Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp7)

Ozzy: *doesn't wake while he puts it on him, though that morning he whimpers as he begins to wake, sensing that all is not well down south, he needs a change*

Thrax: *stirs as he wakes* Huh? *looks down at Ozzy and smiles* What's wrong baby?

Ozzy: *sniffs clinging a little* M'wet...

Thrax: *lifts him up, resting his head against his bare chest* Let's get you changed in a dry diadie.

Ozzy: *nods a little, sniffling*

Thrax: *carries Ozzy into the living room and lays him down on the floor, unbuttoning the sleeper* Don't worry baby you'll be dry in no time. *takes the soaked diaper off Ozzy and throw it is the pale* You're really wet ya know. *slides a clean diaper under, powders and oils before fastening it tight* There you go all dry. *buttons up the sleeper**

Ozzy: One more thing... I've still kinda gotta go but I'm holding it...

Thrax: *taps his nose* Why do you think you're wearing diapers at the minute, baby. *smirks* Maybe this'll help. *begins to tickle Ozzy on the ribs*

Ozzy: Gah! No... C'mon... I wanna use the toilet...

Thrax: *continues to tickle him* You'll never make it baby.

Ozzy: No stop! I can make it but not with you doing that! Quit!

Thrax: *smirks wickedly* Oh I see how it is. *unbuttons the sleeper and blows a loud raspberry into Ozzy's stomach*

Ozzy: I said no! *clamps down* Stooop... Seriously I really wanna try to make it... * squirms, trying to make him stop*

Thrax: You've done it once before, why not again. *continues to tickles Ozzy and blows another raspberry into his stomach*

Ozzy: C'mon just help me to the bathroom ok...

Thrax: *shrugs* Suit yourself. *carries him into the bathroom and set him on the toilet* I'll be outside if you need me. *walks out*

Ozzy: Hey I can't hardly stand remember?

Thrax: *leans against the door* Wanna prove you're a big boy don't ya? *smirks*

Ozzy: This isn't funny... Seriously... You can't punish me cause I didn't wanna crap my pants can you? You know how uncomfortable that is? Not to mention embarrassing…, be fair...

Thrax: *crosses his arms* This coming from a cell who drinking from a bottle, cries in his sleep and wets himself? *smirks*

Ozzy: You know it's not very fatherly to tease me... *looks aside, narrowing his eyes*

Thrax: *chuckles* Just kiddin' with ya baby but next time- *circles with his finger*

Ozzy: *does what he needs to but still looks hurt*

Thrax: All finished? *draws water in the bath*

Ozzy: Yeah... *rubs his eyes a bit*

Thrax: Come here baby *pulls Ozzy into a hug*

Ozzy: *hugs back, sniffling softly*

Thrax: *turns off the water and lowers Ozzy into it.* You need to have a bath every time you poopie okay? *begins washing Ozzy*

Ozzy: *nods* Ok... *leans on his arm a little*

Thrax: *finishes washing Ozzy and lifts him out* C'mon now. * carries him back into the bedroom*

Ozzy: *shivers, clinging to Thrax a little*

Thrax: *dresses Ozzy in his diaper and clothes for the day* -How long is he going to act like this?-

Ozzy: What happened with Drix? Are you guys cool?

Thrax: *smiles at him* Yeah we're cool and he agreed to keep quite about this. *picks him up*

Ozzy: *lets out a relived sigh* Good. *hugs him*

Thrax: *nods* Indeed. *hugs Ozzy tightly*

Ozzy: *nuzzles against Thrax, resting but not sleepy*

Thrax: *looks down to him* He'll be able to help us if it is needed. *stokes Ozzy's cheek*

Ozzy: *nods* Yeah he's... he's always helpful... He's a really great guy

Thrax: *nods* I can also understand why he's a good partner to you. He's strong, yet gentle.

Ozzy: You should see him with the dog.

Thrax: Dog?

Ozzy: Yeah Drix adopted a puppy a while back.

Thrax: *nods* Ah. . I see.

Ozzy: *nuzzles a little*

Thrax: *purrs as he sits down on the couch* I wonder if Drix won't mind watchin' you for a little while?

Ozzy: You mean like babysitting me?

Thrax: *nods* From time to time and only for a little while.

Ozzy: You need to go out?

Thrax: *taps his nose* Only for some supplies baby. We're running low.

Ozzy: Oh that reminds me? You go ta job?

Thrax: *shrugs* Manual labour at the docks and a few street fights on the sides. *blushes*

Ozzy: *nods a bit and nuzzles him*

Thrax: *nuzzles him gently and begins rocking him*

Ozzy: You're really comfortable....

