As organized and proper as one may be, bad days will always be present in life. Such was the case for the taller man today. It was not even evening and yet, his day kept getting worse.
Whether it be bandits who stole his purchases that were on their way by ship - now having to wait longer for replacements - or the sudden rain when he is holding important documents or simply, the long distances he needed to walk - the man did not care. He simply wished to be back home as soon as possible so that he can put all these matters behind him.
Currently, the man was taking care of expenses regarding supplies he and Rafal needed for the meetings. Everything was going smoothly but the day truly was not on the man's side.
"I am sorry about this, sir but you will have to wait another week. It seems that there was an incident back at the warehouse and the team is currently facing some difficulties attempting to organize and clean up the mess. Please forgive the inconvenience. Do keep in mind that you shall be compensated accordingly for the damage inflicted and the late delivery arrival. Thank you... Once again, I am truly sorry..."
The man nodded as he signed the paperwork and handed it to the worker. A sigh escaped him. This would slightly upset the blond, he thought. He could usually handle his bad days but when it came to the blond, inconveniencing him was not an option but now, he could do nothing but wait - making the man grow furious by the minute. He could not wait to lay down and forget all that had taken place today.
The taller man entered the house, only to be met by an excited Rafal in the kitchen, dancing around while showing off an apron he was wearing alongside the man's shirt.
"Oh my! Sir! Welcome home! I missed you so, so much!"
The man was truly happy to see the blond but he failed to show it given his exhaustion and anger that had not really subsided from before. He really was happy though - having seen Rafal reminded him of the way in which all matters end up resolved one way or another, it sort of helped him come in terms with matters. Nonetheless, he now headed for their room without a second thought as the blond came up to him, leaving Rafal confused.
'Did he just walk past me? He is not mad at me, right? Was it work perhaps? Oh no... I do not wish for him to be upset. What could I do for him...'
The blond hurried to the room, forgetting to knock, meeting the man once again as he was changing.
"A-Ah, sir! My apologies... I simply wished to check on you. I shall come back in a minute or so."
The man did not utter a word but continued to change. The blond took off his apron since he was already done with what he was doing. He simply sat down, his underwear and the taller man's shirt were all he now wore.
The man came out of the room and headed for the bathroom. As the blond approached the man to kiss him he was met by a weak push by the man. Surprised, Rafal stepped back.
"My apologies. I did not mean that, Rafal."
As he said that, the man entered the bathroom and locked the door.
'...? Did he just deny my touch...? Not only that but why did he refer to me in such an unusual manner? One of indifference...'
The blond did not wish to make the matter about himself, although the man's actions did, in fact, make him slightly sad.
'It is alright. I will prepare him a meal now. After he rests and all, he shall tell me what is wrong, perhaps he may feel better by then as well.'
Rafal set the table for the man and brought out his favorite wine as a way to cheer him up. He now awaited the man patiently before eating.
The man simply washed his hands and face, attempting to wash away today's exhaustion as well. He gave himself a moment and proceeded to head out to sit on the table in silence and began to eat.
He usually complimented the blond or the food he made but he simply ate quietly. Rafal did not say anything, he simply poured the wine in the man's cup and began eating after the man.
Once they were done, the blond took the dishes to wash them and the man, decisively, poured himself one cup of wine after the other until the bottle was empty. It was then that the blond began to worry.
'I am scared... He is drinking a lot tonight... Is he truly this angry..?'
The man got up and went to sit on the couch as he called out to Rafal. The blond went up to the man.
"Could you bring me another bottle, dear?"
"I do not mean to disobey you at all, forgive me sir, but perhaps you should slow down... You drank the other bottle quite fast as well..."
The man did not say anything back. He simply laid back on the couch and sighed once again. That made the blond slightly anxious.
"I-I will bring it to you right away. Give me a moment."
Rafal set the bottle and cup in front of the man after he poured him the drink.
'It takes a lot for him to be affected by alcohol but I still worry... Drinking out of nowhere in this manner... What can I do?'
After, the blond was done, he approached the man and held his face with his two hands as gently as he could.
"Hey there... I hope you enjoyed the food.."
"Yes. Yes, I did. Thank you."
"No need to thank me, sir... I shall always cook for you."
The blond was quite close to the man and realized how much he missed him with each passing moment. Rafal proceeded to sit on the man's lap.
"Did you miss me today, sir? I missed you quite a lot, you know... How was your day?"
The mere mention of today irritated the man but he tried not to show it. He was quiet for a moment until he replied.
"It was rather tiring... Nothing went right."
The blond was saddened as he caught glimpse of the man's expression. He could tell that he was angry, a fact that filled him with slight dread but mostly sadness.
"Oh you... It happens, sir. We all have our bad days but I am sorry to hear this."
The man was quiet, he did not know what to say.
"Is there anything I could do for you, sir? I will do whatever you ask of me."
The man poured himself another drink only to down it in one go.
"Please, leave me alone for tonight, Rafal. It is not your fault, really, I simply wish to rest."
"Oh. Oh, yeah. Yes, of course, sir... Alright."
The blond hurriedly got up from the man's lap, feeling as if his mere presence was inconveniencing him.
"I will be in our bedroom then. Call out to me if you need anything."
The blond left for their room and went straight to bed after closing the door behind him. He could not help but allow a few tears to escape his eyes. He truly could not help it.
'I understand wishing to be alone... But he did not even look at me... I know it is solely for today and that he shall feel better tomorrow but I can not help it... I wish I could always help him feel better...'
The blond's train of thought was ruthless. It never stopped and it certainly did not allow him any rest.
'Is it that I am incompetent when it comes to such things? Am I too compliant? I simply do not wish to anger him. I like doing what he asks of me and adhering to all that he says... Am I too gullible perhaps? But he is the man that I love, so it is surely alright for me to be this way, no?'
The blond was not the only one reflecting upon his actions. The man was also beginning to grow annoyed by his behavior.
'Why did I send him away? A pathetic man such as myself... In truth, I wish for him to remain next to me.. and now of all times... I did not even inform him of the shipment delay... A failure of a man is what I am.'
The man did not notice that he had drank the last cup from the second bottle. He began considering a third one, though the idea itself seemed excessive despite not feeling drunk at that point.
'Not even a drink can help a man rest...'
