Title: Kingston Days.
Authors Notes: This is set directly post Retribution and Archie isn't
While stuck in Kingston recovering from their wounds, William Bush and
Archie form a strong friendship that turns into more.
This is from a plot bunny I had a while ago, but it took some time to
what I wanted to do with it, and when it would work best.
Thanks to: Pamdram and warinbabylon for the help, encouragement and
to a friend who usually doesn't read slash for the polish! Thanks
mistakes are my own.
Disclaimer: Not mine and I have no money!
The pain in his head matched the one in his stomach and the sun
he could see the market down below, but knew there was no chance of
it without the undignified outcome of passing out.
Breathless and with sweat pouring off him he stood there totally
what to do and cursed his own stupidity.
"Sir? Are you quite well?"
There was a gentle touch on his arm and he found himself staring into
soft brown eyes and gentle smile of a young native. He was around
maybe less, but stood taller than Bush and was well-built.
Bush nearly snapped at him for his concern; he was embarrassed but as
swallowed hard he decided he had to admit defeat or face the ignominy
He didn't need to say anymore which was good as he wasn't sure he was
capable; the young man helped him to sit on the wall shook off Bush's
and scurried away.
The walk back to his and Archie's lodgings seemed too much to cope
he wondered what on earth had possessed him to go out in this heat.
He knew why he had, boredom and sheer frustration had left him
his itching wound had been driving him insane.
He'd literally stomped out on Archie to avoid an argument that would
been entirely pointless and completely his fault.
The young man who had helped him returned with some water.
"Drink! Drink!" He grinned showing perfect teeth.
Bush hadn't tasted anything so wonderful in his life; the cool liquid
dribbled down his throat and tasted like manna from heaven and he
his saviour. He still felt dizzy but it was easing and here in the
sun was far less taxing.
The man laughed and waved goodbye returning to whatever business he'd
William sat for a few more minutes and then made his weary way back to
lodgings, wondering if he could avoid admitting what had happened.
Archie was fortunately asleep when he entered and William lay down on
own bed thankful that he wouldn't have to face his friend.
His relief was short lived as Archie shifted and looked at him, "You
"I feel terrible," was his short answer.
Archie sat and glared at William.
Bush briefly considered lying but was too weary to be bothered with
"I nearly passed out in the street."
He sat up daring Archie to say anything. He saw the very slight smirk
Archie's face quickly smothered and he felt his face burn and anger
"Well, at least you're back safe, now."
That was all he said and it took the wind out of Bush's sails. Then
lay back down, the subject obviously closed. Bush was both relieved
surprised at the lack of condemnation. Despite the time they'd spent
together the other man could still disconcert him.
He also lay back down and was soon asleep. It was evening when he
Archie was reading but looked up from his book at William's movement.
"Yes, thank you,"
The rest had restored his temper, and while still embarrassed, managed
small smile when Archie said softly: "Not surprising you nearly passed
you insisted on going out at the hottest time of the day."
There was no answer to that and William suggested they for some
before their landlady gave up on them.
It was not until a couple of days later that he felt the urge to
room to nearby streets again. He was sure he would be able to succeed
making it to town today.
"William, stop pacing; you're making me dizzy."
Bush realised that it must be equally as difficult for Archie. He had
been able to sail with Hornblower on the Retribution and he knew both
friends had been deeply disappointed, and Archie was still less mobile
Lying back on his bed, he stared at the buzzing flies for a while and
not to scratch his wound, which was still itching.
He sighed and attempted to sleep, dozing off and on before even that
deserted him and he was back to staring at the ceiling.
It was late afternoon now and he was sure the time was right to
He could find the book Archie wanted and some things for his sisters,
well as writing paper and a new quill. His family were always
never wrote to them enough at least now he had ample time to do so and
would keep him busy.
"William, I can hear your teeth grinding from here."
The teasing note in the voice aggravated his mood more than it should
and he sat up to glare at his roommate.
Archie sat up more slowly and faced his friend; all teasing was gone
his face and tone.
"I know this is frustrating, but it could have been so much worse."
It was a timely reminder; for all his grumbling he knew they were
had very nearly been so much worse. If it hadn't been for Dr Clive's
and rather inexplicable support, the consequences could have been
but the thought didn't really help his restlessness.
"I know that, but this is just."
"Worse than eating turnips?"
