First Sight

Recovery

Content Warning: Smut. Mommy kink. 

Charlize's POV

The surgery was done with no complications and I was released from the hospital after two days. The living room had been set up for me to stay in. Mom and Lexie tended to me and treated me like a child. The hardest thing for me was not being able to play with Jackson and August or pick up Lizzie and Kim.

On the bright side, Lexie spoiled me with hugs, kisses, and cuddles. I could tell she wanted to curl up and snuggle with her body nestled against me rather than just holding me in her arms. She was, in almost all aspects of our relationship, the more submissive one. She even admitted to it. She had a difficult past. Abusive parents as well as toxic relationships, whether they be romantic, sexual, or "friendships." Most of her exes were abusive, so she sought out comfort and safety. These were two things that I seemed to provide for her.

After a few months, Mom took me to an appointment where I was cleared to resume physical activity. I got home, and the very first thing I did was pick up Kim.

"Were you cleared to lift heavy objects?" Lexie asked me.

"Yes, and I have been wanting to hold this little one for months. She's gotten a lot bigger since I last held her."

"Does that mean you can finally come back upstairs?"

"Yeah, it does," I tell her. I put Kim back in her rocker. I went over to Lexie, picked her up, and spun around. 

"What was that about?" She asks, laughing.

"You are small, and I have always wanted to do that. If you are up for it, I have something for us to do tonight that I have been dying to do." I say, smirking. She started to blush.

"I'm not that small. In regards to tonight, I am more than up for it. I want and need you."

"What kind of vibes did you use to say I gave off?" I ask smugly.  Her face went beet red.

"Dommy mommy..." She mumbled. I chuckled.

"Are you going to call me mommy in bed, baby?" I ask teasingly.

"Depends..."

"On what?"

"On many things. How good you are. How dominant. How well you can actually pleasure me." She smirked.

"That is a lot of confidence for someone so submissive and nurturing."

"Hey, I can be bold and dominating!"

"You can be angry, maternal, protective, and scary. You are also very confident, but we both know you cannot dominate me in bed. You don't even like it when I want to be the little spoon."

"I would rather lay on your chest, cling to you, or for you to hold me in the warmth and safety of your arms. Also, I am 5'2.5", okay. You are too tall to be little spoon. Either my legs can't bend or I am eye level with the bottom of your shoulder blade."

"And you're a bottom."

"No, I am not!"

"I love you, Lexie." I chuckle.

"I love you, too. But you can't dominate me outside of the bedroom."

"Okay, darling." I kiss her forehead and hug her.

"Kim will stay in the guest room with me tonight." Mom said.

"Thank you..." Lexie mumbled shyly.

"Oh yeah, mom is in the room." I laugh.

"How is that something you forget?"

"It's not my fault. I was distracted by your beautiful face."

"Oh, so it's my fault then?"