Chapter 14

Dessie

Big.

Big.

Big.

"We're going to have to make sure I have clothes for you over here." Daddy wasn't helping me stay big by being so cute and drying me off. "One of my T-shirts will work for the time being."

He even took my hand as he led me out of the bathroom. "Don't slip. I don't think we got the floor wet but sometimes that happens."

We'd sloshed.

"I'll be careful." Swinging his hand, I decided staying big was going to take more effort than I'd realized. Daddy was just so cute. "Are you sure I can bring clothes over? Big ones or little ones?"

He should've questioned the idea at the very least but he gave a confident answer. "Both."

Of course.

Daddy didn't seem to understand that we hadn't been dating long enough for me to bring clothes over to his house. "You might start big and get little."

His casual shrug had me trying not to smile.

"Okay." If he was planning on keeping me, I wasn't going to argue. He had a huge tub and made me good dinners. "I should bring jammies too."

That'd mostly been me testing the waters, but Daddy nodded seriously. "I think we need to do some online shopping for you. That way you can have a variety of clothes at both houses for now. I'm not sure you do enough shopping to have a wardrobe for both."

A wardrobe?

A little wardrobe?

How much money did Daddy have?

Wait.

No, I'd start with a better question.

But it had to wait for a few seconds while he got a shirt and slipped it over my head before walking around me in a circle. "That looks good."

It hung down below my ass and covered all the important bits, but Daddy lifted it in the back and ran a hand over my ass. "I'm going to have to spank you harder next time. Your color is already fading."

Could he get any sexier?

I wasn't even sure he knew how hot that was because he sounded so serious. "On a one to ten scale where one is too light and probably frustrating and ten is the hardest you can take…what was this spanking?"

He was a data nerd.

Yep, no matter what else Daddy actually did, he was definitely a nerd.

"A four." Yes, that sounded right and it was what I could come up with while he was analyzing my bottom. "It wasn't too much either way and it made it so you could draw it out and make me feel good."

Daddy gave my bottom another pat before stepping close and giving me a hug. He was so broad it was like he'd wrapped his entire body around me. "You had big feelings."

Little me had known that was very important information to pass along to a new Daddy but big me blushed. "Yes. I don't know why but I knew all the emotions were just going to pop out."

Before I could find the right way to ask how he'd felt about it and if I'd worried him, he leaned down and nuzzled my neck, giving me a soft kiss. "I'm glad you were feeling comfortable enough with me to share them."

He got it.

No calling me nuts or asking if I needed a therapist.

Daddy was amazing in general and a damned good researcher.

Nerds made the best Doms.

"Yeah." Trying not to let him distract me, I mostly managed not to push my bottom back and grind against his dick. Mostly. "Sometimes they just get stuck inside and then they burst out. That's when I usually end up in trouble in the playroom."

He made a soft thinking sound before rubbing my stomach like he was soothing my stress. "I think we've found a better way to help you deal with stress. Spankings and tinglies after a good cry are much healthier."

I was pretty sure someone could easily debate that, but if the choice was between throwing crayons or a spanking, I'd take the spanking.

"Me too." It'd been fun too. "Everything about that scene was perfect, but technically you could've spanked me harder if your goal was to leave more color."

I lifted up on my toes so I could wiggle my cheeks right over his growing erection. Daddy hadn't put on his clothes yet so I was going to take full advantage of it. He groaned and the way his arms tightened said he appreciated my effort. "Naughty boy."

Just a tiny bit.

"Nooo, Daddy." Tilting my head to the side so he could give me more kisses, I moaned when his lips went back to caressing up my neck. "I'm just being your good boy. You like giving me kisses."

He snickered but he kept giving me more kisses, so I knew I was right. "We need to work on your definitions."

Oh no.

I wasn't going to agree to that, so he needed a distraction.

"You're not a teacher, Daddy. You're so silly." Yes, my questions. "What do you do? And how did you know I looked you up online?"

He groaned again but he straightened and let me turn around in his arms. "Fine. That's a very reasonable question."

"It's not magic, so what is it?" He was very smart and very sneaky.

He also dragged his feet by giving me a quick peck. "Daddy needs clothes."

Since technically he was right, I nodded and let him walk away and hopefully gather his thoughts into an answer. But as he dug a sexy pair of briefs out of his dresser, he started explaining sooner than I'd thought he would. "Well, I have an algorithm that tracks when anyone searches my name."

Huh?

He said it so calmly that I wondered if I'd misheard him.

"Then that information goes into a database where it's sorted based on specific parameters. We have people that keep track of information reporters are looking for." Daddy sounded like he was explaining this to a new hire. "There's a specialized filter that sends information on certain people directly to me, though."

Oh.

Ohhh.

"I'm special?" I managed to let Daddy put his undies on but then I jumped into his arms. "I'm on your special list?"

