Chapter 26
Agent Murphy
He was killing me.
The way he was on all fours and waving his naked ass around was one of the most distracting things I’d ever seen and having to read about innocent dragons while trying to ignore his body was pure torture.
“Oh. Look at the tree, Daddy. My book has pretty trees.” There was genuine excitement in his voice but he’d pushed his ass higher and the chatter coming through the bond felt curated.
It was entirely too random to actually be random.
“I see pretty things here too.” My dry tone had him doing his best to pretend to be confused but he giggled through the bond. “I knew it.”
Laughing out loud and through the bond, he tipped over and fell into my lap. “You like my bottom. You’re so cute, Daddy.”
Groaning just kept his delight going and he laughed until he flopped onto his back, grinning ear to ear. “I was sneaky. You like me naked.”
Technically yes.
“I was worried about leering at my naked boy but you kept waving your bottom around.” My grumbling just got more snickers from him, so it was obvious he knew what I was feeling.
“You like worrying.” My boy shrugged as he finally stopped giggling. “I was being helpful.”
He was being silly and sneaky based on what I was feeling through the bond. “I’m not sure distracting Daddy while he’s trying to read about dragon adventures counts as being helpful.”
Cute. Yes.
Helpful. No.
Instead of arguing about what constituted helpful, he got a suspiciously innocent look on his face and clamped down the bond tight. That wasn’t anything I needed to be concerned about. Nope. Nothing to worry about…even the way he wasn’t chattering to himself about Oreos any longer.
“What are you thinking, baby?” I wasn’t sure if I looked innocent enough, but I tried not to notice his half-hard cock going full mast as I danced my fingers up the middle of his chest…not tickling but not caressing either. “Do you need another snack?”
Well, that was tempting but I knew he was working out something devious when he shook his head.
“Do you need a drink?” The milk had probably been out too long to consume even if he didn’t mind the cookie bits floating around, but we had water that tasted like water if he was thirsty.
Nope.
He shook his head again.
“I was thinking about being helpful, Daddy.” His sweet tone made it almost believable, but he rolled over and rubbed his face on my lap before he sat up.
And spread his knees wide for me.
Nothing suspicious about that…just a cute sub with a sexy hard-on who was giving his Daddy wide eyes.
“How would my boy like to be helpful?” The bond was too tight for him to see all the grown-up ideas flashing through my imagination but I didn’t want to push him one way or the other. He had a plan and I didn’t want to accidentally fuck it up.
“Kisses, Daddy.” His sweet look sent a shiver through me and took the last of my control over my dick away.
I’d done my best to ignore it and keep it from begging for his attention but that clearly wasn’t Klynn’s plan.
“I like your kisses.” Pretending to misunderstand, I leaned forward and gave him my cheek. It got a giggle from him and he shook his head. “Oh, do you want to kiss somewhere else?”
Giving him exaggerated pucker lips, I did my best to look confused when he snickered and shook his head. “I don’t know what the problem is. Do you want my other cheek?”
As I started to turn my head, he laughed and fell on my lap, knocking me backward. “You’re so silly.”
Me?
“How am I silly?” Stroking his head which had ended up resting on my chest, I couldn’t help wondering when it would be okay for me to notice how naked he still was. “I’m just a confused Daddy.”
That was funny too but didn’t deter him from his plan. My naughty cutie inched lower down my body, probably thinking he was being wonderfully subtle. “Mates can give kisses lots of place.”
My dick was hoping we were reading the situation right, but I nodded and tried to continue to ignore my lower drama queen. “That’s right. We’re mates and I’m your Daddy, so you can kiss me anywhere. But you’re getting very far away from my cheek.”
Frowning, I did my best not to notice his snickers as he finally ended up with his head hovering right over my lap. “You’re going the wrong direction.”
Doing his best to control his laughter, his shoulders shook a few times as he seemed to be trying to look serious. “I can kiss other places, Daddy. Both heads can have kisses.”
He was adorable.
