Over half an hour of waiting, two messages and an unanswered phone call. That had been quite enough for Meijin Kawaguchi, and he had decided to head back to the office instead of waiting for Allan to show up to have dinner with him. Dinner, which he was not about to be stuck eating alone after Allan had told him he wanted to talk about weapon performance and had thus made arrangements for them to eat together, only to not show up at all. All he had gotten was a message closer to forty-five minutes ago telling him Allan was going "quickly check something" and would thus be late, but in the end there was no sign of him. This whole thing annoyed Kawaguchi to no end - or rather, it annoyed Tatsuya Yuuki; in his Meijin Kawaguchi persona, he was simply not impressed at his partner's behavior.

Allan was the one who had asked him out, so he was also responsible for everything else related. Tatsuya frowned as he walked across the empty PPSE parking lot. What about his plans of luring the other man into his room with some excuse? It wasn't too hard to get Allan to stay the night, but having a dinner with him would have been more than convenient.

That didn't matter right now. Unless something completely unexpected had happened - and he refused to believe this was the case - the office was the only place where Allan could still be. Since Tatsuya wanted to know what the other man wanted his opinion on, he was going to find him. Besides, he had been promised dinner and Allan would pay for making him wait. All he needed to do now was locate him, which surely wouldn't be too hard when there was barely anyone around.

The PPSE Works Team office was mostly empty. There was one engineer in still, but it wasn't Allan. The young man in question seemed to be adjusting something for Gunpla Battle; someone else was playing. Running tests, maybe? He couldn't tell without taking a closer look.

"Is Allan still here?" Tatsuya asked the PPSE engineer once the young man noticed his presence.

"Over there." The engineer nodded at the Gunpla Battle system. "I was just adjusting the area for him."

Allan was the one playing the game? Tatsuya wondered what the reason was when something on the side caught his eye, and he walked over. There was nothing unusual about the first item as it was Kämpfer Amazing - next to what was most likely Allan's phone. He raised an eyebrow while looking at the object. It was no wonder he wasn't answering the messages, but what was going on?

He picked up Kämpfer Amazing and moved back closer to the other person in the room. "What is he doing?" He inquired while trying to get a better look at the battle. It was the city battlefield with no environmental changes in effect, and a few random suits as stationary targets. Allan was using another Kämpfer, one with some color variation and without the weapon binders, as his gunpla. He also had a computer with him, and it appeared he was analyzing data at the same time as playing.

"Weapon testing," the engineer replied. "He made some experimental modifications to a rifle and wanted to see if it works in practice."

This was getting ridiculous. Wasn't weapon testing his job? "I see," Tatsuya commented. He watched the so-called battle - where nothing at all was happening at the moment as Allan was just studying something on the computer - for another minute with a slight smirk on his face. He had just come up with a way to get back at his lover. "Listen," he addressed the engineer. "I want to test something as well. Can you switch those targets into active mode?"

The engineer looked at him. "Of course. Let me just tell the chief that you're..."

"No need to let him know," Tatsuya cut in. "Do everything without him noticing. In fact, if he asks, tell him everything is running normally. Also, do not end the battle, even if he asks you to."

The young man looked a bit confused, and Tatsuya gave him a cool look, as if to say, 'I am Meijin Kawaguchi, why are you even questioning me?' and headed out of the office. Before he exited the room, he stopped and said, "Give me one minute, then make the changes."

"All... right," the engineer agreed, and Tatsuya headed out and into the battle system room. With the room dark and Allan busy with his computer, he had no trouble making it in and into the fray without being seen by the Works Team chief. He took a quick look around the field to locate the targets and made sure to carefully dodge to the side to keep himself out of the other man's sight.

Allan was definitely paying no mind to anything around him, until an Ahead started shooting at his gunpla. "What the-?!" Tatsuya heard him cry out, and he grinned. Yes, he had calculated correctly; Allan's next move was to contact the engineer in the office and ask what was going on. He meanwhile parked his Kämpfer on a roof and took the Ahead down with a couple of precise shots to keep it from ruining his fun too early.

"Now the targets are shooting at each other," he heard Allan exclaim. "End the battle."

There were four targets here. He moved Kämpfer Amazing from its position to another roof and took a look around while his friend kept ignoring the game. A GM on the left side, something he couldn't recognize further away out of his reach, a Strike Freedom on the street, and Allan's test-type Kämpfer standing in plain sight on a bridge. He moved closer to lock onto the Strike Freedom, shot it in the head, and relocated his gunpla onto another roof near the bridge.

