My Oh My

[DoTheLimbo]

It was a hazy morning. After about three days of rain, the sky had only a few clouds and a light fog was set across the landscape. The ground was still wet from the previous night’s rain. This was very evident in the mud as Blake walked along the forest path. He didn’t mind getting his shoes dirty, as always he would just make one of the servants go buy him new boots. Besides his mind was preoccupied with more important matters. The teenager glanced over his shoulder. He was suppose to meet Dee by the forest edge. Blake hoped the other would show up, he would be very upset if he was ditched.

Holding onto his horses’ reins, he stopped by a rather large tree. His horse, a dark brown color, neighed softly. Blake sighed, reaching into the hunting pouch on his saddle. He pulled out a sugar cube. Placing it in the middle of his palm, he reached out letting the horse snatch it away. The boy tied the reins of the horse to a nearby branch. He wasn’t worried about the horse running off but he just wanted to be sure that didn’t happen.

Leaning against the tree trunk, Blake kept his gaze shifting over the forest edge looking for Dee. He let out a heavy sigh as his thoughts began to shift. The male was a tad nervous about how today would go. Blake was certain that he was going to make a move for Dee. The last few days Blake had thought about it long and hard. When he first met Dee, Blake was automatically attracted to the other boy. After all, Dee was good-looking and not of poor blood. At the same time, the circumstances of meeting Dee after the boy had laid with Galen had disturbed Blake somewhat. He did not like to think of his father in a situation such as that especially with a younger boy. Blake still thought that Dee was older around seventeen, but it was still a young age for his older father to become involved with. The day after however, Blake got over the idea of his father in the act of sex. After all, he was human too Blake supposed and besides Dee appeared to him to not really mind that Galen had advanced. At least that’s what Blake thought in his mind. The following day, another idea had invaded Blake’s plotting mind. Perhaps his father being involved with the boy was a good thing. Maybe he could closely befriend Dee and then do something terrible towards Dee in order to hurt Galen. Blake wasn’t quite sure what the terrible thing would be, but it was an idea he heavily considered. He hoped that by the time him and Dee went hunting he would have a plan down.

It wasn’t until yesterday that Blake got the inspiration he needed. He had been woken up in the very early morning right before dawn by a slap on the face. The boy had woken up to his apparently angry mother. It took him a few minutes and another slap later to realize that the reason was probably because the party didn’t go well. He endured a few more slaps before his mother left him alone. Unable to return to sleep he decided to go roam the manor. As he did, he went into the kitchen to get a pastry. While he was there , Blake couldn’t help but overhear a high-pitched giggling.  He recognized that giggling anywhere to be the dumb maid, Uli. He stood behind the doorway that led to the servants’ area of the kitchen which was separated from the general kitchen.

As he stood there, he eavesdropped the most interesting news. His father seemed to be quite the busy man in the last week or so and Blake wondered if maybe Galen had always done this and he was just finding out. If what Uli had said was true, it explained why his mother had woken him up so harshly. Galen had laid a guest from the party. Not only that but a male guest. As Uli went on describing to the maid’s in detail, Blake rubbed his cheek. He perked up the instant he heard the name Dubhdara. Wasn’t that the boy, Dee? But the way the maids were talking about it sounded as if he was an older man and a lord.

It had taken Blake just a little bit of research later that day to figure out that the Dubhdara that Uli was speaking of was Dee’s father. He formed a plan from this new information. It would make the hunting trip much easier for Blake to get in on Dee’s good side and for him to attempt to hurt his father emotionally.

Blake brought his hand up and rubbed his cheek as he remembered the previous day. It was badly bruised, purple and only slightly swollen. He was use to bruises and it was actually very easy to cover up if every asked about. Since he was so heavily into sports and hunting, he often used the excuse that he had fallen off his horse or hit a branch while riding. While it was embarrassing to admit that he messed up while training, it was less embarrassing then if he admitted that his mother was the one that landed the blows. He felt a sudden rush of anger as he thought about the reason he even had the bruise, his father’s careless actions. With the rush, Blake felt more assured that the actions he was going to take on the course of the day were the right ones to follow. He just hoped the bruise wouldn’t make him so unattractive that Dee would refuse.

