He nearly choked on his coffee when Levi suddenly shouted, “ERNIE!”

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  Chapter 10

  Levi

  “He’s definitely an Ernie.” The name sat well in Levi’s head, and he grinned. “I need to get Daniel, and they can be friends!” He jumped off the sofa and raced to his bedroom, grabbing Daniel from his bed. When he came back, he held them side by side. “Look, Daddy! Daniel and Ernie! They have to be friends because they’re the same colour.”

  “They look thrilled to have a friend, little one. I love the names you gave them.”

  Levi climbed back onto the sofa and snuggled into Daddy’s side. He rested his head on his chest and hugged the toys close. “Thank you, Daddy.”

  “You’re very welcome. Would you like to watch TV?” Daddy’s arm came around his shoulders, and Levi sighed.

  “Maybe another day. I know we have to talk.”

  “We do, but we don’t have to discuss everything at once. Maybe if we get some words out of the way, we’ll have time for some play.”

  “Okay.”

  Daddy pressed a kiss to his head, and Levi exhaled, relaxing into him. “One question I have is about sex.” Levi giggled. “If that’s something you want to include in our relationship, I need to know where you stand on being little and having sex. Some littles enjoy it, some don’t.”

  Levi thought about it. It wasn’t something he’d considered before. Amelia and Helena had helped him when he was feeling decidedly little some days, but obviously, sex hadn’t come into it. When he imagined Daddy and him while Levi was little, his mind didn’t have any objections that he could tell.

  “I think I’d be fine with it. I’ve never experienced it, but it doesn’t make me go ‘ick’ either.”

  Daddy chuckled. “Okay, we can explore that a bit more at some point. We need a safe word because you need to say when you’re uncomfortable even when you’re in littlespace.”

  “Brussels,” Levi said without hesitation. He pulled a face. “Bleurgh.”

  Daddy squeezed him and laughed, and Levi pressed his ear against his chest to hear it. “That was easy.”

  “I hate them, so I won’t ever forget that.”

  “Good choice, little one. Do you have any questions for me?”

  Levi lifted his head. “Will you fuck me?”

  Daddy’s eyes widened, and he licked his lips before answering. “Are you sure?”

  Levi straddled Daddy’s thighs and slid his arms around his neck, Daniel and Ernie forgotten on the sofa. “I want you. I need you. I feel like I’ve been waiting forever for this.”

  “Me, too, little one. Me, too.” Daddy brushed Levi’s hair back from his face. “If you’re certain this is what you want, I’d love to make love to you.”

  Levi’s smile spread across his face until his cheeks ached. “Take me to bed, Daddy.”

  He squealed when Daddy smacked his ass and shoved him to the side, and Levi dissolved into giggles. Daddy stood, wincing, then held out his hand for Levi.

  Levi took his hand but made sure not to put his weight into it. He didn’t want to hurt Daddy’s back. “Does your back hurt, Daddy?”

  “A little, but I’ll be fine.”

  “I have an idea,” Levi said, grinning up at him. “I’ll have to ride you so you don’t hurt yourself.”

  Daddy laughed, throwing his head back and exposing his Adam’s apple, and Levi bit his lip, wanting to suck on it. “Lead the way.”

  Levi grabbed Daddy’s hand and tugged him down the hallway to the furthest bedroom. He had a second of worry about if he’d tidied up, but then he didn’t care because Daddy was in his bedroom. He paused when something occurred to him.

  Arms slid around his waist. “We don’t have to do anything, Levi. There’s no rush.”

  Levi spun within the hold and gripped Daddy’s shirt. “It’s not that. I’ve realised that I’m thinking of you as Daddy, not Marcus. Is that bad?”

  Daddy shook his head. “There is no right or wrong here, little one. We make our own rules and do whatever feels right. It doesn’t matter what other people do or say. We make the decisions here.”

  “Do you think it’s silly?”

  Daddy kissed the end of his nose. “Not at all. You’re my little one. It doesn’t matter what situation we’re in, you’ll always be that. Obviously, if we were in public and we hadn’t agreed to be open about our lifestyle, then I wouldn’t say it aloud, but you’d still be my little one, even when I call you Levi. You can call me whatever you want to.”

