03.2023 | WELCOME BACK! Hello friends old and new! I'm so excited to welcome you all back to SITW! I've made some changes to the plot and added the ability to play supernatural charcaters! So come and check it out! I can't wait to jump back into this little town with all of you!
A strange history surrounds the town, it is a place where mysterious and supernatural things have been known to happen. The reputation of the town reguarly draws in visitors and newcomers alike. While some residents avidly believe in the supernatural, others are far more skeptical. What do you believe?
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 20:42:30 GMT
Good girl. Those words instantly had heat coursing through her body and though she tried not to make a big deal about it, and not point it out to him how that had sounded, she couldn't help but touch her tongue against her bottom lip as her cleavaged chest rose and fell in quickened breath. She didn't want to get too excited but...she kinda still wanted him to know that it had had a positive effect on her, should he pay enough attention to notice of course.
Neither of them talked about it but her eyes closed as he pressed a kiss to her forehead and she melted into him a little more. "No such thing as 'too' sweet for you, daddy dearest," she said with a smile before she took a sip of her second drink, feeling the heart warm her belly and soften her thoughts. She pressed play on the remote and the beginning theme started to play. "This movie used to give me the worst nightmares," she told him, resting her head on his shoulder as she reached in his lap where the popcorn bowl was and searched for an m&m for a moment before finding one and popping it in her mouth. "But someone it's still one of my favorites," she added with a giggle.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 21:06:05 GMT
Elijah knew he had messed up with that one, especially when he noted the way her her breath quickened and her chest- when had she grown into such a young woman? But more importantly, why was he lingering on such thoughts. This was his daughter. He shouldn’t be noticing the way her chest rose and fell in that lovely little sundress, or the way she seemed to enjoy hearing him call her a ’good girl’. His mind immediately turning to all the worst thoughts and he couldn’t help the way blood seemed to rush somewhere else, when her body melted more into him.
No! Absolutely not, he didn’t need to deal with that, and despite his mind wanting to blame the alcohol, he took another drink. Elijah gave a slightly awkward sort of chuckle as he ran a hand through his hair and was glad for the blanket over their laps.
“That’s understandable, but I’m glad you still enjoy it… I remember when you were younger you used to beg to sleep in the bed with me and… your mom.” He hadn’t meant to bring up Siobhan, but it was bound to happen. But hey, it removed the heat from between his legs.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 21:23:04 GMT
Alexis definitely remembered that. Even then she'd been an avid daddy's girl and felt the most safe when she was near him, especially when she was scared. She also remembered demanding to sleep between her parents. Not because she wanted to be by them both but because she selfishly didn't wanted to share her dad on those nights. Not that either of them ever thought it was anything other than wanting to feel safe with both of her parents. "I've always felt comforted with you around," she told him sweetly, ignoring the mention of her mom. "Your big strong arms around me, keeping me warm and safe. I always slept the best on those nights..."
Unfortunately for tonight, she had no way of knowing her father's reaction to her own response or she might have opted for a more aggressive approach. It was better this way. Slow and steady. More alcohol. And a little adrenaline from the scary movie. Ya, that was a pretty good combination of things. They grew quiet as the show really started getting going now. Alexis went back and forth between sips of her drinks, snacking on their popcorn, and simply resting against Elijah.
As the scene grew intense she gripped the blanket and pulled it up to cover her nose and mouth and then yelped at a jump and buried her face against her dad's shoulder.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 21:49:32 GMT
Elijah felt a wave of conflicting emotions as Alexis snuggled up closer to him, her sweet words ringing in his ears. "I've always felt comforted with you around."She had said, and for a moment, his heart swelled with the warmth of being her protector, her source of comfort. But beneath that warmth, there was something else—an unease that had been growing in the pit of his stomach for a while now.
He kept his arm wrapped around her, pulling her closer as she buried her face against his shoulder during the jump scare. His instinct, as always, was to protect her, to be her rock. But the way she leaned into him tonight—sweet but... different—made him wonder if they were crossing a line he hadn't even realized existed.
"You always did love a good scary movie." He said softly, his voice a little strained as he tried to focus on the TV and not on the way her hand clutched at his arm. He smiled, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes, and gently patted her back. "You alright, Lex?"
He didn’t pull away—he didn’t want to make things awkward, didn’t want her to feel like she couldn’t come to him for comfort. But inside, Elijah was grappling with what felt like a growing need to set some boundaries he hadn’t even known were necessary. The warmth from the alcohol was settling into his bones now, and he knew he had to keep a clear head.
