Chapter 6

Chris's POV:

"So, what do you need help with?" Kelvin asked after a few seconds of silence, and I huffed loudly. "Didn't you listen to everything I've been saying?"

"I'm sorry but I didn't, you were literally rapping those words out that I barely got five words out of everything. You need to explain a little bit slowly,"

I glared at my fingers frustratedly before repeating myself a little bit slower this time, I pulled the phone away from my ear and checked the time, it was already five minutes to nine pm and I was still in my robes and rabbit slippers.

Somebody shoot me, please.

"Can you hurry up please? Come up with an idea fast, time's almost up," I urged kelvin who at that moment let out another of his famous sighs.

"Who are you even going out on a date with that's getting you this worked up? Since when did you start going out on dates anyway?"

I sighed deeply, kelvin wasn't helping matters one bit, instead of him offering some much-needed help, he was bombarding me with questions I'd rather not answer at the moment.

"Kel? Just help me out right now, I promise to give you the whole gist this weekend." I tried bargaining, checking the time once again and finding only three minutes left until nine pm.

"Fine." He sighed before continuing. "So, do you guys wanna match or something? If you do, then you could pick out a tie that goes with his inner shirt or something." I bit my lower lip to stop myself from screaming at Kelvin out of frustration.

"Kelvin, I don't know what he's planning on wearing, haven't you been listening to me?" I groaned out before continuing, "You are not helping one bit to be honest."

"How about you call this person you're going out with and ask him what he's wearing? Then maybe you can start from there." Kelvin offered.

"It's literally one minute to the time he asked me to be ready, and I'm still in my bathrobe, and funny enough I don't even have his personal number with me…" I trailed off and collapsed on a pile of clothes before continuing, "What do I do, Kel? My life's such a mess and it hurts me to imagine someone looking at my life right now."

"Y'know what?" Kelvin started softly, a little too softly for Kelvin before continuing, "I love you so much, but you're a pain in the ass when things don't go your way, like right now. I don't know how to help you out honestly, I'm sorry."

I couldn't hold the tears back if I tried and the moment a teardrop fell on my arm, I wiped it off immediately and sniffed the remaining tears back, kelvin was right anyway, I really am a pain in the ass, and it isn't his fault that I am so indecisive to this extent.

"Aw baby, please don't cry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I was just being honest with you." Kelvin crooned in my ear.

I sniffed again, "It's all right, Kel. It's not your fault and yeah, you're totally right, I really need to work on myself." I assured him while picking at the edge of my robe.

I got off the phone with Kelvin and threw my phone on the bed and started pacing around my room while wringing my hands together, my teeth biting into my lower lip over and over again. The sudden ring of my phone made me jolt for a moment before walking towards the bed and picking the phone up. It was an unknown number, but I had a feeling it was going to be my boss since it was currently a minute after nine pm, which made me hesitate for a moment before I accepted the call.

"Hello?" I said into the phone the moment I accepted the call, my heart starting to beat nervously.

"Hello there, princess. You ready?" His deep voice demanded, sending a tiny shiver sliding down my spine, I bit my lower lip on realizing that he had called me princess again tonight.

On remembering that I was supposed to give him a reply instead of daydreaming, I worried my teeth over my lip for a few seconds more before letting out, "Um, not really." I whispered into the phone and moved my weight from foot to foot, wondering if I wasn't going to end up declining his invitation for dinner.

"Are you almost done yet?" He asked and I shook my head slowly, knowing damn well that he couldn't see me. "No, um…" I started to say before trailing off.

"Want me to wait for you in the car?" He suggested and I hesitated which made him continue immediately, "Want me to come up?"

I thought about how unkempt and rowdy my apartment looked, wanting to suggest we reschedule the dinner to another day, but then I remembered how he had driven to my house all the way from his house, and had most definitely set up reservations in a classy ass restaurant.

"Never mind, I'm coming up, where's your apartment?"

I closed my eyes, knowing my hesitation has made him take matters into his own hands by deciding to come up. I directed him as best as I could over the phone and a minute later, he was knocking lightly on my door.

