Chapter 12
Danby Delights – Part Two
Magnus leaned into Francois' kiss, feeling the heat rise between them as their tongues intertwined in a sensual dance. The feel of Klaus's lips, and the direction that took his thoughts was still fresh in his mind. Yet, here he was being swept away by Francois' passion, and that's all it took to carry him back into his fantasies.
Turning his back to the bed, Klaus went to the dressing table and brushed his hand over the package he secretly bought. Just a few minutes ago Magnus was in his arms. He thought they were sharing something intimate and special. From the way Magnus kissed him, he could almost believe that Magnus loved him, and knew what was in his heart. But, then again, almost doesn't count for shit. Pissed-off at Francois for intruding, Klaus jerked up his package and went to the sitting room.
Klaus sat on the sofa and untied the package. He took out two, knee-length silk robes. The black one, with a gold peacock embroidered on the back, was his. The white one, with blue and yellow birds embroidered down the front, was for Magnus. He laid them over the back of the sofa and picked up the bag that was left. There were two black velvet boxes in the bag. Klaus set one box on Magnus's robe. The other box, he held in his hand for a moment, and put it back in the small shopping bag. There was a knock on the door, so Klaus put the shopping bag into his travel bag and went to answer the door.
“Good evening Mr. Klaus,” Thomas said cheerfully, rolling the large, two-tiered cart into the room. Two porters followed behind him carrying a table they set near the doors to the hot pool. They left and three more porters came in, each placing a chair at the table. When they left, Thomas went to work setting the table with a linen cloth and napkins, silverware, stemmed glasses, china plates and a three-candle centerpiece.
Laughter came from the bedroom, and Klaus instantly wished he had closed the door.
Thomas grinned knowingly. He was used to the amorous trysts that went on at the hotel and made no judgments about whether the participants were male or female. He actually found it all very amusing and was grateful that cleaning the rooms was not part of his job.
“Shall I open the champagne for you?” Thomas asked.
“No,” Klaus shook his head. “We can do that later.”
“Where do you want me to put the rest of your order?”
“Just leave the cart,” Klaus told him. “We'll put it in the hall when we're done.”
“If there's nothing else, then...”
“One more thing,” Klaus said, as Thomas went for the door.
“Have you seen Joseph? How is he doing?”
Thomas turned, a big smile on his face. “Mr. Joseph is doing well. I served him some wine at one of the public pools not long ago. He was being, uh...” Thomas cleared his throat, “Entertained, by two of our very lovely ladies.”
Klaus chuckled and gave Thomas a tip - “Thank you. I think we'll be fine the rest of the night.”
“Thank you, sir. Good night.”
As soon as Thomas left, Klaus went for the bottle of rum, chugging it down like a man who really wanted to be damn good and drunk right now.
Klaus leaned on the doorframe, the bottle of rum in his hand. Both Francois and Magnus had their shirts off and their pants undone. They were beyond just kissing, and now into heavy petting.
“Dinner's here if you're hungry,” Klaus said.
No response.
“I SAID!” - Klaus yelled.
Magnus yelped and Francois jumped.
“I said, dinner's here if you're hungry,” Klaus repeated in a normal voice, then turned and went back to the sofa.
“Magnus, that means the champagne is here,” Francois said enticingly. “Come on, we have to try it.”
They both came into the sitting room without their shirts on. They did button up their pants, but that did nothing to hide their boners. Thomas had left the champagne on the table, so Francois did the honors and popped the cork. Champagne exploded out of the bottle spraying Magnus in the chest. They both laughed as Francois licked champagne off Magnus's skin and swirled his tongue around Magnus's nipples.
“Mm, this is better than drinking it out of a glass,” Francois hummed.
“I want to taste it. Pour me a glass,” Magnus said, and wiggled into Francois' tongue.
“Damn, this is really good,” Magnus giggled, he eyes lighting
up as the tiny effervescent bubbles tickled his nose. “Klaus, you need to try this,”
Magnus said, going over to the sofa, and offering his glass to Klaus. That's
when Magnus noticed the silk robes.
“I'm good,” Klaus said sullenly, holding up his rum bottle to push the champagne away. He wasn't the least bit interested in Francois' champagne.
“What have we here?” Magnus asked, running his free hand over the silk fabric. “Klaus, did you buy these?”
Klaus didn't answer, but Magnus knew this was just the sort of thing Klaus would buy. Magnus saw the small, black velvet box and set his glass on the side table. He picked up the box and opened it. Immediately, his hand covered his mouth and he sucked in a loud breath. Inside the box was a white, velvet choker, studded with a single line of glittering sapphires that went all the way around. Magnus was overwhelmed.
