Tuesday, February 19, 2008

VDay evening Part I

mood: tired but relaxed
music: Rockstar - Nickelback

Before I will write about what happened – I would like to know how you did spend your love day?
Did you go out? Did you meet friends? Did you just spend it with your beloved ... doing fabulous things? Did you spend it alone?

See ... for me Valentine's Day is just a day like any other day ... although I have to admit that I like having flowers as well (but not only on that day). Now you might say: 'Wilson, c'mon you are a man! Flowers? Uak!'

And I'd reply: 'So what? Even men can have their soft side! Even men can find flowers lovely and even we can enjoy being cuddled and smooched ... not with wanting to jump into the bed instantly.'

Yes, I think that would be my answer then.

Although I really really have to admit that when cuddling and kissing ... the rest is not that far away.
Our love day was simply gorgeous.

We had to work until 7 pm and on the way home we both decided that the last thing we want to do now is spending more time of the evening in the kitchen to prepare some dinner.
„What about sushi?“ Gregory asked me while we had to wait at a stoplight.
„Sushi is always good, luv!“ I replied with a grin.
Gregory nodded and caused me a little heart attack a second later, when he honked the horn several times and then just drove to the other street side.

„I said sushi and not pathology!“
His answer was a little snort before saying, „You really behave like a sissy from time to time, Jimmy!“
„Like a whaaat?“ I asked him with my mouth slightly opened.
„A sissy ... you know what that is?“ Greg asked back and gave me a short side look.

„For sure, I know what a sissy is! You explain me now, how you mean that!“ I wanted to know.
„According to a dictionary, I could tell you that it would mean you are acting timid or like a coward from time to time ... I could also tell you“ he paused a little and gave me one of his special deep looks, „I could also tell you, that you are the most beautiful man and that I just love you the way you are.“

To hide my surprise and overplay the butterflies in my stomach I just looked outside the windshield and nodded.
After some seconds I was able to answer without sounding too love dazed.
„Well, ... yah ... you really could say that but what is the truth now?“
Gregory laughed briefly and tousled my hair with his right hand.

„Oh boy, you'll never change, right? Always asking and asking and not just enjoying what I said...“
„Right I won't change anymore – I am nearly 39 now. Do you really want to see me change?“ I asked him back and put my left hand on his thigh.

„Changing you?“ Gregory asked me with big eyes.
My reply was a nod and a questioning look.
We had reached the mall in the meantime and Gregory was looking for a free parking place and so did not answer immediately.
After the car was parked (on the disabled parking place), he looked at me.

„Why on earth should I want to change you? Why? Give me a good reason!“
I shrugged and leaned back in the seat, „Dunno – you tell me.“

Greg looked up at the roof for a second.
„I ... no ... no I don't want to change you. Not a single bit!
I love the way you are. I simply love every tiny little bit you know that?“
I raised one eyebrow and tried so to look calmer than I've been.
„You know that!“ Greg grunted a bit and then shook his head in slightly disbelief.
„James Evan Wilson ... you are either an idiot or playing an idiot now. I do hope it is the latter!“

He opened the seatbelt and leaned over me.
„Every single tiny little bit of you I do love. And this includes your soul, your heart, your thinking, your acting ... this includes you, my little stupid idiot.“ The last words were whispered into my ear, before he did seal his words with a deep and warm kiss.

At first I was too surprised to kiss him back, but that did last only a few seconds and soon we were kissing in the car like teenagers.
The kisses got deeper and more demanding and we really did not notice that we had started to touch each others chests, while sinking deeper and deeper into the kisses.
A very real knocking at the window brought us back ... back into the car ... back to the parking lot!

Gregory's look could have killed someone when he peeked over my right shoulder and stared at the person, who had dared to knock.
„Damn it!“ Greg mumbled and I turned my head slightly and stared into Cuddy's shocked face.
Her gesture was clear and so we sat straight again and opened the window a bit.
„I cannot believe that“ she hissed and looked around.
„This is parking lot, House!“ Cuddy gestured vividly around and gave us that typical schoolmaster look.

Gregory did not look around but did stare at her.
„No news, Cuddy! So why did you disturb us? You could just have continued watching us and gaining a little bit of a lust sensation ...“
Her eyes widened and her hissing snort was answer enough.
„He did not mean that ...“ I yelled after her ... but her only answer was flipping the bird before she disappeared behind some cars.
„Was that necessary?“ I asked Gregory, who'd already closed the window.
„I was annoyed and I bet ...“
„Stop it“ I said while shaking my head a bit. „You'll never change.“
„Nope, I won't“ Greg answered with a weak smile.

