He was hilariously relieved when she had the stuffie nod its head again. Also made a mental note that if she was being shy, playing telephone with Octavia was a good tool in the toolbox of how to get his little clam to talk.
“Um, Daddy?”
“Yes, babygirl?”
“Octavia has something to tell you.”
“Well, it must be very important because octopuses don’t talk much.”
He bent down and put his ear alongside Octavia’s mouth, replaying Tamsyn’s whispers in his head.
“Uh-huh, I see. Okay, thanks for telling me, Octavia. You’re a really good friend to my little girl.”
Tamsyn was apple-cheeked and beaming when he looked up at her. Silly babygirl liked to play games. Good, he liked to play with her too.
“Hold on just a minute. I’ll be right back.”
There were actually several pacis in one of the drawers of the changing table. They were plain but a good way for a little girl to try them out, figure out what she liked. If she did, when she did, he would get more, and prettier ones.
He could just imagine the fun to be had in letting Tamsyn pick out a paci decorated with beads and sparkles and charms from an online boutique. Or maybe he’d suggest a paci decorating workshop for a littles’ activity at Hive? They’d definitely make a mess but it’d be worth it to see the littles’ shining faces.
He picked out a blue one that was nearly the same color was Tamsyn’s dress and took it into the bathroom to wash. When he strode back out to the crib, she was blinking at him, eyes wide with anticipation. He hoped she’d like having the paci tucked in her mouth because she was going to look adorable.
“Open up, babygirl. Daddy has a treat for you.”
Tamsyn’s lashes fluttered against her cheeks as she closed her eyes and parted her lips. Did closing her eyes make it easier for her to try something she was embarrassed about? Almost like object permanence wasn’t a thing and if she couldn’t see him, he wasn’t there? Whatever it was, it was very sweet.
He eased the nipple into her mouth and his cock jerked when she latched on and started to suck. Jesus that was hot. And not just because it made him think of her other oral talents. His dick jerked again when she sighed, sounding half-content and half-aroused. Did it get any better than that? He didn’t think so.
Hux gave her a couple minutes to suck, enjoying her little noises and the sight of his sweet little girl’s mouth plugged up. Such a good way to do speech restriction with a little but he wouldn’t push that hard yet. Maybe someday they’d get her to regress that far but not yet.
“Like that, kitten?”
Her blown wide pupils said yes but it was nice to have the confirmation of her shy nod.
“Good. You look really beautiful sucking that paci. Let’s leave it in while Daddy changes your diaper. Should we bring your blankie and Octavia too?”
Another nod, and he couldn’t help but picture their little girl curled up and watching cartoons surrounded by all her comforts. Or strapped into an adult-sized carseat. Or napping in her crib much like she was now.
The images crossing his mind softened his heart so much he wasn’t sure it was strong enough to keep pumping his blood. But he had to be. Had to be strong enough too to scoop up Tamsyn, Octavia, and her blankie and tote them over to the changing table where he sat her on the edge and she swung her feet, Octavia’s tentacles tangling with her legs.