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The feeling was comfortable, I don't want to open my eyes. Warmth seeped through my pores and washed over my senses as another pleased sigh passed my lips. When my source of warmth started to move away from me, I groaned in disapproval and scooted closer, rubbing my nose on his warm chest and inhaling his wonderful scent.

Deep, low chuckles filled my ears and I smiled when he dropped a kiss on my forehead. When I decided to open my eyes, Stefan welcomed me with a beaming expression. His smile was so dazzling I had to blink several times before I can safely gaze at my daddy. Someone's in a good mood.

"Hey, sweet pea." Stefan's voice was low and gentle, careful not to rouse me abruptly, his fingers digging into my scalp to provide me a soothing scalp massage. I hummed and yawned, then nuzzled on his neck to enjoy his scent. I can't get enough of his sandalwood mixed with his manly scent.

"How's your sleep, my love? Hmm?" He hummed and rubbed my back softly, his strong legs entangling with mine as we snuggled in the comfort of our room.

I groaned and nodded my head, earning a burst of laughter from him. "Is that supposed to be a yes, baby boy?" I nodded again and pressed my body closer to his. Stefan feels so warm and comfy, I don't want to pull away.

"It's almost seven in the evening, baby. How about a bath and a scrumptious dinner afterward? Does that sound good?" My stomach rumbled at the mention of food so I slowly resurfaced from Stefan's neck.

With a dazed look, I nodded and gave him a peck on the lips, a soft thank you bubbling out of my throat. A bath and a dinner sound tempting. Stefan smiled and helped me get up. I stretched my arms and was about to rub my eyes when Stefan stopped me.

"Let me do it, baby. Your eyes are red and puffy, I don't want you irritating it," my sweet daddy suggested and I nodded gratefully. There are times when I don't feel like talking because I'd rather enjoy the precious moment with Stefan. He understood my reason, so he just lets me be. My daddy is so sweet. The sweetest for me.

Stefan padded to the bathroom and brought a small basin filled with warm water and a soft towel. I crawled to the soft of the bed and Stefan sat beside me with a gentle expression. He lifted his fingers and dabbed the damp towel on the rim of my eyes tenderly.

"Still itchy?" I shook my head and beamed at him. I felt better.

"Thank you, daddy bear. I love you." His eyes softened and glowed, then grinned wide. I love seeing his smiles. I love making Stefan happy. It makes my heart warm and fuzzy.

"I love my little prince as well. Ready for that promised bath?" I nodded furiously and he picked up the basin and returned it to the bath. The door was wide open so I can see what Stefan was doing.

"Baby, lavender or citrus?" He held up two bath bombs, and I chose citrus. After preparing the bath, he went out and walked towards me, a warm smile always ready for me. He lifted me fluidly and I giggled, peppering soft kisses all over his cheeks.

"Thank you for taking care of me, Stef." Words are not enough to make him feel how much I appreciate everything he does for me.

Honestly, it's all the little things he does for me that warm my heart. He never forgets to give me my daily dose of good morning and good night kisses. My skin has that healthy glow because Stefan prepares me healthy food. I never appreciated the taste of processed foods; I just had no other choice but to buy them.

Even if he's preoccupied with his work, Stefan always showers with me and joins me in the bath. Another thing I appreciate is being in his arms for the rest of the day. Apparently, my silly daddy deemed the ground unworthy of me. That's how he justified his need to have me flushed against his body. I don't mind because feeling his embrace is one of the best feelings in the world.

Aside from that, he never forgets to ask about my day, what my thoughts were, and where my mind was. His thoughtful gestures just piled up into a very big bubble of love, encasing me with it until all my insecurities and fear vanished. I never thought someone could love me this much, but here is Stefan, with so much love to give.

"Daddy bear?" I called his attention and he hummed, preparing our towels, the shampoos, and shower gels with his free hand, his other arm supporting my bum.

"Yes?" He turned towards me and shifted me so he can carry me comfortably, my legs around his waist, my hands brushing the hair on the back of his head.

"Shower sex?" I innocently requested, and he almost doubled over, shocked over what I said. His Adam's apple bobbed and his shoulders tensed up.

"Baby boy?" I stifled the giggles that wants to slip out of my throat, clearly enjoying how flustered Stefan was, a faint blush on his cheeks. And he says I'm adorable. Psh, my daddy is cute as heck.

