Warning: BDSM

   "He lost his parents when he was sixteen, watched them die right in front of his eyes by some robbers. I know I should feel very sorry for him and understand him but I just can't handle him, maybe any of you guys can take care of him as an, I don't know, adopted son or something..?" My eyes travel around the dark room, wondering who and where Bob's nephew is. The only thing I know about him is that he has bad behaviour.

"Can you bring him here? I'm curious to see him, won't he mind?" I ask, I've been having issues with relationships lately, everyone being uncomfortable with my... Way... And I feel so lonely these days, won't hurt to have a child to take care of.

"No, it's alright. He's inside the car, I'll bring him here, no problem." I smile at Bob's answer, loving the idea that I'm not going to be alone anymore.
After a few minutes of talking with Felix, Marzia and Matthias, Bob came back, pulling something from behind him. "I'm sorry I'm late, Seán was being a bad boy, wasn't he?"

"Shut up, Bob." I hear a thick Irish accent. When I finally get to see him, my eyes widen of the sight infront of me. He has lime green hair styled to the right side, and the corners are greyish brown. His eyes are the sky and the ocean battling, so intense yet calming at the same time. His skin is pale, I'm guessing because he lives in Ireland where the sun never shows. His hoodie that he's wearing is ripped perfectly from the sleeves, like he's wearing a cut shirt with a hoodie. His body is small and curvy, like he's trying to act all tough boy when his body is so cute. His arms are muscular, making me want to touch and kiss it. He is beautiful.

"I can take care of him."

"What?"

"I can take care of him." I answer Bob, not taking my eyes away from the gorgeous creature infront of me.

"Mark are you sure? I mean, he can be really naughty." Naughty...No, Mark, get your mind out of the gutter. He is supposed to be your adopted child. Don't think of the stuff like his Irish accent when he screams your name, or gripping his green hair as he bobs his head, or kissing his pale beautiful skin... Fuck. I nod quickly when I realise I've been gone to my own world. "Okay... His name is Seán William McLoughlin, he is nineteen years old, he goes to college and studies audio, he mostly stays in his room, playing videogames or whatever."

"Okay. C'mon Seán, let's go home, you look grumpy and stressed, did you just wake up from a nap or something?"

"No, just looking at your face makes me disgusted." He smirks when he sees my widened eyes. Damn he's sassy. I kinda like it.

I help him get his stuff to my room when he get home. Yes, my room, I don't have a spare room so he's just sleeping on a mattress until we build him a room. "You know... You're pretty muscular..." I hear him speak. When I turn around, I see a smirk stuck to his face.

"Why thank you, I try taking care of my body as much as I can." I reply, trying my best not to kiss that smirk away.

"Well can I see your body?"

"What?"

"Can I see your body? I won't believe you until you show me." That smirk never rubs out of his face.

"Well, um- I-I.. Uh-I um, S-Sure..." I unbutton my shirt slowly, every button I unbutton I glance at him, the look on his face is nothing but lust. My expression immediately changes when he moves forward, letting his hand explore my chest. He lowers his hand, lower and lower, until he reaches my V line. "W-What are y-you doing?" I start to whimper over his touch.

Suddenly, he begins to rub my crotch, earning a groan from me. "You know you like it." He made his voice deeper, which made it 60% hotter in here but I'm not telling him that.

"Let go, Seá-oh!" I try to stop him, but he actually pulled my pants down and started rubbing his hand harder, which made my legs go weak.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I guess you don't like me that way, you just want me as a child... See you around, daddy" He turns around, swaying his hips and slams the door, making me stand there, my shirt unbuttoned and my pants are half way through my knees, did I forget to mention that I'm half hard?

Stupid tease.

"Seán! COME UP HERE!" I scream after I'm dressed up. Waiting patiently for him, I start to think of what I can do for his punishment, I am his daddy after all.

"Yes, daddy?" He whispers innocently when he slowly opens the door.

"Strip." I order. If he wants to play, I'll let him play.

He, being the tease he is, slowly removes his shoes, then socks, then beanie, then hoodie, then his oh so skinny jeans. Leaving him with just boxers. He slowly makes his way towards me, making me pull him here because I am getting impatient. He slams his lips onto mine. We both fight for dominance, but of course, I won. I keep on searching his mouth and letting my hand travel through his body, wanting to feel every part of this child. "You have been here for half an hour, and you've already been naughty, guess you'll have to have a punishment." This time, I'm the one who smirks, seeing the way he is terrified makes me feel good for some reason. The position is perfect, he is laying on his stomach, his crotch area is on my lap, which lets his ass be at the perfect view. "Count." I order.

He nods quickly, clearly wanting his ass to be as red as a tomato. I gently rub circles on his right cheek, then the left one. "One!" He whimpers when I slap his very white butt cheeks, turning them into a very light shade of pink. My mouth begins to water, staring at the beautiful sight infront of me.

"T-Two!"

"Thre-oh!"

"Fouh..."

"Fi-ive..." He runs out of breath. At this point, his ass cheeks are burning red, think I spanked him too hard, but whatever.

"You hurt, baby?"

"Y-Yes, daddy."

"Good, I don't want my baby to have bad behaviour."

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