A perfect autumn day set the mood of Ja'far's thoughts as he sat out in the garden outside the palace. Small gusts of wind lightly swishing his white silver hair as he was lost in thought. "Why is he so damn perfect all the time" he thought letting out a small annoyed sound. There was only one man in the word that could work his nerves and at the same time make his heart beat so fast. That one man was Sinbad his king, also his lover. Lost in his thoughts not even Ja'far noticed the almost silent steps of his king as he approached him laying a large muscular hand on his shoulder. Slightly startled Ja'far let out a small gasp as he turned around only to face the soft gaze of his king.
"Sin I..." he was cut off as Sinbad pressed his lips against his in a gentle kiss.
"Just relax" Sinbad said as he sat next to Ja'far crossing his legs as to invite Ja'far to lay down.
Ja'far shot Sinbad a quick glance before silently agreeing to the somewhat of an invitation.
Watching as the sun set Ja'far laid in his king's lap, he felt the warmth of Sinbad's skin as he slowly closed his eyes.
Sinbad leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on his lovers forehead "Sweet dreams my love" he whispered softly as Ja'far drifted off into slumber.
The end