In Nomine Patris (Closed for ClockworkAngel and myself)

[Zarafina]

Damiana was a small girl, her figure slender as her mother's had been, a swanlike neck and long, slim arms and legs. She bore her mother's gentleness as well, the timidity that had won her now deceased mother her father's undying love.

High school had been a trial for the girl, though with her father's encouragement she graduated in the top 3% of her class, and was accepted into Dartmouth with a full scholarship.

She has come home for the holidays after a grueling first semester, her first time away from her father for any length of time, and is looking forward to a quiet holiday, and a chance to see her daddy again.

 

[Zarafina]

(( ClockworkAngel wrote this for me after we began the RP .. which we did via AIM, because .. well .. we wanted to. It's a bit of a prologue for the characters. ))

"Hi! You've reached Endrance .. Lilka .. and Damiana! .. Gilead .. We're not here to answer the phone but leave a message and we'll get back to you soon. If this is a business call, my cell's 359 - 459 - 0197! Beep!!!"

"Hey, Ender .. s'Jack~ uh .. listen~ about last night, I'm not holding any grudges or nothin' .. I can't uh .. I can't even begin to .. you know .. Look, just know I'm here if you need anything all right? Say hi to Ami for me? Take care, Ender .. Don't worry about the site none, I'll keep you covered..."

He hadn't even changed the answering machine yet .. He didn't want to. Lilka .. her saying her own name into that machine .. it was all he had left of her voice. They'd never been big on home videos or digital cameras, Ami was too young to have a use for them .. so there were no records except for photos, and looking at those only made him feel good for a few minutes before the hurt took nest again. Maybe he should delete it, then. Trash the machine, burn the photos, the letters they'd sent when he spent a year overseas. Get rid of everything. But he wouldn't .. Jack had talked him out of that last night .. even took a slug to the face for it, too. Jack, man .. loved him like a brother. If he'd a time machine, he'd go back fifteen seconds in the past, answer that phone, and tell him so.

Everyone on the construction site knew Ender threw a mean punch 'for an architect with such delicate hands'.

He glanced idly at the clock. Five-thirty a.m. Ami wasn't even up yet. The thought of her sleeping peacefully in bed, free for the time being of losing her mother, was enough to make him break out into a sobbing fit. He stifled it soon after; he never cried for long. Not because big boys didn't cry .. it was just his nature. Lilka understood that. She was the only one who could ever peek underneath his stoic exterior. He started crying again...

Damiana woke slowly, her covers falling to the side as she sprawled out across her bed in a stretch. Her father's sadness had triggered her childish empathy, causing her to wake. She felt her way out of bed and down the hallway, rubbing gently at the sleep in her eyes.

"Daddy...?" asked a soft voice. Ender lifted his head from his hands as he sat on a leather chair in the den, and through blurry eyes he saw his daughter standing near the kitchen, leaning against the wall and nibbling on one of her fingers. He pointed to the finger in her mouth while rubbing his eyes with his other hand. "S'a bad habit~ shouldn't do it .. " he chastised softly before motioning with that same hand. "Come here .. what are you doing up~?" he asked.

Ami didn't know. She just knew she was here. Her eyes fell to the floor, scanning the carpet the entire time she made her way over to him, crawling into his lap with his aid and wrapping her arms halfway around his torso, pressing her cheek to his chest. Ender placed one hand on her back and the other on the back of her head as he began rocking the chair gently to and fro, his bloodshot eyes fixated on the ceiling fan.

"Daddy...?" she asked softly, the side of her face still buried in her father's chest. "Yes, darlin'?" he asked softly. "I know you're going to take care of me .. " she said simply, an innocent smile tracing her lips as she snuggled into his torso.

Fresh tears streamed down his cheeks then, though he didn't cry. He sniffled as he hugged his daughter a little closer, leaning to kiss the top of her head. "Of course I am, sweetheart .. I promise..."

A contented sigh came from Ami then and she closed her eyes, fingers gently gripping the leather of his jacket, her nostrils inhaling the scent of it. "I promise to take care of you, too..."


Five years later ..


With his elbow resting on the open window of the truck, he checked his favourite watch. Forest green band with leather lining, brass lining around the face like a port window on a boat. 2:30 p.m.

The bell rang just as it always did, but it would be another half hour or so before Ami would arrive. Still, he preferred arriving before school let out, just in case. He didn't want her to have to wait.

He spotted her eventually, walking with her friends, some he remembered from when she was in middle school, some he didn't know, some he didn't exactly care for. He trusted her, though. She was a good judge of character, a trait he liked to think she'd inherited from him.

When she spotted him (it wasn't hard, he always parked in the same place), he offered a slight wave which was returned by an ecstatic wave from her. She gave all of her friends hugs and then bounded off toward the truck.

"Hi, Daddy!" she exclaimed happily, leaping across the passenger seat to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. He laughed heartily as he always did. She was good at that. "Hi, sweetheart~ How was school?" he asked as he usually did. He loved it that she didn't give the one word response of 'okay' like most kids. As they drove away from the high school, he smiled as she sat in silence for a few moments. She always wanted to choose the exact right word to use...

"Punctual," she said at last. "Punctual?" he responded, pursing his bottom lip and lightly tilting his head as he considered her answer. "Yeah, like .. everything just seemed .. on time today, you know?" she explained, reaching into the glove compartment for the honey'n'oats granola bar he'd always had waiting for her since elementary school. "Yeah, yeah .. I think so~" he offered, wishing in his head that Leon would finish that blueprint on time.

"So, first off .. we had a test in geometry that I aced since you let me use that architect handbook thingie .. and then......"

Endrance smiled all the way home as he listened to his daughter talk about her day.

 

[Zarafina]

Flight 838 now arriving at Termincal C, Gate 19. Baggage claim...

The words over the intercom fell on the deaf ears of a man leaning against one of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his arms and legs crossed. He'd already figured out all the details after all. Like hell he was going to risk being late, or being at the wrong gate or, worse yet, the wrong terminal.
He ran one of his hands over a slight wrinkle on his brown, dusty leather jacket before crossing his arms again as he waited, his dark brown eyes fixated on the floor. He smiled softly, the thought of finally seeing his daughter after her first semester of school brightening his usually quiet demeanor.

She figdgeted with the handle of her carryon suitcase as she waited for the plane to pull up to the gate. It'd been hard, being so far away. It was the first time she'd gone that far away for any length of time, and she was homesick for a long time.
The people in the seats ahead of her were moving, and Damiana took a breath. Her father would be waiting. She couldn't wait to see him. Her face flushed suddenly, and she giggled, drawing a smile from a elderly woman who had been seated in the row ahead of her. 'Going to see your beau, dear?' she asked. "Oh, no! My daddy. I've been gone for months .. I missed him." The elderly woman smiled warmly. "Good to see some young folk still value family."
She shuffled along down the jetway with the rest of the passengers, eager to get to the gate, biting her lip gently. Finally she was through the door, and her gaze swept the area. He'd be here .. she knew he would ..

As the passengers began exiting the plane, he pushed his back off the window and went to stand near the baggage claim conveyor. When he finally saw his little girl come through the gate, he waved but tried not to smile, always wanting to appear stoic. It proved impossible, however, as he smiled so widely his cheeks began to hurt after it wouldn't fade.

It was all she could do not to drop her luggage and run to him. Her steps did quicken though, and she all but squealed as she ducked past other passengers. "Daddy!" She dropped her small suitcase at his feet and threw her arms around him tightly, burying her face into his shoulder. "Daddy, I missed you .." she cooed softly, bouncing on her toes as she hugged him tightly.

He chuckled heartily and he lifted her up off the ground to twirl her around before gently setting her down. "Ami~ I missed you, too~! It's so good to see you again~ I have a million questions, but let's get your suitcase and get on home~ Did you have a nice flight? Are you hungry~?"

Her laughter was bubbly as she stepped back a bit. "I am a little hungry, yeah. You know how airline food can be." she replied, slipping her arm through his. She rubber her cheek against his leather coat and smiled. It was a familiar scent .. it meant she was home. "The flight was fine .. a little long though. And my batteries ran out halfway through, so I just tried to sleep."

With a single arm, he heaved her suitcase over his shoulder as it came around the conveyor belt, holding it behind his back with the index and middle finger of one hand as his other arm wrapped around his waist. "Well~" he started, giving his daughter a gentle squeeze as they started for the exit, "..we can eat wherever you want on the way home, or I can cook you something .. that'll take a little longer, so it depends on how hungry you are~"

As they left the airport and headed to the car, Ami chattered on about school, and how tough it was at first. She slid into the passenger seat as he put her luggage in the back, impulsively leaning over to hug her father again when he got in and started the car. 'I missed you daddy..' she murmured softly.

He hummed lightly as he kissed her forehead, one arm wrapping around her back. "I missed you, too, darlin' .. I'm glad you're home..." he said softly.

Damiana snuggled against him then, though she did fasten her seatbelt. "I think I'd just like to get home, if you don't mind cooking, daddy. I'm anxious just to be .. home." she murmured, laying her head on his shoulder.

"I don't mind at all, sweety~" he said softly as he backed out to head out of the parking garage. "I'll make whatever you want~ I just went shopping today..." he explained, running his fingers through his daughter's hair.

She turned on the radio once they were heading home, humming along softly at first, then singing, her voice as soft and sweet as her mother's had been. She relaxed easily, now that she was somewhere familiar, and closed her eyes eventually, even dozing a little as they drove.

