Chapter 10
Teddy
“Open your eyes, cheater.” Levi was trying to sound stern but I could hear him trying not to laugh. “You can’t pretend to be asleep. We’re at the need to have conversations point.”
Maybe…especially since my cheek seemed to be resting on his erection.
Did he walk around hard all the time?
I had a distinct memory of feeling him hard under me when I was cuddling with him earlier before our unexpected nap.
“No, thank you.” I was fairly certain we could put it off for a while if I could go back to sleep for longer. “I’m still tired.”
Ignoring his snort, I tried to take deep, slow breaths and did my best to make my brain go blank.
He poked me.
“Hey.” Shoot. He made me open my eyes. “That was my butt.”
He frowned and cocked his head. “No, I’m pretty sure it’s my property when I’m over here.”
That was sexy.
“No, it’s no.” Trying to sound reasonable was hard when he smirked like that.
“What do you think my Chipmunk would say?” He liked being right. “Let’s ask him. I think just getting out the crayons would make him ready to play.”
Groaning, I rolled over before I realized that it would put my face right over his erection. I must’ve looked like a startled rabbit because he laughed, and the deep, sexy sound sent a shiver through me.
“Naughty boy, you can’t avoid conversations that way.” His hand trailed down my back and over my ass, bringing my mind back to the “owning my ass” comment. “I’ll enjoy it while you try, though.”
“Now I don’t know what to do.” Grumbling, I refused to move since everything I’d done had made the situation worse. “I’m just going to stay right here until I die.”
Levi managed not to laugh but I could feel him shake as he held it back. “I’m not sure that’s a reasonable plan.”
I could make it work…as long as I stayed big enough not to get distracted.
My little side didn’t have any reservations about throwing himself at Daddy.
No.
Levi.
Levi.
Levi.
Had to stay big.
“Just to let you know, you keep talking and rubbing against my erection and I’m eventually going to come.” He said it so matter-of-factly, it took me a second to realize what he’d said. “Did you think I was just going to ignore that?”
Yes.
“Kind of, yes.” It seemed like the least awkward course of action.
“You were wrong about that because I’m not the least bit embarrassed about finding you sexy.” I could almost hear his shrug even if I couldn’t see it.
“You’re not supposed to say stuff like that.” At least I was pretty sure he wasn’t.
“You’re not little at the moment, so it’s fine.” He thought it was fine enough that his hand started running down my back again. “I’d have found a cuter way to tell my little Chipmunk that he was wiggling on Daddy a bit too much, but you’re big at the moment, so I can say cock.”
He was a pain in the butt.
“I can also say erection and dick and orgasm and thrust and needy and spank.” He laughed when all it took was a pat on my ass to make me squeak.
But in my defense, he timed it perfectly and I could almost feel his hand coming down on me harder.
“I think you like that word, but I can’t be certain until we have a limits discussion. ”
He wasn’t technically wrong but I didn’t like him being right.
“What do you think of that word?” Asking him questions wasn’t telling him what I was thinking, so it didn’t count as far as hiding was concerned.
“I like it.” As usual, Levi was confidence personified. “And I’m glad the word doesn’t scare you at the very least. I’m hoping that you like it because you have a great ass, but I’m good with just playing with it and not spanking it.”
Why did he say stuff like that?
“It’s not a must-have for you?”
Questions still didn’t count.
“No.” He paused, but it felt thoughtful, not stressful. “Being a Daddy and Dom in some way is a must-have and knowing my controlling tendencies aren’t driving my partner batshit are must-haves.”
My laugh was quiet but it made him huff dramatically. “Hey, you’d be surprised at the number of guys who think they’re subs because they like to bottom and don’t realize the difference. Even in small doses, I drive them insane.”
I could very easily see that.
“You don’t drive me crazy.”
That was just a sentence, so it didn’t count either.
“You have to tell me if my liking giving up control drives you crazy, though.” Still didn’t count. “For some reason I’ve run into Doms who think that everything outside of the bedroom should be seen as just vanilla, everyday kind of relationship stuff.”
He snorted.
As I thanked every god my mother had ever mentioned in passing, he sighed.
“That’s not a reasonable goal for either of us, so we’re just going to focus on extremes and ignore the middle.
I’ll let you know if you start to ask me to help you breathe and you let me know if I’m starting to tell you when to breathe. ”
He needed to read what the definition of reasonable was.
“Deal.”
So did I.
“Is my being on you like this a limit we need to talk about?” I probably should’ve asked that earlier but it’d slipped my mind. Everything felt too natural with Levi and I just didn’t think enough around him.
“No, naked or clothed, I would love to have your face on my lap.” He chuckled as I groaned, but didn’t feel the need to stop being so chatty. “Your ass could also replace your face and I’d be good too.”
“Thank you for making sure I know that.” My dry response got another laugh from him.
“You’re welcome.” He patted my ass, making me wonder if it was a reward or threat. “Chipmunk finds bathtime and having his clothes changed to be a good limit too, so unless told otherwise, I’m going to assume grown-up Teddy finds those limits acceptable even if he’s groaning and blushing.”
I was entirely too chatty when I was little…around Levi at the very least.
