Daddy Charming is back!

PS.: If you happen to like Hook, I don't recommend you to read this, it's not very pleasant for him.


It is Emma and Killian's anniversary party.

Five years of marriage and Emma has nothing to complain about him. He's loving, caring, sweet and willing to do everything she wants. He is the perfect husband, the type of guy any woman would love to have as a life time partner. And Emma believes he is exactly that and she sort of loves him, but…

But since day one (to be perfectly honest since before they even met), Emma had someone else in her life and she had no willpower to give up on him. Sometimes she thinks she's some sort of pervert for cheating on her husband with her own father of all men in Storybrooke, but frankly she doesn't care at all, but things weren't like that in the beginning.

At first she tried with all her might to end this twisted relationship, mostly based on fantastic sex, she started with David weeks before she met Killian. Of course her mother had no idea about what used to happen on Thursday nights when they would start watching the football game waiting for her to go upstairs, leaving them all alone for the rest of the night. Sometimes David would go to his bed with a grin and the taste of Emma's pussy on his tongue just minutes before the sun started rising in the distant horizon.

Yes, she tried hard for two long weeks. Well, it seems a pretty short period of time, but for them was torture, especially for Emma who had to keep living with him, sharing the same roof, meals and Sunday afternoon time, because Snow said it was important to be together for as long as they could once their lives were so busy during the week.

Killian was there for her, trying to understand why she was so closed off during that time, begging her to tell him what was going on. That was probably the only time she truly felt like beginning a relationship with him was a mistake. As sweet and loving and supportive as he always were, Killian also managed to be incredibly annoying when she wasn't in the mood to talk to him or anyone else, which means those two weeks were pure hell for her.

Then, she gave up the fight when the pirate had to jump a portal opened with a bean that was found when they found out their true enemy in the form of the Blue Fairy. Neverland was the destiny and for a few days he'd be there to help Rumplestiltskin retrieve some of Pan's magical objects as well as some of the plants as dangerous as the dreamshade. That was the time Emma needed to clear her head, make some decisions and ever since she never looked back.

One night she and David were working together, something that proved to be almost impossible with all the history they shared, when Emma asked him if he could accompany her to the Jolly Roger because she managed to forget her gun inside Killian's cabin.

Obviously she didn't set anything up, at that point she just wished she could go back to David's arms and stay there for as long as she could, but it happened anyway when his hand brushed hers as he asked things about the pirate and their relationship, a hint of jealousy and anger sipping through the mask of utter disdain he was trying to wear.

And they fought. A heated exchange of cruel words meant to hurt each other, even if the only thing they truly wanted at that moment was seek each other out and end the unbearable agony they found themselves in.

David was the one who snapped, grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her to him, fusing their lips in a kiss filled with anger and sadness and pain and a great deal of relief as she opened her mouth to his eager tongue.

Her arms wounded around his neck, sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss until they fell on the bed, clothes being torn apart and thrown everywhere until they were skin to skin, the heat making it nearly impossible to bear the intense sensations embracing their bodies. Still, they didn't move out of the bed for the rest of the night. Instead, they stayed there sharing soft kisses and light touches, reacquainting with each other after two weeks that looked like an eternity.

So yes, that was the first time she's ever cheated on someone in her life. She was horrified by the idea of cheating on any of the few boyfriends she had because she truly believed no one deserved that, but…

Here she is, in the back yard of her big house, hidden behind the little storage room where her husband stocks all the pirate stuff he doesn't use anymore, with her skirt pulled up, her breasts bouncing back and forth, her nipples hard with the cool breeze and David's cock driving in and out of her wet heat.

The house is full of people celebrating her anniversary just like Killian didn't want it to be. The idea was hers and Emma was quite proud of herself as she saw the list of people only growing, meaning that she would also have a little bit of a different celebration while her lovely husband was distracted with everyone attending the event.

David fists her hair and pulls her head back, stilling his movements and taking a few steps forward until he's pressing her front to the cold wall right in front of them. He pulls his cock out until only the tip remains inside her. He looks down to see his length glistening with her wetness, grinning with utter satisfaction of knowing that ever since the day they had sex in the Jolly Roger's cabin she was never again able to let him go.

