Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Konnor
Last night was more than I could have ever dreamed of. As far as first dates go, it was absolutely perfect. Daddy was so attentive. The man made sure there wasn't a single moment that I questioned what was going on or what would come next.
Dinner was delicious. Nellie went above and beyond with the food, providing a variety of treats for us, all of which I was able to eat with my hands.
When we got back to Daddy’s place, we did exactly as he said. We got ready for bed, me in an oversized t-shirt and him in just his pajama pants. Then we climbed onto his ultra soft mattress, and he held me all night long.
It was absolutely perfect.
Waking up this morning feels better than any sleep I've had in ages. I'm excited to see what the day is going to hold. Will we have more fun like we did yesterday? Will it just be a lazy day here at his place? Will he want to come to my apartment?
The thought makes me stop short. I don't have as much to offer him as he does. My life isn't as exciting, nor do my things reflect that. I have only the most basic necessities. Not a fully furnished place that looks ready for a family.
“What are you thinking about so hard over there, pretty boy?” Daddy asks me. His voice is deep from just waking up. I like that I get to hear this version of him. It feels more personal somehow.
I smile as I listen to the quiet surrounding us for a moment before I answer. “Just wondering how we ended up here.”
The arm around me pulls me closer to his chest. “Well, you see, once upon a time, someone invented this thing called a car. It works with a battery and runs off gas, though there are some that are magical and you plug them in like a toaster.”
I giggle at his description. “I know what a car is, Daddy. I'm not looking for that kind of explanation. It's more like I don't know how we got here. How I ended up calling you Daddy. And now how I'm your boy. It all feels like it moved so fast.”
The smile on his face doesn't dim one bit. If anything, it's steady and reliable, just like he is.
“Are you upset about anything that happened last night?” I shake my head at his question. “And at any point did you want to use your safe word?”
“Absolutely not. That's not even a thought that crossed my mind.”
Daddy presses a kiss to my forehead. “Then all is well.
You and I had a good time, which means overthinking it is just going to lead to one or more of us being upset.
If we're happy, then I say we leave it be. Why should we question how long something is meant to take? I saw you and knew that I wanted to be a part of your life. When we got to talking, I realized you might be just what I had been searching for. Why do we have to question that?”
His tone is so sincere, it makes me wonder why I'm questioning it at all. That in turn just confuses me because now I've jumbled it all up. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in.
The scent of Daddy and fresh linen sheets fuels me. It revives the confidence I felt the night before while we nibbled on food at the restaurant.
“I'm sorry for doubting us, Daddy,” I tell him. “It's hard for me to accept that good things can sometimes come my way.”
He shakes his head. “No apology is needed.
You have every right to question my motives.
Things are new between us, and we have a lot to learn about one another.
What I want to reassure you of is that I'm here to support you whether that's at work or when we're alone like this.
I want you to know that I have your back.
Part of my caregiving goes beyond simply feeding you or making sure you get enough sleep.
It's also about your mental well-being.”
I tuck my face into his chest and wrap my arms around his back. “Okay, Daddy. In that case, can we have more snuggles this morning? You're really comfy.”
He laughs, and the sound vibrates against my cheek. “Sure thing, pretty boy. I'm happy to give you whatever you need. Let's spend another fifteen minutes or so in bed, then we'll get up and get some food going.”
He doesn't say it as a question, but I nod anyway. It feels like a perfect morning to me. One I could get used to if I'm not careful.
I stop the negative thought instantly. Daddy just reassured me that there’s nothing to worry about. If this were a normal relationship—though what is normal?—I wouldn't be this doubtful. It's because there’s so much happening all at once. That has to be the reason.
With that piece of the puzzle in place, I shut off my mind, close my eyes, and allow myself to relax against him. Daddy's deep breaths soothe me and lull me into a state of being that's so comfortable I nearly fall back asleep
When he gently taps my bottom and tells me it's time to get up, I fight against the whine building in my chest. I don't want to get up. I want to stay in this bed with him forever, the way it should be. The way I wish it could be.
“How do you feel about pancakes for breakfast?” he asks once we're both standing.
I stretch my arms up. “Sounds perfect.”
Daddy watches the way his shirt rises with the movement.
You can’t really see anything other than a little bit more of my legs since Daddy is so tall, but it's enough to have his gaze heating up.
Part of me wants to encourage him to chase that feeling.
I want to know what he tastes like. More than that, I want to know what he feels like.
Ever since last night, I have pictured what it would be like to have him inside me. Thinking about it sends a shiver down my spine.
