Surrender in the Closet

They were walking hand by hand. Sam wasn't sure whether to walk fast or slow. They hadn't seen each other for weeks since that unforgettable incident at the bar.

There was some tension between them definitely. He wanted to ask where they stood but he didn't know how to start that conversation. How do you even ask such? Perhaps it was just the alcohol.

Memories of it though left a tingling sensation all over his body and as he was wondering if it was showing, he was dragged into a secluded room.

The somewhat disappointed eyes ran him down hungrier than the last time he looked into them...

Your shirt looks good on you.

A hand ran down his chest...

Feels good too. Soft.

He smiled nervously and mouthed a thank you. For some reason, his vocals had been temporarily imprisoned.

So... are you trying to dump me? How come you didn't visit me even once?

He shifted in the small space unable to hold a demanding gaze.

But you had time to send a get well soon word through a friend. Just what were you thinking? That I'd prefer to hear it from them other than you.

I... he started. He wasn't sure he could bring himself to say it. How was he supposed to express his fear of contributing to his own confusion? He didn't still understand why he would want it to happen again but he wanted it to happen again. Him not visiting was his way of staying away.

And he could not still stand those eyes yet so his own kept dropping on the floor...

First of all, you not showing up meant you thought it happened because of the influence which I can try to grasp. But you are wrong. It happened because I wanted it to on my part. I wanted you and I still do. I felt like you wanted me too and from the looks of things like you still do.

He felt a smile.

This has nothing to do with that kinda influence. I am just crazy about you Sam. And it hurts to see you assume that this happens with everyone. Do you understand?

He didn't answer. He couldn't. So he just threw himself into an embrace and held tight.

I was afraid. I have been of coming anywhere near you as you drive me nuts too. I thought what happened was wrong and rushed so I have been avoiding you. But... you should know that I like you. I like you a lot.

Please put on this shirt the next time we are going on a date.

He quickly drew out of the hug and looked straight at the eyes he was so avoiding. Like he couldn't believe it.

You don't want to?

Came the question.

No. I mean yes. I really do.

For a moment, he stared into the face he was now holding delicately.

You are so... I am falling for you.

A smile crept on and one hand run to the back of his neck and the other round his waist and he was brought forward to meet some hungry lips.

What do you say we go back home and continue this at home?

He obliged. He couldn't fight it anymore.

by jhenning from pixabay.

This is a try in doing something new. Let's see how it goes.

BQ.