The other man froze and his hands flew up to press against Nick's chest, but at least he wasn't pushing him away just yet, and Nick hesitantly reached up a hand to rest against AJ's cheek, lightly, so lightly, relishing in feel of the scruffy hairs and smooth skin and full lips that he'd missed beyond his own imagination.

um. what exactly does a person say here? oh god. The sensory information--gorgeous. just. crap. And then, the kiss in general, with Nick kissing and AJ not, that ambiguity of what's happening in AJ's head, and Nick so soft, so fucking gentle. ::shivers::


Also. That ending is perfection. Aw, AJ. NICK!



p.s....hi nat!