Well in this chapter which you asked for, we're going to see a lovely submissive side of Bradley, I figured if he'd been doing all the work the night before he'd be no match against a very sober Lord Morgan. Oh did I mention he's tied up ;) I kinda like the idea that Cols tied Bradley up! Anyways enjoy.

'Ah my Lord. I mean not to put a damper on your mood but breakfast will have to be taken inside today. My apologies.'

'What ever do you mean Anthony?'

'Well Sir you see the weather this morning is quite dreadful, I fear it will only worsen as the day goes on.'

'No, no not that the other thing you said, what did you mean by putting a damper on my mood?'

'Only my Lord that you seem in high spirits I am sorry if I have caused offence.'

'Not at all Anthony, I'm in a perfectly fine mood and I'm sure the weather will clear up! Now what's for breakfast?' Lord Morgan said cheerfully.

'You took your bloody time! I thought you were leaving me here forever!' grumbled the young captain as Lord Morgan strode into his bedchambers with a scowl on his face, a face that stopped the captain making his next rude remark. 'What's wrong?' he asked concern and fear saturating his words.

'It's raining! Absolutely pouring it down! How am I supposed to stay locked up all day in this house! I'll go mad!' Lord Morgan raged as he aimed a kick at a footstool and then sent it half way across the room with a clatter.

'Colin.' Bradley whispered into the silence.

'God…' Colin finally looked at Captain James, he looked at his slightly red, slightly swollen lips. He looked at his unruly hair, hair the colour of spring sunshine that shined a brilliant gold against the crimson of the bed sheets. His eyes drank in Bradley's body, all of it….

'Col, I want you. I want to feel you fill me, touch me. Please?' the young captain all but begged.

Bradley watched as Lord Morgan crossed the room stripping off his clothes as he made his way slowly over to the bed. Bradley shut his eyes and let out a breath he hadn't known he been holding as he felt Colin's hand slide over his naked chest.

'Co-Colin untie me.' His voice sounded shaky even to his own ears.

Suddenly the heat of Colin's hands disappeared 'Is that the proper way to address me?' Colin smirked as he leaned in close his lips brushing Bradley's ear. 'I'm not going to untie you until you learn some respect, and maybe not even then.' The hands were back and Bradley shuddered under their touch his back arching into them almost of its own accord. 'Eager are we?'

'Pl-please my Lord?' and this time he begged, even the lightest of Colin's touches were driving him mad.

'Ah that's more like it.' Colin purred. As a 'reward' he began to work his way down Bradley's body, laying light kisses down his chest kisses as light as butterflies landing on his skin but it was still not enough.

'Colin please!' this time Colin actually laughed.

'It seems that you haven't quite grasped what I have said.' His hands leaving Bradley's tanned skin only to slide seductively down his own ivory skin, his hands sliding further and further down until they reached between his legs. Bradley watched as Colin began to slowly stroke himself his mouth open in an o emphasizing his apparent pleasure. The tip of his thump circling the head over and over, his pre cum running down onto Bradey's abdomen as he leaned over and whispered, 'ready to try again?'

'Yes my Lord' his words practically a moan.

Okay next time there will actually be forking since it's just going to be a continuation of this scene. But I won't write anymore right now because I'm getting too tired to write coherent sexyness. It is twenty to four in the morning so I think I have a valid excuse. So until next time goodnight my lovelys xxxx