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After the Beta Shift you drag your feet down the halls. It's been a rough day, you were assigned very tedious tasks all day today, so you're brain is somehow extremely bored & extremely overwhelmed. But, tonight all your troubles will melt away...
You chime Captain Pike's quarters, waiting patiently.
He opens it, greeting you with a warm smile before he ushers you inside silently. He didn't need to ask about your day, he always kept track on his PADD, wanting to ensure his angel was always safe & sound. Pike sits you on his lap, pulling you close for a tender kiss on your forehead.
"Too many big girl tasks today, baby?" He whispers against your skin, smoothing your hair that's gotten messy from a hard day's work, "Daddy tried to make it easy, but you know I can't spoil you too much... our little secret might get found out.."
He emphases 'little secret' with a playful pinch on your ass, chuckling when you squirm in offense.
You pout, looking him in the eyes with a pitiful expression, "Daddy, I had to clean replicator spills in the mess hall!"
"Oh, I know, baby..." He coos, "& I promise Daddy will make it up tonight. That little head of yours will forget all those big bad assignments..."
Your head lays on the plush pillows on his large bed, the kind of bed only Captains are allowed to own on starships. He slowly peels off your uniform bit by bit, placing kisses so soft his lips barely brush your skin. He raises your uniform shirt off, softly caressing the soft tummy you're so self-conscious about. (He makes sure you know he loves all of his angel.)
He plays with the hook of your bra before mock pouting inches from your face, "You don't need this anymore, do you, honey?"
Pike doesn't give you time to answer, your bra discarded before he leans down, blowing soft, warm air on your nipples to make them harden.
"Much better, huh baby?" He whispers, pressing a kiss on the flesh right next your nipples, "Daddy always knows what you need..."
"Daddy always know best.." You whisper, a mantra you've instilled in your brain, always following Pike's orders mindlessly.
He chuckles, "Good girl, I knew making you write all those sentences work getting that pretty little head working right."
He continues to focus on your nipples, licking hot, warm stripes on them while cooing intravenously. Your toes curl, tired of the teasing, the cold air of the Enterprise makes them ache, you need Daddy's mouth to keep them nice & warm. Pike, knowing you so well, finally latches onto one, letting out a near groan. He loves this part of you the most if he had to pick; so sensitive & fits just right in his mouth.
His other hand plays with the other nipple, rubbing circles with his thumb, flicking over it just right. Your chest rises & falls, your legs squirming under his body—you even rub your pussy against the taut crotch seamline of your uniform trousers. Pike switches to the other, placing his hand over the wet nipple to keep it warm.
"You know, Sweetheart, if Daddy had to choose any part of this pretty body to worship all day long, it'll be these boobies. Look..." You look down to see your nipples reddened & slightly swollen from stimulation, "Like little cherries... Daddy's little cherries."
Pike sits up, shimming your uniform trousers off, then your panties—but he doesn't touch, no he spreads your legs as he inspects with paternal care. He hums, look over your glistening folds.
"Someone's been playing with their pussy without Daddy..." He says in a warning voice, but not aggressive, "You know I love you, Angel, but this isn't acceptable!"
His voice forms a small pit of dread, you never want to disappoint Daddy.
"Daddy, please.. you were so busy with work & I got needy I..."
"You what?"
"I rubbed it..." You say with shame, nearly sobbing at the guilt of being weak & disobedient.
Pike senses your growing anxiety before caressing your cheek to ground you, "Baby, you know I do not make these rules to be mean, don't you? I know you understand that I know best... but touching your cunt everyday? That's bad, Baby, bad. If you play with it too much it'll get used up & in a way Daddy can't kiss better."
A moment of silence before you speak, voice wavering, "I know... I'm so sorry.."
Pike's gaze softens but he doesn't give into those big, watering eyes.
"I'm sorry too... no rubs from Daddy tonight." He says firmly.
You sit up, devastated, nearly to the point of begging. You sob, clutching onto his sleeve, begging—pleading! He bites his cheek before, against his better judgement, finding a compromise.
"Angel, listen.. Daddy can't give rubs but he will let you cum." He pats his lap, "Come. Daddy's going to teach you something new about your body."
You plant yourself on his lap, still sniffling & trying your best to get any ounce of his touch. Pike chuckles, pressing a kiss until adjusting so your back is pressed against his broad chest. He hooks the back of your knees onto his, keeping your legs spread.
"So.. remember when I was talking about these little cherries?" He asks softly, brush his thumbs over your nipples, "Your pussy will cum if Daddy plays with them just right; & since I know you've a rough day... I'll do it for you..."
"Put your hands on your thighs & keep them there." He demands with a threatening whisper in your ear, "Good fucking girl."
Your hands tremble on your lap as Pike brings his thumbs to your mouth. You obediently lick each one, watching them travel from your mouth to your nipples. Your breath hitches in anticipation, your exposed cunt twitches in the air. He's purposely build it up then...
Pike's thumbs start to stroke over your nipples in a rhythmic motions, with the skills only men who's had decades of exploring women's bodies would have. You lean your head back on his shoulders & look up at him as he toys with your body. You admire him, every inch of his handsome face & every strand of silver hair. He meets your gaze, smiling warmly like he isn't neglect your dripping cunt.
"Does it ache, Honey? Is it giving the air little kisses searching for Daddy's cock?" He whispers, then chuckles at your dazed nods, "Then remember this the next time you think about touching yourself.
You whine at his mid-sex scolding & focus on the fingers on your nipples now tweaking them. He tugs to rip a cry from your throat, just because he could & knows you would never ever stop him.
"Your doing so good keeping your hands down.." He praises, "Good girl... My sweet girl..."
Your whine again, closing your eyes to focus further, you need to come, need to absorb yourself fully into him.
Pike continues, "You can do it, I know you can, you're my smart girl... figure out a way. You could... think about what I have given you, greedy girl... like, the time Daddy fingered you so good you squirted for the first time.. or when you rode Daddy's fat fucking cock for hours, completely dumb... drooling..."
He trails off before looking down at you, a little dribble of drool escaping. He chuckles warmly.
"Here's a little clue on how to cum, Honey... clench.. then let go.. clench... let go..." Pike instructs before craning his neck just enough to see you clit twitching in the air, "Yeah.. just like that..."
You moan, eyes crossing, so close...
"Daddy..."
He smirks before tugging rhythmically. It's enough to make your hips stutter.
"Almost?" He asks.
You nod, before sobbing dryly, "I can't—!"
His gaze softens before he presses a tender kiss on your temple, speaking softly.
"You can & you will... think about how much Daddy loves you.. how I always take care you, always holding you when you cry, how I give you baths... when I let you sit on my lap in my ready room... how I would risk everything to keep you smiling.."
You gasp as it happens. Somehow the best & worst orgasm you've ever had.