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A visitation To Fathers [dominant_minded & Lunar]

He felt even worse knowing that this would be putting her through guilt as well. Why had he been so weak? He'd just gotten her back after so many years, and now he'd done something so unthinkable that it was sure to drive her away. That thought hurt him deep, and he had to speak to keep from tearing up. "You're right, we can't just pretend it never happened. And Princess," he used her old nickname with difficulty, it was very bittersweet in his mouth at the moment, "I know myself well enough to know that I'd want it to happen again. I think as long as we live together, I'll be a danger to you in that way. Maybe I should get you an apartment, or hotel room..." He could barely get the words out they hurt so badly. He hoped with all his being that she'd tell him that was out of the question. That she was going to stay and that she still loved him, but it seemed to be a hopeless situation to him. He wanted her with him, but so did his body, in a completely wrong way. And he was too weak to do what he should for her. It was amazing how quickly he had gone from overjoyed to bitter anguish once the lust had worn off.
 
Once she heard him say apartment or hotel room she quickly shook her head and her hands grasped his arms, "No.." She said and swallowed before she looked down and she sighed softly. "I still love you, daddy. I'm not going to just leave after what we did." She looked up to him and brushed her hair to the side, she as well knew she would want him in the same way she just did a bit ago. But she knew she would try to fight the urges as much as she could, though she couldn't deny that she wanted it again. "I'm staying here." She said bluntly and sat down onto the edge of his bed, looking up to him and she crossed her arms over her chest.
 
He sighed, and suddenly realized he still wasn't wearing pants. He walked over to his dresser and found some sweats, pulling them on. He didn't really want to argue; he wanted her to stay as much as she wanted to. But he knew, somehow he knew, this would happen again. They'd be sitting here having this discussion again. This couldn't go on. He couldn't burden her with more and more guilt until the rest of her life was marred by this.

He spoke very softly, "Sweetheart, if you stay, you know, eventually, this will happen again. You really want to live like this? I can't do this to you. I can't make you feel terrible over and over and over again. Do you really want to go through this again and again?" He didn't even think about the fact that he was only talking about her feelings. If he had, he would have found something he didn't like. A terrible part of him knew, already, that if it weren't for the pain and guilt it put her through, that that part of him would be willing to sacrifice his morals and his self worth as a parent to have her as a lover.
 
She looked up to him and she sighed softly, "I'm staying." She said firmly and crossed her arms. "Yes it may happen again and again, but I'm willing to sacrifice it. I'm not going anywhere, even if you force me out of the house. I'm not leaving." She said as she sat on the edge of the bed before she stood up slowly and she sighed softly as she watched him. She stepped forward and leaned against him, her head against his chest and shoulder with her arms around his waist as her eyes closed.

She knew she wanted him as a lover, but she also knew it was purely wrong and was frowned upon deeply. But it seemed as she didn't care, as long as he didn't either.
 
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. She wasn't even arguing with him about how they could resist. She accepted that it might, even probably, would happen again. Maybe even over and over. And she was still refusing to go. It was ridiculous. It was wrong. It was the worst thing he could ever let her do to herself. It was also flattering and irresistible. He closed his eyes and tried not to panic.

"Well then, Kate, what are we going to do? I don't want to keep feeling guilty. I don't want to watch as you get on a plane to go back to your mom and feel like I've scarred you for life and left you with a secret set of life memories you can't even reveal to your future husband," he said, sounding concerned, but no longer arguing with her. He had evidently accepted that she was staying. "I can deal with my own guilt in this somehow, Katie, but I can't bear watching you go through it too." Truth be told, he didn't feel all that guilty right now. Oh he felt ashamed, and even more so by the fact that he didn't feel guilty, for his lack of self control, but he couldn't deny that it had felt... amazing. And she... well she wasn't acting like she minded. It was hard to feel guilty for making love to a woman who seemed to not mind it, even in this case.
 
She swallowed and she looked down a bit as she heard that he could deal with his guilt, not wanting to watch her go through hers. Though the odd thing was, she as well didn't feel guilty. She looked back up to him and hesitated before she spoke softly. "I..I can deal with mine as well. Because well.. I don't feel Guilty." She stepped back from him a bit and looked up, sure she felt ashamed like hell but she couldn't stop thinking about what happened and how good it felt, especially for the both of them. "But I'm sure that disgusts you. If you want me to, I can leave. I don't want to. But it's up to you." She nodded her head and her arms crossed over her stomach and chest. Her hands resting at her sides a bit and she nipped her bottom lip softly as she waited for his answer.

