He looked between the both of us and his smile widened. “Is this a Daddy thing?”
“It is. We don’t look at being Daddies as just a part time gig. If you were to be our boy it would be a twenty-four seven arrangement. Would you let us take some measure of control?With the little you have told us about your past, I wouldn’t wonder if you were a bit hesitant about doing that.” I watched his face carefully. I didn’t want to put the sweet man under stress, but I also wanted to be absolutely above board with what Marco and I were looking for. You couldn’t build a relationship, kinky or otherwise, holding back parts of yourself and not being honest from the beginning.
“But,” Marco interjected before Seb answered, “we are both more than happy to negotiate. Nothing is set in stone and each relationship is different. The three of us need to see what works best for us as a whole.”
I nodded. Every word Marco said was true.
Seb sat back and looked at both of us before dropping his gaze to his hands. “You’re right.” He tilted his head to look at me. “About giving up control. My parents controlled everything in my life, who I was friends with, and even what I could wear. When I left them I swore that my life was my own.” Seb took a deep breath in. “But the irony is, I also want what you are offering.” Our food lay forgotten as we focused on Sebastian’s words. I dearly hoped he’d give us a chance.
“We can be flexible, sweetheart,” I answered. Marco snorted at the innuendo and I heard a soft giggle from Sebastian.
“I’m willing to give it a try. Anything I feel uncomfortable about I’ll be honest and let you know.” Seb sat up straighter, taking both our hands in his. “Does that work for you both?”
“Sure does, sprite. So what do you say? We put a hold on any more heavy talk and have the delicious butterscotch pudding I know Roe made for us, then we can head down to the playroom?”
“Sounds perfect, Daddy,” Sebastian answered. He looked down at himself. “I didn’t bring a change of clothes to play in.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that. I’m sure I can find you some warm clothes when we go upstairs, probably something of mine.I’m pretty sure you’d swim in anything of Marco’s. Once we’re finished we can head up.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
I was never going to grow tired of hearing those sweet words from Sebastian’s mouth. Leaning forward I kissed him softly, delighted with the flush that rose in his cheeks. I pulled away and was delighted to hear the soft sound of protest from Sebastian.
“More will come later. Both Daddy Marco and I will give you as many kisses as you can handle.” I looked down and speared a carrot from his plate, lifting it to his lips.
Sebastian smiled softly looking from me to the carrot I held. “I’m really not a fan of vegetables, so I hope you are offering a pretty big incentive to eat them.” His smirk was both seductive and sweet.
“I would think not earning a punishment would be reward enough.” Marco moved closer, bringing an arm around Seb’s waist. “But I’ll tell you what, for every carrot you eat you’ll earn a kiss from Daddy Roe and I, how does that sound?”
“Oh, I can work with that. Are the kisses given after or during?” Seb’s sunny smile was contagious. He was going to be a sexy handful.
“I think you are going to have to wait till you finish your meal. We are going to take a long time eating dinner if we have to stop for a kiss each time, no matter how lovely that sounds.” I smiled, taking the sting out of my words.
“Oh, poop.” Seb sighed.
“I promise we will keep careful count of all the kisses we owe you,” I promised, and shared a smile with Marco.
Seb opened his mouth and took the honeyed carrot between his teeth, nibbling gently. I watched his eyes light up with surprise.
“They taste better than you expected?” Seb nodded, taking another mouthful from the fork. I saw him glance towards Marco.
“Don’t worry sprite, I’m keeping track and you’ll get all the kisses you deserve.” Marco answered smiling.
“How did you and Papa meet?” Seb took another mouthful of carrots, wrinkling his nose slightly. Still, he swallowed them down.
“We met at a club in London. I had just broken up with my girlfriend at the time and wanted to let my hair down and have some fun.” I remembered that night fondly.
“You dated girls too?” Seb asked softly.
“Sure did. I knew when I was young that I liked both. I love soft curves and beautiful breasts just as much as I love broad chests and beards.” I looked over at Marco, smiling. “And when I saw your Papa standing at the bar all tattooed and bare chested, it was lust at first sight.”
Marco grinned and shrugged. “What can I say? I’m a sexy man, but not as sexy as this man.”
“Flatterer.”
Seb looked between us “Did your parents mind that you were bi, or do they not know?”
“Both our parents know and support us, though Marco will tell you it took a little bit for his father to come around. But eventually they did. We are very lucky. I was very open and honest with my parents, and they know about the club and that we would eventually love a third partner,” I answered.
