Mercury In Retrograde
By Silk
Part 3
"Jimjimjimjimjim,"
Blair managed to say as Jim pushed him to the back of the elevator.
Jim waited until there
was no one but him and Blair in the elevator, his face impassive, not a trace
of the longing that so evidently drove him. He reached out one hand to hit the
emergency stop button. "We've got about thirty seconds before that fucking
phone rings and someone thinks they're doing us a favor to get us out of here."
"Jim?" Blair
yelped as Sentinel teeth grazed his neck. Then his eyes fluttered shut as Jim's
mouth found his. "Jimmm..." he sighed.
His knee insinuated
itself between Blair's legs, finding just the right spot for maximum pleasure
in minimum time. Blair's mouth fell open in surprise, a fact that Jim took full
advantage of moments later. "I know you can't tell, Blair, from the way
I've been acting, but I've been waiting to kiss you all fucking day."
Blair huffed gently, his
breath warming Jim's face. "What was that in there, playing hard to
get?"
Jim buried his face
against Blair's hair, nosing the gold hoop earring aside. "Don't be mad,
Chief. I'm trying."
"I know, Jim. I'm
sorry loving me is so hard for you."
Jim pulled away from
Blair with a sharp tug. "Oh, no, Chief, loving you is the easiest thing in
the world. Making our lives work is what's hard."
"Told you we should
have called in and stayed in bed all day," Blair quipped.
"Now what would
that solve?"
"Nothing. Didn't
say it would solve a goddamned thing. But it would have been so
wonderful."
Jim lifted Blair's hair
off his neck and pressed his lips tenderly there. "We'll have other days,
Chief."
"Yeah. But you owe
me, man. You owe me bigtime. You've got major sucking up to do."
Suddenly a voice came
over the intercom, startling both of them. "Hello in there! Is everyone
all right?"
Jim gazed intently into
his lover's incredibly blue eyes. "We'll be just fine," he said
softly.
***
Blair smiled to himself.
It looked like Jim was going to blow a shock absorber, taking the truck over
some of the dicier roads at such high speed, but he was a bit...anxious...to
make up with Blair.
Their ride up in the
elevator to the loft was, strangely enough, uneventful. That was good because
Blair already felt overstimulated. He imagined that this must be what Jim felt
like when his senses were wide open.
When they got to the
loft door, Jim placed the key in the lock and a hand in the small of Blair's
back, giving him a gentle push over the threshold. Blair turned to face Jim,
his eyes drifting over the hardened length of Jim's body. "Do you realize
that we still haven't eaten a thing, Jim?"
"Food is highly
overrated, Chief."
"You don't bite, do
you? I wouldn't want you to like mistake me for a tasty egg roll or something.
That could end tragically."
"Chief, the only
reason you're still standing up and not bent over the couch with your pants
down around your ankles is because I...am...exercising...restraint...here."
"Wow. I'm
impressed, man."
"You are so fucking
easy, Chief." For all of the banter and sexual innuendo, Jim wanted Blair
to know just how deeply he loved him. He had a feeling that Blair, in some
ways, might be just as difficult to convince, as he was.
Jim slid both hands down
Blair's back, a bit startled to discover that Blair wore no underwear. "So
that's how you got ready so quickly this morning!"
"I'm starving, Jim.
This is so not fair. You treat all your other dates to fancy food at classy
restaurants. What do I get?"
"In the first
place, Chief, we're not dating. I know this because you and I do not go out. In
the second place, we don't have to go out because we have everything we need
right here. At home." Jim wrapped his arms around Blair's waist, pulling
him closer. "And in the third place, if you need any other good reasons, I
never loved any of them."
"Not any,
Jim?"
"Not any, Chief.
You've been in my heart for longer than you know."
Blair smiled. He was
very much the sun that came out from behind Jim's clouds.