Chapter 15
Levi
“Confident is what we’re calling this, huh?” It wasn’t the word I’d have used but it was a good one…especially with the way it made him chuckle and kiss me again. “I approve of confidence.”
And I also approved of the way he’d been going back and forth on how big he was…but if he wanted to pretend to be a full grown-up for the time being, I was good with that.
“What else do you approve of?” Still giggling, he kissed my neck again and started nibbling his way up to my ear. “I approve of kisses.”
“Well, we know that I approve of kisses…but did you know I approve of kisses all over?” That seemed to be what he was looking to get to based on how funny he thought the whole situation was, and I was glad when his snickers said I’d played along correctly.
“I’m very green about anywhere your lips can go. ”
Part of him thought that was hilarious, but another part rocked against me. Thankfully, that seemed to mean both parts of my boy approved of where things were headed. “I’m green about putting my lips all kinds of places.”
So not all places?
I was assuming I knew where he was going with that, so I nodded. “I’m green with feeling those kisses.”
And with exploring anything else that came up.
I wasn’t quite at the tell his mother we were having sex phase, but I was at the show my partner I was committed and attracted to him phase.
“Are you green with going upstairs to explore kisses?” Rocking his hips forward again, probably to make sure I knew what he was talking about, Teddy finally reached my ear and nibbled as he whispered. “I think I’d like some privacy for that.”
Absolutely.
“I think that’s a wonderful plan, but you have to walk up the stairs first so I can fantasize about spanking you.
” He couldn’t seem to decide if he wanted to laugh or moan, but it wasn’t a no or a safeword.
“I’m going to think about spanking a sexy pink bottom while I’m kissing all kinds of places. ”
His squeak said that was an interesting idea but he was still clearly nervous about it. “How…how pink?”
It seemed to be a question about how hard I’d spank him, so I ran my hands down his ass and squeezed one cheek. “Just a little bit the first time…pretty enough to give you some sexy color and to make you squirm and hump my lap.”
That had his entire body clenching like he was imagining how it would feel. “Would…would you really kiss it after…after my spanking?”
“Oh yes, I’d stretch you out and kiss you and nibble on that sexy pink bottom of yours until I made you hump the bed and beg to come.
” Massaging his cheek, I kissed his head and rocked forward to show him how turned on I was too.
“You’d have to decide if you wanted to come during your spanking or afterward when I was giving you kisses…
unless you’re so good you deserve both.”
Tightening around me, Teddy squirmed and whined again, responding without words before he could get more out. “I…I want to be good for you, Daddy.”
Patting him just hard enough to remind him what we were talking about, I hummed and tried to sound thoughtful.
“Well, if you were my good boy getting a spanking just to make me happy, I might be very generous with your orgasms, but if you were a naughty boy who needed to be punished, I might make you work for it.”
What kind of scene did he want?
He was an adorably cheeky brat when he wanted to be, but he was also a praise junkie who loved being told how good he was.
His squirms said they were both tempting but as he pressed his face tighter against my neck and shivered, he seemed to have made up his mind. “I want to be your good boy and make you happy.”
Since we’d already discussed him being curious about spankings, I knew he wasn’t doing it just to make me happy. “You’d be my good boy and stretch out over my lap so I could run my hands over you and spank your bottom?”
What kind of limits would he have with that play?
The way he nodded against me was confident enough to push the fantasy further. “Would my good boy let me squeeze his bottom and play with it or should Daddy just give it spanks?”
A squeak wasn’t exactly a verbal response, but it wasn’t a safeword.
“I…I’d let you play with…with me.” Shivering again, Teddy sank deeper into the fantasy. “You…you like my bottom and you’d…you’d want to play with it too.”
“That’s right.” Running my hand over his ass, I made sure he heard how much I wanted him in my voice. “But we both have limits and we go at our own pace.”
His groan that time was filled with frustration and I had to fight the urge to laugh. “You’re going to make me talk about it.”
It sounded like Chipmunk wanted to stomp his foot as he pulled back and frowned at me. “That’s not nice.”
Adorable.
“If you only want kisses, I can be very nice.” Giving him a nudge had him standing up in front of me and crossing his arms. “We’ve had enough conversations about kisses that I can have fun putting my lips all over my boy.”
And I started that game by standing up and giving him a quick peck.
He was doing his best to still be frustrated with me, but part of him clearly wanted to throw himself at me and get more kisses. He was barely holding himself back and I could see his desire for kisses waring with his embarrassment.
Which would win, though?
“You’re cheating.” It seemed like more kisses was winning as he whirled around and started stomping through the house. “I wanted kisses and then you made me want other stuff, but I gotta talk about the other stuff.”
Hmm…so not as big as he’d been before but still curious about spankings?
“You don’t want me to get something wrong and upset you, do you?” Putting it back on that was always a good way to get information from him, even if it was a bit underhanded. “I’d be very sad if I played the wrong game with my boy.”
His huffing-and-puffing-filled drama lasted all the way upstairs, but it quickly faded as we got to his bedroom. Once I had the door closed and my arms open, it shifted to a needier type of drama as he curled into me again. “I don’t want you to be sad.”
Daddy guilt for the win.
“Then when we play the spanking game and you’re very good for Daddy, can I play with your bottom or are there places I need to avoid tickling and kissing?” The question had him squirming against me, so I decided a little distraction was in order. “You know how much I like kissing you.”
