#d.addy kink

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the rumored daddy kink fic… is real

it’s exactly what it says on the tin, 22k words of scarian daddy kink with a healthy dose of mushy dummies 🫶

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did some research into pet play and here’s my general thoughts for bodyguard au:

- as a whole I don’t think they fully lean into pet play? there’s aspects that grian’s typical behavior just kinda falls into, and scar leans into calling her his bunny for the reminder that she’s not alone/she can escape from real life while she’s with him if she wants

- that being said though, if grian is being bratty with him, scar Will withhold pets as a punishment—she doesn’t misbehave often as a bunny, but when she does, scar punishes her

- I think maybe. she gets things to chew on considering how often she does it already. smth about scar cuddling with her and grian having a toy to chew. maybe she’ll make like little burrows or box forts out of blankets when she’s stressed. they wouldn’t lean into the food stuff because food is complicated for her

- he gets her custom floppy ears, a collar and leash, and plug. grian wants to try it as soon as he shows it to her and the pure care Alone that he puts into stretching her for the plug is enough to make her drop. scar makes sure to praise her up and down, makes sure she understands how worth it she is to spend that kind of money so that she doesn’t feel guilty about it later

- grian being super mushy and affectionate,,, constantly nuzzling scar and cuddling with him,,, smth about grian not used to allowing herself to be soft and cute because of her past. but with scar, she’s encouraged to explore herself and be as cutesy as she wants

- I’m just picturing scar laying back and letting grian explore and touch him to her hearts content, encouraging her to lean into a bunny’s natural curiosity while he coos and pets her, making her melt

- gotta have your sprinkle of daddy and breeding kink <3 scar refers to her as “daddy’s sweet/little bunny/bun” a lot and loves to whisper about breeding her, filling up that pretty cunt of her’s with his cum and giving her baby bunnies, etc etc

- if she’s deep in the headspace g would probs go nonverbal. but also she’d end up referring to herself as “bunny” too when she Is verbal and scar has her responding to him. kinda a third person referral and most of the time it isn’t even coherent, just dazed babbles from grian as scar fucks any and all thoughts out of her head

- ough,,, scar holding grian against his chest with a vibe on her clit, inside her,,,, angled so that every time her hips buck she’s going back on the plug, moving it lightly inside her for more stimulation,,,,, he’s teasing her for how eager of a bunny she is, bucking her hips wildly, practically bouncing in place for him. he keeps her like that even after she cums, only making her hips buck more, all choppy and erratic, whining, pushing herself back into him. “daddy loves watching his sweet bunny bounce <3”

- the collar he gets for her has a carrot charm on it. btw. also he’s got a vibe in the shape of a carrot to fuck her. very important to me that’s known

[lavendernlilac]

How do you think bodyguard au scarian established that Scar's into daddy kink? How did it happen the first time for them? Was it Grian who said something without much thoughts and noticed he liked that or did Scar start it himself?

okay so I’ve been stuck on trying to figure this out for a While right. because the easy “cliche” answer if you will, if grian like. joking about calling scar daddy, or it accidentally slipping out in the middle of sex. but then. a lightbulb went off

simply put: scar has a wet dream, and in said dream, grian calls him daddy. it throws scar off so much when he first wakes up because he’s never??? thought about a daddy kink before??? ever??? but he’s suddenly dreaming about his girlfriend calling him daddy and he wakes up with the worst case of morning wood he’s ever had /silly

grian is sleeping peacefully beside him, completely oblivious to scar’s “issue.”

except she’s tormenting scar because her back is to him and he’s spooning her, and her body is pressing right on his dick. it quickly becomes unbearable and well. somno is smth they’ve done before so….

needless to say, grian wakes up to scar fucking her and something about is so different but really good. she teases him over breakfast and gets the dream stuff out of him, where they discuss the daddy kink thing. grian asks if scar wants to try it considering it affected him so much

the next time they have sex the daddy kink is implemented and scar knew he loved the sight of grian flushed and panting, but add her calling him daddy on top of that… they discover another thing they’re into <3

