Daddy ♡ --- Post Malone Smut, BDSM

Burger and Fries

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence, gun use, smoking, injury, possible uncomfortable situations, possible trigger warning for some parts, and swearing.

Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above.

--- Ashe's Point of View ---

Having him this close was starting to scramble my brain a little bit.

I loved Austin, that was something that I knew to be irreversibly true, but I can't lie to myself and not say that a part of me still and always will love and care for Connor - we have a history.

"I...I wouldn't mind having your child, truly, but, it's just..."

I stammered unsure of what to say about this, it was an extreme idea, and there was a part of me that wanted it - I wanted Austin to hurt like he had hurt me. He wasn't even there for the birth of our daughter.

I know that Alice came early but I was upset having to giver birth on my own, I was frightened and cold, and he was instantly able to be there for Armani. I was jealous.

"I'm sorry, it's just an idea - you don't have to answer or even think about it, it was just a suggestion, my own dreams and wishes."

He reached out and placed his hand was on my waist, I felt my entire body tremble at the simple touch.

"Connor..."

"I know you can't promise me anything serious - and I know that you are still in love with Austin, but please let me be a comfort to you please..."

He rolled over onto me, putting his body half on top of me, it feel both familiar and foreign having him on top of me.

He raised my arms up above my head, interlocking our fingers as he started kissing my neck and jaw, the kisses were slow and so warm it felt like it was burning my skin.

I didn't want to hurt Austin, in spite of everything that he as done to me, I didn't want to intentionally hurt him.

I knew that, if I was to ever have a child that wasn't his...he would never forgive me for it.

Trust me the irony - doesn't escape me, I have to accept his other child but he could never accept mine.

"Will you let me make love to you?" He questioned whispering into my neck.

--- Austin's Point of View ---

I was shaking as I drove out of the town, I had to pull over on the highway because I couldn't stop shaking, it affected my whole body.

I rested my head on the steering wheel and sobbed loudly, punching the dashboard to the side of me.

I wanted to turn around and grab both Ashe and Alice and take them home, the usual dominant possessive side of me came out, and I had one singular thought.

They are both mine, and I want what is mine.

It took me quite some amount of time to calm down and push aside the urge to literally kidnap Ashe and my daughter, it was getting later and I started driving again.

I made it all the way to Lehi when I stopped at a 24-hour restaurant.

Holding Alice in my arms and seeing my beautiful Ashe had made me feel better, and for the first time in a long time I was getting hungry - a burger and fries sounded delightful at the moment.

I put on a baseball cap and got out, there were one two other cars when I got out, I was happy to see it wasn't crowded. Walking in the door I got a text from Harper.

Harper

So, are you ever going to come and see your son? I want him to get comfortable with you.

I sighed as pain ripped through my heart, I had made a promise not to see my son until I saw my daughter. I had a hard time admitting it to myself but I wanted to see my son, regardless of who his mother was, he was half mine.

But I also didn't want to hurt Ashe further.

It was a no-win situation.

Me

Sure, I'll come and see him tomorrow morning.

I sat down ready to order my food.