[Short, bleck.]
 
"It doesn't disgust me, sweetheart," he said, looking at her there, waiting for him to answer with her arms crossed. He sighed. There was no point in this, he knew deep down what he wanted. "You can stay, Kate. Of course you can stay," he said, then decided he might as well be straight with her. "And if you're staying knowing that this will probably happen again, and you don't feel guilty, well then there's no way I can really hope to resist. I guess I'm not going to try, Kate."

He looked at her carefully. She was still his daughter, still his little girl. Could he really think of her as a lover too? "You sure it's not going to bother you, Kate? I can tell you already, I'm going to be fantasizing about you. I'm going to be looking at you with lust in my eyes. I'm not going to be able to stop it, and if I can't stop it, I don't want to try to just hide it... But you're still going to be my daughter, honey, I can't handle losing you as my little girl. Are you sure you can handle me treating you both of those ways together?"
 
Kate looked up to him and sighed a bit, her arms dropping as he said she could stay and she nodded her head. "I know, daddy." She looked down and slowly back up to him, "I can handle it." She said with a nod, her eyes closing for a mere second and she stepped forward as she pressed herself against him, her arms around his waist and her head against his chest. "You won't lose your little girl." She shook her head, slowly pulling away as she looked up to him, her head tilted back. "I am and always will be your little girl." She said and kissed his cheek softly. Turning she looked into his eyes before she pressed her head back against his chest and shoulder a bit, her face pressing into his neck a bit.

[Short, blek.]
 
Jim let out a deep breath when she said she'd always be his little girl. He held her close to him and started running his fingers through her hair, feeling her breath fall on his neck. "I love you, Katie," he whispered to her. He held her for a long time after he said that, just stroking her hair and thinking about her. It was so strange. On the one hand, he was holding her, comforting her like a daughter, and on the other, he was very aware of her body against him, her chest, her hips. He thought about for a long time and finally just sighed. If he was giving in, he might as well give in. "Katie, do you want to sleep in my bed tonight... and for the rest of the time you're here, I guess?" he asked, giggling a little as he finished. It felt silly to ask. So weird to be inviting her as a lover and a father.
 
Closing her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his fingers brushing through her hair and she slowly looked up to him and then down to his bed before she nodded her head slowly. "Yeah," She answered and breathed in lightly. "It is quite comfortable. More so than the guest bed." She smiled and nodded a bit, up to him before her arms loosened a bit around his waist and her fingers ran along his back slowly. She really hoped it wouldn't make things awkward between them, but the fact that they weren't going to try and hide what they were feeling would help a bit and she looked up to him, "Oh, and I love you too, Daddy." She said, leaning up and she pressed her lips to his softly, it didn't...feel wrong to her. Sure which was indeed VERY wrong, but she shrugged it off before slowly pulling away.
 
He closed his eyes as she kissed him, drinking in her soft lips and trying to get used to it. As she gently pulled away, he asked her, "Do you need to get ready for bed? I'm kinda tired and ready to rest myself, but I need to take a quick shower first." His words had affection in them, but there was a touch of lingering awkwardness. They definitely needed to talk more, he decided, but maybe tomorrow morning. Sleeping together tonight as father and daughter and... as something more... was going to be enough of a barrier to get through for him. He walked towards his dresser and started to pull out some clothes to put on after the shower. He swallowed a little bit as he thought about what exactly he should pick to sleep in tonight. The nature of their relationship felt very much in flux at the moment, and he wasn't exactly sure where the boundary lines were. He decided that maybe they could work those out together, one boundary line at at time. He decided to ask her, "Ummm... Kate, I usually sleep in just my boxer briefs, but would... that make you uncomfortable tonight?"
 
She shook her head at his question, "No, that's fine." she said and gave a small smile before she turned and left as well to her now old room, pulling out a tank top before pulling it on after taking her shirt and bra off. Sliding her jeans off her legs she set them onto her bed before she turned and left the room. With just a white tank top and a pair of panties on. Though she crawled onto the bed and she pushed the covers back, sliding under and then pulling them back up and over her body. Her eyes closing as she was enveloped in warmth. Waiting for him to get done with his shower, as she listened to the water running and she bit her bottom lip. Today was awkward.. tonight was awkward. Would tomorrow be just as awkward? Her eyes opened and looked up to the ceiling, she hoped they could get over the odd parts.
 
