CHAPTER 7
SCARLETT
“Daddy!” I whine.
He walks into the room, carrying Juniper. For the last few minutes, he has been in the kitchen, doing who knows what, leaving me in the living room.
I don’t know how many days have passed since he’s allowed me to be somewhere other than the bedroom, but I am sick and tired of doing nothing.
“Yes, Little One?” he asks, sitting down next to me on the couch.
“When can I get up and move a little?” I ask. “Aiden came the other day and told me I was fine to take gentle exercise.”
“No.”
“Daddy.” I glare at him.
He places Juniper in her cot, and she makes cute baby noises, like she’s talking to herself.
“I said no. I don’t want you hurting yourself. You can rest for longer,” he says.
“I am growing so fed up of sitting on the couch or the bed. I want to walk a little. He said it was fine as long as I rested when I got tired,” I point out.
“I said no.”
I glare at him, not liking him saying that word.
“Please?” I beg.
If I knew I wouldn’t get into trouble for getting onto my knees, I would drop to them now.
“I’ll suck you off if you let me walk around a little.” I smile at him.
Daddy groans but shakes his head.
“You don’t want that?” I ask, caving my shoulders in.
“Oh, Little One, I want that a lot, but no. You cannot bribe me with a blowjob to get me to let you walk around.” He taps my nose.
“I thought that was going to work for sure,” I mumble to myself. “Please? I’ll give you a few. Whenever you want one. Maybe I can even fall asleep with you in my mouth.”
I have heard several people doing that, and it has always intrigued me. Would it be just like a pacifier? I have slept with a pacifier, and it was the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had.
Sadly, that was the one and only time I had tried it. He came back the next day, and I knew if he found it, he would be livid, so I hid it. Then he never left that night, which meant I couldn’t use it.
Daddy looks at me for several seconds before a soft smile forms on his face. “If you want to try falling asleep with my cock in your mouth, we can try that,” he gently says. “But that is only if you want to do that.”
I shrug and look away. I didn’t think the conversation was going to be thrown back at me, and I’m not ready.
“There is nothing to be ashamed about. I know some Littles who do that with their Daddies. Some even suck on their Daddies’ cocks to calm down when they are super anxious,” Daddy says.
“There is nothing wrong with it. If you want to see if it’ll help you sleep better, then we can try.
Or if you just want to try a pacifier first, we can also do that.
I meant to ask if you wanted to try one to see if your sleep will improve. ”
“You know I don’t sleep well?” I ask, turning toward him.
Almost every single night, I have woken up from a nightmare. I’ve never screamed out, but I have gasped and am breathing heavily when I realize that I’m safe. But Daddy never moved or made it seem like he was awake. I didn’t want to bother him when he was still sleeping in the chair.
I cringe at the thought. I’ve been trying to get him to sleep in the bed or move us to a different room, but he won’t have it. He wants me to be comfortable.
I think I would be more comfortable if he was in bed with me. His strong arms wrapped around me, shielding me from everything. But I haven’t voiced it yet, too afraid that he is going to reject me.
“Yes, Little bit I have noticed you waking up in the night.” His voice is soft, like he is trying to help me to stop worrying.
“Why haven’t you said anything?” I ask, turning to look at him.
“I don’t want to scare by moving, so I stay silent, listening out for if you can’t breathe or need me to hold you.
I also didn’t want to invade your space if you don’t want to be touched.
Some people don’t like to be touched after a nightmare,” Daddy explains.
“But it kills me every single time. I want to come over and hold you so you can let it all out. I want to hold you and rock you to calm you down. I want you close so I can fight everything that dares come toward you.”
Tears stream down my face as he says those words.
“Oh, Little bit. That didn’t mean to make you cry.” He cups my face with both hands. “I didn’t mean to make you cry. You’re okay. Daddy is right here.”
Before I know it, I’m on his lap with his arms around me. I grip onto his shirt, crying into his chest as he holds me tightly.
“I know, you’re okay. Daddy is right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
I don’t know how long we sit there, but it is exactly what I need. To feel protected and loved. To feel like someone cares for me. To feel the heat coming from his skin, seeping into me.
“I thought you didn’t wake up,” I whisper.
I don’t know why the thought made me sad, but it did.
“I always wake up.” He kisses my forehead.
“Next time can you come to me?” I say after a couple of seconds.
I hold my breath, waiting for him to say something, anything. It feels like hours go by as I wait for his answer, but in reality, it’s just a couple of seconds.
“Are you sure?” he asks. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or pressured to say yes.”
“I’m sure. Please,” I practically beg. “I think you sleeping in the bed with me will help,” I mumble, for once being brave to do something for me.
His body stills, and I close my eyes tightly.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything,” I rush out, pushing against him.
Daddy holds me tight, not letting me off his lap.
“Stop,” he commands.
I still, but I don’t meet his gaze.
“Look at Daddy.”
I look at his chest.
“Look at Daddy,” he repeats.
“I am,” I reply.
“In the eyes,” he growls.
I look up at him, making eye contact.
“When I say look at Daddy, I mean this.”
“How was I supposed to know? I don’t want to assume. That makes an ass out of you and me. And you said look at you, and technically I was looking at you,” I reply with sass.
My eyes go wide as I stare at him, not believing I actually said that out loud. But I’m not going to back down now. No way, I said it, and I was going to stick by it.
“Really?” he asks.
I nod, less confident than before.
“I think someone needs their bottom spanked.”
“Nope! Aiden didn’t give you permission to spank me, and I don’t think I need any. I did nothing wrong,” I sweetly reply.
“Nothing?”
I nod again. “Nothing. I was only telling you the truth. That you need to be clearer with what you mean when you say things. Some people could take it the wrong way.”
“Mhm. I don’t think so,” he replies.
