Topic 150: Tunnel photo
There are days Will feels as if he can't breathe, as if the walls are closing in on him and he'll be crushed at any moment. Sometimes it's all too much to take. There's too much bullshit, too many opinions, too many thoughts. He knows that if he can run away, everything will be better. But he can't run so he closes his eyes and thinks about where he wants to be at that very moment. It's always the same place - with the one person who matters the most to him.
There are nights when he can't sleep and he dreams about being trapped in a cold, dark place. There's always a light ahead of him but no matter how far or fast he runs, he can't reach it. Sometimes he's being chased. It can be any number of faceless strangers, shrieking out their angry accusations, and he's desperate to find his lover and make sure they haven't gotten to him somehow. Other nights, when he looks behind him, he sees that Kevin is the one chasing him. Before he can escape, Kevin's on top of him and Will knows he's never going to get away. He wakes up, sweating and shaking, still able to feel Kevin inside him. Sometimes he's afraid to move because he knows Kevin will hurt him if he does.
It's the warmth of another body next to his that calms and soothes him, bringing him back from his nightmare when he remembers where he is and who's lying next to him. His lover's arms are around him, offering a comfort he knows he wouldn't be able to find anywhere else. Slow, steady breathing tickles the hair on the back of his neck, and he tries to slow down his own breathing to match its rhythm. In that moment, he would force his heart to beat in time with the other man's if he could.
Moving carefully, Will turns in his lover's arms so that he can face him. He keeps still when Orli stirs, waiting to see if he'll awaken. When he doesn't, Will relaxes and gently touches his face. He owes this man his life, plain and simple. The nightmare brings that home to him. As beautiful as he is, both inside and outside, nothing compares to the memory of Will seeing the depth of his courage. In that instant, that flash of gunfire, Will had known that everything was going to be okay. No matter who he might dream is chasing him, no matter how trapped or cornered he might feel in those moments of anxiety, he knows that once he's with this man everything will be all right. Perhaps it's too much of a burden to place on anyone, but Will can't help feeling that Orli can make everything good and safe in his life.
His eyelids grow heavy, and Will snuggles closer so he can tuck his head under Orlando's chin. He concentrates on the breathing again, inhaling the warm, sensual scent of him until he finally drifts off to a deep, peaceful sleep. This time, when he dreams, his lover is by his side in the cold, dark place, and they begin walking towards the light together, hand in hand. When they reach it, there's nothing more than peace and quiet waiting for them.
There are nights when he can't sleep and he dreams about being trapped in a cold, dark place. There's always a light ahead of him but no matter how far or fast he runs, he can't reach it. Sometimes he's being chased. It can be any number of faceless strangers, shrieking out their angry accusations, and he's desperate to find his lover and make sure they haven't gotten to him somehow. Other nights, when he looks behind him, he sees that Kevin is the one chasing him. Before he can escape, Kevin's on top of him and Will knows he's never going to get away. He wakes up, sweating and shaking, still able to feel Kevin inside him. Sometimes he's afraid to move because he knows Kevin will hurt him if he does.
It's the warmth of another body next to his that calms and soothes him, bringing him back from his nightmare when he remembers where he is and who's lying next to him. His lover's arms are around him, offering a comfort he knows he wouldn't be able to find anywhere else. Slow, steady breathing tickles the hair on the back of his neck, and he tries to slow down his own breathing to match its rhythm. In that moment, he would force his heart to beat in time with the other man's if he could.
Moving carefully, Will turns in his lover's arms so that he can face him. He keeps still when Orli stirs, waiting to see if he'll awaken. When he doesn't, Will relaxes and gently touches his face. He owes this man his life, plain and simple. The nightmare brings that home to him. As beautiful as he is, both inside and outside, nothing compares to the memory of Will seeing the depth of his courage. In that instant, that flash of gunfire, Will had known that everything was going to be okay. No matter who he might dream is chasing him, no matter how trapped or cornered he might feel in those moments of anxiety, he knows that once he's with this man everything will be all right. Perhaps it's too much of a burden to place on anyone, but Will can't help feeling that Orli can make everything good and safe in his life.
His eyelids grow heavy, and Will snuggles closer so he can tuck his head under Orlando's chin. He concentrates on the breathing again, inhaling the warm, sensual scent of him until he finally drifts off to a deep, peaceful sleep. This time, when he dreams, his lover is by his side in the cold, dark place, and they begin walking towards the light together, hand in hand. When they reach it, there's nothing more than peace and quiet waiting for them.