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"Do you want Daddy to take care of this now or later?

" He wraps a hand around my dick loosely, not stroking or squeezing, just holding lightly.

I don't know my answer to that. I want to play, but I also know it wouldn't take much for me to come.

Daddy lets go and smiles at me. "I changed my mind; we're going to play first. Let's get you dressed. "

I can't complain, even if it's right on the tip of my tongue to call him a tease or a meanie, because I didn't give him an answer.

"Daddy?" I say the word when I have a thought pop into my head.

He helps me into my pajamas before answering.

It's another shirt and shorts, but this one is white with a smiley whale on the chest and then smaller whales on the shorts.

I brought this outfit and another, a romper with a rainbow of colors.

The training pants are a blue pattern to match the whale tonight. "Can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course you can, baby." He turns to grab the training pants.

My cock is fully hard and I know it'll remain like that for a couple of minutes.

Until we start playing and it's not what I'm thinking about.

I was warned that the medication I'm taking can have side effects on my sexual drive, but I haven't really felt any different yet.

It could take a while to take effect, I don't know.

"I don't want to go back to the doctor and change my medicine," I admit. "Talking about what I have and everything bad that can happen scares me."

Daddy stops his movements, leaving me in a shirt and underwear only.

His hands rub up and down my arms before he pulls me into a tight hug.

I can feel his breath on my ear when he speaks softly.

"I know the doctor can be scary and this is all a lot to take in, but you are doing so great, baby. What is it that scares you?"

"What if they change my medicine and I get really sick again?"

"I'll be right there with you," Daddy says with a smile. He kisses my forehead, then my nose, cheek, and then lips. It makes me giggle a bit. "I won't be at your appointment, but I'll be here. We'll keep an eye on any new symptoms or changes and how you're feeling."

"Promise?" I look into his eyes and try to find something that might say he's just placating me and my fears.

There's nothing but genuine concern and I trust him.

I rest my head against his shoulder, nose pressed against the curve of his neck.

I take a deep breath and fill my senses with nothing but him.

"Are you ready to play for a while before bed?

" I nod, not bothering to lift my head. He doesn't move for another moment, but then finally goes for my shorts to help me into them.

He moves slowly, careful to make sure my pajamas are situated just right.

Then I get to watch him change clothes too.

He was in a shirt and shorts, but now he's changing into my favorite outfit of his, sweatpants.

"Umm…" I hum the word and giggle when Daddy looks over his shoulder. "You forgot to put your underwear on, silly."

Daddy gives me a wink and walks closer to me. "Or maybe I didn't put them on for a reason?"

My body reacts to that thought. We haven't done much together, just a few touches and Saturday morning when he made me come.

I realize that he's been the one to initiate everything and I haven't done more than see him naked a few times.

He's dropped hints, I know, and I feel embarrassed that I haven't picked up on them until this moment.

I put on my brave face, ignoring the growing pressure in my underwear.

I might be sinking into my Little space, but I know consent is key for both of us.

"I'm okay with some grown up touches tonight," I say. "For both of us. I just realized all the hints you've tossed my way that I haven't picked up on."

Daddy laughs at that. He takes my hands in his and places my palms on his chest. His fingers around my wrists guide my hands lower, over his stomach and to the start of his pants.

"I wasn't going to complain, because I also love that you're getting all this Little time in and it helps you relax.

Daddy would like to get you naked later, though. "

"Yes, please." One of my hands is now cupping his obvious bulge and I stroke him through the sweats. I'm not sure if what I'm doing is right, but his eyes flutter closed and I can hear the breath he lets out.

"Okay, baby. Let's go play for a bit first before I decide neither of us leave this bedroom.

" Daddy steps away from my touch but I don't take my eyes off his pants.

He's hard and I kind of don't want it to go away while we're playing.

I like looking at him like this. Maybe I can tease him like he did me earlier.

I'm definitely hard too, but my layers are hiding it much better.

We head into the living room and I wait for him to move the coffee table out of the way so we have the whole rug to play on.

Fluff watches from his perch on the center cushion of the couch.

I've brought almost everything for my Little side here in the last few visits.

