My Little One

Daddy?

     A/N: The story will get sexual and involve many kinks, I'll put a tw at the top of the story for the kinks being used in that chapter. Little space will also be a major part of the story bc ddlb (malexmale) submissive pov. Have fun <3

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     Its not hard to understand how I got here really. I never had my childhood, I grew up too fast and now at the age of 20 as a college student I still use a paci, color, play with stuffys, etc etc. You get the idea, im a little. A little without a daddy :(
     The paper on my lap is covered in doodles of kittys boys and puppy boys. I mindlessly let my pen draw cute scenes of littles and their cgs until the annoying boy next to me interrupts me. I feel his elbow hit my rib.
     "Aye pay attention and stop doodling." He whispers in my ear. Chills run down my neck, I hate when people whisper in my ear. I roll my eyes in defeat and close my notebook of doodles.
"After class, I wanna talk to you." He adds on. What the fuck, what does he want from me?
"No." I whisper back. I feel his eyes shift on to me without blinking. The tension was thicker then his ass. Yes I checked out his ass when I saw him earlier. He keeps staring which lowkey turned me on, his intense staring made me heat up and I felt my face turn red.
"You're face is burning up, that's cute. Im not gonna hurt you hun." Crap he noticed. Agh...oh I liked that. Okay maybe I'll meet him, he's cute after all but still annoying.
"Fine." And just like that, the bell rings. My soul felt like it had just left my body. He stood up before me and held out his hand. He had nice hands...oh god maybe his annoyance is worth it. What the hell is wrong with me- I don't even know him and my brain is already craving him.
"Lets go pretty boy." DID HE JUST CALL ME PRETTY BOY???? I could just melt. It makes me wanna regress so badly but no, I must be big. I took his hand, his hands are very warm which was comforting. He led me out of the classroom. It gave me a chance to analyze him, his hair was a black curly mess yet it somehow complimented him, he was wearing all black. Typical. Black cargos with a loose black band t shirt. Yet he paired this "outfit" with NIKE blazers, classy. He walked confidently and openly which made up for his bad taste in clothing. I couldnt help but study him as we kept walking. We finally reached the commons area, ours was outside considering all the environmentally friendly movements that have been protested on campus lately.
"Sit." He says catching me off guard. I obey and sit criss-cross-apple-sauce. He sits down across from me and puts his hand out yet again. I just stared at him blankly. What did he want? My hand again? No thanks. Im already on edge of regressing from him treating me like this.
"Notebook, let me see." He drops his voice. Okay maybe hes less annoying and more attractive-
"Uhm...no? I don't know you." I reply shoving my backpack behind me to guard it.
"Oh but I know you Milo." He knew my name. What kind of fucking stalker. That's creepy. I kinda like it- I kinda liked the idea of a stalker. Someone obsessed with me. I reach into my backpack and pull out the notebook handing it to him. He flips to my doodle page. Fuck- Oh no.
"NO- Don't look at those. Please!" I practically beg. Yet he ignores me. A million thoughts flow through my head. What if this, what if that.
"So Milo, you're a little puppy boy?" I see the smile grow across his face. Hes gonna tell everyone and make fun of me. Play it cool. Play it cook, just breathe.
"No! Its just an anime. Just an anime that I love! I could never be a little." I attempt to defend myself. He sets the notebook down and reach's for my head. I flinch in response.
"I said I wouldn't hurt you Milo." He then starts patting my head. I guess my defending didnt work. I liked it. A whine escapes my mouth and I pull away.
"Its okay, im a daddy dom." He comforts me.
"You-you are?" I attempt to responde nervously. At this point my mind is blank. Why is he even telling me this? I kinda want a daddy but him? The guy I've thought was annoying until today where I now find him attractive in a weird way.
"If you want, we could go on a date? You could come over to my apartment. I've been looking for a little to take care of if that's of interest to you?" He brings up the idea which answered my previous thoughts perfectly.
"I don't know you. Why should I go to your apartment? What if you're a creepy killer." I bluntly state. I mean its the truth. But then again, I've been wanting a daddy for a long time after my last one.
"You'll have to trust me little one." He confidently replys. That should've scared me but instead it made my heart flutter with anticipation. I wanted to go badly now, the thoughts of who he was mixed with the idea of a new daddy that seemed to be a wanna-be goth made me excited. It made me feel all warm again. Happy almost but also nervous.
"Okay." I nervously smile. With that we exchanged phone numbers and he walked me to my next class. What a gentlemen. He held my hand the whole time which made me start to slip into little space. I couldnt wait for our date; I never actually asked his name I was so caught up in the moment.

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A/N: I wrote this at like 1 am past my bedtime my irl cg gave me hehe. Anyways so if the grammar or writing is bad, that's why and I apologize. This first chapter is just plot development but I promise some sexual tension and teasing will be in the coming chapter. Let me know what you think!!!