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The silken sheets felt soft on his sore bottom. Ancel’s mind was slowly coming back. Slightly disoriented, it took him a moment to realize where he was. Four poster bed, green sheets, mahogany nightstands, crystal chandelier; he was in his and Berenger’s bedroom. Berenger must have carried him to their bedroom after they’d their session in their playroom.
Next to him he could feel Berenger combing his hair, while muttering some of his favorite poetry. Isagoras. Ancel didn’t understand it. The poet was boring. No lusty verses about a pet’s cheeks, no longing for a lover’s cock, just white cliffs and other metaphors Ancel didn’t care about. He didn’t mind Berenger reciting some. He knew how much his lover enjoyed the poet. He couldn’t phantom taking that joy away. Not that he would ever admit that to Berenger.
A dark rich but sugary smell reached his reached his nose and a whiny sound escaped his mouth. Berenger had made him hot cocoa. Ancel had never cared for it until Berenger had made him some. The hot cocoa he had been used to was nothing compared to the one Berenger made. The few times Ancel had drank it is had been made of hot water and cocoa powder. Instead, Berenger’s was made by bringing milk to a boil and adding actual dark chocolate to it. It had quickly become one of Ancel’s favorite drinks.
“You’re awake”, Berenger said, he must have noticed Ancel’s reaction to the cocoa, “You scared me. Do you remember what happened?”
Ancel thought hard. He could remember a wonderful session. Nipple clamps, cock ring, prostate massager, multiple whips, Berenger in those leather pants,… He remembered not having been allowed to come, until he was. His cock had been so hard it had added to the pleasurable pain coursing through his body. Once Berenger had removed the ring and had commanded Ancel to come, he had orgasmed so hard everything had turned white. He couldn’t remember anything passed his orgasm.
“I passed out?”
Berenger kissed the top of his head, “You did. Luckily it was clear that nothing serious had happened. However, I have cancelled all my meetings tomorrow. I’m not going into work. Instead, we’re going to spent all day in bed-” Ancel smiled at that, wiggling his eyebrows “-and I’m going to pamper you. We’re not going to fuck. You’re going to let me take care of you and let me make sure that you’re all right.”
Berenger looked Ancel in the eyes, “I know you’ll probably want to fool around on a free day together, but let me swaddle you up in a blanket and spoil you all day long. Please, I need it.”
Ancel could see the desperation and fear in Berenger’s eyes. He must have had quite the scare, seeing Ancel pass out like that. It must have ripped him out of domspace, making him drop. Ancel put his hand on the side of Berenger’s face and kissed him.
“You had me at ‘pampering me’. Now, get me my hot cocoa, I’m too exhausted to get it myself.”
Berenger chuckled and kissed Ancel’s cheek before getting out of bed and grabbing the cocoa on the bedside table right next to Ancel. Next, he took the remote and turned-on Disney+.
“Why don’t you choose something for us to watch? I need to get something really quick. I’ll be back in a second.”
Berenger left the room while Ancel browsed the streaming site. They were making their way through all of the classic Disney animation films. He hadn’t had to opportunity to watch them while growing up. When Berenger had found out he’d claimed that he would change this. They’d already made their way through the Golden Age, Wartime Era, Silver Age, and Bronze Age. They’d started the Renaissance Era a few weeks ago. Next up was Beauty and the Beast. He’d been looking forward to this film. Even if he hadn’t grown up watching the films, he still knew enough about them to recognize Belle in her iconic yellow dress. He was looking forward to seeing it action.
Berenger came back with a large package, the amount of wrapping paper used probably enough to decorate a small room’s walls. Ancel hummed questionably, cocking his head.
“Here,” Berenger lay the package down on Ancel’s lap, “I was planning on giving you this for your birthday next month, however, I think now is a better moment to give it.”
This picked Ancel’s curiosity. He ripped open the wrapping paper and let out a surprised gasp when he saw the gift. The blanket was made of the softest cashmere wool he’d ever touched, it’s size enough to cover at least three people, and it’s color… It’s color took his breath away. The color was a deep and vibrant red. It wasn’t until a strand of his own red hair fell onto the blanket that he noticed it was an exact match. Almost as if someone had taken a strand of his hair, distilled it, and turned it into a color.
“Berenger- this”, Ancel was speechless, “this must have cost a fortune.”
“Yes”, Berenger said honestly, “but when I saw it’s color, I knew I needed to buy it for you. I’ve told you before, no money spent on you is money wasted. I’d gladly give my fortune away if I could receive your love in return. I don’t care about the money as long as you’re by my side and you let me love you. Money is just a number my accountant keeps track of. You are my biggest tressure and your love is more valuable than any gift I could ever give you.”
Ancle’s ears started burning from the warm and loved feeling taking a hold of him. He’d had many lovers before, but none of them had made sure to take care of him. None of his previous lovers would have spoiled him after he’d passed out during a scene. He’d gotten used to taking care of himself after a scene, hadn’t been used to Berenger taking care of him. Berenger had given this whole speech about the importance of aftercare. It had gone on for fifteen minutes before Ancel had shut him up by kissing him. He was sure if he hadn’t Berenger would have kept on going for much longer.
“I remember you saying something about swaddling me in a blanket? I like the idea, but only if you’re swaddled in together with me.”
Berenger looked at him, his love clearly visible on his face, “I would love that.”
Ancel looked down at the blanket. It might not be diamonds, emeralds, or any other valuable stone, yet, it had quickly become his favorite present he had received from Berenger. He really had found a wonderful lover. Someone who loved him and cared for him, not his body and looks. And Ancel loved Berenger just as much in return.