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Old Man Things

Basically, all the old man things that make Daddy Whiskey, an old man.

SFW and NSFW below the cut. 18+ only (minors DNI)

A/N: I can't tell you how much I enjoyed writing this. That's my daddy🥰

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Anonymous asked:

Daddy whiskey is my comfort character just like he is for you, and your Daddy Whiskey writings are just my absolute favourite beyond anything else ❤️🥹 if it’s not too much to ask, could I please request some writing based around DW giving you aftercare? Perhaps the start is the very end of the smut and then the rest focuses on him smoothing your sore spanked cheeked with some cream, getting you into your favourite comfy clothes etc? I yearn for this 🥹😇

Okay, so I had two very similar writing prompts that inspired the Reader-Specific Piece titled "Aftercare", and this was the other one! I lost it for a moment but I wanted to credit your beautiful thoughts too love <3

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Anonymous asked:

Congratulations on your 1yr ani ❤️ As you said your writing brings comfort to so many (myself included)! Thinking on comfort, I’d love to request another story in your Daddy!Whiskey universe - a mix of smut and fluffy aftercare ❤️ Laying on your front, hands tied to the bed frame, D!W has been spanking + paddling your poor behind, & cums on it too. His aftercare includes ice cool wash cloths to soothe, calming/numbing cream to help your soreness, & snuggles under the sheets with ur fave movie on

Absolutely my love. Also, thank you for your sweet words 🥰♥️

Reader-Specific Writing: Aftercare

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) please read these warnings thoroughly, as there are many triggering aspects written here.

Dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink, spanking, male masturbation, light bondage, mentions of hair, aftercare, mentions of past relationships, mentions of neglect 

A/N: Daddy 🥺 you're my everything. Tbh I'm going through a lot rn and this helped

Also, there were two prompts that inspired this, here is the other one (:

“Jesus, honey,” he huffs out, giving a quick shake of his head. “Your body looks so pretty like this.” 

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Hello! And congrats on 1K you deserve it so much!

Your Daddy!Whiskey fic changed my life so I was wondering if I could request “Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby" and "look how well you're taking me" or something along those lines for him?

Congrats again!🥰

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Hi my lovely! Thank you so much for your kind words, and for participating in the celebration! 😊 Daddy Whiskey + praise = perfection

I hope you like it my love♥️

Show Me

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 5.8k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) alcohol use, dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink (obvi), mentions of vaginal fingering and oral (f receiving), dom Daddy Whiskey, hair pulling, spanking, choking, rough sex, oral (m receiving), aftercare and fluffies

I think that's it lol

A/N: Reader finally calling Jack Daddy Whiskey?? YES MA’AM

This is officially part two of “Let Daddy Have A Taste” (;

“Got yourself all riled up today, didn’t you?” he asks, his tone mockingly sweet. “How do you feel now, baby? Did daddy satisfy you? Or do you want more?”

You’re still gasping and trembling beneath him, closing your eyes as you sigh. Your head tilts forward, resting on the top of his desk. He’s still leaning over you and pinning you against the sturdy wooden surface, grinding himself into your bare backside. Jack’s lips move over the skin of your shoulder, groaning out lightly. Even if you were satisfied, he clearly wasn’t. But lucky for him, you aren’t, either. You didn’t come to his office today for just his fingers and tongue, you came for all of him.

“I want more,” you tell him, the sentence said alongside a small whine.

“That’s what I thought.” He smirks, his hands looping around your body and sliding up.

He grabs you, both hands on your chest. At first, it’s soft, light squeezes as he weighs them in his palms. But that doesn’t last long, now fondling you with firm grabs and sensual rubs. With how he’s moving, you’re not sure he has the patience to change positions; he might just fuck you here. And that’s exactly what he intends to do, until the phone rings.

You jump back slightly, gasping as the shrill tone hits the air. Jack jumps, too, but not as much as you, of course.

“It’s okay, baby.” He grins, kissing your shoulder again. “C’mere, let’s see what they want.”

He leads you backwards with him, keeping you in the same position as he returns to his chair. Jack rests into the dark leather, you relaxing back on his lap. You’re nervous he’s going to miss the call with how many times it’s rung, but he leans forward to grab it just in time.

“Whiskey.” He says, his right arm curling around your stomach and holding you against him, his other keeping the phone to his ear.

