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Dancer loved every moment with Michael, finding him to be the perfect dominant. He gave just enough pain with even more pleasure, teasing him until he was begging, only then letting him have his pleasure. By the time Michael finally stopped, dancer was panting heavily for breath, his body covered in sweat as he laid in Michael's arms.

He wanted nothing more than to simply lay like this but he knew they had to take a bath, to wash off the sweat and blood. So he pushed himself up with a soft groan, loving how sore his body was and the sting of sweat in the scratches and bites he'd gotten, and got out of the bed to head into the bathroom on unsteady legs to start the water in the tub.

Only then did he remember Michael's concern for him during the full moon with Dev and gave a soft chuckle as he added a soothing oil to the water just as Michael followed him into the bathroom, "Don't worry too much about Dev, Michael... I gather that you met him during the rescue... Well, he'd have been worried about Snow, the female vampire he's taken up with... He's usually not that grouchy... Most of the time he's got a twisted sense of humor and in tiger form, he's a p***y cat with me... He's usually the one that takes care of me after I deal with a bad 'patient'..." he explained with a small smile as he eased himself into the tub with a pleased moan when the oil started to relax his muscles.

"My father thinks he's an insane idiot because he prefers partners who are more dangerous, more likely to hurt him... When Snow first fed from him, she wrapped a silver whip around him and dragged him into my spare room... When she finished, he left first and she left here looking rather frustrated, confused, and obviously turned on. He's now moved himself into her room and wears a collar she put on him, refusing to take it off..." he added as he relaxed even more in the hot water and finally reached for the sponge and cleaning oil, intent on taking care of Michael first as he had last night.

Dancer was a bit startled when Michael started cleaning him instead, but found that he dearly loved it. He gave a soft moan as the sponge moved over his skin under Michael's hand, "That feels so good..." he admitted softly, not realizing how much of his scars that the vampire was seeing in the process.

In the bedroom, it wasn't as easy to see them with the way he had that room lit. But the bathroom was better lit and the light showed every scar in sharp detail. Including the newest ones of claw marks across his chest, thighs, back and a** that he'd gotten from Sebastet when he'd helped her release some of her temper so that she'd be able to get back to her work. Those scars were still pink against his tanned skin and showed how much he put his body through with his 'patients'...

The ones across his back and a** were healing much better than the ones in front, mainly thanks to his father's healing skills.

He was also now showing a bit of bruising from his contortionist act getting out of the cell in the swamp, again showing how much he took care of others at the risk of his own skin.

When Michael finished washing his body, he returned the favor with a teasing grin, making sure that he was not well-behaved in the process.

Desha gave a shrug of one shoulder as he finally took his hands away from Michael's very tempting body and answered the question honestly, considering his answer before he gave it.

"I guess it's much the same for my father as it is for me... He heals the body and hates to see someone in pain... For me, I see the inner pain, the pain that people hide away and allow to fester in their hearts and souls... For example, Sebastet has a temper. But it's one that can be very destructive if it escapes the seals she has on it. She usually uses the soothing scent of a night-blooming jasmine that she created to help maintain those seals. But when her temper gets loose, she can easily hurt those who don't deserve it. Her jasmine was destroyed a little while back and she sealed herself away when the seals on her temper started to fray. My father managed to get the plant re-created, but Sebastet had to be able to move freely again before the plant was restored. I knew that if she could vent just a little of the rage she keeps bottled up inside, she'd be able to do that. No one else could have survived her rage. But I knew I could. So I went down and let her do that. As a result, she was able to see Rebecca when she first arrived, deal with Eric, and handle the crisis here when we were kidnapped. If she'd still been locked away, Eric would have taken Rebecca away, and we wouldn't have had your aid to get back home," he explained, using the best example he could as well as one of the most recent.

"Then there are moments like down in that cell. I knew Ora couldn't handle what was happening, that she would have been useless during the escape as well. So I put her in a sleep-like trance that enabled us to get her home. I also softened the memories of what happened, eased her fears so that she could shift form, and ensured that she wouldn't have any nightmares. Times like that are the extreme of what I do.

