->Arrow

My very first comment fic drabble.

It was hard to love from afar, and know that your feelings would never be requited. But Jim was used to never getting what he wanted out of life. Blair's azure eyes lit with physical desire? Just one more item to add to the list of things that were never going to happen. But he had this at least, to offer the cherishing care that he would love to extend into *every* area of their life. He carefully squeezed out the cloth – no possibility of ticklish dribbles to irritate that beautiful skin.

"There you go, Chief. No more icecream smear."