Killian Carrick

The Call Home ... The Tune In Our Hearts

Christian had that look in his eyes, that look Killian didn't want to take his eyes off of. He hadn't seen someone with that look in quite a long time, and he forgot how breathtaking it was to see it once more. What on Earth was it about this man? He had everything going for him, and Killian was starting to ask himself those delicate questions.
Are you sure this is what you want? Are positive that you want to maybe see where you and him go? Is it okay for you to leave yourself that vulnerable to someone you don't really know?
Killian's mind was now racing at this point, and his cheeks were flushed even more now.
Especially with that question that Christian asked him. Adelaide was certainly nothing more than a boss, and she seemed to have a really strong liking to that rugged male with the long locks that came in on opening day.
Plus, Killian wasn't interested in her that way, but he certainly was when it came to Christian.

"Oh, she's me boss. She's rather smitten with a rugged and handsome lad tha' frequents the Bistro. Taylor is his name, me thinks. But uhhh... Neither him or Miss LaBelle interest me... But you do."
Killian spat those words with great ease, and would gasp as he walked into the lobby of The Witchery. Did he really just do that? What on Earth was going on with him? Killian now was nervous, and that flush on his cheeks was bright, candy apple red.
He'd come this far though, and he made that one mistake he didn't want with blurting out those words. This was the point of no return as it was, now that he was feeling warmer and was in the lobby. The lady at the desk snickering to herself, and making Killian wonder what on Earth she was on about, but it was obvious now.
"It's now or never, lad... But what if you... No. No. Blast it... I.."
Killian was thinking to himself as he found himself lost in Christian.

It was now or never, and with Killian it was. This was more than likely going to turn into a one-night stand with Christian. But maybe, just maybe this would be a preview for the two of them, and in the depths of Killian's mind, perhaps Christian would want to see Killian even more after this. It was a massive risk, and it didn't make Killian feel too good as he never had one night stands. But Christian's appearance was just intoxicating to him, like he was a fine brew and he never wanted to stop sipping on it.
Finally, the Irishman would take a deep breath and ignore the woman and the other people. He walked to Christian and felt his breath start to grow shakey.

His heart was racing at a mile a minute, and caused his pulse to also go off the scales. He started to hesitate, but then suddenly a slight dominance would rear itself out from Killian.
He'd carefully thread his hands into that cozy and warm coat Christian was wearing, with his body heat radiating, and grasped them gently.
He'd then move Christian backwards and gently pin him to the wall. Killian, had lost all control at this point and there was no stopping him now. Especially when he say that look Christian's eyes. He leaned in close and carefully hovered over the other scruffy mans lips and spoke softly.
"I t'ink tha' you and I should... Go somewhere a little more... Quiet."
He softly whispered to him with his shakey breath showing itself. He could also feel Christian's heart racing in the same pace as his. They were in sync, and Killian was loving every minute, and wanted more.