Tisdag - Tuesday - In Water

[cyphersushi]

Hello! cyphersushi here again, yesterday was so much fun - you guys are very clever and inventive.

Today's stop on the tour is a bit more wide than yesterdays, today our characters end up in, around or on water. Maybe they go on a cruise, get stranded on an island, go swimming, find an underwater city or sit on the beach. Endless possibilities - let's see

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[daria234]

Jensen had asked Misha if he wanted to hang out downtown. Look around, do some shopping.

Jared had warned him not to.

"I'm just being nice, the guy doesn't know anyone in town," Jen had said.

"Trust me, Misha won't think you're just being a friend."

Jen had just rolled his eyes. In Jared's wacky mind, every guy they met - gay, straight, or in-between - was madly in love with Jen.

So Jen was happy to find that the afternoon was going fine. Misha seemed at ease and having fun, telling Jen stories about places he had travelled to, cracking jokes about the kitschy things they found in the Vancouver shops. Okay, sharing the chocolate-raspberry cupcake at the coffeeshop could be construed as a date-like activity, but Misha hadn't seem to think anything of it. And it was a really big cupcake.

Walking home, it started to rain. "Weather in the Northwest," Jen said with a shrug. But as the rain starting falling harder, the two men quickly became soaked. They walked faster, but neither was familiar with that part of town and they ended up in some residential area, unsure of which way to go next. Seeing Misha fold his arms and hunch over, Jensen checked around to see if any overly-concerned neighbors were watching, and then grabbed Mish's arm and pulled him into a nearby unfenced yard. There was a tiny roofed area next to the garden shed, just across a patch of tigerlilies. Jen and Misha crowded into the small space, where they were relieved to be out of the rain and the wind.

"Let's wait until it lets up a little," Jen said, and Misha nodded, shivering in his soaked blue T-shirt. Without thinking, Jensen took off his denim jacket and put it over Misha's shoulders.

Misha looked startled by the action. Caught off guard, he tilted his head up at Jensen, his eyes momentarily revealing more than he intended.

Jensen noticed. He saw Misha's want, and he saw Misha's fear, too. Jensen looked down at Misha's face, hair plastered down across his forehead, drops of water still glistening on his face, on his eyelashes and cheeks and lips. And Jensen felt the urge to taste him, to grab onto his wet mess of hair, to make the fear of rejection leave Misha's eyes and replace it with something else.

Misha didn't resist. And as Jensen's tongue slid between Misha's lips, and he tasted the warm sweetness of Misha's mouth, Jensen thought, "Damn. I hate it when Jared's right."

[tresa_cho]

We like it when Jared's right. :D