Loud House Experience Chapter 7

Chapter 10 part 2

Michael let out what could have been a whimper when he was called 'babe', damn, how attention starved was he?
"See something you like?~"
Shit shit shit, fuck yes he did. "Yes.."
"Then kiss me, pretty boy."
FUCK HES HOT; TOO HOT? NEVER.
Parris went closer to the blushing man and put his hands on either side of his face, as if examining it. "You're so cute, baby."
Michael shuddered, his knees weak arms are heavy, vomit on his sweater alrea- you get the point.
Michael slowly inched closer to the taller man, eventually connecting their lips, the Afton very shy, and Parris very lustful, as he grabs Michaels hair and shoves his face harder into his own.
Michael let out a cute little moan as he kissed Parris, fuck, was he dreaming? This was heaven.
Parris smirked against his lips, slowly pulling away, leaving Michael a whining mess.
"Shh, be a good boy and sit on that chair, doll."
"Y-yes, sir..?"
"Good."
Michael shuffles over to the chair, about to sit when he is pinned against the seat. Michael squeaked, and Parris basked in that cute little sound. Fuck this guy was perfect, he may be tall, but he's quite a bit shorter than Parris, which makes him feel even more powerful when he has the man trapped between his thighs.
"Please.." breathed Michael.
"Please what, baby boy? Use your words for me, doll."
"Please, this is embarrassin- AH" Michael let out a mix between a moan and a scream when Parris started palming his clothed boner, leaving Michael shaking and trying to grind against his hand.
"Do I need to teach you a lesson, boy?"
"Please punish me daddy."
"Now we're talkin."
Michael was horny as fuck now, he never thought calling someone 'daddy' would turn himself on this much..
Did Michael have daddy issues? Fuck yeah he did, but he never thought he'd have.. this type of kink. Parris smirked and could see the gears turning in Afton's pretty head.
"Baby, it's okay, I'll take care of you." Parris started to pet his hair.
Michael wanted to cry, mostly because he'd never been cared for like this, and because his dick was about to explode.
Michael started thrusting into the air, searching for any sort of friction he could, until he was pinned down by the waist.
"Fuck the things I want to do to you.." Parris breathed into Michael's ear, then proceeded to leave hickeys on Afton's neck and jawline.
"Please, please do them to me. I'm begging you."
Parris unbuckled Michael's belt, undid his pants, and grasped his throbbing cock. Michael let out a soft whimper, it was almost feminine, fuck that was hot. Parris kept kissing down his neck, leaving marks that Michael would regret later in the night, but his head too clouded with lust to even care currently.
"D-daddy please.. faster, harder, anything please.." Whispered Michael.
"Would it really be right to have our first time in a place like this, baby boy?"
"Please I'll take you anywhere, I can't take it anymore it hurts, daddy."
Parris sped up his actions, leaving Michael a moaning, squirming mess. Parris thumbed at his slit, and Michael came, ropes of cum spirting out onto his work shirt.
"T-thank you, sir.."
"You were such a good boy for me, Michael. That's it, breathe in and out."
Parris got up as he was catching his breath, grabbing some tissues to clean Michael up.
"How was that, baby? Was it okay?" Parris asked, while gently stroking Michael's hair, calmly whispering.
"It was so so good, fuck you're perfect."
Parris's face lit up like a flashlight, he blushed. Michael looked down, realizing Parris wasn't.. taken care of.
"Don't worry about it doll, tonight was about you~" Michael flushed, he was so flustered, he couldn't think straight. (Ha get it)
"Are you sure?.. I don't mind helping!" Michael was silenced when a finger came to his mouth, shushing him.
"Baby, I'm sure." He said, with a warm, genuine smile.
6AM hit.