~~~This chapter contains sex. Please do be warned. I don't want to get in trouble because you ignored this warning~~

Jack helped Rhys into the car, his breath a little labored. When the CEO got in his side of the car he slammed the door and sped off.

"Jack why didn't you just fuck me in the back seat?" Rhys questioned, his eyes away from the older male.

"Because you're a virgin. If this wasn't your first time I wouldn't have hesitated to bend you over that restaurant table." Jack commented, his eyes on the road. Rhys gulped audibly.

"That's really considerate of you, sir." Rhys said.

"And I'm gonna take it slow on you, this time. Is that okay?" Jack asked.

"Yeah that's fine.. But Umm..." Rhys hesitated to ask what was on his mind.

"Yes, pumpkin?"

"Are we officially... Together and are you going to bond with me?" Rhys looked up at Jack for the first time in the conversation. He didn't think he has been avoiding Jack's gaze this whole time.

"Kiddo. I already told you that I'm taking a liking to you, so if you'll take an old man like me, of course I'll bond with you." Jack smiled. The car screeched into the driveway. "We'll get your stuff out of the car in the morning. Let's go, kitten."

Rhys didn't hesitate to get out of the car. He scampered up to the porch as Jack locked the car.

Jack rushed Rhys inside. Rhys quickly took his shoes off once he saw Jack do so. Jack smiled, showing him to the bedroom.

Rhys paused briefly to gaze upon the room. Candles placed around the room, the smell of Cashmere swirling around them.

"Did you plan this?" Rhys questioned.

"No, but I was hoping you'd at least share my bed with me tonight so I cleaned up and lit candles." Jack smiled nervously.

"It smells really nice. I appreciate the effort." Rhys purred, wrapping his arms around Jack's neck.

"Aww, I really try, Kitten." Jack took Rhys's lips against his. The auburn haired male's lips glided together with Jack's. Everything felt right. The touches were like fire.

Jack lead Rhys over to the bed, gently sitting him on the silk comforter. The thought of being inexperienced ran through Rhys's mind.

"Sir..." Rhys muttered.

"Yeah, Kitten. Are you okay?" The Dominant immediately backed off. "Am I hurting you?"

"No... I'm just... Nervous? What if I mess up?" Rhys gulped, his hands pulling Jack back over him.

"Then we'll make sure to fix it next time," Jack said. His fingers ran down Rhys's neck. The auburn haired male was put to ease by the statement and melted his lips into deep kisses.

Jack put a hand on Rhys's chest, warning him before he pulled away. Their lips disconnected. The CEO moved the hybrid up to the pillows and started to undress him. First came off the pink sheer crop top. Jack laid lingering kisses on the other male's tanned chest.

"You are so beautiful," The brunette muttered against the slightly tanned skin.

His kisses moved further, down to the hem of his pants. He made sure to kiss every inch of skin available to him. Jack peeled the sunflower leggings off of Rhys's skinny legs. Plain black panties were revealed, Rhys's cock was half hard in the silk confines. Jack smirked. Rhys was wearing pastel pink knee high socks. They were covered by his leggings earlier that evening. Jack ran his nose over the slight bulge in Rhys's panties. The younger's breath hitched in his throat. Rhys pulled at Jack's shirt.

"It not fair..." The younger pouted.

"What?" Jack asked, his tongue running up the fabric.

"You have all your clothes on still," Rhys pouted.

"This is more about you than me. I wanna take care of you first, Kitten," Jack removed his shirt to ease Rhys's mind. This wasn't Jack's first time, he wanted Rhys as comfortable as possible.

Rhys's fingers threaded into Jack's hair. The brunette pulled Rhys's underwear down, fully engulfing the cock in a matter or seconds. The Bengal boy threw his head back and held in a moan as he arched his lithe back. Jack sucked him to complete arousal. Rhys's mouth hung open, soft whimpers of pleasure leaving his throat. The CEO pulled Rhys's panties down and discarded them somewhere on the floor. Jack then pulled back and started to removed his pants, leaving his boxers on as a sort of restraint until the boy was completely ready. Jack rummaged through his dresser drawer for a moment. He felt triumphant when he found the blue see through bottle.