[lavendernlilac]

Every single day I think about Ariana plopping herself down in Scar’s lap and looking up at him with those big brown eyes, her cardigan falling off her shoulder. And when he gets all flustered because he wasn’t expecting it she just hits him with the “what’s wrong daddy?

oh my god

the way scar would promptly choke on his breath and immediately go bright red like a tomato 😳

she’s plopping down into his lap, setting her hands on his chest so casually, maybe even tracing circles over his shirt… her cardigan is slipping off of her shoulder and she’s looking up at him so softly, trailing her fingers up to his chin and tracing his jawline

scar’s stammering, trying to come up with some sort of response while freezing with her suddenly There and basically sitting on his crotch and—

grian’s tilting her head at him, blinking up at him with big wide, innocent eyes, “is something wrong daddy?”

he’s instantly lost a battle he didn’t even know he was in 😭 I imagine it where like. the daddy kink is still a newly established thing to play around with, and grian will in fact drop it out of nowhere just to watch how flustered scar gets. he’s caught off guard whenever grian is in the mood and initiates, leading with calling him daddy

and for her to be sitting in his lap, playing innocent when she looks downright gorgeous with her hair messy, glasses on, and cardigan slipping down her shoulder??? of course scar short circuits and grian just gets to laugh at him

she teases him, wraps her arms around his shoulders, grinds her hips down on him, presses her chest right against him. she finds any way to mess with him until scar breaks and can’t take the teasing anymore

grian looks very pleased when scar picks her up and lays her on the nearest surface to fuck her

[lavendernlilac]

peachie anon here on the daddy kink: big protective daddy for ariana? the trust and protection with it?

big protective daddy for ariana ‼️‼️‼️

trust and protection is such a big part of their relationship ;w; and idk… something about scar fucking her, maybe even making her cry from how good it is, and murmuring by her ear “daddy’s got you, sweetheart” ?????? making her feel so safe and loved and cared for ?????? but then also making her feel so small in his arms (in a good way)????

lays on the ground

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🫡 I give you the first 2.4k words of ✨the daddy kink fic✨

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Birds are chirping when Scar’s eyes sluggishly open. Sunlight spills in through the curtains, enveloping the room in an orange hued warmth. Scar stares blankly in front of him as his senses return to him one by one, the blanket of sleep being tugged off of him. He blinks a few times as he registers the softness of the mattress under him, the comforter laying over his body. Shutting his eyes for a moment, he inhales slowly, curling his arm further around the body pressed up against his chest. It leaves a surge of heat flooding through him, and his exhale is a deep breath.

He’s woken up with a bit of a problem, if the hardness between his legs is anything to go by. He doesn’t remember every single detail about the dream, but there are a few things that stand out to him.

It was himself and Grian (duh) in their bedroom, with Scar pining her to the bed, taking her apart with every thrust. The sweet sounds of her moans still ring in his ears like a melody from one of her songs, and Scar’s heart beats loud in his chest. He’s stuck on the dream, on how she looked so beautiful underneath him, her chocolate brown eyes fogged with pleasure as her nails scratched his back. He’s stuck on the way she felt around him, so warm and inviting, squeezing him tight. He’s stuck on the way her chest moved whenever her body jerked, nipples brushing against his skin.

But there’s something… peculiar about what also sticks out to Scar from the dream.

Since dating Grian, they’ve tried different things here and there; bondage, edging, wax, bdsm, hell they’ve even messed around with some toys. Scar’s learned a number of things about himself and what he’s into, but this dream throws him off. Because in the dream, Grian kept calling him daddy. She moaned it, she cried it, god she even breathlessly gasped it. Of all things, that wasn’t something he expected from the dream at all. Prior to this moment, Scar never thought much about the kink. But he’s woken up with a boner that’s difficult to ignore, all because he dreamt about his girlfriend calling him daddy.

