Page 41 of Collin: Episodes 13-15
“No. It’s just this is the room I slept in at first before I agreed to stay.”
Artemis walked in the door, sniffed at Alice, and came over to Collin. Her cone was off for the moment. He crouched down and gave her some love. “Alice, this is Artemis. Artemis, this is Alice. She likes cats.”
“I like animals, period.” Alice crouched down and held her hand out low. “Is there anywhere she doesn’t like being touched?”
“Her tail right now and her tummy.”
Artemis wandered over to Alice and brushed up against her.
“You’re so black and shiny,” Alice cooed. “Can I keep her in here tonight?”
“If she wants to stay and you don’t mind leaving the door cracked. She has the run of the place.”
Collin left Alice to shower and sleep. Mr. Moreau was waiting in the living room for him. He put down his sketch pad, closing it as Collin approached.
Collin crawled into his sir’s lap. “Is Master home?”
“He went for a massage downstairs. Damian is driving back from that function out by the airport.” Mr. Moreau checked his watch. “It’s probably just us for another twenty to thirty minutes. Does Alice have everything she needs?”
“Yes, she’s set. And she’s going to bed. She and Ash have plans in the morning. I’m treating them to tickets to an escape room while I’m in class.”
Mr. Moreau’s eyes crinkled up, pleased. “Good for them. And good to see Ash doing something normal for his age.”
Collin yawned, then nodded in agreement. “How are you, sir?”
Mr. Moreau patted Collin’s rear, signaling him to get up, and then stood himself, collecting his glasses and his pad. He nodded toward the master suite. Collin trailed after him. Once inside, Collin closed the door.
“I’m well,” Mr. Moreau answered Collin’s question. “I would very much like a lapful of my boy—with less clothes.”
“I should shower, sir.”
“Leave the door open, then.”
Collin blushed. “Yes, sir.”
He stripped, hanging his suit up in the walk-in closet and tossing his shirt and underthings in the wash. He handed his sir the key for his cock cage that he had carried for the day. Mr. Moreau let him out. In the shower, he left the door open. Mr. Moreau leaned against the counter, pencil in hand, drawing. Now and then, Collin caught him watching him, then looking back down at his pad. Collin grabbed the less serious enema kit. He never knew when his doms wanted to go inside, and he preferred to be clean.
“Are you drawing me, sir?”
“Perhaps. You’re certainly serving as a muse.”
Collin blushed. “Happy to be of service, sir.”
Mr. Moreau grinned. “If it wasn’t so late, I’d make you stay in the water longer, but I can come back to this.”
“Couple more minutes, sir.” Collin closed his eyes and went back under the water.
He came out from under the water from his last full-body rinse to both of his doms kissing. Grinning, Collin turned the shower off and grabbed his towel. He dried in the stall and left the towel behind. His doms were going to see little enough of him naked this weekend as it was; he could give them this. He went up to them and leaned in.
“Hey, Master.”
Mr. Reevesworth pulled Collin in, kissing him. “How are my men?”
“Sleepy,” Collin replied.
“Ready for bed,” Mr. Moreau said. “You?”
“Ready to sleep. And looking for somewhere warm to sleep inside of.”
