Colleague Temptation

Colleague Temptation

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Christophe stared at the ceiling, the neon lights, bright and mesmerizing somehow. He found himself in the same secure and private place he liked to be in when he was bored out of his mind. Getting lost in the vastness of his own private thoughts, he lingered in his daily sanctuary away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life. That place to let his thoughts wander to another love filled scenario in which he could play the story in his mind like a sappy hallmark worthy movie. The love of the day in question's name was; Peter...and not just any Peter, but his best friend and work colleague; Peter. He knew he shouldn't go there but one's mind was a safe haven right? But what happens when daydreaming and reality intertwine? Awkwardness, sexual tension and corky situations abound and leave Christophe a confused mess pinning for the guy he thinks he can't have. Peter himself has other thoughts about that.
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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