Lilith is Michael and Sams older sister. She's 19 and living at home while planning to go to college. What happens when this girl gets tangled up with the Lost Boys? And what's with this strange effect they have over her? Can David be convinced...
Pacifiers in this story we're not made by me, however i purchased them and they are mine. Credit to all the Instagram accounts that made them, too many to name them all. Also I don't usually put trigger warnings but just cause this is a ddlg fic, mentions of self harm.
Oh sweetie Monsters are real And they look like people...
Waking up in my bed was a little disorienting as was waking up at 3 in the afternoon. My mother had a date and Michael was left home to watch Sam, meaning I couldn't go out either. I was upset that I couldn't see my boys but happily spent the evening in my room alone, until my idiot brother started yelling.
"What's going on?!" I exclaimed, walking into the kitchen and seeing Michael holding Sams shoulders.
"Someone's messing with Mike!"
"No, nothing is wrong. Go back to bed Lilith." I sighed, doing just that. As I got to my room I was stunned to see daddy sitting on my bed and looking at one of my pacifiers.
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He was also holding my stormfly stuffie and I couldn't stop my blush as he looked at me. Standing, he moved to me and held the pacifier to my mouth, allowing me to take it between my lips. "My sensitive babygirl. We figured you would be home tonight, however one of us had to check on you. How are you feeling?" I nodded to let him know I was okay, snuggling into his chest and feeling him lift me up, sitting me back on my bed. "Do you have more?" I blushed even darker somehow and pointed to the box on my dresser. He found my collar in there, as well as some kitty ears and a tail, and all my pacifiers, I had about 20 of them, liking the different designs when I'm in a different mood and daddy looked through them all, taking out 4. "I think the boys will like these, don't you?"
"Yes daddy." I said, having taken the paci from my mouth and began nuzzling daddy's neck.
"Stop that babygirl. You don't know what will come of it." I giggled, continuing doing what I was doing and soon found myself pinned to the mattress. "God, I can practically smell how horny you are." I could hear the smirk in his voice but chose to ignore it.
"You smell so good." I mumbled, nuzzling him again.
"You do too, always have...fuck! Not like this baby."
"Please? Please daddy?" I pleaded, the need I was feeling being completely foreign to me, the intensity like nothing I had ever experienced. He rolled over so I was on top of him and I could feel his length against my crotch as he pulled me down against it. "God daddy!"
"Fuck! Come here!" He picked me up, making me giggle and grabbed the pacifiers, putting them into his pocket and setting me on my feet, climbing out my window. "Jump." I smiled, grabbing my collar quickly and putting my box back into the closet, grabbing a hoodie, and hopping out my window into his arms. The ride back was quiet without Paul and Marko to scream and howl but it was nice, as nice as a motorcycle ride can be while full of sexual frustration.
