Hey, guys! How's everyone? So this piece comes as a time bridge (is there such a thing?) because I'll be literally unable to do any writing besides that related to work for the next two months. I know many of you are expecting anything now that we have two Henrys... I'm excited about this prospect, tbh.
Anyway, I'll see you in two months, hopefully. Until then, stay sexy! ;)
It was Leroy's birthday party tonight.
They should celebrate with their friend, but Emma and David had other last-minute plans. Largely because of her.
They wanted to go to the party, of course. Everyone was going to attend - even Regina - but David wasn't sure about it the moment Emma knocked at the door of his office.
It was little past 6:00 PM and he just needed to finish this last report so he could go home, shower and head to the party. But Emma showed up and the idea of spending time with Snow's annoying friends flew out of his head in a flash.
Emma was wearing a knee length white summer dress with colored flowers and thin strips holding it to her shoulders. She wasn't wearing a bra and by the look of it, panties weren't part of her dressing code for the night either.
He was surprised, since she told him early that she would help Leroy and Snow to set everything up for the party.
"I'm wondering why you're here," he leaned back on his chair, grinned, and recognized a familiar glow in her eyes. "You said we wouldn't see each other today unless I showed up at the party," he licked his lips and waited.
"You are right about that, Dad," she stepped inside his office and pulled the chair opposite his. She sat and crossed her legs as he realized she was really not wearing any panties. He tried to muffle the groan that ended up leaving his mouth anyway.
"So why are you here?"
"You know why."
"Do I?"
"Yes!"
"Care to explain to me?"
Emma grinned this time and les one of the strips of her dress drop, exposing her left breast to David's hungry gaze.
"You see," she began, reaching for her bare nipple and pinching it before speaking again. "I thought I could have a productive day helping organize the party, but you derailed the whole thing with that cursed video you sent me."
"Really?" David's eyes darted back and forth from Emma's face to her playing fingers. He felt his cock reacting to her teasing, but he tried to keep a straight face.
"Yeah!"
"Should I be sorry?" He asked with a somewhat innocent smile
Emma shook her head, and wet her lips in a way that made David want to have that tongue doing things to his body. Things he only let himself dream about when he was alone. "Not at all," she smiled, and pinched her nipple harder, closing her eyes, and once again wetting her lips.
He was able to muffle the groan, but the fine line of sweat on top of his upper lip gave him away completely and she smirked. "But it was problematic," she stated and added, "I've spent a ridiculous amount of time inside the bathroom, but it wasn't enough for me..."
"I suppose you came here for a solution, then?" David knew exactly why she was there, all provocative and wanton. He gambled sending that video, and it was now paying off.
Emma looked into his eyes and played with her breast, fingers kneading the soft mound as David watched with interest. She smirked and pulled the other strip down, baring her chest to his hungry gaze as he waited for her answer.
"Am I that obvious?" she asked, locking eyes with him as he lowered the zipper of his pants to free himself.
"Terribly so."
She smiled. She was all smiles and he loved it when she's so relaxed and carefree.
Emma stood and the dress slipped down her body. For a brief moment, David envied the fabric caressing her skin, but he forgot all about it the moment her glorious nakedness came into view. "Well, what can we do about it?"
"I should tell you to fuck off," her eyed bulge in surprise, "after all you chose a dwarf over me and that's absurd in my book." He didn't hide the smirk when he rose from his chair, fingertips running on top of the wooden desk as her eyes followed him closely. "But I'm a fucking bastard, and if you want my cock, then that's exactly what you're gonna get."
"I was trying to be a good friend," she whispered, looking into his eyes with the intensity David loved. "I'm sorry if I made you feel bad in anyway."
He stood in front of her, eyes racking her body up and down, and Emma felt like a fire had just spread all over her body. He reached out for her breasts, squeezing, massaging and pinching them, making her gasp as his movements grow bold.
"I have only one way to forgive you," his voice was calm and his eyes were clear, though the intensity in them give away how much he wanted her.
"I'll do anything," she realized right away the weight of her words; she can't take them back, though, not when David's hand slid down her torso to cup her sex.
"Always horny for daddy," he whispered into her ear, voice husky with want. She gasped as he thrust a finger into her wet heat, followed by another as the steady movement drew a deep moan from her throat. Her right hand flew to his shoulder as her head fell back exposing the sweat running down her neck.
Emma mumbled words he couldn't make out. David smiled as her hips move, trying to set some sort of rhythm as he pumped in and out of her before he pulled his fingers out completely.
"Dad..." Her eyes opened in protest, but the sight of him sucking off his fingers nearly undid her resolve to not let him take too much time to fuck her. "Please..."
"My princess is such a needy slut," David grinned, pushing her down onto the chair. He knelt in front of her and spread her legs, pushing his fingers inside her again as he moved up to take a nipple into his mouth.
