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Adopted My Son (Celebstars x RoleplayMaster)

RoleplayMaster

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Curtis sighed, reading the first book in the series 'A Song of Ice and Fire', known as 'Game of Thrones'. It was his favourite TV Show, so he had gone to a book shop and spent the last of his allowance on the bookset to entertain himself while he waited for the TV show to return next year.

The boy was a fifteen year old orphan, one of the most unattractive things on earth. Unattractive to parents, wanting to adopt a child. Unattractive to girls his age, as he never even had a girlfriend. It was a sad, lonely life that he had, so it had been a shock when he was notified that a parent would be adopting him. And not just any parent, but HIS parent. Yes, Curtis' mother or father would be coming to take him home at last.

One side of him was excited; at long last, he would have a home, and meet his parents. He would have a happy life, and be a normal kid. On the other side, he was angry; he lived a lonely life for 15 years, so what took her so long to get him?

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One of the staff members of the orphanage was escorting his mother to his door. "Now, I'll describe your son to you. He's a little shorter than average for his age, he has short brown hair, blue eyes, and rectangular glasses. The boy is a bit quiet too, but we don't know why." the woman told the boy's mother. The door opened, and the mother was let inside, with the door shutting behind her. Curtis, upset at his mother, kept his back to her, waiting for her to speak and explain why she never came and got him.
 
Things were great for Natalie, at the age of thirty three she could retire from her acting career if she wanted, earning a small fortune in the low millions. Retirement was never an option for her though, she enjoyed her profession and she had a job on one of the biggest TV shows A Game of Thrones.

Although enjoying her life, something was missing, she had an empty filling inside of her. It wasn't that of a partner or a relationship but instead the son she gave away at birth when she was just eighteen. Being able to care for a child now, she decided to try and make amends and find out where he was. It started a long process of hiring a private investigator who managed to track her boy. After conversations with the social workers and proving her identity as the mother, she was finally able to set up a meeting.

Given her fame, the large home which housed many children was empty. A trip was arranged months ago and this gave Natalie the chance to meet her son properly without the added attention of signing autographs or posing for selfies with the children. At least the ones old enough to watch it.

Meeting the woman who was in charge and looking after Curtis, she walked with her, learning about the boy she gave up until she was shown in to his room. The actress saw him, back to her, although her attention was briefly taken away when the door was closed behind her, causing Natalie to look over her shoulder.

"Hello Curtis. I like the name, whoever chose it" her comment made her feel awkward. With his back to her still, she took a seat which was by the door. Dropping her bag on to the floor, Natalie crossed her legs, her light blue denim jeans getting tighter. Above the waist she wore a white sweater which had navy blue hoops on it. "You don't have to face me yet if you don't want to. I am Natalie, your mother. I understand this must be hard for you. You don't have to cal me mum if you don't want to either. I just want you comfortable for now." Pulling some light blonde hair behind her ear, she rested her hands in her lap, her fingers playing with one another out of nerves.
 
The voice sounded familiar to him, yet he could not figure out who it was. He did not turn to find out who it was, instead just looking at his book and listening to his mother speak. She gave no explanation on her absence, no apologies. All she said how she wanted him to be comfortable, and it took a lot of effort for the boy not to scoff.

"Comfortable?" the boy said after a moment's pause. "Yes, I bet you felt it was very comfortable to live at an orphanage. Real comfortable not knowing who my parents are, if they loved me, or even if they were alive." He said. Curtis' voice was shaky from emotion and nerves, though he refused to cry over her yet again. "Well, did you?" he finally asked. "Did you love me?" He asked. The boy sounded vulnerable, hoping to hear a yes.

Finally, the boy turned around to look at his mother, and she would visibly be able to see his shock when he recognised his mother. It was Natalie Dormer, the actress who starred in Game of Thrones and the Hunger Games. A woman who he had admired, though that admiration was beginning to vanish.
 
He sounded angry and rightly so, she wouldn't blame him. "I did love you! Id do love you!" She said, then seeing him turn around to look at her for the first time. Natalie saw a cute boy, an innocent boy yet saw the anger in his eyes for a split second before it turned to shock, she suddenly realized he knew who she was.

