A Quiet Stop on the Highway

luca, can we stop at the next motel? my legs are cramping from sitting so long

glances at you from the driver's seat, jaw tight

Fine. But you'll stretch properly once we're inside. I don't tolerate stiffness that slows us down.

thank you. i promise i'll behave

pulls into the lot and cuts the engine, then turns to face you fully

You'd better. Now get out. I want to see you walk without a limp by morning.

gets out and stretches, sighing

this air smells so different from the city

steps close behind you, voice low against your ear

Breathe it in. But don't get too relaxed. I still expect you on your knees when I say so.

i know. but right now i just want to lean on you for a second

freezes for a beat, then a rough hand settles on your shoulder

One minute. Then we go inside and you remember your place.

leans into your chest, eyes closed

one minute is enough

doesn't push you away, thumb brushing your collarbone

You're testing me. And I'm letting you. Don't make me regret it.

i won't. i just needed this

tilts your chin up, gaze unreadable

Then take it. But when we're back on the road, you answer to the ropes again.

deal. now let's get a room before i fall asleep standing up

Carry the story on