《late nights ; cody ko》daddy?
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cody was with dev in the living room as a tv show played in front of them. dev seemed into it, laughing at comedic moments, looking at cody to see if he found it funny too. cody wasn't paying attention, let alone laughing. his mind was in many other places, distracting him.
"what's up?" dev asked, "thinking about that jake paul shit?"
"uh," cody said, being torn from his train of thought, "no, not exactly."
"what then?"
"it's this girl, man. she's fucking cool," he replied, "i actually like spending time with her."
"that's tight, what's her name?" dev inquired.
"anaya," cody said with a small smile, "she's from spain, look."
he pulled out his phone and went to anaya's instagram, showing dev her most recent selfie.
"yeah," dev agreed, "she's hot."
"dude, i know," cody nodded, "and she's not clingy or anything, sometimes she's actually kind of uninterested in me, but i think it makes me like her more."
"have you fucked?"
"fuck yeah," cody answered, "good ass sex, too. should i text her?"
"when's the last time you saw her?" dev asked, but it was clear he was losing interests.
"earlier, she took me to lunch. she left to go talk to jake," cody said.
dev's head snapped up, "she left you for jake, damn dude."
cody was confused, "yeah, so what? she just went to talk about him deleting the video."
"sure," dev laughed.
"that's what she said," cody thought for a second, "should i ask her about it?"
dev shrugged, suddenly disinterested again, "go for it, i'm gonna head to bed though. hope it works out."
he patted his shoulder and left to his room, closing the door being him.
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imessage: anaya
c: hey
c: what's up
anaya: just at home
c: is it weird that i miss u haha
anaya: noooo haha i miss u too
c: come over then
anaya: yeah?
c: yeah.
anaya: on my way :)
c: ok :)
cody's doorbell rang and he tried not to race to the door, he strided there slowly, "hey anaya," he said to himself, just to see how it would sound. she rang the bell again, and cody opened the door.
"hey, naya," he said, letting her in. he almost face palmed, he missed the first a in her name out of nervousness.
"naya?" anaya asked, "is that my new nickname?"
she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him, he nestled his head in her hair and smiled as she pulled away.
"yeah, like you call me chodey wodey," cody laughed, "how was it with jake?"
anaya's eyes fell and she looked away, "well, he deleted it, so."
"oh, so how'd you get him to take it down?" cody asked, curiously.
"we..talked."
"talked?" cody laughed then joked, "fucked?"
anaya let out a little laugh before confessing, "yeah, actually..."
cody's smile vanished off his face, "why'd you fuck him? after how mean he was to you?"
anaya shrugged, "it's not a big deal, he deleted it, right? no worries."
"you fucked him though, what the hell?" cody sounded angry, "i didn't ask you to get it deleted."
"why are you mad?" anaya threw her hands up, "i did it for you!"
"for me?!" cody scoffed, "how is that for me?"
"he deleted it! i didn't want you getting hate and i know how his fans can be," anaya explained, "so stop."
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"whatever," cody said shortly.
"why are you mad? i don't belong to you."
he rolled his eyes, "i know you don't, doesn't mean i don't want you."
"come here," anaya said, stretching her arm out to him.
he held her hand and came closer until he was directly in front of her. she reached out to put her hand on his face but he caught her wrist. his mind raced and he did something before he could truly think it through, he put her hand on his bulge and held it there, "feel that?"
anaya didn't respond or move her hand, startled by cody's actions.
"hm?" cody asked, taking the opportunity to be in control of her.
"y-yes," she stuttered out, still shocked.
"do you like that?" he asked.
"yes," she replied, "you're so big."
cody smirked, feeling himself grow in his pants with anaya's hand placed on him.
"you may not belong to me, but you do tonight, sound good?" he asked, "means no back talk, since you have a smart mouth."
anaya had no words so she just nodded, running her hand up and down his bulge, "let's go to your room, daddy."
"daddy?" now it was cody's turn to be surprised. anaya smiled and nodded, batting her eyelashes.
cody smiled, god, it was going to be a good night...
a/n: hahahah y'all thought u we're gonna get smut this chapter? u gotta wait! ;)
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