Anyone would have found the little house by the sea quite lovely. It was located on the east coast of Albion, a few hours north from Londinium. The beach was right by the house, and seeing the owner of the place was a lower class noble, the lands around the place guaranteed peace and quiet. Which were of course nothing William liked, but seeing his superiors in Vatican had forced him to take a few weeks off - well, that came after Kate found out he hadn't bothered to take a vacation for over a year. A friend, the owner of the house, had offered it to his use, but he practically sulked as he studied the bedroom. He figured he'd last two days at most before finding some way to get back to Rome and to his lab.

Well, it had been a couple of days since he'd arrived at Vatican, but Hugue was a bit miffed to find that his Master had only just recently left on 'enforced vacation', as Sister Kate had called it. Getting his hands on the address to where he was staying was simple enough. Finding the place itself took considerably longer. By the time he'd even gotten onto the right street, it was dark, and even being so close to the beach and the night owls that chose sundown to go out on the town, this particular little spot was quiet. After about fifteen minutes of studying the houses, he stopped dead and smiled a little as he caught sight of a large car gleaming bright in the driveway. Found it.

The place was too quiet, William had decided after a few hours in, but now that he was supposed to be sleeping, the effect was even more noticeable. All there was to hear were some birds and the quiet sea, and he sighed, deciding he hated the place. Travelling had been tiring enough, though, and he closed his eyes, trying to sleep. At least he was in Albion, and if there wasn't anything else to do with his time, he figured he could go find some old friends to meet. His thoughts turned to some unfinished machines he had been building back in Rome and he muttered something angrily before falling asleep.

The blond considering simply knocking on the door, but dismissed the notion quickly. There was no point in waking him up just to drag himself out of bed and unlock the door for him. If the window was locked, he'd simply tap it and save William the trouble. Making his way up the steps, he leaned forward and tried the window to what he figured was the Professor's room, pleased to find it open. Slipping quietly inside the bedroom, Hugue shut the window behind him and placed his sword to the side, unfastening his cloak and letting it fall where it pleased.

There was a sound, and William drifted half-awake from his sleep. He opened his eyes a little and tried to figure what the sound had been, until he heard it again not too long after the first sound. Ah, just the wind catching the damn window, which he had left open since the night was reasonably warm. He yawned and turned to his back, falling back asleep a moment later.

Shaking his head with a small smile, the swordsman shed the rest of his clothes and slid into the bed gently, so as not to wake him. Scooting up close, Hugue eased a crafty hand up the front of William's shirt before leaning close and nibbling a little on his ear. It would probably scare the wits out of him and earn a smack over the head, but it was too great an opportunity to pass up...

The older man twitched a little in his sleep, turning his head to the side as a reaction to the touch. It wasn't enough to wake him up right away, but he did find it comfortable and smiled slightly before muttering something unclear. He moved his hand and came across Hugue's thigh, his fingertips poking around for a bit before grasping it lightly.

Hugue smirked a little wider and moved his fingers to roll a nipple between his fingers, dipping his tongue in the older man's ear before blowing a cool stream of air into it. Moving a little closer, the younger man pressed his mouth to William's neck and suckled on it lightly before deciding to give him a little shock and biting him just hard enough to sting.

The touch felt nice, and the Professor smiled again, shifting his position and turning his head again... Until Hugue went and bit him. "Augh!" He snapped awake, raising his hand to slap that annoying mosquito away - and realizing there was a man in his bed. He tried to raise his other hand to get a weapon of some kind to get the stranger off of him. Who was it anyway, a thief? A rapist? Or... he concluded as he found his fingers buried in thick blond hair. "...Hugue?"

"Master..." Forcing down another smile, the blond soothed over the little nip with his tongue and threw one leg over the other man, straddling him neatly and staring down at him, highly amused even if it didn't show very much. "Enjoying your vacation?"

