Nodding again, I lean into his right hand. Maybe talking things through isn’t such a bad thing after all. Maybe it really can solve anything, and we’ll be okay.
“Did they really punish you for not eating? And listening to someone else complain about something you didn’t do?” Daddy asks.
“They did.”
“Why?”
I shrug. “I don’t know about the meals. Maybe they thought I was wasting food, but I always gave it to someone else who was hungry. I wasn’t ever hungry, and it didn’t sit well with me. As for the other reason, she was the daughter of some high and mighty person from Earth, and I’m not so they believe her over me.”
Which is not fair when you think about it, but there were a lot of things that weren’t right on the space station. There was a hierarchy, and I wasn’t at the top.
“Well, you don’t have to worry about that anymore. You have delicious food. And we have cameras and talk to each other. I won’t just blindly believe them. No one will on Venkoria.” Daddy kisses my forehead. “You are mine and I will believe you over others.”
“Really?”
Daddy nods. I relax even more, knowing that I won’t get wrongfully punished. It was something I had to constantly worry about on the space station. I had to be the best that I could be so the punishments wouldn’t be as severe. But even then, it didn’t matter much.
“Let’s feed you, and then we can snuggle all you want.” Daddy sets me on the couch and walks over to the kitchen.
I lean forward, wanting to be close to Daddy.
“Don’t you even think about getting off the couch,” Daddy scolds me.
“How did you know?” I whisper.
“Daddy has eyes in the back of his head. He knows whenever you are trying to do something naughty, and it isn’t going to work. Sit still for a couple more seconds, and I will be right back.” Daddy chuckles.
I rub my chest as I wait for Daddy. “Why do I not like being away from you?” I ask. “Why do I want to always be right next to you? Why do I have this connection with you?”
I always forget to ask these questions.
“Because we have a bond together. They injected you with my essence, which formed a bond between us, and you don’t like being away from me because the bond gets strained. I don’t like it either. I want to always be close to you. It’s something that we are going to have to live with the rest of our lives,” Daddy explains.
“Okay,” I reply.
Daddy comes and sits next to me, placing the bottle to the side and moving me so I’m lying down, my head in the crook of his arm.
“Such a beautiful Little one,” he whispers as he puts the nipple in my mouth.
I can’t be mad at him for having this done to me because he feels the exact same way as me.
“Just relax and suckle.” He smiles down at me.
I close my eyes and drink, enjoying being with Daddy.
