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AZ had a big-- no enormous problem. He gritted his teeth together as he stepped into the elevator of the hotel that he restored himself by hand.
His current predicament could not, however, be resolved by just taking it in hand himself. Oh how he wished he could. He had a hankering to but what would that make of him?
No, he shook his head to himself, he would not.
To have his point sink in he was slowly thumping his forehead against the wallpapered wall he had painstakingly worried over for a week so that the patterns would line up perfectly. His back turned to the sliding and scissor gates of the old elevator. An antique, just like him. Or was it more of a fossil in his case. Floette tended to get quite creative with her jabs at him, just because they had made up and she had technically forgiven him; didn't mean she would stop bickering and bantering with him -- just like she had before everything went in the direction of a sin so horrific it had earned him eternal damnation in this odd body of his.
Some days he could scale the tower in the middle of the city himself without any sort of assistance, other days he could not even straighten his knees completely. Most days however, he felt completely normal as if he hadn't aged a day in 35 centuries.
His bodily functions were also all over the place from his long time living in the wild. He would go days without remembering to eat unless Taunie or Urbain caught him and practically chained him to the nearest appropriate dining surface.
One thing that had remained consistently switched off or maybe even broken had been his libido. He had never paid any attention to it, both pre- and post-war but according to an article in a magazine a guest had left in their room, it apparently was only normal in situations where dysfunction had been noticed or diagnosed. He hadn't been so sure the article's contents quite described him but since it had never been an issue - he didn't see it as another punishment or dysfunction.
The elevator dinged as it stopped on another empty floor, no one entering. He should have noted the veritable disco of little blinking lights as he stepped onto the lift the first time. He supposed it had been the little kids he had spotted earlier playing some or other game to amuse themselves. No use getting upset with a child that was seeking amusement in such a harmless way.
He thumped his head against the wood panelling this time. Taking care to only damage the brain cells he had left and not his nose, in an effort to maybe make the present day dysfunction in his nether regions go away.
The ding of the elevator as it slowly moved and stopped at every floor on the way back to his office combined with the pain he was causing his head and placed him in a bit of a trance. Crisis momentarily forgotten.
The doors slid open once more, he had the thought that no one entered this time either - thankfully. But was proven wrong when someone hummed diagonally behind him.
AZ froze. Heart leaping into his throat.
no... no. no. no. merde no--
" na, na na na na, na, nana, taste like a keg part-eee back on the sauce... hmmm hmmm. you can be the boss, daddy."
It was wholly unfair of him to label the owner of the voice behind him as the cause of his dilemma. If the city or its authorities got wind of it that he, a man older than anyone else on the planet (never mind the city), was experiencing very peculiar bodily reactions from one of the people that were supposed to be under his employment. Well.. AZ thought morosely, they might just hang him as an ornament from the very top of the tower or even his own hotel.
And he would deserve it.
He, one that had never even laid a hand on a woman (or man for that matter), was turning into a lascivious reprobate. And all because he experienced an utter rush of blood into his most private parts at even the smallest thought or glance at one of his most capable staff members.
Luckily for him, said member of staff was too absorbed in her music to have seen him where he was attempting to turn the same color as the wallpaper and wood panelling to hide even better from her.
He had also unfortunately been incredibly unfair towards her in terms of paying her or her professional activities any mind. She was a veritable genius when it came to numbers but he always had her speak to Taunie or Urbain whenever she brought up anything finance or budget related.
The full-figured strawberry blonde woman, whose head barely reached him at about mid-chest, could have cut his own meager personal payment as acting proprietor from the hotel even more and he would not even notice or raise alarm with it. How could he?
"Oh!"
He felt a soft tug at the edge of his shirt sleeve. It was one that he had received as a holiday gift from his staff. AZ closed his eyes, thumping his head against the wall again. Maybe if he ignored her then she would go away. He desperately wanted to not be branded as a creep and lecherous employer by her.
The doors dinged open on the private floor of the hotel and AZ high-tailed it past her, only catching a tiny whiff of her floral perfume as he did so.
"Boss?! AZ??"
He could hear her calling after him but he did not stop, couldn't let her see how revolting he was.
