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“Of course, Daddy. I gross, needs your help.”

“Okay, little one, I just wanted to make sure it was okay with you. I’ll always want to help you no matter what. Do you want to change out of your sloth onesie or keep it on?”

Silas looked horrified at even the idea of taking it off, so his response didn’t shock me in the slightest. “On, pwease. Wanna wear it while we watch sloth movie.”

“Okay, honey, that sounds perfect. Lay back on the mat for me.” Silas did as I asked with a soft, blissful smile on his face. I pulled the zipper all the way down to his ankle. After working both of his feet out of the soft, fluffy legs of his outfit, I looked up at Silas to check in. “Hi, little one. You ready to get all cleaned up?” Silas looked absolutely adorable as he slipped his thumb into his mouth and nodded. There was a warmth in my chest I hadn’t felt before. I’d always dreamed of taking care of and pampering my partner if I ever found one. But I’d never imagined someone would be comfortable allowing such intimate care, and it felt as if I’d found something I hadn’t even known I needed.

That euphoric feeling didn’t last long. When I looked down at the velcro tabs, panic slowly started to crawl up my chest. I’d never changed a diaper. I was an only child and never had sex, much less any children. What if I messed this up?

Just as my hands began to shake, Griffin was there holding my hand in his. “Together?” He whispered. My throat felt tight with emotion, so I just nodded. No matter what happened, he was right. We were no longer alone. From then on, we would do things just like that.

Together.

Chapter six

Griffin

Our poor mate. He may have had decades to get used to our existence, but we were still throwing so much at him all at once. That didn’t matter, though; my mate was stubborn and determined. I’d found it incredibly sexy when he told me he’d take care of Silas. I was excited about the chance to be pampered, but I didn’t mind helping. Sometimes even stubborn sexy Daddies needed help.

I reached forward and grabbed his hand, guiding it to the right side of Silas’ diaper. Letting go of his hand, I went to the other side and deftly peeled up the velcro before looking over at Warren with a soft, encouraging smile. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves, then repeated my actions.

“Good job. Now peel it forward and tap his hip so he knows to lift. Well, I guess you could ask him to, but I think he likes the physical touch.”

Warren was doing amazing, but I could tell he was still nervous, so I calmly talked him through the process. “Thank you, sweetheart.” I loved how appreciative he was of something so small. I was helping him learn, but he was the one who stepped up and was helping in a situation he knew very little about. I was extremely grateful for that.

When we peeled the front of Silas’s diaper, Warren grabbed the wipes and began wiping him down. That part almost seemed to calm him down. Silas hissed behind his thumb when the cold wipes came into contact with his warm skin. “Sorry, little one, I’ll be quick.” Warren cooed softly. The task was simple. Silas’s cute little cock was covered in cum, and our mate looked so sexy as he diligently cleaned him up as if he were the most precious thing ever. Which he was.

When he was done, and Silas’s dick was no longer sticky and covered in his release, he looked over at me with a prideful smile. “That’s perfect. Now tap his hip again and place the unfolded diaper under his butt.” Warren picked up the soft cotton diaper and began feeling it. When he turned it over and saw the cute cartoon sloth on the front, a small smile tugged at his lips. He unfolded the diaper, tapped Silas’s hip, and positioned it under his cute little bottom. I didn’t know much about my human mate yet, but I could tell he definitely didn’t have any experience with this. I understood why Warren was so nervous, but he didn’t need to be. Even though his movements were a bit clumsy, he was a natural. He spent several seconds making sure it was placed just right. His thought and consideration for our mate made my chest ache. When he looked over at me with soft, nervous eyes seeking reassurance, it nearly undid me. Our mate was perfect. He was still finding his footing, but I had no doubt he was going to flourish into the best Daddy we could’ve ever hoped for.

My voice was deeper than usual and rough with the unexpected rush of emotions. “That looks great. You can tap his hip again and then fold the front over him. You’ll want to make sure his cock is pointed down.”

Warren’s eyes were particularly sparkling as he ran his fingertips over Silas’s hip. “Bottom down, little one. It’s time to get you all nice and snug again.” Silas cooed against his thumb, making my heart squeeze in my chest. Warren gently grabbed Silas’s cock and pointed it downward, making Silas giggle behind his thumb. I stepped closer and helped Warren smooth it down and hold it still as he secured the tabs.

