#realdad!leon

[dilfprayers]

Angel

real!dad leon kennedy x afab!reader

tw: incest

short yip yap, 100% filth // related to: My, Penitence

an: i felt like yapping about just some sex between leon and the reader in the tl of my last story in between working on the actual second part of the story & some other stuff >_<;;; it isnt much but hehe

"Somedays I'm convinced your dad is more of a boyfriend than this 'mysterious' guy. You're always with him but I assume it's cause you're such a daddy's girl. He can't let you go, huh?"

Your friend jokes while blowing out the smoke from her cigarette.

"Probably just as overprotective now since his only child is having a kid. Must be a big thing for him."

You chuckle in response but you knew the truth. You knew all of what truly was happening. The sexual relationship with your father had went on for a while now. But she'd think you're insane, right?

"— I really wish I could meet the guy who got MY best friend pregnant!"

"My dad."

You respond softly, hearing a light cough. She choked on the smoke from your response.

"What?- You're fucking with me. Right?"

You gaze over, that warm smile remained on your face.

"Of course I'm fucking with you."

You lied, gently ghosting your fingertips over your belly. You felt the gentle kicks in response as your smile widened more. You were having his child. Your father's child.

You couldn't be any happier.

_

What was normal? You don't exactly remember what it's like to be a normal person like everyone else around you was. You adapted back to your roots and all the shit your father dragged you into.

Your first time, second time and yeah.. Whatever time by now wasn't as ideal. But you slowly but surely gotten back into that headspace you had a while back and enjoyed when he came up from behind to touch you or fuck you. You loved your daddy in a sick way all over again. You made the most sense out of it though even when he had spiraled from drinking and would smack you around, beat you till you saw nothing but darkness but you enjoyed finally being intertwined with him. You finally were close with him like the way you wanted it to be.

If anything, he molded you into what you originally wanted to be in the first place.

"Daddy.."

You're obviously mentally gone in the head, busy nuzzling against him like a needy dog while he has his arm wrapped around you, watching television with you. He glances over, a warm smile etched on his face - seeing you all up on him. He found it cute and amusing.

"Yeah sweetheart?"

"Need you.."

"Now?"

"Noooww.."

You thought you'd be past this when you were in your so called "healing" phase but that was short lived after he had you all to himself after the divorce — he seemed to have forgotten all about that, didn't even speak about your mother ever again and only spoke about you or ranted about work. The usual.

"Huh, alright. My pretty angel wants her daddy, yeah?"

"Mh.." You shift around, crawling right onto his lap while staring into his eyes lovingly. He enjoyed the sight of you, all bubbly and needy. It's exactly what he wanted out of you.

So with that, he didn't waste anytime in pulling his pajama pants off and his boxers, letting his cock fling out. You notice it and bite your lower lip with excitement; glancing towards him again with an ecstatic look on your face. This night was gonna be a long one.

_

You two were at it for a while, loud moans and begging filled the room. The scent of sex pooling throughout as you felt yourself in a new state of bliss. For the longest, you tried to get him to stop whenever he stopped by your bedroom at night. After he had taken your virginity, he couldn't get enough of you. Kept mentioning how you were like your mother but better.

At first it was weird then it turned out to make you smile when he said that. You craved for those compliments, hence why you started doing the things you did when you felt him slightly straying away from doing things with you. Changed your attire, purposely did the cliché thing of bending over with skirts or short dresses on so he could see your panties. All of those had brought him further into this taboo relationship. It never was meant to get out of hand but you both couldn't help it. If he was sick in the head, then you were too.

"Daddy's cock feels so- Good!!~"

You cry out, grazing your nails along his back. Your breasts brushed along his chest as he groans, gazing up at you. He was happy himself even if somedays he sat there with a concerned expression whenever he was laying there in bed with you.

"Oh?"

He replies, gripping to your hips before he decided it was time to take charge. He moves his hands up in a better position before grabbing you and pinning you down to the couch, slamming his cock back into you. Your moans are strained out while he stares down at you with a smile. He enjoyed seeing you like this regardless of the doubt in the back of his head that was faintly there.

"I'm gonna cum soon.."

He grasps your hip with one hand while his other hand was in yours, intertwining the both of your fingers together. It was bittersweet and you squeezed at his hand while looking up at him. His movements progressively gotten rougher and faster — nothing but the sound of skin slapping against each other and the loud squelching noises were heard through the room.

"I-inside?..Please.. Please inside!"

To his surprise, this was the first time you begged for him to cum inside. Surely, you expected him to do this on his own but he always pulled out of you each time in the past but this day was different. His cock throbbed from your pleads — only moving rougher than before as a low growl left his throat.

