his little missus🐾

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Welcome to unclejeezysblog ୭˚. ᵎᵎ

°˖➴ requests are open

Masterlist:

༯ Guitar lessons

༯ Only threw this party for you

༯ Sea kisses

༯ Potion

༯ Period cramps

༯ Math tutor

༯ Im the right one

༯ Heated arguments

༯ Be mine

༯ Ovulating

༯ Gator coming home to you after a long shift

༯ Waking up next to Gator

༯ Steve fixing your behaviour

༯ Ovulating (Gator’s version)

༯ Unsaid feelings

༯ Gator being your bodyguard

༯ Sheriff Departments Secretary

༯ The bet

༯ Pissing Gator off

༯ My girl

༯ Football nights

༯ Baby fever

༯ Brothers best friend, part 2

༯ Roomate

༯ His enemy, part 2

༯ The shoplifter, part 2

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Am I getting insane fomo? also yes

༯ Tattoo

summary → here

warning: getting a tattoo, talking about emotions, crying, kissing, Gator is obsessed, hickeys

note: a HUGE thank you to @this-is-purgatory-silverstar for giving me permission to write her headcanon🥰❤️also imagine that the tattoo is like on the picture but smaller🐊

‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

You loved getting small and meaningful tattoos. The ones that are barely noticeable but have a huge meaning in your life.

Gator and you were best friends since childhood and it was only a matter of time before you started dating. You’ve been together for over a year now.

Gator had a huge impact on your life, he was there for you when you had your first breakup (he hated every second of it), for your high school graduation, for your wisdom teeth removal in which he laughed the whole entire time when you were under anaesthesia.

“You’re a deputy”

“I am sweetheart”

You grasped

“Am i getting arrested? No!”

He couldn’t hold his laugh as he burst out laughing.

“Yer not getting arrested darlin”

Your family and relatives always said that you two would end up together, turns out they were right.

You moved in with Gator too, his house was much more closer to your work place and he begged you to spend every single day with him.

Gator knew you like the back of his hand, and you did too. It was almost impossible being separated.

🐊

You’ve been thinking of getting a new tattoo. You got your first tattoo 2 years ago for your sister. Now you’ve been thinking of what to get next, then you got an idea.

An alligator, for Gator. You gave him that nickname when you were 5, he claimed to “hate it” but you still use it to this day.

He was out of town this weekend to work on some kind of case. Which gave you the perfect opportunity to go and get the tattoo done, and give it time to heal.

You decided to get it on the left side of your ribcage.

The tattoo was painful but you had a high pain tolerance. It turned out so well you were in love with it. You obviously didn’t tell Gator, you had to keep it as a surprise.

Three days later, Gator finally returned home. It was 8am and you were woken by kisses on your temple and cheeks.

“G’morning beautiful girl” he murmured against your cheek.

“Mmh you came” you took a look at him, eyes half lidded from sleeping.

“Finally” he laid down on the bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and holding you tightly.

“How did it go?” you asked.

“Went great, we caught the criminal. But I couldn’t stop missing ya” he pressed a kiss on your lips.

“Mmph I have a little surprise for you”

Gators eyes widened “What is it sweetheart?”

You stood up kneeling on the bed

“Ready?” you asked him.

“What yer gonna strip f’me?”

“Gator no!” you chuckled.

“Okay okay I’m ready” he looked at you like you were the most beautiful girl ever. And to him you were.

You grabbed the end of your Gators oversized shirt and lifted it up, exposing your new alligator tattoo.

At first he just stared at it, not sure what to say. Then his eyes widened when he realised what it was “Wait” he said, standing up from the bed and coming closer to you to take a better look.

“You did not” he whispered

“Yes I did”

He dragged his finger on the tattoo “This is temporary right?” he looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours.

“Baby no its permanent, it’s a real tattoo” he looked at the tattoo again.

He was in shock, he didn’t expect you to get tattooed something really meaningful to him on your body.

“Baby I-“ he was speechless

“Do you like it?”

“Do i like it? Sweetheart I love it” he touched it again “Does it hurt?”

“No it’s healed”

“But it did hurt at some point” He couldn’t take his eyes off of it.

“Getting it done yes”

“And you went through pain just fer me?” He asked genuinely concerned

“Gates baby i’d go through anything for you”

Gator felt a wave of emotions, he couldn’t get himself to talk. He just hugged you, snuggling his face in your neck.

You heard a quiet sob come out of Gator, oh god. In the past, he struggled to express his emotions. He kept everything bottled up and vented his feelings through fights.

You worked on that with him, told him that it’s okay to feel sad and cry. He only cried in front of you, he once said that you’re his only safe space.

