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Daddy brings our clothes into the rest area bathroom and we get changed quickly. He cleans me off with wet paper towels and then dresses me in a pair of training pants and sweats with a long sleeve shirt. He promises me that I can change again once we're in the hotel room.

The rest of the trip is simple and quick. We go through a drive thru for dinner and get to the hotel just after nine. Daddy checks us in while I wait with our bags. The hotel is huge. It's set right on the river and takes up almost the entire street. The lobby has a bar top at one end, tables and chairs across half the floor. There's an alcove against the far wall with a sofa and two arm chairs. There's a decorated coffee table positioned in front of them. The check in desk is grand. It looks like it's set on a platform, almost shoulder level with my Daddy.

There's a set of stairs leading to the next level. It resembles a grand staircase like in movies with mansions and such. A set of double doors next to it are closed, but I can see from the sign it's the entrance to the breakfast area. Another hallway has a sign leading to the elevators.

"Okay, baby, you ready?" He takes both of the bags and hands me the key cards. I look at the room number.

"We're on the twentieth floor?" I ask, mostly out of shock. We join the queue for the elevator. "How many floors are there?"

"Twenty-two," Daddy says with a smile.

We're going to be so high up. Daddy ushers me into the elevator that bypasses the lower level floors. There's one other guy in the space with us so I behave. Even if I want to kiss Daddy and show him how excited I am to tell him that I've never been in a hotel this nice.

The hallways this high up are fancy. I'm not sure if every floor is like this, but I like to pretend that it's a special carpet for us. Daddy directs me to our room and I slide the card into the slot. I get a burst of giddiness when the light turns green and open the door.

"Daddy." I say the word in disbelief, doing a full spin trying to take everything in. "This is so huge!"

"Go ahead and take a tour," he says. "I'm going to get all your toys and things situated."

"Thank you, Daddy!" I start to run farther into the room, but then turn back really quick and give him the kiss I wanted to in the elevator. "You're the best."

"Go have fun," Daddy says. I turn back around and start my look around. The bathroom is first. It's ginormous. There's a huge tub that can fit me and Daddy in it, with jets on the sides. There's also a shower with a whole bench on one side. Daddy's shower is bigger, but it's still nice. There are two sinks and a towel warmer. The little hallway ends with the kitchen. It's somewhere between a kitchenette and a full size. The counter space is small but there's a fridge and freezer combo and a coffee pot and toaster.

The living room area is spacious with a sofa and armchair. There's a TV mounted to the wall and a lamp in each corner. The outside wall has floor-to-ceiling windows that include a glass sliding door to walk out to the balcony. It spans the entire width of the living room and has chairs and a small table.

The bedroom is in its own room. The bed is a king size with the comfiest pillows. I roll from one end to the other, Daddy laughing as he throws my turtle at me. I catch it and smile.

"I like this side of the bed," I say. It's closer to the balcony and I don't know why I like it better. I just do.

I stand back up and move to the sliding glass door that leads to the balcony. We have a second door in our bedroom, too. I hear Daddy turn on the TV behind me. It's just as big as the one Daddy has in his house.

"Woah." The view from the balcony is beautiful. It's an enclosed balcony, being this high up. I stand next to the cement wall and look out. It only comes up to my belly so I can see just fine. The river is rushing by and there are boats of different sizes on the water. Barges and sailboats alike float on by. I wave at them, giggling to myself even though I know they can't see me.

"Hi boats!" A bird catches my eye and I wave at it too. "Hi birdie."

"Are you going to say hi to everything out there?" I hear Daddy ask behind me. I turn around and take the three steps to stand in front of him. He smiles and leans forward to kiss me. "I have your stuff ready if you want to change clothes."

"Yes, please. This is so fun, Daddy!"

I let him lead me to the bed and he strips my clothes off. When I'm standing in front of him naked, he takes a step back and looks at me. I can feel my dick twitch with interest as he continues to look me up and down. "Daddy?"

"Hmm?" His eyes don't leave my body.

"Are you thinking naughty things?" I giggle at the words and wrap my hand around my dick. "Like we did on the way here."

"You were very, very naughty on the way here," Daddy says with a glint in his eyes. "But Daddy loved it. Daddy loved that you were a good boy, too, but I wanted to be the one to get you off."

"You can now?" I suggest. I remove my hand and my cock bobs, pointing directly at my Daddy like it also agrees with going again so soon.

