✓ 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬

22

corbyn wakes up with arms securely wrapped around his naked body, his head pounding.

he slowly turns around in his boyfriends tight grip, smiling slightly when he meets the blue orbs he knows oh so well.

"good morning, my love" daniel says, his voice barely above a whisper.

"good morning" corbyn replies, cupping daniel's cheeks in his hands and pecking his lips sweetly.

"how's your head?" daniel asks, running a hand softly up and down corbyn's side.

"it hurts like hell" corbyn admits.

"aww, baby. you were so much more drunk than me. i sobered up a lot when we got back here, so i remember everything that happened from when we got in my car to drive us back."

"what happened last night then?" corbyn asks, a smirk forming on his lips.

"does your ass hurt?" daniel questions.

"a little."

"then that explains part of it" daniel chuckles.

"and what's the other part?" corbyn giggles.

"well we got in the shower together and you gave me a blowjob, i ate you out, i fucked you again..." daniel explains.

"i wish i could remember, i love it when you eat me out" corbyn says, his voice laced with lust.

"maybe i'll eat you out tonight then, it depends though. if your a good boy today then i will, but if you give me any trouble i won't" daniel growls.

"fine, i'll be a good boy... daddy" corbyn smirks, earning a hard slap on the ass.

"it starts now" daniel whispers in corbyn's ear, sending shivers down the blonde's spine.

[ a/n ]

filler

-megan