#(Still have 2 stories missing (?) lost in the mess that is my archive of notes -_- then finish up some shiny bonus art!)
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Gearing myself up to resume work on my lo~ng neglected doujin in December with some rough sketches + more coloring practice~
Bonus lil guys...
#MariPav#Gijinka Kirby#Magolor#Marx Kirby#Dess Art Post#However... I have to finish the Dess Cut first!#(Still have 2 stories missing (?) lost in the mess that is my archive of notes -_- then finish up some shiny bonus art!)#I want to randomly note that they're schedule to have yet ANOTHER costume change after this around chapter 9 or 10#One of the cute bits of these outfits that I'm fond of is how their colors begin to blend together ie they begin to match XD#“You claim you can't get along so why do you two dress the same?” “...Mags? You wanna take this one?” “/// N-NEXT QUESTION!”
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okay here are some tron 2.0 thoughts TEE HEE....... you have been Spoiler Warned for REAL!
tron fans talk abt this game with me okay 🥺
THIS GAME IS BEAUTIFUL .... MWWWWWAH!!!!!! i just love all the different environment designs, the color coding that went into the different computer systems was really cool too. my main takeaway is that the visuals Rule.
the npc designs were cool too but i kind of wish there was More variety (visually as well as voice acting)... but i really enjoy the design direction here ::-) why so many bald antagonist though? lol (AND WHY SO MANY MEN?)
In regards to gameplay i felt like it was pretty standard? i ended up using the basic disc weapon for most of the game because switching weapons takes Way too long if youre actively fighting, which is kind of a shame cuz there are so many weapon options... i did really enjoy the energy claw though 👍also the light cycle racing SUCKED and there was a graphical glitch that made it so that a bunch of visuals to my cycle were missing so i couldnt even enjoy the new design that was hyped up lol. as complicated as gameplay felt up front it definitely felt much better as it went on so it was pretty good.
game progression was very straightforward which i didnt expect..? go do this and then do that, etc. i thought it would be more open. this isnt rlly a complaint bc at least i wasnt lost or anything.
finding all the build notes was thankfully not hard but i enjoy poking around as much as i can in games already... and i liked the mechanics of searching archive boxes and being able to read emails between people ::-) YAY NOSINESS !!! despite finding all the build notes i still didnt end with the highest version i couldve...🤔 no idea how that works then...
moving on 2 story...
all the characters felt a bit flat so that was unfortunate... i wouldve liked to see some more emotions from everyone, bit more personality, etc...
i dont rlly know where jet's attachment to mercury came from, is he in love with this girl, if so why?? im thinking that since she was the first program to really reach out and help jet, that he latched on to her. but as the player i was kind of neutral on her SORRY although her design is cool
i was in disbelief that lora died and i was thinking she would just have been digitized and b in the computer somewhere? and there are allusions to her at least being superficially present in the program ma3a/ma2a etc (they have the same actress ^^__^^) but neither jet nor alan mention this which really shocks me??!!!??? thats your deceased mom or wife can u show a bit of tenderness or something..... maybe this can be cooked up more in an AU or something . idk i was really hoping she (and yori) would be around. i held on to hope for so long ✊️
OBVIOUSLY WISHING TRON WAS THERE... but omg alan being in the digital world shocked me so much i really liked that HEHE. him wearing tron's outfit was fun. i saw someone else in the tag say this, but if tron is "retired" then where is he?? INQUIRING MINDS WANNA KNOW !! he and jet werent very fazed by being digitized which surprised me buuut they also have to adapt fast given the urgency of their situation..
i felt rlly bad that thorne died SNIFFLE SNIFFLE jet and alan just watched a real guy die in front of them thats MESSED UP!! he was really cool too i enjoyed the corruption concept ::-) i was really worried the three fcon employees were gonna die too but im glad they implied that they could be repaired and manifested again.. (what is the word for un-digitized..?)
evil ma3a was really cool 👍 tbh all the antagonists are cool except im neutral on the kernel. i was confused that he was red i thought he was evil like in the original movie with the MCP's soldiers.. but i think hes just a guy who happens to be red. and also trying to kill u but just bc you (jet) are a freak of computer nature and should not be there. thats fair. i enjoyed his boss fight too.
THE FCON MONSTER WAS RLLY COOL HOW AM I NOT SEEING ANY FANART OF THEM.... ::-( i have to fix this... ALSO I WISH they had dialogue. like are they even aware of their situation. missed opportunity !!
okay thats all i can think of now.
WAIT UM I READ THE COMIC CONTINUATION(?) the ghost in the machine AS WELL and i dont have many thoughts on it bc it was really confusing BUT i did enjoy the layers of horror and unreality which i really did not expect. was also expecting the titular ghost to have more to do with lora (SIGH I REALLY WANNA SEE HER AGAIN) but it didnt but thats okay. i really liked the art of the first book specificaly.....
do any tron fans also like soma (2015) haha just wondering [TWIRLS MY HAIR
#original nonsense#personal#tron 2.0#disabling rbs but main-tagging anyways so tron fans wil talk to me maybe 🤔#LONG POST !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Damienette Arranged Marriage: part 2
Part 1
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Okay. Here comes another part. I apologize if I missed someone for the Tag list, but in two days this got more responses than my other fics get in a week.
Credits: Miraculous Ladybug team for the elements I take from MLB show. DC for their characters, @ozmav for the AU, @maribat-archive for giving me access to so many different stories to have take inspirations from and me for the plot.
Damienette Arranged Marriage: part 2
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"I am so sorry they dragged you into this!" She started to apologize to him and trying to hug him. His instincts told him to push her away, but he was too stunned to follow on it. This girl was actually apologizing him for her life being ruined? Just where did his mother find her?
Marinette began to cry her heart out. She felt lost. The boy awkwardly reciprocated her hug, patting her back. His armor was not the most comfortable, but she didn’t care. The girl was always good at reading people. She could easily see that he was just as confused by this situation, only chose not show it.
Damian gave her one more look. The girl felt so fragile right now. When she first apologized to him something inside broke. She was kind, caring and selfless. His first thought was what was he pulled into. She apologized him for something she had no control over. Back home there were plenty of girl that once they found themselves in such situation would blame him, or even worse, try to abuse the situation. She chose to instead try and conform him. Tried being key word, because she quickly became a crying mess.
“I am sorry. I usually don’t break that easily…” She said between sobs. That was too much for Damian. He separated from her and cupped her hands with his. He noted that she was speaking french, but it wasn’t a problem for him. He was fluent in it. Learned it even before English actually.
“There is nothing you should apologize for. If anyone is to blame, it’s my mother and the old man who assisted her. You have no fault in this. I hold nothing against you” He did his best to comfort her. Even after spending five years with Bruce and the rest of ‘Batfam’ (He still didn’t like the name), Damian learned a bit about human interactions, but he was still far from any good at it. The bigger was his surprise that the girl actually calmed down a bit. She was no longer sobbing, but her eyes were still red and puffy. She nodded slowly.
“Thank you. I… I don’t usually shatter like that. I live… I lived in Paris.” She stated as if it would explain everything. Damian frowned at the past tense.
“Don’t worry. You will return there. Mother will not hold us captive for too long. Father will come for me soon.” He assured her.
“I… I…” She was at the loss of words. Before she gathered her thoughts and managed to say something, a new voice joined the conversation.
“Mistress Talia want to see you both. Please follow me.” Three assassins stood in front of them. Marinette quickly grabbed the cage with Tikki still inside and pulled her closer. She had no idea how to open this thing and Kwami was unhelpful in that matter. She looked at the boy. Only now she realized they never exchanged names. He nodded to her and stood up. She did too and stood next to him. Her ladybug instincts were telling her to try and find a way out, but common sense demanded she hide behind the boy.
She took a closer look at him. He was quite handsome. With green eyes deeper than even the ones of Adrien and fair skin. He had completely black hair that was combed back into spikes. His armor was decorated with some intricate design that any other day she would copy right away because it looked so amazing, but she was still feeling too down. It was dark gray with gold trimming. The red cape was held in place under his pauldrons and lower part formed into sort of skirt to protect his tights. He had the sword at his belt.
Damian snarled at the three assassins. “Lead the way. Be quick.” He acted as cold as he could, trying to act like he used to before his father showed him different path. To his amusement, the mooks stiffened and nodded quickly, leading them to his mother. Cowards. He scowled. It didn’t escape his attention that the girl held herself quite confident now, especially since she was a mess just a moment before. There was something strange about her. The creature she was carrying in the cage was constantly speaking to her in french and supporting her. Maybe she was not just some princess stolen from her life after all. At the same time, she was still a bit clumsy and easily scared. It made for… endearing combination. Just what the heck is going on with me!
They were led to a large, comfortable chamber witch held a single king-sized bed, a clean desk and a coffee table surrounded with three armchairs. All was mostly green, with addition of red. He knew this place. It was his mother’s private chamber.
“Hello Damian.” Speaking of the Devil, Talia walked from a doors in the far corner of the room. He didn’t notice them at first, but they were there. She was still dressed in her normal attire. The woman sat on one of the armchairs and pointed Marinette and Damian to do the same. He reluctantly did, and only then his ‘wife’ followed. “Tea?” Talia spoke in French, fully aware that her son would understand her, but unsure about the girl. She pointed to a fancy chinese Teapot and three cups on the table. Marinette did try to reach it, but Damian grabbed her by wrist and shook his head, earning a chuckle from his mother. “Oh please. Damian, poisoning you now would be counterproductive. I wouldn’t want to loose my new allies.”
“What is your game, Mother?” Damian hissed (also in French), but he let go of Marinette. She shakingly reached for the set. Talia smiled at the girl and helped her.
“Oh. Quite simple. Instead of removing a threat, I got us an ally.”
“Got you an ally. I already said I don’t want to have any part in this.” Damian said in cold fury. Marinette just sipped her tea, watching the two and slowly calming. She registered everything going on between them and her worries weren’t calmed in even smallest way.
“You will thank me one day son.” She stated. “But that’s not why I invited you two.” She pulled a small key and tossed it to Marinette, who instinctively catched it. As clumsy as she might be, she did have a good reflex. “There is no longer a point in holding the Kwami in cage.”
Instantly, the girl opened the cage and Tikki flew out, cuddling into Marinette. There were no spoken words between them, but the fact that they were both here was enough.
“What is this mother?”
“This, Damian, is a Kwami. A small god if you wish. But I am sure your wife will tell you more about it later. Now there is more pressing question: what’s next?”
“What do you mean?” Both the boy and girl asked confused.
“You are married now. But what do you plan on doing with it?” She smiled at the befuddled expression on their faces.
“First, I want to state that I despise you right now Mother. Forcing an innocent, powerless girl into this was crossing a line.”
“Excuse me?!” Tikki shouted, surprising Damian. “Marinette is anything but powerless! She is the bravest, kindest, most selfless and caring person that I know. She is strongest Ladybug yet so be careful how you speak about her, Heir of Demon!” The small Kwami shouted at the even more befuddled Damian. Talia was smirking until Tikki turned at her. The expression of cold fury didn’t work well on something so cute and with her pichy voice her anger was more endearing than scary. “And don’t get me started on you, daughter of Demon! You dare forcing my Chosen into this disgusting plots of yours. You are lucky she is too important to me to endanger her because otherwise I would get Plagg to wipe out this whole mountain range just to get you!”
Back in her armchair, Marinette tried to meld with the furniture. She wanted to disappear, become invisible. But at the same time, she couldn’t help but be thankful to Tikki. She was defending her and Marinette was happy to know that she is cared about. The girl looked at the two other humans in the room to see the boy… her husband… unnerved by the Kwami and the woman… her mother-in-law… looking amused. “Tikki! I think that’s enough. I just want to go home, to my parents…” Ladybug tried to calm her friend.
“I believe we were not yet properly introduced.” The woman stated. “I am Talia Al Ghul and this is my son…”
“Damian Wayne.” The boy interrupted, sending a deathly glare at his mother.
Marinette stared at him with an open mouth like he just declared to be a werewolf. She never saw any pictures of Wayne kids before, but something was telling him this was true. He didn’t need to lie to her in any way. They were already married. On that thought she had to keep tear from forming in her eye. She then realized that he was waiting for her.
“Oh! Right! Sorry! My name is Marinette. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Or now it will be Marinette Wayne? Or Marinette Dupain-Cheng Wayne? Do you use your mother’s name as well? Because then it would be Marinette Dupain-Cheng Al Ghul Wayne… Oh Kwami! How am I supposed to fit it under ‘name’ label in documents!” She started babbling completely random things until Damian placed a hand on her.
“Calm down. Breath. Don’t worry about it. I will take care of this.” His voice was perfectly calm, without any emotions. His face also took a bit more genial appearance, but he was still scowling in his mother’s direcion. Marinette slowly returned to senses.
“I am so sorry. I usually don’t panic. You know. Living in paris with all the Akumas.” She actually smiled. Never before Damian saw such prominent smile.
“What is Akuma?” He asked.
“Wait, you never heard about Hawkmoth?” She asked surprised. “I thought the news reached to America… Maybe that’s because Justice League ignored…” She stopped for a moment, remembering that her identity was supposed to be a secret, but then again, with Tikki floating around there was no real point in trying to cover it. “ignored my call for help back when I first became Ladybug. It’s been almost two years now that he is terrorizing Paris though.” She remembered when she became Ladybug, after particularly close Akuma attack she decided to call in help. She used her yo-yo to contact the League, but Green Lantern laughed in her face, calling it prank and threatening to sue her.
“And Justice League didn’t do anything? You look my age!”
“I am fifteen thank you very much.” She huffed.
“Exactly! So you’ve been doing it since you were twelve? Did you at least have some help?”
“Well, there was my partner, Chat Noir. And later on Master Fu trained me to be the next guardian.” She saddened on the thought of her former teacher.
“So two barely-teenagers were the only people protecting city from a terrorist attacks?” Damian was suddenly fuming. He had no idea why, but he felt protective over this ray of sunshine. She did not deserve this. “And the Justice League didn’t help?” She shook her head in response. Damian felt his hand instinctively go to his sword.
“But that’s a good thing. I don’t think I would be able to deal with akumatized Superman. Or even Flash. Or any other hero.”
“Don’t worry. I will have a talk with them about that.”
“You know them?!” Marinette screamed. Well, he was Wayne, but she didn’t think even the richest family in America had this kind of connections.
Talia watched this exchange with amusement. Maybe this girl wouldn’t be so bad for her son. She was reluctant to agree to this, but ultimately it was necessary. And now that she saw them interact they seemed like perfect couple. She brought light into the darkness that dwelled in her son while he gave her stability.
“Guess since you revealed your secret to me, it would be only fair for me to reciprocate.” He stated, sighting. “I am Robin.” He dropped the bomb as casually as he could. She looked at him with open eyes.
Before either could say anything more, there was a commotion outside. Talia instantly jumped from her chair and pulled her gun. Damian drew the sword and held it close. For a brief moment a memory of the attack Deathstroke led at the temple five years ago returned to his mind. Marinette looked at Tikki. The Kwami nodded, instantly understanding what was that about. “Tikki! Spots on!” She shouted and pink light enveloped her. When it died, Marinette was now dressed in red skintight bodysuit covered in black spots and with a black turtleneck. On her face was a red mask with five black spots that were in a symmetrical design. The bands holding her hair back became red ribbons, resembling a ladybug's antenas.
Damian wanted to stare at the girl, but the commotion got closer and closer to the doors. He took stance, ready to attack. Next to him, Ladybug started to spin her yo-yo in front, forming a pink shield.
The doors finally bursted open, revealing a towering man in suit that resembled bat in some way. “Demon Spawn!” Behind him came another voice, calling to the boy. Former assassin only groaned.
“Shut up Todd!” He scowled and sheathed his sword. “Looks like cavalry is finally here. Took you long enough.” Damian turned to Marinette. “Meet my father and a bunch of idiots that he adopted. I am still the only blood son mind you.” He announced that last one with pride.
“Whatever keeps you running demon spawn.”
“Stay silent Drake or I will make you!”
Bruce watched stunned. “Damian! No names in the field.” Batman gave another murderous glare at the girl. Everything about her practically screamed hero, but Bruce was a tidy bit overprotective about his family. To his surprise, the girl didn’t even flinch at his best patented bat-stare ®. She just smiled, but Damian spoke faster.
“I already told her about us. She knows who I am and even a complete idiot would figure the rest from there. And mother knew all along, so I still don’t see a problem here.”
“And why would you tell her everything?!” Jason screamed, still hidden behind Batman’s towering posture.
“Because she is my wife Todd!” Damian screamed. The silence in the room was thick enough that if the assassin swinged his sword, he would be able to cut it in half. Finally, Bruce was the one to break it.
“Fuck.”
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@pheonixashtree @sassakitty @unabashedbookworm @vixen-uchiha @maggiecc12 @actualdisasterwoman
#fanfic#fanfiction#crossover#marinette x damian#guardian!marinette#maribat au#maribat#damienette#arranged marriage au#maridami#order of the guardians#league of assassins#batman
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#writersmth2020 • (12) meet cute
(12) meet cute [ouat, captain charming]
author’s note: about 2 yrs ago i started a captain charming enchanted au that i never finished (surprise, surprise). i had actually stopped writing right before the two first meet, and this seemed like a good opportunity to start working on it again. will i finish it now? no idea, but i enjoyed hopping back in because i was very excited about it initially and i kinda hate that it’s unfinished. you can read the first chapter on tumblr or the archive. oh also for @phiralovesloki, who never gave up on me or this stupid story.
+ Killian’s adult life, his pre-Prince-from-another-land life, starts like this: With a handful of unfortunate “misunderstandings” with local law enforcement; a worrisome drinking habit that he often ignored; a nebulous, unexamined fear that he’s been left behind; and a large number of fleeting, meaningless relationships that had only become so due to his own infuriating habit of allowing them to be. So, yes, according to most, Killian Jones was living what some would refer to as a “sad life” (or perhaps a lonely life, at the very least).
He might respond that he in fact “liked it that way,” but any discerning sort of person would be able to suss out that lie rather quickly.
If his life were like one of his mother’s wretched storybooks, the otherwise mundane, rainy evening in October when he almost totaled his bike would be considered the “incendiary incident.” The moment when the story really begins—a suggestion that all of the blather leading up to this has been nothing more than literary window dressing. There is an argument to be made however, that the moment in question would indeed feel less like the “inciting action” had it lacked the proper and necessary context.
The real trouble with saturated, dark city roads at night is the fact that they become nothing more than garbled reflections of the circus of light that surrounds them. While they might be perfectly black and impermeable during the day, in darkness they become quite a bit more ominous. Despite the most logical parts of you screaming otherwise, there’s still a niggling concern that if you’re not careful you could take a wrong step and tumble into the odd, rippling echo of an inverted city you’ve never seen before.
Killian’s traversed these same streets on a number of previous evenings, and through worse weather than this, but for whatever reason, on this particular night, it seems to be unusually bad. The wind whips between the buildings creating paralyzing pockets of frigid air, as the drains clog with garbage and leaves, causing the puddles to become dangerously deep; those confounding, reflected surfaces becoming even more unknown and void-like.
He’s only a few blocks from home, on the cusp of admitting to himself the precariousness of current travel conditions when he sees it—a gleam out of the corner of his eye. City lights do not gleam. Soft, yellow light glowing from behind long, sheer curtains also hold no unique, eye-catching sheen. Speeding through city streets on the back of a motorbike requires a certain degree of concentration. If you’re the sort to become easily distracted by twinkling lights and the occasional odd bit of human movement, you’re not fit to be driving. It’s why he thinks of it as a “gleam,” rather than say… a light you might see emanating from a billboard or a traffic stop. Not to mention the fact that if this were any other normal kind of illumination, it wouldn’t have caused him to become distracted enough to completely miss the crater-like pothole on the road in front of him.
This strange new land is loud—loud enough that he would almost feel compelled to clap his hands over his ears… if not for the bright, flashing lights that look nothing like any open flame he’s ever seen. He would be tempted to shut his eyes… if not for the sight of the tall, tall, tall vertical structures that he would maybe call castles if he weren’t so terribly confident that he wasn’t in his kingdom any longer and they likely weren’t castles at all. If the sights and the sounds weren’t enough to convince him, the throngs of oddly dressed people staring at him as if he were the strange one certainly was. It takes him a few moments amidst the chaos of his new surroundings, but he remembers all the same—the sickeningly red, wet sheets; the sound of his newborn daughter’s cries, and that final glimpse of her in the arms of some nefarious, hooded figure, disappearing into a swirling vortex.
He breaks into a run, his cape flapping heavily behind him.
He has no earthly idea where he’s running to; only that he’s a father who’s lost his only daughter and he is entirely unmoored. Perhaps for the first time in his life. There’s no specific destination in mind but speed has to be a factor, right? After all, he jumped right in after them. Maybe they’re not so far ahead that he can’t catch up, so long as he runs. He’s finally stumbled on a somewhat quieter street when he witnesses the strange metal contraption only just manage to skirt a rather large hole in the ground before emitting an ear-piercing screech and collapsing onto its side. He’s stunned for a moment, and wonders if perhaps it’s some kind of animal, but when it fails to move and he notices the man who seems to have fallen underneath, he rushes over, his curiosity temporarily waylaid in favor of playing in a more familiar role.
It’s difficult to discern in the dark, but at a glance the man in question is dressed almost entirely in black (which doesn’t seem smart in any land), with short, unkempt hair that’s grown over his ears and across his forehead. For a few moments he’s worried that the man is dead, but he emits a small groan and David springs into action, pushing the “beast” away and pulling him off the street.
As he slowly regains awareness he curses himself for having gone on what feels like a historic bender. Because how could his head hurt this much otherwise? And it’s only when he starts to feel the numerous aches growing elsewhere, along with a distinct lack of dry, soft bed sheets that he starts to remember the painful, confusing reality of a few minutes previous—that bloody gleam, the pothole, the momentary sensation of dreadful weightlessness. Christ, his bike.
“Hey,” he hears (along with a mild, worrisome ringing), as if from a distance, “Hang in there, okay? You’re gonna be okay.” And then, at a softer pitch, “...I think.”
“Ugh,” Killian manages, a nauseous feeling building in his stomach, “please tell me you didn’t call an ambulance.”
Even in his post-nearly-flattened-by-his-bike state, the thought of cumbersome medical bills on top of the repairs he was certain needed to be made on the bike was a whole other kind of headache he could happily do without.
“You’ll be pleased to know that I don’t know what that is,” replied the deep, noticeably pleasant voice floating somewhere above him.
In any other circumstance there likely would’ve been a short chuckle after that, but Killian feared some for the state of his ribs at the moment, and merely grunted some more. “Bully for you then mate,” mumbling, “overpriced nonsense. I’ll be fine.”
This is one of my favorite parts of this story—no matter how many times I’ve heard it. The first time he laid eyes on him. Before all the mess that came after (myself included); before he started to realize the kind of story he was in, the only thing he could see (so he says) was dad’s eyes. Which, as a teenage girl, I am fully ready to believe. And dad does have pretty eyes.
“Not that I don’t appreciate the help,” Killian started, wincing from the streetlight overhead, “but is that a cape you’re wearing?”
Not just a cape (although really, who just wore a cape these days)—the man hovering over him, his rescuer, for all intents and purposes, who he was slowly beginning to realize might have actually been the cause of his current predicament, was draped in an absurd amount of Renaissance faire finery. From the fur-lined cape to the loose-fitting blouse, Killian began to suspect that the man in question had not been trying to be funny when he claimed to have no knowledge of ambulances. Or perhaps, Killian began to think worriedly, he had ridden in a fair number himself.
#@hencethewriter#writersmonth2020#captain charming#cc: saved my life#idk gang#i might have to finish this thing
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Return of the Thief Notes, Part Two: The Book of Pheris, Volume 2, Chapters 1-5
Notes from my first read, October 2020. (Part One | Part Three | TaT)
Contents: Me losing my mind in multiple ways each chapter, helpful links, nighttime garden cousins, an Irene pun, notes from my second read, “mwt is just like going for it,” and “this is so fucked up and heartwarming.”
Format: Page number. My thoughts (Context?)
Volume 2
Illustration
Book 2 bro
Now we’re caught up and changed forever by lots of things
What printer’s apprentice made this?
Elephants!
Chapter 1
175. me too, Costis, me too. I am so tired. (it’s hard to sleep when your brain and heart and everything are fizzing because you’re reading Return of the Thief for the first time and a new Queen’s Thief book for the last time)
176. Klimun + Gerosthenes vibes [moon doodle]
Holes in documents. That’s cute
Gen!!! <3
Wtf Ansel was hoodwinked!
177. The Queen waited
They’re ridiculous
Hi Pheris
Wtf he stole her earrings for Melheret?!?
178. Excuse me??? What is this book (sleeveless leather tunic)
He still roams!!!
Tattoos!
179. a sentence I never fucking expected to read ever “The absence of tattoos…”
180. that’s interesting
Stacked like kindling wow oh dear
181. She wants him to move in lol
Lol sorry Ion
Did she just want them to leave the room?
182. I can’t with this… I can’t. Why is sex symbol Relius canon. (the play that featured him! It’s great, it’s great, it was just a lot to take in!)
Silver crown?
183. Cleon! Rude!
Did they call Costis to deck him?
Queen scene!! <3
184. This is an epic. Abt Costis. Dirty stranger
185. he’s “the high king”
Lol
187. prophet (Pheris sure makes Costis sound like one)
Shut up Piloxides
188. resources for war! (book launch foreshadowing part two! She talked a lot about this kind of thing as well, and recommended the book Alexander the Great and the Logistics of the Macedonian Army)
189. “we”
What were you gonna say (Gen almost says something to Costis part one)
193. RIP The Magus Archives … it was not to be. Yet.
194. Melenze’s doorstep. Why? Bc Melenze is Ferria’s dog. (idk dude that line from ACoK has just never left me)
195. This is … a big war
196. Oh gen
Nighttime garden cousins.
Chapter 2
197. wtf did Relius think of that play
Also … not a peep from the sacred mountain huh
198. wtf will happen with Cleon
with Erondites
with THE MOUNTAIN
a lot going on
everyone was in that room but Kamet! So close!
199. Cute Fordad + Gen friendship (I never said these notes would make me look smart)
Same 2 T + R! :) It’s not them is it? (I NEVER SAID THESE NOTES WOULD MAKE ME LOOK SMART)
Poor Teleus
200. gdi Gen
Excuse me? Is he worried for Pheris??? (taking his tablet)
They trust each other! C’mon!
Sure he has reasons
202. oh dear. :( that’s … the worst cover story
Also falling
203. wow almost like a story huh
Ula’s altar :(
Why haven’t we had a Gen and Costis scene IN THREE BOOKS
205. I just … I don’t know if he’s just miserable or if it’s all a plan. I feel like I should know it’s all a plan. But he really feels like he has far to go. He’s just a mess and the same and so different. (having a small Gen meltdown)
205. he did give him the gun
Odd that he missed Quedue
206. he’s gonna bite them (buckle up! it’s abdication time!)
207. Power. Power. Power. Power.
Thx 4 the editorializing Pheris
208. Gen is making choices. That’s a choice.
209. There’s KoA down the drain
Aaaand he’s Eugenides
“Eugenides stared into the future”
The page of like 3 different tumblr posts: Trophy husband, Library, No! yes!
210. make sure he doesn’t leave lol
211. Pheris :(
Also fucked up timing for Irene
I love them
212. again with the birthday book
He’s still the king in the narration
Go on the roof! So close!
213. EUGENIDES IS ALWAYS APPROPRIATE my motto
Viper! Bastard!
Oh shit. I love them.
214. “our treaty” “our queen”
AAAH! Wedding night!
Asked her to leave!
Smash Erondites and peace out, literally
215. a frank talk
HE SAID IT.
216. The Bructs?
Wait is this his grandfather (taking a moment to remember all about Susa)
Also that’s Costis territory
217. who is this lion
218. #3 to Gen.
219. hmmm ring
There’s been a lot to unpack wow.
Did this happen, Pheris? Pheris?!
220. Atté atté!
(Dear reader: for some strange reason, I completely forgot about taking notes on the final pages of this chapter. These notes are from when I reread those pages a few minutes later.)
Erondites full cup to brimming
The Pherises…
We must think of others before ourselves … occasionally
I do not like Orutus
Don’t fence Costis in! Does this count as prison? No (I had a square on my bingo board for “someone ends up in prison” ... but it turned out to be for someone else)
221. damn Costis
Aaah
Costis …
Irene… your jokes (I mean, it’s a joke, but also it is very real for her.)
SHE SAID IT!
My heart
222. where is Relius going?
SPYING
What you see and what you think it means (I love these instructions/this quote so much)
So are Susa + Erondites 2gether or what (listen ... proximity generates meaning in these books)
Also, like
What can
I say
WHAT CAN I SAY (Hell yeah! Never more glad to be wrong about the magus)
[page long list of doubles and parallels - from Cleons and Pherises and Ions to god-character and character-character connections]
Also the fact that in KoA and TaT Relius was like … oh … no … I just live a gentle life being friends with my king and queen and being scholarly. But no. He’s SPYING and TRAVELING MYSTERIOUSLY and has MANY LOVERS and also has been WITH TELEUS ALL ALONG and there is a PLAY written about him and he has a ~messenger~ network and PLAYS THE FLUTE and DOESN’T MAKE HIS BED and DISLIKES MATH and oh and he’s VERY HANDSOME! (Yes I was losing it, I hope my note from after the poem helps show some of the feelings behind this rant.)
Fucking … Wine shop. Should have known.
Chapter 3
224. ominous
Hello magus!
Sophos … babe (his impatience!)
225. Magus … cool your socks that’s your bff (he’s just describing Helen’s dead body! Fun!!!!)
In the van
That was good I love them
Why is it Couples Hour?
226. finally we’re out of the capital of Attolia
Ok they’re so cute
She was NEVER Helen in ACoK narration!
Also – Pheris. This is all Pheris. (Pheris plus information others told him!)
227. Bringing each other up to date – that’s their thing. Talking forever
All this talk of shooting Therespides
228. EX FUCKING SCUSE ME (time to learn a lot about the country of Eddis)
He was 15! (or almost 15)
He didn’t know! Or did he!
The MoW!
All thru Pheris
Fuck you magus
When did he know
229. EXCUSE ME
The emeralds?
Assumed the worst?
That classic quote about little to do with winter but with “seducing other people’s lovers”
230. yeah Sophos that’s a lost cause (“spare me my blushes”)
Also she didn’t answer you
What are they laughing about (the generally nameless men we’re learning many things about this chapter)
233. Gen I think it’s fair to say that was a mistake
234. wtf Gen
GEN! he just. Had those. (the jewels!)
Her crown
I cannot
235. Gen!
237. Crash
Her CHANGES
238. THESE TWO
239. called annux
Yeah it’s like … a family meeting (the war council)
Bring your father to work day
241. Oh no.
Stenides! Boagus!!!!!!!
EDDIS!
Wolves! Lol
mwt is just like going for it
243. aww
Eddis > Boagus > Gen
244. Yeah I’m with her on this. (“if that doesn’t frighten you, it should”)
Chapter 4
245. Gen and Magus scene yes!
Two people affected by his long hair (Gen and the magus? I think?)
Pheris are you there?
Gen … you used to wish yourself out of existence
Wow
Hair vanity
Yeah also battlefield
Ion is a darling tbh
248. Is he. Is he going to fight all of them
Also they are all his cousins huh
AULUS! I liked you!
Same, Hilarion
Taking a page out of Costis’s book?
You have definitely seen it before. (I mistook his lie for truth!)
Will Costis hear about this? (please)
249. #4 to Gen!
Pheris where are you
Why doesn’t the Continent want to conquer them (do I get partial credit for this)
A tattoo!
250. “Do not offend the gods”
Honestly … too bad Helen DIDN’T do this
251. he said he’d give all he had
I’m sure there are rules
253. Just men? :( (let everybody fight him!)
Ornon is back! I mean, of course he is
Also yea they practice
HELLO ORNON
A house being built … or one knocked down. Nice
Is Teleus in on this?
254. Pheris called him my king!
255. I wanna know which guards though
:( he’d been faking
Kicked him in the head (ouch)
256. “when he fell”
I … don’t like this
He never gives up. The thieves don’t have limits. They have flash points.
Stepped on his hand
“Enough Gen” – what Irene said?
257. :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
The magus. I forgot he was there.
The magus said … nevermind …
The magus is probs very into this as a cultural thing. Also he was talking to the MoW
Pigeon. The sky. :( Like in TT (OH BOY, THE SKYYYY)
If there was a god, Pheris would see…
258. They’ve, they’ve been through a lot.
Oh god what’s next
259. I … no. not in his arms to the palace.
The palace where….
The stairs…
They are all 3 lookers. Basilisks and brass and lead
I hate this. But I love this.
I will someday see this differently.
Ah yes… the grunt. Approval.
260. Honestly, this is so fucked up and heartwarming. These books.
Lol don’t defend Hilarion, we know him
Eddis visits him.
Attolia watches him.
261.WTF Gen. I knew it. Why.
Crying or laughing? Crying? :(
How does this not undermine her now that he is her king?
But … what he wouldn’t do for her.
262. “he did fine”
This book is like… Reasons Gen Says Sorry
So, so… - Helen
GEN!
263. I am right. I am always right. It’s a curse.
Helen :( :( :(
The amount of times these people have seen him beaten.
He’s like … self destructive, but in a way that gives himself more power. Which he hates.
Gen, let them in. Let them in.
Chapter 5
264. honeycomb
OH NO. is it happening?
266. I’m just supposed to accept this?!! What does it mean?!
267. … a my king moment … important
But like … now can he fight?
Caryatid? [doodle after I looked it up]
268. Teleus!
C’mon Teleus. Everyone you love or respect loves him!
Honestly Pheris and Teleus … not a duo I expected
THESE TWO ARE SO DEDICATED TO TELLING HIM THAT! Ok I should chill. At least he said “may.” These are like … Pheris’s life lessons.
Honestly… I love that Teleus likes poetry, or at least likes it for Relius.
