I Hate Wanting To Edit Clancy And Yet Having No Ideas And A Lot Of Them At The Same Time I'm Going Insane

I would love to join them ngl

Vincent Price

[Earth 2]

Season 1, Episode 1 & 2 “First Contact”

Till the moustache falls off🔥

Clancy Brown as Harry Bordon in 'Cast A Deadly Spell' (1991) Dir. Martin Campbell

promotion ; 2/2

pairing: lieutenant hank anderson x wife!reader

summary: continuation to of part one 'promotion.' hank fucks you good and tells you how great of a mom you're going to be

warnings: pure smut with some fluffy bits on the side, minors dni!!!!

a/n: ty to those who've read this!! i had a lot of fun writing this, and will def be writing more hank anderson x wife!reader content (because i'm a sucker for angst and i feel compelled now to write something post-cole's death) so enjoy the smut and fluff while it's hot! :D

"trust me, sweetheart — this is still my night."

your eyes widen as he towers above you from the side of the bed. you had to lean back a little on your elbows, to be able to really get a good look at all of him. you squeeze your thighs together.

“well, what were you thinking, lieutenant?” you look up at him and tilt your head to the side.

hank doesn’t say anything — he doesn’t even laugh. he presses a pointer finger to his lips before making his way to the foot of the bed. you watch as he pulls his t-shirt off, tossing it somewhere on the floor. you let out a whine when you watch him drop to his knees.

this time he does laugh, because all he’s done is remove his shirt and settle in between your legs at the end of the bed — and yet you’re already whining.

“someone’s needy,” he teases. his hands grab at the waistband of your pants before sliding them down your legs until they were off — leaving your cunt exposed for him. “beautiful.”

you blush at the compliment and turn your head to the side. you moan when you feel his lips press against your inner thighs.

“hank,” you sigh, his hot breath inching up closer to your burning core. “please.”

he taunts you by kissing aroouund your pussy. unbeknownst to you, you were already dripping for him. despite not even kissing your pussy, you feel yourself getting more and more sticky.

you groan and try and move your hips so his lips meet where you want them to. you feel his lips just barely brush your clit, coaxing his lips. you thought you won, but it doesn’t last long. he pins you to the bed before you can succeed.

“are you going to be a brat tonight or my good wife?” he asks, now hovering over you so he could look at you. you notice the faint shine of your wetness on his lips, smell yourself on him. hank made sure to not put his full weight down on you — because of the baby.

you tug at the waistband of his pants now, “i can be a brat and your good wife, lieutenant.”

he could feel himself getting harder, his clothed cock pressing against your bare cunt. hank had no idea he would get this turned on by you calling him that — lieutenant.

your gentle fingers run down the length of his cock still trapped in his pants. he let out a groan. you smile and press your lips to hank’s ear.

“or you could always fuck the brat out of me,” you bite on his earlobe, before pulling away far enough to look into his eyes. “please?”

“just because you say please all nice, doesn’t mean you’re off the hook,” he’s moving you now to lay on your side. he spanks your ass once before giving the piece of flesh a squeeze. “now, be good and stay put.”

you hum and rest your head on the pillows, moving only to get comfortable. meanwhile, hank was pushing his pants down his thighs, kicking his pants off his legs until he was left naked.

you turn your head to watch him. he was looking down at his dick, stroking it with concentration. his eyebrows furrow and tongue peeking out from his lips. his balls feel heavy, length long and hard — the tip of his dick was turning a violent shade of red, nearly purple.

you feel him press the tip of his dick against the bottom of your thighs, smearing his precum over your skin. you groan and start to wiggle.

“haannk,” you whine, pouting now up at him. “don’t make a mess before you’re in me.”

he smiles and lets his dick go, moving his hand up to grab your waist while he moves behind you. he’s spooning you now, hand back on his dick to press against your aching hole.

“i haven’t even prepared you for me,” he whispers low against your ear. he’s kissing around your ear and down your neck. “i don’t wanna hurt you, honey.”

you shake your head and grind yourself down on him, feeling his tip push into you. you both let out a moan, and it takes everything in hank to not fuck himself fully into you.

