Caste to Class

Evil

Mummy- Ember

*Iris' P.O.V*

Mummy carries me all the way back to her room, settling me on her bed with a book. I cuddle into her, nursing from my sippy cup as I watch her lay back in bed to read. I'm tucked into her side so I'm not being ignored but I'm not happy with her either. At least not right now, I wanted her attention.

"Do you want me to read to you?" Mummy asks as she looks down at me, seeming amused when I smack the book out of her hand. Or well I try to but she's holding it quite tightly so I just end up hurting my hand.

"Owie," I pout as I wave my hand, letting Mummy press a kiss to it. A small pout on my lips as I fake a sniffle, trying to will tears into my eyes. It doesn't work though, seeing as Mummy pulls me against her and pushes my head against her shoulder.

"You just stay here, darling," Mummy says as she wraps her arms around me, keeping me held snuggly against her. I huff against her, turning my head to try and read her book. It was too hard to read though, so I settle for just cuddling.

"No falling asleep! You've already had one nap today," Mummy says. A groan escapes me at that, seeing as that had been my entire plan! Why else would I be using her as a cuddle companion?

"Let me read to you?" Mummy questions, looking down at me. That sounded nice, however I had a better idea. How about no reading and I nurse? I tilt my head as I look at her, tugging on her dress neckline.

"Oh... can't you be happy with your chocolate milk?! Why do you have to have my milk?" Mummy fake complains as she sits up, starting to tug her neckline down. In response to her words, I throw my sippy cup across the room and abandon it. Chocolate milk was fine but her milk was so much nicer!

I wait impatiently as I look at her, feeling like she was taking her sweet time. It was a good thing the necklines of her dresses were always so stretchy, it made it much easier to nurse. I watched as she carefully undid her bra, sliding it off completely so I can nurse.

I snuggle up to her, latching on once I'm situated. Mummy doesn't seem to be bothered, at least not truly. Especially since she can continue to read while I nurse. She's holding the book with one hand, her other hand resting on my arm since she's supporting me.

It was soothing, just being close to her and nursing. It made me feel so safe and small, feeling like a baby with how small my mind was. The skin to skin contact, my cheek against her breast as I nurse. The smell of her perfume was heavy from her dress, the scent clinging to her skin and reminding me of who was holding me. A reminder that Mummy loved me and wanted to hold me.

"You can't nap! I said no," Mummy says with fake anger as she cups my face, her thumb stroking along my jawline as I stare at her with wide eyes. Just taking in the sight of her as she stares down at me.

"Oh my Iris, how beautiful you are. My darling baby, how I am so lucky to have found you. What luck I must have to be blessed with you," Mummy whispers as she presses a kiss to the top of my head. I grin up at her, reaching up to touch her face.

"Mummy," I babble as I pause in my nursing, not sure if I wanted to nurse more or cuddle. Cuddling wins out, I decide, unlatching as I squirm to sit up and lean against her. Mummy fixes her dress back into place, propping me up against her. I nuzzle into her, feeling her hand rub my back.

"My baby, you're so sweet. Such a cuddlebug," Mummy says as she pulls my face back to cover my face with kisses. I giggle under her affection, squealing happily as she pauses just to continue as soon as I catch my breath.

"I'm nottttt, not sweet Mummy! I'm naughty," I inform her, squealing when she tickles my sides. Giggles of delight escaping me as she pulls me closer.

"You? Naughty? You don't even understand what that word means," Mummy says as she peppers my face with kisses again. I was almost positive that I was going to be covered in lipstick at this point, I hoped it didn't smear all over me.

"I do! I am! Very naughty," I argue, pouting slightly when she clicks her tongue.

"I disagree," Mummy says, making me shake my head again. I wrinkle my nose up at her, squealing when she prods my sides with her fingers and makes me jerk away slightly. Pouting at her for her awful behavior. That was so mean, I would never poke her like that!

"Mummy naughty," I say, squeaking when she tugs me closer.

"I'm naughty?! I'm naughty?!" Mummy says, making me giggle as she pins me down and tickles my sides. I couldn't believe her audacity! I would never tickle her either!

"Mummy is the naughtiest ever! So naughty! Naughty naughty!" I declare, giggling when she peppers my face in more kisses. I couldn't believe that she would do such a thing!

"Mummy! Stop it! Stop!" I squeal in protest, my protests dying down as she lets me up. A small smile on her face as she pulls me back up against her. I snuggle into her, trying to catch my breath. She was definitely evil! Like the most evil ever!

"Mummy is evil!" I decide to tell her, making her gasp in surprise as she looks at me. She looks hurt and I almost regret my words. That is until she lifts me off the bed.

"If I'm so evil, why am I being nice enough to allow you to run?" Mummy asks as she raises an eyebrow. Run? Why would I run?

My question is answered when she moves to get up and I quickly take off running, slamming the door behind me in an attempt to slow her down.

Was this chapter just an excuse to write a cute scene between Ember and Iris? Yeah, basically!