Hello everyone, my name is Carmen! I’m 18, 5’6 and I’m from Alabama! I’m African American as well >.<
I’m an artist who paints like it’s therapy and builds aesthetics like entire worlds! I grew up on the golden era of kids’ TV, raised by Cartoon Network classics like The Powerpuff Girls, Courage the Cowardly Dog, Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, Chowder, The Amazing World of Gumball, and Adventure Time.
Disney channel has also shaped the cozy parts of me with shows like Dog With a Blog, Good Luck Charlie, Wizards of Waverly Place, Jessie, and Austin & Ally, plus Halloween staples like Hocus Pocus, Halloweentown, Twitches, and Lemonade Mouth.Then there’s nickelodeon— where I watched Zoey 101, Victorious, iCarly, Big Time Rush, True Jackson VP, The Fairly OddParents, Danny Phantom, and the elite early seasons of Spongebob. And before all that, pbs kids was my soft little starter pack with Arthur, Cyberchase, Clifford, Dragon Tales, WordGirl, and Maya & Miguel.
i’ve always been obsessed with aesthetics — Y2K, retrofuturism, glittery cartoon vibes, grunge, soft girl, afrofuturism, anything with a mood or a texture. i collect visuals like other people collect jewelry. friendships have been hard; i pretty much lost all of mine, so now i’m in a chapter of rebuilding my life, my energy, and the version of myself I want to show the world.
music is basically my personality. i listen to n.e.r.d, pharrell, kelis, beyoncé, aaliyah, lauryn hill, rico nasty, doja cat, megan thee stallion, and lola brooke. i love 90s black male rappers like a tribe called quest, outkast, biggie, nas, and method man. i grew up on 90s/2000s pop rock and nu metal — paramore, no doubt, garbage, linkin park, evanescence, korn, deftones — and i’m also into k-pop groups like BTS, newjeans, GOT7, and Twice. then i mix that with beabadoobee, lamp, tyler, the creator, and steve lacy because my playlists have no genre loyalty.
on youtube, i mostly watch gamers who make horror games funny instead of terrifying: coryxkenshin, berleezy, mikeeey, dashie, jaidabunni, and siera rena. they’re my comfort creators when i’m painting or just decompressing.
i want another piercing and a tattoo before i turn 19 — slowly becoming the girl my younger self would stare at like, “she’s so cool.” this blog is my digital scrapbook: my art, my worlds, my nostalgia, and everything i’m reclaiming. welcome to my corner of the internet — i hope you feel at home here.
Synopsis - One night with her favorite nsfw content creator turns into something Daisy never saw coming.
Warnings - Heavy Smut, fluff, sex work, obsession, soft dominance, use of pet names.
MINORS DNI
Part 1 of 2
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The outside breeze whispered harsh words against Daisy’s windows. Chicago had been storming for the past few days and so Daisy locked herself in her apartment and just watched.
Her Hello Kitty mug sat tight against her chest, warming up her skin with the hot tea it currently carried. It was a Saturday, no work, no errands to run, no show to watch. Just her and the silence of her apartment.
The rain seemed to come down with no end in sight. She snuggled her furry blanket closer to her body, legs crisscrossed against her chair and back slightly hunched over as she watched the world move in front of her.
Her best friend sent her a text, asking if she’d gone on that date last week. She ignored it, hoping the topic would get dropped.
Daisy lived in her head, her life was full of daydreams. She spent more time glued to an open book than she did interacting with the outside world. It’s what she preferred. She was too shy, too sheltered to go after what she wanted.
And what Daisy wanted didn’t come easy. The passion and intensity she craved was something she was sure she’d only find within the comforts of carefully printed pages and so she stopped wasting her time and went back to her little world full of words and commas.
She sighed loudly, eyes glued to the couple across the street that shared an umbrella as they ran down the block. Her phone pinged again, the sound grabbing her attention. It was a notification from Twitter.
‘New notification from ChiTownStack’
Daisy bit her lip before carefully opening her phone. He’d uploaded another video, the second one this week.
She hesitantly clicked on it. Loud moans filled her ears as she watched a pretty darkskin girl arch her back deeper while Stack thrusted into her. She looked dazed but satisfied, like if he was doing everything right.
Daisy let out another sigh, a sense of heavy wanting flowed through her bones. She’d liked the video before locking her phone and turning her attention back to the window.