Emma wasn't sure how to react. She wanted to cum - and was way too close for her own liking - but she also wanted to savor this moment since being alone with David like this had been so rare these days, she just wanted to forget about everything else.
His head swung back and forth, sucking and licking and nipping her breasts as his fingers kept fucking her. Emma's hips rose from the chair and her breathless moans drew a full blown smile from him on the spot.
"Will you really do anything for me now?" He asked, pulling his hands away from her when he felt her pussy clamping around his fingers. He wet her lips with his fingers and kissed her hard, slipping his tongue inside her mouth and wondering if this sweet mixture of relief and heat had anything to do with the way he missed her all day long.
"Yes," she pulled back to nip his bottom lip, kissing him back and frowning at the fact he was still fully dressed.
"Come with me," he stood and offered her a hand she took without thinking. She looked dazed, he noticed, and a bit distracted as he walked her across the station and into one of the empty cells.
"Why are we here?"
"You said you'd do anything for me."
David fished the cuffs from the holder in his waist and let them dangle in his finger for a moment before her eyes twinkled. She smiled and nodded with such enthusiasm, he had to suppress the will to laugh out loud.
"Turn around."
Emma said nothing, just did as she was told.
He left her waiting for a long moment before she felt the tip of his fingers touching her ass cheeks, sliding up her back, and reaching for her right breast to cup it lightly. Her gasp reverberated across the station, and her eyes went wide with realization that they could get caught if she didn't do anything about her loud manners when they fuck. Then, with a wave of her hand, a bluish light engulfed the building. She looked back, loving the wicked smile on his lips.
"Making sure nobody hears us, yeah?" David slid his lips across the nape of her neck, across her right shoulder and back before landing a small peck at her cheek.
He took her right wrist and rose it above her head, running the tip of his fingers across the palm of her hand before he cuffed her to the steel bar. Repeating the motion, he locked her other wrist and stepped aside, admiring the view in front of him.
Her back was shining with sweat and he connected his hand to her ass with a hard blow that made her grunt. He wasn't sure if she's liked it until the shadow of a grin flashed right before she turned her head to fake a scandalized expression in her beautiful face.
"I knew you like it."
"I didn't!"
He usually enjoyed when she denied the truth. The fun was almost endless when she did it.
"Don't lie to me, baby," he stood behind her and again slapped her ass with as much force as he could. Her knees gave away and the moan that escaped her lips made his cock twitch once more.
"I'm not lying," she countered, her breath was erratic and her head fell to the side when she felt him behind her. "But you're cheating," she protested.
"Indeed," he grinned, finding a weird delight in the fact that he shamelessly cheated on his wife with their daughter.
"I'm not talking about that cheating, but this one," she motioned her head to his still clothed body. "I'm naked and cuffed to these bars, but you being dressed for this moment is highly inappropriate."
"Look who's talking about being inappropriate," David's hand travelled up and down her back absentmindedly as he wondered what he did to deserve this delicious woman in front of him.
She couldn't help the bubble of laughter that left her lips at his words. Well, yeah, he's right, she wasn't the right person to complain about inappropriate behavior, not when she had been fucking her father way before the curse was broken and didn't bother to stop after it was down.
Emma said nothing, choosing to wait, as he went silent for a moment, pacing around for a little while before the shuffling sound behind her gave away David's movements. The feeling of his naked chest against her bare back brought a weird sense of relief to her body as she relaxed in his arms when he pressed his body against hers more firmly.
"God, you're so gorgeous," he placed wet kisses to the side of her neck, and down her shoulders as she gasped when his hand cupped her sex again.
"I didn't like you leaving me unattended this morning, Emma," he complained, taking her chin in his hand and planting a lingering kiss to her lips before adding, "You know how I like my morning treat from you, right?"
"Yes, I do."
"I should not reward you for letting me down, but I really want to bury myself inside you and make you come around me to remind you who you love the most in this fucking town," her moan made something expand in his chest, and a primal need spread in his blood.
The shiver that took her body reflected in his own. She was so easy to play with; so easy to coax into this world where they meet and clash every time like this, naked and starved for each other.
His hands wandered all over her, touching, grabbing, kneading, teasing... and the only sounds coming from her are broken pleas that worked like wildfire in his gut, the need for her building unlike anything he had experienced before.
"I'm a bastard, and you know it," he whispered in her ear, teeth nipping her neck gently as he placeed his cock between her ass cheeks. "And sometimes, I let my cock do the *thinking* for me, that's why I ignore the fact that I'm your father whenever you come to me like this," he sat on the concrete bed then, turning his back to the bars to place her left leg on his shoulder.