269. Lol Legarus. It’s been years! I mean, I guess that was a big deal for him… (almost being executed is a big deal for most people.)
Does he not love Gen because of Relius? Because Gen manipulated him? Because he keeps sending away his successor? Why on earth not! Hop on that train! (...)
It’s interesting that their relationship is the one that touches Pheris, not Gen and Irene. Hm.
Also … “Idiot.” The parallels.
“relatively gently” (it’s so good)
~Teleus here to talk about love~
This book is full of surprises.
270. That is NOT the bright side, Gen (“I could use my newfound authority to insist on going into battle”)
271. BUNNY! Wtf is a wineglass warrior
Very cute everyone, good job.
Still sad about Helen’s tears.
271. Gen. Don’t say these things. [volcano doodle]
272. SEE I was worried about this! The doubt!
I am not ok
This is TOO MANY Eddisian Revelations (Lader time)
Yeah. Wow.
273. Cleon x5
I … his grandfather
No.
Baby Helen begging
How did Pheris get this scene
Gen chose Cleon for his plan
275. IRENE WITH THE STATS!
276. lol Gen
My brother Sounis!
277. Missing Relius club.
Where is he though
Yes! Sophos Gen food fight!
Grapes!
“Wisdom”
He’s “the king” here and in KoA bc that’s the story but also that’s who he is to Pheris and Costis
278. So how did that Irene and MoW meeting go anyway?
How does Aulus know???
Thief short story! Probably terrible to reread, oh no
279. Are … are Aulus and Boagus together???! (“his slightly smaller partner”)
This feels … potentially traumatic … but fun? Idk
Fleece
280. This dang book. No rules!
The chandelier! So dramatic!
Mwt had … a lot to put into this one. A lot. A lot.
283. “not the Thief he was chasing”
284. The queens! The salute!
He can’t give this up.
Official Worries:
100,000 soldiers heading towards Kamet
Re: Lyopidus, Gen called Sophos his brother. Helen apparently might BE his sister. Temenus and Stenides are also going to a war where 9/10 will probably die.
Also
the MoW could have been a king if he’d stolen Helen’s throne. A lot there.
why does this book have the vibe of the library post, my comic from 2010, the king and queen interactions here, and the military tactics dream
#part twooo#word clouds next#the queen's thief#return of the thief#mwt#rott spoilers#return of the thief spoilers#something i
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Daniel - (my first story)
( I am not currently writing but here is an oldie I wrote several years ago. My appologies for any formatting issues imprting this from my archives!)
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Chapter 1 - “What is Going On”
Daniel had met Nathan at a party a few weeks back and they hit it off right away. From that first night, Daniel had spent the majority of his time with Nathan, often staying the night. The sex was amazing and the two seemed to have much in common. They were just naturally comfortable with each other as if they had known each other for years.
It was Saturday and Nathan and his friends were getting together for a party. They got together every few months and Nathan said this party would be a bit different. . Daniel had met a few of them and they seemed nice enough and he thought nothing of the comment. On the day of the party, Daniel was tied up and would arrive late so they decided to head up separately. The party got going just after eight and by the time Daniel arrived around 11:30, Nathan was relaxed and talking to one of his best friends.
“You’ve seem pretty relaxed there,” Daniel noted to Nathan who pulled him in and greeted him with a hard passionate kiss. “I am for sure. Go get yourself a beer and tell me about your day.” Nathan smacked Daniels butt as he ushered him to the kitchen. Daniel had been out in the sun all day and was tired but made no issues of getting caught up. The group was easy going and seemed eager to chat with him, asking about his past and general interests with several quite interested in how he and Nathan where getting along.
The clock on the wall showed 2:05AM and neither Nathan or Daniel were in any shape to drive. Nathan walked up to Daniel who was deep in conversation and took him by the hand, “Are you ready to get going? I checked and we are good to leave the cars here for the night. We can cab back to my place.” Daniel had hoped he would be staying over with Nathan and after they said good night to the remaining guests, he grabbed a bag from his car he had brought in anticipation.
Daniel rested his head on Nathan’s shoulder as the two discussed the party on the way back in the cab.
“Your friends are really cool,” said Daniel.
“They are” Nathan responded, “They were on their best behavior for you. It was not our usual gathering so I hope you had a good time.”
“I suppose,” said Daniel, not sure really what to make of the comment. It wasn’t the first comment that puzzled him that night, but he was tired and decided to let it go closing his eyes as he rested against Nathan.
The cab ride was about 30 minutes and when they arrived, the long day in the sun and the drinking had obviously taken its toll on Daniel and Nathan suggested they get to sleep as they had all morning to catch up. The two stripped down and hopped into bed with Nathan pulling Daniel in tight and giving his butt a light slap. It was only minutes before the two were both sound asleep.
It was a cool night and a breeze coming in from the open window caused Daniel to wake early. He had been sweating which he found odd as it was not exactly hot in the room but as he rolled over he realized there was a wet patch under him. It took a moment but Daniel realized that something was definitely wrong. He was soaked.
He tried to stay calm thinking about how he got to Nathan’s, remembering getting into bed, being a bit drunk but more just being tired from the day in the sun and heat. He rolled over carefully, seeing that Nathan had moved over well away from what was quite a round wet spot. Daniel lied still for several minutes horrified as to what to do – should he wait until Nathan got up and try to hide the wet spot hoping it would dry or perhaps he could just tell Nathan he had an accident? Unsure, he quietly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom and tried to think and came up with a plan. He grabbed the water glass he had left by the sink, filled it up and headed back to the bed.
Being careful not to wake Nathan, he slipped back in and then let out, “OH Shit!”
Nathan leapt up hitting Daniel’s arm and spilling the water all over Daniel. “What the heck are you doing man,” said Nathan still half asleep and trying to get his bearings.
“Oh wow, sorry Nathan, I was thirsty and grabbed a drink. I thought I felt a bug in my water and I well, kind of freaked out.”
“Well” said Nathan, appearing like he was not grasping what was going on, “look at the mess, the bed is soaked.” Daniel apologized but was quite relieved his tactic appeared to have worked as he had never thought he’s have to explain wetting the bed to a boyfriend or anyone else for that matter!
Daniel looked to Nathan and with a look of relief suggested that Nathan sleep in the guest bed while he cleaned up. He was concerned that the smell of urine might be possible so was eager to get Nathan out of the room and get the sheets in the washer. Nathan, still feeling the effects of the night, took Daniel up on the offer. “We can discuss this in the morning,” said Nathan looking perhaps a bit annoyed. Daniel assumed he was just upset at being woken up and moved quickly to pull the bedding off and clean things up. With the sheets removed, he was relieved to see a vinyl mattress protector. Thinking it was for dust or allergy purposes, he gave it little more thought and quickly wiped the cover and threw the sheets into the washer before heading back into bed with Nathan in the guest room.
Daniel had not slept much and was the first to rise. He had spent most of the night thinking and wondering about what had happened and deciding he was around six or seven the last time he could recall wetting the bed. He had tossed and turned checking himself each time he woke to ensure he had not wet.
Daniel was sitting at the kitchen table with a coffee when Nathan came in. “That was quite a trick last night,” said Nathan as he sat down for his coffee.
Daniel panicked, “ a trick?” He was about to deny everything when Nathan continued.
“Yeah, if you want me out of the bed, just ask. You don’t need to spill water all over me!”
Nathan chuckled and Daniel let down his guard. “Hey, the last thing I want is you out of my bed!” He reached over and the two embraced in a long deep kiss
“Well,” said Nathan, “I know how you can make it up to me.” Before they could finish their coffee, Nathan picked up Daniel. He was a fair bit smaller and he liked to carry him to the bed. He tossed Daniel on his back and dropped down on top of him. “You were a bad boy last night,” Nathan whispered into Daniels ear. He rolled Daniel on to his belly and gave his ass a firm slap.
Daniel was surprised by the force and rolled back onto his back. He looked up at Nathan who was grinning. “So, now we are even?” Daniel said not sure what to expect.
Nathan rested down on top of Daniel and said with a smile, “sure thing.” He rolled Daniel back on his belly but this time Daniel liked where it was heading
Daniel stayed low the next week choosing different reasons to not be able to sleep over. Wetting the bed was hard to accept and he needed to be sure that it was something that would not occur again. By Saturday, Nathan was starting to sense something was wrong. He invited Daniel out for a movie night and his lack of commitment was troubling. Daniel showed up just on time to go out for the show and then when they got back around midnight, he was ready with an excuse to head home.
“What, again,” said Nathan in a concerned but frustrated tone. “It’s been over a week since you stayed the night let alone much else. Are you sure we are ok.”
Daniel was not sure how to respond. “Nothing is wrong. I have just been really busy.” He paused seeing that Nathan looked pissed. “I mean last week was really special, you had never done that to me before!” Daniel hoped some flattery would lighten the mood and continued, “but I really do have to be at my folks early tomorrow and.”
Nathan cut Daniel off. “Well, stay tonight and I will show you part two of that!” Nathan let out a smile that Daniel had learned meant only good things.
Daniel thought it through. He was not a bed wetter and perhaps last week he was just overtired, had too much booze, and on top of that, all that sun and heat, it may have just been too much and had taken its toll. He pulled into Nathan, “I guess I can get up early. How can I say no to part two?”
With that, Nathan picked up Daniel and took him to his room. He place Daniel down onto the bed and wasted no time making up for lost time.
“Man" said Daniel, fully relaxed and totally drained. “I missed you. I should have found a reason to be here all week.”
Nathan smiled, “well I like what I have to work with.” He grabbed Daniel and pulled him in tight. Daniel had let go any thoughts of last week’s wetting incident only thinking about how comfortable and natural it was to be in Nathan’s arms as they drifted off to sleep.
Daniel woke up uncomfortable and looked at the clock. It was four am and he sat up. “Oh no”, was all he could think. He tried not to panic as he sat in a large wet spot. His mind was racing as he had no idea what to do. A stunned feeling crept over him….”now what he thought!”
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Chapter 2 - “Consequences”
Daniel lied still. The bed was wet and his boyfriend was fast asleep. There was no need to panic. He thought through his options. He could just tell Nathan. He knew he really liked him so what possible reaction could he have. Surely he must understand accidents happen. He tried to convince himself that was the answer but each time he found it too hard to find the words to say, “I wet your bed.” He could try the glass of water again but worried it would not work and then he’d be busted for last week’s wetting as well. He reached down to feel just how wet he was, thinking perhaps it could dry by morning, but he was soaked. There was no way that was going to happen.
As his options dwindled down, he decided to just lie there until morning. He would wait until Nathan got up and then put the sheets in the laundry. He knew from his last wetting that the mattress had a plastic protector that he found odd but glad for now. He would tell Nathan that after really hot sex it was good to freshen them up! He decided that was his best and maybe only option. He rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling wondering how this happened again. The wet spot felt uncomfortable but he tried not to move thinking he would only spread it wider. Eventually he drifted off to sleep surprising himself as he woke a few hours later. He looked over and Nathan was still asleep. The clock read 7:22.
How long could Nathan sleep he wondered. At that moment a horrible feeling overcame him as he realized the other lie he had set in place that he had to be up early to help his folks! He was busted. He could stay and try to hide his bed wetting but have to explain not really having to leave early, or he could leave knowing Nathan would surely discover he had wet his bed. Nathan eventually would figure out last week water spill as well and…….his mind was going a hundred miles an hour and his breathing became heavy. The glass of water was all he could think of and decided to try it one more time. He rolled over to slip out of bed when he felt an arm come around his chest.
“I almost forgot you had to leave early” Nathan said in a low morning voice, “will you be back later in the day.”
Daniel froze. Nathan’s hand was only inches from his wet underwear. He worried knowing how Nathan loved to grab and slap his butt whenever he left. “Yes I do, but why don’t you get up and have a quick breakfast with me.”
Nathan fondled Daniel’s chest, “It’s pretty early for food, why don’t we just spend a bit of time in bed instead.”
Daniel’s stomach crashed as he realized he was running out of options. “Funny guy” said Daniel, “I would think you need some time to recover after last night, I know I do.” Daniel felt Nathan’s arm release him. He waited for Nathan to say yes to his breakfast offer but instead Daniel felt Nathan’s hand move to his crotch. The two stopped moving for a short moment. Daniel’s eyes were as wide as they could be. Nathan’s hand released and Daniel could feel the sheets being explored beneath him. It was only seconds but it felt like minutes as Nathan finally broke the silence.
“You feel all wet and …” Nathan pulled back the covers. Daniel lied still not knowing what to do or say. “The bed is…it’s soaked….Did you piss the bed?”
Daniel rolled away from Nathan, ashamed and upset. He felt a tear start to roll down his cheek. “I think so,” Daniel said in a low humbled voice. “I have no idea what happened!”
The two lied still for a while until Nathan spoke up. “Well, it happens I guess, no need to cry over spilled pee.” Nathan chucked at his own silly joke.
Daniel turned to Nathan, the tears now several and his voice shaking. “I am sorry! I have no idea why this keeps happening.” Nathan looked surprised and asked Daniel to explain what he meant by kept happening. Daniel knew it was too late to back track. He had let the cat out of the bag. “You see,” started Daniel, “last week when you spilled water on me, well it was to cover up my wetting. I set it up to hide my accident. I did not know what to do so I pretended to make the bed wet with water.” Nathan looked at Daniel and started to speak but Daniel kept going. “I really, really like you and I was ashamed. I have never had this happen before and just wanted it to go away. I would do anything to make sure nothing came between us. I guess I was afraid.”
Nathan realized just how upset Daniel was and softly spoke, “Hey, you worry too much, maybe that’s why you are wetting yourself. I have no plans on leaving you, wet bed or not. It’s certainly something that can be managed.”
Daniel let out a small smile, “I mean I would do anything to keep us together.”
“Ok” said Nathan,” let’s get you dry and dressed, you have to get going or you will be late.”
A sense of guilt overcame Daniel. He decided it best to just come clean. “I also made up the folks story. I was concerned I would wet again and was looking for an excuse not to stay over.”
Nathan’s look of disappointment was obvious. Daniel remained silent and if was several minutes before Nathan spoke up. “It looks like we have an issue. Wetting my bed was one thing but lying to me, that is what bad boys do.” Daniel immediately recalled those same words last week when Nathan slapped his bottom and he looked away, not comfortable with what was happening. Nathan sat up and moved to the end of the bed. “Would you not agree?” He waited patiently, looking at Daniel and Daniel trying not to make eye contact back. Finally Daniel got out of bed.
“I guess so. I mean bad boy. That is kind of a childish term for it. I was not intending to lie, I was just afraid of how you would react.”
“But you agree, you were a bad boy”, said Nathan gesturing to his lap.
“I am going to change up,” said Daniel trying to ignore what was being inferred. He took off his wet underwear and looked across the room to his bag. In it was a fresh dry pair of underwear but he had to go past Nathan to get to it.
“Daniel, I think you are really special and I know we can work this out but it is important I know I can trust you.” He again placed his hand on his knee tapping it slightly.
Daniel looked up to Nathan, “Come on, I know what I did was bad but I am not a child.” He moved past Nathan and took out his underwear and put them on.
Nathan began to get up. “I am disappointed in you Daniel, your behavior is unacceptable.” Daniel did not like those words and he wanted to make things right. He felt Nathan had a right to be upset but did he really deserve to be treated like a baby. He decided he had to get whatever was coming over with so they could move on and walked over to Nathan as Nathan sat back down.
“If this is what is needed then fine said Daniel.” He leaned over Nathan’s lap and waited.
“But do you understand why are you over my lap” said Nathan.
“Well, I guess I was a bad boy,” Daniel replied a bit mockingly.
Nathan raised his hand and spanked Daniel once on the rear, which immediately got his attention. The feeling of his hand was much stronger than what he recalled last week. He lay still expecting another. “Yes” said Nathan ignoring the tone in Daniel’s response and moved Daniel back to his feet. Daniel was expecting to be spanked more but was relieved it was over. It was then that he noticed something even more concerning. He looked down to see that he appeared to be somewhat aroused. He turned away quickly hoping to hide his erection from Nathan.
“So we are good,” Daniel asked cautiously. Nathan looked up having noticed Daniel condition, “Of course we are” said Nathan confidently. “Now get dressed, we have some errands to run.”
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Chapter 3 - “Born Again”
As Daniel pulled the bed apart, Nathan went out to the kitchen to fix a quick breakfast. Daniel wiped off the protective mattress and gave little thought to the lack of odor on the bedding as he placed it into the washer. He rubbed his bottom thinking that for one swat, it left a lasting impression. Again, he felt a sense of arousal as he recalled how vulnerable he was lying over his boyfriends lap and he quickly changed thoughts as he became uncomfortable that he was getting aroused again.
By the time Daniel got to the kitchen he was thinking only of the day ahead. He loved being out with Nathan doing random things and today was now wide open for them to be together. He sat down where Nathan had already put out a bowl for him. Daniel looked down at the bowl. It was a runny texture, much like the food he remembered his baby brother eating when he was small. “Thanks,” said Daniel, too hungry to say no to any food. He ate quickly hoping to get going as he was exited to start the day.
Nathan took Daniel’s bowl to the sink and turned back to him, “Now, I think we need to talk.” Nathan looked serious and Daniel lowered his eyes. “I have been doing a lot of thinking.” Daniel was sure he knew what was coming. Wet beds and lies, surely he was about to be dumped but Nathan went on. “It is obvious that we have a great thing going and for me you are the best thing that has happened to me.” These were not the words Daniel was expecting and a tear rolled down his cheek. Nathan paused before going on, “however there are a few thing we need to resolve.”
Daniel was nervous and began to blather. “Oh for sure, I mean you know I learned my lesson, no more lies. It is all about trust and knowing we can be sure.”
“Stop,” interjected Nathan, “That‘s only a part of it. First, I want you to move in, I want us to spend more time together.” Daniel was overly relieved as Nathan continued, “but the wet beds!”
Daniel knew he had to make this right as he really wanted to move in and spend as much time with Nathan as he could. “I can stop, it must be nerves and I am sure I can fix that,” said Daniel confidently.
There were a few moments of silence and then Nathan spoke up, “It’s pretty hard for me to wake up with the bed wet.” Daniel waited not wanting to cut Nathan off again. He waited intently, determined to do whatever was needed to make this work. “Daniel I think until you get this under control you need to wear something to bed to protect us.” Daniel had a blank look, not understanding what Nathan was suggesting. “A diaper,” added Nathan seeing he was not being clear.
Daniels eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped before he relaxed “funny guy, I almost thought you were serious!”
Nathan told Daniel to grab his shoes telling him they should get going. “Yes Sir!” Daniel replied playfully enjoying Nathan’s silliness. He picked up his shoes and headed out the door with Nathan.
Daniel was chatting away as Nathan pulled up and stopped in front of a store. Daniel looked out and read the sign. HOME HEALTH OUTFITTERS. “These folks will have something to get you through your bed wetting.” Daniel hated the word bed wetter and while still looking out at the sign Daniel spoke up, “Ok, enough teasing, let’s get going, we have all day to do stuff, no more teasing.” But Nathan was already out of the car and ushering for Daniel to follow. Nathan had his serious look that Daniel was learning not to cross and he knew it was best to just follow.
Daniel entered the store and realized this was a store unlike any he had been in. It was full of special care needs. He quickly scanned around and pointed out an isle to Nathan that appeared to have vitamins and herbs. “Maybe something in this aisle would help.” Nathan continued walking, heading a few isles over. Daniel turned and read the isle marker - INCONTINENCE SUPPLIES. “Nathan, I am not a baby, I do not need diapers, let’s get out of here. This place is weird.” Nathan was already down the aisle leaving Daniel with no choice but to go after him and as he went down the aisle, his eyes grew wide as he read the labels; Attends, dignity, Goodnights, Depends, Molicare, Abena, Secure Plus. The row was full of diapers and he was amazed at how many brands there were for adults. Daniel was still hoping Nathan was just out to ride him and began to laugh. “You do like to mess with me.” Daniel looked to Nathan hoping to see a smile or laugh but there was nothing of the sort.
“Ok sport, I think this will keep my bed from getting ruined.” He started to pick up a bag of diapers called Abena.
“Yeah, well like I said, diapers are for babies and I,” Daniel stopped mid-sentence as someone approached.
“Can I be of some assistance?” said the very good looking store clerk with a big smile.
Daniel was sure this guy’s presence would get Nathan to back down but instead Nathan spoke up. “Hey Johnny, perhaps.” Nathan appeared to know the guy. “Johnny, do you remember Daniel from the party last week. Daniel, this is Johnny.”
Daniel had momentarily stopped thinking about his situation and found himself checking out Johnny. He had exceptionally smooth skin and a firm looking body and he was paying special attention to his very perky bum when Johnny turned to him. Daniel caught himself and looked up in a hurry. “Hi” he said now very aware of his boyfriend was holding a bag of adult diapers. “Sorry, but I don’t recall meeting,” said Daniel certain that would have remembered Johnny if he had.
“My boyfriend had an accident so we kind of had to leave early, “said Johnny.
“I hope he is alright now,” said Daniel, “I was late so I guess we missed each other.”
Johnny laughed, “Oh, he’s fine, accidents happen!”Johnny turned and looked at the bag of diapers in Nathan’s hands. “So what brings you in today,” he asked with a knowing look in his eyes. He took the bag of diapers from Nathan and looked to Nathan who spoke eagerly.
“Daniel has wet a few times at night, nothing serious but you know, the bed got pretty wet.” Johnny put the package down and picked up another. “I’d go with the M4s. The M2s are good for daytime but if it’s night wetting, you might as well go thick to be safe.” Daniel was now beat red. He had just had his boyfriend tell someone that he was a bed wetter and the two were discussing his diaper needs. He heard the two continue to talk but was no longer hearing the words. “I’ll pick up a case in the stock room and meet you at the checkout” said Johnny heading to the back of the store and leaving Daniel furious and in a bit of a daze.
“Why did you have to tell your friend? That was so embarrassing!”
Nathan took Daniel by the hand. “Don’t worry. Do you think you are the only bed wetter he has ever helped here?” Daniel said nothing just wanting to leave.
Johnny walked up with a large box, “Here we go” said Johnny putting the box of Abena diapers on the counter. Daniel’s eyes had followed Johnny up to the counter. He loved the way he walked and how his ass filled out his pants. Johnny smiled at Daniel knowing he was being checked over. “I put a care bag together as well as you don’t want a rash happening.” Daniel could not believe his ears. He was certain that the others in line could hear and would all know the diapers were for him. He stood blushing making it seem like forever as Nathan paid. Johnny handed Nathan back his credit card, “I am hosting a gathering next week, perhaps you both could make it.”
“Sounds great Johnny, email me and thanks for the help again.”
As they got to the car Daniel looked to Nathan. “That was really awkward. I thought I was going to die if I did not get out of there!”
“So what do you think of Johnny” said Nathan not giving much notice to Daniel’s complaining.
“He seems ok,” said Daniel trying not to let on how attractive he found him.
“I saw you look him up and down, he’s a hot guy, why not,” continued Nathan.
Daniel hesitated, “He’s ok. Pretty ok I guess. So how did you meet him anyhow? You seem to get along well.”
Nathan was not sure if Daniel was ready for the entire story but began, “We kind of dated for a bit but it never went anywhere. We had stuff in common but no chemistry so after a few times together we realized it but stayed friends.”
Daniel closed his eyes deciding he did not wish to pursue the conversation. He had not slept much and the motion of the car caused him to drift off. When he woke, he found himself parked in his own driveway. He decided that Nathan must have stopped by to pick up some of his things so he could move it and did not want to wake him. He reached to the door and felt an all too familiar feeling. He was wet. Nathan would freak out, his new car, his leather seats but before he could get his thoughts together, Nathan hopped in the car holding a bag. “Good, you’re awake,” said Nathan as his eyes moved to Daniel’s wet pants. “Oh man, what the fuck! Daniel you wet my car! Get out!” Daniel jumped from the car with his heart racing. “Nathan reached to the back of the car taking a bag out of the box. “Daniel, this is going to end!”
Nathan went up to Daniel’s door with Daniel close behind. “I am so confused,” said Daniel, “it just keeps happening!” They went into the house and Nathan handed Daniel a diaper. “Nathan, we can figure this out but I am not wearing diapers!” Nathan picked up Daniel and headed to the bedroom with him over his shoulder, “My room is the other one,” said Daniel in a panicked tone, gesturing to the room to the left. It was the room they used the first night they met and Daniel had never shown the other room to Nathan.
Nathan had only been to Daniel’s a few times but Daniel now realized that Nathan knew where to find his clothes so had been in the other room without his knowledge. Nathan opened the door exposing a very tidy baby blue bedroom with a single bed and posters of toy story and Finding Nemo on the wall. The blanket on the bed had trucks on it and two stuffed animals rested on the pillow. “It reminds me of home,” said Daniel trying to explain the room to Nathan.
Daniel realized Nathan was not paying him much attention and was shocked as Nathan stood him up, unfastened his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. “You don’t want to be diapered and yet you wet my bed, my car. You have been a bad boy Daniel.” Daniel now understood he was in for it.
Nathan took Daniel’s hand taking him over his lap. Daniel did as he was told and he found himself becoming aroused. “I can handle your wetting, but you seem to think this is fun,” said Nathan. His hand came down hard on Daniels bottom and Daniel yelped. Another five followed as Daniel squirmed to get up but Nathan was too strong. “From now on Danny, I am in control as you appear to have none.” Nathan’s hand landed on the lower side of Daniel’s buttocks leaving a red imprint. Daniel had not been called Danny since his grade school years but was afraid to protest accepting each swat hoping it to be the last. His eyes swelled as Nathan finally stopped. “Do you understand why you were spanked Danny.” Before Daniel could answer, Nathan went on, “You lied to me. This is your room and you tried to hide it from me. “But your car,” said Daniel in a small voice. Nathan stood Daniel up. His ass was a bright red and the heat intense. “If you lie, you will be spanked, as for the car, that is easy to resolve and not your fault.”
Nathan picked up the diaper that had fallen from Daniel’s hands at some point during his spanking. He placed it on the bed and then picked Daniel up placing him down beside it. He removed Daniel’s pants throwing his underwear in the garbage by his bed. “No need for those, now let’s get your diaper put on.” Nathan handed Daniel his teddy bear and raised his legs up. Daniel felt like he was two again as Nathan unfolded the diaper and placed it under him bum. Nathan looked around and then left the room telling Daniel to stay still. There was no way he was going to be bad and waited for Nathan to return.
He heard the front door open and then close again. Nathan had brought in the bag Johnny had put together. He took out a bottle of baby powder lotion and a box of something that he was unsure of. Nathan began to apply the lotion to Daniels sore bottom. It was cool as it dried which felt good on his tender bottom. Daniel was no longer in control of anything and it was as if he was watching it happen to someone else. Nathan then opened the box of baby wipes wiping off his hands. He then pulled the diaper up between Daniels legs pulling first one side and then the other side snuggly as he fastened the tapes securely. “These fit you quite well,” he noted as he patted Daniel’s diapered bottom. Daniel looked about his room. He always had a connection to his toys and knew that he enjoyed childlike things but he was experiencing feeling he had not put together before and it was unnerving him.
Daniel’s took out a fresh pair of pants and moved back to Daniel telling him to put his legs up. As his pants were being pulled on, Daniel struggled to come to terms with what was happening but he naturally raised his bum as Nathan pulled his pants all the way up.
Nathan stood Daniel up and again patted his thickly diapered bottom. “There we go Danny, now we need to address my car and get some food. I am starving.” Nathan put the powder and wipes back in the bag and started to leave. Daniel started towards Nathan, his thick diaper snuggly on making walking somewhat awkward. He wanted to tell Nathan not to call him Danny, that he was too big to be spanked, that he was not going to go about diapered, but he resisted, not sure if it was the fear of the consequences or if it was his confusion that he was somehow, somewhat comforted by his predicament.
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Chapter 4 - “Daniel to Danny”
The ride was quiet as Danny was mesmerized by the thickness of his diaper. How did he end up in this state he thought? As his eyes drifted upwards, he caught Nathan humming as he drove. Something about Nathan was different. He made him feel special, secure. Nathan looked over to Danny and smiled, “I bet you are hungry.”
Danny looked out and saw that Nathan had pulled into the Pirates Cove restaurant. “Seriously, you expect me to go in like this!”
Nathan grabbed Danny’s crotch and gave a squeeze, “Sure thing, it’s not like you are wet at least. Now be a good boy, I am hungry as well.”
Nathan left the car and Danny knew by now that it was better to be a good boy than a bad boy. The place was packed and as they got in line for a table Nathan told Danny to hold their spot while he used the restroom. Danny stood alone, feeling himself begin to blush. A young family had walked in and lined up behind him. He was sure his diaper was evident to all and continually pulled at his shirt keeping it as far down over his butt as possible. The young boy began laughing. “Why is that man wearing that” he heard him ask his mother.
Danny froze. He was sure he was busted as the mother responded, “Well it keeps him dry” the mother responded. Danny was beat red. The mother seemed indifferent to his state but he knew others had surely heard. Danny saw Nathan coming down the aisle and at the same time the little boy ran up to the restaurant mascot which was a pirate holding an umbrella. It was something the restaurant did to indicate the weather forecast for the day. Danny realized the boy was not talking about his diaper, but the Pirate but still he had had enough. “Nathan, I know you are trying to help but this is not the way.” Danny stepped away heading towards the restroom intent on removing his diaper.
As he walking into the restroom he noticed the middle stall was open and went in. He pulled his pants down only to realize that every move he made had a rustling noise to it. Nathan had put his diaper on very snuggly and he started to undo a tape. The washroom was quiet and every tear could be heard. It was then that he also realized another problem. How would he dispose of the diaper! The sound of running taps and flushing urinals had made Danny aware that he also had to pee. He reached into his diaper and tried to take out his penis but the diaper was to snug and the noise again was loud. In frustration, he flushed the toilet and pulled his pants up over his diaper to mask any further noise and left.
By the time Danny returned, Nathan had been seated at a table. He sat down saying nothing and looked at the menu. “I see you are still in your diaper,” said Nathan in a low but audible voice.
“Let’s just eat and get out of here,” said Danny. “I have to piss and my, you know, is too tight, I couldn’t get it out to go.”
We can always take you into the family washroom,” said Nathan but Danny did not respond. The service was slow and the longer the bill took, the more Danny had to pee. By the time they got out to the car, he was desperate to go and Nathan could see Danny was struggling. As he headed down the road, he looked at the gas gauge and noted to Danny that he had to stop for gas. “No way, I’ll piss my pants. We got to get back to your place now,” but like so many other times, Nathan ignored the plea and had already pulled up to the pump. Danny tried to press on his penis and cross his legs but his diaper was thick and in the way. It had started to rain and the sound of the drops on the overhang was like a dare to hold it in and finally he broke and leaked a small amount. He looked down, expecting his pants to show something but obviously the diaper held it in. The pain was too much and he decided to just let a bit more go but when he did, he lost control. He felt a warm rush fill his crotch and move down to the seat of his diaper. It was an odd feeling but not as bad as he feared. He tried to stop several times as he was sure nothing could hold so much pee but in the end he had little luck and had soaked his first diaper.
Nathan finished and got in the car. “Ok, let’s get you back quickly, I can tell you are desperate.” Danny pretended he had not wet and agreed, holding himself as if he had to go still. When they pulled up to Nathan’s, the two got out of the car and Danny ran to the door pretending to avoid the rain and needing to piss, but really to hide his wet diaper. His diaper was soaked and the seat of his pants drooped. Nathan grabbed the box of diapers from the car and walked up quickly behind Danny setting the box down to unlock the door while at the same time giving Danny a smack on the butt. “You seem a bit saggy there. It is lucky that we were prepared this time.” Nathan opened the door, “and a good thing we got the case, we are going to need them it appears.”
Danny did not know what to say. For the first time since his childhood he found himself diapered and wet. He felt like a child and Nathan was only making him feel more so with his talk of diapers. Nathan took Danny by the hand and headed to a room Danny had not been in before. Nathan had told him it was kind of a storage room and he had not really questioned it. Nathan unlocked the door and picked Danny up carrying him in.
Danny’s eyes grew wide as he looked about the room. “Holly shit, what is all of this.”
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Chapter 5 - “New Horizons”
Danny held on tightly to Nathan as he glanced around at all of the stuff in the room. It was obviously a small bedroom but was packed with baby items. A crib was folded up against the wall and beside it a highchair and what he recalled seeing his younger brother in, a baby bath. Against the other wall was a long table with a pad that was wrapped in a vinyl cover decked out with toy blocks as a pattern. An empty shelf was above it and off to the side was a shelving unit with several sealed up boxes and a play matt next to that. There was total silence as Nathan carried him in and laid him down on the long table. He lied still with the exception of his left hand that he found rubbing the smooth texture of the vinyl mat. Nathan smiled and then stepped out telling Danny to be still while he grabbed the supply of diaper.
When Nathan came back he could see Danny taking inventory of the room. “My sister asked me to store some stuff for her and I had the extra room. I figured we could borrow the change table to keep the bed from being ruined.” Danny wanted to tell Nathan he was fine changing himself and that he hardly needed a baby’s change table but was somehow curious at what was happening.
Nathan put the diapers and other items on the shelf then reached out to unfasten Danny’s pants. “Lift your bum,” he instructed as he pulled his pants down to his ankles and grabbed a fresh diaper to place under the wet one. The noise of the tapes unfastening was quiet compared to what he recalled in the restroom but with each tear, he found himself becoming aroused. By the time Nathan pulled back the diaper, Danny was at half mask. Nathan pulled the wet diaper out from under Danny and reached for some wipes to gently wipe Danny’s bottom and carefully cleaning up his crotch area. “That must feel better…you were quite wet for just a single wetting.” Danny was in a daze, still looking about the room. Nathan continued to change him being careful as he pushed the head of Danny’s penis down and pulled the diaper up snugly between his legs. “Save that for tonight,” said Nathan as he patted Danny’s semi hard penis under his diaper.
Danny smiled. It was the first time he had relaxed since being in the diaper store. Still, he was unnerved at how he was enjoying the sense of security around being diapered and spoke cautiously, “ this feel’s really weird Nathan, do you think we can at least take the table to our room, all this other baby stuff makes me really self conscious about wearing these things.”
