Bondage (8 page)

Finally, at about ten o'clock, he eased away from Noah, kissing him softly. He'd wake him up for a late night cuddle, but not after less than four hours sleep. Quietly, he slipped on his robe and left the room, planning to make some more notes about the situation.

As he walked down the hall, he saw light seeping out from under Phantom's door, and he paused, unsure if he should check up on him or not. He stopped, listening carefully, but didn't hear anything at all; at least Phan wasn't upset or crying. He thought a moment and then tapped on the door.

"Come in?" Phan's voice said uncertainly.

Tobias opened the door and blinked into the light. "Are you all right?" he asked quietly.

"Yes, sir. I had a nap earlier, so I'm just going to bed now. Is Noah okay?"

Tobias nodded, looking around the room. Phan's bag was empty, his clothes carefully stacked on the dresser. Not moved in, but that made sense if they were going to the country, and then he'd be off to Noah's. There was a pad of paper on the bed and markers scattered all over. "He's asleep. You're drawing again?"

"Yes, sir. Dr. Brewer wants me to, says it'll help."

"She's probably right," Tobias said, his hand on the door knob. "Get some sleep, boy. Take care of your body."

"Yes, sir." Phan grinned, gathering up the markers. "Right now. Can I ask why you're up?"

"I, unlike you two, actually slept last night. I'm going to do some paperwork and then I'll be out. Goodnight, Phantom."

"Goodnight, sir," Phan said softly. "Sleep well."

Tobias nodded and smiled softly as he closed the door. "I will."

He went to his desk, gathered up the notes Phan had made, and organized things into a suitable document. Not a contract, but at least a list of the things they'd agreed to. After adding in the weekly meetings, he put the whole thing into a file, left it out to show them in the morning, and then went back to bed, pausing once more outside Phan's room.

The silence in the apartment was deep and peaceful. He only hoped they could maintain the feeling for a while; he had little doubt that there were bumps ahead of them. With another smile, he went to his room and closed the door behind him, hoping it would be enough to soften any noise he and Noah were about to make.

Tobias was dead asleep when a hand gently shook his shoulder. "Coffee?" he asked, before his body was fully aware that he was awake. "Time is it?"

"Six-thirty. In the morning." Noah told him quietly, and now Tobias could smell the coffee on the bedside table.

"Thank you," he said, rolling over and rubbing his eyes. "Good morning, pet." He sat up, leaning on the headboard as he reached for the coffee. "Have you been awake long?"

"About an hour or so. I slept all night, if you can believe it." He sat on the edge of the bed next to Tobias.

"Well, almost all night," Tobias said with a smile. "I did wake you, if you'd be so good as to recall."

Noah looked at him, puzzlement changing to wide-eyed incredulity. "Oh! Oh, yes, you did. No wonder I slept so well." He grinned and rubbed his fingers across Tobias' thigh.

Tobias rolled his eyes. "You forgot," he said as he sipped his coffee. "I don't think that's ever happened to me before."

"I didn't forget! I just... wasn't all the way awake, I don't think. Was I? I remember most of it." He stuck out his tongue. "I wasn't too loud, was I?"

With a shake of his head, Tobias took another sip of coffee, starting to feel more awake. "I don't think so. We can always ask Phan. Is he up yet?"

Noah nodded. "I think I heard the shower."

"Okay." Tobias finished the coffee and stretched. "Hand me my robe? I did some work last night; we can look it over while we eat."

Noah grabbed Tobias' robe and held it open for him. Noah didn't bother with a robe, he just wandered out of the bedroom as he was, in nothing more than a T-shirt and briefs. "I'll have to get ready for work shortly."

"Of course." He followed Noah out into the kitchen, unsurprised to find Phan there, hair still damp as he mixed eggs in a bowl. "Good morning, boy," he said.

"Good morning, sir. Great look, Noah. Hey, you have time to shower before breakfast if you want."

"I do?" Noah blinked. "God, it's so weird to have someone else making breakfast."

Phan grinned. "You can do it if you want. I'm happy to sit on my butt."

Tobias snorted. "You are not."

Phan just laughed and grabbed the bread. "Toast and eggs in ten, Noah."

"I'll be right back!" Noah grinned and left the kitchen abruptly. Moments later the shower was running.

Tobias smiled. "I think he likes the idea of breakfast he doesn't have to make."

Phan nodded. "He's got a lot to think about in the morning -- going to work, getting his head right."

"Yes." Tobias found himself smiling again. "I'm glad you two seem to understand that kind of thing so well. I've been pretty amazed at his ability to switch over so easily."

