Lucien was quite alright with handing over power to Faolan in these circumstances, but he had found himself enjoying it when he was allowed to do the same. The Irishman was an incredibly strong person, who would normally not bend to anyone's will. Being given that power over him was a completely different feeling. 

It made him feel special, that he was the only person who could make Faolan feel like this, the only one who could make him react in this way, and it was that desire to see more that brought him to his current position, unable to hold back a smile upon his lips as he heard Faolan's sounds of pleasure. 

He found himself stopping however when Faolan placed a hand on his shoulder. His expression softened as he saw the anxiety that was reflected in his green eyes. He reached out and placed his hand on top of Faolan's and gave it a small reassuring squeeze, a more gentle smile upon his lips now.

[color=burlywood]"I know."[/color] He said, running his thumb over the man's hand. [color=burlywood]"But I want to."[/color] His tone was soft, still tinged with his previous desire, but it was genuine. He wanted to make sure Faolan knew he was alright with this. His words seemed to put Faolan at ease and allowed him to continue.

Lucien did not regret the choice he had made. The pleasurable sounds that escaped Faolan through this endeavor had only invigorated the Frenchman further, and after the deed was done, the two men could stop themselves from embracing each other once more, relishing in the bliss of each other's bodies until they were both satisfied.

-

The two had eventually tired each other out. Lucien laid with his head on Faolan's chest, arm resting over the man's abdomen as they had pulled the blanket over themselves. A lot more time had passed than Lucien had thought. Faolan was half asleep, and his heartbeat was slow and calm, which Lucien found it quite peaceful to listen to. As much as he didn't want to move, he knew he still had to go make that phone call. Once that was out of the way.. well.. they could enjoy each other's company for the rest of the day.

He forced himself to sit up, and shifted slightly to press his lips against Faolan's cheek. [color=burlywood]"I'll be right back."[/color] He said quietly, before reluctantly slipping out of the bed. He decided to get himself cleaned up in the bath and changed into something simple, before leaving the room and heading downstairs to ask the landlord to use his telephone. 

It took the Bookstore owner a few rings to answer. 

[color=burlywood]"Mr. Bernard, it's Lucien. I apologize for not calling earlier, but I was hoping it would be alright if I took a day off today?"[/color] He asked. 

[b]"Lucien? Yes, of course. I was wondering where you were since you usually show up early. Feel free, you work too much if you ask me."[/b] He said. 

At this, Lucien chuckled. [color=burlywood]"So I've heard. Thank you, Mr. Bernard."[/color] He added, before hanging up the phone. He was going to head back, but decided to give Marcel a phone call as well. He wasn't really inclined to leaving Faolan to go to work today. He did enjoy all this time he had spent with him today so far, but he still had a lot of things he wanted to talk to him about, and wanted to spend more of the day doing that. Marcel had been just as understanding, and with that done Lucien went to get the both of them breakfast. Luckily they weren't completely out yet. 

Lucien returned to their room with their food and placed it on the table, before he walked back to the bed and reached out to place a hand gently on Faolan's cheek. 

[color=burlywood]"Are you up for some breakfast? Or did I tire you out again?"[/color] He asked softly, a hint of amusement in his tone.