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Hiding in Plain Sight [Nothing_Is_As_It_Seems & GhostOfWinter]

When Augustus saw his daughter's flushed cheeks and heard her whispered response, he felt something stirring in the pit of his stomach. Transfixed, he slowly fed his daughter a second spoonful, followed by a third, taking his time and enjoying his daughter's reaction as he fed her like a child. However, a certain part of him was not seeing Gabriela as a child as he remained intently focused on her, watching his daughter's tongue snake out to taste his offered treat, watching her lips close around the extended spoon, watching her swallow each new bite.

His heartbeat quickened as he continued, no longer paying much attention to what in particular he was feeding her, getting lost in her sparkling eyes, her flushed cheeks, and those pretty pink lips smiling up at him. Noticing a spot of whipped cream adorning Gabriela's cheek, he leaned in, giving his daughter a quick kiss and licking up the stray topping. The feeling of her soft skin lingered on his lips, as her distinctive scent, a subtle aroma he would always be able to recognize as that of his lovely daughter, filled his nostrils. A rogue thought rose unbidden to the forefront of his mind, that despite some of the finest cuisine in Isembard set out on the table between them, the most appetizing thing before him was his darling little girl. He reached out to run his hand through his daughter's hair, before gently cupping her cheek as he looked upon her with a mixture of parental fondness and... something else.
 
Gabriela continued to take bite after bite in the same manner, her human self enjoying the affection and attention that it offered from her father, and her vampire self delighting in the increased pheromones and sexual energy that her father gave out as he watched her eat. After twenty more spoonfuls, Gabriela started to feel full, but she didn't say a thing. She didn't want to stop his attentions, he seemed to be enjoying the affair just as much, if not more, as herself.

Again she could feel her blood begin to heat up and the dampness between her legs nearly became a small puddle. When her father leaned over and kissed her cheek, Gabriela could not help but let out a small whimper, followed by a soft, almost inaudible moan. "I...I...I think I'm r-ready to go P-p-papa.." Gabriela stammered quietly, her eyes pleading to get somewhere a bit more private. Her Dhampyr nature was threatening to take over her more human consciousness and pounce on her father.
 
Augustus' arousal built further at his daughter's pliant behavior. He watched her squirming in her seat, her body language betraying a different sort of hunger than he had brought her here to sate. Seeing her like this, needy and vulnerable, he felt a surge of protectiveness. He suddenly felt like the restaurant was too exposed, too public. He didn't like the thought of other people seeing his beautiful baby girl like this, flushed and eager. He wanted to steal her away, keep her all for himself. When Gabriela spoke softly, he picked up on her pleading tone, and knew that in a way, she was feeling the same thing. "Alright, Bree. Let's be on our way."

Rising to his feet, Augustus helped his daughter to hers, noticing a slight unsteadiness in her footing, a tremble in her knees. He wrapped an arm around her waist, and took her hand with the other, and walked her back to their waiting carriage. After opening the door and helping her into the carriage, he addressed his coachman. "Gabriela is feeling under the weather," he bluffed to his servant, "would you take us to the lakeside, for some fresh air?". There was a small lake about a mile from the outskirts of town, well within his territory and away from prying eyes, but most importantly, he thought as he climbed into the carriage himself, it would take about twenty minutes to reach.

As the horses began their trot, Augustus drew the curtains closed, plunging him and his daughter into partial shade, and concealing them once more within a private space entirely their own. He let out a breath, relaxing a little bit knowing that once more, there was no chance of outsiders taking notice of her pale skin, her subtle pointed ears, or the lengthened incisors that were a dead giveaway of her monstrous origins, that she was safe and hidden and alone with him. Turning his gaze upon her once more, he noticed her brilliant eyes sparkling at him through the dark, fixed on him as though waiting to see what he would do.

What was he going to do? He hadn't actually given it that much thought, to be honest. He just felt a need building inside of him, a possessive and jealous urgency to take his daughter away and keep her to himself, to make sure she belonged only to him, a wild desire which at once stemmed from his fierce paternal love for his only daughter and threatened to transform it into something else. He placed his hand on her cheek, gently stroking her and tracing the ridge of her ear, drinking in the softness of her skin. He drew her toward him, burying his nose in her hair and deeply inhaling her scent, her heady vampiric pheromones that threatened to overwhelm his reason. "Oh Gabriela..." he breathed huskily into her ear, the rare utterance of her full name betraying his conflicted but powerful feelings.
 
Gabriela breathed a sigh of relief as her father agreed and took her back into the carriage. Her legs were unsteady and her knees wobbled as they made their way back into the carriage, she melted right into her seat net to her father and leaned on his strong frame for support. The other hunger started growing once more, the hunger that wasn't standby food, but by sexual energy. Just sitting close to her father wasn't going to be enough, she needed more than just the smell of him, but his touch on her bare skin, in places more more sensitive than her face and arms.

As he breathed her name huskily into her ear, Gabriela could not contain the incoming whimper. Her eyes closed and her body shivered with delight. She pressed closer to him, her hands reaching for his chest and clutching the fabric tight. "P-Papa...I think its h-happening a-agian." She whispered with a whimper and pressed her body even closer to his chest, trying desperately to ease the burning desire growing within her, squeezing her legs tighter together in hopes of containing the wetness that flooded her panties. "H-help me P-Papa....p-p-p-please...." She begged huskily, the growing hunger flashing behind her eyes.
 