"Good gods, stupid boy, don't scare me like that!" William muttered at the younger man, then blinked a few times, trying to wake up properly. "I thought you were some... some... Eh..." He yawned and shook his head, then looked at the younger man. "Not really, not like I wanted to come here, and wait, how on earth are you here anyway? I thought you were in Germanicus on that one mission..." He rubbed his eyes then took another look at the blond, noting Hugue was naked. "Right, am I awake in the first place?"

"Sorry, Master." Shaking his head, Hugue pinched the nipple between his fingers and leaned down to kiss the older man. "Mission is finished. I went to Vatican, but they said you were on vacation, so..."

William allowed the kiss and smiled a bit, then shook his head. "Not as much of being on vacation and more like getting kicked out. Would you believe that? Kate tipped it off to Lady Caterina that I hadn't taken any time off for a year, and they told me to take a week or two off or else. Threatened to take my ID to keep me out of Vatican if I wouldn't go! Bah..." He sighed, squirming a little under the younger man's caresses. "Didn't know what to do so I contacted a friend here. He offered his summer home to my use, and I couldn't just refuse after asking for his help so... Eh. Guess I could stay here for a few days. So, wait, you're here because...?"

"You do work too much," Hugue muttered against the Professor's jaw, nibbling lightly and pushing his sleep top up his chest with one hand. At the question he'd been asked, the blond wriggled impatiently on William's hips and resumed his ministrations to his ear. "It's been a month..."

"You always say that. Kate says that. Vaclav says that. I don't," the Professor muttered as a reply to the comment about working too much. "As for that... Oh." He grinned, moving his hands to Hugue's thighs. "Can't deny that one. I did leave you a note at Vatican but guess you didn't get it then... Wasn't expect you to return yet anyway. But, wait." He chuckled. "Dear boy, did you follow me all the way to Albion just because...? I'm thinking I should take that as a compliment or something."

"Hmph." Pursing his mouth, the younger man sucked a bright spot on William's neck before moving to suck more marks on his chest. "Never saw a note." Hugue's free hand slid down to cup the front of his pajama bottoms and squeeze. "And take it however you like."

The comment earned another chuckle from the older man, although William couldn't keep himself from pressing against the blond's touch. "Well it was on my desk. Or somewhere. I figured you'd see it if you cleaned the room. Really didn't expect you to get back yet anyway, so I figured I'd be home by then." He smiled, tracing over a couple of scars on the swordsman's shoulders with his fingertips.

Hugue smirked against a fresh love bite he'd left and pulled back, sliding off of the older man for a moment and bending double, digging in his pile of clothes for something. Slipping the dark object out of the folds of his cloak, the blond slid back into the bed and abruptly gripped William's hand, pushing it above his head and placing the other next to it. The snapping of metal could be heard as he clasped the handcuffs on firmly before straddling him again. "Never went into the office..."

The Professor blinked a few times then tried to pull his hands free, unsuccessfully. "Well, obviously," he said, trying to move his hands. "If you had, you'd known where I was and... All right what is this now?" He gave up trying to free his hands and stared at the younger man. "Come on, boy. Wait, are you angry or something? Where'd you get these from, anyway?"

"Stole them." Smiling a little, the swordsman sucked another light bruise just over the older man's left nipple before nipping it into a tight bud. The fingers of one hand hooked into the front of the loose sleep trousers and slowly pulled them down, groping his bare flesh firmly. "Why would I be angry?"

"Oh, I kind of thought since I left so abruptly and..." William trailed off and bit his lip to keep himself from making any sounds. The younger man's touch felt quite nice, and there was really no way for him to pretend he wasn't enjoying it, seeing he was hard by now. He took a deep breath and continued watching the swordsman. "Oh, good, not angry then. I sure hope you have the keys to these things though."

Hugue planted a rather convincing confused look on his face and froze, eyes widened slightly even as he continued to fondle his Master slowly. "Uh... keys? Damn..."