“Groans and blushing aren’t safewords.” Still didn’t count. I was just explaining what words meant. “And mine are the stoplight colors. I think we talked about that but I want to make sure I said it when I wasn’t little.”
“That’s helpful to confirm, thank you.” The pat that time was definitely a reward and so was the squeeze that followed it. “And I should probably confirm that I’m going to enjoy bathtime later too.”
Really?
“You’re staying that late?” He’d technically been over since breakfast, so I wasn’t sure when he’d want space.
“I’m staying until you tell me you’re bored or need a break.” His hand going up my back distracted me enough that I almost missed the next words that came out lower. “I won’t get offended.”
Oh.
I found myself sitting up before I’d realized what I’d done. “I won’t get bored of you.”
I liked being around Levi.
Since my impulsive side had already won, I straddled his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck getting a smile from him.
“I’ve liked how much time we’ve spent together today.
You made me breakfast and I had fun shopping.
Lunch was frustrating but the nap was good, and even if we need a breather, you could play on your phone for a while or something like that. You wouldn’t have to go.”
We had the whole house to ourselves…we had plenty of space.
Levi ran his hand over my head, teasing at the hair around my ears and grinning wider as he made me shiver. “Alright, but you have to promise to let me know if that changes.”
“I will.” Giving in to the push that was driving me crazy, I kissed his cheek and tried not to look like a tomato. “I’m not at that point, though.”
“I’m glad.” His smile was still closer to a smirk but that was probably because he won and I was talking to him about limits stuff. “Now, let’s get back to limits because I need more clarification about where I can touch before I get you in the bathtub, big or little.”
Wait.
Ignoring the limits conversation part, I focused on the more confusing bits. “Big or little?”
He rolled his eyes. “First of all, yes big. You’re hot and that’s only going to get better when you’re naked and wet. Duh. Second of all, if you can’t kiss anyone else or have them Daddy you and I’m going to be over all the time, that’s dating and that means steamy stuff eventually.”
Wow.
He’d actually said he wanted to date me.
“Do you think I might’ve hit my head when I was spying on you yesterday?” I studied him closer to see if he might be a hallucination. “This has been a weird twenty-four hours.”
“If we’d already had the fucking limits conversation I’d know if I could smack your ass for saying something that ridiculous.” He might not have smacked it, but he gave it another squeeze. “So we’re going to fix that right now. What color is spanking you?”
Oh.
“I…I think green but I’ve never done it.” Big. Had to stay big. “Um, I’ve liked what you’ve done so far and I’m not scared of it. I…there just wasn’t anyone I wanted to be that vulnerable with.”
“Good.” Levi always gave the most confusing responses. “Most people are bigger assholes than I am and we don’t do anything with people we don’t trust.”
Was it bad I wasn’t expecting that response?
“Have—” No. “You’re really distracting sometimes, but you said you wanted to spank me, right?”
One eyebrow went up.
Ugh.
“Try again. What were you going to ask first?” Stubbornness was setting in based on the expression he was wearing. “I’m really patient.”
And a pain in the butt.
“This is one of those safeword or answer situations, isn’t it?” I might’ve sighed just a tiny bit when he nodded. “Fine. Um, I was going to ask about your experience with spankings but then I realized that might be too personal.”
“I thought it would be something like that.” His smile came back as I got another ass pat. “I’m just going to say it takes me a while to warm up to people. So I haven’t spanked a sub who I would call my boy, but I took a class on how to do it safely.”
A class?
“You always say the most unexpected things.”
A class?
His grin made it tough to decide if I wanted to kiss him or shake him.
“I got access to my trust fund at twenty-one and the first thing I did was join a BDSM club. Like a real one. I don’t go to the club on regular nights or hook up with strangers, but I’ve taken a few private lessons with the owners.”
“You did it again.”
I was going to have to start charging him a dollar every time he said something weird.
Levi barked out a laugh. “Your face.”
“You did it.”
My mother was officially not the weirdest person I knew any longer.
“They’re kind of strange but really nice, and I’m well educated enough to know I will not hurt you unintentionally.” His eyes sparkled as he paused. “Come on. You know you want to say it.”
He was such a brat.
“You want to hurt me intentionally.”
He was so sexy when he got that look.
“Only in really good ways, Chipmunk.” Levi cupped my ass with both hands before squeezing it again. “Starting with you over my lap, but we can play with other things when we’re ready.”
I.
He.
We.
Wow.
“You really took lessons?”
I might’ve already asked that but it was what my brain kept circling back to.
“Yes.” Levi gave my ass a tiny pat and laughed when I squeaked. “I wasn’t going to spank random guys to figure out how to do it. That’s stupid and not me. So I went to a reputable source to learn to do things like that safely.”
No random guys?
“Can…can I ask…” Oh, that face. “Fine. I know I can ask.”
Should I ask was important too, but I knew better than to voice that one.
“Um, I know you’ve dated and had boyfriends, but most of them seemed to be vanilla from the rumors I heard.” My brain wasn’t working enough to figure a better word for not kinky. “Were those the only guys you’ve done stuff with? You said…you said you didn’t do stuff with random guys.”
I wasn’t sure what I was asking but I was hoping he did.
Or our conversation would just end up going in circles with both of us being confused and nosy.
Ugh.
I was just as nosy as my mother.