Friday at the sandbox - Part 11 "Night Cap"
Summary - Modern day AU/AU. Ennis, Jack, kids, a playground...
Warnings - none
Length - c450 words
Feedback - yes please!
The guys are out on an adult only 'beer date'...
The chicken wings are great, just as I predicted.
Ennis? Way less predictable. I reach my self-imposed two beer limit and my leg starts to bounce, knowing that our time together is drawing to a close. It’s too soon to leave. I don’t want to leave.
Ennis notices my restless leg and nudges me with his elbow, “you want another?”
I shake my head regretfully, “not if I’ve got to drive home.”
Ennis nods. “Understood.”
“No need for you to rush though.” I see his bottle is still half full.
Ennis’ quirks an eyebrow and drains the remainder of his beer in a few quick mouthfuls. He drops a couple of bills on the bar and slides off his chair. “Let’s take a walk.”
My heart stutters, but I obey silently and follow him out of the door at a respectable distance.
Once outside I push my hands deep into my pockets. I don’t trust myself to not just grab at him. We walk side by side across the parking lot. I know that there is a small playground a short walk down the road. It seems that Ennis does too as he turns left and heads for the shadowy trees. It’s bound to be deserted at this time of night.
I’m right. The wooden climbing frame looms up in the darkness, the swings and small rocking animals are eerily still. The only noise is the constant chirp of crickets.
Ennis stops suddenly and turns to me. “Look, maybe I… I’m not sure if we should…” he tails off.
He’s anxious. I get it. This is no little thing we could be getting into here. I decide to take matters into my own hands. Literally. I unclench my fists and grasp his face in my palms, pulling him towards me before he has a chance to change his mind - and before I lose my nerve.
Our lips brush and I hear his breathing hitch. I know how he feels. I want to swallow him up and eat him whole. The urge to let lust boil over and my animal instincts take control is almost overwhelming. I force myself to go slow, gently caressing his lips with mine. Soft kisses, our warm breath mingling.
I pull back slowly, looking into his molten eyes as my fingers slide down his cheeks and fall away. I step away and scrub my hand across my chin nervously, not knowing what to say next.
Ennis waits a split second before lunging at me. My back collides with the wooden climbing frame as his mouth lands on mine, hard. He threads his hands into my hair and devours me. I can’t think. His body overwhelms me. I’m the most aroused I’ve ever been. Oh help.
Warnings - none
Length - c450 words
Feedback - yes please!
The guys are out on an adult only 'beer date'...
The chicken wings are great, just as I predicted.
Ennis? Way less predictable. I reach my self-imposed two beer limit and my leg starts to bounce, knowing that our time together is drawing to a close. It’s too soon to leave. I don’t want to leave.
Ennis notices my restless leg and nudges me with his elbow, “you want another?”
I shake my head regretfully, “not if I’ve got to drive home.”
Ennis nods. “Understood.”
“No need for you to rush though.” I see his bottle is still half full.
Ennis’ quirks an eyebrow and drains the remainder of his beer in a few quick mouthfuls. He drops a couple of bills on the bar and slides off his chair. “Let’s take a walk.”
My heart stutters, but I obey silently and follow him out of the door at a respectable distance.
Once outside I push my hands deep into my pockets. I don’t trust myself to not just grab at him. We walk side by side across the parking lot. I know that there is a small playground a short walk down the road. It seems that Ennis does too as he turns left and heads for the shadowy trees. It’s bound to be deserted at this time of night.
I’m right. The wooden climbing frame looms up in the darkness, the swings and small rocking animals are eerily still. The only noise is the constant chirp of crickets.
Ennis stops suddenly and turns to me. “Look, maybe I… I’m not sure if we should…” he tails off.
He’s anxious. I get it. This is no little thing we could be getting into here. I decide to take matters into my own hands. Literally. I unclench my fists and grasp his face in my palms, pulling him towards me before he has a chance to change his mind - and before I lose my nerve.
Our lips brush and I hear his breathing hitch. I know how he feels. I want to swallow him up and eat him whole. The urge to let lust boil over and my animal instincts take control is almost overwhelming. I force myself to go slow, gently caressing his lips with mine. Soft kisses, our warm breath mingling.
I pull back slowly, looking into his molten eyes as my fingers slide down his cheeks and fall away. I step away and scrub my hand across my chin nervously, not knowing what to say next.
Ennis waits a split second before lunging at me. My back collides with the wooden climbing frame as his mouth lands on mine, hard. He threads his hands into my hair and devours me. I can’t think. His body overwhelms me. I’m the most aroused I’ve ever been. Oh help.