Actors Age Regression One-Shots

Unexpected Encounters at the Oscars - Elizabeth Olsen & Pedro Pascal

⚠️Trigger Warning: Breastfeeding⚠️

Yesterday was an eventful day for Lizzie. She had to attend a carpet, the screening, and many interviews for her new show 'Love & Death' for HBO Max. To say she was a little anxious is an understatement. And the fact that she was alone made it even worse. That's why she asked Y/N to fly out to Texas to have a session after her stressful Saturday morning.

Now, you may be wondering, who is Y/N? First you need to know, Lizzie is a little, therefore, she needs a caregiver. Since Lizzie being a little is a secret to everyone, even to her husband, Lizzie hasn't been able to get a permanent caregiver. That's where Y/N comes in. Y/N Y/L/N is a professional caregiver, more specifically, she's the caregiver of the stars. You wouldn't believe how many littles there are in the entertainment world.

A few years ago, a fellow little presented Lizzie to Y/N and they hit it off from the first age regression session they ever had. Some would say Lizzie is Y/N's favorite, but don't tell that to any of her other babies.

Back to the story, Y/N got Lizzie's call about a session in Texas while she was at home in LA. Hearing how desperate Lizzie was, Y/N decided to get a flight and go see her.

After Lizzie's busy morning full of work, she went back to her hotel and Y/N was waiting for her. As soon as Lizzie saw Y/N, she ran to her arms and let herself slip. The rest of their afternoon was spent by Lizzie getting a lot of her Mama's cuddles and kisses, watching movies, playing at the hotel's swimming pool, a long and calm bath, and a lot of nursing from Lizzie.

Today, Y/N woke up very early thanks to the sunlight seeping through the curtains of the hotel room. She ran her hand over her face to get the sleepiness off before looking to her side and seeing the cutest sight ever. Her baby girl, slowly tugging on her pacifier, with her beautiful bed hair, cuddling her side, absolutely at peace.

Y/N moved a few strands of hair away from her baby's face while she kept rubbing circles on her back. She left a couple of kisses on Lizzie's forehead before starting to help her wake up. "Wakey wakey, baby girl. You need to start getting ready for your flight"

"Don' wanna", Lizzie said behind her paci and cuddled deeper into Y/N's chest.

"I know you don't want to, but you have to. You're presenting at the Oscars today, isn't that exciting?", Y/N asked her baby while shaking her a bit and tickling her tummy. Lizzie giggled and nodded her head, still not opening her eyes. "Not only that, you get to go back home, and see Robbie and take care of your garden as well. Don't you want that?"

"Yesh bu' I wan' Mama to com' wif me", Lizzie said before hugging Y/N tighter.

"Baby, you know I can't do that. Nobody knows about me. And if you want to keep seeing me, you have to go back home, alone", Y/N told her baby, who just let out a sad huff. "I also need to start getting ready to catch my flight too so, what is it going to take to get you out of bed and ready for today?"

"Can I has Mama's milkie?", Lizzie asked, finally looking up at her Mama with her bright green orbs full of hope.

"Again? But you had Mama's milk four times yesterday. Aren't you hungry for something else?", Y/N asked curiously, but the only thing she got in response were whines and glistening eyes from her baby girl. Y/N thought about it for a bit before sighing deeply. "If you nurse, do you promise Mama you'll let her get ready and get you ready as well?", Y/N asked and Lizzie nodded promptly. "And you won't cry when I leave?", Y/N asked again but Lizzie didn't respond, not at first at least.

"No pwomises", Lizzie whispered. Y/N just chuckled before getting out of their cuddling position and laying Lizzie across her lap. Y/N unbuttoned her silk pajama shirt before unclipping her bra. Once the baby had access to her Mama's breast, Y/N guided the nipple near her baby's lips, and she latched on immediately. Lizzie nursed for about ten minutes before she started whining when no milk was coming out anymore.