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HIMYM: Baby Girl (Barney/Robin) - FRAO/NC-17
Title: Baby Girl
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Carter Bays and Craig Thomas own How I Met Your Mother. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Pairing: Barney/Robin, mentions Robin/Ted
Rating/Warnings: FRAO/NC-17; daddy!kink/ageplay, consensual sex (doggie-style), adult language, office desk!sex.
Setting: AU
Word Count: 1013
Beta: None. Please point out any spelling/grammar errors. Thanks to IO for the initial read-through though!
A/N: Dedicated with love to Miss Mezz (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
secondmezzanine) who’s celebrating her birthday today.
She glides into his office- a fallen angel poised on five-inch patent leather stiletto heels. She’s dressed herself exactly to his specifications- pigtails, white sundress- and it gives truth to his idea that his real life is like a pornographic film with better lighting.
“You know why you’re here?” Barney murmurs, resting his chin on top of his hands.
The power he clearly has over her triggers his dick to fill and harden against the silk fabric of his pants.
“Yes,” Robin whispers, thinking back to the text message that got her here. They were words that sent an electric tingle down her spine, words that made her wet. It was like he knew every trigger, every turn-on. Maybe that was because she had some little Barney spy in her brain, hiding behind a curtain, taking notes on every dirty fantasy, and reporting back to the Big Barney.
Barney arches an eyebrow, tapping a finger against his cheek. When Robin agreed to this, she knew what it meant, what her lines were supposed to be. “What?”
A blush creeps into her cheeks and her hips wiggle slightly. “Yes, daddy.”
Barney smirks. He loves how easy it is to read her. How easy she obeys him. “Good girl.” He pauses, locking eyes with her. It pleases him that her eyes whisper her submission and her surrender to him, that her glossed lips are slightly open. “Put your hands on the desk, baby. And spread your legs.”
The sultry purr of his voice leaves her feeling a deep ache between her thighs, leaves her feeling hot and wanting. “Yes, daddy.”
As she moves into the instructed position, he moves from his chair, stepping around the desk to admire the perfect globes of her ass. “Such a pretty, little girl. Just what daddy likes. And I bet you’re all wet for me too, thinking about what I can do to you.”
Robin shivers, staring down at the desk. The pencils, staplers, and rolls of scotch tape make her think that it would be easy to switch roles. She could be the naughty school girl serving detention for her teacher. He could spank her with a ruler or threaten suspension if she didn’t suck him off. But that’s not what he wants. “Yes…so wet. All slick and messy. Is that wrong?”
Barney chuckles, sliding a long finger down the cleft of her ass and passed her pucker to find her dripping pussy. He slides it in and wiggles it slightly, feeling her clench around him. He fucks her slowly with it, feeling heady from the moans and whimpers that leave her lips. “Not wrong at all, baby. It means you’re ready for your special present.”
“A present?” Robin asked, shyly, biting back a giggle.
His free hand brushes over her shoulders, toying with the end of her pigtail. He feels dizzy with lust, feels like the luckiest man on the fucking planet. He’s sure Ted never did this with her. Ted doesn’t have the balls to do this with her. Ted couldn’t give her what she craves, but he can. He knows he can. He’s Barney Stinson. “One that’ll make that nasty ache between your legs go away and make my baby girl smile. You’re gonna like it so much. I promise.”
His finger slides out of her slick folds and moves to his zipper, unzipping it quickly and smoothly. His hips wriggle as he tries to push down pants and boxers with one hand and is grateful that gravity is pleased to be his bitch today.
She twists her head, glancing back at him, mouth opening and closing as she tries to find the words to describe how amazing this is, how intense this is. But she can’t find the right ones. Doesn’t know what to say. But what she does know is there’s an unmistakable joy in his eyes. Like a kid riding a cotton candy sugar high.
“Baby girl’s gonna scream for daddy,” Barney murmurs, brushing the head of his cock across her ass cheeks, smearing her skin with pre-cum. “Gonna like this so much.”
There’s something about the way he calls himself daddy that nearly sends her through the roof with need. Fucking daddy issues.
