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„I want to cuddle.“ Stanley made himself known, as he tended to, the Narrator frowning slightly at his partner. Compared to the Narrator, Stanley could be called needy, even if he wasn't really - the Narrator was simply quite happy with less physical affection.
„I'm well aware, my dear, but if we could please focus?“, the Narrator replied. While he wasn't uncomfortable with indulging Stanley's needs, he easily became understimulated - or, if you so want to say, bored.
Understandably, Stanley wasn't quite satisfied with that answer. He didn't want to force the Narrator, of course, but he also wanted to cuddle and hold his partner and pepper him in love and affection. And maybe be held in return and be nuzzled into. That'd be nice.
„But I'm bored and I want to be close to you.“ Stanley was well aware that the Narrator would get bored in turn - one of them was bound to be, in the end. Maybe he should figure out a way for both of them to get comfortable and happy?
„I know. You can always join me here and we'll cuddle later.“, the Narrator answered, patting the chair next to his own. Stanley sighed and plopped down, gaze moving over the Narrator's desk as his partner went back to... whatever it was he had been doing. Stanley hadn't paid much attention if he was honest.
Leaning against the Narrator's shoulder, Stanley's eyes got caught on a little object on the other's desk. No one could claim the man was overly tidy - his desk was a little cluttered just like his mind was - so it wasn't shocking. Still, the dust that would eventually gather without use...
He reached forward to grab it, the Narrator not paying him any mind. He was free to grab whatever he liked, after all, and the Narrator trusted him with his things. The Narrator had told him he was allowed to... encourage him to relax. Let himself drift. And Stanley would get his cuddles.
„I'm... sorry, Stanley. I know you require more physical affection than I usually offer.“, the Narrator spoke softly, leaning back in his chair, „Perhaps we could... put on a movie? Something to keep my mind engaged and let you cuddle.“
Stanley hummed lightly and nodded. A good compromise, but... he leaned forward and into the Narrator's space, bringing the little object in his hand towards his mouth. The Narrator didn't even think, lips parting - the pacifier landing easily between.
„We could do that. Nice and relaxing, hm?“ Stanley let go, smiling softly as the Narrator suckled on the pacifier. He could put on a Disney movie or something maybe, let his Narrator be soft and little and relax.
The Narrator hummed softly, nodding lightly. He shifted, fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt. If he didn't want to regress, he wouldn't, but... he did want to. He wanted to be small and soft and vulnerable. He didn't let himself be little often - yet alone around someone.
But he's told Stanley he can nudge him to regress. To just give him something of his... well, baby-stuff. Pacifier, his little blankie toy to suckle on. Really anything for his mild oral fixation, trigger the self-soothing part of him. And let him baby him a little.
„C'mon darling. Let's get you nice and soft, yea?“ Stanley smiled as he stood up and gently grabbed the Narrator's hands, tugging him from his chair. He settled his partner on the edge of his bed, helping him change into a nice big warm and soft hoodie and giving him a kiss on the forehead.
„I'll set up a movie, alright? And then we can cuddle.“ Stanley was loathe to leave his baby there, but the Narrator hummed his agreement and nodded. So Stanley went back to the Narrator's computer to find a movie and turn on the speakers, while the Narrator grabbed a stuffie to hug and wait for Stanley.
Far too quickly he got bored, sliding off the bed to his knees. He scooted his way over towards Stanley, tugging on his shirt. Stanley chuckled softly, reaching over one hand to pet his Narrator, cooing at him as the other leaned against his legs.
„Almost, baby. Just a second.“ he tried to be quick, truly just taking the first kid-friendly movie he found, putting it on fullscreen and making sure the speakers were on and used. As soon as he could, he got up and helped his little guy make a soft spot on the ground where they could cuddle together.
Blankets, pillows and stuffies, his baby was quick to lay on his back and watch him with big eyes as Stanley did most of the work of making their nest. Once it was done, Stanley settled down with his little one; the Narrator eagerly curled into Stanley's side, one hand grasping his shirt and his gaze drawn up towards the screen.
