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The price of being bad (Dad’s best friend!Keegan Russ x F!Reader)

NSFW! Smut (18+)

Summary: Skipping Uni to blow some guy backfired after getting caught by your father. Unable to face you, he passes the responsibility to his best friend, Keegan, to teach you a lesson. How was he to know what kind of lesson you’d be receiving? ;)

Warnings: AgeGap (reader is in her 20s, Keegan is 39) Oral m!receiving, throat fucking, p in v (unprotected, always practice safe sex irl!), name calling, use of ‘good girl’, swearing, roughish sex, kind of non-con but not really? reader is kind of a brat, and Keegan’s a bit of a pervert! I’m sorry if I missed anything!

Missing university lectures was something you had grown accustomed to, and up until this point, you thought it didn’t matter to anyone, given that you were an adult and the tuition was being covered—albeit by your father. Still, you were an adult, and unlike school, where every absence was meticulously noted and punished, university operated very differently.

There was much more freedom, your education was your responsibility and it was your choice if you wanted to waste your father’s money and not turn up. So by default, the lecturers and seminar leaders wouldn’t care, they were getting paid regardless. It was no issue for your father anyway, he worked for the military, they get paid a lot, right?

This is why, like on most days, you opted to stay in and invited a guy you found moderately attractive over while your father was out with his colleagues. When you sent that message saying you were home alone, he wasted no time rushing over. It was a bit pathetic, but you couldn’t care less when you were horny yourself. The moment he arrived, you pulled him inside and quickly got his trousers off. He had no objections as you pushed him onto the couch, especially when you sank to your knees. With a deft touch to his length, giving it a few strokes, you took him into your mouth.

In all honesty, he wasn’t that big, much to your disappointment. But it just meant you could take all of him in your mouth with ease, leaving him a sputtering mess as you worked your magic.

But of course, it was just your luck, that it was this particular day that your university rang up your father, snitching on you and asking him why you hadn’t made many appearances and if it meant that you was dropping your course. To say the least, your father was fuming.

The sounds of the guy's gasps and whimpers completely overshadowed the rumble of your father's car arriving outside, along with the muffled noises escaping your lips as you bobbed your head. In the position you found yourself, there was no time to react as your father burst through the front door, his furious glare piercing through the air.

You gasped and jumped away from his dick, your mouth making a popping noise as you fell back on your arse as you stared at your father with wide eyes. ‘Shit shit shit shit!’

“What the hell-?!” The guy scrambled to his feet, rapidly fiddling with his zipper. You were so fucked.

Your father charged at him, seizing the back of his collar with a fierce grip and yanking him toward the open door. The sudden movement caught him off guard, and he instinctively raised his hands in a defensive gesture, his eyes wide with fear.

“Sir, I’m so-“ A startled yelp escaped him as your dad finally released his grip on the collar and shoved him out through the open door, his hands fumbling to fasten his trousers before your dad slammed the door with a resounding thud.

You sat there, heart racing, your eyes wide with panic as you slowly pushed yourself up off the floor. Your dad’s shoulders heaved with a simmering rage that sent a chill down your spine, and when he turned to face you, his glare was laced with venom. If looks could kill, you would have crumpled to the floor in an instant.

“You’ve got some serious explaining to do,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, jabbing a finger in your direction as he stormed toward you. He seized your arm, compelling you to sit on the couch.

You plopped down, the cushions enveloping you as a wave of shame washed over you, creeping up your spine like a cold draft.

“You think you can skip university, which I’m paying for, to suck some low life’s dick?!” He towered over you, his voice booming with a threatening edge. You swallowed hard, desperate to escape the fury blazing in his gaze.

“What on earth were you thinking?! I’m not pouring all this money into your education just for you to whore around!”

You opened your mouth to respond, but the words died on your lips as he unleashed another round of shouting. It felt as if the very walls were trembling.

“Honestly, I can’t even bear to look at you right now. You’re grounded, and from now on, I’ll be the one driving you to and from university. No daughter of mine is going to fail because of this nonsense.” He turned away, pinching the bridge of his nose, eyes squeezed shut. The depth of his anger was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

You rose to your feet, irritation bubbling up to replace your fear. “Are you kidding me?! I’m not a child anymore; you can’t just ground me!”

“I absolutely can and will! You live under my roof, so it’s my fucking rules that matter. Your age doesn’t change that.” He spun back to face you, his glare sharp enough to cut.

You crossed your arms defiantly, your brows furrowing in anger. “You can’t treat me like I’m still a kid!

“Enough! I am your father and you will listen! Go to your goddamn room. Now!” He gestured sharply toward the stairs, his furious eyes locked onto you as you stood there, mouth agape in disbelief.

After a tense moment of silence, frustration bubbled up inside you, and you let out an exasperated roar before stomping up the stairs. You clenched your jaw tightly, slamming your bedroom door with such force that it rattled the entire house.

Your dad exhaled a weary sigh, rubbing his face with his hands, the weight of the situation leaving him drained.

He sank onto the couch, hunched over with his head in his hands. He never imagined his little girl would act this way, especially engaging in… those kinds of activities. What father would? Perhaps he wouldn’t have been so upset if you weren’t skipping university and squandering his hard-earned money. “Damn kids…” he muttered under his breath, attempting to alleviate the throbbing headache by massaging his temples.

A knock at the front door jolted him from his thoughts, reminding him that Keegan had been waiting in his car. “It’s open,” he called out, letting out a sigh as he pushed himself up to head into the kitchen.

Keegan swung the door open, immediately spotting him reaching for a beer from the fridge.

“She causing more trouble?” Keegan inquired, shutting the door behind him as he sauntered into the room, leaning against the kitchen counter to observe your dad as he cracked open the beer and took a long swig. “You caught all that, huh?” your dad said, wiping his mouth as some of the beer dribbled down his chin.