Daddy steps closer to me. I think he's going to kiss me, but instead he moves me to lay on the bed. I scoot up the bed a little bit and Daddy looms over me with a devilish grin. He kisses down my body, his clothes rubbing against my bare skin.

"Do you want Daddy to make you come again, honey?" Daddy's eyes flick up to mine as he kisses across my belly. My skin breaks out in goosebumps with the way his beard brushes against me. I know that he felt my body tense just then. "One of my favorite things about you, Orion, is that your body is so reactive to me."

He kisses the tip of my cock and then down to my balls. I grip the blanket on either side of me. "Daddy, that feels so good."

"It does?" I nod my head quickly, at a loss for further words.

His beard scratches against my inner thigh. I close my eyes and wait for more, but nothing happens. I peek one eye open and see that Daddy is standing up now. I watch him rifle through the bag and find the lube and a condom.

He pushes his pants and underwear down and his cock is semi-hard. Thoughts of having Daddy in my mouth just an hour ago flash through my mind. The decision to do that was spontaneous and I'm glad that he went along with it.

"Garrett?" I ask. He turns quickly, probably confused why I'm using his actual name instead of calling him Daddy. What I'm about to ask is full name worthy, though.

"Yeah?"

"I know we talked about it briefly when we first got together, about doing this without a condom." I swallow, not sure what his answer is going to be. "Is that something we can still talk about?"

"Do you want that?” Daddy moves back, supplies in hand, to stand in front of me.

"It's something I'd like to talk about," I say. I look up at him from my position sitting on the bed. I'm eye level with his hips and I try not to look at his cock.

"Have you been tested yet?" Garrett asks.

I shake my head. I know we talked about it weeks ago, but I haven't had the money to pay for the testing and with everything else going on, I forgot. I don’t mind the condoms, but I’d like there to be an option. If he is okay with it.

"I can, though. I just have to find a place to have it done."

Garrett cups my cheek with one of his hands. He bends down and kisses me softly. "We'll both get tested and then we can discuss it, okay?"

"Okay."

“For tonight,” he says with a different tone. He turns back to the suitcase once more, this time going into the one with all my Little supplies. “I brought something else that we can try.”

My eyes light up when I see what he pulls out. I nod quickly when he holds it up, asking if I want to use it.

I watch Daddy use a wipe to clean the pacifier part and open my mouth obediently for him. It takes a few seconds for him to buckle it at the back of my head and I immediately start sucking on the nipple. It feels amazing and I would smile if I could.

“Is that comfortable?” Daddy asks. I nod and give him two thumbs up. He runs his fingers over the belt portion, pressing the nipple further into my mouth. “You look so good wearing that, baby.”

I lift my arms to wrap around his neck. He falls forward, squishing me into the bed. He smiles when I let out a small grunt. I can’t do much more than that. I’m giving him complete control over my body, letting him take his time prepping me. The gag is absolutely perfect. I alternate sucking on it and letting my tongue swirl around it.

It's only a matter of minutes before Daddy is pressing his cock to my hole. I arch my back, keeping my eyes locked on Daddy's. I know that my expressions are written clearly on my face, that Daddy can read them like a book. He adjusts his angle and speed depending on my nonverbal clues. I don't have to tell him a thing. The sounds of skin slapping joins the noises I’m letting out, the low curses he’s muttering. I can feel the bed shaking as he thrusts his hips over and over, fucking into me at differing speeds. He’s already learned my body, knows what will keep me on the edge for what feels like an eternity. He knocks my hand away each time I go to stroke myself.

“Come handsfree, baby,” he whispers in my ear. “You can do it. You’re my good boy, right?”

His words are breathy and hot against my skin.

I'm coming again before I know it. Daddy doesn’t slow down though. I'm already sensitive, but I revel in the feeling that Daddy is using me to get himself off. I'm about to call a yellow light from the sensitivity when he pulls out of me completely and discards the condom to the floor. He takes himself in his hand and I lay there as his cum hits against my chest and stomach, mixing with mine that's already there. Daddy leans over me, holding himself up with one arm.

"You are amazing, Orion. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Daddy." I try to say the words, but I’m almost positive none of it was coherent. The gag is removed and Daddy uses the edge of the blanket to wipe my chin. I repeat my words. “Can we have playtime now?”

"Yes, baby. Let's get you a shower and then we can play for as long as you want." He helps me stand up, holding on to me when my legs wobble. We both laugh at that and head to the bathroom.