I wasn’t sure what reaction he was expecting, but he thought me playing dumb was hilarious, so I stuck with that. “I have two heads? Are you sure you can kiss them both?”
It was official…I was the funniest Daddy on either planet.
He could barely breathe, but he nodded and eventually swallowed back more punch-drunk giggles until he could talk. “Yes…I’ll…I’ll show you. I’m a good…a good helper.”
We were going to have to talk about his use of that word because I was pretty sure romance novels or the other littles on the other side of the gate had given him some confusion about how it was supposed to be used.
“Okay. What do we need to do for you to show me?” My ridiculous question had him barely holding back more giggles and trying to project seriousness.
Klynn the grown-up would’ve done an incredible job of being serious because he was generally very serious. Klynn the little was a whole different story. My boy was giggly and full of nothing but silliness and teasing.
This side was everything he’d never been able to explore before so it was exploding out. I couldn’t fix the past but I could give him a space to explore going forward. We’d just have to see what kind of little side he settled into eventually.
“I need…I need to open your pants, Daddy.” He managed not to snicker while he was delivering his line, but one sneaked out as he shrugged. “It’s okay. Remember we like penises.”
How was I supposed to respond to that?
“Thank you for reminding me.” Was that a reasonable one? “I’m not worried about penises. Just confused. But I know you’ll explain it.”
He thought that was hilarious too, but managed not to laugh out loud. It took him a few seconds to be able to open his mouth without giving the game away, though. “Yes. I’m your good helper.”
“I appreciate that.” Looking down at my pants like I wasn’t sure what he was going to do, I lifted my hips. “Is this helpful? I want to be a good helper too.”
Shoulders still shaking, he nodded and aimed to look serious. “Yes, Daddy. Good job.”
I managed not to moan or hump his hands as wiggly fingers quickly went to work on my clothes, but he wasn’t worried about driving me insane, so it was harder than he seemed to understand. It only got worse, though, when he released the zipper and shimmied my pants down to my thighs.
“You’re going to explain the head part, right? I’m not sure I understand what’s going on.” Focusing on being funny helped keep some of my desire in check, but he shot that plan to hell when I relaxed back on the blanket and he peeled the front of my underwear down.
He nodded as my cock sprang out, alternating between wanting to clap his hands at getting his prize and feeling very proud of himself.
I could feel that one clearly because he was so distracted the bond eased open again.
My boy was thoroughly enjoying the game, but his random thoughts about being glad I wasn’t a nervous Daddy came through clearly too.
It took me a few seconds to realize nervous Daddies were the ones who didn’t want to play naked games.
He was my mate, so I was game for whatever kinds of games he wanted to play. Mates were always compatible, so as long as I could use logic when it came to magical rules, I knew I didn’t have anything practical to worry about.
Besides, I could feel how excited he was and how the whole situation was hilarious to him. He wasn’t exactly ready to beg for his own attention, but he wanted to play and he was still giggly over the idea of kissing my other head.
Americans had turned English into a fun language in some cases and it seemed like Klynn appreciated that one.
We both appreciated it when he trailed one finger down the length of my shaft and tapped on the end of my erection. “This is your little head, Daddy. It likes attention too, so we need to give him cheek kisses.”
Cheek kisses in this case were gentle pecks on the side of the head where he barely brushed his lips against me. I wasn’t sure what reactions he was looking for but sucking in a breath and my eyes rolling back in my head seemed to be good ones.
“I think you like kisses, Daddy. I knew you would.” My nod seemed to please him as well but that might’ve been because he liked making it hard for me to actually get words out. “But let’s try again to make sure.”
Tucking himself close to my legs, he pushed his ass up to tempt me and started waving it back and forth again. “Practice makes perfect.”
When did trying to kill me become a new game?
“Kisses for Daddy’s cute cheeks.” More pecks had me biting back a moan and I had to force my hips to keep still. “Daddies get lots of kisses.”
I was thoroughly enjoying his plan but the too gentle brush of his lips and the way he was offering up his ass was torture. He knew it too based on the giggles and adorable commentary coming through the bond.