Archie's irrepressible humour brought a not quite smile to Bush's face
he said nothing, and walked to the window.
The heat seemed far less oppressive than it had been the last time he
ventured out. He could see people on the street going about their
and decided to try again.
" I will not be long, Archie.anything you would like other than a
Archie sighed and rolled his eyes before grinning and shaking his
lay back down on the bed, obviously resigned to the fact he was not
prevent William's excursion.
"William, you know what happened.if you pass out."
There was little heat in his words however, only a hint of genuine
"Goodbye, Mr Kennedy."
He would not be dissuaded even if Archie had tried to do so, but he
friend could hear the teasing note in his tone. To ensure the point
taken he quirked an eyebrow at him before departing for town.
It was much cooler at this time in the afternoon, less stifling and
didn't hit him like a wall of fire. A slight breeze freshened the air
reminding him of being at sea.
It felt good.
He walked to the market, more mindful this time of his weakness, as he
it slowly and enjoyed being out in the fresh air without rushing
knew part of his caution was he was that he would be damned before he
Archie the satisfaction of being right. He knew he had deserved the
and Archie could have said far worse.
It was as hard for Archie as he obviously missed Horatio's company and
struggling with his own healing. In the weeks they'd spent
had become close and he enjoyed the younger man's spirit and
but he knew for Archie he was no replacement for Hornblower although
obvious he liked being with him.
The Renown would be ready soon and with the speed with which Bush was
healing it was likely that he would be allowed to sail with her as a
lieutenant. He was less sure about Archie, although he was improving a
quicker than Dr Clive had predicted or even Bush had expected there
certainty he would be fit for duty. William realised he would miss him
had to stay behind.
Shaking off the mild gloom, he started to enjoy the sights and sounds
The lovely smell of spices tinged the air and there were so many
dressed people that it felt like he was watching a flock of birds. The
of languages he heard only added to the effect.
The market was a mass of colour and scent, a sprawling island of
Bush was drawn to the fruit stall; there were a lot of fruits he had
seen before. In his time in the Navy his eyes had been opened to
had never thought to experience; the Indies continued his education.
The owner a large lady with dark skin, tightly curled greying hair and
gleaming white teeth smiled at him.
"Come, we sell every fruit!"
Unable to resist he chose a large basket despite the price. It had a
selection of the delicious looking fruit and he walked away pleased
He chose one of the fruits he did not recognise to taste, deciding to
the rest until he could share with Archie. The sweetness amazed him
leant against the wall under the shade of a tree, to enjoy it
before continuing his perusal of the stalls.
There were so many goods in the market; leather, beautifully dyed
soft silk, and even freshly baked bread. The sights and smells cheered
immensely. There were several other naval officers, and a couple of
as well as some army. He nodded politely to them, but did not engage
conversation; he was too caught up in the activities around him.
He found an impressive looking stall with a large array of books; some
languages he didn't recognise but the majority were in English. He
book Archie had wanted, as well as a couple more that sounded like
might enjoy them.
A book of Lyrical Ballads by Coleridge and Wordsworth looked like
Archie would love, he seemed to be fascinated by poetry in all its
and knew so much of by heart, often slipping it into conversation, and
making it seem totally natural. Also something by John Donne which was
incomprehensible to Bush but he bought it anyway.
The poetry obsession had mildly irritated Bush at first but lately he
been struck by the passion that the talk of poetry had brought out in
and had enjoyed listening to him talk about it. He wondered when he
suddenly become so aware of Kennedy.
He often listened to Archie's movements and breathing on nights when
could not sleep and found that he enjoyed making him laugh.
Bush wasn't sure why he felt like this, but the slow recovery process
somehow made a bond between them that he had never experienced before.
had started back on the fort and simply grew stronger.
Archie had been determined that he would speak up for Horatio in the
days of their imprisonment, despite the fact he could barely walk and
small movement caused him horrific pain.
On several occasions Bush had been convinced Kennedy would die, and
amazed by his will to survive, and his fierce loyalty to Horatio
Bush had tried to dissuade him, when he had decided to take the blame
pushing Sawyer into the hold. He had been met with a wall of
a stubbornness that had driven him to yell, bringing a marine into
He had never been so grateful to another person as he was to Clive
finally found a backbone.
