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It seemed like asking to wash me never occurred to him…maybe because he’d already given me a bath earlier? Maybe because I belonged to him? The confidence was cute, and a bit worrisome, but I told myself we’d slowly figure out boundaries we could both live with.
If taking care of me was top on his priority list, letting him get me clean wasn’t the worst way we could’ve satisfied that need…and thinking about his needs prompted me to glance over at him and really think about what he’d said verses what he might’ve meant.
“Do you want to get in the shower with me, Daddy Wright?” His immediate nod didn’t really surprise me but his worries did.
“Although I have adapted to wearing human-style clothing, I am not arranged like a human, my Dane.” He looked down at his body while I tried to figure out what he was warning me about. “I do not want to surprise you.”
Huh?
Not arranged as a human?
Was he talking about his tentacles?
The no visible penis thing?
Did he have a visible penis hiding there somewhere?
Did it matter?
“I know, Daddy Wright.” How could I not? “I like your tentacles. They help you hold me tight…and you can carry me…and you multi-task really well.”
He could pat my head and rub my tummy at the same time without dropping me.
Nope, I pushed that thought to the back of my head so I wouldn’t accidentally talk myself into being little. I needed to get to know Daddy as a grown-up…then I could avoid being a grown-up.
And if I got little it would definitely end up being bedtime.
Daddy ran a small tentacle over my head and made a thinking sound, but he didn’t take off his clothes. “I am glad you do not find my form unpleasant.”
Daddy had clearly tried to date some human who hadn’t been very adaptable.
That sucked but I was glad he hadn’t found another little before me.
“I like your form.” As he reached for the shampoo, I closed my eyes and let him take care of me. “You make lightning and you hold me really good and your tentacles help you take care of me and you can make them really thin and put them interesting places.”
Hmm, maybe I did want to encourage some sexy time.
“They are very practical limbs.” One tentacle lifted a hand and turned it over to examine my fingers. “Yours are aesthetically pleasing, however.”
They were built more practically but we were cuter?
I could accept that.
“I like how practical your limbs are, Daddy Wright, and they’re soft. And they’re on you so that makes them even better.” He must’ve heard the sincerity in my voice, or maybe I just said something right, because as he massaged the shampoo into my hair, I heard him moving around and clothes dropping to the floor.
Yep, multitasking was fabulous.
He hadn’t even needed to stop touching me to take his clothes off.
Tentacles for the win.
“Your safety is paramount to me, my Dane.” Several tentacles wrapped around me as he climbed into the shower. “This provides much more security.”
He said it so seriously he made me laugh.
“You take very good care of me, my Wright.” I didn’t bother opening my eyes as he moved me around, but I nuzzled against a tentacle that slid next to my face. They might’ve startled me if I’d met him after they’d first arrived, but I’d gotten past that. “And this is very cuddly…and intimate.”
Encouraging romance and intimacy seemed to be a good thing while we were in the learning curve portion of our relationship. I didn’t want him to think caring for me was all practical and not emotional in any way.
Humans were funny like that…we needed both to be happy.
“I did not expect you to find this activity intimate in an emotional bonding way.” Daddy’s voice said he was still thinking about whatever bad thing had happened in the past. “I will remember your words on intimacy.”
Maybe if we’d started out differently the tentacles might’ve given me more trouble, but he’d been so funny and cute from the very beginning that they’d never scared me. I hadn’t been lying when I’d said I associated them with cuddles and lightning.
Neither of those things would ever have negative feelings associated with them.
“You’re so good to me, Daddy.” The way his limbs were rippling over me was like the best massage ever and it was making it hard to remember that I wasn’t tired. “I think having a routine is going to be good.”
Especially if I got massages every night.
Daddy stroked over my head and made a soft, pleased sound. “Humans enjoy routines and learn to anticipate them. We will make sure you have enjoyable associations with your routine, my Dane. Then you will want to be obedient for bedtime.”
He wasn’t wrong, but he made me wonder what he thought enjoyable associations were.
