"What do you want me to say?" -me
"THAT IM THE BEST PERSON EVER AND IM HOT AND YOU WISH I WERE ME AND EVERYONE SHOULD FOLLOW ME BECAUSE I CANT DEDICATE MYSELF TO A FIC AND DELETE EVERYTHING AND IM MENTALLY UNSTABLE BUT THATS OK AND TELL SOMEONE THEY SHOULD D8 ME IM LEGAL IN THE UK ;) "- Rachel ( FadedFuentes )
For the record there's going to be a sequel in the future. But I got a request for a smut epilogue so here we go.
Also don't get mad at me for the daddy kink thing
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Kellin's POV
My breathing was heavier, and I dug the back of my head into the pillow. I let out a small moan as I tried to move my fingers faster. I was so desperate to just get off already, and I didn't know how much longer I had until Vic got home. He made up some stupid rule that I wasn't allowed to masturbate in his house because he wanted to be the only person to make me cum. I wasn't very patient however, so I was trying to get this over with as fast as I could.
I curled up my fingers and rubbed them against the swollen nub, feeling that familiar feeling stirrings around inside of me.
"Yes-yes!" I panted, moving quickly before I lost that feeling.
The next thing I knew I heard the front door closing and my heart dropped.
"Shit." I cursed quietly.
I pushed myself up into a sitting position and looked around the bed hastily. Where the fuck did my boxers go?
Before I could cover myself up with a blanket the door to the bedroom opened, and I was left looking up to see Vic. I pulled my shirt down as much as I could and tried to cover myself with my hands. I felt so embarrassed that I had been caught touching myself.
"Well, well, well..."
"Hey, Vic." I tried to play it off cool, but it was obvious what I had just been doing.
"What did I tell you about touching yourself?" He said, his voice going deep and his eyes getting dark.
"Um, I wasn't?"
He then crawled onto the bed in front of me, ripping my hands away from my crotch and then pinning me down against the mattress. He looked down at me and pulled one of his hands away from my wrist. He prodded his fingers against the tender area, causing me to squirm.
"Seems like you're pretty wet...and swollen..." he said, pushing his fingers into me.
"Well I have a hot guy on top of me?" I attempted to be smooth, however I couldn't help he get even more turned on.
"Don't be fresh with me Kellin..." he said, his fingers slipping out of me, causing me to whine in protest.
"Vic," I pushed out my bottom lip a little.
"I don't have any sympathy for you angel... You broke my rules and then lied about it," he shook his head in disapproval.
"I'm sorry..."
"No you're not."
"I am."
"I really don't think you are," he sighed.
"Please finish me off...I'm really sorry. I won't do it anymore..." I begged. I knew Vic liked it when I begged, and I was sure he was turned on enough to do things with me.
"I don't know if you deserve it or not."
"Please," I whined. "Don't you want me?"
"I always want you, angel."
"Then can we...please..." I felt really embarrassed at this point. I wasn't good at dirty talk but I knew Vic liked it. I just wanted him to fuck me at this point but I was way to anxious to ask for it. He smirked a little, looking down to me. I tried to figure out what was going on inside that head, but sometimes he could be hard to read.
"What?" I asked.
"You're so cute when you're embarrassed..." he said, pulling himself up and grabbing the bottom of my shirt, beginning to pull it up. I let him without question, hoping this was leading to what I thought it was leading to.
"I'm not embarrassed."
"Baby I know you. I know when you're embarrassed," he said, ripping my shirt off and admiring my now naked form. I decided to comment no further and instead decided to bite my lip
"Tell me what you want from me," he said, rubbing my thighs up and down.
"I want you to fuck me."
"Look at you being so assertive..." he hummed, pulling off his own shirt. "You're gonna do what I tell you to do, and if you don't listen I'm gonna stop. Do you understand?"
"But-"
"No buts." He shut me up. I went to speak again but I closed my mouth in defeat. I could already tell that this wasn't going to be like anything we had down together before. I was excited, but also extremely nervous. I looked back to Vic, seeing that he was pulling his belt out from the loops of his jeans. I began to chew on my lip again, watching him closely
He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down, but left his boxers on. I could see that he was forming a hard on beneath the material, but instead of touching himself he grabbed my upper thighs and pulled my hips up towards him. He lowered his face and kissed the inside of my thighs, causing me to whimper. I hated how vulnerable I felt when he did this. Of course it felt amazing, but I was so exposed and that scared me.
I wished to move my hands to run them through his hair, but I knew he wouldn't want that. He wanted me to have as little control as I could. He pressed his lips against me and started to kiss all over the area.
"Oh my god," I breathed, and I felt his tongue start to trace upwards, running over my clit.
He then began to suck on it, causing my head to fall back against the pillow. "Oh, Vic."
He began to suck harder. His grip around my thighs tightened and he pulled my up with him higher. I was already so close and I was on the verge of coming.
"Fuck! Vic I'm gonna cum!" I cried out, and he only sucked harder.
"Oh shit- fuck- oh shit." I swore, as everything began to get too much. I felt the familiar feeling absolute pleasure wash over me.
"Fuck!" I screamed, my body shaking and quivering against him. I was dripping at this point, and trying to catch my breath. He dropped my hips down to the bed and I felt myself bounce against the bed as I started to come down from my high.
"Fuck Vic." I closed my eyes, still breathing heavily as vic began to move around. I looked up to see Vic pulling off his boxers and flinging them across the room.
"What're you doing?" I asked, seeing that he was grabbing a condom from the nightstand.
"What does it look like?"
"You're gonna fuck me? But I just...I just," I said in astonishment as he rolled the condom on over his forming hard on.
"And you're going to do it again," he said, grabbing the bottle of lube and coding himself with it.
