Good Luck Charm - Chapter 16
Summary: Negan attempts to celebrate his daughter's seventh birthday at Y/N's home, but having Shane and Negan in the same place causes tension between the two men leading to a major face off between the two of them.
Characters: Negan, Evie, the reader (OC), Shane, Lucille, etc.
Warnings: Swearing, Angst, smut, etc.
AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39423063/chapters/105478767
Notes: I just appreciate those that continue to comment on this story! Thank you. Love you all.
“I wish I would have had parties like this when I was little,” Lucille looked out the window of the kitchen while she helped Y/N gather some snacks for those that were out in the backyard. It was Evie’s seventh birthday party and they had managed to invite a lot of family from Negan’s side along with Evie’s friends. “When I was younger, I was lucky if my parents hired a clown for some entertainment which always ended up terrifying half the kids that showed up.”
“That would have terrified Evie too, she hates clowns,” Y/N informed Lucille with a shuddering movement knowing that she wasn’t big on them either. Moving in beside Lucille to look outside, Y/N sighed and shrugged her shoulders. “Growing up I didn’t have a lot, so I try to do the best I can to let Evie know she’s loved.”
Without saying anything, Lucille reached out to wrap her arm around Y/N’s shoulders to give her a tight hug. Lucille knew that Y/N didn’t have a family, so she was always impressed with the mother that Y/N turned out to be to Evie, “I know that we couldn’t do anything super extensive, but I think this isn’t too bad.”
“I think this is very nice Y/N,” Lucille agreed with her that it was actually a very extensive party for a seven-year-old. For Evie’s birthday since Negan couldn’t really travel out of the state due to his probation, they did what they could at Y/N’s home. They got a bounce house, an inflatable water slide and set up a few game areas for the children that were attending the party. “I would have lost it if this was my birthday as a child.”
“We didn’t really do much,” Y/N played down what she had really gone out of her way to do, “Evie would have been happy just having a few people over. Someone at work just knew a person who did these kind of rentals, so I got a good deal on them.”
“I’m not a kid and I’m tempted to go play in those things,” Lucille followed Y/N outside after they grabbed the snacks to take it out to one of the tables that they had set up. A round of giggles filled the air when they both looked over their shoulders to see that Negan was in the bounce house with the children making them both laugh. “Apparently Negan felt the same way.”
“Evie dragged him in there,” Y/N mentioned with a half-smile remembering seeing her daughter come and grab Negan to pull him into the bounce house with her. Turning to watch Negan playing with the children was making them laugh at his silly antics. “Negan has always had a very hard time telling her no. Technically, it’s one of the bigger bounce houses so adults are allowed to go in there too.”
“Negan is just the only one with no shame and will do anything to make Evie happy,” Lucille acknowledged hearing the children giggling when Negan did something goofy again. “I don’t know whether I should be in awe or worried that Negan can always entertain a room full of children. He has a talent at making kids love him.”
“It’s a good thing. If Negan hated children, then that’s when you should worry,” Y/N teased Lucille, nudging her softly with her elbow. “It’s probably the sexiest thing about him. How good of a father he is.”
“You’re not wrong about that,” Lucille let her words linger seeing how happy and pleased with himself that Negan was when he was able to entertain the children that he was around. “Seeing him like that makes me feel so bad that he lost that high school job. He’s so damn good with children and they usually like him…”
“Speaking of…has Negan talked to you about the security job?” Y/N brought up seeing Lucille’s eyebrows arch up when Y/N mentioned it to her. “The only reason I ask is…”
Before Y/N could finish her sentence, the coloring in Lucille’s face seem to fade and Lucille reached back to grab the edge of the table that was behind her. Stepping forward, Y/N grabbed a hold of Lucille and reached out to press her hand in over the side of Lucille’s face to get Lucille’s eyes to connect with hers, “Hey, you okay?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry, I think I’m just really tired lately with all the work I’ve been doing,” Lucille brushed off Y/N’s fears, but Y/N continued to hold onto Lucille to make sure that she was okay before Y/N released her. “I’m sorry. I just haven’t been sleeping much.”
“Let’s get some chips and maybe some sugar in you,” Y/N grabbed a few things for Lucille before leading her over toward one of the chaise lounge chairs. Lucille seemed to gain her coloring back a bit when she ate what Y/N had given her. “Has that happened before?”
“A few times,” Lucille answered with a long exhale, her eyebrows furrowing when Y/N grabbed her empty plate to set it on the table beside them. When she was done, she reached for Lucille to pull her back into her arms. “Y/N? People are here. Negan’s mother is here.”
“What? Two friends can’t hold each other like this? We both could use some time to relax,” Y/N got comfortable in the seat while holding Lucille in her arms securely. It took a minute for Lucille to feel at ease, but eventually she did relax while watching Negan playing with Evie inside of the bounce house. Y/N loosely wrapped her arm around Lucille’s shoulders and it made Lucille sigh. “Feeling any better?”
“Better than I did,” Lucille explained noticing that people weren’t really watching them while they mingled or played some of the games that Y/N had set up in the back yard. There was always that stigma that Lucille did worry about in the past with. It wasn’t easy to hide how she felt about Y/N and she always figured people would give them shit if they knew how genuinely close they were to one another. People always shunned the idea of loving two people, but thankfully them being like they were right now didn’t seem to faze anyone at all. Knowing that they were pretty much alone, Lucille turned her head and delicately placed a kiss over the inside of Y/N’s arm. “I miss this.”
There was a silence between the two of them, but Y/N nuzzled her nose against Lucille’s neck and sighed, “Me too.”
“While I love Negan, there is just something so calming with you,” Lucille stroked her fingers over Y/N’s arm while she closed her eyes and cherished the feeling of being wrapped up in the warmth of Y/N’s arms. “I do love you. You know that, right?”
“Of course,” Y/N whispered knowing that she missed this as well, but it was something she never felt like she deserved. “Because I love you too.”
“Then what are we doing with life Y/N?” Lucille stammered low enough so the conversation was only between the two of them. Lucille tipped her head back to look at Y/N with her beautiful green eyes. “Haven’t we wasted enough time apart?”
“I can’t just break up with Shane, Lucille,” Y/N explained knowing that Shane had given up a lot to be with her and stay back with her instead of going home to Atlanta. It would have made her feel like an awful person if she dumped him now. Sticking it out with Shane was her attempt at being a good person to the best of her ability.
“You don’t love him,” Lucille reminded Y/N making her frown. It wasn’t a lie. Lucille was right. She didn’t love Shane, but she cared about him greatly. It made her feel bad that she didn’t love Shane. Shane had told Y/N multiple times at this point that he loved her, but she just couldn’t reciprocate the feeling. “Do the two of you have moments like this?”
“I mean, we cuddle, but it’s never relaxed like this,” Y/N was honest with Lucille knowing there was no reason to lie to her. When someone walked by them, she went silent before quietly speaking up again so only Lucille could hear her. “I have been doing whatever I can to avoid sex with him lately too. Pretending to fall asleep when I hit the bed…I just…”
“Y/N?” Lucille looked back over her shoulder at Y/N when she confessed that. “If you can’t even have sex with him and you are doing things to avoid sleeping with him that tells you that you shouldn’t be with him.”
“It’s complicated,” Y/N repeated what she felt like she was always saying about Shane these days, but there were a lot of things that kept her from breaking up with Shane.
“What’s complicated?” a voice spoke up from behind them when Shane walked out of the house surprising Y/N since he was supposed to be at work tonight. Both Y/N and Lucille looked back at him when he approached the two of them. When he saw the position that the two of them were in together, Shane seemed to be a bit irritated, but it was something that only Y/N might have caught onto since he had a certain muscle that would flex in his jaw when he was angry followed by a flare of his nostrils.
