The Tragedy of Felix and Jake

by J. Daniels

“Can you say it? Please?” Can I say it? Yes. I so very easily can. “He touched you. Nobody touches you.”

Felix kisses me like he’s asking for permission, and I allow it. I don’t fight him off at all. But I don’t allow any more to happen than that.

“You’re killing me,” I rasp against his ear, licking the shell. “I’ll never forget what this feels like. What you feel like.”