Page 102 of Their Little Helper

That went quickly, though, and before long I was back with a warm washcloth to wipe up the mess. Cleaning the lube up from between his cheeks got an embarrassed squeak from our adorable cutie and Dally chuckled as he let Harley hide against him. “Your Papa just wants to take good care of you.”

“Both of you.” Reaching between them, I wiped off both of their cum and told myself to bring two cloths next time.

Tossing the damp cloth back into the bathroom, I climbed back in behind him and snuggled close again. “I love taking care of you. I love kissing you and snuggling with you. I even love wrestling the covers from you at night.”

He and Dally were world record-level wigglers when it came to sleeping.

But that got a snicker from Harley as Dally sucked in a breath like he was offended. “No, that’s Daddy. He’s naughty.”

And Harley was well on his way to little.

Yep, one orgasm and he was ready to have his Doms take good care of him.

“He is.” My sigh got another giggle from Harley. “But he snuggles good and he gives good attention.”

And good head.

Dally’s wicked snicker said he was thinking along those same lines. “I have a lot of good points.”

Confidence being one of them.

“You’re the best Daddy ever.” Harley rolled over so he could wrap both of us in his arms and looked pleased as punch when he had us snuggled against his chest. “And I have the best Papa ever.”

Sliding deeper into his chatty little headspace, he smiled and did a happy dance wiggle. “And Daddy has the best boy ever and the best Dom ever.”

Dally looked like he wanted to stick his tongue out at me, but after a second, he nodded. “Yes, the best boy and the best Dom.”

Giving me a teasing frown, he grumbled as he leaned over to give me a quick kiss. “Even if he’s bossy and a pain in the butt.”

“No one will ever beat you in that category, brat.” Giving him another quick peck as he snuggled back against Harley, I grinned. “And I’ve got the best boys ever and the best co-Dom ever.”

That got another happy giggle from Harley even though his lids were so low they were almost closed. “Daddy’s a lot of people. He’s…he’s busy and that…and that…does that mean he’s got more big love too?”

Whatever that exactly translated to was a mystery at the moment, but Dally nodded, looking pleased as fuck. “That’sright, baby. I’ve got so much love for you it just explodes everywhere.”

“Pop. Splat.” Harley snickered, finding his own joke to be hilarious which made it even more funny.

“Splat.” Dally’s grin was ear to ear as he kissed Harley’s cheek. “Love you, baby.”

Of course, he had to give me a dramatic glare. “And you too, Pokey.”

“Naughty…” Harley yawned as he relaxed even more. “Naughty Daddy. Be…be nice.”

“Yes.” I couldn’t resist teasing Dally as I leaned over and gave him another kiss. “I love you too, but you have to be nice, naughty boy.”

Oh, sparks shouldn’t have been that sexy, but the ones that wanted to shoot out of his eyes were so Dally they were perfect.

But he had to be nice so he smiled and plotted silently. “I might promise to love, honor, and obey once in a while…but no one said anything about being nice, Pokey.”

He was going to make life very interesting…and Harley’s dramatic sigh said he knew it too. But the smile on his sleepy face and the contentment in his gaze said he wouldn’t trade it for the world either.

“Then I’ll just have to get creative, brat.” I didn’t mind a challenge and the package it came wrapped up in made it even better.

“You two…” Harley sighed, hugging us so tight we were squished to his chest. “No more naughties. I got Daddy’d and I’m happy and…and you need me. No naughties.”

I wasn’t sure we could promise that, but he was right, we loved him more than he realized and we needed him more than he would ever know. Harley was our sweet helper and the beautiful man who’d brought us together.

EPILOGUE

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