You Make Me Sick... With Love. ((Dobster/Damian))

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"If you wanna carry me," Dobster shrugged, unwilling to admit that he was a little enchancted by that smile.

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Damien looked at the male. "Alright," he conceeded, standing up and picking Dobster up easily, carrying him to the bathroom and setting him down on the toilet lid, starting the bath up.

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Dobster was impressed. "I could get used to this. Being carried around. it'd be good for my image, I think. Dobster the magnificent being carried by his man servant everywhere." He snickered at his own lame joke.

[praiseofblood]

Damien rolled his eyes "I doubt it." he said, and helped the male down into the steaming water. He followed, pulling Dobby between his legs.

[ode]

"Don't hate on my fantasies, man. That's not cool," he yawned and rested back against the man.

[praiseofblood]

Damien just began to wash the male, slowly and carefully.

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"Mmmm," Dobster sighed. "You sure you don't want to sign on to be my man servant?If you treated me this well every night you'd have a job for life."

[praiseofblood]

Damien chuckled. "I dunno, I guess being a biochemist isn't as important as making sure you're naked and relaxed in my apartment every night."

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"That's really for you to decide," Dobster sighed dramatically. "But I wont judge you based on such an important decision." Shifting forward, he gave the man room to wash his back. Glancing back over his shoulder, he stared at Damien. "You know, you have got to be one of the handsomest men I think I've ever seen."

[praiseofblood]

Damien blinked, confused. His long hair stuck to his shoulders and his bangs hung around his eyes, limp from steam. "Uh, thanks. I was kind of thinking the same thing about you."

[ode]

"Great minds and all that," he shrugged before settling back against the male. "I have to head home soon..." he groaned then as his muscles relaxed even more. "I should anyway."

[praiseofblood]

"No," Damien said, his voice soft as he looked at the male against his chest. "Stay."

[ode]

Dobster rested his eyes for a long moment before nodding. "I warn you though, I may appear to be a bad ass mofo but I require spooning."

[praiseofblood]

"Oh dear, whatever will that do to your image?" Damien asked, cocking a brow.

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"You don't look like a tattle tale," he joked before turning slowly around in the water and moving to straddle the man. "You looked like you enjoyed fucking me too much for that."