Nathan pulled Danny’s pants off, “I am not sure we have the room.” As he spoke, he placed Danny’s pants on the shelving unit. “We should really keep these off in case you leak, you can run about the house like this for now until we know how well your diaper will hold up.”
Danny sat up and hopped off the table. As he did he was presented with a mirror that was up against the door causing his eyes to drop down. Seeing himself in his diaper made him blush and he turned to Nathan, “I really want to stay here with you and all but this. I mean wearing a,” He stopped and looked again, “it just may be too much. Maybe I should just stay home until it passes.” He couldn’t believe he was saying it but his feeling after seeing his image in the mirror had him very confused and he felt he had to do something.
“Listen, give it the weekend and if you manage to stay dry, we can revisit it.” Nathan grabbed Danny’s bottom giving it a squeeze just below his diaper, “and besides, we still have other big boy things to tend to.”
Danny’s body quivered at the thought and agreed, “I guess that makes sense.”
The day continued uneventfully as the rain continued to come down. Danny needed to pee and approached Nathan who was busy preparing dinner. “See, I have to pee and don’t need this on to do so.” Danny stood proud, like a two year old that had just been toilet trained waiting for a response but when he did not get one, he went off to the washroom pulling the tapes on his diaper and letting it fall to the ground. “Much better,” he mumbled as a stream of urine began to flow. When he was done, he looked down and picked up his diaper trying to get it back in position. He had never put a diaper on himself and was not even sure which way it should go. The tapes had stuck to the inside padding and when he tried to fasten them, they simply let go. He stood thinking for a minute and then proceeded to the kitchen.
Nathan turned to see Danny holding his dry diaper. “Not so easy,” noted Nathan as he placed a dish into the oven. Danny began to reply but Nathan cut him off. “Now you see why we just leave it alone, I can’t be watching you all the time.” Nathan slapped Danny on the buttocks and picked him up.
Danny’s body tightened and he squirmed trying to get down, “No, NO spanking!”
Nathan laughed, “Spanking, are you serious, I figure while you are out of your diaper, we should take advantage.”
Danny relaxed as he realized they were heading to the bedroom. Nathan placed Danny down on his stomach being careful of his erect penis. “Dinner is almost done so just a quickie here sport.” Danny felt Nathan’s hand caress his bottom as Nathan positioned himself behind. Nathan dripped some lube onto Danny’s bum and pressed his figure up against his hole causing Danny to arch his back and moan. Danny was versatile but with Nathan he found his desires were always on the passive side. Nathan reached around and put on a condom giving Danny a few light slaps on his bum. Then pressed his penis up against Danny, he slowly entered. With the motion of Nathan sliding in and out, Danny felt all the stress of his day leave his body. He could tell by the intensity of Nathan’s motion that it would not last long and he soon felt Nathan’s body tense and then collapse on top of him. Nathan remained inside as he turned the two onto their sides and reached around stroking Danny. It took only a few strokes and Danny felt his body convulse. Nathan pulled him in close and snuggled him tightly as Danny closed his eyes, his body in a state of total relaxation. Within minutes, Danny had drifted off to sleep.
“Wake up little guy, dinner’s ready,” said Nathan from the door of the bedroom.
Danny opened his eyes, confused and taking a few seconds to get his bearings. “I guess I fell asleep,” he said as Nathan turned and returned to the kitchen. As he sat up he noticed the bed was once again wet. He grabbed a pair of pants from his bag and thought about what to tell Nathan. There was no way he could hide it and he knew he would have to tell Nathan the truth. He headed for the kitchen.
“Thanks for making dinner, I guess I was more tired than I realized” said Danny as he sat down to eat.
“You went out like a light,” noted Nathan. “And that was some shot you had, I had to wipe up quite a bit.”
Danny figured now was as good a time as any, “speaking of wiping up, I think you may have a point with, you know, wearing in the day.”
Nathan looked to Danny for clarification, “Your diaper we are talking?”
Danny fumbled with his fingers, “Yes, I mean I know you are trying to help and maybe I have been giving you too hard a time in doing so.”
Nathan grinned, “My fault I suppose. I should have put a diaper on you after you drifted off. How wet is it.”
Danny blushed, feeling embarrassed that Nathan had assumed he wet. “Well, just a bit, maybe we were sweating a lot as well.”
Nathan’s expression became more serious. “Here’s the deal.” Danny sat still as Nathan looked him square in the eye. “I know it is not your fault and I want you to be here with me but to do so, I can’t have you wetting my things.” Danny felt like he was being talked to as a child but continued to listen. “I can help out but I will need you to wear your diapers all the time until you can show me you don’t need them, and that means not just this weekend but until you stop the wetting. It’s the only way this will work out given the circumstances.” Danny’s eyes began to swell up with tears desperately wanting to say ok but not sure of the situation. As Danny thought, Nathan rubbed his back gently and asked, “Do we have a deal?”
The room was silent as Danny thought about possible options. Nathan was special and being with him he found amazing. He decided that if wearing diapers was the price he had to pay to stay, then he would work it out. “It’s a deal, but I am sure this will not go on much longer.” Danny tried to say it with confidence but his body language suggested otherwise.
“And one more thing, I will be in charge of your diaper changes as I do not want you touching your diaper and wrecking the tapes again. They are far too costly. Do you think you can be a good boy and leave your diaper alone?”
Danny’s shoulders slouched and his eyes lowered to his feet. He knew what he was really being told - if he played with his diaper, he would be spanked. In a small voice Danny replied, “Yes sir.” He was not sure why he chose those exact words but the way Nathan spoke to him made him feel as though it was appropriate.
“Good,” said Nathan as the two finished up their dinner. “Well sport, I guess it’s time to get you ready,” said Nathan picking up Danny. “We don’t want any wet couches tonight.” He carried Danny to the change table and placed him down noting how Danny naturally spread his legs to accept his diaper. Danny looked around the room while Nathan powdered his bottom and he found himself hard again as the feeling of the lotion and baby powder aroused him. “You are a horny little one,” said Nathan tucking his penis down as he snugly pulled the diaper through his legs and fastened the tapes. He gave Danny’s diaper a pat and stepped back. Danny hopped down deciding that if Nathan had wanted him in pants he would have put them on him and the two headed to the living room for the evening.
It rained the better part of the night and Danny woke up Sunday in a wet diaper and waited for Nathan to get up to be changed. He was embarrassed at needing to be changed but at the same time enjoyed the fact that Nathan was taking care of him. He thought of his own special room at home and his stuffed animals and how much he missed sleeping with them, but found he had similar feeling when Nathan was diapering him. He reached down and held onto his wet diaper as these thoughts raced through his mind. He was interrupted by Nathan and quickly moved his hand off of his diaper.
Nathan felt Danny’s diaper and it was soaked from front to back. “Someone had a deep sleep last night. I see we made the right decision, we have a dry bed!” Danny had not realized just how wet he was and wondered if things were getting worse. Nathan got up putting on a pair of shorts and then picked up Danny taking him out to the change table. “I have a few things I need to do today, will you be ok alone for a few hours?” Danny and Nathan both worked for themselves and it was not unusual for Nathan to have things going on during the weekend.
“I will be fine, but what if I need to piss while you are out? You put it on so tight I cannot get my dick out!” Nathan finished changing Danny, putting a pair of shorts over his diaper and standing him up. “It will be fine, you’ll figure it out. Besides, I should only be a short time.” Danny felt his diaper through the shorts and looked over in the mirror. He liked that Nathan had put shorts over his diaper and left it at that.
Several hours passed and Danny had not heard from Nathan. He had consumed several coffees and they were taking their toll as he desperately needed to pee. He took off his shorts and tried to pull his penis over the top of the diaper but heard a small tear and not wanting to be any part of being a bad boy and decided to just try to hold it. Just then his phone buzzed and he looked over seeing he had a text. “Sorry to be so long, I will be back around 2.”
“Three more hours,” he thought aloud. There was no way he could make it. He went into the change room and picked up a diaper thinking he could surely figure out how to change himself if it tore. While he looked over the tapes he noticed his teddy bear and a few of his stuffed toys lying on the play mat by the shelving unit. He decided Nathan must have grabbed them with his bag thinking they were to come and then had tossed them in the room for storage. His animals had always given him a sense of calmness and it was a secret he had not shared with anyone.
He sat down on the mat picking up his teddy and giving it a hug. As he looked up he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Here he was sitting in a diaper on a play mat while hugging a teddy bear. He liked the feeling and found himself totally comforted by his state. As he sat the urge to pee returned and he did not fight it. As the warm pee surrounded him he became nervous and jumped up assuming he had made a mess of the mat with such a big pee but when he looked down at the mat and felt around his diaper, he was impressed that nothing had leaked.
“That is cool”, he thought to himself. He was looking in the mirror at the wide wet patch on his diaper as the doorbell rang. Danny put down his teddy bear and ran for his shorts. The comforted state he was in abruptly ended as hustled to put his shorts on while pulling his shirt down as far as he could. Arriving at the door, he took a deep breath and with his heart racing, he looked through the peephole. To his surprise it was Jimmy. He was excited to see him but quickly became embarrassed and self-conscious as he knew Jimmy was aware that the diapers they bought were for him. He again pulled his shirt down as low as possible and he began to blush as he opened the door.
Jimmy stood at the door with a bag in hand and big smile. “Hey, good to see you Daniel is Nathan around?”
Danny found his eyes drift down as he recalled just how hot Jimmy was. “He’s out till 2, can I help in any way.”
“Well I had picked up a few things I thought might come in handy. You rushed out the other day before I could give them for you.” Jimmy stepped in without being invited. He seemed quite comfortable and headed into the living area. “I’ll leave them here for you guys to look through. They are samples I get so don’t worry about the cost.”
Jimmy turned to place the bag down and Danny found himself looking over Jimmy’s lean body. He obviously took pride in his appearance and dressed accordingly. His shorts defined his round perky bottom and a short tight tee shirt gave notice to his ripped abdomen. As Jimmy turned and leaned over to put the bag down, his shirt slid up exposing his hard tanned waistline - and also one of the reasons his ass was so perky.
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Chapter 6 - “Baby Baby don’t get hooked on me”
Jimmy stood up as he casually fixed his shirt. “So have a look. I think you can use most of it but if not just pass it on as I always get more.”
Danny was taken aback, his eyes fixated on Jimmy’s waist. It took a few seconds to grasp what he had just witnessed. Jimmy was well aware that he was being looked over but it did not seem to bother him as he carried on, “there’s a fair bit in the bag but the stuffers for sure might help you out at night. Oh, and I put in a few plastic pants in incase you are into that.” Danny was puzzled as to what he might be “into” but was distracted as his phone began to vibrate on the hall table.
They both looked over at the table and began to move towards the hall. As Jimmy walked, Danny found himself looking to see if he could tell Jimmy had a diaper on. The front of his shorts certainly bulged slightly and his ass definitely stood out but it would never have occurred to him it was from a diaper! He was intrigued at how easy going Jimmy seemed being out in a diaper and wondered if he was aware that his diaper had shown when he leaned over. He stepped towards the table and glanced down at his phone. It was Nathan, “Miss you, let’s go out for dinner when I return!”
Jimmy was standing at the door but was looking around making no motion to leave as Danny picked up his phone and quickly replied. “Not sure given u know - btw Jimmy is here looking for you.” Danny put his phone down. There were a million questions running through his mind but he did not know how to approach it. Jimmy stood confidently by the door appearing to be waiting on Danny to say something. Danny stepped away from the table and looked to the kitchen then turned to Jimmy, “Would you like a coffee or something to drink? You are welcome to wait for Nathan if you want.”
“Well, if you are having a coffee, I’d love one but I don’t think I can wait around that long for Nathan.” As he spoke, he placed a small tote bag he was carrying down by the door. Danny had assumed Jimmy would politely decline and was flattered that he accepted. Jimmy stepped away from the bag. “I always carry a change just in case.”
It seemed obvious to Danny that Jimmy was referring to a diaper change but he was still not positive so said nothing as they moved to the kitchen. He was very aware of his own wet diaper and was self-conscious as Jimmy followed him thinking it must be apparent. The few steps to the kitchen felt like a hundred as Danny looked back several times to see where Jimmy’s eyes were focused. Jimmy sat down at the table while Danny put the coffee on. In the background a faint song could be heard, “baby baby don’t get hooked on me.”
Jimmy laughed, “That’s me. I have a text.”
Danny smiled giving the choice of ring tone no notice. “Don’t mind me. I’ll make the coffee if you want to get it.”
“It can wait, I’m not that important.” Danny found Jimmy very good looking but it was his casual way that was intriguing him. He reached for a couple of cups briefly turning his back to Jimmy. “So how are the new diapers working out?” Danny almost threw the cups as he turned around. He could feel a red warmth building in his cheeks as he was caught off guard sure that his diaper must be obvious to ask such a pointed question.
His hand was shaking as he placed the cups down. “Oh, I guess they are good, yeah, they are fine.”
“Well they are the caddy of diapers. For me they are perfect. They fit better than most that I have tried.” Jimmy had taken note of Danny’s reaction and stood up to help by pouring the coffee.
The heat in Danny’s face subsided. He wished he could be as easy as Jimmy was with his diaper and tried to relax. The two of them had similar issues he thought as he moved the coffee cups to the table. He calmed himself as he sat down and engaged Jimmy, “So how long have you needed them.”
“I guess off and on most of my life but now I wear all the time.” Jimmy took a sip of his coffee. His ability to talk about his diapers so freely made Danny more confident but it seemed apparent to him that Jimmy’s wetting had become worse over time, which unsettled him.
Danny worried that he too was heading the same way, “Do you find it hard to be in them all the time?”
Jimmy spoke eagerly, “Well, I knew from a young age that I wanted this so I am pretty happy at how it has worked out.”
Now Danny looked puzzled, “So you are happy that you need to wear diapers?”
Jimmy laughed, “You are too funny. Hey, that reminds me, I left a box of stuff in the spare room and told Nathan I would come by for it but never got around to it. Mind if I grab it?”
“For sure” said Danny trying to sort out the conversation. “I can get it for you.” Before he could react, Jimmy was already up and heading to the hall. His diaper was quite pronounced now as he had wet again and Danny found it hard not to stare as he found he was turned on by it. He watched as Jimmy moved down the hall and opened the door to his change room.
Danny freaked. He was not ready for anyone to see his change table, even Jimmy, and worse he had left his teddy on the floor. He caught up and Jimmy turned to him. “Ah, that’s a shame, it looked good set up.”
“Set up?”
“Well, it’s all dismantled.” Jimmy’s eyes had fixated on floor where Danny had left his teddy bear. Danny’s stomach dropped as Jimmy reached down to pick it up again revealing his thick white diaper sticking out over the top of his pants. Danny was getting aroused as he stared.
“Ah, the Mat!” Jimmy sat down on the mat and placed the teddy on his lap. His body language had transformed as he called to Danny, “Come on, sit down, sit here!”
Danny was taken aback by Jimmy’s actions as they were quite child like. He looked on as Jimmy bounced the teddy on his lap. His shirt had ridden up resting on the top of his diaper as he continued in his excited manner. Danny watched in amazement thinking about seeing himself in the mirror in a similar state just a few hours earlier. His heart was racing and he realized that he wanted badly to join in. His own bedroom, his toys, his fixation with blocks and trucks and now the feeling he got when Nathan diapered him were all coming together. He couldn’t explain it but he just knew he liked the feeling and wanted to be like Jimmy.
He moved towards the mat and awkwardly sat down. He felt exceptionally vulnerable as he had never shared these feelings and was not even able to articulate them to himself. Yet now, sitting in his diaper with Jimmy, it all seemed so natural. He put his arms out to Jimmy reaching for his teddy. Jimmy handed it to him resting his hand on Danny’s knee. A shiver went down Jimmy’s back and the child like feelings he was having instantly left. All he could feel was Jimmy’s hand and the pressure of his own penis pressing out against his diaper. Jimmy lifted his hand as Danny stood up facing away from Jimmy attempting to hide his obvious arousal thinking that this was not right! He was blushing and embarrassed but was not sure if it was a sense of guilt being turned on by Jimmy or that he had allowed himself to be so vulnerable with someone he hardly new.
Looking up, Jimmy could see that Danny was confused. “Sorry, I thought you were ok to play, being in your diaper and all.” Danny did not respond as he worked through his feelings. He was overwhelmed and breathing quickly. Seeing Jimmy on the mat, how he talked about liking his diaper, the way he picked up and held his teddy, these were all emotions he had felt but until now had not been able to put all together. He expressed his child like urges for the most part with his bed and boyish sheets and his teddy being his only small release. But now he saw that he was not the only one to feel this way, Jimmy was just like him!
A ringtone could be heard in the background and Jimmy jumped up, “Maybe I better get that, someone keeps trying to get me.”
Danny felt his diaper and was glad his erection had passed. He had heard the ring tone but was in his own little world. Jimmy walked to the front door and took his phone out of his bag. “Hey Nathan, what’s up.”
“You didn’t get my text? What are you doing there?”
“Oh, I dropped of some stuff for you two to play with. You know the regular stuff I get”
“Fuck Jimmy, you didn’t show Danny did you?”
“Daniel? No, I left it in the living room for you. What’s up with the play room anyhow, you have it all apart.”
“The room! There was absolute panic is Nathan’s voice. “What are you doing in there? You haven’t opened or brought up anything have you?”
Jimmy shuffled his feet knowing that Nathan was upset, “Well, not really I guess. I mean you guys were in my store buying him diapers, and he was in a diaper and pretty wet when I came over. What’s the big deal? I was just showing him the mat really?”
It was then that Nathan recalled that Jimmy was not there at the party when he told his friends to go easy as Danny was new and not to be flashing their diapers or go on about their stuff as it would make Danny uncomfortable. “I only have a bit left to do here and will be home in an hour or two but I need you to get out of there and leave him alone. He is not aware of any of the diaper stuff other than he wets and needs his diaper.”
Jimmy stopped pacing and a cross look overcame him. “Geese, Nathan, you didn’t.”
“Never mind what I did or didn’t, just please do as I ask. I need you to say good bye and head out.” Jimmy looked back at the room where Danny was waiting patiently for him to return. “I am serious Jimmy; you are going to make a mess of things.”
In a low voice Jimmy responded. “I think it is you who is making a mess but I hear you. I got to go, I left your wet boy alone in his room.”
“Well, leave him that way. I’ll call you later on tonight.” Nathan hung up and Jimmy leaned up against the wall perplexed. One side of him wanted to say something to Daniel but at the same time Nathan had been good to him and he felt obligated not to screw things up. He returned to the room to say good bye.”
“Hey, are you coming back.” Danny sounded excited and Jimmy went in to see what was up. “Look, I think I got it!”
“That’s ridiculous! How did you do manage to do that?” Danny was standing by the change table in a fresh diaper that he had attempted to put on. It was backwards and he had crossed two of the tapes over each other. One side was taped high the other low and It was loose, falling down at the back. “I can’t say I have seen such a disaster!” He laughed as he moved towards Danny.
“Man, I thought it was ok! Can you help me? Nathan will be pissed since he didn’t want me wasting diapers.”
Jimmy knew where Danny was coming from and there was no way he could leave without getting him fixed up. He pulled on the sides of Danny’s diaper to see if he could straighten it, feeling the back and front for room as he looked to adjust the tapes. “You might as well piss on the floor as keep this on. You even took the blue tabs off so I can’t save this one. Hop up on the table.” Danny was only looking for advice and was caught off guard by the offer. “Nathan can’t see you like this, now hop up.”
That was a definite as Nathan would be pissed seeing Danny had messed up another diaper. Feeling he had no other option, he hopped up and lied down. His stomach was in knots feeling guilty, embarrassed and excited all at the same time. Jimmy took a diaper off the shelf as Danny spread his legs to be changed. “I wish I knew better that I was doing but I guess in time I will be able to do it as well as you do.” He heard the tapes tear away and he closed his eyes trying to think of things that would keep the inevitable from happening but there was no use. His penis stood up as tall at the CN tower as his diaper came off.
“Crap Daniel, you are a hung little fucker.” Jimmy placed a fresh diaper under Danny’s bum and powdered him up raising his legs to be sure to get his bottom. He put his legs down resting his hand on Jimmy’s erect penis.“I am not sure what to do with this guy as there is no way he’s fitting back in like this.” Jimmy moved his hand slowly up and down while Danny laid still, his eyes still closed tightly. He loved the feeling of Jimmy holding him and his conflicting feelings kept him silent as Jimmy slowly stroked his penis. He rubbed him playfully pressing lightly between his legs with his other hand. He could feel the pressure building and his toes tightened and he felt Jimmy’s warm mouth go down on him. The sensation of Jimmy tongue bathing his penis made Danny arch and he could feel himself close to exploding. Jimmy then pulled Danny’s diaper up through his legs and grabbed his buttocks as he took him in deep. The feeling of his diaper under him and Jimmy working his penis was too much and he came hard with his body convulsing and collapsing leaving him drained.
Time seemed to stand still and several minutes passed before Jimmy stepped back. A tear rolled down Danny’s left cheek as his pleasure and excitement turned to reality. His feelings for Jimmy were strong but very different than those for Nathan and he struggled to see how things had gone so far so quickly. Jimmy looked over to Danny who had not moved and without saying anything stepped back to finish diapering him. He lied still as Jimmy wiped his penis, his emotions taking him all over the map. Jimmy pulled the diaper up between Danny’s legs folding the top of the diaper over, then doing up the top tape before pulling the lower tape high to form a high cut look on his diaper. “There, you are all set for the afternoon” he said candidly not seeming to understand how confused Danny was.
Danny sat up and got down from the table unable to make eye contact and went over to put his pants on. He picked up his teddy and gave it a squeeze, then set it down on the table. He was overcome with confusion and guilt trying to figure out both his feelings for Jimmy and what he had jeopardized between himself and Nathan.
Their actions did not seem to have an impact on Jimmy but he now saw the discomfort in Danny’s face. As Danny looked at the floor and fidgeted with his fingers, Jimmy tried to break the ice, “So, I guess we got a little carried away there.” He waited for Danny to speak up but he did not. “I know we got carried away, it happens.” Danny continued to fidget and he continued, “If you are worried don’t be. I will never tell anyone - I think you are a great guy and obviously find you really attractive. I guess I got caught up changing you and was not thinking. You know. But it will be ok, I promise.”
With Danny offering no reaction, Jimmy moved forward looking to give him a hug. The words rang hollow to Danny. Nathan meant so much to him but his experience sitting with Jimmy on the mat had allowed him to come to terms with his feelings and for the first time ever was comfortable to be himself. Guilt however was building up with Danny, thinking that he had confused his gratefulness to Jimmy for showing him his real self with his physical attraction for him. Either way, Danny looked to blame someone, someone other than himself.
All of his emotions became too much and he lost it pushing Jimmy back and rejecting his hug, “Things will be ok? I am with Nathan! All I asked for was for some help with this fucking diaper!” Danny struggled to keep his composure and looked away.
Jimmy was taken aback by how angry Danny had become and knew whatever he said would not fix things but tried. “We all have secrets and this will be ours ok? Maybe it should not have happened but I am not sorry it did and I think, well anyhow, you are a great guy. And besides.” Jimmy stopped himself and stepped back towards the door. “I should get going.”
“Yeah, I think that is a good idea.” The defeated look on Jimmy’s face was apparent and Danny knew he had been unfair. “It’s just that Nathan has been so good to me.” They headed to the front door and Danny continued. “I know we both fucked up so I am sorry for yelling. I guess I just know how hard Nathan has tried to help me and has put up with stuff that I can’t believe he has the patience for and then I go and fuck it all up! It’s been difficult for him with my problem and I just don’t know how he.” Jimmy looked impatient and cut Danny off.
“Listen, what we did may not be right but don’t go getting all gospel on me about Nathan.” Jimmy was caught up in the emotion of everything and wanted desperately to take his words back. “Shit, I really should go.” With his wet diaper drooping and in a dire need of a change, he bent over and picked up his bag.
“Wait, what did you mean by, all gospel? What’s the deal with you two?”
Jimmy looked at Danny. Until now, he was unsure how much Nathan had told Danny about them but obviously it was not very much. He felt badly for Danny but Nathan was a special friend and he was torn between his dedication to Nathan and his feelings for his new friend. “Look, I can tell by how you sat with me on the mat that you discovered a lot today and you still have so much more to discover always keep that in mind.” He wrestled for his words, “And remember, what people do on the surface can seem deceitful, but deep down they are really just trying to help.” Danny did not know how to respond and remained silent. “Listen, I am going to get going.” He picked up his bag, “I won’t say a word about what happened if you don’t. Ok? ”
An odd look had come across Jimmy’s face as Danny nodded trying to process his words. Jimmy opened the door and stepped out. As the door began to close, Danny put his foot in the way stopping it momentarily. He wanted to thank Jimmy but instead just said, “see you around.”
Danny watched as Jimmy drove off. He closed the door and headed back to the change room sitting down on his mat. He could see from Jimmy’s reaction that there was something more than Nathan had let on between him and Nathan and while he tried to put the pieces together he looked over seeing the boxes on the shelving unit. With all that had happened, Jimmy had forgotten the reason he had entered the room to begin with. He stood up taking the largest of the three boxes down only to discover it along with the other two were tightly taped shut. Giving up that he could open them unnoticed, he picked up his teddy and sat back down. The mat seemed to calm him out and he closed his eyes as he went into a deep daydream thinking about what might be in the boxes.
“Hey, that’s pretty cute there big guy.” Danny opened his eyes to see Nathan standing beside him. He had not heard the door open and went beat red not sure how to explain his actions. Speechless he got up pushing his teddy to the wall in the hopes that it was not noticed. It did not seem to faze Nathan and he carried on, “We should get you changed up so we can get something to eat. I want to hear all about your day, especially your time with Jimmy.” While Nathan spoke, Danny noticed his wet diaper sitting on the end of the change table and it occurred to him that he was also dry!”
Looking to buy some time he stood up and felt his diaper, “I am ok for a bit. Jimmy left us some stuff that I really want to check out. Let’s do that first.”
Nathan also wanted to see what was in the bag but on his own before he shared it with Danny, “Sure, maybe he brought something useful. Where is it?”
“Sitting in the living room.” Danny had moved to the door hoping to keep Nathan’s eyes off of the table.
“I’ll go get it, you hop up on the table and wait for me.” As he walked out, he gave Danny’s bottom a light slap, “I see your diaper held up pretty well, I am impressed. ” As soon as he walked out, Danny grabbed the wet diaper and placed it into the wet diaper container. He then did his best to wet but nothing happened. It had been a few minutes and looked down the hall asking Nathan if he was coming. Nathan had opened the bag and knew he was not ready to share it with Danny. In it were two onesies, a solid blue one and one with a toy pattern on it, a few pairs of very plastic pants one being teddy bears the other milky white, some thick cloth diapers, stuffers and a large pacifier. “Yeah, wait on the table, I’ll just be minute. I want get a drink first.”
Nathan took out the baby looking onesie, plastic baby pants as well as the pacifier and hid them under the chair. As he was going through the bag, Danny had no luck wetting and had stepped into the bathroom to run the tap hoping it would promote the urge to go. When nothing happened, he noted the cup by the sink and filled it up then poured it down his diaper. The water was cold and Danny jumped as it ran around his crotch. Pleased with the result, he went back and quickly got on the table waiting to be changed.
“I changed my mind, I don’t need a drink.” Nathan placed the bag down beside the change table unsure if he would try the blue onesie on Danny. He pulled a diaper from the shelf handing it to Danny to hold. He smiled as he undid Danny’s pants and pulled them down exposing his wet diaper. Danny handed the diaper to him and raised his bum. Nathan placed it under his bum and reached for the top tape stopping as he looked at the carefully folded down top of Danny’s diaper. The special care that had gone into Danny’s diaper was not his work but he recognized it for sure. He put his hand on Danny’s crotch and a definite look of disappointment came over him as he noticed that not only was Danny soft but his diaper was quite cool. Danny slouched into the diaper table as he heard Nathan speak. “Someone’s had some help today and been a bad little boy.”
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Chapter 7 - “Not a Baby.”
The room was as still as a lake on a bright sunny morning but there were storm clouds close by. The wet diaper remained securely fastened to Danny’s bottom with Nathan’s hand resting on top of it. Neither showed any interest in making the next move. Danny’s mind jumped around from loosing Nathan to being picked up and put over his knee. He hoped for the later but the look of disappointment on Nathan’s face suggested differently. His penis remained soft, a rarity when Nathan had his hands anywhere near him, but the thought of loosing Nathan was consuming him. Pellets of rain began to beat against the window and thunder could be heard in the near distance. With each bang, Danny’s heart pounded as if it was Nathan’s voice yelling.
Slowly, Nathan pulled back his hand and Danny started to sit up but was gently put back down without a word from either. As he lay on his back, Danny watched as Nathan took the smaller of the boxes off the shelf and tore off the tape. There appeared to be several items in the box and Nathan moved them about, looking and moving on to the next until he pulled out a long black looking paddle. Danny couldn’t tell if it was leather or wood, but figured that either way he was about to find out. He knew it was not his diaper or wetting but his lies that had brought it to this. Nathan ran his hand across the paddle and looked over to Danny, staring at him, as he lightly slapped it against his own hand. A bolt of thunder rang through the room and Danny knew it was too late to protest and instinctively rolled onto his belly and waited.
There was only about 3 feet between the paddle and Danny’s bottom and his body tensed in anticipation of the first whack. Nathan moved forward standing tall over Danny. He could see the butt cheeks tensing and relaxing inside Danny’s diaper and raised the paddle high. Danny took a deep breath and cringed as the paddle lowered coming to a rest beside him. He looked out of the corner of his eye to see the paddle next to him. Perhaps Nathan had a change of heart or worse was about to give up on him.
With a pat on his bum, Nathan finally broke the silence, “Roll over.” There was no hostility or anger in the request but at the same time Danny knew it was not a suggestion. He rolled to his back and Nathan reached down and pulled up Danny’s pants. Danny raised his bum in accommodation and Nathan zipped him up fastening the top button. Danny sat up, half expecting to be put back down, but Nathan stepped back allowing him to leave the table. Danny had still yet to say anything and felt unsure of his place. Although calm, Nathan’s tone was strong, “Sit down on the mat. I’ll just be a minute.” Danny did as he was told and sat down, his wet diaper spreading under his cheeks but showing no issues in holding up. Nathan left the room, closing the door and leaving Danny to wonder how he had gotten himself into such a predicament. He knew it was his lying that continued to get Nathan upset and worried as he still had a bigger secret that would certainly destroy what they had. Nathan could never know that Jimmy had done more than just change him.
The door opened and Nathan stood holding three items.” Your buddy Jimmy brought these for you and although my first instinct was you were not a baby and did not need such things, it appears I was wrong.” The pressure against Danny’s diaper began to show and given the events of the day, Danny worried that Nathan might find it inappropriate and decide to use the paddle after all. He raised his knees trying to conceal his forming erection. “Lift your hands up high.” Danny did as he was instructed and liked how Nathan took control. A large tee shirt was put over his head and hung low as it was extra long. The sleeves were quite different and as he looked down at his body, he realized he was in a baby’s top of some sort covered in toys and childish items. The long ends had snaps on them and he immediately recognized that he was being put into baby attire.
“Fuck this Nathan. I don’t think so, I am not a baby!” His protest was out of embarrassment not intrigue and as he said it, he felt the conflict inside of him. As much as he felt he should stand up and protest, he wanted to stay put.
Nathan placed a pacifier down beside Danny along with the babyish plastic pants, “No, you are not a baby, but you act like one and seeing as it was your new buddy who brought these for you, it would be wrong not to put them to good use. Nathan’s hands rested on his shoulders and Danny found himself lying down on the matt. Nathan removed his pants and picked up the plastic pants shaking them open revealing the teddy bear print on them. The pressure of his penis in the tight diaper was intense and was starting to hurt but instead of being angry as Danny had feared, Nathan laughed, “Not a baby!” He gave Danny’s crotch a quick rub and then opened the pants up wide. “Lift your legs.” Danny’s hesitation caused Nathan to glare. He put his legs up in the air feeling the soft plastic sliding down against his skin and over his diaper. The baby pants fit snug and he reached out to touch them. Nathan grabbed his hand. “No, no touching.”
Without questioning, Danny stopped. Nathan had assumed full control and Danny found himself helpless. His body was lightly shaking and he closed his eyes to hide a tear while Nathan adjusted the onesie between his legs. With each snap fastening, the onesie became snugger and snugger wrapping his diapered bottom securely. He had forgotten about the paddle and being a bad boy and went off into a daydream like he had yet to experience. He curled his legs up and rocked. Nathan placed the pacifier into his mouth and he naturally sucked on it going even deeper into his dream like state. He could feel Nathan patting his diaper as he rocked and felt like he did not have a care in the world. He was on his mat diapered like a baby with his boyfriend and found it the most magical moment of his life.
A huge flash of lightning and thunder made Danny jump and his pacifier dropped out of his mouth. Nathan grabbed him, picked him up, and held him tightly for a few minutes before moving to the corner of the room and putting him down. He was facing the wall, a feeling he recalled in grade two when he was put in the corner for chewing gum. He stood motionless as Nathan spoke.
“I am at odds with you. You were asked only to leave your diaper alone and instead, instead you had Jimmy changing you. I know Jimmy well and I am sure he had a big part in this but Danny you are my boyfriend and I expect better, far better of you.” Nathan had stopped talking and Danny slowly turned his head seeing Nathan returning from the table with the paddle. He clenched his butt cheeks and faced the wall. Nathan stood behind him and continued, “and I am sure you were wet and uncomfortable however that is no excuse.” Danny flinched as another bolt of thunder filled the room. “Now, turn around. We are going to put your pants on and do as I asked earlier today.”
Danny was relieved and turned around staring into the paddle. “I am really sorry, I was just so wet and we were on the mat and I was feeling so, so, well, I don’t know how to explain it but before I knew it, Jimmy had me in a dry diaper.” Danny knew he was not telling everything but at least what he told was the truth.