“Hey you,” Y/N lifted up enough to meet Shane in a quick kiss noticing that he was wearing his casual clothes and not his work clothes. “What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to work all day today?”
“I managed to change shifts,” Shane sat beside the two of them, sitting on the edge of the lounge chair. “I got out early so I could be here for the little one’s birthday. Have I missed much?”
“Just some play time,” Y/N nodded toward the bounce house where a significant amount of children were playing. Shane stood up for a moment to survey things over and when Evie saw that Shane was there, Y/N could hear Evie call out Shane’s name.
Evie hopped out of the bounce house and ran across the yard toward Shane who eagerly picked Evie up in his arms to pull Evie into a big hug, “You made it! I thought you were working.”
“Well, I couldn’t miss your birthday,” Shane replied with a wink, leaning in to press a kiss against the side of Evie’s face making her giggle before she wrapped her arms around Shane’s neck tightly to give him a big hug.
“And there is the complicated part,” Y/N whispered in Lucille’s ear making Lucille’s grasp on her arm get tighter. “Evie loves the heck out of him.”
“But she can still love him while you aren’t dating him,” Lucille sat up straighter, turning to look at Y/N so that Shane couldn’t necessarily hear the two of them talking. Evie was keeping his attention while they talked about what he did at work, making it easier for the two of them to share a moment. “He can still be your friend. You don’t have to date him in order for him to be good to your daughter.”
Shane had obviously said something to make Evie laugh and it pulled their attention from one another to look back at Shane with Evie.
“You should come in the bounce house with us!” Evie exclaimed making Shane laugh at the suggestion while he bounced her a bit in his arms. “It’s so much fun.”
“I don’t think those are for adults kid,” Shane suggested when the sound of a playful roar was heard drawing their attention to the bounce house where Negan was crawling out with a few of Evie’s cousins still hooked onto him. When Shane realized that Negan was in the bounce house with them, he grumbled. “Why am I not surprised?”
“Where is my little girl?” Negan’s deep, raspy voice questioned while he kept the children that were latched onto him safe as he moved in Evie’s direction. “You kind of just bailed on us kiddo.”
“I was coming back!” Evie wiggled out of Shane’s arms and was able to get back to her feet when Shane set her down carefully. Evie ran back to Negan and jumped into his arms to hook her arms around Negan’s neck making him groan out when he balanced her weight as well. “Mommy! Lucille! You should come bounce with us too! And then…we’re going on the water slide!”
“I don’t know kiddo, Lucille wasn’t feeling very good,” Y/N hesitated making Evie pout at the idea of them not being able to join.
“Everything okay?” Negan frowned, his eyebrows furrowing making them laugh when he essentially made the same face that Evie did. “What?”
“She’s just definitely your daughter,” Lucille held her finger out in the air to point between the two of them making Negan smile brightly. Negan turned his head and peppered kisses against the side of Evie’s face making her giggle. “Actually…I think we should.”
“You do?” Y/N was surprised to hear that and Lucille nodded. “Are you sure? We don’t want you feeling bad.”
“It’s not every day that it’s Evie’s birthday and if she wants us to spend some time with her…then there is no way that I can refuse,” Lucille carefully pulled herself up from the chair that they were in and reached for Y/N. “Let’s have some fun.”
“You coming?” Y/N looked to Shane seeing him shake his head and point over toward the snack table.
“I’m going to grab some snacks since I didn’t eat yet today. Have fun,” Shane watched Evie hop into Y/N’s arms when they all headed over toward the bounce house together. Shane knew that she had mentioned getting pizza later for everyone, but he used the snacks as an excuse because he would have felt awkward being part of that whole thing.
Sitting down on the bottom of the chair that Y/N and Lucille were on previously, Shane watched the four of them playing together and a sense of jealousy flooded his body. Evie was attempting to get all of them to flip. Negan had done it, Lucille seemed like she was denying trying it, but Y/N attempted doing it. When she did, she ended up knocking into Negan who fell on top of Y/N making Shane’s jaw flex. They were laughing and with Negan over Y/N Shane felt his heart pounding inside of his chest. Negan stroked his fingertips over the side of Y/N’s face before helping her get up. Watching all of them jumping and playing together made Shane stand up from where he was seated and he started pacing.
When they got out of the bounce house, Shane thought it would be time for him to make his move, but he watched Evie drag all of them over toward the area where the music was playing. Evie was attempting to show all of them a dance that she must have just learned making Shane smile at it. Even though he was frustrated, Shane knew that he cared about Evie. She was a good kid and it was amazing that Negan could father a child as good as Evie. Lucille, Y/N and Negan all seemed confused but she tried instructing them how to dance like she was. Maybe it wasn’t the best of ideas to opt out of being with them. Shane should have tried to be part of the fun with them so he could make it clear he was part of the family right now.
After a moment of attempting to do the dance that Evie was trying to teach them, Negan started being ridiculous making Evie burst out in laughter when he started dancing like a fool. Evie covered her eyes with her hands, her giggles loud when Negan picked her up in his arms and started dancing with her to the music. Negan went back and forth between Y/N and Lucille getting them both to dance with him and Evie making Shane’s jaw flex seeing the fun the four of them were having together.
Evie had crawled into Lucille’s arms and Negan move to Y/N to start dancing with her making Shane’s face flood with a sense of fire seeing the two of them laughing with each other. Negan dipped Y/N before pulling her back up to his chest and that’s when Shane decided that he had enough.
Moving forward, Shane rubbed his hands together and put on a fake smile when he approached them, “Who is ready to go on that water slide?”
“Me!” Evie squealed making Lucille smile at her excitement. “I just have to get changed. Does everyone else have a bathing suit?”
“Sure baby girl,” Negan reached for Evie heading toward the house where he knew they had their things. Shane followed the group into the house. Negan and Lucille went to the guest bathroom to change and Shane followed Y/N into her bedroom when she went to get changed.
“You’re real touchy with your ex’s again,” Shane cleared his throat once he got the door closed making Y/N’s eyebrows furrow when she started to change. “I’m being serious. Do you know how fucking awkward it was to show up and see you cuddling with Lucille?”
“We’re friends Shane. She was feeling dizzy, so we took a seat. They are both my friends,” Y/N changed quickly, pulling on some shorts and a t-shirt over her bathing suit. Pointing in the direction of Evie’s bedroom, she shook her head and sighed. “I have to go make sure that Evie gets her suit on right, but I promise you, you have nothing to worry about. We were just being friendly.”
Shane wanted to say something more, but Y/N was out of the room before he could making a grunt fall from his throat. Changing into his trunks, Shane grabbed a tank top and tucked it into his pants before heading out of the room. Negan was standing by the back door talking with Lucille. It looked like he was trying to check in on her while they whispered, but when Shane approached them, Negan took notice of how Shane was shirtless.
“You want us to have a ticket to the gun’s show, huh?” Negan joked with a tip of his head, circling his finger over Shane’s body. “Maybe you should put a shirt on, don’t you think? There are kids here.”
“Not all of us need to wear a t-shirt to feel comfortable about ourselves buddy,” Shane reached out to smack Negan on the stomach making Negan grunt. Negan was wearing his swim trunks, but he had a band’s t-shirt on. “I can give you a few tips about muscling up if you feel bad about yourself.”
“Wow,” Negan smirked and Shane noticed the way that Lucille slipped her fingers in with Negan’s to keep him calm. “Yeah, I’ll let you know if I’m interested big guy.”
