Am I just His toy?
Story by Mithrarin Dreemurr on SoFurry
This one was written before my "quiet night in the park" stories. And despite this one being all human, people loved this one more. At least from what i heard the few people who read it liked it more.
Am i just his toy?
By mithrarin dreemurr
Chapter 1. A quick and crazy night.
Have you ever just sat at a bar or club and drank your life away? Or at least just your day or night away? I have... More times than not, sadly... Well on this one particular night I sat at my favorite club and called for my usual. I call it the "Pink nova" but it's just some Ruby Viniq mixed with a shot of cappuccino. The cream of the Cap. Makes the red of the viniq turn pink. Hence the nickname "Pink nova". But as i sat at the bar of the club, this random guy sits next to me. I look over at him and think to myself "why the hell must you sit by me. There are 4 trillion others chairs in the world and you had to sit in this one....." He looks over as if he heard my thoughts and softly smiled.
"I'll have what he's having" he says and looks at the bartender.
'Great.... Now you're copying what I drink...' I thought to myself and takes a sip of my drink.
"Hey so.. Whats your name?" The stranger asks with his soft smile.
"Why...." Is all i could choke up.. He was kind of hot i must admit.. But i didn't have any time or patience for anyone right now.. Or ever..
"Well its only polite to ask an attractive person their name before starting a conversation am i wrong?" He chuckles as the bartender hands him his nova.
"I guess.... I don't have a name but you can call me Capp.." I softly blush embarrassedly knowing how stupid the name sounds
"Capp? Why? Are you a captain? Haha" i stare into my drink and sigh before i could barely squeak out the reason i'm called Capp. "So.. You're called Capp, since its short for cappuccino? And your called cappuccino because thats almost always what you drink?"
"Something like that yeah.... Sounds Stupid i know...." I finish my drink and ask for another one before he continues talking.
"Well. My name is Drew. Nice to meet you" he holds out his hand for a handshake. I decide to leave him hanging, before i was about to chug down my 5th nova tonight he remarks "you're supposed to shake it! hehe." I look over and glare at his hand before i shake it. "So, Cappuccino. Would you like to dance a little with me? You look like you can dance pretty well"
"Dude i will wreck this place i suck so bad.." I really hated dancing unless it was like a slow dance or something... Anything else is practically single person dancing. Or twerking... God that is a disgusting creation.
His voice interrupted my thoughts "Well what if i ask the DJ to play a slow song? Would you dance to that at least?" Did he just seriously ask me to slow dance?..... Should i? A random stranger, who steals my drink. My drink i made and named.. They even put it on the menu "Pink nova: 8 ounces ruby viniq, 1 shot of cappuccino coffee liqueur. Specially made for 'Cappuccino' yeah thats his name" thats literally whats written on the menu.
"I..... I guess...... Only if you'll make me look good...." Honestly, a random stranger, a hot one at that, asked me to dance and i agreed... is something wrong with me?
"I promise" is all he could say before his face broke out in a giant smile. I could tell he was excited. "I gotta say, i been here at this club a lot and i always see you sitting at the bar ordering the same thing and drinking here until closing time; which is damn near 3 A.M... May i ask why?"
Should i talk to him? Or just get on with the slow dancing then ditch him after? "horrible life treatment... And complete and utter loneliness... And homeless.... Very homeless..... Only money i have is the short amount i get everyday selling these carved out scraps of metal i make.." I look down in shame thinking he'll find me a disgusting hobo..
"Oh my god... Are you serious?... Im so sorry i asked..." We started slow dancing already as we spoke.. I seemed to have rested my head on his chest without realizing it. By time i noticed that i did, i could hear his heart beat when the song got to a quiet part. So i had quickly removed my head from my upper body. "S-sorry.."
"It's fine. You can rest on my shoulder if that would be better. You just vented to me so the least i could do is comfort you." He was right. But i didn't want to rely on a stranger. Whether he's right or not. "I'll tell you what.. You can sleep at my place tonight. A real bed with soft and warm blankets. How's that sound? You don't have to.."
"It's sounds good to me but i dont want to be a bother." He interrupts quickly only to tell me that would be nonsense. "Are you sure?.. I won't be a bother at all?...."
