Hey, there, mister milkman! (Private, between Seven and myself)

[Tritium]

"I guess so" Madarame replied, then went back to his car. "Oh, and thank you for the refreshing drink" he added, before driving off.

[Seven]

"you´re welcome sir"
James shouted out of the door, watching
as Madarame drove off. Then rushing to his room to get
those toys hidden away again. He certainly didn´t hope
The Milkman had seen anything. It would totally blow his cover.

[Tritium]

Madarame threw his cap on the empty seat, while thinking of a new strategy for his next encounter with James. Should he drive him to the point of getting on his knees, and begging to be f***** like a filthy man whore, or...
He grinned, showing off his strong white teeth. "Let's try a different approach..." he chuckled.

[Seven]

James put the last toys aside.
Sighing tired.
A bath and a jack-off and then he would be
more than ready to go to bed.
He went to pick up a towell...thought of Madarame´s strange behaviour today as he went to the shower, Madarame did
not act that like that regulary - Madarame was a kind and mannered man..
he had honestly never seen him that energic before

[Tritium]

It was half past nine in the evening, when Madarame stopped in front of James's door, making a quick visual survey of the area, to make sure he hadn't been spotted by any of the neighbors. He was dressed casually. Nothing too flashy, just jeans, white T shirt and sneekers. He’d left his hair band at home. He looked even hunkier out of that milkman uniform. He looked like a different man.
“Well, the coast is clear” he muttered, approaching the door, and ringing the bell.

[Seven]

James had just finished his bath. Had dressed up
in his soft silk robe, finishing a cup of tea while trying to come
up with some brilliant idea which he could lead along to the paper..
but no..his artistic side had been passive the past couple of days..
He peeked back as he heard someone knock on the door,
who would that be - this late?
Maybe he´s old and odd parrents?.
He held the cup into his chest as he made his way to the door.
Opening it slowly.
Enlightened by confusion and somehow joy as he saw Madarame at his doorstep.
".....Goodevening sir?" He said pleased to see him...and that outfit fit him well, though clothes was so overated when it came to the looks of Madarame.

[Tritium]

"Good evening" Madarame greeted his valued customer, with a professional smile. "I'm terribly sorry to bother you at this late hour, but I seem to have misplaced my cap somewhere. When I take it off, during my shift, I usually fold it and store it in one of my trouser pockets, and I was wondering if it might have fallen somewhere on the floor, or in your bathroom perhaps…”
In his desire to offer a very convincing explanation for his unexpected presence there, Madarame had completely overlooked James’s informal attire. If you could even call it that. But putting the dress classification aside, James certainly looked very comfortable in that slik bathrobe of his, and Madarame could see he’d caught him completely by surprise. The way in whe’d tied his robe clearly indicated he’d been busy doing something else when the door bell rang. He must have tied it in a hurry, while rushing to answer the door.
But what could he have been so engrossed in at that particular hour? Madarame noticed he wasn’t wearing anything under that robe, which meant he could have either had a bath, or…
Could he be entertaining a guest? His parents, perhaps? Although Madarame doubted even James could possibly be so disrespectful and ill mannered as to welcome his mother and father dressed in that fashion. Or was it another man? Or more than just one man? There was no way his plan would work if there was someone else in the house.
“Um, I hope I’m not interrupting anything…”

[Seven]

"oh...not at all sir..though...you see..im not
dressed for the certain occasion"
James said, blushing shyly and smiling sly.
He took a step side from the door, keeping his tea
cup in the right hand..
"maybe you´ve dropped it when you used the bathroom i believe?"
He said kindly, smiling sweetly at him.
"...but..its strange cause i haven´t seen it around...clumsy me..i never pay attention to lost treasures.." He grinned, peeking back at the bulge in Madarame´s pants..but decided to be polite and looked back up at Madarame..

[Tritium]

"Why thank you." Madarame made a small bow, after entering. He could barely contain his excitement. James had no idea what he had in store for him that evening, and that made it even more exciting.
"I apologize once again for troubling you. Would you mind taking a quick look in your bathroom, to see if it's really there? I'd go, but I've imposed on you enough." the man suggested, getting ready to implement the next phase of the plan.

[Seven]

James stood for a few seconds.
thinking it through..well..when he was bathinh..he
had might scouted something that could belong to Madarame..
yet he didn´t know if it was truly his..
He nodded - already half up the stairs when turning around.
"of course sir..i will be right back"
He said and rushed to the bathroom...oh dear..Madarame was in his house..and
not to deliver milk..this was his oportunity..maybe he could get him to stay here for a while...