Daddy's Little Lamb (Genny/Seteth from Fire Emblem)

A prominent fear that shrouded Seteth’s heart with dread was that his darling daughter would increasingly want to spend less time with him. He was especially scared of the notion that she'd consider him simply too detached from her generation. In other words… too old.

In Fodlan, all evidence was pointing towards that possibility becoming very real. Flayn much preferred spending time with the friends she had made rather than her father, and that contrast was especially notable since he had been the most prominent individual in her life for so long. On one hand, he was glad she had others she could socialize with, and they were all individuals he could trust… but he couldn't help but feel saddened by it all. His daughter had grown up.

Askr, miraculously, had changed everything… but in such a way that both benefited them immensely.

He was skeptical of this new realm and how safe it would be for Flayn, but a multitude of factors had convinced him it was a good place to be.

Flayn had made new friends, and one in particular had noticed Flayn's 'big brother' was feeling so down all the time, and insisted that he tag along with some of their adventures, much to the initial dismay of his ‘younger sister’.

However, Flayn actually warmed up to his more prominent presence, mainly because Seteth allowed Flayn and her new friend to do as they pleased. He couldn't exactly order her around, lest he appear as a controlling big brother, and cause damage to Flayn's friendship with her friends. He had learned his lesson in Fodlan… mostly. Some old habits couldn’t die so quickly, of course, but the level of concern and worry he showed at least didn't arouse any suspicions. He was just seen as a kind and caring big bro.

...which made him quite popular with the new friend Flayn had made.

Too popular.

Genny was the girl's name, and she was physically around the same age as Flayn. She was an orphan girl with no siblings, so he understood why she was so fascinated with him and his dynamic with his 'sister'.

It wasn't anything strange at first. She was equally friendly to the both of them, and Seteth was kind and considerate in return. He was actually glad for her presence, for through her efforts, Flayn was beginning to see he was truly trying to make an effort to be better. He would always be protective, but he was learning to mind his distance and respect her as an individual. He believed he was doing a good job at it too… he just prayed no boys started showing an interest in Flayn. He wasn’t sure how he’d handle that.

But there were always unexpected complications, though he wasn’t sure if that was an adequate word to refer to them by.

Genny had a love for picnics, and this adoration had passed onto Flayn. The cleric was insistent he always showed up for these events as well, and of course, he was happy to take part. Quality time with his daughter while eating good food? These would be times he would cherish for the remainder of his life.

In fact, they were currently in the middle of one of those picnics. The beauty of these regular occurrences was that Askr had a variety of places to visit, and they were always relaxing destinations. This time, they had chosen a hilly area overlooking a nearby beach, which obviously made the location a popular one for the two siblings. Flayn was especially happy to see the ocean again, so much so that after finishing her food, she quickly stood up and stated she was going to get a closer look at the waves.

Thus was by no means an issue, since the sea was close enough that he could keep an eye on her.

What was an issue was Genny.

He didn’t mind the girl liking him quite a bit, but there was a threshold he had to be mindful of…

…that was what he told himself a few weeks ago, anyway.

Recently, he had learned the true reason why the girl loved spending time with the two of them, and it was not a healthy one in his eyes. However, he had failed to do anything to solve this developing issue, simply because he lacked the willpower to do so.

This was once again demonstrated when Genny, deciding Flayn was far enough away, crawled on over to him.

"Hey," she whispered, though her tone was anything but timid. "I think she’s far enough away."

"Genny, we need to stop doing-" he started, as he always did, only to be cut off, like he always was. Her ambush was swift and effective. She knew exactly how to seal his voice, and that was by lunging at him and embracing him in the softest of kisses.

How many times had he rehearsed rejecting her? How many times had she swiftly cut him off when he attempted to actually do so? He had lost count of both.

Seteth tried to not kiss her back, but he couldn't resist. He just couldn't.

He had a weakness, and that weakness was her.

Likewise, her weakness was him.

Genny was young and curious, not too different from his daughter. Unlike Flayn (hopefully), however, the girl was eager to taste the forbidden fruit. He had succeeded in securing a better relationship with Flayn, but in doing so, found himself in quite the interesting relationship with Genny in return. Her determination was high, and her charm was too much for him.

