Chapter 5
Once Ethan was on his way home, Koa didn't know what to do next. He'd made sure his friend had food and that he was okay. Now there was just him and Manny standing on the sidewalk.
It was quiet around them. Like maybe the earth had decided to press pause as they figured out what they wanted.
Really, it wasn't about figuring things out.
Koa knew. He knew that he wanted his Daddy to go home with him.
He wanted the two of them to cuddle in bed together and share secrets in the privacy of his home.
He'd even be fine with going to Manny's place.
It was moving a bit fast, sure, but he knew that this was right.
He felt it deep inside him, and his Daddy had more than shown that he was not out to hurt Koa.
As he worked up the courage to say something, his Daddy spoke.
"I don't want to be presumptuous, sweetheart, but I don't want the night to end."
Koa smiled brightly at his announcement. "Me neither, Daddy." He bounced on the balls of his feet as restless energy flowed through him.
His Daddy wrapped Koa up in a tight hug and kissed his forehead. It soothed a bit of his excitement, making him feel drowsy and cared for. It made him want to be Little and let go. He wouldn't do so until they were safe behind closed doors. It was better that way.
"Do you want to go to my place or yours?" he asked.
Koa thought about it for just a moment before he said, "Mine, Daddy."
The other man nodded, then linked their fingers together and turned them back towards the car. Once Daddy made sure that Koa was buckled in, he went to his own vehicle and they began the journey through town to reach Koa's place.
It was a small apartment. It didn't bother Koa, of course.
It was just him living there, after all.
Besides, he liked feeling small, liked being Little and curling up with all of his blankets and stuffies.
It also worked out well when his friends came over, because they could just dogpile together like they would at the club.
There was stuff all around his place, and when he opened the door, he almost winced at how disheveled it was.
His Daddy was going to see just how messy he could be outside of his work environment.
The club came first in a lot of ways, both in his time and attention, his energy too, which meant his home was an afterthought.
"I'm sorry for the mess, Daddy," Koa mumbled as he started to move around picking the scattered items up. Blankets, empty plates, and a buried Mr. Teddy were in his arms when a hand at his lower back made him freeze.
"It's okay, sweetheart. I like seeing this part of you, knowing that you aren't trying to hide it from me. It is wonderful."
The tension in his shoulders fell away at the admission. "Really?" he said, just to be sure.
Daddy reached up, cupping his face between his hands, making sure that Koa was paying attention. "I'm absolutely positive, sweetheart. Everything about you is a new adventure. Every fact is another step towards being able to take care of you the way you deserve, the way I want to."
Koa blinked back the tears that wanted to come. He was overwhelmed by emotion: joy and excitement, but also nerves. How did he get so lucky? Where had Manny come from? This man, this perfect Daddy.
Manny leaned forward and kissed his forehead again. Every time he'd done so, Koa pulsed with joy. He couldn't get enough. It was wonderful and sweet and tender.
When Daddy pulled back, Koa shivered, because while his gaze had been sweet all day, there was an underlying heat in his eyes now. Koa's cock hardened in an instant. His body wanted to meet Manny's desire, wanted to lay before him and let him have his wicked way.
"Sweetheart," Manny growled. "You can't look at me that way right now. I'm trying to be a good man."
Koa whined. It was the only thing he could think to do. His arousal had taken over, clearing away all rational thought, which is why he rose on his tiptoes and pressed his mouth to his Daddy's.
They didn't need words, didn't need to discuss in detail what was to happen. They understood one another, felt the connection. Their bodies would be perfect together. They would align. Koa knew it.
His Daddy was frozen for only a moment before he sank into the kiss.
His hands moved back up to hold Koa's head perfectly still, and his body shifted forward until Koa could feel his hard length pressing against Koa's own erection.
It was phenomenal. And it had Koa gasping in a way that allowed Manny to slip his tongue between Koa's lips.
They tangled together, tasting one another as the tension between them rose higher and higher.
Koa's hands, which he'd been leaving by his sides, found their way under Manny's shirt against warm skin.
He rubbed against Manny, feeling every line of muscle and patch of hair.
He couldn't get enough; couldn't satiate the hunger he felt.
He pulled his hands out from under the shirt, then moved them to Manny's shoulders. His leg rose, wrapping around Manny's hip as he tried to climb the other man. Manny chuckled into their kiss as his hands released Koa's face and scooped up the smaller man.
