little monster | chris\ryan [c]

22 + naughty

A/N: lil life update. so like, i kissed someone for the first time today (yep. first kiss ever.) and then i realized thaaaaat i'm aromantic hahahahaha dating isn't for me 😂😂 it wasn't like it was a bad kiss or anything, it just didn't feel like something i'd wanna do, and it kinda just felt like 'human interaction that isn't really necessary; this bores me.' that and the idea of dating lowkey makes me wanna vomit because i'd rather hang out w/ my best friend than be committed to a boyfriend/girlfriend/whatever hahah. anyway just had to get that off of my shoulders. anyway, moving right the fuck on~
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Sometimes I forget how big Daddy's cock is. Until, of course, he's got me moaning and screaming like the slut we both know I am. Face it, under my vicious, bloodsucking, Dracula-like persona, I'm basically a sex craving little whore.

I might not look it, but believe me, I am. I mean, it's always the quiet ones you don't expect it from. Look at Josh, even. He's shy and sweet but the second the clothes come off, it's a different story.

"Daddy- mmh-" I moaned rather loudly as he continued to fuck me. The look on his face was unlike anything else. It was pure dominance and control, both of which I'm a sucker for him having over me.

Something about knowing someone has complete control over me- me being willing, of course,- just gives me butterflies.

It's even more amazing because I trust him so much, and that's such a good feeling. Cause I know he wouldn't ever hurt me. Not in a bad way, if you get what I mean.

Keeping my wrists pinned in place, Daddy slowed his pace, obviously knowing it'd drive me crazy.

Being dark creatures, he and I could probably go at this for quite a long time before getting to our highs. Daddy knows how to make me work for it, though.

There's one thing that I'm sure can drive any little absolutely batshit; you're getting nailed, and it's a quick pace. You get used to it, and you feel so close to release, but then your partner just slows down.

It drives me crazy.

"Daddy," I cried softly, quick to get whiny. After all, I'm horny. "Don' fuckin' tease me," I huffed.

Daddy rocked his hips slowly, making me moan. For fuck's sake, I can't deal with this. He repeated the action with a sly smirk, nibbling at my earlobe lightly. "You seem to have forgotten who is in charge, little one.. Need I remind you that you do not give the orders? I'm most certainly going to have to take you over my knee for how you've been acting. Brats do get punished," He told me.

I bit back a moan when Daddy bucked his hips, eyes slipping shut. "Mh- Fuck," I whined without a second thought.

Daddy pulled out slowly, and I whimpered at the loss of contact. He sat back on the bed, easily pulling me over his knees. "Good boys don't cuss, my little brat. What a naughty boy you've been today," He tutted.

I shuddered as he trailed his fingertips down over the small of my back, hand resting on my ass.

I love Daddy's hands, but the one downside is that I know damn well I wont be sitting comfortably for a long time once he's finished with me.

"But Daddy-" I began, sounding as innocent as possible. He smacked my ass, not too hard, but hard enough to shut me up.

"Butts are for smacking, not for making excuses," Daddy warned.

Deciding being a little brattier couldn't hurt, I found myself grinding against Daddy's leg rather desperately.

My ass was going to be sore after this, but it's worth it.

A/N: i shall continue in the next chapter- i'm tired af rn. excuse my awful 'smut'
xxh