That got a tiny giggle from him, so I shifted my hold and started easing his shirt up his chest. “Let me give you kisses.”
He approved of the distraction and straightened enough for me to take off his T-shirt before reaching for mine. “You too, Daddy.”
There was still an adorable mix of big and little showing on his face and in his tone, but his touch was sure as he mirrored mine and took my shirt off. “I like giving kisses too.”
So this wasn’t going to be just focused on him?
I was good either way because there was something incredible about making him come unraveled in my arms and watching him cry out his pleasure, but feeling confident seemed to mean he wanted to explore as well.
“I’m going to love all your kisses.” Stepping out of my shoes, I slowly reached for his pants to give him a second to think. “And I’m going to love kissing you.”
Wherever he would let me.
We’d mostly steered toward mild bathtub fun just associated with cleaning him, so I didn’t want to talk him in or out of anything. But he’d made it very clear he wanted all-over kisses at the very least, so I didn’t make him repeat himself on that one.
Kisses all over meant pants had to come off at the very least and if we both didn’t realize that, we needed to have more conversations.
God, he’d hate that.
Yes.
He stepped closer to move my hands to his pants faster and reached for mine. “I can help.”
“You’re a good helper.” And a cute little but we’d see what happened with that. “You can help take off my underwear too.”
“Me too.” He gave his hips a wiggle as I slid his pants down to his thighs. “I picked them out for you.”
How he could say something that sexy in such a cute voice I’d never know.
“You did a good job picking them out.” Could I tell him how sexy the tiny briefs looked on him? “I really like them.”
When he beamed and made a happy sound as my jeans slid to the floor, I decided I could shift the praise toward the naughtier side. “They look sexy on you.”
That got an adorable giggle but his smile was wicked as he studied me and gently peeled my boxer briefs down. “You look nice too, Daddy.”
Nice, huh?
As I tried to decide how to respond to that, he snickered. “Nice undies.”
“I think someone is teasing their Daddy.” He tried to give me wide eyes and shake his head, but his laugher kept spilling out and ruining the game. “I see that grin.”
He thought he was hilarious and crashed into me as he let my underwear slide to the ground. “You’re sexy too, Daddy.”
I knew the exact moment he noticed my erection because the giggles stopped and he made a soft sigh. “Yes…Daddy’s sexy too.”
Well, that was good to know.
I wasn’t sure my ego could’ve handled cute.
Thankfully that didn’t seem like it was going to be an issue, and neither was his shyness because he reached for my cock and barely tickled the end with one finger. “If I can kiss, I can touch. Right, Daddy?”
Barely holding back a moan, I nodded and kissed his head. “Yes, if you can kiss, you can touch. I don’t have any limits on kisses or touches from my sexy boy.”
Teddy let out a tiny giggle but most of his focus was on more practical things than my calling him sexy…and the erection waving around in front of me seemed top on his list…even more than his own beautiful erection.
“I get to kiss you.” He seemed to think I needed the reminder as I stepped out of my clothes. “It’s my turn first.”
“I think that’s a good plan.” I was not going to talk him out of exploring me no matter what he seemed to think. “I won’t get distracted trying to kiss you first.”
Yep, the way he leaned back to frown at me said he didn’t believe that at all.
“Okay, I might’ve done it on accident, but now that I’m thinking about it, I won’t.”
That was more believable based on his smile.
“My turn.” He gave me a sweet cheek kiss before quickly stepping out of his own clothes and pulling me toward the bed. “Lie down, Daddy.”
Showing him that I wasn’t going to distract him seemed like the best plan, so I went obediently and tried not to laugh. He looked very pleased with himself as I stretched out on his bed. “Good boy, Daddy.”
My raised eyebrow and scoff got another giggle from him, but he jumped on the bed beside me, completely unphased. “My turn.”
And since it was clear he was very confident about that, I put my hands behind my head and waggled my eyebrows at him. “I’m excited about your turn.”
Snickering, he did a happy wiggle and shifted to straddle my legs and plop his naked bottom on my lap. “My turn.”
His turn started with another kiss to my neck and a moan instead of a giggle. I wasn’t sure if he was any bigger, because he was still too confident for that, but he knew what he wanted and that was all that mattered.
Along with the kissing and his naked body squirming over mine…that mattered too.
“Your body is so nice, Daddy.” All it took was a huff at that comment to have him giggling again. “And your penis is nice too.”
As he snickered, he rocked his hips forward and rubbed our cocks together. “Very nice.”
Considering he was moaning that one out, I decided not to protest too much and moaned for him. “That’s…”
“Nice.” He shivered, not even giggling that time as he went back to kissing and nuzzling my neck. “Getting a turn is fun too.”
Since I agreed with him, I nodded. “I’ll have to remember that taking turns is a good idea.”
Laughing quietly as he hid against my neck, Chipmunk seemed to think I was hilarious. “Daddy likes to be in charge.”
“It’s a Daddy thing.” I shrugged as he shook again. “But we both like that, so I’m not going to worry about it…but I will try to remember to share.”
That wasn’t as funny as he seemed to think it was, but he made it up to me by slowly starting to work his way down my body. His apology involved kissing as he moved lower and making sure to rub every inch of his body against my dick as he rocked and squirmed.
I approved completely.
“Sharing is nice, Daddy.” His little peptalk was interrupted as he got to my nipples and started to educate himself on everything that would make me moan and squirm. “Yes, very nice.”
Confidence was sexy.