I Love Arguing That Im Not A Baby, Not Because It Bothers Me When Someone Says It, But Its So Nice When

I love arguing that “I’m not a baby”, not because it bothers me when someone says it, but it’s so nice when somebody proves me wrong because I’m small, sensitive, and accident prone.

It’s like them accepting me when I feel “little” or saying it’s okay for me to want to be taken care of sometimes, and that is such a relief.

I’m always scared I’m a burden or annoying or weird. So when I pout and say, “I’m not a baby.” there’s nothing else that would make my heart flutter more than them saying, “Yes you are, you’re my baby.”

Daddy braiding your hair after he was just deep inside your little pussy minutes ago. Because he loves so much when you look pretty for him princess

being called "dumb" turns me on so much..... but not in a "you're genuinely an idiot" way, more of a "aww baby, your brain just turns off when your needy, huh? you can't even make proper sentences. you're so cute and pathetic, my little dumb pet" way

froot loops and milk in my cat cup 🍼

ever since i was a little kid i knew i wanted to stay a little kid

you have to kiss her on her paci