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The Fight

Pairing: Y/N/Ashton

Rating: All

Request: Yes

Words: 1.800+

Summary: It’s not often that Ashton and Y/N fight but when Ash decides to go clubbing for another night in a row Y/N calls him out. But things get twisted as Ashton has to go to the stage minutes before and they are pulled apart right in the middle of the argument. 

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A Blast Into The Past- C.H


Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: Swearing, Smoking, pretty fluffy otherwise.

Summary: Adelaide Daughtry goes out on a little walk in her Melbourne neighborhood. She steps into a puddle and thinks nothing of it. Until she ends up in Sydney in 1987. She soon meets Calum, and feels instantly connected to him. They hang out more and learn more about each other. But would it be worth leaving their own time for the other?

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I sat at my desk pouring over this evening’s homework, watching the last bit of rain from the last October storm trickle down my window. I had grown rather tired of staring at geometry and literary analysis questions, so I pushed my rolling chair back away from my desk. I stood for a moment and decided that I really needed to get out of my stuffy, trap-like house and go for a quick walk to clear my mind. I grabbed my jacket then my shoes and left my tiny attic bedroom. Once I made it to our front door, I heard my stepmum, Jennifer, call out to me from the office.

“Adley! Where do think you’re going? You didn’t ask permission to leave the house!” I rolled my eyes and without giving the awful creature a response, left the house.

Jennifer always uses my nickname that my actual mum had given me, in an attempt to almost replace her. My dad and my mum were never married, but I still remembered them being together. They broke off whatever sliver of the relationship they had left when I was about eight. My brother, Dylan, and I got back and forth between our dad’s house in Melbourne, and our mother’s roomy condo in Sydney. I was ecstatic for these last two days of being here to come to a close and spend the long weekend with Mum.

My feet touched down on the wet cement of our front porch, and I began to walk down our perfect suburban street. All of the houses in our neighborhood looked the same. It was suffocatingly boring. At least in Sydney they have some diversity, I thought to myself. I dug my hand through my pocket for my phone and earbuds. I was putting my earbuds jack into my phone when I stepped in a puddle. Great! I thought, another reason for Jennifer to scream at my ass.

I kept walking, just a little more agitated then before, hearing the squish of my shoes over my music. Then it got a increasingly colder than before and my thin jacket barely helped block it out. I shivered and my teeth began to chatter the tiniest bit. A massive gust of wind picked up and everything went black.

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When I opened my eyes a second after everything went dark. I took a long, drawn out breath. I finally looked up from the ground, and I realized I was nowhere close to Melbourne anymore. I was in the middle of all the hustle and bustle in downtown Sydney. Except, everything was much different then I was used to. Everyone had different, boxier clothing on. Even the cars were different. They looked like all the old cars my parents had in pictures of them from senior high. I couldn’t believe it.

Had I time traveled?

I wandered down the somewhat familiar streets for what seemed like years. I really stuck out amongst all of the normal people walking around, since I had black leggings, a white button down shirt and my classic supple, worn, leather jacket. Most of the other people had neon and band t-shirts on. No one in sight had anything like I was wearing on. I was starting to get weird looks from everyone, so I decided I needed to try my best to get out of the spotlight.

I walked another block or two, and found an almost empty café. It was about 8pm now and it had been almost two hours since I had left for that walk. I wondered if Dylan or Dad had even started to look for me. I pulled open the door and plopped into a seat towards the back. I grabbed a newspaper and read the date. October 16th, 1987. Man, I was fucked.

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I realized that I needed to get new clothes and fast but I didn’t have time or the money for that. I had just turned eighteen about three weeks before and I was going to try something. I found a semi-rundown convenience store and went in. I ventured to the back, far away from the nice, safe working lights. The lights in all the glass refrigerated cases were burnt out or blinking and I swore I was going to have a seizure. This was the kind of place that your parents told you to be wary of. There was no one in there except for me and the cashier, and I silently prayed that I wasn’t going to be assaulted.