AZ cursed himself for leaving his cane in his office in the first place.
He rounded the last corner and practically flew into his domain, securing the door and then proceeded to slide down it with his back pressed against it. AZ tried to compress himself into a ball, drawing his pained knees as far into him as he could manage.
It was times like these that he really needed Floette to a) talk sense into him and b) put him to sleep with her spores.. maybe even c) use her red and black beam on him -- but his tiny friend would refuse him the latter. He was not allowed to leave this earth before her.
But she was not at the hotel currently - she had accompanied Urbain on a trip to some or other battling even in another city. He just hoped that the young man didn't feed into her most recent cotton candy obsession a bit too much... It had the potential to get ugly if she beamed anyone from her being on a sugar high.
Thoughts no longer enough to distract him from the ache between his legs he gripped himself through his corduroy pants.
AZ groaned as a beeping noise from his desk sounded. It signalled one of his wards had gone off and that he might need to replace something or perform some sort of maintenance activity. Brilliant! Just the sort of thing to take his deviant thoughts off of the angel that was part of his staff.
He quickly wrote down the sector location and problem details on a small sticky note that Taunie always seemed to restock in his office and headed to the supply closet just down the hall. Of course stopping first to adjust himself, there was really no way round it except for strapping it down the side of his inner thigh, so he flipped it up. Securing his aching cock in his tight waistband and securely hidden under his waistcoat.
The utility belt he was going to pick-up would help hide his predicament even more.
AZ knocked out of habit and without waiting for a response he entered.
To his horror however, it had been a room that he only now remembered belonged to a member of his staff. It was then he realized the true catastrophic nature of his haste. The water pipe he needed to check was inside the bathroom of the focal point of his sins. The room he was standing smack dab in the middle of, belonged to Lena. There would be no running this time either.
She was clearly off of work for the day and had seemingly chosen to toe off her socks and jeans before plastering herself over the top of her bed spread.
She was still listening to music, but one headphone was in fact not over her ear and she was lying on her stomach - enthralled over something that looked like a tablet but he was only relatively certain wasn't.
Lena kicked her feet that were dangling in the air and took a bite of a crisp she pulled from a packet next to her. He didn't know if he made a noise or maybe choked on his own saliva as he averted his eyes before they got stuck on her barely covered bottom.
She glanced back over her shoulder at him, her face brightening. "AZ!"
His mouth suddenly endlessly dry, he struggled to put together a sentence that was not 'Please let me bury my face between your legs while you carry on with whatever you're doing.' But he did not answer that, he motioned to the sticky note he had placed in his waist coat pocket, "I.. ahh I need to check something in your.." his eyes drifted again, "--bathroom!"
She tilted her head in a small nod and just continued her post-work activities. Not at all bothered that a man was standing in her room with her in such a state of undress. AZ nodded back and rounded the bed to enter the area that the he was alerted of.
As he was checking the fittings and scanning the interior pipes with a device he still had issues understanding his thoughts floated back to her. Did she not see him as a man?
Was it that she perhaps thought his own internal.. plumbing wasn't viable anymore?
From a check at a doctor that he had anxiously made for himself a few weeks back - he had found out that while everything was working as it should, that he was sterile. He would never be capable of fathering his own children.
The idea had not bothered him but since his brewing infatuation and perverse obsession with her had reached unstable levels and increasingly physical reactions -- he looked down, case in point. He wondered if it would be something that she would have wanted if they were at all able to be together.
Some wishes were for horses and others were well, pipe dreams, AZ sighed. Twisting the broken fitting between his fingers. It had been an easy fix and it had done nothing to distract from the leaking problem being pinned to his stomach. Not with Lena almost completely naked from the waist down on her bed just on the other side of the door.
Walking out of the room, tools neatly stowed away again, he was about to wave the broken fitting at her and escape once more. This time so he could take himself in hand. Conscience be damned.
Instead what greeted him stopped him in his trek so fast that his feet got caught in the circular rug he had chosen for this room. He lost his balance and fell forward with no time to stop himself, his tall stature ensuring that he landed face first onto the edge of her bedspread.
AZ heard her exclaim in shock and concern and he lifted his head a bit dazedly. His knees smarting from the impact.
