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Christian was asleep in the position that Steve had left him in. Steve had to softly pet his hair and shoulders to wake him. A large part of Christian didn’t want to come back to the land of the living, instead, he was happy to stay in the warm comfort of his dreams. But Steve was persistent and slowly Christian stirred with a groan.
“Come on Sweetheart, let’s get you into the bath,” Steve whispered and started trying to lift his pliant lover, “You gotta help me some, sweetheart, I can’t lift your heavy ass all the way over to that bath!” Steve joked.
Christian tried to take more of his own weight but still needed Steve for support, unable to fully support himself. By the time Steve got Christian over to the bath he’d broken out in a sweat, he firstly took off Christian’s leather cuff and the key that still sat around his neck, to stop them from getting wet.
Then he carefully lowered Christian into the bath, letting him relax for a while as he shed his jeans. Steve took a moment to enjoy the blissed-out look on Christian’s face, before sitting down beside the bath; he grabbed the sponge and started to clean Christian’s feet and legs. Christian grunted in protest.
“You not joining me?” Christian pouted.
Steve chuckled, “Baby boy, I have to make sure you’re all clean and looked after, if I have your wet, soapy body pressed up against mine, I think we’d both get a little distracted, don’t you?!”
Christian groaned at the mental image and nodded, unable to say anything. Steve continued his slow and methodical cleaning pattern, moving slower than was necessary, he moved carefully up Christian’s legs, all the while rubbing in slow circles, Christian opened his legs unconsciously to allow Steve better access, Steve skipped the part that Christian wanting Steve to touch, his cock throbbing in its cage.
Instead, Steve continued up over his lover’s abs, which were once sharply defined but had now softened with age, he slowly approached Christian’s chest, making sure that both nipples got an extra-long clean, Christian moaned at the feeling of the rough sponge against his sensitive nipples, feeling them stiffen into hard peaks, which then tingled as the cold air of the bathroom hit them.
Steve cleaned and lightly massaged his shoulders and then slowly lifted each arm placing Christian’s hand on his shoulder so that he could clean them properly. By the time Steve had finished washing his lover’s body, Christian was boneless and utterly relaxed.
He would never admit it out loud, but he loved it when Steve offered to wash him. He had been so embarrassed the first time they did this, defiantly stating that he was a grown man and didn’t need someone else to wash him. But he was so shocked by how turned on he became once Steve had cajoled him into the tub.
Steve loved to worship Christian’s body in this way, to reverently wash every single part of his lover, to show him just how much he was cherished. Steve went back to washing the area he’d so conveniently left out earlier, he plunged his arm into the water in between Christian’s legs and started to rub slightly more incessantly than he had previously, he soon got Christian’s attention. He washed every part of him that he could reach with the sponge, causing Christian to moan and buck, splashing water over the sides of the bath and in one particularly cruel move in which Steve rubbed the sponge back along Christian’s puckered hole, which caused Christian to thrash in surprise and drenched Steve in the process.
Christian chuckled to himself, pleased to see that Steve got comeuppance for his endless teasing.
“Oh you think that’s funny do you, Kane?! You had better be a good boy and stay nice and still or you’ll find yourself on the receiving end of something you may not find quite as amusing, do you hear me?!” Steve said in the most authoritative voice he could manage whilst kneeling on the bathroom floor in a wet, and now a see-through white shirt.
Steve quickly peeled off the offending article and turned his attention back to Christian, who was still looking a little too smug for Steve’s liking; he reached back into the bath and with the sponge pressed firmly and rubbed along Christian’s perineum. Christian on his part did his best to remain still, but his breathing betrayed his true feelings at this latest assault, his breathing became harsher as he rushed towards orgasm despite his cock being held in the cage. Steve knew exactly when to stop, he could feel his boyfriend’s balls pulled up and tight against the back of his hand.
Steve then removed his hand, looking incredibly pleased with himself, he gave his lover a look that said what?! He moved behind Christian and sat down on the back of the bath. He slid his legs on either side of his lover before gently pushing on Christian’s shoulders so that Christian’s back was pressed against Steve’s legs.
Steve grabbed a small jug from the shelf and filled it with the warm bath water, he gently held Christian’s chin and said, “Tip your head back baby boy.”
He poured the water over his lover’s unruly locks, using his other hand to ensure that none of the water got in his eyes. Steve then grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed out an excessively large amount into one hand and started to rub his hands and fingers through the brown curls.
