Page 9 of Their Little Helper

No.

No. This wasn’t the way to handle the situation.

The fucker was distracting me.

Shifting my gaze to the sweet boy Dally was camped out on, I focused on the wide-eyed cutie and ignored Dally. “I’m sorry I wasn’t clear about my intentions. You were so shy the first time I tried to talk to you, I thought you might need time to get used to the group.”

Or to lactating…or to liking men…

Honestly, the sheer number of things he could be processing was longer than I wanted to admit.

Dally huffed, wiggling his ass to remind the boy he was still there, but the cutie seemed to be able to multi-task even with an erection. “You…you were very polite, but…but I thought you must’ve thought I was someone else? Meeting people…here or anywhere else hasn’t been easy.”

Based on his reactions, I had a feeling that was an understatement.

“Sometimes people are stupid.” And sometimes they were just annoying attention whores.

Like the one who couldn’t shut up. “But sometimes they’re sexy and smart and go after what they want right away.”

The brat even kissed my sweet boy’s cheek.

Dickhead.

Just because he was technically sexy didn’t mean he got to keep my boy.

“Bulldozers are not always good long-term partners.” They were just drama queens. “They’re useful tools sometimes, but they can’t fix everything.”

My sweet boy was trying not to smile and his eyes were sparkling, but he couldn’t deny the reality of the bulldozer currently camped out on his lap. “I’ve never been in this situation before.”

And?

“And?” Dally couldn’t wait his fucking turn and interrupted my thinking.

“And I’m…confused?” Blinking at both of us, my boy looked like he wasn’t sure he was living in reality any longer. “This is…weird.”

We needed to work on his self-esteem.

“We’re going to work on your self-esteem, baby.” Dally’s words made me insane.

“Stop copying my thoughts.” He was so rude. “Get an original idea and stop saying everything that pops into your head. Hedoesn’t need to hear worries like that. You can build up a sub without explaining what the problem is to begin with.”

How did he not know that?

“I’m not going to hide anything from my boy.” Dally’s head pulled back in shock. “I’m his Daddy and honesty is incredibly important.”

“It’s not being honest to tell him in your first meeting that you think his self-esteem needs work. That’s just mean and is going to make him worry more.” He was like a walking, talking sledgehammer. “You slowly build up a sub like that and help them see their worth.”

Drama queens just had to make everything about themselves.

“I won’t go into a relationship hiding what I think from him. No matter if it’s how sexy he is and how I want to ride him or if it’s about his self-esteem. I won’t lie to him.”

Dally was like talking to a brick wall.

It was no wonder the orc people were debating what kind of mystical creature he was.

“It’s not lying to protect his feelings and slowly make him see he’s worth having a partner who will stand by his side and take care of him and see that he’s a wonderful submissive.” Emotions took time. “You can’t rush that.”

My boy was quiet as his gaze bounced between us, but he didn’t look upset. “He’s not the rushing type. It took him two visits just to talk to anyone.”

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