Gabriela's tiny whimpers, her begging words, her tiny hands clawing and clutching at him, her obvious and powerful need for him made Augustus' heart ache for her. As a father, he hated to see her in obvious discomfort, and yearned to satisfy her every need, to see her safe and happy and contented. Right now, however, Augustus could feel his daughter taking a different sort of hold over him, her presence dominating every one of his senses, calling out to him, demanding that he see to her needs in a way that he would never before have considered. His mind was filled with forbidden images, of Gabriela's cute face contorted in pleasure as he touched her, kissed her, licked her, bit her and suckled on her, in places entirely inappropriate for a father to touch his daughter. There was a part of his mind that felt that this was wrong, that he would be violating his daughter's trust and faith in him if he were to cross that line and engage in those sorts of acts with her, but he also knew that she was growing up, and that this intense and powerful sexuality was becoming a stronger and stronger part of her life. He knew that she would need someone to do these things with her, and he knew that it would not be safe to entrust her secret to anyone else. No, it was more than that. Augustus didn't want to let anyone else see this most precious side of his baby girl. He didn't want to give her to anyone else. She was his, and he would make sure she remained that way.

Pulling back from his daughter, Augustus placed his hand back on her cheek, gently stroking her, running his fingers down along her jawline and under her chin, and lifted her face to him. He was intently focused on those pretty pink lips of hers, which trembled with each small whimper as his daughter squirmed against him. She seemed so vulnerable, so helpless in that instant, and he felt himself growing rigid with desire at the thought of taking her, claiming her, making her his. He leaned in and kissed his daughter, gently pressing his lips against hers. Her lips were so incredibly soft, so warm, so inviting. He kissed her more firmly, pressing his lips harder against hers, forcing her lips open, his tongue snaking out and seeking out that beautiful tongue of hers that had so thoroughly held his attention at the restaurant. He wrapped his arms around his baby girl, holding her, binding her tightly against him, as he invaded her sweet little mouth, drinking in her taste, licking and sucking on her lovely pink tongue.

Augustus could have easily gone on, pushed her onto her back, tore her dress to pieces and devoured every part of her, but reluctantly forced himself to stop, to pull back for just a moment. No matter how strong his desires, no matter how strong the pull of his daughter's dhampyr instincts, he still loved her more than life itself. Catching his breath, he looked deep into Gabriela's brilliant golden eyes for the first time since he had attacked her, hoping he had not pushed her too far, searching for some sign that he had not ruined his teenage daughter's first kiss, that she wanted him to go on just as much as he did.
 
It was torture for Gabriela as she waited for her father to make the next move. Her whole body ached with need, her blood hot with desire for some sort of relief, of the sexual kind, and she tried desperately to think of anything else, but to no avail, her need was too strong. She shut her eyes tight and tensed every muscle in her body, hoping that would help at all, but it didn't. All she could think of was her father's strong arms holding her down, his lips all over her wriggling body, his hands caressing every inch of her in a gentle yet possessive manner, and she moaned at the thoughts. She wanted nothing more in this moment to be her father's physical comfort and sexual plaything.

When Augustus pulled back, Gabriela opened her eyes again, the book behind them betraying her thoughts and shimmering with mischief. She shivered under his touch and looked deep into his eyes as she counted off the seconds in her mind till his next movie. The kiss, his kiss, is just what her young body wanted. Gabriela melted into it, and her lips gladly parted to accept his tongue. Her tongue gently caressed his as it ravaged her mouth and explored the new surroundings. When he pulled back, a look of sadness and disappointment was plastered on her face. Why had he stopped? Was she doing something wrong? Did he feel guilt or regret about what he did? He certainly should not have.

Without letting another moment pass, Gabriela's natural instincts kicked in, the kiss awakening the monster inside her that was begging for release, and Gabriela gladly let it take over. She climbed on top of her father quickly, straddling his lap and pressing her young chest against his. She wrapped her slim fingers over his shoulders and gently dug her nails in as she deeply inhaled his scent from the side of his neck. Gabriela's tongue flitted out and darted from the nape of his neck, to his chin, then to his lips, all the while her eyes gazing hungrily into his. Then she pressed her soft pink lips to his and forced her tongue inside, mimicking his previous actions, while also rubbing her young body against his. "More..." She demanded in a low and husky growl, her eyes slightly closed, but still communicating the fiery passion she held within.
 
As Augustus stared into those shimmering golden eyes, he had his answer. There was no hurt there, no fear, just a loving concern and a sparkling mischief. Augustus felt a wave of relief, knowing that he had not destroyed his relationship with his only daughter for a selfish moment of pleasure. He only had a moment to relax, however, before something came over his little girl and she was on him, moving with the unnatural strength and speed of her mother's people. He became aware of her tiny body on top of his, the soft flesh of her budding breasts yielding gently as she pressed into him, her dress bunching up as she clamped her legs around his. His pulse pounded as she took hold of his shoulders and brought her tongue to his neck, tasting him. Memories of the Lady Adeline flashed through Augustus' mind, illicit liaisons where they would sneak off for a moment of privacy, the vampiress climbing onto him just like this, sinking her teeth into his neck, feeding off of him while keeping his mind and body in a state of euphoria. Augustus shivered at the possibility of feeding his young daughter in this same way, but it was not to be. The teenage dhampyr wanted something else, as she sought out his lips and kissed him just as aggressively as he had done earlier, and he marveled at just how forceful her soft lips and delicate tongue could be.

