Home Sweet Home

[xFuckDollx]

Abigail sat in the kitchen of her father's house, an over sized coffee mug clutched between her hands as she stared out the back window, watching the sun rise over the lake. Despite being wrapped in the folds of her favorite lavender sweater and a pair of tight yoga pants, the teenager was far from comfortable. She was a stranger in her dad's house, and a stranger to him. The night before, standing in the rain on his doorstep was the first time the redhead had seen her father in over five years.

About a year ago, Abigail had left her mom's house in New Jersey, deciding anywhere was better than there, especially after her mom's new boyfriend had moved in and begun to take a particular interest in Abigail. So the teen took off and spent the next year traveling across the country, staying with friends, working odd jobs, doing whatever she needed to just to get by. Then after that life started to become a little more than she could handle she decided to pay her dad a visit.

She loved her father, and she knew that he loved her despite his decision to leave her and her mom behind. Abi understood that it was about her mom and not about her, not that it had kept it from hurting. The past was the past, she told herself as she lifted the still steaming cup of coffee to her lips and took a long sip. Besides, it wasn't like she planned on staying long. She just needed a place to get some rest, some warm meals, clear her head.

 

[justabrick]

John Brown loved his daughter. That's why her mother had kicked him out, to protect Abigail. He was clean now, but when Abi was growing up, he involved himself in just about every kind of dangerous activity he could. He told himself that everything he did- all the lying, the risks, even the few petty crimes he'd committed, were to make life better for his family. In reality, it did nothing but put them in danger, and eventually drove the family apart.

He and Helen, his former wife, kept all of this from Abigail. He was clean now, and trying his best to leave the past behind him. When she showed up, alone, on his doorstep one day, he welcomed his daughter (once a girl, now seemingly a young lady) with open arms. Try as he did, he couldn't get much of a story from her about where she'd been. It seemed that ran in the family. He hoped she'd stay long enough to get to know her better, but she was far from chatty, and he was afraid she'd leave as quickly as she'd come.

 

[xFuckDollx]

Abi finished her second mug of hot coffee, but still no sign of her dad, which meant he was still sleeping or he'd gotten up before her and gone out. She considered going to check on him, but decided invading the privacy of his bedroom was probably not the best way to make him warm to the idea of her staying there for awhile. Instead, the redhead stood and made her way out to the back patio. She leaned over the railing and gazed and the lake that stretched out for nearly a mile from her dad's back yard.

It was a nice place he'd found to settle down. Peaceful. I could definitely use a little peace and quiet right now, Abi thought to herself. Crashing with friends and strangers, working in bars and tattoo shops, running from cops and from people much worse than cops, those things got old.

As she breathed in the cool morning air, the teen wondered what her father would think if he knew the things she'd done this past year, or what he would say about the numerous tattoos that covered her body. Would he still think she was his innocent little girl, the little thirteen year old he'd left behind?

Hearing a noise behind her, Abi glanced back over her shoulder, wondering if her dad was finally going to make an appearance.

 

[justabrick]

John stretched, and made his way toward the back patio, a plate of toast in his hand. He blinked his eyes in the sun, and made out the silhouette of his daughter, leaning over the railing outside. He smiled, admiring the gentle curves that now framed her body. Approaching, he placed a hand on hers, as it lay on the railing. Like the rest of her body, it was so much bigger than what he'd seen the day he'd left. Thoughts and questions filled his head, but all he could manage was, "How are you?"

He looked down at the face of the young woman his daughter had become. Her soft pale skin, and deep green eyes were alluring, and she'd inherited her mother's striking red hair. In so many ways, she reminded him of her.

 

[xFuckDollx]

Even as Abigail had turned to glance over her right shoulder, her father had stepped up on her left side, slipping his hand over hers, "How are you?" he asked, his voice deep and rumbling and familiar.

"I'm okay, I guess," she said, hesitating. "I hope it's not a big deal for me to show up out of nowhere. I didn't really have any where else to go, you now?" As she spoke, the redhead leaned against her father's body, feeling his warmth through the thick sweater she wore. It felt nice.

"I was afraid you might not even recognize me, especially showing up looking like a drowned rat," she said smiling as she pushed a strand of orange-red hair from her face and looping it over one ear.

 

[justabrick]

John laughed softly at his daughter's self-deprecation. "Don't talk like that," he smiled, "You're a beautiful young woman." He hugged his strong arm around Abigail's waist, feeling the gentle slope of her side. He kissed the side of her forehead. "You're welcome here any time, for as long as you like. I'm just so happy to see you, Abi."

