Page 18 of Their Little Helper

“I can see that.” Daddy brought one hand up to his face and tapped his chin like he was in an anime and wanted to show everyone watching how thoughtful he was being. “You may possess me in anequal Dom that will happily bottomkind of way for now. Let’s renegotiate this after our first date?”

Papa blinked. “I’m fine with that level of possession for the time being, but if you need more time to figure out the rest, that’s understandable.”

Since Daddy looked kind of confused, I decided to try to be helpful. “Um, he thinks that’s making a slow decision. He was…really taking the time to consider it.”

When Daddy nodded, Papa looked over at me with confusion clearly written on his face, so it felt like I had to translate for him. “Yeah, we…we already had that discussion before you came over.”

It wasn’t the time to talk about the marriage part…even if I could figure out how to explain it in a way that would make sense.

“Oh.” Papa turned back to Daddy, but he was smart and didn’t call Daddy weird. “Thank you for taking the time to think about how you feel.”

Drama averted.

Daddy beamed at him. “You’re welcome. You’re going to be a big part of my life either way, so I want to make sure I show you how important you are.”

I wasn’t sure Papa knew what to say to that, but he smiled and gave Daddy another kiss. “Thank you.”

When in doubt thank Daddy for being thoughtful…got it.

“You’re welcome.” Daddy looked very happy with the situation but that led to him looking around and looking mischievous. “We really need a bigger chair where I can sit on both your laps, but all the couches are taken.”

Papa seemed to think that was cute, but gave his head a nod in my direction. “Our boy needs you more. He’s been very brave, but eventually he’s going to need your shirt again.”

Being a good grown-up was exhausting, so Papa was definitely right.

“You’re very sweet.” Daddy decided that meant Papa needed another kiss and a wiggle, but he popped up before Papa could do more than give him a little groan. “And sexy.”

I couldn’t help letting out a quiet laugh, but Papa didn’t mind. He sighed and shook his head. “He’s wiggly.”

That was one word for it.

“I give the best wiggles.” Daddy gave us both a wicked grin and wiggled as he sat back down on my lap. “And attention and blow jobs.”

Ugh…he made me blush again.

Papa chuckled and gave me a heated look that made the blushing worse. “I think you’re going to have to be very clear about what your first date limits are.”

Daddy’s naughty expression as he looked over at Papa said I wasn’t the only one who needed limits. I really wanted to tease him about that but the words wouldn’t come out. I managed to point at him as my face made me look like a tomato, though.

He laughed and didn’t seem worried.

Would he let Dally do that?

On the first date.

Oh, onourfirst date?

He really wanted to date both of us?

How was I supposed to ask that?

There were a lot of things I was probably supposed to ask but I’d never been in a situation like this before.

Unfortunately, the questions I had wouldn’t come out and the others I should ask just wouldn’t come to mind. I could probably eventually get them out but I wasn’t up to that much stress. It’d been a long evening before I’d met Dally and Santos and then everything had gotten confusing.

And sexy.

But still confusing.

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