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The two men were lying next to each other, their sweaty bodies touched intimately - in the silence, they tried to rest after the fulfilling sexual activity they just had. They were boss and employee, but the power imbalance didn't get reflected too much when it came to their dynamics in the bed. They were lovers for long, long years - even the secretary, Ruskin learned to act more leisurely around his employer during it. Charles Augustus Milverton was one of the most powerful people in Great Britain and he was as cruel, too - he liked to refer to himself as the incarnation of pure evil. But he was gentle with Ruskin, the only person he considered to be his equal. Now his eyes were closed and he patiently waited for the strawberries that Ruskin placed into his mouth one by one from the bowl that he kept on his stomach.
When the strawberries stopped coming for a longer time, Milverton opened his eyes and peeked up to see what distracted his secretary. He saw that the other man was staring at a strawberry with a weird expression on his face.
"Ruskin?" He tilted his head curiously and tried to imagine what could grab his secretary's attention in a mere strawberry.
"This strawberry is formed from two strawberries." Ruskin raised it towards him. "Two, which were grown together and became one."
"Interesting." Milverton watched the strawberry and looked back at Ruskin. Even if the strawberry was a rare sight, it was not a reason for his secretary to start to act strange.
"Do you know what they say about two strawberries growing together?" Ruskin asked with sparks in his eyes.
"No, I don't. Tell me." Milverton gestured at the other man.
"If you share it with someone, you fall in love." Ruskin noted and he started blushing from the words. Milverton smirked.
"And do you believe in this?"
Ruskin turned even redder.
"N-no, sir. But I still wish..." he stopped for a moment. "Would you share it with me?"
His voice was somewhat shy, but hopeful. Milverton's smile became wider.
"I don't think that the strawberry's effect is necessary between us..." he affectionately glanced at Ruskin, enjoying the sight that his cheeks were basically burning now. "But I would share it with you if this is what you want."
"Thank you, sir." Ruskin gratefully lowered his head and brought the strawberry to Milverton's mouth, so he could bite down half of it. His teeth lightly sank into the sweet fruit. He swallowed it with pleasure.
"The rest is yours." He told Ruskin and watched how his secretary put it between his lips and chewed it away. It was like a ritual for the other man. Milverton didn't laugh at him because of it, he just made he remark.
"You are very serious about this." He smiled and let Ruskin lay his head back to his shoulder.
"I will always be the most serious about you, sir." Ruskin whispered and began to caress Milverton's chest with love.