He switched the communications on. "What are you standing there for? Are you trying to get shot down?"

"What- Meijin?" Allan managed to say, looking surprised. He stared at him for a moment before smiling. "Ah, here's comes the cavalry, I guess! Unless this is somehow your doing?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Tatsuya told him calmly. "You're getting shot at, you idiot. Get out of my way."

Allan looked confused. "But what are you-" That's as far as he got when his gunpla took a hit, and he finally got the idea to move it back. Tatsuya smirked and moved past him, dashing behind a corner and taking a moment to analyze the situation. The GM was closing in, and he let Allan play bait just a bit longer before ambushing the suit from behind and taking it down with a single shot.

"Listen," Allan said to him. "This is just a test battle. We can end it and..."

"No." Tatsuya moved up to a roof again and looked for the remaining enemy. It was coming closer, and he could now recognize it from the silhuette - it was a GINN, moving in fast. He switched to a handgun and waited for his chance. The GINN was, just like the GM, going for Allan's Kämpfer which was still out in the open.

"Are you listening to me?" Allan tried then sighed dramatically. "Obviously you aren't. This isn't really necessary. If you need more practice we can arrange..."

At that point, Tatsuya switched the communications off. He waited a little longer before throwing his gunpla down on the GINN's path and shooting it at point blank. Kämpfer Amazing got tossed back as the GINN slammed into it, but he recovered quickly and maneuvered to the side, taking a good position before dealing the final blow on the target's head. It was all according to his plan, and it had gone better than expected. Just one more move to the side, and...

Allan contacted him again. "Satisfied? You shot down most of the-" He was cut short as he found his gunpla thrown backwards and onto the ground, with Kämpfer Amazing on top of it and the prototype Kämpfer's head being targeted by the handgun.

"Yes," Tatsuya stated. "Now I'm satisfied." He smirked, enjoying Allan's slightly confused look. He had the other man now and wasn't about to let him off the hook very easily.

Allan appeared to have no idea what was going on. He shook his head a little, the usual smile returning on his face. "Honestly now..." He shrugged. "Shall we end the battle, then?"

"No."

"This isn't a good time to be playing games," Allan complained. "Why are you here, anyway? Weren't we..." His expression turned into a mortified one, and he looked down and mumbled, "Oh, hell." There was momentary silence before he looked at Tatsuya again. "I'm sorry! I swear I didn't forget, I just... Oh, don't tell me you went out already and came back. It's not that late yet is it? I did send a message..."

Tatsuya glared at him, his earlier annoyance returning full force. "That was nearly an hour ago," he stated coldly. "Yes, I did. You weren't answering your phone either, but that's probably because it's in the office and you're here."

"But I-" Allan looked dazed. "That... wasn't on purpose! It was with Kämpfer Amazing wasn't it? Didn't I take..." He glanced at the battle. "Right, obviously not. ...Oh come on, stop giving me that look. Please? I'm really sorry!"

"Hmph." Tatsuya knew Allan was serious, but for some reason he didn't want to listen. "You owe me dinner," he said, nudging Allan's gunpla a little just to place more weight to his words. "And I'm hungry."

Allan apparently took that as a sign of forgiveness and grinned. "All right then, what do you want to eat? You name it, I'll arrange anything!"

"Even vending machine food sounds good right now," Tatsuya fumed at him, slowly losing his cool without really understanding why. "Because you..." He hissed then grabbed Allan's gunpla up from the ground, glaring at the man's face on the communication screen. "You made me..." With that, he pushed the gunpla backwards. "...wait!"

The prototype Kämpfer got thrown back, lost its balance and fell down as Allan wasn't paying attention to the game anymore and thus did nothing to stop it. At least he realized he hadn't been pardoned just yet and held up his arms. "Now now, no need to abuse the gunpla. It's me you're angry at here after all. ...Kawaguchi?"

Tatsuya stared at the game and kept quiet for a moment before he put his hands down, letting go of the game controls. "You made me wait for naught," he mumbled, ashamed of losing his temper. What had just happened? He needed to get a hold of himself and fast. This wasn't like him at all, and yet somehow he felt that Allan deserved it. No, there was most likely a logical reason for everything, if he just let the other man explain what was going on. His mind kept nagging at him for behaving so irrationally, and he tried to tell himself it was all just because he was hungry and bitter that Allan had missed their dinner date.

