I Want A Piggyback Ride

There were fewer cars on the road. And they quickly arrived at the mansion.

Draco dismissed the driver. Riley was still sleeping, and Draco did not want to wake him. He stepped out of the car first, bent down, and slipped an arm on Riley's back and another under his legs.

Draco was about to haul Riley up when the youth stirred. His eyelids shivered open to reveal hazel orbs clouded with confusion.

Leaning backward to scrutinize Draco, whose face was only inches from his, the boy asked, "Huh? What are you doing?"

Draco did not answer the youth's question, however, said, "We're home." He remained bent for a while, staring, captivated by the glowing rings of Riley's pupils, before he pulled his hands away from under Riley and moved his body out of the car, straightening.

Now that the boy had awakened, Draco did not have an excuse to hold and carry Riley in his arms. It would be a lie if he said he was not disappointed. He waited for Riley, stepping back a few feet to give the boy room to get out of the car.

A moment later, an unstable Riley stepped out.

"Why is everything spinning…?" he cried as soon as he was out. One hand was holding his head while the other was clutching the edges of the car door for balance.

In an attempt to get his bearing back, Riley closed his eyes. However, he cannot stop the bout of dizziness. When Riley couldn't take it anymore, he dropped and squatted low on the floor.

Draco immediately approached the boy, concerned.

"Are you alright, Little Riley?"

It took a while for the boy to respond. But when he did, it was not what Draco had expected.

"I want a piggyback ride," the boy demanded. He said this while looking up at Draco with willful eyes, his lips puckered in a pout.

Draco's eyebrows raised in surprise. And he could not react in time before the boy insisted again. This time firmer and louder.

"I want a piggyback ride!"

Riley was like a kid in a tantrum. Draco almost snorted with laughter at the boy's stubborn insistence. But he held it in. He was afraid that with Riley's current assertiveness, he would not take kindly to his amusement.

Clearing his throat and glancing away to hide his smile, Draco squatted down to Riley's level. 

"You're drunk and want a piggyback?" he asked with such guile. He could surely fool anyone, especially the befuddled Riley.

Riley wrinkled his face before giving his denial. "No."

"No? You don't want a piggyback?" Draco clarified, pretending to get confused over Riley's answer. However, he could barely stop his lips from curling. 

"Yes!" With his eyes flashing, Riley answered through gritted teeth.

This time, Draco could no longer control the snort that came out. 

Riley is so adorable when drunk. Draco had long found out that he loved teasing Riley. The man likes seeing the varying emotions that play on the boy's face. Petulance, stubbornness, shyness, even anger, he craves more of those.

The sound of laughter did not go unnoticed by Riley. His eyes widened in realization before he accused, "You're doing it on purpose! You're mean!" Then he gave Draco a scornful look.

Draco was starting to think if he had gone overboard after he saw Riley lower his head dejectedly between his knees, then started playing with shoe laces, when he heard the boy say, "I'm not drunk, you know. And I want a piggyback ride. When I was still a kid, I was jealous of my friends when their fathers came to pick them up from school and give them piggyback rides. My father never fetches me from school nor gave me a ride in his back." 

The boy was pouting, looking pitiful.

Draco felt his heart constricted after hearing Riley's revelation. Though it had been years, the boy must have carried the longing to experience what he never had during his childhood years. He could picture Little Riley standing alone at the school gate as he stared with yearning at his friends and their fathers. 

Again, Draco wondered how Riley remained optimistic and bright after his not-so-happy childhood.

After letting out a heavy sigh, Draco turned around. His back was towards Riley, still squatting. He glanced back at the boy and declared, "Okay. Come on. Our Little Riley should at least experience it once, right? Come, I will give you a piggyback ride."

The boy's head instantly snapped, and his eyes brightened. 

"Really? You would?"

"Yes. Get on my back now. "

"Yehey!"

Riley looked so happy.

Draco's hands reached towards the back, prepared to catch the boy.

It was a ridiculous situation, but Draco smiled in spite of himself. Riley is just so cute when drunk.

However, Draco momentarily forgot the fact that drunk Riley was overzealous. He almost fell face down when Riley unexpectedly jumped on his back with too much force. Fortunately, Draco used his hand in time to brace their fall. But as a result, he grazed his palm.

Grunting in pain, Draco wanted to admonish the rash boy. But he did not get to voice it out before Riley's arms wound around his neck, pressing his cheeks on and nuzzling his neck.

Fine, Draco had to admit. Maybe this was not a bad idea after all. After tilting his head a little to his right, Draco's cheeks touched that of Riley's. His eyes closed involuntarily, moving his face closer to rub Riley's baby-smooth skin. He remained like that for a while without moving, just savoring the sensation of being close to Riley.

It must have taken too long it finally got Riley impatient. He bounced a few times and started to complain. "Why are we not moving yet? Don't tell me you suddenly changed your mind. You can't, okay? You already gave your word! I won't get off your back."

True to his words, the rascal tightened his arms around Draco. Even if Draco did decide to refuse the boy's request now, it would be hard to get him off his back.

"I did not. Stop squirming," Draco replied in exasperation.

Riley was very unreserved due to the toxin in his system. He says and does everything he would not normally do due to his innate decency. Draco was very clear about that now.

Straitening his legs, Drago took hold of the boy's thighs and pinned them on his hips. He adjusted Riley's position a few times before he got satisfied and began to walk towards the door leading to the main house.

But Draco had only taken a few steps when Riley protested. The boy rocked his body to get his message, speaking beside his ear. "No! Not there. Walk around the back."

The slave Draco, had no choice but to change direction, heading to the back of the house connected to the indoor garden.

Then out of the blue, something wet and soft touched Draco's chin, followed by a smooching sound. It was brief, but it was enough to make his steps falter. After that, he heard Riley whisper a sweet thank you.

His breath that hit Draco's skin was like feathers tickling his senses. Tickling, all the way down to his wildly beating heart.