"That someone...Don,...It's you."
"What?"
"Yep," Cheney peeped, "I-I....I love you. ...There I fucking said it!" Cheney felt rather awkward saying it but he knew that's what he believed. Rumsfeld was speechless. He blushed a deep red and let out a faint laugh.
Cheney then looked up at Rumsfeld. His dark gaze leered at Rumsfeld, hypnotizing him to overcome a feeling of lust. A desire.
"Oh, Dick..." Rumsfeld nudged Cheney against a wall and stared deeper into his dark eyes. Rumsfeld couldn't help but touch Cheney's lips with his.
“Holy mackerel...that’s funny! I had a similar feeling about you!” Rumsfeld giggled as he kissed the side of Cheney's mouth hysterically. Rumsfeld let his tongue go for Cheney's ear.
