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“Perfect, Daddy,” they breathed, and at the sound of that honorific his eyes glowed and for a moment they thought he might cry. “Daddy? Are you okay?”
“Oh my darling,” he said, gently cupping their face with his hands, “I just can’t quite believe how lucky I am to get to help you to a quiet space. Can I…?” His hand hovered above their thigh. “Please, Little one, can I make you feel good?”
“Yes please, Daddy,” they said, and his fingers danced across their skin, drawing patterns of desire up their inner thighs until they hit underwear.
“Don’t stop,” Mossie whispered, “I need to feel your fingers against my clit Daddy, please.”
Daniel obliged, slipping his fingers beneath the elastic, and then delving through their curls until he found their clit.
When his fingers touched it, Mossie thought they might shatter. Everything felt somuchwhen they were tied up, as if taking away their ability to move intensified everything else they felt. Overwhelming in the good way that overwhelming pleasure could be. They mewled then, a tiny sound that had Daniel leaning forward to steal the sounds from their mouth with his own.
And as he kissed them, Mossie came, shuddering and gasping beneath him.
He didn’t stop though, he kept going, stroking their clit over and over, coaxing another orgasm from them so that they came so hard that they almost cried.
When he whispered, “You did so good, darling Little one; I’m so proud of you,” they did cry then. Sobs that wracked a body that could barely move, and he held them in his arms, kissing the tears from their cheeks.
“Red,” they whispered, and when he reached out for the shears, added, “Not cut, just off me so I can hold onto you, Daddy.”
“I can do that,” he said, and he acted so swiftly that the rope fell from their body quicker than they thought was possible.
They buried themself against him, when they were free, and he pulled them tight against him, arms sheltering them from the outside world. “I got you Little one. I got you.”
“Thank you, Daddy,” Mossie said, and then before he could protest, “You’ve looked after me so well. I would like to call you Daddy, please.”
Daniel leaned in and kissed them. “I would be honoured, Little one.”
When they stopped clinging quite so hard, Daniel went and got Mossie some water, and pulled up the covers so they were all nestled up in the warm, but when he paused by the pile of his clothes, Mossie made a little noise of protest.
“No?” he asked.
“No,” they said decisively. “Please stay, Daddy. I don’t need Giraffe if I have you.”
He kissed Mossie depply, and ruffled their hair. “But you get to have us both, doesn’t that sound nice?”
“Yes,” they murmured, curling up in his arms as he got under the covers with them. “It sounds perfect, Daddy.”
Daniel kissed their forehead tenderly. “My perfect Little one.”
The End
