Yes Daddies

DAISY

He was really gone. My father was really gone and I didn't know what to feel. He had barely ever been there even when he was alive. It had been at least five years since I last saw him and now that I was back in this home, he was dead.

He was gone totally. Gone to the point where he had sent my mum to give years earlier. My father had been a terrible man, terrible husband and as well as terrible father. He had failed in every aspect and his failures were what drove our family apart.

So what was I supposed to feel when such a man died? Was I supposed to throw myself on the floor and weep? Or was I just supposed to stand plainly, watching and being tagged the evil daughter, the spoilt brat who wouldn't even properly mourn her father's death?

I sighed softly, standing forlorn in the room that was once my room. I was wearing a black dress, a sign of me mourning and I was staring at the picture of my father and I that was on my bedside table.

I was about 13 or 14 in the picture and even in that picture, I was not smiling at him.

"Daisy?" I heard a deep voice call and I immediately turned on my heel to look who it was.

The door of my room was opened and at the door was a man, clothed in a black shirt and black, tailored trousers. He had an intensified look in his brown eyes as he stared at me.

"Daisy" He affirmed my identity just as I affirmed his.

Luxuria Drakton.

One of my father's best friends. My father had two best friends and one would think that both friends of his would also be friends but that wasn't the case.

Luxuria Drakton and Grayson Drakton. Brothers. But I had never met brothers who hated each other as much as both did.

"Daisy" He called my name more affirmatively, walking into the room and hurrying over to my side. I still remembered Luxuria properly. Few years ago, he had even taken me in to live at his home for a couple weeks when my father had blocked my cards in a bid to force me to come home to him.

And Luxuria has gone really mad at me for even leaving his home to go stay at Grayson's home for a few weeks too. Them getting mad at each other wasn't a very surprising phenomenon to anyone, though.

"How do you feel now?" Luxuria questioned as I turned to face the windows again.

His comforting arms wrapped around me and he pressed his warmth to me and somehow, that seemed exactly like what I wanted in this moment.

No mother. No father. Just wealth that I had no idea how to control and dirty deals waiting for me to take up my position and start working towards them. What I needed now was some warmth in this coldness.

"I... Can I tell you the truth?" I whispered, after a few seconds of both of us just remaining in the room silent.

"You know you always can" His voice was cool and calm. That was one major trait of Luxuria. I bet he could calm a riot with his voice.

"I don't know how to feel, really." I whispered, staring at that picture.

"He... You know how my father was. I don't know how to feel about the demise of such a man..." I turned to face Luxuria and his handsome, gorgeous face was so close to mine. Too close that it shut down my thinking faculty. I nervously blinked and looked away from him.

Luxuria sure seemed forget that he was a very fine specimen of a man and that I was a woman, regardless of the fact that he was my father's friend. That was one of the reasons I had left his home back then. Because he seemed to always forget.

"Your father surely wasn't the best and I wished he had been better to you" Luxuria's voice was deep and rich with comfort.

"But it's alright... it's alright not to know what to feel" he raised my head up gently, making me look at him again and this time, I had to look up into his eyes.

Grey, beautiful eyes that had the intensity of a tough and hard man who was putting away his toughness to console me even when I wasn't so certain that I needed consolation.

But if I didn't need consolation, what did I need?

He cupped my face gently in his arms and I felt a small blush rise to my cheek at the gentle touch of his harsh fingers.

"It's alright not to know what to do right now." He moved a hand gently to my jaw and raised my jaw carefully as if inspecting every inch of my face.

I swallowed as I had to look more into his eyes. I didn't want to avoid his eyes but looking into them was... it was doing something almost weird to me.

"But since your father wasn't the best to you, I will take care of you, Daisy" His voice was deep and yet gentle and soothing, so soothing that there was an urge for me to melt in his arms. It was like the main goal of his voice was and his proximity was to make me melt.

"You can be sure that I will take care of all your needs. Every single thing need of yours, I will take care of it." His lips moved as he spoke those words.

