fuckin’ Ollie…
I don’t need a daddy kink out of a damn shitpost alright I don’t need to be sitting here thinking about Slim asking Daddy Cash to make him feel good alright you look here I’ll have none of this Cash telling Slim to let him take care of everything just No
nnnnO.
Should I not mention that @alicedragons and I have already decided that Twist would absolutely call Cash “sugar daddy”, if only because Cash would hate it?
…fuck it. I’ve been drinking. Let’s do this.
(NSFW)
Daddy Cash and his naughty boys.
(That sounds like the name of a porn. I swear this isn’t that NSFW.)
Cash watched suspiciously as Rus
and Slim spoke quietly to each other across the room, turning occasionally to
shoot him quick glances. He could also feel Twist’s observant eye lingering on
him—which was never a good sign.
Rus suddenly let out a barely-stifled
snort, his sockets growing wide as he looked at Cash, Slim making hurried
attempts to hush him.
Patience diminishing, Cash
marched over to them, trying to quell the furious blush on his cheekbones. “something
you’d like to share with the group, assholes?” he asked shortly, frustration
slipping into his voice.
Slim quickly shook his head, but
Rus was smirking. Stepping into Cash’s personal space, he hummed, trailing a
finger down his chest. “hmm… i can think of one or two things i’d like to share
with you,” he purred, leaning in to nibble at Cash’s jaw.
Hot magic coalesced in Cash’s
mouth, but he swallowed it back, trying to remain indignant. “no.” He pushed
Rus away, earning him a pout. “you’re not getting anything from me.”
“But—Patches, look at ‘im.” Cash
flinched as Twist came up behind him to rest his head on his shoulder and rest
his hands on his iliac crests. “He’s been such a good boy—don’ ya think ‘e
deserves a reward?” As if to emphasize the point, Rus beamed, rocking back and
forth on his feet with his hands clasped behind his back.
Cash might have found the
expression adorable were it not for the implications behind it. Pulling away
from Twist sharply, he straightened his jacket, lifting his head. “this may
surprise you lot, but i actually still possess my dignity—i suggest you retire
this ridiculous game.”
Slim, Rus, and Twist all watched
him with downcast eyes, like… like naughty children in the schoolyard, Cash conceded
bitterly. Then, almost simultaneously, they murmured, “Sorry, daddy.”
Cash later came to realise he’d
played right into their hands.
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