Revelations

This story is the sequel to the story Revelation.

The months passed and he seemed to be back to his old self. His smile returned and then his laugh, and the blue eyes I knew so well would bring a grin to my lips with every glance in my direction.

I still kept my true feelings hidden from him, though it was hard. But I had made a promise to myself and to him and I would keep it: To always be there—no matter what. But my lips would remember the feel of his, and my arms still ached to hold him close.

Sometimes I would catch him staring at me, and I felt as if he knew about my feelings for him. But I told myself it was just wishful thinking on my part. That even if he knew, it didn’t mean he felt the same way.

But he did…

We were sitting on the couch at his place, just like a thousand times before. But this time he sat too close. This time he brushed his shoulder against mine too intimately while reaching for his drink on the table. And said my name too softly.

“Were you ever going to tell me, Starsk?” he said, as simple as that. I’d known for a while now that there was ‘something’ on his mind, but figured it was most likely about Gillian.

“I’m not sure what you mean,” I whispered, almost afraid of his reply.

“I know you kissed me that night, Starsk. I was awake enough to feel it and even though I was half out of my mind over Gillian, I was glad you did. I know how that sounds—but it’s the truth.”

“God, Hutch, I — I never thought you knew.”

“Well, I do. And if you wanted to do it again, I wouldn’t mind. It’s always been ‘us.’ Somehow I’ve always known that, even though I never let myself see it or really believe it…’till now.”

“I love you so much. I want you –” The words caught in my throat, words I longed to say, words I needed him to hear.

He looked at me then, with eyes that could see right through me, eyes that took my breath away. “Take me to bed, Starsk. I don’t care if we do nothing or everything, I just want to be in your arms.”

I felt my hands tremble a little as I laced my fingers into his hair and drew his face close. Our kiss was wet, deep, and filled with an aching need that we both knew could not be denied any longer. It seemed so natural between us, this next step, and the feel of our arms and lips on each other. I think that surprised us both, more than anything else —how right it was.

When it finally happened between us, it was all at once. We were a rush of sweat and breath, of dark and light coming together. I tasted the sweet moisture of his skin, never getting enough. Pain and pleasure no longer distinct between us as I lost myself inside of him. There was no part of him now that wasn’t mine, no part of me that didn’t belong to him. And my name…God, the way he said my name as we made love.

In the end, we held each other close like new lovers… and old friends. Like coming home after a long journey to find a familiar face that was always there. Would always be there.

“I never knew it could be like this between us,” he whispered, and I felt his arms tighten around me; his breath, so warm on my shoulder.

“I know, babe. It was wonderful, just like I dreamed it would be.”

“It’s always going be like that, too,” he yawned, affectionate and curious as he began to drift off.

“Yes,” I whisper, as I bury my face his golden hair, and breathe in the familiar scent of him that stirs my desire once more… “Yes love, it’s always going to be wonderful between us. I promise.”

~*~*~*~*

   When you wake to find me here,
   Know that it is real.
   Know that I am yours.
   Know that I will never leave.
   Know in your heart that it was always meant to be.
   A kiss to warm the cold darkness of night.
   A caress to bring a sigh.
   And what has always been there between us,
   Friendship and love.
   Me and thee is finally realized…