He opened his eyes slowly. It took a moment to him to get used to the dim light that surrounded him. After a few seconds, he realised he was in his own bed. But how did he get there? He didn't remember. He looked around and saw Luke sitting in the bed by his side. Then everything came back to his mind at once: Luke's kiss, their fight, their conversation in the kitchen, the tea...

"Welcome back, sleepyhead" said Luke smiling. "You must be thirsty, do you want some water?"

The boy brought a glass to Layton's lips, but he refused to drink it.

"C'mon, there's nothing in it" said Luke, drinking from it. "See?"

Much against his will, Layton drank. He was thirsty, and his mouth felt dry.

"How... long...?"

"Only an hour. The dose was very small, and you didn't take it all" said the boy as if he was talking about the day's weather.

The professor's head was a mess, he couldn't think clearly... and felt so weak... Was that also an effect of temazepan? He looked at his boy, his expression saying that he didn't comprehend what was happening. Luke got it quick enough.

"When you fell asleep, I carried you here. Don't worry, I haven't done anything to you... yet. I just prepared everything."

Prepared everything...? The professor tried to rise from his bed, but then he realised he couldn't move his arms. When he looked to his hands, he knew that getting away was not an option.

"I bought those things yesterday, one for each hand. They're half belt, for the wrists, and half handcuffs, for the bedposts. Perfect, huh? I thought you would be more comfortable like that, with your arms opened, and not with your hands on your back with the classical handcuffs."

"Let me... go..."

"Hah, not a chance" said Luke, caressing his professor's chest. He slowly went down and reached the sheets that covered the lower part of Layton's body. His apprentice violently pulled them away, revealing the professor's nakedness. Embarrassed, Layton tucked his legs in, trying to hide his parts from the hungry eyes of his boy.

"Don't" said Luke in a commanding voice. He grabbed his professor's knees and separated them again, leaving him in a worst position than before. Layton realised he had no strength in his legs, and that Luke could do with as he pleased, so he decided to obey... for now.

Luke got up from the bed and examined the other man's body. His lusty eyes seemed to drink from it, moving fast from one part to another in no time. Layton had never felt as self-conscious as in that moment. He closed his eyes and turned his head away from Luke, gritting his teeth. That reaction seemed to amuse him.

"My, feeling timid already?" he said mischievously. After a pause, he continued. "I want you to look at me."

Layton didn't move nor answered. He might be unable to defend himself, but at least he couldn't be forced to look, could he?

"No, huh? Well, listen carefully. The drug and those beautiful things in your wrists are not the only things I bought yesterday. If you don't obey, I will be forced to hurt you. And we don't want that, do we now?"

Luke made it sound as if he was scolding a little kid. He waited a few seconds, but his professor didn't look at him. Luke got closer, slowly... He gently took Layton's chin and moved his head so they could be face to face. The professor still had his eyes tightly shut.

"Open your eyes. Please..."

Layton obeyed and Luke gave him a sweet, wet kiss. Neither of them closed their eyes then. They kept staring at each other's eyes, and Layton even responded to that kiss, ever so slightly, as if he didn't wanted Luke to know that he was actually enjoying it.

When Luke finally finished that kiss, he got up again and slowly started undressing himself. The professor kept looking at him while he took off his clothes, as Luke asked him. He observed how he took off his polo with a quiet sight, how carefully he unbuttoned his shirt, how he undid his zipper... He was so beautiful, so provocative, so utterly sexy... Layton thought that he would not be able to avert his gaze from him anymore, even if he wanted to.

No, he had to resist the temptation. He couldn't allow himself to enjoy this. This wasn't right...

Luke came closer to the bed again, now completely naked, and sat near the professor's legs. He started caressing them, saying:

"I really don't want to force you... I would rather make love to you. I want you to want me, that's why I'll do everything in my hand to turn you on..." said the boy grinning. "You will scream my name and beg me to fuck you senseless..."

"No, I will not" answered Layton, ice cold.