Birthday Presents (Jason McCann) (MATURE)
This is so messy I don’t even know what this is I’m sorry for putting this upon you all lmao
“I wish I could be there with you,” Jason sighed subtly through the phone, clearing trying not to sound too phased.
“Me too. But I’ll come see you later, right?” I sat up in bed, feeling neglected by the warmth of the sheets leaving my body.
“Of course, I’m not missing out on giving you some hardcore birthday sex just because your fuckwit of a dad won’t let me see you.”
“Jason, he’s still my dad.” I said, frowning, but he couldn’t see. “I’m not asking you to like him, I’d prefer if you two could get a long but-”
“I know,” Jason interrupted me. “and I’m sorry, but if he wants to doubt my love for you and keep thinking that twisted shit about how I’m going to end up kidnapping you and holding you at gunpoint, he can fuck off.” There was slight hurt in his voice and I pitied him.
“But I don’t wanna ruin your day, I’m sorry. It’d be better if I wasn’t there anyway.” I pictured the expressionless look that I’d become so used to taking over his face.
“Believe me, Jason; I want you here more than anything. But I can barely have you at the front door without something starting between you two.” I chewed my lip, not really wanting to have this type of conversation on my birthday.
“I was bringing you flowers, for fuck sake!” He said, I flinched at his voice ringing loudly in my ear.
“I’m sorry, it’s your birthday.” He said quickly before he sighed again. “Go and enjoy it, I’ll text you, okay?”
“Are you gonna be okay?” I asked quietly.
“Trust me, once you’re here and riding me, your dad’ll be the last thing on my mind.” I could tell he was grinning to himself.
“I’d hope so,” I chuckled, throwing some clothes on as I spoke.
“Now, go down and open your stuff.” He said, I heard shuffling through the phone.
“What are you doing today?” I questioned, trailing slowly around the room, not really wanting to leave him.
“Uh, I’ve got to go and sort something later, but right now I’m probably gonna jack off.” He said casually, making my stomach flip.
“With the thought of you, I’m pretty sure I will.” He laughed when I whined. “Let me know what you think of your presents that I got you, alright?” His voice was rough.
“Yeah, I will. I’ll call you later, okay?” Smiling, I listened as he said his farewells and put the phone down.
After having gone through the gifts from family and friends, there were five parcels who I presumed were from Jason. Five was more than I got from most people, I smiled widely at the fact he probably thought that even that many wasn’t enough.
I noticed as my dad glanced at them and let his eyes rest on them long enough for me to bite down on the inside of my cheek to stop myself from saying something.
“I’m going to take a wild guess and say those are from your boyfriend, Jaden, is it?” My dad looked at me with fake confusion.
“Jason.” I spoke through a clenched jaw.
“Come on then, let’s see what he can afford with all that drug money in his pocket.” My dad picked up one of the parcels that were wrapped less than perfectly, making me laugh at the thought of Jason attempting to wrap them. “Why does this say ‘From daddy’?” My dad showed me the tag hanging from the parcel with a glare.
Looking down at the other four, they all showed the same tag that, in Jason’s instantly recognisable scruffy writing, said ‘From daddy’ and I felt my cheeks heating up instantly.
“I, uh, I think this is just Jason’s way of making a joke.” I chuckled nervously, knowing that was far from what this was.
There’s a chance Jason did this to take a hit at my dad, but also to embarrass me, or there was the fact that it’s possible he was genuinely serious about the gifts. I reminded myself to speak to him about it.
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed a rectangular one from the pile and slowly started to rip at the wrapping paper. Underneath was a red box that had a removable lid. I was puzzled as I wondered what it was.
Taking the lid off slowly, almost worried as to what it was, I was instantly greeted with what was easily recognisable as an eight inch dildo. Pink.
My heart sank and I felt like crying all of a sudden. It felt like thousands of wasps were attacking my insides and wouldn’t stop.
I looked up to see my parents sat staring between me and the sex toy in my lap. They looked far from amused while I wasn’t sure if to laugh or cry. None of us knew what to say.
Moving it so that it sat next to me, I hesitated to pick up another. “[Y/N]..” I heard them both start to protest.
“It’s all right, let’s just move on.” I laughed it off, beginning to unwrap another present. I immediately thought he wouldn’t make me go through it twice and buy me something even worse.
This time, there was a black box but it was identical to the last. Only slight removing the slid so that it was out of view of my parents, I looked inside to see a white vibrator. I slammed the box shut and pulled my lips into my mouth.
