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“what? she sucked you off right after?!” you were literally shocked at that point, like, you couldn't believe your ears. michael had a lot of... interesting stories to tell and since it was getting pretty late, things started to run off your mouths, y'know.

michael almost choked on his saliva as the effort of both of you whispering to not be heard by michael's family while talking about such things was suddenly destroyed by your yelling.

he aggressively whispered a 'shh' as he looked behind him, at the door, afraid his father could've heard that. “oh right, sorry..”, you said in return, as a few seconds passed by in complete silence.

the door remained closed.

michael let an heavy breath escape his mouth as he visibly stopped breathing for what seemed a whole hour. “i saw my life flashing before my eyes.” you laughed, amused by the whole situation.

it was getting late for a school night, both of you were sitting on the floor as notebooks and pens where all around the room. that's right, you were supposed to study but things started to get a different lead 15 minutes after your arrival.

you looked over the clock.

10:12 am.

“it's getting late.” you said, as you picked your phone out of your pocket and laid your back on the floor, typing your mom's number.

“are you going home?” michael asked, although he already knew the answer; too bad, things were starting to get funky.

you smiled sarcastically at him as you stopped pressing numbers. “yeah, i am. i know you enjoy my company very much mr. afton, but im afraid to inform you that my mother figure affirmed she won't let me have sleepovers until im thirty.” you said jokingly as he laughed and laid next to you, while saying: “you should come over more often.”, almost proudly. that wasn't the first time that you came over at michael's but you could tell that he genuinely enjoyed your company and so did you.

“i will."

and with that being said, you called your mother. she picked up a few rings after.

“mom? can you come pick me up? im done at michael's.” you said, as you looked over your friend's room filled with posters of various rock bands;

“oh, you don't have to worry about that. mr. afton kindly offered to take you home.. he told me not so long ago. i thought you knew that.” she said, almost in a questioning tone for the last phrase.

and your heart sank.

you frowned, visibly confused.

in fact, you did not know about that, but you decided to play dumb for no reason at all. “oh yeah, you're right. i forgot about it. see you soon.” you said, finishing the conversation and closing the call.

i mean, either mr. afton was flirting with your mom by using acts of service or you really didn't know how to answer that.

surely you weren't complaining and after all you didn't really mind who was going to take you home that evening. but also... this made you anxious way too fast. maybe the right term is excited. horny, even.

well that's because Michael's dad, william, was really handsome. like, really fucking handsome. he was mesmerizing, he had a charm that you've never seen anywhere and it visibly effected you. and his nose, goddamn that nose... just how you liked it.

“yo? y/n? ya there?” michael snapped you back into reality, as he was looking right into your eyes that you closed shut without even realizing. daydreaming about your friend's dad... what the fuck were you even doing?

“yeah, sorry. anyway, your father is going to take me home. i didn't know that.” and by the expression michael made you could tell he didn't know either. “oh..? alright. i should probably tell him to-” michael was interrupted by knocking on the door, who didn't wait for an answer. it opened slowly, and you knew exactly who that was. you could recognize his aurea everywhere.

you haven't seen him too much because he was way busy with work, but everytime that happened it seemed like a fever dream to you. he would always leave you with wanting to see more of him, almost in need of his presence;

every single thing about him made your body quiver and head fuzzy. he was way too attractive and your shitty taste in men didn't help. you liked them a little "tim burton character", didn't you?

william afton was standing at the door, as if he knew someone mentioned him. he was dressed formally as always: wearing a suit vest whom made him look like he was straight out from a '500 movie. grey strands in his hair were showing and honestly, it was perfectly in symbiosis with his almost cadaveric look. his eyes seemed tired but his gaze gave you literal chills; those sharp eyes looked so confident and superior while staring down at you as you quickly got up from laying on the floor. he reminded you of a cat. he was a cat, literally.

“shall we go, y/n?” he said, his deep and somewhat reassuring voice taking your glance back on his face.

you've definitely been looking at his body for a little too long.

you coughed quietly to make sure you could still talk as you got up from the floor, giving a quick look to michael before returning to william whose eyes immediately locked with yours. his expression was dead serious which made you even more nervous: you were a little too sensitive to eye contact.

as you stood up you felt a hot wave running up your back and expanding through your whole body and it.. didn't help.

you nodded at mr. afton and went to pick your coat on Michael's bed as the man disappeared from your gaze. when you turned back to the door again, he was already gone; you could see his shadow on the floor as he was going down the stairs, directed at his car, you suppose.

