At first, Quinn was relaxed. He basked in the delicate kisses being given to him, letting Ollie take his time. And then the soft spoken word shattered his own confidence. 'Daddy~' had such a nice ring to it when Ollie breathed it out like that. Quinn could barely keep his quickening heart silent. His face flushed a red so dark it could have been a cherry and no one would know. "Ollie~!" came the soft reply, both surprised and turned on.
Ollie grinned, pulling back slightly to look at Quinn's red face, "What? You feeling too flustered already Daddy?" He smirked, delighting in the reaction he got from the taller male when he said it.
He had to bite his tongue, shivering at the name once more. "N-Not yet, my love…" He stuttered, his hands moving to hold Ollie's waist delicately. "If you really want me to be your Daddy, You're going to have to earn it, love~"
"You sure? Because that stutter indicates otherwise," Ollie leaned down, pressing some more kisses to Quinn's neck, pressing his lips harder against the skin this time, "And it seems to me like you're enjoying the name already, I don't need to earn anything."
Quinn grunted lightly, slipping his eyes closed with a soft gasp. "Mm you always could see right through me." He teased, slipping his fingers under Ollie's shirt and feeling along the soft skin just above his pant line. "Your skin feels nice… and you're so soft…"
Ollie bit down, sucking a mark into Quinn's neck. When he was happy with it, he pressed some light kisses to sooth the mark, "Just wait Daddy, I'll feel even nicer soon enough." He mumbled, pressing some more kisses to his neck.
(should we move to pm or skip?)
Quinn let out a soft sound of surprise, the mark tingling. He could feel exactly where Ollie had left it, exactly where his lips met the next portion of his skin that was begging to be marked up. He wanted to feel more. He wanted to go down on Ollie.
(Lets move to pm)
(okie, gimme two seconds)
(Can you make it? It isn't working for me)
(Sorry! I had to get ready for bed!)