#stepdad!coriolanus

TW: Smut! Dark!Coriolanus, StepDaddy!Coriolanus,Daddy Kink, Stepdaughter!Reader

Again, this is just fiction and I do not tolerate this behaviour in real life.

Short Summary:

When Seraphina's mom tells her they are going to move in with her new fiance, her world turns upside down. The fiance isn't just any man, it's Head Gamemaker Coriolanus Snow. Yes, you read that right. Coriolanus Snow is going to be her new stepfather.

And Coriolanus takes this job very seriously, he really wants to be the best daddy to his sweet girl.

The Story:

The hangover is worse than Seraphina had expected. Her mouth tastes like ash, dry and bitter, and her throat feels raw as if she’d swallowed sandpaper. Every movement sends a wave of dizziness crashing over her, forcing her to close her eyes again.

At first, she didn't remember much about last night. Some vague memories of Astrape’s party, shots and looking at the stars appear in her mind.

But when she hears someone moving beside her, it all comes crashing into her.

Vivienne officially left after she lied to take Seraphina to the party to get out of the house, then Coriolanus showed up at the party and they went home.

She showered, even made herself cum on her fingers while she thought about her stepdad, before falling asleep in his arms.

“Good morning, sweet girl.”

Coriolanus groans, rubbing away the sleep from his eyes. Slowly, she forces herself to sit up, her body protesting with every inch. The covers fall off her body, leaving her bare chest visible.

When she notices, she quickly clutches the covers to her chest.

“Good morning.”

She yawns, pushing the hair off her shoulder to her back. Seraphina wonders where her mother is, since she’s not sleeping in his bed. Now that she comes to think of it, she doesn’t even know if Coriolanus and her mother share a bedroom.

She has never seen them retreat together.

Her head turns dizzy again and she lets herself fall back on the mattress, closing her eyes to block out the sunlight that is shining through the curtains.

Coriolanus chuckles at the sight of his stepdaughter regretting all the drinks she took last night and he leans forward to press a kiss to the side of her head.

“Was it worth it?”

He asks her, gently pulling the covers covering her chest down. Her breasts appear in sight and he places a hand on top of them.

Seraphina giggles and shakes her head, taking a hold of his upper arm. 

“No, definitely not.”

Yesterday, she took those shots to forget about everything that happened with Vivienne and her stepdad, her fucked up life. It did work, but now the reality is even harder to face.

Seraphina is torn, she wants to be with her sister but Coriolanus is making it so hard to hate him when everything he does makes her knees grow weak and her pussy wet.

“I don’t like you drunk at a party without me.”

Coriolanus admits, softly kneading her breast with his hand. Normally he doesn’t like sexual activities in the morning, but for Seraphina he could make an exception.

“Why?”

Seraphina asks him, feeling her heart beating faster in her chest by his movements. When she takes a look at his alarm clock, it reads 09.07, pretty early if you consider she went to bed pretty late.

“I don’t like people looking at what’s mine.”

He answers, suddenly grabbing the sides of her waist, pulling her on top of him. She gasps and lets herself fall on her chest and pulls the covers on top of them to cover herself up.

She can’t believe she actually slept next to him naked.

“What’s mine? I didn’t know I was yours.”

Seraphina teases, tracing lines on his bare chest. She takes a look around the room but doesn’t see her clothes laying around anywhere. Maybe her dress and panties are still laying in the bathroom because she showered?

“Oh babygirl, you were mine the first time you wrapped those lips around my cock.”

Coriolanus replies, his cock twitching when he remembers her warm mouth pleasing him. The moment keeps replaying in his head when he’s bored or when her mother is bothering him with talking about her ‘so busy’ day full of spending his money and living in his home. 

If only she knew what he was doing to her daughter and how well Seraphina took it like a little slut.

His stepdaughter blushes at his words and hides her face in his chest, leaving a perfect opportunity to set a mark on her neck. Coriolanus starts sucking her sensitive skin and she gasps at the contact of his lips.

Even though their mother is going to be back in the house today and will probably get a perfect view of the hickey on Seraphina’s neck, neither of them stops. 

But they don’t keep going for the same reasons. Seraphina doesn’t even think about the consequences of him sucking her neck, who cares if he leaves a little hickey?

