| Just A Little Prick |
| JC fidgeted in his seat. The soft green walls of the office reminded him of the beautiful green eyes he woke up to every morning. He glanced over at his fianc�e, finding him deeply immersed in the latest issue of Bridal magazine. JC whimpered just loud enough to catch the blonde's attention. Lance gave JC a reassuring glance and a quick peek on the lips before returning to the magazine. "If I'd known about this part, we wouldn't be getting married." JC grumbled. This caused a rumble of a laugh from Lance. "Hate needles more than you love me huh?" The smile on Lance's face made JC's pout deepen. "Ohh come on, they only want to draw a little blood." "For what? It's not like we were abstinent!" JC growled, his voice tight with fear. Lance's face contorted in anger. "Oh well maybe we should. I mean hell, if it's all about the sex!" "No! Baby you know what I mean. If one of us had a disease, we already shared it with each other." JC tried to compensate. Lance just clenched his jaw. As if he'd been waiting outside, the doctor swung the door open wide. He was a wave of white cotton and apologies about keeping them waiting. "Alright kids, this is a very standard procedure, it shouldn't take more that 5 minutes tops, then it will take a week for the results to come back. Mmmkay lets get crackin. Who'll go first?" JC chewed his bottom lip and stared at the floor. He could feel Lance's expectant stare boring through him. When JC didn't reply, Lance did. "I will." Undertones of anger laced his voice. JC glanced up to see Lance rolling up his sleeve. The pale skin glowed in the soft light that poured through the open window. JC had to look away again when the doctor pulled out the syringe. He could fell Lance's steady gaze on him, making his skin flush red. "All done." The doctor chirped. "Mmmkay, you next." He seemed to notice JC's uneasiness and added, "don't worry, it's just a little prick. JC let out a deep sigh before dragging himself out of his chair and over to the medical table. He sat down and stared at the wall trying to forget what was going to happen to him. "You're going to have to roll up your sleeve Joshua." Lance said. JC did as he was told, then clenched his eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable. Instead of the sharp sting he was expecting, soft feathery lips touched his own. He opened his eyes to see Lance in front of him, kissing him softly. Feeling incredibly euphoric, he willingly opened his mouth to Lance's probing tongue. This sensation that he'd felt a million times before, seemed ten times as heavenly. Lance invaded every one of his senses. His tangy taste, spicy smell, low moan, and soft skin made JC feel as if he had died. "There you go, all done. I'll get back to you with the results in a week." The doctor said, already heading for the door." "Oh and congratulations on the impending wedding." Lance pulled away and stared into JC's eyes. Seeing his soul. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" "Nah, just a little prick." JC grinned as he leaned in for another kiss. |