Her single word to him was as much a command as it was a request. Her sexual willpower was flooding over him, drawing out and enhancing his own arousal, encouraging him to give in to his deepest fantasies. Augustus could probably have pushed back, reasserted his own willpower, as he did in the dress shop, but he had absolutely no desire to do so. He was alone with his Gabriela, with little chance of interruption or detection while they were on the road, and after a day of flirting and teasing, he wanted to show his precious baby girl just what sort of consequences her actions would reap. Augustus brought his hands down, lightly tracing his fingers along the back of his daughter's stocking-clad legs, stroking from her firm, taut calves, up past her knees, underneath her silky dress, and towards her delicate, perfectly rounded bottom. Running his hands over her cute, panty-clad tush, he gripped her roughly, squeezing her hard and digging his fingers into her flesh, while leaning forward and aggressively kissing his daughter, wrestling with her delicate pink tongue and tasting her sweet saliva. Without breaking the kiss, he gripped his daughter's bum and pulled her even closer to him, forcefully grinding her crotch against his, easily able to feel the softness of her body against his firm rigidity even though the many layers of clothing between him. He dug his fingers into her bum even further, pulling her cheeks apart, the tips of his fingers disappearing underneath her silky panties, just barely grazing the flesh of her smooth lower lips, dipping into the dripping wetness her found there, all the while continuing to pull her closer, using his strong arms to move his daughter's tiny body against him, as though using her entire young body as a mere toy for his own pleasure.
 
As her father entertained her enthusiastic kisses with his own rough touches, Gabriela increased the aggressiveness in her kisses. Using her sharp little teeth, she nipped at his tongue and his lips between assaulting his tongue with her own, moaning into the kisses as he groped her slender legs and supple behind. As he pulled Gabriela closer and ground his growing member against her own soft mound, Gabriela let out a satisfied whimper and responded in turn by gyrating her hips against his crotch and pressing closer to his rigid body.

When his fingers barely grazed against her naked flesh beneath her panties, she hissed with delight at his cool fingertips on her burning flesh. Gabriela tried to push her hot and wet slit closer to his fingers and rub against them, desiring more contact. She broke away from the kiss one to begin nipping and sucking on parts of her father's exposed neck, breathing heavily on the wet spots she left, groaning and moaning as he continued to tease her small body by moving it how he wished. She moved one hand from his shoulder, snaking it down between them from his chest to his belly, her fingers dancing lightly as they found their way to the buckle of his belt. It took only a moment for her swift fingers to undo the clasp and she violently pulled the belt from the loops of his trousers, only to return her fingers to the buttons and quickly attend to undoing those as well.

Th young Dhampyr was now on auto-pilot, one hand working to undress her father, eager for their skin to touch, while the other teased him by clawing and scratching at his clothes back. "Take what you want....I need you Papa..." She growled in his ear, nipping at the lobe and breathing heavily on his neck. "I'm so hungry Papa...." She pleaded in a sexy and demanding tone.
 
Augustus was momentarily surprised to feel his rigid flesh spring loose from his trousers. It had only taken his young daughter a few moments to free him from the confines of his clothing, once more demonstrating her greater-than-human dexterity. He briefly felt a tinge of guilt, being naked before his baby girl for the first time since they had stopped bathing together. It was true that he often got eyefuls of her own naked flesh, as she was not shy to change her clothes in front of him. He had always taken great care when raising his daughter to teach her that although she needed to be careful not to let others discover her ancestry, her body was nothing to be ashamed of, and he found her incredibly beautiful and loved her dearly. This translated to a total lack of modesty on her part, she had always seemed perfectly confident being naked in front of him, though as her body changed he found himself noticing her more and she seemed to become a little more aware of his eyes upon her. Even so, being exposed before his teenage daughter was a new feeling, and Augustus momentarily wondered if he was letting things move too quickly. His thoughts were silenced by Gabriela's moaning and growling, her whispered words in his ear confirming that he was free to do whatever he wished with her.

Uttering his own animalistic grunt, Augustus tore the silk panties from his daughter's flesh, the cost of the expensive garment garnering not even a moment's concern. He grabbed handfuls of the fabric of his daughter's dress in his fists, bunching it up and hiking it over her waist, leaving her upper thighs, her bottom, and her smooth, glistening slit exposed to the air inside the carriage. Gripping his daughter by her perfectly formed bum, and taking care not to let her dress fall back down, he pulled her roughly against his sex, sliding her soft lips against the length of his member, coating himself with her juices. Augustus was by no means tremendously well endowed, perhaps slightly above average, but his turgid cock felt longer, thicker, and firmer than normal, almost uncomfortably swollen in anticipation of sampling the most forbidden fruit of his one and only daughter. The scent of Gabriela's arousal hung thick on the air, and her moans and whimpers were the finest music to his ears. Keeping a firm grip on her, he lifted her up a few inches, then gently allowed her to fall back down, her dripping wetness providing adequate lubrication for them to slide effortlessly over one another. He repeated this motion over and over again, lifting her entire body weight with his strong arms, pleasuring himself with her delicate young body, but always careful not to catch the tip of his penis within her inviting folds, careful not to penetrate his baby girl. As much as he wanted to claim her right then and there, something within Augustus held back, though he wasn't sure whether it was out of some last remnant of fatherly propriety, or simply the desire to make sure that the loss of his daughter's virginity was more special than a hurried coupling in a cramped horse-drawn carriage. And so he continued, his fingers digging into the tender flesh of her bottom, certain to leave marks on her delicate skin, dragging her body roughly against his in a most intimate father-daughter embrace.
 
