Daddy Duty
Flashback:
Husband!Dad!Rio x Black!Wife!Mommy!Reader
(when the two of you had only one little bambino to watch over).
Characters:
Husband!Daddy!Rio x Black!Wife!Mommy!Reader.
Summary:
After a long day, Rio comes home to toddler chaos and an exhausted partner.
Content Warnings:
•ADULTS ONLY—MDNI! You will be blocked!
•Smut
•Oral Sex
•Unprotected Sex
•Praise Kink
•Mild Dominance/Power Dynamics (consensual of course).
•Sexual Language
•Mentions of Postpartum Body Changes (stretch marks).
•Domestic/Parenting Themes.
Word Count:
1,600+.
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The front door clicked softly behind him, and Rio exhaled. It was that long, heavy kind of sigh that came from a day full of nonsense. Beth and her crew had tried his patience, and though he’d handled it, all he could think about was coming home.
The sound of tiny feet pattering across the hardwood greeted him first, followed by your tired voice trying — and failing — to redirect your daughter’s endless energy. He rounded the corner and saw you there: hair a little messy, shoulders tense, eyes full of exhaustion and love. Your baby girl, Marianna, giggled, darting past you in her footy pajamas like she owned the place.
Rio couldn’t help but grin. “Hey, mama,” he rasped, shrugging off his coat.
You barely glanced up, frazzled. “Hey… sorry, she’s been on one tonight.”
He chuckled, crouching to scoop up a few stray toys. “Yeah? Let me see what I can do about that.”
With just a few minutes, he had Ms. Rachel playing softly on the TV and the toddler settled on the floor, mesmerized by colors and songs. Then his attention shifted to you — the woman holding this home together while he’d been out running the world.
He walked over, palms warm and steady as they slid around your waist. “Long day, mama?” he murmured against your temple.
You nodded, your breath catching a little when his lips brushed your forehead.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “I’m here now. I got you.”
You sank back into him, the scent of him grounding you. The tension in your shoulders eased as he guided you toward the sofa. His phones sat face down on the side table, already on DND. Tonight, it was just you two and your little whirlwind of a daughter.
Rio pulled you into his lap, wrapping you up like something precious. He kissed your cheeks, your nose, your jaw — soft, patient reminders that you were doing your best.
“You’re doin’ a great job, mama,” he whispered between kisses. “Don’t beat yourself up. Look at her. She’s happy, she’s healthy. Our mischievous princess just knows how to run circles around you, that’s all.”
You hum, the sound trailing off as your lashes fluttered. Before long, your breathing evened out. He glanced down, realizing you’d fallen asleep against him, lips parted slightly.
Your toddler turned from the TV, noticing the quiet. Her eyes met his, and she flashed that mischievous grin. Rio chuckled low. “Yeah, baby girl, mommy’s out cold. You wore her out.”
She giggled, toddling over, and with his help, climbed onto the couch beside you. Rio tucked her under his arm, her pacifier already in place. Within minutes, she was asleep too. His two favorite girls bundled close, and the house still.
He pressed a kiss to each of your heads. “My girls,” he murmured, voice barely above a whisper.
A while later, he woke you gently. Together, you settled your little one into her bed, tucking her in, and shared that quiet, knowing smile only tired parents have.
He tried to steer you toward your awaited slumber, but you realized hubby hadn’t eaten. You resisted his insistence as your stubborn streak kicked in. You fussed, insisting on heating his dinner, but Rio just gave you that look. The one that left no room for argument.
Rio took over, fixing plates for both of you. The two of you unwind, eating together in the calm that followed chaos, half an episode of Matlock humming in the background. When your yawns started to win out, Rio shut off the TV, stood, and offered his hand.
“Come on, mama,” he rasped softly. “Let’s get you to bed.”
The two of you slipped into the shower, the warm water washing away the day. There was laughter, soft touches, kisses that lingered longer than they should. The kind that were urgent for more than just a passionate dance of tongues. Unable to resist you any longer, Rio pushed his exhaustion aside. His lips slid away from your own, trailing down the side of your throat. They lingered, brushing light kisses across your sternum. You exhaled on a sigh that sounded like music to his ears. Your fingers gently cradled the back of his head.
Rio dipped a bit lower, his eyes connecting with yours. The onyx pools sent a rack of shivers over your body as his tongue gently circled your nipple. His other hand busied itself with the other breast, pinching and tweaking at the sensitive bud. Your head lulled against the shower wall as whimpers fell from your lips.
