Is This Love?
Is This Love?
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color:black\'>This is very random.
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color:black\'>I wanna love you and treat you right;
I wanna love you every day and every night:
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color:black\'>Micheal’s back hit the wall, short blonde hair fanning out on the
surface behind him, creating the appearance of a golden halo. A moan clawed its
way free from his throat as his lover continued trailing kisses down the column
of his neck. The leather jacket he was wearing creaked as he writhed against
the wall.
color:black\'>“Nathan…” He panted, reaching to slow the other’s ravaging mouth.
His hands grasped blindly, somewhat dazedly trying to get a firm hold on the
head moving further down his body. Much to his surprise and vague
disappointment, he was successful. Looking down, he found a questioning set of
dark blue eyes blazing into his own soft pools of azure. The sight was almost
eh toh to make him forget why they needed to stop.
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color:black\'>We\'ll be together with a roof right over our heads;
We\'ll share the shelter of my single bed;
We\'ll share the same room, yeah! - for Jah provide the bread.
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collacklack\'>“I have to get home, Nate. It’s midnight.”
color:black\'>“Stay.” The tone was half-imploring, half-command.
color:black\'>Micheal bent down to place a chaste kiss upon Nathan’s forehead.
color:black\'>“We both know I can’t do that. I have a reputation to uphold.”
color:black\'>The sweet lips of his lover puffed out in an adorable pout. “Why?
Would it be so tble ble to stay the night? Let them realize the truth?”
color:black\'>“I’d lose my job. And with economy what it is…” Micheal tried to
stand back as Nathan leaned forward to nibble his earlobe. Seeing as he was
already against the wall, it was a fruitless attempt.
color:black\'>“I have a job.” Nathan’s tone was more distracted than defiant, as
his attention was quite obviously focused elsewhere.
color:black\'>“You’re a singer. That’s hardly… reliable work.” The pause was not
from his lack of faith in Nathan’s talent, but from the fact that Nathan was
now gently stroking him through the confines of his pants.
color:black\'>“So?” Nathan paused to run his tongue across Micheal’s collarbone,
making the other man shiver. “Fatalismo, my friend. If it is to be, God will
make it so.”
color:black\'>Micheal would have thrown up his hands in frustration, but
somewhere in betwixt the talking and nibbling, Nathan had managed to pin them
to the wall as well. He arched forward as his lover hit a particularly
sensitive spot along his jaw line. A moan rumbled in the back of his throat,
threatening to escape and betray his desire. Micheal could have sworn he heard
Nathan purring as he used his teeth to pull the zipper of Micheal’s leather jacket
the rest of the way down.
color:black\'>Micheal closed his eyes and simply indulged in the sensations that
Nathan’s hands and tongue were creating. No longer blocked by the rich leather,
Nathan’s mouth was happily suckling his pebbled nipples while his musician’s
hands ran teasing patterns over his abdomen.
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color:black\'>Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I\'m feelin\'?
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I\'m feelin\'?
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color:black\'>Micheal watched the flop of black hair slide closer to the fly of
his now incredibly tight jeans. How many times now had he seen this sight?
Dreamed of it when he lay alone in his own bed? He’d told himself over and over
again that he was entirelo ato attached to this man. That was dangerous. Wall
Street did not take kindly to those who violated its traditions, and Nathan was
everything they hated. Passionate, open, gentle and unafraid to voice his
words, no matter who they may offend. Money never mattered much to Nathan, as long
as he had a dry place to sleep, a bit of food, and people enjoying his music,
he was content.
color:black\'>Micheal often wished his own life was that uncomplicated.
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color:black\'>I wanna know - wanna know - wanna know now!
I got to know - got to know - got to know now!
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color:black\'>The fly came down and Micheal was pleasantly surprised out of his
musings as Nathan pushed aside his flowered boxers and swiped the head of his
erection with the tip of his tongue.
color:black\'>This pleasantness was followed by Micheal promptly remembering
that they couldn’t be doing what they were doing right now because he was
engaged to some high class girl his boss had hooked him up with. Because she
was going to be waiting for him to show up early at her plush Fifth Avenue
apartment tomorrow so that they could drive six hours out of the city to meet
her parents, then drive six hours back because he had a presentation due the
next day.
color:black\'>Because he had come here tonight to tell Nathan that they couldn’t
see each other anymore. He had to marry, produce grandchildren, though in all
honesty, he could more easily picture Nathan running and playing happily with
children then he ever-could his fiancé.
color:black\'>He felt Nathan’s lips kissing along his length. This had to stop.
Then he heard it. Nathan was whispering something a he placed feather soft
kisses up and down his shaft and along his thighs.
color:black\'>“All I need… All I need…” Like a prayer, whispered with the most
sacred devotion. Repeated again and again just before another kiss was placed
upon his tingling skin.
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I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I - I\'m willing and able,
So I throw my cards on your table!
I wanna love you - I wanna love and treat - love and treat you right;
I wanna love you every day and every night:
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color:black\'>Forget his fiancé. Forget them all. It didn’t matter anymore.
Nothing did. Nothing save the man kneeled before him.
color:black\'>He reached down to stroke Nathan’s face. Nathan leaned into the
touch, continuing to lick the fine specimen of manhood in front of him.
color:black\'>Micheal groaned and smiled. He’d never get a word in if this kept
up.]
color:black\'>“Nathan.”
color:black\'>With a sarcastically annoyed sigh and secretly amused grin, Nathan
looked up.
color:black\'>“Yes?”
color:black\'>Micheal remained silent. Nathan became concerned. He nudged
Micheal’s side with his elbow.
color:black\'>“C’mon, Micheal. I know how fussy you are about manners, and in a
few more moments, you’ll leave me no choice but to talk with my mouth full.” He
swiped the tip with his tongue again to prove his point.
color:black\'>Micheal would have moaned, but he was still lost in those eyes.
The patient, loving concern they showed was deeper than anything else he’d ever
witnessed. He knelt down beside Nathan on the floor.
color:black\'>“Marry me. Civil unionize with me. Whatever it’s called, just do
it. Belong to me alone, Nathan.” Micheal’s tone was a deadly serious form of
pleading.
color:black\'>Nathan shook his head dazedly.
color:black\'>“Explain to me how we got from me sucking your cock to us getting
married.”
color:black\'>“Fatalismo.” Micheal smiled.
color:black\'>“And your job? I thought musicians were ‘unreliable’.”
color:black\'>“We’ll manage.” He wrapped his arms around Nathan’s shoulders and
pulled him into a warm embrace. He breathed in the unique scent of his lover.
“You’re everything I need.”
choked with tears. “Thank you, Micheal.”
color:black\'>Another long moment passed.
color:black\'>“Soooo… about that whole blow-job thing. Is that offer still
available?”
color:black\'>Nathan smiled as he shoved Micheal onto his back. “Only with the
overnight package.”
color:black\'>Micheal grinned up at from the floor. “I’ll take it.”
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color:black\'>We\'ll be together, yeah! - with a roof right over our heads;
We\'ll share the shelter, yeah, oh now! - of my single bed;
We\'ll share the same room, yeah! - for Jah provide the bread.
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