I'll wait for you (Dayasco)

The parents

After making sure Bandit had everything he needed, me and Daya set off for a special evening out, leaving Bandit to settle into his new home without the noise of me and Daya for awhile. We had chosen a fancyish restaurant down the street from our apartment for an unplanned dinner date. As we got dressed up, I couldn't help but admire Daya in his crisp shirt, the butterfly tattoo on his chest peeking out from beneath the fabric as he left the top button undone, it was teasing me.

The walk to the restaurant was filled with a playful banter and stolen glances, the bustling city streets illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights. Daya's blue eyes sparkled in the dim light, and i found myself getting lost in them, feeling a sense of comfort and love wash over me. I loved walking hand in hand with Daya anywhere. He was just so big and strong, I usually never felt safe walking anywhere. But with him, it was so different.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, the ambiance was elegant and romantic, with soft music playing in the background and the aroma of delicious food wafting through the air. Daya was being very charming and flirty across the table, making me feel like the most special girl in the world. I returned his flirtations with a smile, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment settle within me. 

Knowing that no matter how many months or weeks passed, how many times he saw me without makeup, my hair a mess and at my lowest, he still thought that I was the prettiest girl in the world.

I settled on a pizza, whilst Daya had a lasagna type thing. We both ate in silence, trying to fit in with the fancy dinner goers who surrounded us. We giggled as Daya dropped a chunk of pasta down onto his lap, earning glared from the table beside us.

After a delightful dinner, we decided we weren't ready to head home just yet, desperate to keep the thrill of the evening going. We both wanted to keep the night alive, so we ventured to a nearby club to have a few more drinks and dance the night away together. The energy in the club was infectious, the music pulsing through our bodies as we moved in sync on the dance floor.

In the midst of the crowded club, a careless man bumped into my back,  me to stumble slightly forwards. Before i could even  regain my balance, his hands were on my waist, his grip was tight and he attempting to pull her into a hug. Daya's protective instinct kicked in, and with a firm grip, he pulled me back so I crashed into his chest, his arm around me tightly, his expression a silent warning to the intruding stranger. The man, realizing his mistake, quickly backed away and disappeared into the crowd.

As the night progressed, I found myself tipsy from the drinks and laughter, my inhibitions loosening with each passing moment, and judging by Daya's swaying body I assumed he was too. The journey back home was a blur of laughter and small kisses, our steps unsteady as we stumbled into our living room. It was there, amidst the soft glow of the lamplight, that the playful kisses turned into something more passionate and intense.

-smut-

Daya's hands roamed over my body, igniting a fire within me that i couldn't resist. His touch sent sparks through my body, I needed him so badly. Just as things began to escalate, Daya moved to guide my head towards his lap with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I couldn't help but laugh, my heart swelling with love for this man. "Not in front of the baby," i teased, nodding towards Bandit's cage which was illuminated by the lamp beside it. Daya's adoring smile softened, and with a gentle gesture, he scooped me up into his arms and carried me towards our bedroom.

In the intimate space of our bedroom, the air was charged with passion as we both shed our clothes and embraced each other fully. My skin pressing against his, the sheets cradled our bodies as we kissed and explored each other with a ferocity born of love and desire. I became consumed by the need for closeness, I lifted up the covers and disappeared under them.

Finding myself lying down inbetween Daya's legs, stroking up and down them seductively. I took his length and licked up and down it from base to tip, revelling in the precum that was pumping out of him.

I finally took his entire length into my mouth, earring a guttural moan from Daya, I felt his hands entwined in my hair as he tried to keep himself together. His hips gently twitching up and down, forcing me to take more and more of his length into my mouth.

I gagged on him, desperate to please him.

Daya struggled to maintain his composure, his breath hitching with every movement of my head as he unraveled inside of my mouth. His load was huge and warm, I struggled to swallow it all, having to wipe my mouth afterwards to catch any which managed to escape my lips.

As we lay entwined in the aftermath, our breathing gradually slowing to a peaceful rhythm, Daya enveloped me in his arms, his touch gentle and loving. He played with my brown curly hair, each stroke a silent declaration of his affection for me, as he smoothed out the hairs he had disturbed during his desperation.

Being against his chest brought me a profound sense of peace. His heavy breathing beginning to slow as the night wore on. I slipped out of his arms, going to check on Bandit one more time before going to sleep. Daya laughed as he saw me head out the door. "Tell him dad says hi," he laughed softly as I headed to the living room.

Bandit ran over when he saw me approaching, filling my heart with love. I reach into his home, letting him sniff my finger before I gently stroke his head. "Goodnight little one," I say softly, closing his cage and heading back to bed.

"He says he misses his dad but mummy is his favourite," I tease to Daya as I jump back into bed next to him. "No way anyone would prefer you to me," he laughs, holding my hips and pulling me closer into him.