𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩.

WARNING FOR UNCENCORED BOOBS, BEGONE MINORS

request : EEK if your requests are still open would you mind writing something again with a sub dennis?? the one you did of him and the reader at the bar was sooo good

summary - dennis’ girlfriend is possessive after a night out but he knows just how to make it all go away.

warnings - nsfw. mommy kink. sub!dennis. slightly switchy!dennis territory?!

notes - is this anything? be merciful i’m knee deep in a research paper rn lmao

“say it.” she was squeezing his face, forcing him to look at her. his vision was bleary with desperation, tears brimming his eyes. “‘m your’s,” dennis pouted between her fingers, big glassy puppy dog eyes flickering about her face. “will you touch me now?” he whined.

“that’s not very polite. i don’t think you deserve it.” he groaned. he was aching. she had been teasing him the entire cab ride home. her polished nails ghosted up and down his thighs, she teasingly toed up the edge of his pant leg with those heels he loved so much, and her dress was pulled down just enough to reveal the lacy cups of her bra. now he was hovering over her, playing a game of cat and mouse to convince her of his devotion, cock straining against the seam of his jeans.

“you could always go beg one of those pretty girls downtown,” she muttered, gently patting his cheek just enough for it to sting. he groaned frustratedly. his forehead fell between her breasts. “i told you, i didn’t even say anything to them,” he muttered into her skin, “they asked for my number and i was sorry and i was taken.”

she tugged at his hair, making his head shoot up. “you said sorry?” his brows knotted as he nodded, “y - yes,” he stuttered, knowing that was likely the wrong answer. her lip rose in disgust, “why are you sorry? you’d rather have them than me?” he shook his head hurriedly, “no, no, baby -“ her fingers trailed down his white tee and dipped below the washed denim over his naval, sliding down his shaft and groping at his length through the fabric of his briefs.

a ragged gasp left his throat. his hips bucked forward. she steadied her hand, “bet you’d let them have you. you’re so pathetic ‘nd desperate, denny.”

he whined, searching her face for mercy he couldn’t find. his lean arms shifted, his whole body fighting against the urge to fold into her figure and beg for mercy. that wasn’t how the game was played. “no, just for you.” she lightly gasped, impressed. a demeaning grin lined her lips. “what a smart boy,” her hand massaged the shaft of his cock, “that’s what i like to hear.”

dennis couldn’t help it, his head lulled into the crook of her neck. “love you,” he kissed the skin there, “so much. i’m your’s. don’t - don’t want anyone else.” precum pooled against the elastic waistband of his briefs as he ever so slightly moved his hips against her palm. mouth against the shell of his ear, a small whine escaped her lips and suddenly he had a new objective.

“you’re the only one who makes me feel this good. i’m all your’s. i can’t - i can’t -“ he lazily littered kisses over the column of her neck as he rambled, “i don’t need anyone but you. ‘nd you’re so pretty. wish i could’ve fucked you in the middle of that bar just to show the world how pretty you are. who i belong to. and - and how good you are to me. so good, baby.” she moaned. her back arched against his body, hand lulling beneath his jeans. he took the opportunity to quicken the pace of his thrusts.

“can’t imagine being with anyone but you, pretty.” his nose nudged against her jaw. he pressed a wet kiss there, “i’m sorry, mommy,” he whispered, voice pathetically tender.

she was a puddle beneath him, tugging her lips between her teeth, face warm with lust. he grinned to himself and sat up on his knees to unbuckle his belt, gently pushing her hand away.

“what’re you doing?” she breathed. an attempt to reclaim control. his belt landed somewhere beneath the bed. “need to make it better,” he whispered. she nodded in agreement. his nimble fingers worked at his zipper, “i’m so sorry,” he leaned down and kissed her cheek, “i’m sorry, baby.” he tugged his briefs down his thighs to reveal his leaky cock. “need to fuck you, make it better,” one hand steadied himself above her, the other hiked up the skirt of her dress.

“please let me make it better,” he pushed her panties to the side. she blinked hard, “keep -“ his fingers ghosted over the slick entrance of her sex, pulling a stunted groan from her, “keep telling me how sorry you are.” dennis nodded, “i am sorry,” he repeated. he manually pressed his tip against her slit, the feeling wracking his body. he gently fell against her chest once more.

no anon that was the plan all along (cw : contraceptive tampering... and breeding kink... and robby is a cuck)

