Connecting on another level

This is my attempt to show how their intellectual attraction… not sure how well I did.

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Cyrus chewed his lip and finished sweeping the corridor. Then, he headed to Logan’s room. He was careful not to be seen entering Logan’s room – or even knocking on the door. He looked up, his cheeks warming when the door opened.

“Morning,” he said. His words came out a bit breathlessly, as if he’d been running. He felt a bit as if he had too, given the way his heart pounded in his chest. “I… wondered if we could talk. Yeah?”

“Certainly,” Logan said, stepping to one side.

Cyrus slipped into the room and then spun to face Logan as the older man shut the door. “I’m confused,” he blurted out. He flushed when Logan gave him a quizzical frown. He shook his head and spun away. “I know how you feel about me. I’m just… I’m not sure how I feel about you. How do I know if it’s love or lust or – or some echo of your emotions?”

He felt Logan’s arms wrap around his shoulders and sighed, leaning back against the older man. His eyes closed and he relaxed. His racing heart slowed and his breathing evened out. “I’m a little scared, too,” he admitted. “No one’s ever made me feel the way you do.”

Logan kissed his neck and then moved upward. His lips brushed their way along his jawbone and then back to his ear. Cyrus moaned, turning his head so that Logan had better access.

“No one’s ever made me feel this way either, Cyrus,” Logan said, his voice low and husky. He rubbed circles into Cyrus’s abdomen with one hand, while caressing his chest with the other. “As to your questions: what is love?”

“Caring for each other,” Cyrus said, his voice soft. He did care for Logan, otherwise, he wouldn’t have agreed to the binding in the first place. “Wanting to be with each other… for always.” That was there too. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have run to Logan’s arms when he was feeling confused and frightened by his emotions and scattered thoughts.

“So, you love me,” Logan said, his voice soft. “I think, my love, what you’re truly worried about is not whether what you feel is love or not. It’s more a question of… is it the right sort of love? You love your parents and your sisters. Correct?”

“Yeah, but… not the same way,” Cyrus said. His brows furrowed. “I love my country and my sovereign, too, but… in another way still.”

Logan nodded against his shoulder. Then, he turned Cyrus in his arms and looked into his eyes. “Love is something you work at, Cyrus,” he said. “It’s an emotion, but once you move beyond that emotion and beyond the physical attraction… there needs to be more, or else we can’t make it work out.”

Cyrus nodded. His eyes were locked on Logan’s face. He searched the other’s face, seeking the answers to his unspoken questions there. What was it that made Logan want to be with him, of all people? What would make him want to be with Logan, over anyone else? “You’re so kind,” Cyrus said, his voice soft, “and brave – in ways that I’m not and – and never could be. Yeah?”

Logan smiled and cupped his chin. “You have your own kind of bravery, my love,” he said, his voice soft and hoarse with emotion. “As well as quiet strength and dignity. It was that which first drew me to you.”

Nodding, Cyrus smiled. “You – you want to protect me,” he murmured. Dropping his gaze, he leaned into Logan’s chest. As the older man enfolded him in an embrace, he said, “I want to do the same for you. More than that, I want you to be happy. I want to make you happy.”

“You do,” Logan said, his voice faint. “I want that for you as well, Cyrus. Can you be happy with a person like me? As dangerous as I am?”

“Yes,” Cyrus said. There was no hesitation in his answer. His doubts were gone. In the light of day, he knew the answers to his questions. He loved Logan and in a way that could be so much more. It wouldn’t be easy and it would take time. However, he was determined to make it work.

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