I dropped the phone on my bed and hurried into the living room, grimacing in disgust at how the sitting room wasn't in a much better state compared to my bedroom, plastics of coffee and ice cream carton littered a part of the table and I quickly dragged them off the table and shoved them beneath the table before rushing towards the door and pausing to take a deep breath and finally turning the key and pulling the door open.

There stood Alex, the only man I've ever considered as perfect, dressed in a dark grey suit and blue undershirt. A grey tie was knotted at his neck, and I glanced up from checking his whole outfit out before finally settling on his face, and he didn't look happy.

"Hi," I whispered while staring into his face. I watched as his eyes swept over my underdressed state from the tip of my bunny ears slippers to finally settle on my face.

"You haven't started dressing yet." He stated the obvious and I felt shame wash over me briefly, how was I going to explain to him that I find it hard and confusing to choose from a bunch of things at the age of twenty.

"Um, no.” I replied quietly with my head ducked, on realizing that he has been standing in the passageway for some time now, I took a step away from the doorway and he got in immediately while I pushed the door closed behind him. On turning around, I sucked in a sharp breath and leaned against the door as his hand came up from his side to rest on the spot above my head while his eyes sucked me into their clear oceans.

"What's wrong, Chris?" He asked, though it was more of a demand in a calm voice and I puffed out a breath and was about to break the eye contact when his next words halted my movements.

"Don't you dare break the gaze."

I settled on blinking my eyes for a few seconds before replying to him, "Nothing's wrong."

I didn't need anyone to point out the fact that I was obviously lying, and he knew that as well, I also didn't need anyone to point out that he obviously wasn't pleased with my answer.

"Want to try again?" He asked, a little bit softer this time and I wanted nothing more at that moment than to jump into his arms and fall asleep there without thinking about my problems.

"So um, I didn't know what to wear to the dinner date and um, I tried asking my friend for help, but he wasn't any help, and I've looked through everything I own but nothing seemed right…” I started to explain to him with my eyes closing and opening due to how weird I find staring into his eyes and baring myself to him this way is.

"Shh," Alex shushed me quietly before pulling away from the door and giving me a few seconds of breathing space before my mind literally flew into my throat as I watched him turn around and took my whole living room in a few glances.

I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me in that moment, he must have definitely been questioning his dinner offer at this point.

I couldn't decide on something as basic as clothes, I also couldn't keep my house in order to save my life, and there's still a lot more to the list.

"Where are your clothes?" He asked after a few seconds and I hesitated a bit before pointing towards my bedroom for him, "They're in the bedroom."

I trailed after him slowly and we got to the bedroom in the next instant. I regretted wrecking complete havoc to my bedroom as I watched as Alex stood a few feet into the room and glanced around the whole room slowly, I rushed in quickly after him and started scooping up my clothes from the ground and heaping them on the bed with embarrassment hot as coal washing over my whole body. I stared at the pile of clothes on the bed once I was done and grimaced as it looked just as rough as it has looked on the floor some moments ago.

Finding it hard to turn back around and face Alex in the face, I remained in the same spot and picked at the ties of my robes, silently waiting for him to tell me that he wasn't interested in the date anymore and would like us to forget about everything that has happened between us at his office.

I jolted a little as he suddenly passed my stiffened body and headed straight for my clothes on the bed. Not knowing what to say, I bit my lips, wrung my fingers, and stared as his broad shoulders strained against the suit jacket he had on as he bent down beside my bed and started sorting through the clothes.

"What are you looking for?" I asked tentatively after watching him dig through my clothes at the edge of the bed for a minute."

"Your suits, we have a date to go to, remember?" he replied without glancing back at me, and I felt my heart skip a beat before returning back to its normal pace. I had no idea he was still going to be interested in the date after seeing all this. I also didn't imagine him being this calm and willing to help me pick out something to wear.

