Sweetheart
Charlie Swan x f!reader
Summary- angry at Bella for abandoning you to “hang out “ with Edward, you come to confront her at the Swan residence . Only to find another Swan wants your attention..
Warnings - age gap ( Charlie is 42 , y/n is 22 ) ,takes place during breaking dawn , comfort, smut , reader seduces charlie , pet name “sweetheart “ and “ baby “, dry humping , in general… ima freak
a/n - had to change a few details to make y/n make sense in this story / twilight universe so bear with me.. also sorry for the bad grammar !!
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Knock! knock! You pound your fists on the door of the swan house, hoping to get anything close to an answer.
Just earlier today, you were back at your parents house, telling them how college has been, how you couldn’t wait to reunite with your old friends— that was until you found out what a backstabber Bella Swan had become.
“Once we graduated we didn’t really hear a lot from her , always with Edward, she never left his side”, you recall Angela saying.
It pissed you off more than anyone, knowing how Bella would always joke about going back to her childhood friend Jacob, but never did.
Now you to know more than anything, why she left you for that blood sucker of a person.
You had been knocking for a while, and still no one had came to answer the door. It was late at night, but maybe Bella was staying up with that pale face of a boyfriend.
Just as the bite of the cold air became to much for you, and you began to walk back to your car— the screen door creaked open.
“Y/n ?! “, Mr. Swan called out , “ What are you doing here?”
Surprised he still remembered you, you walked back to the steps of the old white house— tucking a loose hair behind your ear to seem more presentable for someone standing out there in your nighties.
“Where’s Bella ?”, you asked, sniffling from the midnight Forks air .
leaning against the doorframe in an Forks fishing club t-shirt and plain pj pants, he look down at you , “ She’s with Edward at their house— where you not invited to the wedding?”
He questioned like he knew you were going to say no, but didn’t wanna make it obvious he knew the answer. no .
“So she’s married now?”, you sigh.
“Yeah”, he chuckled , “ Shot gun wedding, but with the Cullen and their… wealth, it seemed like the most expensive wedding I’ve been to “
You knew it was wrong , and a terrible thing to do for revenge— but you couldn’t help but see this as an opportunity.
“Mr. Swan”, your voice lowered to a soft , innocent sounding whisper , “ I don’t want to be a bother but it’s freezing out here— may I come in ?”
He hesitated, looking around before locking he’s eyes back on you. All you had over your little gown was a coat— you were practically shivering.
“Uh-yeah sure”, he said, opening the door for you , “ And hey , you don’t have to call me ‘ Mr. Swan’ , where all adults here. Charlie is fine “
“Sure”, you grinned as you stepped into the dark living room , “ Thanks Charlie“
Once you were both inside, Charlie turned on a lamp, and you sat on the big grey couch , ignoring the trash that seemed crammed between the couch cushions .
“So y/n”, he asked, sitting down by you , “ Why did you need to talk to Bella?”
Turning towards him, you folding your legs under you, leaving your thigh a little exposed from the pulled fabric,” I just wanna reconnect with her, you know, we used to be best friends but I guess the only person in her life is Edward “
Listening, Charlie leaned back, his legs manspreading across the sofa— his knee softly brushed against you .
“I get what your saying “, Charlie replied, taking a swig from a random beer bottle on the coffee table, “ Even after the wedding, I’m still hesitant about them two. I don’t understand why they wanted to get married so quick”
“How old were you—“, you quickly changed the subject, remembering your plan, “ When you married Ms. Swan?”
He gulped at the sentence, like just the thought of it made him choke , “ Me and her where young in our 20s — but we had been dating for years “
The look— the twinkle in his eyes suggested he wasn’t fully over Renée , or maybe he was just tired of being alone.
“I can’t wait till I get married “, you smile, your hand accidentally grazing Charlie’s shoulder as you stretched .
“Don’t bite the bullet too soon “, he chuckled, taking another swig , “ Get yourself a real man. One who can cook, has a job , one who can take care of a pretty girl like you”
“I don’t think I want a guy my age, most of the guys I know can’t cook to save their lives— maybe someone older , like you “, you tried to sound confused , uncertain.
“Don’t go flattering me y/n . You deserve someone way better than an old man like me “ , he seemed a little flustered over your compliment.
“Remember junior year prom “, you brought up an old memory, “ My date , Tyler Welch got sick so he couldn’t take me? You took me to prom and stayed there to make sure I had fun “
“Well I didn’t want one of Bella’s friends to not have a good time “, he rubbed the back of his neck.
“Is that the only reason? ‘Cause I remember you dancing with me… and I don’t think that was for Bella’s sake.”
Frustrated, he sat down his beer, “ Cmon , it wasn’t like that and you know it. Plus where decades apart- you can find a good guy your age “
Whispering, you responded, “Maybe I don’t want a guy my age, Charlie. Maybe I’ve been thinking about this for years. About you.”
Now he was really frustrated, “ Y/n , we can’t “, his voice was low and serious, “ fuck, im the same age as your dad— this is wrong ”
Without warning, you grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling you into his lap. As your lips pressed against his , his mustache grazing your top lip.
“Sweetheart”
Charlie’s hands roamed your waist, tugging at your blue nightgown , “ God, baby…” he muttered against your mouth, like the word slipped out without his permission. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
Your lips parted from his, just barely, your breath still mingling with his , “ I don’t want you in this old house alone Charlie “, you take your position as an opportunity to straddle him, gently dry humping the cloth of his pj pants, “ You need a woman to cook you meals, take care of you, and I volunteer “
“Y/n”, he moaned, quickly pulling down his pants to reveal his throbbing length, “ Your beautiful. You drive me crazy , but your too young—“
He gripped his hands to the couch for support.
“I don’t care what people would think “, you said , sliding off your underwear and throwing them to the side , “ No one has to know about this. Not even Bella “
As he settled between your legs, you pull at his hair, forcing him to look at what he was doing. The more he watched the wetter you got, to the point Charlie had to lap at your cunt like a dog just to keep your cum from getting on the furniture.
Pulling his head back, you began kissing his wet lips, falling back on top of him.
As he fucked you , hard. He wiped the sweat off your forehead, his other hand gripping your bare ass , “ That’s it baby, keep that pace for me “
He ran his hands up and down your back , “ Your doing so good sweetheart “
As you could sense he was gonna climax, you switched over to stroking his length, only for him to pull you back on him, “ Don’t fix what wasn’t broken “
His dad-like humor even when being fucked made you want to please him even more, so once he finally reached his high— you asked if he was up for another go .
“It’s alright, darling. We can leave it at that,” he said, voice low and steady. “Why don’t you go take a shower upstairs, then hop into my bed? I don’t want a pretty face like yours driving home in the middle of the night.”
