*Dave's POV*

So maybe he was weird, but that had to be one of the most highly erotic things that he'd ever done Dave thought as he walked out of the bathroom pressed up against Hunter's back with his arms around his waist. In fact, he could only think of one moment that might top it right now...but that was for later thoughts. He knew the reason that this had meant so much to him was probably because of the fact that Hunter had given up part of himself, small as it may be, in order to make him happy. Hunter had postured about it of course... groaned, whined, and made it seem he had only given into it in order to get his surprise, but Dave knew that wasn't really the reason. That was why Dave had enjoyed it so much. He knew it was only for his benefit.

Leaning in close to his lover, Dave brushed his cheek against Hunter's now clean-shaven one. He indulged playfully in nuzzling the smooth skin before licking his way up the side of Hunter's neck. His hips bucked slightly as the length of his erection pressed against Hunter's spine.

"Damn, Dave. I think you're harder now than you were when we went in there. Did you enjoy it that much?" Dave couldn't help but grin at the quietly pouting note to his lover's voice.

"Yeah. Yeah, I did Hunter. If you're good, you might find out just how much I did." He delighted in the quiet squeak that slipped from Hunter's lips as he nipped at the cords of his neck. "Get your sexy ass over there on the bed and let me grab a couple of things and then I'll show you." Punctuating his words with a sharp slap to the ass, he pushed Hunter gently in the direction of the bed.

"Oh baby! Do it again!"

Dave couldn't tamp down the need to laugh over Hunter's words. "Now, now Hunter...I can spank you if you want, but I think that'd just take away from what you really want me to do. Get the stuff out of the bag on the nightstand and set it up. I'll be right back."

Walking back into the bathroom, Dave quickly spied the item he was looking for. Picking it up in his hand he tested the weight and balance of it, almost mesmerized by the stainless steel blade. Scenes from just moments ago flashed through his mind at lightning speed.

Pressing the length of his body against the back of Hunter's, enjoying the contact of his warm smooth skin. Picking up the badger-hair brush. Using the bay rum scented foam to cover the column of Hunter's throat, his chin, his jawbone, and his upper lip. Holding the ebony handle of the straight razor in his hand as Hunter traced a finger along the etched snake design. Locking his gaze with Hunter's in the mirror as he brought the stainless steel blade to the base of his throat and seeing the implicit trust in the depths of those hazel eyes. The quiet rasp sounding loudly in the room as the blade brushed along his lover's skin removing the hair and leaving behind smooth bare skin.

Shaking himself free of the memories, Dave smiled as he turned and headed back into the bedroom. Stopping at the table he snagged two additional items from the top before heading back to the bed where his lover lay sprawled atop the covers with a welcoming smile. They were about to play a game and Dave knew this one was all about control, both his and Hunter's.

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