Chapter 46: Patience Is a Virtue
Angelo and his assistant, Ramesh, carried three sheets of mirror in to the bedroom, and leaned them up against a wall. Angelo checked his measurements again. "This should be simple, no cut-outs to work around."
Kurt had made coffee for the two men. Now, he sat cross-legged on the bed, his own coffee in hand, trying to stay out of their way as they worked. "Cut-outs?"
"Yeah. Doors, windows, electrical outlets, you have to cut and place the mirror around them. This…" Angelo waved a hand at the blank wall. "… piece of cake."
Nigel popped his head around the doorway, just as Angelo and Ramesh were aligning the first section of mirror. "How's it going?"
Kurt patted the bed. "Exciting! Come watch."
Nigel shook his head, looking at his watch. "No, I can't. I promised to Skype Claire." He watched the installers juggle the mirror into place, and smiled at Kurt, before ducking out of the room.
Nigel laughed at himself as he opened his laptop to Skype his sister. There was no way he could sit on that bed with Kurt, and not think about why they were having the mirrors installed. Somehow, he didn't think sporting a hard-on with two strangers in the room was a good idea.
Two hours later, the mirrors were up, and Kurt knew that Angelo had a three-year old granddaughter, a wife who taught Pilates at the community centre, a daughter in med school in N.Y., and spent January and February in Italy every year because he hated winter. Ramesh hadn't said a word. Either he didn't speak English, or he just never got a chance to say anything when his loquacious colleague was around.
Kurt looked at the wall, and smiled with satisfaction. The mirrors reflected the whole room, the bed front and centre. Perfect! "It looks fantastic!" He smiled at the installers, and walked over to the bedroom door, calling out for his boyfriend. "Nigel, it's finished."
Ramesh packed up the equipment while Nigel got out his credit card, and signed the work order. Angelo processed the credit card, gave Nigel a copy of the work order and the receipt. "The sealing compound takes forty-eight hours to dry completely, so don't touch it or lean anything against it until then."
Kurt walked the two men to the front door, holding it open for them. "Thank you."
"After forty-eight hours, you can use any glass or mirror cleaner. If you have any problems, give us a call." Angelo nodded to Kurt and left. Ramesh picked up his toolbox, and stopped on the threshold. Smiling at Kurt, he flicked his eyes to the bedroom; to Nigel and the mirror. "Have fun."
Kurt grinned. "We will!"
Ramesh smirked. "I bet!" He grinned at Kurt, before following his partner out the door.
Kurt shut the door, still smiling.
Nigel stood in front of the newly mirrored wall, looking worried. "I don't know, Kurt. This is an awful lot of mirror."
Kurt crossed the room, and stood behind Nigel. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, pulling him against his chest. "The better to see you with, my dear." Kurt impersonated the Big Bad Wolf.
Nigel elbowed him in the side. "Yeah, funny. Do not even think about calling me Little Red Riding Hood!"
Kurt moved his hand down to cup Nigel. "You're not little."
Nigel tipped his head back against Kurt's shoulder, and thrust into his hand. "God, how could you sit there, watching them work, knowing what we were going to be doing the minute they left?"
Kurt kissed down Nigel's neck. "You were hiding, weren't you?"
Nigel nodded, and reached back, behind Kurt, to grab his ass. "You bet this ass, I was hiding! If I sat on that bed with you…" Nigel pressed his ass back against Kurt's zipper. "... it could have been very, very embarrassing!"
He turned in Kurt's arms. "But now …" He wrapped a hand around the back of his boyfriend's head, and drew him down into a kiss.
Kurt moved into the kiss, but when Nigel tried to slide his vest off, he shook his head, and stepped back. "Not yet. I want to savour the idea of the mirror first."
"What?" Nigel stood frozen in surprise, his hand halted in mid-reach.
"I want to go out, spend the afternoon doing whatever." Kurt shrugged. "Anything, it doesn't matter what, just that whatever we do, we'll be thinking about this, us, later."
Nigel reached for Kurt's belt. "Or, we could just stay here."
Kurt caught Nigel's wrist. "No. We should go out."
Kurt tamped down the impulse to use the voice that made Nigel say yes. That voice was for them, for their pleasure. It wasn't for manipulating his lover.
He touched Nigel's jaw, and cheek, and sent his fingers through Nigel's hair. "There is only going to be one first time for this. I want to feel the anticipation for a while." He held Nigel, his hands on his boyfriend's hips, and tried to make him understand. "I want to be out there, wherever it is, a museum, a coffee shop, a store, even the front seat of your car, and I want to look over at you and know that we're both thinking about what we're going to do when we get back here."
Nigel groaned, and dropped his forehead on Kurt's chest. "Kurt, you're killing me!"
Kurt smiled as he dragged Nigel out of the room. "Come on, you can take me to see the robots at MIT."
Nigel grumbled all the way to the front door. "Not really interested in mechanical robots, right now, Kurt."
Kurt opened the door, and waited for Nigel to lock up. "Even Kismet, the one that looks like a Hasbro FURBY?" Kurt punched the down arrow on the elevator. "You like all that cyborg stuff."
They stepped into the elevator. "We can get some of that cookies and cream gelato you like."
"Kurt!" Nigel glared at his boyfriend. "I'm not 5 years old. You can't bribe me with ice cream."
The McKinley graduate considered his not happy lover. He grabbed the front of Nigel's shirt and tugged the other man close. "When we get back, you get first choice. Whatever you want, we'll do that first." He smoothed a hand down his boyfriend's back, grabbing his ass, and opened a very demanding mouth over Nigel's.
Nigel hung on to Kurt's shoulders, merging their bodies. He moaned in the back of his throat, and wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck. The elevator doors opened on the parking level, and Nigel untangled himself from Kurt. "Okay. That, you can bribe me with!"