You glance back at him over your shoulder, a pretty smile on your face. With deep affection, your eyes scan him, admiring his handsome features. He’s clean shaven today, the facial hair he left trimmed to perfection. His lips move, but it’s almost as if you don’t hear him speak. You’re just thinking about how soft they are, how good they feel, how many places on your body they’ve touched. Fuck, you just want to slide your tongue across his bottom lip, suck it inside and make him moan.

“And the jet’s set to go?” he asks, snapping you out of your haze.

The jet? He’s leaving? Where the hell is he going?

“Alright,” he sighs, noticing your lustful gaze and shooting you a wink. “Anyone else comin’ along?”

Your insides are still pulsing, skin still hot. He’d given you two orgasms today, one on his mouth, the other on three of his fingers. And yet, you’re throbbing, licking your lip as you eagerly wait for more. But your patience runs out quicker than you’d expected it to, your body already leaning into him.

Jack stifles his gasp with a cough, feeling your lips press onto his skin. You’re quiet, kissing along his jaw and neck. The arm looped around your midsection retracts a bit, his hand now squeezing your hip as a warning. But you don’t stop, and when he feels you lick a stripe up his neck, he snaps, immediately standing and shoving you off of his lap. You stumble forward, feeling his right hand spin you around by the waist so you’re facing him. He keeps the phone to his ear as he moves, crowding your space and pushing you up against the edge of his desk. And then he reaches for you, fist wrapping around your throat.

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CONGRATS ON 1K FOLLOWERS! so happy for you. You deserved it. Really ❤🔥. I'm DYING with the MBFD Dave and Daddy whiskey still 💃. If you still taking fic req for the celebration, then might as well I participate HAHA. I have this idea with Daddy Whiskey or MBFD Dave getting it on the jacuzzi / pool / sauna. I think that'll be hot af. If you want to write it, I'll really appreciate it. Thank youuu ❤❤❤❤❤❤

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Ahh thank you my love ♥️ you're so sweet, and so is this prompt 😍

Pretty Little Wife

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 5.8k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) the usual praise kink, daddy kink, and established relationship, as well as...

Female masturbation, vaginal fingering, light degradation (it's really just teasing), spitting, choking, vaginal sex, semi-public sex, cumplay, discussions of widowing, marriage, and weddings. Oh, and major fluffies <3

A/N: FUCK this GIF 🤤 Also, this may have typos. I had a waterfall between my legs while I wrote this lmfao, so I was a little distracted

It’s the most relaxed either of you have been in weeks. The new year, while incredibly exciting, was also filled with an extraordinary amount of work. Jack had been promoted at Statesman and you picked up extra hours at your own job. Wedding planning has also begun, and while time spent preparing your ceremony and reception was more than enjoyable, it was still tiresome after the longer days. And if you didn’t already thank God regularly for your fiancé, you sure as hell are today. Jack’s presence alone made your worries melt away, that specific talent growing tenfold with his sensual touch.

“How’re you feelin’, baby?” Jack calmly asks, large palms running down your outer arms.

“Hm…much better now.” you smile, relaxing back into his hold.  

“Yeah? This helpin’ you unwind?”

Jack leans down, the hairs above his lip brushing lightly over your skin as he places a soft kiss on your shoulder. He hums behind you, a questioning tone that vibrates across your back.

“Mhm,” you respond, eyelids closing shut. “Thank you, daddy.”

You were already in that mood, and so was he. How could you not be when your nearly-naked bodies were so close like this?

It took nothing at all for Jack to convince you to come out to one of his holiday homes, soon to be yours, too. It’s nearly an hour away, and you’d actually gone to a house party here earlier in your relationship. Your first intimate act together was performed in his bedroom upstairs, the memory of that night something you think about often. The house is huge, sitting right along the coast of a larger lake and accented with a private beach. The inside was decorated lavishly, and with taste; Jack always hired an interior designer when moving into a new space. The one he’d hired recently had redone the surrounding yard, porch, and beach, adding in the specific accessory the two of you are sitting in now.

This day in particular was a hard one for you. It’s not that it wasn’t fun, it definitely was, you just had issues with narrowing down your decision. He’d taken you out to find your wedding dress. You’d protested at first, claiming it was bad luck for him to see you in your white gown. He told you it wouldn’t harm your union, not if you didn’t tell him what your final choice was. You could try on dresses all day, but if you didn’t tell him, he’d have no idea which one you’d choose until the day in question. And after a moment of thought, you agreed.

“Anything for you, honey.” he grins, a wide smile growing over your skin, his lips continuing to move against you.