He’s not sure what to do with that.

Silently groaning, Scar feels Grian shift in her sleep, her ass pressing right against his dick. He shivers, moving to bury his face into her hair and neck. He’s grinding against her before he can even think about it, sleepy and so aroused it hurts. He holds her close, rolling his hips, chasing some sort of friction with her body. Images from his dream flash and flicker in his mind, and the pressure against his dick is wonderful. Each jerk of his hips sends little pinpricks of pleasure running up his spine, and Scar has to swallow down every moan. He presses light kisses to Grian’s hair and neck instead, grunting quietly.

But he needs more than just this. He needs to feel her. And so Scar rolls his hips a few more times before slowing, still hard as a rock. Grian’s warm body tucked against his is killing him, a heat dripping drop after drop into his stomach as Scar holds her. They’ve talked before about this kind of thing, touching the other when they’re sleeping. Grian’s even mentioned how hot it’d be, waking up while he’s fucking her, or even with Scar’s cum leaking from her. Scar very much shares the sentiment.

So his hand trails low, down to her shorts, where he carefully tugs them low. Grian shifts in her sleep but otherwise remains slumbering, unaware of Scar’s actions. His heart is beating so fast and loud, and Scar can’t take how turned on he is. He reaches into his boxers and pulls his cock out, breath heavy as he quickly strokes himself, smearing precum over it. And then, ever so gently, does Scar tug Grian’s panties aside, nudging himself toward her cunt. He doesn’t push inside yet, instead slipping two fingers into her for a little bit of prep. He brushes against her clit in the process, earning himself a little sigh from Grian. Scar smiles lovingly, pushing his fingers apart and spreading them inside her. He soaks up every sigh and quiet whine he draws from her as he works her open.

Even if he’s chasing his own pleasure, he doesn’t want to hurt her. Never. So he stretches her, leaves her nice and wet before slowly pushing his cock past her folds. He grips her thigh as he takes her, the slow pace somewhat agonizing to him. Inch by inch, Scar slips inside, clinging to Grian all the while. Her pussy just sucks him, stretching around him so nicely that Scar’s head spins. “Fuck,” he whispers, eyes slipping shut. “Y’always feel so good, G.” His voice is a very low mumble, grumbly and soft. She’s so warm and inviting, tight around him despite the prep. The heat of arousal is thick in his stomach, and the minute Scar is fully inside her, he pauses just so he can soak it all in.

He drags his fingers along her skin, soothing and affectionate as if she were awake. Even in sleep, Scar loves on her, listening to the quiet sigh she releases.

And when he can’t bear to sit still any longer, feeling that burst of need in his body, he moves. Scar originally intended to be slow and take his time, but god that dream did something to him. It flipped some switch in his brain, and all Scar can think about it is fucking her.

It’s with a whined groan that Scar thrusts into her, holding her flush against him. He wraps his arm around her waist as he pistons his hips, so very desperate for Grian. There’s no build up, no slow rhythm to get him started. The minute he’s fully inside her he’s rocking his hips quickly, eagerly. He shuts his eyes as he sinks into her and her warmth, burying his face deeper into her neck. He hears little huffs and moans from her and Scar responds with his own quiet groans, pushing his cock deep inside her. The sounds from dream Grian echo in his head with every thrust.

“Ah-ah-a-ah hah… daddy please.”

Scar’s hips falter as his imagination runs wild, dream Grian’s voice filling his ears. He can’t keep himself from pressing little kisses to Grian’s bare shoulder as he pictures the kind of expressions she’d be making right now if he could see her. Her brows would be furrowed, eyes squeezed shut as her nose scrunches. Her voice would be so lovely, so pretty. Scar gives her a particularly deep thrust that pulls a moan from her, even in sleep. It sounds like heaven to him.

