All the Love • Zach Herron One-Shots

*6 | Into It | Zaniel

Note: I apologize in advance for the crazy shit that happens in this chapter. WTF am I doing with my life. Also heads up I decided to chronologically put the chapters in order of posting.

Summary: For some reason Daniel was angry...

Warning(s): daddy kink, spanking 'cause why not, and cross-dressing
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Zach looked at himself in the full-length mirror, feeling satisfied with his outfit that day. He wore a white top and matching blue skirt, which showed off his legs. He honestly felt confident of himself, and he did a mini-spin, honestly wishing he could show off in public.

Just when he was about to change back in his normal clothes, the door slammed open and Daniel walked in.

Zach's cheeks flushed in embarrassment, but Daniel didn't say anything, just staring. He honestly couldn't think of an explanation why he was wearing these clothes. "I was uh, just trying this on and—"

"Yeah, don't really care," Daniel interrupted. He pushed Zach up against the mirror. "You better explain yourself, buddy."

"I—what did I do?" Zach stammered, trying to recollect any memories of teasing or taking something. Nothing came to mind, yet for some reason Daniel was angry.

"You know perfectly well." Daniel's blue eyes smouldered, and he pressed his body against Zach's.

The close contact made Zach nervous, but oddly turned on. "I'm sorry?"

"Oh, that won't be necessary. There is a way you can pay me back." And with that, Daniel lifted up Zach's skirt, revealing lacy silk panties underneath.

Zach gave a strangled moan as Daniel, still holding his skirt up, put a hand under his underwear.

"You're so wet for me baby," Daniel smirked.

"D-Dani. Can you fuck me?" Zach asked.

"But that's rewarding you. Can't do that when you've been a bad boy. I need to punish you."

"Like... How?"

Daniel spun Zach around, using the mirror as support. "I'm gonna spank you. Now hold your skirt up like the whore you are and count."

Zach's eyes widened but he did what he was told. He released a gasp when the hand went in contact with his ass. "O-One... two. Three." His voice became raspier, but oddly he remained aroused and his hole twitched, begging for entrance.

At the last one, Zach emitted a moan when the slap purposely went on the center of his ass. "Please fuck me," he begged, which was weird because he never would've willingly let Daniel see him in this state.

Daniel smirked. "Get on your hands and knees."

When Zach went into the position, Daniel slid his panties off, tossing them to the side. Then promptly, the preparation began, fingers stretching his hole.

"Please please," Zach shut his eyes tight. The fingers skillfully made the sensation a slight burn but give pleasure. When one of the fingers brushed against his prostate, he insistently pushed back on it.

"Okay we're ready. Watch me fuck you in the mirror," Daniel whispered, as he pulled down his pants and boxers.

When Zach looked at his reflection, Daniel thrusted inside of him. Zach bent his head down, wanting to enjoy being fucked senseless, but Daniel pulled his hair, scolding. "D-Daniel," Zach moaned. The fullness inside of him made him completely blissful, and he watched as Daniel continued the movements.

Zach honestly did look a slut. His hair was messy and cheeks pink. His skirt was hiked up his waist and top sliding off one shoulder.

"You're mine," Daniel grunted, and Zach gave in to the sensation that swept over his belly and groin.

Zach woke up, and stared at his bedroom ceiling. He looked around and saw that he was lying on his stomach, legs spread out. "Oh shit," he muttered. He just had a wet dream about his friend.

That totally wasn't normal—and he dreamed about being wearing panties and spanking.

Face blazing with humiliation, he tore his soiled
bedsheets off and stuffed them under his bed. When he headed downstairs, Corbyn who was sitting on the couch gave a smirk.

"Enjoyed yourself?"

Ahh. Zach avoided eye contact. He wasn't that loud, was he? "Like I can control them," he retorted. "We all have those times."

"Yeah, except I don't moan Daniel and hump into my mattress."

"H-How do you know all this?"

"Oh, me and Daniel wanted to wake you up but you were really into it."

Zach's eyes widened.

"Oh, and enjoy your breakfast. Made it especially for you."

Zach looked at the offering plate which had sausages. "Fuck you."

Corbyn cackled, unwilling to further tease the younger boy. "I guess Daniel didn't satisfy all of your needs."