I grabbed a water and a bag of chips then continued to make my way to the checkout right near the entrance. I bent down in front of the counter and grabbed a newspaper off of the built in shelving on the front of it.

“And could you recommend me a good kind of cigarette?” I asked the cashier. He grumbled like I had asked the most obvious question in the universe.

“Sure.” He rolled his eyes at me, turned around and grabbed a pack from the case behind him.

“Thank you.” I gave him the money I owed for everything and went outside to have a smoke.


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“God damn it!” I cursed, then kicked my worn pair of Vans against the concrete, scuffing the front in the process. I was a complete idiot and forgot to buy a lighter. Sure, I had one at home. But that wasn’t the kind of thing I carried around in my pockets at all times. I was lucky I even had my wallet in my jacket pocket.

I sat alone in front of the convenience store. The orange tinted lights outside reflected off the windows of the dingy place, and acted as a decent light for me to flip through my newspaper. A minute or so later, I felt a presence next to me.

“Hello there, darling.” I looked up and saw an extremely attractive man sitting next to me. I cautiously glanced toward him, hoping I didn’t need to pray again.

“Hey. Do you happen to have a lighter?” I questioned. After the words came out, I already regretted letting them slither past my lips in the first place. You don’t ask someone as fine as him just that.

“Uh yes I do.” He smiled at me, and fished his hands through his pockets in search of it. Once he finally found it he handed it to me, his hands lingering on mine.

“Amazing. What could I ever do without you?” I laughed and ripped open the pack I had been waiting so long for. I flipped the flame open and lit up my cigarette. I put it right up to my mouth and held his lighter in my hand for a second, feeling the weight of it in the center of my palm. I took a drag of the cigarette and let the smoke fill my lungs before letting it out. We sat in silence for a minute until I finished smoking, for the first time may I add, and I squashed the cigarette butt between my foot and the pavement.

He lifted his hand from the curb and put it delicately on mine. I looked into his eyes, slightly confused.

“What?” I chuckled, “Don’t cheesy pickup line me, I already know them all.” I rolled my eyes and broke our eye contact for a second.

“What’s your name?” He paused, then added, “and I would never cheesy pickup line a girl like you, beautiful.” He winked at me, then chuckled to himself.

I felt a blush creep up my neck and make its way to my face.

“Adelaide Daugherty. But my friends call me Adley.”

“Huh. Adley? Beautiful name, sweetheart. I’m Calum. Calum Hood.” He stood up, seemingly waiting for me to do the same. I got up and picked my bag of stuff from the convenience store up and curled the delicate plastic handles into my fist. He turned back around to face me and grabbed my arm.

“Hey there, Cal,” he gave me a sideways look as I called him that, “relax I’m not going to run away. You can let go of me.” I laughed again, and felt some butterflies begin to take flight inside of my stomach.

“Want to go for a drive, Adelaide?” He put a lot of emphasis on my real name. It sounded much better that way instead of the half-assed way most people say it. It sounded very much unlike a substitute teacher taking roll.

“Sure, Calum.” We walked silently down the street to his car. His car was surprisingly nice and well maintained. He seemed like the person who would treat all of their stuff like trash since Mommy and Daddy bought it for them.

As he began to drive down the still busy Sydney streets, I looked at him. It wasn’t a quick passing glance, but more of a probing, curious, dare I say slightly hungry look. His skin was an incredible golden brown (tan doesn’t even give it justice.) Calum also seemed to be right around my age. His hair was black and curly, I felt as though it was begging me to run my hands through it. And his eyes were brown and would flit from the road to me very occasionally. He was absolutely stunning. Every time he look into the mirror that was tilted toward me, a small smirk would dance about his lips and magically carry over onto mine.

“Calum?” I asked softly, a few minutes into our comfortably silent drive.

“Yes, princess?” He responded, not missing a beat. This guy and his pet names, I swear.

