Deckard Shaw (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
about2knowme) wrote2016-08-08 11:27 am
about2knowme) wrote2016-08-08 11:27 am
A New Toy [locked to ammapreaker]
Despite the few drinks he'd had, Deckard Shaw was still able to cross the hotel suite's expansive living room silently, and so had the woman trailing behind him. He stopped just outside the bedroom door and took a deep breath, straightening himself up and telling his companion to stay out of sight until the door opened again.
While life with his "daughter" Amma was anything but dull or predictable, and while she was an absolute dynamo in bed compared to any woman that Deckard had ever known, of any age, that didn't mean the two of them were opposed to spicing things up a little from time to time. This particular outing was a first. He and the Amma had discussed the scenario before, but his little girl had no idea that when Deckard had left for his work meeting a few hours ago, he was intending to bring home a present for Amma.
That present took the form of a young woman in her early twenties that Deckard had no trouble picking up in the hotel bar not long before. After a couple of drinks, he'd been able to assess the woman as being a perfect candidate for his plans-- sexually adventurous, but decidedly submissive, and more than open to anything Deckard had in mind.
He knocked on the bedroom door and stuck his head inside.
"Amma, sweetheart? Daddy's back. And he's got a present, if you've been a good girl."
[OOC: Let me know if this works. I left the description for the other girl vague in case you wanted to fill in those details.]
While life with his "daughter" Amma was anything but dull or predictable, and while she was an absolute dynamo in bed compared to any woman that Deckard had ever known, of any age, that didn't mean the two of them were opposed to spicing things up a little from time to time. This particular outing was a first. He and the Amma had discussed the scenario before, but his little girl had no idea that when Deckard had left for his work meeting a few hours ago, he was intending to bring home a present for Amma.
That present took the form of a young woman in her early twenties that Deckard had no trouble picking up in the hotel bar not long before. After a couple of drinks, he'd been able to assess the woman as being a perfect candidate for his plans-- sexually adventurous, but decidedly submissive, and more than open to anything Deckard had in mind.
He knocked on the bedroom door and stuck his head inside.
"Amma, sweetheart? Daddy's back. And he's got a present, if you've been a good girl."
[OOC: Let me know if this works. I left the description for the other girl vague in case you wanted to fill in those details.]
Wrap?
Amma had been awake enough to watch Deckard move the woman; the simple act still causing her mouth to twitch. He always cleaned up the messes and that was what she knew he was doing, but it didn't mean that she didn't silently ache for him to return to the bed faster. His large solid body sliding up behind her with the arm holding her near and tight, was exactly what she needed.
"Thanks daddy." She whispered, not entirely sure or caring if he heard. Her slender hand sliding over his communicated the gesture.
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