Chapter 5 Tae
TAE
“There.” It was finally coming together, just as Daddy suggested—with multiple favorites included. It wasn’t quite done, but at least I finally had a clearer vision. “Daddy?”
“In here,” he called from the bedroom.
“Why are you in bed?” He was all curled up with his iPad, smelling like our bodywash. “You showered without me?”
“I didn’t want to bother you. You were hard at work.” Was Daddy sad? Shoot, he said no work, but when it hit me, I had to run with it.
I jumped up on the bed and kissed him. “You were right.”
“I was?” His face scrunched up and he was back to being confused Daddy. I rubbed the wrinkles on his forehead and kissed him again.
“Yup. Multiple things, all my favorites. It’s the only way to do it.” Daddy flipped me over onto the bed and tickled me. “Gonna pee! Gonna pee!”
“Alright, Silly Boy. I’m so proud of you, I knew you’d find your way.”
“You always believed in me, Daddy, even when I didn’t.”
“Oh baby,” Daddy wrapped me up nice and tight in his arms, “even daddies make mistakes and when you’re lost, so am I.”
“But I found my way and it’s all because of you.” Didn’t Daddy see how important he was to me? How he always helped me find the light, even in the dark?
“I-I don’t understand.”
“You’re the one that suggested multiple things and at the time I didn’t want to hear it.
But then,” I held my shiny ring finger up, “you asked me the best question of all, and I want our day to be perfect. I want to say, ‘I do’ to the only man who will ever have my heart and then I want to play with my friends at our house.”
It was like a light bulb went off behind Daddy’s eyes. “Then play you shall, my love.”
Daddy forgot he was ticklish too. My fingers danced along his tummy and he laughed, then once we flipped over, I gave him a big sloppy kiss and scootched out from under him and over the side of the bed. “Be right back.” Time to take care of my Daddy.
I scrubbied and cleaned each nook and cranny, as Daddy called it, hoping his hands touched every inch of me. It had been far too long since we had sexy grown-up time.
“Nakey boy, let me get your jammies.” Daddy said as he sat up when I came out, but I giggled and slid into bed beside him before he could escape.
“Daddy milky.” I latched on to a nipple and Daddy moaned while I played with the other. Droplets of milk came out when I squeezed it and swirled it around with my fingertip. I knew how sensitive he was and I knew exactly what I was doing.
“Little Boy, you’re playing with fire.”
Daddy moaned when I giggled around his nipple and nipped it. I loved getting Daddy all riled up, especially when it came with happy, happy endings.
I moved on top of Daddy and switched nipples, his hands instantly gripped my butt, and he ground our erections together while sliding a finger down along my crack.
“Someone was naughty in the bathroom.” My lips stayed in place, drinking Daddy’s sweet milk though I giggled again.
Yup, I cleaned, prepped, and lubed. I was Daddy’s needy boy tonight.
“My naughty little imp, you know what that does to me.”
That I did, so I giggled again.
Daddy’s cockhead traced the same line his finger had and pressed against my hole. “Inside,” I whispered. Daddy inside of me was what I craved. It’d been far too long since we had sexy times.
“My love, I’ll never hurt you, you know that. Daddy has to make sure you’re ready first.”
His finger’s moved back to my hole, circling it then easily slid inside. My teeth connected with his overly sensitive chest. Daddy’s hips bucked up. “Naughty boy took Daddy’s job. You know how much I love prepping you.”
As soon the tip of Daddy’s cock touched my rim I sat up and forced him all the way inside.
“Jesus, Tae.”
But I got what I wanted. Daddy’s boy always did, even though tonight was about me taking care of Daddy with the bonus of an orgasm for myself.
“Tae, when you do that with your hips,” Daddy’s eyes rolled back as I shimmied them again. Firmly, he gripped my hips and thrust up in rapid succession, fucking me hard. Winded, I had to let go and catch my breath. “Keep sucking, boy.”
Demanding Daddy was so freaking hot.
Daddy pushed inside me as far as he could go, held me tight, then grunted and flipped us over. Apparently Daddy was just as pent up as me. Can’t deny what his rough, take charge side was doing to me.
“Tae, I’ve missed this so much.” Daddy kissed me, his tongue slid between my lips, tangling with mine. Even kissing this intimately hadn’t happened for a long time for us. Things had to change. Daddy and I had to find more grown-up time together.