"But daddy..." I started to grind myself on him, grateful for my clothes being a boxer and an oversized shirt only. "I want you.." I husked and licked his bottom lip, a strangled groan from deep inside his chest filled the space. In an instant, Stefan's expression turned dark with lust, his eyes filled with so much heat, his hard arousal poking the crack of my ass.

I couldn't contain the moans when daddy set me down on the sink, his hands on the opposite side of my body, caging me in, as he ground his hard member against mine, building up my anticipation and successfully providing me a picture of what he is going to do to me later on.

"Baby boy... why must you rile me up like this? Huh?" He rasped and bit the sensitive flesh of my neck as he increased his pace, the friction from our fabric and the way his dominant aura enveloped me just made me harder and wetter. "Do you want to be punished? Do you want me to fuck you so hard you won't remember your name? Huh?"

His husky tone was filled with so much desire and the way his voice lowered a few octaves made my body shudder and my toes curl, the electrifying sensations caused by his words got my body responding like crazy as if he owns it... and I guess he does. "Daddy... more. Kiss me. Mess me up. Giver me more," I moaned out and cupped his face and led him to my parted mouth. My moans were muffled when Stefan plunged his tongue into my mouth, my senses tingling from pleasure and need.

The kiss was hungry, sloppy, and rough, as if we missed each other for so long, and I love every single minute of it. I hooked my legs around his waist and pulled him closer, my hard member rubbing against his at a faster pace. It never crossed my mind that I would become this insatiable, but it only applies to Stefan. Because he's the one who makes my body react and respond like this. He's the one who owns me till I can't live without his touch anymore.

His hands lifted the hem of my shirt and we both pulled away for a bit, gasping and out of breath, while Stefan stripped my shirt and boxers, gulping audibly as he stared at me like the main course he can't wait to gobble up.

My body trembled and responded to his heated stare, my cheeks heating up and my prick pulsing with so much need, slowly separating my legs to let daddy have a peek at the part that he loves so much. Since we just did it a few hours ago, my hole is still tender and twitching, anticipating the entrance of daddy's hard shaft filling me up.

Stefan's eyes turned darker as he growled, almost ripping his clothes while his hungry eyes are fixed on me... freezing me on the spot while I just shiver and moan from his stare. I didn't dare to move, despite my throbbing cock, the need to relieve the itch and the pain was so bad, but I know daddy won't let me. It's his territory, and I don't want to take away his fun by robbing him of the opportunity to pleasure me.

My eyes wandered to his broad shoulders, the sinewy muscles in his arms flexing with each move, his hard abs and his happy trail downwards had me salivating, my nipples tingling with sensitivity, and my hole clenching as my eyes landed on daddy's huge dick standing in attention, the bulbous head leaking with precum, making my throat dry and my jaw tightened.

I want it. I want my daddy. "I want it... daddy, please. I want..." I whined and beg, my eyes on Stefan's dark green orbs.

"What do you want, my love? Say it and it shall be done," My sweet daddy replied and every nerve endings in my body sparked with fire and anticipation. He caressed my cheek and brushed his lips against mine, ghosting over it, his breathing labored and his jaw clenched tight.

"I want to taste you, daddy. Please," I begged and he groaned at my request, as he rushed straight to me and carried me right before the tub. He laid down a few towels on the floor and Stef sat on the edge of the tub, his jaw clenched and teeth gritted, trying so hard to gain some self-control.

"Go on, baby. Take what you need. I'll willingly give it to you," he gestured me towards the towels and I kneeled, my eyes still fixed on daddy's. Even in this kind of situation, he went the extra mile to make things comfortable for me. My heart just skipped a beat and raced so fast I feel like I'm running out of breath.

I turned my attention to daddy's rock-hard member, gulping so hard when I finally saw it again in such close proximity for the second time around, and I think it got bigger. I leaned in to inhale his musky and manly scent, and my cock dripped even more as my insides clenched and throbbed, needing to be filled and stretched. I need him so bad.

