August 9th, Ireland

[gredisfred]

Fred shifted slightly, kissing the warm skin under his cheek. He shifted slowly, disentangling himself by inches. He could tell from the light in the room that it was still very early. Fred tiptoed from the room, grabbing his jeans off the chair and snagging a T-shirt out of the open bag on the floor

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[gredisfred]

"We'll start with always and then renegotiate after that." Fred kissed Oliver's neck. "You do realize that with that other hand of yours still firmly on my arse I'm not terribly motivated to move."

[reservekeeper]

"All right," Oliver said, tilting his head to the side to give Fred more room. "You could wiggle around a bit." He squeezed Fred's arse and grinned. "I'd not be opposed to that. At all."

[gredisfred]

Fred wiggled accomodatingly, kissing his neck again. "I do want to go sailing though. At some point, though."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver hummed. "Don't worry. I can control myself. I just like feeling you against me." He smiled and sat back taking another bite of the apple thing, feeding a bite to Fred as well. "How about a quick shower? I promise not to let my cock run the show. Then we'll get out there on the ocean."

[gredisfred]

"I'm in favor of showering. Shall we split up again, or did you want to shower together?" Fred wiggled again. "More coffee please, oh feeding one."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver reached for the coffee. "The showering will be faster apart... but I'd really like to wash your hair. You get the best looks on your face when I do that." He smiled as Fred drank his coffee.

[gredisfred]

Fred took Oliver's hand and put it against his throat, then swallowed more coffee. "What kind of looks?" he asked.

[reservekeeper]

"Oh. Nice," he said, pulling the coffee away and kissing his warm mouth, made warmer by the hot coffee. His hand slid over the curves of his throat. "You're so bloody sexy. You always look like you're about to come when I wash your hair. I love it."

[gredisfred]

"Another hidden kink. You should tell me these things." Fred took another swallow of coffee. "You can wash my hair. You can wash anything you like."

[reservekeeper]

"I do tell you these things." He leaned in and pressed his lips between his thumb and his first finger, right over Fred's pulse point. "Sometimes, with you, I don't know before hand. But I let you know as soon as I find out." He slid his face alongside Fred's. "Good. You need a bit more food before we go shower. Man can not live by caffeine alone."

[gredisfred]

"Trying to make me fat? I'm not sure I'd be nearly as much fun in bed if I was round. Softer though." Fred swallowed again. The hand on his throat still felt strange, but it lit Oliver up. However, Fred opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out waiting for some random morsel.

[reservekeeper]

Oliver grinned and grabbed the bag, tearing a piece out of a scone and popping it into Fred's mouth. "You're soft now. Love your skin." He smiled and took a bite as well. "And you're so bloody active, I don't think you have anything to worry about. I'll make sure you work it off."

[gredisfred]

"Will you? How would you do that?" Fred grinned, kissed Oliver and moved to swing one leg up and over Oliver's head, giving him a rather obscene view in the process. "Let's shower before the day is gone."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver followed readily, pinching Fred's arse as he walked in front of him. He grabbed him around the waist and pressed soft kisses to the nape of his neck as they moved through the bathroom door. "Gorgeous. You drive me mad." He turned him and pressed him against he wall, kissing him fully on the lips as he reached to turn on the spray.

[gredisfred]

Fred made a startled sound as his back met cold wall followed by colder water. He ended up wrapping himself fully around Oliver, pulling him close like a blanket. "I see you're evil plan to get me as close as possible worked," Fred laughed, the sound ringing off the tiles.

[reservekeeper]

Oliver grinned at him and shivered as the water began to warm, rubbing their slick bodies together. "I've never been terribly good at evil plans. But as long as it's working..." He reached for the spigot and made as if to turn the water on cold again.