William's jaw dropped, and he stared at the younger man for a moment. "You- what? For heaven's sake, boy, did that mission break your brain or something? And you know, if you want to tie me up, there are version of handcuffs with, well, some padding. These are the regular type and I'm so not going to- Argh..." He squirmed under the blond, still unable to deny the fact that Hugue's touch felt good. "...You... Damn boy, you're messing with me aren't you? I am SO going to..."

"So going to lie there at my mercy until I feel ready to get the keys out of my cloak pocket." Smirking, the blond leaned back down to kiss William again, tightening his grip on his crotch and nipping his mouth teasingly.

"You-!" The older man started, but he was silenced by the kiss. He sighed in his mind and allowed it, returning the kiss. "Hmpt. You sure you aren't angry? Or at least a little bit annoyed? Just making sure, that's all," he muttered between their kisses while trying to concentrate on not pressing against the swordsman's touch so much. It had, in the end, been a month for him too; William had been too busy with his work to care about sex.

"Not like you went by your own choice." Sliding himself down, Hugue left a trail of nips and bite marks down the Professor's belly, stopping to tug his pants down further before scraping his tongue over the tip. Smiling a little, the younger man gripped the base of William's erection rather tight and continued to lave at the hard flesh. Now that he had his Master bound and helpless... Hugue couldn't help but wonder just how many times he could make him climax.

All the caresses were reminding the older man quite well that he hadn't done anything for a month, and he had to admit that all that working was probably the cause why he was here now - being tied down included. "Well, no," he replied, writhing under the younger man. "If I had anything to say on the matter, I'd be in my lab now." He paused to give it another thought. "Uh, well maybe not right now," he quickly added, hoping to keep Hugue from pointing out that it wouldn't have been the first time. "As if I had anything to say on the matters here either..."

Making a small sound in the back of his throat, the swordsman pulled back briefly and shook his head. "Like you're really complaining, Master." Sliding his mouth back over William's arousal and slid the palm of his free hand underneath his chin and fondled the older man leisurely. Slowly working open his throat, Hugue took him a little deeper and increased the pressure of his mouth a little.

"Ah, no, I wasn't complaining," William said. "Too much. I mean, considering what you're doing down there I can't really complain... Unless questioning what you're up to counts, seeing that feels rather good, and I'm kind of, aah, darn it, boy..." His muscles tensed, and he pressed his hips up as much as he could. He closed his eyes and muttered something unclear, attempting to pull his hands free even if it was useless.

Smirking a little, the younger man tightened his grip on the base of William's erection to further frustrate him and tightened his mouth and throat around him even more. Rubbing his tongue along the underside, Hugue hummed low in his throat and managed to slide his erection as far down his throat as he could get it, working his hands on what he couldn't handle.

William gritted his teeth and squirmed some more, opening his eyes to glance at the younger man. "Hugue, you know..." He muttered, pausing to take a deep breath. "That's, ah, really..." He trailed off and frowned, wondering why his voice sounded so weak. His lower body felt burning, and while he wasn't about to release just yet, Hugue's fingers did cause some unwelcome pressure on him. "Did you miss me that much, or what is this supposed to... Agh..."

Pulling back again, Hugue kept his grip firm as he licked his lips and shrugged, eyes glittering with an odd, sinister light. "Turnabout is fair play. You get to remember this next time you decide to tease." Leaning forward, he pressed his lips chastely to the side of the hot column of flesh before pulling him back down his throat more easily than before and beginning to swallow slowly.

By now, William wished he could have slapped a hand over his lips to keep himself silent, but that wasn't going to happen. His weak attempts to free his hands weren't any good, either. "Fine," he hissed from between his teeth. "But I... though you... liked that? Ah... That's just... No, not fair at all..." Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered how Hugue could take it, seeing all the things the younger man was doing couldn't be affecting just him.

Feeling more than a little pleased with himself, the swordsman tightened his grip a mere fraction more and moved back just enough to free his throat and breath, focusing his attention on the very tip with his tongue before pulling his mouth off completely again. Tracing the fingertips of his free hand lightly over William's arousal, the blond's mouth quirked upwards smugly at the corner as he contented himself to watch. He had all the time in the world this time...