Feeling her lips against his was nothing short of incredible. He adored how she felt-- how she tasted. Soft lips like these were something he once experienced prominently, but a significant amount of time had passed between the last kiss he gave his wife, and the first kiss he shared with Genny. He knew he was doomed upon feeling that amazing embrace once again. He had largely forgotten how it felt, and upon being reminded, he was hooked.

Did he feel guilty about it? Of course he did, and he sort of still did… but he had grown so very weak to her advances. With this decrease in restraint came many thoughts that suggested such a relationship wasn't so bad. He was enjoying it, and so was she, so why was he trying to resist so much?

It all started because Genny was a little touchy-feely. He foolishly figured it was no big deal; she had no family, and was likely deprived of cuddles, so it was reasonable she wanted them from another source, surely?

But then she crossed a threshold that set off alarm bells… and yet, he did nothing about it. During one moment where Flayn wasn't looking, she planted a cheeky kiss on his cheek, giggling at how baffled he was by it. He attempted to scold her for it, but he couldn't deny how wonderful it was to experience a pair of lips against his skin again. It made his attempted criticism shaky and lacking in volume, and Genny knew what this meant-- she had successfully charmed him.

Thus, she started being riskier. She kissed him on the cheek more frequently, doing so at more dangerous moments.

...and then came the kiss on the lips.

It was perhaps that moment that he realized she had him wrapped around her finger. Genny grew increasingly demanding soon after, taking advantage of the fact he just couldn't resist her! Those demands soon escalated into something far more greedy.

Seteth didn't know if he liked how much he was growing complacent with this. He was not doing what a father should do, but he couldn't exactly suggest to the cleric why their relationship was inappropriate without compromising their heritage.

His thoughts were startled when Genny intensified the current kiss, sliding her tongue against his lips and begging for entry. He miraculously managed to break free thanks to some fortunate reflex. It was a lucky move, for as soon as he did so, he noticed Flayn turn to face them and walk back.

"We need to stop doing that," he told her off hastily, but couldn't channel an authoritative tone. "No, stop doing all of this! What if Flayn catches us?"

Here he was, trying to protest… but it wouldn't work. It never did, and he always knew why.

"That's what makes it fun," she giggled, licking her lips clean of slobber. "Don't you agree? Isn't it hot? Knowing that you're fucking your daughter's friend without her knowledge?"

Seteth bit his lip. He both loved and hated how confident this girl was. Why did it have to be him that she lusted after? Excluding the reality of their actual age gap, he was still physically more than old enough to be her father.

...but goddess forgive him, she wasn't wrong with what she was saying.

They hadn't just kissed a little behind the scenes. They had done more than that. A lot more.

Genny was a curious creature, and that curiosity was difficult to satisfy.

He had taken her. She had seduced him, and all she needed to do was show off her body a little. She was someone typically covered up rather well, but her outfit could easily be lifted up, and she took full advantage of that.

Although her attire had suggested as such, there was something sublime about actually seeing that gorgeous fat ass in person.

He couldn’t mentally handle it. He had refrained from lust for so long. His cold attitude and character often helped in dealing with those very rare incidents where a student actually had a crush on him, so he never really had to worry about a student coming onto him.

But Genny had something they didn't. Confidence, and a lot of tenacity. She alone had reawakened a desire for intimacy, all by teasingly showing off her body bit by bit. She had shown off her chubby thighs, and flashed him her underwear more than once. Of course, she was more than happy to show off her jiggly butt, especially upon learning how much he adored it.

The sight of that ass jiggling endlessly as he pounded her was ingrained in his memory by this point.

He had fucked her.

So many times.

Goddess, save him from these thoughts! This was not the time to think about such things, especially as Flayn was returning. He was flustered beyond belief, and Genny’s giggling was not helping. The girl was very aware this was how he could get after a mere kiss.

This was her strategy. She'd get him a little worked up and bothered, enough that he simply wouldn't be able to stop thinking about her. Then, in the evening, he'd give into his lust and give her the rough fucking they both craved. She'd call him all sorts of sexy things like daddy and drive him absolutely insane, and-

"Brother?" Flayn called out to him, snapping him out of his thoughts. "You look a little under the weather. Is everything okay?"

Genny snickered.

"I-I'm fine," he answered swiftly. "A little bloated from the food, that's all."

She bought the excuse, thankfully, happily sitting down to resume eating more from their picnic basket. Genny started to eat as well, but her eyes rarely left his.