Though opening his eyes seemed to have been a very.. very big mistake. Right at his eye level and close enough to smell her heady scent, was the apex of Lena's thighs.
Her upper torso twisted a bit so she could look around at him.
She caught his gaze and the position they had found themselves in and flushed as her eyes lowered into a hooded expression. Lena bit her lip.
AZ almost thanked all the deities in existence for feeding into his perverted delusions, as he thought he was imagining her flipping around and spreading her thighs even more for his heated gaze.
He decided that he must have hit his head, that the angel that had caused him to fall so far in his morals and being, that he would imagine her in such a depraved and almost filthy state. How sick was he that he would see her slide a hand down her unbuttoned short sleeve blouse, a light purple brassiere peeking through at him. As she deftly pushed aside her underwear with two manicured fingers.
His mouth flooded with want, making him swallow.
He saw the mirage in front of him, dip the tips of her perfect digits into herself and then drag them back up to her mouth. Letting her underwear cover her glistening pussy from his deviant thoughts again.
"Well..? Do you like what you see, daddy?" Lena asked, almost too innocently, toying with a lock of her hair. That she hadn't just made AZ witness the most provocative scene he had ever seen in his long life.
His brain stuttered and came to a grinding stop at the word she had uttered, however. He looked at her in alarm, he had never been referred to as such by anyone. He definitely did not consider himself as a father figure to anyone, never mind her. Panic and waves of nausea rolled inside his chest. Is that how she saw him? The pulsing of his cock needing attention still but deflating a bit, making his insides twist as his stomach rolled. The thought of him violating her mentally for the past few months and her thinking of him as a figure of high-standing in her life causing him utter turmoil and revulsion.
Hands gripped the sides of his head. Lena was close enough to breath the same air as him, a small chain laying in the dip of her still hidden bosom. She physically pulled his eyes up to her face, he had no choice but to comply. Still helplessly laying across the edge of her bed like a defeated straw monster.
She had clearly been talking but he had not heard a word of it, so sucked into his own internal monologue of self-loathing.
"--z! Oi! Nod if you can hear me again."
AZ nodded, his cheeks smushing further between her soft palms.
"Right. As I was saying before you went wherever the hell you went. Daddy is a term that lovers often use. It can be part of a Daddy kink or not -- some people just like being called daddy and some calling their significant other daddy. Okay? okay."
Her voice left no room for argument. But AZ and his twisted vineyard of morals needed to be sure.
"So you.." He cleared his throat, "so you don't see me as a--"
"God no!"
A breath of relief left him as he went slack in her grip. The tension leaving his shoulders. He could have cried hoarse sobs if he hadn't calmed.
"Now, are you going to let all this," Lena waved a hand over her still scantily clad figure, "go to waste or are you going to actually bend me over and show me just how much of that big cock you could actually fit in me. Can you even still get it up?"
He could tell she was riling him up on purpose but the blood rushing in his ears made him act before he could properly weigh the pros and cons - his centuries of keeping a cool head flowing out the window.
He was up and over her in a matter of 5 seconds. Her eyes sparkled and she grinned at him. Lena tried dragging her hands down his waistcoat, wanting to undo all the buttons on it but he didn't let her. He captured her questing hands and held them in his huge one as he rid himself of his tool-belt first, hearing it drop somewhere on the rug to the side.
The next was his belt, only loosened so that he could unzip his still too tight trousers.
Reaching for his cock, he heard Lena gasp as she locked eyes on his leaking shaft. It throbbed painfully in his hand. He gave one or two experimental strokes, her eyes never leaving the sight of him growing back to full arousal and her tongue peeping out of her lips to wet them.
There would be no time for him to experience her mouth on him first, however.
"Lena." He ordered, his voice stern as he nudged her thighs apart with his still suit covered knees. His brace scratching the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Keeping his own eyes off of her seemingly soaked underwear, if he judged the color correctly.
She looked up at him, eyes still very bright and coherent, "Yes, daddy?"
AZ had to bite back a groan before he completely lost his composure. Her voice was like a thick and soothing honey. He wanted to devour her.
