Hey everyone, I have had quite a few different request from you, I promise I will try and get them all done by the end of this weekend but I can't make any promises! Though I am having a sick day off from college so there is some time for me to write now. Here's a kind of taboo one for you though, it's Clary and Luke ;)

Clary heard the front door close down the hallway and automatically knew just who had entered the apartment from the sound of his boots. Smirking to herself, the young girl pulled at the ties of her dressing gown and let it fall to the bedroom floor, leaving her in nothing whatsoever. She paused on her way to the bed, casting a brief glance at her reflection in the full length mirror. She loved her petite figure, and her legs were glossy and smooth as she had shaved them as well as the hairs of her pussy, leaving only a very small bush, as she knew that's what Luke liked. Right on cue, her favourite man called her name, "Clary, are you here?"

Smiling triumphantly, Clary dimmed the lamp on her night table and then rested down on her bed. "I'm in here, Luke."

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open and Clary tried not to grin too much as she caught sight of her soon to be stepfather standing in the doorway, and she pretended to be embarrassed at being caught naked, though both she and Luke knew it was entirely on purpose. The corners of Luke's mouth twitched upward, but then he coughed deeply, "Clary, what are you...?"

Feigning innocence, Clary pulled a silky blanket to cover her exposed vagina and half of one of her tits, she kept most of her body still exposed. "Sorry, Luke, I didn't think you would actually come in to my room." She lied. "It's just..."

She got to her feet, keeping the blanket partially covering her. "It's just this is my room and... you know, I should have privacy to touch myself in my room."

Luke flushed crimson, "Sorry, I can go."

Suddenly, Clary's hand flew out to grip her stepfather's wrist. "Privacy from my mother. You're different, Luke, you're more like my friend."

"So what are you saying?" The werewolf asked hesitantly, and Clary shrugged.

"You can stay if you want." She said nonchalantly, crossing back over to sit on the edge of her bed. She patted the space beside her and watched as Luke hovered uncertainly, but then he sat down beside her, his fingers shaking. Seeing this, Clary reached out and put one of her hands over his, "Why are you shaking, Luke?"

"It's... It's cold." Luke spluttered, and Clary laughed sexily.

"Am I making you nervous, Luke?" She purred, moving closer to him, saying the words with her lips pressed against his neck. She felt him gulp, "Clary..." he breathed.

"It's just... you're such a good daddy to me," Clarissa Fray continued, enjoying the way it sounded when she tested out her newly discovered kink, and enjoying the way it made Luke tense. "We don't need to be nervous. Sometimes I feel like I'm closer to you than I am to my mom, and that you're closer to me than you are to my mom..."

"Clary," Luke gasped, "What are you...?"

"I see you checking me out, Luke." Clary murmured, breathing in Luke's scent of old spice. "And when I was in yours and mom's room looking for a straightener, guess what I found in your drawer?"

"What?"

Clary smirked, "I found my dirty underwear. The black, lacy one... do you smell my underwear, daddy?"

With wide eyes, Luke went to jump to his feet, but Clary stopped him, she moved even closer to him, sitting on his lap by straddling his thighs and placing her hands on her dad's shoulders, making sure to rub her already soaking clit up against his pant leg.

"Clary, this is wrong, please get off of me." Luke muttered, but Clary grinned, rubbing her clit now against his erect cock.

"Your dick doesn't seem to think it's wrong, daddy." She pointed out, "I just think we should get even closer before you marry my mom."

"Clary, your mom could be home any minute-"

"No, she's working at her new art studio late tonight." Clary told him, "Come on, you know you want to fuck your little princess senseless."

Growling quietly, Luke shook his head, but even he couldn't resist what was right in front of him... with Clary grinding against his cock it was almost impossible. His fingers reached to push a lock of Clary's ginger hair behind her ear, "You're my daughter, Clary."

Placing kisses along his stubbly jaw bone, Clary whispered against his skin, "Not by blood. This will be a chance for us to be as one, Luke."

"Clary, stop." He winced, and Clary laughed.

"Please, daddy, let me ride you."

He couldn't take it anymore, Luke just nodded his head and in a rush of excitement his hands flew to the belt of his jeans. Seeing what he was doing, Clary helped him get his jeans off by lifting her ass up so he could get them down.

"Daddy your cock doesn't disappoint." She breathed, her eyes widening as they saw it. She went down on to her knees and didn't hesitate once, her mouth automatically slid over the tip of his dick and she began to suck it, french kissing it's length, the whole time she kept her eyes on her step fathers, and he was clearly struggling to keep his cool.

"God, Clary." He panted, "You're a natural. Have you done this before? You better not have done it before or I will kill the guy."

Unable to speak with her mouth full of his cock, Clary just smiled, she liked that her daddy felt protective over her. When she was doing it teasingly and slowly, Luke couldn't take it anymore, and he tangled his hand into her fiery hair and started guiding her head, shoving it down so hard that she almost choked. When Luke was about to come, he released his hold on Clary and watched as she climbed onto his lap, panting. With him still sitting on the bed, Clary lowered herself on to her daddy's pulsing dick and started to fuck him immediately, the whole time gasping, "Oh daddy, you're so big for me."

"Are you okay, Clary darling?"

"Yes daddy, I just... I need to feel your cum inside of me."

"Of course, Clary." Luke said, obliging almost instantly. Clary moaned as she felt her hot seed rush through her, and she clambered off of his dick. The two of them wordlessly lay back in Clary's bed naked, Luke's arm protectively around his little princess.

"I love you daddy."Clary told him sweetly, kissing his lips.

"I love you too my baby, but we shouldn't have done that." Luke replied gruffly, and Clary giggled.

"But mom's working late on Friday..."

Hope that was okay! xx