Coriolanus on the other hand, knows all too well what he is doing to her. 

What is her mother going to do about it? Leave him? There’s no way, she has got no place to go. Maybe she would spread the word around the Capitol what Coriolanus is doing with her daughter, but no one would step in. Coriolanus Snow has got everyone in his palm.

Her mother would be called crazy and would be forced to live a lonely life in the suburbs of the Capitol, while Coriolanus gets to feast on her daughter’s cunt here in the penthouse with no one bothering the two of them.

Yeah, maybe it’s for the better that her mother sees it. 

Coriolanus’ lips leave her skin and a perfect purple hickey appears on her skin. He grins and wipes his finger across it, admiring the artwork he worked on. 

Perfect. Beautiful. His.

“You know, it’s still early. Daddy wants to have a little fun with his baby before he has a business meeting.”

Coriolanus whispers in her ear, his hands kneading her butt. He kisses her, he groans in her mouth when she pulls at his curls to bring him closer.

He feels her hands stroking his bulge over his boxers while she starts to guide his hands down to her bare pussy.

“Always so needy for me. Isn’t that right? Always so needy for daddy.” 

He grunts, feeling his cock being freed from his boxers. Seraphina softly strokes his length while she puts his hand on top of her pussy, basically begging for him to play with her.

“Yes…please.”

She breathes heavily, her hips bucking up when she feels a finger being dragged along her  folds. While he pumps a finger in her cunt like he’s obsessed with it, she strokes his cock like a whore.

“Fuck..daddy.”

Seraphina moans when he adds a third finger already, not giving her much time to adjust to the stretch. Coriolanus always looks forward to how loud she will be when his cock is inside of her that is much larger than just three fingers.

If she’s as vocal as now, she will be screaming in pleasure.

Coriolanus peppers kisses on the jawline while he presses one hand down on her throat. Not as rough and tight as he’s used to doing with women who are there to please him, but just to show her who’s in control.

They are both getting close to their orgasm, Seraphina’s eye rolling back in pleasure and Coriolanus his breaths becoming more irregular by the second.

Just as he’s about to beg for her to take his cock in her mouth to swallow his cum like a good girl, the doorbell rings.

He grunts in displeasure, knowing he needs to answer the door and can’t cum in Seraphina’s mouth. Seraphina quickly rolls to the other side of the bed, knowing her stepdad has to get up to greet the person at the door.

“It’s probably your mother.”

Coriolanus sighs, pulling his boxers back over his hips, tucking his cock back in. Couldn’t her mother just arrive a few minutes later? Was the hotel she stayed in not good enough? 

“Oh.”

She replies softly, leaning over the side of the bed to take a look in the bathroom. Her light pink pastel dress is on the floor, a reminder of what happened last night.

“You should get dressed if you don’t want her to see you naked in my bedroom.”

Coriolanus advises her, grabbing his trousers from the floor. She agrees and makes her way out of the bed, squeaking when she feels a slap being delivered to her bare ass.

When she steps inside the bathroom, she pulls on her dress as fast as possible. The doorbell rings for another time, the person at the door growing impatient.

“Coming!”

Coriolanus yells in annoyance, even though the person at the door won’t hear him at all. Since when did that bitch grow so impatient? How dare after she just spend his money last night?

He buckles his belt and tucks in his dress shirt, before walking to the bathroom where Seraphina is washing her face with water. Coriolanus places his hands on her waist, standing behind her.

Grinding his bulge over her ass, he places a soft kiss on her cheek, spotting the hickey he left on her neck.

“Go to your room, baby. I have a business meeting to attend, so I will see you later.”

Coriolanus says, almost throwing the soap bottle on the floor when the doorbell rings for the third time out of anger. This needs to stop.

One last kiss before takes her hand to guide her out of the room, pacing through the hallways to get to the front door. Seraphina slips in her room when they reach it, leaving Coriolanus to deal with her mother at the front door.

**

Coriolanus left around lunch to attend some meetings, leaving Seraphina and her mother alone in the penthouse. Seraphina didn’t leave her room, spending the time in her bed still being hungover, reading a book. Her moving boxes are completely unpacked, her room full of her stuff.

Still, it doesn’t feel like her bedroom like it used to do.

