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My Boy is hurting.

I don't know what to do to make it better, either. He's been staying at my place all this week, but we haven't talked about it. I don't know how far to push him, but I don't want him to bottle everything up either. I've never had to deal with anything he went through. He was abused for years. Kicked out at seventeen for protecting his youngest sister. I don't know how he went through all of that and is still my sweet, amazing Boy.

I throw my pen onto my desk, fed up with how unfair life is to some people. The pen skids across the surface and balances on the other edge, teetering for a moment before laying still. I sigh and reach across the space to grab it before it falls. I'm looking at Orion's financials today. It's almost the weekend, so I closed the office early and told everyone to go home. They could work if they wanted, but I didn't care. We've been in the pits of the start of tax season and everyone deserves their weekends to unwind.

My phone buzzes on the desk and I pick it up. It's my mom calling. I've been so busy and wrapped up in Orion, that I've barely spoken to any of my family for the past month and a half.

"Hey, Mom." I say as I put the phone to my ear. I stack the papers up, tapping them against the desk to line them up properly before stuffing them back into the folder. It's really not as bad as Orion thinks, but it will take a serious conversation and some figuring out if he wants to pay everything off quickly. I’ve already called the credit card companies and got one of them to lower the interest rate, another to knock off a bit of the balance. I want to offer to help him. Honestly, his biggest credit card balance is about a week's worth of the money I make. But I know my Boy and he'll see it as a handout.

"Hey, sweetie. It's been a while. How is everything?"

"It's good," I say. I sit back in the chair and look out the front window of the house. It's sunny today, but I know the air is cold. "Sorry I haven't reached out in a while."

"Oh, it's alright," she dismisses. "I know how busy this time of year is for you."

"It's not even that," I say. I tap my fingertips against the desk, smiling to myself. "I met someone."

"Oh, Garrett!" My mom squeals— actually lets out a high pitched noise that I take as excitement. My mom might be in her sixties, but that doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy good gossip or happy news. "Tell me about him. How did you meet, what's he look like?"

I'm not telling her how we met. Not the truth, at least. "We met at the coffee shop. He's one of the newer employees there. I was with Remington. He's adorable, Mom. Brown hair with little curls at the end, big puppy brown eyes."

Lips like a sinner, a body that makes me hard the moment he walks into the room, the sweetest moans when I'm fucking him.

Shit, nope. Not thinking like that when my mom is on the phone.

"He sounds wonderful," Mom says. "And young?"

"He's younger," I say. My mom never once judged me when I came out to her. Over the years, I think it's become apparent that I prefer a younger partner. I've had a short-lived fling with someone younger than Orion a couple years back, but most have been late twenties to early thirties. "But he's great. I'll have to bring him by to meet you."

"If he makes you happy, he's great in my books." My mom might be pushing seventy but she has always been before her time. My uncle came out as gay before I was even born and growing up seeing how she treated him no different, I never had to worry about telling her. "Are you two doing anything this weekend?"

"I don't know," I say. "We could maybe stop by, if he's comfortable with it."

"Oh honey, I love you but don't do that." I'm taken aback by her words. I'm about to ask why, but she keeps talking. "Garrett, it's Valentine's weekend. Take him out, have fun. I know you get stressed this time of year so please do something outside of your house this weekend."

Shit.

I always forget about Valentine's Day.

Last year I didn't have anyone to spoil so I didn't need to think about it. This year, though, I want to give Orion everything. I pull up a new tab on my laptop and type in events happening in the city this weekend. I can hear my mom laughing through the phone.

"And that's my cue to let you go. I love you, Garrett. Call me next week, okay? And don't come knocking because your dad and I will be—"

"I don't want to hear it!" I cut her off. I shiver, not wanting that image in my mind, but smiling because I love her and Dad. "I'll call you next week."

"Bye." She says it with another laugh and I hang up the phone.

I continue my search, knowing I only have an hour before I need to leave to pick Orion up. I know the club has something going on this weekend, they always do, but I'm not sure if Orion would be up for that. Most of the high end restaurants are booked up on reservations. That isn't really Orion's style anyway. I change my search to look at either a bed and breakfast or a cabin for rent outside of the city. Something that isn't too far, but could be considered romantic.

