Princess Jules

[starless_sky]

Life was good around Lucis for all but the king. Sure, he had a nice life, more than comfortable. He was successful, had many friends, he had a family... but he felt loveless. His wife, Liz, was a heartless person with a void where her soul should be. Noctis regretted her deeply but at the same time he couldn't say it was a total waste because he got Jules out of it.

Juliet. His little princess, the light of his life. The only decent thing Liz ever did was make her. For that... he couldn't bring himself to throw her out. She gave him a child. He could just ignore her and let her drink herself into a stupor while he raised Jules mostly by himself. He could just hope maybe Liz left or ended her own life accidentally drinking and drowning in the bath. Then it could just be him and Jules... Wishful thinking wasn't a crime. Jules made him want to be a better man... he wanted to be a better man for her. Not in spite of Liz but for their daughter. A better man... to their daughter. The way that hit was less and less awkward to him as the years passed. 

He'd gotten a call today to go check on his wife. She was strung out or something. Again. So he'd gone upstairs to go find her. He'd either find her dead or passed out. This was routine at this point and the castle staff was descrete about it. Unfortunately, it was the latter today, Liz was just unconscious. He put her into bed and was grateful Jules wasn't home to see this. Thank goodness it was a school day. 

Jules was still living at home by his rule. He had an apartment at her age but as an omega... he couldn't allow it. She was too vulnerable, the world was a scary place for omegas, especially one as desirable as her. He knew it was limiting but... he had to protect her. The thought of another alpha touching her... he got violent ideas. He headed out of his room and down their hall when he smelled it. The scent of an omega. He hadn't smelled it in ages, most of his staff were bonded after all and Liz offered no pheromones at all. But that...

It wasn't just an omega, an omega in heat. In his suite. 

Jules. 

He hurried to her room. The door was ajar and as he drew closer the scent got stronger. He stepped in. 

"Jules? Honey? Are you okay?" had she brought herself home from school? Had she not gone today? The scent was strong, it was making him salivate. He felt himself grow hard in his pants. 

"Sweetie..." he stepped into the room. "It's okay, it's me, it's daddy. Can you sit up? Can you talk to me?" 

 

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[starless_sky]

Liz, had been informed by her current staff friend. She'd been less than enthused but had come to greet Jules with fake support.

"Oh, by baby it's your big day! An omega at last!" she hugged Jules so the staff smiled then left. "Now you can be the whore you were born to be." she spoke into her daughter's ear. "Maybe you can start by making the rounds here in the palace. See who would want to fuck an ugly little boy like you. Go on. Go. Don't bother changing clothes, you won't need them long." she cackled.

If Jules protested or stepped away then came the slap. Hard and leaving a red hand print on her face.
"You're disrespect me, slut? If you stay home today you'd better stay in this room. Don't embarrass me by coming out."

And she'd left like that. Then Noctis appeared and he could tell right away it was as he feared. He'd thought about this for a long time but never decided what he wanted to do, how he wanted to approach this.

"You're right it is..." her nightgown was a hell of a sight. It was thin, lacy, clung to her in the right spots and her nipples were clearly hard through it. Plus her sheet around her waist, clearly she was naked from the waist down. Seeing her it went straight to his cock.

He crossed the room to sit on the edge of her bed. "Do you want me to call the doctor?" she seemed to be a bit more intense than he'd expected. This heat was aggressive just judging by her face.

[littlelupus]

Jules drew in a ragged breath, tracking his movement as he drew closer to her. Her gaze, a little too heated. Lingering on her Father as he came to sit on the bed. Some part of her knew she should make an attempt to cover herself. Shift an arm so that he wouldn’t see her body’s response to him being here. There were always a good many things she shouldn’t do, think or feel when she was with him, but if she’d not been able to rid her mind of them before her Heat? How could she possibly think to do it now?

She shouldn’t have felt the sting of rejection at his offer to call the Doctor, but couldn’t deny that she felt it all the same. Jules’ shoulders hunching, almost in a visible recoil. Her delicate fingers curled around the soft sheets as she tried and failed to keep the confusion and desire from warring across her features. Her hazel gaze dipping to his legs, trailing up to the prominent bulge in his lap.

She looked up, almost too quickly. As if she could pretend she hadn’t seen it. Her mind swirling with a million questions but Jules too unsure of herself to ask a single one.

“No Doctor.” She doubted one could do anything to help anyway and this was normal wasn’t it? Expected. It was nothing Omegas hadn’t been through a thousand times before. “I can…” She swallowed hair, her actions a contradiction to her words. “Handle it.”

[starless_sky]

"No? Jules... We need to make sure it's okay..." he didn't sound his dominant self. He felt weaker but there was nothing a doctor could tell him he didn't already know. She sagged a little which indicated... What, that she was disappointed? Did she... Was she unhappy he was here? This had to be embarrassing.

