Page 16 of A Little Bit Naughty

And seeing the desire in Daddy’s eyes. What had Daddy said about treasuring this? Isaac was going to remember this weekend forever.

A throat cleared behind them and Isaac looked back at the door. A young-ish man with a tuft of blue hair hanging over his forehead walked in, carrying two covered platters.

“Hey, sorry to interrupt,” he said cheerfully. “I’m just going to set up some snacks. Feel free to check out anything you see. Everything’s available if you reserve the room, just wipe it down after you use it.”

Isaac watched him with interest as he set up the two platters of cheese and crackers at a table along the side of the room, then grabbed some bottles of sparkling cider from a small fridge against the opposite wall. He was quite short for a guy, and though he had a neatly-trimmed beard his cheeks were slightly on the round side.

Isaac was almost certain that he was trans. It wasn’t any of Isaac’s business of course, but, well… It was just nice feeling like he wasn’t alone.

“Thanks for setting this up,” Isaac answered him. “What’s your name?”

“I’m Ty. And yours?”

“Isaac. And this is my Daddy Remi.” God, that felt amazing, claiming him like that. Daddy’s arms gave him a small squeeze around his waist. “Have you worked here long?”

“Ages. Jamie and Sebastian, the owners, kind of adopted me when I was just a baby queer and didn’t have the faintest clue who I was or what I was doing. I’ve never worked here more than part-time, but they gave me a family. And, you know, health benefits for surgery and T.”

There was a moment where Isaac froze, because he was certain that Ty had only disclosed that because he clocked Isaac as trans, too. On the other hand, wasn’t that what Isaac had just done to him?

Isaac knew he was read as male pretty much all the time. But, well, there would probably always be signs to someone who knew what to look for. He went back to the part where Ty had opened up to him and he was in good company. “I’m glad you had that,” he answered simply. “They sound like amazing people.”

“Yeah. Jamie’s genderfluid and Sebastian is agender, and they’re kinky, as I assume you know. So they were good resources for me in a ton of ways.”

Wow. It was just a hotel full of kinky non-cis people. God, what Isaac would have given for some of that while he was growing up. Maybe he would have figured everything out a lot sooner.

“Are you staying for the mixer tonight?” Isaac asked.

“Nope. This is the end of my shift. And my boyfriend probably wouldn’t appreciate me hanging around at a singles event.” He winked. “I’ll be bringing him to watch the demo tomorrow night, though.”

“Hang on… Didn’t Jamie say he was doing a scene?”

“Yep. That’s the kind of family we are,” Ty laughed. “They won’t do anything sexual. Probably a role play with some spanking if Jamie has his way. Just enough to give everyone some good ideas… Actually, you two can sign up if you want to. We have a friend who will do a bondage demonstration if no one else signs up, but the stage is open.”

Remi made a soft, inquiring noise at Isaac’s back.

Isaac paused and then shook his head. He wasn’t shy, but he already had enough going on without worrying about people watching him. And the idea of exhibitionism had never done much for him anyway. “I think we’ll just watch.”

Daddy nuzzled against his cheek, as though agreeing with him. Or at least acknowledging that he was content with the decision. It was exactly like he’d said earlier—he was letting Isaac take the lead.

“Thanks for the offer,” Isaac answered.

“Thank Jamie. He arranges everything. And on that note, I’m going to head out. I think I hear some of the others coming down anyway. Enjoy your evening!”

“Bye!” Isaac waved.

“Good night,” Daddy echoed. Then he whispered into Isaac’s ear, “You really do love people, don’t you? I’m not that outgoing, but I like watching you interact.”

Ugh. Isaac had had his very own Daddy for all of five minutes, and he already didn’t want to give him up. “Thank you, Daddy.”

As soon as Ty left, Daddy brought Isaac a little plate of cheese and crackers along with a cup of sparkling cider.

It was perfect kid food, and he was starting to feel the pull of regression. It was so tempting to let all of his adult cares slip away when he knew Daddy would be taking care of him.

But he wanted to get to know everyone first. The next fifteen minutes brought in a slow trickle of people until the room was packed. Isaac stayed in Daddy’s arms, but he chatted with at least half of them. The other guests came in all types, from burly leather Daddies and goth boys with black-lined eyes, to the impeccably dressed Daddies in sharp suits and glittery boys wearing hardly anything at all.

Isaac especially kept his eye on one of the boys who came in just at the end. He was a large man, probably in his late forties or early fifties, with a bald head and a stiff bearing. He looked intensely uncomfortable as he faded into the back of the room, but he watched Jamie like a hawk.

Well, that was… interesting. The man was wearing a baby pink shirt that said sweet boy on it, so there could be no doubt of his kink orientation. He was the one that Isaac privately hoped would find a Daddy, out of everyone in the room. He looked like he needed one.