[This is a lemon/sin/smut (sexual content) also DDLG (Daddy Dom Little Girl) so if you aren't comfortable with one or both of those, please don't read this. Let me know in the comments what works and what doesn't. Any and all criticism is welcome, especially if there's anything you don't like. Let me know how I can improve my writing.]
You were enjoying a lazy night laying on the sofa and watching TV. (C/n), your girlfriend was in the other room, working on her homework. College was hard on her, she hardly ever seemed to have a day off. But living with her had at least made things easier for both of you. You heard the bedroom door click open, (c/n) wandered into the living room, looking...defeated.
She plopped down on the couch next to you, nuzzling into your chest as you instinctively put your arm around her. "You okay?" you asked, seeing how exhausted she was. (C/n) nodded silently, wrapping her arms around you tightly. Clearly, she was drained from all her homework. You both sat there quietly for a while, (c/n)'s muscles slowly relaxing.
"Daddy?" she mumbled, looking up at you. "I've been really stressed." (C/n) didn't often get into little-space that easily. Her (e/c) eyes were close to tears.
"I'm sorry, princess," you comforted, brushing your palm against her cheek. "You were working for a long time. Are you hungry at all?" (C/n) nodded. "Want daddy to get you something to eat?"
"Mm-hmm," (c/n) nodded faster. Adorable.
"Okay, babygirl," you smiled, kissing her on her forehead. "Let me go make you something, you just relax."
You went into the kitchen, thinking of something you could make quickly. Cereal? No, she should have something more filling. There's rice, but she probably wants more flavor than that. Suddenly, (c/n)'s arms wrapped around your waist. You hadn't even heard her walk into the kitchen.
"Do you need something, sweetie?" you asked over your shoulder. (C/n) shook her head. "...Do you want Spaghetti-Os?" Another head-shake. "What about mac and cheese?" (C/n) nodded then. You grabbed the mac and cheese off the shelf and tried to step away, quickly being deterred by (c/n) holding you in place. "Baby?" you reminded her. "I have to get to the stove."
(C/n) finally let you cook - but not without standing three feet away from you the entire time. You made a bowl for her and one for yourself before sitting back down on the sofa with her. (C/n) seemed to perk up slightly as she ate with you, leaning her head on your shoulder. Once you both finished eating, you checked if she was doing any better. "You okay, kitten?" (C/n) nodded with the spoon in her mouth, still not saying anything.
The poor girl, her professors were always working her too damn hard. You put your hand on the back of her head, earning a small noise out of her as you pet her. "I love you," you whispered, kissing her cheek.
"I love you too, daddy." She kissed your lips, leaning her head against yours. "Daddy?" she murmured. "Can we take a bath together?"
"Okay, princess," you chuckled. (C/n) giggled as you kissed her nose before heading to the bathroom to start running the water. It didn't take long for (c/n) to run in after you, excitedly waiting for the water to fill the tub. As the tub filled with bubbles, (c/n) quickly began undressing, making it difficult to keep your eyes off her body. (C/n) sat down in the front of the tub with her knees brought to her chest. You took off your clothes and stepped in behind her, the warm water rising up to your stomach.
You soaped up her back, massaging her shoulders as she let out soft moans of relief. "I'm sorry you've been worked so much, babygirl," you sighed.