"Aren't you gonna wait a few minutes?"
"Nope," he said, quickly forcing himself into me. I let out a tortured moan and I felt him grow harder inside of me. "You're so tender..." he hummed, biting his lip and pushing into me quickly.
"Fucking-" I interrupted myself with my own moan. I was so fucking sensitive.
"You're so fucking soft," he moaned, falling forward so that his chest was parallel to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair. I threw my head back against the pillow, finding the feeling of Vic pounding into me both tortuous and pleasurable. I was being completely dominated and there was nothing I loved more to do in the bedroom. I just wanted to be taken control of. I felt so safe being in Vic's arms.
"Vic!" I cried out.
"You're so fucking hot."
"I love you so much-ah!" I moaned as he pressed against my g-spot hard.
"You like that don't you little boy?" He said in a deep breathy voice.
"So much." I whined.
I saw him feel around the bed for something, and he pulled up, making my hands slip out of his hair. He coded his fingers with more lube and he grabbed my ass with his free hand, his thrusts not seizing for a moment.
"Ugh, Vic," I moaned. "What are you..."
"Shh, don't worry it'll feel good," he hummed, and I felt his fingers slip into my back side. I suddenly became very nervous, however I trusted Vic. I knew he wouldn't do anything he thought I wouldn't like and if I didn't like it he would stop.
I felt him begin to finger me while simultaneously fucking into me hard. I had never felt more full in my entire life. I still felt so sensitive and raw from my last orgasm, but I could tell I was already getting closer.
"Aww, baby boy you're so fucking tight," he said, changing his angles and ramming into my g-spot hard.
"I'm close." I warned him, starting to feel that one way once again.
I felt him slip his fingers out of me, followed by his cock. I looked up at him desperately.
"No! No please don't stop!" I whined. I looked down to see he had pulled off the condom and began to lather himself in lube again.
"Ready little boy?"
"What are you doing?" I asked
"Shh," he hushed me, and that's when I felt him push into me again. I looked down, watching him push himself entirely inside of the small tight opening and I felt my breathing stagger.
"Ow! Stop!" I begged, he stopped pushing into me, and I felt him push his fingers into my other lose and wet opening. They danced around inside of me until I felt them rub against my g-spot. My breathing was heavy, and somehow his cock felt so much bigger now.
"You ok little boy?" He asked, rubbing my side gently.
"It hurts." I complained, closing my eyes tightly.
"Do you want me to pull out?" He asked deeply, and I felt him rub against my g-spot harshly. I hesitated for a moment, before shaking my head. I needed to get used to this so I may aswell start now.
"Angel...I need something from you," I heard him say as he adjusted himself inside of me a bit. He leaned forward and kissed my neck before looking into my eyes.
"W-what is it?" I asked quietly
"Call me daddy..." he said, pushing himself the rest of the way inside of me.
I bit my lip as I felt him fill me up. He wanted me to call him daddy? I guess it wouldn't hurt.
"Ok...daddy," I hummed, blushing as I said that. I felt his fingers push and rub against my g-spot even more. That mixed with the feeling of being so full was bringing me to my edge again.
"Good boy," he whispered.
"Shit-shit! Daddy oh my God! Fucking-more!" I begged, and I felt him begin to thrust into me slowly.
"Yes, baby boy. You're so fucking tight."
"Please! Please daddy please!" I was beginning to really like calling him daddy. It was just turning me on more, and I could tell by the way he started to move faster that he was enjoying it just as much.
"Please what?"
"I wanna cum! Please!"
"Okay, baby. Cum for daddy."
"Oh-oh no! I-shit-shit! Fuck!" I moaned as I reached my climax.
"That's it. Cum for me." He told me, continuing to thrust into me.
"Daddy! Daddy-oh fuck," I panted, my body spasming and pushing back against him. It was so intense that I felt like I was going to pass out. My body relaxed more into the mattress as he held me down, pounding into me mercilessly. I let him as I attempted to calm myself down.
"I'm gonna cum inside of you-fuck," I heard him swear as he quickened his pace. It still hurt, but I was too worn out to care. I then felt a warm sticky liquid pouring into me and I let out a moan.
"Daddy oh my god," I whispered, pressing my chest against his.
"Fuck-" He slowed down a little as he let out every single drop. Finally he stopped and he rolled over next to me, leaving me feeling empty.
"Jesus Christ Vic," I hummed, grabbing a blanket and using it to cover myself. I always felt so sorry and embarrassed after we had sex. I couldn't help it.
"You're absolutely amazing." He told me, a smile on his face.
"Not really," I blushed, rolling over on my side so I was facing away from him.
"Hey." He moved over sliding his arm over my waist. "You totally are."
"I feel so embarrassed..." I whined, pulling the blanket up so it covered my chest.
"Why? Because we had sex?"
"I don't know... kinda?"
"Baby no," he hummed, pulling me over so I was lying on my back. "There's nothing wrong with us having sex. You're supposed to like having sex with me..."
"I do!"
"Then how come you feel embarrassed?"
"I don't know it's weird."
He grabbed the blanket and started to pull it off of me, but I quickly snatched it back.
"Is it because of your body?" He asked.
"Kinda yeah."
"You're so...fucking...gorgeous..." he said, picking the blanket up and joining me underneath it. I could feel his still warm and sweaty flesh pressed against mine, as he wrapped his arms around me.
"You're so good to me." I told him
"Because I love you...so-so much," he said, kissing me hard.
I kissed him back before pulling away. "I love you more."
"It's not a competition..." he shook his head.
"I don't care, I love you more." I giggled
"Do I have to show you how much more I love you again?"
"No-please no more. I'm already too worn out..." I whined.
"Alright, alright." He chuckled, pressing a kiss to my shoulder.