"Not at all. I'll make sure you're well fed, showered, and pampered until you are happy." He gives off a small soft yet loving and comforting smile. I couldn't help but trust him. So i nodded softly and reluctantly agreed. "Good! Now you have to promise me though, no more pink nova sorrow drowning. I'll be here to help you get on your feet."
"Ok...." After we had our slow dance Drew rubbed my cheek and told me we could leave when i was ready. I took a brief look at the bar but he made me look at him to distract me. "Okay... We can go now..." He just smiled then put his hand on my shoulder to lead me outside so we could get to his car and take me to his place.. i got to thinking back to the high school jockeys, the hot ones with really shitty cars i was expecting a run down cadillac or whatever... What ever kind of car he has i'm going to call it a HOJ. I pronounce it hog but its short for "heap of junk" politer and more civilized than piece of shit.
"So uh Cappuccino. May i ask if you have any plans for tomorrow?" Again with the interrupting of the thoughts.
"Seriously? Must you ask me that? I just told you i'm practically homeless.. No I don't have plans why.." Like honestly.. I JUST told him..
"Yeah.. Right sorry... Kind of skipped my mind. Anyways if you're staying at my place i was thinking of some kind of.. 'Rent' to repay me." He grins as he watches the valet pull up with his car.
Not even bothering to notice how he said the word rent.. or even notice that he was talking i watched the car drive up. And that's when my jaw hit the floor. "Ho.... Ly..... Shit.." I can't believe what I was looking at. It was a brand new (or what looked like it) Aston Martin with neon glowing green rims dark purple grill and the entire thing was a deep blue. I mean i know most Aston's were grey or silver but I know my astons. And this was a fucking beauty.
"Whats wrong? Too junky?"...... He's kidding right? He must be kidding.... Astons must be 700,000$ more expensive than a fucking mustang.
"Dude.. Hell no. I was expecting a REAL junk car... No offense.. But then i see this roll up.... DAMN." I stare at the piece of ART in awe.. I absolutely love his ride. Purred like a tiger~
"Hehe thanks~ well. To home we go yeah? Or would you like to ogle my sexy kitty a little longer?" He chuckles and rubs the front of his car.
"Is that supposed to be a sex joke?" There's a phrase for that, but I can't remember it for the life of me.. Double.. Double something. Entondra? I don't know.. Or maybe it's just an innuendo.....
"Hmm I don't know. Would you like it to be? I can make more~" dude your flirting kind of sucks.. Your flirts are bumpier than a road made of speed bumps.. You need to be smooth mister. Smooth like a nice cold beer..... Am I an alcoholic? I think i might be....
"No its ok... I'll stop admiring your car." I mumble to myself as i climb in the passenger seat and gasp. "T-the inside is better than the outside." This Suka had fur padded seats, soft neon purple ceiling lights, dimly glowing steering wheel. (Suka: Russian word for Bitch) I swear he either stole this, steals for a living, or sells drugs.. "Where the HELL did you get the currency for this?"
"I cheated the money system in countries. You know how 5 dollars here will be like 15 pounds in the UK? Well over there, this beauty costs 2 million pounds. Which only cost roughly $666,666.67 just about an average mustang here. And all the decor was added free." He laughed it off like its nothing. You have money to wipe your ass with while i sit here selling everything except teeth shavings to get by.. One second he's so charitable and loving and gentle the next he's a bragging ass bitch.. Had i made mistake in going home with him?..
"Wow..... You have.... A lot of money...." I try to say it in the most nonchalant way i can.
"Well its not only mine.. It can also be yours if you want... But i share an account with two people. And they didn't mind me borrowing a few thousand for this baby. They are the rich ones. I spent every dime I made in the last two years. My...uh.. Son. Buys our food and pays the bills for the while being.." Drew starts driving down the highway, his beautiful he-beast of a car purring amazingly as it goes through gears.
"S-so you.... Live with three people?.. May i know their names? And if... I might be a bother to them..." I never really been around people so what was i supposed to know about them? I'm like a kid getting a new pup 'what does it do? Does it eat much? How often does it go to the bathroom?' Is all i can think of when i have to get to know people...
