Chapter 91: A Side of Me Only You Know

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: A Side of Me Only You Know

~Frederick’s POV~

"You’re welcome, sweetheart." I held him close. "You can ask me anything, and I’ll explain it to you. Whatever you want, just tell me, okay? I’ll give you everything this world has to offer."

He nodded against my shoulder and whispered, "Okay, Sunshine."

A small smile tugged at my lips as I held him a little tighter. We stayed like that for a while, enjoying the quiet comfort of being in each other’s arms.

After a few moments, Reynold pulled back enough to look at me.

"Daddy?"

"Hmm?" I hummed, gently stroking his back.

His cheeks turned pink as he met my eyes. "What should I say or do when we visit your grandparents? How should I behave? I want them to like me and accept me."

I chuckled and cupped his cheeks between my hands, gently squishing them together. "Just be yourself and relax. You don’t have to worry so much about it."

He let out a quiet breath, still looking at me as if he wasn’t entirely convinced. "Okay. From now on, I’ll focus on my studies and on winning your heart completely. I want you to be so obsessed with me that you won’t be able to stay away."

"Careful what you wish for," I teased, running my thumb over his cheekbone. "I’m a lover boy. Once I fall deeply in love, I’ll be all over you. I just hope you don’t get tired of me."

"I will never get tired of you," he murmured without a second of hesitation.

Satisfied with his answer, I slipped out of bed and stood up. Before he could ask what I was doing, I bent down and scooped him into my arms. He immediately wrapped his arms around my neck, rested his head against my shoulder, and let me carry him to the bathroom.

As I walked, I smirked down at him. "You know, I love the sounds you make when we’re intimate. They’re so damn sexy. They always leave me wanting more."

Reynold turned his face away, trying to hide his embarrassed smile. "I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr. Corvin. I’m far too innocent to understand such things. I’ve never even been touched," he teased, putting on his most scandalized expression.

I grinned as we reached the bathroom. "Oh, really? Then who was the one saying, ’Mr. Corvin, it won’t fit. It’s too big’? And yet, you’ve taken it plenty of times, haven’t you?"

I set him gently on his feet. The moment his toes touched the bathroom tiles, he clapped both hands over his ears, his face turning bright red. "I don’t know what you’re talking about!"

I leaned closer to his ear and imitated the breathless sounds he’d made earlier.

"Ah, Daddy... yes, yes, Daddy... Fuck me please, Daddy..."

Reynold squeezed his eyes shut, keeping his hands firmly over his ears. "Stop it, Daddy!" he yelled.

"Stop it, Daddy... oh, fuck, Daddy—" I continued, deliberately winding him up.

Before I could finish, Reynold spun around, grabbed my face, and pressed his lips against mine to shut me up.

I smiled into the kiss, slipped my arms around his waist, and deepened it. We stayed like that for a few seconds before finally pulling apart.

Resting my forehead against his, I grinned. "I love it when you call me Daddy. It’s so damn sexy, especially when you say it in that voice."

Reynold sighed softly, his chest rising and falling. "I can’t help it. I can’t control myself, especially when you hit that spot. The word just slips out."

My smile widened. "I love hitting that spot and making you sound like that."

He smiled shyly. "Please, Daddy, never stop. I love it so much."

I chuckled and gave his ass a playful spank before turning toward the shower and switching on the water. I adjusted the temperature until warm steam began to fill the glass enclosure.

"Alright, let’s shower."

We stepped under the stream together, the warm water cascading over us and washing away the lingering exhaustion of the night. I took the soap and carefully washed his skin, taking my time to make sure he felt taken care of, while he leaned into my touch, completely relaxed

Once we were done, I turned off the shower and stepped out first to grab two plush towels. I wrapped one around myself before using the other to pat Reynold dry. I took extra care around his injured ankle, then helped him into a soft bathrobe.

