We walk out the door and to a car. She opens the back door and straps me into a car seat. She puts a blanket over me which is nice and puts a pacifier between my lips. I suck aggressively on it. Mommy closes the door and walks around the car, opening the driver's door and getting in.
"I know, that wasn't fun, but it's all done now. All we need to do today is meet daddy and cuddle. Sound good?" Mommy asks, looking back at me through the mirror. I'm still upset. Mommy looks back at the road and starts to drive. The motions of the car lulling me almost to sleep but not quite. Soon we arrive at the house. It is a decently modern two-story house. Mommy pulls the car into the driveway and into the garage, closing the garage door behind the car. Mommy stops the car and hops out. She comes around to my side and opens the door. She takes the blanket off my lap and undoes my restraints. Then she picks me up. I snuggle into her side, sucking harshly on the pacifier as I'm nervous to meet Daddy.
"What's wrong baby?" Mommy asks as she bounces me.
"Scawed to mee Dada." I murmur around the paci. Mommy takes it out causing me to whimper.
"Sorry Baby boy, I just wanted to hear what you said without the pacifier in the way. I'll give it back in just a moment." She says, calming me slightly at the promise of getting my new paci back.
"Scawed to meet Dada." I mumble.
"Aww baby, there's nothing to be afraid of. He may look slightly scary, but he is a big teddy bear, Mommy won't let anyone hurt my precious baby." Mommy says as she places my paci back into my mouth.
"Thank you." I say, trying to be as clear as possible.
"You're welcome, baby. Now let's go meet Daddy." She says as we walk into the house. As soon as Mommy takes her shoes off, she walks to the kitchen and yells "Damien, we are home."
"Your Daddy works from home some days." Mommy clarifies. Soon I hear quick footsteps and a deep voice yell back
"I'm coming!"
Soon Daddy enters the room. He has dark hair and a beard that looks scratchy. Daddy slows his pace to a walk after one look at the glare on Mommy's face.
He reaches us and towers over the both of us.
He leans down and places a kiss on Mommy's lips.
"EW!" I whine.
"Look at our precious baby boy." Daddy says, taking me out of Mommy's arms. My stomach choses the worst moment to growl, causing a deep blush to appear on my face. I bury my face in Daddy's chest as my stomach growls again.
"Awww! Is our Baby hungry?" Daddy asks. I nod
"Words, Baby. I know we haven't gone over the rules yet but that is one of our rules." Daddy says, in a slight stern tone which scares me slightly.
"Yes, daddy." I say softly.
"That's my good boy!" Daddy cheers, causing me to light up at the praise.
Mommy walks over to the kitchen and starts prepping some food while Daddy moves us to the dining room. He tries to set me in the highchair which makes me whine and hold him tighter.
"Baby, you have to sit in the highchair. It is to keep you safe. We don't want you getting any more owies, right?" Daddy asks gently, I shake my head and hold him tighter.
"Baby boy, I'll say it again. You need to sit in your highchair. This isn't up for discussion." He says trying again.
"No!" I whine.
"Jesse, I really don't want to give you a punishment on your first day here, but if I have to, I will." He says causing my breath to speed up and my heart to start beating faster than I ever thought possible. I have tears down my eyes.
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Baby boy
General FictionJesse Taylor is a 20-year-old who is into Agereggression (Non-Sexual). He has had one bad caregiver before and has made the choice to join the ABC. A very exclusive community filled with littles and caregivers. Follow along with him as he learns and...