“Daddy’s little cheeks are just as cute as his big cheeks.”
Peck.
Peck.
“Oh, it likes attention. Snuggles for the good cheeks.”
Snuggles meant nuzzling against my cock and kissing up the length of it, alternating between licks and pecks.
“More happies from Daddy’s cute head.”
Happies seemed to be related to the precum his kisses were getting, but considering how long he’d been wiggling against me naked, I thought I’d held everything in check fairly well.
“Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. But can’t forget the hugs. Daddy likes hugs.”
God.
His hands.
He wrapped one around the base of my shaft, teasing my balls with his fingers as the other one caressed around my groin, giving me hugs and kisses.
I really should’ve asked how long he thought we could play hugs and kisses because my threshold wasn’t as long as he might’ve thought. “Baby…that’s…”
When his giggle came through the bond, I stopped holding back.
“I love your hugs and kisses, baby.”
Not sure if I was doing it right, I thought about how good he was making me feel and what a wonderful mate he was and how cute he was. I tried to keep my thoughts PG-13, but considering where he was kissing, I probably failed at that goal.
Klynn was enjoying it, though, so I decided not to worry about it.
“All Daddy’s cheeks like attention but it’s time for big boy kisses.”
He warned me, but I wasn’t prepared for his lips to wrap around the head of my cock and for him to start French-kissing my slit. The random big boys use their tongues thoughts were technically distracting but in the best possible way and just jacked up the heat level of the whole scene.
I tried to make it last, but that just wasn’t a reasonable goal.
His fingers…
His tongue…
His adorably sexy thoughts about pleasing me…
“Fuck.”
That technically wasn’t a warning but he radiated pride and delight as I came, exploding into his mouth.
He swallowed my cum, nursing on the end of my cock like it was a binkie until I went as boneless as my dick had gone…
and I thanked anyone listening in the universe that I wasn’t as sensitive after an orgasm as some men.
Klynn was grinning ear to ear as he wiggled up my body and stretched out over me, not seeming to notice how his hard cock was nestled against my soft one. “I gave you kisses.”
Oh yes he had.
“I like the kisses game, but the big head needs kisses too.” Puckering my lips had him stretching up to kiss me before settling back down on my chest again. “I’m going to like playing all kinds of games with you.”
Because I had a feeling he had a lot of catching up to do when it came to playtime and some of that was going to shift into a naughtier direction given that we were mates.
“I like playing.” Doing a happy dance, he turned his head to rest his cheek on my chest. “And I liked having an adventure date with you, Daddy.”
He managed not to yawn but for magic only knew what reason I could hear it in my head. “I heard that.”
Klynn blinked, widening his eyes again. “What, Daddy?”
“You are a silly little dragon if you thought I was going to miss how tired you are.” Lifting my head, I kissed his cheek. “Let’s finish our date with bubbles and a bedtime story. It’s my turn and you need to tell me more about the castle.”
Groaning as good as any diner man would’ve, he slowly sat up and pouted. “I’m not done yet.”
Really?
That was what he was going with?
“What else did you need to do?” I couldn’t wait to hear whatever he came up with, but I was pretty sure it was going to take a while, so I sat up and tucked my dick back in my pants, straightening my clothes.
“I…I need to show you stuff, Daddy.” He perked up, thinking that was the perfect response.
“Stuff?” Wondering what kind of stuff he could mean, I put the books and the rest of the cookies back in my bag. “Can we throw out the milk in one of these trashcans or will it attract bugs?”
Or dinosaurs.
They were pretty good about protecting people from wandering things with teeth, but I didn’t want to make anyone’s job harder than it needed to be.
Klynn looked up and waved his hands. “Shields, Daddy.”
Perfect.
“Alright, do you need help putting on your clothes while I put the rest of the milk in the trashcans?” Throwing himself back on the blanket and whining wasn’t really an answer, so I decided to let him think about the answer as I finished cleaning up.
Sometimes it was hard for a tired little to realize just how tired they were…and that seemed to go double for tired little dragons.