TenderAggression
Planetoid
- Joined
- Jan 25, 2019
Duke Anurak tapped his sturdy fingers against the steering wheel of his sleek black Toyota, humming with the smooth velvety jazz that played softly through the speakers. He was a man pushing his mid-forties, although he carried himself with a certain degree of poise and health that most men his age lacked. Occasional streaks of silver lined his hair, and specked the well-trimmed beard he wore on his chiseled jawline as well. Wearing a white button-up shirt, silver watch, and well-fitting black trousers, he let his impressive physique and piercing brown eyes speak louder than his apparel.
Packed in both the backseat and trunk of the car were the various belongings and memories of both him and his daughter. While on deployment, his wife had passed, leaving him with no choice but to send his daughter over to a boarding school while he finished his tour overseas. He cast a wayward glance towards his daughter, who was a near spitting image of her mother in her youth. It'd been so long since he'd last seen her as a child, barely turning 10. Now, she was a full-grown woman, with all of the physical features that that entailed. Well-endowed, curv- He shook his head and blinked. What had gotten into him?
Unlike the other men of his unit, Duke had not been unfaithful during his deployment overseas. As a result, he had... pent up needs. Frustrations and passions that had gone unspent, leaving him quite bothered. So many thoughts went through him, wondering what lay in store for him now that he had left war and bloodshed behind.
Their apartment was quite the nice place actually. Overlooking a river, it was in a quieter part of town in London, but with plenty of amenities and other such affects nearby. Between his pay as an officer and the insurance money they got from her mum's sudden passing, he would have enough to support a comfortable lifestyle for the both of them. The apartment complex itself was neat and tidy, and greeted the receptionist warmly as he grabbed a key for both him and his daughter. As they took the lift up in silence, he shot a look towards her, figuring he should try to get to know her better.
"Wanna grab dinner somewhere nice tonight? We could watch a movie after." His voice was deep and warm, like the rumbling of dormant volcanoes.
Packed in both the backseat and trunk of the car were the various belongings and memories of both him and his daughter. While on deployment, his wife had passed, leaving him with no choice but to send his daughter over to a boarding school while he finished his tour overseas. He cast a wayward glance towards his daughter, who was a near spitting image of her mother in her youth. It'd been so long since he'd last seen her as a child, barely turning 10. Now, she was a full-grown woman, with all of the physical features that that entailed. Well-endowed, curv- He shook his head and blinked. What had gotten into him?
Unlike the other men of his unit, Duke had not been unfaithful during his deployment overseas. As a result, he had... pent up needs. Frustrations and passions that had gone unspent, leaving him quite bothered. So many thoughts went through him, wondering what lay in store for him now that he had left war and bloodshed behind.
Their apartment was quite the nice place actually. Overlooking a river, it was in a quieter part of town in London, but with plenty of amenities and other such affects nearby. Between his pay as an officer and the insurance money they got from her mum's sudden passing, he would have enough to support a comfortable lifestyle for the both of them. The apartment complex itself was neat and tidy, and greeted the receptionist warmly as he grabbed a key for both him and his daughter. As they took the lift up in silence, he shot a look towards her, figuring he should try to get to know her better.
"Wanna grab dinner somewhere nice tonight? We could watch a movie after." His voice was deep and warm, like the rumbling of dormant volcanoes.