I wash her delicate skin, her hair after. She grins the whole time, a grin on my face too.
As I wash the last of the conditioner out of her hair, she grabs the loofa. "No, love. You don't have to, I can do it myself," I say.
"N-no, daddy. I want to," she softy responds.
I sigh and nod my head, pulling her closer to me and giving her a forehead kiss.
She runs the loofa over my body, the soap covering my skin. As she runs it down my stomach, she turns red and looks up at me.
"Never mind, y-you can d-do it."
I chuckle at her and wash the rest of my body, smirking at her while I do so. I take her small hands and put shampoo in them, wanting her fingers running through my hair.
"U-um, you have to bend down," she shyly commands.
I do as she says. "Why are you being so shy, little baby?," I tease.
She blushes some more as she rubs the strawberry scented shampoo in my hair. "Shut u-up," she whispers, but I hear it clearly.
My thumb parts her lips, pushing it into her mouth, making her whine.
"What was that, darling?," I question. "Hm?"
"Nothing, Alek. I-I didn't s-say anything," she lies. "I th-think you're going c-crazy, silly," she adds.
I shake my head my head at her, taking my thumb out of her mouth.
"Such a bad girl, huh? Lying to daddy," I keep my tone teasing.
She shakes her head at me. "N-no, daddy. I promise."
"Okay, baby. I believe you," I say, deciding to let her off the hook this time.
When she smiles up at me, I realize I've had shampoo in my hair this whole time. I step under the water, washing it out of my hair.
I'm lost in my chaotic thoughts as Alek finishes washing his hair. When Alek was teasing me earlier it made me feel weird, but I kind of liked the feeling.
I watch the beautiful man as water slides down his face, running down his neck and chest. That's hot.
I can see all his tattoos. Most of them are on his arms, chest and stomach, which I've seen before.
But there's two on his thigh, that I'm surprised I didn't see before. Ones of a skeleton holding a gun and the other one is a small heart in red ink.
When you stand really close to him, you can see scars littered over his body. Tons of small ones on his stomach and hips, a few on his chest.
My lips form into a frown when I think about how he got those and who did that to him.
"Darling," Alek says, making me look away from the scars.
"Y-yes?," I ask.
He looks at me, worry filled in the brown of his eyes. "Are you okay?," he asks, softly. His hand comes up to cup my cheek.
"I'm f-fine, just thinking," I answer with a little smile, not wanting him to worry.
"Okay."
He opens the shower door, stepping and and motioning for me to do so too. When I do he pats me dry with a towel and then wraps it around my body.
"Thank you," I say, grateful for such an amazing person in my life.
He smiles at me as he dries off and wraps his own towel around his waist. "You're welcome, darling."
He then walks over to the sink, grabbing his rings and putting them back on his fingers, which are still painted black. I grab his necklaces, wanting to put them on him myself.
"B-bend down please," I mutter.
Alek crouches down and I put his three necklaces back on him.
Once we're done with that he takes me to my closet to show me the outfit he picked. It consist of a pretty white top, light-washed high waisted jeans, and pink frilly socks.
"I love it! It's v-very pretty, daddy," I inform. He has great style.
"Mhm, thank you, darling," he replies.
He goes to leave the room, but I grab his arm and stop him. "Wh-where do you think you're g-going, mister?," I question, putting my hands on my hip.
Alek looks at me like I've suddenly grown two heads.
I really hope I haven't. Actually that would be kind of cool.
"Excuse you, little one. Where'd all the sass come from?"
I let out a huff out at his question. "Well, y-you were trying to leave wh-when you're supposed to dress me," I answer.
He chuckles at me, stepping closer and grabbing my chin. He leans in and kisses me, dominantly and harshly.
"I think you're forgetting who's in charge here, pretty girl," he says when he pulls away and grabs some underwear from my dresser.
"I am in charge, sir. Not you," I sass again.
"Uh huh, you keep telling yourself that, love."
As he slides my underwear onto my legs, I roll my eyes at him... just kidding, I'm too scared to do that but imagine I did.
"I have to go work with Kaz today. Will you be alright?," Alek asks.
I frown at his words, not wanting him to leave me, but I quickly cover it up with a smile. "Yep! I w-was thinking of hanging with Gio and N-Nico, so I can get t-to know them more."
"Okay, baby. Just tell me if you're leaving the house and be a good girl for me, okay?"
"Okay, I will," I say back.
Alek finishes dressing me, helps me picks out jewelry and leaves, giving me quick kiss on the lips.
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