Daddy Thrax-An OJ RP (Chp8)

*there’s a knock at the door after about half an hour*

Thrax: *snaps awake* What the. . . ? *gently slips out of Ozzy's grip to answer the door*

Drix: *standing at the door with a vase of flowers* I hope I’m not interrupting. I thought I'd come by and bring you these by way of apology.

Thrax: *accepts the gift* Thanks but you've timed this visit badly.

Drix: Oh? Why is that?

Thrax: *hears a cry from the bedroom* That's why. *sets the vase on the table and heads back into the bedroom.*

Drix: *frowns* Is he ok?

Thrax: *lifts the crying cell into his arms* Hey there Ozzy. It's okay now. Daddy's here, daddy's here. *cradles him to his chest and rocks him slowly* It's okay baby. *shoots Drix a cold glare*

Drix: *frowns, not understanding*

Ozzy: *clings to Thrax, sniffling softly*

Drix: *concerned* what happened?

Thrax: *rubs Ozzy's back trying to sooth him* He wakes up, sees I'm not there. What do ya think? *begins to pace with Ozzy in his arms*

Drix: .... He's... like a little boy..

Thrax: *rolls eyes* No wonder. After years of being starved of love and finally having someone to actually love him, can you blame him? *strokes Ozzy's face and kisses his forehead.*

Drix: I suppose not...It's... rather sad

Thrax: *nods* He needs this. *holds Ozzy close sitting down on the bed.*

Ozzy: *cuddles Thrax, falling asleep, not seeming to realise that Drix is here*

Thrax: *smiles at him and lets out a soft purr. Forgetting Drix is in the room.*

Ozzy: *cuddles into his chest in response to the purr*

Drix: I've never heard a virus purr before.

Thrax: *snaps out of his gaze and looks at Drix* We would only purr when we are with our loves or our children. *nestles Ozzy against his chest, purring.*

Drix: *nods* I know.

Thrax: *laughs lightly* It's strange. The last time I actually purred was when I was with my family, years before.

Drix: *places a hand on his arm*

Thrax: *becomes teary eyed for a sec but shakes it off* Sorry 'bout that. *sniff* happens sometimes. *looks at Ozzy with pure joy.*

Drix: *smiles softly* Honestly Thrax... I think you're the best thing that's happened to Ozzy.

Thrax: *smiles* And he's the best thing that's ever happened to me in years.

Drix: I apologize for interrupting you.

Thrax: *smiles* It's alright, just call me up next time you wish to visit.

Drix: *nods* I will. Well I won’t interfere further. I'll see you around sometime

Thrax: *looks up at Drix* Alright then. *snaps his fingers as he remembers* And Drix you wouldn't mind watching Ozzy for a while sometime? In case I need to nip out and get some supplies for us. *gently strokes Ozzy's hair*

Drix: I don't mind at all. *smiles as he looks at the cell cuddled safe and close to the virus*

Thrax: *smiles and nods* Thank you very much and thanks for the flowers.

Drix: you're welcome. *smiles* if you need anything else please ask.

Thrax: I will, thank you. *turns back to Ozzy still nuzzled in his chest.*

Drix: would you like me to pick you up anything?

Thrax: Just a few things. *hands Drix a small list* And if anyone asks, your running errands for a friend.

Drix: *chuckles* Well... I suppose that's quite true isn't it? I'll see you later on.

Thrax: Alright, goodbye Drix.

Drix: *heads out*

Thrax: *smirks* He really is a great guy. *turns to Ozzy and let's out a soft purr*

Ozzy: *cuddles in his sleep Though after another ten minutes he begins to wake*

Thrax: *smiles down at him* Hey there, sleepy head. *strokes Ozzy under the chin*

Ozzy: *yawns really big* Mmm... mornin.. *course it's afternoon*

Thrax: *chuckles a bit* It's afternoon, honey. *taps Ozzy on the nose*

Ozzy: *yawns* Is it?

Thrax: *nods* You slept so peacefully I didn't wish to wake you. *gently rubs Ozzy's stomach*

Ozzy: *smiles and hugs him some more* When's dinner?

Thrax: *looks at the clock* In a couple of hours, baby.

Ozzy: *pouts* I'm hungry.

Thrax: *chuckles lightly* I meant a couple of hours for me sweetie. *carries him into the kitchen* You on the over hand are not going to starve. *strokes his cheek*

Ozzy: *nods*

Thrax: *sets him on a chair at the table* I'll have something for you to eat in few minutes okay? *heads to the cupboards and begins searching*

Ozzy: *nods* ok.

