sleep on the floor.

spencer conrad, 25, daddy. pack yourself a toothbrush, dear. pack yourself a favorite blouse. take a withdrawal slip, take all of your savings out. 'cause if we don't leave this town, we might never make it out. i was not born to drown. baby, come on.

[spencerftw]

t---ish:

As Spencer fell back to sit on the edge of his bed once more, Tish watched him calmly, the content sense of calm taking over once more. She moved as he tugged her to him and sat down on his lap, her legs easily straddling him as he helped her sit, “I did, Daddy,” she promised gently, eyes closing as his hand began to move up her thigh, “You taste amazing,” she insisted, a hand moving to rest on the side of his neck. 

Tish’s eyes closed for a brief moment, not wanting to give in to the touch he was offering until she was ‘allowed’ to. For the time being, she watched him intently, her bright green eyes taking in every inch of his face, every dip of skin against muscle and bone. For tonight, he was her Daddy and she wanted to continue to please him, even if she’d just made him cum. Dipping her head closer to him, she placed a gentle kiss on the other side of his neck, a small whimper escaping her at the feel of his fingers trailing up the smooth skin of her thigh. 

He flushed out of instinct as she observed him. He knew he was good looking; most casting directors told him that at the first handshake, but he was completely naked, so he was still nervous, naturally. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his free hand dipping underneath the fabric of her shirt to lift it over her head. He tossed her shirt aside and hummed his approval at her body. His other hand made the rest of its way to her core, and he could feel the warmth through her panties. “Did Princess get turned on while sucking Daddy’s cock?”

[spencerftw]

He rode through his orgasm with ragged breaths, falling back to sit on the edge of the bed again once he’d come down from his high. He reached out for her and carefully pulled her onto his lap, pressing a quick kiss to her temple once she was situated on him. “Thank you, princess. I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.” He moved to rest his hand on her thigh, his fingertips slowly trailing up to her center. “You’re amazing.”

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She had never had someone fuck her mouth like he was, having always been in control when it came to blowjobs. Tish didn’t seem to mind, however, massaging his balls eagerly as he thrust in and out of her mouth. She kept her eyes on him, her gaze slightly widened as he thrust roughly but when she was told to touch herself, Nik did so happily. Her free hand slipped under her skirt and her index finger easily slid into her panties to rub her already soaking core. She moaned around him, making sure he knew just how much she wanted this, just how happy and turned on he was making her. His moans and grunts were music to her ears and for a moment she closed her eyes, giving in to her own pleasure before seeking the Daddy’s approval once more as her wide and doe-like eyes met his.

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The vibration of her moans around his cock was almost unbearable, and it took a lot of self control to keep himself from orgasming already. "Sweet girl," he murmured, fingers tangling further in her hair as he tilted his head back and grunted. When she looked back up at him with innocent eyes, he cursed under his breath. "I'm gonna-" he began with a moan. After a few more deep thrusts, he spilled his seed into her mouth, his legs trembling and his grip on her tightening until his knuckles went white.

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Tish could feel her own arousal bundling within her as Spencer’s fingers gripped her hair and his hips moved to help her with her task. His praise was everything, contentment resting where the dull ache of nervousness had been minutes earlier. As he tilted her head, Tish moved slightly back, the head of his cock still covered by her lips and, as he spoke to her, she continued to gently suck, tongue trailing slowly against his swollen tip to keep his pleasure mounting. She moaned at his question, nodding ever so slightly before reaching her hand up to gently caress his balls, encouraging him to do whatever he wanted to do with her mouth.

[spencerftw]

Spencer was gradually losing his composure, and at her nod, he increased the speed and frequency of his thrusts. He fucked her mouth, the gentleness in his touch turning rough. He tugged harder on her hair, a string of moans falling from his lips at the feel of her warm mouth wrapped around him. "Touch yourself, baby. Use your free hand and rub your clit for Daddy," he demanded with a grunt.

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Tish moaned against him, her mouth moving to take him a little further. She looked up at him as he brushed her hair to the side, blinking a few times before moving only far enough away from him to reply, “So good, Daddy…” she hummed, dipping her head once more to press her lips against the base of his cock, eagerly kissing up his shaft until she could take him in her mouth again. Tish bobbed her head quickly to take more of him again.

[spencerftw]

He tangled his fingers through her hair and pulled gently, his hips thrusting on their own accord. He let out deeper moans as she took more of him into her mouth. "Yeah, that's a good little kitten." Throwing all rationally aside, he lifted her chin with his index finger to make eye contact with her. "Do you want Daddy to cum in you?" He asked gently, needing her approval before he got closer to the edge.

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Her hands still shook gently, but she was gaining momentum and confidence with each affirmative Spencer had to give her, “Yes Sir,” she promised gently before taking him in her hand and stroking him fully. Leaning her head in, Tish slowly trailed her tongue along the head of his cock, moaning gently before wrapping her lips around his head and sucking him softly.

[spencerftw]

The moment she made contact with his cock, a low groan escaped him. He combed her hair to the opposite side of her head, noises of approval falling from his lips as she took him into her mouth and began sucking. “You’re a good kitten, aren’t you? How does Daddy taste?”

