Part IV - Happy Endings #7
Nick snorted and shook his head. For a second there he’d thought that Billy had shifted his focus away from his machine, but he should have known better.
“Really? Should we warn the rest of the castle in case it goes boom again?” Nick stepped forward and examined the machine. There were still bits and pieces of gears and wheel lying about, but now that he paid attention he could see that the machine was in fact finished.
“Do we have to?” Billy whined, clearly eager to get going. Nick gave him a look.
“Yes. Go tell Pat that you’re going to test the machine, and give everyone an hour to prepare.”
Nick delivered the words in a stern tone that brokered no arguments. Billy tripped from foot to foot, like he was debating with himself if he should argue or if obeying right away would get him what he wanted the fastest.
He ran off without another word.
Nick watched him go, admiring the way his pants pulled tight over his pert cheeks as he ran, before turning back to the machine.
He wondered how it worked.
Smiling, excited on Billy’s behalf, he guessed he’d soon find out.
Billy stood next to Nick’s solid body and counted the seconds until the alpha was going to channel magic into his machine.
At first he’d been worried that Nick wouldn’t be able to pull wild magic into the experimentation room, but Nick had assured him that the window up on the far wall was more than big enough to let in a current of magic.
“It’s been almost an hour,” Billy said, turning to Nick and clutching his arm. He looked up at the muscular Santa with pleading eyes.
“It’s been twenty minutes,” Nick countered, smiling like Billy was being funny.
Billy resisted the impulse to stomp his foot.
“So what kind of toy are you making?” Nick asked after another excruciating minute had passed.
“What?” Billy looked at the alpha with a confused expression. Nick raised his brow.
“This is a toy-making machine, right? So what kind of toy are you going to be making first?”
Billy’s mouth hung open. He hadn’t thought of that. Looking at the machine, his eyes wide, he couldn’t think of anything suitable.
“What about an action figure?” Nick asked. “Those are always popular, right?”
Billy frowned. He didn’t want the machine’s first toy to be an action figure. It had to be something traditional. Something special.
“I’ll have it make a music box,” Billy said. Music boxes were delicate work—with lots of moving parts and artistry—and if the machine could make one it could make anything.
“Sounds good,” Nick said, crossing his arms.
“How much longer?” Billy asked, knowing that he sounded whiny and not caring.
“Thirty minutes,” Nick said. He sounded annoyingly patient. Billy startled when a heavy, gloved hand landed on his neck and squeezed. For the first time in a week he felt a stirring of interest in his cock, though it was quickly overshadowed by his impatience to test his new machine.
“I’m getting a little tired of hearing you whine,” Nick growled, his voice sending a shudder down Billy’s spine. “Why don’t you put your mouth to better use while we wait?”
Billy looked up at Nick, caught of guard by the suggestion. He couldn’t give Nick a blowjob now. He was waiting to turn on his machine!
“On your knees,” Nick said, shoving Billy to his knees and stepping in front of him. Billy stared up at the towering alpha, feeling conflicted, gasping when Nick grabbed him by the hair and shoved him into his bulge.
“Open your mouth.” The words were rough and demanding, going right to Billy’s balls.
Nick yanked Billy’s head to the side so that his lips were over the outline of his huge cock, holding him in place.
Billy opened his mouth and sucked on the bulging shaft, closing his eyes as he breathed in the scent of alpha.
Nick’s hand in his hair, his mouth on the alpha’s cock, Billy didn’t forget about his machine—but for the first time in a week he was distracted. Sucking and mouthing at the delicious bulge, Nick’s musky taste filling his mouth, Billy felt himself getting hard.
Or trying to. Frowning, Billy reached down and felt his cock, surprised to feel it encased in plastic. He’d known that he was wearing the cage, but in his rush to finish the machine he had completely forgotten.
“My cock—" Billy started to complain, wanting the cage off, but Nick shoved him back into his bulge.
“I’ve spent the past week jerking off in the shower. That cage isn’t coming off for at least a week.”
The words were almost angry, spoken with a harsh growl that had Billy shuddering. The idea that Nick was denying him release for a whole week made his balls feel like they were going to explode.
He didn’t know how he would bear it.
“Fuck this,” Nick said, pushing Billy away so that he fell on his ass.
Nick stepped forward, freeing his cock, and lowered himself down so that he was crouching over Billy’s face and pressing him to the floor.
