A/N: basically a chapter of fluff with a side order of sugar
Regardless of his words to Gabe, he let him doze off, a soft blanket covering his nudity. He had some things to get together, and a chance to recharge would do Gabe good.
In the end, he let Gabe sleep the entire morning away, spending a large proportion of that time just watching him, perched on the edge of the bed and sneaking brief chances to run the tips of his fingers over Gabe's soft skin.
When Gabe woke naturally to the early afternoon light streaming through the window, Laurent had a continental platter of meats and cheeses waiting.
"What's this?" Gabe asked, sitting up in bed and accepting a glass of lightly sparkling grape juice. "It feels like a special meal."
"We haven't finished celebrating, Bambi. Not by a long way." Laurent let his lip curl into a smirk, knowing just how much it turned Gabe on, as he held out a sundried tomato. As he hoped, Gabe slipped it off his fingers using his limber tongue, and Laurent couldn't help the groan at the feeling of it flicking over his fingertips.
He spent a very happy twenty minutes slowly hand feeding Gabe small chunks of Italian cured meats and velvety cheeses, with the odd olive and tomato thrown in, until Gabe let his head fall against the headboard with a contented sigh.
"I'm full now. Thank you for doing this."
"My pleasure, Bambi." Laurent paused, and then decided to just go for it. "I want to do that for you all the time. Make you feel good and cared for."
"Just that?" Gabe asked with a cheeky grin.
"You know it isn't just that." Laurent leaned forward until his mouth was only a hairsbreadth from Gabe's ear, and he knew the soft tickle would run through him. "I want a lot more than just being allowed to care for you."
Gabe whimpered and Laurent sat back with a smug laugh even as he took Gabe's hand in his.
"Do you think you might be ready for some more play?"
"I should practice," Gabe responded, but the way his eyes travelled over Laurent's tight-fitting t-shirt belied his words.
"How about play now and practice later, and tonight I'll take you out for dinner?"
"You will?" Gabe's voice went high in wonder and, not for the first time, Laurent had murderous thoughts about his exes.
"I want to show you off everywhere, Gabe. Never doubt that. Besides, I'm looking forward to covering you with my marks, letting everyone know you're mine." He wondered if that was too far – too close to what had made Gabe uncomfortable earlier, about being on show for others. But Gabe smiled, slow and knowing, and his eyes darkened.
"Yes please," he whispered, and Laurent's heartbeat sped up.
Before he could say anything else, Gabe tilted his head. "Are you sure it's okay to play instead of working?" His voice was sweet, but Laurent heart the needy lilt in his voice and had a realization.
"Gabe," he said, allowing just a little sternness to bleed into his voice, "you must trust me to know what's best for you."
He was rewarded with a breathless noise from Gabe, and the sight of him relaxing against the bed.
"Let me give you what you need, Bambi," he added.
Gabe was beautifully compliant as Laurent stripped him; his face peaceful as he was bound with a complex diamond harness around his chest. When Laurent added a second layer of thinner, harsher rope, tight enough to bite into his soft skin roughly, he went even more lax, only the way his head sank back even further, his neck arched, his breath quickening, demonstrating his pleasure.
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