Page 77 of Wishes and Research

“I’m glad you understand that. Paxton is the private kind of person and will decide what he wants to share and when, but we’re not going to rush him.” Daddy managed to say that without giggling but I wasn’t sure how.

There was no way they were going to pretend not to know that I was little too. Their heads cocked and they looked at me and sighed like I was an adorable puppy. Lorne seemed to be the designated liar because he spoke as they both nodded. “Yes. We’ll remember and we’re going to be very nice.”

“Besides.” Kenzie rocked back and forth on his feet like he was barely holding back his excitement to do something that would make me nervous. “We can teach him how to play even if he’s just a regular sub who doesn’t know he’s little yet. Mr. Kennedy said to be patient.”

Good grief.

Daddy took a deep breath.

“Okay.” Nodding, Daddy stood straighter. “Being patient is good. Come on in and we’ll hang out for a while. You can meet Paxton and we’ll have a snack.”

They both perked up like rabbits.

“Cookies?”

Somehow they said it in unison and that made it even cuter…and scarier.

Daddy finally laughed and shook his head. “I should probably call your Daddies and ask if you can have a treat.”

Their faces scrunched up. “Mr. Kennedy is a tattletale.”

That was the first thing I could agree with, so I nodded. Unfortunately, that had everyone looking at me. Oops. “Um, yes, he called…he called Fraser to tell him that I’d bought a snack. That’s rude.”

Their heads bobbed as Daddy moved us back and gestured for them to come in. Once they were inside, Kenzie sighed. “I’m starting to agree with the he needs a hobby movement. I should be able to sneak a treat and be naughty without anyone telling on me.”

I wasn’t so sure that was a reasonable goal, but I nodded. “Yes. You should be able to.”

Daddy was back to trying not to laugh as he led them into the living room. “You guys have a seat and we’ll be right back.”

As the two men sat down, I thought we were finally moving in a more normal direction…but I was wrong.

Lorne smiled. “Cum doesn’t stain but it’s uncomfortable. We’ll be patient while you change pants.”

As I decided if I was going to die or not, he turned to Kenzie. “I told you they’d already finished when we got here. We didn’t interrupt anything.”

Kenzie seemed to think it was a logical discussion and nodded. “He might still need aftercare from his spanking. We’ll make sure he gets juice.”

My brain ground to a halt as they smiled and nodded again and got up to head toward Daddy’s kitchen.

After a few seconds, I turned to him. “They’re…they’re getting me juice?”

He looked like laughter was going to explode any second, but he somehow managed to sound reasonable. “Yes, your new friends are going to take good care of you.”

“Aftercare is very important.” Kenzie’s cheerful tone calling out from the kitchen had me back to thinking about dying again.

“Just ask Mr. Kennedy. He did a lot of research on it.” Lorne didn’t make the situation any better.

Wow.

There didn’t seem to be a rational response to that, so I just tried to stick with polite. “Thank you. I’ll remember that.”

Daddy was going to pop if he didn’t get his silent giggles under control.

Even glaring at him didn’t seem to help, but he did mouth the word spank, which definitely distracted me. But eventually we made it back to his bedroom without him laughing or me having a heart attack, so I thought we were doing pretty well.

That didn’t mean I knew what to do next, though.

I was smart enough to remember they had better hearing than humans and went up on my toes to whisper in Daddy’s ear. “Do I just say thank you for my juice?”

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