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Chapter 8
Cory
Steam swirls around me as I lean back in the tub. Duckies float by my side, brushing against my ribs and fingers. I lift my right leg to stabilize myself—it doesn’t work.
Splash.
With a surprised shout, I crash backward, my head slipping under the water.
Two firm hands tug me up. "Uh oh, boy. My tub’s too big for you."
Opening my eyes yet again, I glance at my surroundings. A giggle nearly escapes me—I forgot how enormous Leaf’s tub was.
I’m tempted to think it was custom designed for Littles to help them feel small. It’s filled with at least three feet of water, rising to my chin. Bubbles spread around me, floating on the warm surface.
I rest my soapy elbow on the rim. "This makes me feel so small."
Littles like oversized things. That’s something I learned when I first came onto the scene—the sight of the giant spoons some of the Littles enjoy at the club crack me up.
I mean, come on—how can you use a spoon that’s bigger than your head? It didn’t take long to learn that the spoons weren’t for using. Well, they sort of were, and sort of weren’t. Mainly, they were to hold so you feel tiny.
Same with the jumbo markers some of the boys toyed with. They were at least a foot long, sometimes made of nothing more than hollow plastic. Little bonked each other’s heads with them, which was always an amusing sight.
I presume Leaf’s tub fulfills the same function. However, I can’t be certain—it’s best to ask.
"Is this a special Little tub, Daddy?"
Leaf shakes his head. "No. I can see why you’d think that—it’s huge. Unfortunately, not everything revolves around Littles, precious boy."
I narrow my eyes. "Well, I never."
Leaf crooks a smile. "It’s where I come to soak after a long day. The tub that was here before didn’t do it for me—I fit, but I was cramped. In this one, I feel like a king."
I eye the extra-large champagne bucket on the left side; the enormous shampoo dispenser; and the loofah that’s a foot in diameter.
I crook a brow. "I think you have Little tendencies."
This time, Leaf can’t help but laugh. "Maybe you’re right. I’ve been a Daddy long enough to know that boys enjoy oversized play items—maybe at some point, their enthusiasm for giant tubs, loofahs, and shampoo dispensers rubbed off on me."
"Do you come in here to destress?"
He nods. "When life is tough, nothing calms me more than a soak in the suds. I’ve tried to relax in other ways—drinking wine while watching movies—but I always gravitate toward my big tub."
I rest my sopping wet chin on his hairy forearm. "There’s no shame in that. I wasn’t judging you—I hope you know that. I was merely curious."
"I understand, boy." Leaf tousles my wet hair.
I preen under his touch. "I wouldn’t blame you if you stripped and joined me. This tub is big enough for both of us—bigger."
Leaf trails his palm across my cheek. "Next time, boy. Right now, Daddy must focus on scrubbing every inch of your body—and also, Daddy doesn’t want to do anything he’ll regret after he gets naked."
I waggle my eyebrows. "I'd love to know what that means."
Leaf rolls his eyes. "You’re smoking hot—there’s no denying that. Daddy may have blue balls from when you played with his dick this morning. There’s nothing wrong with that—it’s only mild discomfort. All men experience it once in a while. Still, if Daddy were to get naked again and let you see his bits, he might get other ideas. Ones he wouldn’t’be able to ignore."
I love that Leaf feels comfortable discussing his urges with me. As he told me this morning, he wants to go at my pace—but he’s still a man.
A man with needs. You’d have to be a superhero to resist a charmer like me.
