Page 43 of Beg for Death
"You try!" He insisted on dragging me to the machine. "I'm so bad at it. I only got the smallest one." He frowned. "Can you get me one?"
"Serously?" I asked.
Felix pouted. "Please, Daddy?"
I groaned, but put a token in the machine. It started up. Lights, too much noise, the mechanical arm… It was a lot. But Felix stood by my shoulder as he expectantly waited to see if I could win him a prize.
"What do I get if I win?" I asked, moving the arm.
He lit up. "Whatever you want! But I was thinking I could take your cock to the back of my throat, choke on it until I cry, and then you could cum on my tongue before I showed it to you and swallowed."
The mechanical arm veered far right. I glared. The prize that had seemed so easily obtainable was knocked out of position, and I was left to stare before I turned and looked at Felix. He stared at me, blinking slowly, before he giggled like a loon. I growled.
"You're so lucky we're in public or I would be spanking your ass," I muttered in his ear.
Felix wiggled. "Promise?"
Dio, he was insufferable. Infuriating. I should have wanted to tell him to fuck off, but I found myself… amused by him. He was carefree, light in a way that I had lost years ago. As if he was the only part of the world, my world, that still made sense. My chest squeezed, an ache traveling through my body that I couldn't contain.
"Go play some more games," I said. "Before I drag you back home and focus on my pleasure and not yours."
"Yes, Daddy," he whispered. He paused. "Thank you."
As he bounced away, I stared. Felix was unlike anyone that I had ever met before. I loved that about him.
Felix was talking a mile a minute.He wouldn't stop going on about the arcade, the games, the lunch we'd eaten of pizza and wings and way too much sugar in that churro disaster he wanted. It was the kind of inane endless chatter that usually would have driven me crazy. Now? I just let it happen, nodding here and there as he recounted the day as if I hadn't been right there beside him.
"Will you calm down?" I sighed. "You're a mess."
"Sorry!" He plopped down on the couch, bouncing and wiggling as he stared up at me. "I had such a fun day."
"Yeah," I said. "I know." I paused. "It was a good day."
Felix looked as if I had handed him an armful of gold instead of the bare minimum about how the day had gone. He was the sweetest, gentlest, most insane man I had ever met. And for some reason? I couldn't see myself not having him around. I moved to the kitchen to grab a beer before I opened my laptop. He was already asking me about some carnival, and I stopped to look it up.
"Can we go, Daddy?" he asked.
"I just pulled up the site. Can you relax?" I asked. "You're insufferable."
"I'm trying!" he whined and nuzzled against me, still wrapped in my hoodie.
I grinned. "Annoying."
"Yeah, but I'm your annoying."
I shook my head and went back to looking things up. My phone buzzed away in my pocket. When I pulled it free, my heart nearly skipped a beat. Slowly, I stood up, then disconnected the internet on my laptop.
"Don't move," I said. "I'm stepping out to take this call."
Felix shrugged, the least concerned person I had ever met in my life. "Okay."
I unlocked the front door and locked it behind me. Outside, day had just burned into night, the sun setting and the sky splashed with oranges and reds, lighting up the sky even as the moon rose and stars were waiting to twinkle. I pulled my phone free and pressed it to my ear after hitting the answer button.
"Where is he?"
"Where is who?" I asked, knowing that familiar voice. The one that had haunted me while I stayed locked in a tiny cell, one that he had never even bothered to come visit. "Jasper, you sound desperate."
There was a pause. "I know you did this."
