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OOC: This chat takes place directly after this one, where Mads and Ioan are at the Reception of Dom and Trent’s Collaring.

Mads and Ioan return to their quarters for more…fun.

Mads had managed to make it back to their quarters without molesting Ioan (too badly) in the lift, but once inside, he had the boy pressed against the door again. However, the kisses weren't violent now, weren't hurried or frenzied. They were no less hungry or passionate...or possessing...but there was less urgency. They had all night. "How about," Mads growled against the flesh of the boy's throat. "A slow fuck in the shower...hmmm?"

and the next morning...

Mads lay in bed watching Ioan sleep, propped on one elbow. The boy looked so peaceful like this - and Mads almost hated to interrupt his sleep. Almost. But Ioan was simply too tempting. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss into the hollow of the boy's throat, one hand trailing down his side beneath the sheets. Neither of them had anywhere to be anytime soon, and Mads had no intentions of leaving bed for anything more than sustenance, if they required it.