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a/n: thank you to flxwless-zjm and tiffycorn for helping me with this chapter!

I went up the steps and went into my dorm. I opened my door and closed it behind me. "Avi?" I heard Mitch's voice call out my name.

"Yeah." I responded in confirmation. His door opened and he rushed out.

"Did you get the bottles of wine like I asked you to?" He questioned me. I furrowed my brows in confusion. "Did you not get my messages? I thought you went to go get your phone."

"I did get it," I replied. "I just f-forgot to check my messages." I added, nervously.

"What were you even doing? I thought you said you were going to be back in under an hour. It's been two hours since you left." It wasn't a case of what I was doing, it was who I was doing.

"I just decided to clear my mind and go for a walk. I guess I lost track of time." I tried to convince him but he wasn't buying it.

"You've been lying a lot recently. What did you go d-" The doorbell rang, cutting Mitch off. "Oh, the pizzas here." He walked over to the door and opened it.

I limped over to my room and put my phone on charge. I changed out of my outfit into some more comfortable clothing. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw all the hickeys on my neck. I had no idea on how to get rid of them, so I kept them.

I walked back out into the main room and sat on the couch. Mitch walked back into the room holding two boxes of pizza. He put them down on the table and went into the kitchen. "You're so lucky we still have some wine." He joked and I laughed. "Would you like a cup?" He asked me.

"Sure." I answered. He came out with two glasses full of red wine. He handed one to me and I drank from it. I thought I'd hate it but I loved it. It was sweet but had that burning taste in my tongue.

I heard my phone buzz from my room and I went to go get it. I sat back on the couch and checked my notifications. I had received multiple messages from Scott. "Who is it?" Mitch asked.

"It's him." I answered. Mitch rushed to sit next to me.

"What did he say?" He questioned leaning towards my phone. I turned my phone towards him.

Scott: I've been thinking about you.

"Oh," He took a sip from his wine. "Respond to him."

Me: You have?

Scott: There's something inside of you that's hungry.

"Oh my God!" He exclaimed and I giggled.

Scott: There's so many things i want to do to you.

Me: Like what?

Scott: I wanna make you mine. I wanna mark every single inch of your body so you and everyone else will no who you belong to.

"Mitch, what do I say?" I whined. He snatched my phone out of my hands.

"Let me show you how it's done." He started typing.

Me: Mmm... what else?

Scott: I wanna fuck you so hard. I have already but I wanna do it again and again and again, making your body so weak and practically useless I want to just ruthlessly pound into your ass, making you scream my name so fucking loud.

He turned the phone to me and my face began to burn up.

Me: Yeah daddy?

"Daddy?" I nearly choked on my wine. "Mitch, no."

"Too late." He joked.

Scott: Fuck yes.

Me: What if I told you I was about to cum right now?

Scott: Are you touching yourself thinking about all this?

Me: Mhm...tell me more daddy im gonna lose it.

"Why do you keep calling him daddy?" I questioned curiously.

"Aww, you're so cute," He pinched my cheeks, leaving red marks on them. "You call him daddy because it'll make him feel powerful and strong. It's to boost his confidence." He sipped from his glass. "So you better start calling him daddy."

My phone started buzzing again. "Mitch, he's calling me," I informed him whilst panicking. "What do I do?"

"Pick up." He responded. "But sound sexy."

"I can barely speak to him." Mitch took my phone out of my hand and swiped to pick up. He put it on speaker and handed the phone back to me.

"Hey, baby boy." Scott's voice came through the phone.

I took a sip of my wine. "H-Hey," I thought of what to say and I looked at Mitch for confirmation. "Daddy."

"Oh, so you're calling me daddy now?" He questioned in a joking tone. I drank from my cup of wine and continued.

"Yes I am, daddy." I held in my laughter but Mitch was on the brink of losing all composure.

"I like it. Call me daddy again." He instructed and Mitch rushed out of the room laughing like a maniac.

"Mhm, Daddy." I repeated trying not to laugh. Mitch came back into the room and picked up a slice of pizza. He began eating it.

Low chuckling came from my phone.
"Daddy's coming to get you. Daddy wants to play." He spoke seductively and Mitch nearly choked on his pizza.

"I-I," I stuttered. I put myself on mute. "Mitch, what the heck do I do?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders.

"Go have fun." He laughed and to a box of pizza into his room. "Remember to use protection." He closed his room door.

I took my phone off mute and speaker. I he'd the phone to my ear. "I'm almost here," He informed me. "I'll be there in a couple minutes."

"Ok see you then." I ended the call and got up. I closed the leftover box of pizza and put it in the fridge. I finished all the wine that remained in my cup.

I went into my room and speedily changed into a new outfit. I put on my glasses and let my hair out. My phone buzzed in my pocket.

Scott: I'm outside.

I picked up my keys and headed to the front door. "I'll see you later, Mitch." I opened the door and headed out to him.

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