gruffly. “Go on.”
Restraint was something he worked hard to keep, but with you, it always seemed to abandon him completely. His hips flinched impatiently and you smirked, still just holding it in your hand.
“Don’t make me hurt you. Just do it.” He gritted, self-control and patience wearing thin.
“You just told me to take it out. You didn’t say to do anything else.” You smiled, using that mockingly innocent tone that made his jaw clench painfully.
“You are such a fucking brat.” He growled, moving his hand down to grab your jaw and force it open. As soon as his cock was in your mouth, he started thrusting. You laughed a little, so he shoved his cock in deeper, hitting the back of your mouth and cutting the laugh off into a choked sound. Your hands came up to rest on his thighs, not yet pushing him away, just steadying yourself.
“Always fucking testing me.” He gritted through his teeth, releasing your hair to grab both sides of your head instead. “Never know when to stop, do you?”
You moaned in acknowledgment, looking up at him through your lashes. If your lips weren’t stretched so wide, you would’ve been smirking.
You loved when you got Dex to this point. It made you proud knowing that you could break through the collected, polished facade he worked so hard to maintain. He may have been controlling the pace and your movements, but you were the one who was really in control.
With each thrust, his restraint slipped away a little more. His hands were pulling your head up and down, his hips starting to meet you halfway— it was filthy and needy, but you loved it.
“All the way, baby.” He muttered, suddenly pulling you down and holding you there. You gagged and dug your nails into his thighs, but tried to take a deep breath in through your nose and relax. The pressure on the back of your mouth only got more firm as he searched for the right angle.
When he finally slipped past your throat barrier and sank into the wet heat of your esophagus, you gagged again and Dex moaned loudly as his grip shifted to the back of your head. He held you in place, keeping your nose pressed a little too firmly against his pelvis, ignoring the way you choked and struggled against his grip.
“Shh… you can take it, sweetheart, just relax.” He cooed softly, loosening one hand on your head to gently pet your hair. A garbled sound escaped your lips around his cock as you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to focus on breathing and repressing your gag reflex. Spit was rolling down his balls and your chin, making a mess of your top and his pants.
After another moment, he finally let you pull back. You gagged almost violently when his cock slipped out of your throat, coughing and panting with a glob of spit hanging from your lips. Your head already felt fuzzy and light, and you looked up at Dex with big, teary eyes, watching his lips curl into an almost imperceptible smile.
“Good girl…” He murmured, brushing your hair behind your ear and continuing to pet your head. “This is what you needed to get rid of that mouth on you today, hm?”
You nodded dumbly, still taking in ragged, uneven breaths. Dex smiled wider, looking you up and down slowly, examining in every detail of your debauched appearance.
“C’mere, baby.” He uttered softly, reaching down to help pull you to your feet. You stood before him on unsteady legs and grabbed onto the front of his shirt, keeping him close. “Too fucked out already?” He cooed, giving you a mockingly sympathetic look that made your head spin.
“No.” You muttered, pouting at the thought of him stopping.
“Atta girl.” He smirked. You let Dex move you over to the kitchen counter and then push your chest down onto it. A needy mewl escaped your lips as he flipped your skirt up, then tugged your panties down your legs.
You turned your head to lay your flushed cheek on the cool countertop, squirming as he took your ass in both hands and squeezed. The action sent another wave of heat between your legs, but when you tried to press them together, he kicked your ankles apart again.
Dex shushed you softly as he spread your cheeks, then spat obscenely on your already drenched hole, making your knees buckle, forcing you to cling to the counter. He only dragged the tip through your folds once before slowly sinking in. A guttural moan escaped your lips at the stretch and you heard Dex grunt and curse softly to himself behind you.
Then he just kept pushing in… deeper and deeper until you were sure there was nowhere left for him to go. You could feel him in your guts by the time he bottomed out, hands moving to grab your hips bruisingly tight.
“Relax.” He choked out, hissing through his teeth. “Please, baby.”
“I can’t…” You whined pathetically.
Dex always seemed to leave you quivering and trembling beneath him every time he was inside you. It pissed you off to no end when your brain wasn’t a pile of mush and you could actually think straight, especially when he teased you about it. And yet…
You choked on a moan when he slowly dragged his hips back, feeling the aching fullness subside briefly before he plunged back in, not too fast yet. But you needed more. After choking on his cock and spending the entire day thinking about this moment, you needed him to fuck you.
“Faster…” You groaned desperately, pushing your hips back.