"Inside? You want daddy's cum inside, huh? Dirty girl.."

He wasn't gonna turn down your plea, if anything he was all for it. He tensed up, quickening his pace while you both made eye contact with eachother. The way you stared at eachother made butterflies go crazy in your stomach. Before you knew it, you both had leaned closer to eachother, sharing a passionate kiss that a father and a daughter shouldn't share, but you two were different.

It felt good, so it didn't matter if it was wrong or right.

You muffle moans into the kiss, slipping your hands away and wrapped your arms around his neck. Your legs naturally remain wrapped around his back as his thrusts gotten rougher and deeper while time passed.

Seconds later? You both are crying out moans into the long-lasting kiss, you made a mess all over the sheets and his cock that was twitching inside of you — filling you to the brim. This might've been the most he's ever come..

You both laid there, out of breath while you felt his weight ontop of you. His embrace was warm and it kept you at ease after the session you both shared.

"Ah.....I..I love you, angel."

He rasps out, nuzzling into your neck. You could feel his stubble scrape at your skin as you gazed at him with a faint smile.

"I love you too, daddy.."

You truly did replace your mother. You weren't his daughter anymore.

You were his wife.

[lipglossanon]

i got jealous when leon fucked ashley so i was wondering if you could do a little blurb of realdad! Leon x fem!reader

- 🫧

🫧 anon, hi!!! 👋

AHSJVL then it worked!! 🤭 I was hoping the jealousy would come across well or else it wouldn’t work 🤣

Have a little something 😉 18+ below the cut

“Dad, dad, ‘m gonna cum,” you whine, slumping forward into his chest.

“Cum for me then, sweetheart,” he coos, rubbing a hand down your sweaty back.

Shifting, you squeeze your thighs where they rest on the outside of his legs, arms loosely wrapped around his shoulders. He groans in his throat, cock kicking inside your snug pussy as he adjusts where he’s sitting on the couch.

“I’m really close,” you whisper against his neck, “feels so good.”

“I know, baby, daddy feels good, too,” he ruts up, cock grinding against your g-spot til you squeal and bounce on his lap.

“Was jealous,” you slur out, “don’t like you being with Ashley.”

He chuckles, hands dropping down to your hips to grip you tightly, “Aww she had a nice cunt though, sweetheart. And I didn’t know if I would ever get to stretch your pretty pussy out on my dick.”

Moaning, you scratch across his chest, “I don’t wanna share.”

“Maybe one more time,” he goads, “gotta compare your hot cunts just to make sure you’ve got the best, sweetheart.”

“No,” you whine, hips swiveling, “you’re my dad.”

He laughs outright, hips flexing as he thrusts up into your soaked pussy hard and fast. Your pussy flutters and clings to his fat cock.

“I am, and this daddy dick is all yours,” he bites your neck, “I just like riling you up, baby. You get so tight around me.”

“Daddy,” you mewl, drooling on his chest, “gonna cum for you.”

“Yes,” he hisses, hands grabbing the fat of your ass to help you fuck your cunt down on his dick, “cream my cock with that perfect, wet little pussy. Got the best hole I’ve ever fucked, sweetheart.”

[pupcuck]

can i have more realdad!leon x fem!reader? :3

NO 😡

[dilfprayers]

...dad leon.... daaaaad leon. DRUNK dad leon...

tw; incest & SUPER disturbing themes

He's got you pinned down to the bed, drunken rambles and the scent of booze was enough to make your nose burn. You tensed up, squirming around while using your hands to push them up against his chest in order to try and at least push him off "Dad- get off of me..." He's clearly ignoring you, groaning when you protested and made such a fuss and had gripped your wrists. His eyes narrowed to yours before scanning your whole entire body. He nearly drooled at the sight of you, "I don't know why.." He paused, holding your wrists even tighter. He was scaring you at this point -- His actions were unreadable and it wasn't like you could read him anyways. "Why I haven't done this a while ago when your mother kept denying me another child when you're right here..."

Your eyes widened, staring at him before you thrashed around. He's drunk, he doesn't know what he was talking about. He couldn't be serious. Right.. Right??? You were panicking and he just looked down at you - A poker face before he smirks, cheeks flushed a deep red while using one hand to hold your wrists together. "M'gonna...Get that baby boy I've always wanted.." He groans, using his free hand to unbuckle his pants while you squirm and cry. Not even that was stopping him. He was supposed to be your protector, your hero and he was doing the exact opposite. He was fucking deranged for an older man, you always avoided these types of men out in public but for it to be your father? You felt sick to your stomach. "D-dad! You aren't thinking straight!" You hissed at him while your tears were streaming down your cheeks. Still, he ignored while quietly muttering something about getting the son he's always wanted. Eventually he got his pants off and his boxers, letting his cock spring out free - Still drooling at the sight of you. You were perfect in his eyes. Perfect for being the mother to his child.

