Control (Boyxboy)

Chapter Nine: Sugar Daddy

The heat from the incoming rays of sun pressed nicely on my back, as if coaxing me to wake from my peaceful sleep. I curled into myself like a baby, feeling the sheets next to me for a body to snuggle closer to.

I couldn't find any skin nor did I hear anyone breathing. Out of curiosity I sat up, cringing when an uncomfortable pain shot through my back. I groaned collapsing back on the large bed with an exaggerated sigh.

My thoughts ran loose as I tried to remember exactly what time it could possibly be and if Em would be back by now or not. If he was he'd be worried sick, and I couldn't text him as my phone was stolen and I was at Lucas' place. I stretched my overly sore limbs and gazed around the room taking in the rooms details as I couldn't last night because I was a little busy.

The night stand had two green pills and a tall glass of water waiting for me and myself, wanting to be pain free, downed them. Lucas was a really caring person, I thought smiling to myself as I thought how lucky I was to have met Lucas.

Cursing silently I stumbled out of bed to find my clothes and possibly get out of here without Lucas seeing me. I wasn't ashamed or anything, I just know I looked awful and probably smelled.

I groaned silently to myself, blushing red when I noticed I was completely naked under the sheets. I stumbled my way to pick up a pair of boxers that laid on the floor and without thinking whose they could possibly be I pulled them up my legs.

That's when the smell of heaven hit me - the smell of bacon and pancakes that is. Like any advanced ninja like myself, I tip toed over to the door, careful not to give away my position.

For a second, I thought a god snuck into this fine establishment and took the place of an ordinary man. I mean mortal men didn't have such defined muscles or look so stunning even though they just came from bed after a night of sex. I mean I looked like some animal out of barn yard, and yet this man looked hot enough to melt ice.

Maybe I should work out more too, and possibly look like that one day. Not that I was super scrawny or anything, I just wanted to look good enough next to that gorgeous man.

I wasn't mistaken and practically drooled when the god like creature standing there flipped the food with his long spatula like trident, and swore it looked like something out of a playgirl magazine(guilty).

Now I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't want him to see me like this when he looked like that. I wasn't sure my ninja skills stretched far enough to get to the bathroom without him spotting me.

Before I could even make a daring step out of the cozy room, his voice that could shake the skies called out to me.

"Benji how long are you planning to wait there?" he called flipping a pancake simultaneously. I wasn't expecting him to notice me and I jumped, blushing awkwardly as his smile came to view. I looked both ways making sure that the sexy man was indeed talking to me before I timidly walked over to the counter in front of him.

"How are you feeling? Did you see the Advil?" he asked, acting as if my standing there embarrassed was perfectly fine and not the slightest bit awkward. I guess Lucas wasn't one to be embarrassed or notice an awkward atmosphere. He looked unfazed by what happened and how casual we were acting even though we had sex. I shook my head, Lucas was an adult he probably has experienced this lots of times.

"I feel good, and yeah I took them." I said lightly smiling while resting my chin on my hand. "Do you feel okay?"

"I'm perfect," he chuckled. "especially with you here," I smiled at his sweet words.