AN: Crossposted from AO3. Man, I'm just so sorry for this. I had a sudden revelation while deep diving the skull cavern, pulled an all-nighter writing this self-indulgent garbage, and now here we are. This is my first time ever writing smut, so I hope it's not too bad. It's rather fun writing around the topic so I might as well practice it.

Enjoy!

The man wasn't all too sure what had happened, what had led him to having you moaning and writhing beneath him, in the deepest floor of the Skull Cavern no less. Even so, he pounded into you with as much force as you wanted, balls deep into that increasingly tight cunt until he could hear those erotic noises you're making, paired with those wet, squelching sounds echoing in the cave.

You were quite the most interesting human being he had the fortune to meet. He'd been watching you since you first came to the valley, trying with all your might to save what's little left of that farm. You looked like such a fragile thing too; petite frame, small movements and what seemed to be a shy personality to boot.

Of course, as he has observed from all humans, you were no different. That shy personality is just a front for what you truly are; a devilishly adorable minx. The way you flirted and charmed all the single men and women of the valley, hell, even that phony wizard, he knew it was only a matter of time before you fell into his lap.

Although, he must confess, he can't help but feel a small tendril of pride. Out of all those people you so shamelessly wooed, he was the first one you come begging to, in which he happily obliged by pressing a passionate kiss on your lips, and shoving his fingers into your soaking wet pussy.

Mr. Qi allowed himself to smile nonchalantly as he gripped your waist and angled you in a way he could reach that spot again, the one that made you sob in pleasure multiple times, "Yes, yes, please, sir, right there—OOH!" If it weren't for your arms held over your head, secured tightly with his belt, he never would've known how breathtaking your breasts would look like when they bounce with each jerk of his hips.

"'Sir'?" He breathed, his grip tightening on your waist he's so sure it would bruise. "Whatever happened to 'daddy' ? Hm?" He instantly felt you twitch, and his smile grew wider. "Oh? So, you do like that." He relished that crimson blush tinting your cheeks, the way your mouth would open and close wordlessly, except for those lewd whimpers escaping your throat.

His own dick twitched at the sight of that. Fuck. "Well, come on now, sweetheart." You groaned at the pet name. He's the only one allowed to call you that. "Won't you call me daddy? Like how you fucked yourself with that toy in your bedroom?"

"You...you were...ah~ You were watching me?"

"Every single day."

The table creaked as he repeatedly thrusted into you, feeling his own orgasm coming if he kept this up. You came too many times since this encounter, but he wanted you to experience something explosive, something to send you over the edge, to remember this moment when you finally give someone that damn mermaid's pendant.

Realizing you didn't really respond to his request, he picked up the pace as his face loomed closer to you, lips dangerously dancing over yours. "Come on, sweetheart. Call me daddy, okay?" He repeated as he looked down at you with a smug grin.

Even so, the way you clenched at him at just the right time, forcing him to literally growl at your submissiveness, was enough of a response to his request, alongside the words "Daddy, please..! Please, daddy—ah!—please, oh god!" flooding out of your mouth.

Satisfied, his other hand rested on your stomach, as he repeatedly thumbed and flicked your clit. "Good girl." He merely said, as you twitched and suddenly, you came. Warmth pooled your insides as you shrieked and thrashed underneath him so desperately. He continued to fuck you through your orgasm, bringing your legs to wrap themselves around his waist as he pounded into you with the force of a raging bull. "Good girl, good fucking girl. Cum on daddy's cock, oh fuck—! " Mr. Qi moaned into your neck as he slammed into you for the final time, the both of you crying out loud at his release filling you up and coating your walls in white. He can feel you convulsing from the pleasure, as he observed your red face matted with sweat.

Slowly, he pumped a few more thrusts into you, making sure you sucked him dry, before pulling out and laying it to rest on your stomach. The both of you didn't say anything for a while, opting to catch your breath and calm yourselves down. At this point, Mr. Qi reached up and untied the belt. He then grasped your hands, uncharacteristically gentle, and kissed the bruises that were starting to form on your wrists.

You watched him solemnly, unaware that you were holding in your breath. "How...unusually kind of you." You teased. You were surprised that he has this side of him, among the many you've already seen.

His gaze flickered over to your face, just as you felt a smug grin graze your hand. "I've been nothing but kind to you. Of course, what's a little challenge along the way?" He replied proudly. You scoffed at that and turned your head to the side.

"Just know," He suddenly spoke, causing you to look back curiously. "When you've grown tired of your flings, when it doesn't work out and you're not satisfied," He flashed you a cool smirk.

"I'll be at the casino, waiting."