Six

Blue huffed and puffed trying to keep up with Miranda and Carl. they were jogging around the estate and Blue had to say they were exercise freaks.

"Come on, Blue… are you already tired?" Mira taunted, playfully and smiled at the younger man.

" Yeah, Blue. you have got to keep in shape, little bean." Carl added.

See what he meant, they had been jogging for more than thirty minutes and the two were not tired a bit.

What the hell were they made of?...

Blue came to a halt, breathing heavily, and tried to catch his breath. he wasn't a fan of exercises, never had to do them once in his life.

" I can't… can't anymore." he gasped, Carl walked over to him and gave him a bottle of water and as soon as he got his hand on it, he hurriedly opened the cap and drank greedily.

" Wow, slow down, baby bean or you'll choke."

Miranda sighed and stopped jogging.

" You humans are so damn weak." Blue was too busy drinking like a caveman to pay attention to her words.

" Miranda, I think it's a baby bean thing." Carl pointed out, amused.

Blue finished the water and gave the empty bottle to Carl, his legs were feeling kind of dead and so he reached down and massaged his knee cap.

Carl sighed and knelt in front of Blue with his back facing him.

"What are you doing?" he asked, although he had an inkling of what the man was up to.

" Get on my back, your legs are dead and you won't be able to make it back," Carl explained, reasonably.

" Uhh… I think I can do…"

" Get on his damn back, Mr. Ivan. this is part of his duties as your manager." Miranda pointed out, Blue blushed, and after a second of a pep talk, and he was so embarrassed as Carl piggybacked him.

He felt like a toddler and he hid his face in the man's shoulder to hide his embarrassment.

" What do you eat, Blue? You don't weigh anything." Carl said, amused. Blue frowned at the man and playfully bit his left ear, making him yelp.

If he didn't have a good grip on Blue, he would have fallen.

" Hmph… I love my body the way it is and I did not ask you to carry me."

Miranda chuckled, the boy was indeed cute as Drake had described, but apart from this factor, she couldn't see any good reason why Drake would go into a life binding contract with him.

She didn't smell any unique scent on him, she just wondered what Drake was up to now.

**********

Carl had never been so proud of his 'protege' as he watched Blue own the photoshoot and charmed everyone off their feet.

His initial thought was that the boy would use his innocent look to hook in everyone, but the baby bean turned into such a fox on stage.

Appealing, creative, and passionate- that was the look he was selling to the media.

The photographer couldn't get enough of him and have taken over 200 pictures. it seemed as if everything was working in his favor, lights, cameras, and scenery.

Carl was sure that Blue was the next big thing in the movie industry.

The photographer called for a time-out, so he could do a little bit of editing.

Carl walked up to Blue and he could sense how tired the man was, although he had a joyful look on his face.

" You did well, today." he praised the boy and handed him a bottle of pineapple juice.

"Thank you, Carl. you are the best." Blue grinned at the man, before drinking his juice. Carl chuckled. After he finished the drink, he handed the empty bottle to Carl who tossed it in a bin by his side.

Blue was feeling so thirsty and hungry, but he didn't want to whine, and instead he showed that he was a professional in front of these people and he didn't come to play.

He was selling an image, his image to the public and that meant from the way he talked to the way he dressed should be proper and befitting of his image.

" Don't worry, when you're done. I'll take you to RealStone and you can get delicious ice creams and snacks." Carl promised, Blue resisted jumping for joy and the way he was beaming gave Carl a clue of how excited the boy is.

" Okay, sweetheart, are you ready for my camera?" Juno Smith, the photographer asked in excitement as he walked up to them.

He had never seen someone so exquisite and beautiful, and so he wanted to capture more and more of his photos.

If the boy was willing, he could easily be the next top model.

**********

Blue had never felt so exhausted in his life, and most importantly, happy. it finally felt as if his life was starting, not when he worked for that bastard in that entertainment company and he always gave excuses not to give Blue a chance.

Just hanging out with Carl for a day, he had met so many well-connected people who found him promising and talked about bringing him on board for brands and stuff.

Carl rejected the offers, although the offers were great. His reason was that he wanted Blue to build up a start as an actor, before delving into other parts of the entertainment world.

If those modeling brands took him on, he will be boxed as a model by the entertainment world, and opportunities in the acting world would be rare.

Blue had put on beauty organic products on his skin and a face mask, in courtesy of Carl who said that he wanted Blue's skin to glow and his pores to be free but Blue knew he was just trying to initiate him in his beauty product obsession.

He was about to take a nap in the hammock in his room when Carl walked in smiling like crazy.

" Blue, I knew you were pretty amazing, and guess everyone else knows it too."

Taylor was confused at what he meant until Carl showed him his phone. on the screen was, Juno Smiths, social media page and he had uploaded a photo of Blue during his photo shoot with the caption...

" It's a Blue feeling." and there were over a million likes and thousands of comments asking about who he is, complimenting his features and asking for his social media handle.

" Oh, my gosh! " Blue gasped in shock. Carl laughed.

" Oh, my gosh. Carl, there are over a million likes and views."

" That's just the tip of the iceberg, Blue. Let's go open your official social media handle," he said, Blue jumped in joy and dived the older man and they tumbled down the ground.

Carl burst into laughter, how could this little boy make him lose his balance? Blue was going to be fresh air in all their lives.

***********

" Do you like how I hold you, Blue?" Drake whispered, softly in the boy's ear.

Blue was under him and the man has been caressing all over his body, sensually.

" Yes, yes Drake… please, kiss me." he pleaded, more like whining. Drake teasingly kissed down the boy's shoulder to his nape, earning a moan from the younger man.

" Please… please, please Drake." Blue didn't know what he was begging for, but he needed it so badly. Drake stroked the boy's thigh, it was smooth and pale… so sexy.

He ground his hips into Blue's and the younger let out a wanton moan.

" Drake…" he whined, eyes blurry with tears.

Drake wiped a stray tear with his thumb and he leaned closer to Blue's lips and as soon as Drake's lips brushed Blue's own, the younger woke up panting.

He looked around and he was alone, in his room. it had all been a dream, why did it feel so real? he touched his lips and he could still feel the hotness of Drake's breath.

Why did he have such a dream about Drake?

He blushed and looked under the bedsheets to see that he had ejaculated all over the bed and sheets. What was he, a teenager?....

If this became a thing, then he had a huge problem.

********

Drake opened his eyes and sighed. what the hell had that been? had the boy pulled him into his dream?

Fuck! the way he pleaded and begged, he almost took him… the younger man was just so enticing.

" Fuck man, turn off that horny pheromone of yours. what the fuck?" One of his cellmates and friend, Theodore Riggs said in disgust.

It had been a long time, more like never since Drake let his heroes out like that.

" Am sorry, dude… just thinking." Drake switched off his pheromones.

Castel chuckled. "is it about, dear little Blue?"

Drake glared at him and although Castel knew he was asking for a beating, he didn't back off.

" That's your human muse, isn't it?"

" Drop it, Castel. not another word from you."

Theodore and Troy, his twin brother all looked shocked at Drake, using his command out of anger.

Castel smirked. He had finally seen something worth riling the man and maybe, Drake could finally battle him seriously if he used the human.

Drake didn't know why he wanted to keep the existence of the boy to himself. He didn't want the others to see him and he had the urge to cage him.

He guessed it was finally time to go home and welcome his little kitty.