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Jamie Campbell Bower and Rupert Penry-Jones

Rupert has chosen a non Citadel restaurant for his date with Jamie and he smiles as he walks into the elegant room, the diners look well dressed and well heeled and one or two of them are familiar faces but this isn't a place that people go to be 'seen' so, though they'll have to behave themselves, it's not likely that they'll be photographed.

He's a little early so he heads for the tiny bar and orders a glass of champagne. There is a mirror behind the bar and Rupert is amused to find himself checking his appearance as he waits for Jamie.

Smoothing at his shirt and then his hair, Jamie pushes down the excitement as he enters the restaurant. He smiles at the hostess and gives his name.

Rupert is watching the entrance. He stands when the hostess points Jamie towards the bar and takes a step forward to meet him, "Jamie! You look great." There is no one else in the bar at the moment so Rupert hugs him and kisses his cheek, murmuring, "Hello gorgeous boy."

Jamie blushes and returns the hug. "Hi. Great place this. Very posh."

"The food's good too," Rupert nods to the barman as he brings a glass of champagne for Jamie. He smiles at Jamie and raises his glass in a toast, "To a great night."

"To a great night," Jamie says and lifts his glass. He takes a sip and smiles. "I love champagne. It's one of my favorite things."

"It's one of mine too. And besides, I'm celebrating," Rupert grins, "I wasn't sure you'd let me take you out to dinner."

"What're you celebrating?" Jamie asks, tilting his head. He smiles. "I love that you asked me out. It's very... charming and sophisticated."

"Not too stuffy?" Rupert asks. "I was afraid you'd think it was a bit... dull." He doesn't add 'after Citadel' but he's thinking it.

"No! Not at all," Jamie says. "I love it. Makes me feel very grown up." He leans in. "I'm glad I wore underpants."

"You look very suave," Rupert nods, smiling as Jamie leans closer and then laughing softly. "Wicked boy," He adds, resisting the urge to pull Jamie closer.

Jamie smiles, squirming just a little. "So, have you been here before?" He gives Rupert a mock look of distrust, eyes going dramatically wide. "Do you bring all the young men here to seduce with your sophisticated ways?"

"Yeah, the owner's an old friend." Rupert raises an eyebrow, "But of course.... Is it working?" The hostess comes to tell them their table is ready and as they are following her he murmurs, "As if you were just one of the crowd!" They take their seats and he grins, "I'm much too sophisticated to use the same place twice."

"It's working," Jamie says with a smile. "I'm all a flutter."

"Really?" Rupert leans forward and smiles at Jamie. They have been given the ideal table, it's by a long window that looks out over the London skyline and is partly shielded from most of the room by a carved panel. He reaches across the table and touches Jamie's hand, "It doesn't show."

"You should feel me inside," Jamie says, masking the words with an innocent look and sweet smile.

"Oh I plan to," Rupert lets his fingers slide over the back of Jamie's hand as he lets go and sits back.

Jamie laughs and picks up his menu. "So, want to order for me?"

"If you'd like me too." Rupert looks at the menu. "Is there anything I should avoid?"

"No," Jamie says. "I eat pretty much anything and I'll try everything." He takes a sip of his champagne. "I favor spicy."

"Okay," Rupert takes a moment and then orders a sampling plate as a starter and then duck curry and crispy skin fish with side dishes. "And a bottle of champagne... the one we're drinking." Then he smiles at Jamie, "You approve?"

"Thank you, yes," Jamie says. "It sounds wonderful." He waits until the server is gone. "I don't eat at very many fancy places so.. I'm never sure what to get. And I like the idea of you ordering it for me."

"Thank you for trusting me," Rupert smiles. "It's very Old School, apparently they used to give the lady a menu with no prices... once upon a time." He grins, "Not that I'm calling you a girl."

"Oh, I've been called worse," Jamie says with a laugh. "Old school huh? Very courtly then. I approve." He tilts his head and looks at Rupert. "You're very handsome.

"It's nice to have someone to pamper," Rupert's smile turns a little bashful at the compliment. "Thank you. And you're gorgeous," He grins, "so we're a good match."

"I think so also," Jamie says cheerfully. He raises his glass. "To matching."

"To matching," Rupert touches his glass to Jamie's. He grins, "I thought we'd be more likely to finish dinner if we ate here rather than at the club."

Jamie laughs. "Yeah, I think this place might be rather taken aback if I crawled under the table and put my face in your crotch."