A strange feeling came over John as he stood next to his daughter. All at once, she was the daughter he'd always loved, but she was also a woman he'd never known. As he held her, he felt love for her in a way he couldn't begin to describe.

 

[xFuckDollx]

Abi relaxed into her father's embrace. She'd had more than her share of men's arms around her in the last year, but this was the first time that she actually felt safe, and warm. And she was relieved to hear him say that she could stay with him. With that out of the way, at least for now, maybe she could focus on actually getting to know him.

"So, you've certainly changed," she commented, reaching up to rub his clean shaven jaw with one hand. "I can't say I really miss the beard, or the long hair, but it might take me a little bit of time to get used to it."

The truth was, Abi's father looked much better than he had five years ago, and not just because he was clean shaven and had a haircut. He looked more, together, more handsome, though certainly a bit older as well. She laid her head against his chest and sighed.

 

[justabrick]

John smiled warmly, holding his daughter in his arms. "Yeah, it took me a while to get used to it, too. But all-in-all, I'd say things are better, for sure. Especially with you here, Abi."

He ran his fingers through her fiery red hair. Holding her close, he could feel the gentle rise of her breasts under her sweater, against his chest. Again, he felt that indescribable mix of love for his daughter, and appreciation of the woman she had become. He hadn't held a woman like this since leaving Abi and her mother five years ago. Suddenly, he had the urge to slide his rough hands under her sweater, and feel the soft skin underneath. His hands lowered to her sides, before he dismissed those thoughts. Instead, he ran his hands over the light sweater, resting them on the back of her shoulders, and hugging her tight to him.

 

[xFuckDollx]

Abigail could have stood there in her father's arms for an eternity, just feeling the strength of his biceps and listening to his heart beat, knowing that despite the years that had separated them, he still loved her and accepted her. It wasn't something she had felt in a long time. Sure, there were guys who said they loved her, but most of them were too angry or too strung out to really know what that meant. In the end, all those guys ever really wanted was someone to fuck, not someone to love.

"I think I'm going to go take a shower if that's okay?" the redhead said, pulling back enough to look up into her dad's face. "Will you be around at all today? I thought maybe, if you didn't have to work, we could spend some time catching up."

 

[justabrick]

.John smiled, and trailed his hands along her slender arms to meet his. "As soon as I knew you were staying, I asked for the time off, for exactly that reason. Ron is a great boss, he told me to take all the time we need. He knows how important you are to me." He ran a finger along her jaw line, admiring her face, and kissed her lip softly. "Go ahead, sweetie, the shower's all yours." He scrunched up his face, mocking his own scent. "Wouldn't be a bad idea for me to take a turn next!"

OOC: Sorry for brevity or misspellings today- am writing on mobile!

 

[xFuckDollx]

Abi beamed up at her father, happy to hear that he was actually taking time off of work to be with her. It was a strange feeling to have someone put her first, she couldn't remember the last time she felt that important to anyone. And then he leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. He could have kissed her on the forehead, or on the cheek, but he kissed her on the lips and the warmth and love that the redhead was already feeling multiplied a thousand fold. There was something so intimate about that moment that whatever doubt she'd had about coming to find her dad just melted away.

"Wouldn't be a bad idea for me to take a turn next!" her dad said with a smile.

"No, I like how you smell," Abi protested leaning her face down to chest again and taking a deep breath through her nose. "You smell manly. That's good. That's how a man should smell."

"Okay, I'll be out in a few minutes," the teenager said, reluctantly pulling herself from her dad's arms and turning to walk inside the house. Once she reached the bathoom, Abi slowly stripped out of her lavender sweater, then out of her bra, baring her perky b-cups. She was just about to push her yoga pants down off her hips when she remembered that she hadn't brought any clean clothes into the bathroom with her.

The room she was staying in was just across the hall, so the redhead didn't bother to put her sweater back on as she opened the bathroom door and stepped into the hallway.

 

[justabrick]

John gazed at the closed bathroom door across the hall, contemplating the young woman on the other side, his daughter. He wondered about her recent past, and worried about her future, more than he'd cared about anything, ever.

His gaze dropped to the newspaper in his hands- these were complicated thoughts, and he needed distraction from them before long. The sound of the bathroom door opening instinctively brought his eyes up, and what he saw trapped him like a deer in headlights.

His daughter's half-naked body flitted across the hall, half covered with a rainbow of ink. It was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen, and it startled him. It brought to him a surge of the feelings he'd had in his wilder years. Slowly, his feeling turned to concern. What kind of path had she taken? What had she done, to end up so changed? Should he even bring it up? He bowed his head down to his paper, hoping to god she didn't catch his glance.

