TINDER❥ || Scömìche

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I had a great idea.
After half an hour of sitting on the couch and thinking about Scott I got a few naughty thoughts.
I walked to our bedroom on my tiptoes and then opened the door.
Scott was sitting on the bed writing something on his laptop.
I closed the door and crawled onto the bed and then tried to sit in his lap.
"Are you still mad at me?", I whispered into his ear.
"Never have been", he answered with a deep voice.
He was so hot.
I began kissing down his attractive jaw but received a push back.
"Mitch, you're drunk"
"No, Scotty, I'm not! I only drank the one glass you saw me drink and that isn't enough to make me drunk!"
He couldn't stop me and I grabbed his laptop, set it on the floor and startled his hips continueing to kiss down his neck and sucking on his skin.
"Not now, I have to work"
"You don't and you know that", I bit my lip seductiveley and stroked his torso tugging on his shirt. He pushed my hand away and tried to grab his laptop again but I grabbed his arms and stopped him.
Instead I began touching his buldge but I was interrupted.
"That's enough, Mitchell!", he suddenly said loudly and in a rough tone and then threw me back on the bed so that he was above me pinning my wrists on the bed.
I gasped and smirked.
He kissed me passionately and then took mine and his own shirt off with some of my help.
My boyfriend placed a few light kisses on my stomach going more and more downwards and then slowly pulling of my trousers with boxershorts.
I shivered when the cold air hit my erection.
He looked up at me before taking in my whole length, swirling his tounge around my tip and shaft making me moan and grab the sheets.
Suddenly he removed and I whimpered.
"No, please, daddy?"
He came up to my face. "Daddy?"
"Oops sorry, it was an accident", I didn't want to call him like that instead I got red and looked at the pillow next to me.
"No, don't worry, I like it", the taller boy sucked on my earlob gaining a moan from me.
"P-please, I-I need you, now!"
He immediately grabbed lube and a condom and put the condom on while I was watching him hungrily.
"Wait, are you sure about this? I don't want to hurt you again and of course I'll prep you first", now he looked worried and concerned.
I loved when he cared about me. So sweet.
"You won't hurt me and I really do want it! Now I know that you like me back I-I don't have to disguise and... please no prep"
"No prep, but-?"
"Don't talk, just do it"
"Ok", he kissed me tenderly before slowly placing himself in the right postion and then slowly pushing in.
As soon as he had his tip in I stopped him, waited for two seconds and then pressed him futher into me.
Soon his whole length was filling me and after adjusting I nodded to signalize him he can move.
He started slowly getting deeper and deeper, you could tell he wanted to be careful but I didn't want that.
I pushed his face towards me and whispered into his ear: "Fuck me hard, daddy!"
His eyes were dark and filled with lust and he immediately started pounding into my ass making me scream out in pleasure and grab the sheets.
"God, Mitch, you're so tight!", he groaned and his deep voice turned me on even more.
Suddenly he hit my spot and I screamed louder than before.
"Please, Scott, yes, right- right there!", I moaned gripping his back and probably leaving marks like his hands on my hips.
He went faster and harder with every thrust and my moaning got louder and louder!
I rolled my eyes back when I felt myself getting closer.
"S-Scott, I'm gonna cum!", I managed to say.
"Me too, babe! Cum with me, let it go!" He began pumping my dick and only seconds later we both came moaning and screaming, me onto my stomach and his chest and he into the condom.
He pulled out slowly and fell next to me.
For a few moments the only thing you could hear was our heavy breathing.
Then he began cleaning up both of us and then cuddled closer.
"Wow, that- that was amazing", he whispered and I looked over to him into his eyes smiling.
"Yes, it was"
"I love you, Mitchy"
"I love you too, Scotty"
He pulled me into a long kiss and I could literally feel his love for me.
Sometimes he pulled away just looking at me and then putting the blanket over us covering our naked bodys.
Our skin touched and I could feel every inch of him. Every inch.
"Was I too rough though?", he now asked worried.
"No, I really like your rough side! Stop worrying about stuff!", I giggled and stroked his cheek leaving kisses everywhere on his face.
He pressed my face into his chest and I loved smelling him.
Like that we fell asleep.