Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen

Elliot

I was pouring sweat and my back was cramping, but I knew there was no way in hell Tinsley was going to let me put her down. Guilt ate at me. My Little one hadn't had the best vacation so far.

"Good job, Dada," Tinsley whispered in my ear. "So strong."

"Well, you're light as a feather, baby." A feather that was just the weight of a five-foot- three female.

"Let's trade," Tyler suggested as he set the second pack he was carrying down.

I passed him my girl, who was still adamant she wasn't putting her feet in the grassy area. Poor baby, I should have just kept my mouth shut and been aware of our surroundings. After Tinsley was situated in Tyler's arms, I slipped the backpack on my front and we continued walking the path.

"Hear big water," Tinsley said, kicking her legs in excitement. The roar of the falls was growing closer. We'd enjoyed the small stream beside us. The soft sound of the rolling water had been pleasant to listen to as we walked.

"Hey, little one, I am not a horse," Tyler scolded after an apparently sharp kick to his ribs.

"Sorry. Sorry. Just excited."

He patted her leg gently.

"Did you know these waterfalls are good luck?" he asked.

"Why?"

"Because double waterfalls are sooo super lucky."

"They are?"

"They are," he confirmed.

"Why?"

I bit back a laugh. Tyler didn't have an explanation; I could tell by his panicked look.

"I don't know, Teenie."

"Dada?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Why lucky?"

"Because a special mermaid carved them with her magical powers back when she didn't have to be fearful of all the humans. She only made twelve in the whole wild world and they're lucky because they're so special," I lied.

"Wow, mermaids make them?"

"Totally," Tyler agreed.

"That's so fun, right?" I asked her.

"Yas-huh."

"I knew that, I was just making sure your Daddy remembered," Tyler added, lamely.

"Full of shits, Uncle Tyler."

I snorted at her sassy response, but before I could scold her, she squealed.

"Ohhhh, pretty!" The bottom of the waterfall was visible from where we stood.

"We can take the steps to the observation deck," Tyler read from his phone.

"Lotsa steps."

I sighed. There were steps, a lot of fucking steps.

"Snakes on stairs?"

"No, little one," I lied. I was pretty sure every time a Daddy lied, a unicorn lost their magic. After today, I'd probably maimed one.

"I walk."

Tyler set her down on the bottom of the wooden steps and she looked around. "Nu snakes?"

"Nope," he and I said at the same time. Great, we'd probably murdered the fucking unicorn now.

"Hold onto the rail, Teenie."

She grabbed the wooden handrail and climbed. We followed behind her, wanting to make sure she didn't fall backwards on the steep climb.

"Wait there," I commanded when she reached the top. Like a good girl, she halted.

"Hold our hands, okay?"

"Yas-huh, Dada." We walked out to the middle of the platform and were amazed at the breathtaking view. Two waterfalls rolled down steep rocks before joining together at the bottom. The sight was totally worth carrying a terrified Little up a steep trail.

"So pretty."

"It is beautiful, isn't it, baby?" I agreed.

Tinsley stepped closer to the railing and both Tyler and I scolded her. She rolled her eyes and I smacked her butt for her sass.

Her diaper was soggy. "You need a change, baby."

Her skin pinked at my words. "Nu, Dada."

"No, your diaper isn't wet?"

"Nu."

"It felt very wet; are you sure?"

Nervous fidgets filled the silence.

"Tinsley Harper," I warned.

"Is wet, Dada."

"Oh, so naughty to lie to Daddy," Tyler scolded.

"Naughty girl," I agreed.

"Nu," she whined, rubbing the toe of her shoe into the water puddled on the deck.

"No, you're not naughty?" I asked her, raising my eyebrows at her whiny tone.

"Nu."

"So lying to Daddy is what good girls do?"

"Nu."

Oh, we were sulking now.

"Little girl, your bottom is about to be very sore."

"Nu!" She slapped her hands over her ass. "Nu."

"Are you telling Daddy no?" After lying to Daddy?"

"Don't ‘pank me!"

"Then answer me, little one. Is lying to Daddy what good girls do?"

"Nu, Dada."

"So why did you do it?"

"Nervous."

"About what, baby?"

"Someone seeing."

Sympathy caused me to relax my firm stance and tone a bit.

"I promise Uncle Tyler and Daddy would always protect your privacy, but Daddy also has sexy fun planned for you when he changes you so I'm going to change you still."

She played with her shirt. "Protect Tinsley's privacy?"

"Always," Tyler and I agreed at the same time.

"Something sexy?"

"Very," I promised, setting my bag down and pulling out her favorite vibrator. Her cheeks pinkened.

I grabbed her changing mat and spread it out on the deck. Obediently, she sat on it and laid back. "Good girl, baby."

Tyler handed me a diaper and wipes and I knelt in front of her. Tyler moved back toward the steps and shielded her from anyone's view. His position also gave him a chance to look and listen for anyone else coming. Her shirt was long enough that if anyone did come by, I could pull her to her feet and it would look like a minidress. I had thought my plan over this morning while watching Tyler eat our girl out.

I took her shorts off and tossed them to Tyler, who set them to the side. Unsnapping her diaper, I cleaned her gently. She was swollen and pink from all of our lovemaking. She was also wet and wiggly.

I lowered my mouth to her cunt and took a long lick. A tiny whine left her mouth. Smiling against her plump mound, I sucked her clit into my mouth and worked it softly.

"Dada!" she cried.

