Single Father! (Frieza X Reader)

Night

Feeling a hand press gently on your cheek, you look at Frieza. Your eyes wide, your heart pounding. As you stood there frozen like a rock, all you could do was have a mental breakdown. Doing your best to compose yourself internally, you forced yourself to speak.

"W-what is it Lord Frieza?" You managed to stutter out.

No response. All he did was look at you intensely. His gaze shifting to your painted lips. Moving his hand softly down your face his thumb traced over your lower lip.

Screaming internally, you felt yourself getting a bit lightheaded. Was it the alcohol, or was it the close proximity of Frieza that caused the lightheaded feeling?

Before, you could react, Frieza leaned in closer. His scent wafting to you, an earthy smell of sandalwood with a hint of something else you couldn't recognize. It was intoxicating. Using his free hand he places it on your hip to keep you in place. Your hands find their way on his chest, lightly tracing the cloth. As you began to slowly close your eyes, you whispered his name once more.

Before you could even process, you felt a pair of warm lips on yours. Not wanting this to end, you savored the moment. Hoping that this was no dream, but in fact reality.

Pulling away to breath, you gasped lightly. Face flushed, and breathing heavily.

"M-my Lord-" You gasped lightly.

Leaning close to your ear, Frieza whispers to you.

"Call me by my name."

"F-Frieza..."

"Good girl~" Frieza whispered as he nipped on your neck.

Jolting at the sudden contact, you let out a light yelp as you clutched his clothes tightly. Feeling the heat more, you grew faint. Unable to stand any longer, your knees bucked. Making you fall closer to Frieza's embrace. Holding you close, Frieza stops nipping your neck and looks at you.

"I believe thats enough teasing for today (f/n). Anymore and you'll be reduced to a puddle." He chuckled lightly.

Picking you up with ease, you wrapped your arms around his neck. Nuzzling close to his neck, you began to lull yourself to sleep. As your eyes fluttered close, the last thing you remembered was the smell of sandalwood and warm sensation on your forehead.

"Goodnight (f/n)..."