D A D D Y - Dallas Winston X Reader (Oneshot-Fanfic Request)

D A D D Y

Disclaimer: These writings were made for someone else or for the sole purpose of creation, and may/do not reflect upon my desires or feelings.   You may enjoy them as you please.

DADDY- Dallas Winston X Reader (XXX SMUT)

[I hope I don't get caught for this..you can have all my band merch if I die]

We sit down onto the couch, well, more like the couch Dallas got down at the junkyard.  We live in a pretty small town, so we are able to get away with things.  And of course, the Dallas Winston always gets what he wants.  That's what I love about him..he's  just...so..

"Hey Dallas?" He cocks an eyebrow, looking at you.

"I..I want to try something new.."  You say, looking away a little before he answers.  "Ahh yeah babe? Like what?"  He lays whatever the fuck he is messing with on the couch and rest his hands on your hips.

"Well.." you start, "I just think..we could..spice it up a little.."  You say, inching a little closer, knowing exactly what you have in mind.  He furrows his eyebrows.

"I am not throwing any jalapeno sauce in here,"  you roll your eyes, with a smirk on your face.  All you have to do is throw in a little something, and he will be on it like a hound dog.

"No..I just thought you could do it for me," You inch closer up to him, crawling up his sides.  

"Daddy."

His jaw drops and you can just see a small shade of pink on his face.  Well fuck me gentally, you made Dally Winston blush.  Shut the front door.

"Wh-I-You-Ah-"

You climb off.  "Oh, was I wrong..?  Hm..maybe my daddy couldn't do it after all~"  You say innocently.  He looks at you with an intense stare, a small smirk growing on the side of his face.  Fuck..you love it when he does that goddamn smirk.

"Don't worry,"  He crawls on top of you, moving forward, knocking you backwards slowly.  "Beautiful~."

Something about the way he says that makes me shudder a bit.  But not in a bad way.

I lift my hands over his back, slowly gripping at his shoulder blades, them piercing upwards as I grip down onto them.

Letting out a gasp, he lift his shirt over his head as I unbuckle his pants and I pull his dick out of his boxers.  Dallas Winston is hard to please, being a bad boy and a stubborn pretty ass, so I'm pretty proud of myself so far, but he hasn't seen anything yet.

You lick the length of it, his black, wet hair tickling the top of your face as he hunches forward.

"Fuck--" he groans slightly.  Goddamn..why are you such a fucking fan girl?!  It doesn't matter though, you surprised him.

You push yourself as far as you can go, choking a little but you don't care.  As long as Daddy's happy.  He thrust up into you, making you go deeper, but you don't mind.

You pull yourself away and leave your hand to do the rest, a smirk growing on your face as you lean forward for a closer look at his chiseled jaw, his dark brown eyes, his black hair falling ever-so softly onto his tense forehead....  

You question how someone so handsome could be looked at and scowled for so damn long..that thought doesn't stop bothering you, until you realize it doesn't, because you see the truth.

He finally releases, but not after too long.  "Damn good hand job," He moans into your neck, and then looks his dark eyes into yours with a dangerous look.  "Now it's my turn."

He sits up, not saying a word, and kisses you roughly, gripping onto your waist and tugging you towards him, his hands all over your body, moving sharply and hitting all the right places to make you go mad, but slow enough it rubs your skin.   Dallas Winston always gets what he wants.

"Mm, Daddy," You moan, nudging your head into his chest.  He lets out a grunt, and snakes his way down and through your jeans, shaking them off, his fingers curling into you sharply.  

 Your knuckles curl into his shoulders harder, turning white as he pushes another finger into you.  Your head flips back but you hold onto him so you don't fall on your ass.  "Fuck daddy~" You whimper.

He sits you up right and sits over you, kissing you all the while his hands push off all your clothes, and you do the same.  He starts getting a condom and crawling over you, preparing you for an impact. (literally)

"Ready...darlin'~?"  Again, something about the way he says it sends shivers up your body, and that's when you know.  Your ready for anything this man will give you.  "Yes, Daddy."

He pushes himself into you.  You can't reach his back, so you quickly grip onto the couch.  "Mm yes daddy," you say, the heat rising.  He thrust slowly at first, but it doesn't take long for him to pick up speed. 

"Fuck princess you feel so good," him talking to you like this only makes everything better.  He holds onto your thighs as he leans only farther into you.  You two couldn't be any closer, but then, you could.

"Fuck--" you moan, but your moans only get louder as his repetitive actions only make this harder and harder to bare.  "Harder daddy, please--"

He hits your g-spot over and over, sending you over the edge.  His hot breaths onto your neck, making the air hotter and hotter around you. 

"Ugh~ daddy faster!!"   He's teasing you and you know it.

"Daddy, please~" you beg again, and he looks you in the eye.  His expression softens as his eyes glow a little in the darkness.  He obliges.

"Daddy I'm gonna" before you can finish, his hard advances send you over, and he licks you up quickly and cleans up lazily before falling on top of you.  Daddy's good at that.

You both breathe harshly before being able to say a word, and you smirk noticing his tired eyes.  

He lifts himself next to you, one hand over his legs as he pants. "I-I liked that.." he smirks, twirling your hair in his fingers.

You close your eyes as you both sleep next to each other on the couch peacefully, and you know...

Dallas Winston could be your daddy any day.