Trifecta: Valentine's Day, part two
I heard the word Limerance yesterday. It was explained as crush, the first feelings of love. Wiki has a much longer definition. "an involuntary potentially inspiring state of adoration and attachment to a limerent object involving intrusive and obsessive thoughts, feelings and behaviors from euphoria to despair, contingent on perceived emotional reciprocation” The other view relates it to OCD: “an involuntary interpersonal state that involves intrusive, obsessive, and compulsive thoughts, feelings, and behaviors that are contingent on perceived emotional reciprocation from the object of interest”
This brought to mind a story I was thinking about. A guy falls for another but is willing to just be friends, so he brings him to the family farm where his new friend falls for his sister. This happens twice more. The big family farm is too cramped for Main, so he goes to the city where he meets the son of a shopkeeper who's willing to be more than friends. Main does not bring this guy home (he's got one more sister). At first.
But then his lover's father kicks him out, so Main takes his lover back to his house and sees his little sister flirt. He takes his friend into the woods and tells him that if he wants Main's sister, Main can deal, but he's not going to watch as his heart is broken yet again. He'll head out. He's already got three former friends as brothers-in-law. Lover would be harder to give up as they are sleeping together.
Lover says Main is all he wants, so Main takes him to town where Lover gets a job at the local store and a little cabin of his own. Main stays nights with him and works on the home farm during the day. A holiday comes when they whole family celebrates at the farm. Main takes Lover out to the barn where the men gather while the women take over the house. (partly because no matter how small and gentle his lover is, he's still a man, and partly to keep him out of Main's youngest sister's grasp) One of his brothers-in-law is jealous of Lover. He says some nasty things. Main defends Lover with his fists. The fight is hot and fierce. Water splashed on them doesn't cool it. But it does upset the women when they come in for dinner covered in mud and hay.
Late that night in Main's bed, Lover says Main has unresolved feeling for his old crushes. And that b-i-l wouldn't have been so upset if he hadn't had unresolved feelings of his own. He probably thought Main would continue to love him after he married Main's sister. And hurt his sister? Main asks. Lover cuddles close. He had exactly what he wants.
Which all the crushes Main has Limernce would be a good title.
Title: Trifecta
Chapter: Valentine's Day, part two
Status: WIP
Genre: Romance, Triple Slash, businessmen, jobs, friends, working
Length: 1k
Summary: Kenneth prepares for the evening
Master List
Kenneth slowly pulled the car into the garage. Damien’s car was parked by the street, but Ty’s wasn’t in the garage. He checked the flowers in the front seat, but decided to take the balloons in first. He held them behind his back and carefully opened the door to the house. Damien moved clothes from the washer to the dryer. Kenneth took a second to examine Damien’s profile. He really was breathtaking. Damien turned his head. Kenneth held up a hand. “Close your eyes.”
Kenneth negotiated the door into the thin room. He tried to keep the balloons from touching Damien, but some had minds of their own. He carried the balloons into the table. “You can open them.”
Damien stepped into the kitchen and his jaw dropped. “Wow.”
Kenneth wrapped his arms around Damien. “Has anyone bought balloons for you before?”
Damien shook his head. “These can’t be for me.”
Two dozen latex and five mylar balloons did make a huge bunch. “The nice thing about balloons is that you can give them more than once. Now they are all for you. Later when Ty gets back, some can be for him.”
“Ok.” Damien grinned.
“In the bedroom maybe.” Kenneth slid his hand under Damien’s shirt.
Damien turned in Kenneth’s arms. “Should we?”
“Without Ty, do you mean?”
Damien nodded.
“For now.” How long before they were comfortable enough together that they could have sex in couples instead of all together all the time? He liked both men, but he wanted to celebrate their joys together and separately.
Damien frowned. “You don’t want to.”
Kenneth ran his hands down Damien’s sides. “I want to take you right now.” He sighed. “But you were in the middle of something, and I left the steaks in the car.”
Damien grinned and wrapped his arms around Kenneth’s neck. “You can kiss me.”
So Kenneth did, but instead of being controlled and just until they ran out of breath, he came to himself with Damien’s legs around his waist as he thrust Damien against a wall. He was beyond breathless. He back away. He was almost forty. He shouldn’t be acting like a college student. But Damien moaned and begged and Kenneth gave in. Damien came a moment later.
Kenneth gently let him down, but instead of landing on his feet, he bent to his knees and reached for Kenneth’s belt. Damien looked up. “I am attracted to you.”
Kenneth ran his fingers through Damien’s hair. “I don’t doubt that.”
And then he couldn’t talk. Damien went down on him as beautifully as he did everything else.
Then Damien hopped to his feet with a grin. “I’ve got to start the dishwasher.”