 

[xFuckDollx]

After grabbing some faded jeans and a t-shirt from the bedroom, Abi stepped back across the hallway, still not noticing that her father had come back inside the house and was looking at her. She was almost back in the bathroom when she dropped the t-shirt she was carrying and had to stop and bend over to pick it up. After retrieving the shirt, the redhead slipped back into the bathroom and stripped out of the tight black pants she was wearing.

She wasn't wearing any panties, she rarely did these days. Naked, she reached over and turned the hot water on, and a moment later she was stepping into the shower, the warm water stinging against her pale skin. It felt good, especially after the night before, walking nearly two miles in the pouring rain. She's been so cold, shivering, that it had taken her hours to fall asleep.

Eventually Abi emerged from the shower, her body, which was covered in multiple tattoos, large and small, wet and pink. She quickly toweled off, then wrapped her long, fiery red hair in a second towel to dry. She padded over to the mirror and stared at herself for a few minutes. It felt like the first time in a long time that she had looked at herself through anything other than a fog of alcohol or drugs.

She pulled her jeans on, once again not bothering with panties, then pulled her t-shirt on, leaving the bra with her dirty clothes. Barefoot she opened the bathroom door and walked down the hallway to find her dad.

"Hey, sorry, I hope I wasn't in there too long. The hot water was fantastic," she said as she slipped the towel off her still damp hair and slung it over her shoulder.

 

[justabrick]

"Glad you enjoyed it, sweetie," he smiled, touching her arm and kissing her. He walked past her to the bathroom, and shut the door. Alone, in front of the mirror, he thought about her words. "I like how you smell," she'd said, taking his scent in, "You smell manly. That's good. That's how a man should smell." It filled him with confidence.

He turned the water on, then began to undress, revealing his toned body. One of the methods he had developed to distract himself when temptation to go back to his old ways crept up, was exercise. No longer was he slender from not thinking he had to eat- his muscles were formed from running, lifting, and working. Looking himself over, he noticed the green ink on his left shoulder- the one constant reminder of his past.

He stepped into the shower, and reached for the soap. Before touching it, he paused. A thought crossed his mind- a thought of his daughter. She had been here just moments before. He imagined her, nude and wet. Covering her body with soap, and then allowing the water to wash over her pale curves. John gripped the soap, and did the same, imagining her there with him. He imagined taking the soap gently from her, and massaging her body with it, running his lips over her neck and shoulder. Before long, he grew hard, not thinking any farther beyond the pleasure he felt. He was about to touch himself when the water ran cold, bringing his thoughts back to the present. What was he doing, thinking that way? What would Abi think, knowing he had thoughts like this?

He quickly stepped out of the shower. The cold water had brought his erection down, but it was still bulging.

He wrapped himself in a towel, realizing he'd forgotten to bring a change of clothes into the bathroom with him. Quickly, he opened the door, and trotted down the hall, into his room. He closed the door, and dropped his towel. Maybe once he was dressed, he reasoned, he would leave thoughts of showering with his teenage daughter behind.

After he dressed, in a light t-shirt and jeans, he returned to the bathroom, to get his pajamas. He saw Abi's clothes sitting there beside the sink, and picked them up. He felt the soft fabric in his hands. He closed his eyes, and breathed in, gently and deeply. She'd told him she liked the way he smelled, and he felt the same about her. The scent of his daughter was familiar, but this was also how a woman smelled- sweet, and salty, and intoxicating. Opening his eyes, he reached for the bathroom door, and walked across the hall, to return her clothes.

 

[xFuckDollx]

After her father disappeared into the bathroom to take a shower of his own, Abigail walked back into the bedroom. She grabbed the small back pack full of her possessions...kind of sad to think that everything she had fit in that little pack, but it was true. She sat down on the bed and sat the bag next to her. Unzipping it, the redhead started pulling her things out. There were some clothes, but not many. A hair brush and tooth brush, a cheap camera she'd taken from her mom's new boyfriend, the batteries dead now for more than two months, a small bottle of pepper spray, and a plastic zip lock bag with a dozen or so old photos.

Pushing the bag and the other items aside, Abi pulled her legs up against her chest as she slipped the photos out of the bag. They were from her childhood, pictures of her as a baby, pictures of her mom and dad when they were together. The teen couldn't believe how young her dad looked in the photos, and how different from how he looked now. He was more handsome now, with his face shaved and his hair cut, more distinguished with the gray in his hair.

