“Well I suppose I did. Though I don’t know how happy Master Gregory will be when he sees his favourite spanking bench wearing a pair of reindeer horns.” I shook my head, imagining the look of shock on Greg’s face when he walked in tonight. Actually, I’d quite like to see our stern Sadist smile. It had been a while, and maybe some mischievous Littles would be the perfect medicine for him.
“Do you like it, Daddy?” Seb stood looking between me and the bench.
“You know I do, very much.” I looped my arm around Seb’s waist and cuddled him. “Did you put mistletoe over the cross?”
“Yep, and one is over the Littles’ playroom door. And we drew Christmas pictures on the chalk wall too.” Seb held his shirt out to show me where it was multi coloured with chalk dust.
“I can see that, but I think it’s time you helped Lilly pack her things away. Her Mummy will be here soon.”
Oh, the pouts the two of them gave. Adorable. But no, if I had to be the mean Daddy right now, so be it.
“Lilly, remember you and your Mummy will be back for dinner tonight, and then you and Sebastian can have more play time. Now let’s get your coat on. Sebastian, help find Lilly’s shoes please.” I noticed both of them had sparkles covering their socks and hands. “Do I want to know what got sparkled?”
“Things.” Seb did not have a face made for lying. Neither did Lilly for that matter, and the way the both squirmed told me they had been up to something. Oh well. I’d let them run with it, and then when whatever these two cuties had planned happened, Lilly’s Mummy and I could decide if it was a punishable offence. Sebastian had made it very clear in our talks about limits that he wanted to explore his naughty side, to let go and be a little bit naughty occasionally, knowing that while he’d get a punishment, it would never be cruel or unjust.
The more Seb opened up to us about his childhood and family, the more I wanted to coddle and protect our boy. I wanted to give him so much joy and love that he would never feel lost or lonely again. I was more than aware I’d lost all claim to being calm and sensible where Sebastian was concerned, and I no longer cared. It was obvious he belonged to us, and it was a pointless waste of time to try and deny it.
“All right. I’ll find out eventually. Now let’s head outside and see how Marco is doing with the decorations.”
“I saw Daddy kissing Santa Claus.”
I was greeted by Sebastian’s off key rendition of the old time classic as I stepped into the bathroom. I stopped dead, trying not to laugh when I heard him whisper, “Would be so hot to see him fucking Santa, though.” The dirty chuckle my boy gave broke me and I laughed out loud.
“Oh, is that what you want from Santa sweetheart?”
Sebastian grinned over his pile of pink bubbles. “Well if that was on offer I wouldn’t say no. We could say it was a learning experience for me.”
“Is that so?” I knelt down and grabbed the fresh flannel from the counter and dipped it in the water. “Sit forward, baby boy, and let Daddy wash your back.”
Seb had pulled his hair up into a high bun so I could soap his neck and shoulders without wetting his hair. I loved how broad his shoulders were. Even though he was slim, his build was more like a swimmer. I couldn’t wait to see him in the pool. I laughed at myself. We hadn’t shown Sebastian half of the things that were here, but we had more than enough time to show him everything.
“Have you had a good day?” I gently cleaned Seb’s back and arms before motioning for him to turn around so I could wash his chest.
“The best time. I don’t want it to end.” Seb’s full lips were turned down in a soft frown that needed to be kissed away.
“Sweetheart, we still have two more nights, and I promise you during the week we are going to be visiting you so much at the shop you will be sick of us.” I kissed his nose, carefully avoiding the heavy layer of bubbles he had on his cheeks, which he had informed me was his bubble beard just like Papa’s.
“I’ll never get tired of seeing you and Papa. I just hope you won’t get tired of me.”
“That will never happen. Now, my darling one, did you decide what you want to wear for the Christmas party tonight?’
“My bat onesie. Lilly is gonna wear her little prince costume and Rhys said he was wearing his Tiger one. Did his Daddy call back to say they were coming? Rhys wasn’t sure when Lilly and I talked to him in discord. He really wanted to.”
I wiped the bubbles from Seb’s cheeks. “I spoke to his Daddy, and yes they will be joining us tonight. They are going to stay in the guest suite as it’s a bit of a drive back to Tewsbury, especially with snowy roads.”
Seb was up and bouncing in the tub excitedly, bubbles and water going everywhere.
“We’re going to have so much fun!” He giggled when he saw how soaked my clothes were, then offered me a cheeky grin. “Oh no, Daddy. Now you’re all wet. You should really strip out of those clothes and get in the nice warm bath, don’t you think?”
“You little minx.” I was already growing hard at the thought of his slippery, wet body against mine. My trousers hit the floor with a soft thwump, followed by my shirt. My watch, a birthday present from Marco, I made sure to put high up on the counter, safe from harm.
Sebastian was openly ogling me.
“Do you like what you see, baby boy?”
Sebastian nodded, reaching out to touch my thigh. “I love how hairy your thighs are. Is that a kink? Cause if it is I got it.” Seb ran his fingers lightly up my thighs, stopping before he reached my cock.
“May I, Daddy?” Seb had risen to his knees, the foam sliding down his body in a sexy peek-a-boo show as pale glimpses of his flesh showed through the pink bubbles.