Kenneth followed him into the kitchen and rubbed his ass on the way to the garage. He got the steaks and other groceries out of the car and brought them into the kitchen. Damien kissed his cheek. “Delicious.”
Kenneth wasn’t sure if he meant the steaks or Kenneth, but either way, Kenneth liked his taste.
The flowers were next. Damien walked around the table three times before he reached for the card, which held his name. He opened it. “These are mine?”
“Ty doesn’t like being given flowers.”
“So they are all mine?” Tears filled Damien’s eyes.
The kid cried more than anyone Kenneth knew, but being needed was a nice feeling. He wrapped his arms around Damien and just held him. A relationship was made out of many things, not all flashy or exciting.
After a while Damien pulled back and wiped his eyes. “The washer.”
Kenneth let him go.
Ty would be home soon. Kenneth opened the steak packages and rubbed on the spices he’s prepared yesterday. He’d spent the extra money for unblemished, prewashed potatoes, so they needed only the barest amount of work before he popped them in the oven. Next came the vegetables.
Damien opened the towel drawer and set a stack inside. He glanced at the table. “He won’t mind?”
Kenneth followed his gaze. “My mother brought over flowers the first time she came over as a host gift. Ty and I were newly together and I set them on the table and saw how his eyes lit up. Then his birthday came. We’d been together eight months, and I bought him flowers. That was our first fight.”
He had never felt so helpless. Everything he said and did was wrong.
“Everyone has a first.”
Kenneth nodded. “I thought we were over and in my desperation I called the one person who understood Ty best, his Aunt Millie. She told me not to try to touch him when he’s upset, which didn’t make sense but works. Also when he’s upset, let him talk things out without interruption.”
He tossed the julienned carrots into the salad bowl. “He is also happy in ways that don’t always make sense to me. But somehow I caught onto those much faster.”
“Because he’s happy all the time, but rarely upset?”
“Could be. But just to be on the safe side, maybe you could put the card back on the arrangement.”
Damien laughed and complied. He leaned against Kenneth’s side. “I love you.”
Kenneth grinned. “I’m glad to hear that.”
“But I might have just as many odd quirks as Ty.”
“Such as?”
“Such as when I say, ’I love you.’ I expect to hear it echoed back. If you don’t, I feel less loved.”
Kenneth set down his knife and wiped his hands on a towel. Then he wrapped his arms around Damien. “I have been in love before. Caleb, Ty. So I can honestly say that I feel the same about you.”
Damien rested his forearms against Kenneth’s chest. “Say it.”
“Damien Parzen, I love you.”
Damien leaned forward and kissed him. “Thank you.”
A timer went off and they hurried to set the table and finish cleaning up. They both wanted everything perfect when Ty got home.
This brought to mind a story I was thinking about. A guy falls for another but is willing to just be friends, so he brings him to the family farm where his new friend falls for his sister. This happens twice more. The big family farm is too cramped for Main, so he goes to the city where he meets the son of a shopkeeper who's willing to be more than friends. Main does not bring this guy home (he's got one more sister). At first.
But then his lover's father kicks him out, so Main takes his lover back to his house and sees his little sister flirt. He takes his friend into the woods and tells him that if he wants Main's sister, Main can deal, but he's not going to watch as his heart is broken yet again. He'll head out. He's already got three former friends as brothers-in-law. Lover would be harder to give up as they are sleeping together.
Lover says Main is all he wants, so Main takes him to town where Lover gets a job at the local store and a little cabin of his own. Main stays nights with him and works on the home farm during the day. A holiday comes when they whole family celebrates at the farm. Main takes Lover out to the barn where the men gather while the women take over the house. (partly because no matter how small and gentle his lover is, he's still a man, and partly to keep him out of Main's youngest sister's grasp) One of his brothers-in-law is jealous of Lover. He says some nasty things. Main defends Lover with his fists. The fight is hot and fierce. Water splashed on them doesn't cool it. But it does upset the women when they come in for dinner covered in mud and hay.
Late that night in Main's bed, Lover says Main has unresolved feeling for his old crushes. And that b-i-l wouldn't have been so upset if he hadn't had unresolved feelings of his own. He probably thought Main would continue to love him after he married Main's sister. And hurt his sister? Main asks. Lover cuddles close. He had exactly what he wants.
Which all the crushes Main has Limernce would be a good title.
Title: Trifecta
Chapter: Valentine's Day, part two
Status: WIP
Genre: Romance, Triple Slash, businessmen, jobs, friends, working
Length: 1k
Summary: Kenneth prepares for the evening
Master List
Kenneth slowly pulled the car into the garage. Damien’s car was parked by the street, but Ty’s wasn’t in the garage. He checked the flowers in the front seat, but decided to take the balloons in first. He held them behind his back and carefully opened the door to the house. Damien moved clothes from the washer to the dryer. Kenneth took a second to examine Damien’s profile. He really was breathtaking. Damien turned his head. Kenneth held up a hand. “Close your eyes.”
