Chapter 5 #4
Brad smiled. He captured Luca’s hand in his before towing the boy to a quiet part of the room. It appeared to be a space where littles could play dress-up. Since no one was currently back there it was the perfect spot. Brad knelt down on one knee.
“What are you doing?” Luca questioned.
“Showing you what I brought.” Brad opened his bag, searching for what he wanted.
“What?” Luca questioned. “Condoms and lube?”
Brad stilled. Slowly he looked up. “I guess I deserve that.” It hurt. Luca’s sharp tongue was a weapon that he wielded well. Sex wasn’t the only thing that Brad wanted from Luca. It was time that Brad manned the fuck up.
“No you didn’t.” Luca shook his head. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. Let me make it up to you,” Brad requested. Nearly pleaded.
“You’ve been apologizing a lot. I don’t think we should do that here.”
Brad grinned. The bulge in Luca’s shorts contradicted that statement. “Not that,” Brad drawled. “This.”
Luca stared at the box that Brad held out to him.
Brad shook the box, making the small pieces clink together.
“Is that…is that the dinosaur track?” Luca nearly squealed.
“I’ve overheard James talking about the two of you racing cars and how he always wins,” Brad said.
“He doesn’t always win,” Luca mumbled. “And he cheats.”
Brad chuckled. “Well, I thought you would enjoy this. I know it’s not sharks or fishes or anything like that. I wasn’t sure what toys you already had. This just came out so I took a chance.”
“You bought me a new toy?” Luca asked as suspicion laced his words.
“I did.” Brad closed his bag, not revealing other items that he’d packed. One step at a time.
Luca caught him. “What else is in there?”
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
Luca pushed his bottom lip out. “Not fair.”
“Only good boys get rewards,” Brad told him. “Brats get spankings.”
Luca’s eyes widened comically before he smirked. “Promise?”
Oh, this sweet boy had no idea what was in store for him. Brad pulled Luca into his lap. “What can I do to help you slip into your regression?” he asked gently.
Luca sighed and dropped his head. “It’s hard.”
“I understand that, baby boy. But I’m going to take care of you tonight. You don’t have to worry about anything. Not our friends or being big. That’s what I’m here for.”
“Dawson.” Luca started to turn.
“Is reading a third book to Josh,” Brad replied. “He’s even making Josh give him sips from his cup.”
Luca giggled.
“And Cal is building blocks, letting Scott knock them down,” Brad shared. He’d been paying attention to his friends so Luca didn’t have to.
“And James?” Luca asked while batting his eyes.
Brad was not impressed. “Since they’re they only established couple, I think him and Jacob will be just fine. Although for some reason, James has piled, like, six blankets over Jacob.”
“He does that,” Luca said. “I haven’t figured out why.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Brad responded. “You need to let it go.” He rubbed a hand down Luca’s back. “Let me help.”
“Why?” Luca asked. “Why do you even want to?”
“Just for tonight,” Brad said. They would worry about tomorrow later. “Think of it as an apology for the first time here.”
Luca rubbed his face roughly across Brad’s shoulder. “Just for tonight.”
Brad kissed the middle of Luca’s forehead. “Good boy.”
Luca huffed. “I wanna play.”
“Good.” Reaching back down into the bag he’d packed, Brad pulled out a bright yellow sippy cup. It was the same color as the bird on Luca’s shirt.
Luca clapped cheerfully before snatching the cup and taking a long pull.
Brad laughed. He sat back down on his ass, stretching his long legs out in front of him. He settled Luca between his legs as the boy sucked more juice down.
Luca wiggled and poked at the box until Brad pulled off the top.
He was glad that he’d thought ahead and cut the tape off the box so all he had to do was lift the lid. Luca shoved the sippy cup into Brad’s chest before cheering and grabbing two handfuls of pieces.
Brad had to widen his legs as Luca decided to use Brad’s limbs as part of the game. The dinosaur track that he started went from his left outer thigh, down to his feet, back up all the way to Brad’s crotch, down once again, and back up to his other hip.
He’d tried to convince Luca that he didn’t need to be part of the track but Luca wouldn’t listen to Brad’s objection.
Little brat. It was difficult telling Luca no.
He might be a brat but Luca was also the sweetest little.
Even lost in play, if Luca heard another little fuss or cry about something, his head would pop up. Always looking to care for others.
It was a constant job to keep Luca focused on himself.
Was he like that on playdates with James? Brad had to wonder. Or was it easier with fewer distractions? Would private playtime be better? Although as social as Luca was, he probably enjoyed being surrounded by friends.
One thing was crystal clear. Luca wasn’t like any other little that Brad had ever been around. And there was no doubt in Brad’s mind that Luca was a true little. No pretending or lying. Luca bloomed and was a beautiful boy when he finally let himself regress.