_ Pan to a couple minutes later, you left so many scratches on his arms while he rocked his hips, hitting the deepest parts of your cunt that was slick with your fluids and his cum. You felt like it was all some kind of dream from how many times he managed to pull every single orgasm out of you. "Finally cooperating? Goooood... Good girl~" "You love your daddy's cock? You do. I know.. I know. I'll give you more." "You're tearing up sweetheart.. Are those tears of joy?" "This cunt was made for me and me only.. Mm.." Hearing all of that on top of the many other things he said. Things truthfully had gotten worse since he had managed to snag some more drinks while fucking you. He'd pull you off his cock, taking swigs of the bottle while you were helplessly shifting positions so you could suck his cock that was a drenching mess. Or, he'd make you take some sips while eating you out. He'd suckle your clit, sometimes pulling at it with his teeth and it sent shocks throughout your whole body. Tears streamed down your cheeks from every single thing he did. It was fucking gross but could it be helped? You were tipsy, he was already far gone. Daddy and daughter bonding some would say but take it to another level. _ Eventually, you both grew tired. It couldn't go on for hours after all. It had to end at some point.. Before he put an end to it, he was buried deep in you. His cock remained deep in your core while you laid there beneath him with dried tears and saliva on your face. Your cunt ached in pain from all the fingering, eating out and fucking that had happened. What time was it even? Wasn't your mom coming back home soon from work? Shit, does your father even care? Leon was too busy blowing another load until you, forcing his cock to go deeper than it possibly could - And fuck did it hurt. You wail out in pain, moving your hips with discomfort while feeling his cum fill you again. Your head was spinning and he was just there above you, pretty zoned out at this point. He was old after all and old men has their limits.. Limits he apparently pushed past this night for sure. All this cause of your mother... You could've sworn you muttered something about it being her fault that your father got drunk in the first place and resorted to fucking his own daughter to get another kid -- but again, you couldn't recall much. You were too busy letting your mind ease out along with your body. Everything felt light as you laid there with him over you. "Should be enough for get y'pregnant.." He mutter's quietly before pulling out. A wet squelching noise was made as he pulled his cock back out and then he went on to laying with you. He remained above you still, rubbing his cheek against your neck. Leon did say a few things but you heard nothing but buzzing. Probably processing the shit that was happening.. You thought about everything so much - you had eventually blanked out. _ Days later? You're in the bathroom vomiting back to back. You didn't get a break from that bathroom for a while and Leon would sit there on the couch with the biggest grin on his face. He knew exactly what was happening. He was finally gonna get that baby boy he's always wanted.

[dilfprayers]

21st Birthday.

realdad!leon kennedy x afab!reader based off of an ask i did a few days ago for @misscimi tw; incest topics (dad x daughter), alcohol abuse, dubcon , piss, virginity loss, manipulation + more

word vomit ??? yip yap type of thing that turned into a fic (?) so may be typos MAYBE? i dont know!! also ive been heavily brainrotting abt icky dad leon,..ugh

You were excited to turn 21. Everyone always made it a big deal and told you it'll be amazing being able to finally drink and do many other events that required you to be 21 anyways, which you hated. You went on years planning out what to do but when it finally came to that day, which was today, you sat there quietly in the house spacing out. Hours going by and you mainly sat there on the couch, quiet and alone.

That wasn't until the door crept open, your father suddenly walking in with a few bags. He glanced to the living room with a smirk, approaching you as you laid there. He did however admire you, how tight your shirt was to your upper body n' how those shorts were short enough to get a peek of your panties.

He knew better than to indulge in those thoughts but ever since you had had turned 19, he always had his eyes on you. Wanting you.

"Hey hun, what's got you in the dumps? Shouldn't you be celebrating the special day?"

He sits down carefully beside you, a quiet 'hmph' leaving his throat once he sits down. He leaned back, tilting his head with the bags still in his hands. You looked over at him before loudly sighing, slouching back into the couch.

"I don't know..My friends cancelled on coming over - Mom is always busy...And well you-"

You pause, looking at him. He looked puzzled, tilting his head as he leans in a bit closer to you.

"I'm here now, aren't I?"

He cuts you off halfway, smiling at you before putting the bags down; gently setting his hand down on your bare thigh, rubbing at it in a comforting manner.

"I was able to get off work early anyways, I didn't want my lovely daughter to be on her own for her 21st birthday."