He didn’t need more convincing. The first hard thrust punched the air from your lungs. You cried out, gripping the edge of the counter as your legs gave out beneath you. Dex reached up to grab your hair and yanked your head back, forcing another broken moan from your lips.
“Fuck— don’t stop.” You said through panting breaths and uncontrollable whimpers.
“You’re lucky I’m giving you anything after your behavior today, princess.” He scoffed breathily. You cried out when he dragged you upright by your hair, but it cut off into a wanton mewl when he wrapped his arm around the front of your neck, holding you against his body while still bucking into you.
“If you want any chance at coming, you better start using your manners.” He growled against your ear, slipping his free hand down to between your legs.
You grabbed onto the arm around your neck, eyes rolling back in your head as his fingers rubbed firm circles on your clit.
“Mmm… please, Dex.” You moaned, letting your head fall back against his shoulder.
His hand left your clit, but before you could whine, it was coming down hard in a cruel smack, making you scream as your knees gave out again. You clung desperately to the arm around your neck that was essentially holding you up now, hips twitching when he continued rubbing.
“You can do better than that.” His voice was low and gruff, clearly a warning.
“Please!” You cried out. “Please make me come, sir.” The title fell from your lips with a pathetic whimper, but Dex groaned and tightened his arm around your neck as he kissed your cheek.
“Yeah? You want to come, princess?”
You nodded desperately, reaching down with one hand to grab his other arm. You wouldn’t be strong enough anyway, but you still tried to hold it in place, not wanting him to stop again when you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.
“Please… I-I’m sorry for being a brat, sir.” You whimpered, tears of desperation brimming in your eyes.
Dex suddenly pushed your hips into the counter to help keep you up, then grabbed your jaw and turned your head to face him, letting him capture your lips in a bruising kiss. He swallowed down all of your moans, including your pitiful attempt at warning him you were about to come.
“Go ahead, baby.” He muttered against your lips. He didn’t speed up or go harder, he kept the same pace and the same pressure on your clit until you finally fell over the edge with a broken moan.
His name left your lips in a wanton, needy little mewl and he gripped your jaw harder, growling into the kiss as his thrusts started to speed up. Your cunt was fluttering wildly around his cock, clit pulsing beneath his fingers, and Dex helped you ride it out until he couldn’t take it anymore. As soon as your orgasm was done, his hand left your clit to wrap around your waist, hugging you against him even tighter as his hips bucked frantically.
When he finally came, he broke the kiss to bury his face in the crook of your neck, biting down gently on your shoulder to muffle his grunts and moans that were almost whimpers. His hips slammed in, burying his cock as deep as it could go, pushing against your fucking guts.
You let out a shuddering moan at the feeling of hot come filling you up, painting your walls with obscene stripes, claiming you in the most primal way he could.
“Good girl.” He whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your neck. Dex carefully laid you back down on the counter, sliding his hands down the expanse of your back over your clothes, going all the way down to your ass.
He pulled out ever so slowly, apologizing every time you winced from the sensitivity. Finally, his cock slipped free with a vulgar, utterly disgusting squelch that made your eyes roll back in your head.
“Push it out, baby.” When you obeyed, a low, animalistic sound escaped him as he watched his come ooze out of your gaping hole, trickling down your clit before landing with a spat between your feet. Dex cursed under his breath, still squeezing and groping your ass, keeping you spread open for him.
“What do you think about a bath, sweetheart?” He asked softly. When the mess leaking out of you started to slow, he gentled his grip and moved his hands to your hips, rubbing over them in soothing motions.
You moaned in agreement, nodding weakly. “Can’t walk.” You mumbled against the countertop, making Dex laugh softly.
“I know.” In an instant, he scooped you up in his arms. You weren’t startled by this anymore— instead, you smiled and nuzzled into his chest, letting him carry you. “Let’s go, princess. I’m not done with you yet.”
