Slash Me Twice

Moonlight

My throat gets dry all of a sudden as Sean shivers slightly, the tiny movements causing the shadowy light to cascade over his skin in small ripples. I cannot help but stare at the astonishing sight in front of me. I know I'm grinning like a fool as I lovingly take my camera out of its case.
"Get it out and done with, Vig," he snaps at me, sending a pale wave of sparkling droplets down his body. Again I am frozen in admiration. How can any man be this beautiful? There is something uneartly about him, a strange vulnerabilty underlying his strength and emphasizing everything I love about him. His strength, his weaknesses, like coffee and anything containing coffee. His passion and his love for life. Even now, wet and cold, he still loves the situation he agreed to get himelf into and puts everything he is into what he is doing.
"Viggo!"
I smile softly, ignoring the impatient expression in his dark green eyes. The moonlight around him turns the thin sheen of water on his body into a silvery halo, into a glimmering sheen of beauty.
"You are gorgeous," I hear myself whisper, breath catcing in my throat as I lift my camera to my eyes. Sean is even more beautiful through the lenses. I start shooting, catching every small breath, every little shift in his posure, He is divine. He gets up and walks over to the weeping willow at the back of the garden, completely ignoring me and the clicking of my camera as I follow each and every one of his steps. the grass curls around his feet and for some time I focuse on them, try to catch the way the moonlight plays around his wet ankles. Slowly I allow my camera to travel upwards again, following the softly moving muscles of his legs, linger on his buttocks for a few more pictures before continuing. He has reached the tree now and is leaning against it, pressing himself against the rough bark.
My throat gets even drier as he raises his hands above his hands and lets turns, his back now against the tree. I smile and force myself not to make a photograph of his erect member his hands continue upwards and tangle themselves in the rope Billy and Lij left there some days ago. I still don't know what the two were doing or if something is going to explode but for once I'm happy that the two are such strange pranksters. He wraps the rope around his wrists and slowly weaves hs fingers through the ends. The rope is a blueish shadow against his skin, binding him in bounds of darkness. The moonlight and the water shadow his muscles softly and his his eyes are teasing me, daring me to drop my camera and come over. I long to go over and touch him, long to run my fingers over his smooth, wet skin and to kiss the full lips that are mouthing my name again.
"Viggo...." I shiver but I still stand, I still manage not to run over to him as soon as he beckons and continue to explore his body with my camera. All too soon the last film is full and I hear him breathe a sigh of relief. Was it that cold? Frowning I lower my camera and stare at him again. Once more the rope is what catches my eye and I wonder. Wonder ifhe would allow me to bind him in the moonlight, if he would be willing for that sort of play. Maybe.
I smile weakly, shifting to ease the thightness in my pants as he walks over to me, his moon-light darkened eyes glittering darkly. He knows. Shivers run through me and the thightness increases. Damn. I know I'll never make it inside in my clothes as he finally reaches for me but I willingly surrender to his kiss. How could I not? He is all I have. All I want to have. And I never want to let him go. Never ever.


~Finis~