Page 29 of Our Little Sebastian

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Papa opened his arms wide for me and I happily let him wrap me in his embrace. “Sprite, you are exactly the man that Roe and I have been looking for for so many years. And any rides we give you, I’m pretty sure you will be working your pretty bottom off for.” Daddy gave a wink and let the dirty implication of his comment land.

I giggled and blushed when I realised what he meant.

Daddy walked across the room and joined in the hug. He kissed my neck and cheek, speaking softly. “If we buy you things or spoil you it’s not because you expect it, but because we want to, and here’s the thing. Papa and I were going to bring this up in a couple of weeks, but we both know there is no going backfrom you, Seb. You have us wrapped around your adorable little finger.”

“Bring up what?”

“Well, we want to make sure you know this is an exclusive thing between the three of us,” Daddy said.

I couldn’t keep the silly smile off my face. My Daddies wanted to be with me—exclusively. “I really love the sound of that.”

“We’re going to want you to spend a lot of your time with us, baby. We are very much needy Daddies. That might mean nights spent at the house, or nights we spend here.” Daddy peered over my shoulder at my bed that could be seen from where we stood and smiled.

Papa leaned back as well, peering through the doorway. “We might need to invest in a new mattress for you, Sprite. Think of it as a present for my poor old back. Also, I don’t think between us and your stuffies there is too much room on your current one.”

I giggled into Papa’s chest. They hadn’t seen the rest of the stuffies sitting on my shelves yet.

“We’re also wanting you to spend Christmas and New Years with us. We know it’s short notice, only a week away, but we think spending the holidays together would be perfect.” Daddy’s dark eyes caught mine and he smiled hopefully.

I couldn’t say no to either of these men, and getting to spend Christmas with them would be a dream come true.

“I would love that.”

“So we can take that as a yes.”

I bounced in Papa’s arms, nodding, and Daddy let out one of those deep sexy chuckles I so loved.

“Christmas is only a few days away.” Maybe I could ask Lilly tonight if she would help me during the week find some presents for my Daddies.

“Christmas Eve is Thursday night, so we would come pick you up after work to spend the break with us.” Papa stood back, letting me move towards my room so I could grab what I needed.

“Miss Rose was going to close the shop from Christmas to just after New Year, so I could spend that time with you at the house.”

“That sounds perfect. Your Papa and I have the House Christmas party this weekend, and we’d love your input on some of the last minute details,” Daddy said, smiling as he followed me into my room. “We were planning on just having a quiet Christmas so it would be just the three of us. More time for us to get to know each other.”

Daddy sat on my bed—well, in the space not taken up by the clothes I had flung there in my frenzy to find the perfect outfit to wear the day before. Holy cow, who could believe I’d only spent one night and a morning with my Daddies and we were already planning to spend the holidays together? It kind of sounded like one of those romance novels Lilly and Rose loved.

“I think we need to work on your tidying up skills, baby boy.” Daddy lifted an emerald green camisole I had left on my pillow. “Pack this, please. I want to see you wearing it. Does it have pretty panties to go with it?”

The bed groaned as Papa threw himself on it next to Daddy and took the camisole from him. “Oh yeah, I really really need to see you wearing this tonight, baby boy.”

I could feel the heat of my blush running up my neck as I looked about to see if I could find the matching lace panties that went with the green camisole. I also had a royal purple set and I grabbed them and shoved them into my small overnight bag.

“Don’t forget something to wear to the club tonight to play in.” Daddy had not moved from my bed and Papa was sprawled out with his head resting on Daddy’s belly.

I had my cute bat onesie that I’d been dying to wear, with its little wings and a hood that looked like the cutest little bat face. Even the feet were made to look like little bat’s feet with soft velvet claws on the end. I could wear that, and then my elf one for Christmas.

“Your flat is adorable, Sebastian, it has your touches all over it and I love it.” Daddy was laying on his side looking through my sketch pad while scratching through Papa’s hair. “Oh, this shirt would be amazing.” Daddy held the pad up to show me and Papa. “I love the cut and colour. You have a talent, sweetheart.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” I took note of the shirt he was admiring and added it to a list of things I wanted to do for my Daddies. I went back to searching for my cosmetic case that had to be in my bathroom. It was there, with half my small makeup collection spilled out on the bathroom counter. I’d forgotten to clean up before I left the other night. Quickly I picked up the makeup, putting it in my case, then I gave the counter a quick wipe down just in case Daddy or Papa came in here.

When I walked back into my bedroom Daddy was still laying on my bed looking at my sketches. My cheeky Papa was trying to sneak a peek in my bedside drawer. Daddy gave me an amused look. “Sorry darling boy, your Papa is such a sticky beak.”

“Papa, what are you doing?” I held a hand to my mouth to stop my laughter and make believe I was cross with him.

Papa turned to me, not looking contrite in the slightest. “Trying to find your impressive dildo collection.”

“Oh.” I giggled and moved to my dressing table. Sliding open the drawer I pulled out my box of treasures. Lilly and I had spent the day covering the wooden box in fake gemstones and lining it in velvet. My four favourite dildos lay inside. The others were in another storage tub in my wardrobe. I hadn’t lied when I said I had an impressive collection. I picked up the satin sack that held my favourite one and a bottle of the most expensive lube wesold in the shop. Holding them up I smirked at Papa and Daddy. “Should I bring it so I can get used to taking your cocks?”