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Today feels wrong. From the moment Sarah’s eyes open she feels heavy, like there is a weight sitting on her chest. Her night was restless due to nightmares plaguing her, which happens now and then thanks to the state of the world. The cause tonight is that she went to sleep in an empty bed, Joel had night patrol so he wasn’t there for her to curl up against. His arms are her sanctuary, she feels the safest there. Like nothing can touch her. It has always been her and her daddy against the world. Even now, even when they are safe behind the walls of Jackson, she still has moments when she just needs to be held. And then there are other moments…
Moments that a father and daughter shouldn’t share, moments that would be met with disgust and shame if anyone found out. Moments where Sarah needs to feel real, she needs a reminder that she didn’t die a decade ago, that she has made it to twenty-eight. She craves them. Daddy pins her to the bed, fucking her into the sheets until she can only cry out for him and take everything he offers. Moments where she is clawing at his skin, begging for him and trembling in his arms. Many would frown upon it, but how can it be wrong when they are meant to be? Joel is her heart and Sarah his soul.
Sarah lays there, hugging her father’s pillow, letting his scent surround her. Her nightmare had been losing him and Ellie. She cried out for them both, but no matter how hard she tried, no matter how much she begged, they were dragged away by the infected. Over and over it played in her mind all night. Ellie is part of the family now, she has been since Marlene left her in Joel’s care. Ellie is the little sister Sarah always wanted and she couldn’t imagine not having Ellie there.
Sarah ponders getting up or laying in bed. The sun has just come, which means her daddy will be home soon. Ellie left early this morning for school and will be staying with some friends overnight, so being alone in the house is a perfect reason to stay in bed. On the other hand, though, she likes having coffee waiting for her daddy when he gets in. It’s a routine, just like before the outbreak. She likes to have a bit of normalcy.
Slowly she pushes up off the bed and gets to her feet, the button-up flannel she wears falls over her thighs and clearly belongs to Joel. She buttons it up to the middle of her chest and then stretches before her bare feet pad across the hardwood floor and towards the kitchen. She tries not to worry, her daddy has Uncle Tommy out there with him and she knows he will bring them both back. She feels like Uncle Tommy may suspect something, but will never mention it.
Entering the kitchen, Sarah yawns and grabs the canister of coffee grounds and two mugs. Maybe coffee will perk her up, her head is still heavy feeling from the night of restless sleep. To be honest, she feels a tad bit like a zombie, going through a motion that she has gone through many times. She feels lucky she has nothing to do today as she finished all the small jobs around town yesterday, including canning vegetables and storing them. She liked to keep busy and everyone in town seemed to love when she helped out. It made her feel good.
As she goes about brewing coffee she hears the front door open, followed by the sound of heavy boots and the door closing just as quickly. She smiles to herself, as soon she finds arms wrapping around her waist from behind, giving her a gentle squeeze, and feels a kiss being placed on her shoulder. Leaning back, she turns her head to look up at her father.
“Good morning, baby girl.” Joel’s gruff voice murmurs as Sarah rests her hands on his forearms.
“Morning, Daddy.” Sarah sighs happily, some of the worries that were weighing on her dissipated in her father’s embrace.
“You’re up early.” He notes.
“You know I don’t sleep well when you’re gone, and Ellie being gone too, the house just seems too big and empty,” She admits.
“I know, baby girl. I was set on getting back to you before you woke up.” Pressing a kiss to the side of his girl’s head.
“It’s okay, I wanted to get up and make your coffee.” Slowly turning in her father’s arms and sliding her own up and around his neck.
“I’m a lucky man to have such a sweet little girl like you.” He chuckles, curling his finger under her chin and tilting it up to press a gentle kiss to her lips as his other hand rests on her hip.
“I like taking care of my daddy.” Humming against his lips.
Joel sways a bit with her, giving her another gentle kiss before pressing his lips to the crown of her head. He knows in the eyes of most this is wrong, loving your daughter this way. Lusting for her, needing to have her in his arms and her body pressed to his. Maybe in a way, this was a long time coming. His ex-wife, Sarah’s mother left her, there in the hospital. She told him she couldn’t do it anymore and left. Since that moment, Sarah has been his world, his reason for everything he does. She still is. She is all the best pieces of him.
“How about you finish the coffee, I’ll take a shower and we can spend the day just you and me?” Joel asks.
“Please, Daddy.” Sarah smiles sweetly.
