#langdonsinferno

and i oop, he’d drag you inside your remote location, a piss poor hotel he had to book to not draw any attention to the two of you. Throwing you against the wall, your both wrists locked above your head as his terrifying grip held you in place,

“Are you fucking insane, y/n? you want to get killed? if i didn’t know any better i’d say you lost your little mind” he drilled into you, the whites of his eyes bloodshot, his chest falling and rising quickly as he begins to rile himself up. Your whines just low enough for you to hear, or so you thought. 

“Now you wanna cry? Let’s see how many of those pretty little tears I can get.” 

He threw you on the sofa, your stomach colliding with the arm rest as your ass was forced up into the air, him pulling your dress all the way up, showcasing your best feature. 

Stinging was all you felt after that, the red hard bruises forming on each of your cheeks as Duncan began his brutal assault on you. Your body flying forward with each of punishing slaps,

“You want to be in danger so badly? hmm,--” he paused, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling you back roughly, your head now resting on his shoulder, tears and make up staining his black dress shirt, 

“You want to feel powerless? You want to get hurt? I can do that for you.” he spoke through his teeth as he let go of your hair, pushing your back down onto the sofa, your face pushed into the leather cushions, you could barely breathe, but you feel as though you did push him here. It’s not like he hasn’t been a little rough before, but this felt different, this felt more thrilling. 

And that’s when your stomach dropped, you heard him shuffling around behind you, hearing his holster unbuckle, the click of something, and your heart began to beat louder, trying to turn around to see what he was doing, but he was too fast for you, pushing your head back down,

“Nuh-uh, no peeking sweetheart”

He ripped your thong right off of you, your glistening cunt on display for him, his moan from behind had you smiling just a bit, wiggling your ass a little just to tease. Eliciting a slight chuckle from him, you have no idea whats about to happen to you, he thought, right before he spit down her pussy, rubbing it in with the tip of his glock. You jumped, feeling something cold and foreign touch your clit, you didn’t know what to think, jumping forward as you snapped your head back, your eyes meeting the gun he kept close to him at all times,

“Duncan wha-” he cut you off, picking you up from the couch by your wrist, throwing you to the cold ground,

“I call the shots tonight” he laughed at his pun, kneeling beside your body, your back now against the floor, staring straight at the man who is in control of you fate tonight.

You were scared to even speak, but your cunt said a million things to him, your cum dripping down your thigh, and of course he caught glimpse of it, smiling as he grabbed your legs, splitting them in two as he nestled between them,

You looked at him one last time before he lifted his gun, clicking the safety off as you both held eye contact, winking at you before he placed the tip of it against you velvet lips, 

:(( AHH!!

I love Duncan + dogs (not in a f*rry way)

anyway

YEAH.

Like you both already have a few dogs but just coming home and seeing a shirtless Duncan on the floor, playing tug-a-war (idk if thats what you call it but you know when you have a dog and you try to take the toy from its mouth but IN A PLAYING WAY?) with a NEW puppy. 

And he’s growling and laughing with it. Puppy soon climbs on Duncan’s chest and licks his face :’)

That’s when he would look up to see you’ve been standing in the doorway the whole time.

“This is Duke,” he’d say with a cheesy smile, standing up with puppy in his arms. 

fluff hour !!

The last thing you were expecting was to find a man in the woods, but isn’t adult life just that weird sometimes? And something pulls you to him, so you take him home. 

His clothes were almost impossible to get off, crusted with dirt, mud, and blood, but you did it, and you had him sitting the tub. He was miserable, but you weren’t forcing him to talk. All you did was wash his hair, massaging his scalp, you were pretty sure that you saw his eyes flutter close when you do this, but you don’t mention it. You take the luffa and scrub as much skin as he’s comfortable with you doing, which is surprisingly a lot. 

You help him stand and you wrap his head up in the towel turban, something that makes him smile. It looked silly, but it was a soft and kind gesture. Something he wasn’t used to. 

Thank you!! I hold it near and dear to me too (which is probably why I’m so bad at updating it because I don’t wanna ruin it sksjksss)

fluff hour !!

It was supposed to be one, it was supposed to be one so that you could have a friend and a buddy when Duncan was at work, after all, being a writer didn’t require you to leave the house often. Duncan was only wanting to do this for you, he vowed that he wouldn’t like the dog past being a friend for you. He hated dogs. “A dog? With these floors? I don’t think so, babe.” As his first statement.

Now? He was doing that thing were he was scratching his nose and puffing up his chest to distract from the fact that he was emotional. “Oh god, Chocolate Chip was dropped off here because he was a birthday present that the kid didn’t like…” He was reading all their little signs. 

“Yeah babe, that happens. People don’t consider the consequences of taking care of another breathing, living animal.” 

“Roger was found on the street but came up right up to the workers when he got here.” He leaned down to pet the pit bull.

“Are you crying?” 

“NO!” He was defensive, but he was. “It’s just all of them deserve homes…” 

“Duncan, we can’t adopt all of them.” How were you know being the reasonable on in this? 

You still ended up with three dogs that day. Roger, the Pit Bull, Hercules the Akita/Mastiff mix that was honestly probably bigger than Duncan, and his emotional support Pekingese, Ewok. 

That night, when you entered our guys’ bedroom to go to sleep, you found all three dogs cuddling with Duncan and barely any room for you.