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have you guys seen that clip of jack calling himself a sugar daddy? yeah.
tags: mommy kink, light dom/sub, smut
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“Come here.” Matt signaled.
Jack walked over to Matt immediately. Matt looked down at the ground, making Jack drop to his knees and look up at Matt.
“Is what I do a joke to you?” Matt asked.
“What? No-” Jack shook his head, getting cut off.
“Oh, it’s not? So, why are you treating it that way?”
“I- I’m not-”
“No? You’re just gonna act like I don’t give you everything you ask for when you’re in public?”
“I didn’t- I wouldn’t-”
“You know, I’m trying real hard to figure out what punishment I should give you.”
“Why do I need a punishment- I didn’t do any-”
Matt pressed his finger against Jack’s lips. “What have I said about talking back?”
“Not to do it. I’m sorry, Mommy.”
“Are you?”
“Yes, Mommy. I’ll do whatever you want me to.”
“…Undo your belt.”
Jack quickly unbuckled his belt, pulling it off in one swift movement and tossing it aside.
“Now, your pants.”
Jack unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them to sit under his knees, as he wasn’t sure he could stand up.
“Now, you’re gonna touch yourself while I watch. I’m controlling it. You need to listen to every word I say. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“Good. You can start.”
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Jack brought his hand down, stroking himself off.
“Does that feel good, baby?” Matt asked.
“S-sooo good, Mommy.”
“Yeah? Who’s making you feel good right now?”
“You are, Mommy.”
“Me? Even though I’m not touching you?”
“Yes.”
“Say it right.”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“You can go faster.”
Jack started picking up his pace. “Fuck.” He moaned, closing his eyes at the feeling.
“Stop.” Matt spoke.
Jack stopped right away.
“Eyes on me.”
Jack blinked up at Matt.
“Keep looking at me or we’ll stop.”
Jack nodded before continuing to stroke himself while looking directly at Matt.
“Let’s get to what this is really about.” Matt crossed his legs before speaking up.
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“Who puts the money in your account every week?”
“You do, Mommy.”
“Okay, so why are you acting like I don’t?”
“I’m not- I wouldn’t-”
“Huh. Let’s try that again. Who bought you that shirt?” Matt pointed at Jack’s shirt.
“You did, Mommy.”
“Who bought you that jacket?” Matt moved his finger to point at the jacket on the floor.
“You did, Mommy.” Jack kept repeating.
“Who bought you those pants?”
“You did, Mommy.”
“Who bought you that belt?”
“You did, Mommy.”
“Oh, but you’re the one with the money, right? You can buy tickets for everyone? You can buy anything they want? You’re gonna try to be a sugar daddy with MY wallet?”
“I- I didn’t mean-” Jack moved his hand.
“I didn’t say you could stop.” Matt said
“Sorry, Mommy.” Jack replied, quickly moving his hand back down and continuing the movements.
“Good. Who takes care of you?”
“You do, Mommy.”
“Who provides for you?”
“You do, Mommy.”
“So, the next time someone asks.” Matt roughly grabbed Jack’s face. “What do you fucking say?”
“That you buy everything and you’re the one who takes care of me, Mommy.”
hi, i don’t normally do this but this year has not been kind to me recently. from emergency room visits with no insurance to my rent bouncing back and not being able to do online payments while not having a car. i’m really struggling financially. this is my first year alone and i thought it would start off a lot better than this. long story short, i just wanna promote my ko-fi again. if you’re able to help in any way, i would appreciate it so much. i take requests for fics as well. i have all the criteria for fics including ships i write for listed in my ko-fi. if you could just consider looking and helping, i would be so grateful. even just sharing would help me immensely. thank you. 🩷
You just KNOW the AEW production team is frantically sorting through tweets about Jack's puppydog eyes and Kris Straplander to find something fucking normal to put on live TV
