His chest arched into the feeling of his mouth on a nipple, gasping and his fingers pressed against the man's shoulders with a grunt. Ashley panted softly as his pants were finally taken from him and he was laying there nude for the man once again--this time with far less struggling than their very first encounter.

"....." Furrowing his brow, Ash tried to wrap his arms around his waist nervously, swallowing thickly. This was getting very real now, there wasn't any backing out and he was beginning to wonder if he was doing the wrong thing--should he have run away earlier?

Andrew sat down on the bed next to Ashley a content little smile on his lips. Andrew decided he was really going to enjoy this deal with Ashley, wondering perhaps if the other man would learn to like it rougher after a time. His dark eyes watched Ashley sit up and cover himself, his broad shoulders shrugged a bit at the mention of a bath.

"Yeah, across the hall," Andrew replied. He paused for a moment and his eyes softened a smidge. "Need help?"

He nodded hesitantly, knowing he'd need the help getting in and out so he wouldn't get his cast wet. The last thing he wanted to do was try to explain to Jacob why he wouldn't call him just to get help with a bath.

Shifting, he moved to the edge of the bed and tried to get up, putting his weight on his good leg as he reached for a crutch, just needing something for stability for such a short walk. Glancing at Andrew curiously, he spoke up again. "Are.. you taking me back to work tonight? Or.. am I staying here?" He really wouldn't make a fuss over either, though he'd much rather return to work--with the exception of sleeping on that couch again.

"What would you rather do?" Andrew asked as he stood and after a moment's thought grabbed a pair of boxers to sit on. He wouldn't go so far as take a bath with the other man thinking it'd make the night more intimate than the other man would like. He led the way to the bathroom with a hand on Ashley's back once more to support him should he fall.

Grabbing clean face cloths and towels from the linen closet he set them within reach for the man's use. He considered Ashley's broken leg for a moment furrowing his brow. "Do you think a sponge bath would be simpler?" He was considering how to help Ashley in the tub, he supposed he could just lift him and make sure to ease the casted leg up on the side of the tub rather than in the water.

"Hmm.." Ashley thought for a moment. When it came down to it, while he'd preferred to be away from Andrew as soon as possible, he needed the sleep he knew the man's bed would offer. He could tell that Andrew wasn't planning anything more it seemed. He'd even gotten partially dressed now. "I'll.. stay here. It's not like I'll get anything done in the office anyway." He muttered as he got into the bathroom, looking at the bath for a moment.

He seemed to consider the question, chuckling faintly. "It'd be easier..." He nodded slowly, rubbing the back of his neck with the hand that wasn't holding himself up on the crutch. He'd been looking for a relaxing bath, but Andrew was right, there was less trouble with a simple sponge bath, though he knew that meant Andrew would have to help wash him up some. "I guess we could go with that then.."

Andrew nodded, he had no complaints about him staying. Andrew set down the seat and lid of the toilet as a seat for the other man then as he confirmed the simpler sponge bath instead. Before he started anything though he quickly took the time to clean himself off and threw the dirtied rag into the laundry basket. Running the water in the stink he stoppered the drain and let it fill before turning it off.

Once ready he turned to Ashley. "Still wanting help?" Andrew had the intention of washing the man himself but he wouldn't make the decision for him if he said no.

Ashley watched Andrew absently while the man washed himself off, his gaze only truly focusing on the man as he asked him if he still wanted help. Ash nodded a bit and shifted in his seat on the toilet, running a hand through his messy hair. He'd need to wash it soon, maybe Andrew would help him with that too before they went to bed? He could always ask.

"Ah.. Andrew? After this... would you help me wash my hair too?"

Andrew smiled and wet one of the clean flannels that he'd left laying on the side of the tub before soaping it. He got to work soaping Ashley's shoulders seeming to massage the soap into Ashley's flesh and moved down the chest and across to the second shoulder taking his time to clean ever inch of the other man. It was obvious it wasn't the first time he'd washed another as such and in fact enjoyed it.

"Mm?" Andrew hummed a bit as Ashley asked about his hair. "Sure."

The flannel made it's way down Ashley's chest and stomach, pausing there to make certain he washed away the semen and rinsed the flannel and soaped it once more to wash Ashley's arms, hands and then back. Emptying the sink and filling it once more he wet a second flannel and wiped away the soap covering Ashley's body rinsing the rag clean every few moments.