“Gates hey look at me” you cupped his cheek, guiding him to look at you but refused.

“Baby please” he then raised his head, eyes red and full of tears.

“Why are you crying? Tell me” you asked worried

“Ya- ya know how much alligator means t’me, and now ya have it tattooed on ya” he took a look at it again.

“Yes because you mean so much to me, and i want to have a part of you on me for the rest of my life”

He lowered his head at your ribcage, taking a close look of the tattoo.

He then placed his lips against it, kissing it softly. Scared that it’ll hurt you if he adds more pressure.

“S’pretty” he mumbled between kisses. His hands rested on your waist, keeping you secure as his mouth worked on the tattoo.

“I love you” *kiss* “so” *kiss* “much”

“I love you too honey”

“No ya don’t understand, sometimes i can’t breathe if yer not around”

“Huh so I’m your oxygen?”

“Yer way more than tha”

Later Gator couldn’t leave you alone. He either kept kissing you or the tattoo.

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The next day, while you were cooking dinner in the kitchen, Gator returned home from work. His aggressive slamming of the door and swift removal of his shoes told you somebody pissed him off at work.

He approached you in the kitchen, hugging you from behind “Hey mamas” he kissed the side of your neck.

“Hi there, how was work”

“Gosh don’t ask” he snuggled his face in your neck “terrible”

While you were stirring the food on the stove, Gator stood on your left side and kneeled down on the floor. He was up to something.

“Gates baby what are you doing?”

“Shh let me” he lifted your shirt, exposing your tattoo. Safe to say he fell in love with it.

He placed a soft kiss on your skin, making you shiver. He continued on kissing it, but you have to move to grab the salt.

You tried walking away but he held you by the hips “Nuh huh no runnin away”

“Gator i need the salt”

“Mhm that can wait, this can’t”

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A month later, he was still obsessed. One night he even gave you a hickey on the right side of the tattoo.

“GATOR!” you yelled while looking at it

“What is it?”

“I was about to go to sleep until I saw this!” you said pointing at the hickey

“Oh that - damn i did a good job”

You smacked his arm playfully.

Then he grabbed you and pinned you on the mattress of the bed “Ya don’t get to hit a deputy”

“Everyone don’t get to, but i do” you smirked at him

“Yer under arrest for hitting me, now ya will have to face a punishment”

“What is that?”

He didn’t answer. Instead he lowered himself, kissing you on the other side of the tattoo, giving you another purple hickey.

“Gator no!”

taglist: @hexyissy @yailology @oohlillie (comment if you want to get tagged💕)

1. Daylight - 5 Seconds of Summer

2. Cherry pie - Warrant

3. wRoNg - Zayn ft. Kehlani

4. Gloom - Djo

okay this is hard to chose but i’ll try my best

1. the entire masterlist of leather & lace 🤭 (i’ll never stop talking about this)

2. another masterlist of the girl next door (is not a grandma)

3. the basement 😉 (lord have mercy this made my stomach flip)

4. princess diaries masterlist

5. real pretty

༯ The shoplifter (part 2)

warning: teasing, praise, kissing, handcuffing, piv, fingering, piv,

→ part 1

‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

A week ago you were desperate to get Gators attention. Today he’s coming to your house. Your parents are out of town which makes things perfect. You didn’t tell him your address, but he knows it for sure, he has been here.

The panties you stole remained in your purse. Gator didn’t ask you to return them or to give them to him, so you kept them.

You knew what was going to happen tonight, and he did too.

An idea popped into your head, you are going to wear the panties you shoplifted earlier, and no bra. Just a white oversized shirt and really short shorts.

It was around 9pm when you heard the door bell ring.

When you opened the door, you were greeted by Gator looking ridiculously handsome in his outfit. A black compression shirt combined with his cargo pants, and the backwards hat. Your knees suddenly felt way too weak.

“My favourite criminal” he said, remaining eye contact.

“Hello, how are you Gator? Im good thanks for asking” you said, stepping away from the door.

“Ya still have that attitude” he grabbed the door and slammed it, causing the pictures on the wall to shift.

“Maybe” He started walking towards you, stopping just a few inches away.

“Somebody has to fix it, no?” He asked, his breath fanning over your lips.

“I think my attitude is fine” winking at him, you turned around to walk towards the kitchen, but your movements were stopped as you felt a hand grip your wrist.

He pulled you flush against him, your back resting against his chest.

His mouth moved to your ear “It’s not darlin, and i will be the one fixing it”

Turning you around, he grabbed the back of your knees, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

Surprisingly he found the way to your bedroom. Lowering you on your bed, he reached out for his back pocket, pulling out his handcuffs.