Both amused and embarrassed, I pulled my phone out with the intention of texting Jason, to see I had a message from him:
I’m guessing you’ve opened my presents. When you’re done downstairs I want you to go upstairs and use the dildo and the vibrator. I’ll punish you later if you come here telling me you haven’t done it. Enjoy. Happy birthday babygirl x
I was sure at this point that my cheeks were red, as red as they could get. I sighed.
“What is it?” My mom asked me, making me inwardly groan.
“N-Nothing of importance,” I smiled, placing it down on top of the other one.
I opened the next two and found two sets of lace bras and underwear, one in black and one in red. I actually loved them. I knew red was Jason’s favourite and I imagined him smirking as he picked them out.
The other of the two was the largest parcel and probably the most surprising one of all. It contained various objects from a vibrating bullet to a whip. Just like the other, I slammed it shut before my parents had the chance to see inside.
“[Y/N]. Get that boyfriend of yours on the phone now and ask him what he thinks he’s playing at.” My dad said in a stern voice, clearly not knowing where to look.
“Oh, don’t worry. I’m going to.” I gritted my teeth, taking my phone in my hand.
Once I’d hit the call icon, I quickly climbed to my feet and headed for the kitchen before he answered. I let out an exasperated sigh, running a hand through my hair.
“Hey, princess. You’re lucky; I literally just came.” He chuckled roughly, breathing rather heavily. I could imagine the pinkness of his cheeks as he laid in bed, flustered.
“You bought me a dildo?!” I whispered harshly through the phone, very much aware my parents were probably listening.
He chuckled. “Yeah, I just th-”
“Jason, my parents are already finding it difficult to like you,” I sighed.
“I know, it’s funny.” He laughed, making my jaw clenched involuntarily. “Why? Are they giving you a hard time? Do I need to come over? I’ll come over, I’ll tell them it was my fault. I’m sorry, babygirl. I’ll see you soon-”
“No, don’t worry, I’ll sort this out. Love you-”
Jason put the phone down before I had the chance to argue anymore and I found myself running my hands up and down my face. I took a deep breath and another, before walking back out.
“Jason’s coming over.” I smiled slightly before taking a seat in my original spot.
“Great.” My dad smiled before getting to his feet and walking into the kitchen. I huffed at thinking of what was to come.
After a good fifteen minutes of nervousness and my mom, who was a lot more pleasant and forgiving towards Jason, reassuring me that everything was going to be fine and nothing was going to happen, I heard Jason’s car parking up outside.
I prepared myself before arriving at the door just as he knocked. Opening it, I witnessed Jason stood with a bouquet of blood red roses in his hand. He smiled when he saw me and it almost distracted me from how good he looked wearing his black jeans and white t shirt.
“Happy birthday, babygirl.” He said, he held the flowers out for me, I took them happily. Pulling me close, he pressed his soft lips onto mine, letting his hands run up and down my back. I giggled when his lips moved down my neck and he attempted to bite at my skin. Before he had the chance however, there was a displeased, interrupting cough from behind us, making us pull apart.
“Ahh. Mr [Y/L/N], Mrs [Y/L/N]. Lovely to see you, as always.” He said sarcastically, although he moved forward (making my dad flinch to which Jason rolled his eyes) and placed a small kiss on my mom’s cheek.
Jason had always been more accustomed to her simply because she was so much kinder towards him than my dad was.
At least when Jason I and were discussing it one time, that’s what he told me.
“Your mom seems to have, even if it’s a small amount, some sort of respect for me and what I have with you. Your dad just plainly hates me, which is why I refuse to show him any sort of respect or gratitude.” He shrugged.
We walked into the living room once we’d had the awkward introductions. I heard Jason chuckle from behind me as I lead him to the couch. That’s when I spotted the gifts he’d bought me.
“Shut up.” I hissed, taking a seat and moving the boxes so that he could sit next to me.
My parents sat much more on edge than they were previously. We sat in silence until Jason probably realised he was to speak up. That was, when I nipped him, making him gasp and glare at me.
He sighed deeply, it was a sigh that indicated his heart wasn’t in any of this. “Okay, so as you are now probably aware, your daughter and I are in a sexual relationship.” I groaned, mentally cursing him for starting with that. “I like to fuck her. A lot. All the time, actually. Everyday if I can help it.” He smirked.
He was testing my parents. He loved making that look of anger and humiliation appear on their faces. I hid my face on his shoulder.
“But sometimes I’m away for a while-”
“Oh, selling drugs? Yes, I’m more than aware of that.” My dad interrupted sarcastically, but he looked ready to jump if Jason happened to attack him which by the look on Jason’s face as he spoke, it looked likely, if I wasn’t holding onto Jason’s hand like a steel clamp.
