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Butterflies swirl around my tummy. Is this man serious? A part of me feels like he's lying, which is fine. After all, how the hell would hairbrush manufacturers put real alien rocks in a hairbrush? But part of me believes him.
Perhaps it's because I'm in Little mode that I surrender to Constantine. Perhaps it's because I want to believe his story is true. Or perhaps it's because, without knowing why, without even knowing where the desire comes from, some part of my soul believes that my Daddy could create this magical hairbrush out of a regular one if he wanted to, that he could impart magical powers to it with so little as a word, like priests do when serving holy communion, and that, by the mere act of believing it to be true, the hairbrush becomes part alien rock when Constantine places it on my head.
Emotion barrels through me that sends my heart beating into overdrive. "Yes, Daddy." My entire body turns into a marshmallow. "I believe you. Please brush my hair with the alien hairbrush."
Constantine brings the hairbrush to my hair and runs it through my locks, taking his time to straighten the tangles. He doesn't rush or hurt me, doesn't cause me pain. When he encounters a rough patch, he kisses my scalp and keeps going.
All I focus on is Constantine's soothing movements, his hands, the way he makes me feel. Nothing makes me happier than being accepted for once, and with every stroke, Constantine proves he cherishes my needs.
I suckle Constantine's nipples, and collapse against his chest.
"Take this, sweetheart." Constantine brings Mr. Green to my dick and rubs him on my cock. "Don't worry about your arousal. It's okay."
I float in the sky as Constantine stimulates me, caring for me like a true Daddy. Nothing, and I mean nothing, can tear me out of my headspace. I regress fully into Little mode, and let Constantine treat me the way I want to be treated.
After he jerks me off, Constantine brings my alien pacifier to my lips and instructs me to suck it. "Open your mouth, cutie. Take this."
My lips part, and I accept the pacifier without hesitation. The nipple is soft on my tongue, and I collapse as I suckle it.
It's the best sensation ever. Constantine fulfills my desires and doesn't judge me. He reads the scrolls of my heart, and makes my fantasies come true without even having to ask.
"Thank you, Daddy." I feel like a baby koala as I snuggle on Constantine's chest. "I feel so safe and protected."
I love that Constantine understands me even with the pacifier in my mouth. It proves we have a true connection.
Constantine runs his hand across my shoulder blade, before kissing my neck. "I'm glad, boy. You've had a hard, rough life, sweet angel. This is the type of care I want to give you this next month. It'll help you recover."
These are the declarations that make me fall head over heels for Constantine.
I sniffle as happy tears spring out of my eyes. "Go on."
Constantine brushes my hair. "You're like the little engine that could, constantly pushing to tug your train up the hill. You haven't had a moment to yourself in a long, long time. I'll pamper you this month and give you what you need. You won't need to worry about anything except relaxing in Daddy's arms."
My cheeks flush bright pink. "You don't care that I regress, Daddy?" I sniffle again. "It's a tremendous responsibility to look after a boy. It's too much work."
Constantine brushes his lips against my neck. "I love nurturing you."
This is too good to be true. Warm tingles simmer across my skin, and I let out a moan as he makes me feel safe and secure. Constantine is the Daddy I've dreamt about my entire life, the man I fantasized about while reading romance novels on my mother's Kindle. He cares about me more than anyone else and respects my Little side, too.
A boy couldn't get luckier. I already know that.
I shift on Constantine's lap. "Your willy, Daddy. I want it in my mouth."
Constantine's cock twitches beneath me, slick with pre-cum. As much as I enjoy sucking my pacifier, I want Constantine's manhood in my cheeks. I also want to taste his sexy piercing. It'll help me feel closer to him.
Constantine runs his hand down my back. "Later."
"No." I shake my head. "I want to suck it, Daddy. Last night was only practice. I can do better now.Please."
Constantine runs his fingers down his cock. "Bring your mouth to my hardness. Open wide."
I open my mouth, and prepare to take his cock. Constantine's hard dick rises like a beacon, and I can't help but picture myself sucking it again.
Constantine lets out a breath. "Okay, boy. I'm popping my cock between your lips now."
I accept Constantine's cock in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his head, spit trickling out of my lips. I inhale deeply, and moan as I suck. I lick his piercing, biting the metal, and giggle as I flit my tongue around it. He threads his fingers through my hair, and forces my mouth further onto his shaft. I inhale the yummy, clean scent that wells up from his balls.
This is what I've fantasized about for so long. It feels so amazing, and I feel like I'm bonding with my Daddy.