"Once I start, I am not stopping. I am not a sharing man, if I claim your pussy it will be mine in perpetuity."
Lena gasped from her position where she was leaning back on her elbows, head nodding animatedly.
"Verbally, please darling." AZ whispered.
"I understand, daddy. Can-- may I ask a question?" She asked, making her eyes impossibly wide and innocent.
"You may."
"Will it hurt daddy? Are you going to come inside me?" Lena asked while biting back a small grin, failing to stay inside the character she seemed to enjoy riling him up with.
Cursing internally he strangled the base of his cock, the effect she had on him, splayed open and at his mercy like this. This he decided, would have to be studied. Will it hurt? Lords... "It will darling. D--" AZ coughed, cheeks heating up, could he do it?
"--daddy.. is very big. You might not be able to take most of it, but I-- daddy will make you feel so good little one. Promise."
Lena seems satisfied with his answer, her mouth straining as she tried to keep her giggles inside but failing miserably. She laid back as she collapsed her elbows, breasts moving up and down as she laughed herself silly.
AZ leaned over her, voice feeling just as hoarse as it sounded in her ear. "Are you quite well darling? Should daddy not feed your pretty pussy his aching cock?"
Her giggles subsided slowly, she threw her arms around his neck as she calmed down. "Sorry Z, I couldn't resist it. Seeing you try and refer to yourself as my daddy was just so wonderful and hilarious. You don't need to do it, I will still like to call you daddy but you don't need to do it as well. Just be yourself. You have to admit though, you picked up the part remarkably well."
AZ snorted against the skin of her bare shoulder where her shirt had slipped down. Laughing with her for a few seconds. The varying emotions he was feeling mellowing out as he enjoyed having her close to him.
He growled a bit, unlike himself when he felt her hips try and thrust up against him. Drawing him back to his original intentions.
He sat back up and repeated her act from earlier, first pushing her underwear to the side and then dipping his fingers into the gathered wetness, bringing the slightly sweet and musky substance to his tongue. The taste almost made his eyes roll back in his head.
He returned his hand to her mound and teased her by only softly rubbing the wetness clinging to the outside into her skin. She bucked her hips up at him. He eased two fingers into her from the start, testing the stretch of her hole.
It was a bit of an odd sensation. She was smooth and wet, making his fingers glide around inside her with ease. He applied some pressure to the sides and the top, making her groan as she stared up at him, breathing intensifying.
"So hot, daddy. Please! please AZ.."
He tutted at her attempts to spur him on. He was not done indulging his curiosity yet. "Behave little one."
Her eyes widened and he stared in awe as noted that her neck and the top of her chest slowly turned flushed too. Wanting to see how far it went, he removed his fingers from her wetness and trailed it up her stomach. Dipping wetness into her navel and then pulling her bra up, releasing her breasts from their confines.
They were an adequate size for her body he decided, eyes not able to tear away from the dark nubs. He scolded himself at the feeling of his cock leaking a bit more. He was getting sidetracked, AZ looked in her eyes and raised a single eyebrow as if it was her fault for distracting him.
Lena bit back a small grin and blew him a kiss. Visibly fully aware and satisfied with the effect her body had on him. She knew that he knew, she was laid out like a feast in front of a hungry man and that he was starving.
Skipping any of the foreplay he had read about in his bouts of sporadic guilty research, he instead guided his cock to the side of her panties and pulled them up and to the side with his free hand. Wedging the delicate strip of fabric into the crack of her ass cheeks and the top part over where he guesstimated was her still unrevealed, clitoris.
Lena moaned, both enjoying the burn and cursing AZ for essentially giving her such an erotic wedgie so suddenly.
He kept the fabric of her panties taught in his hand, his other hand once again grabbing her wandering ones, "Naughty naughty."
She pouted at him, "But.. I want to feel you too AZ!"
He raised the same eyebrow at her.
"Please daddy?"
"None of that! Now," AZ punctuated his sentence by starting to sink his cock into her fluttering pussy. It took a few tries to get the tip successfully seated inside her, the friction and sensations already clouding his mind.
AZ kept rocking to and fro, by the time he could sink his cock head into her with little effort, Lena was wriggling and cursing at him. Which sounded more like pleading and begging, if the look on her face and her burning eyes on him were correct.
