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Sugar Daddy Matt - Pt. 2

Sugar daddy matt pt 2, Taliesin moves in, a little bit of heart to heart chatting. Get to the more serious stuff in the next part. :3 What are you guys wanting? Whump? Fluff? FriendtoLovers? 3some with Liam? Should we introduce any more of the cast?

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3100+ words

Taliesin sits on his bed, the bare mattress and spring groan softly. He had managed to sell the bed frame and mattress to the person moving in behind him. A sweet bright-eyed college student and excited about their first big studio to themselves. He wishes them the best of luck. There is a honk out front so Taliesin stands and picks up the bag from the floor, grabbing his quilt sheets that he has folded up on the foot of the bed from last night. A knock comes to the door. “Come in!”

Before Taliesin finishes his words, the front door opens, Liam letting himself into the apartment. “Hey, hey.” He grins, a little scruff on his face and in a blue Disney sweatshirt.

“It’s at least 80 out there,” Taliesin says as he carries the bedding over to set it on top of his boxes. He had about 5 boxes, his backpack and duffle bag, and suitcase. A lot of his stuff, like dishes and towels, he’d gotten rid of in one way or another. He’d been texting Matt on and off all week and the younger man insisted he didn’t need to bring along plates and washcloths.

“Yeah, and I’m not going to risk getting cold.” Liam laughs.

The door opens again, Matt appearing now and glancing around. “We got boxes to move?”

Taliesin feels a fluttery tightness in his chest when he sees Matt, it’s the first-time sense meeting nearly a week ago. “Ah. Yeah I’ve got a few things.” He can feel the smile on his face that will almost always appear even when he doesn’t feel as happy as he looks. He isn’t sure what he’s feeling now.

Matt steps into the place and looks the pile over. “We should be able to get all this in one go with both cars. I can lay my seats down and put them in the big boxes in mine?”

“Sounds good,” Taliesin starts picking up the nearest box.

“Liam, get the bags and put them in Taliesin’s car,” Matt says as he carries a box marked ‘shelf’ outside.

Taliesin locks up the front door and drop the keys into the mailbox atop some junk mail.

“All ready?” Matt is at the bottom of the porch steps and gives Taliesin a reassuring smile.

Glancing around he knows there is nothing to forget. There was nothing left here. “Yeah guess so.”

Matt holds a hand out to Taliesin. It’s a surprise but Tal tries to take it in stride. He enjoys the affection and Matt has soft hands anyway.

“Just follow us, we will be slow for you but I sent you the address in case you get lost.” Matt squeezes the hand.

Taliesin laughs, “I’ll be alright. I’m sure I can find your place.”

“I can just ride with him,” Liam slides up behind Tal and lays his chin on the man’s shoulder, “I’ll act like his living GPS.”

Laughing Matt nods. “Sure, I’ll see you two there.”

“We’re probably going to stop to get something to eat. Do you want anything?” Liam asks as he and Taliesin head for the car.

“No, I’ll probably have something delivered. Don’t take too long you two, we have to unpack all of this,” Matt calls before closing his car door.

Liam smiles giddily to Taliesin as he plops down into the passenger seat. “So?”

“What?” Taliesin wasn’t sure what Liam wanted.

“Are you excited? Nervous?”

“I’m not thinking about it. Seatbelt.”

Liam puts his seat belt on. “Why not?”

“If I think about it too much I might come to my senses and back out.”

“Are you scared?”

“No. I’m nervous.”

“Are you excited at all?”

Taliesin shrugs one shoulder, “Maybe a little,” He keeps his eyes firmly on the road and Matt’s bumper.

“He’s not that bad.” Liam assures.

“He seems fine. Young.”

“Yeah. Does that bother you?”

“I …don’t know.”

Liam leans over and pets his friend’s leg over the jeans. “I really hope this helps you some.”

“It already has, I’ve got a place to stay. Thank you.” He leans over and pecks the top of the boy’s head.

“Mm, thank me with Chipotle,” Liam returns the kiss to the other’s jaw.

“So…what does he do?” Taliesin scoops up another mouthful or burrito from his bowl.

“Like as a job?” Liam is doing the same.

“Yeah. You’ve made it very clear he has money? But he is a lot younger than I thought he’d be.”

Liam chews in thought a moment. “Well for one thing he does come from money. But he does have a job. He has this big office in house that he will disappear into for hours or …days.”