She’d stumbled upon his page months ago when he liked one of her pictures. Her online presence was far different from his, her pictures often times going viral for how pretty she was. Big curly Afro, smooth melanated skin, plump and thick in all the right places, big hazel eyes and a smile sweeter than candy.
Stack liked what he’d seen, admired her picture for a little too long before hitting the little heart and scrolling down.
And that’s how they lived, the two sending little signs here and there that they see each other but nothing further than that.
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The dark purple walls came to life as the sun shined through the open curtains that Daisy forgot to close the night before . Her bed adorned with silk, black sheets kissed her skin as she stretched and moved around on it.
Chicago had finally stopped storming. A full week of sunshine and perfect fall weather.
Daisy got up and slowly walked to her bathroom. She took a much needed cold shower before brushing her teeth and starting her skin care routine. Wrapping a robe around her body, Daisy grabbed her phone from her room before heading down the stairs. She heard the last few sizzle and pops from her coffee machine just as it finished brewing.
With a Spider-Man cup in one hand and her phone in the other, Daisy sat at on her kitchen stool before starting her daily scroll through her socials.
‘ChiTownStack started following you’
Daisy’s eyes widened in shock, almost choking on the hot coffee before she could compose herself. Her heart was beating faster than the one time she forced herself to try out for track in high school. She clicked on the notification, the little grey ‘follows you’ right next to his name might as well have been in big bold letters with the way it stared back at her.
She put the phone down, took a deep breath and picked it back up before hitting the ‘follow back’ button. Her stomach turned, the stupid little crush she’d formed over this man had her all anxious before she could even get her day started. Daisy bit her lip to keep from smiling as she scrolled through his pictures, he was fine in ways that just couldn’t be explained.
“Calm down, Jesus. It’s just a follow.” Daisy mumbled to herself while she started preparing breakfast.
An avocado toast with bacon later, Daisy sat at her desktop, clocked in and already focused on her coding tasks before she even took a bite of her food.
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The days flew by before Daisy even had a chance to familiarize herself with them. Next thing you knew winter was in full effect. The weather had been bitter, the sun barely shined and the wind seemed to gain new strength everyday.
Daisy stuck to her routine. Work, gym, dinner and in bed by 9PM.
That night she’d gone grocery shopping, getting whatever essentials she needed before heading back home and getting ready for bed. Sleep hadn’t been coming easy lately, her mind often wondering, craving, desiring.
Her phone laid on her stomach and on speaker as she’s being forced to listen to her best friend talk about how her fiancée just knew exactly how and where to touch her.
“Listen girl, when you find that man that just knows what he’s doing, hold on him tight cause whew! I went through some trials and tribulations chile…”
Daisy giggled. “I remember. Omg. Remember Josh?? He’d spend more time sweating then actually having sex.”
“Bitch. How could I forget??? I unfortunately lived through it! Ugh! I’m glad I convinced him to record it. I HAD to show you cause you swore I was lyin!”
Daisy’s body shook from laughter. “I just couldn’t believe that shit was real. You looked traumatized!”
“I was!! Ugh. Terrible!”
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Long after the clock strikes midnight, Daisy had found herself still wide awake and head still dizzy with unwarranted thoughts.
She picked her phone back up, biting her lip as she clicked the Twitter app and went straight to the search bar.
His profile came up before she even finished typing, no new video in weeks. Nothing but a picture of him at a ski resort. She hadn’t bothered to like it, too scared of being noticed but something about the way his smile took up the screen made her tap the little heart.
She did another quick scroll, old videos of himself he’d reposted, pictures she’d already seen, some funny memes, videos of anime she’d already watched before she even knew he liked them. A sigh escapes her lips and she rolls her eyes at her dramatics.
“Having a crush on a nigga that does onlyfans Daisy, really? God.” Daisy mumbled to herself before locking her phone.
She closed her eyes, hoping sleep would consume her, but then she heard it. A familiar ping that indicated she got a notification. The screen brightened her face as she tapped to unlock her phone.
ChiTownStack
You must be up thinking about me or something.
Daisy’s stomach turned, her heart pumped one, twice and a third time before it settled comfortably. Her fingers quickly typed, then slowed down as to not seem desperate.
PrincessDaisy
And what makes you think that?
His reply came quick, no waiting games, no shame.
