The two guys are laying on their bellies across the bed watching TV, faces propped in their hands, elbows sticking out. There’s something incredibly cute about the contrast of their bare butts. There’s also something endearing about how Dance rests …
The ancient laptop gave another dying wheeze. Hal was used to this noise — the computer had been making it for five years now. But if you knew how to baby it, it still worked just fine. Well, it worked …
“Let me take you to my gym,” Drin says. His musician is slouched back in a half-reclined leather car seat, eyes closed, blissing totally out on the sound system. “Tell me things, while I’m driving, would you please? Tell me …
Drin’s got Emma at his apartment, supposedly to look at the furniture so they can decide on what comes to the house and what should be sent off to auction. But he wants to see her on that leather sofa, …
His lovers are busy when Drin gets home.
Emma has Dance pushed back against the recliner, pinning him there with her body straddling his hips. From the movements of her shoulders, she is doing something very delicate, and Dance’s bare …
“…et Voila!”
The bouquet of bright paper blossoms just appears in his hand, as if by magic. He presents them to her with a flourish.
“You are the most unusual fairytale King I’ve ever met,” Claudia laughs, taking the flowers …