Fifteen
Shaun
My heart does this weird zing when I pull into the driveway and see Kai's parked car. It feels…natural. I set my bag next to the entryway table as I make my way into the quiet house. "Honey, I'm home," I call out in a sing-song voice.
Moving further into the house, I hear…sniffling? I pick up my pace and step into the bedroom, where I see Kai sitting on the floor with his back to the entry so he doesn't see me. His shoulders are moving rapidly up and down.
Oh, my sweet boy.
"Baby, what's wrong?" I step around to squat in front of him and notice that he is tangled in a pile of fabric.
It's the cutest thing I've ever seen. Here is this large guy wrapped in a pile of tulle.
I don't dare smile. I don't want Kai to think I'm making fun of him; he's clearly in littlespace.
"Butterfly. What happened here?" I ask quietly, biting my lower lip.
When he looks up at me with those glassy eyes that mimic the sun's reflection off the ocean, paired with his trembling lip, my heart melts. "Da, hep."
"Okay, butterfly, I'll help you. Why don't you let go of the fabric and lie on your back. It will be easier for me to untangle your skirt." I gently place my hand on his back and guide him to the floor.
"It tutu." He corrects me. "I a bal-ina."
"And you are going to be the prettiest ballerina I've ever seen once I figure out what you did here."
It takes me a few minutes to realize he had one foot in the elastic waistband. Still, somehow it got twisted in a figure-eight, and his other foot went in, causing the fabric to bind his feet together.
I untangle the tutu and get it all straightened out, laying it on the bed.
"Okay, sweetie, it's all fixed. Can I help you up?" Kai nods and holds his hands out for me to help pick him up off the floor. That's when I noticed his onesie with the sparkly swan on the front. Swan Lake.
Now it's all making sense.
But something else is different, too. As I slide the white, sparkly tulle skirt up his bare legs, I have to stretch the waistband further to get it around his padded butt.
Kai's wearing a diaper. The thought makes me smile at how deeply he has slipped into littlespace.
It makes me equally happy knowing how much he trusts that I will take care of him while his mind is fully relaxed.
"Alright, baby. You are all set and the most beautiful ballerina I've ever seen."
Kai offers me a wide smile with blushed cheeks.
"Now that you are all dressed, why don't we head to the living room and we can play for a little bit. Then, while I'm making us dinner, I can put on a movie for you."
Kai bounces on his feet before he does a twirl. Then he twirls again when he sees the skirt–err, tutu–feather out from his legs and giggles. When he comes to a stop, he sways a bit and giggles more.
“Alright, silly boy. Ready?”
He shakes his head and points to his duffel bag. "Doll,
peas."
He must have brought it with him from his home because I don't remember having any dolls around here, other than his mermaid bath doll.
When I open his bag, I see blue eyes staring back at me, and my heart figuratively stops.
I know those eyes. I know them as much as I know the owners.
I pulled the doll free, and I was right.
I remember the day at the center when I gave Kai this doll.
And he kept it all these years . She’s not in as pristine condition as she once was; she has clearly been well-loved.
Did he play with her? Go on adventures? Kai claimed he didn't spend a lot of time in littlespace.
These are questions I will have to ask him later.
I turn to face Kai, who is smiling at me and pointing to his doll that I didn't realize I’m hugging to my chest.
"Here you go." Kai takes the doll gently from my hand and turns to skip to the living room.
We spent the next hour playing with his American Girl doll, which looks like him, and coloring in his princess coloring book.
"This color is Chartreuse. That's a fancy word for yellow-green," I tell him with a wink before he stands up and shows off his ballerina skirt for the hundredth time. "Yep, almost as fancy as you."
"Dat bright crown." He tells me and pretends to shield his eyes.
"Dis one." He hands me a different crayon. I guess Tiana’s dress is going to be baby blue today. I finish coloring the princess’ dress before grabbing the remote control for the TV.
I pull up my streaming app and find the Barbie in the Pink Shoes cartoon movie, and turn it on for him.
"Enjoy your movie and coloring. I'm going to get dinner ready, okay?" I tell him with a kiss on top of his head. I also make a mental note to take my boy shopping soon to buy more little things.
"K, da." Kai is mesmerized when he sees Babie twirling on stage.
I don't realize I've been standing here staring at him until he gasps.
I look at the screen, and Barbie is opening a box containing magical pink ballet slippers.
Kai scoots closer to the TV, and I smile at him before heading to the kitchen to start dinner.
Since Kai is in littlespace, I want to make sure dinner isn't too elaborate and settle on whipping up a couple of grilled cheese sandwiches with fresh fruit on the side. Just as I finish plating the food, Kai lets out a horrifying scream.
I run into the living room and find Kai curled into the side of the couch. What. The. Hell?
