you felt a little embarrassed, realizing you were being naughty in your sleep, but when you stopped moving daddy grabbed your hips and made you rub on him more.the final thing you realized was that it felt really, really good.the next thing you realized was that his leg was between yours, and you were rubbing yourself on him there.you didn’t understand why you were feeling something warm and wet on your neck, until you started to wake up and realized it was your daddy giving you kisses there.he was telling you how good you were at bouncing, how you were such a good little girl for him– his perfect girl– and, well, it made you feel really happy and really good. in the dream you were playing horsey with daddy like you did sometimes, when he laced his fingers between yours and helped you bounce on top of him.normally you didn’t dream during your naps, or if you could you couldn’t remember, but this one was different– and very memorable.you nodded, already half-asleep and lazily sucking on your thumb as he cuddled up to you and spooned you, daddy gave you his thumb to suck on instead.“it is, babydoll, but daddy’s sleepy too so I thought maybe you’d take your nap with me?”.(although, let’s be honest, most nights that you went to bed in your little girl bed you ended up waking up in the middle of the night and crawling into bed with him after all).instead he was bringing you to his bed, the one you shared when you were big. “I fought it was sweepy time?” you mumbled, wondering why he wasn’t currently tucking you into your pink twin bed, overwhelmed by stuffies and fluffy blankets.after snacktime, you usually took your nap, but instead daddy carried you to his bedroom and not yours.“okay baby, here it comes, open wide,” he prompted, guiding the food into your mouth and pulling away when your lips closed around the soft rubber.he sighed a little but pulled up a chair to sit in front of you, making you smile happily as he grabbed your spoon and scooped some fruit onto it.“you gotta pway ‘here comes the ahpwane’!” “sweetheart, you’re big enough to feed yourself,” he frowned.“no, daddy!” you whined, reaching out for him with grabby hands.he set the pink bowl in front of you, laying your rubbery pink spoon beside it and starting to walk away.do you want bananas, strawberries, or blueberries?” “no, little one, you’ve already had enough sugar today.
“fwoot snacks!” you asserted confidently.“stop swinging your legs, baby,” he corrected gently as he put the tray down and went to the kitchen to prepare your snack.you nodded eagerly, letting him lift you and carry you to your high chair.HHHH yes bruce would be the sweetest daddy ever!! (smut below the cut as well as a bit of pain kink and ddlg kink obviously)
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