This was good. This was a good idea. Gabe was happy. Sir was happy. It was good.
After the plate was emptied, and Gabe had recovered a little of his energy and equilibrium, Sir stood again, and they went to watch the demonstrations in the other rooms.
Wax art was something they hadn’t done before, but might consider. The sub in that room gasped and quivered so beautifully when his Mistress drizzled the melted wax over his skin. And when she peeled the cooled wax up, the red marks it left behind were intriguing. “What do you think, angel?” Sir asked softly, watching Gabe as much as the display itself. “Should we invest in a candle set?”
“It’s pretty,” Gabe offered with a nod. It might be fun to play with, either on Gabe’s skin, or Sir’s. It was worth considering. Besides, he’d liked watching the man’s eyes, the way he couldn’t seem to look away from the dancing flame.