To Dream a Little Dream
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Gensomaden Saiyuki › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,479
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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pt.6
To Dream a Little Dream
Pt. 6
Wow! here we are talking. I notice he has a shell shocked, far away look on his beautiful face. I really want to reach out and touch him. What's going on inside that head?
Damn I should have brought along something to drink.
Why has he shrunken into himself? It bothers me that he's ducked back into that stony shell of his?
"So what did you want to talk about?" it's an honest question but he seems shaken.
"I needed to know something important but only if you promise not to laugh."
I make a little cross mark across my heart. "I promise I won't." I leave off the "cross my heart and hope to die" part because I know that if I do laugh or giggle I will die and quickly.
"This isn't easy for me." Is that a quiver in his voice?
"I know that much." I want to reach out and stroke his face and tell him it's alright. That what ever he has to say I'll listen.
He drops back into silence once more, lighting another cigarette. I'll let him set the pace. He's watching the smoke drift in the air.
"I'm really sorry about watching you bathe." I hope I have enough sincerity in my voice. "But yet I'm not." Gotta be honest here. He gives me a silent nod. Seeing him like this is making me even hornier. God damn he's sexy when he's being shy. I want to reach out and hold him, to comfort him. I'm not sure that I should but I reach out and touch his hand. It feels electric. Does he feel it too?
He stares at my hand on his as if it was some foreign object. I withdraw after a few more moments. I've got more then enough patience to wait this out. I know not to press my luck. It's sort of like wanting and waiting for mom to love me. It seems like it's next to impossible, but I'll wait just the same.
After what seems like an eternity he whispers. "I want to know how you feel about me?"
Damn wasn't expecting that one. "What'dya mean?" could it be that it was me he was thinking about?
"Just what I said." There goes that defensive barrier again. "It's a simple enough question even for your limited knowledge."
Great ask me how I feel then insult me. Yeah this is the Sanzo I know. Crazy assed jerk. "Aside from the fact that you just put me down, which I can kinda understand, I guess I …well shit I guess I like you." There I said it; it's out in the open. Go ahead and fillet my soul.
His breathy sigh sounds like one of relief. "Thank you."
"So alls fair here I'll ask the same thing." Yeah I got a little pushy. "How do you feel about me?"
He takes a deep breath and says…
Pt. 6
Wow! here we are talking. I notice he has a shell shocked, far away look on his beautiful face. I really want to reach out and touch him. What's going on inside that head?
Damn I should have brought along something to drink.
Why has he shrunken into himself? It bothers me that he's ducked back into that stony shell of his?
"So what did you want to talk about?" it's an honest question but he seems shaken.
"I needed to know something important but only if you promise not to laugh."
I make a little cross mark across my heart. "I promise I won't." I leave off the "cross my heart and hope to die" part because I know that if I do laugh or giggle I will die and quickly.
"This isn't easy for me." Is that a quiver in his voice?
"I know that much." I want to reach out and stroke his face and tell him it's alright. That what ever he has to say I'll listen.
He drops back into silence once more, lighting another cigarette. I'll let him set the pace. He's watching the smoke drift in the air.
"I'm really sorry about watching you bathe." I hope I have enough sincerity in my voice. "But yet I'm not." Gotta be honest here. He gives me a silent nod. Seeing him like this is making me even hornier. God damn he's sexy when he's being shy. I want to reach out and hold him, to comfort him. I'm not sure that I should but I reach out and touch his hand. It feels electric. Does he feel it too?
He stares at my hand on his as if it was some foreign object. I withdraw after a few more moments. I've got more then enough patience to wait this out. I know not to press my luck. It's sort of like wanting and waiting for mom to love me. It seems like it's next to impossible, but I'll wait just the same.
After what seems like an eternity he whispers. "I want to know how you feel about me?"
Damn wasn't expecting that one. "What'dya mean?" could it be that it was me he was thinking about?
"Just what I said." There goes that defensive barrier again. "It's a simple enough question even for your limited knowledge."
Great ask me how I feel then insult me. Yeah this is the Sanzo I know. Crazy assed jerk. "Aside from the fact that you just put me down, which I can kinda understand, I guess I …well shit I guess I like you." There I said it; it's out in the open. Go ahead and fillet my soul.
His breathy sigh sounds like one of relief. "Thank you."
"So alls fair here I'll ask the same thing." Yeah I got a little pushy. "How do you feel about me?"
He takes a deep breath and says…