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"W-we shouldn't do this..." Your voice shook and your body slightly trembled. Kiku was holding your hand tightly at his lips and planted a long kiss onto your shivering fingers. "Please don't worry anymore. It's all right." He whispered as he was leaning more above you, getting closer to your face. He carefully placed your hand onto his chest so you could feel his heart beating so strong.

You shut your eyes tightly closed but didn't resist, you could feel every single beat under your palm. It felt strange. He slowly leaned closer to your face and kissed your nose and cheek, never letting go of your hand.

"It only beats for you, nobody else. You are the only one left for me, how could I feel anything different?" You let out a sound that was like a sob and turned your head to the side, wanting to hide your face in the pillow. Oh, how much you hated to know that.

Since you were a small child, you have only lived with him. He was never with a woman, he sacrificed everything for you to become your loving father. He was your father - or that was what you thought. After many years when you finally grew up, he started acting weird and in the end, the curiousity was simply too strong and you just had to ask. You had no idea how much you would regret that decision later.

He told you that once he met a wonderful woman, whose only company was her child under her heart, she had nobody to lean on and she was very lonely and sad. That woman was your mother. He promised her to take care of her by all means and since then they thought they could have a happy life together. And soon the day arrived when her baby daughter came to this world... demanding another life to leave it. And all that was left behind for Kiku was you alone.

He couldn't stay with the woman he loved so much so he loved her daughter just as much as her. He raised you with all his love and when you grew up, it scared him how the girl looked exactly like her mother and not even her behavior was different. He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help falling in love with her.

And now there you were, shivering under him on the bed in the dim lit room, feeling his heartbeat while he was almost desperately begging you to become his. You slowly looked up at him and he slowly wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. You hesitantly lay your hands on his back and sighed again.

"Daddy..." It was tearing your heart apart. Everything felt different after he told you his story. You wanted to make him happy but you knew this wasn't right. You couldn't believe actually happened. But the dream seemed not to end so you had to face the reality again. Though you had to admit, nobody was more important to you than him. He was the one always you. Your mind screamed not to do this but your feelings were stronger. "I love you." You whispered just a moment before having his lips gently pressing against yours. You held him tighter and he ran his fingers slowly through your hair. "I love you too." He
answered just as quietly before giving you another kiss.

You had to admit, it felt so nice. You kissed back shyly first, but slowly braver as the kiss became more and more passionate. You only returned to reality slightly when you felt his warm hand slowly sneaking under your nightgown, making you tense up and gasp softly. "Shh..." You heard him trying to reassure you and you just clung to him tighter. "This has to go, you know."

He spoke softly. You groaned a bit but still, as he continued to remove your clothes, even though you kept repeating "No" you never really resisted him. You lay there without your clothes, your eyes closed, slightly panting and waiting for his next move. He soon snuggled to you again and you could feel his warm skin on your body. You quickly wrapped your arms around him and held him tightly to be able to feel his warmth longer. He gently caressed your side and your thigh and soon you felt soft kisses on your neck and shoulder.

Meanwhile you shyly stroked his back and when he lifted his head up just a bit, you immediately took the chance to pull him in a long, sweet kiss, his tongue gently sliding through your lips to stroke yours and earning a long, relaxed sigh.

He pulled away again, stroked along your arm to hold your hand, but before he could tighten the hold, you laced your fingers with his. You couldn't see because you closed your eyes again because of your nervousness, but he smiled gently at you before he started kissing your body, his kisses slowly trailing down between your breasts to your stomach, while you occasionally tensed up by the pleasure, letting out soft sighs at the same time.

He kissed until your lower stomach, which made you shiver a bit again. His actions started to feel really exciting. You couldn't even deny it, you felt the heat inside you. He slowly let go of your hand and strokes both your sides and he shifted closer to he could get near your chest. You looked at him biting your lip, not really sure what to do. He looked at you reassuringly and in the next moment you felt his hot breath over your nipple, making you gasp softly.

