Daddy's Princess (Darkiplier x Reader)

t h i r t e e n.

Your eyes met Dark's and you could see the lust burning in his eyes. Something about that sight excited you and made you want to bend to his will. It made you feel as if you would do anything for him.

Dark's large hands slowly slid down from your waist to your butt. He placed his lips on yours as you two shared a passionate kiss. He began to slightly get rougher and faster, causing the kiss to get heated. He slipped his tongue in your mouth as he lightly squeezed your butt. He pulled his lips away from yours and left hot kisses down your jawline and to your sweet spot on your neck. You bit your lip as your hands made their way to Dark's hair. You tugged slightly as he sucked and slightly bit your sweet spot, causing you to let out a low moan. The pleasure soon turned to pain and you winced as the pain finally registered in your brain. You pulled away and so did Dark. You noticed blood dribbling on his chin and realized he had drawn blood from your neck.

"Sorry, Princess. I got too carried away," Dark said as he wiped your blood from his lips. You accepted his apology. He awkwardly stood there before awkwardly turning towards the stove to turn the burner down as noodles boiled in a pot. You stood there speechless fot a moment, your core throbbing from arousal. You decided to wait in the living room until dinner to not distract Dark from cooking again.

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After another pleasurable meal, you helped Dark wash the dishes even though he protested. You suggested that the two of you watch a movie, and he agreed. He made his way into the living room and plopped down onto the sofa as you entered the room. You sat next to him and heard a deep growl emit from him.

"No," he growled, "sit here." He motioned to his lap and you rolled your eyes. Another growl filled your ears and caused you to shrink in fear. "Don't think I didn't see that. Sit here," his voice grew louder and more commanding. You quickly jumped up and sat down on his legs. "Scoot back, Princess." You slowly scooted back until your hips were directly on his. "There. That didn't need to be so complicated, " he said as he grabbed your wrist. "Next time you show attitude or take too long, you will be punished. And I will not go easy on you," his deep voice filled your ears and threatened to control your mind. You quickly nodded. "Yes, Daddy."

Satisfied, Dark finally let go of the tight grip he had on your wrist. You definitely would have bruises tomorrow. He picked a movie and the two of you watched it together. You ended up leaning back and resting your head on his shoulder. He began to run one of his hands through your hair and soon you were lulled to sleep.

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Everything was dark. You couldn't see anyhting. Suddenly, you felt as if you were falling. Your stomach dropped and your arms began to flail around you. You finally began to see faint images until you realized it was the town you grew up in. You were still falling and picking up speed. You spotted the movie theater and your stomach dropped as you realized what was going to happen.

"Oh no," you whispered underneath your breath before finally hitting the ground. You stood up, surprisingly not in any pain. You looked around and saw a crowd of people coming out of the theater. You swallowed, bracing yourself for another painful memory.

Instead of your mother, you saw Mark. He was running out of the theater and towards you. He gripped your shoulders firmly and seemed to stare into your soul. "Listen to me, (Y/N). You have to save yourself. Forget me, it's too late. But you still have a chance. Please, (Y/N), at least save yourself. He's not who he says he is and you know it. Just remember when he almost strangled you to de-" Mark was cut off by Dark slamming his fist into his jaw, sending him into the wall of the theater. Dark turned to you and pulled you into his chest, despite your protesting.

"Princess, remember what I told you. Those people are only here to hurt you. Just remember those men who attacked you and your mother. I'm here for you; you don't need anything else."

You squirmed out of his grip and slipped out of his arms as you ran to Mark's side. He was hunched over in the wall, clutching his ribs. You gently placed a hand on his arm and leaned in to see he was still breathing.

"(Y/N), p-please. Listen to me. Just save yourself. I couldn't bear to see you get anymore hurt."

Tears filled your eyes and you quickly blinked them away. You kissed Mark's cheek as you saw Dark approach you. He picked you up and carried you away. You punched and kicked, but to no use.

"When will you get it in your head that what they say is a lie? You need to heed my words. They are only here to hurt you. I am trying to protect you."

"You're a liar," you heard Mark yell out before letting out a round of deep coughs. Your heart ached and pained for him, but Dark's words rang in your head and told you to not believe him. His words told you not to trust Mark because he was manipulating you. You closed your eyes to not see Mark anymore. You took a deep breath and breathed Dark's scent in. His sweet smell filled your senses and calmed you. The scent made you feel relaxed, as if he was your opium.

Dark's chest rumbled as he spoke to you as he carried you bridal style with your arms around his neck. "Just trust me, Princess. I can take better care of you than anyone else." You nodded and snuggled into his chest.

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You woke up and realized you had craddled yourself into Dark's chest. Your hands lightly gripped his shirt. You were practically on top of him in the position the two of you were in on the couch. You glanced up to see his eyes closed. He looked so peaceful in his dreamy state. You pulled away from his chest and noticed that he stayed asleep instead of awaking from your movements. You slowly got off his lap and flinched as his head rolled to the side in his slumber. You quietly got up and walked to the bathroom. You shut the door and slowly sat on the floor. You ran a hand through your hair as you thought about your dream and everything that had happened. You remembered Mark getting thrown into the wall. You also remembered Dark carrying you away. Why could he calm you down? Shouldn't you have been afraid rather than relaxed? What effect did Dark have on you?