He went to the kitchen and grabbed a third bottle for no apparent reason. He was not sure if he was going to keep drinking either but once he sat down, he unconsciously poured himself a cup and began drinking. Perhaps the previous bottles had an affect after all.
The blond on the other hand, sat on the bed. He had calmed down and simply looked out the window at the sky above.
'I can not expect him to always know what he is doing... I wish to check on him more out of love - not to disobey him. If one is polite then it is alright to do so...'
Rafal went to the living room to check on the man, only to find a third bottle on the table that has been opened. At that, he hurried to the man's side. Despite his thoughts from a mere moment ago, he was slightly annoyed at the sight.
"What is this, sir? What are you even doing?!"
"...? Rafal? What do you mean?"
The man was taken aback by the blond's sudden appearance and reaction.
"A third bottle?! Did I not tell you that even two is too much?"
The man was still slightly surprised but he proceeded to reply.
"Rafal... Are you perhaps lecturing me...?"
The blond stuttered before responding. The man was not angry at the blond but it was the first time that such a thing happened to him.
"I-I am not lecturing you, sir..."
The blond sighed and went quiet for a moment but spoke up again since he wished to make himself clear without appearing rude.
"Sir, what are you even doing...?"
The blond took the cup from the man's hand and set it back on the table.
"Now, I need you to lie down."
"Why so? I am perfectly fine, I mean it."
The man was confused but he did as the blond said. As he lied down, the blond sat on the couch, resting the man's head on his lap.
The man got slightly embarrassed at the situation.
"Now, now. It is all alright. I am here with you."
The man quietly looked at the blond's gentle smile, Rafal looked all the more beautiful to him in this moment.
"My hard working man. Today was difficult, was it not? I am so proud of you, sir. I am sure everything will get resolved, one step at a time. You always manage well so I truly believe that."
The blond began to caress the man's hair. The man, on the other hand, slightly relaxed as he heard the blond's voice and received his touch. It felt wrong to be comforted in this manner but nonetheless, he thought there was nothing wrong with letting the blond do as he wished - that is all he wanted anyway.
"Rafal, dear... I am sorry for before. I did not mean to..."
"It is all alright, sir. There is so much you can take, you know? You can come back to me and rest whenever you are tired. I will always take care of you. My capable man, you are truly amazing, you did good today as well."
The man slightly raised his head, wishing to reach out for his drink, only to be pushed back down by the blond.
"I am afraid not, sir. You have had enough for tonight."
"One last drink perhaps?"
The man could not disagree either. A third bottle was a bit too much.
'He is so cute like this... I keep thinking he looks like a big puppy. How adorable.'
The blond let out a gentle chuckle.
"Dear...? What is it...?"
"You are pretty cute sometimes, sir... I am happy to be the one witnessing you in this state."
The situation was all the more embarrassing for the man but he did not mind. Being with the blond and hearing him speak was more than enough on its own.
The blond suddenly cupped the man's face and kissed the man's lips. Close to the man, he whispered.
"I am so happy that you are mine and mine alone."
Alright, that slightly excited the man. The blond was being more daring than usual, inviting all the more of the man's attention.
The blond moved his face away from the man's. Rafal began to caress the man's facial features with his hands, admiring everything he laid his eyes on.
"Such a handsome man that I have... Your eyes are sharp as ever. Hair gently caressing your face and eyebrows complimenting all the rest. What a handsome man. How can all this be mine and mine alone?"
"You are embarrassing me, dear..."
"My apologies, sir. You have to forgive me. I meant it - I truly missed you today. An unusual amount as well."
"I missed you too, my beautiful one."
The man placed his hand on the back of the blond's head and brought him closer to kiss him. The blond turned red at the man's advances.
"My sweet doll. How I adore you... I am such a lucky man."
"H-Hey now... Do not speak in this manner, sir.."
"But it is true. You are the only one in my eyes."
"Oh you, do not sweet talk me right now. You are tired!"
"Can a man not appreciate the one he loves all of the time?"
The blond blushed and looked away.
"My dear one, I wish to be by your side all the time. Only when I am being foolish do I remain away from you."
"It is okay if you wish to be alone sometimes, sir."
"No, dear, you do not understand. A horrifying emptiness resides within me when I am away from you for long. I can not stand to not have you by my side. Please, my sweet one, never leave my side. Even if I ask that of you, please."
The two were quiet for a moment until Rafal spoke up.
"Come on now, sir, let us go to our room."
The two men got up and headed for their room. As the man was following the blond, he caught glimpse of his cup and tried to get a hold of it.
The man went up to the blond who sighed once again.
"Now... Do I really have to keep watching you, sir? You are so, so stupid sometimes."
"If you drink a cup without my knowledge, I shall find out. If I come to know that such a thing happened..."
The blond glared at the man.
"There will be no cake with tea!"
"That is too harsh, dear, do you not think so?"
"Hmph. Well, forgive me but when you are in a bad mood, you drink all night and I remain all on my own. It is only fair."
The blond looked at the man and sighed while smiling.
"Since my dear man is being compliant, I shall reward him accordingly."
The taller man slightly tilted his head in confusion. The blond took the man by the hand and guided him to their room. He left the man, ran to sit on the bed and began unbuttoning the man's shirt that he was wearing while maintaining eye contact with him.
"You may have all of me tonight."
The blond slightly spread his legs while he was sat.
"I am all yours, you know. Do as you wish, sir."
The man froze in place. Perhaps today was not so bad after all, he thought.
He approached the blond and to Rafal's surprise, he sat on the floor, took a hold of the blond's left foot and began to leave kisses all over - slowly working his way up to the blond's thigh.
"S-Sir? Oh my, what are you doing? Y-You do not have to do all this..."
"My dear, I worship the ground that you walk on. When I said such a thing, I truly meant it. Every part of you is of significance to me."
"S-Sir, you are embarrassing me..."
The man began to leave love bites and marks on both of the blond's thighs. The blond unconsciously gripped the man's hair from the amount of pleasure he was experiencing. It took him a moment to realize what he had done.
"I-I am sorry, sir.. Oh my... What have I done?"
The man looked up at the blond.
"If it helps you at all then I am more than alright with it. Do as you please, my dear."
The blond was a blushing mess. The man often worshiped him in many ways and he enjoyed it - rather, he always looked forward to it, but today, the blond was all the more overwhelmed by the man's actions, though he could not say that he disliked it.