Before he knew what was happening. Nick was pushing the head of his cock into his throat and fucking into him.
“Fucking take it!” Nick growled, thrusting into Billy’s throat.
Only the alpha’s grip on his hair kept Billy’s head from slamming into the floor.
Nick lowered his chest down to the floor over Billy’s head, his legs spread out on either side of Billy’s body, and reached down to fist both hands in Billy’s hair.
“Hold on!” Nick grunted, pumping his hips up and down, fucking into Billy’s throat with a vengeance. Billy reached up and clutched Nick’s hips, letting himself be used, his mind torn between the pleasure of being Nick’s personal toy and the agony of being denied his erection.
Nick didn’t last long. He fucked Billy’s skull with hard, powerful thrusts, coming hard after just a few minutes. He pulled up so that only the head of his cock was inside Billy’s mouth, and shot his load.
Billy swallowed down the endless flow of cum, and by the time Nick’s balls were empty he felt bloated and full.
“Fuck!” Nick exclaimed, rolling off Billy to lay next to him on his back. He scooted down and pushed his arm under Billy’s head, curling it up to pull the elf closer to himself. “That was good. How are you feeling?”
“I want to cum,” Billy said, his cock pushing painfully against his cage. Nick laughed.
“I’ll give you a choice. Either I take the cage off now and you get to cum, or we can test your machine and the cage stays on until Christmas Day. What do you choose?”
Billy shot up. “Machine!” he blurted out, his cock forgotten. Nick grinned and stood up, tucking his wet cock back into his suit.
“That’s what I thought,” he said, walking up to the machine. “Are you ready?”
Billy’s eyes his machine, suddenly feeling nervous. He nodded, unable to speak, and Nick smiled in understanding.
“Okay, here goes,” Nick said. Billy held his breath as the alpha reached outside and grabbed a hold of a current of wild magic and pulled it into the experimentation room, shoving it into the channeling rod inside the machine.
The machine groaned, and Nick and Billy both moved behind the wall erected to shield them from explosions.
The machine made a clanking sound, Billy’s heart sinking, but then the sound faded and the machine started purring.
There was no other word for it. The sound was low and pleasant, and Billy jumped up in joy and ran over to the machine.
Standing in front of the controls, he instructed the machine to make a music box.
It took about half an hour to program, but once he stepped back and pulled the lever to start making toys, everything worked like it was supposed to.
A perfectly wrapped box rolled off the conveyer belt at the back of the machine, and Billy grabbed it and carried it over to his desk. His fingers trembled as he unwrapped it, lifting out a perfectly formed music box. Opening the lid, the room filled with music.
“It works,” Nick said, standing behind him. Overcome with emotion, Billy rounded on the alpha and held him close. He couldn’t believe that after years and years of work, he’d finally succeeded.
It was the best feeling in the world.
Billy carefully wrapped his present for Nick, his chest enthused with warmth at the thought of Nick’s face when he opened it. Nick had been very patient and understanding with Billy during the week where he frantically rebuilt his machine, and he wanted to show the alpha how much he appreciated it.
Tying a ribbon around the present, Billy lifted the box up and placed it under Nick’s Christmas tree, right next to the mysterious present addressed to him.
“Is that for me?” Nick asked, startling him. He hadn’t heard the alpha enter the room. Turning around, Billy grinned at the sight of the alpha leaning against the door.
“Yes,” Billy said, blushing. He was sure that Nick would love his present, but he still felt nervous about giving it to him. Presents were serious business in Santa’s castle.
“I can’t wait to open it.” Nick walked into the room and right up to Billy, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him up against his chest. Billy leaned back as Nick wrapped his muscular arms around him.
“I talked to Pat and the senior elves today,” Billy said. Nick looked down at him, pushing him forward and setting him down in the couch. Billy shuddered in pleasure when Nick sat down next to him, draping an arm over his shoulder and pulling him in close.
“Yeah? What did they say?” Nick reached up and rubbed Billy’s ear between his thumb and forefinger, and for a second Billy was too focused on the feeling to answer. He shuddered and pulled himself together.
“They’re going to use it!” he said, happy. His greatest worry had always been that he’d build his machine only for the other elves to dismiss it. After all, making toys was fun. Why would they want a machine to do it for them?