Daddy smirked and nodded as he held me tight, carrying me in his arms. "Yes, little monkey. You're special. I put you on the list as soon as I got home last night."

"I was nosy, Daddy." That made him laugh since he already knew it. "I was thinking about you and curious and I was ready to see you again."

"You were, huh?" Daddy tried to look skeptical but he was very silly. "You weren't just bored and browsing around the internet?"

"Nooo." I kissed his cheek and looked very cute. "I missed you and I was thinking about you flirting with me and giving you cuddles."

And lots of other things.

"I'm glad you were thinking about me." Daddy still looked like he wanted to laugh but he liked that I was nosy. "It gave me a good reason to spank your bottom."

It'd been the best reason.

"You're sneaky, Daddy." He made it so hard to stay big when he kissed my nose. "But I like my sneaky Daddy, so I'm not going to ask how you did it."

Then I couldn't get in trouble later.

Laughing, he patted my bottom. "Good boy."

Oh.

"Do good boys get rewards?" Maybe I could look up Daddy's name online and then give him hints about what I wanted as a reward? "I've been very good. I didn't even fall off your lap."

Daddy stopped giggling and raised one eyebrow. "Am I the type of Daddy who would drop you?"

"Nope." He was the type of Daddy to get grumpy. "You're the best Daddy."

And he was back to being my happy Daddy once I gave him another kiss.

"I'm not sure boys who try to manipulate their Daddies should be defined as cute." Daddy scrunched up his face and looked skeptical.

"I'm glad you think I'm cute, Daddy." Yep, the situation called for more cuteness and wiggles. "And you think I'm smart enough to trick you."

I had manipulated him.

There was no trying about it.

He huffed, but he knew I was right. "You're very smart. That's what I need to watch out for."

"You watch a lot of things, Daddy." Like me and everyone on the internet. "But I'm special, right? I'm on your list?"

Daddy smiled and chuckled. "Yes, you are very special. You're so special, I'm going to make sure I know all about you and I'll always keep track of you."

'Cause I was amazing special.

"If I get kidnapped, I can search you online and leave clues." I could do that. I was smart. "And I can leave you hints for what to buy me for my birthday. I like surprises, Daddy."

Leaning close, I rested my forehead against his. "You'll have to watch me close to see which coloring books I want."

I was going to be sooo sneaky.

Daddy smiled but it was a naughty one. "I think that sounds like a wonderful plan. I will make sure to look for clues all the time."

He was so silly.

"You'll have to be smart because I'm going to be good at this game." I was going to get so much attention.

"I'm looking forward to it, baby boy." Rubbing my bottom, Daddy gave me a quick peck on the lips. "I'm very good at getting information, though, so be warned."

Giggling, I kissed him back. "You own lots of information stuff. I saw online, Daddy."

He liked knowing stuff.

"I do." He smiled when his rubs made me wiggle. "I like knowing things about my special boy too."

Me.

"I'm your special boy, Daddy." He put me on his list. "Are you going to know everything about me?"

Nodding, Daddy smiled but he had his serious smile on his face. "Yes, but that's because you're special."

Hmm.

"But you can only know the 'mation on the net, right, Daddy?" How did information magic work? "Not the kind in my head?"

Daddy's lips pressed together and then he gave me a kiss. He thought he was being sneaky too, but I knew he was trying not to giggle. "No, little monkey, I can't see anything in your head."

Oh good.

"Why does that expression make me nervous, baby boy?" Daddy sighed when I shrugged and looked sweet. "That does not make you look as innocent as you think it does."

I liked Daddy being honest.

"I'll work harder, Daddy." Kissing his cheek, I wiggled my bottom to make him rub it more. "Thank you."

He huffed and tried to frown. "That's not what should've happened."

Daddy was so silly.

"You're such a good Daddy." Yes, more cheek kisses. "And if you show me how to make a list, I'll make you special too, Daddy."

Leaning close, I rested my forehead against his again. "I don't know how to make lists. I make alphas be nice and I keep everything organized and I remember when to tell them to call Austin. I know lots of other stuff too."

Daddy chuckled. "You have a harder job than I do, little monkey, but yes, we can figure out what kind of list you want to have too."

Yay.

I was so special, I got to have a special list too.

"Thank you, Daddy." More cheek kisses. More cuddles. More wiggles. "I like saying thank you, Daddy."

Groaning, Daddy was dramatic. "No tempting Daddy. I have to feed you or you'll never be able to leave because you'll be starving."

Oh.

Hmm.

Shrugging, I pretended to sigh too. "Oh well. Daddy makes the rules. I have to stay so I don't not eat."

Daddy gave me his eyebrow look but he knew I was smart. "You're right. You have to stay. Daddy makes the rules."

Yay.

Hmm…what kind of rewards did good boys who ate their dinner and breakfast get?