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Sundays were glorious days of nothing and Dorian planned them that way. He did all his remaining work from the week either Friday night or Saturday afternoon so that way he had Sunday free to do absolutely shit all. The only time this changed was when he wrote scholarly articles for journals. Those took all his focus and he liked to work them out over weekends. No students could bother him when he worked on them at home.

He was not a fan of organized religion but he took the phrase 'a day of rest' very seriously. Sundays were for lounging in bed, long showers and whatever was on TV that caught his interest. He would read for pleasure or spend time pleasuring himself or his lover. Sundays were wonderful days.

Which was why he was so damn annoyed that on Sunday the door bell rang around the same time he was making breakfast. That did not imply rest. It imply some sort of nosy bastard at the door. It was doubly annoying because Bramen was spending the weekend and looked adorably rumpled, hunched over his morning coffee with fresh love bites on his shoulders.

"Can you see what religious nut wants to sell God to us and make them go away? I don't want to burn the omelet," he waved towards the door with his free hand. "Tell them we're quite happy living in sin and they can wish us a merry trip to hell."

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[hallarider]

Between himself and his brother, Bramen was definitely the responsible one, even if dating a professor at his school was a rather risky move. There was a difference between being risky and carefree and Bramen was one to lean towards the former. Dorian likely wouldn't have been able to put up with Meallan for long - he was carefree enough to blow off his classes, to ignore his homework and to on a whim, ask his brother to come help him move a couch. Bramen chuckled again, finishing his piece of toast and washing it down with another mouthful of coffee.

"He doesn't... I've kept that pretty quiet," he said with a light shrug before quickly straightening out. He cleared his throat, wetting his lips a little. "Not because I'm ashamed though," he said with a quick shake of his head, "I just thought you'd prefer it that way. It's not really anyone's business besides ours, right?"

Even the people who'd been with Bramen at the bar the night he and Dorian first got together, as far as they knew, Bramen simply left with the man and returned to his own home that night. They'd been inclined to believe him, never suspecting anything more.

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"While you're my student it's best we don't discuss it publicly," he agreed with a little nod and a reassuring smile. "But once you've moved on to other studies you can tell whoever you wish."

Dorian would start to tell people. He had to tell his father though he wouldn't mention Bramen was a student. That would only make his father more upset. It might be fun if he ever really wanted to piss off his father but for now it was just for him.

"Once you're not my student I would like to go out again, go dancing or out to dinner. There are museums I'd love to drag you through and lecture you on artifacts." Dorian grinned at the idea. It would be so much fun.

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"I'd like that," Bramen smiled, reaching out across the table, holding his hand out for Dorian, taking the older man's hand in his own. He gave it a squeeze, beaming a bit at the idea of it all. He knew his own friends wouldn't judge him if he told them he was involved with an older man, let alone a professor - but he knew there were plenty of others who would look down on it. He was Dorian's student for now but he wouldn't be that way forever. Once he was finished with Dorian's classes, it would be easier.

"Going out places with you would be nice - going out somewhere nice for dinner, going out to a club, to museums. You know I'd enjoy hearing a lecture but after that, I'm taking you horseback riding," he laughed, stroking Dorian's wrist.

"Did you ever think this would happen?" he asked, his free hand cutting another piece of his omelette. "Ever have a one-night stand last as long as this one?"

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"Oh, no, no, nothing with animals. I am not good with them," he said with a laugh. "I am a city boy, darling, not a country boy. Don't you dare put me on one of those beasts."

He might be from the rich upper class but he had never learned to play polo or dressage or jump fences like others of his social class had done. Dorian wanted nothing to do with those animals.

"I've done this before," he said, somewhat hesitantly, "Where one night has turned in to more but only for a month or less. After awhile my lovers stop being engaging or stop being interested in me and my odd work habits. The last one was, uh, Professor Hissard but then he went off on a two year long dig in China and well I'm not good at long distance."

