Black Laced Panties

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//  -not edited because I keep cringing- 😂

I would just like to tell you all that...I don't like doing this 😂😅.

Oh my gosh, I cringed the whole time writing this chapter, but I asked for it by making a fic that revolves around sex. So....like that's on me.

Hope you enjoy this mess. 

Smutty smut smut warning ;)

(Those are the panties for later..)

*CRINGES*

Here goes nothing- //

The pastel boy couldn't believe the word that had come out of his mouth.

He never even thought about having a 'daddy' kink. It just happened. The overwhelming feeling of Ashton's body rubbing against his.

Ashton hovered over the boy as Luke looked anywhere but up at him.

The pastel boy thought maybe it turned Ashton off and maybe he could lie and say he didn't mean it; because it was a lie. Ashton was the definition of 'Daddy' in his eyes. From his strong jawline his thick muscles that- well...let's just stop there for now.

"Luke" Ashton said the younger name so softly, making Luke look up in hope.

There was a glint in the older's eyes, something that wasn't before.

Before anything more could be said the brunette crashed his lips back onto the younger's.

Whimpers left the pastel boy's mouth as their lips moved in sync. Both wanting it so bad, needing it, needing anything.

They made out in the fort, grinding against each other; moans leaving both of there mouths.

Ashton was the first to pull away, to Luke's dismay.

His lips attached to the boy's neck which seemed to make him happy again.

He felt the older's wet tongue against his neck before a pinch. Slowly, one of Ashton's hands moved down to the boys growing bulge, he rubbed his palm against the fabric.

Luke groaned out at the feeling almost choking on the air.

"You like that baby boy?"

Luke whined in response earning a tap on his ass.

"Words baby."

"Y-Yes, Daddy."

Ashton could feel his pants tighten, the pastel boy would be the death of him.

Luke's fingers found there way in the olders curly hair while Ashton's slipped to the boys' ass.

The pastel boy couldn't stop himself from grinding up against the older, which made him moan out at the feeling.

"That's all you, baby boy. You made me that way." Ashton huskily whispered into the youngers ear.

Luke felt like he was suffocating with pleasure.

The words from the older, the feeling of just his bulge from under his pants rubbing against his with Ashton's hands gripping his ass tightly; it drove Luke wild.

"What do you want baby?"

Luke was way too far gone to realize the situation they were in or even to think straight, then again he's gay so he couldn't do that anyway. (- I hate myself 😂-)

"W-Want you, please" The boy whined out, pulling him closer.

Ashton smirked as he watched the younger practically fall apart in his hands, the younger was almost desperate and it was definitely turning the honey-haired male on.

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