Nathan slapped Danny’s bottom lightly with the paddle and smiled. Danny was relieved to see that the tension had lifted and saw hope that things might be ok. “I really appreciate you telling me the truth but here’s the thing. You lied to me, again, and you obviously put water in your diaper to hide it and above all, you did not do as I asked. It’s good that you have told me now but that is a little late.” Nathan looked hard into Danny’s eyes until Danny gave way and looked down. He again feared Nathan would tell him to pack his things and go and began to shuffle his feet. “So now”, he stopped, looking Danny over, “you are dressed as your buddy seems to think fit and we are going for dinner.”
The look of horror on Danny’s face caused Nathan to continue, “In pants of course silly!” The look of anxiety left and Nathan momentarily laughed then became serious. “However, your plastic pants will only last so long, and if you do leak, you will need to be changed. Grab a diaper on the way out. Oh, and one more thing,” Nathan placed the paddle on the change table, “I wasn’t about to waist a good diaper. Jimmy certainly did a great job there, but when you are ready to be changed, we will finish up.” He picked up and straightened the paddle. Danny’s gut sank as Nathan handed him his pants. “Now, be a big boy and put these on. “
Nathan left the room and Danny stared at the door to be sure he was gone. His hand moved to his diaper and he looked at himself in the mirror. He felt the soft plastic pant under his onesie and slowly rubbed it. The sound of thunder jolted him and understanding that Nathan did not like to be kept waiting, he put on his pants quickly turning to check out his bottom in the mirror. He was surprised at how little his diaper could be noticed however the toys on his onesie were another matter!
“Let’s go, what are you doing in there?” Danny hurried out of the room and met Nathan at the door. “Ah, good, that’s pretty cute as well, the girls will love you.” Nathan looked relaxed as he straightened the shoulder on Danny’s onesie. As uncomfortable as Danny was going out in such a childish outfit, he knew that he was not ready for the paddle so opened the door and stepped out.
“You did well Danny.” Nathan took Danny by the hand bring him back into the hall. “Wait here.” Nathan returned to the change room and Danny prepared for the worse. He felt himself hardening and shrugged in disbelief. He was about to be paddled and he was aroused. That made so little sense to him. Nathan’s returned with a blue onesie in his hand. “Here, we’ll put you in this instead.” Nathan had Danny’s pants and baby pants down and the babyish onesie off in a flash. He liked the feel of Nathan dressing him and as the blue onesie was being snapped up it stuck Danny’s curiosity.
“You are good with these tee shirts.”
“You are wearing a onesie, not a tee shirt but maybe for a boy like you dressing seems difficult.” Nathan laughed as he grabbed Danny by the ass and usher him to the door. “And don’t forget, there is big boy time!” Danny smiled, he like the sound of that. As natural as what he had experienced seemed to be for him, sex with his boyfriend could not be discounted.
“Let’s eat fast then,” said Danny, liking the turn of events.
It was five o’clock and the quaint little restaurant that Nathan frequently visited had only a light crowd. Danny liked his onesie finding that it gave him the confident that he would not be caught as Jimmy was as he moved about. As he sat talking with Nathan he was relaxed and though constantly aware of his diapered state was not overly bothered by it. The food was excellent and the two spent the time laughing and joking over food and a few beers. When they finished up, Nathan paid the bill and stood up. “I need to use the washroom before we head out.”
Danny crossed his legs tightly, “Sure, I’ll wait here for you.”
It was easy to see Danny had to pee but still Nathan pushed the half drank beer of Danny’s back in front of him. “Waste not, want not! We’ll leave after I piss.” Just hearing the word piss caused a small stream of pee to leak out into his diaper. He breathed in deeply to stop it, then looking to his beer, chugged it down hoping to get out of the place as soon as Nathan returned.
Nathan came out but had stopped to chat to one of the servers and seemed in no hurry to get back. The impact of the two beers was too much to hold and Danny began to wet. It was uncontrollable with the piss wrapping around his sides and down through his crotch. Convinced he was making a mess and with his pee still going, he headed to the door and stood outside. He discreetly felt around the edges of his diaper to be sure that he had not leaked. He recalled Nathan’s threat and was not about to be changed in public!
It took almost ten minutes before Nathan showed up and while he waited, several couples had exited smiling at Danny as they walked by. It made him blush and he was uncomfortable convinced his wet diaper was more than obvious. Nathan tried to look Danny over to see that everything was intact but Danny moved him to the side and quickly went to the car.
“You could have left the keys, everyone was staring at me!” They sat down in the car and Nathan put his hand on Danny’s very wet diaper ignoring the small tantrum. “Hmmm, what do you think, we don’t want my seats wet.”
“It’s fine! Let’s just get back.” Danny was agitated but quickly toned himself down. He needed to be changed and figured it was far better to have Nathan in a good mood given what he had coming. He gave Nathan a big smile and pulled on his seat belt, “You know, because we have big boy things to do!”
Nathan gave Danny’s diaper a squeeze, holding it for moment and then started the car. “That was Michael in there, you recall from the party?” Danny had not recognized him but now remembered that they spoke briefly in the kitchen the night of the party and seemed to be a good guy. “He’s having a party Saturday with most of the guys you met the last time so I said we were in.”
Danny liked getting to know Nathan’s friends but was concerned.”Well, hopefully my wetting is under control. I can’t go wearing diapers for sure!”
“Well, let’s see how the week goes.” Nathan was determined to alleviate Danny’s concern and noted that Jimmy would be there. A feeling of guilt built up in Danny as looked out the window. He thought about how enchanting Jimmy was but knew it would be extremely awkward being around him and Nathan at the same time.
The conversation back was light and as the two walked up to the door, Nathan held Danny’s diaper as it sagged low. His onesie was unable to keep it up and Danny grew worried as Nathan spoke. “You are one wet little boy. We better get you out of that wet diaper!”
Danny slowed and stopped. He fidgeted with his hands and he rocked back and forth on his feet, his voice low as he replied. “Nathan, I need to be changed, and I know I was bad earlier and deserve to be punished but that paddle, I don’t want to be spanked with it.” He wanted to ask why he even had such a device but did not as he waited for the response that came abruptly.
Nathan opened the door and picked Danny up. “Seriously Nathan, I do not want to be spanked with that paddle.” Danny squirmed as Nathan held him tightly taking him into the change room.
He put Danny down on the table and moved the paddle to the shelf. “I really enjoyed tonight, you were funny as heck.” Danny lay still unsure of what was transpiring as Nathan pulled down his pants and slid afresh diaper under him. He unsnapped the onesie and lowered the plastic pants that had become quite wet inside. Removing the Diaper, he rolled it up and placed it on Danny’s chest. “Of course you do not want to be spanked. Now, what do we do with JIMMY’S diaper?”
The weight of the diaper on his chest felt twenty times what it should and all Danny could think about was Jimmy taking his penis into his mouth. He was not hard and knew he deserved something for what he had done but could never tell Nathan. His face flushed, but this time in fear as he took the diaper in his hand and rolled onto his stomach.”I don’t know Sir.”
Nathan gave his ass a hard slap with his hand and the wet diaper dropped to the floor as Danny grabbed onto the sides of the table and braced for what was coming. It was swift and the paddle landed with a solid WHACK. His first thought was that he was fine, but within a second the sting ran through his skin and he arched in anticipation as the second swat landed hard on his smooth exposed buttocks. “Fucking ouch!” He wanted to cry and for it to end but his guilt over came him and he accepted the third, fourth, fifth and sixth swat leaving his ass burning red and sore with his body totally weakened.
While he waited for the next whack he felt a cool cream on his buttocks. Nathan had put the paddle down and was rubbing it gently into Danny’s very sore bottom. “Let’s hope we never need this again.” The cream felt good on his skin and Danny twitched as Nathan every once in a while ran his finger up between his cheeks. Danny shifted as he was becoming erect and Nathan hands soon discovered just how hard Danny was.
The fresh diaper had fallen to the floor and Nathan picked it up and placed in on the shelf. Nathan then picked up Danny, suggested his diaper would have to wait. He was excited at the thought of makeup sex but his bum was on fire still. He held on tightly with his red ass hanging over Nathan’s shoulder as they left. Nathan stopped before the bedroom however and put Danny down on the small bench inside the washroom and turned the tap on in the bath. Danny had softened and looked up to Nathan. “You need to shower?”
The plug was in the tub and it was filling with warm water. Nathan poured what looked to Danny like shampoo into the flow and stepped back. “Not me, you. We need to bath you up!” Danny looked at the tub filling. The flow of the water was mesmerizing and the two watched as the tub filled with bubbles. Nathan removed the onesie from Danny and placed him in the tub. The bubbles tingled and he felt his hair getting wet as Nathan began to bath him. He sat up tall as the soap slid over his smooth skin and leaned his bum out as Nathan cleaned up the results of his day in diapers. He felt fresh and the baby scent of the water was overwhelming. He lied down in the tub as Nathan’s hand slowly went up and down his torso. He could still feel his spanking but being bathed and with Nathan made it all seem ok. He would have loved to have his teddy bear with him but was still far too shy about his feeling to ask for it. He slid around the tub playing with the bubbles and every once in a while splashing and getting Nathan wet.
It had been 40 minutes but it felt like five. Nathan had prepared two towels and looked to Danny, “You are going to look like a prune if we don’t get you out of there.” Danny stepped out and onto the bath mat and was carefully dried off with Nathan paying extra care to his red bottom. He sat Danny on the bench and left returning with a bottle of baby powder that he distributed over his chest and buttocks. The smell was amazing and Danny was once again erect. Nathan stood him up and knelt down putting his hands carefully on Danny’s bum while taking him into his mouth. Danny let out a soft moan as Nathan, who had just spanked him so hard, was now so gentle with him as he ran his lips up and down. It had been a long and incredible day for Danny and now it was ending right.
Nathan took Danny into the bedroom placing him face down across the pillows on the bed and caressed his red cheeks spreading them and moving his finger over his hole. Danny spasmed as Nathan’s tongue moved in to replace his finger and the warm wet feeling of it tickling and pushing in and out made him squirm trying to keep himself from cumming. The heat from his spanking was no longer an issue as this was a new pleasure he had yet to experience with Nathan and it took over his body. Nathan slipped back and moved Danny to his back. He pushed his legs back and entered him slowly. The two kissed passionately and Danny’s eyes closed as Nathan thrust deeply inside of him. The strong slow thrusts caused Danny’s body to tense tightly and he found himself shooting across his chest as Nathan collapsed on top of him.
It was only 7pm but it felt like midnight. The two cuddled closely and Nathan could feel the heat in Danny’s bottom as he drew him in to snuggle. Danny had been through so much and his exhaustion caused him to drift off into a deep sleep. Nathan carefully got up and went to get the remaining items Jimmy had brought. He took the large cloth diaper, milky plastic pants, and pacifier and noticing the teddy on the floor, grabbed it as well and returned to the room. Danny was out cold and hardly stirred as Nathan put him into the fresh cloth diaper and pulled on the plastic pants. He placed the teddy under Danny’s arm and put the pacifier in his mouth.
Danny looked like an angel lying in his diapers and Nathan reached down giving him a kiss on the forehead. He stepped away and quietly closed the door behind him. His mission was almost accomplished. He headed back to the change room and looking at the crib, moved the mattress to the side and began assembling the frame.
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Chapter 8 - ”In the beginning”
The crib was a bright white with a solid headboard and typical rail sidings. The mattress was far larger than any regular crib would accommodate and it was apparent that as well as the crib was made, it was definitely not from the factory. It went together quickly and Nathan put the mattress in. The plastic mattress cover that surrounded it crinkled as it fell into place. Outside of that it could accommodate a rather large baby, the crib itself looked just like any other. The side was down and Nathan sat on the mattress with a look of pride. His fingers caressed the plastic cover as he looked about the room finally resting his eyes on the three boxes on the shelving unit.
Standing up, he went over and took the large box off the shelf and eagerly brought it back to the crib tearing off the tape that held it securely shut. The box was full of attire and Nathan began to make up the crib. The sheet design was boxes and assorted toys and the bumper pad was a solid blue. Reaching to the bottom, he pulled out a quilt. It was light and puffy with a pattern of letters, trucks and cars on it. At the center was a large heart with the letter N in the center. Nathan placed it on the mattress and ran his hand across it to ensure it was flat but then folded it up and placed it back choosing another. This one had a large teddy as the main feature, which he thought, was certainly more appropriate as he smoothed it out.
The crib looked almost complete and Nathan sat down to admire his efforts. It had been a long day for him and he took a second to lie back. He was relaxed and pulled his feet up onto the mattress. His hands ran over the sides of the crib and as they met the mattress, his fingers found the cotton bedding and began to lightly stroke it. His legs curled to his chest and he relaxed, pondering the day’s events and thinking how lucky he was to have found Danny.
It had been around a month since they had first met at a charity fair. Daniel was running one of the games and Nathan had come up to his booth determined to win. As a child, he always envied the person that had won the big prize, usually an over sized stuffed animal of some kind, and carried it around like a prized possession. The game was a simple ring toss and Daniel knew the chances of winning were slim but was having fun with Nathan as he racked up the dollars.
“I am going to be able to close up early. At your rate, I am almost at my goal.” Nathan was over fifty dollar in and had a collection of 11 small stuffed animals as he continued to miss winning the big prize.
“I think I am close, did you see that last one. It almost rang the bottle. Besides, if I get to 20, I can trade in for a large.”
Daniel looked at his own sign, unaware of such a rule. “I don’t think so. You have to put it over the entire bottle for that. Daniel had actually done just that for a few guys earlier in the day but he liked Nathan around so was not about to make it easy for him to win and head off.
“Hmmm, then I guess I better start focusing then. By the way, I’m Nathan.”
“Hey Nathan, I’m Daniel, some call me Dan. It’s good to meet you and certainly thanks for the big donation! Are you planning on playing until you win the big one?”
Nathan had come over to the games for just that but in the end was staying because he was enjoying the company. “Well, perhaps but maybe I should be smashing plates or throwing for baskets. This looked like my best bet at the time.” Reality was that Nathan had picked the ring toss only when he noticed it was manned by a very hot guy.
“Tell you what, if you win fifteen small prizes before winning a big one, I’ll let you pay with your prizes, one small stuffed animal per toss.” Daniel worried Nathan may not want to pay out a whole lot more and hoped this would keep him around a bit longer.
“That’s a deal.” Nathan smiled and looked to see if it was returned.
“Are you from here?” said Daniel as he smiled back.
“Yeah, I grew up in Toronto. How about yourself?”
“I moved here a few months ago from Summerside.” Nathan was stumped but did not want to look ignorant, as he had no idea where that was. It was apparent to Daniel by his look and he clarified. “You may not know it. It’s a small city in Prince Edward Island.”
“Ah, ok. I have never been out that way but I hear it’s really nice.” Nathan had won fifteen small animals and was now starting to return them as he continued to miss over and over.
“For sure, it’s a great place to grow up but it’s been good to get away and explore.” As Daniel turned to retrieve the rings, Nathan was looking over his lean tight body and cute ass. Daniel was not a big guy but he was very good looking and it was obvious he kept himself in shape. His eyes moved up as Daniel turned back and handed him the rings. “Some things are just more difficult in smaller towns.” Daniel and Nathan’s eyes caught each other and Daniel looked away. “Try throwing them on a slight angle as you toss.”
Nathan was down to four prizes and tossed into the center of the pit. It made a ringing sound as it landed running itself down to the base of the bottle. “Yes! Finally.” Daniel tried not to show his disappointment as he looked at the ring sitting over the pop bottle. Nathan looked smug, “I guess I get the big prize.”
“You sure do. Make sure you tell everyone where you won if you don’t mind. So, which one do you want to take home.”
Nathan looked at Daniel and grinned and then pointed to the large St Bernard. As Daniel reached for it, Nathan pointed back at Daniel, “Unless this one is available.” Daniel smiled. He had never been hit on by a guy before and was awkward. He took down the St Bernard and handed it to Nathan. He was blushing and his eyes wouldn’t make contact with Nathan’s. His feet rocked back and forth as he struggled to reply. Nathan sensed he had misread the situation and became embarrassed as well. “Oh, Sorry, I thought maybe.” Nathan was not usually lost for words but was caught off guard. “Shit, sometimes I say the dumbest things, just ignore me. Thanks, it was a lot of fun winning.” Nathan took his prize and turned away.
Daniel was a quiet guy and not out to his family and friends back home. He had moved to Toronto determined to find his way but time after time he found his shy nature kept him much to himself. He had volunteered for the fair to try to meet people and was annoyed with himself for how he had responded. While Nathan was still within earshot, he gathered all of his courage, “I am done at eight.”
Nathan stopped, trying to act casual, “sounds good, then I will be back here at eight!”
Nathan sat up, thinking he heard movement and figured it was Danny and got up to look. Danny had rolled to his tummy, his ass in the air and his teddy still clutched under his arm. He loved how calm Danny looked sleeping in his diaper and placed his hand on his bottom verifying he was dry. He left the room and went into the bathroom taking out a water bottle from the cabinet. It was an old fashion water bottle that had been adapted with a long thin hose. He turned the water on to warm, filled it up, and returned to Danny.
“Are you awake?” Nathan wanted to be sure before he continued. Convinced it was safe, he gently pulled the top of Daniel’s diaper out and placed the tube into his diaper. He then watched as the diaper soaked up the water and then gracefully pulled out the tube and headed back to the living room. He sat down and turned on the TV but found himself thinking of Danny and their first date.
As promised, Nathan returned at eight. Daniel mentioned he had not eaten since two and Nathan offered to take him to a small restaurant that he often visited. The conversation seemed effortless and Daniel found Nathan very ease to be with. The place was not crowded and they sat off to the corner with plenty of privacy. Daniel was pleased with himself for getting up the nerve to call Nathan back and Nathan as well was pretty pleased with himself having just recently split with his boyfriend and being unsure about getting back into the dating scene so quickly.
While they chatted, one of the waiters came by and started to speak to Nathan, “Hey Nathan, good to see you back.”
“Hey, yeah it’s been a few weeks.” Nathan seemed reserved as the two exchanged pleasantries. Danny fidgeted with his hands wondering if Nathan would introduce him. Nathan knew he was being unfair but the waiter was good friend of his ex’s and he didn’t want to get into it.
“Well, I am off for the night; we’ll see you next week I hope.” Nathan nodded and with the waiter gone, carried on as if they had never been interrupted.
“So, Summerside, how big is it.”
Daniel laughed, he figured whatever the deal was it was not his concern, “well, it’s a city but it’s not big at all, maybe 15,000 people or so. We had more than that at the fair alone today.”
“That would be pretty cool. You must know the whole town!”
“Well, perhaps. It’s kind of like that, but that can have its draw backs as well.”
“Hard to be yourself I guess.” Nathan was fishing. He had assumed this was a date of sorts but was not sure Daniel considered it as such and he was trying to get some confirmation of Daniel’s motivation. “
“That’s for sure, it’s one of the reasons I left, being gay and all.” Daniel stopped having never referred to himself as gay to anyone. “I mean, my buddy’s certainly may have suspected it but we never discussed it. How about you, are you out?”
Surprised by Daniel’s frankness, Nathan took a second to reply. “I don’t think I was ever in! I had my first boyfriend at thirteen. Not that we did much but still, enough to get me teased hard throughout high school.“ Nathan liked how Daniel seemed shy but still fairly sure of himself. “And you, when did you have your first boyfriend?”
“Hmmm, I guess never! I have never even been on a date.” Daniel looked carefully at Nathan’s body language thinking twenty-three was pretty old to have never dated.
“Well, let’s consider this your first date then!” Nathan’s face lit up and Daniel laughed. Something about Nathan allowed him to be himself and the rest of the evening flew by with the waiter bringing them the bill to settle as they were closing. Nathan pulled out his card telling Daniel it was on him.
“I am not too far from here if you want to come back for a coffee or something” said Daniel blushing slightly.
“That sounds good. I have to be up early but maybe a quick one.” The two headed back to Daniel’s and while Daniel put on some coffee, Nathan looked around the apartment.
“Really nice place you have here, I have a similar unit but it’s a bit large with 3 bedrooms. My ex and I shared it for a while but I may move as it’s really too large.”
“Well, this has one more bedroom than I need but I use it for my bike and extra crap.” Daniel handed Nathan his coffee and sat beside him. He was extremely attracted to him and still in a bit of shock having asked him back. “So you work early?” Danny looked Nathan in the eyes and they locked momentarily. There was a comfort he felt with Nathan that he had not experienced before and with his eyes locked on Nathan’s he felt a hand rest on his knee.
“I do, but I am good on light sleep so I guess I am not that worried about it” said Nathan rubbing Daniel’s knee softly.
Daniel found himself hardening and worried about appearing naïve. “I had a really great night.” He placed his hand on Nathan’s and waited for a response. Nathan moved in closer and brought his lips to Daniel’s. It was his first real kiss with a guy and the first thing he noticed was the stubble. It was course and tickled but Nathan’s soft lips made up for it as the two embraced. Daniel felt Nathan’s hand move over his body and he tried to do the same. He was not sure where to touch but as Nathan’s hand moved to his crotch he jumped back, mostly embarrassed that he was hard.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to jump.”
“My fault, I got carried away.” Nathan smiled and moved his hand to his own knee.
Daniel put his hand on the back of Nathan’s head and kissed him hard. “I am just a bit nervous, I think what we are doing is fine.” Daniel placed his hand on Nathan’s crotch and Nathan again took the lead, removing his shirt and then Daniels. They kissed and rubbed exploring each other as the coffee they poured went cold. Daniel was turned on beyond his imagination and reached into Nathan’s pants. Nathan decided it was time and picking up Daniel asked, “Which room?”
Daniel was shaking, this was his first real time with a guy, but he definitely knew he wanted to continue and pointed to the bedroom on the left. The two kissed as Nathan carried him to the bed and removed Daniel’s pants and then his own before lying down beside him. “I really had a wonderful night and don’t want to do anything to ruin it, are you sure.”
“Yeah, it’s good.” Daniel was rock hard and Nathan began stroking him gently up and down. Danny then reached over and did the same for Nathan. They flipped around and while holding onto Daniel’s buttocks, took Daniel deep into his mouth. A soft moaning could be heard with Danny experiencing sensations that were far more intense than he ever imagined. His eyes closed and his tight body contracted as Nathan’s drew him in deeper. Nathan felt a soft hand surround his penis and he was guided into Daniel’s waiting mouth. They had been playing for over an hour and Nathan knew he would not last long but before he could worry, Daniel was shooting hard which in turn caused Nathan to spasm and explode leaving them both in a sticky mess.
The two laid back holding onto each other, “So that’s how a first date works huh.” Daniel laughed at himself while Nathan pulled him is close resting his hands on Daniel’s muscular chest.
“Hopefully the first of many!” said Nathan. The room went quiet with the two of them taking in the moment but it was close to one in the morning and finally Nathan spoke up. “Don’t take this wrong, but I should get going, I really do have to be up early!”
Daniel sat up, “Oh, for sure, you told me before. I have stuff to do as well.” It got awkward with Daniel feeling insecure that perhaps this was how a one-night stand would go. He picked up Nathan’s things and handed them to him, “your shirt is in on the floor in the living room.”
“I wish I could stay, but I need a change of clothes for the morning” It was obvious Daniel was not right. “Maybe we could get together after work tomorrow, see a movie or something?”
Daniel was thrilled, “that would be fantastic!”
He leaned over and gave Daniel a kiss. “I’ll let myself out. See you tomorrow right?” Daniel nodded, collapsing back on the bed. Nathan put on his pants on and as he got to the doorway, he turned around, “I hit the washroom first. I need to clean up a bit before I head out.” He was not paying much attention and mistakenly opened the door to the second bedroom. His eyes grew wide as he looked around. There was no bike or junk, but a single bed with trucks on the bedspread, stuffed animals across the pillow and posters of Finding Nemo and Toy Story on the walls. His heart raced with excitement and he carefully closed the door and opened the one beside it going into the washroom.
“I’ll call you mid day if that’s ok, I can’t wait to see you again!” Daniel was wide awake, excited at how well the evening had gone. He was sure Nathan was the one for him and now more than ever, Nathan was convinced that Daniel was the one for him.”
Danny woke with his teddy was still under his arm but his pacifier had long since fallen out. The TV could be heard in the background and he looked at the clock seeing it was 10:15PM. The heat on his bottom reminded him of his of his spanking but more so, he felt unusually wet and at first thought he was lying on wet sheets. He looked down, relieved he had not wet the mattress, discovering he had been put in cloth diapers. His fingers ran over the soft plastic pant that covered his very wet diaper and he began to harden. They plastic pants felt babyish and he took his teddy and rolled over noticing the pacifier that was resting under his shoulder. He felt like he was back in his own room and smiled, taking the pacifier and putting it into his mouth. His teddy got big squeeze and he curled his legs up to his chest. His eyes were fixated on the door to ensure Nathan did not come in and see that he was enjoying his “punishment.” He loved this feeling but it was where he felt comfortable telling Nathan almost anything, his infantile ways he was not. Unlike his regular diapers, these ones seemed to feel much wetter and he became nervous that he might leak. The heat in his bottom was still very much a reminder and he decided he had better get up to be changed. With his teddy and pacifier in hand, he walked into the living room.
There he stood, his cloth diaper drooping badly, his teddy dragging in one hand and his pacifier in the other. He was upset as he looked down at his soaked diaper. “Look at this, if you hadn’t diapered me the bed would be soaked! I can’t even nap without wetting. I just don’t get it!” Danny was feeling his thick cloth diaper and pointing his pacifier in Nathan’s face, “And I guess this is more of Jimmy’s stuff. I think we should stick to my regular diapers. These make me look like a frickin baby.”
Danny took a deep breath and sat down with Nathan. He was under the impression that Nathan was still punishing him by treating him like a baby with the cloth diapers, pacifier and teddy. “I know I was bad and disappointed you, but I have plenty of better things to suck on. Perhaps we can give Jimmy back some of his stuff.” Danny hoped his posturing was not too obvious as he tried to deflect his true feeling.
Nathan’s stomach dropped. He thought Danny was ready for the next step but decided he still had a lot of work still to do. He felt Danny’s wet diaper and then stood up, “I’m heading to bed myself. Go hop back in bed and I’ll change you up there.”
Danny did as he was told and Nathan went to get a diaper. He opened the door and looked at the crib disappointingly, knowing he would have to take it down, at least for now.
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Chapter 9 - “…The Pipes, The Pipes Are Calling.”
Nathan waited patiently for Danny to fall asleep before slipping out to disassemble the crib. He quietly went into the change room and closed the door behind him. He looked at the crib imagining how fun it would have been to have Danny in it but he figured that he had made a big mistake in trying to get there. He got up onto the mattress and began to untie the bumper pads, every so often looking to the door and listening for any signs that Danny had woken. As he removed the pads, his fingers ran up and down the poles on the sides of the crib. With the pads untied, he turned onto his back and pulled his legs up to his chest. It had been a long day and his disappointment was evident. He thought back to the days that he and Jimmy were together and how much fun they had with the nursery. It wasn’t meant to be a secret, but he had avoided telling Danny a lot about Jimmy and besides, Danny seemed disinterested the few times he had. The reality was that he and Jimmy had dated off and on for over two years, finally living together for the latter part but discovering they just had different goals. It was a hard break up but they remained good friends.
The sound of Nathan’s cell phone caused Nathan to leap from the crib. He didn’t want Danny waking up and he fled to the front door and read the waiting text. “Don’t forget the party –and your wallet! - this weekend – Michael.”
Nathan stood thinking that perhaps Jimmy was right and he had made a mess of things all on his own. Danny seemed all confused and he had risked their relationship over a silly bet. He knew he had to make it right before the party Saturday but had no idea how. He looked in on Danny who as usual was sleeping on his belly with his bum up and his legs curled in. The white of his diaper took on a glow as the moon shone through the window catching it at just the right angle. Confident that he was asleep, he returned to finish taking the crib apart. It was late and Nathan struggled to stay awake, slipping back into bed the minute he was done.
The glow of the moon was replaced by the bright morning that shining in through the window causing Danny to wake early. The light was blinding but it was something else that was bothering him and it took a few seconds for him to figure it out. He placed his hand on the front of his diaper and the around the back discovering that he was dry. He was excited! It was the first morning in while that he had not woken up in a wet diaper and he was thinking that perhaps his wetting had passed. He immediately thought to wake up Nathan to tell him the good news but as he turned towards him, he got a pit in his stomach. As much as he couldn’t find it in himself to let Nathan know his true feelings, he had grown to like his diaper changes and Nathan’s take charge ways. Without his bed wetting, what possible reason would there be for Nathan to diaper him.
The shifting of the bed caused Nathan to stir and he notice Danny sitting on the end of the bed. Barley awake, he asked in a very soft voice what he was doing up so early. Danny got up and closed the blind on the bedroom window. “The sun was in my eyes, go back to sleep.” Nathan rolled over and Danny lied back down beside him staring at the ceiling as he contemplated his predicament. Feeling his dry diaper again, he knew what had to happen.
It was close to nine am and as a result of the closed blinds, Nathan found that he had overslept. He looked at the clock and then to Danny who was still fast asleep. “Crap!” he thought to himself, realizing that after taking down the crib he had not managed Danny’s wetting. He tried to get out of bed unnoticed but as he did, Danny opened his eyes. “Hey, good morning. I had a great sleep after I closed those blinds.”
Nathan knew there was nothing he could about it now. “Yeah, I slept in it was so dark in here. I am pretty hungry, do you want some eggs.” Nathan headed out to the kitchen and Danny followed him out in his diaper that was swaying around at the rear.
“Sure, eggs sound great but can we fix my diaper up first?” Nathan turned and looked at Danny. His diaper was soaked and sagging badly. Confused, Nathan tried to recall if perhaps he had remembered to wet Danny’s diaper but decided that he definitely had gone to bed forgetting.
“You’re soaked,” said Nathan in disbelief as he gave Danny’s bottom a light smack. Sure enough, Danny needed changing! A sense of guilt overcame him and then concern, as he had no idea why Danny would be wetting his diaper except that he had forced him to wear them for so many days. While he was trying to figure things out, Danny had hopped up on the change table and was waiting for Nathan. He loved the feeling of Nathan taking his diaper off and always went hard as he was changed. Nathan moved to the table and removed his soaked diaper, gently wiping him down and powdering him up before tightly securing his diaper for the morning. “You must have really gone into a deep sleep, that’s the wettest I can recall you being.”
“I guess so. I think I may end up just like Jimmy.”
Nathan cringed, “I doubt that but maybe we should get you checked out at the doctors.” Danny had no intention of seeing any doctor and let Nathan know that it was too soon to worry and was still confident it was a passing phase. He got off the table and headed for the kitchen with Nathan a few steps behind, still concerned for his boyfriend but definitely enjoying the view.
During breakfast, Nathan told Danny he had a few errands to run for work and would be out a few hours but the reality was, he was worried about Danny and was heading out to seek some advice. Right after they ate he took off driving to the quaint little restaurant that he and Danny frequented a few times. He took a deep breath and went in. Michael was tied up serving a customer so he took a booth and waited patiently for him to finish.
“Hi Nathan. Where’s your little buddy?”
“Hey Michael, He’s back at home. Do you have a minute to talk?”
The place was pretty quiet and Michael sat down. “Sure thing, it’s quiet right now. By the way, Jimmy was filling me in, sounds like you are cutting it pretty close.” Nathan did not respond. “Oh, and sorry as well if that text was a bit late last night.” Michael laughed, somewhat mockingly.
“Well, forget all that shit, I have a problem.” Nathan looked around to ensure that no one was too close by. “Danny’s started wetting his bed, but for real.”
Jimmy continued to laugh, “Give it up. The bet was you’d have him in a crib in three weeks. I don’t care where he’s pissing.” Michael started to get up. “Was that it?”
“Come on. Wait. I am serious, I need your advice.”
Michael stopped and sat back down. He could tell Nathan was concerned and not just posturing as he first suspected.“So what are you asking?”
“Ok, you’ve been in diapers for a long time but always say it’s your call if you wet or not. Have you ever just wet, not knowing?”
Michael sat back, “I am not sure why I am any more an expert than you but not really, I mean certainly in my fantasies.” Michael was thinking back, he had worn diapers off and on for as long as he could recall but it was only the last few months that he had decided to wear full time.
Nathan continued to probe. “So you don’t think you have just wet the bed?”
Michael smiled, “Hmmm, maybe a few times over the years I’d wake up wet, but I never really analyzed it. And lately, I don’t know. I am so used to them. If it happened, I’d just figure that I had woke up but forgotten is all, but I certainly have not lost control.” Michael seemed to becoming impatient with the conversation. “Jimmy tells me you were helping Daniel, or Danny as you now seem to call him, along. That’s pretty messed up you know, bet or no bet.”
Nathan put his hands to his face and slouched. Jimmy had his own hand in helping out but Nathan kept that to himself knowing it would only make things difficult for Michael. “When we made the silly bet I had just met him. I had no idea we’d get on so well. I mean you have to admit, when I told you about the bedroom and all, it was kind of unreal.”
“Well, you were pretty cocky that’s for sure and even ruined a good diaper party with your no diapers showing rule until he was ‘ready’. We all suspected you were way over your head but wow, you kind of went extreme.”
Nathan chose to let Michael’s rant go unanswered, instead focusing on Danny. “So, what do I do? Do you think I broke him?”
The bizarreness of the question caused Michael to laugh out loudly catching the few tables in the place by surprise as they looked over to see what was up. He lowered his voice and leaned into Nathan, “Listen, I hear the crib is not even set up and that was the deal so the only thing broken will be your bank account. He probably just slept deeply. I mean Jimmy tells me you’ve kept Daniel, Danny, in diapers full time making him wet them, so why the fuck are you surprised when he’s wet? Maybe he just had an accident, but for sure he is not ‘broken’.”
Nathan knew that Michael was being sarcastic but still found his words relieving. Michael was one of the biggest baby’s he knew and he respected his perspective that he was over reacting.
“Ok, thanks, I appreciate the advice. I guess I panicked.”
