evan peters preferences & imagines

daddy kink - kit walker

Kit had been acting awfully weird around you since the night of your first sex since you had baby Walker. He wouldn't give you those kisses at the door, he would just give you a side hug and small kiss on the cheek.

"Kit, can I ask you something?" I bit down on my lip, instantly regretting it but I had to find out what is bothering him.

"I'll tell you later, babe. Love you." He said, grabbing his coat and giving the baby a kiss on the forehead.

I sighed and placed Hannie into the bassinet in the living room. She instantly sucked on her pacifier and began to close her small eyes, I laid a pink plush blanket over her and she was asleep.

I grabbed a bigger blanket and fell asleep on the sofa. A few hours later, I felt Kit press a kiss on my head.

"Good night, sleepy head." he chuckled, rubbing his long fingers through my brown hair.

"Will you tell me what's wrong?" I ask him, holding his hand in mine. His voice began to crack.

"Babe, the other night while you were sleeping. I heard you say Daddy Kit fuck me." he giggled.

"Well, maybe it's a sign that I want you to fuck me." I said, staring into his brown eyes.

"Gladly, obliged." he stands up to take off his work coat and then place a long wet kiss on my lips, and tugs on the hem of my blouse.

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Kit bended me over the bed, and began to plunge in and out of me at a fast pace. My stomach began to grow the familiar pit that it's always grown during the sex.

"Fuck, Daddy. I can't last much longer." I moan, holding onto the bed for support as his hips smacked hard into me, his long length plummeting in and out of me.

He moaned as he released his load inside of me. I moaned out in pleasure as my orgasm washed over me.

"Love you, daddy." I said, pressing a lazy kiss on his nose.

"Love you too, princess."