The unique looking actress was looking down at her hands, almost like she didn't know what to say. Was her fame going to be a problem? "Curtis, I am sorry for what I did, giving you up. I can't make up for the past, but I want to make up for the future. Your care worker said if you wanted you could come home with me today. I hope you do."

Uncrossing her legs, she watched her son. "If you want you can call me Margaery?" Trying to make a little joke, she thought it might be funny as she could tell he was a fan. She couldn't see the book he was reading but it didn't matter, she knew.
 
Hearing her say that she did love him was something that he had wanted to hear from her for years. He wanted to hold her or be held, yet he still partially didn't trust her. What if she 'threw him away' yet again? The boy still listened to her, and couldn't help a small smile reaching his lips as she offered to let him call her Margaery. "I-I'll.. I'll try calling you mum. But if not, it'll be Natalie" He answered her. The boy took a deep breath, focussing his thoughts before finally saying. "I'll come home with you." He answered her.

"Just give me a second to pack my things" he told her. He didn't have much, which would soon be quite obvious to his mother. Grabbing a plastic bag (he had no suitcase or anything else like that), he put in his books, and the equivalent of 3 sets of clothes. "Okay, let's go.. m-mum" he said softly, looking at her.
 
The awkwardness was overturned for a slight moment when he smiled, she loved that she could make a joke and he was become easy with her. But it didn't last very long. It was OK, they had time. "Whatever you want to call me, it is fine" her head nodded, although hearing him call her mum for the first time made her feel good.

When he mentioned going home with her, she ran her fingers through her long hair with her eyes watering. Stopping herself from crying the best she could, nothing could stop the tears falling down her cheeks when she saw him pick up a plastic bag and fill it with nothing more than a few books and clothes. Being in the room with him, she assumed everything inside would of been his, but it came to her knowledge that the other items belonged to the home he was currently staying in.

"I will get you some new clothes, we can go shopping if you like tomorrow." Opening the door, Natalie grabbed her back, putting the strap up her arm to rest on her shoulder before she went downstairs and spoke to the woman who had shown Natalie the way earlier. "I need you to sign a few papers, just signatures, I am very happy for you both."

Putting pen to paper, scribbling her name and autograph, she gave the papers back and then looked at her son. Staring at the exit doors she held her hand out to him. "Ready to start your new life with me?"
 
Curtis stayed quiet during the whole process, watching his mother sign the papers that gave her his ownership as his parent. At long last, he would be out of this place and live with his parents... parent. Where was his father? Deciding to ask that question a little later, he was brought back into the present when Natalie spoke, asking if he was ready. "Yeah. I'm a little nervous since this will be completely new to me, but I'm excited" He said honestly, reaching down and grabbing her hand. It was soft and very pleasant to hold, lacing his fingers with her own. "Let's go" Curtis spoke, another small, nervous smile being displayed on his lips.
 
"Nerves can be good" she replied, walking out with him, pulling on his hand a little and taking him out of the home for the last time. The path led them out, the gate the final exit. Opening it with a screech, Natalie took him to her car and unlocked it with the press of a button. Getting in to the range rover, she waited for him to enter and then drove him to his new home. "You will like it, have your own room, I hope you will like it at least." Pulling out after the traffic was clear, the actress started to make her way.
 
"S-So uh.. who's my dad? Is he alive?" He asked her. As far as he knew, Natalie wasn't married or in a relationship, so they either meant his dad was dead, or it was some fling his mother had and she didn't know who the father was... well, there were other options, like his father walking out on them, but he hoped that wasn't the case. His eyes roamed the car - if he was to guess what sort of car Natalie drove, he would have assumed some sort of small, slender sports car. A range rover wasn't at all what he expected. It was still a very nice car though.
 
"I don't know where your father is" she said, "I think he is alive, but I honestly can't say" her hands on the steering will the mother turned a corner and drove straight. "I fell pregnant when I was young and he didn't want to know. I was scared, I didn't know how to cope so I thought it would better for you to have a loving home. I didn't know you wouldn't find that Curtis, I promise you." Pulling hair behind her ear, she stepped on the pedal to accelerate and up her speed.
 
