Simply Not Enough
Copyright© 2006 by Tomaj
Chapter 2: Feelings
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2: Feelings - Charlie and Jeff make their feelings known to each other.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Romantic Gay Fan Fiction
The interaction between the two was always smooth, fluid, as if they were a liquid or a gas when with each other. Their touches, caresses. Like a creek flowing gently over stones in its bed of soil.
'Charlie, ' Jeff said with a smile.
The other man raised an eyebrow over the book he was reading. 'Yeah?' He didn't put anything past Jeff, so he stayed put for the time being.
'Aw, c'mon, stop bein' such a worry wart, ' Jeff grinned. 'It's nothin' bad, promise.'
Charlie simply shook his head with a chuckle and a small laugh. 'Yeah, well... What's up?'
Hardy shrugged a shoulder and walked over to Charlie, crouching in front of him, hands over Charlie's knees. 'Nothin'. Just wanna be over here. That's all.'
Charlie set his book down on the end table next to the chair he was sitting in, and then slid down out of the chair, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of Jeff. Raising a gentle hand to Jeff's jawline, he ran his thumb over his cheek. 'Always did like your accent.' He tilted his head, a half-grin slipping over his expression.
Jeff laughed, his own expression sheer amusement. 'You're silly sometimes, y'know that?' His southern drawl became more prominently so. He figured if Charlie liked it so much, he'd make it more noticeable.
'You are just as much.' He looked into Jeff's eyes, his own sparkling slightly as he looked back and forth between them. 'But you make it work one helluva lot better than I ever could.'
Jeff laughed again in response. 'But I think it's cute when you try to be silly.'
'And when I fail at it?'
Jeff shrugged. 'It doesn't matter whether you succeed or fail. You're bein' you. That's what matters to me.' His hand came up to stroke Charlie's face now, looking at him with such pure and raw passion and emotion that he didn't know what else to say, but couldn't contain it at the same time. His voice lowered to a whisper. 'Sometimes... there's just so much I wanna say to you.'
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