Despite everything, the remainder of the picnic went swimmingly, excluding how messed up his mind currently was.

…but he had to get used to it. It would be messed up for the remainder of the day anyway.

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Genny proved to be a mischievous monster, and the way she accomplished this was… by doing absolutely nothing.

Upon returning to the Order, he anticipated her to show her face in the evening. She liked teasing him and getting him worked up so he'd be feisty with her later, but that required her to actually show up!

In a way, it was a good thing, wasn't it? Being intimate with her wasn't right, and… and…

...he needed to stop lying to himself.

He liked it.

He liked hugging her.

He liked kissing her.

He liked fucking her.

He had really, really tried to convince himself that he didn't.

But naturally, he couldn't. Flayn's friend she may be… but she was just too beautiful… and alluring! He loved how she teased him, and Genny, being quite the intelligent girl, knew this as well.

The sun had already started to set by this point. Seteth had worked through quite a lot of paperwork, hoping it would distract him. Unfortunately, he did not find success, for the abundance of work ended up stressing him out quite a bit. Despite how fragile his mind was, he could at least go to bed knowing he had a somewhat fun day at the shore, and topped it off with some productivity.

He had pretty much concluded that Genny would break character and not show up, so just as he was coming to terms with that, she, of course, showed her face.

"Hiya," she chirped happily, as if she wasn't aware of what she had done. "Missed me?"

Seteth experienced a variety of emotions, and he wasn't sure which one to focus on.

But eventually, he realized the most prominent one was relief.

"Genny…" he murmured, not particularly sure what to say. Her presence was a soothing one.

"I wanted to visit earlier… but I was a little busy," she shared her excuse, but Seteth focused on how she bit her lip.

"I… see, and what do I owe the pleasure?" Seteth inquired. "Perhaps you need some assistance with something?"

Genny immediately smirked. She liked when he acted oblivious.

Seteth was feeling nervous, which was a little rare for this stage of their relationship.

He wasn’t sure why. Was it because she took so long to show up?

No… there was another reason.

Flayn often visited him around this hour. Amusingly, she only did so because Genny had helped patch up the cracks in their relationship. His daughter was more willing to see him, and knowing he was often busy with work, put in the effort to provide him with replenishments.

Did Genny know this?

He wouldn’t put it past her. She was a daredevil, always suggesting her devious acts were for the sake of experience, allowing her to write more advanced literature. He was a bit of a novelist himself, and hoped they could bond in a more appropriate way by sharing their stories… but upon learning what she frequently wrote, he decided against it. Genny’s stories were not so… family-friendly, to say the least.

She had called him out on his hypocrisy when he mentioned that, and rightfully so.

However, he didn’t want to aid her in her latest story. Doubtlessly its synopsis was akin to ‘A father has rough sex with his daughter’s friend, only to be caught in the act by his daughter! You won’t BELIEVE what happens next!’

“You look really stressed,” Genny noticed he was lost in thoughts. He hadn’t realized she had snuck up so closely to him! "Would you feel better if I sucked your big cock?"

There was once a time where she'd actually say such deprived things nervously.

But now that she knew the monstrous effect it had on him, she spoke with the utmost confidence.

His thoughts grew corrupted and unstable, and his body started to shake a little.

Genny refused to wait for an answer. She slipped underneath his desk, and got to work undoing his leggings before he could even process her movement. Although her expression was typically calm during these moments, the unparalleled level of lust and eagerness guiding her movements indicated how she was really feeling. She wasn’t so good at hiding her aroused state.

What she was good at was fishing out his cock and treating him to the most divine of handjobs. He was already hard-- her presence alone enough to turn him on at this point. Genny's hands were always silky smooth, and she knew how to give him just enough stimulation for it to be unbearably teasing. The best part was always how she'd gaze up at him with such a bizarre mix of love and lust in her eyes, and smile at him so warmly.

Genny started to giggle, and it was a sound he'd never grow tired of. However, it was short-lived, for as soon as he averted his eyes away, the cleric started to nibble across his shaft. The embrace started as small pecks and licks, quickly escalating in intensity. Before long, she was covering his cock entirely in her slobber.