The punishing pace slowed. Frantic, desperate motions were replaced by ones of love and tenderness.
Making love.
“Daddy, I need you.”
“I’ve got you, my love. Daddy’s always got you.”
Daddy reached between us and stroked my cock. “Daddy,” I gasped. I couldn’t arch up with his weight on me, it kept me firmly in place and for some reason, I really liked that. This was new, like we’d awakened a whole new us.
And I loved every second of it.
“Come for Daddy, Tae. Daddy really has to…”
Before he got a chance to finish, I latched onto his nipple and he came hard. The throbbing warmth that filled me was all it took and I cried out his name as I came. “Daddy!”
“That was…” Daddy lost his words as he rolled over beside me, sweaty and spent.
“I know, I felt it too.” It was unlike anything we’d ever shared. I only wished I had the energy to do it again. “What time is it?”
Daddy reached toward the nightstand, groaning as he moved and grabbed his phone. “Twelve twenty-seven.”
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Daddy.”
“Yes, indeed it is. Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”
Waking up on Valentine’s Day, the glint of the shiny ring caught in the morning light sneaking through the curtains was the first thing I saw.
We were engaged.
I was engaged.
Who knew three lost kids, born into absolute filth by drug addicted parents, would ever get anything out of life. Somehow, we did, and we owed it all to our grandmother, Oscar, and the wonderful man I not only got to call Daddy, but my fiancé.
I was getting a real forever, and a very happy one at that.
Now, where was that fiancé of mine?
The cabin was toasty warm, and smelled of burning logs, so Daddy was hiding somewhere nearby. I dressed in my footie pj’s, hoping for a lazy day. I even left Stitch and LJ in bed so they could relax too. Maybe we could play in the snow later and have yummy hot chocolate again.
“Daddy?” There he was. Found him sitting on the couch, playing on his iPad. “What’re you looking at?”
“Good morning, my Valentine. Believe it or not, I’m pricing lots of land. You know how my brain works, I get all the details, put them in a spreadsheet, then analyze it.”
“And Analyze it again. You always make the right decisions for us, Daddy.”
“You’re too kind. Come on, Daddy will make you breakfast.” He handed me a bottle of my special Daddy milky. “What would you like to do today?”
“Can we just hang out here? Our vacation is almost over, and I want to get as much Daddy time as I can. I know we have a couple big jobs to do when we get home.”
“And you’re afraid everything is gonna go back to the way it was, aren’t you?”
“Well, yeah. I mean, last night was intense and great but it had been a long time.” Sometimes outside of the moment, it was hard to talk about sexy stuff.
“Understood and I don’t disagree. I also think we should set aside one night a week for date night. Big or little dates, you get to pick.”
“Really?” All kinds of ideas hit me. Movies, the arcade, ooohhh, the new indoor foam pit jumpy things. My head bounced up and down, it had no choice since the rest of my body was doing the same. “Yay! Daddy dates!”
“Yes, and Daddy’s sorry he let work get in the way of us. Nothing is more important to me than you, Tae. I hope you know that.”
“I do, Daddy. We just got too busy.” And brain blocked, but I left that out because that was fixed.
At least, I hoped it was. I’ve got a few ideas sketched up for my playroom, but I don’t want Daddy to know what they are yet.
It’s gonna be a lot of work, but it only has to be done once, and I want to surprise Daddy when it’s all finished.
Finally, I was excited about my playroom.
“When we get back, do you need me on the new job or is Oscar helping you?”
Daddy got that ‘what is my boy up to’ look in his eyes. Brow raised and all. “Why?”
“I wanna get started on my room.”
His eyes lit up as he smiled wide. “I’m happy to hear that. I’m sure Oscar and I can get it done just fine. Tell me what you need, and I’ll order all the supplies.”
I launched off the chair like a rocket and ran straight to him. “You are seriously the best Daddy any boy could wish for.”
“That’s only because I have the best boy any daddy could ever wish for.”
We’d gone right past cute and directly into cheesy.
“Shoot, I almost forgot.” Daddy jogged around the corner and came back a few minutes later with a bag. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”
“Double shoot!” We’d said the words to each other first thing then both forgot the gifts we got for the other one. I grabbed the bag for Daddy from its hiding place and handed it to him. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”
We dug into our bags at the same time. It was so exciting, like a mini-Christmas. “Ooohhh, teddy bear sockies,” they were so warm. “A box of candy and new coloring books. Thank you so much, Daddy.”