"Just a little," Rupert nods. He pauses while a waiter brings bread to the table and adds extra cutlery, then he says, "Sometimes anticipation is half the fun."

"I'm learning that," Jamie says, smoothing at his napkin. "It hasn't been an easy lesson to learn."

Rupert nods, "It's hard to wait sometimes." He tilts his head and smiles wickedly, saying softly, "One day I'll have to tie you down... make you wait.

"Really?" Jamie says, blushing. "I'd like that I think." He looks up as the server sits their sampling plate on the table. "Oh, this looks good."

"Mmm... it does," Rupert agrees and adds slyly to Jamie, "so many things to try."

"Cheeky," Jamie says and takes some onto his plate. "If we don't eat it all, can I get the leftovers in a take away bag?"

"I've never asked... but I expect we could. Aren't you hungry?" Rupert asks innocently as he pops a dumpling into his mouth.

"Sure!" Jamie says as he takes a bite, remembering to chew and swallow before talking. "I'm starved, but I didn't want to make a pig of myself in front of you." He snickers.

"I like watching you enjoy yourself," Rupert says. "And you know that the Italians say, that a person who enjoys food is a good lover."

"Yeah?" Jamie laughs, taking another bite and then a sip of champagne. "Well, then I must be up there with Valentino, because I do love food." He looks at Rupert. "So, a civilized meal and conversation, yes? Tell me something about yourself."

"There's not much to tell," Rupert fiddles with his fork. "I swim everyday if I can," He grins, "but I'm afraid of sharks, so when I was in Sydney I refused to swim in the ocean. I spend way too much on clothes... you probably guessed that after catching me coming out of one of the priciest shops in London. I worked as a model for a while," He adds with a sheepish grin.

"You dress very nice," Jamie says, nodding. "Where did you swim then? If not in the ocean?"

"Thank you kind sir," Rupert raises his glass and smiles. "In swimming pools... everyone thought I was crazy with all that gorgeous ocean out there."

"When did you get afraid of sharks? Was it the movies or a nature show?" Jamie asks, taking a bite and leaning forward.

"I think 'Jaws' started it," Rupert admits, "but those nature shows don't help, and neither does a brother who sneaks up on you and grabs your legs under water." He grins, "I was so glad when he grew up. What about you? Have you got any phobias?"

"I'm not fond of spiders," Jamie makes a face. "Crawly things in general." He gives a little shudder. "Of course my flat is home to quite a few of them so I've learned to not scream like a girl anytime I see one."

Rupert laughs, "They're not my favorite things either but I can manage them if they get into the flat." He spears a tiny meatball on his fork and offers it to Jamie, "Try this one."

"Thanks," Jamie says, leaning forward and taking a bite. "Mmm, s'good." He chews and smiles. "Favorite food?"

"Ahh..." Rupert takes a forkful of mushrooms and munches as he thinks. "Italian probably... as a general thing, but I do love Thai curries too. You?"

"It sounds so bad to say," Jamie laughs. "Pizza mostly, bar foods, but Thai ranks very near the top."

"Pizza's good too. I don't think there's any right or wrong about taste," Rupert says, using a piece of bread to mop up some sauce, "in food or in kink."

"Food I have an opinion on, kink.. not so much," Jamie says, taking a bite of mushroom and making a yummy noise.

"Eh," Rupert hitches a shoulder, "it's not obligatory," and sips and then sets his glass down. A watching server swoops in, tops up their glasses and disappears again, all without a word. Rupert watches Jamie eat, smiling and paying no attention at all to the server.

"I'm learning, a little bit," Jamie says. "I just don't think I'll ever be as.. hardcore as some of them. I'm afraid I'd giggle if they told me to do some of the things."

Rupert laughs, "I know what you mean." He snags the last mushroom from the plate. "I'll never be really hardcore either I don't think. It looks too much like hard work... especially those people who keep it up all the time. And I'm not a sadist so.... not so much with the hurting people."

Jamie wrinkles his nose and shakes his head. "Me either and except for a little spanking or.. whatever, I'm not a masochist." He whispers this last.

"No?" Rupert stretches his hand to just touch Jamie's, "We're a good match then." He winks, "I don't think we'll run out of things to do."

"Me either," Jamie grins, eyes flashing. "Thank god." He winks.

"Brat," Rupert teases as the first course is cleared away. "How's work going?"

"Good," Jamie answers, taking a sip of champagne. "I've got a series thing, mini series in the US coming up."