My mouth drops open. “Wh-what?”
“You knew exactly what I meant when I said look at me.” He gives me a pointed look.
So maybe I did know what he meant, but he should have been more specific about where he wanted me to look at him. Not my fault, he wasn’t.
“And it’s a good thing Aiden is coming over in a minute to check you over again. We can ask him if I can spank you or if I need to use other punishments or keep them in a little book for later,” Daddy deadpans.
“Yo-you can’t ask him that!” I stutter out. “You can’t ask him whether you can spank me or not!”
“And why not?” Daddy raises an eyebrow.
“Because you can’t! It’s private!”
“He’s a Daddy Dom and a doctor. I trust his opinion. If you want, we can go down to town to see another doctor who isn’t in the lifestyle, and I can ask him.”
I vigorously shake my head. “No! We will not go to another doctor.”
It’s bad enough that he’s asking Aiden, someone I am going to have to see regularly while I am staying here. To ask a doctor in the nearest town who isn’t in the lifestyle will be worse.
“So then I am going to ask Aiden,” Daddy announces.
Before I can say anything, Aiden walks through the door.
“Did I interrupt something? Do I need to come back at a different time?” he asks, stopping in his tracks.
I crawl off Daddy’s lap and sit on the couch. Daddy scowls at me, not liking that I’ve moved, most likely.
“No,” I reply.
“Yes,” Daddy growls.
“You weren’t interrupting anything,” I say again.
Aiden looks between us several times before settling on Daddy. I sigh, knowing Aiden is going to listen to him.
“I can come back at a later time, if needs be,” Aiden offers. “It’ll have to be later since I need to go visit another patient on the property. They fell and twisted their ankle. Nothing bad. I told them to elevate and ice it while I came here.”
“Oh then you can go help them,” I say before Daddy can say anything. “I don’t need to be looked over. I’m fine. Okay, maybe you can tell Daddy that it’s okay for me to walk a little as long as I don’t strain myself. He won’t let me do anything.”
Daddy smacks my inner thigh, and I gape at him.
“Did you just?” I whisper.
“Yes, I did just tap your inner thigh. Behave and don’t be smart,” he replies.
I open my mouth, but Aiden clears his throat.
“Yes?” I answer, looking at him.
“Do you want me to do it now or later, Thorin?” he asks.
“Now is fine,” he grumbles.
Aiden walks over to me and sets his medical bag on the coffee table before kneeling.
“How are you feeling? Really feeling.” Aiden starts to take some of my vitals.
I sigh. “I feel fine,” I whisper. “I feel like I am withering away on the couch or in bed, not able to do anything. I want to walk around a little, stretch my legs. I don’t want to do a lot since I know I am still healing, but I want to do something.”
Silence fills the room, and I cringe.
“She’s a little cranky. Hasn’t been sleeping well,” Daddy informs Aiden.
I look at him with my mouth open. “Wh-what?!” I raise my voice. “I have not been cranky… Okay, maybe I have been a little cranky, but it’s because I want to get up. I want to walk around a little and move freely.”
“And I said I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” Daddy replies.
“But I don’t. Not if you are there. I’ll only walk around when you are home so you can be right next to me,” I point out, practically begging him.
“No.”
I sigh, looking down at my hands as tears form in my eyes. I know he’s worried about me. I’m not going to get injured, though, especially if he is there with me.
“Thorin, can I talk to you for a couple of seconds?” Aiden asks, getting up from where he is sitting.
I blink back my tears as they walk to the other side of the room. Aiden starts talking, but I can’t hear anything. What are they talking about? It’s about me, no doubt. What if Aiden found something wrong with my vital?
“Little One,” Daddy calls out.
I focus on him to see concern written all over his face.
“Breathe, Little One. You’re okay,” he gently says. “Daddy will be right back in a second.”
I look at Juniper as Daddy talks to Aiden. I want to get up and listen, but I know once I stand up, all hell is going to break loose.
Before I know it, Daddy is next to me as Aiden kneels in front of me.
“I want you to listen to me closely,” Aiden begins. “Can you do that?”
I look up and nod my head. “Got my listening ears on.” I cup my hands behind my ears.
“Fucking adorable,” Daddy whispers.
I grin up at him before turning back to Aiden, waiting for him to talk.
“You can walk around a little, but only when Daddy is around. While you might feel better, your body might not be ready to move so much. You are to take it easy and only walk no more than thirty minutes twice a day,” Aiden says.
“You are going to be tired after the first time, so listen to your body and listen to your Daddy.”
I nod, a smile spreading across my face.
“If you get too tired, I want you to lie down and take a nap. Your body is still healing from giving birth and driving for hours soon after.” Aiden gives me a pointed look.
“Promise I’ll only walk with Daddy by my side and only twice a day for five minutes,” I reply. “Will it increase as I show I’m okay?”
Aiden chuckles. “We’ll see how this week goes, and then we’ll reevaluate. Sound good?”
I nod. “Thank you.”
“Well, if that is all, continue what you are doing. As for sleeping better, try lavender. it can soothe you and help with sleep,” Aiden suggests, standing.
“Before you go, is she okay to spank?” Daddy asks.
“Daddy!” I shout. “You can’t ask that!”
“I would wait a little longer. You can give her lines or have her sit in the corner for time-outs. If you want to spank her, then keep a tally,” Aiden says.
My mouth drops open as I stare at Aiden, but he has a smile on his face.
“Be a good girl for your Daddy,” he says before leaving.
I turn to Daddy, not believing he just asked Aiden that.
“I thought we agreed that you weren’t going to mention that,” I point out.
“I wasn’t going to ask the doctor in town, the one who isn’t in the lifestyle. Aiden isn’t going to tell anyone.” Daddy kisses my forehead. “Now, let’s get some food into you.”