Every single need of mine. I gulped down hard and carefully pressed my thighs together, shutting out the thought that had just slipped into my head. I shouldn't think that way. He probably meant it in an innocent manner.

"Thank you, Luxuria" I thanked him and looked away from his eyes, stepping out of his arms and moving closer to the picture. Perhaps I wanted to pick it up and smash it or perhaps I just wanted to get closer to look at it more carefully. For details. For anything that would say I loved my father because I know I did. There was a time I loved him so much but that time was just too far gone that I couldn't recall it anymore.

Only a few seconds and three slow steps of mine had passed before I felt Luxuria's arms around me again, this time, hugging me from behind.

His warmth enveloped me and his manly cologne filled my nostrils once more. His bigger body holding mine close to his.

The longer we remained in that way, the farther I seemed from watching the picture of my father and I and the closer I seemed to noticing every movement of his body against mine.

Every brush of his fingers around me, every accidental pressing of his body into mine when he adjusted, his breath on my skin.

I was suddenly noticing everything and right here, in the middle of my old room, in my mourning dress, I felt something spark inside me again.

I reached down to my fabric and grabbed onto it tightly, my lips pressing into a thin line.

"It's okay." Luxuria whispered to my ears, his breath fanning me and I slowly turned my head to look at his face again.

But our eyes met instantly and it sparked again!

I shouldn't have turned to look at his face. I shouldn't have.

I gulped down hard, my gaze dropping to his lips. I sucked in a sharp breath as I saw his lips move. He was saying some words but I couldn't hear them clearly anymore. The words sounded distant.

"You're staring a bit too much, Daisy" The way my name rolled off his tongue seemed different as I blinked my gaze away nervously.

"I... I am sorry" I quickly whispered an apology. "I just... I guess I am just not thinking straight." I mumbled in addition, trying to assure myself that was the case and that I wasn't still stuck up on those slight cravings that had arose when he took me into his home three years ago.

"You can tell me what you are thinking about" He reached for mg face and gently turned me to face him once more. A mistake. Making me look at him was a mistake.

"It's nothing." I whispered.

"There's definitely something, Daisy." He insisted.

"I am thinking..." I looked at his attractive face again and then down to his attractive lips.

Subconsciously, I bit down on my lower lip and I had barely finished doing so when he grabbed my face closer to his and claimed my lips.

My entire body froze, my eyes widening at the very sudden action. His lips were harsh against mine, demanding, probing and it only took seconds for my shock wide opened eyes to flutter to a closure.

I should be shoving him off me, yelling at him and asking why the hell he would think it okay to kiss me on the lips! But I found myself incapable of it. Incapable of shoving him away and yelling at him right after.

My lips parted too quickly as I opened up for Luxuria to kiss me deeply. Something in my head was screaming at me to stop whatever I thought I was doing but I couldn't stop what was going on and I couldn't silence the voice in my head too.

With a small moan from me as his tongue brushed mine, I snapped, losing it for a second and wrapping my arms around him.

Luxuria groaned against my tongue, his grip on my waist turning firmer as he sucked on my tongue. And then I felt it, his hard on.

Luxuria was hard... He was hard for me.

DAISY

What the hell are you doing? Your father just died! You are mourning his death! You should be crying not kissing his friend this needily out of the blues!

But I ignored that voice in my head, feeling something more stir in me. Luxuria was kissing me like I had never ever been kissed.

I had been kissed a few times before but none of if had ever felt like this. This felt entirely different and as his hands on my waist moved up to my back, I found myself moaning again into the kiss.

I was already breathless but I couldn't break the kiss. Couldn't even attempt to break the kiss because I had no idea if any of us would be bold enough to continue if we stopped for even a single second.

A big hand reached for my tit and I froze for a second. Was this... was this getting too far? It was.

It was getting too far! And I had to stop it before it went too far!

But I could not stop... it felt so good. So fucking good.

He took a step forward, making me take one back too and in a few seconds, he had my back slammed against the nearest wall.

"You feel so good." Luxuria sounded hot against my lips and I felt my pussy dampen my panties even more.