Phan shrugged. "You're just you, all the time. Even when we're in a place when we talk as equals, you're still your toppy self." He grinned and wiggled his butt. "We like that, though."

Tobias snorted. "I'll be right back," he said. "I wrote out some things last night I want you two to look at." He went to his desk and got the file, coming back in just a couple of minutes to find another cup of coffee on the table and Phan busily making scrambled eggs. "What are your plans for the day?" he asked, sitting down.

"Dr. Brewer at two. I should be back around three-thirty. And tidying up in the morning. Sir."

Tobias could see color rising on Phan's cheeks as the boy remembered his place. He smiled to himself and took out the sheet with the suggested Affirmation sessions on it. "Good boy. I'll be home about four, and Noah shortly after."

"Is that what you wrote up while we were busy sleeping?" Noah asked as he slipped into a chair. His hair was wet, and he had on his uniform pants and a white undershirt.

"Ohh, better look!" Phan piped up.

Tobias rolled his eyes. "Yes. I was thinking last night that it might be a good idea to ensure communication. So, an Affirmation with you both once a week, guaranteed, and a separate talk with the three of us in the safe room. What do you think?"

"I think that will be great, thank you." Noah smiled and sipped his coffee. "Those eggs smell yummy. He's a better cook than I am, isn't he?"

Tobias bit his lip and grinned. "Breakfast, yes. Not quite as good with a stew, and he's been known to burn water."

"Sir!" Phan sounded unamused. "That was a secret." He put a plate of eggs in front of each of them and went to get the toast.

"Ooh. Maybe I'll have Allison come give us both lessons once in a while." Noah laughed. "Don't worry about it, Phan; when Tobias first told me I'd be doing the cooking -- I think it was our very first weekend at the farm, and right after we'd signed our contract -- I panicked."

"God, me, too. Thanks to Elizabeth, I didn't do too badly -- she's the one who saw me burn the water, though. She ratted me out with great glee." He smiled sadly and sat down. "Miss her."

"We all do," Tobias said softly. He cleared his throat and tapped the paper. "Phan?"

"Oh. Oh, yeah, that sounds great, sir," Phan said, nodding.

"She never ratted me out, she just gave me a bunch of tips on what to learn how to make. She wasn't happy with the state of the pantry once, though." Noah looked at Tobias, grinning. "Remember that? You kicked my ass the next weekend. You said breaking your rules was bad, but breaking hers was worse."

Tobias shuddered. "It took me years to get trained to her specs. You two did well -- she was very fond you both." He ate his eggs and reached for the toast. "Noah, Phan has therapy today and... something with me tonight." He still had no idea what he was really going to do with him. "What time do you expect to leave and to be back?"

"It will take me a bit longer to get here after work, so I'll probably get back around four-thirty. And then I'll be going back out around six." Noah swallowed a bite of eggs before going on. "I've got my counselor thing tonight, that wraps up around nine. Want me to call before I head home? If you need me out later I can hang with the guys downtown."

Tobias shook his head. "No, don't call. If we're in deep it would be disruptive. Just come home and listen -- we'll be in the playroom, or if we're done we'll be back in the living room."

"Okay, I'll keep it down if you're not finished. I'll probably walk in around nine-thirty. You guys take all the time you need." Noah grabbed a piece of toast. "I gotta go finish getting dressed."

Tobias nodded and finished his eggs. Phan was eating steadily, if slowly. "Eat, Phan. I have to get moving, too."

Phan nodded. "I'll get the dishes ready while you shower, sir," he said. "Um. Can I dress you?"

Tobias looked at Noah, considering. "I suppose so. Mind, it's still the first thing to go."

"Yes, sir." Phan ate a little faster.

Noah smiled at Tobias and brushed a hand over his shoulder. "I'll be in the bedroom. Thanks for breakfast, Phan," he said as he left the kitchen.

"No problem," Phan called back around a piece of toast.

Tobias stood up. "See you in a few," he said, going off to shower.

"Yes, sir." He could hear Phan picking up the plates behind him.

Tobias didn't linger in the shower, wanting to see Noah before he left. Clean and reasonably dry, teeth brushed and hair smoothed, he went into the bedroom, not realizing until he got there that he'd left his robe behind. Noah was fully dressed, putting on his gun belt, and Phan had clothes laid out on the bed.

"That's a good look on you," Noah licked his lips. He gave the belt a pat and shifted it so it sat correctly on his hips.

Tobias smirked. "You, too."

Phan nodded, but didn't say anything.

"All right, boy. Time to get ready." He quirked an eyebrow at Noah, asking if he wanted to stay, as Phan knelt in front of him with his boxer shorts.

"I'll need my gun and pager, should I just go get them?"

