Chapter Six #3
As they enjoyed a quiet dinner together, Aiden animatedly recounted their day as if Rocky hadn’t been there with him, but Rocky didn’t mind as Aiden told him all his favorite parts of the day.
It warmed something in Rocky to see Aiden so completely free to be overly animated.
If his boy could feel safe to express every emotion with such fierce fire, then Rocky was doing something right.
“Can I be excused Daddy? I want to build!” Aiden hadn’t eaten as much as normal, but excitement would do that to a Little, so he let Aiden go play and made a mental note to give him a good snack later.
Aiden went straight to his Christmas sets, selecting the Christmas tree set and carefully arranging each bag of bricks in preparation.
Rocky left him to it and went about clearing away the food and setting things out for bed.
They had another big day tomorrow. He wanted Aiden to be well rested for it.
By the time Rocky had finished prep for their evening routine, Aiden had already constructed the base for the tree and first foot of the three foot tree.
Rocky was constantly in awe of Aiden’s abilities and the speed with which he could build something.
What would take Rocky hours to figure out, Aiden could do in mere minutes.
“Baby, it’s bath time. We have another big day tomorrow.”
Aiden didn’t even look up from what he was doing as he replied, “but I need to finish the tree. It’s not Christmas without a Christmas tree.”
“You’ll have plenty of time tomorrow to work on it. I’ll make sure of it.”
“But Daddy, tomorrow is Christmas Eve. What if I don’t finish in time? Santa won’t have a tree to leave my present under if I don’t finish in time!” As his agitation increased, so did the speed with which Aiden selected and placed bricks, moving so quickly he almost blurred in Rocky’s vision.
“Baby,” Rocky knelt down to Aiden’s level and took his chin between his thumb and finger.
Gently, he turned and tilted Aiden’s head so that his boy could look directly into his eyes.
“I will make absolutely certain you have plenty of time to finish before Santa comes. Look how much you’ve already done in the short time since you started.
I won’t let Santa come to a half-finished tree. I promise.”
The tension seemed to ease from Aiden’s shoulder with each word until, finally, Aiden nodded his agreement and let Rocky help him up and lead him to the bathroom.
They left everything in the living room exactly as it was so Aiden’s system wouldn’t be disturbed and as Rocky stripped Aiden down for his bath, his heart melted when the other man said, “Thank you, Daddy. Today was the best day of my life.”
Best feeling ever.
Aiden
Aiden leaned forward so Daddy could wash his back.
Bathtime was a favorite ritual for Aiden.
Not only because bathtime was the first time Aiden had realized how truly Daddy had wanted him, but also because being cared for so intimately was relaxing and freeing in a way that was hard to explain but completely addictive.
During bathtime, he didn’t have to worry about anything but pleasing his Daddy by letting him care for Aiden.
Rocky was the kind of Daddy that truly got joy and fulfillment from taking care of Aiden.
So, by letting go during bath time, Aiden could give his Daddy what he needed, while also getting what he himself needed as well.
Aiden wouldn’t say that bathtime felt better than sex, let’s not get crazy or anything, but it did sometimes feel more intimate. He was letting everything go, and just being, while his Daddy took care of everything. Yeah, bathtime was his favorite time of the day.
As he followed Daddy’s direction to lean back again, Aiden couldn’t help but hope that bathtime led to his other favorite time of the day.
He didn’t worry about trying to make it go there, though.
That wasn’t up to him. The straining erection poking out from the top of the bubbles was enough indicator to let Daddy know what he hoped for.
It would be up to Daddy whether he got it.
With precise movements Daddy ran the cloth over Aiden’s shoulders’ neck, chest, torso, and legs, studiously avoiding the one part of Aiden most begging for Daddy’s attention.
With each deliberate avoidance, Aiden’s breathing sped up and his heart raced more.
When Daddy took his time cleaning Aiden’s feet and meticulously getting between each toe, Aiden’s arousal was such that he couldn’t stop a little moan from slipping out.
They didn’t speak beyond Daddy’s instructions, but Aiden could feel every word Daddy wasn’t saying in reverence with which Daddy treated Aiden’s body.
Like he was precious, beautiful, and every single inch of his was desirable to the other man.
Aiden wasn’t sure how Daddy managed to convey those feelings with just a cloth and soap, but somehow he did and Aiden had never felt more special in his life.
Daddy rinsed the cloth and applied more soap. Again, without a single word so Aiden was practically panting with need.
“Please…” The plea slipped out without Aiden’s permission, but when Daddy wrapped the cloth around Aiden’s shaft, giving it one long firm stroke, he couldn’t bring himself to regret the single word.
“Is this what you need, baby boy?”
Aiden enthusiastically nodded his head.
“Words, baby. Tell Daddy exactly what you need.”
Aiden sucked in a breath as Daddy squeezed his length with just the right amount of pressure. “You, Daddy,” Aiden panted out. “I need you.”
“You’ll have to be more specific than that, Little boy. Tell Daddy how you need him. And don’t leave out the details.”
They had played this game before. Aiden wasn’t in the right headspace though, to decide what he wanted and how. So, he opened his mouth and got real honest with Daddy.
“I don’t know exactly what I want. I just know what I need, Daddy.
I need you. To be dominated and taken, however you want.
Just please, Daddy. Please.” Aiden’s hips lifted as Rocky responded to his words with another firm stroke.
It felt so good. Rocky’s attention was Aiden’s addiction, and each stroke was another hit to Aiden’s system.
“Then let’s get you out of this bath, hmmm? Daddy wants to play.”
Aiden wasn’t about to argue with that.