Chapter 6
With Melody snuggled up on his lap, Kawan motioned to one of the passing servers that he needed a water. Once he'd made clear what his wishes were, she'd completely relaxed against him with a little contented sigh, and he didn't want to move her until he absolutely had to.
This was...
Perfection. It was exactly what he'd been missing. What the Daddy Dom part of him had been needing. What he'd hoped to eventually find by being able to attend Black Light regularly.While he’d played since the disastrous end of his last relationship, none of those scenes had felt anything like this. Hell, he’d completely forgotten about Krissy once he’d run into Melody, until now.
When the server brought him a bottle of water, Kawan thanked her before shifting Melody on his lap to stir her. She wasn't asleep, but she might as well have been. The hazy, muzzy headspace wasn't subspace, but a kind of afterglow that could follow a good scene. He'd be surprised if she realized she'd already been snuggling with him for close to ten minutes.
Shifting her on his lap, he could feel the heat from her bottom through the fabric of his pants. It wasn't the hardest spanking he'd ever given a woman, but for a first spanking it had been thorough and entirely pleasurable. She'd be feeling it for a few more hours, although she should be back to normal by tomorrow morning.
"Open, baby girl," he said, lifting the water bottle to her lips.
Still looking a little dazed, her mouth popped open, and he saw the moment she realized how thirsty she was. Kawan couldn't help but indulge in a little fantasy of doing this with her with a bottle or sippy cup sometime... having a woman so completely dependent on him was just one of his kinks. He didn't know how to explain it. While he'd fed, burped, and changed plenty of actual babies and small children, it never affected what he wanted from a woman.
Kawan was a caretaker, through and through. In some ways, age-play was role-playing, but for him it was so much more than that. Hecouldn'tbe in a relationship without slipping into a Daddy Dom headspace regularly. Not that that always ended well. Darkly, he pushed those thoughts away and refocused on the present. On Melody.
He thought he'd picked up on some signs that Melody might be a little, or at least willing to play as a little. Hopefully he wasn't just misreading things because of his own desires.
When she finally stopped drinking, she blinked, seeming to come back to herself, and then she immediately blushed when she looked at him. Kawan grinned.
"How are you feeling, baby girl?"
"Good, um... good." She wriggled slightly, her brow furrowing as she felt his erection jerk against her. Glancing down between their bodies, she bit her lower lip. "Um, shouldn't I be doing something about that?"
"Not tonight," he said firmly.The little pout that formed on her lips at his words made him smile. "You weren't planning on playing tonight, remember? So I want you to go home and think about whether or not you'd like to come back, with the intention of playing... hopefully with me."
He tugged on her ponytail as she blushed and ducked her head. When she opened her mouth to answer, he put one finger up to quiet her and gave her a stern look.
"I don't want you to answer me right now. I'm serious about going home and thinking about it once you're away from me and the club. This was your first time, so once you've had some space, you might realize that while you enjoyed tonight, you'd prefer a different partner. Or a different kink. I'm a Daddy Dom and being a baby girl or a little isn't something that appeals to everyone. I want you to take the time to think about what you want." He kept toying with her hair, winding the soft strands around his fingers as he spoke.
As much as he hoped he'd hear from her again, he knew there was a possibility that she might decide she didn't want what he did. Especially since this had been her first time scening. They definitely had chemistry, which was a point in his favor.
"What do you want?" she asked. Her voice was a little bit higher, a little bit softer, a little more girlish. Kawan could very easily see her as a baby girl—his baby girl. But it was up to her.
"I want to get to know you a little better," he said easily. "I want a baby girl to care for, spoil, and punish. I've been attracted to you from the moment I met you, so if both of those wants align, that would make me very happy. But if they don't, I'd be happy to see you here at Black Light again anyway, for an occasional scene if you're amenable."
Her lips formed a little 'o' but she didn't quite seem to know how to respond.
"Here," he said, holding the bottle back up. "Drink."
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Even though she'dalready had a spectacular orgasm, Melody felt her insides clenching a little bit.
Daddy Kawan.
That was definitely how he was now embedded in her thoughts. It suited him so much better than Mr. Park or Sir.
As much as she wanted to tell him that everything he described sounded like exactly what she wanted, she also knew that she was flying high on the chemical afterglow of pleasure. Now was not the time to be making decisions. She was thinking clearly enough to know that.
Approaching movement caught her eye, reminding her that they weren't alone. Somehow she'd blocked out everything else and now it all came rushing back as she looked up to see Peggy nearly upon them. Most of her make-up had been wiped off and she seemed more subdued than usual, although also kind of dreamy. Behind her, Elliott stood back, arms crossed over his chest, a blank expression on his face.
Melody couldn't help but wonder how much of her spanking they'd seen... maybe they hadn't seen any of it or maybe they'd watched the whole thing. She'd been so caught up with Daddy Kawan that she'd pretty much forgotten the rest of the world existed.
She found that she resented the intrusion.
"Excuse me," Peggy said, her gaze flickering between Melody and Kawan, as if she wasn't sure whom she should be addressing, before finally settling on Melody. "Elliott and I are ready to head out. Do you want to stay here or come with us?"