I held Frank's hand, smiling up at him.

"Daddy, can I have another kiss?" I asked.

Frank gave me another kiss and I smiled.

"Daddy, can we snuggle?" I asked.

"I thought we already were," he said.

"No, we're only cuddling," I said.

"What's the difference?" He asked.

"I like snuggles," I said.

I nuzzled against him and he chuckled.

"Daddy, Do you have to go to work today?" I asked sadly.

"Yes I do, Princess, but you stay here and play with Jamia," he said.

"I don't wanna," I complained.

"If you be good then you can get another kiss," he said.

"Kissies!" I cheered.

I gave him a kiss and he smiled.

"It's time to get out of bed," he said.

I sighed unhappily but got up. Frank got me dressed before putting on a suit for himself. I smiled, pulling on his tie to pull him down to give me another kiss.

"I love you," Frank said with a small smile.

"I love you too," I said. "I real love you."

Frank smiled, carrying me downstairs.

"You want cereal for breakfast?" He asked.

"Pancakes," I said.

"I don't have time to make you pancakes," he said.

"Okay, fruity pebbles then," I said.

Frank poured me a bowl of cereal before kissing my forehead.

"There's lunch in the fridge, make sure you take your nap after," he said.

"Yes, Daddy," I said.

Frank gave me a soft kiss before leaving. I finished eating cereal and I walked upstairs. I crawled into Jamia's bed and nuzzled against her. She mumbled sleepily as my head rubbed against her shoulder and I purred.

"Good morning, Gee," she mumbled.

I smiled, cuddling closer to her.

"Daddy went to work " I said.

She yawned and nodded, closing her eyes.

"And If Daddy went to work then that means we can play all day long," I said.

She smiled softly as I squirmed excitedly.

"Did you eat?" She asked.

"Yep! I had cereal!" I cheered.

"Go play while I shower," she said.

I nodded and went downstairs. My ears perked up as I heard a voice outside. I looked at the window curiously and saw two people walking their dog. The dog seemed to notice me immediately and started barking. I squeaked in fear, ducking down against the wall.

I heard the shower start and I looked around for something interesting to do. There was nothing interesting. I need someone to entertain me and give me attention. Oh man, how long is Jamia gonna be in the shower? It's already been four minutes!

I finally heard the shower shut off and I gasped. I ran up to Jamia's room, sitting on her bed as I waited excitedly. She finally walked out, fully dressed with damp hair. She jumped, her hair sticking up slightly.

"Oh, Gee, you scared me," she said.

"We gonna play now?" I asked hopefully.

"Let me eat breakfast first," she said.

I sat there while she ate, squirming impatiently in my seat.

"Alright, what do you wanna play?" She asked when she finished.

"Let's play with my action figures!" I said.

I went to my box and grabbed some of my favorite super heroes.

"Do you want Batman or Spider-Man?" I asked.

"I'll take Spider-Man," she said.

I smiled, taking the Batman for myself.

"The Joker is up to no good," I said. "We gotta stop him because he put too much salt in the food and it's gonna taste really bad."

"Just salt?" She asked. "No bombs or guns or anything?"

I gasped. "No! Those are bad!"

She laughed quietly as we played. Some time past and she looked at the clock.

"Time for lunch," she said.

"No, I wanna play," I complained.

"But I think Frank left you mac n' cheese the shell kind," Jamia said.

Food or play?

Food.

Oh Daddy, he knows I can't resist mac n' cheese.

"Fine," I grumbled unhappily.

I ate quietly before yawning.

"Nap time," Jamia said.

"No nappies," I pouted. "I wanna play."

"Come on, you know you need to take a nap," she said. "Just think about it like this: if you sleep now you have more energy for playing with Frank later."

I gasped softly. "Come on, Jamia! We gotta go sleepy!"

I pulled her upstairs to Frank's—now mine—room. I cuddled up in bed with her and she chuckled.

"Gee, you're supposed to be napping, not me," she said.

"But you can cuddle me to sleep," I said.

I nuzzled against her and she pet my ears gently. I yawned, falling asleep quickly in the soft bed.

When I woke up I hugged Lola. I yawned, listening for voices but all I heard was the tv on downstairs.
I went downstairs and found Jamia on the couch.

"Daddy's not back yet?" I asked.

"No, he's still at work, you know he doesn't get home until four," she said.

I looked at the clock that read two in the afternoon. I squirmed impatiently.

"I'm gonna wait by the door for him," I said.

