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Chapter 6

"Well done, William."

The three words spoken in that exhausted, hoarse voice kept repeating in his head. It wasn't just because of his praise kink getting tickled, it was the fact that THE Mr. Walton had been the one saying it.

He was on a forced couple of days off and when he was back to work, the bosses acted as though nothing had happened in the first place. It was better like that for everyone anyway, especially the tattooed CEO.

On the night of the incident, Will was left sleepless. The horrified expression on the handsome face was replaying in front of his eyes endlessly. He wanted to know the reason for such reaction, because there was always a root to these things. Much like his own severe anxiety that came from a lifetime of dealing with perfectionist, verbally violent parents. But what Mr. Walton had gone through must have been far worse than anything that had ever happen to Will. No matter the situation, throwing up was the worst respond his body had. He was going to be extra careful with the amount of noise he made from there on for sure. He didn't want to be the reason for the man to go through such agony ever again. Never.

On the day of his return to work, much like every day, Mr. Walton left the office at 2:15 PM. Will had no idea where he went everyday, especially since he always went alone, but when he'd be back around 3:30 he was always in a better mood, relaxed and much easier to approach. It seemed everyone in the company knew that fact since whenever they had a particularly important request, they came to the CEOs in the afternoon.
Will was also curious about the routine. It was probably a simple nap but on the other hand, the man was so hardworking he sometimes stayed behind even when Mr. Carpenter and him left so there was no way he'd leave during the work hours to 'nap'.

Days passed again. Mr. Carpenter was back to his gentle self with him and Mr. Walton continued on shouting at people on a daily basis. There was only one thing that had changed: Will really really didn't mind the cruel side of the man anymore and THAT was a problem! Because... because the crush he had on him ages ago was back and it was back full fucking force.

He needed to sleep with someone asap to get this horny bullshit out of his system!

***

It was the weekend. One that he got to actually spend not working.
Getting out of shower, he dried his hair, styled it a bit wavy (because that was how men liked him most according to experience) and wore a pair of tight light blue jeans with a simple white button down. Yeah... he didn't really know anything about fashion, nor did he like the crazy outfits the gays wore to the club. He liked things simple and classy. All that glamour and sparkle made his eyes hurt if he was being honest but he never said a word even to his friend who looooved dressing up like that. It wasn't his place to have an opinion on what anyone chose to wear.

"Heyyyy! You came!" Aron screamed over the loud music, jumping into his arms. Tonight, he had a vibrant orange and pink outfit going on with matching long nails, hair, makeup and all.

"Well, not yet. But hopefully!" He replied, squeezing his friend in a tight hug.

Aron burst into laughter, pulling back. "Wait. Daddy said his friend is coming tonight. He said the guy is super hot and been single for a while, looking for a baby."

"Mhm. I hope he finds one. I doubt he can find anything longterm in a place like this though." Will ordered a drink before craning his neck to look around a bit.

"I mean we were hoping to introduce you two to each other." His friend pouted, swaying his legs cutely.

Ruffling the newly dyed hair, he smiled. "I am a bottom but I'm not a baby. Never have been. I don't even know how to be cute in the first place and I definitely am never calling anyone 'daddy'." He got shivers even imagining that. Yikes.