Conor coming home

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inspired by conors most viral tiktok




i've been sitting at the table watching the clock tick while drinking a brandy because i'm not like other girls
conor likes when i drink brandy, he thinks it shows i'm tough so i can handle him and his inner demons

he should've been home 1 hour ago- and i'm starting to get worried. it's not saturday so he's not with the boys and his mums at bingo so he won't get interrogated as he comes into our home.

yes we may live in the basement of his mums house but he has to hide from his enemies

the door opens and in the frame stands daddy connor leaning against it. god he's so sexy

'hey babygirl' he says with his raspy voice, 'missed me?'

i run up to him and hug him. he holds me in his strong muscular arms and whispers in my ear 'sugartits i asked you a question'

'sorry alphawolf daddy conor' i reply 'yes i did miss you'

'good girl'

'where have you been'

'baby, you know i can't tell you that'

i can smell the alcohol, sweat and blood on his bare chest, i know he's been with his gang and i hate it. i glance at his hands and see his knuckles are blood stained. my heart dropped

he must've seen me because he says

'don't worry about it i just had some business to sort out'

'conor, how many were there?'

he sighs because he knows i won't like the answer

'6.... but i didn't kill them all, don't worry about it, alright. they're dead now, most of them. no one disrespects conor fucking carver like that'

shivers run down my spine and i shit my pants. he's is mysterious and sexy, i love him so much. my timbers are shivered, my pants are shitted, my nan is shagged and my cat is dead. i start crying and hyperventilating

'please conor p-p-p-plea-a-se-e..... this isn't y-y-y-ouuu'

'don't worry about it sweetheart, i've got it all under control. everyone knows not to mess with me or they'll pay the price' he says while cracking his knuckles

god i just want to climb up him and snog his face off

'okay daddy i love you'

'i love you too baby cakes' he says while smacking my ass not realising i shat it earlier

'woah bit messy' he chuckles

i stand there blushing as he towers over me. he's so tall compared to me. i'm so small and skinny

'you get cleaned up and meet me in the bedroom in five minutes'

'yes handsome'

before i could turn to go to the toilet he holds my face so i look at him. shit now covered all over my face

'and don't be late, you know i dont like to be kept waiting' he winks

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