Three Days Grace x Reader (lemons)

Chapter Eight - Brad Walst x Boy Reader (Yes, Daddy)

Guys, I need some feedback!!

I'm going to write another TDG story, and it's going to be one-shots with ships that are within the band (ex. Bradam or Natt)

Which ships would you like to see?

P.S. even though I do have a whole one-shot book about Walstcest, I still will do Walstcest in the new story if you guys want it 😉❤

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I must say, there's nothing quite like ending the evening handcuffed and naked on your fiancé's bed. The blindfold over my eyes enveloped my world in black, the cool air of the bedroom tickled my skin, and I waited in anticipation for my fiancé Brad to play with me.

We had just gotten back from brunch with Brad's younger brother Matt and Matt's new girlfriend. It was kind of a double-date type of thing, if you will. The entire time, I tested Brad's limits by playing with him under the table. I could see him struggling to hold it all together, but I pulled the whole thing off without a hitch. When we got to the car, Brad told me a punishment was in order for my bad behavior.

I sat completely naked on the edge of the bed. I listened carefully as Brad looked around the room for his materials. I couldn't help but tense up whenever  I heard something clank. I wanted to know what Brad was gonna do to me. I felt the mattress dip behind me and I felt Brad's strong hands on my shoulders.

"You ready, baby?" he whispered into my ear, making me shiver.

"Yes, Daddy," I breathed. Brad made a surprised noise in the back of his throat.

"You remembered, sweetheart... That's good..." he whispered, kissing my shoulder and running his hands up and down my arms. "You're still getting spanked though. You know that, don't you, Y/N?" Brad warned, pressing his chest against my back. He was still clothed. This was bad news for me.

"Yes, Daddy. I understand, Daddy," I said, the anticipation killing me slowly. Brad chuckled, stood me up, and then bent me over the bed. I heard his belt jingling. My mouth went dry.

"What do you think, babe? How many this time?"

"Maybe 20, Daddy?" I offered, feeling elated, yet nervous.

"That sounds fair," Brad said. "Don't tense up, baby. It'll make it hurt worse."

There was a couple seconds of silence and self preparation, and then the leather belt connected with my ass cheeks. I yelped and Brad hit me again.

"Quiet, slut!" he said through gritted teeth. 

"Sorry, Daddy," I giggled, not really meaning to.

"You like this, don't you?" Brad teased. I could hear the smile in his voice. "See? It's not so bad with the belt, now is it?" I shook my head no and Brad chuckled.

"My good little boy," he growled, striking me with the belt again. I lost count of the strikes. All I knew is that the pain felt good, and I was extremely turned on.

"Good job, Y/N," Brad said when he was finished. "You're being so well-behaved for Daddy." I blushed.

I smiled as Brad slipped the blindfold off and gazed down at me with his intoxicating blue eyes.

"Gorgeous," Brad whispered, laying me down on my back, my hands still cuffed. "Look what Daddy has for you, angel." I craned my neck to see what he was referring to, and Brad held up a giant glass dildo and a Fleshlight. I felt my face heat up.

"My favorite toys," I giggled. Brad smirked.

"Yes, baby," he smiled, pulling out a bottle of lube. "But there's a catch." He pulled out a ball gag and fastened it around my face.

Oh boy.

I watched in agony as Brad lubed up the Fleshlight, gazing at me the whole time. He then took the dildo and sucked on it, again not taking his eyes off of me. My cock twitched with delight. I wanted to bury every inch of myself inside him. I couldn't tell him that though. The stupid ball gag was keeping me from saying anything.

"You've been waiting for this, baby. I can tell," Brad grinned. He drizzled lube onto my cock and began to stroke me. I curled my toes and let out muffled moans.

"You wanna play with your toys, Y/N?" Brad teased. I nodded helplessly.

Brad lowered the Fleshlight down onto my cock and filled my ass with the dildo, making me scream with pleasure. Brad gazed at me as he began to move the toys around. His eyes were beautiful: a bright, intoxicating blue filled with passion and lust.

My gorgeous fiancé. My best friend. This wild lunatic. I fucking love him.

Brad brought me to the edge, and just as I thought he would let me cum, he stopped. I moaned in protest and Brad reached up to take the ball gag out. He slipped his tongue into my mouth for a moment, just to keep me at bay. He then unlocked the handcuffs and let me massage my chafing wrists.

"I wanna be on bottom this time," Brad said, blushing. I whipped my head up.

"Really?" I laughed. Brad nodded. He slowly took his shirt off, and then worked off his jeans.

"Let's turn the tables for a change," he replied, holding up the gag and the handcuffs. He put his hands behind his back and I locked them into the cuffs. I fastened the ball gag around his face and bent him over the bed like he did to me.

"You're lucky I'm lubed up, babe," I giggled, plunging inside him. Brad let out a deep, muffled groan and looked back at me. His eyes were filled with need. I grabbed his bound wrists and began pounding away in his tight little ass. Brad made such beautiful sounds as I took control over him. His legs shook and his eyes rolled back into his head. I couldn't help but smile. It felt good to be the boss for once. I took the ball gag out of Brad's mouth, wanting to hear his moans for all they were.

"Who's Daddy now, huh? Say it!" I growled, tightly grasping Brad's throat.

"You!" Brad whimpered. "You're my fucking Daddy, Y/N!"

"Good boy," I whispered, feeling my orgasm building up inside of me. "Daddy wants to cum in your mouth, baby." Brad smiled weakly.

"Please do!" he squeaked. I pulled out just in time to turn Brad over onto his back and shoot my load down his throat. He swallowed it all like a good little slut.

"Can I cum in your mouth too, Daddy?" Brad whimpered. I smiled and lowered myself down in between Brad's legs.

"Yes," I whispered, starting to suck his cock.

"Y/N... Daddy..." Brad sighed. I could tell he was close already. I took him deep in my throat, hearing him moan uncontrollably.

"Daddy!" I finally heard him cry out. He grabbed my hair and came in my mouth. I swallowed dutifully, and Brad giggled.

"I should let you be in charge more often," he sighed as I laid my head on his chest.

"Meh. I kinda like being submissive," I smiled.

"I'll remember you said that," Brad said, gently kissing me.

"Wait till our wedding night, babe," he chuckled.

Oh boy.

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Can't wait for Matt's chapter 😍💧

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