Sep. 29th, 2010

ersatzach: (fuck me eyes)
We had dinner tonight to talk to my friend Greg Grunberg who is also JJ Abrams best friend. We needed advice on how to tell JJ about us, or if we should say anything at all. Greg convinced us honety was the best policy. Now Chris and I are home, and winding down, letting the news to really settle in. We're in bed now, Chris asked me to make love to him. Slowly. It's been sometime since I've done that for him. We've veen rough lately and he's assured me he enjoyys it but... I want him to know that it's not about that for me.

We get into bed, discarding our clothes on the way. "Relax, baby..."

He lays back against the pillows and I half cover him with my body. "You're so warm..." I kiss his neck. Chris threads his fingers through my hair. "Zach..." he whispers.

"What, Chris, tell me what you need..."

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