Copyright January 2001
"Let me see."
"No. It's okay."
A frustrated sigh whispered out.
"Come on, Ray. Let me take a look."
Cheekbones glowed red, an embarrassed grimace coming into view.
"Ouch! And don't you say a word! Not one word!"
Winston gathered Ray close, his arms wrapping around the smaller man's body, offering body heat and comfort.
"Now honeybear, you know I would never do that. Let me look."
A tear trickled down Ray's chilled cheek.
"It hurts, Winston. Stings real bad."
The tall black Ghostbuster captured the tiny tear with a kiss. His lips traveled across Ray's cheek before offering a breathless sigh to his lover's mouth. Large hands gathered smaller ones in a gentle grip, a whisper of warm air drifting over the trembling digits.
"Winston, I couldn't resist. I just couldn't. "
Ray nuzzled the strong column of the older man's throat. The vibrations of a chuckle earned a lazy lick over a dark skinned earlobe.
"I know, Ray. Just remember, dear heart, I never want you to suffer any pain."
Winston reached for a nearby container of aloe vera, smoothing the cool gel over Ray's fingertips.
"So sweetness? Next New Year's eve when I say please leave the firecrackers alone, you'll listen to me?"
An impish grin and nibbling kiss teased the tall black man.
"Maybe yes. Maybe no."