Chapter 771: Chapter 771 - Leia’s strength and desire
Several hours later, Erik awoke once more. He’d fallen asleep with his back against the wall, meaning he was still sitting half-upright.
Yawning, he looked around with sleepy eyes, quickly noticing both girls were still in the room with him. Naeku, asleep in his arms, and Leia, sitting at the foot end of the bed, arms wrapped around her knees, and looking him at somewhat anxiously.
Raising an eyebrow, Erik wondered if he’d pushed things too far last night. Although he enjoyed pushing the boundaries of acceptability, he never wanted to cross them.
Yet, a quick check of his bond with her, and a short conversation with his beautiful psych expert—Elora—quickly brought him to a different conclusion.
During this time, Erik and Leia stared at each other in mostly silence, but it only lasted a few seconds. Finally, Erik smiled gently at her. "Good morning, Leia."
Instantly, all anxiety melted from her face, and a bright smile split Leia’s face. "Good morning, Daddy!" she cooed, quickly unwrapping her arms from her knees and kneeling on the bed instead. She was still naked, but had no shame showing off her body to him.
"Any regrets about last night?" Erik asked curiously, despite already somewhat knowing the answer. "I know you enjoyed it at the time, but I was pretty rough on you."
She blushed shyly and looked away. "I— N— No, not exactly... I— I’m not sure why, but I enjoyed your mean side. It’s just..."
"You were afraid I’d be mean all the time now," Erik finished her sentence, smirking lightly.
Pouting, Leia nodded, now looking at him again.
"No need to be afraid of that," Erik chuckled encouragingly. "Part of the reason I can successfully satisfy several women, is by accurately determining what they want out of sex, deep down inside."
Leia listened to him attentively, eyes sparkling with awe and curiosity.
Of course, what he said was partially bullshit and just meant to inflate his image in her mind. Truthfully, there was a lot of trial and error involved, and frankly, at least half of his insights came from Elora, rather than himself. Still, he had Elora’s permission to show off her work as his own, so why muddle things with something as banal as the truth?
"So... what do I want?" she asked curiously, with no doubt in her mind that he was telling the truth. She was obviously still confused about and discovering her true sexual desires after repressing them for most of her life.
"Come here," Erik ordered, rather than answering, as he beckoned her with his free hand—the other still being occupied by Naeku.
Unafraid and a little excited—almost like a puppy—she quickly crawled closer to him. Once she was kneeling next to him, Erik gently cupped her cheek and pulled her into a kiss. Instantly, a shiver of pleasure travelled through Leia spine—not just from the kiss, but something else as well.
After he pulled back, leaving Leia panting lightly and wanting more, he looked at her sternly, his hand still gently cupping her cheek.
"You want to please," he explained, putting a lot of weight into his voice to show her he was serious. "But not just that. You want to please, so that you can earn the right to be treated gently. You like when I’m mean, because then when I’m gentle, you feel a rush... Like you’ve earned it."
Leia’s eyes widened. "I— That— That s— sounds..." Collecting her thoughts, she started to pout. "Isn’t that... a little pathetic? Was I always this way?" She instinctively leaned a little more into his touch.
"Perhaps not," Erik answered calmly. "I think you always had a desire to please, but then when that desire clashed with your desire to stay surrounded by the people you care about—the people you wanted to please—it might have broken something inside you."
Leia looked at him with the eyes of a lost puppy, desperate for someone to make sense of her jumbled mind.
Erik cocked his head lightly and continued. "Defying your parent’s wishes caused them to stop treating you gently... so now your subconscious thinks you need to please me when I’m mean, in order to earn kindness. It’s not exactly true, but it’s what you believe deep down."
Leia pouted, clearly still not very happy with this part of herself.
"As for whether it’s pathetic..." Erik continued, smirking slightly. "It’s certainly not the strongest of personality traits, but... I don’t think you’re weak or pathetic."
At first only getting more depressed, Leia quickly perked up at his last statement. "Really?!" she asked excitedly, her grin returning, before quickly retreating again. "But... But why?"
Erik shrugged, as if the answer was obvious. "Because you didn’t give in to your parent’s wishes. Clearly, you want to please, and you have a not particularly healthy need to earn people’s kindness... but you have a line. The fact you still have the strength to draw that line, even in the face of your other traits, is not what I would call pathetic or weak."
"I... I see," Leia muttered, seemingly enlightened, and a little relieved. Quickly, her bright smile returned. "I like that! Thank you, Daddy!"
"Hehe, good," Erik chuckled, his hand on her cheek suddenly finding her way to Leia’s throat, where he lightly choked her. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t try to stop him.
"Frankly, Leia," Erik continued, grinning. "I like you just a little broken. Will you stay just the way you are for me? If so, then last night was just a test run..." Before she could answer, he released her throat again, his grin disappearing. "If not, then I’ll understand. You have several loved ones, who I don’t doubt would jump at the chance to help you work on yourself, my mother, and perhaps even myself, included."
Leia’s breath hitched, despite her freed oesophagus. Thinking back to last night, she couldn’t stop her legs from rubbing against each other. An important decision stood before her. Would she try to change parts of herself she wasn’t entirely happy with, or would she revel in them for the pleasure of her new Daddy and, frankly, her own pleasure as well?
She thought back to Erik’s previous words. Was this a line she wanted to draw?
After a few moments, her slightly trembling hands grasped Erik’s free hand. She gulped slightly, before stammering her answer. "I, uhm... I think that... working on myself... would be best..."
Erik sighed inwardly, but then, Leia suddenly grinned lustfully and pressed his hand around her throat again. "B— But screw that! Last night felt amazing, and that feeling when you woke up and treated me gently was like nothing I’ve felt before! If— If this Chapter of my life was temporary, then... then perhaps I would choose to work on myself..."
She pressed his hand tighter around her throat, and Erik grinned as he helped a little. "But it’s... it’s not, Daddy..." she wheezed through his grip, her body trembling. "I— I’m yours... forever... and I... want to be... a little broken... for you..."