Adam sighed at the dairy free milk Hazel had conveniently exchanged when he wasn't looking. He liked milk so much. The man might even go as far as saying he loved the beverage.

It was creamy and cold, he loved the way it tasted. He could drink half a gallon in one sitting just because it made him feel good. Being neurodivergent had played into his borderline obsession, he considered it his comfort drink. Anna liked carbonation, Hazel loved water (like a weirdo) but Adam's preferences lie with the calcium heavy cream. It was his first choice beverage for everything, and his obsession with it didn't stop there. He liked cheese, he liked yogurt and ice cream and cream cheese frosting. If he had a pet cow the world would be a better place.

But he was lactose intolerant. He didn't usually have to lock himself in a bathroom and pray, more often than not it was just the worst stomach aches and headaches in the world (especially if he hadn't had anything to eat like early morning) and it was worth it every time.

Hazel was Daddying him, attempting to get him to like the fraudulent milk in front of him. Every time he'd substituted it, Adam knew. It was a bit sweeter than regular milk, the texture was too thin. He didn't like it. He could barely tolerate it.

Instead of acknowledging Hazel was only looking out for his best interests, Adam slipped towards the door to the commons to see if that milk wasn't gone yet.

Oddly enough he was excited. He'd probably drink the whole thing in 30 seconds flat regardless of how full it was. The flavor was just barely there enough and mostly not to give him comfort, and he needed it for no discernible reason.

His footsteps were quiet and he turned the knob slowly so to not alert Hazel if he happened to be in there. Anna was getting mouthy about his milk consumption too, but he didn't mind it.

"Connie, please?"

Adam smirked and poked his head out the door. Chances were they weren't fucking but it would make for a pretty funny story if they were.

That's not what was happening at all.

Steven was on his knees in front of her, sending his best puppy dog eyes. Those brown beauties had been the cause of Adam's leniency too many times, they were just so alluring and precious and Steven knew how to turn it on. Connie sighed and at first Adam thought she was flashing him but he dove in to latch onto a tit and bury his face in it.

He waited.

Glancing at the clock in the commons he kept track of how long they stayed like that: Stevens face buried into a breast and Connie rubbing his head. "Ouch! Steven, s-slow down! You're the reason my boobs are getting bigger!"

Steven pulled off to smirk his satisfaction at her. "I'm not the only one anymore, you can't say that now."

Adam's heart fluttered when he heard familiar footsteps coming up the stairs. He'd actually been lonely today, maybe that was why he wanted to dry fuck his digestive system so badly.

"Oh, bloody hell!"

Adam had to choke back a laugh at the shade of red Jacob turned in two seconds flat. What was he so embarrassed for?

Connie grinned at him innocently. "It's not my fault, I got cornered." She tipped her head at his back to her and hummed. "What's the matter, Jacob?" She asked in a babying tone. "Are you hungry?"

Adam's jaw dropped and a smirk turned into a dangerous grin. Maybe he was being an asshole but he liked to know what went on around the house and if it was in the commons, it was free game.

Jacob scrubbed at his cheek. "Come on, Ni. This is cruel."

Steven choked on a laugh and Jacob growled at him unsuccessfully, only to be flashed again by the apparent godsend. His eyes locked and Connie licked her lips. "Come here. No reason to stare when Stevens all but made me a cow."

"A pretty cow," Steven murmured against a nipple to a smack against the head. "It's sweeter than normal."

Jacob glanced around nervously. "This is recklessly stupid. Someone's going to catch us."

"It's a free day and we'll hear footsteps," Connie countered. "Unless you don't
want—,"

He groaned and stormed over to glare at her menacingly. "Not a word about this to anyone ESPECIALLY my wife or so help me you'll be walking with a limp for the rest of your life." Knowing Jasmin she'd laugh herself to death, and then become weirdly fascinated by it.

Connie batted her lashes and her cheeks reddened. "That's a great way to deter me."

And because Adam's life was so vastly incredible and interesting, Jacob latched on too and sighed a happy little sound.

Adam was fighting his laughter by holding his breath and breathing deeply. He didn't know what he wanted to do. Leave it but take a picture for blackmail? Leave respectfully and chuckle about the apparent breast milk fetish that was encompassing his lovers?

The inevitable happened, and he could only call it inevitable because he should've seen it coming.

Anna bounded up the stairs and peeked around and Adam's laughter tried to burst out. "No fair, I didn't know we could just get free milk today! I want some! I'm the baby!"

