In the half light of the bedroom Brendan lay still. Sleep had almost over taken him and he was feeling surprisingly happy, he turned his head slowly to side to marvel at his prize, Ste. Ste was already asleep and Brendan watched as his bare chest moved slowly up and down in an almost mesmerising way. It amazed Brendan at how quick he worked and how well his plans went. A sleepy smile crept across Brendan's lips as the younger man opened his eyes, those eyes that Brendan had been drawn too. Ste smiled and closed his eyes again, nestling in closer to Brendan, but he didn't mind. He was either happy to feel the touch of another person or he was just too tired to care.
He couldn't even think of anything to get angry about, all he knew was all day he couldn't get Ste off his mind and when he came and saw him and his mood had shifted. He may have had some ulterior motives beforehand. Something about keeping him under control or something...Brendan really couldn't remember but all that changed when he had gotten close to the younger man, he had just wanted to touch him so much, his whole body ached for it.
And now here he lay, not thinking, just savouring the moment that was playing out around him. His last image was of a serene Ste, his handsome exterior in its entirety, this is what he thought of, his intimate thoughts that he would never share with anyone, and no one would ever know how he really felt about the world around him and the people in it.
That is the way it had to stay.