„My sweet darling.“ Stanley smiled, holding the Narrator close and running a hand through his hair. He liked seeing his partner so soft and relaxed, cuddly and a little clingy. And, well, he was awfully cute, wasn't he? His adorable little baby boy.
By the end of the movie, the Narrator nuzzled his face into Stanley, making soft little sounds. Stanley couldn't help but coo over him again, moving some hair out of the other's face with a smile. The Narrator squirmed a little, making a humming sound and hiding his face further in Stanley's chest, making him chuckle.
„You're so cute.“ Stanley smiled, wrapping both arms around the Narrator and pulling him on top of himself. The Narrator made a startled little sound before giggling, shifting on top of Stanley to be comfortable, laying his head on Stanley's shoulder.
„My adorable little baby boy~“ Stanley gently rocked his darling on top of him, hearing his little giggle softly. The Narrator pat Stanley's chest, pushing himself up a little. Stanley, in turn, shifted and moved to sit up with the Narrator in his lap.
„Yes sweetie? Does my baby want something?“ Stanley questioned with a smile, unable to keep himself from running his hand through his hair again. The Narrator hummed and nodded, though he seemed reluctant to part with his pacifier.
Stanley's smile softened, gently tugging on the other's pacifier until he relented and let him take it from him. „Try again darling?“ Stanley prompted softly, his other arm still wrapped around the Narrator and holding him.
„Wan'... drink.“, the Narrator mumbled softly, voice gentler than usual. It made Stanley smile, barely able to resist cooing over him again. He was just too cute! He pressed a loud but loving kiss on the Narrator's forehead, smiling as his darling smiled in turn.
„I'll get you some juice, mh?“ Stanley offered. The Narrator nodded eagerly, scrambling off of Stanley's lap, flopping into their nest. Stanley chuckled softly, grabbing the Narrator's little blanket-toy to give to him. The corner had a little chewing spot on it, perfect for the Narrator to suckle on.
Stanley got up to grab a little juice-box from the kitchen, before he returned back to his baby. He stuck the straw in and sat down next to the Narrator, gently helping him to sit up again, before handing him the little box. The Narrator eagerly grabbed it instead of his blankie, holding it with both hands as he drank.
„My sweet thing. How can anyone be so cute?“ Stanley gentle pet the Narrator, knowing just how much his partner enjoyed that. The Narrator eagerly leaned into the touch, the little juice box soon making a gurgling sound as it emptied. Stanley took it from him to throw it into the trash, before his little was already barrelling into his chest again.
Stanley laughed softly, wrapping his arms around the Narrator in turn and nuzzling into his hair. The Narrator squirmed his way into Stanley's lap, wrapping himself fully around his partner, making a happy little sound. Stanley pressed kisses to the Narrator's head, before simply resting his head on the other's. He liked just being close like this, cuddling and holding each other.
But even when regressed, the Narrator was soon shifting his head restlessly. „Bored...“, he complained softly, making Stanley smile lightly. Of course. Even if the Narrator was a little clingy and more cuddly, he still wasn't satisfied by just cuddling. He had a feeling just another movie would be boring his little as well, though.
He supposed that meant no more cuddling for now. The Narrator had some wooden blocks somewhere, maybe they could play with those? Or drawing. Stanley had multiple colouring books and lots of stuff to colour with. Would that be enough for the Narrator? Or did he need music or something to play as well?
His little was always so... peculiar. Stanley liked quiet, the Narrator preferred noise. Maybe he should just put something on on his phone, give his darling earbuds, and then they could both have what they needed. The Narrator would have sound and could watch something if he needed, and Stanley could enjoy quiet and being with his partner. And the Narrator would still be able to hear him well enough.
„Alright, let's play, hm?“ Stanley relaxed his hold on the Narrator, letting him pull back a little. He didn't let him off his lap before giving him a big kiss though, smiling as the Narrator giggled softly. And once it was bedtime, they could cuddle again, until they fell asleep. That sounded nice.