Now it was me fondling his hair and placing a little kiss upon his nose tip.
„And you know ... I love you nonetheless“ I said and gave him one more kiss.
His moan showed me that he was in the same emotional situation like me and so I forced me not to kiss him deeper but interrupting the kissing.
I leaned back in my seat and so did Greg.
„We should ... ... ...“ he panted slightly.
„Yah, we should stop now ...“ I continued.

Greg looked at me and shook his head again.
„No ... yes ... ... I meant we should first get the sushi and then hurry home!“
„Give me two more seconds before we get out of the car. I am not sure if I can walk right now“ I said to Greg with a broad grin.
His eyes wandered over my body to the bulge in my trousers. Gregory swallowed hard and turned away his head then.
„Five seconds, please!“ he muttered and stared out of the window.

Two minutes later we were able to get out of the car and it was the quickest stop at the mall we've ever made so far.

To be continued ...

Thursday, February 14, 2008

My love is like a red red rose

mood: in love
music: A red, red rose

My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June
My love is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel a while !
And I will come again, my love,
Thou’ it were ten thousand mile.
Poem by: Robert Burns
Today is Valentine's Day and a day of love, flowers and thinking about all the beloved ones. Of course it is also a day of commerce, a lot of stupid things and too much pink and red in the towns.
I am currently sitting in my office and misusing my computer here.
Just having a bit of time to write a very short entry. I wanted to wish you all a lovely day - either with your beloved one (should you be in a relationship) or with yourself. Loving someone does not only mean loving a different person ... loving means also caring for yourself and doing you something good.
I am doing something for me now - namely, listening to that beautiful song here:

The day started lovelier than lovely. I awoke at about six o'clock and silently crawled out of the bed not to disturbed my little cutie-pie laying there, legs and arms spread out as if he would be flying.

He is having a hard time in the clinic at the moment - having some cases to solve and a lot of clinic duty. So I do my very best to comfort him in any way.
Therefore I tiptoed into the kitchen where I prepared the coffee for breakfast. As soon as I heard the gurgling sound of the coffee machine I made my way into the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes and a loooong shower later, I stepped out of the room and nearly ran into a huge bunch of red roses.
"Wanna be my valentine?" a sleepy voice mumbled behind the bunch.
A smile enlightened my face and while sniffing at the flowers I mumbled back, "For sure I want".

The bunch was lowered now and a pair of sparkling blue eyes looked at me.
"Good morning awesomeness!" Greg greeted me and his eyes moved up and down my body.
Just standing there in my boxers and still damp hair, I shifted nervously from one foot to another. (I don't know why he still has that effect on me)
"You mean me, huh?" I asked back and tried to hide my bit of shyness behind a big grin.
"Mhm ..." he moaned and handed me the bunch of roses.
"Put them in the sink!" I just heard him saying before he clapped my buttock.
"Geez, Greg!" I squeaked like a little girl. "Your hands are damn cold!"
"C'mon, put them in the sink and then I will show you how you can give me warm hands!"

I have to admit that sometimes this harsh tone can give me the creeps - but in a good way.
The roses were placed in the sink and as soon as they were in there I found myself pulled back.

My body was pressed against his and cold hands were the last thing I thought of while my boxers found their way on the ground.
The next hour we spent with doing things that made it necessary to shower again ... this time not alone - so I have to admit that we came a tiny bit to late to work today.
Just half an hour ... but well.

We planned to spend the evening with having a delicious dinner for two (at home as all the other "happy" couples will be going out dining today) and probably with doing things that will make it necessary to take one or two showers later.

That are my plans for today and I am telling you nothing new when I say: I am really looking forward to it!

Wishing you a wonderful day ... full of love, joy and happiness!

Friday, February 01, 2008

Computer crashed!

Hello dear fellows!

Is there any excuse for being that rare at the moment? I don't even know if anyone is still checking my site though ... sorry for the long break again.

My excuse ... well - my computer crashed and so I could not write. Of course, I could have written from my office though - but as I had to share my office with one of my colleagues for the last two weeks (his room had to be renovated) - I had no chance to!

That is my excuse for not having written anything on here. I hope you can accept that ...

Today I have a bit of time and perhaps I will write down some happenings.