"Oooh I'm so... going to get you... for this... when..." The older man muttered, biting his lip. The damned cuffs were making his wrists hurt - not too much actually, but seeing he was uncomfortable anyway, anything counted. His skin felt hot, and his pajamas were getting damp in places. He clenched his eyes shut and hoped Hugue would get on with it, whatever it was that he wanted.

"Whenever I feel inclined to uncuff you?" Shaking his head, highly amused, the younger man leaned up just far enough to press another kiss to the Professor's lips before sliding back down and taking him in his mouth again and running his tongue in lazy circles around the swollen head.

The older man muttered something that sounded like swearing, but he gritted his teeth again afterwards to stay at least somewhat quiet. Hugue's fondling caused him to strain against the sheets, and he pressed up again, wishing the younger man would finish already. "How..." He mumbled, pausing as his breathing had turned ragged. "Can you... take this... long... anyway...? You said... it's b... been a month... aagh..."

Pulling back again, the blond's free hand stroked over William's arousal firmly and he tilted his head, smug look still hitched to his face. "Had mine earlier today..." Landing a teasing nip on the older man's inner thigh, Hugue continued to stroke him for a moment before swallowing him down again working his throat around him.

The swordsman's actions caused the Professor to tense even more, and he couldn't stifle a surprised groan that escaped from his lips. The fact that Hugue had planned this so well that he had done something beforehand would have made the older man laugh under any other circumstances, but he wasn't in any position to do so. "Oh for..." He mumbled. "...Heaven's sake would... you... aah, argh... let me... already..."

Pulling away just long enough to suck on a finger on his free hand, Hugue swallowed a little faster and slid the slick digit up a bit to employ a tactic William himself had used on him plenty of times. Rubbing his finger in gentle circles around his opening, the blond pulled back and sucked hard, tightening his grip a touch more to compensate. If this didn't get the results the younger man wanted, he'd gracefully accept defeat and give his Master what he wanted.

"Hugue...?" William struggled some more, knowing it was useless, but he wasn't going to go down without a fight. Whatever Hugue wanted by doing this escaped him, but he couldn't think too clearly anyway. "That, ack, you..." He bit his lip again and squirmed, his body aching by now. "Can't... more..." He slumped against the sheets, too exhausted to fight anymore.

Nodding to himself with a small smile, the blond immediately relaxed his grip and released the Professor entirely, gripping his hip with one hand and moving his other hand to pet the older man's chest. At this rate, if he'd continued any longer, William would have passed out entirely. Sliding his mouth down as far as he could get it, Hugue swallowed once more and braced himself quickly.

The older man opened his eyes and stared at the blond, attempting to say something, but it turned into an unclear sound, and he just bit his lip some more. With the uncomfortable grip gone, he felt a little easier, but he was too tired to actually enjoy it too much. The remains of his energy was drained with the aching feeling on his lower body finally going away, and he barely managed to keep himself quiet as he released. "...Agh..." He tried to calm his breathing, quite powerless by now. "...Done... yet? And there you said... you... aren't angry at me..."

Taken slightly by surprise at all he had to swallow, Hugue pulled back and wiped his lips, still pleased with himself all the same. Sliding off of the bed, he stooped to pick around in his cloak and procure the key before climbing back into the bed and opening the cuffs. Setting the manacles aside and placing the key on the nightstand, the swordsman gripped either wrist gently and rubbed at them to get the soreness out, nuzzling William's neck as he did so.

"Ehh... Ouch. Just what kind of bright idea was that?" The Professor mumbled, his voice showing the exhaustion. "Hope you didn't expect to get anything, silly boy, because I'm just... not..." He yawned, his body completely fatigued by now. He found himself unable to move and just settled to lying there and closing his eyes. The pajamas did feel a little uncomfortable, as did the cool air against his bared skin, but he wasn't about to care.

