In all of Parrish’s life, the concept of something as simple as no or patience was not something he learned in much capacity, so it was strange to have Elliot actually slap his hand away and dictate that he would have to wait until tonight for the festivities that he really wanted to continue before Titus had barged in on them, but it was not something that enraged or annoyed him, rather, it amused him greatly, to watch Elliot blush and pout and try to act with any manner of authority when deep down their social roles were engraved in their bones, Elliot’s nature to submit and Parrish’s to dominate and command. But he was not a cruel or unjust man, and he respected Elliot’s desires in the moment, but he was not going to be without playing around with Elliot, as he simply reached to scoop Elliot up and startle him with how easily he would be lifted in Parrish’s strong arms, nuzzling his face into Elliot’s cheek and peppering him with kisses as he whispered teasing words to his ear and laughed. “If I remember correctly, you were the one who came into my office to straddle my lap and tried to seduce me while looking like this, so I don’t know where this talk of being indecent is coming from.”

He continued to gently tease and poke at his love until they came back to Parrish’s bed chambers, settling him on the bed, kissing his face and his forehead as he told Elliot they’d be going on their chariot ride soon, and perhaps Elliot should wear something a little more appropriate for the occasion, although he enjoyed seeing him in these clothes, they wouldn’t exactly fair well in the dusty winds the chariot kicked up, as he pressed a finger to Elliot’s nose and grinned as he instructed him that no makeup was probably preferable this time around. He loved the ways in which Elliot dressed to suit his tastes, always keeping things exciting and entertaining for his emperor, and it just made their bond even stronger, to know that Elliot cared so much to look good for him at all times, Parrish’s heart full of love and longing for him on a near constant basis because of it. He was becoming more and more excited when he reached the stables with Elliot close behind, unable to wait a minute longer to reveal the surprise, when he held Elliot’s hand and a servant came in with a sleek, beautiful horse that looked as though it were fit enough to pull Helios’ chariots across the sky, such stark contrast to the dark steeds that were Parrish’s favorites, having raised them since birth, as gifts from his father over a decade ago. But this horse, the one with the rays of sunlight embedded in its coat, was all for Elliot’s enjoyment, and the delight and brightness in Elliot’s face was satisfaction all in itself, making it known to Parrish that this gift was worth every cent he’d spent on importing such a fabulous horse. “She’s beautiful, and she’ll be a fine complement to you when you ride her. Just imagine it, an omega, getting to ride a beast like this. You’ll be the envy of everyone, no matter their status, and I’ll teach you, don’t worry.”

And just like that, they were off, Parrish’s arm wrapped tight around Elliot as the chariot raced off across the uncharted landscape, far removed from the city limits or the boundaries of the palace, as Parrish took the opportunity to show Elliot all the wondrous sights he’d never seen in all his life of captivity and servitude, never having the chance to explore and take such leisurely time for himself, always bending to the whims and wills of someone else. But Parrish wanted to teach him the joys of freedom, and Elliot’s lowly status didn’t mean he wasn’t allowed to have fun and be adventurous, Parrish would see to it that he got a taste of all the riches life had to offer, treating him as much as an equal as he could, allowing him the luxury to accompany him on these chariot rides, and gift him a horse, and feed him to his heart’s content, all the things Parrish was sure he’d never dreamed he could have until this very moment. Once Parrish called the horses to a stop, he laughed as he saw how jittery and shaken up Elliot seemed, obviously not used to being taken on such wild ride before, unable to get his legs to function properly as they exited the chariot, so Parrish decided it was best to just carry him, chuckling when Elliot leaned into him and murmured a thank you for being helped out, Parrish taking him to the garden and allowing the servants to deal with putting away the horses and the chariot as they went inside to enjoy some lunch that was already prepared and ready to be served.

He had made especially sure to request sweets be made readily available to satiate Elliot’s apparent ceaseless cravings for them, ever since he’d been introduced to their taste he hadn’t ever been able to get enough, and asked Parrish often for more and more, never having been able to indulge himself like this before. Today it was as obvious as ever that the almond biscuits and honey were welcome additions to their meal, as Elliot sat beside Parrish and hugged him tight, thanking him for such a lovely day and the wonderful surprise of the horse, while Parrish smiled and hugged him back, allowing him to rest against him in the grass and the sunshine while they ate, one of his hands reaching to pet Elliot’s hair as his heart melted watching him nibble on his cookies without a care in the world, so pure and his eyes sparkling with still deeply embedded innocence that never seemed to want to fade despite all they’d done together so far in their relationship. It hadn’t been a concrete idea, but suddenly it popped into Parrish’s head and was accompanied by a wicked grin, as he snaked his arms around Elliot’s waist, pulling at the straps of his clothing as he murmured against the skin of Elliot’s neck, “You could start your riding lessons right now, if you’d like. I’m a very accommodating teacher…” As he nipped and kissed at his heated skin, his hands reaching under the fabric of his clothes, hearing the lilts in Elliot’s tone as he implored Parrish to stop, but then at the same time opened his legs a little and allowed Parrish to tweak and pinch at his nipples, Parrish laughing softly under his breath at Elliot’s worry that the servants were going to see.

There were a few of them stationed around the garden’s edges, on the lookout for a signal for when they should come over to refill their glasses or bring out more trays of food or clean up after them, and Parrish knew they were trying their hardest to not stare and look off in some other direction, but he wasn’t about to stop everything for their comfort. He was the emperor, and his logic involved his ability to do whatever he pleased, when he wanted it, and right now, he wanted Elliot seated in his lap while he kissed and sucked at his neck and teased his chest with his fingertips that new like muscle memory all the best places to touch his lover. “Let them see, then. Let them see how I can have you, whenever I want, and no one else will ever have the same privilege. Doesn’t it make you feel powerful, to behave like this and have no one stop you? Come now, I’ve been thinking about you sitting on my lap all day, ever since our earlier activities were so rudely interrupted.”

One of his hands slipped from his nipples down between Elliot’s legs, groping his cock like he had briefly before, and this time he wasn’t keen on listening to a slap of his hand or the insistence that he wait until night time. He stroked Elliot gently but firmly, trying to get him erect as he ground up his own hips against Elliot’s backside, lifting his garments away to be able to feel the bareness of his ass, his breath quickening just slightly as his blood felt hot in his veins with each breath of Elliot’s scent he took, he could practically feel his head swimming with desire. He had never begged for anything in his whole life, but now, he was desperate in wanting Elliot to be with him, please him no matter the wandering eyes of the servants who were red in the face and struggling to stay composed given this obvious display. “Please, sweetness, I know you want this too… Just give in to it, I want you so badly, I always do.”

despite his  reluctance , elliot  already  knew  well  enough  in  his  heart  that  he  wouldn’t  be  able  to  resist  parrish  as  his  lover  continued  to  press  on , begging  and  touching  him  in  all  the  right  areas  of  his  body , each  pinch  and  pull  of  his  nipples  making  him  to  yelp  and  flush  as  elliot  instinctively  ground  his  hips  back  up  against  parrish’s  growing  erection .  groaning  lustfully  as  parrish  continued  to  kiss  and  nip  at  his  now  bare  shoulders . his  garments  had  now  slipped  down  past  his  chest , revealing  his  body  as  parrish  tugged  them  down , eventually  pressing  his  hardened  cock  up  against  elliot’s  already  moistened  entrance . his  body  was  more  honest  than  he  was , having  already  readied  itself  up  for  his  lover’s  invasion , elliot  swallowing  as  he  finally  gave  into  his  own  desires , reaching  his  head  around  to  begin  to  kiss  at  parrish’s  lips  hungrily . he  ground  his  hips  back , rubbing  at  parrish’s  hardened  cock  in  between  the  roundness  of  his  ass  as  he  moaned  and  felt  parrish  grip  greedily  around  his  waist  with  his  fingers .     “  fine . fine . ”     he  huffed  out , although  it  came  out  more  as  shortened  pants , his  body  already  feeling  as  if  it  had  been  set  on  fire , every  part  of  him  desiring  for  parrish  to  be  inside  of  him  within  his  most  intimate  region  of  his  body .  as  strong , calloused  hands  gripped  at  his  waist  harder , elliot  groaned  as  he  rubbed  harder , feeling  the  nudge  of  parrish’s  engorged  erection  rub  along , its  large  cock  head  nudging  teasingly  at  his  entrance  with  each  movement . licking  his  lips , elliot  lifted  himself  up  slightly  from  parrish  lap , grabbing  at  the  large  length  with  a  hand  as  he  tried  to  steady  himself  into  a  position  before  sinking  slowly  down  over  it , his  entrance  stretching  to  accommodate   its  large  size  and  girth , elliot  tossing  his  head  back  to  moan  out  in  a  lustful  voice  as  he  felt  parrish  slide  inside  of  him  deeper  and  deeper . and  with  one , single  thrust , elliot  felt  parrish  slide  inside  deeper  than  he  imagined  it  was  possible , and  he  let  loose  a  scream , one  that  was  in  equal  parts  surprise  and  pleasure , back  arching  at  the  sudden  intrusion .  

“  my  love , you’re  going  too  fast . . .”      he  whimpered out , feeling  the  fullness  buried  inside  of  him  as  his  body  tried  to adjust  to  the  size , elliot’s  legs  trembling  as  he  tried  to  push  his  down  further , feeling  parrish  kiss  and  growl  in  a  deep  tone  against  his  ear . the  sound  made  him  shiver , a  delightful  thrill  going  down  his  spine , knowing  that  his  husband  was  well  pleased , giving  elliot  no  time  to  adjust  as  he  hungrily   pulled  himself  out  almost  all  the  way , before  hammering  himself  back  inside  elliot  with  a  kind  of  spitefulness , making  elliot  shake  and  cry  out  in  pleasure .  elliot  cried  out  in  a high - pitched  mewls  as  parrish  continued  to  thrust  up  inside  him  over  and  over , until  he  was  finally  begging  and  crying  for  parrish  to  slow  down , so  that  elliot  would  have  the  chance  to  adjust  and  accommodate  to  the  great  size  buried  inside  of  him .   parrish  was  a  large  man , with  a  great  size  in  between  his  legs , and  it  seemed  impossible  that  such  a  thing  could  fit  inside  the  tight  confines  of  elliot’s  entrance , and  yet  they  were  joined  together  as  elliot  begged  for  parrish  to  slow  down , clenching  tightly  around  his  lover  as  he  tensed  and  shivered  with  effort .  finally , parrish  seemed  to  pay  heed  to  his  lover’s  heeds  as  he  did  indeed  slow  down , now  instead  letting  to  sit  still  over  his  lap , his  milky  pale  body  gleaming  with  a  sheen  of  sweat  as  elliot  panted  out  , chest  rising  and  falling . his  own  erection  was  hard  and  tall , although  it  was  nothing in  comparison  to  the  one  pushed  up  into  his  gut , elliot  could  feel  it  twitch  and  leak  with  need  all  the  while  parrish  kept  him  down  over  his  cock  with  a  foreceful  grip  around  his  waist .    “   i’ve  never --- felt  you  inside  of  me  this  deep , parrish , i --   ”     elliot  groaned  out  as  parrish  gave  another  soft  thrust  upwards , his  body  jolting  upwards  as  elliot  squealed , trembling  in  his  sit  on  parrish’s  lap .    “  i’m  serious --- , you  need  to  give  me  time !  you’re  so  deep  inside  of  me  and -- ”       he  mewed  out , parrish  kissing  at  the  back  of  his  neck  as  if to  distract  him , but  elliot  was  already  squirming  and  panting , trying  to  stop  his  lover  from  being  so  impatient . when  he  reached  his  hand  down  to  feel  the  lower  part  of  his  tummy , elliot  could  feel  a  faint , but  evident  bulge , possibly  indicating  how  deep  inside  parrish  sat  inside  of  him , and  just  how  large  he  was , the  fact  sending  an  even  more  violent  shrill  up  and  down  his  spine .  parrish  seemed  to  be  aware  of  this  as  well , putting  his  hand  around  to  feel  the  same  bulge  as  he  laughed  in  satisfaction  near  elliot’s  ear , calling  him  sweet  names  and  confessing  his  love  for  him  while  elliot  swallowed , slowly  rocking  himself  back  and  forth  as  he  was  becoming  more  and  more  adjusted .       “  i  love  you , you’re  my  sun  and  moon , my  sweet  lover , you  feel  so  good  inside  of  me  . . . ”         sighing  out , elliot  finally  lifted  himself  up , pushing  his  hips  back  down  as  he  tried  to  find  the  right  pace  for  himself , hearing  parrish  groan  and  growl  against  him  as  he  tried  to  crush  elliot  into  his  grip .  elliot  moaned  and  mewled , with  parrish’s  more  deeper  and  pleased  grunt  interrupting  him  as  the  sound  of  flesh  smacking  against  each  other  filled  the  room ,  elliot’s  voice  becoming  more  and  more  high  pitched  as  their  lovemaking  continued .

The days felt smooth and easy when Elliot was by his side, the following moments they shared after their first meeting filled with nothing but that sweet, simple bliss that came with finding a good rhythm with a new lover, Parrish finding his heart beat a little faster every time Elliot was by his side, which was a majority of the time out of his days, as he was often unable to simply leave Elliot alone, even when it was between spending time getting to know his mate, and actually performing the duties required of someone in his position. Leaving Elliot for the day meant a lot of tight embracing and soft whines from both of them over the prospect of having to leave the warmth and security of bed, but Parrish was never allowed to feel too lonely, as Elliot would often come to wherever he happened to be, bearing a sweet gift of a midday snack or some flowers he’d picked from the garden to brighten up Parrish’s day if he was particularly stressed or annoyed with the pressures of his position. And today seemed to be no different, as he sat behind his marbled desk and was hard at work reading through proposed legislative projects his court had offered up to him, while he scribbled notes and negotiative suggestions on them with ink, and scowled at the pages with a frown, his head beginning to pound already and the day had barely just begun.

He sighed, deciding perhaps he’d take a break for the moment to clear his head, and in that moment, his eyes went dark, as someone had put their hands over them and was giggling up a storm asking him to guess their identity, Parrish’s face cracking into a warm smile when he reached up to touch the softness of those hands, knowing already full well who it was, there was no question about it and no need for him to provide an answer as he leaned away from his desk to allow Elliot to climb up into his lap, his arms wrapped around his neck as suddenly he was overwhelmed with kisses to his face and lips, his headache disappearing as quickly as it’d appeared, the strength of their bond providing something like a healing, soothing effect when Elliot caressed his cheeks and smooched him over and over with little playful pecks. Parrish greatly enjoyed watching Elliot’s full personality blossom the more comfortable he became in this new way of life, loving how fun and exciting he could be, keeping Parrish interested and entertained in all aspects.

“I love the way you look in that color, I think you look beautiful,” Parrish replied in response to Elliot’s questionings about his appearance, Parrish unable to take his eyes off him as they raked up and down Elliot’s body, noting how he had the sort of figure that would make any clothes look good really, but this specific shade of blue, like the hanging over the ocean, really complemented Elliot well, matched his eyes and made them seem brighter and his skin more rosy. It was impossible to keep his hands off of his love for long, and Elliot himself seemed to encourage it, having come a long way from being a virgin, now it seemed he was finding his way and his confidence in flaunting his body to Parrish, it showed in the way he teased and dragged Parrish’s hand up against his thigh, higher and higher until it was threatening to reveal Elliot’s nakedness altogether with how short his garments already were, and it just made Parrish grin as he leaned in to kiss Elliot again and knead his firm fingers into the smooth, milky flesh of his inner thigh, where he’d just bit and kissed and left little marks there only a night ago.

“Oh? And what ideas might those be, my little bluebird?” He didn’t need an answer for that, as he began to reach to undo the straps and buckles that held Elliot’s clothing together, kissing at the still present mark on his neck while he did so, feeling his own aroused state start to come to life, until all of a sudden, the door to the room banged harshly against the adjacent wall, Parrish looking up in disbelief and reaching out to no avail to keep Elliot on his lap, Elliot jumping up and trying to smooth out his clothes as he blushed and fidgeted, unsure of what to do and who this stranger was that was sauntering in as though he owned the place, but his immaturity was obvious, and he carried a smug sneer on his face with every turn. Parrish was simply in shock of his behavior, watching the way his younger brother, Titus, strolled around the room, mussed up his desk, leaned over it with sunk his elbows into the still-drying ink of them to smear them up and ruin them, complaining that he was bored and wanted some time to spend with his brother.

That was, until his interest was captured by Elliot, who stood in silent shock and embarrassment that they’d almost been caught in the position they were in, unable to do anything as Titus grabbed him and tossed him this way and that, no care at all for his personhood as he smacked Elliot hard on the ass and demanded he bring he and his brother some refreshments. He became irate when Elliot didn’t listen and looked to Parrish instead, the poor omega hiding behind Parrish’s chair, utterly overwhelmed by what was going on and in need of protection and guidance from his mate. Parrish could only sigh as his senses came back to him, leaning back in his chair, not even bothering to make an effort to stand to greet his brother as he meant that little to him, and he leaned back to grasp Elliot’s hand, rub circles with his thumb into his soft skin and reassure him that it was alright. “You don’t have to listen to Titus. He operates on the assumption that if he yells loudly enough, eventually someone will run to go get him what he wants.”

Titus didn’t seem to be affected by the comment, just snorted and sat himself on Parrish’s desk, glancing at Elliot from time to time and grinning at how timid he seemed in the moment. Parrish glared at him with hardened yet contained eyes, always trying hard to not be seen as a hot-headed fool like his brother, distinguishing himself as someone cool and collected while Titus was a raving buffoon in comparison. It was obvious which of them was more cut out for the throne. “Now, besides barging into my office and manhandling my lover in a way that makes me want to cut off all your limbs one by one, do you have any other business here? Or can you leave us now?”

“Sorry, sorry, I know you want to stick your dick in him already, I’ll be on my way soon, I just wanna offer you a word of advice, maybe you should get him castrated. You know, one day he might sprout up before you know it and turn into some ugly waste of money.”

The sentiment seemed to make Elliot want to cower even more, glancing between Titus and Parrish as though he was starting to believe that was potentially a possibility. But Parrish just scoffed, waving his hand away at Titus as he rolled his eyes and even laughed a little, something Titus didn’t expect. “Perhaps in that case, father should have arranged to have you castrated, or else you wouldn’t have to walk around with that ugly mug you call a face.” Titus’ cheeks burned as he clenched his fists, angered by the comment, but to do something as reckless as striking an emperor, even if he was his brother, would give Parrish reason enough to have him executed, regardless of the pact Parrish had made with his dying mother to never harm his flesh and blood. So, he could do nothing except step away from the desk and wipe all the papers onto the floor in a childish huff, stating that he had better things to do than be insulted like this, to which Parrish lazily responded that perhaps he should go do them, instead of standing here having a temper-tantrum, as they were eight years apart, but he was acting eight years old.

Titus stomped off, leaving them alone with a final slam of the door, Parrish finally turning to Elliot, and standing from his seat to take his face in his hands and apologize. “I’m sorry, my brother tends to do that often to try to get a rise out of me. I’ve learned how to get him to go away, by not giving him the reactions he wants. I’ll never understand why he was our father’s favorite. Forgive me for not cutting his hand off for slapping you, and making such awful comments…”

In a moment of attempting to distract Elliot from what had just occurred, he reached one of his hands underneath Elliot’s clothes, groping him firmly with his hand as he grinned, murmuring, “This is much too precious for me to ever want to cut off, anyway,” Then in a moment of whiplash turning the sentiment oddly sweet as he grasped his arms around Elliot’s waist and dragged him in for a hug, resting his head atop Elliot’s. “And I don’t believe it’d ever be possible for you to become ugly. You’re perfect, and you always will be, and I mean that.” He glanced to the mess Titus had created on the floor, rolling his eyes. “The energy in this room has been completely thrown off now, I can’t possibly focus on work anymore. How about you help me pick up my papers, and we’ll go do something fun? I can take you on a tour of the city, have you ever been in a chariot before?”

nodding , elliot  bent  down  to  gather  the  papers  that  were  so  rudely  shoved  off  from  the  desk , still  biting  at  his  lips  to  shake  off  the  detestful  feeling  that  had  accumulated  from  the  unpleasant  encounter  with  titus . however , with  parrish’s  teasing  and  sweet  words , all  his  nervousness  soon  disappeared , elliot  yelping  when  parrish  grabbed  at  him  from  beneath  his  garments , elliot’s  cheeks  immediately  turning  red  at  the  action . he  smacked  parrish’s  hand  away  with  a   red  face , pouting  and  telling  him  to  stop  being  so  indecent  in  the  public .     “  stop  it , you’ll  get  the  chance  tonight . . . but  not  now . ”     he  huffed ,  finding  enough  boldness  to  tell  his  lover  off  now , their  bond  being  stable  and  secure  enough  for  him  to  have  cultivated  his  own  personality  which  each  passing  day .  parrish  appeared  to  be  rather  pleased  by  it , smiling  as  he  watched  elliot  huff  and  turn  his  head  away , crossing  his  arms  to  indicate  that  he  was  annoyed . but  the  annoyance  never  had  the  chance  to  last , as  elliot  was  promptly  scooped  up  from  the  ground , parrish  lifting  him  up  from  the  grounds  to  carry  him  and  cradle  him  to  himself , elliot  gasping  in surprise  as  he  was  suddenly  brought  up  and  raised  up  from  the  ground  without  warning . parrish  was  laughing , leaning  his  head  down  to  smother  elliot  in  kisses  , eventually  leading  elliot  to  giggle  and  try  to  shove  parrish’s  face  away . his  cheeks  were  rosy  as  he  smiled  and  laughed ,  finally  reaching  his  arms  up  to  lock  them  around  parrish  while  he  was  carried  away , and  off  into  the  privacy  of  their  own  chambers . it  was  already  a  well  known  and  established  fact  that  parrish’s  bed  was  now  elliot’s , and  anything  that  parrish  owned , was  essentially  elliot’s  as  well . many  called  elliot  a  lucky  one , stating  that  he  had  climbed  up  the  ranks  of  being  a  simple  no - named  boy  to  the  emperor’s  very  own  mate , taking  the  position  as  his  most  beloved  in  the  entire  kingdom .  but  it  was  not  without  his  own  hard  work  that  elliot  took  all  of  parrish’s  attention . he  often  spent  long  times  in  the  baths  cleaning  himself , and  prettying  his  appearance  up  for  his  lover , braiding  in  flowers  to  his  hair  and  wearing  beautiful  garments  that  would  catch  parrish’s  attention  from  among  a  large  crowd . he  learned  to  paint  his  eyes  and  lips  as  well , sometimes  wearing  a  dark , cherry - red  color  to  his  lips  to  leave  bright  red - stained  kiss  marks  on  his  lover’s  cheek  or  in  intimate  places  that  many  only  hoped  to  see . it  was  an  evident  fact  that  many  looked  upon  their  great  emperor , partially  for  his  great  influence  and  power , but  also  due  to  his  good  looks , and  many  lusted  after  him , but  would  never  find  the  opportunity  to  see  him  in  the  ways  that  elliot  would  each  night . the  fact  brought  on  a  sense  of  pride  for  elliot , knowing  that  he  was  the  one  to  view  parrish  naked  and  bare , reflected  in  the  moonlight  where  they  made  love  or  sometimes  were  just  content  to  fall  asleep  holding  each  other , and  waking  up  in  within  each  other’s  embraces  each  morning . 

back  at  the  chamber , parrish  allowed  elliot  back  down  and  kissed  his  forehead  to  explain  that  he  would  be  getting  ready  for  their  chariot  ride  together .  elliot  changed  into  a  better  suited  clothing , and  prepped  himself  up  in  a  way  that  he  wouldn’t  be  ashamed  to  be  seen  in  the  public’s  eye .  when  he  went  to  join  parrish  out  at  the  stables , he  saw  the  magnificent  horses  huffing  and  puffing  impatiently , pawing  at  the  ground  with  their  hooves  as  they  impatiently  waited  to  move  along  from  where  they  stood . these  were  magnificent  creatures ,  strong  and  handsome , both  of  them  glistening  under  the  sun  like  dark  coals , their  coats  dark  and  sleek  with  their  manes  flowing  freely  in  the  open  air . they  were  parrish’s  treasured  horses , two  siblings  of  the  same litter  that  he’d  supposedly  cared  for  since  their  birth . elliot  stood  in  the  back  watching , too  afraid  to  approach  the  creatures  when  parrish  approached  him , elliot  smiling  up  at  him  as  parrish  offered  out  an  open  hand  for  elliot  to  hold . and  it  was  then  where  elliot  saw  a  servant  come  in , leading  another  horse  in  the  stables , one  that  elliot  had  never  seen , but  it  also  made  elliot’s  eyes  widen  as  he  gasped , trying  to  contain  his  surprise  at  the  sight  of  the  creature  coming  into  the  yard . it  was  a  sleek , slender  horse  walking  almost  as  if  it  was  barely  stepping  on  the  ground , legs  held  high  and  its  coat  shining  bright  and  golden  under  the  sun . elliot  gasped  even  louder  when  parrish  guided  him  straight  to  the  horse , letting  elliot  pet  its  neck  and  touch  its  snout , where  the  horse  huffed  out  against  elliot’s   hand  and  nuzzled  him , making  elliot  laugh  nervously  at  the  action .   this  one  is  for  you .  parrish  told  him , and  elliot  stared  up  at  him  incredulously , trying  to  see  if  parrish  was  joking , but  saw  that  there  was  no  hint  of  sarcasm  in  his  lover’s  expression  and  voice .        “  but . .  i  don’t  know  how  to  ride . i  never  learned  how  to .   ”      he  stammered  out , but  couldn’t  hide  his  excited  smile  as  he  petted  at  the  horse’s  neck  again , parrish  watching  him  with  delight  while  elliot  continued  to  marvel .  his  hand  was  taken  again , parrish  kissing  the  back  of  it  as  he  promised  that  it  would  pose  no  problem , as  parrish  would  gladly  teach  him  himself .  elliot  blushed , nodding  his  head  and  allowed  parrish  to  guide  him  away , now  to  where  his  brilliant  chariot  was  waiting  for  him , parrish  helping  him  to  step  on  and  stand  in  front  of  him  while  he  stood  behind  elliot , his  broader  frame  protecting  elliot  from  the  possibility  of  falling  out . once  parrish  cracked  his  whip  in  the  air , the  horses  began  moving  , their  hooves  loudly  thudding  into  the  earth  as  they  set  off .  