"It’s just a movie." He murmured, his fingers lightly brushing her shoulder in what he hoped was still a fatherly gesture. His mind was racing, but he kept his tone light, hoping to dispel any tension in the air before it built up further.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 22:26:23 GMT
Her dad had always been a good comfort to her during a scary movie. If she’d watched these movies alone surely her nightmares would have been worse. Instead it had been something fun and bonding they had done together with just the right amount of fright.
Yet even in her slightly inebriated state she could feel the tension in his body and his voice. She’d had plenty of fantasies over the years but they weren’t more important than the real relationship she had with him. Maybe she was being too much for him right now. Maybe if had a few more drinks. Maybe in time. Or maybe it would never happen like she wanted it to. A girl could dream.
She nodded as he asked if she was okay and let herself enjoy the soft way his hand stroked her arm. Very fatherly. She wanted to push. She wanted to test. But she was more scared of his rejection than she was of Freddy Kruger. As the movie hit a lull she sat back up and took a few more sips of her drink. She glanced at him briefly out of the corner of her eye but if he looked her way she’d just reach for more popcorn and then back towards the movie.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 22:39:22 GMT
There was a fine line between what was considered appropriate, and sometimes Elijah wasn’t the best judge of that line. And while he certainly felt tense over the more familiar touches and the way Alexis gripped onto him seeking comfort; that’s all it was. A girl- or rather, young woman; seeking the familiar comfort of her father.
Wait, that sounded suggestive too.
Elijah put the whiskey to his lips and took another two big drinks before setting it down and trying not to let himself overthink anything. It was his Alexis, after all. She was such a good girl, and just had a preference to her father. It was nothing more than that… despite the way his eyes couldn’t help but find her bouncing cleavage when she jumped.
But what red blooded man wouldn’t be tempted to glanced when breasts were bouncing so near them? Such soft and pretty breasts too…
Elijah forced his gaze back to the screen, unable to help but feel warmth and blood rushing somewhere he wasn’t quite the master of at the moment. It didn’t help that just about every time Alexis jumped, her very perky chest bounced so invitingly.
Wait, what?
He tried to shift himself in the seat a bit, once again glad for the covering the blanket offered.
This whiskey was definitely getting to his head, letting his gaze linger a bit too comfortably on Alexis’ cleavage. Not noticing that she had been looking at him. His arm still around her began to gently brush his thumb up and down her arm.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 22:57:10 GMT
Alexis has been intentional when choosing her outfit tonight. Even if the only result would be that his thoughts lingered on her a little too long, even that idea was one that warmed her belly. She imagined him using that image of her in his head while he took care of himself and her cheeks flushed. Thank god it was so dark in here. Of course she’d rather help him fulfill that need but she’d take whatever she could get it.
The movie continued in, several jump scares that kept her close to him and when she glanced at him she happened to see his gaze lingering a bit too long on her chest. She could not have been more elated. But she didn’t want him to catch her noticing so she looked back towards the movie and straightened her spine just a little more to make her chest extra appealing.
The feel of his fingers stroking her skin was incredibly distracting and she hardly noticed what was happening in the movie anymore. She drank a little more and used the action of lifting her arm to slightly shift her body so that his stroking fingers would find side of her chest just a little. She acted as though she didn’t notice.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 23:12:56 GMT
Every little jump or movement brought his eyes almost immediately to her lovely chest, and while Elijah knew in the back of his mind that this was not appropriate; he couldn’t seem to get the rest of his body to understand that message. Especially not his blood flowing so casually to give him a bit of an uncomfortable bulge in his pants. And if there was less alcohol involved, he might have had the good sense to be embarrassed and excuse himself. Or at the very least shift so he wasn’t so firmly pressed beside her.
But that would just be awkward and rude, she needed the comfort… comfort she expressed, was most easily located in his arms. He was just… being a good daddy; right?
Wrong.
So, very wrong.
Especially when she moved to take a drink and his fingers were no longer on her arm, but very softly cupped against the side of her chest. She couldn’t have possibly done that intentionally, right?
More importantly, he should move his hand… right now.
So…
Why didn’t he?
Why was it comforting, being this close to her, feeling her reach for him and press her perfect little body against him? This was definitely the alcohol, because Elijah had never thought of his daughter like this before… right?
Because that…
That wound be wrong.
This, this was wrong.
So why didn’t he move or stop? Instead, he had the overwhelming desire to slip his hand in the blanket and undo his jeans to give himself some space, since every move she made only seemed to make him harder. “I… I think I might need to go lay down, this whiskey is getting to me.” he found himself saying, though he didn’t make any move to get up or remove her arm from around her.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 23:33:34 GMT
She fully expected him to move his hand once he realized that he was against her breast but he didn’t. He had to have noticed. Even with the alcohol. The idea that he was purposely not moving away made the sensitive spot between her legs tingle.
