Page 9 of A Little More Love

I did remember. My drunken confession came after one too many pretty pink drinks. I’d never meant to share that with Elliot, but it just popped out of my loose lips.

“That was so scary,” I answered.

“But you told me and then we faced that fear together, right?”

“Yes,” I agreed.

“And what happened?”

“We got Tyler.”

“That’s right. And now we're a very happy throuple, right?”

“The happiest.”

“My point is that sometimes doing really hard things can lead to really great things and maybe if we can help Papa do this really hard thing, something great will come out of it for him. Do you think you can keep being strong so we can help him?”

I nodded, even teetering in between my headspaces, I knew I would do anything for Papa.

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Elliot

Tyler slept fitfully and I knew he was going to be exhausted the next day at the rate his night was going. Tinsley was sleeping soundly between us, but I worried she would get woken up with all of his tossing and turning. I stood and placed her on the second bed in the room, thankful that I’d booked a double king room. Placing her on her tummy, I patted her diapered bottom until she settled again.

“Is she okay?” Tyler asked, sitting up.

“She’s fine, baby. I’m worried about you, though.”

“Me?”

“You’re tossing and turning.”

He’d only slept for about an hour while Tinsley and I showered and got ready for bed. Once he woke he’d showered, given Tinsley her last bedtime bottle, and dozed beside me for about half an hour before the restlessness started.

“I’m sorry. Move her back in bed with you and I’ll sleep on that bed,” he said.

“No, baby, I can see her just fine there,” I said, climbing back on the bed and grabbing his ankle, pulling him to the middle of the bed.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his brow drawn in confusion.

“I’m going to help you relax.”

I untied his sleep pants and pulled them down his body. He wasn’t wearing boxers and I chuckled when his semi-erect cock popped free. After pulling the sleep pants the rest of the way down his legs, I tossed them on the floor.

“I don’t know where this is going, but I like it,” his sleepy voice rumbled.

Fisting his cock, I stroked him slowly before sucking him in my mouth. My actions caused him to give a moan that had me instantly hard.

He became fully erect quickly and I worked him back and forth.

“Fuck, Elliot,” he hissed as I worked his balls in my hand and his tip with my tongue.

“I’m not going to last if you keep that up.”

I didn’t need him to last. I just needed to calm his mind a bit.

Popping off of his cock, I sucked two of my fingers before taking him back into my mouth. I moved my hand towards his back channel and gently pressed against his ring of muscle.

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