His little protector (Mxbxb)

Andy (17)

Andy's pov:

Exhausted. Extremely exhausted.

But I loved what I do, it's been a long night. I've never looked forward to going home after work.

Not till Rayn, that is.
Am I that lonely? Maybe I should get a dog...

I got home, throwing my leather jacket onto the table along with my keys.

I heard small foot steps come down the stairs. I glanced up to see that small adorable figure.

"Did you guys have dinner?" I asked as he hopped off the stairs, with quite a bit of energy for it being this late.

"Yes sir! There's left over pasta in the fridge." He smiled as he came into the kitchen, I picked him up setting him on the island while I reheated the pasta.

"Master...I had a thought..."

"That's never good."
His mouth fell open as he kicked me with his foot. I held my side as we laughed.

"Shut up! Okay, I thought since you won't fuck me...maybe I could fuck you."

I dropped the fork I was holding for the pasta, it clattered against the plate. I turned around and raised my eyebrows at him.

"Nu uh, not happening, I've only topped, I am not taking it up the ass. Ever." I said firmly.

He stuck out his bottom lip in a pout. I shook my head.

"C'mon, you gotta get to bed." He whined as I slipped my hands around his legs. I quickly shoved a bit of food in my mouth, as he clung to me like a child.

I threw Rayn onto my bed, before turning to grab clean clothes.

Falling into bed with Rayn, who snuggled up to me instantly.

We both fell asleep quickly.

The next morning Rayn was still asleep, giving me the perfect chance to shower and clean up the kitchen from the mess the boys left yesterday.

Once Rayn was up, I planned on taking him to a few stores for him to pick out some clothes.

Thankfully he didn't put up much of a fight.

"Okay but this one would be cute." I held up a hoodie in a light baby blue color.

We were in a store that he choose, since we both have very different taste.

"Or this one..." he spoke softly holding up a cropped pink hoodie.

"Mm...Maybe." I mumbled.

"Awh, is the big boy afraid of people looking at me?"
He mocked.

"Rayn, hush or I'll take you into that dressing room and spank your ass."
His expression never fell as he looked me dead in the eyes.

"Maybe. I'm. Into. That." He said with a snarky tone.

I instantly grabbed his waist and pulled him away.

"Wait! Fuck- master I didn't think you were serious- s-shit I'm sorry! People will h-hear!"
He squealed as I dragged him into a dressing room.

I only smirked as I pulled him over my knee quickly.
I yanked his pants down, as he pushed himself up.

"W-wait- master!"

"Rayn, you tell me you do not want this right now and I'll stop...but that was extremely bratty tone that won't go unpunished. Do you want me to stop?"

He glanced at me, and at the ground.

"N-no sir..."

"Good boy."
My hand collided with his ass, making him squeak.