He showered quickly, letting the hot water wash away his tension, and trying to let it wash away his thoughts. He scrubbed his body and tried to let it all go. There would be enough time for reality later; tonight they both needed sleep. He stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. He pulled on his underwear and took a deep breath. If she was going to come out of all this and have a shot of happiness, he realized, she was going to need as little reality as possible. Truthfully, he needed as little reality as possible too. He smiled and opened the bathroom door. Shutting off the light and walking to bed shirtless and pantsless. He tugged back the covers on the side of the bed that she hadn't claimed and climbed in next to her. He looked at her and smiled warmly, then scooted over next to her so that his body was just touching hers. "Come here sweetheart. If we're going to do this, let's do it right," he said and stretched his arm out towards her, offering her his chest as a pillow and his arms to snuggle her close. "Tonight was your first time, Katie, and I don't know how much experience you've got with men." He swallowed, but determinedly made his voice soft and inviting, trying to set her at ease. "If you've still got curiosities or desires, well, my body is your territory now, princess. You don't have to ask if you want to touch me, and I'll answer anything you want to know, alright?"
 
Her eyes peered over to see him step in and she smiled a bit, feeling their legs and hips brushing as he slid in and she looked up and into his eyes. She nodded her head as she slowly wiggled herself over and felt their bodies pressing against one another. Her left arm moving over to rest over his stomach and side, her head against his chest and almost to suddenly she felt - at home. It felt nice, warm, comforting to be in her fathers arms like this in bed. She snuggled up close to him and stifled a yawn before her eyes closed and she nodded. "Okay." She said, her eyes opening once more before her eyes traveled up to look to him and she gave a small smile. "Night, Daddy." She said softly and rested her head down onto his chest, just under his chin. Her finger tips trailing up and down his chest slowly, feeling every bump of his muscles and chest.
 
"Goodnight, Kate," he answered her with a warm smile. He wrapped his arm around her to squeeze her lovingly too him for a moment, then took to rubbing her back softly. She felt warm next to him and soft, so very soft. Her fingers tracing over his chest made him melt. It was far easier than he had expected to just fall into her, to accept this new role she was quickly starting to fill. He rubbed her back softly with his hand, encouragingly, trying to relax her to sleep. Of course, he couldn't resist, just once, letting his hand trail down past the small of her back to lightly caress her ass through her panties. It made him blush a little, but after all, even if he was her father, he was still a guy. He'd have done it with any new bedmate, any new lover, he reasoned.

He went back to stroking the small of her back through her tank top, spreading out his fingers to let his body heat radiate into her back. He felt the comfortable weight of her head rise and fall with his chest as he breathed. The smooth, youthful skin of her shaved legs felt cool against his side. He reached out of the covers and tucked the blankets in around her body, hoping he was keeping her warm enough. He kissed the top of her head and laid back on his pillow, letting his eyelids droop. It wasn't long before he softly snoring.
 
Her eyes traveled up to look up to him, blushing as she felt his hand slide down, running over her ass and rubbing it lightly. Her left leg moving a bit to lock into his and she pressed her body full up. His warmth keeping her warm and her eyes closed, sighing as she enjoyed each touch of his fingers along her skin under her shit, down her back. "I love you, daddy." She whispered, yawning lightly. Though it seemed as well, she too closed her eyes and within moments she fell into a deep sleep. Cuddled up into him, breathing lightly.

The night passed on by slowly and morning broke through, light shining htrough the window and down onto their bed. Her eyes fluttering open and she groaned a bit, stretching as best as she could before she pressed her lips to his chest softly. Sighing she once more, gave a soft yawn and ran her fingers along his sides and back slowly, keeping him close to her.
 
