smut
Summary: Perrie has everything she could ask for except someone to spoil and take care of, until Jade shows up. (sugar daddy au) G!P Perrie
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Perrie is plenty successful by the time she hits her big 30. She's the CEO of her own company, ambitious and well-respected among her peers. She lives in a penthouse apartment with a view of lights and towers and she drives three different cars.
Perrie still feels unfulfilled when she comes home after a long day and the apartment is cold and empty, no one there to greet her. She hasn't dated anyone properly since she was 19; it's been a string of different people to keep her bed warm and they wouldn't last long before Perrie got bored with them.
Her parents want her to stop messing around and settle down and start her own family. But the thing is, people are mostly either intimidated by her success and her sometimes bossy demeanor and others just want to leech of everything she's worked so hard to create.
And lately, she has acquired a very particular taste and it's a bit of a curse.
It all started last summer with this new intern at work; a boy at barely 20 with glasses and floppy and sweet smile. He'd been cute. Something about him had drawn Perrie in and she'd taken him under her wing, teaching him valuable lessons—like how to work that cute mouth of his on her cock. Just thinking about the wet, gagging sounds he made and the way his glasses would fog up is still enough to get her off in the shower.
It all ended too soon when he went off to college, leaving Perrie with this newly developed need for someone young, fresh-faced she could take care about.
This all leads her to the decision to create a profile on a slightly sketchy website called sugardeals in hopes of finding what she's looking for. She puts up a nice picture of herself that her photograph enthusiast of a friend, Leigh-Anne Pinnock took—it's one where Perrie is wearing a curve-hugging red dress as she stands by the floor to ceiling windows of her living room, looking out at the city lights, a glass of wine in her hand.
Perrie thinks it's perfect; it reflects a lot of what she has to offer.
She's hopeful at first, but the hope quickly dwindles when her inbox overflows with older men—even though she specified that she is looking for someone younger—with tasteless, pervy comments and the younger crowd she finds on there doesn't pique her interest.
She's two weeks when she feels all she's accomplishing on this damn, disappointing site is wasting her time. She tells herself to give it another week before she deletes her account and find another solution. Towards the end of the week, she finds something that looks promising.
It's a girl.
Young—late teens perhaps—fresh faced, long brown hair framing a pretty face.
If the picture didn't catch her attention, the description on her profile surely do.
Do you ever get the urge to do a million things at once? like at 11 pm you wanna travel to Africa and go bungee jumping and knit a sweater?
Perrie snorts. She wonders if this girl—Amelia, she calls herself—was high when she wrote this. Perrie decides she doesn't care. She likes this. It's original. All the other profile descriptions were all essentially variations of the same thing
This girl, Amelia, sounds funny and she's young and pretty.
Perrie takes a deep breath, excitement fluttering in her tummy and she shoots her a message.
I cant say I've ever had that feeling? But it sounds interesting. I would love to hear more.
She waits anxiously for a reply, but she doesn't receive a reply for days. She's extremely disappointed, she'd been sure she'd found what she'd been looking for but it appears that Amelia hasn't used her profile in a while—understandably so, Perrie can imagine the kind of attention she got that probably drove her away.
The one day, nearly a week later, Perrie checks her inbox not exactly expecting much, but then she sees it, among the sea of dirty messages, is a message from Amelia and her heart jumps in her throat.
She quickly opens it.
Ok so to be honest I made this profile as a joke and then a got too many pervy message and I haven't been on here for a while. I was bored and decided to check in and then I saw your message and your profe and HOLY SHIT YOU'RE HOT
Perrie laughs delighted. Amelia sounds as cute as she looks. She quickly responds.
I'm glad you think so. I think you look pretty cute yourself.
She only has to wait a couple of hours for a reply.
I can't believe that I rambled so much...but thanks, im flattered :)
That's how it begins. They begin chatting semi-regularly over the next few days and Perrie is eager to meet her though she takes it slow—can feel Amelia's hesitance over the texts.
