Haven't been writing a whole lot lately but I became obsessed with scarian ageplay so have some writing for that. I will probably post a full fic with it at some point, but for now y'all can have this writing. That got longer than I'd intended it to. Oops.
Also it's not really part of any au in particular, mainly intended to be a modern au kinda thing but it doesn't really matter.
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Scar’s slow and methodical about it, kneeling on the floor between Grian’s legs, as he slowly pulls Grian’s shorts down, followed shortly by his boxers. His hands come up to Grian’s knees as he nudges them open a little wider, giving him a clear, full view of his cunt. Grian peeks down at him as Scar leans in, lips parting his folds and breath fanning over his cunt, watching the way his clit twitches.
He wastes no time in licking him, Grian gasping at the feeling as small hands make their way to his head, burying into his hair. He licks him again, and again, enjoying the salty taste before his lips finally wrap around his clit and he sucks.
Grian whines, shifting in place as if trying to get away from the pleasure. Scar holds him still, makes it so he can’t get away as he goes in to properly eat him out.
“D-daddy!” Grian squeals above him, and Scar can’t help but smile against his cunt before pulling back and speaking roughly against him.
“Yeah? That feel good, baby? You don’t even know what’s happening, do you? All you know is that you feel so good you can’t stand it. Already a slut, aren’t you?” He dives back in to eating him out, dipping his tongue in for a bit before moving back to his clit, licking and sucking it.
It isn’t long before Grian’s noises get more high-pitched. “D-daddyyyy, I go-gotta pee!”
Scar groans. “Come on, baby, come for me, that’s it…” as he speeds up his efforts. He’s rewarded a moment later with Grian moaning as he comes, cunt spasming and body twitching under Scar’s hold as Grian’s fingers pull at his hair.
Scar continues for a bit longer before finally pulling back, his mouth wet with Grian’s slick. He runs his hands along his thighs, grinning up at him.
“Feel good?”
Grian nods, breath heaving. “F-felt so good, daddy.”
“Good, good. I’m glad.” He reaches a hand down to shift himself in his pants. He’s so hard it hurts, but he’s focusing on Grian right now, not himself. “Do you wanna feel even better?”
Grian gasps, looking down at him in wonder. “Tha’s possible?”
Scar chuckles. “Yeah! You’ve got a little hole here, after all,” he says, rubbing a finger against it, “you put something in and it’ll feel even more good. Do you wanna try it?”
Grian rapidly nods his head, and Scar smiles. He pushes the finger in and Grian gasps. Slowly, he pushes that finger in and out, getting him used to it before adding a second finger. Even with that second one, Grian’s so tight around him still. He works him open, sticking with just the two fingers as Grian starts to rock against them.
After a moment, Scar pulls his fingers out and roughly shoves his pants and boxers down, freeing his cock. He lets out a groan of relief and strokes himself with the hand that he used to finger Grian.
He steps forward to line himself up, and Grian whines. “D’ddy…”
“Yeah? You want daddy to fuck you?”
“P-please - wan’ daddy…”
Scar coos at him. “Aw, baby, I dunno…” He rubs the tip against his hole. “You might be too little! I think I’d split you in two if I tried to fuck you, we may have to wait until you’re a little older before you can take daddy’s cock.”
“Nooooo…”
“Sorry, kid, we’re gonna have to wait a bit longer. I don’t wanna hurt you!”
Grian pouts down at him, lower lip jutting out and wobbling.
“I know baby, I’m sorry. You can grind against me, but that’s it, okay? Here, I’ll lay down and you can grind against my thigh.” He moves over, Grian scooting out of the way, until he’s lying on the bed. He pats his thigh, and Grian eagerly makes his way over.
Using his hands to help support him, he positions Grian so his cunt is over his thigh and helps him grind against it. Grian whimpers, hips bucking at the delicious sensation.
“Yeah, that’s it, c’mon…” He helps him, encouraging each grind, and it isn’t long before Grian goes taut, hips grinding against him a little faster as he comes, Scar’s thigh wet with his slick. “Good boy…Good job!” He leans over and pecks his lips in an entirely one-sided kiss. “Now daddy just has to feel good and then we can take a bath.”
He gets up, groaning a little, then helps Grian lay back down. “You just gotta lay there and look pretty for me, okay?” Grian nods, looking down at him, and Scar fists his cock to the sight of Grian splayed out under him. It takes him almost an embarrassingly short amount of time to get close, and he aims himself for Grian’s cunt. He moans when he comes, his cum splattering against Grian’s bare cunt, painting it white with a few pumps.
He collapses onto the bed beside Grian, pulling him into his arms as he tries to catch his breath. They’ll take a bath soon, but maybe there’s time for a little nap first…