He was unsure whether what she told him made him feel better or worse. On one side, he didn't need to go through the grief of finding out his father was dead. On the other, she essentially told him that his father didn't want to be with him and Natalie. "Was it someone you love or loved? Or was it some sort of one night stand sort of deal?" He asked, wanting to know if his father was a good person or not. Though even if he got his mother pregnant and loved her, he still ran out on her.
 
"He was my first love, we were kids, were together for a year and a half, then when I got pregnant he freaked out. But his parents were moving away and I think he was grateful for that and left." It wasn't long now before Natalie arrived home, parking the car in to the driveway before getting out. Her home was looked quite large from the outside, and it was certainly bigger inside.

"Let me show you around" the actress offered, turning the key in to the door, inviting him in and then closing it behind them. They would have been in a large corridor now, straight ahead would have brought the view of the kitchen. "In here" pointing to the left, "is the living room, you can watch what you want. I have almost every channel which shows nothing but rubbish." Smiling warmly at him, she hoped he was getting comfortable.

Walking back out of the living room in to the corridor the mother walked him in to the opening opposite, which was a gym. "I use it to keep in shape, mainly just running on the treadmill, I don't really use the weights to much. Feel free to use it to." Heading back out, Natalie didn't bother showing the kitchen, he knew where it was.

"Up the stairs we go" taking his hand, she pulled him lightly, just to take him in her direction. Letting go at the top, she showed him her bedroom which had its own bathroom installed as well as an office area for her before finally his own, which also had a bathroom installed. "I know there isn't much in it, we can sort it out, it was just a guest room but now it is yours."
 
The house was large. More and more things stuck out to him, but one thing that stuck in his mind was the size of it. His room had been quite small, and other than the bathroom and kitchen, there wasn't anywhere else in the building that Curtis had been allowed to go to at the Orphanage.

Soon enough, they were at his bedroom, which was the room right next to his mother's. She was right, there wasn't much to it, but it was his, and that was all that mattered. "Thank you" He said softly, looking into his room, plastic bag loosely resting in his fingers.

A thought came to mind, and he looked over to his mother. "How.. How often will I see you? I imagine you'd be away from home often due to your job?" He asked. Would he be expected to stay here, or would he be able to go with her?
 
"What do you mean?" Natalie was leaning against the door frame, both hands on the woodwork. With the way she was posing her ass was sticking out and the curve from her spine to her plump cheeks in those jeans. No wonder many fans got shy around her. "I will be away from home a lot, and whether you stay or come with me is something that is going to have to be discussed. I'm not sure I can take you out of school to come with me, not unless it is during the holidays. You always have the grandparents you have never met to."

Walking up to him, she put her hand on his back and rubbed up and down it. "Lets not think about any of that though for now. Tell me what you want, anything, anything in this world and it can be yours. I can't make up for what you have been through in the homes, but I want to make you smile. Why don't we browse for some things online? Then tomorrow we can go get some clothes. How does that all sound? You buy anything you like, we can start off with a nice TV for this room, how big do you want it?" A grin appeared on her cute face.

Going to her office, still on the upper floor, she opened her laptop up, urging him to come and follow her.
 
Despite being his mother, Curtis could not help but stare as her ass became more pronounced. It was hard to realise that when he saw Natalie naked on Game of Thrones, he had jerked off to that image. He had jerked off to his mother. Despite knowing now that they were related, he still found Natalie Dormer to be incredibly attractive.

His mother told him that he could have anything he wanted, a luxury that had never been offered to the boy. A TV was offered as an example, with the woman grinning at him as she asked what size. "Uh.. Bigger the better, though I don't mind if it's just a small one" he said quietly, not wanting to push his luck. He wasn't smiling yet, still overwhelmed with everything going on.

The boy followed his mother, staring at her butt as she walked. Unfortunately he looked a little too long, and grew an erection in his pants. When inside the office, Natalie sat down at her laptop and he pulled up a chair next to her. If she looked over before he sat down, the erection would be quite obvious, though once he saw down, it would be hard to see. "So where are we starting?" He asked.
 
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