“well, see you tomorrow." michael said, smiling at you as he got up from the floor, arms opened going in for a hug. you hugged him tightly, truly appreciating that sudden physical contact with your friend and forgetting the pressure you felt from his father's presence. “see ya, mike.”

and with that, you followed william's steps and closed michael's door behind your back.

nervousness was back once again, more like an exciting feeling this time. you craved mr. afton's presence for an unknown reason.

meanwhile, you also kept forgetting how big the afton house actually was. it was a whole ass manor after all.

as you finally got out after endless corridors a cold breeze hit your face and the first thing you saw was william's car who was already on, waiting for you to get in. it was a Cadillac Coupe DeVille, indeed. perfectly fitting for william. you walked fast in its direction and took a deep breath before opening the car door and getting in cautiously. you weren't exposed to the cold air anymore, no, but now it was even worse. you were exposed to his eyes.

he waited a very long couple of seconds before actually heading to your house but you couldn't tell why and what he was waiting for. you were about to tell him off but just when you opened your mouth, the car was moving.

it was terribly quiet in there. you adjusted yourself comfy on your seat, noticing that it was going to be a slow ride. maybe it was just your impression, but there was no doubt that william was taking his time while driving.

“did you and michael had fun?” his voice rumbled suddenly, almost scaring you. you looked at him, and as he spoke you could tell he didn't look at you. “yeah, we did.” you said, smiling awkwardly, and in that precise moment william looked at you. it was simply a matter of milliseconds before he got his eyes back on the road. “im glad to hear that.”

he was grinning.

you started shaking your leg up and down as you looked at the window on the side of your seat; it was raining. you tried to concentrate on that relaxing sight to finally let your thoughts rest, but you really couldn't put your head on your shoulders in that moment.

he was just so close to you, too close.

you gave yourself the permission to look at him discretely and you started paying a particular attention to his hands. they were skinny with long, slim fingers. nails perfectly cured even if his job occured a mechanical hand. william was driving with one hand, the other one resting on his lap, point finger tapping a slow rhythm on it. you couldn't help but think about how expert they could be. again, his job was mainly about working with his hands.

oh how pretty they would look inside your mouth. how they could grip your entire neck. how they could rip you apart just so easily. or pull your hair. or even explore your insides.

“we're here.” william said, and this time, he was looking at you directly in the face. you were so close into jumping on your seat as you were literally in another dimension with your thoughts, but you successfully contained yourself.

you forced a smile towards his direction. “thank you for driving me home. i hope that wasn't a bother for you.” you said, extremely embarrassed by how stupid you must've looked while straight up staring at his hands. he must've thought you were a creep now.

as you were getting out of the car as fast as possible to finally roam free, you felt an hand on your shoulder.

“hm, are you trying to escape from me, dear?"

you gulped.

your head turned behind you without your consent, and slowly, your whole body did: william's hand was still on your shoulder but now his thumb was caressing it.

“uh? no, no. i was.. getting out of the car.” you answered, realizing you were making zero sense as your voice was turning into a whisper while william's immovable expression slowly turned into a sarcastic smirk and then into a chuckle.

“do i make you this nervous, y/n?” he whispered, and in a blink his thumb was on your lips, caressing the area in a slow pace. your breath increased considerably.

was that really happening?

all of your body functions started working on their own, completely ignoring your commands whose were principally to get out of that car in that exact moment but instead... you closed your eyes, letting your head rest on william's hand. heat was starting to increase in your lower area, causing you to grip your pants with an hand who was soon grabbed by william. but still, your eyes remained closed.

until you touched something.. hard?

that was right.

your hand was placed right on william's boner. the heat in your lower area was uncontrollably raising and you felt like you were going to faint in that exact moment, as you looked down at it. then, your gaze went back to william's, who was biting his bottom lip, half lidded eyes looking at you. he looked hungry. he was about to devour you. “i bet no one has ever pressed their lips on that pretty mouth of yours.” and you whined at those words, only causing him to get dangerously closer to you. now, your faces were literally just a couple of inches away and you could feel william's breath on your face. your eyes closed again and well, we can just say that you let it happen.

he licked your lips, as if he was testing the waters, making your whole body shiver.

god, for how long have you been waiting for this?

then his mouth got closer and closer to your ear, as he whispered:

“can i show you what it feels like, pretty thing?”

at that point, you let the weight of your body fall into his arms in what seemed like a hug just so that you could avoid his tempting eyes.

and he wasn't even touching you.

just his words made your entire system shake.

he cupped your face with his hands, forcing you to look at him right in the eyes and not to mention while your hand was still placed on his boner.

“answer me.” was all that came out from his mouth.

and let's be honest now, how could you say no to that offer? think about it. you've been waiting for this moment since you became friends with michael. you've always wanted his dad's hands all over your body. you wanted to take him whole, admit it.

“..yes.”

“yes what, darling?”