“You’re taking it so well for me, sweetness, look at you just sucking up my fingers like that… So greedy and eager despite being a virgin, aren’t you? You really were made just for me.” Parrish felt more excited and entertained than he had in a long while as he played and toyed with Elliot’s body as he saw fit, crushing him under the firm expanse of his body as he prodded finger after finger into Elliot’s ass and used his other hand to stroke him until Elliot was a breathless, red faced mess squirming around and gripping the bed sheets for dear life, the picture of losing oneself to the wonderful madness of pleasure that Parrish was so fond of inflicting upon a body as pretty as Elliot’s, taking care to touch and stroke every inch of him, his soft, pale flesh that was as smooth as milk and his lips tasted sweet like honeysuckle when he kissed him, a trait of omegas meant to lure in a prospective mate with their alluring qualities that were so entrancing that Parrish couldn’t keep away from for very long. He attempted to keep their close contact as much as he could, before he pulled away for just a moment, gently shushing Elliot’s whines and laying a firm hand to his hips to try to settle him and stop his desperate attempts for more touches as he began to undress himself, keeping a watchful eye on Elliot’s expressions as he unveiled his body to Elliot little by little, his ego just inflating more and more with each gasp of surprise and each flush of Elliot’s cheeks until he was red as he tomato, clearly smitten and overwhelmed with the handsome beauty Parrish exuded.

He chose to say little, just let the appearances of his twitching erection heavy between his legs and the firmness of his broad body speak for themselves as he leaned to kiss Elliot again, grasping his hair to drag him close as he sealed their mouths together, feeling the way Elliot’s erection was pushed up in between them and was rubbing against his abdomen with each movement Parrish made, causing Elliot to groan and moan and arch his back in the most lovely way when Parrish added as many fingers as he wanted, until again the fingers were removed, as Parrish decided that would be enough teasing for one night, and he and his throbbing erection wanted to get to the main event of the evening. He noticed Elliot’s nervousness, but tried with quiet shushes and sweet kisses to his lips to reassure him that everything was going to be fine, finding great satisfaction in watching Elliot slowly succumb to his desires as Parrish began to thrust himself inside, feeling the breath knocked from his lungs with how pleasurable the sensation was, Elliot’s walls being warm and slick and tightly enveloping around him as he grunted softly under his breath in between kissing Elliot messily, moving from his lips to his neck and back to messily attacking his mouth.

And when Elliot proclaimed those words Parrish wanted to hear, the admittance of submission that Elliot was made to be his, it seemed to flick a switch in Parrish’s mind, revving him up as he began to thrust deeper and harder each time he pulled out and then drove himself back in with such force it had Elliot squeaking and gasping, his eyes wet with tears about to be spilled from the mixture of pure pleasure and the struggle to keep up with Parrish as he growled and abandoned any sense of tenderness for the time being as he mercilessly pressed into Elliot and caused his much smaller frame to jolt and shudder with the force of his movements, as Elliot cried out on a choked voice that he was going to die if Parrish didn’t touch him, or kiss him, or just do something in addition to pounding him senseless, to which Parrish just laughed, tucking his face close to Elliot’s neck, breathing in the sweetness of his scent while he went slower with his movements instead of faster and in the way Elliot wanted, eliciting a harsh whine from his lover’s throat in protest of him stopping. “It’s so amusing to have someone try to demand things of me, especially someone like you. It’s honestly adorable how dramatic you are. You really like it that much, hm? The sweet little virgin being turned into the emperor’s whore.”

He reached to give Elliot that pleasure he craved so desperately, finally stroking his erection that dripped helplessly between his legs as he sped up his hips again, kissing Elliot and biting at his lips with the unusual sharpness of his teeth, allowing him that permission to release into his hand with a whisper to his neck, and Elliot seemed to want to comply almost instantaneously, spilling into Parrish’s hand with a choked cry, while Parrish continued to stroke him even after he’d came, causing him to squirm violently and plead for him to stop, it was overwhelming and overstimulating, and Parrish only chuckled under his breath, pressing his lips to Elliot’s neck, murmuring sweet words as he tensed his hips and slammed as deep into Elliot as he could, finishing deep inside of him and feeling his fluids seeping from Elliot even as he remained slowly easing in and out of him.

“You’re made for me, and I’m going to keep you forever. You’re perfect.” He nuzzled his face close to Elliot as he breathed hard and his chest heaved, his skin glowing with a sheen of sweat, and in this moment of sweet afterglow, he was determined to make his declaration true that Elliot was going to be his forever, as without warning he began to suckle against the skin of Elliot’s neck, before that turned to gentle nipping, which turned to full on biting against his flesh, intending on leaving a mark that would last for a week or perhaps more before it faded, a special mark used by alphas to indicate their mating bond to an omega. Just this one encounter was all Parrish needed to determine that Elliot was his perfect choice, and he would rather die than lose him in any sort of way. He felt Elliot tense and heard him cry out in pain, but his hands kept him held down as he licked at the mark to try to soothe it, lapping at the droplets of blood that peeked out from the wound. “My pretty boy, all mine, forever and ever… I’ll treat you better than anyone ever could, anything you want, just say the word, and you’ll have it. You’re my mate, now, and you’ll share the privileges an emperor’s mate would have. You’re going to have the perfect life with me.” He wrapped Elliot up in a firm hug, burying his face in the matted curls of Elliot’s hair, smiling giddily while he refused to let him go for the longest time.

it  would  be  an  understatement  to  say  that  the  bond  between  them  was  perfect . it  was exceptional , their  bodies  physically  colliding  and  working  together in  unison  to  bring  both of  them  to  the  edge  of  sweet  madness  of  pleasure ,  elliot  breathing  heavily  as  parrish  fell  on  top  of  him , crushing  him  into  a  close  hug  while  elliot  struggled  to  catch  his  breath  again . it  had  been  a  mindblowing  experience  on  elliot’s  part , never  having  had  such  an  experience , never  having  felt  something  so  good , a  kind  of  pleasure  that  wrecked  all  throughout  his  body  and  left  him  dazed  and  surprised  as if  he  had  been  truly  made  for  this  moment  and  for  this  one  person  alone . just  as  he  was  becoming  adjusted  to  being  held , and  as  he  was  finally  calming  down  from  his  sweet  high , elliot  felt  a  tickling  nip  to  his  neck , before  the  nip  turning  into  something  more  forceful  and  harsh , parrish’s  sharp  teeth  sinking  down  through  the  softness  of  elliot’s  flesh  and  down  further  to  leave  a  prominent  bite - mark  behind . elliot  tensed  and  cried  out  in  pain , trying  to  squirm  and  break  free  from  parrish , but  was  held  down  as  parrish  finally  released  his  bite , choosing  to  gently  lick  and  kiss  at  the  wound  while  elliot  sniffled  out  in  pain  within  his  grasp . he  didn’t  need  any  explanation  to  know  what  had  just  happened ----  the  emperor  had  chosen  him  to  be  his  mate , right in  this  moment ,  sealing  his  final  decision  with  the  deep  bite  against  elliot’s  neck . tomorrow , the  people  would  see , the  bite  mark  and  would  know  that  parrish  had  made  a  decision  in  choosing  his  omega , and  that  elliot  now  belonged  wholly  and  entirely  to  parrish  and  parrish  alone . however , the  weight  of  this  action  had  not  sunken  into  elliot  yet  as  he  was  still  riding  out  from  all  the  overwhelming  events  and  sensations  of  the  day , his  brain  finally  deciding  that  it  was  enough  surprises  after  on  another  for  the  day , and  as  parrish  murmured  sweet  love  words  to  his  skin , elliot  fell  asleep ,  still  being  held  tightly  in  his  new  lover’s  clutch . 

in  the  following  days , the  news  became  widely  spread  throughout  the  palace . the  bite  mark  was  there , and  parrish  was  never  seen  without  his  new  mate . elliot  was  always  present  in  some  way  or  another  next  to  parrish , serving  him  fruit  and  wine  or  merely  keeping  him  company , the  two  often  exchanging  signs  of  soft  attractions  and  affections  towards  each  other . and  elliot  was  the  one  who  was  the  most  surprised , discovering  that  he  easily  accepted  parrish  to  be  his  mate  without  much  resistance , and  he  found  it  easy  to  express  his  love  and  affection  for  this  man , his  heart  singing  with  the  fullness  of  his  love  as  if  they  were  truly  meant  to  be  with  each  other  from  the  very  beginning . he  found  himself  wanting  to  care  deeply  for  this  man , although  parrish  was  the  emperor  himself  and  didn’t  require  elliot  to  cook  his  food  nor  do  any  of  his  biddings , elliot  wished  to  feed  him  various  things  throughout  the  day  or  to  make  certain  that  all  his  needs  were  well  met , the  nurturing  side  of  his  nature  coming  to  light  as  he  frequently  checked  upon  his  lover  to  know  if  he  required  anything . however , when  he  was  not  doing  such  things , he  became  more  playful  and  bright , surprising  with  simple  gifts  such  as  the  garlands  of  flowers  he’d  made , or  bringing  him  snacks  and  drinks  while  he  was  busy  at  work  with  all  his  official  papers  and  documents.

this  was  just  another  ordinary  day  as  well , parrish  sitting  over  his  stone  table  and  dipping  his  feathered  pen  into  its  pot  of  ink  as  he  looked  through  large  stacks  of  documents , signing  off  various  places  here  and  there  or  drafting  a  letter  for  trade  or  alliances , far  too heavily  concentrated  on  his  work  to  notice  that  elliot  had  slipped  into  the  room  light - footed  and  quietly . this  day , elliot  was  wearing  a  beautifully  made  baby -  blue  silken  robe , a  color  that  parrish  loved  to  associate  with  him , the  garment  cut  short  teasingly  at  the  borders  of  his  thighs  to  show  just  enough  for  his  lover  to  enjoy  with  his  naked  eyes  outside  of  the chambers . he  wore  various  gold  jewelry  that  parrish  had  gifted  to  him  as  well , also  wearing  the  thin  golden  collar  around  his  throat  that  signified  who  elliot  belonged  to  at  all  times .  sneaking  up  behind  his  lover , elliot  covered  parrish’s  eyes  with  his  hands , giggling  to  himself  as  he  leaned  his  head  in  to  smooch  his  lover’s  cheek , his  laughter  bright  and  soft  like  a  dove’s  call .       “  guess  who  ? “        he  asked , but  never  gave  parrish  enough  time  to  answer  as  he  smothered  his  face  with  more  kisses , draping  his  arms  around  him   before  coming  around  to  slide  right  into  his  lover’s  lap  with  ease . there , he  sat  with  his  arms  around  parrish’s  neck , leaning  up  to  give  more  kisses  to  his  lips , spoiling  the  emperor  with  affection  as  he  held  parrish’s  face  in  between  his  hands , peppering  his  face  with  more  and  more  kisses .   “  i’m  wearing  the  garments  you  had  the  tailors  made  for  me , do  you  like  it ?  ”     he  asked  with  a  smile , finall  drawing  back  away  to  allow  parrish  to  inspect  him , the  way  the   baby - blue  linen  highlighted  the  milky  paleness  of  elliot’s  skin , accentuating  the  bright  blues  of  his  eyes  and  hugging  his  frame  in  all  the  right  ways .       “   it’s  become  one  of  my  favorites . i  think  it  makes  me  look  nice , do  you  think  so  too ?  it’s  made  me  very  happy  !    ”      he  said  with  a  smile ,  reaching  forward  to  take  parrish’s  hand  to  situate  it  above  his  thigh , where  he  teasingly  dragged  the  hang  up  and  up , until  parrish  was  squeezing  at  his  inner  thigh , coloring  elliot’s  cheek  in  dark  with  a  blush  while  he  spread  his  legs  out  for  him .      “  i  think  you  should  take  a  break  from  your  work , my  love .  you  look bored  . .  maybe  i  could  help  with  that ?  i  know  a lot  of  good  ideas ----”        elliot  was  saying , lips  brushing  against  parrish’s  own  as  he  felt  parrish  knead  at  his  thighs , another  hand  coming  around  to  slowly  undo  his  clothes , elliot  releasing  a  soft  sigh , -----   

The instant they locked eyes, Parrish could smell an explosion of aromas all around them, Elliot apparently entranced and his heart being melted by the second as his eyes went wide as two blue moons, and it looked to Parrish that at any instant, the poor thing was liable to simply fall over with the shock of having been chosen out of all the others that had been brought to the palace, who would be then set back at square one to be sold until their age became too high, which was as good as death for an omega who was unable to find a place in society for themselves for whatever reason. It made Parrish smile and feel arrogance shifting like a serpent inside of him, awakened by Elliot’s awestruck gaze and his gasps as Parrish instructed that he’d be allowed to call him by his normal name if he so chose, Elliot appearing aghast at the idea that someone like him be allowed to call Parrish by his true name. It was endearingly cute, watching him struggle to even understand why he had been the one chosen at all, as though he denied his own beauty, and Parrish was determined to see to it that he understood exactly how Parrish saw him, as Elliot was whisked away with his new name and his new purpose, where the servants would busy themselves preparing him in the ways of his new life, and for a dinner to be shared with Parrish for the evening.

He was not about to miss the opportunity to ready himself for the nighttime’s festivities, choosing another corner of the palace in which to bathe, there were many places he could freshen up or indulge in gatherings with friends when they came to visit, and he set about washing his body thoroughly, his thoughts drifting to imagining how Elliot might look right now, if he was also bare and wet with water and soaps and oiling himself with fragrances that enhanced the ones that came naturally from his own pores, his lips curling into an eager smile as he could just picture how sensuous the curves of Elliot’s body might look under his clothing, and he found himself just getting excited at the very idea of spending time with him in such an intimate setting,  alone in his chambers with this boy who had suddenly taken over the entirety of his thoughts so quickly, he was shocked himself by how soon his heart had been stolen.

Elliot was more obvious about it, but Parrish, too, felt a sense of swooning over this beautiful omega who seemed to be touched by Venus’ hand when he was brought into the world, and as he dried himself and wrapped himself in his soft, luxuriously colored robes of mahogany to express his unending wealth, held together by golden clasps and golden jewelry adorning his biceps, he decided he would try to charm and woo this omega unlike what he’d done with young men in the past, where he’d quickly take them to bed and have his way with them and send them off in the morning time. Now, he found himself in his royal garden, one of his favorite environments in the entire palace, and he set about collecting a bouquet of delicate flowers, gardenia and sweet peas and peonies, flowers that he caught hints of in Elliot’s own scent, and wrapped them in a silken ribbon, to be given to Elliot as an offering of how special he believed Elliot to be, so special he was willing to get down on his hands and knees in the grass and collect flowers for him when they’d only just met a few hours ago.

Then, as the day was nearing its end and light fading from the sky, Parrish made his way to his chambers, having instructed his servants to leave Elliot there to wait for him, along with the meal he was to be served that night. He also made a specific request, to give Elliot an herbal concoction that he was to drink, that would act as an aphrodisiac and hopefully alleviate some of the jitters and nerves the omega might be experiencing as a result of this drastic lifestyle change. And as Parrish slipped into the room, a dimly lit bedroom lined with flickering candles to set the atmosphere of the evening, he could tell they’d done as he’d asked, before he even caught a proper sight of Elliot he smelled him, his body reacting to the tea and causing his pheromones to explode in the presence of an alpha. He smiled amusedly at this fact, and even more when he saw just how breath-taking Elliot was, his servants having done a wonder on making him as aesthetically pleasing and captivating as he could possibly be for the evening.

His lithe, slender body was draped in sheer, delicate fabrics that rested quite artistically on his frame and hugged the curvature of his hips quite well, golden jewelry in the holes he’d had pierced as the sort of life required of him, and it was a factor Parrish enjoyed incredibly, having found he had quite a thing for boys with chains draped across their bodies, displaying their intimate assets with rings attaching to his nipples and belly button, along with his ears and his septum, it was easy to see the outlines of everything even underneath Elliot’s clothes, as they were quite skimpy and thin. Then there were the petals of flowers tucked in the curls of his hair, and the hazy, bright blues of his eyes as he looked up at Parrish with a flush in his cheeks, growing darker as he squirmed and sucked in a harsh gasp when Parrish settled in beside him, grasping his face firmly and leaning in to take a whiff of his hair and his skin, smell the aromas of the oils mingling with his natural scents in a wonderful concoction that left Parrish every bit as breathless and dizzy with desire as he imagined Elliot felt. He didn’t want to stop the closeness between them for anything, growing bolder and more fervent with his touches as he seemed to abandon the idea of dinner altogether, touching Elliot under his clothes that were so easily pushed aside, telling Elliot to hush and relax when he admitted to Parrish with a whispered voice that he hadn’t been able to prepare himself in the ways he was required to do.

He reassured Elliot that it wasn’t going to be necessary anyway, and he proved it by grinning wickedly and propping Elliot’s body up to gain access to his ass, slipping in a finger with such ease that he gasped a little himself, his excitement ever growing at the fact that the tea had worked wonders on getting Elliot in the mood quickly as possible, his body responding as well as ever and already becoming slick and opening for him. But then, Elliot in his panicky state shoved the emperor away in an action someone had never done to him before, and Parrish just blinked in surprise, before he laughed heartily and hard, nodding as though he agreed with Elliot that maybe they should slow down. “Of course, of course, where are my manners? I’m acting like such a brute, aren’t I? Maybe we should have dinner first, you’re welcome to share with me if you want, sweetness.” He finally recalled his original intentions as he reached to grasp the bouquet of flowers he’d brought with him, handing them to Elliot and leaning in for just another quick sniff of his hair, and daring to press a kiss to his soft cheek. “For you, my little flower.” He then in a lewd display took the finger he’d just inserted into Elliot into his own mouth, tasting the fluids and licking it clean as he looked at Elliot, before turning to dig into his meal and gesturing for Elliot to try some too.

Elliot didn’t seem to have much of an appetite for what was offered, exotic meats he’d never had before like flamingo tongue and crocodile brought all the way from the Nile River, instead simply choosing to sip some honeyed wine and take little nibbles of the food. It wasn’t long that Parrish decided he was finished, pushing the plates and the tray aside for some servant to deal with later, as he turned back to Elliot, his intentions for the evening still clear as day and swimming in his eager eyes. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m sure I could smell a virgin anywhere, and I think you are one, am I right? It just makes so much sense, how nervous and jittery you are, how you pushed me away when I tried to touch you… It’s hard to believe, although you were rather expensive, so I can imagine no other man has been able to afford you, despite how they want you.”

He cupped Elliot’s cheek in his hand, bringing his face close as he murmured, “It really isn’t as terrifying as you think; just relax, little dove, let me guide you through it.” His hands began to wander as they had before, no excuse of dinner there to stop him, as he pushed Elliot’s clothes aside, his fingers sliding so softly up and down Elliot’s body as he took his time admiring every inch of him, tugging this way and that at the chains connected to his nipples, his eyes wide with interest as he took in every squirm and gasp from Elliot’s body that was heating up by the second as the aphrodisiac took its time working. “You have such a divine body, it’d be a shame to let this go to waste.” He leaned to kiss Elliot, capturing his lips in a searing kiss, partially an excuse to taste him, and partially a way to distract him as he tried to slip his fingers into his ass yet again, just trying to start with one to allow Elliot the ability to adjust, leaning Elliot down to the bed while another hand worked to coax an erection out of him, admiring his cock with such intense interest, as he laughed against Elliot’s mouth, “I’ve never seen a cock quite as pretty as yours.”

to  his  anxious  terror , the  dinner  had  finished  far  too  quickly  for  elliot’s  liking . he  himself  had  not  been  able  to  eat  much , being  far  too  nervous  and  unaccustomed  to  such  dining  with  exotic  meat  lain  about  on  the  plate . now  that  the  meal  had  been  finished , there  was  no  more  excuses  for  elliot  to  use  to  falter  or  slow  down  the  inevitable , knowing  that  he  was  to  be  taken  tonight , an  act  that  would  seal  the  bond  between  the  two  with  new  ownership .  as  parrish  mouthed  against  his  neck  and  began  to  push  his  clothing  out  of  the  way , elliot  nodded  his  head  weakly  at  the  question  of  whether  he  was  a  virgin , as  it  was  true  just  as  parrish  had  said , no  man  had  taken  their  claim  over  his  body  due  to  its  wickedly  high  price  that  the  trader  had insisted  on . apparently , such  price  was  like  dust  compared  to  the  emperor’s  wealth , elliot  recalling  to  how  easily  parrish  had  tossed  aside  a  bag  of  money  as  he  informed  that  he  would  be  the one  to  be  purchasing  elliot  off  his  hands .  now , he  was  in  a  wide , luxurious  bed  with  the  very  man  who  had  purchased , kissing  him  fervently  while  elliot  tried  to  keep  up  with  parrish’s  pace , trying  to  kiss  him  back  as  parrish  seemed  to  crush  him  in  his  firm  arms , melding  their  bodies  close  against  one  another  at  an  unbelievable  closeness . the  aroma  of  parrish’s  own  scent  was  making  elliot’s  head  swim , his  lips  wet  and  eyes  wide  as  he  tried  to  sniff  more  of  it , trying  to  get  the  deliciously  overpowering  scent  that  must  have  been  unique  to  only  parrish , elliot  wishing  to  get  more  and  more  of  it  as  he  tried  to  nudge  his  face  in  closer . however , a  sharp  yelp  broke  out  through  him  as  he  was  laid  fully  back  down  to  the  bed , parrish’s  fingers  once  again  sliding  down  the  roundness  of  his  backside , a  finger  probing  back  into  the  slickness  of  his  entrance  while  he  began  to  work  elliot’s  little  cock  up  to  its  full  erection , complimenting  it  while  he  did  so . the  words  made  elliot  flush  incredibly , eyes  wide  as  he  didn’t  know  what  to  quite  say  save  for  the  whimpers  that  bubbled  up  into  his  throat  as  parrish  stroked  him , while  he  seemed  intent  on  probing  his  fingers  further  up  inside  elliot  as  did  so . the  simultaneous  stimulation  made  elliot  finally  moan , voice  soft  and  willing  as  he  closed  his  eyes , licking  his  lips  as  he  gripped  on  the  bed  sheets , back  arching  more  and  more  as  parrish  continued  on . 

there  was  another  sharp  cry  as  parrish  added  in  a  second  finger , while  he  pressed  his  thumb  harshly  to  the  sensitive  pinkness  of  the  head  of  his  erection , elliot’s  eyes  fluttering  open  as  he  gasped , trying  to  buck  into  the  touch  while  parrish  seemed  to  grin  widely  in  satisfaction  above  him . everything  was  becoming  far  too  much  already , from  the  physical  sensations , parrish’s  intoxicating  scent , and  to  his  great  and  imposing  figure  above  him  as  parrish  grinned  his  delightful  smile  down  towards  elliot . the  handsomeness  of  his  features  shone  out  brilliantly  despite  the  dimness  of  the  chamber , and  elliot  blushed  harder , trying  to  take  in  much  sight  of  the  man  before  him  as  he  could . as  he  had  thought  before , he  was  like  no  other  man , and  elliot  was  certain  that  he’d  never  seen  a  man  so  attractive  in  his  entire  life . he’d  seen  hundreds  of  faces  at  the  bustling  markets , but  none  would  ever  compare  to  parrish , as elliot  watched  in  dazed  awe  while  parrish  began  to  undress  himself  before  him . it  was  almost  a  teasing  show  in  itself , elliot  watching  the  royal  colored  fabrics  slide  down  from  parrish’s  frame , each  tug  and  pull  letting  the  draped  cloths  loose  from  his  broad  frame  to  finally  expose  the  stark  bareness  that  was  beneath . the  sight  made  his  eyes  wider , a  heavy  swallow  going  down  his  throat  as  elliot  breathed  hard , trying  to  take  in  the  sight  all  at  once , but  finding  that  he  was  unable  to . regardless  of  his  nervousness , he  knew  in  himself  that  he  was  already  head  over  heels  for  the  emperor , who leaned  down  with  his  newly  exposed  chiseled  frame , rough  hands  yanking  elliot’s  head  up  to  crush  their  lips  together  for  another  deepening  kiss .

 the  fingers  soon  returned  to  their  work  of  probing  and  opening  elliot  up , elliot  panting  and  moaning  directly  into  parrish’s  mouth  as  the  emperor  kept  their  closeness  as  tight  as  possible , elliot  feeling  his  own  erection  rubbing  up  to  parrish’s  abdomen  all  the  while . the  friction  only  made  him  harder  as  elliot  groaned , back  lifting  up  the  bed  the  more  parrish  pushed  his  fingers  in  deep  inside  of  him . when  they  were  finally  pulled  out , he  found  himself  rather  disappointed , looking  at  parrish  with  a  slight  pout , earning  a  satisifed  laughter  from  parrish .  then  elliot  was  nearly  distressed  by  what  he  saw  resting  in  between  parrish’s  legs . his  erection , unproportionately  larger  than  elliot’s  own  and  already  hardened  to  its  fullness  with  need . elliot  stared , almost  shying  away  from  parrish’s  touch  when  the  emperor  leaned  back  down  to  touch  him  again  gently . parrish  held  his  face  in  place , fingers  gripping  his  face  and  kissing  again , slowly  and  sweetly , reassuring  that  it  would  be  alright , that  his  body  was  made  to  handle  such  a  thing  and  that  all  he  needed  to  do  was  to  trust  parrish  in  the  moment . 

