DJS ━ in which even with him by her side the hate still majorly affects her mental health ━ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 2
𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗈: 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: july 19, 2020
𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱: february 10, 2021
ok 1. i sincerely apologize in advance for the awful smut y'all are about to read. i have never written actual ACTUAL smut in my life and i'm scared it's going to be awful... 2. if sex, daddy kinks, or anything like that makes you feel uncomfortable, skip this chapter. LEAVE NOW. i won't care, and the only thing you're missing is the details of dophelia having sex lol. 3. i purposefully did not put a specific date on this chapter. you get to decide when this happened. it can be a continuation to last chapter, which is how i'm thinking about it, it could be further down the line, or it could be in the past. idk and idc. 4. i'm only writing this cause diors- wanted me to so... here you go you horny mother fuc- k bye lol
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"baby i'm bored." daniel sighed, propping himself up on his elbow. he looked down at ophelia who was lying on her stomach next to him.
"what do you wanna do?" ophelia asked.
"i don't know that's why i'm telling you." daniel softly laughed.
ophelia giggled, "ok, i would say we could paint together but i've been painting all day and my fingers kinda hurt-"
ophelia cut herself off. she quickly rolled over and sat up. she got off the bed and got her phone off of her desk as well as a white speaker. she connected the two before going onto spotify and playing her "we're fucking bored" playlist.
she turned her head back to daniel with a smile on her face as Latch began to play. daniel looked back at the small girl with a brow raised but a smile nonetheless.
he watched as ophelia began to sway her hips and move her body to the song. the way her hips moved in such a teasingly smooth way caught daniel off guard but he didn't say anything although he could feel himself getting turned on.
ophelia began to rack her hands up and down her body, getting into the music, completley unaware of the affects of her actions. when her hands got to her thighs and butt, she didn't finish her movements because the music was stopped and her body was slammed into the wall.
her wrists were immediately being held above her head, daniel's lips roughly pressed on her's, his body against her's and his hand on her butt.
as they kissed, daniel licked ophelia's bottom lip, asking for entrance. she denied him, but when his hand planted a hard smack and squeeze on her butt, ophelia gasped, daniel immediately pushing his tongue into her mouth.