Once finished with his wrists, the blond moved his hands to unbutton William's top and slide it off of him before starting on his sleep pants. The corner of Hugue's mouth twitched and he pressed a kiss to the older man's ear as he sidled close and wrapped his arms around him. "I'm fine. Rest."

The only reply Hugue got was unclear mumbling. William didn't pay any attention to what his student was doing, and didn't actually hear him say anything, either, as he dozed off to light sleep. The younger man being close to him felt comfortable, though, and he smiled a little.

Best to let him rest for a couple of hours or so, really. If William's reactions were any indication, Hugue figured it likely that his Master probably had neglected everything for his work since the last time he'd been in Vatican. Tucking his face into the side of the Professor's neck, the younger man closed his eyes and slowly drifted to sleep.

The older man didn't react too much, as he was pretty much out of it, drifting to deeper sleep. His body did hurt slightly from the earlier, but he was too exhausted to notice. The bed was big enough for two, so there being tow of them wasn't about to disturb his rest, either.

The sun streaming through the large window made the sleeping blond wince and turn his face deeper into William's chest, hands sliding across the older man's shoulders as he wriggled closer. Under normal circumstances, waking up wasn't a problem but there always was something about sleeping with his Master that made him too lazy for his own good. Pursing his mouth irritably, he crawled partially on top of the Professor and squirmed, trying to get comfortable again even as he attempted to cover his eyes from the overly bright window.. "Ugh... that's... not necessary."

"Ow..." Came quiet complaining voice from under the blond. "Sore..." William muttered, attempting to move. He blinked a few times, realizing it was morning. "Huh. Sun's rising," he noted, staring at the window. "Where did the night go? And, hey..." He patted the younger man's hair, smiling to himself. "Wait what... When did you get here, Hugue? I was..." He shifted his position, moving his legs - and was quite fast reminded by what had happened during the night. "Oh, wait. Grah..."

"Sun's risen. Close the curtains at night." Frowning and rather unhappy with being awake so early, Hugue moved his position and slid up a little to press his face flat against William's throat. It wasn't very effective in blocking out the overly bright sun, but it was warm and comfortable, so he wasn't about to complain.

The Professor yawned, then frowned, wishing there was a way to get the soreness out of his body. "Quiet, boy, I was tired when I got here yesterday. It was dark and I forgot we're on the east coast. Of course the sun's gonna shine in here in the morning... Grah, ow. What on earth did you do to me last night, I'm hurting..." He tried to move his legs again then settled to lying still. Vacation. That meant he didn't have to get up, right?

After a pause, Hugue smirked a little and nibbled on William's neck in an uncommon display of affection. Ah well, he did have the excuse that he had just woken up and wasn't quite in his normal state of mind. Not that such an excuse really would work on the his Master. One hand slid from the older man's shoulder and petted over his chest as the other one moved to grasp a hip. "You'll be alright, the exercise was good for you."

"Exercise? That's exercise now? Good heaven's, boy." The older man sighed, then yawned again. "Gah. Well, slept decently well at least, so I can't complain too much... Just... Soreness." He moved a little, then realized where Hugue's hand was going and shook his head. "Ahem. No touching there, I'm still sore."

Hugue made a small sound of mock disappointment in the back of his throat and sucked firmly on William's neck and he grasped a nipple as he'd done last night. Smirking a little sleepily against the Professor's skin, he rolled his hips gently against the other man's and listened for his reaction with an interested ear.

William muttered something under his breath, then attempted to sit up, which he couldn't really do which Hugue half-lying on top of him. "Would you mind?" He cleared his throat and shook his head. "Wait, boy, are you...?" He squirmed a little, then sighed. "Good lord with you, isn't there anything in your mind except, well... That. Bah, I'm so not doing anything, I'm still sore. Your fault."

"Well, you can lie here all day, try to get up and find food, or indulge me... your choice." The blond shrugged and slid his body down, being careful not to hurt the other. Shoving the covers aside, he glanced up at William with a smug look before leaning down to press his mouth against the lower curve of his hip, slipping a hand between his thighs.

