Friday writhed under Crusoe, his dark eyes aflame with so much more than just a man's lust for another man. With a joy of what they did together. A heaven sent joy of being possessed by the man who was his brother.
It brought Crusoe more pleasure than he could ever voice, knowing his friend, his companion...His soul-mate wanted him as much as he wanted him.
Come what may, be it rescue or abandonment to this island for the rest of their lives, he would forever have Friday, just as Friday would have him