Part IV - Happy Endings #6
Billy looked more excited than Nick had ever seen him, and considering some of the things Nick had introduced him to, that was a considerable blow to his ego. Then again, his machine was Billy’s life’s work. Of course he would be excited at the prospect of a breakthrough.
“Lie back and let me take it out,” Nick said. No sooner were the words out of his mouth than had Billy rolled back and lifted his legs, exposing his hole. The sight was spectacular. His ass was red from being spanked, and the base of the plug was nestled tight in his crack.
Nick licked his lips and grasped a hold of the plug, pulling it out. Billy made a hissing sound, drawing air in through his clenched teeth as the widest part of the plug passed his rim, a stream of Nick’s load escaping his ass before he managed to close his winking hole.
Wiping the plug off on the sheets as Billy moved back into a sitting position, Nick turned it upside down and opened up the compartment that used to hold the batteries.
“See here,” he said, Billy leaning in with an expression of intense concentration on his face.
“I use a tiny channeling rod to pull in wild magic, and then the crystal here filters it and focuses it into the circuitry. It took me a few tries to get the thickness of the crystal right, but it wasn’t too hard.
” He looked at Billy’s face, wondering what was going through his head. “Does that help?”
Billy looked up at him with an almost manic look. “It uses wild magic?” he asked, a slight frown wrinkling his brow.
Nick nodded.
“Why?”
Nick shrugged. “I made it before I came here. Wild magic was all I had access to. Why? Do you think it matters?”
Billy scrunched up his face in thought. “I don’t know. What happens if you channel castle magic into it?”
Nick had no idea. He reached into the castle wall and tugged on the warm, gentle flow of magic and sent it into the plug. The prostate hammer kicked into action immediately, and Nick turned the plug around.
“I guess it works the same. I don’t think it—"
The plug’s internal mechanism ground to a halt and the plug exploded. Nick threw up his arm to shield his face, pushing Billy down to the floor as he threw the plug to the other side of the room. The sound of the plug exploding was loud.
Nick dropped his arm and looked down at Billy, breathing a sigh of relief when he saw that the elf was okay. Looking at his hand, Nick’s glove was singed and ruined, but the suit’s magic had protected his hand. Pulling the glove off, Nick examined his hand just to be sure he really was okay.
“Wild magic! That’s the answer!” Billy said, shooting to his feet. He looked ecstatic. “I need to get down to the experimentation room.”
Nick was caught off guard when Billy jumped up and hugged him, rubbing his face against Nick’s chest like a happy puppy before pulling away. “Thank you so much! I’ll come find you when I need your help to test the machine.”
And with that he was off. Nick watched him go—naked and drenched in cum—running out of the room with only one thing on his mind.
Surely he wasn’t going to leave Nick’s apartment naked, was he? Nick waited, sure that Billy would come back for his clothes, but the sound of the front door opening and slamming shut put that idea out of his head.
Shaking his head, Nick laughed. Things might not have gone quite as he planned, but he had a feeling that helping Billy solve the problem of his machine would do more to endear him to the elf than any sexual game or kink he could introduce him to.
Heading into the shower, Nick soaped himself up and relaxed under the hot spray. Giving his spent cock a few lazy tugs, he resigned himself to the fact that he would be spending the next few days—or weeks—having to take care of his own needs.
Smiling, Nick found that he didn’t mind. It was a small price to pay to see Billy so happy.
Billy ran through the castle with only one thing on his mind, making his way to the experimentation room and throwing himself over his desk.
He pulled up the most recent plans for his machine, looking them over frantically, grabbing his pencil and sitting down to work.
Figuring out how to add a channeling rod and crystal filter into the machine shouldn’t be hard, but he had to calculate the thickness and curve of the crystal just right.
Winging it like Nick had done simply would not do.
Completely absorbed in his work, Billy had no idea how long he’d been at it when he heard someone come up behind him.
“Billy?” It was Tulip. Billy was just finishing up his second round of calculations, and this time he thought he had it.
“I figured out how to make it work!” he said, not turning around. “Well, Nick was the one who figured it out, but still! Isn’t it great?”
Tulip moved next to him and he looked up. “You do realize that you’re naked, right?” she asked. Billy frowned, wondering what she was talking about. He wasn’t…
Oh.
Blushing, Billy put his hands over his crotch, his mortification increasing when his hands hit hard plastic.