Thrax: *smiles* And you're really soft. *strokes Ozzy's cheek*

Ozzy: *chuckles softly* Really though....I mean... I didn't think before that a virus could be so.... cuddly.

Thrax: *smirks* Like I said to Drix each species has its exceptions. *rubs his back*

Ozzy: Yeah I guess so...*nuzzles* I've been so lonely...

Thrax: *kisses his forehead* Your not anymore baby. Not while I'm here with you. *purrs softly*

Ozzy: *smiles softly and cuddles him* I wish I could do that...

Thrax: Do what?

Ozzy: Purr. . That's so cool...

Thrax: *chuckles lightly* I wish that to. So I would know that you are happy, my baby.

Ozzy: I'll just have to settle for telling you then. *chuckles and hugs him*

Thrax: *hugs Ozzy close continuing to purr*

Ozzy: *sighs softly, nuzzling into his chest*

Thrax: *starts to hum as he rocks Ozzy* -I'll be there for you always and always-

Ozzy: *softly* Mmm... sing to me please... you have a good voice...

Thrax: *nods taking a deep breath and begins to sing*

Ozzy: *sighs softly and contentedly as he cuddles into his chest, soothed* *unconsciously pops his thumb into his mouth as he listens,*

Thrax: *smiles down at Ozzy as he finishes* /Sweet as can be Baby of Mine. / *strokes Ozzy's face*

Ozzy: *half asleep* Daddy... *cuddles*

Thrax: *heart flutters at the word every time* My sweet little Ozzy. *kisses him*

Ozzy: *coughs a little as he wakes up*

Thrax: *looks a little concerned* Are you alright sweetie?

Ozzy: mm hmm… throat feels dry though daddy...

Thrax: *relieved a little* Let's get you some juice. *carries Ozzy into the kitchen and fixes up a bottle of juice*

Ozzy: *nods and nuzzles slightly into his neck*

Thrax: *make sure it isn't too warm or too cold* That should be right. *slips the nipple into Ozzy's mouth* Here ya go, sweetie.

Ozzy: again with the bottle... *but drinks it*

Thrax: *sighs a little* -Drix was right about him But then that's why I love him- *smiles*

Ozzy: *cuddles as he drinks it down*

Thrax: *rubs Ozzy's side softy* -He may be stubborn wee thing but he's my stubborn wee thing-

Ozzy: *finishes his bottle and turns, nuzzling his face into his chest*

Thrax: *sets the bottle down and cradles Ozzy's head on his chest* Better now? *strokes Ozzy's cheek*

Ozzy: Uh huh. *snuggles a little* I'm kinda cold though.

Thrax: *smiles as he grabs his jacket and wraps it round Ozzy* This should help. *holds Ozzy close*

Ozzy: *snuggles close and starts to cling on to him*

Thrax: *pets Ozzy's face* It's alright baby, daddy's here. Daddy's will always be here.

Ozzy: Promise?

Thrax *whispers* I promise. *kisses Ozzy's forehead*

Ozzy: *softly* don't leave me daddy... *nuzzles into his chest*

Thrax: *rubs his back* I will never leave you, sweetie.

Ozzy: *nods and clings some more* He did...

Thrax: *looks at him* I would never do anything that heartless. I will always be there for you. *cuddles Ozzy close*

Ozzy; *sniffling* I love you daddy.... *clings tightly to him*

Thrax: *smiles softly* I love you too baby. *begins rocking Ozzy*

Ozzy: *had been starting to get a little teary, remembering the painful moment in which his biological father had left him forever but as Thrax rocks and cuddles him he clings to Thrax, soothed by the virus who's become his surrogate father*

Thrax:*thinks back to the last time he held his own son years before. Like Ozzy he would curl up and refuse to let go when Thrax was holding him*

Ozzy: *softly* daddy...

Thrax: *snaps out of his trance, looking down at Ozzy* Yes angel?

Ozzy: *softly* I think I need to be changed... M'sorry. *clings to him, getting a little upset, still remembering his mother's harshness when he would wet himself* Didn't mean to...

Thrax: *smiles sweetly* It's okay baby. *taps Ozzy's nose* You can't help it. *carry's him into the bedroom and changes him into a clean, dry diaper* There all dry. *strokes Ozzy's hair*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly anyway and the moment he's dry he wants to be picked up and held again, soaking every bit of affection Thrax gives him like a dry sponge, having been starved of it for so long*

Thrax: *senses Ozzy's need lifts him up and cuddles him close*

Ozzy: *hugs him tightly and nuzzles into his chest, sniffling*

Thrax: *rubs Ozzy's back* -All he needs is love and I have love to spare- *rocks him gently* It's going to be okay, baby. Everything's gonna be alright.

