Chapter 23

Paxton

I'd been so brave.

Daddy had been so helpful.

The other boys had been so weird, but they hadn't asked too many naughty questions.

Giving Daddy one more cute kiss, I straightened and tugged on his T-shirt. "Hands up."

He was trying not to laugh, but he was a good boy and raised his arms. He even crouched down so I could get his shirt over his head. I wasn't short but Daddy was dragon big. "Thank you."

Trying not to giggle, I nodded. "I have to get you naked if I'm going to get you all clean."

"That's very logical." Daddy stole a cheek kiss as I put his shirt in his laundry basket. "I think I'm going to like getting all clean."

He was trying to look cute, but he had a big bulge and a naughty look in his eyes. Daddy wanted to have his tinglies too, but he was being patient.

"I'm going to do a very good job, Daddy. Don't worry." Yes, I was going to be very thorough. "I'm going to take very good care of you."

Daddy let out a soft moan as I released the button on his pants and my fingers might've wandered a bit.

Oopsie. They just wiggled on their own sometimes.

He closed his eyes as his hips pushed forward to wiggle too. "You're going to kill me."

Daddy didn't seem to think that was a bad thing, so I giggled. "No, Daddy. You just have to be patient while I get you all clean."

Then we'd make him even bigger happy.

He peeked one eye open as I pulled his zipper over his big bump. "How patient? In the shower but all clean patient or after our shower?"

He made me giggle.

"After our shower." Kissing his cheek, I tried to look serious and boring but it was too hard. "I want to snuggle in the bed once you're all clean, Daddy."

He made a thinky humming sound and got his naughty look again as I tugged his pants down. "How about we get Daddy all clean and you be the big spoon for our cuddles?"

Huh?

Oh.

I.

Cocking my head, I focused on his pants and tried not to blush or look silly. "I…I could do that, Daddy. I…I'd be a good big spoon for you."

I knew what spoons meant.

I'd just never played big spoon with anyone.

"I think you'd be a wonderful big spoon for your mate." Daddy leaned down and kissed my cheek before stepping out of his pants. "You'd cuddle me so good and you'd give me neck kisses as you made me feel wonderful. Wouldn't you?"

I…I could do that.

"Yes. I…I want to make you feel good and wonderful, Daddy." Yes. I could do that. "I…I like kissing you and holding you tight. You'd…you'd like neck kisses."

Daddy liked being snuggled.

"I would love neck kisses from my mate." Daddy let out another moan as I eased his undies down and he sprang out begging for attention. "I love all kinds of kisses, though, so if my mate has other ideas and doesn't want to be the big spoon, that's fine too."

Hmm.

"Do…do you like being the little spoon, Daddy?" That was hard to ask but not how was your spanking level hard, so I didn't squirm too much. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

Some people didn't want to and the internet said that was just fine.

Daddy made another thinking sound and shrugged as he reached for my shirt. "I like being both spoons, but I know that a lot of people don't like being the little spoon. That's okay too because there are sooooo many ways to cuddle."

Whew.

He knew it too.

"You…you like kisses, Daddy." I'd woken him up giving him good kisses every morning and he liked that.

"I do." Daddy made a naughty happy sound. "And my boy gives very good kisses."

I was a big boy and pretended I wasn't blushing as Daddy took my clothes off. "And…and you like snuggling and giving me attention."

He really, really liked that because it'd come through our bond. I just hadn't always realized that was what I'd been feeling.

Chuckling, Daddy sent a shiver through me because it was so naughty. "That's right. Daddy loves giving his boy cuddles."

Leaning close as he pushed my pants down my legs, he whispered in my ear. "Daddy loves control just as much as he loves cuddles."

Giggling, I nodded. "You like taking care of me too."

Daddy liked that a lot.

And a lot a lot.

"That's one of my favorite parts about having a sweet mate." Daddy gave me a cheek kiss as he slowly peeled my briefs down. "Another one of my favorite parts is being able to give him a shower and another is snuggling him close when he drinks his juice."

Nodding against him, I whispered because that was how the words wanted to come out. "You were proud of me when I drank my juice and you liked watching me use my special cups."

Daddy looked like he wanted to laugh as he kissed my nose. "You're right, and you're a very smart boy."

"You were just pretending to ignore it like you were pretending to ignore that they were naughty." And like he'd pretended to ignore my bottom, but I wasn't going to talk about it because I didn't have to talk about anything I didn't want to.

Daddy said so.

He groaned, being all dramatic. "They're so naughty."

Yep.

"But you can't tell on them because then they'd think that was cheating like the men tattling on snack time." They were really good at being naughty.

"You're right." Huffing, Daddy took my hands. "Okay, step out of your clothes."

Being a good helper, I didn't fall and even kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Daddy."

"You're welcome." He gave me another kiss before pointing to the tiny room with the toilet. "Do you need to go potty?"

Yes.

If we were going to play spoons right after getting Daddy all clean, then it was a good idea.

"Alright. I'm going to turn the water on." Daddy ran his hand over my head and then gave me another kiss. "Just being with you makes me happy."

He was so cute.

"Let me feel your happy, Daddy." I closed my eyes and waited while he giggled. "There it is."