He smiled softly as she sang, his ears having missed her melodious voice. He would've sung along with her, but he didn't keep up with a lot of today's music. After she dozed off, he would periodically glance over at her, maybe brush his fingers over her cheeks, and grin. It was going to be nice having someone else in the house for a while.

"Ami~ .. Ami, wake up .. we're home..." he whispered, giving her a gentle nudge.

Her lashes fluttered slightly as she heard him calling her and she groaned a bit, finally turning to look up at him, then she realized she'd fallen asleep. 'Oh! Already? I .. I guess I was more tired than I thought. I'm sorry I didn't keep you company on the drive, daddy ..' she murmured, blushing gently.

"Already~? It's a fourty-five minute drive~" he explained with a soft laugh before leaning over to kiss Ami's cheek. "Well, I'm sure you can make it up to me over your break, eh~? We've lots of time to catch up," he continued before hauling her suitcase out of the backseat. "Gotta do yardwork tomorrow~" he said idly, his eyes scanning the front lawn.

"I'll help .. " promised Ami gently, slipping out of the car and walking to the door, smiling as she looked at her home. Their home. "You didn't rent out my room or anything, did you daddy?' she asked, winking playfully.

He chuckled softly as he locked the car and started up the driveway to the front door. "Of course not~ It's exactly like you left it .. I even put clean sheets on your bed and dusted a little~"

Giggling, she slipped the keys from his hand and opened the door, holding it open for him as he brought in her things. She paused just in the foyer and smiled softly. Home. It even smelled the same .. faintly of his cologne, as it always had. "You didn't have to do that daddy ... " she cooed, but her eyes sparkled. He'd always taken care of her. She missed him so.

He didn't say anything, instead he simply smiled and kissed his daughter's forehead as he passed her on his way to set her things down in her bedroom. Aside from his little girl being home, everything was exactly the same .. but he wondered how this homecoming must feel for her.

Damiana wandered the house a little, finally moving down the hall to her room, leaning against the door frame. She looked to the suitcase and frowned a bit. She should unpack, she thought. But she didn't want to just yet. "Daddy, I'm just gonna get a quick shower .. don't make anything -too- fancy, okay? You don't need to .. you know what I like." she purred, kissing his cheek as she grabbed some pajamas and a robe from the closet, and started down the hall towards the bathroom.

He could hear the water running in the back of house as he started to cook dinner. Something easy, he thought. It was so nice to have her home .. He got more lonesome sometimes than he'd like to admit, and he'd considered getting a pet except that he wasn't around enough during the day to take proper care of it. So it was his old records who kept him company on his days off work and Letterman and Craig Ferguson in the evenings.

The shower felt good. She'd been travelling most of the day .. a taxi to the city, then a train in to Boston to get the flight .. then hours in a plane. She scrubbed herself clean, and washed her hair twice. The scent of the shampoo even made her smile, and she stood for a long time just letting the water pour over her, finally shutting the shower off and taking a towel from the rack. Once she dried off she wrapped it around her hair, and pulled on the pale blue pajamas .. loose pants and a tank-top realy .. then wrapped her robe around herself and started back to the living room.

"Feel all better now? Travelling can make you feel dirty, huh?" he asked as he stirred something in a pan on the stove. "Dinner'll be ready in a sec .. " he said, smiling as his daughter came into view. "Everything's where you remember it if you wanna watch tv or something~"

She laughed and nodded. 'All those people crowded together.' she murmured, then winked at her father. 'I didn't imagine you'd rearranged the house while I was gone.' She peeked into the kitchen, then sauntered off towards the couch, turning on the television and flipping through the channels.

"What would you like to drink~?" he asked as he set their meal on plates and searched the dishwasher for clean glasses, not having to call out since the only thing separating the den from the kitchen was the countertop.

"Umm .. " she looked up at him, biting her lip. "Depends .. what're we having to eat?" she asked, batting her lashes in that way she had.

He smiled sheepishly, his entire demeanor softening at the way she looked at him. He wondered if the boys at her school were as crazy about her as he was, and it made him chuckle inwradly. "Soft corn tortillas with queso, hot sauce, onions, peppers, and diced chicken from some leftovers I needed to use~"

Her nose wrinkled up as she smiled and nodded. 'That sounds delicious. They don't make anything like that at school.' she purred happily. A taste of her father's home cooking was just what the doctor ordered. 'Don't suppose there's any soda in the fridge?'

"I put some in earlier today just for you~ I uh .. couldn't remember what your favourite was, so I got Coke, Dr. Pepper, and some bottles of root beer~" he explained as he went to set their food down at the dinner table. It's gunna feel good setting it for two~

Her giggle lifted musically, and she pulled her knees up, wrapping her arms around them. 'Dr. Pepper's perfect.' she trilled softly, blushing. 'They don't have that much up there .. there's a lot they don't have.' Like her father, she thought. She really missed him. It was so nice just to be home.

"They really don't have Dr. Pepper up north? I'd heard that for years and I never bothered to see if it was true~ Huh .. that's weird... seems popular enough to me~" he said idly as he grabbed a Dr. Pepper out of the fridge for Damiana and a bottle of root beer for himself. He caught a little flak from the guys at work since he didn't drink much or often, but it didn't bother him none. He teased them about cutting their wage or worse, but everyone knew he didn't mean it. He figured that's why everyone liked him so much and did poke some fun at him. "Come and get it, sweetheart~"

She smiled at that. Sweetheart. She missed hearing that. "Coming, daddy .." she cooed, slipping from the couch easilly, her bare feet padding across the floor. She joined him at the table, giggling when her stomach growled softly. "Eep! Guess I was hungrier than I thought!" she said as she blushed and sat down.

"Eat up, then .. I made a two dozen .. they're kinda small, I'm gunna try another brand..." he said as he ate an entire tortilla in one bite, his own ravenous hunger apparent to him now. He laughed softly as he tried in vain to keep the contents within from spilling, but it ran down his fingers and dripped onto his plate. With a series of odd sounds, he pointed to the napkin ring at the end of the table.

Damiana giggled as she watched with delight, and she reached for the napkins, grabbing a couple and hinding him a few. 'Some things never change .." she purred, moving to take a couple of tortillas, managing not much better, falling into a giggling fit. "This is so much better than cafeteria meals."

"You know .. when I was still in school, I actually liked the food they served in the cafeteria .. used to get a double order of chicken fried steak with potatoes and gravy every day... with chocolate milk and homemade cookies they'd sell right outside~ But, even so, that can't beat homecooked stuff..." he said as he licked his fingers clean and dried them off with the napkin he'd been handed. "I remember a lot of your favourite meals, but request aaaanything you want me to make and I'll cook it, what do you say?"

"They don't have chicken fried steak either. Lot of pizza, and burgers, and .. lots of pasta and stuff. Good .. but not like your cooking." murmured Ani softly, biting her lip. "But I will, daddy. Promise." she added, smiling sweetly at him. It struck her, as she looked at the man who'd raised her, how handsome he was. Even getting on in years, he was the best looking man she knew. She polished off her first tortilla, then a second, sipping the Dr Pepper slowly and sighing in contentment.

"I learned how to make a new kinda burger .. maybe I'll be able to grill outside this weekend if the weather's nice enough~ ... Man .. so hungry I'm shaking~ Was so busy getting everything ready I forgot to eat~" he said as he stuffed another tortilla into his mouth, washing it down with a swig of root beer. He covered his mouth politely to cover a burp before munching on another tortilla. "Lemme know if you need anything else, eh? So tell me about about school .. how're your grades gunna come out?"

"You forgot to eat? Daddy!" Ami scolded, giggling. Her own voracious appetite was, for the moment, assuaged, and she nibbled on a third less wolfishly. "Burgers sound good though .. " She trailed off as he asked about school, and giggled. "I've got all A's this semester." she murmured, blushing softly. Always an excellent student, she still blushed when she talked about it. "I didn't get much into the 'scene' you know. I was asked to rush a sorority next semester though. I'm not sure if I'm going to .. but it was nice to be asked."

He smiled warmly as he listened to her speak. Truly he'd been blessed, to have such a sweet daughter. Still, despite how gentle and kind she was, he wondered how she was faring with boys. He wouldn't ask, of course. He felt he'd been able to let go a lot easier than most fathers. Still, it was comforting to have her back. She still seemed to be the soft, gentle woman he'd watched board the plane a few months ago .. but he wondered if there wasn't something underneath her demeanor, and it made him feel .. odd. "I'm so proud of you, Ami~ And .. you do know that even if you weren't as bright as you are .. I'd still love you, right?" he asked, reaching across the table to take her hands in his own.

She wiped off her fingers before sliding her hands to grasp his, and smiled softly. 'I know daddy.' she cooed, looking to his eyes, and she bit her lip a moment. "But I want to do good in school, so I can take care of you someday." she added, squeezing his hands gently. She grew quiet then, watching him, wondering something. "Daddy? What're you thinking?" she asked.