"This is so not going to be comfortable," the older man mumbled, not appearing too amused. The blond's touch didn't hurt like he would have thought, but it didn't feel as good as usual, either. "And I could just as well lie here all day. Nothing much to do, I'm on some silly vacation!" His voice turned annoyed for the latter comment, but he then shrugged. "Right, food? I don't think there is any. I was just planning on driving to the village to get some, but..."

"I'm not going to hurt you." Hugue frowned a little before he landed a kiss on William's other hip, one hand rubbing soothingly at his lower stomach to work some of the soreness out. He almost felt bad for all the teasing he'd been doing the previous night, but he then remembered just how sore he himself had been on plenty of occasions, and he shook his head with a huff, any guilt crushed immediately. Tilting his head, the swordsman opened his mouth and took the tip in his mouth, suckling slowly.

The Professor's eyes widened, and he raised his head to look at what the swordsman was doing. "Hey hey, you know, I just said..." He took a deep breath and fell back against his pillow. Whatever he was feeling like, his body still had a certain familiar reaction to Hugue's touches. "All right, you win, apparently I can still do something. But I told you already, I'm so not doing anything. You want sex, you do all the work."

Pulling back with a little smile, Hugue inclined his head at William and wrapped his free hand around him, pressing kisses along the side of the shaft and nibbling tenderly. "I planned to anyway."

William gave it another thought, then glared at the blond. "Also, no overdoing it like last night!" He snapped, the ache between his thighs being a good reminder. "Do that again, and you're not getting any sex for weeks. Don't think I'm not serious!" So Hugue hadn't done anything for a month anyway, but that was not William's concern. He doubted the younger man was about to pull such tricks again, anyway.

Oh, what a horrible threat. Smirking, Hugue pulled away again and studied William's face for a moment, face turning more serious as he continued to rub at William's stomach. "I did say I wasn't going to hurt you, didn't I?"

"Eh, I thought that referred to you trying to be careful, seeing you must be aware of my condition," the older man replied, twitching a little. The swordsman's hands were beginning to feel a lot better on his body, and he relaxed. "But, well, that's good then. Some normal sex would be appreciated after that..." He raised his hand to the younger man's hair and petted him. "And just because I need to know... You planning on staying here for a longer time, or am I to expect find you gone the next time I wake up?"

Hugue shrugged and worked his fingers gently over the flesh in his hand and rubbed gentle circles into his stomach. "Nothing to do for a few days, really... I had figured on sticking around for a while. Unless you'd rather I didn't?" The younger man already knew the answer to that question, but he kept it to himself as he planted an inquiring look on his face and dipped his head again to work at the sore skin with his mouth.

Getting touched where he was most sore made the older man flinch, but he tried to relax again. The mix of feeling sore and liking the caressed anyway made him question his own body, but he ignored it for now since there wasn't much he could have done. "No, nothing against it," he replied. "I mean, I could sure use some company, and well... You could probably use a bit of a vacation yourself, and I think I told you last night that I was not planning on staying more than a few days anyway, seeing there's nothing to do here. But maybe if..." He trailed off, smirking.

Hugue smirked in kind around his mouthful and would have shaken his head if he could. It figured his Master would complain about being too sore for sex one moment and then seriously consider not moving from the bed at all for the duration of his vacation time. Once he felt he'd soothed what aches he could, the younger man pulled back and crawled back up, nipping at William's ear again and sitting on his thighs. "Got any oil here...?"

"Uh," William muttered, thoughtful. "I'm afraid not. Wasn't expecting you to show up and... Wait." He smirked. "I've got hand lotion on the desk there. That should work. Really, Hugue, you came here planning on whatever and didn't prepare better then this? I'm disappointed, boy, I thought I taught you better..." He chuckled then nodded at the desk on the side. "There?"

