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A Cinderella Story (2004) Dir. Mark Rosman

A Cinderella Story (2004) Dir. Mark Rosman
A Cinderella Story (2004) Dir. Mark Rosman

a cinderella story (2004) dir. mark rosman

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6 months ago
Cant Stop Thinking About All The Little Ways Apocalypse!johnb Displays Casual Dominance.
Cant Stop Thinking About All The Little Ways Apocalypse!johnb Displays Casual Dominance.
Cant Stop Thinking About All The Little Ways Apocalypse!johnb Displays Casual Dominance.
Cant Stop Thinking About All The Little Ways Apocalypse!johnb Displays Casual Dominance.

can’t stop thinking about all the little ways apocalypse!johnb displays casual dominance.

it’s the little things, like the hand he always seems to have on the back of your neck. it’s gentle most times, standing around the camp together with the warm caress of his palm cupping the tepid skin there, rubbing a thumb along the bottom of your scalp whilst he listens to pope talk about the control tower updates. you like it, it makes you feel held without making a big scene of things. love and pda was a touchy subject now that so many people had lost someone, or were just suffering from loneliness so you didn’t wanna rub it in everyone’s faces that you’d found eachother. the gentle touch keeps you near to him, the way he likes it.

john b just does things for you to help get you ready and speed the day along. something you notice, is the way he’ll lay out an outfit for you on a cold winter morning as you stand there in pyjamas all puffy and half awake, watching in silence as you adapt to being conscious. you’re sure it’s roughly 6AM — but he’s moving around quickly throwing your things together so he can take you out into the woods within the fences and reach you how to shoot. you can tell the visage of sarah’s passing still haunts him, which is why he gets these random trauma fuelled bouts of sudden desperation to teach you to protect yourself, just incase. you pout grumpily because when it was john b who was dressing you, he would never let you dress cute during the literal end of the world. you’d mutter out something about it ‘stifling your creativity’ which he’d ignore as he starts to pull your pyjamas off to help you change. he’d pile warm layers on warm layers that would keep you comfortable in the morning chill which was honestly sweet — given that he was dressing you like a little teddy bear in those fuzzy sweaters, thick jeans and boots that you’d replaced the laces with ribbons. you didn’t really mind, not at all.

aside from this, he doesn’t let you come anywhere that he deems too dangerous — meaning it was rare you ever got to leave the gates to kitty hawk — no matter how often you whined about it. “look, okay — the answer is no. you’re not coming. no way.” he was hard on you because he cares, and felt it was his duty to keep you safe.

when he eventually lets you out with him he’s practically got you on a leash, gripping you by the shoulders and lecturing you if you take a step too far. he mellows out if it really does feel safe, only pulling you back towards him to bring his water bottle to your mouth, mopping you up when some dribbles out. “need to stay hydrated, okay — can’t afford to have you passing out.”

when you stop listening or go into your occasional daydream, john b isn’t afraid to check you. especially if it was important. you’d zoned out while jj stands before the entire camp, briefing all the campers you’d collected on some new weapons that had arrived from a successful supply hunt. he was the weapons master after all, so he really knew his stuff. you knew john b was stood at your side with that same tense look, brow creased and arms folded — but when you begin staring off at the treeline his attention turns to you, unfolding his arms to lightly grip your chin to point it back to the front. “listen up. this is no joke.” he’d warn.

overall, he’s mega patient with you. as you might imagine, you’re always thrilled to see him when he comes home from a long supply hunt or anywhere really that he had to travel to, which sometimes can take up to a week. john b, being the guy he is always has some kind of news to tell the group — so usually he barrels back through the doors immediately talking at everyone with this new information. this of course doesn’t stop you from running to his side and throwing your arms around him. the routledge boys flow state remains unbroken, continuing to ramble at the group as his hand rubs your lower back, letting you cuddle into his side. you knew he’d give you his full attention later on, laying with you quietly talking on the hammocks outside your shared cabin — but for now you didn’t mind. sometimes the casual nonchalance turned you on.

his dominance can shine through in real gentle ways sometimes — your boyfriend squatting down infront of you when you’re sat on the floor of your shared little cabin, cleaning his weapons for him wearing your dirty little white nightgown that you’d scouted on one of your few supply runs. his knees click when they bend and he’s a little tired looking but he smiles big anyway when he brings his backpack to his front, rifling through it until he pulls out a new girly trinket he’d found for you on a trip. you’re unsure as to whether or not he’s talking so gently because he’s exhausted — or because he’s just so sweet on you but he holds your gift up and barely raises his volume to say “hey, got you something. do you like it sweetheart? found it just for you ‘cause you’d been so good this week bubba.”