“It goes with the white robe,” Klaus finally spoke, his expression softening. “The black robe is mine. I thought they'd be nice to lounge in,” Klaus shrugged.
“Yes, they're very nice. But this...” Magnus held out the box. “This is fucking gorgeous,” he said as he came around to the front of the sofa. He took the rum bottle out of Klaus's hand and set it on the cart, then straddling Klaus's lap, he sat down facing him.
Klaus wrapped his arms around Magnus's waist. “I'm glad you like it. It pleases me to see you smile. The sapphires remind me of how deep blue your eyes are.”
“I love it,” Magnus whispered, his lips close to Klaus's lips. He kissed Klaus gently at first, then pressing harder, he slid his tongue inside Klaus's mouth mingling the taste of rum and champagne, as he tangled their tongues together.
Klaus held Magnus tight against his chest, savoring the taste of his mouth. In his heart, Klaus wished he had heard, 'I love you' instead. But, for now, he would take what he could get.
“Put the choker on me,” Magnus said when he pulled away. He took the choker out of the box and held it out.
“I will when you put the robe on,” Klaus teased.
“Then, you have to put your robe on too,” Magnus grinned, while unbuttoning Klaus's shirt.
“It's a deal,” Klaus winked.
Klaus tugged off his boots and started to strip down naked. Magnus was way ahead of him since he only needed to take off his pants. With his robe on and tied, Magnus stood in front of Klaus expectantly, while Klaus finished stripping and putting on his robe.
“Oh, don't you look handsome,” Magnus said, while he ran his hands down Klaus's chest. Magnus then picked up the choker and held it out. “Now. I want to wear it now,” Magnus leaned down, saying, “You took your boots off. Can you reach my neck?”
“Does my height bother you?” Klaus hesitated.
“Oh, Klaus, you know that’s never been an issue,” Magnus said, kissing Klaus on the forehead. “Now, put it on.”
Klaus placed the choker around Magnus's neck and hooked it. He held Magnus's face close, saying, “You are more beautiful than anyone, or anything, in this world.” Then Klaus gave Magnus a quick kiss before letting him go. He took a leather pouch off the cart and gave it to Magnus. It was his favorite brand of weed.
Laughing, Magnus quickly turned and ran to the bedroom where he grabbed his 'bag of secrets', then hurried out the door to the courtyard, calling behind him, “See you in the pool.” Outside, he set out scented candles around the edge of the pool and lit them. The soft glow and spicy fragrance was just the atmosphere he wanted. He set his pipe and the pouch down as well, but left the rest of the things in the bag. Next, he took off the silk robe and placed it on a bench by the pool. Finally, he sat on the edge and slipped down into the water. He packed his pipe with weed and lit it, inhaling deeply. Tonight was his to live out his fantasies, and he was going to love every fucking minute of it.
Klaus found his cigar and matches on the cart. At last, he was going to get to enjoy a damn cigar. With his cigar and rum in hand, he went out to the pool. Most of all, he was going to get to enjoy Magnus.
Seeing Magnus in the pool, Francois took off his pants and went out to join him, carrying two glasses and the bottle of champagne.
For a little while they just lounged in the pool, while Klaus explained how the hot springs were piped down the mountainside until the water reached the hotel grounds, where it was carried by tiled canals to the different pools. By the time the water flowed into the pools it was cool enough to sit in, like a hot bath. Magnus watched the water entering their pool as a small waterfall, then flow out the other end and disappear, so that it was always clean and kept the pool hot. But it didn't take long for Magnus to get restless. He was sitting between two hot lovers and had a lot more on his mind than just lounging.
Around the pool was a long, tiled bench that could be used for a step or seating. If sitting, then the water only came up to a person's knees. It was perfect for Magnus to play out the first part of his fantasy. Steam rising from the pool warmed the night air, and Magnus already felt his dick twitching with anticipation.
“I have a surprise for you both,” Magnus said, and sat up on the bench. “Come sit here with me.” He gave them each an enticing smile, patting the bench next to him. They both sat up, close enough to press against Magnus on each side. Francois began running his hand along Magnus's thigh, then lightly touching the tip of his dick. Klaus put his arm over Magnus's shoulder, kissing his neck and along his collar bone. Magnus shivered, tingling all over. This was already getting good.
“You have to close your eyes for this surprise, or I won't give it to you,” Magnus taunted.
