“Well we can test that after.” Aaron replied shaking his head, “We can order in since you’re the one that wants me in your bad asap.”

“Not asap!” Luther straightens his shirt and uses the elevator mirror to check himself out from every angle. “Man, you’re, like, so lucky to spend time with me. Do you feel it?”

Oh of course Luther takes it the wrong way which has Aaron actually choking. “Not like that. I just got off work, I’m hungry and not for your dick currently. I need enough to fill my stomach.”

“Oh, I can make plenty for your stomach,” Luther chuckles too, trying to cool off. “Do you want to go out and have dinner, or order in, pervert?”

Aaron def notices the red and smirks, feeling much better at the affirmation. “Aren’t you going to feed me?”

Luther goes even redder, surprised. “Excuse me?” Pervert.

“Well I’m clarifying it again now.”

“So sappy,” complains Luther, cheeks going a cute shade of red. “Fine, I like you too. Now come on, we have a bed to lie in. Among other things.”

“No,” he said with a head shake. “I just…I guess I didn’t expect you to reclaim me so quickly.”

“Why else do you think I’d be upset, minus the actual dignity thing.”

Luther looks at Aaron like he’s crazy. “I thought it was only the dignity thing! You never clarified the rest.”

“Oh–” he said, startled now. “Oh, um…okay.” What was he going to tell Keaton? “Tonight?”

Aaron’s eyebrows shot up as he stopped walking. “Do you not remember the whole thing where I was upset you only saw me as a fuck buddy because I actually like you and saw us as more?”

“I remember it as you being upset that I called you a fuck toy, not because of you liking me more than that.”

“Of course,” Ira said, blinking in momentary confusion. Had he…just been reclaimed, or…?

“Do you remember the whole scene when we went for a walk? I thought that was pretty obvious.”

“It so wasn’t. The fact that I have no idea what you’re talking about speaks volumes.”

“Sounds fair,” Ira said with a little nod, scrunching up his nose. “I really didn’t mean anything negative that I said. You were a really good master.”

“It’s fine,” Ira answered shortly, deciding not to mention that he had actually been living in Keaton’s suite for the last few days. “Uh, yeah, I’m sorry that I said things about you and your claim on me that could have been misconstrued as negative.”

“Wow, so heartfelt. You know, you don’t have to pretend not to like me. We both know we like each other.”

“You don’t act like you like me all that much.”

“…I meant hello,” Ira answered with a raised brow.

“Oh no, we’re not doing this again. You request me if you want me. I’d be happy to sleep in your bed okay?”

Luther rolls his eyes. “Fine. I’ll rent you, because I like spending time with you. And you’re better than no company, I guess.”