Thrax: *takes out a tin of ravioli* Ah. . Here we go. *opens the tin and pours it into a saucepan* Now for your bottle. *fixes a bottle of blackcurrant juice* You'll feel better after this. *pours the ravioli into a bowl and carries it as well as the bottle over to Ozzy* Hope you'll like it. *sets them down and ties a bib round Ozzy's neck.*

Ozzy: *complains about the bib all cranky like

Thrax: *speaks sternly* Osmosis. . .

Ozzy: *grumbles* Don't wanna wear it.

Thrax: *shakes his head* With the way you eat you'll need it and don't give me that attitude. *sits down in front of him*

Ozzy: *pokes his tongue out at him* Nuh uh...

Thrax: *crosses his legs and speaks coolly* You want another spankin'?

Ozzy: No...

Thrax: Then cut the attitude. *picks up the bowl and a spoon* Now are you going to be good for daddy? *stirs the ravioli a bit*

Ozzy: Uh huh...

Thrax: *smiles* Good boy. *lifts the spoon up to Ozzy's mouth* Here sweetie.

Ozzy: *opens his mouth*

Thrax: *places the food inside* This is a bit better than the food I've been feeding you lately. *feeds Ozzy another spoonful*

Ozzy: Do I really have to wear the bib?

Thrax: *chuckles a bit* Try feeding yourself without spilling any food and you'll see. *presses another spoonful to Ozzy's lips*

Ozzy: *eats and starts to take off the bib*

Thrax: *shakes head* -When will he ever learn?- *stirs the ravioli again*

Ozzy: *takes it off*

Thrax: *looks at him* You wish to try?

Ozzy: Yep.

Thrax: *shrugs* Suit yourself. *hands Ozzy the spoon and bowl*

Ozzy: *takes the spoon and the first bite is successful... or at least it seems to be till it drops on his shirt and he swears softly*

Thrax: *sniggers lightly* -Thought as much-

Ozzy: *looks poutier than before*

Thrax: *takes the bowl and spoon away* Told ya baby. *ties the bib back on him and lifts his food up again* C’mon baby, eat it all up. *gently lifts the spoon to Ozzy.*

Ozzy: *eats but refuses to put the bib back on*

Thrax: *pauses arching his brow* Osmosis. . .

Ozzy: What?

Thrax: What did I say?

Ozzy: *folds his arms* ...

Thrax: *keeps a calm nerve* Remember what I said would happen if you disobeyed?

Ozzy: *voice a bit whiney* But I don't wanna...

Thrax: And there's no way in Frank I'm letting you stain your clothes every meal time. *ties the bib back on in tight knot*

Ozzy: Hey! *tries to untie it*

Thrax: *swats his hand away* Don't touch it. *sits back down, lifting the bowl* Now are you going to finish without complaining?

Ozzy: *rubs his hand, looks at him and returns to working at the knot*

Thrax: *sets the bowl back down and rubs his temples* You're really pushing it Osmosis. . .

Ozzy: *struggles with the knot* But I don't wanna wear it..

Thrax: *clasps his hands together and takes a deep breath* You have to in order to keep your clothes clean. *points to the stain on Ozzy's shirt*

Ozzy: *sighs and gives up on the knot*

Thrax: *smirks slightly* Good boy. *strokes Ozzy's cheek* Are you still hungry?

Ozzy: *nods* Yeah.

Thrax: *scoops the rest of the ravioli up towards him* Here.

Ozzy: *eats it*

Thrax: That a boy. *keeps feeding Ozzy*

Ozzy: *finishes the ravioli and immediately goes for removing the bib again*

Thrax: *swaps his hand again* Either keep it on or no desert.

Ozzy: Ow! *rubs his hand* Desert?

Thrax: *nods* I thought something sweet would satisfy you after you eat. Remember - rewarded if you're good, punished if you're bad. *heads over to the fridge*

Ozzy: *rubs his bottom a bit as he thinks of his last punishment*

Thrax: *takes out a small tub* Here we go. *scoops some of the contains into a bowl and walks back to Ozzy*

Ozzy: What is it?

Thrax: *smiles* Snot-fudge ice-cream.

Ozzy: Hey awesome.

Thrax: *chuckles lightly* I knew you'd like it. *scoops some up and lifts it to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *eats the ice cream*

Thrax: *coos* Does it taste good? *scoops another spoonful*

Ozzy: Oh come on have you ever HAD snot-fudge?! Duh! Try it! Best brand is Hockin' doss

Thrax: Not for a long time. *takes a bite and licks his lips* No 'that' is good and I'll keep that brand in mind next time I go shopping. *lifts another spoonful to Ozzy*

Ozzy: *eats the ice cream*

Thrax: *allows Ozzy to finish up*

Ozzy: *seems to be in a better mood after the ice cream but he still wants the bib to go away and tries again to untie it*

Thrax: *chuckles lightly* Here. *unties it and wipes Ozzy's mouth* Now remember the arrangement and everything will go just fine. *carries the dishes over to the sink and washes them*

Ozzy: Bib with food... got it.. *grumbles*

Thrax: *sets the dishes away* And if you're good you'll be rewarded.