"What is that?" Rhys asked, looking confused when the bottle came into his eye sight.

"It's lube, Honey. It won't hurt you. It's actually gonna make you feel really good," Jack assured him.

The CEO popped the lid of the lube and lathered his fingers with it generously. He circled Rhys's entrance teasingly. The cat boy arched his back.

"COLD!" He shrieked, his body shuttering.

"It'll warm up lovely. I promise. I need to prepare you so it hurts less," Jack pushed a finger into Rhys's virgin hole. He kissed the younger to distract him from the pain. None the less Rhys winced at the movement. It was such a foreign feeling to him. Jack thrusted his finger in and out until Rhys was pushing down on it. He added the second a bit slower. Rhys's hybrid instincts started to kick in and the pain was dissipating a lot faster now. He was riding Jack's fingers, egging him on. Jack stretched him open, his hormones raging.

"Sir, I need you now... I need you inside me. Please," Rhys was begging him. His loins were on fire and his cock was ready to burst. Jack wasn't going to deny the boy but he had to make sure.

"Alright. If you get to uncomfortable, yellow is slow down and stop. Red is pull out of me now. Repeat that to me," Jack put his clean hand on Rhys's face.

"Yellow is slow down and stop. Red is pull out of me now. Please Jack. I can't hold back any longer. I need you," Rhys whined his hips moving back and forth. Jack immediately removed his boxers. He reached over to the night stand and grabbed a condom. Jack knew how fertile hybrids could be even outside of their heat, he wasn't taking any chances. Not this early in the relationship.

Jack placed the condom on himself and lined up with Rhys's ready entrance. He pressed in the head of his cock first. Rhys moaned out like a whore and it went straight to Jack's dick. Jack balanced himself over Rhys, his arms on either side of his head. He pushed in slowly. Rhys's hands went to Jack's back, scratching lightly. Once fully inside of Rhys, Jack kissed the hybrid's lips. He pulled back, only leaving the head inside of the younger boy. He slammed back in and Rhys saw stars, his lips disconnect from Jack's and a pleasure filled scream ripped from his throat.

"God, Sir, you feel so good. So big inside me. So full. Ahh~!" Rhys moaned, his nails raking Jack's back as the elder set an erratic but overall gentle pace. He wasn't going to hurt the boy.

"You're all tight. And all wet, for me?"

"Only for you, sir. Own me," Jack wanted to seal their bond but he was hesitant. Taking Rhys's virginity was one thing and he certainly did want to bind with him after only knowing him a short while. He knows what he said in the car but to official bind is so... final. The last time he bound with someone, it didn't go well. He has held off from binding so long. He became cynical of the whole binding process because what's the point or binding if they're just going to leave you anyway?

"I will Rhys. I want to own you," Jack muttered against Rhys's collarbone, his eyes peered to the connection of his neck and his shoulder, the place where couples bind themselves forever. Rhys was pushing back on Jack's thrusts. His moans could tear down the house if the boy wanted. Jack liked hearing the pleasure from his partners.

Minutes of thrusting pasted. Moans and the smell of sex in the air. Jack was still thrusting erratically but his movements were more harsh. Rhys's nails were embedded in his back.

"Sir... I need to cum. May I?" Rhys asked, his eyes full of lust and wonder

"Of course, Kitten," Jack said, feeling on the brink himself. Jack started to thrust harder but with more precision, finding that bundle of nerves inside of Rhys. He hit it twice and Rhys only saw white, strings of white covered his chest and a little hit Jack's face. Jack came quickly after, filling the condom. Rhys held Jack in place until he was soft. The male pulled out, tied the condom, and threw it in the bin.

Rhys collapsed among the soft bedspread. Jack joined him by his side. They cuddled close and Jack pulled the blanket to their shoulders.

"Goodnight, Kitten."

"Goodnight, Sir."