Chapter 41

"You can do that later." Ivan replied. His eyes still closed.

"Um. That's not how it works. I could actually get sick if I leave it as is." Henko spoke out. Ivan's eyes shot open and stared at Henko.

"Are you serious?" Ivan questioned in disbelief.

"Why would I lie?" Henko questioned. Did Ivan think he was making up an excuse to leave or something? Ivan sat up. He threw the covers off the two and picked up Henko into his arms.

"Wait! What are you doing?" Henko questioned as Ivan stood up off of the bed.

"We are going to take a shower and clean you up." Henko went red with embarrassment.

"I can't do that!" Henko almost yelled.

"Why not?"

"Because it's embarrassing!" Henko hid his face.

"How?"

"I don't like men that I just slept with watch me clean myself after they have cum inside me!" Henko yelled. His voice sounded muffled due to it still hiding in Ivan's chest.

"I really don't see the difference." Ivan replied. He was already in front of the door that leads to the shower. "I fingered you. I've seen what your asshole looks like before being fingered and after I had my dick inside you. So, what's the difference that I see you with my cum dripping from your ass?" Ivan questioned.

"There is!"

"And what is that exactly?" Henko didn't want to tell him. It was just too embarrassing. Even if he had seen his ass in those situations, this one was entirely different. While Henko was quarrelling with Ivan, he didn't realize that they had already made their way inside the bathroom. Ivan put down Henko as he started the shower.

"Ivan. Can I please not have you in here as I clean myself?" Henko sweetly asked.

"Nope." Ivan spoke without waiting for a second to think about it. "I'm dirty too. I am also going to take a shower." The sound of water was heard. Ivan turned to face Henko. "And who knows. Maybe we will go another round while we are at it." Henko saw the smirk on Ivan's face. Henko couldn't help but smile to himself. What was he going to do with this man?

Henko slowly opened his eyes. He was unsure what time it was in the dark room. Patting to the side of the bed, knew he was by himself. Slowly sitting up he looked around the room. Henko pulled his legs up to his chest and crossed his arms around them. His body ached a little. He wasn't sure if it was from the bruises or the love making they did. Ivan had taken Henko in the shower and again on the bed. Instead of taking another shower, Ivan just wiped down Henko's body and made sure he didn't come inside again. These past few days were really something. First Dante's betrayal, then finding out Ivan never was getting married. Also, the two of them confessing their love. Henko buried his head into his hands with embarrassment. He couldn't believe that Ivan had taken him as a lover.

Henko sat in the bed for a few more minutes scanning the room. He was completely alone. He crawled out of the bed and found a light switch. When he turned it on, he was in awe with the room he was staying in. It was huge. The bed was a king size and there were several dressers and tables scattered around the room. He noticed something on top of the table stand next to the bed. Walking back to the bed. Henko grabbed the paper and sat down.

I have things I have to do. There is an outfit I think you'd find your taste in the closet. Also, I got a new wig and makeup over by the corner of the room. If you want, dress yourself as you always do.

Ivan

Henko smiled. Putting the paper back down on the table stand. He made his way over to the closet and opened it. There were several dark blue suits but a set of clothing stood out from the rest. It was a baby pink frilly dress. Pulling it out of the closet, he looked at the design and fell in love. It had pink flowers all over the dress. It was a short sleeve dress that come down to his knees. Henko couldn't wait to put it on. Looking around for the wig and make up, Henko found something hanging over a chair. Walking up to the table stand he found undergarment that he always wore underneath. On top of the small table was a long blonde wig sitting on a mannequin head. There was also a bag that sat next to it. Henko peaked into the bag and was surprised with the quality of makeup that was inside. Pulling one thing out after another, he read off the brands. These brands were not cheap either. A mirror sat on the table which helped allow Henko to make his change. He was even surprised that he had hairnet and pins ready for him as well. Henko began his transformation.

Looking at his new outfit completed, Henko couldn't help but smile. He had found some pink high heels that matched the dress he was wearing that were sitting by the table. They had a strap that held a flower at the end where the buckle was. There was no way that Ivan could've picked out such a girly dress. However, when the two met, he was always wearing such bright colors. He wanted to see his lover as soon as possible. Maybe he was somewhere inside the building. After double checking that his makeup and wig were perfect, Henko left the room.

"Oh, you're interested." Devan spoke. Henko just nodded. "Normally, when the boss needed to get something, he'd usually just send one of us out to do it for him. But in your case. He wanted to be the one to go. It took several hours just to find this one dress. He wanted to make sure that he was getting something that you would like. I've never seen him act that way and be as picking as he was." Henko smiled. Ivan really cared about what dress he was going to buy him. Tears started to swell up in his eyes. He couldn't be any happier than he was right now.

"What's wrong?" Devan questioned. Henko rubbed his eyes a bit, making sure not to mess up his eye liner.

"Ivan is so…." Henko started. "I would've liked anything that he had gotten me. I wouldn't be picky about that."

"Well, guess he feels different about that." Henko smiled at Devan.

"That just shows how much he cares."

"Wow! Such a drama queen." The two men heard Mark speak out. "Why not go back to your shop you call a bar with your other drag queens." Henko's head cleared up. He had no time to be dreaming about the clothes and makeup he had gotten. He needed to open the shop.

"What time is it?" Henko questioned.

"Oh um…" Devan looked down at his watch. "Its 3:42 pm. Why?"

"I need to go. I need to get everything ready for opening up the bar." Henko spoke out. "How do I get out of here?"

"Finally, the fag is leaving." Mark made a comment. Devan just glared at the man. He turned to face Henko again.

"I can take you to the entrance."

"No, that's fine. Just give me the direction out of this house." Devan no longer wanting to fuss over walking Henko out, finally gave him the way out. Henko thanked him and headed out.

"By the way Devan."

"What is it Mark?" Devan made his way back over to his spot. Picking up a fresh can and opening it.

"Isn't there going to be a guest coming soon?"

"Oh, you mean her! Yeah. But I don't know when."

"Should we get ready for her or…"

"Naw. She's not our problem." Devan took a swig of his drink. He'd rather not have anything to do with that woman.