Being an emperor was a busy, life-consuming task that Parrish took extremely seriously, ever since he took the throne at the rather young age of twenty four, after having served in the military since he was a young teen, and rising up in the ranks faster than many men that came before him. He took the crown from his aged father after his unexpected death, snatching the opportunity away from his brother who was too young at the time anyway to have taken over, and it would only ever be known in the depths of his heart the truth of his father’s demise, a drop of poison in his chalice finishing him off quickly, as Parrish had come back from war on the heels of victory, and his ambitions were like the clambering of wolf claws in his heart, begging to be broken free and expressed in the form of violence against his father who was admittedly not missed by much of anyone, as all he did in the last years of his life was sit around and ate and drank and drained the Republic’s money for his own selfish urges.

Now, ten years after his initiation into the role, Parrish was in his thirties and ruling the empire with a solid fist, and the people had taken a wonderful liking to him and his style of rule, where he was rather fair and kind to the common people, listening to them and taking into account their plights, and evenly distributing the Republic’s funds where he saw fit. He was adored and revered by the public, and he was allowed to live a life of uninterrupted luxury and wealth in exchange for doing his duties well, indulging in his exotic and ostentatious tastes as he upgraded the palace and built grand rooms full of treasures and a library packed to the brim with important and rare literary texts, and insisted upon regularly scheduled gladiator matches for public entertainment, where prisoners of war and criminals would fight against his collection of exotic beasts from faraway jungles and he would be seated in his throne, watching the spectacles from above.

But as of late, he found himself somewhat bored of this lifestyle, as wonderful and splendid as it could be, he found himself longing for something new, something fun and interesting, and that brought him to his quest to find someone to be seated by his side, someone beyond pretty and who complemented his alpha status in society, and he went about regularly calling omegas to the palace, to be inspected for a chance for them to be called his companion, his lover, if they met his specific sort of tastes. He was a picky, highly selective man who tired easily and was often hard to please, the vast luxuries he enjoyed ever since he was born having desensitized him from the world and as such he needed something incredibly exciting to pique his interests and hold them for a long time. And it was here he found himself on whatever day this was now of trying to search for that mate he wanted so badly, standing in his rich robes and jeweled adornments of red and white and gold, walking down a row of carefully selected young men from around the region and beyond who his servants thought might be most pleasing to him. They’d been wrong multiple times now, and had needed to scatter out for more, and this time seemed to be no different, as he found the scents and looks of these omegas weren’t intriguing or pleasing like he wanted.

That was until he came to the end of the row, and found an omega shorter in stature than all the rest, looking down at the ground and dressed in simple linens that indicated he came from a humble background, a life of servitude or slavery just like the others lined up here, but he was different, absolutely stunning, like the sun itself had been embedded in his honey blond hair and the pale pinkness of his face as though he were constantly blushing, his eyes round and wide and blue like the ocean as they seemed to sparkle in the way the light would dance on the sea’s surface in the early morning. He felt compelled to actually stop and take further inspection of him unlike any of the other boys, come as close as he wanted and reached to tip up his chin so he could take in the fullness of his cheeks, the sweet cherubim roundness of his face, and without leaving this one’s gaze he barked at the others to leave him alone with his selection, the other boys scrambling to leave the room to avoid incurring any sort of disdain from the emperor.

“What’s your name, pretty one? Where did they find you?” Without bothering to ask for permission or give warning, he grasped the soft face in his hands, squished his cheeks and tugged him close to press his face into the delicate curls of his hair, and what he smelled was utterly divine, a mixture of fruits and floral fragrances, that he’d never smelled before on any other omega, it was as though he had been perfectly crafted to suit his wants and desires, as was his body itself, right down to the curvature of his hips and the softness of his slightly trembling thighs peeking out from his short clothes, no detail about him would go unnoticed by Parrish. “I think I’ll keep you around with me for a while, get to know you, what do you say? I’ll be taking him.”

He gestured over to the men who’d been in charge of rounding up the young men, removing a small bag of gold coins attached to his belt and tossing them, signifying the transaction was complete. They informed him that the boy didn’t have a name, he was simply boy when they wanted to refer to him at the markets, or puer delicatus, when they tried to advertise him. Parrish seemed a bit upset by that, shaking his head and proclaiming that that wouldn’t do, as he observed the boy’s features for a moment and pondered. “You look like an Elliot, I think that’s a pretty name, don’t you? It suits you, it rolls easily off the tongue in the same way your appearance is easy on my eyes. Do you like it?”

being  born  as  an  omega  did  not  leave  him  with  much  choice  on  what  role  he  would  take  within  the  society . or  so  this  was  what  he  was  told  ever  since  he  grew  up , raised  along  side  by  side  with  other  children  that  were  about  the  same  age  as  himself , where  he  was  told  that  they  would  grow  up  to  be  servants  or  slaves  to  a  wealthy  lord  or  even  the  family  of  the  emperor  himself  if  they  were lucky . they  were  not  permitted  to  have  names , only  being  referred  to  as  simply  ‘ boy ‘  when  they  were  called  to , and  one  by  one  as  they  all began  to  reach  a  mature  age , elliot  saw  that  they  were  being  plucked  off  to  be  sold  at  the  markets  with  each  day . he  too , faced  his  turn  at  one  point , being  advertised  in  the busy  heart  of  the  market  while  many  rich  men  and  women  gathered  around  the  slave  trader’s  section , trying  to  see  if  they  could  choose  a  good  servant  for  themselves . many  of  them  inquired  about  elliot , but  were  soon  turned  off  at  the  exceptionally  high  price  that  the  trader  pitched  at  them , stating  that  this  was  so  due  to  elliot’s  unusual  appearances  that  were  not  native  to  this  region  of  the  empire . he  was  told  that  the  trader  had  purchased  him  from  a  far away  land , a  land  that  elliot  couldn’t  even  remember , and  that  he  would  expect  no  less  than  the  expensive  amount  of  gold  and  silver  coins  that  he  sought  out  in  exchange  for  selling  out  his  most  prized  position . see . .  look  at  him . skin  as  fair  as  milk  and  ivory , you  should  not  leave him  under  the  scorching  sun  for  too  long , he  is  not  to  be  treated  like  a  regular  slave . . this  one  will  burn  easily , he  is  indeed  delicate , look  at  the  golden  curls , his  blue  eyes , certainly  he  must  have  been  blessed  by  venus  herself ?  he  knows  how  to  cook , clean , and  will  go  to  bed  with you  if  you  desire  for  him  to . although  his  price  is  quite  large . . the  trader  was  trying  to  pitch  a deal  with  a  rich  lord  as  the  usual , a  man  who  appeared  to  be  quite  stricken  with  elliot  and  wished  to  purchase  him , but  his  frustration  only  seemed  to  pile  higher  and  higher  as  this  man  too , was  turned  off  by  the  price  and  instead , chose  another  boy  next  to  elliot . at  this  rate , elliot  believed  that  no  one  would  ever  want  him , until  . . . 

the  trader  was  called  away  by  the  kings  men , instructed  to  round  up  only  the  most  fairest  and  the  beautiful  of  his  collection  of  boys  to  present  to  the  emperor . it  was  said  that  the  emperor  had  been  in  search  for  his  own  omega  for  months  and  months , but  no  one  had  succeeded  in  presenting  him  with  the  specific  one  that  he  desired . it  was  also  well  known  that  the  emperor  had  very  picky  tastes  and  tendencies , and  it  would  be greatly  difficult  to  please  him . the  trader  appeared  to  shake  at  that , listening  to  the  explanation  of  the  guards  as  they  whispered  to  him  that  one  trader  was  executed , the  emperor  claiming  that  he  had  gotten  his  hopes  up  for  no  good  reason , and  that  the  emperor  had  been  feeling  quite  fickle  lately , especially  when  it  came  to  deciding  whether  one  should  live  or  die . and  it  was  under  this  heavy  pressure  that  the  boys  were  presented  to  the  man , one  by  one  standing  in  a  row , elliot  standing  at  the  very  end  of  the  line  as  he  tried  not  to  look  at  the  imposing  figure  sitting  on  the  throne . from  the  mere  smell  alone , he  could  tell  that  this  was  no  ordinary  man , but  a  pure  alpha , a  ranking  that  was  incredibly  rare  in  this  society , and  could  only  be  found  among  the  most  powerful  and  pure  blood lines . and  here he  was , the  most  powerful  man  of  the  entire  empire , walking  down  the  line  and  inspecting  each  of  them , elliot’s  cheeks  glowing  red  as  he  waited  for  his  turn , heart  thumping  wildly  within  his  chest . finally , when  it  was  his  turn , he  held  his  breath , expecting  for  the  emperor  to  tsk  and  move  away  from  him  just  as  he  had  with  all  the  other  boys . however , elliot  saw  his  feet  stop  in  front  of  him , stopped  for  a  very  long  time , and  all  of  a  sudden  his  face  was  grasped  in  a  strong  hand , fingers  squeezing  at  his  jaws  as  he  was  made  to  look  up  towards  the  man  who  was  supposedly  the  emperor  himself . elliot  internally  gasped to  himself  when  he  saw  the  man’s  appearance , immediately  swooning  at  his  strong  and  dark  handsome  features , cheeks  turning  warm  and  eyes widening , unable  to  hide  his  surprise  at  this  very  man  that  stood  before  him . he  was  the  most  handsome  man  that  elliot  had  ever  seen  his  life , his  tall  height  and  broad  frame  indicating  that  he  was  strong , his  face  beautiful  yet  with sharp , defining  features  that  screamed  absolute  perfection  that  led  him  to  appear  like  a god  standing  before  elliot . 

and  before  he  could  realize  it , elliot  had  been  purchased , the  emperor  tossing  over  the  large  sum  of  money  as  if  it  was  worth  nothing  to  the  trader , who  scrambled  happily to  take  his  bag  of  money  like  a  starving  dog . just  like  that , elliot  now  belonged  to  the  emperor , who  had  also  given  him  this  name , elliot , his  very  own  and  first  name  that  he  would  identify  himself  with .    “  elliot . . . . “       he  repeated  after  the  emperor , nodding  when  he  was  asked  if  he  liked  the  name , elliot’s  cheeks  flushing  red  with  happiness  and  gratitude . the  emperor  revealed  to  him  that  his  name  was  parrish , and  that  he  expected  elliot  to  refer  to  him  as  such  if  he  desired , giving  him  the  liberty  to  call  him  by  his  true  name  instead  of  his  usual  regal  titles . it  made  elliot  gasp , his  head  shaking  as  he  warbled  out  that  he  couldn’t  possibly  do  that , as  the  right  to  address  the  emperor  by  his  birthname  was  resided  to  only  his  close  ones , family  and  a  dear  one , one  that  would  take  his  place  next  to  him  as  his  mate . parrish  appeared  to  only  shrug  at  that , saying  that  elliot  could  do  so  when  he  felt  ready  enough  to , and  that  had  been  one  of  his  very  first  encounters  with  the  emperor  of  a  great  empire .

despite  having  been  purchased , elliot  hardly  was  able  to  see  parrish  throughout  the  rest  of  his  day  as  he  was  soon  called  away  for  his  daily  duties  to  the  empire , elliot  being  taken  away  to  be  shown  around  the  great  palace  as  well . he  was  shown  which  rooms  were  the  guest  rooms , which  areas  that  he  was  permitted  or  wasn’t  permitted  to  go  into , the  incredibly  breath taking  garden , the  kitchen , the  bath , . . .  .   there  were  so  many  areas  and  rooms  that  it  made  elliot’s  head  spin , and  finally  he  was  led  back  to  the  bath , where  he  was  handed  a  variety  of  cleaning  items , as  the  servant  girl  instructed  him  to  go  clean  himself .  you  know  how  to  clean  yourself , yes ? well  then , go  ahead !  here’s  some  soap , the  emperor  prefer  his  boys  to  smell  like  roses , and  also  . . . .  elliot  gulped , his  entire  body  heating  up  and  turning  red  when  he  was  instructed  to  also prepare  himself  as  well , the  whispered  words  indicating  to  the  very  thing  that  he  knew  awaited  him  at  a  certain  point  in  the  future . omegas  were  made  to  be  taken  by  their  masters , he  recalled  the  trader  having  taught  him , saying  that  if  he  were  to  be purchased , he  would  need  to  dedicate  his  life  in  serving  his  master  whether  it  be  through  cooking , cleaning , or  pleasuring .  he  swallowed  again , now  having  been  left  in  the  large  bath  on  his  own , but  despite  his  embarrassment , he  found  himself  filled  with  awe  as  he  inspected  the  large  place , never  having  had  the  opportunity to  take  a  proper  bath  in  such  a  place  before . he  was  more  accustomed  to  taking  dips  in  the  rivers , but  this  place  was  different , the  baths  filled  with  warm  water  and  fragrant  flower  petals , steam  gently  rising  and  rolling  off  the  surface  of  the  calm  water . 

dipping  his  body  into  the  water , elliot  began  to  scrub  the  dirt  off  of  himself , washing  out  all  the  dust  and  any  other impurities , making  sure  to  rub  the  rose  oil  over  himself  just  as  he  was  instructed  to  do  so . and  then  he  paused , coating  his  fingers  with  the  oil  and  appearing  almost  too  hesitant  before  he  leaned  his  body  out  of  the  water  slightly , swallowing  thickly  to  himself . he  was  a  virgin , and  the  very  idea  of  anything  penetrating  himself  of  him  made  him  incredibly  nervous , although  it  was  his  very  own  fingers  that  he  faced  at  the  moment . he  fidgeted  and  hesitated , not  knowing  what  to  do  before  he  wiped  the  oil  off  from  his  fingers , face  burning  with  shame  as  he  dipped  himself  back  into  the  water . after  he  had  thoroughly enjoyed  his  time  in  the  bath , he  left  the  place  to  towel  himself  up , where  he  was  given  the  set  of  clothing  he  was  to  wear  for the  evening . the  process  appeared  to  be  all  too  complicated , involving  many  sets  of  hands  and  busy  bodies , elliot  feeling  overwhelmed  by  the  sudden  heaps  of  attention  and  hands  pushing  him  this  way  and  that  as  the  servants  continued  to  prepare  him  for  the  emperor . remember  that  this  is  your  emperor , serve  him  right  and  don’t  make  him  wrathful , do  you  hear ?  you  wouldn’t  want  him  enraged , trust  us .   they  whispered  to  him , tugging  at  his  hair  slightly  as  they  weaved  in  flowers  through  his  blond  curls . 

by  the  end  of  the  evening , everything  was  well  prepared  for  the  emperor , his  chamber  dimly  lit  with  beautiful  candle  lights  and  a  large  meal  laid  out  for  his  supper . on  his  bed , elliot  was  waiting  for  him , dressed  in  sheer , gossamer  fabrics  , silken  and  red  lace  bands  adorning  his  wrists  and  ankles  to  complement  the  emperor’s  own  color  of  his  royal  red  robes . around  his  neck  was  a   golden  choker , thin  gold  chains  connected  to  it  and  connecting  at  his  pierced  areas  of  the body . it  wasn’t  uncommon  that  boys  like  him  went  through  various  piercings  before  they  were  sold , mostly  to  accommodate  to  their  future  master’s  tastes , and  it  appeared  that  the  emperor  had  his  own tastes  when  it  came  to  piercings . a  golden  ring  went  through  the  piercing  at  elliot’s  septum , more  of  the  rings  attached  to  his  ears , nipples , and  belly  button  and  connected  by  the  thin  golden  chain  leading  back  up  to  his  collar . bright  violets  and  soft  roses  were  woven  into  his  hair , giving  him  an  altogether  rather  effeminate  appearance  as  he  laid  on  the  perfumed  bedsheets , golden  and  lithe  like  a  lazy  cat  as  he  awaited  for  the  arrival  of  his  emperor . the  time  seemed  to  tick  on , elliot  becoming  more  and  more  tired  as  he  waited  for  the  door  to  open , but he  seemed  to  be  unable  to  fight  his  drowsiness  as  he  watched  the  candle  flames  flicker , his  eyes  softly  closing  as  he  decided  that  it  wouldn’t  be  harmful  to  take  a  quick  nap  before  the  emperor  could  show  up . surely , it  would  take  long  for  the  emperor  to  show  up . he  was  not  asleep  for  too  long  when  he  stirred  awake , feeling  a  strange  heat  traveling  throughout  his  body  as  he  squirmed , face  flushed  and  bright  as  he  gasped , not  knowing  what  was  happening  to  him . he  tried  to  recall  if  he  had  done  anything  in  particular  to  cause  this  reaction , but  the  only  thing  he  could  recall  was  the  strange  herbal  mixture  tea  that  he  was  made  to  drink  before  waiting  in  parrish’s  chamber . it  was  a  cupful , tasting  strange  but  not  too  strange  for  elliot  to  despise  it , but  it  seemed  that  it  must  have  been  the  source  to  elliot’s  reaction  now , the  heat  leaving  him  breathless  and  dizzy  as  he  continued  to  squirm  and  writhe  on  the  bed  on  his  own . beneath  his  thin  garment , he  felt  himself  hardening  as  he  tensed  and  sucked  in  a  sharp  breath , the  desire  to  touch  himself  growing  strong  , but  his  hesitation  stopping  him  short  from  doing  so . it  was  then  that  the  door  finally  flung  open , elliot  staring  with  hazy  eyes  at  the  very  man  himself , the  emperor  entering  and  his  strides  bringing  him  quickly  over  to  elliot . he  felt  a  strong  grip  hold  his  face  up  just  as  parrish  had  done  before , and  elliot  looked  up  with  wide , wet  eyes , sucking  in  his  breath  as  the  emperor  dipped  his  head  down  to  smell  him , a  deep  inhale  and  an  exhale  passing  through  him  as  if  he  couldn’t  get  enough  of  the  scent  that  was  exploding  uncontrollably  out  from  elliot .  

The clenching and twisting of Parrish’s guilty heart came to a sudden halt and began to ease when Elliot offered his forgiveness, he was so easy to forgive and so kind with the way he behaved, and even though he still sniffled and cried and his nose ran despite June trying to wipe it for him, he still had the urge to reach out to Parrish, urging him not to be sad and mimicking the sympathetic tone Parrish often used for Elliot when he was having his cranky toddler fits, hugging around Parrish’s neck and pressing fat kisses to his cheek with exaggerated sounds that only served to make Parrish smile and laugh, his worries about Elliot being traumatized forever turning out to be just some overblown anxiety that held no weight. He was as happy go lucky as ever once they sat Elliot down for dinner and allowed him to eat, Parrish and June forgetting their worries as they listened to Elliot sing his nonsensical tune about macaroni and cheese, and June exclaimed that he’s so talented!, to which Parrish could only agree, even though it was some mumbled jumble of words, Parrish was always in awe of Elliot’s capacity for imagination and creativity. He was always out to make some new song or put together an arts and crafts project or spend hours making up epic stories with his toys, and it brought such a wonderful energy and life to the house, where before Parrish had been essentially all alone save for his mother’s occasional visits.

When dinner was finished, Parrish reached over to pet Elliot’s head, praising him for eating all of his dinner this time around, even the vegetables devoured and only smears of cheese left behind from the macaroni, he might as well have licked the plate clean at the rate he ate his meals. He grasped Elliot’s cheeks with his hand and wiped the mess from his mouth before Elliot clambered down off his high chair and waddled with a big belly over to his favorite rocking chair, although he struggled to get up onto it, whining as he asked for help from someone, to which June came over and scooped him up, commenting that he was a little roly poly baby with how round his tummy was, as she seemed to delight in him enjoying her food so much. She sat and watched Elliot cocoon himself in his favorite blanket, gently rocking the chair back and forth with as much effort as he could given how small he was and how hard it was to propel himself with his lack of strength, lighting up when Parrish returned from the kitchen after putting the dishes in the sink to be cleaned later.

“You want to watch the lion movie, huh?” Parrish gently corrected, although Elliot just kept clapping his hands and cheering wion, wion, wion! over and over, his inability to pronounce certain words always an amusingly adorable trait of his. Parrish agreed and began to turn on the television, finding the movie Elliot enjoyed so much as he listened to him go on and on about how much he loved it in his out of breath rambling sort of way, Parrish nodding in agreement to all he was saying. “He makes me put it on at least three times a day when it’s a rainy day and we’re lounging around together,” Parrish murmured to his mother just as Elliot climbed down from his chair to squish himself in between the two of them, Parrish wrapping an arm around Elliot as he leaned against his favorite people in the world and sucked his thumb while he watched the brightly colored animals sing and dance on screen, squeaking in fear and covering his eyes with his tail as he whimpered and pointed to the hyenas and the bad lion, proclaiming that those were the ones he didn’t like, but it was okay, because Swimba would save everyone in the end.

It was then that Elliot switched to clinging to June specifically, looking up at her with oversized, sparkling eyes as he begged and pleaded with her not to go, and he wanted a sweep over!, to which June nodded and smiled, grabbing him up in a hug as he whined and pressed his face into her clothes, unwilling to let her go. “Of course, my baby, I wasn’t planning on going anywhere tonight! If that’s alright with your daddy,” She looked to Parrish for approval, but Parrish knew that she was going to stay no matter what he said, and he just nodded and smiled at Elliot, petting his head as he looked at him with pleading, expectant eyes.

“Yeah, bud, she can stay! I don’t mind!” And that seemed to excite Elliot greatly as he clapped and cheered, sitting and watching the movie just as a happy, uplifting scene came on, no longer concerned with having to worry about his grandma leaving so soon. It broke Parrish’s heart a little just as he knew it broke his mother’s, to see how anxious Elliot became at the prospect of being left alone or someone he loved leaving him before he was ready for them to go. It was definitely a product of how he was raised, or the lack of how he was raised, as Parrish could only have assumed he’d been abandoned as a baby by his mother for whatever reason, and Elliot was now in the process of growing up without ever knowing why she left. It must have been terribly traumatic, and though he didn’t show it often, his sensitivities would come out in times like these, pleading with sad eyes and a warbling voice for June not to go, or for Parrish to stay five more minutes before he had to leave the bed in the early morning to do chores.