“Let’s go!” Evie blurt out, running out into the hallway in her bathing suit with excitement when Y/N followed her not far behind. Evie led them all up the climb of the inflatable duo water slides and instructed that she would go first before the girls and then the boys. Doing as Evie wanted, they all had fun with her, but when Shane had the chance, he grabbed Evie and suggested them go down the slide together. The amount of laughter that fell from her throat with the splash they made amused Shane. Shane was definitely trying to make Negan jealous, but Evie was intent on including all of them which was rather typical of Evie so that was pretty hard to do. At one point, Evie went down with Negan and Y/N went at the same time where they met at the bottom pool area. With the way that they were all laughing and the way that Negan was touching Y/N, Shane felt like he was about to explode. Even though it wasn’t extremely long, it felt like things went on forever for Shane. “We should get pizza.”
“I’ll pick it up,” Shane offered knowing that he needed a break or else he was going to erupt. In front of Evie, that wasn’t going to be a good idea. “Why don’t you start some of the presents while I get the food?”
“I like the sound of that,” Evie pointed at Shane and Y/N left with Shane to give him the money for the food before heading into the kitchen with Lucille to get the plates ready for dinner. It left Evie alone with Negan and she looked up at her dad with her big hazel eyes. “What about your gift? Can I open yours first?”
“Sure,” Negan reached out to pick Evie up in his arms, heading over toward the gift table in search of something specific. When Negan found what he wanted, he grabbed the small box and carried Evie into the house to sit in the living room with her. “I got you a few things, but this is the thing I want you to have the most.”
“Hey,” Lucille muttered nodding over toward where Negan was with Evie. “You’ll probably want to see this one.”
Lucille and Y/N headed into the living room to take a break when Negan handed over the box to Evie who looked at it with excitement in her eyes. Evie shook the box making Negan snort, but she eagerly pulled open the wrapping paper afterwards. When it revealed a long, slender box, Evie had a bit of trouble opening it so Negan helped her.
“Wow,” Evie looked down at the bracelet that was in the box, turning it to survey it over. Y/N was actually surprised how nice it was, but when Negan reached inside for the bracelet she could see that he was very proud of it. “What does it say?”
“Here,” Negan held it out for Evie to look over and he could feel her small fingers stroking over his.
“Daddy’s little dream come true,” Evie took her time reading it. When she finished reading it, she dropped her head back and looked up at Negan with a big smile. “That’s what you call me.”
“That’s because that’s what you are,” Negan winked leaning forward to press a lingering kiss over Evie’s cheek before she looked to the bracelet again playing with the pink charm that was over it along with the jewel. It might have been a gift that was too nice for a child, but Y/N knew Evie and knew that she would absolutely cherish anything her father would give her. Which meant that Evie would do whatever she could to make sure she didn’t lose it.
“It’s so beautiful,” Evie announced, stroking her fingers over it. “Can I wear it now?”
“Of course. It’s adjustable, so you should be able to fix it the older you get,” Negan took his time to carefully put the bracelet on the wrist of Evie’s that was bare. On her other wrist, Evie still had on the bracelet that Negan had gotten all of them on Y/N’s birthday. Taking a quick glance, Negan was impressed that all three of them were still wearing those. “You’re my special little girl. You know that?”
“And you’re my special daddy,” Evie cuddled back into Negan’s chest making him chuckle while she happily stared out at the bracelet she was gifted. “I’ll always be your little girl.”
“Yes, you will,” Negan pressed a loving kiss against Evie’s cheek and it made her smile with joy when he did it.
“I’m never going to take it off,” she whispered, her eyes closely observing the bracelet while she got more comfortable in Negan’s arms. Lifting her arm up, she noticed that Y/N was taking a picture of them and she held her wrist up higher. “Mommy! Look!”
“That’s gorgeous sweetheart,” Y/N assured her daughter while Negan nuzzled his nose against the side of Evie’s neck making her giggle. “Your daddy must really love you.”
“And I love him!” Evie boasted turning in Negan’s arms to hug him with all her might. It really was a beautiful thing to see how their relationship was. The love Evie had for Negan was incredible. “I love you with all of my heart.”
“All of your heart?” Negan gasped, caressing his hand in over Evie’s back seeing the way that both Lucille and Y/N seemed to be in awe of the moment. “Well, I love you with all my heart times two.”
“I love you more times a hundred!” Evie blurt out making Negan laugh with her excitement while she cuddled in closer to him. Evie’s hand pressed in over the center of Negan’s chest and he knew that she was in search of the locket that she had given him. It gave Evie comfort knowing that Negan was wearing that and quite often she would go in search of that locket when he was holding her. “We both will never take these off.”
“Never,” Negan promised with a wink, getting up and handing Evie over to Lucille. “Why don’t you go with Lucille and your mama? They can help you open some of your gifts and I will get everything ready for dinner. I can also get some video in of you opening your presents for me and your mama.”
“Sounds good,” Evie was eager to show Lucille the bracelet when they headed back for the presents table. It took a while before Shane was back with the pizzas and Y/N was sitting with him while Evie was with Negan and Lucille. Evie was feeding Negan his pizza while Shane let his thoughts linger looking at the bracelet that Negan gave her from the other table they were seated at. Evie was having fun playing with her father, but a lot of negative thoughts were swirling in Shane’s mind.
“It’s nice to see what your money went toward,” Shane pointed at the gift making Y/N’s eyebrows bounce up when she noticed the bit of venom in Shane’s tone. “He’s always getting the most credit for the things that you do.”
“He wanted to get her something nice for her birthday likely because they wouldn’t be able to the rest of the year with times being tough,” Y/N brushed off Shane trying to cause some sort of anger there between them. “He could have spent the money on something ridiculous.”
“But he could have gotten her something like a stuffed animal,” Shane reasoned, throwing his hand up in the air and he could see that Y/N’s face was flushing over. “You know Evie would have loved that just as much.”
“It’s okay that the two of them have something special together,” Y/N hushed hoping that he wasn’t drawing the attention of anyone else at the party.
“One day, when she realizes what her dad is really like…it’s going to break her harder than you ever think it will because you have always led her to believe that her dad is her fucking hero,” Shane slurred making Y/N’s eyes lower down. Shane watched as she pushed the plate that was in front of her forward as if she lost her appetite. “You should let him drown sometimes. See what kind of father he is then.”
“Not today, Shane,” Y/N stood up from the table to help clean things up for those that were finishing up their dinner. The amount of time that Shane had with Y/N was minimal at this party because someone always needed her. Lucille and Evie had gone off to play one of the games together and Shane noticed that Negan and Y/N were sitting together talking. Heading toward them, he could hear that they were being quiet.
“Chuck has been asking me if you are getting his messages,” Y/N stammered and Negan looked to Y/N with furrowed eyebrows. “I guess he’s trying to get a yes from you so you can put in the final paperwork. It’s been a few weeks…”
“Listen…” Negan licked his lips when Shane cleared his throat making Negan look up at him with his hazel eyes. “Shane.”
“Can we talk?” Shane muttered noticing the way that Y/N went to get up, but Shane shook his head and pointed to Negan. “I meant Negan. I wanted to have a talk with him about something.”
“We’re kind of in the middle of a discussion here,” Y/N was confused as to why Shane wanted to talk to Negan alone. Negan stood up and straightened out the t-shirt he was wearing before shrugging.
“It’s doesn’t bother me. I’ll be right back. Maybe you should go with Evie, Lucille and my mom,” Negan pointed toward the area where Lucille and Evie were trying to teach Negan’s mother how to play a game. “They could probably use your help.”
“Okay,” she agreed to it and left Negan alone with Shane who headed over toward an area of the backyard where no one else was.