"Oh no. I only live with my son. He sometimes brings his boyfriend over for dinner but most of the time they're out on dates, camping, fishing, or fucking..." He has a lonely life just like me..
"Must get rather boring... I'm sorry..." Were the only words i could cough up in some worry that i have upset him..
"Oh shush. You can keep me company right? Since you'll be living with us now.. For a while at least..." It kind of sounded like he was in pain saying that.. We barely met and he's got attached to me? Or.. Am i just a toy for him? Something to relieve a small amount of loneliness?.. "Its nice to have company you know?... The rare chances i get.. My son's boyfriend is some good company but.. He doesn't.... "Entertain" me well enough... And he's always off in the bedroom with my son..." He took a while to say entertain but i thought nothing of it. I figured he meant keeping conversations going and playing some video games with him or whatever people do.
"I'm sorry..... I can be there for you.... Even though we just met i can keep you company... Gonna have to spend time with my room mate right?..." I lay my hand on his knee to comfort him. Then he looks over at me and smiles.
"Yeah.. That's right.. I think you can entertain me well.. Better than alex.."
"Who?" I was completely lost when he started saying names.
"My sons boyfriend. Alex. And my sons name is Devon." Oh... His sons bf.. Ok. Cloudy mind is clear now.
"Oh.. Your son has a nice name."
"Thanks. His dad and i were talking names, before he passed, for the baby our surrogate was carrying for us. His last breath was the name for our baby." He looked over at me for a second and went back to driving.
"O-oh i'm sorry...." Again... The only thing I could choke up.. "I bet you're boyfriend was good looking..."
"Husband..." he corrected me, "and he was. He was also loving and caring. Put me and everyone else before hisself... I miss him sometimes... " I couldn't see well in the dark, but there was enough glow to see him rub his ring finger after he spoke.
"I-i'm sorry I brought it up..." I decided to stay quiet after that. Apparently he thought so too because he didn't say anything the rest of the ride, which seemed much longer than what it should've been.
"You remind me so much of him... Your eyes especially.." He didn't even look at me as he spoke. But i felt flattered.. I asked my self though, why or what he see's in a homeless person, me.
"I... Um.. Thanks?.... I'm flattered..... I think?" I didn't know whether to be flattered appreciative or quiet. So I tried all three; must've worked since he smiled and got out of the car then walked over to get my door open holding his hand out to help me out and lead me in the house.
"Casa del Drew & company. Which is now 'Casa del Drew and Cap'... & company. Hehe. It's kind of a mess. Devon and his boyfriend...... Um.... Has their fun every where in the house when i leave.. I must apologize." The thought made me kind of blush even though i haven't seen his son i could get an idea. A younger version of Drew maybe... Yep i could see that.. And my thoughts made him too hot for my own good, I had to add pimples and scars on his face to keep myself in my place. "So you want some Chinese angus steak and Chow mein noodles for dinner?"
"Yeah sounds good.." I slowly nod and follow him to the kitchen.
"It's left overs from take out.. I apologize" he takes out a small box with a blue panda on it. "Its from the new Chinese restaurant 'Blue bamboo'.. I must apologize again... It's not.. 'Host' appropriate but today was really a quick day.."
"And crazy.." I added as he heats up the leftovers. I sit at a table and stay quiet. Occasionally looking over his body while he waits for the food to reheat. "Do you.. Exercise much? You look like you hit the gym a lot."
Shaking his head he says no, "I actually just drink some smoothies every other hour and i make sure to get my protein as well. But i walk sometimes and all i have is smoothies." Damn good looking body for just smoothies. He's lucky. I have an average body build but i look a little chubby... "Would you like to try one? I make them weeks ahead of time and freeze them so i can take a break and save some amount of money; not having to buy fresh fruits and veggies you know?" He takes a pink smoothie out of his freezer and holds out to me offering it.
"T-thanks.. What kind is it? Strawberry?" I look at the smoothie and set it on the table to let it thaw out a little.
"Yeah. Its strawberry kiwi and banana. With some raw fresh spinach and orange juice too. That kind is my favorite honestly." I give a small smile as he lists the materials used in the smoothie.