You’re sitting on his lap, your back resting against his chest. Jack’s strong arms wrapped around your midsection as soon as you sat down, his talented fingers stroking you lightly. It’s always been comfortable, being between his arms. You feel so safe and loved like this, so precious and cared for.

“Mm…” he hums, lips suctioning onto your neck. He then licks the slight mark he makes, inhaling a deep breath. “You feel so soft, baby doll… looked so fuckin’ pretty in all those dresses today.”

            You giggle happily before him, heart fluttering from the butterflies swirling in your stomach. He always made you feel like you were the prettiest thing he’d ever seen. It was one of the first things he said to you, after all.

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Ego

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink, nipple play, brief choking, oral (m receiving), vaginal sex, sub daddy to dom daddy, mentions of public embarrassment, age gap, established relationship

A/N: this request for my celebration was sent in by @lucky-pascal and my love, I hope you enjoy it. I did my best to fulfil your wishes bb

If there’s one thing Jack Daniels was known for, it was his charm. He exuded confidence in a way that made you feel like you were shining, made everyone feel like they were gold. His self-worth never threatened anyone, it was welcoming, and was why he’s always been able to draw people in. It was one of the first things you noticed about him, because he’d done it to you, too.

Jack liked the game, liked the chase, even if it meant he was lonely in the end. More often than not, more often than he liked to admit, Jack slept by himself in bed. And whenever he was lucky enough to snag someone for the night, all they ever seemed to want was sex, some of them gone before he’d even woken up the next morning. And sex was good, great even, but he also craved companionship. He longed to be wanted, to be held and loved. He also longed to return those affections to someone who was worthy of them.

Flash forward to you; you made Jack’s head spin. He’s never met anyone who treated him the way you do, who sees him the way you do. You saw him as a provider, a protector, something he’d always wanted to be. When he’d realized that you wanted him, there was no going back. He fell for you… hard. Jack wanted to give you everything he could and then some, wanted to make you the happiest woman alive. And what surprised him most was how willing you were to do the same for him.

The first time Jack was lucky enough to have you in bed, he absolutely melted under your praise. You were so vocal, and have been ever since, telling him how good he felt and how amazing he made you feel. It made him want to do the same in return. He found out you liked to be praised as well, the knowledge of that reciprocation something he found great comfort in. He also found comfort with, well, you. And when you felt comfortable and cared for enough to call him daddy? Fuck. That’s when he broke.

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Anonymous asked:

So we've seen Daddy Whiskey jealous but I'm curious what happens when it's the other way around? How does Jack handle it and how does she react?

Oh anon, what a spectacular question.

Meant to Be Mine

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 4.4k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink (YAYAYAY ITS BACK), panty kink (ooh) sub and dom Whiskey (fuck me), brief vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, slight cum play, semi-public sex, jealous reader, established relationship.

A/N: I don’t think I could have enjoyed this more. FUCK.

Being involved with the Statesman corporation was, well… overwhelming, to say the least. Because of your relationship with Jack, you were then associated with the company, too. Everything you did had to be just right, because if you didn’t follow protocol, it was Jack that had to face the consequences.

You had to make sure words like agent and mission didn’t slip out of your mouth, had to make sure Jack’s job was kept secret. When you’d first gotten together, he ran you through the protocol, even took you to Statesman HQ to get finger-printed and offer data collection. You were his now, you were important now, and if anything ever happened to you, it’s likely that whoever the criminal was knew about Jack’s undercover occupation all along. They had to cover all their bases. It was a lot, a lot; but at the end of it, you got him.

And anyways, being associated with Statesman wasn’t all bad, hell, most of the time it was great. Jack was paid handsomely for his work, which offered the two of you the opportunity to live comfortably. Jack wasn’t a selfish man, not in any aspect of life, and whenever he was spoiled, he made sure to spoil you, too.

“Which store do you wanna visit first, babycakes?” he asks, pulling you into his side.

You giggle happily, following his motions and melting right into him. He presses a wet kiss to your temple, his grin as bright as the sun. He’d taken you to the most luxurious shopping mall he could find, more than eager to watch you try on every single dress you could find. The first place you could think of was a small boutique only a few yards away.

Jack lets you play, he lets you have your fun, but he knows he won’t be buying you a dress from any of these little boutiques. He has a very specific store in mind, one with a selection he knows you’ll be more than happy to scan. After a few years of being together, he’s learned your taste. He knows what style you like, what colors and accessories you most prefer, and he’ll never offer you anything but the best of the best.