"Oh." I said quietly, not knowing what to say after that. Alex turned around and stared at me before inquiring, "What's wrong? You don't wanna go to dinner anymore?" He asked and I shook my head immediately while taking some more steps forward at the same time.

"No, no, that's not it. I still want to go to dinner with you." I replied immediately, our eyes locked for a moment and looked away immediately.

"But?" He prompted and I shrugged my shoulders a little, "I just thought you wouldn't want anything to do with me after seeing all this." I waved my hand around the room for emphasis.

"How could you think that? Of course, I still want to take you to dinner, I also want to do a lot of things with you. All these," He paused and pushed himself to his feet before waving around like I had done before, "Won't stop me from wanting something to do with you, understood?" He concluded with a question, and I nodded my head frantically, feeling tears prickle the back of my eyes, why the fuck was tears showing up now?

"C'mere." He crooked a finger at me, and I closed the small distance between us and slam into his body, wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my cheeks into his suit layers while trying my very best to blink the tears away.

He pulled my chin upwards after a minute and lightly brushed his lips against mine, I blinked the tears clinging to my eyelids in order to see him clearly. The kiss felt so featherlight and perfect, sending a small shiver down my spine and making me shudder a little against him even though it had only lasted for a few seconds before he was pulling away and pressing my face back into his chest once again, stroking his fingers through my hair as if he had come to the conclusion himself that I was a huge fan of that while his other hand stroked my back slowly through my robe.

"Here, wear these." He finally said as he thrusted some clothes into my arms. I nodded my head and proceeded to wear the clothes. I slipped my robe off and got into the pants he had picked out before shrugging into the inner shirt.

"Here, let me." Alex said and in the next instance, he was doing up my cufflinks and helping me into my black suit jacket. He had picked out a black suit, and a red undershirt which matched his tie perfectly.

"What about a tie?" I asked while feeling the part where a tie was supposed to be on with my fingers, a clear image of Alex wrapping his hand around my throat and jerking me forward with it flashed in my mind for a few seconds, making my face heat up on realizing that Alex was currently staring at my fingers playing against my throat and probably thinking about the same thing currently floating around in my head.

"You won't be needing one, you're good to go this way."

******

I picked at the food on my plates while grimacing through each tiny swallows, I had no idea the food I picked wasn't going to be as smooth as it had seemed on the electronic menu. Alex and I arrived at the resort some minutes after ten pm since I had delayed us for a good part of the night. We got shown to our seats, despite the fact that we were over thirty minutes, the staffs still fell over themselves around us while the manager shook hands with us before wishing us a good night and disappearing into what must be the ice room.

I glanced up from my food and watched as Alex ate his food without any problem. We didn't order the same thing, so I wasn't sure about what his food tasted like. One thing I was definitely sure of was that I had ordered something that tasted so bad out of ignorance since everything on the damn menu looked so weird and too posh for me to recognize. I also didn't want to ask Alex for help with the menu after he had just witnessed one of my huge problems with my indecisive ass back in my house, which was why I had to force this damn food down my stomach with the aid of the fruity wine which I was currently in love with.

Despite the fact that I had only eaten breakfast in the whole of today and was really hungry, forcing the food down my throat was really hard. I gave up trying to push the food down my throat at a point with my food still looking very much untouched and proceeded to just poke around the food and swirl my chopsticks into the food until the waiters came to clear the table. I had been completely lost in my head that I hadn’t even noticed that neither of us were saying a thing to each other throughout the dinner.

“Did you enjoy your meal?” Alex asked and I nodded my head while swirling my colorless drink in my tall glass. I took another sip of my drink and sucked the tiny drop off my lower lips, somehow wishing that Alex had at least deepened the kiss a little back in my bedroom and wondering how it would feel if he had done exactly that.

“Chris.”

“Yeah?” I dragged my eyes back to his distractingly handsome face on hearing my name. His black curls were almost dipping into his eyes and my stomach tightened in reaction to how good he looked.

“I really dislike it when you lie.”

“Oh,” I said quietly while averting my gaze away from his. I just knew he was going to see through me the way he always does.

