8. Volt #2
He shook off the thought. He didn’t want to even imagine it right now. It was too… Well, it was work. Not relevant right now, since he was off the clock and he had his boyfriend in his arms.
“Should I get my overnight bag?” Wallace asked. “I brought pajamas this time.”
“Are they cute?” Volt asked suggestively.
Wallace’s face fell. “No? I mean, they’re just… It’s shorts and a t-shirt. Kind of like the ones from last time? But, uh, in my size.”
Volt wondered if that meant baggy and shapeless. “The ones I gave you were exactly your size.” He gave Wallace’s ass a squeeze. “But Daddy got you something else tonight. Something pretty for my sexy girl.”
Wallace’s face colored, right on cue. “Daaaaaddyyyyy…” he protested, but it was soft. Not a real protest at all.
“None of that, darling girl. Daddy gets to dress you up tonight.”
“Okay, Daddy,” Wallace whispered, proving that he’d wanted it all along. He’d just needed a little push from Daddy to remind him that it was alright.
Volt walked around the car and, with a little maneuvering, managed to open the door, swing down to pick up the gift bag from the seat, and close the door again, all without setting down his precious cargo.
“Did you look inside?” Volt asked, curious.
Cue that blush. “No, Daddy. I, uh, wasn’t sure if it was for me.”
Volt lifted one eyebrow.
“Okay, fine. I knew it was for me but it was…”
“Overwhelming?” Volt asked gently.
“Yeah. Uh, I know in my head that it’s okay. And it’s great for other people! I fully respect that. But there’s a part of me that’s still convinced that I’m doing something wrong.”
Volt rubbed his back soothingly. “You know that it’s not though, right? You’re allowed to wear anything that makes you feel good.”
“Even dresses?” Wallace asked, and then immediately covered his mouth. Clearly, he hadn’t meant to say that.
Volt’s heart surged. Watching Wallace blossom, seeing him come into his own, just did things for him as a Daddy.
He wanted to watch over him. Nurture him.
Protect and guide him until everyone else could see the shining star that he saw inside.
“Of course, dresses. And maybe some sexy leggings. And purses. You’re going to need cute little purses for the cute little yappy dog that you’re going to get. ”
Wallace giggled. “I didn’t say I was getting a dog. And I couldn’t walk around with a dog in a purse!”
Volt strode up the stairs, giving the back door a mental command to open. Wallace sounded aghast, but Volt had seen those pictures on their first date. Wallace clearly needed a fluffy little lap dog that could fit in his purse.
“You absolutely could. You’d be adorable together.”
Wallace hid his head in Volt’s neck as they traversed the hallway. His shy baby was probably overwhelmed by the idea of dresses, but they had time to get there, if that was what Wallace wanted.
For now, he’d keep mentioning exactly how sexy it was until Wallace started to believe it.
It wasn’t really about the dresses for Volt, as hot as that would be, but the thrill of watching Wallace grow confident in himself, of being the one who Wallace trusted with his most vulnerable desires. That was everything.
Volt gave the cameras a quick check to make sure that the elevator lobby was empty, called an elevator down, then made his way over to it just as it reached the floor.
He didn’t like using the public spaces while Wallace was with him. Wallace was for him alone, not for anyone else to see. And he didn’t want any clients getting ideas that he, or any of the other bots, would offer something like this to them.
This was… This was special. Magical. Completely removed from mundane sex.
It was really starting to itch his circuits that he hadn’t gotten Wallace a bed in his room yet. He’d ordered one, but he’d wanted it to be special, and the shipping was taking forever.
With Wallace in his life, he was burning through money. Not huge amounts, exactly, but more than he’d ever spent on himself before. And since he’d never had a big salary to begin with, he didn’t have much to spare.
It was just that he wanted to show Wallace how important he was… and he knew that Wallace had a lot of money. Clearly, he would be used to the highest quality, wouldn’t he?
Which led Volt back to worrying about money. How would he ever keep up, when he was barely making it as it was? When Prism was, in fact, being targeted by some unknown asshole?
He shut that thought down quickly. This was supposed to be his special time. His escape from the real world. The place where he could control everything and let his outside worries float away until Wallace was the only thing that mattered.
