My goat can you please write jared mccain x reader where he reacts to her calling him daddy for the first time 🥹🥹🥹
daddy?
a jared mccain fic
summary ~ requested!
includes ~ smut // dom jared // sub reader
word count ~ 928
a/n ~ ouuu i like it a lot .
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Jared had you spread out on his bed, completely naked, thighs trembling around his shoulders as he ate you like he had all the time in the world.
His tongue was slow and filthy, licking long stripes up your pussy before wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking gently. Two of his long fingers were buried deep inside you, curling perfectly against that spot that made your back arch off the mattress.
“Jared— fuck,” you moaned, fingers gripping his curls tight.
He hummed against you, the vibration making your toes curl. He’d been teasing you for almost thirty minutes now, bringing you right to the edge and then pulling back, over and over, until you were a dripping, whimpering mess.
You were so close again. Your thighs started shaking harder.
“Baby, please,” you gasped, hips grinding against his face. “I’m so close— please let me cum.”
Jared looked up at you, lips shiny, eyes dark with lust. That sweet, pretty face was gone. In its place was something hungrier.
But you were so desperate, so far gone, that the word slipped out before you could stop it.
“Daddy… please.”
Jared froze.
His fingers stopped moving. His tongue stilled against your clit. For half a second, the only sound in the room was your heavy breathing.
Then something in him snapped.
His eyes darkened instantly, pupils blown wide. A low, almost dangerous sound rumbled from his chest as he crawled up your body, caging you in with his arms. His hard cock rested heavy against your thigh.
“What did you just call me?” he asked, voice low and rough. His usual soft-spoken charm was completely gone.
You bit your lip, suddenly shy even though you were soaked and aching. “I… daddy.”
Jared’s hips jerked forward involuntarily, grinding his cock against your wetness. His breathing grew heavier.
“Say it again,” he demanded, voice deeper than you’d ever heard it. He reached down and rubbed the head of his cock up and down your slit, teasing your clit. “Say it while I’m inside you.”
He pushed in slowly, stretching you open inch by thick inch until he bottomed out with a groan. The fullness made your eyes roll back.
“Daddy,” you moaned breathlessly.
“Fuck,” Jared cursed, forehead dropping to yours. His hips snapped forward hard, burying himself even deeper. “You have no idea what you just did to me.”
He started fucking you with deep, powerful strokes, nothing like his usual sweet pace. This was possessive. Hungry. Every thrust knocked a broken moan out of you.
“Again,” he growled, one hand gripping your thigh to spread you wider. “Call me that again.”
“Daddyyyy— oh my god,” you cried out as he hit that perfect spot inside you over and over.
Jared groaned loudly, pace faltering for a second like the word actually affected him physically. His grip on your hips tightened as he drove into you harder.
“Shit… I didn’t know I’d like that so much,” he panted against your neck, sucking a mark into your skin. “Say that shit louder, baby. Let me hear you.”
“Daddy!” you moaned louder, nails digging into his back. “Please— fuck me harder.”
The reaction was immediate.
Jared sat up on his knees, pulled your legs over his shoulders, and fucked you like he was trying to ruin you. Deep, aggressive strokes that made the headboard slam against the wall. His pretty face was twisted in pleasure, curls messy, sweat dripping down his chest.
“This my pussy,” he groaned, eyes locked on where his cock was disappearing inside you. “You hear me? All fucking mine. Gonna make you call me daddy every time I fuck you from now on.”
You were a mess beneath him — moaning, crying out, soaking his cock and the sheets. The new roughness mixed with his usual sweetness was driving you insane.
“I’m gonna cum,” you whimpered, legs shaking.
“Yeah?” He reached down and rubbed your clit fast. “Cum for daddy then. Let me feel it.”
You shattered.
Your orgasm hit you like a wave, walls clamping down around him as you came hard, screaming loud enough for the neighbors to probably hear. Jared cursed loudly, hips stuttering as your pulsing pushed him over the edge too.
He buried himself deep and came with a broken moan, filling you up with hot, thick pulses. His hips kept twitching, pushing his cum deeper like he didn’t want to waste a drop.
When he finally collapsed on top of you, he was breathing hard, face buried in your neck. After a few moments, the dominant energy softened back into your sweet Jared.
He pulled out gently and rolled to the side, immediately pulling you into his arms. He kissed your forehead, your cheeks, your lips — soft and reverent now.
“Shit, baby. You good?” he whispered, stroking your hair.
You smiled, cuddling closer to his chest. “M’ amazing right now. That was… so hot.”
Jared let out a shy laugh, cheeks turning pink again. “I didn’t expect to like that as much as I did. The second you said it…” He shook his head. “Shit. You might’ve created a monster.”
You giggled, tracing patterns on his chest. “So… you want me to keep calling you that?”
He tilted your chin up, eyes still a little dark even after the softness returned.
“Every time,” he said, voice low. “Especially when I’m deep inside you.”
He kissed you again, slow and deep, hands gently rubbing your back and thighs.
Your sweet, charming boyfriend had a new side.
And you couldn’t wait to bring it out again.
