prompt: Modern!Tatted Lee Bodecker + fluffy smut with prompt #41, please?
prompt 41: "it's like watching a chihuahua provoke a rottweiler."
warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, fluff, smut, pet name (princess), fingering, very small daddy kink
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"I can be intimidating!" you argued, glaring at Lee from across the kitchen island.
He cocked a brow. God, you hated it when he looked all smug and self-assured like that. Like he knew you better than you knew yourself. And damn him for being right most of the time—only added to his ego, made him more cocky. Like he needed it. "You sure about that, princess?"
"Yes, I am," you said, stomping your foot and putting your hands on your hips. "I could kick anyone's ass!"
The argument was, admittedly, stupid. You'd told Lee that you were planning to head out for some drinks with some friends, and he said something about being worried that some guy would hit on you. You'd responded that you could handle yourself, that you weren't afraid to get your knuckles a little bloodied and bruised to defend yourself. And the bastard fucking laughed, said that you punching someone would be like a kid playing the strongman game at the carnival.
"Oh yeah? Hit me." He walked around the island, stopping in front of you. "Go ahead. Hit me in the stomach. Do your worst."
You snarled, curling your hand into a fist and hitting his tummy with all your might and—
Oh fuck him!
He barely even wheezed, and most of that was him trying to hold back a fucking laugh.
"Oh, god, it's like watching a chihuaha provoke a rottweiler!"
"I'll have you know chihuahas can be very vicious!"
He took a step forward, reaching out to cradle your face in his large hands. "That's right, sweet cheeks, you're so very vicious," he cooed, leaning down and brushing his lips up against yours. He swiped his tongue over your bottom lip and, though you wanted to prove your point that you could handle yourself, you found yourself melting into him. "Bet your bite is so much worse than your bark."
You almost laughed, but you wanted to prove you couldn't just be teased like that, so as he leaned down to kiss you again, you bit as his bottom lip. Not too hard, but enough that it shocked him.
He pulled away, his eyes darkening with lust. "Oh, so that's how we're playing it, sweet cheeks?" One of his hands left your face, sliding down to your the hem of your sundress, bunching it up as he pawed at your panty-clad core. He pushed your panties to the side, his rough fingertips coating themselves in your slick. "Oh, little girl gets all wet from playing tough? Well, if that's not the most precious thing I've ever seen."
He barely gives you time to adjust to just one finger curling inside you, letting the second follow the first in almost immediately. You threw your head back, eyes rolling to the back of your head, as he scissored his fingers. Damn him for being so good at this, at knowing how to play your body like a fiddle.
"Can barely fuckin' move in your tight little cunt. Keeps just suckin' me back in."
You rocked your hips against his hand, trying to get more stimulation, and he could only chuckle at your attempts.
"That's it, sweet cheeks, help your daddy get you off. Shit, you think you can be tough? Look how easily you succumbed to me when I came onto you."
"Different! It's different...Fuck, know no one else can make me feel this way."
"Yeah? That right? You only come for your daddy?"
"Only you, promise. All yours, please, let me come!"
"Go ahead, sweet cheeks, come for me."
A wave of pleasure overtook your senses. You fell forward, your face buried in Lee's chest as he removed his fingers from your cunt, bringing them up to his mouth to suck off your juices.
"Mm, the sweetest treat you could ever make, sweet cheeks." He kissed the top of your head, before saying, "Go ahead, go have fun with your friends."
"Huh?" you mumbled, still coming down from your high, too fucked out to process what he was saying.
"I trust you can handle your own. 'Sides, no one messes with my girl anyway. I just like seeing you all riled up."
"Damn you, Lee," you said, but your words held none of the frustration you'd felt earlier. "I'll go, but you owe me for making me so mad."
"Oh, don't worry, I got plenty of plans for you and that cute little pussy."