“I’m sorry I don’t have your bed yet,” he said, as the elevator dinged. He checked the cameras, instructing one of the bots to keep a client inside a room for a few more minutes.
It was so much weirder taking Wallace back to the rose room during business hours, when the other rooms were occupied. The itchy feeling spread down his arms.
“That’s okay, Daddy. I just want to be where you are,” Wallace told him, making him melt all over again.
“Thank you, creampuff.” He made his way quickly to the rose room, eagerly shutting the door behind them to seal off the outside world. With an absent thought, he let the bot down the hall get back to its regular routine and lead its customer out to the hall.
Yeah, this was weird.
He hadn’t thought it would be, but it was.
He let Wallace slide down his body, enjoying the glide of all that plump flesh and trying to put himself back in the mood.
Behind Wallace’s back, he rifled through the bag, pulling out the cummerbund and tie that he’d stashed there earlier and fluffing up the tissue paper. “Are you ready for your present?” he asked, teasingly. “Daddy can’t wait to see you in it.”
“I guess,” Wallace answered, shy and hopeful all at once.
“You’re going to look stunning,” Volt told him. “Go get ready for bed. Put it on for Daddy.” He said the words, but he didn’t let Wallace out of his arms. He just wanted to cling to him. He needed another kiss.
Wallace was panting and flushed by the time he’d gotten enough.
Did Wallace understand how he needed him? How he was Volt’s sun and moon?
“Go on, now.” He gave Wallace’s ass a playful tap.
“Yes, Daddy,” he answered, looking a little dazed. Then he leaned closer. He kissed Volt’s neck, so that Volt had to stifle a moan.
It was just so good. Sooooo good.
His timid little hamster was taking what he wanted, and what he wanted was Volt.
It was like Wallace had invented kissing all over again.
Then Wallace exhaled against his ear. “I was researching blowjobs in the car, Daddy.”
Volt’s fingers clenched subconsciously around Wallace’s arms and his dick throbbed. “Fuck, baby. What did you learn?”
Wallace cringed, going from sex kitten to awkward in an instant. “Well, um… I read about a lot of things that I probably can’t do yet. But I really want to learn! I… I want to make you feel good, Daddy.”
Damn. It was killing him, this earnestness. The desire to please.
How had he gotten so impossibly lucky?
“Everything you do makes me feel good, baby girl,” he promised.
“But if you want to learn how to suck my cock…” He let the words dangle, watching Wallace’s breaths quicken and his eyes widen with need.
“Daddy could teach you.” He made the words husky.
“Or maybe you’re just a good little slut who needs Daddy to use his mouth.
Your technique won’t matter when I’m fucking your hungry throat. ”
Wallace whimpered, nodding in eager little jerks.
Volt was going to explode in his pants. He couldn’t remember ever feeling this aroused, and that was saying something.
Wallace ran a hand down Volt’s chest, and it burned, the pleasure almost too much. It was like when Wallace touched him, he couldn’t even think.
He pushed Wallace away, needing to get his bearings. As the Daddy, he couldn’t just fall apart at the first touch. “Go get dressed, baby girl. Make yourself pretty for me.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Wallace stumbled toward the bathroom door, looking flushed and happy, even if his fingers trembled a bit when Volt passed him the bag.
When Wallace shut the door—and firmly locked it, as if Volt hadn’t already seen every voluptuous inch of his sexy body—Volt sank down onto the bed.
He knew he should check in with Angel. Hell, he should really be out on the floor, since it was a Friday night, even though it was late.
But he was feeling selfish. And, fuck, did he need a break.
So he went back to his lists of potential date locations, researching and rearranging as he added new ideas.
No, he had an even better idea. An amazing idea…
And, hopefully, a perfect way to apologize to Wallace for all his mistakes and insecurities earlier.
A smile spread across his face as he started rearranging the room, settling into his Dominant space. He sent one of the available bots to fetch some things from his room, then make a second trip to the storage shelves in the basement.
This was what his Daddy side craved.
Setting up the perfect scene. Taking control of his submissive and bringing him joy. Letting the tumultuous day fade away as he transported Wallace to somewhere only he could bring him.
He’d been waiting his whole life to have someone to share things like this with, and now Wallace was his.
He sent the bot back down for a third trip.