“then go slow,” you say, continuing your slow grind on him. you feel him slowly push just the tip in and out. “good. god, hank, that feels so good.”

he feels your cunt flutter around him each time he pushes into you. he wants to listen to you, to himself. he should go slow to make it easier on you. he doesn’t want to hurt you. but, fuck, he wants to fuck you sooo badly.

“i’m trying my best to go slow, sweetheart,” he moves his right arm under you, pulling you to his front. his fingers found one of your nipples, tugging and rolling it. “but you just feel so good. could put another baby in you.”

you let out a gasp when you feel his other fingers run down your clit. you couldn’t remember the last time you could touch yourself down there properly. having hank’s big fingers mush down on your bundle of nerves has your head spinning.

“h-hank!” you choke out, moaning loudly. you fight in hank’s hold to grind yourself on him — wanting him further in you, deeper.

he’s pushing himself further in you, slowly though. he pushes slow until he’s bottomed out in you, before pulling back and doing it again.

“would you want that?” he asks through his kisses. he gives your shoulder a love bite before kissing back up to your ear. “another baby? another one of mine-”

“ours,” you say, cutting him off. you’re panting at the feeling of him in you, filling you up nicely. he’s still playing with your nipples and clit, overstimulating you. “b-but, yes! yes, hank — i’ll have all your babies.”

he lets out a choked gasp, hips stuttering up into you before he has to stop. you listen to him pant, trying to catch his breath.

“are you oka-“

“yeah, yeah, sorry i just,” hank sighs and closes his eyes, nuzzling the side of your face. “i can’t wait to see you be a mom, i just know you’re going to be great. and whether you believe me or not, i think you look pretty hot pregnant with our kid.”

your eyes well up with tears from his words. you turn and do your best to look at him. hank only frowns, worrying he said something that upset you. before he could ask what’s wrong, you answer.

“i couldn’t do this with anyone else,” you say quietly, smiling when hank kisses your tears off your cheeks. “i think we’re both gonna do great.”

hank gives you a kiss on the cheek before you turn in his arms, looking ahead again. he slowly picks up the pace of his thrusts, listening to the squelching noises of his dick sliding in and out of your sopping cunt.

“keep doing that, hank. feels so good,” you moan, gasping when he suddenly thrusts up, hitting your g-spot. “fuck, right there.”

he looks down where the two of you meet, watching as a creamy white ring forms around the base of his cock — his eyes widen. he looks away quickly, fearing he’d cum right then and there.

“i got you, honey. i’m here,” he keeps you pinned to his chest, fucking himself up into you while you thrash in his arms. you were so sensitive right now. “let me take care of you.”

and you did. you cling onto him wherever you could, while he fucks you deliciously in bed. your orgasm was creeping up on you, but you want to wait for hank. you feel his balls smacking against your swollen clit, causing you to let out another loud moan.

hank continues fucking you, rutting himself in you like a dog. he feels his own orgasm threatening to hit him earlier than he’d like. he feels less bad about it when the walls of your pussy clamp down around his dick. you let out a sharp gasp.

“c-cumming!” you cry out, shaking in his arms.

your sudden orgasm surprises you both. he continues humping you, fucking you until his own hips stutter. he grunts like an animal against your ear, his shaky breath hot on your skin.

it’s quiet, though, when he cums in you, dumping his thick seed into your soaking wet hole. he’s shaking now, holding you as tight as he could without hurting you. he doesn’t want to pull out, and neither do you.

“stay in me,” you pant, holding his arm when he goes to pull out. you turn and look at him, “please.”

he gives you a toothy grin and looks you in your eyes. how could he say no to his pretty wife? so he nods, like a good husband, and kisses the sweat off your brow.

you feel his dick slowly soften inside you, but he remains inside. his heart beating against your back.

"i love you," he says once he's caught his breath. his cheek is resting against yours, but he turns his face to kiss the corner of your mouth. "so, so much."

"i love you too, hank," you relish in the post-orgasm high, eyes closed as you feel hank caress your body, your pregnant belly.

your worries from earlier now forgotten. the only thoughts left swirling in your head, was how soon you could convince hank to fuck you again.

He looks intimidating then he smiles and it's like "oh what a silly little guy he is"

I figured submitting it was easier than multiple messages LOL

Here is a photo dump of Ted Levine and Clancy Brown as Smith (Brown) and Wesson (Levine) in Flubber!

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Blessings on your house I am holding them gently in my hands like baby birds