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Twelve
Amethyst
A few days later,I was starting to get comfortable with Erik. He seemed kind, was unobtrusive, and having him around seemed to make Davit relax a little.
A very little.
Some of his anger and tension had eased, but he was still on edge, and that left me on edge too.
I was too cowardly to actually speak to him, but I hoped something would change.
After another lonely dinner in the hotel room, I gave up pretending I wasn’t waiting for him and decided to go to bed.
I thought it would be impossible to unwind, but I showered, then lay in bed, sure sleep wouldn’t come.
But it did.
It was fitful, restless, and I could feel myself tossing and turning.
“Sirum en qez,”he whispered.
I didn’t open my eyes, certain I was dreaming, and not wanting him to leave if I was. Uncaring that I didn’t understand what he’d said.
Instead, I reached for him, wrapped my arms around his solid body, trying to pull him as close as I possibly could.
“Davit,” I whispered.
I had done this countless nights before, only to open my eyes and find myself alone.
Even when I had run, even when I had been sure I was doing the right thing, I had longed for him.
I squeezed him tighter, trying to keep him with me, not wanting to let him go.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he said.
His voice, deep, soft, brushed against my ear, and I shivered.
Lips, lips that I knew I would crave forever, brushed against my cheek.
I rested against him for a moment, and then opened my eyes and found him staring back at me.
“Davit,” I said.
His answer was a kiss.
It was a kiss I had longed for, dreamed of, and when his lips covered mine, and his tongue pressed into my mouth, I exhaled, felt like I was fully alive, felt like I could breathe again.
He deepened the kiss, and I pulled him closer, my body pressed against his.
He was naked, and though I was wearing only a T-shirt, it felt like far too much.
The desire to touch him, feel his skin against mine, feel like I was home once again, was too much for me to ignore.
I quickly rid myself of the shirt, and stroked my hands down his strong body, the rasp of the hair on his chest against my palms making me shiver.
I reached lower, stroked from the root of his cock to the tip, gathering the precum that leaked from his head and smoothing it down his shaft.
He pushed my hand away, then stared down at me, not moving.
