a/n: age deliberately unspecified. Can be read as adult/child, or, adult/adult.
That's daddy's good girl," John praised as Sam obediently raised his arms upwards, allowing John to slip the white party-dress down over his head.
Sam grinned up at him with boyish delight as John twirled him round, zipping the back and tying the blue ribbon that ran around the middle of the dress in place.
The socks and shoes came next- both white, the former with frills the latter with buckles,- and Sam couldn't help but giggle at the "clomp-clomping" noise they made as he tested them out across the hard-wood floor of their motel room.
John reached out to him and Sam went into his arms with willing delight, wriggling at the kiss pressed to his temple.
"Daddy's good girl," Sam whispered, tilting his face upwards to meet John's lips with his own.