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Daddy’s Approval

stepdad!charlie reid x fem reader

word count: 1.9k

warnings: pure smut, stepcest, age gap (reader is 18, charlie is late 40s), oral (f!receiving), fingering, daddy kink, general bad behavior but he’s sexy so.

a/n: hi this is my first fic on here obviously but MDNI this is literally just smut.

Charlie was your stepdad. He had married your mom 4 years ago, when you were 14. You were 18 now, almost 19. You never really had a father figure in your life, making your relationship with him complicated. You loved him, sometimes like a father, but sometimes as something more, something you knew was wrong. As you grew, your feelings for Charlie changed from fatherly to attracted to him, causing you to distance yourself from him which made him feel like he did something wrong. You assured him he didn’t, but tried to keep him off your mind. Eventually, you found a boyfriend, but he wasn’t what you really wanted.

Tonight he had come over for dinner to meet your mom and stepdad, even though you knew it wasn’t that serious.

“So, tell me why you think you’re good enough for our girl?” Charlie spoke up halfway through dinner, making you freeze and glare at him.

“Charlie! Leave him alone!” you say through gritted teeth, not wanting him to make this awkward.

“It’s fine, sweetheart, I don’t mind. I just want to make her happy and care for her, she means a lot to me.” your boyfriend speaks up, trying to reassure you that he didn’t mind.

“Good. I wouldn’t want anything less for my little girl.” Charlie says, making eye contact with you and smiling, making your heart flutter when he calls you ‘little girl’. You finish dinner without any awkwardness, laughing and talking with everyone and it seems to be going well. You and your boyfriend clean up the dishes since Charlie and your mom cooked, laughing and joking with him as you do. You can’t help but feel like Charlie’s eyes are on you and only you, watching how you interact with him. His piercing gaze makes you think he’s looking at you both in more than just a protective father way, but in a jealous way. Eventually you walk your boyfriend to his car at the end of the night, giving him a chaste kiss and a hug. You wave to him as he drives off, then walk back into the house. You walk to the living room to find Charlie on the couch, watching some movie that was on.

“Where did Mom go?” you say, sitting down next to him and grabbing a blanket to get comfortable on the couch.

“Think she went to bed. She seems to like him, you know. ’S good.”

“Really? And what do you think of him?”

Charlie sighs, running his hand down his face, seemingly not wanting to answer your question. “He’s fine. I don’t know why he thinks he deserves you. He’s not that special. And I will be running a background check.” Charlie says, the jealousy evident in his tone, even though you can tell he’s trying to hide it.

“Charlie! That’s not nice! He’s kind and he’s caring and most importantly he treats me well. Don’t you want me to be happy?” You say, glaring at him in surprise, not expecting him to be that honest.

“I do, baby, I do. You know your happiness matters most to me. I just don’t know if he’s good enough for you.” Charlie sighs, pulling you close to him and kissing the top of your head. He runs his hands through your hair as you lay against him, him knowing how much you like having your hair played with. You sigh softly, the feeling making you relax.

“I know, Daddy.” You say quietly, only calling him that when it was you two alone and only in intimate moments, having an ulterior meaning to you. You cuddle into him closer, but focus your eyes on the movie. He continues to run his fingers through your hair, letting you rest against him. After a few moments of silence, he speaks again.

“I just love you so much, baby girl. You know I do.” He says in a low tone, sending shivers down your spine as you interpret the words in another way, wishing he loved you like that. He adjusts you so that you’re sitting up, facing him as he takes your face in his hands and gives you a soft kiss on the forehead. He pulls back after a few moments, simply studying your expression.

“You’re such a pretty girl, you know that? My pretty little girl.” He says, making you blush as you see the look in his eyes, love but a hint of something else, something you can’t quite figure out. He takes in your flustered expression, smiling softly. He moves his hands from your face, one now resting on your thigh and one of his hands moving towards your chin, taking it between his thumb and forefinger. Your breathing gets heavier as you see the look in his eyes, identifying it as lust. His gaze travels from your eyes down to your lips, taking in the pink tinted lip-gloss you had picked to wear tonight. After what feels like an eternity, he leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips, surprising you at first but then you return the kiss, feeling like you’ve waited years for this moment.

“Daddy…” You say softly as he pulls away, half lidded as you look at him with lust filled eyes.

“You keep calling me that and I won’t be able to hold back, sweet girl. Do you want that?”