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Dee had gone to the stables early so he could groom and tack his pony. Sure, the stable hands could have easily done the job but he preferred doing it himself. It just felt more personal. After all, it was HIS pony. And it had been such a long time since had gone riding! Let alone hunting, so the experience should be enjoyable or at least he hoped. At first, Dee was a bit hesitant about accepting Blake’s hunting invitation. He didn’t know Blake very well but then again... That would be most hypocritical of Dee to think like considering the acts he had committed in the past.

Upon arriving at the stables, Dee went straight to his pony’s stall. He greeted the pony with a hello and then its nose. “Hello, Bane,” His hand trailed over the anima’s long elegant face and then ran his fingers through the dark mane. Dee sighed heavily and then began to saddle Bane. The tacking up process didn’t take too long, probably around twenty minutes or even less. He gave the pony a quick brush so the coat would shine, even in the dull light of the sun.

“Blake!” Dee called out upon seeing a little red headed figure in the distance. The boy did look like a lot like his father minus the age and eye colour. Oh and the fact that his skin colour was a tad darker. Actually, now that Dee could have a closer look at Blake, he realised that the boy was quite cute! Especially with little nose like that. But… but the thing is… Dee had never, ever been with someone younger than him! Not once. Dee dismounted and led his pony next to Blake’s.  “So, Blake, how are you? I’m sorry that I’m late, I got a little distracted this morning.” Dee smiled but it soon faltered after seeing the bruise on Blake’s cheek. “Where did you get that bruise from? Fall of your horse?”

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Blake saw Dee in the distance. He wasn’t sure that it was the Dee until the figure called out. Straightening up, he walked away from the tree to wave towards Dee. He took a deep breath, getting ready for the day. Blake was just a tad nervous that the day wouldn’t play out the way he wanted it to. He hoped everything fell into place perfectly. “Morning, Dubhdara.” He greeted with a innocent smile on his pouty lips.

He waved his hand lightly up and down vertically, “No no, it’s fine. I just got here anyways.” Blake said, not wanting to sound like he had looked forward to this hunting trip for the past days. The boy was taken aback when the next question was about his bruise. He was use to questions, but usually they weren’t so sudden. But then again, this particular bruise was right on his cheek. Blake scoffed as if Dee had asked the stupidest question in the world, “Of course I fell off my horse.” He responded. Crossing his arms, he continued sarcastically, “No, I ran into a wall.”

Blake walked over to the two ponies. He scanned Dee’s horse before nodding, “Well, are you ready to head out?” The boy asked deciding it would be better if they started hunting and got their blood and endorphins running before he attempted anything.

[w0rmy]

Dee raised an eyebrow at Blake’s reaction. It was certainly unexpected but never the less it drew a smile across the boy’s face. The angry juvenile, little response had amused Dee. Anyway, it was nothing to look deeply into. It was after all, just a bruise right? “Settle petal.” The squire laughed softly, still amused by Blake’s behaviour.

“Of course, I’m ready.” Dee said before mounting his pony and grasping for the reins. “What do you want to hunt for? Pheasants? Doe?” It had been such a long time since had hunted, he had forgotten what was the hunters favourite. Did they still hunt foxes? And rabbits? Dee looked down at Blake and then at his horse, “Nice horse. What breed?”

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Blake mounted his horse, grabbing the reins off the branch and holding onto them. He walked the animal in a circle before coming up beside Dee. He shrugged lightly, “Foxes.” He said pretty certain. Blake enjoyed hunting foxes they were the most difficult in his mind and always had such beautiful furs he could take back. The boy scanned Dee’s horse as the other asked his question. Starting to gallop along the trail, he replied, “Welsh cob.”

As the horse went down it’s way, it neighed softly. Blake knew that it wanted another sugar cube but refused to give it to the horse. He had more important things to think about at the moment. Glancing over his shoulder at Dee, he spoke up, “So, is Dubhdara your father’s name as well?” He asked, his tone was that of a innocently curious question. Blake paused before testing the waters, “I believe my mother met him at a party the other night.”