he often comforts you when you get upset over him returning home with a dead rabbit slung over his shoulders. “okay, oh god — you were not meant to see that.” he deadpans when you catch him in the act — but soon he’s got you scooped up on his lap (with the rabbit cooking outside over a fire) as he rocks you back and forth. “look, we have to eat sweetheart. i swear i didn’t wanna kill that bunny but we don’t have much choice right now. you can close your eyes the whole time. i’m gonna feed it to you. okay?”

of course, some dominance is just far from casual — like when he’d return from a pharmacy run during the week with his pockets stuffed with condoms so he can put your legs over his shoulders and stuff your aching cunt. “i know baby, i know it’s— it’s definitely been a while. haven’t been able to find protection i can trust literally anywhere but i’ve got heaps now, so i can fuck that sweet little pussy the way you want. i know you missed it sweet girl, i know.”

Cant Stop Thinking About All The Little Ways Apocalypse!johnb Displays Casual Dominance.
6 months ago

dollllllll!

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6 months ago

you and your older step brother!rafe are left alone for the weekend

MDNI - stepcest, unprotected pNv, rafe being pervy and manipulative, reader is naive (doesn’t take much convincing on rafe’s part), usage of big brother/little sister (please just bear with me🙏🏼), mentions of plan b, if i missed any LMK <3

AN- i said i would never write stepcest but @puppyluvcore rb this and it Did Something To Me…….

You And Your Older Step Brother!rafe Are Left Alone For The Weekend

you yawn as you flip the page of your book, rubbing your eyes before tuning back in to whatever the main character was doing. just as it was kicking back up again, you hear a knock at your bedroom door.

“come in!” you call.

you look up when the door opens and in walks your step-brother.

“what’s up?” you smile sweetly and it takes every ounce of his self control not to slam you on that bed right then and there.

“uh, nothing. just seeing what you were doing.” rafe scratches his jaw as he glances at the book on your nightstand.

noticing his staring, you decide to speak up. “it’s a good book!”

“oh yeah, i bet.” you roll your eyes and grab your book again.

you sit in silence for a moment and try not to think about the way rafe’s eyes are raking up and down your body.

little do you know, he’s trying to do the same thing. do you think he wants to be eyeing his little step-sister like this? no, it’s…it’s sick.

but, the back of rafe’s mind is a dark, disgusting place… and that place- those thoughts- are what have his dick hardening in his basketball shorts.

“you-uh-you’re real pretty, you know that?”

you smile bashfully at his words and shake your head as you look down at your lap. “thank you, rafe.”

“i’m serious.. way prettier than any girl my age.”

“i don’t know about that-“

“you are. so-so pretty and so goddamn sweet.” rafe scoots closer to you and you feel your entire body heat up.

you take a shake breath before speaking again. “what do you want, rafe?” you cock your head to the side and blink at him.

“you.” he moves even closer and your legs involuntarily open up, allowing him to hover over you as you scoot down your bed. “my-my fuckin’ angel of a step-sister.”

your eyes widen at his words and the wet patch that’s growing in your panties. embarrassed, you turn away from him and attempt to push him away.

your breath catches in your throat when his cold ring brushes against your thigh. “i just-look, i gotta know if you feel as perfect as you look right now.”

“i don’t know, rafe. i’m nervous.” you look down at his chain to avoid meeting his eyes.

“hey, no, there’s nothing to be nervous about, alright? ‘m gonna take such good care of you, baby. i promise. you’ll let your big brother sink into you because you love him a lot, won’t you?”

you squeeze your eyes shut and attempt to make a mental pros and cons list, but are too distracted by the way his body feels on top of yours. the way you can feel his breath fanning over your face. the way he smells. the way his bulge is just barely making contact with your dripping core. it’s too much. you’re snapped out of your thoughts when rafe squeezes your jaw in his hand.

“you trust me… yeah?” unable to think properly you nod and mutter out a quiet ‘yeah’.