Amelia tells her on the second day that her real name is Jade and she's using Amelia, because her friend Jesy says it's her sexy alter ego. She's 19 years old and on her second year of college—which she complains plenty about. She shares little, funny stories of her everyday life that only make Perrie even more endeared by her.
After two weeks, she finally asks Jade if she wants to meet up and Jade's responds—I thought you'd never ask—is perfect.
They make a plan to meet Saturday at the starbucks downtown—nice and public in case either of them gets uncomfortable, though Perrie doubts it—and Perrie opts for a casual, professional look in a blazer and a form hugging dress that goes just above the knees.
She arrives early and picks out a table by the window and orders herself a coffee while she waits. She's good at concealing it, but she's practically vibrating with excitement—she's been looking forward to this day since the first time she stumbled upon Jade's profile.
When Jade doesn't arrive at their scheduled time, she gets a little nervous but assures herself that she's just a little late. A quarter past their agreed time and she's on her second cup of coffee feeling a lot like a fool. Her cheeks burn a bit as she thinks that perhaps Jade doesn't even exist and some idiot had just stolen a poor girl's picture to lure in horny men.
It's twenty minutes past when Perrie decides to leave, a heavy weight of disappointment sitting on her chest. Stupid, she thinks, she'd been stupid to think that she'd find anything but crushing disappointment on that damn site—she should've known that Jade was too good to be real, should've demanded a few confirming pictures. She's smarter than this, goddamnit.
She rises to her feet with as much dignity as she can muster and adjusts her dress. Just as she's about to make her first step towards the exit, the doors swing open dramatically and a girl stumbles through them, doesn't see the spilled coffee on the floor and ends up slipping it, two seconds later she's an ungraceful heap on the floor.
Perrie stops up and stares as the girl awkwardly rises to her feet, raising her hands above her head, cheeks bright pink as she says, "I'm ok. I'm ok."
A barista rushes forward and profusely apologize, the girl laughs—an utterly enchanting sound—and brushes it off.
As the barista begins to clean the spilled coffee, the girl looks around the café searchingly and her gaze meets Perrie's.
It's Jade. No doubt. And the picture didn't do her justice. She's absolutely adorable in her little peach dress that shows of her smooth, long legs and her stunning smile when she also recognizes Perrie.
She comes over, apologizing frantically, "I'm so sorry!" she exclaims, bambi eyes wide, "I woke up through all my ten alarms this morning—I have a hard time waking up, I think it's a medical condition? Like, my roommate had her rowdy friends over last night and I couldn't sleep! I don't even think I've gotten up before 1pm on a Saturday? I don't want you to think I'm tardy—"
"Jade," Perrie interrupts her with an amused laugh. "It's alright."
Jade looks embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I go on rants all the time—it's a flair, I'm working on it."
Perrie smiles. "It's alright. I think it's cute."
Jade's cheeks go a lovely pink and she lowers her gaze, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Thank you," she says shyly and Perrie wants to sink her teeth in her.
Jade looks at her, suddenly worried, "You were leaving, weren't you? Holy shit, I'm sorry for wasting your time. Maybe, we can do this some other time? I mean, in case you still want to? I promise I won't be late next time."
Perrie chuckles. Jade is right—she likes to ramble and on anyone else, Perrie would've found it irritating but it suits Jade, adds to her charm.
"I still have some time to spare," Perrie says and gestures for Jade to take a seat. "Let me buy you a drink—what would you like?"
Jade sinks into the chair, looking sweet and relieved.
"A chai latte, please."
Even if it's such a small thing as buying Jade a coffee, Perrie still feels a soft rush when she places the order. She settles into the chair across from Jade and notices her wide-eyed look.
"Something wrong?"
Jade shakes her head, the color in her cheeks deepening.
"No, not at all," she says, "You're just so...wow."
Perrie smirks. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"Oh yeah, you definitely should. I'm pretty sure you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen."
