For the first time on a Monday, Johnny rushed home, feeling the need to be there instead of out and about, flitting through work or seduction. His normal ritual included dinner out, sometimes with Irene and business discussions, sometimes with his conquest-of-the-moment dangling from his arm, and, more rarely, sometimes he hit the clubs, polishing his playboy image and keeping an eye on 'things'.

However, with the lure of Ten waiting for him, possibly in his bed, he arrived a scant ten minutes after leaving his office, a speed not acquired in the lightest of traffic, let alone during the peak of the rush-hour. He owed the driver a hefty tip, but it had been fun.

He let himself into his apartment and paused, disappointed when there was no evidence of Ten's presence to greet him. When he learned where his guest was, however, any disappointment quickly faded into anticipation. He stationed himself outside of his own bathroom, listening to the sounds of the water running. He was still standing there when the water stopped. He waited a few more minutes and was about to knock on the door when it opened, revealing Ten, wrapped in Johnny's bathrobe, still dripping water.

Johnny grinned. "Hello," he greeted Ten, keeping his voice steady. No use in alerting Ten to his lecherous thoughts, at least until he was ready to act upon them. Johnny, being a great strategist, had already devised an outline for the evening, and he would let nothing, not even his own desires, come between him and his plans. Unless Ten was willing to jump straight to the last item on the docket.

"Hi," Ten returned after a brief hesitation. He stepped into the hallway and moved so that the entryway to the bathroom was free. "I didn't make you wait long, did I?"

"Actually, you're making me wait a lot less than I had planned," Johnny informed him stalking forwards. The might be last on his list, but that didn't mean that he couldn't take a sample. After all, Ten was a step ahead of him, having already taken a shower. It wasn't the long, luxurious bath that Johnny had been planning, but he could work around it.

"Real-" Ten's words were cut off by the pressure of Johnny's mouth against his. He closed his eyes, leaning into the kiss, hands reaching up of their own volition to grip the lapels of Johnny's coat.

Johnny broke off and grinned at him. "I have plans for you," he said huskily, unable to help the wolfish look that passed over his face. Ten stared at him for a moment, panting slightly and looking flushed, though from the shower or the kiss, Johnny wasn't sure. What he was sure of, however, was that it would be the latter that kept him flushed... all night, if he had his choice.

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With a content smile, Ten leaned back on the bed. His face was sweat-dampened and his heart was beating fiercely in his chest. He vaguely heard Johnny murmur something, but the words and meaning were lost in his pleasure-fogged brain. "Hm?" he managed, barely forcing the noise out of his throat. Every muscle in his body was lax and he felt boneless.

"I said 'you're a lazy man' " Johnny answered, his voice sounding closer than it had before. Ten lifted one eyelid enough to see the other man's face. "One foot rub and you're ready to pass out. How are you ever going to manage a whole evening of me lavishing tender, loving care upon your body?"

"A whole evening?" Ten squeaked in surprise. His other eye blinked open and he stared up at Johnny. "There was more than just the bath and the foot rub?"

Johnny smiled and leaned over the younger man, using his arms to brace himself above Ten's body. "Yes, there's more. After the bath and the foot rub, I thought I'd give you a back massage, and then there was dinner in front of the fireplace, and some dancing by candlelight and-"

"Why?" inquired Ten, sounding as confused as he looked.

"Why what?" Johnny inquired back, perplexed by the general suspiciousness with which Ten was treating his plans. Ten was definitely cute when confused, but 'cute' and 'confused' were not what Johnny had been aiming for.

"Why are you going through all of this? If you want me, I'm here. You don't have to work so hard to get me into your bed, you know. I've already gone with you twice willingly. Unless I'm too easy, and you want a challenge," his voice was soft, bordering on hurt and uncertainty.

Johnny groaned and collapsed, falling on top of Ten without grace or gentleness. "You are such a pain. I don't want you as a challenge, and it's not work. Trust me, I used to 'work' every weekend and sometimes during the week. You- you are pure pleasure." He nuzzled his face into th