A New Dream [Dreams: 1] by Alex C. Clarke Page B

to go there. He'd wanted to let it go to help his man feeling at ease and he had desperately craved the man’s touch. But he longed even more to be the one to give him pleasure. He wanted…he…he wanted to explain everything without a word.
    David was caressing him tenderly, murmuring meaningless words, his soft hands on James’ thighs, on his stomach. His lips brushed James’ abs before he felt a towel wiping the remnants of their pleasure. It was such a delicate gesture that James melted right there and then. He was boneless and couldn’t summon the force needed to move. He merely tried to unfurl his fists as he stretched his fingers one by one. He sighed in delight when David kissed his body, following a path that went from his navel to his eyes. He kissed them lightly through the silk as his fingers crawled to the knot at the back and began to untie it. When he removed it, James blinked in the sudden rush of light. As he grew accustomed to the luminosity of the candle, he glanced at David’s face and the ecstatic look he bore brought him so much relief, he hadn’t realized how much he had feared his lover’s reaction. He wasn’t the only one enjoying the night… The moment was so intimate, so breathtaking for him. It had been a communion of souls as much as a communion of bodies.
    David had to start over when his first attempt of speaking failed. His voice was hoarse.”You okay?” he managed.
    “Fuck…are you kidding me?” he chuckled, gravelly. “I should be the one to ask!”
    David looked him in the eyes. “It was the most intense experiment in my life.” He hesitated. “You know, I’ve never dared doing anything close to that with a guy. Even watching was forbidden. When I was young, I lived in a small town where all you did would be analyzed over and over. Plus, it was just the early days of AIDS and the scandal of contaminated blood. So being with a man wasn’t an option for me. I just played along and went out with girls. But being with you tonight, it just feels right, you know?”
    He fell silent and averted his eyes. He sighed as he lifted his head again. “Seeing you on the bed, on display for me, it was a magnificent present. You gave me control over things. For you, I think it might have been a complicated thing to do. So…thank you.”
    He leaned over and placed a kiss on James’ lips, so light it felt like the kiss of an angel. James lifted his left hand and cupped his lover’s face. The thought occurred to him that David was a lot more talkative than him after making love. Their tongues tangled together, over and over, a slow dance that suited the afterglow of their lovemaking perfectly. It was scary and comforting at the same time. James took David in his arms and rolled them onto their sides. David curled up in James’ arms.
    It was heaven.
    When sleep finally took over and delivered them to Morpheus’ arms, James' last wish was that, when morning came, David would not regret what they had experienced.
    And right then, he drifted into unconsciousness.
     

 
    C hapter 13 – D avid:
Enchanted morning after
     
     
    D avid woke up at the crack of dawn the morning after, his consciousness rising slowly, tainting his world in warming colors. Heat in his heart. A sense of serenity. He was lying down on his side, his head buried underneath a pillow. He was so tired, he didn’t want to move. It brought the Grumpy out in him. He sighed. Will it be one of those days, today? He hoped not…
    He thought for a minute about what he had done last night, checking if he had any regrets. There were none; he felt good, whole. He smiled, despite his grumpiness. He would save a deeper analysis for later, when he had fully awoken.
    He felt James’ body shift against him. When an arm snaked its way around David’s waist, he beamed. James pressed his full body, from head to toe, against David’s. He appreciated the sensation of having a hard muscled body spooning him. He felt protected, safe.