Keegan laughed, nodding in agreement. “I saw the guy stumble out your front door, pants half-zipped.”

Your father let out a grunt, rubbing his temple as the headache intensified.

“You doing alright?” Keegan asked, tilting his head with concern. “Yeah, just… I wish she’d listen to me. I don’t want her to skip university for, well, you know…” he replied, shaking his head before taking another gulp of his beer.

“Well, you scared the guy shitless, so he won’t be back anytime soon,” Keegan chuckled, recalling how the guy had practically flung himself away, fumbling with his pants. Your dad couldn’t help but laugh too, remembering the panic in the guy’s eyes.

“What do you wanna do about it?” Keegan asked as your dad’s serious expression returned.

“I can’t even look at her right now. It’s one thing to pull that shit in my own house, but she’s squandering my money. I want her to get a solid education, you know? That’s why I invested everything into this,” he replied, downing the rest of his beer and tossing the empty can into the trash.

“I’m trying to remember a time when she wasn’t so goddamn bratty. I love her, so much, but Jesus does she piss me off.” He continued, pressing his hands against the counter. His frustration was palpable.

“Yeah, I remember that time we had to dash out of work to get her after she swiped your car and got pulled over.” Keegan chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Your dad rolled his eyes, a small, affectionate grin breaking through his annoyance. “Yeah, nearly gave me a damn heart attack.” He pursed his lips contemplating how to handle the situation with you. His gaze met Keegan’s bright blue eyes for a moment, an idea springing to mind.

Though Keegan was younger, they shared a strong bond. The military had forged a brotherhood among them, and he had grown to care for Keegan immensely. Over the years, Keegan had been the one to bail you out of numerous predicaments, and your father was grateful for that. That’s why he felt comfortable asking Keegan to step in. As your dad, you were less likely to heed his words, but Keegan had a better shot since you seemed to have a soft spot for him.

“Could you have a word with her? I feel like I’m talking to a brick wall lately; it’s like I’m dealing with a child. If you need to scare her a bit, go for it—just help me get her back on track.” He spoke earnestly, his eyes reflecting a hint of desperation.

Keegan paused for a moment, weighing his options on how to tackle the situation. After some thought, he nodded decisively. “Yeah, course. I’ll set her straight.” He agreed, pushing himself off the counter.

“Thank you, Keegan. Means a lot. She’s just so difficult.” Your dad exhaled in relief, also stepping away from the counter.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll do my best.” Keegan offered a small smile to him, making his way back to the living room to start heading to your room.

“I’ll be in the garage.” your dad called after him, releasing a breath as he reached for another beer from the fridge, seeking solace in the garage to clear his mind. He was thankful the situation was in Keegan’s hands now. One less thing to worry about, he hoped.

However, he was naïve. And very oblivious to the twitch on Keegan’s lips when your dad gave him the green light to go into your room.

When Keegan first met you, you became all he thought about. Your bratty behaviour was more endearing to him rather than irritating. He loved the way you smelled, even when you reeked of alcohol. He loved the way the skimpy dresses rode up your thighs when you sat in the backseat of your dads car as you pouted about being caught. The way your folded arms pushed your tits up all for him to see in the rearview mirror. He’d always have to tuck his erection up to his waistband to hide it from your father, who scolded you every time, blissfully unaware of Keegan’s filthy thoughts.

All those nights he had to come get you from whatever situation you had got yourself into with your dad, he wished he could of got you alone to fuck you in the backseat of his car, teach you a lesson. Fuck the brattiness out of you.

Even though you spoke to him with the same disrespect, as if you were a teenager, it didn’t deter his perverted thoughts spiralling him into a horny mess. Even at night, when he was alone with his thoughts, he’d fuck himself into his hand with pictures from your instagram on his phone. You were much younger than him, almost 20 years difference, which just made you all the more intangible. It only made him want you more. Though you weren’t innocent, you still radiated sweet-like ignorance to the world. It was difficult for him to describe, but he really wanted to corrupt you in a twisted way. Teach you to not be a little shit with his own methods.

And, unknowingly, your father had just given him the go ahead.

Without warning, Keegan opened your door without knocking, shutting it behind him with a loud slam.

You looked up from your phone, your laid position on the bed making your daringly short shorts rise up over your arse. Keegan already felt his pants tighten at the mere sight of you, that familiar brooding expression plastered over your face.

“Fuck off.” You groaned, turning to look back at your phone with annoyance.

Keegan stepped closer, folding his arms and staring down at you with his piercing blue eyes. “Heard you bunked off uni to suck dick. Am I right?”

You scoffed, refusing to meet his eyes as you continued to scroll on your phone. “I’m an adult, I can do whatever the hell I want.”

Keegan’s eyes narrowed as he leaned down slightly, snatching your phone away from you. This pissed you off. You sat up, an irritated frown taking over your features.

“You sure as hell ain’t acting like an adult.” Keegan retorted, pushing you back down by the shoulder as you went to grab your phone back. You gritted your teeth, folding your arms just the way he likes, much to his satisfaction.

“If you’re just going to give me a lecture like my dad, save it. I’m not a kid and you can’t tell me what to do.”

Keegan tilted his head, tossing your phone onto your desk before meeting your eyes. “I’m not here to lecture you. I’m here to teach you a lesson.”

He suddenly grabbed the back of your hair, pulling you forwards from your sitting position so you were on all fours, face to face with his growing erection.

You yelped in surprise at his strong grip, catching yourself from falling off the bed by gripping the edge. “What the fuck, Keegan?” You struggled in his grip, attempting to get up but grunted when he yanked you back down by your hair.

“If you wanna be a slut and suck cock instead of going to uni-“ He used his other hand to start unzipping his pants, causing your eyes to widen at the growing realisation of what was happening.

