Et tu, Brute?

[Aiden Finnegan]

Aiden was familiar with Methos, but he had never really listened to the artist. Oh, he knew all of the man’s greatest hits, but he was not familiar with the songs that ‘hardcore fans’ knew and loved. That all changed over the course of 24 hours. Sage had supplied him with a new Wallet and it included a number of select playlists that contained songs unfamiliar to Aiden. Sharing music was just as intimate to him as sex was. That had been the first time that Sage had shared such things with him, so Aiden gobbled up every second of it; as a result, he found a new respect for Methos, despite having a musical battle with the man a few nights prior.

                The music had inspired Aiden to redecorate their room at the mansion, despite the fact that he had his own mansion to finish on the outskirts of Moscow. That project had taken a back-burner to what was happening now. True, he would have preferred to move Sage into his own abode, but they were about to leave the country for an unknown amount of time; one bedroom seemed far more simple a project than re-designing an entire wing for his boyfriend. Aiden knew that Sage needed a lot of space to set up his techno hub, and that would require hiring a whole new set of contractors and designers. That was not something they could accomplish over the course of a week… Aiden made a mental note to contact his personal assistant to begin the project while the pair galavanted with Jaxen Marveet in Ireland. Once they returned, Aiden would be able to surprise Sage with his own mini-headquarters within the mansion located outside of Moscow. Although, Aiden suspected whatever his contractors designed would be inferior to whatever Sage needed… Still, it would be a nice starting point for his boyfriend.

                Methos’ Fertile Anomaly Album blared through the speakers of the stretch limo that Sage and Aiden were currently riding in. It had quickly become Aiden’s favorite, and despite the sensual songs and the freely-flowing whiskey between the two, Aiden kept his hands to himself. They had had a particularly rousing night just 20 hours prior and he had resolved to let his boyfriend recover. Aiden still bore the scratch marks on his back from that encounter and he was not eager to acquire more. Sage was an animal once you worked him into the right mood.

                The back half of the limo was stuffed full of different wallpapers, cushions, devices, and other accouterments for the new lair that Aiden had planned out for the room. They had been shopping for eight hours and Sage had politely not said a damn thing about the new space, but Aiden had suspected that he knew exactly what they were doing. It was getting late, though, so they had rerouted back towards Dorian’s mansion. Aiden would unload the parcels and begin his work in the morning.

                Aiden opened up the mini fridge and poured himself a glass of chilled whiskey, “So… Why do you think Nox has been avoiding us?”

                He wasn’t about to ask whether or not Sage would consider trying to draw Nox into their relationship, the idea was tempting, but it was purely one-sided. The urge was an old habit left over from Aiden’s relationship with Kyle, but still, it was there… Perhaps if Sage had suggested it… There was no doubt that he had a past with Nox, but closet cases were notoriously difficult. Aiden loved Sage. He did. That was a strong word, but there it was. A third always complicated things, but if Sage had feelings for Nox… Aiden did find the man attractive and intellectually intriguing…

                Time would tell.

                They were still a good fifteen minutes from the mansion.