"Sounds good... Cant wait for it to thaw out.." I sigh impatiently. Eager to try the tasty smoothie.
"Oh no you don't have to wait. Something in the smoothie doesn't freeze well so it keeps the entire thing in it's slushy texture." Handing me a straw he grabs himself a smoothie and sits right beside me and shows me what he was talking about by taking a sip. "See? Still drinkable."
"Cool.. So is it the orange juice that won't freeze? Or maybe the spinach? Or just maybe your freezer isn't cold enough?" I felt stupid asking those question... Of course orange juice freezes. Of course spinach freezes as well. The only possibility is the freezer being weak; still felt stupid however.. I didn't know a damn thing about the mechanics of many things. So to stop myself from feeling even more stupid i stick my straw in the smoothie and drink the fantastically tasting liquid.
"I'm not too sure what it is. But it just doesn't freeze well. Thank the divines though. It'd take forever to thaw them out to even bite into them." He had a point. Well, as we were both stuck on why they don't freeze well, we finish the drinks fairly quickly, then after that, i dove into the chinese food which was absolutely delicious and then we decided to watch a movie before laying our heads down to catch some Z's.
"So. Your choice is guest room, my room or couch.. I advise choosing my room so you can get a good comfortable nights sleep." He smirks and winks at me. "But it IS your choice so i won't pout when you choose the couch or the guest room. Hehehe"
"Dude.. When was the last time you flirt with anyone?... No offense but you're kind of rusty.. I'm thinking i'll be hard to catch and say i won't sleep in your "comfy" bed until your "smooth talking" gets so smooth i fall on my ass. Hehe" i was kind of serious but i just wanted to play hard to get. I hope i didn't offend him..
"Well sor-ry. I'll be sure to research up on my smooth talk then." He gave a small chuckle. "Well. The guest room is down the hall, first door on your left. Need anything my room is right across the hall." Hmm... I think i offended him... But i'll play it out. And maybe surprise him tonight by climbing in his bed with him.
"Any jammies? I don't..... Want to sleep in my hobo joes...." Offending myself to make myself below him as self revenge.
"Uh.. What? Jammies i got. Pajamas. But hobo joes? Whats that?" I forgot he was a filthy rich bastard... Well he's not rich but he still has some money....
"Hobo joes is my phrase for dirty clothes... You know... 'Cuz i'm homeless........." Why must i remind people of that? I feel like they'll start thinking i'm lying or something...
"Oh! Oh ok ok ok. I gots it. Well i got jammies for you. Silken night clothes too~ so comfy. You want to shower up before going to bed? I know i'm going to.. If you choose too the shower is down the hall last door on the right. Its a big bathroom so take your time pampering yourself." He really wants to spoil me doesn't he?... I guess i should be grateful...
"If.... If it's not any trouble.... Could i shower with you?... For apologies for offending your flirting..." I really did feel bad for that... And i'm still going to sneak in his bed sometime tonight....
"Hm? What?.... Oh the bathroom has two showers.. I guess it would be ok." Wait, two showers?.. Okay then. Guess my apology wasn't accepted..
"Oh.. Ok... I'll go ahead and start my shower i guess....." Since he either didn't see my apology attempt or he decided to keep a distance between us i just went ahead and started a shower furthest away from the bathroom entrance.
Chapter 2: Can't be bothered won't be bothered
I stood in my own shower stall with hot water running down my back, facing away from the water so I can clean my front before cleaning my back. Whatever body wash and shampoo he had, I thoroughly enjoyed washing myself with it; the smell was so mesmerizing and hypnotic i almost didn't want to wash it off.
"You alright in here?" His voice snapped me back out of the trance, made me jump a little too since he was just right next to me. "You looked like your soul left your body for a minute there." He was naked as well and stood under the water, MY water, so he could get clean.
