chapter thirty five

tatum stared in awe at the girl in which sat in front of him. he always thought his little looked absolutely angelic, but he could definitely tell that she had been through a lot in the past twenty four hours. it was caused by him, yes, but he would also be the one to fix it.

"let's get you washed, my love." he sweetly soothed, rubbing her back as he picked her up by the arms slowly. lydia didn't contest, as she was still adjusting to her situation. she didn't feel hurt at all, so she was confused as to how and where she fell. she wouldn't ask questions though, because she knew how tatum was.

the two made their way to the bedroom, where tatum then began to start a warm bath for his little. she stared blankly at the filling tub, waiting for tatums exit. she didn't know whether or not he wanted to stay, but either way she didn't feel comfortable with that. they had already had similar conversations about her level of comfortability with being so exposed around tatum, but tatum was tatum.

"c'mon, little." he soothed, gently tugging on her loosely fitted sleep shirt. it was actually one of tatums old shirts from middle school, as he had snuck it into her wardrobe. he knew she wouldn't notice, as he was also sized a bit smaller in middle school. he found so much of himself in her, but he also saw them to be unalike in every way possible.

"y- you want to be in here, tate?" she stuttered, as she was unaware as to how he would respond to that. everyone knew that it was hard to predict tatum. even tatum knew that, but lydias concerns held fear behind them.

"i'm going to be in here lydia." he stated, now with a more forceful grip on her. and by surprise, lydia did not react. she simply nodded her head with a sigh, and continued to let him undress her. she almost felt bad in a way, as tatum had never really done anything to hurt her. he had been rough with her multiple times, yes, but he had been extremely sweet to her for the most recent times she could remember.

"c- can i please do it tate?" she quietly pleaded as by then he had reached down to her undergarments. and surprisingly, tatum did not contest.

"you can do it, baby." he sweetly assured, backing up to watch her change. lydia stood for a brief second before responding with a quick, yet grateful, nod of her head. she very surprised with the boys reaction to her request, but she was unexpectedly pleased.

lydia slowly began at her small lace bralette, carefully unhooking the clips on the back. she surprisingly didn't feel extremely uncomfortable, as tatum had been very compliant in her request to changer her own undergarments. but of course, tatums energy quickly felt more threatening as she pulled her bralette off.

"i'm so in love with you, my little lydia." he sweetly whispered, walking back towards the small girl. she became slightly afraid, as tatums expression seemed to shift as she began to undress. however, once he saw lydias expression, his mind had cleared up again. he promised to himself that he would stop scaring her, so that's what he was going to pledge by.

"are you uncomfortable, little?" he softly asked, looking down at the girl in front of him. lydia took this as her chance to speak up once more, as she would recognize that she would only stand up for herself of he was being gentle.

"i'm sorry, baby. i won't touch you," he began, after lydia shook her head yes to being uncomfortable.

and that's exactly what he did, he left her body alone. of course, he wouldn't leave the bathroom, but he did his best to make her feel comfortable. believe it or not, tatum felt remorse for his actions. not for river, but for his little. if she had ever regained her memory of the incident that had occurred earlier he knew she would absolutely never trust him. he didn't know if she would ever trust him anyways, but he still held on to an immense amount of hope.

as lydia finished getting undressed and was now completely unclothed in front of him, his mind began to race. his mind never ceased to admire his little's figure. she was absolutely perfect to the boy, and she never failed to seem as an angel in his eyes. her perfect smooth skin radiated off angelic energy, as his little stood still in front of him awaiting his direction.

now of course, tatums brain racked with images of himself making love to the sweet small girl. the images were spitfire, and his brain wouldn't silence itself. his mind raced with the thought of being deep inside of the girl, having her screech his name as he continued to work with the angelic movements of her body.

tatum led the girl to the tub, controlling his senses to grab her and fuck her senselessly. he wanted her consent to do these things of course, so he would make no motions to do so. instead, he gently washed off the small girl. he made sure that she felt comfortable as well, checking in on her facial expressions every few seconds.

on the other hand, lydia was surprisingly comfortable. she felt warm, and she didn't know if it was from the warm bath or the boy helping her take it. tatum held a comforting energy sometimes, only when he was sweet to her of course. tatum was being very gentle with her, and she felt as though for once he was genuinely trying to help her.

"what's that?" the girl asked, pointing towards tatum. the boy looked down, immediately understanding what his little was talking about.

"nothing, baby." he quickly said, shifting his body to avoid his hard on from showing. he couldn't help it, but he was glad that she didn't know what it was.

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"what's you're favorite animal, tate?" the girl curiously asked as she watched him cook.

"favorite animal?" he chuckled, turning to look at his little.

"yeah! everyone has one, what's yours?" she asked in a giddy tone as she hopped onto the counter, beginning to swing her legs off of it.

"i don't know, little. maybe a ladybug?" he answered, flipping the quesadilla on the stovetop. he enjoyed when lydia made conversation with him, so he did played along. anything to hear her little voice was enough for him.

"i like those too! i always thought they were so pretty, although i wish they came in pink! why do you like ladybugs?" she happily questioned, excited to be having such a serious (to her) conversation about things they loved.

"because they look like you, little!" he laughed, now taking the quesadilla off the stove and onto a plate.

"what? i look like a bug? how so?" she asked further.

"you're dainty, and you're beautiful, baby. they remind me of you." he simply answered as he placed the plate on the dinner table.

"that's nice of you, tatum! you remind me of a spider i think."

"oh yeah? why is that?"

"because they're scary sometimes, but there is also very cute ones that are sweet and loving. kind of like the house pet ones that stay in cages!" she excitedly explained, jumping off of the counter and placing herself at the dinner table.

"you're sweet, baby." he slowly responded with a smile. he loved how excited she got about such a simple conversation, as he knew that her excitement was genuine.

"how long do you think our sleepover streak is going to go on for, tate?" she innocently asked, taking a small bite out of her quesadilla.

"a long time, little." he sweetly responded.

OKKKK NOW UR FOR REALLLL STARTING TO SEE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT FROM TATUMMMM THIS IS SO EXCITING I LOVE WHEN HES LIKE DAT

writing the next update as soon as i publish this, love u guys :)