"You still haven't proven to me that I'm wrong or that there is anyone else that can take my place," Stephen pointed out. "If you do, I'll be more than happy to stay home and find out what happen when people come back. I'm assuming that you'd stay home with me," he said, knowing that it wouldn't happen, but he figured that was as good a way to make a point as anything.
"You're too distracting even with clothes on; therefore there is no reason to bed. Besides, I have tomorrow to mark papers. Now, get dressed before your dick freezes and falls off," he said, while steering Adrian toward the door of their bedroom so they could both get dressed.
When they got there, Stephen forewent robes, and chose sweats and a t-shirt. He never wore them at the manor, but one year in Hogsmeade had modified his tastes somewhat. He sat on the bed, watching Adrian get dressed. "I don't have a problem getting into the right frame of mind, but it's amazingly hard to know where to draw the line, Adrian, and that's why I never really slip into role all the way. I'm still me, still much aware that you are my husband, because anything else wouldn't be acceptable. What happened in the bathroom?"