The Ruby Sessions

Part I | The Ruby Room

"What is it?" You whisper, giving Ed's palm a quick squeeze.

"Just...keep an open mind. I'll show you."

He nearly always has a jovial inflection in his voice, finding humor in the littlest things. But not now, now he is serious and it changes the tone of his voice completely. It's lower in his throat and his eyes deepen and his barely-there brows furrowed slightly and you know to take him seriously.

The recessed lighting is super dim, casting just barely a glow over the massive centerpiece of the room: an enormous, ornately carved oak four-poster canopy bed. Ed had it specially commissioned when he surprised you with this room in your new London home. It was shipped in pieces, he had told you, and assembled here in the room. It was quite a stunning piece. The California King sized mattress all encased in the dark wood. A sheer swath of fabric floats over the bed, secured the top of each post, creating a see-through ceiling of sorts. Ed had twinkly fairy lights strung up through the soft bunches of the fabric, and the effect is quite pretty.

The whole bed sits atop a massive matching platform, three steps high, built-in stairs making up the edge of the whole thing. There's at least two feet of space all around the base of the bed, and the depth of each stair is about that as well.

He told you he had a lot of trouble finding the perfect bedding to go with the set, and you can just picture him, fretting over the color and fabric choices. He knows you so well, though, and so his final decisions were absolutely perfect. The bedding is a deep, rich plum color. The sheets are soft and slightly satin-y, the duvet a soft quilted cover, and the bed is capped off by about a dozen pillows in various shapes, sizes and firmness, the cases all an assortment of deep purple and burgundy shades.

And so the bed is beautiful, a true masterpiece. It's perfect for this secret, special place. Your lovemaking sessions are breathtaking no matter where you are, but this room is totally different. The mere fact that Ed managed to keep it a secret for so long is astonishing, he has such a hard time keeping quiet about things, but he wanted you to be surprised. And oh, were you surprised. The amount of thought and detail he put into this room... it tugs at your heartstrings. You know Ed, he would have wanted it to be absolute perfection, and it certainly is. He had thought of simply everything.

There were various other pieces of furniture in the large expanse of a room: a long, padded leather bench... a large, circular ottoman... A mini bar on the far wall, complete with a small refrigerator, it's always fully stocked with bottled water, red wine, and other....edibles.

The carpet is luxurious as hell, your bare feet sink in at least a couple of inches as soon as you cross the threshold of the heavy wooden door. The walls are painted a beautiful, warm dark Ruby color - Ed's homage to a confession you had drunkenly made to him pretty early on in your relationship, regarding a certain hot, sweaty set he had played years ago and the consequent videos that had been streamed hundreds of thousands of times.

And so, after the several hours of playing, exploring, teasing and fucking that had ensued after he revealed the room to you for the first time, it was official. Your times together in this room had been dubbed your very own Ruby Sessions - and sessions they were, there were no quick fucks in this room. When one of you was in the mood, you cleared your schedules.

And for that reason, coupled with the extensive touring schedule, your visits to this special place were not too common, and you both savored each one.

You snap back to reality, peering from the other side of the room at the bed. Ed has already partially undressed you, upstairs in the kitchen where the friskiness had first started, and so you're standing in nothing but a white lace bralette and black thong. Ed is clad only in his gray boxer briefs, slightly silky, slightly tented out in the front where his generously-sized package laid.