“Um where are you taking me?” I wasn’t scared, but if he didn’t tell me, I was going to throw myself out of the car, into oncoming traffic. For sure.

All the streetlights were giving off a yellow and orange tinted light, and for some reason it was extremely comforting. As I waited for Calum to respond, I took in all of my surroundings zooming by.

“That, my dear, I am still not sure of myself.” He winked at me again, and put his attention back on the road. That little comment, didn’t make me feel better in the least.

“Ok. But Calum?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m trusting you. If you try to kill me we sure aren’t gonna be friends anymore!” I said with a completely straight expression. I then burst out laughing and reached out to touch the side of Cal’s face. I was incredibly surprised that he didn’t flinch away from my touch. But then again, with looks like that I doubt I was the first girl he’s ever reeled in.

“Why are you so squishy?” I said, before I squished his cheek with my hand.

“Well I think it’s the moisturizer, baby.” That awfully hot smirk came upon his face again and I couldn’t help but blush a tiny bit. I also couldn’t help but wonder why he was so intrigued by me.

“Did you just baby me?” I asked, slightly shocked by his nerve. Yet also kind of impressed at the same time. He grimaced almost like he thought I was uncomfortable by his remark.

“I sure did, Adelaide. You’re really damn hot, you should’ve seen this coming.” I couldn’t read his expression, but he looked dead serious about calling me hot.

“You think I’m hot, Calum?” I snorted but continued on, “You’re not to bad looking yourself.”

I turned and stared out the window as he pulled into an arcade parking lot. I instantly remembered I was still in 1987. Jesus, I need to tell him, I thought.

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“C’mon,” He pulled me along in the parking lot almost like I was his dog. His dark brown eyes glowed with excitement, and his mischievous smile I loved broke out across his lips. I broke away from his grasp and ran to get the door for him.

“Ladies first!” I said, a smirk turning up the corners of my mouth. He playfully swatted my arm and walked inside. I followed behind him into the almost empty arcade. Calum laced my hand with his and lead me to the snack bar in the back of the building. He chose a booth in the corner, farthest away from the other few people.

“Is that pack of cigarettes still in your pocket, beautiful?” He looked right into my eyes as he said it, and his voice made a chill zip up my spine.

“Yeah, babe.” He noticed that I had finally called him a pet name and we just looked into each other’s eyes for a moment. I pulled the cigarettes out of my pocket and set them down on the table. He grabbed one and lit it.

Watching him felt weirdly intimate. I never really saw anyone smoke together at home, maybe just because less people do it now, but I had nothing to lose. Right after he took it from his mouth, he held the cigarette in between his fingers for a moment. I took it, put it up to my lips and let the nicotine pool in my lungs for awhile, before lazily letting it out. He took it back from me. We did this back and forth until we finished it. And the next. Then the one after that. The whole time we switched back and forth, we barley broke eye contact, and it wasn’t awkward either. I just felt right.

We finished our smoke, and Cal wanted to play a few games. He kicked my ass at Pac-Man but I beat him at Frogger. We talked about little things, like our siblings, favorite colors and small things like that. Finally, we left about an hour after we got there, at 11pm.

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“Adelaide?”

“What, Cal?”

We had been in the car for a few minutes, and I began to doze off. He gently nudged me awake, instead of slamming on the brakes so my head would bang against the glove box or window like Dylan would always do.

“Where do you live? I’ll drop you off.” He said, slowing the car down to make a turn.

“Calum, I’ll be honest. I’m not from here.”

“So, you’re from out of town?”

“Yes and no. My mom lives here, but I’m not from 1987.”

Calum opened his mouth like he was about to speak, then closed it before he uttered a single syllable. I was surprised that he believed me so easily. Not many people would.

“Well, Adelaide, baby, you’re coming to stay at mine for a little while. How does that sound?”

