Behind the Mask

Chapter 62

Multiple POVs

Victor's POV

I stepped into the bathroom to see Gabe washing her hair as she hummed and played with the sponge and bubbles. They both looked so content. I came to the edge of the tub and placed a kiss on his lips, then leaned over to kiss Marissa. I was not expecting her to suddenly reach for me and pull me in. "Victor!" she squealed in her little voice as she pulled me into the water with them. She giggled as my clothes got wet and bubbles sloshed over the side of the tub. "Oopsie."

"Little girl," Gabe warned her in a stern tone that had her lip quivering. "Nope, you're not pulling the pouty lip on me. Daddy's not going to fall for it." I wasn't sure if he was trying to convince her or himself - because I was definitely falling for it.

"Hey babygirl, it's okay. Daddy Gabe and I just need you to be more careful, okay," I said softly, righting myself in the tub as I tossed my wet clothes onto the floor. At least there was a drain on the floor already. Since this bathroom was attached to the playroom, we often spilled over our scenes into it. Making the entire bathroom water-resistant was just a logical thing to do. Every inch of the floors, walls and even the ceiling was ceramic tiled with a tub and open shower on the far wall. "Now, let Daddy Gabe finish washing your hair so we can go have dinner. North and Marc are making steaks." Her eyes lit up and she wiggled against him so he could finish.

We rinsed her off and bundled her in a soft robe and I carried her back to her room, sitting on the bed with her while Gabe searched for fun pajamas. While I helped her get dressed, he went and grabbed clothes for us as well. "I sent a text to let them know we needed her Cinderella cup," he said with a grin. That one signal was enough to let all of them know she had slipped. He combed her hair and put it in pigtails - her favorite way to wear her hair when she was in little space, and looking her over, he nodded. "Okay, we're good to go." She looked adorable in her fuzzy pajama pants and cropped tank top. The pants had little presents and Santa hats on them and the top had two stacked presents that said "Naughty never looked so Nice" on it.

She looked up at me and grinned, then stretched out her arms, "I want a piggyback ride, pwease."

I chuckled. How could I say no? "Come on, beautiful," I said and held her as she climbed on my back, wrapping her legs around me. We headed to the dining room where everyone was waiting for us. "I come bearing gifts," I joked as I set her in an empty chair. She pulled her knees up under her and giggled.

Corey came over and booped her nose, "Hey little one, how are you feeling?"

She rubbed her nose against his, "A wittle sore, but happy. I missed you all."

He lifted her into his lap gently, "We're here, little one - always." North set her plate with thinly cut steak and steamed vegetables in front of her as Marc gave her the Cinderella cup. "May I feed you?" Corey asked her and she nodded, smiling at him. I grinned to myself, looks like he has some daddydom tendencies as well.

Kota's POV

I watched Corey take care of my kitten and felt my pants tighten. "You want him," Nate whispered in my ear.

"That's one, little boy," I growled back at him.

He laughed, "I'll gladly accept my punishment, Master, but I'm not wrong." He ran his hand over my rock-hard cock. "I'm just not sure if you want to fuck him or be fucked by him - then again, maybe it's both."

I grabbed his cock in my hand, squeezing hard, "Be good or I'll lay you out on this table and fuck you raw in front of all of them," I warned him. His eyes glazed like he wanted me to do it. I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him hard.

"Get a fucking room," Gabe groaned.

Marissa giggled, "Lollipops." I turned to look at her with a smirk. She giggled again.

"What about lollipops, kitten?" I asked her.

She squirmed in Corey's lap and blushed as she spoke, "You, DM, and Nate have big lollipops right now, and DM's is poking me."

I cleared my throat as I heard a round of coughs and snickers around the room. "Why do you think that is, pet?"

She tapped her chin and grinned, "Nate wants you to touch his lollipop. You and DM want to touch each other's lollipops but you both act weird about it. I just wanna watch. It's better than cartoons." I noticed Corey's eyes widen at her words.

"Hmmm," I said. "What do you think Corey, should we let our kitten watch?"

He gave me a heated stare. "I think we should, but not today, little one. Sean says you need to rest."

She shrugged, "Okay." And like that, the subject was changed. She finished her dinner and Corey carried her into the front room where Gabe had laid out pillows and blankets. We all settled in and watched her as she sang and giggled through Moana. She flopped back on the pillows and asked, "Seany, what are we naming the baby?"

He gaped for a minute then replied "I'm not sure, little bug. Do you want to know if it's a boy or girl before they're born?"

She nodded and Gabe let out a breath, "Thank fuck. I've been freaking out trying to plan for nursery colors."

"No pink," she frowned. "I hate pink, but I really like blues and greens, ohh and purple. Red is nice too, but too angry for a baby, yellow is too bright. Black is too dark, grey isn't good for their eyes...hmmm, forest animals, yep I want forest animals. Cute little wolves and mooses," she giggled.

Sean crawled off the couch and placed his head gently on her stomach, and whispered to her stomach, "Watashi wa anata o aishiteimasu, watashi no chīsana hikari." Then he leaned up and kissed Marissa, whispering to her, "Soshite, watashi wa anata o aishiteimasu, watashi no tsuma."

She giggled, "I failed Japanese, Seany. What did you say?"

He grinned, "I told our child that I loved our little light, and I told you that I love you, my wife."

She frowned, "But I'm not your wife."

He kissed her again, "Maybe not on paper, little bug, but as far as we are all concerned, you became our wife the moment you said yes." Her eyes watered as she smiled and hugged him.

"The Northern Lights," Gabe said suddenly, as we all turned toward him. "The nursery. Spitfire wants a forest, so why not a tundra-style forest with the Northern Lights across the ceiling and part of the walls? That way it gets the blues, purples, and greens but also the forest."

She sat up, bouncing on her knees, "That sounds pretty, Daddy!" She threw herself in his arms as we all chuckled.  

Author's Notes: Just a fun filler chapter - but the Kota/Corey moment will come soon...how do you want it to play out?

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