“You didn’t know what it was that you ordered, did you?” He asked and I stared at him from beneath my lashes before shrugging and shaking my head slowly, “Not really, I didn’t.”

“You could have asked me for help when it comes to things you’re not fully sure about.” He continued, pinning me with a serious, shape gaze which was weirdly arousing and hot to me. I could perfectly see the disapproval on his face, and I knew I needed to do better to avoid making him wear this look every time.

“Okay.” I signed out and was about to take another sip from my drink when Alex’s hand whisked the glass from my loose grip and before I could drink, my glass was placed on the same spot as his while he watched me closely for a few seconds before waving a waiter over.

“Why are you waving a waiter over? Also, I really liked that wine, can you give it back?”

“You haven’t had dinner yet.” Was his only reply just as the waiter stopped at our table.

“Can you get me your regular menu? The ones including regular food, nothing fancy.”

The waiter made a reply before scrambling off to get the menu and I bit my lower lips in embarrassment, just how embarrassing can tonight get?

“This isn’t necessarily, I’m not really that hungry anymore.” I whispered to Alex, bumping my legs against each other beneath the table.

He stared at me without saying a thing until I looked away, my cheeks flushing in embarrassment on realizing that there was no need for me to bother lying to Alex anymore since he’d always know either way.

The waiter arrived with another iPad and handed me the menu, I avoided looking at him as I accepted the iPad and glanced through it. The foods on the list were all regular, everyday food but my stomach still growls at the thought of some chicken, chips, and a medium sized bugger with my usual banana milk. I didn’t know how it would look to the other people sitting around this part of the resort, and to the waiter whom I was a hundred percent sure was silently judging me.

I glanced up hesitantly from the menu to Alex and he nodded at me encouragingly.

I handed the iPad back to him and gave my orders to him. “That’s all?” Alex asked and I puffed out a breath.

“And a banana milkshake, thank you.”

The waiter walked off and I stared at my fingers on the spot before me, the colorless nail polish I had coated it at the beginning of the week was almost no longer there, I’d need to apply a new coat this week.

I had always been fascinated by stuffs like that since I was little, I started wearing nail polish last year and mostly wear a few flashy colors to school. Now I am currently sticking to the colorless ones because I wasn’t sure it was going to be cool with the work’s policy.

Alex got a notification from his phone, which held his attention until the waiter arrived with my food and set the tray before me, I inhaled deeply before the tray touched the table and my stomach growled in response, damn, this was something I was more used to.

“That would be all for now.” Alex dismissed the waiter, and we were once again left to ourselves.

I dug into my food immediately, sighing deeply as the burger melted into my taste buds. The burger was a lot tastier and richer than what I was used to, and I gobbled it down in no time. Once I was done with my burger, I picked up the cold banana milkshake and sucked on the straw, the familiar liquid sliding into my throat and soaking my tongue in its richness.

“Why don’t you wear your nail polish anymore?”

I paused the piece of chicken I was about to insert in my mouth and stared at Alex from across the table.

“Nail polish?” I asked and he nodded his head once, sitting forward in his seat and clasping his hands before him on the table. “I saw a bunch of them on your dress table tonight.

Oh.

“I still wear them, but I’m sticking to the colorless ones for now.” I replied slowly, before munching slowly on my chicken, wondering why he was suddenly talking about nail polish.

“Why?”

“Oh, I didn’t think it was appropriate for work, and I didn’t know if the people at work were LGBTQ+ supporters so I decided to stick to this for now,” I replied, purposely leaving out the fact that one of my main reasons was because I was afraid he wouldn’t like it.

“You can wear any color of nail polish you want to the office, anyone who isn’t comfortable with something like that would have to deal with it, the world is getting civilized every day and stuff like that is slowly being normalized amongst males the way it is amongst females.”

“Really?” I asked excitedly, my eyes lighting up and he nodded his head with a small chuckle rumbling out of him.

“Yeah, really.”