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Anonymous said:

Can you write a daddy kink one with Calum or Michael with a lot of teasing and spanking and overstimulation and being called Kitten and Princess omg pls that would be some lit quality shit

fuck ya girly i gotchu 

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Pillows surrounded us as the movie played softly in the background. His finger tips ran along my spin coming up to play with the ends of my hair. “How was class today, princess?” Calum whispered. “It wasn’t the best, but you’re here and that’s all that matters.” I smiled. Calum took my chin in-between his fingers, looking at my lips, then right back at me.

“Mm, you look so fucking good right now,” Calum bites his lip. I rolled my eyes smiling, when his hand comes down to my hips squeezing it. “Don’t roll you eyes at me again, kitten.” His eyes stared me down. “Yes, daddy,” I nodded, leaning into his touch. “C’mon princess, I have a surprise for you.” Calum said. “Oh, but I don’t wanna move.” I pouted.

Calum raised an eyebrow, “You’ll want to move when you see what you have in store with the way your acting.” I sat up quickly, following him up the stairs and into our bedroom. Calum and I have never really tried kinks, but we’ve talked about them. Anytime things become intimate, they are not rough, I could tell it was love, not something meaningless, nevertheless Cal would ever treat me like that. “Tonight, we’re trying something different kitten.” He said while grabbing my hips. I nodded, and sat on the bed.

He went to the closet, pulling out a box from the top shelf, and set it on the side table. He pulled out a blindfold, a few ties, and left the room again. I knew not to get up and follow him because if I did, that would not make Calum happy. He came back with a cup of ice, no water, just ice. “Um, why do you have ice?” I questioned. “Don’t speak unless I give you permission, princess.” Calum said.

Calum walked over to me, removed my shirt while kissing my neck “Now, you know I barley punish you nor do I like too, but that’s going to change kitten,” Calum said. “Calum, what-” I was cut off by being flipped around. “I’m sorry, what did I say?” Calum said. “Not to speak unless you give me permission.” I answered. “That’s right, princess, and what did you do?” He asked. “I spoke without permission.” I could tell he was pleased by this.

“Good girl, but, you still defied the rules, you know what that means right?” I nodded as he spoke. “Now, lay across my thighs,” He motioned. I whined quietly, knowing that this night was not going to be anything like I thought. “I want you to count okay, baby girl?” Calum said. I nodded, as I suck in a breath preparing for whatever was going to happen.

Calum landed a slap upon my right cheek, a whimper falling from my lips as I let myself clutch onto Calum’s leg, my body immediately relaxing into the sensation that is going to be driving me up the wall soon. “One,” I whispered, barley enough for him to hear. Another slap on my left cheek, making my nails dig into the rough material of Calum’s jeans. “Two,” I whimpered. “Good girl,” Calum whispered kissing my spine. The slaps continued until tears filled my vision, “Ten,” I sniffed.

Calum let me sit up, as he wiped my tears away, “See it wasn’t so bad now was it, princess?” He cooed. “No, daddy.” I said. “Good, lay back,” Calum instructed. I laid back, letting the cool sheeting sooth my red bum. “Hands up, we are not quite done yet,” Calum said while taking my hands and tied them together to the head board.

Calum only ever tied me up once, and god did I love it. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting for whatever was next to happen. “To make things interesting, I’m going to blindfold you okay, kitten?” Calum said, grabbing the purple fabric from before. My eyes were covered, seeing nothing, I mean what did you expect? His fingertips slid down my body making goosebumps arise to my skin.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me,” Calum breathed, kissing every part of my skin. I felt something cold being dragged down my skin and rested on my stomach. His lips touched mine for a passionate kiss as his hand snaked down in-between my legs. At the first flick of my clit, I cried out into Calum’s mouth, my hips grinding into his hand. He slipped a finger into me, pumping slowly. The pace of his finger was driving me mad, making me squirm underneath him.

