He was awakened a three hours later by nature's call. Returning from the bathroom, he found Dorian awake and sitting up in bed.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I woke up and you weren't here," came the soft reply.

"I had to pee," he said, getting back into bed.

"So I gathered when I heard the toilet flush. Still, there was a moment there when I was afraid you'd..."

"Left?" Klaus finished, coaxing Dorian into his arms.

"Yes."

He took the angled chin into his hand and forced the man to look at him. "I told you I'd be here in the morning. Did you think I was lying?"

The Earl shook his head. "No."

"Gut."

The blond curls were tucked against his shoulder and he closed his eyes, oddly content. Dorian's weight was a welcome warmth, solid and alive, and he found himself snuggling closer. The Earl shifted and he felt one hand come to rest on his lower abdomen.

"Klaus?"

"Ja?"

"Did you mean it when you said I didn't force you earlier?"

The question was spoken with trepidation.

"You did not force me," he confirmed.

"Did I please you?"

Now he begins the foppish bullshit. "Do you doubt that you did?"

"I... I don't know."

"You pleased me, Dorian. Now stop being silly and go to sleep."

The Earl was quiet for all of ten seconds, his finger tracing circles on Klaus' skin.

"Klaus?"

"What is it now?"

"Would you do it again?"

He furrowed his brow in confusion. "Do what?"

"You know..." The Earl made his point by pressing his crotch against Klaus' thigh, a crotch with a newly hardened erection. "Do it."

"Now??"

He felt Dorian shrug and wiggle seductively against him. "Well... Oh damn."

"What?"

"We can't. Well, at least not all the way. No condoms," the thief bemoaned.

Without really knowing why, he corrected, "I have condoms."

"You do? Where?"

"In my suitcase."

The Earl lifted his head just in time for Klaus to see the flash of jealous rage in the blue eyes.

"What are you doing with condoms in your suitcase?!" Dorian squeaked.

"My butler packs them whenever he makes up my traveling bags," he defended. "He doesn't want any illegitimate von Eberbachs running around."

The grin Dorian gave him was positively lecherous. "Oh. Well then, remind me to thank your butler for his foresight. And you'll get no little Eberbachs from me running around, I assure you."

"You are an impossible pervert."

The Earl shrugged. "True. Does that mean you're not interested?"

"I didn't say that." Indeed he hadn't. His body was already reacting to the silken hardness against his thigh, tingling all over with remembered pleasure. It amazed him. He had never managed to have sex more than twice in a night, even when he was a much younger man, and now his body was going for three. He felt like a teenager again, and from the look on Dorian's face, the Earl was feeling the same way.

"Now, I'm not going to make the same mistake twice, Major. Yes or no?"

He swallowed, looking deeply into the blue eyes. "Yes."

Even in the dark room he could read the expression of relief on Dorian's face. "Good. I'm so glad, Major."

Then he had the unique pleasure of being seduced by the Earl of Red Gloria. In their 25-year acquaintance, Dorian had made many passes and overtures, and he had never realized that all of them were half-hearted. Now he knew what it was like to be seduced by Dorian Red Gloria, and he knew he never had a chance.

"Dorian!" he gasped, after a particularly incinerating kiss.

"Yes, darling?" the Earl drawled seductively.

He took the pause in the action to seize control, grabbing hold of the blond man and rolling him to his back. He heard Dorian give an amused chuckle.

"Always the control freak, my Major," he heard the Earl tease, then give a little grunt of pain. "Careful of my bruises, love, though I am sure I will be sporting a few more before this night is over."

Klaus growled in answer and kissed him, ignoring the triumphant look on the thief's face and his satisfied laugh. He could not, however, ignore the Earl's hands as they busily drove him to higher and higher levels of passion. Then one hand left his body and he felt Dorian doing something to himself. He opened his eyes and looked down to see the Earl fingering himself with the missing hand.

"Just getting myself ready for you, darling. It's not good to be taken unprepared. It can hurt terribly," Dorian explained to his unspoken question.

Klaus frowned. It sounded like Dorian knew firsthand what he was talking about. Once again in answer the question that must have been plain on his face, Dorian said softy, "I've never been raped, Klaus, at least not anything I would consider rape. I have been... coerced, and sometimes... rushed, but I've never been truly harmed by any if it."

The look on the Earl's face was rueful and he was wryly smiling. Klaus shook his head and took Dorian's free hand.

"I will never coerce or rush you... again." He added the last in deference to their very first encounter this evening.

The thief gave him a tender smile. "I know."

He watched, fascinated, as Dorian opened himself with his fingers and a liberal amount of massage oil. Through it all, the Earl did not neglect him, and used his other hand to tease breast and erection alternatively. Not that his body needed any convincing on the subject. His groin was throbbing and his balls were pulled tight to his crotch.

"Time for the condom, love," he heard the Earl say.

Obediently, he left the bed and fished the box of condoms out of his suitcase. Dorian watched as he ripped open the sealed top and pulled out a single plastic-wrapped package.