ChiTownStack
It’s almost two in the morning and you liking a picture I posted days ago
It’s okay to admit it. I be up thinking bout you too.
Daisy sat up in her bed, eyes wide and full of shock. “I be up thinking bout you too?” She said out loud as if she couldn’t believe he actually typed that.
PrincessDaisy
How do you know the picture didn’t just come up on my page?
And thinking about me? I hardly doubt that.
She groaned into her pillow, stomach turning like a schoolgirl with a crush. Her eyes stayed shut, not bothering to check if he was typing. But then she heard the same ping again.
ChiTownStack
Don’t lie to me, pretty. I ain’t judgin
Why you doubt it? You’re pretty as fuck. I be up looking at your pictures too.
Only thing is, I ain’t scared to admit it
“Oh my god… he called me pretty twice.” Daisy blushed, giggling softly before kicking her feet. She felt giddy, and they’ve barely even spoken.
“Okay okay, calm down.” She took a deep breath and opened the message. Her thumbs froze, mind going completely blank as she couldn’t find anything to say. She panicked, typing and deleting, re-typing and deleting again.
PrincessDaisy
You got a big ego, but I’ll feed into it and say I was looking at your pictures
Thank you💗 Didn’t peg you as the stalker type but I appreciate the honesty.
ChiTownStack
It ain’t even ego baby, I just know. But since you wanna be stubborn. I’ll take it. 😂
If me admiring your pictures is me being a stalker, then so be it. I guess that’s what I am.
Question is, what does that make you?
Daisy smiled, a small laugh bubbling in her throat. Her fingers worked before her mind had the chance to catch up.
PrincessDaisy
You always this bold? Don’t even know me and calling me stubborn.
How long have you been “admiring my pictures”?
I’m nowhere near as obsessed with you as you are with me, so it doesn’t make me anything.
Somewhere hidden in the deep dark night of Chicago, Stack set down his game controller at the sound of a new DM from Twitter. He read her messages, deep chuckle slipping has his lips before responding.
ChiTownStack
Don’t gotta know you to see you stubborn as hell
He thought about her and the way he stumbled onto her Twitter page about a year ago. She looked like everything he wasn’t. All sunshine and rainbows.
He ignored her pictures the first time he’d seen them but then the second time she ended up on his timeline, he stared a little too long. The third time, he stopped fully, read comments from thirsty men and then kept scrolling. By the fourth time, he was looking at who shared it. Then clicked on her profile and went through the rest of her pictures.
Something about her made him want to just wrap himself around her. She looked soft, like touch of sweetness that he craved, but he kept his distance, bookmarked his favorite picture and then forgot about it.
But often times he’d find himself back her page. Smiling at some meme she shared, taking recommendations from the anime she’d talk about, and staring so deeply at her pictures, that he’d probably be able to draw her from memory if he tried.
ChiTownStack
It’s been a while. I won’t expose myself and say how long though
Are you sure? I’ve seen you like my stuff before we even followed each other. Sometimes you be the first one.
Bet you got my notifications turned on
PrincessDaisy
Please expose yourself. Im interested
Hmm, it seems like you be waiting for me to like your stuff.
Bet you only post so I could see it
Stack smirked, hand rubbing his beard slightly.
ChiTownStack
Let’s say it’s been about a year or so
You’re making some crazy assumptions there, Daisy.
PrincessDaisy
Now you’re just lying to me
You say they’re crazy assumptions but I don’t see you denying them.
Daisy could feel her eyes getting heavy, the smile on her face hurt but she couldn’t seem to get rid of it. She locked her phone, heart stammering in ways she hadn’t felt before.
Her eyes closed momentarily before sleep ultimately consumed her.
ChiTownStack
Why would I lie to you? I’m always honest, baby
You think I post to get your attention? And if I did, does it work?
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Daisy and Stack spent days flirting, teasing, constantly going back and forth about nothing and everything. She started posting more often just to see his name in her likes, sometimes he’d comment things like
ChiTownStack
‘This why you haven’t texted me back?’
PrincessDaisy
‘Just say I’m pretty and move it along 🙄’
ChiTownStack
‘You’re gorgeous.’