Archie was a man of contradictions and Bush was sure he would probably
He bought some bread to eat, as he grew hungry. It crumbled in his
was still warm. It was so different and far tastier than both the hard
he ate at sea and the formless mass of something they'd had to suffer
He was looking forward to returning here with Archie, once the other
more mobile. Hopefully that time would be soon. He'd love it here.
Bush bought some ribbons for his sister, and then remembered he needed
paper and quills.
Finally, he started to feel weary and decided it would probably be
he headed back. He had spent far too much money but could not bring
to feel guilty.
As a final purchase he bought some brandy that was cheap but of
Making his way back to their berth he was aware that he was far more
weary; he was exhausted and his head was pounding again, but he was
close to feeling as ill as he had been last time. He felt happier than
had for weeks.
He leant a little heavily on the wall and rested for a few moments and
shocked, nearly dropping his fruit when a voice yelled his name.
He stared up into angry blue eyes and was surprised to see Kennedy
"What in heaven's name are you doing up, Archie?"
"Looking for you; it's been hours.I thought you'd passed out; or got
Archie's voice and body were stiff with both anger and worry. William
down; upset at himself for worrying Archie. The satisfied feeling from
afternoon faded; the man really shouldn't be out of bed. He looked up
"I'm sorry, Archie; I didn't keep track of time."
William's gaze was met with an intentness that was a little
and then Archie smiled.
"Well, if it means you won't be grinding your teeth tonight and
awake with your grumbling. I suppose it's worth it, but damn it
had me worried. Nearly passing out once is understandable but twice
just be carelessness."
He grinned at Bush's expression and then slung a friendly arm round
shoulder, relieved him of some of his goods, whilst berating him for
out in the sun for too long.
Once they were back, Archie was ensconced in his bed at Bush's urging.
The insistence had resulted in much rolling of eyes and muttering of
hens' 'as bad as Horatio' and 'wasn't me who wandered off for hours'
once it was done, Bush showed off his purchases.
Archie's reaction to the fruit was much the same as his own, and Bush
at the look of pure pleasure that crossed the other man's face. He
heart rate quicken as he realised he was staring at his friend's lips
could barely take his eyes off him. He looked down hurriedly feeling
face warm and wondered what had possessed him lately; this was
Bush wondered when he started to feel such a connection to Archie,
'd served together he'd felt he had far more in common with Hornblower,
finding Archie too frivolous and outspoken. Despite that initial
now felt strong friendship and something else that he did not wish to
examine too closely. It raised questions he did not want to answer.
Archie hadn't warmed to him on the Renown either that much was clear.
taken some pleasure in trying to tease Bush, but his expressive face
given him away. William knew now though his feelings of friendship
returned and it touched him. He just wished he could control these
as he had no desire to embarrass Archie.
He could feel Archie watching him and he made a production of looking
something else in his collection of purchases, hoping his friend had
thought he was weary and so lacked concentration.
He looked up and found Archie was watching him again, a small but
smile on his face, mixed in with something he couldn't quite identify.
"Oh, I bought you these too."
He handed Archie the books he'd bought, breaking the sudden strange
between them. The books were pounced on with enthusiasm and for a few
minutes Archie read them spellbound. He was caught between both books
was smiling. He looked at William with so much pleasure and gratitude
it was embarrassing as well as making Bush feel as if he was the
person in the world.
Archie suddenly laughed and eased the tension with a typical comment.
"Keep me busy when you go off on your jaunts."
Bush glared at him, but ignored the comment showing him the material
bought for his family.
"For Charlotte and Elizabeth?"
Bush shook his head. "For Katherine and Elizabeth. Charlotte would
nose up at such fine material. The ribbon is for her, she hates that
to keep her hair long."
Archie grinned, "Of course, she wants to follow her brother to sea?"
Bush smiled and nodded, touched that Archie had paid attention to him.
had spoken of his family to the other man when he was so ill, more
he could think of nothing else to speak of that would not cause him
upset. It had been difficult as he was no great talker, far more
listen and watch, but it had been worth it.
Archie had obviously found the stories enjoyable and they had
mood. It had been important with the horrible tension of not knowing
was going to happen and the uncertainty of Horatio's fate.
