Riley's POV

"You know I have no interest in men"

"They have no interest in you either. So we doing this or not?"

"Absolutely not."

"Urrrgh! Why do you have to be so difficult!?"

I whine as I toss one of her God awful nightmare fuel plushy pillows at her.

It connects and bounces off her head effortlessly.

She continues to furiously type away on her phone, wholeheartedly ignoring my very existence, as she is in deep conversation with someone.

"You KNOW it'll boost our ratings. Plus it's what the people want!!"

"I know this whole "fake dating thing" was my idea. But kissing you online for internet clout is where I draw the line."

"Why are you suddenly developing morals on me? This isn't the Ally I know!!"

"I'd loose my lesbian card for even THINKING of such a thing! A man's lips on my own?? I'd rather die."

"What is happening, and why are you wishing death on yourself again Allison? Is the depression kicking in again?" Allison's dad, Connor, stood at the door with a plate of cookies, a raised hand to the door paused from knocking, and an ominous expression.

"Daaaaad! Knoooock!!!" Allison whines as she pushes herself off her bean bag, tossing several fluffy people in God awful neon colours to the floor.

Why did all lesbians lack any form of taste and basic decor???

Allison's dad raises an eyebrow at his daughter and proceeds to knock on the already opened door.

"If y'all wanted privacy, why leave the door open?" He says.

The door was open!?

I silently panic, but keeps a trained cool expression as I leans forward and grab a cookie off the plate Mr Baker (ha! irony) offered.

"You're cookies are the best, sir, thank you!" I politely compliment.

"Oh please dear God, I'm barely in my mid 30s. I haven't reached the status of 'Sir' yet. And if your dare try to call me 'Uncle', I'll choke you."

And that almost made me choke on my first bite of the cookie.

As the thought of being choked by him made my blood spike from adrenaline.

Yes, daddy, please!!

"Now what's this I hear about death?" The older man plops down on the floor next to Ally's bean bag, and listens attentively to his daughter. "Or is this a hyperbole situation and I need to get the fuck out?"

Allison, ever the quick thinker, defused the situation quickly.

"Just my typical exaggeration, father, no need to alarm yourself. You know how dramatic I can be," she says.

He simply raises an eyebrow at her with what seemed to be an amused look.

Allison scoffs. As if telepathically understanding what he wanted.

"Well if you must know dad," Allison began to say with a nonchalant expression and bored tone. "Riley wants our first kiss to be publicised online."

"Motherfucker wants what!?-"

"Hey, wait!! Don't say it like that!!"

I jump out of the way as her father launches for me.

Under any other circumstance I'd stay still at the thought of him coming after me.

But in his current rage and with his current strength, he'd easily break my skull. And I wanted to avoid that.

Wait, on second thought.....

While I sat back down and contemplated being crushed by Connor's biceps, Allison jumps in and holds him back from me, ruining my chances of death by biceps.

"It's not a big deal dad!! It's not like we wanted it to be private or anything!!" Allison quickly tries to console her dad with bullshit words and excuses she thought up on the spot.

"BULLSHIT!!!" Connor screamed back, fighting against his daughters grip but also not wanting to accidentally toss her clear out a window.

Damn. He knew his daughter well.

Able to call out her bullshit instantly.

It was a wonder how she still managed to expertly hide the fact that she was a full blown sapphic lesbian from him.

Feeling tensions rise to levels I was not comfortable with, I took extreme measures to dilute it.

I got into a bowing position on my knees and slammed my head into the floor as I fold my palms in front of my head and face Allison's dad.

"I apologize for any disrespect I unknowingly caused or gave to you. It was sincerely not my intention as I just intended to share a special and happy moment with the world and did not think how my actions may reflect upon you and your daughter and how you may both feel emotionally."

I was only half lying.

I did care about how this made Connor feel.

Didn't give a shit about Allison's opinion on the matter.

I crumpled myself down to the most humble and apologetic pose I could muster.