“What can I do for you Shane?” Negan pushed his hands into the pockets of his swimsuit that he was wearing. Negan leaned back against the house, his eyes locked on Shane while he waited for whatever it was he wanted to say.
“Listen,” Shane reached back to rub at the back of his neck, a low rumble of a growl falling from his throat. “I know today is Evie’s birthday and that’s why I won’t make a big deal of it, but after today I don’t think it’s best for you to be coming over here anymore.”
“What?” Negan snickered, his nose wrinkling when Shane suggested something as wild as that. “Of course I’m going to be coming over here.”
“To pick up your kid, sure, but I think the less time that Evie spends with you the better,” Shane declared, his eyebrows tensing up and his voice getting deeper the longer he spoke. “I think we all know that you have abusive behavior. Beating someone almost to death was kind of a big deal and if it were my choice, you would have gotten your rights taken away from you since you obviously aren’t fit to be a parent.”
“Listen, it’s my daughter’s birthday so I’m not about to do this with you,” Negan rolled his eyes, attempting to move around Shane only to let out a groan when Shane pressed his hand into the center of Negan’s chest to shove him back against the brick of the house. “Get your hands off of me.”
“Or what?” Shane smirked, digging his fingers further into Negan’s chest hearing Negan’s breathing getting louder. “Are you going to hit me? While you’re on probation? Hitting a police officer wouldn’t probably be the best thing for you Negan.”
“I’m not going to stop spending time with my daughter or Y/N,” Negan denied the request of Shane, reaching up to place his fingers in over Shane’s wrist to try to persuade Shane to move his fingers. “See, I care about Y/N. My daughter needs me in her life and Y/N certainly needs someone other than you in her life.”
“Sure, but it’s not you that she needs,” Shane closed the distance between the two of them, but it didn’t make Negan back down. “Who knows what your anger will do next time? Maybe it will make you go off on Y/N or your own daughter.”
“I know you’re jealous as fuck of me,” Negan moved forward making Shane’s fingers dig harder into his chest, but he didn’t give a shit. “But you need to get your shit together Shane because no matter what, you’re not getting rid of me. I love my daughter and my daughter will always trump whatever it is you are trying to pull here.”
“You know they are becoming mine more and more each day,” Shane called out when Negan went to leave. It made Negan stop and look back over his shoulder. “Your daughter already loves me and Y/N picked me over you a long time ago. In fact, I asked Y/N to move back to Atlanta with me and she didn’t say no. So, losing your daughter is going to be pretty imminent Negan.”
“Y/N would never agree to something like that, so I know you’re bullshitting me,” Negan turned back toward Shane, his expression changing when he thought about what Shane was telling him. “Y/N knows I’m a good father and she wouldn’t take Evie away from me.”
“I’m going to do whatever I can to get her to take Evie away from you because you don’t deserve a happy ending Negan,” Shane muttered, caressing his fingers over the side of his chiseled jawline. “They are both too good for you.”
“Fuck you Shane,” Negan slurred, looking back over his shoulder at the women in his life knowing that Shane was doing his best to get him fired up. “What are you trying to do here? Huh? Get me so worked up to the point that I fucking hit you in front of everyone?”
“I’m just being honest with you Negan. It’s best to get used to the idea of it now,” Shane folded his muscular arms out in front of his chest with a smug smirk pressing in over his features. “You know? In my time, I’ve always loved dating women with kids and pieces of shit ex’s like you. I knew from the moment that Yumiko told me about Y/N’s past what I had to do. All it took was me being nice to her. She was just so fucking eager to have someone be nice to her that it didn’t matter if I did something negative, I knew she would never want to let me go. Yumiko told me everything that you did to her and I knew as long as I didn’t do the things that you did there was no way that she would turn me away. I just had to be nice to her kid, put on a smile and treat her good because you being a deadbeat made it easy for me to swoop in and be the man that both her and Evie needed.”
“She doesn’t even like you,” Negan stepped forward, his eyebrows furrowing when he stepped in closer to Shane. “Evie is a good kid and she would be good to anyone that was kind to her. I know I’m a deadbeat and I don’t deserve any of the women in my life. But they are in my life and they are never leaving it.”
“It’s not going to take long before your daughter likes me better than she likes you,” Shane stammered with a simple shake of his head. “When someone starts explaining to her what her father did to her mother, it’s only a matter of time before that blind love that she has for you starts questioning everything.”
“She’s seven years old,” Negan reminded Shane who simply shrugged his shoulders and Negan grunt before shaking his head. “Fuck this, Shane. I’m done. It’s Evie’s birthday and this is bullshit.”
“It must hurt you pretty good, huh?” Shane breathed out, pushing his hands into his pockets when Negan stopped again. “That Y/N would be willing to pick someone who raped her over you because you are literally that fucking terrible.”
Turning on his heel, Negan shoved into Shane’s shoulders managing to get Shane to stumble back and over onto the ground drawing some of the attention of the people at the party. Evie stepped forward and Negan’s fist was clenched at his side while he stared down at Shane.
“Daddy?” Evie called out to Negan, breaking him from what was going on and Negan turned to her to pick her up in his arms to hold her close. “What happened?”
“Shane just tripped,” Negan answered making Shane smirk from where he was on the ground, pulling himself up slowly.
“Yeah, I just tripped. Nothing’s wrong Evie,” Shane assured Evie, moving forward to offer up a big smile. “Hey, I was thinking that we should play some football. What do you think? Would you like that?”
“Sure!” Evie was excited at the idea of it making Shane nod his head and grin. “We can play teams!”
“Sure we can! Your dad can be captain of one team and I’ll be captain of the other,” Shane suggested noticing that Y/N was coming over to check on him after he had fallen. Y/N touched his shoulder, but Shane wouldn’t give her the attention yet. “Of course I would love to have you on my team.”
“Okay,” Evie shrugged her shoulders making Negan glare out at Shane before they walked off together leaving Shane with Y/N.
“What was all that about?” Y/N watched Negan move over to Lucille with Evie in his arms to talk to her. Shane’s chocolate brown eyes were fierce and they were locked on Negan. “Shane? Is something going on between you two? Because today is not the day.”
“It was just a misunderstanding. We’re okay,” Shane assured her with a wink, leaning in to press a kiss against her cheek. “No big deal.”
“It kind of looked like it was a big deal,” Y/N urged her hand in over the side of Shane’s face and in that moment, he leaned down to kiss her with a bit of power behind it. The motion surprised her before Shane pointed toward the back door, giving her a weak smile.
“I’m going to go get that football,” Shane headed inside to grab the football that Evie had in her room and when he got back, they made teams. Y/N and Lucille sat out. Negan had set up the rules since they were playing with both kids and adults just making it tag football so no one would get hurt.
Considering Shane was a quarterback in the past, it made sense that their team would do better, it was just Shane was taking things very seriously, but on the other team Negan was definitely making it more of a game. It kind of seemed like because Evie was on Shane’s team, the other players were allowing her to win and while he got it, at the same time it really pissed Shane off.
There was a play where Negan had the ball and Evie went after him. Evie hopped at him and Negan dramatically dropped back like he had been tackled by Evie who jumped on top of him, “Oh no, you’re just too strong.”
Evie’s giggles were filling the air making Negan laugh himself when Shane reached for the ball to pick it up with a grunt, “You know, if you fake her out like that you are just going to teach her people aren’t going to really hit her. Evie wants to play soccer and being all dramatically fake like this is just going to get her hurt because she’s not going to realize that people are aggressive with sports.”
“Cool it,” Negan warned, pulling Evie in closer to his chest so he could stroke his fingers over the back of her neck. “It’s just a game.”
