daddy kink | joshler + bryler

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"tyler? listen, i didn't mean to yell." daddy calmly said, coming into my room, inching the door closed.

"daddy is just going through a rough time. i'm sorry that i scared you, baby."

i looked up at him until he crouched down in front of me, holding my thighs. "it's okay, daddy, i forgive you."

but i know daddy won't forgive me.

he was always the one to hold grudges.

especially if they were against me.

if he was against me.

"how about i make it up to you, baby, yeah? we can have some alone time after i finish up some paperwork. would you like that?"

that was the thing about daddy: he always asked consent before he did anything.

if he was going to punish me for doing something i wasn't supposed to, daddy would announce what he was about to do before he touched me.

i nodded with a quick smile. "okay, daddy."

if daddy was really, really, really upset with me or anyone or just something in his life, he wouldn't ask anything.

but it's okay. i know daddy means no harm. he'd never hurt me intentionally.

daddy stood up and and walked out my room with a small and sly smile.

to mention it, i hadn't seen joshua all morning.

and that might be the reason why daddy is upset.