"They're in the desk, but you can stay if you want," Tobias said as he stepped into his boxers.

Phan eased them up and over his hips. "Still dress to the right, I assume?" he said with a grin, settling him efficiently. He reached back for Tobias' shirt. "It's cold, so I thought a T-shirt and the flannel, if you're out in the barns today."

"I'm impressed, I hadn't actually noticed he dressed to the right." Noah grinned and leaned against the bureau.

"That's 'cause you're usually trying to get him
out
of his clothes," Phan said with a grin. "Me? I like to smooth the fabric on." He did just that, smoothing Tobias' T-shirt before holding the flannel open behind him.

Tobias rolled his eyes.

"The man is going to be so spoiled. And to think I was feeling bad about all the work he's going to have to do." Noah grinned and pushed off the dresser. "I'm going to have to run. Shift's at eight." He stepped to Tobias and kissed him. "Love you. See you tonight," he said. "Good luck with your therapy, Phan."

"Love you," Tobias said as Phan did up his buttons. "Be safe."

"Thanks, Noah," Phan said, his eyes on Tobias' cuffs. "Have a good day."

Noah smiled and left, and Tobias could hear him going down the hall.

"Time to sit, sir," Phan said softly, picking up his socks.

Tobias sat on the edge of the bed and smiled as Phan rolled his socks on. "You know, I still don't get why you like this so much."

Phan shrugged, but Tobias could see his smile. "I like making sure you look your best. I like touching you, and I like pampering you. Noah's right, you're going to be spoiled."

Tobias laughed softly as Phan held his work jeans for him to step into. "It'll be fine -- I promise not to let it go to my head."

"Yes, sir." Phan grinned, easing his jeans up. He didn't even grope as he did up Tobias' pants, on his very best behavior.

Dressed, Tobias gave Phan a hug and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, boy. I'll see you this afternoon."

"Have a good day, sir," Phan said.

"You, too. Call me if you have any trouble."

"Yes, sir."

Phantom didn't call, and Tobias was relieved for it, though he did find himself wondering about the boy when he knew it was time for Phan to be in therapy. He was still wondering about it when he got home.

"Phan?" he called, as he toed off his shoes inside the door.

"In here, sir," came Phan's voice, and by the sound of it there was little need to wonder why he hadn't met Tobias at the door.

Tobias sighed and walked to the living room, grabbing a box of tissues on the way. "Bad day?" he asked, sitting on the couch and pulling a weeping Phan into his arms.

"Just therapy," Phan said, wiping his nose with a tissue. "It's draining."

"Need to talk about it?" Tobias asked, rubbing his back.

"Not really. Except Dr. Brewer is expressing some concern about me doing this. She thinks it's going to get my hopes up."

Tobias nodded, unsurprised. "Should I talk to her?"

Phan shrugged. "I expect she'll call if she wants to talk to you. We talked a lot about our break-up today. But in a weird way it made me feel better about this. Things are so different now."

"Are they?" Tobias said, handing him another tissue for his eyes. "You could be right. I hope so, anyway."

Phan nodded, and they sat there quietly for a long time.

"This is nice," Phan said softly. "Thank you."

Tobias kissed the top of his head. "You can always cry on me, boy. And I rather suspect Noah wouldn't mind either. Speaking of, he'll be home soon. Why don't you go have a bath? I'd like a few minutes with him, and you could use the soak to relax."

"Of course," Phan said, immediately moving to get up.

Tobias hugged him tight for a moment longer. "Okay, now you can go."

Phan beamed and hurried off down the hall, leaving Tobias to relax into the couch.

Noah walked in the door at just about his appointed hour. Tobias heard him set his keys on the foyer table and hang up his jacket before making his way into the apartment. His patent leather uniform shoes creaked as he walked, and the rubber soles squeaked on the wood floors. He sighed, not seeing Tobias at first, and tugged his tie off. He peered down the hallway toward the bathroom, probably hearing the water sloshing in the tub.

"He's in the bath," Tobias said quietly. "Bad day for you, too?"

"Hi, didn't see you there. Long day, stupid kids with weapons. It's a shame, really. Phan had a bad day?" Noah walked over and sat with Tobias on the couch.

Tobias opened his arms and pulled Noah closer. "Therapy. He wasn't kidding when he said he needs a bit of time to get himself together after. Dr. Brewer is concerned about this arrangement." He kissed Noah's face. "Missed you."

"Well, we knew this arrangement was going to cause problems as well as solve them," Noah leaned on him. "Did Dee kick your ass today? You sound tired."

