Seducing Her Father

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Part One

Ava had never been a dragoness to follow the rules. When her parents, when she'd been younger, had told her not to dye her scales, she had gone and done it anyway. It had ended up terrible, of course, as was the way, but she had done it anyway and her scales had been a muddy off-blue colour for weeks on end. Luckily, she didn't have hair to repeat the mistake with, a line of spines running down her spine, though they could be flattened, which at least made choosing clothes easier.

But a young adult dragoness, twenty and finding her way in university while living at home, didn't always do the sensible thing, not learning from a mistake made years ago. It was one little thing and Ava was a dragoness who believed, quite firmly, that experience made it so she would make mistakes. She did not fear failure as much as not doing something, chasing after her desires with a passion that often reminded her father of her mother.

Her mother, however, had left when she was a teenager, Ava sometimes visiting. With the distance between them, a wound had been opened, though Ava clenched her jaw whenever the thought crossed her mind and turned away from it. She didn't have to visit her mother anymore and, like everything else in life, she took what she wanted between both jaws.

And that someone, at that time, was her father.

It should never have been her father, though she paused in his study where he sat before his desk, the laptop perched on top of it, grunting softly.

"Ava... What are you doing here?"

She fluttered her eyelashes at him, dressed in a silk robe that was loosely tied at the front. It was not unusual attire for her while at home, though her hemlines had grown shorter and shorter, creeping higher up her thighs, dangerously close to her crotch. If her father had noticed, he had not said anything, though she knew she was getting to him. She could smell it, however subtle it was, his body trying to send out the signals it needed to, all to show her that he was as ready to mate as she was.

As evolved as dragons grew as anthro beings, it was not always so easy for them to hide what had come forth from instinct and many years of instinct laid down thick, a foundation for all they were.

Her father was tall, strong, broad-chested. Even though he had had too much work on (that was what he was doing in the study at nine on a Friday night) to go to the gym, he had still mostly maintained his physique, even if he had grown softer around the belly. That could not be helped and her heart pulled with adoration for him, all that he had done for her, her whole family.

Maybe she could have found herself a family drake if she had looked for one, but her mind was already made up as she lingered there, eyes smouldering. Ava's tail swept back and forth, stirring up the hem of her silk robe, the light highlighting the lines of it, just how the fabric fell.

He grunted, shaking his head, sitting back a little and tilting the screen of the laptop down, although it remained on.

"Are you okay, Ava?"

Oh, he was so sweet to be concerned about her. But he always was and it was about time that her father had himself be taken care of, to be treated as well as he treated everyone around him. His bronze scales glinted softly in the low light, only a couple of lamps on, the mood of the room quieter and sleepier than would have really been appropriate for work, even late in the evening.

"I'm fine, daddy," she purred, though she had not honestly called him that since she had been much younger. "I just wanted to show you a little...how much I _appreciate_you..."

His brow furrowed in confusion, the ridges above his eyes large and broody, his horns twisted back, though hers matched his perfectly, even if hers were a little smaller. She liked showing that side of herself, how she was so similar to her father, even as she sashayed up to him, her heart in her mouth, breath catching in her throat.

It was time.

"I think you've been doing too much for me, daddy, for everyone else too..." She murmured, swinging her hips so that the robe loosened a little more, falling open in a V-shape between her breasts. "It's time I did something for you. Why don't you sit back and relax...enjoy..."

His lips parted, but she was quicker, sealing away his words with his kiss. Ava had to lunge at him to close the distance quickly enough, climbing up and into his lap, her tail curling around his leg to anchor herself in place, but she got it done. His lips were warm and hot, everything that she could have ever wanted and more, parting in surprise as she kissed him deeply, passionately, her stomach lurching.

Oh, it was better than she could have imagined, panting into his mouth, sharing breath, her tongue plundering and invading his muzzle. It was not something that her father had explicitly consented too, though the younger dragoness more than rested assured that he would have pushed her off, done something to stop her. He was her father, after all, and he loved her, though that did not mean that he would let Ava get her own way when it was something really wrong.

But he did not shove her away, a low, needy groan rising from him, flowing into her mouth as his tongue tangled back around hers. It was a messy kiss, but it was a passionate kiss, one that had their stomachs churning, guts aching, the desire that was within them swelling like the pull of the rising tide.

Ava moaned into the kiss, her hands on her father's face without honestly knowing how they got there, sliding around to the back of his neck, stroking down. Oh, it felt so good to finally have him in her arms the way she had wanted, the solid body of a drake, though she could not honestly say that she had found another dragon that she had wanted to please in that way. Truthfully, she was a virgin, though her father was not to know that.

If she could convince him to deflower her...that would be all that her kinky, passionate, seductive little heart could desire.

He broke the kiss with a pant, nostrils flaring as he sucked in breath through his nostrils and his mouth simultaneously, his pupils dilated in lust, his daughter hanging off his neck.

"Oh, Ava... You have been teasing me for too long, haven't you?"

She could have melted into that rumbly little groan, his orange eyes locking onto hers as her heart did somersaults. That was not something that she had expected, though she welcomed it all the same, pressing in closer to him with a purring, nuzzling and kissing down the line of his jaw. Her kisses and laps of her narrow, flexible tongue traced a path down his throat, into the soft point of his clavicle.

"Yes, daddy," she purred, the tip of her tail curling back and forth. "But I had to be sure that you wanted it too. You know I wouldn't, if you didn't."

That was his chance to back out, yet the dragons moved together as he grasped her thighs and dragged her in closer, hands roaming her body, squeezing her arse with a moan, sliding passionately up to her lower back as if they belonged there. Under the robe, she wasn't wearing anything at all and his fingers dug into her bare scales and flesh, need coursing through them. She could hardly believe that everything had come through in such a way that she had him where she wanted him so swiftly, casting her robe back off her shoulders so the bare glory of her pink-scaled body was revealed in its entirety.

Her father groaned, sliding his fingers between her thighs, just brushing her pussy - and then she was gone, seeking out a greater prize. His scent had grown stronger, so much stronger, and she hungered for it more than ever, falling prey to feral instincts that begged her to seek it out, the rising, throbbing bulge at his crotch.

"Daddy..." She breathed, thumbing the huge swelling there with obvious need. "You need to take better care of yourself... Let me..."

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