“Stay still, princess,” Calum ordered. It was one of Calum’s rules; I couldn’t move or he’d stop touching me, even if it was during one of my treats. I tried my hardest not to move, but I accidentally bucked into his hand when he pressed against my g-spot. He immediately took his hand away from me, sucking  his finger between his lips.

I could tell Calum was smirking by the way he kept pacing around the bed. “Wanna tell daddy what you want, baby girl?” Calum said. “I want your tongue, I want your cock, fuck daddy I want it all,” I was not ashamed. “Such a dirty mouth for a pretty little girl,” Calum chuckled. “You want my tongue huh, kitten?” Calum daunted, removing the blindfold. I nodded, blinking trying to adjust to the light.

I felt his lip wrap around my clit, lightly flicking it a few times. I inhaled deeply only to exhale with a moan as he continued his actions. He released me from his mouth, looking me right in the eyes as he entered his finger in, again. A long whimper came out of my mouth as Calum moved his fingers again. “God, you look so fucking sexy withering under my fingers,” He smirked placing his lips on my clit again. He pushed another finger in, making my orgasm come into play. “Daddy, please can I cum?” I moaned.

“Go ahead princess, be as loud as you want,” Calum mumbled. “Look at me,” he orders. Already used to taking orders from Calum, I immediately look at him. “Mm, daddy,” I whimpered. My legs shook around Calum as he held them open, making me ten times for sensitive. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Calum moaned. My chest rose and fell as I caught my breath, but I sucked in another breath when Calum rubbed his tip against my entrance.

“You want it, baby? Tell daddy how much you want it,” Calum said. “Daddy please, fuck me I want your cock, please.” I begged. He grinned slamming into me. My wrists pulled at the restraints, sure to give me some type of burn. Calum held my hips as he fucked me into oblivion “Princess, I can tell you’re ready to cum any minute,” Calum moaned. “Daddy, I am,” I said.

“Oh Caluum, yes daddy fuuuuck” I yelled, unable to control my body anymore, my gaze on his as he watched my face contract at the same time my walls did around his cock. When I finally came down, breathing heavily, I found myself more tired than I’ve probably ever been after such an experience. Forcing my body not to move and having to absorb pure pleasure was actually much more exhausting than I’d have thought. Calum must’ve noticed too as he gently stroked my cheek, before kissing his way down my stomach, then back up again to my ear. “I’m impressed, you’ve done so good baby girl” he whispered, “but we are not over.”

I shook my head, not able to take anymore pleasure. “Kitten, if daddy says more, you know what it means,” Calum smirked. “Daddy, I-i can’t,” I couldn’t even talk. “Yes you can, and you will baby,” Calum said. I saw Calum pull out the white toy, which intimidated me more than it should have. “You remember this one princess?” Calum said showing me the toy, “I know this is your favorite, so tonight, we’re going to play with it.”

“Daddy, please don’t I can’t handle it.” I whined. “Sounds like you wanna make the rules, is that how it goes princess?” He asked. “Sorry, daddy,” I said. Calum turned on the vibrator to a low setting and dragged it all over my body, making me shiver. “Baby girl, this is suppose to relax you, not tense you up.” Calum chuckled, feeling my reaction.

My legs immediately closed around the vibrator when Calum set it on my clit. “Keep ‘em open for my princess,” Calum pushed my thighs apart. My back arched off the bed as my orgasm hit me like a bucket of bricks. “There you go baby, just like that.” Calum cooed. My body caved in, my feet dragged on the bed while Calum put the vibrator on a higher speed.

“Oh daddy!” I yelled, my whole body shook in euphoria as I came around the toy. “That’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” Calum groaned. My toes dragged against the bed, as I came around the vibrator and profanities left my mouth. “Daddy, daddy fuck,” I moaned. Calum took the vibrator off only to lick my clit again. I was already in a state of sensitivity.

