Holland’s eyes studied Kells face, watching the way he looked between them and then finally reached down and took hold of his own cock.
It was kind of adorable that Kell still, somehow, felt nervous with him. Like he was uncertain and scared he would embarrass himself somehow.
His gaze flicked down to the hold briefly and something warm pooled inside of him again. The same thing that kept making him want to call Kell those names. The same thing that made him want to take care of him now. To protect him. To guide him and teach him things that he didn’t even know existed yet.
It was that thing that made him curl over again and whisper against his ear, “Then I want you to call me Daddy,” at the same moment he decided it was time to add a second finger. A slow, smooth but solid addition. “Can you do that?”
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It was kind of adorable that Kell still, somehow, felt nervous with him. Like he was uncertain and scared he would embarrass himself somehow.
His gaze flicked down to the hold briefly and something warm pooled inside of him again. The same thing that kept making him want to call Kell those names. The same thing that made him want to take care of him now. To protect him. To guide him and teach him things that he didn’t even know existed yet.
It was that thing that made him curl over again and whisper against his ear, “Then I want you to call me Daddy,” at the same moment he decided it was time to add a second finger. A slow, smooth but solid addition. “Can you do that?”