Joseph was eager to get Rhys out of his clothes and take a good long look at the beautiful young man. Well, he wanted to do more than look, but that went without saying. He was actually amused by Rhys attempt to straighten his clothing and thought again about how much he was going to enjoy playing with every ringlet of the gorgeous younger Kindred's hair.
Leading Rhys over to the door, he swiped a card into the reader. Good electronic locks were harder to open than old fashioned ones and since this was where he slept in his haven, he needed better security. The door slid closed behind them as he led the younger Kindred up a short set of steps and through another electronically locked door.
There was a remote skylight that was currently open as it was the middle of the night and only the stars shown in the skies above him. They were on a timer that closed an hour before dawn and opened an hour after sunset. There was a small kitchenette with the bare necessities, a dressing room, a sitting area that carried on the burgundy and gold theme of the rest of the theater, and beyond all of that, the bedroom.
The walls of Joseph's bedroom were a pale cream color, with burgundy, blue and black art deco designs painted on them seemingly at random. The color scheme continued on the large bed, the comforter on top show a colorblock pattern the three over cream colored silk sheets. There was a row of three mirrors on each wall, the edges cut with deco frames. Their presence in a room not meant for dressing made it clear they were for there for the entertainment of those on the bed.
Joseph slipped off his shoes and headed towards the bed, unbuttoning the vest he was wearing over the greenish blue shirt. "Come on," he invited as he sat down at the foot. "I have been wanting to see and touch you since I laid eyes on you in Elysium." The boy was practically an unliving piece of art, he was so beautiful.