"Well done," Rupert raises his glass and smiles. "Is it a big part?

Jamie grins widely. "King Arthur of Camelot!"

"Oh wow! That's fantastic," Rupert beams. "You'll be a great King Arthur." He grins and adds, "I'll have to find a reason to visit the US."

"I'm very excited," Jamie says, giggling again. "I love crowns."

Rupert laughs, "King Jamie... Do you wear one often?"

Jamie laughs, entire body shaking and face squinching up. He covers his mouth for a moment before speaking. "I've got one at my flat."

Rupert shakes his head, "Oh Jamie..." He grins, "I'd love to see you wearing it. Sounds like you have at least one kink."

"I'll bring it next time we .. hang out," Jamie says. "It's great for keeping my hair out of my eyes."

"I thought you used your sun glasses for that," Rupert grins, "but a crown is more impressive. Do you like dressing up?"

Jamie laughs and then shrugs up a shoulder. "I like it, but the problem is somehow when I get dressed up I end up looking rumpled after the shortest time. My mum says I was always like that. I know you like to dress. I bet you look wonderful in a tuxedo."

"I look pretty good when I go formal," Rupert nods with a grin. The servers arrive with the main course and Rupert considers Jamie as they work. When they've gone, he says, "It's because you're so lively I think."

"Or just messy," Jamie admits with a smile. He looks down. "Oh you did good..." He licks his lips.

"I hope so," Rupert smiles, shivering a little as he watches Jamie's tongue. "Bon appetit."

Jamie digs in, minding his manners, but managing to enjoy every bite.

Although it's not all that far to his flat, Rupert has arranged for a Citadel car to pick them up from the restaurant. Telling the driver not to drive too fast, Rupert draws Jamie into his arms and kisses him.

Turning so he’s almost laying in Rupert's lap, Jamie sighs contentedly into the kiss. His fingers hold Rupert's arms and he smiles.

Rupert smiles back, "The club's not just bars and dungeons." Stroking Jamie’s hair, he adds, "I've sometimes thought of booking a limo for an evening and just driving around London while we do naughty things in the back."

"Really?" Jamie's eyes light up. "I'd like that. With really dark windows so they can't see, but it's like they can, sort of."

"Then we'll do it sometime," Rupert nibbles Jamie's ear. "I don't think we'll be the first." He opens a storage space to reveal condoms and sachets of lube and grins, "See."

Jamie moans. "Oh that is just.. decadent and really fantastic!" He wraps an arm around Rupert and kisses him.

Rupert's chuckle is swallowed by the kiss. "You should see the bar," He murmurs against Jamie's lips, "that's really decadent."

"Yeah?" Jamie says in a breathless whisper. "You feel nice."

"So do you, beautiful," Rupert runs his fingers gently over Jamie's eyebrow and down his cheek. The car comes to a stop and Rupert grins and grumbles, "Damn. We're home."

"Home is good too," Jamie says, touching Rupert's face. "I'm coming in.. right?"

"No, I'm tipping you out on the street!" Rupert takes Jamie's face between his hands and kisses him deeply. "Of course you're coming in, y'daft git." He opens the car door and, twining his fingers with Jamie's, says, "Come on beautiful boy."

"Excellent," Jamie says, laughing and holding Rupert's hand. "This has been a really great night so far."

Rupert signs for the car and they head into his building. "I think so too." He kisses Jamie's fingers as they ride up in the lift, "And there's more to come."

"Really?" Jamie asks, pressing up against Rupert. He lifts his hand and brushes his fingers through Rupert's hair. "Good then."

"Mmm," Rupert murmurs, "that feels nice." He hooks his arm around Jamie and holds him close. "Here we are." They arrive at his floor and Rupert steers Jamie along the corridor, arm still firmly around his waist.

"Can I rub your back? Like a massage?" Jamie asks as they get to the door.

Rupert opens the door and pauses, "God, yes." He turns on the lights and kisses Jamie, murmuring, "I bet you've got wicked hands."

"I just want to be able to touch you and rub about on you," Jamie says against Rupert's lips. "Mmmm."

Chuckling, Rupert kisses him again. "Sweetheart, you can do that as much as you want." He tilts his head and smiles, "So... we need somewhere flat, I'm thinking the bed is sounding good."

"Bed works," Jamie says. "I'm easy." He laughs. "Well, you know what I mean."

"I like easy," Rupert grins, "when it looks like you anyway." He looks around, "Or there's the couch, it big enough and it's close to the fridge if we want anything to drink."