"Careful, now~ I've got a good thirty years of good health ahead of me .. thirty-five, maybe even fourty if I'm real lucky~" he retorted playfully before sighing with contentment. "Oh~ just .. thinking how wonderful you are, sweetheart, and how proud and lucky I am to have you as my daughter~" he explained, her words rousing him from his other thoughts. She was so good to him. He knew she had career plans, life goals .. but it always came back to taking care of her father. He guessed it shouldn't surprise him as much as it did. After all, all they had was each other~

"Oh, I know. I'm not planning on losing you for a long long time." Her eyes got a little misty at that. She missed her mother .. probably not like he did. But it'd been hard when they'd lost her to such a sudden illness. "I'm lucky to have you too Daddy. After all .. you're all I have." she murmured, bringing a smile back to her lips.

 

[Zarafina]

Daddy's little girl. In a way, it hurt to think that it wouldn't always be like that, to not be the main man in her life anymore. Who would need him then? He pushed those thoughts aside for now. No use getting sad over the natural course of things. He leaned forward to kiss the hands he held in his own. "Would you mind doing dishes while I take a shower, sweety?"

Biting her lip lightly as she felt the gentle kiss, Damiana shook her head lightly. 'Of course not. Gotta earn my keep, right?' she replied with a playful wink.

He chuckled, knowing she already knew the answer to that. He stood up and took the plates to the kitchen when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
...
"No, remember? I picked up my daughter today..."
...
"Oh, come on~ You know the answer to that, s'why I picked you to fill in for me."
...
"Yeah, yeah~ You, too. Goodnight~"

After hanging up the phone he smiled gently at Ami. "Gunna go take a shower~" he said idly as he walked off toward the back of the house.

She tilted her head when she heard his side of the conversation, rising and heading into the kitchen. Before he headed to the bathroom she reached to touch his arm, kissing his cheek softly before moving to start cleaning up. 'Enjoy your shower, daddy ..' she purred, watching him walk away. She didn't even realize she was blushing as she turned to start washing the dishes.

Maybe all he needed was a cold shower. He figured living alone since she'd left for the semester had made him realize what he'd been missing. Perhaps simply having his daughter around the house was enough to take his mind off the intimacy he'd shared with her mother. He craned his head back after his hair was thoroughly soaked, letting the spray hit his throat and wash down his chest...

Damiana washed the dishes by hand. They had a dishwasher, but she felt like doing something with her hands would give her time to figure out why she felt so wierd. Being home was wonderful. It was amazing to be home with her father. But something was gnawing at her. She'd always been daddy's little girl. But she wasn't little anymore ... but she still craved his attention. As she scrubbed the dishes she found herself wondeing if he'd found himself a girlfriend .. and her cheeks flushed even more...

"We have a dishwasher, you know~" he said, opening the fridge for a bottle of water, of which he took a few swigs before putting it back. "Is it broken again?" he asked, walking over to inspect it. He still wore that same red-checkered robe Ami'd bought him for Christmas all those years ago. It was a little faded now, but just as durable.

She gasped when his voice roused her from her thoughts .. thoughts that had her cheeks a fair shade of pink. "Daddy! You scared me .." she giggled, then shook her head. 'No, it's fine. I just .. felt like washing them by hand. Been a long time since I got to do dishes.' she added, wiping her hands off as she let the water drain.

"Sorry~ didn't mean to ... Are you comfortable? You look kind of hot~ I can turn the air up a bit if you're warm .. " he said as he stood up from the dishwasher.

Lifting her hands to her cheeks she blinked, and then shook her head. 'Oh, no. I'm fine. Just .. maybe having my hands in hot water flushed me a little." she offered softly.

He nodded. "I see~ Well .. are you tired? Your bed's made, as you probably saw .. or we could find a movie to watch together, or I could help you unpack, unless you'd rather do that or something else by yourself. I know you were surrounded by people all day~"

"I'm not very tired .. I wouldn't mind a movie." she cooed sweetly, chewing on her lip a moment. "Got anything new? I haven't been paying attention, really."

"I got that new OnDemand service .. we can rent a movie that way~" he said with a shrug. "Haven't bought any movies in a while~" he continued as he went to sit down on the couch. "There's some neopolitan ice cream in the freeze if you want some~" he called out, leaning his head back on the couch to look into the kitchen.

"Oooh! Ice-cream? You -do- love me, daddy!" She opened the cupboard and started to get a dish. "You want some too?" she called back, smiling as she glanced over her shoulder at him.

"Of course I do!" he replied with a gentle laugh. "Just a scoop, I think. ... ...a generous scoop~"

Laughing once more, Damiana brought down a second dish .. then seemed to change her mind, and dished out a couple of scoops into one dish, grabbing two spoons from the drawr and padding out to the couch. "I figured we could share. We're good at that .." she purred, curling up against him.

He smiled tenderly at Ami as she sat down and he wrapped an arm around her as she snuggled close. "I suppose we are~ So!.. what do you wanna watch?" he asked as he scrolled through the list of available movies.

Sticking both spoons in the ice-cream, she looked up to the television, chewing her bottom lip thoughtfully. "Wasn't that actress you always liked in a new movie recently? Some silly romance thing?" she asked. "We could watch that .."

"Oh, yeah~ I think so .. lemme see~ ... ha! There it is~" He pushed the button to start the movie and reached for one of the spoons, though he offered the first bite to his daughter. "Welcome home, Ami~ I'm glad to have you back for a little while~"

Blinking a little, his little girl blushed as she took the offered bit, smiling happily as she savored the treat, then she leaned to kiss his cheek with her cold lips. "I'm glad to be home daddy. Really, very glad .." she murmured.

He smiled at the cold feeling on his lips, and he took a bite of ice cream for himself as the movie began to play. "Let me know if you need anything .. during the movie~" he offered.

Damiana nodded, snuggling against her father as the movie started, taking small bites of the icecream they shared. "Daddy? Who called?" she asked softly.

"Huh? Oh! .. Jack from work~ I chose him to take care of things while I take the next few days off~" he explained as the movie played.

Nodding slowly, Ami slipped one arm behind him, snuddling a little closer. She seemed relieved, almost. "You didn't have to do that you know .." she whispered. "But I'm glad you did ..."

"Oh, I think I did, darlin'~" was his response, leaning to kiss her temple as she drew closer. He took another bite of ice cream before resting his head on hers as she rested on his shoulder.

She said nothing to that, but the soft touch of her fingers along his back was an indication of just how happy she was. She'd have him to herself for a few days .. that would be really nice. She occasionally took small bites of icecream, seeming to really get into the movie.

He didn't say much after that, and whatever share of the ice cream was his probably melted in the bowl. Besides, it didn't seem right to eat something cold when you were holding something so warm.

He was so solid, beside her. So comforting. It felt nice to be close to him. Too nice, in fact. Ami began to feel a bit hot .. despite the ice-cream she'd been eating, and she shifted a little, bumping the dish of now melted goo, gasping as she felt something cold running onto her thigh.

"Are you all right, darling? What's wrong?" he asked, letting out an 'ahh' when he saw what'd happened. He chuckled softly. "Okay~ wait right here and I'll be back..." he said as he got up to get a one wet and one dry paper towel. ... Why'd her gasp make him tingle?

Blushing fiercely, Ami sat still, feeling the sticky melted ice-cream soaking through her pajama bottoms, but she nodded. 'I'm a bit of a klutz tonight I guess ..' she murmured softly, chewing her lip.

"We all have accidents~" he explained, offering a gentle smile as he came back to sit next to her, and without even thinking about it, he soaked up what parts of the melted cream he could, lightly scrubbed with the wet paper towel, and then tried to dry it off again with the dry piece of cloth.

Blinking a moment when she felt his hands on her thigh, Damiana told herself it wasn't a big deal. He was her father .. he'd changed her diapers for godness' sake. So .. why did this feel so strange? "Yeah .. I know. Just .. " she stammered softly, unable to hide the soft flush in her cheeks.

"You all right...?" he asked, turning away from her for a reason he couldn't quite place, or wasn't allowing himself to. "I could pause the movie if you wanna go change..."

"Yeah .. I'm .. I'm fine." murmured Ami softly, squirming a bit. "But .. no. I can just ..." She caught what she was about to say and blushed a little more. "I'm wearing my robe. I can just take off my bottoms." she finished, looking up to him, tilting her head curiously. 'You alright daddy?'

"Yeah~ I'm fine..." he said simply, hoping the dim lighting in the den hide his light flush. "I'm .. doing laundry tomorrow~ So if you have anything you needa throw in..."

She looked at him a long moment, trying to figure something out, then just nodded slowly. "Close your eyes." she demanded, in a voice that was far less childish than she intended .. there was a soft purr to it she hadn't expected, and it made her blush more.

He wanted to turn and face her, to see what she was up to .. but the tone in her voice made him afraid of what he'd see. Instead, he simply obeyed her command, able to quickly relax. This was just one of her old games, like they used to play .. It seemed natural enough that she'd do this after being away for so long.

She stood slowly, and turned her back to him, just in case. She wriggled out of the blue bottoms she'd been wearing, biting her lip and tossing them to one side of the couch, then wrapping her robe tightly around herself and tying it to keep herself modest. 'Alright daddy... all set now .."

He opened his eyes again to focus his attention back on the movie and he wrapped an arm around his daughter again. He realized he'd been holding his breath...

She curled against him again, relaxing once she felt his arm around her, and she turned back to pay attention to the movie. Eventually though .. her robe started to fall open ..

