Hi! could you please write a smut with prompts 142, 144 and 136? maybe including possible daddy kink? love your writing by the way!
136. “You’re taking it so good.”
142. “Touch yourself for me.”
144. “I want it to hurt.”
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Warnings: vaginal sex (unprotected, don’t do this), oral (m + f receiving), the shower head👀, handjob, slight daddy kink, no plot really, spanking, degradation, choking, sucking fingers, riding
He had his hand on your cheek and you felt like you could melt just by looking in the green of his eyes, so pretty. His thumb stroked against the skin of your cheek and you closed your eyes, basking in this small and sweet moment. You felt his thumb move left until it got to your lips and you kissed it softly.
“Take your clothes off, love.” You opened your eyes to see his slightly intimidating stare, guess the sweet moment is over. He pulled your bottom lip down with his thumb and you clenched your thighs which seemed to go unnoticed by him since he wouldn’t take his gaze from yours. “Take your clothes off before I do it myself.” He said it soft and quiet but you knew it wasn’t meant sweetly.
You still stared up at him and he tutted at you. “Told you to take ‘em off, didn’t I?” He let go of your bottom lip and brought his hand to your shirt, gripping it tightly. “I’ll give you one more chance before I do this myself.” He whispered, his cold fingers pressing against your skin underneath your shirt.
You gulped. “Do it yourself then.” He gritted his teeth at the way you weren’t complying with him and leaned closer to your face.
“If you really want me to, love. I’ll be slow about it, just for you.” He slowly got down onto his knees in front of you and kept his eyes still on yours, giving you a teasing smile. “And you can’t complain, you told me to do it.”
He lifted your shirt up over your stomach and leaned forward, kissing from the waistband of the joggers you were wearing to where he held your shirt just below your breasts. You knew if you spoke up about how slow he was going, he’d just go slower, so you kept your mouth shut and let him continue what he was doing.
Still when he got to where he held your shirt he didn’t move it any further up, instead just kissing around the skin below it. He knew this had to be annoying you at least slightly but he loved it, he loved teasing you until you have to stop him and then he’d get to punish you because you stopped him. A never ending cycle that he couldn’t get enough of.
He leaned back a little and finally lifted your shirt over your breasts, he let go of the material and moved his hands to your sides, squeezing slightly. He looked up at you again as his hands started to rub your sides soothingly. “You look gorgeous.” He moved his head forward before you could say anything back to him and kissed between your breasts, stopping his hands at your sides and digging his nails into your skin.
He nipped at your skin and you grabbed his hair, pulling on his brown curls a little. You twisted his hair between your fingers and pulled at a bit until he pulled back and stopped you. “Fucking hell...” He reached up to his head and gripped your wrists, moving your hands away from his head.
“I’m sorry, I pulled too hard. I wasn’t focusing on what I was doing.” He let go of your left hand and brought your right hand to his mouth, kissing your fingertips.
“Not that I don’t like when you pull my hair, just be a little more gentle than that.” He moved your hand back up to his hair and you ran your hand through it, gripping onto the strands softly. “That’s better, good girl...”
He finally took your nipple between his lips and flicked his tongue, resulting in you pushing his face closer to you. He was always eager to please, even when he was meant to be teasing you, he couldn’t help himself. His right hand moved around to your back and then slid down until it went past your joggers and he had his hand resting on your ass.
He started to suck your nipple and then he took his hand out of your joggers to pull them down below your ass, slapping it when the skin was exposed. You jumped forward in surprise, knocking him backwards and forcing him to catch himself on his hands. “Didn’t know you were going to be this jumpy today.”
“I’m so sorry!” You reached your hand out towards him and he grabbed your hand, letting you help him up. He giggled a little at your apology and grabbed your face, giving you a quick kiss.
“Can’t even try to tease you without you messing it up on accident. Just forget that happened and next time just expect that I’m going to do something.” He got back down onto his knees and grabbed your joggers, pulling them down until they were at your feet.
His hands were on your hips now, underneath your underwear and on your skin and he was kissing your thighs. He nipped at your thigh and then pulled back, looking up at you. “Turn the shower on.” He pulled your underwear down and you pressed your thighs together out of embarrassment. “Don’t do that, just go turn the shower on.”
He stood up and you stepped past him, reaching into the shower and turning it on so that it could heat up before you got in with him. You felt his hands grab onto your hips and he pressed himself against you, making you quickly turn your head to look at him and spot the smirk he had. “I couldn’t miss the opportunity.”
“Fuck off.” He raised his eyebrows and grabbed your hair, pulling you back until you were stood up and pressed against him fully. He let go of your hair and raised his hand to your neck, pressing his fingers into your skin.