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t---ish:

Tish’s hands were shaking ever so slightly as he stood, looking up at him from her position on her knees. She reached up, helping his pants pool down at his ankles before her eyes met his once more. Her hands were on the waistband of his briefs as if asking him to tell her to stop if she was going too quickly for his liking, “Daddy…” she hummed, slipping her hands down and tugging them off as well, “Can I?” She wanted to taste him, just like she’d explained when he asked what she wanted, “Please?” 

It amused him how quickly their small conversation about being new to the island had turned into this, but he wasn’t going to complain. At her pleas, he gave her a stern nod. “Yes, kitten. You may. But don’t do anything outside of your comfort zone.” 

[spencerftw]

t---ish:

Tish melted at the touch, his hands through her long hair caused a gentle hum of approval to leave her lips. His encouragement meant the world to her and she soon urged him to lift his hips and stand so she could take his pants off completely. 

He complied and lifted off his sweater before standing up. After tossing the sweater on the floor, he turned to give Tish an uncertain look, unsure if she would still be attracted to him, and what she’d do if she was.

[spencerftw]

t---ish:

Tish swallowed softly, moving in as he beckoned her and slowly undoing his pants for him. Thin fingers moved easily to unbutton his pants and slide down his zip, “Like this?” She asked gently.

“Just like that,” he murmured, eyes locking on her as lust filled him. He hesitantly reached out and ran his fingers through her hair. “Now go on, little one.”

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t---ish:

She watched him intently, worried that she’d said the wrong thing and he’d leave her hanging there… again. Swallowing a little, Tish watched as he unbuckled his belt, biting down on her lip as she listened to his instructions. She nodded as he outlined his ‘rules’, The kiss took her off guard, but she closed her eyes gently at the feel of his mouth against her own, “Yes Sir,” she nodded once more, “I want this.” 

“Good girl.” He beckoned her closer with his index finger, a smirk on his lips. “Now come finish unzipping Sir’s pants like a good kitten. You’ve gotten me excited.”

[spencerftw]

t---ish:

Tish tried to hide the look of gentle surprise and confusion that crossed her face as he asked her waht she wanted, “I, um…” she started, pausing for a moment to think of a truthful answer. Closing her eyes for a moment, she began to reply, “I want to feel you, Spencer. I want to feel you under my hands and with my mouth… taste your skin and… and show you how much better I am at this than I am at speaking. I want to tease you and be told off for it, I want a taste.” 

He continued to observe her for several moments with a perplexed expression. After a brief pause, he nodded and moved to unbuckle his belt. “You’ll call me Sir or Daddy. Do you understand?” He pulled his belt out from his pants and tossed it onto the floor. “You’ll do as I ask without complaint. If you ever feel uncomfortable, you’ll let me know immediately.” He leaned forward and captured her in a gentle kiss, only letting it last for only a few seconds. “Are you sure you want this?” He asked softly.

[spencerftw]

`t---ish:

There was a lot about being on the island that meant Tish had to sell herself and she’d put a lot of pressure on herself for that, but being there with Spencer, she felt it a little less, “I can offer you pleasure… of whatever kind you’re in the mood for whenever you’re in the mood for it. I can offer affection if you need it or something less emotional if that’s what you like.” With her hand still in his, she slowly moved down to her knees in front of him, keeping her eyes on his, “I can show you if you give me a chance.” 

He watched her closely, his gaze never leaving hers. At her actions, he cocked an eyebrow. “I have no doubt that you can do all of those things, Tish, but now I want to know what you want to do. Forget for a moment that you’re a baby and I’m a daddy. What do you want?”

[spencerftw]

t---ish:

“I don’t really have a say in the matter, do I?” Tish shrugged a little, “I haven’t even met my roommate yet.” She watched as he sat, moving a little closer to him, not wanting to get too close in case she wasn’t welcome back into his space again, “I like the sound of a few more than one. One isn’t long enough to show you all I have to offer.” 

He gently took her hand and brought it to his lips. “What exactly do you have to offer, mademoiselle?”

[spencerftw]

ofrosalyn:

“Erik harley. do you know him?”

“Never heard of him. I guess I just got lost, then. Thanks anyway.”

[spencerftw]

t---ish:

Tish took a few more steps into his apartment, looking around and chuckling a little, “Your bed’s bigger,” she noted, “Most of it is bigger in here… but it’s the same… Unpacked suitcases and all,” she chuckled, “There’s two smaller beds in mine, for my room mate and I. That’s about it… this bed looks amazing, colour me green with envy. I love a big bed.” 

“Ah. I’m not sure how well I’d work with a roommate.” He pushed his luggage toward the head of the bed and sat down on the foot of it. “I'm sure you’ll be spending a few nights on this bed. If you want to, of course. I did promise you at least one.”

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ofrosalyn:

“Yeah–… you kind of are. unless you were searching for my roommate?”

“I suppose that depends on who your roommate is.”

[spencerftw]

t---ish:

Tish felt excitement bubble in her chest as Spencer took her hand, following along after him. She kept close to his back, falling into step easily as they made their way up the stairs. Once at his room, Tish took note of the number before slipping in through the door as he welcomed her, “Thank you,” she hummed, taking a few steps inside and looking around before looking back at Spencer with a small smile. 

He hadn’t gotten around to unpacking any of his luggage yet, so his suitcases took up most of his bed. Aside from that, the room was still as pristine as it had been when he’d first arrived. “Is it much different from your room?” He asked softly, closing the door behind them.