Title: The Door part 2
“Okay, it looks even better after dark. The flowers show up better.”
The lights inside went out and the exterior lights illuminated the entrance leaving the stained glass of the windows in a more classic beige and black patterned glass expanse in keeping with the warm cream of the coffered entrance arch.
“Oh Wow. Beautiful.”
Gavin laughed hugging Tobias from the side, “My little traditionalist.”
Tobias returned the hug, not difficult since he was standing with his arm around Gavin. “I think I love you,” he said with uncertainty at the words' reception.
“I know I love you,” was answered.
Gavin tightened his arm further. “Yes.”
“Oh, good.” Tobias smiled up at Gavin. “’Cause I’ve been worrying. A person doesn’t like to bring things like that up when they don’t know if it’s going to be reciprocated.”
“Silly. You’re easy to love.”
‘Just as easy to fall out of love,” there was the uncertainty again in Tobias’ voice.
“Nope. I have fallen fast but it’s not going to go away. It’s a family tradition. Once in love, always in love and there’s a feeling inside that tells you ‘this is your one’.”
“That sounds kinda werewolf or vampire fantasy story.” Tobias grinned, “You read fantasy stories,” he accused then frowned. “And I haven’t found any in your house. I looked.”
Gavin laughed, “Have you been bored enough to need fantasy stories?”
Tobias blushed, “I don’t think it possible to be bored around you. You’re kind of distracting.”
“It’s my talented tongue,” was answered with assurance.
“Shhhhh,” Tobias glanced around in case there was anyone around them to hear. “Um, that might have something to do with it.”
“Marry me and be my bitch.”
That caused Tobias to blink. “Okay, that…. That was interesting. Yes to the first part and um bitch?”
“Werewolf for designated spouse.”
“You really are a were?!”
“Yes. Does it make a difference?”
“NO. No, no difference. Just um… I’m feline.”
“Then per your family tradition you’d be my queen,” was said with a shrug. Gavin smiled, “Explains why you smell so tantalizing and why you like to play with your food or should I say prey.”
“Shhhhhhh.” If Tobias could blush any hotter he didn’t know how.
Not to be deterred, “And how good your tongue feels.”
“Yes my little pussy.”
“Okay we need to take this home before ...” the rest was lost in the kiss.