He gave a harder thrust, making her back arch upwards a little, "You will use what they call the color system, darling."
Lena had her head thrown to the side of her bed and she moved her chin down a bit to peer at him, almost lost in the sensations of him stroking into her tight heat.
"Green for okay, yellow if you're unsure or starting to get scared. Red if you want me to stop completely and check on you, mentally or physically."
AZ moved harder to make her eyes shoot open and focus on him, "Do you understand?"
"ye-- yes daddy!" Lena gasped, riding up the bed from the force of his thrusts.
"What color are you, my darling?" AZ's voice softened, while his thrusts didn't ease up in the slightest.
"G--green! It.. it feels so good. You're filling me up everywhere."
"Good. You're taking this antiquated cock so beautifully Lena." AZ felt a warm sensation build in his chest as he looked down at her. How quickly she had allowed him full control of her - knowing that he will stop if she used her provided safe word with him.
A dark part of him wanted to push her to her limit, spin her around on the bed and to take what he's claiming as his. Uncaring if she got her end of the pleasure or not, for how she tortured him with those appropriate length skirts, if she decided to wear them. How the scent of her perfume lingered in his office, the hallway. How he had almost broken his rules and composure before this and just fisted his cock until it would have been raw at his desk.
The many nights and mornings he would take showers cold enough, to make his balls want to climb back into the cavity in his body they dropped from so many centuries ago.
But he would not, none of those events were her fault. And he realized now that his body's reaction to her was not a complete sin either.
No.
This. This picture of her mouth open, making soft moans as she mumbled and pleaded with him to make her come. This was the sin. And AZ was enjoying every second of it. Every slide of his cock into her he went in deeper by a fraction. Still mindful of their impossible size difference.
He didn't care if his entire cock never sunk in to her fully. That she was allowing him this much and a few inches more was enough for him. He would go as deep or as shallow as she needed and was safe for her.
He leaned forward, releasing her naughty hands and rested on his elbows next to her head. He had to bow his back a bit but he eventually managed to find a good middle-ground where he was still pumping strategically into her and one where he could place contrastingly gentle kisses on her lips.
Lena immediately wrapped her hands around the back of his neck. Making him groan as she decided a better resting place for her one hands, would be in the braid of his too long white hair. Tugging at a few strands with her eager actions.
"AZ!" She arched again, breath stuttering and he watched in wonder as her eyes seemed to be looking at him one moment and then rolled up slightly.
He would have been concerned had her pussy not gripped him like a vice - the pulsing wetness trying to expel his sizable cock from her as she clenched and gushed around him. He shuddered as he felt the extra sensation of her ejaculation coating the exterior portion of his length too.
He felt guilty as he suddenly recalled the nub of pleasure, she had just above her opening and he shifted his balance so he could slide a hand into her now overly stretched panties.
AZ found it quite easily and gave it a few hesitant rubs, not knowing what she would prefer or what the right method was for her to get the most feeling out of it. His poor attempts seemed to work well enough, as she tried to bodily curl forwards against him, her legs no longer clenching the outside of his thighs as she tried to draw him closer to her.
AZ gave a deeper thrust than he should have, startled by her second loud exclamation and cries. Lena fell back again, seemingly not able to do anything else as she shook lightly.
AZ kissed her sweaty forehead. "What's your color, little one?"
"Hmmm?" Lena sluggishly yanked his braid.
"Color, darling." AZ prodded. Stilling his thrusts.
"So.. damn green, Z." She slurred her speech a bit. "Soso good."
She tugged him down towards her. And he met her mouth, kissing her softly, sucking her tongue and exploring the roof of her mouth.
He kissed her once, twice more on the lips and corners of her mouth and then rested a bit more of his weight onto her.
Lena groaned in his ear and hugged him, arms able to wrap around his torso now.
Then, he started thrusting again. Catching her by surprise as he drove in to the same depth he accidentally reached earlier.
Her cries started up again immediately, whether it was from overstimulation or another build of pleasure. AZ cradled her close to him as he pounded into her.
There was an odd sensation against his arm that was now pressed between them as his hand lightly continued teasing her clit.
