sleep you need.”
This was a lifestyle I could handle.
He needed structure and someone to make sure he was balancing both sides of his life. Being bossy and take charge was something Destin assured me I did very well, so it was time to put those strengths to use.
Morgan huffed and pouted again, but I’d gotten used to seeing it when he’d been trying to get out of his homework, so it didn’t work any longer. “But I don’t want a schedule.”
Since he hadn’t told me to fuck off or ignored me, I took that to mean I was on the right track.
“You are going to have a schedule and real meals with vegetables.” He needed sleep and adequate nutrition if he was going to succeed in life.
He winced. “Not every meal.”
So I could schedule his life and tell him when to go to bed, but I couldn’t decide every meal? His limits were interesting. “Fine, I’ll decide two meals daily and you may have what you want for the third.”
With at least two healthy meals a day, he wouldn’t come down with some kind of crazy disease or die of malnutrition.
“But I get to have whatever I want for the third one, right? Even if I pick ice cream for breakfast?” The look on his face was a mixture of excitement and nervousness. “Really?”
My sigh might have been a bit dramatic, but it was Destin’s insanity rubbing off on me, so I couldn’t help myself. Morgan giggled but seemed to realize he’d won when I nodded. “Yes, I’m controlling but not a monster. One meal a day that you may fill with whatever empty calories you prefer. But the other two will be reasonable.”
He nodded excitedly. “Deal.”
“We’ll discuss your schedule the night before, and at that point, you can tell me which meal you will be handling on your own.” Just imagining what he was going to eat made me want to wince.
“But what about naps?” He gave me a very well-designed pout that looked terribly sad and worried.
I was pretty sure he’d practiced in the mirror like Destin.
“We’ll work naps in several times a week, but not every afternoon or you’ll never go to bed on time.” Naps. Why naps? “If you want to go to bed little with whatever objects you would nap with then that might be a good trade-off.”
His head cocked to the side as he thought about it. “I guess so.”
“There are a variety of ways to be little that don’t have to destroy the schedule you need in the adult side of your life.” I’d read about a lot of them when I’d been trying to understand what Destin was exploring.
Morgan was back to watching me curiously again.
“What? Destin has a little side that he was trying to understand and I needed a better grasp on what he was exploring. He doesn’t always make safe decisions, so it was important.” He rushed into things he found fascinating, but thankfully he hadn’t gotten into trouble with the age play.
There were other BDSM topics that would’ve been a lot more dangerous. I’d been relieved to learn that age play was intimate but fairly safe in the scheme of things.
“It just sounds weird when you talk about it.” He shrugged. “I’ve never met anyone who already understands it and thinks it’s…well, typical, I guess.”
“Like I said. Destin gave me a lot to adapt to, so this is simple.” I knew it was important to him and that he’d been expecting shock and judgment, but really, this was nothing compared to Destin’s first forays into BDSM.
Morgan giggled again. “Okay, I’ll accept that.”
But his smile dimmed a bit as something came to his mind. “What about my toys and being little? Is it really okay if it doesn’t just stay in the bedroom?”
“Why wouldn’t it be?” He was going to color and use a binkie, not run around in that damned tail Destin kept rambling on about. “Will you keep your clothes at least mostly on?”
He started coughing like he’d swallowed a bug, but in seconds, he had it under control. “Yes. Clothes will stay on.”
“I simply expect you to refrain from throwing things at me and listen when you’re told to pick up your toys.” I was not going to dodge flying cars or be tortured with Legos.
“What about my trains?” That seemed to pop out before he really thought about the question because he swallowed several times before he explained. “I mean, well, I have trains and