“Are you ready, Daddy?”
Ellie’s voice was soft and full of excitement. The way they called me “Daddy” held so much vulnerability and trust that it nearly blew me away. “I’m always ready to see my princess all dressed up for me. Let me see you, darling.”
The room was silent except for their footsteps as they walked around the couch until they were standing right in front of me. The second I saw them, I couldn’t take my eyes off them. I felt as if all the air had been knocked out of my lungs.
Ellie—or should I say Princess Ellie—was wearing a deep-purple dress. The bodice was fitted to their torso, flaring into a puffy skirt that stopped just above the floor. Their collarbone was visible and sparkling with what looked like a shimmery highlighter. The neckline was low, and had long sleeves that hung off the shoulders. My favorite part was the silver tiara that was perched atop their head.
They were absolutely breathtaking. “Damn, Princess. It’s amazing... You’re so incredibly talented and beautiful. Give me a spin.”
Ellie’s cheeks flushed as they curtsied. “Thank you, good sir.” They stepped back and twirled slowly, letting the skirt’s fabric lift and dance around them. Their giggles filled the room, making my small apartment feel more like a home than it ever had before.
Once they were done twirling, they made their way over to where I was sitting on the couch and plopped right down in my lap. “Well, hello there, little princess. Did you have fun showing off your dress?”
Their face was tucked into my chest, and I could still feel them trying to catch their breath. “Darling, look at me.”
Ellie slowly lifted their head, and when I saw their eyes, I knew. “Your medicine from earlier must have worn off, you don’t look like you feel well. Come on, princess, let’s go get you changed, and then you need more medicine and something to eat.”
Ellie tucked their head into my chest and whined. “But I wanna be a princess.”
“Shh, I know you do, darling, but you’re still sick and need plenty of rest. Did you bring any nightgowns with you? Princesses have comfy clothes, right?”
“I do. It’s the same as the other one, just a deeper purple like this.”
I placed a kiss on the top of their head and then gently grasped their chin, forcing their gaze to mine. “That’s perfect, princess. Can I help you change, or do you want to do it yourself?”
Ellie’s cheeks turned pink, and they tried to look away but quickly gave up. “I’d like your help, please.”
My chest puffed up with pride, and I kissed their lips softly as a reward for being such a good princess. Okay, and maybe because I couldn’t help it, their lips were very kissable. “You’re so fucking sweet, darling.”
Grabbing the back of their thighs, I made sure I had a tight grip before standing up off the couch with them still in my arms. They let out a surprised squeak and tightened their legs around my waist. “Come on, little princess.”
Once we were both standing, I very carefully removed their tiara and placed it on the bed. Bending down so they could hold on to my shoulders, I removed their slippers as they lifted each foot.
“Turn around, darling.”
Ellery looked absolutely exhausted as they turned around so I could unzip their dress. They seemed to be feeling a lot better than the other day, so I suspected that after another night’s rest, they’d be back to themself.
Once the zipper was pulled down, I grabbed the dress and gently pulled it over their hips, and what I uncovered had my dick throbbing in my briefs.
Ellery was wearing matching sheer lace panties that looked absolutely sinful against their creamy skin. “Fuck, darling. You look fucking edible.”
Ellery looked over their shoulder back at me, then smirked. “Then eat me, Daddy.”
I couldn’t help the growl that came out of my mouth as I wrapped my arms around Ellery’s waist and nipped playfully at their ear. “Oh, I will be eating you, princess, but not right now.”
Ellery whined, the sound full of their disappointment. “I know, princess, but we’ll have plenty of time to play with one another after you’ve gotten some more rest.”
“Okay, Daddy... can we have spaghetti for dinner, please?”
I kissed the side of their head, lingering for a little longer than necessary, just breathing in their sweet scent. “That sounds perfect, darling. Let’s get you dressed, and then I’ll place the order.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
“You’re welcome, princess.”
I leaned forward and grabbed the nightgown off the bed, then I turned toward Ellery, who already had their hands up ready to go. “Here you go, princess. This is Daddy’s job.” Once I had the garment pulled down fully, I readjusted the sleeves and made sure everything was in place. I grabbed the tiara off the bed and carefully placed it on their head, making sure I didn’t snag their hair.
“All princesses need a tiara.”
