Page 57 of Wishes and Research

I’d been very good.

“I told you what I was thinking and I talked.”

He liked that…both hands were squeezing my bottom.

“I…asked questions and I was logical.”

Daddy thought that was cute, so I knew it’d get me more rewards.

“That’s right.” Daddy nibbled on my neck and made a happy sound when I moaned again. “You were so good and such a brave boy. So many new things and you just stayed calm and asked smart questions.”

“So now…so now I get a reward, Daddy.” Yes, that was how it worked. “I…I need my reward, Daddy.”

He groaned and nibbled again, but he knew I was right because his hips pushed up and he rubbed his penis harder against mine. “Just think about how it’s going to feel over my lap, cutie. Your pink bottom on display for Daddy. How wonderful your humpies will feel. And don’t forget how embarrassed you’re going to be when you remember that your little hole has been flashing Daddy.”

Oh.

All it took to make it feel real was for Daddy to brush his fingers over me and then I got my big reward.

A big, big reward.

“That’s right.” Daddy groaned as I made him all sticky and then he held me tight so he could make me sticky too.

Then there were shivers and more humpies and more yawns and then I was worn out again.

Being Daddy’s good boy was hard work.

Chapter 16

Fraser

“You still hungry?” He hadn’t panicked over the dragons are real conversation, so I decided to go back to one of his original topics before he dozed off again.

Paxton went still and then sighed before lifting up his head. “Yes. And I’m thirsty and I’m sticky.”

And he was well on his way to little again.

“I can fix those.” Kissing his nose had him scrunching up his face. “Do you want water or juice?”

That was a hard question, so after a few head bobs and sighs he just shrugged.

“Alright, Daddy will figure that out.” That time I got the kiss. “Thank you.”

His little wiggle said that we needed a plan because I was sticky too. “Sticky problems.”

Giggling, Paxton nodded and curled back up against my chest. “Yes. You made me sticky but thank you for my reward, Daddy.”

“I like rewarding you.” And his list of why he’d been a good boy had been fascinating. “And I like cuddles even if they’re sticky ones.”

That got a cute snicker from him but he didn’t move. He seemed very content and just started petting my chest as he let out a deep breath. “I was a good boy and gave you lots of cuddles, Daddy, even when you were cute.”

I scoffed, earning me more silly sounds. “I was not cute. I’m a dragon.”

His giggles said he didn’t agree with me on that, but he sat up enough to give me a cheek kiss with wide, manipulative eyes. “Yes, Daddy.”

Brat.

But he was a cute brat, so I let it go.

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