“It’s just a game until Evie gets blasted because she thinks she can just lightly hit someone and they are going to go down. You know for someone who was a coach for a lot of sports, you’re doing a shitty job with teaching your daughter about the realities of sports,” Shane hissed back even making Evie look back at him with confusion. Y/N stood up from where she was seated with Lucille and grabbed a hold of Shane’s arm to pull him back. “What?”
“You’re kind of overdoing it right now,” Y/N claimed, grabbing a hold of Shane’s jaw so he would look at her. “I know you take football seriously, but this is just a game. It’s her birthday and he’s her dad. He’s going to be silly with her. Okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right,” Shane licked his lips and brushed his fingers through his dark hair with a nod. “I’m sorry. You’re absolutely right.”
Shane moved around Y/N to head back for Negan to reach for his hand to help him up from the ground, “My mistake man. I take this stuff way too seriously sometimes. I forget that I’m not on my high school football team anymore.”
“It’s all good,” Negan blew it off before lowering down to whisper something to Evie who giggled and Negan reached for the football again. They continued to play for a little while longer and Shane noticed the look that Y/N gave Negan when he looked back at her after they did something with Evie. With Negan having the ball, Shane felt a fire building up inside of him and when he had the chance, he tackled Negan to the ground with all of his might making a loud gust of air exhale from Negan’s lungs. People gasped with the amount of strength Shane used. “Fuck…”
“It’s touch football,” one of the other parents reminded Shane while Shane stayed over Negan who dropped his head back against the ground. Negan’s torso arched and Shane could see that he actually hurt Negan. “Negan, are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Negan held his hand up when he looked back to see that Evie was worried about him. “It’s okay baby girl, I’m fine…”
“You’re far from it big guy,” Shane reached up to tap at the side of Negan’s face seeing that Negan was trying to get the air back into his lungs after Shane hit him like he did.
“You’re psychotic,” Negan snarled lifting his head up in attempts to move, but Shane’s weight was still over him. Trying to get up, Negan braced his hands on the ground only to grunt out when Shane swiftly brought his arm up hammering it into Negan’s nose making Negan’s head pop back. When Negan hit the ground, he immediately turned onto his side and covered his nose with his hands. “Fuck…fucking…fuck!”
“Shane!” Y/N called out from where she was seated with Lucille. When Negan pulled his hands from his face, they were covered in blood. With shaking hands, Negan scrambled toward Shane and shoved him firmly to the ground.
“I’m going to fucking destroy you,” Shane stammered quiet enough for only Negan to hear, his eyebrows tense when Negan grabbed a firm hold of the center of Shane’s tank top that he was wearing. Twisting the material, Negan had his fist clenched at his side and Shane nodded. “Go ahead Negan, hit me.”
“Daddy?” Evie called out making Negan look back over his shoulder at his daughter and he slowly released Shane letting out an uneven breath. When Negan got up on his knees, Evie immediately ran to Negan to hug him knowing that he was hurt. “Are you okay?”
“Hey,” Negan noticed the fear that was in Evie’s eyes when she pulled back to look at his nose making Negan shake his head. “Baby girl, I’m okay. It’s alright. Don’t worry about me.”
“You’re bleeding,” Evie’s eyes were focused on Negan while Y/N had pulled Shane away from the group. It was obvious that they were bickering and Negan found himself concerned that Y/N was with Shane when Shane was in this state, but he had to calm down Evie who was worried about him. It became evidently clear to Negan that Shane wanted Negan to punch him so he could use it against him and likely get Negan in trouble since he was on probation.
“I’m going to be fine,” Negan hushed Evie knowing that he was fully prepared to attack Shane in front of everyone, but when he saw Evie, he knew that she was worth so much more than the desperation to get back at that man. Lucille and his mother had come to check on him as well with another one of the parents grabbing him some tissues.
Negan watched Y/N grab the football and say something to Shane that made him glare over at Negan before walking off. Y/N went back to give the football to someone else before she lowered down to look at Negan, “Hey Evie, Lucille and I are going to get your daddy’s nose cleaned up. Okay? You play a few games with your friends and we’ll be right back.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Evie made it obvious that she didn’t want to leave Negan’s side after what happened to him. Negan didn’t want to touch Evie too much since he still had blood on his hands. “I should be with you.”
“Play sweet girl. When I’m done getting cleaned up, the two of us will have some ice cream. Okay?” Negan gave her a wink and carefully got up feeling like things were spinning around him. Lucille and Y/N were able to get him to one of the bathrooms and took him toward the shower to sit on the bench that was inside of it. Lucille moved in beside him to help him put a towel over his nose to get the bleeding to stop. “Where the fuck did the psycho go?”
“I asked him to leave because he needed to relax,” Y/N explained, heading into the shower space with the two of them attempting to get Negan’s hands cleaned from the blood with the showerhead. “I don’t know what’s wrong with him.”
“He’s psychotic!” Negan snapped and Lucille stood from the bench with Negan.
“I’m going to go get some ice for your nose,” Lucille left the two of them and Y/N was doing her best to clean up the blood.
“I’ve done everything I could to not try to get between the two of you Y/N, but he’s a loose cannon,” Negan groaned when she stroked over the side of his face looking at his nose. “I’m going to have black eyes for a few days. I just know it.”
“I don’t know why he was doing that Negan. I’m so sorry,” she apologized when the sound of Lucille returning to the bathroom was heard. Lucille handed Negan over a new towel filled with ice and he held it up to his face with a groan. “I knew he was jealous of the two of you…”
“Are you okay?” Lucille looked to Y/N seeing that the color had drained from her face with all of this.
“I just didn’t think he would do something like that. Shane cares so much about Evie that I never would have thought he would have attacked Negan today,” Y/N responded with a frown, reaching out to stroke her fingers over Negan’s hand where it was resting on his knee. “I was wrong. I should have never put you in this situation.”
“You didn’t know,” Negan sighed loudly hearing the sound of the door being pushed open and he lifted his head to see that it was his mother coming in to check in on him. “Ma, I’m good.”
“Let me see,” Negan’s mother stepped before them making the space in the shower feel even more cramped when Negan pulled back the ice from his face. “See, this is why I always told you that it was a good thing you didn’t go into baseball. Things would have been like this…”
“Mom, baseball is no contact,” Negan reminded his mother pulling the ice back up to his face. “I would have been fine.”
“Not with the way those players throw. This could have been what was happening to your face constantly,” Negan’s mother continued to lecture Negan making his head drop back against the wall. “I’ve seen some clips from games where they would purposely throw balls at the players heads and…”
“Mom, could you please go watch Evie for me?” Negan begged with a bit of a whine. “I need someone to make sure that she is okay.”
“I’ll go with her,” Lucille offered, getting up from the bench to head for Negan’s mother. Even though Negan loved his mother, it was obvious that his mother was stressing him out. And the last thing Negan needed was another stressor to have to deal with. “We can get things prepared for cake and ice cream for when you’re done in here.”
“Thank you,” Negan gave Lucille a big-eyed glance knowing that she was saving him in this situation with his mother. When they left, Y/N got up and moved to the door to lock it so they had some time away from people. “Thank you for doing that. I need some space.”
Y/N sat down on the floor of the shower, looking up at Negan with her worried eyes and he felt his chest aching, “Shane told me that you were going to be moving with him to Atlanta. That he was going to convince you to take Evie from me…”
“That’s bullshit,” she blurt out with a shake of her head, a sigh falling from her throat. “He asked me if I would think about it and instead of saying no, I said I would think about it. He kind of threw a lot of shit on me that day. He told me he loved me and then asked me to go back with him.”
