Warnings: Corruption kink, losing virginity, dd/kitten, oral fixation, unprotected sex, slight sadism/masochism, cursing, light degradation, choking, bondage, spanking
"What are you doing, baby girl?"
Y/N turns her head up to see Chan's soft smile as he leans over, his gaze on the book in his girlfriend's small hands. She grins up at him, her big eyes crinkling at the corners as she holds out her book to him.
"I'm reading this!" Y/N replies, resting her chin on Chan's knee, watching as Chan reads the blurb of the thriller novel. "It's getting really scary and I love it."
Chan chuckles at her response, handing the book over to her. He ruffles her hair softly, the wavy strands slipping easily through his fingers. "You're so adorable, baby girl. Do you want to come and sit in daddy's lap?"
Eyes sparkling, Y/N flushes a bright pink as she nods. "Yes please daddy."
Patting his thigh, Chan smiles. "Come here then."
Y/N giggles and crawls onto Chan's lap, the denim of her dungarees scraping against Chan's crotch and he gasps minutely, before shifting the girl into a more comfortable position. Tugging affectionately on Y/N's short hair, Chan places soft kisses along her cheeks, reducing Y/N into a blushing puddle of giggles.
Chan bites his lip as he pulls the girl closer, his dark hair swept back off of his forehead. "You're the cutest little kitten, aren't you?"
"No I'm not," Y/N pouts and hides her face in Chan's neck, her fingers bunched up tightly in the thin cotton of his t-shirt. She wiggles her hips habitually and Chan breathes heavily through his nose, his eyes fluttering shut as he tries to regain his authoritative composure.
"Hmm yes you are," Chan replies, kissing the girl's forehead. Y/N shakes her head, her hair brushing softly against the man's skin and Chan shifts in his seat, his hands tightening around Y/N's waist.
Y/N is about to reply when she feels pressure underneath her, and she pulls away from Chan's neck to look him in his eyes, her cheeks dark. "D - daddy ... are you ... uhm, okay?"
His jaw clenching, Chan raises an eyebrow at her. "I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be, kitten?"
"I ... no reason daddy," Y/N shakes her head and moves forward slowly, her eyes wide and innocent as she presses down on the growing bulge in Chan's lap. Chan groans quietly before digging his fingers into the girl's hips, his eyes stern as they stare into hers.
"Kitten, whatever you're doing, stop it," Chan says, warning creeping up into his voice. Feeling more pressure on his crotch, he suddenly flips the girl so he's hovering over her on the sofa, his eyes glinting with dangerous light. Y/N giggles up at him, her fringe poking her eyes and unable to resist it anymore, Chan leans down and connects his lips with hers, her mouth automatically opening up to his. Y/N reaches her arms out to lock them around Chan's neck but he grabs her wrists with a hand and pins them on the armrest above her head, earning a surprised gasp from the girl.
"Don't mess with me, baby girl," Chan whispers as he presses kisses to her jaw, his hips pressing into the girl's as she wraps her legs around his broad back. "I won't be able to hold back."
Y/N bites her lip, her heart hammering deliciously painfully in her ribcage as she regards the man hovering above her. She can't help it when she responds, wanting nothing more than for him to touch her, all the way. "Then don't, daddy."
Her words cause Chan to freeze, and he blinks, before sitting up and pulling the girl along with her. Y/N frowns, nerves coiling up in the pit of her stomach.
"Did I say something wrong daddy?" She asks, eyes wide as she cocks her head to the side.
"No," Chan breathes, letting her crawl back onto his lap again. He buries his face in her neck, breathing in her sweet scent. "God, no. You didn't say anything wrong."
Confused, Y/N cups his face in her small hands. "Then what's wrong daddy?"
Shaking his head, Chan kisses each of her fingertips, his eyes soft on hers. "It's just ... you haven't ... you're not experienced. I don't want to hurt you, or make you do something you'll regret."
Relief flooding through Y/N, she flings her arms around him and hugs Chan hard. "Silly daddy. I ... I've been wanting this for a while now. I just didn't know how to tell you."