“Yes, daddy…gonna like this so much,” Robin pants, pushing her hips back, feeling his dick slide into the crack of her ass. Her world narrows to Barney’s touch, Barney’s erection, Barney’s voice. The desk, the office, the outside world as she knows it falls away in an instant.
She hears the rip of condom wrapper and a smile ghosts the corners of her lips. Thank god for Barney’s tried and true motto: Just say no to babies.
Barney grips the base of his dick and guides himself inside of her. She pulses against him like a live wire, sending white-hot fire coursing up his prick and into his veins. She’s got a pussy that wants to swallow him whole, consume him until all that’s left is dying breath.
He slips a hand to her front, flicking his finger against her clit as he picks up the speed of his thrusts. She bucks against him, meeting his rhythm, trying to demand more from him. His finger on her clit sends a sharp shock through her, making her convulse and gasp. Her muscles tighten around his cock, her back arches like a bow as she crawls over the edge of carnality. As her orgasm strikes, she cries out in a high-pitched chant, barely aware of the words that leave her lips. “Daddy…daddy….daddy…daddy…DADDY!”
He continues to pump against her, wringing her of the last remnants of pleasure, sapping her strength and her energy. He rests his head on her shoulder, his own climax making his muscles tense and weaken. “Mmm….did you like your reward, baby girl?”
Robin nods, aware that her dress is still clinging to her skin. “Very much so. Can we do it again tomorrow?”
Barney chuckles, smiling against her skin. At least, she’ll keep his calendar booked. And that’s something he doesn’t have a problem with at all.
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Carter Bays and Craig Thomas own How I Met Your Mother. I don’t. Please don’t sue.
Pairing: Barney/Robin, mentions Robin/Ted
Rating/Warnings: FRAO/NC-17; daddy!kink/ageplay, consensual sex (doggie-style), adult language, office desk!sex.
Setting: AU
Word Count: 1013
Beta: None. Please point out any spelling/grammar errors. Thanks to IO for the initial read-through though!
A/N: Dedicated with love to Miss Mezz (
secondmezzanine) who’s celebrating her birthday today. She glides into his office- a fallen angel poised on five-inch patent leather stiletto heels. She’s dressed herself exactly to his specifications- pigtails, white sundress- and it gives truth to his idea that his real life is like a pornographic film with better lighting.
“You know why you’re here?” Barney murmurs, resting his chin on top of his hands.
The power he clearly has over her triggers his dick to fill and harden against the silk fabric of his pants.
“Yes,” Robin whispers, thinking back to the text message that got her here. They were words that sent an electric tingle down her spine, words that made her wet. It was like he knew every trigger, every turn-on. Maybe that was because she had some little Barney spy in her brain, hiding behind a curtain, taking notes on every dirty fantasy, and reporting back to the Big Barney.
Barney arches an eyebrow, tapping a finger against his cheek. When Robin agreed to this, she knew what it meant, what her lines were supposed to be. “What?”
A blush creeps into her cheeks and her hips wiggle slightly. “Yes, daddy.”
Barney smirks. He loves how easy it is to read her. How easy she obeys him. “Good girl.” He pauses, locking eyes with her. It pleases him that her eyes whisper her submission and her surrender to him, that her glossed lips are slightly open. “Put your hands on the desk, baby. And spread your legs.”
The sultry purr of his voice leaves her feeling a deep ache between her thighs, leaves her feeling hot and wanting. “Yes, daddy.”
As she moves into the instructed position, he moves from his chair, stepping around the desk to admire the perfect globes of her ass. “Such a pretty, little girl. Just what daddy likes. And I bet you’re all wet for me too, thinking about what I can do to you.”
Robin shivers, staring down at the desk. The pencils, staplers, and rolls of scotch tape make her think that it would be easy to switch roles. She could be the naughty school girl serving detention for her teacher. He could spank her with a ruler or threaten suspension if she didn’t suck him off. But that’s not what he wants. “Yes…so wet. All slick and messy. Is that wrong?”
Barney chuckles, sliding a long finger down the cleft of her ass and passed her pucker to find her dripping pussy. He slides it in and wiggles it slightly, feeling her clench around him. He fucks her slowly with it, feeling heady from the moans and whimpers that leave her lips. “Not wrong at all, baby. It means you’re ready for your special present.”