Stack was huge in the onlyfans community. He had millions of followers and fans. People loved his worked and rightfully so. They worshipped him like a God, followed his every move and would even miss him when he’d take breaks. So it wasn’t long before they started to notice the attention he gave Daisy. His social media was pretty much quiet besides posting his own work. He didn’t follow much people and didn’t bother interacting with anyone besides his loyal supporters. Therefore, it was easy to spot him on her page.
His fans started leaving comments, asking if she was going to eventually work with him. Stack would get dm’s from people wanting to pay more money to see the two of them work together.
Daisy ignored them, too scared, too anxious to even be within five feet from him, let alone have sex.
Stack ignored them too but not because he didn’t want to but because he did. Badly. He wanted to ruin her. Make her break right under him but he was scared she wouldn’t be able to handle it and so he kept his thoughts to himself.
The two chose not to speak about the elephant in the room. Just kept texting each other as if there was nothing else to talk about.
FaceTime calls lasted hours long and nights didn’t end without the two saying goodnight to each other.
They didn’t know what it meant but they knew they liked it.
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December was colder than usual. Daisy sat in her living room when she received a text message from Stack.
‘New Demon Slayer movie now out on streaming services’
Wanna watch and react?
Her chest ached from the anxiety her body felt. Stack, out of her own recommendation, started a YouTube channel, somewhere where he could show more of his regular life. She found him entertaining and told him he’d make a lot more money for himself if he showed people who he was behind his OnlyFans persona.
His fans went crazy. He’d post vlogs of him cooking, running errands, going to the gym and reacting to the anime that Daisy would put him on to.
He’d name drop her a couple of times in a few of his videos, leaving his comments in a frenzy.
‘So when we getting that you and Daisy collab???’
‘Is she going to be in your next video?’
Daisy kept dodging him, excuses after excuses. But Stack wasn’t having it, he knew she was avoiding him and so he kept asking until eventually she had no choice but to finally go through with it.
Her curls were up in a puff, her makeup was light on her face, fresh set of wispy lashes sat pretty on her eyes, her lips glossed and her edges laid flat.
She wore light yellow Alo yoga pants with the matching long sleeve top. Her feet were covered in cream colored Uggs that matched her Mackage. Daisy sprayed her most expensive perfumes, mixing the vanilla with her Jasmine Peach scented body lotion from Eos.
Her stomach turned as she drove to his apartment, fingers shaking behind the steering wheel. It was easier for her to talk to him behind a screen, she could hide behind pixels and poor connections. But now there was nowhere to run.
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Stack opened the door the second she knocked, his eyes trailed from the top of her head to the tip of her shoes.
“Hi.” Her voice was softer in person, everything about her seemed to be.
“Hey. Come in.” Stack stepped aside watching her make her way into the warmth of his apartment. He took her coat and hung it on the rack as she looked around. They’ve talked long enough that this should’ve been normal, but Daisy couldn’t help but quietly freak out.
“You quieter than usual.” His eyes tracked her, she took in the deep navy blue walls, the smell of freshly baked pizza and the low lights hanging above her head.
“Sorry, I’m just—”
“Don’t apologize. I’m just making sure you’re good. You good, right?”
She finally looked at him, black T shirt hugging tatted arms that she’d seen way too many times. Dark grey sweats hanging low on his hips, chains hanging from his neck and two studded earrings on each of his ears. Her mind went to places they shouldn’t have been as his arms moved about, muscles straining against the already tight shirt.
“Daisy?”
“Huh?” She snapped back to reality, clearing her throat slightly before letting out a nervous chuckle. “Y-Yea I’m good. Are you good?”
Stack grinned, slowly nodding. “I’m good, mama. You ready to start or you need anything?”
Her face reddened at the nickname, she placed her hands on her cheeks hoping he wouldn’t notice. “Yeah I’m ready.”
“Aight.” Stack led them to his room where his desktop was already set up and the camera pointed directly at the two of them. She sat down on one of the computer chairs, already feeling her nerves worsen by the second. Stack headed back down to the kitchen to grab the snacks and drinks while she sat pretty waiting for him. Her leg shook and her stomach turned in ways that made her nauseous.
He placed a plate of pizza in front of her and a drink.
“I ain’t know if you wanted liquor or not so I got you this and a water bottle.” He was close, so close she could smell his cologne mixed with what seemed like a faint smell of weed.
“Oh um. T-thank you.” She grabbed the glass cup and took a big gulp from it. Stack watched her with a small smile.
