So I had the idea from listening to Black Bear's song "make daddy proud" I recommend listening to him if you don't already he's a fucking king.
Harry saw Zayn during a convention and immediately fell in love with the small dark haired boy. Harry, a very important British business man and Zayn, a small college student, and Harry's sugar baby, went shopping. Lingerie shopping.
"Make daddy proud, spending his money." Harry whispered in Zayn's ear.
The small boy squealed and didn't need to be told twice. He walked around the store, picking up every piece of clothing that caught his eye, throwing it in Harry's arms. A good half hour later he was done.
Harry had a pile of lingerie in his arms as he followed right behind his baby, walking towards the cashier. He handed her his black card when she announced the price, 10.000$. And they then walked to his car, Zayn pecking Harry's cheek.
"Thank you so much for my new lingerie Daddy, I love it!" Harry smiled lovingly at his baby boy.
"My pleasure baby. Can't wait to fuck you in them." Zayn blushed, looking away. "You're the cutest." He chuckled, making Zayn smile at the compliment.
Once they arrived at Harry's house, he carried the bag inside and of course requested for Zayn to have a little try on show.
Zayn put on the first pair, a black thong. He didn't even finish his little walk that Harry had already picked him up in his arms, kissing him hungrily.
"Daddy I just started!" He giggled when they pulled away from the kiss.
"You'll keep going later, now is time to please Daddy." He replied, eyes filled with lust. Zayn moaned as a violent slap was delivered to his ass, making his cock harden.
"Fuck me right here Daddy!" He whined, tugging on Harry's shirt. He didn't need to be told twice as he threw his shirt across the room and got rid of his bottoms, pushing Zayn's thong aside before slamming into his tight hole.
"Always so thigh and warm for Daddy." He groaned as he bottomed out. "I love ruining that pretty hole of yours." He added as he fucked him faster, gripping his thighs harder.
Zayn's legs were laced around Harry's waist, allowing him to jump with each thrusts, making the whole experience even hotter and more pleasurable.
"Don't stop Daddy I'm gonna cum!" He whined, as Harry was now slamming dead on his soft spot.
Soon enough the tan boy emptied himself as the green eyed man spilled his loads inside the tight hole.
And they went at it all night long, the rest of the lingerie long forgotten.
Little short one!