“-then you’re gonna suck cock like a slut.” He lowered the top of his trousers just above his knees, leaving him in his boxers with a growing wet patch of pre-cum. His erection was practically poking out the top of his waistband, and you felt your pussy suddenly clench as you marvelled at the size covered by the fabric. Still, you wanted to resist a bit more, unwilling to give in so easy.

“Let me go you fucking perv!” You screeched, attempting to release yourself from his hold but only being yanked down again by your hair, eliciting another grunt as his grip became firmer.

“Fucking bitch, you shut your mouth before I throat fuck you till you pass out.” He seethed, pulling you closer to his crotch as he stared you down with a warning flashing through his pale blue eyes.

“Fuck you.” You spat, his threat instantly creating a pool between your parted legs. Still, you glared up at him defiantly, refusing to be tamed.

Keegan growled, your resistance turning him on and simultaneously irritating him in a twisted way. “You just want me to do it, don’t you?” He rapidly lowered his boxers, his erection finally springing free. You attempted not to salivate as you stared at the two angry veins spiralling up his shaft, curving upwards with his tip crying with pre-cum. He was much bigger than that other guy.

He sighed as he was released from the confinement of his pants, giving himself a few pumps to ease the ache as he watched your wandering eyes. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride, him being well endowed and well trimmed combined with the snaking v-line that peeked out from under his shirt was making your pussy become soaked by the second, and he could tell by the way your legs twitched. Your mouth had unintentionally opened, whether it was from being pleasantly shocked or because you wanted him in your mouth, or both, you didn’t know.

“Fucking whore, you’re practically drooling for it.” He muttered, tapping the tip of his cock harshly on your lips. The pre-cum stained your lips, and you instinctively licked them, letting the dull salty taste invade your taste buds. He tasted so fucking good, it made your cunt clench around nothing.

Keegan grinned as you licked your lips, finding your stunned silence amusing. “Nothing to say now? Yeah, didn’t fucking think so. Is the sight of my cock enough to shut you up? Fucking hell, didn’t know you was that much of a dumb whore.” He teased, chuckling at you mockingly.

You snapped out of your daze, looking back up at him and opening your mouth wider to say something snarky, but you was abruptly cut off by him shoving his whole length inside your mouth. The sudden invasion made you gag around him, his tip touching the back of your throat and filling your mouth.

Keegan released a guttural groan as he felt your warm, wet mouth envelop all of him, pushing your head closer so your nose was pressing against his pelvis. He kept you there, groaning louder as you continued to gag, the constrictions of your throat making his cock twitch in your mouth, only making you gag even more and making your throat even tighter for him.

“Fuckk, yeah, that’s a good fucking girl.” He grunted, still keeping your head pressed against him. You felt your eyes begin to water as the air you was sucking up through your nostrils was no longer enough as you choked on his length. “Good fucking girl.” He purred, cherishing the sight of you heaving and fighting for breath on him. “Bet you’ve never had a real cock like this, huh?” Just as you thought you’d pass out, he pulled your hair back to take your mouth off his cock. He was drenched in saliva, and your drool was starting to dribble down your chin as you coughed and greedily inhaled the air to catch your breath.

“Motherfucker-!”

“Shut the fuck up. Show me how much of a good cock-sucking slut you are.” Keegan roughly slapped his cock against your mouth. “Come on, show me that skipping university was worth it.” He ordered, slapping you with it again.

You panted, shooting him a nasty glare to attempt to cover up the fact your pussy was practically dripping and screaming for him. It annoyed you how turned on he was making you. Your cheeks were flushed, tears streaming down your face with drool staining your chin. Keegan felt his cock ache for stimulation again as he took in your appearance after having it shoved down your mouth.

“My dad’s gonna kill you.” You uttered with a small rasp, staring up at him with temerity.

He grew impatient; he gripped your hair tighter, his eyes narrowing darkly as gave himself a few strokes. “Let him try. You think that threat is going to stop me from getting what I want? As far as your dad knows, I’m getting you in line. And I intend to. Now suck my fucking dick before I shove it down your throat again.”

You wasn’t sure if you could handle choking on him for that long again. And you wasn’t exactly opposed to doing this. After all, Keegan was so attractive, and you had many fantasies of this. It wasn’t an opportunity you were going to pass up. So, after a beat of silence, you grasped the top of his foreskin and gently pulled it back to reveal more of his tip, to which you lazily licked his frenulum with the base of your tongue, swirling it up and over agonisingly slow. Keegan hummed, his free hand starting to trace your jawline and shifting up to pull back more of your hair, wanting to see every inch of your face as you went down on him.

You continued to give small kitten licks on his tip, shifting from his frenulum to the top. You maintained eye contact, which only drove Keegan even more crazy. You looked so damn good.

He panted and hummed every few seconds from the light stimulation you was giving him on his sensitive tip, but was quickly replaced with an abrupt, loud groan when you finally took half of his shaft into your mouth.

His hand gripped your hair tighter once again in attempt to stop himself from cumming, his free hand reaching down to grope the top of your arse and give it a firm squeeze.

His touch was magnetising, and only sent a wave of heat straight down to your pussy. You used one hand to hold the base of his length, and began to bob your head while your hand pumped him into your mouth at a steady rhythm, evoking sharp hisses and guttural groans from Keegan as he watched you.

“Mmph..yeah, that’s right baby, fuckk..” He slurred, grabbing and squeezing your arse tightly every time you swirled your tongue over his shaft while you moved your hand simultaneously with your head. You made a risky move: you took his whole length in your mouth, trying not to gag as much as you did the first time when he forced it to the back of your throat. He was so long, you shocked yourself with succeeding in taking all of it. Once you adjusted somewhat, you began to flex the back of your tongue, using the muscle to prod his tip that was bullying the back of your throat and threatening to force a gag from you. Keegan shuddered as you did this, his eyebrows furrowing and rising as you practically guzzled his cock.