“Daisy. Relax, pretty. It’s just you and me.” Their eyes met for the first time since she had arrived and God did he look better in person than he did on camera. He gave her a small nod, reassurance that there was no need to be scared around him. She took a deep breath and nodded.
“Okay.”
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Tipsy didn’t come easy for Daisy but for some reason that night it did. Stack could barely focus, not with the way her giggles came often but were so refreshing every time he heard it. Not with the way her knee would press against his, or the way her smile would widen when she’d talk all nerdy to him and he’d listen like his life depended on it.
His mind was anywhere but the movie, his eyes kept drifting to her face so much so, that she’d catch him a few times.
“You’re not paying attention, Elias.” She had a shy little smile on her lips, fingers playing with each other while she pretended to focus on the screen. She could feel the weight of his stare but tried so hard to act like she didn’t.
“I can’t.” He simply answered, voice deep in a way she still hadn’t gotten used to.
“Why can’t you?” Her voice was small, nerves crawling up her spine.
“Cause I’d rather look at you instead.” Daisy’s breath hitched, her eyes looking down at her hands, refusing to look up even when she felt him move closer. “Look at me, Daisy.”
He gently grabbed her jaw, eyes locking into each other. “Why you so nervous around me, mama? Hm?”
“B—because… I don’t know— you just make me nervous.” Her eyes were wide, body burning from the warmth he radiated.
“I don’t want you nervous around me. You’re safe with me, you know that, right?” She melted into his touch, head nodding slightly.
“Elias I—” she cut herself off, teeth sinking into her lip. Her hands slowly raised to his chest, touching the hardness hidden behind his shirt.
“What you want princess, hm? Tell me.” Her body almost arched into his just from the tone in his voice. She didn’t know if the sudden confidence came from the way he looked at her, as if she was the only woman in existence, or from the liquor, but the next words out of her mouth were
“I want you to touch me.”
Stack let out a low groan. “Yea? You sure?”
She nodded, eyes hooded and hands gripping him loosely. “Please?”
Stack almost lost all restraint, he took a deep breath, bulge growing under the weight of his sweats. He turned his head, facing the camera before looking back at her. “Want me to leave it on?”
Daisy licked her lips, her dropped slightly from shyness as she let out a small “Yes.”
Stack smirked, “Nah speak up. Let em hear you.”
Daisy shoved her face into Stacks shoulders. “Elias stop.” He chuckled lowly before grabbing her face again.
“So fucking shy. What am I gonna do with you?” He placed a kiss to her cheeks before stopped right in front of her lips. “What should I do with you?”
“Anything.”
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The camera was moved towards the bed, capturing a perfect view of Daisy with her legs wide open as Stack licked and sucked on her clit.
“Oh my god.” Her legs shook around his head, body arching as her fifth orgasm threatened to break her apart. Stack ate like he was starved, moaning into her pussy as his eyes rolled back from her taste.
“Give me one more. Yeah? Can you give me one more?” The look in his eyes almost seemed crazed, as if he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. Daisy whined, the pout on her face deepened as her whole body shook.
“Eliaaass, f-fuck” He slipped two fingers inside of her, curling and hitting that spongy spot that had her spine bending. “I’m gonna cum.” She whimpered as her hands gripped the sheets. Elias had his mouth stuck to her clit, staring up at her while he watched her unfold. His tongue licked up and down her slit then pushing into her and swirling it around. He moved down slightly, kissing and sucking the puckered hole before moving back up and attaching his mouth to her nub.
Daisy sobbed as the coil snapped, her juices drenching Stack. He opened his mouth wider, drinking her down like water and groaning.
By the time he was on top of her, Daisy was in a state of bliss. “Look at you, fucked out already and I ain’t even start yet.”
His dick was bigger than she’d seen in videos, thick, veiny and already dripping pre cum. Her body tensed up as she felt him rubbing himself against her folds. Her hands reaching up to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to her. “Gentle, please.” She begged, lips pouted while her eyes stayed glued to his.
Stack leaned down, sealing the kiss with a gentle force. “Anything you want, baby. I’ll be gentle, okay?”
Daisy nodded, eyes focused on his as he slowly pushed in. She gasped, finger nails biting his skin as she tried not to push away.
“Keep looking at me, don’t look away.” Stack kissed her again, hands holding onto her hips as he sunk deeper. “Fuck you feel so good.”
