Truffle Butter

Children

Ashanti's POV

I was calm. I didn't want them to see that I was slightly scared. I was nervous. I mean I did the stuff before but it was only a first time thing.

"Uh- um- I- uh what s-should I do?" I nervously looked down at my hands. "Just do whatever feels right." Harry said shifting uncomfortably. He was waiting for me to do something and I had no idea what the hell to do.

"Could you help me?" I asked with pleading eyes. "Of course babe." He said softly.

"Ashanti, darling, you are okay." Harry chuckled lightly grasping my slightly shaking hands into his. I nodded and followed his directions.

Just do whatever feels right.

I dipped down and kissed his torso. I wasn't too sure if I was going something wrong but by the looks of it, he seemed pretty pleased.

Harry's eyes began to darken as I reached the waist band of his boxers. "Daddy?" I asked quietly. He pinned me on the bed and smirked lightly.

"I want to hear you scream." He whispered, kissing the now light purple hickey forming on my neck.

He took off my bra and I gasped at his sudden touch. The pleasurable experience was too much for what I could handle.

He touched all over my body which drives me absolutely insane. "Daddy... Aren't I supposed to be pleasuring you?" I asked confused.

He ignored my question and slid two fingers into me without warning. My eyes widened and I clenched onto the bedsheets.

"Daddy! I-uh." I managed to let out. "Harry." Louis warned. Harry ignored his calls and kept on going. Harry stopped his actions and grabbed a small bottle.

Lube most likely.

Harry's POV

"Harry." Louis warned. I just ignored him. I don't know why though. I just ignored him. I knew that I was taking it too far. I wasn't supposed to go that far with her but I just couldn't control myself.

It was like it wasn't even me. I was probably scaring the living shit out of her. I felt so trapped in my own body. I wanted to stop but I just couldn't. It just drove me crazy of how much she loved it.

Me, pleasuring her just drove me straight insane. I wanted to do it all the time. Now that I know how she feels about me then I probably can.

What if she just said it because I said it though?

What if she just likes me for my looks?

What if I'm just a "daddy" to her?

No Harry! Ashanti loves you for you and nothing else!

I smiled at the thought that she actually did love me for me.

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I held Ashanti close as she was on her phone reading a book and listening to music. I watched her closely just taking in all of her motions.

She was just flawless.

How did I get so lucky just getting to teach and love a girl like her?

I ask myself this every time I look at her. She's just so beautiful.

She set her phone down on the nightstand and turned to me. "Thank you." She said quietly tracing shapes on my chest with her small fingers.