He presses one more kiss to her lips and smiles at her. Releasing his hold on her, he makes his way from the kitchen and slowly upstairs to the bedroom where he kicks his boots off. The night shift kicked his ass and all he wants now is a shower and his baby girl.
He lets his mind wander as he strips away his dirty clothes and dumps them in the basket by the door to the bathroom. He knows he should feel like a monster having taken his daughter’s innocence. He remembers how she curled into his arms, ashamed to tell him the feelings that stirred in her. She begged him, her sweet voice asking him to take her and make her feel safe and loved. She wanted him, even though he’s a monster who has killed and tortured to get what he wants, to protect his family. She loves him when he can’t love himself. The look in her eyes has always made him melt. Big brown eyes that matched his own could see through to his soul.
Downstairs Sarah fills the coffee mugs up, trying to shake any negative feelings off. She just still feels so damned overwhelmed by things. Her head feels like a mess and she knows her daddy will make it better, she is impatient though. Then again, she really never has been a patient girl and knows she is quite spoiled.
Picking up the mugs, she makes her way towards the steps intent on sipping her coffee and cuddling in bed. Part of her still feels like a small girl who wants her daddy to cuddle her and the other part of her is a lust-filled woman, wanting her father to fuck the negative feelings right out of her. She knows she should feel shame, but her father has always been the one man to never break her heart, and he will always be.
She sets the mugs down on the nightstand and slowly crawls back onto the bed to wait. She curls around her father’s pillow and closes her eyes for a bit.
Wrapping a towel around his waist, Joel steps from the shower after drying off. He is still grateful for Jackson and the hot water that soothes his aching muscles. He knows he’s getting older, but it won’t stop him. Not when he has a family to protect. If it were anyone else, he would ask himself what any twenty-eight-year-old girl would want with a fifty-year-old man, but not with her. He has never questioned it because it has never crossed his mind, even if that would be the mildest thing people would frown upon where he was concerned. On top of the crimes, he has committed, and lusting for his flesh and blood.
Stepping from the bathroom, he smiles at the sight in front of him. Sarah curled on the bed around his pillow, waiting for him. Just like she always has. Whether it was waiting for him to get home from work or waiting for him to pick her up from school, he loved knowing he always got to go home to his little Sarah. He knows she is grown, they just celebrated her twenty-eighth birthday, but that won’t stop him from always seeing her as his little princess.
Walking over, he settles on the edge of the bed and reaches out to tuck loose strands of Sarah’s hair behind her ear. Her eyes open and she smiles up at him.
“Done already?” She asks.
“Had to get back to my baby girl. Been away from her for too long.” He soothes.
Sarah sits up slowly and scoots back on the bed for a moment. She waits until Joel is settled on the bed, towel still around his waist and back pressed to the headboard. He stretches his legs out in front of him and pats his lap. Sarah wastes no time in straddling his lap and sliding her arms around him as she leans forward and rests her forehead on his shoulder. Her daddy’s lap is her favorite place to be, where she is safe from everything.
“Tell me what has you so unsettled this morning baby?” He asks as he rubs her back and presses his lips to the side of her head.
She sighs against him, shifting her hips a bit to get comfortable. She doesn’t respond for a moment, just nuzzles into the crook of his neck as if trying to surround herself with his scent. After a moment, she lifts her head to look at him with a small frown.
“I didn’t sleep well. I kept dreaming about you and Ellie, I screamed for you both, and I tried to grab you but you were both taken from me. The infected drug you away and I tried so hard…” Hanging her head, she lifts her hand to wipe away the tear that rolled down her cheek. “Just over and over. Every time I closed my eyes.”
“Oh, baby…” Lifting a hand, he cups her cheek and brushes a calloused thumb over her soft skin. “I will never let it happen. My girls are the most important thing in the world… And you? I am far too selfish to ever leave you alone in the world.”
He brings Sarah in, pressing lips to hers in a lingering kiss. Slow, but deep. He never rushes with her, she deserves all of him whenever she wants him. She returns the kiss, tongue sliding over his and moaning softly against his lips. Her hands press to his bare chest and gently scratch at his skin, hips rolling against him as the kiss slowly breaks.
“Daddy…” She murmurs, licking her lips as she sits up. “Make me forget?”
Her words cause his cock to twitch, bringing a groan from his lips. He knows what she wants when she uses those words and that sweet little voice. She wants more than just sex, she wants him to take care of her. Surrender everything and let him worry about things. He would carry all her burdens for her, as long as she needed him too.
