Jay undressed quickly and without fuss, placing his clothes neatly on the chair, his shoes underneath. He didn't need to go to the privy, and so he was soon ready.
He walked back in front of Paul, a slight blush high on his cheeks, his eyes wide, even as he bowed his head, and put his hands behind his back. He concentrated on steadying his breathing as he waited, letting it gradually shift his thoughts. Calm and steady and still for Paul, his Ascendant, his love, his husband.
"All done, Sir," he said softly, finally raising his head to look at Paul.