[BL] Obsessed with Him, Surrendered to His Voice

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: His Rules, My Conditions

~Reynold’s POV~

I didn’t hesitate. ”Then we end the contract.”

Frederick stared at me. ”What?” he asked, as if he hadn’t expected that answer.

”If you break either of those rules, the contract is over,” I said firmly. ”You can’t expect me to follow them while giving yourself the freedom to break them whenever you want.”

Frederick narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold. ”This is my contract, Reynold.”

”I know,” I replied, my voice softening slightly but remaining stubborn. ”I know I’m expected to follow every term you’ve set. But asking for mutual loyalty on just two rules shouldn’t be too much, especially when I’m the one expected to follow more than fifteen.”

Frederick stared at me for a long moment before a slow smirk appeared on his lips.

”You’re playing smart with me now, aren’t you?”

I crossed my arms over my chest and looked away stubbornly. ”Because that’s what you’re teaching me.”

A low, amused huff escaped him as he shook his head. ”Fine. We’ll wait for the doctor tomorrow and finalize everything then.”

”Alright,” I muttered.

Then a sudden, embarrassing thought crossed my mind, making me turn back to him with wide eyes.

”Wait... is that why you took advantage of me last night? Because I was drunk?”

Frederick’s expression changed immediately, his face filled with dry disbelief. ”Take advantage of you? I told you before, I don’t touch people when they aren’t in their right mind.”

”Then why—” I started, my cheeks burning.

”I didn’t even put my dick inside you,” Frederick interrupted, a teasing glint flashing in his eyes. ”I only used my hand because you were damn hard, crying out, and practically begging for it in your sleep. I didn’t really have a choice unless I wanted to listen to you whine all night.”

My jaw dropped, and embarrassment rushed through me.

”I... what?!”

Before he could say another word, I slapped both hands over my burning face, let out a panicked squeak, and scrambled out of bed so fast I nearly tripped over the duvet. Only then did I remember I was completely naked. I yanked my hands down and desperately tried to cover both my cock and my ass at the same time as I rushed toward the bathroom.

I slammed the heavy door shut behind me, my entire body burning with embarrassment.

Behind the closed door, I could hear Frederick’s deep, rich laughter echoing through the bedroom.

I buried my face in my hands against the cool bathroom sink, wishing the floor would just open up and swallow me whole.

Did I really do that, or is he just teasing me? I thought, staring at my reflection in the cool glass of the bathroom mirror. Oh, no... this has to be some kind of sick joke.

I turned my back to the mirror, rested my hands on the edge of the counter, and bent forward. Looking down between my legs, I spread myself open so I could properly inspect the damage in the reflection. A sudden, breathless snort of laughter escaped me. What am I even stressing about? Once this contract is signed, I’m going to be getting fucked by him practically every single day.

I leaned down lower, squinting as I checked myself. I just hope my hole manages to adjust by the end of these five years. With a cock as massive as Frederick’s, I can only pray I actually survive him, so when the whole thing finally ends, I’ll still be in decent working order for a future boyfriend.

I poked around a little more and breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Good. Still tight. Barely broken in.

I stood up and I splashed cold water on my face, took a deep breath to steady my nerves, and quickly freshened up. Then I stepped out of the bathroom. One hand covered my cock while the other tried to shield my ass as I hurried across the room. Only when I reached the bed did I grab the edge of the sheet, yank it around myself, and dive under the heavy duvet, pulling it up over my head to hide.

Frederick chuckled, the sound deep and warm. ”You don’t have to be shy now, Reynold. You certainly weren’t shy last night when I was fingering you.”

”Stop!” I groaned, burying my burning face in the pillow.

”I’m serious,” he continued, though the smirk in his voice made it clear he was enjoying my embarrassment.”You were practically begging. ’Ah—please, deeper... please fuck me... make me cum—’”

”Stop it!” I shouted, whipping the duvet off my face. I launched myself across the mattress and clamped both hands over his mouth.

Frederick just laughed, easily catching my wrists as I ended up straddling his lap. He finally let me go, his eyes sparkling with quiet amusement.

”I love it when I tease you. You look absolutely adorable when you’re flustered.”

”It’s enough,” I muttered, my cheeks still glowing bright red.

”Alright, alright,” he conceded, wrapping his hands securely around my waist.

I settled back against his chest, finally catching my breath. As I looked around the spacious, luxurious suite, a sudden curiosity came over me.

”Wait... where are we right now? Is this a hotel?”

”Mhm,” Frederick murmured, resting his chin lightly on my head. ”We’re in one of my hotels.”

I blinked up at him. ”You own a hotel?”

”Yes,” he replied simply. ”Well, my father originally owned it. I didn’t build it from the ground up.”

”Where is your father?” I asked softly, realizing I had never heard him mention his parents before.

Frederick’s expression became distant and neutral. ”He’s dead. My mother too. They both died in a car accident a few years ago. This is just one of the properties they left behind for me.”

I looked at him, a pang of sympathy filling my chest. ”I’m sorry to hear that.”

”It’s fine,” Frederick said quietly. ”I still have my grandparents.”

”I know,” I whispered. ”I understand why you want the contract... but using a fake marriage to fool your grandparents? Isn’t that a bit much? Going as far as putting on a sham marriage just to trick them?”

Frederick’s jaw tightened slightly, his expression turning more serious. ”I have my reasons.”

”Alright,” I conceded quietly, not wanting to push him further.

I shifted slightly, changing the subject. ”By the way, where exactly are we? Are we still in Saint City?”

”We’re somewhere near my friend’s residence,” Frederick explained, his fingers lightly tracing my arm. ”His wife is having a birthday party tonight, so we’re going together.”

I stared at him in surprise. ”What? But... I don’t have any clothes here.”

Frederick gave me a faint smile. ”Everything you need will be delivered to you.”

I frowned, a sudden worry creeping in. ”You said you wanted to keep us a secret, but if you take me to your friend’s wife’s birthday party, won’t that raise questions? Won’t people see us together and start talking?”

Frederick looked at me for a moment before answering. ”I’m taking you there on purpose,” he said. ”These are people you need to know, Reynold. Getting to know them could help your future, even if we don’t end up together in the end.”

He gave my waist a gentle squeeze. ”So be a good boy. Stay close to me and greet them when you meet them.”

I nodded slowly. ”Okay.”

”Aside from that,” Frederick added, ”think about what you want to do for your future. Tell me what it is, and I’ll help you achieve it.”

”Do you mean... after I graduate?”

”No.” He shook his head. ”Something you can start doing right now that will give you your own independent income. I’m ready to support you.”

I looked down, feeling a little hesitant. ”I haven’t signed the contract yet...”

”It doesn’t matter,” Frederick interrupted softly. ”I’m doing all this for you because I want to. So think about it and tell me, okay?”

I nodded quietly against his chest. ”Okay.”

”You’re going to be fine, Reynold,” he murmured, his thumb brushing over my collarbone. ”I promised you.”

”Thank you,” I whispered.

His hand came up to cup my face, tilting my chin upward until my eyes met his intense gaze. A faint, wicked smile touched the corner of his lips. ”You don’t have to thank me. Just be a good boy for your sugar daddy, okay?”

A hot blush rushed to my cheeks, but a small, shy smile tugged at my lips. ”Okay,” I murmured.

He didn’t waste another second. He pulled me closer against his chest and leaned up to capture my lips in a deep, lingering kiss...