" I laughed gently and said, "Same here." I laughed gently and said, "Same here." "Speaking of which," he started. Speaking of what, I wondered. He continued, "I made a breakfast date at Rhysh with P'nyssa and Ally. They're going to meet us about one after light." "Okay. But what does that have to do with the craving to be in your arms?" I said. "Well, more like the opposite. I want your arm in me." I blinked for a second and said, "Excuse me?" "Tonight, I want to go back to my house, and I want you to handball me." He said it so simply and so matter-of-factly that I was taken aback. "They teach you to be pretty straightforward in Rhysh, don't they?" He smiled and said, "It's the only way to get what you want." I nodded and said, "You know I've never done that before." "You've been on the receiving end. And I trust you, Ken. Trust you enough." He smiled. I nodded and said, "Nothing else?" "Nothing else. No games, no top or bottom. Just you and me." I put my arm around his waist and steered him around a half-circle, back towards the Castle. Walking arm-in-arm along the beach wasn't easy; the sands shifted, trying to force us apart, breaking up the cadence of our steps. But we fought it, and managed to make it to the more compressed sands of the stream leading out from the lagoon, leading back to the Castle. We didn't speak much, just held each other and enjoyed each other's company. We took the 'wet' SDisk up the roof. Once in the small pool in the roof, I headed for the steps out, only to find Ress standing there with two huge towels. "Hi!" I said. "Hiho," she said with a reserved sort of cheerfulness. |