Koa would have been shocked, maybe even a bit appalled, that he was being carried around.
It wasn't like he was super heavy or anything, but still, people didn't do this.
Not in reality, right? But reality was very much what Koa was experiencing.
The way Manny's hands cupped his ass, the way their hips ground together, his body was vibrating with all of the need he felt.
It was very, very real. And Koa drank it up.
He luxuriated in it, wanted to spend days, weeks, years here, buried in everything that was his Daddy.
Manny pulled back, his breath heavy, as he said, "Where is your bed, sweetheart? I need to get you on a bed."
Koa leaned away, his hand pointing down the short hallway.
Manny moved confidently through Koa's small apartment.
It technically could probably be considered a studio in a lot of places, but Koa had appreciated that there was a wall keeping his bedroom separate from the main area.
It gave an illusion of privacy for when other guests came by.
He didn't have to go into the bathroom to change or anything like that.
Plus, at times like this, Koa appreciated having a space designated for what was about to happen.
He wanted this moment with Manny to be special. He wanted it to be romantic.
When they reached his small bed, Manny eased him down and stepped back. His eyes roamed over Koa like he was feasting upon him. Koa had never felt so sexy, so desired.
"Do you want me to strip you?" Manny asked, his voice more groan than his normal speech.
Koa eased back, leaning on his elbows and spreading his legs. "I want you to do everything, Daddy. I don't want to think."
Manny tilted his head. "Do you have any hard limits? I don't intend to get intense with you, but there might be some heavy kisses and groping. I might want to leave a hickey on your neck, so others know that you're taken. I can't be sure, so I want to clarify before you give me blanket consent."
Koa shivered at the questions. His cock pulsed at the vision of Manny sucking on his neck to the point where he wore multiple bruises.
He would show them off proudly at the club.
Others would give him knowing looks. Some would even congratulate him.
Koa wasn't big on dating, and they would be happy if he found someone that serious.
It also amazed him how much Manny wanted to possess him, and how it didn't bother Koa in the slightest, because it was exactly what he wanted.
A Daddy who was serious about him, one who wasn't there to play games or act out a scene.
"My only hard limits are golden showers. I also am not a big fan of anything involving scat."
Manny nodded. "I agree there. I also don't intend to inflict any type of pain. I'm not even a big fan of spankings. I'd prefer my boy's punishment to be something that truly sticks with them rather than causing a bruise."
Koa swallowed back the whine that rose in his chest. "I don't like spankings either, Daddy."
Manny's face lit up. It was beautiful. It was also the biggest fucking tease Koa had ever seen, because how could this man look so good when he was preparing to pounce?
The next second, Manny lunged at Koa, his hands gripping the boy's pants and underwear in one swoop, pulling them down.
Koa yelled though not in a fearful way. More shock than anything.
Manny didn't stop to admire what he'd revealed so far.
Instead, his hands went underneath Koa's shirt, lifting it in a way that forced Koa to sit up.
Once he was bare, Manny wasted no time in stripping himself.
Koa kicked his own socks off because he didn't want to wait any longer.
It was too much, too enticing. He took the chance to meet Manny on equal ground.
As soon as his Daddy was fully naked, he climbed onto the bed and crawled until he was hovering over Koa. His hard length pressed against Koa's, eliciting a moan.
"I fucking love the sounds you make, sweetheart," Manny said, his hips rocking forward, creating friction between them.
Koa's body was on fire. The need was so intense he didn't know how he would be able to function, how he'd be able to do anything other than feel this for the rest of his life, every single day.
Manny leaned forward until his mouth was pressing against Koa's. They kissed languidly, with Manny rocking his hips and Koa thrusting to meet him. It wasn't long before Koa felt his orgasm slam into him. He yanked away, his body taut as cum spurted from his cock.
Manny watched in rapt fascination, his tongue coming out to lick across his upper lip. Koa collapsed against the bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly with his breath. Manny watched him for a moment, then gripped his own cock tightly as if to stave off his orgasm.
With their eyes connected, Manny leaned forward, shifting until his mouth hovered above Koa's stomach and chest where he had splattered his release.
Manny made a show of extending his tongue and lapping up some of the mess.
When he swallowed it down, he closed his eyes and hummed like it was the best tasting thing in the world.
Koa didn't know if he was going to explode or if he would even be able to walk.