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For Ruskin, it was a dream come true when his employer, Mr. Milverton offered him one night that he will share his bed with him from now on. Ruskin could fly from the joy - he was in love with Mr. Milverton ever since he entered his service and he wished for nothing more than getting close to him, so close that touches, as a way to show love, were not permitted anymore. Sleeping on Mr. Milverton's side included that in the deal. He knew that his employer only asked this from him for safety purposes, so Ruskin will protect him during the night, but he let him know that he was not bothered by accidental cuddles. Ruskin didn't need to keep distance - his wish was fulfilled and he could finally feel content. But even if this was almost everything he ever wanted, he needed to admit that the first nights were definitely not easy.
He was allowed to be close, yes - but how close? Ruskin was afraid that he will be unable to control his joyful obsession and the level of clinginess he will perform regarding Mr. Milverton will not let his employer sleep. That was something he knew that could never happen. Mr. Milverton having the right amount of rest was really crucial. He needed it to keep his system healthy and not fall ill so easily - due to Mr. Milverton's unnatural paleness, Ruskin always thought that his employer had a precarious state of health and he didn't want to lose him. On top of that, Mr. Milverton needed enough sleep to be able to focus on his work and especially on his evil plans where only one miscalculation could lead to failure and defeat. So Ruskin was determined to not disturb Mr. Milverton's sleep and only cuddle with him very, very carefully.
At the start, he was afraid to even touch his employer's hand. Mr. Milverton fell asleep quickly next to him, but Ruskin just stared at him with awe and watched the peaceful face, listening to the light breathing while the urge was screaming inside him to run his fingers over Mr. Milverton's cheek and place a gentle kiss on it. In the end, he couldn't stop his hand which slowly, but steadily got closer and closer to Mr. Milverton's body. With a very soft move, he put his hand down on Mr. Milverton's chest - but he would have rather laid his head down there to listen to the precious heartbeat singing a lullaby for him. Ruskin let out a sigh. His wish was so strong and he was so impatient. But he needed to be satisfied with their current position for the sake of Mr. Milverton's rest. It was still more than what he ever expected to get. After all, he was here and he was able to sleep with the love of his life.
Suddenly, he heard that Mr. Milverton started jittering next to him. Ruskin immediately took his hand back, fearing that no matter how hard he tried, he ended up waking up his employer - but he could never foresee what happened next. Mr. Milverton turned over in the bed... where the bed didn't continue. With a loud bang, he fell down from it and landed on the floor.
"Mr. Milverton!" Ruskin panically cried out, jumping up to see if his employer got hurt. He bowed down next to Mr. Milverton's body. He lay there motionlessly with his eyes closed. He showed no signs of injury and to Ruskin's greatest relief, one of his pillows fell down from the bed with him and it numbed the fall under his head. Despite that, Ruskin first thought that he lost his consciousness since he didn't react to the happenings - but when he leaned closer, an unmistakable sound hit his ears.
Snoring.
Mr. Milverton... was still asleep!
Ruskin shook his head in disbelief and wondered how anyone could sleep that deep. At least, this gave him some bravery to take Mr. Milverton's body into his arms and brings it back to the bed, making him lie down again. His employer murmured something, but he still didn't wake up. So he was a plethoric sleeper, Ruskin thought - and a smile appeared on his face for that. He swept the hair off Mr. Milverton's eyes and wrapped his arms around his body, hugging him to himself. Mr. Milverton still didn't wake up, but Ruskin was not afraid of that anymore. He buried his head into the man's chest and gave himself over to the sensation.
He could do it as much as he wanted. Mr. Milverton's sleep was too deep to be disturbed by his clingy love.