Nick delivered the words in a stern tone that brokered no arguments. Billy tripped from foot to foot, like he was debating with himself if he should argue or if obeying right away would get him what he wanted the fastest.
He ran off without another word.
Nick watched him go, admiring the way his pants pulled tight over his pert cheeks as he ran, before turning back to themachine.
He wondered how it worked.
Smiling, excited on Billy’s behalf, he guessed he’d soon find out.
Billy stood next to Nick’s solid body and counted the seconds until the alpha was going to channel magic into his machine. At first he’d been worried that Nick wouldn’t be able to pull wild magic into the experimentation room, but Nick had assured him that the window up on the far wall was more than big enough to let in a current of magic.
“It’s been almost an hour,” Billy said, turning to Nick and clutching his arm. He looked up at the muscular Santa with pleading eyes.
“It’s been twenty minutes,” Nick countered, smiling like Billy was being funny.
Billy resisted the impulse to stomp his foot.
“So what kind of toy are you making?” Nick asked after another excruciating minute had passed.
“What?” Billy looked at the alpha with a confused expression. Nick raised his brow.
“This is a toy-making machine, right? So what kind of toy are you going to be making first?”
Billy’s mouth hung open. He hadn’t thought of that. Looking at the machine, his eyes wide, he couldn’t think of anything suitable.
“What about an action figure?” Nick asked. “Those are alwayspopular, right?”
Billy frowned. He didn’t want the machine’s first toy to be an action figure. It had to be something traditional. Somethingspecial.
“I’ll have it make a music box,” Billy said. Music boxes were delicate work—with lots of moving parts and artistry—and if the machine could make one it could make anything.
“Sounds good,” Nick said, crossing his arms.
“How much longer?” Billy asked, knowing that he sounded whiny and not caring.
“Thirty minutes,” Nick said. He sounded annoyingly patient. Billy startled when a heavy, gloved hand landed on his neck and squeezed. For the first time in a week he felt a stirring of interest in his cock, though it was quickly overshadowed by his impatience to test his new machine.
“I’m getting a little tired of hearing you whine,” Nick growled, his voice sending a shudder down Billy’s spine. “Why don’t you put your mouth to better use while we wait?”
Billy looked up at Nick, caught of guard by the suggestion. He couldn’t give Nick a blowjob now. He was waiting to turn on his machine!
“On your knees,” Nick said, shoving Billy to his knees and stepping in front of him. Billy stared up at the towering alpha, feeling conflicted, gasping when Nick grabbed him by the hair and shoved him into his bulge.
“Open your mouth.” The words were rough and demanding, going right to Billy’s balls. Nick yanked Billy’s head to the side so that his lips were over the outline of his huge cock, holding him in place. Billy opened his mouth and sucked on the bulging shaft, closing his eyes as he breathed in the scent of alpha.
Nick’s hand in his hair, his mouth on the alpha’s cock, Billy didn’t forget about his machine—but for the first time in a week he was distracted. Sucking and mouthing at the delicious bulge, Nick’s musky taste filling his mouth, Billy felt himself getting hard.
Or trying to.Frowning, Billy reached down and felt his cock, surprised to feel it encased in plastic. He’d known that he was wearing the cage, but in his rush to finish the machine he had completely forgotten.
“My cock—" Billy started to complain, wanting the cage off, but Nick shoved him back into his bulge.
“I’ve spent the past week jerking off in the shower. That cage isn’t coming offfor at leasta week.”
The words were almost angry, spoken with a harsh growl that had Billy shuddering. The idea that Nick was denying him release for a whole week made his balls feel like they were going to explode.
He didn’t know how he would bear it.
“Fuck this,” Nick said, pushing Billy away so that he fell on his ass. Nick stepped forward, freeing his cock, and lowered himself down so that he was crouching over Billy’s face and pressing him to the floor. Before he knew what was happening. Nick was pushing the head of his cock into his throat and fucking into him.
