Continued from here.While Rupert called the estate, Wesley looked back at the computer, and before he realized what he was doing, he was starting to log in to check his e-mail. Before he did, though, he stopped and sat back, shaking his head. No.Instead, he shut down the computer once he had printed off the receipt for their flight and then looked over at Rupert, smiling when he hung up the phone and told him that it had been snowing in Bath. "Snow," he said in awe. "It's been so long since I've seen snow."He let Rupert help him up from the couch and followed him into the bathroom. The numbness from the night before had started to wear off a bit, mainly because of his lover's presence. If he hadn't been, he might have hidden himself away.In the bathroom, they started the shower and stepped in together. As the water cascaded down over them, Wesley smiled, rubbing his hands over Rupert's chest."Have I told you how glad I am that you're here?" he told him softly. "I love you so much, Rupert."
When they broke apart from their kiss, Wesley nodded and smiled softly at Rupert, his mind already spinning. He knew that he could probably never act the way he read about in some places - he wasn't that way. Nor could he ever completely submit to anyone. It was too much like losing your own identity, having it sublimated by someone else, and the idea of that scared him, even if it was Rupert. He had spent too many years trying to please his father - now that he had managed to stand on his own and figure out his own way apart from years of family tradition and his father's expectations, he didn't want to fall back into old patterns.In Rupert, however, he had found a partner who was happy to take the lead when he needed him to, like after the other night when he had been lost over his actions on the rooftop, but was also equally happy to stand back and let him take the lead when he needed to. He loved him for that.So they finished their breakfasts, they rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, then walked up the stairs to the bedroom. Wesley looked around, amazed at the large size of it, then looked over at the bed. The silk ties were hanging loosely in his hand, ready to be used. Taking a deep breath, he turned, fixing his eyes on his lover."Safe word is codex," he told him before licking his lips. "Now, my love, I want you to strip and kneel on the bed, facing the headboard."
Giles had second thoughts, and wanted to skip breakfast, but he ate it anyway. When they were finished, he eagerly followed Wesley up to the bedroom, and waited to see what he was going to do. A soft moan left his mouth when Wesley ordered him to strip naked and get on the bed. This had to be one of the most erotic things anyone had done to him.Following his lover’s orders, Giles started with his shirt. After it was unbuttoned, he pulled it off and placed it on one of the chairs. He then started on his trousers, and unbuckled his belt. Soon, they were pooled at his feet and he stepped out of them. He then pulled his socks off and looked at Wesley. He was a bit embarrassed since his cock was already getting hard.Going over to the Giles got onto it. He pulled himself up to his knees and turned to face the headboard. His cock was starting to throb and he let out a soft moan. Taking a deep breath, he settled himself down so he wouldn’t come before they even started.
Swallowing thickly, Wesley watched as Rupert stripped for him, slowly revealing his body. He bit back a groan at the sight, feeling his own cock straining against his jeans. He forced himself to stay under control though it was hard - especially when he saw Rupert's cock rising up.God, his lover was beautiful. Trying not to smile, he nodded in appreciation of the sight before him and indicated that he should get on the bed.Once he was kneeling, facing away from him, Wesley set the ties down at the edge of the bed, then stripped himself. He let out a soft sigh when his cock sprang free of the confines of his boxers, the air of the room cool on his heated flesh. After he kicked the clothes away, he went over to the luggage that William had brough upstairs while they were eating breakfast and dug through it, looking for the bottle of lube."Don't move," he instructed Rupert, looking over at him. Finally, he found the bottle and took it over the bed.Setting it down, he picked up the ties again and crawled on his knees onto the duvet, behind Rupert. After looking at the tie for a moment, he took one and wrapped it around his eyes, blindfolding him. He then took the other tie and started drawing it over his lover's skin - over his shoulder, down across his back, around his torso. Pressing behind him, he blew gently into his ear as he reached around him, wrapping the silk loosely around his cock before gently pulling it away so as not to hurt him, trailing it up over his chest to his shoulder again.