“Damn kid, who taught you how to do that?” He groaned, sucking air in through his teeth with every flex and flick of your tongue while he was balls deep inside your mouth. His sounds went straight through your ears and down between your legs.

The build up of saliva was making obscene wet sounds with every movement of your head as you slurped and messily went down on him, refusing to break eye contact with his half-lidded eyes. Knowing he was enjoying this made you ache for friction.

The throbbing was intense, almost enough to hurt - you needed to touch yourself to ease the twinge; you balanced on your knees and used your free hand to shove down your shorts to play with your clit, the need for stimulation becoming too much to bare with every hiss and grunt Keegan made.

You drew lazy circles on your clit, obtaining muffled moans from your already filled up mouth, creating pleasant vibrations on Keegan’s shaft which forced him to squeeze your arse even tighter.

“Oh fuck, yes, yeah..play with yourself baby. Mmph- fuck, keep it in your mouth.” Keegan panted, gently bucking his hips to go a bit deeper into your mouth as you moaned and sucked his cock. He gently fucked himself into your mouth, giving you more incentive to circle your clit a bit faster while you kept your mouth hollow to allow him space to invade your mouth. You retrieved the hand that was stroking him back to the edge of the bed for balance, still on all fours while one hand remained down your shorts, creating electric waves of pleasure from your clit to your stomach.

“Shit..fuck-“ Keegan grunted as his patience snapped and finally used both hands to hold your hair, before letting loose and rapidly fucking your mouth. You couldn’t help but moan louder in surprise, but didn’t stop rubbing your clit as your slick started coating your fingers. You became a moaning mess as the combination of him throat fucking you and you rubbing your own clit created a familiar tension in your lower stomach, especially when seeing Keegan’s head thrown back and lost in ecstasy, eyes welded shut as his hips moved quickly to shove his cock in and out of your mouth.

He had dreamed of this, but nothing came close to the real thing, right there. He didn’t stop his quick rhythm, fucking himself into your mouth as you teased and rubbed your clit.

His heavy pants and hisses intertwined with your loud but muffled moans, the room hot and heavy as you both neared your finish lines. Every hump of his hips was making the knot get tighter and tighter. Your legs began to shake slightly, the intensity building more and more, but Keegan had other plans for you. He fucked your mouth with a few more snap of his hips before stopping, pulling out and opening his eyes to watch the string of saliva connecting his cock to your mouth break.

You whined, missing the feeling of your mouth being full.

“Shut up.” Keegan roughly grabbed your hips and turned you around so you was facing your wall, extracting a dazed yelp from you. “I wanna hear how you sound without your mouth full.” He said, yanking your shorts down wildly, revealing you had gone without underwear today.

“Fucking hell.” Keegan remarked in a pleasing tone to find your pussy slicked with your wet arousal, with no underwear to give you modesty. No, you was bent over with your cunt right in his face.

Keegan reached out, running a finger over your folds to collect some of your slick. “You really are a fucking slut, aren’t you? All this for some scrawny kid?”

You whined again and arched your back, searching for his fingers in attempt to get touched more as he pulled them away. Keegan chuckled at this, and delivered a sharp slap to your arse cheek, making you jolt in surprise.

“Such a needy fucking pussy you’ve got.” He muttered, giving his cock a few pumps as he admired your pretty, wet and inviting pussy.

You arched your back again, practically begging him to fuck you already.

“Hm? You want me to fuck this needy pussy now?” Keegan taunted, smirking evilly as he witnessed you go from a juvenile little shit to a desperate and needy mess.

“Please, Keegan, fuck sake.” You whimpered, the ache had become unbearable. You needed him to fuck you. And you was in no mood to be teased.

“Oh? Please what?” He teased, rubbing the head of his cock along your soaked folds. You whinged, trying to push back into him.

“Fuck me, please.”

“What was that, baby?”

“For god sake, fuck me, Keegan, plea-!” You unleashed a drawn out moan as he pushed the head of his cock inside your warm walls, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your wet cunt welcomed him with open arms with little restriction, his own drawn out moans sounding from behind you as you clamped down on him.

“Jesus, fuck - you’re so tight.” He gritted his teeth, slowly pushing himself further inside you as he gripped your hips with bruising harshness. Every inch he added brought out a series of moans and whimpers out of you as you arched back into him. He revelled in the feeling of your warm cunt enriching his desires he had to repress for so long, shutting his eyes briefly and holding himself back from cumming so soon. You felt like heaven, your pussy felt like nothing he’d ever felt before. It was hard to not pound into you without remorse, but your tightness was a bit suffocating for him.

Once he adjusted to your tight hole, he slowly pulled half way out, leaving only his tip inside you, before slamming his hips into your arse, making you lurch forward. He groaned loudly, not caring if your father heard him anymore.

He repeated the action, pulling out half way and snapping back into you. He shuddered as he felt your hole grow accustomed to his size and found himself moving faster after every snap of his hips. Your arse slammed against him with every motion, creating small ripples on your skin; much to his delight. He groped and squeezed your arse again, giving it a little smack as he began to fuck you just a bit faster.

You pathetically mewled and moaned as the short lived pain turned into a feeling you’ve never felt before by any man - fucking amazing.

“Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck.” You were being loud, but you didn’t care. You gripped the sheets, eyes rolling everywhere, already cock drunk.

Your moans and curses only egged Keegan on, threatening to push him over the edge as your beautiful sounds made his cock twitch with every syllable.

“What would your daddy think, if he saw his daughter being a dirty bitch like this?” Keegan panted, leaning over you slightly to pull your tank top up and over your tits, kneading them and squeezing your nipples harshly as he fucked you harder. He savoured the sensation of your hard nipples and soft tits in his hands, massaging and pinching them gently, contrasting with the way he was fucking you like an animal in heat.

You welded your eyes shut, unable to answer with any smartass comment as the stimulation to your nipples and getting fucked was making the tension in your stomach return rapidly.