“I’ve got you, princess.” Bringing his hands up, he slowly undoes the buttons on the flannel she wears. He loves to see her draped in his clothes, like an invisible sign that says she is all his. There is no other person in the world that can ever lay claim to her, if they tried he wouldn’t hesitate to end them, slowly and painfully.
Sarah watches as her daddy slides the shirt off her shoulders, leaving her in just her panties. Joel lets the shirt fall to the bed, hands coming up to cup her breasts and brush his thumbs over her nipples, enjoying the moan it brings from her. Leaning forward, he captures one between his lips and sucks roughly before releasing it. He tilts his chin up, brushing his lips up her throat and pressing a kiss under her ear.
“Let Daddy see all of you.” He murmurs in his gravelly tone.
Sarah complies, reluctantly pulling away from him for a moment to get to her feet and strip away her panties. Her focus is broken when she notices the red spot on her panties. Well, that explains the rest of her mood. Dropping her panties to the floor, the sight of red spots also on Joel’s towel where she was straddling him only serves to dampen her mood. She stands looking defeated, her eyes starting to water. Joel’s quick to realize what’s wrong, he’s been a father for twenty-eight years now and he has been through many moments just like this.
“Come here, baby.” Slowly opening the towel and letting it pool under his hips.
“But… It will get messy.” She sighs. One of her favorite things to do when she feels bad and her head is too full is to sit on her daddy’s lap and sink down on his cock, letting the way he fills her up clear her mind. It gives her something to focus on other than the chaos in her brain at times.
“You know better than that, little girl. Daddy doesn’t mind.” He’s never been squeamish or one to shy away from a natural bodily function. Even before now, he has taken care of her when her period had come, only then it was completely innocent. Now a hot water bottle and a cuddle on the couch wouldn’t satisfy her, not completely.
Biting her lip, Sarah slowly climbs back on the bed, again straddling her father’s thighs. She stays up on her knees and places her hands on his shoulders. He thinks the look in her eyes is adorable. He loves it when her gaze becomes shy and innocent.
“Trust me, baby girl.” His hand slides between them, fingers brushing her clit and causing her to whine. He starts with slow circles, rubbing her clit and watching her start to squirm. She was wet already with the mix of her desire and the tinge of red.
Sarah’s fingers press into his shoulders as she rolls her hips a bit, wanting everything he offers her. She knows he is working her up, making her hungry for his cock to be buried inside her. To be filled to the brim and just be allowed to exist. He always works her up first as she has always been tight and the last thing he wants to do is hurt her.
When his fingers press into her, Sarah drops her head forward and whines long and loud. Most men turn away from any type of intimacy when a woman is menstruating, good thing her daddy isn’t most men. The same hands that pleasure her have been covered in blood more times than he can count. He’s seen the gore of the world but with his little girl? All he cares about is taking care of her, of his name being on her lips as she presses into him and falls apart.
His thumb brushes her clit as his fingers curl inside her. She presses her forehead to his and rocks her hips, whimpering for him over and over. He knows how to play her body like a fiddle. The world around them disappears and it’s just them, in their little bubble.
“Come on, baby. Cum for daddy.” He encourages her as she trembles.
It doesn’t take much longer, especially when the fingers inside her move faster, her daddy not caring about the blood and cum trailing down his knuckles as his baby girl comes apart for him with her nails digging into his shoulders. He works her through her orgasm, letting her slow the pace.
“Such a good little girl.” He praises her when she slumps against him. He withdraws his fingers and wipes them on the towel under them as his other hand rubs her back.
Once she catches her breath, she gives her father a pout which makes him chuckle. He knows what she still wants and he isn’t going to stop her.
“Take what you want, baby.” He encourages her.
Reaching between them, she curls her fingers around his cock, stroking him a few times before she guides him to her core and slowly sinks down. Joel hisses softly as her tight walls grip his cock as she settles herself onto him. His arms wrap around her, holding her against his chest as she nuzzles into the crook of his neck.
“My baby is so sweet, so good to me. Warming her daddy’s cock and letting him take care of her.” He soothes her, lifting a hand and tucking her hair behind her ear. The way her pretty little cunt wraps around him is heaven, and fuck sometimes he doesn't think he deserves it. “Daddy’s perfect little girl.”