With both of us coming twice in the span of two hours, neither of us are up for any funny business. We do take a shower together, but there's plenty of room for us without bumping elbows. Daddy dresses me in my diaper and the turtle onesie. He makes sure I know that my regular paci is on the dresser if I want it and he's going to run down to the lobby and buy one of the single serve milks from the snack bar fridge.

When he gets back, I already have my watercolors out to paint on the towel that he laid down on the floor, but I waited for him before starting. I remembered the rule that I wasn’t allowed to paint when I was alone. That gets me a soft pat on my butt and a couple of my favorite cookies.

I paint Daddy a picture of us, with a bunch of water animals around us. There's a turtle, obviously, a shark, dolphin, and whale.

"What's all that?" Daddy asks when he sits down next to me.

"We at the aquarium," I say simply. I glance up at him and he's smiling.

"I love it," he says. "Do you want to visit an aquarium?"

"Yes, please." I haven't been to one in so long. The last time was on a field trip when I was in elementary school.

I see Daddy pull out his phone but I don't pay any attention to him. I'm busy adding a purple starfish to my painting. Daddy laughs when I show him what I did. I add another turtle, this one yellow and orange, before the picture is full and I can't add anything else. Daddy moves the picture to the bathroom to let it dry.

We move on to playing with the blocks he brought as well. I start a game with Daddy where he builds the blocks up and I knock them down. Each time, he gives an exaggerated "Ugh!" and it makes me laugh hard. Daddy starts throwing the blocks at me and I try to dodge them, but one hits me square in the forehead which has me pausing. It isn't until Daddy starts laughing that I do too. I laugh so hard that I topple over and that makes me laugh even more.

"Oh, ouchy. Is your head okay?" Daddy helps me up, both of us standing to our feet.

"I okay," I say. I hide a yawn, not wanting to go to sleep yet. I'm having too much fun.

"Do you want to go sit outside?" Daddy asks. "I think we might be able to see some of the boats floating by."

"Okay."

The sun has long ago dipped below the horizon, but there are street lights below us and there's a bridge that has bright lights shining too. "Oh look, Daddy. There's three boats." I keep my voice down, but point out at the river. The water is dark, but the boats are well lit. There's a faint sound of music coming from somewhere. The air is cool this high up, and the fact that it's still February, but Daddy crowds behind me and I'm instantly warm. I'm only in my onesie and diaper.

"Look up at the stars," Daddy says behind me. His breath ghosts against the shell of my ear and I'm shivering for a whole other reason. "Can you find the Big Dipper?"

I look left and right, trying to see the stars that make up the constellation. I go up on my tippy toes, somehow thinking that will help me see the sky better. Daddy's hands go to my hips to steady me. When I spot it, I jump up and down.

"There it is!" I point to the group of stars with a smile. I turn my head to the side so I can see Daddy. "I find it."

"Good job, honey. Now, can you find… Orion?"

I turn around in Daddy's arms and point a finger to my chest. "Found him!"

I laugh at the way Daddy rolls his eyes. He picks me up and I wrap my arms and legs around him as he walks us inside. The padding of the diaper is comfortable and Daddy's hands on my butt are barely felt. Thinking about the diaper makes me realize that I really need to go potty. I start to squirm in Daddy's hold until he sets me down. He doesn't have to ask what I need because I'm in my full pee-pee dance.

"Do you want Daddy to help you potty or use the diaper?"

"Uh-oh." Before I can even weigh the options, my bladder releases and a warmth spreads through the diaper quickly as it soaks up my pee. I'm grateful that these diapers are made to hold an adult amount of liquid because I feel like I'm peeing forever. Daddy stands there, waiting for me to tell him I'm finished. I can feel my cheeks heat with a little bit of embarrassment but Daddy quickly dispels that by grabbing another diaper out of the duffel bag, along with a pack of wipes. It’s not the first time I’ve wet one, but it’s the first time Daddy’s watched me while I did.

"Do you feel better?" he asks when he's standing back in front of me. I nod my head, suddenly not wanting to talk. I give Daddy the sign for it and he nods. He kisses my forehead and directs me to lay on the edge of the bed. He makes quick work of changing me, which I find comforting more than embarrassing. I love how much Daddy takes care of me. "How about we settle down now and watch a movie?"