Perrie is used to flattery and compliment, but Jade's makes her feel warm deep inside.
"Oh stop it," she says with a soft smile, "Thank you. You're sweet."
And she is sweet. Sweet as sugar. She's got this bright, vibrant energy that Perrie has always craved—the kind of person that can lit up a whole room just by their presence, their smile, their laugh.
They talk a bit about nothing, Perrie tells her about her plans for the rest of the day and listens to Jade complain about the heavy workload that awaits her at home and how she properly won't get anything done.
Then suddenly, Jade goes quiet and shy, fiddling with her cup, "So um, I know we haven't talked about where this is going? Like that site we chatted on has a...particular purpose." She glances briefly up at Perrie and Perrie tries to read her face.
"We'll only do what you're comfortable with," Perrie says when she really wants to tell Jade to come home with her right now so she can investigate if she blushes that bright pink other places on her body. But she doesn't want to scare her away. "I was on that site to find someone young and pretty to spoil. If you're comfortable with it, I'd like to spoil you rotten."
The blush is constant on Jade's adorable cheeks.
"Oh, uh thanks," she says shyly, "that's nice. But I don't want you to think I'm here just because you're rich and successful and beautiful? I think you're really inspiring and smart.
Perrie smiles. "Thank you sweetheart."
Jade drops her gaze to her coffee and takes a small sip. Then she looks at Perrie through her lashes and says the magic words,
"I'd like for you to take care of me."
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Just as Perrie had predicted, Jade fits perfectly in her life. She moves into Perrie's apartment within a couple of weeks of knowing each other—they both know it's crazily fast just as they know that it's exactly what both of them want.
And boy, does Perrie get what she wants and more. She gets to spoil Jade with gifts and money—everything from buying her expensive designer clothes and shiny jewelry and paying for her college and books. At first, Jade has a hard time accepting the gifts. She gets embarrassed and flushed and denies them vehemently but Perrie slowly teaches her to just take what she gives her.
She wakes up one morning to an empty bed, she blinks the sleep out of her eyes and gropes the empty space next to her where Jade's supposed to be. She sits up and pushes her messy hair out of her face, wondering where the girl disappeared off to.
She finds her in the kitchen making pancakes—the only thing she can make without setting the kitchen on fire. She doesn't let her presence known at first, just leans against the frame of the door opening and appreciates the sight.
Jade is standing with her back to Perrie as she softly hums a song under her breath. She's clad in Perrie's oversized cashmere sweater, it swallows her small frame up. Her legs are long and lean.
Jade reaches for something in the cupboard above her, causing her shirt to ride above and Perrie's breath catches when she sees that Jade isn't wearing anything underneath. She gets a quick glimpse of a perky, round ass on display.
Perrie fucking loves that ass. She has spent a lot of time playing with that gorgeous, perfect ass. She's brought Jade tight jeans that showcases that ass, has watched people take a second look, has prided herself that it's all hers.
Perrie moves, slow and predatory, sneaks up behind Jade and presses her against the counter. Jade gasps softly in surprise, cranes her neck and smiles when she sees Perrie.
"Good morning," she says sweetly and purses her lips. She's fucking precious and Perrie leans in to press a fond kiss into her soft, pink lips.
Perrie reaches down and grabbed her ass in her hands, causing Jade to squeak surprised and spill the pancake batter over the edge of the frying pan.
"Perrie!" she says with a soft huff of laughter, "I'm making pancakes."
"I can see that," Perrie says and nuzzles Jade's neck, kissing the delicate skin, "But I'm not in the mood for pancakes."
Jade's breath quickens a bit as Perrie fondles her ass, "No?" she asks breathlessly.
"No," Perrie says and slips one hand under Jade's shirt, dragging her knuckles from her stomach to her chest and possessively closes a hand over one of Jade's petite tits. Jade's breath hitches when Perrie's fingers found her nipple, rolling the hardening peak. "I'd been hoping to wake up next to you and feast on your sweet little body."