“He loves you?” Negan repeated what she said, his eyebrows raising with intrigue. “Do you love him?”
“I’ve never said it,” she was honest with Negan hearing his breathing loud while his eyes were hooked on her. “There are parts of him I like, but there is something that…”
“You know deep down there is a darkness inside of him,” Negan declared with a grunt, pulling the towel away from his face for a minute to check if his nose was still bleeding. When he got a look, he put the ice back to his nose and sighed. “Y/N, I’m really worried about you. I’m scared of what he is capable of. He’s starting with me, but who knows where he will take this next. He feels like he has an ownership over you and Evie.”
“You don’t have to worry about me,” she waved her hand in the air making Negan let out a frustrated breath.
“Fuck. I am going to worry about you because I love you damn it,” Negan snapped, dropping his hand aside that had the ice in it. “I’m going to worry about you because of the same reason that you worry about me and you fix things for me. Because you love me. There is a part of me that is going to always love you and I just desperately want you to find someone that treats you good. I want you happy. I don’t want you to end up like this because you were too worried about breaking up with Shane. You will find someone else. You are a fucking catch. Just because I was stupid and didn’t see what I had in front of me doesn’t mean that no one else will.”
Y/N’s eyes were locked on him and she said nothing when they lowered down, “I wish I could live two lives because I like who I was when I was with you the first time. I was a person that I wanted to be. Someone who was happy and excited for life. But I also fell in love with Lucille as a boy. But I hate who I am right now. I love her, but I hate me. I hate me for hurting you. I hate me for hurting her. I hate that I can’t be the father that Evie deserves.”
“You shouldn’t feel bad for Evie. You’ve always done right by her,” Y/N pointed out and Negan gave her a disappointed expression.
“I did what I did with the farm and that was fucked up,” Negan shook his head bringing the ice back up to his nose. “Just stop asking me to stop caring and worrying about you. Because I can’t do that about someone that I love. And I’m scared about what is going to happen with Shane. He’s threatening me. Telling me he’s going to destroy me. Trying to get me to hit him so it will fuck with my probation. He’s hell bent on getting me out of both yours and Evie’s lives. If I don’t bite and give him what he wants, what comes next Y/N?”
“I don’t know,” she admitted getting up on her knees to reach out to grab the ice to look at Negan’s nose again. Negan’s stare was focused on her while she reached up to caress over the side of his face, tracing her fingers through his short beard. “But you aren’t going to lose Evie. I promise you that. I will never let that happen.”
“Yeah?” Negan swallowed down hard, leaning into her touch. “She’s the only thing keeping me standing at this point.”
“I would never hurt you or Evie like that,” she insisted hating that Shane would even think he had any control over something like that. “I’m sorry. It’s my fault that he attacked you. He knows how I feel about you and Lucille.”
“Felt?” Negan breathed out, the warmth of his breath mixing with hers while her thumb caressed over his jawline.
“Feel. I’ve never been good at hiding it,” she corrected him, her thumb sliding in over his bottom lip making his eyes come to a tight close. “I just thought if Evie loved Shane, I would learn to as well. I care about him, but I will never love Shane. I just like having his company sometimes.”
“Y/N,” Negan reached out to brush his fingers through her hair feeling his heart hammering inside of his chest. “I haven’t called back about the security job because Shane said if I fucked up, I could ruin this job for you completely. I was afraid I would fuck up and then screw up everything you worked so hard for.”
“We wouldn’t even be working in the same area Negan,” she reminded him and he bit down on his bottom lip, forcing himself to look away from her. “You should call him back. You wouldn’t screw up things for me. It’s not that hard of a job.”
“But I would rather be a deadbeat than put your job at risk because I fucked up. I always fuck up,” Negan claimed, sadness flooding his voice while she knelt before him. “It’s better to have nothing than to potentially ruin everything for you…”
“You wouldn’t,” she shook her head feeling Negan pressing a soft kiss against the pad of her thumb. Getting up further on her knees, she leaned in and felt Negan’s breath warm over her lips. Bringing their lips together, she was cautious at first in the way that they kissed not sure if it was something that Negan would want. When he pressed in closer and returned the kiss, she sank her fingers into his hair. A wince fell from Negan’s throat when he pulled back and reached up to touch his nose. “God, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay. Worth the pain to kiss you,” Negan shook his head and lowered back in to be more careful in the way that he was kissing her. When she parted her lips, Negan brushed his tongue faintly against hers. A moan escaped his throat when he felt her hands caressing over his thighs. “I just want you to take care of yourself Y/N and I don’t want to be the thing to hurt you again.”
Groaning, Negan felt her kisses tampering off over the side of his neck and he could feel her palms caressing up and over his torso. A nervous sound fell from Negan’s throat when he felt her pushing up at the bottom of his t-shirt he was wearing and reaching for the top of his swim trunks to tug down on the material. With a tense breath, he watched her reach for his body to stroke softly at it making him suck in a sharp breath of air.
“You don’t…you don’t have to do that,” Negan brushed his fingers through her hair when she peppered faint kisses over Negan’s hips. Negan’s pulse leapt in his throat when he felt her fingers wrap around his length. With a loud pant, Negan felt her taking the tip of his manhood between her lips. Soft laps of her tongue were done at the sensitive underside making his head drop back against the shower wall. There was no rushing in doing what she was. It was focused, meticulous and very unhurried while she took her time pleasuring him. The wet kisses she pressed over the ridges of his body made him let out a throaty moan. Wet sounds were falling from her lips while she tenderly sucked at his manhood, dragging her tongue over the most sensitive parts of him. Licking his lips, Negan knew that he could find himself lost in this, but he didn’t want the meaning of this whole discussion to get lost. “I don’t want you to think I said those things just for this.”
“Shh…” she slurred against his body, her other hand caressing over his testicles while his cock started growing erect from her motions. Stroking his fingers through her hair, Negan appreciated the sight of her pleasuring him in such a sensual fashion. Pulling her lips away, she let them linger while she kissed faintly at the tip when she had him fully solid in her grasps. The way she was focusing on certain parts of him had him a breathless mess.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he growled hearing her chuckle against his flesh while her tongue and lips continued their wet caress at the tip of his cock. Both her palms were wrapped around his shaft and he felt his body tremoring. Reaching out, he urged her away from his solid form and leaned forward. “Come here.”
Claiming her mouth with his, Negan kissed her over and over again tasting himself against her lips. Capturing her chin between his thumb and his index finger, he felt his body on fire with what she had been able to build up inside of him.
“I want to return the gesture, but I think it would fucking hurt,” Negan stated, sliding forward to help get her to stand to her feet. Tugging down the material of the shorts she had on, he took her bathing suit bottoms down with it and leaned forward to press faint kisses at the insides of her thighs. Looking up at her with his seductive hazel eyes, he kissed teasingly at the area underneath her navel and smirked. “I don’t care if it hurts…”
“Negan,” she felt his hands hooking tightly to her when he slid down further on the bench that he was sitting on to kiss over the most sacred parts of her. Flicking his tongue out, he did his best to slurp and pamper her with his mouth without hurting himself in return. Her whimpers were escaping her parted lips while her fingers hooked tightly into his thick, dark hair.
“Does he ever cherish you?” Negan tipped his head back and licked his lips, watching the way her wet lips parted and her pupils were dilated with desire for him. “It’s been a while since someone pleasured you, hasn’t it?”
