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"oh, now you're just teasin' me," david hums, watching as she struts out of the closet, her head tilted to the side. she's wearing a little black dress and she's practically dripping in jewels, a pearl choker wrapped nicely around her neck and little rings decorating her fingers. there's a little smile tugging on the corners of her glossy lips, her eyes squinted as she looks across the room at david.
"do i look good?" she asks, giving an experimental twirl. she already knows she looks good, and she definitely already knows that david thinks she does, if not for how well she knows him then for the look on his face.
he nods his head, the corners of his lips tilted out in a grin. "'f course you do, honey. like a doll." david motions for her to come towards him and so she does, an innocent smile on her lips. his hand settles on her hip while the other roams along the length of her arm until his fingertips reach her throat, tugging lightly on her necklace. "my little barbie."
there's something about the way he calls her his that has her heart fluttering in her chest, smile widening. she had a thing for the nicer things in life and he had a thing for her, and so they'd fit together nicely from the start. she was a spoiled brat, but she was his spoiled brat, and so he supposed that he couldn't complain too much, because he was the one indulging in her spoiled ways.
"does that mean you're my ken?" she asks, her fingers roaming over his chest. her voice is soft and sickeningly sweet and she looks far too good to just be standing there, so close to him but not close enough, and so he lets his fingers dance over her neck, hooking under the pearl choker.
he doesn't answer her question at first, just lets his gaze remain steady on hers, the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile. "pretty necklace, baby," he coos, tongue flickering out to wet his bottom lip. the movement is enough to have her mouth watering and knees buckling, her eyes dropping from his to his mouth. "where'd you get it from?"
it's torture, listening to his voice so low and taunting when there isn't much she can do about it. they've been in this position before and she's fully aware that even if she were to try to close the limited distance between them to press her mouth to his, he'd push her away. "you," she answers, eyes flickering up to meet his. "you gave it to me." he already knows the answer, she doesn't need to tell him but she does anyway. she knows what he wants and she's more than willing to give it to him.
there's a smirk playing on his pink lips, his eyes only half-open as he gazes down at her. "mm, did i?" the pad of his thumb rubs slowly along the side of the column of her throat, his other four fingers resting motionless wrapped around her neck. "looks good on you, honey." honey suits her, david thinks.
"thank you," she murmurs, her palm resting on his chest. he's wearing a white button up shirt, the fabric so soft she's tempted to believe it's silk, tucked loosely into a pair of black trousers. she'd helped him with his outfit and yet she hadn't imagined him to look this good, his hair the perfect combination of messy and styled. he lets out a soft laugh as her fingers run over one of the delicate buttons stitched into his shirt, her eyes settled on his. "'s one of my favorites." she doesn't need to tell him for david to know that her favorite necklace is his hand, a knowing look on his face.
they're meant to be heading to an event, one that she's been looking forward to for weeks. she loves getting dressed up, always has, especially when she gets to dress up for david. "must be hard for you to pick a favorite," david murmurs, bowing his head until his forehead is pressing against hers, one hand remaining on the curve of her hip as the other tightens ever so subtly around her throat, a reminder of which one exactly is her favorite. "what, when you've got so many."
the little smile on her lips grows, the pink color that's begun to flush her chest in splotches only spreading. she's got more jewelry than she knows what to do with some of which she's collected over many birthdays but most of which has been gifts from david. "i know," she murmurs, the tip of her nose brushing up against his. "y'treat me so good."
he lets out a soft chuckle, noise deep and rumbling in his chest. she can feel the vibrations under her fingertips and that only fuels the want that's pooling in her abdomen, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment as her thighs involuntarily clench together. david, ever observant, catches the movement but doesn't call it out, just grins and leans in impossibly closer, the hand on her neck moving to cup her jaw, forcing her head up. her eyes flicker open to meet his, a breath caught in her throat. "i do, don't i?" his nose brushes against hers, their mouths only an inch apart. "gonna say thank you, doll?"
she's eager to nod her head, tipping her chin up so that their mouths meet. it's the thanks he was asking for, his tongue sweeping across her bottom lip tortuously slow. they don't have time, a fact they're both well aware of, but she's hoping to milk this moment for as long as she can.
her nails are painted a dark red, the same color as her lips as his teeth dig down into her plump bottom lip as he goes to pull away from the kiss, his hand wound up in her hair. he tastes like fresh, clean mint--ironic, because the thoughts racing through both of their heads are anything but clean.
they're both silent for a moment, her forehead resting against his, the palm of her hand settled above his heart, the silk of his shirt the only layer between their skin. "thank you," she murmurs, lips brushing over his cheek. this draws a soft laugh from david, his nose bumping against hers.
"anything for my girl."
a/n
this was meant to be like 3k words but i forgot how to write smut so i just,, didn't. oops?! hope u enjoy anyway,,, also im supeeeer sorry but david dobrik as a sugar daddy is just SUCH a move like oh my god,, come pay for my college tuition bby. if u disagree with me youre WRONG sorry to break it to you but hes HOT and RICH so basically what im saying is david dobrik, spit down my throat