Chan chuckles. "My kinky little kitten. You get so shy around daddy, don't you?"
"I do," Y/N admits, hiding her face in Chan's chest. "I just want to know what it feels like."
Gulping, Chan kisses the top of her head. "Baby girl, you're making it so difficult for me right now. You know I have a thing for corrupting innocent little kittens like you."
Y/N flushes a darker shade of crimson. "You can corrupt me as much as you want, daddy."
"Yeah? Is that what you want?" Chan pushes the girl down so she's laying on the sofa again and he hungry attacks her lips with his own. "You want to be daddy's own little slut?"
His words hit Y/N in her core with such a force that the breath is knocked out of her. She gasps into Chan's mouth, her heart beating against Chan's chest as she tries to respond. "Yes daddy."
Tugging on her bottom lip with her teeth, Chan stand up and holds the girl secure against his lips, his hands firm on her ass as he walks them out of the living room and into his bedroom. He gently sits her down on his bed before kneeling on the floor and reaching under his bed. He retrieves a large black box which he gives to Y/N with a smile, his eyes shining.
"This is a present for you," he says. "I'd like you to wear it."
Taking the box from him, Y/N runs her fingers over the smooth grained paper. "You want me to wear it now?"
Nodding, Chan caresses her cheek with his thumb. "Yes, kitten. I'd like that."
Intrigued, Y/N pulls the lid off of the box and gently pries the red tissue paper away from the contents. She's met with the sight of pink lace and leather, and her heart shoots up into her mouth as she gasps at the sight of the pretty lingerie laid out before her. She smooths her hands over the little silver embellishments before looking up at Chan with a flustered expression.
"Do you like it, princess?" Chan asks her, his hands clenched in apprehension. She drops the outfit on the bed and jumps into Chan's arms, squeezing him tight.
"I love it daddy," Y/N whispers, squeezing her legs together. "Thank you."
Kissing her cheek, Chan winks at her. "Go put it on then, kitten. Daddy's waiting."
Blushing, Y/N grabs the box and runs out of the room, grinning to herself at the thought of wearing what Chan had picked out for her.
Stripping out of her clothes, she picks up the top half of the set; she straps the bra on, adjusting the buckles at the shoulders. Then she pulls on the soft panties, the pale pink sent adding a rosy glow to her normally pale skin. She slides into the matching fishnet tights, the leather straps hugging her thighs going to connect to the panties and she pulls the band under her bra tight, before hooking more leather straps to the waistband.
Stepping back, Y/N's eyes land onto her reflection in the mirror and she gasps a little. She cranes her neck to get a better view, gaze raking over the collar fitting perfectly around her throat. Her breasts look full in the pink bra, the leather buckles around her thighs endearing and she bites her lip, her cheeks the same colour as her outfit.
Suddenly extremely shy, Y/N walks back into the bedroom to see Chan scrolling through his phone, head propped up against the headboard. He looks up as she comes in and the phone slides from his hand, as his eyes widen at the sight of her.
"Kitten ... " Chan stands up and makes his way to the blushing girl, his hands coming up to cup her pink face. "You look ... so beautiful."
Biting her lip, Y/N looks up at her boyfriend, watching as his pupils dilate and flood out the warm brown of his eyes. Then his lips are on hers and the wall is cold against her back as he pushes her against it, his fingers digging into her thighs. She jumps up and circles her legs around his waist, moaning softly at the feeling of Chan's tongue colliding with hers.
"I'm going to ruin you, baby girl," Chan breathes, pressing her harder up against the wall. "I'm going to fuck the innocence out of you."
"Daddy ... " Y/N hums as he bites softly at the skin on her neck, his tongue hot as he licks at the bite marks. He shifts her higher up in his arms before throwing her onto the bed, his body hovering above Y/N's as he continues to assault her skin with kisses.
Suddenly sitting up, Chan pulls the tie out from around his kneck and deftly loops it around Y/N's wrists, before tying the remainder of the silk around the bed frame. Y/N whines quietly at the sudden restriction of movement and she squeezes her legs together, rubbing her thighs together for some friction. Chuckling at her response, Chan licks his lips, the sight of her body splayed out for him making him dizzy.
