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notice things they don’t say out loud

how they look when they think no one’s paying attention

what makes them glow from the inside

what makes them cry

be there for them when no one else is 

how they try to make other people happy

“Drink up sweetie. Finish all your juice like a good girl then daddy will tuck you into bed and read you a story” she grinned and sucked hard on her sippy cup. Swallowing over and over. I watched her neck throb as she gulped it down. It made me smile with pride. She finished with a gasp and set the cup down hard. Then reached out with grabby hands to be picked up and carried to bed, already yawning.

I tuck in my little princess. Stroking her hair out of her face. She murmurs a good night and drifts off into a drug induced slumber. I keep petting her. Playing with her hair. Tracing the curves on her throat. As I peel back the covers to touch more of her soft skin and cotton dress. I feel my cock straining.

All too soon I’ve worked my fingers into her. She doesn’t even stir. Still to drugged to even dream. I kneel on the foot of the bed. She’s on her side knees tucked up near her chest. It takes me a moment to work my cock into her. She so small and tight it hurts in the best way. Our bodies create some natural lubrication and soon I’m fucking her fully. Slamming into her sleeping body with abandon.

When it’s over. And I can feel my hot load sitting deep inside her. I ease out and quickly replace her panties. Making sure they are nice and snug. I kiss her cheek and cover her back up. I wipe my cock on her favourite stuffy and tuck it under her arm. Then I get some very peaceful sleep.

In the morning I’m woken by my angel waking in carrying her stuffy and rubbing her crotch. “Daddy it hurts” she says with a cute pouty frown. “Let me take a look” she lifts up her desss and I pull and panties forward to reveal a sticky mess “oh dear kitten. Looks like you’ve made a mess of your panties. You must’ve been touching in your sleep. Remember the talk we had about it being dirty and no one should touch there even you? I’ll let you off this time but if it happens again you’ll be in trouble for being a dirty girl who touches herself.” She looks so scared. It’s hard not to laugh. I give her a hug and take her to get cleaned up and dressed.

Degradation without replaceability