At the beginning of the month, Jack informed you of a Statesman gala taking place in three weeks, wanting to give you enough time to clear your schedule and to find another outfit you’d adore. By now, you’d gotten the hang of how to act at these events, having been practicing such professionalism for years now. And honestly, Jack did most of the talking, anyway, being that he was the agent that knew the ins and outs of the company. It was nice seeing him in his natural environment, and in all honesty, it was nice being the pretty thing on his arm, too. You liked when he showed you off, and lord did he love to do it.

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Is This Okay?

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Reader

Word Count: 5.1k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) flirty Jack like holy fuck unholy amounts of flirty Jack, semi-public groping, kissing, and semi-public vaginal fingering.

A/N: co-written by @sweetangel0069

Anna Jesus Christ you obliterated me with this prompt. I don’t even know what to say. I could barely breathe while I wrote it. This is another Daddy Whiskey fic that doesn’t directly have the sensational daddy kink we all know and love, only because it’s early into Daddy and Babycakes’ relationship, earlier than in “Watch Me”.

“Sure,” she chuckles, teasing you in your anxious state. “But why are you so nervous? It’s not like you’ve never met the man before.”

“I know, but I just… there will be other people there, people I don’t know. I don’t want him to feel obligated to keep me by his side all night. But I don’t really want to be by myself and if I go alone, I know I will.”

“You don’t think he’d show you around or introduce you to people?”

“No, no I know he would. It’s just, Christ, we’ve only been on one official date. I don’t want to come off clingy right away. He invited me, and I’m happy about that. I just want to see how it goes, and have someone there to have my back if it goes any other way than good, alright?”

“Alright, alright,” you can hear her laughing on the other end of the phone, and while you know she’s just being lighthearted, it only makes your anxiety worse.

Kelsey was by far one of your most extroverted friends and was perfect for this situation. If Jack didn’t talk to you much, you’d have her by your side so you could still have some fun. And if he did end up talking to you more than not, she’s perfectly comfortable going off and finding some friends of her own. It’s not that you couldn’t make your own friends, you’re just, well… you’re just nervous, okay?

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Show You Off

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 4.6k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) god let's see... dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink (always), spanking, hair pulling, degradation (in the best of ways), oral (m and f receiving), spitting, vaginal sex, rough sex, amateur porn, mentions of marriage/engagement, possessive Daddy <3

A/N: the plot of this fic was given to me by @anaaaispunk and dear LORD did I have some ideas. Ana, thank you so much for giving me this lovely prompt, it works so beautifully following “Take You With Me” 😍

Also, happy birthday my love!! I am beyond grateful for you; you were my very first supporter when I began writing on this platform and you’ve grown to be a good friend of mine. I am forever thankful for your love and support hun &lt;3

“I don’t think I’ll ever stop saying it,” you hum, fingers combing through his hair, lips ghosting over his neck. “You are the perfect man.”

He hums happily, a deep and contented sigh leaving his chest. His body moves slightly as he sits beneath you, snuggling further into your touch. This is by far one of your favorite positions when you feel like spoiling him, when all you want to do is worship and his body. Oftentimes, it occurred in the bath, the spacious tub big enough to fit four people if you really tried. But how could you ever want more when you have each other?

“You like your present, baby?” Jack asks you, eyes closing as he grins.

His hands stroke your body lovingly as yours move over his neck and shoulders, gently massaging his overworked muscles and kissing them into relaxation with your mouth. The pleasant mix of his after shave and cologne fill your senses, your body naturally assuming a peaceful trance whenever you smell the scent. He feels like home; he’s always been home.

“I love it, daddy.” You coo, softly kissing his ear.

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Watch Me

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) dirty talk, spanking, slight degradation (he calls you cockdumb and I’m WEAK), vaginal sex, rough sex, jealous and possessive Whiskey (god YES)

A/N: Okay, I’m about to shock y’all: this is one of VERY FEW Daddy Whiskey fics where we don’t have the daddy kink. We are taking a trip back to the beginning of Whiskey and Babycakes’ relationship, about three or four months in. Don’t worry, it still gets spicy (;

Co-written by @sweetangel0069 because dear lord Anna did you give me some BEAUTIFUL ideas. If you guys find yourselves liking a certain line or description in this fic, it’s damn near a coin toss as to whether I wrote it, or Anna did lmao. Anna, please NEVER stop sending me your incredible thots <3

You know you’re still in that honeymoon phase, still in your own perfect little world the two of you had made together. There was never anything wrong, never any fights, only peace, love, and happiness. You knew it would come to an end eventually, you knew that if you were going to stay together that there would eventually be hardships, but you were ready to face those when they came. Because as far as you’re concerned, Jack Daniels is in your life to stay.

