Book Smart

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"You cannot crochet at the table, Princess. " No matter how cute the white and blue baby blanket he's making is. I know I should have waited until after getting some food in his beautiful belly to tell I'm that the tiara had finally arrived... But it's hard enough not mentioning the extra couple of items that I had ordered online when I had ordered the rest of the materials for the library... Or the fact that I know he'll pester me about having paid too much for overnight shipping so we could start using them today. I hadn't been sure what size would be right... Or what style he would be most comfortable with so I had ended up buying a variety of something I think my beautiful mate will certainly enjoy and be excited about due to it solving a little problem that we've been running into lately.  

"Daddy... I'm nervous..." He says the words like I can't already feel the cluster-fuck of butterflies whirling around in his chest and belly, his fingers still causing his thin crochet hook to twitch itself in and out of the looping yarn... A process I don't think I'll ever be able to understand, "What if it isn't right? Or what if I don't like it? You paid a lot of money for it and I don't want to end up letting it collect dust or having to return it... And what do you mean I can't crochet at the table? It isn't against the rules and the food isn't ready yet."

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Adrian
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If Silas doesn't stop dragging his butt making breakfast I think I might implode with my continually rising levels of nervousness effectively ruining the precious striped corner to corner blanket I've just started. And does he not understand that in order to get ready for our future nugget I need all the time I can get in edgewise with all of the projects I have in mind?

Before I can continue to voice my concerns Daddy's warm hand wraps around my moving one, his other hand still holding the pit of tongs that he's been using to snatch the waffles out of the waffle iron with, a smile greeting me when my eyes stray up to his face, "You can crochet just this once, but after this, I don't want to see yarn at the table again. It'll get dirty if you keep it at the table. " 

Once he's ensured that he's had my full attention in order to deliver his message he releases my hand and turns back to the task of making our breakfast, "You don't need to be nervous, Adrian. If you don't like it we just ship it back to them and pick out a different one. Maybe a different jeweler. It isn't complicated, and if it ends up being complicated, Daddy will take care of it."

There is an absolute joy in his voice when saying the last part of his statement just like there normally is when he gets to talk about taking care of things for me, his sweatpants clad hips giving a little wiggle as he pours the last bit of the waffle batter into the iron before letting it fall shut and making his way to the fridge to pull out one of the bottles of maple syrup he keeps stashed in the fridge. 

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Silas
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"I know you'll take care of me. Daddy... I guess I'm just nervous about playing dress-up... I've never actually worn stuff like this before and it's still really new." I know it takes a lot for my precious Bean to verbalize his feelings, communication an important part of any relationship even if his anxiety sometimes makes it hard for him to share. 

"I know, Princess. But that's the whole point of trying it, right?  To figure out if you like it or not, just like with the panties." And if he likes the tiara just as much as the ruffles currently encasing that sweet, sweet ass of his, the only other thing on his body being one of my old t-shirts, I don't think there will be any other man born on this planet past present or future that will be as lucky as I am... Just imagining him all dolled up and bouncing up and down on my lap makes me want to forget breakfast altogether and head to the mailbox now to get the now second piece of a collection I can already see starting to grow of a proper wardrobe for my Princess to prance around in whenever he feels like it, new sets of panties and tiny shorts that I had found after placing my order for drywall and the order for the surprise I wanted to get here today already ordered and due to be here in the next week or so, their website not offering overnight shipping like any other reasonable sight that sells such intoxicating clothing should. 

"You're right, Daddy... But I still think that I should be able to crochet at the table when we aren't eating. It's no different than reading... How else am I going to get all of the stuff for the baby made? What if I'm right and we made him this morning and I don't have tome to finish all his blankets and sweaters?" My sweet Baby seems content only to bounce from one worry t the other, his mind still so foggy I can't believe he can even focus on the fine stitches in front of him, the thickness of his yarn seeming to vary the more and more he pulls it from the middle of what I have been informed is called a skein.  

He should just be letting him float around upon the clouds that always surround him in his happy place up in subspace, but today it seems like he's trying to coast threw them in a kayak using a pool noodle for a paddle. 

I try not to let the thought make me laugh as I try to answer my Sweetheart, my mind sputtering to a stop when I turn around with the plates ready and in my hands only to find him with his project laid on the table still grasped in one hand while he gazes tenderly down at his tummy, his other hand pushing up the t-shirt so he can splay his palm right above the waistband of our new favorite pair of underwear. 

Sometimes this beautiful mate of mine knocks the sense right out of me... But it only makes room for more love and sweet memories like this one that I'll be able to tell our children about one day when they start to ask questions about what it's like to fall in love and the special bond that mates share.

A/n- Hey guys, so I had to give up on my Patreon for now due to a poor experience with them. It's nothing against them, tons of people have really positive experiences, mine was just not one of them sadly. 

I am still making the storybook blankets and still plan to offer them up(the money from which will mostly be put towards getting published) and all content that had been destined for it will now be posted to my social media accounts and on here. You can find it social media handled in my bio on here.

I am in the process of making a Ko-fi and will post the link to it in my bio when I'm ready. I really hope everyone is enjoying the story so far!