Caden's impatience really amused the dom, and maybe it's a good thing it did because otherwise, he would be liable to be annoyed. His lips curved with a smirk as he could tell the toy was having the desired effect with Caden arching off the bed. He turned it up just a little more with more lube the toy was fucking into Caden with relative ease now even if it was still a challenging girth. "Why you don't like your reward?" He asked with a quirked brow as if daring the sub to act ungrateful or better yet knowing he held all the cards in the word to make it stop.<br/><br/>Reaching out a hand he touched Caden's side as he wanted to make sure he could act in a moment's notice if the boy was close to cumming and he felt like the other was still not going to give gratitude for the pleasure he offered. After all, it was cute to be a little greedy but a submissive had to remember their place, and that place was at the mercy of their Dominant which is who could give pleasure as well at take it away for any amount of time that he pleased. With those thoughts Charles moved to touch the head of Caden's cock, gripping it just a bit too hard and suddenly as if a gentle nip or reminder of his power of the boy's body.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Alan didn't look at the buildings flying by though he could almost feel the discomfort off Evan and possibly the second-guessing of his better judgment. The little comment about having something to prove did draw a smile from the lawyer, "I don't have anything to prove, I just want to enjoy myself." He added with a chuckle but was no more helpful in enlightening Evan on what that meant. Looking down at his phone he typed away a message, or was it an email? For all, anyone knew he could have been browsing porn but it seemed he was giving Evan time to calm down and regroup. In the long term his plans involved pushing the boy a lot more than this but that meant giving him a little time.<br/><br/>Arriving at the office front door Alan glanced up from his screen finally. The building was tall and swanky but he didn't think it was anything special. The typical marble lobby with security and elevators taking you to different floors. "There are a lot of offices, there is about a handful that work for my firm. 25 or so, you don't need a big team to make a big impact." He wasn't too interested in talking about work and he had long learned the work patterns of most of the people on his floor level so he wasn't concerned about interrupting their time together either. Entering the lobby he offered his ID and the guard took a look but seeming Hunter didn't ask for Evan's it seemed. Did he bring people like this to his office often? For what purpose? The man went back to his coffee as they headed for the elevator and Alan used his keycard to access his floor.<br/><br/>The office was very quiet, half the lights off but there appeared to be maybe a person or two across the hall still working in relative silence. Hunter's own office had an assistant but they were wearing headphones and didn't even take notice as they walked through the hall to his personal office. It was a little more modern than one would expect of a lawyer's office, but he certainly had the large imposing desk. Alan closed the door behind him as he turned his attention back to Evan, "Still have no interest in repenting?"