[OTA and/or TAG PETER] Celebration of sorts

[chasemd]

Chase realised sometime over the course of the morning that he had actually passed his island anniversary. He had been here a little over three years now, and it was surreal to admit. Most of the time, it didn't feel that long, but every now and again, some days just felt like he had been there forever. So much had changed in the last year alone.

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[imgrounded]

Peter wandered into the resort bar a little before 7pm. He'd been hoping to beat Chase, but as he spotted the blond doctor already seated at the bar, he couldn't help but smile. He was dressed in a navy blue military style shirt, and black slacks, his attempt at a slightly formal look. The pants fitted in all the right places, and Peter's smile became a smirk as he started to check out his boyfriend

[chasemd]

Chase had let himself lapse into a daydream about nothing in particular as he indulged in his drink. It was nice to turn the brain off now and again, and Chase had never had particular trouble achieving a brain shut down in the past. In fact, he had been accused often of having an attention span the size of a pea. Not that there was anything wrong with that.

He smiled and turned his head to look at up Peter, giving him a brief kiss. "Hey right back at you," he said with a smirk. "How are you feeling?" The question was often and perhaps maybe overkill on Chase's part of late, but Peter seemed to understand. After Peter had been seriously ill during the epidemic, it was just over-caution on Chase's part to check Peter was okay. Relapse wasn't totally off the cards, yet. Especially after the body had been so taxed. But he was more expectant of someone like Draco to relapse, who had less body fat than an ant. So far, no one had represented, though, and Chase was still proud of the team for what they achieved.

[imgrounded]

Peter wet his lips, tilting his head as he gave Chase a knowing smile. He really did understand the constant questioning, he did the same to patients he saw in the resort, or out on the street. It was hard to let go of their care even when they'd been discharged. "I could make a comment involving your hand, and my pants, but I won't. I'll behave. I'm feeling pretty good. Pretty much back to normal."

He moved to take the stool beside Chase, his hand now resting on his thigh. "How does it feel having a night off? Do I need to be prepared in case you fall off your stool in shock?"

[chasemd]

Chase laughed. "Oh come on, the night's young. We can still get to that hand and pants thing, repeatedly," he teased back and took a small sip of his drink. "I know, I'm getting annoying. I ran into Rob earlier and he offered to turn his head and cough because he said I looked like I wanted to feel his forehead. The whole tropical setting, I'm overly aware now. God knows what new arrivals might be bringing in with them."

He smirked and rubbe dhis hand against Peter's. "CPR at the ready. I'm going to need a lot of it tonight. The plus side of it all is I don't even feel tired. Just relieved to be away from the Med Centre."

[imgrounded]

Peter grinned as he chuckled. "Promise? I've, ah... been thinking about you. A lot." He shook his head as the chuckle became deeper. "Can't blame him. I know it's just part of the job. I'm exactly the same. It's hard to just switch off when you look after someone day in day out for a while. Sometimes they feel like friends, or family. Think they'd really be carrying much? Maybe it's time for mandatory check-ups for arrivals?"

Peter leaned across, capturing Chase's mouth in a deep kiss. "Mouth-to-mouth is my specialty. I think I'll manage. Yeah? That's great. Means I get to benefit. Not that I ever mind when you're tired. It's nice just lying in bed together."

[chasemd]

"Hell yeah, love. I promise," Chase said with a mischievous grin. "What all have you been thinking 'a lot' about?" he added curiously, wrapping an arm around Peter's waist to let his fingers brush over his hip.

He pulled him back into another kissed and then smiled against his lips as it eased off. "Mouth-to-mouth is your specialty, huh? As your boss, I order you to not do that to anyone else for an indefinite period of time. I want to do more than lie in bed with you tonight. I was thinking about that, actually, in general..."

[imgrounded]

Peter closed his eyes briefly, a hum of satisfaction escaping. The touch was small, but it still affected him. "Well, I, ah... a lot of 'a lot'. Mostly you, and me. Sometimes naked, sometimes not."

"Giving me orders out of work? Sure that's allowed? Don't want me giving mouth-to-mouth to anyone else... does this mean we're defintiely serious? The more than lying in bed, or something else?" Peter laughed a little. "And I'll try and stop with the questions at some point. Just I'm still thinking about hands in pants. My attention is a little off."

