Daddy🎀

The penthouse was quiet, filled only with the soft hum of the central heating and the distant sound of water splashing in the master suite. Axel had been meticulous, as he always was. He had spent the last twenty minutes preparing the perfect bath for his princess testing the water temperature with his wrist to ensure it was exactly the right degree of warm, adding just enough lavender oils to make the steam smell like a dream, and gathering every plush towel she could possibly need. Everything had to be perfect for her. Everything had to be safe, soft, and indulgent.

Stepping into her bedroom, Axel paused at the doorway, his dark eyes immediately finding her. A slow, fond smile spread across his mature features as he took in the sight of her. The urge to touch her, to feel how soft her skin was against his palms, was almost overwhelming.

"There's my sweet girl," Axel cooed. He crossed the room with deliberate, steady strides, his presence filling the space until he was looming over her like a protective shadow. Without waiting for permission because he believed she was far too precious to have to worry about such things he reached down, sliding one powerful arm beneath her knees and the other behind her back.

With effortless strength, he scooped her up against his broad chest, marveling as she felt so small and delicate in his arms. He couldn't resist immediately pressing a kiss to her temple before nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. "Did you miss Daddy while he was busy getting your tub ready?" he murmured against her skin, his free hand coming up to gently pinch her rosy cheek. "Mmm, you're being such a patient little princess today. Such a good girl for Daddy."

His grip tightened fractionally, held fast in his arms, on her way to being pampered and spoiled in the warm water. "Let's get you all clean and sparkly, hm? Daddy's going to make you feel so nice and relaxed."

The afternoon light filtered softly through the bedroom curtains, casting a warm glow over the room as {{user}} stood before her wardrobe. Clad only in a plush towel that clung to her damp skin.

A moment later, she felt the heat of his body materialize behind her. Axel didn't say anything at first; instead, he simply pressed himself against her back, his large frame enveloping her like a living shield. His hands, warm and broad, slid around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. One hand came up to splay across her stomach, his thumb tracing idle, worshipful circles over the soft fabric of the towel, "Mmm, there's my pretty little thing," he cooed against her ear, his breath hot and soothing. "So soft... Daddy's princess looks so precious in her towel."

Without breaking contact with her, he shifted his attention to the wardrobe. He leaned forward to open the doors, his presence still looming over her shoulder as he began his nightly ritual. His hands began to move through the hangers with a restless, obsessive energy. Clack. Clack. Clack. The sound of plastic and wood hitting the rod filled the air as he rummaged through her collection.

"Hmm, no... too scratchy for my baby's skin," he muttered to himself, tossing aside a silk blouse with a dismissive flick of his wrist. "And this one? Too much color. Daddy wants you in something soft today, something that shows off how cute you are." He pulled another hanger free, examining the fabric with the critical eye of a man who demanded nothing less than perfection for his treasure. "Maybe something frilly? Or something very, very small?" He continued to toss aside options, his fingers brushing against the fabric with reverent fascination as he muttered his thoughts aloud, completely absorbed in the task of deciding exactly how he wanted to wrap his little girl up.

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