Chapter Four #2
Raj’s brows raised so high, they nearly touched his scalp and when the realization dawned on him, he grinned.
“I deserved that. Wasn’t much fun waking up alone.
Why’d you leave?” He didn’t need to add why’d you leave me, to that.
The hidden implication wasn’t missed, and I’d not do it again unless it was against my will.
“Sorry, but he beckoned.” I glanced at his purchases. “Nuts, apricots, grapes. What is today’s meal plan?”
Raj shrugged. “Meh, just kind of a snack day, I guess.”
Was he embarrassed funds were too low to afford the lamb or chicken that smelled so wonderful from the nearby cart? “How about dinner at my place tonight?”
“Genie…” He rolled his eyes. “You can’t keep feeding me.”
“Yes, I can, and I will. By choice. Besides, I’d rather not dine alone. Join me?” The smell of cumin and turmeric assaulted my senses, and I immediately knew what we’d be eating. Not that I required sustenance but would love his company just the same.
“All right, you win.” His jovial resignation was reassuring, and quick.
Raj and I had been apart long enough. We continued our journey through the market, and I purchased goods here and there to purposely leave at Raj’s place.
Or mine, depending on how tonight went. Yes, I could manifest nearly anything we’d need, but giving back to the community was an act I enjoyed.
I'd never fully replenish what the Maharaja took from them, but I did my best to return some of it through my purchases.
We made the short walk to his home where he tucked his purchases away.
Once I wrapped him in my arms, we reappeared inside my familiar space.
Only now I tried to see it through Raj’s eyes as he was the only one I’d ever let in.
Centuries of boredom staring at the same things time and again were reawakened with Raj here.
Many pieces had stories behind them while others were spur-of-the-moment buys.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that.” Raj drew in a deep breath. “Makes me a little nauseous if I’m being honest.”
“Sorry, I forget humans aren’t used to being transported. Maybe next time, close your eyes and see if that helps.”
“Nor are they used to anything magical.”
Point taken, but it was so easy to be truthful with Raj. My brain just had to remember this was foreign to him.
“Touche, dear boy. Let’s eat.” Once again, I had a meal fit for a family of twelve appear before us.
“Why do you keep calling me that—boy?”
“Because you’re my boy.”
“Like a son and you’re my father?” His face fell, disappointment marring his beautiful features.
I couldn’t have that. I was doing a piss poor job at explaining the lifestyle I wished for us to have.
“No.” I should’ve seen this coming and previously addressed it. “I’m sorry, let me better explain. I’m what is considered a Daddy, and Daddies have boys they care for.”
“Like a father?”
“No, as in a natural caregiver. Not a father in any sense of the word. A Daddy, in this instance, takes care of his boy as a boyfriend, not a son. It’s a relationship dynamic.
I ensure you are always fed, clothed, and never have to worry about anything while also being your lover.
” I paused to let the words sink in. “I’d have control of your orgasms and pleasure. ”
When his cheeks pinked, I knew he’d grasped at least that bit of it. Raj stared down at his plate, steadily eating in lieu of conversation. If I was anything, it was patient. I’d wait for the rapid-fire questions his mind was brewing.
“Yesterday I didn’t get a chance to see your whole place?”
Ah, a change in subject. This boy was delectable in every sense of the word. When had I last felt this surge of happiness? That was easy to answer.
Never.
“The beauty of my eternal tomb is its endless magical space. To see it all would take a lifetime. If you seek something, merely ask, and it will come to you. Magic surges through this lamp. For instance, if you wanted to lie down.”
At my words, the bed appeared behind us. I’d imagined Raj’s slender body sprawled across it so many times, the vision was always at the forefront of my mind.
“Wow, that’s the biggest bed I’ve ever seen.” Raj’s eyes conveyed the awe of the vision before him, different than the one he’d seen the day before and far more elaborate.
My bed was piled high with the finest of, well, everything a bed required.
High-end Egyptian cotton sheets, blankets, and pillows.
A lace canopy tented the top to give it an illusion of privacy.
Privacy was a given here, but perception and tranquility were key to shutting one’s mind down to gain a peaceful rest.
Raj sighed and slunk back in his chair. “I have so many questions.”
“I’d be shocked if you didn’t. Fire away, dear boy.”
Did he have a problem with my calling him boy?
Sure, there might be numerous obstacles for us to work past, but together there was nothing we couldn’t overcome.
He’d only asked why I had called him boy, but hadn’t requested I stop addressing him as such after my explanation.
In his world, these types of dynamics weren't as common as they were in other countries.
“Well, for one, the boy thing will take some getting used to. It kind of feels like I should be calling you master or sir, and I’m not sure how I feel about that.”
“Sir is a polite word to use but a Master, I am not.” It was not a word I ever wanted associated with me as I’d never possess anyone against their will. But Daddy resonated perfectly with me. Would he someday wish to call me that?
“I guess this whole thing is a lot to take in. First, I’m alone.
Then I find out I’ve really not been and that you’ve always been there.
Then you tell me you want to be my boyfriend and that you love me.
I’ve never had a reaction to another human being the way I have with you, which only further confuses me. For so long, I thought I was broken.”
“Oh, my sweet boy, you’re not broken.” I reached over and took his hand in mine. “You’re perfect the way you are.”
Note to self, don’t forget he had no adult around to explain the proverbial birds and bees to him. Be patient, it will all pay off in the end, Genie.
“I should’ve stepped up sooner. I apologize for taking as long as I had to speak with you.”
“Thank you for dinner,” Raj whispered.
I didn’t give him a chance to question what came next before I tugged him onto my lap. My boy needed to be held and for all I cared, the world could burn around us while he was in my arms.
He snuggled in, his face tucked into the crook of my neck. A perfect fit.
“Tell me what you need, love. Anything, and it’s yours.”
“Just hold me. I’m tired of feeling alone.”
With a mere thought, I moved us to the bed where he could comfortably stretch out. Once Raj was situated, he turned those soulful brown eyes on me.
“Thank you.”
There was no way I’d miss the opportunity to taste those perfect lips again and slowly leaned in for a kiss, allowing him to stop me or pull away if he felt the urge.
When our mouths met, I lost all train of thought.
Raj’s tongue tentatively touched mine, a sensual game of cat and mouse.
For a beginner, he caught on fast. Erections ground together through far too many layers of clothing.
“Raj…” I paused long enough to steal another kiss. “Tell me what you want.”
If my lips trailing along his jaw and down his neck made his reply more difficult, I felt no remorse for that.
“I want… I want…” Raj panted and tilted his head back. “Touch me.”
“Where?”
“Where you did yesterday.” Oh, my saucy boy.
I slid my hand beneath his shirt, along his abs, and up to his pecs.
His skin prickled beneath my touch. Flicking each hardened nub elicited the sweetest moans.
My boy was sensitive, and I loved it. Yesterday’s scene was nothing more than a warning, though it did come with a happy ending.
As much as I’d like to believe I could deny Raj orgasms, I knew better.
Today was a huge next step for him as well as for us.
Overstepping or assuming I knew what Raj desired could lead us down the wrong path.
Raj reached toward me, then pulled his hand back. “Can I?”
“Raj, my love, you can touch me anywhere.” Please. Desperate, I nearly begged but managed to refrain. But only just.
His hands mimicked mine as he tugged my shirt up and with the utmost of delicacy, lightly fanned his fingers across my skin. How long had it been since I’d partaken in pleasures of the flesh? I hadn’t so much as thought of touching another since Raj reached adulthood.
Make it good for him, Genie, so you’re the only one he’ll ever crave.