“Okay, Sir. A bath sounds nice.”
“Perfect. I’ll get the water started. You undress.”
I moved around him, brushing my hand against his hip and lower back on my way. I wanted him to get used to my touch, to never fear me. So far, in the past week, he's done great.
I was proud of him.
He had gained so much bravery while in my care. Charlie was speaking more words, letting his thoughts flow out.
And now, just today, he was starting to truly shine. He was finding his feet, finding his limits and most of all, showing emotion that he wouldn’t have dared to do just weeks ago.
Starting with the bath water, I added bubbles and some smelly salts. The aroma of lavender and cherries soon filled the bathroom.
I turned just in time, to see Charlie walk into the bathroom, naked, at the perfect time.
Over the last couple of weeks, he’d gained back almost all the weight he had lost after returning to Lockswell. The bruising on his back was fully healed, leaving the V still angry on his shoulder. With that cut being so deep, it’d take longer to heal.
“You’re beautiful.” And he was.
Dark blond hair, always combed with quiet precision. High cheekbones that caught the light just right. A nose so straight it looked carved, not grown.
But it was his eyes that ruined me every time. Sharp. Unforgiving. And somehow, still the safest place I’d ever looked.
Charlie was my home.
Wherever we went in life, as long as he was by my side, I’d want nothing else.
“It’s different when you call me that, Sir.”
Good,I thought. I held out my hand, helping him into the tub. One foot, then the next. I didn’t let go of his hand until he was seated.
It was a shame the bubbles covered his body, but if he were mine, I’d be able to look at him better whenever I pleased.
“Lean back, and just relax, sweetheart.”
Slowly, he leaned back against the side of the tub. His head rested on the lip, and he simply gazed up at me. That look was as if I were his entire world.
“Thank you, Sir. For allowing me to be with you.” The words were quiet, but that didn’t stop the meaning behind them.
“Thankyoufor being here.” If he wasn’t comfortable here, I’d have found a placement for him somewhere.
“I like it here. With you.”
“I like you being here.”
We fell into silence as I began to wash him. With a soft cloth, I dipped it into the water before running it over every part of his body. Between his fingers, up each arm. Down his chest.
Charlie closed his eyes as I washed his legs and feet. When I got to his crotch, I glanced at his face once more.
His eyes were scrunched tightly shut, and his breathing was a bit heavier than it had been.
“Color?” Was I going too far?
“Green.” As he answered, he shifted his legs just slightly, parting them as if readying himself for a touch that was to come.
At first, I wasn’t sure if he truly was green. With the way he held his body, not as relaxed as the moment before, I’d say he was nearing yellow, if not red.
But, taking his answer at face value, I slid the cloth over one hip, up around his pelvis to the other hip. Then, slowly, I moved it closer to his cock.
