britin1729 (britin1729) wrote in _love_qaf_fic, @ 2010-04-03 00:51:00 |
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It was the only word, the only thing I could possibly think of to describe this.
It was the weirdest fucking thing...if anyone had told me seven years ago that I would be lying here tonight beneath Brian Kinney, his dick hard and bare, ready to fuck me raw for the first time in our lives, I wouldn't have imagined I'd even be capable of coherent thought beyond “fuck me now.”
As it was, all I could think about was how we were about to leap off a cliff here, over the precipice and into the unknown. No turning back. We were ready; we'd spent too many years playing it safe. We were ready for the thrill, the risk that offered the greatest reward. It wasn't as though we didn't have our metaphorical harness attached— we'd taken all the necessary precautions, gone over every possible angle— we were ready to jump.
“Wait,” I spoke up, the instant before we made the plunge. I swear, it was the strangest, most ridiculous thing, but right then, I didn't want it. I didn't want to step over the edge, wanting just to hold onto the anticipation a little longer. This incredible electricity, this yearning inside us, more intense than ever. The actual drop into oblivion couldn't compare— surely it would be a disappointment.
He looked at me, his eyes boring into mine and assuring me that he knew exactly what I was thinking. Telling me without words that it was okay, that this was right. And then he was kissing me, and it was fiery and passionate and loving and so familiar that I chided myself for being so stupid. I should have known better; Brian Kinney never disappointed, especially not in this.
It was the weirdest fucking thing. Every time I thought I couldn't possibly fall deeper in love with Brian Kinney...I'd take a leap of faith and just keep on falling.