-
account_boxLogin
-
homeSite
-
question_answerForumsinsert_commentForums Index
chat_bubble_outlineNews in Forum
chat_bubble_outlineContests
chat_bubble_outlineSearching for stories?
chat_bubble_outlineChallenges & Requests
chat_bubble_outlineDribs, Drabs, and Doggy Tales
chat_bubble_outlineAdopt a Story
chat_bubble_outlineRequest a Category
chat_bubble_outlineStory Codes
chat_bubble_outlineHall of Shame
chat_bubble_outlineF.A.Q.
chat_bubble_outlineSupport -
bookArchivesbookmark_borderAnime
bookmark_borderGundam, Beyblade, DBZ, FMA
bookmark_borderBooks
bookmark_borderBleach
bookmark_borderBuffy/Angel
bookmark_borderCartoons
bookmark_borderComics
bookmark_borderCelebrity Fiction
bookmark_borderFinal Fantasy
bookmark_borderGames
bookmark_borderHarry Potter
bookmark_borderInuyasha
bookmark_borderLord of the Rings
bookmark_borderManga
bookmark_borderMovies
bookmark_borderNaruto
bookmark_borderNon-English
bookmark_borderOriginals
bookmark_borderTelevision
bookmark_borderMarvel 'Verse
bookmark_borderYu-Gi-OH
bookmark_borderYuYu Hakusho
-
burst_modeAdvertising
Home Is Where The Heart Is
By : Amarin
Category: S through Z > Sentinel
Views: 1598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own The Sentinel, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
- 1
Home Is Where The Heart Is
***
DISCLAIMER: The characters depicted in this story do not belong to me.
***“I’ll be home for Christmas. You can count on me…”
Blair sighed. The music on the radio was making his melancholy mood worse. He’d hoped to be home for Christmas this year, but he’d gone to a holiday party on Christmas Eve. It was being thrown by a friend of his at a hotel, and the friend lived in Seattle. Seattle, which got a record two feet of snow in three hours the night of the party. Since he lived so far away, he’d decided to stay at the hotel for the night. But it wasn’t the same as being home with Jim…
“Who’re you kidding?” he asked himself. “Jim doesn’t know how you feel, so this year’s Christmas would have been just like last year’s – you hoping to find him in your stocking, and him being oblivious.”
Suddenly, outside his first floor window, he caught sight of someone trudging through the white drifts towards the entrance. It looked like Jim, but it couldn’t be him, could it? It was probably someone else stranded here, looking for lodging.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Heart pounding with anticipation, Blair moved to open it.
Jim Ellison, his Sentinel, stood on the other side.
He was dressed in flannel-lined jeans and a navy parka, with a matching knit ski cap pulled low over his eyes. Blair stared numbly at the apparition of his friend, his love, unable to speak.
“Merry Christmas, Chief. Uh, can I come in?” Jim asked, nodding to Blair’s hand, which was still holding the door closed.
Blair blinked and nodded. “Sure, come on in.” He gestured behind him to the cozy hotel room.
Jim walked in and Blair shut the door, throwing the chain.
Jim looked around the room, noting the king-size bed and big screen TV. “You got really lucky getting a room like this on Christmas Eve.”
Blair felt lightheaded. Here Jim was, acting as if it was nothing unusual for him to be here in Seattle when there was a blizzard, although he did seem a little nervous, and it was just too much. Why was Jim here? Blair hardly recognized his own voice as he forced the words past his numbed lips. “What are you doing here, Jim?”
Jim’s eyes met his, and Blair was helpless, paralyzed within their penetrating gaze. “I didn’t want to spend Christmas without you, Chief,” he said softly. “And judging by what you were saying a few minutes ago, neither did you.”
Blair gasped. Jim heard what I said! Then he must know how I feel about him… “Jim, I…I, I didn’t mean…”
“I love you, too, Blair,” Jim whispered, capturing Blair’s lips with his own.
Blair melted into his embrace, loving the intimate contact. Jim’s tongue caressed his lips, seeking entrance to his mouth and Blair granted it, reveling in the twining of their tongues. Needy little cries poured out of Blair’s mouth as Jim pressed him back against the wall, grinding their hips together.
Blair broke away as a moan fell from his lips, arching his body up. He rubbed his hard cock against Jim’s own jeans-covered erection and whimpered at the feelings cascading through his body.
“Like that, Blair?” Jim asked huskily.
Blair nodded quickly. “Y-yes,” he groaned, gasping as Jim’s hand caressed him through his jeans.
“Why don’t we take this to the bed, hmm?” Jim suggested.
“Yeah…sounds good,” Blair said thickly. After they had maneuvered over to the bed and flopped down on the covers, he chuckled. “Y’know, it’s funny…I always thought that if this ever happened, we’d be at the loft, y’know, home – not in a hotel in Seattle.”
Pausing in his unbuttoning of Blair’s shirt, Jim said, “Well, you know the saying, Chief – home is where the heart is.”
Blair’s laughter trailed off as he caught sight of the love in Jim’s eyes. “What…do you mean, Jim?” he asked quietly.
Jim smiled and leaned up so that their lips were less than an inch apart. “I’m saying…you are my heart,” he whispered as he leaned forward and pressed their lips together.
And all Blair could think was, And you are my home, Jim.
- 1
- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story
Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo
