Coming Home

It’s been a long hunt. A long time away from home. Along time away from you. I was dead on my feet and it’s late. I am eager to see you but I don’t want to wake you.

Our apartment smells like you. God I missed it. I linger in the wide open space between the living room and the kitchen remembering the last dance we shared while you sang to me. I don’t remember the song. I never do. I just remember your voice. The baritone sending shivers down my spine while you sing only for me.

The room is dark and I trip over something on the floor and wonder what it was but not enough to make me look or turn on the light. I know the way to our room and find the door ajar. A small light peaks through the door frame. I stand outside listening, but I can only hear the soft breathes you take as you dream.

I push the door open slowly. It creeks at the end and I stopped it before it wakes your slumber. But I’d been wrong, you are sitting against the headboard smirking at me. “You knew?”

That laugh you do when you know you are right, that goes straight to my cock and you know it, echoes in the silence of our room. You tap your forehead with that gorgeous smirk. “You are so fucking loud pretty boy.”

I drop my bag on the floor and crawl over the foot of the bed up your bedding covered body. I’m overwhelmed with the scent of you. I press my forehead against yours and sigh as you cup my chin in your hand, the other snaking behind my neck pulling me closer to kiss.

I can’t help the soft moan that escapes my lips. You pull me closer as you scoot down in bed. I’m gone before you flip the lights out. I missed being home… I missed you.

(As a side note, this doesn’t go anywhere, was just a feeling I was having.)

ee cummings

I’m not writing any at least not yet I don’t think we’ll see.

But today’s prompt is leaf which made AJ think of an ee cummings poem

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one
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iness

And it wasn’t the one AJ was looking for particularly so we googled it. We didn’t find it though.

ee cummings is a weird poet. Here’s one I like:

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

Before Date Night

Everyone had a good time. Even I did, but afterwards I was left with that empty feeling as we cleaned up. I loved my family. Hell, I never even thought I’d have this one day. I should be happy, but I wasn’t. Lost inside my own mind. The anxiety and the depression threatened to rip a hole in me. My heart was pounding against my rib cage and I felt like I was drowning in everything. I should be happy…

But it was Sunday night now and I was taking Dee out. Sage was watching me apply eye liner. “You won’t screw this one up will you?”

I looked at him through the mirror. “I’ll probably screw it up. But I won’t do it on purpose.”

Sage sighed and stood up. “Nox, Why can’t you get along with Dee as well as the rest of us?” He wrapped his arms around me and I sighed as he pressed his cheek against my shoulder.

“We get along fine. We just clash.”

Sage grinned against my neck. “But the sex is amazing isn’t it? You two fit together.”

I sighed. “Love, Dee is too dominating for me. You love it, Dev loves it. But yes, the sex is amazing, with all of us, it’s amazing.” I grined at him, “I didn’t know being monogomous would be so diverse.”

Sage blushed. “We aren’t monogomous, it’s polyamourous.”

“Yes and no. Yeah it’s a relationship where we love more than one person, but we are having sex only within our group.”

Sage kissed my neck. “Whatever you and Dev are doing is making things better. You are trying with Dee. Why aren’t you happy?”

“I’m happy with you Sage. I’m happy with Dev and Dee and the boys. My family makes me happy.”

“Why aren’t we enough?” Sage begged me to answer the question. I hated hearing the patheticness in his voice.

“Do you want me to be the stay-at-home dad? The one who cooks and cleans and the one who runs the house?”

Sage sighed. “You are good at it.”

“But it’s not me.” I turned around in his arms and he had to stand back up. His beautiful blue eyes were shining at me but they were sad. “I’m trying, Sage.”

“I know you are.” He smiled. “Adam and I are going to hang out tonight, that cool?” He was obviously changing the topic like he always did when I started with my depression and anxiety. He still read me well, just chose to ignore the problem. I was beginning to think that was part of life with Sage. I couldn’t ignore the problem – I was the problem.

“Don’t let Adam make a mess of my living room.” I nodded. I knew I sounded exactly like Sage wanted me to. I wanted to make him happy. I needed to. I just was making myself miserable doing it.

He grinned at me as I turned back around to finish applying my make up for my date with Dee. “I’ll make sure he behaves. I ordered pizza for me and the boys.”

I sighed, “There are still plenty of left overs.”

“I’m tired of left overs.” Sage groaned.

“Isn’t that part of the Thanksgiving tradition you have way too much food for like days?”