My chest was falling and rising as his hand fondled my tit through my dress again.

"Ahh" I moaned, feeling my body tremble in his grasp.

"And you sound so good too.." He moved his kisses to my neck, bending over to my height.

This had to stop already. It had to stop. Right now. It had to...

Hands pulling my long black dress up and finding my thighs made that half thought fly out of my head. My body melted against his as I felt his big hand reach my damp panties.

I suddenly couldn't think, even as he moved a finger down my pantie clad slit.

"You are wet already, Daisy. Just like I knew you would be for me. I knew you fucking wanted me too." He groaned and I just moaned, wanting more of this.

I had never felt anything like this before. His movements were so skillful and my brain was quickly turning into jelly and then...

"Daisy?" I heard a masculine voice call my name. My eyes widened, my brain returning from its short flight.

Luxuria groaned and pulled away from me while I hastily adjusted my dress before the person who had called my name showed up at the open door.

Grayson Drakton. My father's other best friend and only brother of Luxuria Drakton.

Brothers but sworn enemies.

I wasn't sure I had ever seen the both of them in the same space. They hated having to simply breathe the same air.

Right. This was the first time I was seeing both of them at the same time and the only thing I could say was a big 'WOW' to their genetics.

Grayson and Luxuria exchanged death glare looks before Grayson shifted his attention to me.

"Grayson" I called his name, hoping my voice didn't sound as ruffled as I really was inside. My insides were still turning and my knees weren't really doing a great job holding me stable.

My heart was pounding and one would expect that the sudden horniness in my body would go away just as suddenly with the entry of Grayson but that wasn't it...

I could feel my pussy still throbbing, still... still wanting Luxuria's hand to return to it.

I gulped down hard as Grayson stopped in front of me, towering above me just as Luxuria.

"I can't breathe with your presence in this room, Grayson. Get the fuck out and I'll let you talk to her when I am done talking to her." Luxuria stated, his voice hoarse and his tone, commanding.

"And why should I be the one to get the fuck out when you can just get your choking presence away from here?" Grayson asked, his gaze not leaving me.

Right. Now, I could clearly see why the Drakton brothers ever meeting was known as a disaster.

I was standing there in the room with two brothers who were refusing to stand each other and yet refusing to leave the room.

"Grayson, leave. I hate repeating myself and you know that." Luxuria warned and Grayson reluctantly tore his gaze off me, looking at Luxuria.

Both had to be of the same height or maybe one was an inch taller. They looked same height to me, though.

"And you should know very well that by now, Luxuria, that I never have to do things your way. You already spent time consoling her. Get the fuck out." Grayson responded and the death glare that came up after that showed that I needed to intervene before this would turn into some blood fight.

I quickly thrusted myself between the both of them.

"Can we all respect the fact that my father is dead and not cause a fight in my room?"

"I just want to see you, Daisy." Grayson said, moving a step closer to me. Luxuria stepped in closer too and I could feel my breath hitching.

"I... Er...." I struggled to find the words to say but eventually decided to be wise. Luxuria and I had been doing something so wrong before Grayson came in and sent senses back to our heads. Going back to privacy with Luxuria wouldn't be wise even if that was the only thing my body was requesting I do.

"Luxuria..." I put a hand to his chest.

"I... We already talked. Let me talk to Grayson for a few minutes too. You both aren't leaving soon, right?" I glanced at both of them, head turning.

"That's great. We will still have plenty of time to talk."

"I am not leaving you behind with Grayson." Luxuria groaned.

"Luxuria... Please, I... I don't want conflicts today. Please, for my sake" The frustration and plea in my eyes and voice broke the resolve in Luxuria's eyes and he backed away by a step.

"I will be waiting down in the living room. Be done soon." He said to me, his eyes softening on me and hardening immediately they landed on Grayson.

Luxuria walked away, out of the open door and Grayson walked after him, slamming the door shut before turning to me.

"Sorry we had to do that. I hate that it happened in front of you on a day like this." Grayson ran a hand through his brown hair, approaching me and as he got closer, he spread his arms for a hug and I let myself be hugged by him.