Grian’s body is hot pressed against him, all warm. She’s still asleep, even as Scar uses her like a toy, using her cunt like his own personal sleeve. “Grian,” Scar whispers so lovingly into her skin, holding her hip. He’s really not sure what’s gotten into him this morning, why he’s so desperate and aroused. The slap of skin meeting skin hits his ears, his hips rocking into her. He pictures her underneath him, fucked-out and full of pleasure as he ruins her. Like the dream, she clings to him, moaning by his ear all high pitched and sweet.

“Gonna fuck you nice and deep babygirl, wanna leave you cryin’ from my dick.”

“Uhn, ah, feels s’good daddy a-ah yes!”

“Y-Yeah? You’re so good for daddy, princess. My good girl.”

“Ugnh…” Scar huffs, feeling her clench around him. His pace stutters and he switches to deep grinds into her instead. Pure bliss floods him, fills up his lungs and heart and squeezes him so deliciously. He lightly bites her skin, muffling a groan. His head feels like it’s spinning from pleasure, thoughts clouded and tunnel vision stuck on the love of his life. She’s beautiful and enchanting even when fast asleep. Grian hums as Scar grinds against her, his own movements sloppy, his breathing heavy. He pulls her closer into his thrusts, pulls her back on his cock.

Reaching down between her legs, Scar circles his finger around Grian’s clit, feeling the strings in his stomach beginning to fray, to snap. He feels her body stiffen as he touches her, a hitch in her breath. He’ll never grow tired of how reactive she is, finding it cute. He rubs her, massaging her clit attentively as he works himself closer to the edge. Only, he’s so lost in getting Grian to finish that he misses how her breath stutters and she moans, stirring from slumber.

“Sc’r..?” Grian quietly whines as her eyes blink open, finding her body overwhelmed with pleasure. She feels the thickness of his length inside her, the head of his dick brushing against her sweet spot. “O-Oh—”

Scar’s hand pauses as he rolls his hips, kissing her shoulder. “G’morning G…” he sleepily mumbles to her.

“Mmm, morning.” Grian slips her hand down into her panties as she presses herself closer to him. She sets her palm over his hand, “Don’t stop, ‘s felt good to wake up to.”

“Needy bird,” Scar teases, but dutifully listens to her. He massages her clit with a finger, listening to the cute mewl she makes in return. It’s a sound Scar loves hearing from her, but after his dream, he wants to hear something else spill from those pretty pink lips. The thought sends a spark of fire igniting and now that Grian’s awake, all bets are off. He picks up the speed of his thrusts with a moan, feeling warmer than he usually does. Scar pushes Grian more into the bed, pinning her with his body weight as he leans further against her. It traps their hands, tugs the blankets up with them and forms an arch, but Scar pays no mind. He’s too busy ramming his girlfriend into the sheets.

Grian gasps and moans, burying her face into the pillow as Scar fucks her. There’s no mercy in his rhythm, his thick length overwhelming her. A rare sort of desperation laces Scar’s thrusts, rings in the sounds of their hips meeting, in how wet Grian feels from the devoted attention to her clit. Scar is practically caging her where she is, pushing her down so he can crawl on top of her. He’s an impassioned man on a mission, and Grian can only wonder what set him on said mission in the first place.

“Hnn, f-fuck, Scar…” She’ll have to come back to that later, when Scar isn’t fucking her brains out. His heavy breaths are right by her ear, and she can hear how ruined he sounds.

“God—G—sweetheart, ngh ‘m close,” Scar stutters, his motions firm and purposely deep. “Want—want you t’come with me a-ah, hah.”

Grian lets out a pitched cry as Scar slams his hips into her, fingers quickly rubbing her clit. “Ah… yes, please, you feel so good. Wanna come,” she warbles, moaning. Scar’s frantic thrusts are pushing her closer and closer, and Grian can’t take how good it all feels. Every press of his cock against her sweet spot leaves her seeing stars. “There… oh mgh r-right there.”

