[Possible Future][C] Clint Eastwood

Chris gave a knowing groan of despair.

"I don't want to be here when she wakes up."

He knew she would make him clean since she would no doubt have a hang over.

"Not cleaning up the mess."

He murmured, shaking his head.

"Then let's go out."

Darragh grinned widely.

"We can go out to an arcade or something." Going out and having fun to avoid cleaning up sounded good.

They could go out shopping or to an arcade or just for a walk.

"Sounds like fun, but..."

He looked up at Darragh.

"...not unless I get to have a shower."

He replied with a grin, he wasn't going out covered in semen under his clothes.

No doubt people would be able to smell it on him.

"Nope." No shower.

Darragh kissed Chris' cheek.

"I'll lick you clean, though," he purred deeply with his crooked little grin. That was a compromise he could do.

Chris opened his mouth of argue as his cheek was kissed but it stayed open uselessly as a blush appeared over his cheeks.

He hadn't thought of that option but it sounded hot...

"Deal."

He murmured, his voice catching in his throat a little.

"Great."

Darragh stood and planted his hands on his hips.

"Lay out on the table," he ordered, grinning as he waited for the boy to do as he was told.

He was going to enjoy this.

Chris looked up at him in disbelief, what if Tilly woke up and came down?

He chewed on his lip, if she did he was sure he would hear her.

Hesitantly he got up and lay on the table, he was learning quickly enough that when Darragh got something in his head, it wasn't budging.

"Good boy."

He was quick to pull down the boy's boxers and begin licking at the mess he had left.

He was slow and thorough with his cleaning and when he was done, he patted the boy's thigh gently.

"Let's get dressed."

By the time Darragh was done Chris was left flustered and whimpering softly, the man's tongue was just as deadly as his grin.

Sluggishly he got to his feet with a nod, padding back upstairs so they could get dressed.

He was comfortable now but he wouldn't be wearing his boxers in public.

Darragh followed the boy up into the bedroom and pulled on his jeans that he had dropped to the floor.

Then he ventured outside to find his shirt and beanie.

It took a few minutes but he eventually found them, of all places, in a bush.

He pulled on his shirt and fitted his beanie on his head.

Chris found a clean pair of jeans and a shirt, pulling them on before placing his shoes on as well.

He grabbed his wallet and phone before heading back downstairs.

He looked clean on the surface but just below the collar of his shirt he was covered in dark purple hickies.

Darragh grinned as he appeared at Chris' side.

"Got an idea for what you want to do?"

What were they going to do today? Shopping, playing at the arcade, romantic walk around the city?

All up to Chris.

"Figured we could just go into the city and do whatever was appealing first."

If they just walked around until they found something entertaining then that should be fun enough.

He wouldn't mind dropping by the comic book store then hitting the arcade.

"Sounds good."

The man pulled on his heavy boots and his leather jacket that he had set on the coat rack when he had come in the night before.

"Lets wander."

He held out his hand for the boy.

"Alright."

He replied with a small smile as he took the offered hand and led Darragh out of the house.

"Anything in particular you're interested in going to while we are out?"

He asked curiously.

"I might wanna go to an art store. I'm killing all my brushes."

His poor paintbrushes had been well loved. They were basically falling apart.

The man scuffed his boots against the pavement.

"Anywhere you wanna go?"

"The comic book store, there are some new issues coming out that I want to get."

It was dorky but he still collected comic books, he had done since he was young and never grew out of it.

Deadpool was his favourite and he brought each issue religiously.

"I haven't collected comics since I was a kid."

It was always Anya that encouraged him to collect comics. He'd never been all that bothered about them, though he was a good fan of Iron Man.

That had been his favourite comic character every since he had been a little kid.

It'd be fun to go and see what comics were around now. He wondered if his favourites back in the day were still around.