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Bramen pat Dorian's hand, still smiling a bit even at the man's admission. "Good thing I don't plan on going anywhere," he said, chewing what was left of his omelette. He could also listen to Dorian for hours if the man felt like going off on a tangent - he was an intriguing man, even when he was hungover.

"I just might be in this for the long haul."

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"Well, that's a foolish thing," he said with a little surprised laugh. A long haul. Dorian hadn't had one of those for a very long time. He didn't know what to do with that or the offer of it.

Of course he wanted it but he didn't know what to say except something witty and clever, something light. Yet, he squeezed Bramen's hand tightly because he wanted it as well and he wanted Bramen to know that. "We do plan on going for a shower."

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Bramen was almost hurt by that laugh and how easily Dorian had brushed it off. Almost. He managed to keep smiling though, reminding himself that that must have been too forward. Dorian hadn't asked him to leave, hadn't seemed upset by the comment, it may have just been sudden. He wet his lips a bit and let out a small laugh, giving Dorian's hand another squeeze, comforted by the one Dorian had given him in the first place.

They would take it as it came. Take it slow, whatever pace the older man needed. Yet Bramen's interest in his older lover was hardly about to wane.

"We do need to have that shower," he said, glancing down to his empty plate, "It's probably a good thing I didn't get dressed. You did mention you were just going to undress me all over again..."

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"I'll admit half of that was to piss off my father," he said, ducking his head. He glanced up at Bramen, smiling bashfully. "I want to undress you though. The desire is almost always there. I behave in class."

With the class around it was easy for Dorian to stay professional but when they were alone there was a great deal of temptation.

He picked up Bramen's hands and kissed his knuckles. "Join me for a shower, darling?"

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Bramen sighed a bit as Dorian kissed his knuckles, always tickled to hear about the ways the older man wanted him. He liked hearing it, knowing how easy it was to capture the man's attention - and the redhead stood up a bit, leaning over to kiss his lover before rising up properly, moving over to where Dorian sat at the table.

"I'd gladly join you," he grinned, urging Dorian to his feet, the two of them walking towards the bathroom. To shower and then not even bother to get dressed after? That sounded just as appealing. If Meallan called, he could wait. Stepping into the bathroom together, Bramen's hands moved to untie Dorian's robes, leaning in for another warm kiss against the man's mouth. Even if they didn't get up to anything particularly mischievous in the shower, simply being with Dorian was what mattered right now.

"Though now I'm a little curious," he grinned, tossing the tie of Dorian's robe aside, hands moving in to separate it and push it off his lover's shoulders, "Just what sort of things do you imagine doing to me in class?"

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"I have imagined nothing!" he protested as he rolled his shoulders to push the robe off and have it fall to the floor. "I am very well behaved in class."

He tugged Bramen close by his hips to kiss him deeply. "Now, when you come to visit me in my office is a different story."

The office would be incredibly hot but very, very risky when Bramen was still his student. Dorian wouldn't dare until he was no longer in charge of his grade.

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"Your office?" Bramen's grin seemed to widen, an eagerness coursing through the younger man. Dorian's office - the one on campus - was indeed a risky place. He'd be lying if he claimed he hadn't thought about slipping in there and stealing a few kisses from the man. Kisses,  a touch, maybe even a little more. It would be exciting to say the very least and even if the redhead claimed to be the logical and level-headed one, some things were simply too enticing.

"What do you think about me doing to you in your office?" He hummed, leaning in to kiss beneath the man's chin, hands spreading over Dorian's shoulders. He kissed down the man's throat and let his hands rub down towards Dorian's chest as he spoke, content to let the man enjoy whatever he wanted today. After the morning they had, after that unwanted guest, Dorian needed a chance to unwind. The tension in the room when his father had been there was palpable and unnerving.

With luck, Bramen could wash all of that away with a few kisses - and a warm shower.