It took him a little while to notice, but as he felt the fabric loosen around her, he looked down out of reflex and instantly looked back to the television screen. His eyes were drawn to her, though .. and every so often his eyes would, against his will, glance down at her and then look away once more. He told himself that she was indeed a beautiful woman. A gorgeous woman, at that. Stunning. ... And when he realized that his thoughts were fixated on her apperance, he told himself that it was just the shock of not being alone for the first time in many months. And that she had inherited a lot of his wife's beauty. It didn't mean anything accept that she would have a lot of suitors...

Ami shifted a little as the movie came closer to the end, and it bared a lot of leg. At one point she relized this .. but she felt a little awkward. on the one hand .. she was all but naked in front of her father .. but on the other hand .. she didn't see why that would matter. There was a little nagging voice in the back of her head telling her she should cover up... but the truth was, she didn't want to. She convinced herself he wouldn't care, anyway. They were father and daughter, after all. It wasn't like he'd ever want her that way .. or like she wanted him to. Right?

"Aren't you cold?" he said with the hint of a laugh as he took notice of how much leg she was exposing. "I could get you a blanket or something..." he offered, swallowing as lightly as he could.

He did notice. And a part of her .. a part she tried to ignore .. liked it. He was the only man to ever really notice her. "I .. umm .." she stammered softly. ".. I'm fine, really." she finally managed, tugging the robe a little more closed. It didn't stay that way though.

He thought about making a comment about her robe, laugh a little .. but he felt it wouldn't do any good. "You uh .. like the movie? I thought it was pretty good .. I may go to bed..." he said all at once.

Blinking, Ami bit her lip softly. "I .. yeah, it was good." she murmured softly. "Daddy .. are you alright?' she asked, twisting to look up at him, resting her chin on his shoulder.

He turned to kiss her forehead lightly, smiling a bit. "I'm fine, honey .. just tired after a long day, you know?"

Closing her eyes softly, she slipped both her arms around him, hugging tightly. "It has been a long day. Maybe we .. should go to sleep ..." she offered softly. She didn't want to though. She suddenly couldn't bear to be away from him.

"I promise we'll spend the next few days together before I have to go back to work, okay?" he said with a smile as his wrapped his arms around her as well, returning the tight embrace.

Ami buried her face into his neck then, and she nodded lightly. 'Okay daddy ...' she whispered softly. 'I'm really glad to be home, you know. I don't like being so far away ..'

"Oh, Ami, I'm so glad you're home, too~ Seems I just can't tell you how much I missed you ... Sweet dreams, okay? I love you~" he answered, kissing her cheek and then her forehead before standing up. "I'll see you in the morning~"

"Okay daddy. Sweet dreams to you, too." purred the beauty his daughter had become, watching him as he stood up. She smiled as she stood up, eyes lingering on his form through the robe as he walked away .. and the thoughts that struck her suddenly made her blush deeply.

He briefly glanced into his daughter's room as he passed it in the hall, smiling for a moment before heading into his own room around the corner at the back of the house. After shutting the door he let out a sigh as he derobed and crawled into bed. Just the shock of seeing her after so long, is all .. And she's too lovely for her own good~ She's her mother to thank for that~

 

[Zarafina]

Damiana slipped into her bedroom after a while, and slipped the robe off, leaving her only in panties and her tank top. She sighed, sitting down on the bed, looking to the door for a long moment. What was it about being near her father that had her all flustered? This was as bad as the crush she'd had on her Calculus professor .. though that hadn't lasted long. No .. this wasn't like that. She shook her head and slipped into her bed, sighing softly. "I love you, daddy .." she murmured softly, looking to the door she'd left cracked .. as she always did.

He tossed and turned, but sleep wouldn't find him. And he was drenched in sweat. Must be this damn down comforter, he thought as he flung it aside. Sitting up and dangling his legs over the edge of the bed, he sat for a moment before leaving his room to get a drink of water. As he passed Ami's room he stopped, peering into the crack. He couldn't see anything since it was so dark, but somehow that made him want to look even more .. knowing that she was just inside, just out of sight .. out of reach. He shook his had suddenly and went to get his drink, swallowing a few swigs from the same bottle of water before putting it back. He also washed his face and hands, drying them on one of the dish towels his wife had sewed years ago. On his way back, he stopped again, staring into the small opening in the doorway. This time his brow creased in annoyance and he went swiftly back to his room. You're lonesome .. Call that girl you hired as a favour for Jack .. you said you would... I'm just excited to have her home is all, I missed her .. You were staring at her open robe! It's a reflex thing! Whatever .. I just need to sleep...

Damiana slept fitfully at best. More than once she woke in a confused state, glancing to the door. Her dreams had been .. strange. And she felt an all-too-familiar ache .. a desire she couldn't find a reason for. And in her thoughts .. constantly .. was her father. Ami sighed and hugged a pillow close to herself, nuzzling into it. "Daddy .." she whimpered softly, beginning to sob into the pillow.

His eyes opened immediately. The ability to know when your child is in danger or upset never truly goes away, no matter how grown up they are. He could hear his daughter crying in her room, so he slipped on a pair of boxers and his robe to go tend to her. "Ami .. " he said softly, gently nuding the door open, allowing what light there was to filter into the room. "Ami, what's wrong...?" he called out with concern as he went to sit on the side of her bed.

She couldn't help the tears, though she didn't know why. But when she heard him in the hall she tried to quiet them .. to no avail. Then he was there, sitting on the edge of the bed, and she abandoned the pillow to climb into his lap, sobbing into his shoulder. "I .. I missed you daddy. I really missed you. I don't wanna go back .. I don't wanna .. leave you again."

"Oh~ baby .. " he cooed softly, nuzzling at her cheek and kissing it tenderly. "I understand how you feel~ This was your first time away from home ever .. out on your own, you know? But you'll get used to it in time, I promise..." he tried to reassure her, his arms rubbing gently along her back.

Sniffling softly, Ami shook her head a little. 'I don't think so. I didn't like it at all, daddy.' she whispered softly. 'I know you want me to go to a good school ... but I'd rather be here with you.' Her voice was strained, her body trembling a little, trying to hold back her tears.

"Baby, I want you to do whatever makes you happy .. Dartmouth isn't going to be what makes you successful, your own initiative is going to do that..." he replied, gently petting her hair as he held her close. "I'm sorry you didn't like it .. If I'd known I would've made time to come visit you..."

The beauty sniffled softly, pressing into his chest as if she could melt into him. "I .. was afraid to tell you daddy. I didn't want you to be disappointed." she admitted. That would break her heart, really, for him to be disappointed in her. She tried to ignore the sudden ache deep in her belly that had begun as she felt him holding her. It was getting stronger though, and Ami realized in sudden horror that she was getting turned on. By being held by her father ...

"Oh, sweetheart .. honey .. I'll never be disappointed in you~ There's nothing about you I would change for anything~" he explained in an effort to console her. He kissed her cheek again. "I love you very much and I'm so very proud of you .. and I always will..." he whispered. "And there's nothing you can't talk to me about~ I'm here for you for anything you need..."

She fell silent, shifting restlessly, biting her lip and nodding a little. She seemed to be considering something, chewing lightly on her lip. "Daddy? How come you haven't found anyone else?" she asked fnally, her voice very soft... almost shy.

"Oh ... ...I dunno~" he said at first as he started to rock her gently, as if wanting to avoid the subject. "When you were younger, I didn't look .. because it still hurt, obviously~ And I was afraid you might think I was trying to replace your mother, or a lot of other reasons you may not've liked her, reasons I can't think of at the moment..." he continued, pausing for a second before speaking again. "And now, I sorta figure I'm too old~ That train boarded at the station and departed a few years ago~"

He quickly added, "And I wanted to make sure you were okay throughout all of it .. I felt like I couldn't take care of you like a father should if I was pursuing another relationship..."

"You're not old." She insisted firmly. 'You're still young. And you're definitely handsome ..." She blushed at that, hiding her face, biting her lip. Her fingers drifted within his robe slowly, her touch featherlight. "Do .. you want .. " She found she couldn't finish the thought .. mainly because she was afraid of the answer.

"That's sweet if you to say so .. but slowly and surely, I'm getting more grey in my hair .. I won't argue with you that I'm handsome, though .. " he said with a nervous chuckle. He did not think much of her reaching within his robe. Just the way her hands fell, he assumed. He also assumed (or perhaps forced his mind to think) what the end of her unasked question was going to be. "I don't know~ Maybe .. if I can find a woman that suits both of us..."

Damiana's fingers lightly caressed his chest. She didn't realize she was doing it, at first. She nodded slowly, biting her lip a little harder. 'No one will ever be like mama ...' she whispered, voice tight with emotion.

"No, sweety .. I don't think there ever will be~ You're all that's left of her beauty~" he replied, kissing her cheek again as a strong surge of emotion gripped his chest. It was still hard sometimes, talking about her. He also came to the grim realization of something else that was hard .. almost. For a brief moment his breathing increased, but he hoped to her it just seemed like he was about to cry. Calm down, jeez .. It's explainable~ She looks so much like her, right? She's sitting in your lap .. and it's .. been a while... She's not some kind of sick replacement .. I cherish her like nobody else...

Her fingertips gripped his side lightly, and she peeked up as she heard the soft intake, the quickening of his breathing .. so much like her own. She became all too aware of the heat between her thighs, and it made her squirm. This was her father .. she shouldn't be feeling like this. But on the other hand .. she loved him.

"Can .. I get you anything...?" he asked gently, hoping against hope that either she wanted something he could go and get, or that he could control the sudden arousal that had gripped him.

