Yay my first upload!! Just a retelling of one of my many adventures with my daddy. Sadly I don't remember every exact detail so it's not exact, just wanted to share our world a bit :)
~Disclaimer~ I am 19 and my boyfriend/daddy is 32, we're both consenting adults β€οΈ
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"No."
"How about this one?"
"NooOoOh." I said in a singsong tone.
"Baby you can't keep saying no, you have to wear something."
I was currently laid out lazily on my bed in my pjs, deciding which outfit to wear for the day.
"Daddy I don't want to wear that one" I whined, sitting up near him on the edge of the bed.
He huffed softly to himself and hung one of my many different variations of dresses back in my closet.
"Fine I'll pick for you," He started, looking through the other clothes hanging in my closet. "How about your light blue overalls?"
I groaned and bounced where I sat. "No daddy." I said louder.
He turned upon me raising my voice, responding again, this time a slight edge to his voice. "Baby you have to pick something, you can't stay in your pajamas all day."
I crossed my arms and slightly turned away from him. "Stop being mean to me."
"I'm not being mean to you princess, I just want you to find something to wear so you can go downstairs and eat your breakfast and get ready for the day."
This was one of the things I loved about my Daddy. He was very patient when I got upset and knew exactly how to handle me being upset, even when I was being irrational.
"Yes, you ARE being mean." I frowned.
He quickly raised his eyebrows and gestured toward the list of rules on my wall.
"What's rule number one?" He asked sternly.
"Be respectful and kind." I said flatly as I looked down, my arms still crossed.
"And is being upset when I'm trying to help you pick an outfit being kind?" he questioned, obviously already knowing the answer.
"No." I murmured.
"Look at me princess."
I picked my head up to look at him, uncrossing my arms. "No daddy. It's not being kind."
"I'm not being mean to you." He said again, taking a step forward to plant a kiss on my head. "You usually love picking out your own clothes. Are you feeling okay?"
He held the side of my face and rubbed my cheek with his thumb.
"I'm okay daddy. I'm sorry." I looked up at him and gave him my best puppy dog eyes.
He smiled and leaned down to kiss me. "It's okay princess. Just get dressed and come downstairs, I don't want your food to get cold."
I nodded and smiled at the attention he gave me, slightly leaning my face into his hand. "Yes daddy."
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After finding clothes to wear for the day and eating my breakfast, I began to hunt for my coloring books.
"Where are you going?" Daddy asked, seated right beside me.
"To find my coloring books." I smiled.
"There's some in my office, but no leaving the table until you finish your water."
"UGGGH BUT DADDYYYY-" I groaned, wrapping my arms around him, hoping the puppy dog eyes would work.
"No buts baby girl." He wrapped his arm around my side and I smiled at the contact. "You haven't been drinking enough water and haven't finished the cup I gave you with your breakfast."
Realizing I couldn't get out of it, I quickly reached for my favorite purple cup and drank the rest of my water, swiping my mouth with the back of my hand.
"There." I said, setting the cup down and moving to kiss his cheek. "Can I color now?"
He chuckled in response. "Of course, go ahead."
I skipped off to his office to search for my coloring books, finding them evenly stacked on his desk next to my crayons. Sometimes I color and do arts and crafts in his office while I wait for him to finish working, as long as I'm quiet and don't interrupt him. I never interrupt him, or at least I try not to anyway.
I shut the door and skipped back to the living room while Daddy put our dishes away from breakfast.
"Did you find them?" He asked, rinsing off my plate.
"Mhm." I responded happily, shifting to lay on my stomach on the couch.
I moved my feet back and forth in the air carelessly, setting my coloring book down in front of me as I pulled out a red crayon and scribbled "For Daddy" at the top.
A few moments later his phone rang, causing me to pause from coloring and shout "DADDY YOUR PHONE IS RINGINGGG!"
"Thank you princess" he responded, obviously hearing it for himself.
Once he finished his call and putting away our dishes, he walked into the living room to check on me.
"What are you coloring?" he asked as he came up beside me, rubbing my back softly.
"NO DON'T LOOK." I exclaimed, covering up the page with my hands. "It's for you."
"You're so cute." He chuckled. "I like your outfit."
The outfit I chose was overalls and a plain blue sweater which was a bit too big for me, but still my favorite.
Closing my coloring book, I moved to sit on my knees in front of him.
"I wore it cuz it's one of your favorites." I smiled, leaning up to wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.
I kissed him before he could respond, moving to wrap his arms around my waist. Kissing my Daddy is easily one of my favorite things, any attention from him (especially physical) always made me happy. And right now I was getting really happy.
As soon as I deepened the kiss he pulled away, unwrapping my arms from around his neck.
"Princess that was Jason on the phone. I have some work I need to finish within the hour but after that I promise you'll have all my attention."
I slumped back onto my knees sadly.
"But daddy you promised." I whined. "We were supposed to spend the day together."
"We are I promise. I just forgot about a few things but I'll get them done as quick as I can."
I frowned and crossed my arms, still sad and wanting his attention.
"Hey." he said, tilting my head up to look at him. I'll make it up to you."
I thought for a moment.