Francois set his glass down, and Klaus put out his cigar. They both closed their eyes and waited to see what Magnus was up to.
When Magnus took the silk neck scarf from his bag and tied it around Klaus's eye, blindfolding him, Klaus just chuckled. Klaus had played this game with Magnus before.
Then Magnus went to blindfold Francois with a second scarf.
“I'd rather see you,” Francois said warily. “I think I'd like it better.”
“Oh, trust me,” Magnus teased. “You're going to like this a lot. No peeking.” He whispered and kissed Francois.
Magnus then leaned over and kissed Klaus on the cheek. He took out a jar of honey and a bottle of mineral oil from his bag. He ran his tongue over Klaus's lips, kissing him hard.
Klaus pushed his tongue into Magnus's mouth, while rolling first one, then the other of Magnus's nipples between his fingers. Magnus put the uncapped bottle of oil in Klaus's hand, while he licked Klaus's ear and down his neck. “I want you to fuck me, Klaus. Fill me up,” Magnus spoke into Klaus's ear. He then got on all fours and scooted his ass against Klaus, wiggling playfully.
“Whatever you want, Magnus, you've got it,” Klaus responded, his voice husky with lust. Klaus moved to his knees and grasped Magnus by the waist. He poured some oil on one hand, feeling around Magnus’s butt cheeks with the other hand, pinching, and playing with Magnus’s butt crack until he found the right spot. When he did, he inserted an oily finger into Magnus's hole. Magnus let out a whimpering noise as Klaus worked his finger inside. Then Klaus added another finger, stretching Magnus more. When Klaus added a third finger, -
Magnus cried out, “I'm ready, Klaus. Fuck me, please.” Klaus poured oil on his hard dick, then pushed against Magnus’s waiting hole until he was past the tight ring of muscle. Magnus moaned as Klaus thrust hard inside. Klaus reveled in the feel of Magnus's sweet ass. This was the lusty, playful Magnus that knew nothing about sex with a man until Klaus taught him. Klaus wanted this ass to be his forever.
“Mm, Klaus, you feel so good,” Magnus moaned. “The blindfold didn’t slow you down at all.”
With a breathy voice, Klaus said, “I know you, Magnus, better than you know yourself. I want you, all of you...always. He reached around to take hold of Magnus's dick, stroking while he pumped deep inside.
Francois couldn't see what was going on, but he certainly heard. He stroked his own cock with one hand, while grabbing Magnus by the hair with his other hand.
“I’m feeling left out here, Magnus. What’s this blindfold for?” Francois asked, brushing the fingers of his free hand along Magnus’s cheek, and down his jaw. “Do I have to do this myself?” He said, still stroking his own cock.
Leaning on one arm, Magnus pushed Francois' hand away and poured some of the honey down Francois' crotch till it ran onto his hard cock. “Don’t worry,” Magnus teased. “I have something special in mind for you.” He held onto Francois' thigh while he took his cock into his mouth, sucking and licking off the honey, and listening to Francois moan. Soon, Magnus was bobbing his head up and down on Francois' cock to the rhythm of Klaus's in and out thrusts.
Francois leaned back and let himself be carried away by the feel of Magnus's sensuous manipulations with his lips and tongue. Francois had no idea what flipped Magnus's horny switch into high gear, but he was loving every second of it. He moved his hips, thrusting his cock farther into Magnus's mouth as they picked up the pace. “Shit, Magnus, you're so good,” Francois groaned, as he came into Magnus's mouth.
Klaus gripped Magnus's hips, digging in his nails, as he pumped harder and faster, hitting Magnus's sweet spot deep inside. “Come with me, Magnus,” Klaus coaxed, hoarsely, stroking Magnus's dick faster. “Come with me, baby, now.”
That was all it took for Magnus. He came with such intensity his eyes watered, and his whole body trembled. He let out a loud cry, as his cum spurted out, all over Klaus's hand and in the water. Klaus huffed and groaned at the same time as he released into Magnus's ass.
Klaus took off his blindfold and helped Magnus sit up, then laid his head on Magnus's shoulder. Taking off his blindfold, Francois held Magnus's arm and kissed him, licking off small drops of cum mixed with honey from Magnus’s lips.
Magnus grinned, as he let Francois and Klaus pull him down into the pool so they could wash off. He watched the water trickle in on one end, only to trickle back out on the other end, carrying away any traces of what just happened. Magnus felt very pleased and content at the moment. But his fantasy wasn't over yet, not by any stretch of the imagination.
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