"Are you remembering your wedding day, darling?" He asks and slowly drives himself in again, remaining inside her, feeling her walls flutter around him.

"You know I am and you know why I decided to make this big party tonight," she splays her hands against the wall as David slowly pulls his cock out of her pussy and slams back in. She sighs, smiling as he nips her shoulder gently.

"Of course I do, how can I forget that while your mother got your stupid pirate drunk I was fucking this pussy and this ass?" He pressed his thumb against her puckered hole, slipping it inside, feeling her clenching his digit tightly. "How can I forget that later I watched him licking your pussy and actually eating my cum in the process? How can I forget that after he passed out we fucked for the rest of the night? Best night of my life!"

"No, but we were purposefully so loud, yet the idiot slept like a baby, so peacefully," she chuckles and bends forwards, rocking her hips in time with his lazy thrusts.

"Well, after two bottles of rum, I wouldn't expect him to be very useful," she smiles and recalls how embarrassed she made him feel after their supposedly failed wedding night.

David kneads her hips and fills her to the hilt, the throbbing of his cock making Emma's eyes roll to the back of her head, as a loud moan escapes her luscious lips, plump and red from the way he kissed her earlier.

And just at that moment, when she didn't think she could have more fun, her beloved husband bursts out of the kitchen door, a bottle of beer in his hand as he looks around the back yard, getting closer and closer to where she and David are. Question is: they are very well protected by a cloaking spell.

He can't see them and how David's fingers dig into her flesh, the coming bruises in the morning a reminder of how good he fucks his lovely daughter. He can't hear them as she moans louder and louder with every step Killian takes closer to them, oblivious to his wife getting herself intensely fucked just feet away from where he's standing, looking this way and that, a look of concern as he shouts back to the house, warning Leroy that Emma isn't there.

"Best idea ever to use all these spells around us," David whispers into her ear, nipping her earlobe gently as his hips come to a halt, cock still buried inside her.

Emma pushes him away from her, grinning as she turns to face him, stroking his cock and conjuring a stool, high enough for him to do what she really craves tonight.

She sits on it and bends her waist slightly over the small back of the stool, looking over her shoulder and winking at her father.

"You know what to do, daddy," she speaks casually as she twists her wrist to conjure a bottle of lube she hands him. David's jaw apparently falls to the floor because he simply stares at her, mouth opened in awe.

She winks and he smirks back. He tosses the bottle to the floor after lubing up his fingers. He nips her right butt cheeks as he presses two fingers into her entrance, gently pushing them in until he's slowly thrusting in and out. He reaches for her breast to squeeze and roll her nipple between the fingers of his free hand, her skin warm and inviting as they keep looking at Killian calling her cellphone, desperation etched all over his handsome features.

"This is fun," David chuckles, adding a third finger and pumping them in and out as she giggles the moment her husband manages to trip on his feet and fall flat on the floor, face covered in mud when he plants his hands on the overly wet grass.

"He's such a clueless puppy," her voice comes out in a raspy groan, momentarily muffled when he takes his fingers out of her and push them into her mouth. He always does these kinky things whenever he's too excited, which means she's achieved her goal tonight. "I'm going to let him fuck me tonight, I think," she completes and turns to David with a devilish smirk on her face. "After all I'll be very slippery, right daddy?"

"Sometimes you're such a slut," David chuckles and closes his eyes, shaking his head and groaning as he looks down to see his cock twitching with the mere thought of fucking her beautiful tight ass.

"I blame you, I was innocent and pure in the past," she replies, grinning as he slaps her ass a couple of times.

"I bet you'd like to go back being innocent and pure," he suggests jokingly, rubbing his hands up and down her back.

"Never in a million years, I'm quite happy with the life I have now," she gestures towards Killian, who's now yelling at Regina, both red in the face and with challenging fingers pointed at each other's faces. "I have the perfect husband, who's as clueless as a closed door," she laughs, looking back and winking at her father before adding. "And I have the perfect dad, who fucks me good whenever I want." David rolls his eyes and laughs, a hearty sound that fills Emma's heart with happiness.