Seteth wasn't sure what to focus on. On one hand, it was obviously heavenly… but on the other hand, he was frighteningly nervous. Since it was so late in the evening, his office space was shrouded in a fair bit of darkness… but if Flayn walked in, would it be enough to hide Genny? He could see a little better in the dark than others, so that would undoubtedly apply to Flayn, would it not? What to do…

"Mmm… your cock always tastes so good… daddy…"

Seteth shivered.

Genny’s voice was tainted with lust, yet he heard every word clearly. His cock wouldn't have throbbed so violently otherwise, prompting her to snicker so slyly.

It was this encouraging reaction that prompted her to swiftly gobble up his member in one swoop, almost taking the entirety of it into her mouth.

Her cocksucking career had started with him, and with every blowjob, her experience and skill increased dramatically. It was a testament to how many she had given that she was more or less capable of deepthroating him by this point. She did so with so much joy behind her bobs, eager to pleasure him and satisfy her own desires.

Naturally, his hand drifted to her head, gently caressing it while he felt it move at a frantic speed. There was never a time where such unimaginable pleasure wasn't unneeded. His concerns regarding being caught started to fade as well, simply because the pleasure was that astonishingly good!

Goddess, he was addicted to the sounds she made. She was a noisy dicksucker, humming non-stop while she used that humid mouth of hers, and her sucks were equally as loud.

Eventually, his little daredevil decided to test her might, swallowing his entire shaft completely. She further tested her prowess by timing how long she could keep it wedged down her throat, and managed to keep it inside for a solid ten seconds before ejecting it in a messy storm of saliva.

"Mmm…" she hummed unstably, almost out of breath. She liked her lips in delight, slashing away the lines of saliva still connecting her to Seteth's cock. She had done a wonderful job; his dick was shimmering with her spit, and she helped herself to a few extra thirsty licks. This was a sight he would never grow tired of. "You taste so good… but…"

"...but…?" he still felt a bit apprehensive because of how risky this was. This had the side effect of giving the majority of the control over to Genny… but was that really so bad? He didn't mind letting her be cheeky, and whenever he wanted to exert a little influence…. well, it wasn't difficult.

"My pussy is thirsty too, daddy," she was blunt, speaking while she stood up. "Will you fuck it better for me?"

Naturally, Seteth wasn't given an opportunity to respond. There was no need anyway.

Genny started to strip, and she did it so much haste that it was like she knew they had limited time.

It wasn't too long before she was flashing him the ass he loved so much. She was only wearing a pair of cute, frilly, and pink underwear, but this was not something she usually wore. She was wearing it to tease him, as it covered up pretty much her entire butt, and she knew he wouldn't stand for that.

Indeed, Seteth thought the underwear was adorable, but what he liked most was sinking his fingers into her cheeks without any disturbance. Therefore, he quickly snatched the top and pulled it all down in an instance, exposing that delicious ass he had done many, many things to. When his fingers dug into it, she cooed in delight, and he made sure to spend some time jiggling and spanking it lightly.

There were many reasons why Genny adored Seteth, but one prominent reason was that he could be rough and caring with her. Whenever she wanted to be sexually pleasured, he could provide, and he could do the same whenever she simply desired cuddles.

It was partly why she called him daddy too. He was playing the role of a kind and considerate father… with a twist, of course. It had understandably taken Seteth some time to accustom to how she liked to call him, but after he fought past how bizarre it was, he realized he loved it.

"You're such a tease," she playfully scolded him.

"That’s an interesting choice of words from the person so eager to show off their rear," he answered, standing up so he could breathe hot air into her ear, as well as push his dick up against his favorite spot. Genny's fat ass welcomingly took his cock into her embrace, stimulating it on most sides with how warm and snug it was.

"That's because I know you love it so much…" she purred. "You're so big… so hard… it feels so good against my butt..."

Genny was an expert at pushing his buttons. In response, his hands shifted from her hips upwards to her chest, groping her lonely breasts. While they weren't as bountiful as her butt, there was still plenty to squeeze and play with, and that was more than enough. Genny shivered in delight, enjoying both ways she was being played with, but with the way she was consistently pushing her butt against his length, it was clear the time for foreplay was coming to a close.

Seteth had seized back some control, and now it was time to claim it all. Wrapping her hands around her stomach, he sat back down and pulled her down with him.

