Tongue-tied and a blushing, cooing mess, Lucien couldn't manage to get the words back out to return the affection, but that was alright. The look in his eyes said plenty.

"If you're feeling a little bit too small today and you need to come home," he said before leaving, "Then phone Daddy and tell your boss you're feeling sick, alright? I'll come get you right away."

"Okies, Daddy." Lucien gave a very serious, very dramatic nod. It didn't exactly fill him with reassurance, but what choice did he have but to leave?

The drive uptown was a long and tedious one. Morning rush hour was a bitch, and he ended...