little monster | chris\ryan [c]

19 + problem

A/N: question...... what do you guys wanna see more or less of in this?
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I've decided that there is absolutely nothing worse than being horny as all hell while you're not exactly able to fix your problem. It's bugging me, but I'm not gonna just jerk off at someone else's house- I can't do that! Plus I dunno how happy Daddy would be with me..

I tried not to shift around much, but Joshy's a cuddler and so I kinda had to move around a lot and that really didn't help my situation.

I swear, though, demons have some sort of horny radar. It's like they can tell who everyone that is or isn't horny in a five mile radius is. But Josh didn't seem upset, per se, so I'll take it as a good sign?

Though, he did seem a little amused, so I think that's why he intentionally kept on moving around so I had to move as well. Thanks a lot, Josh.

As you can imagine, I was getting a little whiny and impatient at that point. Because evidently my dick is persistent and my brain is screaming 'Ryan! You're horny as fuck!'

What amazing luck I've got.

Josh giggled a bit, humming to himself. "You're actin' sorta funny, Ryan," He said as sweetly as possible, tilting his head at me. "Somethin' wrong?" He asked with a pout.

I whined dramatically. "Nuh-uh," I lied, crossing one leg over the other and biting my lip, unlocking my phone to text Daddy.

"Don' lie," Josh teased me with a giggle as he leaned back against the arm of the couch.

We're both sick and I'm horny and it's making me feel bratty but I gotta act good if I wanna really impress Daddy..

"M'not lyin'," I said.

Josh giggled again. He's got one of those cutesy, bubbly giggles that you can't be mad at, ever. "I can read'ya like an open book, Ryaaan," He chirped, and I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Aw hush," I mumbled, pouting some more as I started to type out a text to Daddy.

"I could ask Mommy if she'd be okay with me playing with you for a little while," Josh spoke up after a moment. "I-If you wanna, I mean. I know I wouldn't wanna be in your situation all day without bein' able'ta fix it," He said, picking at a thread on one of the rips over the knee of his jeans.

I blinked. "Really-..?" I asked enthusiastically. I'm shy, but not like that. I mean, I don't have a problem doing dirty stuff with friends, strangers, anyone. As long as I want to, you know?

He nodded quickly, his own cheeks rosier than my own. "Want me to ask-..?" He asked, and I nodded a little. "Uh-huh.. I'll text my Daddy jus' 'ta make sure it's okay," I told him.

He nodded again and flashed one of those sweet little smiles of his before getting up from the couch and skipping off to talk to Ryan-Ashley downstairs.

I erased whatever I had typed before, typing a new text out. I decided the innocent approach would be best.

'daaaddyyyyyyyyyyy??' I sent, watching the three dots show up to indicate he was already typing back. 'Yes, baby boy? xx' He finally replied.

I licked my lips before snapping a quick pouty picture to make my request a little better. People can't resist my pouting- Daddy included. Usually..

'can i pretty please play with josh if his mommy's okay with iiiiit?? <3' I sent in response.

Daddy replied a lot slower this time, only sending a mocking little 'Hmmm.. I don't know about that.....'

'but dADDYYYYYYYY' I sent back, trying to be as cute as possible, all while being a little more dramatic than necessary.

'On one condition.' Daddy sent back.

'????' I quickly replied, already antsy. 'I want pics 👅 Just make sure it's okay with Josh first. xx' He sent back, and I snickered.

Well, I'm damn well gonna take the sexiest pictures I can, if Joshy's okay with it. He probably will be, so I'm not worried. This is gonna be fun.