We returned to the dimly lit bedroom, both of us wearing matching robes. Reynold climbed onto the bed first, and I followed, slipping beneath the sheets. As soon as I settled onto my back, he moved closer and rested his head on my arm, curling up against me.

I bent down and pressed a lingering kiss to his forehead.

Neither of us spoke. The room was quiet as I rubbed slow, soothing circles across his back. Before long, his breathing grew slow and steady, and he drifted off to sleep.

Once I was sure he was asleep, I leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "Goodnight, sweetheart."

I lay beside him, staring at the ceiling with a small smile on my face.

So, this is the young man who has me explaining myself and opening up about things I never thought I’d tell anyone, I thought, letting out a quiet laugh.

I’d never imagined I’d find myself in this position, trying so hard to make someone understand my feelings. I’d always been the kind of man who kept his thoughts to himself and let his actions speak for him. But Reynold was different. Somehow, he had me saying things I would never have imagined saying to anyone else.

I looked down at him, sleeping peacefully with his head resting on my arm. His face was relaxed, and he looked so comfortable in my embrace that I couldn’t bring myself to move.

I gently brushed a few strands of hair away from his forehead and smiled.

Look at what you’ve done to me, little pet.

I shook my head, amused by my own thoughts, then pressed another soft kiss to his forehead.

The truth was, I didn’t mind any of it. I loved how he made me feel, how he brought out a side of me I hadn’t known was still there. For someone who had spent years keeping his heart guarded, I found myself wanting to give Reynold more than I’d ever given anyone else.

I pulled him a little closer, careful not to disturb his injured ankle, and settled back against the pillows.

With Reynold warm and safe in my arms, I finally closed my eyes. It didn’t take long before sleep caught up with me, too.

The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting golden stripes across the dark hardwood floor.

I woke up before my alarm, feeling a familiar warmth pressed against my chest. Reynold was still fast asleep, his face tucked into the crook of my neck, his steady breaths brushing against my collarbone. One arm was draped over my waist, holding me as though he were afraid I’d disappear if he let go.

I stayed still for a moment, enjoying the quiet and the warmth of Reynold in my arms. Waking up beside him wasn’t new to me, but mornings like this reminded me how much I loved having him close.

Carefully, I brushed a few strands of hair away from his forehead. He stirred at my touch, letting out a sleepy murmur before snuggling closer and burying his face against my neck.

"Reynold," I whispered, my voice still rough with sleep. "Time to wake up, sweetheart."

He groaned and tightened his hold around my waist. "Five more minutes, Sunshine," he mumbled, keeping his eyes firmly shut.

I couldn’t help chuckling. "Sunshine, huh? You’re really sticking with that name?"

"Hmm..." He slowly opened one eye and squinted up at me. A lazy smile spread across his lips. "It suits you in the morning."

"I’m pretty sure I’m the furthest thing from sunshine," I murmured, running my thumb over his cheekbone. "How did you sleep?"

"Best sleep I’ve had in years," he replied softly.

The sleepiness in his eyes gave way to something more vulnerable. He lifted his head from my chest and rested his chin on his hands, looking down at me.

"I didn’t have a single bad dream."

"Good." I cupped the back of his neck and drew him down for a lingering kiss on the forehead. "That’s how it’s going to be from now on."

He smiled, and I brushed my thumb across his cheek.

"How’s your ankle? Does it hurt at all?"

He shook his head. "No, Daddy."

I smiled knowingly. "I didn’t think you’d feel much pain. You already got the best treatment from me last night."

His cheeks flushed, and he leaned down to kiss my chin.

"Yes, Daddy. You’re the best doctor ever, both inside and outside the bedroom." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

I smiled, leaned closer, and kissed his neck.

He giggled before pulling back to look at me. "All right, so..." he began, his eyes bright with curiosity. "What’s on the agenda for today, Mr. Corvin?"

"First, breakfast," I replied, shifting us slightly so I could sit up against the headboard with him. "Then...