“Okay, okay, so I already gave you my first one!”Diego insisted, flipping through apps on his phone.“I have the rest in here, though, and I wanna get it in the right order.You go first.”
I stroked Shortcake’s head, which she politely allowed for a moment.“Okay; mine don’t have an order.And you already got two last night.”
“Oh right, the filching thing.Hot, by the way.You like it?”
“Any excuse to lick your ass, honestly.”
“Fucking filthy.Go,” he prompted.
“Uhhm…” I tried to remember the other three things on my list.If I had to open my phone, I’d disturb Shortcake, and then she wouldn’t come back all night.“Fuck me,” I said.
“Is that an exclamation of helplessness, or is it a request?”
“A request,” I said.
“Oh my god, that’s on my list!”He turned his phone screen toward me, then pulled it back.“Wait; not yet!”
“So that’s a win?”
“Oh, we’re totally doing that.I’ve seen your cute lil dildo in that drawer.”He puckered up his lips at me.
“I wasn’t sure you’d wanna.I mean I know you like—”
“Getting my back blown out; yes, it’s my one of my favorite activities.As we know.But if daddy wants a turn, daddy gets a turn.”He smirked.
“You’re so good to me.”
“I am gonna wreck your ass,” he informed me, looking back down at his phone.“I mean, not as bad as you wrecked mine last night…”
“How you feeling?”I asked with a wince.It was now officially the day after his birthday, but the sun hadn’t come up yet, so it didn’t count.
“Amazing, babe.Fucking amazing.Speaking of….”He licked his lips and flicked his gaze back up.“Would you ever be open to… spanking?”
Again, I have seen a lot of porn.And, “Fuck yes.Wait, spanking you, or you spanking me?”
“I mean, you spanking me, but I’m up to switch there too!”
“Like, with my hand?Or with—something?”
He grinned.“Already getting creative.So, I like pretty much any impact play.It’s kinda more about the vibe than the thing you use, you know?”
I nodded, filing that away.“And, like, your ass?Or is it one of those all over things, like the back of the legs and stuff?”
“My ass,” he replied wriggling a little in his seat.“The other stuff is okay if you like it.But I really… yeah.”
“Okay, tell me what you’d wanna get out of it,” I said, shifting to face him on the couch.Shortcake gave me a dirty look, but resettled next to my arm again, thankfully.“So I know the vibe.”
“So like…” He bit at his bottom lip for a second, scooting closer so his knee touched mine.“Obviously the playfulness.The idea that you’re putting me over your knee and spanking me is kind of hilarious.”
“Also a little fucked up, optics-wise.”I held up my summer tanned but still very white-coded hand.
“Yeah, which is also a vibe, I guess.Just a terrible one.And I’m pretty sure you—”
“Yeah, no,” I said, wincing.“I mean, not my place to comment.But ick.”
“Exactly.So not the weird vibe, not even a treating me like a child vibe, but just a…”
“Just a, you’re a fucking brat so I’m gonna smack your ass vibe?”