"Gee, he isn't coming back for two hours," she said.

"I'll bring my crayons," I said. 

I sat on the rug by the front door, coloring happily. I stayed like that until Frank came home and I smiled up at him.

"I drew you a picture, Daddy," I said, holding it up for him to see.

"Oh, baby boy, this is beautiful, thank you so much," he said.

I smiled and he picked me up, carrying me to the kitchen. Frank put the picture on the fridge before setting me on the couch.

"Did you eat and nap?" Frank asked.

"Yes, Daddy, I was a good kitten," I said.

"Good boy," he said, petting my ear.

"Does that mean I get kissies?" I asked.

Frank smiled, leaning down to give me a kiss

"I like your kissies," I said.

"I like your kissies too, baby," he said

I sat with him happily, snuggling against his side. Frank pet me gently, holding me close.

"Daddy, Do you like me?" I asked.

"i love you, baby boy," he said.

I giggled happily and he kissed my cheek. The two of us watched the for a little while until he had to make dinner. I sat at the counter and watched happily.

"Daddy, does this mean we always gonna be dating and stuff?" I asked. "You're really my boyfriend?"

"Yes, Baby, I'm  your boyfriend," he said with a small smile.  

I smiled, kicking my feet as I watched him.

"Can you set the table, baby?" Frank asked.

I nodded, grabbing plates and forks.

"Daddy, I missed you while you were at work for so long," I said.

"I missed you too, beautiful," Frank said.

I smiled happily, finishing setting the table.

"Where's Jamia?" He asked.

"Her bedroom I think," I said.

"Go call her down for dinner," he said.

I nodded, hurrying upstairs. I found Jamia reading a book in her room and I smiled.

"Dinner's ready," I said.

"Alright, I'll be down in a minute," Jamia said.

I hurried downstairs, giving Frank a kiss.

"Daddy, Do you wanna cuddle tonight?" I asked.

"Of course we can," he said. "I wanna cuddle with you every night."

I giggled happily as he finished dinner. The three of us sat around the table as I excitedly told Frank all about my day. We cleaned up and headed upstairs because it was almost my bedtime. I brushed my teeth, changing into a pair of pajamas.

"Daddy, I love you," I said as I crawled into bed with him.

"I love you too, baby," Frank said.

He stripped down to his boxers and laid down next to me.

"Daddy, I really love telling you that I love you," I said.

Frank smiled softly, pressing his lips against mine. He gently rested me down against the mattress and I whimpered softly. I loved the feeling of his weight on me, that warmth between us that made my heart skip a beat.

His tongue brushed against mine as the kiss between us deepened. His hand rested on my hip, body pressed tight against mine. I pulled away, wiggling out from under him.

"We can't do naughty things, Daddy," I said.

"I wasn't planning on it, I just wanted to kiss you is all," he said.

"I don't wanna do naughty things, Daddy," I said quietly.

"That's okay," Frank said. "We never have to do naughty things in a million years if you don't want to. If you're asexual then that's okay."

"What's asexual?" I asked.

"It's basically someone who doesn't like to have sex," he said.

I frowned softly. "I don't think I'm asexual then."

"No?" He asked curiously, wrapping his arms around me.

"No, I just think it's kinda scary, I never done naughty things before," I said.

"It's okay to be scared," Frank said softly, rubbing my back.

"Daddy, were you scared when you first did naughty things?" I asked.

"Yeah, of course I was," he said.

"Have you done naughty things?" I asked.

"Yes I have," he said.

"How many times have you done naughty things?" I asked.

"I don't know, baby," he said. "A lot of times."

I couldn't help but frown softly about that. I didn't wanna think of Daddy doing naughty things with other people.

"Daddy, did other people make you feel good from the naughty stuff?" I asked.

"Yeah, they have," he said.

"I bet I can make you feel better," I said with a small pout.

Frank chuckled softly. "I bet you can, Baby Boy."

I gave him a soft kiss and smiled happily.

"Do you think you can make me feel good?" I asked.

"I can make you feel better than just good," Frank said. "I can make you scream my name."

My eyes widened softly as I gulped.

"Scream?" I asked nervously. "Isn't screaming a bad thing?"

"Not always," Frank said. "You should get some rest now."

I smiled, snuggling up to his chest.

"I wanna do naughty things at some point but not yet," I mumbled.

"That's okay, we'll wait as long as you want," he said.

I smiled softly, snuggling with him as I fell asleep.