You smile, glancing down at his hand that rubbed along your thigh. He always had a comforting charm, you loved it.

"Well.. I guess. But, I really wanted to go out and get drinks. I always wanted to get the drinking experience. Aside from the whole vomiting and losing your absolute mind— It seems cool. But I sound stupid for that don't I?"

His eyes lightened up when you said that. Almost like a lightbulb clicked in his mind - Surely he wasn't thinking of getting you drunk, taking full advantage of you - Making you do things you don't wanna do. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he pats your thigh and leans back.

"Nah, I get you.. That's why I got you a little surprise."

He pulled some drinks from the bags, glancing at you as he saw the shock on your face. He really thought about you and your 21st birthday — Knowing you wanted to drink? You were beyond happy now. And the thought of your first drink would be with your father.. You were living in the moment.

He figured you were too shocked to speak so he handled the drinks, popping the cap off of one of the bottles then handled it over to you with a warm smile.

"Happy 21st birthday."

-

Sluggish, you were wobbling in your seat..Shit, how many drinks were there? You don't even remember. You just know you kept blanking out, hearing loud ringing sometimes as you crawled over to Leon, laying across his lap.

"Sweetie, y'okay?.."

You hear his concerned tone but only let out a low, "mmm..." noise, feeling all woozy. You felt like shit in all honesty but for him, it was a good thing. He planned this all along, get you drunk off your ass and he could do whatever the hell he wanted.

"Poor baby.. Here, I got you. Just relax for me.."

He picks you up off his lap and holds you in his arms, walking off to his bedroom before kicking the door shut. He already had an erection, sick fuck had so many possibilities and thoughts in his head.. It was to the point he could feels his cock pressed up against the fabric of his boxers and pants, oozing crazily with precum.

He fucking wanted you. And wanted you now.

Afterall, It was his second part of his birthday gift, you should be happy right?..

You groan quietly as he sets you down to the bed, slowly sitting down beside you soon after as he watches your vulnerable state. Your body aching from whatever was going on in your head and stomach - Eyes halfway shut too. You could hear something being rustled with.. A belt?.. Pants? You didn't really know nor care as you shifted on the bed, comfortable from how the pillows and comforter made you sink into a whole different headspace. You were quiet, only breathing heavily. You wanted nothing more than to just sleep but that'd soon be disrupted. You just didn't know it yet.

Leon, on the other hand, had already had his pants off and his boxers, needily stroking his cock from the mere sight of you.

"Fuck.. You've grown into a lovely woman, you know that?.."

He mutters, as if you could hear him but you didn't. He bites down on his lip, pushing past his limits. He slowly moved himself over you, pulling your shorts down and saw your bright panties. Beautiful pair too.. He groans lowly, brushing his fingers along your crotch but pauses, noticing you shifting around again before staring directly at him.

"Mh-..Wha...H..huh? Dad..What's going on?.."

You mumble, feeling your legs spread open cause of him and felt a pit deep down in your stomach. You thought this was some kind of fucked up dream, not realizing it was real.

"D..daddy?.."

Your voice cracks, seeing him stare directly at you - But him hearing your innocent words through your drunken state made his cock throb. He knew you couldn't comprehend shit that was going on.. All you could assume was this being some kind of bad dream you couldn't wake up from. With him knowing that, it turned him on more.

"Shh, shh... I want to love you and make you feel good tonight. Isn't that what fathers do?"

He murmurs, brushing your panties again until he feels something warm — Or rather, hot. You weren't aware but out of fear and confusion, you felt yourself wetting your panties with the pee you held in for hours ever since you started drinking earlier. His eyes were widened, seeing the liquid damp up your panties and pour down along the sheets, staining it.

But even still, it left him beyond turned on. More than he should've been.

-

You weren't entirely sure what had happened for a couple minutes but you just know you gained some kind of consciousness the second he pushed his cock deep into you, keeping himself balls deep before he rutted himself in and out of you, brushing his thumb along your throbbing clit. You scratched at him, screamed and all but he knew how to make you slowly accept the fact he was raping you while you were drunk and half asleep. You didn't exactly think your father out to be some kind of rapist or sick fuck, but here he was, not only using you but also using your piss as 'lube'.. And not to mention - blood too. This was your first time. And your first time was from your dad taking advantage of you.

The thought nearly made you hurl but as time went on, you did actually start feeling good. He ensured of that so you could calm down. He never moved his thumb away from your clit, moving it in circular motions as he knew it was becoming raw and more sensitive. He could tell it was fucking with you cause of how much tighter you'd get.

"Feeling good yet? You want daddy to keep fucking you? Show you more about being an adult? Mm...?"