“A present?” Robin asked, shyly, biting back a giggle.
His free hand brushes over her shoulders, toying with the end of her pigtail. He feels dizzy with lust, feels like the luckiest man on the fucking planet. He’s sure Ted never did this with her. Ted doesn’t have the balls to do this with her. Ted couldn’t give her what she craves, but he can. He knows he can. He’s Barney Stinson. “One that’ll make that nasty ache between your legs go away and make my baby girl smile. You’re gonna like it so much. I promise.”
His finger slides out of her slick folds and moves to his zipper, unzipping it quickly and smoothly. His hips wriggle as he tries to push down pants and boxers with one hand and is grateful that gravity is pleased to be his bitch today.
She twists her head, glancing back at him, mouth opening and closing as she tries to find the words to describe how amazing this is, how intense this is. But she can’t find the right ones. Doesn’t know what to say. But what she does know is there’s an unmistakable joy in his eyes. Like a kid riding a cotton candy sugar high.
“Baby girl’s gonna scream for daddy,” Barney murmurs, brushing the head of his cock across her ass cheeks, smearing her skin with pre-cum. “Gonna like this so much.”
There’s something about the way he calls himself daddy that nearly sends her through the roof with need. Fucking daddy issues.
“Yes, daddy…gonna like this so much,” Robin pants, pushing her hips back, feeling his dick slide into the crack of her ass. Her world narrows to Barney’s touch, Barney’s erection, Barney’s voice. The desk, the office, the outside world as she knows it falls away in an instant.
She hears the rip of condom wrapper and a smile ghosts the corners of her lips. Thank god for Barney’s tried and true motto: Just say no to babies.
Barney grips the base of his dick and guides himself inside of her. She pulses against him like a live wire, sending white-hot fire coursing up his prick and into his veins. She’s got a pussy that wants to swallow him whole, consume him until all that’s left is dying breath.
He slips a hand to her front, flicking his finger against her clit as he picks up the speed of his thrusts. She bucks against him, meeting his rhythm, trying to demand more from him. His finger on her clit sends a sharp shock through her, making her convulse and gasp. Her muscles tighten around his cock, her back arches like a bow as she crawls over the edge of carnality. As her orgasm strikes, she cries out in a high-pitched chant, barely aware of the words that leave her lips. “Daddy…daddy….daddy…daddy…DADDY!”
He continues to pump against her, wringing her of the last remnants of pleasure, sapping her strength and her energy. He rests his head on her shoulder, his own climax making his muscles tense and weaken. “Mmm….did you like your reward, baby girl?”
Robin nods, aware that her dress is still clinging to her skin. “Very much so. Can we do it again tomorrow?”
Barney chuckles, smiling against her skin. At least, she’ll keep his calendar booked. And that’s something he doesn’t have a problem with at all.
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And thank you :)
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Love the list of warnings in the header. If that isn't enough to force people to read it I don't know what is.
I challenge you to write a story with TEN warnings in the header! Haha!
also, we need a PERV icon of Barney and Robin because we don't have one! Shame they don't do anything pervy in the show!
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That makes me smile.
As for warnings, this one has over 10 in the header ;)
http://snogged.livejournal.com/255344.html
And yes! Totally agree on the pervy Robarn ;)
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I love you so much.
The white sundress and pigtails!! &hearts
KINKY DADDY!SMUT! Dirty awesome.
You are my best friend in the world. I love it. Best birthday present ever, and now I'm sitting in the middle of an airport terminal all hot and bothered. I. Blame. You.
Thank you!
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*squishes*
>>>>>>>>>>I love you so much.
I love you too!
>>>>>>>>>>The white sundress and pigtails!! &hearts
Hee! I figured that would add a nice touch :)
>>>>>>KINKY DADDY!SMUT! Dirty awesome.
mmmm...daddy smut FTW
>>>>>>>You are my best friend in the world. I love it. Best birthday present ever, and now I'm sitting in the middle of an airport terminal all hot and bothered. I. Blame. You.
I don't mind taking the blame at all :)
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Just picturing these two together, playing naughty games... *fans self*
xxx
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Glad you liked it, baby girl.
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That's so sweet of you to say.
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Thanks darling :)
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Daddy issues. nice.
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