"It's Not Love If It Hurts" //5sos

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  It felt like it was days ago that they went sledding, when really it was only yesterday. That morning, Johanna had left to go to her family's house, leaving Annie and Calum on their own. Now Annie and Calum sat on a couch in their motel room, talking about whatever came to mind.

  "Ageplay?"

  Annie crinkled her nose in disgust. "Kids aren't that cute. Also, most don't like me."
  He shrugged. "Most kids like me."

  "Yeah, well, most people like you."

  Calum gave her a look. "What are you getting at?"

  "Or, I should say, most girls like you."

  A smirk slowly grew on his face, realizing just what she meant. "Aww, are you jealous?"

  "Are you the only guy left on the planet? I wasn't sure from the way some of those girls were staring at you."

  "You're jealous!"

  "And I've got dibs on you. And they should get that."

  Calum snorted, leaning against the couch contently. "Fine. What about... um... daddy kink?"

  Annie laughed. "Well, I know for a fact that you like it. You seem pretty fine whenever someone jokes about you being my sugar daddy."

  Calum raised his eyebrows. "You didn't answer my question."

  "I'm honestly wondering if you have an actually sugar daddy kink. Would you jizz in your pants, if, say, I asked you to buy me some new underwear?"

  "You're avoiding my question."

  "You're avoiding mine."

  They had a brief staring contest, trying to make the other back down, but neither were willing to give up. Calum tilted his head up, trying to look more dominating, but Annie just mimed the action, crossing her arms.

  Calum reached out and grabbed her wrists, yanking her over his lap and leaning closer, so that they were nose to nose. "Daddy kink, yes or no," he commanded, his voice deeper than normal.

  She pursed her lips. "Maybe a little. Now, you answer my question."

  He leaned even closer, so their lips were only an inch from touching. "I don't really have a sugar daddy kink, but..."

  "But?"

  "But I don't... not have a sugar daddy kink either."

  Annie laughed breathily, trying to ease the sexual tension in the room. "So you'd be all for it if I stole your credit card and bought myself whatever I wanted, in return for as much sex as you want?" The way she spoke was teasing, as if it were a joke, but Calum considered it like it were a serious statement.

  "That's basically what we do now. Only, without the sex part." He smirked, and Annie shoved him playfully, sitting back up. She tried to get off of his lap, but Calum was too fast, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her down.

  Annie sighed, but moved on. "Okay. What about... pet play?"

  Calum looked at the ceiling, imagining it. "Me calling you something like puppy?"

  "Or kitty," Annie added, watching his face.

  He tapped his chin, imagining it. "It depends. Would you poop on the floor?"

  Annie laughed, and shook her head. "I always thought pet play was a little bit weird too. I was curious to see what you thought, though."

  "Yeah, not really my thing." He scratched his chin, looking back at Annie. "Did it really bother you that the girls earlier were oogling me?"