“Uh yeah, amongst other things.” Jason said, irritated. “So when I’m away, [Y/N], your daughter,” He smirked. “won’t have me to make her feel good, until I come back that is, then I give her so much pleasure to make up for it, she can’t stop shaking aft-”
“Jason.” I spat, glaring at him as he grinned, clearly enjoying giving my parents mental images and scarring them for life. “You’re being a dick, stop.” I muttered.
“I’m always a dick to your parents no matter what I do, so why bother?” He said loud enough for them to hear, clearly not bothering to keep quiet.
“Anyway,” He turned to them again. “because I’m not always here, I thought the perfect gift for her birthday would be something she can use whenever she needs to.” He shrugged, leaning over and taking the dildo out of the packaging. “You know she’d probably be able to take all of this?” A twisted smile rested on his lips as he stared at my parents. I grabbed it out of his hand and put it out of sight.
“You’re probably wondering about the whole ‘daddy’ thing. I thought it would fit since she was only calling me that last night.”
“Jason, I think it’s time you left.” My dad rose to his feet. “The fact you think you thought it appropriate to bring such vile things into this house, not giving your girlfriend one serious, kindhearted gift is sickening and-”
“Man, what are you talking about?” He laughed. “One, those sex toys weren’t a joke,” He scoffed. “two, that ring was more than serious.” Jason frowned, as we all did. He looked around us as we looked at him.
“What ring?” I frowned before I realised that I had got so caught up in my embarrassment of the other four gifts Jason had gotten me, I forgot about the last one; the smallest of the lot. “Ohh, I forgot about the last one.” I pulled the last small parcel from the floor.
“Fuck, now you know.” He said, his face fell. I slowly began to rip the paper off of what turned out to be a small red velvet box. It held a small silver ring stood proudly inside, it shone under the lights of the house.
“Don’t worry,” He turned to my parents before looking back at me. “this isn’t me proposing but it’s just, just to show I care and love you and you know, one day, maybe..” I noticed he was smiling nervously, stuttering and acting panicky wasn’t usually Jason’s style but I almost aw'ed over how cute he looked.
He took the ring out of the box and took a hold of my hand in his that seemed to be shaking. He took my ring finger and slipped it on slowly, making eye contact with me.
I couldn’t help but smile back and it seemed to spread to his face as he, for once, smiled rather than smirked.
“I love you, baby. So much.” He muttered.
I sniffed, and chuckled as I felt tears in my eyes. “I love you too.”
He moved closer to me so that his lips were close to my ear. “How about we go and celebrate our love? Maybe with your new birthday presents?” He smirked again, taking the liberty of biting my ear.
“Sure,” I said, grinning. He kissed my cheek before taking a hold of my hand.
“Well, we’re gonna head off.” Jason pulled me to my feet. He began taking a hold of the boxes and shoving them under his arm.
“Thank goodness for that.” My dad mumbled, making me sigh.
“I find it funny that you can’t stand me being in your house but your perfectly comfortable with sitting in the exact chair that I made your daughter cum.” He stood with a proud look on his face. “Twice.” The smirk reappeared.
“Jason. Go.” I shoved him, he laughed while heading for the door. “Mom, dad, I’ll, uh, be home later. I’ll call you if anything. Love you.” I shot out before they could reply, closing the door quietly.
“Oh, fuck that was so fun.” He laughed, letting his thumb run over my hand as he held it.
“Jason, that was so embarrassing. Please don’t ever do that ever again.”
“Rub your nipples, baby.” He rasped, holding the vibrating bullet inside of me, twisting it every now and then.
I did as he was told and took my boobs in the palms of my hands. “Good girl.” His left thumb pressed into my clit, rubbing it vigorously.
“Jason,” I whimpered, rolling my hips up. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Not yet, don’t cum yet. Only when I say.” While he said that, he increased the power on the bullet and I moaned loudly out of shock. “Hold on, not yet.” He sounded as though he was anticipating for me to cum without his permission.
“Nope.” His thumb was burning into my clit and I felt myself on edge. Tears were building up in my eyes as I struggled to hold on to the constant building up of pleasure.
“Cum. Fucking cum for me, babygirl. I know that’s what you want, let go now.”
His words rang through my mind and I came instantly, the build up caused such a powerful orgasm that I screamed softly, making Jason stare at me passionately.
“Good girl.” He leaned forward and kissed me with so much force behind it.