  “I like calling you Daddy.”

  “Then Daddy it is. Whether it’s out loud or in your head.”

  Levi rose to his tiptoes and kissed Daddy’s chin. “Take me to bed, Daddy.”

  Daddy lowered his head and fastened their mouths together, the softness of their earlier kiss that day absent. It was hard and heavy, and Levi loved it. Daddy reached down and gripped behind his thighs, lifting Levi from the floor.

  Levi tore his mouth away. “Your back!”

  “I’m fine. I promise.”

  Daddy carried him the short distance to the bed and carefully set him down, covering him immediately with his own body. Levi hummed at the extra weight and unfastened the first button of many on Daddy’s shirt. Daddy pressed their mouths together again, and Levi closed his eyes, losing himself in the feeling of being taken care of by someone other than an occasional friend with benefits. By his Daddy.

  Their lips became tongues and teeth as the kiss deepened, and Levi’s head spun, and not only from oxygen deprivation. He pulled back, focusing on Daddy’s buttons while Daddy kissed and nipped at Levi’s neck as he pulled at the hem of Levi’s T-shirt. Levi ground his hips up, needing more of what Daddy was giving him. Much more.

  “Please, Daddy.”

  “What do you need, little one?”

  Instead of answering, Levi canted his hips, nudging Daddy’s hard-on with his own. Daddy chuckled. “I need words. I don’t want to do anything you don’t want.”

  “I want it all, Daddy! Everything!”

  “Shh. We’ll get there. First, let’s get more comfortable.”

  Daddy pulled away, and Levi pouted until Daddy pulled the shirt from his body, then tugged Levi’s T-shirt up and off. Daddy unbuttoned Levi’s jeans and yanked them off, making Levi slide down the bed with a laugh.

  “Daddy! I nearly fell off!” He scrambled back up the bed until his head hit the pillow.

  “I wouldn’t let that happen,” Daddy said, crawling back up Levi’s body.

  Levi immediately unfastened Daddy’s jeans and pushed them down as far as he could, getting distracted when Daddy’s hard cock rubbed against his own through the fabric of their underwear.

  “You feel so good, little one.” He shoved at his jeans and kicked them off, taking his socks with them, then returned to press against him.

  Levi’s eyes closed, and he bit his lip. His hands grasped Daddy’s back while Daddy’s mouth did wonderful things to his neck and chest. But when Daddy’s cock pressed against him again, he gasped and wrapped his legs around his back.

  “I need you,” he moaned.

  “I know. Soon.”

  Daddy helped him remove his boxers and his own, then asked, “Do you have a condom and lube?”

  Levi pointed to the bedside table, and Daddy reached over. He dropped the condom on the bed and flicked open the lube. “I’m going to get you ready for me, then we’ll swap positions.”

  “Yes, please!”

  Daddy chuckled and rested a slick finger against his pucker. “Relax for me.”

  “It’s been a while, Daddy.”

  “It’s okay. We’ll take it slow.”

  And he did. Torturously slow. Levi was a bundle of tingling nerves by the time Daddy deemed him stretched enough. Daddy lay on his back, and Levi straddled his thighs, brushing their hard cocks together while he stole a kiss. He loved kissing him. The slight scratch of his five o’clock shadow was heaven on his skin.

  When he couldn’t wait any longer, he rose to his knees and held Daddy’s cock against his hole.

  Daddy wrapped his fingers around Levi’s hips. “Take it slow, little one. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “But I need…”

  “I know, sweetheart, but you won’t enjoy it if it hurts too much.”

  Levi bit his lip and nodded. “Okay.” He pushed out and lowered a little, the burn of entry expected and not entirely unwanted. He paused for a few seconds, then lowered some more. Every half an inch he gained gave him a sense of belonging he hadn’t experienced before. This felt bigger than sex. He continued carefully until he was sitting on Daddy’s hips. He locked gazes with him, and everything clicked into place.

  “Do you feel it, Daddy?” he whispered.

  Daddy slid his hands up Levi’s back, pulling him down, and just before they kissed, he said, “I do, little one. We’re a perfect fit.”

