Retired S-rank father becomes a teacher

The world was spinning. The last thing I remembered was the dungeon. Now there was a ceiling I recognized. The bed felt soft underneath me and I opened my eyes. The smell of fresh linen filled my nose. I was in my bed. At home.

A cold gust of wind from the air conditioner made my shudder. I was naked? Blinking my eyes, I looked at myself and saw that I was indeed naked.

Turning my head to the left, I saw my father in my bed, leaning against the backboard. His eyes were on me and he had a book in his hand.

He smiled, putting the book down.

“How are you feeling Kathy?” he asked and I sat up, my body ached and there was this feeling of exhaustion in my mana core.

He pulled me into his arms and I let him, my head resting on his chest. Then my nipples brushed against his warm skin and I quickly covered my breasts. His chuckle was deep and he kissed the top of my head.

“I already saw everything plenty of times,” he said with amusement.

I looked at him, his face so close to mine. He always did this. I remembered my last moment before I fainted. How I created two gates to send the axe back. Bragging rights were mine.

But right now my dad was in my bed and I was naked.

A blush appeared on my cheeks but I pushed the feeling away. I was not my sister—my braincells are fully intact.

“I managed to use two gates at once,” I stated proudly.

He hummed in response, his hand was rubbing my lower back and the warmth of his touch was nice.

“I know and I am proud of you, my little kitten,” he whispered, his violet eyes staring into mine.

Oh fuck. Why did he have to use that stupid nickname?! This wasn’t fair. My face was getting redder and I covered it with my hands, his deep laugh felt like it shook my whole body.

Then I glared at him, the feeling of his hand on my back was making me tingle. He looked at me with a knowing look, the kind he always had when I got angry.

My mind went back to that dungeon. Puffing up my cheeks, I dismissed his nickname and asked a different question.

“Did you really have to send a world boss after us? That was a dirty move even for you,” I huffed.

Silas smirked and the hand on my back traveled to my waist before going up to my breast. I gasped but didn’t stop him. His hand stopped between my boobs, on my sternum.

His face was serious now as he answered. “I think it worked pretty well. You reached C-rank after all.” His finger rubbed my skin in small circles. My body felt hot and his words finally clicked in my head.

I reached C-rank? Really?!

Looking at my dad I saw him nod and a smile was growing on my face. I could finally teleport by myself. Standing up from the bed, my excitement was growing.

His hand left my body and he just sat there, watching me dance naked in my room. The air conditioner hummed in the corner and made me shiver.

I didn’t care about either right now. I felt the change in my mana and it was buzzing with excitement.

Turning to my dad, I put my hands on my hips and stared him down. He raised an amused eyebrow. My nipples felt cold as I thought of the next words. Glancing around at my room, the blue wallpaper, the white carpet and the messy desk where I studied were all so familiar.

Across my bed was the bookshelf filled with manga. That was it. I wanted to test it now.

Mana gathering into my hand and I focused. The space between my fingers rippled. The world seemed to shift, the air felt lighter on my skin.

Imagine a gate, open it.

Why was it harder than when I was in a life threatening situation? Furrowing my brow and reaching out my hand, I imagined the bookshelf.

Nothing. It didn’t move.

I was getting frustrated. Then his chuckle reminded me that I wasn’t alone. Turning my head, he was leaning back on the bed with a small smile.

Crossing my arms, I glared at him.

“You stopped it, didn’t you?” I asked, feeling annoyed.

A nod from him.

He patted the navy blue comforter beside him. “Come on Kitten, it is time we had that talk.” His voice was gentle and soft. The look in his eyes made me feel something strange.

What talk? Birds and the bees? Please no. He already did that when I was 10 and it was the worst thing to hear from your dad.

Reluctantly I sat on the bed, grabbing a pillow and covering my chest with it. His arm wrapped around my waist. A shiver went through me as his hand grazed my butt cheek and then he pulled me close, setting me on his lap like I was still a child.

His warm skin was against mine and I felt his hard muscles. He kissed my neck gently, his other hand playing with my hair.

I was feeling confused and the blush didn’t help.

“Dad...what talk are you talking about?”

A warm exhale on my ear. I tried to ignore the tingle and the heat in my belly. His hand wrapped around my belly, squeezing it a little.

“Teleportation is a big step kitten. With that, you have the ability to move through space freely. The same freedom I have.” His hand traveled lower and my breath hitched when he pinched my inner thigh.

“Ow!” I complained, but he just shushed me and kissed my neck again.

I wanted to move away but this felt important, so I stayed. Only for that reason of course.

“So the talk is about how I shouldn’t use it to sneak out?” I asked, feeling his hand move from my thigh to my stomach again, rubbing my belly button. My skin was hot where he touched it.

A deep laugh came from him and he nuzzled my neck, his breath tickling me.

“One wrong move in teleportation and people die kitten. I've made that mistake once. I won't let you make it. It is very dangerous and you have to promise me you will not use it without my supervision first.” He whispered, his lips on my skin. His voice was so deep that it made my brain feel funny.

My own hand went to his, the warmth of his palm was comforting.

“Okay,” I agreed quietly.

His hand squeezed my waist.

“Good kitten,” he purred in my ear and I squirmed on his lap, feeling something hard poke my thigh. That couldn’t be what I thought it was. Dad wasn’t like that...with me?

My heart was beating so fast that I thought he could hear it and I pushed myself away from him, standing up before going to my dresser and grabbing some clothes to cover myself with.

My cheeks were burning and I was embarrassed. Dad just laid on my bed, his violet eyes watching me as I quickly put on some underwear and shorts.

“You forgot a shirt, Kathy.”

His voice made me snap back to him, his eyes were on my chest. The blush on my face got darker. He was not allowed to see me like this.

“Dad go be creepy with Vic.”

With a smile he stood up and walked to me. His hands went to my cheeks and he leaned in, pressing his forehead against mine. Then he teleported away. Leaving me in my room, alone and very frustrated.

Why did I miss his warmth already?