Eventually, the movie ended, and it was obvious Elliot was spent, yawning and his eyes heavy as he blinked and clung to June like he was half asleep already, June whispering to Parrish that she would take him up to the guest room and she was going to steal him for the night, to which Parrish raised his eyebrow, because he was the one who usually cuddled Elliot to sleep. But June just shook her head, scooping Elliot up and proclaiming that this was her baby tonight, and it was Nana’s turn to sleep with the baby, as she stole him off and left Parrish to clean the rest of the dishes before he himself went to bed. June brought him into the room, laying his little body down and helping him get into his pajamas for the night, smoothing out his hair and petting his ears with her hand while she cradled him in her arms. “Do you want me to read you a bedtime story, sweetheart? I know lots of stories, anything you want! Is your nose feeling okay? Oh, my poor, sweet baby…”

as  they  were  settling  down for  bed , elliot  didn’t  forget  to  smooch  parrish  goodnight  as  well , and  whined  about  having  forgotten  his  large , stuffed  green  crocodile  that  parrish  had  bought  for  him . he  couldn’t  sleep  without it , he  said , and  june  was  quick  to  fetch  it  and  bring  it  to  elliot’s  room , where  elliot  happily  hugged  it  with  a  giggle . he’d  named  it  pookie ,  and  elliot  hugged  the  crocodile  close  to  himself  as  june  tucked  him  into  bed , petting  at  his  hair  and  ears  and  booping  his  nose  gently .     “  i  like  stowies ! i’d  like  a  stowy  pwease .”     he  said  with  a  happy  clap , watching  excitedly  as  june  shifted  through  a  few  books  from  the  bookshelf , eventually  returning  to  his  side  with  a  large  picture  book  with  brightly  colored  pictures  drawn  on  the  cover . hansel  and  gretel . june  read  the  title  out  loud  for  him , and  flipped  to  the  first  page , elliot  leaning  over  to  stare  at  the  pictures  with  more  interest  than  the  story  itself . he  laughed  and  put  his  hand  to  the  brightly  colored  gingerbread  house , telling  june  about  how  he  wanted  a  big  yummy  house , earning  a  laugh  from  her  with  his  ever  hungry  stomach . as  the  story  came  to  its  end , elliot  was  already  falling  asleep , his  eyes  heavy  with  sleep  and  his  cheeks  flushed  warm , body  cuddled  up  to  his  big  green  crocidile  as  he  yawned  over  and  over , june  placing  the  book  away  the  climb  in  next  to  eliot  in  the  bed . he  felt  gentle  hands  brush  and  pet  at  his  hair  and  ears  over  and  over , the  soothing  sensation  lulling  the  baby  to  sleep  as  elliot  began  to  close  his  eyes  softly . however , before  he  fell  asleep  fully , he  hugged  his  crocodile  and  sniffled  slightly , pitching  out  a  question  in  his  small , tired  voice .   “  do  you  think  mommy  left  because  she  didn’t  want  me  anymore ?  like  the  stowwy ?  did  ewwiot’s  mommy  not  want  him  anymore ? . .   but  why  ? . . ”     he  mumbled  out , nose  crinkling  a  bit  as  he  sniffled , arms  tightening  his  hold  on  his  stuffed  animal  as  he  he  pouted , sleepily  blinking  up  at  his  nana  with  sadness  in  his  eyes .    “  i  can  eat  cawwots  now . . . and  i’m  good  at  hide  and  seek . . .  maybe  mommy  didn’t  like  me  because  i  didn’t  eat  my  cawwots . . “    with  a  soft  whisper , his  eyes  began  to  close , elliot  finally  defeated  into  sleeping  as  his  body  willed  for  him  to , and  his  eyes  soon  closed  fully , all  the  while  the  same  gentle  hands  continued  to  smooth  down  and  pet  at  his  large  ears . 

when  elliot  woke  up , he  could  already  smell  the  yummy  smells  wafting  up  from  the  kitchen , a  smell  that  elliot  already  knew  far  too  well -----  pancakes ! !  excitedly , he  sped  downstairs , making  loud  pounding  footsteps  as  he  ran  down  the  staircases , finding  both  june  and  parrish  in  the  kitchen  and  moving  over  the  breakfast  plates  onto  the  table .   “  good  mowwwning  ! !  may i  have  some  bweek - fast ! ! ”    he  yelled  happily , no  longer  tired  after  his  good  night’s  sleep , any  sadness  from  the  last  night  having  been  forgotten  with  the  yummy  sight  of  the  breakfast  food  in  front  of  him . he  laughed  and  clapped  his  hands  as  parrish  lifted  him  up  into  his  high  chair , elliot  oooohing  and  ahhhing  at  the  pancake  and  scrambled  eggs in  front  of  him .   “ may  i  have  some  seewup  pwease .”   he  asked , reaching  out  for  the  syrup  bottle  to  pour  over  his  food , squeezing  and  dumping  out  the  syrup  over  his  pancakes  until  parrish  told  him  that  that  was  enough  syrup , and  took  the  bottle  back  away  from  elliot  while  elliot  pouted .  regardless , he  dug  into  his  breakfast  happily , staining  his  mouth  with  syrup  and  chasing  down  large  gulps  of  orange  juice  on  the  side , sighing  out  with  happy  content  when  he  was  finished  with  his  food .  “  i  wub  pancakes !  i  want  pancakes  everyday ! ! “    he  sang   while  the  table  was  cleared  off , june  returning  to  wipe  his  syrup - stained  mouth  while  she  gave  him  another  pat  with  a  poke  to  his  now - full  stomach  again . june  and  parrish  returned  with  their  cups  of  coffees  as  they  discussed  various  things  one  another  while  elliot  drank  his  glass  of  smoothie  that  june  had  whipped  up  for  him , even  with  a  fun , twisty  straw  poked  into  it  to  keep  elliot  occupied . his  big  ears  flicked  once  in  a  while  as  he  caught  familiar  words  in  their  conversation , such  as  aunt . . uncle . . mel . . gary . . . .      “  i  wub  uncle  gawwwy  and  aunty  mel ! !  “   he  shouted  out , interrupting  between  parrish  and  junes  conversation  as  his  ears  pointed  up  to  show  his  excitement . he  loved  his  new  family  visiting  him , each  of  them  always  leaving  him  with  fond  memories  to  keep  with  him  ( not  to  mention  the  gifts ) . he  could  recall  the  fun  times  he  had  with  his  uncle , such  as  tomato  picking  outside  and  aunty  mel  bringing  him  her  special  pink  lemonade  in  an  extra  tall  glass , floated  with  strawberries  inside  just  for  him . all  of  these  good  memories  made  elliot  happy , and  he  clapped  his  hands  to  find  out  that  they  were  also  planning  a  visit  soon  for  his  birthday . 

“He reminds me so much of you, funnily enough. Even though he’s not really yours, it’s adorable how he takes after you.” June commented toward Parrish as she and Parrish watched Elliot go on and on with his little antics, from spitting out the large chunks of carrots in his egg salad that he thought he would be so slick and get away with doing only to be scolded and avoid the worst of the punishments from Parrish by clinging to June for grandmotherly sympathy, to running around in circles and yelling in the woods while he went go on a little adventure of his own doing whatever he was going to do on his own out there. It was true, despite how Parrish didn’t want to admit it, but he was a more unruly child than one might have expected him to be, given his usual mild-mannered, even-tempered self. He remembered many times when he’d spit out his vegetables in his napkins and tried to be discrete about it only to have been caught, and he’d run around screaming nonsense while he collected rocks and bugs and oddly shaped sticks just like Elliot loved to do. It was just funny noticing the similarities that bubbled up between them, even though they weren’t related in the slightest.

As Parrish ate the rest of the food they’d brought with his mother, they eventually caught sight of Elliot racing back toward them, covered in dirt and probably in need of a bath at some point tonight, and his clothes spattered with mud and grass stains as he held out gifts for he and June, rocks of different sizes that complemented their energies quite well, Parrish found much to his amusement. A shiny, smooth river stone for June, and a bulky, misshapen hunk of rock for Parrish, bigger than Elliot’s whole tiny hand as he held it out to Parrish and clearly struggled with its weight. “Thanks so much, little guy! This is awesome.” He made his tone exaggeratedly excited for the gift, as did June, as they thanked him for their presents, and Elliot proclaimed that he was sleepy, and could really go for June’s famous macaroni and cheese for dinner. Parrish threw his head back as he laughed, petting Elliot’s head and flattening his ears with his hand. “Didn’t you just eat food from the picnic, Elliot? How could you possibly have that much room in that baby belly of yours? Where does it all go?”

He poked Elliot’s tummy with a finger, tickling him, while June laughed and waved her hand dismissively as she began to help Parrish pack up their supplies from their picnic. “Oh, Parrish, he’s a growing boy! He’s allowed to eat if he wants to eat! Nana will make you all the mac and cheese you want, sweetheart!” She clapped her hands and reached to grab Elliot up in a hug, before she set to folding up the picnic blanket, and Parrish scooped Elliot up in his arms, transferring him to allow him to sit on his back, his little arms around his neck and his feet dangling around his torso as he hoisted his baby in the air and they began the journey back to Parrish’s home, just in time, as the sun was already beginning to make its way down the horizon and it would be dark in another hour’s time.

It didn’t take long before June pointed out in a whispered voice that Elliot was sleeping, and Parrish did notice it, given how his breathing was slower and softer, and his cheek was smushed up against Parrish’s shoulder as he was carried like he weighed absolutely nothing at all. When they came back to the house, Parrish set to putting Elliot to bed right away, but not before gently undressing him and finding with a soft chuckle that he was so dead asleep in his nap that he didn’t even notice, and putting some clean clothes on him instead, so he could wash the dirty ones later one. He tucked Elliot up in some blankets on the bed, and gave him a big kiss on the forehead, before he gently closed the door until it was just a partial crack, and went to join his mother in the kitchen to go about preparing dinner for the family. Soon enough, the house was full of the delicious smells of roast goose that Parrish had caught during a hunting trip the day prior, and well-seasoned vegetables simmering in a pot, as they joked about how they hoped Elliot would actually eat the carrots now, if they were finely diced and chopped in the way he wanted. And of course, in another pot was the macaroni and cheese Elliot so desperately craved, one of his all time favorite things June prepared for him, and she would stuff his belly with it to the point he often got a tummy-ache, and whined and complained for a majority of the night. She just couldn’t seem to help spoiling Elliot, so eager to be caring for a baby again ever since Parrish had grown up and moved out, that she sometimes lacked the impulse control required for raising someone like Elliot, who was go go go all the time and never seemed to know when enough was enough.

“Parrish, do you mind setting the table for me, dear?” June asked as she stirred the macaroni and cheese and checked every so often on the goose cooking in the oven. She had taken over the kitchen despite being a guest, utterly unable to sit back and let someone else cook for her, as she wanted to feed her babies tonight, that much was obvious. So, Parrish allowed himself to be the table-setter and the sous chef tonight, and did as his mother asked, setting about putting the silverware on their place settings at the table. He accidentally knocked a napkin off the table, and he knelt down to pick it back up, just as he was telling his mother that he was going to probably go and wake up Elliot soon for dinner, but as he was moving his body to turn and stand once again, one of his arms jutted out to assist in supporting his body up off the floor, and he felt it collide with something that flew back with a squeak that had Parrish’s blood running cold.

“What the heck-? Elliot!” Parrish exclaimed his name just as June turned around and gasped at the sight, Elliot there against the wall of the kitchen, having been flung back by Parrish’s arm, as he sat dazed and confused, blinking and trying to assess what had just happened to him. “I must have not even heard him come down the steps, his feet are so light sometimes he just comes right up and surprises me! Oh, baby, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it!” He was feeling an immeasurable amount of guilt, that just increased when Elliot began to sniffle, registering his experience as painful and he felt it necessary to cry, wiping his eyes with his hands as he choked out sobs. June reached out for him before Parrish could, snatching him up as she smothered his wet face with kisses and tried to bounce him around a little to soothe him, while she made a face at Parrish, who just shrugged in disbelief, as it wasn’t like he actually meant to hit him!

elliot  had  woken  up  with  a  rumbling  tummy , the  warm , yummy  smell  from  the  kitchen  drifting  all  the  way  upstairs  and  tickling  through  his  nose . the  smell  was  enough  to  wake  him  up  from  his  nap , and  he  sleepily  hopped  out  of  the  bed , wanting  to  be  a  part  of  all  the  talking  and  the  bustle  downstairs . when  he  was  downstairs , he  yawned , trying  to  get  a  good  look  at  the  food , but  being  unable  to  due  to  his  small  height , elliot  tried  to  peek  around  the  table , and ------ 

all  of  a  sudden , a  large  arm  swung  out  in  front  of  his  vision , smacking  right  across  his  face  and  sending  him  flying  backwards  as  he  squeaked  out  a  wheeze , too  surprised  to  even  scream  as  he  was  knocked  backwards  towards  the  wall  behind  him . he  met  the  wall  with  a  loud  smack , his  large  ears  flopping  forward  and  stars  spinning  in  front  of  his  vision  as  he  crumpled  forwards , sinking  down  to  the  ground  with  a  thump , eyes  wide  and  nose  reddening  from  the  site  of  impact . he  sat  there  for  a  while  dazed  and  bug - eyed , not  knowing  what  had  happened , his  small  brain  trying  to  assess  the  situation  and  what  had  happened , examining  the  expressions  of  both  parrish  and  june . then  it  was  clear , the  experience  had  been  painful , and  judging  by  the  shocked  faces  around  him , it  was  more  than  enough  reason  for  him  to  cry , elliot’s  face  crumpling  up  as  he  began  to  hiccup , sniffles  coming  out  from  him  before  he  broke  into  a  loud  wail , sniffling  and  choking  into  sobs  as  june  reached  down  to  scoop  him  up . he  cried  onto  her  shoulder , hiccuping  and  crying , nose  runny  and  eyes  wet  and  red  with  tears  streaming  down  his  cheeks  all  the  while  june  rocked  him  and  tried  to  calm  his  frightened  nerves .  oh  you  poor  baby ! look  at  your  cute  little  nose , it’s  all  red !  june  was  saying , and  elliot  whimpered , using  his  hand  to  touch  his  nose  with  another  sniffle  and  a  hiccup , june  finally  settling  him  down  onto  the  counter  to  dabble  off  the  tears  and  snot  from  his  face  gently  with  a  wet  paper  towel . he  saw  parrish  coming  over  to  apologize  to  him  furiously , saying  sorry , sorry , sorry , words  elliot  recognized  all  too well , and  seeing  the  twisted  sadness  in  parrish’s  face  made  elliot  upset , more  upset  than   having  been  smacked  across  the  face  with  an  arm . sniffling , elliot  reached  both  his  arms  out  towards  parrish , sniffling  but  hugging  parrish  around  the  neck  once  he  was  scooped  up  as  he  tried  to  console  the  large  man .    “  don’t  be  sad , pawwish !!  it’s  okay ! !  “       he  said  in  between  sniffles , squeezing  parrish  with  his  hug , although  he  left  parrish’s  shoulder  wet  with  tear  stains .   “  it’s  okay  pawwish , do  you  want  a  nap ? “   he  asked , imitating  the  questions  that   parrish  often  asked  elliot  when  he  found  elliot  cranky  or  upset , elliot  giving  a  large  smooch  against  his  face  with  a  sniffle , until  parrish’s  saddened  expression  soon  turned  into  a  wide  smile . 

the  smile  made  him  smile  in  turn  as  well , elliot  giggling  now  as  parrish  returned  the  smooch  on  his  cheek , before  elliot  was  sat  down  on  the  dinner  table  in  his  little  high  chair  that  parrish  had  so  carefully  crafted  out  himself . and  at  the  sight  of  all  the  yummy  food  laid  out  on  the  table , all  of  elliot’s  sadness  seemed  to  have  dissipated  away  as  he  made  a  loud   oooooooh   sound , grabbing  at  his  spoon  to  bang  it  against  the  wooden  table  as  he  tried  to  come  up  with  a  nonsense  song  about  nana’s  mac  and  cheese . he  was  halfway  through  his  mumble - jumble  song  when  his  plate  full  of  food  was  handed  to  him , elliot  squealing  in  joy  and  shouting  a  big  thank  woo  ! !   before  digging  into  his  food . he  had  full  bites  of  the  mac  and  cheese , the  taste  making  his  tail  wag  and  his  ears  to  point  up , cheeks  turning  rosy  as  he  scooped  more  into  his  mouth , smearing  the  cheese  all  over  his  mouth  as  he  ate  rather  gluttonously  at  the  food . he  didn’t  seem  to  mind  the  carrots  this  time , as  they  were  chopped  up  so  fine  that  he  could  barely  notice  that  they  were  in  there , and  elliot  soon  finished  his  entire  dinner  plate , sighing  out  loud  and  patting  at  his  now  full  belly .     “  whew ! !  look !  “    he  giggled , poking  at  his  own  full  belly  as  he  laughed , commenting  about  how  full  he  was , and  how  he  couldn’t  move  now , whining  at  parrish  to  help  him  get  out  of  his  high  chair . when  he  was  placed  down  onto  the  floor , he  waddled  over  to  the  couches , near  the  fire  place  and  his  usual  favorite  spot  on  the  rocking  chair . he  hopped  a  few  times , scrambling  on  before  failing  a  few  times , lower  lip  jutting  out  as  he  looked  back  at  parrish  and  june  for  help  once  again . 

Parrish tried his best not to laugh and act like he was mocking Elliot’s pouty sadness as he suddenly seemed to deflate and grow upset that Parrish intended to work again at some point in the day, demanding he be put down as he went to go slink into the grass and sit with his hands around his knees, his ears flattened to his head as he grasped at his tail and sighed dramatically over and over to get sympathy and maybe persuade Parrish to reconsider his plans. “I wish I could, little guy, but I have lots of chores I have to get done around here! You can hang around with me while I do them if you want, but they have to get done somehow!” He came closer to Elliot and tried to kneel down to his level to reason with him, but then it soon became apparent that he was suddenly occupied with something else, his ears swiveling and his head perking up as he caught wind of a sound before Parrish did. Then Parrish heard it too, the sound of tires crunching against the dirt road leading up to their home, as Elliot squealed and jumped up from where he sat, his cranky sullenness having been turned off like a lightswitch as he screamed with delight over the fact that he recognized this car to be Nana, Parrish’s mother, June.

She liked to visit her son from time to time, worried that he lived here for long stretches all by himself, but lately her visits had become much more frequent ever since she found out he was now taking care of a little toddler all on his own. It wasn’t as though he needed help, he was finding a good rhythm for things all on his own, but June had since decided that she was going to insert herself as a major part of Elliot’s life, figuring that if this was going to be as close as it got to Parrish giving her a grandchild like she always dreamed, then she would take it, and she fell so in love with Elliot that she often joked about stealing him away in her bag when Parrish wasn’t looking, and Parrish imagined she was only half-kidding about it. It made Parrish smile to see how excited Elliot got when he saw his adoptive grandmother coming toward him, her arms wide open as she bent down and grinned wide, exclaiming Elliot’s name and grabbing him up for a big bear hug as he gave her a kiss on the cheek like Parrish had taught him to do. He was an incredibly affectionate child, just naturally so warm and friendly, and if Parrish was his favorite person in the world, June was a close second, for sure.

“Oh, my little baby, you got so big, you’re growing like a little weed every time I see you! Is he eating well, Parrish? How’s he been doing?” She asked questions toward her son but she didn’t really look at him at all, too occupied with blowing raspberries on Elliot’s cheek to make him squeal and giggle and clap with all the energy he contained in him. And then he was excitedly pointing to the large gift bag she was clearly holding on her shoulder, as she placed Elliot back down and knelt to sort through her bag of goodies with him. “I never forget gifts for my baby whenever I come by, you know that! Look what Nana bought you! Aren’t they the cutest things?” She lifted a series of shirts out of the bag first, clothes with blue and white stripes which she knew would be appealing to Elliot as his favorite colors, and shirts with trucks and car patterns, and some with dinosaurs, on them, special interests of his that had his eyes growing wide and his tail puffing out as he tried to contain his excitement. “And that’s not all!” She continued as she put back the shirts and took out a few toys, a variety of objects like a brightly colored wooden train, a few beanie babies she thought were cute, and a pretty doll for Elliot to take care of, as he’d lately expressed his desire to have a baby to take care of too, so he could imitate Parrish and how he took care of Elliot.

“Wow, that’s a lot, mom,” Parrish said, shaking his head a little in disbelief at the amount of money his mother was willing to drop on a whim despite the fact that she was divorced and retired and he couldn’t imagine how she’d always managed to scrounge up enough to pay for these gifts. “You really didn’t have to do all that, he’s got plenty of clothes and toys here already!”

“My grandbaby deserves to have lots of nice new things, sweetheart!” June waved him off as she laughed while Elliot stuck his face into the bag, trying to get glimpses of all the new things he was so excited to play with and wear. He shouted out a thank woo! to June, whining a little in protest as Parrish took the bag, intending to bring it into the house and put it somewhere safe.

“You can play with all your toys and try on your new shirts once we get back from our picnic! You still want your yum yums, don’t you, honeybun?” Parrish was a pro at redirecting Elliot’s agitated emotions into something more positive, and Elliot nodded his head eagerly and clapped his hands, reaching up to grab hold of June’s hand as he begged her to join their peek-neek, to which she happily agreed, as it was a lovely sunny day for all of them to share. They waited in the house for a bit while Parrish prepared a basket full of peanut butter and fruit jam sandwiches, along with some ginger snap cookies they’d made the other day together, and a thermos full of sweetened iced tea for them to share, and a blanket for them all to sit on, although knowing Elliot, he’d probably be running circles around them given how hyper he tended to be when he got himself worked up with excitement. And then just like that, they were off, Elliot choosing to hang back with June the whole time while Parrish took the lead and carried the basket, listening to Elliot talk June’s ear off with borderline nonsense as he tended to do, going a mile a minute about all sorts of things while she just smiled and reacted when necessary.

the  picnic  site  was  large , grassy  field  full  of  bright  green  and  flowers  poking  their  heads  out  with  the  arrival  of  spring . parrish  chose  a  nice  spot  beneath  the  shade  of  an  old  oak  tree , spreading  the  blanket  out  for  them  to  sit  on  while  elliot  was  already  busy  running  around , pointing  and  yelling  at  one  thing  from  the  next  and  turning  his  head  to  make  sure  that  either  parrish  or  june  was  listening . when  the  food  was  being  taken  out , he  scurried  back  to  the  blanket , clapping  his  hand  and  singing  about  how  much  he  loved  his  yum  yums , but  of  course , not  before  making  sure  that  everyone  had  gotten  their  own  share  of  food  on  their  plates .     “  pawwish , you  need  to  eat ! !  you’re  so  big !  big  man  needs  to  eat  more . . .”    he  huffed , realizing  that  there  wasn’t  enough  food  on  parrish’s  plate  as  he  reached  to  place  an  extra  more  cookie  onto  parrish’s  plate  with  satisfaction .    “  i’m  not  big . but  i  wanna  get  big . like  pawwish !  so  i  need  to  eat  more  too .”     declaring , he  took  another  cookie  for  himself  too , but  also  simultaneously  peered  up  towards  both  june  and  parrish , making  sure  that  they  gave  him  the  permission  to  do  so , as  he  had  the  tendency  to  overstuff  himself  with  sweets  and  getting  himself  sick . 

he  was  for  the  most  part , very  quiet  as  he  ate  his  food , focused  on  chomping  down  as  he  ate  hungrily , never  being  the  one  for  refusing  food . he  loved  everything  that  parrish  made  for  him , starting  from  a  simple  soup  to  the  hearty  stew , parrish’s  cooking  easily  becoming  another  one  of  elliot’s  favorite  things  as  well . however , once  he  took  a  big  bite  out  of  his  little  triangular  egg  salad  sandwich , elliot  made  a  face , frowning  and  making  a  loud  blegh !  sound , trying  to  discreetly  spit  something  out  to  the  grass  next  to  him . he  was  caught  instantly , parrish  demanding  to  know  what  he  was  spitting  out  while  elliot  pouted , trying  to  lie  that  he  wasn’t , he’d  just  seen  a  pretty  bug  and  was  looking  at  it . . .

but  it  was  soon  revealed  that  he  was  actively  avoiding  the  bright , orange  colored  bits  diced  into the  salad , elliot  trying  to  spit  them  out  each  time  he  thought  that  june  and  parrish  weren’t  looking .  as  he  was  confronted , his  eyes  turned  round  and  he  shook  his  head  no , trying  to  lie  his  way  out  of  it  once  again  as  he  diverted  his  eyes  away  from  looking  at  parrish  in  guilt .    “  nooo . . .  i  eat  my  cawwots . . .  but . . . but . . . these  are  big  cawwots  in  here . . . .  i  don’t  like  em  big . . . “      he  finally  mumbled  out , trying  to  scramble  out  from  his  sitting  spot  to  go  climb  over  onto  top  of  june’s  lap , as  if  it  would  give  him  some  sort  of  a  sanction  from  his  wrong  doings . he  held  tightly  onto  june  as  he  peered  up  at  parrish  while  his  mother  seemed  to  tell  her  son  to  just  let  elliot  be , that  it  was  normal  for  kids  to  discriminate  food , after  all , parrish  absolutely  refused  to  eat  bell  peppers  as  a  child , didn’t  he ?  however , she  did  boop  him  on  his  nose  and  reminded  him  that  if  he  wanted  to  grow  as  big  and  strong  as  parrish , he  did  need  to  eat  his  carrots  and  all  the  other  veggies  as  well . pouting , elliot  sat  back  down  in  his  seat  with  his  ears  flat  to  his  head  as  he  made  a  big  point  of  making  a  disgusted  face  as  he  finished  the  rest  of  his  egg  salad  sandwich . 

