37 [F4M] #California Are you my Daddytaur? (38-45)
It's chilly and the fireworks are wrapping up. I'm curled into you under the blanket, nostalgia already setting in. I'd been enraptured all day, not wanting to see anything else, just as much of you as I could. You're stroking my hair, and I squirm against you, knowing what's waiting once we're alone. Your firm hand has been finding the small of my back all day, our secret code that my teasing would catch up with me.
Disneyland would be fine on its own. I enjoy my own company, but I'm craving a partner in crime. Someone who finds my mischief as delicious as I do. A look that can turn me mushy and pliant from across the room, and a tone that makes me antsy to get home. A Daddy I can take care of every bit as much as he takes care of me.
A relationship with me takes engagement, energy, and a lot of communication. I want to know what you're thinking. I want you to ask. I want the kind of back-and-forth where neither of us has to guess. Where we can name our confusion and give it the room it needs.