Page 21 of Soothing Little Sylmen

She responded right away.

Amelia

Yes, there is. I’m guessing you two spent the night together. Or did you wake up early to go harass him?

I chuckled softly to myself, careful not to wake Sylmen up.

Gael

It was more that I stayed and we slept without touching.

I didn’t have to be in front of my friend to know she was probably frowning down at her phone. Things on the Ranch always tended to move a bit fast, and considering Amelia was more than excited that I’d found someone my first day, I would bet anything she was plotting all the different pieces of advice she could give me. There would be a pep talk in my future. I just knew it.

Her response took a few moments, but when she sent it, there were instructions on how to have breakfast delivered, what my options were, and a reminder that she’d heard word I’d rented a room and to not be late.

I responded

Gael

Yes, Mother

Then put an emoji with my tongue sticking out.

She responded in all caps.

Amelia

DON’T EVER CALL ME THAT. Gale.

She misspelled my name on purpose, the way that I hated other people to do as I had told her when we first met.

Gael

Touché.

I switched over to place the order like she instructed.

Once I knew someone was bringing food, I went into the bathroom to see what I could do about getting my boy ready and cleaned up. I didn’t want the food to get cold, so if he didn’t wake up on his own in a few moments I would have to rouse him. I turned the shower on, letting the water get warm as I made sure all of the supplies necessary were in the stall.

When I came out of the bathroom, it was to find my boy sitting up in bed looking around, his expression panicky. His hand went to his forehead as he signed “Daddy” over and over again. I rushed to him, kneeling at the side of the bed.

“Hey, sweet boy. I’m right here. I’m sorry that I wasn’t with you when you woke up. I went to start the shower. I want to get you cleaned up and dressed for our play date.”

His shoulders dropped and his body drained of tension as he collapsed forward onto me. Wrapping my arm around his shoulder, I held him steady as he shuddered. I’d known better than to leave him, but I hadn’t considered being outside of his line of sight as leaving. I vowed to do better moving forward.

Once I felt him go still, I pressed a kiss to the side of his head and patted his back. “Time to get up, sweet boy. I need to get you clean.”

My sweet boy didn’t hesitate. He simply climbed from the bed and stretched his body before taking my hand. In the bathroom I peeled his clothes off, then guided him into the shower so he wouldn’t fall.

“Get under the water and get wet. Daddy will be right back. I think the food might be here.”

I opened the door to the room right as someone walked up with a cart covered in to go boxes. I might have gone a bit overboard, but my boy deserved to be spoiled. Plus, we could always keep it for later if need be. Or see if one of our neighbors was hungry.

It didn’t matter. I would do whatever it took to keep him happy and healthy.

Once I had everything in the room and laid where I wanted, I stripped my clothes off and climbed into the shower with my boy. Sylmen sighed as I held him close.

We were as bare as two people could be, yet it wasn’t sexual in any way. Sure, my cock was thickening. How could it not, when my boy’s perfectly plump cheeks were pressed against it. But I had no urge to do anything about it. No overwhelming need to claim him.