Ozzy: Good rewarded.. bad punished... got it

Thrax: *dries off his hands* Good boy, you're learning. *lifts him up into his arms before giving him his bottle*

Ozzy: *hugs him* Awww another bottle?

Thrax: *cocks his brow* You're not getting out of it, baby. *kisses his forehead*

Ozzy: *pokes his tongue out at it*

Thrax: *smirks* Surely you are thirsty?

Ozzy: Yeah...

Thrax: Well then. . .

Ozzy: *whines* But daddy....

Thrax: *another blow to the heart but retaliates* Sorry sweetie, but it's the way that it is.

Ozzy: Awwww...

Thrax: *smirks* -He's so cute when he pouts.- *slips the bottle between Ozzy's lips*

Ozzy: *eyes widen and he pouts but drinks from the bottle*

Thrax: *sits back down on the seat with Ozzy in his lap* Don't worry baby. You'll get over it. *holds Ozzy close to his chest*

Ozzy: *continues to drink from it then takes the nipple out of his mouth* Cup?

Thrax: *shrugs* You can try. *pours the juice into a cup* Here.

Ozzy: *drinks a little and spills a bit on his shirt* Maaaaan...

Thrax: *tries to hide his amusement* Told you that would happen. Now look at you.

Ozzy: *grumbles but tries again, spilling again*

Thrax: *takes the cup* That's enough Ozzy. *looks at Ozzy's shirt covered in blackcurrant juice and tomato stains* You really are messy. *shakes his head*

Ozzy: c'mon lemme keep trying. *reaches for the cup*

Thrax: *stops him* No way Ozzy or you'll just keep makin' a mess and wasting your meal.

Ozzy: C'mon gimmie... *continues to reach for it*

Thrax: *swats his hand* That’s enough, Osmosis. *looks at Ozzy sternly*

Ozzy: Ow... *glares and reaches for the cup again*

Thrax: *takes a deep breath* Okay you wish to act like this, then I have no choice. *lifts Ozzy up, placing the cup in the sink* You know what happens to you when you disobey. *carries Ozzy into the living room*

Ozzy: *considering what happened the last time he knows exactly what's coming* No! No no no!

Thrax: *holds him tight* I'm sorry to have to do this Ozzy but you're pushing it. *sits on the couch and hauls Ozzy over his lap*

Ozzy: No! Don't spank me! *reaches back and covers his bottom*

Thrax: *grabs his hands and pins them to his back* You have to learn. *pulls his diaper round his ankles and delivers a hard swat to his bare behind*

Ozzy: Ow! No daddy no!

Thrax: *calm tone* Your attitude won't be tolerated. *another hard slap*

Oozy: Ow! *back arches a little as his buns twitch in response to the spanking*

Thrax: *snarls* Keep still. *another few good swats*

Ozzy: *lets out a yelp, tears starting to well in his eyes* Daddy stop! *tries to squirm but is held firmly in place by the virus*

Thrax: *tightens his grip* Not until you learn. *a few more painful blows*

Ozzy: Ow... owww! *continues to squirm a little but stops to try to hold still* Daddy Stooop please!

Thrax: *glares* I told you to hold still. *another blow*

Ozzy: Owww! *starts to cry, tears streaming* Daddy please! I'm sorry daddy!

Thrax: This is the only way. *another firm blow*

Ozzy: Ow! no more no more! *sobs into his leg* I'm sorry daddy no more!

Thrax: *delivers the last one with extreme force*

Ozzy: *wails into his leg and continues to cry hard*

Thrax: *blows on his hand* -I'll have to soak this for a while.- *looks down at Ozzy* It's okay Ozzy it's over. *strokes the back of his head*

Ozzy: *continues to cry hard across his lap, clinging to his leg, bawling hard*

Thrax: *lifts him up on to his lap, not letting his butt touch it* It's okay Ozzy it's over. *lays Ozzy's head against his chest and rubs his back* Let it out baby. Let it all out. *strokes Ozzy's face*

Ozzy: *reaches back to rub his bottom with one hand, the other one clinging tightly to him as he sobs hard, blubbering out his apologies into the soft material of his shirt*

Thrax: *cradles him close* It's alright baby. It's alright. *begins to rock Ozzy*

Ozzy: *clings tighter to him* I'm sorry d-daddy.. S-so s-sorry!*sobs into his chest, clinging onto him*

Thrax: *continues to rock him*Hush-ssshhh-ssshhh, I know baby, I know.