"Perfect," Jamie replies. "Mind if I remove your clothes?" He winks.

"Now let me think..." Rupert tries to look as though he's considering the question, but his eyes are dancing. He grins, "No. Don't mind at all."

"Arms up," Jamie says as he starts to unbutton Rupert, leaning in to kiss his chest. He slides his hands in, touching Rupert's chest and pushing up, moving the shirt off his strong shoulders. He kisses each one in turn.

Rupert lets Jamie direct him, shivering as the deft fingers deal with his shirt. "Oh yes..." He breathes, his hands resting lightly on Jamie's hips, fingers tightening a little as Jamie's lips set sparks each time they touch him.

Jamie considers just pushing Rupert down and licking him all over. He kisses another patch of skin and then sinks to his knees, long fingers starting to unbuckle and unzip.

The whole evening has been a slow burn but Jamie dropping to his knees sets a flame to the embers. It would be tempting to drag Jamie to his feet and toss him onto the couch, but Rupert takes a deep breath to get himself under control and drops his hand to Jamie's head, stroking the golden hair and whispering, "God, Jamie... "

Looking up, Jamie bats his lashes and smiles. He peels open Rupert's pants and pushes them down, Taking his cock and wrapping his fingers around it. He kisses the tip and then reaches to tap Rupert's foot. "Shoes off."

"Pretty Jamie," Rupert smiles down at Jamie, his hand sliding from his hair to cup Jamie's cheek. "And so... oh..." The hand around his cock takes his breath away and his hand lands on Jamie's shoulder as he is rocked off balance. "Wicked..." Rupert breathes as the soft lips caress his cock. "Oh... Jamie." He runs his fingertip around the curve of Jamie's ear and lifts his foot.

Removing Rupert's shoes, Jamie gets his pants off, standing and dragging his fingers up Rupert's thighs as he does. "Couch." He kissed Rupert quickly.

Rupert follows Jamie's lead, moving with him as his clothes are removed. He purrs and then growls softly as Jamie kisses him. Grinning, he murmurs, "Yes sir," and goes to lie on the couch.

Laughing softly, Jamie rubs his hands together and removes his own clothes, discarding them as petals fall from a flower. Once naked he stands over Rupert. "I want to lick as much as I want to touch."

Reaching out and running his fingertips up as much of Jamie's leg as he can reach, Rupert purrs, "I'm all yours."

Jamie straddles Rupert's thighs and leans over, sighing softly at the feel of his warm skin. He starts to rub Rupert's back and up to his shoulders. "Mmmm."

"Ooh... that's good," Rupert sighs, smiling over his shoulder. He wriggles slightly, purring as Jamie's bottom shifts and presses on the back of his thighs, almost distracting him from the wonderful sensation of Jamie's strong fingers on his shoulders.

Digging his thumbs into Rupert's back muscle, Jamie rocks a little, grinning as his balls rub Rupert's thigh. "So, sir, tell your masseur what you like? Yes?" Jamie asks in a passable French accent.

"God! Jamie..." Rupert arches and groans. "You could make a fortune with those hands." He chuckles softly, "That... do that again."

"It is the magic of seduction," Jamie manages to not giggle as he talks, thumbs working a knot in Rupert's back. "Breathe deep and slow." He rocks again, smiling as his cock twitches.

"You're definitely magic," Rupert murmurs, resting his head on his arm and breaths. "Mmmm, keep doing that and I may worship at your feet..." He grins, "and other places."

Jamie laughs softly. "You say the sweetest things." He leans over, rubbing his cock against Rupert's ass. "Mmm.. mind rolling over? I can get your front."

"What!" You don't like this view?" Rupert puts on a hurt expression. "Mmmm... now I can watch you," He smiles and reaches out to touch Jamie's chest as he settles onto his back.

"And I can do this," Jamie says as he shifts up, nestling his ass over the curve of Rupert's cock. "Ah yeah. Nice." He lens, laying his hands on Rupert's chest. "Mmmm."

"Ohhh..." Rupert groans as his cock hardens, trapped against Jamie's bum. "Yeah." His eyes drift closed and he runs his hands up Jamie's arms, "Perfect." He rocks his hips a little and smiles up at Jamie, "Wicked boy."

"Got a condom and lube close by?" Jamie says with a smile as lovely and wicked ideas go through his head.

"Um... yeah," Rupert blinks. "In my jacket... the inside pocket."

