...or do your appetites swing in another direction?
Head of household/"1950s" household kink is basically what it sounds like, and is an offshoot of BDSM-proper. Read more about it here, here, or here. For convenience sake, let's make everything gender neutral. If that's you're thing, anyway! Feel free to play up gender roles if that's what makes your biscuits brown.
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{Aprons and pearls, all your shirts pressed flawlessly, every surface gleaming. Dinner on the table and a cocktail in your hand when you come home at night. All relevant orders, bills and the like squared away so that you never have anything to worry about when you come through that door. Submissive/Housewife. Open to men and women, with a thing for older partners. Open to very strict protocol play or playful misbehavior. Full smut prefs in journal.}
[He will keep your house perfect, the laundry always done, and greet you at the door with a smile on his face. Will also dress as you wish him to, be that worn jeans or pears and heels.]
[15 is good here. Other kinks I'd like to do are making Abel chubby/fat, extreme cum inflation, bondage, piercings, breast play, extreme pregnancy, and maybe some big anal gaping?]
Iwai grumbled as he came home from the shop. After a long, long day of work, he was pretty much good to get home and see his son. Humming on the train home, he checked his phone, made sure no one would need him for the next few hours, before getting off on his stop and heading to his house. Not too far away now. Opening the door, he stretched his arms up and kicked off his shoes.
"I'm home." He called out. It was a little bit late, but he knew his son would be getting things ready. Sure, he pulled him out of school at a young age, but there was a good reason for that.
He entered the kitchen, looking at his son in just that apron, and chuckled. "How're you, babe?" Moving in to kiss him on the cheek and feel up his plush bottom. "Missed ya."
True Daddy had taken him out of school, but Abel had been bullied for both his weight and his rather pretty looks to the point his grades were starting to suffer. This was much better for both of them, because now, Abel could take care of the house, keeping everything neat and clean, as well as have dinner ready when Daddy came home from a long day of work.
He hummed as he finished dishing up the mashed potatoes, scraping them out of the pot and into the serving dish as he heard the front door open. He grinned as Daddy's voice rang out, and his cock twitched behind the apron he wore as Daddy walked up behind him, kissing his cheek and groping his bare ass.
"I'm doing much better now that you're home, Daddy," he stated, smiling at the man over his shoulder. His long silver hair was pulled up in a high tail and brushed against his back and shoulder as he moved. "Dinner's ready. It's steak, potatoes, and corn."
"Glad to hear it." Iwai kissed Abel on the cheeks as he moved to squish his boy's belly. Oh, he liked how plump he had gotten, especially out of school. He had some good chunkiness on him, which made him really pleased with playing with him. "Feels like you're gettin' chubbier... I like it." As for Iwai, his own cock, massive and hard already, pressed against his son's cheeks.
"Smells good." He hums and kisses him again. "Wearin' your plug? I know I'm huge but I wanna just plow you right now."
"OF course I'm wearing my plug, Daddy," Abel said, stepping back from the hot stove and more firmly into his arms. He had felt the weight inside him all day when Daddy had slipped it into him before leaving for work. It was a delightful tease, and it made Abel hungry for Daddy's cock.
He hummed and moved over to the island counter before bending over, the flared base of the plug visible between his chubby cheeks. "Dinner will still be hot after I welcome you home properly."
His cock was hardening, hanging between his thighs as he eagerly waited for Daddy to take his proper welcoming. While it might seem strange or unusual, Abel knew this was one of the ways he could show Daddy how grateful he was for taking him out of school and away from the bullies before his health deteriorated with his grades.
"That's my boy." Iwai chuckled as he moved up behind him. Fingers moving to give those cheeks a light jiggle before pulling the plug out. Slowly, Iwai was working on making Abel nice and open from behind. A gape. It was his pride and joy for him. So, he hummed and felt the opening with his fingers.
With that, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, a monster length and thickness that immediately went to Abel's entrance. A light press at first before slamming it in.
"That's it... damn, you always feel so good." His fingers moving to rub the chub and play with those love handles as he started to plow. "Nice and plush... yer perfect."
A moan of loss slipped out of Abel as he felt that large plug being removed from his ass. It wasn't as big as Daddy's cock, but then nothing really was. Unfortunately, after wearing his plug all day, he was now open and empty, begging to be filled, and he shivered at the feel of Daddy's fingers press into his open hole.