His cock plunged into you, way deeper at this point since you were naturally getting wet from his actions. It didn't help either that you wanted this to originally stop but the influence of alcohol and the pleasure he offered was driving you insane. You couldn't think straight before cause of the drinks but now it was way worse.

"Please... Please..- M..more.."

You whined to him, legs starting to shake from the overstimulation. His gaze down at you was darkened and he knew he enjoyed

"More? You don't even have to ask."

He leans in, his lips catching yours into a tender kiss while he now places his hands along your legs, spreading them out more with his tight grasp before going to town on you. The bed creaked and both of your moans and groans made a symphony within the room.

"Shiiit...G..gonna..Cum..."

He mutters into the kiss, feeling his cock throbbing within you. Your walls squeezed at his cock needily, but as a natural reaction again. Your body knew what it wanted. His cum.

But you couldn't do that.. The risk of him getting you pregnant was high but you weren't even thinking straight, you couldn't pull him off nor tell him. Actually, you didn't even want to.

"Daddy's gonna fuck a baby into me...~"

You babble out, lips still mushed against his as your tongues lock together for a bit till he pulls back, slipping his cock out of you to flip you on your stomach. He spanks your ass, grinning.

"Watch your language, I'm still your father you know."

He teases but knew damn well hearing those words slip out from you made him harder. He fucking loved it. At some point afterwards, he got into a better position before pushing his cock back into you. His cock throbbed some more before he rocked his hips along yours while he was towered over you. Seeing you in such a fucked up state, fighting the two separate sides in your head from what was wrong or right was arousing. Your slightly concerned face, wondering if this was you truly wanted. Or how your pussy clenched around his cock, wanting to milk him dry of his cum. Your body was rejecting your moral thoughts at this point.

The thoughts he had and also seeing you slowly come apart for him became overwhelming, but he enjoyed the hell out of it to the point he pushed himself deeper into you again, as he leans down, grunting in your ear. He finally came inside of you, no verbal warning what-so-ever.

You could feel it too, his warm pumps of cum flooding your insides - Giving you butterflies. He slightly rode out his orgasm before pausing, keeping his cock plunged deep into your sticky and wet, messy pussy.

"That was my birthday gift for you.."

He mutters, gently resting his chest on your back as he gently kisses along your cheek. You were all used up for the night, even more drowsy and at some point you closed your eyes and rested there beneath him while his cock remained inside of you.

Maybe being 21 isn't so bad after all...

[dilfprayers]

My, Penitence

real!dad leon kennedy x afab!reader the content ahead may contain incest topics, sexual content, blood, p in v , noncon, "L" bombs, abuse, love bombing / manipulation & more. please turn away if this makes you uncomfortable. this your only warning ! !

an: wow this is a long one-- it was a fic that was on my mind for a while 👀 i finally have gotten to finish it after so long, might have some mistakes maybe im not entirely sure, i was in the zone writing this. ><;; i also envisioned vendetta leon for this if that helps ahhh..

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You slowly started to get desperate for your dad. It was an unusual feeling — Why would you have these feelings with him? Oh, of course it faded at some point, yeah.. But you eventually fell right back into it. You'll never understand how things happened so fast but you weren't necessarily complaining in the end. Without him, you were nothing. secretly in the back of your head with your deepest darkest secrets. Not like you had anything else going for you anyways.

You might as well be his new wife, right?

_

You remember it like yesterday, the day you finally had confessed to your father about your sick feelings towards him. You explained it in great detail.. How he made you feel, what you specifically dreamed of. You practically spilled the beans on everything in your head.

"I know you're my dad but.."

"But?"

"I.."

You struggled to even get it out, but now it was better than never. If you didn't, he'd never know and you'll forever be in distress. Sure, you had to take your chances of flipping a coin.. Heads if he also felt the same way or was just as freaky as you. Or tails, where he'd look at you in disgust and get you some kind of therapy or something. Ooor... Maybe even lock you away for even having those kinds of thoughts. But you never thought of the 'in-between'. Hypothetically, what if he has those thoughts but feels guilty?

Hell, you didn't know. Fuck a coin flip at this point.. You wanted to just blurt it out and tell him how you felt.

"I think I'm in love with you.. You've made me feel things no other guy has and I-"

"What?"

The tone he gave off was enough to shatter your poor little heart right in that moment. You stared wide eyed while he stared back at you with a concerned look. He wasn't having it, you already knew ahead of time. He didn't even have to speak for you to understand how he was feeling.

"Sweetheart, no.. Look-"

He sighs, putting a hand on your shoulder while frowning. Leon never in his days expected to handle something of this nature, but he tried to handle it the best way he could. He wanted nothing more than to be a good father. Not.. A father who sleeps with his daughter.