“What does he do though?”

“Not sure really. He has a fancy art degree? But I don’t know where the money comes from.”

“That’s weird,” Taliesin mumbles before taking another bite. “So, I read his papers he gave me but tell me what he’s like. In a scene I mean. How is he?”

“Oh geez,” Liam laughs. “He isn’t bad not at all. But he can be a lot. When he’s doing a scene, it can be exhausting. You got to work like a machine. Like a prized show dog. He likes to push.” Liam takes a quick drink. “Don’t be nervous on the pause or safe words. He will make sure to tell you that he wants to test boundaries.”

Taliesin pauses and cocks an eyebrow at Liam.

“He’s a lot. But he’s respectful. He’s a good dom, a sweet guy,” Liam admits, “I think he’s got the qualities I’d want in a personal dom.”

“What traits don’t you want?”

Liam sighs, “I don’t think I’m ready for that. He’s there when I need him, and he helps me with anything. Whether that’s learning how to rise dough together or when he basically canned my grade back into shape to save my scholarship.”

“Wait. When did your grades drop?” Taliesin frowns at Liam.

Liam huffs, “They’re fine! Now.“ He takes another big bite and looks away with a very cute pout. "Anyway-,” Liam says, “Matt is good. I really can’t complain. Like..maybe he could hit a little less hard but-,” He shrugs.

“But maybe you could behave?” Taliesin laughs at the indigent look the boy gives him.

Taliesin is hanging his clothes up in his new closet. New. Walk-in….closet. looking at the empty shelves and rack made him crave to fill them.

“I always love these beds,” Liam groans from out in the room.

Taliesin sets his leather boots on a shelf before coming out with the empty clothing tote. “Making a mess of my bed already.” Taliesin smirks at Liam sprawled out on his bed. His new huge queen bed. The style of the room, and the whole condo for that matter, has a very retro, midcentury modern look.

Taste aside, it’s beautiful.

Taliesin sits down beside Liam on the bed. “Thanks for your help unpacking.”

“Course. I didn’t know what to do with your bedding? It doesn’t fit this bed.”

Taliesin looks at the neat pile of sheets and his quilt at the foot of the bed. “Well, Matt was nice enough to dress this bed already so…I guess I don’t need them.”

“Nice enough?”

Taliesin startles and turns to see Matt standing at the doorway. His socks had masked his arrival. But he is smiling so Taliesin relaxes.

“Was I supposed to give you an empty room? No. I am supposed to be taking good care of you,” Matt coos and moves into the room towards the bed.

Taliesin feels his nerves spike as Matt comes over. He isn’t sure if their arrangement has begun or not. Part of him thinks not and another part does. He is in Matt’s home now after all.

Matt just runs his hand through Tal’s hair as he passes by to go bother Liam. Taliesin can feel a shiver down his neck as Matt leaves his view.

Matt grabs Liam by the ankles and drags him closer. “Come here you.”

Liam laughs and lets himself be drug. “Yesum?”

“Should you be here being lazy right now?” Matt rubs Liam’s thighs over his jeans, the boy resting his ankles on his shoulders.

“Mmmm, no. I should go do homework.”

“Yes, you should,” Matt smacks Liam on the ass.

Liam groans and sags dramatically into the bed. “Ugh. Fine. Maaaaatt?”

“Yeeees, Liam?”

“Will you get me an Uber? The bus is so sloooow.” Liam bats his eyes up at Matt.

As Matt is humming and hawing playfully Taliesin watches them with a smile. They were cute. It was good to see Matt being so good and sweet to Liam.

“Fine. But you’ll actually send me proof you’re doing homework and not just taking a nap.”

Liam scowls. “Well. Fine.” He gets another swat from Matt that makes him squawk and roll off the bed to his feet. “Stop that! I said I would.”

Matt chuckles. “Stop pouting so much.” Matt sits on the bed with his phone to get the Uber.

Liam puts on his tennis shoes and comes over to Taliesin. “I’ll come back later. I’m here all the time.”

“My loveable little leach,” Matt mumbles.

Liam snickers. “Tal! You got to convince Matt to come to the club. He never wants to go out anywhere. Okay?”

“I’ll do my best,” Taliesin assures letting Liam take his hands and dance around in front of him. Taliesin dances where he is sitting as he and Liam hum miss-match and out-of-tune songs.