"Why don't we end the battle then," Allan offered. "You do know I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you, I swear!"

"Fine," Tatsuya quietly agreed. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. Allan's voice was sincere; he could ask for details later once he'd stop feeling so uncertain. Right now he was so annoyed at himself for that last outburst and didn't really know how to ask anything.

"Good! I'll-" Allan started to say, but he was cut off by something shooting at his gunpla. The left arm off his test gunpla was shot off, and Tatsuya snapped out of his thoughts and took a look around. Now that he thought about it, there hadn't been a battle end message yet, which meant there was still something that classified as an enemy around. "Above!" Allan yelled, and he looked up to see a ReZel in flight mode.

"You could have told me there was another one of those left," he complained before maneuvering to the side to get a better look at his target. At least all of the "enemies" here seemed to think Allan's prototype Kämpfer was the best target and went for it first, leaving him a little bit of time to plan ahead. He switched to a rifle and followed the ReZel's flight pattern for a bit before he took aim and shot it down before it got another successful attack in.

"Battle ended," the computer announced, and the Plavsky Particles around them dissipated, leaving a couple of plastic models lying on the system. Tatsuya picked up Kämpfer Amazing and headed out before Allan managed to say anything to him. He was still angry, but now at himself instead of the other man. This level of absurdity was completely beyond him.

The best course of action right now was to head out of the office, he decided. If his goal had been to make Allan pay for the missed dinner, he had gotten what he wanted and everything else could wait. Sadly, he was not so sure whose pride had taken a bigger blow here in the end. What on earth had he been thinking? His actions were inexcusable. Acting like some foolish teenager in love or...

"Wait!" Allan called after him, but he ignored it as he hastened his steps, frowning deeply. A fool in love? He had most likely just answered his own question. He would definitely listen to what Allan had to say, later after he had calmed down. There was a good chance the man was going to show up to his room soon enough - hopefully with some food, seeing he only had some snacks in there - and he needed some time to think about what to say to him.

Except thinking about it was not really helping.

Tatsuya made it to his room, kicked off his shoes and tossed the sunglasses on the desk. Kämpfer Amazing got a little more delicate treatment as he set it down by the bed before he shed the dark coat and threw it in the general direction of a chair. He slumped on his back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, wondering if he had taken a harmless prank too far.

Obviously not, the calm part of his mind of his mind told him. There was another part of him that didn't want to believe that, though, and he felt conflicted. Which part was he supposed to listen here? It was rather hard to listen to logic when his feelings were telling him otherwise. At least he knew that Allan wasn't going to be angry at him; that idiot never really was. Besides, he had apologized several times for the dinner thing. Tatsuya bit his lip a little, acknowledging the fact that he was the fool here, overreacting and making a big deal out of it just because he had feelings for Allan and had felt ignored.

The battle had been fun, at least. He picked up Kämpfer Amazing and held it up, trying to focus on the gunpla instead of his feelings. Hating himself wouldn't really do any good right now, not that his attempt of thinking about Gunpla Battle was working either. What he really needed now was Allan. He felt like he was the one who now owed an apology to someone.

There was a knock on the door, and he shot up from the bed. Kämpfer Amazing found its place on the nightstand again, and he quickly got rid of his tie and then tossed the PPSE uniform coat off. His hair was a mess and all over his face, but that couldn't be helped right now. He sighed and made his way to the door. Why was he worrying about his looks now? This was foolish indeed, when Allan was not going to care. There was a little bit of hesitation before he opened the door. Actions spoke louder than words, right? In that case...

"Tatsuya, I'm..." Allan started, but that was as far as he got when Tatsuya surprised him by grabbing him by the collar, dragging him inside and pressing a fierce kiss on his lips. He somehow managed to close the door while at it and pushed his partner against it.

Once they parted Allan gave him a smile. "I take it you forgive me, then?" He inquired while taking off his shoes. He was holding a few food packages in his hands, and he offered them to the other man. "Or... if not yet, how about after these?"

Tatsuya didn't reply; he just snatched one, tore the plastic pack open and literally devoured the contents - it was some kind of a sandwich, but at this point he didn't really care what was in it. It didn't have much taste either, but that was irrelevant.