Michael got up, “I have to get back to work. But Saturday, it’s a diaper party this time, so ready or not, you have to decide if your boy is ready. Are you going to eat or was that all?”
Nathan had little appetite. “No, I am good. I hope we see you both Saturday.” Michael moved on to his customers leaving Nathan deep in thought.
Danny himself was concerned. He didn’t like that he was deceiving Nathan and was trying to find a way to tell him what only Jimmy knew. He admired Jimmy and wanted to be comfortable in his ways just like he was. Danny put on some music and went into his change room sitting down on the mat with his teddy. As he listened, he could see himself in the bottom of the mirror. Jimmy had shown him something about himself that he now understood and he knew he could never go back. He picked up the dummy that was resting on the shelving unit and lied down thinking to himself that if his relationship with Nathan was going to work out, he would have to tell him how he felt. He brought his feet up to his chest holding his teddy in his arms and pacifier in his mouth. A warm stream flowed down through his diaper and wrapped around his bottom filling his diaper. The sensation of being on his mat in only his wet diaper made him feel like he had no care in the world. His hand moved to feel his soaked crotch and he drifted off into a daydream.
The drive back for Nathan seemed fast and he was sitting in his parked car thinking about Danny. He had fallen in love with him but diapers were a huge part of his world and he needed Danny to understand it, not through misconceptions but by the truth. He got out of the car determined but gut ridden as he realized he had to come clean.
The place was quiet and Nathan put his keys and phone on the table in the hall. He heard the music and walked down the hall looking for Danny. As he got close, he noticed the door to the change room was open and he turned to look in. Danny looked up. He was relaxed and seemed unfazed at Nathan seeing him so vulnerable. “Hey Nathan.”
“Hey Danny,” Nathan looked around the room, half expecting to see Jimmy around, “what are you doing?” Danny removed his pacifier and sat up on his mat. His teddy was between his legs and his diaper obviously wet. Nathan moved closer thinking that perhaps he was not so far off.
“I guess I was just sitting here.” Danny looked at Nathan and pulled his teddy in tight. “I don’t really know how to explain it.” Danny’s eyes were wetting up and Nathan sat down beside him. The two sat quietly and Nathan placed his arm around Danny’s shoulder.
“I think you like to be small, young.” Nathan watched Danny closely as he chose his words carefully, ”you like to regress.” Nathan moved his hand and rubbed Danny’s back. “I didn’t know for sure but I kind of suspected it.” Danny’s eye had lowered and he did not make eye contact. “I mean, your bedroom and all? It was a bit of a statement.”
Danny looked up and wiped his eyes, “So you know about this? I don’t get it.”
Nathan wanted to come out and tell Danny everything but he was still afraid of losing him. “I do. I have a lot of friends who do this, some are like you and regress and some just wear diapers. Jimmy for instance, and Michael. In fact the group you met at the party.”
“And you never told me? I have been wetting my diaper and you liked it?” Nathan was getting red and embarrassed that he had been so deceitful but was taken aback when Danny continued, “I am so relieved, I mean I was worried that my wetting problem would ruin our relationship but now, it’s ok.”
Nathan was shocked at how Danny saw things but extremely relieved. “Well, you certainly don’t have to worry there! I think you are really cute, even hot in diapers.” Nathan smiled awkwardly while Danny reached over and gave him a big hug.
“You have no idea how much I worried. I thought you and Jimmy had broken up over him needing diapers. And then with me needing, I was.” Danny was lost for words with his emotions over taking him. He squeezed Nathan tighter and put his head down on his shoulder.
Nathan decided he had certainly lucked out and that Danny was the best thing that ever happened to him. “You think you are relieved! I have wanted to tell you for weeks but was afraid you’d find my friends too odd and leave me! “
“I think this is cool.” Danny was getting brave and got up. “I saw some of the stuff in the box, it’s pretty neat.” A concerned look came over Nathan as Danny went on, “I think it’s Jimmy’s but maybe he’d be ok with us borrowing it.” Nathan let down his guard as Danny grabbed the larger of the two boxes from the shelf and opened it.
“Oh, the bedding.” Looked at the box that remained sealed on the shelf, Nathan breathed a sigh of relief.
Danny looked to the crib, “I have been thinking about that crib since I first saw it and now with this stuff. Your sister would never know if we sort of used the crib would she.”
Nathan wanted to check his pulse. Only an hour ago he thought he’d probably lose Danny and now, he was about to put him in his crib! “It’s been here a long time. I think we’d be fine to use it.” Nathan could see that Danny was poking out in front and he was doing the same. They both looked at each other and smiled.
Danny moved in and rubbed Nathan. Things had gone far better that he could have ever imagined and he was about to experience his most inner dreams. Nathan pulled Danny in holding on to his diapered bottom as he looked over Danny’s shoulder at the last box on the shelf. He had sorted out some of his mess but he knew he was far from being in the clear.
Danny could feel that Danny had wet a fair bit and picked him up putting him on his change table. Danny opened his legs and lifted his bum as Nathan placed a fresh diaper under him. He took the onesie with the teddy on the front out of the bag Jimmy had brought and placed it on the side of the table. Danny’s heart raced as Nathan cleaned him up and powered his bum. He was standing tall and Nathan took out the baby lotion, pouring it across his penis. A slow rub had Danny moaning and he gently pushed Danny’s legs back, massaging the lotion between his legs as he stroked him up and down. Danny was going crazy and right on the edge when Nathan stopped, wiped his hand of the cream and pulled the diaper up between Danny’s legs, tightly putting the tapes in position. Danny sat up as Nathan placed his onesie over his head and pulled it down to snap it in place. “Now that’s cute,” said Nathan patting Danny on the crotch.
Danny was still rock hard and started to rub himself but Nathan moved his hand. “That is for me to take care of, be a good boy and keep your hands away.” Danny smiled and did as he was told as Nathan took him off the table and sat him down on his mat. “Now, I have some work to do.” He picked up the sides of the crib and left the room returning several times to get the remaining parts. Danny watched, thinking it was not his place to question but on the last trip, Nathan reached down and took Danny over his shoulder putting him down on their bed. “I’ll set your crib up beside the bed, that way you can still sleep beside me.”
Danny got more and more excited as the crib went up and with the final placement of the mattress he put his arms in the air. Nathan looked at Danny and smiled but told him to be patient as he went back to the change room.
Returning with Danny’s teddy and pacifier, he picked him up and lowered him down into the crib on his back. Danny looked up to Nathan and let out a huge grin. Nathan was busy back and forth and Danny knelt up holding the side of the crib as he tried to figure out what he was up to. Nathan took Danny’s bag of clothes and placed them to the back of the closet. “I think we may have to do some shopping for more appropriate attire for you.” Danny’s eyes lit up as he listened to Nathan intently. “We have a big party Saturday and I want you at your best.
Danny gripped the posts of his crib tightly and crouched down thinking hard before he finally spoke. “I don’t think I am ready for that just yet. Maybe we can skip this one and just keep this to us for now.”
Nathan had almost finished what he was doing and had placed a bunch of stuff on the bed to be sorted. He pushed the items around and pulled out the paddle he had used on Danny for his antics with Jimmy and placed it on the dresser beside the bed. He looked to Danny saying nothing, and then moving back to the bed he opened a medium size duffle bag. Nathan filled it with several diapers, some powder and the plastic pants and extra onesie that Jimmy had donated. “So, I need you to be a good boy.” He lowered the side of the crib and placed Danny on his back to put his shorts on over his diaper and a tee shirt over his onesie. “And if you are a good boy, the tee shirt can stay on.”
Danny was enjoying his baby time and he had no intention of being bad but the idea of being in diapers with his friends troubled him. The paddle was also fresh in his mind and with it sitting next to his crib he decided it was best that he not bring it up again. Nathan sat him up and Danny followed him out to the front door. “Where are we going?”
“We need to find you some more appropriate attire. I have some ideas!” Nathan had Danny’s diaper bag in the one hand and took Danny’s hand with his other. Danny was apprehensive but excited as he and Nathan took off for a day on the town.
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Chapter 10 - “Oh Danny Boy”
The drive into the city took less than 30 minutes with Danny excited about his adventure and talking the entire time. As good as their relationship was, he felt a new level of commitment between them developing. The clock over the parking lot showed 3 o’clock as Nathan pulled in and looked to Danny. “We can walk from here. It’s only a block or so.” He locked up the car and as they walked towards the street he asked Danny, out of the blue, if he was wet. Danny looked around to ensure that no one had heard and confirmed that he was fine. The comment had made him self-conscious however, causing him to fuss with his tee-shirt and continually pulling it down low as he walked along the busy street before Nathan stopped. “Ok, this is where we start.” Danny looked up at the sign, ‘Dave’s Workers’.
Danny was puzzled, “I thought we were looking for kind of alternative clothes?” Nathan assured Danny that it was what they wanted and held open the large wooden door while Danny walked in seeing only rows of tee shirts, jeans and work boots. “Are you sure?” Danny whispered not understanding why they’d be in such a place.
“Absolutely. Come this way.” Nathan walked confidently to the back of the store and approached one of the clerks that was busy sorting through clothes. “He Carson, is Dave around?”
“Hey, long time Nathan! How have you been keeping?” The two chatted for a short time and then the clerk headed off.
Danny waited until he was gone before he spoke up, “So is there anyone you don’t know?”
Nathan laughed, “Carson and I met at a party a few years ago and he introduced me to Dave who owns this place as well as others. He’s just gone to find him for us.”
Danny was about to ask more but was interrupted. “Nathan!” Dave seemed genuinely glad to see Nathan and put out his hand to shake. “It’s been a while since you and Jimmy have been in. How are you keeping?”
“Oh, fine thanks.” Danny was uncomfortable hearing Jimmy and Nathan in the same sentence and looked down as he rocked on his feet. “But Jimmy and I aren’t together any longer. We split up a while back.” Nathan reached out and put his arm around Danny, “I’d like you to meet my partner Danny. Danny, this is Dave.”
Danny raised his head with his face was glowing like he had just won a lottery. “Hi Dave, it’s nice to meet you. Great store you have.”
Dave shook Danny’s hand, “Well thank you, but knowing Nathan, I suspect this isn’t the store we are here for.” Dave turned to Nathan, “So are we heading downstairs?”
Nathan nodded, “you got it, I have a few things in mind.” Nathan took Danny’s hand and they followed Dave to a staircase in the back corner. A large bold sign at the top read “By Appointment Only Please.” Dave hollered over to Carson to mind the place for a while and the three proceeded down the staircase. It was an old brick building and the stairwell was damp which made Danny realize he needed to pee. He tried to think of other things as they entered into a room with several racks of clothing items.
“So, what are you thinking today, I have some pretty good new items just in. Some really good cloth diapers as well as some cute plastic pants. I know you don’t go for the frilly stuff but you might like some of the new sleepers.” Nathan had gone over to a rack that had cut off overalls. Dave followed and Danny stood by himself in awe of the store but was less keen that Dave was so involved. Dave picked up a pair of the shortalls and placed them in front of Nathan sizing them up. “Maybe a bit small, but we can customize them as always for you.”
Nathan laughed uncomfortably and took the item from Dave putting it up to Danny, “I think this would be a good fit, can he try them on?” Danny went a bright shade of red as Dave pointed to the change room off to the side. Nathan handed Danny the shortalls telling him to give them a try but Danny was flustered and hesitated. Nathan carefully turned him towards the room and gave him a light push and Danny too the direction afraid of causing a scene. Once in the change room, Nathan moved closer to Dave and began to talk in a very low voice.
“He’s new to this is all, plus he’s pretty shy.”
“Shy or not, he seems like a good catch, and a really good looking catch at that! I assumed they were for you but they will look even better on him.” Dave winked at Nathan and then stopped the conversation as Danny was heading back having put the shortalls over his regular shorts and looking pretty silly. His eyes were down and he fussed with the positioning of the straps as the crotch was far too high. Dave shrugged and looked to Nathan who looked to Danny.
Nathan was not pleased thinking Danny was being difficult. “I can’t really tell with them over your shorts.” He undid the straps and lowered the shortalls to the floor handing them to Dave to hold. “They may need to be lengthened a bit but let’s try one more time.” Before Danny could react, Nathan had his pants down and was lifting his leg to remove them. Danny froze in embarrassment. He was slightly wet and his onesie was evident as he stood motionless while Nathan took the shortalls back from Dave and put him into them.
Dave stepped over and adjusted the crotch checking for room. He let out the shoulder straps and Danny could feel his diaper gain the needed room. “So, what about the crotch, standard snaps?” asked Dave.
Nathan walked around checking out the fit and admiring Danny’s bottom in them. “They are a good fit.” He put his hand between Danny’s legs feeling for extra room, “I don’t want to mess up the fit and he’s only in a M3 so we need room to grow.” While the two talked, Danny flushed and rocked back and forth on his feet as the two spoke almost as if he was not there.
“I think they will be fine and you’ll be glad for the snaps come change time. I can have them ready for you on Tuesday.” Nathan had moved over to the rack and had taken a pair of pajamas off the rack. “I was hoping for today if at all possible.”
“Nathan, Nathan, Nathan.” Dave sighed. “Always a rush when you come in. Tell you what, get what else you need and I’ll take them up to see if Barry has time today. You should have come in earlier!” Nathan took the shortalls off of Danny and handed them to Dave.
Danny quickly put on his shorts and waited for Dave to leave before speaking, “That was ridiculous, why would you do that! I must be redder than a tomato!” Danny huffed and walked a few steps away.
Nathan moved to the rack and removed a sleeper that was yellow with trains on it. He put it on a table with the pajamas and continued looking through the items. “I asked you to try them. Would you try on a swim suit over your shorts?” Nathan pulled out a romper that was pink with a frilly ass and bows on he sides. He put it up to Danny and placed it on the table. “I expect you to try the remaining items without your shorts.” Danny’s eyes lit up as Nathan pulled out another romper. It was longer in the arms and was more of a short style bottom but it was done up as Yankee’s baseball uniform.
“It just felt weird is all plus I didn’t want him seeing my diaper.” Danny took the romper from Nathan placing it on the table with the other items. “I wasn’t trying to be difficult.”
Nathan moved on from the issue and picked up the pile of items.“OK, try these on, I’ll stand by the door and watch for Dave. How’s that?” Danny was pleased and skipped over to the room. With each item, he stepped out for Nathan to see how it fit. Nathan was particularly fond of the sleeper and gave Danny’s bottom a swat as he turned to show it off.
“I don’t think so, I am not a little girl!” Danny was not impressed with the frilly pink romper Nathan had sent in. It was tight with his round bottom showing of the frills and the decorative bows very girlish. “We can put this back for sure!” Nathan just smiled and sent Danny back to try on the remaining items.
“I think we are done here for today” said Nathan as Danny had finished up. He took all of the items and headed to the stairs.”Now, let’s hope the shorts work out.”
“What exactly is he doing with them?” asked Danny. He had been too embarrassed to ask with Dave around but Nathan simply told him to be patient and he will see.
Dave met them just as they reached the main floor. “Ok, Barry can do them today but it will be around seven before they are done.”
“Perfect, it’s really appreciated,” said Nathan handing the other items to Dave. “We’ll take these as well when we pick up the shorts.” Danny was horrified seeing the pink outfit still in the pile but was in no position to say anything.
Dave took the items from Nathan and looked to Danny. “My favourite team, that’s a good choice.” Danny was squeezing his thighs as the dampness of the stairwell had reinforced his need to pee. He smiled at Dave not knowing what else to say and he and Nathan left the store noting they’d be back for seven.
A stream of warm piss was filling Danny’s diaper within seconds of leaving the store. It was an odd feeling he thought with people walking by him oblivious that he was wetting. His hand moved to the front and then the back of his diaper and he casually checked that he had not leaked. With everything in check, he took Nathan’s hand. “You forgot to take out the pink one but the rest I really like! So what now?”
They had a few hours to kill so headed into a restaurant and ordered dinner and a few drinks. Danny was becoming quite comfortable being out in his diapers and appreciated how his onesie was keeping his diaper from sagging, however the large drink and beer had filled his bladder again and he worried that his diaper would over flow if he wet again. He decided it was best to not chance it. “Nathan, I need to use the washroom, just this time. I think I will leak if I don’t.” Danny looked around seeing the washroom sign at the rear of the restaurant. “I’ll be careful with the diaper tapes.”
Nathan and had no time for such an idea.“You are fine. Your diaper will manage.” The two guys in the booth beside had gone silent and realizing they were listening in, Danny changed the subject. There was no use fighting it he decided and he began to wet, trying to control the flow as he felt the pee pooling in his diaper as it struggled to absorb as it. He sat very still convinced things would not be ok but sure enough as he casually felt his bottom, his diaper had done its job. In the meantime, Nathan had been busy settling up the bill and they got up to leave.
“Good luck their dude.” It was one of the guys in the booth beside them. He was only about 19 and the two were giggling like teenagers at a pop concert.”Holy fuck, look at his ass, I think he real does have a diaper on.” Danny tried to ignore them and hurried out feeling like his diaper was about to explode out of his shorts with Nathan close behind.
As the y hit the sidewalk Nathan looked down the street. “Ok, so we have an hour to kill so we can make a quick stop at the Bath and Baby around the corner.” Nathan was on a roll and did not notice that Danny had stopped following. He turned back to see Danny leaning up against a wall. As he returned, Danny was close to tears. “Don’t let jerks like that get to you. They were just being idiots.”
“Danny looked down to his diaper.” I told you it would be too full. It’s so obvious the way I am sagging.”
Nathan took a quick at Danny’s bum, “Ok, I can see your point. You definitely need a change.”
Danny stepped from the wall, “I guess we can come back tomorrow for the stuff. Sorry to ruin things.” Nathan just smiled assuring Danny things would be fine. They headed back to the car and instead of opening the door, Nathan went into the truck and took out the diaper bag. Danny looked on in horror understanding what Nathan had in mind.
“No fucking way. I am not getting changed here. Forget that.” Danny stood firm as Nathan put the bag over his shoulder.
“Sure, your call big guy. Let’s hit the Bath & Baby then you can try on your shortalls.” Danny went to the car door and waited. “Let’s go,” said Nathan in a firm voice. Danny stayed put determined to head home while Nathan walked over and put his arm on Danny shoulder. “Come on, you can do this. All babies need changing and besides your crib is waiting for you and that sleeper will be so much fun.” Danny felt himself getting excited. He wanted more than anything to try on his new things but being changed there had him totally unnerved.
Danny looked about at his surrounding, “So where would I get changed? I mean the change tables would be pretty tiny around here.”
Nathan unlocked the car and opened the back door. “Get in and lie down, the windows are pretty tinted.” Danny laughed, sure that Nathan was joking but felt himself pushed towards the back of the car. Nathan gave him a hard slap on his ass. “Let’s go, get in.” The slap was well buffered by his wet diaper but was hard enough that Danny knew not to challenge anymore. He crawled into the back and lied down with his head on the door armrest. Nathan squeezed in and closed the door. “This is going to be tight.” He placed the diaper bag on the front seat and opened it handing Danny the powder and a fresh diaper to hold while he reach down and lowered Danny’s pants. It was hard to maneuver and Nathan’s head bumped the car ceiling several times as he placed the new diaper under Danny.
“Try to spread your legs a bit, and when I undo the tapes, lift up but just a bit. I don’t want to bang my head again. Danny’s heart raced as he did as he was told but the sound of a nearby car door closing caused him to jump. “Stay down, they can’t see you. And besides, no one is going to go looking in to see if someone is having his bum changed! “Nathan laughed while pushing Danny back down. He was careful with the powder to not get it all over and then pulled Danny’s diaper up through his legs and taped him up extra snuggly. Danny was consumed by fear and had remained soft for his change. He lied deadly still and Nathan snapped the onesie back into place telling him that he would have to get his pants up on his own as it was too crowded for him to do so.
Nathan stepped out of the car and saw the noise had come from the two same guys from the restaurant. They were goofing around, leaning up against their car with their thumbs in their mouths. Danny got out of the car and seeing Nathan staring, looked over as the two began to giggle. “Holy fuck you big baby, where’s your rattle! “ Nathan began to walk over but they jumped in their car and began to pull out. Danny had gone eight shades of red and was visibly shaking. He pulled on his tee-shirt and had ducked down behind the car. The passenger had lowered his window and Danny could hear them laughing and making fun. His stomach dropped as the one guy yelled out, “See you around poopy boys! Next time get a crib! They honked their horn and drove off leaving and Danny stunned.
“Well, good thing we’ll never see them again.” Nathan cold see Danny was visibly shaken and tried to comfort him. “Come on, this is a great day for us, let’s not let a couple of asshole ruin it.” Danny couldn’t move. He was holding onto his tee-shirt and breathing heavy. Nathan crouched down and put his arm around him. ”Ok, that was a bit much, but who cares really. They were just being jerks.”
Danny grabbed Nathan and put his head on his chest. He was still shaking and several tears rolled down his cheek. The two sat for several minutes while Nathan tried to settle him down. Danny looked down at his diaper and breathed easier. “Ok, so next time let’s just use the Starbucks! I don’t think I want to do that again.” He stood up and took Nathan’s hand and as red as he was let out a smile.”I liked the stuff you picked out, especially my baseball outfit.”
Nathan could see Danny was trying to work it out and gave him a hug and then took him by the hand and they headed off to Bath & Baby. When they entered the store, they were greeted by an attractive young lady who handed Danny a shopping basket. “Good day gentlemen, welcome to Bath & Baby. If there is anything I can do to help, just ask.” Nathan thanked her and they headed in. The store was busy and seemed to carry just about everything you would need for a baby. Danny’s eyes were wide as he looked around seeing so many items of interest to him.
“Ok, we can’t be too long so keep close.” Nathan seemed to know the place fairly well and headed to a section where he hand Danny a cute baby bottle as he selected a nipple that was on the upper top shelf. The label read Nuk5 and Danny was in awe of how large it appeared. Moving at a fast pace, Nathan picked up a rattle, a few large bibs, a teething ring and a tube of teething gel. Each item was examined closely by Danny as he put them into the basket. “Ok, two more things and we are done,” said Nathan as he picked up a case of formula and mixed baby foods and headed to the checkout.
It seemed too good to be true. Danny was beside himself with excitement, trying to contain himself as he couldn’t wait to get home to try out his baby items. They placed their stuff on the counter with the cashier asking if they had found everything. “I think we did,” said Nathan. “Oh, the case of formula, any age restrictions?”
The cashier smiled, “No sir, it’s good for all babies.” She continued to cash through the items and then laughed, “Unless of course if they are for your friend, then you’d want to be careful of the iron.”
Nathan knew it was just polite gesturing but reality was she had a point.“I think the doctor said we should avoid iron, what should I get instead?”
“Grab the one right over there then Sir, it’s a bit more money but better safe than sorry.” Danny had stepped out of the store knowing he was being paranoid but at the same time, had heard enough of Nathan’s small talk. Nathan paid and the two headed back to Dave. The store was empty and Dave was at the front as they walked in.
“They turned out great.” He handed the shortalls to Nathan and suggested Danny try them on as Nathan checked out. Danny took the shortalls and headed to the change room trying to make up for the last time. When he returned, Nathan had paid and was waiting to go.”Wow they turned out great. I think you’ll appreciate them once you see how convenient they are. Grab your shorts, there’s no need to change back.” Danny did as he was told and they thanked Dave and headed for home.
The drive back should have been short but as Danny sat with his new clothes on his lap and his baby items, Nathan explained he had to make a quick stop at Jimmy’s. He made no point of explaining why leaving Danny full of disappointment. “No, let’s get back. You can see Jimmy tomorrow.” Danny was anxious to try out his new stuff and looked down sulking.
“It won’t take long. I just have one thing to get.” Nathan headed off the highway and Danny turned to the window putting his face to the glass. “Pout all you want, I said I’d be fast.” Danny sat with his face pasted to the window as they pulled into Jimmy’s house. Nathan opened his door and stepped out but Danny remained inside. He wanted to get home and was pissed at the thought of any delay but more so was not ready to face Jimmy. “Fine, stay there and sulk,” said Nathan as left the car.
Jimmy answered the door and when Danny saw his lean body he quivered recalling how hot he was and the feeling of his moist lips on his penis. He was getting hard and felt guilty about how Jimmy made him feel. The garage door open and Jimmy went in taking out a bag of what Danny had become familiar with, diapers. As he looked over Jimmy, it struck him odd that this was the reason they had to detour given they had more than enough on the shelf back home. Jimmy handed the bag to Nathan and approached Danny’s window as Nathan placed the diapers in to the trunk.
Jimmy tapped the glass and Danny lowered the window. “Hey Daniel, it’s good to see you.” Jimmy dropped his eyes to Danny’s crotch. “Being a big boy I hope.”
“Hey Jimmy.”
Danny had butterflies as Jimmy continued to flirt. “I hope we are going to be seeing you at the party Saturday.” Jimmy licked his lips and Danny could feel the pressure building in his diaper.
“Yea, I think so.” Danny moved the bag of clothes onto his lap to cover up his obvious arousal as Nathan got in the car.
“Ok, Jimmy, we’ll see you Saturday, now leave my boyfriend alone.”
Jimmy stepped back and winked at Danny, “good to see you guys, Saturday should be a blast!”
“Sure thing”, said Nathan as he put the window up and shook his head. “He’s such a flirt. He’d have his cock up your ass before you knew what was happening.” Nathan laughed as Danny sunk down in his seat and with his erection subsided he turned his thoughts back to his new clothes. Nathan looked over to Danny,“Shy is one thing, but I think staying in the car was rude. Jimmy was asking why you hadn’t come up to the door to say hello.”
“Sorry, I guess I just wanted to get home.” Danny looked out the window hoping the conversation was done.
“Well, we’ll work on this when we get back, I didn’t appreciate you treating my friend that way.” Danny had a feeling what that meant but hoped he was wrong.
It was dark and Nathan turned on the lights as they carried the stuff in. Danny was curious about the bag of diapers Nathan had taken from Jimmy’s and asked Nathan why they needed to stop for something they had plenty of already. Nathan put them off to the side. “They were a treat for you but with your behavior, I am not sure.”
Danny looked at the bag and was dying to see in it. “Please, please! Jimmy seemed fine. Let me see what’s in it.” Nathan took Danny by the hand and brought him to the couch.
“Yes, Jimmy will be fine but I was embarrassed. It was disrespectful not coming up with me.” Danny realized he had missed the point and tried to apologize but Nathan continued, unsnapping his shorts.
“I said I was sorry, I mean it was a long day, I was tired.” Nathan was hearing none of it and as took him over his knee, Danny struggled to get up, “If you fight it, we can always do this in the bedroom.” An instant flash of the paddle came over Danny and he stopped resisting. Nathan undid the onesie and pulled Danny’s diaper down exposing his firm round cheeks. He took a deep breath as Nathan’s hand landed with a solid whack on the middle of his buttocks.”Shit! I said sorry!”
“A bit late for that. I spent all day catering to you and I was very disappointed,” There was a dramatic pause and he could tell the next one was going to hurt.
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. Three fast spankings across his cheeks had Danny squirming for relief and covering him bum with his hand. Nathan grabbed his hand and held him still as he lowered another set of three. Danny’s bottom was glowing red. “I am sorry, I’ll be good. I really will be!”
Nathan was not that upset with Danny but took advantage of the situation to ensure that Danny knew his place when he was a baby. “I am not convinced you’ve learned your lesson.” Nathan rubbed Danny’s bottom then brought his hand down one more time leaving an imprint of his hand on his buttocks.
“Holy fuck! I have, I won’t happen again. I promise, please no more spanking!”
“I sure hope not.” Nathan gave Danny three final swats, each increasingly harder. “And you can stop with the language. No baby of mine uses language like that!”
Danny was close to tears with his bum stinging and beaming red.”Yes Sir. I understand.” Nathan pulled Danny’s pants off and fixed up his diaper and onesie. Danny was sore but had liked when Nathan had called him a baby and his penis had risen to the occasion. Nathan could see that the night was going to be fun and picked up Danny and the bag of diapers and headed to the bedroom.
Danny was anxious to see the new diapers and lied still as Nathan opened the bag. His penis was pressing hard against his diaper as he saw the most babyish of diapers come out of the bag. They had teddies, his favourite, all over the front and looked extremely thick. Nathan smiled as he handed one to Danny to hold. “If you act like a baby, you get treated as one.” Danny smiled back. His bottom was still stinging like heck but he knew Nathan would put lots of cream on it to sooth him.
Nathan went back for the remaining items and Danny lied patiently with his legs in the air. Besides his spanking, he was extremely pleased with the day and had become more comfortable with himself as a result. Nathan placed the new items on the bed and looked at Danny waiting for his change.
“It hardly seems right to waste a diaper.” Nathan sat Danny up on the bed. He then undid his pants and pulled out his penis to which Danny naturally opened his mouth, but instead of what he expected, he felt Nathan tug at his diaper, opening up the front and placing his penis inside. Danny felt the warm flow of Nathan’s piss flow over his penis and fill up inside his diaper and he froze taking in the experience. Nathan pulled out as he finished and placed his hands on Danny’s shoulder, “We never waste a diaper, right. “
Danny was stunned. The feeling of Nathan’s piss in his diaper made him feel exceptionally vulnerable and submissive. “No Sir, we don’t waste.” Nathan put Danny on his back and rubbed his crotch. Danny was rock hard with his penis pushed over to the side. Nathan outlined it with his fingers and Danny raised his legs. He wanted Nathan in him almost as much as he wanted to be babied and Nathan could see that.
“You are a horny little fuck but the only thing this baby is getting is his fresh diaper.” Danny smiled knowing there would be lots of opportunities for sex but he was about to be babied for real and it more than made up for it. Nathan untapped Danny’s wet diaper and he sprung out. “Holy crap, that is as big as I have seen you!” Nathan played with Danny teasing him as he wiped him up and then pushed his legs back to apply lotion to his well spanked buttocks. The teddy bear patterned diaper was placed under him and Nathan covered Danny in powder and taped him up pushing Danny’s large penis to one side to get it inside. He did up his onesie and took off the tee-shirt that was hiding the cute front.
“Don’t even think of wetting until that goes down.” Nathan gave his bottom a fun smack and pulled out the sleeper. It was soft cotton and Danny loved how it had feet build in, He lifted his legs for Nathan and watched with excitement as it was put over his feet and pulled up. He rolled from side to side to allow his arms to go in and then he felt his sleeper begin to hug him as Nathan did up the snaps that ran from the feet up to his collar. Danny moved his hands all over his body, loving the soft cottony feel of his new baby garment. He had curled up his legs and Nathan placed his hand on his cute babied butt as he placed a pacifier into Danny’s waiting mouth.
“I’ll be back. And you keep those hands away from your peepee!” Danny put his hands to the side and sucked on his pacifier while Nathan headed off returning with the baby bottle. Danny smiled and put his arms out. Nathan picked him up and then sat up against the headboard cuddling Danny into his chest. He removed the pacifier placing the bottle up to Danny’s lips and he naturally drew it in and began sucking. It was a new taste, sweeter than milk and he took his time taking in all the emotions of his first baby feeding. His legs curled up and Nathan held him tight with one hand on the bottle and the other on his diapered bottom. Danny closed his eyes drifting off in to baby land, with each suck on his bottle he regressed deeper and deeper.
It was close to Ten and as he finished his bottle he drifted off to sleep in Nathan’s arms. The side of the crib was down and Nathan carefully moved Danny into it and raised the side. It was a long fought process but Nathan had accomplished his goal. The sleeper fit snugly and Danny’s cute bottom was in the air as he slept peacefully on his stomach. Nathan stood over the crib looking at his accomplishment and then turning off the light, left the room. Tomorrow was a big day for both of them and now all he had to do was figure one more thing out!
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Chapter 11 - ” They all fall down”
Jimmy was up early as he had a lot to do to get ready for the party that night. He moved around quietly, trying not to be too loud and had sat down to write up a list: Wipes, disposable change pads, diaper bags, decorative diaper tape, water balloons………. He was just about done when he heard a voice from the back room, “I’m up!” Jimmy got up and opened the door to the room that would get a lot of use come party time.
“And I see you tossed out all of your animals again.” Jimmy picked them up and put them back in the crib. “You should know better than that.” Jimmy took a diaper from the pile and lowered the side on the crib. “Soaked as always, let’s get this little boy cleaned up.” Jimmy was very good at changing diapers and in no time at all, a fresh diaper had replaced the soiled one. “Ok little Mikey, we have a lot to do today and I will need your help.”
Michael got out of his crib dressed in a pair of boy’s pajamas and a thick baby diaper. “I guess it’s a big boy day then until party time. How many have we got coming tonight?”
Jimmy looked at Michael and patted his bottom, “Looks to be about twenty or so and if it’s anything like the last time we hosted, this room is going to have the majority of them in it!” Michael laughed. He had been living with Jimmy for the past few months, sleeping mostly in the crib but on occasion with Jimmy in his bed. “I have almost finished the list so we can split it,” said Jimmy as he looked in the closet and seemed frustrated. “Shit, I was at Nathan’s to pick up my extra stuff and got side tracked. Remind me to call him to bring it over tonight.”
Michael was changing out of his pajamas and looked curious. “What did you leave there? Perhaps that great change table! I’d love us to have that.”
“Oh no, nothing that elaborate. Just some outfits I had when we were together. ” Jimmy closed the door and saw Michael’s look. “Ok, you can’t get all pouty every time Nathan comes up in a topic. I mean you guys are good friends and it’s all worked out in the end.”
Michael thought about it. “I guess, but if he hadn’t caught us, you’d probably still be with him I sometimes think.”
Michael had put on some loose fitting pants to cover his diaper as Jimmy came over and gave him a big hug and kiss. “Listen, you know we were already struggling and besides, he was never going to be a good boy like you. Now let’s forget all this talk and go through the list. Give me a minute to change myself and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.” Jimmy took a diaper from the pile to take to his room.
“Sure thing diaper daddy, you look like you’re more than ready.” Michael gave Jimmy’s bum a squeeze and headed out to the kitchen.
