Stephen Curry Imagines {ON HOLD}

•Step Daddy• {R}

A/N ~ this one is incest between Stephen and his "step daughter" fucking, enjoy!

As I arrived home, I wondered what I got on my report card, since they came in today. "Y/N? Is that you?" my stepdad Stephen Curry asked walking downstairs. "Yeah, it's me." I said as I took my backpack off and threw it on my bed slipping my shoes off by the door. Stephen leant against my bedroom doorframe, startling me when I turned around. "We need to discuss something." he sounded serious before he pulled a paper out of his pocket. "Your report card came today." He opened the paper. Oh no. He started walking closer slowly. "I really gotta say, I'm disappointed in you. I mean 2 F's. Damn I never thought you would do that. And apparently you've been distracted in class. What's that about, Sweetheart?" he knew everything dammit.

Even though he's my stepdad, and I shouldn't think these things, I've always found him... attractive. Being an MVP NBA basketball player, only made him hotter. I've sneaked peeks at him when he's showering, I haven't seen anything except his perfectly toned muscles and abs. God were they ever so perfect. Mom is a doctor so she's normally always at work. Literally almost 24/7 she is working. But people are always sick and what she is doing is important. On the upside, it's normally always me and step daddy Stephen. For dinner, my basketball games and his. For everything. We have movie night once a week, to spend time together, in which I'm always sneaking looks at him. He hasn't noticed, and if he has he was damn good at not showing it.

"Hello?" he said waving his hand in front of my face. I just now realized we were both sitting on my bed. "Oh um sorry." I hadn't realized I zoned out again. He put his hand on my lower thigh. "Sweetheart, tell me what's wrong." he was being sincere. "I don't know it's just hard with mom always working and I can't sleep at night and this and that. I mean, you and basketball are really the only things keeping me sane."

I was also daydreaming... about him in class, but of course I wasn't going to say that to him. "Come here." he pulled me in for a hug. His large biceps and warm body keeping me safe. He pulled away.

"However, I still have to... punish you for  your grades." he sounded so hot. "How's that?" I asked seductively. "Well, I've noticed you've been a bad girl lately. Staring at me during movie nights, sneaking peeks of me in the shower. Not wearing underwear so that when you bend over I see it all when you wear a skirt. And the funny thing is, you think I haven't noticed." he somehow knew it all.

"I uh I-" I couldn't speak. He stood up in front of me. "Now tell me, Baby Girl," he walked closer placing his hands on either side of my legs and leaning over. "How ever shall I punish you?" I was going to play along. "I don't know, daddy." He only smirked. "Get your ass up, now." he grabbed my wrist and dragged me to his and mom's bedroom upstairs. His grip was tight before he pinned me against the now closed, and locked, bedroom door. "Oh Baby Girl, you have been so, so, naughty lately." he leant down in my ear pinning my wrists above my head. "I'm gonna make it so you can't walk, let's see how you manage with that huh?" God was he hot.

"Daddy, d-don't. Please." I was playing innocent. Yes, I've lost my virginity and shit. "Oh Baby Girl, I know you want this as much as I do. And so, I'm gonna give it you." he smirked. "Do I even have a choice?" I asked. "Not really no." he laughed. He kissed my neck softly, before easily finding my sweet spot, attacking the same spot harder. "Mhm." I let out a soft moan as I felt him smirk against my skin. He picked me up easily and threw me on the bed. "Now, since fucking you should be enjoyable on both parts, I'm going to give you a punishment option. Cum none, or cum 10 times." That sounded miserable.

"N-no! What? Please Stephen-" I froze. "What did you just call me?" his eyes were red with rage. "Y/N what the HELL did you just call me?" he was still pissed. "Daddy I'm so sorry, it just slipped. I was just scared." I truly was. "Baby Girl, it's your punishment?" he asked leaning back on the dresser. "Change the number to 5, then I'll pick." He walked over to me and put his hands on both my cheeks. "So, you gonna cum 5 times, or none?"