As he pulled out, I was ready to push inside Sebastian. He arched his back and sobbed as I slid in, Marco kissing me before stepping into the bedroom.
“I’m going to fill your arse, baby, and then Papa is going to slide a nice big plug inside you to keep you open for use all day.” Seb shivered under my hands.
“Yes, Daddy. I want that.”
I kissed his shoulder, catching his gaze in the mirror. I smiled, and was rewarded with a beautiful, tear-filled one from Sebastian.
“Such a good boy for us. When we’re done we’re going to dress you in a nice soft diaper and your favourite onesie.” I slowed my thrusts as I spoke, building up the anticipation, enjoying the fine edge I was balancing on.
“Please Daddy I need you.” Sebastian was openly sobbing now and one look in the mirror at his tear streaked face had me pumping my load into his arse.
Pulling out I gently, parted Seb’s cheeks to watch my come sliding out of his abused hole. I touched his rim gently, pulling at the edges to make sure there were no tears. Sebastian was so new to this, after all.
“Nice and pink,” Marco said, looking over my shoulder. He handed me the aloe to smooth over Seb’s tender hole, then the plug. Seb let out the cutest gulp as I nestled it inside him.
“There you go, nice and ready for when Papa or I need to use that sweet little hole.” I helped lift Sebastian up off the counter. He turned and nestled his head against my shoulder, his cock still hard.
I ran my fingers lightly over his cock. Sebastian shivered in my arms but didn’t move otherwise. A quick check, and his eyes had that far off look that I had so often seen in Submissives finding subspace. It made me happy to think of all the things we had yet to experience with Seb. He had already shown what an adorable, sweet Little he was, but I also suspected there was a sensual submissive hiding in there—not to mention a tiny bit of a pain slut that was already making Marco crazy.
Our smart, wonderful Sebastian. I lifted him up and carried him through to the bedroom. Marco had already been the perfect Papa and laid out one of the cute onesies we’d picked out for him to wear.
I kissed Marco softly as he helped me dress Sebastian. We worked in tandem, getting our beautiful boy into his cloth diaper which we had agreed he would try out today, and his llama patterned onesie. A total impulse buy a few weeks back, it had been languishing in my dream chest where I collected various things I hoped to give our Little. Seb had given such a yell of joy when he saw the onesie I knew it had to be some sort of sign that we were meant to be.
I wasn’t delusional. I knew that for a relationship like ours to work we were going to face comments from narrow minded people. But I had faith that the three of us had what it took to last, and I already had a fierce protectiveness burning in my chest for our amazing boyfriend.
That was what Seb was; he wasn’t just our boy or our Little, he was an important part of us already, and with a quick glance to Marco I could see the same hope in his eyes.
“Daddy, look.”Sebastian had Ambrosius by his halter and was walking him around the back yard like he was born to it. The shithead of a llama held his banana eared head high, looking like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth. Traitorous beast had spent months trying to murder me, yet one look from Seb and he was as tame as a puppy.
“I think it’s an awesome idea,” Marco said, breaking me from my ruminations about the evil creature.
“Sorry, what’s an awesome idea?” I pulled my jacket tighter and leaned my head against Marco’s shoulder.
“Seb and Amby walking in the Christmas pageant on Thursday.” Marco laughed, fully aware I wasn’t really focused on what he was saying.
“I’m sorry love, but how the hell does Sebastian do it? In the space of an hour he has that recalcitrant ruminant eating out of his hand.”
“Think he’s a camelid.”
“Marco, not helping.” I couldn’t keep my pretence of annoyance. I was just too damn happy with life. “It’s disgustingly cute how doe eyed that damn llama is over Sebastian.”
“I just think that is the effect Seb has on everyone, love.” Marco pulled me into his arms and kissed me slowly before pulling back and smiling softly. “I’m pretty much the luckiest guy on the planet right now.”
“Ditto, babe.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
SEBASTIAN
“Sebastian, time is not going to go any faster staring at the clock.” Miss Rose gave me a fond smile and shook her head, causing her platinum curls to bounce.
“I know it’s been half a day since I saw them, but it’s Christmas Eve and Papa finished doing the extra decorations outside the house.” I had been so frazzled and excited I’d had to call my Daddies the night before to get them to talk to me, so I could fall asleep listening to their voices.
“I know Seb, I’m just teasing hun. I am so happy for the three of you.” She opened her arms and hugged me. “Have you got your bag packed?”
“I sure do. Daddy came round this morning to help me decide what I wanted to take for the Christmas break while I stayed with them.”
“How many stuffies are you taking? I can’t imagine you will get by with less than seven.” Rose gave me a wink and I giggled.
