A/N: Finally finished haha. Warning, there is sort of an implied lemon here. Nothing too graphic or anything. Thanks for the patience!

The two had gone back to Lest's place after work. Lest could sense an unusual energy in Vishnal on the car ride and all during supper. He had been smiling, and seemed open and relaxed. Their conversations meandered in no particular direction and at some point they ended up on the couch. Lest suggested Vishnal pick something to watch, but that didn't happen. Instead, Vishnal turned his attention squarely on the boss.

"Sir, I'm delighted that you've invited me here. " It certainly wasn't the first time he'd been in his boss's house, but his mood seemed completely different. His expression turned serious, and he stared Lest down intensely. "We are alone, and um-" He swallowed, as if preparing himself, "since there's no one to interrupt, I would like to, um, perhaps go- all the way with you sir." While he was slightly hesitant, he had a firm expression on his face.

Lest regarded him with such an intrigued expression. "Well, I'd love to." He looked his secretary up and down, but it didn't seem like he was forcing himself. Actually, his face lit up with pure delight.

"Thank you sir!"

"You don't have to thank me." He suppressed a chuckle, trying to think of a way to make this seem less formal. "I want you too."

"Sir." He seemed so touched and elated.

"Well then, shall we?"

"Um, yes!"

At that, Lest led him into his room. Somehow he expected things to deepen, but he wasn't sure why he had that hunch. Either way, he took the lead and sat on his bed, gesturing with a warm smile for the other to come.

Lest had expected his usually bashful secretary to act guarded and shy, but such an expectation was defied completely. He approached his inviting boss with a warm, almost giddy smile. Lest leaned back and let himself be joined on his bed.

Vishnal hesitated then, but gradually brought his hand to his boss's still clothed chest. "I love you, L-Lest." His voice only wavered slightly, but he didn't appear nervous. "Can I?" His eyes met Lest's as he gestured to the suit covering his boss's body.

"Go ahead." Lest replied in a low voice.

No surprise, Vishnal expertly undressed his boss in an almost matter of fact manner. He removed the tie with a laser like precision, as if he were trying to set a record. Lest didn't protest in the slightest when the dutiful butler reached for his shirt.

The departure from their usual dynamic excited Lest to no end. Sure he loved his somewhat shy and overemotional secretary, but he was very quickly learning to love this more forward and direct Vishnal too. Lest leaned back, his eyes wandered all over his companion's nearly bare body. Vishnal narrowed his eyes in amusement as he realised he had seized the button of his boss's shirt without permission. "Mind if I-?"

"Please." At that he suppressed a chuckle, think about how irresistibly cute it was when his lover acted like a butler.

Vishnal's skilled fingers made quick work of Lest's suit, leaving his chest bare. Vishnal turned his attention to the still buttoned pants and hesitated. Lest eyed him in a way that dared him to proceed. "What's wrong? Slacking on the job?"

"Of course not sir, I am here to serve." There was a hint of playfulness in his tone even though his words were completely serious. Without warning, Lest was pushed down. The button was seized and Vishnal expertly undid the button with a focussed look about him, but jolted up with a surprised yelp when he realised his boss wasn't wearing underwear.

Lest chucked with mischievous delight. "Did I surprise you?"

"you did sir, but in the best possible way." His voice held confidence, which was unexpected. "Do you mind if I touch you?"

"I'd have to fire you if you didn't." Lest joked, then immediately regretted saying that. "I'm kidding, you don't have to if you don't want to."

"Thank you, I'll do my best to make you feel good." The ever efficient butler wasted no time in grabbing his boss's semi-hard shaft and stroking it diligently with a look of concentration.

It quickly became clear that Vishnal had little to no experience doing this. Lest suppressed a chuckle, as not to offend. A small sigh escaped him as he watched his innocent lover try his hardest to please him. It was the thought that counts, right?

"Hold on, wait." Lest said while gripping his lover's hair. "Vishnal."

He looked up into his boss's eyes, slightly worried. "Sir?"

"It's just, I feel kind of selfish, getting it all and not giving anything back." He chuckled then. "Are you feeling left out?"

"Well…"

"Let me give you something too." Lest expected his lover to protest and claim that he was fine with how things were, but Vishnal surprised him with a delighted and eager smile.

"Yes please sir."

"Alright, well," suddenly Lest felt a little shy, but he wasn't about to take back what he just suggested, "in that case, just relax."

Vishnal just nodded. Lest pushed him down then with shaking hands and an unsure smile. It wasn't like he had a wealth of experience either. He'd just have to trust his partner and hope he could do it right.

Together they felt out the situation, and Lest proceeded as gently as he could. Lest graded himself as 'needs work.' While Vishnal raised no objections, he knew he could do better, and practice makes perfect anyway.

"I think I could use some training, what about you?" Lest asked jokingly.

"I um, I believe we should both practice. We should practice as much as possible so we can perfect our technique!"

"Haha, alright. I look forward to training with you."

An air of tranquility seemed to surround them as they came down from their high. Lest immediately coiled around Vishnal, gripping him tightly with his arms and legs. Vishnal wrapped his arms around his boss with a giddy smile plastered on his face. A slight giggle escaped him. "Sir, if I may, you have a very peaceful expression right now."

"Well, that's because I'm feeling peaceful I guess."

"I'm glad."

"I don't know how, but I'm almost certain that everyone at the office is going to know about this somehow. Do you want to take the day off?"

"Sir, I must object. Regardless of what they think, I will not shirk my duties!"

"Haha, no need to get fired up. I thought you'd say that anyway."

"Hmm, yeah."

Neither of them said anything after that. Vishnal didn't even offer to clean up. Instead they opted to drift off listening to the sound of the other's breathing.