"Those thoughts you are having? It's not normal.. I can't be with you." He explains, "You're my daughter. My angel, my everything. Raised you since you were a little thing. I can't just.."

Get with your own daughter? Have sexual relations with your daughter? Yeah..

You knew what the answer was. It was a solid no. He didn't continue his sentence, just stood there awkwardly, processing what was even said and how to respond again. How could you casually say that anyways?

"Sorry-"

"No, it's fine. Those feelings are normal I suppose, but it-"

"I'm sorry."

You didn't give him time to say anything else, you instantly stormed off to your room and slammed the door. Loudly at that. It rang his ears, really pushing the nail into his skin some more after that as if it wasn't bad enough earlier. He stood there for a little longer before cursing under his breath, ruffling his hair with his hand in a frustrated manner. How was he gonna deal with you after this? Who knows...

_

As if things couldn't have gotten anymore worse than it was after that 'confession' you made - a divorce happened between your parents. Your mother was yelling at your father when you came back home from work and all you saw was furniture and glass all over the floor. Your eyes were wide and your mother stormed past you without a word. Didn't even bat an eye in your direction.

"Mom!?"

You call out but it's too late, she's already in the car and rushed off. Gone. You're standing there, eyes wide and Leon in the back with nothing to say. What could he say after that? Right. Nothing. The breeze from outside was loud and so was the silence you and your father had after your mother left. She left everything behind, didn't even return later. Didn't even take you with her? Of course, it was the heat of the moment but she didn't even seem to care to have you by her side, just left you along with your dad.

This wasn't gonna end well with it just being you and him. (Considering what happened earlier that week..)

_

You weren't the type to complain about silence or anything but the silence in the house since that day had made you uneasy. Worst of all? Your father was an alcoholic now. He didn't take the divorce well and very much did miss his wife, at least from what you assumed. They were the 'shining bright' couple after all. But surely there were flaws that hid beneath it all. No relationship is perfect anyways and you knew that well enough.

But off topic of the relationship. You were worried, when he made nothing but whiskey his only 'diet' with some occasional sandwiches here and there. But it was slowly getting worse and worse by the day. You kept your distance, not really bothering to interact with him as much since you knew people under the influence of alcohol weren't entirely .. 'Okay' in the head. And yeah, yeah.. You still felt icky about the whole crush thing and how you loved your father in a different way but — You felt as if it was a phase since you haven't acted upon it for a while.

Must've actually been healing.. Maybe it was good he rejected you and you had a chance to reflect. Be a normal human being in society.

But that didn't go as planned. Things were too good to be true. Your always drunk father not doing anything to you for a while and ignoring you? Of course he wouldn't stay that way for long.

"Sweetheart."

"Hey?"

One night he was stumbling towards your room after being out for some hours, hand pressed on the door as it swung open. You jumped, pulling your headphones off while you laid there on your bed with your work all scattered around the surface. You and your father hadn't actually sat down and spoke after the divorce. It was constant repeat of:

"Hi." , "Hey." , "How are you?", "Good.."

You reply, already smelling the booze off of him from across the room. You could visibly see the eyebags from him and his unkept hair. He had his stormy blues locked on you before he groaned, slyly shutting the door and moved towards your bed, sitting down on the edge while tilting his head.

"Mm...What are you up to angel?.. Math..? Science.. Reading?"

He surely was out of it, swaying a tiny bit while keeping his gaze on you. Didn't even glance at the papers which were boldly labeled math. You were quiet, for a good reason — he practically stared you down the whole time with shaky breaths. Y 'couldn't blame him though, he did drink like it was water and was anywhere but sober.

"Math.. But, what do you want? I'm trying to finish my w-"

"You."

"What?"

"You."

You felt the skin on your hair raise when he repeated himself. You remember hearing him the last time sounding like you when you had that stupid taboo moment, almost went through with it too until you changed. Improved as a person but for him? He wasn't thinking straight. If anything, he wanted nothing more to listen to the back of his head - the deepest darkest things.

"I want you sweetheart.. Need...Need you.."

He mutters, snaking his hands along your thighs. You smack them away of course, staring at him with that wide eyed expression. You almost felt disgusting when he touched you. He was your father. Your real father.

"Dad! What the fuck, no!"

You hissed, seeing him pause after you smacked his hands away, denying his 'love'. He had stared back wide eyed too but soon enough that expression went into a furious one. He moved closer to you before pinning you down beneath him, rolling you onto your back — placing one hand down on your neck and the other on your thigh. He squeezes your thigh, looking down at you with teary, sluggish eyes.