Once the trial was over, although it was clear Archie was going to
Hornblower had been reluctant to leave and had even tried to persuade
to allow him to stay. The Admiral had refused, so William's tales had
Archie from being too bored, as he had lost the pleasure of
"My apologies, Archie. I bought some playing cards too, thought it
pass the time. "
There was a comfortable quiet between them as Archie admired the
designs on the cards; they were very different to the plain ones they
England. William folded the material neatly and placed it in his chest
before turning back to Archie.
"We should go into the market together."
Archie looked up from the cards and nodded, "I feel much better and if
to go with Renown."
He trailed off and Bush realised he must be worried about his fitness
he would have to return to England soon, but it would be much better
could return as a serving officer rather than on the next ship as a
William felt the need to reassure and said, "You are improving a lot
than Clive said you would." He knew it was also an attempt to reassure
Archie smiled at him, shrugged and then obviously dismissing the
said, "Want me to beat you at cards?"
Bush raised his eyebrow, " A challenge, Mr Kennedy? Loser buys
Neither of them was particularly proficient at cards and Archie
"It is good that Horatio is not here, he would soundly thrash us
"And probably give us a lecture on how it is simple mathematics."
Archie laughed again and nodded, reshuffling the deck of cards, and
Bush took refuge in the easy relationship they had established,
ignoring the other feelings that he didn't want to explore. although
more difficult than it should have been. He looked up from the cards
been studying; Archie had abandoned his cards and was studying him.
intensity in his gaze was disconcerting.
As Bush had predicted Archie loved the market, and bought more
books than William thought any one person should be able to
read. He also bought a new compass for Horatio, and William found he
was suddenly envious of the hold
Horatio had on Archie's affections and wondered where it had come
was well aware of the affection and love that was between the two men
had never bothered him even slightly until now. He shook the feeling
irritated with himself.
Bush felt like he was looking after a particularly boisterous child
it was because Archie hadn't been out properly in several weeks. He
full of energy that Bush worried that he would over exert himself. It
Archie's first real day of being up and about.
However he needed not have worried too much as Archie seemed aware of
own limits and after a couple of hours he was ready to return to their
lodgings. He looked a little pale but was obviously as exhilarated and
content as Bush had been on his first trip.
"I must write Horatio, and tell him, I doubt he had time for a proper
round, with everything. What was that fruit called? The one that the
insisted on us trying?"
Archie's blue eyes and blonde hair had caused them to receive a lot of
attention and William had been amused that most of it had been female,
Archie had seemed oblivious and caught up in the stalls.
"Which lady and which fruit?" he asked dryly.
"The yellow long one with the pips," Archie said glaring at him and
tried not to smirk, unsuccessfully.
When they got back, Archie immediately laid down on his bed. Bush eyed
little concerned but Kennedy simply glared at him and shut his eyes.
He decided not to rile his friend especially given the tact he had
shown; so after he was certain Archie was peacefully asleep he settled
Bush had lit the lamps and was nearly halfway through his book when
stretched and yawned.
Glancing over at him in the flickering light, Bush could see he looked
bright and alert with no hint of exhaustion or fever; he was indeed on
mend and Bush knew with a certainty that Archie would be ready to sail
Lieutenant on the Renown. A knot of tension he hadn't been fully aware
eased at the thought. The idea of never seeing Archie again, losing
with him had not sat easily. They had been through so much together
lose that would have been difficult.
He also hoped to serve with Hornblower again and realised he had a
affection for him, but the idea of not seeing him again did not feel
with the same fear he felt in regard to losing contact with Archie.
Archie hopped off the bed and started to rustle in his packages and
watched wondering what he was looking for.
"The compass is in your jacket pocket; you were worried about
if you packed it with the other things."
"I wasn't looking for that," Archie went back to searching and then
with a triumphant, " -found it."
He turned round to face Bush with a package wrapped in newspaper, and
grin handed it to him.
William was surprised and wanted to refuse but he couldn't because of
look of anticipation and pleasure on Archie's face and he carefully
He swallowed hard when he saw what it was, "Voyage Round the World."
It was a combined account and atlas of a trip in the mid 60's. He had
at it longingly when they had been browsing the stores.
Seafaring tales had always fascinated him and even his twelve years in
navy hadn't lessened his enjoyment of them.
He had reluctantly decided he simply could not spare the money, as he
had to send some to his family. He hadn't thought Archie had taken
had appeared too busy charming the man into giving him a discount on
books, as he was buying several. He had of course succeeded.
