"Can we just kiss awhile tonight?" JC asked, eyes bright and hopefully calming. He didn't need poor Judas to have a fit here because he was out of condoms or whatever else he thought he needed for the evening. JC didn't need to rush right towards anything, even if his skin felt like it was itching from the inside out. He had no concept at all of what genuine, physical desire was like.

No matter what Judas said at the moment, JC would again invade his space. His hands slipped up taut thigh muscles and his lips connected again with the ginger's as he exhaled slightly against his cheek before their lips touched.

It felt a little like praying. Maybe that was a little irreligious to say, but JC had prayed enough to know what it felt like when God let his voices whisper in his ears. And this was a lot like that.