My gums tingled and saliva pooled in my mouth, anticipating his taste on my tongue. I glanced at Stefan, my sweet daddy ever so patient as he hitched a breath, his shoulders tensed but his eyes holding that fiery and lustful gaze. I let my hands rest on his thighs as I tentatively lick his swollen tip, then moaned when his flavor filled my mouth, slightly bitter with a hint of sweetness. I love it. I love his taste.

My hands wrapped the base of his cock as I hollowed my cheeks, slowly going down on him, my hands doing the remaining work as I let him stretch my mouth, trying my very best to suck and taste him while my hands stroke his base. Moans and groans of pleasure slipped out of his mouth, urging me to do better, so I bobbed my head up and down, tears springing from my eyes, daddy's hand on my hair, guiding me. His manhood stretched my mouth and I was impressed at myself for not choking.

"That's it, baby boy. Suck it more," he breathed out and I obeyed him, then I began to lick the underside of his cock, my hands still stroking his length, tasting him fully and thoroughly.

I continued sucking, licking, and nibbling daddy's hard length and leaking tip, and moaned when I saw his flushed expression, his stares full of lust and need penetrating my deepest core, the heat that has built up making me so hot and delirious... my cock aching and painful with need, I can't help the soft sob falling from my lips.

It seemed that Stefan noticed it too so he pulled me up as he sat down on the towel, my hands on his shoulders for support, screaming his name when he wrapped his hot mouth on my throbbing member... my body tensing and shivering from the onslaught of multiple sensations enough to have me weak in the knees. If not for his hands supporting my waist, I would be tumbling over from too much sensation.

"D-Daddy... I can't... no more...please..." I mumbled incoherently as he continued to suck my member and knead my butt cheeks, his fingers circling my twitching hole.

"You say no but your body speaks otherwise, baby boy," Stefan replied hoarsely and continued what he was doing. He massaged and buried his fingers on my ass cheeks with occasional slaps, causing me to moan incoherently and deliriously. There was something about the way he smacked my ass that turned me even more.

Finally satisfied, Stefan let go of my cock and guided me towards his face, my eyes widening when I finally figured out what he wants me to do. My heart almost ripped out of my chest and my breathing got stuck in my throat.

"Daddy...no... don't..." The embarrassment slowly crept in but Stefan has no time for that as he guided my hands towards the top of his head and sat me on his face... my hands gripping the back of his head and my body arching when he flattened his tongue and swiped across my hole. My knees trembled and a strangled scream passed my lips, my stomach tensing and my breathing quickening.

Cries and pleas filled the entire room as Stefan ate me out like a delectable treat, the mind-numbing sensations from each movement of his tongue and nibble of his teeth on the rim of my sensitive hole. When his tongue slipped inside, I moaned out loud and groaned, the stimulation was so overwhelming, I feel like I can't hold back anymore.

"Daddy... I can't hold it. I'm coming!" I sobbed and my hands slid down his shoulders, gripping his hard muscles. Stefan ceased his teasing and wrapped his mouth on mine, sucking and tasting my release, then swallowed it all. With hooded eyes, he sat me down on his lap, and I dipped my tongue into him, tasting myself and my flavor... the sight too hot for me that I felt myself pulsing and getting hard again.

"That was so hot, daddy, but I want more. Fill me up. I want to feel you." He growled and pinched both of my nipples, making me cry out in pleasure.

"God, Ollie. You are so addicting. I can't get enough. Don't get me started with your taste. You are so delicious." Each word he says had me blushing and shivering at the same time, the dirty words coming out of his mouth so naturally got me hot and bothered, as I lifted my ass and started to rub my hole on his very hard member, my saliva and his precum making his cock slick and helping me lubricate my hole.

"Daddy... feels so good. Ohhh..."

"Baby... I want to fuck you so hard until you can't tell what's left or right," he growled and nibbled my lower lip, his fingers trailing the skin on my back until he reached my red ass. "I want you dripping with my cum, your pearl and smooth skin peppered with my marks, and your throat hoarse from crying out my name," he punctuated each word as he rubbed himself on my aching hole, teasingly slipping the swollen tip of his cock, then pulling it out, the need for him to slam it inside so achingly frustrating, and I felt my cock drip even more.

I love this side of Stefan. The dirty and sadistic side of Stefan. I love it so much it hurts. Being with him feels so good it hurts. "I'm all yours, daddy. Do it," I whispered against his ear and he wasted no time as he plunged two fingers coated with generous lube I don't know where he got inside of me, but my daddy is always prepared. Such trivialities were blown off of my head when he stretched my tight hole and his teeth found my nipples and latched on one pebbled bead.

