Seeing George run back to their room several times throughout the day was odd. He'd said to stay out of it, that he was cleaning and rearranging stuff and didn't need him getting in the way. David didn't mind staying out of the room until later, but it definitely bugged him that he was told to. Not that he didn't love being told what to do, he did, but it seemed like George was trying to keep a secret.

Maybe he's switching to normal smelling soaps or something?

Shaking his head, David finally stepped away from the stove and sighed. Removing his apron, he walked over and hung it up before turning to Xena, who was finishing up with the few remaining dishes.

"Oh, go on. I know you're dying to know what that baboon is hiding from you." She said with a glance over her shoulder and an added roll of her eyes.

David smirked and ran for the door, but paused and looked back as he opened it. "He's an ape. So he'd probably be more of a gorilla."

Xena narrowed her eyes and sprayed him with the small hose attached to the faucet. David yelped and hurried out of the double doors. He decided to just run all the way to their room, suddenly feeling overly-excited and hyper. When he got there and turned the handle, however, the door didn't budge.

"Huh?"

Glancing behind him, David didn't notice anyone laughing at some weird joke he was falling for... He returned his attention to the door and hesitantly lifted a hand, tapping his knuckles on the wood softly. When he didn't hear anything inside and George didn't open the door, he fidgeted and silently wished that he had accepted the key Xena had offered him. Sure he was living there with George, but he'd never locked the door before. And if anyone tried to break in, George would probably just laugh at them before causing bodily harm.

"Um... George?"

David had whispered the words at first, but then repeated them when there was still no response, raising his voice a little. He thought that he'd have to just give up and go back to the kitchen until George came and got him, but then the door creaked open a tiny smidge. Not wanting to let it slip shut and possibly get locked out again, he hurried to slip inside.

To his surprise, the entire room was dark besides the dim light coming from the bathroom. George was also nowhere to be seen, making David awkwardly walk toward the open bathroom door.

"George?" He questioned, his voice a bit hesitant and confused. When he stepped into the bathroom his mouth suddenly went dry. George was sitting on the closed toilet lid, his head in his hands as his elbows rested on his knees. All he was wearing was the pair of boxers with kittens fighting each other on them that he had gotten him a few days ago. If David hadn't noticed the slight grin touching the edge of his lips, he might have been worried.

"Come in and kneel down in front of me. Head down and eyes on the floor."

George's voice was surprisingly clear as he gave the order. The deep timbre made David shiver and obey immediately. His body reacted without even needing his mind to think through the movements.

"Good boy," George said once David had settled. The praise made his body hum with an eagerness to please that he'd been holding back since George had chased away Domino. When he felt a gentle but calloused hand press against his cheek, he hurried to nuzzle against it while keeping his eyes pinned to the floor.

When a blindfold suddenly took away his vision, his heartrate jumped. At the same time, a hopeful smile slid onto his lips. It took George a couple moments to continue, though David figured that he was focusing as much as he could on not freaking out from what he'd already done.

"Head up."

The order got an immediate response... from two different heads. David blushed, but didn't try to hide the fact that he likely had an obvious tent in his pants now. Familiar, inexperienced lips settled over his. It was clear that George was trying to be dominant in the kiss and even though he wasn't doing the best job, David still loved it and let him bite and stick his tongue into his mouth without any hesitation.

When the kiss ended David could hear George stand up. Judging from the closeness and feel of the man's boxers brushing against his cheeks, David knew that he was literally kneeling between his legs.

"Stand up."

David carefully leaned back, then got up. He wasn't sure how he judged the distance so perfectly, but on his way up he pressed a brief kiss to George's stiff length. He heard an abrupt hiss from the man and inwardly grinned because of it.

"Remove your clothing."

The order was one he'd dreamed of, literally... but that made him fidget as he reached for the hem of his shirt.

"Am I dreaming, by chance, Master George?" He asked, tone only slightly joking.

When his shirt was suddenly yanked off, David figured that that was answer enough. He hurried to undo his pants and then let them drop, his boxers following soon after. Once he was naked, he heard George kneel in front of him and then felt him removing his shoes, then tossing his clothing aside before standing back up.

"Turn around."

David did as told. After only a moment of waiting he felt something tight fasten around his wrists. From what he could hear and feel, he had to guess that it was a zip tie.

How cute.

Most people used regular cloth ties or rope, but his George had actually gotten a zip tie. He made sure that it was nice and tight, too, which made David tilt his head back and groan quietly. When was turned back around and felt a sudden hard bite to his left nipple, he flinched, surprised. He knew that George would withdraw immediately, having likely been spooked, so he quickly stuttered out an excuse.

"I'm very sensitive there. I-it felt good, Master. Just surprised me."

There was the quiet sound of a breath being exhaled before George's teeth returned to his likely reddened nipple and began to nip again. He was more careful, but as David began to moan from the sensation, George bit harder and harder. After a minute or so David found himself being pushed up against the wall, a strong hand squeezing him between his legs as George's mouth claimed his once more.

The kiss broke quickly with a grunt from George before David was suddenly lifted and tossed over the man's shoulder. Another moment later and he was dropped onto the bed. With his hands behind his back, he had to worm his way onto it more while at the same time, he realized from the dipping on either side of him, that George was following him onto it.

He felt his heart slamming against his ribs as he finally dropped his head to the blankets, giving up on finding the pillows. There was something he was far more eager to get that was currently rubbing up against his abdomen in short, hesitant thrusts. "Mm clean, Master." He groaned as he tilted his head back and arched his body up to press against George's as he felt it lower onto him.

George's weight was likely a little much for most people, but David loved the feeling of being pressed into the bed and the slight ache of pain that came with it. He could tell that George was beginning to struggle with his new dominant front, so he hurried to meet his thrusts with his own eager ones. Thankfully, that spurred George on... quite a bit.

David gasped as he felt himself being entered abruptly. He had to force himself to bite back a pained cry and instead gasped once more before it turned into a panting moan. One strong hand fisted in his hair, pulling hard enough to make him squirm as his roots began to burn from pain. His other hand was firmly grasping David's hip, no doubt bruising the skin there as his nails started to dig in.

With each thrust David felt the zip tie dig into his wrists, sending thrills of pleasure up his arms to meld with every other deliciously-painful feeling as they both quickly built themselves up, then loosed loud moans at the same time with their climaxes.

The sound of their heavy breathing took over as they both slowly began to relax. David had a huge grin on his face as he felt George carefully roll him onto his side and cut the zip tie with a pair of scissors. With his hands free, he sat up and hurried to remove the blindfold. Only, when the fabric fell away David noticed George ducking into the bathroom like his backside was on fire.

Frowning slightly, he got himself up, wincing at the strong ache he got from the action. Ignoring the pain, he half walked, half limped into the bathroom... only to see that George was still wearing his boxers.

Oh my god, I hadn't even noticed!

His face was bright red and his chest still rose and fell quicker than normal as he tried to regain himself while he fiddled with the shower until it finally turned on and was the temperature he wanted. Before he could lift a leg to step in, however, David hopped up onto his back and wrapped his arms around his neck, and legs around his waist.

"I love you, my Master. My George. My ape."

The deep chuckle he got after a moment of awkward silence told him that everything was still okay. And just in case, he kept his hold on George as the man easily stepped into the shower and pulled the curtain shut as he grumbled about clingy monkeys.