“I have a challenge for you,” he says.
“And what is that?” Bruce can’t keep the tremor out of his voice as he stares in his eyes.
“We touch our noses together, and see how long we can keep them there before I give in and kiss you.”
Bruce looks at that small smile curving Jeffrey’s lips, then lets lust trump shyness and puts his hands on Jeffrey’s waist. He leans in and brushes their noses together.
“One–two–” He stops, then smiles.
“Too long,” Jeffrey whispers. He takes Bruce’s face in his hands and their eyes drift closed, then they touch their lips together in a sweet soft kiss, exploring, tasting each other like they were made for each other. Bruce moves his hands up Jeffrey’s chest and gently cradles the back of his head, deepening the pressure of his lips on his. He laces his fingers through Jeffrey’s hair, feeling himself falling, diving in a ringing world of feeling that rushes up to meet him as he turns his head, fusing their lips together. Jeffrey lowers his hands and arms to the small of Bruce’s back, gently drawing him even closer. He slowly strokes him up and down, feeling his runner’s muscles flexing under his shirt as their lips move together again and again, clinging to each other. Bruce moves his hands down to feel the pulse beating in Jeffrey’s neck, beating faster because of him, and he feels him shiver. They touch their tongues one to the other, just the tips of them, then they draw them back, making that one little dancing movement so lovely, so much more erotic then it might have been otherwise. Like a promise.
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