Daddy's Princess

First Kiss

It's not hard to get used to calling Adam, daddy. I mean, I've known him for just a couple of hours when he asked me to be his princess. It's like his name in my head is daddy and not Adam, or so I would force myself to think in the beginning but I think I've gotten used to it by now. At least that thought had somehow removed that cringe feeling from calling a guy I'm romantic with daddy. 

A few days have passed since I started living with him but I'd be left at the penthouse alone whenever he goes to work.

He made sure that there's always food for me and when he comes home before 7 in the evening, he would cook for the both of us.

Not that I don't know how to cook, it's just that daddy wanted to make me feel special by cooking food especially for me.

He's really sweet and really gentle. 

He would casually kiss my cheek, my forehead, or my hand to show affection and it warms my heart. Damon only did these things in the first few months of our relationship and I've been comparing them since then. 

There are times I miss Damon but what I miss more, now that I've experienced a pampering like no other, is daddy, and it excites me when darkness starts to engulf the whole sky because, in a few minutes, he'll be home.

When daddy's around, he's making me forget all that had happened like it never even happened like it was just some bad dream— a nightmare and he will always there to wake me up. And when he's not around, I think of him, wondering what he's doing or who's he with or if he thinks of me too. By now, I'm successful in making myself believe that everything that happened in the past is actually just a really bad dream.

I've also read through the internet how are 'Littles' are supposed to act and they tend to get super clingy to show affection.

I'm not that clingy, even though I really want to stay on his side all the time whenever he's here.

But then, I realized that I'm starting to be like that whenever he's here. It's a desire I can't control which I first thought it's due to my research about being a little. I thought that it had affected the way I act but somehow, I realized that this behavior is greatly influenced by his pampering.

But acting like a kid is rather difficult for me. The internet says that little's act a certain age. Daddy didn't even specify what age should I act which made me realize that he must have wanted me to act the age I'm comfortable in as long as I get to be his little.

So... all I'm trying to do is act all cutesy, a little child like perhaps, but not too much that it would make me laugh at myself for acting like it because it's really cringe-worthy. It would be embarrassing for me to wear diapers or even suck on a pacifier as the blogs say. I have to chose the role of the little I'm comfortable in.

Somehow, after researching, I get the gist of what kind of little I am. And as I am slowly stepping into this world, my desire for my daddy surfaces every day that passes.

I want him to touch me and kiss me and hug me tightly. I want to be always cradled by him and sleep beside him. We haven't done anything too sensual than those sweet gestures. We're just warming up for it but I'm already wanting more.

But we also have our awkward moments.

There are times that we would just sit still on the couch while he's watching the news. I wanted to hug him but I couldn't because I get all shy and embarrassed to show him affection out of the blue. I think my mature side is convincing me that all these acts are embarrassing, but then, anything about love is all a cringe at someone else's perspective.

Even if I wanted more, I haven't reciprocated that affectionate demeanor he's given me. I haven't initiated a hug or even try to kiss him on the cheek when he leaves... I am just a recipient and it's making me feel guilty whenever he leaves.

It's needless to say that I'm still shy. Really, really shy.

But every time I hear the elevator dinged like right now, indicating that he's already here, I'd quickly jumped from my bed after a long day of just browsing the net and rolling on my bed waiting for him. He gave me a list of chores to do so I wouldn't get bored, but the day slowly drags when he's not around. So I rushed towards the lift. 

I feel light and giddy upon laying eyes on him and his adorable wide smile.

"Hi princess." He greeted.

I tried to catch my breath and stopped in front of him, "Welcome home, daddy." I greeted, all smiles, still huffing heavily.

I wanted to jump at him and hug him tightly but I'm too embarrassed to do it.

"Did you miss me?" He teased, walking towards me.

"Lots!!" I exclaimed cheerfully.

He then reached for the side of my neck, sliding his hand back to my nape and press a long kiss on my forehead which had always made my heart flutter inside my chest.

We then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Tonight, he'll be preparing carbonara as I requested.

He quickly removed his coat and threw it on the bar chair then tied his apron around his waist. However, I've noticed that the amount of pasta he's preparing is just enough for one.

"Uhm, you're only cooking for one?" I asked looking up at him.

"I've eaten a heavy meal during my afternoon break since I skipped lunch. I still feel full so, this is just for you."

"We're not gonna eat together?" I pouted.

"I'm sorry, princess... but I'll keep you company." He added before pecking my cheek.

"Daddy should not skip meals too. You should take care of yourself when I'm not around." I said, recalling one of his rules.

"It's my duty to take care of you when we're together..." he raised an eyebrow.

