The Call. [6]

Casey's POV

I'm sitting on my bed, leaning against my head board, a soft purple blanket over my legs and feet. Feeling the soft silk across them due to the fact that I'm only wearing a shirt and panties. I'm staring at my phone, me and daddy's texts being on the illuminating screen, and waiting for his call. My heart is beating so fast and so loud, I can hear it in my ears. I'm so nervous.. My phone starts vibrating, "Incoming Call from..", and a number pops up.

That must be daddy!

I quickly answer the phone and I here a deep but soft voice say, "Hello? Kitten?"

I giggle quietly and bite my lip hard for a second to keep from squealing. "H-Hi d-daddy!"

I hear him chuckle softly from the other side of the phone, "You sound more adorable than you already do in your texts."

My face flushes red and I sigh in relief that he can't see me right now. "D-Daddy.. Shhh... No I don't.."

I hear him laugh softly, and it's like I can feel his smile through the phone. "Yes, you do baby."

"N-no.. I-I'm anything b-but adorable..." I stutter out through the phone. My face flushing more, I'm feeling the heat on my cheeks. I'm still so nervous about everything...

"Mhm. You're most definitely the cutest thing ever. You also belong to me, which means I own the most adorable thing ever. So don't argue with daddy." He tells me sternly through the phone, and with the phone right in my ear, I hear him clearly, making me shudder slightly at how his voice is demanding yet soft at the same time.

"D-dadaaa... S-stop it.. You're making me f-feel weird things.." I whine quietly and look down to the small dent coming up from my covers where my sensitive parts are.

I hear him chuckle and I blush darker. "Is my baby's princely parts tingling?"

I cover my face with one of my hands, even though he can't see me, I feel embarrassed and want to hide. "Y-yes sir.. a little..."

I hear him chuckle softly, "That's adorable kitten, you got a little hard on our very first call." He pauses and whispers, "And it's because of me."

"D-Daddy.. I-I shouldn't b-be hard on our first c-call... I-I'm s-s-sorry.."  I mumble quietly into the phone, but loud enough so that he could understand what I said. It would've been more embarrassing if he asked me to repeat it, so I didn't want that to happen.

"Kitten. Don't say sorry for that, you can't help it." He tells me sternly, making me shudder slightly, hearing it directly in my ear. "You're just a little baby after all, you're my little baby, so don't apologize for it."

"B-but d-daddy.." He interrupted me with a low warning growl, making me whimper quietly. "Y-Yes s-sir.."

"Good kitty." He tells me softly. "So what are you doing baby?" I uncover my face hand look around me, down at my blanket that's covering my lower half. The only light illuminating the area around me, so that I can see my blanket, is my pink lamp that's on my nightstand next to my bed.

"N-nothing much... I'm just sitting against my bed frame.. I-I'm not wearing much..." I whisper the last part, hoping that he could hear it, wanting to be a tease. I grab my soft blanket in my free hand and rub over it with my thumb.

"You're not~? Then what all are you wearing baby?" He asks me inquiringly. I blush darkly and pull the blanket up to cover my face.

"L-long sleeved s-shirt and p-panties.." I stutter out, embarrassed. I forgot that I didn't tell him about the fact that I wore panties... I-I wonder if h-he'll think i-it's weird.. or t-that I'm m-more weird t-than he probably already thinks I am.

I hear him chuckle softly from the other side of the phone again, and I blush darker, hoping he won't leave me or make fun of me. "That's adorable baby. I didn't know that you wore panties, I bet they look amazing on you."

I swear that my heart just skipped a beat. I can't believe that he didn't make fun of me.. and he said it was cute! I-I.. Agh... "N-Nuhuh..."

"Yuhuh. Don't argue with daddy." He tells me sternly. "What kind of panties are they baby?"

"T-they're p-purple.. and l-lace.."  I stutter out, still embarrassed about it. I grip the blanket and cover my face more.

"Aww, that's so cute kitty, I really wish I was there to see them on you." He says seductively, making me shiver. I blush even darker, if possible, and make some inaudible noise.

"N-no.. y-you don't... t-they look b-bad on me.. I-I bet they do.." I stutter, tearing up a little. I never look good in anything.. even if I tried... I always look gross and ugly... he.. even told me that before he left..

"Do not say that. You're beautiful." He says sternly. "I know that they just look amazing on you baby, anything that you wear looks amazing on you."

"Y-you don't even k-know what I look like..." I stutter out, realizing that he really doesn't know what I look like. We've never swapped pictures or anything, or even described what we look like. I've only said that I'm super feminine but he doesn't know how much..