"Klaus love," the Earl said with a surprised laugh. "Darling, that manufacturer hasn't made that brand of condom in almost eight years!"

He stared at the blond. "So? Aren't they any good?"

Dorian giggled. "If they're still sealed in their wrappers they're fine."

He shrugged and climbed back into bed. Dorian welcomed him back with a deep kiss and a seductive wiggle.

"Then what is so funny, eh thief?"

"Your poor butler. Either he's convinced you're a monk or that a paternity suit is going to be leveled against you any day now," the Earl answered with a smile, taking the condom wrapper out of his had and peeling it open.

He shuddered, heat flooding in waves through his body as Dorian took his cock and slid the condom on.

"There, now you're safe," he heard the Earl murmur just before he was thoroughly kissed.

He felt Dorian slick massage oil over the condom, then pull away. He opened his eyes to see the blond turn over onto his hands and knees and present his loosened opening. It was an incredible, almost irresistible sight, and it sent jolts of lust right into his loins. Mouth dry, part of his mind screaming that this was perverted and wrong and against God and country, he rose up on his knees behind the Earl and took his hips. His cock silenced his screaming mind by reminding that part of him that no bitch he had ever taken to bed had ever meant a fraction of what the Earl meant to him, and that no woman had ever given him such love and pleasure, and would it please shut up because he was rather busy right now with more important things.

He heard the Earl sigh and felt him shift, arching his back up and spreading his legs a little further in invitation. Swallowing, he positioned the tip of his erection against the tiny opening and pushed forward. He heard Dorian groan right before he pushed back, his body yielding to let the first few centimeters of Klaus' cock in. He froze, shaking with restraint as he let Dorian inexorably draw him inside.

"Oh... Klaus," he heard Dorian breathe on a sharp exhale as their bodies fitted together as far as they would go.

He was trembling, teeth clenched, fingers reflexively digging into the soft flesh of the Earl's hips, but he waited until the Earl signaled that he was ready. He pulled back and thrust in again. Dorian jerked and moaned, giving with his knees, rocking forward, then back onto Klaus' cock. He thrust again, carefully, keeping himself in check, in control, riding his lover with smooth, even strokes, while Dorian writhed and sobbed with each thrust.

Finally, Dorian cried out in what sounded like frustration and pushed forcibly back.

"Klaus! Klaus, you're not going to hurt me!" the man begged.

"But..."

"Klaus, fuck me. I want it. Give it to me!"

He paused in his rhythm, uncertain. He'd never let go completely before. He was always in control, always careful. Women could be hurt by his strength... It seemed that Dorian could read his thoughts because the Earl reached back, clawing at him and forced him deeper.

"I am not a woman!"

The desperate reminder broke him and he gave a hard thrust in.

"Yes!" Dorian gasped.

He gave in again, loosening his holds at the Earl's encouragement.

"Yes, that's it, Klaus. Give it to me! Make me feel it! Fuck me!"

The litany of words spurred him on and he growled, gripping the pale hips tightly and bucking. Dorian bucked back, lifting up in surrender, keening with pleasure. The last threads of his control snapped and he lunged forward, draping himself over the thief's back, grinding into the tight hole, snarling. Dorian snarled in answer and twisted, arching up to drive him deeper and further into insanity.

All gentleness left him as he plunged into his willing, eager lover with unrestrained abandon. Dorian howled, writhing and bucking as he was taken with Klaus' full strength, one hand reaching back to stroke himself. Klaus felt it and moved one hand to wrap around the Earl's, joining him in the effort of bringing him to climax. It was too much for the Earl, Klaus surmised with the one tiny section of his brain what was not pistioning in and out of Dorian's ass, because he felt the vice clamp down and the ripples of clenching muscles as the blond came with a cry. Growling he bit down on the crux of the Earl's neck and shoulder, and poured himself deep into the hot body with one final thrust.

Afterwards they lay a trembling mass of sweat and breathless gasps as the Earl's limbs gave out on him and he collapsed. Klaus collapsed on top of him, their bodies still joined, until he realized that he was crushing the smaller man. With a murmur of apology and a gentle pat on the round backside, he disengaged himself and rolled to the mattress. He looked over at the pale cheeks, still raised slightly, and saw the stretched opening. It was clenching and unclenching, as if it was looking for the member that had just been inside it and was moaning the loss. He looked away, lest he try to give in to the silent plea.

He maintained enough coherency and coordination to take off the condom and toss it in the bedside waste bin, before falling back beside the Earl and fumbling for the blankets. He pulled the covers over their naked bodies just as Dorian rolled and attached himself to his side like a leech. He gasped as arms and legs folded around him, the blond curls tucked under his chin.

"Dorian," he groused.

The thief mumbled something and shifted into a more comfortable position before settling down again.

"Love you, Major," came the sleepy voice.

Klaus sighed and closed his eyes, wrapping one arm around the slender body attached to his. He fell asleep moments later.