《Day Dream [Dreamwastaken x OC]》Chapter 25 (smut)
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Recap:
Opening the door I say "Angel I thought you sai-" But when I look up I'm met by a tall blond boy, staring at me
"I'll call you back George" I say hanging up the phone
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I wanted to be stronger, my inicial plan was just to tell him off and close the door at his face. But now, having him stand in front of me, with those green eyes staring back at mine. I can't resist him.
"Are you alright?" is the first thing I ask. From what I can see, he seems fine... physically at least
"Im- Im so sorry Char" Clay says, grabbing his hair in frustration "I told you I wouldn't do this again... yet look at what happened"
I stay silent, I didn't expect him to apologize so soon
"Please say something" Clay desperately says at my silence, moving forward to try and embrace me, but I stand back
"We need to communicate more Clay, you can't just lash out on me like that, making passive aggressive comments" I argue, remembering what Angel told me earlier.
He looks at me, his eyes glistening with trouble
"I can't keep on doing this, not being able to rely on you" I start "My whole life, I was just- I was always left off to the side, my parents being constantly away on business trips, me not having stable relationships, both platonic and romantic ones, made my life so inconsistent" I noted, I really want Clay to get me
"Why do you think I always follow Jake around? Why do you think I text Angel every morning telling her what I did the previous day and wondering how she is?" His features are now way softer, looking at me with a look of guilt
"I am so scared of people just abandoning me, leaving, I would never do it to you Clay, how many more times do I need to explain this to you?" I finally break, tears pouring down my eyes
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Now he tries to hug me again, and I let him, even though I hate how he acts, I need his touch
"I'm telling you all of this as a way of communicating, Clay" I cry
"I know I'm sorry" he says once again "But I won't just apologize, I will let my actions speak, I will change"
"Please Clay" I plead
"You can count on me, I give you my word, are we ok now?" he says, and I hum in response, I miss his touch so much
"Hey Char I know I said earlier that you should wait, but you know what, fuck him he-" Angel shouts while barging into my room, and her eyes widen once he sees Clay standing there
"Oh... hi Clay" she fake smiles "I see that you two have made amends..."
"Kind of" Clay answers, putting his chin on top of my head
"Good for you guys" Angie says "Just know that if she cries again because of you, I will chop off your balls" she then adds, still smiling
I can see Clay's worried expression, which just makes me laugh a bit harder
"Ok Angie, thank you for that"
"Anytime babe, see ya" she finally says stepping out of the room
Clay steps away from me a bit
"We need a safeword" he randomly says
"A what?" I say, very much confused
"A safe word, for like, sex..." he trails off getting embarrassed, "I don't want to hurt you"
"Ohhhh that type of safe word" Clay simply nods at my response
"What could it be" I say, I never had one, my sex life is very... vanilla
"I don't know... pog?" he suggests and I cringe
"No, what if I go 'Oh yes daddy, right there oh thats pog'" I fake moan
"Charlotte..." Clay warns me, and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, until he looks down at his pants where I see a bulge forming
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"Oh you sick fuck, I refuse to believe you are getting off of me saying 'daddy' and 'pog' in the same sentence" I laugh
"Come oon, safe word, now" he complains pulling me up from the bed
"Fine, what about, apple?" I suggest and he agrees
(smut starts here)
"See, it wasn't that... hard" I say grabbing his bulge, making his eyes widen
"Wait before we do anything, I need to talk to you about something else" he confidently says and I get very confused
"I can't have you flirting with my friends, can I?" Clay says hovering over me, "you have been a very bad girl"
I catch on what he is trying to do
"I know, I think I need some type of punishment, daddy" as those words slip out of my mouth, I see his green eyes darken
Clay grabs my neck and forcefully kisses me, I let out a moan when I feel him grip my hair a bit too hard
"Get on the bed" he commands, stepping away from me
"No can we kiss for a bit more" I plead giving him puppy eyes
He looks at me deliberating on what to do, but he picks me up bridal style and flops me onto the bed "No, I said get on the bed whore"
"I know how you are gonna pay for this, open up" Clay smirks, pulling his pants down, letting his dick pop out
I open my mouth and he puts his dick inside my mouth. He started off slowly, letting his shaft plop out of me a few times
But he starts picking up his pace, and soon enough he begins to deep throat fuck me.
His dick hitting the back of my throat makes my eyes water, and I'm really fighting against my gag reflect
"You look so good like this baby" Clay moans, completely out of it, he grabs my neck and pushes himself even deeper into my throat
Letting out a moan Clay releases himself in my throat, making me quickly sit up and start coughing, I almost chocked on his cum
I look up to him, still wiping some of his cum off my chin, just to notice him looking at me with lust all over his face
"You look so fucking hot like this holy shit, we aren't done" he says, manhandling me so that my legs are dangling off the bed, and my face is stuffed into the bedsheets.
Clay slowly takes my pants off, leaving me in just my panties and smacks my ass
"I want you to apologize" Clay says
"I won't"
He smacks my asscheek harder "Wrong answer"
"I told you I wo- oh my god" Clay stops me mid sentence by penetrating me
"I will have to fuck the apology out of you then" he says gripping my hips and thrusting in me
I feel my orgasm growing, and so my moans quicken, Clay must've notice this since his pace slowed down, dragging himself in and out of me extremely slow
"I'm already finished, apologize and I'll let you come too" he demands
I roll my eyes, but give in, I'm desperate for this "I'm sorry Clay I won't do it again" I say, and he reaches forward putting a finger in my mouth pulling me back
"Now say you belong to me" he grins
"I bwelowng to ywou" I barely manage to say given that my mouth is obstructed
"Now remember this anytime you even think about anyone else" Clay finally says, picking up his pace once again.
My moans get out of control and I reach my climax, fully collapsing onto the bed because of how tired I am.
"I missed you" Clay says flopping right next to me
"We weren't together for like 50 minutes" I laugh
"I know"
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should i let u know when smut starts or no... i feel like it ruins the layout ://
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