"August turned his head and stared into shining eyes. “I love you so much I swear it pains me deep sometimes. You’re beautiful.”
For Fletcher to hear such words from the one he’d been pining over for years on this special night, the first one in their new home, on their marital bed, has to be a dream come true….he can have no doubt at this point that his feelings are returned, on this evenfall when his love presented him with a roped moon, as well as the sun and the stars, because August was loved more than he knew, and what August has, Fletcher has, as they were one in spirit long before this night joined their bodies.
“Look around us, cowboy, we have more than we ever dared hope for, don’t we?”
August nodded, his gaze staying on Fletcher. “The thing I want most, the only thing I’ll ever need, is right here in our marriage bed.”
While Fletcher knew this, it’s just as meaningful to hear, because when one commits for love, feast or famine is the same: "Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?" (part of Matthew 6:25)
“Expect I spurted enough seed to fill your stomach.”
"Oh, can feel that seed coming out… reckon it didn’t make it to my stomach after all.”
“I’ll try harder next time.”
Love and laughter are the best combination, that these two could share that during this particular first, speaks to the level of comfort and trust they have with each other….it augurs well for them that this be the foundation they build their future on.
This was the first night both couples got to spend together in a bed all their own, a special, memorable, night for both couples this evening, no matter what went on in their beds (although there is little doubt to what that was, 🍆💙)
Is there a grave for Grandpa Brewster? I feel like August would want to pay his respects to the man who provided such a bountiful future for him, that maybe they all would; though talking to him on the land he built with love and intellect is plenty enough, too.
What will the morrow bring after such an amazing day and night? Where will the beautiful wood carving finally rest? Which 'cock' will crow first, 'cum' sunrise? ☺️
Find out, in the next installment of “Roping the Moon? 📿🌕