"Although I'm the demon king's daughter, father actually has countless other kids. I'm just a daughter born from him and a succubus. Among demons, succubi have very low intelligence so nobody paid us any attention. After that, my mother passed away and I was locked in the palace. I didn't dare to leave.. My brothers and sisters killed each other without any hesitation for the throne. I was no exception. I don't have any combat power so I was very scared no one looked after and no one protected I was all alone until father was killed"
The curtain that could block out the light couldn't block out the cold that was emitted from the ground. At the coldest point at night, the floor that had stored up coldness for so long slowly seeped out and made our little prison room indescribably cold. We didn't have any warm clothes let alone blankets. My only option was to hug her tightly and keep her warm with my body-heat.
I was so cold I shivered, but the warmth of the young girl kept my chest warm. This young girl from the demon race seems to have a higher body temperature than normal people. They say that a daughter is her father's wadded-jacket. I see that it's true now. However, I'm not her father, but close enough right now.
The two of us snuggled up tightly. The girl softly recounted her past for in my arms. I was surprised to discover that the demon king's daughter didn't receive much love from the demon king. She was basically an abandoned pawn. Her life in the demon king's city and here is virtually the sa. She's still being discriminated against and abused.
I looked at the young girl curled up in my arms. I couldn't help but hold her tighter. She sobbed gently and then hugged around my waist tighter, "No one has ever protected like this before No one has ever cared about As a matter of fact, nobody has ever been willing to speak to I used to watch the flying birds from inside the palace and hoped that there would finally co a day I could leave" The young girl leaned her head gently on my chest and sighed a breath of relief like she was at complete peace of mind. She struggled to wrap her arms around my back and clung to tightly. She closed her eyes in peace and gently murmured, "You are just like my father just like the father in my dreams protecting , looking after , and letting depend on you Your chest is very, very warm. I don't feel as if I have to worry no matter how scary the world outside is as long as I'm here If possible. can I call you, dad?"
I hugged the girl in front of and my throat felt like sothing was stuck in it. I knew the girl was being serious but as a single man, I don't know how to respond to this way of addressing that's been suggested all of a sudden. I've never even had a girlfriend, so suddenly having a daughter is a little over the top, wouldn't you agree?
Before I could reply, the girl in my arms suddenly wriggled upwards and ca right up to my lips. Before I knew it, she kissed my lips again. I lingered for a mont and my tongue was wrapped up by hers once again. However, the pleasure didn't last long as she quickly let go of . She then smiled and kissed on my forehead and softly said: "I'm a succubus so I can't help it father No matter what you think, I can't turn back now. Please allow to stay by your side dad My na is Leah. Please allow to call you 'dad' from now"
I didn't give her a direct answer. Instead, I stroked her head and she understood my intent behind it. Our lips interlocked again. She gently gripped my clothes at my chest with her hands and then slowly shut her eyes. I stroked her head and then next to her ear softly said: "Sleep, Leah."
"Uhm."
Leah responded like a cat owing and I stroked her head. What she went through today is honestly too cruel for a girl. She still had bruises on her. I don't get it. Why must both Queen Sisi and Veirya treat her so cruelly when she's just a young girl that's not a threat? She clearly didn't do anything wrong. Does she have to face such cruel punishnt just because of her origins?
It doesn't matter what one's race is. They should be punished for the things they did and not because of their race. That's my personal stance. Humanity is now doing what they resented most.
Both Leah in my arms and myself have endured all sorts of hardships today. I got dragged around as a spoil of war as soon as I got here, then face-planted three tis, and then I had to play a dog. I almost lost my dignity as a human too. Then I got tossed into here. I never expected I'd be able to bear through it all as a modern person. Now I feel that I can get through anything in the future now.
I can't get sick. I really will die if I get sick and no one looks after . Plus, I need to take care of the daughter I just got myself. We need to support each other from now on because we're now a family.
I've never been a father, and I don't know if I can do a good job, but I want to give it a try.
In a state of haziness, I slowly fell into a dream. Honestly, I didn't enter deep sleep. I woke up every now and then from fright and would then fall asleep again. I don't know how much ti had passed. My body felt heavy and really hot. Logically speaking, how could it be so warm in this prison that's cold as a freezer? Moreover, even if I had Leah in my arms, she's just a little kid. There's no way she could be this heavy.
I feel like I'm suffocating too. Sothing seems to be blocking my nose. Every ti I tried to breath, my breath got stuck. What is this?
I felt sothing at the corner of my mouth. It was incomparably warm and soft. Wait. There seems to be sothing a little hard too. But not like hard-hard. I could feel the soft object rubbing against my mouth distinctively. I couldn't resist extending my tongue out and having a lick. It felt warm and luscious.
What is this?