Sage sighed. “Yes. But we are still having pizza.”

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. Make sure the boys go to bed on time, they have classes in the morning.”

Sage shook his head, “They have the week off for Thanksgiving.”

I smiled. “Why isn’t it on my schedule?”

Sage shrugged. “I thought Matt was doing that?”

I sighed. “Matt doesn’t have the password. You changed it and no one can get in but you. What’s the point of a family calendar if only you can add to it?”

Sage sighed. “I thought I shared the calendar with everyone.”

I shrugged. “Sage I know enough to get by. I know I can’t add events to the family calendar. I add it to my own.”

“I’ll look into it.”

I nodded. “Please don’t forget.” I put all my things away and turned to face Sage. “I gotta go.” I pressed a kiss to his lips and he smiled at me.

“You taste like strawberries.” He licked his lips and then pushed me away by the shoulders to get a good look at me. “Damn you look fine. Where you taking Dee?”

“Mexican and dancing.”

“So boring.” Sage yawned then grinned at me. “I would love to watch you two dance.” He winked at the implied innuendo and his own kinks. But he would have liked to watch us really dance too. He didn’t know how, he enjoyed clubbing but had never learned the art of dance – Dee hadn’t either but she was a quick study. Dev was great at it, his mother being a dance instructor afterall. Too bad he didn’t like dancing.

All Scenes

Getting Ready (9/12/2017)
Dev and Dee (9/13/2017)
Confessions (9/14/2017)
Falling Apart (9/15/2017)
Back Home (9/16/2017)
Under the Tree (9/17/2017)
The Day Before (9/18/2017)
Brothers (9/19/2017)
Unexpected Family (9/20/2017)
Family (9/21/2017)
Before Date Night (9/22/2017)
Lost in Thought (9/23/2017)
Dinner and Dancing (9/24/2017)
Calling Ant (9/26/2017)
Meeting Il Cane (9/27/2017)
Quid Pro Quo (9/28/2017)
Jumping In (9/29/2017)
8 seconds (9/30/2017)
He Can Wait (10/1/2017)
Straight Talk (10/2/2017)
Pissed Off (10/3/2017)
Some Understanding (10/4/2017)
The Couch (10/5/2017)
Raining (10/6/2017)
Allison Grey (10/7/2017)
Chevalier (10/8/2017)
Jack Wynn (10/9/2017)
Meddling Friends (10/10/2017)
The Boys (10/11/2017)
Italian Villa (10/12/2017)
Temptation (10/13/2017)
Sleeping it Off (10/14/2017)
Magic All Around (10/15/2017)
Prophecy (10/16/2017)
Off Color (10/17/2017)
Heritage (10/18/2017)
Fucking Magic (10/19/2017)
Rude Awakening (10/20/2017)
Stronghold (10/21/2017)
Regrouping (10/22/2017)
Long Distance (10/23/2017)
My Rockstar (10/24/2017)
Stupid Bear (10/25/2017)
Finding My Self (10/26/2017)
The Real Problem (10/27/2017)
Shadow Walkers (10/27/2017)
Into Danger (10/28/2017)
The Frying Pan (10/29/2017)
Dragon Call (10/30/2017)
Red Dragons (10/31/2017)
Brandon Holt (11/1/2017)
Dreaming of You (11/2/2017)
I’m no Hero (11/3/2017)
More Favors (11/4/2017)
Chatter Boxes (11/5/2017)
Eloise Dean (11/6/2017)
Tunnel Rats (11/7/2017)
The Tunnels (11/8/2017)
Fire Fight (11/9/2017)
Am I Dead? (11/10/2017)
Into the Fire (11/11/2017)
Out of the Ashes (11/12/2017)
Untold Hunger (11/13/2017)
The Living Tattoo (11/14/2017)
Midnight (11/15/2017)
Off to Fight (11/16/2017)
Super Hero (11/17/2017)
Personal Assistant (11/18/2017)
Daddy Dearest (11/19/2017)
Bernstein (11/20/2017)
Delegation (11/21/2017)
Other Powers (11/22/2017)
Me Instead (11/23/2017)
Morana Balrog (11/24/2017)
The Reason (11/25/2017)
My Family (11/26/2017)
Falling Down (11/27/2017)
Dream Walkers (11/28/2017)
The Void (11/29/2017)
Waking Up (12/1/2017)
Wrap Up (12/2/2017)
Presents (12/3/2017)