When she passes Vivienne’s bedroom to go get a snack from the kitchen, her stomach turns in guilt. Seraphina feels like she didn’t fight enough for Vivienne, that she let her sister walk away too easily, too soon.

She’s pretty sure Benjamin and Vivienne have gone to their hiding spot and she still wonders where they could be. Did Benjamin's parents help them? How else could they have found everything they needed to stay out of Coriolanus' hands? 

When she passes the living room, her heart breaks into pieces when she sees her mother on the floor, clutching something in her hand, bawling her eyes out.

Her sobs fill the air in the room and she hears her mother whispering:

“No..no…no..no..no.”

Seraphina realizes she’s not the only one who lost Vivienne, her mother lost her daughter. Of 

Of course, they didn’t share the most amazing bond and they fought a lot, but it’s still her daughter. Seraphina feels even more bad now about the fact she never told her mother about Vivienne’s plan to run away. Maybe all of this could’ve been avoided.

Seraphina has barely seen her mother cry in her life. The first time she can remember was when Seraphina got lost in the Capitol Zoo and they reunited after two hours of searching for each other.

The last time she saw her mother cry was at her father’s funeral when they were lowering the coffin in the ground.

Apart from that, her mother maybe cried three or four times in nineteen years. At least, in front of Seraphina’s eyes.

Hot tears fall onto the carpet and Seraphina debates if she should go to her mother to comfort her or let her grieve Vivienne’s disappearance by herself. 

She doesn’t have to decide for herself, because her mother looks up to see Seraphina standing in the doorway of the living room. Her mascara is ruined and her lipstick is smudged, she must have been crying for a while now. 

“Seraphina.”

Her mother cries, not even wiping away her tears to hide the fact she’s crying. Seraphina slowly walks over to her mother on the floor, her feet cold against the marble floor, her snack long forgotten about.

“Mom.”

Seraphina whispers before sitting down on the ground next to her, the soft carpet touching her bare legs. She tries to see what her mother is clutching in her hands but fails, it remains a mystery.

“I can’t believe it.”

Mother shakes her head, probably thinking about how Vivienne could leave her behind without saying a single word. Seraphina decides to keep quiet, not mentioning how her mother always fought about Benjamin which is one of the reasons Vivienne felt the need to leave. 

“I can’t believe it.”

Her mother repeats, more tears escaping from her eyes. Seraphina reaches out tentatively, gently resting her hand over her mother’s trembling fingers, eager to see what she's holding on to. 

She sees a small glimpse of a piece of fabric, could it be a shirt of Vivienne she left behind that still has her scent on it? 

Seraphina doesn’t know what to say, she simply squeezes her mother’s hand, offering what little comfort she can. Her mother pushes Seraphina’s hand off, looking even more hurt by her trying to comfort her.

Her daughter frowns, she just wanted to help her find some comfort.

“Is he fucking you?”

Her mother hisses, looking at Seraphina with hurt in her eyes. Seraphina feels like her entire world just stopped spinning.

No way. No. No. No. No. No. This can’t be happening!

Her mother couldn’t have found out Seraphina and Coriolanus are fucking around, that just isn’t possible! But yes, it is possible! Because her mom just accused her of that and there’s no way she could have made that up. 

Seraphina swallows the lump in her throat, trying to act as normal as possible. Maybe if she plays this right, things could go back to normal.

“What?”

Seraphina frowns, looking at her mother like she just said the weirdest thing on earth.

It would be the strangest thing to ask if she wasn’t actually swallowing his cum and was eager for him to lick her juices.

Her mother reveals the item that she was holding in her hands, showing Seraphina the panties she wore last night stained with cum. Wait, how did it get there?

As far as Seraphina can remember, they didn’t do anything sexual last night after she came back from the shower, when did he spill his cum in her panties? Or more importantly, how did her mother find out?

And maybe the most important questions in the entire universe, what is Seraphina going to do now?

Seraphina studies the panties, eyes wide from shock. Her mother continues to sob, dropping the stained panties on the carpet before shaking her head in disbelief, making her daughter feel horrible.

Her mother should have never found out what they are doing, how could she ever look her mother in the eye again? Her life is now completely ruined, it feels like she didn’t only lose her sister, but also her mom.

“Mom..”

