daddy issues

Almost

His words ring in your ears. Stay with him? Spend the night? You can't help but feel like he's only asking because he wants to take advantage somehow, but he doesn't seem like the type. You trust him. You slowly nod and agree to spend the night.

Telling your mom is the last thing on your mind, especially since you left your phone at home anyway.

"Great, why don't I show you the guest room and you can go to sleep, okay?" He says softly.

Sleep? So he isn't trying to fuck you?

"Alright, okay... thank you," You say softly quietly.

He sits up and helps you to your feet before taking your hand and leading you down the hall. You notice how small your hand is holding his and it makes you blush. He opens the door to the guest room and it looks untouched. Minimal decor but it is nice for it being done by a man.

"Thank you" You repeat.

You sit down in the bed and he smiles at you.

"Don't worry about it, love." He says as he turns for the door. "I'll see you for breakfast" He adds with a smile before leaving you alone.

You look around the room and you sigh.

Alone

Great

You take your shoes and sweater off before getting under the covers. It's cold and the mattress isn't the softest thing ever, but it was still nice of him to let you stay over.

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After tossing and turning for what feels like hours, you get up and you walk out of the guest room. You look for the stairs and you go up them, hoping he's still awake. You don't know which door is the master bedroom, but only two are closed. You try and open the first one, but it's locked, so you try the second. It's open. You peek inside and you see him on his bed, lying down on his side. You can't tell if he's asleep, so you walk closer.

He hears you and he suddenly turns over and sees you.

"Y/n? What... um... what are you doing in here?" He asks as he sits up.

"I um... I couldn't sleep and I thought um... I thought I could stay in here... please" You say softly, practically begging him.

He smiles and he pats the space next to him.

"Come sit, little one," He says.

You do as he says, and you get into his bed with him. He almost immediately pulls you onto his lap and rubs your hips.

"You're a pretty girl. Did you know that? How pretty you are?" He asks, his fingers tracing circles on your thighs.

"Um... I didn't um... I thought I wasn't that pretty because I've never been asked out" You say nervously.

"Poor thing. Not one boy?" He asks.

"N-no..." You admit it again.

He sighs and he runs his hands up to your side. He looks up into your eyes.

"Sweetheart, am I allowed to touch you further?" He asks, wanting to get your consent for what he's about to do to you.

You nod.