Take My Hand

27 We Like To Play You See

I forgot that he had to work. I know what you are thinking, 'how could you forget that he has to work to afford rent and stuff?' Well, I just forgot. It wasn't like I had to do anything like that before. My parents paid for everything.

I had only just left the safety of my home nest to create a new life. I wasn't trained for most of this shit. I had no idea how to cook myself food. Or wash my own clothes. Quite frankly I wasn't even sure which bottle was cleaner and which one was air freshener.

They looked the same okay! I even read the back of the damn bottles and it was really hard to figure out. One of them had a picture of a stove on it, so I knew what that one was for. But the bathroom one was in the kitchen and there was this weird smelling stuff with clouds on the front.

It was just confusing. I wanted to make the place clean before Sasha came back from work, but I didn't really know what I was doing. I did what any self respecting young adult would do. I looked it up. The videos weren't bad. One told me what chemical to look for so I knew what to use.

I took a guess and used the sad looking cloths under the sink to wipe things. It was tiring work, and I think my level of respect for the cleaners at my old house went up by about double. They had a ton more to clean and they didn't complain, but I guess they were also getting paid to do it.

I hope they were getting paid enough. Come to think of it, I guess I could find somewhere to get paid to do it now too. I wasn't an expert, but it was doable. I wasn't sure I liked the smell of all the cleaning stuff though. Maybe it wasn't the best idea.

Anyways, the theory I had was that if the cleaning was already done then we could just play video games when he got home. It was a good plan. He could just relax and unwind. Hopefully I would get praised for doing good.

It took me awhile to do it. I had to keep checking the videos to make sure I didn't screw it up. Then the room was clean, but all the cleaning stuff was dirty. So I had to clean the stuff I cleaned with and put it away properly.

I didn't want to get in trouble on my first day by myself at his apartment. In fact, I really wanted to get rewarded. A deep kiss? Maybe he would let me snuggle with him? I really loved being his little spoon last night. The weight of his arm over me was so comfortable.

It didn't even matter that we didn't do anything really risqué. It was enough that I was finally here and able to wrap my arms around him as I drifted off to sleep. I thought about the warning he gave me and shuddered.

"Lukas? Where are you?" I heard the call from the door and ran to meet him.

"Ah, hey. I was just in the other room." I panted a little from running and looked down when I saw him frown at me. I was a bit of a mess. My shirt was damp and dirty. My pants were wrinkled and had smears on them. I stank like cleaners too.

"You are a mess. Did you clean while I was gone?" He glanced into the kitchen with a considering look.

"Yeah! I found some videos and I cleaned the kitchen, the bathrooms and vacuumed." I said proudly. He grinned at me.

"Good boy. Now I think it is you that needs a clean though. It looks like you fought the dirt instead of just removing it." He was giving me a once over and I blushed.

"Sorry about that. In my defense, I'm kind of new to this." I held my shirt out away from my body and bit my lips. He shook his head.

"Fair enough. Let's go now. Upstairs to get cleaned." He shooed me up the stairwell and I turned to precede him into the master suite. He pulled my soiled shirt up off me and threw it into the hamper. Then he pushed me into the bathroom.

"I can just take a shower." I mumbled with a blush. He grinned at me and ran the water in the tub.

"I think you need a bath." His voice was teasing. I gulped as he added something to the water that made bubbles. I felt a little silly.

"Bubble baths are for kids." I mumbled petulantly. He chuckled.

"Not all. Come on, get your pants off and get in." He tugged at the leg and nodded towards the quickly filling tub. I sighed and did as I was told, shoving the fabric down my legs and stepping into the bubbly water.

"It smells like vanilla." I murmured as the warm suds slid across my skin. He hummed and reached out with a scrubber to wash my shoulders. I closed my eyes and leaned forward as his firm hands moved across and down my arms.

He rubbed my back down to the edge of the water and just below. Then he pushed me back to do my chest. I was in bliss as he washed me. I didn't even mind when he ran a softer cloth over my face and then pulled a leg up to scrub. I watched his serious expression as he did it.

I was leaned back and fully cleaned when he leaned forward and pulled me over for a kiss. It was a surprise as his fingers burrowed into my hair and bent me towards him. I felt his tongue swipe across my lips and I opened them without hesitation.

He devoured me. My head spun as his mouth dominated my senses. After months of thinking of this, ages it felt like waiting for this... I was overwhelmed. I felt my breath stutter and my heart pounded fiercely.

His hand trailed down my neck and traced over my chest. I gasped as he pulled back and kissed down my chin to my neck. The sensitive skin there distracted me. I barely noticed when his firm fingers grasped me underneath the water.

I moaned as his hand rubbed over the soft flesh. His teeth gnawed at the tender skin over my clavicle and then sucked almost painfully at my trap muscle. I wanted to squirm as he fondled me underneath the bubbles.

My breathing was laboured and I grasped his arm as the feeling of passion washed over me in waves. The feeling in my gut was tightening and I whimpered as his pace increased ever so slowly.

"That's my boy. Show me a wicked face." He leaned back and watched me with half lidded eyes. I almost wanted to complain. He was fully dressed and I was sitting here only covered by a thin wall of white bubbles. He was dry and I was sliding around inside a tub.

"Ah!" I was reduced to nothing more than lewd sounds as his hand pumped over me and made my head tip backwards in limp surrender.

"Such a good boy. Come for me. Come for your Master." His deep voice and incessant stroking make me arch back, nails digging into the skin of his arm. I wanted to hold out, but every nerve in my body wanted to release.

So I did. I came hard and my whole body shook from the power of it. I felt the jets of warmth shoot out into my bath water and the feeling of boneless relaxation overtook me. Sasha lifted me up out of the bath quickly and set me on my feet on the soft bath mat.

He held me up as he wrapped a warm towel around my shoulders and dried me off. I was dazed as I clutched onto him, naked and still half hard. When I was only damp dry, he pulled me against him for another mind-shattering kiss.

"Now we can play some games." His eyes glinted dangerously as he pulled away slightly. I smiled and clutched onto his shirt with fisted hands.

"Yes Sir." I whispered. I looked at him lustily. He chuckled darkly and leaned towards my ear.

"Video games."

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