The rhythm of things was easy to settle into once Parrish had decided on a course of action, finding that the ability to be intimate with Elliot in any sort of way seemed to just come naturally to him, his instincts and desires taking hold and saving him any sort of anxiety he might have otherwise had about situations like this. Months ago, he wouldn’t have ever dreamed he’d be in able to experience these things with someone, but now here he was, bonded for life with the boy of his dreams, sitting on top of him and pressing his erection between his soft lips, his heart fluttering when Elliot looked up at him with those big blue eyes he adored so much, breath hissing through his teeth as he tipped his head back and adjusted his position on Elliot’s chest, feeling a fuzzy warmth creep throughout his body at the pleasurable sensations Elliot gave him with his mouth and his tongue swirling around the sensitive head, Parrish groaning softly and biting his lip as he laughed breathily and felt his cock go deeper and deeper down the tight wetness of Elliot’s throat, listening to the sounds of his lover softly gagging and wheezing as he struggled and tried his best to take him all the way as far as he could go, desperate to please Parrish.

“I can tell you’re enjoying this, just by the way you smell,” Parrish murmured in a husky tone, reaching to place his hand over one of Elliot’s as they settled on the strong broadness of his hips the more forceful Parrish became with his thrusts, until eventually he was propelling himself in and out of Elliot’s throat all on his own, Elliot just having to rest his head there and attempt to take it as best he could, his eyes tearing up as he was suppressing the natural urge to just shove Parrish out of his mouth. “You’re really good at this, though, and you look so pretty while you’re doing it.” It amazed Parrish, the depths of Elliot’s loyalty and trust that allowed for him to let Parrish simply use him as he pleased, his eyes hazy and looking up at him as though he were his entire world, Parrish slipping in and out of his mouth until finally Parrish reached a crescendo, spilling down Elliot’s throat in thick ropes of fluid as he shuddered and gasped out with a pleased groan, removing himself from Elliot’s mouth and allowing him to finally catch a full breath, just for a moment before he reached down to part Elliot’s lips with his fingers, inspecting the insides of his mouth and finding a pool of fluids still present on his tongue. “You had better swallow all of it, baby boy.” His voice was low and almost a bit of a growl as he commanded him, and watched with giddy satisfaction at the way Elliot obeyed without so much as a whine, willing and wanting to do so just to please him.

Then, he was getting up off of Elliot, only to grab him close again and lift Elliot’s legs high up over his shoulders, satisfied and excitement rushing toward his already re-inflating cock when he noticed the tell-tale sign that Elliot was ready for Parrish at any time, having gotten worked up just over the action of pleasing Parrish and making him come. He rubbed himself up against his entrance as he tried to get his cock back to a fully hardened state, taking his time in the meantime as he ran his large hands down Elliot’s heated body, kissing and suckling his chest and only giving him the slightest sensation of his cock against his ass, not entering him just yet, Parrish grinning when he heard Elliot’s whines and pleas increasing in intensity. He yanked on the leash in response to get him to hush, shaking his head and leaning up to kiss his already swollen lips hard, at the same time using his free hand to pin one of Elliot’s wrists up above his head that he noticed was trying to touch himself in a fit of frustration and desperation. “Didn’t you tell me I could do whatever I wanted? Well, this is what I want to do, and you’re gonna be good for me and be patient.” Elliot whined and whimpered in response, but his silence didn’t last long before he was back to begging, calling Parrish mean and cruel.

“You think this is me being mean and cruel?” Parrish tugged on the leash again, bringing Elliot’s neck up off the bed to take his face close, kissing his mouth messily as he finally began to push himself inside of Elliot, relishing in the short bursts of gasps and moans so close to his ear and being propelled into his mouth as Elliot’s eyes rolled back and he was finally being given what he wanted. “I think I’m being really generous here, El. If you think this is mean, I’d hate for you to see what I’m really like when I’m mean.” It was a vague threat that he wouldn’t elaborate on, as all at once he thrust hard inside of Elliot, earning him a choked scream of a moan at the sudden intrusion, Elliot’s slickness allowing him to enter inside without much resistance. The strength of his hips allowed him to put all of his power into each thrust, as he kept a firm hold on the leash, not allowing Elliot to tuck his head away and hide the redness of his cheeks, or the way drool dribbled down the side of his mouth as his mouth was kept open and he cried out in ecstasy. They were lucky the house was so vast, and his parents tended to spend time on the complete opposite end of the mansion away from his room, so they didn’t have to concern themselves much with being completely silent, although it still sent a thrill down Parrish’s spine to know that they were doing this in broad daylight in the middle of the day.

“Is this what you want? I’m here, baby, I’m here to give you what you want,” He pressed kiss after kiss to Elliot’s cheeks and jaw as he rammed into him over and over without rest, Elliot’s body jolting in time and crying out in little squeaks to each thrust, Parrish expressing his pleasure in controlled grunts and groans under his breath, whispering into Elliot’s ear all the sappy things he wanted to say so often in times like these, how beautiful he was, how much he loved him, taking in the sweet scents of his skin that matched the sort of scents he loved so well, as he felt himself beginning to reach the threshold once again, close to finishing inside of Elliot, but wanting Elliot to be the one to succumb to the pleasure first, purposefully angling his thrusts so he would hit that sweet spot that had Elliot’s eyes rolling back each and every time. “I want you to come for me, love, show me how good I make you feel.”

it  didn’t  need  to  be  said  out  loud , but  the  fact  was  already  clear  for  both  of  them . they  were  incredibly  compatible  to  one  another , in  both  mind  and  body , parrish  seeming  to  know  exactly  how  to  move  or  to  angle  his  hips  in  such  a  way  that  had  elliot  borderline  choking  on  his  own  pleasured  moans , unable  to  even  keep  his  eyes  properly  opened  as  parrish  rammed  himself  into  the  sweet  spot  over  and  over . he  could  feel  that  parrish  getting  ready for  his  climax , evident  with  the  way  his  body was  tensing  up  and  his  thrusts  were  becoming  harder  and  more  violent , their  flesh  smacking  harshly  into  one  another  with  each  of  the  thrusts . elliot  couldn’t  find  his  voice  properly  as  he  struggled  to  say  something , but  only  nodded  his  head  at  the  end  at  parrish’s  request . it  didn’t  take  long  for  himself  to  reach  his  own  climax  too , the  pleasure  becoming  far  too  great  that  it  soon   had  his  entire  body  shuddering , elliot  tightened  hard  around  parrish  and  squirming  as  his  voice  quivered  out  in  between  his  lips , releasing  messily  and  hard  over  his  stomach  and  up  to  his  chest . soon  afterwards , parrish  followed  after , grunting  above  elliot  as  he  slammed  in  deeply  for  the  one  last  time  and  released , his  hips  still  going  in  for  lazy  thrusts  as  he  slowly  began  to  ride  out  his  high . after  the  entire  ordeal  had  been  finished , elliot  felt  parrish’s  body  sink  down  lower  until  he  was  laying on  top  of  elliot , but  not  hard  enough  to  crush  him  with  his  own  weight . there  was  a  certain  tenderness  to  it , parrish  making  sure  that  elliot  was  still  comfortable  beneath  him  as  they  exchanged  kisses  with  one  another , his  large  hand  smoothing  down  elliot’s  hair  as  they  kissed  one  another  in  slow , fervent  passion . 

“  i  love  you , i  did  enjoy  the  treat . you  seem  to  know  exactly  how  to  make  me  feel  good . . . that’s  crazy .”    elliot  murmured  out  lazily , stroking  down  parrish’s  back  with  a  finger  as  parrish   panted  harshly  above  him , still  very  much  keeping  himself  buried  inside  elliot  as  if  he  was  afraid  to  lose  that  intimate  contact  between  them .   “  get  off  of  me , big  buffoon . i  need  to  go  to  the  bathroom . “   elliot  hissed  out , but  with  a  playful  hint  as  he  nipped  at  parrish’s  neck , blowing  air  near  his  ears  to  make  him  shudder , until  parrish  finally  whined  and  leaned  away . he  wasn’t  allowed  to  leave  without  sharing  another  quick  kiss , elliot  hopping  off  the  bed  to  hurry  to  the  bathroom  afterwards . there , he  cleaned  himself  up , deciding  to  take  a  quick  shower  before  returning  back  out , rolling  his  eyes  when  he  saw  that  parrish  was  still  in  the  same  position  and  state  he  had  been  in  before  elliot  left , elliot  leaning  down  to  slap  his  hand  down  to  the  firm  broadness  of  parrish’s  back .   “  get  up ! you  can’t  be  lazing  around  all  day  like  this , you  know !  i’m  sure  you’ve  still  got  lots  to  do  today .”   it  was  said  with  a  hint  of  intentional  attitude , elliot  pushing  parrish  to  get  up  to  clean  up  after  himself  as  well . as  for  the  collar  and  leash , he  discreetly  placed  them  in  their  bedroom  drawers , deciding  that  it  would  come  to  good  use  one  day  in  the  future .  

Days in the mountains were lonely affairs, or at least, they used to be, until Parrish made a discovery that changed his life forever. He’d come out here to be alone, isolated in the woodlands in an attempt to create a perfect life for himself, one where he could be free to do whatever he wanted and live the way he wanted to, but that came with it a sense of isolation that crept in slowly over time, more and more until it was impossible to ignore. What was the point of living such a wonderfully tranquil life if there was no one to share it with? And the universe seemed to provide a solution to that, in the form of a little bundle of tattered blankets he found sitting in the middle of a hiking trail he often frequented, nearly dropping his basket full of berries and harvested herbs in shock at the fact that it was moving, and had turned out to be a child, with the most peculiar set of features, fox ears and a tail.

He was quite quiet, simply content to suckle on his thumb and stare at Parrish with wide blue eyes like dinner plates when he was picked up, and it was all over from the moment he reached to grasp Parrish’s scraggly beard and give it a hard tug, proclaiming that Parrish was his Dada now, with loud giggles and claps of his hands as he blew bubbles with his own spit. He said his name was Ewwiot, and it was admittedly love at first sight as Parrish took him home to try to figure out how best to care for a child he hadn’t expected to ever have. The thought never crossed his mind that anyone except for himself should raise him, simply content to try to help carve out a life for this baby that stole his heart from the moment he passed the threshold into Parrish’s home.

It was surprisingly easier than Parrish might have thought to make small adjustments to his life that would accommodate a child, and over the months he fell into a routine that suited their needs quite well. There was a bit of a learning curve when it came to preparing good quality meals, but Parrish figured it all out in due time, and his innovative skills came in handy with things like building a high chair for him, and sewing clothes out of old fabrics he had lying around the house. It was an experience that was beginning to awaken paternal instincts he wasn’t even aware he’d had to begin with, and each night as they settled down for bed with Elliot tucked in his arms or lying on top of his chest, his heart just fell deeper and deeper in love with this baby who preferred to suck on one of Parrish’s fingers over his own, and proclaimed his love for Parrish as I wub you over and over as he fell asleep.

Today was another bright and lovely day, the threshold between spring and summer that brought with it warm weather and brilliantly green leaves on the trees, and sparkles atop the water of the lake close by to the house. Parrish set about doing what he liked to do most during these months, be productive and get things done that he couldn’t normally do during the winter, but now he had the extra task of keeping a baby occupied and ensuring he didn’t get cranky while Parrish was out chopping wood and fixing up parts of the house in need of repairs from the winter’s bad weather. And sure enough, just as he was outside wiping his brow from the sweat building up on it while he chopped his latest bundle of wood to store away for a chilly night, he saw Elliot toddling over to him on little legs, bored and in want of some stimulation as he cooed for Parrish to pick him up.

“Hello, my little raspberry! How are you doing today, hm?” He scooped Elliot up in his arms, hugging him close and giving him a tap to his nose as he smiled, making sure to keep Elliot’s hands away from his beard as for some reason it was always such a temptation for him to grab and pull it. “I was wondering if you’d like to go on a picnic with me today! I’ll make those yummy snacks and sandwiches you like, and we can sit by the lake together for a while before Dada has to go back to getting work done. Sound like a plan, sweet pea?”

there  wasn’t  much  memory  of  how  he  ended  up  beneath  a  tree , wrapped  up  in  a  tattered  blanket  and  sitting  all  alone , suckling  on  his  thumb  to  keep  himself  occupied . as  far  as  he  was  concerned , his  mommy  had  promised  to  come  back  for  him  after  a  while , but  the  hour  of  waiting  soon  turned  into  two  hours , three , four , and  five , elliot  only  sitting  in  his  blanket  beneath  the  tree  as  he  waited  for  his  mommy  to  come back  for  him . of  course , she  never  did , and  he  was  beginning  to  grow  antsy  and  hungry , until  a  pair  of  large  feet  showed  up  in  his  line  of  vision  with  hardy  crunch  of  leaves . his  large  ears  flickered  towards  the  sound , his  eyes  large  and  wide  as  he  stared  up  to  the  very  source  of  the  sound . it  was  a  large  man , a  very  , very  large  man , maybe  even  taller  than  the  trees  themselves  in  elliot’s  small  mind . and  the  deal  between  them  was  sealed  without  question . there  was  an  instant  connection , elliot  smiling  and  accepting  the  strange  man  as  his  new  caretaker , and  he  was  brought  back  to  his  new  nest . 

things  were  at  a  rough  patch  between  them  for  the  first  few  weeks , parrish  having  to  figure  out   how  to  properly  take  care  of  a  child  while  elliot  struggled  to  become  used  to  his  sudden  change  of  environment  around  him . he  wanted  to  touch  and  know  everything  about  the  furniture , from  the  bed  to  chair , and  would  soon  learn  how  to  learn  to  drink  from  cups  and  use  utensils  to  eat  from  his  dinner plates . but  with  enough  time , he  learned  and  became  used  to  this  new  life , going  to  sleep  with  his  new  dada  every night  and  often  singing  loud  songs  that  incorporated  parrish’s  name  for  no  specific  reasoning  as  he  wandered  around  the  house , banging  things  with  his  wooden  toys . he  soon  found  his  favorites  with  various  things  as  well , such  as  that  his  favorite  colors  were  blue  and  white , and  he  liked  the  hearty  stew  that  parrish  often  made  during  the  winter  seasons . 

in  this  particular  day , elliot  waited  inside , drinking a  tall  glass  of  iced  tea  that  parrish  had  poured  out  for  him  while  he  waited  for  parrish to  return . he  could  hear  the  sounds  of  wood  splitting  outside , his  large  ears  turning  and  flickering  to  hear  the  sound  better , elliot  wiping  at  his  mouth  with  the  back  of  his  hand  as  he  put  down  the  empty  glass  with  a  loud , satisfied  sigh . and  he  sat  still  for  a  while , tasting  the  iced  tea  in  his  mouth  and  just  staring  at  his  now  empty  glass , wondering  what  else  there  was  to  do . boredom  soon  caught  up  to  him , and  he  decided  to  go  outside  and  whine  and  ask  for  parrish’s  attention , putting  his  arms  up  as  an  indication  that  he  wanted  to  be  held .  “  pawwish , i  finished  my  dwink .”     he  said  as  parrish  scooped  him  up , giving  him  a  sudden  elevation  from  the  ground . elliot  reached  his  hands  out  to  place  them  near  parrish’s  neck , holding  onto  him  while  he  listened  intently , tail  puffed  out  and  wiggling  slightly  as  he  nodded  his  head .    “  i  like  yum  yums . pawwish   can’t  pway  with  me  all  day ? “     he  pouted , a  small  frown  forming  as  his  ears  flattened  down  at  the  realization  that  parrish  intended  to  return  to  work  at  some  point  during  the  day . he  was  feeling  rather  crabby  bored  for  some  peculiar  reason , small  things  seeming  to  make  him  upset  or  saddened  without  much  reasoning  behind .    “  but  i  want  to  be  with  pawwish . . . .”   he  mumbled , frowning  and  lips  quivering  even  as  parrish  booped  his  nose  and  kissed  his  cheek , elliot  whining  to  be  put  down  again . once  placed  down , he  made  a  point  of  stomping  over  to  a  grassy  patch  of  ground , sitting  down  there  with  a huff  and  a  thumb , holding  onto  his  tail  as  parrish  tried  to  console  him . 

Parrish fell asleep easier than he’d expected that night, finding that the softened end to everything had allowed he and Elliot the chance to soothe their worries and their frayed nerves, and find comfort in each other like they so often did, Elliot nestled in close while Parrish held him tight and they re-avowed their love and their loyalty for each other, Parrish laughing and nipping at Elliot’s neck as if to reiterate his point, that Parrish had bitten him, hard, like Elliot had said, and it meant they’d be together forever, that’s what it was supposed to mean, and his father or anyone else couldn’t ever break such a bond, not if they were going to do anything about it. “You make my life feel like it means something. I love you.” Parrish murmured into the softness of Elliot’s hair, drifting off to sleep with him cradled in his grasp, so tight as if he was ensuring he’d never be able to somehow be taken from him in the dead of night. And as it was the weekend and Parrish was exhausted from the emotional toll of the previous day, he decided he would forgo being such an early to rise morning person for once and simply sleep in a little longer than normal, only waking when he felt gentle kisses being pressed to his cheeks, and the scents of freshly cooked eggs and sausages, along with coffee and a warm pastry settled on the edge of a plate, placed on a table and ready to be served.

He blinked open his eyes, still half-dazed but smiling all the while as he leaned up to receive more of Elliot’s kisses, content to just bask in the affection for a while until Elliot had to leave with June for the afternoon, Parrish calling out in a raspy, still sleepy voice to Elliot, telling him to have a good day, and he couldn’t wait to see him back home. He took his time enjoying the delicious breakfast prepared for him, unable to stop smiling or keep his heart from fluttering as all the giddy feelings of being in love just seemed to keep hitting him in waves, as though the angst and anxieties of the previous night had just been forgotten, cast to the back of his mind as nothing more than bad memories in an otherwise wonderful time of his life. He was so in love, he could taste that love in each bite he took of his food and each sip of his coffee that had just the right amount of sugar that proved Elliot cared and listened to him, just the act of bringing him breakfast in itself was proof enough he cared.

It was difficult to drag himself out of bed and face the day, especially face his father, but soon enough he heard his name being called, his father wanting him to come to his office so he could have Parrish help him with some things for his work, and learn the skills of the business world as he went. Parrish wasn’t sure if he was entirely keen on just being thrust into the world of business and trade that had been in his generational line for years and years, uninterrupted, but he also knew that no one really had a choice when it came to his father. He’d had Parrish’s whole life planned out for him, and this was just another part of that plan, and even if Parrish didn’t know if he wanted this for himself, for the time being, he appeased his father, for the sake of keeping on his good side, although it still made his skin prickle to be around him, the only thing he could think of just being the way he’d roughly handled Elliot yesterday.

His mind kept drifting though as it often did when he and Elliot were separated, although his father kept imploring him to keep focus despite how it was a lovely day on a Saturday anyway, and the last thing he wanted to be doing was sitting in this office all day long learning about expense reports. After enough long sighs, Richard finally allowed Parrish a break to go get himself some lunch, and Parrish couldn’t leave the room fast enough, deciding in the meantime of waiting for Elliot to return, he’d make himself a sandwich, something simple while his mind was preoccupied listening for the sound of the car door in the driveway, as he felt like some kind of needy dog, waiting for his person to come back home. Then, he heard it, the sound across the other side of the large mansion of people coming inside, chatting and laughing in the hallway, and Parrish hurriedly finished the rest of his food, before cleaning up his plate and then bounding up the magnificent staircase to his room, where he knew Elliot would be at this point, there wasn’t anywhere he could think for him to go. He nudged open the door, sighing gratefully that Elliot was back. “You’ll never guess how boring my day was, especially without you here. What did you and my mom get up to, what sorts of things did you pick out-? Oh.”

His eyes were a bit downcast and unfocused as he entered the room, but now that he was focused on Elliot, he’d never felt fire travel up into his cheeks so fast at what he saw, immediately borderline slamming his door shut and locking it to prevent any sort of mishaps of his parents barging in for some reason for another. “You… You - you look … you…” He struggled to get out any sort of compliment or comment at all, his words rising and dying in his throat as he choked them out, in utter shock and disbelief about things as he saw Elliot there draped across the bed, removing his silken nightgown he wore quite often for the luxuriousness and the comfort of it, revealing he wore nothing but a pastel red dog collar, with a hoop on the front reserved for the clasp of a leash that he held out to Parrish with a sheepish smile and cheeks as red as the collar. He was told he could do anything he wanted, and although it was so tempting, Elliot just exposed and looking like some luminous, softened angel like he always did, and they were no strangers to this sort of image of each other’s bodies, the fact that Elliot was the one initiating things like this, doing something so unexpected and out of the ordinary for the way they usually operated with one another, it brought Parrish a surge of shock and surprise, and he was momentarily unsure of what he should even do in this situation, taking the leash and swallowing hard.

“You’re right, I do really like it… I didn’t even know I’d like something like this, but… I do, apparently.” He thought the most logical step might be to simply connect the leash to the collar, leaning in close with shaky hands to attach it, giving it an experimental tug and watching with fascination as Elliot’s neck dipped forward in response, allowing Parrish to pull him any which way he wanted, his big eyes watching Parrish close with anticipation. His scent was powerful, it was clear he was excited, and that just made Parrish all the more excited, as he slowly became aware of what he wanted out of this encounter. He wrapped the leash tight around one fist, and with little warning dragged Elliot’s head up close with it, sealing their lips in a kiss that turned deep and hungry with desire the longer it went on, Elliot not allowed to escape it given the grip Parrish held on the leash, kissing him until they were both thoroughly out of breath, nipping at his lips with his teeth as he reached his other hand up, touching Elliot’s cheek softly before gripping his cheeks in his hand and squishing his cherry red, breathless face. “I think this might just be the best idea you’ve had so far. You’re crazy for having bought this right under my mom’s nose, you talk about me taking risks with you at school, and yet you’re off buying this?”

