Eleventh Installment
A Casual Refuge Part 2
The sun shone brilliantly through the window of another strange hotel room, where Alec laid awake and listened to the steady breathing of the golden haired man who slept soundly in his arms.
It was the calm before the storm. Only a day and a half had passed since they had left the boathouse to start a life together, and Alec knew that they had a long and difficult road ahead of them. Still, he didn’t let the reality of what would happen once they left the hotel taint the joy he felt there in that bed with his dear friend.
Alec gently pressed his lips on Maurice forehead and was startled when his lover began to snore loudly. He chuckled softly and wondered how he was ever going to get use to that awful noise.
Feeling some discomfort in his legs, shoulders and back, he knew he ought to get up and stretch a little. He didn’t want to leave Maurice’s side, but they were going to have to get up eventually, and he would have a head start. Alec slowly unwrapped his arms that were around Maurice, then tried to gently move his lovers arms that held him so tightly without waking him up. Maurice stirred, but did not wake up, and before he got out of bed, Alec took a minute to admire the man who now had every bit of his heart and soul.
He got up slowly, and walked around the small room quietly. His and Maurice’s clothes were scattered carelessly on the floor, and Alec grinned as he recalled all that had gone on since they had first arrived. Their time in that hotel was not spent with a cloud of sadness hanging over the bed like there had been before, when Alec thought that it was going to be the last time he and Maurice would be together. There was no force in the world that could tear them apart now, and Alec rejoiced at the fact that when he did leave the hotel, it would not be alone.
Alec went over to an oval mirror that hung on the wall right by the side of the bed that Maurice was sleeping soundly on. He took a good look at himself, and tried to smooth out the mess of dark thick curls that stuck out everywhere. This was always an impossible task because his hair never seemed to stay neat.
Suddenly, Alec felt a soft, warm hand grab his arm. Alec turned to see Maurice looking up at him with sleepy eyes and giant grin.
“Why are you out of bed?” Maurice asked as he caressed Alec’s arm.
“It’s late Maurice. We best get out of here and start lookin’ ‘round for work.” Alec replied taking Maurice’s hand in his. Maurice was quiet for a minute. He sat up in the bed and just stared out at nothing in a daze. He stayed like that a little too long for Alec’s comfort. Alec moved closer to the bed and then rested his hand on his lover’s shoulder. “You alright Maurice?”
A devilish smile appeared on Maurice‘s lips. Alec knew very well what Maurice was thinking when he smiled like that, but Maurice had grabbed a hold of him and pinned him down on the bed with all of his strength, before Alec could even give it a clear thought.
Maurice kissed Alec’s lips with so much passion and sweetness, that Alec let the issue of finding work drop out of his thoughts, and he put his focus entirely on the taste of Maurice’s mouth on his own.
Maurice slowly broke the kiss and began to move downward. As Alec felt Maurice’s mouth surround him from below, he wondered if it was possible for a person to die from feeling so much love and happiness.