Spent and limp and submissive.
All the attitude-with-a-capital-A that he used as both a weapon and armor had been stripped away. And now Daddy was asking me to help peel away the last remaining shield Jules used to keep everyone around him at arm’s length—his drag persona.
But the craziest part was that Jules seemed to be genuinely okay with it.
Maybe because he knew it was just for this moment, just for the tiny sliver of private time that the three of us were sharing together. Maybe because he’d trusted Daddy to strip him bare in that totally other way, so he was feeling some of what I was, too.
That this, with Daddy, feltreal.
Safe.
Wonderful.
I had no doubt that Diva would be back in full force later, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I felt lucky that Jules was allowing me to share in this other side of him, too, though. And even luckier that I got to share it withbothof them.
It was a side of Jules that I’d seen a few times before over the years, but only momentarily and usually by accident.
This time, it was deliberate. This time, Jules was inviting me and Daddy in.
That was the thing that made all the difference.
Jules sighed, and his fake eyelashes fluttered as Daddy started removing the pins that were holding Diva’s wig in place while I unzipped his thigh-high boots. Undressing him felt sensual and personal but still totally different from the frantic, frenzied kissing and groping and sucking we’d done before.
Not that I hadn’t enjoyed that other stuff, too. Because yeah, that had all been…amazing. And I was really, really hoping Daddy still wanted to do more fun, amazing naked stuff before he had to go back to New York. For the moment, though, I was just focused on making Jules feel better. Well, probably notbetter. I’d never seen him looking so peaceful before, and I wasn’t sure there evenwasa better version of whatever he was feeling, but I could definitely make him more comfortable.
And I hoped that between Daddy and me, we could do more than that. Help keep him in the nice, peaceful state he’d found for as long as he wanted to be there.
“Gorgeous.” Daddy’s low voice rumbled his approval as he lifted Jules’ wig off and carefully leaned over to set it on the coffee table. “So pretty and sexy and strong, baby. I knew the minute I saw you that you would be good for me.”
Jules just hummed quietly under his breath, basking in the attention that Daddy and I were giving him.
“Webothwant to be good for you, Daddy,” I said, feeling my cheeks flush as I set Jules’ boots to the side and began massaging his leg muscles. “Even though Jules might not say it, I think he really—”
“I do,” Jules murmured as his eyes moved from Daddy’s face to mine and then back again. “I want to be good, too.”
My jaw dropped open. Then I was smiling so hard it felt like I’d never stop. I loved Jules like this. So open and real and, well, vulnerable I guess. It made me feel closer to him than ever. It was a gift.
“You are, sweetheart,” Daddy said, smiling as he kissed Jules’ shoulders and unzipped the corseted top he was wearing. “You’re both so perfectly good for Daddy, and I’m so glad I have both of you here with me right now. My two boys. My sweet and my sassy, and both so fucking beautiful. I wouldn’t trade this moment for anything or anyone else in the world. Thank you for letting me be your Daddy.”
“Daddy,” I said, a little overwhelmed. How was it possible to feel so much for a man I’d just met?
He wasn’t just a man, though. There was something different about a Daddy. He saw me. Cared about me. Showed me in every word, thought, and action. And he did the same for Jules.
It didn’t feel like I’d just met him. It felt like I’d always known him.
Or like, maybe, I’d always been waiting to.
And now that he was here? Talking to me, to us, the way no one else ever did? The effect he had on my body was just as immediate and intense as the effect he had on my heart.
“Yes, beautiful?” Daddy said, giving me a smoldering look like, once again, he saw right through me.
“Um,” I said as my stiffy jerked hard against the confines of my trousers.
There was no way Jules hadn’t noticed it pressing insistently against his leg that had been draped over my lap. But Daddy had said it was natural to feel that way and I believed him.
I just… wasn’t sure what I should do about it.
Daddy winked. “I’ll take care of you, baby.”
