Page 18 of A Little More Love

“Okay, Daddy,” I answered, nodding.

“Alright, now let’s get our baby in the bath. Regardless of your headspace when we meet Tifton, you’re our Little one right now,” Papa said, scooping me from the chair.

“Barbies?”

“They’re already in the tub waiting for you.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his shoulder. I breathed in his scent and willed my tight body to relax.

His large hand rubbed up and down my back while the other wrapped around me, holding me to his body tightly.

“It’s going to be okay, Teenie. Papa would never let anyone be unkind to you. Big or Little,” he said.

“I love you,” I said.

“I love you too, Little girl.”

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Laying on the big bed, I waited while Daddy put a fresh diaper on me.

“I’m proud of you for deciding to be our Little girl tonight,” Daddy said.

My skin heated at his praise.

“Do you want pink dinosaurs, baby duckies, or red crabs?” he asked, clearly sensing my embarrassment. I was scared of meeting Tifton in Little space, but I was being so very brave! Just like Papa.

Tapping my chin, I thought about my choices. “Red crabs!”

“Good choice!” Papa said from the closet. I think he was getting dressed.

“Come out of the closet, Papa. You don’t hasta hide in there. Be proud of liking Daddy’s dick!” I sassed.

“Tinsley Kate,” Daddy said, laughing, “You have a very sassy mouth right now.”

Grinning, I basked in his and Papa’s soft laughter.

Papa stepped from the closet, buttoning his jeans. “It is a great dick,” he said.

“Great dick,” I agreed.

Daddy lifted my legs, before fitting my diaper around me. “Well I am going to have a big ego after all this praise.”

“Goes good wif your big dick, Daddy.”

Daddy snorted and then leaned over me. “You are such a delight, Little one. I think if everyone had a bit of Teenie in their lives, they’d be happier.”

Daddy’s words made me feel happy. I liked knowing I made his and Papa’s life better. Sometimes it was hard to really know if I was doing as much for them as they were for me. They took care of my every need and I didn’t feel like it was fair sometimes because I didn’t do very much for them, but Daddy always said it wasn’t right to measure relationships based on who did what. He said putting my trust in them meant much more to them than me making them dinner or cleaning the house and he’d been so genuine when he said it, that I believed him.

Daddy helped me sit up and then he slid my pretty dress over my head.

“How about Papa wears this pink polo to match your pretty pink princess dress?” he asked me, holding out the shirt.

I nodded and clapped my hands together. “Pink, Dada?”

“I don’t think we have another pink shirt, but I did pack a purple one that will match that purple right there,” he said, pointing to the purple dress one of the princesses was wearing.

“Okay!”

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