“Food first,” he grumbles, having clearly picked up on where my thoughts went.
He leads me into the kitchen with a hand to my lower back. It feels rather formal considering we're barely dressed. Still, I do as he says and hop up on one of the kitchen counter chairs. It swivels side to side as I watch him and kick my feet.
Daddy pulls out all the ingredients he needs for pancakes and then gets to work. He hums as he mixes everything, and I can't help but become enamored by it. He's handsome in his own right with chiseled muscles defining his body and a smile that could stop traffic.
But it's the deeper parts of him that really fascinate me. The way he has been kind and caring. His openness even when it could have gotten a negative reaction. The way that he takes time to guide me through each step of our relationship. It's all utterly perfect.
I might not have been into the kink lifestyle, however, if you pushed that part aside, he's pretty much everything I would want in a partner. Him being a Daddy fits something I didn’t even know I needed.
When he finishes the first batch of pancakes, he plates them up and sets them in front of me. “Syrup, whipped cream, honey? What's your poison?”
“Syrup,” I reply instantly. “And some fruit if you have it.”
He walks over to the fridge and pulls it open. “I don't get abs like this eating junk food every day.”
“Such a shame. Wouldn’t that be awesome. I’d have a ten-pack, Daddy!
He lets out a boisterous laugh while pulling out some pre-cut-fruit options. After he lays them on the counter, he goes to the cabinet and gets the syrup.
I get to work doctoring up my food while he makes his next. When he's completely done, he sits beside me and eats his own with just a hint of syrup. It's a really domestic scene. One I could not have imagined before yesterday, yet I find myself completely obsessed with.
After breakfast is over, Daddy pulls me into the living room, easing me down on the couch. “It's time for more cuddles. I think this time we should put a movie on too. Why don't you pick out something? It doesn't matter what. Anything is fine.”
He hands me the remote and heads off down the hallway. I'm sure it's so he can get a blanket to cover us up with. His house is chillier than I expected. My legs being exposed only heighten that fact.
When he returns with the comforter from his bed, I giggle. I'm still searching for something, yet nothing is appealing to me. Daddy sits down and covers both of our laps with a blanket.
“May I?” he asks, pointing toward the remote. “I have an idea based off of how last night went.”
I hand him the remote. My curiosity is strong enough I'm willing to risk whatever he has in mind. Then again he hasn't steered us wrong so far.
He opens up another app on the tv. After that, he goes about keying in the words “cat videos” in the search.
The screen fills with icons of various cat videos. From playing with toys to POVs where the camera looks as if it's on the cat's collar. I lean onto his shoulder because this right here is absolutely perfect. It's exactly what I would have chosen had I been awake enough to truly think about it.
Daddy selects one that is the POV of the cat. “Why don't we start here? I saw your eyes light up whenever I scrolled across it. I'm curious as to what they'll find too.”
When the video starts, we get to follow along with this cat as it rushes through what looks like a jungle from his POV, but it's probably just a bush.
Then it jumps onto a concrete wall and travels down it with ease.
At the end of the wall, it comes across another cat.
They meow at each other back and forth for a bit as if having a conversation before it jumps down and takes off again.
It then moves around a house, eats a couple of snacks, and lays down in the sun.
It feels like the most relaxing thing in the world to watch. When the video shuts off, I realize over an hour has passed. I blush as I look up at Daddy.
“Did we really just watch a cat video for over an hour?”
His laugh is all the response I need. He kisses the tip of my nose, then my forehead, and finally my lips.
“I would watch cat videos with you all day if it made you smile like this.
All I want is for you to be happy. With me preferably, but happy nonetheless.
If videos of kittens do it, well then, I'm on board.”
“You do make me happy, Daddy,” I tell him earnestly. “I never imagined any of this would happen, but I don't want to lose it.”
“You won't lose me.” His voice is just as strong as mine.
“You have me for as long as you want.”
“How about forever?” I ask, my voice full of humor and hope.
“Forever sounds good. Now how about I start up another video and go grab you a snack? Surely my boy is hungry by now.”
“Can we have some more fruit?”
His smile grows wider. “Of course! Anything for my boy.”
As Daddy leaves to get the food and the video begins to play, I smile to myself. This really has been the most amazing day. Really, the most amazing week.
I stumbled into a great job, I'm surrounded by truly supportive people, and I gained a boyfriend who's also my Daddy. I don't know where the future is going to take me, but I'm pretty fucking excited about it.