[w0rmy]

Foxes! Dee hadn’t hunted foxes before! The only animals had hunted with his and associates had been rabbits and does. That had been very exciting, especially the rabbit! Oh, what a chase that it been. It had taken about half an hour but they finally manage to get an arrow through that vermin’s heart. Dee adjusted his bow a little so it was more comfortable, he didn’t want it to choke him after all. His curly red hair flicked behind him and without a doubt, it would be quite a mess when they stopped.

“Yes. We both share the same name. It has been done for five generations so it’s nothing new.” Dee replied. At first, he hadn’t thought much of the answer because he was far too fixed with the surroundings. “He went to a party? I wouldn’t know because I don’t sleep at home.” It was true. The last time Dee had slept at home was probably little over nine years ago, when he got sent off to become a squire. It wasn’t as if he wanted to stay home anyway.

“Come on, Blake. Lemme see what your hose can do.” Dee taunted and urged his horse past Blake’s.

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They had caught a fox already. It had been quite a struggle but with a bit of effort, they succeeded. During the hunt, Dee had lost quite a few arrows but that was okay. He wasn’t very good at it; he almost accidentally shot one passed by Blake’s head, missing by inches. God, Dee really needed to practise!

“Hey Blake!” Dee pulling at his pony’s reins, “Let’s find a clearing and rest for a bit!”

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Once they had found a suitable clearing, Dee dismounted and tied his horse to a fallen tree. He took of the saddle and then rested it against the mossy log. As Bane began to graze, Dee ran his hand along the pony’s chestnut fur and smiled. This animal was probably the only thing that brought a real joy to his life. Dee searched through his saddle bags and brought out a blanket to sit on. The grass was still most from previous rain and he didn’t want to get wet. “Come on, Blake.” Dee made a gesture with his hands for the two to sit down.  

Once Dee had settled down on the blanket, he trailed his odd coloured eyes over to Blake’s. He also spent his time looking over the boy’s features, particularly his lips. They were pouty and incredibly cute. “That was fun!” Dee smiled widely and fell back, resting his head on his hands. The sky was grey, so it was going to rain soon. “I haven’t hunted in ages. I usually go with father but he’s been so busy lately. Anyway, we should do this again! That fox was hard to catch but we got ‘im!” Dee laughed gently, “Got the little thing. You can keep the fur if you want. I don’t mind.”

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Blake nodded, his gaze looking forward keeping his thoughts a mystery to those trying to read his expression. He watched as Dee rode past him. Scrunching his nose in playful frustration, he gently snapped the reins of his horse, trotting after Dee.

The fox had been a bugger to catch. Through-out the course, Blake had hit a branch against his shoulder but only lost a couple arrows. When Dee almost hit him with an arrow, Blake accidentally slammed into another branch. After that his bruise cut open and began to lightly bleed. He spent a fair amount of time yelling at Dee but soon brought his focus back to the hunting.  Blake made a mental note that perhaps next time he should take Dee to archery instead so tat the squire could improve that skill.

Once caught, Blake kept the dead fox on the hook connected to his saddle. It was a rather fluffy fox with auburn fur and white streaks here and there. When Dee yelled out the suggestion of stopping to rest, Blake had no objections. His shoulder hurt and the near death experience with the arrow had left quite a nasty cut on the purple bruise on his cheek.

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As soon as the two found a safe spot to gather themselves and let their horses graze, Blake mimicked Dee and dismounted. He didn’t tie his horse to the tree. The boy wanted to show off that his horse was extremely obedient. He examined the dead fox on his saddle. It had a couple arrow wounds in it but other than that it was quite in tact. Blake refrained from taking it off to examine more closely. He had other things to take care of however.

Bringing his attention back to Dee, he watched as a blanket was brought out. He smiled, a blanket was a wonderful idea. Blake had just assumed to sit in the grass and get dirty but having a blanket was a nice surprise. He smiled as Dee gestured him to sit down. Walking over, Blake plopped down beside Dee. He kept his muddy boots off the blanket, stretching his arms high up. His back cracked softly before he returned his arms to his sides. He watched Dee curiously, now was the part in his plot where he would begin to look for an opening.

