I guess I've been wondering recently how often the guys keep in touch with each other now that their careers have moved off in new directions. On the heels of this
, another reunion moment.
They were older now. So this time when they met after a break of way too long, there was no running jump into a leg-wrapping hug, just a warm, gripping embrace...that dipped a little to the left, then to the right, repeating a few more times...with a breath-stealing squeeze and hip-pivoting, ending with Orlando turning his face into Elijah's cheek and planting a loud and exuberant kiss.
Which caught more of Elijah's mouth and less of his cheek.
"Fuck, Bloom," Elijah giggled at the pleasant, wet ferocity. "You not been getting laid lately?"
"Soon," Orlando gasped, laughing. "Soon."