I feel like shit forgetting about this. The worst Daddy that I forgot the one holiday where I'm allowed to spoil Orion as much as possible, to show him how much I love him. Outside of his birthday. And maybe Christmas. I'm not sure if he celebrates that, though. There's a suite two cities over, with a beautiful view of the river that runs past the hotel. One end overlooks the river and the other side looks downtown. It's only an hour's drive away.

I call the hotel and go over the options. They confirm it is still available, that they had a last minute cancellation and none of their waitlist needed or wanted it anymore. I include breakfast each morning, request that there be a bottle of wine when we arrive, and ask about the amenities. The room comes with a jacuzzi tub, a large shower, and a balcony that has a solid barrier instead of glass or a metal railing. Which means no one would be able to see us if we sat outside. Not unless we stood up, but even then they would only be able to see us from the waist up, at most.

There is an indoor pool, hot tub, and sauna on the ground floor. A snack bar by the check in desk, and a full scale restaurant on the third floor which is included with a hotel reservation. The concierge explains the events that are going on around the hotel, as well as other restaurants or places to visit.

Twenty minutes later, the hotel is booked and I have booked Riley at his favorite doggy care facility. I move upstairs to the playroom trying to decide what to pack. I figure that tonight I'll let Orion have his Little time and then we'll play it by ear tomorrow. I chose a late check out on Sunday as well, so we won't have to leave until one in the afternoon.

I pack the basics first: diapers, bottles, Orion's favorite pacifier that glows in the dark, his turtle stuffie, and three outfits. I hesitate on the pacifier gag he chose that first day. We haven’t used it yet. I throw it in the bag, just on the off chance. I move to the clothes next.

One is a baby blue romper with three ducklings across the chest. Another is a pair of black shorts and a green and white striped short sleeved shirt. The third is a new outfit. It's a onesie, with navy blue edges and sea turtles all over it, swimming in every direction.

I'm not sure what else he would want, but we're not going to have time to come back here, so I'd rather pack more than we'll need. I decide to go with a few more toys and another stuffie before I head to the bedroom and pack clothes. He has a few things here, since he's been staying this week. I washed all his clothes last night so they're clean and I add them to my bag. If I have my way, we won't need a lot of clothes.

By the time I'm heading out the door, I have two duffel bags and a bag of snacks for the road. I plan on stopping to get us a quick dinner, but I know my Boy loves snacks. I get to the coffee shop just before closing time. It's just Austin and Orion again.

I wait in the short line of people to order a coffee. If I'm driving, I'll need some caffeine to keep me awake. Plus, I don't plan on us going to bed at a decent time tonight. I'll let him stay up as late as he wants.

"Hey." Orion's smile is bright when I step up to order. "What are you doing here so early?"

"I wanted a coffee," I say simply. "Plus, I wanted to let you know that we are going away for the weekend. I've booked a suite at a hotel about an hour away. Don't worry, I've already packed everything you'll need."

"Everything?" I'm surprised he doesn't put up more of a fight about going away for the weekend, but I know that he needs this as much as I want it. A weekend to take a break and be together. Come Monday, we can talk about the other things and work out his new job schedule and talk about his siblings. I want him to enjoy this weekend with no stress.

"Everything. Probably more than everything, actually."

"What about Riley?" Orion looks genuinely concerned for the dog. I love how much he loves my dog. They are two peas in a pod when Orion is at the house.

"He's staying at his favorite doggy care place," I say. "Believe me, he'll be getting just as good of treatment as us. He loves that place and they'll give him a bath and all that."

Orion nods and then moves to the register. "What kind of coffee would you like?"

"I'll take a hot latte, please."

"Two pumps of caramel?" Orion asks before I can say it. I smile and nod at him.

"You know me so well, baby." I tap my card, noticing that the price is cheaper than what I usually pay. I'm assuming he gave me a discount of some sort. "I'll wait out in the car for you and then we'll get some dinner on the way, okay?"