Daisy’s eyes filled with tears, her legs trembled and her pussy clenched around him. She whimpered as she felt him slowly pull out before sinking back in until his pelvis kissed the back of her thighs. “Oh my— Elias.”
“You doing so good. I’m so proud of you.” Stack moaned as he buried his face in the crook of her neck and started moving. His thrust were slow but deep, grinding into her so that she could feel everything.
Tears slipped past Daisy’s eyes as she sobbed loudly. Her body hummed in a way she’d never felt before, the pain had subsided but the pleasure was overwhelming, she could’ve sworn she felt him in her stomach.
“This what you wanted?” Stack grabbed her face. “Look at me. Talk to me. This what you wanted, right?” He sped up slightly and Daisy almost chocked on her own breath.
She nodded, completely dazed from how deep he was inside of her.
“I said talk to me. Let me hear you.”
“Yesssssss. Yesss Elias. I— I wanted this.” Her cries filled the room along with the sounds of him sliding in and out of her. Cream slid out of her swollen folds, forming a ring around his dick.
“Mhmm, you so messy. Look at you.” Stack moaned, eyes locked on to where their bodies met. Daisy couldn’t stop crying, her body twisted and bent while her tears formed puddles on the bed. Stack watched her in awe, he grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulders then intertwined their fingers together as he deepened his thrust. His strokes sped up slightly, still gentle but sharp enough to leave her gasping over and over again. “You cryin? Hm? Let me see you cry for me. Show me how good I’m making you feel.”
She came mid stroke, body trembling under him while her cum painted his thighs. “Good fucking girl, princess.” Stack moaned, gripping her hands tighter, he pulled out, rapidly stroking his dick, covering her pussy with his seed.
Daisy thought he was done, but Stack couldn’t stop. He flipped her around in a blink of an eye, her chest pressed to the bed while her back arched high up. He slipped inside her with ease. Daisy cried out, her hand reaching back to rest on his lower stomach. “Elias… I—It’s too much. I can’t—”
He was grinding into her, making sure to keep himself buried all the way in before sliding out. He grabbed her hand and held it, then leaned down to kiss her palm and her spine that was covered in a light sheen of sweat. “You can take it, you been doing so good for me.”
Stack was stuck in a trance, her moans fueling an obsession he felt forming deep inside of his body. Her ass clapped back onto him, bodies meeting with a sticky slap every time he moved. “I could fucking drown in this pussy, mama.”
He pulled out, buried his face in between her legs and sucked her pussy like it was his job. Daisy screamed, squirt shooting out of her without permission.
“Give me all that shit. Keep going. Don’t stop.” Stack slid back in while she continued to squirt. Thrusting faster this time, hard enough to hit that spot he kept abusing. Daisy’s body twitched, trying to pull away from him but he held her hips in a grip so tight she was sure it’d form bruises. “Don’t run from me. Take it. Keep cumming on this dick. You doing so fucking good.”
Daisy couldn’t stop screaming, her body convulsed and her knuckles turned white from how hard she gripped the sheets. “Elias! Elias— Fuck! I can’t!—” her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her juices still flowing out of her. “Eliiiaassssssss!” She was a mess, sobbing into the bed as if it’d save her from the overwhelming pleasure she was feeling.
Stack felt it, felt her body reaching a point of overstimulation. He slowed down his strokes and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her up so that her back met his chest. “Shhh, shhh, it’s okay. I got you.”
Her body trembled against his, her breathing was nothing but short gasps and whimpers. He still moved inside of her, slower this time, helping ride out the intensity she just went through. His hands rubbed up and down her body while he placed kisses on her neck on shoulder. “Breathe baby, you’re good. I’m here. You’re safe with me, remember?” Daisy nodded weakly, still softly sobbing against him, moans slipping past her raw and bitten lips.
Stacks hands continued to soothe her as he slowly thrusted in and out of her. “Take a deep breath for me.”
Daisy listened, her body finally calming down and slumping against him. He held her there, hips still grinding into her. She tilted her head to look at him, her face flushed, mascara running down her cheeks, eyes red and puffy. Stack grabbed the side of her jaw then leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips, so soft and gentle that it broke something inside of Daisy. Her eyes watered again without meaning to, they stared into each other’s eyes as he kept moving, kept building the both of them up in pace so slow it felt like torture. “Beautiful” He mumbled against her lips before kissing her again and again until both of their bodies were at the verge of breaking.
