Pa Clark who uses your panties to jerk off and makes you watch GRAHHHH
This is screaming striking a bargain with Pa to get out of him touching you in the early months after he takes you. Heβs just been so handsy, so insistent about getting familiar with each other. Youβre being hypocritical, he says. Youβre begging him to stop taking care of you, to let you have some agency, but you wonβt even take responsibility for the raging boner you cause him. Frequently, he might add.
It comes to a head one night when heβs on his knees in front of you while you sit on the edge of the bed. The chill from the winter months has slowly seeped its way into the house, so Clark likes to put fuzzy socks on you before bed. Kissing your ankles wasnβt uncommon from him, but you felt the panic rise when he started to kiss up to your knees and approached your thigh.
βShh, itβll only take a few minutes,β He mumbled against you, stroking your thigh as pushed your nightie up. βJust a taste, honey. Thatβs all.β
You whined and tried to pull your legs out from his grasp, only to give him more leverage to pin you down with your legs spread. He grinned widely and stilled for a moment to take in the view under your dress up close. A low chuckle under his breath tickled you from how close his mouth was and you pushed your hands on his chest.
He looked up at you, rubbing circles into your thighs where his hands held you.
What could you bargain with him with? What could you offer that you were willing to give?
βWhat if I give you the panties instead? You said j-just a taste, right?β
A wet kiss was pressed over your clothed clit as you gasped and keened under him. He hummed and continued to mull over your offer.
βI wonβt sleep with any on either! You can keep them!β
Clark pulled his face up between your legs and nestled his pelvis there instead, letting his lips ghost yours.
βIs that right?β His voice was barely above a whisper. His fingers were heavy against your folds. A chaste kiss left your lips trembling. βDriving a hard bargain, little miss.β
You gave him a small kiss in return, a token for a deal well struck.
βBut I have some stipulations of my own.β
Dread pooled in your gut as you nodded slowly. You parted your mouth slightly when he kissed you again.
βIβm gonna be sleepinβ the same as you.β
You nodded again, relaxing in his touch. That was doable so long as he kept his hands to himself.
βAnd youβre going to stay and watch me use your little present. I might be so kind as to give βem back and let you wear them once Iβm through.β
