Purple.

Purple, as berries or grapes still on the vine, dripping.

But not juice , only water from the tap over the the soft cloth, dark purple.

Water trickling over light brown and tanned and further still, pink.

'How's that?'

Drew had nowhere to look that didn't arouse him, not Justin's face or body or hair.

'Quite-' his hands groped the dark brown skin, uncovered in the hotel suite, on the huge bed, Jayge being 'nurse'. 'Stimulating.'

'You mean you think I'm attractive.'

'Far more than mere words can describe.'

'Like me more than Evan's brother?'

'Star's cool.'

'His name is Mike and answer my question!'

'I like you more than him.'

'Great choice.'

'When you're NOT dumping me or hopping in bed with Seth.'

Justin dropped the washrag, along with his head in shame. 'I'll never do that again.'

'Time will tell.'

'Being in The Shield was...'

'foul smelling?'

'Pointless. I only wanted to rescue Leo.'

'And get a rush from cheap thrill nasty sex.'

'I...urm...I...'

'Denial makes your eyes shine like jewels.'

'I still feel happy with you.'

'Happier.'

'No, happy. I was miserable with them.'

'You made a wonderful Leader for them.'

Justin was flustered once more.

He inhaled, exhaled.

'I want you to go home with me.'

'My hair's the incorrect color.'

'Drewsky, I really do!'

'For good or simply tourist?'

'Both. The SA tour is real soon and we could live there for the rest of our lives. My mother would love you and my sister too.'

'Sounds pleasant.'

'If you want to, as my special guest.'

'Guest with a tremendous package.'

'Drew!'

'And a fine arse.'

'Honest, aren't you?'

'Here and there.'

'Stop being obscene backstage, harrassing the wrestling vaginas.'

'How to explain that to the children, I wonder?'

'Quit it, Drewtologist! Leave the Divas alone and chase me!'

'Before, after or during when you're up on the Pride Parade float?'

'Oh for...why does everyone think I'm feminine?!' Justin pouted.

'You own a lavender color body hair remover both in the ladies grooming department of the store.'

'You know what else I own?!'

'You're about to reveal the surprise.'

Justin bumped nose to nose, feral and fierce and loving.

'You, Packmate. I'm YOUR Packmate, not Bru's or Seth's and you're MINE not Mike's or anyone else's.'

'I enjoy the sound of that.'

'Enjoy this!' Justin snarled and ducked down.

He sucked Drew, pulled and licked and bit at him.

One squirt after the next, the entire massive length almost gagged him.

Kept tugging away, stroking, nibbling.

Drew enjoyed, at loss for words.

And Justin with a full mouth joined him.

Perfect team.