"Please, Daddy. So empty," he whimpered, trying to flex his hole to encourage Daddy to fuck him faster, to fill him up and banish that ugly emptiness.
He groaned in pure pleasure as Daddy suddenly thrust into him, his ass bouncing as he was stretched around Daddy's cock and fucked into the counter.
"Love you, Daddy! Want to always be perfect for you."
"I think you're ready for the next plug up." Never as big as daddy's cock, no, but certainly big enough to stretch him further. The dream is to have him so gaped, he's always craving dick, and he's certainly on the way.
Iwai grunted as he slammed in again and again, his cock all the way to the base. "Well, since you're already barefoot... you just need to get pregnant next... that's what you want? You wanna get pregnant for daddy?"
Abel certainly wasn't silent as Daddy tries to fuck him through the counter. His ass jiggles and jumps with each slam of Daddy's hips, and Abel relishes the feeling of being impaled again and again on Daddy's huge cock.
"Yes, Daddy, stretch me wide for your cock. Hate being empty already," gasped Abel, one arm coming up to curl around his daddy's head, trying to twist around to kiss him. His eyes lit up at the thought of getting pregnant for Daddy. His pectorals were already soft enough to be small breasts and his nipples had been sensitive. "Oh, please, Daddy. Breed me until I'm pregnant for you. All big and round just for you."
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bakerstreet2019-09-17 08:05 pm
sam + dean winchester | supernatural | m/f/m
Maisie Lark || OC || OTA
Abel Nightroad | Trinity Blood | OTA
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Iwai grumbled as he came home from the shop. After a long, long day of work, he was pretty much good to get home and see his son. Humming on the train home, he checked his phone, made sure no one would need him for the next few hours, before getting off on his stop and heading to his house. Not too far away now. Opening the door, he stretched his arms up and kicked off his shoes.
"I'm home." He called out. It was a little bit late, but he knew his son would be getting things ready. Sure, he pulled him out of school at a young age, but there was a good reason for that.
He entered the kitchen, looking at his son in just that apron, and chuckled. "How're you, babe?" Moving in to kiss him on the cheek and feel up his plush bottom. "Missed ya."
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He hummed as he finished dishing up the mashed potatoes, scraping them out of the pot and into the serving dish as he heard the front door open. He grinned as Daddy's voice rang out, and his cock twitched behind the apron he wore as Daddy walked up behind him, kissing his cheek and groping his bare ass.
"I'm doing much better now that you're home, Daddy," he stated, smiling at the man over his shoulder. His long silver hair was pulled up in a high tail and brushed against his back and shoulder as he moved. "Dinner's ready. It's steak, potatoes, and corn."
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"Smells good." He hums and kisses him again. "Wearin' your plug? I know I'm huge but I wanna just plow you right now."
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He hummed and moved over to the island counter before bending over, the flared base of the plug visible between his chubby cheeks. "Dinner will still be hot after I welcome you home properly."
His cock was hardening, hanging between his thighs as he eagerly waited for Daddy to take his proper welcoming. While it might seem strange or unusual, Abel knew this was one of the ways he could show Daddy how grateful he was for taking him out of school and away from the bullies before his health deteriorated with his grades.
He loved Daddy and would do anything for him.
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With that, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, a monster length and thickness that immediately went to Abel's entrance. A light press at first before slamming it in.
"That's it... damn, you always feel so good." His fingers moving to rub the chub and play with those love handles as he started to plow. "Nice and plush... yer perfect."
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"Please, Daddy. So empty," he whimpered, trying to flex his hole to encourage Daddy to fuck him faster, to fill him up and banish that ugly emptiness.
He groaned in pure pleasure as Daddy suddenly thrust into him, his ass bouncing as he was stretched around Daddy's cock and fucked into the counter.
"Love you, Daddy! Want to always be perfect for you."
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Iwai grunted as he slammed in again and again, his cock all the way to the base. "Well, since you're already barefoot... you just need to get pregnant next... that's what you want? You wanna get pregnant for daddy?"
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"Yes, Daddy, stretch me wide for your cock. Hate being empty already," gasped Abel, one arm coming up to curl around his daddy's head, trying to twist around to kiss him. His eyes lit up at the thought of getting pregnant for Daddy. His pectorals were already soft enough to be small breasts and his nipples had been sensitive. "Oh, please, Daddy. Breed me until I'm pregnant for you. All big and round just for you."