Christian lolled his head to rest of Steve’s knee relaxing into his boyfriend’s tender touches. Steve slowly worked the shampoo in, taking time to massage Christian’s scalp and neck in the process. When he was happy and Christian was once again halfway to being asleep, he rinsed out all the shampoo and then repeated with the conditioner, that Christian didn't even call him on, far too relaxed to pass comment. Steve spent possibly 10 minutes or more massaging the conditioner through every hair, loving the feeling of Christian’s hair through his fingers. It was only when the water started to feel cool around his legs that Steve realised that he was still washing his lover’s hair. He quickly rinsed the product out of Christian’s hair and reached for the plug to let the water drain away.
Christian started to stir as he noticed the temperature difference, he looked down to see that that water had all gone. Christian looked up to see Steve standing there will a fluffy towel. Christian slowly climbed out of the bath, conscious of his unsteady feet. Steve grabbed him just before he fell, holding him tightly against his chest.
Steve moved him towards the toilet seat, which Steve put down to help with the drying off. He directed Christian to sit whilst wrapped in his towel, Steve then went to grab a smaller towel and started to towel dry Christian’s hair, making sure it was a dry as it could be. He then got Christian’s hairbrush and gently brushed it through his lover’s curly locks, before making sure that the rest of his boyfriend was dry.
He then replaced the leather cuff on Christian’s wrist, but left the key and chain in the bathroom, and then got ready to move him back into the bedroom.
Once Steve had returned his lover to the bedroom, there was just one more thing to deal with before they both could go to sleep. He led Christian over to the bed, making him kneel facing the headboard, which he then secured his wrists to with the soft leather cuffs. Christian moved to try to get comfortable, wondering what was going to happen next. He was exhausted and all he wanted was to sleep, or if he was really honest with himself, to suck Steve off and then sleep.
However, this new position confused him, he couldn’t see what Steve was doing and knew he’d be in trouble if he turned his head. Luckily, he didn’t have to wait very long as he soon felt the dip of the bed as his lover settled behind him. His cock tried in vain to harden as he felt Steve’s naked legs against his, finally, he thought.
“Okay, let’s sort out these marks shall we?” Steve stated as he popped the cap on the aloe vera lotion that was always kept next to the bed. Steve lovingly kissed each mark before applying the gel, starting on his back, and then moving closer so Christian could feel Steve’s hard cock press lightly against his left ass cheek as the gel was applied to his chest.
Christian let out a frustrated moan when Steve moved back but this was soon stopped when Steve started on his ass and thighs.
By the time Steve had finished Christian was a strange mixture of relaxed and horny, he knew what he wanted, but was unsure whether he should ask for it, whether he would be rejected or not. Steve seemed to sense Christian’s unease as he placed the bottle back on the bedside table.
“What is it, Love?” he asked lightly kissing the other man’s shoulder and running his hands down his sides, careful to avoid the marks on his skin.
Christian sighed, “Please…please let me suck you?” hanging his head as he waited for Steve’s reply.
Steve was stunned by the vulnerability in his lover’s voice, this was not his usual boyfriend, it wasn’t the first time that Christian had tried to try to seduce Steve into having sex with him straight after been punished, but this was different he sounded like he was still deep in subspace.
“Sweetheart…you know that there’s no sex when you’re being punished,” Steve said gently.
He already had his end game in mind, but this new side of Christian would need reassuring before they got to that part.
Christian sniffed, whispering, “I know, Sir, but please, I’ll make it so good…I’ll be so good for you.”
Steve reached around and placed his hand on Christian’s chest right over his heart, “Christian…” he stopped when he felt spots of water on his hand, realising that Christian was crying “Shhhhhh, come on sweetheart, everything’s alright, trust me…” this only seemed to make Christian sob harder, to the point where Steve could feel Christian shaking.
Christian began to panic, he had to let Steve know how he felt, so he began to beg, “please, please, Steve, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry, Master please, and I can be so good for you, please…”
Steve flinched at the word ‘Master’ it told him all he needed to know about Christian’s state of mind, as Christian knew how much Steve disliked the word. Steve thought it was a term that belonged in dungeons and clubs where leather and chain were abundant but never in their warm, familiar bedroom.
This outburst left Steve with a problem, as he knew that if he abandoned his previous idea and let Christian go that he would undoubtedly be woken later by a blowjob or at the very least a handjob but his plans might make Christian worse.
He thought the options through for several moments. His decision was made, he tried to slip back into the Dom role just long enough to finish this.
“What are the rules on sex during punishment, Christian?” Steve asked.
Christian stilled, he had disappointed his master, and he knew he had to fix it. Steve waited for a response, but when he realised that Christian was still stuck in his head, he decided to try a different tact.
“Answer me, boy!” he barked, making Christian jump at the stern tone in his voice.
“Ah, S...s…sir, no sex during punishments, Sir!” he managed to grunt out.
He knew he shouldn’t say anymore but he couldn’t help himself, “but there was that one time, S...Steve… Sir. Please, Steve?” he pleaded. Steve slapped his right thigh before saying
“What did you say?!”