Hearing the grunt from her father made Gabriela's grin widen, and she replied with a mewl of satisfaction as he ripped the silky cloth from her nether regions. As her lower lips slid easily up and down her father's rigid member, Gabriela could not contain moans of pure ecstasy and delight. Each time he thrusted his member against her, she felt her pleasure heighten, her hunger grow, and her delicate sex became wetter and wetter. She relaxed her body into her father's arms, letting him take full control of their movements, simply wanting to enjoy the experience as her body absorbed the pure sexual energy from her father. Her lips continued to kiss, lick, and nip at his neck, cheeks, and lips, alternating to not only keep him guessing, but also to allow for the child to gasp and moan as he took what he desired from Gabriela.

The Dhampyr in her craved more, wanting her father to penetrated her sex deeply and empty inside her, but the human, just barely awake and holding on, pleaded 'not yet'. Reluctantly the Dhampyr nature agreed, but began planning for next time. Gabriela's fingers on her one hand dug deep into his back as she felt wave after wave of pleasure building inside of her, so close to release but waiting for the right moment. Her other hand eagerly used it's fingers to stroke the other side of his member, nails gently tracing up and down the length opposite of the direction he grinned against her own sex. As she stroked, Gabriela pulled her head back and stared deep into her father's eyes. She gasped and moaned with his every move, licking her lips and panting like an animal in heat. Her cheeks were flushed and sweat glistened on her brow as she used what little self control she had left within her to hold back the tidal wave of impending climax until they were both ready to explode.
 
Augustus was lost as wave after wave of sexual pleasure flooded his body, but remained cognizant of a sort of steady pull on his mind, which he recognized as the same feeling he felt when the Lady Adelina had fed from his neck. He realized that Gabriela was feeding off of him in her own way, drawing the sexual energy from his body directly, through the contact of their bodies and through the intense emotional bond they shared, the overwhelmingly powerful love of a father and daughter who adored one another, lived for one another. He had never felt so intimately connected to the beautiful child before him, so able to express his deep feelings for her, touch succeeding where words had failed. His mind recalled the great joy that his only daughter had brought him over the years, the many memories of a smiling child beaming up at him, so excited to see him, so eager to simply spend time in his presence. Though he had often worried for her future, and whether he would be able to protect her, to adequately prepare her for the life she would need to lead, she had never been anything but a source of light and love in his life, and he had always loved the feeling of holding her tiny body in his arms, bouncing her in his lap, tickling her and getting lost in her giggles, her joyous laughter, and that lovely smile.

As Augustus looked upon his daughter now, he was caught up in how surreal this moment was. This was the same beautiful girl he had known for all her life, melting against his body as she always had in his embrace, smiling the same radiant smile she always had when he paid her attention, and staring at him with that same loving gaze, expressing that eternal wish to be the center of his world. Yet, so many things were new: her delicious little moans, the way she wriggled and squirmed, the way she ground against him and dragged her nails across the sensitive skin of his penis. He would never have imagined his innocent little child could be so erotic, so totally desirable and utterly irresistible. He wondered how he had ever been able to resist her at all, remembering her briefly revealing her body to him this morning, idly wondered how he had ever managed to catch sight of her smooth, hairless young body without pinning her down on her bed and suckling on every exposed inch of her flesh. Had Gabriela explored her first sexual experiences with some young lad, surely these same images would have tormented Augustus with jealousy and possessiveness, but knowing that she was here, safe and sound, and choosing to share her ready and willing teenage body with him, filled him with such pride and appreciation.

With all these feelings welling up inside him, the memories of the delightful little child who had always loved him unconditionally blending with the guilty pleasure of catching glimpses of his daughter's developing young body as she grew and matured melding into the present, his daughter's writhing body dominating his senses, her heady aroma lingering in his nostrils, the taste of her lips and her exposed skin on his tongue, her lyrical mewls as she whimpered into his ears, the sight of her face scrunched up in pleasure, her eyes tightly shut as her delicate pink tongue extended from her panting mouth, and of course the heavenly feel of his beloved child's most tender, delicate folds stroking back and forth along his sensitive skin. His arousal reached a tipping point, welling up inside him, and he growled with pleasure as he spilled forth, his rigid member pulsing as he sprayed jet after jet of his hot, thick sperm across his daughter's bare pubic mount.
 
Gabriela's body relished in Augustus' thoughts, feeding off every one of the fantasies that popped into his mind and enjoying the emotions that peppered each desire he held. The Dhampyr within her was busily hatching plots based on the images her father's dirty mind provided, planning it's next attack on the carnal man beneath her young body. Perhaps she would play on the relationship they had and she would playfully and innocently ask for help and guidance during their next romp.

Meanwhile, Gabriela was drowning in the wonderful sensations, both physical and emotional, that her father's touches were causing. She always wanted to be closer to her father, closer than just father and daughter should, and this moment shed light on exactly what she wanted with him, a sharing of body and soul. Words escaped Gabriela as she tried to think of how to describe just how happy she was in the moment, just how close and loved she felt by her father, and how she never wanted to let him leave her, not even for a moment. Gabriela let the Dhampyr take charge once more as the waves of pleasure rose higher and higher within her, she had confidence that her body knew what to do next and simply let her conscious self slip away.