Damiana shook her head lightly, and slipped both arms around him tightly. 'Stay with me?" she asks meekly. 'I .. I ...' She found herself unable to speak, unable to think. 'I .. feel funny, daddy .. '

"Funny?" he asked, returning her embrace. "Like, disoriented~ That's normal, I guess .. Right when you're getting used to living in a dorm, you're sent back here to get reacquainted..." he tried explaining, but he leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. "But, yeah .. of course, lovely~ I'll stay with you tonight if it'll make you feel better..."

"No .. daddy .. not .. " whispered his little girl, squirming a little. She calmed down a bit when he agreed to stay with her, and she looked up at him, her eyes flashing softly .. a heat in them that would be unmistakable .. though she didn't truly understand it. Or .. didn't want to.

He felt that same tightness gripping his chest again, his breathing became more labored. "Ami..." he whispered, swallowing hard. That look in her eyes .. just like her mothers, yet unique to her. It turned him on .. his daughter looking at him like that, and there was no way he could hide his erection now. Not through a simple robe and boxers...

She felt it. She realized what it meant. And she didn't pull away. "Daddy .." she whispered, still gazing up at him, her fingers slowly caressing hims chest.

Fighting this should've been easy. Or so he'd thought. No matter how aroused, or how long you'd gone without sex .. one would think it would be easy not to give in to your own daughter. Not so .. as he'd just found out. She was smart .. she would stop this if she didn't want it-- Stop it .. stop putting all of it on her ... "Ami..." he breathed, unable to help himself now as he placed a gentle, loving, and altogether unfatherly kiss upon his daughter's pouting lips.

The soft touch of his lips drew a whimper from Ami that soon became a low, gentle moan, the sweet girl .. now a young woman in fact .. reaching one hand to caress her father's cheek. She'd been anxious all night, tense, unable to be still. Now though .. feeling his lips on hers, feeling his body so close .. she calmed, and let him kiss her. And kissed him back, urgently.

All of the nagging doubts, the warning sirens blaring in his head .. all of it fell on deaf ears. He couldn't help himself, and honestly, he didn't want to even if he could .. Suddenly, whether out of lustful logic of a true, loving feeling, he felt this had been the answer all along .. he just didn't know what the question was until now. It seemed so simple now, holding her and kissing her as he was .. She was too sweet, too gentle .. too perfect .. to be given to somebody else. Who else would appreciate and love her as he did? He shuddered and moaned in response to the sound she made when their lips first met, and he wanted to speak .. to tell her that it was okay, that he loved her, and would never hurt her .. A part of him knew that she already knew this .. but another part, selfishly, kept quiet lest she change her mind...

Damiana was so sure this should feel wrong. But in his arms, in the arms of the man that had raised her, cared for her, protected her since she was born .. this felt altogether right. Boys had tempted her at school .. but none of them ever made her feel like this. And as she kissed him, as he held her, she realized she couldn't ever love anyone as she loved him. She needed him .. always had.

Timidly, his tongue traced along the edges of her lips, as if afraid of shying away the delicate creature he held in his arms, despite the strong yet caring embrace he'd always held her with since she was a baby... "Ami .. " he breathed against her lips, his hands trembling as they felt along her back. "I .. I .. ..." he trailed off~

She moaned softly, feeling the soft touch, her lips parting in immediate reaction. Her thoughts still struggled .. a lingering doubt all too easily overpowered by the desire she couldn't deny. "Daddy ..' she whsipered to him, her fingertips shaking as she caressed his cheek. She looked into his eyes then, and nodded lightly. 'Daddy .. yes ..' she cooed.

Daddy .. Oh how he suddenly loved being called that, though not for the same reason that word is usually used in a situation like this. The look in her eyes, the way she nodded, the sound of her voice .. it was unmistakable that she wanted this .. as did he. A pleading moan escaped his lips then as he slipped his tongue into his daughter's mouth, his first true taste of forbidden fruit... and it made him shudder.

She was a shy girl .. but she had been kissed before. As she felt his tongue within her mouth her body reacted easily, her own tongue tangling lightly with his, and she groaned softly. This kiss was different for her. Tender and needy all at once .. and she began to pull her father closer.

He had to pace himself .. he wasn't sure how 'far' she'd gone with a boy before, but he didn't want to rush things either way. He wanted to be gentle and caring, comforting... It was hard, though .. He'd gone years without a woman's touch, something that would've killed him twenty years ago in his prime. There was that, and .. the taboo nature of what they were doing excited him greatly. "I love you, Ami .. I love you so much .. I can't-- I can't tell you..." he whispered hoarsely, suddenly surprised to find that tears were streaming down his cheeks.

Ami was surprised too, and looked up at him with worry in her eyes. 'Daddy ..?' she whispered, biting her lip nervously. 'I .. I ... I love you too daddy ..' she whispered, trembling and pressing closer to him. "Daddy .. I'm not scared .. I .." She stammered sweetly, reaching to wipe his tears away. 'I .. want to be your little girl daddy .. always ...'

It didn't take him long to regain his composure, it never did. "You will be, Ami~ You'll always be my sweet, little girl..." he replied, sighing with what might be relief as he pulled her close against him for another kiss .. more passionate this time...

Her eyes shone brightly at that, the beauty pressing into his embrace, her kiss less timid this time, a little more daring. She trembled, her arms wrapping him in an embrace, close enough he could feel the rapic pace of her heart.

With one hand he supported her in his lap and his other snaked up her side, around her chest and slender neck to finally rest on her face, his thumb stroking across her cheek as his fingers needily ran through her hair. "You're trembling .. " he noted, his tone somewhat playful, though not far behind was the tone of a loving father willing to do anything for his angel.

Ami blinked a little, giggling at his words, and she nodded slowly. 'I .. I'm .. nervous, daddy ..' she admitted. 'I .. you're .. the first ..' she added even softer, leaning to kiss him again.

A part of him felt proud then, that he was his daughter's first .. but that also caused his heart to race at the realization of what that entailed, of what was about to happen. He couldn't for the life of him think of something to say to that, so instead he gently trailed his hand down one side of her neck as his lips kissed down the other..

Her lashes fluttered as she felt his touch caressing down her skin, and she moaned softly once more, licking her lips lightly. She arched a little, her slender fingers sliding over his chest, her touch getting to know her father in a way most would find sickening. But to Ami, it was natural. It was necessary. She needed him.

Whatever skeletons he was keeping in his closet, whatever classified information he kept sealed away in his mind meant nothing. This was now his deepest, darkest secret. The reprecussions of his actions, if they were ever discovered, would be devastating. Yet he didn't stop. He wanted her badly, needed his daughter in the worst way. As he gently tilted her head back by her chin with his thumb, his other fingers tenderly curling around the back of her swan-like neck, he wondered if he'd always found it as enticing as he did now. Lovingly he placed his lips to the middle of her throat, a needy moan humming against her skin.

His touch elicited a powerful reaction in her, her fingertips trembling against his chest, the lovely beauty baring her throat to her father's kisses. She whimpered once, but it was a sound of pleasure, of a desire so powerful she barely understood it. "Daddy ..." she gasped, her voice thick with emotion. With hunger. She began to try to open his robe a little more, her uncertainty evident .. she didn't know what to do .. but that she had to do something she was sure of.

"Ami .. " was his instinctive response, his voice tight in his throat. He realized then what was driving him forward. Love, not lust, had gripped him. He was hungry, yes .. perhaps ravenously so .. but the swelling in his chest was much stronger than the swelling in his loins. He shifted his shoulders some, trying to let Damiana move his robe with greater ease, though he still kept his arms around his daughter to give her support.

Her touch was timid, shy and gentle, her fingers soft as they slid over his bare chest. She blinked, gasping sweetly when his lips slid across her throat, and bit her bottom lip softly. Her heart beat faster in her chest, her pulse almost dizzying her. She'd had crushes before. She'd even lusted for boys before. It was only natural .. but this was different. She loved her father so deeply .. it was only natural that such a love fuel such a desire.

Gently, tenderly, his teeth bite into her flesh, his body shivering as he tasted her skin. The arm around the small of her back slowly crept up her back, underneath her blue tank-top, fingers trailing every so slowly up her spine. Another tremble. Never had he thought of touching his daughter in such an intimate way, but now the idea dominated his senses.

The touch sliding along her back, over her spine made Ami smile, her eyes drifting closed again, though her lips parted in a soft sigh. She shifted lightly, squirming now. She was truly inexperienced .. but being in his arms felt perfect. It felt right. It felt .. nice. 'Daddy ... I love you ...'

"Oh, Ami~ I love you, too .. You're such a wonderful daughter..." he whispered against her skin, both of his hands trailing up and down her sides now underneath her pajama top, slowly lifting it upward, higher and higher. He hoped he remembered enough to guide her gently through this, that he still remembered how to touch another woman. A woman .. when had he noticed that his little girl had grown up?

Reluctant though she was to release him, Damiana lifted her arms slowly, letting him pull the tank top over her head slowly, her torso left naked for him then. And indeed, she had grown up. She had womanly curves now .. her breasts were soft orbs, her nipples already firm with desire, heaving slowly with her quickened breaths.

For a moment, he held her at length, his eyes roaming her form as he took her in. Truly, she was beautiful, as her mother had been. But, he took comfort knowing in his heart that it was his daughter he was seeing in front of him and not something to fill a void. His arms wrapped around her then, their bodies pressing together as he stole a deep, longing kiss from her lips. Again he shivered as he felt the flesh of his flesh against him.

