Blurbs of Fiction
The reason that I orignially joined LJ was because my beloved Posie (
mysoulunfolding) asked me to join. I agreed to do so because I love her more than life itself. She is a delight and one of the best writers that I have ever encountered. Her stories are so enthralling and I instantly become captivated through her lines. She is one in a million. And, I have noticed that she does blurbs of stories. Nothing hardcore, simply a little diddy in which to express herself. And, since I have been blocked in my own writing, I decided to do the same. Today, through her and a picture, I have developed my first blurb. Dedicated to her.
Yawning softly, AJ McLean turned away from the soft filters of light evading the heavy lids of sleep upon his eyes. Tugging upon the thick black comforter in hopes to take it with him, he grunted in surprise when it pinched beneath a heavy weight. Releasing the corner of the blanket, he stilled upon the soft feather mattress, his senses slowly awakening to question the obvious stealing of the blanket. Muffling a harder yawn with the back of his hand, he turned to survey the weight and immediately smiled when he noted the hint of the crevice crafted against the tight, rounded backside, looking to the tapered bare hip leading from sleek lines of tapered muscles. Following the small protrusions of the spine, he concentrated on the nape of the neck, knowing that the discolored marking was one of love that he had made.
Allowing his fingers to tangle within the sandy blond curls of his lover, he leaned over to nuzzle his face within the crook of a neck. Glancing to the carpet, he smiled at the discard mess of clothing leading from the open door to the very bed in which he cuddled. The contrast of his rocker edge mixed with the sweetness of rich southern comfort attracted him and caused his heart to flutter with delight. But, what caught his attention most was the wristwatch sitting neatly on the nightstand. The large rounded face pointed toward him, displaying the time in bold colors.
Oh Brian…
The ridiculous watch had been a source of entertainment through the long night of writing music. AJ had teased Brian mercilessly for the wristwatch till it became a battle. Easily throwing Brian onto the couch, AJ had straddled him in triumph, fully intent on reaping the benefits. Leaning close, he could smell the spicy flavor of Brian’s cologne, so different from the sweetness of his persona. Then, it had happened. Lips to lips. Hands to hands. Lips to hands. Hands to lips. Hands to body. Lips to body…
Sighing, AJ eased himself away from the warmth of Brian’s snoozing form while grasping the watch from the table. Sliding it upon his own wrist and securing the strap, he smiled knowingly at the colorful face and what the goodness of sharing would bring.