He had no idea when Archie had bought this and he felt his cheeks
had been very expensive even if there had been a negotiation.
"Thank you, Archie,"
He wanted to say more, touched at the thoughtful gift but Archie
grinned at him and announced that he wanted a drink.
The Inn was crowded and smoky, packed with sailors, soldiers and
pushed tightly together; the scent of sweat, ale and spices made the
heavy and the atmosphere almost like St Elmo's fire, crackling and
Kennedy and Bush found themselves crammed tightly together, nearly
on each other. It reminded Bush of his days as a midshipman and he
strangely comfortable and yet something was different.
"Wonderful place isn't it, William?" Archie had to yell for his voice
Bush grinned at his friend's enthusiasm, "It is certainly
"Oh, don't be so uptight, William! It's great. Look at that."
He nudged Bush in the direction of a table and William saw an officer
one of the serving girls on his knee, they were laughing and kissing.
"Another man who knows his duty," laughed Archie.
William shook his head and wondered why he felt a sudden surge of
at the thought of Archie with one of the girls.
"It is so good to be able to enjoy this again. I really thought."
Archie trailed off and William squeezed his arm, sympathising with the
feeling and the relief.
The noise was increasing as the Inn filled even more; they had
found one of the most popular haunts for the army and navy officers.
Archie leant over to whisper something in his ear, as the noise in the
forced intimacy and the warm breath on his ear made him shiver.
Bush clamped down on the feeling: damn what was he doing feeling like
Desperate to drown the intensity of feeling he was experiencing he
more and Archie matched him.
Kennedy kept touching him and the casual pats were driving him insane.
risked looking at his friend's face and was caught by the flushed look
the brightness of his eyes.
A woman came near them obviously making a line for Kennedy, and Bush
at her managing something approximating a growl, he hoped Archie
noticed as the wench veered off to find another target.
He knew he had been unfair and should have asked Archie if he was
but decided it was something he would manage to live with.
Archie's hand lingered longer than was necessary to gain his
an added squeeze and suddenly he suspected that these casual touched
as casual as he thought but that could be merely be his own desires.
Archie breathed another question in his ear, sending a deep shiver
spine and Bush forgot to breathe, before cursing a man who jolted his
spilling the ale on his jacket.
" Be careful, man," he snapped but he was paid no mind and he shrugged
returning to his drink.
He was caught by the look on Archie's face and cursed his need for
knew he would have to leave before he did something stupid,
"I think I have had enough for one night."
Archie nodded and finished his ale quickly and they departed, the
refreshing after the stifling heat and scent of the Inn.
They clung desperately to each other on the walk home, managing only a
couple of steps at a time before slipping and William fought the waves
feeling that seemed to have taken hold, distracted he missed his
Archie fell to his knees, as Bush lost his grip on him. Archie didn't
attempt to stand just laid down on his back to stare at the stars.
tried to drag him to his feet, but he tripped himself ending up
over Archie, face down.
He giggled, causing his friend to look at him, obviously surprised,
only made him laugh more and soon they were giggling together, not
sure what was so funny, only that something was.
Archie's laughter threatened to become a little hysterical and he
Bush's shoulders hard to try and regain control and William gasped,
taking in the scent of Archie.
Aware that this was really not a good position to be in, he rolled off
Aroused and suddenly hot, he tried to tell himself that he was drunk
not been with anyone for too long but he knew he was lying, there were
women he could have had that night and even now he knew of places he
go. He just wanted Archie. His warning growl at the woman was proof
Damn it all!
He turned his attention to the stars desperately hoping for a
wondering what Archie found so fascinating about them. They were
for night navigation but he didn't think it'd help them much at the
"Aren't they beautiful?"
Archie's soft murmur caught his attention and he found he was caught
look of wonder on his face, caught in the light of the moon. Tearing
gaze away from his friend Bush studied the stars.
He supposed they could be considered beautiful especially when it
difference between getting lost and finding your way home. Too
and unsettled by the lust he was experiencing he moved away from
"Come on Archie, we need to get back."
Bush struggled to his feet, wishing the ground wouldn't move so much
gave Archie a hand up, they stood unsteadily for a few moments before
winding their way home.
It was no easy task getting undressed and Bush nearly decided that it
be worth just falling into bed and forgetting about it, but he knew
would be intolerable.