Her eyes flashed at her father once more, a hint of greed and satisfaction behind the grin on her lips. The Dhampyr knew he was about to let go, and so Gabriela's body prepared. Her fingers on his bask dug in deep, ripping small holes through the layers of his coat and shirt, digging into his skin, and drawing small droplets of blood. The hand on his member squeezed tight as she felt the pressure build and her own body pressed hard against his.

Just as she felt the first droplets of cum on her bare mound, Gabriela's own sex began to flood with a clear liquid, squirting our of her folds and all over her father's lap. As her cunt exploded, Gabriela let out an animalistic growl and bit down firmly on her father's neck, drawing two small trickles where her teeth sunk into the nape of his neck, and she moaned into the skin as she sucked lightly. The hand on his member pumped the thick juices out and she used the tip of his member to spread the gooey substance all over her gushing folds and flat stomach.

Once his shaft was spent, Gabriela leaned back and grinned widely. She lifted both hands to her mouth, one covered in his thick seed, the other with some of his blood, and Gabriela preceded to ever so slowly and in the most tantalizing manner, lick her fingers clean, one by one, darting from one hand to the other. "Oh Papa...." She whispered in a tone that revealed how proud of herself she was. "...you...are...positively... delicious..." Gabriela confessed between licking and sucking her fingers clean. "And you have quite the mess to clean." She winked wickedly with a small and knowing giggle.
 
As Augustus' mind cleared, he was treated to the sight of his young daughter, her clothes rumpled, her hair messed up, dripping with sweat and with her bare pubis smeared with his semen. She was licking his bodily fluids off of her fingers, cleaning herself like a satisfied little kitten, but nonetheless aware of the erotic effects of her flirtatious actions. Despite his recently spent load, Augustus remained uncomfortably erect as he imaged what it would be like to feed his little girl directly, to rub his turgid member against her deliciously soft lips, to coax her lips open and invade her hot little mouth. Would she be so pleased with herself then, or would she have difficulty fitting all of him inside of her, sputtering and choking? He imagined himself teaching her, training her over time to be able to take more and more of him, he imagined firmly gripping her soft hair and slowly, gently pulling her head down, forcing his length into her mouth and down her throat. He imagined the feel of her delicate little tongue swirling around him, stroking his length and teasing his cock head. Lastly, he imagined his little girl, sitting on her knees and looking up at him with those brilliant, mischievous eyes, her tongue outstretched and eagerly awaiting his incoming seed. He wondered if she would be able to swallow it all, or if it would spill from her lips as she struggled to keep up.

As his little girl licked the last of his seed off of her hand, teasing him and giggling at their predicament, Augustus felt the overwhelming need to hold his child close. He gathered her up and pulled her against him, turning her sideways so that she was sitting in his lap, heedless of the mixture of their fluids leaking from her lower lips, and drew her into a warm and loving embrace, that of a proud father overwhelmed with love for his greatest treasure, his one and only daughter. He leaned in and kissed her lips, softly and gently, tasting both the thick consistency and salty taste of his semen and the metallic aftertaste left by his own blood. He held her close, cuddling with his little girl, stroking her hair, nuzzling against her, and pampering her with his affection. "Oh wow, Gabriela..." he said at last, breathing a sigh of contentment. "I love you so very much. I cannot believe how beautiful you've become." While Augustus knew that he had created something of a predicament, that the smell of sex had now thoroughly permeated the carriage and both father and daughter were covered in sweat and spent bodily fluids, he did not want to tarnish the beautiful moment he had just shared with his baby girl. Instead, he just snuggled closer with her, nibbling on her ears and whispering to her how proud he was of her, how incredible of a woman she was growing up to be, and how no matter what, she would always be his precious baby daughter who he loved more than anyone. However, he knew that it would not be long before he would again be tempted to take Gabriela and treat her like a little fuck slut, to make her into his own personal sex kitten, and somehow he knew he would find his precious little dhampyr more than willing to oblige.
 
The Dhampyr was nearly sated, she just needed a little more to feed on and then she would let little Gabriela back to the world of the living. Augustus' thoughts of his daughter eagerly using her mouth on his member provided more than enough and the Dhampyr slowly faded back into the recesses of Gabriela's mind as it treasured the thoughts of their next encounter. With one last lick of her lips, Gabriela came to, the sly and knowing smirk turning into a shy yet happy smile of his little girl.

As her father held her close, Gabriela gladly wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight and sighing with relief. She purred quietly as he nuzzled and kissed her sweetly, enjoying the much softer and more innocent affections that her father now gave her. "I love you Papa." She said with a bright smile, her eyes glimmering with joy. She basked happily in his praise, cuddling into his chest as she ignored the mess that they had made together. Gabriela closed her eyes once more, her body feeling a little weak from all the excitement, and she listened to his hear beat as he continued to shower her with praise.

Gabriela wished this moment would never end, that they could always be this way, but she knew that it was impossible. So she cherished the moments they had now, every so often glancing up at her father and sighing with utter content with a sweet smile for only him.
 
Though Augustus was deeply enjoying his time with his daughter, his attention soon shifted to their current situation. The carriage was rapidly approaching its destination, a quiet lake outside the hustle and bustle of the town. There shouldn't be many townspeople at the lake, but there would still be Augustus' coachman and bodyguard. They may have heard something during the journey, and the Viscount and his young daughter had created ample evidence both of their forbidden dalliance, and of the secret of her heritage. Though he trusted his servants to keep the daughter of a nobleman safe, he was not sure whether he could trust them to protect the secret of a dhampyr, much less one in an incestuous relationship with her own father. Knowing he had perhaps only minutes to prepare for their arrival, he took a handkerchief, and cleaned himself and his daughter as best he could. He dried them both off, smoothed down her dress and buckled up his belt. The interior of the carriage contained a trunk holding a few folded cloaks, useful both for unexpected changes in the weather, and for those cases when a nobleman needs to blend in or pass undetected. For now, he wrapped himself in a dark green cloak, hoping to cover the tears and bloodstains on his back, and the wound on his neck, and passed a cloak to Gabriela as well, before wadding up the handkerchief and stashing it back in the trunk.

