TW: choking, daddy kink, all the blahs that come with my Cashtons (um, slight bondage)
"Daddy?"
Ashton wakes up the instant his Princess Cally's asscheeks rub themselves against his very hard and very attentive cock, making him realise this ain't a wet dream.
"Hi?" Ashton questions, not sure of his naughty baby's intent.
"Hey," Calum giggles, the tiara on her head indicates what kinda mood his Princess is in. "Daddy~"
"Daddy just woke up," my dick says otherwise. "Were you sucking me off?"
"..."
The silence hits like a fucking hurricane.
"You fucking sucked me off whilst I was asleep?" Ashton is more amused than anything. "You went against my order of not touching me for eight hours, baby girl?"
"Daddy..." his Princess pouts, looking petulant like any six-year-old would be. "Princess did what she had to garner her Daddy's attention."
"It's noon-thirty," he reminds her.
"Ass o'clock for me to ride daddy's huge, juicy cock," Calum replies, boldness taking over her toned feature. "Don't you agree?"
Ashton's cock oozes more precum in response.
"That's a yes," Calum giggles, rutting her slutty ass against his cock, until he comes with a frenzied sluiced, sleeve-full of swears.
"Aww," Calum giggle-mewls, tasting Ashton's freshly-squeezed cum from the slit. "Daddy always taste nice when he's just woken up..."
"No," Ashton is furious, but his cock hardens embarrassingly fast. "I said no, and you dare disobey me, Cally?"
"Princess Cally is her own person!" Calum refutes, her eyes falling under the subspace. "I--"
"Shut it," Ashton growls, displeased. "I told you to stay put; you sucked me off. I told you to leave me to sleep; you got me hard again. Need I go on on about how bad you've been, Princess?"
Calum yawns and pulls away, yawning in that cute, puppy-like way at which Ashton physically cannot stay mad. He leans forward and captures those cock-swollen lips, tasting himself upon the very lips that belong to him, no one else.
"Daddy?" Calum whines, her elegant crimson-coloured G-bangers growing wetter. "I--"
"Shut it," Ashton tastes the fearful arouse in Calum's sweet cherry-tasting lips, before he delves down to lick at her throat vein, garnering a whimper from her. "You're acting like an animal, animal I shall treat you like..." He wraps his long fingers around her throat before he slips his left fingers--middle and his ring finger--inside her velvety warmth, cursing when he finds something out.
"Sorry?" she doesn't sound all that sorry.
"You fucked yourself with your favourite toy so your cunt would be open for my cock, baby?" Ashton rasps, unable to control his anger and jams his fingers deep and hard into her sweet spot, making her double over from the pain, cuing her first high he caused her. "Baby girl, you know better than to come without my permission..."
"Daddy--"
"No!" Ashton jams his third finger, crooked towards her sweet spot to have in a writhing, teary mess. "I tell you to be a well-behaved princess and this is what you do? Wake me up when we're a day 'way from our Seattle concert? Is this how well-behaved Princesses act like? I bet Michael is happier with his Princess. After all, Luke isn't an insolent brat like you."
Calum whines.
"I only do my best to please you," Calum reaffirms, rocking his ass back against Ashton's deeply lodged fingers. "M'a good princess for my daddy..."
"Then prove it," is all Ashton says before plunging into the tightness that is his princess's ass.
Calum's back arches in that feral, ferocious way only he can make it, more cum sluicing from her pretty clit. He ploughs in and takes all the pleasure he can as she spasms and writhes and quivers underneath his body, the sounds of skins getting addicting to them.
"Daddy!" Calum whines, seemingly having forgotten other words exist. "Daddy, daddy!"
Skin slapping skin, moans matching low grunts, and their heightened pleasure gets higher and higher until the crescendo of their passion peaks and Calum breaks, sobbing until they're completely spent.
Only then does Ashton fills his Princess with his cum, a reward for being a well-behaved Pup.
"Daddy..."dazed-sounding, Calum giggles and presses a post-coital induced laughing, happy kiss to Ashton's kiss-bitten lips. "Daddy, Pwincess Sweepy..."
"And sleep Princes shall do," Ashton giggles back, their wedding bands closely entwined together. "Daddy loves his Princess."
"An' Pwincess wuvs her..." Calum blinks her doe-brown, drowsy, eyes before she falls asleep, soft, down-like snores leaving her pretty lips.
"I love you more than you'll ever know, baby girl," is the last thing a smiley Calum hears before she falls into a deep slumber.
Ashton doesn't know how to announce he's been married to his Soulmate, but that's a future him problem.
Right now, he has a Princess to cuddle to sleep with.