"Okay." He gives me a smile and then turns around to make my drink. I watch him for a second before I'm distracted by Austin walking over. He looks tired.

"Everything okay?" I ask Austin.

"It's been a long week," he says with a sigh. "I'm ready for two days away from here."

I hate that he says that because I know how much he loves this coffee shop. Orion hasn't said a lot, but I can tell that this new schedule and the changes that the nephew is making aren't working for the employees.

"Are you and Remi doing anything this weekend?"

"We're going to the club," he says. "The Valentine's day party is tomorrow. He has to meet with a contractor tomorrow morning, but we're going after that. Are you and Orion coming?"

"I booked us a hotel away," I say. I don't mention that it was last minute and I totally forgot. "We're going to head out once he's done here."

"Ooh, sounds exciting." Austin wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and I roll my eyes. Orion hands over my drink and I thank him before saying bye to both and heading back outside. The weather isn't supposed to be too bad this weekend. No snow or rain predicted, which is a plus. I packed both of us sweaters and jackets just in case though.

Orion has at least a half hour before he's done. Riley is curled up in the backseat of the car. He barely lifts his head when I get behind the wheel. We're dropping him off on the way as well. I text Remi while I sip on my coffee. It's perfect. I have actually left making the coffee in the morning to Orion. After a bit of back and forth, he finally convinced me that he loves doing it and it's the least he can do for me. I tried to argue that I don't do what I do for him and expect something in return, but he wasn't having it.

I let Remi in on Austin looking tired at work while he's texting their plans for the weekend. We have another playdate scheduled for the first weekend of March, which was the only time everyone, Littles and caregivers alike, could get together. Remi calls me instead of responding with another text.

"Hey." I put him on speaker phone and place the phone in the holder on my dash.

"Sorry, it was easier to call you. I'm trying to set up this thing before Austin gets home. It's so damn complicated though."

I laugh when there's a grunt that follows this statement. "What did you get him this time?"

"I'm not telling you because you'll call me a simp again." He spits the word out, but it just makes me laugh louder. I learned that word from one of the Littles at the club and it fit Remi perfectly. There's a grunt and then a curse that comes over the line.

"Seriously, what is it?" Riley pokes his head between the front seats and I reach up to scratch between his ears.

"It's a tent cover to go over the bed in his playroom. It's supposed to fit the frame, but I'm worried if I stretch it any further, it's going to rip. This is definitely a two person job. It's meant to look like a castle."

"That actually sounds cute, so I'll refrain from calling you names again. Send me a picture when you have it done."

"If I get it done." I can hear him take a deep breath and blow it out. "Okay, I have to get back to this. Hopefully he likes it and forgets about work for a bit. Have fun this weekend."

"Same to you," I say and click the phone off.

Riley's low throat growl catches my attention and I look around the seat at him. His nose is pressed against the glass, facing the back of the coffee shop. I turn to see what he's looking at. The sun is setting and with the taller buildings and minimal lighting back here, dark shadows are cast all around.

It doesn't keep me from seeing that some man is standing way too close to another guy. My blood boils when I realize that it's Orion this mystery man is backing into a corner. Without thinking, I'm out of the car and running across the parking lot.

I can hear Orion talking, asking the guy to leave.

"Come on, I'm just asking you a question." The guy tries to step closer just as I get within arm's reach. I grab the guy's shoulder and spin him around. His eyes go wide and he stumbles back. Orion is immediately at my side, stepping behind me slightly.

"Get away from him." I puff up my chest, rolling my shoulders, and balling up my fists to be ready for whatever this guy brings.

"Who are you?" The guy is clearly drunk. It's way too early for anyone to smell this much like booze.

"I'm that guy's boyfriend," I say, dropping my voice and stepping closer to the guy. "And who are you?"

I have at least five inches on this guy and the muscles. He seems to realize this as he steps away. "I was just asking him his name, no harm."

"When you don't listen to someone telling you no, that is harmful." I stare him down, feeling the adrenaline pumping through my body. I'm not one to actually start a fight, but I'll defend those I love as needed.

