Lukas & The Lion

Chapter 12- My Best Behavior

"You could be hurt or kidnap! This is no good, Lukas. I love you so much I hurt to think of danger can happen to you alone on train! And your father does not even know you go! Give me phone, now!" Ari was pissed.

His father had brought me home from the office to have lunch and wait for him. When Ari arrived, he found us making sandwiches and talking in the kitchen. His mother was out shopping. His father left us to go back to the office.

"I'm sorry. I was desperate! They were going to send me to an anti-gay therapist guy. I had to get out of there! Please don't be mad. I didn't know what else to do!" I gave him my phone and sat on the edge of the bed as Ari paced back and forth in one of the bedrooms of his parents' home. He set my phone on the dresser. I wondered if he was taking it back from me.

"You run to daddy for help, didn't you? My princess was scared and make bad choice because his protector was not around for him. I was too busy with meeting. This is my fault, Lukas," Ari sighed. 

He stopped pacing and knelt in front of me, looking so handsome in his work suit and tie. He slid his hands up my thighs and looked at me with hunger.

"I did. I need you daddy. Please don't take my phone back," I whispered and tried to look as innocent as he thought I was. 

I leaned forward until our foreheads touched and the thin line of his disapproving lips turned up at the corners to form a smile. 

"Please, sir," I begged. He slowly melted and I felt a surge of relief push through me. 

"You are so beautiful. So much trouble, but so beautiful! Your father will be angered with you. How to punish an angel? Take his new phone away?" Ari reached up and pushed back the hair that had fallen over my face. 

He kissed me then gave me a playful shove so I fell back against the blanket.

"You're taking my phone back for punishment? No, please!" I begged as I was sitting back up.

"I should! You were bad and if your father was not come to punish you then I will have to do it myself and spank the pretty pink ass, but no. You need phone. I find apps I need put on it so I keep eye on my Lukas. You will not disappear again." Ari called me his Lukas. My heart gave a little jump. He kissed my cheek. 

"Thank you, sir. I won't. I promise I won't. I was desperate and so far from you," I told him. 

"I get changed and then we get ready to deal with your father. He will not be so light with you," Ari said. 

He got to his feet and struggled out of his suit. He stripped down to a crisp white pair of boxerbriefs that contrasted beautifully against his almond-toned, chiseled physique. They hugged his ample package and showcased the beautiful orbs of his thick, Persian ass.

"Is this your room?" I asked when he went to a dresser and pulled out a yellow t-shirt and red shorts. He slid them on with a nod.

"It was before I buy my condo. When we move to America this is room I stay in," he said. 

I looked around to see little clues like the bottle of the cologne he always splashed on and a few pictures of him with friends. He stretched against the door frame of the closet and then came to lie down with me. 

We barely had time to snuggle before his mom came home. She hugged me and berated me for running away then hugged me again. I knew her opinion of my family life was low and me escaping from conflict with my father's girlfriend brought it down a few more notches. 

"You come help me prepare for dinner! You poor boy. We cook and you tell me your troubles, yes? Don't worry, sweet boy. We will make it better," she said as she pet my hair.