As the man left marks on the blond, his hand made its way to the blond's crotch and began to satisfy him all the more.
"O-Oh! Oh... S-Sir... A-Ah, are you sure..."
The blond began to grow all the more sensitive.
"You are so beautiful, my dear. I simply find myself loving you all the more."
Rafal could not hold back the pleasure he was feeling so he took a hold of the man's hair for support.
"S-Sir, I-I.. This is too much..."
"My good boy, there is no such thing as too much."
The man kissed the blond's leg gently.
"I shall never be enough to appreciate all that you are."
"Y-You are more than enough, s-sir... Oh my, I-I think I will..."
The blond, as he reached his release, breathed heavily and felt more sensitive than usual. The man removed his hands from the blond. Rafal, embarrassed by the fluids on the man's hand, took a hold of it.
"I-I am sorry for this, sir..."
"Why are you apologizing so much, love? I have told you once before that I simply wish to make you feel good and I also wish to do that in every single way possible. It is alright, dear."
"Oh, sir... I feel all the more excited today..."
The blond began to lick the man's hand, taking in everything that he had let out.
"I want it. I want your love in me right now... Please."
It was the man's turn to get excited. He lay down the blond and took off his pants.
"Let me tell you, sir... How much I longed for you today..."
"I am all ears, my dear."
The man entered the blond and despite his words, he did not really offer the blond a good chance to speak, making Rafal let out noises that were all the louder.
"A-Ah! Sir, I-I... I missed you so much today. I wished to have you, a-ah... T-To have you in this manner. You do me so well, sir, s-so good. I love it, I love it so much...!"
The man's rush of adrenaline that he was receiving made him increase his speed unknowingly as he lost himself in the blond's expressions.
"A-Ah! W-Wait... Sir.. I can not.. I can not take this.. Ah! Ah! It hurts...!"
"O-Oh my... A-Ah! Ah! Sir.... S-Sir... It really hurts. A-Ah... Please...!"
The blond cried out all the more, firmly holding on to the bed with his hands next to him.
"S-Stop sir, please... It is too much! A-Ah.. A-Ah..."
The blond's release made the man snap out of it. Simultaneously and weakly so, Rafal hit the man's chest.
The blond cried with his eyebrows furrowed, tears endlessly streaming down his face. His body kept twitching and shivering.
"Y-You drank too much, you idiot! I-I said stop..."
"I am so sorry, dear. I did not hear you..."
The man noticed the state of the blond's body and felt his heart sink. He carried the blond to the bathroom, washed him as fast as he could so that he would not feel cold, dressed him up and took him to bed.
"Forgive me, Rafal. I truly did not..."
The blond started crying, that made the man start panicking.
"R-Rafal? Dear, what is it? Did I hurt you this much? I am sorry..."
The blond's voice was barely audible.
"My dear, forgive me. Please, speak to me."
"Then, what is wrong? Do tell me."
"I am sorry, sir. It is all my fault..."
The man's worry for the blond was immense and at the same time, he grew more confused by the minute.
"No, love. You have not done a single bad thing. The meal today was outstanding, as always. You have caused me no inconvenience, it was simply other labor I have to take care of. It is not you, my dear one. All you have done has only made me feel better."
"This is exactly what is wrong, sir..."
"It all felt fine. It was not too much. I simply got scared... I got scared of you, sir. I am so sorry."
The man's eyes widened at the statement. He felt that he could drop dead then and there. He wished to always protect the blond and keep him away from harm's way. To know that he was the one inflicting pain upon the blond was the worst thing that could happen to him. He remained quiet.
The blond sniffled, attempting to stop the tears.
"Sir... It is not your fault. I-I got scared because of the alcohol's smell. It is really strong. I am sorry..."
The blond continued, his voice trembling.
"You asked for another bottle and seemed very demanding... It is so unfair of me to get scared simply because you had a bad day. Where else are you supposed to express such distress if not with me?"
The blond continued, his tears slowly drying.
"I am so sorry, sir... I know you would never hurt me. I am so stupid. There are days where I drink too much a-as well and all you do, sir, is look at me with love in your eyes. I am so horrible. I am truly sorry. Really..."
The blond removed his hands away from his face to look at the man who was sitting on the floor, next to the bed that he laid on and was met by a heart breaking sight. The man's eyes had turned red, looking at the ground in shame.
"Sir! Oh my, oh my. No, no, no..."
The blond hurriedly got up despite the pain, sat on the man's lap and cupped his face.
"Sir... Look at me... Please."
The man shut his eyes as he placed one of his hands on the blond's.
"I was right. I am truly a failure of a man."
Said the man as he opened his eyes, refusing to face the blond.
"Sir! Do not say that! That is not true! Please, sir, look at me. Raise your head. Oh my, what have I done?"
"No, dear. You are right. I was truly out of it. Such behavior is unforgivable."
"Oh, shut it. Shut up! It is not true! I have been drunk before as well!"
"Yes. And what a beautiful sight it is, my pretty one. Your face and smile are all that remain in memory. But I had no right to behave in this manner, not like this, not in front of you, my dear."
"Sir.. Please... I will cry..."
The man quickly looked up at Rafal, with a worried face.
"Please.. Please, dear. No more. You may ask anything of me, I will do as you say, my love. Do not cry now."
"My man, I feel the safest when I am with you."
The man's eyes looked away.
The blond's voice was full of love, gently speaking with a slight smile as he called out to the man.
"It is not true, dear. I do not..."
The man did not even wish to utter the words.
"I am, sir. I mean it. It is simply my fear of being inadequate. You see, I always want to serve you in the best way possible, my good sir. I want to make you feel good, for you to be comfortable in the home that you have provided us with. So it was all a sense of uselessness that overtook me. Really. Believe me."
The blond kissed the man and continued.
"Even if I was scared of you, I did not run because my mind knows, sir, that you would never hurt me. My body did not feel the need to leave."
The man, frowning, looked up at the blond in silence.
"My capable man. Thank you for all that you do for my sake. I am so lucky. You make me so, so~ happy!"
The man slightly smiled and sighed at long last.
"I will do better, dear."
"Oh my, there you go again. Trying to become better than you already are. How much more do I deserve? Sir, you are already perfect. If I am treated better than this, I am afraid I will be too spoiled to behave well."