*******

I shifted a little in the passenger’s seat while staring at Alex handling the steering wheel from beneath my eyelashes, a small sigh escaped my lips as he finally pulled up outside my apartment’s gate. We left the resort about an hour ago the moment I was done eating and the bills had been settled by Alex.

He turned off the car ignitor and unhooked his seat belt and I did the same thing before turning around in my seat and said after a few seconds of silence.

“Thanks for the dinner date, it was really lovely.” I paused and snorted, “It wasn’t exactly lovely because I had to order food twice since I was too dumb to…” I continued to say until Alex finger on my lip stopped me.

“It’s a pleasure, I enjoyed every bit of it, and it wasn’t a problem that you ordered twice, understood?”

His finger on my lips switched to two and the moved lightly over my lower lips which parted a little beneath the ministrations.

“Yeah.” I replied quietly, my lips barely moving since I didn’t want his touch to disappear.

He pulled his fingers away and my stomach tightened in disappointment, I was expecting him to lean forward and finally kiss me senseless a second ago.

I guess that’s for another day.

“Mind if I go in with you?”

Alex suddenly asked and it took everything in me to not squeal loudly as excitement slid over my whole skin, was he finally going to kiss me once we get inside? Are we going to do more than a kiss?

We could have sex as well, oh my gosh.

I agreed immediately and few minutes later, I was unlocking my door with my boss’s hard muscles pressing into my back through his clothes, I pressed my ass against his thighs and panted as I struggled to insert the stupid key into the keyhole since I could barely breathe properly.

“Need any help?” He asked lowly, his breath fanning the shell of my ear hotly and I shook my head immediately while trying my best not to moan as his body pressed against mine even more.

Oh lord.

I finally got the stupid door open, and we were in the other side of the door in the next moment, with me pinned against the door by my boss’s body while we stared into each other’s eyes.

He leaned his head down and I raised mine up, going up on my toes and clutching his biceps to keep myself up while I parted my lips and waited for his kiss. He removed my hands from his biceps and cradled my face in his hand, his fingers moving slowly over my cheeks. I clutched his lapels of his suit, panting hard.

“Y’know, it’s almost twelve o clock, you should really be asleep now since there’s work tomorrow, remember?” I whispered, his lips a few centimeters away from mine, his breathe lightly hitting my parted lips.

I stared at him without saying a word for a few seconds before going up on my toes a little more and whispering against his lips, my eyes half open, “Kiss me already.”

He leaned down a captured my lips and I melted against him immediately. He sucked my lower lip into his mouth, and I whimpered against his lips. He broke the kiss slowly, his lips pulling my lower lip along with him for a few seconds before finally letting go.

I moaned breathily, my eyes reduced to tiny slits as I clung into his jacket while his lips traveled over my jaw, nipping, and sucking on a spot lightly until I was whimpering again, my hips pressing against his hard thighs desperately. He kissed and licked the shell of my ear and I shuddered as the light breathy licks sent a thousand shivers slithering down my whole body and rushing into my dick.

“Sir,” I whispered quietly before moaning breathlessly and thrusting against him when he sucked my earlobe into his mouth.

His reply was to swoop back up and take my mouth in a kiss which made my toes curl in my shoes, his tongue sliding into my mouth and stroking the roof of my mouth.

I didn’t know a kiss could be this intense, I’ve had my fair share of kisses back in college and high school, and none could ever come halfway compared to this.

“Oh God,” I whispered against his lips when his firm thigh pushed my thighs apart and pressed against my bulge. He took my mouth in another kiss, stifling my moans and groans as he grinds his thighs against my bulge, sending pleasure licking over my body like molten fire. I pulled away from the kiss to throw my head back against the door and groan thickly, my hips working my dick against his thigh and more sounds falling out of my wet lips.

His mouth landed on my exposed Adam apple, and I groaned a little loudly the moment he sucked on the nub, his tongue sliding over the sensitive skin of my neck.

Fuck.

I couldn’t think, couldn’t keep my eyes open, couldn’t stand on my toes anymore, but the pleasure kept washing over me in waves after waves, overflowing my senses and stifling my brains, making everything ten times more intense and making me more responsive than I’ve ever been.

