indeedsir_backup | Jeeves and the Pea Test 3 of 4

I was going to add a bit of pronz to thank everybody for their kind comments. And here it is, at the end of chapter two. Or you can just read the extra bit in the cut. Following that, is the link to part 3, which came out of the !Virgin sex of part two... So anyway, hope you like!

“That song, the one you played in there? I, um, sort of wrote that.” Bertie was blushing and speaking to his shoes. “I was trying to make something as musical as your voice.”
Reginald couldn’t let himself look at Bertie after that statement, it would break his willpower. Instead, he pulled Bertie to his rooms. What they did behind that closed door, was unobserved by anyone interested in propriety. Jeeves locked the door behind him with trembling hands. He turned to put those hands on Bertie, but Bertie pounced on him too quickly. Automatically, they seemed to find that place where kissing was beautiful and fun, no trace of awkwardness. Reginald forgot he had hands, until they touched Bertie’s skin. Bertie gasped, and Reginald’s head smacked into the door behind him. Eyes locked they stood and breathed, even as their bodies searched for the next step in the dance.
“You are so,” Reginald started to say. He stopped to hear what Bertie had said at the same time.
“Your eyes are,” Bertie stopped for the same reason, and smiled joyfully at this bit of silliness
“Beautiful!” They said together, before kissing away any further attempts at speaking. Reginald found a new skill; undressing another person without letting them out of an embrace. Bertie found that source of perpetual joy he knew existed. He’d searched all his life for a reason to be as happy as he seemed, and now he was looking up at a mostly dressed Jeeves from where he sat on the side of a bed.
“When did I get to the bed?” Bertie asked, but he wasn’t concerned with the answer when Jeeves pulled off his princely finery. When Jeeves was down to his underclothes, Bertie scooted back onto the bed. Jeeves seemed to hesitate, talking himself into dropping those underclothes, before he did so. As quickly as he could, Jeeves climbed onto the bed and sat beside Bertie. It wasn’t fast enough, because Bertie got a good look at naked, erect Jeeves. “What am I going to do with that?”
Jeeves pulled back from the kiss he was aiming at Bertie. “Pardon me, Sir?”
“Oh, it’s not you, love! It’s me, I don’t have any idea, with, well, um.” A deep breath to end the stammering, and Bertie tried again. “Take a stallion and a filly. They’re not shy, and it’s easy to see part a goes into socket b and whatnot. I’ve not done this with a human filly, mind you, but I have a general idea. You, not so much.”
“I understand the difficulty, as I have not studied this area, anymore than you have.”
“What? You don’t know all about this?”
“No. It wasn’t a priority. I expected to marry for the benefit of my kingdom, not someone I desired.”
“Oh. I see. So what do we do?”
“We have fun figuring it out.”
“Excellent idea, love!”
Gangly arms shot out and encircled Jeeves, who was smiling as he leaned in to kiss Bertie. Falling to his side on the mattress, with Bertie securely in his arms, Jeeves laid them down with the intention of caressing every inch of Bertie. Instead he found his right hand on Bertie’s cock, which made Bertie arch and moan. Jeeves experimented, squeezing, stroking, and seeing what move got which reaction out of Bertie. He was so beautifully expressive that Jeeves knew he’d never enjoyed an experiment more! Teasing the vein on the underside with his right hand, Jeeves let his left thumb trace over the head of Bertie’s cock. Bertie tried to say something, but moaned instead. Reginald watched Bertie splatter his stomach, but kept his hand moving until Bertie’s spasms stopped.
“Jeeves?” Bertie’s voice was soft, his expression dazed when he looked up to speak.
“Yes, love?”
“You’re a natural.”
“Thank you, I’m sure.”
“How soon can we do that again?”
“As I haven’t done it yet, it may be quite a while.”
“Right! I should help you with that.”
“I’ve fixed it before, and you seem to need your rest.”
“Tish, Jeeves!”
“Tish, Sir?”
“And tosh, that’s the stuff of nonsense.”
With a noticeable effort Bertie wrenched his focus to Jeeves. Half of his mouth was curved as Bertie watched Jeeves, his Jeeves, looking so happy. Reginald forgot to notice what he was feeling when a hand that wasn’t his touched his cock. Bertie moved both hands and set to play with enthusiasm. It was strange and wonderful, and Reginald still couldn’t believe Bertie would do this for him. He came, and found Bertie cuddled up to him when he came down. Reginald wanted to say something, but a soft murmur had him look to Bertie. The man was asleep, with a huge smile on his face. Jeeves smiled, and pulled Bertie to him.

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