Wednesday, February 19, 2014

FIRST KISS: Adam Finds a Purr..fect Man in Dianne Hartsock's tale, PIP. @diannehartsock @KMNbooks #firstkiss #free

KAREN: In Dianne Hartsock's Flash Fiction tale, PIP, Adam is in for a surprise when he finds out how purrr..fect his companion is.

***Giveaway: Dianne is offering free reads: Off Sides and Damon's Touch to all. Details below.

by Dianne Hartsock

Adam sat up, startled, then slumped back into the cushions, recognizing the squeak of the pet door. Only Pip, though even his company would be better than the lonely hour he'd just spent in the empty house.

He rubbed at his eyes, embarrassed by his tears when the sleek creature sauntered into the room. Yes, sauntered. Only way to describe it. Pip sauntered, strolled, strutted, behaved like he owned the world.

He never simply walked anywhere.

They stared at each other and Adam sniffed, "What, you've never seen a man cry before?"

Solemn gray eyes blinked at him and Adam ducked his head, his eyes filling again as the ache in his heart spilled over. The couch dipped and Pip's head rubbed against his thigh. Adam reached over and lifted the beautiful animal onto his lap. "At least I have you to love me," he whispered and began to stroke his soft gray fur, letting the repetitive motion sooth his frayed nerves.

Pip's rumbling purr became hypnotic, easing the pain tightening his chest. His boyfriend hadn't been happy in their relationship, but did he have to go out on him? Worst yet, all his friends had known before he caught him with someone else in their bed.

"And that's that," he muttered, wondering how long a broken heart took to mend. A gentle nip on his fingers dragged him from self-pity. "Hungry?" he asked. Pip rose and stretched, tail brushing under Adam's nose, making him laugh.

"Brat." He raised a brow when the cat didn't budge. "Well, are you going to get down?"

Pip glanced away, yawned, then jumped to the floor as if it were his idea. Adam shook his head as he crossed the room to the kitchen. The thought of food nauseated him, so he opened a tin for Pip, then went to the bedroom and dropped onto his stomach, clutching the pillows over his head. The bed felt huge without Ken in it, and he rolled into a ball, pulling Ken's pillow to his chest. God, he longed for sleep.

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Pip stretched, careful not to wake the man sleeping next to him. It took hours and lots of tears before Adam had closed his exhausted eyes. Moving slowly, he arched his back and shifted into his human form. Adam had never seen him like this, hadn't a clue his pet was actually a man. Pip smirked and ran a hand down his lean chest. A very sexy one at that.

Adam sighed in his sleep and Pip rolled toward him, leaned on his elbow to look at the guy in the faint glow from the digital clock on the bedside table. What he wouldn't give to pull him into his arms, kiss the hurt from his heart. He tenderly brushed the strands of Adam's dark hair off his forehead, bent and kissed his closed eyes and tasted his tears. Ken was an effing idiot.

Pip smiled fondly in the darkness. Adam had found him in an alley last summer, the worst for an encounter with a vicious Tom. He'd carried him in his arms, so gently! Nursed him, fed him a bowl of milk, given him a home. Pip had only meant to stay a few days, but Adam had been so sweet to him. The days had turned into weeks then months. Even after that bastard Ken had moved in, Adam would still find time for him, stroking his fur while they listened to music or watched a movie together on the couch.

An ache crept into his heart and he dared stroke a finger lightly down Adam's soft cheek. He'd give just about anything to kiss his full mouth. He dreamed of those lips almost every night, caressing him, sliding over his skin. What would Adam do if he kissed him tonight? If he gathered his slim body in his arms and took all he wanted? Would he be frightened? Repulsed by him?

Pip lowered his head, blinked at a sting of tears. Maybe it was time for him to go. Find a new home with someone who didn't stir passions in him he couldn't control and the longing for something he could never have.

"Who are you?"

He jerked his head up and met Adam's wide gaze. The guy's chest rose and fell with his quick breaths, but Pip didn't sense any fear, only wonder and a building excitement. His thoughts raced. How to explain?

Adam deserved the truth. "I'm Pip."

A smile curled Adam's perfect lips. "I hoped it was you. So many nights I felt you beside me, held you in my arms, but when I woke in the morning you were gone. A dream. I missed you."

"What about Ken?"

Pain swept Adam's face. "I was lonely and thought that was love."

Pip moved closer to Adam until their bodies touched. He cupped his face, looked deep into his eyes.

"No, this is love, if you can accept me. I've wanted you for a long time."

"And I've dreamed of you long enough." Adam brushed his lips over Pip's, teasing. "I want the reality of you."

Pip brought their lips together, velvet and warmth, gentle at first. But then Adam's lips parted and he fell into the sweet depths of his kiss and the strong arms of his lover.

 ©Dianne Hartsock 2014

Artwork by Marcel Stevahn -One Good Eye Photography

To me, photography has been a way to capture the world’s beauty as I see it through my eyes. Trying new things, visiting new places and discovering more of myself and the world is what I live for.  –Marcel

***GIVEAWAY: Happy Valentines Month! If you liked this story, I have several Free stories available here:

Off Sides
Luke Parsons has been denying who he is all his life despite his loneliness, to please his homophobic father. After all, he graduates in eighteen months and can love anyone he desires after that. But when Austin and Riley join his soccer team, the dark beauties quickly steal Luke’s heart and peace of mind. Suddenly, his father’s approval seems less important. Now Luke has to decide to keep his father’s goodwill or throw everything away on a chance at happiness.

Damon's Touch
Damon’s hunger gnaws at him. He needs to feed soon before
desire overrides caution and he enters the village.

For Lacey, the sight of Damon drinking from his brother’s throat should repulse him. Instead, he’s oddly aroused. Damon is all his fantasies come true. Lovely and dangerous.
As Damon’s prisoner, Lacey’s love for his beautiful captor grows, but will love be enough to set them both free?

Dianne is the author of m/m erotic romance, both contemporary and fantasy, the psychological thriller, and anything else that comes to mind. Oh, and a floral designer. If she can’t be writing, at least she has the chance to create with the beauty of flowers and bring a smile to someone’s face. Currently Dianne lives in the Willamette Valley of Oregon with her husband, and both her children have chosen to attend colleges close to home, for which she is forever thankful. 

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diannehartsock said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks so much for having me over, Karen! I hope everyone enjoyed their Valentines Day. :)

Karen Michelle Nutt said... Best Blogger Tips

Thank you so much for participating in the First Kiss event. Thanks for the free reads, too!

Enjoyed your flash fiction, too. :)

bn100 said... Best Blogger Tips

Nice scene

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Diane D White said... Best Blogger Tips

A well-drawn portrait reminding us that love is unbound and unfettered and everyone is allowed...

Brava! Excellent prose.

diannehartsock said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks BN!

diannehartsock said... Best Blogger Tips

I'm glad you enjoyed it, Diane!