"You really are hungry," Allan noted, and Tatsuya gave him a bit of glare for the comment. "That's kind of cute, though," the man then continued. He moved past Tatsuya and put the remaining packages on the desk. "I wish I could have arranged something better, but I only had time to pick up something from the vending machines."

"It's fine," Tatsuya told him with a hint of a smile, feeling a lot better now. It was miraculous how big an effect some food could have, though what made the change was most likely the presence of the other man, not the food.

Allan looked thoughtful. "We could order a pizza or something," he suggested. "I'd guess you're not really interested in going out anymore, so..."

Tatsuya shrugged then shook his head a little. Food wasn't exactly the first thing in his mind anymore, and besides Allan had brought a couple of more sandwiches in case he felt like eating. "Aren't you hungry?" He asked, remembering Allan hadn't had dinner either.

"Not at the moment. I ate something while doing calculations for that battle earlier," Allan replied. "But if you want-"

"No," Tatsuya interrupted with smirk on his face. He pulled his hair back, effectively getting rid of that annoying mess that had bothered him earlier. "I have a better main course in mind."

Allan gave him a bit of questioning look as he stepped closer then grinned. "Tatsuya..."

"What, would you rather toss me on the bed and talk dirty to me or something?" Tatsuya inquired, catching his lover by the tie and drawing him closer. He held on the tie firmly with one hand while working on opening Allan's coat.

"Would you like that?" Allan replied with a question on his own, helpfully moving his arms so his partner could draw the coat off of him. It was dropped on the floor, and Allan reached to pull the tie off, but Tatsuya pushed his hand away. He looked at the tie and grinned, slowly pushing his lover towards the bed while removing the piece of clothing, still holding onto it.

"Considering that look in your eyes... Another time, maybe?" Allan commented. "But what are you planning on doing with that?" He asked, giving Tatsuya a curious look.

There was no reply; instead, Tatsuya urged him to sit down on the bed while working on removing his shirt. Allan complied, helping with what he could, and Tatsuya tossed the shirt aside once he was done with it. He pressed his partner down on the bed and straddled him, letting Allan adjust his position a little so he was lying there comfortably.

"Allan," Tatsuya finally said with a smirk on his face. He pulled the other man's right hand up and wrapped the tie around Allan's wrist once. "I'm doing something extremely wicked."

Allan smiled and obediently held up his left hand so Tatsuya could bind his wrists together. Once done, the young man pushed his lover's arms over his head and finished the restraint by tightening it in a way that made it hard for Allan to move his arms. He got up from the bed, removed Allan's pants and stopped to admire his work for a moment before slowly taking off his own pants. His lover was clearly liking what he was seeing, and he took a pause before continuing the amateurish stripping act with his underwear. The shirt got to stay, and he climbed back on the bed, knelt down next to Allan and put his hand over his partner's crotch. The reaction he was getting was exactly the one he had wanted, and he moved on to remove the other man's underwear.

"But Tatsuya," Allan interrupted him, and he looked up at the other man's face. "Not in front of children..." With that, Allan nodded his head towards the nightstand.

Tatsuya's eyes followed his partner's movement, and he had to make some effort not to laugh. Allan was such a dork sometimes, but he could certainly name that to be one of his lover's better qualities. He leaned over the other man's mostly-naked body and reached for the gunpla on the nightstand then set Kämpfer Amazing down again, this time facing away from the bed.

"Better?" He inquired. Allan nodded, and he glanced down the other man's body before using the opportunity given to him by his current position to open up a drawer and dig out a condom and a small bottle of lube. He set the items on the bed by Allan's side, sat up and went for the man's underwear again, and this time there were no objections. The garment got the same treatment as the rest of Allan's clothes, and Tatsuya moved back on the bed a little bit. He took a look at his partner's face before picking up the condom package and tearing it open.

Allan lifted his head a little to see what he was doing. "Hmm? Hey, that's not red," he complained. "What's this now, Mr. Crimson Comet?"

Again, Tatsuya had to keep himself from laughing. He looked at the condom and smirked. "No, I'm Meijin Kawaguchi, so I'm allowed to take some liberties here. Looks like this one is a Kämpfer, though. See?" He held it up for Allan to see. "Dark blue. It's apparently fruit-flavored."