While your age gap was more than obvious, the two of you had plenty of things in common. One of them being your love for loud music and trashy dive-bars. Something about the atmosphere is just so fun; the two of you downing your favorite drinks while dancing to old country songs. To Jack, it was his slice of heaven.

Speaking of Jack…

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A New Life

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Female Reader

Word Count: 6.5k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink (very OBVIOUSLY), vaginal sex, suuuper sweet Whiskey, mentions of engagement and marriage, tons of fluffies

A/N: this fic request was sent in by @lucky-pascal and oh my lord is it SWEET AS HELL!!! I love it so much, Daddy Whiskey will always be Daddy Whiskey and that means his fluffy side will always be here too

Also, for those of you who have read Daddycember (and if you haven’t you should take a gander LOL), this fic is happening after that timeline, so Whiskey and Reader are now engaged

You’d never done anything too extravagant on this day before, whether you’ve been in a relationship or not. Past partners didn’t make the day special for you; you honestly had the most fun on this day when you were alone. Oftentimes you’d order in, rent your favorite movie, and pick up some ice cream, too. You spent the day making sure you felt loved, making sure you knew that happiness wasn’t found anywhere else but within you. For such a long time, the only reason you believed in love is because you were made entirely of it. You have so much love inside you, for so many people and things. Love is out there, maybe it’s just not meant for you.

At least, that was the way you thought before you met Jack. For a few years before him, you contemplated never finding a partner. You weren’t sure if you could ever rely on someone else to make you happy. But with Jack, you didn’t have to just rely on him. Your relationship grew quickly, evolving into a loving partnership where you were both able to rely on each other while still being your own individuals. It’s something you’d never been able to experience before.

The life you currently have with Jack couldn’t be more different than the one you’d had without him. Your small apartment of a home had been transformed into something much more grand. The penthouse at the top of the Statesman building? Well, that’s Jack’s. And now, it’s yours, too. Before, you’d been driving a 2018 Ford Focus, but Jack insisted that wouldn’t do. The man had enough money to burn, and the next thing you knew, you were driving around Kentucky in a blacked-out Wrangler. It looked quite nice next to Jack’s black and tan Bronco. Who would’ve known some random cowboy would eventually come along and change your entire life?

And, as things continued to change in your life, so did your Valentine’s Day routine.

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Give Me Your Hand

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Reader

Word Count: 6.8k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink (as always), choking, oral sex (m and f receiving)

A/N: this is the last post for Daddycember and I am SO SAD ☹ this was so much fun lol, I will definitely be doing this again in the future

Also, this is without a doubt the longest daddy fic yet, I hope y’all enjoy &lt;3

ALSO, I’m so sorry this took me so long to get out y’all, I’ve been dealing with HEAVY writer’s block 

           While Jack spoiled you religiously, he’d never before gone to this extent. The surprise trip he planned for the New Year turned out to be a trip to Italy, specifically a ski resort in Cortina D’Ampezzo. You’d never been to Italy before, but you always wanted to go. And Jack knew this, of course. He knew everything about you. He knew you liked cold mountains better than scorching beaches, knew you’d snowboarded before and always wanted to try it again.

           He insisted that it was his treat, refusing to accept every portion of money you had offered him. Eventually, while packing for your trip and rummaging through your collective things, you found out that he had been saving up for the event for nearly a year. Jack Daniels really did love you with all of his heart.

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Naughty Or Nice

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Reader

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) dirty talk, praise kink, daddy kink, spanking, spitting, oral (m receiving), anal fingering (f receiving), anal sex.

A/N: I’m just really on an entertainment kick with this man LOL 

           You had been looking forward to this for weeks, preparing each and every detail until you were satisfied with the results. And he was just as excited as you were. It was a tradition you decided to start last year, the both of you wanting to keep the sensuality within your relationship burning bright even when the holidays came around.

           It was something you both internally despised, having to shove down your sexual attraction towards one another because of the multitude of family celebrations. The holidays were always so family oriented, it almost made you feel strange to engage in such erotic acts while living through the season of celebration.

           But that’s exactly it; it isn’t strange, not in the slightest. The flame between you and Jack burned bright, regardless of the time of year. And you both wanted to be able to express that to each other without the awkwardness of the surrounding holidays. So, you decided to push the nagging thoughts and undeserving guilt aside, not only continuing your pleasurable interactions but even heightening them as the season went on.

