Days passed and soon you got used to your new/old home again. Not that you weren't happy at Hungary's house, but returning to your real home was great. You spent peaceful days with your stepfather, Ludwig and thankfully as time passed, you two felt less and less nervous and awkward around each other.
You spent most of your time together and it seemed like nothing could separate you anymore. You didn't do special things but anything you did was a joy. And you talked a lot, both of you had so much to share, sometimes you felt like there won't ever be enough time to tell everything.
You built up a daily routine quite quickly though, and your favourite part was when after shower and dinner you could just sit at the table and talk to each other.
One evening, since you were somewhat less shy, you wore a loose shirt that left your shoulder exposed with shorts, you found that pretty comfortable and Ludwig didn't seem to mind either. You were standing above the sink, washing a cup quickly when suddenly he was behind you and traced his fingertips slowly over the shoulder the shirt didn't cover.
You shivered a bit and looked at him curiously. "What is it?" You asked. But before he answered and took his hand off you, he frowned a bit and sighed softly. "I thought this scar would one day disappear." "What scar, dad?" "Don't you remember when you tripped over the doorstep and you somehow bruised your shoulder and it bled so hard? I had to bathe you right after that. "Oooh!" You blushed slightly and looked down. "Yes, now I remember. I don't think it will ever heal but it's alright." You smiled.
"If you say so." He answered softly and to your surprise, he planted a soft but long kiss onto the scar, making you shiver again and giggle, since you were a bit ticklish there. "Oh, that tickles, stooooop!" You kept giggling as he kissed longer.
You pulled your shoulder away and turned a bit and pushed him by his shoulder but instead of stopping tickling you, he held your wrists from behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist together with yours and with a playful smile on his face, he next pressed his lips against your neck, making you squeak and struggle more, and you just continued laughing.
"Noooooo, daddy, you're so bad!" You whined with a grin on your face the whole time. He finally stopped kissing your neck to disagree. "That's not true, I believe I'm a good father. If I was really bad, I wouldn't be tickling you, I remember exactly where you're so ticklish. I never forgot." He smiled and got close to your neck again.
You jumped and squeaked just before he could touch you and you became so strong in that moment, you managed to jump out of his grip and you quickly backed away from him, giving him a playful smile. "You can't get me again, I'm free now.~"
"Oh, we'll see about that." He chuckled and quickly ran towards you, and before you could react, he had his arms wrapped around you again and he held you tightly to himself, he even lifted you up from the ground. You swung your legs, trying to reach the ground again with your feet but you couldn't do that. "Heeey, put me doooown! Let me goooo." You continued whining but you didn't struggle anymore, you knew it would have been useless, he was way too strong for you.
"Fine, fine, anything you want, princess." He giggled softly and set you on the table, his arms still wrapped around you. "I'll put you down but I'm not letting you go, I was away from you for long enough." He leaned you back a bit so he could lay his head comfortably onto your chest as he leaned forward. He still held you tightly so you didn't fall back and you slowly wrapped your arms around his neck and ran your fingers through his hair slowly, with a gentle smile on your face. "Alright then, I can stay with you.
You heard him let out a soft and contented sigh and you continued stroking his hair. You smiled still and looked down at him. He had his eyes closed and he seemed happy that he could rest on you again. He really enjoyed lying on your chest and hugging you tightly, feeling your warmth, and your fingers in his hair was that made him completely relax.
Soon his voice broke the silence again. "Have you ever had a boyfriend? You never told me about that." He slowly lifted his head up to look up at you curiously. "I want to know." You turned your head away again, everytime he asked something slightly embarrassing. "No, I have never had one. I'm pretty shy around boys, you know. It's hard for me to interact with them and everything..." You pouted.
He chuckled softly and stepped back a bit, letting you sit properly on the table now. "That's weird, you have become an attractive lady, don't they ever flirt with you or anything?" "Well, I don't like when they do that, they should just leave me alone. And some of them are scary." "Scary? Why do you find them scary?" "Uuh..." You sighed loud. But then not wanting to explain you just shrugged. "Nevermind daddy." You smiled and hugged him again, which he returned.
"You are such a silly girl." He said smiling before kissing your forehead softly. "But I don't mind, you're still perfect to me." "Thank you." You replied quietly and kissed his cheek quickly.
He closed your eyes and lay his head on his and started slowly stroking your back. Your head was pressed against his chest and you listened to his heartbeat, which seemed rather fast then. You slowly did the same, stroked his back and smiled but after a while you just rested your arms on his back.
But he didn't stop stroking you. His hands slowly slid over your sides and he stroked you slower now, making you slightly arch your back and press yourself more against him. It tickled you again so you thought it was just another silly game he wanted to play and you squirmed a bit and just let him stroke you. But when his hands slid even lower and they touched around your thighs and bottom, you started to feel weird. That was not something he usually did to you and you were confused about it.
"Dad? What are you doing?" You giggled nervously, not knowing what do to about it. "Hmm..." He didn't say anything, just pulled you a little closer by your hips. "You said you've never had a boyfriend. That means you're still a virgin, right?" You blushed deep red in response for that. "Of course I am!" You answered immediately. "B-but why do you ask? Why is it so important?" You tried to hide your face in his shirt. "Well, why do you think I'm asking?" You exhaled nervously as he stroked your hair. "Umm... Because you're worried and you want to know if I was good while you were away? Is that it?" And you really hoped that you guessed right.
"I actually want something more..." Your eyes opened wide when you heard that and you shivered again.