Unsurprisingly Nye felt better the next morning as it was the first morning in days he was free of drugs, not that he knew that of course. Without the dampening fog of drugs the pain was sharper but he soon forgot it because Adam was in top form. He was attentive, complimentary and charming. This was what had attracted Nye in the first place and he found himself falling all over again, despite the pain and the nagging sensation that this was wrong, all wrong.
After breakfast they went on a drive through the lakes and had lunch at a very exclusive restaurant. Nye was feeling more relaxed and happy than he had for weeks. The hours of driving, encased by the soft leather of Adam's very expensive sports car and the feeling of the wind through his hair had lifted his spirits and wiped away all the doubts that had been haunting him.
As they were sipping coffee Nye became aware of Adam watching him with a strange expression on his face. He began to feel uneasy.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Yes there is. Why are you looking at me like that? Have I done something to upset you?"
"Upset me? What could you possibly have done to upset me?"
"I don't know it's just..." Adam smiled, his smile lighting up his whole face.
"Nye... I wish I could tell you how beautiful you are, how special, how much you mean to me, but there are no words, nothing special enough to convey the depth of my feeling.
Nye's eyes widened and his lips gaped. "I..."
"No... don't say anything, not yet. There's something I want to say to you, to ask of you." Nye's stomach dropped. There was something wrong... something terribly wrong. Adam's face was so stern, so serious. Was he going to say that it was over? Was it because of last night? He knew he had been a baby, he had doubted and he had been a precious brat. Had he made Adam change his mind, to stop loving him? He couldn't bear it if he had.
"Adam, I know I was a baby last night... I was stupid... I... I'm sorry..."
"Nye... you have nothing to be sorry for. There is nothing wrong. Please just listen to me. Believe it or not this is hard for me. I have never done this before."
"Done what?" Nye's voice was tiny, forced out through a tight, constricted throat. His eyes were wide and Adam's heart jumped. He was just so fucking beautiful, so sweet.
"Look, I'm getting you wound up and upset and that is the last thing I ever intended. So I am just going to say this. I love you Nye. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone and I..." He licked dry lips and put his hand into his pocket putting something on the table and sliding it over towards Nye. "I want you to have this."
Nye looked at the object, puzzled. It was a silver ring, not a finger ring, more like a keyring and from it hung a charm. It was made of gold in the form of two capital letter 'A's intertwined, encrusted with gems which Nye suspected were diamonds. He reached out for it and stared hard at it.
"I... don't understand."
"It's us. A for Adam and A for Aneurin."
"Yeah... I got that but why? Why a keyring?"
Adam smiled and ducked his head, looking coy. "It's so you can have somewhere to keep these." He slid more objects over the counter. Four keys. Nye raised his head a puzzled frown on his face.
Adam touched each of the keys in turn and named them, pushing them closed to Nye one by one as he did so. "The Club, the dungeon, the car and...." his fingers lingered over the last one before he slid it over to join the others, "the flat."
He looked up sharply but Nye's face was still blank. Suddenly he grinned.
"Do you still not understand?" Nye shook his head. "I'm giving them to you Nye, all of them... not just the keys. You've become part of me and I want you to be part of my life, my partner in every sense."
Nye's mouth fell open as the full impact of Adam's words hit him. "You.., you mean... are you sure? Are you really sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I love you and I want you to be with me forever, part of my life. I want you to be more than just a lover, more than just another in a long line of pretty boys who have pleased me for a time and then moved on. I'm not asking you to marry me... that's not my style and maybe it will never come to that but... I am making a commitment to you, more than I ever have to anyone before.
"Will you move in with me? Help me run The Club? Be my partner not just my lover?"
"Yes... yes of course I will."
Adam shook his head. "Before you say yes there are some things you need to understand first. This is a two way commitment. You can't just step in and help me manage The Club... first you have to learn, that means starting at the bottom. You're going to have to work hard. I will expect you to spend time behind the bar, getting to know the staff, the clients and..." he paused and bit his lip, looking so uncertain that Nye's heart dropped.
"You're going to have to spent time in the dungeon. If you are going to help me run it you are going to have to experience it, all of it." He grasped Nye's stunned hands and stared deeply into his eyes. "I want to train you, properly, so that you will be able to take a full active role in it all. That kind of thing does not come with knowledge, only with experience. I swear to you that what happened last time will never happen again. I will take better care for you than I do of myself."
Nye stared at him, waiting for the fear, the doubt, the misgivings... but they never came. They were overwhelmed by the fact that Adam, the man he loved with all his heart was offering him more than he could ever have hoped for, have even imagined.
"Yes Adam... of course I understand that I have to start at the bottom and be trained. I would never have expected to be handed it all on a plate. I will work hard I swear it. I will make you proud. You won't regret this."
"And... and you're okay with the dungeon?"
"I... I won't lie to you. It's not my favourite place. It scares me and I... the things... but I love you Adam. I know how important it is to you and I know that it is an important part of the business and that I need to gain the respect of the staff and clients so..." He tilted his head back, sticking out his chin. "I'll do whatever it takes. I'd do anything for you... even getting to like the dungeon."
Adam leaned forwards and stroked his cheek. "Nye you are the most incredible person I have ever met. I didn't think it was possible to love you more... but I was wrong."
Nye had never been happier. He felt that his heart was going to burst and all the doubts and fears he had been harbouring for the last few days vanished. They were no more... there was nothing more... nothing that was important in his life but Adam.
But Adam was frowning again. "There is one more thing."
"Anything."
"I have my own... commitments and obligations. No one comes to this business automatically in charge, in control. Everyone has to learn from the bottom up, just like you are... even me. I was once exactly where you are now, except that I wasn't in love with the man who trained me... my Master. That relationship is a special one, a lifelong one. You can't go through with this kind of training without forming some kind of connection with the trainer.
"I don't have to ask his permission to train you. I have never submitted to anyone to that extent. But I would like to have his blessing. I want you to meet him, to be approved by him."
"Of course Adam. I want to meet your friends, to be accepted by them."
Adam looked uncomfortable. "Not 'approved of' Nye, 'approved by'."
Nye was confused. "What do you mean?"
"Lian was the one who trained me. He taught me all the things that I am teaching you. He approved me as a trainer and ... although technically I don't have to have his seal of approval on anyone I train for them to be accepted I want you to be special. There is... sometimes trainers develop a deeper relationship with those they train... they become... more than just master and slave, trainer and trainee. In those cases it is traditional to have the trainer approve the coupling."
"That's fine. I... I want to be approved, to have our relationship recognised in whatever way it can be. Don't you understand I would do anything for you? I love you."
"Even if it means..." He paused looking down and Nye started to feel uncomfortable.
"Means what? What are you thinking about?"
"The kind of 'approval' I'm thinking of is... not what you are thinking. He would have to... test you."
"Test me? What kind of test?" Adam looked up and Nye saw the truth in his eyes. "Oh."