Momma's Song.

"Alright, the question doesn't involve killing." Alex smirked. His voice lowered to a whisper as he cupped Mike's chin in his hand.
"Is it possible to make love to a ghost?"

"A normal ghost...no....A guardian angel yes...If they are strong enough to stay touchable for that long....." Mike stared at him, his gaze soft as always.
"My sweet baby...."

"Alright, second question. How long can you stay touchable?" Alex smiled.

"It depends with me, several factors determine that...like the stress level, love level, how much energy I have.......lots more things. How long do I need to be touchable?"

"As long as it takes for me to show you just how much I love you. Now, question three. Michael Mizanin Riley, can I make love to you?"

"First off, your not Alex Riley, so there fore I can't be Mike Riley, so that makes me Mike Mizanin and your Alex McCormick, but yes.....make love to me...show me you love...."

"Mikey, I'll go get a divorce if you want. It'll be hard but I'll do it. So it's official."

"Im not making you do that...."
He would like it though.

"Well would you go back to calling yourself Mike Riley?" Alex asked

"Im not Mike Riley anymore though, so im Mike Mizanin....But you wanna make love to me then I can be Mike Riley for a while.

Alex nodded.
"Well what would you think of me asking Lane for a divorce? Then when that's done, and I die, we have a second wedding. We'll remarry." Alex blushed that was stupid. "Well we don't have to it was just an idea..."

Mike blinked at im before a silly grin crossed his face.
"I would love that..."

Alex grinned widely.
"Okay then." He pecked Mike's lips. "Now, about that making love..."

Mike took a deep breath to make himself fully touch able before telling Kevin to take Jessics somewhere. Jessie and Kevin were one came back and laid back down.

Alex smiled at Mike as he undressed his old lover.
"It's been far too long." He kissed the tip of Mike's nose.

"Yeah...It has..."
Mike was trying to get Alex out of his clothes.

Alex smiled warmly as he helped Mike remove his clothing.
"How tight are you?" Alex asked softly

"How old is Aaron? He is six....So six years and nine moths, since I have dome this and he said he didnt prep me so." Mike shrugged.

"Okay baby. I didn't know if Quincy did it again, after that. I'll be gentle." Alex said, kissing Mike's forehead.

"He would have to knock me out like he did the first time." Mike scowled, he was pissed about that. The fucker had knocked him up.
"You don't have to."
He wasnt with Lane.

"But I want to." Alex gave a small smile as he wet a finger thoroughly.

Mike squirmed beneath his lover as he tweaked his own nipples, the pert nub's were erect, Mike already getting hard.

Alex grinned but then frowned.
He looked at himself. He was old, wrinkled, gross. Then Mike. Mike had transformed back into himself in his late twenties.
"I'm gross, you're sexy..."

"So, your Alex, Im Mike. I dont care what you look like, your just my Alex to me. Don't think like that, remember when I had cancer? You didn't care, and now neither do it."

"WEll it's different... I feel like a pedofile." He laughed.