Thread: All to Herself (Ethereal & Father Figure)

Casey couldn't help but smile as her father stared down at her, his affections reaching her in a way that perhaps they shouldn't have. She had always relished his attention, even as she'd gotten older. She appreciated his hugs and kisses more than most girls her age would have, but now as her entire mindset shifted before his eyes, they began to mean something more. She needed to be the only person he displayed affection towards. His touch, the brush of his lips, the intimate gestures that he would never think to use on his daughter had to be reserved for her, and her only. It was twisted, she knew that, and before that night, her mind had never shifted in such a direction. She'd never seen her father as a sexual figure, or as someone who's needs she could fulfill entirely. Every bit of it was wrong, and yet, that didn't stop the scheming that took place within her mind as she happily stared up into her father's eyes. That sounds perfect. she spoke with ease, shrieking happily as he pulled her up into his strong embrace. She leaned into him, her face resting in the crook of his neck. The same sense of comfort she had felt just moments before when she hugged him came back to her, though there was something she couldn't quite place mixed in with the emotions she had already been experiencing. The way he held her, the way his warmth felt against her own body sparked something inside of her, something she hadn't felt with him in prior moments such as this. Already, she was beginning to see her father in a new light. Perhaps, it should have alarmed her, how fast her mind and body seemed to accept what she planned to do, and yet, it only seemed to excite her further. She didn't dwell on the potential harm it could cause, or any negative reactions he may have. Instead, she lingered on the idea that she could have her father entirely to herself, that she could make him happy in every way he needed to be. Another smile came to her lips as he suggested a horror movie, though the pleased expression that covered her face as she spoke to him held a meaning that would go deeper than he realized. I won't get scared if you hold me. she insisted with a teasing grin, her words sounding innocent enough. It was hard not to feel as pleased as she did, not simply because his attention was directed to her in that moment, but also due to how easily he was laying this all out for her. The movie would give her an excuse to cuddle up to him, to invade his personal space in a way that wouldn't initially be alarming. Nightmares could follow, allowing for a late night venture to his bed. Her mind was reeling with ideas, attempting to make mental notes of the approaches she could take. She couldn't simply jump him, smother him in the affections that she was willing to give him. No, she had to approach him slowly. She couldn't immediately reveal her intentions, or allow him to instantly guess what she was up to. She needed him to question it, to wonder if it was just him, or was she truly putting herself out for him. She needed him to feel a sense of confusion first, to wonder if this was all new, or if he was simply noticing her in a sexual light for the first time. She wanted him to see her in a way he'd never seen her before, to struggle with inappropriate thoughts of his daughter before she pushed him too far. It was something that needed to be approached carefully, methodically. She needed to get him to the point where he would be unable to say no to her when the time came to make the most important move. Now distracted from her thoughts, a series of giggles left Casey's lips as her father effortlessly tossed her onto the couch, her wide smile staring back up at him. The action had caused her shirt to lift slightly, her taught stomach in plain view as she made no effort to adjust herself. And for a moment, she simply stared up at him. Without even realizing she was doing so, she gently bit down on her lower lip, her eyes transfixed on her father. Her gaze held him for a few more seconds, until she finally looked away, her lips turning to a tiny side-smile as she flipped over so that she was laying on her stomach, her eyes now focused on the tv as she reached for the remote and began to browse through the pay-per-view movies. You take care of pizza, I'll take care of this. she spoke matter-of-factly, turning back and giving him a playful wink before focusing her attention back to the television.