We had several prompts to choose from this week but the one that worked for me was:
"You have ten seconds..."
I took the ellipsis to mean we could add whatever we wanted to complete the sentence.
When we left off last week Eric had fallen asleep (literally) on his date.
The last two sentences of Part IV were:
“But I should be awake. We should be kissing while you’re holding me.”
Nikolai smiled and tilted Eric’s chin. “If that is what you wish.”
Hope you enjoy this weeks flash.
I'd Do It For You
Copyright © 2011
Eric blinked. “Oh. I didn’t mean…” he trailed off, his face filling with heat. The other man must think he was an idiot.
Nikolai was still cupping his chin. His thumb caressed Eric’s lower lip.
“May I kiss you, Eric?”
Eric swallowed. “If you want to.”
Nikolai held his gaze, his blue eyes reminding Eric of a cloudless sky on a summer day. He moved his palm slowly over Eric’s skin, caressing his jaw, the nape of his neck.
“I have wanted to kiss you for weeks. Since the first time I saw you.”
Nikolai’s gaze drew him in and Eric felt himself lean forward.
Their lips brushed. Eric felt the rasp of stubble against his skin, warm lips on his own; gentle pressure. It felt so good. There was nothing else like kissing. Nothing so intimate.
He moaned softly as Nikolai licked at his mouth, slipping inside, stroking, tasting. Eric shuddered and Nikolai stroked his back, kissed his throat, his neck.
Nikolai's words echoed in Eric’s head. It was so nice to be wanted.
Wait. Eric disengaged. “Weeks?”
“Pardon me?” Nikolai looked dazed. His cheeks were flushed and his lips reddened.
“You said weeks but we only met on Monday.”
“Ah. That is true.” Nikolai’s color increased and he rubbed his palms on his thighs. Eric eyes followed the movement, his gaze drawn to the other man’s groin. Nikolai appeared to be just as aroused as he was.
Nikolai met Eric’s eyes. “Please forgive me, Eryu. I may have misled you.”
Eric’s stomach clenched. Was the big Russian playing him?
He spoke through gritted teeth. “You have ten seconds to explain.”
“We met on Monday but that was not the first time I saw you: That was three weeks ago. We rode the elevator together. It was crowded but you stood out. I was drawn to you like a plant is drawn to the sun.”
He gazed at Eric, his expression earnest. “You did not notice me but I noticed you. I had to know who you were. I discovered where you sat, learned your name. I hoped we would meet, that we would talk.”
Nikolai bent his head and Eric stared at his pale blond hair as he spoke. “I did not know your orientation or if you already had a lover. These are things I could not ask another.”
He took Eric’s hand, his thumb stroking Eric’s knuckles. “When I saw your request for service I volunteered. I wanted very much to meet you. I hope you are not angry with me, Eric.”
It was so sappy, so romantic. He loved it. Eric shook his head. “I’m not angry. I’m flattered.”
Nikolai leaned in. “If you wish to leave I will not beg you to stay, but I am glad you are here. Many times I have thought of you, dreamed of you here, in my house.” He stroked Eric’s face. “In my bed.”
Nikolai kissed him again, their tongues tangling before he withdrew, encouraging Eric to follow. Eric chased Nikolai’s tongue, taking his turn to taste and explore.
They broke for breath and Nikolai smiled. “I want to make love to you but I will not try to persuade you to do more than you are willing. If you need time, if you wish to be courted I will gladly do this for you.”
Nikolai caressed him with his gaze and Eric almost purred. Were all Russian’s this passionate? This romantic? He was being swept off his feet.
“I don’t need to be courted. I want the same things you want: To be here, in your house…” Eric flushed but he raised his chin and continued. “In your bed.”
Nikolai swallowed and licked his lips. “Eryu. If you are sincere…if you desire me as I desire you…” He still held Eric’s hand. “I will be so gentle, so loving. I will love you as you deserve to be loved.”
Oh my God he was so far gone. Eric wasn't sure if Nikolai was talking about sex or emotions, but either way he was the best thing that had ever happened to him and he was falling hard.
“You have no idea how you affect me.” He looked at Nikolai from lowered lashes. “What did you say to me that day, after lunch, when you spoke to me in Russian?”
Nikolai blushed. “It is a Russian saying. I will try to translate.” He frowned, concentrating. “Kiss me and we will see stars; love me and I will give them to you.”
“Wow. That’s…” Eric trailed off, unable to find the right words.
Nikolai looked chagrined. “It is too much?”
Eric stood and pulled Nikolai to his feet, towards the door and the bedroom beyond. He let his eyes travel slowly over Nikolai. “It’s not nearly enough.”
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