Another tight yank of the leash as Parrish adjusted the collar and positioned it in a way that would have Elliot’s head being pulled back instead of forward, as Parrish dipped his head close to Elliot’s chest, kissing at his collarbone and breathing soft against him to leave goosebumps popping up along his flesh. “And I think it was a great choice. Is this your way of showing me you want to be my little puppy for a while?” His confidence in the situation was growing by the second, as he pulled Elliot down until he was lying flat on the bed on his back, Parrish crawling up until he was straddling Elliot’s upper torso, his weight giving just enough pressure to keep Elliot pinned where he was without outright crushing him, his arms kept to his sides by the force of Parrish’s thighs. He reached down, finding that he was already half-hard, touching himself through his pants before he unzipped them and pulled himself free, bare and presented to Elliot’s face, using the leash to pull his face up as close as he could. “I’ve got a little treat for you then, puppy, if you want to be good for me and give me a good surprise so badly.”

elliot’s  heart  was  racing  already , the  familiar  heat  flushing  all  throughout  his  body  and  already  making  his  smaller  cock  swell  up , hardening  with  each  moment  as  parrish  kissed  him  and  tugged  his  neck  this  way  and  that  with  the  collar  and  leash , elliot  finding  that  his  helpless  disposition  left  him  more  excited  than  ever . regardless  of  the  filthy  undertone  of  the situation , it  was  his  deeply  rooted  trust  in  parrish  that  allowed  him  to  find  this  situation  exciting , for  him  reveal  himself  in  such  a  newly  exposed  way  as  parrish  kissed  him  again  and  again , almost  until  elliot  had  to  gasp  and  beg  for  some  breath  in  between .    “  i  just --- i  wanted  to  do  something  fun  with  you , that’s  all .”   he  whined  out  at  parrish’s  comments , his  head  yanked  once  again  from  the  pull  of  the  leash  as  parrish  laid  him  down  on  the  bed , crushing  him  momentarily  beneath  the  weight  of  his  larger  body  frame . elliot  stared  up  at  him  in  confusion , watching  as  parrish  moved  up  to  position  himself  to  be  sitting  on  elliot’s  upper  torso , before  elliot  finally  understood  what  the  real  intentions  were . he  gulped  and  watched  in  bated  breath  as  parrish  unzipped  his  pants , his  already  hardened  erection  pulled  out  free  into  the  open  air  and  resting  terrifically  close  near  elliot’s  face .

he  had  once  marveled  at  its  sheer  size  the  first  time  he  had  the  opportunity  to  see  it , realizing  the  true  differences  between  himself  and  parrish , especially  when  it  came  down  to  their  sizes . parrish  was  already  big , he  knew  this  without  having  to  see  it  out  in  the  open , but  elliot  was  left  almost  terrified  to  see  its  true  size  out  in the  open , and  the  way  it  seemed  to  grow  larger  as  parrish  became  harder , until  elliot  gulped  in  nervousness  at  the  sheer  thought  of  it  entering  into  him . however , now  he  looked  at  it  in  a  lustful frenzy , knowing  that  his  body  could  handle  it  easily  enough  with  their  previous  experiences  with  each  other . without  waiting , he  brought  his  face  in  closer , taking  the  hardened  length  in  his  hand  and  stroking  it  a  few  times , smiling  when  he  heard  parrish  suck  in  a  sharp  breath , who  was  probably  feeling  sensitive  already  without  a  doubt . elliot  continued  at  it , stroking  parrish  up  and  down , squeezing  and  licking  teasingly  at  his  erection  before  he  finally  opened  his  mouth  to  slide  the  length  in , although  he  was  already  beginning  to  gag  and  choke  halfway  through . he  had  to  pull  his  head  away  at  the  first  try , gasping  and  tearing  up  slightly  with  a  string  of  spit  connected  to  his  lips , realizing  that  this  could  prove  to  be  rather  more  challenging  than  he  originally  thought  it  to  be . but  he  didn’t  want  to  give  in  just  yet , and  he  closed  his  eyes  and  went  for  it  again , suckling  at  the  sensitive  head  in  the  beginning  before  sliding  it  in  past  his  lips , trying  to  take  in  as  much  as  he  could  before  he  felt  as  if  he  would  suffocate . to  his  own  surprise , he  found himself  able  to  take  parrish’s  cock  down  further , almost  past  his  throat  as  he  gagged , tears  now  brimmed  up  fully  at  his  eyes  as  he  began  to  suck  and  bob  his  head , gasping  for  breath  each  time . he  continued  at  it , grabbing  onto  parrish’s  hips  with  both  his  hands  for  support , feeling  strong  fingers  tangling  at  his  hair  as  he  serviced  his  lover , the  heat  of  the  moment  seeming  to  make  him  forget  his  desperation  for  breathing . at  a  certain  point , parrish  took  over  the  control , ramming  himself  down  elliot’s  throat  and  causing  elliot  to  choke  and  splutter , holding  onto  parrish’s  hips  for  his  dear  life  while  parrish  pounded  away  at  his  throat , leaving  little  time  for  him  to  breathe  until  the  last  thrust , where  elliot  could  feel  his  cock  twitch slightly  in  his  mouth , before  he  felt  the  explosion  of  his  fluids  in  his  mouth . elliot  spluttered  and  choked  harder , gagging  as  parrish  finally  removed  himself , long  strings  of  fluids  mixed  with  his  drool  connecting  from  his  lips  to  the  head  of  parrish’s  cock . he  felt  parrish  stroke  the  side  of  his  face , complimenting  him  for  the  good  work  as  he  experimentally  probed  at  elliot’s  mouth  for  it  to  open , dipping  his  finger  into  where  there  were  still  his  fluids  smeared  and  left  over  elliot’s  tongue .  swallow  all  of  it . he  heard  parrish  whisper  down  towards  him  as  he  removed  his  finger , elliot  eagerly  obeying  and  swallowing  down  the  remaining  fluids  in  his  mouth , lips  already  red  and  swollen  from  the abuse  that  it  had  endured  through .     “  parrish , i . . “      he  said  with  a hint  of  a beg , voice  soft  and  needy  as  he  had  been  struggling  with  his  own  need  to  release  for  a  long  time , but  it  couldn’t  be  done  without  parrish , a  fact  that  both  of  them  knew  well  enough  without  elliot  having  to  explain . 

Parrish found himself momentarily reassured by Elliot’s promises to stay with him forever, nearly losing his battle with his tears a few times as Elliot petted his hair and made his tone light as he tried to convince Parrish that it was true, he wasn’t going anywhere, no matter what sort of intimidating threats Parrish’s father, Richard, happened to make toward Elliot. He came away from the day feeling a bit lighter and more hopeful that he had just been overreacting, and that he didn’t have anything to worry about, they would get through all of this madness and one day have a life to call their own together, he kept forcing himself to believe that was true, Elliot’s calm voice and his kisses enough to lull Parrish into a sense of ease as he went about the remainder of his day after watching Elliot’s car drive off, a smile on his face as he wiped at his eyes and tried to remind himself that things were fine, on a steady mantra in his head.

When he returned home and called out for Elliot, he wasn’t greeted with the sounds of feet pattering down the staircase or from the kitchen as usual, his father passing him in the corridor and asking if Elliot had come to greet him, to which Parrish just shook his head no and proclaimed he would go find him, just shrugging the interaction off as he went up to his room, realizing that the reason why Elliot hadn’t come to see him was that he was busy napping, asleep in a curled up heap on Parrish’s bed, looking as peaceful as ever with his curly haired head pressed up against the pillow as he breathed softly and huddled under the blankets for cozy warmth. Parrish’s heart could have melted at the sight, as he came over to gently grasp his shoulder and shaky him awake, whispering good morning, sunshine, giggling when Elliot blinked open his eyes, lashes fluttering as he adjusted to the light and found Parrish there, who was busy getting dressed while Elliot got back his sense of reality after his nap. “It’s alright, you don’t have to apologize for being sleepy! I’m glad you got some rest, I’ll go get both of us some glasses of the drinks you made, I bet they’re great like everything you make!”

He was in an incredibly good mood, still riding the optimistic high that came from their interaction at school, but the tone of the room was quickly dashed as soon as it had bubbled up, as all of a sudden the door to Parrish’s room swung open, Parrish yelling in shock as his dad barged in, demanding that Elliot come with him for some reason of which Parrish wasn’t aware, and it seemed to cause Elliot an immense amount of fear as he hesitated to move, only to be violently jerked out of bed by his arm, his father twisting and yanking him until he dragged him up and out of the room. Parrish was in a state of frozen shock by the whole thing, his mouth partially open in disbelief of it, until he finally came to his senses again and ran after his father, calling his name the whole way in an attempt to get him to stop being so horribly rough with Elliot.

Then, the door slammed rudely in his face, almost hitting him square in the nose, and he tried to open it again, only to find it was being kept shut, probably by his father holding the door knob to prevent Parrish from turning it. He banged and pounded on the wood, his heart racing with worry as his breaths heaved and he struggled to remain calm, more worried about Elliot and how he felt more than anything, until finally after some time the resistance to the doorknob gave way, and Parrish flung open the door to find his father walking around the house again, Elliot nowhere to be found. “Where is he? What the hell was that, why did you do that to him? That was so awful! He was just trying to relax, what’s wrong with you-?” His father stopped him with a cold glare, reassuring Parrish with an equally cold tone that Elliot was being given what he deserved, for not doing his duties of greeting Parrish properly like he was meant to, and getting lazy with his responsibilities. Parrish just stared at his father, blinking his eyes and unsure of what to even say to such a thing, wondering where this callous attitude toward Elliot had even come from, but it was becoming unbearable and causing the both of them undue stress, Parrish could only imagine how frightened Elliot must have been about the whole thing. “But, I don’t care if he takes a nap, dad, it doesn’t matter, so what if he’s not waiting on me hand and foot? He’s supposed to be my companion, not my slave, right? Where is he? I want to go to him.”

But his father just continued to ignore his demands and pleas, informing him that his mother was finishing up dinner soon, and they would need to go to the table, without Elliot. He won’t be joining us, he’s busy learning a lesson was all he said, beckoning for Parrish to follow, and he felt so utterly weak and powerless, as he could do nothing but follow his father to the kitchen and sit at the dining room table, unable to muster up the strength to go against his parents, although his mother looked just as sullen and confused about the whole thing, but she didn’t speak out against it, just glanced up to Parrish every so often as though her heart ached for him. He had to endure his father going on and on about keeping his options open, “Elliot is getting a bit too privileged for my liking, Parrish. You can’t just let an omega do whatever he wants, he’ll start to walk all over you, and how embarrassing would that be? And don’t be getting too attached to him, that’s all I’m saying. He isn’t the end all be all of your life.”

Parrish didn’t respond, didn’t even want to fathom what those words meant that made his blood run cold, just stared firmly at his plate and occasionally glanced around to try to see if he could find Elliot somewhere, maybe a glimpse of him wandering around the house doing chores, or if he could hear him sniffling or walking in the basement, but he couldn’t, and he just resigned himself to speeding through dinner, his father choosing to forgo dessert as he eventually left the table and retired to his home office, leaving June to clean the table as always. When they were finally left alone, Parrish looked to her with pleading eyes, begging her to tell him where Elliot was, and in response, she left the room for a moment, eventually returning out of the kitchen with a plate of untouched food from their meal of rosemary chicken and mashed potatoes, with glazed carrots and roasted asparagus on the side. “I set this aside for him in secret, because I knew your father wouldn’t have let him eat otherwise. He’s in the garden, I’m pretty sure he was told to rip out the weeds… Oh, Parrish, I’m so sorry, I-”

“Mom, it’s okay, just - I’ll bring him to my room so he can eat. Dad can’t stop me, he’s my omega.” Parrish stood from the table, his footsteps determined as he came out to the garden and found what he had been looking for for hours: Elliot, hunched over a patch of dirt, his small body shuddering in the windy cold of this unusually chilly evening, apparently having not been permitted to get a jacket for himself, his hands red and raw from the cold and brown with dirt and mulch. “Elliot…” Parrish rushed over to his side, crouching down as he grabbed him up in a strong hug, almost bursting into tears as he heard Elliot sniffle and cry and murmur incoherent words against his shoulder, his eyes red with tears from crying, his stomach rumbling something fierce after nothing having anything to eat for so long. “Shh, come here, I’m gonna take you inside. I’m so angry this happened to you, I’m so, so sorry, my baby…” He gently wrapped his arms around Elliot, lifting him up off the ground and carrying him away from this task he had no business doing in the first place, it was just cruel and unusual punishment for such a minor offense. He brought Elliot up to the bathroom near his room, flicking on the warm water of the sink, grasping Elliot’s dry, cracked hands and running them under the water, using some soothing soap to rub away the dirt and help him clean himself up, then taking a washcloth to wipe away the dirt stains on his cheeks and try to soothe the puffy redness of his sniffling face. “It’s alright, don’t cry, if you keep crying then I’ll start crying… You’re alright now, I promise. Go settle yourself in my room when you’re cleaned up and get under some blankets, and I’ll bring you some food.”

He felt so incredibly angry to see Elliot so in pain and upset, it was all he could do to keep his feet from his stomping all throughout the house as he went to go retrieve the meal his mother had made for Elliot along with some silverware and a tall glass of the lemonade Elliot had made for him earlier. At least out of the two of his parents, he had one ally in his mom, but she didn’t have such power in the family, and she didn’t have the audacity to think she could do such a thing to Elliot. It was as though it were some self-fulfilling prophecy, just after they’d finished promising they’d be together forever, his father does something to ruin their happiness and peace. He tried not to show his frustrations in front of Elliot as he returned with his plate, instead just flashing him a soft smile as he came over to the bedside, finding Elliot tucked under the blankets like he’d said he should do, reaching to pet his hair and give him a kiss to the forehead as he handed him his meal, setting the glass of lemonade on the bedside counter. “How are you feeling, sweetheart? I just can’t believe my dad did that to you, that’s the worst thing I ever could have imagined… But let’s not dwell on it right now, let’s just focus on getting some food in your belly and keep you warmed up, okay? No more tears right now.”

he  wished  that  he  could  cry , but  tried  to  stop  himself  from  bursting  into  full  blown  fits  of  tears  for  parrish’s  sake . so  instead , he  sniffled  and  let  parrish  bring  him  back  inside , his  body  shaking  from  the  cold  from  staying  outside  alone  for  hours . in  the  bathroom , the  dirt  from  his  hands  were  washed  off  with  warm  water , while  parrish  rubbed  away  at  the  dirt  stains  on  his  face  gently  with  a  warm  washcloth . once  he  went  back  to  the  bedroom , elliot  changed  his  clothing , choosing  one  of  parrish’s  larger  sweaters  for  the  occasion . the  reasoning  behind  it  was  simple , it  was  because  it  made  him  feel  safe , the  warm  flood  of  comfort  and  happiness  flooding  into  him  as  the  scent  of  parrish  wafted  up , hugging  him  as  the  sweater  fit  snugly  around  his  body . parrish  returned  with  a  tray  of  food  soon  after , elliot’s  stomach  rumbling  loudly  in  the  response  of  seeing  a  well - made  dinner  in  front  of  him .     “ b--but . . your  dad  said  that  i  wasn’t  allowed  to  eat  today . . .”     he  mumbled  out , the  fear  in  his  voice  evidently  present  even  as  his  mouth  watered , eyes  unable  to  look  away  from  the  meal  in  front  of  him . but  all  his  worries  and  anxieties  were  hushed  as  parrish  promised  and  insisited  that  it  was  alright , and  that  elliot  was  allowed  to  eat  and  drink  whatever  he  pleased . the  order  from  parrish  felt  all  too  natural  for  elliot  to  follow  and  trust , as  he  dug  into  the  meal  without  a  moment  of  hesitation . he  didn’t  speak  until  he  left  the  plate  clean , the  tall  glass  of  lemonade  emptied   as  he  licked  his  lips  in  satisfaction .   “  thanks , parrish . i  wouldn’t  know  what  i’d  do  . . .  without  you . thank  goodness  tomorrow  is  the  start  of  a  weekend , right ?  we  can  spend  the  day  together . oh , but  your  mom  said  that  i  could  follow  her  to  the  mall , so  maybe  after  that . . . “     he  began  to  ramble , his  previous  state  of  being  upset  and  sad  seeming  to  have  dissipated  as  he  was  with  parrish  now , the  mere  presence  of  this  boy  apparently  being  enough  to  lift  elliot’s  saddened  spirit  back  up  to  its  feet . he  moved  near  parrish , snuggling  in  close  against  him  as  he  sighed , burrowing  his  face  in  near  parrish’s  broad  chest , one  arm  slung  around  his  shoulder  while  elliot  remained  in  the  position  while  he  sniffed  at  parrish’s  chest  for  a  long  time .

“  you  smell  so  good . i  don’t  know  how  to  describe  it . . but  it’s  a  good  smell . i  don’t  think  i’ve  ever  met  anyone  with  your  smell .”   his  voice  came  out  muffled  out  as  he  spoked  against  parrish’s  chest , keeping  his  face  still  buried  as  he  giggled , cheeks  becoming  rosy  with  happiness .    “ i  want  to  stay  like  this  forever  with  you .  you’re  my  greatest  happiness . i  hope  you  know  that . . . . . and  i  mean  it . and  you  promised  that  you’d  never  give  up  on  me , so  i  trust  you .”    rambling  on , his  fingers  tightened  their  hold  against  parrish , holding  him  possessively  almost  as  if  he  was  afraid  that  parrish  would  display  the  same  cruelness  as  his  father . the  mere  thought  of  parrish  lashing  out  at  him  cruelly  and  choosing  someone  else  over  him  made  elliot’s  heart  sink , his  stomach  tying  into  uncomfortable  knots  as  he  clung  against  parrish  with  a  tensed  body .  “  i  mean  it . . you  bit  me . you bit  me  hard , and  multiple  times  too . you  can’t  leave  me  now .”     his  voice  warbled  slightly , his  anxious  state  possibly  showing  through  as  he  finally  looked  up , peering  up  at  parrish  with  wide  eyes , his  thoughts  traveling  back  to  the  catalogues  of  other  omegas  that  richard  had  kept  with  him  like  a  list  of  furniture  or  valuable  assets . and  as  expected , elliot  was  reassured  by  his  lover , who  held  him  back  gently  and  kissed  him  sweetly , promising  him  that  he  would  never  break  his  promise , no  matter  what . they  were  a  bonded  pair , and  they  would  be  together  forever , ---- it  was  followed  with  a  playful  nip  to  elliot’s  neck , elliot  laughing  as  he  tried  to  shove  parrish  away  at  the  sensation . eventually , they  both  fell  asleep  hugging  and  tangled  up  in  each  other’s  arms , sleeping  peacefully  as  if  the  day’s  atrocities  had  never  occurred , 

in the  morning , elliot  allowed  parrish  to  sleep  in , given  that  he  no  longer  had  to  wake  up  at  the  early  hours  for  school . he  kept  the  curtains  in  the bedroom  closed  so  that  the  sunlight  wouldn’t  disturb  parrish’s  sleep , and  he  crept  downstairs  to  make  a  pot  of  coffee , heating  up  some  breakfast  pastries  in  the  process . he  took  one  for  parrish , then  left  the  rest  on  the  counter  for  the  rest  of  the  family  members  to  take . placing  the  pastry  on  a  plate , elliot  quickly  scrambled  up  some  eggs  and  sausages  on  a  frying  pan , adding them  on  the plate . with  the  coffee and  breakfast , he  went  back  upstairs  to  leave  the  breakfast  on  a  table  for  parrish  back  in  the  bedroom , making  sure  to  kiss  his  cheek  good  morning  before  he  left  to  dress  himself  for  the  day . both  elliot  and  june  liked  to  start  their  day , june  already  waiting  for  him  with  the  car engine  started  . after  he  got  dressed , elliot  hurriedly  went  downstairs  and  outside , where  he  also  kissed  june  on  the  cheek  good  morning . together , they  had  a  list  of  things  that  they  needed  to  accomplish  before  noon , such  as  finding  all  the  things  they  needed  to  find  on  the  shopping  list , and  elliot  was  to  help  june  pick  out  a  few  new  dresses  at  the  mall . if  elliot  wanted , he  could  get  a  few  new  things  to  wear  as  well , but  elliot  politely  insisted  that  it  was  alright , only  to  be  shushed  by  june , who  told  him  that  he  would  get  a  new  wardrobe  whether  he  liked  it  or  not . 

the  truth  was  that  elliot  liked  hanging  out  with  june , and  he  hardly  minded  having  to  help  her  out  with  the  things  that  she  needed . they  stopped  by  the  grocery  store , picked  out  all  the  items  that  they  needed , june  buying  elliot a  few  new  treats  that  he  was  eyeing  along  with  a  pint  of  strawberry  ice  cream  reserved  just  for  him . elliot  shyly  thanked  her , and  they  were  on  their  way  to  the  mall  afterwards , where  elliot  helped  june  pick  out  the  best  dresses . they  easily  spent  hours  upon  hours , trying  to  decide  between  this  fabric  and  that ,  or  this  color , no , maybe  the  other  color  was  better ?  the  time  seemed  to  fly  by , and  by  the  time  they  finished  the  shopping  for  elliot’s  clothes  as  well , the  time  was  closing  near  noon . elliot  helped  carry  back  all  the  newly  bought  things  back  into  the  large  mansion , putting  away  all  the  grocery  things  into  their  respective  places  in  the  kitchen . the  shopping  bags  went  upstairs , june’s  things  going  to  her  bedroom  while  elliot  went  back  to his  now  shared  bedroom  with  parrish  to  organize  his  new  clothing . he  noted  that  parrish  was  not  in  the  room  when  elliot  made  it  inside , which  meant  that  he  was  possibly  running  his  own  errand  or  was  asked  to help  with  something  by  his  father . 

waiting  didn’t  bother  elliot , as  he  had  plenty  of  things  to keep  him  occupied  with , such  as  folding  away  or  hanging  his  new  clothes  into  the  wardrobe . at  one  point  , however , a  sliver  of  an  idea  made  its  way  inside  his  head , elliot  deciding  that  he  could . . .  .somehow  surprise  parrish  when  he  returned  to  the  bedroom . there  was  a  smaller  shopping  bag  hidden  into  a  bigger  one , items  of  which  elliot  bought  secretively  without  june’s  knowledge  while  they  were  out . he’d  purchased  them  rather  speedily  and  with  reddened  cheeks  too , while  june  went  to  purchase  something  to  drink  for  the  two  of  them . it  was  a  pastel - red  colored  collar , a  leash  paired  with  it  that  meant  for  pets  or  domestic  animals , but  elliot  had  purchased  it  upon  a  whim  of  dirty  thoughts , unable  to  control  himself  from  the  sudden  urge  to  have  it  in  his  possession . blushing , he  checked  the  clock , knowing  that  wherever  parrish  was , he  would  probably  be  finishing  up  his  lunch  and  coming  back  to  the bedroom  by now . 

Parrish’s foot was tapping with anticipation the entire time he waited to be let out of his class right before the designated lunch break, practically bursting up out of his seat as soon as he was dismissed, his friends already well aware that today was just another day he was going to be meeting with his mate, and they liked seeing how happy it made him, to have someone to look forward to seeing and who set his heart aflame with excitement. He found himself practically bouncing out the door, catching that familiar gleam of honey-blond hair down the hallway, but his smile dropped and his throat caught before he could call out to Elliot when he more properly assessed the situation he saw, realizing that Elliot was not alone, but instead was being pressed up against a wall, looking painfully nervous and jittery while Carter Preston pushed up further against him and leaned his face in close. He seemed to be saying things that were making Elliot extremely uncomfortable, and actively putting his hands on him, but none of the other boys who passed by them seemed keen on trying to help Elliot, at the most they just stared and whispered amongst themselves that the omega belonged to Parrish, didn’t he?, and then moved on with gasps and jeers about the situation.

Parrish felt the scene move in slow motion as he approached Carter at a high rate of speed, his feet stomping against the tiled floor and before Carter or Elliot could register his presence, he snapped and lashed out, grabbing Carter from behind, a firm grip on his shirt collar as he pulled him back and pushed him against the chest before Carter had any time to recover, almost catapulting him against the nearby wall, Carter managing to right himself just in time before he crashed. He breathed hard, glaring at Parrish with a mixture of disbelieving rage, shocked that Parrish, normally someone so mild mannered, would be intending to try to pick a fight with him like this. Carter was one of the most wealthy students of the school, and he felt he could get away with virtually anything with a charming smile and a flash of his wallet, but Parrish was trying to make his point that Elliot was his, and he wasn’t going to let him just be harassed and pushed around. He growled and bared his teeth, his clenched fists indicating he wasn’t going to be backing down, and Carter all of a sudden turned heel, speed walking off and incredibly flustered about the whole thing.

“El, are you okay? I can’t believe he touched you, I saw the whole thing just now, my poor baby…” His demeanor flipped like a switch when he turned back to Elliot, his snarl and his hardened eyes replaced with a soft gaze of sympathy and concern, eyebrows dipping as he leaned close to Elliot, taking his face in his hands and scanning his eyes to try to read him. He seemed a bit tense and nervous still, and he could smell the sour tang of Elliot’s fear rising in the air still, but more so than anything, he saw relief, as Elliot nodded and reassured him over and over that he was okay now, although Parrish wasn’t going to be convinced so easily as he kissed him over and over out of a fit of anxiety for his love’s state of mind. He was only consoled into dropping it when Elliot reached out his hand, urging Parrish to come to lunch with him now, where they could be alone in their usual hidden space, and Parrish sighed, feeling the adrenaline and the rage fleeing his blood the moment his fingers interlocked with Elliot’s.

“I don’t know how you keep outdoing yourself with these meals, El, but you do, over and over!” Parrish smiled as he sipped the last of his tea, the lunch and the cookies having been devoured with great enthusiasm, and like clockwork, Parrish began to reenact the moments they’d shared the last time Elliot had paid him a visit, feeling a surge of jealousy and a need to claim taking him over as he laid Elliot to the ground again, making love to him with that same sense of feral urgency that he’d had the previous time, collapsing over top of him in a sweaty, panting heap after they’d finished together, the pleasure still rocketing through his body as he chose to remain tangled up with Elliot, sighing and closing his eyes as Elliot petted his hair and whispered words of love and affection, Parrish grunting softly with appreciation as he smiled a lazy grin when Elliot tried to pull away after some time, a whine rising in the back of his throat as he pleaded for Elliot not to leave so soon, dragging him in closer to their intimate embrace instead of allowing him more distance. “I couldn’t help it, after what happened, I just needed to,” Parrish murmured as he began to lavish Elliot’s neck with kisses, and it was true, he was hot-blooded and still carrying those images of Carter touching Elliot in his mind, trying to somehow erase it with each kiss and touch he gave out. It bothered him greatly, and it started off a chain of thoughts in his mind, about the possibility that someday, Elliot might not be his anymore, and it made him wonder, how strong was their bond, really?