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"Oh, as if you haven't thought the same things a few times." Dorian maneuvered them closer to the shower so that he could turn it on. The water would need time to warm up.

"I like the idea of hiding you underneath my desk while I have a meeting," he said as he tilted his head for wherever Bramen wanted to put his lips. "Blowing me while I try to talk to students about their grades and papers."

It was simple fantasy, nothing serious but the idea was very pleasing.

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Bramen's lips were more than content to move down Dorian's throat and towards the man's shoulder, closing the distance between them once more after the man moved to turn on the water and let it heat up. His hands took hold of Dorian's own, moving them to his hips, encouraging his lover to slip off those pants he was still wearing.

"I could slip under your desk easy enough," he grinned, "But I'd start slow, touching your thighs, nuzzling through your pants - little things until you couldn't take it any more." He kissed the man's shoulder every few words, breathing through his nose against his partner. He did love to indulge the older man's fantasies, even if all he did was verbalise them.

One day though, he would slip under that desk. Though perhaps not when Dorian was in the midst of any important meetings.

"I could do that the next time your father calls too," he turned his head to kiss against Dorian's throat, nuzzling against it, "If you bother answering it at all, that is."

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He laughed as he pushed those pants down Bramen's beautiful hips and cupped his ass in his hands. "Darling, as arousing as I find you nothing could get me hard while listening to that man's voice."

Besides, he didn't want his father as something in that part of their life. He appreciated Bramen's efforts, though, to cheer him up and soothe the ache in his chest that game with facing his past.

"I think it best I ignore the man and keep the chain locked on the door so if he visits again I can slam it in his face."

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"Ignore him and just enjoy ourselves as much as we please," Bramen nuzzled under Dorian's throat and kissed him again, sighing lightly as he curled in close to the man, arching his back a bit from the way his lover cupped his backside. His hands moved around to Dorian's back, stroking along it and up to the older man's shoulders again, embracing him warmly. Even in the face of Dorian's past, he wasn't about to shy away from the man.

"Though... I wonder how he'd react to some of the photos I take of you..."

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"That they're porn as some of them are," he said before he leaned in to kiss Bramen deeply. "Even the tasteful ones and arty ones. He's not a fan of nudity in art unless it's something Michelangelo painted."

The bathroom was starting to steam so Dorian gently nudged Bramen to step in to the shower. The water is warm, edging in to hot. It helps relax some of the tension in his shoulders.

"We should take more. I enjoy that."

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Bramen moved with Dorian into the shower, laughing as the hot water and steam hit him, enjoying the water and the feel of his boyfriend close to him. He leaned in for another kiss, the water streaming down on their hair and dripping down their faces, Bramen's arms slipping in around Dorian's shoulders again. Now that the heat from the shower and the steam was there to aid him, it was much easier to start rubbing at the man's back, willing that tension away.

"If your father was hanging art by Michaelangelo around your house as a boy, no wonder you developed a fondness for men," he grinned wide, nuzzling Dorian playfully, "But that's an idea for another shoot right there - things inspired by Michaelangelo's work..." The redhead cooed a bit and kissed along Dorian's jaw, pulling him in for another embrace as the water dripped between them.

"After all, you're already a work of art."

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There was a part of Dorian that didn't want Bramen to take care of him. Relying on someone was so difficult for him when he was used to being alone. But he wanted the comfort more than anything else right now.

"Mmm, how you soothe my ego," he said against Bramen's lips. "You know whenever you want to take pictures I'm available for you. Dressed, undressed, tasteful or dirty."

The pictures were wonderful for him. Every single one was a boost to his ego. He looked beautiful and it made him feel good. "But you should let me take some pictures of you sometime. You're beautiful. Others should know and see it."

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"I'm the photographer, remember?" Bramen teased, bringing his hands around to Dorian's arms, rubbing up and down them until he met with his lover's hands. He squeezed them and brought them up, kissing them through the water that poured down over their naked bodies. "But I suppose I could let you take a few, maybe get a few nice ones of me for your phone or to put somewhere in your office... Once I'm no longer your student, of course."

