Jon checked in at the front desk of the sauna. He signed in and was allocated a spar robe and locker to store his clothes and room key. He stripped and put the robe on, grabbed a bottle of water and made his way to the sauna booth beside the large hot tub.

He was thankful for the privacy of the booth since he knew he'd be marked and raw from the scene with David earlier. He slipped the robe off and hung it on a hook and set the controls for heat settings and times.

The temperature in the booth started to increase immediately and a burst of heated steam started filling the space. Jon grabbed his water and spread a spa towel down on the cushioned surface and laid down on his stomach. His gaze strayed to the bubbling water of the hot tub, mesmerizing him into a light sleep.

David slipped into the sauna area and saw the tray of strawberries and grapes on one of the tables. The temperature had been warmed up and the large hot tub jets were running. He locked the door behind him and tossed his towel onto one of the benches.

He could see Jon resting in one of the booths and his mouth hanging open. Jon always could power nap anywhere and everywhere. David chuckled to himself and breathed in deep. The cool tiling made him shiver and he slid the booth door open then shut it softly, reaching over and changing the color of the lights to a soft blue.

"Jon?"

"Hmmph." David smiled and walked over to Jon, hovering above him and opening one of the bottles he held of chilled sparkling water. Ever so gently, David inclined the bottle and allowed the water to drizzle down Jon's back.

"What the fuck!!!" Jon woke with a gasp and arched away from the chill down his spine. He heard a devious chuckle from behind him.

"Wake up, Sunshine," David cooed, holding the cold bottle against the wounds on Jon's ass.

"Jesus Christ, Lema, get that off me!" Jon tried to squirm away from the chill.

"Now that's not asking nicely, is it?" David leaned down and ran his warm tongue where goosebumps were raised. "Better?"

"Yes, thank you," Jon mentally shook himself awake and answered appropriately. He inhaled sharply when he felt David drizzle more of the water over his back then his warm tongue following the trails, lapping the water from hollows on Jon's back and following with soft, small kisses.

David moaned in delight and said, "See what happens when you talk nicely." He straightened up and gazed down at Jon. "Sit."

Jon rearranged himself gingerly on the bench to a sitting position and waited. David's fingers splayed on Jon's chest and leaned him back, his arms resting on the bed behind. "Comfy?" David asked.

Jon nodded, "Yes Sir." He was slightly confused as to what was happening but he wasn't going to complain just yet.

"Good because...I was in the wrong to dismiss you the way I did," David said, sinking to the floor on his knees in front of Jon and looked up into his eyes. "I'm here to...renegotiate our terms." He slid his hands up Jon's legs and thighs, resting his palms and his eyes sparkling in the blue light.

"Oh!" Jon breathed, barely able to believe what was happening. He swallowed heavily and chewed on his lip slightly, the stirrings of lust and desire already heavy in his veins.

David bowed his head and his curls fell like curtains around his face. "I ask you as your Dominant, do you wish to continue our arrangement?"

"Oh yes...Sir," Jon breathed. His heart was thudding within the confines of his chest wall, his cock was thickening and twitching.

David's hand wrapped around Jon's cock, stroking it slowly. "Tell me what you need and want from me," he said, less in a dominating tone and more of a submissive wishing to please voice. He licked from base to top and just under the head.

Jon shook his head slightly, his thoughts scattered at the change in the man before him and the way he was stroking him. "I- I want you. To love me... make love to me."

David's tongue swirled around the head and licked at the small slit. "Why do you wanna love someone as broken as me? You know everything I've been through..."

"Permission to speak freely?"

"Granted."

"You're not the only one broken. We've known each other for what seems like forever. You've been there for me from the word go and for that, I will forever be grateful for." Jon reached out and cupped David's face, "And now...when I needed you after Richie left, you were there again. I've been a fool for way too long and now it's time for me to be there for you."

David gave a small smile. "Those five words you swear to me?" He asked with a wink, slipping his lips over Jon's shaft and showing just how deep he could take him.

"Ooh!" Jon gasped as his cock hit the back of David's throat. His head dropped to one side as he watched the blond curls bounce as he took him in again slowly.

David pulled off with a small gag and a long strand of saliva connecting him to Jon. He licked and slurped it then groaned, "Tell me your terms and conditions. Tell me what you expect, and I'll tell you what I can give." His hand stroked and twisted Jon's cock, David's tongue and lips exploring under and taking each ball into his warm mouth.

"I- I don't need the hearts and flowers, sir," Jon panted, "Just a night every... oh god...every now and again of.. of.. Tenderness. I don't need you to declare your love, I just need to feel it or the semblance of it." His arms grew tired so Jon reached out to tangle his fingers in David's hair, the soft curls glowing in the light.

"Will that make you happy?" David asked before swallowing Jon once more, his head bobbing and his mouth sucking and slurping along the shaft. "Will it make you happy if I laid you in my bed on your side and pressed myself against your back?"

"Yesss," Jon whispered. He squeezed his eyes shut against the sudden overwhelming emotion that flooded through him.

David pulled off Jon's cock and sat back on his heels. "Hmm...Get into that position. I need to check something," he said with a smile. Jon blinked a couple of times but did as he was told, thinking it was a good thing the benches were quite wide.

"Now, curl up your knees and kinda stick out your ass," David said and Jon obliged. "Hmmm...something doesn't look right..." He examined Jon's form then nodded, climbing up behind him on the bench and sliding his arm under Jon's head.

David adjusted himself and pulled Jon into his body, the two men fitting together like two perfect puzzle pieces. He wrapped his other arm around Jon's waist, fingers grazing down his side. "Tell me what would make you happy now," David whispered in Jon's ear.

