Chapter Eighteen

Aiden

He woke up starving. Not just hungry, the hungriest he'd been since his days in foster care. Some families didn't worry so much about making sure there was enough to eat, so he'd felt this level of hunger before, but it had been so long he'd almost forgotten what it felt like.

He'd been so lost in his thoughts about his stomach that it took him a few moments to realize he was also cold. Why was he cold? Complete horror took over as he realized the chill was because he was wet. Not the kind of damp that came from sweating under covers, he was soaked. Aiden squeezed his eyes shut tighter as he hoped against hope the liquid covering him wasn't what he knew it was.

The hand that he'd just noticed had been rubbing up and down his back gripped his shoulder in a comforting gesture as Rocky spoke softly and gently to him, "It's nothing to be ashamed of. You were out cold and too deep under to realize you had to potty. As long as you've been sleeping, I'm surprised it isn't more."

Oh, god. Aiden was going to die of embarrassment. Not only had he wet the bed, he'd wet Rocky's bed and the man of his dreams was here to witness his shame. Aiden wanted to bury his head under the pillows and never come out. Unfortunately, before he had a chance to move, his tummy let out a loud rumble. Rocky chuckled at the sound because, really, it was loud enough Aiden wondered if they could hear it all the way in Houston.

"Come on, baby. Let's get you cleaned up then get some food in you." Rocky reached out a hand and waited patiently for Aiden to take it. Aiden fought with his embarrassment while he studied the offer. Part of him wanted so badly to go with his Daddy and let the other man take care of him, but part of him wanted to run for the hills. What kind of grown man wet the bed?

Finally, Aiden's desire to be cared for won out and he accepted the hand before him, climbing out of the bed and letting Rocky lead him to the bathroom. Rocky started the water running in the shower before facing Aiden and helping him to get out of his soiled clothes. Rocky set them aside to be washed and faced Aiden.

"Do you need to potty?" Aiden realized in that moment that despite having apparently used the bed for this need, he did need to pee. He nodded his head and headed for the toilet. "Do you need help, baby?" Aiden turned to Rocky watching him speculatively. Was that the kind of boy Rocky wanted? One who would wear training pants and needed help to pee? Could he be that?

Aiden shook his head, refusing the offer, and turned back to his task. Rocky didn't say anything more about it and never indicated he was disappointed in having his offer turned down, but Aiden still wondered. He wanted to give Rocky what he needed as much as Rocky wanted to give Aiden what he needed. But could he see himself in a diaper or training pants? He really couldn't and that made his heart hurt.

Aiden was trying hard to keep some kind of distance between them. He knew Rocky was going to leave eventually, everyone did, and he wanted to be able to remain friendly when that happened. Unfortunately, it was becoming more and more clear with each minute he spent in Rocky's company that Rocky was everything he'd ever dreamed of, and far more than Aiden deserved. Somehow, Aiden knew that when Rocky ended this thing between them, he'd never recover.

"Shower's ready, baby," Rocky said, breaking Aiden from his thoughts.

Yeah, he'd never recover when this ended, but wasn't that all the more reason to soak in every second before that happened? With that in mind, Aiden headed over to his Daddy, who was already stripping so he could join him. Feeling just a bit cheeky, Aiden brushed his hand over Rocky's half hard cock as he passed, delighting in Rocky's sharp intake of air. He glanced over his shoulder, giving what he hoped was an inviting look to the man currently devouring him with a hungry gaze. Aiden added just a bit of extra sway to his hips as he stepped up to and under the spray.

He groaned as the warm water raced over his skin, washing away the evidence of his accident, and then he shivered as big hands gripped his hips and deep voice growled in his ear, "Trying to tempt Daddy, little boy?"

"I don't know." He meant the words to be sassy, but instead they came out as a completely breathless whisper. "Is it working?"

"Mmmm," Rocky hummed, his breath still flowing through the shell of Aiden's ear, making Aiden one big, mushy puddle of need, "You always tempt me. You don't even need to try."

Really? Aiden hadn't ever been a constant temptation to someone. It kind of made him feel powerful. Like he could do anything if he could tempt this big, gruff, mountain of a man. As if to prove his point, Rocky ground his now fully hard cock into Aiden's ass and Aiden barely contained his whimper of pure desire. Maybe he wasn't the only powerful one here, because Rocky made Aiden's own cock granite. Actually, his mouth watered every time he was anywhere near him…or thought of him…or if someone mentioned his name. Yeah, pretty much always.

"Ditto." Aiden replied, turning under the spray and facing Rocky. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Rocky's neck, going up on his tippy toes to plant a light kiss on Rocky's lips. He wasn't sure where all this boldness was coming from but within half a second, his efforts were rewarded when Rocky gripped his hips tight and dragged him closer. He banded one arm around Aiden's waist and used his other hand to grip Aiden's neck, bringing him back in for a hard and dirty kiss.

Rocky dominated Aiden's mouth, twining their tongues together. Their teeth clacked lightly together as Rocky deepened the kiss impossibly further until Aiden was no longer sure they remained two separate beings. Somehow, he felt as if they had merged into one. He'd never known such intimacy, most certainly never from a simple kiss. But then, there was nothing simple about this kiss, was there? Moans of pleasure and whimpers of need bounced from the tiled walls and Aiden was hardly even aware the sounds were coming from him.

Aiden's cock had grown so hard he wondered how it hadn't erupted. Wouldn't that just seal his humiliation, coming from a kiss like an untried teenager. Rocky grabbed a fist full of Aiden's ass and, for a moment, as the groan left his lips, he seriously worried he just might come right then and there. When Rocky finally slowed the kiss and drew back, Aiden's lips chased after Rocky's, unwilling to end that connection, but part of him was also glad. He was already so on edge that he wasn't sure he'd have been able to take much more of Rocky's delicious torture.

Rocky

Rocky stood at the counter scrambling a large batch of eggs while sausage sizzled in a skillet on the next burner. Aiden had slept much longer than any one person should. Rocky had spent the time thinking about what had led Aiden to such exhaustion. How much had he been pushing to find the person threatening the club's mission, threatening the safety of its members? He thought back on all the times he'd found Aiden sleeping on the sofa in his little office or munching on those little orange fish crackers while he worked, instead of eating a proper dinner. All the times he'd wanted to drag Aiden out of his cave and force him to eat and sleep properly. He should have done it. If he'd followed those instincts instead of running from them, maybe his baby wouldn't have run himself into the ground.

He looked back toward one of the spare bedrooms where Aiden was currently working on one of his ever-present laptops, still trying to catch a traitor. His current plan was risky, Aiden might not be ready to reveal his more vulnerable side, but Rocky thought it might be just what Aiden needed to clear his head and let some of the stress go. Rocky had felt the tight muscles and heard the weight in Aiden's voice as he spoke about finding the traitor before they hurt someone he cared about. His boy carried a lot of stress and responsibility on his shoulders.

Rocky had never considered how intimidating it would be to be the person who others relied on to get the information and set the plans to ensure everyone's safety. It was an honor for Aiden, Rocky knew that, but he was also realizing it was a heavy burden and Rocky was determined to help his boy balance the load. If Aiden would let him.

As he plated up the food and set it on the table, he called out for Aiden. After a few moments had passed without Aiden appearing, he headed in the direction of the room Aiden was working in. Aiden was likely caught up in his search, but whether he was caught up or not, he needed to take a break and eat a meal that wasn't in front of a computer.