“Fuck off? Are you really going to speak to me like that right now?” His left hand skimmed down to your body until it was right above your pussy. “Are you going to apologise to me?”
“I’m sorry.” You said quietly, he loved humiliating you, even if it was just the two of you, it worked.
“Sorry? Sorry who?” His hand moved down and then he pressed his middle finger against your clit, making you gulp. “You’re not saying anything. Sorry who?” He tightened his grip around your neck and you gushed out your words.
“I’m sorry, daddy.” He released the harsh grip on your hair a little and kissed your cheek. “I’m sorry...”
“It’s okay, you apologised. Get in the shower.” You turned around and shook your head, he hadn’t even undressed yet so you gripped his shirt. “I was going to let you take my clothes off then you told me to fuck off. Get in the shower.” You huffed and turned away from him again, stepping into his large shower and sitting on the large seat he had in his shower. Rich ass.
You watched as he unbuttoned his shirt, keeping his eyes on you like he had done before. “You hoping for a show?” He unbuttoned the last button and pushed his shirt off, leaving his hands at his sides and waiting for your response.
“I’ll take a show if you’re willing to give one.”
“I might as well, huh?” He shrugged his shirt off of his shoulders and raised his eyebrow at you as he unbuttoned the black skinny jeans he had on. “You just going to sit there? Touch yourself for me.” Right now? In front of him? “Are you going to make me wait?”
You spread your legs for him and he licked his lips, pulling his zipper down as he watched you. “C’mon pretty, give me a show too.” He taunted you and you closed your eyes- “Open ‘em and look at me, baby. If you don’t listen, I can just leave you here yourself.”
You opened your eyes almost immediately and he let out a little chuckle. “Don’t leave me...”
“I won’t, darling. Just do what I ask you, alright?” You skimmed your hand down your stomach and he watched with some sort of hunger in his eyes, it was like he was pleading for more just by the look he was giving you as you obeyed him. “Keep going.”
“It’s kinda embarrassing, Harry.” He shook his head and leaned down a little, pushing his trousers and his boxers down in one. He stepped out of them and into the shower, walking towards you.
He lifted his hand up to your face and stroked your cheek softly ty with his thumb. “Do it.” His authoritative tone surprised you and you stared up at him. “Didn’t you hear me? Do it. You’re so stupid sometimes, aren’t you? Can’t even do a simple thing.”
“Do it yourself.” You repeated the words you spoke to him when he told you to take your clothes off and his eyes darkened, you knew how to get him mad like no one else could.
“You’re really fucking annoying today. I’ll do it, but I need to grab something first.” He turned away from you and grabbed the shower head, turning back around to you with a grin. “I think I know a little trick with this thing and I know you know it.”
“You know-“
“Baby, I know. I saw you. You thought you were home alone and I came back early, heard the shower on and saw...looked like you were having such a good time. I just want to see for myself...properly.” He walked a bit closer to you and you raised your hands, resting them where the ferns on his hips were.
“Your turn first, Harry.” He opened his mouth to speak and you pinched his skin, effectively shutting him up except for the little ‘ow’ he let out. “Your turn first.” You took the shower head from him and placed it next to you.
He grabbed your hair again and tugged it back until you were looking up at him. “Don’t talk to me like that. Stop trying to make demands. It won’t work. Okay?” He grabbed the shower head with his left hand and let go of your hair. “If I want to do this then I’m going to fucking do it, yeah? I know you’re going to take it too, always a whore for me and I love it. My whore.” He said this so possessively that oddly enough, this was giving you butterflies. He’d called you a whore before but he’d never labelled you his whore until now. It was pretty hot.
He got down onto his knees slowly and rested his right hand on your thigh. “Come on baby, dyin’ for a taste. Hold that.” He held the shower head up to you and you grabbed it from him, watching him as he bit his bottom lip and spread your thighs apart a bit more.
He leaned his face forward and kissed your thighs, closing his eyes, he just relied on the knowledge he had of your body now after doing this countless times. “Hurry up...” You grabbed onto his hair and tried to pull his face closer to your pussy but he reached up to grab your wrists and stopped you.
“Why can’t you be patient? Just be patient for me, yeah?” He let your wrists go and you slumped your back against the wall. “I’ll get there eventually, pretty. Just wait.” He licked his thumb and then pressed it against your clit, moving it in circles as he struggled to not touch his cock at the sight of you right now. “Just wait...” He whispered quietly.
He always made you wait, found some weird joy in it. The fact that you’d listen and wait for him, he just really fucking liked that so it was hard to not make you wait every single time you done this.
You squeezed your thighs together, trapping his hand when he started to move his thumb. He never warns you when he’s going to do something, just does it suddenly and teases you for your reaction to it.
