All the while he had kissedLassen almost senseless, shamelessly tasting the lingering flavor ofhis own essence on Lassens tongue.Rousedby the memory of that scarlet interlude, Lassen had reached down totake his stirring shaft in hand. He now shuddered as he rapidlypulled on the firm column. Before too long, he spent himself with amoan, his seed mingling with the fragrant bath water. Trembling, hewaited for the aftershocks of his climax to subside. At last, helazily opened his eyes. And met Rohyrs piercing gaze.TheArdan stood at the foot of the tub, leaning against the wall, hisarms folded across his chest. He was clad in a silken shirt leftunbuttoned to reveal a trim yet muscular torso and drawstringtrousers that rode low on his lean hips. His hair was damp from hisown bath. A small smile lifted the corners of his lips while his eyesroamed over what he could see of Lassens body through thedispersing suds.Lassensucked in his breath. Color flooded his face and he lowered his gaze,unable to speak or maintain eye contact after having his wantonnessrevealed. Rohyr came around the tub and, cupping his chin, compelledhim to lift his face. He kissed Lassen hard and long, drawing histongue into a sensual duel.Cometo me when youre done, Rohyr murmured, rubbing his thumb overLassens lower lip. With that, he turned and left the room.Lassenhastily finished bathing. Padding out afterward to his chamber, hestopped short when he saw the nightshirt Josel had laid out on thebed. As with his regular nightshirts, it was close-necked,long-sleeved and calf-length. There, the similarities ended. Fastenedat the collar by a single button, the garment opened up front nearlyto the navel. The ensuing gap ensured that a sliver of skin showedthrough. Not that so minute a glimpse mattered much when the fabricitself was so thin and fine that it revealed rather than hid the bodyit covered.Lassenstared in dismay at his reflection in the mirror. He could make outthe color of his skin and the details of his body through the filmymaterial, particularly the telltale shadowy mound at his groin. Andin the absence of drawers, it was apparent that said body part wasmeant to be seen.Hedonned a dressing robe over the thin garment lest he encounteredanyone in the hallway. Taking a deep breath, Lassen walked the shortdistance to Rohyrs apartment.Themoment had finally come. He would awaken in the morning shorn of hisbodily innocence.Lassenpaled when Rohyr opened the door to admit him then visibly shiveredas the Ardan closed it behind them. Rohyr lifted one eyebrow atLassens reactions.Thisis no merlions den for you to tremble so, he commented. Unlessyou deem me a frightful creature.Nay!Lassen protested. I could never deem you anything less thansplendid, Rohyr-dyhar.Takinghis courage in hand, he lifted his face and pressed a trusting kissto Rohyrs jaw. Rohyr went still at the caress. An instant later,he caught Lassen to himself and drew him into a searing kiss, hishands making short work of Lassens robe. With little more thantheir scanty garments between them, the warmth of their bodies asthey touched seemed as scorching as a firebrand to the youth.Lassenmoaned when Rohyr slid his hands over his