The guy seems to sense this and holds up his hands. I don't move until he's far enough away, walking toward a line of cars. I hope he isn't driving home, but I see there's a group of guys around a truck that he seems to be heading to. I turn back to Orion and cup his face in my hands. His eyes are wet and I can see his bottom lip poking out a bit.

I wrap him in my arms and hold him tight against me. His arms wrap around me as well. I kiss the top of his head. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he mumbles against my chest. I give him another couple seconds before I pull back and look into his eyes again. They're still watery, but he isn't crying. The adrenaline is leaving my body but I can see he's still shaken up a bit. "I'm just ready to go."

"Come on." I take his hand and we walk to the car. I don't let go until he's sitting in the passenger seat. I send another glare to the guy, not sure if he can even see me. By the time I'm pulling out of the parking lot, Orion's hand has reached over and taken mine in his. "Orion, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I am. I promise. He just scared me. He came out from around the corner so I wasn't expecting him."

"I've told Remi and Austin before that there needs to be better lighting there." I turn onto the main road and lift Orion's hand to kiss it. "I'm glad you're okay, though."

We settle into a silence as I drive to the doggy care place. It's called Ruff-N-Ready and has a large, fenced in lot where the dogs can play and run around. Orion gives Riley several kisses and scratches before letting me get him out of the car. It doesn't take me but two minutes to drop him and all his things off. He has his bed, food, and his favorite toy.

When I get back to the car, Orion is still quiet but he gives me a bright smile. I give it another minute before I need to know what he's thinking. When I stop at a light, I turn to him. "What's up? You're being really quiet." I keep my voice quiet, filled with concern instead of accusing.

"You called me your boyfriend," he says finally. I'm confused for a second, but then I realize that despite us saying the L-word to each other, we've never put a title on our relationship. Not publicly, at least.

"Are you okay with that?" I press on the gas as we go through the intersection. The interstate is at the next light and then it's a straight shot to our destination.

"I am," he says. He shifts himself in the seat. I brought the truck today and I watch Orion lift the middle console so there's nothing between us. I can see his eyes move from me to the windshield and then back to me. I have no idea what he's thinking. I veer off the main road onto the entrance ramp for the interstate. It's past rush hour traffic so we aren't bumper to bumper, thankfully. I get into one of the lanes easily and settle into a comfortable speed. Orion, on the other hand moves the shoulder strap of his seat belt and moves to lay down.

"What are you doing?" I ask, more confused than anything. My breath catches in my throat when Orion's hand cups my groin. I'm instantly growing harder with just that single touch. I glance down and immediately wish I hadn't. Orion's big, brown eyes look back up at me and he licks his lips.

"Just drive, Daddy."

My cock throbs in my briefs, the bulge obvious in my slacks. I'm wishing now that I had changed into something a little more comfortable. Orion undoes my belt and the button of my pants within a minute. I keep my eyes on the road, focusing more than I ever have while driving. I know he still has his seatbelt on but the last thing I want to happen is a wreck or something.

"Fuck, Orion." I let the words roll out slowly. My knuckles turn white with how hard I'm gripping the steering wheel. My body is a mix of adrenaline and worry. I'm not sure how that combination is working, but my cock springs out of my briefs when Orion pulls them down.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, boyfriend." The word is so simple. It's adorable coming from his mouth. His tongue licks a stripe from my balls to the tip and I shiver. I glance out the driver window and see another car one lane away. They aren't paying a bit of attention to me, of course. I'm just another car on the interstate. "Daddy, you taste so good."

I know my cock is leaking precum. Orion's tongue laps it up, swirling around the tip and down my shaft. His hand works the last few inches he can't fit in his mouth. I shift my hips out of equal parts horniness and frustration. I want to pull over here and now, take him in hand or mouth too, but I can't.

"Honey, you are killing me." I move one hand to rest on the back of his head. His hair is soft and I can see the curls coming in more. He hasn't cut his hair since the beginning of the year and it's growing fast. "I want to fuck you so much."

