O L L I E

Stefan blinked numerous times and almost pinched his arm just to make sure that he heard me right. That he is my first daddy. "A-Are you sure, baby?" He asked me for confirmation with wide eyes and mouth gaping, disbelief in his tone, but his eyes were sparkling with an emotion I can't name.

I flinched from his touch and whimpered softly at his reaction. Did I say something wrong? Does he not want an inexperienced little? Does he not want me? My lips quivered and my eyes burned from unshed tears. Numerous worst-case scenarios popped in my mind and sent me into a state of spiral. What if Stefan deemed me to be unworthy of being his little?

I wiggled out of Stef's embrace and tried to climbed down but my efforts were futile. Stef's strong arms kept me in place, and being in a situation without an escape got my breathing heavier and my heart rate picking up.

No, no. I can't break down now. Stefan already saw me in a bad light. If I break down now, he will realize how emotionally-baggaged I am, how I am so far from perfection, and he will eventually throw me away because I am not what he thought.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm inexperienced. I'm sorry that I'm imperfect. I'm so sorry for everything-" My words were drowned by the broken sobs that fell from my lips. My chest tightened and my muscles tensed up. I was so happy earlier, yet here I am, being dropped from my happy place, with no one to catch me.

"-by. Baby!" I blinked away my tears and lifted my gaze. Through my tear-filled eyes, I was able to make out Stef's worried expression, as he tried his best to wipe my tears in the gentlest way possible. He cupped my cheeks and rested his forehead against mine, his breathing labored.

"Ollie. That's not what I meant. I adore you the way you are. You are perfect for me. Please don't misunderstand," Stefan stated honestly, reassuring me that I'm fine just the way I am. He took a deep breath and cradled my face in his hands.

"I'm so sorry, little one. I should have phrased it better. I was just so happy that I get to have the honor of being your first daddy. It does not mean that I don't want you just because you are inexperienced. Instead, it made me treasure you more. Not that I am not doing that now. I will love you in any shape or form," Stefan confessed and he embraced me like I was a fragile gem, easily broken if not handled well.

Stefan continued to rub my back in a soothing manner, as he rocked our bodies back and forth. His soft humming was so soothing that I started to relax as tension left my body. In just a blink of an eye, all of my burdens vanished and the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach vanished.

It was just a misunderstanding. Thank God.

I wouldn't be able to take it if Stef hated my inexperienced self. I tightened my grip on Stef and nuzzled on his throat. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. "Even if I became a frog, daddy? Will you still love me?" I remembered one of my favorite cartoons, The Princess and the Frog. Tiana still loved the prince, even if the prince became a frog.

Stefan chuckled softly put his right hand on his baby's nape, rubbing and massaging it softly. "Of course, little one. I would. You will always be my charming, adorable, beautiful, and kind little Ollie," Stefan answered and I giggled softly when Stefan buried his nose on top of my hair, inhaling my scent.

A small smile crept on my lips; against Stef's throat. I sighed pleasantly and sniffed Stef's manly scent. Feeling confident, I pressed my lips Stefan's throat tentatively, making him flinch and groan playfully. "Baby... stop teasing me," Stefan whined. I was able to catch a glimpse of his red ears, so I smiled internally.

I raised his left hand and started brushing Stefan's silky hair while my other hand is rested on top of his chest, pressed in between our bodies.

Stefan's loud heartbeat just made me feel so relaxed. It's like Stefan is a big ball of comfort and safety and I can't resist but bask in them. "Thank you so much, daddy. I never thought I would feel this safe again," I find myself confessing, my left hand brushed his hair one last time and it landed on the other side of Stef's chest, gripping the cotton shirt.

I am still contemplating whether or not I should open up to the man I met just a few days ago. However, in a relationship like ours, trust is very important: in any relationship, that is. I need to tell him what's bothering me, because being left in the dark is not a pleasant situation.

We can't deny the irresistible force that attracts us, like the opposite poles of a magnet. What I'm about to tell Stefan is heavy for me, and it will surely exhaust my mental and emotional capacity. With another whiff of that sandalwood and vanilla scent, I was able to relieve all the nerves. My head rested on Stefan's muscled chest, as I took a deep breath.

Stefan did not say anything and just hugged me tight, then peppered gentle kisses on the top of my head. He pulled me closer to him, melding our bodies together that not even air can pass through.

"All I can say is that I lived a comfortable life thanks to my parents," I chuckled softly but I did not hide the sadness in my tone. Stefan hummed and rubbed my arms in a comforting manner. Even without words, I know what he's doing. He wants me to feel his presence; that he's there for me.

"You don't have to tell me right now, baby. We can do it slowly. We have a lot of time." Stefan stared down at me, his green eyes ever gentle and understanding. I swallowed the lump of emotion and raised my hand to stroke his cheek. If someone had told me that I would meet someone as amazing as the man in front of me, and as a bonus, would become my daddy, I will surely laugh at their face and had them checked for blurting such insanity.

Stefan leaned into my hand and gave me a warm smile that could make any person melt and swoon. Even though I can feel numerous emotions swirling inside of me, adoration and affection for Stefan still prevailed. For such a short time, I'm not reluctant to admit that what I feel is than 'like' for Stefan Alexandrei. It's not hard to fall for a man who is too good to be true.

The fact that I feel safe around him... I mean, he has so many opportunities to take advantage of me while I was vulnerable and unguarded, but he didn't. He could have forced me to do his bidding, but he gave me a choice. He respected me and took care of me. He could have dropped me instead of being burdened by my broken self, but he never did.

The eyes never lie. Due to our family situation, I was trained to pick up tone changes of a person's speech to determine if they are being deceptive or truthful. Moreover, I also learned the skill of reading a person's body language. I can therefore discern a person's true personality through their words and actions.

Stefan was everything but deceptive. How could I not fall for such a good man?

"It's alright Stef. I want to tell you. Because you are a good man. I am so glad and thankful for having a daddy like you," I replied truthfully and a soft gasp slipped from my lips when Stef's eyes glistened and a lone tear fell. I hitched a breath and immediately used the sleeves of my jumper to dry his tear.

"Thank you, baby. I really appreciate the trust you're giving me," Stefan said in a shaky voice and pressed his lips on the tip of my nose. My forehead creased and my tongue darted to lick my dry lips when I felt something hard under my bum, poking.

I blinked my eyes at Stefan, who was now staring at my lips. "Um, daddy? Something is poking me," I squeaked and my pulse quickened when Stefan's gaze became dark and intense for a moment. I know that emotion; it's desire and passion.

I can feel my heart about to rip out of my chest. What should I do in this situation? I have never experienced anything like this. I nibbled his lower lip absentmindedly and cluelessly stared at Stefan. Stefan swore silently and before I know it, I was deposited on the couch across him.

"Stay there, baby. It would help me calm down, if you know what I mean," Stefan glanced at his crotch and my lips parted when I saw his bulge. "Baby, don't stare. I have to control myself you know. Please cooperate," Stefan ordered and I nodded, then darted my eyes everywhere, except down there.

Oh, my goodness.