Another clean flannel for Ashley's legs minus the portion with cast was done in the same manner. Andrew helped Ashley stand, one strong arm holding him up as he cleaned the man's bottom and privates with a softer flannel that wouldn't be rough against sensitive skin. Rinsing him of soap once more Andrew sat Ashley back down.

"Close your eyes," Andrew murmured quietly grabbing another soft flannel soaping it with a softer soap for Ashley's face. When he'd rinsed that soap away careful to make sure it was all gone before he allowed the man to open once more he leaned in giving another small kiss to those lips. "Apart from the hair, all done."

The tender cleaning surprised Ashley some, not expecting Andrew to be so gentle with him, no matter how many times he proved that he could be nicer than the way Ashley remembered him. He held as still as he could however, allowing Andrew to clean him peacefully, making a soft noise now and then whenever the man ran across a sensitive area and got a little reaction from him.

Ashley held gently to Andrew as he was supported in a standing position to be cleaned thoroughly, his cheeks flushing gently at the contact but he remained rather relaxed. He watched each time Andrew rinsed the rag and washed him off, closing his eyes when he was told to. He found it somewhat amusing that Andrew was even washing his face for him, though it made him feel quite helpless in the man's grasp, like he really wasn't able to do anything on his own.

Feeling lips press against his own briefly, he let his eyes flutter back open to look at Andrew almost curiously. "A-ah..Thank you." He whispered out softly. "How.. uhm.. I've never had someone wash my hair before..." Outside of getting his hair cut, but obviously Andrew didn't happen to have a rinsing station in his house, but he supposed he could lean over the side of the tub. So long as he was careful with his leg, he hated it when he bumped it on something.

Andrew had no intention of making Ashley feel helpless but he enjoyed doing a thorough job and taking care of the other. His relationship style was far from conventional and though this was not a true relationship he was still treating him as he would a lover. His fingers brushed through the hair in question playing with a curl idly as he thought.

"Mm.. you can lean over the side of the tub as I wash.." Andrew grimaced a bit as he thought of the broken leg, it would be uncomfortable for the man. "Or we can do it in the kitchen with you leaning over the sink. I have a sprayer that can be compared to what salons use."

Ashley thought about it a moment before he nodded a little at the second idea, as it sounded far more comfortable than trying to kneel over the tub with a broken leg. "That sounds easier.. the sink, I mean..." He smiled slightly at Andrew, some part of him seeming to let go of the reason he was really there with the man.

This hadn't been at all as he'd expected it to, it was almost pleasant to spend time with his co-worker like this, with the exception of the guilt he was sure he'd feel in the morning when he called Alex or Jacob to check in with them--he was doing this to keep Andrew from bothering them though, he wished he'd never had run into the fight with Jacob earlier however, he feared now that should the man ever find out about this, he might leave him.

Reaching for his crutch, he got up from the seat of the toilet so they could make their way to the kitchen.

Andrew nodded grabbing the towel and shampoo he led the man back to the kitchen and towards the sink. Setting things up and running the water testing the heat on his hand before he would trust it not to burn the other man on use. He waited for Ashley to lean over the sink. "Remember to keep your eyes closed.. Tell me if it's too hot for you."

Grabbing the sprayer and pulling it loose from it's resting place he'd begun to wet Ashley's hair, slowly at first if the man considered the water too hot he'd change the temperature for him. When it was thoroughly wet he set the sprayer down and shampooed Ashley's hair, careful not to allow any to head towards the man's eyes, but once he was rinsing it out he was unable to guarantee the water not heading there and again warned him to keep his eyes shut.

Rinsing it out he ran his fingers through the wet hair to make sure everything was out before he shut off the water and grabbed the towel before draping it over the man's head to towel it dry.

Ashley kept his eyes closed as he leaned over the counter and sink, bracing himself against it so he didn't have to hold the crutch the entire time, setting it within reach. He really loved the feeling of someone scrubbing at his head, it was relaxing, not that he needed to get much more relaxed at this point. He felt pretty good as it were.

When the water shut off and he felt fabric fall over his head and rub over his hair, he took the ends of the towel and rubbed his face gently so he could open his eyes again, blinking a few testing times before he opened them for good, straightening up as he took over the rubbing of his hair with the towel leaning his side to the counter for support still.

