degeneratemaidens:
she was fine the way just things are; the world outside is a scary place after all and she will only ever be safe with her father. the movies they’ve watched together, they were a reminder that there are always bad people out there. even if she does get bored from time to time when he has to go out for a few hours, being inside their house made her feel a sense of security. besides, he was the only one who could make her feel this way, right? when his finger made direct contact with her sensitive bundle of nerves as he mouthed her nipple through her shirt, a moan was drawled out from her lips as she nodded her head. “yes—right there, daddy,” violet whimper as her gripped on his hair tightened. her arousal began to intensify as she squirmed against him, suddenly feeling his member poking her backside. at least, she knew that it wasn’t only her who was feeling all these frustrations now. the brunette didn’t even need to be told twice as her hands moved to the hem of her shirt, tugging it upwards to reveal her young body to his eyes. her nubs have hardened, chest flushed as her doe eyes looked at him. “please, daddy–i wanna feel your mouth.”
vincent had no complaints. would never have any complaints with the likes of his daughter in his arms. his to hold. his to claim. what else did he need in this world? like this, he was content. and so long as he had violet in his grasp, things weren’t about to change anytime soon. violet’s responsiveness to his touch isn’t something new, yet it isn’t something he’s grown tired of. vincent doesn’t bother in hiding his arousal, pressing closer to his daughter’s body as he waits, eyes flicking over the expanse of bare skin she offers up to his touch. “oh baby,” vincent nearly purrs, repositioning her to press hip to hip, head dipping to kiss down along her torso, capturing a nub in his mouth. “mm,” his hand slides around her waist, pressing into her back. “baby girl, you taste so good.” he speaks between kisses, nipping and sucking on her right breast while his free hand cups her other, teasing the nub between two fingers. “where else do you want my mouth?”













