Thread by @LPSunBun

DadDave, Underage, Daddy Kink, Praise Kink

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"D-daddy-"

"Ssh, David. Not so loud. John's a light sleeper."

Dave nods shakily as he bites his lip to muffle himself, sprawled out on Mr. Egbert's sheets with three of the man's firm fingers tenderly working him open.

"Sorry, daddy." He whispers, and Mr. Egbert chuckles softly, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of Dave's mouth.

"Nothing to forgive, baby." Mr. Egbert murmurs as he twists his fingers and Dave moans in response. "You think you're ready to take daddy's cock?"

Dave nods quickly, squirming. The sheets under his back are soft cotton, rubbing over his skin pleasantly- but nothing

compares to the smooth touch of Mr. Egbert's gentle, caring hands.

"I'm ready." Dave breathes- Mr. Egbert always takes the time to finger him open until he's a puddle of pleasure, relaxed and sprawling across Mr. Egbert's bedspread.

"Good boy." Mr. Egbert murmurs and then he's pulling back and undoing his belt- he's still fully dressed. Whenever they do this, all he does is uncuff and roll up his sleeves, and that means that Dave now has a pavlovian response to seeing his best friend's dad's forearms.

Mr. Egbert rolled up his sleeves to knead dough one time and Dave got a boner right there in the kitchen.

But it's the clinking of the belt that has him shivering, spreading his legs wider- because that means that Mr. Egbert is getting his cock out.

Dave covers his mouth with a hand as he watches Mr. Egbert move into place, almost vibrating with eagerness. The first press is a tender stretch, working him open onto Mr. Egbert's cock as Mr. Egbert watches him with fond eyes full of fatherly approval and affection.

"Daddy-" Dave whines through his hand, "more, please-"

Mr. Egbert always goes so slowly, moves so carefully, like Dave is something precious and tender to be cherished.

"Shh." Mr. Egbert brushes some hair back from Dave's face, smiling softly. "I have you, David."

"Thank you-" Dave breathes, and then he's trembling as Mr. Egbert fills him up completely, his head dropping back as he moans softly, reaching up to cling to Mr. Egbert's shoulders.

"Daddy, please, give it to me-" Dave begs. Mr. Egbert kisses the corner of his mouth again.

"Always." Mr. Egbert promises- and then his hips are starting to shift, rocking and gently rolling into Dave, making him spark with pleasure and light up.

"Oooh- oh, ohhh-" Dave has to bite his hand to hold his noises back as his volume threatens to climb.

The drag of Mr. Egbert's cock inside of him is so good, so full, so /much/. It fills him up and warms him from the inside out until he overflows with heat and warmth and the tender, gentle love that Mr. Egbert gives him- his heart drinking it in like parched ground drinks water.

"Daddy-" Dave can't help it- he always ends up with tears slipping down his cheeks whenever they do this. He's not sad- in fact, he's /happy/, he's so happy that Mr. Egbert will touch him like this, give him love and make him feel good.

"It's alright, David, I have you-" Mr. Egbert soothes him every time without fail. "Go ahead and cry, it's alright."

Dave lets the tears fall without shame, just so overwhelmed by the feelings that Mr. Egbert always pulls up inside of him.

"I have you." Mr. Egbert murmurs as he carefully, tenderly, rocks in and out of Dave. "You feel so good, David. I love you so much, you're such a good boy. You're so sweet."

His whispered praises make Dave tremble and whine and more tears trail down his face.

Normally he'd be able to laugh it off or brush the praises away- but here, like this, he's stripped raw, laid bare for Mr. Egbert to see- and Mr. Egbert gives him the sweetest, softest praises.

"Tha-ank you, dad-ddy-" Dave gasps through shudders.

"Can you cum for me, David?" Mr. Egbert murmurs, kissing Dave's neck as he shivers. "You're such a good boy, I know you can do it."

Dave nods, clinging to his daddy, to the man that makes him feel like he's worth something- like he's actually special.

"Y-yeah-" He whines, "I- I can, just for you, daddy-"

"That's my good boy." Mr. Egbert says gently. "Daddy has you- you're safe here, baby."

Dave nods, tucking his head into Mr. Egbert's shoulder- because daddy is right.

In daddy's arms, he's always safe.

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