You kept moaning softly as his hot tongue moved on your breast and you wrapped your arms around his neck to keep him close. He would have continued pleasing you like that if your sudden soft whimpering didn't interrupt him along a tight hold when his fingers gently brushed against your intimate area. Trying to make you calm, he carefully lay his hand down and continued kissing you instead, your cheeks, your jaw, your lips while you struggled to hold your tears of slight fear and embarassment. You felt so weak and suddenly scared. You were not afraid of him but the things that were about to happen to you. But you told yourself to be brave, for some reason.

He slowly stroked your hair when you soon felt less tense, his hand at your private part began slowly moving, fingers trying to explore every single detail of you, only making you softly whimper first, then you found yourself quietly moaning again after a minute when he found the right spot to touch to make you aroused.

More minutes passed and you kept lovingly please each other. Gentle strokes all over your bodies, hundreds of kisses and burning touches. You forgot everything, all you could think of was now him and only him, wanting to feelhim closer, more, holding him tightly to yourself. Your dripping core now ached for his touch, you have never wanted anything so much before. You needed him.

You were slightly panting and watched him pull your legs around his waist, though your vision was somewhat blurry. You gripped the sheets next to your body and waited a little impatiently, but still nervously. You closed your eyes and tried to relax since you knew what you were going to feel. You arched your back and dug your nails into the sheets while letting out a long hiss, your best not to scream. He held your hips and stopped moving and
watched your painful expression, which was tearing his heart apart. You didn't want to cry, you didn't want to seem weak but it was something you couldn't help. Tears soaked the pillow under your head while he was gently stroking your cheek.

"It's going to be alright." He whispered before he pushed himself deeper, making you wince and whimper again. Hating to see you in so much pain, he wanted to end your suffering as soon as he could. His heart sank in your tears and he shivered at the sound of your scream as he pushed himself all the way into your hot core. You sobbed quietly after that and he slowly leaned over you and slowly wrapped you in his arms. You clung to him like a child and nuzzled his neck, hoping this hug would make the pain go away. He then slowly began to move. You kept clenching your teeth, biting your lip and gasping, the pain numbed but it was still very far from being comfortable.

He started to stroke you everywhere again and he kissed your body where he could reach, almost making you forget what hurt so much. You moaned softly, not even knowing what it was caused by and you slowly trailed your hand up to his head and you weakly ran your fingers through his hair, and since it somehow gave you some kind of comfort, you continued patting his head and stroking his soft hair.

You felt him kissing your neck and you just clutched him even more to yourself, but your tense body slowly sank into the pleasure he made you feel and you gripped his shoulder almost desparately, feeling as if you would die if you suddenly didn't feel him anymore. Your body was hot and you panted and gasped but you still craved to feel his warmth and the touch of his lips.

You moaned into the kiss as your tongues danced together and your body grew tenser by itself as the minutes passed. The gentle thrusts were now replaced with fast and rough moves, making you let out short, high pitched whimpers, demanding more and more of him.

He knew how you were feeling, he knew what these expressions meant too well. He knew what could possibly make you feel great and somehow everything he did worked. You were way too similar... He wanted to feel again what he felt such a long time ago. He craved to hear the same sounds, same voice, wanted to feel the same sensations, he wanted everything to be like long ago. And he could even make himself believe it was the same thing happening.

One more final thrust and your bodies tensed at the same time as the pleasure washed over you along with a long, passion-filled moan. When only a hot a hot, almost burning, but satisfied feeling stayed in your lower stomach, you panted under him, trying to catch your breath and even your arms slowly slid off of his shoulders onto the cold bedsheets, but he still decided to hold you tightly even after it was now over. He carefully lay his head on your chest and listened to your rapid heartbeat before you felt him slipping out of you
really slowly. He rested on you a bit longer and you looked at him after you could finally breathe normally. He seemed so peaceful, you have never really seen him like this. He was usually calm all the time but what you saw on him was now pure happiness and satisfaction. You lifted your hand up and stroked his cheek gently and pressed a soft kiss on the top of his head.

"I love you..." You heard him whisper. "I..." You didn't know what to say first. You held him a bit tighter and continued stroking his hair. "I know. I love you too." You answered, followed by a soft, barely audible sigh.

"But it's not me you love, but mom."