Emma was lost in her own thoughts and needs, but the motion woke her senses and she looked down to find his eyes locked onto hers, a humorous glint that turned into ferocious desperation as he spread her pussy lips and flicked her clit over and over. He pushed his fingers inside her, groaning at how wet she was as he pumps in and out of her.
He sucked on her clit, nipped at her pussy lips and earned moan after moan as she bucked her hips against his face. The sound of the cuffs rattling above making him grin for a split second before he pulled his fingers away to close his mouth over her core, tongue flicking at her entrance right before he pushed in and out of her.
"Daddy," she begged, voice thick with need as he kept licking and slurping at her sex. "Please..."
He gave her a long, slow lick, sucking on her clit repeatedly until she crashed down, pressing the back of his head against the bars of the cell as her legs quivered. David smirked, sucking her for another wicked moment before he stood up, letting the leg once placed over his shoulder rest as her loud pants echoed across the emptiness of the station.
"You're so delicious," he admitted once again, their wet skin pressed together felt like a much needed hook to get back to the reality as he kept kneading her ass. "Want a taste?"
She turned her head to the side and he gasped. She was looking into his eyes with so much need he doubted she could even think straight at the moment. It was moments like this that gave him the confirmation that what they have was more than right, it's real.
And when David kissed her again, he shook with abandon what he felt on her lips, the groaning rattling across her throat sending shock waves straight to his cock.
"Fuck," he breathed against her lips.
"That's what I've been trying to do for the past hour, you know?"
David laughed out loud, leaning his head against her shoulder and holding her hips in a firm grip as he whispered after a long moment of silence.
"Let's get down to it, then..."
Emma smartly placed her right leg on the thin couch sitting on top of the concrete bed of the cell, tilted her ass slightly, and waited, choosing to listen to David's movements instead of watching him behind her.
She could picture his hooded gaze traveling down her back before she felt his hand connect again to her ass. He repeated the motion enough to have Emma gasping and begging as he finally brushed the tip of his cock to her entrance.
"Why are you teasing me this much?"
"You're the one who showed up half-naked in my office, it's only fair to make sure I won't let you cum so easily."
"I already won anyway, after all we're not at the party yet…"
"Point taken," he agreed and thrust inside her in a fluid motion.
David stilled his movements for a split second, feeling her wet heat pulsing around him, the tightness overwhelming his thoughts with every thrust of his cock inside her.
She was begging again, cursing, and crying out every single time he pulled out; only to thrust inside her again harder and deeper. He lovedf her pussy clamping around him; he adored her soft skin against his hands; he lived for the sounds of their bodies clashing together as he felt like he's about to lose the thin control he still had over his body.
And he tried, tried so hard to keep his mind clear, but the sight of his cock disappearing inside her, the sounds she made and the way she managed to push her hips against his was too much, and fucking her was too good to waste time thinking.
"Stop thinking, Dad," she channeled his thoughts and ended the debate in his head with a push of her hips against his and a look that made his cock pulse inside her. "Fuck me!"
"As you wish, princess," he leaned forward, both hands holding her hips as his thrusts sped up. Their skin slapped together as the wet sounds reverberated around the station. His teeth sank into her shoulders, and her moans turned into screams as he buried himself deep into her.
He reached around to press his finger against her clit, circling it in quick motions. And he kept pounding her as the metallic noise of the cuffs silenced everything else but her delightful screams as she finally came around him, pushing her ass against his hips, trembling and groaning so loud he thought he heard someone talking under the cell's window.
And he should care about that, but the only thing in his mind now was his needy cock pulsing inside her. He was desperate for release as he grabbed Emma's hips, sinking the tip of his fingers into her flesh, knowing he would leave marks on her skin but not caring a bit as he fucked and fucked her without hesitation until she screamed again, her inner walls clamping around him to finally milk his cock, as he came deep in her pussy.
"I guess I'm going to let you down in the morning more often," Emma's words were quiet as she used magic to heal her wrist. David apologized profusely when he saw how red her skin was, but the only thing she did was plant a calming kiss to his lips and smile.
They were dressed again (Emma even conjured panties and a bra) and ready to go to Leroy's party when David pulled her by the arm, pressing her against the door of his office and kissing her senseless for infinite minutes.
"Mmm, what was that for?"
"Preparation."
She frowned in confusion. "Preparation?"
"Yes, baby," David began, once again reaching for her sex and plunging his fingers inside her, eyes shining with the naughty intention she knew so well. "Do you really think I'm going to a party with the whole town without a plan?"
"A plan? What plan?"
"Let's just say that the night is still too young for you to think that I'm done."
Emma felt her nipples stiffen and her cunt pulse again when he took her hand to head outside. Whatever this plan was, it was probably not a good idea, but knowing David Nolan, she was sure that thinking about risks would be the last thing in her mind when he was finally done with her tonight.
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