Genny adored sitting on her lap, especially so if she was currently being impaled by his cock. That wasn't happening currently, so she made certain to fix that problem promptly! Twisting her body around to face him, she used his shoulders as a means to balance herself whilst lifting herself. Seteth gripped his soaked cock and aimed it skyward, allowing his lover to drop down onto it. He wasn't surprised in the slightest to see how effortlessly his member slipped inside her-- she always got very wet.

"Mmm…" she purred. "So big… daddy…"

Genny had a tendency to repeat herself during intimacy, but it mattered little, for those repeated words were doing wonders to his arousal. He watched as she slowly but surely swallowed the entirety of his shaft. Seteth knew she was taking her time just to be teasing, and he made a mental note to punish her for that later.

But for the time being, he was going to enjoy just how wonderfully warm she was. Her pussy was the hottest part of her body, and the way her walls squeezed him was especially breathtaking. With her gorgeous body now on top of him, he made sure to aid their pleasures by once again groping her ass. Not only was it satisfying (as always) to do so, but it was also a way to hold her in place while he thrusted.

Despite this kind of position favoring the woman, Seteth still had plenty of control. She was a lot smaller than him despite her assets, and that lighter weight was something he used to his advantage. Genny attempted to bounce on his cock herself, but only found mild success due to how much he was thrusting in return, breaking any opportunity for a rhythm. Eventually, she submitted to his control, leaning by his neck while she let him work his magic.

Seteth knew exactly what Genny liked in regards to intercourse, and that was a rough fucking. It juxtaposed their pleasant and approachable appearances in public quite dramatically, but he was fond of how contrastingly needy and greedy they would get with each other in private.

He spared her no mercy as he thrust into her at a rapid pace. She was more than wet enough to take it, and she would complain if he treated her delicately… since that was reserved for after their sex.

"Daddy… you love fucking me, don't you?"

Her voice was at its most corrupt, and he was determined to break it, just as he had done many times before.

"I do… you feel so good…" he answered, hoping his voice wouldn't sound too disturbed either, but he wasn't having any luck with that. He didn't mind too much; what mattered now was bringing them both to their desired orgasms, and considering their current pace, it would come in no time at all.

Eager to amplify their respective pleasures, Seteth did all he could to stimulate her body. That, of course, plenty of light spanking, and whenever she turned her head up to face him, he planted sensational kisses across her neck.

While it was enjoyable to take her like this, there was still a limitation to how often they could move. Therefore, making sure his grip on her was strong, he lifted her up, an action that made her yelp.

There was still plenty of paperwork on his desk,  most of it neatly stacked, but he didn't care about that right now. Swiping it out of the way with one hand, he placed Genny on his desk and quickly resumed fucking her. In response, she placed her legs on his shoulders, granting him easier access to her gorgeous body. Genny's boobs jiggled wildly in response, though they were not as enchanting as the sheer euphoria painting her face.

"Daddy… harder… haarrrdddeeerrr… your naughty daughter LOVES it…"

Seteth was always pleased whenever his little lamb started being especially hungry, and he was more than happy to pamper her. He was starting to feel a little exhausted due to all the thrusting, but he knew she was close, and that provided him the adrenaline boost he needed. Seteth abandoned any lingering restraint he had, giving her the ruthless ramming she sorely needed. As he hoped, her voice amplified in volume until it was barely comprehensible, and not long after, it was nothing more than broken yelps.

All his efforts paid off when Genny's body started to spasm uncontrollably, forcing him to tighten his grasp around her. She was prone to violent climaxes, but they were by no means a bad thing-- it showed just how much of an effect he had on her body.

He felt her walls coil up around him tightly as well, and while this was immensely pleasurable, it was not quite enough to bring him to an orgasm. However, he didn't mind that at all-- he hadn't taken her in his favorite position yet, and that was the one that always brought him to his climax anyway.

Therefore, he promptly picked her up and took advantage of her weak and limp state, spinning her around so that amazing ass he adored was staring right at him. Her tits had jiggled a lot, but the threshold wasn't anything close to how often her butt wobbled in each thrust. Seteth was keen to see that, and because he had saved the best for last, he was raring to go despite feeling drained.

Goddess forgive him, for all the sins he had willingly committed… he loved this girl's fat ass! The way it quivered and jiggled so much as he pushed his entire cock into the depths of her pussy was surreal. It was divine to experience so many senses experiencing tranquility simultaneously.