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"W-we shouldn't do this..." Your voice shook and your body slightly trembled. Kiku was holding your hand tightly at his lips and planted a long kiss onto your shivering fingers. "Please don't worry anymore. It's all right." He whispered as he was leaning more above you, getting closer to your face. He carefully placed your hand onto his chest so you could feel his heart beating so strong.

You shut your eyes tightly closed but didn't resist, you could feel every single beat under your palm. It felt strange. He slowly leaned closer to your face and kissed your nose and cheek, never letting go of your hand.

"It only beats for you, nobody else. You are the only one left for me, how could I feel anything different?" You let out a sound that was like a sob and turned your head to the side, wanting to hide your face in the pillow. Oh, how much you hated to know that.

Since you were a small child, you have only lived with him. He was never with a woman, he sacrificed everything for you to become your loving father. He was your father - or that was what you thought. After many years when you finally grew up, he started acting weird and in the end, the curiousity was simply too strong and you just had to ask. You had no idea how much you would regret that decision later.

He told you that once he met a wonderful woman, whose only company was her child under her heart, she had nobody to lean on and she was very lonely and sad. That woman was your mother. He promised her to take care of her by all means and since then they thought they could have a happy life together. And soon the day arrived when her baby daughter came to this world... demanding another life to leave it. And all that was left behind for Kiku was you alone.

He couldn't stay with the woman he loved so much so he loved her daughter just as much as her. He raised you with all his love and when you grew up, it scared him how the girl looked exactly like her mother and not even her behavior was different. He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help falling in love with her.

And now there you were, shivering under him on the bed in the dim lit room, feeling his heartbeat while he was almost desperately begging you to become his. You slowly looked up at him and he slowly wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. You hesitantly lay your hands on his back and sighed again.

"Daddy..." It was tearing your heart apart. Everything felt different after he told you his story. You wanted to make him happy but you knew this wasn't right. You couldn't believe actually happened. But the dream seemed not to end so you had to face the reality again. Though you had to admit, nobody was more important to you than him. He was the one always you. Your mind screamed not to do this but your feelings were stronger. "I love you." You whispered just a moment before having his lips gently pressing against yours. You held him tighter and he ran his fingers slowly through your hair. "I love you too." He
answered just as quietly before giving you another kiss.

You had to admit, it felt so nice. You kissed back shyly first, but slowly braver as the kiss became more and more passionate. You only returned to reality slightly when you felt his warm hand slowly sneaking under your nightgown, making you tense up and gasp softly. "Shh..." You heard him trying to reassure you and you just clung to him tighter. "This has to go, you know."

He spoke softly. You groaned a bit but still, as he continued to remove your clothes, even though you kept repeating "No" you never really resisted him. You lay there without your clothes, your eyes closed, slightly panting and waiting for his next move. He soon snuggled to you again and you could feel his warm skin on your body. You quickly wrapped your arms around him and held him tightly to be able to feel his warmth longer. He gently caressed your side and your thigh and soon you felt soft kisses on your neck and shoulder.

Meanwhile you shyly stroked his back and when he lifted his head up just a bit, you immediately took the chance to pull him in a long, sweet kiss, his tongue gently sliding through your lips to stroke yours and earning a long, relaxed sigh.

He pulled away again, stroked along your arm to hold your hand, but before he could tighten the hold, you laced your fingers with his. You couldn't see because you closed your eyes again because of your nervousness, but he smiled gently at you before he started kissing your body, his kisses slowly trailing down between your breasts to your stomach, while you occasionally tensed up by the pleasure, letting out soft sighs at the same time.

He kissed until your lower stomach, which made you shiver a bit again. His actions started to feel really exciting. You couldn't even deny it, you felt the heat inside you. He slowly let go of your hand and strokes both your sides and he shifted closer to he could get near your chest. You looked at him biting your lip, not really sure what to do. He looked at you reassuringly and in the next moment you felt his hot breath over your nipple, making you gasp softly.

