Oh, those glistening eyes, he can never resist those. They get him right in the chest, twist up around his heart, but there's more to them, now--as much adoration as there is with desire. He coos at her wince, her cute little frown, and bends to kiss it from her lips before setting her upon the edge of the bed. "Yes, sweetheart, that sounds like a good idea, why don't you do that. Then we can relax together, maybe eat a little, have that talk."
If he can manage to stay awake, holy fuck, it's like she sucked all the energy right out of him.
Bit by bit, the reality of what's just happened comes back over him. His daughter, his little Salome. Goddamn. No, that was a bad idea, that was a terrible, terrible bad idea, and he already knows in that deep instinctual way from not only experience, but from the peculiarities involved in this situation, that she's going to get clingy. Or clingier, anyway, considering the way she is with him in the first place.
Fuck. But it was so worth it. He's never felt so close to her, not like this, and it shakes him. Yeah, it's a good plan for her to clean herself up, because he needs a minute to think about how to approach this discussion. He doesn't even know where to begin. Why don't they write a parenting book on this situation, for fuck's sake? 'The Electra Complex and You: Or, So You've Given In To Your Daughter's Advances And Plan On Going Back For More'. Now that's useful child-rearing literature.
There is no place to start that seems like a good idea. Not without some kind of restraint for her, or perhaps a shield for him. Possibly a mop for her tears when he dissuades her of her more fairy tale notions.
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Date: 2012-07-30 03:09 am (UTC)If he can manage to stay awake, holy fuck, it's like she sucked all the energy right out of him.
Bit by bit, the reality of what's just happened comes back over him. His daughter, his little Salome. Goddamn. No, that was a bad idea, that was a terrible, terrible bad idea, and he already knows in that deep instinctual way from not only experience, but from the peculiarities involved in this situation, that she's going to get clingy. Or clingier, anyway, considering the way she is with him in the first place.
Fuck. But it was so worth it. He's never felt so close to her, not like this, and it shakes him. Yeah, it's a good plan for her to clean herself up, because he needs a minute to think about how to approach this discussion. He doesn't even know where to begin. Why don't they write a parenting book on this situation, for fuck's sake? 'The Electra Complex and You: Or, So You've Given In To Your Daughter's Advances And Plan On Going Back For More'. Now that's useful child-rearing literature.
There is no place to start that seems like a good idea. Not without some kind of restraint for her, or perhaps a shield for him. Possibly a mop for her tears when he dissuades her of her more fairy tale notions.
It'll be fine.