"What happened to keeping oil in every place you slept?" Shaking his head, Hugue gingerly removed himself from William's legs to lean over and grab the lotion bottle from the side desk. Resuming his place on the older man's thighs, the swordsman poured some of it on his fingers and slid them underneath himself, loosening up with a mild frown on his face.

The Professor grinned. "Ah, heh, well you know. I wasn't volunteering to come here and didn't exactly pack too well either." He watching the blond, appearing a lot more relaxed now. "Besides I'm sure I actually do have oil, just... somewhere, and you're not in a position to start going through my things right now. Can worry about that later!" He slipped his hands onto the younger man's thighs and stroked him lightly. "Or we can buy more. Something?"

"This will work for now." Chewing on his lip a little, the younger man managed to slip in a third finger and rocked down on his hand, brows laced together. Once he felt as relaxed as he could, Hugue poured more lotion into his palm and eased his slick fingers over William's arousal, careful not to hurt him, then positioned himself and took him in slowly with a hiss.

The soreness was forgotten the moment Hugue got on with things, and William smiled. "Much better. Compared to last night anyway..." He shifted a bit and pulled the pillows behind his back, ending up in a half-sitting position. That was his intention, as he simply wanted to watch the younger man. He fondled the blond's skin with his fingertips, sitting back and enjoying. "Missed this, hmm?"

Frowning slightly, the blond slid down all the way until he was seated flush in the older man's lap. Face relaxing as the discomfort faded away, Hugue squirmed before lifting himself up a little and dropping back down slowly, a little too slow in the younger man's opinion. The sunlight felt warm and comfortable on his back and made him feel a little sleepy and content, and suddenly the slow pace wasn't quite so torturous any more.

There were good points to that cursed sun, after all, William concluded as his eyes followed the swordsman's every move. The warm light made the younger man's hair shine, and the Professor couldn't have thought of a more pleasant sight right then. "Lovely," he commented, raising his hand to the blond's face. "Why do I suddenly have the feeling that most of the time I see you, it's night time..."

Teeth caught his bottom lip and the swordsman's cheeks heated and colored faintly at the comment, turning his face into William's palm and pressing his mouth to it. One hand braced his weight against the Professor's chest, the other slid down his own stomach to wrap around his erection, gritting his teeth and struggling to pick up the pace a little.

"No, let me," William said, placing his other hand over Hugue's on the younger man's crotch. "Fine, so I said I'm not doing anything, but..." He smirked. "I could at least take care of that. Besides, I feel that it's something I should do." He gave the blond a bright smile, moving his fingers over the swordsman's jaw, stroking his skin lightly.

Hugue breathed a little shakily and nodded faintly, lifting his free hand to push his hair out of his face and drawing his wrist across his brow, collecting the moisture gathering there. He'd almost forgotten that the sun was so warm here... Stifling a sound in the back of his throat, the younger man leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the Professor's jaw before catching his lower lip in a gentle bite.

The older man responded by slipping his hand behind the swordsman's neck and pulling him in for a proper kiss. "You didn't give me a chance to do this last night," he whispered as their lips parted. "Kind of missed you, you know." He drew his fingers through the blond hair and couldn't help but to smile. "So very pretty," he mused, his gaze admiring the younger man. "You should get out in the sun a little more, boy."

Had the swordsman had the energy, he would have shrugged and told William he could use a bit of the sunlight as well, but he suddenly felt much warmer and he bit his lip again, grinding down a little rougher but not nearly as fast as he would have liked. It didn't really seem to matter how well he'd taken care of himself before he arrived... he wasn't going to last much longer like this.

Still fascinated by the sight, William drew his fingers down the younger man's body, tracing over his muscles. Hugue was moving slower than usual, he noted, not that he would have minded. He gritted his teeth a bit, having to admit that after last night, he wasn't going to be able to control himself too well. "Somewhat... exhausting..." he muttered. His gaze dropped down and he smirked, quickening the movement of his other hand somewhat, fondling the younger man's erection skilfully.