Eventually she placed the photos back into the bag and sat them aside. She glanced at the small assortment of belongings and decided as meager as they were, it was enough. You didn't need a lot of possessions when you were trying to start your life over again, things just came with memories, most of which she was okay with letting fade away.

With a heavy sigh, Abi pushed herself off the bed intending to put her handful of clothes into the washing machine. Unfortunately as she stood up, the teenager accidentally sent most of her things falling off the opposite side of the bed. "Damn it," she cursed as she leaned over the bed to pick everything up. It was at that moment, as the redhead leaned over, her jeans slipping off her hips enough to expose the crack of her ass, and the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties, that her father entered the room.

 

[justabrick]

"Hey sweetie, you left your clothes in the..." John stopped dead, his eyes catching the pale skin on the small of his daughter's back, sloping gently down to the beginning of her shapely bottom, uninterrupted by any kind of clothing.

"... in the assroom... uh... BATHroom..." he stammered, looking down. He shuffled forward, hoping to allow her time to adjust herself. Approaching her, he looked up. Her eyes were captivating. He sighed, and sat beside her.

"Abi," he began, "I'm sorry if I act nervous sometimes. It's just that... it's like I'm meeting you for the first time- when I left, you were this little girl, playing with Barbies, and jumping rope. And now look at you..." He did, quickly, and noticed she wasn't wearing a bra- her nipples could be barely seen under her light t-shirt. He did what he could to focus on her gentle face. "You're a young woman now. And I want to get to know you, as a woman." He leaned forward, brushed a hair away from her face, and kissed her lips softly, lingering there slightly longer than last time. His hand touched her belly lightly, through the thin fabric of her shirt.

 

[xFuckDollx]

As she finally grabbed hold of the last of the items that had fallen off the bed, Abi twisted her body around until she was sitting on the bed facing her father who had sat down on the end of the bed. She listened intently as he spoke, her eyes searching his. Then he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, but unlike before when they were standing on the deck together, her dad's lips lingered on hers for a moment.

Ten years ago, Abi wouldn't have thought twice about her father kissing her on the lips, despite the length of the kiss, but she was grown up now, he had just finished telling her how grown up she was. And there was something different about the feel of his lips this time. If it was anyone else besides her dad, the teen would have sworn that there was a hunger in the way his lips found hers, and then there was his hand which was brushing lightly against her belly just a few inches from her breasts.

Stranger than the kiss itself was the sudden, but somewhat awkward feelings that it stirred in Abigail's mind and body. Instinctively she wanted to kiss him back, to press her lips more firmly against his, and her nipples slowly began to stiffen against the inside of her shirt, almost as if she wanted his hand to stray farther up.

It was ridiculous of course, the redhead told herself, this was her father and she was just reacting that way to his closeness and the need she felt to have his acceptance...his love. The act of him reaching out to her, kissing her had simply triggered the desire she felt to be loved in general. It wasn't like she was actually attracted to him, even if he was ruggedly handsome and strong and warm...

Abi pulled her lips from her dads and lowered her head to his chest, one hand resting on his leg, "I love you so much dad, and I'm so glad to be able to be

 

[xFuckDollx]

As she finally grabbed hold of the last of the items that had fallen off the bed, Abi twisted her body around until she was sitting on the bed facing her father who had sat down on the end of the bed. She listened intently as he spoke, her eyes searching his. Then he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, but unlike before when they were standing on the deck together, her dad's lips lingered on hers for a moment.

Ten years ago, Abi wouldn't have thought twice about her father kissing her on the lips, despite the length of the kiss, but she was grown up now, he had just finished telling her how grown up she was. And there was something different about the feel of his lips this time. If it was anyone else besides her dad, the teen would have sworn that there was a hunger in the way his lips found hers, and then there was his hand which was brushing lightly against her belly just a few inches from her breasts.

Stranger than the kiss itself was the sudden, but somewhat awkward feelings that it stirred in Abigail's mind and body. Instinctively she wanted to kiss him back, to press her lips more firmly against his, and her nipples slowly began to stiffen against the inside of her shirt, almost as if she wanted his hand to stray farther up.

It was ridiculous of course, the redhead told herself, this was her father and she was just reacting that way to his closeness and the need she felt to have his acceptance...his love. The act of him reaching out to her, kissing her had simply triggered the desire she felt to be loved in general. It wasn't like she was actually attracted to him, even if he was ruggedly handsome and strong and warm...

Abi pulled her lips from her dads and lowered her head to his chest, one hand resting on his leg, "I love you so much dad, and I'm so glad to be able to be alone with you here...I know it's been a long time, but I want to know you...I want to be part of your life again..."

