Emma had her way with Delilah in every place she could think of. She didn't want there to be a room in Delilah's house that didn't make her think of her. Now, just as Emma predicted, Delilah was sleeping peacefully in her bed. After their intense shower scene, they cuddled and Emma held her as they spoke. Eventually Delilah just drifted off to sleep. Emma held her until she got restless and didn't want to wake her up. She put her onesie jammies on, found her paci, and went down stairs to Delilah's office to get her coloring book. She laid on the floor and began to mindlessly scribble colors across the paper. She laid on her belly and kicked her feet in the air. Emma was content. She was still high from her win earlier and then having sex with one of most beautiful women she knows, there was no way her day could get any better.

Then she thought about Cyn. Emma still had the desire to be a Mommy. She thought maybe with being little, it would go away or maybe she had never actually been a Mommy but a little the entire time. However, helping Cyn the other day reignited something in her. It made Emma feel good. She liked taking care of people. Emma enjoyed the power exchange. She liked having someone dependent on her. She couldn't help that. While she did take care of Delilah, it wasn't the same and if Emma thought for a second that Delilah possessed the ability to be little she would ask her. She believed that if Delilah could, she would. After all, Delilah did become submissive for her. Which was not an easy feat for her, Emma assumed. Should she bring up these feelings to Delilah or would she be hurt? She didn't want her to feel like she wasn't enough for Emma because Delilah was everything to her.

"How do you do that?" Delilah's sleepy voice startled Emma from the doorway. She didn't even remember going to sleep. They were talking and the next thing she knew, she was waking up in her bed alone. She looked at her desk and got chills thinking about Emma's mouth on her core as she laid across it. If they ever broke up, Delilah would have to move.

"It's kind of hard to stay in the lines sometimes, so I do the edges first. Then I color in the big part." Emma explained her coloring process. "Hi, Daddy."

Delilah chuckled. That's not what she was talking about. Delilah was actually inquiring about Emma's capability to switch from Mistress to Emmy so seamlessly. They were so different and she loved them both. "Hi, baby." Delilah sat down beside her and watched her color.

"Did you have a good nap?" Emma asked. She was trying to make her picture extra perfect now because Daddy was watching and she wanted her to like it.

"I did. I don't remember going to sleep. I must have been really tired."

Emma giggled. "Yeah. I bet." Delilah chuckled and playfully tickled Em's side. She squealed. "Noooo Daddy!" She dropped her crayons and crawled away from Delilah while still laughing. Delilah giggled too.

"Okay, baby. Come here." Delilah held her arms open and Emma crawled back to her. She leaned on Delilah and let her hold her like the baby she was. It was comforting to both of them.

Delilah gently rocked her back and forth. The tight thin tank top she was wearing did nothing to hide her hard nipples. Emma's eyes focused on them, but it wasn't sexually. She just wanted to be closer to her. Delilah noticed Emma's fixation. She blushed. "What's wrong, baby?"

Emma felt caught. She shrugged and averted her gaze from Delilah's chest. Emma sucked harder on her pacifier.

Delilah bit the inside of her cheek. Was Emma thinking what she thought she was thinking? It would be awkward if she wasn't, but Delilah thought maybe it was worth a shot. She lifted her shirt and removed Emma's paci. "Do you want these, baby?" She asked.

Emma nodded sheepishly.

"It's okay. Come." Delilah softly guided Emma head closer so she could latch on. When Emma's lips wrapped around her nipple, Delilah felt her own body react the way it normally would when her girlfriend sucked her breasts. She bit her lip and commanded her body to stop its throbbing. This wasn't to fulfill any sexual desire. This was innocent. Delilah heard of breastfeeding between the caregiver and their little but she had never experienced it for her herself. Now she understood why. This was a very intimate act. She'd never been this close to anyone before.

Emma closed her eyes as she suckled. This was relaxing and more soothing than she could have imagined. She only wished there was real milk leaking from the nipple. Still, this was the best. Emma never thought there would be a time that she'd be sucking a woman's breast and not trying to bring her to an orgasm but here she was and it was wonderful. After a while, Delilah began to pull away. Emma started to whine. She wasn't ready to stop, but Delilah silenced her whimpers by putting her pacifier back in her mouth.

"We have to go to dinner, baby. I made reservations. Okay?" Delilah asked gently as she pulled her shirt down. Emma's face was still in a frown. Delilah chuckled. "We can do this when we come back home."

"Promise?" Emma asked.

Delilah was looking forward to their next suckling time as much as Emma. "I promise, baby."