A chill ran up the younger man's back and he shuddered, torn between rocking into his Master's hand and keeping his pace. Sucking in a deep breath, Hugue gave in and leaned over to rest his face against the older man's neck, biting his collarbone with a small choked sound as he climaxed, body tensing with the force of it.

"Ah. There you go..." The Professor made sure the blond was finished, then withdrew his hand and licked his fingers clean. "Guess you did really miss me then..." He smiled and leaned back against the sheets, letting his hand drop from the younger man's body. "Now then, if you'd please..." He nodded a little, quite certain Hugue knew what he meant. He doubted it would take long.

Pausing to catch his breath for a moment, Hugue wiped at his face again and pushed a few damp strands of hair from his reddened cheeks. Once he got his wits about him, somewhat, he nodded a little and straightened back up, resuming his pace without all the impatience this time around. "Still sore?"

If he was, William wasn't about to let his student know. He shook his head and shrugged. "No, I'm quite fine. More or less. Let's just..." He closed his eyes, his body straining. All right fine, so he was quite sore, but he was quite helpless under the blond, and Hugue stopping what he was doing would only made it worse. "Gah... Hugue..."

Tired as he was, the corner of the blond's mouth twitched and curled up at the ends as he leaned down to nibble on the older man's ear, one hand sliding up his chest teasingly. "Liar." Hugue picked up his pace a little more and suddenly tightened his muscles as hard as he dared, not wanting to do any damage to William.

"Augh, darn it..." The older man blinked, his fingers grasping the sheets tight. "That... wasn't too nice you know..." He didn't have time to feel uncomfortable, though, and he just closed his eyes again and squirmed under the blond. It didn't take more than another moment for him to reach his limit, and he came, muttering the younger man's name under his breath.

"Mmmh, the number of times you've done it to me?" Relaxing considerably after the initial discomfort inside of him, Hugue sighed and folded his arms underneath himself, resting his weight on top of the Professor and continuing to suck lazily on his ear.

The Professor shook his head. "Quiet, you," he said, relaxing his body. "You're young, you can still take some teasing without passing out." He patted the younger man's hair and shook his head. "I'm too old for that! Also, still sore, and now I'm darn tired too. Maybe some more rest..." He stretched his arms a little then took a comfortable position. "Close the curtains would you? And wash yourself."

Hugue snorted and shook his head, climbing off of William and sliding from the bed. "Yes, so terribly old, Master..." The blond pulled the curtains closed and sighed a little in relief as the blinding sun was shaded from his eyes. He managed to find a bathroom without much difficulty and washed himself off before wetting a fresh rag and carrying it with him back to the bedroom to clean the Professor.

"Some breakfast would be nice," the older man muttered, half-asleep. Hugue being here did take care of the food problem, at least, since driving to the village to eat something would have gotten troublesome after a while. He ignored what the blond was doing, feeling too content to care.

"Hm, I'll go to the market if you have the money..." Hugue set the rag aside and sat back on his heels, brushing his hair back and stretching a little. Pressing his hand to his lips to stifle a yawn, the swordsman made to climb back out of the bed again, even if he would have rather stayed and gotten another hour of sleep.

The Professor turned to his side and pulled the covers over himself. "In my bag," he mumbled, not about to move. The blond was sure capable enough finding money from there, and he trusted Hugue to know how much was needed. After all, if the swordsman was home, he was the one who got to do all the shopping. "Just let me..." Half of what the older man was mumbling turned unclear, but he then glanced at the blond. "Vacation, and all." He smirked and pressed his face against the pillows, falling asleep.

Shaking his head, the younger man smiled a little and reached over to brush a stray lock of hair from William's forehead before locating the older man's bag and neatly separating his clothes for him. He paused when he pulled out one of William's dress shirts and shrugged, pulling it on and buttoning it up. It was much more suitable than what he currently had. Once he finally reached the envelope that his funds were in, Hugue pulled on his pants and pocketed a small portion of the money, returning the rest to the bag before pulling the covers over the Professor and taking his leave.