<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff4d">Freddie saw that look and dropped the shoe, did he push to hard? Did the man not realize he was trying to be sexy? Oh shit, his eyes darted too the sofa where the sword was and back to the man. “Now I was trying to arouse you. Lets not get to upset. We do this kinda thing on earth we...” Suddenly he was lifted, their faces meeting once more. Freddie was about to speak again when he felt those soft lips were moving running along his body, his neck, he moaned running his slender fingers through that long silky hair. “You win beautiful. No words.” There was no point fighting the man off, he wanted a slice of him as well. The singers lips smashed against the other, his tongue wrestling against Sephiroths as his mouth moaned into each kiss. When the kiss broke he laughed a moment feeling himself being carried off to the bed. “Do show me, show all …. night… long.”<br/>
</span><br/><i><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff4d">-hours later-</span></b></i><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff4d"><br/>
There was the slightest bounce on the bed that shifted the singer awake, his brown eyes blinking in the dark. Rolling over he looked up at the man now awake and seemly confused. It was dark but Freddie could still see him struggling with his thoughts. “Tell me your not losing sleep with regret?' The man sang out lightly but softly in the dark. His fingers tracing over Sephiroths leg a little under the blanket. “Something is wrong?” He gathered his naked body up into a sitting position as the blankets covered his lower half, Freddie moved his hand to the others back. “After life is confusing, trust me… my mind brain farted in the bar. I was flipping through the song book when it hit me… I was dead. We are dead...”, then he paused why had he not seen it before. “Unless your not dead?”<br/>
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“Do you need a drink? You look like you do.” Shifting out of the bed he walked to the mini bar naked and returned with a few small bottles placing them on the bed as he climbed back on. “Drink one, it will help.” Freddie moved behind him draping his legs over to each side of him as he stayed behind him. Freddie moved the man's long hair to the front of him so he could better run his hands along his bare back. “OK spill it, what is wrong? Your not telling me something? We were supposed to talk… don't get me wrong. I highly enjoyed what we did instead… trust me. I may not sit right for a week. Now I get what I want, you have to talk to me. Starting with what is bothering you.”  </span>