"I want to feel you take me slowly until you can't stand it anymore," Jon said, "Or you could hold me...like this."

David lifted Jon's leg and draped it over his own, spitting on his fingers silently and reaching down to tease his lover's puckered entrance. "Right here?" David asked, slowly pressing a lone finger past the tight ring of muscles.

"Oh...yeah, right there..." Jon swallowed down a sob. The long months since Richie left and since he'd felt an embrace like this seemed like an eternity away. The small part within him that needed love to survive drank deeply from the feel of David's arms, warmth, and heartbeat around him.

"I don't think I've really taken the time to caress every crevice and curve in your body," David confessed. "Such a tragic mistake on my part." His fingers stretched out and prepared Jon. He pulled out and spit on his hand once more, this time slathering it over his cock.

David kissed Jon's back and neck, his blunt head slowly piercing Jon. Rather than the brutal fucking David typically gave him, he pushed until he was buried to the hilt and allowed Jon to feel every ridge and vein.

"Please...more?" Jon whimpered and reached behind him to grasp at David's hips.

"As you wish...lover," David whispered the last word into Jon's ear, his free hand reaching to massage Jon's stomach. He slowly rotated his hips up and around, his cock brushing each internal wall.

"Ahh," Jon's fingers curled into David's, interlocking their fingers as his prostate was hit. "Oh god..." The arm under his head bent, holding him against David's chest. His eyes were fixated on the pool just outside the booth.

He admired how the subtle lights underwater transitioned from blue to purple and back again. "You know I'd do...anything...to make you happy, Johnny," David moaned.

"Just be...you," Jon replied softly, "Just you..."

David turned Jon's face to look into his eyes. "Then get on top and show me yourself. That would make me...very very happy," he groaned.

"Yes, Sir," Jon nodded, disengaging himself and stood as David shifted on the bench. He sat on his heels between David's legs and just stared at the blonde, drinking in the sight before him, conscious of the blue eyes watching him.

He smiled softly and placed a kiss over his heart before shifting over David's body and impaling himself slowly. Jon felt David bend his knees slightly and lift his hips up to meet him. His eyes closed, savoring each sensation, his head dropped to the side as he sighed softly.

"You're so beautiful, Johnny," David whispered, reaching out to holding Jon's waist with one hand and grasping his cock in the other. He smiled as he stroked it and Jon's breath faltered.

Jon slowly moved up and forward, down and back, his hand laying on David's chest for support. With each backward thrust, David would push up to bury deep into Jon.

"Oh...ju- just there," Jon moaned on one particular thrust, curling his fingers into the flesh beneath him leaving crescent-shaped indents.

"Is this what you want? To feel my cock slowly push in and out? Look into my eyes, Johnny," David groaned. "Feel every vein and pulse. Feel what you do to me." He flexed that muscle and made his cock twitch inside Jon.

Jon opened his eyes with a small "Oh!". David's eyes had taken on a different quality to what he normally would have seen in their play sessions; this was kinder, softer even. Instead of constricted and dark blue with dominance, the pupils were dilated slightly and the blue was bright and sparkling. "Yes, Sir."

David stroked Jon's cock a little faster, the head-turning purple. "What do you feel, Johnny?" His raspy voice was now breathy and panting.

"Perfect Imperfection, Sir. The good...ahh...the dark...the...the..."

"The what?"

"The...you...finally," Jon moaned, tears falling from the corner of his eyes. "Oh god...finally..."

David smiled up at him and reached to wipe away the tears with his thumb. "Fuck, Johnny...so close." His hips bucked up as his balls tightened, his cock throbbing inside Jon. David felt the pleasure grip his entire body and soul. His face contorted in ecstasy and he held Jon tight.

Jon swelled in his hand and the man's body convulsed as he was pushed over the edge. "Oh...David...I...fuck I'm coming, D..." His cum spurted over David's chest and stomach as the other bucked hard and filled up his insides, hot and creamy.

For several minutes, both men could only stare at each other panting and sweating, their breath mingling in the moist humid air. David fingered a few stray locks from Jon's forehead and caressed his cheek. "Is this what you had in mind, Johnny?" David asked softly.

Jon's eyes took on a dreamy sheen and small half smile lit his mouth as he leaned down to kiss David softly, murmuring "Thank you," against his lips.

David pulled from the confines of Jon's body and shifted them onto their sides, legs still tangled and arms wrapped around the other. Quiet, passionate kisses were shared and Jon buried his head into David's chest. "We can set aside once every other week for this. Does that work? Your aftercare will not change. I'll still hold you until you fall asleep," David said, internally cursing himself for his doubting argument earlier.

"That works for me," Jon replied in a muffled voice.

"We've been in here over an hour and should get you out of the heat," David suggested.

Jon looked up at him with a lopsided grin. "Yeah...we should." Yet he made no move to disentangle himself from David.

"Let's at least get you to one of the beds by the pool." Jon nodded and slowly stood up with David's help.

"What if someone comes in?" Jon asked, his hands wrapping around David's neck.

David grinned wickedly. "I rented it out for the night. It's all ours."

Jon's eyes went wide and he kissed David, turning to leave the booth. David watched him slide the door open and jump happily into the heated pool. He leaned against the doorway and smiled, inclining his head as Jon gave him a come-hither glance.

Fuck you, Rashbaum. You should feel like an asshole.

"Why?" David replied to the voice in his head, not realizing he spoke out loud.

"I want you to join me," Jon said with a shrug.

This is all he wanted. David grinned at the inner voice and stepped into the pool, tying his hair back and wading towards his...lover.