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“You didn't,” I assured him. “The situation made me sad, but I'm glad you shared it with me. You can't hold everything in. I know you're Daddy and take care of me, but everyone needs a little help sometimes. I'm glad I get to be the one to take care of you.” I smiled, realizing those were the exact words he told me on our first date. “I’m always here for you to lean on and to help you in any way I can.”
A little sparkle finally returned to his eyes. “How did I get so lucky when I found you?”
“I'm lucky, too,” I insisted, and decided it was time to show him just how much I meant it, and that I was happy to care for him when he needed it.
I climbed off of his lap and offered him my hand. He raised his eyebrows in question but took hold and assisted me when I pulled him to his feet.
The first thing I wanted to do was get him comfortable and out of his work clothes; especially since they were stained with memories of the day. I undid the buckle of his duty belt and nearly toppled forward when its weight landed in my hands.
“How do you walk around with this on your hips all day?” I asked seriously, though Daddy just chuckled. He probably didn't want to say it was because he was so much bigger and stronger than I was. But I was fine with that; actually,it was just the way I liked it. Daddy always made me feel safe.
I placed the hefty belt on the couch before pulling the tails of his uniform shirt out of his waistband. I gave him a sad smile as I undid the buttons, my fingers hovering near the blood. I wondered why most of his chest was clean until it hit me; his bulletproof vest would have protected a lot of space from the liquid soaking through. He must have taken that off before he arrived at my place; maybe it was too heavy on top of the burden he already carried. I didn't ask questions or mention any more about it; I didn’t want to keep bringing it up. I wanted him to heal and move forward.
I pushed the fabric off of his shoulders, making sure to keep my expression neutral when I saw the blood had seeped onto his bare chest as well. I dropped to my knees and untied his boots before working each of them off of his big feet. His socks came next, and then I lowered his trousers and boxers.
His heavy, soft cock looked delicious as it dangled right at eye level, and it took all of my self control to leave it alone and stand upright. That didn't mean I wouldn't be back for a visit; I just had other things to take care of first.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my T-shirt. Daddy watched me with interest, but not the heated desire he normally would have. I understood; he'd been through a lot and wasn't in a sexy state of mind. That was okay; it wasn't why I took off my jeans and briefs, leaving us both nude.
I took his hand and led him across the small room to the bathroom door. During the short walk, I thought about how much had changed; how I had been so nervous and shy the first time Daddy saw me undressed, to now, when I paraded my naked butt in front of him without a second thought. He'd made me feel confident and beautiful. I doubted myself so much less, and I never doubted his love.
When we entered the bathroom, I started the shower. Before I could test the water’s temperature, Daddy's hand reached in to check. He couldn't fight the habit or turn off his worry, and it was adorable.
Once he gave me a nod of approval, he helped me into the basin and stepped in behind me. There was barely enough room for both of us in the tiny shower, but being close to him was never a problem.
I watched as the stream beat against his chest. The water broke up the blood smudges on his skin, washing them away until it ran clear. Even though they could no longer be seen, I wanted to scrub away their memory.
I lifted a bottle of body wash from the shelf and poured a large puddle into my palm. I had a loofah, but this seemed like a much better idea. I replaced the bottle and rubbed my hands together, working the soap into a thick lather, which I touched to his shoulder.
I gently scrubbed his skin, focusing on the places that had been tainted by sadness. I massaged across his chest and stomach until his entire torso was covered in white foam, and then I pointed the shower head towards him once more. The water sluiced over his tight, tan upper body, leaving behind nothing but a pleasant crisp scent.