“Imagine he saw you like this, a dumb cock-drunk slut practically creaming on his best friends cock.” He uttered breathily, his words only making it more and more difficult to not cum all over him.

“He’d be so - fuck..He’d be so disappointed. Was it worth it baby? Was this worth skipping uni over?” Keegan managed to say through every rasp and grunt, relishing in the feeling of your arse bouncing and knocking into his hips.

“Mmph-! Fuck-! Y-yes!” Your eyebrows were furrowed and raised, the knot in your stomach tightening.

“Yeah? It was?” He cooed, leaving small and sloppy kisses on your shoulder blade.

“Yes yes yes yes!” You babbled, practically screaming when he returned to his upright position and pounded into you even faster and harder.

“Fucking cum on me then. I know you wanna cum. Can feel your cunt squeezing the shit out of me.” He groaned, feeling his own high becoming more and more in reach as your pussy clenched him tighter and tighter.

Your breathing became sharper and your moans became more erratic as the tension grew, threatening to be released at any second.

“Yeah that’s fucking right, I want to feel this pretty pussy cum on my cock.” He reached down under your hips and traced sloppy circles on your clit while his other hand gripped your waist to carry on pulling you back into his fast-moving hips.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck! Shit-! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!” You whimpered loudly, his sloppy circles finally pushing you over the edge and releasing a huge wave of ecstasy and pleasure rattling throughout your entire body as you screamed his name, cumming harder than you ever have before with your body trembling.

It didn’t take long for Keegan to catch up as you came, your pussy was squeezing him and pulsing, practically milking it out of him.

“Shit-! You’re gonna make me cum.” He hissed, desperately fucking you with no particular rhythm to chase his own high.

“Fuck baby, I’m cumming..!” With a final pump, he released a low pitched moan as he he pushed himself deep inside you, teasing your cervix as his hot strings of white painted the inside of your walls, cock twitching and pulsing out the cum, the top of his body colliding with the top of your back as he almost collapsed as you milked out all the cum in his balls.

His head rested in the crook of your neck as you both panted, the sweat you both emitted evaporating as your bodies cooled, making you shiver.

You both stayed like that for a moment, riding out the bliss in a comfortable silence. Finally, Keegan pulled out, lifting his trousers and boxers up while you collapsed on your front in exhaustion. You could feel his hot cum snaking out of you and ruining your bed sheets, but you couldn’t care less. You felt so good in that moment, utterly and completely satisfied.

You made a small noise when you felt Keegan finger his cum back into your stretched hole, too tired to react much more, earning a low chuckle from him as he stared at you, completely fucked out.

“Gonna tell your dad you learnt your lesson, and that I’ll be driving you to university from now on, princess.”

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matrixbearer2024 · 3 days

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A slow day with the triplets, I would think that this happens post-weirdmaggedon after all the family drama is (mostly)resorted. No that isn't Ford in the left-hand corner that is Alexander, he just looks like a young ford by default LMAO. I'm testing out different appearances for all three of them to showcase their different temperaments and personalities. I'll be changing Alex's hair at some point in the timeline post-weirdmaggedon since he'd be more interested in his appearance if he's going to fully dedicate himself to business/entrepreneurship.

I also feel like Ford would've found them like this at some point and either got roped into journaling with Alex or playing video games with Athena. Just a lazy day and he's reconnecting with his kids after being away from them for 30 years.

Another point that I think I haven't mentioned enough is how Ford and Reader's relationship is with these three at this point in time. With daddy dearest it's definitely strained, but with mother darling I can't say it's any different.

The reason why Stanford will struggle is self-explanatory, but the reason why there's a struggle with even Reader is because they shift from pretty okay to overprotective helicopter as the kids get older. It's not surprising given the danger of Bill and then the grief of losing Ford that they haven't really processed. But yeah, Reader is pretty overbearing on the kiddos which is why they were so eager to transfer out when they got to university.

These three are close because they know they can only rely on each other, even when they split to go to different universities they still had each other's backs. Unlike the falling out between Stan and Ford, they all act like different people and end up treated as such. Most of their acquaintances don't even know they have siblings, much less are part of a triplet since they rarely talk about them to other people.

Sixer and Reader making amends is going to be a lot of separation anxiety among tears and everything else. I feel like Reader would make him promise to put his family above all else after getting him back and Ford would swear his life on that, especially knowing how much he's lost in the 30 years he was gone.

Stan and Ford having been exposed to the triplets in some capacity I think would also affect how they deal with Dipper and Mabel, Stan not being as reckless and Ford being more accommodating. Granted they're both still very much chaotic and the triplets as Uncles and an Aunt don't fall that far from the family tree- but Dipper and Mabel are still key players into how the family makes amends.

I also think Mabel would be the type to be like- GASP "GRUNKLE STAN NOW WE NEED TO GET YOU A WIFE!" While you and Ford cackle up a storm. Stan is already content being the chaotic uncle that constantly spoils the kids, you and Ford have to play responsible and get him to stop.

Man knows he's a bad influence and dngaf LOLOLOL.

You also reach out to Fiddleford now that he's regained his sanity and mind, so I think everything does eventually come full circle when it comes down to it.