Jade moans and pushes her hips back against the growing bulge in Perrie's thin shorts. Perrie gave Jade's beautiful ass a squeeze before she let her hand join the other on Jade's chest. Her fingers closed around the tight little nubs, rolling between her fingers, pulling them, pinching them, causing Jade to throw her head back with a breathy little whimper.
"You like that?" Perrie asked against her ear, voice heavy, "You like me playing with your little tits, don't you? You're so sensitive here, a little playing there and you're a mess. Jesus."
The forgotten frying pan has gotten too heat, steam rising from its surface.
"Be a good girl and remove that pan and turn off the heat," Perrie says against her ear, nibbling her earlobe. Jade does as she's told with slightly shaky hands.
Once that's done, Perrie presses her tighter against the counter, lets her feel Perrie's hardness pressing eagerly against her round ass, knows how much Jade loves being pinned and held down.
"How's it going down here?" Perrie asks, breath heavy and hot, her fingers release Jade's nipples once they're hard and red, poking through the shirt, her hand travel down, caressing the smooth, soft skin of her flat stomach before they reach their destination in the distinct heat between her legs. "Oh, fuck, look at this, baby, you're already so wet for me, you're practically dripping, such a hungry little pussy."
Jade moans and cranes her neck. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are dark and dazed with lust. Perrie hungrily takes her tempting, pink lips in hers, pulling at her bottom lip, swallowing her pretty moans.
"P-Perrie..."
Perrie's fingers dipped between her little folds, coated in slick and brought her fingers out, a shiny string of come hanging from them. She holds her fingers up so Jade can see.
"Look at how hungry your sweet little cunt is, baby girl," Perrie said and Jade whined, her rosy lips parted hungrily. "Wanna taste yourself? I bet you taste delicious."
She dragged her wet fingers across Jade's lip making them shiny and slick with her own come before she dipped them in her hot mouth. She groaned when Jade didn't hesitate to lick her fingers clean.
"Good girl," she pants and returns her fingers to her hungry pussy, dipping the fingers in, pushing deep till Jade's moaning loudly and bucking her hips back against Perrie, pressing her perfect bum against Perrie hard cock. She finds her sweet clit and flicks gently over it. Jade spasms and gasps loudly making Perrie's cock twitch desperately in her shorts. She rubs it in slow circles, feeling Jade squirm deliciously against her.
"You want my thick cock in your tight, little cunt, don't you?" Perrie breathes heavily. "Didn't get enough of it last night, did you? You loved the way it stretched your open, filled you up so nicely."
Jade squeaks and desperately pushes back against Perrie's dick, rubbing against Perrie's cock and making her groan. Perrie quickly pushed down her shorts, letting her cock spring free and nestle against Jade's wet pussy.
"Oh G-God," Jade moans lewdly, grabbing Perrie's arm tightly.
"How badly do you want it, baby girl?" Perrie pants letting her cock rubs against Jade's silky folds, feeling the slick it leaves behind on her length.
Jade whimpers. "Badly," she says, "Please, please, fuck me."
Perrie steps back and Jade whines in protest.
Perrie smirks. "Patience, baby," she says and grabs Jade's sweater, pulling it over her head.
"Let me see you," she says and steps back. Jade slowly turns around on unsteady legs and Perrie's mouth overflows with saliva—she looks absolutely fuckable.
She already looks like a wreck before Perrie got a cock in her. Her cheeks are flushed red, eyes hazy with hunger, mouth parted and slack, red from Perrie's fierce kisses. Her little nips are teased pink and hard and her pussy--small, soft, smooth and horny, pink and glistening with wet hunger.
"Jesus Christ, you're beautiful," Perrie whispers and moves fast. She grabs Jade and spins her around and bends her over the counter, taking a fistful of her hair as she drags her cock teasingly along her wet slit.
Jade keens. "Please, please, please," she blubbers, sounding like she's about to cry.
"What?" Perrie asks and pretends like she's isn't also dying to slide into that promising heat as she teases penetration, rubbing against her quivering, hungry hole.