He looked nothing like the father you knew.. He was awful.

"I'm your father.. Y 'should love me."

He says, tightening his grip on your thigh and soon after your neck. He squeezed hard.. Making you gasp for air for a moment while he nearly stopped your circulation of blood and breathing.

"Dad- gh.. D..dad!—"

You go into a state of panic. Things were happening too fast for you to even react. Your hands had smacked along his arms before you dug your nails into his skin and sobbed. He saw your tears and distress but again, the man was too far gone in the head to mentally care about 'morals'. He didn't even think they existed in this moment at all.

"You're like your mother right now..Love me to death once, then turn around and treat me like nothing."

You didn't reply, just stared wide eyed as he spoke. Doing that made things not so- Great either.

"That's it? Huh? You don't love me... What happened to when you confessed to me? — What was it... Loving your own father? Me making you feel something you never felt before when I never even fucked you or touched you?" He growls, cupping your face now which had your lips all puckered up.

"Actually.. You haven't brought it up to me again since that day.. But I've had some thought to it..."

Oh no.

Your body tensed up, hands shakily brought up to his arms as you tugged and scratched at them. Your eyes were all watery still - your throat feeling dry from his nearly choking you out for a moment. Surely, he had to have bruised it.

"N-no that's not.. It. You said it was wrong before and-"

"I lied."

He cuts you off, not even hesitating to lean in and kiss you. What the fuck..? Your eyes were wide and your body ached while his lips were pressed along yours. He kissed you passionately but sloppily. You wanted to hurl from the after taste of alcohol on his lips , still attempting to pull him off but again, nothing seemed to really work. He was much stronger than you.

"Mmh..Love you so much.. I wish I went along with your confession that day.."

He mutters into the kiss, slowly bringing his knee up in between your thighs. Panicking, you squirm like crazy and muffle out a sob — but he was so focused on this to even care about how you felt. He kept kissing you, lips molded together, saliva pouring out - it was all a complete mess.

Eventually he pulled back, leaving a string of spit from the both of your lips while grinding his knee along your crotch. Obviously, you weren't turned on. None of this had you turned on anymore. Sure, before if he did this you would have been all for it but for right now? You wanted an out from this.

"Dad stop it.. Just call for a hookup!"

You protest, trying your hardest to get him to knock it off but the more you did, the more pissed he seemed to get. He was growing impatient with you. Before you knew it, he raised his hand and smacked you across the face, making your ears ring really loud. That smack nearly took you out and it only seemed to get worse.

"I don't want a 'hookup'. I want you. Don't you understand? Why can't you just love your father. Don't you love me?"

His voice cracked, noticing you hadn't responded. Just stared to the side with a red mark across your face.

"Answer me.."

Silence.

"Answer me!"

He raises his tone— smacking you again, the ringing only getting worse and your cheeks were all swollen now. Nose eventually leaked with blood from the impact of the slaps. You teared up more at this point, the pain stinged you badly as nothing but whines came out of you. No words.

And god, that wasn't what he wanted out of you.

"..Just like your mother..."

He grunts, moving his hands to his pants - unbuckling his belt. He was doing it at a fast pace despite the state he was in as he muttered some other things under his breath that you could barely hear. Blood poured from your nose while you laid there, sniffling and shaking.

"M'gonna bring back who you were back then. I want you to love me again.."

Finally, he freed himself of his restraints and worked on you, tugging your pajama pants off and then pulled your panties to the side. Dry. Awfully dry... He frowned, staring at your puffy lips before brushing his fingers along the slit - quietly sighing.

"Not even she's happy to see me.. This isn't like you.."

He quietly said before spreading you open with his fingers, spitting on your cunt to let the spit pour down it. You could feel it, cringing really bad as you whimpered and cried. Potentially having your first with your father? That didn't sound ideal at all. You didn't want that.. So you fought, even with it being difficult.

"D..daddy.. N..no..No please.. You can't-"

"Shutup.. Let me have this... I need you to love me again."

He's prodding the tip of his cock along your barely wet hole. Saliva was there but that wasn't really much at all. You still weren't turned on by any of this to begin with.

"Need you to be.. You. Not your mother."

He moved one hand along your neck and the other on your thigh while he was in between your legs. You kept squirming and all, but you knew it was futile. Nothing was gonna work and he was gonna have his way with you whether you liked it or not. It wasn't supposed to be this way, it made your stomach twist bad. Seeing your drunk, visibly pissed father above you with his cock prodded along your entrance left you uneasy but you had to suck it up. Unfortunately.

