William had been home by chance, and boy was he thankful. He watched two of his three kids saunter into the living room, catching a glimpse of Michael making scary faces at Evan, before he walks down the hallway to the room at the end. He knocks, but opens the door anyway, not even waiting for a reply. Peering inside, he catches Elizabeth, his beloved daughter, still in bed, sniffling up a storm. Furrowing his eyebrows, he padded across the room.
"Princess, why aren't you up and dressed?" He questioned, sickening sweet. He absolutely adored his daughter, she was his pride and joy. Big, green doe eyes glanced up at him, her nose was red and runny and she had a pout on her quivering bottom lip. "Daddy, I dont feel good.. My tummy hurts and my head hurts and my throat hurts and-- and." William shushed her, placing the back of his hand lightly against her forehead. "Ah, a fever." He sighed, "I guess you'll have to stay home today. I'll go tell Michael to tell the school." He went to leave, before pausing and looking back at his dear daughter, a grin on his face; "Dont worry, Princess. Daddy will take good care of you"
After returning from telling Michael and Evan about Elizabeth and sending them off together, he sighed. Searching through their medicine cabinet, he could already feel his mind race with exhilaration. He'd be home alone with Elizabeth, while she was high on medication. He could feel his pants tighten on his crotch as he thought about it. How he could play with her sick little body. She'd just pass it off and a fever dream and move on. Clutching onto the sink, he huffed.
He couldn't get ahead of himself, first he has to take care of her. Get her fed, and give her some medicine so she's not worse off. Although, her throwing up would be a turn on for him, it'd upset her, which isn't what he wants... currently. He grabbed a bottle of medication from the cabinet, reading how much he should give her, and then doubled the dose. Heading back to the kitchen, he made a cup of soup for her. He was an engineer, not a chef, so he felt as though this was good enough.
He headed back down the hallway once more, opening the door. He caught sight of her trying to change clothes. Her chest was bare, and she looked incredibly dazed already. It was clear she sweat through her original pajamas, and was just trying to get something cooler on. William's eyes traced over her for a moment. Gracing over her puffy nipples and her chubby tummy, her plush body would feel good under his hands.
"Daddy.. help, I'm so warm.." she panted, and whined softly. He shuffled across the room, setting the tray down on her bedside table, before going to her. He helped her slip on her light pink nightie. It was sheer, showing her red panties through the thin fabric. Helping her back into bed, he shakily sighed. "Let's get some medicine into you.." He picked up the cap, filled to the brim with a little over double the amount she was supposed to take. Elizabeth carefully took it when he held it out to her, and sipped it all into her mouth. William's eyes trailed over her glistening lips, and down to her throat as she swallowed. She mumbled a quiet "Icky" to herself, lifting her eyes to look at her dad. William nodded to himself, picking up the mug and carefully spooning some soup into her mouth.
He fed her a few bites, and watched as she yawned. "Papa, I'm sleepy.." she mumbled, lifting a soft hand to rub her eye, trying to free herself from the drowsiness. William let out a shaky breath, before nodding. "Lay down, get some rest" He stood from the side of her bed, and picked up the tray. Elizabeth nodded and laid down. As William walked towards the door, he could hear her soft snores. Instead of leaving the room, he set the tray down on the floor by the door, and carefully padded over to the bed once again. He carefully planned his next moves eyes trained on her chest, watching it rise and fall with each breath. Carefully pulling her comforter down, exposing her plush body, covered delicately with her nightgown. He couldn't help but see her as a gift, needing to be unwrapped. Running his calloused fingers up her leg, he hooked his fingers under the hem of the gown. Exhaling softly, he pulled it up carefully, letting it rest right above her panties. Carefully dipping his knee into the side of the bed, watching her to make sure she didn't stir awake, he leaned more into the bed and climbed up.
Hovering over her sleeping form, he set his hands down on her thighs. Massaging the plush flesh under his fingers, he felt how soft and perfect her body was. "My princess.. My sweet girl. Perfect in every way." He breathed sharply through his nose, before hooking his hand under her thigh, pulling her leg up at an angle. He watcher how her panties shifted with the movement, exposing more of her little pussy lips. He slid his hand up her thigh, and brushed rough fingers over her covered slit. Resting his hand on her mound, he placed his thumb on her clothed clit, and started rubbing in light circles. She lightly stirred, a breathy moan escaping her lips as he pressed down harder on her clit. He watched as a wet spot started to form on her panties.
"Dirty girl.. Getting off to daddy touching you in such a way." He inhaled, groaning. "No one else will ever be able to touch you like this. Mine.. you're all mine." Exhaling heavily as he shifted lower onto the bed. Hunching over, and nudging his nose against her mound, he breathed in her soft scent. She smelt of the peaches and crème lotion he'd gotten for her, and a hint if sweat. Savory, delicious. He guided his tongue over her thigh, before dragging it along the moist cloth of her panties.
"You taste angelic, sweetheart. Better than your whore mother. Daddy will make sure your princess parts are taken care of with love." He licked over the wet spot once more, "You're not big enough to give me a baby, but one day you may bare a child for me.." He groaned quietly, latching onto the cloth protecting her cunnie, suckling the juices from the fabric. His eyes trained on her her chest, as her breathing picked up. Soft moans slipped past her lips as she shifted her legs, trying to squeeze them together. "Papa.." she whined out, breathlessly. He feels the blood rush to his cock. Sitting up, he unbuckles his belt, and slipped it from around his waist.