  Levi couldn’t help the tear that trickled down his cheek. Just one, but Daddy caught it on his thumb and wiped it away with a smile. Their lips slid together, renewing the heat between them, and Levi circled his hips, then pulled away, pushing against Daddy’s chest to lift himself. With every drag of Daddy’s cock through his channel, his arousal rose. The tingles didn’t take long to stream down his spine and pool in his groin.

  “Oh, Daddy! I’m close.”

  Daddy wrapped his hand around his cock, and Levi’s eyes rolled back as his head dropped back. “Come on, little one. Come for Daddy.”

  Levi had no choice. His orgasm struck fast and furious, and his rhythm stuttered, but Daddy gripped his hips and helped, wringing out every last contraction. Daddy held himself deep inside Levi and came, his growl reverberating through Levi’s bones, and he loved it. Levi dropped onto Daddy’s chest and panted, waiting for his heart to return to normal.

  “Time for a shower, sweetheart.”

  “Do I have to,” he whined, then grimaced when Daddy pulled free.

  “Yes. We still have dinner to eat, and I thought you wanted to play?”

  Levi opened one eye. “Didn’t we already play?”

  Daddy smacked Levi’s ass cheek, and Levi giggled. “Smarty pants. Come on. Up you get.”

  In the shower, Daddy rubbed his soapy hands all over Levi’s body, and his cock rose to the occasion again. Daddy shook his head and chuckled. By the time Levi’s body had come down from that second orgasm, he was bone-tired, but famished, which his stomach happily announced.

  “Let’s get dressed, then I’ll put the food in the oven. You can play while it’s cooking.”

  “Aren’t you tired?” Levi asked, remembering Daddy saying he hadn’t slept the night before.

  “A little, but I’m not ready to sleep yet.” He leaned down and nipped at Levi’s lower lip. “I want to see my boy play.”

  Levi’s cheeks heated, and he ducked his head. Daddy dried Levi and dressed him in some joggers and a T-shirt before dragging on the clothes he’d worn before, then he tugged Levi out of the room and into the living area.

  “I brought a blanket I thought you could use as a play mat.” He pulled the rainbow blanket from the bag and shook it out.

  “Oh, it’s wonderful! Look at all those colours!” Levi stroked it and rubbed it against his cheek while Daddy moved the coffee table, then he held out his hand for it. Levi didn’t want to give it up, but he could cuddle it later.

  Daddy flicked it out and lay it flat on the floor, then put Daniel and Ernie in the middle. Then he added a wooden boat. Levi was instantly on the ground, staring at it. He lowered to his stomach and pulled it towards him.

  “What is it?”

  “It’s Noah’s Ark. Open the door and see what’s inside while I put the food in the oven.”

  He lowered the door and gasped. “Animals!”

  He pulled each one out, losing himself in exploring what he could find.

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  Chapter 11

  Marcus

  Watching Levi from the kitchen, Marcus couldn’t help smiling. Levi dropped into littlespace so easily and didn’t seem to fully come out of it, even during sex. Marcus was happy with whatever Levi wanted, and he was sure they would find something that didn’t work for them at some point, but for the moment, they were beyond compatible.

  He switched on the oven and took the lasagne from the fridge, uncovering it before shoving it in to heat. He set the timer, knowing he could easily get distracted by his boy, then grabbed a beaker and the bottle from his bag. He wasn’t sure which Levi would want, so he’d make both and let him choose which he’d prefer. Pouring some apple juice into each, he secured the lids and filled a glass of water for himself. He carried all three into the living room and settled on the sofa. Letting Levi play for a little while, he was content to watch.

  “Time for a drink, little one.” He held out the beaker and the bottle to see which Levi would choose.

  Levi blinked at him, then focused on Marcus’s hands. It didn’t surprise him that Levi chose the beaker, although he eyed the bottle. Marcus put it on the floor at his feet, so it was still within eyesight of Levi. He could reach for it if he wanted to try.

  Marcus glanced at the animals, which Levi had paired off. “They look like they’re having a party.”

