luv u ; cancer crew

kitten ; ian

"Max, I'm bored!” you said, petting his girlfriend’s, Katt, hair as she laid in your lap. “Me too!” she chimed in. You two giggle, knowing you were both bound to get to do something. Katt dangled her socked feet off the edge of the couch and wiggled around for more effect.

“Oh God, K. Don't leave me for (y/n).” Max joked, walking into the living room. You threw your hands up in defense and shook your head. “Stop sucking George's ass, and maybe she wouldn't.” you playfully told the boy. “Fair enough.” he sits on the floor in front of the tv, with his legs crossed.

“Not too close to the tv, Max.” Katt warns, tossing a throw pillow at him. “Yes, mother.” he laughs, and scoots back. “You guys wanna go camping?” you suggest, cradling the girl. “I’d love to, babe!” Katt exclaims, kicking her feet. Max hums in response. “Don't see why not.” Ian says strolling in from the hallway. Katt leans up and you take your arms off of the girl, she then crawls to Max on the floor.

“Please, Max!” Katt pleads, crawling into Max’s lap. “Oh, God. They're gonna fuck to find an answer, come here let's let them work it out.” Ian picks you up from the couch and runs to your shared guestroom. “Ian!” you scream, laughing as he ran through the hall. He kicked the door open and shoved you in. “You cunt! Don't break my fucking door, I'm trying to get my dick sucked, so hush!” Max yells, followed by a small shriek from Katt. You giggled as Ian yelled a simple “Fuck off!” down the hall as he locked the door.

“Time, baby?” he asked, pulling his shirt off. “Ten” you say jumping onto the bed. “They'll be busy till about twelve.” Ian says rushing over to the bed and pushing your legs apart. You were in shorts since it was hotter than a sauna in Australia. Ian sloppily began to lick your thighs as he moaned a loud “hungry as fuck” and then followed by biting your inner thighs. “Ian!” you whisper yelled, taking a hand full of his hair. “Hush, kitten, be a good girl.” Ian looped his fingers around your shorts and yanked them to your knees. He smoothed his hands over your thighs, taking a moment to gaze at the silk panties he was about to throw on the floor. “Red silk, huh? Planning on something, baby?” he said rubbing your clit through the fabric. You held back moans and nodded your head. He quickly reacted by taking a hand and wrapping it around your throat, gently squeezing the sides. “Use your words, kitten.” he said, picking up speed as he rubbed on your clit, keeping his eyes fixated on yours. “Yes sir.” you breathed out. He obviously enjoyed hearing you submit, as his jaw clenched and he breathed in. “Good girl,” He muttered, releasing his grip. He sunk back down between your thighs and tugged on your panties. Once he had access, you laid back and wrapped your legs around his neck. He slowly licked his lips, not breaking eye contact. You felt the wetness between your thighs slowly drip and make its way onto the sheets.

“Damnit, princess. So wet.” He moans, running his index finger up through your folds. “Look at this.” He holds his finger up with all of your juices spread onto it. “Heaven.” He says, bringing the finger into his mouth, you whimper, desperately needing friction. You arch your back forwards, and softly whimper his name. He stops dead in his tracks and returns his eyes to you. Jackpot. You had gotten him. “Fuck, kitten, you’re such a little slut. Aren't you?” He asks, burying his head in between your thighs. “Yes, daddy.” you thrown the name at him, only to be rewarded with a swift lick to your clit. “That's my name, babygirl.” He hums against your clit, making your thighs twitch. You hold back multiple moans, as your hear a soft yelp come from the living room. It was obviously they didn't care much about noise, so you didn't either. Ian pulled on your clit with his lip and you let loud a loud moan that filled the room. “Fuck, Ian.” you intertwined your fingers in his brown hair and slightly tugged.

He pulls harder and rubs his index finger around your pussy, wetting his finger up, and plunging it into your soaking core. “Master!” you choked out, causing Ian to quickly shoot his eyes up to you. “What was that?” he asked, delving a second finger into your pussy. “Master, fuck.” you moan louder as he leans up, locking a arm around your stomach. “Oh, kitten,” he laughs. “I’m your master, alright. And this tight little pussy is mine.” he says, curling his fingers and pushing them deeper into your pussy, watching his fingers work against you. You slowly started becoming undone, your legs began to twitch and your toes were feeling numb.

“My little kitty must be close,” he coos, moving his fingers much more slower and shallower. “I can feel you close up against me, princess.” He rubs circles on your clit with his thumb and you let a loud yell out. “Daddy!” you cried, your legs tensing up and your body twitching underneath him. He plunges his fingers back inside you once more, moving them faster than before, his thumb rubbing painfully slow circles on your clit, undoubtedly you were nearing your edge. “Do you deserve to cum, kitten?” Ian asks, locking his arm down harder against your stomach. You gasp, and quickly fumble out a “Yes, daddy, let me cum please.” and shut your eyes. You arch your back as heat begins to take over your body, and a white light takes over your eyes. “Cum. Now, you little slut.” he demands, and you release. He quickly licked his fingers clean and dried them.

The bed rose up, and you began to twitch even more profusely, drawers opened and slammed shut, as you felt a cold blade slide against your thigh. “What's my name, scream it for me, kitten.” Ian sunk the tip of the blade in your thigh, sending waves of pleasure through your torso. “Master!” you shouted as loud as your lungs would let you, as he drug the blade down your thigh. “Good kitty.” He threw the knife on the nightstand as he bent down and licked the blood up from the wound. “You taste like candy, babygirl.” he says, licking his lips. Your eyes flutter open as you regain feeling in your body. “Fuck, daddy, thank you.” you say, sitting up. He nods, and helps you slide your bottoms back on. You glance at the clock and warn him of the time. “It's twelve thirty.” he shrugs. “We need to see what's going on today.” he says, walking and unlocking the door. “DADDY!” Max screams from the doorway. Katt looks and you and smiles. You laugh and Ian shoves the boy out of the way. “You wish.” he says, leaning on the door frame. “So, camping?” Joji asks, peeping in. “Yes, camping, get packed cunts, and no more knives, she'll get infected with crabs or some shit, dumbass.” they all disperse from the hallway. Ian holds up your panties with his teeth and winks. “Pack more of these, round two and three are happening tonight.”