"I do not care what you do, my love. Be as indecent as you wish. I do not care, I truly do not. I want you here, next to me. That is all."
"What a sweet talker! You will regret it though, sir... What if you come home one day and find me lazing around, not having prepared you a meal or anything?"
"Then I shall prepare us something myself."
"Well then... What if I am rewarded so often that I end up forgetting my place... What if I talk back at you and not listen? Oh my, that would be horrible."
"As long as you are happy and well, I do not care if you do not listen to me."
"Sir, that is outrageous... You should always keep me in check, you know. It is important after all."
The man was head over heels for the blond, he truly did not care.
"You believe me, correct?"
"Me not fearing you, sir..."
The man slightly frowned once again. The blond got annoyed at this reaction so he felt the need to act.
The man looked up at the blond confused and blinked.
Rafal positioned himself so that he could enter the man.
"Y-You would not mind, sir, correct? Having me once more, that is... I did.. tell you, you know. I-I... I am all yours."
The man was taken aback and slightly panicked. He was still worried about the blond's body.
"Dear?? Are you sure...?"
"Shush! Have me, sir, have me all night. Please?"
And who was the man to refuse the blond? He put his hands on the blond's waist and watched him as he began to move.
"Come on, sir. Do I not deserve it now? T-The same love as before. Am I not worthy...?"
The blond approached the man's ear.
"Be a man and have all of me. Show me who is the one that cares for me, otherwise..."
The blond lowered his voice further, now whispering.
"Otherwise, I might become indecent before other people, my good man..."
The blond threw his head back.
"Come on, sir. It is a waste to not put these defined muscles of yours into work, you know..."
The man blushed and gripped the blond's behind tightly, his lover's legs beginning to give out.
"The sight of you is enough for me to wish to have you, my dear one..."
The man laid the blond on the floor, with his lover's legs all around his shoulders.
"O-Oh yes... Sir, let it all out now... Y-Your frustrations... I want to be useful to you so please.. Ah!"
"What shall I do with this erotic lover of mine now.."
The man and the blond's breathing were uneven as their movements grew messy. The blond held onto the man's back, his voice unusually loud.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes! A-Ah! Y-You do me so well, sir! Mhm..."
"You truly make a man crazy, my dear."
"Oh, sir. I-I need you... Please... Do you not want me?"
"I want you more than you know, love."
"Then have me, sir. Ruin me whole, please, I beg of you."
These words excited the man all the more. The guilt within him was there but since this was what the blond wanted he quickly set such a feeling aside.
The man started moving faster than before. The blond was practically yelling now.
"Oh yes! Ah, ah! Oh, so so good!"
"Someone from outside may hear you, my dear, lower your voice now.."
"O-Oh, sir.. I do not care. A-Ah... Let them know... How w-well you do me.. And... A-Ah... Wow..."
The blond reaching his release many times now, felt overstimulated but nonetheless, wished to continue for the man's sake. He took a couple of messy breaths and continued.
"E-Everyone is going to know.. who I belong- Ah!"
The blond's breathing became more unsteady as time passed, not knowing how to calm himself down amidst all the pleasure he was feeling, he simply expressed just that.
"I like it. I want to walk down t-the street with you, sir. A-And have everyone know that you are mine.. That you are my man.. and that I am the one to entertain y-you... The only one that is. O-Oh!"
The man was in love. Just like the first time he made love to him. He never knew how to handle all these feelings within him. Is it normal for love to grow in this manner? He keeps on asking himself this question since he never seemed to get used to his lover whatsoever.
Usually, when two people are to spend their lives with one another, the love, the intimacy and all that had one excited, will surely slumber and some sort of balance will be found but then why? - Why did the man find his lover all the more intriguing and endearing the more he kept on loving him? Why can he never calm his heart when he is met by the one he holds dear as he smiles at him once he sees him after a long day?
Why does his love consume him whole? Without leaving any room for anything else whatsoever. Truly, the man now does not know life without the blond and he would not have it any other way. But yes, he, himself did not understand - no. He really did not need to understand. For the blond had understood him, he had understood his troubles and needs. Rafal had come to love him for who he is and so did the taller man for the blond, earning the two of them a place in each other's worlds - a place to explore this world through each other's eyes.
The man, all these thoughts overflowing from within, made their way to his face. Lovingly observing the one before him as he placed a hand on his face - Rafal, slightly lost in pleasure, oblivious to the man's state.
"And if you were to sit pretty in bed all day, my dear, I would not have it any other way. How I love you. How I long for you with each passing day."
The blond tried to look at the man, his cheeks flushed and slight tears having formed in his eyes from the pleasure he was receiving as the man kept moving.
"I must be the most pathetic man alive for I never stop expressing these kinds of sentiments but it is true, my love. It is all true."
The man slowed down his pace to get a better look at Rafal. He felt that he would die any minute now - feeling that it was a sin to have an individual of such beauty before him. The blond cried all the more once he processed the taller man's words. The man continued.
"My adoration for you grows with each passing day. If you were to simply do nothing, I would still kiss and worship the places that meet your touch."
The blond's two hands made their way from the taller man's back to his face, caressing the slight stubble that he had noticed just now. He kept on crying as pleasure filled him. Many feelings were within him in this moment and he grew overwhelmed but nonetheless, he welcomed it all. This mess, that is. He welcomed it and held it close for he adored his man and all that he was. He wanted it all, all these feelings that he experienced. Bad or good. He simply wished to feel the man in some sort of way.
"Oh my, I love you, sir. I-I love you, I love you so much. I am sorry for crying... But please. Hug me as your love reaches deep within me. E-Embrace me, I beg of you. Hold me tight so I think of nothing but your love, sir, please..."
"My sweetheart... There is nothing more beautiful than you... I am sure of it. No other place I would rather be but here, my love. Next to you, holding you close. I could not ask for anything else. What immense luck that I have.."
The man raised the blond slightly and hugged him as he kept moving. He held him close and yet, continued to face him - kissing him and holding his face with one of his hands.
"Do not apologize, my dear. I will hold you for as long as I have these arms of mine."
The two of them, as if by miracle, arrived simultaneously.
"S-Sir... I love you. I am sorry once again. I-I do not know what else to say in this moment..."
