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He didn’t know if Elsie and Clara heard, nor in that moment did he care.
Albie’s touch was heaven.
When his senses returned, when he could finally think again, he offered to do the same for Albie.
So Albie lay on his back, legs spread, and pulled down his pants.
Percy got to see him so clearly, even in the darkened room. He could see the magnificence, the completely arousing sight of another man’s manhood. Hard and inviting.
The smell of him was intoxicating, and Percy wrapped his hand around him and began to stroke. Albie gripped the bedding, his hips flexing as he fought for control.
The power Percy held over him in that moment was heady. The way Percy controlled him and watched every flinch of muscle, heard every gasp and groan.
He couldn’t begin to say what made him do it. What on earth had possessed him, but Percy leaned in and licked the tip, salt bursting on his tongue.
Albie fisted the bedding, his back arched, and he groaned as he spilled his seed over his belly and down Percy’s hand.
Percy had never seen anything like it.
He’d never experienced anything so hedonistic, so absolutely beautiful.
I made him do that. I made him climax like that.
Albie slumped back down, breathing hard, his eyes heavy-lidded, smiling. “Ohhh,” he whispered. “What did you do to me?”
Percy wasn’t sure what to say. He thought it’d been obvious. “Well, I... I don’t know why I did that.”
Albie laughed, and he sounded drunk. “I think we’ll be doing more of that.”
Rather happy with himself, Percy cleaned himself up, then Albie, and Albie quickly pulled him into the bed. His arms tight around him, their bodies entwined. Wearing nothing but their long underwear.
Albie’s naked chest was so warm against his, and Percy sank down into the mattress, into Albie’s embrace. Albie kissed the side of Percy’s head. “Goodnight, my love,” he murmured.
Percy’s heart thumped hard in his chest, and he smiled against Percy’s warm skin.
My love.
Albie had called him his love.
Percy’s heart felt as if it might burst. He couldn’t bring himself to say it back. He could barely speak at all.
“Goodnight.”
* * *
The next few days passed much the same way. Work during the day, reading and ledgers of an evening, and exploring each other’s bodies in bed long after the last lantern had been blown out.
Albie had returned the favour the following night, licking and tasting Percy’s length, and he understood why Albie had reacted the way he had.
The second night they licked a little more, sucking a little, and making each other lose their minds in record time.
The more nights that passed, they tried again and ventured a little deeper in unknown territory. Using hands, mouths, writhing bodies, always kissing, always clinging tight to the other as they fell asleep.
And so the week went on.
Clara was feeling much better, looking much better, and happy to be productive. She was even smiling and chatty now, though it was clear she was most comfortable in Elsie’s company.
Something Des and Robert didn’t need explanation of, apparently. They gave her a polite nod and smile but kept a distance, giving her space as she needed it, and by the end of the week, she was smiling with them too.
