Tanjiro Dad Dance Novels & Stories

He fucked my face slowly while my stepbrothers watched, stroking themselves through their clothes. “Enough,” Dad said suddenly, pulling out. Strings of saliva connected my lips to his cock. “You love dancing so much? Then dance for us, Sia. Proper ballet. Right now.” He placed a thick, realistic dildo on the floor. It had a strong suction base and stood straight up — veiny, slightly curved, and almost as thick as stepDad cock. I stared at it, my cheeks burning. “Daddy… please…” “Split on it. Graceful. If your form breaks, you get the belt again.”

I smile at Queenie as she talks to me, trying to ignore the discomfort. “I should get to dance with you princess,” I hear my dad’s familiar voice and turn to him with a grin. He wraps his arms around me, and we start to dance. “How weird is it?” I ask, half expecting a joke. “Not weird at all, princess. It gets easier every time I see you happy. That’s what matters to me. And he’s happy, happier than I’ve ever seen him. Not even with any other woman,” he says, his voice soft.

He reached for it, trying to keep his hands steady as he poured her a glass. “You’re so tense,” she teased, laughing. “Dad doesn’t bite, you know.” Eli forced a laugh, his throat dry. If only she knew the truth—that it wasn’t fear of disapproval that made him sit up straighter or mind every word. It was something darker. He could feel Damian’s gaze flicking toward him, weighing him, testing him even in silence.

I grinned happily, pulling out his wrinkled cheeks like a little curious girl. "Happy new year, Aunt!" I beamed at my stepmom too before sliding in for a tight hug. She was looking so beautiful as always in her bold box black braid that was styled in an updo and a signature African-style gown with golden ornaments that were glistening against her deep dark brown skin. "Happy New Year, darling; good to see you again." She patted me on my back lovely, and I smiled warmly at her. "This isn't Jasper." The cranky voice of my dad gave out, squinting his eyes curiously at Vince, who was standing beside the couch, looking lost. So foolish of me to be taken away by my emotions, forgetting a full-grow

Soon, there were also unmated pairs joining them on the dance floor, enjoying themselves as well. Aubrianne's eyes were brimming with tears as her dad showed off his dancing skills on the dance floor while she, herself, did some moves. No, not the moves you are thinking of. Aubrianne and her dad did the electric slide and the chicken dance. She, too, was having a grand time as they laughed and continued their movements. After dancing for a few more sounds, the music suddenly changed to one with a slower beat when Daniel appeared out of nowhere, "May I have this dance?"

Evelyn As I scanned the bustling dance floor, my eyes followed the spirited movements of everyone, each finding their groove with partners and friends. But it was my dad and Clara who truly caught my attention, twirling and swaying at the heart of the floor. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips. They looked absolutely adorable, and more importantly, my dad looked genuinely happy.

I said with a smirk. “Hmm. I don’t think so. I am not my Dad, I am not dancing unless I have had plenty to drink.” Finn chuckled once more, and I can't help but smile too. His Mum and Dad were the heart and soul of any party. Usually the first on the dance floor. Uncle Dan usually saying Aunt Indie dragged him there, but in truth, he was equally as eager to dance. I had seen it myself. As much as Finn had inherited his parents’ quirkiness, that he did not inherit.

Big and Sarah. “ Babe, May I have this dance with you?” He asked, I quickly nodded as I took his hand in mine, He turned and nodded to Zara as we walked to the dance floor, his gigantic hands wrapped around my waist, my hands on his shoulders, luckily, my dad had taught me how to dance, that’s one thing Dad did with us. We slowly swayed with the music, then one song played. “This is love,” he smiled faintly, his eyes locked with mine.

Daniel brought out his hands for me to take but Dad held me back before I could place my hands on his, “You're not actually doing this are you?” “Dad….” Dad cuts me, “you promised….” “And I will keep it, it's just a dance, trust me,” pulling my hands away from dad's. I saw Tiana walking to Maya. I guess she was wondering what happened but knowing Maya she would just wave it off and not bother Tiana. I turned to Daniel and placed my hands on his, “let's dance,” Daniel smiled and led me to the dance floor.

“If it’s a relationship, that’s all I need to hear.” They both laugh softly as the tension finally breaks. Joel visibly relaxes, stepping forward to hug me, his arms wrapping around me in relief. “You look and sound so much like Mum,” he whispers as he pulls back, his smile soft and affectionate. “It’s unbelievable.” I swallow hard, emotions thick in my throat. Before I can say anything, Grayson speaks up behind me, his voice low but full of warmth. “Okay, first dance time with my wife.” Joel grins, stepping back. “Yeah, but don’t forget—you still owe us a dance too. Dad’s not here, so you get four brother-sister dances instead of the father-daughter dance.” His smile is genuine, and I can f