Daddy Zashi

The conversation in the Sketchit-Yamada household over dinner preparation this night was different, to say the least.

"Isn't that, well... kind of gross? Because of the whole 'daddy' thing?" She scrolled casually through a website explaining the kink her boyfriend had been suggesting.

"You might enjoy it a bit more than you think," Hizashi commented casually over his shoulder. "It's not about wanting to bone yer dad."

Elly's face scrunched up in disgust. "Ewwww."

"But it's not! It's hot because it's an affectionate male name. Plus, yanno, dom stuff." He shrugged, then went back to dicing vegetables for the stew they were making.

Elly placed her phone in the charger and walked back to the sink to wash her hands. "Yeah, I get it, I think. But you're usually the sub in our play, sweetie." She dried her hands and squeezed past to get the meat out of the fridge. "Are you saying you want to try this?"

His ears were burning, she noticed fondly. He set the knife down and turned to face her. "Uh, I thought about it a little. Yeah. I - I really wanna give you the attention you deserved back then, and stuff, plus I think you acting like that to me would be hot."

"Well, you're free tonight, right? You want to try it after we bathe?"

He shivered a little. "Yeah."

And that's how she found herself sitting cross-legged on their bed with only a plain black t-shirt and purple shorts on.

Hizashi came out of the bathroom wearing a soft black robe with gold trim and a pair of mustard-colored boxer briefs. If he had any choice in the manner he often wore black and yellow, since it was reminiscent of his hero persona. His golden hair had been brushed until it shone and lay about his shoulders and down his back.

"Ches, you ready?"

"Yep." She stretched and laid back on the pillows at the head of the bed.

"Remember, if things get too much just use a safe word. Please. I'm going to baby you outrageously, and I know pampering makes you cry sometimes." He sat at the edge and tucked a lock of hair behind one ear.

She grinned shyly at him. "Yeah. I know. It's okay, though. I'll use them if I need to."

He smiled warmly at her and patted his legs. "All right, then, princess. Come sit on daddy's lap."

She did just that, her heart beating nervously fast. He wrapped his arms around her, bending down to inhale deeply of her freshly washed hair.

Elly giggled faintly when he moved down, still nuzzling. "That tickles!"

"Awww, cute," he grinned. "Sorry, baby. Look, daddy bought you a present. You want it?"

She blinked ingenuously up at him, her eyes very wide. "Y - you did?"

Hizashi looked so pleased with himself she knew he had planned this for awhile. "Yeah!" He dipped into a pocket on his robe and brought out the sweetest, fluffiest little dormouse-in-a-teacup toy.

Her eyes grew even wider. "Ohhhh!"

He set it in her outstretched palm with a happy laugh. "I couldn't help it. You're such a good girl, baby, working so hard an' all."

"I love it." She hugged the plush to her chest, sighing and closing her eyes. "I love you, daddy."

He choked with emotion, tears squeezing out of the corners of his eyes. "Aw, baby, yer my one and only princess. Put it away and come here and give me a kiss."

She set the toy carefully aside on their nightstand and crawled back onto his lap, throwing her arms happily around his neck. "Still feels kind of weird," she murmured as he nuzzled at her lips.

"I see that. 'Sup to you babe. Keep me in charge, though, 'kay? You can choose Mic like when you've subbed before, or stick with 'daddy'."

Elly smiled at him. He was always thinking of her, because, as he said, he couldn't enjoy himself if he knew she wasn't. But she also wanted him to be pleased, so...

"Hmm? What's it gonna be, sweetie? You want me, don't you?" He nibbled her neck lightly.

"Yes, daddy," she breathed.

He gasped raggedly and glanced down at himself. "Does my baby want to feel really good?" Her eyes grew wide, and she swallowed hard, making an audible gulping sound that caused him to chuckle wickedly. "That's a yes."

"But -"

"Shhhhh." He cut her off with a kiss, slipping his hands in the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down. "Daddy wants it like this. Isn't it exciting?" His palm slid down her naked rear, cupping a cheek and squeezing.

She whimpered and squirmed on his lap. "My tail ..."

"Oh, yeah. Here you go." Hizashi gripped the base tightly and stroked up towards the doubled tip. Her chest heaving, she fell limply forward, her arms tightening about his neck.

"Yes!"

"I like watching you wiggle around," he told her with a soft laugh. "Up, princess. Time to play."

Now that she had given in to the idea, she could see the appeal. He was in charge but sweetly, not demanding too much and easing her into everything. Elly bit her lip, blushing, and knelt just enough so he could slip himself free from the boxers.

"Don't worry." He soothed her with a gentle kiss, his breath warm on her lips. "Daddy knows it's too difficult to stay on top for too long. I'm stronger than you are, though. Sit on me and wrap your legs around my waist."

"Like this?" She sighed as his rock hard member slipped easily into her wet body, and they both moaned with pleasure.

"Good girl," he whispered. "Hold on tight with your legs, now. M'gonna rock you."

Hizashi suited actions to words, bucking gently from his seated position in a steady motion. She didn't bounce much because he held her tight the entire time, shuddering as he whispered in her ear.

"Oh, baby, you feel so good. Hush, now ... aaah. Oh, god." He tensed his thighs, digging deep for as much strength as he could, and continued. Elly on her part tried to grind down as he thrust, deepening their connection.

The position was incredible. She was held completely in his arms, smelling him and feeling him as he loved her. She kissed him fervently on the mouth, her hands twining in his hair and tugging just enough so he gasped.

"I love you so, so much," he whimpered, his voice rising in that way he had right before coming. She slipped a hand between their bodies and quickly rolled her finger in tight circles on top of her sex, knowing they were both close and might manage a joint orgasm.

It worked.

She cried out, shaking, and as her body clenched around him it brought him off as well. Hizashi threw his head back with a tight grimace on his features, biting his lip to avoid screaming like he desperately wanted to.

"Yerk!" He tumbled over onto the bed and she fell sideways, their connection seperating with a humorous sound.

"Oops."

He looked over and nodded. "Laundry?"

"Uh huh."

He threw his boxers onto the spill and gathered the top sheet up while she danced hurriedly off to the bathroom.

"Not too bad though, huh? My legs feel like jelly, but other'n that, hmm?"

"It was good," she sighed as she finished cleaning herself up. "It still felt kind of strange, but you really took off with it."

He shoved the sheets in the machine, tossed a pod in and started it. "Maybe we can try it again, then," he grinned as she hugged him from behind.

"Well, if you don't mind, I kind of want some daddy cuddles right now."

"Aww, damn it."