"It has been a tiring day for you and I had made it all the more troublesome, my love. I apologize, I will take care of you so you may rest."
"No! That is not what I meant. It is no trouble at all. Please... Filling this home with warmth and making sure you remain entertained is what I must do, my good sir. You had a pretty rough day... None of it was your fault so please, let me take care of you whenever you may need it."
The taller man slightly smiled. He felt immense guilt and embarrassment for the way he had behaved but he could not say such a thing now. Yes, the blond may think that comforting the man was his obligation but the stressed one should not have made Rafal's life harder. He had to control his behavior when the blond was at home - whether he is upset and whatnot, he should never do such a thing ever again, was what the taller man thought to himself.
The man was now carrying the blond to the washroom and got to work.
"On the contrary, sir..."
The blond placed his hands on the man's face once again.
"I think you are the one that needs to be taken care of..."
"...? Why do you say such a thing, love?
"Your beard has grown quite a lot, you know..."
"...Oh! Sir? Are you planning on growing it out more?!"
"Not really... You are right, I was simply being neglectful..."
The blond proceeded to giggle once more, now in a more mischievous manner.
"You seem very handsome to me like this, sir. Very, very handsome... It is no good, it is slightly exciting me after all."
"Oh, sir.. No need to be shy. You are very handsome to me no matter what you do."
"How about you join me in the bathtub, sir? Would that be alright? Only if you so wish of course..."
The man, with no hesitation whatsoever, took off his clothes and got in, with the blond now laying on the taller man. Rafal blushed at the man's eagerness.
"These muscles of yours though... I can not stop admiring them all the more with each passing moment... How exciting."
The blond took a hold of the taller man's arm and wrapped it around his throat.
"O-Oh my... Just a slight grip and I am already gasping for air. How amazing...!"
"Oh please, sir... I am sorry but you are such a great man. So capable in every aspect imaginable... Oh my, I should not get so excited all the time but I can not help it!"
The blond turned slightly to look at the taller man - Rafal's cheeks and throat flushed from the slight choke, smiling, with a slightly erotic and romantic look in his eyes. He now spoke in a provocative tone.
"F-Forgive me, sir... You are trying to take care of me and here I am, making a fool out of myself and behaving in this indecent manner. I am truly sorry. I can not help it at times!"
The blond's heart was beating faster by the minute. The taller man was no better either - the blond's words embarrassing him and slightly leaving him speechless.
"...It is alright, dear."
"You may go again if you so wish. I can handle-"
"No, dear. No... That is not happening. You did more than enough already."
The blond slightly pouted and yet, he felt like giving the man a hard time.
The blond turned around and faced the taller man as he took his length in his hand - continuously yet slowly moving it up and down.
The man groaned as he spoke, slightly surprised at the blond's behavior. He really did not want him to tire himself any more than he already did. He took a hold of his wrist - a bit more roughly than he would like - and raised his arm.
"O-Ow! S-Sir, my arm... It hurts. Please!"
The man's eyes widened as he let go, now realizing the amount of strength he used. This moment, was the blond's best time to act so as to take control of the situation.
A few tears made their way to his eyes as he spoke, sniffing here and there...
"D-Did I perhaps anger you? I just wish for you to feel good. I-I am trying my best you know! To take good care of you. You sounded very angry just now..."
The blond blushed as he held his hand with the other, close to his person, trying to show that the man had truly hurt him.
His voice gradually lowered itself.
"I like making sure that I sufficiently pleasure you... I-I enjoy it when you use me to your heart's content but..."
He continued, now suddenly exclaiming.
"I am sorry! If I was not obedient enough. I will do better, sir, I promise! So please, do not yell at me and hurt me. But if you judge it to be necessary... I have no right to complain."
The taller man was embarrassed and at a loss for words. Had he really hurt the blond this much? And what could he say in response to Rafal's words?
"Love, I did not-. No, no. I would never hurt you. My dear, I am not angry. I am sorry."
The man sighed resting his hands on the blond's waist as he lowered his head.
"Thank you, love. You are already doing so much. I simply wish for you to be well but I may have been too harsh expressing such a thing."
The blond smirked as his hand reached out to the taller man's length once again.
The blond grew hot as his other hand held his own face, biting his pinky as a way to hold back his smile and pleasure.
"If I have done enough then why do you still seem so excited?"
The blond looked down as he breathed heavily.
"I would be happy to satisfy you, you know..."
The taller man groaned heavily this time. He may not have been angry beforehand, but the blond's behavior was beginning to annoy him.
"Rafal. That is enough. Behave now."
"No. I will not hear of it."
The silence this time was heavy on the blond, he got slightly scared - though he could not lie, the man excited him so much more in this way.
"Do not disappoint me now."
The man left the bathtub, dressed himself and sighed as he looked back at his lover. He bent down and faced the blond, proceeding to pat his head.
"I am sorry, Rafal. I did not mean to speak to you like this just now. I simply do not wish for you to exhaust yourself. Quite often do I find out afterwards that you were very exhausted or hurt in some way. I can not have that happening to you. That is all that I-"
The blond cut off the man by kissing him, seemingly as flustered as he could get, he pulled back.
"Forgive me, sir... I have been too indecent lately, my feelings got the better of me... I will behave. I just... I just wish to be closer to you, sir, all the more and-!"
He looked up at the man, embarrassed, and for some reason, recalling the time he confessed to the man in his house the first time they met. Such a thought made his words come to a halt.
"Sir... Even now, when I speak in such a manner... I am reminded of the time when I revealed all that I felt for you, sir, on the day we first met. My longing and love for you have only grown since then. This is not an excuse... I-I just wish to love you more, sir. But yes... I am very sorry."
"My dear one, how unforgivable my words can be."
"N-No, sir! It is fine, really."
As the blond began to speak, the man started washing Rafal's body.
"I should not have acted like this so really - all that you said is nothing but the truth. I am truly embarrassed... Ah!!! I am really sorry. Hey, wait.. Sir, you do not need to-"
"No, my love, I must. Please, sit still."
"Good job, sweetheart. It is alright, I will be done any minute now. You need to get out soon. Staying in a hot bathtub for too long is not good for you. I hope you do not get dizzy or anything of the sort..."
"I feel fine right now, do not worry."
"I see. That is good then."
The taller man continued as he gently washed the blond's legs.
