A/N -we have caught up to the point in the story in which my original one shots were written... there are few changes, then we will continue with the story. For those who haven't read these chapters yet... enjoy.

I sighed as I came in the door. My overcoat came off and was hung up carefully in the closet. I put my keys in the drawer where they belonged. I went down the hall and carefully took off my suit jacket and pants, hanging them carefully in the closet. I took out my casual clothes and pulled them on with relief. I peeled off my dress socks and replaced them with fluffy blue ones. Last but not least, I took off my watch and placed it on the side table with my wallet.

That was it, the last of my outside face shed. I wandered back down the hall and peered into the living room. He was sitting in the overstuffed recliner and glanced up at me as I found him. He smiled and beckoned me over. I padded into the room and stood in front of him, taking in the casual polo and shorts that he lounged in. He was reading the newspaper he picked up every day on his way home. He put it aside on the coffee table.

"Are you done for today?" He asked in his warm, deep voice.

"Yes. Everything on my list. Is there anything you need me to do before...?" I replied. He smiled wider and shook his head no. I sighed in relief.

"Do you need to cuddle for a bit baby?" I melted at the words and flung myself into his warm, waiting lap as he chuckled.

"Yes Daddy. I need cuddles so badly." I clung to his shirt and breathed the smell of his sweat and cologne. His big arms wrapped around me and held me tight as I tried to shake the stress of the day from my shoulders. Now it was time to forget all my responsibilities. Now I could just let go and someone else would take care of me for a change.

"There now, baby. I've got you. Do you need to tell Daddy about your day?" I curled up on his lap and nodded as he stroked my hair.

"Yes, Daddy. I was so super busy today. The bad boys messed up and I had to fix it. Then I had to yell at them. I don't like yelling at people. It made me sad. And, and, and then I had to sit and listen to the smelly lady talking forever but she was stupid. She got the papers all wrong and I couldn't finish that work because she's stupid." I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest, putting my chin down and pouting.

"Aww Sweetums. I am sure you were a good boy and worked really hard today. I am sorry they made you sad, but look, now it's all over and you can cuddle with me. Do you want to watch a movie tonight? Would that make you feel better?" He was petting my hair and it was really hard to keep pouting when he made me feel all better like that. So I gave up and grinned.

"Yeah! I wanna watch Rio! Can I?" I bounced on his lap and he chuckled again at my quick rebound.

"Yes. You may. As long as you eat all your vegetables." I groaned and flopped over on his lap so he had to grab me or I would fall.

"Do I have to?" I whined. He flipped me back up and nodded against my forehead. So I pouted and huffed one more time. "Fi-i-ine. But I refuse to like it."

"Alright my prince. You don't have to if you don't want to. Even if we are having broccoli with cheese sauce." My eyes lit up and my pout disappeared.

"Yay!" I jumped up and ran into the kitchen to sit at my place and bounce until Daddy finally joined me. I picked up my silverware and clacked it on my plate as he brought over the covered dishes with hot dinner in them. I waited for Daddy to scoop it out for me onto my plate, it was too hot for me to touch. I poked at the mashed potatoes first and blew on them to watch the steam swirl in the air.

"Ah ah ah, say grace first." He gave me a look from across the table. I nodded and put my silverware down. I folded my hands and said it. Then looked up for a nod and dug into the food. It was so good. Daddy made roasted chicken and chopped it up into little pieces for me. He made really thick, gooey cheese sauce for the broccoli and I kept dipping the little trees in the mashed potatoes before eating them and called them snow trees.

After I was done, Daddy wiped my face and hands and told me to go wait in the living room. I ran out and pounced on the couch, giggling when it bounced me back up in the air. I picked up my stuffed teddy bear from the floor where I left it yesterday and hugged it. It smelled like Daddy from when I crushed it between us as we cuddled before. I smiled happily. Daddy came in the room and I heard the gurgle of the dishwasher from the kitchen.