"Please, fuck me!" Jade cries desperately, "Please, daddy, fill me with your cock."
Perrie's cock jump as hot arousal rushes through her. The 'daddy' thing is recent, Jade first cried it out when Perrie was pounding into her cunt and Perrie hadn't thought she'd remembered.
Perrie curls her fingers around Jade's hips and bucks forward, sliding easily into her slick, tight heat.
Jade cries out in pleasure, tightening around Perrie's heavy cock and Perrie groans.
"Oh, yes, baby, your tight cunt feels so amazing around me," she groans, dicking into her deeper, savoring the feeling of her silky walls gripping around her.
Perrie pushes in until she's buried to the hilt and Jade's pussy is trembling around her. Jade lets out the most delicious sounds; small whimpers and cute little mews that quickly turn into loud, shameless moans when Perrie pushes out and slams back in.
"Yes, yes, yes," Jade screams. It'd been a delightful surprise, how vocal and loud Jade is in bed, which probably shouldn't have been a surprise considering how loud she always is.
"You like that, baby?" she asks and falls into a hungry pace, thrusting deep and quick into Jade, knocking her relentlessly against the counter. Jade doesn't complain, she takes what Perrie gives her hungrily, spreading her legs sluttily for her and Perrie absolutely adores her.
She squeezes Jade's appetizing ass, gives it a light pinch and a sharp smack, smoothes her hand over the flushed skin.
"You would let me take you in the ass, wouldn't you?" she pants, "I bet you would let me push my thick cock in your tiny little asshole." She slides a finger between her ass and rubs her little tight asshole causing Jade to gasp and buck and squeeze tightly around her cock. "I bet you would be a slut for it. I bet you would beg me to fill your pussy and your ass with cum so your dripping with it."
Jade cries out softly, "Yes," she gasps, "Oh God, yes, yes, yes. Do whatever you want with me. I'm yours, daddy."
Perrie's cock throbs and she moans deep in her throat. She abruptly pulls out of Jade's pussy and before the girl can even begin to protest, she spins her around and lifts onto the counter, digging her finger into her thighs and spreading her legs upon.
"Fuck," Perrie mutters as she stares at Jade's ruined pink, pussy, dripping and puffy and abused. She pushes inside her again, the slide easy and wet.
She finds her swollen clit and rubs it relentlessly between her fingers and Jade lets out a broken sob, head fallen back, small breasts bounce gently with every thrust.
"You look like a fucking porn star," Perrie licks her lips and leans in to suck on Jade's tits. "You were made to be fucked and wrecked by me. My little, pretty slut."
She rubs her clit in quick, fast motions while she pumps her dick into her cunt.
"I-I...ahhh...come! I'm gonna come!" Jade all but screams.
"Do it," Perrie urges, "Come for your daddy."
Jade's orgasm feels as loud as it sounds, she goes tense for a second before her body trembles violently with the force of it. The wetness, the squeeze, the look of pure bliss on Jade's face brings Perrie over the edge and she pumps her cock deep into Jade, bursting inside of her.
Jade whimpers as Perrie's hot seeds fill her up, heavy and hot and it's beautiful—it's fucking art, how Jade's pussy looks, stretched and wrecked around Perrie's cock, dripping with her own and Perrie's come.
The only thing keeping her up is Perrie and Perrie leans in, sliding her tongue into Jade's panting mouth, giving her wet, lazy kisses.
"Good girl," she whispers into her mouth and feels Jade smile.
"Thanks, daddy."
She helps Jade down from the counter and strokes down her back and takes a handful of her ass.
"Now," she says, voice low and husky. Her fingers delve between her ass, finding that tempting, little pucker. Jade gasps softly and arches her back gently. "Are you gonna let daddy take your sweet, little ass."
Jade looks up at her, soft and submissive.
"Anything you want, daddy."
(previously a camren oneshot by kordelicious on ao3)