• Tattoos • (kellic)

-chapter 19-

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Kellin's Pov

Vic squealed, hurrying in the bedroom when I smacked him hard on the bum. A smirk grew on my face when he already started stripping his shirt off, revealing the smooth, tan skin that I loved so much.

He started to peel off his thigh highs and that's where I stopped him. "Stop. I want to undress you."

His eyes flickered up to mine, reminding me of what it's like to have him writhing underneath me, gorgeous face tinted pink, and swollen lips parted as he would jolt with every thrust. "Okay, daddy," he purred, laying back on the bed, petite body looking more sexy than words could describe.

I slowly crawled up his body, kicking my shoes off along the way and letting them hit the floor. His legs parted as I situated myself between them, teasingly running my hand all the way from his calf to his upper thigh.

"What are you going to do to me, daddy?" he asked, in a breathy voice, watching my every move with precaution. I smirked with no response, rolling down his sock from his right leg, kissing the skin I revealed afterwards. I did the same to the other leg, leaving him in just his skirt and panties.

Vic's breath got shakier as my kisses inched closer to his groin area. I nipped at his inner thighs, eliciting spine jolting moans of my name. Finally, I sneaked my head up the bottom of his skirt. His skin wafted off the scent of coconuts and vanilla, making me inhale deeply whilst I propped his thin legs onto my shoulders.

I eyed the bulge in the front of his cute panties, licking my lips slowly. "K-kell-" I cut him off by pressing a kiss to the adorable tent that continued to grow. "O-Oh," he breathed out.

My tongue trailed along the outline of his penis, stopping at where the head is and sucking softly through the fabric, leaving a wet spot when I pulled away. Vic was moaning preciously from above me, letting out mewls of desperation and need.

He was still in trouble for flirting with Oli, so I found it amusing how he thought he was off the hook since I had my head up his skirt, but it was all in the game of teasing him.

"Please," he gasped, skin glistening with sweat when I removed his skirt from his nicely curved hips. The way Vic was whimpering for me drove me nuts. I came to face-to-face with the feminine boy, both our cheeks flushed from arousal.

"You know," I whisper, watching as Vic hurriedly unbuttoned my shirt, feeling the skin up and down that he exposed, "I don't like it when you talk to other boys like that." I let my eyes bore darkly into his as he removed my shirt from my shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Kells. I didn't mean to make you mad, I just got jealous." His plump bottom lip was pushed out in a pout, his apology not completely sincere, but teasing almost.

I smirked down at him, craning my neck to attach my lips to his shoulder, biting down softly on the skin. Vic was beautiful. Gorgeous. That's why I loved teasing him when I wasn't even really that mad.

"Mhm. . . no swats for you, baby boy. I think I have a better punishment." I glanced down evily at the painful erection in my jeans, ordering Vic to go sit at the top of the bed whilst I went and stood at the bottom. Vic, like the good boy he is, watched me obediently with his hands crossed on his lap.

With a loud sigh of relief, I popped the button and pulled the zip, letting my jeans fall down my inked legs and to my ankles. I noticed Vic's eyes visibly widen at the sight. We both stared at my cock standing upright in my boxers, begging for someone's attention. I knew a certain asshole whose hands would feel much better than mine, but my mission was to get him going.