Her eyes are closed as she sighs in relief. For the first time since she woke up her mind feels clearer. There is still a rush of emotions, but they seem to be settling. Her life hasn’t been an easy one, not since the world ended. She worries constantly and fears losing her family. She has days she longs for the past and the things she took for granted and other days she can be grateful for what she has.
“You think I’m perfect?” She asks softly, her words slightly muffled as she keeps her face tucked into the crook of his neck and smiles against her his skin.
“I don’t think, I know. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were my perfect baby girl. Nothing will ever change that.” He soothes.
They sit in silence, Joel enjoying having her close and in his arms. It reminds him she’s real and he didn’t lose her over a decade ago. He knows had he lost her, he’d have lost himself and would have found any way to follow her. No father should ever outlive his child. As selfish as it may have seemed, he would have ended himself just so he didn’t have to live in a world without his baby girl.
Joel rubs her back, watching her close her eyes, knowing she always drifts off when she has her back rubbed. He remembers hours spent walking with her around the living room when she was a baby. He kisses the side of her head and lays his head back on the headboard for a moment before picking his book up from the nightstand. He’ll stay like this as long as she needs and be whatever she needs. Protector, lover, father… he can be anything and everything.
Sarah’s breathing evens out, signaling to him that she’s asleep. Joel loves knowing she trusts him, he is the one who calms her. Even when it was innocent. From the moment she was born, he barely put her down and as she grew, she was his little shadow. In a way, that’s why there was never anyone else after Sarah’s mother left them because there was no room in his heart for anyone besides Sarah. He’ll admit it was Sarah who helped me make room for Ellie. Sarah took Ellie under her wing and helped him carve out a place in his heart for Ellie.
He doesn’t pay attention to how much time has passed, he doesn’t need to. He will hold his baby girl for as long as she needs. She surprised him the first time she warmed his cock. She was stressed and had a run-in with an infected while on patrol. Being an excellent marksman she was able to take it down, but she was still startled. Sarah has always had anxiety. She came home to him and did her favorite thing to do, straddle his lap and tuck her face in the crook of his neck. Only this time she asked to sink down on his cock, saying she needed to focus on something other than what happened. Sarah slowly drifted off and they had stayed like that for an hour or so before her hips started to grind against his as she woke up, resulting in his cock twitching inside her.
In her small voice, she murmured against his neck, begging for her daddy to fuck her. Of course, he obliged and when her hips wiggled when she woke up, he fucked her into the sheets and then basked in the feeling of his girl in his arms.
Joel knows Sarah is waking up, as he puts his book aside. Her hips gently roll against his, sleepily grinding own and shifting on his cock, bringing a low moan from him. She whines softly but settles when he starts rubbing her back, letting her slowly wake.
Sarah’s not sure when she fell asleep, but she slowly stirs. Her hips shift a bit and she releases a groan, it takes a minute for her to realize where she is. She’s home, safe in her daddy’s arms with her face buried against his neck. When she wiggles her hips a bit, she gains a groan from her daddy. Lifting her head, her dark eyes meet Joel’s. He smiles at her, lifting his hand to tuck loose strands of her hair behind her ear.
“Well, hello there my sleepy baby girl. ” Joel chuckles and cups her cheek.
“Hi, Daddy.” Sarah gives him a sleepy smile, leaning into his palm. Her hips shift against his, drawing a whimper from her lips.
“I think a certain little girl is feeling a bit needy.” He chuckles and leans forward to kiss her forehead.
“Hmm. I might. It’s your fault.” She murmurs against his neck, pressing gentle kisses along his jaw.
“How is it my fault?” He chuckles and bucks his hips up a bit, slowly jostling her.
“Daddy! That’s not fair, I’m needy 'cause I am full of my Daddy’s cock.” She moans and rests her forehead again.
“Oh? Well if you don’t want it.” He playfully lifts her hips. He would never pull away from her when she needs him, not when she is warming his cock and needy for him to fuck her.
“Nooo. I need it.” Rolling her hips against his, Joel brings a hand down, his thumb finding her clit and rubbing slow circles.
“Oh baby, I’d never deny you. You know better. Think you can be a good girl and cum on Daddy’s cock? Hm? I know you are the sweetest baby girl. Daddy is so lucky.” Leaning in, he kisses her gently as his thumb stays rubbing against her clit.
“Yes. I wanna… I wanna be good for Daddy.” Sarah whimpers into the kiss, rocking her hips and clenching her walls.