Seraphina starts, her voice broken and shaky, she’s definitely not ready for this conversation.

Her mother lifts her hand up to stop her from talking, suddenly screaming loudly while she grabs a candle from a table and throws it across the room, the glass splattering against the wall. 

She grabs multiple magazines that are laying on the couch and starts to tear them apart, hoping to release some of her anger towards the man that was supposed to protect her daughters, not to fuck them.

“Answer me! Is he fucking you?!”

Mother screams at her, placing her hands on Seraphina’s shoulder to try and shake some sense in her. Seraphina doesn’t know what to answer. They basically have not fucked each other yet, but they did have oral sex.

So yes? Not exactly? No? Partly? 

“Yes.”

Seraphina admits, knowing that if their moment this morning wasn’t interrupted by her mother, they would have had sex. Her mother cries out in pain when she hears her response, letting her hands drop off Seraphina's shoulder, dropping her head on the floor.

“Why? Why? Why?”

Her mother asks no one in particular, maybe to the universe. For her, it must seem like a sick joke someone has played on her. She didn’t only lose Vivienne, she also lost a part of Seraphina.

“Mom, I’m sorry.”

Tears start streaming down her face as well, seeing her mother like a total mess on the floor. Her mother crawls off the floor, walking towards the spot where she just threw the panties.

Seraphina flinches when she sees his cum again, suddenly growing angry at him. 

She’s not mad that he stole her panties and spilled his seed on there, but at the fact that she should’ve hid it better. Her mother found them way too easily, because they are the panties of last night, mother only needed two hours to find the evidence.

“I’m sorry.”

Seraphina repeats, desperately hoping that Coriolanus gets home soon so she doesn’t have to have this conversation with her mother alone. Unfortunately, Coriolanus is nowhere to be seen now and Seraphina is all alone in the fight.

“You’re a fucking whore, Seraphina! How could you!”

Her mother shrieks, pacing towards her daughter who is still sitting on the floor. She takes a hold of her upper-arms and hardly pulls her up so she’s standing on her feet.

Her mother brings a hand down her face, her skin stinging when it processes the slap.

“Sorry.”

Seraphina cries out when her mother slaps the side of her face again, this time with even more force. She wishes she could go back in time so that she could change anything.

She would fight harder to make Vivienne stay, she would basically beg on her knees to not run away with Benjamin. If Vivienne insisted on leaving, Seraphina would tell her mother about Vivienne’s plan, maybe even Coriolanus. 

She would not give in to her own desire to mess around with her stepdad and would push him away when he tried to get into her panties.

Maybe Coriolanus would make her life a living hell when she rejected him, at least it’s better than what’s happening now.

But going back in time is impossible, so she’s stuck.

“Mom..”

Seraphina whines, urging for her mother to stop beating her. Her cheeks hurt and she’s sure her hand coming down her face will leave bruises.

“Don’t you dare say another word!”

Her mother yells at her, pushing Seraphina on the ground. She falls on the carpet with a loud thud and it makes her body hurt even more. Tears spill from Seraphina's eyes while she curls herself into a little ball, trying to make herself as small as possible.

Just as her mother is about to kick her, a large shadow appears in the doorway. 

“Stop.”

A low dark voice fills the room, which makes her mother stand still and Seraphina’s heart to fill with gratitude. Coriolanus is here.

Coriolanus glances around the room, seeing the mess her mother made. Candles broken on the floor, magazines torn apart and most importantly, Seraphina’s panties laying on the floor next to where she is curled up like a little kid. 

No words need to be spoken to let Coriolanus know her mother is aware of what’s going on between his ‘fiancé’ and her daughter.

“You pervert! You’re fucking my daughter!”

Her mother yells, striding towards him. Seraphina flinches at her words and he sees tears staining her cheeks, poor thing.

He reminds himself to apologize to her and take care of her after he has dealt with her mother.

“I trusted you! You told me you would do what’s best for them! You’re a psychopath!

She screams. Her mother raises her hand, but before she can strike his face, he takes grip of her arms. He twists her arm in an unnatural position, leaving her to cry out in pain.

“How dare you scream at me after everything I've done for you!”

Coriolanus fumes, still holding her arm in a painful twist. 

“I agreed to save your family, if I didn’t take you in my home you would end up like a whore to earn just enough money to take care of your daughters. If anything, I saved you from a disaster.”