Either way, send requests about art or writing in my inbox guys! Feeling pretty bored so why not XD (Might finish this sketchy with color at some point too so I'll have a proper picture of the trio together)

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t00thpasteface · 1 day

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i very deeply respect your mashposting and even though im not as enthusiastic about hawkahy as you are i think the content you make for them us delightful and some of the best mashposting on this godforsaken website. that being said, i wanted to know ur takes on the hawkeye & trapper dynamic, and the hawkeye & bj dynamic. Not in a shippy way, just in the World of Hawkahy what role do trapper and bj play in their relationships with hawkeye :3 this because i love that one comic u did where hawkeye is spunchbop and bj is Patrick its one of my fave pieces of mash fanart lol

(⁠๑˘❥⁠⁠ ˘๑⁠) first off, THANK YOU!! i'm soooo crazy about hawkahy and i really enjoy contributing to my fellow shippers, but i'm glad my art can also still appeal to people who are less interested the ship itself.

second, VERY fun question!! i wish i had definitive answers for yall, but you know me... i love to go "well idk it could go either way" ^_^;; really, it depends on what kind of tone and theme i'm looking for. i don't really write heavier stuff (because i have so much fun writing funny fic) so that kind of narrows my options, but there's a lot of potential i'd love to explore— or see someone else explore, if they're so inclined!

TRAP:

generally the trapper reading i typically default to is that he and hawkeye have a pretty casual FWB thing going on. trapper considers hawkeye a very close friend and hooks up with him at an intersection of bicuriosity and deep platonic affection, but hawkeye catches baddddd feelings and ends up genuinely heartbroken to find out their thing was lopsided. in this case, hawkahy would happen only after trapper leaves— mulcahy has a tough time trying to get noticed before that point :( but at the same time, i don't think mulcahy would pounce at the first opportunity, because i don't think an immediate rebound would be good for hawkeye nor mulcahy... but it could happen for dramaaaaa...

another version of the hawkeye-trapper rapport that i love playing with in my fics is trapper being generally very supportive but nonetheless slightly grossed out. i think there's a lotttt of comedy potential with hawkeye thinking it's okay to fuck a priest but NOT a married woman, and meanwhile trapper is pro-infidelity but anti-priestfucking (for whatever reason), and they squabble and tease each other about it the whole time.

it's also funny to think about is trapper trying to figure out whether mulcahy now gets the "one of the bros" back-slapping beer-chugging dude treatment, or if instead he's now slotted into the "go easy on 'em trap" category that protects hawkeye's ladyfriends from hearing trapper's bawdiest jokes and comments when hawkeye brings them along as a plus-one to the swamp.

trapper seems like he's pretty likely to sniff out that hawkeye and mulcahy are seeing each other even if they try their damnedest to keep it secret. i like to think hawkeye trusts trapper enough that he would go ahead and divulge it it up front pretty soon after it's official. trapper could probably even pick up hawkeye's crush beforehand... maybe even before hawkeye knows about it!

i don't see trapper as being too jealous of hawkeye spending a lot of time with mulcahy, even if it means hawkeye is now exclusive and not sleeping with trapper anymore. if anything i think he'd be pretty stoked that he's got one less guy to compete with for the nurses' attention. pretty sweet deal as far as he's concerned.

i do think there'd be some tricky navigating between how hawkeye acts with trapper and the STARK difference with how he acts around mulcahy, which you can see clear as day in the s1 finale, where hawkeye gets soooo soft and careful while talking to mulcahy. i don't think either one is disingenuous; i think hawkeye contains multitudes. hawkeye's not the type to fake sincerity. and to that end, i really don't think hawkahy should hinge on hawkeye totally giving up all the cruder parts of his personality (especially since mulcahy is really no saint either), so it could be pretty interesting to see that manifest in whether/how he's still maintaining a close friendship with trapper now that he's been seeing mulcahy regularly and trying to make a good impression.

BEEJ:

the direction bj goes in depends on whether hawkahy are already an item before he gets there. he does form that almost instantaneous trauma-bond with hawkeye on his first day, but i think if hawkeye admitted "yeah by the way the chaplain is my boyfriend" as soon it seemed safe, bj would be able to take it in stride as another weird little quirk of the mash he has to get used to. he's too hung up on dealing with all the gore to worry about who's banging who.

by contrast, i think he could potentially get pretty upset/jealous if hawkeye and mulcahy paired up a little while later. i can see him feeling really betrayed, like, "what do you normally do when i'm gone?" "wait for you to get back!!"

if bj still doesn't feel like he's really enmeshed himself into the unit— which i think on some level, he never wants to, because he's banking on dropping everything like a hot potato the second he can— then i can totally picture him just feeling completely lost and isolated when hawkeye is suddenly forgoing their boys-nite boozathons in favor of getting some priest pipe. like, at least trapper could always go find his own cuddle buddy to pass the time and had nurses lining up to volunteer; bj has basically nobody and doesn't seem inclined nor equipped to fix that. hawkeye is his liason to the rest of the camp, and bj isn't so great with people without having hawkeye there to help as both teleprompter and safety net.

basically i think bj wants to keep hawkeye within a very specific arm's-length radius— not too close, but not too far either, and hawkeye having so much private time with someone else could really get under his skin.

you could also have bj think the priestfucking is gross/bad on sheer principle like trapper did, even without the jealousy angle, and it'd probably hold a little more water coming from bj than trapper. however, it'd be funny if he's insisting it's definitely not a jealousy thing and he's being fully objective about it, but you can totally tell he's just jealous. x)

i admit i kinda love seeing bj get tormented, because he's got such obvious buttons to press and yet sternly insists that they don't even exist, similar to houlihan and frank. like, you can't just set that up and not expect me to rub my hands together and SLAM those buttons as hard as i can. ergo, bj getting jealous about hawkahy is supremely funny to me. i'm not too proud to admit that!

#shebbz shoutz #ask #mash #hawkahy #obligatory caveat of These Are Just My Takes and i'm not looking for a debate so if you disagree just ignore me :P

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symbiotic-slime · 2 years

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#I realise all of these have eddie in them but I genuinely couldn’t think of any that didn’t #he’s just the default guy in all of these #venom #eddie brock #symbrock #venom comics #venom movie #veddie #venom symbiote #spiderman #deadpool #flash thompson #symflash #symbiot3 #spideyvenom #I have no idea what the ship name is for Eddie/venom/Anne/Dan #venom poly ship poll

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luck-of-the-drawings · 5 months

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"I think this is the most inhuman; and human, that I've ever felt.." MUCH CAN HAPPEN IN A YEAR. IN FIVE YEARS. A DECADE. imagine how much can happen in a century. just ONE (1). How will you grow? what phases do you find? even in 5 years, you will find patterns.