aaaaand what if i said I started working on a Shane Maguire fic inspired by Scott from Imperfect Women😗😗 (minus the pedophilia ofc) 👀🫣 it’s 3.3k words so far and they haven’t even fucked yet lol
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Damn y’all it’s already almost 3 months until kinktober🧍🏻♀️ I gotta get moving fr😭
So. I’m thinking of doing a marvel/dc vigilante kinktober this year and I’d like some help with ideas (READ THE REST OF THE POST BEFORE YOU SEND ANYTHING💀)
Here are the characters I’m considering:
Most days: Benjamin Poindexter(due to my interest in him, I’m considering adding his other characters to the list but idk I might want to keep it as a theme this year), Clark Kent, Frank Castle
Some days: Adrian Chase, Bucky Barnes, Jason Todd, Wanda Maximoff
One or two days: Dick Grayson, Selina Kyle, Yelena Belova (possibly Peter Parker depending on how I’m feeling after I see BND (also maybe Deadpool and someone else that I can’t remember rn lol))
In terms of kinks/sending ideas:
I’m obviously going to do the usual gunplay, noncon, etc kinks but I also want some other ideas, as well as ideas specifically for a character (like “Frank castle + gunplay *insert specifics*” (specifics can be added to give me more ideas for how to actually write the fic, but I can’t promise I’ll write it exactly like that, if I do end up writing it, yk?)).
**also: please comment ideas under this post so I can have them all in one easily accessible place. If you have to be anon, then you can send it in an ask but it might get lost within the next 3 months just fyi**
And to hopefully get some fresh ideas, I’m gonna list below (in alphabetical order cause I’m insane lol) the previous kinks I’ve written so y’all can maybe try to give me something new 🫡
Damn y’all it’s already almost 3 months until kinktober🧍🏻♀️ I gotta get moving fr😭
So. I’m thinking of doing a marvel/dc vigilante kinktober this year and I’d like some help with ideas (READ THE REST OF THE POST BEFORE YOU SEND ANYTHING💀)
Here are the characters I’m considering:
Most days: Benjamin Poindexter(due to my interest in him, I’m considering adding his other characters to the list but idk I might want to keep it as a theme this year), Clark Kent, Frank Castle
Some days: Adrian Chase, Bucky Barnes, Jason Todd, Wanda Maximoff
One or two days: Dick Grayson, Selina Kyle, Yelena Belova (possibly Peter Parker depending on how I’m feeling after I see BND (also maybe Deadpool and someone else that I can’t remember rn lol))
In terms of kinks/sending ideas:
I’m obviously going to do the usual gunplay, noncon, etc kinks but I also want some other ideas, as well as ideas specifically for a character (like “Frank castle + gunplay *insert specifics*” (specifics can be added to give me more ideas for how to actually write the fic, but I can’t promise I’ll write it exactly like that, if I do end up writing it, yk?)).
**also: please comment ideas under this post so I can have them all in one easily accessible place. If you have to be anon, then you can send it in an ask but I’m gonna add it as a comment just fyi so I remember to come back to it**
And to hopefully get some fresh ideas, I’m gonna list below (in alphabetical order cause I’m insane lol) the previous kinks I’ve written so y’all can maybe try to give me something new 🫡
Guys can I be honest? Sometimes I forget that men play games like resident evil and what not😭 like wdym these games aren’t for the girlies to both play video games and objectify hot af men with huge biceps who whimper and grunt and groan when they’re on low health??🤨 Like I always forget that these are technically “boy hobbies”💀💀 (TikTok edit lol)
Summary | He’d literally be the perfect puppy owner, like c’mon
Warnings | Smut, pet play, collars, gags, oral, hybrid stuff?? Idk enough about that to be sure if it is or isn’t tho lol
Words | 500+
Notes | Not the first time I’ve had thoughts about owner!dex but this fic actually inspire the first paragraph and then the rest started flowing (also I did infact photoshop that pic to be a bullseye bc I’m insane😭)
Ao3 link | <3
Masterlist
Owner!Dex who ends up having to crate train you because you keep waking him up in the middle of the night feeling all needy… pawing at his bulge over his sweats, humping his leg, whining and nudging at his jaw with your nose until he finally wakes up (at 4 in the damn morning, mind you).
Owner!Dex who pulls on your tail when he fucks you because it makes you yip in pain, but it also makes your pussy clench tighter around his cock. He can feel it trying to wag under his firm grip and he uses it to pull your hips back with every thrust, fucking you even harder.
Owner!Dex who has to chose carefully when he lets you go down on him. You’re just so sloppy and messy with it, he has to wait until he knows for sure that he’ll be able to clean himself up after. You always lap at his cock until spit is rolling down your chin and his balls, your tail wagging happily behind you. Adorable, yes. But extremely messy, too.
Owner!Dex who had to gag you for a bit because you had such a big problem with biting… If he was fucking you, you’d bite down on his shoulder or his bicep, hard enough to leave bruises and sometimes even break skin. But the final straw was when you nipped at him because you weren’t getting enough attention while he was in the middle of something. After about a week, you learned that biting = gag = no kissing or licking Dex, so you finally stopped.