“You’re very welcome. Thank you for the picture frame and box of candy.”
“You’re welcome. I thought we could put the picture of our snow angels in it.
” I’d forever associate that picture with the time Daddy asked me to marry him.
He had no idea how much it meant that he wanted to keep me forever.
He never hid who I was from anyone, smiling whenever he introduced me as his partner.
Even let me call him Daddy around others.
We weren’t ashamed of our lifestyle or our love.
Most of all, Daddy wasn’t ashamed of me.
I made my own money working at Ashwood, Daddy made sure I got a fair salary. No matter what changed with Oscar becoming a partner, I knew without a doubt that Daddy would always make sure I was taken care of and happy. As long as we were together, I would be.
“Tonight, we’ll have a date night at the cabin and Daddy will make a special dinner since you want to stay in.”
“I’d love that, Daddy. Whatcha making?” For me cooking anything beyond microwave use was a bad idea. Nearly burnt the kitchen down trying to make mac ‘n cheese from a box. If Daddy hadn’t come home when he did the kitchen and likely the whole house would’ve been POOF! Up in smoke!
Yeah, kinda got permanently grounded from cooking after that. It wasn’t my fault that the movie Stitch and I were watching was more important than the boiling water. Who knew it would evaporate if left alone and that the box sitting too close to the burner was a bad thing.
Well, I did now.
Oopsie.
“Well, I had planned on asking you to marry me today, but when I saw you in front of our snow angels it presented the perfect moment and I took it for the sign that it was. Cliché, I know, but I’m a sappy Daddy. What do you think about a big dinner date?”
“I’ve had little time most of our vacation. I think a grown-up date with Daddy, oops, my fiancé Chuck, sounds fantastic.” Why did that make me feel all giggly inside?
Daddy smiled, that special smile he saved just for me. “Pick you up at five in the living room?”
The giggles couldn’t be contained. “I’ll be there. Look for the boy with the shiny new ring.” Flirting was not a game I played well at all. I remember the one time I tried, did the whole sexy eye thing, and Daddy asked if I was constipated. Yeah, not doing that again.
For a while we laid on the couch at opposite ends, our feet meeting in the middle. Daddy had made a fire, and we shared a blanket while I drew and he played on his iPad. The vision for my room was coming to life, and I couldn’t wait for Daddy to see it when it was all done.
“Sweetheart,” Daddy said as we finished lunch. “Daddy needs to run a couple of errands in town. Do you want to go with me or stay here.”
Warm and comfy, I was staying put. “I’ll stay here, Daddy.” He put a couple big logs on the fire, gave me a kiss and headed out.
It felt wonderful having the ideas flow through me. Who knew a simple vacation a couple hours away from home was what we both needed. It was like I found myself all over again, only this time it didn’t require being handcuffed.
Daddy came back, arms full of bags, sat them down, and went right back outside. Curiosity had his boy picking through them but all I found was boring food.
“Looking for something?” I jumped a foot in the air. “Busted!”
“Sorry, Daddy, but prezzies,” I waved my arms in front of the bags.
He kissed my head, “Here, this is for you.”
“Mmm, nummy hot chocolate. Thank you, Daddy,” I stood on tiptoes to kiss him. He’d picked it up at the diner in town. I loved theirs. It had lots of whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles.
“You relax while Daddy makes dinner.”
“Date dinner.”
“Yes, date dinner. I’ll see you at five.”
I checked the time on my phone, and with an hour to go, I cleaned up my mess and took a shower to get ready. Why was I so excited about this?
Cause it was silly vacation fun.
I’d only brought casual clothes and jammies, which narrowed it down to jeans and a sweater for dinner. When I came out of the bedroom, I found Daddy standing in the middle of the living room holding a big bunch of pink roses.
“Daddy, are those for me?”
“Yes, they’re for you, my Valentine date.”
Daddy kissed me then I sniffed the roses. “They smell so pretty. Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome. I have a vase on the table ready for them and dinner is served.” He took my arm like we were at some fancy restaurant, and he even pulled the chair out for me.
I watched as he filled our plates, steak, potatoes and salad, then brought them to the table and joined me.
“I didn’t get any wine since neither of us like it. I just want to say that Tae, this has been the most magical trip of my life.”
“Me too, Daddy. I’ll never forget our time here. Ever.”