"I... I like to think he doesn't know what I do but I wouldn't be surprised if he did keep tabs on me," he said with a small shrug. "I assume he doesn't, he doesn't say anything, it's all fine."
Kenneth laughed. "You were never wiping your memory," he said, pulling Stamford close for another kiss. He didn't want to think about having to stop this completely but he couldn't be fucking one of his father's advisers if he became the Minister. If that came out or if his father found out then there'd be hell to pay.
He smiled at the compliment, pulling Stamford closer. "You're not bad yourself," he said with a small grin, one hand moving down Stamford's back. "We need to get naked or fucking is going to take a long time."