Ozzy: *clings tightly cuddling him and nodding, soothed by his words*

Thrax: *continues to rock him, a dream-like gaze in his eyes* My little Ozzy. *kisses Ozzy's head and begins to purr*

Ozzy: *cuddles closer and smiles softly*

Thrax: *smiles sweetly* My sweet baby. *holds Ozzy close to his chest, walks into the living room and lays back on the couch*

Ozzy: You sure you don' have cable?

Thrax: *shakes his head* 'Fraid not sweetie. *caresses Ozzy's face*

Ozzy: *pokes his tongue out playfully*

Thrax: *chuckles lightly* Cheeky wee monkey. *taps Ozzy's nose*

Ozzy: *still being playful, blows a raspberry, chuckling*

Thrax: *smirks wickedly* So you wanna play that way? *begins to tickle Ozzy*

Ozzy: Gah no! *laughs, doubling over*

Thrax: *smirks* Oh yes baby. *blow a loud raspberry into Ozzy's tummy*

Ozzy: *laughs again, starting to giggle* haha! Stop! *but is laughing his head off

Thrax: *chuckles* Not a chance. *continues tickling Ozzy's sides*

Ozzy: *continues to laugh rolling around and ending up over his lap like when he gets spanked only he's being tickled*

Thrax: *flips Ozzy's over, blowing another raspberry into Ozzy's stomach* -It's been too long since I've done this.-

Ozzy: *squeals with laughter, squirming around* Daddy! *laughs hard*

Thrax: *coos* Baby’s really ticklish. *keeps tickling Ozzy’s sides.*

Ozzy: *laughs harder, squirming across his lap*

Thrax: *grins wickedly and blows another raspberry in Ozzy’s bare stomach*

Ozzy: *lets out a squeal, tears of mirth falling down his cheeks*

Thrax: *can’t help but laugh as well* -I haven’t played this game in a long time. - *tickles Ozzy’s stomach.*

Ozzy: *laughs harder, squirming and reaching to try and tickle him back.*

Thrax: *sees this* No you don’t. *lifts Ozzy into the air* Not on my watch. *tickles round Ozzy’s torso.*

Ozzy: Hey! *lets out a squeal and squirms, doubling over and laughing hard*

Thrax: *cradles him and tummy kisses him*

Ozzy: *laughs softly and hugs him* Silly. . *smiles though, seeming to be in a great mood at the moment.*

Thrax: *nuzzles him* Only when you’re around baby.

Ozzy: *chuckles and nuzzles back* Hey can you do me a favour?

Thrax: *smiles at him* Sure baby.

Ozzy: Purr?

Thrax: Of course baby.*holds Ozzy close as he lets out a soft purr*

Ozzy: *snuggles, obviously soothed by the purr*

Thrax: *smiles down at him* -My singing and purring he will always recognise.- *purrs as he nuzzles Ozzy gently and kisses his forehead.*

Ozzy: *shifts his position and nuzzles up under his chin, cuddling, feeling safe*

Thrax: *rubs Ozzy's back, still purring* -I don't care if I go horse after this as long as it makes him happy and safe.-

Ozzy: *murmuring softly* daddy... *cuddles close to Thrax, listening to the Virus' soft purring, relaxed*

Thrax: *places his hand on Ozzy's head and strokes it* I here baby. Now and forever. *his purring continues*

Ozzy: *smiles and hugs him* I'm sleepy daddy...

Thrax: *smiles softy* Well then, it's naptime for you. *carries Ozzy into the bedroom and sets him on the bed, pulling the covers up round him* Rest now angel. *kisses Ozzy's forehead*

Ozzy: *reaches his hand out from under the covers and takes Thrax's clawed hand in his own, unafraid, and snuggles down to sleep*

Thrax: *sits down next to the bed smiling* -Sleep now my little one- *holds Ozzy's small hand softly as the young cell sleeps*

Ozzy: *falls asleep fairly quickly, making soft noises occasionally that indicate a pleasant dream*

Thrax: *caresses Ozzy's hand gently* -May he now have pleasant dreams.- *leans against the bed, eyes dream-like*

Ozzy: *continues to sleep and dream*

Thrax: *hums softly to the young cell*

Ozzy: *murmurs softly in his sleep, dreaming of childhood, though much different than what it actually was, for one neither of his birth parents are around, for another he is happy. in his dream he's about 7 years old and Thrax is holding him up in the air and asking if he wants to go to the playground*

Thrax: *let's out a soft purr, continuing to hum to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *smiles softly in his sleep, a single word able to be understood on his lips,... daddy*

Thrax: *smiles at Ozzy, stroking his face* My baby. *his purrs continue*