Page 19 of A Little More Love

“See, now Tifton can meet us in Daddy space too. We’ll match our Little girl and he can see what a united front we are,” Papa said, coming over to the bed and kissed my forehead.

“He can see what a perfect little family we are,” Daddy added as he kissed my forehead too.

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Elliot

Tinsley’s hand sweated in mine and I felt pangs of sympathy for her. Meeting new people was hard enough, but I’m sure she felt extra vulnerable in Little space. Giving her hand a gentle squeeze earned me a shaky smile.

“You look beautiful, Teenie. I’m so proud to be here with you tonight,” Tyler added.

“Proud?” Tinsley asked.

“Yes, I am so proud. Introducing you to Tifton while you’re feeling exposed makes Daddy and me feel extra possessive. It’s like claiming you in front of a small part of the world. It makes us feel powerful and…” Tyler paused, struggling to find the right word.

“It brings out the dominant in us both,” I filled in.

“Yes, dominant. And I’m proud of who you are as well. Your Dada and I are so lucky to have someone so sweet and authentic as our Little one,” Tyler said.

“You really feel that way?” she asked, dropping some of her Little speech. I wondered how much her adult self worried about those things and I scolded myself for not checking in more.

“We are so blessed, Teenie. I know we say it often but we mean every word. You make this life worth living, honey. You are beautiful and sexy, but your heart is what makes us so damn proud to call you ours. You are generous, sweet, thoughtful, and loving. Your Papa and I strive to be like you everyday.”

She didn’t say anything, but she pulled her hand free and wiped her eyes. “Thank you,” she whispered.

Tyler stopped and knelt in front of her. “We love you so much, Teenie.”

She threw her arms around him and he hugged her tight. Tyler opened his arms, inviting me in and I stepped forward, sealing the hug.

We stood that way for a few seconds before we straightened and finished the short walk to the restaurant.

I held open the door for Tyler and Tinsley and Tyler surprised me by kissing me sweetly on the mouth.

“Tyler,” a huge man who favored Tyler ridiculously, shouted from a table near the back. I knew they weren’t related, but it was shocking to see how much they actually looked alike.

“Is Papa, just king sized,” Teenie whispered, echoing my thoughts perfectly. The man was much larger than Tyler, and he didn’t have any tattoos, but the resemblance they shared was uncanny.

“I agree, baby,” I said, following Tyler to the large man.

He wrapped Tyler in a hug before gripping his face in his hands. “You look so good, baby brother.”

I could only see the back of Tyler’s head from how we were standing, but I imagined he rolled his eyes.

“And who is this pretty one?” Tifton asked, when Tyler turned around.

“These are my partners Tinsley and Elliot,” Tyler said, flushing adorably.

“Hello, darlin’, can I hug you?”

Tinsley nodded and he knelt to hug her. She almost disappeared in his huge biceps. Holy shit. The guy was built like The Hulk.

He let go of Tinsley and moved towards me. “How about you? Are you a hugger?”

I laughed and opened my arms, accepting his hug. At least he was a friendly beast, which we already knew because we’d all spoken on the phone before. We really needed to start doing video calls.

“It’s so good to finally meet you both,” Tifton said, moving back and settling back into the booth. I was very surprised he fit.

Tyler slid into the booth and then helped Tinsley settle beside him before I slid in.

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