Vic is completely obsessed with sex, and is completely confident that he can sleep with any guy he wants to. One day, his friend makes him a bet that he can't get a guy of his choosing in bed within a timespan of a month. Vic gladly accepts the bet...
"THAT IM THE BEST PERSON EVER AND IM HOT AND YOU WISH I WERE ME AND EVERYONE SHOULD FOLLOW ME BECAUSE I CANT DEDICATE MYSELF TO A FIC AND DELETE EVERYTHING AND IM MENTALLY UNSTABLE BUT THATS OK AND TELL SOMEONE THEY SHOULD D8 ME IM LEGAL IN THE UK ;) "- Rachel ( FadedFuentes )
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For the record there's going to be a sequel in the future. But I got a request for a smut epilogue so here we go.
Also don't get mad at me for the daddy kink thing
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Kellin's POV
My breathing was heavier, and I dug the back of my head into the pillow. I let out a small moan as I tried to move my fingers faster. I was so desperate to just get off already, and I didn't know how much longer I had until Vic got home. He made up some stupid rule that I wasn't allowed to masturbate in his house because he wanted to be the only person to make me cum. I wasn't very patient however, so I was trying to get this over with as fast as I could.
I curled up my fingers and rubbed them against the swollen nub, feeling that familiar feeling stirrings around inside of me.
"Yes-yes!" I panted, moving quickly before I lost that feeling.
The next thing I knew I heard the front door closing and my heart dropped.
"Shit." I cursed quietly.
I pushed myself up into a sitting position and looked around the bed hastily. Where the fuck did my boxers go?
Before I could cover myself up with a blanket the door to the bedroom opened, and I was left looking up to see Vic. I pulled my shirt down as much as I could and tried to cover myself with my hands. I felt so embarrassed that I had been caught touching myself.
"Well, well, well..."
"Hey, Vic." I tried to play it off cool, but it was obvious what I had just been doing.
"What did I tell you about touching yourself?" He said, his voice going deep and his eyes getting dark.
"Um, I wasn't?"
He then crawled onto the bed in front of me, ripping my hands away from my crotch and then pinning me down against the mattress. He looked down at me and pulled one of his hands away from my wrist. He prodded his fingers against the tender area, causing me to squirm.
"Seems like you're pretty wet...and swollen..." he said, pushing his fingers into me.
"Well I have a hot guy on top of me?" I attempted to be smooth, however I couldn't help he get even more turned on.