I didn’t expect him to take a step away from me and his whole touch to disappear from me in the next instant. I blinked my eyes open and stared at him wildly while panting hard.

“I have to go now.”

“You’re leaving?” I asked as I tried to stop myself from panting.

“Yeah, you also need to get to bed.” He replied as he glanced at his wristwatch for a few seconds.

“But I don’t want you to go.” I whispered as I took a step towards him, I felt my dick pulse in my pants, I didn’t want him to go, I wanted him to do lots of things to my body.

“I’ll make it up to you tomorrow, yeah?” He cupped my cheeks between his hands, and I nodded my head slowly.

“You know what to do, don’t you?” He continued, his thigh lightly brushing against my bulge before disappearing in the next instant. I didn’t need to think twice before figuring out what it was that he was referring to.

“Yeah, no cumming.” I said and he nodded his head approvingly, “That’s a good boy.”

I glowed inside as his praises washed over me, I wanted to be good for him, and I loved being good for him.

“G’nite princess.” He whispered as he dropped a kiss into my hair, his fingers stroking through the strands for a few seconds.

He placed his hand on the doorknob before turning back around and looking me up and down, a part of me hoped he had changed his mind and was going to stay for a little while more.

“Tomorrow, we’re going to discuss all these.” He waved his hand around the whole house and towards the direction of my bedroom, I flushed in embarrassment and ducked my head, I knew it was still going to come up, there was just no way he was going to ignore it.

Was he going to punish me?

“Don’t be late tomorrow.” Were his last words before he let himself out and closed the door softly behind him. I quickly locked the door and leaned against the door while breathing in and out deeply.

What in the world is happening to me? One moment I was lusting heavily over my boss and the next he was choking and spanking me and taking me on a date before ending it with a nerve wrecking kiss and leaving behind a weird feeling deep in the pits of my stomach.

******

“What's with the way your apartment looked like last night?”

I bit my lips and glanced away from Alex while wringing my fingers on my thighs. I was currently sitting in the seat in front of Alex’s table while he sat in his regular seat, his jacket hanging over his seat as usual. The sleeves of his shirt were drawn over his arms to reveal his bare skin and I couldn’t help but notice how veiny his arms were.

It was currently some minutes after one in the afternoon on a Friday, the office was going to be closing by four o’clock today since it’s the end of the week. We had a meeting this morning with the CEOs and the owner of the company, Alex, along with their various assistants, which lasted for two hours straight.

“Um,” I trailed off and puffed out a breath, what was I supposed to say?

“When last did you thoroughly clean your whole apartment.” He asked and I bit my lips before shaking my head slowly.

“I don’t really remember,” I whispered quietly, color flooding my cheeks in shame.

“What about your whole clothes?”

“Um, I was planning to put them all away, but I was so busy this week, and I scattered everything more while looking for something to wear last night.” I defended myself immediately, seriously bashing myself in the head for being cursed with a procrastinating spirit as worse as mine.

“You’re going to thoroughly arrange your whole house as soon as possible.” He stated as he leaned forward on the table and placed an elbow on the desk while his finger tapped away on his chin.

“Oh.”

“Yes. Don’t you want your house to be clean, so that even if you sleep in, everything looks nice and sparkling clean?” he asked and I sighed. I wanted something like that so bad, but even if I end up arranging the house which was going to be a lot of work, it’s still going to get scattered again after a few weeks.

“I do.” I mumbled and he crooked his head to the side. “It’s just that, I know I’m going to forget to take care of the house a day after I rearrange it.”

Why the hell did I even mention that now?

“Don’t worry about that for now, we’re going to take care of that, yeah?” He reassured and I found myself relaxing as those words washed over me. I had no idea why the thought of him taking this particular decision out of my hand and handling it himself was so reassuring, but it was, and I was basking in the moment, staring at him across the desk looking all serious and smoking hot as he tapped away on his MacBook, his bulging biceps calling out to me as usual.