Zsadist had just gotten out of the shower and was waiting on his Shellan to come back from the kitchen. Putting on some sweats, he was about to lay down and wait for his Female when he heard a soft whimper coming from the nursery. He raised an eyebrow when he heard the whimper turn into a load cry. “Dear Virgin Scribe little one.” He said smiling as he opened the door that separated the nursery from mahmen’s and daddy’s room. He went over to his daughter who was red from all of the crying. He looked outside and saw what had scared her. There was a storm out, his little one hated storms, it was even worse when they were like this one, lightning and thunder. “Hush my child. Father is here to protect you.” He picked up his daughter and held her close in his arms, cradling her like he had the first time. He began to run his fingers through her silky hair and kept planting kisses on her cheeks and forehead, trying everything he could to soother her. “Papa?” Nalla whispered. “Yes my darling?” “Can you sing me the song that you always do when it rains please?” Zsadist smiled and nodded. “But of course my sweet child anything for you.” https://youtube/watch?v=H_e-23GSWxM
Posted on: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 07:15:22 +0000
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