Page 15 of Daddy’s Thirsty Little Doll (The Lactin Brotherhood #24)

MICHAEL

My baby doll. He was the only thing I could think about.

In the short five days Emery had been staying with me, he had become my entire world.

He consumed my every waking thought and had become my new purpose for breathing.

Taking care of him was absolute perfection.

The other night, when he slipped into subspace, it was euphoric.

My boy had completely surrendered to my care beautifully.

Knowing that he trusted me enough to slip into that headspace made me feel like a king.

But ever since that night, he'd been… off.

I wasn't sure what it was, but I could tell he was all in his head about something.

He still nursed and asked for Little time, but he wasn't as bright and joyful. It was as if a dark cloud had settled above him and dimmed his brightness. I had tried to get him to talk about it, but he just assured me he was fine. My boy was definitely not fine. I wasn’t sure where it went wrong or what happened, but something had my baby worried, and I was going to try my damnedest to fix it.

“Hey, are you listening?”

The question pulled me from my thoughts, making me realize I'd gotten lost in thought. I stared at Darren where he sat across from me at the deli, my cheeks heating with embarrassment. I usually wasn't so easily distracted. “I’m sorry… What were you saying?”

Darren’s usual goofiness was nowhere to be seen. His eyes were soft but filled with concern. “It’s okay, I can tell something’s got you down. Wanna talk about it?”

My heart warmed at my best friend's concern. “It’s Emery. Everything had been going so well, but the past few nights, even though he’s with me in my arms, it feels like his mind is somewhere else. I’ve tried to get him to talk about it, but he keeps telling me everything is okay."

“You’re a caring person, and Daddy, Michael.

You care for and love your boy with every fiber of your being.

All of this is new to Emery, and I'm sure a bit overwhelming at times.

What he needs is a safe space to be himself and have support, and you're already giving that to him.

But you know it can take the brain a while to catch up, so just keep showing him that you're there to support and care for him, and he'll confide in you when he's ready.

And if he doesn't, you'll be there to put him together when he breaks.”

Tears stung the back of my eyes at his words.

Darren was usually very carefree and dramatic.

Moments like this were rare, and it made his words even more meaningful.

I sighed in defeat. He was right. This wasn't something I could push.

Emery needed to come to me on his own. That didn't mean I couldn't spoil my boy and make sure he knew I would do anything for him, no matter what.

“Thank you, Darren. I know you’re right, but I just want to take all of his worries away.”

“You’re a good Daddy, Michael, just be patient. Are you going to be okay?”

I’d been useless and distracted all day.

I wasn't going to push Emery, but if there was something I could do to make his day better, I would do it.

I looked at my phone and saw that I had just enough time to go back to work, grab everything I needed, and head out in time to grab food and meet Emery for lunch.

“I haven't been able to focus on work. I was thinking about leaving earlier to surprise my boy with lunch.”

He smiled and shook his head. “You’ve got it bad, my friend. Now go see your boy.”

“You don't have to tell me twice.”

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An hour later, I was sitting in my car outside Emery’s suite with his favorite fast food. I didn't want to risk interrupting an appointment, so I pulled out my phone and sent him a text.

Hey baby doll. Have you had lunch yet?

Thankfully, I didn't have to wait very long for a reply

Hi, Daddy!

I’m about to leave for lunch. Why?

Not wanting to ruin the surprise, I grabbed his food and headed inside. Once I arrived at his suite, I knocked on the door and waited. Emery opened the door a few seconds later, seeming a bit frazzled. “Sorry, I’m closed— Daddy! You're here. Is everything okay?”

He let me inside, and once the door was closed behind us, I set his food down and scooped him into my arms and felt all my worries from earlier slip away. Something was definitely bothering my boy, but I knew as long as he’d let me hold him that everything would be okay.

“It is now. I missed you, baby doll. I’ve been very distracted today and wasn't getting any work done, so I decided to come see you. I brought chicken nuggets and fries from your favorite place.”

