I'm not certain what motive Heero had for his sudden adventurousness that led to foray in the shower, but I was thankful for it. Had Heero not been so insistent on pleasing me, I'm not sure I could have asked him to sleep with me that night. I had often worried that he would fear sex and would try to escape my advances in any way he could. I knew I could never force him to have sex with me. His sudden interest, however, showed me that he not only wasn't afraid of sex, but that he also trusted me more than I had expected. He had been nervous in the shower when he sucked me off, but he was also talented and beautiful.

Heero was tired after the shower, as he had spent much of the day after Sally left to working out. I had a pleasant fatigue to my body due to my personal workout in the shower, so agreed to curl on the couch with him and watch some television. Heero was asleep in minutes, breathing gently against my collar bone as I tossed a soft afghan over him to keep off a chill.

It was late when I woke him for dinner, but he seemed very refreshed, so I wasn't worried that he would have any trouble keeping up with the activities I had planned for later. I actually ordered pizza for dinner, though I'm not particularly fond of it, because it was quick to eat and would leave virtually no mess to clean up. I let Heero put the pizza in the refrigerator while I brushed my teeth, then decided to prepare the bedroom while he took care of his own toilet.

I turned the lights to their lowest setting in the bedroom, light enough to see but dark enough to sleep with if neither of us could bring ourselves to leave the bed. I placed a small towel in the drawer of the night stand, in case there was any mess to clean up, and set a bottle of sandalwood oil beside the bed. I decided not to use any of the... mechanisms I had been provided with to... enhance the moment. I was still wary of frightening the boy, and I wasn't confident with the equipment to use them when I wasn't sure of Heero's reaction. If he were to panic with one inside him he could be seriously injured, and I wasn't willing to risk that.

Heero entered and looked surprised at the steps I had taken in preparation for our first night together. I supposed that I was acting more like a horny boyfriend than a controlling master, but I didn't care. He was my slave, and if I wanted to treat him like a prince, then I would. Without saying a word, I handed him a glass of red one. He looked from it to me. I nodded, and he downed it in one gulp.

Well, that didn't bode well.

Still, I could see that he was nervous, especially as he gave me a pleading look and I refilled his glass. Perhaps he was right. I wanted him relaxed for the night and, as long as he wasn't completely sloshed, a little alcohol wouldn't hurt. The pink tint of his cheeks, however, when he looked at me reminded me of just how long it had been since we had dinner, and I decided that Heero wasn't getting any more wine. As small as he was, and as light, two glasses was more than enough for him.

"Master..." he said, but I quieted him. He was still skittish, and I knew I would have to allay those fears.

"I know this is somewhat sudden, but I can promise you that you will enjoy tonight. As my slave, you must submit to me in this, but I can promise that I will make your obedience rewarding. You must trust me," I told him, gently running my thumb across his lips.

"I do," he replied softly, staring at me with those sultry blue eyes. He had never seemed so beautiful before, and I couldn't help but scoop him into my arms and carry him to the bed. He was startled at first, but chuckled as he realized what I had done. What a strange creature he must have thought I was.

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It had been, without a doubt, mind blowing sex, and I could only hope that Heero felt the same way. As quickly as I could, I rolled my fatigued body off of Heero's smaller form. I had been worried that Heero would want nothing more to do with me after what we had just done, but it was quite the opposite. Heero quieted my fears of him being frightened and upset by our passion, and far exceeded my hopes. He seemed bolder and more comfortable with me, as he crawled onto my chest and snuggled down, a serene smile on his face unlike any I had seen on him before. He kissed my chest, then closed his eyes and allowed his breathing to even out into that of sleep. It seemed that I had worm the poor boy out.

With a chuckle, I snagged a towel off the night stand and quickly cleaned the two of us up the best I could, then pulled up the blanket and settled to sleep.