Once the velcro straps were secure, Silas wiggled his bottom and let out a contented sigh. “Does that feel nice, little one?” Warren asked. Silas mumbled something behind his thumb with a soft, dreamy smile. I had no idea what he said, but either Warren did, or Silas’s blissed-out demeanor was answer enough. Warren eyed Silas’s thumb as he began getting him back into his sloth onesie. There was a strange ache in my chest as I watched Warren care for Silas. Watching my mate care for the other warmed my heart, but there was also a part of me that felt guilty. I’d been the one caring for Silas for so long, and I absolutely loved it. Now that our mate was here, it was nice to watch and help out, not be the one fully in control.

“There you go, honey.” It didn’t surprise me that Silas was still lying on the bed after Warren finished zipping him up. Most littles would be upright the second the zipper was all the way up, but not Silas. My sweet mate was still melted into the mattress with his thumb planted firmly in his mouth, glassy eyes looking at us like we’d hung the moon.

Warren looked over at me and then back at Silas’s mouth. After a few glances back and forth, he fixed his eyes on me and spoke, his voice full of nerves. “I really don’t want to risk saying something wrong, but aren’t there better options?” He waved dramatically over at Silas, who was still sucking away on his thumb like he was trying to make it to the center of a tootsie pop. “There’s no way his thumb is clean, and the way he’s sucking and chewing on it can not be good. Can adults use pacifiers?”

I couldn’t help but bust out laughing. For a moment, Warren looked horrified, but as I continued to laugh, he joined me. Once both our laughter died down, I wiped the tears from my eyes and apologized. “I’m so sorry for laughing like that. You are a natural, Warren. If we were human, you’d be absolutely right, but we don’t get sick, and if Silas did chew a hole into his thumb, it would heal before you could even see it. Thankfully, he knows better than to do that, but we do have adult pacifiers that I make him use because he stresses me out, too, even if I know we’re vampires and immortal. That’s why I laughed; I felt so seen, I couldn’t help it.”

I walked over to Silas’s nightstand and pulled out one of his many sloth pacifiers. Silas and I discovered age play seventy-five years ago and have had plenty of time to try different accessories and activities. One of Silas’s favorites was decorating his custom pacifiers. We had an entire bucket full of glue, charms, and beads. It was hard to find activities that Silas enjoyed, but he absolutely loved decorating the plastic soothers. I reached out to place the rubber teat in front of Silas, but then hesitated. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to take care of him anymore; I would always want to do so. Silas was my everything and always would be, but we had Warren now, and I knew our mate would feel better if he were the one to make sure Silas’s thumb stayed safe.

“Here, so you can give it to him.” Warren’s eyes practically sparkled with affection as he took the small piece of plastic from my hand.

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

Warren walked over to Silas with a newfound confidence. “Hey, little one, I have one of your Sloth binkies. Think you could give up your thumb for me?” Warren tugged gently on Silas’ arm, but with no luck. “Please, little one,” Silas grunted and shook his head. Warren looked over at me, and I shrugged. Warren’s approach was much different than mine. Usually, I just yanked his hand out and gave him the pacifier. Unlike Warren, I was also a vampire and could easily compete with Silas’s enhanced strength, but Warren didn’t have that advantage. “Hmm, I guess you’ll have to choose which one of our hands you want to hold while we cuddle. I would hate for one of us to be left out, but if that’s what you want-” Warren didn’t even get to finish his sentence before Silas’ thumb was out of his mouth, and he was sucking the rubber teat between his lips.

Seemed like our mate didn’t need vampire strength to deal with Silas after all.

Once Silas was settled, I walked over to where I had set my clothes and reached for my shirt. I went still when I felt a strong, large hand land on my shoulder. “Sweetheart, I took care of Silas, and you’re crazy if you think I’m not going to do the same for you. I asked you to grab your clothes and wait for me to be done, and I meant it.”

He used his grip on my shoulder to turn me around to face him slowly. When our gazes met, I saw such certainty and love radiating from him that it made my throat go tight. “Daddy.” As a vampire, I knew how quickly the mate bond worked. I was already deeply in love with both Silas and Warren, but I never expected Warren to feel the effects as strongly and as quickly as he did.

“That’s right, sweetheart. I’m here now, I’ve got you.” It was as if all the control was knocked out of me, and I slumped forward, burying my face into his chest. “T-thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, sweetheart. I know you said you don’t regress as young as Silas, but if there’s anything specific you need, please let me know. I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I’m flying blind here.”