“Love, you know you’re not supposed to do that. So fucking stop it.” He slapped your thigh and you spread them apart again. Taking in a shaky breath, you looked down at him as he took his thumb away and replaced it with his ring and middle finger.
“I want it to hurt, Harry.” He stopped moving his fingers against your clit and looked up at you.
“You want it to hurt? You want me to hurt you, baby?” He gripped your thigh hard with his left hand and you hissed as he dug his nails into your skin, creating little crescent moon shaped dents in your skin. “If you want me to hurt you then you’re going to have to be good for me. Need you to act like a good little whore if you want me to be rougher.”
“Okay.” He gave you a condescending smile, taking his fingers away and lifting them up towards you.
“Clean up my fingers for me, yeah?” You grabbed his hand slowly and he watched eagerly as you took his fingers into your mouth, circling your tongue around them.
This man had too many kinks for you to name at the moment but to say you didn’t enjoy it most of the time would just be a massive lie, so you won’t say it. He held back with them for quite a while, probably scared of the fact that you might have not liked it and he would have been really embarrassed but he’s glad that he told you now. You need to be yourself in a relationship, always.
“That’s enough.” You let go of his hand and he slid his fingers out of your mouth slowly. “I think I’ve waited long enough now.” He leaned forward and pressed kisses to your thigh again, both of his hands were gripping your thighs hard and keeping them spread apart. “I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll never forget it.”
His tongue finally touched right where you’d been hoping and wanting this whole time and you let out a loud gasp. Your head tipped back and you banged a little bit against the wall as you felt his tongue pleasure you in a way no one else could even ever attempt to.
You felt his hands slip under your thighs and he lifted your legs up onto his shoulders, never stopping what he was doing with his tongue on you.
You dug your heels into his back as you squeezed your thighs around his head and he dug his nails into your skin, it hurt him a little but he wasn’t about to stop because of it. He started to shake his head side to side and you grabbed onto his unruly hair, keeping him close to you.
You called out his name as he started to suck on your clit and he started to flick his tongue again, making you grind your hips against his tongue a little before he grabbed onto your hips and kept them pinned down.
He pulled his head back and you whined, making him grin at the fact he could satisfy you that good. “Give me the shower head.” You quickly handed it over to him and he changed it to one of the most powerful settings, you were really in for it. “I hope you’re ready.” He said calmly and without any warning he moved the shower head so the water was hitting your clit.
You squirmed and he gripped your thigh, giving you a look of warning. “Stay still for me.” He said, leaning down to suck a hickey on the inside of your thigh while you tried not to let your hips move on their own, trying your best to stay in place. “There we go, good girl.” He praised you and you squeezed your thighs around the shower head. “I just told you how good you were being.”
He pried your thighs apart and changed the shower head to a more powerful setting. “I’m gonna come, Harry-“ He slapped your thigh and you looked down at him.
“Who?” You gulped and he brought the water away from your clit, denying you of your pleasure until you answered him.
“Daddy.” He grinned and let the water hit your clit again, watching as your squirmed and your hips lifted towards the water. “Please let me come.” You pleaded, hoping he would listen to you.
“Do it then.” Your thighs shook as you came hard because of how high the pressure of the water was and the way it was hitting your clit in just the right way. “Good girl.” He massaged your thighs and moved the shower head away, dropping it down and leaning forward again to get his tongue on you.
“Wait-“ His tongue flicked against your clit and you lifted your legs up onto his shoulders, too exhausted to be able to stop him from making you come again. “Uh-“ He pulled back and stood up in front of you, looking down at you with a smirk on his face.
“Just needed another little taste. Doing that is always my favourite part, watching you squirm and beg. I think it’s my turn now, hm?” He stroked your cheek and grabbed your hand, guiding it to his cock. “Go on, baby.” You leaned forward to put your mouth on him and he grabbed your chin. “Not even going to tease me and use your hand a little first? I’m going to admit it, that disappoints me a tiny bit.” He gave you a half smile and his eyebrows were raised as if to say ‘I’m telling you what I want and that’s what you’re going to do’.
“Yeah, sorry.” You apologised and wrapped your hand around his cock, moving it slowly and twisting your hand. “Is this what you wanted?”
“This is much better.” He leaned his head back and let out a relaxed sigh as you squeezed your hand and moved it a little faster. “Mm, faster.” You moved your hand faster up and down his cock and he grabbed your hair, pulling your face closer to his cock. “Use your mouth now.”
He looked down at you and you stuck your tongue out for him, he watched as he slowly pushed his cock into your mouth until it hit the back of your throat. You closed your lips around his cock and he moved his hips back, slowly pushing his cock back into your mouth as if he didn’t want the sight to end.