"My daughter," he explained, taking her cheek in his hand and gazing into her eyes, "I may need to rely on you to take care of something. We have been somewhat indiscreet, and I am worried that the servants may suspect something. I am not ashamed of the love that we share... but even simple curiosity could be dangerous to us, to you." He went on to explain that they would need to be careful to avoid arousing any suspicion until they returned to the manor and had a chance to wash up and change their clothes. He also reminded Gabriela about an ability that her mother possessed. When vampires need to feed, they can exert their willpower over human minds, causing humans to be compliant to the vampire's wishes, and forgetful of recent events. The Lady Adelina had achieved a certain mastery over this ability, often bending the perception of humans to allow her to travel unhindered, passing unnoticed from place to place. Augustus explained that he had suspected Gabriela may have this same instinct, that he had felt traces of the same effects when she wanted something from him, and that those effects had been particularly strong recently. "I would like you to extend your influence over our servants, ask them to disregard anything they might have seen or heard from us today. I have faith in your instincts and your power. Do you think you can do this for me?"
 
Gabriela was all too aware that the situation that they were in was sticky, to stay the least, but she felt prepared and powerful enough to handle it. She smiled at her father as he reassured her that he was not ashamed and that he needed her help, and she stroked his cheek lovingly with her hand as she replied, he dhampyr taking over slowly in preparation for the task at hand. "I will do my best Papa. I promise, but I think that you should stay in the carriage while I do so. I don't want you to forget our wonderful adventure." Gabriela said with a sly and knowing wink.

Once they reached the lake, the carriage stopped and Gabriela gave her father a quick kiss on the lips before she stepped out to speak with the help. Before she left the carriage, she mussed her hair a bit and pulled the shoulders and front of her dress down, just enough to hint at her budding body. With one more look back at her father and a wink, Gabriela exited the carriage and walked to the front to talk to the servants.

Putting on a sexy smile she sauntered over to the servants and spoke in a hypnotizing tone, urging them to forget the last twenty minutes or so. At first, the servants were skeptical, and Gabriela knew that she needed to do something else to help. Her powers were not strong enough yet to influence a human's memory with just words and body language. So she did what her blood told her, for each servant, she leaned close to their ear, asked nicely once more, then sealed the request with a sensual kiss on their lips. The little girl inside her hoped that her father would forgive the indiscretion, but it was the only thing she knew would work.

Gabriela returned just a few moments later, her cloaked now wrapped around her to conceal the dirty clothes and a sweet smile on her face. She knocked on the door and waited for her father to open it. "Everything is taken care of Papa, come join me outside!"
 
Augustus stepped forth from the carriage, making sure to exude authority in his gait as he strided to the front of the carriage. His men looked to him, but their eyes were half-focused, seeming to look past him to some unknown point on the horizon, each wearing the barest hint of a grin. "Is everything in order?" he queried.

"Yes sir. Nothing to report." his men replied in a quiet monotone, as though lost in though and only vaguely aware of the world around them.

"My daughter and I will take some time to sit by the lake. Remain with the carriage and wait for us." he commanded with the authority of the Viscount of Isembard and the lord of their household. His men acknowledged his command with the same eerie detachment. It would seem the Gabriela had succeeded. Returning to his daughter's side, he opened the carriage windows. The scent that rushed out was momentarily intense, the familiar scent of skin and sweat and bodily fluids, but would soon dissipate in the cool breeze. Giving his daughter a quick hug, he stroked her hair and kissed her forehead. "You did well, Bree. I'm proud of you." Taking his daughter's hand, he walked with her towards a tree growing near the water's edge. Augustus sat with his back to the tree, facing the still waters of the lake, and gestured for his daughter to sit with him, wanting nothing more than to hold his daughter in his arms and cuddle with her for a few minutes.

Out here, away from the townsfolk, alone save for his only daughter and with the servants she had dazed with her powers, Augustus could finally relax. It had been an unusual day to say the least. He loved his daughter tremendously and always enjoyed whatever moments he could squirrel away to spend with her. He loved the way she looked at him when he could lavish his attention upon her. Those moments had always been his most treasured memories, but from now on they would take on a different meaning. Augustus knew that things had changed irreversibly between him and his daughter. Though a small part of him felt queasy, realizing that he had committed acts that would once have turned his stomach, he supposed that on some level this new development was inevitable. When Gabriela was a little girl, he had always felt so powerfully loved by his daughter, and he had always been grateful for their intense emotional bond, which sustained them both through the difficulties involved in keeping his daughter secret and safe. Yet, as she matured, and her dhampyr nature asserted itself, tuning her in to her own sexuality and those around her, she had always seemed to instinctively know how best to tempt him, how best to advertise her beautiful body and all the wonderful delights she could offer him. Some part of her had been whittling away at his defenses for years now, tempting him into thinking about her in ways a father shouldn't, slowly winning him over to seeing her as more than a daughter, and now that they had crossed that first forbidden line, his mind was alight with the possibilities of how they could enjoy one another and this newfound dimension to their relationship.
 
