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The boy nods, relaxing a little. He rubs at his eyes like a sleepy toddler and yawns.
“Did you not sleep last night?” When Carter cowers, Nathan hurries to remind him, “You’re not in trouble. I just want to know.”
“I – I had a really bad dream,” Carter says quietly, his hands squeezing each other where they rest in his lap. “I woke up feeling sick, and then I couldn’t really fall back asleep after.”
“Mmm.” Nathan studies Carter, wanting so badly to ask about the dream. It was obviously upsetting, though, and if he wants the boy to rest now it won’t help to bring it up. Instead, he kisses his forehead and says, “I’m sorry to hear that, sweetheart. Next time you can wake me up, okay? Sir wants to take care of you when things like that happen.”
Carter eyes him, skeptical, but he nods.
Nathan takes his suit jacket off, loosens his tie, and rolls his sleeves. He places the jacket beside Carter on the desk and takes a seat on his large leather desk chair. Watching Carter watch him, Nathan unbuckles his belt and very slowly pulls it from the loops of his pants. Carter licks his lips, looking at him with heavy-lidded eyes.
“Sir?” he slurs in slight confusion.
There’s no fear, though.
Nathan loves that there’s no fear.
“You’re going to keep my cock warm with your ass today.” Nathan leans forward, taking a bottle of lube out of the top right drawer on his desk. He stands, placing his hands on either side of his boy, and ducks his head to kiss him. Once he feels Carter relax, Nathan pulls away and smiles. “Lay back for me, sweetheart.”
Yawning, Carter slowly lowers himself until he’s lying on his back, his feet flat on the desk. Nathan spreads the boy’s legs and brings each foot to rest on the arms of his chair, bracketing himself with his face just inches from Carter’s ass. Mindful of Carter’s injuries, Nathan guides him until his ass cheeks are right on the edge of the desk.
“Sir?” Carter asks again, sounding more awake but also more confused this time.
“I’m just going to prepare your pretty hole,” Nathan explains as he gently slides the plug out of his ass. “We want you to be comfortable, right, sweetheart?”
Carter only hesitates for a second, which is a testament to how well their practicing has been going regarding Carter accepting good things when Nathan gives them to him. “Yes, sir.”
“That’s right. Good boy.” Nathan starts trailing kisses down the inside of Carter’s leg, traveling from his knee to the crease right beside his groin. He makes sure to ghost his breath over Carter’s half-hard cock before starting at the opposite crease and working back down toward the other knee. The boy starts to shiver, his teeth clacking a little. Nathan pulls back, heart pounding. “You okay, sweetheart?”
Carter nods, giving him a dopey grin. “’M great, sir.”
Relieved, Nathan nuzzles the inside of Carter’s right knee and pours lube on his fingers. He takes his time rubbing slow, gentle circles on his boy’s hole until he has Carter gyrating his hips in a silent plea for more.
“What?” Nathan smirks. “Does someone want to be filled?”
Face bright red, Carter peeks at Nathan through his lashes and nods shyly. He bites his bottom lip and lifts his hips as if to ask. Nathan doesn’t mess with him, just sliding two fingers into his hole. He flicks his gaze up to check in on Carter, grinning to himself when he sees the boy sprawled out on his back, arms lazily above his head, eyes closed, pretty pink mouth open in a gasp. Nathan wants to slam straight into him and fuck him until he’s sobbing with pleasure.
Instead, he takes his time. He slowly works the boy open, using a generous amount of lube, making sure he’s so stretched that his cock will barely bother him. Carter’s half-asleep and lust drunk by the time Nathan guides him off the desk and into his lap. He presses a kiss to the boy’s temple while lining his cock with his hole and pressing Carter down on it. Carter moans, his head falling forward to rest on Nathan’s shoulder.
“Feel good, sweetheart?”
Carter mumbles something unintelligible, nodding his head. Nathan smiles. He presses more kisses to the side of Carter’s face before settling back in his chair. Once he’s in a comfortable position, he takes his suit jacket and drapes it over the boy’s shoulder as a make-shift blanket. This is why Nathan did this, instead of putting the boy on the floor. He wants Carter to rest comfortably. The only way that’ll be acceptable for people to witness is if Nathan is using him as a warmer like this. Not that Nathan is exactly complaining. He’s becoming quite a fan of having Carter pressed close to him.
“Now you just relax and warm sir’s cock, okay?”
“Mmm, yessir.”
“Go ahead and sleep, sweet boy. Get some rest.”
With a happy little sigh, Carter deflates against Nathan, his head lolling until it’s perfectly nestled in the crook of Nathan’s neck.
He’s asleep within seconds.
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Carter spends his day drifting in and out of consciousness, caught up in the swirl of blissful moments when he’s awake, and dreaming peacefully when he’s asleep. He’s sometimes shifted a little to the left or the right. Sir spends time with his hands beneath the suit jacket covering him, just rubbing soothing circles against his skin. There’s no way he can be doing anything productive during these times, but Carter doesn’t dare point that out. Sir has him use a bathroom at some point before placing him on the edge of his desk to share bites of a cheesy chicken quesadilla. He even gets a few sips of sir’s soda, in between all the water sir forces him to drink. After that, he was pulled back onto sir’s cock, suit jacket covering him again, so he could take another nice little nap.
One of the times he wakes up in sir’s lap, Carter hears him on the phone. His chest rumbles against Carter’s as he speaks in a low, smooth voice to whoever is on the other end of the call. Carter tries to keep still and quiet. He doesn’t want sir to know he’s awake.