"Let Daddy make your pussy feel good, Teenie. You look so pretty spread out for us," Tyler said from behind me. There were a lot of positive things that came with adding him to our relationship and him being able to talk to our girl while my mouth was bringing her pleasure was definitely one of them.

Pulling back, I flicked on her vibrator and rested it on her clit. We wouldn't do any penetrative things while she was sore. Her back arched off the mat and her thighs shook as she orgasmed. It hadn't taken long, she was already so worked up. I let her ride the waves of pleasure out fully before cutting it off and leaning over her.

"Good, little one?"

"Yas, Dada."

Tyler

Elliot kissed Tinsley and rediapered her before helping her stand. I bent down on the stair and opened my arms. She rushed into them and I kissed her flushed cheeks. "That was so beautiful, Teenie."

"Fank you," she whispered.

Elliot tossed me her new dress and I quickly helped her change into it. "Pretty!" she exclaimed, running her hands over the white material.

I helped her switch out her shoes, before changing my own clothes. Elliot was already dressed and setting up the tripod.

"Halp," she asked me, tugging at the clip in her hair. When I unclipped it, all of her pretty curls fell around her shoulders and back. Bending, I captured her lips in a heated kiss. "You're so beautiful, baby," I whispered before stealing a second kiss. The flashing of a camera let us know Elliot was taking photos of our moment. She giggled against my lips and I let her go.

"Family photo time," Elliot said, clapping his hands together. His words had a sense of belonging settling over me. They considered me a part of their family and I knew that wouldn't change even if we didn't work out as a throuple.

"Hungry," Tinsley said, pulling my hand and dragging me into the candy shop. We'd finished our pictures, the hike to the falls, and had literally just eaten. I knew she wasn't actually hungry. Probably just wanting a snack.

"What is your tummy hungry for?"

She browsed the selections, while I shot out a text letting Elliot know where we were. He'd had to run back to the room for Tinsley's water cup. It was hot out and she'd sweated a good bit during our walk today.

"That!" she said, pointing at a large bucket of saltwater taffy.

"Wow, that's a lot of candy for a Little girl."

She nodded. "Tinsley can do it," she said, looking almost determined.

Laughing, I purchased the bucket and some lemonade for us. We settled outside on one of the benches and I opened a few pieces for her. She devoured them and signed ‘more'. Her cheeks poked out like a chipmunk's, and I poked one gently.

"No more, that's enough for now." I chuckled.

"Please," she begged.

"No." I kissed her nose.

"I should have so manies ‘cause I'm so sweet."

"I think you've had enough." I didn't even try to argue with her Little logic.

She frowned. "I hope Bigfoot eats you danight!"

"Aw, you'd be so sad if I was eaten."

"Nu, I be happy!" She crossed her arms across her chest.

"Wow, that makes me so sad, Teenie."

Her angry stance loosened a bit. "Sad?"

"Yeah. Sad."

"Why?"

"Well, I'm just trying to protect your belly from hurting and you're angry at me. Angry enough to want Bigfoot to eat me. That makes me sad."

Her lip trembled and suddenly her eyes were full of tears. "I'm sorry!" she wailed.

Well, I hadn't expected such an emotional response.

"Baby, don't cry." I reached over and plucked her off the bench and settled her in my lap.

She was full on sobbing, her body shaking with each breath.

"Hey, little one, it's okay. I know you didn't really mean it." I patted her back and tried to calm her.

"What's wrong?" Elliot asked, jogging over to the bench. He had Tinsley's cup in his hand.

"Tinsely was bad!"

"She wasn't. She was being a bit sassy, and I upset her."

"Tinsley was mean!"

"You weren't mean, Teenie," I tried to soothe.

"Ti-Tinsley telled Uncle Tyler she wanted Bigfoot to eats him," she sobbed.

Elliot tried to cough to cover his laugh, but it was ineffective. It was still very noticeable. I shot him a look I hoped conveyed, ‘Help me, you mother fucker' and flipped Tinsley around to straddle me.

"Well, that wasn't a nice thing to say, but it seems like you're very sorry. Did you apologize to Uncle Tyler?"

"Y-Yas-huh."

"And did Uncle Tyler say he forgave you?" Elliot asked.

Shit.

"N-nooooooo."

"Oh, but I do forgive you, baby. I do. I know you didn't really mean it."

More sobbing and an occasional hiccup indicated she didn't hear me.

"Baby, I do forgive you," I assured her again.

"I'm sorry."

"Baby, Uncle Tyler said he forgave you; do you think you can forgive yourself?"

"No, is our second day together and Tinsley already messed up!"

Poor baby. She really was so hard on herself.

"You didn't mess anything up, baby, you were just being a Little girl. Sometimes Little girls are sassy," Elliot soothed, rubbing her back.

I kissed the top of her head and gave her time to process her feelings. I guessed I would need to learn how to handle Little girls with big feelings.

"I'm sorry," she whispered after several minutes of me holding and Elliot patting her.

"I know you are, sweet girl. I also know you didn't really want me to get eaten."

"Tinsley would be so sad."

Her genuine words brought a smile to my face.

Several more minutes later, she was sitting between us drinking her water cup.

"Damn, there's some really good flavors in here," Elliot said as he opened a blue candy. Tinsley frowned and snatched the bucket from between his legs.

"Tinsley's cannie," she said with a frown.

I groaned. I had a feeling my latest purchase was going to be a pain in the ass.