He was sleeping softly, dreaming, when she started to touch him and kissed his chest in the morning light. He stirred slightly, his mouth drawing into a grin. He wasn't fully awake and aware, but he knew he had a young woman lying next to him. He was operating more on feeling than on thought as he started to rub her back affectionately. He pressed his thumbs into her muscles gently, giving her a morning back massage with his eyes still closed. He sighed warmly and moved his rubbing touch down her back, affection and warmth... and something else in his touch. He stretched a little and then started rubbing the back of her panties. The soft cotton of women's underwear was a familiar, welcome feeling in his hand. He squeezed her bottom gently, warmth and affection still present in his touch just as much as some obvious lust. He rolled gently towards her and his morning arousal, left over from his dreaming, pressed into her thigh. He reached his other arm around her and embraced her, their faces now inches from each other. Slowly he let his eyes slide open with a yawn. Then he recognized Kate, and his eyes went from happy, warm and lusty to concerned very quickly. His hand froze on her butt. "Sorry honey... ummm, was that a little... too much, too quickly?" he asked her softly.
 
Kate sighed softly at the sudden morning back massage and she groaned in appreciation and her eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling of his fingers rubbing into her back muscles. Though her cheeks flushed at the sudden grasp of his hand upon her bottom and she looked up to him, though she smiled and couldn't hold back a giggle as his eyes opened and he seemed quite concerned. "No, daddy. It wasn't." She shook her head and she kissed his cheek, chin and lips softly. Looking up and into his eyes before she laid her head back down and she breathed in a light sigh of content.
 
He held her like that for a while before speaking again. His hardness pressed against her thigh, pressing against the front of his underwear; like most men, he usually woke up aroused. His hands moved back up and started to rub her back again, which had the added effect of pulling her close to him and pressing her up against him. His fingers sought out knots in her muscles without really being directed by his mind, then his thumbs dug into the hard spots in her muscle tissue until it melted away under his touch. He looked down at her, his daughter, his new lover, and a wave of love and admiration washed over him. He could still feel her kiss on his cheek and lips, the perfect combination of sweetness and intimacy. "You're really amazing, Katie. You seem like you're taking pretty easily to this new role," he said, finally breaking his silence and looking down in her eyes. He kept rubbing her back and added, "It's like it just comes naturally to you."

He moved so he could comfortably look in her eyes while he talked to her. He smiled but his brow crinkled a little. "I have to admit, it's not coming as easily to me. I feel like I don't exactly know how I'm allowed to touch you, or talk to you. You know what I mean? Like, I don't know what my limits are and such," he smiled and swallowed a little nervously. It felt almost like he was trying to give her 'The Sex Talk', although obviously she was way past that, but it also felt like he was trying to get to know a girl that he was interested in. It was awkward, obviously, but he felt more committed to the path they'd chosen than he had last night.
 
She smiled and her face pressed into the crick of his neck just as she groaned out as his fingers sought out the knots in her back and she sighed softly as it felt better. She nodded her head, looking up to him and her arms wrapped around his waist. "Well, there are no limits." She shook her head and smiled as her eyes closed for a moment. "I mean, I can't think of any limits. If something does happen that I don't like, I'll say no. Or if you don't like, you say no." She shrugged, "It'll be as easy as that." She nodded and she kissed her fathers lips once more, but much softer and slower.
 
He swallowed hard when she said there were no limits. His mind leapt into all sorts of naughty, and even a few darker fantasies before he had a chance to think. He took a deep breath, reminding himself that she had been a virgin up until last evening. He didn't need to scare her. Still, he was aroused right now... and he had to admit, he wanted her. He ran his hands into her hair and started to massage the back of her head. "Hmmm, I don't know about that, Katie," he said softly, but with a slight note of teasing or even a little challenge, "I told you all men were dogs. I'm no exception. There might be a lot of things I'd try that a nice girl like you might not want to do." His hands slowly slid down her back and around to her stomach. Then he slowly moved up to cup her breasts through her shirt, kissing her neck as he did so.
 
Katie cocked her brow and she smiled up to him, "Like I said.. there are no limits. How will I know I don't like something.. if I don't try it?" She asked and looked up to him, feeling his hands running along her body before along her breast. Her head tilted to the side as his lips trailed kisses along her skin. "Like you told me when I was younger. With food.. If I don't try it. How do I know I won't like it." She said, leaning up as she pressed her lips to his ear softly, kissing it as her hands moved to find his back and sides, challenging him back and she smile. "I wanna try it." She tilted her head back, closing her eyes as she gave him more access to her neck.
 
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