 

[justabrick]

As she pulled his lips from his, John was glad she didn't seem to interpret his words in the possibly sexual way he realized they could be, as soon as he said them. He didn't mean he wanted to "know her", sexually. At least, he didn't think so, though he noticed her nipples poke at her shirt, and it made his mind race. His feelings were all muddled and complex. He reminded himself that it was a muddled, complex situation he was in, and confusing emotions were bound to come up. He breathed deep as Abi leaned into his strong chest, and exhaled, trying to let himself relax and enjoy the moment. "I love you too, sweetie," he replied, "I've never loved anyone or anything more. I never want us to lose each other, ever again." He wrapped his arm around her slender waist, resting his hand on her hip. The other caressed her hair, and held her tight.

"So," he smiled, after minutes of intimate silence, "I guess this is Day One of Abi and John... What do you want to get up to? We could... I dunno... catch a game... take a picnic to the park... go shopping... ride that roller coaster you loved as a kid... We could just chill here..." He had no idea what she enjoyed now that she was grown, and didn't want to disappoint her.

 

[xFuckDollx]

"To be honest, I think I'd rather just stay here and catch up with you," Abi finally answered. "I mean, all those things sound fun, and maybe we could do them in the next couple of days, but I really could use a few days of rest and calm, you know?"

The redhead patted her father's knee as she stood up and stepped in front of him, "So you know how you were talking about me changing, growing up? Well, one of the things that has changed in the last couple of years is, well...I've gotten some tattoos."

"If you promise not to be too mad at me, I'll show them to you," Abi said, still fearing that her father might not like the ink she'd gotten.

 

[justabrick]

John smiled when Abi said she wanted some time to rest. He'd been working hard, and he could use the same, he realized. He nearly blushed when she mentioned the tattoos he'd already briefly seen. He realized that she was looking for acceptance from him, and he was more than glad to give it. He stood up, and hugged her. "Abi, I would be the biggest hypocrite in the world to get mad at you for getting a tattoo. As long as you're safe, and happy- that's all I care about." He smiled, and locked eyes with her, not daring to mention he'd seen her tattoos already, when she snuck out of the bathroom half-naked.

 

[xFuckDollx]

Nervously, Abi rolled up her left sleeve and revealed the colorful flowers tattooed on her arm and shoulder, then after giving him a moment to consider it, she reached down and slowly peeled her t-shirt up to reveal her stomach, revealing a new series of tattoos located on either side of her ribs. Finally, biting her lower lips with apprehension, the redhead turned her back to her father, lifting her t-shirt even higher to reveal the large circular design on her back.

She stood there for a long while, letting her dad take a long look at the horses that filled the circle on her back, as well as the other patterns that surrounded it. At that point she had lifted her shirt so high up that she had to cover her breasts with a free arm.

"The snake curls down a bit further," she explained, lowering her arm from her chest to her pants, pushing them down far enough in the back to allow her father to see the entire design, though that also meant revealing a large portion of her ass to him.

"So, say something," she asked, nearly trembling with anticipation as she stood there, revealing herself to her father, awaiting his approval.

 

[justabrick]

"So, say something..." Her words snapped him out of the trance brought on by the sight of his daughter's bare skin. "They're incredible," he said dreamily, his hand trailing down her back. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful." He found himself staring at her lips, leaning in slightly, wanting to kiss her. His hand rested on the skull at her left hip.

 

[xFuckDollx]

Hearing her father describe her tattoos as beautiful, and tell her that she was beautiful as well, all of the tension fled from Abi's body and left her beaming with happiness. She was so excited that she didn't even notice his hand on her bare hip, just inches from her ass. Wanting nothing more than to give him a hug at that moment, the redhead forgot that her shirt was still pulled up as she turned and flung herself into his arms.

"Thank you for being so understanding," Abi said, smiling ear from ear as she embraced him, her partially bared breasts pressed against his chest.

 

[justabrick]

John was so pleased to see his daughter's smile, it took a few moments for the feeling of her naked breasts against his shirt to register. By that time, he had leaned down to kiss her, returning her smile. His heart skipped a beat when he felt her small nipples, and a pulse of excitement shot through him. He reacted instinctively to the sensation, his rough hands feeling their way slowly up her sides, making their way toward the soft orbs.

Before reaching them, he stopped himself, and slid his hands down again, to her stomach, and then around, resting on the small of her back. His breath stopped as his little finger accidentally found the gap between her cheeks. Carefully, he drew it away up her back, still holding her, unable and unwilling to let go.