Seteth spared no mercy with his speed. He had vowed to punish her for her earlier teasing, though he had to be careful; if he was too violent, she'd see this as a reward! Therefore, he made sure, as agonizing as it was, to slow down during periods. Despite her first orgasm draining her, she was naturally keen for a second, but Seteth was denying her this. He knew his strategy was working when she turned her head around and pouted adorably at him.

"Hey… don't tease m-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Seteth slammed his hips forward, cutting her off. Watching her face transition from frustrated to pleasured was always delightful.

It wasn't the first time she had fallen for these kinds of tricks. As devious as she could be, she had many weaknesses, and he had fun exploiting them.

"Ah…! D...Da…"

Every time she tried to speak, he promptly cut her off, and whenever her voice started to amplify, he made sure to purposely slow the pace. However, there was only so much of this he could handle. He knew he was on the verge of succumbing to exhaustion, and he would much prefer letting that happen after making a mess of her.

Genny wasn't anticipating him to accelerate so dramatically. She partly thought he was just going to play with her again, but when he refused to stop speeding up and he started to groan quite a bit, she realized what was happening.

"D-Daddy… are you… going to cum…?" Genny purred. She didn't care that her voice was completely wrecked by how much she had been pounded; it would help him cum even faster, and of course she wanted that!

Seteth was close-- ridiculously close, but there was one final thing preventing him from cumming.

It was a set of divine words that he loved so much, and he eagerly waited in anticipation for her to sing the melody that always enveloped his body and mind in euphoria.

Fortunately, the song came in no time at all.

"Daaaddddyyy… cum insideee meee… your little lamb…!"

Whenever he was close, he would often struggle to reach the pinnacle of pleasure. Luckily, Genny's demanding cry always released him from his torment, granting him the tranquility he desired.

Was it risky to cum inside her? Absolutely.

But he did it anyway. The irony of him being concerned about Flayn showing up when he happily did this was not lost on him. Unfortunately, the thought of potentially impregnating Genny was just… too hot.

Sothis, forgive him. He was a sinner! What would she say if she saw him doing this?

Nonetheless, he had mostly made his peace with his many flaws by this point.

After all, it would hold back just how amazing it felt to cum inside her. Her pussy was always eager for his seed, squishing him with relentless force while he filled up and painted her womb white. For once, his groans were louder than his lover’s moans, but he liked the song they sang together during these moments. Everything was surreal.

…the goddess probably wouldn’t mind. As dignified as she was, he did recall her being quite the immature one in private. She’d probably pat him on the back and tell him he did a good job!

…this was not the time to be thinking of his mother.

Seteth eventually collapsed back onto his chair, and he was glad for the relief of rest. Genny hung onto his desk, letting him see just how well he had sheared his sheep. Her ass was as divine as ever, and it naturally looked even better with his cum dripping out of her pussy. His eyes drifted upwards to her other hole, and he wondered if he had enough time to fill that one up as well…

He found his answer quickly, and it wasn’t the one he was hoping for.

A knock on the door startled them both.

“Brother?” Flayn called out. “May I come in?”

He was never so glad he had taught her such good manners! She’d wait for him to answer… but he had to be quick, lest she grow suspicious.

Genny decided to actually be reasonable for once, sneaking under his desk and curling up so she could remain hidden. It told him she was in it for the thrill, not actually being caught!

Despite how tired he was, he fought past it, doing all he could to get dressed quickly.

He was thankful Flayn was patient and waited a moment before knocking again. It provided him the time he needed to get dressed, and when she called out to him again, he responded.

He just hoped he sounded stable.

Flayn entered, and within seconds, she looked shocked.

“...Father, what is with all the paperwork everywhere?” she asked.

Seteth froze for two reasons. Firstly, she had addressed him correctly, undeniably thinking there was no one else in the room but them. Secondly, he had completely forgotten about all the work he had done! While it was hot to discard it all to make room for his lover, he was severely regretting his actions.

“Uhm… I apologize, Flayn… but I found myself getting a little stressed from how much there was…” he lied, and he didn’t like doing so, but he didn’t have any other choice. “I was meaning to clean it up before you arrived, but, well…”

“That is not good, father!” she rightfully scolded him. “You must not overwork yourself! Please, allow me to assist you.”

