It was almost unfair the way Alcuin made him feel; emotions he had long put to rest, desire that he had so carefully squashed both stirred by his smart, quick and beautiful lover. Ah, and talented too. Nikola inhaled, his breath sounding a little tortured as Alcuin moved in his lap. Unfair but Nikola kept his hands mostly to himself.

"Yes," Nikola murmured, exhaling, a pleased smile flickering across his features at the thought of that. Alcuin on his knees, Alcuin teasing him, torturing him with such pleasure. "I want you on your knees Alcuin, love."