"But I also help those like Gypsy, a demon/vampire hybrid who became addicted to demon blood. It was what brought her demonic half out, something more like Ash in full demonic form but a much older type of demon and much more dangerous. I had to dilute the demon blood in her system with mine and help her learn how to push her demonic half back. That meant that we had to sleep in the same bed for months. And that I had to help her deal with her nightmares as well. Keep in mind that she was Turned while a slave in ancient Egypt, well over five thousand years ago. That's alot of time to build up nightmares. There were times I had to hold her down and snap her out of it and other times when I got hurt in the process. But now she's able to function normally and even deal with her demonic half without going insane," he added those two examples and hoped Michael would be able to understand.

He got himself out of the tub and lead the way into his bedroom, pointing out some clothes that had been left for Michael in his size by the older human man that took care of his rooms and selected a simple pair of linen shorts and a loose-fitting shirt, both in pale shades of green and blue that accentuated his eyes and actually looked good on him instead of ridiculous then paused to tilt his head at Michael, "What I do is something no one else here can do, help others deal with their inner pain before it becomes something that would hurt themselves or others... It's something I have to do... If I get hurt doing it, that's fine with me, as long as they become safe to be around again... Can you understand that?" he finally added that last bit, hoping he wasn't making a muddle of it all...

Dancer actually found himself blushing under Michael's words then got lost in his kiss. So it took him a moment to understand what Michael was telling him after that.

He shook off his dazed look and grinned when understanding hit him, "That must be a useful gift to have... And yes, a trip to the beach sounds wonderful. I haven't been swimming in over a month..." he said simply and headed for the door with Michael behind him.

He found that he liked having someone around who would look out for him, someone who liked everything about him. And he liked Michael for himself, as well as his dominant nature. He considered asking him to move in with him but thought that he'd probably do better by hinting at it by getting a larger bed first...

Michael smiles at him kissing him back as his eyes stayed on him. Michael's eyes didn't show lust or passion, but love as looking at Dancer seeing him before him, he started to think he couldn't see himself without Dancer at his side. As Dancer started to help remove his close, He smiled helping Dancer with his as well, taking care of him just as he was with him.

"This might sound a bit cheesy, but I can't imagine spending the rest of my life without you by my side." Michael says warmly, cupping Dancer's cheek and softly rubbing it with his thumb and leaned down to give him a brief loving deep kiss as he couldn't resist his sweet lips.

Michael smiled as Dancer said he felt the same way, getting in the tub with him and enjoyed his pampering. Once Dancer was done, Michael gladly help return the favor as he pampered his lover back.

When Dancer gazed up at him and asked him a question he never thought someone would ask from him and surprisingly it brought a warm smile to his face, as he softly wrapped his arms around Dancer wanting him to relax seeing him nervous to ask such a thing as he never wanted Dancer to be nervous to ask him anything. Looking into his wonderful two different colored eyes with his baby blues "Yes I know of it and I have been told how its done, but for all the years I lived, I have never once thought I would be ok with going through with it, till I met you. Are you wishing for me to mark you?" Michael asked Dancer with a calm cool tone, with a warm loving smile gazing in his eyes as he wanted Dancer to be sure.

Michael smiles warmly at him and leans down to kiss him deeply and then softly breaks the kiss laying his forhead on Dancers looking to his eyes. "If I am to give you my mark then I want you to give me yours, I wannt us to fully connected and I wouldn't want anyone else to bond with me but you." Michael says softly cuddling Dancer in the water his hands softly rubbing over Dancers soft wet skin.

Michael smiles as Dancer hugged him seeing his words made him very happy and it made Michael feel very good as he was really sure he wanted Dancers mark on him and he never thought he would say these few words to someone and real mean it till now and he hoped him saying it wasn't too soon to say but he had to say it. "I Love You Dancer" Michael whispered warmly to Dancer holding him that warm embrace.