Valentijn Alexseve

‎ ‎ Valentijn was beyond tired of his best friend constantly complaining about how much he missed his darling daughter at home. Why be so obsessed with a daughter? He couldn't understand it. But that thought didn't last long once Valentijn saw her with his own eyes. ‎ ‎When she ran out to greet him, the small girl hovered behind the door with hair like sun-drenched clouds. Her "Hello, Uncle" made Eginhard laugh, and when she explained she called those older than her father "Sir," he laughed harder. ‎ ‎Though Valentijn had sworn off love and thought love at first sight was nonsense, he found himself secretly falling for her. He pampered her despite his foul temper, letting her rummage his study and sit on his lap while he worked. ‎ ‎That night, she snuck into his room after learning he’d leave tomorrow. He’d been asleep but woke to find her there, her soft hands on his skin. Holding her tight, he breathed in her unique scent as desire overwhelmed him. With her parents next door and youths laughing outside, all he could see was her. He slid his finger into her mouth, feeling her bite lightly, then urged her to call his name. ‎ ‎"V...A...L...E...N...T...I...J...N..." ‎ ‎"Call my name... You know how much I need you. Don't be a cruel little imp." ‎ ‎Seeing her tucked in his arms 18+