DISCLAIMER I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE STORY LINE, EVERYTHING ELSE BELONGS TO STEPHANIE MEYER. -DTG
"Okay...I'll think about it and let you know.", I said as simply as I possibly could hoping my breathy tone didn't give me away. Sooner than later, by the feel of my underwear, but also by the flips of my stomach and just the pure curiosity burning within me. How would it feel to be taken care of by someone other than myself? How would it feel to actually be wanted in the place where I lived...? To potentially have friends...maybe even family?
I turned and looked up at him, deciding that for once I would be the one that shocked him, and climbed onto his lap (you know, as a test drive) with my blanket wordlessly. I saw a glimmer of something in his eyes before I laid my head down, but it wasn't disappointment so I laid my head against his chest and drifted off to sleep after her started rubbing slow circles on my back and humming a tune that I wasn't familiar with.
I started awake when I came to, because instead of the warm chest I had fallen asleep on, I felt a pillow that had to be made of the clouds we we're still in. Glancing at the clock, I realized I had only been out for about 45 minutes and almost moaned when I swung my legs over the bed and down into the most luxurious carpet...this plane had to cost a fortune. Waiting for my eyes to adjust so that I could reach for the lamp without tripping over anything, I went in search of Edward once they did. When I found him he was sitting in a chair, staring intently at his laptop as if frustrated by something or someone, his lips we're pursed a little and his long legs we're crossed at the knee holding his laptop up. Before he saw me, he took his glasses off, and ran a hand through his wild hair before sighing deeply and looking up. When he saw me in the door looking at him, he immediately broke into a grin, moved the laptop and opened in his arms in invitation for me to come to him. To my surprise, it was easy, and it felt right being wrapped in up his arms, making me feel small...little.
Hoping that I wouldn't be the one to have to initiate conversation, I smiled and waited, and he didn't disappoint.
"So have you thought any more about what we talked about? Do you have any questions for me?" he smiled down at me.
"Will I get spankings when I'm in trouble?" I flushed at the question, but it needed to be asked, I was nervous!
"I am a spanking man Isabella, but not only as punishment, as I said earlier, sometimes they will be in pleasure, and sometimes, they will be in preparation or foreplay." he kept his same gentle tone even after I stiffened a bit.
"Will I call you "daddy" in public?" I blushed furiously this time.
"If you're comfortable with that and that's what you want and we're in a little space of course. My goal is to work out something that's special and only for us, something genuine and one of a kind."
"Will I have to be little all the time? I like coloring, and cartoons, but not all the time, sometimes I like to be 'big'?" I questioned unsure of how to tell him that I didn't always want to be coddled and sometimes I wanted to watch movies that were "age appropriate".
"Of course not, Princess. My goal is to supplement your big girl life when I'm needed. Trust me, this arrangement isn't to force you to act like a child, it's a balance and when you're ready to give up your control you come to daddy, when you're big and you just want Edward, your grown up 'boyfriend' well I'll be there for that too.." he smiled and his eyes twinkled a bit.
"Boyfriend? You're my boyfriend?" I stuttered, because me, Isabella Swan, who had barely even had any interaction with boys let alone a man, had a boyfriend.
He stiffened under me and he got a frown line above his eyebrows before he started speaking, "I don't enjoy the word 'boyfriend' but I'm hoping the look on your face is about the boyfriend word and not your desire to be monogamous because I do not share Isabella" he said this and punctuated his last 5 words with little taps of his fingers against my waist where his hands we're resting. I thought I saw his eyes darken when I looked up before quickly looking back down but I couldn't tell.
My breath hitched but my words came out, weak but still there, "I've never had a boyfriend before. Unless you count Tyler in the third grade, but he moved away two weeks later." at his chuckle I looked up and added "But I'm not opposed to being monogamous, I don't think I could be the type of girl who sleeps around."
He let go of a breath that I didn't realize he was holding and when it hit me in the face it made me dizzy, it smelled of peppermint and something I couldn't quite put my senses on, but it was wonderful. "I'm glad we're on the same page Princess. We'll obviously have a more in-depth conversation very soon, but I'm happy we're on the same page for now."
"Me too…daddy." I whispered. If I thought his eyes got darker earlier, I knew for sure that they we're now.
Taking another deep breath, before he spoke and said "Okay maybe we'll have that conversation now, because you are far too tempting. So let's start with something easy, what makes your little emerge?" He probed.
"Well…" I stuttered, "I mostly want to be little when I'm scared, or frustrated or tired…but it's fun to color, and sometimes I like to sneak away to the park and swing, I'm not scared or frustrated or tired then, it's just really fun."
"Okay Princess that's a good start, but just so you know there will be no more "sneaking away to the park", we can go together or I'll have the best swings you've ever seen built right on the grounds for you, how does that sound?" He smiled at me and I shook my head vigorously while smiling up at him. He continued with "How about safe words? Do you know what safe words are honey?"
At that my entire body lit up and I'm sure I was as red as a ripe tomato, and I wished I could disappear. Of course I knew what safe words were, I might've been virginal, but anyone with a FanFiction had at least read a few good lemony stories, so I decided not to lie and once again reverted to nodding instead of using my words because I was honestly afraid my voice might fail me.
"Well, Princess, we'll have to come up with one before we play" he murmured
"Play?" I asked feigning a touch of innocence, well I was innocent, but I knew what that was...
"Yes, play. Daddy May want to tie you up, suspend your beautiful body in the air while I worship you for hours, strap you to the spanking bench and paint your beautiful bottom red…" he mused, as his firm hands ran a trail up and down my back to my hips "But that will be after we get back to the estate and you get settled in your room, and routines, then we'll have another chat and decide what you like and don't like as much, okay?"
Once again I nodded my head and was rewarded with a brilliant smile. Before our conversation could go any further though, my stomach decided that I was hungry, and made itself be heard loud and clear with a growl that had Edward..daddy? Edward, chuckling at me.
"Let's see what we have for the Princess, I can't possibly be the best daddy ever if I let her starve right?" He kissed my forehead and then stood up with me still in his arms walking towards the kitchen area.
A/N: I PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL CONTAIN A LEMON! ASLO, I DECIDED TO USE THE STORY FOR CLASS AS WELL, AND IT'S WORKING OUT VERY NICELY. MY TEACHER DEFINITELY RAISED HER EYEBROWS A FEW TIMES, AND I'VE ALSO JUST LEARNED THERE WILL BE PEER REVIEWING SO I CAN DIE EVERYTIME SOMEONE I KNOW READS THIS LMAO SO THANKS FOR CONVINVING ME IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA, THAT'S STILL OUT FOR JUDGMENT. ANYWHO MY BABIES, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED, AND PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW AND GIVE ME FEEDBACK, ESPECIALLY IF YOURE ACTIVE IN THE DD/LG COMMUNITY I WANT THIS STORY TO BE AS ACCURATE AS POSSIBLE, IF ONLY WE COULD ALL LIVE OUT OUR DADDY DREAMS!