[chasemd]

"I was wondering for a minute if this was Twenty Questions," Chase laughed, relaxing even more now he had desired company. He gave Peter a small squeeze and cleared his throat. "I was wondering if we should get a room together, to be honest. Not to drag things back to work, but humour me for a minute. When you and Rob were sharing a hospital room, I could see us in Rob and Fox's relationship. Which sounds extremely kinky. I don't mean that in a foursome type way, even if it would be hot. Just that I could see us in how they were progressing. They weren't on the same page as us, but they got a place together and Rob says it's the best thing he did. It just got me thinking. Then I couldn't stop thinking about it. Maybe this place is just meant for 'fuck it' moments. Carpe Diem. I'm surprised that's not what the island is called, considering it's all for freedom and shit

[imgrounded]

Peter was smiling crookedly, and ducked his head briefly as he indulged in a moment of embarrassment. He hadn't been able to help the questions, but his mind really had been elsewhere. He lifted his head, leaning in to press a kiss to Chase's jaw as he rubbed his hand against his thigh. "I know what you mean. It's funny you should mention a foursome. I might have been giving some thought to group sex in amongst the 'a lot'." He cleared his throat, and shifted on the stool a little as he adjusted himself with his free hand. "It's funny, what they have is something I've always wanted, but I guess I wasn't all that jealous, not when I had what it is I have with you. You got no idea how relieved I was having you there at the hospital. Even if some of it was because of work. Been a while since I did seize the day, but I say fuck it. Why not? I could just move into your room. Most of my things seem to have migrated there anyway."

"Just so long as there's no serious rash, I won't call you on it," Peter snickered.

[chasemd]

Chase sighed and pressed his lips together. "Fucking shame Rob is so straight. That could have been hot. I must be destined for group sex in this place. It was mentioned in passing that I get it on with Remy and Rogue, too. Like, if you can't beat them, join them. Only thing is, the guy probably would have taken me out with a turbo-charged condom or something," he said with a snort.

The barman was busy with another customer, so Chase nudged his beer across the bar so Peter could share. "That could work. It would probably be a little scary trying to shift me after three years in that room, anyway. At least it's a suite. Have you ever lived with anyone before?" he asked.

[imgrounded]

Peter nodded. "Sorry. I wasn't actually trying to force it on you, just... not like I've had many group encounters. I saw the back room of Aquatic Chaos. Guess it might have got me thinking. Besides reaffirming the fact that guys did it for me just as much as women. Still wish I had my ability just so I could get him back. He ever hurts you, and I'm going after him," Peter said, his voice laced with a growl.

He smiled in thanks, picking up the beer to take a sip. "Three years? Fuck, man. I still don't really know how you did it. Having said that... I'm not exactly in a hurry to leave anymore. Besides my 'loving' family? Not really."

[chasemd]

Chase shook his head. "Don't apologise. I think it's hot you want to try it. Group fucking can be fun with the right people. Definitely hot. I'd probably have an internal struggle whether I wanted to share you, though," he said with a laugh and then smirked. "I wouldn't worry too much. Rumour has it, Rogue and Remy recently finally got their finger out with each other. It could just be the island grapevine, but my sources are usually pretty reliable."

"It feels like a long time when I think about it, but at the same time, it's just become my norm. I don't think I want to go back anymore. I have more here than I ever did back home." His arm was still slung loose around Peter's waist and he rested his chin on his shoulder, watching the beer in his hand. "But you do miss them, right? Some of them?"

[imgrounded]

Peter's eyes shone, a similar doubt about sharing Chase coming into his mind despite what he'd done with Brian weeks earlier. "Maybe we could just go to the club and use the back room anyway. No sharing, but being surrounded by all that sex... it's definitely doing things to me just thinking about it." Peter's eyebrows went up. "Yeah? Congratulations to them. And since when do you have sources? I don't remember you joining the island's gossip bureau."

"I can understand that, but then after long enough anything can become a norm. Worse places to be stuck, though." Peter nodded a little. "Nathan. I still don't feel right about things between us. Part of me wants a chance to fix it. Occasionally I miss my mother even if she's insane. I didn't realise my first power was actually hers, not Nathan's."

[chasemd]

Chase tilted his head, intrigued. "Now there is an idea. I haven't actually been there myself, even if Brian is a hospital outpatient. He doesn't talk about business at appointments except how much he wants to change the name of the club. We could always go there tonight..." he suggested, quirking his eyebrow cheekily. "Hey, I'm the silent assassin of the gossip bureau. You know what our staff are like. