Mercy (ManxBoy)

50: ѕραик му вσσту

I'm a little older addicted to the whip,

When I'm chained to the wall.

Z A I R E 

Sykes and I were finally able to go home. We were packing up the car and getting ready to go. Thomas had told us that he was going to go too and that he'd meet us at the car before we left. 

I couldn't help but be excited. I missed home, I miss work, and I miss Zex, and Fly, and the man who'd became my father after my dad died. I couldn't imagine Zexion's father being my dad, but I did find myself calling him dad recently. 

When I almost lost Sykes, and the floor had been pulled out from underneath me, I had been feeling differently towards Zexion's father. He comforted me in a way that I had never been comforted by my father before. My dad had never really been one to comfort. He'd always stayed too high and strung out to realize that I even needed comfort. 

"You look like you're lost in thought, gorgeous," Sykes whispered in my ear, making me giggle and turn around to look at him in the face. 

"I am a bit," I admitted, and he just shook his head, kissing my cheek. "Is Thomas here yet?" I asked, and he shook his head no. 

"His mother sent me a message a few moments ago and told me he was getting ready to go," Sykes said softly, and I nodded my head. I couldn't help but be anxious to get home. I couldn't wait to see Alexei and get back to work. 

"I can't wait to get back home!" I giggled softly, wrapping my arms around his neck and shuffling closer to Sykes. "I can't wait to see Alexei, and to get back to work." 

"Zaire, there's something I need to tell you about Alexei," Sykes said softly, putting his hands on my shoulders. I nodded, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Alexei's father has him again." He said, and I gasped, jumping up despite his hands. 

"He's abusive!" I cried, pulling out of his arms and looking at him incredulously. "He doesn't deserve to have Alexei back! Alexei is happy with you, Master. Why didn't you tell me? We could fight it..." He shook his head no. 

"I have Alexei the choice, Zaire. He's already back in Michigan, and besides, love... it's okay. He's where he belongs. We could only be surrogate parents, never his real father. He was so old he'd never look at us as dad or daddy." He said, and I blinked back tears as I looked down at my feet. 

"I didn't even get to say goodbye..." I whispered, sniffling a bit. He pulled me close, pressing his lips to my head. 

"I know, love. I didn't either." He admitted softly. "It'll be okay, I promise. We can always adopt later on if that's something that you'd like." He tried to soothe me, but I couldn't hold back the dam of my tear-ducts, and alas, I began squalling... again. 

I can't believe that because of me, my master couldn't say goodbye to his nephew. I couldn't believe that Alexei was really gone. I loved him like he was mine, and I know I shouldn't have... it wasn't my place. But, I still did. "Shhh..." Sykes whispered against my forehead. "I know baby, it's okay." I just shook my head. 

"It's not," I whispered, my voice cracking. "It's my fault that you didn't get to say goodbye... and you never even told me. I didn't know. I was too busy being worried about myself to see that you needed me..." I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks. 

He pressed a gentle kiss to my cheek and wrapped his hand around my throat, constricting my breathing. I paused, the pleasure from the hand going straight down my spine to my cock. "It's okay, Zaire." He said firmly, looking over my blue eyes. "I know that I didn't tell you. I figured you had enough going on. It's not your fault that I didn't say goodbye. I couldn't because I would've never let him go." Sykes said, and I bit my lip, my tears drying up a bit.