"There's a pleasant thought," he offered. "My memory may be poor, but I seem to remember you saying something on the phone about licking me clean as well..." he slipped his arm around Russ' waist as they walked.
It only took Carrick a few moments to order some new clothes to be brought to the cabin. His slaves, of course, were well-trained enough to know not to ask questions, and if they suspected anything gossip-worthy, to keep it to themselves.
He gave a brief smile to his lover as darkness cloaked the room. Although the blinds did not make the windows light tight, they would certainly allow him to stay in the main rooms of the cabin until the sun had completely risen.
Carrick slipped his arms around Russ' waist from behind, resting his chin on the strong shoulder. "I've only know you a few nights," he said wonderingly. "How is it that this feels so perfect?"