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As his voice trailed off, we both realized the unsaid part was that he wasn’t worried about rushing to figure that out.
“Then do we want to see if we can go check out that unit?” I looked over at Cohen. “We should probably look at his other options, though, just in case there’s something more practical. The units in my building aren’t that big.”
Cohen looked like he understood. “Good idea. He’s probably going to need to put stuff in storage if it’s too small. But your location is great and I know he’d love to be able to tuck you in at night. We just want to make sure you don’t get smothered. Got it?”
We?
He was so cute.
“Got it.” Would it really be that smothering to be tucked into bed every night? “That won’t be too much for you, right?”
Every night might be a lot for Cohen to handle.
He shook his head, giving off a genuinely unfazed feel. “Let’s say that if he’s going to tuck you in every night, it’s a short visit and either little time or a quick orgasm, not full sexy time.”
Oh.
I hadn’t thought about that part.
Thank fuck the shop wasn’t busy.
“Okay.” I was letting my brain play catch up as Daddy giggled, and it took Cohen a second to realize why I was…startled.
Wincing, he looked like he’d just realized it might have been too honest. “I’m sorry. Was that too much?”
Probably.
“No.” But I wasn’t going to admit that. “It’s things we need to talk about.”
Right?
Cohen’s nod and relieved expression said he certainly thought so. “I’d also like to work in a few nights a week or maybe a few nights every ten days where I get to come as well? Not necessarily the scenes or orgasm nights but just to come and hang out when you’re little or tuck you in?”
Really?
I wasn’t thinking of telling him no, but my brain completely short-circuited.
After a moment of gaping like a fish, Daddy came to my rescue. “He’d like that. Let’s start with a few times a week and go from there? What do you think about Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday night, unless we’re over at your house on Saturdays? That seems like it might be a good idea and you have a guest room we can use as a playroom if little Ian wants his own space instead of staying in bed with us?”
Oh, I could stay in bed with them?
How was that easier for Daddy to figure out than asking me if it was okay if he rented in my building?
“That would work great.” Cohen didn’t seem to think it was an issue either. “We’ll need to get some toys and a few things like that. Oh, does he use diapers? He’s a young little, but I wasn’t sure.”
And every ounce of sanity that I’d managed to gather up went right out the window again.
Daddy seemed to realize this was still a question for him because he didn’t even try to make me answer. “He’s got some in the closet, but so far he hasn’t brought them out. I think he’s easing us both into that level of intimacy, honestly.”
And they both turned to me.
Fuck it all.
Okay. I could do it.
I could respond.
Maybe.
I nodded.
Well, it wasn’t words but it got the point across because they both nodded back like it’d made perfect sense.
“Now that we’ve gotten more out into the open and all the tests are back, I think it’s reasonable for you to initiate that if you’re comfortable with it.” Cohen’s comment about the testing made me blush, but I was just glad they didn’t seem to need my input in any of this.
“What’s your comfort level with it?” Daddy was thankfully aiming that at Cohen, not me.
He simply shrugged like we were talking about which chores everyone wanted to pitch in with. “I don’t have strong feelings about it either way, but the intimacy is incredible and his little side is so young that I think it would be in keeping with what he needs.”
My gaze kept darting back and forth between them, trying to catch any stray flashes of emotions on their face, but they were so relaxed it was kind of scary. The diapers freaked a lot of people out, so I’d honestly thought it would go on the back burner for a while before we approached it.
“He doesn’t seem to need it. His little side is wonderfully demanding and I think little Ian would’ve already pushed for it if it was a have to thing for him.” Daddy shrugged like it was all perfectly reasonable. “But yeah, I think he’d like it.”
And they both turned back to me again.
Swallowing was hard because I’d somehow lost all the moisture in my mouth, but I managed to find enough to get one word out. “Green.”
