Page 46 of Magic and Mayhem

But the upstairs was getting farther and farther away.

“Good boys who walk upstairs safely for bed might get a reward in the morning.” Daddy’s words were very tempting.

“What kind of reward?” Sitting up was hard but I was Daddy’s good boy. “Pancakes? Another orgasm? Do I get to suck you again, Daddy?”

There were lots of good rewards.

“Stand up and we’ll talk about it.” Daddy sounded like he wasn’t going to budge on the standing-up part because he waited and waited.

So I got up and stood and even let him help me with my pants without sitting back down. “Good boy.”

I was so good I was definitely getting a reward in the morning…a sexy one and a treat one.

For some reason, Daddy laughed and kissed my forehead. “Silly dragon.”

“Yes, not a goose, no chomp chomp.” Feathers weren’t tasty no matter what Uncle Paddy said.

Daddy was very tired too because he groaned. “Not asking. Not asking. Upstairs. Show me where your room is, cutie.”

“That’s right, because you didn’t stay with me last night, so you don’t know where my bed is.” That was very sad. “But you’re going to make it up to me and stay with me lots and lots because you’re mine.”

I was keeping Daddy.

Daddy was so tired he was laughing again.

“I’m not feeling guilty, so stop being dramatic.” Daddy steered me toward the stairs as we started walking. “Consent is important. I’m staying now because we talked about it before orgasms and before you got so tired your filter failed.”

He was so silly.

“I…” Wait. What had I been going to say? “I might be sleepy, Daddy.”

Maybe.

“You had a long day, so I’m not surprised.” Daddy was very smart and held me tight as we started to go up and up and up. “Yes, up and up, baby.”

Daddy was magic.

“No, you’re just chatty when you’re tired.”

Daddy was very confusing and I was going to ask what was so funny, but when we got to the top of the stairs, I forgot what…what had I been going to say?

“Orgasms make me tired, Daddy.”

I went up.

I went down.

I went to bed.

Daddy was nearly giggling, so he must’ve been tired too.

“Here’s my room, Daddy.” Yes, I was going to help Daddy since he was so sleepy he was silly. “It’s my grown-up room.”

It was a very nice grown-up room.

“It’s got a big bed and lots of pillows because my mother says grown-ups have lots of pillows and I’ve even got a chair in the corner. My mother thinks it’s for putting on my shoes, but it’s for you to spank me. Doesn’t that look like a good spanking chair? Shh, we’re not going to tell my mother, though. She’d worry.”

Just about different things than Daddy worried about.

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