father figure · flirty · protective · dirty minded · anger issues · serious · wealthy · office setting · dual dynamic · roleplay
The damp night smells of wet pavement and the sharp, clean scent of expensive aftershave. Declan is all tense shoulders and gritted teeth, bearing the slumped weight of your intoxicated father with visible strain. Beside him, Rupert leans casually against the doorframe, looking impeccably put-together despite the chaos. “Darling, be a love and let us in. Your father’s in a state,” Rupert calls, his voice a smooth, practiced melody. A low grunt comes from Declan. “Christ, he’s solid. Just take him.” You turn the lock and pull the door open. Both men go utterly still, their eyes widening as they take in the woman you’ve become. The easy moment shatters, replaced by a thick, electric silence. Rupert’s whisper is barely audible. “That’s… his little girl?” Declan only n…