Jeffrey sees Bruce

This snippet is a followup to my Rainbow posting yesterday–those who follow me from there will be pleased, I think–

Jeffrey smiled, his eyes lighting up. It was so good to see him.  He missed him so much.  He could feel the blood singing in his body like an electric river as it coursed through him.

Bruce. His lover, his soulmate, his best friend–seeing him after missing him all day. Standing there holding him, those dark curls sifting through his fingers, his nose buried in them as he whispered his name, over and over. His hands roaming over that delicious body. Those eyes, glazed with need for him, love for him.  Lying in bed together while they held each other, listening to the nighttime rain falling like liquid diamonds in a soft patter–

Then laughing at the spongy, rhythmic drip-drip in the saucepan under the leaky spot in the roof.

I am so in love with you, Bruce, my dear. I’ll be whatever you want me to be, I’ll never leave you. You have me again–for ever.


6 thoughts on “Jeffrey sees Bruce

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s