He holds it in his hands for a moment, before taking her hands and tying her up at the wrist. Her body was so soft, like putty in his hands. He laid her hands down, to rest against her tummy, as he hooks his hands under her thighs once more, lifting them up and bending her, so he could slip her panties off, one handed. Staring down at her puffy, virgin pussy, he basically drooled. Holding her legs up in place with one hand, he used his free hand to unzip his pants, slipping them down under his cock, letting it spring free from its prison.
Wrapping a hand around the base of his cock, he gently tugged at it, groaning. Letting go of his cock, watching it pulse, angrily red, he wished he could just sink it into her tiny hole in one move, and realistically he could try, but he wanted it to feel good. He wanted her to moan and cum as he used her hole. She was his princess after all, she deserved to clench around his cock like a whore. Guiding his hand down her bare thigh, he cupped her butt cheek, spreading it from the other. He eyed her puckered hole, gently rubbing his thumb over it. He'd have to use it another time, he needs to fuck that little pussy first. Spreading her pussy lips apart with his forefinger and middle finger, he stared down at her little hole, watching as it twitched from the cold air.
Once again hunching over, he hooked her legs over his shoulders, and buried his face into her pussy, snuffing at her scent. He groaned, and trailed a long swipe of his tongue over her hole, latching onto her clit and sucking on it like there was no tomorrow. She squirmed and squeezed her thighs together, eyes opening partially as she whines, "Daddy.. feels funny.. ah." She bucks her hips, rolling them into the warmth of her fathers mouth. William sinks his tongue into her tiny hole, lapping at her walls and feeling her clench around his prodding appendage. "Papa.. papa.. ah" she made barely conscious noises.
William thrived knowing how she knew it was him making her feel good. Maybe she'd come looking for this pleasure again. Seeking him out, as her juices drop down her legs. He'll make her feel so good that she'll never be able to repeat it, always going to him to be fucked over and over again. He pulled his mouth away briefly, biting into her plush thigh beside his face, leaving angry indents in her soft flesh. "My princess. My toy.. Mine" He mumbles, and to his surprise, hears Elizabeth's sleep ridden voice call back, "Yours.." Pulling away once again, he sits up. He needed his cock inside her now. He saw his cock leaking pre, and he hissed.
Wrapping his hands around her hips he adjusted her into his lap, taking his cock by the base in one hand and teasing the entrance of her hole with the tip, smearing pre-cum over her waiting hole. Holding his cock steady, he rocked his hips forward carefully, letting the tip sink into her wet heat. He groaned, focusing his eyes on her face. Her eyes were hooded, and her lips were parted. She was awake, but he could tell by how she looked, that she was too far gone from the medicine to tell what was happening. She let out tiny sighs, drool forming at the corner of her mouth. He grunted, and slowly rolled his hips, burying his cock deeper, until he tip brushed against her cervix.
He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. She whined when he pulled away, so he returned his lips to hers, hastily kissing her, feeling how painfully she tries to keep up with him. Her little body was folded against his, with him hovering over her in such a way. Rocking his hips against her, he hummed in pleasure against her mouth. "Daddy.. feels good, daddy.. please" she whined into his mouth, bound hands griping at the front of his shirt. Grabbing onto the back of her thigh, he bent her leg so her knee was flush with her chest, and he slams his hips into her body. Pressing his cock roughly against her womb, and slamming into her tight heat with reckless abandon.
"My beautiful daughter, look at you, falling apart under me. Mine. All mine. You're all mine now." He panted, and groaned as she clenched around him. "You'd be so good to carry my babies. You'd never leave me" He humps her lithe body watching as she quivered and squirmed under him, her own body overwhelmed with sensations. Unable to moan properly, broken whines escaped her lips. Slamming his hips into her a final time, he empties his seed into her underdeveloped womb, knowing she can't carry his babies, yet. She whines loudly, her cunnie clenching around him milking his cock of its seed. "Perfect whore, milking me.." He brushed his hand over her tummy "One day you'll be round with my baby"
He sighed, and looked down at her. Her eyes had fluttered closed once more, and soft snores escaped her mouth as she was once again asleep. He carefully pulls out and watches cum leak out. Pulling his body away, he leans down, latching his mouth onto her abused cunnie. Slurping up any of the cum that dares to escape her perfect hole. Soon, he pulls away and finds her panties discarded on the side of the bed. Picking them up, he carefully slides them back on to her body, and fixes her nightie. Carefully climbing out of bed, he tucks his cock away and tugs his pants up. Looking at her, he reaches over and carefully unbuckles the belt binding her wrists, and unceremoniously sheathed it back into his belt loops. Padding across the floor to the door, he picked up the tray and carry's it out of the room to the kitchen.
That night, as he tucks Elizabeth into bed after a bath, she looks up at him, "Papa, I had the weirdest dream while I was sick today!" He raises an eyebrow, "Yeah?" She nods her head and her big doe eyes meet his: "It made my tummy feel all weird and you were there! and.. and.." she pouts, "I dont remember much, but I really liked it! I hope I can have it again!" She exclaims, before yawning. He speaks, smiling, as he tucks a stray hair behind her ear "Oh, I'm sure you will have it again.. I'll make sure of it" With that, he tucks her into bed and stands to leave the room. "Goodnight, Elizabeth" He soothes and she smiles at him, "Goodnight, Daddy!"
He leaves the room, grinning. She truly was his now