The movie was about three quarters done when he said he needed to go lie down. For a moment she was disappointed as she thought he might be making an excuse to get away from herself but she decided not to simply make that assumption.
“Okay daddy, let’s get you to bed.” She paused movie and tossed back the rest of her drink before she removed the blanket from on top of them and stood up. Without the blanket there she noticed the thick bulge in his pants and felt herself grow wet at the sight. She pretended not to notice though and held out her hands to help him up. “Come on,” she said with a sweet smile.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Aug 27, 2024 23:52:19 GMT
His fingers might have been enjoying the feel of her breast, but he made not show on his face of being quite so aware. But he was, he couldn’t help it. When had his little girl grown into such a beautiful young woman? And why was he finding himself so very aroused at the sight of her? This was just one of the issues with exiting a committed relationship where you weren’t being intimate; you were still sexually frustrated and finding yourself aroused at the most awkward of moments. Like, watching a movie with your very attractive daughter in her very revealing sundress.
Still she didn’t seem too disappointed with his statement, infact; she paused the movie and stood, removing the blanket before Elijah had a chance to quite grasp what was happening. He was aware he was bulged in a very obvious area, and it wasn’t exactly something he could hide, but thankfully Alexis didn’t tease him and he appreciated that.
Elijah gently accepted her hands and stood, his footing a touch uneven for a moment and he pulled Alexis against him so he wouldn’t fall. “You really are such a good girl…” His tone was a touch lower this time and he gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze as he righted himself to walk, giving a slight groan at the discomfort in his jeans but moving regardless. “Next time, let’s watch the Blair Witch Project…. and I’ll drink a little less so I can actually… make it through the entire thing.” He offered with half a grin as he left and arm over her shoulders for balance and headed for his room.
It wasn’t the room he’d ever shared with Siobhan, in such a large house he picked a bed room just for himself after everything. But there was almost something intimidating of letting Alexis put him to bed. Especially when he didn’t want to sleep just yet, he had something he needed to take care of first, and he was embarrassed to admit as much to his daughter, especially since it was her body that had his reacting like this.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 28, 2024 2:58:39 GMT
He stumbled into her, pulling her smaller body against him to steady himself. The bulge in his pants became even more noticeable now as it pressed against her, making her entire thighs tingle was anticipation of something that was not coming. Then he used those words again, good girl, was he doing this on purpose now?
She smiled and gave him a little giggle as they walked and he talked about how he’d do things differently next time. She only cared that he was thinking about next time.
They made it to his room as she helped support his weight, enjoying the feel of his warmth against her. The room was not the one she’d shared with him and her mom when she was a child. She was kind of grateful for that…yet also liked the idea of filling a space her mother never could.
She helped him sit on the edge of the bed and then raised her palm to her forehead, looking a bit woozy. “Maybe I had too much to drink…” she said thoughtfully. “Maybe I should stay here tonight rather than driving back to my apartment…”
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Aug 28, 2024 3:11:58 GMT
Elijah wasn’t a very stocky man, he was tall and kept himself decently ‘in shape’ for a man his age. Even so, he worried he was relying a bit too much on Alexis, especially when he watched her press a hand to her forehead. Despite having been encouraged to sit on the edge of his bed, he couldn’t help but stand and press the back of his hand to check her forehead, thinking she might have felt feverish.
“You’re a touch warm, but rest should do you good.” he said softly giving her a genuine smile, giving her a bit of a wobbly hug and kissing the top of her head, the fact that his bulge was pressing against her was not lost on him but he was trying not to think about it.
“Oh, I absolutely insist you stay, you’re not driving after drinking, I don’t care of ‘little’ you drank, it’s not worth the risk.” His tone a touch more firm as he eased back toward the bed and began to pull off his shoes and socks. He should tell her to be on her way, to get some rest of finish the movie. But his gaze lingered touch too long traveling up her legs in that sundress and he gave a slightly uncomfortable groan as he moved to stand again.
He needed her to leave the room, so he could make himself a touch more comfortable and relieve himself on his current issue in private, but he wasn’t trying to make her feel as though her company and presence was unwanted. “Oh, your room should still be as it was.” He said with a nod, brushing some of her pretty blonde hair form her face. “And I suppose if you’re having a nightmare after that movie you know where to find me.” He was merely teasing of course, but why did a small part of him want that comfort?
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 28, 2024 14:06:24 GMT
She looked up at him with round sweet eyes as he placed his hand on her forehead as he'd done so many times throughout her child. Her woozy feeling was an act and if she was warm she knew it was just an effect of the alcohol and not an illness but her heart warmed at how caring he always was with his kids, especially her. Apparently the only daughter he actually had that was biologically his. That made her special and she very much liked being special, especially to her dad.