Tobias grinned. "She's getting flowers. I was a little growly, I think." He stroked Noah's arms. "Everything will be fine, eventually. Oh, looks like next week will be intense with birthing, but Deidre's on call this weekend, and we've got a couple of students lined up to help out. Do you need anything to wind down?"

"Just a few minutes to change. You have plans for me before I leave tonight?" Noah grinned and sat up, taking his gun off his hip and setting it on the coffee table.

"Nothing concrete, but you know I'm never going to say no to... well, to anything, really." Tobias grinned. "You look so hot in your uniform."

"You want me to keep it on?" Noah opened the buttons at his neck enough to show off his collar. The tease. "I dress left, incidentally, but maybe you know that."

"I did, as a matter of fact," Tobias lied. "Want Phan to dress you, too? He'd probably kill to get to do it with your uniform. I can't promise you'll make it all the way to dressed unmolested, though."

"Save it for a scene." Noah laughed. "I'd never make it out the door on time."

"Probably not," Tobias agreed with a smile. He pulled Noah in for a kiss. "I think I'd kind of like to see that, actually," he said, one hand finding Noah's ass.

"You're the boss, boss." Noah leaned in and kissed him again. "You can see anything you want."

"Oh, good, I like to hear that," Tobias said, letting a little growl into his voice. He pulled Noah tight to him and kissed him deeply, letting his hands wander over his boy's uniform. "Taste good," he murmured, dipping his head to lick at Noah's neck.

"Mmm. Feel good, sir," Noah answered, his fingers pressing against Tobias' fly.

"So does that," Tobias said, arching his back to push his hips up. He was getting hard fast, Noah's touch working magic on him.

Noah's fingers lowered his zipper smoothly and slipped under the denim and into his boxers. He shifted and straddled Tobias' hips, his belt creaking as he moved. "My day just got so much better."

"Oh, mine, too." Tobias moaned softly, a shudder rolling through him as Noah stroked him to full hardness. "God." He ran his hands over Noah's chest and shoulders, his hips rolling up to meet Noah's fist.

"Damn, you really like this uniform. Such a turn-on. Just let me get to my knees, sir, your day will get even better."

Tobias shuddered again. "Hurry up, pet. You've got me impatient." He pushed gently on Noah's shoulders, urging him down.

"Yes, sir." Noah moved again, this time settling on the floor between Tobias' knees. His fingers tugged Tobias' jeans open and then Noah's mouth was on him, surrounding his cock with damp heat.

"Oh, God," Tobias groaned, petting Noah's hair and thrusting slightly. He forced himself to stop, to just enjoy the feeling of Noah's mouth and fingers around him, but found he couldn't look away, watching Noah take him in past swelling lips. In uniform. He groaned again and dug his fingers into Noah's shoulders.

Noah's technique was always artful, but something about his work blues made him a little hungrier. A little less sub and a little more masterful. A little less inclined to play and more inclined to push Tobias blindly over. Tobias went with it gladly, pushed down Noah's throat and then back, making Noah grunt. He did it again and a third time, and Noah's fingers dug into Tobias' hips. "Yes!" Tobias cried, pushing hard into Noah's mouth.

"Oh, fuck."

Tobias looked up to see Phan standing in the doorway, apparently frozen in place. He was still damp, though dressed, and Tobias opened his mouth to say something -- anything -- but suddenly he was coming, Noah's tongue dragging over him.

"Jesus," Tobias gasped, cock throbbing as his head fell back. "Oh, God, oh, God, yes!"

Noah grunted, and Tobias slightly regretted having caught him off guard but, really, it was Noah's own fault, wasn't it? Noah licked him clean and bathed his lips with his tongue before sitting back on his heels, presenting for him.

"Good boy," Tobias managed, feeling utterly boneless. "Want to come?"

Noah nodded and smiled, apparently not expecting the offer. "Yes, sir."

Tobias glanced at Phan, still standing stock still in the doorway. "How about you?"

Phan nodded mutely, his gaze fixed on Noah.

With a grin and a contented sigh, Tobias leaned over and kissed Noah, tasting himself. "Love you," he whispered, just for Noah to hear. He sat back and waved a hand between them. "Have at. Just don't obstruct the view."

Noah turned his head and looked over his shoulder at Phan. "I could really stand to get out of this uniform, it's hot as hell," he announced. He got to his feet and held a hand out to Phan. He was trying to look perfectly serious, but the mischief in his eyes and the grin tugging at the corner of his lips gave him away. "Think you could give me a hand?"

"Hot," Phan nodded. "Hand. Mouth. What the fuck ever." Phan stepped forward and into Noah's space, one hand tangling with Noah's, the other going immediately to Noah's crotch and squeezing. "I'm totally digging this uniform," he said seriously.