“S…sir, sorry sir” Christian miserably responded.
“That’s not what you said, Christian. Is that what you want? A repeat of your first punishment?”
Christian’s head shot up, “No, Sir, I’m sorry Sir, whatever you want, Sir, that’s what I want, please.”
Steve reached out to pet Christian’s sides, “shhh, calm down…you are right though, it is about what I want, and I know exactly I want,” Steve calmly whispered, causing Christian to whimper slightly and go tense as if awaiting his sentence.
Steve didn't say anything else. He reached for his hard cock and slowly started to jerk himself off. Christian started to get nervous; straining his ears to hear what was going to happen next.
It was only when he thought he could hear the slip-slide of skin on skin and Steve’s bitten back moans that he realised what was happening. He started to pull on his restraints, desperate to touch Steve, needing the contact, he turned his head to see if he could get a better look, the second he did he met Steve’s lust blown eyes.
“Eyes forward, Kane, you don’t deserve to see this, to watch me getting off on your predicament, if only you hadn’t broken the rules we could have had a very different weekend together, but no, you chose to disobey the rules, so now you don’t get to play a part in my pleasure tonight,” Steve grunted out as his hand picked up speed.
His thrusting becoming more erratic but taking care not to touch Christian in any way. Christian has started babbling, desperate to get something, anything from Steve, telling him how sorry he was, telling him he loves him, this stream of pleading made Steve completely lose it and he came all over Christian’s ass, thighs and back, Christian was sobbing by the time that Steve had come down enough to move.
“Shhhh, Shhhh Baby Boy, it’s all over now. You’re so beautiful, shhh, you did so well, baby, so good for me.” Steve soothed, as he wiped his cum off Christian’s body and reached for the cuffs.
As soon as Christian is released he turned and grabbed Steve pulling him into a bone-crushing hug, with his face buried in the blonde’s neck he sobbed as he said, “I’m so so sorry, please, Steve, please…”
Steve ran his knuckles down the bumps of Christian’s spine, “Shhhh, come on Christian, let’s get you into bed, come on”, but Christian wouldn't move, wouldn't let go. “Come on baby boy, you did so well, I’m so proud of you, I forgive you, you know that I could never stay mad at you for very long anyway,” Steve said as he reached for Christian’s leather cuff, intent on taking it off, hoping that this would allow Christian to come back to him, but as soon as his fingers reached his boyfriend's wrist,
Christian whined pitifully and tried to pull his arm away. Steve instantly raised his hands in a defensive gesture.
“Ok, ok, I’m won’t take it off, but I need you to look at me Christian,” Steve tried, worried that Christian still seemed too deep in subspace. When Christian didn’t move, Steve moved his hand back to the leather strap, and just held it loosely, “Sweetheart, I need you to look at me, I need to know you are here with me, if you don’t, I’ll have to take this off…”
Christian jerked as Steve paused “Now, I know you don’t want that, I don’t want that either, but you are starting to scare me, let me see these beautiful blue eyes, baby.”
Slowly, Christian moved from his refuge in Steve’s neck and turned his face to look at Steve. Steve let the breath go he didn’t even realise he was holding and started to smile at the unfocused and distant look on his boyfriend’s face, “That’s it, baby, come back to me, I’m right here, come on, I know you can do it.”
Christian blinked slowly looking like he was stoned, he could hear Steve’s disembodied voice as he fought to find his way back, his body was already exhausted and it was a real struggle to fight against his body’s natural instinct and fall into the knife-edge of oblivion that he was coasting around, when he saw Steve’s smile widen he knew he was looking more with it, he wanted to taste that smile so he leaned in and tentatively pressed his lips to his lover’s.
Steve made a surprised noise but made no attempt to move away, the kiss was chaste and quick, Steve could feel Christian smiling against his mouth, he mumbled “I love you,” and then moved back to sit on his haunches.
“There you are!” Steve exclaimed happily, “Come on let’s get you into bed, I dunno about you but I’m exhausted.”
Christian nodded shyly and allowed Steve to manhandle him under the covers, slipping in behind him so they could spoon,
“Hmm, I love you, you know that right?!” Steve asked, nuzzling his face against the older man’s dark brown curls, enjoying his natural scent. Christian made a soft noise, then turned over, so that he could rest his head on Steve’s chest, snuggling as close as possible.
“I love you too, darlin’,” he whispered.
Steve lay there staring at the ceiling, carding his fingers through Christian’s hair as he felt his breathing slow and even out, a sure sign he had fallen asleep. Steve could feel his eyelids getting heavier, as he planned the rest of their weekend together. Yes, he thought, this weekend is going to be good and then sleep took him.