Arms wrapped around my body. The same body his brother was about to begin exploring before he interrupted. I let out a shaky breath, grateful that we were at least not caught in the act. How would I have stopped a fight from ensuing?

I shut my eyes and buried my face in his chest more, breathing in the woody scent of his cologne. He smelled different from Luxuria but I couldn't tell which cologne was better. Both had me feeling warm inside.

"Are you fine?" Grayson asked, still holding me in a hug.

"I... I guess I am"

"I have missed you" He whispered into my ears and there was something about the way he whispered the words, the way his breath fanned me, that made me feel all fuzzy inside.

No. I couldn't be feeling fuzzy from him. It had to be what just happened between Luxuria and I.

Something that was never going to happen again. Never.

DAISY

"What are your plans?" Grayson finally pulled out of the hug but his hands remained on my waist like that was the place for them to be.

But I wasn't very surprised. Just like his brother, Grayson also seemed to be oblivious about how fucking good looking he was and how almost any straight woman would like his touches a little bit more than they should even if that woman was the daughter of his friend.

"I... I don't have plans yet. I just want to take it one after the other but I really don't know what to do, Grayson." I raised my gaze up to him, my helplessness reflecting in my eyes.

"I have all of this now but I don't know how to handle any of them. The company, everything. I don't know how to handle any of it..."

"I will handle everything for you, Daisy..." A hand moved from my waist to my hair which had been a little bit ruffled by Luxuria.

He brushed my hair into place, his gaze gently lingering on my eyes and then my hair.

"Everything you don't want to deal with, I will deal with it for you. Your father was my best friend. This is my responsibility, just tell me everything you don't want to deal with and I will take care of it. It's fine if you want to take up the position as CEO but if you want to sit back like the princess that you are..." He took a step closer to me, his hand in my hair now brushing strands off my face, every slight brush of his hair on my cheek causing something to ripple in my stomach.

Maybe... Maybe it was because of the state Luxuria had just left me in.

"Then, that's fine too. You just make your decision and I will handle the actions."

Grayson felt like a solid stone for me to lean again and my eyes were filled with gratitude to him.

"Thank you so much, Grayson." I whispered and he leaned in, kissing me on the forehead.

It was just a kiss on the forehead but it made my insides tighten. I gritted my teeth, my gaze falling onto his lips as he leaned back.

To be honest, I had... I had had a one time crush on Grayson too. And it wasn't my fault, it was not my fault that both brothers were hopelessly hot, good looking, charismatic and yet pampered me. What girl wouldn't fall for that?

There were times I had wondered about Grayson's lips kissing my neck, down to my... To my tits. My pussy dampened and I subconsciously pressed my thighs together.

My tits. The tits Luxuria had groped just a few minutes ago.

"What are you thinking about?" Grayson's voice brought me out of my thoughts, he was so close to me now, his face leaned down to mine and his voice low, lower than it should be with his friend's daughter.

"N-nothing" I mumbled out.

"Are you sure? It seemed for a moment like you were thinking of something..." He paused and I felt my breathing pause too. What was he going to say?

"Dirty" He let out the word in the dirtiest tone and I know... I know I wasn't yet in my right senses and that could have been my own head putting that word in a dirty tone but it wasn't me! Grayson had said the word in a teasing, dirty tone.

And then, he casually leaned away.

"Was just joking" He cracked a smile but I knew he wasn't and he seemed to enjoy the flushed expression of my face.

I turned away from him and took several steps away. What was going on? What the hell was going on with me today? And not just me. What the hell was going on with them, too?!

"Hey, I was just joking, Daisy" I heard his footsteps behind me as he walked up to me.

"I... I know" I managed to say.

"I shouldn't have joked around. Not when all of this just happened"

"No, it's really fine" I insisted as he got in front of me.

"Are you sure?" He moved a hand to my face, cupping it gently.

"Yes" I assured him, still trying to calm the pounding in my heart.

"Why are you avoiding my gaze, then?" He lifted my face up to make me look at him.