“Liam, do you have all your stuff?”

Liam stops his bouncing but still swings his arms with Taliesin. “I didn’t really bring anything. Why?”

“I’m going to need to have the night with Taliesin, so no showing up saying you forgot your phone charger and then staying the night.”

Liam nods, “Oh alright, well I’ll get my things together.”

“Liam,” Matt stops him. “Kisses?”

Liam swings around and puts his arms around Matt’s neck and peppers the man’s jaw in some soft kisses. “Thank you for the ride,” Liam pecks Matt before pulling away. He gives Tal’s cheek a quick kiss as well as he leaves. “Have a good evening. I’ll talk to you later.”

Taliesin hates the ominousness of that statement. Would he talk to Liam tonight? What was he going to be doing tonight? As he watches Liam head down the hall and leave him here alone with Matt Taliesin feels a spike of nervous energy.

“You got everything put away?” Matt is looking around the room. There wasn’t much stuff. He saw a hefty laptop covered in a thick layer of stickers sitting on the desk, the book case had a decent number of books and knickknacks.

“Yeah, I think so. I’ll need to put the old linens away,” Taliesin grabs his sheets as he gets up, leaving the quilt behind. He takes it to the closet and sets it on one of the empty shelves.

“Do you like the room?”

Taliesin laughs. “Can’t say It is what I expected,” He closes the closet door as he comes back out. “There is a balcony.”

“A small one.”

“I can stand on it.”

“If you couldn’t that’s just a ledge,” Matt is looking a small ceramic cat which he realizes is an incense burner.

“My apartment didn’t even have a ledge. If it had I would have jumped off.” Taliesin laughs.

“Hey,” Matt cuts in with a stern tone, “None of that.”

Taliesin is startled and stares at Matt quietly.

Matt scowls at Taliesin, one hand on his hip. “That isn’t funny Taliesin.”

Taliesin finds his voice, “It’s alright. It was really just a joke.“

"No. It isn’t alright. I do not want to hear you making jokes like that anymore. They aren’t funny and they worry me.”

Taliesin must commend Matt on his very impressive commanding voice. “Alright,” he gives a small nod.

“Thank you,” Matt leaves the bookshelf and comes over. “Do you like your hair played with?”

Taliesin must look up when Matt gets close. “It’s nice.”

“When I ask a question, I want a clear yes or no answer.” Matt raises his brow as he is studying Taliesin. He was interested to see how the older man handles simple commands.

Taliesin is trying to get a grip on his thoughts. Matt looks expectant. 'Don’t say anything dumb. Just answer the question.’

“Yes.” Taliesin nods. “Yes. Yeah. I like it when people play with my hair.”

Matt beams and reaches up, running his fingers through Taliesin’s hair. “Alright that’s good. It looks so soft.” He rubs his thumb over the side. “What is this hairstyle?”

Taliesin coughs before speaking, not trusting his voice now. “It used to be a mohawk. It’s pretty grown out at the moment.”

“A mohawk?” Matt is surprised. “I’d like to see that.” He pets Taliesin again but sees that he really wasn’t relaxing so he stops.  “Well I was thinking we could make tacos for dinner, together.”

“Tacos sound great yeah,” he agrees, following Matt out of the room and down stairs to the kitchen. The kitchen is like the rest of the house with an open plan of white and wood with the midcentury look. Big white counter tops, wooden and glass cabinets, and stainless-steel fixtures. 

“How are you with a knife?" 

"For dicing? Not really,” Taliesin holds his hands up, letting the slight tremor that goes through them shake them.

Matt’s brow creases, “is this what the medicine is for?” He takes Taliesin’s hands into his, watching the gentle shaking.

“Some of it,” Taliesin watches Matt, the softness in his expression when he was genuinely concerned. 

Matt’s thumbs knead down into Taliesin’s palms. “Did you take your medicine this morning?”

“Yeah. It helps but they’re just kind of like that." 

Matt nods and rubs Taliesin’s hands in his for a moment. "Well okay. How about a cheese grater and a skillet?” He smiles at the man now, still holding the hands in his.

“Course, I’m still able cook enough to feed myself." 

Matt gives the hands a final squeeze before stepping away, showing Taliesin where things were in the kitchen. "Yeah? What do you like to cook?”