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Another Chance

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Reader

Word count: 2.6k

Warnings: mentions of age gap (reader is of age, obvi), fluffy Whiskey, mentions of death. 

A/N: this one isn’t slutty at all. It’s warm and heartfelt, and a little sad to be honest. My poor baby ☹ 

           It’s not good enough; nothing is. Every single thing you’ve tried on feels like it doesn’t fit or look right, and you needed to look perfect for this occasion. You spent hours just deciding on an outfit, perfecting every tiny detail in your hair and makeup. Trying your best to drown out your anxious thoughts, you blasted some holiday music, hoping it would give you some Christmas cheer. It did not.

           Eventually, though, you’re happy with how you look. Well, content, at least. When you go downstairs, you begin to gather up the present and food, packing them away into bags and making sure each family member has been accounted for.

           “Why are you rushin’ so much?” Jack asks, raising a brow at you.

           You spin around, seeing that he’s dressed much more casually than you are. Immediately, you roll your eyes, groaning and huffing out in frustration as you turn back toward the presents.

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Pride and Joy

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: drinking, little insecurities, some kissy moments, sweet and fluffy Daddy Whiskey

A/N: I love writing fluffy Daddy scenes so much more than I thought I would &lt;3

           “Baby doll,” Jack slurs, smiling warmly as he walks up to you. “You look, as beautiful as otter.”

           You raise an eyebrow at him, your lips curling at his humorous state. He hiccups, wiping his mouth.

           “As ever,” he laughs. “Beautiful as ever.”

           “Thank you, baby.” You return, giggling as he steps closer and into your arms.

           He rests his head on your shoulder, a sleepy smile gracing his face. Jack hums happily, placing a sloppy kiss on your neck.

           “Maybe I should drive home.” you suggest, running your hand along the smooth hair on the back of his head.

           “No, no.” he protests, lifting himself. “We shouldn’t leave yet.”

           He pouts boyishly, making you giggle at him in his drunken state. His brow furrows, a look of concern suddenly replacing his smile.

           “We can stay, baby.”

           “Good.” He responds, immediately returning to his happy expression.

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Last Year’s Party

Agent Whiskey x Reader

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) possessive Whiskey (yes daddy), daddy kink (I mean obviously), praise kink, size kink, slight panty kink, public groping, spanking, choking, hair pulling, slight degradation, rough sex, slight cum play, age gap (reader is 21)

A/N: very possessive Daddy Whiskey let’s get ittttt

Merry Christmas and happy holidays my bbs <3

“God damn,” he sighs out, his voice already a deep, gravely tone.

“Like it?” you smirk, glancing at him over your shoulder.

“I love it,” he returns, walking up behind you to place a gentle kiss on your bare shoulder. “You about ready, sugar?”

“Mm-hm, just need to grab my coat.”

This was the first time you’d ever attended this party, and you wanted to make a good impression. While you’d met some of his coworkers before, there was a good amount you hadn’t been introduced to just yet. And after all, Jack’s job wasn’t just a job, it was his whole life, and you were excited to finally be intertwined with that.

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Happy Boy

Agent Daddy Whiskey x Reader

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) praise kink, daddy kink, boob/nipple play, spitting (LOTS of it), vaginal fingering, oral sex (f receiving), dry humping, cum play.

A/N: Wow. Wow. I don’t know where this came from at all but, uh, I have to go lie down. Also, Merry Christmas my lovelies (:

How Daddy looks when he sees your titties

“Baby, you feel so good…”

“Yeah, daddy?”

“Mhm,” he whines out, nodding fervently while he stares up at you.

Jack’s hands continue to cup your tits, fully fondling them and tweaking your nipples through the fabric of your dress. He leans forward, pressing himself into your cleavage and shoving both beautiful mounds against his face. His mouth rubs across your chest, and with a sharp gasp, your hands fly down to cradle his head against you. And with his heavy breaths comes the sweet smell of liquor, the smell of the liquid currently filling his belly and making him so sweet and boyish before you.

“Daddy…” your sigh is laced with a devilish smirk as it passes through your lips, your beautiful body swaying gracefully above his.

“Mm…” he moans, rocking his hips up toward your own.

When he pulls away, he’s panting, heavy and humid breaths hitting your skin before both of his hands rise to your neckline. In one swift tug, he pulls the fabric down, fully exposing your breasts to his hungry eyes.

“Good fucking god,” he grumbles, eyes rolling back slightly before he returns to grabbing you in hand.

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