Who: Carrick and Hermes When: Week 14, Saturday evening Where: The dance hall in Beacon Hills Why: Carrick promised Hermes a night out Warning: None yet
Carrick adjusted his black bow tie in the hallway mirror and shrugged on a long, heavy wool coat. He glanced at Hermes, who seemed even more bouncy than usual. He reached over and looped a soft green scarf around his slave's neck. It was a cold night, and he wanted the boy to be comfortable.
"You look delicious. Are you sure you wouldn't rather stay in tonight and let me do all manner of deviant things to you?"
He was only teasing. Hermes had been excitable as a kitten at the thought of his long promised trip to the ballroom of Beacon Hills, and a happy Hermes generally meant a happy Carrick. He heard the crunch of gravel outside as his car drew up to the front door, and slipped his doorkeys and phone into his pocket.