[ SMUT WARNING: don't want it? don't read it. Scott has been very confused and frustrated, and it's time for his kinky ass to finally get all that out of him, along with something else coming out of hi — sorry
and Scott does not get laid often, so he doesn't carry condoms around, so we can't have a Danny Devito Frank Reynolds moment where he drops his monster condom for his magnum dong
but also, wrap it before you tap it, my friends even if you're on the pill ]
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I'M SORRY.
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DAISY was in Lily's room, DJ having asked the girl for a favor as she didn't want the dog on her own all night. After sending the requesting text, DJ forgot about her phone, letting Scott lead her to his room
And now, Scott was eying her like she was something to eat as she leaned up against his closed and locked motel room door innocently, looking up at him through thick eyelashes. So, he stalked forward, bending down low as he did in order to catch her lips in a kiss.
It was different than the others, she noticed. Rougher. Hungrier. More raw.
It made her stomach twist deliciously in excitement — but also nervousness.
What if he expected something past kissing?
Blurting out that she was a virgin would ruin the mood that was slowly building as he slid his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch of it like it was something to claim and own.
If ever someone was to own her, she'd let it be him.
So, DJ kept her lips shut — metaphorically, as Scott's tongue was still down her throat.
"Jump for me, honey," he murmured against her mouth. And DJ did as told, hopping so that he could catch her, lifting her by her thighs as he stood at his full height, pressing her up against the door. "Good girl."
DJ choked on his mouth, not expecting for every nerve in her body to feel like it was on fire from his sudden praise.
Scott pulled back from the kiss, a smirk on his pretty lips as he noticed her flushed cheeks and heaving chest. "You like that?" he asked, leaning in, his teeth skimming the column of her throat. "You wanna be my good girl?"
"Please," she said breathlessly, beginning to tremble in his strong hold. She could feel him pressed against her belly, so hard and big and growing. She couldn't help but writhe against him, loving how he sucked in a sharp breath.
He hummed before beginning to suck on her neck harshly, leaving bruising and biting marks as he began carrying her toward the bed. He sat her on the edge of it, resting on his knees as he continued to kiss her.