“show me what it feels like, please.”

and that was enough for him to press his lips against yours, moving them in a slow rhythm that soon started to irritate you, getting you all needy and completely under his control.

he didn't let you catch a breath not even for a moment and just when you were about to push him away to take a break, his tongue collided with yours and you had no choice but to return the action. well.. at least you tried to.

mr. afton was right: no one has ever made contact with your lips until then nor had been between your thighs or vice versa. which you found pretty embarrassing for your age but William didn't seem to mind. nono, in fact it seemed to turn him on even more.

and he didn't mind your goofy movements either, he was guiding you through it and at some point you panted in his mouth which caused him to break away from you.

though he wasn't done with you.

of course.

instead, he grabbed you by the waist and carefully, but quickly, put you astride on him. you were sitting on his cock. and it was hard. for you.

just that thought made you moan.

your head was starting to feel funny and you looked everywhere, literally everywhere except for william's eyes. that was until he grabbed your hair and forcibly made you look at him while the other hand was placed on your waist.

“ride me, sweet thing.”

..ride him?

you remained silent for a bit, kind of waiting for instructions, until william spoke again.

“i'll guide you through it, darling. just move your hips for me, like this.” he said, as he started to push your hips back and forth on him, his boner hitting your sweet spot just right through the cloth of your trousers causing you to catch your own tempo to please yourself.

“that's right, sweetheart.. so good for me, aren't you?”

moans escaped your mouth as william was panting under you; it felt so extremely good that you were about to reach your peak of ecstasy in literal seconds. you moaned william's title multiple times while burying your head in his neck as you started to kiss, lick and suck on it.

you were so close, so close.

but william had no intention into finishing so quick.

the hand that was sooner buried into your hair, got placed on the other side of your waist like his other hand, stopping you almost immediately. your pleasure was interrupted painfully and you opened your eyes widely.

“wha-”

“oh nono. — he started, gripping your ass with both of his hands as you whined — we're not done yet, love. you're gonna be a good pup and wait for me, m'kay? i know you can do it.” he whispered in your ear in what sounded like a lovingly tone.

you doubted about it. you weren't sure if you could make it until william decided when you were done since lately you were about to cum just by hearing him speaking to you.

“open your mouth, darling.” william said, two fingers tapping on your mouth, inciting you and so you did; “good. now suck on them, will you?” he said, pushing his fingers past your lips and starting to slowly fuck your mouth with them.

he was driving you crazy, your insides getting all messy while you tried to ride him again but his hand stopped you for the second time.

he smirked, sighing.

“you wanted this so bad, didn't you, hm? i wonder what and how many dirty fantasies travelled in your head until now.”

you nodded, moaning loudly on his fingers who were soon soaked by your saliva.

“you look so beautiful. im so lucky to be the first one that gets to taste you, darling.”

william continued, talking as if he wasn't fucking your mouth with his fingers in that exact moment.

his praising was turning you on even more, arousal causing you to twitch on his pelvis, desperately wanting to fill that void.

“look at you.. do you like this, pretty pup?” he asked, pushing his fingers further causing you to choke on them. he enjoyed your throat convulsing around him.

you nodded frenetically, putting your hands around his wrist to push his fingers away while your breath started to lack but honestly, you were enjoying that feeling way too much.

william pressed the tip of his fingers on your tongue instead, starting to rise his hips in the direction of your intimacy and it made you see stars. he was breathing heavily and pulling you closer while you returned his movements, pressing in the opposite direction of his pace.

he stopped his thrusts just when your moans became more high pitched, sensing that you were close to your ecstasy.. again. he removed his fingers from your mouth and the sudden emptiness made you shiver.

you whined loudly, tears forming in your eyes as you pressed your body against his, “william.. please. im begging you. please.” you whispered weakly, resting your hands in his hair.

yes, you were trying to lure him.

“tell me what you want.” was his only answer.

you were incredibly embarrassed. you've never talked to someone in such erotic way, nor the other way around. and the fact that he was indeed an experienced man sexually... how dumb could you have looked in that moment? begging for him so desperately.

on the other hand, william enjoyed it way too much; he was your first time. and certainly not your last. he wanted to make you miserable for him.

“..i want to cum, william. please, let me cum.”

and william started to push your hips back and fort at an inhumane speed and your eyes rolled in the back of your head. you were living a dream, literally. you would never think that it was possible for a person to feel this much pleasure.

you finally reached your ecstasy, multiple moans leaving your lips as you breathed heavily after, laying on william's chest.

“sweet thing, you were so good for me.” william said, caressing your hair and pulling you closer. you could feel a smile on his lips as he was talking.

there was no way in hell that what just happened was real but eventually, it was a good idea to preserve your virginity until that moment.

your heart was still beating at an immaculate speed and by the moment you looked at the watch on your wrist it got even worse.