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- daddy - (Brandon)

wildspartanz x female reader
request
Hope you like it Spatnz !

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Your PoV:
My beloved boyfriend, Brandon, had invited me on a classy date to McDonald's.
I honestly really loved these dates.
It's one of those lazy 10 p.m. dinner dates.

I put on Brandon's baggy maroon colored hoodie and some ripped black jeans, before sliding my shoes on and heading down stairs.

Brandon was leaning against the doorway, wearing a red t-shirt and jeans. He smiled up at me.
"You look beautiful, babe."
He complimented.

"You do too, sweetheart."
I said back, slightly teasingly as I walked out the door, gently grabbing his hand.

As we pulled out of the driveway, I set my hand on Brandon's thigh. He shot me a glance.
I slowly moved my hand closer to his crotch. He shifted, trying to move away from my touch, but couldn't.
My hand finally made its way. I slowly rubbed him through his pants.
He let out a sigh, glaring at me.

"Can you not?"
He groaned in frustration, struggling to keep his eyes on the road.

"Fine, if you insist."
I smirked, pulling my hand away, leaving him half hard.
He looked even more annoyed.

"Hah, blue balls."
I snickered childishly under my breath, earning a light hearted chuckle from him.

As we pulled into the parking lot, he glanced at me as I slid over in my seat towards him. He shuddered as I pressed my lips against his neck, kissing it gently.
He let out an audible sigh.

"You better not pull any of that shit in there."
He said assertively, opening the door as he pulled away.
I followed, giving him a polite smile as he held the door open for me.
I glanced around at the empty establishment, an idea popping into my head.

"Go pick a seat, I'll order. Your usual?"
He asked.
I nodded, turning as I headed towards the back.
I slid into a booth, boredly pulling out my phone.
About a few minutes later, I looked up as he came back, setting the food down.

"Thank you so much, daddy."
I said, giving him a small peck on the cheek.
A flustered look appeared on his face, his cheeks tinting pink.

"What'd you call me..?"
He asked quietly.
I gently pressed my hand against his thigh again.

"You heard me."
I said lowly as I slid my hand quickly back up to his crotch.
He glared at me.

"Y/N, don't. We're in public-"
His sentence was cut off by a soft groan as I began palming him through his jeans.

"Just shush and eat your food."
I smirked at him.

"You are so in trouble when we get back home."
He grunted quietly.

"Good."
I said happily, pulling a fry out of the box.
He shot me a curious glance, biting on his lower lip.

As few minutes passed, Brandon occasionally letting out muffled groans or shifting awkwardly.
I noticed him suddenly clentch his fists.

"Awe, are you close?"
I teased at him.

An older couple across from us gave us a horribly disgusted look.
He glared down at me.
I simply gave him an innocent looking smile back.
He gripped my wrist, pulling my hand away.
I pouted childishly, earning a slight shake of the head from him.

"I swear to God."
He mumbled.

; Time skip because I'm lazy hnng- ;

As I slid into the passenger seat, Brandon immediately grabbed my arm.
I blinked, curiously looking up at him.