FANFICTION Torn apart connected

Chapter 17 Melody of pleasure (18+)

Yu's POV

I float hotly enveloped by the coolness of lightness.

In his arms.

The water finds its way around our bodies that have become one.

Each breath of Sam's lulls me into eternity.

The mixture of my euphoria tingles in my body.

We enclose each other in silence.

The door to my soul stands open. Wide open.

Naked.

I only now notice that my tears are flowing. I feel them running, hear them warning me: 'And if he doesn't want to enter? And if he doesn't like what's behind the door? And if you are wrong?'

I fall. Doubt. Grieve.

The moment of freedom is captured by my fear.

Sam's hand begins to stroke my back. "Where are you?", I hear him ask far away.

A strong force inside me chokes my throat.

"Yu, stay with me!", Sam begs me.

'Only with you,' I can only reply inwardly.

And he opens our embrace.

Every cell of my body screams at the separation. And I follow the pain and allow my tears their way with my head lowered.

"Look at me, Yu!", I hear Sam's deep voice, "Yu, stay with me."

My thoughts can't find their way out. I'm afraid of my own words.

And the consequences. And the loneliness.

Sam approaches my head with his big, warm hands. He takes my face and slowly points it upward.

I close my eyes and feel his soft lips kiss my cheeks first. My forehead. My nose. My eyelids. My mouth.

He leans his forehead against mine. His closeness gets in me. We breathe each other.

My heart races. Overwhelms me and drives me into the arms of my dreaded hope.

"Yu, let me be with you. Be with you.", Sam whispers, taking his forehead from mine. I feel his gaze behind my closed eyes.

I open them.

Dive into his eyes.

Conquer the fear.

I smile at Sam. He kisses me. And smiles at me.

I see a waiting in his eyes.

"I want you.", I finally find my quiet voice again.

Sam blushes and I can breathe again.

Our eyes promise each other the fulfillment of our deepest desires as we remain silent.

We soap each other up and shower off.

I have to keep gathering myself. Catch. Look away. Suppress. Taking deep breaths. Turn my back on him.

A growl. Salivation.

How can he have such an effect on me.

My insatiable hunger puts me to shame. As if I've been waiting for him all my life. Lurked for him. Renounced everything.

His presence. Naked. Wet. Our hands on our skin.

I turn my back on him again.

Hiding my recurring erection.