Chapters (24)
“What if he’s placed on a 6150?” Liam asks. A 6150 is an involuntary hold for Dominants or submissives who need to be taken as a ward of the military for their own protection. For a Dominant, a 6150 is usually a death sentence. For a submissive, it can mean being given to a Dominant, put in a facility, or even put on ice for the possibility of future defrosting and reintegration into the military. In this case, Liam is trying to find a way to give this submissive what he needs and get around all the red tape.
“I think you might wind up with a shitstorm on your hands when his father gets out of the hospital… but it’s my medical opinion that he’ll die without a Dominant. And I’ll say that in court if it comes to it. Liam, I know I called you and asked you to do this, but you can still say no. The blowback might be career ending.”
“Funnily enough, I’ve heard that speech before. A few times. So far, it’s been fine. Besides, it’s too late. I’m a Dominant and he’s a submissive who desperately needs help. That’s what I do,” he says, fully aware that Daniel is listening to their conversation. “And he’s gorgeous. A bit of cock, some hand feeding, a spanking when he’s feeling better, and I bet he’ll be just fine,” Liam continues, wanting to see the submissive’s reaction. A blush goes up the boy’s chest and settles into his cheeks. His scent changes. Definitely arousal.
Liam turns to look at Dr. Chang. “We’d go off site. He needs to be in my space.”
“Agreed.”
“Could you give me a few minutes alone with him? I’m going to examine him and then he’ll hopefully wake up and we can get confirmation that this is the best course of action to take.” Liam wants to help him. He can barely resist touching Daniel as it is. His cock is hard already, a sign his body is identifying Daniel as a submissive in need of settling.
Liam has worked with enough struggling submissives that he’s got a good handle on controlling his own needs and desires, but Daniel is very alluring. He’s attractive, and even though he needs a bath, he still smells good. There’s a biological pull towards the submissive.
“I’ll go start the paperwork,” the doctor says.
“Who was he assigned to before this?” he asks, double-checking.
“No one. You know where gloves and lube are,” he says. “Thermometer is on the tray. If something is really out of whack, let me know? I’ll be back in a bit.”
“Got it,” Liam says, and Dr. Chang leaves, closing the door behind him.
From this point on, Daniel is his.