#jrwi fanart #jrwi show #jrwi suckening #jrwi suckening spoilers #jrwi the suckening #arthur bennett #HEY SO THE REALLY FUNNY THING THAT THE CHARACTER DID THAT SEEMED RLY SILLY N GOOFY IN THE MOMENT?#LIKE THE WHIPLASH BETWEEN SERIOUS N SILLY ALMOST PISSED YOU OFF? WHAT IF I FOUND A WAY TO MAKE YOU SAD ABOUT IT #this was meant to be a scribble that would be a bigger part of a bigger page.might leave it on that page.#but still. bc o that i nearly posted it onto my wacky side blog.BUT NAYY I SPENT TOO MUCH TIME N ENERGY N YOU GOTTA SEE IT #ARTHUR BENNETT DRIVES ME CRAZY. I FEEL LIKE ITS ODD FOR HIM TO BE SO TECHNOLOGICALLY OUT OF TOUCH #WHERE HAS HE BEEN. HAS HE BEEN IN WAR? IS THAT WHERE MAGNUS CAME FROM? WHERE WAS HE WHEN HE WAS WITH EDWARDS CREW?#ARTHURRR I HAVE QUESTIONS ARTTHUUURR!! HEY CAN I ALSO ASK; WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU BECOME #DO YOU THINK HE HAD ANY IDEA HE WOULD VEER CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THE MONSTER HE DESPISES. ALL BC HE DESERVES IT. OR WATEVER #HE FASCINATES ME SO MUCH. TO LOOK AT THE STONE COLD STOIC FOOL FROM THE START OF THE SHOW #AND TO FIND OUT THAT HE USED TO BE A BAD BOY.. A DELINQUENT... A LIL PRANKSTER.... MY GODDD THATS ADORABLE #I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW MORE.... BUT I DOUBT THE LAST EPISODE IS GONNA ANSWER THOSE QUESTIONS..i love arthur bennett so much....#AS FOR THE ART!! i mostly used the fire alpaca watercolor brush. tbh im not a brush guy. anti aliased default pen tends to be my main game #but LATELY IM SQQQUIRMIN OUT OF AN ARTBLOCK so expirimenting like this is helping #DONT LOOK TOO HARD AT IT!! im still proud tho. colors are fun :3 im also very proud of the backgrounds #I LOVE THE CARTOON THING where the background looks all fancy n painted but the characters are solid colors #what else can i ramble abt. OH YEAH. i looked up the bikes to make sure they were time accurate tehehehe. 1913 to 2012.#almost a century apart!! isnt that neat? ALSO FUUUCK CAN I JUST MAKE A QUICK CONFESSION. DOWN HERE IN MY TAGS.#only the strongest can read my tags anwyay. SO I REALIZED WHY I LOVE ARTHUR SO MUCH. TIME IS A FLAT CIRCLE #while arthur is a Stoic and Cool vampire w a knack for being playful/silly; who alsos been alive fora century thus witnessing HORRORs #THERE HAPPENS TO BE A ROBOT FROM A BAND W A TITANIUM ALLOY SPINAL COLLUMN #WHOS A Stoic and Cool ROBOT w a knack for being playful/silly; who alsos been alive fora century thus witnessing HORRORS #the fuckkkiiinnngggnn The Spine from steam powered giraffe. WHATEVER. i cant escape from my heart. i guess.#i think The Spine and Arthur could be friends. Arthur saw the band perform back when they were the Steam Man Band #EDIT: WOOPS I DIDNT REALIZE THIS WOULD END UP IN THE SPG TAG. HI GUYS DIDNT KNOW U WERE STILL ALIVE SORREE 4 THE CROSS CONTAMINATION

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I feel like I've seen most of what interests me in FiMFiction for the time being, so I read through some good ol' reliable Stardew Valley fanfics last night, only to realize.

Haley x Female Farmer is basically Rarijack. Rarijack adjacent.

#personal #delete later #not art #unfortunate that i'm really not into the BIG popular ships in stardew #like. i downloaded talkohlooey's character sprites for my sdv because the men just look so much better #with talkohlooey sebastian actually looks like a cute guy i'd wanna date. default seb looks like a very very specific white boy.#like. the mod of an anime community discord server.#he looks like every white anime fan i knew in high school who very intentionally tried to look and dress more asian #so unfortunately i'm not really into any of the male bachelors. They are All White.#I went after Alex at first but he's a white bread jock.#So I'm really not interested in ships with Shane or Elliot or Sebastian which make up 2/3 of the romance fics #I do think Harvey is cute he has a lot of personality and he's a sweetheart #stardew expanded has victor AND olivia which is such a fucking win. Asians fuck yeah #I usually pursue Penny. Fluttershy vibes lmao #hopefully chocolatier has some dateable men who Aren't White.#Really can't recommend Talkohlooey's sprites more. Fantastic art style AND character design direction to boot. They made Emily Not #Terrifying Looking which is incredible.#still wish you could date the milfs though who said that #i said it. i'm fessing up. why did concernedape put all these women in unfulfilling marriages with mediocre/crappy men #what are you getting at.

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you said bribes?? :> 40 whole seconds ago??

and i do love smallidarity so win-win! (love boat boys too, but i'm an ethubs shipper till the end) speaking of ethubs... could i request something fluffy with Etho and Bdubs? whatever you're in the mood for with 'em! romantic or platonic!

Pick up your lanky ass minecraft-boyfriend bridal-style! Why? Well, it’s quick, it’s easy, and it’s free!

