Brian knew the second that Chilton's lips brushed his that they'd never make it to the bedroom. In that instant, he also realized that he didn't care. He wrapped his arms around the doctor's neck, returning the kiss, shivering with excitement.

Logical thought had not entirely left him…the second Chilton tried to tug him back into the dungeon he would have leleave. He was sure of it. But it didn't happen…Chilton seemed perfectly ready to take him against the wall or on the kitchen floor. Not quite a bed, but far preferable to the previous night's location. Brian sighed happily against Chilton's kiss.

"Frederick…"

The doctor took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, forcing Brian's mouth open with his and coaxing a greater response. His bathrobe was pulled open almost to his navel, and something below his bare skin was pressing eagerly against Brian. When Chilton pulled back from their kiss momentarily Brian simultaneously gasped for breath and rocked his hips forward, grinding his pelvis against Chilton's. Chilton moaned and tugged at Brian's hair.

Brian's hands crept down to tug at Chilton's bathrobe, but strong hands covered his own and forced them palm-up against the wall. Chilton pinned Brian's arms with one hand and used the other to tear at each button on Brian's shirt until it fell open and was easily pushed back. Chilton bent his head to Brian's exposed chest, exploring it with his lips and tongue. Brian let out a groan, grinding against Chilton, his chest heaving.

Chilton released Brian's arms and tugged him away from the wall in one motion, discarding his shirt and dragging them both to the floor.

The kitchen tile should have been cold to Brian, but it seemed to burn like his skin, to burn for Chilton. The doctor leaned over him, spreading Brian's legs with his knee and licking his lips before kissing him again.

Brian was already hard against Chilton's knee. He arched his back, returning Chilton's kiss and clawing at the button on his jeans. Chilton helped him, and he was suddenly naked beneath the doctor, only the fluffy bathrobe between them.

This time when Brian reached for the bathrobe, Chilton let him remove it. He shrugged it off his shoulders and smiled down at the man on his floor. He ran a hand through his hair, settling back slightly so his ass rubbed Brian's erection.

"Now," Chilton was panting too, his eyes eager. "Quick, Brian. The same as last night, or will you try something new?"

Brian had no clue what Chilton meant, if he really intended to try to go to the basement after all now, but he was sure he wanted this as far from last night's experience as possible. He bit his lip. "New. Something new."

Chilton's smile widened. "Turn over then." He made no move to release Brian at first. He clung to the other man, gazing down at him with one hand in Brian's hair. After a moment he rocked back on his heels, giving Brian the space he needed to turn over so that he was on his hands and knees facing away from Chilton.

The doctor didn't give him long to wonder exactly what they were going to do. He knelt down behind Brian, placing a hand on either side of the man's waist, and positioned himself. Brian felt Chilton's firmness pressed against him before the doctor snapped his hips forward and sunk into him.

Brian stiffened and let out a low groan as Chilton entered him, so much slower than last time.

After the first tentative thrust Chilton picked up a steady rhythm, moaning Brian's name and the occasional expletive. For a while he lost himself in what they were doing, but his hands slid from Brian's waist to his cock, eager to please his sub, coaxing sounds of pleasure from him.

Afterwards, Chilton picked up the tattered remains of Brian's shirt. He balled it up and tossed it into the trash. "Let's see if we can find something for you to wear home in my closet." The idea thrilled him more than he would have thought. The doctor scooped the discarded bathrobe up off the floor and held it out to Brian. "Here, take this…don't get dressed for now." He admired the other man's body with a smile.

Brian took the robe and made a face at it. Its' fuzzy white fabric was patterned with happy cartoon sailboats. "This is the same atrocious bathrobe you wore in the hospital…" He smiled at the memory of Chilton kicking a fuss until he didn't have to wear a hospital gown anymore. "I thought it got bloody and was thrown out."

Chilton shrugged, smiling as Brian tied the belt. "I keep getting them for Christmas."

Doctor Chilton took his time selecting a shirt for Brian, turning back often to smile at his lover's just-fucked hair. He was glad that Brian took the shirt but didn't immediately move to put it on.

"Stay for breakfast." Chilton said impulsively, not wanting to give up his time with Brian yet. "I'll cook you something, then you can get dressed. Keep the shirt." And sleep with it, he added silently.

Brian agreed and sat down at the table. While Chilton's back was to him he lifted the button up to his nose and inhaled.

He sighed with happiness. After all his worry about the night, Chilton had given him this wonderful morning…and hope. He watched the doctor cook, admiring his bare form, laughing when Chilton couldn't flip an omelets and exclaimed in a somewhat indignant tone that they were going to have scrambled eggs instead.

There was something so endearing about this side of Chilton…so different from the Chilton who'd handcuffed Brian to the bed in his dungeon. It's because he isn't made for that, Brian thought, surprising himself. He may like it, but it isn't him…not at all.

Brian had zoned out and somewhere his phone was ringing. He pawed at the pockets of the robe before he realized his phone was still in his pants. Chilton was already stooping to retrieve them, holding it out to Brian.

It was Jack Crawford.

Suddenly painfully aware of where he was and what he'd been doing, Brian shot a panicked look at Chilton and put his finger to his lips as he answered the phone. "What is it Jack?"

"Brian, I need you and Jimmy at Will's house as soon as possible. I already called Bev." He hesitated. "Hannibal called me…get here fast. There's an ear in his sink."