Joel’s thumb presses her clit, rubbing rough circles as she rocks her hips, the head of his cock pressing just the right spot. Sarah whines and allows her head to fall back and her fingers to push down on Joel’s shoulders. All she can think about is how good her daddy’s cock feels inside her. Joel revels in the feeling of her walls wrapped around his cock, whimpering for him. He is a possessive man and even the thought of someone else’s name brings a low growl from deep in his throat.
“Daddy…” Sarah moans, close to the edge of her orgasm.
“Cum for daddy, pretty girl. Cum on Daddy’s cock, then he’ll fuck you just the way you like it.” Joel whispers in a deep voice as Sarah tilts her head down to look at him.
Her daddy’s words send her over the edge, trembling as Joel’s thumb stays on her clit, working her through her orgasm. Sarah’s hips grind down as she rests her forehead against Joel's.
“Such a good little girl.” Joel praises.
Sarah basks in the praise as she slowly comes down. She pants for a moment, her eyes closing for a second as Joel brings his thumb up and trails it over her lips. She catches his thumb between her lips and sucks softly, tasting herself before she pulls back. She hums in appreciation before pressing her lips to Joel’s and rolling her hips. She can feel the mess she has left, tinging her daddy’s cock red. Moving his lips against her, his tongue requests entrance and slides over hers. Joel’s baby girl has the sweetest lips, her kisses remind him of the goodness in the world and sunshine.
“Daddy” Sarah whimpers softly against Joel’s lips.
“I got you, baby,” Joel murmurs back.
Sliding his arm around Sarah, Joel pulls her closer and rolls them over, keeping their hips on the towel, not that he would really care if the sheets got soiled. All that matters is taking care of his baby. Sarah moans low as her back presses to the mattress, lifting her knees to rest against Joel’s hips. One arm slides under his, pressing her fingers against his shoulder blade. Her other hand cups the back of his neck, pulling him down to press her forehead against his.
Joel has to pace himself, he’s had Sarah’s pretty little cunt wrapped around him for an hour or so and he is aching to relieve himself. He has always put her needs before his, and right now her need is for him to fuck her and take away the negative thoughts. He pulls almost all the way out, causing a small trickle of blood to drip down his baby girl’s tight little cunt and smear across his cock. It turned him on like she was marking him and claiming him.
“Fuck, baby you’re always so tight for your daddy.” Lifting his chin he places a kiss on her forehead as his hips meet hers at a steady pace.
“Just for Daddy.” She purrs softly as she rolls her hips up.
Sarah loves the angle and the stretch of her daddy’s cock. It takes her mind away from the sorrows of her brain and makes her focus on pleasure. Focus on the way her daddy’s solid frame hovers above, making her feel small and protected, and how his large hands leave prints in the shape of his fingers. Joel knows what his baby girl likes, what comforts and soothes her. He ducks his head and presses gentle kisses along her neck, his beard against her skin making her giggle. One of Joel’s favorite sounds. Nothing could compare to it.
“That’s right. You’re daddy’s sweet little baby girl. There's never been anyone else.” Joel’s deep voice whispers in her ear as his thrusts speed up. “Talk to me, sweet girl, or has Daddy’s cock stolen your voice.”
“No, I… I love daddy’s cock and I love how he fucks me.” Sarah moans, urging Joel to roll over. At this point, she doesn’t give a fuck about the mess. “I wanna ride daddy’s cock.” She whispers.
Her words always bring a growl from Joel’s lips. His cock twitches inside her as his arm slides around Sarah, rolling them back over and planting her knees on either side of his hips. When she sits up her back arches as she whines. Sarah riding his cock has him squeezing her hips and watching her move, stretched over his cock and moaning ‘Daddy’. Part of him is turned on because this has been their secret, something the world has not tarnished, and as ashamed as he should feel, giving his baby what she wants far outweighs anything else. She’s gorgeous with her long hair and dark brown eyes that are a mirror of his. She’s the bright spot in the darkness that tries to consume him.
Sarah brings her hands down to rest on her daddy’s chest as she grinds her hips down, taking every inch of his cock and crying out when he hits just the right spot. She use to worry about wanting to fuck her father, knowing girls did not think about those things. And now? She loves when he calls her baby, tells her how much he loves her, and fucks her any way she wants. She knows Joel’s a violent man, he’s tortured and killed people to get what he wants and to protect his family. It gets her wet at the thought.
Joel brings his hands down to squeeze Sarah’s thighs, causing her to moan and her nails to press into his chest, the sting always pleasurable. She has marked up his chest and back, places no one but her see, but when he is out, the sting reminds him just what is waiting for him back home.