I opened my eyes but it was pitch-black. That's not right. It wasn't dark but sothing was in front of my eyes. So soft thing was squashing my face. It was vague but I seed to see an outline My heart stopped. No way. No way. How could this happen to ? I'm hugging my daughter, right? My daughter is only nine years old based on humanity's age standards. There's no way she could develop. Who's this on my face?!
I reached my hand out and pressed it on the ball on my face. It was just as I thought. Is this the classic novel-booby face-wash?! I touched the very sensitive tip. My body reacted to the soft and sowhat hard tip. I couldn't stop myself from reaching my hand out and continuing to feel it. This was my first ti I touched the real thing!!
"Ahh Mm"
A very seductive moan from my head moaned. The seductive moan ca from my ear. My body went limp and I realised sothing was wrong. No. No. Not even a virgin would have such an intense reaction, right? I got a boner so fast
I could feel two ample legs wrapped clinging to my lower back like a spider and I could feel them gently rubbing against my back. All my blood went to my head. I felt a strong urge to press myself down on top of the person on top of . My hands grabbed those heavy at-balls tightly and pinched and rubbed them in all sorts of ways.
"Dad Dad what are you doing? Dad don't rub I don't like this feeling"
A coquettish voice spoke out to again and my body froze. I looked at the beauty in front of blankly. My lust vanished in an instant. I grabbed her shoulders tightly and sat up. The woman in front of rubbed her eyes with puzzlent and looked at hazily. She had short-silver hair with a few strands stuck to her face. She was nude but her buxom body emitted a faint light. Her boobs which were a size I'd never seen before jiggled intensely as she rubbed her eyes. My hand-prints were still left on them. She didn't have belly button. Instead, she had a black heart-shaped tattoo-like black mark there which stretched all the way down
The big-boobed woman in front of rubbed her eyes and asked in a tired voice: "Dad what's wrong?"
I looked at her blankly, shocked and lost for words. She tilted her head and reached her arms out to lazily hug my head again. She smashed her body into mine again and my head was buried in her breasts once again. She closed her eyes and clicked her mouth with satisfaction. She murmured: "If nothing's the matter, I want to sleep so more Your body is so warm and slls so nice, dad I want to sleep so more But can you not rub like that, dad? Leah feels a little hot"
Yeah
Leah
Is
She's a succubus
Based on what I know about the settings in this world, succubi usually seduce human males and then extract sothing from then, right? But Leah seems fine. Leah didn't leap at and do anything. Is there a reason? Is it because she knows I'm her father? Or has she not fully awakened to her succubus nature? Her current actions are just instinctive. But she doesn't know what's she's doing, right?
But do succubi transform at night?
However, I felt like I lost all sense of rationality when I was suffocating from her booby face wash. There was a stunner right in front of but I can't do anything. Of course I won't do anything. This is a girl that calls her dad. She's just a child. A child that's only around nine years old! I can't violate a girl, especially one that calls her dad!!!
That's the bottom line!
I closed my eyes tightly but the feeling of our body contact won't disappear for sure. I clenched my fist and hamred the ground to tell myself to "control yourself" with the pain. However, every breath I took brought Leah's seductive scent into my nose. Every ti she breathed, those tips that could drive a man crazy would swing past my face. That realistic feeling wanted to make die. I really, really wanted to do that, but I really can't!!
I sat up once again and shook Leah who was in front of . Leah looked at sowhat angry this ti. I looked at her face and seriously said: "Listen to , Leah. I don't know if you've realised but for your sake and mine, I don't think we can sleep in this position. Let's do this. We'll split up. You sleep here, and I'll sleep there."
"Dad did Leah do sothing wrong?"
Leah pouted and grabbed my chest as she sobbed. Her body quivered as she said, "Dad please don't abandon Leah please don't abandon Leah Leah Leah Leah won't annoy you Please Please don't drive Leah away"
"Ah That's not what I ant erm hmm mm L-let's change positions"
I really couldn't handle my daughter's tears. I'm not sure if I was powerless against my daughter's tears because I was now overflowing with fatherly-love or if it was because of the seductive power of her succubus nature. I lay back down and reached my hand out to pull her down. I placed her head on my chest and then draped my arm around her. Now I won't have a booby face wash
Alright, I give up. Leah wrapped up tightly with her arms and legs very naturally like it was habit. Leah was very happy in this position. She giggled and then snuggled up in my arms. She softly said: "Why is it so warm in your arms, dad? We only t for the first ti, yet I feel completely at peace by your side I feel like I won't be afraid of anything"
"Maybe it's because we were fated to beco father and daughter"
I stroked her head and my excited emotions cald down a little. Stroking her head was a lot more calming than touching her boobs. I can't do that sort of thing. No way in hell. This girl has called her dad so I definitely can't do that sort of thing!
Things started to beco hazy and I fell asleep once again. Perhaps I slept particularly well this ti because it was warm in my arms
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