“good fuckin’ girl.” rafe smirks and squishes your cheeks together, forcing your mouth open. you gasp when he spits in your mouth but remember to swallow it quickly.

rafe kisses along your jaw and neck as his fingers trail back down to where you need him most. you whine when he runs them up and down your clothed folds.

he wastes no time in pulling your panties to the side and thrusting his fingers into you. you gasp and buck up into his hands, making him laugh.

“easy, alright? i told you i got you, so-so just be patient.” his fingers curl and your hand flies to his wrist, holding him in place. the way you’re writhing underneath him has him so painfully hard he’s rutting into your plush mattress.

it doesn’t take long for you to reach your first orgasm. your back arches off the bed and you cry out for rafe as your juices cover his hand.

he brings his fingers up to his mouth, fully intending to clean them off himself, and his eyes almost pop out of his head when your mouth flies open and you blink at him repeatedly. his eyes roll back when you take his fingers into your mouth, being sure to swirl your tongue around them. he snatches his fingers out of your mouth and puts them in his own. rafe moans at the taste of you before quickly pulling himself out of his shorts and boxers.

you swallow thickly when you see his huge cock. his tip was an angry shade of red and pre-cum was everywhere. rafe grabs your hand and brings it to his length. your pussy clenches around nothing when you stroke him slowly, feeling just how hard he already is.

“‘m gonna fuck you so good, you won’t even remember another man.” with his hand over yours, he lines himself up with your entrance and pushes in. you have no time to prepare because as soon as he’s completely in, he’s completely out, and then going right back in again. his pace is unrelenting and his hips smack against yours so loudly you’re sure the other side of the island can hear.

“rafe, please!” tears well up in your eyes as you place your hands on his biceps. “i need you to slow down.. i-it’s too much.”

“i can’t-fuck-i can’t. fuckin’ pussy feels like heaven, baby, ‘m sorry. just calm down, okay? supposed to be a good girl.”

the overwhelming amount of pleasure rushing through you has you nearly seeing stars. tears are streaming down your face as you feel that band in your stomach grow tighter and tighter.

he speeds up his thrusts, if that’s even possible, and you whine loudly. rafe hisses when your fingernails dig into his arms. his balls feel heavy as he approaches his own climax.

“rafe! i just-it-“ you look up at him with big, teary eyes and he snaps, emptying his load inside of you. the feeling of his cum covering your walls has your eyes rolling back as you give it right back to him, making a mess all over his cock and your sheets.

after a minute, rafe pulls out and flops down on his back beside you, both of you panting and staring at the ceiling. once he catches his breath, he slides his shorts back on and rolls out of your bed.

you look up at him with heavy eyelids, not quite yet out of the daze he’s put you in.

“i’m-uh-gonna go shower. i’ll send you money for a plan-b in the morning.”

“o-okay. okay.” you nod before smiling lazily at him.

rafe looks you up and down one last time and mumbles something you don’t catch as he leaves your room, slamming the door on his way out.

6 months ago

calling johnb daddy for the first time

Calling Johnb Daddy For The First Time

you flop back onto the bed when he lets go of you, “okay, there you go. you okay there baby?”he asks you, a little smile set on his lips as he looks down at you.

sex with him has been a whole new world for you, he’s just so big and so experienced. you never know what to do with yourself afterwards. its like your brain goes fuzzy and you feel like you’re floating.

today its hitting you hard, you can barely have a coherent thought, your boyfriend, ever attentive, has clearly picked up on it. he lowers down to your level before speaking, “what’s goin’ oh here huh, don’t feel good?”

you shake your head, “jombee,” you whine, making him chuckle. you furrow your eyebrows, not understanding anything right now.

he strokes your cheek gently, “I’m here, right here.” he murmurs. when he stands again you whine and reach up for him, not feeling stable enough yourself to let him leave.

he chuckles again and sits back down, pulling you to curl up in his lap. “what do you need right now, huh?” he asks, a furrow of concern in his brow.

you rest your head agianst his chest, murmuring quietly as you try to fathom an answer to his question. you feel so comforted and grounded by his presence. it almost comes naturally what you speak next, “daddy.”

he goes quiet for a moment before sighing sympathetically, realising promptly that that is what you need. you need daddy.

he gently cradles your head again, voice slipping into something softer and even more dominant than you thought was possible, “okay, I got you sweetheart, daddy’s here.”

you immediately feel your heartbeat slow as you relax, a warm comfort blooming inside you. from now on, you feel, its settled. john b can be your daddy.