Her eyes closed against his chest as he hugged her, snuggling into his chest and breathing in his scent that was so distinctly 'him' as he kissed her head. Her body wanted to arch against the bulge that pressed against her but she somehow managed to restrain herself, merely enjoying the feeling of it without trying to push for more. Though when he did release her she turned her body slightly so that she'd have to brush against him as he stepped back. She didn't leave the room though as he sat down to take off his shoes and socks and she saw the way his eyes raked over her pretty body. If she didn't act tonight, maybe she'd never get another chance like this again. Or maybe she ought to play the long game and simply tease him little by little until he couldn't take it anymore. Her fingertips brushed over her lips thoughtfully. Both ideas excited her.
Then he was standing again and mentioned her room, his fingertips against her cheek as he brushed back her hair gave her the most delicious shivers and her nipples got noticeably hard. Alexis rarely wore a bra so this wasn't new but he definitely might notice more now if he hadn't before. "Um, I'm actually feeling a little nervous already. And my room has so much of my stuff gone now, it would feel...unfamiliar. Do you think I could just sleep with you tonight, daddy?" she asked, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. She'd intentionally used the phrase 'sleep with you' instead of 'sleep in here' or 'sleep next to you', just to try to get that thought to move through his head like she hoped it might. "I don't want to bother you of course, but I'll probably just end up sneaking in here later anyway," she said with a soft chuckle and then she let out a yawn, making herself look more sleepy than she actually felt.
Post by Elijah Vanderson on Aug 28, 2024 16:00:00 GMT
Elijah couldn’t help but wonder if Alexis knew just exactly what she was doing, with those puppy dog eyes and that sundress without a bra-
His eyes noticed the shiver that made two very obvious peaks under the fabric of her dress. Of course she wasn’t wearing a bra. Because perfect Alexis was the youthful beauty every man fantasized about. Hell, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to indulge in a little fantasizing of his own while he resolved the issue in his pants.
Fuck.
That was just the alcohol, right? He’d never thought of his little girl as anything more than his perfect daughter. Was he truly so starved for affection and in need of comfort that he was letting these very firm lines blur?!
Any thought of him being given the chance to relieve himself was dashed at her request to stay with him- no, she’d very much used the words ’sleep with you’ and that alone set some of the darkest thoughts rolling. Especially when she tacked on that ‘Daddy’ at the end. How the fuck was he supposed to tell her no? Elijah had never been the parent who was able to tell Alexis ‘no’.
She wanted a pony; done. Needed a newer phone; absolutely. A new car; what color?
He knew he should tell her no, at least so he could make himself a little less noticeably aroused, but he sighed with a resigned smile. “You know I could never send you off if you’re feeling nervous. Go change for bed and I’ll turn down the covers.” and hopefully have at least a moment to will away the throbbing bulge in his jeans. He’d much rather anticipate her return than have her stumble into his room in the night and him either be jerking off or asleep naked. This way, he at least knew where she was and could just push away the discomfort. After being married to Siobhan, blueballs weren’t new to him.
Post by Alexis Vanderson on Aug 28, 2024 16:18:11 GMT
Alexis wasn't naive. She could tell he was feeling hesitant about her request, but she'd also always been particularly good and getting what she wanted from her dad. Whether he was uncomfortable with sharing a bed with her or that he had hoped to take care of what she was sure was a frustrating problem right now, it didn't really matter to her why he hesitated. She'd make sure he was well taken care of if she had a say in the matter.
So she beamed up at him when he agreed and bounced up on her toes as she pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Oh thank you, daddy!" she said as she moved towards the door. "I'll be back in a few minutes," she assured him and left his room to head to hers. Her steps were automatic as her mind was somewhere else entirely. She was trying to formulate a plan on how she might convince him to let her take care of him. Her heart raced with the idea and her body tingled pleasurably as her imagination got the better of her.
She took her time in her room, even brushed her teeth like the good girl that she was. She wanted to choose the perfect thing to wear and she always wanted him to have a little bit of a chance to get ready. She finally changed into a simple white silk nightdress with thin straps to hold it up. It was trimmed with lace and only showed the smallest hint of cleavage. I did however make her peaked nipples look even more prominent and she wasn't wearing any panties with it either. Something Elijah would hopefully discover later if she was lucky. She also added just a tiny bit of perfume to her wrists and her throat. Nothing that would be too overpowering for sleep but enough to notice.
She made her way back to his room but she did so slowly and quietly. She wanted to peek in on him for just a moment. She held her breath as she approached his bedroom door again which she had left a crack open and she looked through the crack to try to see him.