“This is… new for me,” George said quietly. They were standing beside Theo’s bed, facing one another. They were both down to their drawers. Theo had removed his banyan, and his skin gleamed pale gold in the candlelight.
“Believe it or not, it's new for me too. This part anyway.”
“What part?”
“Bringing someone into my own bedchamber.” Theo cleared his throat. “Someone I know. And like. And will see again tomorrow.”
George gave a huff of laughter at that. “Firsts for both of us, then.”
“And since it’s your first…” Theo stepped away, plucking something off the dressing table. He held it out to George on the palm of his hand to examine—a small blue glass jar with a stopper in it. “We’ll need plenty of this.”
“What is it?” George asked, taking it from him and removing the stopper. He eyed the solid, whitish grease inside curiously.
Theo’s smile was oddly sweet. “A little concoction a friend introduced me to. An apothecary he knows makes it—there’s nothing exciting in it. It’s just a pleasantly scented balm that will help me get inside you.”
George made a strangled noise at that and felt his face heat.
Theo laughed softly. “Unless you change your mind,” he added. “Which you are free to do, at any time. This is not for everyone. Some men never enjoy it. It’s all right if you don’t. We can change places.”
“I’m not going to change my mind,” George said stubbornly.
“So long as you know you can,” Theo agreed easily. “You’ll have plenty of time to decide. I plan to take my time with you.” And with that, he sank to his knees and began unfastening the buttons of George’s drawers.
George gave a low groan as he watched Theo push the linen down his legs, helping George to step out of them. And then he was standing before Theo, entirely naked.
Theo took several long moments just to look him over, lightly stroking his hands up George’s thighs. “Such a handsome boy.”
George whimpered. His cockhead was already dripping, and when Theo leaned in to lick up the fluid beading there, George moaned, his fingers tunnelling into Theo’s hair.
“I’m going to have to be careful with you,” Theo murmured, licking gently at his wet, pink tip. “You’re so eager, you’ll be coming down my throat in less than a minute if we don’t watch out.”
George gave a half-sob and canted his hips up, but Theo kept his attentions very light, with tiny kitten licks and the softest grazes of his fingers over George’s shaft and tight balls.
“So sensitive,” Theo murmured. “Let’s get you comfortable on the bed for the next part.”
“The next part?”
Theo rose to his feet. “Opening you up,” he said simply.
George swallowed. “Do you, um, want me to bend over?”
Theo’s face creased with amusement. “That sounds rather too much like visiting the headmaster’s office for a thrashing. Why don’t you lie down on your back like an emperor instead. I’ll tend to you until you're begging for my cock.”
George swallowed, hard. “That sounds nice,” he admitted, getting on the bed and watching as Theo removed his own drawers, then settled himself down beside George, holding the little blue jar.
“Can you part your legs for me?” Theo’s gaze was warm, and, despite the nerves that assailed him, George did as he asked without hesitation, his heart racing a little in anticipation of what was coming.
Theo’s fingers skimmed up his thigh, exploring, making him shiver, caressing his balls and the sensitive flesh below, then encouraging him to open his legs a little wider, exposing his hole.
“There it is,” Theo murmured, his mouth hitching up in a one-sided smile. And then he touched George right there, a careful brush of fingers, his eyes gleaming when George gasped and arched up in response.
“Lovely,” he said, bending his head to brush his lips over George’s, as though to capture his pleasure.
He touched him for a while like that, with maddeningly light caresses, teasing and patient.
“More, Theo,” George pleaded after a while. “Please.”
“All right,” Theo said, dipping his fingers into the little jar. He rubbed the grease between his fingers. It smelled pleasantly of wood and spice, a masculine fragrance that George liked.
