Jesse 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...
Daddy keeps running his hands through my hair as I lay in his lap. My head rests on his chest and the Bum Bum of his heart beat is the best lullaby anyone could ask for. My eyes start to get heavy but before I can fall asleep, Mommy calls out.
"Alright Boys, It's lunch time! I made Mac and Cheese!" Daddy gets up keeping me in his arms as we walk back to the kitchen. I start to panic a little as soon as I see the high chair but Daddy says "We can try the high chair again another time, Daddy wants to keep cuddling his bear as we eat so you'll sit on my lap."
"Yay!" I cheer slightly. We sit down, I'm on Daddy's lap just like he said I would be. Mommy brings the food and ties a bib around my neck which causes me to pout.
"Don't pout love, Daddy will feed you. We just want to make sure the hot mac and cheese doesn't get on your cute little body. We don't need any more owies do we?" Daddy asks causing me to grumble a little "no" My pout quickly fades when Daddy puts the first bite of Mac and cheese into my mouth. It is so yummy! All creamy and cheesy!
"Num!" I cheer, which makes both Mommy and Daddy smile at me. Way too soon for my liking all my food is gone which causes me to whine. A whine that is quickly interrupted by a yawn. "Is Baby boy tired?" Daddy asks as Mommy wipes the food off my face which is definitely cleaner than if I had fed myself.
"Seems like it's someone's nap time." Mommy adds. I am too tired to respond.
"I've got him," Daddy says "I think we need some positive bonding time"
Mommy agrees and starts cleaning up from lunch. Daddy takes me upstairs and into a room that has a white cradle and light blue walls. The theme is animals.
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(Imagine this just with a white crib and a bookcase. The changing table is on the other side of the crib. The changing table is the same color as the dresser)
Daddy lays me on the changing table and grabs a diaper and the other stuff needed to change me. Daddy rubs my tummy for a second before opening the tabs of my diaper. I cover my blushing face quickly.
"No need to be embarrassed baby, Daddy doesn't mind changing you" Daddy says as he rubs my thigh in an attempt to calm me. I keep my hands on my face as Daddy removes the old diaper, wipes me, powders me and puts me in a new diaper. Daddy then leaves my side for a second and I remove my hands to see where he went. He comes back in a second with a sleeper that is blue and has dinosaurs on it. He quickly puts me in it.
"Soft," I murmur.
"Yeah, you like that baby boy?" Daddy asks to which I nod.
My eyes are starting to feel as though they are bags of sand. Daddy lifts me and sets me in the crib, handing me a stuffed tiger and covering me with a blanket.
"No leab" I whine.
"Daddy isn't going anywhere." He says as he sits down on the floor by the crib. He reaches through the bars and strokes my tummy.
"Daddy loves you, bear."
"Lobs Daddy too." I murmur as I fall fast asleep, feeling safer than I have in a while.
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Thank you to anyone that reads it. If you have any comments or suggestions just leave them in the comments.
Also I'm sorry if my updating schedule is random. I'm going to college and life is busy.
