the elegant captain hook | scömìche

chapter sixteen

okay so the reasons i'm updating twice in one day are as follows:

a.) i had the chapter done

b.) next week is my thanksgiving break so my family is going on a cruise. i'll probably forget to update tomorrow morning before school and we're leaving right after, so this would've been tomorrow's chapter

to all of you asking for smut, yOu'rE in luCK

my poor asexual self was so uncomfortable writing it but i tried really hard

honestly it's super bad and i really hate it but enjoy

~ansley

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Scott slept peacefully this time. He didn't want to admit it, but it was because Mitch's arms were holding him close and keeping him safe.

When Scott woke up again, Mitch had fallen asleep too. His arm was draped lazily over Scott's shoulders and Scott was half on top of him, his head on Mitch's chest. Scott made a small noise and nuzzled against Mitch's chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart. Mitch pulled Scott closer in his sleep, and Scott smiled shyly, peeking up at him. His gaze focused on Mitch's lips and he had to resist the urge to kiss him.

Minutes passed like hours, and Scott had to say he genuinely didn't want to go home. Anywhere was better than Ikikaland. Scott's life had been a living hell before. Sure, it was now too, but at least Scott had someone to kiss the tears away. Even though Mitch was very confusing and mysterious and harsh, Scott definitely liked him. In fact, he liked him a lot. Mitch hurt him and used him, but he also held him and kissed him. Mitch was messing with Scott's heart.

As soon as Mitch stirred and started to open his eyes, Scott hurriedly closed his own and pretended to still be asleep. He didn't want the moment to end. He wanted Mitch to hold him forever.

Surprisingly, it worked. Mitch smiled sleepily as he stared down at the "sleeping" boy on top of him, massaging the back of his neck. Goosebumps rose on Scott's skin and he shivered, moving closer to Mitch. The captain laughed softly and stopped, simply slipping his hand under Scott's shirt and resting his hand on his bare back, but Scott still shivered again — Mitch's hands were cold, like they usually were. Mitch frowned a bit and pulled the covers up over then, and Scott relaxed.

They stayed like that for a while. It was so long, in fact, that Scott actually began to fall back asleep. His muscles relaxed and he crawled totally on top of Mitch, tucking his head in his neck. As soon as he was comfortable, he slipped into oblivion once more.

Mitch smiled again as Scott moved on top of him and wrapped his arms around his waist, rubbing small circles on his back. A small part of him urged him to push Scott off and take him right there, but luckily the majority was too comfortable and happy. He leaned his head against Scott's and closed his eyes.

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A few hours later, when Scott finally stirred, Mitch reluctantly opened his eyes and waited patiently for Scott to awaken. Slowly, sleepy blue eyes met Mitch's, and Mitch smiled. "Hi, darling," he murmured, bringing his hand back up to play with the shorter hairs on the back of Scott's neck. Scott shivered, but smiled sleepily up at Mitch. "Hi, Daddy," he said softly, subconsciously nuzzling against Mitch's hand. "Did you sleep okay?" Mitch asked, and Scott nodded, his eyes fluttering closed as he leaned into Mitch's touch. "Yes, Daddy. Thank you."

Mitch smiled and moved his hand away from Scott's neck, running it down over Scott's back and to his thighs. Scott shivered and let out a small moan as Mitch got closer and closer to a certain area. Mitch smiled wider and switched their positions, straddling his prisoner and turning his attention to his neck. Scott moaned again and tilted his head to the side so Mitch could get to his neck easier, and Mitch immediately sucked on the spot where Scott's neck met his shoulder. Scott's breathing hitched and he made a small noise, clutching at the sheets. Mitch moved from that spot and to the mark he made on Scott's skin, nibbling gently to renew it. Scott moaned louder and arched his back, but whined softly as Mitch pulled away.

*smut warning*

"Get undressed and lay on your stomach on the bed," Mitch commanded, and Scott hurriedly obeyed, practically ripping his shirt off and tugging his pants down as fast as he could. Mitch watched him hungrily, his eyes dark with lust.

Scott gasped as he felt Mitch brush his fingers over his thigh, arching his back and whining softly. Mitch smirked and brought his fingers closer to his entrance, teasing him. Scott moaned louder and tried desperately to get Mitch to move closer, but Mitch was stubborn, and he teasingly slid his fingers just into him. Scott moaned loudly, his entire body afire. "Do I need to tie you up?" Mitch asked softly, slowly pumping his fingers in and out. Scott's eyes fluttered closed and he moaned again, his head falling against his arm. He couldn't think straight. It was like Mitch and his fingers were the only thing that mattered.

"Daddy... Please..." Scott moaned, trying desperately to get him to move. Mitch, however, refused, taking his hand away and setting it neatly in his lap. Scott whined loudly, his body humming with pleasure. "Are you going to be a good boy?" Mitch asked Scott softly, tilting his head slightly. Scott hurriedly nodded, a small whimper escaping his lips— he'd do anything to get Mitch to touch him again. Mitch smiled and leaned over to kiss him briefly, then stood up and undressed himself. Scott immediately tried to get up and attack him with kisses, but Mitch held up a hand. "No. Did I give you permission to move?" Scott froze and slowly shook his head, terrified Mitch wouldn't touch him and he'd be left teetering on the edge. "No, Daddy," he whispered shakily, his muscles tense. "That's right. Lay back down or no release for you," Mitch commanded, and Scott obeyed immediately, trembling slightly.

Mitch finished undressing and straddled Scott, grinding down on him. Scott moaned and arched his back into him, desperate for more friction, but Mitch forced him down again. "Stop moving," he snarled, and Scott whined but obeyed.

"You're mine. All mine," Mitch growled. Scott moaned and nodded, his eyes closing again. "Yes, Daddy. All yours." Mitch leaned down to bite at Scott's neck, sucking harshly to remind him who he belongs to. Scott moaned, but he cried out even louder as Mitch suddenly pushed into him, without a condom or lube or anything. "Can you take me bareback?" Mitch snarled in Scott's ear, digging his fingers into his hips. Scott was on cloud nine, pleasure shooting through his body. "Y-Y-Yes, Daddy," he moaned, and Mitch smirked, pulling back out just to slam roughly into him again.

All that could be heard were Scott's desperate moans and Mitch's occasional groans of pleasure. Scott was already so sensitive, so it didn't take long for him to release with the loudest moan of all. Mitch, however, was just getting started. Soft whimpers and whines escaped Scott's lips as Mitch continued to slam into him until his release only a few minutes later.

*kay you good fam*

Mitch pulled out, breathing heavily. Scott arched his back as the feeling of being filled left him, his own chest heaving. Mitch shakily got up and got a few napkins from a box in the corner, beginning to gently clean Scott and himself off. Scott shivered at his gentle touch, and Mitch smiled softly, throwing the napkins away and crawling back in bed next to Scott. "C'mere," he murmured, laying down and opening his arms. Scott immediately moved into them, collapsing in his arms and burying his face in Mitch's chest. Mitch smiled tiredly and pulled the covers over them, pressing a soft kiss to Scott's forehead. "Sleep well, darling."