His Perfect Daughter

Chapter 40

*Thursday, July 4th, 2019. Set sometime in the afternoon.

"Hope...you cannot keep sleeping all day." Niklaus commented, reaching over her as he sat up, disheveling her hair.

"Easy for you to say." Hope grumbled against the pillow and pulling up the covers so he'd stop messing with her.

"I wasn't the one being provocative and from what I recall...you were perfectly content with the situation." Niklaus grinned. "Wanting a stallion from what I remember."

"Shut up. You're not helping. You're supposed to be comforting me." Hope groaned as she turned to face her father, looking up at him.

"And how do I go about doing that?" Niklaus probed.

"By letting me sleep all day." She asserted, turning the other way, and attempting to sleep again.

"You cannot keep sleeping all day. It's been two days since then. Whether that is prancing around the house or going out, you need to remain active." He remarked.

"Why can't I? There's nothing to do anyway." Hope rebuked. "Plus since when were you okay with me going out and about?" She vocalized, once again turning to face him.

"That is not an excuse. Sleeping all day as negative effects on the body. You might not be human, but you are also not dead nor the undead." Niklaus responded as he continued. "If you being....out and....about will motivate you to be active, then so be it." He hesitantly replied, pinching the bridge of his nose at the thought of it.

"Well today is the 4th of July! I have a lot of things in mind for us to do!" Hope chirped.

"Oh is that so?" Niklaus probed with subtle nervousness. "On second thought...we could stay at home. I'm sure we will come up with better things to do." He suggested.

"Oh yeah. Like what?" Hope sarcastically questioned, sitting up, and raising her eyebrow with a smirk.

"Well...let's see." Niklaus grinned as he took the opportunity to position himself between her legs.

"W-what! What are you doing dad!? Does two days ago not ring a bell?" Hope squealed, instinctively placing her palms against her father's dirty blond curls.

"You will live. It is quite therapeutic. For women that is. It helps with the inner walls." Niklaus stated nonchalantly.

"And how do you know this..." Hope questioned.

"How do you think." Niklaus remarked sarcastically.

"OOOH." Hope blurted. Now aware of the context; she blushed embarrassed. But at the same time she felt a tinge of jealousy due to how experienced he was and a bit of shame at how inexperienced she was.

"Now let's get to it, shall we?" He stated as he lowered his head and parted her legs a bit to keep them spread.

"Right." Hope nodded, unsure, as she softly grasped his dirty blond curls against her fingers.

Skipping ahead...

"Well?" Niklaus questioned in a husky breath, as he lifted his head up. He observed Hope's labored breathing as she lay there, staring up at the ceiling.

"T-thaht...was.." Hope began to speak after a few minutes of breathing, "just as amazing as the other time." She continued, "it's been awhile since we've done that. It is weird that the umm...the...release feels stronger? Like stronger than when it's sex?"

"No. I suppose you mean your orgasm. That's quite normal for most of the fairer sex. And I appreciate that love but now we have to put it to the test." Niklaus verbalized as he got up from his bed and stood there, licking his fingers.

"Yeah...that! Good to know." Hope nodded. He knows more about my body than I do. He really is like super experienced because this is definitely not a because I'm your "dad" sorta thing. How many women has he been with? I mean he is +2,000 years old so...."Aww. Well that ruined the fun." Hope pouted. As she turned to face him, a blush started to spread across her face.

"Hope..." Niklaus asserted.

I know that tone. He's going to fetch me instead if I don't move. "Okay okay. I'm getting up. Geez." Hope moaned as she swung her legs to sit at the edge of the bed. "Therapeutic my ass. It still hurts dad. Did you lie just to get a good taste of me?" Hope questioned with a grin.

"As much as I am addicted to your taste Hope, no. I wouldn't lie to you just to sneak in sexual advances unlike you." Niklaus remarked with a smirk. "It is not supposed to hurt as much. But you have to try moving first. Which you haven't tried." He gestured at her seated position, making his point.

"Oh hush! That was for a different reason since you had a different mindset before and you know it." Hope rolled her eyes. "Things like that helped me advance with you. You were so stubborn. I mean you still are but at least you're improving. We'd still be stuck in those denial stages." She voiced in annoyance as she began to attempt standing up.

"I was joking love." Niklaus scoffed. "You have to understand why from my perspective. It's much harder to face those challenges in my position." He stated as he watched her stand up, noticing how much pain she was in, and debating whether he should put a stop it or not.

"I know dad. I know. It still sucks. And it's annoying. But I know. I guess I have some stuff to improve too like being more patient with you." Hope confessed sympathetically as she focused on the conversation instead of the excruciating pain she was feeling. Every time she attempted to lift her feet, It felt like the cells inside her legs were dancing all over the place as if they were balls scattering. Along with this, she felt a sharp and burning sensation, but she continued to stand.

"Don't forget trusting me a bit more and not jumping to conclusions in such a hurry." Niklaus poked as he observed her, ready to catch her.

"Ugh. Yeah yeah. That too." Hope groaned in annoyance. The pain was subsiding a bit but she still felt a jolt of pain almost like an electricity current, every time she lifted her feet up to move. Hope turned slowly and faced her father. "Happy 4th handsome. But I'm hungry." She pouted, her stomach agreeing with her statement. Hope stretched her arms up and wrapped them around her father's neck. She gave him a light peck as she chanted the location spell. So glad I'm witch.

"I simply do not understand her." Niklaus furrowed his brows as he chuckled a bit at her strangeness.

"Like I said dad, you're not supposed to!" Hope shouted from downstairs.

"Oh love. All I have to do is relearn. I already know how every inch of your body responds to pleasure, much better than you do." Niklaus vocalized, vamping into the kitchen where he watched Hope cough up the food she stuffed into her mouth. He couldn't resist grinning.

"Seriously!" Hope blurted as a blush rapidly appeared on her face. "Now look what you did." She muttered.

"From what I recall, you did that." Niklaus pointed to the floor. He vamped in front of her and began licking her lips slowly with his tongue. "Better?"

"Y-you..y-your..such a tease." Hope softly moaned, feeling heated already. She sighed disappointingly, as his tongue parted ways with her lips.

"Well love...where do you think you got it from?" Niklaus smirked as he grabbed a blood bag from the freezer behind her. "Happy 4th, was it?" He whispered against her ear and walked out of the kitchen.

Ugh. I am so going to punish him one of these days. Hope scoffed.