"Cool," Jamie climbs off, groaning at the loss of contact. He finds the jacket, pulls out a condom and lube. He holds them up and smiles. "You mind if I ride your lovely cock?" He asks in a formal tone.

"Hmm, let me think." Rupert watches Jamie, his eyes sparkling. "Please..." Reaching out to urge Jamie closer, Rupert purrs, "It would be my pleasure."

With a soft laugh, Jamie rolls the condom on and then smears lube on it. He blushes deeply, hair hanging in his face as he slips his hand between his legs. "Um.. I need to.. um..."

Rupert manages not to squirm but he can't stop the groan as Jamie's long fingers move over his cock. "You're so pretty when you blush," His fingers trail over Jamie's thigh, "so sexy, sweetheart."

Smiling, the compliment and the gentle touch gives Jamie the confidence to push his fingers into himself. He works them, scissoring and opening. He groans, head hung down as he makes himself ready for Rupert.

Groaning softly, Rupert watches Jamie's fingers as they slide in. "God, Jamie," His fingers curl and he scratches lightly across Jamie's skin, "so hot." He slides his hands up the side of Jamie's legs, "Come 'ere... need you, baby."

Shuffling closer, Jamie whimpers. "Yeah, you too." He pulls his fingers free and then lifts up. "Can you.. um.. help?" He points to Rupert's cock.

"I'd love too," Rupert smiles. With one hand he steadies Jamie and with the other he positions his cock so the head nudges at the opening of Jamie's body and then he rocks his hips up a little. "Want you, beautiful... want you now."

"Oh..." Jamie breathes out as he feels the stretch of Rupert entering him. He holds himself still for a moment and then presses down. "Ah wow, you feel.. so good." He laughs and rocks, lowering himself onto Rupert.

Rupert growls softly as he slides into Jamie's warm body. "So do you." He hands are on Jamie's waist and he smiles up into the shining blue eyes, "Perfect." Moaning a little, he rocks up again. "Perfect," He sighs as Jamie starts to move on him.

"Now let's see if I can concentrate enough to massage and fuck," Jamie laughs, leaning forward with a groan as he starts massaging Rupert's chest and shoulders. He lifts and moves, whimpering a Rupert's cock rubs perfectly inside of him.

The joy on Jamie's face is almost as good as the way he feels as he engulfs Rupert's cock. "Magic skills," Rupert laughs and groans, his hands ghosting over Jamie's arms and then dropping to his thighs again. "Gonna explode, baby."

"Yeah, yeah, me too," Jamie says, one hand massaging as the other grips his cock and starts to stroke it. He jerks, losing all rhythm as he bounces.

"God..." Rupert groans, his hands clinging to Jamie's legs. He holds back his climax for a moment, then thrusts up hard as it overtakes him.

As Rupert pushes up, Jamie squeeze twists and arches, mouth open as he cries out and comes. He clenches tight, movements erratic before stilling, cock spurting onto Rupert's stomach.

Rupert lays back, panting gently, a blissful smile on his face as he watches Jamie. "Beautiful Jamie," He croons softly, running his hands up Jamie's chest. "Thank you, sweetheart."

Jamie nods, trying to find words, trying to find breath and possibly trying to find his brains. The last thought makes him half giggle. "Thank you. My god that was.. fantastic!"

"Mmmm yeah..." Rupert touches Jamie's face and smiles up at him, "completely fantastic."

"Nap now?" Jamie asks, groaning slightly as he lifts off of Rupert. "Hang on. I'll get a cloth."

"Sounds good," Rupert nods, stretching as Jamie climbs off him. "D'you want to move to the bed? It might be more comfortable for napping."

"Bed sounds fantastic!" Jamie says, going to find a cloth and dampen it. He grabs a handful of tissues for the condom before heading back. "And wine. We should have wine."

Rupert wraps the condom in the tissues and hugs Jamie, "Mmmm, good idea." He kisses his hair, "I'll get glasses and you choose the wine."

"Perfect," Jamie hands the cloth to Rupert and walks with a naked sway back toward the kitchen. "This is the second best part of sex."

Smiling as he watches Jamie, Rupert says, "There are so many good things about the after part." He pulls down glasses, "D'you want anything to eat?"

"Nope, still full, just wine and a bed and you," Jamie says, doing a little dance.

"You say the nicest things." Rupert kisses Jamie's nose and wraps an arm around his waist, "Come on then."

"I'd follow you anywhere," Jamie says with a huge smile.