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Upon arriving home, Charlie’s paternal instincts kicked into gear once more. He knocked gently on Daisy’s bedroom door, pausing for a response. When none came, he pushed the door ajar. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar surroundings that had witnessed so many of Daisy’s milestones over the years.
He stepped into the room, observing the sight of his beloved daughter lying in bed, her eyes half-closed as she stared listlessly at the TV. His gaze was stuck on her as he saw, not just the young woman she was becoming, but also the little girl he had cradled in his arms all those years ago.
Her eyes, heavy with the weight of her ailment, flickered toward him. Charlie’s heart went out to her, aching to offer the kind of solace that only a father could provide.
“Sweetie? How are you feeling?” he asked and with tender steps, he approached her bedside. He sat next to her, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. A surge of protectiveness washed over him, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead in caring for his precious daughter.
He noticed her blanket, slightly askew, and reached out to adjust it, only to pause mid-motion as he realized one of her breasts had slipped free from the confines of her tank top, revealing her brown and perky nipples. Charlie’s cheeks flushed slightly, and he quickly covered her with the blanket.
Daisy’s eyes, glassy with fatigue, met his, her lips in a slight pout. “I’m so tired, Daddy,” she murmured, the exhaustion coming through in her voice, “but these cramps are keeping me up… I can’t fall asleep. Do you think I should take another painkiller?”
Concern etched across Charlie’s face as he took in his daughter’s plight. “I’m sorry, baby. I wish I could switch places with you and take on your pain. Have you tried drinking some chamomile tea?”
“No…” She shook her head, her beautiful features softened by the pallor of illness.
“Sometimes it helps with cramps. You can drink it with another dose of muscle relaxers.” He rose from the bed and made his way to the kitchen, his movements deliberate and purposeful before returning to her bedroom.
“Here you go, sweetheart,” he said, setting the tea on the bedside table. “This should help a ton.” He broke one of the pills in half and held it out for her to take with the cup of tea. Instead, she stuck out her tongue, signaling for him to put it in her mouth.
He chuckled and did so, but she was so out of it that her mouth didn’t quite open all the way and her lips ended up wrapping around his fingers. Feeling a slight twitch in his cock, Charlie snapped his hand back, immediately feeling shameful. Daisy didn’t seem to notice, only mumbled “tw-ee” through her still opened mouth, clearly asking him to pour some tea down her throat so she could swallow the pill. He did so, careful not to spill any on his little girl.
She swallowed everything down. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered, her eyes fluttering closed. “You always know just what to do.”
Charlie smiled, his heart warming at her words. “It’s the least I can do for my favorite person in the world… I wish there was something else I could do for you, sweetie,” Again, he pet her cheek with his hand. Daisy seemed to enjoy the sensation and closed her eyes.
Charlie’s eyes strayed downward toward her body, which was softly rising with her breaths underneath the blanket. She shifted closer toward him, the blanket slipping slightly to reveal a morsel of her bare shoulder. There was no denying how creamy and delicate she appeared… It reminded him of what he’d seen of her earlier. His eyes widened, envisioning something he shouldn’t and telling himself that he was merely concerned about her catching a chill.
Clearly, he didn’t want her to be cold. Charlie adjusted the blanket, ensuring it was snugly wrapped around her. Even going so far as to tuck it in at the sides, his hands brushing her soft skin.
Charlie’s heart twisted like a pretzel as he grappled with the shame that crept into his consciousness. She’s my daughter… he thought and tried to push the intrusive thoughts away. I could never do anything to violate her trust. Yet, as he stood there, witnessing her suffering, he knew he had to set aside his own discomfort for her sake.
Suddenly, Daisy stirred, a small cry of pain escaping her lips. Her hands clutched at her abdomen, and the blanket was pulled taut, exposing her bare shoulders. Charlie’s eyes widened as he realized that both of her breasts had slipped free from the confines of her tank top, the nipples hardening in the cool air. His cock twitched, and he knew he couldn’t ignore her pain any longer. (To Be Continued.)
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