"I think it is all simply because we are both tired. Let us rest after this. Is there anything you wish to do? Or perhaps anything you are craving? Do tell me of all your desires. I shall make it happen."
The blond blushed at the current position he was in before the man as he looked away from him.
"Ah, sir... You are embarrassing me even more now... I would be happy to simply be with you.. but if I must speak of all that I wish for, then.."
Rafal's lips trembled. Still upset about the way he behaved. He did not wish for the man to think less of him in any way.
"Tell me, my dear. It is alright. The cost does not matter for everything I come to own is yours before it is mine."
'Romantic as usual... What shall I ever do with myself? Unrefined before such a caring man. So frustrating.'
The blond looked up at the man with a tear in his left eye.
"S-Sir. Did I truly disappoint you just now? If I did... Could you please forget all about it? I promise to do better!"
The man was surprised when the blond got slightly louder on his last remark but nonetheless, he smiled.
"Not at all, dear. You did not disappoint me. Rather I am embarrassed at my rash behavior. Trust me love. You did no wrong."
"Wholeheartedly my dear one."
"Could we please just remain close to one another? I do not care whatsoever about what we end up doing, sir, but please. Let us remain next to one another... W-Would that be alright with you?"
The man felt his heart skip a beat. What else could he ask of this world - is all he could think.
"You not need to ask such a thing. I am at your service, love but I also wish to remain with you. Let's get you dressed now, shall we?"
Exclaimed Rafal in a smile, for some reason now, feeling relieved.
"At this point... I truly just enjoy wearing your garments and so, rarely do I ever wear my own. Forgive me but could I-"
"No need to explain yourself, love. Just say the word. Wait here, I will go get you a shirt of my own then. Is there a specific one you want?"
"Hmm... Oh! Yes, sir. Yes, there is."
"Which one could that be now?"
"It is the one that you are currently wearing, of course! No better choice."
The man found the blond all the more endearing, he almost cried remembering his own harsh words.
"Alright, here you go. Can you take care of the rest? I shall go get a piece of garment for myself now."
"Yes, all is alright. Quick now! I would never wish for you to get a cold because of me. Oh my, that would be horrible..."
The man patted Rafal's head.
"Yes, alright, I will waste no more time."
The man shut the door behind him. The blond, on the other hand, his face red once again, rested his palms against his face.
"That smooth talker!! I swear! Or rather, it was his actions and demeanor... Patting my head so suddenly... Unfair!"
The blond, somehow angrily? cleaned up all that was left in the bathroom. He did not wish to wear any pants. Just the man's shirt and undergarments. He now went to their room where the taller man would be.
As the taller man caught glimpse of the blond, he hurried to his side, for some reason, seemingly worried.
"Why did you not dry your hair, love? Do not speak of illness when you do not do such a thing... Wait here."
The blond did not get to speak so he stood there, slightly taken aback, needing a moment to process the man's words. He awaited.
"There, my dear. Keep it on you until it is dry, alright? Do you not wish to wear any other garments? Do you not feel cold dressed in this manner?"
The blond silently watched the taller man as he spoke of his worries.
"...Rafal? Are you alright?"
"Y-Yes, sir. Yes, I am sorry. I just.."
The taller man took a hold of the other's hands in his own. He had his undivided attention.
"I-I love you so much! I love you. Thank you for taking good care of me.."
The man's eyes widened for a second and relaxed once he realized that his lover is alright.
"You do too much to me, my dear."
Said the man as he sighed whilst holding the blond by the shoulder with his head down. He looked up at him.
"I love you too, my dearest one. Nothing could ever change that. Rather, it is changing but it only grows from here. My love for you keeps on growing. All the worship and appreciation I have for you increase all the more with each passing day. Oh my sweet one, how I adore you."
The man made the blond sit down on the bed and he, himself bent down, his knees on the ground. He proceeded to leave kisses on the blond's hand, while the other blushed even more at the gesture but stopping for a moment to admire the taller man with his head down. It was a sight only he got to see was what the blond thought.
"Tell me this, dear. Offer me an honest answer..."
The man with a frown and seemingly sad eyes looked at Rafal.
"Am I worthy of your love? Have I done enough to deserve it? .... Or rather, are you happy and fulfilled?"
"W-What is all this all of a sudden, sir?! Y-You already know how I feel..."
"Yes, that is what you say to me and I believe it to be true but.... I mean this in a broader sense, my dear. On every aspect there is; what could I improve on for your sake? What are things that you wish for me to do for you? Is there anything that I did wrong without noticing? I can be quite oblivious so do tell, my love."
The man's eager look in his eyes embarrassed the blond.
"W-Well... I say this and this is the absolute truth..."
The two felt their hearts beat all the faster.
"You do no wrong, my good sir.... Really... Even now, I am embarrassed because of how much I am truly loved..."
"It would not hurt if you..."
The blond's words became inaudible towards the end.
"What was that, my dear? I could not hear you well."
"I-It would not be such a bad idea to do more for me... You tend to hold back sometimes, sir. I can tell you know..."
"Oh sweet lover of mine... Of course you would know... Yes, I will. I promise I will. Is there anything else you wish for?"
"N-No... If you care for me all the time... That is more than enough and all I could ever ask for and more."
"Sir, really, I do not get to be humble with you. You spoil me too much and many a times, you do not allow me to lift a single finger. Not only that, you always make sure I buy more stuff than I need... I am afraid I will be turning more indecent because of this. How frightening.."
"My love. If I may speak honestly for a minute and forgive me for all that I shall say but I do not care how indecent you are."
The man continued as he caressed the blond's face and hands with his own.
"Even if you are to not behave outside - fighting with all these idiots for instance - I would simply proceed to kill them all for your sake. I pay no mind to all that you wish to purchase. My dear one, anything you may wish for or even think of - it is all yours. I am ready to offer all that I am so you can have whatever it is you may need."
"A-Alright. That is enough..."
The blond slightly regretted shutting down the man in this manner - despite the other not caring whatsoever, too busy admiring the one before him - so he simply removed the man's hands from him and extended one of his legs towards him.
"H-Here you go. You may start from here."
The man felt his head explode at the sight before him - the blond, shy, looking down at him, his face all red. Really excited but trying to take it slow, the taller man took a hold of the blond's foot with his two hands, as if it were a delicate vase made of glass and began to kiss it, slowly caressing his face against it and then proceeding to make his way up.