Owner!Dex who decorates your crate exactly to your liking. The fluffy bed, your favorite blanket, a few toys, sometimes a snack if you’ve been good, and every few days he changes out his shirt that’s in there so you always have his scent with you. He keeps it dark with a blanket on top, but the metal is adorned with fairy lights for the evening.
Owner!Dex who has a very strict, meticulous bath time routine for you. The only time he doesn’t do it is when he’s not home, or he’s so injured that he can barely even move. And he expects you to do the routine while he’s gone, but he knows you kind of half ass it most of the time…
Owner!Dex who has different collars for different occasions so you’re always wearing one. The metal ring that sits on your collarbones is for bathing and play time/exercise. The regular collar with tags that say “puppy” on one side and “property of Dex” on the other are for home. And the dainty little choker with a charm on it that only has his bullseye symbol engraved is for going out.
Owner!Dex who loves teaching you commands. Sit, kneel, paw, lick, wait, bark, present. That last one is his favorite because you always eagerly drop to the floor with your face all the way down and your ass raised up high, tail wagging with impatient excitement as you wait for his touch.
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Do any Kastle shippers know what the first words are that they said to each other? I’m doing a soulmate fic for Dex lol and I’m making Karen and Frank soulmates in it😌 but I’m not gonna go back and rewatch just to find it lol. (Also I don’t mean the first time they see each other cause ik that’s in the hospital, I mean the first time they talk)
Mmmmmh dad Shane who takes you out drinking for your 21st birthday ‘n encourages you try a whole bunch of drinks until you’re all dizzy and tired for him,,
Summary | He’d literally be the perfect puppy owner, like c’mon
Warnings | Smut, pet play, collars, gags, oral, hybrid stuff?? Idk enough about that to be sure if it is or isn’t tho lol
Words | 500+
Notes | Not the first time I’ve had thoughts about owner!dex but this fic actually inspire the first paragraph and then the rest started flowing (also I did infact photoshop that pic to be a bullseye bc I’m insane😭)
Ao3 link | <3
Masterlist
Owner!Dex who ends up having to crate train you because you keep waking him up in the middle of the night feeling all needy… pawing at his bulge over his sweats, humping his leg, whining and nudging at his jaw with your nose until he finally wakes up (at 4 in the damn morning, mind you).
Owner!Dex who pulls on your tail when he fucks you because it makes you yip in pain, but it also makes your pussy clench tighter around his cock. He can feel it trying to wag under his firm grip and he uses it to pull your hips back with every thrust, fucking you even harder.
Owner!Dex who has to chose carefully when he lets you go down on him. You’re just so sloppy and messy with it, he has to wait until he knows for sure that he’ll be able to clean himself up after. You always lap at his cock until spit is rolling down your chin and his balls, your tail wagging happily behind you. Adorable, yes. But extremely messy, too.
Owner!Dex who had to gag you for a bit because you had such a big problem with biting… If he was fucking you, you’d bite down on his shoulder or his bicep, hard enough to leave bruises and sometimes even break skin. But the final straw was when you nipped at him because you weren’t getting enough attention while he was in the middle of something. After about a week, you learned that biting = gag = no kissing or licking Dex, so you finally stopped.
Owner!Dex who decorates your crate exactly to your liking. The fluffy bed, your favorite blanket, a few toys, sometimes a snack if you’ve been good, and every few days he changes out his shirt that’s in there so you always have his scent with you. He keeps it dark with a blanket on top, but the metal is adorned with fairy lights for the evening.
Owner!Dex who has a very strict, meticulous bath time routine for you. The only time he doesn’t do it is when he’s not home, or he’s so injured that he can barely even move. And he expects you to do the routine while he’s gone, but he knows you kind of half ass it most of the time…
Owner!Dex who has different collars for different occasions so you’re always wearing one. The metal ring that sits on your collarbones is for bathing and play time/exercise. The regular collar with tags that say “puppy” on one side and “property of Dex” on the other are for home. And the dainty little choker with a charm on it that only has his bullseye symbol engraved is for going out.
Owner!Dex who loves teaching you commands. Sit, kneel, paw, lick, wait, bark, present. That last one is his favorite because you always eagerly drop to the floor with your face all the way down and your ass raised up high, tail wagging with impatient excitement as you wait for his touch.
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