Murphy calls 10k into his throne room. The kid has been complying well with his demands lately, so Murphy thinks he deserves a reward. When 10k gets to the room, he stands in front of the throne. Murphy smiles and says a "hello" to him.
"What do you want?" 10k asks.
"Straight to the point. I like it," Murphy says, getting up and walking around his throne chair. "Well, Thomas—"
"Not my name," 10k says.
"Thomas," Murphy says, ignoring his statement. "You've been doing such a good job lately that I've decided you should get a reward." Silence. No thanks, no wow. Nothing. "Follow me," he says, waving a hand for 10k to follow. 'Ungrateful. He'll be grateful for this. I'm sure,' Murphy thinks as he walks into his study, followed by 10k, who's like a little puppy trailing after its owner.
"Sit," Murphy says, gesturing to the chair across from him. "Oh, don't be shy. Sit down." Murphy walks over and closes the door and the room. When he turns around, 10k is still standing. "Sit, please," Murphy says in a bit of an annoyed tone as he takes a seat in the chair in front of 10k's. 10k eyes him before going to rest his gun on the wall behind the chair and sitting on the chair across from Murphy. 10k glances over to the closed door nervously. "Relax, kid. I'm not gonna kill you," he chuckles. 10k whips his head back at Murphy with wide eyes. "I'm joking. It's a joke—you've gotta learn what sarcasm and jokes are, kid." 10k continues to glare at him unamused. "That's not why I had you come here." He shakes his head, readjusting himself in the seat. "No, I had you come here because I'm giving you a reward." Murphy smiles.
"I don't want it," 10k says.
"You might after hearing what I have to offer," Murphy shrugs. 10k shuts up and lets the multicolored man speak. Murphy reaches into his jacket and pulls something out. It's a silver needle with some yellow/green liquid inside. 10k looks at it but says nothing.
"You're probably wondering what this is, aren't you?" Murphy asks. 10k doesn't nod nor shake his head. Murphy can read his thoughts anyway. "It's a vaccine." He holds it out in the palm of his hand. "For you." Murphy grins. He looks down at the needle before looking back up to 10k. "You can have it. You can have your old life back. All you need to do is take it and inject yourself. Simple. It's as easy as that," Murphy says with a chuckle. 10k still doesn't say anything, but he does turn his head to look at the needle on the table. He picks it up and holds it to his left arm. He wants so to inject himself, but this could make him worse. He could have less control over his already useless body as it is. He puts down the needle. Murphy seems pleased. He smiles at 10k with much love. "Good boy, Thomas." Murphy lifts up a hand to touch 10k's face. His thumb caresses his cheek.
10ks eyes stare at the thumb before flicking up to look at Murphy's face. "You've always been such a good boy for me, haven't you?" Murphy says, not meeting his eyes but looking at 10k's lips instead. The thought makes his heart jump. In a good way? 10k doesn't know.
Murphy brushes his thumb against the skin again. "You don't need to be afraid anymore. I'll take care of you, Thomas, as long as you need me to. As long as you're a good boy to me, that is," Murphy says. 10k nods. "I'll be your good boy. Please keep me safe," 10k says, feeling odd. His mind...it feels different. All the hatred he had towards Murphy in the beginning is almost not there anymore. It's...it's like it's been replaced. He doesn't hate Murphy; he appreciates him and what he's done for him. He saved him from that sinking submarine when he didn't have to. He owes his life to Murphy.
"Come here, Thomas. Get on your knees for me," Murphy says, still staring at his lips. 10k nods and gets up from his chair to kneel in front of Murphy. Murphy places his hand on the table as he wants his sniper to do what was asked of him. When 10k gets to the ground, he kneels in front of Murphy with his hands resting on his thighs. His savior. "Good boy, Thomas. You listen to be so well," Murphy praises. 10k likes this feeling. He likes being told that he's doing a good job. "I have a challenge for you. Think you're up for it?" he asks, making direct eye contact with 10k. 10k looks up and nods with determination in his eyes. "Have you ever given someone head before?" He asks. 10k furrows his brow in confusion. "You know, sucked someone off?" 10k still isn't getting it. "Sucked a dick. I don't know how I can make it clearer than that," Murphy says, a little impatient. 10k's eyes widen. "No," he says softly. "No?" Murphy asks.
"Haven't done it before," 10k mumbles out softly. Murphy smirks. 'He's embarrassed, but it's so cute,' he thinks.
"It's not that difficult. All you have to do is put your mouth on it and have fun. Do mind your teeth, though," Murphy says. 10k's heart is beginning to race in his chest again. "Hey, don't worry your pretty little head about it," Murphy says, undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. "You'll do great. I just know it. You're a quick learner, after all." Once Murphy has his dick out of his pants, he readjusts himself in the chair. "Come closer," he commands. 10k inches closer, placing his hands on Murphy's thighs for support. "Suck." 10k leans in, and the kitten licks the tip. Murphy lets out a soft breath before leaning an arm back onto the table. 10k continues to lick the tip like a lollipop while keeping his hands on Murphy's thighs. "You know," Murphy starts, a tiny bit breathless. "You can put more of it into your mouth." 10k looks up at him with confusion written all over his face. "Put your mouth on it." 10k puts his lips on the tip. "Open," Murphy commands. 10k opens his mouth. Murphy grabs the back of his head and gently pushes on it. The dick goes into 10ks mouth deeper until he gags.
Murphy smirks. "There. Move your mouth around that." It's about halfway in, but that's far enough for 10k's first time. "Move your tongue around more." Murphy tilts his head back as 10k moves his mouth up and down the dick. 'The kid is no expert, but for his first time. He's not that bad,' Murphy thinks. As Murphy said earlier, 10k continues this action of bobbing his head back and forth until he gets to use his tongue. He moves it from side to side on the underside of the shift. Murphy lets out a groan. "There you go, my sniper. Hah... damn. You're not doing too bad at all. Little less teeth, but not bad," Murphy groans out.
10k takes this praise and goes a bit faster. He tests his gag reflex again but goes back to what he was doing before. His eyes water, so he can't really see Murphy's face, even though he really wants to see itright now.
Murphy, with a hand still on 19k's head, pushes on his head a little more as he gets closer to his climax. "Hah, Thomas," Murphy moans. He looks down at the boy and soaks in the image before him. At times like these, he wishes he had a camera. His eyes are watery, and his face is flushed, but he's still trying his best to look at him. It's really adorable. Murphy appreciates the effort. "I'm getting close," Murphy says, breathlessly. 10k doesn't stop. Murphy doesn't either. When he cums, it's all into 10k's mouth. Murphy, realizing what he's done, freaks out and pulls his dick out. "Shit, sorry. Hol..." Murphy looks down at 10k, who has a loaf of cum in his hand. 'He doesn't swallow. Noted,' Murphy thinks.
He gets some tissues and helps clean up 10k the best he can. Once those are thrown away, Murphy sits back down in his chair. 10k is still kneeling on the floor. "You did so good for me, Thomas," Murphy praises. 10k looks up at him with slightly puffy eyes. "Good boys deserve rewards, right? You're a good boy, right, Thomas?" Murphy asks. 10k nods. "I am a good boy." Murphy pats him on the head. "Give me your neck." Murphy pulls out a collar and puts it on 10k. "So everyone knows that you're mine."
"I'm yours?" 10k asks. Murphy nods and leans down to give him a kiss. "All mine."