You kept moaning softly as his hot tongue moved on your breast and you wrapped your arms around his neck to keep him close. He would have continued pleasing you like that if your sudden soft whimpering didn't interrupt him along a tight hold when his fingers gently brushed against your intimate area. Trying to make you calm, he carefully lay his hand down and continued kissing you instead, your cheeks, your jaw, your lips while you struggled to hold your tears of slight fear and embarassment. You felt so weak and suddenly scared. You were not afraid of him but the things that were about to happen to you. But you told yourself to be brave, for some reason.

He slowly stroked your hair when you soon felt less tense, his hand at your private part began slowly moving, fingers trying to explore every single detail of you, only making you softly whimper first, then you found yourself quietly moaning again after a minute when he found the right spot to touch to make you aroused.

More minutes passed and you kept lovingly please each other. Gentle strokes all over your bodies, hundreds of kisses and burning touches. You forgot everything, all you could think of was now him and only him, wanting to feelhim closer, more, holding him tightly to yourself. Your dripping core now ached for his touch, you have never wanted anything so much before. You needed him.

You were slightly panting and watched him pull your legs around his waist, though your vision was somewhat blurry. You gripped the sheets next to your body and waited a little impatiently, but still nervously. You closed your eyes and tried to relax since you knew what you were going to feel. You arched your back and dug your nails into the sheets while letting out a long hiss, your best not to scream. He held your hips and stopped moving and
watched your painful expression, which was tearing his heart apart. You didn't want to cry, you didn't want to seem weak but it was something you couldn't help. Tears soaked the pillow under your head while he was gently stroking your cheek.

"It's going to be alright." He whispered before he pushed himself deeper, making you wince and whimper again. Hating to see you in so much pain, he wanted to end your suffering as soon as he could. His heart sank in your tears and he shivered at the sound of your scream as he pushed himself all the way into your hot core. You sobbed quietly after that and he slowly leaned over you and slowly wrapped you in his arms. You clung to him like a child and nuzzled his neck, hoping this hug would make the pain go away. He then slowly began to move. You kept clenching your teeth, biting your lip and gasping, the pain numbed but it was still very far from being comfortable.

He started to stroke you everywhere again and he kissed your body where he could reach, almost making you forget what hurt so much. You moaned softly, not even knowing what it was caused by and you slowly trailed your hand up to his head and you weakly ran your fingers through his hair, and since it somehow gave you some kind of comfort, you continued patting his head and stroking his soft hair.

You felt him kissing your neck and you just clutched him even more to yourself, but your tense body slowly sank into the pleasure he made you feel and you gripped his shoulder almost desparately, feeling as if you would die if you suddenly didn't feel him anymore. Your body was hot and you panted and gasped but you still craved to feel his warmth and the touch of his lips.

You moaned into the kiss as your tongues danced together and your body grew tenser by itself as the minutes passed. The gentle thrusts were now replaced with fast and rough moves, making you let out short, high pitched whimpers, demanding more and more of him.

He knew how you were feeling, he knew what these expressions meant too well. He knew what could possibly make you feel great and somehow everything he did worked. You were way too similar... He wanted to feel again what he felt such a long time ago. He craved to hear the same sounds, same voice, wanted to feel the same sensations, he wanted everything to be like long ago. And he could even make himself believe it was the same thing happening.

One more final thrust and your bodies tensed at the same time as the pleasure washed over you along with a long, passion-filled moan. When only a hot a hot, almost burning, but satisfied feeling stayed in your lower stomach, you panted under him, trying to catch your breath and even your arms slowly slid off of his shoulders onto the cold bedsheets, but he still decided to hold you tightly even after it was now over. He carefully lay his head on your chest and listened to your rapid heartbeat before you felt him slipping out of you
really slowly. He rested on you a bit longer and you looked at him after you could finally breathe normally. He seemed so peaceful, you have never really seen him like this. He was usually calm all the time but what you saw on him was now pure happiness and satisfaction. You lifted your hand up and stroked his cheek gently and pressed a soft kiss on the top of his head.

"I love you..." You heard him whisper. "I..." You didn't know what to say first. You held him a bit tighter and continued stroking his hair. "I know. I love you too." You answered, followed by a soft, barely audible sigh.

"But it's not me you love, but mom."