"How could one be this beautiful from head to toe? Truly unimaginable... But here I am, holdings the most gorgeous one on this Earth..."
"Sir, you can be cheesy at times you know..."
"Yes, my love. Forgive me."
"I-I!!... I never said that I did not like it..."
"You do not have to enjoy all that I say, that is alright. I know I may pathetically overexpress myself. I apologize. Truly, it is all because I lack such charms. I told you this back then as well. I am a man incapable of expressing himself wholly. Being with you is the only time where I feel the need to act and speak all that I thought of."
The man paused for a minute, looking down at the floor. He then proceeded to hold the blond's waist and kissing his upper thigh.
"It seemed as if.. If I were not to say all that I thought of then I would not be enough to keep you in my life. I have been simply acting on that premise all along.. and even now. So I hope you forgive me, my dear. I am still learning."
The blond was at a loss for words. How could he not have noticed such a thing? It was hard of course, since the first real conversation he had with the man was the same but nonetheless. He should have noticed how, beforehand, when they interacted as distant acquaintances, the man scarcely spoke.
Rafal, almost unconsciously, reached out for the man's head and patted it. Realizing what he had done, he became a blushing mess and retrieved his hand just as fast.
The man was simply surprised as he raised his head to look at his lover. He was at a loss for words, slightly embarrassed about the state of things but nonetheless, enjoying his lover's caress.
"I-I am sorry... I was not thinking."
"It was more than alright, dear. Thank you."
The silence comforted the taller man while it made the blond go insane. Not able to handle the way he was acting, he surrendered, doing whatever his heart thought was right at the moment.
Said the man looking up at the blond which made Rafal rethink his decision but nonetheless continuing. He tapped his lap, signaling for the taller man to lay down his head.
"You have done well today, sir..."
It was the man's turn to grow overly embarrassed, silently doing what the blond asked of him.
"Is this necessary, love?"
The blond remained quiet as he looked at the man's side profile. He then proceeded to caress his hair slowly, in a gentle manner.
"You need not to speak any longer, sir. I understand, you know. I am aware of all that you wish to say - though at times I simply refuse to accept it since it seems too good to be true - nonetheless, I understand it all. So it is alright."
"I said no more talking for you, no?"
None could be as gentle as the blond was when lecturing the taller man.
"How I love you. A man so eager to devote himself to love is the best one out of them all. How lucky I am. How loved I am too."
The blond slightly bent down and kissed the man's cheek.
"I am in good hands. If not the best... I am so happy to offer all my time to entertain and care for you, sir. I am grateful to have you. I wish to keep on awaiting you at the door every single day, my good sir. Your love is the best and I could ask for nothing else."
The man abruptly raised his head, looking at the blond intensely, the other slightly surprised at the sudden movement.
"I can not simply express myself in words any longer now..."
The man got up and because of his words, the blond began to have some expectations for where the night would lead. To his surprise, what he had in mind was completely different.
As the man looked at Rafal, he proceeded to carry the blond to one side of the bed and him then lying on the other. He then held the blond close against him - the blond's back facing the man - and covered them both with their blanket.
"I wish to hold you this close all the time, my dear. It is never enough."
With his hand wrapped around Rafal's shoulders, the man brought the blond closer and closer and without noticing, the blond slightly suffocated, the man chocking him with his embrace.
'He can be quite oblivious to some things.'
Thought the blond as the asphyxiation began to make his heart beat faster as he lightly tapped the man's forearm so as to not startle him.
The man loosened his grip and embarrassed, raised his head to check on the blond.
"Forgive me... Are you alright, dear?"
"Y-Yes.. But sir, you have been doing this a lot lately..."
"I apologize, forgive me."
The blond went quiet after hearing the apology.
Had he really wanted to stop him? Having the man lock him in place had slightly excited the blond though he could not bring himself to confess such a thing.
Now, laying down against him, he could feel the man's body from his slightly hard yet also soft chest to his crotch, making the blond lose it all the more.
'Am I crazy...? Why do I get so excited from it all. I am not a teen...'
The blond sighed. The man slightly questions it. After a moment, Rafal turns to face the taller man.
Rafal's face was red, seemingly suffocating.
The blond quietly moaned as if in a bit of pain.
Just as he heard the word, the man was already gone from bed, on his way to the kitchen. At such a sight, the blond smiled.
'He is so sweet. Always so attentive. He may think that he does not notice but he sees things that I, myself do not even know about beforehand.'
The blond's face turned neutral.
'I am so embarrassing. Every time I am to think of a way to help him relax or have fun and whatnot, I think of... Ah! So frustrating. There must be something else that I can do for him, no?'
Rafal rolled around in bed from embarrassment. Unbeknown to him, the man stood there smiling at the blond as he watched him. He did not know whether he should speak right now. The blond turned around and there, he saw him.
"A-Ah... You're here... T-Thank you."
The blond had almost snatched the cup from the man as he drank in silence. The man proceeded to lay down, now watching his lover as he was sitting.
"You are quite a lovely sight, my dear. Every minute of the day is not enough, I can never get enough of you."
The blond shoved his pillow at the man after having set the cup down on the one night stand.
Mostly in a half joking manner, the man set the pillow for the blond to lay down.
The blond turned his back to the man as he slept.
"D-Dear..? I am sorry. Did I truly anger you? I apologize. Please, do look at me."
Question marks flew around Rafal's head.
'WHY did I do this? I am not even upset, simply frustrated at myself for how I act. Oh no, I am not fit for this. What do I say...??'
"I did not mean to be rude, my sweetheart. I am very sorry. Lover, please..."
'Did he just say lover? I am going to kiss this man. I can not handle him anymore. Such a romantic that it is utterly disgusting.'
The blond was speaking from a place of shyness.
"Do you wish for me to leave the bed then? You may have your time. I shall leave the house if you so wish as well. It is more than alright with me. Just please..."
The blond annoyed, turned around and grabbed the man's face and kissed him harshly. The man's eyes widened but he reciprocated, his body slowly relaxing and not so tense anymore.
"Is it alright for me to assume that you are not angry at me anymore?"
"I guess you could be lucky enough to think so, yes..."
