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Yep.

“You can show me later, Daddy.” Kisses distracted Daddy from his grumpies. “Can I show you my toys now?”

Yes. That would make Daddy forget the disappearing English words.

“I don’t know, he might get distracted asking you all kinds of questions about your toys and then we’d never get dinner.” Master pretended to be bored and frowny. “I’ll starve to death before he remembers we need to eat.”

“Oh, Daddy won’t forget you.” I leaned over and gave Master a cheek kiss. “Mates are important.”

They were gonna need time-outs if they didn’t stop poking at least sometimes.

I gave Daddy my bestest sweet face and my big eyes. “Right, Daddy? Master’s important too.”

Oh…

I got it.

I got it.

Daddy wanted to be grumpy because that was just what he did with Master but he had to be nice for me because that was what Daddies did.

I was so smart.

“Yes.” Daddy even nodded. He liked looking like an Earth person. “Your Master is important and he’s our mate.”

Good boy, Daddy.

Yes.

He’d get special kisses later too.

“I’m important and your mate and I got kisses.” I pointed to my cheek and looked cute. “Master needs kisses too so he knows he’s special.”

I gave Daddy an oh well shrug. He knew what it meant because he’d been practicing his body talking. He even sighed because he knew he was stuck. But his bond felt like he had butterflies in his tummy, so I was right. Daddy just needed a tiny push and that was what he had me for.

“Then you can tell him what you’re gonna make for dinner. His tummy might be empty.” Or maybe he liked it when Daddy took care of him too? “You’re good at helping empty tummies.”

Master had gotten worried then quiet and now he was hiding his giggles.

He liked it when I helped and gave tiny pushes.

Daddy let out a big-big sigh because he really liked being dramatic. “You’re right. Taking care of my mates is my role. Daddies are just…what did Wren say…wired that way.”

Sometimes subs were wired that way too but their sub wanted cuddles and attention more.

That was okay, though, because two good caretaker helpers would just bump into each other. I’d take care of Daddy in other ways like giving him snuggles and kisses and making him be nice to Master. Those were important stuff too.

Taking Master’s hand, I tugged him closer. “Special time, Master. Come closer.”

I thought he should try to look cute but I knew he liked looking grumpy better. So that meant he had to frown and shake his head as he shifted over. “You are…a handful.”

“Of course he’s not.” Daddy had to disagree with him because that was just what Daddy did. “He’s just…just taking care of you?”

Daddy didn’t seem sure of that but he couldn’t back down. He was very thinky too and that distracted him enough that he leaned over and gave Master a cheek kiss. “He’s very nurturing and we have to watch out for that.”

Aww…I was nurturing.

I was amazing.