"no no don't worry about a condom she likes it. she's on birth control anyway"

later him and reader are laying in bed "y'know honey i read about health complications with birth control maybe you should get off it?" he suggests. when you express your worries about you and dennis he just says "i know i know we can do something else"

he pokes a hole in the condom or says they are expired and tells dennis to just pull out and it would be fine except when he's close he uses his hand to force dennis to come inside you and you loved it and dennis did too "fuck fuck i'm sorry feels so fucking good" he said when he starts to get hard again giving it deeper. you keep letting him fuck you raw especially when you see robby jerking off on his chair

before you know it you're doing a blood test and it comes back positive for pregnancy and you don't know how to tell either of them but when dennis hugs you while you're apologizing he sees robby smirking a little to himself.

| Dennis Whitaker x reader — mdni, cw: smut, breeding kink, creampie, Dennis calls reader mama and reader calls Dennis daddy

The holidays were always a crazy time of the year, especially for the Whitakers because it was basically an excuse for a family reunion. their family would come over, stay in the guest rooms or a motel down the way.

this time Dennis had you... and his family wanted to meet you. his mom loved you, most of his family did and the rest? well, they didnt matter much to you.

and everything was going fine. just fine, until all his nieces and nephews crowded you. his senses went haywire. your smile and laugh, the way you played with them, helped them clean up, chased them around. his heart fluttered.

you couldn't stop thinking about it. how pretty you'd be with a baby, with his baby? how much of a good mother you'd be.

on the flight home you raved about how sweet and cute they all were.

"what angels, and oh my god... your mom kept asking me when we'd get married and have some... I didn't really know what to say." he'd nod and listen focusing on not getting hard.

when you finally got back to your shared apartment you sighed and he was on you in an instant. "denny... what's gotten into you??" you gasped as he shoved you against the wall hands grabbing at the loose denim covering your hips.

"m'sorry you just looked so cute with the babies, made me want one..." he mumbled leaving sloppy wet kisses along your neck and shoulder, his hands sliding up, under your sweater. His warm hand sprawling over your stomach feeling it twitch and flex.

"god looked so purdy with the kids.. made me jealous..." he nipped

"of the kids??" you let out something between a huff and a laugh

"no... no... made me jealous of my brothers.... I want a baby.... please honey, let's have a baby?" he whine, grinding his cock on your thigh.

you groaned "Dennis... you know we cant, not right now..." he shook his head "please? you'd look soooo pretty and round and swollen... I wanna take care'v you..." hes begging now, hes desperate, you can hear it in the way hes panting like he ran a few miles, the whine. you can feel it in the heat and hardness of his cock, the way it twitches against your thigh.

"Dennis... we can't afford one right now... we dont have the,,, mmm— the space...!" you gasped feeling him grind against you heat now. you're barely on your tip toes. "I'll be such a good daddy, please? you'd be such a wonderful mama, I know it..." he licked a strip of saliva up your neck and jaw, ending at your ear. "c'mon mama, let me fuck a baby into you..." he rasped heavily into your hear.

"fuck fuck.... fuck" you hated yourself for letting him do this, but you were feeling the same way... "you can't get me pregnant... not yet... but im going to let you fuck me..." you told him and he nodded pretending he understood. you were on the pill so its not like it mattered right?

he yanked your jeans and panties off sitting you on the kitchen counter. one of your legs laid over his forearm as his hand gripped onto your thigh. he had you spit into his other hand, stroking himself before pushing himself in without any hesitation.

you let out a loud moan, head falling back against the cupboard. "you feel so fucking good mama, tell me I feel good too, does daddy feel good too?" he said, only letting you give a lazy nod, before kissing you. tongues swirling together, teeth clashing. everything is desperate...

Dennis thrusts at a bruising pace wasting no time to knock you up. "gonna look sooosososoo pretty I promise mama" he gasped and whined "gonna have such amazing babies... babies I give you.... fuck...!" youre moaning and nodded. mumbling incoherently as your nails grasp onto his shirt.

the two of you didnt even bother going all the way to your room let alone getting fully undressed. your socks and sweater still on. his shirt was on along with his jeans and boxers bunching up around his thighs. falling more and more with every thrust. he still had his shoes on for Christs sake

"yes.... gonna be the best...!" you gasped "best daddy ever... fuck...!" your fingers tangled in his hair to kiss him deeper. he picked you up still thrusting as he brings you over to the couch, your apartment filled with the sound of skin slapping.

"yes ... yes" he grunted pushing your knees to your chest. your eyes rolled back at how deep he felt. your hands grabbing hat him for any sort of comfort. "fuck..... feels good.. sooo good keep going daddy ... m'so close..." you gasp.

he hugged you tightly as you came around him, his orgasm soon following, pumping his load into your tight cunt

"wait... fuck...' you gasped feeling him fill you "s'sorry mama yer pretty cunt wants to have a baby... s'sucking me in so good..."

he gave you another wet messy kiss "cant want to have a baby with you... see how big and pretty you get... mm" you sighed relishing in the feeling laying on the couch with him as he kept himself buried in you.