Flayn had provided some refreshments, so promptly placed them on the table before ducking down to pick up the scattered paper.

“Flayn, that is not necessary-”

Flayn suddenly shut up, and for a moment, she looked immensely flustered. She soon replaced her expression with a pout, placing her hands on her hips. “T-There is nothing wrong with accepting aid, father!”

Seteth sighed. She always was the stubborn one. She got it from both her parents. “I caused the mess, so I should clear it.”

It took some time for Flayn to respond, but when she did, she sounded less agitated.

“Well… if you insist,” she gave in, and he found it odd. “While I am here, I will do something to talk to you about.”

“And that is?”

Once more, his daughter took her time to answer, but he was feeling very patient; the more time she took, the less frantic his breathing would become.

“I am… concerned,” she finally spoke. “Concerned that Genny may have a crush on you.”

“...do you think so?” he tried to sound confused by the statement.

“Perhaps I am seeing things that are not there, but she does appear to be very… touchy,” Flayn elaborated. “Father, I must ask you to restrain yourself from doing anything inappropriate with my friend.”

It was a reasonable request (even if he could not fulfill it), though he was curious why she had to say it so… quietly, like she was uncertain about what she was saying.

Regardless, he swiftly answered. He didn’t like lying to her, but if her suspicions were to grow, that would be even worse!

“I assure you that I will reject her advances should she try anything unsettling.”

He heard a certain somebody snicker briefly. He hoped Flayn didn’t hear it.

“Very well then,” she concluded, doubtlessly wishing to change the subject. “Enjoy the refreshments, and be sure to take breaks from your work… daddy…”

Seteth was used to shivers running down his spine. He had experienced many of them today, in fact.

But this one was the coldest.

Before he could properly process what he had just heard… the door was shut. Flayn had already left.

Flayn had NEVER called him daddy… at least… not since she was very young!

“Very interesting,” Genny intervened, slipping up from under the desk, still completely nude and sweaty. “Flayn calls you father. Why is that? I wonder if it’s for the same reason why I-”

“I assure you, we do not have that kind of relationship,” Seteth interrupted her. He sighed after, realizing he had to confess the truth. “Flayn… she is actually my daughter, but there are reasons why we refer to each other as siblings. I ask you to keep this information to yourself, Genny.”

“That’s okay,” she giggled. “...but under one condition, daddy…”

Why?

Why did he have to be so weak to that word?

“...and that is?”

“I want you to fuck me again.” Genny shared her demands. “In the ass, this time, okay? I know you’ve had your eyes on it…”

“I always have my eyes on it… but very well.”

So much for their cuddling, but he supposed he couldn’t blame her for wanting a second round so soon.

“Good, good!” Genny was happy to hear the approval. “I love how it feels, buried so deep inside me…”

Goddess… what had he gotten himself into?

The duo continued to talk naughtily to each other for some time, and it wasn’t long before their arousal was high enough for them to continue.

What they didn’t know was that somebody was eavesdropping on their conversation.

When Flayn shut the door to leave the room, she refrained from moving from the spot. Instead, she kept an ear on the door, listening in closely.

The room was dark when she entered it, but she could still make out some details. When she knelt to pick up some paper… she saw the silhouette of something, or rather, someone under the desk.

It had startled her and made her stand up immediately, so she was not sure who it was… but she had her suspicions.

Credit to her father where it was due, he had remained calm and composed despite the situation, almost fooling her into thinking she had imagined everything! Even after saying that word-- the one she thought she heard being cried out when she first arrived and took a minute or two to knock on the door… he barely flinched! He looked a little confused, but that was understandable.

She hadn’t suspected anything then, thinking she was just hearing things, but she had decided to test saying it, just in case it prompted a significant reaction, but it had not.

Despite her gut feeling being that she had just imagined everything, Flayn was very glad she had stuck around after leaving the room.

When she heard movement, and a conversation starting, she discovered she hadn’t imagined anything at all! She could not pick out precisely what they were saying, but the voice was indistinguishable.

It shocked her! Why was she…?

Never mind that… why was she still here?!

Flayn did not know, nor did she know when she would leave. Nothing was stopping her from moving her legs, yet she refused to move them. Perhaps it was because she was simply too embarrassed over everything?

Or maybe…

Flayn took a deep breath.

This was going to be a long night, no matter what decision she made next.