Her eyes sparkled with nervousness as she saw him watching her. What was he thinking? She feared he might stop this .. that he might suddenly feel it too wrong. Then his arms were around her, enfolding her, and she trembled. She loved him .. and he loved her. And it was only right for them to seek eachother's company. Her lips parted gently against his, her tongue timidly tasting his lips, and her fingers slid slowly along his sides and to his back, pulling herself closer to his strong body.

As he supported her with one arm, his other hand began to tease along the lining of her pajama bottoms, gently tugging at the fabric without actually pulling them down much. He captured her tongue gently, carefully with his teeth and lips, sucking softly on the tip and flicking his tongue across it. He was still her father, right? Yes, he knew he was .. He wondered, actually, if anything had really changed...

She giggled softly as she felt his teeth grasping her tongue and she drew back a moment, looking to him with a sweet smile before returning to the kiss. She wriggled again .. the heat within her growing stronger .. a comforting warmth making her restless in his arms.

He smiled widely at her giggle and as she returned to the kiss, he drew her pants down around her bottom (her wriggling aiding him), which drew a moan from his mouth. She was so sweet .. so lovely a vision.

Feeling her bottoms being drawn away Ami gasped, her breasts rising against his chest, and she pulled back again, gazing up at him with a sweet smile. So loving, she was. She adored him. Always had. And he really was handsome. He looked distinguised. And was impossibly charming. Much better than the boys at college. She was so very truly in love with him, and the idea of it filled her with joy.

He gasped as her breasts pressed to his chest and he slowly tugged her pajama bottoms completely off, shivering yet again as her bare legs touched his own. His hands slid slowly up her torso to lightly (perhaps a bit nervously) cup her breasts, gently kneading them in his palms. He was realizing more and more just how much she had indeed grown.

Her breath caught in her chest as she felt his warm hands on her breasts for the first time and she found herself stunned by the sensation. She shifted as her body was more fully bared to him, shifting to sit on her knees, feet under her soft bottom, looking to her doting father with a shy, sweet smile.

"Do you know how beautiful you are, sweetheart~?" he asked, his tone lighter than it had been, as if he was relaxing more into the idea of making love to his daughter. His hands continued to massage her breasts, taking great care to be as gentle as he could. So soft, he thought, .. oh god how is this happening?

Damiana blushed at his words, and she shook her head demurely. She'd been told, of course. All her life people had said she was pretty. Almost the spitting image of her mother. Even he had told her how lovely she was. But that had been different than now. Now .. there was something in his voice. It was a father's pride, true. But it was more than that .. and she found she liked it. "Do you really think so Daddy?" she purred. As she asked that she found herself breathless .. it mattered more than ever for her to know.

"I do, darling .. you're a very beautiful woman~" her father whispered, his arms leaving her breasts to pull Ami into another embrace, his lips claiming her neck again. Of course she was beautiful physically, but he meant more than that. Her voice, her mannerisms, her shy nature .. all of the things that once brought a tender smile to his lips were now the things that drove him wild.

"Oh daddy ..." she mewled, her voice sweet and soft and yearning. Ami felt his lips moving slowly along her neck and she arched instinctively, baring herself to him, needing him to touch her. She should say something .. she worried still he would find this wrong somehow. But in this moment, she couldn't.

One hand trailed back to her breast as the other slid down her back to cup her bottom, his teeth connecting once again with her skin, moaning with desire and need. It was still an inward battle between his own need and his wanting to go at his daughter's pace.

She would give herself to him. She would let him sate himself if it was what he wanted. She loved her father that much. She wriggled in his hand, her smooth bottom sliding against his palm, and her own soft cry joined the moan he muffled against her throat.

 

[Zarafina]

He realized then (as if he'd forget .. ) that he was her father .. it was his duty to teach and instruct her... He leaned up to kiss her softly. "Lie down, Damiana .. " he cooed lovingly.

She met his kiss softly, fingertips caressing his cheek, and her eyes sparkled with love. "Yes Daddy ..." she purred, and she stretched her legs out slowly, shifting to lay back in the big double bed that had always been hers. Her hair flowed over her pillow and she looked up at her father with wonderment in her eyes. This was real. It wasn't a dream. OR if it was .. she hoped she never woke up.

That look in her eyes had never changed even now. He knew that she'd only ever had eyes for him. "Oh god .. " he whispered breathlessly as he braced himself over his daughter, unable to help himself as he kissed her deeply.

Ami's hands lifted tentatively to slide around his chest when she felt his lips upon hers. She kissed him back softly, all but purring against his lips, the sound happy. It was true, after all. She'd always wanted nothing more than her father's love .. she just didn't realize she could have his love this way.

His hands began to explore her body then, passing over her breasts, her stomach, fingers teasing along her thighs. And his lips made his way down her body, past her collarbone to her breasts, his tongue swirling around the erect nipple before placing his mouth wholly around her breast.

She moaned, the sound foreign to her ears, but his touch could bring no other reaction. She'd always felt this warmth when she'd been close to him. Only .. now .. she knew why she had felt this way. "Daddy .." she moaned as his fingers slid along her soft thighs, arching and mewling gently when his tongue teased her nipple. She was loving this .. she'd never wanted the boys she knew as much as she wanted her father.

Every time she moaned he shivered; never had he dared to think that it would be him who drew forth such delightful sounds. As he trailed his mouth to her other breast, his fingers teased lightly at the fabric of her panties. He wasn't sure about the early years after her mother's death, but he knew the reason why he hadn't found anyone else after she'd gotten older .. he'd always wanted her.

Ami's hips rocked gently as she felt his fingers brushing over her panties, the soft silky fabric growing damp where it covered her sex. She gasped, sliding her fingertips along his back to brush through his salt-and-pepper hair, breathing a soft cry of delight into the air.

That soft cry made him rise up to kiss her again, as if to catch the sound for himself. The hand that teased her sex ran between her legs and around to her bottom to pry the undergarment from her body. He swallowed as he felt the dampness on his fingertips.

She pulled him down as he kissed her, fingers at the back of his head holding him close. She way shy, but she knew what she wanted. Kissing him made her head swim, made her heart race. Her thighs opened as his hand slid between them and she mewled again, feeling him pulling the last shred of modesty away. She lifted her hips, helping him pull away the girly garment, blushing deeply as his fingertips drifted over her then bared sex.

It did not take long for his fingers to become slick as he rubbed her, his tongue still dancing with hers. This was like nothing he'd ever felt before; at once gentle and overpowering. Slowly he worked a finger within her passage, taking great care not to accidentally harm her. He wondered only for a split second if he deserved this .. his answer being yes, he did, more than anyone else.

His touch was maddening in so many ways, but Ami only moved her hips against his hand, moaning as she kissed him, her tongue growing a little bolder and tangling with her father's. When his fingertips parted her petals she gasped, the sensation so different ... she'd touched herself of course. But this was not the same, not at all. She shook beneath him, gasping quickly when his finger began to explore within her sex.

He pushed his finger a little further inside, rubbing her inner walls gently before withdrawing it to rub over her sensitive pearl. Still, there was something telling him to stop, that this was wrong .. but ignoring that voice was somehow .. arousing. He gasped lightly as her tongue fought back against his and he smiled widely. He loved her so much ..

She shook when his finger teased her tender clit, her body feeling as though shocked from that simple touch. Ami felt her skin flush, her need for him increasing. It was wrong to want her father this way. She knew .. but she didn't care. She did want him. And she loved him more than anyone. She knew that mattered more than anything else. She loved him. She wnted to give that love to him ..

He broke the kiss then, gasping as if for lack of air. His rested his hand on her thigh now, holding her legs apart as he kissed down her stomach, coming quickly to her sex. He wanted to taste his daughter... The thought made him tremble~

"Daddy .. oh god .." moaned his beautiful daughter, her fingers falling to the sheets beneath her, and she let her thighs part wider as his kisses moved over her breasts, down her stomach, over her navel and closer still to her sex. She groaned, biting her lips. 'Daddy .. what .. are you ...'

His other hand fell to her other thigh, helping to keep them parted. He answered her by slowly running his tongue over her clit, sucking it into his mouth before letting his tongue explore and taste her pussy. A low and delightful moan emanated from deep within his chest as her taste flooded his mouth and her scent invaded his nose.

Her eyes went wide as she felt his tongue moving over her clit, her hips shuddering wildly then. "Oh daddy .." she cried, biting her lip, twisting restlessly as she felt him suckling softly on the swollen bundle of flesh and nerves. "Daddy .. oh god .. that feels good daddy .. ' she moaned, her toes curling. She whimpered a little when he moved to lap at her opening, wanting more, but even that made her head swim and she could only moan for him, squirming in her hunger.

"Shush, baby~" he cooed teasingly, very unlike the fatherly way he used to say it. In truth, he did not want her silence herself .. but he was taking great pleasure in making his daughter writhe. He placed his lips around her pearl of flesh, suckling eagerly as he slowly pushed a finger within her again.

Damiana pouted softly, and squirmed even more, biting her lip to try and stifle her moaning cries. It didn't do much good, however, her body delighting in her father's loving touch. She gasped when his finger entered her once more and her hips stilled, then began to move gently, wanting more.