His fingers aimed straight at my prostrate, rubbing and poking it, as he stretched my insides, his mouth busy on my nipples and his other hand stroking my prick. I squirmed and sobbed as he continued to pleasure my body.

This is all too much. I just came and was so sensitive all over, but I asked for it. I want Stefan to make me feel that sanity-robbing, toe-curling, intense pleasure that he always gives me. I need to feel it. I don't know why but I need him so bad right now.

Two fingers turned to three, and that got me trembling and needy against his hold, tears streaming down my face from too much sensation, as I chanted internally about reaching my climax with him.

"Please...please... I need you, daddy." I cupped his face and stared down at his lust-filled eyes, my eyes overflowing with tears, my mouth gasping in shallow breaths as I bounced up and down on his fingers.

"As you wish, my love," my daddy whispered and withdrew his fingers. The sense of emptiness I felt did not last long. He lifted my ass and positioned himself, and my eyes rolled at the back of my head when he slowly entered me, the feel of Stefan stretching and filling me to the hilt was so mind-numbing, I wouldn't be able to get used to this.

"So good... daddy. You feel so good," I moaned out and rested my forehead against his as we indulged ourselves in the most passionate dance recorded in the ancient books, our breaths mixing, our lips parted as we taste each other through pecks, my arms wrapped on his neck, as he guided my hips to bounce on his cock up and down, then angling his member differently for another kind of spine-tingling pleasure.

His thrusts became rougher and his pace faster, his mouth suckling and biting every inch of my skin, a silent declaration of possession... of whom I belong. I couldn't be more flattered. When we finally reached our climax, he released his seed inside of me, my belly feeling so warm and wonderful. I sagged into his chest, the pounding of our hearts so loud and our breaths shallow.

When Stefan decided to pull out, I whined and whimpered, not wanting to separate from him. "No... I want Daddy. No."

He chuckled and hugged me tightly. "But baby, your tummy will hurt if I don't remove my semen from you. I don't want you to feel pain," he explained softly and I had to bite my lip to keep myself from grinning, but I still failed, as I lift my head and beamed at Stefan... a faint blush on my cheeks.

"Daddy..." I seductively trailed my fingers from his cheeks down to his jaw, my teeth biting the skin on his collar, earning a sexy groan from him and the grip of his hands on my waist tightened. "We still haven't done that... shower sex. Hmm? After all, we're sticky and sweaty." I lifted my gaze when Stefan gasped, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, I had to keep the soft moan from slipping... his hard gaze filled with heat and passion is doing things to my body... fueling my body to burn brighter and hotter.

Stefan always has second thoughts on shower sex. He doesn't want me to catch a cold so it was an achievement that we were able to get it on in the shower but still, that's not the kind of shower sex I want to experience. I hope that my sweet daddy won't refuse me.

"Daddy? No? You don't want me anymore? You don't want to do it with me anymore?" I asked in a shaky voice, tears welling up in my eyes and Stefan immediately shook his head, cupping my face. I don't want to use this tactic but Stef has to realize that I'm not that fragile.

"No, of course, I want you, baby boy. How could I not?" He answered with a smile and leaned in to kiss me deeply and fiercely, the fire that has begun to dissipate being inflamed by our heated touches and wet lips.

This time, I won this round.

*****

Evening

Stefan's Manor

S T E F A N

I can't believe I let myself get manipulated by my baby into having sex in the shower. All my walls of self-control crashed down when he showed me his teary face and a seductive expression. I don't have to deny that I am wrapped in Oliver's dainty, little fingers. Well, as long as he's happy, I'm good. If it's what he wished for, I'll do anything in my power to grant it.

My baby was seated at the kitchen counter, softly humming and swaying his feet, dressed in a unicorn hoodie, white shorts, and knee-length baby-blue fluffy unicorn socks. His curly waves are pinned to the side, and his adorable self just got cuter with his round glasses. Oliver has been using contacts most of the time, but he loves his glasses just as much, especially when he wants to rest his eyes. After this conflict, we are going to get laser eye surgery so he can finally see with ease.