His emotions began to reach up higher and higher until he was all but biting down against Elliot’s neck, marking him up as much as he was able, re-marking him over the fading, claiming bite he’d left on him, figuring that if one mark wasn’t good enough to show ownership, then maybe several would do the trick, until Elliot squeaked and thrashed enough to finally push Parrish away, looking at him with shock as he asked what was up with him. Parrish in his desperation to keep Elliot close just followed him the more he tried to back away, crawling across the floor until he practically threw himself against Elliot, holding onto his waist and pressing his head against Elliot’s bare chest as he nuzzled his face against his sweet-smelling skin.

“I’m sorry, I’m just so worried some days, about us, about our future and all, and then I see guys like Carter thinking they can just take you from me and it makes me so mad. I just want everyone to know you’re mine, and I want you to be mine forever.” He felt so vulnerable all of a sudden, feeling close to tears as his emotional floodgates being opened as his hands gripped Elliot’s waist, squeezing as he tugged him in close. “Sometimes my dad says things, such horrible things, about you, and he threatens to replace you if you screw up somehow… it makes me feel so awful, and it isn’t even all about Carter, I just get this awful feeling that something will one day go wrong. I don’t want to lose you, I don’t want to lose us. If I promise that I’ll never give you up or abandon you, you’ll promise that to me too, right?”

it  took  him  by  surprise , the  way  parrish  seemed  to  turn  desperate  all  of  a  sudden , almost  borderline  sniffling  as  elliot  could  see  the  clear  indications of  tears  in  his  wet eyes .   “  parrish . . . .”    he  said , but  was  stopped  short  when  parrish  decided  to  spill  his  heart  out , saying  that  his  dad  had  told  him  horrible  things , threats  of  having  elliot  replaced  and  whatnot , which  sent  down  an  unpleasant  chill  down  elliot’s  spine .  he  was  no  stranger  to  what  parrish  was  talking  about . the  only  difference  was  that  elliot  never  quite  told  parrish  any  of  the  things  his  father  had  told  elliot , not  wanting  to  parrish , but . . . . .      “  he --- he  told  me  the  same  things  too . i  forgot  to  fold  your  laundry  two  days  ago  and  he  told  me  that  he’d  replace  me  with  someone  else . i was  scared -- and i . . .”    when  he  stuttered  out , he  felt  parrish’s  grip  on  him  tighten , arms  squeezing  hard  around  elliot , showing  his  clear  signs  of  distress  of  not  wanting  for  elliot  to  leave  him . and  elliot  felt  equally  the  same , not  wanting  to  leave  parrish  regardless  of  the  situation  or  any  kind  of  threats , and  he  found  himself  using  his  own  arms  to  hold  parrish  back , trying  to  reassure  him  that  he  wasn’t  going  anywhere  any  time  soon .    “ i  promise , silly  boy . i’ll  stay  with  you  forever , until  you  grow  absolutely  sick  and  tired  of  me . even  then , i  won’t  leave  you .”    smiling , he  petted  at  the  dark  locks , leaning  down  to  give  parrish  a  kiss  on  the  forehead , using  his  hands  to  tip  his  handsome  face  back  up  towards  him . elliot  left  a  kiss  to  his  forehead , nose , and  to  his  lips , before  slowly  nudging  parrish  to  get  back  up , asking  for  him  to  hand  his  clothes  back  to  him . 

this  time , he  dressed  himself  while  parrish  appeared  to be  unable  to  keep  his  eyes  off  from  him , elliot  blushing  slightly  as  he  pulled  his  sweater  back  over  his  head .  “  walk  me  back  to  the  car  again , baby ? “     he  whispered , leaning  up  on  his  tip  toes  to  hold  parrish’s  hand  to  smooch  him , picking  up  the  now - empty  lunch  box  in  his  hand  afterwards . and  as  parrish  did  the  day  before , he  was  walked  back  to  the  car , then  driven  back  home , where  he  washed  out  the  containers  and  left  them  out  to  dry  again .  while  he  waited  for  parrish  to  return  home , he  finished  up tidying up  the  kitchen  and  decided  to  make  pitchers  of  lemonade  and  iced  tea  to  keep  in  the  fridge , so  that  parrish  could  have  a  glass  of  something  refreshing  once  he  got  back  home . after  the  drinks  were  made , elliot  went  to  the  living  room , wondering  if  he  could  watch  a  show  or  two , until  he  saw  some  papers  lying  on  the  coffee  table  rather  messily , elliot  peeking  at  them  to  see  what  they  were .  he  had  half  a  guess  that  it  was  probably  parrish , maybe  he  left  his  homework  scrap  papers  lying  around , but  once  he  saw  the  real  contents  on  the  paper , his  eyes  widened , nervous  anxiousness  and  fear  striking  into  his  heart  horribly . these  were  the  lists  of  names  and  origins  of  different  omegas , written  by  parrish’s  father , and  elliot’s  information  was  written  there  as  well , among  the  many  that  were  on  the  list , as  if  he had  been  cataloguing  them  and  had  plans  of  disposing  of  elliot  as  he  said  so  many  times  before . 

gasping , elliot  put  the  papers  back  at  where  they  were , deciding  to  pretend  as  if  he  never  saw  the  paper  or  its  contents . he  promptly  walked  away  from  the  living  room , heart  pounding  as  he  went  up  to  the  bedroom , where  he  laid  down  with  his  face  buried  in  the  covers , body  curling  up  against  the  sheets  as  he  tried  to  calm  his  nerves  down . he’d  promised  parrish  that  he  would  never  leave  his  side , but  did  he  really  have  a  choice  in  the  first  place ?  it  seemed  that  his  life  no  longer  belonged  to  himself  lately , parrish’s  father  placing  a  tight  control  over  what  elliot  could  or  couldn’t  do  as  his  status  as  parrish’s  omega  became  more  and  more  evident . especially  after  they  had  been  successfully  bonded  to  one  another , his  treatment  appeared  to  have  become  more  cruel  and  callous , elliot  not  knowing  how  to  quite  respond  to  the  sudden  change  of  treatment . he  felt  both  confused  and  sad , but  at  the  same  time , his  heart  sang  for  joy  whenever  he  was  with  parrish , as  he  felt  as  if  he  was  walking  on  heaven’s  clouds  each  time  they  kissed  or  spent  time  together . parrish  was  his  best  friend  and  lover , and  elliot  was  convinced  that  no  one  would  ever  know  him   better  than  parrish , in  both  body  and  mind , and  elliot  didn’t  want  anyone  else  to  know  him  as  parrish  did . but  what  if  . . . . he  wasn’t  meant  for  parrish  in  the  end  ?  the  thought  almost  made  him  want  to  cry , tears  rising  up  into  his  eyes  and  a  pained  choke  strangling  him in  his  throat  as  elliot  hid  his  face  away  into  the  darkness  farther , sniffling  softly  to  himself  until  he  finally  found  himself  exhausted  enough  to  fall  asleep .

he  remained  asleep  until  parrish  returned  home , now  cuddled  up  into  the  blankets  and  his  body  just  a  small  form  under  them  as  he  curled  himself  up  against  a  pillow , snoring  softly  until  he  felt  gentle  hands  shaking  him  awake .    “  oh , hey . . “      he  mumbled  out , seeing  that  it  was  none  other  than  his  lovely  boy , parrish  already  stripping  down  from  his  school  uniform  to  change  into  his  comfortable  wears  around  the  house .    “  sorry , i  was  really  tired , i  ended  up  falling  asleep . . . oh , i  made  you  some  drinks  in  the  fridg----”     he  was  saying  before  the  door  flung  open , elliot’s  eyes  widening  to  see  richard  standing  there  with  an  angry  expression , elliot  feeling  himself  already  deflating from  the  gaze  he  was  sending . elliot , come  here . he  said , but  elliot  found  himself  frozen  in  the  spot , shrinking  away , hoping  that  he  could  simply  shrink  straight  out  from  existence  and into  thin  air . but  his  wishes  rarely  came  true , as  richard  stomped  into  the  room , and  roughly  grabbed  at  him  to  yank  him  up  from  the  bed , hurling  him  out  of  the  room  himself  while  parrish  could  be  heard  protesting  from  behind  him ---- 

The hours ticked by at a snail’s pace after Elliot left to go back home, Parrish feeling empty and full of longing once again with Elliot’s absence hanging heavy over him as he gathered up his things and trudged off to his next set of classes, trying to fix his hair and smooth out his clothes as best he could, but Elliot’s scent was obvious as it hung on his skin and alerted his friends immediately as they swarmed him, demanding to know what was going on. And Parrish explained it to them then, his cheeks flushing and a smile growing on his face as they stared at him with awe and surprise in their faces, eventually patting him on the back and congratulating him for getting to mate with someone who sounded so incredible, given the way Parrish described him. He felt like he was riding on air the whole way home, so eager to see Elliot again after a long day, even though he’d only just seen him about a few hours ago, and in ways that made him blush just to replay the moments back over in his head. He came in through the front door, calling out for Elliot, and finding that the house was filled with the fragrant scents of something delicious and cooking in the kitchen, a grin spreading on his face when he heard the pattering of footsteps and found Elliot running toward him, his arms outstretched for a hug that Parrish readily provided.

“Hi, baby, so happy to be home! It smells so good in here, I can’t wait to see what you made!” He laughed as Elliot just continued to go on and on with his ideas of potential plans for the evening, reaching to squish his cheeks and stop him cold with a kiss that had Elliot’s cheeks glow red, as he left to go change his clothes and switch into something more comfortable, coming back down to the kitchen as his eyes grew wide in surprise at all the work Elliot had put into the dinner for the two of them. Seasoned, roasted potatoes and vegetables on large platters, thick, juicy cuts of steak that were cooked to perfection, it was enough to make Parrish’s mouth water as he sat himself down at the table while Elliot prepared him a plate. “I can’t believe how amazing of a cook you are, thank you so much, this looks so good! You have a natural talent for this sort of thing!”

He eagerly dug into his food, leaving his plate cleaned and empty by the end of things, much to Elliot’s delight as he saw how happy he looked to see Parrish was enjoying eating his food. He kept on complimenting every aspect of it over and over, laughing to Elliot in a playful tone that if he wasn’t careful, Elliot was going to become a famous chef and leave Parrish, although Elliot shook his head and insisted that would never happen as he handed Parrish a bowl of ice cream, and directed him to the couch, as they cuddled up together and ate their desserts and chatted about Parrish’s day, Parrish always trying to direct the conversation over to Elliot too, because he was interested in what he got up to just as much as Elliot was interested in Parrish.

It made Parrish happy just to watch Elliot talk, he liked to see the way Elliot got excited about simple things, watching the way he beamed when Parrish once again insisted the dinner was incredible. He wrapped his arms around Elliot as he crawled close on the couch after they finished their dessert, resting his head on Elliot’s as he tucked Elliot’s head close to his chest. “Is it wrong of me to say that I want you for lunch tomorrow?” He laughed when Elliot just scowled at that and leaned back to boop his nose, nodding and rolling his eyes at Elliot’s warnings, grasping his hand and kissing his fingers instead in response. “I’m just kidding, hey, I know it was risky, but I just wanted to do it anyway, because you just - do things to me. You’re irresistible.” He rested Elliot’s hand against his cheek, rubbing the softness of it against his skin as he smiled and sighed contentedly. “But seriously, I’d kill for another one of those sandwiches that you made today. I think I’m gonna dream about how good that was.”

After they’d sat around for a little while longer, Parrish still had enough energy to suggest they go relax in the hot tub out back for a while, poking Elliot’s cheek as he proclaimed that he’d race him to get their bathing suits and see each other out there, the two of them sprinting in a fit of competition as though they were kids all over again. They came outside to take in the cool spring air, getting into the perpetually hot water that let off steam as Parrish took off the lid, and together they sunk in, Parrish immediately gravitating toward Elliot and wrapping his arms around him, not with the intent to be lecherous, but simply to embrace him and kiss him sweetly, feeling his muscles turn to jelly from the soothing heat of the water and Elliot being pressed against him. And after the hot tub, they toweled off and found themselves cuddled back up on the couch together, Parrish grabbing up a thick blanket to wrap around them as they huddled in cozy sweaters and Parrish hugging Elliot close to him, rubbing circles against his back and kissing into his hair as they began to watch some silly romantic comedy Parrish liked and had already seen a million times, but just wanted to watch again.

They told themselves they’d stay up for the movie and then go to bed after it was over, but halfway through, Parrish felt his eyelids grow heavy, and he felt Elliot grow a little heavier in his arms, hearing his breathing go deep and rhythmic as he realized he was fast asleep, tucked under the blankets and in Parrish’s embrace. The sight was so adorable it made his heart ache, as he reached for the remote to flick off the movie, kissing Elliot’s head as he used up the last bit of his strength to grab Elliot up in his arms, still tucked up in the blankets as he carried him upstairs to their bedroom, laying him down on the bed and spooning him in his arms as he soon fell asleep too, feeling so at peace and hoping nothing about his life ever changed, he was as happy as he could possibly be, here with Elliot who made his life so bright.

the  last  thing  he  recalled  was  watching  the  scenes  of  the  cheesy  romantic  comedy  movie , until  his  eyes  closed , and  by  the  time  he  realized  it , elliot  was  sound  asleep  with  his  body  pressed  up  against  parrish . he  woke  up  from  the  alarm  at  the  same  time  as  parrish , sleepily  helping  parrish  get  his  day  prepared  and  fixing  his  uniform  tie  with  sleepy  eyes  and  hair  still  messy  from  sleep .    “ i’ll  visit  you  today  too . don’t  miss  me  too  much , ‘kay ?  ”     he  murmured , receiving  a  soft  kiss  from  parrish  as  he patted  both  hands  against  parrish’s  chest  before  climbing  back  into  the  bed  to  rest  his  eyes  for  a  few  more  minutes . when  he  woke  up  again , he  went  about  his  daily  chores , tidying  up  the  bedroom  and  doing  the  laundry , cleaning  up  around  the  mansion , and  when  it  was  around  noon  time , he  went  to  prepare  the  lunch  for  the  day . he  decided  to  make  a  healthier  and  lighter  meal  this  time , considering  all  the  heavy  food  that  he’d  made  for  parrish  the  day  before . after  hours  of  hard  work  and  preparation , elliot  had  prepared  a  good  amount  of  meditterranean  styled  grilled  chicken  salad  with  a  generous  amount  of  avocados , as  parrish  was  fond  of  the  thing . for  the  main  meal , he  made  an  atumn  harvest  bowl , packed  full  of  nutrients  with  vegetables  and  protein  sources , packing  home  made  ginger  snap  cookies  for  their  dessert . at  the  school , he  was  then  given  his  own  little  visitor’s  pass , the  lady  working  at  the  front  desk  appearing  to  be  more  than  happy  to  hand  it  to  elliot  as she  told  him  the  direction  to  parrish’s  class . 

elliot  walked  through  the  large  hallways , eyes  wide  and  holding  onto  the  lunchbox  tightly , fingers  touching  against  the  walls  and  staring  at  all  the  ancient  portraits  hung  on  the  wall  with  bright - eyed  curiosity . he  wondered  what  parrish  was  learning  in  such  a  place  like  this , a  small  spurt  of  envy  leaving  him  saddened  for  a  second  as  he  stopped  in  front  of  parrish’s  classroom . there , he  leaned  back  against  the  wall  and played  with  his  visitor’s  card  while  he  waited  for  the  class  to  be  dismissed , counting down  the  seconds  and  wondering  when  parrish  would  come  out . and  all  of  a  sudden , the  door  flung  open , crowds  of  excited  boys  shoving  their  way  past  one  another . elliot  found  himself  squished  up  against  the  walls  with  big  eyes , his  fear  evident  in  his  body  language  as  he  held  his  lunch  box  close  to  himself , trying  to  look  through  the  crowd  of  faces  to  see  if  he  could  spot  parrish . 

a  dark  haired  voice  stopped  in  front  of  him  then , but  to  elliot’s  fear , it  wasn’t  parrish , but  some  other  boy  with  a  face  that  he  didn’t  recognize , elliot  trying  hard  not  to  stare  too  much  up  towards  the  new  stranger . he  was  clearly  nervous , swallowing  hard  as  he  tried  to  move  away , only  to  be  trapped  and  pressed  against  the  wall  by  the  boy . when  eliot  looked  up , he  realized  that  he  was  being  stared  at , the  boy  inspecting  him  closely  with  a  grin  on  his  face . hey  sweet  thing . you  parrish’s ?  i’ve  heard  about  you . what’s  your  name ?  i’m  carter . elliot’s  eyes  widened  when  he  was  chucked  under  the  chin , his  mouth  turning  dry  and  fear  coursing  into  his  body , not  used  to  being  touched  by  another  alpha  other  than  parrish  in  his  entire  life . he  simply  remained  mute , averting  his  eyes  away  as  he  trembled , swallowing  more  nervously . clearly  this  boy  didn’t  seem  to  mind  that  elliot  had  already  been  marked , seeming  to  bring  his  hand  to  elliot’s  face  to  caress  down  his  cheek  with  a  smile , knowing  that  elliot  wouldn’t  dare  to  smack  his  hand  away . in  fact , he felt  as  if  he  was  frozen  right  on  the  spot , unable  to  move  or  talk , his  nerves  going  tense , feeling   strange  fingers  slowly  slide  to  his  lips  until------- 

the  boy  was  yanked  away , elliot  gasping  in  both  relief  and  surprise  as  he  felt  his  legs  almost  give  out  beneath  him . it  was  parrish , growling  and  shoving  the  other  boy  away , with  a  brutal  kind  of  force  that  elliot  hadn’t  seen  before , the  scene  leaving  him  a  bit  frightened  at  the  sight . he  watched  in  awe  as  parrish  easily  pushed  and  shoved  the  other  boy  off  and  away , almost  causing  the  boy  to  smack  his  head  against  the  wall . elliot  was  half  afraid  that  the  tension  would  escalate  to  a violent  situation , until  finally , parrish  growled  in  a  warning  to  the  boy , carter  backing  away  with  a  nervous  stare  before  trotting  away  from  the  two  of  them  without  turning  back . parrish  soon  arrived  next  to  elliot , holding  his  face  in  between  his  large  hands  and  asking  if  he  was  alright , elliot  nodding  his  head  although  he  was  certain  that  the  smell  of  his  fear  was  permeating  in  the  air . but  he  nodded  his  head  regardless , still  holding  onto  the  lunchbox  as  parrish  gave  him  a  kiss , then  another , elliot  finally  feeling  his  nerves  untensing  at  the  fourth  kiss  to  his  lips . he  finally  smiled  and  reassured  that  he  was  alright , offering  parrish  his  open  hand  so  that  he  could  lead  the  two  of  them  back  to  the  secretive  place  that  parrish  knew . 

“I don’t think I’ll ever get over just how sensitive you are,” Parrish marveled at how Elliot seemed to just melt like putty in his hands when he was touched in this way, one of his hands reaching in through Elliot’s zipper to tug out his erection that was getting harder by the second the longer Parrish stroked him, his fingers moving up and down his length at a steady pace, thumb circling the sensitive head that was already leaking fluids and seeming to strain and beg for Parrish to keep touching it, swollen and throbbing under Parrish’s touch. He was mesmerized by the way Elliot looked, his cheeks flushed and his tongue darting out to lick his lips as he struggled to bite down the noises that were bubbling up from his throat, any sense of protest or hesitancy for the situation dying down so easily the moment Parrish initiated things, as Parrish momentarily removed his touch from Elliot so he could help tug off his pants, then his shirt, his hands dragging down Elliot’s chest and giving a light pinch to his nipples with a laugh when Elliot squeaked out and jolted with the electric shock of the pain mixed with pleasure.

Parrish reached down again, adjusting their bodies in such a way that Elliot was poised beneath him and in the position to receive him at any second, Parrish lifting up his head in order to give him a sideways kiss, heated and heavy as his hands gripped Elliot’s slender hips, tugging him close and rubbing himself up against Elliot before all at once thrusting his way inside, groaning softly with the way it felt so good, perhaps even better than the first time, as he rested his head against Elliot’s bare shoulder and kissed and nipped his skin to give him a second of distraction to allow him to adjust to his size. “You’re so beautiful, how did I get so lucky… I always thought you were really pretty, ever since I knew what being pretty even meant.” He found himself rambling even as he moved inside of Elliot, slow at first, before he steadily increased the pace and listened closely to the keening whines Elliot made that indicated he was on the right track with his actions, one hand on the back of Elliot’s neck to keep him down and another on his waist to prop up his hips and give his back a rather impressive arch that allowed him to hit the best angle that had Elliot moaning and groaning so loud it echoed around the bare room they were in.

“You have to at least try to be quiet, baby, I know it’s hard… Let me try to help you hush up a little.” Parrish reached the hand on Elliot’s neck forward as he leaned over Elliot, using it to cover Elliot’s mouth firmly with his palm, feeling Elliot drool against his skin as he continued to huff harshly out of his nostrils and make muffled sounds against his hand, pleading with Parrish that maybe this was a reckless idea, they were on school grounds, if they were found that would certainly be a bad outcome for the both of them, but for some reason, Parrish’s need to be well-behaved and putting on a persona of someone cool and composed seemed to just melt away in this moment, as he could think of nothing except delivering to both Elliot and himself a sense of ultimate pleasure, and some part in the back of his mind almost found it thrilling, the idea they had the potential to be caught, despite the low odds, as no one really ever came down this wing of the school. He decided instead of backing off, to just give in to his desires and go even harder, laughing and teasing Elliot as he thrust his hips so hard Elliot’s whole body jolted forward along with it, and his legs trembled so hard Parrish thought they might give out any second. “What was that you said? You want me to go harder? Oh, well, if you insist…”

And that was exactly what he did, keeping his hand clamped over Elliot’s mouth as he pounded into him relentlessly, until eventually he heard Elliot cry out against his palm, finding his release as Parrish found his own, as though their bodies were in sync with each other, Elliot spurting against his own torso while Parrish came deep inside Elliot for the second time in a matter of days. It was only then he removed his hand from Elliot’s mouth, using it instead to twist Elliot’s head back to give him kiss after kiss, swallowing the aftershocks of his moans and continuing to lazily thrust into him to ride out his own pleasure as Elliot whimpered from the overstimulation, until finally Parrish gently lowered him to the floor, removing himself from Elliot and panting hard as he himself felt incredibly out of breath from everything. “I guess that lunch was just so good, it gave me an energy boost!” He laughed and tried to smooth his messy hair back with a hand, although when he finally took in the state of Elliot, he realized he might have gone a bit overboard, given how he seemed so tired and was trembling even long after everything was over.

“Oh, gosh, hey, let me help clean you up, love,” Luckily, there was a sizable stack of napkins in the lunch box Elliot had brought, and Parrish used those to wipe Elliot as clean as he could, as well as himself, as he zipped up his pants and tried to straighten up his clothes and make it look not incredibly obvious he’d just had sex. He went over to retrieve Elliot’s abandoned shirt and pants, feeling like he was dressing a doll given the way he had to manually lift Elliot’s arms to get him back into his clothes, even having to zip up his pants himself. “You look so beat up, are you going to be able to get home okay?”