“Thank you, Daddy.” Emery smiled, but I could tell it was strained.

I fought the urge to pry and kissed his forehead and then his cute little nose. “Of course, precious. How long is your lunch today?”

“I had a cancellation, so I have an hour.”

“That's perfect, that means I have a whole hour to love on and spoil my boy.” Tightening my grip on his ass, I moved him so he was resting on my hip.

My sweet little doll immediately melted against me and buried his face in my chest and took a deep breath, taking in the scent of my milk. “Mmm, missed you wots, Dada.”

My heart nearly exploded. It amazed me how easily Emery could slip into Little space. I made a mental note to set aside enough time to help him get back into his big headspace before his next client arrived.

With Emery still on my hip, I locked the door to his suite and grabbed his food before sitting us down on the loveseat. “Here, baby doll, let's get some food in you. If you’re a good boy and eat all your food, you can have some milkies before I have to leave.”

He squealed with delight and opened his mouth so I could feed him. It filled me with pride that after only a week, my boy instinctively knew I was going to feed him. If things ended up how I hoped they would, my boy wouldn't have to worry about feeding himself ever again, except when we were apart.

After a few quick bites, I could tell my doll was chewing faster than he should. “Whoa, baby doll. Chew more slowly, please. We have plenty of time. I promise you'll get your milkies, but you can’t nurse if you end up choking and getting hurt.”

Emery pouted as his face blushed in embarrassment, but I was quick to assure him. “Shh, it's okay. Daddy is also excited. I love nursing my baby, but I don't want you getting hurt.”

“Otay, Dada, I chew sower.”

I couldn't help myself and leaned forward to kiss his nose and ruffled his hair. “Good boy.” Emery took his time chewing, and we were left with plenty of time for him to nurse.

“Good job eating all your food, baby doll.” He looked so adorable, I couldn't resist teasing him. “You ate so much there's no way you have any room for milkies.”

Emery’s eyes widen with panic. “B-but, Dada, you said I could hab milkies.”

My heart nearly shattered at how sad my boy looked. I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and guided him to my chest. “I’m sorry, precious baby, Daddy was just teasing you. Here you go, baby doll, drink up.”

Emery wasted no time wrapping his soft lips around me, making me moan with relief. I loved every aspect of taking care of Emery, but this was my favorite. Every time his lips wrapped around me and he drank my milk, it was as if our connection grew and we each became more a part of the other.

Emery was adorable when he nursed. His eyes were closed and his cheeks flushed. The little sounds he made as he suckled and slurped were so adorable that it was almost unbearable.

When I guided him over to switch sides, I knew it was time to start easing him back into his big headspace.

Looking down at him as he suckled, I brushed the hair from his face and cooed softly.

“Hey, precious baby. I’m sorry, but I need you to start thinking about being big again.

When you get home, I promise you can be the Littlest baby doll ever. ”

Emery opened his eyes as he continued to suckle. “There’s my good boy.”

Once my pecs were empty, Emery unlatched with wet pop, and my mouth instantly found his.

I tasted myself on his tongue, and it drove me wild.

As our tongues tangled, I licked the taste of my milk from his mouth.

My inner Daddy preened at the proof I had fed my boy and provided sustenance from my own body.

I loved hand-feeding my boy, ensuring he got the nutrition he needed to fuel his body for the day.

But knowing part of me was inside him and providing for him gave me a deep satisfaction.

When we pulled apart, our chests heaved as we gasped for air. “I wish I could stay and kiss you forever, but you’ll be home soon. And then we can cuddle and kiss you all you want.”

Emery’s smile was full of pure bliss. “Thank you for lunch, Daddy. I lo— I can’t wait to be home. I’ll miss you.”

My heart nearly burst out of my chest as I kissed him one last time before I left. “I’ll miss you too, baby doll, but soon you’ll be home and in my arms.” I hoped he knew how true that was. I hoped my house as well as my arms would always be his home.