"Mm.." He felt rather refreshed now, clean and starting to get sleepy. "Thanks." He murmured again, trying to cover up a yawn that followed with the towel.

Andrew stepped forward when Ashley took control of drying his hair. He supported the other man muttering about how it wasn't a problem at all. Andrew yawned after spotting Ashley doing so and he chuckled, it was time for bed for the both of them. Helping him back to the bedroom he quickly set the bed to order. Though he had a spare bedroom he aimed to get to sleep next to the man. If he'd requested elsewhere though he'd be kind enough to show him to the spare bedroom.

Going with Andrew into the bedroom again, Ashley didn't even bother to request for a different place to sleep. He felt better knowing where Andrew was, though he also doubted the man would really go against his word. He seemed quite comfortable with their new arrangement, too.

When the bed was ready, he set his crutch aside and pulled himself carefully into it, laying on his side so his casted leg rested against the mattress beneath the healthy leg. He wouldn't make a fuss should Andrew pull him close for the night, too tired to care as he buried a cheek into the pillow with a semi-content sigh, slowly drifting off for the night.

Andrew watched Ashley settle in and smiled turning the lights off and sliding in next to him. He gently put an arm around Ashley's waist pulling him against his chest spooning him as Ashley fell asleep and soon he too fell into a comfortable sleep with the other man against his body. In his sleep his face nuzzled closer into Ashley's neck and stayed in that position the rest of the night content at breathing in Ashley's clean scent.

Ashley would sleep a good, restful sleep until morning hit, making a faint noise but not moving yet as he could still feel Andrew's breath against his neck. He wasn't quite awake yet, groggy, unwilling to get up from his comfortable position in the bed. He opened his eyes briefly, only to close them again, he didn't want to get up, he didn't want to go to work, he just wanted to lay there and sleep more.

Andrew didn't wake right away but rather when the alarm went off. He grunted shifting to turn it off and returned to continue to spoon Ashley, there was still time to rest with the smaller man. He nuzzled into that neck once more his lips giving a small kiss, he could get used to this if Ashley allowed it each time he called on him to fulfill their deal.

Ashley made a gentle noise at the sound of the alarm, groaning as he pressed his face further into the pillow. He relaxed again as Andrew returned to spoon his smaller body, sighing out gently at the soft kiss to his neck, not seeming to protest it any.

"Morning." He mumbled quietly now that he knew they were both awake, though neither of them looked like they were planning on moving anytime soon.

"Nn... Morning." Andrew groaned out in Ashley's ear. His dark eyes slowly opening, he definitely wasn't a morning person. Many of the times he was late it was because he'd fallen back asleep after turning off his alarm. His hand skimmed over Ashley's skin idly as he slowly woke more and more.

Ashley shivered under Andrew's gentle hand, making another gentle noise as he shifted carefully, remaining curled against Andrew, still allowing him to spoon him as they laid there. One hand reached to slide over the arm Andrew had over him, sliding over the forearm as the man's hand slid along his own soft flesh still. "Mnh..."

Andrew smiled against Ashley's neck as he heard the small sounds. He turned to look at the clock on his nightstand to make certain of the time, he knew the other man disliked getting to work late even if he had missed a few days which added to the man wanting as many hours as possible. His lips pressed against Ashley's neck once more, nipping at the flesh gently enough to leave no marks.

Ashley gave a small gasped moan of sorts at the nipping, eyes fluttering open to glance back slightly at the man behind him. "Andrew..." He didn't want to be late, but he wasn't going to deny the man anything he wanted, his brow furrowed a bit as he blushed. Sometimes he really despised just how sensitive he was.

"Mm.. don't worry," Andrew murmured hearing the concern in Ashley's voice. His hand slid further down past Ashley's stomach brushing against sensitive skin. A chuckle worked it's way from his throat. "I won't make you late.."

He pressed himself tighter against Ashley as he worked his hand over the flesh, not wanting to go all the way this morning. Still though he wanted to feel and hear the man react to the pleasure he gave him and his over sensitive flesh.

Biting his lower lip, Ash turned his head in against the pillow further, muffling a soft noise at the following sensation of pleasure. His body instinctively curled up and pressed back against Andrew all at the same time, fingers grasping the edge of the pillow with a soft tug as he made a pleasant noise.