Newtmas One-Shots

RUBBER DUCKIE (NEWTMAS AU)

CONTAINS DADDY KINK!!

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Thomas was in the bath, splishing and splashing around. He had a rubber duckie in one hand, and he was swirling the soap from his body around the (now cold) water. His Daddy, Newt, was rubbing shampoo into his soft, brown hair. A ghost of a smile played on his lips as he observed his baby having fun.

A squeal fell from the brunette's lips as shampoo rolled down his forehead and slipped into his eyes. 

"Daddy!" He cried. He hated not being able to see the man who loved him.

"I'm right here, darling." Was the murmured reply he received, and a minute later there was a hand brushing across his squeezed shut eyes gently. "There you go, baby."

Thomas opened his eyes slowly. "Thank you, daddy." He beamed up at the dominant man who was stroking his cheek slowly. 

"My goodness, love," Newt said, his mocha eyes bright with love and admiration. "You've got the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen." He leaned in and pecked the submissive boy's lips quickly, ignoring the fact that there was peach-scented shampoo spread all over his smaller's face. 

"Now, why don't you rinse off, come out of the tub, and get dressed? I'll make us bangers and mash for dinner. I know that it's your favourite meal." His tone was gentle and coaxing, and it gave Thomas goosebumps.

He nodded eagerly. His rubber duck was clutched tightly in his small hand and his lips were blue. He didn't seem to mind, though, and Newt's heart swelled at the sight.

"Okay, baby boy. I'm going to go get you your fluffy, pink towel. I want you to be squeaky-clean when I come back." With that, he stood up abruptly. "I'll be back in one minute," he warned. 

Thomas knew that he had to obey his daddy. As much as he enjoyed his punishments, he decided to be on his best behaviour today. He turned on the tap and stuck his head under. After ten seconds, he decided he was rinsed enough and stood up. 

He decided to drain the bath for his daddy. He wanted to be a good boy today, because being good was rewarded. And he LOVED his rewards. 

He reached down to lift up the plug, but he ended up slipping. "DADDYYYYYYYYYYY!" He screamed as he tumbled backwards. He landed flat on his back and watched, terrified, as his rubber duck flew through the air. It soared in slow motion before proceeding to fall into the toilet bowl. 

Thomas's eyes widened, and his mouth formed a perfect "O". He lay there for a few seconds before he burst into tears. 

Newt came running in, the towel clutched in his hand. "What's wrong, baby?" He asked, flustered. His face was red and displayed worry, and he immediately dropped to his knees to make sure his darling boy was okay.

"Are you hurt? Did you bang your head? Quick, how many fingers am I holding up?!?" He hurriedly held up two fingers, but that only made Thomas cry more.

"Use your words, love. I need to make sure my favourite person in the whole world is okay." He coaxed gently, grabbing his baby's hand and squeezing it softly. 

At this, Thomas sniffled loudly. "M-my rubber d-d-duckie," he hiccuped. "I-it fell-l-l into the t-t-toilet." He burst into tears again. "I-i'm sorry, d-d-daddy." 

A smile spread over Newt's features and he failed to keep in a chuckle. "Is that all, love?" He laughed. "Oh baby, don't be sorry! As long as you're okay, I'm happy. It was an accident. It happens to us all." He snorted with laughter; the whole thing was absolutely bizarre. 

Thomas blinked and sniffled. "Are you sure, daddy? You can punish me if you like; it was my fault." His tone was sad.

"Oh, darling! Why on earth would I punish you? Now c'mere; let's get you dried." Newt stood up and pulled a naked Thomas with him. 

He wrapped the towel around his kitten's shoulders and rubbed him dry. He picked him up bridal style. "You can watch TV for half an hour, okay?" He said, kissing his Tommy's forehead. The brunette nodded sleepily.

"Okay, daddy." He yawned and snuggled into Newt's chest.

In less than two minutes, he was lying on the couch. Newt picked up the remote and put on some strange cartoon. "There you go, baby boy." He murmured. He walked into the kitchen and started making dinner.

Ten minutes later, he was seated beside Thomas on the couch, eating his dinner and rubbing his smaller's legs. "Are you okay now, baby boy?" He asked. 

The brunette nodded and yawned. "Yes, daddy. Thank you." He murmured, closing his eyes. In no time, soft snores were falling from his lips.

Newt smiled; Thomas was his baby, and he'd love him forever, no matter what.

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799 words.

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YIKES THIS IS SO OVERDUE AFSHJDGUYTDRSRETH

Anyway, I hope you liked it :)

This was my first time writing Daddy kink, so sorry if it's rubbish.

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