Ozzy: *cries into his shoulder still though starts to calm, clinging on tightly to him*

Thrax: *stands up and heads into the bedroom, supporting Ozzy against his shoulder* C’mon now it's okay baby, it's okay. *lays Ozzy on the bed*

Ozzy: *sobbing* I'll be good boy daddy.. *rubs his eyes, talking more like a young child in his current state*

Thrax: *rubs his stomach* I know you baby but don't make daddy do something he isn't gonna like. *opens the cabinet and retrieves the items he needs*

Ozzy: *turns to his side and rubs his stinging bottom, sobbing still*

Thrax: *walks over carrying the essentials* Just relax baby and you'll be fine. *rolls Ozzy on to his back, lifts his legs and slips the diaper underneath*

Ozzy: Hurts daddy.. *rubs his eyes*

Thrax: *smiles* I know baby but this'll help. *applies oil and powder to Ozzy's stinging ass, then fastens it tight round Ozzy's waist* There all done.

Ozzy: *the moment it's fastened he reaches for him*

Thrax: *scoops Ozzy up into his arms* There, there Ozzy it's all over now. *rubs Ozzy's back*

Ozzy: *cries softly into his shoulder* M'sorry daddy....

Thrax: I know baby, but you have to learn. *begins to pace as he rocks Ozzy and starts humming*

Ozzy: *nods and clings to his shirt, stilling for a moment before whispering* ... Daddy?

Thrax: Hmm. . .?

Ozzy: *sniff* I need a new diaper...

Thrax: *smiles softly* Well. . let's get you dry then. *lays Ozzy back on the bed*

Ozzy: *is soaked*

Thrax: *removes the wet thing and throws it into the pail* Don't worry sweetie you'll be fine. *slips a dry diaper underneath him and applies the oil and powder before fastening it in place.* There all dry. *taps Ozzy's nose*

Ozzy: *sniffles, cuddling into his chest, snuggling more readily after this spanking than the last*

Thrax: *wraps his arms round him and lifts him up* No need to be ashamed, baby. I'm here. *rocks Ozzy, holding him close and gives a small purr.*

Ozzy: *nuzzles up under his chin and listens to Thrax's heart, sniffing*

Thrax: *eyes become glazed, continuing to rock Ozzy*

Ozzy: *sniffs* Daddy... *hugs him, clinging*

Thrax: *shakes out of his gaze and looks at Ozzy smiling* My baby. *nuzzles Ozzy*

Ozzy: *sniffles softly and cuddles, his thumb popping into his mouth*

Thrax: *smiles, letting out a long purr*

Ozzy: *sniffles still but for the most part his crying has stopped*

Thrax: *smirks* -He may be trouble but he's worth it.- *continues to rock Ozzy back and forth*

Ozzy: *sniffs softly, cuddling*

Thrax: *cuddles Ozzy to his chest* /I'll be with you when you dream./ *strokes Ozzy's hair*

Ozzy: *cuddles, calming as he listens to Thrax's singing and heartbeat*

Thrax: *continues to sing as he rocks Ozzy gently* /Here in my arms, Safe from all harm. I'll be with you when you dream./

Ozzy: *yawns softly* don't wanna sleep... *but cuddles, clearly tired*

Thrax: *strokes his hair as he sings* /I'll be with you when you dream./ *holds him close.*

Ozzy: *snuggles, his thumb slipping into his mouth as he begins to sleep*

Thrax: *continues to rock Ozzy but begins humming the lullaby*

Ozzy: *continues to sleep, snuggled close to him*

Thrax: *looks down at him and smiles* Sleep tight my angel. *kisses his forehead as he lays him down and pulls the covers over him*

Ozzy: *barely stirs as he's tucked in, thumb still in his mouth*

Thrax: *smiles sweetly* -Our dream is finally a reality.- *quickly heads into the kitchen and grabs sandwich* -Just to keep the acid down.- *returns to the bedroom and climbs in snuggling next to Ozzy* Goodnight my baby. *kisses his cheek and settles down to sleep*

Ozzy: *continues to sleep, instinctively seeking out Thrax's warmth*

Thrax: *wraps his arms round Ozzy and holds him close with a warm smile on his face*

Ozzy: *sleeps on*

Thrax: *nuzzles Ozzy as he begins to dream: He's was standing outside his old home along with his wife and, now teenaged, son. His wife hand him a small bundle wrapped in a blue blanket. Pulling the blanket back reveals a baby Ozzy blinking up at him. Smiling Thrax holds him close to his chest as his wife and son join in with a hug.*

Ozzy: *cuddles with Thrax in his sleep, unaware of the dream, but sleeping peacefully*

Thrax: *still content with his dream let's out a deep purr*

Ozzy: *cuddles in his sleep*

Thrax: *tighten his embrace with Ozzy, his purring continuing*