Friday First Kiss - Perfect

This is dedicated to my friend Vic over at  the Goodreads  M/M Romance Group and the rest of you at the "The 'T' in LGBTQ" thread.

Perfect

I ran up the stairs because I knew Jesse would be waiting to start our weekly pizza and gossip night. We’d been doing it since we met first semester of college, back when I still went by Lisa. He’s the only friend who stuck by me through it all and we’ve never missed a Friday night. Even when he broke his leg and had to be rushed to the hospital I just went there.  It’s fitting that we would celebrate the end of the whole process together too.

As I burst through the front door of our shared apartment, I had a huge grin on my face. “It’s done!” I yelled, excited my final follow up appointment had gone well. “No complications, no infection, completely healed and clean bill of health!” My top surgery had been done years ago but I had just gotten my bottom surgery a little over a month ago.

He grabbed me into a hug and I could feel his grin on my cheek as he whispered, in a voice choked with emotion,“That’s awesome, Leo. Congratulations.”

When we separated we just stood there staring at each other grinning for a few moments. And then something shifted in his gaze and I don’t know how I knew, but I did. I only had a heart beat of warning before he had threaded his hands through my hair and pulled me in for a kiss.

For a second, I was so shocked I couldn’t even react and then Jesse just pulled away with a stricken look on his face.

“Shit. Sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. But, god, I’ve wanted to that for ages. But then I wanted it to be perfect and for you to feel like you and…”

It looked like he was about to wind up for one of his stress rants so, without really thinking about much beyond this is Jesse and he wants to kiss me, I grabbed him and kissed him back. Reacting more quickly than I would have imagined possible, he slammed me into the wall with his body and devoured my mouth. His hands pulled my hips into his and then there was no more room for thought. Just for the feel of heat pooling in my groin, the frantic beat of joy through my heart and the way I finally fit effortlessly in myself and against him. It was perfect.

The Beginning.

A/N: An expanded version is available here.