Kenneth negotiated the door into the thin room. He tried to keep the balloons from touching Damien, but some had minds of their own. He carried the balloons into the table. “You can open them.”
Damien stepped into the kitchen and his jaw dropped. “Wow.”
Kenneth wrapped his arms around Damien. “Has anyone bought balloons for you before?”
Damien shook his head. “These can’t be for me.”
Two dozen latex and five mylar balloons did make a huge bunch. “The nice thing about balloons is that you can give them more than once. Now they are all for you. Later when Ty gets back, some can be for him.”
“Ok.” Damien grinned.
“In the bedroom maybe.” Kenneth slid his hand under Damien’s shirt.
Damien turned in Kenneth’s arms. “Should we?”
“Without Ty, do you mean?”
Damien nodded.
“For now.” How long before they were comfortable enough together that they could have sex in couples instead of all together all the time? He liked both men, but he wanted to celebrate their joys together and separately.
Damien frowned. “You don’t want to.”
Kenneth ran his hands down Damien’s sides. “I want to take you right now.” He sighed. “But you were in the middle of something, and I left the steaks in the car.”
Damien grinned and wrapped his arms around Kenneth’s neck. “You can kiss me.”
So Kenneth did, but instead of being controlled and just until they ran out of breath, he came to himself with Damien’s legs around his waist as he thrust Damien against a wall. He was beyond breathless. He back away. He was almost forty. He shouldn’t be acting like a college student. But Damien moaned and begged and Kenneth gave in. Damien came a moment later.
Kenneth gently let him down, but instead of landing on his feet, he bent to his knees and reached for Kenneth’s belt. Damien looked up. “I am attracted to you.”
Kenneth ran his fingers through Damien’s hair. “I don’t doubt that.”
And then he couldn’t talk. Damien went down on him as beautifully as he did everything else.
Then Damien hopped to his feet with a grin. “I’ve got to start the dishwasher.”
Kenneth followed him into the kitchen and rubbed his ass on the way to the garage. He got the steaks and other groceries out of the car and brought them into the kitchen. Damien kissed his cheek. “Delicious.”
Kenneth wasn’t sure if he meant the steaks or Kenneth, but either way, Kenneth liked his taste.
The flowers were next. Damien walked around the table three times before he reached for the card, which held his name. He opened it. “These are mine?”
“Ty doesn’t like being given flowers.”
“So they are all mine?” Tears filled Damien’s eyes.
The kid cried more than anyone Kenneth knew, but being needed was a nice feeling. He wrapped his arms around Damien and just held him. A relationship was made out of many things, not all flashy or exciting.
After a while Damien pulled back and wiped his eyes. “The washer.”
Kenneth let him go.
Ty would be home soon. Kenneth opened the steak packages and rubbed on the spices he’s prepared yesterday. He’d spent the extra money for unblemished, prewashed potatoes, so they needed only the barest amount of work before he popped them in the oven. Next came the vegetables.
Damien opened the towel drawer and set a stack inside. He glanced at the table. “He won’t mind?”
Kenneth followed his gaze. “My mother brought over flowers the first time she came over as a host gift. Ty and I were newly together and I set them on the table and saw how his eyes lit up. Then his birthday came. We’d been together eight months, and I bought him flowers. That was our first fight.”
He had never felt so helpless. Everything he said and did was wrong.
“Everyone has a first.”
Kenneth nodded. “I thought we were over and in my desperation I called the one person who understood Ty best, his Aunt Millie. She told me not to try to touch him when he’s upset, which didn’t make sense but works. Also when he’s upset, let him talk things out without interruption.”
He tossed the julienned carrots into the salad bowl. “He is also happy in ways that don’t always make sense to me. But somehow I caught onto those much faster.”
“Because he’s happy all the time, but rarely upset?”
“Could be. But just to be on the safe side, maybe you could put the card back on the arrangement.”
Damien laughed and complied. He leaned against Kenneth’s side. “I love you.”
Kenneth grinned. “I’m glad to hear that.”
“But I might have just as many odd quirks as Ty.”
“Such as?”
“Such as when I say, ’I love you.’ I expect to hear it echoed back. If you don’t, I feel less loved.”
Kenneth set down his knife and wiped his hands on a towel. Then he wrapped his arms around Damien. “I have been in love before. Caleb, Ty. So I can honestly say that I feel the same about you.”
Damien rested his forearms against Kenneth’s chest. “Say it.”
“Damien Parzen, I love you.”
Damien leaned forward and kissed him. “Thank you.”
A timer went off and they hurried to set the table and finish cleaning up. They both wanted everything perfect when Ty got home.