#my art #asks #thatonewatercat #ethubs #divorce duo #etho #ethoslab #etho fanart #ethoslab fanart #bdubs #bdubs fanart #bdouble0100 #bdouble100 fanart #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #hermitshipping #thank you tumblr user thatonewatercat for giving me an excuse to rework my bdubs design! and also an excuse to draw a silly etho because-#-he's one of my favorites of my designs. not sure why he's just fun to draw.#and not they're BOTH fun to draw!#Anyways they've technically got the same haircut. Bdubs just gets it cut more regularly whereas etho doesn't remember to cut it as often #but they got matching haircuts one time and now it's just the default that the both of them get every time #also for reference my bdubs is a halfling(aka hobbit) and woodelf cross-- he just more heavily resembles a halfling. doesn't have the nose-#-marking though!#and my etho is human adjacent? I had him as a wolfwalker but I might make him a normal guy again idk #also final note sorry this has taken so long. and also sorry to the other ask in my inbox from the LAST poll I took bribes for. it's been-#-months. I'll get to it after artfight I prommy #oh and also all the other ask requests... the canon/fanon/mine has quite a few im gonna need to get on those

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reel-fear · 4 months

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Genuinely so curious who Mike thinks is gonna be buying The Cage or the new DCTL GN bc with the way he tweets as far as he's concerned, it's not gonna be:

The queer people he has actively admitted he will never show any representation of in the games.

2. The POC he has actively fought against representing in his franchise. [Who he also mocked for thinking they would be represented in his franchise]

3. The Bendy fandom which has always been concerned with topics of diversity esp in the sense of queer people since its creation. Who he has responded to really poorly esp in regards to the GN.

4. The fans who critique him. [He blocked me for doing so lol]

5. His fans in general who he tweets about like this currently. [He's being vague about why people were mad at him or sent him 'nasty messages' because if you actually looked into why you'd see he was in the wrong. Either way, a very hateful way to speak abt ur own fanbase.]

Reminder while Mike is trash talking his fans he has always treated them rather poorly. The fans who won the fanart contest for Chapter 5 never got their posters actually in game due to it being rushed. Not only was chapter 5 a big slap to the face story wise, but it was literally so rushed he couldn't be bothered to add in the art his fans gave him for his game FOR FREE. [Meatly blames this on a crazy timeline, reminder him and Mike are the literal ceos of this company. The proposal of future updates here is also pretty cruel considering Mike nowadays happily admits he corrupted Chapter 5's source code and therefore literally can't update it At All currently. Because he is a moron]

At least they got to be in Boris and the dark survival, and by that I mean that was the Only game they got to be in so far, isn't that just treating your fans like you love them? Shoving their hard work into a spin off game almost nobody has played or addresses much. [Hell, who knows if with the Lone Wolf rebrand they'll even stay there. In which case they'll be in None of the games, only in the credits of BATIM]

6. The Bendy fans who just generally disagree with him on stuff. Like the new ink demon design where there is literally a public poll showing people generally prefer the old one.

7. The Bendy fans who can see he is actively lying to them. To their fucking faces.

He says this has always been the case, but screenshots and links to tweets regarding the books being canon prove it was not. Does he really think bendy fans are stupid or something? [Unless he's admitting here he lied to Kress when he told her the books were canon which sounds worse!]

8. Anyone who doesn't like the idea of giving money to a guy who laid off tons of employees then afterwards thought it was a great idea to express his anti-union views! Also brag about how good of an employer he was, according to his employees, he was not!

So in summary; Mike is an awful person who has not learned anything from the awful things he did. I will not be purchasing The Cage because, combined with this and his absolute refusal to take any kind of critique or see any differing interpretation of his franchise, I have no reason to think my problems with the franchise will ever be addressed or fixed. I probably will pirate The Cage along with any future Bendy Products [Including the movie] and will do my best to avoid giving it any kind of monetary support. Unless this changes any time soon, I can't see myself making anymore positive Bendy posts soon.

Mike has just managed to make it so hard to speak positively or optimistically of this franchise when he's so willing to broadcast how little he cares about it or its fans. I'm at the point where I refuse to pull any of my punches with my problems with it. What's the point of trying to play nice with my critique when either way the people creating it don't care?

So with this post, I want to invite anyone who feels similarly about the franchise to tell me, make a post or send an ask talking about how all of this makes you feel. It may not change how things are, but genuinely seeing other people share my feelings of anger makes me feel better. It feels nice to see when other people share our same concerns and worries. I'd also love to know if anyone else thinks they'll be avoiding purchasing Bendy products over this.

I'm not forcing anyone to participate in it nor trying to say anyone who doesn't supports mike but genuinely maybe if we can collectively decide to boycott things like the movie, graphic novel and The Cage... It might at least make the bendy devs acknowledge how much they have destroyed their own fandom's faith and trust in them.

The way Mike tweets about his actions like he had no control over why people were mad at him at least proves to me he takes NONE of it back nor regrets it. If you didn't know about his actions and only went off his tweets, you would be led to believe Mike has been needlessly picked apart by fans over things he couldn't control [or in his own words, had his words twisted and taken out of context]. That is not how you speak about your actions if you have actually learned better from them.

anyway, that has been my bendy dev callout post. This is an open invitation to anyone feeling similarly upset about the way the franchise is going to talk about it. It's genuinely nice to see how people feel about this and the more we talk about the more it's likely the bendy devs are forced to address our concerns. I don't think they will but hey, that's why I'm not gonna support them with my money anymore nor am I gonna be nice to them in any content I make critiquing Bendy. I mean I'm also basically making this post just in case anyone asks me Why I feel this way towards to bendy devs/as a way to respond to anyone who thinks I am too harsh in my critique in the future.

As always, it seems the best part of Bendy isn't actually anything about canon but about what the fan's are creating with the ideas Bendy failed to do anything interesting with.

Also the books, the books slap.