Said Rafal as he pouted, furrowed brows yet still not making eye contact with the taller man.
"Why yes, I am very honored dear, thank you."
The two slowly laid back down, the blond now laying on his side, his head on the man's arms and hand on his chest. The two remained silent for a moment, beginning to feel the night eating away at them.
"My dear... Did you perhaps get angry because of my actions after having arrived home? Or was it something else? I am sorry if I am not noticing a thing or two. Please tell me so that I do better. I also apologize for being dense in such matters as well..."
"Shut up... You did no wrong. I simply got embarrassed. Your words are too lovely, sir. Simply, too lovely."
The two of them spoke in a very low voice, in the dark, feeling both of their heartbeats dance together. Rafal felt his face grow hot after expressing himself honestly.
"Why, how endearing you are, sweet one."
The man was surprised. When the blond was embarrassed he would never say 'thank you'. Only slight anger, out of feelings of affection or silent responses would make it through.
"Well... I feel bad, sir. I do not wish to turn you away when you speak of such a romance for me... I should be more grateful and make that evident to you as well.. so thank you, sir."
The man thought that the blond's words would surely keep him awake all night now, similarly to a young man thinking of his first love on the days of spring break.
"You do not need to do such a thing, lover. I know what is in your heart and that is enough for me. Do as you wish, alright?"
"B-But... It makes you say all these sweet things to me more..."
"What sort of things, dear?"
"Do I need to say such words now...? L-Like the time you called me 'the sweetheart that had saved the knight' and stuff. Ah! Do not make me repeat the past, sir, it is embarrassing."
The blond teared up ever so slightly.
"I wish to know so that I understand your love better."
"All that you have said sir, has left me gasping for air... So shut up..."
Slightly chuckled the man.
"Do not laugh at me, hey!!"
"How easy it is to love you."
That made the blond's complains come to a halt all at once. Or rather, stop speaking as he looked away.
The man kissed the blond's top of his head.
"Relax my dear and do get used to this. I want you to know that I will be all that you need. Be egotistical before this world and the people in it. Do as you wish and keep your head held high. I shall help you and do as you wish for you to lead such a life. I am at your disposal and shall do whatever you need me to do."
"I-I just want you to protect me, sir. Is that not enough?"
If the man had no logic whatsoever, he would have surely - because of all the intense feelings he had for the blond at the moment given his lover's words - made love to the one next to him all night. Of course, that was not the case.
"You are too pure dear. Just know that I live to be wrapped around your finger, sweet lover of mine."
"N-No! I can not possibly.."
The blond slightly squirmed as he hid his face in the man's side and spoke in a muffled voice.
He freed himself and looked up at the man.
"Kiss me, sir! If you are really..."
The man wasted no time after processing the blond's words. He held Rafal's chin high as he raised his head, kissing him passionately and then not breaking eye contact. The blond had novae occurring in his mind.
The man smiled. He then kissed the blond once again, twice, thrice and so on. All quick kisses as he expressed his love in vast quantities.
"I love you, my dear. Thank you for it all... How grateful I am."
The blond was gasping as he looked at the man.
"M-Mean... A bit.. mean."
The man chuckled as he ruffled his lover's hair.
"Am I now? I apologize, really. I simply love you a lot, my dear."
"I love you too... A lot, sir, very much, you know?"
"And I should always remain thankful for the love that you have offered me. How lucky of a man that I am."
The two were now quiet - not overtaken by an awkward silence but rather, a comforting one in which the two recognize the other's presence. Since, only by having ourselves thought of, does our memory remain in this world.
"To be frank... I do not think I can sleep early but I do enjoy laying here next to you, my love."
The blond giggled as he got up and sat on the bed. The man followed.
"I have a better idea then!"
"My angel, there is no need for us to do anything right now, I know that you are tired. Do not try to deny such a thing..."
"F-First of all... Do not call me that!... Second of all, I did not even say what I was thinking of..."
"...You are so stupid... I give up, truly, I end up getting all the more frustrated and shy. I like it but I... I-I am no angel...."
"You are to me my love. Is that so bad?"
The man hugged the blond's waist as he rested his head on his lap.
The blond got all the more embarrassed.
"My dear, you have held me in this manner before, why are you..."
"Yes! On my own initiative that is! You! You are such a troublesome man..."
The blond said while blushing, as he hid his face with his hand.
"What was it that you wished to say, my love?"
"Yes... I simply wished to ask you, sir... If you wished for us to read books in bed with a cup of tea... I think we would be able to rest well in this way."
"Of course, my one. Then, give me a few minutes."
"...? Where are you going, sir?"
"I am going to make the tea...? I will not be long, I promise."
"I apologize, sir. But that is what I shall do. Sit and wait for me."
The man simply surrendered. If that was what the blond wished for then who was he to refuse him.
He sat back down as the blond left for the kitchen. The taller man waited a moment, got up and went up to the blond.
"Ah! Sir... Hey! Why are you here? Did I not tell you-"
As the water began to heat up, the man kissed the blond and held him from his waist all the more closer.
The blond seemed to melt at the man's touch, wrapping his hands around his neck.
"I can not go a moment without you, my dear. I mean it..."
The blond tried to push the man away, though gently.
"Sir, please, the water..."
"Go pick some books for us to read, sir, why do you not?"
'Lover... What a sweet sound to hear in his voice.'
The two were now sat in bed, with each one of them a cup of tea on their own nightstand.
"Oh! A philosophical analysis on wonder. How interesting. Good choice, sir! Thank you! What did you pick for yourself?"
"A fairy tale, though I do not know what it speaks of..."
The blond looked at the man with a blank stare. It took him a moment to process what the taller one had said.
"You... You are indeed going to be the death of me one day, sir..."
"Oh do not act stupid now! Alright, here comes a kiss attack!"
As the two messed around, little time was used for reading and the two ended up sleeping on one another's shoulders and face.
And so, did the night pass. They shall embrace one another so as to get through the colder days. Such warmth could only be achieved though one another it seems and they would not change a thing about that.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is about teacher Rafal, not the damn kid. His ass needs to go back to school and mess with Kohanski's head for fun instead. This may be read as a Hubert x teacher Rafal or male reader x teacher Rafal, proceed as you wish. This chapter came out a bit boring I think, so I do apologize for that, though nonetheless, thank you for reading.