A very light sweat had formed on Blake’s body from the hunt. The excitement of the chase almost always made him perspire a tad. He watched as Dee’s gaze trailed over him. Blake wondered what exactly Dee was looking at before Dee suddenly fell back, a grin on his face. Blake nodded towards the other, “Yes, it was. I haven’t hunted foxes for quite some  time. It’s a pity too because I love the creatures to death.” He smiled at his own little sort of joke. Blake paused listening to Dee speak more. He felt happy that Dee had enjoyed himself so much. When Dee laughed, Blake joined him with a soft giggle. He nodded, “Yes, I love to have fox fur.” Blake responded. No thank you came from his lips however, he had expected Dee to give him the fox.

Blake shifted closer to the other boy on the blanket. Their hips gently touched and Blake didn’t acknowledge it, not moving away. He laid down on the blanket next to Dee. However, instead of laying on his back, he laid on his side facing Dee. Propping his head up with his elbow, it was Blake’s turn to gaze down Dee’s body. The other boy had charming features and a slight feel of hard work with the muscles that he sported. Blake especially loved Dee’s hair. It looked like it would be very soft to the touch.
“Well I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” Blake responded, that innocent smile playing on his lips again. He tried to think of something witty to say but failed. The boy almost wanted to say, and I hope you enjoy yourself again but decided that was too cheesy. Instead he reached over and began to play with a strand of Dee’s hair. His gaze flickered over the other’s face not leaving that area as he scooted a bit closer.

[w0rmy]

Dee saw Blake take off his boots and thought that would be a good idea. He didn’t want to get any mud on the blanket. Dee slipped off his riding boots and propped them against the log, right next to the saddle. While he lay down on the ground and listening to Blake talk, he ran his fingers through the dewy grass. Dee felt very relaxed but quite happy at the same time. He had enjoyed the experience immensely despite the fact he had nearly sent arrow through Blake’s head. When Blake had yelled at him, Dee couldn’t restrain his laughter. In fact, he had laughed so much he nearly fell off his pony and under its thundering hooves. And not once, through out this situation had Dee thought of Galen. Everything was far too distracting to concentrate on such a thing.

Dee giggled a little when Blake made the little joke. In the short time he had gotten to know Blake, he hadn’t heard the boy utter anything of the sort. It had been such a long time since Dee had been with someone his age, not including the other squires.  But then again, he rarely socialised with the others. When Dee was with Blake, he didn’t feel the need to act mature and adult-like, let alone polite. He could actually act his age for once! “You love the creatures to death, huh?” Dee asked, still with his eyes closed. “Suppose I could say the same. Have you hunted buck before? They are quite hard to bring down, specially the big ones.” Dee giggled a little, not really caring that Blake had scooted closer. “I remember going hunting with my father and his associates once. We were chasing this huge buck. He had horns were like no other.” Dee tried to explain with his hands how exactly big these horns were, “He was a monster. We didn’t get him either, he was too smart.”

Dee flicked open his eyes. He could feel Blake’s eyes upon him but why? Dee had assumed that Blake was straight or too young to be interested in relationships. “Yes, I had a lot of fun, Bake. We should do it again.” The smile had faltered slightly and Dee had turned his head to look at the other. Blake was playing with a strand of his hair however Dee said or did nothing to stop it. All that he did was silently stare into the opposing blue eyes.

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Blake listened to Dee talk about the buck. He smiled here and there and occasionaly let a soft giggle pass his lips. He enjoyed hearing about Dee’s previous hunting experience. It sounded fun. When Dee went to show how big the horns were, Blake couldn’t help but laugh. He thought it was very cute how Dee was trying to explain the hunt. As Dee finished up the story with the bad ending of not getting the buck, Blake tsked. “That’s terrible, but I’m sure someone got him eventually.” He answered. Blake watched as Dee opened his eyes.  

