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A Love Born From Steel - Ongoing Discussion
MaineWriter:
Marie, you read ahead on me! LOL
From Chapter 17, one of my nice schmoopy passages (hey, MadLori christened me the Queen of Schmoop!)
He went back into the bedroom and slipped into bed, hoping not to disturb Ennis, but Ennis turned over and pulled Jack into his arms. “C’mere, cowboy,” he whispered. “Let me hold ya ‘til ya go t’sleep.”
“Ya knew I was awake?”
Ennis chuckled. “Yer over there flippin’ like a flounder,” he said. “You could wake the dead.”
“I’m sorry,” said Jack. “I wanted t’let ya sleep.”
Ennis pulled him in close, rubbing his back and kissing his forehead. “Stop yer worryin’,” he said, softly. “Think ‘bout lovin’ me. Think ‘bout me lovin’ you.”
Jack tried to let himself relax in the warmth of Ennis’s arms around him. “How much do ya love me, En?” he said.
“How much?” Jack nodded. Ennis smiled in the darkness. “More than you can measure,” he said. “There ain’t no measurement for the love I have for you.”
Jack snuggled in closer. “Will you always love me, En?” he asked.
“You know I will,” said Ennis. “Forever and ever.”
“Even if I do something bad?” whispered Jack.
Ennis laughed softly. “You ain’t gonna do anythin’ bad,” he said. “Yer a good person.” He paused. “But even if you did do somethin’ bad, yes, I would love you. That’s what it’s all about, right? Through good and bad, thick and thin, ups and downs…” His voice trailed off.
Jack leaned in and kissed the warm space at the base of Ennis’s neck. “I love you,” he whispered. “I have only loved you and I will always love you.”
“I love you too, babe,” whispered Ennis.
“Y’know,” said Jack. “There are prob’ly people in the world who never meet their soulmate.”
“There prob’ly are,” answered Ennis, softly.
“But we found each other.”
“We did,” said Ennis.
“How did it happen, En? How did we end up on that mountain together?”
“I dunno, babe,” said Ennis. “I don’t think we’ll ever know. But we did.”
Jack leaned in again, resting his head against Ennis’s shoulder. “I love you,” he whispered, finally feeling sleep overtaking him, falling into a dark dreamless slumber, held tightly in the protective cocoon of his lover’s arms.
L
belbbmfan:
--- Quote from: MaineWriter on December 31, 2006, 05:58:09 pm --- (hey, MadLori christened me the Queen of Schmoop!)
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:laugh: A title to be very proud of!
Happy New Year :)
mariez:
--- Quote from: belbbmfan on January 01, 2007, 05:11:07 am --- :laugh: A title to be very proud of!
Happy New Year :)
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You took the words right out of my mouth, Fabienne! :)
Schmoopy!!! :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: That's too funny - love the Seinfeld reference!
I think your schmoopiness is great, Leslie - stand tall wearing that crown! :laugh:
Hope to get more reading in today!
Marie
mariez:
A few thoughts on Chapter 19 . . .
Love Jack's little musings about naps:
... For Jack, taking a nap meant lying on the couch, with his boots off and maybe his belt loosened. Ennis, on the other hand, got completely undressed and under the covers—as if he was going to bed. Jack never knew about this little quirk—how would he? They never took naps on Brokeback and besides, they didn’t have a bed.
You know it's funny about naps - I can't take them - instead of feeling refreshed, I feel even more tired! :laugh: My son, though - loves little power naps. He can doze for 10-15 minutes and then feel completely refreshed! And if I did take a nap, it would definitely be a Jack nap - shoes off, on the couch!
Sexy and funny is my favorite combo:
“Suck yer cock and finger yer ass,” Jack repeated, trying to sound dutiful. “How many fingers?”
“Two should do it,” said Ennis, reaching towards the drawer of the bedside table. He handed Jack the tube of K-Y. “Yer gonna need this, I think.”
Jack nodded, “Okay, so, suck cock, two fingers, then what?”
“Then,” said Ennis, “when I’m just ‘bout t’come, I want ya t’sit on it.”
“Sit on what?” said Jack, his voice playful.
“My cock, ya asshole,” said Ennis, with a laugh.
“I ain’t an asshole, it’s my asshole ya want on yer cock, I think,” said Jack, starting to slide down in the bed.
:laugh: :laugh: I love that Jack and Ennis - instead of always being frantic and desperate - can now take the time to be playful! And Ennis "repaying" Jack with a bath - love it!
I really liked how Jack and Ennis worked out different scenarios for getting the farm - they balance each other so well - perfect partners in every way.
Wow - when Tom first mentioned the will, I thought it might lead to something good - but I didn't realize Hal would leave them everything! That was such a great moment! No wonder Ennis was so overwhelmed. Another great moment - when he so automatically and as Jack noticed "effortlessly" and "naturally" said that he and Jack were married. Straight from Ennis's heart - where Jack lives.
I was glad Jack asked Tom about he and his sister felt about Hal's will. Tom was right - it was a brave question. Tom and his sister are amazing people. Unfortunately, it is so often the case that inheriting or not inheriting money brings out the very worst in people. In this situation, it really brought out the best! That was wonderful to see. This good fortune couldn't have happened to better or more deserving people than Jack and Ennis! :)
And now, I'm not only hungry - I could really go for a mimosa! :laugh:
Thanks, Leslie!
Marie
MaineWriter:
Oh Marie, I love your quotes!
Here's something else I love from Chapter 19:
Tom stood up. “I feel like we should have some champagne or something…something to celebrate.”
“We have a bottle of champagne in the refrigerator,” said Jack. “If ya want…”
Tom looked at his watch. “It’s 9:45 in the morning, probably a little early to start drinking. Although the sun must be over the yardarm somewhere in the world.”
Ennis looked at him. “What?”
“Nothing,” said Tom. “Just an expression, something my dad used to say.” He paused. “Wait a minute, you said you had orange juice, right?”
Jack nodded. “Yup, a fresh pitcher, just made it this morning.”
“Perfect. We can have mimosas.” Tom started to walk into the kitchen, Jack and Ennis following.
Ennis whispered to Jack, “What’s a mimosa?”
“Damned if I know,” said Jack.
Tom took three glasses from the cupboard and pulled out the bottle of champagne and pitcher of juice from the refrigerator. He popped the cork and poured champagne into each of the glasses, then added generous splash of orange juice to each. He handed Jack and Ennis each a glass and lifted his own in a toast, “Congratulations, to the new owner of the Lazy L, and his loving partner.”
Ennis blushed. “Thanks, Tom,” he said, taking a sip of the drink. “Mmm, this is good. Try yours, Jack,” he said.
Jack held his glass up in a toast. “Congratulations, babe. I love you,” he said, then took a sip.
Mimosas, love, and the sun is over the yardarm, somewhere in the world....
Leslie
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