Captive [MXM]
Sub Space

Warren

"Baby," I said softly and stroked his cheek. Paige looked absolutely fucked out as he slumped against me. His eyes were mostly shut and his cheeks were flushed pink. His plump lips were parted and swollen and he seemed a bit delirious. I ran my fingers through his hair thoughtfully.

On one hand, I didn't want to shake him out of this. Paige didn't usually let his fantasies get the better of him.

On the other, I couldn't take him back out there when he was obviously recovering from his abrupt drop into subspace. He probably wanted to be held and cuddled right now but that just wasn't something I could provide in a public restroom.

"Paige," I said a little bit more firmly, "I can't take you out there like this. If Sage comes back he'll know that I fucked you in here and I'll get chewed out for it."

Paige only turned and burrowed further into my chest and shoulder.

"Like what? I'm not like anything," he whispered softly and tried to look angry but all he managed was a pout. I gripped his jaw in my hand.

"Babydoll," I said quietly and ran my thumb over his lower lip. Paige's eyes flicked open at the word, "I need you to be a good boy for me. We're going to go back to the table and eat, okay? And I need you to be a big boy for a while."

He looked at the ground.

"When you take me home tonight can you spank me?" He swallowed and squirmed under my gaze, "please, Daddy?"

I sucked in a sharp breath, "of course, sweetheart."

He was still a little bit disoriented. I knew Paige was trying to hide it but he kept spacing out and sucking on his bottom lip. It was making me horny, but then again, he was always making me horny.

And the wine. His glass was never empty. He was trying to get drunk because he hated that I'd drawn his kink right out of him. I noticed. Of course I did. He thought that he could get away with intoxicating himself and not letting me know.

I flicked my tongue over my lower lip and took another bite of my food. I was going to spank the hell out of him.

"Paige," I said quietly and his gaze met mine, "no more wine."

He blinked at the glass in his hand and then looked me in the eye as he took another sip. A frown curled on my lips. Paige knew I was going to punish him for disobeying me. I didn't know why he still did it.

I leaned across the table to whisper in his ear, "don't make me bend you over my knee in front of everyone. I've done it before and I won't hesitate to do it again."

He sucked on his lip and rolled it between his teeth thoughtfully.

"Are you going to spank me hard when we get home?" He said tentatively and bit the inside of his cheek. Paige liked to be spanked when it for pleasure, but when he was in trouble it made him cry. However, he would never admit to liking it.

"Yes," I answered solemnly and watched him squirm in his seat, "and if you keep drinking then you'll be in trouble."

"But I didn't do anything wrong," he look up at me with wide eyes from across the table, "you said this was a reward. You can't punish me."

"No, I can absolutely punish you. Stop trying to get drunk," I said firmly and watched him squirm in his seat.

"But Warren-" he whispered and put his hands on his lap, "I won't drink anymore, Sir."

I took a sip of my own wine and studied the boy across from me. Well... I couldn't really call him a boy anymore. He was twenty-two now. That didn't mean that he didn't like acting like a child still. He wouldn't have called me daddy in the bathroom if he didn't.

"We'll see. Keep eating, Paige," I mused and cut into my steak. It was good, Sage made it specifically for me. It didn't exactly satiate the thirst for blood that every vampire had, but I always had my sweet little Paige for that.

He bit the inside of his cheek and nodded without anymore complaints.

The rest of the meal went by slowly, Paige was getting drowsy. The wine was catching up on him. Not to mention his rigorous schedule of school and work hanging in the balance. It took a toll on him.

It was cute to watch him struggle to remain awake. He blinked hard at his plate and squinted as he brought a bite up to his plump lips. His elbow was resting on the table and his hand tangled in his blond curls. The waiter walked by the table beside us and I motioned him over for the check. Once I'd handed him my card, I looked to my little pet.

Paige's eyes drooped as he shook his head gently to keep himself up.

"Baby," I said softly and his eyes snapped up immediately. A small smile of satisfaction bloomed on my lips. He could pretend that he wasn't the perfect little sub as much as he wanted but I knew what he really liked.

"What?" He asked and looked away as he drew his arms across his chest. I didn't miss the sharp edge in his tone. Aw, my baby thought he could catch an attitude with me.

"Don't use that tone with me, Paige," I replied firmly and saw the apprehension flicker in his pretty blue eyes.

He pouted again, "yes, Sir."

"Good boy," I smiled and rose from my seat as the waiter approached with my card. Paige stood slowly and brushed off his pants before joining me at my side.

"I want to go home, Warren," he said with a frown and clenched his fists at his sides. I reached up and tugged at the silver loop in his ear.

"No, I want to say bye to Sage," I shot him down as he bat my hand away and glared at the floor.

"Fine, but don't pull any funny shit," he grimaced when I wrapped my hand around his and pulled him along. I loved that feeling of his tiny hand in my own. How easy it was to hold him against me and pull him along.

"Aw, listening to you swear is like a kitten trying to roar," I cooed and then leaned down to whisper in his ear, "don't do it again."

He practically vibrated with frustration as he glared at me, "screw you, Warren. Talk to your fuck buddy and take me home."

I licked my lower lip as I pushed into the kitchen, "Sage is a Dom. I'd never fuck him. Besides, it's not like he could get me hard, that's your job. And by the way, you've just added ten more spanks."

Paige fell silent and let his head drop as Sage popped up out of no where.

"Woah, woah, woah, what the fuck do you think you're doing in my kitchen? I know you have best friend privileges and whatnot but this is a solid no," he narrowed his eyes and began to push us out.

"Ah, I just have a short message," I shrugged and gave Sage a smirk, "you can expect us on Friday night. Paige needs a taste of the scene, I think. And, oh, the Sicilians are here for business."

Sage grimaced as he peeked out into the lobby.

"Ugh, what does he want?" He swore and gave me a glare, "fine, I guess I can deal with it. All I have to do is fuck him a couple times and we're good."

"Good, get it done," I smiled and took my leave with Paige trailing behind me.