Daddy Ash [ a.f.i ]

chapter twenty-three

Ashton's POV

I scurry off to jades bathroom, my pants causing my growth to get bigger.

"God damn it Ashton." I say to myself once I get in there.

Why did I think a show about lesbians in prison was a good idea?

I undo my belt and pants, pulling them down quickly as I start stroking my member.

I pick up my pace and soon begin to feel pleasure.

"Oh fuck." I mutter under my breath.

I get a firmer grip as I go faster with every stroke. Soon building my high until I finally release.

I wipe myself up and clean any mess I made, wash my hands, and find Jade in her room.

Well this is awkward.

"Uh thanks.." I gesture towards the bathroom behind me.

"For uh.. letting me use the restroom."

"Oh it's no biggie.." she says quietly as she giggles a little.

A smile plasters itself across my face when she giggles. I see her searching for new clothes.

"Going out?"

"I feel better so I figured why not make the most of the day."

I walk over to her closet and search through, looking at all of her clothes. Her style is completely adorable.

I grab a black skater skirt, a black and white striped shirt, her all black vans, and cream colored thigh highs.

"Wear this." I lay it all out on her bed and she's impressed with my ability to put together an outfit.

"Okay, thank you." she smiles at me and starts taking her shirt off in front of me.

"Do you want me to go?" I laugh a little as she puts on her new shirt.

"I mean you don't have to go? unless you need to be somewhere else."

"Not at all."

"Okay, well if you want we can go do something together?"

"Um yeah sure!" I get a little excited and go to walk away as she slips on her skirt.

"Hey ash, on thing before you step out."

"Yeah?"

"Can you zip this skirt up the rest of the way?"

I walk back over to her and slowly zip it up as she brushes off her shirt. I look at her every movement and remember why I fell in love with her.

A tear slips out of my eye without me knowing as she turns around.

"Why are you crying?"

I wipe my face off and play it off as if I wasn't.

"I was?? Oh.."

"Come on Ashton, spill."

"I just, I look at you and remember why I fell for you and why I'm so deeply in love with you."

"Why did you fall for me?"

"Because of your beauty for one, but just every little thing about you. The way you bite your lip or nails when you get nervous. Or when you blush at the slightest things."

"And why did you fall in love with me?"

"Because you make me feel so different. I've never been so attracted to a girl before, I feel like if I don't have you then I can't survive. you're the air in my lungs, I need you."

"Oh Ashton.." she wraps her arms around me and hugs me tightly. It throws me off at first but when I finally hug her back, I don't want to let go.

I know she doesn't want to let go either because she clenches my shirt in her hands.

"I really do love you kitten."

"I love you too Ashton."

"I don't want to rush you, but.. when can you be my girlfriend?" I ask finally.

She looks up at me shocked at my words.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah.."

"Promise me that you won't do what you've done to me before." she holds up her pinky.

"I promise." I lock pinkies with her and lean in, kissing her softly. That's a feeling I've missed.

"I'll be your little kitten." she whispers when we break apart.

"I don't think you understand how much this means to me."

"I do, because you asking me that shows that you're already changing even though it's only been 24 hours."

"I just don't want us to fight anymore." she adds on.

"We won't babygirl. I'm going to go to a therapist and start finding ways to curve my anger."

"I'm so proud of you." she cups my face in her hands and smiles.

I smile back and we let go of each other. She sits on her bed and pulls her socks on, finally lacing up her vans.

"Let's go." she grins as she grabs my hand, I love the way she holds my hand. We don't intertwine fingers, she holds my hand like a little girl would hold her fathers hand. Sometimes she even holds my finger.

"Can we walk?" she asks

"Whatever you want to do."

"I just want fresh air." she half smiles and keeps pulling me along.

We walk for 15 minutes before we see urban outfitters. When we walk in her eyes light up, I know it's her favorite spot to shop.

She walks over and starts looking through the clothes.

"ugh."

"What?"

"I'm so broke, everything is so expensive here." she frowns as she looks at all the clothes in the store.

I walk up to her, putting my hand on her lower back and pulling her close so I can whisper in her ear.

"Don't worry about it, daddy will take care of you." I kiss her ear softly and let go.

"Ashton."

"Don't. Just pick out some stuff." I urge her, I can see it in her face. she wants to get stuff but she feels guilty.

"Ashton I can't do that to you."

"You've been nothing but amazing to me, you deserve this. Now please." I point at the racks she was just at and she gives in.

After an hour or two of searching the racks and trying clothes on we walk out with three bags full of clothes.

"I can't believe you." she says when we step out.

"What? you need to get use to being spoiled." I say as I carry two of her bags.

"Plus I think you're going to look really hot in some of those outfits." I say quietly as we walk down the street.

She turns a deep shade of red as she punches me in the chest playfully.

"Shut up."

"Make me."