Soon enough, he's slowly pressing his cock into you, groaning quietly from your extreme tightness. Again, you were dry with the saliva barely doing the job but he loved the feeling of your insides. You on the other hand, you felt awful. You felt the stinging pain and the pressure he added just to get his cock inside of you — But eventually he had gotten all of it inside, burying deep into you while panting and grunting above you. Then.. There it was, blood. He noticed something wet, gazing down and pulled out for a second to see some blood pouring out of you along with it coating his cock.

Normally, he'd freak out but seeing this now and realizing you'd be wet. He took the chance almost immediately.

"I'm your first? ..Ah.."

He murmured suddenly sliding back into you with ease — using your blood as lube while rocking his hips back and forth. You hated every second of it, you wanted it to end but you started to slowly falter on fighting. Laying there beneath him, feeling his fingertips on the side of your neck, brushing at the skin as he thrusted at a slow pace. But the impact was rough. He didn't even give you the time to adjust or anything, he just went for it.

"L..Leon.."

You didn't dare to call him "dad" or "daddy", you just saw him as 'Leon' during this. Not your 'dad'. He gazed down, eyes darkening when he saw you - All bruised in the face, teary eyed and body aching from the pain. He grunts, thrusting rougher now from your words. He didn't seem to like that either though, moving his hand from your neck and smacked you once again.

"Call me by what I am.."

"..I-"

"Sweetheart.."

He growls, cupping your face again while picking up the pace with his thrusts. He was getting more aggressive with you and your fragile body, nearly bruising your poor cervix from how deep he shoved himself in. He made sure to be balls deep in you, feeling your warmth, your wetness and more. He reveled in it, staring right into your eyes.

"D..daddy.."

You managed to slip that out, wincing from the tip constantly prodding along your cervix, over and over again. You were a mess, just crying instead of moaning but he was so busy enjoying your warmth. He couldn't stop himself at all even with you wanting it to end.

_

Ringing. Just more ringing.. You have no idea how long it's been while you were now laid out on your tummy. On the floor where blood was splattered everywhere and along your face. You had managed to pull away earlier but he tossed you to the ground, grabbed a handful of your hair and kept pushing your head down on the floor till your face bruised up more. You were certain you passed out from it and he violated you that whole time, probably not even noticing you were blanked out. But regardless of that — In the present setting though, you were drooling with your broken moans slipping out.

"So much better than your mother. You know how to keep a man satisfied unlike her.."

He sighs quietly, slowly slipping out of you for a moment. Dried blood and liquids were on your inner thighs while you leaked with your own fluids. He had his limits, he was getting old.. So it was a little straining when he held his climax back for such a long period of time. The man was getting old after all.

He pumped his cock a bit over your shaken figure and groaned, letting his cum spurt out in ropes over your ass cheeks. You felt gross by the end of it but for him? He still didn't quite feel anything but satisfaction.

"I love you..."

He muttered, leaning over you and pulled the hair from over your face. You didn't say anything for a while, still recovering from the shock you have had the past couple of hours as you glance at him with swollen eyes. Silence lingered and at some point he felt a strain on his chest when he watched you quietly. That satisfaction from earlier didn't last at all. He had a uneasy expression plastered on his face, staring down at you with tears in his eyes now.

"I didn't mean to hurt you.."

He continues speaking, pulling you upwards against him in a warm embrace. You didn't have any room to speak to him and when he had you pulled up, you winced in pain from the movement. He did so much to you in one night, your body was too sore and broken down.

He stared down at you, seeing you slowly hug him back. You hated him for everything he did but his warmth and embrace was all you could really get as 'comfort'. You held onto him weakly, still not saying a word — You had nothing to say at all. You wanted nothing more but that silence you always hated.

You regretted ever admitting the choices you made that day. You should've kept your mouth shut. But the damage was already done, you couldn't do nothing more but lay there in his arms with tears streaming from your eyes which started to sting more than it already was.

"Love you, my angel...."

He repeats again, burying his face in your hair on the top of your head while his embrace tightened with you in it. You just kept still with your eyes wide open before you managed to quietly respond back.

"Love you too, dad..."

You put the idea in his head and you were the only one to blame for him acting this way.

It's your fault. Angel.

[lipglossanon]

Am i the only one who wants part 2 of their fuck fest? as yn spends a week with realdad leon? 😵‍💫

Hiya anon! 👋

🙈 🙈 you’re probably not the only one, just the only one who’s said anything 😜 🤭

I’m halfway finished with the milestone fic with real dad (I’m hoping to get out this weekend but we’ll see 🫣) so there’ll be that at least lol

With enough inspo I might could swing a follow up for the week w/ real dad 🤭 but no promises!