Danny had woken many times in the night from the excitement of being in his crib. He would open his eyes looking out through the bars at Nathan sleeping and get turned on by his environment before falling off to sleep only to wake in an hour and do it again. Each time he woke, he made sure to wet so he would need changing by morning.
Eventually Danny fell into a deep sleep but a loud noise from the kitchen had caused him to wake up and he called out to Nathan. Danny’s pacifier had fallen to the floor and he was kneeling up at the end of the crib looking down. His sleeper was snug showing off his extremely sagging diaper and when Nathan walked in, Danny smiled and put out his arms. A big hug followed and Nathan took Danny to the change table to begin his day. As was now the norm, Danny spread his legs wide and Nathan undid his sleeper and onesie to change him up. A regular diaper was placed under his bum and taped up snugly leaving Danny a little disappointed not having his teddy prints.
Danny rocked on his table while Nathan opened a tube of teething gel and spread a layer onto the pacifier. It was cherry flavour and Nathan put it into Danny’s mouth watching him suck and enjoying the flavor until it eventually fell out of his mouth as he had become quite numb. A large bib was placed around Danny’s neck just in time to capture the light drool had formed in the corner of his mouth. “I made you a special breakfast,” said Nathan as he carried Danny to the kitchen.
Three bowls of mostly unattractive mush were waiting for Danny as he was placed in a chair at the table. Nathan took a scoop of the baby food and put it up to Danny’s mouth which shut tightly with displeasure. Nathan insisted pushing the spoon tight to his lips, “Now, open wide.” Danny was hungry and that along with the idea of being fed like a baby outweighed the repulsive look of his breakfast. He opened his mouth and tried to swallow but found himself drooling half of the food out. “Now now, let’s try again.” Nathan wiped Danny’s mouth and fed him another spoonful. Again Danny tried to eat it but while half went to his stomach, the other half dribbled out and over his bib. By the time the bowls were empty, Danny’s face was covered in food and his bib a mess.
“I need an hour or so this morning to run some errands but when I get back we’ll start getting you ready for the party tonight.” While he spoke, he was wiping up Danny’s face and removing his very messy bib.
How it could take that long to get ready had perplexed Danny.“Sure thing, but I think that will be a bit early to get ready for a party that is not until tonight.” Danny had got up from the chair and was clearing the table. As much as he liked being a baby, he wanted to pull his weight.
Nathan moved in behind Danny and pressed into his bum. “Hopefully we are ready early.” Danny could feel Nathan hardening and turned to face his as they kissed. Nathan picked up Danny and straddled him around his waist. It was a position Danny loved and his diaper bulged as Nathan’s penis pressed into his diaper. Nathan bounced Danny up and down several times before setting him back on his feet. “Ok, I have things to get done but we’ll pick up when I get back!”
Michael and Jimmy had split up there list and were about to head out when Michael remembered that Jimmy was going to give Nathan a call. Not liking it when the two interacted, he reluctantly handed the phone to Jimmy. “You wanted Nathan first to bring some shit tonight.”
Jimmy took note of Michael’s childish behavior and slapped his bottom as he took the phone. “Yes, good thing one of us remembered!” Michael rubbed his bum and took his list to head out but Jimmy stopped him and gave him a kiss. “Let’s have a good day ok.” Michael smiled and headed out.
“Come on Nathan, why do you never pick up!” Jimmy had always accused Nathan of call screening and hung up deciding to try his home line. To his pleasure, Danny picked up. “Hey Daniel, its Jimmy. Is Nathan around for a quick second?”
The sound of Jimmy’s voice always made Danny happy.”Nope, he’s out for an hour or so but he has his cell with him.”
“Right, that he never answers!” said Jimmy in a frustrated tone. “If I can leave a message then? If you recall when I was over, helping you out and all.” Jimmy paused letting Danny digest his innuendo, “Well, I was going to grab some of my stuff and forgot. Tell Nathan to bring it for me tonight if you could please.”
“I can do that,” said Danny trying to think of something else to say but his mind went blank.
“Maybe it’s easier if I just drop by and get it. It’s right by the change table.” Jimmy waited as Danny took his time to rely. It was true. Jimmy was the ultimate flirt. Having experience this first hand, Danny knew that it was best that he not come by and left it that he’d let Nathan know to bring it to the party. Jimmy accepted the offer and hung up leaving Danny disappointed that he couldn’t trust himself to be alone with Jimmy but feared that Nathan was right; Jimmy would be fucking him before he even knew his diaper was off!
All alone, curiosity got the better of Danny and he went in and sat on his mat staring at the box on the shelf. He knew one box was the bedding for the crib and the other had paddles that he knew all too well, but what was in the box of Jimmy’s. His imagination went wild wondering if it was Jimmy’s most intimate baby clothing or something even kinkier that Nathan had used on him. Whatever it was, the top was sealed tightly in tape. He got up and gave the box a shake and then placed it on the floor by the mat. He pulled on the tape but was certain it would be noticed if he removed it. He turned the box upside down and his heart raced.
Like most little boys, Danny was an expert with boxes and immediately recognized the construction. The bottom could easily be opened and tucked back into place. He just had to take his time! His hands sweated as he carefully pulled the tabs apart and the bottom sprung open. Several clothing items were evident and he was disappointed as they seemed similar to the items he already had. He reached in and pulled out a yellow onesie. It was cute with the standard snaps and had a ducky pattern to it. He placed it to the side and took out a pair of boys pajamas. They were covered in cowboys and he immediately tried them on over his diaper. The legs were far too long but they fit snug with his diaper. He dug around and pulled out the matching top and pulled it over his head. He always loved his own childish pajamas and although large for him, thought that they were exceptionally cute. He imagined Jimmy with his lean hard body sitting in the crib dressed up in them and he moved over to the mirror admiring the way they hugged his bum. He turned to face the mirror and recognized a familiar letter on the top and the side of the left leg. He stepped back and scrambled, taking down the box that held the crib bedding and took out the baby blanket that Nathan had left unused. He placed it down on the floor seeing that it was the same lettering.
Danny began to pull out the other items in the box. They were different types of baby clothing but all had one thing in common with an embroidered letter “N” placed usually on the front somewhere. The one exception was a white tee-shirt that had a picture of a baby diaper on the front and the wording “Natie Loves His Nappy” underneath. Danny sat down stunned. “N, Nathan!”
The sound of the door startled him and he threw off the pjs and stuffed the items back into the box. With little time, he folded the bottom of the box under and placed it on the shelf just in time as Nathan entered the room. Danny looked at Nathan but with different eyes as Nathan spoke. “Hey, I was fast as promised. What are you up to in here?” Nathan smiled and pointed to the mat.”Playing on your mat?”
Danny looked at the mat and tried to act normal but he knew it was actually most likely Nathan’s mat and visions of Nathan in baby diapers began popping into his head. Nathan walked over and pressed into Danny. “So, lots of time still to get ready. We said we’d pick up where we left off!” Danny found himself picked up and taken to the bedroom where Nathan lied down on top of him. It was like he was in a dream and time was not making sense. He was aware Nathan was naked and hard and making out with him but it as if he was watching it happening to someone else. Danny had no idea how much time had gone by when he felt his diaper untapped and his legs pressed back. He felt removed with his world confused as he unable to make sense of it. It was not until Nathan thrust inside of him that he came around, realizing that Nathan was now fucking him aggressively. Danny pulled him in tight. He wanted his world to be all better and closed his eyes trying to deny the reality that had just struck him. Danny kept his eyes shut desperately trying to control the images in his head and as Nathan shot inside of him, he felt relieved that it was over.
Nathan fell over to the side and put his hand on Danny’s soft penis. He stroked it and played with his balls but Danny remained limp. Determined, Nathan knelt up and started to bring his lips down on Danny but Danny stopped him.
“That’s ok. It was good just having you in me.” Nathan lied back down and held Danny.
“Next time we’ll start with you,” said Nathan closing his eyes. Danny stared up to the ceiling thinking he was not sure he really knew the person he had fallen in love with and it scared him.
Twenty minutes had passed and Nathan opened his eyes. Seeing Nathan had fallen asleep, Danny had left the room. He found him on his mat, naked from the waist down, and began to discuss the day. “So I was thinking, we’d eat and then get you in the tub. He had brought with him an electric shearer and held it out. “I think this should work wonders! I want to see how you look all smooth.” Danny smiled and tried look interested. Nathan picked Danny up and put him on the change table to put his diaper on.
“That’s cool,” said Danny.” I didn’t think I was that hairy but I guess you know best.” He looked to the box as Nathan pulled the diaper through his legs.
“Well, it’s something new for you. I’ll shave you and then give you your bath. It can be our pre-party afternoon!” It was not something that Danny had ever considered and he tried to respond enthusiastically as he got up and looked in the mirror searching out the small amounts of hair that he had. It was mostly his underarms and some fuzz on his legs he figured as his chest and arms were hairless but Nathan had plans to make him baby smooth.
“Cool, I like that.”Danny was playing with his fingers and rocking back and forth on his feet. “I’m going to make some lunch if you want.” He was anything but hungry but wanted to get away from the box.
Nathan followed Danny out to the kitchen looking a bit perplexed. “Is the party tonight worrying you? You seem preoccupied.”
“Yes.” Danny paused, “ I think that’s it. I guess I ‘m just not sure what to expect.” Danny started to make lunch and Nathan sat down.
“Well, I know you’ll fit in just fine! You were great at the last one.” Danny set out two plates and sat down.”Listen, if it’s too much, we’ll leave early, how’s that?” Danny was not listening but was visualizing Nathan is the ducky outfit. “I think it will be eye opening for you, stuff you may not have imagined.
Danny caught the end of Nathan’s word finding it hard to imagine what else could surprise him at this point. It remained a quiet lunch with Nathan convinced the party was the issue. They cleared up the dished and Nathan put his arm on Danny. “I think you are really going to like this. It’s time to make you a real baby.” He took Danny’s hand and they headed to the bath.
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Chapter 12 - “Deja Vu!”
A towel was placed on the bathroom floor and Danny was told to lie down. Electric shears and a razor sat on the countertop and Danny looked down at the small amount of body hair he had and knew it was not long before it was gone.
As the shear was plugged in, Danny began to get hard at the thought of being made so smooth. Nathan put Danny’s arms over his head and ran the shears over his underarms. As the hair fell to the floor Nathan grabbed Danny’s penis and shaved around it leaving just a bit of stubble. His balls were pulled tight and he winced as the shears glazed over, tickling him as they ran up and between his legs. Danny figured he was done as the rest of his body was only light peach fuzz but Nathan continued by running the shears up and down his arms and legs before picking him up and placing him in the bathtub. A cool coating of shaving lotion was applied from his feet to his neck and he tensed as he felt the razor slowly run up his leg removing any signs of his manhood. His balls were stripped of the little hair they had left and his pubic area showed no signs of maturity. Nathan next ran the razor up his chest removing hair that Danny never realized existed. Just when Danny thought he was done, Nathan put him his on his fours and Danny felt the cool lotion run over his hole and around his buttocks. Nathan took great care in shaving Danny’s bum and knew it would also help as he had plans to take Danny to the next stage in his diapers.
The spray of the shower rinsed what remained of Danny’s manhood down the drain and the sensation of Nathan’s hand running over his smooth torso was unlike anything he had felt before. Danny was impressed at just how smooth he was as he had always thought of himself as mostly hairless, but it was only now that he was truly as smooth as a baby should be.
Bath time had become special for Danny but he was anxious to be done as he knew something special was in store for him. An assortment of baby clothes lay on the crib and Danny was dried off and brought to his change table. He raised his legs but this time felt extra naked as the cool air seemed to penetrate his skin more than usual. Nathan applied lotion to Danny’s entire body and took advantage by spending extra time around his bottom, running his hand between Danny’s legs to make sure that the lotion made it everywhere that was shaved. Danny shook as he felt Nathan’s finger press up against his hole. He had been hard since the ritual began and was desperate for relief, moaning softly as Nathan ran the cream over his penis and began to stroke him. Danny closed his eyes and just as he was about to climax, Nathan stopped thinking it was best to leave Danny horny for the party that night.
With his legs up in the air already, Nathan placed a bambino diaper under his bum but as it was pulled up between his legs Danny noted it felt different. Danny put his hand on his crotch only to have Nathan immediately removed it.
“That’s extra padding you are feeling. I decided to make it thicker for tonight,” said Nathan as he finished taping up the diaper. Danny had never felt his diaper so thick and noticed as he put his legs down that it was difficult to put them together making him feel even more babyish as his legs were forced apart by his diaper. The cute plastic pants that Jimmy brought were put over his diaper and he was sat up to allow his onesie to be put on. The onesie was snapped in place and his short-alls were put on with the final touch being the teddy bear tee-shirt they bought earlier in the week. Danny looked at the ceiling feeling as babyish as he had ever had and his stomach was full of butterflies as he realized this was how he was heading out for the evening. Happy with the look, Nathan gave Danny’s diapered crotch a grab.
“Excellent. We are going to have a lot of fun tonight” said Nathan as he took Danny off the table watching as Danny stopped to stare at himself in the mirror. He immediately stepped back and took his teddy bear from his crib and returned to admire his look. Nathan gave him a firm smack on the bum, “Ok, you can admire yourself later, we should eat and head out.” Danny was pleased and couldn’t wait to get going placing his Teddy in the crib and following Nathan out.
The drive to the party felt forever and Danny was nervous being his first time out fully babied. He shuffled in his seat looking down at his short-alls and very noticeable diaper. He wondered how he would explain it should they ever get stopped and was relieved as the finally arrived. They knocked and Michael opened the door to greet them.
”Hey, I am so glad you made it,” said Michael. I take it this is the box that Jimmy was looking for. Nathan was happy to have it out of the house and gladly handed it to Michael who placed it to the side of the hall. “There are still a few more we are expecting but head into the living room, most of us are in there.” Nathan took Danny by the hand but as they walked in, Danny was confused and embarrassed as the other guys were all dressed in jeans and tee-shirts for the most.
“What the fuck,” Danny whispered to Nathan. “I thought these guys were like me.” Before Nathan could answer, another boy entered the room. He was diapered in only in a onesie and had caught the attention of most of the room. Jimmy walked in behind and stopped behind him.
“Hey guys, I want you to meet Neil. He’s just moved here recently from Vancouver.” Danny glanced over Neil’s body enjoying his round diapered butt and stocky legs. He was toned more than muscular and had a smile that radiated. Neil was almost as hot as Jimmy was Danny’s first thought buy Nathan was not impressed as it was now obvious to him why Jimmy was so anxious to get his clothes back. Neil seemed comfortable in a crowd and began to chat with the others enjoying the attention he was getting. With Neil engaged, Jimmy left to finish up some things in the kitchen. Nathan followed close behind.
“Hey Jimmy. Glad you could host.”
“No problem Nathan. Michael said you brought my stuff. Thanks.”
Nathan looked around to be sure they were alone before he began in a low voice, “Come on Jimmy, what are you thinking, don’t fuck up another relationship.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about Nathan.”
Nathan blocked Jimmy as he tried to leave.“Come on, those baby clothes have been at my place for months and now suddenly you need them. Did you intentionally go looking for another baby that had N in his name!”
Danny pushed by, “Mind your own business Nathan.” Jimmy stopped and stared Nathan in the eyes, “Who is it who makes his boyfriend believe he’s incontinent by pouring water into his diaper as he sleeps. I know you feel I went too far babying you, but you were a partner in it, not a victim. I think you have a lot of nerve judging here.”
A flush of red came over Nathan’s face. “That’s not the same and I never said you went too far, I just said I was not a full time toddler, that I needed more adult time. And besides, you know it had nothing to do with us splitting up. It was that dick fucking every ass it met that did that.” Nathan paused to get his composure.
“You knew we weren’t exclusive when we met,” said Jimmy in a defensive tone.
”But you promised Michael you’d change, and he’s a good friend of mine even after all that went on. I don’t want you hurting him like you did me. I know you Jimmy, you struggle with boundaries.”
Jimmy looked frustrated, “Listen Nathan, you seem to think what you are doing to Danny is fine and I don’t judge you, so back off. Michael and I have an understanding and he is aware of where Neil fits in. I mean really Nathan; you have no right to even comment after betting Michael that you’d have Danny a baby within a month. So who are you saying has boundary issues?” Jimmy turned to leave but added “And I know we said we wouldn’t, but I’ve changed my mind. We will play ‘pass the diaper’. What do you think?”
Before Nathan could respond, Jimmy was gone running into Danny as he turned the corner. He was oblivious to the tears in Danny’s eyes as he casually acknowledged him. “Cute outfit Danny, perhaps I’ll get a chance to change you before the night is out.” Jimmy gave Danny a quick grab and continued on leaving Danny looking stunned. He had followed Nathan to the kitchen but had stopped outside as he realized they were speaking in confidence.
His mind was going wild as he recalled his wetting starting shortly after their first date and how Nathan had been so understanding. He thought about his many spankings, often quite hard, under the pretense that he had lied but never for wetting. Yet now it appeared Nathan had lied and worse, had played him. He wiped his eyes on the shoulder of his onesie and turned back from the kitchen returning to the group in the living room where Jimmy had begun to organize a game.
“Ok Guys,” began Jimmy. “It’s time to get this party going. We all know it’s a diaper party so the first thing we are going to do is get rid of all this bulk. To help, we are going to play a game we call ‘pass the diaper’.” Jimmy removed his pants and picked up a diaper. So for the new guys, here is how it works. I am obviously ready, being in my diaper and all.” Jimmy gave a little spin and slapped his ass showing off his diaper and hot body. “Now, I pick a guy and tap him on the shoulder. He must remove his pants and if he has a diaper on, he takes the diaper from me and taps another guy. However, if he is not in a diaper, he must lie down with his legs in the air and ask to be diapered. It can be done by me, or if you want, you can ask someone less proficient.” Jimmy smiled. He knew he had a reputation for diapering the guys and often was the person of choice to do the deed. “Ok, so we all know how we should have dressed for the party’s so let’s begin!”
With that said Jimmy tapped Carson on the shoulder. Danny looked on as Carson dropped his pants and was in a short white tee-shirt and a large cloth diaper with a ducky pattern plastic pant over it. It took five more guys to drop their pants before Rick was tapped on his shoulder.
“Ok, give me that, I’ll go put it on,” said Rick as he tried to take the diaper.”
Brad who had tapped him pulled the diaper back. “Not likely, lie down and pick someone to diaper you!”
Rick knew the ritual and that it was of no use arguing. He lied down and pointed to Jimmy. “If I have to go down, I want the best.” Jimmy strutted over and pushed Rick to his back. He removed his underwear placing them in Rick’s mouth and diapered him up snuggly. Some of the group watched while others carried on their conversations.
Carson turned to Danny, “Rick never comes diapered and loves the attention!” Danny laughed which caught Rick’s attention.
“Diapered or not, I want to see this cutie,“ said Rick as he took another diaper and tapped Danny. Danny began to blush and looked around for Nathan who was over in the dining room talking. He was upset with Nathan and had wished he were not diapered so he could have Jimmy diaper him but he knew that was not going to happen. He dropped his short-alls leaving his round diapered ass in full view.
He looked over to Nathan who seemed to be ignoring the game. Jimmy was standing off to the side and was paying special attention to the developments. He could see by Danny’s reaction that he was upset and watched as Danny took the diaper from Rick and went over to tap Nathan on the shoulder. “Hey Nathan.” Nathan looked at Danny with surprise and noted the diaper in his hand. Several guests moved towards him and they began a slow chant, “Drop them, Drop them, Drop them!”
Nathan looked to Danny “What are you doing?”
“Come on Nathan, be a sport,” yelled Jimmy from the other side of the room.
“I’ll do it for you Nathan,” called out Carson with a big grin. Nathan dropped his pants knowing he would not get out of it and looked around the room pointing to Neil, the new boy. Jimmy had not lived up to his promise and he figured it might bother him to have Neil diapering him. Danny had assumed he would be picked but stepped back handing the diaper off to Neil who had stepped forward. Nathan lifted his legs and asked Neil to please diaper him. Jimmy stepped in and swapped the plain diaper with a very babyish pattern one leaving Neil giggling as he removed Nathan’s underwear. Jimmy smirked and gave Nathan a wink as he sat down watching Neil pull the diaper up through Nathan’s legs and taping him up. Danny stared in wonder. The images he had of Nathan in diapers were now real and to his amusement, he found it quite erotic.
“Looks good on you,” said Jimmy as he handed Nathan a diaper. Now you get to pick. Nathan was avoiding eye contact with Danny so Danny took it on his own to try to break the ice. |He gave Nathan a smack on his bottom, “Well now big bro, try to keep yourself dry!” Danny smiled and backed up stepping into Jimmy.
“Anytime you are ready,” whispered Jimmy into Danny’s ear while he took advantage of the situation and pressed up against Danny’s diaper. Danny turned around gently pushing Jimmy away and smiled as he continued over towards a group that was playing with some toys. All the talk about Jimmy and being and a player had not changed Danny’s attraction to Jimmy but he was now very aware that with Jimmy it was all about conquest. Jimmy eyed Danny’s ass as he moved away and smiled thinking it was only a matter of time.
The rest of the group had stripped down to their diapers and the party was moving well. With the others all diapered like himself, Danny was now quite comfortable and was busy playing and socializing. A group had gathered in the kitchen and Nathan had joined them trying to avoid Danny. He was not sure how to react now that he was also in diapers. The kitchen began to empty as Jimmy was calling everyone back to the living room to announce that is was time to play trivia. As people gathered around he explained the diaper party trivia house rules.
“We spin the arrow and the person selected is asked a question. If he gets it wrong, he tosses the discipline die. A roll of a one or two and the person on his left pours a glass of ice water down the rollers diaper. A three or four and the roller is bend over the coffee table and gets three swats of the paddle and a five or six means you are taken to the baby room to be changed or dressed up in some of my attire. If you get it right however, you become a Daddy. A Daddy has the option to bid on delivering the discipline himself when someone gets it wrong, but remember you can only be a Daddy once.
The guys sat in a circle and the first arrow landed on Jimmy who prided himself on trivia and correctly answered his question thus becoming the first Daddy of the night. He spun the arrow, which landed on Michael, who intentionally answered his question wrong and ended up bent over the coffee table and paddled by Carson. The room was in hysterics as Michael played up his sore bottom and as they settled down, the spin landed on Nathan who failed to know the capital of Italy. He picked up the die and threw a two. Danny had moved in beside him and was quite pleased to pour a cool glass of ice water into Nathan’s diaper. It seemed to break the tension Nathan was feeling around Danny and being in diapers and as the cold water hit his balls, he frantically began to rub himself. As he danced around, the group howled at his antics.
“I think little Nathan needs a change” Said Jimmy trying to get Nathan to blush. Nathan returned to his spot. The arrow continued to be spun, landing on Danny a few turns later.
Danny looked nervous as heard the question.“What is the world’s largest dessert? “He was having fun at the other guys’ expense but was not so thrilled at being the center of attention. Danny figured he knew the answer and confidently replied the Sahara. Carson sitting to his left smiled. “Wrong. It’s the Antarctic.” He handed Danny the die and was thrilled to see a five turn up. “Let’s go little buddy. This will be fun.” Danny was unsure as Carson took his hand to take him to the baby room but before they got far, Jimmy stepped in.
“Daddy’s choice, I’ll bid twenty dollars to take him myself.” Neil was the only other Daddy at the time but was not about to cross Jimmy by bidding. “No more bids? Then twenty wins, we’ll be back in a bit. Someone needs to properly diaper this poor lad.” Jimmy fiddled with Danny’s diaper and looked over to Nathan who was less than impressed, watching Jimmy take Danny’s hand and leading him into the baby room.
“It’s been a fun night,” said Jimmy as he told Danny to lie on the change pad laid out on the bed. Nathan had followed in to watch but Danny was having none of it.
“Come on Nathan, its bad enough I lost. Let Jimmy just do this and we’ll be out.” Nathan looked at Jimmy with contempt but left as Danny had requested.
Danny watched Jimmy from one of the several mirrors in the room as he closed the door and slid the lock.”It will keep the lurkers out. It’s hard to change a boy in privacy here.” Danny’s heart was racing as he recalled Jimmy’s soft lips. His diaper was removed and a fresh diaper placed under his bum. “Nathan actually diapered you up well. I was just getting his goat out there. He’s come a long way you know.” Danny was trying not to get hard but Jimmy had intentionally rubbed against his penis several times when taking his wet diaper off and Danny was hardening.
“I have this new lotion that pretty cool,” said Jimmy as he pushed Danny’s legs apart and rubbed the lotion between his legs. Danny suspected he was being lubed but said nothing, moaning as Jimmy began to massage around his hole. He was pissed at Nathan and confused and had become highly aroused. He looked into Jimmy’s eyes and whispered for Jimmy to put it in him.
Jimmy smiled and lifted Danny’s legs up pressing his diaper up to his bum. He was not sure if Danny was serious and joked, “I’ll fuck you boy!” He started to dry hump, slamming his diaper up against Danny’s ass as his erection grew in his own diaper. “How was that, all happy now?”
“Seriously, I want you to do me,” said Danny pulling his bum cheeks open.
“Come on Danny, stop teasing. I’m not going to fuck you.” Jimmy surprised even himself with his reaction as he had wanted to fuck Danny from the first time he saw him. He stepped back as he could see how vulnerable Danny was and Nathan’s words about boundaries were ringing in his ears.
“I want you in me” said Danny in a hushed voice as he lied lubed with his legs in the air.
“You know I am attracted to you and your ass drives me crazy but I can’t. It wouldn’t be fair to Nathan.”
“Fine,” said Danny pouting. “Just finish diapering me then.” Jimmy was rock hard and moved toward Danny but as he reached down to tape him up, he found himself pulled in and Danny’s lips against his. The two kissed and Danny fumbled to get Jimmy’s penis free.
“We shouldn’t do this, it’s not right,” said Jimmy as he reached into the drawer and took out a condom. His lust for Danny had taken control over his better judgment and he put the condom over his penis. Danny put his legs back waiting for Jimmy. They both knew it had to be quick and Nathan dropped down on top of Danny. Their lips met and as Jimmy pressed his tongue into Danny’s mouth, his penis slipped gently into his ass. He began fucking hard and Danny moaned as he was not used to being taken so quickly. They grabbed each other with Danny pulling Jimmy’s hot ass in tight ensuring he was fully penetrated. Jimmy was well hung and Danny began to stroke himself as Jimmy’s cock rode in and out. As Jimmy raised his head, he caught the image of them fucking in the mirror and immediately stopped, pulling out and collapsing next to Danny. Danny stared at the ceiling saying nothing but it was apparent they both knew they had again gone too far.
A knock on the door caused Jimmy to jump up.“Unlock the door Jimmy, “came an upset voice from the other side of the door. It was Nathan and he was not pleased. “I said unlock the fucking door!”
Jimmy pulled up his diaper and quickly put the diaper back under Danny and applied two tapes before opening the door. “Man Nathan, you are a pain. It’s just a game. You can finish him if you are so untrusting.” Jimmy stepped out trying not to face Nathan, still somewhat erect. While Jimmy was talking, Danny had placed the condom and wrapper under the bed and tried to gain his composure before Nathan walked in.
Nathan looked at Danny and began to fix up the tapes on his diaper. He paid no notice to Danny’s semi hardon as he was usually that way when he was changed. “I trust you, it’s Jimmy I can’t trust,” said Nathan while he adjusted the diaper and sat him up. Jimmy had taken off and the two were left alone.
“I am so lucky to have you. I can’t imagine what I’d do without you.” A pit formed in Danny’s gut as he decided that his anger towards Nathan had gone a way to far. As Nathan reached out to hug him, Danny pulled him in tightly. For all of Nathan’s faults, he was in love and knew that whatever Nathan’s motivations were towards him, it was not out of spite, unlike what he had just done!
Danny was devastated by his actions and could feel himself shaking as they held onto each other. “I think I have had enough here, do you mind if we get going?” The words were music to Nathans ears. He went and grabbed their pants, removing his own diaper before putting on his pants and Danny’s short-alls. The two headed out of the baby room to say their goodbyes.
Jimmy and Michael came to the door to wish them well and Neil followed dressed in a sleeper with Baby N written down the one sleeve. Nathan recognized the outfit and gave Jimmy a harsh look to which Jimmy simply smirked.
“Hey guys. Sorry you have to go,” said Neil. “I had fun diapering you Nat. You were my first baby!” Nathan tried to be pleasant and thanked Neil for playing along. “And Danny, hopefully we’ll get a chance to play more next time. “
Sure thing, “said Danny trying not to pay attention to the writing on Neil’s outfit. Nathan had turned his attention to Michael who seemed very uncomfortable at Neil’s presence. He felt badly for his friend but there was little he could do and he knew all too well how the story would unfold. As Danny and Nathan walked away, Jimmy put his arm around Neil, closing the door to return to his guests.
The drive home was quiet and Danny told Nathan that he was going to shower up before bedtime. He realized he had to allow Danny to be an adult at times and said nothing. He sat in the kitchen and with the sound of the shower running in the background thinking about Danny and how he had misled him. He decided that in the morning, after a good sleep, he would come clean and tell Danny about the bet and the wet beds. It was his hope that Danny would understand that his intentions were good but that he recognized it was wrong and he was sorry. The water stopped and a few minutes later Danny appeared in the doorway naked and holding onto a diaper. “You know, I still need help here!”
Nathan had a relaxed look as he took Danny to the bedroom. It had been a long night and Danny and Nathan were exhausted. He placed Danny down on the bed and lifted his legs to place his diaper under him bum. Danny closed his eyes as Nathan powdered him up and snugly tape up his diaper. Danny rolled over and Nathan spooned him cuddling him tightly from behind. Danny knew they had both messed up and had a lot to fix but for now, they let it all go. Danny was still not sure what had motivated Nathan to lie to him but he suspected that Nathan had read him well the first night they met and was simply misguided in trying to make him understand his true feelings. It may have been deceiving, but Danny was grateful for finally being able to be himself and hoped he would find a way to repay Nathan.
They lay quiet for twenty minutes just holding one another until Danny reached over to turn out the light. “But I want to sleep with you tonight, not my crib if that’s ok with you.”
“I like that idea,” said Nathan as he cuddled back up behind. Danny loved being spooned but as tired as he was, he was not ready to fall asleep. His mind was full of thoughts and as Nathan drifted off to sleep, Danny grinned as he looked out the bedroom door at the bathroom cabinet across the hallway.
It was a cool night and Nathan woke up early as he was chilled. Danny had rolled over to the other side of the bed and was sleeping with his diapered ass in the air. As Nathan sat up to pull his cover back on, he looked down noticing a large wet circle under his bum. “Holy shit,” was all he could think as he felt the wetness of the sheet under him. His mind was racing not knowing what the hell to do. He sat there as a stunned feeling crept over him….
”Now what!”
The End……………….
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Lost and Found
Chapter 2 is here with a lovely little walk down memory lane for Ser Orlaux
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Chapter 2: A Man and His Dog
My eyes fluttered open, taking stock of the beautiful purples, reds, and golds of Gyr Abania's evening sky. I inhaled, and immediately regretted the act. My ribs ached, it hurt to even think about moving, my thoughts a jumbled mess of images from unknown hours before. Masked men, armor familiar, but not local. Spears and daggers thrust in my direction and in return. Splitting pain all along my side, growing fiercer and then dulling to a numbness that stopped my breath. Muffled distant distorted words, only one of which I can parse.
Dzemael.
I shot up, nevermind the pain, knocking the large bulldogs head off my chest in the process. The hound gazed up at me for but a second before jumping to her feet and wagging her tail so hard her entire body went with it. Henrietta! Of course! She's how I was still breathing. I laugh, and grimace at the pain it causes, before patting the old girls head. I mentally noted to give her extra treats when we got home.
"Good Dog." My voice was hoarse, my throat dry, a small gathering of leaves decorated my legs. I aired the question dancing in my mind. "Hell's, how long have I been out for?" Henri simply barked happily in reply. I went to stand, and almost regretted it as much as the laughter from before. I fell to my knees and grimaced. Henri trotted over to me, giving my face a singular lick before rolling over on her back, belly to the sky waiting for pets.
I wished to smile at this, but the leaves had left a gnawing feeling in my stomach that worried me. I didn’t know how long I had been out. I didn’t know if those men after me knew where my family was. I didn’t know if they had found them while I sat unconscious among the trees. I didn’t know if the lights of my life were safe.
I struggled to climb to my feet again, my own rage at my injured condition building monumentally. I let out a cry as I crash into the trunk of a tree. Henri ran to my side, and let out a low whine to match my yell of frustration. I looked down at her, and sighed, using the trees to walk forward.
“Girl, where’d you find me?” I asked, not actually expecting an answer from my dog, but getting one in a way anyway. Henri trotted forward ahead of me, rounding a selection of trees before lightly barking. Slowly, I made my way towards her, beyond the trees was a clearing I remember patrolling for our little town. A hamlet really, not more than 100 people when everyone's home. Henri walked back over to me, tail still wagging, a happy little dog.
My spear sat chipped and embedded in a tree at the far end. A veritable mile from where I stood, holding onto scattered greenery for dear life. I sighed, at least I wouldn’t need to pay for an entirely new spear, simply some repairs. I looked off into the distance, above the trees and into the sunset. Letting a calm wash over me for but a moment. Sure, they may have found my family, but they’d never defeat them. Maerwynn was a Red Mage with no equal, even years after putting her sword in favor of an Inn, and a stable place to raise our daughter. They were to be fine, waiting for me at home probably more than a little worried sick.
I could just envision myself limping in on my spear, only to be knocked to the ground by a little half elezen girl mad at me for missing her bedtime stories. Where she told me about the grand adventures she went on. Where the smallest rock was the most dangerous dragon. I laughed again, the pain subsiding a bit. Henri came to sit at my feet.
I stood there for a few moments, in fact a few moments too long. Till the smell of smoke hit my nose. Not a woodfire burning in someone's home, but the kind of smoke that foretells the wake of Halone, the smoke the begets war. Henri smelt it too, jumping to her feet and rushing into the woods ahead of me as images of a life I left behind stalled my movement.
