#lemurs!

Oh boy. Here we go. Thanks for the great prompt!

“You were kind of a lemur tonight,” he says and passes Gillian the joint. Yes, he still smokes joints instead of vaping or whatever the kids are doing these days. He’s old school when it comes to his weed and he makes no apologies.

Her eyebrow arches. “A lemur?” she asks, surprisingly crisply after three hits from the joint, her voice just a mere hair from her born-again English accent.

He doesn’t dare look at her, because she’ll either make him want to start laughing hysterically or he’ll be so turned on he might just die. Instead, he stares out the windows of his Yaletown temporary apartment, stares at the slightly blurry, twinkling lights of pre-dawn Vancouver. After so many years, they’re actually there again. He’s stopped being surprised by the odd and beautiful twists and turns of his life.

“Yeah, a lemur. Clinging to me like that with the ET crew shooting.” A weirdly sexy lemur in a tailored suit and three-inch heels, but a lemur all the same.

The couch shifts as she moves incrementally closer to him. If he leans maybe an inch closer he’ll be able to smell her perfume and her hair, which is in wild disarray after being imprisoned in its Scully wig for sixteen hours. He’s more than aware of the hard-on straining against the fabric of his jeans.

“You loved it,” she says with a soft laugh. She hands the joint back to him.

He takes one last drag, holding the thick smoke deep in his chest. Just a few months ago he was alone in LA, thinking about nights like this with his hand on his cock. He exhales, thinking about how much better it is to be with her in person. Three dimensional Gillian is frustrating, more than a bit nuts, silly, oddly brilliant, generous, and so sexy she has the ability to knock him into a semi-conscious state with just a certain sidelong look in her blue eyes.

“Maybe I didn’t,” he says, just to be contrary.

“Bullshit. You only smile like that when you’re ridiculously happy.”

He turns to her and feels that same smile growing on his face. “Having any lemur-like feelings now?”