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      Reeve knew he was headed for trouble when he couldn't explain his own actions. He was straight. There was never a moment where he found himself attracted to another man. So then why?! Why after so long was he still here, lying in bed with Tseng? The Turk probably thought he was still recovering from his emotional downfall and was just taking a very long time. In face Reeve *was* still in need--but not of support. He was in need of something else...something he wasn't willing to admit to himself or anyone else.

    He had let Tseng make love to him again that night. How he loved the feel of the Turk inside him, filling him up, kissing him and whispering sweet words in his ear. He ached just thinking about it. Oh Tseng...how you affect me...this wasn't supposed to happen like this...

    There was no denying that he had always loved the Turk as a friend, so why did he feel differently towards him now?

    Beams of sunlight peeked between the shades and spilled onto the white sheets. Reeve glanced over at the younger man, his peaceful sleeping face bathe in a golden glow. Every time Reeve looked upon that gorgeous face he was breath taken. He just wanted to kiss those inviting lips and run his fingers over those smooth, pale cheeks. I've never felt this way in my life...Tseng...oh gods...I....I...

    Tseng stirred, his dark eyes opening. Reeve gasped as he realized he's been caught staring. The Turk looked shocked.
    "Reeve?" He propped himself up on his elbows. "Is it morning already?"

    Instinct took over as Reeve cuddled against the other man, feeling a familiar arm wrap around him. "We have awhile before we have to work. Let's just lie here, huh?"

    Tseng consented, guiding Reeve to lie his head upon his chest. The older man shut his eyes, blocking out everything but the comfort of the Turk's steady heartbeat. Only one thought escaped his mind. I love you.

    Reeve laid a hand on that lean stomach, feeling the rise and fall as the younger man slowly inhaled and exhaled. He was amazing....Reeve wished he could melt into him and become him. Then he wouldn't be ashamed...

    He was so happy to be alive at that moment. Even if his mind was somewhat jumbled, in his heart of hearts he was so content. Just doing nothing with Tseng at his side...he really needed nothing more to be happy.

    He felt a hand stroke his head and trail down his spine. Such a familiar touch. Reeve looked up and instantly his lips were captured in a passionate arrest. Moaning happily in the back of the throat, Reeve was filled with a very powerful emotion. Suddenly he couldn't deny admittance of it any longer, at least to himself.

    Tseng...my friend....my...my lover...I love you. In every way...in ways I probably shouldn't....

    But right now acceptance into society was the lsat thing on Reeve's mind. His mouth melded with the Turk's and he finally realized this was love. All these emotions, all these feelings, all these sensations he had never wanted to sort out finally collided all at once. And it seemed so right....

    The older man broke for air, only to take the stunned Turk's mouth again, crawling on top of him and pinning him against the headboard. He practically attacked the younger man with his lips, gliding his lips down his neck. Suddenly Reeve felt so alive, as every emotion he had forced aside broke out, eager to be seen. All barriers were gone and there was only Reeve, his rabid emotions, and Tseng. He was so close...but he couldn't say a word aloud.

    My love...my beautiful love...he thought as he claimed his friend's lips again. I wish I could tell you...but I hope you know...I need you....

    Tseng took him in so willingly, guiding Reeve's lips to his own. The older man kissed him deeply before drawing back and just gazing into the Turk's black eyes, the younger man's face cupped in his hands. Reeve could feel his friend's breath on his face, light and gasping. He ran his fingers all over that beautiful face, a thousand thoughts flying across his vision. Tseng...

    Every moment his body made as he skirted his hands over his lover's lithe form screamed his feelings. But words were a long way off. Still they were useless now when all they needed was to be with each other.

    Reeve's lips went back to his lover's body, fastening onto his collarbone and sucking gently. Any concept of time was completely disregarded as Reeve finally discovered love in the man who had been by his side all the time.

    Tseng...how could I have been so blind?

    I'm sorry.

    Under the kisses being rained upon his skin, Tseng gasped and stroked up and down Reeve's bare back.

    "Oh, shit, Reeve!" he exclaimed suddenly, causing the older man to back off immediately.

    The other man asked, "what's wrong?"

    "I'm about to be late." The younger man scrambled out of bed.

    Reeve reluctantly got up too. I love you....Tseng...

    The two men dressed in silence.

    Another day...it would eventually lead to another night with his beloved...

    Why is it he does this to me? Another man...can I ever accept it? Tseng....I want to so badly because...