What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Taken (Part Two): Darbych- Smut

Summary: When Daniel and Jack bring Zach home, Corbyn gets jealous

~ 1 Year Later ~

Corbyn's POV
The kidnapped blonde was lip-locked with Daniel, the older's hands on his hips while he straddled the brunette. Corbyn's hand was on his chest, the other held his cheek. He moaned softly as the ocean-eyed boy's erection pressed against his butt. The taller hooked his finger around the waist band of his briefs, the shorter didn't see the point of pants." Take it off, baby boy." Just as he raised his hips Jack walked downstairs." Dani, come on. It's time." The curly-haired male explained, the older groaning in annoyance." Do we have to go now? Can't it wait for like... 15 minutes?" He pleaded." No, let's go. Now." The drown pooled boy responded, voice firm. I've never heard him talk like that." Where are you going?" Corbyn wondered." To take care of some business." Jack answered, the bleached blonde's eyebrows furrowed." Do you both have to go?" He asked." Yes, Corbyn." The second oldest snapped, making the youngest flinch slightly." Jack." Daniel scolded, said boy sighed, rubbing his temples in exasperation." I'm... I'm sorry, Princess. It's just... this is really important and we really need to go." The brunette explained, the oldest finally picking up the teen and sitting him on the couch. He pecked his lips." See you soon, baby." Daniel spoke softly, the icey-eyed boy leaned in for another short kiss. Jack walked over and pressed a loving kiss to his forehead." I'll make it up to you when we get back. Bye, Princess." Corbyn couldn't fight the urge to kiss him back, so he stretched his neck up and placed his lips on the underside of the older's chin." Bye, Daddy."

~ Next Day ~

The older brunettes had been gone all day. Forcing the blonde to sleep alone that night as well as dealing with an aching erection. His Daddies told him he couldn't masturbate without permission. He was sitting in their bed, rolling his hips down in the hopes of some type of friction. He moved to the corner of the mattress, using the edge to spread his cheeks before pressing his swollen ring to it. Whimpering as he began grinding, relishing in the slight, but sweet pleasure. If I just take off my boxers, I could..." Corbyn!" The blonde heard Jack call, he jumped up both from the fear of being caught and the joy of their return. He raced downstairs, freezing as he stared at a short brunette." Daddy, who's he?" The frozen pooled boy questioned, brows furrowing." Corbyn this is Zach, Zach this is Corbyn." Daniel introduced." Hi." He said quietly, drown gaze casted down." Why is he here?" The blonde completely ignored his greeting. The oldest studied his face for a little while." Jack, show Zach to his room. I'll talk to Corbyn." The tallest brunette said." Okay. Come on, love." The younger grabbed his hand before following the older upstairs. The blonde glaring after them, why the hell are they holding hands? He's not blind, he can follow you." That wasn't very nice." Daniel started." Why the hell is he here?" Corbyn growled, forgetting who he was talking to." Excuse me?" The older sounded dumbfounded, pure shock written across his features." He's here because he wants to be. Jack's been talking to him for a while and he wanted to come meet us." He explained, voice slightly harder." What!? How long has Jack been talking to him? And why have they been talking?!" He raised his voice, jealous beyond belief. The ocean-eyed male's face shifted, his orbs growing dark." First of all, that's not his name and you know that. Second, who the fuck do you think you're talking to?! Me and Jack leave for one day and you forget how to act! If you ever raise your voice at me again I'll make you regret it, do you understand me?" He growled, glaring at him. Then older had been moving steadily closer while he spoke and now had the blonde pressed to the wall." Yes, Daddy." He muttered looking away." Louder, do you understand?" He slammed him against the wall, their chests pressed together. The frost blonde whimpered softly." Yes, Daddy. I understand." He answered." Good, now go to your fucking room. I don't wanna see your face until dinner." He turned and went to the kitchen, there was a gentle ache in Corbyn's heart, but he ignored it and went up to the second level. He saw Jack kissing Zach's neck, the young brunette giggling happily. Tears welled in his eyes, he rushed past them. Slamming his door once entering his room, sliding down the door as he let the tears fall. The blue gazed boy pulled his knees to his chest, burying his face into his palms. Crying hard, chocked sobs escaping constantly.