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“Daddy! Hey!” He hadn’t expected to get a ride, but it was a pleasant surprise. He ran to unlock the door.
Rome slipped in and opened his arms, drawing Fillion in for a strong, warm hug. “How are you, boy?”
“Good! It was dead today.” New Year’s Eve and January were always slow, but it let them catch their breath from the holiday season. “You?”
“We closed at noon, so I cleaned the house a little so we could start the new year being lazy. Are you looking forward to the party at Christian and Jerusalem’s?”
“I am! I got them the cutest little champagne glasses for a hostess present.”
“Oh good one—I didn’t even think about a hostess gift. Such a smart boy.” Rome kept him close, so warm and strong against him.
He beamed and shivered. Rome was so generous with his praise, so easy with it, and he gobbled it up. “Thank you, Daddy!”
“Thankyou, boy.” Tilting his chin, Rome gave him a kiss that threatened to set him on fire.
He melted, letting the strength and the solid belief Rome had in him buoy him.
Humming, Rome grabbed his ass and lifted him slightly, started walking him toward the back of the store. “A quickie in your break room will make the drive home easier.”
“Will it? Then we have to get ready for the party.” Fillion had had more quickies in the last week…
“Uh-huh. That shouldn’t take long.” They went upstairs and got to the tiny room at the back of the bookstore, and Rome pressed him up against the wall, cock hard against his belly, lips crashing down onto his.
Rome lifted him up, and he wrapped his legs around Rome’s waist, holding on tight.
Rome worked a hand between them, undoing Fillion’s slacks and then his own as Fillion held on, Rome’s shoulder muscles like magic beneath his fingers.
He nibbled on Rome’s earlobe, tugging a bit, teasing his Daddy. Rome growled, but he didn’t worry—he’d learned that sound meant his Daddy was turned on.
“Daddy. Need you.” He hummed softly. “Need you so bad.”
“Right here, boy, and I’ve got you.” When Rome got their slacks undone and open, he tugged Fillion’s cock out and held it in that big hand alongside Rome’s. Oh, the heat was tremendous, the silk-covered iron against his cock so good.
His lips parted, and Rome kissed him, tongue-fucking him hard and fast, the whole thing maddening and perfect all at once.
Rome’s hand flew on their cocks, jacking them quickly. And somehow Rome managed to press his thumb into Fillion’s slit on every upstroke, making his balls ache in the best way possible.
He knew to wait for his Daddy’s word. He knew if he did, he would be rewarded, praised. It wasn’t easy, Rome had him shivering and needing, his legs tightening around his Daddy’s waist in his effort to hold back his orgasm.
Just when he thought he wouldn’t make it, Rome bit at his lower lip, then whispered, “Come for me, boy.”
He shot, arching and crying out, praising his Daddy’s name.
Rome’s come joined his, spraying up between them, and Rome’s hand slowed, still moving, though, prompting aftershocks of pleasure.
They blinked, both of them staring at each other with the goofiest of grins.
“Do you know how happy you make me, Fillion?” Daddy asked, his smile getting even bigger.
“I hope I make you happier than anyone else ever, Daddy.”
Rome nodded. “You do.”
“You make me happy too. Thank you.”
“That’s my job and my pleasure.” Rome helped him get back to his feet. “Let’s clean up a little and get home so we can change and go celebrate the incoming year with our friends.”
“Sounds good. I’ll grab the present too. Love you, Daddy.”