As he struggled with his jacket he was suddenly conscious that Archie
watching him intently, and with a disconcerting expression on his face
William finally recognised what exactly it was. He'd seen if often
last few days and now everything came together. He managed a rather
"Let me help with that."
The younger man walked towards him and William considered backing away
then realised that he did want this, had wanted this for a while now.
There was little point in denying either of them this, all the
barriers were suddenly irrelevant, and he took the single step needed
He saw Archie almost as if for the first time, the way his hair hung
slightly over his forehead, the long sensitive fingers, the deep blue
darker than normal, the finely muscled torso and his breath hitched.
couldn't deny this any longer and he saw with a mixture of awe and
that neither could Archie.
It was an undignified tumble as they unclothed each other, un-caring
strewn garments, and they fell a little heavily to the floor. William
on the bottom with Archie covering him in hard kisses.
Forcing himself into some sanity he pulled away and said hoarsely," We
drunk. We will regret this come morning." He swallowed and touched
still tender wound softly, " I have no wish to harm you, none at all.
With a smile that lit a fire within, Archie kissed his scar softly
claiming his mouth, finally when they had to breathe the younger man
away," We will not regret this, I promise. We will be careful, I have
desire to hurt you either, but this is right. It feels right. Doesn't
William could only nod silently and Archie too stopped talking and bit
gently on the shoulder, groaning, he pulled Archie close, kissing him,
was rewarded by a passionate response.
God, this was madness but he let it take him and damn the
They were both too close to last long and William's hoarse cry was
by Archie's louder one and they lay there panting, unable to move at
Archie finally rolled onto his back off William but did not move away
with a grin he said, "Next time we take it slower."
William rolled onto Archie and stared into his eyes and passion spent
left with a tenderness that was obviously reflected in his eyes.
smiled softly and pulled him into an embrace.
They kissed, gently this time, before lying side by side on the floor;
put his arm out and yanked down his sheet. He placed it over them
they had no inclination to move.
William woke with a heavy head and an aching body and a desperate need
relieve himself. Archie's head rested on his chest and his arm flung
He was reluctant to disturb him but nature called and he eased himself
from under Archie, laying his head as gently as possible onto the
He pulled on his shirt and trousers not bothering with anything else
stumbled to the privy. It was still early and dawn had not yet broken.
Archie was awake when he returned and quickly relieved him of his
William sighed at the mix of emotions he felt, even sober, passion and
tenderness in one maelstrom of feeling.
"William.you are so."
Archie didn't finish and just slid down his body and took Bush's
into his mouth and William gasped, his hands clutching his lover's
bucking up, then trying not to push too hard so as to choke Archie,
skilful tongue and gently tugging with his teeth left little room to
and soon he was thrusting upward and came with a strangled cry of,
"Hmm you like that, " said Kennedy with satisfaction and a degree of
Bush rolled quickly so he was above Archie taking him by surprise and
grinned down at him.
He kissed and nibbled every square inch of his friend. Refusing to
one part he knew Archie craved and ignored all the determined hints to
him there, but never missing an opportunity to rub against it as he
"Damn it, William, please, I can't."
Finally taking pity of him he took Archie in his mouth and caressed
balls and Archie came, breathing hard and the smug expression had been
replaced with one of sated happiness.
William wasn't exactly sure where this left them, the passion had
by surprise, but he wasn't worried that it would ruin their
he wasn't certain of the wisdom of this. What on earth would
Archie's concerned voice broke into his thoughts and he looked at him,
caught by the worry in his expression and a strange fierce tenderness
over him and he knew he would not give this up.
"It is all right Archie, don't worry, I was just thinking."
"You do not, " Archie paused as if almost too scared to ask, "Regret
"No, it is just surprising."
"That I fell in love with you, or you with me?"
William grinned and smoothed Archie's hair from his face gently before
kissing him again.
"Both, neither. It seemed to happen so fast"
"Rubbish, William, it's been weeks, months if you count Renown."
"You didn't even like me!"
"But I was not blind and neither were you!"
William thought about it and realised he was right, the sparks had
there before but he had been too conscious of how different they were
think about it, but having spent time together.
"You make it sound inevitable."
"Well not inevitable, but likely."
William grumbled a little at Archie's easy acceptance of this, but was
surprised by it.
He pulled him tighter and relishing the feel of him drifted into