“God, you’ve done so well kitten,” Calum said, beginning to untie my hands. “But now, I want you to suck me off like the good girl I know you are,” He growled. I was already out of energy when Calum pulled me up. I stared in awe at Calum’s cock, probably drooling. “Stop staring princess,” Calum chuckled. I bit my lip, taking his cock in my hand, slowly pumping it.

Calum groaned, “C’mon princess, you know I don’t like waiting.” I smiled up at him, kissing the tip. With my tongue broad and flat, I licked the whole length of him, making eye contact. I alternated between sucking, swirling my tongue one way and then another, and flicking it lightly. I wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, and move it up and down in time with the movements of my mouth. I ran my nails on the inside of his thighs, making Calum whimper. “Fuck princess.” He grabbed my hair.

“Princess, s-stop I wanna cum in that pretty little pussy of yours.” Calum groaned, unable to hold his moans in. I took him out of my mouth, “Daddy, I have a question.” I trailed. “What is it, baby girl?” Calum asked. “Can I ride you, daddy?” I asked shyly. “You wanna ride daddy? Well, I suppose that’s fine.” He chuckled. Calum laid on the bed, cock in hand as I walked over to him.

He cupped my breasts in his hands, groping and tugging roughly. “Yes, daddy,” I moan, burying my face into the crook of his neck. “Oh, God, yes.” “You going to cum for me, baby girl?” “Mmmhmm.” “Come on, baby, cum for me.” My orgasm rockets through my body, sending me into a state of frenzy. Moans and curse words slip out of my mouth. I continue to rock my hips against Calum as I come down from my high, milking my orgasm for as long as possible.  “There you go, baby.” Calum coos.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Calum moaned, his hands moving to my hips. “Cum for me daddy,” I bit his neck, making sure to leave my mark. I felt Calum release inside of me, making me fall on top of him. “God, that was-” “Amazing.” I finished for him. “I love you, princess,” Calum kissed my forehead. “I love you too, daddy.” I said.

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Anonymous said:

Smut where Ashton finds you touching yourself and he gets mad. Daddy kink pls. Make it fairly long. Thx 

we all need confession

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Ashton’s POV:

“Mmm,” I hear, dropping my bag.  I check my watch and it’s about nine thirty. My little girl is usually asleep by eight thirty. “Daddy!” I hear her moan. I’m a little confused as to why I hear the moans coming from my office and not upstairs where her room is.

“Mmh, Daddy,” I hear. I finally reach my office door. “Daddy, please,” she squeaks. I walk in and see my little girl sat in the big brown chair behind my desk. Her knees were pushed up as she held a vibrator in her panties against her pussy.

“Please, Daddy,” she moans again, her head thrown back as she pushes the toy against her pussy, applying more pressure. “Please what, baby?” I ask. I could have just watched her get off, but joining in would be much more fun. Y/N gasps, the vibrator falling to the floor as her eyes dart up to me.

“Daddy-” “It seems like I have a naughty little girl.” I cut her off. She knew very well she wasn’t allowed in my office when I wasn’t there, she especially wasn’t allowed to go in there to get her toy.

She was supposed to be punished for a week. No vibrator or touching herself was her punishment for teasing me at a pool party we had attended Friday.

It’s now Wednesday and it looks like she couldn’t resist. This is the second time this week she’s been caught playing with herself. “You’ve been a horny little girl this week, haven’t you?” I say as and walk closer to her.

“Here, you dropped your toy, princess.” I bend down to pick up the vibrator. “Put it back baby.” She gives me a questioning look. “Go ahead baby, it feels good for your little pussy?” I ask and she nods in response.

“Then go ahead.” I say softly. She reluctantly pushes the vibrator back into her underwear. I begin to pepper kisses all over her thighs, as I did I moved her hand from the handle of the vibrator replacing it with mine.

“Daddy doesn’t like bad girls.” I mumble as I pushed the vibrator against her pussy. “ ’M sorry, Daddy.” Y/N more so moans. “You’re sorry?” I remove the vibrator to where it’s not against her but still in her little underwear.

She nods.