“Look at you, so damn gorgeous. How’d I get so lucky?” Joel reaches up pulling Sarah down gently and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Baby girl, the things you do to me. My sweet girl. You’ve always had my heart.”
Joel’s words make Sarah’s eyes close for a moment, she can feel the emotions stirring as her hips slow for a moment. She smiles as a tear falls down her cheek. Her daddy is quick to wipe it away and kisses her forehead again.
“You have mine, Daddy. You’re my knight in shining armor.” Sarah professes softly.
“Always baby. I’d end the world to keep you safe.” Joel murmurs and rolls them over, pressing his hand next to Sarah’s head to hover over her. Her walls clench around him like a vice as he brings his other hand down and rubs rough circles over her clit. “Does my beautiful girl need to cum for her daddy? Hm? Let go, baby, Daddy’s got you.”
Sarah squirms, resting her knees against Joel’s hips. Her hips roll up and Joel’s thrusts increase. Her back arches when she cums, his words echoing in her head. Her daddy always gives her the best orgasms, and a lot of times she ends up falling asleep on top of him, which he finds to be the cutest thing in the world. He will rub her back and soothe her like he always has.
“Daddy!” She squeals, tipping her head back as she cums hard, her walls convulsing around his cock.
Joel can feel the mix of desire and blood coat his cock and drip down onto the towel under him. It’s erotic and watching Sarah come apart on his cock, drives him close to the edge. He works her through her orgasm, slowing his fingers to gentle circles as she calms.
“Fuck. Baby girl, look at you, being a good girl and cumming around Daddy’s cock. Such a brave and sweet little girl.” Joel murmurs before claiming her lips in a hungry, bruising kiss.
Joel's thrusts jolt Sarah’s body under him, her tight walls milking him, bringing a growl from deep in his throat. His hand moves to lace his fingers with hers and pin her hand to the bed. Sarah’s free hand slips under his arm to his shoulder blades, pressing her nails deep into his flesh.
“Daddy. I wanna cum again. Please… I need you to cum inside me. Please, please” Sarah whines when Joel brings his fingers back to her clit and rubs rough circles, his thrust hard and deep, Sarah taking every inch.
“Cum for Daddy, baby. Give him one more so he can fill you up.” Catching Sarah’s lips in a long kiss, his tongue sliding over her to savor the taste of her kiss.
Sarah returns her daddy’s kiss, humming in appreciation. His kisses are always long and taste like a mix of spice and smooth whiskey. She’s addicted. Joel can feel her walls tighten around him and milk him for his seed. The moment she cries out and claws his back, Joel tips over the edge with her. Sarah whines into the kiss, feeling her daddy fill her pretty little pussy as she comes apart around him. She loves the feeling, loves the warmth she feels deep inside her. Like a claim. An act of possessiveness just like the marks she leaves on his back. She is his and he is hers. Her name falls from Joel’s lips, whispered like a prayer like he is thanking God for his little girl.
“I’ve got you, baby.” Joel rests his head against Sarah’s for a moment, releasing the hand he had pinned as they both come down from their orgasmic high.
“Hmm. I’ve got you too, Daddy.” Sarah smiles, giving a soft sigh.
They lay in silence, basking in the afterglow. Joel knows they have to get up, but he knows Sarah likes a few moments with him still buried inside her. Lifting his head, he smiles down at her.
“I think a shower is in order, baby. You gonna let Daddy take care of you?” Joel chuckles softly.
“Please, Daddy.” Sarah smiles, looking at him with her doe eyes.
“You know how that look gets me.” He laughs and leans down to press a kiss to her lips and forehead before pulling back.
Joel pulls back, slowly pulling out of Sarah with a groan at the loss of her warmth. He watches the mix of cum and blood drip from her onto the towel below. Sarah whines at the loss of the fullness, but it turns into a moan as she feels the blood and cum trickle out of her. She loves the feeling and she knows her daddy likes watching.
“My messy little girl. Fuck, the things you do to me baby” Joel chuckles and pushes off the bed.
“All the good things right?” Sarah sits up and playful pouts.
“All the best things.” He responds, scooping Sarah up, uncaring about the messy towel. Sarah squeaks and nuzzles into Joel’s neck.
Sarah’s darkened mood has lifted, she feels safe and secure. Joel carries her into the bathroom, intent on giving her tender, loving aftercare.