The orgasm that followed wasnt harsh, it held them together as both of their essences mixed. She felt him pulsing inside of her, he felt her dripping down his legs. Their eyes never faltered, they came while studying the way their pupils dilated for each other. She held onto his arms that were wrapped tightly around her waist, moaning against his mouth as her body came down from the high.
Stack gently pulled out, before laying her body on the bed. Before he could walk off, she grabbed his arm. “Wait.” Her voice was hoarse from the screaming, her grip weak against his arm.
He leaned above her, placing kisses to her face before pulling back. “You alright?”
She nodded, her hands rubbing along his face and beard. “I— I want more.” She’d whisper so quietly he thought maybe he had heard her wrong.
“You want more?” Stack kissed her chest, lips wrapping around her perked nipple before pulling back with pop.
“Yes… please.” Stacked moaned, sucking on her breasts and licking her damp skin. His mouth went everywhere it could, licking, sucking, biting. Marking her up as if she was his own property.
He lined himself up again, ready to slide in before she placed a trembling hand to his chest. He stopped immediately, eyebrows furrowing in concern.
“Not like this… L—Lay down.” Stack raised an eyebrow, lips pulling up in a smirk before he moved to lay flat on the bed. Daisy climbed on top of him, her movements shy but needy.
He watched her with what looked like adoration, which at this point, it probably was. She looked like art above him and from that, he knew he wasn’t going to last long.
Her knees bent on either side of him as she slowly sunk down. She moaned, hands gripping his chest as she started to move. Stacks eyes stayed glued to her, his mouth open slightly, little groans escaping from between his lips. His hands moved to her waist, not to guide but to pull her closer. Her body laid down on top of his, she moved her ass up and down, her walls swallowing him whole.
Stacks breathing began to stutter, his moans became louder and his grip tightened against her. “F—Fuck, Daisy.” She was so wet, so warm and so tight that his eyes crossed from how good she felt around him.
Daisy sped up, chasing that bliss that she desperately needed just one more time. She watched him squirm under him, trying hard not to loose control but failing miserably. “S— so pretty, Elias.” She moaned against his lips.
Stacks hips snapped up at the compliment, his body reacting without second thought. She felt his abs tightening and the way he seemed to swell inside of her. “Not yet, baby. Hold on a little longer, please? For me?”
He moaned loudly, hands gripping anywhere “I can’t — Fuck, Daisy. I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop, mama.”
Daisy placed kisses on his chest, hips still snapping down on him at a steady pace. Her walls fluttered around him and Stack whimpered. She moaned at the sound of him, somehow getting wetter from hearing him loose it.
“Just a little longer. Please? You just feel so good.”
Stack could barely hold it together, his legs trembling from the restraint. “I— Shit— Im tryin, baby. Im tryin to hold it— I can’t.” He groaned, head tucked into her neck while his hands gripped her ass, helping her ride him.
“Almost there. Fuuuckkkkkk.” Daisy whined, her own legs shaking from the pressure building up. “Kiss me, please kiss me.”
Stack grabbed her face, lips meeting in a heated kiss that snapped the last bit of patience he had. “I’m bout to fucking nut— Daisy, fuck baby. You gotta— get up.”
Daisy moaned, moving her hips faster as she slightly shook her head. “I want it. I want you to cum inside of me.”
His hands gripped her ass again, holding her tight against him as he thrusted into her, moaning loudly while his seed decorated her walls. “Take it, take all of it.”
Daisy sobbed, her back arching as she squirted all over him. He stayed buried inside of her, riding out what was left of the orgasm. She slumped on top of him, both of their bodies twitching and exhausted.
Stack rubbed his hands up and down her spine, she traced the tattoos on his chest and listened to the beat of his heart. They didn’t move, he didn’t pull out, she didn’t complain.
The camera still recorded, capturing the way they fit so perfectly against each other, like missing puzzle pieces. It captured the kiss Stack placed on her forehead and the small smile on Daisy’s lips. It captured the way neither of them knew what this meant, why it was so intense, why it felt like something they’ve both been missing.
The camera kept rolling long after her eyes closed shut, melting into him fully and then the last few strokes of Stacks hands on her back before he too, fell asleep.
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