“So good...” His hips started to move faster and you grabbed onto them, doing your best to breathe through your nose so that you could do this for a bit longer. “Just a bit longer, I promise.” He moved his hips forward until the tip of your nose touched his skin and you closed your eyes, focusing on your breathing.
He moved his hips back until his cock was out of your mouth and you coughed a little, pressing your hand to your chest. “Sorry, baby.” He rested his hand on your back and rubbed in circles as you coughed a little more.
You lifted your head up and he gave you a sweet smile. “I’m fine, I just needed to cough. It’s fine.” He grabbed your hand and sat on the seat next to you, lifting your hand up to give it a kiss.
“Come here.” He opened up his arms and you lifted your leg over him, hovering over his cock as he positioned himself and then you sank down onto him slowly. “Feel good?” He asked and you nodded as you sat down on his lap, gripping his shoulders. “You don’t get to take it easy now, darling.”
You got comfortable on your knees and then lifted yourself up, slowly dropping back down onto his lap. “What’d I say? You don’t get to take it easy now.” He grabbed onto your hips and pulled you up, quickly pushing you back down and he grinned as your breasts moved in front of him as he bottomed out again. “You’re so pretty.”
You started to slowly bounce in his lap making him tilt his head back and close his eyes. “Don’t stop doing that.” He begged and you widened your eyes at his slightly submissive tone but kept moving anyway.
“Harry...” You grabbed his hand and guided it to your throat, making him wrap his fingers around your neck. “Please.” He looked you in the eyes and tightened his hold on your neck as he pushed his hips up.
He pulled you in for a kiss and you squeaked against his lips when he unexpectedly slapped your ass. He laughed a little and raised his hand to your cheek, keeping your lips pressed against his.
His hips kept bucking up against your ass as he was kissing you and you pushed at his chest, making the kiss come to a stop so that you could catch your breath. “Losing your breath over this already?” He said cheekily and you laid your forehead on his chest as he kept moving his hips, it seemed like he was never going to stop. “You’re taking it so good.” He grunted as he tilted his head back and moved his hips a little faster.
You leaned in and started to kiss his neck, he jumped a little at the unexpected action but relaxed when he realised what you were doing. His hand moved down your body until he got to your pussy and then he slowly started to rub your clit. “Just keep doing that.” He said lowly, kissing the side of your head.
He stopped his hips and you pulled back from his neck with a pout. “I don’t know why I’m doing all the work.”
“It hurts my knees.” You exclaimed and he bit his bottom lip as if he was trying to think of a solution.
“Get up.” You slowly lifted your hips up and stood in front of him, waiting for his next words. “Bend over and put your elbows on the bench, love.” He stood up and walked behind you, pressing his hand into your back until you had no choice but to do as he asked. “Is this better? Would you prefer if I fucked you from behind so that your knees don’t have to hurt?”
“Y-yeah...” You felt him push into you and he kept moving his hips forward until they were pressed against your ass. He pulled his hips back slowly and then started an unexpectedly fast pace, making sure his hips pressed right against your ass every time. “Fuck!” You shouted out and squeezed your hands into fists, feeling your nails dig into your skin but you didn’t care.
“Is this better for you, baby?” He taunted, trying to get himself deeper than he already was. “Hm? It is isn’t it?” He grabbed onto your hips and let out a small moan as you tightened around him. “Fucking hell...”
Harry’s fingers seemed to press into your skin as much as they could, forcing you to bite your lip and keep the sounds that were begging to get out because of the pain to yourself so that he would continue. You shouted out his name as his hand went around your stomach and down to your clit, rubbing feverishly. “Come for me, yeah?” Harry said lowly, barely able to speak from the pleasure he was feeling.
Your back arched and he moved his hips slower but the slower pace helped him go deeper, hitting just the right spot inside of you. “Harry, I can’t-“
“You can.” He interrupted, he was giving so much good stimulation that it was very overwhelming to you and you didn’t know how to deal with it. “I know you can.” He kissed your back lightly and you gripped the edge of the bench as your stomach started to turn, but in a good way. “Hurry up, or you won’t get to come.”
“I am...” He quickly grabbed onto your shoulder and pulled you up against his chest, looking over your shoulder at your breasts.
“Sorry, always helps.” He kissed your neck and you grabbed onto his hair as you started to feel like you were about to come. You moaned his name as you felt yourself start to come, the release of the pressure in your stomach making this so much better.
Your thighs shook and he wrapped his arm around you, holding you up. “Hold on for me, love.” His hips started to slow and he kept his pace for a little bit before his hips stopped and he came in you, dropping his forehead on your shoulder in exhaustion.
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