“I haven’t been with Shane in over a month,” she was honest, the room spinning around her when Negan leaned back up to use his mouth to bring her to a shaking mess while she was over him. Negan reached for her and lowered her in closer to him. Their eyes connected when she sank her hips in over Negan making him groan when the warmth of her etched over his erection. “Negan…”
“I miss you so much,” Negan breathed, his lips lingering over the side of her neck when a low guttural moan fell from his throat when she led him carefully into her warmth. It felt incredible inside of her as she lowered herself cautiously over him. Burying his head against the side of her neck, he felt her fingers hooking into his hair while she took her time sinking down over him. When he filled her completely, he tipped his head back and licked his lips looking up at her. “I’m so sorry.”
“So am I,” she muttered starting to slowly raise her hips up before lowering back down over him. It was that sweet stretching, full feeling that Negan could only leave her with. With the way his hazel eyes locked on her, she felt seen again with his aching length inside of her. Resting her forehead against his, their soft pants filled the air while their movements were slow taking the time to get used to one another all over since it had been quite some time.
With a cuss, Negan heard the sound of knocking on the door and his jaw lowered feeling everything inside of him tensing up when she stopped her movement over him, “Yeah?”
“Has your nose stopped bleeding yet?” Negan could hear his mother at the other end of the door and when Negan looked up at Y/N, he could see that something was behind her eyes. A rush full of emotions when she realized what she had been doing and she pulled herself from Negan with a worried breath making him cuss out. “Evie wants to do her cake and she was looking for her parents.”
“We’ll,” Negan looked down at his straining erection and he noticed that Y/N was reaching for her bottoms to pull them on. “We’ll be right out.”
“Okay honey,” Negan’s mother tapped a few times at the door and Negan could see that Y/N slid down in the corner of the shower. “Hey…”
“I can’t believe I did that,” Y/N lowered her head into her hands making Negan worry when he pulled his swimsuit back over his hips. Lowering down onto the floor with her, Negan reached out to try to cup her face in his rough hands. “I’m still dating him Negan. I’m a cheater.”
“Hey, we didn’t…we didn’t finish so not completely,” Negan tried to make it better for her, but he knew that wouldn’t be the way that would make her feel better. Stroking his thumb over her jawline, Negan leaned in to kiss her, but she turned away from him. “You can blame me for this.”
“It was all me,” she shook her head knowing that Shane obviously did have something to worry about when it came to them. They hadn’t finished the sex, but she sure did initiate it all between her and Negan. “This is what I mean Negan. I’m not a good person.”
“You’re not a bad person for loving me,” Negan shook his head doing his best to get her to look at him. “We share something that no one else does and that’s Evie. Shane has been wrong for you from the start. I think deep down, you know that.”
“I still shouldn’t have done that,” she reasoned hating that she only proved Shane right. “I told him he had nothing to worry about when it came to the two of us…”
“But I genuinely love you and you love me,” Negan felt her leaning into his touch and he leaned forward to press a kiss against her forehead. “Please don’t let this destroy you Y/N. You can’t help the way you feel and you deserve to be happy.”
“I don’t know about that,” she shook her head seeing Negan reaching out to cup her face in his rough palms to caress over her face. “Negan…”
“Please stop beating yourself up over being human Y/N,” Negan begged leaning forward to kiss her faintly again, his forehead pressing in against hers. “Let’s go be with the one thing we’ve always done right and finish off our daughter’s birthday right. Please don’t punish yourself for this.”
Negan helped pull her up to her feet while he stroked his thumb over the side of her neck, “Everything is going to be okay, I promise.”
Taking his hand in hers, all she could do was pray that was true because with the way she was feeling right now, she only thought that bad would follow if anyone ever found out what had started to happen tonight between her and Negan. She just hoped she would be able to hide it considering things were already toxic enough with Shane and she didn’t know how she was going to handle anything more.
Right now all that mattered was giving Evie the best birthday that they could and that’s what she hoped that they would accomplish. Their emotions and feelings should be secondary when it came to their child and she knew that now.
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The Padded Palace Act III: Chapter 12
DISCLAIMER: This story contains diaper usage, crossdressing, language, humiliation, masturbation/diaper sex, and other ABDL themes. Be sure to check out the link in the description if you need to start all the way back from the first chapter in Act I! I hope you enjoy!
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“Chus go firs!”
“Nuh-uh! Chus go firs!”
Standing at the top of the big slide that was at the heart of CrissCon, Skye and Missy were engaged in a small spat over which of them would brave the steep incline first. “Dis ish toopid! Jus go awweady,” scoffed Skye, trying to make it seem like Missy was being a baby for delaying her turn.
“Oh, I-I gonna go,” responded Missy, refusing to let her male pride take any sort of damage no matter how many frills she was wearing, “Unwike chus! Chus jus a chicken! Does baby chick need a hug fwom Mommy?” She giggled along with her taunts, which only served to build on Skye’s already boiling rage.
Scrunching up her face, Skye fell for Missy’s taunting easily, believing she now had to go first to prove she was better. “Nod a chicken an I’ww pwove it! Da bigges sood go firs anyway,” she said, stepping up to the edge of the slide and instantly feeling her nerve dissolving.
Unfortunately, Skye’s final comment may have worked a tad too well, as Missy realized that she would be ceding who was bigger to Skye. “Nuh! I gossa go firs now,” she said, flipping her decision-making entirely as she rushed toward the mouth of the slide. In her haste, she ended up bumping into Skye and tripping over her, sending the two of them hurling down the slide at the same time. When they finally reached the bottom, the con staff who were standing around for assistance looked less than pleased with them for this but they didn’t care. They were too busy giggling while flopped over each other and having the time of their lives.
Watching from up on the balcony of the Bigs Only Bar, Mother Elma and Latasha laughed as they watched the scene unfold, delighted by how well their Littles were getting along. “See, I told you they’d get along. Skye’s not as Little as you think,” she said with a hint of tipsiness creeping into her voice as she talked up Skye like a doting pageant mom.
“Alright, alright. I’ll admit when I’m wrong. They do appear to be having fun together,” said Elma, rolling her eyes playfully at Latasha’s know-it-all attitude. She played with the rim of her half-full drink, nursing her beverage far longer than Latasha was, “Speaking of fun together, let’s jump back to the subject of your new boy toy. You were just getting into his sissy tendencies and I, for one, refuse to let the conversation die before you get to the juicy stuff.”
Giggling like a gossiping schoolgirl, Latasha slammed down the rest of her drink before diving back in with Elma. “I gotta say, it’s been adorable to watch him come into his own with ABDL. It’s not every day that you get to help someone explore kink from the ground up,” she said, unaware of how inflated her ego was, “Like, I initially hired him in hopes of finding someone who wouldn’t be as constantly horny as his predecessor. I didn’t expect him to end up making me horny in return.”
Raising her glass to Latasha’s empty one, Elma clinked glasses with her former protege while wearing a knowing smile. “Sounds to me like your Mommy Dom senses were tingling and you acted on it. You’re doing precisely what I taught you to,” she said, taking the smallest of sips before returning her glass to the square napkin it was resting on.
“Nuh-uh, I don’t think I’d go that far. It was mostly a series of unfortunate events that led to him being diapered in the first place,” said Latasha, dismissing Elma’s assertion outright. She raised her hand to get the bartender’s attention, continuing her statement without looking at Elma and her slowly faltering expression, “Trust me, Connor’s a lot timider than you might expect. Besides myself, Carol, and now you, no one else knows about his secret new fetish and I don’t see that changing anytime soon.”
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“Eeeeeek! Why are your hands so cold and sticky?” remarked Connor, trying to keep his mind occupied on anything else as he lay against the padded changing table with Ellie peeling away his slightly moistened pull-up. His face only grew redder as the damp undergarment was yanked out from under him, leaving him naked from the waist down. Several giggles chirped away at his expense, causing him to shift his hands southward to cover his exposed genitalia, “You’re enjoying this way too much.”
