Page 51 of Perfect Night

“You don’t need to do that. I know your work’s important.”

“I never take time off and I’m the boss, so that’s non-negotiable. Will you just let me spoil you for the next couple of weeks?”

“Spoil me, how?” He was hesitant.

“Let me pay for everything.”

Charlie thought for a second. “Okay . . .”

Sebastian smiled.

“Okay . . . but . . . no gifts.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you can cover the flights. I’m staying at your place, and meals out and if we do any sightseeing and all that, but no extravagant gifts.”

Sebastian wanted to argue, but Charlie had given him a big concession. He’d take it and see if he could find some wiggle room on their deal later. Sebastian was a shrewd negotiator. He was about to agree when he remembered something.

“Do you have a tuxedo?”

“No. Why?”

“There’s a charity event I need to attend while we’re in New York. I’d like you to be my date, but you’ll need a tux.”

“Can’t I just wear a suit?”

“No, it’s fancy.”

“Not really my thing. You go, and I’ll wait back at your place.”

“It’s raising money for LGBTQ+ homeless youth.”

“Oh, that’s a low blow. Fine, we can go into the West End before we leave tomorrow.”

“No, no, no. I’ve got a tailor in New York. We’ll see him on Tuesday. It’ll be ready for the event on the Saturday.”

“You’re not buying me a custom-made tuxedo. I’ll never wear it again.”

“Oh, you will.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow.

“I love a guy in a tux. You can wear it for me and let me fuck you on the balcony of my apartment.”

“Okay. That’s hot. Fine, but the tuxedo is it. Deal?”

He held out his hand. Sebastian yanked him forward and kissed Charlie deeply. Hands started roaming when the sound of the plates snapped them out of it. Sebastian made quick work of their trays and put them on the trolley before climbing on topof Charlie. It didn’t take long until Sebastian was sliding inside Charlie again. They took it slow. It was no longer fucking. They were making love.

After they’d both come and cleaned up, Sebastian wheeled the trolley of leftover food into the corridor and climbed back into bed, pulling Charlie close to him. He kissed his head and held on tightly. He felt so content. Even if there was a slight niggle; he may wake up again, and Charlie might not be there.

CHAPTER 15

CHARLIE

Waking up in Sebastian’s arms was something he wanted for the rest of his life, but right now he was busting for a piss and was being held in a vice-like grip. He tried to move Sebastian’s arm, but he just pulled Charlie closer, if that was possible. Charlie had a temptingly thick piece of morning wood pressed against his arse, but all he could think about was his bladder bursting. He was going to have to wake Sebastian up. More forcefully, but still as gently as he could, he moved his arm and slid out of the bed.

“Where are you going?” asked Sebastian, sitting up.

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