Aftercare.

I smiled up at Kat, wanting to reach up for her with my arms. The look in her eyes was of deep affection, although I thought I could also sense a deep thirst as well. That look made me feel a certain thrill inside, and I suddenly thought back to that morning and how she'd carried me to the break room. It was an odd want I would normally not even consider, but right now, exhausted from the intense blow job, being held seemed like it'd be very nice.

However, my tiredness meant I couldn't even raise my arms an inch. They hovered slightly in the air before I lowered them again, half-frowning at my inability. But her expression changed to one of understanding as she saw my plight. She leaned down over me and wrapped her arms under mine, lifting me up and petting my head while she kept my face pressed against her shoulder. "Oh, baby. Are you tired? I can imagine that took a lot out of you, huh~? I'm sure you haven't felt like that in a while?" She whispered down to me, still running her fingers through my curls.

I shook my head softly against her shoulder, mumbling, "No... Not ever, actually..." I couldn't see her face, but I could feel her tense up slightly. I would later learn that she was grinning madly, excited and feeling unbearably lucky that her baby was hers to mold. I could feel my bottom rest on something wooden, and I hesitantly pulled my face away from the soft fabric of her clothes. I looked down to see the wooden stool she'd set me on. It’s funny how little I understand what’s going on when I’m in such a state of intimate bliss!

She slowly released me, and I wobbled on the stool for a moment before regaining my balance. I still felt a bit woozy from my climax, but I was able to remain upright by gripping the edges of my seat. I looked into Kat’s eyes as she said to me, "Adam baby, I'm going to whip you up something to drink, okay? You need to get your strength back before I take you home tonight. Now, listen honey, do you also want a cookie?"

My eyes were half-closed, but I woke up at the offer. I nodded, shuffling slightly in my stool to get more comfortable. She smiled, walked away and turned the lights back on. She put some milk in a pot with vanilla and sugar, and I began salivating, imagining the taste. "Mmm... what's that you're making, Kat?" I asked.

"Oh, this is a vanilla steamer of sorts. You're going to love it, baby. If you wouldn't mind helping me out, I have to keep stirring this. Could you get a cookie from the pastry case and heat it up for fifteen seconds in the microwave?"

I smiled and nodded with a quick, "Okay!" before hopping up, again wobbling on my feet. I stood up straight and started walking somewhat unstably, but eventually I made it to the pastry case. I did as she asked. The smell of melting chocolate chips soon filled the empty night-time cafe. I was about to remove the cookie when the microwave beeped, but her hand reached over me and took it from the microwave before I was able to.

Kat brought it away to the counter and set it on a plate next to a glass of prepared vanilla milk. She then walked back to me, lifting me up as before, which prompted me to giggle softly before putting my hands over my mouth in embarrassment at my surprisingly childish outburst. She just laughed in response.

"Oh, little Adam. If you keep making noises like that I'm going to have to keep surprising you. All. The. Time~." She smirked and set me right down on the counter, then held my hand and closed my little fist over the warm glass. "Enjoy, baby. When you're all done we'll head out of here. But you need to stay awake for me, okay? I'll need you to give me directions to your house."

I nodded slowly, only half-listening as I closed my eyes and took small sips of the delicious, hot milk. I chipped off a piece of cookie and dipped it in, making an audible 'Mmn...' sound as I steadily made my way through the yummy snack. The chocolate was melting in my mouth, with some help from the steamed milk.

It was about fifteen minutes later before I finally finished, and fortunately Kat had noticed my head dropping erratically as I drifted off to sleep, milk glass empty and only crumbs left on my plate. "Awe, are you finished honey? Here,” she said and picked me up again. She took the dishes in one hand then left them in the sink for tomorrow’s lunch crew to deal with.

I gently nuzzled my face against her neck, feeling the bumps of her footsteps as she took me out of the cafe. I slowly closed my eyes and thought about how much I like this change in my life.

I thought, I should have been more understanding of her before all this, instead of resenting her. She was trying to take care of me because she cared about me.

I felt my body being jostled slightly and I hesitantly opened my eyes to look up at her tsking face.

"You have to stay awake, baby. Or else I'll have to take you home with me, and who knows what'll happen~" She hummed, promting me to blush softly at the implications. I nodded my head, fighting to maintain consciousness as she gently rested me in the passenger seat of her car. I hadn’t even noticed we’d walked all the way to the parking lot.

I took a deep breath through my nose, laying back against the soft material of the car seat. She leaned over me and buckled me up. Once she went to the other side, got in and started the car up, I shifted in my seat to stay awake and slurred, "How am I s'posed to be awake when th'car is so comfy?"

She smiled and shook her head at me as she pulled out of the parking lot. "It'll be alright, honey. Where to?"