"Can't I also take care of daddy?" I pouted.

Of course, I'd also like to take care of him but he's completely ignored my point that he skipped his meal and concentrated on who's dominant between us.

"Maybe when we're equals but I'm your daddy so right now... so it's my job, baby." He leaned down to kiss my cheek once more.

I decided not to argue...

I'm still skeptical of the punishments, specifically the spanking.

I'm still terrified of being hit.

He has huge hands... and it worries me how hard he can hit.

After half an hour, he served me the dish and I immediately dig into it while he watches beside me, chin resting in his hand while sitting beside me.

"You really like my cooking, princess?" He asked, smiling softly.

"You're really a great cook, daddy. Thank you." I giggled.

I then twisted the fork to gather the pasta enough for one bite and offered it to him.

He shook his head, refusing to open his mouth and kept his soft smile on while chuckling.

"Oh C'mon daddy please?" I pleaded... trying to act cute as a little girl should.

I don't really know if it suits me. I mean, never pulled a cutesy behavior with anybody before. It's my first time to try it with him. It's also my role so I need to try and please him. After all, he's taking care of me.

"Aww... are you trying to be cute? Do it one more time for daddy." He chuckled. But even if I'm cringing so hard, my desire to please him is greater.

"Please daddy? Just one bite?" I asked pouting while stomping my feet and wiggling my butt upon the chair.

"Look at your chubby cheeks baby... so cute!" He teased before holding my hand that holds the fork and eat.

It was a slow moment for me. From the time he touches my wrist, then opens his mouth and the fork with pasta slowly went inside to his mouth up to removing the fork from his mouth, sliding out between those lips.

I was snapped back when he pinches my cheek while he's chewing.

"Do you want wine, princess?" He asked before walking towards the bar, pulling a bottle on the top rack which I think I can't even reach by just tiptoeing.

He poured the red wine on two crystal wine glasses then handed one over to me.

The taste of the wine was exquisite and it suits the pasta. Suddenly, my gaze got caught by him when he started to drink.

The way his adam's apple move with just every gulp, the way his lower lip kisses the crystal glass, the way he looked at the wine while he whisks it in the glass by just moving it on a circular motion.

How could just drinking wine look so attractive?

All of a sudden, he looked at me and grinned as he leaned on the counter, closer to me.

It didn't realize I was staring while I was biting my lip.

"My princess has been a really good girl the past days and I'm going to give you a reward but I wanna know what you're thinking first. Ask me for anything, baby..." He sniggers, leaning closer. His face was already a few inches from mine.

"Nothing daddy... Just be home early every day after work."

"You must be honest with me princess or you won't get your reward." He threatened but kept that soft smile.

I looked straight in his eyes and put the wine glass down, "I would be really selfish if I ask you to be with me all day for the rest of the week but I know you have to leave for work. I miss you so much when you leave me here alone... I miss your hugs and kisses, daddy." I muttered.

His gaze then fell into my lips, and before I could utter another word, his warm lips press onto mine.

I immediately responded, hands snaking to his neck until I've finally wrapped my arms around him. He then spread my legs, hands grabbing my hips as he lifted me from the bar chair and seated me on the countertop.

I towered over him but it made it easier for us to make out. His hands slithered to my back while my hands slid back to his neck.

It was a gentle kiss at first but then it heated up fast as I responded with a fervent need for his lips. Our mouths were in sync as we suck on each other like we have both never been kissed before.

And as if I were already anticipating it, we both tilted our heads on opposite angles then opened our mouths and our tongues found each other.

I moaned softly between the kiss. It feels so sensual... I'll be a hypocrite if I deny that I'm not aroused at this moment especially on how his wonderful tongue has dominated over mine.

I never felt this strong attraction to someone I've been with only for a few days.

This kiss is making me out of breath and every inhale I take, his scent fills in all my senses and it makes me wanting more.

We pulled from each other's kiss gently. My eyes slowly flutter open, meeting his dark brown orbs which were already locked in mine.

"There's so much I'd like to do to you now but I don't think you're ready for it yet, princess." He whispered before pecking my lips.

"I must take your mind off from your bad memories first before I start to really take you in this lifestyle." He added.

"I'm fine with anything... As long as it's you, I know I'll be fine. I trust you." I replied, muttering as nudge his nose with mine making him smile adorably wide with my gesture.

"I know what I want for my reward daddy," I stated.

"What is it, princess?"

"I'd like to have long kisses like this with daddy... always." I chuckled

"Okay, I'd also love to kiss you anytime and anywhere baby. I'm also rewarding myself with that."

We then continued making out on the countertop. It was my first kiss with him, but I already can't get enough of it.