Daddy's Girls (OT4/You G!P)

1: "It doesn't have to be a quickie."

"Break Up Song dropping in 3 days! Stream that shit and let it play on and on and on!"

I post a picture of the cover art and a bit of the audio on the girls' Instagram.

It was nearly 1pm and I was sitting on the couch of Jade's apartment. She had called me over since her roommates were all out for the day just to "hang out".

That was about an hour ago and now she's cooking something up for us as well as her roommates for when they return.

From the smell of it, I know that it's my favorite.

I smirk to myself since that means one thing.

After me and one of the girls finish, I can tell how much they enjoyed when they make my favorite foods or desserts. They do anyways, but depending on how much I like them, determines how much they liked it.

For instance, my all time favorite food is y/f/f, so when I smell that, I swell up with pride. Realistically, I can't give 100% all the time, but I never give them a bad performance.

What kinda daddy would I be?

"Y/N?" I hear her call for me as I'm posting the same thing on their Twitter page.

"Yeah, Princess?" I look up when I see her exit the kitchen wearing nothing but her apron with her logo on it.

That's also common, but that doesn't really have anything to do with how good the sex was. It's a once in a while type of thing.

"Thirsty?" I nod, "Juice, please."

"Do we have anything to do this week?" I nod again, going to my notes.

"We got... a studio session at 3 to 5 today, finish writing for LM6, come up with a name for LM6, do an IG live the day before Break Up Song officially drops, and I gotta get in contact with that fan that does those dope ass edits," I list off.

She cringes, "Damn. What a schedule."

"Aye," I say, copying her accent. "Then we got a near full schedule next week with photo shoots and interviews added. Though, most of Friday and all of Saturday are completely clear," I finish, looking from my phone.

She throws her head back with a groan, "Work, work, work." I chuckle, "Perks of bein' a pop star, hinny."

"Quit mimickin' me!" She pouts. "Awe, don't be like that, Princess. You know I like picking with y'all."

"But when I do that to you, you get annoyed."

"Yep, because you suck at it," I joke and she flips me off. "That happened over an hour ago. Aren't you tired?" She rolls her eyes before disappearing back into the kitchen.

I chuckle, going back to my phone.

I love my relationship with the girls. It's not necessarily romantic as it is playful. You'd think it was more of a friends with benefits type of deal, and in a way it is.

There's still love involved since these girls are my best friends, but it's a different love when it's me and my girls.

I'm less possessive with Leigh-Anne, Jesy, and Perrie since they're all in relationships, which I respect, but at the end of the day, they're still mine.

I told them not to call them Daddy or there will be consequences. I trust that they wouldn't, so I'm not paranoid.

Now, when it comes to that little minx in the kitchen, it's a whole different story.

Jade comes back with a cup of juice, setting it down in front of me. "Thanks, Princess," I say. She smiles, "Food's done, by the way." She then starts for the kitchen again. My eyes train on her bare ass and the tattoo going down her back.

Before she got too far, I call her name and she turns with a hum. I take a drink from my cup then beckon her over to me, "Come here."

She does so and I tell her to turn around wordlessly. She bites her lip and turns so that her back was to me. I rise to my feet, going to stand behind her. "Quickie before we have to go to the studio?"

I really say more than ask, gripping her cheek, making her whimper.

She looks at me over her shoulder, "How much time do we have?" I hum, trailing my hand up her back to undo the tie to her apron. "Two hours. I want a snack before I eat," I lean in and bite the shell of her ear, making her sigh.

"It doesn't have to be a quickie."

"You're right," I kiss her shoulder. "But I know once we start, you wouldn't wanna stop," she lets out a breathy laugh. "Can you blame me?"

I shake my head, moving my kisses up to her neck unhurriedly. She tilts her head to the side, giving me more access. I put my hands on her sides and rub her gently.

"Mm," she moans softly.

My hands go from her waist up her tight abdomen to her stiff nipples and I pinch them slightly. "Ah," she sighs, putting her head back.

"Where do you want it?" I say in her ear. She takes my hand in hers and lead me towards her room.

Once we entered the room, still a mess from earlier, she closes the door. While she takes off her apron, I strip off my shirt, having on just a tank top.

She grabs the front of my shirt and pulls me in, ghosting her lips over mine. "I want you to take me in the shower."

I raise an eyebrow, "Do you now?" She nods with lust in her eyes. "I'll be there in a minute," I say. She presses a hot kiss on my lips.

Being the little tease she is, she takes her free hand and starts rubbing me through my track pants.

I groan, breaking the kiss to give her a light glare.

"You should wear gray sweats," she says casually. "And why is that?" She loosens her grip and shrugs, "Thought you'd wanna get one of them riled up. I know you like to satisfy all of us within a week," she half jokes.

"You're right," I chuckle. "I aim to please." She licks her lips, "And you never miss." I quirk a brow. "A dom's duty is to make sure that at the end of the day, their sub is satisfied."

"You do a damn good job, I can tell ya that." I chuckle then pat her ass, "Now, go. I'll be there in a little."

"Yes, Daddy," she says, turning and going into her in suite bathroom with a sway in her hips.

I wait until I hear water running before stripping out of the rest of my clothes. I was already sporting a semi, and Princesa's gonna take care of it.

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