[5:34pm] “Daddy!” Hansol stopped what he was working on and slowly turned towards you, watching where you sat pouting on the couch of the studio. He had told you to wait countless times. That you two could go home at six, but you were needy and wanted his attention. And more importantly you wanted him between your legs, be it his mouth or dick. You could care less.
“Baby,” his tone calm and collected. He didn’t want to appear affected by the way you whines when you called for him, but he could already feel how hard he was getting just imagining you bent over while he took you from behind. “I told you once I finished this we can go home, but every time you interrupt me it makes me take much longer. I shouldn’t have to repeat myself, should I?” You shake your head, feeling bad for distracting him and he sighs. “Come here.”
You stood up and maneuvered to stand in front of him in anticipation of the punishment you could receive for your poor behavior. Luckily for you, he seemed in a forgiving mood. “Tell me what you want baby. Tell daddy how he can help you.”
You involuntarily squeezed your legs together, looking at him through your lashes. You always gave off this innocent look and vibe but he knew exactly how to ruin you and how much of a dirty little slut you could be for him. “I want you inside.”
He smiles up at you, eyeing your appearance. The oversized tie-dye hoodie that belonged to him, the loose shorts, and the pink socks which completed your lazy but cute look of the day. And my oh my, how badly he wanted ruin you. He tugs you towards him, until you’re settled in his lap and he’s sitting back in the chair. “You want daddy inside?” He traces his fingers over your lips, before sticking two in your mouth giving a silent command to suck. “In here? Or-” he pulls them out once you’ve coated them in your saliva, his hand pushes your athletic shorts to the side finding nothing underneath as he easily plunges his fingers into you. “In here? Seems like I already know the answer. You were ready for me weren’t you, kitten? Ready to feel daddy’s fingers and cock huh?”
You whine and bury your face in his neck as he takes his time finger fucking you. You ears and face burning as you realize just how wet you had been from imagining him that you can hear each thrust of his fingers. Your stomach tingles and you clinch around him, muttering more as he picks up his pace. He adds a third finger, bringing about more pleasaure as he kisses at your neck, his other arm wrapping around your body as he feels you’re getting close to cumming.
You sink your teeth into his shoulder and cry out. Your walls clenching, your body shaking and his pace not slowing down at all until you’re squirming and begging him to stop. The sensation being too much too fast. Lay against him as he removes his fingers, bringing them to his mouth to clean before wiping them on his your hoodie. He leans away from you to see your face which is flushed from your previous activities.
He kisses you, “Do you feel better kitten?” You nod, licking your lips and enjoying the taste of your own release. “Good girl. Now you need to let daddy finish- ah! Don’t give me that look.” He gives you a stern look, causing you to close your mouth that was about to protest and beg that he fuck you. “And you’re going to stay in daddy’s lap and keep his cock nice a warm. No moving or I won’t be as nice as I just was.”
You nod frantically just aching to feel him inside of you. He tugs his sweats down just enough to release his leaking member and you take him in your hand. He hisses as your stroke him lazily and he pushes your shorts to the side again before pushing in and sighing at how tight you feel wrapped around him. You whine and roll your hips, his hands stopping you immediately.
“I know you’re eager for daddy’s cock, kitten. But I said no moving. You don’t wanna make daddy mad do you?” You shake your head and he moves your arms to wrap around his shoulders before he purposely moves back over to the desk a little tougher than need be, smirking as you whine and clench around him. He bucks his hips up, enjoying the noise that falls from your lips as well as the wetness that could heard just as clearly as when he fingered you. “Then be patient and I’ll fuck you however you want.”
-requested by @chwechwechwe daddy!vernon