Gabriela hung back as her father spoke to the servants and watched with pride as they answered her father, still dazed from the use of her powers on them. When he returned with a hug, she squeezed him tight and smiled happily, then followed him to the tree. "Thank you Papa. With practice I will get even better." She smiled and replied as she settled down beside him, leaning against his strong chest and closing her eyes. Gabriela took in a deep breath, enjoying the fish cool air blowing off the lake as she listened to her father's heart beat rhythmically.

As they both relaxed, Gabriela played back the events that had happened in the carriage over again in her mind and began to blush and smile. Now she knew what her body had been wanting all these years, what her blood demanded of the man she loved more than any other. That was the way in which she wanted to share her love with him, her whole self, and pleasure him only in a way that she could, with her heart and her body.

"I love you so very much Papa. I hope that I showed it adequately enough." She whispered softly. "I want to be everything that you want and need Papa. I don't want to be lonely anymore."
 
Augustus' heart broke at his daughter's words, which seemed to betray an long unmet need. Had he so neglected his daughter that she felt that she needed to offer herself up to him simply to earn his company? "Oh, my sweet princess," he spoke softly, wrapping both arms around his baby girl and pulling her into his lap, "I have always known how much you love me. You show it to me with every smile, with every look, with every word you speak." He planted little kisses on her head as he enveloped her in his arms, wanting her to feel the warmth of his body protecting her from the cool breeze. "I'm sorry if I've made you feel that you need to be or do anything you didn't want to in order to get my attention. You don't need to do anything to earn my love. I promise you I'll find a way for us to spend more time together."

He sat quietly with Gabriela for a while, gently stroking her hair and occasionally giving her chaste kisses to the top of her head. At last, he broke the silence. "We should get going before too long. I'm sorry to cut our day out short, but I think it might be best if we return to the manor straightaway." He couldn't very well parade his daughter around town with no panties and smelling of sex, to say nothing of his own damaged attire. "I could draw you a bath and give you a chance to clean up while we wait for your dresses to arrive." An intriguing and arousing thought rose to the forefront of his mind. "If it pleases you, and if it is truly what YOU want, I could bathe you myself, as I used to do when you were little." Augustus felt a little guilty thinking about what it would be like to see his daughter's naked teenage body on full display before him, how it would feel to run his hands all over her petite form, scrubbing her soft skin clean, how it would feel to lather and work a sweet smelling shampoo through her silky locks. He knew from her declaration that she would happily indulge his fantasies, opening her naked body to his eyes and his touch, but he hoped that this was something that Gabriela would enjoy for her own sake, not just because of her lecherous dhampyr instincts, but because it was something that would appeal to her and make her happy. He resolved, however, to respect his daughter's wishes, no matter what they were. He loved her too much to take advantage of her feelings any further than he may have already.
 
Gabriela squeezed her father tight as he spoke the sweet words of reassurance and kissed her head. "I know that I don't have to Papa, I want to do all those things for you." She admitted with a bright blush on her cheeks and a shy smile. She sighed with content as he stroked her hair and continued to kiss her head. When he broke the silence, she pulled away slightly just so that she could turn her body and face him as he spoke to his daughter.

As the count suggested bathing his daughter, she blushed brighter and felt herself become aroused not only by the images that came into her own head, but also from the Dhampyr blood inside her feeding off the thoughts that were running through her father's head. She could feel the heat building between her legs and bit her lip to try and keep hold of her senses, wanting to be his innocent daughter for at least the ride home. "I really like that idea Papa." She admitted shyly, and tried to giggle the embarrassment off. She stood up and quickly skipped back to the carriage, eager to get home and spend more private time with her favorite person in the whole world.


On the ride back, Gabriela had fallen asleep on her father's lap. Her head lay on between his legs, her head facing his abdomen and gently breathing on his crotch. Her body twitched lightly while she slept, and her hands would grasp his arm and squeeze as she did so. The look on her face was of pure peace and happiness, and her dreams were filled with memories of her and her father spending time together.
 
The ride back to the manor was much less eventful, with Augustus simply enjoying the peaceful visage of his sleeping daughter, gently stroking her hair but being careful not to wake her. He was feeling better about his relationship with his daughter after she had assured him that she felt no compulsion from him to do the things they had, but that it was of her own free will. He gazed lovingly upon her sleeping form. She was the picture of innocence, her gentle breathing and contented smile betraying nothing of the forbidden acts they had carried out earlier. Upon arriving at the manor, he scooped his daughter up in his arms, carrying the unconscious dhampyr in the bridal style, and promptly made his way into the manor, quickly making his way up to the second floor and into Gabriela's private sanctum. He gently laid his little girl down on her bed, making sure her head was cradled by her favorite duck down pillow, and laying a light blanket across her body to keep her warm.

Deftly avoiding the servants, Augustus navigated to his own quarters, discarding his damaged shirt and coat and stashing them in the back of his closet. After confirming that the light scratches on his back had long since stopped bleeding, he quickly changed into more casual attire, a short-sleeved button up shirt with a high collar to hide the marks on his neck, and a pair of dark slacks. He took a few minutes to track down some of the servants, informing them that Gabriela's purchases would be arriving sometime in the afternoon and instructing them to sign for the packages and bring them to his study when they arrived, as well as to begin preparations for his daughter's bath. As Augustus had ages ago forbidden his servants from setting foot in the eastern wing, he had had the manor modified to accommodate a unique architectural feature. A basin in the west wing was connected via copper piping to a hot water tank in Gabriela's bathroom. His servants would bring hot water in pots and ceramic containers and fill the basin, in turn filling the tank which provided running hot water for his daughter's personal hygiene. It was an elaborate and expensive solution, but he couldn't take the risk of any servants discovering his daughter's unique biology.