I could not bare the thought of my home becoming like one of the dozens of burnt out villages I saw during my tenure as a Dragoon. Corpses stuck in poses, gross mockeries of life, from when the Dragons took them. I knew, realistically, the Dravanians were not the cause of that smell, but the scent of ash and corpses, it never really leaves a man.
Staggering through my senses, I rushed towards the tree playing sheath to my spear and yanked with all the force I could muster. Splinters flew in the clearing, and so did I, right after Henri and towards the flame. The wilds were my enemy, along with time, and my own frailties. I cursed the winds, the gods, I prayed that I was wrong, my nose simply mistaken.
But fate, she is armed with arrows, and I’ve been naught been her pincushion these past twenty years.The forest broke into open fields, which changes to tended land. Henri ran fast, faster than I, and it was her mournful howl that brought me to my knees once again. No, I could not let myself fall there, not when perhaps the hound ran wrong, perhaps she was simply sad to have missed dinner?
Crawling to my feet I took off running again. Spotting scattered houses consumed by a strange blaze that smelt not of dragons but of oil and rust. I rushed blind, I saw no soldiers, no bandits, I saw only deep tracks in the road and heavy footprints in the well traveled mud. I couldn’t run fast enough to the Inn, the little roadside haven we had built with our own collective four hands.
It wasn’t burning when I got there, no the Imperials burnt it later, but it was broken. The timbers over the doors fallen, cracked in two and blocking the entrance, windows smashed, Danica’s playhouse sat crushed, silhouetted by the dusk sun.
“Maerwynn!” I shouted my loves name. Again and again, throwing my spear to the ground and my back into clearing an entrance. “Danica!” My daughter’s full name next, a rarity out of my mouth, frightening me just as much as the silence did. My hands bled from the work, my lungs burnt, my eyes ran red with tears only to worsen when finally I reached inside my home.
And saw my home, broken and bleeding on the floor, barely clinging to life. Maerwynn. My Love. I fell to my knees at her side, dragging her up onto my lap and clinging to her desperately. Like my embrace would heal her wounds. I began to sob into her hair, rocking her ever so gently. Whispering again again her name.
I felt a weak hand on my cheek, and a gentle exhale of breath and with it an electric surge of hope that died almost as quickly as it manifested. I gasped, as my love smiled. Even then, at the end of things, she found it worthwhile to smile at me, even as I watched the light start to fade from her tender blue eyes. I do not know what great deed some past life of mine did to deserve her, or what great crime I must have committed to have her stolen from me. She coughed, and drew me from my thoughts, blood spattered her lips and dripped down her chin.
“ ‘Laux, where have you been?” Her voice was weak and distant, barely above a whisper. I gently grasped her hand at my cheek with my own bigger hand, pressing it closer to me. I forced a smile to my face, though tears had ruined any illusion of happiness here. She shook her head weakly. “Don’t answer that love. Rahlgr’s Mercy, I’m just glad you’re alive.”
I squeezed her hand, and opened my mouth to respond, but was cut short by more of her whispered words and the growing chill of her hand in mine. Though low, her words were rushed, as if she was racing to tell me her story, and I guess in a way she was. Running her words so Nald’thal couldn’t stop them. “Find her, ‘Laux, I told her to run when I heard the fighting start. Told her bad people were coming and that she needed to hide. You have to find her before he does!” She jolted up with her last words, and attempted to grab me by the shoulders and drag me closer.
“Swear to me you’ll find Danica.” Her weak hands grasped at my shoulders with all the might she could muster, an amount akin to a newborn coeurl. I nodded, an affirmative that put a smile on her face. There hadn’t been any question to my course of action before, but now I was but an Elezen shaped bloodhound.
“Of course, Maer. I’ll find her, I’ll protect her. She’ll be ok, everything will be ok.” I reassured her, this time it was she who opened her mouth and found no words to respond. Her hand grew weaker, and began to fall from my shoulder, frantically I pinned them there. “Everything will be ok,” I reassured again, lowering my head to hers, and gently kissing her forehead, like she was so delicate she might have been broken by the touch of the evening breeze.
She closed her eyes.
She breathed her last.
“I love you.” I spoke into the suddenly much too large world. “I love you.” again the words echoed with no reply. “Always and Forever, I love you.” I broke into sobs once more, loud crying to fill the void left now that my home was across the Aetherial Sea. Repeating a mantra that can no longer be echoed back to me in the voice of my Love.
A bark woke me from my slumber in a Gridanian Inn. Eyes snapped open, an arm instinctively reaching for my spear, but finding only the big brown eyes of a Bulldog sitting at the foot of my bed. I sighed, and forced my body to relax, shaking my head in frustration. Dropping my spear, I roll back over, it’s too early to leave and continue my trek to Coerthas.
“Good Dog.” I whisper, as Henri rolls back into a ball on the floor and continues in her own dreams. “Good Dog.”
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Offline Age - Chapter 1
Fandom: Dragon Age Origins
Pairing: Alistair Theirin x Elissa Cousland
Summary: Alistair was never really a lone wolf or anything, but having a place only for himself had its appeal. He didn't plan on taking responsibility for anybody in upcoming years, until one fateful night his doorbell decided to wake him up at 2 AM and show him he was so, so wrong.
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How Alistair subconsciously harbored mother hen tendencies towards completely unknown person in five minutes and then fell in love so hard it almost broke all bones in his body.
Warnings: Slow Burn, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Tons of overused tropes, Prequel to Online Age
Can be found on Ao3.
Notes: No beta, we die like men!
I blame it all on the so called trailer for Dragon Age 4 that made me: 1) Feel the need to write for Dragon Age again; 2) Realize I left Online Age in disarray; 3) Re-read it and get horrified of the sheer absurdity of the middle part and so many absolutely pointless dialogues; 4) Spend a week editing it; 5) Start playing Dragon Age Inquisition again and romancing Cullen again; 6) Feel a heart ache when seeing King Alistair showing up in Redcliffe being flawless; and 7) Start to write randomly about him while playing Dragon Age Origins (because I hate myself. And Deep Roads).
So yeah, all the trailer's fault. And idk, I just really love Alistair, okay :(
Also a note: so many tropes here. SO MANY.
And another note: This is connected to Online Age, but it's sort of a prequel (aka about uh several years back, 5 or 10 or something), this time about (super young) Alistair and his one-day-to-be-wife-he-would-gush-about-to-everybody
It was precisely 2:12 AM, Alistair checked when Hell called, telling him they want their bad puns back. The coherence of apprehending the situation dropped to its lowest around midnight and dragged onward, he was glad he made his legs and arms cooperate enough to lift his sore, sleepy body off the bed, walk it to the main door of his flat and reach for the handle on the third try.
He didn’t really expect anything in particular, a half of his half functioning brain was still sleeping, so when he opened without checking first and saw a small, head to toe drenched girl shivering on his doorstep, nothing came from him apart from huh?
“Hi,” the girl greeted him with chattering teeth. Her blond hair was plastered over her forehead and around her neck and shoulders and there was an undeniable moment of oh crap, this is why I should not watch horrors late at night before Alistair woke up enough to realize the girl was not a ghost but a real, living person. Standing in a puddle, in pyjamas?
“Are those pyjamas?” his brain farted out and the girl opened her mouth, stopped, closed it, looked at her clothes consisting of plaid pants hanging on her lips too loosely and a shirt with Pooh Bear on it, and then back at him.
“Yes,” she said after. “They had them on sale.”
“K,” his brain supplied unhelpfully. “Hi then.”
“Yeah, hi,” she repeated the greeting and the shivering multiplied. “Sorry to bother you. But didn’t you, um. Left your water on or… your washing machine or something?”
“Not that I know of,” Alistair turned back to the innards of his flat, and the only noise that greeted him back was the clock on the wall, ticking its minute way through the dial. It showed wrong time but he was not able to correct it for about year and half. He looked back. “Why?”
“Why do you think?” she stared at him in the dark corridor, water dripping from her Pooh Bear shirt and Alistair could swear he saw the loading icon in front of his eyes for a second, before he raised a hand and went back to the flat to check on the bathroom.
No leaks, everything was quiet and peaceful. He double checked the taps and toilet and when nothing looked even remotely broken or dripping, he returned back to the door, now almost awake.
“Nope,” he told her with a shrug. “All dry up here.”
“I see,” she stared some more, then slowly nodded. “Sorry to bother you. Thanks for looking.”
She turned around and started padding from her puddle to the elevator, leaving wet footprints in her wake. Back to the flooded flat or something? Alistair shook his head, quickly grabbed his keys and followed her.
“Wait a sec,” he dropped his voice as low as he could to be still hearable but not enough to alert the neighbours, and she looked at him with a frown.
“What.”
“Lemme look at the leak,” he insisted despite her unhappy scowl. “Maybe I can help.”
The frown deepened and the elevator dinged, the light from it when the door slid open almost blinded him. She got in, crossed her arms on her chest and sighed.
“Fine,” she motioned for him to follow her, so he did. “But since it’s not from your place, there’s no point, really.”
“Story of my life.”
She looked even more pitiful under the artificial light and unusually pale, almost sickly. He refrained from commenting on it, but it took lots of his self-control, especially when she looked at him like he had lost his mind.
Her flat was on the lower floor right under his, which made her a lucky lady, since he was rarely at home to make any sort of noise that would bother her, at least from above. The name on the bell read Cousland and when she unlocked the door and opened, the smell of wet paint hit him right in the face. It took them only few steps inside towards the bathroom and he already saw the flood from there, dripping from the wall behind the bath, ruining the red coloured wall and tiles.
“Uh oh,” he let out, stepping in to assess the damage and the water under his feet splashed too loud in the otherwise quiet flat. “The pipe must have broken above there.”
“Oh no,” she walked in as well, her face horrified. “So, it’s not from somebody’s flat, it’s somewhere inside the construction?”
“Yep,” he stood up on the edge of the bath, pulling himself higher to the ceiling to see any cracks. “For now, let’s just turn off the water here. And in the morning, we call a landlord about this.”
“He’s going to kill me…” she buried her face in her hands and Alistair stepped down again to find the water lock hidden in the wall behind the toilet.
“Nah, it’s not your fault,” he said for the record, “This is an old house. He should let it checked anyway, the construction is ancient enough to remember dragons.”
“Are you a plumber or something?” he heard her asking behind him and it made him snort while closing the water with a quiet hiss. The wall stopped gushing out and he closed the lid and looked at the distressed owner.
“Wish I was, I heard the pay is good,” he shrugged, wiping his wet hands to his shirt. “But I know a thing or two about house stuff. And few other things around. And lots of things completely unrelated.”
“Right,” she shook her head and looked around at the mess on the floor. “Thanks for the help. I better start cleaning before it soaks to the neighbours…”
“Want help?” he offered faster than his common sense kicked in and that’s how it all began.
***
“-tair. Alistair!”
He almost fell off the chair when a slam on the table startled him from the definitely-not-dozing-off moment, just sheer luck managed to keep him balanced enough from meeting the floor.
“I wasn’t sleeping!” he announced in self-defence and then Duncan’s unhappy face came to his view.
“Didn’t I tell you not to stay up past midnight?” Duncan crossed his arms on his chest and Alistair realized it was already past eleven when he looked at his watch, and he somehow missed two hours. By totally not sleeping.
“Yeah, sorry,” she rubbed his eyes and fought down the yawn that threatened to overwhelm him. He still must have made weird face since Duncan’s scowl deepened.
“Wipe the drool away at least,” the dark-haired man sighed, handing Alistair a napkin out of nowhere, like an ultimate mum he was sometimes. “I’m making the roster now, you want the long shift this week or another one?”
Alistair was completely sure he did not have drool anywhere, but still used the napkin for Duncan’s satisfaction. For his defence he did go to sleep around eleven, but after the debacle with the flood he didn’t get back to sleep at all. When they were more or less done (actually less than more, the flat was in super bad shape, since apparently the leaks weren’t only in the bathroom) it was already six in the morning, so he just went home for shower and to brush his teeth and then kicked himself out to work. His eyes barely held up open during the morning meeting and he thanked whoever was above him for not dragging it for too long, or continue with a drill. He would fail so hard that Duncan would probably disown him on the spot.
“This week,” he mumbled, but then his hand shot towards Duncan’s forearm to stop him from leaving. “No, next week. Totally next week. Can’t this week.”
“Okay?” the older man glanced on the hand gripping him and then back at Alistair’s face. “Will write you up for a short one then. Something happened?”
Well, to put it mildly. The landlord was going to bark on a wrong tree, he was sure, and the girl would let him, probably, not really knowing where the real fault was. So he had a plan. Or part of a plan, at least, making it up as he went.
“Do we have my house’ construction plans by any chance?” he asked and when Duncan cleared his throat while pointedly looking at Alistair offensive hand, he finally eased off his grip with an apologetic quirk of his mouth.
“In the archive,” his mentor nodded towards the estimated location, then crossed his arms on his chest. “Why?”
When Alistair was looking for his own flat, Duncan helped him with choosing between three possible places by finding the construction plans, because if he could be labelled by anything, it would be precautious. Old houses are the best, he would say. So they dug into plans, found the ones that looked the best in Duncan’s opinion and Alistair moved in with light heart. No problems until yesterday, but then again, not really his problem, so that counted for something.
“Just want to look up the piping,” Alistair dragged himself up from the table. “I’ll be there if anything.”
“Do I look like your secretary?” Duncan hollered after him, but Alistair was already out of the room and only hitting his shoulder against two doors on his way. It was a small, meaningless victory, but victory the same.
***
He got out on the floor under his own because of some strange, unexplainable calling he heard in the back of his mind (or maybe it was his stomach because he was hungry). He wanted to stop home at first, take a shower and eat, but somehow his hand pressed the lower button in the elevator instead of his and he was glad for it, because when the door opened, he heard the angry voice of the landlord all the way to the cabin.
“Here we go,” he huffed, packing the copied plans under his arm and taking long strides toward the offensive voice that rang through the hallway so loud it was probably illegal.
“-for two months and you already flooded it?!” the landlord kept on barking, up until he came into Alistair’s view, standing in front of opened doors of the compromised flat, his stance all wide and up in arms. Alistair internally groaned.
The girl stood in front of him, dry for the first time he saw her, in a hoodie and khakis. Her hair was in a messy bun and she looked even more tired than Alistair felt.
“I didn’t flood anything,” she was saying the moment he finally stepped close enough for them to notice him. “I- oh, hey.”
“Hey,” Alistair gave her small salute and nodded towards the landlord. He saw him about twice since he started living here and kind of doubted the man even remembered his face. “Afternoon.”
“Are you here because of the leak?” the man gestured towards the flat, his eyes a little confused. “I’m sure I didn’t call firefighters though…”
Oh right, Alistair realized. He was still in the uniform, since he shot out of work without changing. Well, that worked too.
“I’m familiar with the situation,” he elaborated, making a show of looking into the flat like he was assessing the damage. He already did yesterday though and could tell it sucked balls for the repairs needed. The landlord was so not going to like it. “Looked over the construction plans, the pipes are damaged in the proximate area of the bathroom and living room. The wall needs to be torn down and the piping repaired.”
“Torn down?!” the landlord probably only by small margin avoided heart-attack, judging from his red face and the vein popping on his forehead. Alistair was glad he had the ambulance on quick dial.
“The bathroom one definitely, the water damaged it. I’d advice to have them checked as it is in the whole house, but of course that can be done through stacks for that part,” he handed one of the plans to the landlord who reluctantly took them and had to applaud himself for actually sounding serious so far. “The piping is old and rusty, random breaks happen all the time. I can point you out to a company dealing with these types of problems, though since the Christmas is coming, I’m not entirely sure how fast it’s going to be.”
The landlord opened his mouth, and then closed it. He repeated it two more times until it was apparent no words were going to come out, and then he settled on a nod.
“Great, glad we came to an understanding,” Alistair gave him a broad smile. “I’ll send you the company’s number in a text, in case you wanted to use their services. Happy to see landlords are taking care of their houses and tenants.”
Another nod from the poor man and then he was out of the hallway like a wind. Alistair wondered if he thought firefighter could actually send him to jail for disagreeing but he wasn’t going to try his luck.
“Huh,” the girl stared after the landlord even after he disappeared around the corner. “That worked like a charm. Good idea with the uniform.”
“What can I say, I aim to please,” Alistair commented and then took a step further to take her appearance in. “You’re dry.”
“Yeah, shocking,” her mouth quirked up in a smile. “I can do that sometimes.”
“I feel like I don’t even know you anymore,” he sighed dramatically but then it hit him. “Wait, I really don’t know you. What’s your name?”
“Elissa,” she introduced herself just like that, in her khakis and a hoodie and looking like she went through hell and kicked her way back, and somehow Alistair expected her to have tougher name, like Boulder or Killer.
“That’s a fine name,” he gestured towards her, to her whole appearance and the abundance of the puddle under her feet. “I’m disappointed it’s not something waterier though.”
“Waterbenders don’t have water names, you know,” she shot back and Alistair crossed arms on his chest.
“Elissa,” he tried her name and she mimicked his posture like a mirror. “As a waterbender… I gotta say, after what I’ve seen tonight, you suck at it.”
“Still learning,” she opposed. “Next time the pipe breaks, I will be ready.”
“I hope there is no next time,” he nodded towards the flat. “Don’t think it can take any more.”
That made her lose the posture as she followed his gaze and her shoulders sagged. It was a sad image, really.
“This suck,” she uttered. “It had been just two months. I have the shittiest luck ever.”
“As long as you don’t wind up somewhere without your pants, you’re still alright.” He took a step closer to the door, the smell of paint still hanging in the air. He noticed a packed bag resting in the hallway with a suitcase next to it and several shirts lying on the floor, soaking the moisture from it. The hallway itself looked super bad, the water completely ruined the laminate flooring, made it look like a skateboard park for snails. “Oof.”
“Yeah, tell me about it,” she stood next to him, staring at the mess. “When I need a quiet place, something naturally has to go wrong. And expensive. Hope it won’t take long.”
“Yeaah, about that,” he offered her an apologetic look, even though it was not his fault, or hers, or anybody’s, and she must have understood since the groan she let out had enough frustration to lit up a town.
“You mean it’s going to take long?” she whined so loud he heard a door opening at the end of the hall, probably to look what the ruckus was.
“Well. It’s almost Christmas. And if you take in the state of the flat – and the piping – and the walls… That’s gonna take at least two months,” he checked once more, stopping at the floor. “And the flooring. And tiles in the bathroom.”
The majority of tiles fell off during their night cleaning, and most of them naturally broke in half. Elissa didn’t comment on it back then, but she definitely stomped harder when carrying the empty bucket to fill it up again.
“Okay,” she sagged even more, almost to her knees. “Alright. Okay.”
Alistair didn’t like that. Sure, he saw tons of misfortune in his life already, majority of it tied to his job and some of it not, but he couldn’t really do much about complete strangers losing their homes to fire. All he could do for them was to pat their back and wish them luck. When all of their stuff was gone.
Elissa’s stuff was not gone, but she was in similar situation. If she could at least go back to her parents or something, he’d be able to rest easy.
“You have a place to stay?” he asked in a softer tone and she nodded. Then took a deep breath. Shook her head. He took a step closer and crouched next to her. “Not even your parent’s place?”
“No,” her words were barely hearable. Then she cleared her throat and shook her head again. “I’ll manage.”
“You can stay at my place, if you want,” his mouth said.
Huh.
“What?” she looked at him as if he’d gone mad (rightfully so).
“My place,” his mouth repeated. Huh. “I’m not home that often, it’s better than nothing?”
She had big, blue eyes. She used them in full force now, staring at him so hard he was afraid a fist was going to come out of them.
“You don’t need to do all this,” she said finally and Alistair thought yes, I don’t need to do all of this. But I do. Because you look like somebody just died, good grief.
“You woke me up at ass o’clock in the morning and kept me up all night cleaning, now I feel emotionally invested in it. Sorry, I don’t make the rules,” he responded instead, light-hearted and nonchalant, and it was the first time he saw her genuinely laugh.
#dragon age origins#alistair x cousland#offline age#alistair theirin#female cousland#female warden#modern setting au
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WKM: 20 Years Later.
2)
Lottie had been leaving and returning to the house a couple of times now, always thinking she’d missed something. There had to be more, she thought, the secret to the house had to be found before the earth swallows up the house completely. At the end of each visitation she returned back to the small flat she managed to rent out. There wasn’t much in the one bedroom flat except for her belonging that she took with her as soon as she was old enough to leave the orphanage, and that in itself wasn’t much either. Not that she minded. The only thing she treasured in any way was her notebook, which could have been carried in her back pocket. Everything else was just clothes and books she had reread a couple of times; the clothes of which many were work uniforms she managed to sneak away before getting fired, and the books were collections of short mythical stories and Sherlock Holms adventures. She learnt not to treasure objects because you never knew when you’d lose them. She’d lost enough anyway, she didn’t need to lose anymore. But her notebook was something she truly cherished. At first it was given to her as a journal for her thoughts by one of the nurses at the orphanage; she was encouraged to write down how she felt in moments of sheer panic, because sometimes crying all night would get you nowhere, and no sleep. As ridiculous as it seems for some, it worked very well for her, and soon she began to fill less and less pages. But with the book still in here possession long after she left the orphanage, she was now using in to take informative notes and small rough sketches on her findings in the infamous Markiplier Manor. Her most recent return to the manor rewarded her greatly.
After walking through the same rooms for the sixth or seventh time in a row and finding nothing but dust and decay, Lottie decided to investigate the grounds around the house. Walking out to the balcony at the side of the house she instantly saw a problem; the garden was overgrown to the point where any previous paths had now disappeared, if not been made very unstable by the undergrowth seeping through every crack. She’d need something to cut her way through; with that she headed to the other side of the house to where the grounds keeper’s hut was. She didn’t know much about who the grounds keeper was when he worked for the manor, but she knew he was the oldest worker there along with the chef. It was rumored that he never set foot in the house for the 15 odd years he had worked there, claiming he had no business with anything but the grounds, but the reason he never set foot in the house was the same reason he never quit his job. Not until that one night. The night where everyone left. He never explained what was wrong with the house, not in any of the new report archives Lottie had seen so far anyway, but in every article, he felt a warning: don’t go back to the house. Lottie had to go back to the house. It’s only human to not do as your told. She reached the hut, also overgrown and carefully fished around to find a pair of pliers. They were rusty, but usable. She started cutting through the garden, already regretting the decision when she saw the scale of the grounds she’d have to cover, the shadow of the house looming over her.
A few hours and blisters later Lottie managed to cut through the paths that led in a circle around the house. After that she managed to crawl through the bushes onto the woods at the back of the house that led up to the hillside. It was strange. Once she crossed the bushes out of the grounds of private property, she felt as if a dark cloud had passed, that the air had gotten warmer, that a weight had been lifted. ‘This house is cursed’, she recalled an article once saying. Something glistened in the corner of her eye as the sun shone through the clouds. She turned to it and saw something shining silver, hidden in the thick layers of years of fallen leaves, so went to investigate it. At first it looked like a lightbulb that had been framed in wire and then coated in a metal glaze, but as she dug through the leaves, she found it connected to a long ebony shaft. It was a cane. A rather short looking one, she thought pulling it out; because it was only the length of her arm and the heel of the cane was missing, she assumed it had been snapped in half. She looked around the place to find the rest of it but with no luck. She decided to head back to the house to head off home. As she entered the house she observed the cane. It was rather well made even though it was broken, it seemed to have a shield crest embossed at the top of the silver handle. The crest was familiar. She’d seen it on nearly every sign at the local library. It was the crest of the city council. So, whoever this belonged to must have been an official in the council, she thought, like the mayor or- The click of a gun being cocked.
Lottie froze and raised her hands up, breathing slowly and deeply as her heart started racing. “I’m sorry, if I’m trespassing,” she spoke clearly and quickly, with a small tremble of fear between words, “I didn’t know people still owned this place. I promise to leave and I won’t come back.” “You’re not the most silent of trespassers, are you?” the gunman said, lightly coughing at the end of his sentence, “Who are you? What do you want?” Lottie gulped and answered, “My name is Charlotte. I just came to investigate the house.” “Investigate, huh?” said the gunman, started to walk slowly in front of Lottie with the gun still aimed at her. He chuckled, his laughs sounding slightly hefty, as if he was trying to stop himself from coughing again. “You’re a naturally curious person, I’m guessing. Well, I know how you feel.” He put his gun away into the inside of his coat, giving Lottie a chance to look at him properly. He was a round looking guy, with beady eyes set in a deep brow. His stubble beard was grey at the sides, which spread into the hair at his temples. He looked like he hadn’t slept for years. Or changed his clothes for years. It was as if he found the guise of a particular detective from a murder mystery rather appealing, and decided to keep the look for the rest of his life. He even wore a faded moth-eaten deerstalker. Lottie looked at him, a little baffled by his appearance. “And what’s your name? Inspector Morse?” she said with a smile. The man raised his eyebrow and reached for his back trouser pocket. “As a matter of fact, you’re not far off.” He pulled out his wallet and flipped it open, showing a rusted silver detective’s badge and his ID alongside it. “You can call me Abe.” he said smugly. As he pulled the wallet away from Lottie’s face, another flap from behind his ID released a long concertina of photographs; all profiles of two people for each photo, one trend in every photo being that one of the persons was him. He quickly grabbed it, stuffed it back in place, and slipped the wallet back into his pocket. Lottie discreetly rested her hand on the handle of the cane within her bag. Just so she had something to swing with if this guy was going to lash out at her. Something felt off about him. She couldn’t tell what, but something whispering from her shoulder was warning her that this man was a dangerous idiot. The three of you glared at Abe, almost wishing he could see you all and run away in terror of confronting the friends he betrayed in Mark’s cruel game. Damien tried to grasp the cane sticking out of Lottie’s bag, but his fingers passed right through, leaving him to clench his fists in remorse.
Abe straightened himself up, winced in pain, massaged his belly with his hand, then straightened himself up again. “So, Charlotte,” Abe boomed, “why are you investigating this house? Looking for something in particular? Or someone in particular?” Lottie brow furrowed. “Is this your house?” Abe chuckled and answered, “No.” “Then it’s none of your business.” Lottie quickly replied. She made her way out of the room. Abe quickly followed after her. “Well, it kinda is.” he scoffed, “I am a detective after all.” “Well, you did hold a gun to my head.” Lottie said, not stopping for him as she searched for the front door out of the house, “That kind of greeting does tend to put a bit of a crimp on trustworthiness.” Abe tried to keep up with her. She walked abnormally fast, or rather, the air that she passed by seemed to pile up behind her, Abe thought, almost as to slow down anyone following directly behind her. Celine smiled as she held her hand out towards the detective, like a police officer in front of an oncoming car, concentrating a heavy aura around Abe to stop him getting too close to Lottie.
“Hey, slow down!” Abe called after Lottie, “You don’t want to mess with me, lady. I have proper authority to be here, unlike you. You are basically walking on the foundation of an unsolved… killing! Surely you’d know about the history of this house if you’ve come to investigate it.” Lottie’s echo further ahead of him replied “Oh, yeah, I know of the killing. It happened on the 13th of October. About 20 years ago.” Abe groaned at her sarcastic attitude. “Well, the investigation is still going on 20 years later.” “Why?” Lottie asked unexpectedly, “Why are you carrying it on when all leads have basically disappeared now?” The detective hesitated then stated, “That’s… classified.” “Meaning you don’t know.” “No.” “Meaning you want to solve the case to get your job back, considering your ID is 15 years out of date?” “No! Well, not really-” “Meaning you want to solve the case for some kind of personal closure?” Abe growled. “No! … You don’t know-…That’s not the point! The point is you can’t just waltz around here like you know the place. You’re basically walking all over the crime scene!” Lottie suddenly spun around to face him, nearly making the detective run right into her. “So are you.” she corrected, “And you don’t own the place either. In fact, nobody does, since the owner was killed. So, you can’t tell me where I can and can’t go.” As she turned to continue walking, Abe grabbed her arm and pulled her back. “Listen here, missy-” he hissed, but was cut off as Lottie shrieked, whipped around and punched his hand off her arm. He rubbed his now freshly bruised hand and gave her a mean look, but quickly relaxed his expression when he saw her terrifying stare. “I’m sorry.” Lottie said, brushing herself arm off, “I don’t like being grabbed.”
“No, I’m sorry. I get mad quickly.” Abe responded with a not-very-concerned tone. He sighed and said, “Look, we both have our own questions we want answers to. But snapping at each other isn’t going to help either of us. I just want to know why you’re here, and if you know anything about the events that went down here that I haven’t already heard yet.” Lottie stood taller and admitted, “I only know from newspaper articles and reports. I’m sure whatever I know, you know already.” Laughed a little and joked, “Heck I was only a year old around the time of the murd-.” “SHhhhhh!!” Abe suddenly hissed, “Don’t say that word.” “What? Murd-?” “Don’t!” he snapped again, “Please, just don’t. Call it anything, but that word.” Lottie smiled. “But what word do you mean?” Abe scowled at her, then looked around nervously. “Maybe it’s best we discussed this somewhere else. You pick where, just anywhere but here.” After a moment’s consideration, Lottie shrugged in mild agreement. She took a step aside and motioned towards the front door. “Ladies first.” she mocked in a flourish; she wasn’t going anywhere with him behind her. Abe looked insulted. “No. Surely you go first.” “Let’s not argue over this small piffle.” she insisted, “unless you want this encounter to get nasty and cause another murd-” “I’m going!” Abe interrupted, striding ahead and out the door. Lottie soon followed him, a satisfied grin on her face.
“Oh, I wonder where she gets that headstrong attitude from.” Damien said, nudging Celine playfully. She gave him a snide look. “She’s clearly William’s daughter, that’s for sure.” she objected, crossing her arms and avoiding looking at Damien’s smug smile.
#magpie ramblings#WKM: 20 years later#got some more ideas buzzing around so more to come!#not soon though#writing is hard!#who killed markiplier#ocs#:)
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Project Four (Matadork) Solve
http://pangenttechnologies.tumblr.com/post/166422468052/j4re8qh0s68
This post includes two animated GIFs of barcode-like shapes, split into five groups, an animated GIF of a section of text from the ‘shatter’ video with the letters and digits alternating between the frames, along with a link to a Signal and Noise YouTube video.
The video has hex title ‘project four’ and hex description 'username matadork’ shows a man, presumed to be Liam, with wires and electrodes attached to his head and body, in the manner of a sleep study.
The shots of the video have a distortion effect, and there are interesting morphing transitions between them. In the middle of the video, several scenes appear from some previous videos, most notably some text and an exploding cube from the at this time unsolved shatter video. There is also some Braille in the upper right corner occasionally, the one below spells 'matadork', I'm not sure if there are more.
The text 20 seconds in is decimal for n3d97va026nhl4p http://www.mediafire.com/file/n3d97va026nhl4p/heroes%26villains.zip
This archive contains images of DC Comics Heroes and Villains Cards which were obtained (?) from a coin pusher machine in a video arcade, and have been modified to include digits in the bottom of the card. It was found that these digits were two-character zero-padded representations of 01-39 with one Hero and one Villain card containing each number.
09 12 Green Lantern 02 10 34 Batman 02 18 38 Cheetah 01 07 12 22 Harley Quinn 03 17 28 37 Lex Luther 06 13 31 39 Hero Bonus 04 06 15 31 Vilain Bonus 04 15 19 28 33 Superman 11 16 20 24 35 Wonder Woman 10 21 23 25 36 Captain Cold 09 11 24 27 34 Darkseid 08 13 19 29 33 39 Joker 05 08 17 21 25 37 Flash 03 14 22 27 29 32 36 Cyborg 01 07 18 23 26 30 38 Aquaman 05 14 16 20 26 30 32 35 Penguin
Then, each card was assigned a number based on the order shown on the front of the arcade machine.
Order on machine: 1-Superman 2-Batman 3-Wonder Woman 4-Flash 5-Aquaman 6-Cyborg 7-Green Lantern 0-Hero Bonus Heroes in order: 526 140 547 237 061 345 134 653 456 165 061 236 450 1-Joker 2-Darkseid 3-Captain Cold 4-Lex Luther 5-Harley Quinn 6-Penguin 7-Cheetah 0-Villian Bonus Villians in order: 574 060 512 325 160 647 163 532 362 416 061 263 471 Turns out these are not octal, but by adding each digit from Heroes+Villains a crack is found:
Add together each digit to combine heroes+villains:
Heroes in order: 5 2 6 1 4 0 5 4 7 2 3 7 0 6 1 3 4 5 1 3 4 6 5 3 4 5 6 1 6 5 0 6 1 2 3 6 4 5 0 Villians in order: 5 7 4 0 6 0 5 1 2 3 2 5 1 6 0 6 4 7 1 6 3 5 3 2 3 6 2 4 1 6 0 6 1 2 6 3 4 7 1 addition of each digit: 10 9 10 1 10 0 10 5 9 5 5 12 1 12 1 9 8 12 2 9 7 11 8 5 7 11 8 5 7 11 0 12 2 4
9 9 8 12 1
combine the resulting digits to decode as decimal ASCII
109 101 100 105 9(7) 55 121 121 98 122 97 118 57 118 57 110 122 49 98 121
medi 7yybzav9v9nz1by
Either there’s a missing 7 for the 'a’ in media, or we use it as a 9=TAB, either way it leads to this mediafire:
http://mediafire.com/?7yybzav9v9nz1by
This archive contains a video named yawaedih (hideaway in reverse) that includes scenes that may be from a car accident, and then tours around keepout fences, an empty building, some shots of Eric surrounded by children’s toys, various pig and penguin objects on shelves, outdoor playground equipment, some superhero 'piggy’ banks, scenes of a Magic Shop’s Signs, Lying Cat from the comic Saga, and a glimpse at a Huntception MIT Mystery Hunt handbook. Backing music is The Beatles’ You’ve Got to Hide Your Love Away.
Back to the Project Four Video…
The 'barcodes’ in the middle are spread into five frames. Each frame is a row, creating digits when the rows are stacked on top of each other.