Tobias laughed softly and sank further into the couch, getting comfortable.

Noah groaned. "It seems to be popular. You smell great." He slid the fingers of his free hand along Phan's jaw and kissed him soundly. He took a moment and undid the clasp on his heavy belt, tossing it on a chair.

From the couch, Tobias could hear Phan whimper. He watched as Phan opened his mouth wider, his fingers quickly undoing the top button of Noah's pants.

"Taste good," Phan said, pulling away and looking down to ease Noah's zipper down. Noah's cock pushed out at him, straining at his white briefs, and both Tobias and Phan moaned as Phan pushed the cotton out of the way. "Feel like you're about ready, too," Phan added, pumping Noah twice.

"Yeah. Jesus." Noah looked down at Phan's hand on him and then back up at Phan. "Mouth?" he asked. "Would you?"

"Don't ever have to ask -- just give me a shove." Phan grinned and sank to his knees. "Can you see, sir?" he asked politely, burying his head in Noah's groin and tugging both pants and underwear down past Noah's hips.

"Oh, yeah." He could see just fine; could almost see Phan's mouth watering and Noah's prick leaking.

"Good," Phan breathed, licking his way up Noah's cock and suckling at the head.

"I like asking," Noah told Phan after a long groan. "Let Sir shove you around, that's his job. Jesus, your mouth is hot." He spread his feet wider and rested a hand near Phan's ear.

Phan moaned, loud enough that Tobias could hear the sound, muffled by Noah's cock. He pulled back a bit and opened his mouth wider, taking Noah in deep. The sounds of Phan's sucking grew wet and lush, and Tobias found himself moaning in sympathy. When Phan's hand went to roll Noah's balls, Tobias shifted on the couch, his gaze going to Noah's face.

"Jesus, yes." Noah's brow furrowed and his eyes closed. His knees bent slightly, and he pushed into Phan's throat, tucking his fingers behind Phan's head to steady himself. "Ah, sorry," he panted, forcing his hips to go still. "Feels so good, Phan."

"Do what you want, he can take it," Tobias said.

Phan moaned and nodded, his head twisting and turning around Noah's cock.

Reserved wasn't a word Tobias would ever use to describe Noah. Once given permission, Noah did exactly as he pleased. His hips started to move again and he pushed his cock deep. "Oh, God," he groaned and tried it again. "Fuck. Phan!" he growled, and Tobias could see he was close. He watched Noah's ass clench and his fingers curl into fists.

Phan shuddered and went a little higher, changing the angle, and Tobias found himself leaning forward, anticipating. With a long, deep moan Phan took Noah deep into his throat, and Tobias watched him swallowing around Noah's prick. Deep-throating at its finest, really.

"Oh, God." Noah curled forward, rounding his back over Phan and bracing himself with both hands on Phan's shoulders. He came in obvious waves, his hips rolling with each one, thrusting himself deeper and forcing Phan to take every last drop of him. "Phan." His voice was hoarse by the time he was through, and he pulled away gently, staggering back a few steps to sit heavily in one of Tobias' chairs. He was flushed and still breathless. "Oh, fuck."

Phan panted, rocking back on his heels. He was flushed and his mouth was swollen, his eyes heavy lidded.

Tobias grinned. "Come here, boy," he purred.

Phan whimpered and crawled to him, unresisting as Tobias pulled him up onto the couch. Tobias got him lying back, mostly in his lap, and with a low laugh he said, "This is it for the night, boy." And he shoved his hand down Phan's pants and tugged his cock once.

"Sir!" Phan gasped, heat pouring over Tobias' hand almost immediately.

Noah laughed softly. "I'm so going to like having him around, sir," he said from where he was sprawled half-undressed in the chair.

Tobias grinned and pulled his sticky hand out of Phan's pants. "I'm glad, pet. Now, I think Phan needs a shower, you need to change, I need to plan something for this evening, and someone needs to start thinking about supper." He raised an eyebrow and pointedly ignored Phan's breathless moan. He was still coming down.

"Oh, shit, I have to get out of here." Noah got to his feet and tugged his pants up enough that he could walk. He shuffled over to where they were sitting on the couch, kissed Tobias first and then Phan. "Thank you, sir," he said to Tobias. "And you, too. Oh, my God," he told Phan before hurrying down the hall to change.

"I think you blew his mind, boy," Tobias said with a smile.

Phan giggled. "Can I do it again?"

"Sure. Just don't ever make him late for anything. He gets cranky. Now, shower and then supper. I need to think." He gave Phan a gentle shove and collected a soft kiss on the cheek as Phan scurried off. Smiling, he did up his own pants and made himself comfortable for an hour's worth of planning.