Wearing the biggest smile Connor had ever seen, Ellie couldn’t have possibly been happier if she tried as she flattened out the wide, thick diaper and slid it under Connor’s slightly raised butt. “Uh-huh! How cood I not?!” she said, sounding even more Little despite the power position she found herself in. Swatting away Connor’s shy hands, she lifted the nearby bottle of baby powder and began to dump copious amounts of white dust all over her caretaker’s crotch. This created a massive cloud of powder all around the changing table, forcing Connor to cough softly.
“Go easy on him! We don’t wanna overdo it on his first time!” shouted Riri from the sidelines, anxiety dripping from every word she said. If possible, she would’ve been physically barricading the changing table with her body until Ellie calmed down.
Sadly, Stacy was holding Riri back from holding Ellie back, ensuring Connor would get the blushy diapering that he’s had coming to him for a long time. “Calm down, Riri. Connor made his choice. If he wanted to get off that changing table, there’s nothing Ellie could do to stop him,” she asserted, her surprisingly reasonable argument getting Riri to back down from her protests.
As the cloud of dusty powder finally settled, Connor’s hands once again shot down to cover his junk, this time for a far more embarrassing reason. “Don make me smack dose hans agin or I’ww- …oh…hehehe…” snickered Ellie as she pried Connor’s weakened limbs away, revealing a throbbing hard-on underneath, “...maybe I sood tuck a buzzy toy into chus diapee if chus gonsa get dis escited! I even goss one wite hewe.” She held up a tiny, egg vibrator for Connor to see.
Turning so red that he was threatening to burst a blood vessel in his cheeks. Connor meekly shook his head. “I-I-I don’t think that’s necessary,” he said, uncertain if he wanted Ellie to listen to him or not.
Mercifully, for the sake of Connor’s sanity, Ellie set the vibrator aside. Though, she also made sure that Connor knew that while it had been set aside, it could just as easily be picked back up. “I’ww jus weave dis hewe fo now an chus can wet me know when just wans it,” she said, intentionally using “when” and not “if'' in her sentence. With a touch more powder on his backside, she rested Connor’s butt back down on the cushy padding and folded the plush diaper front over his stiffy, making sure to brush against it as often as she could as she placed the four tapes on the landing pad.
Sitting up in his new diaper, Connor was instantly blown away by how much thicker it was than his pull-ups as the pink pamper instantly puffed up with air, which made it feel like he was sitting in a fluffy bubble. Other than a handful of occasions, he hadn’t worn real diapers much since his first play session with Latasha and wasn’t used to how much bulkier they were. Though, given the number of hungry eyes that were staring at him, the diaper somehow seemed even bigger than when he wore in his Mommy’s presence.
“What do you think?” said Riri, approaching the changing table to get a closer look now that Stacy was no longer preventing her. She placed a gentle hand on Connor’s right arm, wanting him to know that if things ever got too overwhelming, there was someone amongst the small group of Littles who had his best interest in mind.
Connor needn’t say much, though, with his pulsing cock saying more than enough from inside the cozy confines of his diaper. Still, he did his best to verbalize what he was feeling, “I-It’s definitely softer than the pull-ups,” he said, his voice trembling despite how cool he was trying to play off his reaction.
“If you think that’s soft, wait until we get you into this,” said Stacy, running up behind Ellie and Riri to show off a pink nightie with white lace trim that she had pulled from the nursery wardrobe. Connor instantly recognized the nightie as the one Skye changed into whenever she was put down for a nap, recalling how smooth and silky her satin nightie always felt as he put her into it. The fabric was thicker and far more expensive than the thinner nighties he wore to bed, making it all the more desirable for Connor to wear.
However, not all were as entranced by Stacy’s suggestion as Connor was. Snatching the silky pajamas from Stacy’s hand, Riri had allowed Ellie and especially Stacy to walk over herself and Connor for long enough. “I get that you’re having fun and are both super excited to bring out Connor’s sissy side but let’s not throw it all at him at once. Let’s consider his feelings for a second and let him decide how far he wants to go tonight,” she said with a fervent amount of passion in her voice.
Unfortunately, that passion was quickly disregarded by Stacy, who nudged Riri out of the way and stepped up to the changing table before reaching down and cupping the front of Connor’s pointed diaper. “Trust me, I think his feelings are speaking pretty loud and clear for themselves,” she scoffed, teasingly caressing her hand around Connor’s padded nob.
Gasping from the attention Stacy was showering him with, Connor was struggling to comprehend everything that was happening. It was as if a heavy fog was obstructing his mind, keeping it from responding to the world around him. All he could do was feel shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his veins with every twitch of Stacy’s hand, powerless to keep himself from growing more aroused as he gazed at the nightie in Riri’s hand. With what little brain power he still had, he was wholly surprised by the reaction he was having over being turned into a sissy baby at the hands of three of the most immature women he’d ever met in his life. Moreover, the most surprising thing of all was that, no matter how much his anxiety was trying to get him to put a stop to all this, he never wanted it to end.
“Will you two both stop? We get the chance to diaper our caregiver for a night and you two are acting like a pair of bitter old hags,” said Ellie, being the last of the Littles to shrug off her faux lisp, “There’s an easier way to decide this than by arguing about it. Connor, do you need us to slow down or do you want us to keep going?” Her question turned everyone’s attention to Connor as they awaited his answer with bated breath.
Glancing back and forth between the myriad of expressions that each of the three girls had on, Connor opened his mouth to answer but found that the words didn’t want to come out. It was as if the little male ego inside his body made one last effort to stop him from tipping past the point of no return before going silent entirely. He wanted this and he needed to find a way to admit that, both to the girls and to himself. In the end, all he could do was stare longingly at the satin nightie and nod his head, unable to verbalize his desires.
Thankfully, Connor had said all he needed to convince Stacy, who gleefully tugged the nightie free from Riri’s hands at Connor’s behest. “You see? Quit worrying so much and let’s give our widdwe sissy baby the best night of HER life,” she said, ripping off Connor’s t-shirt before stretching out the bottom hem of the nightie and tossing it over Connor’s head. The night may not have gone down how she’d planned it to, with her initial intention being to force Connor into a game of dress-up with the power of blackmail. However, while it was still a bummer that her biggest trump card in the Palace was now worthless, the result she had hoped for was still being achieved.
Drifting through the neverending sea of satin that surrounded him on all sides, Connor’s sissy clitty only grew harder in his padded confines as he swam toward the trio of small openings at the top. As his head and arms popped out of the nightie, he was swallowed up by the flustered feelings that were filling his heart with joy.
Before Connor could take in what was happening, he was being stood up and guided toward a mirror with Stacy preening over his nightie the whole way, guaranteeing there wasn’t a single crease by the time Connor was able to view his reflection. What he saw was perhaps the most magical sight he’d ever seen in his life. He wasn’t just wearing something girly as he did with Latasha. He truly looked like he belonged in this reflection, surrounded by pastel pinks, girly outfits, and baby stuff on all sides. He let out a girlish giggle as he twirled his skirt back and forth, unable to get enough of the sheer fabric brushing against his legs.
Connor was so transfixed by his reflection that he failed to notice Stacy, Riri, and Ellie gathering around him so that all four of them were visible in the mirror. “Now this is a party,” said Stacy, snickering as she padded Connor on the butt, causing his face to burn bright red as his mind returned to reality. She then lifted the make-up bag she had been playing with earlier into view, holding it next to Connor’s head to ensure he got a good, long look at it, “Well, almost a party. We still haven’t done our make-up yet.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
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