It was Adrian's birthday weekend and Roger celebrated it to the max! He'd been in a
bit of a funk earlier in the week, but then he decided to dash around like mad making
reservations and commissioning Adrian's present. They'd gone out
dancing late last night, had a late
breakfast in bed, attended the opening of
Sweeney Todd, dined at the
River Cafe
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Adrian was the one who was going to be in charge from now on, and even as he liked that thought, it was strange as well. He'd spent over a year learning himself to let go of control, and now he had to be in complete control.
"Okay. Come on then," He replied and with that walked into the club, expecting Roger to follow him. The silver chain was delicate but strong in his hand, the tingle of magic everpresent.
With a smile on his lips he approached the bar and the man behind the counter. For now he wouldn't allow himself to be distracted by the place and the people, but Merlin, he was curious about this.
"Davies. We have a table reserved."
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So this is Roger's lover. Not bad. Not bad at all. Boy has taste. Jon grins as he shows them the table, a bottle of chilled whiskey and a red rose in a vase alrady on it.
"There you go. I hope it's to your liking."
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"Yes, thank you," he said mildly, flicking his glance to Jon, then Adrian, and then back to the floor.
He heard the sound of whipping, but he wasn't the slightest bit curious. Roger's focus was on Adrian. Had they disturbed the mood they'd created at the restaurant, or did Adrian still want him?
Roger's own mood was indescribably horny. Adrian had introdcued him to semi-public sex in the back room at Beaters and it turned him on no end. The wristlet and chain were even better than he imagined. Yes, there was a slight tingle where his personal magic linked to Adrian's, but this connection also seemed to shoot straight for his cock. Roger didnt' know if that was simply his imagination, all he knew was that he was hard.
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"Very much so," Adrian said distractedly, looking around at the different ... scenes in what he could only describe as a dungeon. He tried to conceal his wonder and surprise, but wasn't quite successful.
"An interesting place..." he looked back at the bartender with a crooked smile.
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