Pulling out, Julius cleaned off his hand and the rest of himself with a spell, only then directing it at Louis before lying down. It was only their second time, of course, but he was thinking about ways to step things up. He wanted control and obedience, and patience... well it was something he was good at pretending he had.
Laying on his side, he looked at Louis, wanting nothing more than to tell him to leave. Instead he smiled as he reached out and touched him, played with his nipples for a while. His property, he thought, and that did give him more patience. Louis was his property, it was just a matter of breaking him in. He could do that. He was even good at that.
"You are very beautiful," he said and it was odd to say that to a man but it fit in Louis' case. Handsome didn't, beautiful did. Odd perhaps, but who cared?