Returning to Gabriela's private chambers, he checked up on his only daughter, and, satisfied that she was still napping contentedly, busied himself preparing the bath. His bathroom attached to his daughter's bedroom was luxurious, with marble flooring and counter tops, brass fixtures, and a large ceramic bathtub, its size almost excessive for its single customary occupant. After setting the drain stopper and opening the valves to beginning the flow of water, Augustus began placing scented candles about the room, adjusting their positions slightly as he contemplated how best to create the relaxing ambiance he intended for his daughter, and perhaps himself, he admitted somewhat guiltily, to enjoy.
 
Gabriela curled up under the blankets and rolled onto her side after her father placed her sleeping body so gently into her bed. She snoozed for a bit longer and woke up to the sound of the bath running in the other room. Rubbing her eye, she sat up in bed and stretched a bit before slipping out of her bed and walked to his bathroom. Gabriela smiled brightly at the sight of her father preparing the scene and watched quietly for a few moments before approaching.

She snuck up behind her father and wrapped her small arms around his waist, hugging him tight. "Thank you Papa." She said with a giggle as she let go and stood in front of him. She cocked her head to the side and smiled. "Could you also help undress me? I can't quite reach all of the laces." Gabriela asked in her sweetest voice.
 
Augustus smiled as he felt his daughter's tiny arms wrapped around his body. Today had been a challenging day, but at last he and Gabriela were alone together, safe in the sanctuary he had built to protect his daughter and her secrets. She seemed to be in a playful mood, as she giggled and teased him with her request, seemingly innocent and yet hinting at so much more, and finally, Augustus felt secure enough to engage with her without fear of detection. "Of course, my princess", he responded, placing his hand on his daughter's collarbone. He circled around her, slowly, allowing his fingertips to lightly trail along the soft skin of her neck, his gaze lingering on her exposed flesh.

When he at last stood behind her, he brought his second hand to her skin, gently massaging her shoulders as he towered over her. He leaned down, letting his breathe tickle her skin as he nibbled gently on his daughter's earlobe. Backing away for a moment, he took hold of the laces on the back of her dark blue dress, pulling at each string, slowly, so that she could feel the lace moving against her skin, gradually coming undone, and exposing more and more of the creamy flesh of her back to the cool air of the bathroom. For so long, he had averted his eyes whenever his daughter undressed around him, perhaps stolen tiny glimpses, but always respected his daughter's privacy. Now, however, he was undressing her himself, and making a point of savoring the sight of each newly exposed inch of naked skin.
 
She giggle once more as her father's fingers gently grazed the skin on her neck and blushed. Gabriela's mind raced with naughty ideas, but she wanted her father to take the lead for a little bit, so she just enjoyed his caresses and gaze. Her whole body shivered and she let out a surprised gasp as his breath tickled her neck and tried to hold back a moan he nibbled on her sensitive ear. Her father knew just what buttons to push to excite her body and mind.

As she felt the lace move against her skin, Gabriela shimmied her body slightly, allowing the dress to fall a little faster down her slender frame and onto the floor. She was all too aware of her father's eyes scanning her body, enjoying the soft light dancing on her pale skin, and she loved how it felt. Her tiny nipples hardened as she felt the cold air in the bathroom on her exposed breasts and her arms were covered in goosebumps from the chill and excitement. Her quivering sex however was burning and moist, ready for any attention it would be given, but desiring her father's member to plunge deep inside it once more. Gabriela had to take a deep breath to calm herself and steady her nerves.

"Will you be joining me in the bath as well Papa?" Gabriela asked sweetly, her eyes scanning his body, pretending to undress him, eager to see her father in all his glory as well. "It would please me ever so much if you did." She added with a coy smile as she bit her lower lip.
 
When Gabriela's dress finally hit the marbled tiles of the bathroom floor, Augustus let out a gasp. His daughter had the most perfect little bubble-butt he had ever seen, rounded yet taut. He remembered well how it had felt to have his hands clenched around her soft flesh, his fingers digging into her and reaching for her quivering sex, but this was the first chance he had to really admire the beautiful sight of her naked bottom. As she turned towards him, he couldn't help but begin to grow hard in his trousers. His little girl's arms were still covered by the detached sleeves of her dress, and she was still wearing the stockings he had picked out for her this morning, but everything from her thighs to her shoulders was fully exposed, from the hard little nipples jutting out from the elegant, subtle mounds of her tiny breasts, to the smooth skin of her naked pubis. The sight was intensely erotic, all the wrong parts of her body hidden from his sight, contrasted with all the right parts laid bare before him, and Augustus felt his excitement growing.

"Of course I will be joining you," he mimicked her coy, playful tone, "it is a father's duty to make sure his daughter is clean and presentable". Getting down on one knee, he resumed the process of undressing his teenage daughter, first the detached sleeves, and then one stocking, following by the other, letting her support her weight on his shoulders as he lifted each delicate foot to remove the last remaining stitches of clothing from her body. At last seeing his baby girl completely naked before him, he couldn't help but tease her a little. "My, my, you've gotten yourself completely filthy. I'll have to scrub you down from head to toe!"
 
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