"Oh baby," Chan breathes, trailing a finger down the crevice between her breasts. "Aren't you just the cutest little thing."
Chan bites his way down to the curve of Y/N's breasts, his mouth sucking people bruises all over her skin. He locks his eyes with Y/N's before gently pushing the bra down, Y/N's breasts springing free, her nipples hard with the cool air. She shivers as Chan ducks and sucks on one of them, his thumb rubbing circles on her other breast as his tongue licks at the sensitive skin in pleasure.
"Mmm daddy ... " Y/N whines, squirming amongst the bed sheets. "That feels ... good."
Humming against her breasts, Chan kisses her skin. "Does it now? Does daddy make his little kitten feel good?"
Nodding, Y/N bucks her hips up as Chan's open mouthed kisses trail down her torso, his fingers dragging down her sides and she gasps, her arms straining against their confinement. "Yes daddy."
Chan reaches the waistband of Y/N's panties and lowers his head, kissing her clothed heat. He spreads the girl's legs wide before securing her ankles in cuffs chained to the foot of the bed. Then he hovers above her again, stroking her cheek.
"Do you trust daddy?" He asks, kissing her forehead.
Y/N immediately nods. "I do, daddy. You can do whatever you want to me."
Smiling, Chan kisses her red cheeks. "My good girl. You're always so obedient for daddy."
Blinking up at him, Y/N watches as Chan settles himself inbetween her legs, his lips pressed against her core and she wriggles her hips towards him, pulling at the tie around her wrists. She gasps as Chan gently rolls her panties to the side and his tongue darts into her wetness, sending shivers throughout her body. She moans out loudly, the sight of Chan lapping up at her folds making her squirm even more.
"You're so sweet, kitten," Chan hums, the vibrations from his voice tingling Y/N's core. "I'm glad I didn't have dessert earlier."
Flushing, Y/N moans at his words. His speed quickens as he sucks and kisses her clit, his fingers running across her inner thighs before he easily slips one into her walls. She gasps, clenching around him.
Chan pumps his finger in and out of her as she continues to devour her wet heat, his eyes burning into Y/N's with an intense fire as her breathing quickens. He watches as she begins to shudder, her back arching off of the bed.
Y/N's whole body starts to hum with sweet pleasure, pressure building up in the core of her stomach and she jerks as the feeling of Chan's mouth causes her to reach her high. Her feet dig into the bed as her back arches up and she gasps loudly, her body collapsing back onto the bed with a sweet moan.
"Daddy that felt so good," Y/N breathes, watching as Chan removes the shackles from her ankles, and pulls the tie away from her wrists.
Y/N hums as Chan kisses her again, the sweet taste of he release lingering on his tongue and she groans at the thought of it. She gasps as Chan's clothed member brushes against her sensitivity, biting on his lip.
"Baby girl, I think daddy deserves to feel good too, doesn't he?" Chan asks the girl, his fingers brushing hair away from her eyes.
Eyes wide, Y/N looks up at him shyly. "But daddy ... I don't know what to do."
Growling deep in his throat at her words, Chan pulls her up into a sitting position. "That's okay, kitten. I can teach you. Will you let daddy do that?"
Nodding, Y/N lets Chan pull her up to her feet. "That's my good girl. Now, kneel here for me."
Doing as she's told, Y/N sits on the floor beside Chan as he sits on the edge of the bed, his bulge visibly straining against his pants. Crawling in between his legs, Y/N feels a spark of courage and she looks Chan in the eye before placing her hands on the zipper.
Breathing heavily, Chan watches as Y/N's trembling fingers slowly pull down the zipper, before pulling his trousers off. Chan reaches out and caresses Y/N's head as she pulls down his boxers, and his length springs free, the tip red from the heat.
"Fuck ... " Chan breathes, the cold air in the room hitting his bare skin. Y/N watches in fascination as Chan shifts his position, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he takes in the girl's innocent expression.
