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One day he just walked into the camp and said to me, "So, what exactly do I have to do to get you to stop pretending you don't want me?"
At first I just sat there beside the fire and stared at him. Not want him? How in all that is holy could Dar ever think that I didn't want him? I would think that running after him every day and spending my every waking moment trying to find ways to help him protect his animals would be proof enough.
Wrong.
Obviously, while my beastmaster could tell what everything from an elephant to a tick was thinking, he was completely clueless when it came to beasts of a human variety. Shaking my head in disbelief, I looked over at my friend.
"Or maybe it isn't pretending after all?" Dar said with uncertainty in his voice. "Maybe it's me doing the pretending here?"
I couldn't stop the grin from breaking out. "Very introspective, Dar. But m-maybe you should come closer and ask your first q-question again." I winced at the shaky tone of my voice. As always, what sounded so strong and right in my head, came out weak and spineless. But really, could anyone blame me? Dar was like this mystical hero. How could he possibly care if I wanted him or not?
Dar stepped around the fire and stopped right in front of where I was sitting, then dropped to his knees. "What do I have to do, Tao? I can't stand this anymore. Just tell me what I have to do?"
I reached out a trembling hand and touched Dar's chest. It was just like I'd imagined time after time after time. Hard to the touch, yet at the same time smooth and soft. An unwanted sigh passed my lips. Dar smiled then, knowing that he hadn't guessed wrong I think.
Mustering up all the courage that I had in my body I lowered my hand from Dar's chest to his loincloth, running my fingers over the piece of hide there. "You have to take this off. That's all."
Dar smiled again and it wrecked me like it always does. When he smiles I feel it right to the core of what makes me. I can never stop myself from smiling back, and now-even with my stomach trying to climb up my throat-is no exception.
I'm sure that I look like the biggest fool in the world sitting on the ground staring at Dar as he jumps to his feet and peels away the top layer of his loincloth. Underneath he has an even smaller wrapping. Before I can catch my breath, that too is gone, leaving Dar completely open to me. Open in a way I've never seen him before. Not just naked...it was more than that. I don't think I have the words to explain the feeling that overwhelmed me. For a person who prides himself on words, it is a strange and wonderful feeling. All that makes it's way past my dry lips is one word.
"Beautiful."
As it turns out, that was the only word I needed. Sometimes even the most eloquent speech is no match for one heartfelt declaration.
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