  “They are!” Levi said, pulling the beaker from his mouth. “They’re happy to be out of the boat. It was a bit crowded for them. Now, they’re meeting new friends properly.”

  “Sounds wonderful. Dinner’s nearly ready. Would you like to play more after we’ve eaten, or do you want to tidy up?” He was being careful about making sure Levi knew he had choices at the moment. Until they worked out all the nuances in their rules, he needed to give his boy more leeway.

  Levi cocked his head to the side. “I think I’ll tidy up, but could I…” He fidgeted with the giraffe.

  “Could you what, Levi?” he prompted when he didn’t continue.

  “Are these for me? To keep, I mean,” he whispered.

  Marcus slid off the sofa onto the floor and opened his arms. Levi scrambled up and into his lap, pressing his face into Marcus’s neck. “Yes, little one. These are for you to keep.”

  Levi kissed his skin, then pulled back, a smile stretching across his face. “Could I put them in my room on the shelf? Then they don’t have to get all squished in the boat.”

  “Of course you can.” The oven beeped. “Why don’t you do that while I finish dinner?”

  “Okay, Daddy!” Levi slid off Marcus’s lap and started tidying the animals into the boat. “You have to go inside for a little while. Just while we travel to your new home,” he murmured to the animals.

  Marcus stood, wincing at the twinge in his back. He would have to be careful with how he sat. Maybe it was time for another massage appointment. Pulling the lasagne from the oven, he plated the food and added some chopped salad while Levi disappeared with the boat, Daniel and Ernie. He could hear him puttering around in his room, so when the food was ready, he called, “Time to wash your hands!”

  Levi came bounding into the room. “It smells delicious.” He stood at the sink, and Marcus took over, turning the tap on and holding Levi’s hands under the water while he washed them with soap. After drying them, he dropped a kiss on Levi’s mouth and ushered him to a chair.

  During the meal, they relaxed into the conversation, talking like they had done on the train the previous day. Had it only been a day since he’d met Levi?

  “I can’t believe it either,” Levi said, and Marcus realised he’d said it aloud. “It feels like I’ve known you forever.”

  “I agree.”

  They spent the rest of the evening watching movies and talking about anything and everything, including what they liked and disliked about the Daddy and boy relationships. They made a few rules, mainly making sure Levi had a certain time he needed to be in bed, setting alarms on his phone so he remembered to eat, and a list of punishments should Levi forget to do something or do something he shouldn’t. Marcus would visit Levi after work every day, and although Levi asked him to stay the night, Marcus declined.

  “I want you to have some space to deal with everything that’s happening by yourself. I can help you get into bed, if you’d like me to, then I’ll go home, and you can call me in the morning when you wake up. It will allow your brain the chance to catch up on this whirlwind we’re on.” Marcus smiled and brushed his finger over Levi’s soft skin. “Is that okay?”

  Levi nodded. “I understand. I just love what we’ve had today. I hope we can continue.”

  “I don’t see why not. We’re definitely compatible, but we need to go slow. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

  “You won’t hurt me, Daddy.”

  “I’ll do my best not to, little one.”

  When it came close to ten o’clock that evening, Marcus helped Levi to get ready for bed. He sat on the edge of the bed once he’d tucked Levi beneath the covers with Daniel and Ernie and brushed his fingers through Levi’s hair.

  “Get some sleep, little one. I’ll speak to you tomorrow.”

  “Night, Daddy.”

  Marcus leaned down and brushed a kiss across his forehead before leaving. He grabbed his belongings, leaving the beaker and the bottle in the cupboard where Levi kept his little things. He folded up the blanket and placed it on the back of the sofa. Once he was satisfied it was all tidied away, he turned off the lights and left, leaving behind a part of his heart.

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  Three weeks later

  “Are you okay?” Levi asked, pausing on the path so Marcus could catch up.

  He was, even though his back was twinging a bit. The massage he’d had the previous week had helped, but he thought it was Levi’s ministrations that were benefitting him, too. Levi insisted on massaging his lower back every evening before Marcus left, and it seemed to help. When he woke now, he wasn’t always locked into position for several minutes with a spasm. He was able to climb out of bed easily.