"I wanna change," I state matter-of-factly. "Pants are yucky."
Daddy's face breaks into a smile. "Well, we should probably find the box with all your new clothes then. Daddy can dress you."
Chapter Thirteen
Orionlooksabsolutelyadorablein the clothes I dress him in. It took two boxes for us to find the one with clothes. He picks out the short sleeved bodysuit with baby dinosaurs on it. He doesn't want to go with no underwear, so he keeps his on and we pair the suit with tan shorts that hit mid thigh for him. The clothes fit true to size, thankfully, and he seems much more comfortable in them. I know he'll need these pants for work tomorrow, so I'm careful to fold them and put them on top of my dresser.
We go through the other boxes. There aren't many and I want to take him to the store to pick out some more of the intimate items. If he wants them. For now, we continue with unboxing everything.
I bought one of those low bench seat type things, with the storage compartments under it. It came with a long cushion to lay on the top. Orion decided he was going to sit on it while I was putting away some of the toys. Which put me squarely between his legs. His giggles whenever I sigh and put my hand on his thigh to move him out of the way told me that he saw this as a game more than anything. By the fourth time he "moved" to be right in my way, I put both of my hands on his thighs and kneel before him. His face is a couple inches higher than mine with this position, so I use it to my advantage. I bury my face against his neck and blow raspberries against his skin. His giggles turn to full laughter and it fills the room. His hands push against my chest to push me away, but I double down. My arms wrap around him and I pull him off the seat.
We wrestle for a minute, both trying to get the other on their back. His attempt is admirable, but futile. I'm stronger than him and while I'd never use that against him for real, I end up straddling his thighs and pin his arms to the floor above his head. He's smiling and he looks so carefree. "You got me, Daddy."
"I did, baby." I keep his hands pinned as I lean down and kiss him. I kiss his nose, his cheeks, chin, neck. He's laughing again, squirming to break free of my grip, but he can't. Finally, I move back up to kiss his lips. He parts his lips for me and I take full advantage to swipe my tongue against his. I'm addicted to his kisses. He always tastes sweet and his lips are soft. I drop my hips against his, keeping most of my weight off him. We end up laying on the floor, kissing and hands roaming, for who knows how long. Unpacking is completely forgotten. I find the will to stop when Orion breaks our current round of kisses with a yawn. "Getting sleepy?"
"No." He flat out lies to me, but his lips are pulled into a smirk. I sit up, wishing for a moment that we hadn't decided to get distracted on the hard floor. I have a rug in this room, but it doesn’t give much padding. Orion sits up with me.
"How about you go take a shower in Daddy's bathroom and I'll come join you in a minute?"
"What are you going to do?" he asks. We both stand up and head across the hall. "Undress me?"
I don't hesitate to direct him to lay on the bed and start taking off his clothes. "I'm going to go clean the dishes downstairs and get you your bottle. If you want it."
"Yes, please." I fold the shorts and lay them to the side before pulling on his hands to get him to sit up. The bodysuit is one piece and I have to pull his arms out first and then pull it down his legs. "Can I wear this again after the shower?"
"Of course, honey. Daddy will keep it right here for you." I move to strip him out of his briefs as well. "Did you want to wear anything else with it?"
"What else do I have?" He looks up at me through his lashes and his face is absolute perfection and peak cuteness.
"I bought a pair of training pants, just in case you wanted to try them." I lay the bodysuit over the shorts and pull him up to his feet.
"Okay." He nods "I'd like to try that."
"Perfect," I say. I kiss him once more, just a quick peck. "You are perfect, Orion. Go jump in the shower and I'll be right back."
I don't take long downstairs. Ten minutes max. I stop at the playroom, where we got barely anything done. I want to go to the store sometime this weekend to get more things for him, if he is able to go. I know he doesn't work on the weekends, but I'm not sure if he has anything else he needs to do. The bathroom is steamed up when I walk in, shedding my clothes in record time. Orion has his eyes closed and is rinsing shampoo out of his hair when I step in behind him. He jumps at my touch.
"I really hope that's you," he says.
"It is," I say. His body relaxes and I lift my hands to comb through his hair, making sure all the suds are gone. When I'm sure it's all cleaned out, he finally opens his eyes and looks at me. The shower has plenty of space for the both of us to move around. I lean around him, to the wall opposite of the glass doors, and turn on the second shower head opposite the one that Orion is using.
"I feel like this shower cost more than what I make in a year," Orion says with a small laugh. It almost sounds deprecating the way he says it. I fix my eyes on him and give him a disappointing look.
"Money is the last thing you need to compare between us." I step closer to him, in the one spot that neither of the shower heads reaches, and pull him close to me. "I'm proud of the work I do and I know you love your job too.That—" I put as much emphasis on the word as I can. "Is all that matters, okay?"
"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry." He does look sorry, like he knows he shouldn't compare. I know that he doesn't have a lot of money. I haven't been inside his apartment, but if it's anything like the outside, I can't imagine they are well maintained. I worry about him sleeping there alone; it's that natural Daddy instinct to keep him safe, but I know that we're already moving fast with this relationship that I have to hold off from asking him to move in. He just signed his lease too and buying that out would cost a good penny.
"Thank you, baby. Now, let's finish getting you clean, shall we?"
"I already cleaned my body," Orion says proudly.
"You did, did you?" I step back into the spray of the showerhead and let the water run down my own body. I don't have to use the shampoo, but I've kept some under the sink. For family and guests on the rare occasions I have people overnight. I had to grab them from the guest bathroom, though.
Orion turns around and I get a full view of his round ass. It's perfect, exactly like the rest of him. He has a fine layer of hair on his cheeks and down the back of his thighs. It isn’t really visible even from this distance, but I’ve felt it. He looks over his shoulder and catches me staring. "Daddy?"
"Yes, baby?" I ask, not taking my eyes off his ass. I reach for the wash towel and body wash, almost fumbling it. Orion snickers at my attempt to catch it. I catch it by the nozzle, which makes him laugh harder.
"You are staring at my butt." Orion says the words as fact. I can't refute it either, because I definitely am.