"All done, Daddy?" He nodded at my words and came to sit really close to me on the couch. I curled up as close as I could while he tried to pull the movie up on the tv for me. I was getting in the way, but Daddy was so patient with me. He flopped me up and onto his lap so I could lean against his chest and watch. I cheered as the movie started and settled in. I remembered all my favorite parts and said them out loud. I had to pee halfway and Daddy took me to the toilet.

When I washed my hands like a good boy, he said he would make me popcorn! I was super happy and I helped get the bowl from the bottom cupboard while the microwave made me fluffy treats. He poured it in and carried it back out. I was sad because I had to sit next to him to eat my popcorn, but then a happy song came on and I was too busy singing along with the movie to care.

I yawned really big near the end and Daddy was going to shut it off, but I said no. I stayed up right to the end and Daddy carried me to bed. I got tucked in really carefully, I got a kiss, and Daddy told me he loved me. I love him too. He is the best Daddy ever. That was my last thought as I drifted to sleep.

*

I woke up with a start and fumbled in the dark next to me. It was with a sense of relief that I felt Daddy's strong arm in the dark. I curled up against him and tried to slow my breathing down. His warmth seeped into me and comforted me. I felt him stir and hugged tighter so he wouldn't try to move away from me.

"Are you okay baby? What's the matter?" He asked groggily. I whimpered and writhed against his side, wishing I could crawl inside him so I could be closer. His arms reached around me and his hands stroked down my body gently as he whispered in my ear. I was starting to get uncomfortable and I shifted my bottom away a little in embarrassment. Daddy nibbled on my ear and pulled me back so I rubbed against his leg. It made me moan and grab Daddy tighter.

"No, Daddy! You'll make me grow..." I squirmed and pushed my growing flesh down as I buried my face in his chest. He leaned down and I felt his mouth on the sensitive flesh below my neck. I gasped and twisted my hands in his pajama top. He whispered into my ear.

"It's okay baby. Daddy loves you and will take good care of you. I just want to make you feel good. You deserve it because you are such a good boy." I felt my insides go to mush at his words and I blinked up at him shyly. He put his hands down into my pants, touching my boy parts with his warm hands. I pushed into his touch, kissing his neck open-mouthed and sloppy as I moaned in his arms. I wrapped my hands around his neck as he pulled me up on top of his big body. He kissed my mouth, licking my lips and teasing my teeth and tongue.

"Daddy..." I whimpered. I wanted more. So much more. I ground my body on his wordlessly.

"What is it beautiful? Come on. Tell Daddy what you want. Tell him what you need." He hissed in my ear, making me shiver. Oh god, I wanted it so badly. I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel him as he made me a big boy.

"I want Daddy's... inside." I whispered. He grinned against my neck.

"You want Daddy's what inside?" He coaxed me. I blushed furiously, hiding my face in his chest again.

"I want Daddy's d*ck..." I mumbled into his lightly clothed skin. He stroked my back and down my legs where they wrapped around his sides.

"What do you want my d*ck inside for? Hmm?" He licked my ear and I squirmed some more.

"I want it to make me messy. I want Daddy to make me a big boy again." I rubbed against his hand that now pushed against my boy p*ssy, moving my hips so he knew how bad I wanted it now. He peeled my pajamas off and licked his fingers so he could slip them inside. I cried out as they thrust past the entrance. It stung and I let the tears gather in my eyes as he pushed his digit in and out to stretch me.

"Baby, how can I make you a big boy if you cry? Huh? As cute as it is, Daddy will not be able to get it up if my baby is hurting and sad." He wiped my dripping eye with the other hand and I sniffed them back. I smiled bravely and kissed his rough chin. I had to show Daddy that I was okay now. I scooted down with my butt up in the air and pulled his pajama pants down to reveal his d*ck.

"Can I have my special lolly Daddy?" I asked sweetly as I looked up through my lashes at him. He sucked in a breath and nodded. I smiled and opened wide so I could put his big thing inside my mouth. It was a little salty, so I licked it all over to make it clean. Daddy grabbed my hair a little rough when I accidentally touched him with my teeth. Then he lifted his hips and I felt it go too deep, making me gag. I felt tears in my eyes again as he pulled it out and thrust it back in with my head held in his big hands so I couldn't move.