"Oh? That's good," Allan said with a simper, and Tatsuya leaned over to place a quick kiss on his lips before moving back down to continue his task. He carefully pulled the condom over Allan's erection and bowed down to lick the tip a little. The condom was indeed fruit-flavored, and he made a mental note to buy the same brand the next time.

Allan's body was straining under his touch, and he took the tip completely into his mouth and sucked a little to tease his lover further. He wrapped his fingers around the lower part and rubbed it while moving his tongue to the part just under the tip.

"Quite an idea of... a dinner... you have," Allan managed to mutter. Tatsuya wanted to give him some kind of a nasty reply, but he couldn't come up with one, especially in this position. Instead, he moved to lick the side of the man's erection, effectively making him squirm. Tatsuya grinned in his mind, content that he didn't actually have to say anything after all. Actions certainly did speak louder than words.

He was unfortunately getting a little too hot and impatient himself, and he sat up, got on all fours over the other man and stared into his eyes for a moment before picking up the bottle of lube. He quickly opened the bottle and added some of the contents first on himself then on Allan, and sealed the container again before discarding it on the floor on top of the pile of clothes. He took a moment to position himself properly, took another few seconds to relax his lower body as much as he just could before he gritted his teeth and slowly pulled Allan's erection inside.

The bit of pain and sudden pressure made him tense his muscles, and he had to stop just to catch his breath. A voice - his own voice - inside his head was telling him to relax, but it seemed unusually hard to do so, and he had to bite his lip a little just to keep himself from crying out. Allan mumbled something unclear, and he snapped out of the momentary blur and focused his attention on his lover's face, now listening to that mental voice. Once his body got accustomed to the feeling, he grinned victoriously, earning an unusually gentle smile from his partner.

"Ta... tsuya," Allan muttered, panting a little. "You look so... adorable."

"That's what you... always say," Tatsuya managed to reply, trying to calm his own breathing but slightly failing. He moved slowly, the voice in his mind still telling him to relax and keep calm. The first part he could comply with to a degree; the second, not so much. The feeling of Allan's warm body under him - and inside of him - was making him insane, and as much as he would have wanted to do this slowly, he simply couldn't handle it.

His breathing turned heavy as he let the fiery part of himself take over, and he moved faster now. A couple of moans escaped from his lips, and he felt annoyed. It couldn't be helped, but it didn't really matter either, he noted as his eyes wandered on his lover's body. Allan had closed his eyes and was gasping for breath, and Tatsuya enjoyed the feeling of his partner slightly squirming under him. He closed his eyes as well, pulled up about halfway of the lenght of Allan's erection and pressed himself down again while gritting his teeth to keep himself from making too much sound, and the mixture of pain and pleasure that shot through his body was almost intolerable.

Allan wriggled a little and pulled on the binding holding his hands, but the restraint held. "Let me..." he begged. "...Touch you."

A triumphant look on his face, Tatsuya opened his eyes again. He was still in control after all, no matter how much his body tried to fight him. This was very close to his gunpla battle mode, but he now realized that inner voice was no other than his Meijin Kawaguchi persona, who simply wished to make sure he saw this through. That inner fire remained, but he felt like he had the upper hand of it now and could just focus on pleasure.

It amused him how pathetic Allan currently looked. Tatsuya ran his fingers across the man's chest as he rocked his body against his lover. He moved his shirt to the side just a little and wrapped his fingers around his own erection, allowing his lover to watch him. Allan did just that, his eyes locked on the younger man's hand. Tatsuya caught that gaze for a moment before he closed his eyes and tilted his head backwards, letting himself moan quietly.

He couldn't see Allan like this, but he knew those blue eyes were watching his every move. Though his mind was mostly intoxicated by pleasure, he idly wondered if the fact that his partner was looking at him was making him embarrassed or turning him on more. Probably the latter, he concluded, the heat in his body intolerable. No, it was definitely the latter. Moving like this, feeling the other man's body, and being touched... Well, he was the one doing the touching here, but it made no difference; it was Allan in his mind. Every part of it was his lover.

He couldn't take much more before he reached orgasm. It was way too soon, he knew to be opinion of that stone-cold Meijin somewhere in the back of his mind. "G...aah...!" He heard his own voice cry out, and no matter how much he hated it right now it had to be allowed. Allan was still watching him, he knew it, and he wasn't about to stop moving until the man also finished. Tatsuya noted that it felt somehow better now, probably because he was more relaxed.

