Daycare|Cricky [C]

14|Lacey Loving

I know I said I'd finish the smut, but I have something better. There will be smut, I promise, but it's gonna be kinda short. I'm also gonna try and reduce the amount of smut a tad, and try to space the sexual scenes out from actual important events, if that makes any sense. -Ricky

"Ricky, we should hang out today!" Devin giggled as we walked out of the daycare together. "I'm going shopping, if you need a ride,"

I smiled a little. "That sounds wonderful, Devin, but I don't have any money. Chris is probably wondering where I am, and-"

"Hey, you can do what you want, dork! Besides, I'll pay for you." He smiled, adjusting his long skirt a bit. "Just come with me. I'll drop you off at your baby daddy's place after."

I laughed and shook my head. "He's not my baby daddy, Dev," I said softly. "But I'll tell him. That sounds fucking fun,"

He nodded and unlocked his car to let me in. "Call him,"

I shook my head, deciding to text my lover instead. 'Gonna go shopping with Devin, baby. See you in a few hours, sexy. Love you!' I typed, sending the message. "To the mall?"

Devin nodded, starting the engine. "Yep!" He chirped, sticking his phone in his bra to keep it out of the way.

'Who's Devin..?' Chris replied.

'A friend from work, baby.'

'I dunno about this.'

'Babe, it's nothing. He's just a friend.'

'Okay... See you later, baby.'

'Love you!'

'Love you too.' I have a small smile before tucking my phone into my jacket pocket. "Anywhere specific we're going?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'm gonna pop into Victoria's Secret, then get some new jewelry for my nose from Spencer's. Sound good?"

I blushed a deep red. "Victoria's Secret?"

"Yeah. I need to get some new underwear, plus they have some nice push-up bras I'd like to be my hands on." He replied. "There's a sale."

I nodded. "You always look so pretty, Devin... I could never pull off two genders. Shit, I can barely be a good looking guy." I chuckled.

Devin gasped happily. "Can I give you a makeover? Oh, pretty please, Ricky?" He gushed, gripping the steering wheel.

"What kind of makeover?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows in slight confusion.

"I'm getting you lingerie, and I'm gonna do your makeup." He smiled sweetly. "You're gonna look adorable."

"Mm... I think I like that idea." I blushed a light pink. "I'm not into cross dressing, really, but I do like trying new things," I said optimistically.

"Yeah," Devin turned into the parking lot. The mall was relatively close to work, so it was a short drive. "When I first started cross dressing, I was constantly watching Rupaul's Drag Race for ideas." He giggled. "Kinda dorky, but drag queens are the experts," He explained, parking close to the entrance.