Damn, that Mexican and sliiiight Japanese mix was really coming in handy.

Although no one who looked at me would EVER think I had any Asian blood whatsoever running through me.

My Mama's Hispanic genes were ✨strong✨ and only left 2% of me to be Japanese.

My father always said to be grateful I didn't inherit his dick size.

God bless and rest his soul.

Slight shuffling of shoes drew my attention back to earth and I realize things have been silent for too long.

I peek up and see Connor with a look of...arousal???

Or was I being delusional again???

Looking at things from his perspective, I definitely must be looking super hot all submissive and meek.

Don't worry Daddy, imma hardcore sub and will submit to you any day of the week.

Good Lord, I am so gay.

"J-just get up!" Connor gruffed as he got to his feet and looked away for me. "No need for all...this."

I obliged.

But not before registering I had bowed between his open legs when he'd sat spread out on the floor.

I was so close to his dick and didn't know!? I'M SUCH A FOOL!!

I could've taken a deep breath and gotten a whiff or quick sniff of what his dick and nut sack smelled like! I missed my one and only chance!!!

I shall never emotionally recover.

A small, still sane part of myself kicked me in the head.

Have some self respect man! How desperate and down bad ARE you!?

You have no idea. I silently thought to myself and got up to my feet as per Connor's instructions.

Showing him just how much of a good boy I was at following instructions.

But I could only be this openly gay and overbearingly horny in my head.

But on the surface, I'd have to pretend to be the straightest of straight boys and a perfect boyfriend to Allison.

What a living nightmare.

Then I'm on red alert when I feel Connor lean in close to whisper in my ear.

"Just please respect your girlfriend's boundaries more next time, ye?" His breath was warm, with an earthly aroma leaking from it as he'd either had coffee or hot chocolate earlier. Maybe even both.

I felt my chest tighten and my nipples go rock hard at his close proximity.

Don't be gay, don't be gay, don't be gay!! Act straight, act straight, act straight, ACT FUCKING STRAIGHT!!!!!

"Y-yes s-sir...M-mr Baker," I sound like a scared kid who'd wet his pants.

Which wasn't far off from what would happen if Connor didn't back away IMMEDIATELY!

Sensing the tension and fear in my voice, he must've mistook it as a result of his previous aggression.

"I'm sorry," he then says, apologizing out of literally no where. "Putting aside the fact that Allison is my daughter, I just wanted you to understand the importance of a partner saying "No". But my actions were completely out of line and I apologize."

Who says mature men aren't the absolute best!?

Summoning up the courage from only God knows where, I place my hand on Connor's cheek and slyly maneuver myself out of his intoxicating close proximity expertly.

"It's okay Mr... it's okay Connor," I whisper back, so only him can hear. "Your actions were wholly justified and you did nothing wrong. I appreciate the lesson you tried to teach me. No matter how violently presented."

I tried to end with a joke and crack a smile. And was glad to hear a soft chuckle start and die in Connor's throat.

Good and close enough for me.

I see a sparkle in his eyes as he trains them on me and we just stare at each other for a moment.

"Hmph!" I hear Allison say from her still seated position on the floor.

Oh God, what was the chaotic witch up to now???

"Riley's only being this nice and understanding because he wants you to feel comfortable and attack him like this again someday down the line. He's probably hoping to die by being crushed by your arms or biceps or whatever. Don't fall for it dad!!"

HOW DID SHE KNOW!?

"Excuse you, have you seen your father's muscles!? Who wouldn't want to die by them. Sir, I humbly request you use your thighs next time." I jokingly played off.

Welp.

So much for sounding straight.

"I told you not to call me that!!!" He laughed as he grabs me in a headlock.

"Aaahhh, nooooo, please stop!!" I fake cry in a sensual whine that I was only half faking as I viciously stopped myself from adding "Daddy" to the end of that statement.

But in the heat of the moment amist all the laughter as Allison jumps up to separate us again, I don't think Connor would've minded being called that.