I Miss The Real You (Septiplier)

Daddy

Jack's POV:

Mark climbed back on top of me. I was already breathing hard. He nibbled on my ear.

"Are you ready?" He asked in a soft yet seductive voice.

My lips quivered. I nodded. I helped him push down his pants and boxers. He looked at me with big eyes and a grin. I squeezed his arm as I felt him thrust in. I gasped at his slow movement. My hand shook as he thrust again.

"F-faster!"

He grinned again. I moaned louder and louder each time. My hands flew up to his back and I ran them down. He thrust again, causing me to dig my nails into his back. He winced and I instantly moved my hands. I didn't want to hurt him.

He grabbed my hands and pinned them up over my head. I arched my back. He gained speed and I moaned again.

"Holy...SHIT!"

I wiggled my hands to try and get out but his grip was too strong. Instead I wrapped my legs around his waist. My eyes shot open when he thrust again. With this, I knew he'd hit my prostate.

"R-right there! Gahhh!"

He thrust harder. In between thrusts, he asked me a question. "Who's your daddy? Who's your daddy?"

I practically screamed out. "Y-you are! Mark is my daddy!"

I felt his hand wrap around my member. I bit my bottom lip as he began to pump slowly. My legs shook with pleasure.

"Mark I'm..."

"Keep it in until I say."

I shut my eyes tight and whined. "Whyyyyy?"

His grip on my wrists tightened. I arched my back again. I was so close. Mark needed to hurry up.

"Agh, d-daddy!"

His final thrusts were the best. I screamed as he exploded inside me. He continued to thrust and pump and looked at me.

"Da-daddy, please..."

I couldn't keep it in any longer. It felt too good. A grin tugged at his cheeks as he seen me struggling.

"Alright, go ahead."

He didn't even get the words out before I released onto our stomachs. He let go of my wrists and backed up. He reached out for my hand. I took a heavy breath before taking it. He led me to the bathroom to wash up.

Once we were done, I pulled on a shirt and glanced at him. My face flushed red and I turned back. How did I manage to find him? Most importantly, how did I almost lose him? I mean, technically it was his fault. But technically it was also mine. I didn't have to be a douchebag.

"Hey?"

I turned and climbed onto the bed.

"You okay?" He asked.

I nodded and pulled the covers. He slipped into the bed next to me. I pushed my body up to his. His warmth covered my body as his arm wrapped over my body. I closed my eyes and soon my breathing slowed.