"I... I am not" I said quite nervously, feeling my pussy throb. What... What was it throbbing over in this situation?

"Then look into my eyes clearly, Daisy" His gaze held mine and it suddenly felt impossible to break the eye contact. I watched as he took a step and then another, almost completely closing the gap between us.

Then he leaned down and kissed my hair.

"Your hair is very nice, Daisy" He whispered.

"I... Thank you" I whispered and then he kissed my forehead again.

"Your skin is nice too..." He whispered and then lifted my face up a bit more.

I felt frozen. It was like I had been frozen to the very floor I stood on. And Grayson kissed the side of my eyes and then the tip of my nose, every soft kiss coming with a compliment.

My heart pounded more with every second that passed and my mind got even messier and with his hand gently holding my chin, his gaze fluttered to my lips.

That was my cue to protest. To say no and ask him to leave my room. To pack my things and stay away from both brothers but I did none of that.

Instead, I stood still and let my eyes flutter close as his lips met mine softly.

"And your lips..." He pulled away.

"They taste as good as they look, Daisy" He groaned and I opened my eyes to see his brown eyes filled with want... Want for me??

Grayson wanted me... How could this be possible? It should be impossible and I refused to believe its possibility. Maybe it was all innocent, the forehead kisses, the kisses around my eyes and the soft kiss on my lips. Maybe it was just to... Just to console me. Sounds stupid, I know but doesn't both hot as hell brothers wanting me sound even more stupid?

My hands rose from his chest, where they had been to his shoulders as we just stared at each other. From his shoulders, my fingers grabbed his collars and maybe it was the horniness that had suddenly settled in me of maybe it was something else but I grabbed Grayson closer, dragging him down and kissing him on the lips.

All along, Grayson had been gentle with all his kisses but right the moment my lips came in contact with his, he grabbed me close by my ass and deepened the kiss like he was hungry for me. Like he had been hungry for me for a long time now.

"Ah" A moan left me at how hungrily he kissed me. My hands on his collar swiftly went around his arms as I tried to match with the intensity of his kiss.

His tongue delved into the same mouth his much hated brother's tongue had been only a while ago.

Grayson picked me up and before I knew it, he had cleared the table on which that picture had been and dropped me on the table, his mouth on mine.

"Fuck" He half moaned and half groaned, pulling me closer to himself and making me feel his hard-on.

"I have been wanting this for so... For so long." He moaned against my lips and went in for another kiss, hands pushing my dress up and bunching it up at my waist.

What in the world was I doing? How the fuck was this happening? My tongue and his tongue against each other and then his teeth biting down on my lip as he reached my wet panties, the same wet panties Luxuria had felt earlier.

The mere knowledge of that made me moan helplessly. Somehow, it turned me on so much that Grayson was touching me in all the places Luxuria had touched me.

Grayson felt my panties and the deep hmm that left him made me want to come right there. His hand cupped my pussy.

"Fuck, you are so wet. You are dripping."

Of course, I was dripping wet. Two super hot men, topping the charts of most eligible bachelors and most fantasised about businessmen had touched me.

Pushing my panties to the side, he pressed a finger to my pussy, coating the finger in my fluids.

"G-grayson" I moaned, my hips grinding in need. How had I gone from being lost, confused, sad, almost depressed to grinding my hips in need?

"Daisy..." He groaned and pulled the finger out of my panties.

"Don't call me by my name when I have my fingers at your pussy" He brought his wet finger to my lips.

"Open up" His tone was commanding and my lips parted open, letting his wet finger, coated in my own fluids into my mouth.

"Suck" He ordered and I wrapped my tongue around his finger, sucking on it with raw desire.

"Wh... What do I call you, then?" My voice had grown thin as he pulled his finger out of my mouth and took it into his own mouth.

Grabbing me by the waist, he pressed our bodies together, leaned in and licked my earlobes.

"A-ahh-aahhh" My moans turned shaky and I was on the fucking edge already.

"You call me..."

"Daddy"

TBC

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