10

The first thing to come to Timothy's mind when he woke up was that he forgot to return home last night or rather this morning? He wasn't sure because it was still dark outside but he could make the faint sound of birds chirping. The second was that he couldn't move and that had him cursing , his body was in full state of exhaustion, his muscles screaming in pain almost like he went through intense workout or in his case long hours of intense mind blowing sex.

For how long they went at it? he stopped counting after the fourth round, losing any grip he had on reality.

He grunted as he attempted to move again, the sharp pain in his lower back causing him to curse and slump against the silky sheets. Yeah, he was not going anywhere,  not in this state.  Timothy was irritated with the presence laying next to him, still sound asleep . It was all because of him- how was he supposed to attend work in this state?  he had no choice but to call in saying he was sick,  that is once he was capable of getting up of that damned bed to look for his phone.

"Hey,  wake up " Timothy called,  his voice hoarse. He managed to somehow roll to his back and turn to look at Archibald - the man  was hugging his pillow, his face looked  peaceful and Timothy would have granted him the compliment of 'cute' if he didn't exactly knew who that man was.

"Get up," Timothy stretched his hand and nudged the sleeping man, shaking him lightly but it did nothing to wake him.

"Goddammit wake up! " Timothy growled,  pinching hard Archibald's arm he caused the man to wake up at once with a yelp and glare at him.

"What are you doing?" he muttered tiredly.

"Waking you up" Timothy  shrugged. Archibald narrowed his eyes as he looked outside of the window , "The sun is barely up, now let me sleep!" he grumbled,  closing his eyes.

"Not before you'll bring my phone to me, it's thrown somewhere in this unnecessarily huge place of yours " Timothy shook him again, preventing him from going to sleep.

"Go fetch it yourself!" Archibald growled in irritation.

"I would if I could!," Timothy raised his voice,  he was tired as well but he needed to call in sick and to make sure he didn't have any messages or unanswered calls , especially from his wife since he didn't return home .

"You practically fucked the life out of me, I can't move so I need you to bring me my phone! "

Maybe it wasn't the right choice of words, not with the smirk it brought to Archibald's lips . The man stretched before he silently got out of bed and went down the stairs, Timothy felt victorious but slightly concerned with the lack of any suggestive retort from Archibald at his words, it was too easy.

Oh well.

Archibald soon climbed the stairs, tossing Timothy his phone, he grabbed it and checked it, sighing in relief when he saw no messages or unanswered calls. The hour was six-ish , Lizzy shouldn't be awake, he could make it home before she woke up, she wouldn't even notice he didn't spend the night in the house.

Not that she usually did.

"No 'thank you' for me?"

Archibald strolled back to bed, climbing it and settling under the covers.  "Now what was it about me fucking the life out of you?" he let his hand trail to Timothy's behind, he squeezed,  succeeding in making  Timothy gasp at the pain.

"Don't touch !" he hissed .

Archibald chuckled. "I guess you're staying with me today Mr lawyer ".

"As if, I'm going home " Timothy snorted.

"Oh really now? because I'm pretty sure you won't be able to make it home considering I fucked the life out of you ." Timothy  groaned annoyed, he really needed to choose his words carefully around this man. But Archibald was right,  as much as it hurt to admit,  he wasn't  physically able to return home today, at least not for the next hours,  he needed to reign some sort of control over his body, he was exhausted and sour,  his body  was aching.  Maybe he could...

"Do you have pain killers here?"

If he could at least get over the pain he'd be able to drive home and rest there.

"No, but don't worry,  I'll  take really good care of you. " Archibald smirked.

Timothy  sighed,

I doubt it.

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Archibald was in a very good mood. He watched as Timothy talked on his phone, saying  he wouldn't be able to make it to the firm today due to sickness. He couldn't help but admire the love bites he left, scattered all over the man's body- last night was fun, the greatest type of fun he had in awhile,  they were both so compatible in bed and frankly he couldn't get enough, he'd be back at it if it weren't for the fact Timothy wouldn't take it as nicely at his current state.  Well, even Arch showed mercy  once in awhile, besides,  it was mostly his fault.

I fucked the life out of him after all

Archibald smirked to himself. Yeah he'd definitely wouldn't let that one go.

He got out of bed and went downstairs,  leaving Timothy that was still busy with his phone, he went towards the elevator and looked over at the intercom it had next to it, pressing one of the buttons.

"Good morning sir, how can I be of help to you today? " the voice of a young  female was heard.

"I need breakfast for two, the usual . " he ordered.

"Anything else sir?"

"Yes, pain killers. "

" It'll be delivered in 15 minutes, sir."

"Make it half an hour " he said before walking away with a devious smile, he had a lawyer to take care of.

