WEDNESDAY - EXOTIC LOCALES

[galor5]

I'm posting this a bit early for me, but I figured it is Wednesday in many places already. :)

Today's theme is Exotic Locales/Locations(thanks B for the idea

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[giselleslash]

Orlando dragged his lips over Sean's neck, across the scratchy line of his jaw. Sean hadn't shaved in a couple days and Orlando loved the burn of his whiskers against his own skin, the way they managed to mark him, brand him, along with all the million and one other ways Sean possessed him.

This was just another.

Orlando kept count. He knew in matters of love one shouldn't keep count of things, but he did. At first it was only to marvel at the growing number, but in time, after dark nights, warm mornings and all the hours between Orlando began to realize he had to keep count. It kept him focused and whole.

If he didn't he'd be filled with this crazy whirling madness of love and desire and things that make you want more than you should. He'd be so full he'd burst into a million and one pieces.

A million and one shards that would glow bright with colors and fire but would never be of any use at all to Sean.

Sean preferred him whole. Mad and crazy in ways that made that low, rumbling laugh of his, that dazzling, brilliant smile surface rather than the sorrow that would rise up instead at the loss of Orlando and the pile of broken pieces he had left behind.

Orlando's nose nudged Sean's ear, pestered and teased.

"Come surfing with me," Orlando's mouth spoke, raspy with sleep but properly pleading and cajoling.

And there it was. The rumbling laugh. The brilliant smile.

Orlando knew he'd be the only one surfing that day but that didn't matter. Not in the slightest, for Sean would be waiting for him back on shore and he'd be, they'd both be, wonderfully, perfectly whole.

[galor5]

You are a rock star, my friend! This was blissfully beautiful and so perfect. :D

[giselleslash]

*squishes*