"That doesn't matter to me, I know that you're beautiful, whether it's on the inside or out." He says gently. "Now that you have me thinking of it, what do you look like?"

"I-I.." I stutter, not knowing how to describe how I look. Also being scared that he might not like how I look.. "I-I have silver hair that's tinted purple.. it was originally brown.. but I-I dyed it so much in middle school... I-I have light green eyes.. I-I wear really feminine things.. m-my favorite thing to wear is a l-long sleeved, soft shirt and panties, and i-if I go outside with the shirt o-on t-then I-I wear leggings.."

"That is.. the most.. adorable thing I've ever heard." He says adoringly, "I really really want to see you now, so badly."

My face was burning, and I grip my blanket so hard that my knuckles turn white. He keeps saying these things so easily... I-I wonder if he looks like what he sounds like.. "N-no you don't... I-I l-look awful.." I stutter out embarrassed and nervous, "T-tell me what you look like.."

"Yes I do. And, I have black hair, dark brown eyes, I normally have on black pants, most of my pants are ripped at the knees, and a black shirt if I'm out of the house, but inside I wear just boxers, maybe a black shirt with them." He describes himself to me. I blush just imagining him, and bite my lip hard.

"I-I really want to see you daddy..." I mumble quietly. "Y-you sound handsome and beautiful.. and I already know that your personality is amazing and I just.. really want to see you..." I can't believe I just said all of that. I didn't think I was going to right away.

"I'm not amazing or anything kitty, I want to see you too, and I know that you're the best thing ever..." He says softly, I can hear his small sigh from the other side of the phone. "I can't wait until I have you to myself, sitting on my lap, holding you.. Just feeling you near..."

"I can't wait for that either daddy.." I yawn out quietly, my eyes starting to become heavier, and harder to keep open.

I hear him chuckle quietly from the other side, and I blush lightly, but I'm too tired to really care about being embarrassed. I lay down and snuggle into the blanket while holding the phone up to my ear still.

"Are you tired baby?" Papa asks softly after I yawn. I yawn again by accident, my eye lids getting heavier and heavier, it feels harder to keep my eyes open.

"Mhm.. I'm sorry daddy..." I mumble quietly, not really having the energy to talk louder.

"That's okay baby! You don't need to apologize." He sternly says, "Turn off any lights that you have on in your room."

"Y-Yes sir.." I sit up a little, and reach over to my lamp that's sitting on my nightstand, and turn it off. Then I lay back down into my bed under my soft blanket and nuzzle into it, still holding the phone up to my ear the whole time.

"Good kitty. Now, are you laying in bed and comfy under the covers?" He asks me softly, but you can tell that there is a hint of demand in his voice.

"Y-Yes sir.. I'm all snuggled under them..." I mumble softly into the device and yawn again quietly.

"Good, now make sure that you get plenty of sleep, and if you have a nightmare then call daddy if you need to, or text daddy instead if that's what you want, okay?" He lets me know. I smile to myself and blush lightly. He's the best daddy ever...

"Y-Yes sir.. b-but what if you're a-asleep..?" I ask worryingly, "I-I don't want t-to wake you up.."

"I don't care if I'm asleep, my baby's needs come first. So make sure to call me, okay?" He asks me sternly, yet the concern and care is clear in his beautiful deep voice.

"Y-Yes sir.." I mumble softly, and blush lightly. He really does seem to care a lot.. a lot more than.. my last daddy...

"Good. Now, are you all comfy and ready for bed baby?" He asks me softly, and I yawn quietly.

I nod my head slowly, but quickly realize that he can't see me, and blush lightly from how embarrassing that is. "Y-yes s-sir.."

"Good kitty, go to sleep now, okay?" He says it more as a demand, so I didn't respond to it just yet. "Goodnight, have sweet dreams, baby."

"T-thank you daddy.. G-goodnight, have s-sweet dreams too." I stutter quietly, and yawn softly. My eye lids are heavier and I know I can't stay up for too much longer.

"You don't need to thank me baby. Go to sleep now. Text daddy when you wake up." He tells me sternly, and I answer with another yes sir. "Good, now goodnight baby boy."

"Goodnight dada.." I mumble, and I hear the phone call end. Once I realize that the phone call has ended, I reach over and grab my phone charger, and plug it into my phone. Then I lay my phone beside my pillow, next to me. I lay back down and slowly close my eyes. Thoughts that were swarming my mind instantly went quiet as I drifted off into a deep sleep.

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