Apparently the three had a secret alliance: they liked Connie's breast milk and had been taking servings for god knows how long.

He watched a bit more as Connie patted Stevens head and he hiccuped happily. "I can feel more milk being made literally right now. This is why my boobs are getting so big," She groused. "There's no donations since some of the milk in the drive was deemed unsafe so they'll do an overhaul and I can donate again next month."

Anna skipped over and fell to her knees. "I have a Mommy and a bunch of Daddies. I like my life."

Adam chuckled at how happy she got when she was able to get milk and Jacob pulled off to sigh. He kissed over her stomach and mumbled against it, "Ugh, I feel like God is watching me with such disappointment. Then I remember there's no such thing and it's almost worse."

Steven smirked at him. "I think it's really fucking cute when you do it. Your closeted Little side can't stay a secret forever."

"It has to!" He whisper yelled, pulling at his hair. "If it doesn't, Adam will find out and he'll wanna do it all the damn time and I'm going to let him! Ugh, my life is so hard. It's the hardest life ever." He glanced back at Connie and she guffawed, coaxing him gently to at least finish his meal.

Anna giggled up at Connie and took a massive mouthful that she nearly choked on. "Jesus, your letdown is hard..."

"I've come to kind of like breastfeeding," Connie muttered shyly. "It's kind of comforting?"

Adam was debating with himself. On one hand, he could keep this knowledge and wait for the perfect time to reveal he knew. He could mention Connie's breasts were looking softer and that he heard the milk bank had stopped for the moment. He imagined three red faces and a maroon one trying to change the subject and failing, or panicking and trying to disperse or laugh to cover it up. More than likely two or three of them would make up three different lies and then glare at each other for their lack of coordination.

Or...

Anna pulled off and yawned. "Why is there a substance that can make me sleepy and horny at the same time?"

Steven giggled and crashed on the couch first, patting it. "That's called alcohol. Come cuddle."

Connie pulled down her shirt and laid down on the couch. "You guys have to cuddle me to release more oxytocin so this can keep happening. Probably. I dunno, I just wanna be snuggled."

They piled on and Adam cracked his neck in preparation for what he was about to do. His adoration for an embarrassed flush was urging him. As a Daddy, it was important to him that he did know. As their boyfriend, it was important they know he wouldn't judge them.

But as a sadist...

They were dozing so despite his combat boots, he walked with silent feet and climbed up onto the back of the couch to sit and clasp his hands. This was the fun part, the waiting game.

He could up the intensity of his gaze just by thinking harder apparently, so that's what he did.

Jacob's eyes popped open and he gasped loud enough that they all woke up to see Adam wearing his prize winning smirk. "Whatcha doin'? Cuddling?"

He let his voice carry a loudly false innocence, he let his face show that he knew something they didn't and he watched his Annas cheeks turn pink. "Hi... Daddy."

"You guys happen to know if there's any milk in here?" He asked humorously, nearly laughing already. "Hazel tossed mine out."

Steven groaned. "I knew I felt like I was being watched."

"Oh, I already knew about you," Adam comforted in a vastly uncomforting way. "Daddies have eyes everywhere. Daddies are just called to the right places they need to be when they need to be there."

He traced his eyes over them all and stopped at Jacob. "Do you think I'm stupid, Jack?"

He turned into Connie chest to hide his face and nipped her when she giggled. "No."

"Why do you think only I call you Jack?" He questioned, turning to the others when he froze. "You guys are smart, there's a lot of intelligence and critical thinkers in here. Can you guys guess why I call Jacob 'Jack'?"

Connie bit her lip and broke eye contact to stare at the wall. "Nope."

"I already know you're a closeted Little." He sighed his peace, sliding down to stretch. "And now I know this. I'm omnipotent, at least for now," He teased lowly. "I'm not going to tell anyone. But now that I do know, expect a few minor tweaks in the way I interact with you all. Good tweaks, at least in my eyes but hey, no judgement either."

Jacob rolled off the couch to fall onto the floor. "My life's over."

"On the contrary, I'd almost say it's beginning." Adam tugged the full milk carton out of the fridge, just barely used, and chugged nearly half of it. "Ugh, what a great day!" He climbed onto the counter and sipped at it more with a huge grin. "And Jack?"

Jacob sat up and sighed. "Just don't Little me in front of anyone ever."

"Deal." Adam tipped the jug back and drank until he was too full.