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Timothy just finished talking on his phone when Archibald came up. He notified Alicia he wouldn't come today and gave her a few instructions to follow and things to reschedule.

"What?" he eyed the man suspiciously as he made his way towards him with the corner of his mouth pulling up as he got closer.

"Breakfast would be prepared in half an hour," he informed and Timothy was grateful because his stomach was craving  some food. "But before that, shower."

"Okay,  go ahead I'll be second " Timothy snuggled into the sheets,  he could rest for a bit until Archibald got out of the shower.                                     He frowned as he heard a chuckle and the bed shift,  next thing he was hoisted up by Archibald, his legs tangling immediately around the man's waist in fear of loosing balance and making them both fall.

"What are you doing? put me down! " Timothy growled desperately,  he could feel the pain shooting down his spine at the position, he barely had the strength to cling on to Archibald.

"I told you you should get used to it," he breathed against Timothy's neck " now let's go take a --"

"I'm not a child!", Timothy fumed " I'm capable of taking  care of myself so do us both a favor and put me down! "

"No can do," Archibald tsked as he started to make his way downstairs "I told you I'd take care of you didn't I? "

Timothy wanted to retort but was too distracted with each step Archibald took. He didn't like it, it wasn't safe.

"Hold tight if you're scared "

He didn't want to listen to that man but he was indeed slightly frightened so he clung onto him, cursing as he felt the vibrations of the body he was holding onto - Archibald was laughing. Timothy scowled.

When they reached the first floor, Archibald walked through an hallway to a door that opened to reveal a beautifully decorated spacious bathroom with turquoise and white colored tiles, a small shower stall to the right, toilet, mirror and a couple of cupboards to the left and what really caught Timothy's eye was the huge bathtub at the middle that could easily fit in four people.

"We can use it maybe later if you want, "Archibald commented and carried him to the shower stall,  once inside he pressed him to the wall still holding him and turned the water on, a stream of warm water rained on them.

Timothy had to admit to himself that as much as he disliked the way he was treated, he sort of enjoyed the attention he was getting as Archibald soaped his body, that is until he reached a certain body part.

"Whoa!"

Timothy gasped and wriggled in discomfort as he felt Archibald's fingers in him.

"Just making sure you're all through clean " he said amused, unashamed as he practically fingered Timothy. Timothy glared at him but said nothing as he let him continue 'clean him through', when he finished with Timothy he placed him carefully on the floor to stand on his own as he rubbed soap to his skin. Timothy felt heat raise in his cheeks as he watched the man, it felt oddly intimate and he wasn't used to it. Once they were out, Archibald offered Timothy a robe, this time allowing the man to walk on his own as they made it to the kitchen. Archibald disappeared while Timothy carefully sat down, he was hungry and tired,  he wanted nothing more than going back to sleep.

Archibald came to the kitchen rolling a tray trolley full of food, Timothy sighed in delight at the scent of a fresh breakfast. Archibald placed the dishes on the table, chuckling as Timothy dug right in, but the latter  cared for no manners right now, he was an hungry man.

"So what did you tell your wife? I'm curious as to what excuse you delivered her. " Archibald sipped his coffee,  noting the frown that started to form on Timothy's face. Oh he loved teasing him.

"What would she do if she finds out you're a poles kind of guy and not holes?" he pressed further,  trying to draw more of a reaction of the man in front of him that was clearly agitated but tried his best to ignore him. Timothy on his end did his best not to go berserk and inflict harm to Archibald. He didn't  care who he was and what was his position or status ,  he should get his nose out of other people's business. He could tell that that man was enjoying provoking him, anticipating his reactions, it was all a game to him and Timothy wasn't  about to give in, he kept ignoring him.

Archibald sighed,  it wasn't fun like this.

"Here" , he handed Timothy the pain killers he requested for earlier.

" Thanks " Timothy muttered and took one pill, dawning it with water.

"Do you have the day off?"

Timothy couldn't say he didn't attempt to start some sort of adult conversation,  he had nothing better to do anyway for the next few hours at least. He wondered what he was supposed to do in this place and with that man, a stranger he barely knew that fucked him good a few hours ago,  he usually didn't have to deal with an after sex talk seeing as he fled most of the times but it wasn't the case here.

"No. Not really. I'm supposed to be in a meeting right now. " he shrugged indifferently "But Thomas  could take over it, although he's probably going to bite my head off".

Timothy snorted , that man just did whatever he wanted like it was nothing , is that how it is when you're the boss of yourself?

"Despite what you think, I put my work as one of my top priorities and I invest myself fully in what I'm doing  ." Archibald added

"If it's your top priority why are you here when you're supposed to be in a meeting? " Timothy questioned.

The corners of Archibald's lips turned up in a mischievous smirk as he stared at Timothy.

"One of my top priorities, the other is me having fun ".