He slowly moved his finger in time with the gentle movements of her hips, his tongue running along her clit with the same rhythym. He wondered how long she'd last .. and for that matter, how long he'd be able to resist sating himself .. her cries were so inviting.

Her eyes closed, her body flushed and damp with perspiration, Ami whimpering weakly as she felt her daddy's finger working within her pussy's tight grasp. Nothing she'd ever done had felt like this .. so wonderful. So perfect. 'Daddy ...' she moaned, rocking against his mouth and hand, knowing from the swimmy feeling in her head she was close to cumming.

He gently added another finger to the one already within her grasp, the speed of his fingers slowly increasing as he sucked and licked at her sex. He wanted to push her over the edge, to witness his daughter's release. He felt his length tingling at the thought of watching her squirm and hearing her cry out.

"... oh daddy .. daddy .." screamed his beautiful daughter as she felt his fingers stretching her, his tongue lashing at her throbbing pearl. It was far too late for this to stop. Far too late for them to pretend they didn't want this. Damiana screamed suddenly, feeling his fingers pressing at the barrier that betrayed her innocence remained .. at least physically, and her body shook with the force of a sudden climax. Her body arched and her hips shook, thighs quaking as a heated flow of her nectar soaked his hand.

Her screams only made him want more. He withdrew his fingers so his tongue could have full access to the wetness flowing from her sex, his tongue lapping eagerly. He chuckled softly and smiled with delight. He pictured how this would look like from the outside .. a father holding her daughter's legs back as he brought her to climax with his mouth. He shuddered as he felt his arousal growing at the thought. "mmm~ Ami..." he said breathlessly against her velvet folds, still swallowing her nectar.

Ami's head swam. Her blood rushed in her ears. She felt like she was going to explode .. or pass out .. or both. She panted raggedly, feeling her daddy's mouth hungrily devouring her sex, drinking the honey of her pleasure. Her body began to calm slowly, though feeling him between her thighs still kept her squirming.

After drinking his fill from his daughter's chalice, he moved to brace himself over his daughter with one arm as the other gently wrapped around her. "I love you .. " he said with soft affirmation, leaning to kiss her with a gentle earnestness.

Ami blinked slowly, looking up to her beloved father .. kissing his lips that still tasted of her pleasure, and she giggled sweetly, fingertips reaching up to touch his cheek.

Her giggle drew forth a chuckle of his own and he leaned his forehead against hers, their noses nuzzling. "You have the cutest little laugh~" he said sweetly, tickling underneath her chin.

She smiled and squirmed a little, fingertips still caressing his face slowly. "I love you daddy." she murmured, eyes sparkling softly. "I really do want to be with you .. always ..."

"We will be, darling .. I'll always be with you~" he reassured her, planting kisses on her cheeks and lips. "How are you feeling, lovely~?"

She calmed a little, with the feeling of his mouth and hand removed from her sex. But there was something still within her. A wanting. A desire. "I .. I feel good daddy .. dizzy a little and .. hot. But .. ' She blushed deeply then. She was lying naked in her bed, her father kissing her, touching her .. and he smelled of her pleasure. '.. it's a good feeling.'

"Good .. " he replied, leaning to the side to nibble on her ear. "I'm glad .. I want you to feel good..." he whispered. God .. he could barely contain himself. The slick feeling of Ami's perspiring skin made it easy for his hands to glide along her flesh, exploring the curves of of her body.

Her lashes fluttered then, Ami's body shifting against him, his touch seeming to rekindle the desire that had, for the moment, abated. 'Daddy ..?' she began softly, her voice a bit shaky. 'I want you to feel good too, Daddy.'

 

[Zarafina]

He shuddered again, the sound of her voice enough to arouse him further. "Ami .. " he said nervously, his breathing labored as his body trembled. "God, Ami .. sweetheart..." He already knew there was no going back, but hurting her had frozen him, keeping him from going forward.

Ami smiled softly and leaned up to press her lips to her father's, her face glowing with the love that she's always held for him. "Daddy ... it's okay. I .. I want to ...' she whispered shyly.

He nodded wordlessly as their lips connected. Slowly, he lowered himself, his length sliding into the daughter that it had helped conceive until it pressed against her barrier .. and then with one swift thrust he buried himself to the hip.

Her hands gripped his sides as she felt his cock entering her, his beauty's tightness slick from her arousal and from the climax she'd already had. She grimaced though, feeling him moving against the flesh that kept her pure .. the screamed as she felt his length sinking deeply within her, tearing that last trace of childhood. She whimpered, the sudden pain making her tense beneath him, but she didn't struggle, or push him away. She clung to him, arms tightening around his torso, trying desperately to ignore the pain.

He frowned and planted tender kisses all over her face, shushing and comforting her .. this time in the way he'd done when she was little and scrapped a knee or fallen off her bike. His arms held her close as she adjusted to his girth, kissing and nuzzling at her cheeks.

Her breathing slowed after a little while and she lifted her gaze to her father, licking her lips and then leaning up to kiss his. 'It's okay daddy. I'm .. okay ..' she tries to assure him. She shifts a little and gasps, feeling his cock sliding gently within her pussy's tight grasp, moaning and letting her head fall back against the pillow once more.

"Take your time, sweetheart .. I won't be ready until you are .. " he responded, his head dipping down to tenderly kiss at his daughter's neck when she leans her head back. The sensation was overpowering .. was there something wrong with him? With her? Had those first years of grief planted this seed? He shook his head lightly. No .. this was right. He was making love to the only woman he'd loved besides his wife. Still .. his -daughter- .. his little girl. Something about that .. it made him want to sate himself like an animal. But he wouldn't dare hurt her for his own lust .. even if when he looked into her eyes, he felt she would let him if that's what he wanted.

She felt his lips on her throat and Ami couldn't stifle the soft moan. She felt him, inside her. Stretching her body around him .. he was big. Strong. He'd always protected her. Taken care of her. made her feel special. Was that why she wanted him? No. She loved her father. More than anything. That's what being lovers was supposed to be about, right? So why shouldn't she want to be more than his daughter, if he wanted it too?

When she moaned, he slowly lifted his torso, withdrawing his length a ways before carefully easing it back in, gauging her reaction. For now, until she was comfortable .. this was about her. His own pleasure could wait as long as it took.

Damiana's lashes fluttered gently, the beauty reaching again to hold him, fingers curling against his sides, biting her lip as she felt his shaft sliding within her tight sex, her walls gripping him with every gentle movement. 'Daddy ...' she moaned softly, looking up to his face, her eyes bright, that adoring, loving expression returned as the pain finally faded away. 'Daddy .. I love you ...'

"Oh, darlin' .. I love you, too ... god I love you so much..." he panted as he began moving at a more earnest pace, though he stayed wary of her reactions to his movements. He lowered his head to capture her mouth, his eyes closing as he hungrily kissed his daughter in a very unfatherly way. He had to .. he knew he'd lose it if he kept staring into that face .. those eyes...

One arm wrapped around his waist, the other trailed her fingers over his chest, sliding them into his hair as she kissed him back, her tongue tangling with a little more daring now. She had ceased being afraid to show him how much she loved him. It felt right. He wanted her too, and that alone fueled her.

It'd been too long since he'd been intimate with a woman, he'd forgotten how much he needed it. His daughter's less timid kisses, her fingers in his hair, made him hot .. the prospect of seeing another side of his little girl excited him. After he was sure her pain had truly gone away, he began moving his hips wantonly, hissing and gasping with pleasure.

Her moans were growing louder, soft mewling sounds muffled into the kiss as she moved slightly beneath him. It was awkward though, her body's shifting, as if she wouldn't quite dicide what to do. She finally wrapped one leg around his, sirt of letting his movements guide hers, her heated sex slick with her desire, letting her fathers cock move more easily within her.

One of his arms moved to the small of her back, gently arching her back as his other arm held the leg she wrapped around his in place. He raised his head to look upon Ami with a mix of love and lust in his dark brown eyes. His chest heaved with haggard, uneven breaths as he pumped his daughter's pussy.

That slight movement, that gently change of position drew a sudden thick moan from Ami's lips, and she shuddered, feeling the head of his cock brushing a place within her sex that made her cry out suddenly, her eyes wide. She gasped when her daddy's cock moved again, teasing her more and more, and she gripped his back, mewling softly. 'Oh daddy .. oh god .." she cried, her boddy shaking with her building need.

He increased the speed of his thrusts, her moans and cries driving him forward. He called her name over and over in between his groans and gasps, feeling his abdomen become tighter and tighter. He could barely contain his lust as he watched his daughter writhe and cry out beneath him.

Ami shook beneath him, her body reveling in the feeling as her father fucked her .. made love to her. It wasn't just the sex .. it was the ultimate expression of love, for her. She suspected for him too. 'Daddy .. i'm.. oh daddy ..!' she cried, feeling her body tensing again, the feeling familiar now .. though this time it was a bit stronger .. and came upon her faster still.

"That's good, darling .. that's good .. " he panted, suddenly trying to decide what he was going to do when he had to release .. He lowered his head, their lips just inches apart. "I want you to feel good .. I want you to cum for your daddy..." he whispered hoarsely, losing himself to his lust and the taboo nature of their relationship.

"I love you .. " purred Ami as she lifted her lips to kiss him, whispering against them in a lust-thickened purr. 'For you, daddy .. always .. only .. for you ..' It was a promise .. almost an oath. Her heart was already his, after all .. now .. so would the rest of her be. She groaned, feeling her pussy slenching around his thick cock, and the moan became a sudden cry. She screamed in delight as she felt another orgasm wash over her, her body trying to pull him impossibly deeper.