“But honey, this is the second time in a matter of three days.” I push it back. “You’re a very, very bad girl and I know exactly what I’m going to do to you.” I spoke, rubbing her thigh as I watched her face scrunch up with pleasure from the vibrator being against her for so long.

“Daddy,” she moans quietly. “Mmh, you love that, don’t you? Daddy putting a vibrator against that lil’ cunt? Against your cute little clit, baby? That’s what you like?” “Mhmm,” she moans, her body starting to squirm.

“Like that princess? Hm?” I put the vibrator against her for a second, only to move it away the next. “Yeah, baby? Are you a good girl, hm?” “Yes,” she moans. “Don’t lie to me.” I say sternly, pulling the vibrator out of Y/N’s underwear.

“Take these off.” I pull at the top of her underwear.  “On the desk, now.” She sits on his desk, her legs crossed. “Baby,” I move my lips to her ear. “I haven’t got time for you to act like I’m not going to play with your cunt until you cry. Now uncross these legs so Daddy can punish his dirty little girl.”

She lets out a small sigh, opening her legs and scooting a little further on the cold desk. “Daddy, it’s cold.” She says quietly. “Ohh, really?” I pout in mocking her sadness as I bring my thumb to her clit to rub small circles.

“I was going to sit in my chair,” i say as I reach for the vibrator again, holding it against her clit. “Daddy,” she squeaks as her whole body jerks. “I don’t wanna hear anything out of that mouth.”

“Like I was saying.” I say, watching her pussy casually as I spoke. Watching the way she kept clenching, watching how swollen her little pussy got, how wet she was. “Fuck, you’re drenched. Too bad you won’t be able to cum.” I say sadly.

Barely paying attention to what I’m saying as I was so absorbed in watching the way her pussy moved under the vibrator. “But I have the real prize right here.” I applied more pressure. “Daddy!” She screams.

In one swift movement I removed the vibrator and slaped her pussy, hard. The slap was heard and so was her little squeak before her legs tried to close. “What did I say about that mouth?” “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she moans, only to receive another slap. She whines as she closes her legs, I let her.

“What’s wrong, baby?” “Daddy, please,” she whines as he opened her legs back up. “Please, what?” I ask as I unbuckled my belt, letting it fall to the floor as I pulled my pants and underwear down.

“Let me cum. Please Daddy, it hurts.” “Shhhh,” I hold her legs open as I rub my cock against her pussy. “F-” she stops herself from swearing. “Daddy! Daddy, please! No! Daddy, I can’t, please let me cum.” She says, knowing she wouldn’t be able to handle being fucked without cumming. She moans after, not being able to hold it in.

“Dadddyy,” she moans in pleasure, tears pricking at her eyes. “Mmh, you like Daddy’s cock, baby? Hm? You like when I rub your pussy with it?” “Mhmmm,” she moans, her hips thrashing around as her cheeks turned a darker shade of red, tears falling from her eyes. Tears of pleasure. Too much pleasure.

“I want you to bend over now princess.” She does as she’s told, turning around and bending over the desk. “Why aren’t your legs open?” I ask and in less than a second her legs are spread as far as they could go. “Good girl.” I kiss her head.

I thrust into her, not giving any sort of warning. “You thought you wouldn’t be caught? Moaning so loud while in Daddy’s office,” I spank her ass. “You’re such a bad girl.” I spread her ass cheeks as I slowed my fast thrusts, “Y/N, honey, I want to hear you say it. What are you, hm?”

“A-a bad girl.” She cries. “Daddy,” she nearly whispers. “I’m going to cum.” I slap her ass, “I said no.” “Mh,” she cries. “Please, Daddy.” Finally I pull out. “Honey, I know you love being teased.” She shakes her head no.

“But you’re pussy is dripping. All over Daddy’s floor, too.” She grips the desk, trying to rub her legs together to make some sort of friction. Only resulting in another slap to her ass. “Stop that!”