He leaned back, wanting to see what it was. He continued his thrusts, her continual moans like music to his ears.
AZ's hips stuttered as he almost came himself, he had been feeling the tip of his cock poking into her lower abdomen from the inside.
Lords.
He pinched the base of him, just above his balls.
She was going to be the death of him.
"Lena, darling." AZ said breathlessly, look how well you're taking me."
He placed a hand on the spot, when feeling more in control of himself again and pushed in.
Her eyes went wide.
He removed her hand that had moved and gripping his arm and guided it to the spot too. "Feel how deep I am. Do you think I'd be able to knock you up just from coming this deeply, darling Lena? Would your perfect pussy heal me? Make me fertile again so you could be filled to the brim with our come?"
Lena moaned brokenly, still feeling the bump in wonder every time he thrust.
"AZ.. please.. please come inside me? Please daddy, I need you to fill me up.."
He moaned lowly, falling forward so he could lean over her once more, capturing her lips as he pierced deeply into her. She was more than wet at this point, her pussy making obscene noises as he pushed air and her slick arousal back into her.
Anyone would be able to hear the squelching from outside her bedroom. "Hear how wet you are darling. So tight for me. Just for me."
AZ grunted.
"Ahh! yes-yes-yes! just for you!" Lena agreed, hungrily kissing every part of his face, neck and upper chest she could reach.
His thrusts were becoming uncoordinated, there was still 60% of his length not pushing in and out of her but that didn't matter. He would come inside her and then perhaps take her, all spent and overstimulated back to his office and bend her over his desk until they ruined all of his paperwork.
He growled the same sentiments to her in her ear, sucking a lobe into his mouth and then sucking the junction of her neck, feeling his climax approaching fast.
His once cursed and disgusting fantasies now spurring him on.
I'm going to speed up darling. Hold onto me!" AZ ordered. She cried out, tears running as he drove her into her third climax of the evening.
He wanted to take her over first. He made her suck the fingers on his left hand, tilting his body to the side. Hitting the inside of her walls with a new angle.
Lena tried to bat his hand away from her sensitive and swollen clit but he bit her shoulder lightly.
"Use your word darling. I'm not stopping without it."
She let out another sob from the overwhelming pain and pleasure, AZ felt a perverse sense of pride at this. She was doing so well. "Darling," AZ let out a high pitched moan himself as she started squeezing frantically around his cock again, "So good. You deserve to come again, little one. Let me see you fall. Come for me. Come, for your daddy!"
AZ's hips stuttered, both of them holding onto each other as they reached their peaks and pushed each other off of it. He was moving as if possessed. Still holding back most of his cock to not injure her, but needing to thrust as he worked his load deep inside her.
Lena gripped him, twisting, crying and laughing as she experienced the height he had gotten her to. She was kissing his skin where ever she could reach. Thanking him, spilling incoherent sentences from a constant stream of thoughts that flowed from her mind to her pretty mouth.
"No need to thank me, dear one." AZ breathed out, collapsing to the side of her. Cock not yet leaving her as he spurted the last of his release into her.
He kissed her hair covered temple tiredly.
AZ had a wicked idea in the feeling of his afterglow, their chests moving together as their breathing seemed to sync.
He gently pulled his cock out and moved down her body, holding her thighs and hips in place as he watched in fascination as his come slowly trickled out of her, almost a puddle of it under her hips already.
He fucked some of it back into her with his fingers, making her whine and shake. Pleading with him to stop.
"Use your word darling."
"N-no!!"
"Then what can I do, love?" AZ taunted gently.
He dipped his head and swiped his tongue through her folds, catching both their releases. He sucked onto her abused nub, fingers still pushing more come back into her.
Then she was pulling his hair, back lifting off of the bed, her feet and legs cramping as she came a final time.
This one left her utterly boneless and numb.
AZ smiled to himself, taking in the view of her spread out on the bed, breathing heavily. Breasts still sticking out of her misplaced bra. Shirt taught on her upper arms and her underwear utterly ruined. Soaked from both of them. Still wedged into the crack of her rear end.
AZ gingerly removed the useless fabric from her, taking care to not touch her too much as she was still jerking every now and again.