He was still wearing the chastity device Nick had put on him when he was in the stocks.
And now that he thought about it, he hadn’t cleaned the come off his face or out of his hair, either.
All he’d done was hastily wipe it out of his eyes before getting to work.
Tulip laughed, and Billy could feel his face heating up. He knew he must be as red as a tomato.
“Only you, Billy,” Tulip said, walking over to his neighbor’s desk and coming back with a blanket. He grabbed it and hastily wrapped it over his naked body. “So what happened? Bop said she saw you running through the castle like Krampus was chasing you, and that you were naked.”
Billy sank down in his chair and closed his eyes. If Bop had seen him… fuck. The whole castle would know by now.
“Did she tell anyone else?” he asked hopefully, wondering if maybe this time Bop had chosen to be discrete.
Tulip cackled. “You wish!”
Billy groaned. He would never, in a million years, live this down.
“Did she say…?” Billy couldn’t bring himself to ask it.
“That you were naked, drenched in alpha sperm and wearing a cock-cage? Yes. Yes she did. Why, was that supposed to be a secret?”
Billy buried his face in his hands, his mortification only growing when they came away crusty with dried sperm.
What was wrong with him?
“So you figured out how to make your machine work? Is that what I’m understanding?” Tulip sat down on his desk and peered down at his designs for the machine like she had a clue what to do with them.
And like that Billy forgot all about his mortification. “I did!” he said, happy and excited. “Every time I’ve redesigned the machine I’ve designed it to use castle magic, but it needs to use wild magic! Nick showed me how to make it work.”
“Huh,” Tulip said, a thoughtful look on her face. “So he isn’t totally useless. That’s good to know. But how are we supposed to operate a machine powered by wild magic? None of us can work with that?”
Oh,” Billy shrugged. “Nick would have to start it. But that’s fine, isn’t it? Once it’s turned on, it should run without intervention.”
Billy didn’t think that would be a problem. Nick could always claim that operating a toy-making machine wasn’t part of his job, but Billy seriously doubted that he would be that petty. Nick would be only too happy to help.
“Good for you. So when will it be ready?” Tulip asked. She jumped off the desk and walked around Billy’s chair, looking at the broken machine standing against the wall.
“If I work really hard, I think I’ll have it done by Christmas. We won’t be able to make any toys with it for this year, but wouldn’t it be cool if I got it working before then?”
“Very cool,” Tulip agreed. She smiled at him, genuinely happy on his behalf, and Billy counted himself lucky to have such a good friend.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” she said, leaning against the desk. “I’ll tell everyone not to worry about you. They’ll understand when I tell them you had a breakthrough.”
“Thanks,” Billy said, remembering to be mortified again. He needed to shower and put on some clothes, but the thought of wasting so much time was abhorrent to him.
“Bye then,” Tulip said, heading off. “Don’t forget to eat and sleep!”
“I won’t,” Billy said, but Tulip had already left the room.
Tucking the blanket around his waist, using a loose corner to surreptitiously wipe his face clean, Billy got back to work.
It was going to be a busy week.
Nick watched Billy work, standing off to the side of the room as the slight elf assembled his machine one piece at the time. Nick had no idea how all the gears and pieces of metal were supposed to fit together, but Billy didn’t hesitate as he welded and bolted his huge machine together.
It had been five days since Billy started work, and in all that time Nick had barely gotten a dozen words out of him. The elf worked long into the night—falling asleep on the floor next to his machine—eating only when Nick, Tulip or Pat brought him food and forced him to eat.
Nick had never seen anything like it. Billy was still wearing the cock-cage Nick had locked on him while he had him trapped in the stocks, and from the smell of him he hadn’t showered either.
Nick couldn’t deny that he liked the way Billy reeked of him, warning every alpha who came within a mile radius that he was taken, but he also wasn’t going to go anywhere near the elf until he showered and cleaned the grease and sweat off his body.
“What are you doing here?”
Nick looked up from his musings to find Billy staring at him. The elf looked bewildered, like he was trying to figure out how Nick had gotten there, and Nick grinned.
“I’m just watching you,” he said. “I’ve been practicing with the reindeer all day, and I needed a break. They’re vicious bullies the lot of them.”
Billy grinned. “I’m so glad you’re here!” he said, and Nick felt his heart swell. “I need you to turn on the machine. I think it’s ready!”