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the grace of a feline, but was all man, too.
Never before had Gregg felt the desire to be pounced by somebody more than at that moment. But then again, aside from that one kiss, John had never shown any real interest in him. Maybe it was because Gregg was a Hawk. Or perhaps John preferred blonds. Or it could just be that John wasn’t into Gregg. For whatever reason, he hadn’t shown any other signs that he was attracted to Gregg.
Whether John smelled him or just sensed his presence, Gregg didn’t know. But the Lion stopped punching the bag and slowly turned to gaze at Gregg. Before he even realized it, Gregg’s feet were moving toward John. They didn’t stop until he was standing in front of John with only inches separating them.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt your workout. I didn’t think anybody was going to be down here so early,” Gregg said, not breaking eye contact.
“I couldn’t sleep. I had another one of those nightmares.”
“The ones where you can’t remember what they were about when you wake up?”
John had confided in Gregg about the night terrors a few days before. Personally, Gregg thought it was some part of John’s subconscious recalling the night of the Raven attack, but he didn’t go so far as to tell John that. He’d wait and let John figure that one out on his own.
“Yeah, so I thought I would work out some of my aggression on the punching bag,” John said.
Gregg gave a small laugh. “That’s funny, I was just coming down to work my aggressions out in the shooting range. I couldn’t sleep last night, either.”
“Was it your father again?”
Gregg nodded. “We got into a horrible fight this time. When I yelled back, he threatened to kick me out. Normally, I would have been all for that. Hell, I would have left a long time ago if I could have. But then there would be nobody there to take care of Tiffy. Even with me there, she’s not doing so hot. She’s not eating, and she hardly talks anymore. I can’t remember the last time she laughed, let alone smiled. This whole situation is slowly eating her alive, and I don’t know how to make it better.”
John pulled Gregg into a tight embrace, and just like that, Gregg felt safe for the first time in what seemed forever. He laid his cheek on John’s chest and let out a sigh. He’d been fighting this battle on his own for so long it was nice to finally have somebody that he could talk to.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do. If I go to Daniel, he will for sure exile my father. Then my dad will take Tiffy with him. But if I don’t go to Daniel, I may end up losing her anyway because she’s fading away from me more and more with each passing day,” Gregg said.
“Shhh…it’ll be all right. You’re not the only one who is facing this challenge anymore. You have me by your side, and I’ll help you think of something,” John said.
“Why would you do that for me?”
“Because I care for you.”
Stunned, Gregg lifted his head. The move made it so their lips were only inches apart. It would only take Gregg standing on his tiptoes, and they would be kissing. He was so tempted, but he wanted to ask John something first.
“What did you just say?”
“I care for you,” John repeated as he rubbed the back of his fingers along Gregg’s cheek.
“Like a friend cares for a friend or something more?”
John cupped Gregg’s cheek, his touch so soft, yet strong at the same time. “Oh, so, so much more.”
John then lowered his head and pressed their lips together in a kiss that was so hot, so carnal, so consuming that Gregg’s whole world was rocked and then some. At first, Gregg just took it, but when he felt John’s tongue pressing at the seam of his lips, begging for permission to enter, Gregg opened up and really got into it.
Moving his arms so they were around John’s neck, Gregg thrust his own tongue out so that they could slide together. Gregg let out a moan. Oh, this was so much nicer than
Never before had Gregg felt the desire to be pounced by somebody more than at that moment. But then again, aside from that one kiss, John had never shown any real interest in him. Maybe it was because Gregg was a Hawk. Or perhaps John preferred blonds. Or it could just be that John wasn’t into Gregg. For whatever reason, he hadn’t shown any other signs that he was attracted to Gregg.
Whether John smelled him or just sensed his presence, Gregg didn’t know. But the Lion stopped punching the bag and slowly turned to gaze at Gregg. Before he even realized it, Gregg’s feet were moving toward John. They didn’t stop until he was standing in front of John with only inches separating them.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt your workout. I didn’t think anybody was going to be down here so early,” Gregg said, not breaking eye contact.
“I couldn’t sleep. I had another one of those nightmares.”
“The ones where you can’t remember what they were about when you wake up?”
John had confided in Gregg about the night terrors a few days before. Personally, Gregg thought it was some part of John’s subconscious recalling the night of the Raven attack, but he didn’t go so far as to tell John that. He’d wait and let John figure that one out on his own.
“Yeah, so I thought I would work out some of my aggression on the punching bag,” John said.
Gregg gave a small laugh. “That’s funny, I was just coming down to work my aggressions out in the shooting range. I couldn’t sleep last night, either.”
“Was it your father again?”
Gregg nodded. “We got into a horrible fight this time. When I yelled back, he threatened to kick me out. Normally, I would have been all for that. Hell, I would have left a long time ago if I could have. But then there would be nobody there to take care of Tiffy. Even with me there, she’s not doing so hot. She’s not eating, and she hardly talks anymore. I can’t remember the last time she laughed, let alone smiled. This whole situation is slowly eating her alive, and I don’t know how to make it better.”
John pulled Gregg into a tight embrace, and just like that, Gregg felt safe for the first time in what seemed forever. He laid his cheek on John’s chest and let out a sigh. He’d been fighting this battle on his own for so long it was nice to finally have somebody that he could talk to.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do. If I go to Daniel, he will for sure exile my father. Then my dad will take Tiffy with him. But if I don’t go to Daniel, I may end up losing her anyway because she’s fading away from me more and more with each passing day,” Gregg said.
“Shhh…it’ll be all right. You’re not the only one who is facing this challenge anymore. You have me by your side, and I’ll help you think of something,” John said.
“Why would you do that for me?”
“Because I care for you.”
Stunned, Gregg lifted his head. The move made it so their lips were only inches apart. It would only take Gregg standing on his tiptoes, and they would be kissing. He was so tempted, but he wanted to ask John something first.
“What did you just say?”
“I care for you,” John repeated as he rubbed the back of his fingers along Gregg’s cheek.
“Like a friend cares for a friend or something more?”
John cupped Gregg’s cheek, his touch so soft, yet strong at the same time. “Oh, so, so much more.”
John then lowered his head and pressed their lips together in a kiss that was so hot, so carnal, so consuming that Gregg’s whole world was rocked and then some. At first, Gregg just took it, but when he felt John’s tongue pressing at the seam of his lips, begging for permission to enter, Gregg opened up and really got into it.
Moving his arms so they were around John’s neck, Gregg thrust his own tongue out so that they could slide together. Gregg let out a moan. Oh, this was so much nicer than
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