Page 56 of Space Daddy and a Boy Called Twink

I crawled into bed with him, and his tentacles pulled me close to his body. I could feel that thick cock against me, now fully erect, which made my brain go to all sorts of scenarios I really shouldn’t have been thinking of while Daddy was recovering. I relaxed in his hold, enjoying the sensation of having so much of him all over me.

“On the plus side,” I said, “if people saw you like this, at least you gave Roger and his UFO enthusiasts something to talk about.”

He chuckled, and while I was relieved we could make light of it, as safe and secure as I felt in his hold, I knew we had to get back to the main concern.

“So Sheila…she’s in the sewers, like we thought.”

He kissed the back of my neck. “Just on the outskirts of town.”

“And you’ll have to go back after her?”

He nodded against me, and my tension spiked. I knew he could put her down with the syringes, but it sounded like he was going to have to get very close to his ex for his plan to work, which would be very dangerous.

I rolled toward him, and he relaxed his hold on me, allowing me to shift to face him. Even though he looked so different from his human form, I realized I actually found the real him more attractive.

“I want to come with you,” I told him.

He shook his head. “Out of the question. Bringing you would put you in harm’s way.”

“You’re putting yourself in harm’s way already. She hurt you, Daddy.”

“I didn’t know what I was getting into, but I do now. I’ll be ready for her and her drones next time.”

“I could help. Maybe I could find a way to distract some of these animals.”

“I’m sorry, Twink, but it’s not up for discussion. I won’t risk your life. Sheila is my problem. I’ll deal with her.”

As confident as he sounded, it didn’t make me feel any better, especially the thought of how I’d be spending my day while he was out hunting his ex. “I’ll be worried about you. Daddy, I’ve never felt this way before.”

“What do you mean?”

“Safe with someone. Not like this. I think between Dad leaving when I was little, and Mom being so busy, working several jobs to keep us in our house, I’ve always felt a little on edge. Like the people I care about are always leaving. Then I met guys like Carter, who also left me with this sense that they were going to leave me at any moment. I’m sure there’s a psychological explanation for that, and maybe five minutes of therapy would make me understand it, but when I’m with you, I’m not scared that you’re going to leave me.” A knot twisted in me. “Not intentionally, at least.” Which tugged at the same fear, that even though he might not want to, I could still lose him.

“Hey,” he said, resting his hand against the side of my face, his thumb trailing across my cheek. “I’ve been dealing with a variety of species all my life. Sheila won’t be any different. You must have confidence that I know what I’m doing.”

Despite my reservations, I had to accept that I didn’t know what I was doing around this, and it was likely I’d be a hindrance more than a help.

“But it does please me that you feel safe with me, Twink. Because I care about you, and I like being the reason you feel safe and secure. But that means part of my responsibility is protecting you and your planet from her. Now that she knows I’m onto her, she’s probably changed her location. There are too many variables. If I thought I could bring you with me to ease your worries, I would, but that’s not an option.”

I swallowed my pride, accepting this wasn’t a fight I was going to win. “Just be careful. Because you have to come home to your Twink.”

“Yes, I do have to come home to my Twink,” he iterated, his affectionate gaze lingering on me. “Tell me: Is this what it feels like to have a boyfriend?”

My heart raced, excitement spiraling through me. “It could be, if that’s something you wanted.”

I was nervous he might not be interested in being that much, but he said, “Based on my understanding, that means we are very interested in each other, and considering becoming mates?”

I blushed. “Pretty much.”

“Then I would definitely insist on being boyfriends.”

“You have to ask,” I said with a laugh. “You can’t insist.”

“Oh, in that case, Twink, would you care to be my boyfriend?”

As hard as it had been to come in and see him in that horrible state earlier, between the cuddles and him asking to be boyfriends, all that had gone away. “Yeah,” I admitted, and his smile expanded.

But the excitement of having him as my official alien boyfriend was overshadowed by anxiety. “Well, my boyfriend has to be careful tomorrow. Got it?”