I relax in the warm bath sighing contentedly. This is pure heaven. Adam was not right about the water getting cold. I prefer to hang around while he cooks, so he always makes it too hot. This way the temperature is perfect when I finally decide to head to the bathroom. An interesting fact about enormous ships like Aurora is that, despite the precise air conditioning and modern technology, things cool down quickly. It seems the empty space around us has the ability to somehow suck up the warmth.

   I chuckle. We have e routine, like a real couple. Adam knows what I need and it is one of the many manifestations of his perfection. I wish I could experience them all. I wish I didn't have to hold back. But on the other hand, I wouldn't change a single moment from the time I first met him till now. Every second is precious. I replay over and over again in my head every conversation, every look, every step we've taken together to get to the point of no return when I just can't imagine my evenings without him.

   I can't even recognize myself. When did I become so sensitive and patient? Well, I am not exactly patient. I really need to stop calling him an idiot and pouting like a child. I am a grown up man. What's wrong with me? Why do I behave around him like someone who... who has... a crush? Shit! I am falling for Adam and it's not slowly and gradually. The truth is that I am flying down the abyss at the speed of light.

   Brandon is going to laugh his ass off when he finds out and I don't doubt he will, sooner or later. If this is something he planned, the bastard better stay out of my sight. I'll beat the crap out of him. I know exactly how perverted he is and how much he likes to provoke me.

   Nah, no fucking way! 

   Even Brandon, the frikin Wizard is not clever enough to make me lose my head over an artificial human. I don't think he has planned Adam. I am actually pretty sure Adam can't be predicted, even by the greatest mind of our time. How the hell could Brandon know what combination of physical traits I'd choose and the way it would all click and become so real? There is no way to foresee all the possibilities when they are practically an infinite number. This is the point. Adam does not follow any algorithm. There is nothing fake in him.

   I would have dragged him in my bed the very day I first saw him, if he was anything close to an android. They always behave exactly as you want. Ten minutes are enough and they adapt to their owner's behavior and craft every move and word to please. They are always too perfect, especially the ones designed for intimate contact. Their skin is spotless, their hair flawlessly styled, symmetrical faces with classic features, sexy bodies, and yet you can tell it's a robot from a mile. Fake. I almost smell the metal inside and the rubber on their soft bodies, no matter how natural they look. Switch on. Switch off. Affection on command. Cold. I don't exactly like it, but it's good enough for a one night stand.

   Adam is different, full of life. He is unpredictable, exciting, warm... hot... scorching... Oh, God! I am pathetic. My unsatisfied desires are killing me.

   All the endless reasoning is already giving me a terrible headache. Why do I keep musing on this? I better stop and try to live for the moment. Maybe, I should talk to Brandon. It's actually urgent to ask him a few questions. That can't happen before we reach Dragon Eye Bay, though. It is the closest place where I can get in touch with Earth, but it's three whole months until we get there, two at best, unless shit hits the fan. I could also use the military frequencies, but everything is recorded there and I don't like the idea at all, considering who I plan to talk to and what exactly to ask. Ugh, this is probably the first time I can't wait to reach a port. I would postpone it as long as possible in any other case.

   "Wow, what a sight," I hear a husky laugh, coming from the door. "All kinds of emotions, changing on the brave captain's unwavering face. What's up, Haru? Why the frown... and the smile? What's going on in that cute head of yours?"

   "Non of your business," I growl. "Get out of here... and don't call me cute."

   "You're as sour as vinegar," Adam smirks, "and I think I know why."

   "Because you're an ass?" I cock a brow.

   "Rude," he shakes his head. "But yeah, you could say that. I gave you too much time to play your games. Time to fix the misunderstanding."

   "What misunderstanding?" I ask suspiciously, watching him approach slowly. "Enough of your cackling. Go fetch me a towel. I'm done."

   "No, you're not," he grins and starts undressing. "You're too stressed, baby. And it's not my fault. The purpose of soaking in the bathtub is to relax. I don't see you doing anything like that. Look around, luxury, candles, exotic scents, and you're only sulking over trifles."

   "What are you doing?" I mumble, trying not to gaze openly at him, but my eyes just won't move. 

   That body... the abs, the thighs... Why is he doing this to me? What's up with him tonight? Come on, Haru! You can do this. Just look away. Don't give in. Be strong! You managed to last this long. What are three more months? 

   "Adam, you know the rules. Clothes stay on. No bathing together." My protest sounds too faint and not in the least sincere. The encouragement I gave myself had absolutely no effect. My self-control weakens more and more with each piece of clothing thrown to the floor.

   He pays no attention to what I say and crouches on the teak wood ledge, surrounding the huge, built-in tub. "Move!"

   "No!" I firmly refuse.

   "Oh, yes!" Adam laughs and puts his open palm on my back. 

   I gasp. We've kissed and cuddled on the sofa, but I have always been careful to avoid this type of skin to skin contact. I still haven't figured him out. I am not sure if he does this because he wants it as much as I do, or simply tries to follow his protocols.  I'm just not sure. Thanks God he still has his boxer briefs on. No intimacy before he admits...

   "Stop overthinking!" His other hand slides under my chin, holding me tight so that I don't avert my gaze away from his face. "Move!"

   "No," I repeat. But before I comprehend what is happening, he has already slid behind me, pressing his hard chest against my back. His arm wraps around my waist, pulling me even closer. 

   I'm suddenly hot and shaky. My heart is racing. The blood is rushing through my veins. I am completely naked. So is he, almost. There's nothing between us except a small piece of wet underwear. I was not prepared . My head is spinning. My breathing quickens.

   "Adam," I barely whisper. "Don't! We can't..."

   "Shh," he hisses in my ear. The hot stream of air raises goosebumps on my skin. His fingers wrap around my neck, pressing lightly against my Adam's apple. My whole body quivers at the sensation. His voice is quiet, but every word is like a hot wave, coursing through me. "We both know exactly what you need. Are you a good boy, Haru? Do you want to be a very good boy for Daddy?"

   "Yes," I moan. "Yes, I do."

   "Aaah, that's so much better," Adam kisses the top of my head. His fingers tighten their grip around my neck, just enough to make me arch my back and whimper, without suffocating me. "I knew it. Now you will let Daddy help you relax and feel good, right?"

   I can't fight this. He is so strong. I feel protected, painfully aroused and euphoric. He found my weak spot. I need this. I need him, desperately. I am always in control, focused, careful in my work, but with an intimate partner I need to let go, to let the other person be in charge. I love to be ordered, to obey, to be praised.

   "I can't hear you, baby," Adam purrs. "Say it."

   My hesitation is gone. I crave his touch. My eyelids fall. I groan when his knees press against my inner thighs, making me spread my legs. My voice is shaking when I obediently answer,

   "Yes, Daddy."

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