We set out all of my toys and decide what we're going to play.

I'm laying on my belly as I reach for the horse and the princess. "I want the princess to rescue the prince tonight. But the prince is guarded by so many men and the princess will have to trick them all to get through."

Daddy plays right along. He sets up the three other figures, which happen to be the Hulk, a regular doll, and the soldier from the first time we played, in a line in front of the prince. The prince tonight is played by my Spider-Man doll. It makes me laugh because he could protect himself.

"Oh, excuse me, gentlemen." I put on a higher pitched voice as I move my princess closer. "I'm just trying to get past to see the prince."

Daddy picks up the Hulk doll and lowers his voice really deep. It's funny. "I can't let you through. We are protecting the prince. No one is allowed to see him."

"But I…" I try to think of something that could get me through. "I need to give him his horse back!"

"He already has his horse with him," the soldier is held up this time. I huff in frustration and look up at Daddy when he laughs. "Sorry, baby. You'll have to try harder than that to get through."

I think about just a few minutes ago. Maybe I can distract Daddy in other ways?

I keep my upper body to the floor but shift my legs so I'm on my knees and my butt is in the air.

I'm still facing him, but I wiggle my hips side to side and tap my finger to my chin like I'm thinking.

Definitely not smiling when I see Daddy's eyes trail away from my face and our game.

"I have to confer with my princess," I say.

I turn around and start whispering nonsense.

All while still rocking my hips side to side.

I know my plan is working when I hear Daddy groan.

I spread my legs further, lifting myself onto my elbows.

I glance over my shoulder and see Daddy's focus solely on me and not the toys.

I move quickly and knock all of his protectors out of the way. I'm just about to grab the prince when Daddy realizes what I did and snatches him away.

"Oh, that was sneaky, baby." He holds the prince to his chest, out of my reach. I'm laughing, but I lunge for the doll anyway. Daddy holds it further away and I end up colliding against his chest. "You're not winning," he says as he wraps one arm around me to hold me still.

The game turns into a little scrabble. Daddy somehow keeps the toy just out of reach. I've already dropped my princess toy somewhere behind me. "Give me the toy, Daddy!"

"Never!" He squirms and turns himself around so he's now on his belly and I'm laying on his back.

I do the only thing I can think of and dig my fingers into his armpit to tickle him.

His body jerks and he lets out a funny sound before he's asking me to stop.

I do, because the toy is now within reach and I snatch it up quickly.

"I win! I win!" I scramble off Daddy's back and stand up. I bend down and snatch the princess up, holding them in front of me and start making kissy noises. "The princess saved him!"

"You cheated," Daddy says, but it's all fun and he's smiling so I don't think he really means that.

He's sitting with his knees up and his arms resting on them.

He looks up at me and something about me standing while he's sitting down has me abandoning the toys and sitting down in front of him. "Did you want to play again?"

"Can we play something else?"

He moves his legs to sit crisscross and I take advantage of the moment to crawl into his lap. Our faces are only inches away from each other and out of a habit that I love about him, he kisses the side of my face. "What would you like to play, baby?"

"Umm, I don't know." I shrug my shoulders and smile when Daddy lets out a quiet laugh.

"You want to play something else, but you don't know what?"

"Exactly." A bright idea forms in my head. "It's Daddy's turn to choose."

"Oh it is?" He purses his lips, tilting his head slightly. "Do you want to play Doctor?"

"Doctor?" I feel the angry butterflies starting in my belly. I think Daddy senses that that makes me nervous. He wraps his arms around me and hugs me to his chest.

"It's just pretend doctor, baby. You can even be the doctor if you want. Daddy will be your patient."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You can even use one of my old stethoscopes if you want."

"That's the thing to help you hear the heartbeat, right?" I ask. I like the idea of being the doctor.

Daddy smiles. "It is. Good job for knowing that, baby. It also helps to hear someone’s lungs when they breathe in really big breaths. Do you want to get up and I can go grab it for you?"

"Okay." I stand up and move to the couch while Daddy gets up as well.

"If this ends up being something you don't like, you need to tell me okay? This is meant to be fun."

"I will. I promise."