Scar focuses on it, attaching his lips to her shoulder along with the desperate pace. Their bed rocks from Scar’s eager pounding, and he can feel the rubber band in his stomach threatening to snap. Grian clenches around him, crying out as he rubs her clit, the head of his dick hitting her sweet spot. And Scar knows she won’t last. “Come for me, G,” he pleads, “come on da—my cock. Let me feel you.”

“Oh fuck—” Grian whines, her climax slamming right into her. Her fingers dig into her pillow as she finishes, vision going white. Her orgasm is intense, leaving her tensing with a gasp. Scar thrusts inside her as he chases his own peak, not far behind her. Grian bites her lip with a satisfied moan, shuddering.

Scar freezes up, groaning into her back and slips out just before he can come inside. Scar wraps a hand around himself and with a few strokes he comes, dropping his head in between Grian’s shoulder blades. His ears are ringing from how hard he came, both his head and thoughts spinning. He squeezes his eyes shut as he hovers over Grian, propping himself up on his arms so he doesn’t squish her.

Together, they fall quiet as chirping birds fill the air again. Grian is content to lay where she is for a moment, collecting herself. Distantly, she notes they’ll have to change the sheets later. Her nose scrunches at the thought. “Scar, the bedsheet…”

“Sorry,” he sheepishly apologizes, voice all quiet and out of breath. He presses a few kisses to her shoulder, his hand slipping out of her panties. “I love you?” Scar tries, adjusting them for her gingerly. When they’re in place once more and her shorts are pulled up again, Scar flops back onto his side of the bed, keeping an arm around her to rub her side. He tucks himself back into his bottoms as he does so.

Grian lifts her head up to look at him with a frown. “That’s not going to get you out of this one,” she warns before sighing softly, rolling over to face him.

“Not even if I pout?” Scar returns, meeting her gaze. Her cheeks are still flushed pink, though she looks more awake now. He forgoes the pouting to kiss her instead.

Rolling her eyes a little, Grian leans in to return his kiss with a chaste one of her own. “You know that doesn’t work on me.” Most of the time is left unsaid. She follows it with a quiet hum. “But I love you too.”

Scar regards her with a beaming smile, kissing her forehead. “Any chance we could stay in bed for a little bit longer?”

“I think if I get up right now my legs will turn into jello,” Grian answers, making Scar laugh quietly. She yawns after, eyes slipping shut. “Y’get a few more minutes…” She snuggles up to him with a content noise.

Logically, Scar knows he should get up to take care of the little mess he’s made. But everything is so warm and he’s comfortable like this. He’s also ignoring his dream, choosing instead to brush his fingers through Grian’s messy hair. “A few more minutes sound good to me.”

[lavendernlilac]

daddy kink bodyguard au but it's about the dynamics of it all. of how ariana plays up her helplessness to get hotguy to save her or pay attention to her. and him knowing she's stroking his ego and knowing but still doing it bc he loves her.and maybe it's the presentation aspect of it, playing the baby girl for her daddy. hi im peachie anon and welcome to my kinks

YESSSS PEACHIE ANON WE’RE SHAKING HANDS 🤝🤝🤝

grian will absolutely play up the act for him, will drag her hand along his arms just to feel his muscles and talk about how big and strong he is, how safe he makes her feel. if she’s not feeding his ego to get him to pay attention, she’s being bratty with him because well. any attention from her daddy is good attention, no?

and scar is always aware of what she’s trying to do, but he plays along every time because he loves her soso much. he’ll pull her into his lap when she’s stroking his ego, just to encourage her to say more, to be a good girl as he’s feeling her up. grian will make herself look all pathetic and needy for him as she’s complimenting him, feeling his hands slip under her skirt, stroking her over her panties. she slips in a well placed “daddy…” and scar grins, telling her to keep talking for him, he’ll reward her if she’s good

it’s not too often she’ll play up her helplessness, but on the rare occasion she does, scar has so much fun with it. she’s so cute when she acts helpless, trying to get his attention—and he tells her as such every single time <3