The idea of Dorian keeping a picture of him was more exciting than it ought to be. Bramen kept a number of Dorian on his phone - but the majority of them were all from their photoshoots. He liked to keep them on hand for whenever there were potential clients who wanted a quick glance at his work - but there were a few candid shots of Dorian on there. Among his favourites were ones of the man in the early morning. Even askew and looking like something of a mess, he was still incredibly handsome.

"I think I'm most content just taking pictures of you. It's relaxing to help you pose, getting you done up..."

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"A few more my phone would be nice," he said softly as he nuzzled his ear. "Something to gaze at with longing when you're busy with other classes or at work. Perhaps something sexy for myself to enjoy alone."

He tugged his hands free of Bramen's so that he could caress them over his young, fit body that was so nice against his. The warm water made their skin soft and slick. His hands moved easily over him.

"I do adore your attention solely on me. It makes me feel very special."

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"My attention, the attention of my classmates, attention of every judge at the art shows my work goes to," Bramen cooed with another kiss, his body writhing a bit under Dorian's touch. "I don't think I've ever had a model quite as versatile as you are..." he bumped his nose against Dorian's own, closing his eyes to keep the water out of them.

"Then again, I've never dated one of my models before... Considering most of my models up until you were people's pets," he said it with a laugh, very glad he was able to move up in the world from pet photography - though it was still a decent source of income. Though it definitely paled in comparison to the pride he felt when he received praise for his work involving Dorian. Dorian was truly a piece of art.

"You should feel special. You make me feel that way too."

Ugh, vet day with the horse is the worst.

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"You are, darling, you are incredibly special." He tenderly kissed Bramen's cheek. He's special. It's why Dorian hasn't gotten bored with him.

If it was dull, boring or stupid Dorian would have thrown him out ages ago. It never would have made it this far.

"I adore you," Dorian said softly, the water almost loud enough to drown him out but he had to say it.He needed Bramen to know so that he wouldn't think what his father said had any baring on how Dorian felt about him.

Ouch, sounds like a nightmare. Horse okay though?

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Bramen heard it. Even though the spray of the shower, he heard the man's tender words. He met Dorian's lips with another kiss, hands moving up into the man's hair, combing through it with his fingers. He let the water seep into it, further wetting those dark locks. He tangled his fingers in them and nuzzled his nose against Dorian's own.

The two hadn't been together long - and maybe Bramen was foolish for letting his heart flutter as it did around the man. Yet he didn't care. If he was a fool, so be it. He was a fool and he very much adored the man before him. He pressed another kiss against the older man's mouth, letting his lips brush against Dorian's as he spoke.

"I couldn't adore you more," he said fondly, opening his eyes despite the water pouring down his face. He eased back a little, reaching behind himself to grab the soap that was kept on the shelf, stepping forward again to start rubbing the bar along Dorian's shoulders and down his chest. He wanted to take care of the man, he wanted to look after him - after the morning they had, Dorian deserved a little pampering.

She's fine. Just needed spring shots and a teeth cleaning.

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Well, that was beautiful but also terrifying. Dorian didn't know what to do about all of that besides continue to take advantage of the foolish feelings Bramen had for him.

"Even after seeing my father?" he asked, though honestly, he should stop and not press his luck.

He left his hands resting on Bramen's hips while he took care of him, cleaning him with soap. He hoped his lover would clean his hair as well. Dorian adored fingers in his hair.

Good to hear! I need to schedule my cat's check-up and shots... He's easier than a horse I imagine.

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"Even after seeing your father," Bramen repeated as a statement, soaping up his lover's chest and down his side. The bar travelled back up and under Dorian's arm, scrubbing his armpit and coming around to his biceps. The water washed the soap away quickly enough but it still left a clean feeling in its wake.

"I'm not about to judge you for his actions."