“Now, you’re going to stop being a bad girl. Do you understand?” “Y-yes.” Another spank. “Daddy! Yes, Daddy. I’m sorry.” She moans. “You’re such a difficult little girl. You could have just been good, and waited for Daddy. Surely I would of helped you.”

“I know.” She says sadly. “Why’d you do it?” I peck the bottom of her ass, close to her pussy. “Hm?” “I-I just, I couldn’t wait.” “Oh, so you were being greedy.”

“I’m sorry,” she says and he can hear the tears in her voice.

“Don’t cry, princess. I know it feels funny, but this is what bad girls get.” I say, bending over her and wiping her tears. “Are you ready?” I ask softly. She reluctantly nods. I slowly enter her again, this time making sure he gets off. My thrusts were slow, and my grip was tight.  “You’re so tight, princess. Fuck,” I moan.

“So wet too. Fuck, Daddy’s cock slips right in.” I thrust for a while more. “Daddy,” Y/N moans quietly.  “Fuck,” I squeeze her ass as I cum inside of her, riding out my orgasm.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan as I pull out slowly, watching my cum leak from her pussy. “Good girl.” I breath.  “Turn around for me, let me see that precious face.”

She turns around, still sitting on the desk.

“Why were you crying?” I ask softly, kissing her temple. “Because my pussy hurts Daddy, I need to cum.” “I know you need to, princess, but you can’t.” I says sympathetically, my hand holding her jaw softly. “You know what being a bad girl gets you.” I rub her cheek with my thumb.

“I know.” Y/N looks down sadly. “C'mon baby, let’s go sleep now, yeah?” She nods her head. “Wait, my panties, Daddy.” She says as I pick her up and begins walking out of the room.

“You are going to have a shower, those ones are all messed up.” I say, picking her up. “Alright Daddy.” She says. “Let’s wash you up.” I says as my soapy hand comes in contact with her hip, making her jerk away.

I furrow my brows in confusion. “I don’t think you should touch me, Daddy.” She says. “I’m very sensitive right now.” “Oh baby girl, are you sure you don’t want Daddy to wash you?”

She nods. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I love you.” She kisses my cheek. “I love you too, princess. I’ll wait for you in the room.” When Y/N was finished she went into the room, and I helped her change into her pajamas. “Go to sleep, baby.” I kiss her lips before we cuddle.

“Daddy,” she asks after a while. “Yes?” “Am I really a bad girl?” “No, sweetie. You’re a good girl, you just misbehave sometimes.” “Can I be your good little girl again?” She turns around to face me. “Of course you can, baby. You’ll always be my good little girl.” I kiss her sweet lips once more before we both drift off into a deep sleep.

Challenge me - 5SOS

Originally posted by eldvinaaa

This is quite easily the dirtiest thing I have ever written and I hope you enjoy it…bringing 2k16 out with a bang…quite literally I guess? There’s no backstory to this…just pure smut…ten pages of pure…smut…

Warnings: Spanking, verbal degradation, DP (double penetration for you virgin souls), boy x boy, anal, mild choking, Dom/Sub…I think that’s it. If you see anything else, let me know


“No, Luke, the other one,” Ashton’s voice commanded. Y/n pulled lightly on the ropes binding her arms, her skin tender from the initial pulling, quickly learning it wasn’t a good idea if she wanted to finish this with skin around her wrists. Her world was dark, line of vision completely blocked from the blindfold covering her eyes trying to listen to the voices just on the other side of the door wondering what their plan was.

She didn’t know how she was feeling about this, the entire scenario starting because of a small, blown out of proportion argument she had had with her boyfriend Ashton about him being too soft on her, somehow ending in the challenge that he wouldn’t share her with his band mates…and here they were, not even twenty-four hours later, her pussy already sore from the pounding Ashton had already given her from the argument, not slightly regretting edging him on, but there was enough lust flowing through her veins to push any of those feelings away quickly.

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