Page 37 of Garland & Giggles
Everything was neat and perfectly in place.
Did that mean that Nicky didn’t spend much time in the nursery, or was he a clean little?
Admittedly, Law was used to the chaos and messes that Liam made during his little time. Law knew that each little was different and unique, he just hadn’t suspected Nicky’s space to be something that Law himself would have loved having a helping hand in designing. It was perfect.
Nicky yawned. Law forced himself to stop admiring the room and stride to the changing table.
Carefully laying Nicky on the pad on top of the changing table, Law looked at the shelf next to the window. There was a collection of diapers and pullups.
He dropped his eyes back down to his boy. Nicky hadn’t said a word since they’d entered the nursery, Law realized. Law cupped Nicky’s face. “How are you doing, baby boy?”
Nicky pressed his lips together.
“Besides sticky,” Law added.
That got a small smile.
“We can slow down,” Law offered.
Immediately Nicky shook his head, but he started to chew on his bottom lip.
Nicky’s responses weren’t helping Law figure anything out. Something… It hit him. The nursery. Nicky’s old boyfriends who’d not appreciated all the hard work he’d put into the special space. Had even made Nicky feel bad for being able to afford to make his own nursery.
“I love this nursery,” Law said sincerely. “I can’t wait to spend our nights relaxing here. It’s soothing. Perfect after a grueling day of work.”
Nicky relaxed at his words.
“But none of this.” Law tapped Nicky’s bottom lip. “These lips need to remain soft for Daddy’s kisses.”
Nicky stopped his chewing. “Binkie?”
“Where?” Law asked gently.
Nicky pointed to the basket on the bottom shelf right next to a stack of diapers. Law grabbed the basket to peer inside. There were five pacifiers, all ocean themed, and he chose the one with the hammerhead shark. He showed it to his boy.
“Sharkie!” Nicky clapped his hands.
Law chose that pacifier and placed the tip against Nicky’s lips.
Nicky began to suck on the rubber nipple contentedly.
Crisis averted. It would take time for Nicky to accept that Law wasn’t like the other men that he’d tried to date. Law wasn’t so insecure that Nicky’s independence or money made a difference to him. Maybe it was his age, but Law just didn’t give a damn if it was him that provided the space they needed to indulge in their needs.
Nicky started to kick his legs against the side of the changing table as he sucked on his binkie.
Law hadn’t had the opportunity to diaper a boy in an extraordinarily long time.
Even in age regression, not every couple used diapers. Liam and Jude did, so Law wasn’t surprised that it was something that Nicky also enjoyed. Maybe relieved a little. Law’s experience with diapers had always been positive. He’d introduced many boys to them. Even if the boy didn’t use the diapers, having the cotton wrapped around them helped them find that little place inside them.
The front of Nicky’s sweatpants was soaked with his release earlier. He set out getting his boy cleaned up. He shucked thesoiled sweatpants and underwear. Using a baby wipe from the container on the shelf, he quickly made sure that there was no lingering mess.
He held up a diaper and waited for Nicky’s nod before getting the cotton wrapped around Nicky’s waist. There were drawers built into the front of the changing table and he pulled a few open, going through them until he found a pajama set with sharks that looked soft and comfortable.
Law took a few extra moments to toss Nicky’s adult clothes into a hamper beside the changing table and put everything back on the shelf. Once the room was in the same condition as it had been when they entered, he lifted Nicky into his arms.
“Story, Daddy?” Nicky asked after pulling the binkie from his mouth.
“Wonderful idea,” Law praised. He strolled over to the bookcase to look through the options. So many shark and sea creature books. Of course, he picked up a book with a smiling shark on the cover. He showed it to Nicky to get his opinion.
