Undeniable Love

Chapter 6

Just before I start this I want to say how upset I am about everything that has happened in Florida in the past few days. Waking up yesterday to find out that Christina Grimmie had been shot was hard enough as I was a fan of hers. But waking up this morning to find out that there was a mass shooting in a gay bar in Orlando has completely broken my heart. Why can't people just accept people for who they love? Being part of the LGBTQIA+ community it really saddens me that people can be so low that they invade a gay bar and shoot  50+ innocent people. It disgusts me! I hope everyone around that area is safe now and I'm praying for Orlando.

Mitch POV

I woke up around nine-ish the next morning and was surprised that Scott was no longer lying next to me. I shouted his name a couple times and had no response so I suspected he'd gone to get us Starbucks.

Then there was the realization that I had no clothes on. I took a minute to process everything then said aloud "fuck, this actually happened didn't it? Wait, I slept naked? And with SCOTT? Was he naked? He looks good naked. Shut up Mitch!"

I was too busy talking to myself that I didn't notice Scott come home. I was sat on the bed still completely naked, trying to think about everything, then he entered the room.

"Mitch? You're naked" he said, completely bewildered.

"Stating the obvious dumbass" I replied. "Dress me, mommy's tired"

"Are you kidding? Fine, but only if I get a kiss," he said, blackmailing me, but I guess it wasn't bad because I mean who wouldn't want to kiss him?

"Okay daddy, if you insist" I said with a smirk, trying to find out whether he'd be into that sort of thing. He went red in the face and bit his lip, so I guess I'm getting somewhere.

He sat next to me on the bed and cupped my face in his hands. He leaned in slowly and his soft lips attached to mine. It felt like we'd been kissing for hours before he finally pulled away.

"Come on, let's get you dressed. You must be cold," he said, aw he's so caring.

When I say he dressed me, he literally put every piece of clothing on for me. I mean I really didn't expect it but I'm not complaining, I didn't have to use any effort.

When I was finally dressed, we headed to the couch and snuggled with Wyatt, because he felt left out. It felt weird, we were just snuggling, there was no talking and I ended up feeling awkward so I tried to start conversation.

"Scott?" no answer.

"Scottyyy?" still no answer.

Turns out he'd fallen asleep, that lazy idiot. I thought I'd test my luck, i leaned to his ear and quietly whispered "daddy?" to see if I'd get a response. About a second after I said it he shuddered but didn't seem to wake up.

I whispered it again but there was no movement. I just sat there then, but a few minutes after he began to make muffled noises. It honestly sounded as if he was having a nightmare and was trying to scream. Then those muffled sounds turned into moans.

"Scott what the-" I was cut off by him letting out an long and loud moan.

How the fuck is he still asleep?

Then another moan, and another. Then a quiet "fuck, Mitch" came from his mouth. Okay what is going on? I thought he was just messing with me and wasn't actually asleep, so after one more "Mitch" moan, I shook him.

"Mitch, what are you- wait, what's going on?"he asked. Surely he's messing with me?

"Scott, you are kidding me right?" I asked.

"Kidding about what? Mitch what's going on? Why did you wake me up? Wait why am I hard??"

"You really don't know what's happened, do you? Okay where do I start? We were snuggling with Wyatt, then he got bored of us so jumped down and probably went to my room. Then you fell asleep and you started making weird noises and I thought you were having a nightmare so I got scared but then you started moaning and I just- Scott, how many people do you know called Mitch?"

His face looked so funny while he was trying to process everything, he looked like a lost puppy, it was adorable.

"Only you"

I was expecting more than just two words, oh.

"Well you um, you kinda moaned my name. Like five times."
"Oh shit, are you serious?"
"Yup, what the fuck happened in your dream Scott?" I asked, I needed to know.
"Promise me you won't judge me?" He asked.
"Of course I won't. I promise you baby"

"Okay so it started of with us just cuddling in bed, then you climbed on top of me and made out with me, it was really hot. Then you sucked on my neck and that's probably where you first heard me moan because I did in my dream. Then you pulled my pants down and started teasing me through my boxers and I was getting really turned on and, ugh do I have to go on?"

"Yes, yes you do"

"Ughh, fine. I made you strip and long story short I fucked you senseless and you were calling me daddy and it was really hot and now I'm a mess"

"Holy s-shit" I stuttered. I shouldn't have worn skinny jeans ugh, I needed to adjust myself so bad but I couldn't so I tried to take my mind off it.

"I don't mind if you don't answer this, I completely understand if you don't want to. But do you have a daddy kink Scottie?"

I regretted asking as soon as the words left my mouth.

I can't let him know my fantasies, he'd probably find me weird and break up with me. He probably doesn't even have a daddy kink. Ugh why did I ask?!

"I mean, I guess. maybe. Do you?"

"I kind of do, but I'm not sure why. I guess I just like the thought of having no control over my body, being completely dominated. I've had fantasies, um, about you"

Mitch stop saying things like that! He's going to think you're CRAZY!

"Explain them?" He asked.

Oh no.

"You'll probably be weirded out and you'll hate me and think I'm gross and leave me and-"

"Mitch stop worrying, now I've got you I'm never leaving you, so don't even start to think about that happening. Now go on, explain."

How does he always do this? Always makes me spill, whatever it is.

"Fine. This sounds stupid, but whenever I'm getting off, I imagine you being in complete control of me, pinning me down, cuffing me to the bed, not letting me release until you give me permission, which could take forever. It's what turns me on but you probably think I'm a complete idiot now. I'm sorry, Scott."

"Fuck, that's so hot" he said, from his body language after he said that I'm guessing he didn't mean to say it aloud.

"Really?" I asked shyly, staring at the ground.

"Really." He responded.

How on earth am I meant to tell him that I want to try this? Then he'll think I'm crazy, surely. I can't risk it.

Thank you for reading! I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, this ones a lot longer than I usually do them, but I hope it isn't too long. If you did enjoy, make sure to vote and comment!
And as always,
Scömìche out✌🏽️