“Rio…,” you whined.
He kissed, licked every inch of skin, as he dipped lower. Your chest heaved, eyes still locked on his. He chuckled at the groan that fell from your lips at the sight of him on his knees. His name was a faint whisper on your lips.
Rio’s tongue laved and sucked, savoring the taste of your soft stretch marks on your stomach. He lingered for a moment worshiping the marks left behind from growing his precious baby girl. His hand lifted one leg up onto his shoulder. He used the opposite shoulder to nudge your thighs further apart.
“Place your other thigh up here, ma. You know I got you.”
Both legs in place, you felt a slight shift as your back slid up the shower wall a bit. Eyes still holding your own in a trance, his hands slid up your thighs. Spread wide, Rio pressed you firm against the wall. He leaned in and inhaled your scent. If the groan that left his lips wasn’t enough to make you squirm. His tongue inching up your thigh surely was. You let out a stuttered gasp. Rio’s teeth sank into the soft supple flesh. He suckled the spot for a second before his lips smacked away from the flesh.
“I know what you want, mama, but you know I gotta hear you say it, love. Tell me, sweetheart. What do you need from me?”
“Rio, please,” you begged, not able to form a complete sentence.”
You were keyed up. All the things you wanted him to do to your body were a jumbled mess of dirty thoughts.
“Baby, please.”
Rio sent a slow torturous lick up your folds. Just as quick as it appeared, his tongue was gone. Your head bumped against the shower wall.
“What I tell you ‘bout closed mouths? You want this pussy ate, mama,” he rasped.
“Off the fuckin’ bone,” you half moaned, half whimpered. “Christopher, please!”
He smirked at your response, “Was that so hard?”
Before you could argue back, his mouth locked in on you, stealing the air from your lungs. He wasted no time bringing you to the edge time and again until he got his fill. When he came up for air, his mouth devoured yours.
As soon as your feet touched the shower floor, you attempted to return the favor. He stepped back, and shook his head.
“Naw, mama. It was about you tonight. Your fine-ass worked hard today, and deserved some stress relief.”
“And so do you,” you moaned, mouth practically salivating for a taste of him.
Your hand wrapped around him. One firm, tight stroke had his head falling back as a curse left his lips, “fuckkk.”
“Your stubborn ass,” he rasped. “I’m trying to cater to you. I know you’re exhausted.”
“Mm—not too tired to suck you dry, papa.”
With that, all Rio’s restraint went out the door. He picked you up, pinning you to the shower wall. In one swift moment, he had you spread, sinking every inch inside. He was so deep, you felt him everywhere.
“Fuckkk,” the two of you said in unison.
It didn’t take you long to reach that beautiful peak. The two of you came hard. It was the type crest that left your body shivering, twitching as words of thanks left your lips. Rio held you up as he peppered your face with kisses.
“You straight, mama, it’s okay,” he whispered, still kissing you gently. “I got you, love. You did so good for me, yeah?” He continued, soothing you with praise you loved to hear. “Love you, mama.”
Rio palmed your ass, continuing his kisses, waiting for your breathing to steady. He smirked at you as your eyes blinked heavily and a yawn escaped your lips.
“See! Now you can barely keep your eyes open with your sleepy ass, he teased.
“Worth it,” you replied sleepily.
“Clearly! The way you was damn near speaking in tongues proved that. You was feenin’ huh, mama,” he teased.
“You’re the best kind of addiction to have.”
Your head tucked into the side of his neck, kissing him softly, “I love you too, papa.”
With a loud smack to your ass, he cleaned your overtired body once more. You two finally crawled into bed, limbs tangled, while the world outside faded. The empire, the chaos, the noise. It had all gone silent and none of it called for your attention. It was just you, him, and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your ear. In his embrace, you snuggled deeper. The tension in your body long gone, your eyes fluttered shut, and you gave in to the exhaustion of the day. For the first time all day, everything felt still.
*blissful sigh*
It’s been awhile my lovelies! I truly hope you enjoyed it! If you did be sure to show some love🥰🫶🏾. I missed writing for my wittle lovelies. You would've gotten this sooner but ya girl has been feeling like crap. I'm on day four of a migraine 😩. It wasn't heavily edited but hopefully it was still enjoyable💓. Tagging a few of my precious babies!
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