Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
The brothers shared an uneasy look before Enzo answered, "A few."
My heart sank, and Felix quickly added, "But please know, we've never had a boy of our own. We've never been Daddies in a relationship."
His confession only made me feel worse. My heart and mind had run away with hope that they had no business feeling. "I see," I answered sadly. "I know that some people just aren't interested in relationships."
Felix sighed through a soft smile. "Ant, you don't understand; we weren't interested in a relationship until we met you. You are the boy we've been waiting for. And though our past means nothing, I'm grateful that it has given us the experience to be the very best Daddies we can for you."
My eyes widened and my pulse raced as I looked between the smiling brothers. I heard Felix's words clearly, but I was having trouble grasping their meaning. “You…you want to be Daddies to…me?”
“Yes,” Enzo replied without hesitation.
“Both of you?” Asking perhaps should have felt stranger than it actually did. But when I asked, it was with hope, because I didn’t want one man over the other. I wanted both.
“If you’ll have us,” Felix answered.
My heart wanted to jump at the offer; these men were dangling everything I’d secretly longed for but never thought I’d be able to have. But as much as it pained me, I had to let my brain take the wheel because there were a few things that needed clarified before I could take the leap.
“So…do you just want me for playtime, or do you want a full romantic relationship? Are you two romantic with each other? How often do you want me to be little? What if I don’t like something? What if you get tired of me?” Once I started, the questions tumbled out of my mouth without my control.
“Easy,” Felix soothed as he placed my hand on the soft blanket again. I stroked the fluffy fabric as he and his brother patted my knees. They were naturals at soothing me, and I hoped with everything I was that we wanted and needed the same things.
“We’re here to talk about everything,” Enzo added. “Just breathe and relax first.” I took a few deep breaths and let their presence chip away at my stress. Anticipation soon took the place of my anxiety, and I nodded to show that I was ready.
Enzo took the reins by answering, “We don’t just want you for playtime or just as a little. We want a relationship with you in every way, especially romantically. Felix and I don’t have those feelings for each other, but we want to be with you together. We can’t deny that it excites and entices us to think about both of us being with you.”
“And as far as your little time, that’s up to you,” Felix added. “Some people prefer a schedule, while others only like to play when they feel the need. Some littles prefer to live every day in that mindset. We’re here to support whatever you need. We’re also here to learn about each other. If there’s something we try that you don’t like, just tell us. We’ll never judge you or punish you for that. We only want your comfort and honesty.”
Enzo added with a huffed laugh, “And we could never get tired of you. We’ve been waiting a very long time to meet you. When we first saw you in that store, we knew you were the one we’d been looking for.”
“Because of what I was looking at,” I thought out loud, as another question soured my belly. “But what if one day I don’t want those things anymore? Or what if you decide you don’t want to be Daddies anymore?”
Felix gave me a sweet smile. “Ant, being a Daddy or a little is something that is ingrained into our personality; our identity. Enzo and I won’t wake up one morning missing the need to be caregivers, just as you won’t lose your need to be cared for. Every relationship is different; they constantly evolve and grow, and that’s a beautiful part of life. But we will evolve and grow together, not apart.”
“So,” Enzo cut in, giving my knee a squeeze, “Will you be our boy?”
I chewed my lip as I thought. There were still questions in my mind about how all of this would play out. I had concerns about being romantic with two men when I’d never been with one. I’d done research on the little lifestyle, but I didn’t know everything that was involved; what if I wasn’t what they needed?
As each new worry popped to the forefront of my mind, I tried to push it back as I focused on the feel of the brothers’ hands on my legs, and their bodies close to mine. Nothing in life was guaranteed; I knew that better than anyone. I also knew that chances for happiness may not come around very often.