Darkoshi

Ah, my old Tee story. And this was a version of a part which I had decided was quite wrong. But it's still rather cute.



*******NOT how Tee and Misha started off**********
Misha starts unbuttoning Tee's shirt
with that hand. Tee finally realizes that Misha has more than
casual contact in mind. Misha feels Tee's pulse quicken for a
moment and then return to steady cadence. Misha releases Tee's
hand and unbuttons his own shirt. He then brushes the sides of
Tee's open shirt apart and places his hands on Tee's chest.
He feels Tee's heart beating steadily and smiles.

Tee wonders if he should do anything or just stay still. Misha's
hands are very warm on his chest. What does Misha have in mind?
Well, he thinks, Misha is an expert at this, so maybe I should
just let him continue... Misha's hands are burning against his
chest now... Tee wants to move away from the heat but feels as if
he is held in place. He stares into Misha's eyes, confused.

Finally, Misha lowers his hands, trailing them down Tee's stomach
and then removing them completely. Tee breathes in deeply. Now
his chest feels cold from the sudden removal of heat. He crosses
his arms over his chest and frowns. This doesn't seem a typical
foreplay. What is Misha doing? Well, he decides, if Misha wants
to play with me, I may as well make it easier for him. He shrugs
out of his shirt, and removes his pants as well. Seeing this,
Misha smiles broadly in apparent amusement. After a moment, he
starts humming and removes his own clothing, setting them aside.

Tee begins to feel very uncomfortable. He wishes Misha would say
something instead of acting so enigmatically. He wants to break
the silence himself, but can't think of anything to say that wouldn't
seem out of place. Misha seems to notice his discomfort. He smiles
again and says, "Don't worry, Tee. I haven't really started yet.
I'm just trying to figure out..." He trails off into silence again
and doesn't complete his sentence. Tee frowns briefly in annoyance,
then hunches down, resting his head on his arms.

"Hmmm," Misha murmurs. "This just doesn't feel right. Come on,
Tee, let's go for a walk." Tee looks up in surprise. Go for a
walk, at night, naked? Oh well, who's going to be watching us
out here, anyway? He gets up and lets Misha take his hand.
Misha has grabbed 2 blankets for them to wrap themselves in.
Misha leads him out in a direction going further away from the
camp. They walk briskly for a while. When Tee looks back, he can
hardly see the campfires anymore. He realizes how far away they
are. If he were on his own, the Tribe would probably think he was
attempting to escape again. He stops walking, pulling on Misha's
hand. Misha stops as well and looks at him. "Far enough?" he asks.

"Yes, I think so," Tee says.

"Well..." Misha says and places his hands lightly around Tee's neck.
He pulls Tee forward and kisses him. Tee's heart beats and his
insides throb in reaction. Well, this was more like it! He reaches
his arms out to touch Misha, but Misha has already stepped away.
Misha walks behind Tee and places his hands on Tee's shoulders.
"Sit down, Tee," he says. Tee sinks down to the sand. Misha does
too, and massages Tee's neck and back. "I think I'm out of practice,"
Misha admits. "I just have to get warmed up." Tee laughs briefly.
Misha continues the massage until Tee relaxes to his touch.

*********end of NOT how Tee and Misha started off***********

Is this story at all interesting to anyone else? It was something inside my head which I had written down a few years ago. But in reading it, it does seem to have an interesting quality, an interesting cadence, to it. Which perhaps might also appeal to others, or perhaps not.

( initial snippet of story )

eh. Well. I'm sure it's a lot better within my head, than in anyone else's.