Page 84 of Wishes and Research

He’d been nice to our guests and he’d even had juice.

Yes, that was all much easier to think about than how clean Daddy needed to get.

First, I got to wash his chest and his back, though. He made happy sounds and even closed his eyes. “I…I want you to like living here, cutie. So if you need help thinking about job ideas or anything practical like that, you just need to let me know.”

He was a very good Daddy.

“The internet said that can be Daddy stuff too, but I’m a big boy.” Kind of. “I don’t have lots of stuff since I travel so much, and I saved my money thinking I’d get something fun but I never figured out something fun. I think I was looking in the wrong place.”

I wasn’t the cars and houses type of fun. I’d just needed Daddy to help me see that and he was going to help me figure out other fun stuff instead.

Like vacations.

“You know, Daddy, getting married with just us there will make me happy too.” Just in case he was one of those Daddies who thought littles needed friend attention, I wanted to make sure he knew what I liked.

Daddy laughed. “So we’re still doing the cruise ship thing, right? I have no desire to go through what Alick and Grady are dealing with.”

“They had to pick out their favorite color white, Daddy.” That was just… “I have a favorite spider and insect and all kinds of things but I don’t have a favorite color white.”

“That’s stupid and we’re not going to play those games.” Daddy was shaking his head as he turned around again so I could wash lower. “We’re going to pick someplace nice to go and then come back married and there won’t be anything they can do about it.”

Hmm.

Lower.

Lower.

“They’re going to pout.” He seemed to know that too because he let out a loooong breath. “Will they throw us a party?”

That sounded kind of scary and Daddy’s sigh said he knew that. He even shrugged and only moaned a little bit as I got him clean. “I…Yes, I think they’re…they’re going to throw us a party, but we’ll make sure…we’ll make sure it doesn’t get out of hand.”

Groaning, Daddy closed his eyes for a moment. “Fuck. You’re so distracting.”

I couldn’t help my giggles. They just escaped and made Daddy grumbly but he really liked it because he couldn’t hide it.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Daddy.” I shrugged and tried to look confused as I washed him slower. “We’re just talking about our party. You know, if we really wanted to make them pout and run in circles, we could tell someone in the diner that we wanted a circus party.”

Daddy’s mouth dropped open and his eyes went wide. “We’d be evil to do that.”

Yep.

I nodded, his evil grin so wonderful it gave me the confidence to keep cleaning Daddy, and I inched my fingers back. He pretended not to notice and just widened his legs. “Or you could tell Kenzie that you wanted a circus party and I could tell the nosy men we wanted an elegant old-fashioned party.”

Daddy let out a soft sound as my soapy finger slowly pressed inside him, but he still pretended not to notice and barely nodded as I tried to go slow and think about our conversation. “You’d have to tell them it should be lots of different shades of white and I’ll tell them that it needs to be colorful.”

Hmm.

“Do you think clowns are scary or funny?” My question had Daddy’s eyes nearly rolling back in his head and it took him a few seconds to find his breath.

That seemed to have wandered off.

“I…I don’t mind them but it would…it would really fuck with people to have clowns running around.” Nodding as I slowly added another finger like the internet said to, I made thinking sounds so he’d keep going and distract us both. “I can’t remember anyone ever saying they’re afraid of them, though.”

“That’s good.” Being mean wasn’t the goal. “Driving them crazy is fun but I don’t want to make anyone sad or scared.”

Daddy groaned and shivered, but he was a wonderful Daddy. “I’m only worried about you being sad or happy, cutie. No one else.”

Aww.

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