•derek•
It was getting pretty late and I needed to go eat the things ready for tonight.
I want it to be perfect.
Parents are gone. Check.
Food is out. Check.
Condoms in my drawer. Check.
Candles and music are out. Check.
So everything is set and we're gonna be making tacos.
Tacos are real good but I gotta wear gloves when I eat them because I don't like my hands smelling like onions.
Anyways the twist I added to tonight is that we're gonna be dressed comfy.
No heels. No dresses. No dressing up.
Sweats. Shorts. Sweatshirts.
I started to play some music as the doorbell rang.
"Derek!" my baby girl cheered.
I picked her up and kissed her,
"Hey baby," I smiled.
I set her down and closed the door,
We walked into the kitchen and started to grab some plates,
"So we're having tacos. All you have to do is put meat and whatever shit you want in there and put some gloves on," I explained.
"Okay and hold the fuck up, put on gloves?" she questioned.
"Yeah because your hands are gonna be smelling like onions and that shit is nasty," I joked.
"You'll thank me later," I added.
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After dinner, we went up to my room to watch 50 Shades of Grey.
We cuddled in my bed as the sex scene started.
"Holy fuck spank me like that daddy," she mumbled.
"Umm what'd you say?" I laughed.
"Nothing." she lied.
"You said skank me like that daddy," I smirked.
"No I didn't!" she groaned.
"Okay," I laughed
I know damn well she's lying.
Yes, I picked this movie for a reason.
And I'm pretty sure you already know my reasoning;)
She kept shifting and biting her lip in my grip,
I stopped the movie for a few moments.
"Why'd you stop the movie?" she asked.
"Because your little freaky ass is mumbling 'spank me like that daddy'," I laughed.
She sucked her lips in and looked away,
"Exactly," I said.
"Shut up," she answered.
"Make me," I mimicked.
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Fanfictionreck·less ˈrekləs adjective (of a person or their actions) without thinking or caring about the consequences of an action. - - that's how derek was..