Post by xbeyondinsanex on Sept 1, 2009 20:08:02 GMT -5
Matt takes the stage as Adam takes my hand and leads me down some forgotten hallway in whatever arena we happen to be in. I can bearly hear his first song over the thumping of my heart. The look in his eyes as he shows me the way, the feel of his hand, hot and sweaty as he leads me; these are magnets and I am powerless but to be drawn in.
He pulls me close and whispers hot; the whispers were better left unsaid but now that he's opened the gates of hell they all come pouring out. I can feel myself responding, hands sliding beneath the fabric of his black tank top. My body is pressed neatly into his and I shiver when he confesses
"I want you more than fame, more than music, more than anything. I think I've wanted you before we ever met; like our stars aligned the moment you were born."
I am sure he's done the charts, and who am I to disagree? His lips bless mine once; twice before the music changes. Matt is giving us Georgia and our bodies won't find peace until they find rhythym in each other.
Adam lays his arms around my shoulders and we sway, almost imperceptively. It's enough for now. It's a beginning at least.