His lips pouted when he noticed Dee’s expression faltered and changed to look a tad confused. He continued to twirl Dee’s hair around his index finger absently. Blake kept his gaze firmly against Dee’s stare. His facial expression softened a bit. The boy’s bruise had smudged blood over it and was stinging, but Blake ignored it just hoping that Dee would do the same. His red hair was rustled from the hunt and a couple of stray bangs had fallen in front of his face. He scooted a bit closer. His leg was now against Dee’s and he let it fall gently in between Dee’s legs so he was in a sort of side-straddling position, but only one of his legs was straddled. Still twirling the hair, Blake continued to twirl the hair around his finger. He sighed softly before speaking up, keeping his gaze on Dee, “Kiss me.”

[w0rmy]

Dee couldn’t tear his eyes away from Blake’s. He didn’t mind the bruise because Dee had seen what the younger looked like a week previously. With or without the bruise, Blake was an incredibly cute and attractive boy, especially when he pouted. Dee wondered vaguely how this situation would end. Would he end up kissing Blake? Who would make the first move? Even though he had a bit of a crush on Galen, he also found his son quite attractive.

“Blake…” Dee whispered softly upon feeling the boy move closer and placed his leg between his own. He hadn’t expected this to happen, in fact, all that Dee had expected was hunting. His hands ached terribly to touch Blake however with some effort, Dee ignored those urges. The question that Blake had asked completely through Dee off and he had to think over what just been said. A kiss?

“A k-kiss?” Dee stuttered, his eyes wide. The boy took a few deep breaths and then said. “I never knew you ‘swung’ that way, Blake.” Dee smiled and cracked a wink. If Blake wanted a kiss, he would have to do it himself.

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Blake was glad that Dee didn’t push him away. At the same time he was frustrated when Dee just stared at him as if the question was totally out-of-line. Perhaps it was a bit random, but Blake saw no problem with that. After all, if no perfect opportunity created itself, he would just have to make his own move. He brought his hand away from Dee’s hair, bringing it down to rest on the other’s chest. Blake leaned down so to destroy the distance between their lips.

While he didn’t kiss the other, he kept his lips dreadfully close to Dee. He wanted the other to kiss him not the other way around. Blake wanted to be given what he demanded and he demanded that Dee kissed him not the other way around. He could tell however that Dee was shocked by the way he stuttered and his wide eyes. As the boy took some deep breaths, Blake brought his face away a bit to look at the other wink.

A playful giggle left his pouty lips, “Oh, really?” He moved his leg over and shifted his body over to straddle on top of the other’s hips. His body was light and he brought his hands to rest on Dee’s stomach before running them along to Dee’s shoulders. Leaning down he brought his lips back down to be close to Dee. However, as before he did not kiss the other. He brought his lips to whisper in the other boy’s ear. “Kiss me… Dee.” Blake used Dee’s nickname for the first time. He felt it was more appropriate than using the boy’s father name.

[w0rmy]

To resist the urge to grab Blake and bring down for a kiss was immense but Dee attempted to resist. When he felt Blake’s hand snake their way down his chest, a little tingle began to form in his groin. It also didn’t help when the younger brought his face close, their lips only inches away. The steady beating of his heart had grown rapid, the same with his breathing. Dee still couldn’t believe that his was happening.

When Blake had settled himself completely on Dee, the tingle in his groin had grown considerably. The squire gave into temptation and rested his hands upon the boy’s thighs, occasionally giving the muscle a firm squeeze. He just couldn’t take it anymore. If Dee resisted any longer, he feared he might got a bit crazy from desire. “Blake…” This scenario was a lot different compared to what Dee was normally used to. For starters, Blake was lighter than him! And he liked that. It was a nice change being with someone that was lighter and younger than you.

Dee couldn’t take it anymore. The way the other ran his hands along his shoulders and stomach, it was enough to drive anyone crazy. And without another moment’s hesitation, Dee lent forward and planted his lips on Blake’s. At first, the kiss was quite soft but as it rolled around, he opened his mouth.

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As Dee rested his hands on Blake’s thighs, the boy gently rubbed his own hips against Dee’s. The firm squeeze sent jolts of pleasure through Blake’s body. He couldn’t help but grin when Dee leaned forward. The kiss that came next was expected and Blake answered it with enthusiasm. He ran his hands over the other’s chest starting to feel the clothing to figure out the best way to get it off. Pulling back from the kiss, Blake sat back up.

