povs part T W O

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Daddy hands,, they were long.. They were sharp yet soft and gentle, easily able to slice through soft human skin. But.. They never would, instead they would skitter up you're back and down your arms. Landing into your hands, you both were slowly dancing in the moonlight.. On the top of a line roof, soft music playing from a few searchers as he would command. You'd both twirl and spin, his inky skin shimmering and shining. His tail spinning around with you both, he was in a long black tux, you in a small fancy dress. Why in a roof building you'd never know but you didn't care, it was quiet for once in a blue moon. He would place his large inky head onto your shoulder, purring softly as hands would trail back up your small soft fragile body. But he would protect you no matter the cost, no matter what it took he'd find you if you were taken. Now his hands were around your back, rubbing in between you- shoulder blades as he continued to lay his head on your shoulder.. He was.. Many things, he could be mean, even cold sometimes.. Yet, he could be so soft and loving at other times. He wasn't perfect but who is? Sure a set back or two, but when worst comes to worst your his first priority.. Hell maybe even his lover, but you weren't sure.. He was a drug Lord,, he could almost have anyone in the world.. But, he chose you. He chose you to spend his most special time with, this time here. In the moonlight.. Dancing.. With the most soft elegant music a demon could have without an angel being involved..

His hands, they slid down to your waist. Rubbing your sides softly with his thumbs, his head lifting up slowly as he placed a kiss on your cheek. You blushed a bit and kissed back, he would actually blush a tad before chucking gently under his breath. The music continuing as he'd dip you down, then slowly bringing you back up. You'd giggle and twirl around him before falling into his arms, you sigh happily as you feel how warm and comforting his arms were. Strong.. His hands much larger then you'res, but you'd never fear because he'd never hurt you. He'd protect you till he was dead, you'd never know why he chose you of all the people.. But he did, and for him it was a good choice. He liked you,, so small and adorable to him. Yet so strong willed and would fight back, made him what like you so much.. You wouldn't hesitate to put your foot down if something was wrong.. Or you just wanted it to go you're way,, but him loving you so much he'd let you do whatever you want.. Top him, pound you.. Whatever you wanted he'd grant with all he could. It was perfect.. Too perfect..

You wake up and it's about 8:15 in the morning.. You sigh as it was a Sunday and you just wanted to go back to bed, laying your head back down you hope the dream you were oh so sadly having would continue. Just so for a moment you can go back into this imaginary world, hugging your blanket/pillow as you thought about your large inky demon drug Lord.. His warm smile looking down onto your face.. His arms rapped around your small body lovingly... And his hands.. Daddy's hands they were long.. They were sharp yet soft and gentle.. And they were around you, holding you..

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