Few weeks after their first "hot" night, Bastian and Dorian were regularly seeing each other, to exchange few words while sharing a coffee outside, taking few strolls at the parc or eating out at the restaurant, but most of time they were ending at Dorian's place (they were not fond of Bastian and Tristan's because of Kim), to spend sleepless nights together.
A morning after Dorian ended by testing Bastian suppleness until the end of night, their little panther was enjoying the bed for himself alone as they left early to pass by the gym before going to work. They had exchanged their keys a while ago, so Bastian hadn't to rush first in the morning, and this was more than welcome, this was helping him organizing his thoughts about this surprising relationship they were building slowly.
He was there, laying under the blanket, with his eyes slightly opened because of the sunrising light, his left thumb on the mouth, and his thoughts running wild:
"Aahh, it feels so nice to wake up in their bed, it smells like them... my back hurts a bit but Dorian is so kind and carrying, I wouldn't have thought that I'd love being treated like this... and what a good idea we had to do all these tests to go all the way, the sensation of them filling my inside at the very end is priceless, it's making me losing my mind".
With having reminiscence of the last time they did it, few minutes ago, he get up and went to the kitchen to drink a coffee. He put the cup on the famous marble bar, a place he wouldn't look at in the same way now that Dorian made him melted in their arms, several times, when he was lying on the stony surface. The hot and cold memories gave him chills. His cheeks turned red, and he felt suddenly guilty to think of it when he was standing alone in their flat, naked, with messy hair and their cum dripping on the interior of his thighs.
"Bastian, you're shameless... go clean all this mess and the bedsheets... it's already enough that Dorian let you sleep here while they're at work... aahh I miss them... I miss their strong arms and body... aahh and their scent too, these notes of cedar wood and vanilla are obsessing me... yup, that's the word, an obsession, I can't help but think of them when they're not right next to me. And even in that case, I've never enough of them... I want more, I want to go further."
He was folding the dirty bedsheet when he let a long sigh coming out of his mouth, he was thinking of few plays he tried by the past, and one in particular... He was missing the sensation of the rope on his skin, restraining his movements, and forcing him to let go. Feeling his body suspended, having no chance to escape, only by plenty trusting the person next to him, yes, he wanted to try this with Dorian... but what would their reaction be? Would they be ok to try it? As for now they only had a vanilla flavoured relationship, and even though Dorian accepted to play this "dominated though carrying top" role, he wasn't sure if this poetic though BDSM exchange would suit their tastes...
"I have to speak with them, maybe can we start slowly just by restraining my wrists and legs a bit, no need to afraid them straight from the beginning! I know, next time we met I'll take few of my accessories, and we'll see their reactions..."
Few days after they were meeting at the docks to eat together, Dorian was surprised to see Bastian carrying a bag on his back, usually he wasn't fond of taking something extra.
-"Is this your camera? Do you plan to take few photographs?"
-"Hum, no. Not that time, it's true that the light is amazing tonight but no... there is something more interesting here." said Bastian with giving small slaps on his bag, and added "who knows... you may like it...".
Dorian didn't miss his expression, his side sight, and the blush on his cheeks, they recognize the one he had the first time they met, and immediately guessed Bastian had an idea in mind but was too shy to share it yet. During their diner, Bastian didn't stop shaking his leg nervously or playing with his napkin, which ended in pieces... Dorian, who noticed it, rushed things, and propose to take the dessert at their place, they were not comfortable seeing him like this, and was curious about what he had in mind.
