Oh, Daddy! Pt. 2 [Lucy][Lincoln][/tlvg/]

>Lupa was away at a slumber party. Lucy had off of work. Perfect for a little date night at home.
>Lincoln crept into the living room to sneak up on Lucy, when he saw a shock of white hair.
>"Lupa? What're you doing here?" Lincoln asked confusedly.
>Lupa turns around and tears off her wig?
>"Hey, Lincoln." Lucy says as she lays on the couch.
>"What are you doing with that wig!?" Lincoln hisses.
>"What? She's out. I was thinking date night." Lucy says as she holds the white wig to her chest, wrapped in one of Lupa's sweatshirts, thankfully Lupa liked her hoodies baggy.
>Though the sweatshirt was stretched tightly over her chest.
>"Same. I was thinking dinner and movie." Lincoln says. "I was thinking Manchego's? But-"
>"But?" Lucy says lazily.
>"But, I'm guessing you don't want to go out." Lincoln sighs.
>"Good eye, Linky." Lucy says. "I was thinking takeout and a night of role-play."
>"Well..." Lincoln walks over to the couch and rests his elbows on the sofa back.
>Lucy smiles, placing the wig on, and sitting up.
>"Please, Daddy! Please, Lupa just wants to spend some quality time with her Daddy!" Lucy says as put her hands on the sides of Lincoln's face.
>"Welll... okay." Lincoln says and Lucy kisses him passionately on the lips. "Daddy loves his baby girl."
>"He sure does." Lucy chuckles as she swings her legs and stands up. "So, what're we ordering?"
>"Pizza?" Lincoln suggests.
>"Pizza Dungeon! Yay!" Lucy yells.
>"Really? I thought-"
>"Oh no, I hate that place. This is Lupa. Tell her 'no'." Lucy insists.
>"Oh, okay. No, sweetie, that place is horrible." Lincolns tries to play along.
>"Aww, Daddy... Lupa wants Pizza Dungeon and she's willing to do ANYTHING to get it." Lucy pouts.
>"Wait, really?" Lincoln is thoroughly confused.
>"No. Let's get Gino's. Pizza Dungeon sucks." Lucy says.
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>Lincoln and Lucy are sitting at the dinner table, the pizza sitting between them.
>Lincoln is chewing on a slice of fontina when he feels a pressure on his crotch.
>He looks up and sees Lucy with a blush and coy smile.
>"Lupa?" Lincoln says with a fatherly lilt.
>"Yes, Daddy?" Lucy says, her smile creeping up.
>"What do you think you're doing?" Lincoln says as he puts his pizza down and wipes his hands.
>"I'm just playing footsie, Daddy." Lucy says innocently.
>"Well, I won't stop you. Continue." Lincoln says, he smiles as Lucy's foot hesitates. She was expecting Lincoln to tell her to stop or escalate, not to continue.
>"O-okay, Daddy." Lucy says.
>Lucy nudges Lincoln with her foot slowly, eliciting a moan from Lincoln.
>She stops and looks to Lincoln, who has taken back with his pizza.
>"Yes, Lupa?" He says dryly.
>Lucy goes back to footsies, she strokes slowly and decisively.
>Lincoln groans with the sensual ministrations.
>Lucy looks up to see Lincoln calm and composed, but his cheeks a bit redder than usual.
>Lucy takes another stroke.
>"Lupa, stop playing with your food." Lincoln says with a smile.
>"Of course, Daddy." Lucy says as she slides underneath the table.

tbc