He wet a washcloth in her bathroom with warm water and returned to her side. Taking care to wash every bit of her, making several trips to the sink with still shaky legs from his own release.
Once done, he finished by wiping his own cock and dressing himself properly again.
AZ rummaged through her drawers and cupboard to find her something suitable to wear. She was still completely out of it and blinking hazily as he did so. He dressed her naked body in a new pair of panties. Along with what looked like pajama shorts and a big T-Shirt he had found.
AZ then wrapped her in a throw blanket that was on the one plush chair in her room and carried her through the hall and to his suite at the other end.
Once there, he sat on his bed with her cushioned against his chest, arms and legs loosely flung around him. He fed her a bit of water with his own mouth, making sure she swallowed and whispered sweet nothings of praise to her as she did so.
It was not long after he had settled with the book that he kept on his bedside, that she came to properly on his lap.
She started at first but then as she took stock of her surroundings and state of dress she seemed to collapse against him. He could feel tears drop onto the skin of his now exposed neck, as she cried into him.
Was she experiencing a drop?
AZ tucked her into him more firmly, petting her hair and back while cooing at her. "Let it all out Lena."
"That's it my little one, there you go."
He rocked her a bit, kissing her forehead occasionally.
"Daddy? a- az?" her voice still thick with tears and exhaustion.
"I'm here. You have nothing to worry about, darling. You did so well. Let daddy take care of everything, hmm? Would you like that?"
She nodded, clearing her throat a bit.
He fed her some more water with what he bemusedly thought of, as the bird method and smoothed her hair. Combing and de-tangling the strands with his fingers.
"AZ?"
"Yes, my dear?" He answered quietly.
"Would you.. I mean could I sleep next to you? with you? But-- I" She buried her head in his neck again, seemingly unsure.
"Go on, Lena. I will never get angry with you for asking me questions."
She sniffled a bit.
"Could I keep my pajamas on? But-- but I want you to be naked if that.. if that's okay?" Her voice tiny and scared as she asked him.
It was an easy request for him to accommodate and he had no preference whether he slept with pajamas or not. The thought of her being decently clean and clothed against his nude body, was warming him from the bottom of his stomach however. But first, he felt like he needed some clarity.
"Of course you can, darling, I will sleep however you want me to. Even if you banish me to the rug in front of my fireplace. Whatever makes you comfortable." AZ spoke, meaning every word.
He tucked hair behind her ear and brushed his lips against her cheek. "Why were you scared to ask me, dear one? Am I correct in saying that you were afraid to ask?"
She sniffled harder and shook her head.
"One--" She hiccuped a bit, not fully crying but still getting worked up. "One of my ex's.. he-- he didn't like the fact that I wanted to sleep like that. Said I was weird and that he felt like a pedophile."
AZ frowned down at her hair, what in the world? How on this green earth did any of her requests, make the person she was requesting it of a pedophile?? merde her ex partner sounded like a complete idiot.
He noted that he had actually spoken his mind out loud, as her soft giggles was buried into his neck.
"There's nothing wrong with you, darling. You explained it to me perfectly earlier and I accepted it. Maybe a bit of a pervert," AZ teased, biting the top of her ear playfully, "but I am as well and you're not anything immoral or disgusting like what he said."
He kissed the crown of her head.
"Now. Would you allow me to remove my clothing, so you can get settled in for bed?"
She nodded eagerly, blue eyes shining with happiness once more.
He kissed her tenderly and hugged her close.
Later that evening after getting into a position that was comfortable for them both, - AZ's eyes sprang open.
When he entered her room for the broken fitting, her legs were facing in the direction of the hallway door.
But when he exited the bathroom later, and promptly almost offed himself or broke both his legs. Her legs were facing the bathroom. There had also not been any sign of her reading device, nor her snack or headphones.....
The fitting also could have been damaged or broken by a person with enough time and willpower.
AZ hissed lowly into her ear, her back tucked in close to him.
"Touche, darling. You sneaky little minx."
Lena giggled uncontrollably and tried to roll away from him as his hands tickling her everywhere they could reach.
Her laughter soothing something inside of him.