His breath tickles my skin, the tips of his fingers brush lightly across my arm. I can feel the warmth of his body pressing against my back. His lips ghosting across my shoulders, his nose nuzzling against my neck.“Suno, meri khushi…“The words are whispered against my temple."Meri khushi." - "My joy."There are more words. A … Continue reading First Times – Ember Beads & Ashes (6)
The sun drifts lower across the sky, slowly nearing the end of its daily journey. The stones beneath me still radiate the day's heat, but a breeze rustles the clusters of orange and yellow blossoms on my rooftop terrace. I watch a butterfly bob from flower to flower, lingering over each bloom as though it … Continue reading First Times – Ember Beads & Ashes (5)
It's mid-morning until I return to my own sanctuary. Of course, Mari insisted I stay for breakfast. She tried to feed me French toast, but just like on the morning after the attack, I'm not feeling particularly hungry. I have coffee, though, and Mari packs up all the leftovers from last night and cold French … Continue reading First Times – Ember Beads & Ashes (4)
My back slides down the smooth glass surface of the airport building until my ass hits the concrete. I'm a mess. I pull my knees to my chest and bury my face in my hands. I'm a grown man, for fuck's sake. I should be able to handle this, not crumble like a fucking bath … Continue reading First Times – Ember Beads & Ashes (3)
I emerge from the bathroom, towel slung around my hips, steam billowing behind me and Rashid's voice following me. He's humming some tune, and I'm pretty sure it's another Taylor Swift song. I shake my head at my closeted Swiftie. But when he sounds happy, who am I to disagree with his taste in music?We … Continue reading First Times – Ember Beads & Ashes (2)
It's my birthday!My 16th!Not that it matters much to most people, but Josie is here and we'll celebrate. And with some luck I'll see Remy later on.I pound down the stairs, still in my usual sleepwear (boxers and a T-shirt) and I can hear the radio in the kitchen playing “Dancing with Myself". It makes … Continue reading Don’t Lose This One (2)
~15 June ~It's not the blazing, cloudless heat people imagine when they think of summer. The clouds keep the sun in check, but the humidity is relentless, turning the whole city into a sauna. Sweat runs down my skin in rivulets. I'm pretty sure I could wring out my jersey and water the plants in … Continue reading Don’t Lose This One (1)
~ 19 September ~The door to my apartment slams shut with a deafening noise, and I’m left alone. Alone. In shock. He left. It takes my body a moment to remember it needs oxygen, and I suck in a breath. Painfully. Panic claws up my throat, making another inhale almost impossible. I can’t. My mind … Continue reading First Times – Ember Beads & Ashes (1)
It's almost dark when I arrive at the venue. My flight was late, and traffic was a nightmare. But Anaïs knows about my delay – I texted her as soon as the tyres of the plane hit the tarmac – and I know there are several agents with her. I'm only the backup due to … Continue reading Echoes in the Dark
So this was it. Paris was the last time I saw Rashid.Well, not the very last time. You know that.On Sunday after our night at Moulin Arc-en-Ciel, Rashid comes with me to Charles de Gaulle Airport, where I board my plane back to New Orleans, before he returns to the city to catch the Eurostar … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (15)
Daughter of Gallifrey 
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