Brett on the gradus to Parnassum
(égal)
Holds his lover's head between his hands
tries to be still
tries to shudder less
tries to control the twitches in his body
(sans sécheresse)
Feels his lover's mouth
wet against his belly
descending
(un peu retenu)
For a second, just a second
pulls his lover's head up
gently
to read his face
(a tempo)
lets go
shivers coursing his skin
(retenu)
"Eddy, shh... don't rush me"
lifts his lover's head again
holds his face in the cusp of his hands
so he can see his mouth
bursting red, parted, wet
don't rush
(half-time groove: double time)
strokes his lover's face
slowly
strokes his lover's lips
pushes a finger inside his lover's mouth
gently
(animez un peu)
pushes a second finger inside his lover's mouth
the wetness behind the lips
the tongue behind the teeth
(Retenu)
his lover kisses his belly
feels the soft hair on his lover's head
(a tempo)
gives himself over
to the pulse inside his lover's mouth
lets each arpeggiated wave crescend
and wash over him
hears the top notes as they cascade upward
each like a bell
ascending, ascending
(très animé)
piu f
ff
ff
ff
POISSON D'OR, après l'amour
Twice wet, Eddy's body flickers,
wriggles and snakes over his.
Brett watches as Eddy pulls himself up on his arms.
The afternoon sun through the window
nets his throat, his chest,
and peppers his skin with a hundred strokes of light.
Brett's hands slip on his lover's back
who arches higher
and laughs,
mouth open, breaking the surface,
surfing the artesian spring from the sunken pond
between their conjoined bellies
YOU ARE READING
Two Violins, One Love, BAE
FanfictionWill Brett ever manage to say the R word??? But just as importantly, will he have the courage to be true to himself and to his feelings? Enjoy reading and yes, it's the one they made a video about, to my great mortification/amusement (There used to...