I nod and Daddy walks out of the room to go to the kitchen. I know he's making my bottle. I yawn again, this time not fighting it. I stand up and pull the covers down, reaching to the side of the bed for the remote. When Daddy comes back, I'm already under the blankets and scrolling through the channels.

"Someone looks extra comfy," Daddy says. He doesn't hesitate to get in the bed beside me and I curl up against his side. I open my mouth on instinct for him to feed me the nipple of the bottle. We lock eyes as I start to suck down the milk. This bottle came from the Littlest Shop and they're outfitted to make it easier to suck the liquid out, but not so easy it just pours. "You are so gorgeous, baby. How did Daddy get so lucky to find you?"

I close my eyes and continue to drink from the bottle that Daddy is holding for me. His words wrap around me, making me feel safe and lull me toward sleep. I finish my bottle, but don't open my eyes. Daddy replaces the nipple with my paci. I snuggle closer to him, right on the verge of sleep. Daddy adjusts our position slightly and I take a deep breath of that woodsy smell. I always thought it was a cologne, but he didn't put any on after our shower.

My hand makes its nightly trail down his chest and stomach. He's only wearing a pair of sweats so my hand has no obstacle and I wrap my fingers around his soft cock. I don't remember when I started doing this, but it's become a thing I do almost every night I'm with him now. He's asked me about it once, promising that he doesn't mind. I didn't have an answer, still don't, except that it's a comfort thing. Like falling asleep with the bottle and paci each night.

"Surprise!" Daddy says as we pull into the parking lot of the aquarium. I stare, slack jawed, at the building, as Daddy parks the car.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. You were talking about it last night and I bought us tickets for today."

I turn to look at my Daddy. After the best night ever, he still surprises me with something else. "I love you so much!"

The console is still up, so I unbuckle my seatbelt and slide over to hug him. He lets out a soft laugh against my ear and I sink into his arms. "You're welcome, baby. You deserve to do fun things like this."

"Do we get to see turtles here?" I pull back and look from him to the building.

"I'm not sure," he says. "But let's go inside and we'll see what all they have here."

The inside of the aquarium is cold and I'm grateful that Daddy packed my good jacket for this trip. As much as I want to stay fully in my Little space, I know that I need to be mindful of the others around us. I still take Daddy's hand though and smile at him with a knowing smile.

A smile that says I'm remembering everything we did yesterday and once again this morning. I woke up having to potty again. Daddy cleaned me up, but then I had to go use the real potty and our breakfast was delivered while I was in the bathroom. Daddy fed me all of mine before he told me we needed to start getting ready for the day ahead. Him undressing me turned into him bending me over the edge of the bed until we both came again. Daddy stripped the blanket and sheets, putting in a request to the front desk for new linens today.

I'm so busy thinking about this morning that I don't realize he is done talking to the lady at the reception desk. He hands me a map and smiles. "They do have turtles here," he says proudly. "And we have a two o'clock appointment for you to help feed them."

"I get to feed them?" I ask excitedly. "Oh, Da- Uh, Garrett. Thank you."

"You're welcome," he says. He squeezes my hand and we start walking down one of the hallways. "Now, let's see all these animals."

We spend hours at the aquarium. I make sure we go through every single area, seeing all the different animals. There are even penguins here and we get to watch them eat. Daddy finds us a place to sit at the cafeteria for lunch and then we're off to the turtle feeding.

I make sure that there are plenty of pictures taken, which Daddy obliges easily. The sea turtles are so cute and grumpy looking. I make sure to listen to the trainer carefully, not wanting to do anything to hurt myself or the turtle. The trainer told me that turtles are mostly non-aggressive, but if they feel threatened they might bite. I get to help them with checking the shells of two of them. I’m legally not allowed to touch the turtles, but I can look at them and just being close is enough for me. One, named Finnigan, was rescued a year ago. He was found with a net wrapped tightly around his front flipper. I can see the scars still, but the trainer, Marianne, assures me he's doing great.

By the time our hour is up, I can't stop smiling. I shake Marianne's hand and so does Daddy. I wait until we're alone in the hallway before I have an epic freakout moment. "I just got to feed and examine and help with the turtles! I need to see the pictures. Please, please, Daddy?"

"Calm down, baby." Daddy places his hands on either of my shoulders and stills me. "I'm glad you had fun. How about we head to the car and we'll go back to the hotel for a bit? I have reservations for us at the restaurant tonight so we'll need to clean up. You can look at the pictures when we get back."