But she looked him up and down. She looked at his groin and he knew this was all coming to a head. Every time he'd held her hand under the table. Every time they'd watch movies and he'd put his hand on her leg or maybe spoon her. The time they almost kissed. The time after that they almost kissed again. She looked delicious in her nightgown. Half naked with hard nipples pointing through the thin fabric. If it was time he was more than ready.

He smirked when she swallowed hair. She was trying so hard to be mature. He sat on her bed. "No, baby girl... You can't." he tucked that hair behind her ear. Taking her face in both hands afterward he kissed her, timidly at first, then harder, more sure of himself. That kiss led to another and another.

He laid her back in the pillows. He kissed the corner of her mouth, her cheek, her neck, across her throat.
"Daddy is going to help you through this, Juliet. It's time."

He sat up and tossed off his blazer. He dipped back in, took her jaw in his hands and kissed her hard enough to suck her breath away. Then again. He was painfully hard now.

"Daddy's here, Daddy's got you." he slid her nightgown up over her hips. "I need to see you... All of you."he pushed it up over her head, peeling the nightgown away and tossing it. When that was done he just stared at her.

[littlelupus]

To Jules a Doctor meant suppressants, something to make this thing she was feeling go away. In her mind it meant he didn’t want her to be in Heat. Or any number of false assumptions that were swirling around in her head, fueled no doubt, by her mother’s pernicious words. She was disappointed, only not for the reasons he thought, but because in wanting a Doctor she though perhaps the things she’d been thinking and feeling had all been in her head.

He barely allowed her too long to spiralin those thoughts before he was sweeping her hair out of the way. His large hands cupped her cheeks, drawing her closer until she felt the warm press of his lips. She was almost certain that she’d imagined it. Too stunned by the line they’d teased disappearing that she barely reacted at first. It was soft, sweet. Everything a kiss should be, Jules’ thoughts struggling to unjumble in her head, even as her lips gently puckered against his.

As his mouth grew more insistent, Jules’ fingers unfurled from the sheet pooled at her waist. Tentatively reaching for him as they gathered fists full of his shirt instead. He smelled both familiar and yet different in a way she’d never experienced before. Like he was made to be everything she wanted. Destined to be her favorite scent. He always had been of course, but now it was intoxicating. Doing things to her body as she breathed him in.

She barely knew that he was laying her back until her head hit the pillow. A soft whimper spilling past her lips as his mouth carved a path across her cheek and down her neck. Her skin blazed with heat in the wake of his touch. Heart hammering against her ribcage as he sat up to rid himself of his blazer. She heard his words. Thought she knew what he meant but still, wasn’t entirely sure it wasn’t in her head. That the rug wouldn’t be pulled the moment she allowed herself to completely believe.

When he kissed her again, though, he was sucking all that doubt and nervous energy from her body. Searing her with a kiss that was full of more passion that she’d ever seen him show her mother in all the years they’d been together

“Daddy.” He stole the last of her breath with that one word. Jules’ arms lifting above her head to allow him to remove her nightgown. Stripping her bare, the sheet barely covering her waist. His gaze, like a physical touch as he drank her in.

Her stomach did a slow hard flip as Jules shuddered beneath the surveyance of her body. The nerves he’d managed to shatter, starting to reform under the intensity of his stare. It wasn’t the first time she thought she’d seen him looking at her this way, but something had changed. He was no longer hiding the fact that he was and she was no longer concealing the truth; that she wanted him to.

He said he wanted to see all of her, though. Yet the sheet that kept her partially modest still kept her hidden from view. It took all the nerve she had to reach for it. Pulling it aside so there was nothing of her that he couldn’t now see. Her legs parting, just enough to show him that this was what she so desperately wanted.

“Is this…” Her chest shuddering as she exhaled. “Okay, Daddy?”

[starless_sky]

To Noctis, it meant she had a choice. She wasn't forced to take any alpha that happened along. She didn't have to say yes to him. So the fact that she seemed amenable... well it may still be the heat talking though he didn't believe that for a moment. He knew they were headed toward this, it was just a matter of time. He just wanted to be sure that this wouldn't cause regrets for her. He wouldn't regret her for the rest of his days but...

She deserved someone more... her age. And not her father but at the same time, the crop of alphas her age were no match for him. He'd never be happy letting her marry one of the chumps who came knocking asking for her hand, presumptuous and entitled. He was glad to send them away.

It thrilled him when she called him Daddy, sent a shiver through him. He knew it was wrong but it felt right too. He had longed for this moment when he could sink his teeth into her both literally and figuratively. He'd never felt like this for any omega, never in his life. He needed her, if she felt even half of what he felt for her he'd make this a done deal.