"U-uh... yeah I'm.. I'm fine....." i continue to wash myself finishing with shampoo and conditioner, occasionally looking over at him to check him out. I even caught him checking me out too, which made me blush of course. "So... ahem what kind of shampoo is this? And body wash.. they smell the same but feel different. I love it." This shampoo and body wash were. Both in different dispensing containers so I couldn't tell what brand or what scent it was. The only indication of difference between the two, was the printed and carved words "shampoo" on one and "body wash" on the other. Of course there was a conditioner one too but i was focused on the body wash and shampoo.
He turned to face me and grabbed the shampoo dispenser beside us without looking away from me, twisted off the dispensing cap and held the open mouth of the container up to my nose. "It's kind of a special mix of mine. It has some strawberries and cream with watermelon and almond butter in it. Moisturizes the skin and leaves a lingering and intense yet subtle and mesmerizing scent." As he spoke he moved his face close to my neck to smell the body wash he just explained and gave me a smile of approval. "I love it to bits. My husband did too. He would take a small bottle to work with him so he can smell it every now and then; use it as a stress reliever and so he can think of me at work.." i smiled and blushed a little,
"Well i would too, this stuff is too great to not want to smell every few minutes.." i step closer to smell him also and without thinking i wrap my arms around his waist to pull him close, burying my face in his wet neck to keep smelling him. I must've caught him of guard, because i felt his body put up a little bit of resistance, his heart start racing and his body get increasingly warm as if his entire body wash blushing. "Mmmmmm its just amazing."
"Y-yeah... It is..." after a few seconds of my awkward naked hug and neck sniffing, he finally gave in and did the same to me; arms around my waist and face buried in my neck. We stood there for what felt like two hours but in actuality was only ten minutes. The silence, comfort and enjoyment in company was broken, no SHATTERED, when we heard a loud knock on the bathroom door. Making us both jump out of our skins and back into reality.
"Hey, c'mon! Some people have bodily functions that need relieving you know! Bust your ass and get out of the shower already old man." I heard the stranger shout at the bathroom door. I could only assume it was Drew's son, Devon.
"Alright alright I'm coming, and watch your tongue! You may be an adult but i'm still your father!" Drew shouted back before looking at me smiling; he then kissed my forehead winked at me and turned off the water and handed me a towel. "Didn't expect him home for another two hours at least... Ah well.. nobody said serenity lasts forever.. I need time with my own company where I can't and won't be bothered.. I never bother him and his boyfriend.." all i can do after that serene moment was blush and nod, I didn't have a care in the world at this moment.
"Y-yeah.." was all i could mumble out before wrapping the towel around my waist and lean over to pick up my clothes off the ground. As i did so Drew ran his hand up my back and chuckled before he opened the bathroom door, letting out all the pleasant steam, and greeted his son.
"I wasn't expecting you home until 1 a.m." Drew stood in the door with his arms crossed and leaning against the door frame.
"Yeah well plans change, Dad. May I take a shit yet?" He asks as he peeks behind his father to see me, wearing nothing but a towel shyly standing in the middle of the bathroom. "Oh. Didn't know you had company. Sorry to intrude."
"Oh it's fine, our shower was over anyways. We were just about to hit the hay." I tried not to eavesdrop too much so I shimmied my way between them and tried to go to my guest room before getting introduced. "Hey! C'mon don't be stingy and introduce yourself! This is my son, Devon."
"H-hi... I-i'm.. c-c.. Cappuccino...." I blush and look away shyly, shuffling my feet nervously.
"Nice name. You're cute too. Dad, you got yourself a keeper. I'm sure Alex will be jealous." Devon chuckled before going into the bathroom to do his business. Drew just giggled, nodded and looked at me blushing then he walked towards me to usher me to a room. Not my room mind you, he led me to his own room, closed the door and smiled at me.
"You seem like you'd enjoy sleeping company more than sleeping with just a pillow to hug and hold onto." I blushed hard and kind of glared at him with a look that said 'you're right, but fuck you and your all knowing eye...' he only chuckled at the stare, pulled me close and planted a soft kiss on my lips, his own being soft and bitable.
"Y-yeah you're right.. sleeping with a pillow really does suck when theres an option of sleeping with a real person." I was so lonely up until then. I was now with so many people, well many in my own terms, and all were kind and always smiling our joking.. But deep in my paranoid mind i knew, behind every smile was something... sinister...