Devon's been in the system for as long as he could remember, bouncing from house to house, but never finding a place he could call home. After finally settling into his new placement everything goes downhill fast. An incident at his school gets Devo...
"Get over here" he warned as I poutily waddled across the room wearing a T-Rex onesie. I admit I thought it was super cute until I found out I was the person who was supposed to wear it. Should've seen that coming. "Now bend over" Neco demanded. "But Daddy" I whined. Ya lets say 'daddy' didn't take my little stunt too well.
"1... 2... Don't let me get to three"
I bent over his lap begrudgingly. Undoing the flap on the back of the onesie (that was made so you didn't have to take the whole thing off during washroom breaks) he exposed my diaper-clad butt. "We'll see how much you like diapers after I smack your little booty" he said. With that said his hand sharply smacked down on my butt. It hurt... But not as bad. Damn diaper, making me appreciate you with such a sneaky trick. He landed a few more blows, making my butt burn before he closed the flap.
Setting me on his lap he wrapped his hands around my waist and looked me in the eyes. "Now what have you learned from this little experience, baby?" Neco asked. I glance down "That I shouldn't stroke your dick?" I ask sheepishly. He gives me the look. "Do you want another punishment? Because I've got all day" he says, calmly. "That I shouldn't tease Dom's, and diapers are usuful?" I try again.
He cracks a smile "not quite but I'll give you an A for effort.
He gave me a hand up and walked me to the kitchen. "Would you like something to drink, baby?" He asked me as he reached up to the shelf. I nodded my head "I want juice." He grabbed two cups and poured juice in both. He handed one to me and tuned around to grab his glass. By the time he turned back around I had chugged my juice down and I stood with my cup held out towards him. He shook his head with a smirk "thirsty, are we?"
"Very" I replied, shaking my cup in front of his face. He grabbed my cup and refilled it. "Thank youwww!" I say. He patted my head with his big, warm hand.
"Let's go play now" Neco encouraged, leading me into a small green room I never knew we had that was filled with children toys. Zeak sat on the carpet playing with Lego in his spongebob T-Shirt and shorts, when we walked in.... But he had a black Mohawk now. He looked up from his Lego tower "nap time already?" He asked rubbing his eyes. "Not yet sweetie, actually I thought you and Devon could play together." Zeak's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. He smiled and dragged me into the room "lesss Play! What do you want tow do? We could use Lego, building blocks, dolls... Or stuffies!" He squealed, pointing at the objects as he when't.
I sighed. This is so immature, playing with dolls, seriously. Glancing back at the door I see Neco looking at us. He raised a brow when I looked over at him as if I was going to run out the door. Turning back around and sighing once again, I said "let's play with the building blocks." Zeak squealed happily and ran over to a whinny the poo bin as Neco left. Bringing it back he dumped the building blocks on the floor in front of us. Throwing the bin to the side we got to work.
After about an hour we made an amazing tower complete with a stuffie or two sitting on top. Zeak giggled and hugged me, of course just because I'm in baby mode doesn't mean I'm not me. I was about to push him away until he whispered in my ear "your a greaaaaat friend." I smiled into his shoulder and hugged him back. Just this once.
"I see your getting along just fine" Neco scares me. I almost jump out of my skin, not realizing he was back again. I detached myself from Zeak and tried to play it off all cool like. Clearing my throat I shrugged my shoulders "just smelling his hair." Neco raised his brow but didn't question it. Zeak giggles "I smelt you too!" I roll my eyes and smiled.
"Nap time little cuties" Neco cooed. I started walking towards the door until Zeak pulled me back by my sleeve "we gotta pick up our toys" he stated. "I don't feel like it" I whine. After the look Neco gave me I quickly changed my attitude. I started picking up the blocks, and Zeak helped me.
Afterwards Neco led us up to yet another room I didn't know existed, to take a nap. Wow I'm really going to have to explore this place later. It looked like a babies room except with a bigger bed. The walls are painted a soft blue with a few birds flying around and a giant fluffy cloud in the middle of the ceiling. Zeak changes into his pjs before crawling into bed.
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Me and Zeak lay on the bed together and cuddle up in the warm blanket as Neco tucks us in, and damn if I'm not enjoying it. "Good night, sleep well" Neco coo's as he leaves.
A few hours later he wakes us up. I groggily roll over in an attempt to get back to dreamland, effectively pulling the blanket off of Zeak. He makes a cute rumbling noise in his throat before ripping the blanket out of my grasps. I try to pull it back until it's ripped from my grip once more... But this time it was Neco holding the blanket at the end. "I didn't plan on having to repeat myself" he states. I gulp and Zeak looks up at him with puppy dog eyes. "Now get downstairs it's time to eat." We both nod and walk into the hallway.
I walk towards my bedroom door and Neco stops me. "Where do you think your going?" He asks sternly. "Well..." I start. "I'm planning to be a ballerina, but if that doesn't work out I'll be an astronaut" I say sarcastically. He gave me a hard stare, but I couldn't help but see the side of his mouth quivering like he was fighting back a smile. "I expect a serious answer." I huff "I was going to get changed, obviously I can't go down there in this" I gesture towards my immature attire. "Actually you can, and you will" Neco says leaving no room for arguments. Bad memories cloud my brain as I struggle.
I try to push him away to no avail as he drags me downstairs. "It's okay, their use to this" he soothes. It gets harder to breathe the closer we get to the kitchen. I wipe a tear away from my eyes as I finally managed to get out of his grip. "No it's not okay!" I spit. Neco's eyes shoot wide open as he relizes what's happening before I do.
