Bondage Mansion (Ferard)

Chapter 18: Tell Me What You Want

***Bert***

When Robert woke this morning he was happy to see that Gerard was snuggled up to his side. He caressed his face and wished he still had his long black hair back. He loved to push it behind Gerard's ears. He knew it would grow back and that the color would grow out again, but still, he wondered what made Frank cut and dye Gerard's hair in the first place? He would have to ask Frank at some point, but right now it was time to get up. Gerard and Robert had a long day ahead and they had to get going early.

"Sweetheart, Gee, wake up."

Gerard fluttered his eyes open and croaked out a name that made Robert stiffen up.

"Please, Frank, let me sleep a little longer."

Robert looked down at Gerard and saw that he was still asleep. He realized that he must have been dreaming, but still dreaming about Frank, that bothered him. Robert realized that he never really asked Gerard what happened between him and Frank. Gerard seemed fine today so Robert did not think to push it, but now he wanted to know. He nudged Gerard again until he opened his eyes and focused on Robert. His heart melted a little when Gerard smiled and reached up to caress his face. He almost lost track of what he was going to say from this small gesture.

"Gee, did Frank do anything wrong to you?"

Robert felt Gerard's hand stiffen on his face. He looked into his eyes and searched for the truth.

"What do you mean by wrong?"

"Well, did he force himself upon you like we feared he would?"

Gerard's face showed he was processing the question. Robert waited for the answer.

"Well, I cannot say that I enjoyed eating and sleeping on the floor, but no, I do not believe he forced anything on me that I did not say he could do."

"Did you actually sleep with him?"

"I can honestly say, Bert, that I did not. We did nothing like you and I have done."

Robert was so happy to hear this admission that he swooped down and hugged Gerard tightly.

"I am so happy to hear this Gee. Now up up, we have to get going. A big day planned for us and if we do not go soon, we will not make it home by supper. Go find your best outfit and make yourself even more beautiful for me."

Gerard stepped out of the bed and stretched. Robert had forgotten that he did not put on his pants last night and was staring at Gerard's morning hard-on. Gerard did not seem to notice.

"Um Gee, close your robe please."

Gerard looked down and quickly tied the sash on the gown. He mumbled a quick apology and left the room to get dressed. Robert got out of bed and proceeded to wash up quickly from the basin of fresh water he just poured. He got dressed in his best attire and headed down stairs for an early breakfast. Gerard joined him soon and Robert's breath was taken away. Gerard looked stunning. He chose an off-white shirt made of the finest silk that dipped low and showed off his pale skin. It had puffed out sleeves that tapered at the wrists. He still had to hide the bandages of course. His trousers were a light grey material that flowed and caressed his shapely legs. He chose a similar color boot for shoes and to round out the outfit, he picked out a light grey cravat that dipped down and covered the pale flesh of his chest for some modesty. Robert smiled as Gerard approached. Peter held out an off-white waist length coat for him to don.

"Thank you Mr. Wentz."

"Not at all Master Way, and might I say you look fetching today."

Gerard blushed at the compliment and thanked him again. He placed a matching hat on his head and as soon as Robert had his coat on, they linked arms and walked out the door as Peter held it for them. Robert leaned in and kissed Gerard softly on the cheek as Peter closed the door behind them. The carriage was waiting for them beyond the steps. Robert held the door open for Gerard and took his hand as he climbed in. Robert seated himself opposite Gerard, closed the door and bade the driver go. Gerard had no idea what was in store for him today, and Robert could not wait to see his face when they arrived at their destination, the art museum.