Biting her lip, Y/N shuffles forward on her knees and tentatively wraps her fingers around his swollen member, her touch catching Chan of guard and he groans quietly. Then, she blinks before softly licking at the tip, her eyes wide as she looks up at her boyfriend.
"Ah, yes babygirl," Chan breathes, as she sucks at the tip. She smirks and dips her head lower, taking more of his length in her mouth. "Good girl. Just like that."
Y/N sloppily swaps from licking his tip to deep throating his girth much to Chan's surprise, her hands braced on his thighs as he throws his head back, one of his hands on the back of Y/N's head, guiding her pace. Y/N hums around his cock, moaning around the soft hardness of him in his mouth and Chan moans, his eyes fluttering shut.
"Oh fuck, kitten," he pants, his hips starting to thrust up into her mouth. "You're taking me so well."
Moaning, Y/N's innocent eyes stay on Chan's as she bobs her head down at a faster pace, earning a strangled groan from Chan. He suddenly shudders and his length twitches inside of her mouth before he spills all over her throat, his hot seed coating her tongue as he pulls out gently.
Y/N stays on the floor, her lips dripping with his cum, her cheeks red and Chan groans at the sight of her, at the sight of her drool mixed with his release dripping down her neck, onto her chest. She swallows and grins sheepishly at him, her short hair swinging around her face as she looks up at him.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Chan picks the girl up from the floor and gets her onto all fours on the bed, the sight of her in her pretty pink lingerie already making him hard again.
"I'm going to fuck you until you scream," he whispers in her ear, before spanking her behind. She gasps, jutting forward and she giggles, the bell on her choker jingling with the movement. Chan smiles, rubbing her ass with the palm of his hand. "You liked that, did you?"
Y/N nods, biting her lip as she grins. "Yes daddy. I did."
Hiding another smile, Chan aims another hit on her left cheek, earning a squeal of delight from Y/N, who bunches her hands up in the bed sheet. She rocks forward again as Chan repeatedly slaps each cheek two more times, the sting pulsing through her body and resulting in her core growing wetter and wetter with each passing second.
"Ready, kitten?" Chan asks, bending over the girl's body, his hands roaming around the back of her thighs. She sighs at his touch, her hips rocking back into him and she nods, whimpering as he moves away.
Y/N shuts her eyes tightly as she feels the tip of his swelling member press into her from behind, and she gasps at the sudden pain as she eases his girth into her, filling her up perfectly. She moans at the feeling, Chan's thighs against her ass making her shiver.
"Alright baby?" Chan asks, bending over her again.
"Yes daddy. You can go on," Y/N breathes, her heart almost bursting out of her chest. She whines as he pulls out, painfully slowly before slamming into her, his hips jutting into her behind and she collapses onto the bed, her front cushioned against the mattress as her back sticks up in the air.
Chan relentlessly pounds into her, his free hand trailing up to the hair at the nape of her neck, which he twists in his hand. He tugs on it as he grips the back of her neck just enough to get Y/N to gasp for air, her face buried into the pillow as she moans loudly.
"Fuck, you look so pretty like this kitten," Chan groans, watching as his length repeatedly slams into Y/N's tight hole. "Not so innocent anymore, are you?"
Whining in response, Y/N slams backwards into Chan's hips, her body matching Chan's fast pace. His groans are blissful in her ear and she gasps as his hand tightens around her neck. They're both close, and Y/N's body fills with a second rush of heat, her choker jangling faintly in the background as Chan's pace gets faster, his swollen member brushing perfectly against her most sensitive areas.
"Oh fuck," Chan breathes loudly as his length twitches considerably inside of her, and Y/N screams his name as she spills all over him, their hot fluid mingling together inside of Y/N's walls. She gasps and lies there as Chan eases his way out of her, gently kissing his way down her back.
He disappears and comes back with a wet towel which he uses to mop up the running liquid trickling down Y/N's inner thigh, before flopping down beside the girl, gathering her up in his arms.
"How was that, baby girl?" Chan asks quietly, their chests colliding together as they breathe heavily.
Y/N flushes and squeals, launching her exhausted body at him. She buries her face in his chest, cheeks colouring with embarrassment as she mumbles against Chan's skin.