I felt my face go red and I unconsciously tried to swallow around the large piece of meat in my mouth. It hurt a bit, but when I looked up through my tears... Daddy looked like he was so happy that I couldn't bring myself to pull away. I let him make my throat sore and felt him shoot his special juice down my throat with a lusty cry. I wiped my face and mouth on his shirt. He pulled it off and kicked his pants off the rest of the way. Then he turned me around so he could look at my boy p*ssy.

I felt his big fingers dig at it again, only this time he made them wet with lube. I sighed as he stroked my insides and scissored into my hole. I felt his hot mouth on me and I squeaked in surprise. It felt so good I could not hold back the little whines and whimpers that escaped my mouth. I felt him push my head down into the sheets and pull my hips up high, and I knew he was about to give me exactly what I had asked for: him.

His d*ck was really big, so I held really still as he tried to shove it in past the first ring. Even with lube it stung every time because I was so little compared to my big strong Daddy. It was okay though; I could be a big boy for my favorite person in the whole world. I felt Daddy stroke my back and sides to help relax me as he plunged in again after pulling out a bit. This time he slid in further and we both hissed. Little by little he wormed his way inside my tight little body until I felt his balls and hair brushing against my backside.

Then he slowly stroked himself in and out, making my chest tight and my back arch as I clawed the sheets. I felt his hands on my shoulders and he pulled my arms back so he could hook onto my elbows for grip and pull me back into his thrusts as they got harder and harder. My d*ck was leaking onto the sheets and my mouth hung open to shout every cry with abandon. He was hitting so deep inside my tummy hurt.

Each sharp jolt of pain and every stroke of pleasure made the full feeling grow in my tummy and warmth spread in tingles down to my toes. I seized up as my boy p*ssy convulsed around him and my little d*ck shot out a full load onto the sheets, making them all messy. Only seconds after I felt Daddy fill me up with his juices, deep inside. He let me go gently, and slipped his big meat out from between my legs. Then I looked to the side to see his grin as he tsked at the mess I made.

"I'm sorry Daddy. I made a mess." I sighed tiredly. He stroked my hair and then grabbed a fistful to give me a deep kiss as the strands strained to hold my head up.

"You know what to do..." He said commandingly. I nodded wearily. On shaking hands, I bent down a licked as much of my juice off the sheets as I could. Daddy praised me and licked some from my chin. He picked me up and took me to the bathroom to clean his juice that was now dripping down my legs. I couldn't hold that much of him inside me, and if I tried then I would make a mess while I was sleeping. Daddy was really gentle as he cleaned me up. I smiled and followed him back to bed when we were done. We cuddled until we fell asleep again.

*

In the morning I sighed at the sound of the alarm going off. I got up and made coffee while Edmund still slept soundly in the bed. I had a bite of toast and finished one cup of joe before heading back to our bedroom. I hopped in the shower, scrubbing the last remains of the night from my body with another sigh. I toweled off and brushed my teeth. I dried my hair with the blower, put a little bit of spray on it and went out to the closet. I picked out a nice blue suit and a pale blue shirt to wear.

After a spray of cologne, I donned my armour for the day. I felt arms come around me and a light kiss on my neck. I closed my eyes with a smile and turned to get a real kiss. He grabbed my tie and wrapped it around my neck, flipping it about until it sat neatly in the hollow of my neck. I kissed him again and turned to put on my watch and stick my wallet in my pants. I was ready to go, and I was right on time as usual.

"Time?" Edmund asked as he followed me through the home to the door.

"You know it." I replied sadly. I grabbed my over coat and slipped the keys from the drawer.

"How about meatloaf tonight?" He asked as he straightened my collar.

"I was thinking fish." I looked up with pleading eyes. He smiled indulgently.

"Okay. Safe day at work, love." He kissed me deeply and it took everything in my power to walk out the door.

"I love you Edmund." I said as I left.

"I love you too, Brendan." I heard his reply just before he shut the door behind me. I smiled contently as I went to my car. I can't remember a time in which I didn't feel completely loved by my Daddy.