You nod eagerly, hoping he means what you think he means, not caring about any of the later consequences that might come from this. He sees your nod and leans in again, kissing you much harder this time. He pushes you back onto the couch, pinning you beneath him. You whine softly against his mouth as he pushes you back, letting his warmth envelop you as he hovers over you. His tongue runs along your bottom lip, silently asking you to let him in. You part your lips and let his tongue meet yours, the feeling unfamiliar but it makes you squirm under him in a good way. He pulls away at the last second, nearly gasping for air.

“You taste so good, baby. Let me taste more of you.” He says in a tone you’ve never heard from him before, sending shivers down your spine. You nod breathlessly as he hovers over you, wanting him in any way possible. He kisses his way down your neck, then tosses the blanket onto the floor, leaving you in the dress you wore tonight.

“I’ve always loved this dress, hugs you in all the right places.” He whispers, almost to himself but it makes you blush. He starts to lift your dress up to your hips, revealing your underwear and he smiles when he sees the wet spot on them already.

“Just for me, princess? Such a needy little girl.” He teases which makes you pout, but your pouting is soon remedied by a kiss to your inner thigh as he moves your legs to where he’d like them, making you feel a bit like a ragdoll.

“Daddy wants to see how wet your sweet little pussy is, baby girl.”

“Please…”

He chuckles softly and finally pulls off your underwear, revealing your wetness to his gaze. You hear his breath hitch and see the desire in his eyes, which only makes you whine. He smiles at your eagerness, then finally presses a soft kiss to your clit. He looks up at you from between your legs, seeing your reaction to his mouth. Your eyes flutter closed as you feel his mouth on you, gasping softly as your hips instinctively buck into his face.

“Stay still, sweet girl. Daddy just wants to make you feel good.”

He smiles and adjusts himself so he’s laying on his stomach, then hooks his arms under your thighs and throws them over his shoulders, making his hands rest on your hips. You feel his breath fan over your core, making you whine again.

“You wanna Daddy to eat this pretty pussy of yours? You wanna cum all over my tongue?”, He says, knowing that he’s driving you crazy with his teasing, placing soft kisses along your thighs.

“Yes…” you whine, looking at him pleadingly, which finally makes him give in. He starts with slow, teasing licks from your entrance to your clit, swirling his tongue slightly as his tongue moves up and down. Your hands move to rest atop his on your hips, panting softly as he starts to focus more on your clit. He gives a few more licks up and down, then moves to gently suck on your clit. You moan as he does so, taking your fingers and intertwining them with his, wanting to hold his hands.

He lets you grab his hands, giving you a reassuring squeeze as your hands intertwine. He continues to alternate between long licks and gentle sucks, wanting to prolong this as long as possible, just wanting to make you feel good. Your hands continue to grip his, digging your nails into his palms and the backs of his hands. You start to grind against his face, feeling the warmth spread through your legs which was a telltale sign of your impending orgasm.

“Daddy…” You whine, letting out breathy moans and whimpers as he continues his actions, wanting to make you feel as good as possible. He can tell you’re getting close by the way your hips grind against his face, focusing more on your clit now. He sucks it into his mouth as he flicks his tongue which makes you squeal, knowing you won’t last much longer.

“I can’t…I can’t…” You gasp, unlacing your fingers from him, hands flying to his hair to keep him there, or maybe push him away, so overwhelmed by the pleasure that you couldn’t really form a coherent thought. He continued to flick at your clit while sucking, and now that you’ve let go of his hands he moves one under you and finds your entrance, slowly sliding his middle finger in and curling it up, which makes you nearly scream. He smiles against your pussy, or tries at least, his mouth preoccupied with driving you insane. He moves his finger in and out, angling it perfectly to hit your g-spot every time, eventually adding another finger and groaning as he feels you clench around him.

“Daddy, please, I’m so close!” You cry, moaning and whimpering with every breath, starting to feel your legs tremble and the familiar warmth spread through them, the coil inside you snapping with a particularly hard suck. You cry out breathlessly, feeling your walls spasm around his fingers, thighs clamping on his head as you feel the pleasure wash over you, experiencing what was probably the best orgasm of your life.

“Fuck, sweet girl, I could eat this cute little pussy for days.” He says after licking you through your orgasm, pulling away with a smile on his glistening face, pulling his fingers out of you and licking them clean.

You smile hazily at him, running your hands through his curls. He sits up and pulls you with him, settling you on his lap.

“We should get you to bed, baby. Let’s go.”

Charlie picks you up and carries you upstairs to your room, getting you cleaned up a little after he sets you in your bed. He grabs some pajamas and helps you change into them, then tucks you into bed.

“Goodnight, sweetheart. We can talk about this in the morning.” He says softly as he kisses your forehead, his tone being one you don’t hear very often but you cherish it. It doesn’t take long to fall asleep, but your thoughts are only of him until your dreams take over.

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