" Aaden nodded, smiling." Aaden nodded, smiling. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Someday I'm going to learn where your charisma comes from." I whispered back, "When I figure out where yours comes from, I'll let you in on mine." He laughed. "Come on, you two," I said in a louder voice, "Let's go inside." Inside we sat down again, and this time I deliberately sat next to Sufi, rather than hoping that our haphazard arrangement would put me next to him. Aaden sat behind Jahn and began slowly stroking his back; Jahn leaned forward to support himself on his arms, the purring from him loud over even the crackling of the fireplace. "Nervous?" I asked Sufi as he sat there, drinking from his glass. "A little," he confessed to me. "I know I can do it. The question is, can I do it with you?" "What's there to do with me that you can't do with Aaden? Like I said, from my perspective he's more important than I am. If you're able to keep up with him, I'd be honored to try and keep up with you." He nodded. I'm never dishonest with myself once my conclusions are clear... it had been pretty obvious from the moment I sat down at dinner that I was going to end up sleeping with Sufi. I could have asked him at the dinner table, but most people like going through the rituals and motions of acting coy, letting the decisions make themselves. I decided that now was the time Sufi and I had both been waiting for. I leaned over and kissed him. He responded with an overwhelming flurry of surprise, pulling back and staring into my eyes. "You really... " "Sufi," I replied softly. "I'd be very happy if you'd let me spend the night with you." He sat there, open-jawed. "Uhm... yes!" he replied, closing his mouth and smiling at me before closing the distance between us to kiss me, solidly, on the mouth, his muzzle parting to let our tongues meet halfway before he pushed me down onto the carpet. He covered my body with his own, his weight significant to me, his knee pressed up against my groin. I growled softly back at him, the centuries of living with a Felinzi lover paying off with its realism. |