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Damian's lips.
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As their tongues met, all thought fled from Damian's mind
and he forgot to doubt.
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Chapter Thirteen
"Come on, Nick. We're late already," Damian said, looking
at his watch with impatience.
Nick looked regretfully at the pillow he'd carried around
with him all day on Sunday. "If I weren't afraid that Ashley
would demand to see my arse, I'd take that lovely soft pillow
with me."
Damian chuckled. "You're right about Ashley. He'd adore
any hints at all, but I'm quite sure you'll be fine without the
pillow. Just choose a padded chair, and don't flop down."
"Easy for you to say," Nick grumbled, wincing as he slid
into the seat in Damian's car. "I don't think I can be in any
shots today." He had stiffened up and it wasn't so much
surface pain as deep muscle soreness that plagued him now.
"No need," Damian said lightly. "I'm not shooting today.
We need to present all the shots to Ashley and his business
partner this evening. So you get to keep your clothes on."
Nick breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't comfortable with
making this public while he was still grappling with the
implications for himself. At times he felt completely at ease
with what was happening, while at others he would study
Damian's face as if the man was a complete stranger to him
rather than someone with whom he'd shared his body in ways
more intimate than merely sexual.
If he thought it would be a relaxing day without Ashley
around, Nick soon found out differently. Damian directed him
to set up tables along the length of the studio. Nick pulled out
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the tables and together they wrestled them into place,
creating a long surface where Damian could set up printouts
of the various shots.
It was even more incongruous that the collection of toys,
benches, restraints, and whips were strewn on other tables
opposite, making a narrow walkway down one side of the
studio, where one could turn to look at either the photos or
the implements.
Before Ashley was due to turn up, Damian found Nick and
held him for a moment. "How's your butt?" he asked, rubbing
that part of Nick's anatomy soothingly.
"A little achy," Nick admitted, resting his forehead on
Damian's shoulder.
"Yeah, you've been moving around a lot. I'm sorry about
that," Damian said, "Why don't you sit down and take some
aspirin?"
"Sit down?" Nick teased.
Damian laughed. "Right. Well, suit yourself, but I warn
you, if you eat dinner standing up tonight I'm sure you'll hear
about it from Ashley."
"I'll take some aspirin right now," Nick said firmly. He
shuddered at the thought of Ashley snickering at him all
evening and headed for the bathroom.
Damian opened the door to a knock and found Ashley
standing there with his business partner, a tall, dark man with
a large, muscular build. "Crispin," Damian acknowledged the
taller man, shaking his hand.
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"Damian! Good to see you again," Crispin said jovially.
"Ashley's got me all worked up, anxious to see what you've
got."
He shook Damian's hand while Derek sidled around Ashley
to find Nick. "Hey, dude. How are you? Isn't he crazy wicked?
He makes Ashley and Damian seem like pussy cats."
Nick nodded, aware of the power emanating from the
cheerful-looking man. His face was pleasant and his nose
incongruously pert, giving him a friendly expression that
belied his menace. "How do you know? What did he do?"
Derek shivered. "What wouldn't he do? But you just wait
'til his ... his boyfriend gets here. He's meeting us here later."
"What's he like?" Nick asked, wondering if all the people he
now knew were gay.
"You'll see," Derek said, nodding smugly, feeling that at
last he had one on the other boy.
Crispin accompanied Ashley and Damian into the studio.
He inspected the photographs laid out on the tables in
silence, finally turning to shake Damian's hand.
"You are a true artist," he said solemnly. He turned to
Ashley and shook his hand as well. "And you were right; this
is amazing stuff. This will set us apart from every other
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