He was looking at Elliot with concern now instead of a lustful frenzy, taking Elliot’s face in his hands, kissing his cheek and hugging his head close to his chest as he sighed, breathing in Elliot’s scent, and feeling incredibly lucky all of a sudden, that despite how the other boys in school looked at Elliot, there was no one who was ever going to be his except for Parrish. They were mates, for life, and it made Parrish feel extremely happy, just reminding himself of that over and over. “When you’re ready, I’ll help walk you out and get in the car to go home, I still have plenty of time left before I have to go. Although I wish I could just hide out in this room with you all day long. Sorry if I went a little too hard this time, I just couldn’t help it… You make me feel lots of things I never thought I’d feel. I love you.”

elliot  was  out  of  breath  by  the  end  of  it , hardly  being  able  to  stabilize  himself  back  up  and  needing  parrish’s  help  with  getting  dressed  again .     “ mm , i’m  okay .’”      he  sighed  out , reciprocating  the  kisses  back  to  parrish  happily , tiredly  smooching  him  back  as  he  smoothed  out  the  creases  on  his  clothes .  afterwards , he  packed  up  the  empty  containers  into  the  lunchbox  and  allowed  parrish  to  rearrange  the  messy  curls  of  his  hairs  back  to  their  place , the  two  of  them  leaving  the  room , elliot  with  a  slight  flush  to  his  cheeks  as  he  walked  side  by  side  next  to  parrish . he  felt  parrish  reach  a  hand  out , fingers  tickling  against  elliot’s  hand  as  if  to  tell  elliot  to  hold  his  hand , and  elliot  did , feeling  a  rush  of  comfort  and  safety  with  parrish’s  fingers  locked  up  against  his  own . there  were  still  stares  given  to  them  as  they  passed  through  the  various  hallways , but  elliot  didn’t  seem  to  mind  it  much  this  time  around , given  how  much  of  parrish’s  scent  was  rubbed  into  him , almost  masking  off  his  own natural  smell . before  he  disappeared  into  the  car , he  gave  parrish  a  goodbye  kiss , saying  that  he  would  see  him  back  home  in  a  few  hours , and  he  couldn’t  help  himself  but  to  stare  at  the figure  of  parrish  becoming  farther  and  farther  away  in the  distance , until  he  was  no  longer  visible .

once  he  arrived  back  home , elliot  washed  up  the  empty  containers  and  left  them  out  to  dry , and  he  went  upstairs  to  take  a  quick  nap , his  body  heavy  and  slow  from  the  day’s  activities . he  was  fast  asleep , not  dreaming  about  anything  when  he  was  gently  stirred  awake , elliot  blinking  his  eyes  up  confusedly  to  see  june , parrish’s  mother , smiling  softly  down  towards  him  to  whisper  that  he  was  permitted  to  sleep  for  a  little  while  longer , but her  and  richard  would  be  out  for  the  evening , and  that  if  elliot  could  prepare  the  dinner for  himself  and  parrish  in  their  absence . elliot  nodded  sleepily , june  thanking  him  and  petting  his  head  and  allowing  him  to  return  to  sleep  once  again . 

when  the  alarm  rang , elliot  stirred  awake  once  again , sleepily  getting  out of  the  bed  and  shuffling  downstairs  to  the  kitchen . he  turned  the  lights  on  and  made  a  quick  pot  of  hot  water  for  himself , pouring  out  the  steaming  cup  of  water  and  mixing  in  a  little  bit  of  honey  into  it  before  he  sipped  at  it  slowly . the  warm  drink  was  helping  him  to  feel  more  awake , and  elliot  soon  got  to  the  cooking , deciding  that  he  would  make  another  hearty  meal  for  parrish  to  come  home  to . he  cleaned  out  some  baby  potatoes  under  the  running  water , then  placed  them  in  the  oven  to  roast  them  with  salt , pepper , and  some  rosemary  sprigs , and  as  he  waited  for  the  potatoes , he  began to  season  a  large  cut  of  beef  for  parrish , choosing  a  smaller  portion  for  himself . he  spent  a  long  time  trying  to  figure  out  what  else  he  could  cook  for  parrish , wanting  only  the  best  and  for  parrish  to  eat  well , especially  after  a  long  day  at  school . and  finally , he  landed  his  decision  make  some  vegetable  roasts , chopping  them  up  and  tossing  them  into  the  oven  as  well . by  the  time  parrish  returned  home , elliot  had  prepared  a  fine  dinner  table  for  the  two  of  them , elliot  running  up  to  parrish  to  welcome  him  back  home , explaining  that  this  parents  were  out  for  the  evening  and  that  elliot  had  cooked  a  meal  for  the  two  of  them  to  eat .     “  and  afterwards . . .  if  you’re  not  too  busy , maybe  we  could  do  something  before  bed  time ?  there’s  the  hot  tub  outside . . or  we  could  watch  a  movie  or . . .”      he  began  to  ramble , until  parrish  held  his  face  in  one  hand , his  hand  large  enough  for  his  fingers  to  squish  his  cheeks  while  parrished  leaned  in  for  a  kiss . elliot  smooched  him  back , blushing  happily  as  he  used  his  arms  to  hug  his  new  lover .   “ come  on , go  get  changed . before  your  food  gets  cold  .”

It was almost painful to have to leave Elliot home when the day finally came that he needed to continue his schooling after spring break drew to a close. It had been the best break of his life, bringing him this new phase of his and Elliot’s relationship, but the problem was that it had to end, and now he had to watch as Elliot’s sad face followed him out the door, disappearing down the block as Parrish was driven away by a private driver who worked for his family. His heart felt heavy the further the distance grew between them, and although he knew he was going to see Elliot later in the day as his love would bring him lunch like they agreed upon, he wasn’t sure how he was going to get through any of this day at all. He was unable to focus on anything, between greeting his friends who were loudly embracing him and wanting to hear all about his break, to trudging through one class after another all morning, his head buried in his notebook as he doodled aimlessly and flitted his eyes back and forth between his drawings and the clock, finding the only thing he was able to draw being Elliot’s face in sketches, and his friends could see something was wrong, but he didn’t want to have to explain it all, so he just kept to himself while he listened to his friends murmur about how he seemed so down.

Until, he heard someone open the door to the classroom, finding the school’s main receptionist standing there, asking for him personally, and the professor just nodded, allowing Parrish to go and do whatever he needed to do. Parrish’s face instantly lit up and a wash of relief set over him when he realized that it was nearly lunch time, and all that moping had finally culminated in the moment he’d been waiting for all day, while his friends still sat in confusion and tried to ask what was going on with him, but he wasn’t about to stop and delay this moment for any longer. He followed the receptionist down the halls of the school, a blush tinging his cheeks when she smiled at him and inquired about this new sweetheart he seemed to have gotten himself over break, apparently shocked that Parrish had moved so fast and gotten himself hitched to a mate for life already. He could only shyly laugh and nod, shrugging his shoulders at her questions and trying not to make it seem like that big of a deal, not wanting to get into the nitty gritty details of it all. “Oh, well, he’s just… He’s really special, we both love each other a lot, it’s a perfect match!”

Just as they turned the corner, his nose caught wind of the familiar scent he’d been longing for for hours now, sweet and fruity like strawberries and sweet pea flowers, and it made his footsteps work a little faster, his heart race and his eyes light up as he called out Elliot’s name, seeing him there with his fluffy hair and his rosy cheeks and his wide eyes as he took in this new environment with awe and slight intimidation given how his posture was hunched and cautious, although he lit up too when he saw Parrish, looking almost relieved to be seeing a familiar face as he met Parrish halfway and received Parrish’s tight hug, making a little gagging noise as he was squished and squeezed in Parrish’s arms, although his eyes were momentarily tracking a group of boys who seemed keen on lingering around, trying to get a glimpse of this new presence and get a sniff of Elliot’s scent, as though the bonding bite mark on his neck meant nothing to them. Parrish glared at them, a low growl deep in the back of his throat resonating and causing Elliot to squirm in confusion, not being able to see what Parrish was doing, while the boys just jumped back a little in surprise that Parrish was being so hostile toward them, walking away and rolling their eyes at the two of them.

When the supposed threat was gone, Parrish pulled back, his glaring eyes replaced with a warm smile as he kissed Elliot’s face and rubbed his nose against Elliot’s, giggling with pure happiness at the fact that Elliot was here. “I missed you too, I’ve been thinking about you all day! Oh wow, you made all this for me?” He saw the oversized lunchbox in Elliot’s arms then, his heart alight with love and his grin growing wider at the sight of it. “That’s so sweet, you didn’t have to do that much, I love you… Come on, I know a great place we can go to eat, somewhere where we won’t be bothered by all the nosy people.”

He grasped Elliot’s hand, taking him through the school corridors just as the other students were getting out of their own classes, eyes fixed on them before Parrish glared and snarled at them to keep their distance and keep moving, until they found themselves in a closed off room towards the back of the school, full of old, boxed up school supplies and artwork partially draped over with cloths, secluded and shut away from the rest of the school and holding a quiet silence to it as Parrish shut the door behind him. “It’s a storage room, where they put art that needs to be restored or things we just don’t use much anymore. No one really comes here, except me, when I just want to be alone and get away from the noise for a while.” He found a spot on the floor, patting the ground as he sat down and beckoned Elliot to come sit beside him and open up the lunch basket. “Come on, I’ve got plenty of time between my classes! We can spend as much time as we want, let’s see what you brought me! I can already smell it, it’s making my mouth water.”

They enjoyed lunch for a long while together, Parrish marveling and complimenting in excess the food Elliot had prepared for him, amazed that he’d gone through this much effort to make all of his favorite foods, the most delicious slices of sandwich and italian-pasta salad even better than the things his own mom might have made, coupled with some tiramisu for dessert, along with a sweet grapefruit cider that was so refreshing, and he split all of it with Elliot, encouraging him to eat along with him, he wasn’t going to be able to eat all of this by himself, as good as it was. Eventually, the meal was finished, Parrish sighing and smiling as he wiped his mouth with a napkin and took another sip of the cider. “That was the best lunch I’ve ever had, I’m really gonna expect you to make this a regular routine! One because you’re the best cook ever, and two, because I really missed you, and my heart feels better when you’re around.”

He was leaning in closer as he spoke, until his lips were pressed against Elliot’s cheek, and one of his hands was beginning to linger at his thigh, warm and pressing against his clothes, rubbing little shapes and patterns with his fingertips, smiling against Elliot’s skin as he reached for his face and tipped his head back so he could plant a kiss on his lips, which turned from a small peck to something more passionate as he deepened it, kicking the lunch box to the side with his foot as he hovered over Elliot and continued kissing him with a fiery intensity that seemed to bloom out of nowhere, he’d never gotten such urges before in his life, but being mates with Elliot seemed to set his blood on fire and make him want to act out in these outlandish sorts of ways. “It seems a little crazy, but do you think we could… Just fool around for a little here?” One of his hands was reaching higher and higher up Elliot’s thigh, until it found the zipper to his pants, teasing at it with his fingers as he began to palm Elliot through the fabric of his pants. “I just want to say thanks, for bringing me all this amazing food and being so amazing in general. What do you say, honeybun?”

elliot  was  happy  to  see  that  parrish  enjoyed  the  meal , and  he  was  even  more  delighted  to  know  that  parrish  wanted  to  share  the  meal  with  him . together , they  finished  the  lunch  together , elliot  blushing  and  happily  leaning  into  the  kiss  that  parrish  offered , eyes  fluttering  close  to  part  his  lips  until -----

elliot  gasped , eyes  opening  when  he  felt  parrish  touch  up  along  his  inner  thigh , jolts  of  electrical  sensations  seeming  to  shoot  through  elliot’s  body  at  the  contact .    “  parrish . . .”  elliot  breathed  out , feeling  hot  already  as  he  swallowed , watching  as  parrish  moved  his  hands  over  to  unzip  his  pants , slipping  his  finger  in  through  to  begin  to  palm  through  the  fabric  beneath  to  touch  elliot  teasingly .     “  but . .  we’re  . . .”      he  started , but  despite  his  hesitations  he  found  his  body  reacting  already , the  feverish  heat  coursing  through  his  blood stream  and  rapidly  spreading  out  through  his  body . there  was  a  moan  when  parrish  slid  his  fingers  under , grasping  elliot  and  letting  his  already  half - hard  erection  to  be  freed  out  into  the  open , elliot  gasping  and  struggling  to  keep  the  louder  crescendos  of  his  voice  from  rising  out  with  a  hand  clamped  to  his  mouth . parrish  continued  to  stroke  him , his  large  hand  fisting  elliot  up  and  down , thumb  teasingly  circling  at  the  sensitive  head  while  elliot  gasped  and  whimpered , almost  drooling against  his  own  hand  as  he  felt  himself  trying  to  buck  into  parrish’s  touch . when  he  opened  his  eyes , he  saw  that  he  was  already  leaking  pathetically , his  lower  stomach  tensed  up  as  his  body  was  already  preparing  himself  for  a  release . eventually , elliot  gave  into  his  desires , allowing  parrish  to  help  in  removing  his  pants  off , elliot  also  noting  the  large  bulge  also  growing  beneath  the  strains  of  parrish’s  pants . it  was  without  question  that  elliot’s  body  had  already  prepared  himself  for  parrish , his  backside  well - lubricated  and  ready  for  parrish’s  entrance , and  elliot  felt  the  familiar rush  of  the  feverish  heat  creeping  up  inside  of  him , the  needy  desperation  clenching  at  his  heart  as  his  pheremones  began  to  explode  out  heavily . 

he  didn’t  need  any  instructions , as  elliot  whimpered  as  his  shirt  came  off , his  clothes  tossed  over  to  the  side  as  parrish  remained  hovering  over  him , as  if  to  inspect  the  treat  that  waited  before  him , elliot  trembling  on  the  ground  beneath  parrish .  he  felt  a  thumb  press  against  his  lower  lip , parting  his  wet  lips  apart  before  parrish  kissed  him , elliot’s  head  tilting  back  as  he  accepted  the  kiss heartily , grabbing  against  parrish  to  draw  him  in  closer  to  keep  their  contact  as  close  as  possible .    “  i  need  you , right  now.”   he  panted  out  in  between  the  kisses , lowering  a hand  down  to  pathetically  clamber  his  fingers  around  to  locate  the  zipper  of  parrish’s  pants , trying  to  get  it  down  to  get  what  he  wanted  out . once  again , his  impatience  was  hushed  with  another  kiss , parrish  reassuring  that  he  would  receive  what  he  wanted , pressing  elliot  back  down  to  the  ground  by  the  back  of  the  neck  while  elliot  could  hear  the  sound  of  unzipping , parrish’s  hardened  length  soon  rubbing  at  his  entrance . there  was  no  teasing  this  time , and  elliot  could  feel  parrish  enter  inside  of him  with  a  thrust , shoving  his  way  in  with  a  single  push  of  his  hips , elliot  squeaking  but  also  gasping  in  pleasure . 

he  was  given  some  time  to  adjust , parrish  peppering  kisses  down  his  shoulder  and  back  while  elliot  trembled , trying  to  keep  his  voice  silenced  in  as  he  tried  to  bite  down  on  his  own  lips , yet  he  found  himself  struggling , unable  to silence  himself  once  parrish  began  to  move  slowly .  it  was  still  a  bizarre  thing , how  their  relationship  had  transformed  itself , something  that  elliot  was  still  trying  to  wrap  his  mind  around  even  while  parrish  was  deeply  inside  of  him , that  this  was  the  same  parrish , the  same  boy  that  he’d  yearned  for , the  same  parrish  that  he  always  looked  at  with  yearning  across  the  pool . . . .  

Dinner was painfully awkward in a way that had Parrish wanting to simply remove himself from the table and duck away when his father immediately began commenting on the state of Elliot’s neck, the prominent bite mark that stood out among the other little marks, motioning to Elliot as if he didn’t have ears and couldn’t hear or understand the words he kept going on and on with, about how he was worth the amount of money he paid for him, Parrish was a man now, and it made Parrish just smile a little and try to grin and bear it as he kept his head down, glancing off to see that Elliot was a lot worse off than he was, the embarrassment obviously getting to him with the way his cheeks flared red and he looked like he wanted to just get up and run away at any moment. He couldn’t help but let his own eyes wander to the mark repeatedly, it was pretty impossible to ignore, standing bright red against the soft pallor of Elliot’s skin, miraculously having healed itself from the worst of the bruising and bleeding and looking to be nothing more than a major hickey, Parrish’s teeth marks prominent around it. It was apparently a mark of ownership, as his father went on to explain, a bond that sealed them together for life, and Parrish had to admit that he didn’t necessarily mind that sort of idea, but he wished he’d known the consequences of his actions before he’d gone through with them, it would have saved Elliot a lot of trouble right about now.

Parrish’s mother tried to divert the subject a few times, trying to get Parrish to talk about school or something else unrelated to his relationship with Elliot, but his father wouldn’t let it go, continuing to pick and prod at the sensitive subject until finally Elliot seemed to have had enough, rapidly excusing himself and throwing away his half eaten dinner before he scampered off to Parrish’s room to hide, Parrish trying to reach out to grasp his arm but not being close enough to do it, leaving Parrish to deal with his parents as he tried to scarf his own meal and get to leave so he could follow Elliot. His father kept rambling, about how Parrish would need to keep Elliot in line, omegas sometimes had a tendency to get out of hand without proper care, and if Parrish ever felt unsatisfied, he should come to his dad, he’d straighten Elliot out or at the very worst case buy him a new one to fulfill what he wanted. “He’s rare, but he’s a dime a dozen compared to the other rare breeds out there. Whatever you want, I have the money to buy it, you just say the word, my boy.”

Parrish left the table once he’d finished his meal, those words ringing in his ears and making him feel so uncomfortable and sick once the reality of them set in. He couldn’t ever imagine throwing Elliot away like the way his father described, as if he was no better than some toy that might one day break and his father could always replace him, he was rare, but not that rare, there’s always another to take his place. He didn’t ever want to give Elliot up, he would never dream of it, he was so much more to him than just someone to take up space in his bed. He frowned and sighed softly when he came into his room, seeing a clear lump under the blankets that indicated Elliot had burrowed himself under there. “El…?” Parrish murmured, reaching for the blankets and peeking under to find Elliot blinking up at him with wide eyes, hiccuping with surprise and trying his best to hide his clearly beet red face from Parrish. “Hey, honeybun…”

He took the opportunity to push the blankets aside, sitting himself down beside Elliot and reaching to pet his hair back, giving him a sympathetic smile. “I’m really sorry about my dad, he’s just - he’s inconsiderate, a lot of the time these days it seems. I’m so sorry he made you feel so bad, I’m sorry I just did this to your neck without even asking, I had no clue what I was doing…” He reached his fingers to gently skim the bite mark, frowning again when Elliot winced at the slight soreness of it. “It was a real jerk move, you were right to throw pillows at me like that.” He was startled then, by Elliot’s explosive emotions over the prospect of Parrish eventually leaving the house often to go to school, keeping Elliot alone or with Parrish’s mother for hours and hours at a time, with nothing to do except learn recipes and how to clean the house for Parrish someday when they moved out, as Parrish’s father had no intention to ever send Elliot to school with Parrish. What’s the point? He’s an omega, all he has to know how to do is cook you dinner when you ask and go to bed when you want. It was a crude attitude that Parrish was shocked to hear from his father, and now seeing how deeply it affected Elliot, it just broke his heart, as he was unsure of what to even do or say to make this right.

“I… I’ll miss you too,” He reached to grasp Elliot up in a big hug, squishing him tight against his body, feeling his warmth and sighing into his characteristically sweet scent. “I don’t know, I can’t just enroll you in school with me, for lots of reasons… But, how about… you can visit me, if you want that. My dad can’t stop me from hiring you a driver, I’ll appeal to him somehow. You could come to school during my time off, maybe bring me some lunch that you make with my mom, and we could be together! That way, you won’t be so lonely most days.” He leaned back to take Elliot’s face in his hands, pressing his forehead to Elliot’s, and a small kiss to the tip of his nose as his thumbs caressed the baby soft skin of his round, rosy cheeks. “I love you, I’m sorry that’s the best I can do, but - it’s a start, don’t you think?”

he  wasn’t  sure  why  he  had  requested  such  a  thing  to  parrish , although  he  already  knew  the  answers  without  parrish  having  to  say  anything . parrish’s  words  only  confirmed  what  he  already  knew , that  there  was  no  way  to  really  go  around  his  father , but  elliot  could . . .  certainly visit  him  instead , and  elliot  pouted , refusing  to  hug  parrish  back  as  he  continued  to  whine .      “  but  that’s  only  an  hour  or  two  from  the  entire  time  you’ll  be  away  at  school . . . . “      he  mumbled , feeling  parrish  squeeze  him  harder , until  elliot  finally  gave  in  and  hugged  him  back  with  his  own  arms , tucking  his  face  in  closer  to  parrish’s  shoulder , where  he  could  breathe  in  the  scent  that  he  loved  so  much .  but  a  promise  was  a  promise , as  parrish  kept  his  words  and  arranged  a  driver  for  elliot  in  the  following  days , elliot  only  waiting  with  a  hint  of  nervousness  as  parrish  tried  to  convince  his  father , stating  that  it  would  make  him  happy , for  his  own  omega  to  bring  him  homemade  lunch  everyday , stating  his  case  in  such  a  manner  that  it  swerved  and  convinced  his  father  to  agree  to  the  idea  eventually . 

so  when  the  time  arrived  for  parrish  to  return  to  school , elliot  watched  with  saddened  eyes  as  he  sighed  and  huffed , watching  parrish  dress  into  his  uniform , elliot  helping  him  to  fix  his  crooked  tie  before  he  could  leave  for  the  day . he   mumbled  small  words  about not  wanting  parrish  to  go , and  parrish  kissed  his  forehead  in  return , promising  that  they  would  see  each  other  soon , all  elliot  had  to  do  was  remind  the  family  that  it  was  time  for  him  to  bring  parrish  his  lunch . and  so  elliot  watched  with  a  heavy  heart  as  parrish  set  off  for  school , the  missing  presence  of  his  best  friend  and  lover  feeling  like  a  large , irreparable  gap  in  his  life  as  he  started  off  his  own  day , tidying  up  the  bedroom  and  cleaning  around  the  house  as  he  always  did , following  june  into  the  kitchen  in  the  afternoon  so  that  she  could  teach  him  a  thing  or  two  about  recipes  and  kitchen  appliances . afterwards , he  set  to  preparing  parrish’s  lunch , deciding  that  he  would  cook  all  of  his  favorites . he  wanted  to  see  parrish’s  face  light  up  with  a  smile , his  heart  also  yearning  for  parrish  to  be  properly  fed  for  the  rest  of  his  schooling , and  he  went  about  his  busy  work , chopping  up  vegetables  and  toasting  bread , arranging  everything  into  neat  wraps  and  stacks  to  bring  for  parrish . he  made  italian - styled  pasta salad , packed  into  a  clear  container  and  full  of  chopped  salami , olives , mozzarella  cheese , grape  tomatoes , and  other  ingredients  he  knew  parrish  liked , followed  with  a  toasted  caprese  sandwiches , cut  into  neat  halves  and  stuffed  with  sweet  basil , fresh  mozzarella , and  low - fat  chicken  breast  cuts  grilled  in  olive  oil . elliot  had  toasted  the  sourdough  with  thick  smears  of  pesto  on  each  of  its  sides , knowing  parrish’s  love  for  the  fragrant  green  sauce , and  he  worked  through  all  his  cooking , sweating  above  the  hot  stove  to  make  sure  that  everything  was  cooked  to  their  absolute  perfection . he  couldn’t  forget  dessert  either , and  he  cut  a  heaping  portion  of  a  tiramisu  cake  into  a  clear  container , wrapping  the  top  off  and  placing  the  lid  on  to  make  sure  that  nothing  would  spill . all  of  these  were  packed  into  a  lunch  box , packed  in  with  napkins  and  utensils , and  finally  with  a  sweet ,  grapefruit - flavored  sparkling  cider  into  the  bag . then , it  was  time  to  leave , elliot  rushing  upstairs  to  change  out  of  his  old  clothing  into  a  more  presentable  one , cheeks  already  flushing  at  the  thought  of  being  able  to  see  parrish  again . 

although  it  had  only  been  hours  since  morning , elliot  already  found  himself  grieving  for  parrish’s  absence , missing  him  incredibly  even  through  the  car  ride . when  the  driver  parked  in  front  of  the  school , elliot  thanked  him  and  stepped  outside , gasping  immediately  in  surprise  when  he  raised  his  head  to  stare  up  at  the  grandiose  buildings  with  round  eyes . they  were  tall , dark  buildings  of  almost  ancient  and  gothic  styles , toweringly  large  and  imposing , almost  appearing  like  a  castle  of  its  own . he  would  have  mistaken  it  for  a  castle  had  it  not  been  for  the  uniformed  boys  coming in  and  out  of  the  building  doors , carrying  stacks  of  books  and  laughing  boisterously  among  one  another . and  elliot  was  already  intimidated , his  nose  filling  up  with  strange , but  heavy  scents  that  indicated  that  the  place  was  meant  for  alphas  only , his  own  little  sweet  scent  possibly  sticking  out  like  a  sore  thumb  among  all  of  them  there . he  kept  his  head  ducked , cheeks  flushed  as  he  sped  and  walked   past  all  the  towering  boys , going  to  a  window  to  the  office  that  was  reserved  for  visitors . an  equally   intimidating  woman  of  old  age  stared  at  him  for  a  while , elliot  gulping  nervously  as  he  shyly  stated  that  he  was  here  for  parrish ,--- parrish  kingdon , he’d  brought  some  lunch  for  him . . .  .