80s Band Imagines

💙Izzy #11- *Up All Night

Smut. That's it.

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"Bug. Sweetheart. Need you to wake up."
Izzy prompted.

I groaned and turned over, smacking Izzy in the process.

"Ow- fuck! Babe, that was my nose."
He cried out, clutching his face dramatically.

"There a reason I'm awake at 2:37 in the morning?"
I asked groggily, looking at the clock.

"Babe. Need help."
He groaned.

"At 2:37?"
I asked, confused.

"Babe."
He said, grabbing my hand and dragging it down into his boxers.

"Awe. Does someone have a problem?"
I smiled, giving him a teasing squeeze.

"Fuck- don't be a tease, baby."
He half whined and half hissed.

"Why not, Daddy?"
I asked, the name causing him to flip over on top of me and gather my wrists with one of his hands above my head.

"Sweetheart, I'm not in the mood to play tonight. So be a good girl and help Daddy. Hm?"
He practically growled in my face.

I nodded, and he leaned down to kiss me softly, much different from his tone of voice. He cupped my face with one of his hands and let my wrists go before trailing the other hand down to my hip. He trailed his hand under my panties and slipped two fingers in unexpectedly, causing me to yelp into his mouth.

"You alright, baby?"
He asked, not moving his fingers.

"I'm fine, just- please."
I whined, bucking my hips into his and bringing him down to kiss me again.

"Hold on, baby. Let's get your panties off, hm? Be more comfortable like that. And my shirt too."
Izzy said, climbing off me and taking my underwear off, and throwing them on the floor, my shirt making its way off after.
Izzy then straddled one of my thighs and kissed me again before sliding one finger in.
I whined, whimpered, and squirmed on the bed underneath him.

"Shh. Calm down, baby. Got all night; let me work you right so you can squirt for me."
Izzy said into my ear, beginning to pump his finger.
I sighed and moaned out when he added a second one.

"That better, baby? Hm? Feel a little more full? You g'na be a good girl if I give you another one?"
He asked, almost taunting me. Almost.

I quickly nodded and let out a pornographic moan when another finger effortlessly made its way into the mix.

"Fuck, look at that pretty pussy, baby. Swallowing my fingers. That feel good, baby?"
He asked, causing me to nod and throw my head back when he found that special spot with a curl of his fingers.

"Daddy! D-addy! T-here, shit- righ-t the-re!"
I stuttered out, my moans breaking up my words.

Izzy nodded and immediately started moving his fingers against that spot, quickly bringing me to the edge.

"Daddy- Daddy! G'na- fuck! Please!"
I begged, squirming and thrashing on the comforter.

"What, Sweetheart? Gonna cum on my fingers? Huh? Come on, baby. Squirt for me."
Izzy gritted filthily before attaching himself to one of my nipples.

"N-never! C-can't! Oh my fuck! Daddy!"
I cried out, squirming from where I was underneath him.

"Squirt for me, baby. Be a good girl."
Izzy rasped, curling his fingers at an unbearable pace.