It was as if she'd made the decision for him .. and deep down it's the one he wanted to make. He groaned loudly into Ami's mouth as her lips captured his as he felt himself pulled deeper within her sex. He continued thrusting for a few moments more, burying himself deeper and trying to reach deeper still until the tightness in his abdomen shot through his cock, releasing himself into his daughter's pussy. He held himself inside as best he could as he filled Ami with his warmth, a grunt accompanying each of his cock's spasms. Perhaps it was because he'd gone for so, so long without a women .. or because of how terribly arousing it was to love his daughter in such a forbidden way .. either way, his orgasm was large as wave after wave of pleasure passed through his body and into his little girl.

She continued to moan and cry into his kiss, her tongue dancing and twining with his, her fingers gripping his back and the back ofhis head tightly as she felt plesaure coursing through every inch of her. The added heat of her fathers seed flooding her womb drew a started gasp, but it was what she wnted. What she needed. She pulled his hips against hers with the leg she'd wrapped around him, and let her body revel in the feeling, panting raggedly until the heat began to abate.

He moved his hips weakly after his pleasure began to subside for but a moment until he collapsed atop his daughter, kissing her needily but the hunger was replaced with something more loving, before going to rest his head against her bosom. He could hear his heart beating wildly in his chest and feel the sweat dripping from his hair and face onto her chest. His arms wrapped weakly around her body, trying to hold her as close as he could. A tired, tender smile graced his lips. He was so in love...

She felt him sinking on top of her and her arms moved around him, holding him close, her fingertips drifting over his shoulders, into his hand, caressing wherever she could reach. Her mind was a blur .. she had just given her virginity to her father. And she didn't feel bad at all. Sure .. it was something others would never understand. But she knew he did. That was enough. She leaned her head up to nuzzle at the top of his head, the gesture so incredibly loving and affectionate. She smiled, and closed her eyes for a moment. She was in love with her father. So very in love.

Tired though he was, he already felt reinvigorated. He knew when it was time for him to go back to work he'd want to, that he would get out of bed for reasons other than because it was 'time to get up'. This is what he needed. With a light groan, he crawled up Ami's bed and snuggled up next to her, drawing her into his arms. "Ami .. I can't think .. very well at the moment~ My head is, is swimming~ I know this isn't a dream .. but this is real, isn't it? When I wake up tomorrow .. I'll be able to offer myself to you and you won't think it's wrong?" he asked, kissing her forehead as one hand played with her hair and the other caressed her cheek.

"No, daddy .. I .. I won't think it's wrong." whispers his daughter, his little girl curling against him with a happy sigh. 'I love you. I've always loved you.' she continued, giggling as she nuzzled into her father's gentle touch. 'That's why I could never date .. no boys .. well .. they were never you.' she murmured.

"That's why .. I never dated again, either~ I just didn't fully understand why until tonight..." he replied softly, every so softly kissing her lips. "I love you so much, and I can't even put into words how wonderful you are~ .. and I want you to be mine..."

"I am yours daddy .. I've always been yours. And I always will be .." whispers Damiana as she snuggles closer to her father''s much larger frame, head turned to kiss him back ever so lightly. 'Even if we can't .. well .. ' She blushes then, biting her lip, and trailing off.

"Even if we can't .. ?" he asked, trying to coax the answer from Ami, having been intrigued by her blush. Still, his heart swelled with joy at hearing his daughter's words, that she would be his.

Her blush grew darker and she hid her face in his chest a moment, kissing there lightly, unable to contain her affection. 'We can't .. well .. we can't really go out and .. be together .. can we?'

"I don't see why not .. " he replied with optimism. "Who would suspect us...?" he asked, grinning as she kissed his chest.

Ami nibbled her lip lightly. 'But .. people would know I'm your .. daughter ..' she whispered, sliding her fingertips along his hip, unable to get enough of him right now.

"Yes~ But that's all they would know .. as long as we kept our affections light~" he explained, arching lightly into her touch. "Although .. would you hold it against me if I stole a kiss when nobody was looking~?" he asked playfully.

Shaking her head, Damiana giggled and pressed against her father, her eyes sparkling as she looked to his face. "Of course not daddy. Though .. it might make it .. harder to .. pretend ...'

He lightly kissed her forehead. "Perhaps that'd be part of the fun~ But don't worry, my darling .. We'll be able to go out and have fun together..." he reassured, his own eyes meeting her sparkling gaze. "You're so gorgeous..." he said, almost as if the words had slipped.

Nibbling on her lip at the reassurance, Ami blinked and then blushed heatedly at the compliment. 'You really think so daddy?' she asked softly.

"I do .. " he replied simply, resting his forehead against hers. "I'd elaborate if it weren't for the fear that it'd make me want to ravish you again~"

Another soft giggle bubbled up in her, and she slid her fingertips along his side. 'I'm not sure I'd complain, daddy ...' she admitted.

"hmm~ well, perhaps we'll see .. " he replied playfully before kissing her cheek. "I .. I want to know .. what you thought .. how you enjoyed it~ And if you .. have questions~" he stammered, sheepish all of a sudden.

Her fingers lifted to brush the place he just kissed, and she smiled sweetly, snuggling against him. 'I .. liked it ...' she murmured softly, grown shy again. '.. I .. didn't know what to expect. I'd heard girls talk about it .. about what their boyfriends .. did...' she murmured. She gew a little restless then, thighs gently pressing together.

He nuzzled into the top of her head, kissing lightly as his arms held her close. "I'm glad we shared our pleasure together .. " he stated softly, noticing how she pressed her thighs together. "What sorts of things did they talk about?" he asked curiously, hoping that maybe that would get her to ask questions. He knew there were many things he could teach her, many things he would (he shivered at the thought) love to do .. but he wanted to know what interested her. She always fascinated him so...

"Well .. the things they liked." whispered his little girl .. not so little, really, not any more. No longer innocent at least. "Like .. when you .. you licked me. They .. talked about that. I had no idea it felt so good.' she continued. '.. it sounded like it'd just be weird but .. it was .. ' She shivered, and kissed his chest softly. 'It felt really good, daddy. So did you .. being inside me .. '

He smiled gently as he planted a series of kisses from her neck to her forehead. "That's good .. I want you to tell me what feels good to you .. " he said softly, the thought of discussing sexual acts, of listening to her describe what she enjoyed enciting his arousal again, as was evident in his slowly rising erection; though he payed it little attention at the moment.

Ami licked her lips lightly, seeming to grow a little nervous. She'd barely been able to handle 'the talk' with him when she was in school .. it was just as difficult now. 'I .. I like being touched ... down there ..' she stammered softly.

He leaned down to steal a kiss from his beauty as he very lightly placed a hand over her sex, rubbing as gently as he could. "Here~?" he asked rhetorically.

She trilled into the kiss, the soft, delighted sound becoming a soft moan as she felt his warm fingers gently caressing her sex, her petals still swollen and tender from her first time. "Y-yes .. there .. daddy .." she whispered, biting her lip.

He withdrew his fingers then, deciding he didn't want to overstimulate her. That did not stop him from deepening his kiss, however, and he once again captured her tongue between his lips.

Her breathing had already quickened, hre breasts moving against his chest, Ami's soft lips parting when she felt him seeking to deepen the kiss.

When her lips parted, he kissed her hungrily, sighing as her breasts pressed to his chest. He just couldn't get enough of his lovely daughter .. his fingers went back to her thighs, though for now they simple traced up and down from her knee to her hip.

Ami wrapped her arms around him tightly, drawing herself even closer, and she moaned softly into the kiss. Her tongue tangled with his, tasting him .. and still tasting herself. She shivered a little and pressed into his chest, breaking off the kiss eventually and gazeing into his eyes.

His hand left her thighs as the kiss ended, going to rest on her cheek as he returned her gaze with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes. He was hers just as much as she was his ..

She nuzzled into his touch, though she felt her eyes getting heavy, and she murmured softly. 'Are .. we sleeping in my bed daddy .. or .. or yours?'

"Let's go to mine~" he said sweetly, standing up before scooping his daughter into her arms, leaning to kiss her lips one more time. "S'a little bigger~ and the mattress is better suited for an old man like me .. " he explained playfully as he carried Ami's nude form off to his room.

Ami couldn't have been happier. Staying in her bed would have been nice. Her bed was hers, it was comfortable. But being taken to his bed .. to his room .. being brought into that sanctuary .. it brought tears to his daughters eyes, and she nuzzles into his shoulder. 'I love you daddy ..' she cooed softly.

"I love you, too, Damiana .. " he whispered back, kissing her forehead as he gently tucked her into his bed before crawling in himself. His fatigue was twofold now .. the weight of the day had pressed down on him hard, but tonight had drained him in more ways than one. Tonight felt like the end of something .. and he knew that when he awoke, it would be the beginning of something new.

As he lay besides her Damiana snuggled close, unwilling to be apart from him. She draped one arm over his chest, laying her head on his shoulder, and kissed his neck softly before closing her eyes. 'Goodnight, daddy. Sweet dreams.' she purred sleepily.

"Sweet dreams, my darling .. I love you~" he whispered, already half asleep, though that did not diminish the value of those words and he reactively hugged her close.