“Well, it’s been a lot of frozen stuff recently. But I used to enjoy cooking, and I’d make bread." 

"Bread?” Matt begins chopping veggies, keeping an eye on Taliesin as the man readies a skillet and some ground turkey. 

“Yeah. I enjoy making bread. People are impressed by bread and everyone likes fresh bread.”

“I’d be impressed,” Matt laughs.

Taliesin smiles, relaxing as the meat begins to sizzle. "I can make you some bread.“

"That sounds pretty great but you don’t have to.”

That jogs Taliesin’s mind. “Speaking of don’t have to. What do I have to do?”

Matt chuckles. “That was smooth. Smooth transition. It’s eating at you huh?”

“Little bit.”

Matt scrapes the freshly diced tomato into a pile on a large plate. “So tonight, I dont have too much lined up for you. Normally I want you to clean up the kitchen in the evenings. But for tonight we are going to chat and talk about schedule.”

“Alright let’s talk. I want to just get it out of the way and clear the air.”

“Fair enough,” Matt is laughing and working on lettuce. “I you need to be up at a good hour on weekdays. Weekends are fine to sleep in. Let’s say 8. Eat a good breakfast with fruit and grains and all that. There will be specific tasks for each day like laundry or groceries. But there will be a set schedule for your medicine and working out.”

Taliesin groans softly.

Matt looks over. “Oh yeah?”

“When you say work out.”

“You’ll go to my gym and talk to my trainer. It’s a small place and he’s a great guy.”

“I’m really not looking for muscles or something like that.”

“No. Just losing some weight and making sure you’re healthy. I want you healthy. Dont you want to be healthy?”

Taliesin sets the seasoned and cooked meat to the back of the stove. “I feel like thats a loaded question.”

“Well alright then. I still want you to be healthy. The work outs are mandatory.” The stern tone returns to Matt’s voice.

Goosebumps rise on Taliesin’s arms as he moves to his next task of grating cheese. Matt has finished with the chopping and pauses.

“Taliesin.”

“Yeah?” The man asks while watching a pile of bright yellow curls forming.

“Look at me.”

Taliesin lifts his head with his hands stilling on the grater and cheese block. His gut clenches at the expression on Matt’s face. One eyebrow raised and giving him a very unimpressed look.

“That is strike two for tonight. We’ve talked about looking at me when we speak. Right?”

“I was just-”

“Right?” Matt cuts him off.

Taliesin shifts nervously and nods. “Right.” There is a moment before Taliesin manages. “Sorry.”

“Thankyou. As I was saying the workouts are mandatory. Understood?”

“Yeah. But what do you mean two? What else happened?”

“That joke earlier, about the ledge." 

"That really was just a joke,” Taliesin groans softly, “I wasn’t sure we had - started with this.”

“Yeah? Do you think we should put it off?"  Matt leans his hip against the counter, keeping a relaxed posture. 

Taliesin rubs his arm for a moment. "I guess not. No. It’s not that, it’s just that I didn’t know. You didn’t say anything so I really wasn’t sure.”

Matt watches as Taliesin was stammering but gets what was trying to be said. “I’m sorry,” He says when the other man finally stops. “You’re right, we didn’t talk, I didn’t give you a proper introduction. I’m sorry." 

Taliesin perks up as Matt apologizes, feeling a little better. "Yeah,” He nods in agreement, “and should I really be getting in trouble for something we didn’t talk about? Granted, I understand you don’t like that kind of shit joke now. Fair enough. But I didn’t know that before." 

Matt can’t help but laugh, nodding as he listens. "You’re right, you’re right. I’ll admit that. I am sorry." 

"Well…thanks.” Taliesin rubs the back of his neck. 

“We’re going to clear this, it’s my fault for getting too excited. Do you agree to being ready to start now then?" 

Taliesin likes how Matt smiles and talks with his hands. Keeping himself open and relaxed. It really was helping with his own anxiety. "Yes, I agree." 

"Okay great!” Matt beams, “And thanks for talking to me about it. Now let’s finish up, I’m starving. I want try something out with you after we eat.”

Taliesin smiles now and nods before turning back to his work with the cheese to finish up. The kitchen fell into a comfortable quiet of finishing the last bits of prep and setting things in the sink. Taliesin feels himself beginning to finally relax sense arriving along with the first bits of excitement. 

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