Disregard

“Let me see.”

“No.  It's okay.”

A frustrated sigh whispered out.

“Come on, Ray.  Let me take a look.”

Cheekbones glowed red, an embarrassed grimace coming into view.

“Ouch!  And don't you say a word!  Not one word!”

Winston gathered Ray close, his arms wrapping around the smaller man's body, offering body heat and comfort.

“Now honeybear, you know I would never do that.  Let me look.”

“OwOwOw!”

A tear trickled down Ray's chilled cheek.

“It hurts, Winston.  Stings real bad.”

The tall black Ghostbuster captured the tiny tear with a kiss.  His lips traveled across Ray's cheek before offering a breathless sigh to his lover's mouth.  Large hands gathered smaller ones in a gentle grip, a whisper of warm air drifting over the trembling digits.

“Winston, I couldn't resist.  I just couldn't.”

Ray nuzzled the strong column of the older man's throat.  The vibrations of a chuckle earned a lazy lick over Winston's Adam's apple.

“I know, Ray.  Just remember, dear heart . . . I never want you to suffer any pain.”

Winston reached for a nearby container of aloe vera, smoothing the cool gel over Ray's fingertips.

“So sweetness?  Next New Year's eve when I say please leave the firecrackers alone, you'll listen to me?”

An impish grin and nibbling kiss teased the tall black man.

“Maybe yes.  Maybe no.”

 

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