I squat in front of him. "Baby, what happened?" I ask. Kai throws his large body against mine and holds on for dear life. His soft whimpers break me. "It's okay, daddy's here."
"Ba qwin. Ba." He says into my shoulder.
I look at the TV behind me and see what has him so upset.
The evil snow queen. And my sweet boy is right; she is bad.
I had no idea it was going to be scary for him, especially since he's in littlespace.
I'm such an idiot. I just assumed it was a sweet story about a ballerina on a magical adventure.
I should have watched the trailer. Note to self.
I reach over to the coffee table and grab the remote to turn off the TV.
"It's okay. The evil snow queen's gone, baby." Kai lifts his head from my shoulder to peek at the TV. I feel the damp fabric from his tears. "She's gone," I continue to coo while rubbing small circles on his back.
He nods as if he believes me, and his breath begins to slow.
"Are you hungry? I made us some grilled cheese sandwiches."
Sitting at the table, I slide his mermaid plate and sippy cup of milk over to him. How does he watch The Little Mermaid with Ursula? There are more things I need to find out when he's in a bigger headspace.
Kai finishes eating and lets out a big yawn. It's been a busy week for him with all the research he’s done on my case. The chocolate chip cookies I picked up from the bakery for dessert with milk will have to wait for another night.
My boy needs rest.
"Baby, how about I put these dishes in the sink and then take you to bed early? I know we're both exhausted. That's a fancy word for really tired," I tease, and he grins.
"Sto-wy?" he asks, still in his little headspace.
"Of course I’ll read you a story," I tell him, drying my hands on the dish towel.
I guide Kai into the bedroom and help him undress. When I slip his tutu off him, I notice his diaper seems thicker than earlier. Come to think of it, my boy hasn't gone to the bathroom all evening.
"Okay, baby, we need to get you changed and cleaned up. Wait here." I tell him, and he looks down at his feet shyly.
I head into the bathroom, where I stored some supplies in case we ever reached this level of closeness.
I lay a towel on the bed and have Kai lie down on it.
Removing his diaper, I fold it up and secure it, setting it aside for disposal later.
I take the wipes and clean his skin before drying the area with a small hand towel.
As I'm drying him off, his cock becomes semi-hard, and he giggles when I try to give him a stern look.
"Da hep." He tells me, leaning up on his forearms.
"You need daddy's help?" I ask to confirm.
He gives me an enthusiastic nod. I know he said that he doesn't mind playing while in littlespace, as long as there is no penetration, because the burn and stretch will pull him from the headspace too quickly.
"Okay, baby. Lie back down and relax. Daddy will make you feel good. "
He complies.
I grip the base of his cock and give a couple of light tugs.
Soft moans escape Kai's beautiful mouth, and he closes his eyes.
On the up-tug, I lean over and flatten my longue on his balls and swipe it up his shaft.
Opening my hand to go all the way up to the spongy crown.
Licking around the rim and sliding it across my tongue.
I suck on the head for a minute before Kai wiggles beneath me.
"Mo. Peas." His voice comes out breathy.
Greedy little boy.
I slide his thick cock all the way to the back of my throat and swallow around him while using one hand to massage his balls.
Kai moans out his pleasure, and I know he won't last long. Pulling his cock almost all the way out of my mouth, except the head, I slam my face back toward his pelvic, squeezing his nuts in my hand at the same time.
Kai sucks in a deep breath and grips the blanket in both hands. I know he's close.
A few more slams and I feel his balls tighten.
Kai cries out his orgasm just as jets of warm cum hit my tongue and the back of my throat. I swallow instantly. Sucking him to completion. Kai shoots another jet of cum, and it's just as bitter and sweet as the first.
When he's empty, and the body quakes subside, Kai is lifeless on the bed.
I lick him clean before grabbing a fresh baby wipe to clean his skin again.
He's still unmoving, and I think he has fallen asleep before I look up to see dark blue eyes looking at me.
My own erection pressing against my pants, but I won't let Kai help me with my release while he's in littlespace.
I reach over and grab the powder, holding it up along with a fresh diaper. "Do you want to wear another one to bed tonight?"
"Peas."
I smile and give him a little nod.
Once he's diapered, I reach into his duffle bag to find some sleep pants and a t-shirt.
While I'm digging around, my fingertips feel something hard.
Plastic. I pull the object out and realize it's a pacifier, but one larger than the ones you would typically get in a store for an infant.
This one was made for adults, painted in the rainbow.
Once Kai is dressed, I hand him his pacifier, and he wiggles. "Binky."
He slips his pacifier–I guess binky–into his mouth and buries himself in the pillows. I change quickly as well. Once I'm in bed, I snuggle him close, and my body relaxes instantly. This just feels right. Home .
Picking up the book from my nightstand, I start to read, "This is a story about a little girl who loves to be fancy."