Her nightgown came off and it wasn't really like looking at his child, though it was. He was looking at her as a woman too. He hadn't seen her naked in years. She felt like new but also like his specifically. She was meant to be his, the way she looked at him dispelled all doubts. She was hungry the way he was, not just for this moment, but long term.

"It's more than okay baby." he watched her spread her legs, looked at the gleaming wetness as she opened herself to him. The scent of sex hit him and he knew he had to get into her. He licked his lips.

"It's necessary. Just relax now... deep breaths... try to keep your voice down." he pushed her legs farther apart as he dipped down, his cheek brushing against her thigh as he dipped his tongue between her wet lips. He moaned in pleasure, licking her long and slow.

[littlelupus]

There was never going to be anyone else though, not for Juliet. From the moment she’d been born, she’d been her father’s special girl. He was the only one she’d ever looked at. The only one that she wanted to be around and whether they acknowledged it or not, both of them knew deep down that they’d been leading to this for a long time. It was in every lingering touch. The way they held each other while watching movies. The way their bodies brushed against each other when he held her in his arms; The subtle grind, the obvious bulge. The parts of themselves they couldn’t deny yet forced themselves never to act on.

Nobody her age would have been enough for Jules. Nobody older would have come close to her Father. It didn’t matter that there were a million reasons why this both couldn’t and shouldn’t be. She didn’t care that once this line was crossed, it would change the trajectory of her life forever. She always wanted it to be him, she just hadn’t dared to hope that it would be until now.

She felt the nervous energy swirl her stomach as he drank in her naked body. Jules swallowing hard as she saw his gaze flash with desire and she understood, this was really happening. She tried to relax, but she felt so exposed it was hard for her to do so. Jules’ legs parting wider in response to his urging, not entirely sure what to expect.

But then he dipped his head, his warm breath skimming her thighs as Jules head sunk back into her pillows. Her hand barely having the time to cover her mouth before his tongue slipped past her slick folds. “Daddy.” Her voice was more breath than barely as she arched her back against the mattress. Her bare feet pressing against his body as he moaned against her wet lips.

She’d touched herself before, of course, she had but it was nothing quite like this. The fantasy of her father tasting her, not even close to the pleasure he gave her. Jules pushed her fingers through her hair, teeth sinking into her lower lip as she tried to do exactly what he told her. Desperate to be quiet, not for fear of being caught, but for fear that he might stop.

[starless_sky]

The same could be said for him. Since her birth Jules was the number one female in his life. She's all that mattered not just as his precious daughter and his heir but over time... His ideal. She was beautiful, soft, charming, smart, driven, and knew how to make him laugh with just a look. He could say anything to her. She understood him. Perhaps because they were father and daughter.

The face that didn't stop either if them felt like further proof. The way they'd hold hands and whisper together, the way they'd snuggle and spoon when watching movies, she could get him hard without trying. He'd never had passion for anyone like that. Thinking of Liz made him soft. He used it when he had Jules on his mind.

Over time it stopped feeling wrong. It started feeling like what they both needed and what they'd just have to work through. All couples had their hardships. He could never openly have her. He couldn't marry her. They had to stay secret but that worked. It was a small price to pay for being happy.

Watching her body felt like he was in a dream. He'd imagined this moment plenty of times, imagined her naked most days. Seeing her now made him feel possessive. She was his, her body belonged to him as her father but she freely gave it to him as a man. The way she opened her legs said it all, allowing him power in her vulnerability.

The rest... Well he'd never had an omega before. He'd heard they were superior to betas but he'd had no idea. He'd smelled them his whole life and some had even smelled good but Jules? Jules was his flavor. Designed for him. Enough that he moaned against her lips again. His tongue slid between them, he lapped up her slick and licked her clitoris. More than just delicious, her flavor commanded his body to respond. His cock felt even harder, aching now to be free. He reached down to open his belt and pants to release his heavy erection.

Then his hands held her thighs and he plunged his tongue inside her. His beautiful young virgin girl would feel daddy's tongue inside her, swirling around eagerly licking her. He was surprised how wet she was. Whatever he swallowed was replaced immediately and tasted even sweeter. He was made for this. He was an alpha. He liked to fuck omegas. He was made for omegas. For this omega. Life with Liz deprived him of that simple understanding. No longer.

He pulled his tongue out of her pussy and moved up to her clit. He loved eating pussy. He was great at it. He was guilty of it with Liz now and again. He could make this good for his baby girl. He wrapped his lips around her clit. Puckering his lips like he was sucking juice from a fruit he could suck her clit.

While he did that... His hand moved from her thigh. His fingers brushed her lips under his chin. She was so wet it was easy. Two fingers slid into her with little struggle. He bent them at the knuckles and pumped his hand rhythmically. To give her the sensation of being fucked.