"Yes Daddy" || Kellic

Chapter 2

Vic's POV:
It is finally Friday and I couldn't be happier about that, having missed Kellin so much this week when he has been at home while I have been at the school working. Yeah I may have a bit of attachment issues to my boyfriend. But when he is so wonderful I really just can't help myself.

I've been daydreaming about Kellin for most of the day, not being able to take my mind off how much I love him. And especially how hot he was a couple of days ago when we had sex in the kitchen. Because even though Kellin's and mine relationship still revolves a lot around sex, neither of us wanted to have too much sex.

I especially don't want to, though I mostly don't want so for my boyfriends sake. I often manage to forget that he is actually nine years younger than I am but I have been more reminded of that now when I constantly see him in school with his friends and it hits me that he is still only a teenager.

I don't want my boyfriend to think sex is all there is to a relationship, and I definitely don't want him to think that about our relationship. Even if I know he is smart enough to know this, I always feel responsible for taking care of my boyfriend. I've felt that since I met Kellin and I only feel it even more right now.

Ever since his dad left Kellin has been more sensitive than he had been before, which was quite sensitive I might add. He tries to hide it from me sometimes, but I know that he is hurting because of his dad leaving again. And I am aware of the daddy kink most likely coming from there.

When we had just met he almost called me daddy a few times but he always stopped himself from actually saying it. But it was only a couple of weeks after his father left again that he let the word slip from his lips, not even trying to stop himself from it that time.

So after that it had just started, none of us minding the nickname. We had talked about our relationship previously, stating that our relationship kind of was like a daddy/baby boy relationship just without Kellin calling me that. But now, he did. And I'm not going to lie, I find it so fucking sexy when he does it, him saying it to me being a total turn on. Though I also must admit, that I worry for my boyfriend from time to time.

Even though he fails to hide his sensitivity from me most of the times, I sometimes feel like I don't actually know so much about how he is feeling after all. And at certain moments I really worry about if he is actually as fine as he wants me to think.

I love Kellin with all of my heart, only ever wanting the best for him. So the thought of him unhappy breaks me..

The thoughts of an unhappy Kellin makes me too upset to even stay here at work right now. I have a few more tests that students wrote last week that I must grade, but I figure I can do so at home instead of here at school.

I can go home and spend some time with Kellin, and then I can grade them, still being able to be close to my boyfriend. So as I've decided this I get up from my chair, packing my bag and making sure to bring the tests I must correct and grade before locking the door to the room behind me and leaving the school.

As I'm driving home I decide I want to surprise my boyfriend in some way, buying some kind of gift for him. I think about getting him some flowers but since he always gets sad about them dying so quickly I figure it's better to buy him something else.

I remember when Kellin dragged me along to a store with lingerie last week, finding a bunch of different panties that he liked, but thought were too expensive. I decide to drive past the store, ignoring the weird looks I get in there from all the females around me and look for the things that I know Kellin really liked when we were here last time.

I find them rather quickly, taking the black piece of lingerie up and finding one in Kellin's size. I'm just about to bring them to the cash register when I spot a pair of black panties with the text "Daddy's little slut" on them.