Orion pulls off and I glance down to see him looking up at me. His head is resting on my thigh and he uses his hand to tap my cock against his tongue a few times. I have to tear my eyes away from the sight before I do actually crash. "Use me, Daddy. Use your hand to make me take whatever you want. Please?"

My cock twitches against his tongue. I glance down once more just as he wraps his lips around the head and sucks. I can see the glint in his eye now. I shift in the seat and move my hand to cup the back of his head. He smiles around my cock. I keep glancing between him and the road.

"Tap my leg if you need me to stop," I say. I can feel his head nodding under my touch.

I start out slow, pushing his head only an inch or so and holding him there for a second before letting him come back up. I feel the head of my cock brush the back of his mouth, pressing against the entrance of his throat. It's fucking hot. "Shit, baby. Your mouth is so warm."

I push his head down further this time, feeling his lips and tongue slide down my shaft. His throat constricts around me, sending a sharp wave of pleasure through my cock and down to my balls. I tug on his hair to pull his head back and hear Orion take a deep breath through his nose. I repeat the motion, feeling my cock pulse with a warning that I'm already close.

I've never had road head before, but I never imagined it would be this hot. I push and pull Orion's head, guiding him up and down my cock while I continue to drive. The noises he's making are driving me on, gagging, slick sounds, and heavy breathing from both of us fill the cab of the truck.

I pull him off my cock and hear him take gulps of air through his mouth. I glance at him. His lips are shiny, he has spit coating his chin and there are wet spots on my own pants. "Are you close, Daddy? My cock is so hard. I want to come too."

"Not until I do, baby." I want to watch him come and I can't do that if he's laying down like this. "Daddy's almost there."

He goes back to my cock without me even telling him to. He's back at it enthusiastically, slurping and sucking, swallowing when I push his head as far as he can take it. I can feel the sweat in his hair now, the exertion of what he's doing spurring me on even further.

"I'm coming, baby. Fuck, Daddy's so close." I scrunch my fingers in his hair and hold him still. I buck my hips twice before I'm spilling into his mouth. The fight to close my eyes and keep us on the road has me coming more than I think I ever have. I can hear Orion choking, struggling to swallow with my cock still in his mouth.

I manage to keep the truck steady while I come down from that high. I don't even bother tucking myself back into my briefs as I look around to make sure no one will be suspicious when Orion sits up. His lips are swollen and red and I can see tears in the corners of his eyes. These are good tears, though. He smiles at me and licks his lips.

"Undo your pants, baby. I need to see you come right now."

I make note of the exit sign we're passing. We've only been on the interstate for six miles and there's a rest stop coming up. If Orion can come before then, we'll stop and clean up. Change clothes. Orion follows my orders and pulls his pants down. His cock is rock hard and resting against his lower stomach. I want to jerk him off, but I've already been distracted enough.

"Touch yourself," I direct him. "Make yourself feel good."

Orion, for what's it worth, gives me a performance that is straight from a porn site. His moans are loud and I can hear the hitches in his breath from here. We're no more than three feet from each other, but it's still hot. I keep both hands on the wheel, but glance at him every few seconds. His tip is glistening with precum and he uses it as his own lube. On my next glance over, his other hand is cupping his balls.

"Daddy, I'm so close. Can I come?"

"Yes, Orion. Do it for Daddy and I'll get you all cleaned up in just a minute."

The exit ramp for the rest stop is coming up and I make sure to put my signal on. Orion's hand speeds up and his hips jerk, fucking his fist.

"Daddy!" His face turns to me as he comes, ropes of white shooting from his cock. It lands on his shirt, then on the seat, and finally dribbles over his own fist. He continues to fuck his fist slowly, another drop of cum dripping down his wrist. "I made a mess, Daddy," he says with a giggle. It's the post-orgasm bliss hitting him.

I turn into the parking lot and find the most secluded spot I can so we can adjust ourselves. Before he has a chance to do anything, I lean over and take his mouth with mine. I can taste my own cum on his tongue.

"You did such a good job, baby." I whisper the words against his lips. "Let's get cleaned up."