You Can Call Me Daddy| A Teamiplier Smut Book| THE TWO YEAR OLD REPOST

60

C A S S I E

"Why don't you go call everyone inside," Tyler suggested opening the other two boxes of pizza.
"Sure." I took another bite of my pizza before placing it on a plate. I walked back outside to see them still in the pool. Signe was on an (ironically) pizza shape floaty, while Amy was sitting on the ledge talking to her. Mark and Ethan were fighting over a pool noodle. I walked over to them and grabbed the pool noodle from their hands and tossed it to the side.
"Hey!" They both shouted. I chuckled and stuck my foot out into Signe's floaty and pushed it down, knocking her over. Amy laughed loudly and put out a hand to high five me. I laughed and smacked her hand.

"Cassie what the fuck?!" Signe shouted as she came up from the water. I giggled.
"Care to explain why you randomly show up causing mass destruction?" Mark asked.
"Pizzas here. There's pineapple Mark, your favorite." I teased.
"Ew no." Mark made a disgusted face and pulled himself out of the pool.
"Hey! I love it!" Amy responded as she climbed up the later, Signe waiting behind her.
"What's your favorite kind of pizza Cass?" Ethan asked me as he got out of the pool.
"Cheese. But I'll eat any pizza." I shrugged and headed back to the house.

I grabbed my plate and put two other pieces of cheese pizza on it and sat down at the table. The others walked in and quickly went to their rooms to change into clothes. A few minutes later they came down and got some pizza. We sat down and ate our dinner. This time Amy wasn't sitting beside me to fuck around. I was sitting next to Mark instead.Mark placed his hand on my thigh as a casual gesture making me jump slightly.
"So Cassie your gonna need to come on camera tomorrow," Mark said and turned to me.My eyes widened.
"Me? Why?" I asked slightly panicked.
"To introduce toy to the fans and also clarify things about that picture of you and Amy," Mark added.
"O-Oh. Ok, I guess." I signed. Mark smiled at me and went back to talking to Sean. Mark's hand was still on my thigh. I let it be until I feel his hand silently unbutton my jeans.

Don't you fucking dare. If you move another inch I will cut you. Mark tugged on my zipper. I slapped his hand with a large smack.
"Don't you even think about it," I exclaimed as glared at Mark as he pulled his hand back. His face was slightly red as everyone at the table laughed.
"Nice try Mark. I've already done that and got away with it." Amy smirked. Ethan looked at her, eyes wide,
"You what?!"