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Miles lays back on the bed and looks out the window at the layers of trees surrounding the house; their little hideaway. Ginger was due to arrive at the cottage by 5pm but it was almost getting to half past. He pushes himself up off the bed and over to the window, leaning against the ridge and looking out to the car making its way up the pathway. Miles smiles and moves over to the mirror and opens up his jacket and checks out the corset and underwear, it was their anniversary after all. He heard the car pull up and then a few moments later the door opens, Miles closes up his jacket again and walks down the stairs with a smile. “My love.” Ginger smiles when he sees the man, opening up his arms. “You were longer than I thought, dear.” Miles points out but feels Ginger move his hands around the man’s waist. “A jacket indoors? Are you cold?” He chuckles, kissing up the man’s neck and squeezing his bum making Miles jump. “It might be your present.” He teases, walking backwards and back up the stairs watching Ginger follow, no, basically chasing him up the stairs and into the bedroom. “On that bed now my love let me unwrap my present.” Ginger purrs, leaning Miles back on the bed and helping him lay down.
“Wait, stay there.” Miles smiles, he leans in as Ginger shuffles back a little bit and finds his jacket pulling something out of his pocket. “What have you planned?” The man looks up, hiding the box behind his back. “Sit back, you cheeky thing.” He winks and crawls forward on the bed. “Miles, my lovely, sexy, clever love. I have loved you from the second our eyes met in that club. I know that we have to sneak around and hide. I wish with everything I have that we could be together in the open but whilst we wait. Miles.” He swallows and pulls the box from behind his back and opens it up. “Will you accept this ring? And be with me for the rest of our lives.” Miles bites his lip and looks a little overwhelmed. “You got this for me?” He leans forward and takes the box softly. “It is, it’s yours if you’d like it.” Ginger watches as Miles puts the ring on his finger. “I love it, my fiance.” Miles giggles, pouncing on the man so that he was on top. “I’m very glad we kept this beautiful corset on, my love.” Miles shuffles forward and onto Ginger’s stomach. “Thank you, the shop worker said that my wife was very lucky.” He giggles and rubs his ass against Ginger’s crotch. “My wife is very lucky.” The man teases, guiding Miles onto him before massaging his back. “Your fiance.” Miles smiles and bites his lips, moaning slightly.
Miles looks at the ring on his, lifting his hand so that the sunlight makes the diamond shine. “I’ll have to take this off won’t I? When we leave the cottage?” He sighs, looking over to Ginger who was coming out of the shower. He looked down at Miles, a stream of sunlight shone across his body and made him even more beautiful than before. “What if we never leave the cottage?” Ginger walks towards the bed and knees by Miles’ head. The man turns to look at his fiance. “I wish we could but that’s just another dream.” He bites his lips, taking the ring off and putting it back in the box. “I suppose it could live in the cottage, I could wear it when we come here?” Ginger smiles but is filled with sadness, he takes Miles’ hand in his and brings the pale fingers to his lips. “That’s a wonderful idea.” He closes up the ring box and kisses it before placing it in the box beside their bed. “It’ll be dark soon, we should get going.” Miles sits up and embraces Ginger, moving his lips up to meet the man and kisses him softly. “One day our relationship will be allowed?” He asks, voice sad, feeling Ginger’s lips move to his ear. “And what a wonderful day that’ll be.”