Page 10 of Self Expression

He let me linger there until I drifted off. I didn’t sleep for long, but it was nice to get a little rest time in with Daddy.

When I finally had the strength to lift my head, Enzo was still smiling down at me. “You awake, baby?” His voice was low and sexy. “We should get dinner soon.”

“I guess.” I didn’t ever want to get up, but Daddy’s tummy rumbled, so I couldn’t keep him from eating. “You’re just so comfy.”

“I’ll be just as comfy tonight.” He grinned and eased my head off his lap and stood up. “Let’s get you dressed so we can take a walk and pick up something.”

“Walk?” I let him pull me to my feet and then wrapped my arms around him. “We’re leaving the nest?”

“We can have something delivered, but I thought it might be nice to get some fresh air and maybe check out the ramen place on Fourth.” Enzo raised an eyebrow, waiting for my response.

“Fresh air is for the birds, but I do love ramen.” I glanced down at my discarded romper. “I guess I need real clothes, huh?”

“I prefer you with no clothes at all, but Mrs. Kurimoto might be a bit scandalized.” He picked up my clothes and headed toward my bedroom. Daddy tossed my romper onto the chair and went straight to my closet.

I just sat at the edge of my bed and watched as he pulled clothes out for me. He found my favorite hoodie and carried it to me. It was light blue with thumb holes and a little bear patch I’d sewn on the sleeve.

“I bet you look adorable in this one.” He held it up. “What do you think?”

“It’s my favorite.” I slipped it over my head and watched as he pulled out boxers, socks, and a pair of sweatpants that actually matched. “Thank you.”

“Of course. Now up you go!” Daddy kneeled down beside me as I stood up so I could step into the underwear and sweats. There was a hint of embarrassment creeping into my cheeks, but it was a nice kind of embarrassment. The kind I wanted only him to see.

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We walked to the noodle place with Enzo holding my hand the whole time. It was sweet and romantic and made me fall for him a little harder. The city was in that golden hour where everything looked soft-edged and gentle. Even the cracked sidewalks held a certain charm that I’d never noticed before.

After a quick discussion about the merits of staying or taking out, we decided to stay and grabbed a booth near the back of the small restaurant.

“What are you in the mood for?” Enzo looked at me over the top of his menu.

“Probably the basic chicken ramen. No veggies.” When he opened his mouth to protest, I held up my finger to stop the lecture before it started. “I’ll get a salad, and I do like vegetables, but not in my soup.”

Enzo smiled. “Good boy.”

They were two simple words, but they carried the weight of the world with them. They suddenly became the two most important words to me. The words I wanted to hear from Enzo all day. Every day. “Thank you.”

When the server came a few minutes later, we ordered, and then I sank into the vinyl seat. I wouldn’t get my milk with dinner, but Daddy promised I’d get as much milk as I wanted once we were back at my place.

Our food came out quick and I dug right in. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I burned my tongue on the first bite and had to hold my mouth open for a minute to cool it off. Enzo noticed, of course, so he plucked a couple noodles out of my bowl and blew on them before offering them to me with his chopsticks.

I opened my mouth and let him put the cooled noodles right on my tongue. “Thank you, Daddy.”

He winked. “As you learned last night, I like feeding you.”

My cheeks burned as I thought about his milk and how yummy it would be when I was comfy in my bed. “That’s good to know because I like feeding from you.” I waggled my eyebrows dramatically. “From all your parts.”

He chuckled at my silly joke and dug into his own bowl of stinky truffle ramen.

For the next hour, we ate and laughed and shared secrets and funny stories. It was a perfect date. And even though it was technically our first date, I didn’t think of it that way. Whether Enzo would have agreed or not, I considered our time in the elevator as our first date.

Those hours that could have been terrifying if I’d been alone but ended up being the start of something amazing.

When we were ready to leave, Enzo paid the bill and then led me out into the grayish dusk. The walk back was unhurried as I cuddled into his side. I’d put my sexual needs aside through dinner, but as we got closer to my place, my libido inched higher, along with my thirst for my Daddy.

When we got to my apartment, I barely made it inside before climbing Enzo like a monkey. He laughed and held me in his arms as I kissed him hard. “Whoa, where did that come from?”

“I remembered how much I want some milk, and that made me hard, and then that made me climb you.”

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