When combined, they create the following:
99 57 121 49 109 100 48 111 108 98 106 48 54 121 52 -> c9y1md0olbj06y4 http://www.mediafire.com/file/c9y1md0olbj06y4/m4t4d0rk.zip
This archive is a collection of pictures of Liam (pw matadork or is it m4t4d0rk now?) in stills from the video showing the connections to sleep study equipment.
The barcode GIFs preseented in the tumblr post can also be solved using the 5-divisions to each create a row. This method is now somewhat familiar, to create digits from five rows of 1 and 3-pixel lines.
The second one appears to be the same as the one from the video:
While the first is a new string
112 57 105 104 112 118 51 56 51 121 114 57 108 121 51 -> p9ihpv383yr9ly3 http://www.mediafire.com/file/p9ihpv383yr9ly3/projectfour.zip
This archive contains a Kansas City Standard formatted WAV file that decodes as some of Lottie’s notes about Project Four:
******* This is the fourth project I’ve led at Pangent, and for now we’re giving it the very clever name of Project Four. When it’s a success we’ll give it a real name. Lancelot is staying out of my hair on this one, so it’s basically “Lottie does whatever she wants, just don’t break anything okay?” Call it an open research project into the feasibility of an eventual distributed and networked computing system using linked human brains as computer servers. Overambitious, I know, and entirely impossible. It is likely to remain impossible for the foreseeable future. My actual goals with Project Four are considerably smaller and I think containable, for once. Small enough that there’s less chance of it ending in disaster, as Percival did. Most of my research at Pangent has involved digging into existing studies about the human brain. As this is the most complex possible subject in both science and medicine, there is much that we know, and much that we don’t. My only intention here is to fill in some gaps in existing research and study a few known unknowns that will make future, more ambitious projects possible. The human brain is the most complex and powerful computing system on the planet, and even far into the future it is difficult to imagine a mechanical computer ever matching its intricate subtleties. But a computer excels at mathematical computation, working at light speed while a human mind works at a snail’s pace. In this way, the human and the computer complement one another. The human mind has the creativity and larger understanding of the world that the computer lacks. What we have seen in the past century is a synthesis between humanity and machines, used as tools. It would be a great technological leap for humankind if a computer and a human brain could interface directly and each add to the other’s processing power. An enhanced mind, and an enhanced computing system. I believe we will see a very primitive and possibly dangerous version of this concept within the next decade or two. My concern with this is that our knowledge of how the brain works is still far too basic. We would be meddling with forces we don’t understand and can’t control, with human lives at stake if we fail. However, it’s also likely that experiments along these lines would greatly improve our understanding of the human brain as well, including using computing power to look at the human mind as data from a computer’s point of view. Even as part of a larger network. We’re not there yet, so we’re not calling this Project Hivemind, as Alex’s cat apparently suggested. Alex doesn’t have a cat and has never expressed any fondness for cats until now, but he does delight in messing with me. Technically he’s still my assistant so I’m letting him look over the code on this one, but I’m only letting him see details rather than the whole elephant. He’ll basically know nothing, which is the only way I like him. I doubt he’ll care about the details either. He lost interest in my work when we stopped fucking. Funny how that works. If he gets me fired that’d be a nice lawsuit, but I’d rather stay here. What other employer would let me get away with something like this? If Lancelot’s looking the other way for now, I’m going to throw caution to the wind and make Project Four a little bit dangerous, messy and extreme. Consider this a stress test on the human brain, where I will put everyone involved into increasingly overwhelming situations for the sake of getting some good data. This may or may not be a terrible idea. The experiment I have in mind is completely safe, in kind of an unsafe way. Barely safe. On the razor’s edge of safe. But it could pave the way to do things safely in future experiments. If we’re going to hook a person’s mind up to a computer system, I want clear data that shows how to do that safely and effectively. That means deepening our understanding of brain chemistry generally. On advice from Liam and Mary I’m structuring this more like a traditional sleep study, which will at least provide a plausible cover story if things go too far. I’ve also let everyone know what they’re getting into here, and that if they’re worried this might be too traumatic they should get out now. I know I can push Neil or Liam pretty far physically, and they’re asking for it in more ways than one, but I’d rather not risk that with Mary. We needed a control group to handle the data anyway. That’s her. I will, of course, be involved throughout, and won’t ask anyone to do anything here which I’m not also doing myself. The unconscious mind, at this point, is more interesting to me than the conscious mind. Sleep, that misunderstood third of our lives where the brain clears out the cobwebs and runs all the programming it can’t do while we’re awake. It’s important that the entire team be working together, cohabitating, and fully in sync on this, as we’re essentially simulating a linked computer network as coworkers. We’ll be cutting out the outside world for a few weeks, and linking our sleeping schedules, as well as our thought patterns and reactions to stimuli (sound and light). We will also work together on our own results and brainstorm on what it means to be a linked, enhanced unit. I will recommend use of stimulants during this phase. I’m looking for a competitive group of people to work with, and phase one will reward competition and general excellence throughout. Based on what we learn in phase one, during the second phase we’ll start on adenosine blockers and other chemicals. We’ll sleep less, but sleep more efficiently, and use chemical and environmental means (sound and light) to try to make up for what we lose by not sleeping. This will also have the intended effect of increasing our levels of stress and fatigue, pushing us to the opposite end of the fast-working, energetic unit we were in phase one. From manic to depressive. While we’re all stuck working together. Neil calls this the “Big Brother House” and says we need an open bar. I don’t disagree actually, I think those results could be interesting if we’re careful about it. Either that or it’ll be a catastrophe. But I think it’ll be worse if we’re that sleep-deprived and stressed out, but not allowed to have fun with it. If we can actually go without sleep and remain lucid, because we’re able to simulate the effects of rest through other techniques, that would be a breakthrough in itself, but I’m not holding out hope there. I am more hopeful that we can lay the groundwork to understanding how a physical computer system could interface with the conscious and unconscious mind, in order to enhance both brain and computing power. I’m also working on the AI end of this, and I have some ideas which should give it a little personality. The concept of linking two or more human minds together to become something greater than they are alone also fascinates me. Simulating that in a safe way during phase one should give us some ideas for how this will actually be done. Liam thinks the whole thing is nuts and that we’ll just end up fighting each other. Maybe. But either way we’ll learn something new. Alex is sending me cat pictures now. What the crap? *******
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Damienette arranged marriage part 4
Credits: Miraculous Ladybug team for the elements I take from MLB show. DC for their characters, @ozmav for the AU, @maribat-archive for giving me access to so many different stories to have take inspirations from, @thyladyanput for idea for Chat Damian and me for the plot.
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"Oh god! Oh god! I got to meet MDC! Can I get your authograph?" He was suddenly next to her, holding a copy of the her first album cover she made for Jagged.
"Sure." She signed it and handed it back. It read: 'Good luck TD, MDC'
Tim Fainted.
Marinette was befuddled. She never saw anyone react like that. Sure Adrien once asked her for an autograph, but this was new.
"Forgive Drake. He first got into what he calls 'music' when he saw the new glasses Jagged Stone wore in Paris." Damian said, looking almost bored with his brother's antics.
"Really?"
"You should have seen him. He also wanted to figure out MDC identity. After three nights he had nothing. We had to cut the cord from coffee machine in the batcave and force him to go to bed." Dick was laughing at the unconscious brother. Tim was often such a nerd that it was miracle he got Steph to date him. But then again, Demon Spawn just got married.
"Tt. As much as I love to embarrass Drake, it's less fun when he is unconscious and we have other matters to discuss."
"Agreed" Bruce nodded. "Do you know what will you tell your parents miss?"
"Not really... They don't know about this." She gestured around. "If they knew I got married, they would ground me for life. Maman and Papa can get a bit overprotective. Last time I brought a boy home Papa got akumatized and placed me in giant prison of thorns."
"Brr... And I thought that having to duel Tamaranian general to be able to marry Kor'i was bad." Dick chuckled.
"Suckers!" Jason shouted before taking a large swing of the whiskey. "I never had such problems."
"Maybe because you never dated anyone, Flappy Bird" Dick grinned maliciously.
"That's enough! I am trying to have a civilized conversation with my daughter-in-law! If you two idiots don't shut up, I will ground you and give you the Watchtower duty at least until christmas!" Bruce was slowly getting done with this bickering.
"Fine/He started it!" Dick/Jason shouted.
"I don't care. Get out if you wish to continue." Bruce cut them off before they got into another argument and turned to Marinette. "No friends that would cover for you? Or a partner?"
"No..." Every member of the batfam (bar the unconscious Tim) immediately noticed the darker note behind this. "My identity is... was the best kept secret in the world. There were exactly two humans who knew. Me and Master Fu. But he lost all his memories." She hummed for a moment. "Well, now I guess you know too. And the League of Assassins. And Order of the Guardians. Oh Tikki I am an awful Ladybug..."
"You are great Ladybug Marinette. The best one out there." The Kwami reassured her. "Nobody in Paris would do a better job!"
Marinette smiled and calmed down a bit. She was still shaking. Jason gave her one look and tried to handle her a glass of whiskey, but one glare from Damian was enough to make him back away from this idea.
"I have a better question." Dick joined the discussion after he was done with Jason. "What about you and Damian."
"Nobody asked you Grayson." Damian huffed. If it was up to him, he would delay this questioning session to next year. Or decade.
"But he did make a very good point Demon Spawn." Jason supported his older brother.
"I... I don't know. That woman, Talia, said that if we broke this marriage, there would be another war. Who was she?"
"Talia Al Ghul, my mother. She is the current leader of the League of Assassins" Damian explained.
Tim, who nobody noticed woke up, was now sitting back in the computer chair. His face was still pretty much pure bliss, but he was typing like a madman. "There must be some way out of this. It would be easier if we knew the specifics of the marriage contract."
"That's not how it works with the League Drake." Damian scowled. "It's not paperwork. When the ceremony is done, the two people are bound. There is no marriage certificate, there is no marriage license, it's the act that counts." His face was in usual frown.
"So basically the marriage is as well as nonexistent. That's good." Tim grinned, but seeing Damian's face he sensed there was more to it.
"No. That's bad. There is no such thing as divorce in the league, except for killing the spouse."
This caused Marinette to let out a fearful yelp and cuddle to Tikki. But at the same time, Bats noticed that she tensed and prepared to fight. Damian internally cursed himself. He did not want to scarry this girl.
"Don't worry, Miss. Nobody would even consider this." Bruce tried to calm her down.
"We wouldn't, but if the League consider that we are not upholding the marriage, they might go after her." Damian wanted to go and butcher the League. He could do it. Well, everyone but his mother. The young Wayne was unsure if he would be able to do it. For all her faults, he still cared about her.
"Let them try!" Tikki shouted in her squeaky voice. "I will get Plagg to cataclysm this pathetic base of their! Nobody messes with my Marinette!" She protectively flew in front of Marinette, ready to fight anyone who threatened her chosen.
"Maybe let's try to refrain from genocide yet?" Dick asked, half amused, half scared about this. While he was leaning toward believing the threat, the idea that someone so small and cute could take on the whole league was just too damn funny. He then looked at Damian and noticed that the boy had same kind of murderous look. Oh this is too good. He is actually falling for her. He grinned, but decided to at least now don't tease him.
"So there is no way that the two of you just stayed on different continents and acted like this never happened?" Tim asked with resignation.
"It is expected of us to stay together." Damian answered shortly. Marinette felt air leave her lungs like someone just punched her. Her whole life was shattered in the span of a week. What will she tell her parents? And what about school? "I am sorry, Du... Marinette." Damian was tempted to walk to her and comfort her, but he stopped himself. She needed space.
The rest of the Wayne family was stunned. Damian rarely referred to anyone by their first name, much less to strangers. Yet, he was acting very protective and even some dare to say affectionate toward this girl. Tim was starting to think someone did drug him, but rest just smiled. Demon Spawn finally got a crush, and on his wife of all people.
"Wait! There might be a way to deal with it." Tim suddenly brightened. "Or at least delay this."
"Just spit it, Replacement." Damian tried to frown, but he couldn't deny the hope. At the same time, there was this small tingle where his heart should be. He was happy that maybe Marinette would have a chance at normality, but at the same time he wanted to stay with her. To get to know her. Just what in hell is going on with me?
"First of all, rude." Tim started. "And secondly, we could file for her to get a formal underage marriage."
"And how exactly does it help?" Marinette asked.
"The state of Gotham allows underage marriage from the age of fourteen with court permission, provided the certain age-gap is retained. The procedure is very lengthy though."
"So how does it help Drake. I am very curious what is going in this few brain cells of your." Damian was getting impatient.
"The League should respect that you try to validate the marriage in the eyes of law. So until the court proceeding is finished, you two could stay separate and go about your lives. And with a bit of work, it could last for up to two years before the judge agreed."
"To even file for this, we would need a solid basis." Dick spoke before anyone got hope. Tim pressed some buttons on the keyboard and displayed the copy of the underage marriage act.
"One of the listed reasons is cultural specifications. And most people know that Damian was raised by his mother outside of the States. With a bit of work, I can draft a betrothal deal signed when he and Marinette were still babies."
"So basically we put this in court and then delay this into oblivion?" Jason grinned. "I like this."
"I am impressed Drake. For once you've actually proven to be useful." Damian commented.
"So I would be able to stay here in peace?" Marinette asked shyly.
"For some time, yes. The League should not go against you then, because it's not your fault you can't legally live with Damian yet." Bruce assured her.
"But what about vultures in the media?" Dick asked.
"Simple: classified proceeding. Public won't know anything is even in motion." Drake was getting more and more confident in this plan.
"I would be able to finish my school here." Marinette smiled.
"Yes, you would. I will make sure there will be no complications." Bruce smiled. "But there are two more problems that still needs to be dealt with. Hawkmoth and your parents."
"I will deal with talking with my parents on my own." Marinette reassured them. "But I don't don't know about Hawkmoth. He went silent after the last stunt, but it won't be over until I take away his miraculous."
"Drake will stay here and help you solve this case. He is the most level-headed in this room, so the risk of him falling under Akuma is the smallest." Bruce declared and others nodded.
"Thank you! thank you! thank you!" Ladybug jumped from the chair and hugged Tikki, then Bruce, then Tim.
"It's no problem Miss. I am sorry League ignored your plea for help. It's the least I could do."
"For your daughter-in-law you mean?" Jason grinned. Oh he would not let this die so easily. Demon Spawn would get it this time.
"Nobody asked you, Todd." Damian scowled.
"Please don't fight because of me. I think it's time for me to go face my parents."
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Marinette arrived at her parent's bakery around 10 PM. The lights were still on. She stopped before walking in, taking one more breath to calm herself. She hated lying. She knew that there was no such thing as white lie, not really. Every lie hurt in some way, just not always instantly. She gathered all the courage she could muster and pushed the door, walking in.
"Maman! Papa! I am home!" She called them and there was instantly a commotion on the first floor. "Here we go Tikki. I hope my detention ends before I graduate..." She whispered to her Kwami and prepared to face her parents.
"Marinette Dupain-Cheng!" Her mother barged into the room. "You better explain yourself this instant!" This surprised the girl. She expected her mother to be angry, but also to show some worry. An alarm bell rang in her head. Something was not right.
"How could you?!" Her father was also angry. She could only hope Hawkmoth was still licking his wounds.
"What's going on? Maman? Papa?" She asked in confusion.
"Don't play dumb with us young lady! Alya told us how you decided to run away and try to join Audrey Bourgeois in America!" Her father shouted at her.
"What!? I never did such thing. My mandarin teacher, Master Fu, had an accident. He lost his memory and I was escorting him to the train station for him to meet his friend who would take care of him. You remember master Fu?" She received a nod and continued to bombard her parents with information. It was an advice from Damian. The more she babble the less time they have to actually think this over. "So I handed him over to his friend and they walked into train station, but then I realized I was still holding his luggage and I tried to chase after them. Then, I thought I saw them enter the train, so I followed them, but it turned out this was the wrong train and then it left the station and I was still inside. I panicked and looked for the conductor to sort this out, but he said that they couldn't stop. So I tried to find Master Fu, but he was not there and I immediately got out on the next train station, but I left my purse in the train so I didn't have a phone on me and I had to somehow figure out where I was and then I entered another train, because they said it was going to Paris, but it was misunderstanding and it was coming from Paris and I got even further away, but then I finally got out in some different city, still carrying only Master Fu's luggage and I had to somehow get back to Paris and it took me so long to actually get there and I am sorry that I didn't call but I didn't have any money to pay for a stationary phone and I lost my purse and it would be wrong to go through Master's luggage to get money so I had to sort this out with the train station officials and they helped me get here and I even managed to send the luggage through mail, but only now I got here..." She took a deep breath. Her heart was beating super fast and she was sweating a little bit. Anyone proficient in lies detection could tell this was all bullshit, but luckily her parents wanted to believe her. "What I wanted to say is... I am sorry I didn't call you. I guess I panicked a little."
They hugged her tightly, all three crying a little (her father much). Once they broke apart, she smiled. "Can I go to my room and get some sleep now?"
"Yes. Our little grown up girl." Marinette smiled and was about to run, but she heard her mother continue speaking. "But you are still grounded for two weeks."
"Mom!" She shouted, but smiled and went back to her room.
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Finally, a chance to relax.
Fun drinking game: take a shot (of water) whenever they kiss. :P There's so much cheesiness in here like you wouldn't believe.
“Holy shit,” was the first thing that Levi said when he opened the door.
Leave it to their daughter and friends to not half-ass anything.
The hotel room was simple yet modern. It wasn’t overly grand but it was cozy with the king-sized bed taking up the majority of the space and a couch near the windows that lead to the balcony outside. There was a large bathroom that was directly to his right and Levi was eyeing the bathtub with interest. He could really go for a relaxing bath right now.
While he was putting the bags away, Eren quickly made his way across the room and opened the balcony door. Taking a moment to appreciate the scene before him, he then took a deep breath and smiled from all the fresh air. “Levi, look! Isn’t the view gorgeous?”
Looking up, Levi blinked when the sunlight hit Eren’s body just right, making him look like an angel with the beautiful beach in the background, creating a stunning sight for his eyes. He reached for his pockets and cursed when he forgot that he no longer had his cellphone. Damn it, Mikasa.
Remembering that this was exactly the reason why their daughter pulled this stunt in the first place, Levi strolled towards Eren and pulled him into his arms. He felt Eren relax and closed his eyes when arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling them tighter, breathing in the hints of the fruity body wash that Eren liked to use.
Fuck. When was the last time they held each other like this? To just be close together and nothing else?
Levi nuzzled into Eren’s neck and pressed chaste kisses wherever he could reach. He could feel Eren slightly shake from laughter and he couldn’t help but smile.
“That tickles.”
He pulled away, just slightly, and finally took a good look at Eren for the first time in a while.
The first thing he noticed were the eyes. Over the years, they lost their vibrancy, but it didn’t make them any less beautiful. Like a deep amber and a jade if he was feeling poetic – not as bright, but still gorgeous. If anything, the eyes matured along with Eren.
Next, he reached up and gently traced Eren’s features with his fingers. The jawline was more pronounced and there was a slight stubble that he didn’t get the chance to shave because of their morning rush. Worry lines were starting to form on his forehead and he frowned when he saw how prominent the bags under the eyes were. His other hand reached behind Eren, threaded his fingers through his hair. Eren grew out his hair, long enough to be pulled into an adorable ponytail on occasions. It was a shame that he do much with his hair besides that, though, Levi was willing to bet that Eren would look killer with a side shave.
When his fingers stopped at the corner of Eren’s lips, Levi pulled Eren downwards for a proper kiss. Hands found their way on his hips and he grunted when the kiss turned demanding, as though they were seeing each other again for the first time in months.
It might as well be the case with the way they kissed with fervor and only letting go when they needed air.
Flushing from the kiss, Eren still managed to smile and caressed Levi’s cheek, giving him a tender look as he did so.
Levi wanted to cry.
Kissing Eren again, he mumbled, “We’re stupid.”
More kisses followed, less passionate and chaste but no less affectionate. “We are.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, too. I can’t believe neither of us noticed.”
Levi shook his head. “We were too preoccupied with work to notice.”
“I’m glad that Mikasa did something, though.” Stepping back, Eren held Levi’s hand with his, rubbing Levi’s wedding ring in his right hand. “I know that we’re very busy people and we want to make our fans happy but I think we deserve to have days to recharge ourselves once in a while.”
“Agreed.” Without warning, Levi pulled Eren towards him and quickly grabbed his torso and spun around to practically throw his husband onto the bed.
Eren squealed when he landed on the bed with a bounce, laughing when Levi jumped on top, trapping him in with his arms. Levi was smiling above him and Eren couldn’t resist pulling him into one of many more kisses that were guaranteed to come throughout the day.
While they were usually content with just lazily making out, Eren gently pushed Levi away when he felt hands wandering under his shirt. At Levi’s pout, Eren shot him a cheeky grin. “As much as I want to relive our honeymoon again, I want us to spend the day doing cutesy couple stuff.”
Levi opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by his stomach growling. Eren laughed when Levi scowled (more to his natural bodily needs) and rolled them over so they could sit properly. “And I suppose we can get something to eat to feed you.” Playfully patting Levi’s stomach, he got off the bed and pulled Levi along with him. “So, you ready to spend the rest of your day with your husband?”
The pure elation he felt at the thought of spending time with Eren with no interruptions excited him. Sneaking in another kiss, it was him who was dragging Eren out of the room, more than ready to finally start their long overdue date together.
They decided to head to the pier that was located on the beach for lunch. Since it was a Saturday, it was packed with tourists and they barely managed to get into a café with an available since everywhere else was busy. Squeezing into a booth, they both ordered their food after a quick glance at the menu, much to the relief of their server. While they were waiting for their food to arrive, the two continued their conversation from their walk. At first, they were discussing work-related stuff but when they realized what they were doing, they eased into random topics and telling fun stories from their pasts.
“-and then we were chased after by the mall security guard after Jean spat his gum down the floor below. It was like a movie situation where we decided to split up and meet outside afterward.”
Levi smiled, barely concealing his chuckled as he asked, “Did you manage to get away from him? Or did any of you get caught?”
“He was chasing after me for a while but it was like in Scooby-Doo where I just missed Connie, who was running in the other direction, and the security guard chased after him instead. Luckily, we managed to outrun him and then we went for ice cream afterward to celebrate.”
Levi snorted but then it turned into quiet laughter. Eren simply grinned, loving how deep and throaty Levi’s voice got whenever he laughed. “So, do you have any fun stories to share of when you were in high school?”
“Please, I was a model student.” At Eren’s deadpanned look, Levi rolled his eyes. “It was mainly Izzy who got me and Far in trouble. On the last day of school in our junior year, she spilled tanning oil all over the senior locker hall area.”
“Did anyone get hurt?”
“No, but she got caught and somehow I, along with Mike and Farlan, had to help her clean up the mess.”
“I bet the seniors were pissed.”
“Fuck yeah they were. It wasn’t easy to clean as quickly as possible when people are watching your every move and burning holes with their eyes alone.”
The cheeky grin was back. “But you have that effect on others, love.”
Levi opted to nudge Eren’s foot with his under the table, instead of replying, but then it turned into them playing footsie like they used to back when they were dating. They were trying to get the other to break and laugh first but their server interrupted their play fight with their orders before they were able to determine the winner.
They weren’t deterred, though, opting to instead have their feet touch each other as they ate their lunches. Levi raised a brow when Eren later ordered a glass of bubble tea and the green drink was placed right between them with two thick straws. He snorted softly when Eren eagerly started drinking through the straw on his side and was looking at him expectantly.
It wasn’t a milkshake but it was still horribly clichéd.
Nonetheless, he did so with a huff and stared at Eren while he drank his share of the honeydew drink. Eren’s eyes gleamed and Levi watched as more of the tapioca pearls get swept up into his mouth. Feeling giddy from how the day has progressed so far, he decided to unleash a secret talent of his.
Eren sputtered into the drink and Levi instantly recoiled. Half-concerned and half-amused by the way Eren was trying to laugh and cough at the same time. The same server came back to see if everything was alright and offered Eren more napkins as he tried to regain composure. Levi made a mental note to give a nice tip for the mess.
Finally regaining his breath, Eren turned to Levi. “What the fuck? Where did you learn how to do that?”
“Oh, this?” As he did before, one of Levi’s eyes moved up with the other moved to the side. He stuck out his tongue for an added effect and Eren chuckled in amusement.
“Yeah, that.”
He blinked and his eyes were back to normal. “Hange.”
“Figures.”
“You okay?” Levi asked.
Eren gently rubbed his neck and sheepishly smiled. “Ah… it went through the wrong pipe. I think I almost got a pearl stuck up my nose, too.”
“I guess boba isn’t the way to go for the romantic shit.”
A huff of indignation. “It isn’t when you pull out that wild card.”
Levi did it again and Eren threw a fry at him.
After lunch, Levi suggested they take a walk around the pier and beach. Eren agreed wholeheartedly and wasn’t shy to latch onto Levi, making sure to clasp their hands together as they made their trek under the bright sun. Levi complained about the extra heat in his hand but made no indication of removing it despite the sweat that was building in between their palms.
They were walking in companionable silence until they heard someone call for Levi. He turned to the voice and saw a group of four people running towards him.
“I told you!”
“Oh my god! It is him!”
“And he’s with Eren, too!”
The group of teens stopped right in front of them and the couple immediately recognized that they were fans from the way their star-struck eyes and big smiles.
“Hi there,” Eren politely greeted.
A chorus of hi’s and hello’s replied back to him. One member of the group pushed one of the other closer to them and said, “Our friend here wanted to ask you guys for a picture.”
“You ass!” The one who was pushed up hit back behind to knock his friend’s hands away. “I’m not the only one who wanted a picture!”
“Yeah, but you were the one who wanted to take a picture from afar. That’s way creepier, dude.”
Levi held out his hand to calm the group down. “Don’t get your briefs in a twist, we’ll gladly take a picture with you lot.”
The group cheered at that and both Levi and Eren took a selfie with them individually and then a group picture.
“Thanks! Are you not doing any vlogs today, Eren?” One of them asked, looking around him to see if there were any cameras in sight.
Eren shook his head. “Not today, no. Today is just me and my darling here on our date.”
Levi turned away to hide his face and the group snickered. “Well, I’m glad to see you two together. I haven’t seen Levi in your recent vlogs but I guess you two were just busy.”
Eren’s smile dropped ever so slightly, but the group didn’t notice it. “Oh, yeah, we were.”
But Levi did.
He reached for Eren’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze before giving attention to the teenagers. “Sorry to cut this short, but we would like to continue on with our date if you don’t mind,” he said the last part while looking at Eren and the group seemed to get the hint.
“No worries. Sorry for interrupting and thanks for taking a picture with us. Have fun with your date!”
Eren and Levi waved as the teens ran back to where they came from. Eren immediately hunched over Levi’s body and held him tight. “I never noticed that I haven’t included you in my videos.”
“It’s fine, it happens-”
“No.” Eren’s voice turned firm, “You’re a very important part of my life and my vlogs were meant to feature highlights of interesting things around me.”
Levi sighed and rubbed circles on Eren’s hip. While Eren’s words were very sweet and loving, Levi didn’t want him to continue to brood over with that train of thought. Today was meant for them to enjoy themselves and not think of the past. Instead, he decided to reply with, “You think I’m interesting?” in a teasing tone.
“Very. Like, come on. I can’t think of another grouchy person who’s also like a sweet puddle of goo on the inside.”
Levi looked at him incredulously. “Are you craving for a molten lava cake?”
“Are you sure it’s not you who’s craving for one?”
“No, but I’m going to be a puddle of sweat if you keep sticking yourself onto me like this.” To prove his point, he gently nudged Eren off of him and their skin detached themselves slowly from one another like good pricing stickers on mugs.
Eren laughed when Levi looked at his red skin where his body was. “At least you’re not wearing leather like you normally do. You would probably look like a lobster at this point.”
“Rock lobster?”
“Levi, no.”
“We were at the beach-”
“Nope!” Eren took off and ran down the beach, trying to block his ears as Levi ran after him, singing off-key and making pinching hand motions.
He shrieked when Levi caught up to him, cursing himself for missing several cardio days at the gym. He was lifted up and was spun around several times, not caring what onlookers thought of them as he laughed in glee. When he was put down, he granted Levi another kiss as seagulls squawked around them.
There was mirth in Levi’s eyes and Eren swore his eyes were just like that as well. Pulling him in for another kiss, Eren thought, ‘I’m so glad I’m married to this dork.’
The rest of their afternoon was spent on the beach after going back to the hotel to check their bags. Mikasa was wonderful enough to pack them their swimwear (several for Eren in case he wasn’t feeling comfortable) and Eren helped spread liberal amounts of sunscreen on Levi to make sure he doesn’t actually end up with a nasty burn after their day.
They swam in the water for long periods of time until their skin turned wrinkly. Eren even managed to convince Levi to help him build a sandcastle but the results were… interesting (read: shitty).
After renting bikes to go around the pier with, the couple went back to their hotel room, exhausted, and decided to order room service after taking a nice bath together because fuck it, why not?
As they were eating their over-priced pizza and sipping on their equally over-priced wine, they snuggled next to one another as they watched whatever movie that was on TV. They obviously weren’t paying much attention since they would try to take turns sneaking in kisses or whispering things they liked about the other to see how flustered they would get.
Eren was starting to feel drowsy from the warmth Levi’s body provided and his stomach full. He would have dozed off if Levi didn’t nudge him awake.
“Hm?”
“Wanna do one more romantic thing to end the night with?”
Intrigued, his drowsiness was gone in a second. “What is it?”
“No more questions, just follow my lead.” Levi got off the bed after cleaning himself up and offered his hand to Eren, who accepted it with enthusiasm.
They left the hotel and Eren was grinning widely as they walked along the pier, inching closer to the amusement park. As they paid for admission, it was obvious where Levi was taking him as he navigated through the crowd to get in line to ride the iconic Ferris wheel. Looking up at the flashing LED lights in the night sky, Eren sighed wistfully, wondering how perfect it was to end their day with. “This is so romantic, I can’t believe you.”
“Just wait until we reach the top.”
“Let me guess, we’re going to kiss when we’re up there?”
“No. It’s going to be a full-on make-out session.”
Eren knew he was joking by the straight voice Levi used but a part of him was hoping that it would happen. He wouldn’t oppose if it ended up like that, not at all.
When they finally got inside the little carriage, Eren settled himself next to Levi, half of his body essentially on Levi’s lap. Eren held Levi’s left hand as they got closer to the top, gently rubbing the ring as though to remind himself that he was truly married to this wonderful person.
On cue, the moment they stopped at the very top, they both met each other in the middle. Eren opened his mouth to let Levi in and quietly groaned when Levi practically devoured him, letting out sighs of bliss when Levi grounded him onto his lap.
When they pulled away, Eren leaned forward so that their foreheads were touching each other. The lights from the Ferris wheel made Levi’s skin turn different colors, but his eyes were something else. Levi always complimented him on his eyes but Eren thought Levi’s silver eyes were so much more beautiful. They held so many emotions and compassion that Eren felt like drowning into them if he stared long enough.
Feeling overwhelmed, Eren closed his eyes for a moment to breathe again. “I’m going to say something really cheesy. Are you ready for it?”
“Go for it.”
The sound of ecstatic screams in the distance and the crowd below them wasn’t loud enough to cover Eren’s “I love you” before going in to seal another kiss.
Levi huffed in amusement. “Wow. 10 outta 10 on the cheesiness scale.” Before Eren could protest, he pulled him in and whispered, “I love you, too,” in his ear and kissed along the side of Eren’s face.
Eren’s breath was caught in his throat. He allowed himself to be pampered as they descended, loving the attention he was receiving and wondered how it was possible to go without it for so long.
The rest of the evening was spent playing various games at the park. Mainly for fun but Levi couldn’t help but show off once in a while and winning gifts for Eren. His husband returned the gesture as well and Levi was sure he was never more attracted to Eren than when the brunet held the gun and won him a Minecraft ocelot plush at the shooting gallery.
They were high on happiness by the time they made it back to their hotel room. Eren had no qualms about pushing Levi onto the bed, their spoils of war (their plush toys) scattered on the floor and Eren crawled on top on top of him. The only source of light they had was through their balcony windows, the moonlight streaming in to accentuate the other’s body.
Trailing a finger from Levi’s collar neck down to the hem of his pants, Eren smirked as he made himself comfortable on top of his husband. “So, Levi…” Eren slipped his hands underneath the soft material. “You ready for some romantic fun?”
Grabbing Eren’s hand, he kissed the ring there as his other hand made his way down Eren’s chest. “I’m always ready for you, love.” He flipped them over and smothered Eren’s mouth with his own, preparing to relive their honeymoon moments once more.
Mikasa almost sped her way to the hotel once it came to view. She knew her parents were busy but she never realized they were this busy. She answered every phone call and replied to the never-ending text messages that popped up. She even had to wake up in the middle of the night since one Eren’s sponsors were based in Australia and forgot about the time zone differences.
She was exhausted. How the hell her parents managed to handle all of it on top of making their own content was a wonder to her, but she was all the more grateful that she planned this spontaneous day for them. They deserved it if that was what they had to deal with on a daily.
Pulling up, she saw that her parents were outside waiting for her. She smiled at the way they were close together and to top it off, they were even wearing matching shirts. Eren’s was in black and her dad’s was in white. How cute.
When she parked in front of them, they put their bags in the trunk and Eren sat in the passenger seat, kissing Mikasa on the cheek as they did so.
“Thank you, Mikasa. Yesterday was perfect.”
“Yeah?”
Levi leaned forward from the backseat to ruffle her hair. “You did great, kiddo, but we were wondering if you can do another huge favor for us.”
With the way Eren was smiling ear to ear, Mikasa curiously asked, “What is it?”
“Drive us to the aquarium. I think we’re also overdue for some family time together, don’t you think?”
Mikasa laughed and gave them each a hug with her free arm. “I think so too.”
Driving away from the hotel, Mikasa smiled as her parents told her about how they spent the day yesterday. They kept looking at each other with loving looks and Mikasa was happy that she helped talk some sense into them.
Maybe she could convince them to take her on their upcoming trip out of the city. Just in case they drown themselves with work again, of course.
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