Red Rose
Cam didn't know where it came from but it was there. Painfully so almost, one could say. On his pillow was something he would never had expected and it pleased him yet it also scared him.
Cameron blinked and blinked again. On his pillow was a rose not just any rose a red rose. It scared him. Who would send him a rose? Why would that person want to send him a red rose? Obviously they didn't know about the language of flowers or they wouldn't have given him a red rose. No one loved him so why did he have a red rose?
The thought kept racing through his mind over and over again. In fact that one thought held him so much that he never heard someone approach him from behind. He only noticed when the hands came around his waist and his breath on his neck.
"This your doing Hunter?'" Cam asked as Hunter kissed his neck.
Hunter's only reply was to nuzzle Cam's neck. causing Cam to moan and arch back into Hunter.
"You like that?' Hunter asked his voice husky.
"You know I do" Cam replied as he turned around a pulled Hunter into a mind blowing kiss.
A few minutes later something entered Cam's mind causing him to pull back a bit.
"Why a red rose?" Cam asked as Hunter traced patterns on his arm.
"A red rose means love" was all Hunter would say on the subject as he pulled Cam back in for another kiss.
They spent the rest of the afternoon and evening in each other's arms content with what they had found in each other.