Page 6 of Pretty Princess

With nothing left in his mouth, Mitch had no control over the sounds he made.

It wasn’t until Byron’s hand went over Mitch’s mouth that Mitch was able to pull back a little. He was able to remember where they were.

He came hard as awareness of his surroundings returned.

Byron followed after several strong, erratic thrusts.

With Byron’s come filling his channel Mitch collapsed into his Daddy’s arms.

“I got you my boy, my love,” Byron murmured.

“Daddy.”

“That’s right Daddy has you.”

Mitch didn’t know how long Byron held him. Then cleaned him up with baby wipes. Finally re-dressing him. Even though it was getting hot in the closest Mitch didn’t want to leave it. Still, there was a party going on right outside the door.

They exited the closet just as Caleb was walking by.

Caleb jumped.

Mitch jumped.

Byron simply smiled and wrapped his arm around Mitch’s shoulder.

“I…uh…” Caleb blushed as he waved his hands around.

Mitch tried, he truly did, but he couldn’t hold in his laugh. The look on Caleb’s face was priceless.

“Really?” Caleb drawled.

Hands on hips while wearing his beautiful purple dress didn’t make Caleb very intimidating.

“Just have to keep up with you and Grant,” Mitch teased. He loved to tease Caleb about how horny he was.

“Gonna have to try harder than that.” Caleb taunted, narrowing his eyes before he stalked down the hall in the direction of the kitchen.

Peering up at Byron, Mitch grinned. He had renewed energy. It was time to get the party started. “That was a challenge.”

Byron shook his head, but he was chuckling. “Challenge accepted.”

Two

Jace

Jace laughed at Avery and Hayley’s antics. The two Littles had bonded and Jace couldn’t be happier. Avery had needed a friend like Hayley for so long. One that understood there was nothing wrong with regressing so often.

While Hayley didn’t talk much about his needs, he was still obviously Little. He also didn’t have a Daddy that he spoke about.

It was refreshing in a sense.

To see a boy so comfortable with his regression that he accepted who he was on the inside. Avery needed that positivity.

“No, no, no,” Avery said with a shaky laugh. “That’s not what I meant.”

Hayley gave a mock pout. “You invited me over to play in your sandbox.”

Avery threw up his hands. “I was trying to, but you wouldn’t let me!”

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