Fear not
by M. F. Luder
Ryan swallows thickly, hands gripping the armrest. The plane shakes. He bites down his lower lip, his jaw clenched
"Dude? Ryan?"
Opening his eyes, he looks at Seth. The idiot's grinning. "What?"
"Dude, really, relax. We're going to Europe!"
Ryan rolls his eyes.
"Ryan..."
"I'm fine."
"You're knuckles are white. That's so not fine."
Ryan closes his eyes. The plane shakes again. This has to end, Ryan tells himself, and preferably without his body all over the Atlantic.
He feels lips over his own, and sighs into the kiss.
"Let me help you relax."
Ryan grins. He can do that.
Finished: April 30, 2004