Orion:

Dealing with Sketch that night was not fun whatsoever and putting him to bed was a hard thing to do. He slept peacefully now but when he wakes up, I'll be in for it.

Xanthe is a dumbass, Sketch won't be able to cope if Sam is taken away from him. So I told him to stay a little longer and let the two see each other more. I know Sketch isn't happy and that makes me unhappy.

Maybe we should all just travel the world together, but it's not that easy. I have work, meetings, papers, human information. I have a lot to do. Maybe we could travel to the nearest dome, I have to stop by there anyway.

Sketch turned in his sleep, hugging into me, and smothering Mr. Bear in between us making a sandwich. I hugged him closer, loving how warm he was.

I threaded my fingers through his soft hair, pushing it from his forehead. If Sketch didn't know, he was quite the little devil. Like usual he started humping my leg, his crotch rubbing against my thigh and it was making me unbelievably hard.

And to top it off, he would make these little mewling sounds that drove me crazy. I was on the edge of ravishing him then and there.

"Orion..." he mumbled, his mouth spilling out soft moans and pants that were making this much more harder. I just let him continue, ignoring my throbbing hard on. I wish I could lavish him like Xanthe did to Sam, but Sketch was still eighteen. I didn't want to rush him, or make him feel uncomfortable.

His arms wrapped around my body, giving my sweet Sketch better leverage to hump my leg. I ran my fingers through his white hair, moving my head till my face was in his neck, the sweet smell of his arousal was thick in the air.

I wanted him more than anything at the moment, but I just let him have his wet dream, and held him as close as possible. He was warm and his scent was something to die for.

His eyes started to flutter open, and I just watched as his beautiful blue eyes landed on mine. He was half asleep and looked to be unaware of the situation right now, but that look would drive anyone crazy.

"You have a bad habit of humping my leg and moaning, babycakes." His small cheeks flushed and he quickly looked away, trying to avoid my smirk.

"Orion...I feel weird again...I just want..it to go away." he said, trying to move his hips slightly trying to get his hard on to soften.

I smiled, running my lips down his neck. I couldn't resist if he wanted me to do things to him. "Do you want me to make it go away?"

He nodded frantically, moving his hips up slightly. I slowly climbed on top of him, placing my hands on either side of him and adjusting my legs so I wasn't crushing him. I ran my fingers down his stomach as his fingers went to my hair. I pushed down his little boxers, taking his hard member in sight. This was the first time I've seen him hard and I was practically drooling. He fingers threaded through my hair, as I took him into my mouth. He was a little shy at first and I could see how embarrassing it was for him. But I didn't care, I just moved him deep into my mouth, the head just a little ways down my throat.

I moved my hands to squeeze his perfectly rounded balls, and my other went to stroke his shaft. I sucked on the head, swirling my tongue around the slit, bobbing my head slightly. He let out a loud moan, whipping his head back on the pillow. I smiled around his delicious cock, swirling my head around the base and front. His balls started to tighten and his dick swelled even bigger in my mouth. His soft little mewles and his flushed cheeks and parted lips, made me hard as the seconds passed.

I wasn't done yet though, I ran my fingers down the long base, running up and down his shaft faster. He threaded his fingers tighter in my hair, his hips trying to move up to my mouth. I pushed his waist down, taking him deeper in my throat. He tasted so sweet and his face was so beautiful, all scrunched up in pleasure.

"Orion...I can't h-hold it back..." He cried, grabbing onto my hair harder.

"Mhmm, then let go baby." I whispered softly and his sweet flushed face scrunched up in pleasure as he came into my mouth. I kept sucking till I got every last drop of milk from his delicious body. He slumped back against the bed, and his small pants could be heard through the whole room. I then later came myself at the sight of my little beauty.

"Feel better?" I asked.

He nodded shyly, bringing the pillow over his face. Mr. Bear was right next to his stomach, just relaxing on the bed.

I climbed on top of him, grabbing his arms and trying to see his beautiful face.

"Sketch...I want to see your face."

"No." he protested.

"I want to see those beautiful eyes Sketch." I said, and his small little hands slowly eased off the pillow and his flushed face came into view.

Is miles down at my beauty, picking him up swiftly and carrying him into the bathroom. I turned on the shower knob and placed him inside, hearing a squeal and how cold it was before I undressed myself.

When I got in it was warm, not cold like Sketch complained about. "After this, what do you want to do my Sketch?" I asked.

"Go beat up Xanthe." He said with a dead glare, his gaze set in the wall. I was sure he was imagining punching and kicking Xanthe in his pretty little head.

I ruffled his wet hair making him look up with those big blue eyes. "We can't do that."

I grabbed the tropical scented soap and started washing his hair and shoulders. He giggled softly as I brushed his ribs. I leaned down slowly, capturing his sweet pink lips with mine as the hot water poured down on my back. He grabbed hold on my arms, going on his tiptoes to kiss me easier.

I grabbed his face in hand, tiling his head seeping the kiss that left me and him bith awestruck. He was panting softly when I pulled away and a small smile tainted his lips. His innocence drove me crazy, every last bit of I'm did.

"I wanna make sure Sam's okay." he said as we both stepped out and grabbed a towel that was on the shelf. I ruffled his wet hair, before drying his body.

I dressed him in soft comfortable loose gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt that snugged his body. I then dressed myself, doing so quickly wanting to do whatever my little angel wanted.

"Can we go back to see my old family?" he asked with hopeful eyes.

"No Sketch, it's got to be something in the castle."

He scrunched his face up in disappointment before biting his plump lip softly.

"I know! I want to know what's behind that blue door!" he smiled running over to the door to go ahead of me but I snatched him up and coddled him to my chest. He awed, trying to wriggle from my embrace.

"Well...do you remember that blonde girl named Alice?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Well...she's behind that door baby." I said.

"Can I go see her?" he asked.

"Um...she's sick right now." Alice really wasn't but I did not Sketch anywhere near Alice. Even if she did manage to hurt him, I would end her. I would not care if her existence helped benefit me, if could never live if I knew someone who lived and hurt Sketch.

"Anything else?" I asked.

"I used to have a dog...I want my dog." he whispered.

"Sparky, right?" he nodded smiling and hugging Mr. Bear to his chest. "Well I'll find him then."

"I also want to see an underground city...Erin told me all about them!"

"Someday." He smiled at me a true happy smile that made me smile.

"Good, Erin is coming too." he confirmed for himself.

I just nodded, I didn't know about that last part but he was cute when he was determined.

"Can we take Cerberus too?" he asked.

Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into?