Page 18 of Thick

I know he's probably trying to impress our girl, but I love how he smells after a hard workout.

"Well, our pumpkin wrote us a list. But before we get to see it, we need to share with her first," I explain when Kaz plops down next to me and opens the two boxes of cheesy goodness.

Kaz takes a slice from the box and holds it out to Zelda. "Well, that hardly seems fair, now does it? I brought you the food of the gods and everything."

She shakes her head before taking a bite of the slice in Kaz's hand. He smiles before offering me the same slice, but instead ofnibbling like she did, I grab it from him and take my own healthy bite.

"You don't have to share first," she says, her voice firmer than it was with me earlier.

She’s coming out of her Little headspace now that we’re both home, and I hope it’s because she needs to be big for the talk and not because of something we did.

"You can write your own lists, too. With what you like, your soft limits and your hard limits. Then we can share them at the same time." Her chest rises as she takes a deep breath after her small speech.

"Good girl." I reward her bravery and her stunning face pinks up beautifully at the praise.

"Or…" Kaz speaks up, reaching across to offer her another bite of his slice. "We can just tell you, and you can give us the list afterwards. It's not like you can change what you added to it now, right?"

Her eyes grow large as she takes in my husband's words.

"Okay," she agrees. "But first, you two have to promise, upon all the stuffies in the world, that you're seriously okay with me being in this relationship with you. I don't want to break up your marriage." Her teeth worry her bottom lip as she looks down at her rainbow teddy.

I’m disappointed that neither Kaz nor I have done enough to reassure her about this. We need to work on it.

"Yes, Sugarplum." Kaz responds first. "I promise on all the stuffies, pizza and candy bars. Better yet, I promise on my protein shakes."

His teasing has the desired effect as Zelda bursts out into laughter. "Okay, deal. Who's first?"

"We're both pretty suited, and very few of our preferences and limits don't match up," I inform her.

Kaz leans back, using one of the loveseats as a backrest. "Yeah, neither of us ever wants any bathroom or medical play." He shudders as he says this. "Not because we think it's yuck or anything," he rushes to add. "But because we had a bad experience with someone and would rather not go there again."

Zelda nods, indicating that she's paying attention. Her breathing is still even, and she doesn't look like she wants to jump from between my legs and run away yet.

"I don't like swinging. I enjoy our open relationship, but only with carefully vetted people that the other partner approves of," I say, watching her face for a reaction. "I also don't mind ABDL, but it's kind of a soft limit for me. And a huge no-no for both of us is degradation or humiliation. It doesn't come easily, and I can tell you that neither of us enjoy doing that with a partner."

"What do you like?" She's definitely sounding more confident now.

"Spanking." Kaz grins when she wiggles between my legs.

"Bondage," I offer up.

"Some orgasm training. Especially with an untrained sub." This again from Kaz.

"You don't need me to be Little in the bedroom?"

Oh, honey.

Zelda sounds so scared asking that I can't help but pull her into my arms and hug her tight.

"No! Oh darling, no." My answer is firm, but I continue anyway. "Can we look at your list now?"

She shrugs, holding it out between us. "Sure, but like… it's got more than bedroom preferences in there."

Kaz grabs it first, quickly flying through the list before looking at me. His expression is joyful as he hands me the list and jumps up to rush to the kitchen. "Be back now!" he calls out as he rushes away.

My gaze roams down the list.

Everything is pretty much a perfect match to ours.

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