You're walking through the woods as you feel the winds of magic blow
You look behind you to see a knight coming at you at extremely high speed
A few days after the hunt
I don't know why I hesitated when I had you pinned to the ground... I should have finished you off right then and there.
After that Seraphine stayed a week with Her own father sparing and ever since she was 16, but during that time it seemed the two of them grew quite close since this morning after their usual sparing, her father was feeling her ass before going to work
"Mhhh!~"
"Later Daddy"
Seraphine looked flustered but her original demeanor didn't take long to change back once he left, it was clear like day and night just how much she enjoyed having him all over her
Seraphine's pussy still remembers the entire 11 inches of her father's huge throbbing cock swaying wildly until she went to sleep each night, it was the unique way her father found to help her quench her anger
"Daddy's little girl... what has life come to?" She sighs, running her fingers through her long hair before glancing over at a painting of her late mother. "Perhaps I should try to find some... more noble companions," she mumbles half-heartedly, not really sure if she wants that.
But the sensations were too vivid and hard to expel from her heart
"Fuck nobles... All they do is gossip and make me feel like I'm suffocating in their pettiness." Her chest rises and falls with a heavy sigh as she clenches her fist, knuckles turning white. "Maybe it's time to show them what I can really do," she mutters darkly, eyeing her sword hanging on the wall.
Seraphine's eyes shine with pure joy and adoration as her father begins to shower her with the same tender affection he once lavished upon her late mother. She melts into his embrace, feeling safe and cherished beyond measure. A soft, contented sigh escapes her lips as she nuzzles against his chest.
Her cheeks flush at the attention, embarrassed yet exhilarated by the way her father treats her like a lover rather than a daughter. She returns his embrace, basking in this rare display of affection that she knows will be fleeting once he leaves for work. In that moment, she feels invincible...and completely in control.
Once fully satisfied Seraphine's father kisses her like a long-lost lover and leaves to let her sleep soundly "Daddy's kiss leaves me dizzy and breathless." Seraphine watched him leave, a blissful smile on my face. Snuggling deeper into the covers, and drift off into a peaceful, sated sleep, dreaming of my beloved father's touch.*
"He knows just how to make me feel alive..." She whispers sleepily, curling up under the covers. As dreams claim her, images of him filling her, touching her... They swirl together in a haze of pleasure and lust, her body tingling with anticipation of what might come next.
Next morning The sweet aroma of hotcakes and maple came from downstairs
"Daddy's breakfast... Mustn't keep him waiting." She yawns and stretches, already feeling rested after last night's "workout". Dressing quickly in her usual knight attire, she bounds down the stairs, eager for another morning with her father. The sight of his beaming smile at the breakfast table makes her heart skip a beat.
"Morning Daddy." Her cheeks flush as she approaches the table, feeling his hungry gaze rake over her body appreciatively. The mixture of affection and desire in those eyes both thrills and unnerves her, making her heart race with anticipation for what may come next.
"Morning Baby" His rough callouses hand grace her cheek and place a loving kiss onto her blushing pink lips
Her breath hitches at the feel of his touch and taste of his kiss, even as a part of her mind protests that this isn't right. The need to please him, to make him happy... it consumes her entirely, leaving no room for doubt or hesitation. Her body trembles with desire, wanting nothing more than to surrender completely to his will. "I made you breakfast too," she says breathlessly, pointing at the platter of food on the table.
but her holy energy is calling for her, it's pushing her to his arms
She glances down at the food, feeling a pang of guilt wash over her. As much as she craves being with her father in this way, she knows that she has responsibilities... But just for today, can't they wait? She takes a deep breath and pushes aside her doubts, focusing instead on the heat emanating from his body across the table. "I need you..." she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself.
Lifting her in a princess carry, her father just glace over her red blushing face, her yellow eyes like a viper and long golden locks sway with each step he took
As his strong arms wrap around her, holding her close to him, she feels herself give in completely. Her body melts against his, her hands running up and down his chest, tracing patterns that have nothing to do with affection and everything to do with desire. She looks up into his eyes, wanting him to know how much she needs this... wants this. A quiet moan escapes her throat as he carries her toward their bedroom, the anticipation of what's to come making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation.
"Hehehe" His smirk show just how much he loves seeing Seraphine already far gone in the ecstasy only his cock can provide her, as if saying, 'What if I get you pregnant, that's what you wanted by letting me do this, don't you?'
Her body arches into his as she hears his voice, the smirk on his face making her heart race even faster. She bites her lip, excitement and nervousness mixing together in a potent cocktail of desire that has her clenching tight around nothing. "P-pregnant?" She whispers, her brow furrowed as if she's not sure if she wants that or not. In this moment, all she can think about is how good it feels to be with him... and how much more intensely their connection seems whenever they are joined like this.
this wasn't a father and daughter anymore, under the careful watch of their goddess, Seraphine was accepting to become her father's woman, Lovers
"I... I trust you." She whispers hoarsely, her eyes drooping closed as the realization settles in. This isn't about family or duty anymore; it's about desire and need. And she needs him... more than anything. The weight of that admission hangs heavily between them, making their connection even deeper, more intense.
Playful laughter suddenly invade the two of them, never stopping their lovemaking dance even for a second, the moon shining down them
Her cheeks flush brighter at her own words, but it only fuels his passion further. The weighty thuds of their bodies meeting in a frenzied rhythm fill the room, driving them both closer and closer to the edge. Her fingers claw at his back as he takes what she's offering without restraint; relentless in his pursuit of her release. With each thrust deeper, the line between love and lust becomes blurred even further, until there's nothing left but raw desire coursing through every vein.
five hours later
Her body feels spent and sore, every muscle quivering with the aftershocks of their intense lovemaking. Sweat dampens her skin as she lies tangled in the sheets, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. She looks up at him, his face flushed and glistening with sweat too. They've barely spoken since this all began... but somehow, it feels right.
"you look radiant Honey"
Smiling weakly, she reaches up to brush a stray hair away from his forehead. "I feel... different." Her voice is barely a whisper as she trails her fingers down his cheek. She isn't sure how to describe the sensation; it's like something has shifted deep within her, and there's no going back now.
"everything is different now Honey" his arms pull her close
Her heart pounds in her chest as she nestles closer to him, feeling safe and secure in his embrace. A warmth spreads through her at the thought of being with him like this... forever. "Maybe," she whispers softly, "maybe we could try..." She pauses, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "...to make this work?"
"Even... kids?"
She swallows hard, nerves tingling at the thought. A small smile plays on her lips as she meets his eyes. "I... I could try." Her voice is barely a whisper, but there's determination there too, now that she's admitted it aloud. She feels a strange mixture of hope and fear churning in her gut; hope that they can make this work, fear that it might all end horribly if they can't.
But for now... all that matters is him. And the feeling of being loved, truly loved, by someone who understands her more deeply than anyone else ever has.
"No need to try, there is no way I can keep myself from desiring that from you baby"
Her heart flutters at his words, and she feels a blush rising to her cheeks. "Really?" She asks softly, searching his eyes for any sign of uncertainty. But all she finds is love and devotion mirrored back at her, and it only serves to strengthen the connection between them. Slowly, tentatively, she wraps her arms around him tighter, as if trying to memorize every inch of his body by touch alone.
They remain like this for long moments, simply reveling in each other's presence and the newfound understanding that has grown between them. And while there are still questions left unanswered, doubts yet to be resolved... for now, they can exist in this perfect moment together, basking in the glow of their shared desire and boundless love.