Your eyes went wide, getting turned on even more by your view.

“See something ya like sweetheart”

You didn’t answer, you captured your bottom lip between your teeth.

His nose brushed against yours as he hovered above you.

Then he closed the distance between you two. His lips moved smoothly against yours. He kissed you like he was hungry, sliding his tongue inside your mouth to taste you even better.

You couldn’t help it but moan, he was just way too good with his mouth.

“Look at ya, we have not even started and yer already letting out pretty sounds”

His mouth found your neck, sucking hardly on the skin. That will definitely leave a mark, not that you complained.

You’d let him mark your entire body.

While he was devouring your neck, his hands travelled under yours shirt, touching your breasts.

“Shit not even a bra? Yer a freak” he chuckled

He removed your shirt. He stopped for a second, his eyes widened while he took good look at your breasts.

“Gosh what I have been missing”

He quickly took off his shirt, and reached out for the handcuffs.

He grabbed your wrists, cuffing them for the second time today.

“They okay?” he asked

“Yes”

He pulled your hands over your head, taking away the control you had before.

“What a sight” he smirked

His mouth found your nipple, sucking it on a teasing way. Your back arched off the bed, gluing yourself closer to him.

“Want me that bad sweetheart?” he asked, looking at you, searching for the answer.

“Ye-Yes”

“Cousre ya do, had to commit a crime to get my attention” he kissed you between your breasts “My brave girl”

My brave girl. You were gone. You needed him so bad, your body was aching and throbbing.

His hands found the waistband of your shorts. When he took them off, he froze

“Don’t tell me those are the panties ya stole”

“What if i tell you that they are?”

Something in him changed.

“Yer done”

“Oh really?”

“Really”

“In what way, deputy?” you smirked at him

“In a very bad way” he tugged off the panties, leaving you bare naked underneath him.

His strong arms found your thighs, pushing them apart and spreading you open.

He dived in between your legs with no warning.

His mouth found your folds, sucking them and licking between them with his tongue.

He was way too good with his tongue, it felt like you were in heaven.

Then he inserted two fingers in your hole, not even giving you a warning. He caught you off guard.

“Gator- shit”

“Yer so tight holy shit” his fingers were pumping in and out of you fast.

His thumb found your clit, circling it while he drilled his other two fingers inside you.

“S’wet yer drppin down my hand”

You were so close to your orgasm, the familiar feeling forming in your lower stomach. Your moans were so loud, the neighbours could probably hear everything.

You tried bringing your hands to your front, but Gator quickly stopped you.

“Yer in no position to have control sweetheart” His hands gripped your wrists hard.

Gator knew you were close, the way you squeezed his fingers.

Then he removed them, not letting you finish.

“Gator no-“

“Shush” he said as he reached out for the zipper of his pants.

The moment you saw him fully naked, you knew you were cooked. He was so big. You couldn’t believe it. The sight made your head spin.

“This is your punishment, and yer gonna take it with no complaints, ya hear me?” he asked, lining himself with your folds.

“I asked you a question, answer”

“Yes I do- ah”

The moment you said yes he drilled himself into you. He was way too big for you, stretching you out crazy.

His thrusts were slow and hard, giving you time to adjust to his size.

“Good girl” he whispered, his hazel eyes were dark, filled with lust “so tight around me”

His hands found the back of your thighs, pushing them against you and folding you in half.

This position made him reach even deeper in you. It made him let out a loud groan, his brows were furrowed.

“Maybe ya will learn yer lesson” *thrust* “don’t mess with a deputy” *thrust*

His words were making you close again. Your forehead was sweaty, hairs sticking to your temple. When you opened your eyes, they landed on his bicep. You couldn’t take your gaze off of it.

He groaned “Good girl” as he continued thrusting.

“Are ya close baby, yer sqeezin the shit outta me”

“Mhm” you murmured, too focused on his bicep.

“Gosh ya have the prettiest lips” he kissed your cheek “Go on, finish all over me”

The moment he gave you permission your orgasm crashed you.

You started whimpering crazy, legs shaking, feeling like you are levitating.

“Gonna fill ya up so well, yer gonna feel me for days” he started thrusting faster, working through your orgasm and trying to finish.

He then finished, filling you up, even his cum leaked out of you.

“Shit look at ya, full of me”

He collapsed over you “Yer mine now” he whispered “Mine”

“Already claimed me?”

“I don’t play with what I want”

“Oh so Gator Tillman wants me?” you chuckled

“The things ya did fer me, ya made me go crazy”

The next day Gator went to the same lingerie store to pay for the stolen panties, and also buy a nee pair with a matching bra in his favourite blue colour.