Smiling down at Dee, he teased, “That wasn’t so hard, now was it?” He brought his hands to his vest, easily undoing it before throwing it to the side. Blake leaned back down to kiss the other, his tongue flicking out to run along the inside of Dee’s mouth. After a couple more kisses, Blake pulled back again. He brought his shirt over his head and threw it over next to his vest. The cold nipped at his bare chest now sending rushes of excitement through Blake’s mind. He moved forward, pressing his chest up against Dee’s as if attempting to stay warm. Bringing his hand up, he stroked the other’s cheek before kissing Dee.

Blake had no intention to go slow and seductive. He wanted to make sure this was a sure thing and didn’t want Dee backing out or changing his mind. Now that Blake had made his move, they would have to go the whole way or Blake would be very frustrated and disappointed. He grabbed at Dee’s hands and brought them up to his own chest. He continued to kiss the other, his tongue working fast showing his passionate rushed attitude.

Moaning lightly behind the kiss, he rubbed his hips up against Dee’s once more. The movement sent shivers of joy up his spine. He felt a familiar throbbing begin to take place making him forget all about his cold exposed upper body. Blake whispered behind the kiss, “Dee…”

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Dee grinned in response at Blake’s little comment. He watched the other strip off his vest and felt like it would be best to mirror the actions. However, before anything of the sort could be done, Dee felt Blake’s lips against his once more. At fist, he was a bit surprised feeling the tongue inside his mouth but quickly returned it.

A rush of excitement and desire was stampeding through Dee’s body upon feeing Blake’s naked chest against his. His hands had now wondered to the boy’s ass; occasionally give it a firm squeeze. Dee was surprised to find how nice Blake’s ass felt!  He gave it yet another squeeze before holding it firmly. With every kiss, the throbbing between his legs grew and grew. Dee sucked Blake’s bottom lip and little moan of pleasure escaped deep from his hairless chest.

Dee moaned softly upon feeling Blake grind his hips against his own. Oh Talon, it was such a turn on! Once again, the squire still had trouble believing that this was actually happening. Not in a million years did he expect Blake to swing this way! Not that Dee was complaining.

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Blake moaned as he rubbed his hips down again feeling the growing bulge underneath his ass. His breath quickened and he felt his own erection get harder. The boy couldn’t help but feel pleased at how well this was going. He had expected a little bit of resistance but that Dee gave none was a pleasant surprise. Blake ran his hands down to start trying to take off Dee’s upper clothing. Leaning up from the kiss, he pulled off the shirts.

As soon as Dee’s chest was bare, Blake brought his lips down. He hungrily kissed at the other’s chest. His hands rubbed up and down the other’s sides. Blake gasped, his body getting more and more excited with each movement. The squeeze on his ass felt wonderful, and he focused on it for a few seconds. He went back down to kiss the other. Blake returned Dee’s small moan with one of his own. The boy rubbed his hips again and this time is body shivered in enjoyment.

“Mmhm,” He murmured as he sat back up, “So good…” Blake said in a breathy voice. He propped himself up on his knees so that he was kneeling over the other. Blake grabbed onto Dee’s hand bringing the other to touch the hard-on underneath his pants. Letting go of the other’s hand not caring if Dee kept it there, he undid the laces of his pants. He leaned down for a quick kiss before suddenly moving to the side so he was no longer straddling Dee. Blake regretted he wasn’t skilled enough in taking his pants off when in such a position but this way was much quicker. Throwing off his pants and undergarments, he smiled knowingly at Dee.

As soon as he was entirely nude, Blake returned to his straddled position over Dee. Now with no clothing between them, Blake rubbed his hips down again. More sensitive, Blake let out a loud gasp as a bolt of passion ran through his blood.  He grasped at Dee’s hair, kissing the other wildly. His tongue darted in and out of the other’s mouth. Behind the kiss, he moaned and gasped until he finally panted, “I want you to fuck me like I’m the only one.” He nipped at Dee’s lower lip after the request. His gaze was on Dee’s face looking for his expression to see if the other was enjoying himself.