He pushes his fingers back inside her, thrusting a few more times before he squats down to simply run his tongue up and down a couple of times just the way she loves it. David realizes then that intensity of his arousal will not let him enjoy her ass as much as he wants to, so he calms himself a bit by simply turning her around to suck on her nipples, nipping both and marking her breasts with his teeth and peppering her collarbone, neck and jaw with tiny kisses.

"As much as I love when you do this, and believe me I love it a lot, we're not here for tenderness."

She's on fire, David thinks, and he couldn't be happier to celebrate her wedding anniversary with her like this. And he picks up the bottle from the floor and pours some on his cock, stroking it lazily as he sprays tiny kisses all over Emma's back, loving the way she whimpers when his stubble scratches her soft skin.

"Stop teasing," she breathes a plea, whimpering when he lands a hand yet again in her ass, squeezing the supple flesh and planting a wet kiss at the base of her neck.

"Someone's desperate," he tries, chuckling when she huffs, looking back and glaring at him.

"Not as much as you are," she counters, hand reaching behind her to stroke his length once, twice, many times until he's whimpering, breathing heavily and begging her to stop. "You were the one teasing me, so I had to pay back accordingly."

She's grinning. He's breathing heavily.

I'm so fucked. I'm so damn fucked with this woman in my life.

The words float around his head as he strokes his cock, heart pounding fast, satisfaction leaving a sweet taste in his mouth. David licks his lips and takes two steps forward and he slowly pushes the tip of his cock to her entrance, the quiet moan making him smile as he presses himself more firmly against her tight ring of muscles.

When the head of his shaft slips inside her warm ass, David takes a deep breath and rests his hands on her slim waist, pushing himself inside her until he's balls deep and groaning with the way she squeezes his cock. He loves this sensation, this connection so unique and theirs.

And as the music echoes in the back yard, chattering coming from the packed up kitchen, Emma Swan moans deep as her father pounds her ass over and over, groaning and cursing, as he tells her how good it feels to fuck her like this and how tight she is for him. Their sweat mingling when he bends over her back to whisper how delicious he ass feels around him, how good it feels to fuck his girl.

His hands grasp her hips and he pounds her over and over, her moans are louder and she curses and begs and he watches her hands furiously working her clit and the damp sound of their skin slapping together and her sexy moans are enough to drive him over the edge as David comes, his seed splashing deep inside her ass before he pulls his cock out and strokes himself dry all over the small of her back.


Half an hour later, David and Emma open the front door of her house, everybody looking at them as Killian hugs her tightly, mumbling how worried he was because she suddenly vanished from the party.

"Work stuff, Killian," she replies, pushing him away from her. "There's no need for this kind of drama."

"Yes, mate, I was with her. She was safe," David adds firmly, his Sheriff demeanor is enough to convince the former pirate that his wife was never in danger as he thought.

"Thank you, David," Killian thanks he father-in-law and holds Emma, who's facing her father, grinning as she winks, a mouthed promised leaving her lips.

"At the station, tomorrow morning."

He only nods, turning his back to get a drink, grinning with the knowledge that her poor husband will have a bit of fun later and will probably lap David's cum out of her pussy as Killian has unknowingly done so many times before, but tonight is special. Tonight it's their anniversary night.


Hey guys, another update. You might be thinking I'm super crazy, but it's not the case. I've been writing this one for the past month or so and today my muse helped me out a lot. I hope you like it.

But more importantly, this is a well-educated response to an anon review I got on that insulted not only me, but my followers. I won't let anyone insult my people! I could've answered in so many ways, but I decided to do it the best way possible: publishing another chapter today. So rejoice that an idiot pissed me off, there's more now for you.

Sorry about the rant, I don't like people being mean to others, it's pointless and show an absolute lack of sympathy and overall idiocy from this person. So yeah, I feel good I could pull this off.

And to finish, please do review. I'm still shaken by the words, but extremely proud of myself with this one.