Cutie Patootie

a short peek into the beginnings of allen and ida's cgl relationship

Published: March 1st, 2026

Word Count: 612

Content Warnings: age regression, BDSM implied

"Close your eyes."

"Huh? For what?" Ida side eyed Allen from across the room before propping himself up on the couch, quickly wiping his soggy paw off on his pajama pants. He'd nearly dozed off from how comfortable he'd gotten.

The fur on the back of his neck rippled and twitched as the dark panther approached him from the bedroom. It was hard to read Allen, both his body language and intent. A command like so could lead to anything, whether something mildly annoying or something that'd leave Ida pissing himself, which was part of the rush of if all. However, today, Ida wasn't sure if he could handle any surprise too big.

"Just close your eyes." Al sighed with an eyeroll.

"Is...it something intense?" Ida cleared his throat, eyeing Al's closed paw.

Allen paused and met his anxious gaze "Not in the mood for it?"

Ida eyes flickered to the floor, fur twitching anxiously. "I...I'm kinda tired today." A chuckle escapes his lips as Allen's expression softened.

"Alright. Well, I'll still need you to close your eyes."

"Uuughhh." Ida groaned dramatically, shutting his eyes. His body tensed instinctively, waiting for whatever Al had prepared for him. He could feel the panther move close and fiddle with shirt. Allen's large paws drifted past Ida snout and teased his jaws open before suddenly a smooth, cold bulb was shoved inside.

Ida eyes shot open at the introduction of the bulb, his fur running hot in confusion. It wasn't dick, that was for sure.

Allen had already sat back on his heels admire his little makeover. Ida took a moment to process what was hugging his lips as he ran his tongue over the silicone dummy.

"You look so cute." Al purred.

Ida's mind whirred. A binky? Seriously?

Part of him wanted to yank it out. He was expecting some sort of sedative, or a gag if anything placed in his mouth as per usual. But this was literally just a plain ol' binky. Nothing forcing him to keep it in his maw either.

Al even had it attached to a clip on his shirt, seemingly sewed with the fabric the two looked at days ago when Ida joined him for errands.

"Do you like it?"

Ida whipped his tail in silence. He wasn't sure if it was part of more Al had up his sleeve today. Never before had binkies been part of their shenanigans. Ida wasn't sure what this was about.

Allen titled his head. "You don't fuck with it?"

"...I...I don't know." Ida stammered behind the binky. "This is like, supposed to be a gag?"

"No. I-uh...I thought you might like using one since you've been sucking on your hand a lot. Seems like it'd help for when you're regressed."

Ida went bug eyed and looked away. He thought he was pretty discrete about that.

"Is this overstepping?" Allen looked to him with a bit of anxiety.

"Ugh. No. Its fine. I just-" Ida pinched his snout, unable to suppress his excitement.

"Did you think you were actually doing good about hiding it from me?" Al smirked.

Ida began to angrily suckle on the binky, refusing to respond.

"God, you're adorable." Allen grinned, giving Ida's chin a scratch as he moved close. "I have some other goodies we can get you in, if you're in the mood."

Goodies? Ida felt like steam was erupting from his ears. There was no way Al would do this with him - it was something that made sense for him to do with Lucas, Ree, and Bee, but not him.

From the sound of Al's purring, it seemed to be something he's been waiting for.