Daddy's happy.

"You are the best mate I could've ever imagined." He hugged me tight while he sent me more happies and loves. "You're so cute you're going to make me forget that I need to get all clean."

I giggled as he turned the happies down and opened my eyes when it was teeny tiny. "You're so silly. We can't forget that."

Especially not if I was the big spoon.

So I gave Daddy a cheek kiss and bounced over to the toilet while he turned the water on. He had a big fancy shower, so we wouldn't be squished. It was nice, but Daddy said we might need to fix it so we could have a big bathtub too.

When I was all done and then Daddy got all done, we hopped into the shower but it was Daddy's turn to be under the spray first. "Daddy time."

He smiled bigger and almost giggled, but he tried to be serious and nod. "Thank you for taking care of me."

Daddy had spent more time getting me all clean than he had on getting himself ready, so it was only fair. "It's your turn."

He'd been very patient.

He'd been nice to our guests and he'd even had juice.

Yes, that was all much easier to think about than how clean Daddy needed to get.

First, I got to wash his chest and his back, though. He made happy sounds and even closed his eyes. "I…I want you to like living here, cutie. So if you need help thinking about job ideas or anything practical like that, you just need to let me know."

He was a very good Daddy.

"The internet said that can be Daddy stuff too, but I'm a big boy." Kind of. "I don't have lots of stuff since I travel so much, and I saved my money thinking I'd get something fun but I never figured out something fun. I think I was looking in the wrong place."

I wasn't the cars and houses type of fun. I'd just needed Daddy to help me see that and he was going to help me figure out other fun stuff instead.

Like vacations.

"You know, Daddy, getting married with just us there will make me happy too." Just in case he was one of those Daddies who thought littles needed friend attention, I wanted to make sure he knew what I liked.

Daddy laughed. "So we're still doing the cruise ship thing, right? I have no desire to go through what Alick and Grady are dealing with."

"They had to pick out their favorite color white, Daddy." That was just… "I have a favorite spider and insect and all kinds of things but I don't have a favorite color white."

"That's stupid and we're not going to play those games." Daddy was shaking his head as he turned around again so I could wash lower. "We're going to pick someplace nice to go and then come back married and there won't be anything they can do about it."

Hmm.

Lower.

Lower.

"They're going to pout." He seemed to know that too because he let out a loooong breath. "Will they throw us a party?"

That sounded kind of scary and Daddy's sigh said he knew that. He even shrugged and only moaned a little bit as I got him clean. "I…Yes, I think they're…they're going to throw us a party, but we'll make sure…we'll make sure it doesn't get out of hand."

Groaning, Daddy closed his eyes for a moment. "Fuck. You're so distracting."

I couldn't help my giggles. They just escaped and made Daddy grumbly but he really liked it because he couldn't hide it.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Daddy." I shrugged and tried to look confused as I washed him slower. "We're just talking about our party. You know, if we really wanted to make them pout and run in circles, we could tell someone in the diner that we wanted a circus party."

Daddy's mouth dropped open and his eyes went wide. "We'd be evil to do that."

Yep.

I nodded, his evil grin so wonderful it gave me the confidence to keep cleaning Daddy, and I inched my fingers back. He pretended not to notice and just widened his legs. "Or you could tell Kenzie that you wanted a circus party and I could tell the nosy men we wanted an elegant old-fashioned party."

Daddy let out a soft sound as my soapy finger slowly pressed inside him, but he still pretended not to notice and barely nodded as I tried to go slow and think about our conversation. "You'd have to tell them it should be lots of different shades of white and I'll tell them that it needs to be colorful."

Hmm.

"Do you think clowns are scary or funny?" My question had Daddy's eyes nearly rolling back in his head and it took him a few seconds to find his breath.

That seemed to have wandered off.

"I…I don't mind them but it would…it would really fuck with people to have clowns running around." Nodding as I slowly added another finger like the internet said to, I made thinking sounds so he'd keep going and distract us both. "I can't remember anyone ever saying they're afraid of them, though."

"That's good." Being mean wasn't the goal. "Driving them crazy is fun but I don't want to make anyone sad or scared."

Daddy groaned and shivered, but he was a wonderful Daddy. "I'm only worried about you being sad or happy, cutie. No one else."

Aww.

I had the best Daddy.

And the naughtiest because he growled and his eyes did their sparkly thing. "If you keep trying to make me happy, cutie, you're going to succeed."

Oops.

"I…I think Daddy's all clean." Yes. But I was careful and made sure I was gentle and we both pretended I hadn't been getting him very clean.

Being a good helper was hard.

His smile was wicked and he looked like he was ready to press me up against the wall and do…do something, but he just waited for me to stand up and gave me a soft kiss. "Thank you. You take very good care of me."

"I…" Taking a deep breath, I tried to sound like a good grown-up. "I'm going to be a very good big spoon to you, Daddy."

"I know you will." He gave me another kiss, still soft, but then he licked and nibbled and used his tongue to stroke mine. When he finally released my lips, he pulled us both under the spray and held me tight. "Because you love me lots and lots and you're a wonderful cuddler."

Yes.

That was what was important.

Love and cuddles.