He spits and feels saliva run down his cheek in an instant. 

Her mother grins when she sees her spit made it to his face and Seraphina wishes her mother hadn’t done that when notices what happened. She’s sure he won’t take this slightly and that her mother is in big trouble.

If there’s one thing you should know about Coriolanus, is that he is not to mess with when he’s already angry.

Coriolanus stands there like a statue made out of stone for a second, his blood running cold. Then, with no warning, he twists her arm so harshly everyone in the room can hear her bones crack.

Her mother screams in pain and falls to the ground, clutching her arm that he just broke. 

Seraphina shrinks when she sees her mother in agony on the floor, her bones broken by Coriolanus his strength. In a trice she wishes Coriolanus didn’t come home, he has only made it worse.

Her mother is not only mentally and physically hurt, Seraphina has seen a new side of Coriolanus she’s sure she will never forget.

She realizes Coriolanus Snow is a cruel man, no matter what he tells you.

“You’re lucky Seraphina is in the room, or else I would’ve killed you.”

He towers over her, his large frame could easily do what he just threatened her with, killing her. Seraphina’s eyes grow wide at the confession. Would he really have ended her life if she wasn’t laying right there?

“You wouldn’t.”

Her mother whispers, her voice still sounding steady for someone who just broke their arm and was threatened to be murdered. Coriolanus laughs humorlessly, crouching down on his knees, taking a hold of her arm again.

“Oh trust me, I would. Just like I broke your arm I would’ve killed you with no doubt.”

He tells her, dropping her arm back to the floor. Seraphina slowly sits up, her body aching from her mother pushing her down and her cheeks hurting from her slaps.

When she meets Coriolanus his eye, she quickly looks away, realizing he’s the devil.

Coriolanus stands back up, offering her mother one last look before he walks over to Seraphina. He wraps his arms around her trembling frame and tilts her up like she’s a little kid, not a woman with the age of nineteen.

Seraphina doesn’t say anything, knowing she doesn’t have a say in this.

“I advise you to keep quiet and not try to get involved in my business. Unless you never want to see your daughter again.”

He warns her, before walking out of the living room. Seraphina can hear one last cry coming out of her mother’s mouth before the doors fall shut and Coriolanus tilts her through the hallway in silence.

They reach his bedroom after some time and he lays her on the bed like she’s made out of porcelain. He strokes a finger down her cheek over the bruise that has started to form and a tear drops from Seraphina’s cheek, but not out of pain like he thinks it is.

Anger grows in his body when he thinks about how her mother hurted her.

He’s definitely not done with dealing with her.

“I’m sorry she hurt you.”

Coriolanus speaks, pulling her figure in his arms by grabbing her waist. Within seconds, he feels her body shaking and she’s crying. He lets her cry, not demanding her to stop but just being there next to her.

“She wasn’t supposed to find out.”

Seraphina sobs, pushing her head in his chest to hide her face like it would protect her from the truth. Coriolanus knows he should’ve hid her panties better, just placing them in his nightstand wasn’t his brightest idea. 

“I know.”

He admits, moving up to take a hold of the covers. He slides the covers over their bodies, their bodies touching even more. There’s not one guilty thought in his head, he broke her arm because that was needed.

He needed to put her in her place. 

“She hates me.”

Seraphina cries. 

She remembers how her mother used to tuck her into bed every night, reading countless bedtime stories because Seraphina insisted on it. Her mother would always help her get ready for school, braiding her hair and putting on her uniform. She comforted her when Seraphina had a fight with her friends or a boy broke her heart.

She realizes she took her mom for granted, she wasn’t as bad as Vivienne sometimes made her be. And now she feels like she lost her mom forever.

And it’s all because of him.

“I hate you.”

Seraphina admits silently, her voice muffled by his chest. At first she doesn’t know if Coriolanus hears it, but he does. He hears the three words coming out of her mouth but it doesn’t break his heart because he knows she doesn’t mean it.

Of course she’s angry at him, but she doesn’t hate him. She can’t hate him when he makes her feel so good and she’s his little slut.

“No you don’t. You love me.”

He tells her, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head, noticing how she leans in to his touch. See? She absolutely doesn’t hate him.