"Tatsuya... You..." Allan murmured between gasps, his body tense and sweaty. Tatsuya kept moving while he wiped himself - and partially Allan - clean with the shirt he was still wearing. He silently wished he had taken it off after all, but on the other hand it had served him well. He could worry about washing it later.

Allan froze for a moment, and Tatsuya reached out to touch his lover's face before the other man shivered and tensed once more. "A...ah... Tatsu...ya...!" Allan whimpered as he slumped on the bed, eyes closed again. Tatsuya took a deep breath and pulled himself up slowly, making sure to remove the condom as he did so. He felt tired, but he knew he could rest soon.

A little bit of a breather - and admiring his exhausted lover - later he forced himself up on his feet, wrapped the condom on a couple of tissues and threw it in the trash can. He then headed to the bathroom and tossed his shirt there, wiped himself a little with a towel and returned to the bed.

"So," Allan said quietly, giving him a tired smile. "Planning on freeing me anytime soon?"

Tatsuya smirked a little as he crawled on the bed on top of his partner. "It's kind of tempting to just leave you there," he replied as he reached for the binding. "As a punishment for the dinner thing." He found that he couldn't untie it with one hand only and had to move closer to take a look. Allan's slight struggling had tightened the knot, and it actually required a bit of effort to undo. "But perhaps I already forgave you. Is this better?" He questioned once he was done, snuggling next to the other man's side.

Allan moved a little and drew a sheet over them. "Aren't you the little devil," he teased, placing a kiss on Tatsuya's neck and drawing him in his arms. Tatsuya allowed it, relaxing in the man's hold. If it was rest that his body needed right now, this was the best place for it he could think of.

He almost dozed off, only to be awakened a few minutes later by Allan's phone beeping to let him know there was a message. "Oh, ignore," Allan mumbled, shifting his position a little. "Probably not important."

Tatsuya stretched his legs a little then rolled over on his other side and curled up in a cozy spot against Allan's shoulder. Allan whispered something unclear in his ear and sighed, seemingly comfortable with their current position.

The phone beeped again a couple of minutes later, and Allan muttered a curse under his breath. "I swear, if that's work related I'm going to yell at them tomorrow for bothering me at this hour." Tatsuya lifted his head a little, but the other man shook his head. "Just ignore it. Stupid phone gets to wait till tomorrow."

"Really," Tatsuya said quietly. "Speaking of work," he continued. "You never told me why you were doing that weapon test earlier."

Allan looked at him. "Oh that? That's..." He looked a little embarrassed. "I made a rifle variant for Kämpfer Amazing. We're obviously not going to use it in the World Tournament since it's an unofficial design."

"I could have tested it tomorrow," Tatsuya commented.

Allan gave him a sheepish grin. "Made it on my free time, and thus we shouldn't use company time to test it. And besides..." He looked thoughtful for a moment and waved his free hand as if to dismiss his thoughts. "This is assuming it worked in the first place. I couldn't have you test something that I wasn't even sure worked properly, now could I?" Tatsuya gave him a look, and he looked back at him questioningly. "...What?"

"You really are an idiot," Tatsuya told him with a smile. "An idiot who loves gunpla. I would have tested it anyway, because you made it for me."

"You..." Allan started, but trailed off and just looked content.

They stayed quiet for a moment then Tatsuya poked him in the side. "Say, how about that pizza you offered me earlier?" He asked. "I think I might want some late dinner after all." Allan scrambled up to find his clothes - or rather, the phone he had earlier sworn not to touch tonight - and he watched the man for a moment before adding, "And you know, I think I also want a shoulder massage. And maybe..."

Allan, who had now found his phone, turned to stare at him. "A what?"

"I recall you swearing earlier that you'll make it up to me, during the missed dinner argument," Tatsuya said, tilting his head with a thoughtful look on his face. Allan looked at him for another moment before he burst out laughing.

"Oh and you get to feed me that pizza," Tatsuya added, trying to keep his face serious but failing.

"Your wish is my command," the other man replied with a wide smile on his face.

Author's notes:

I hope that sex scene turned out okay. I suck at writing sex, no pun intended. Lady Harken helped me by pointing out what to do.

Our poor Allan ends up on his back a lot doesn't he.

- Elmina (March 2014)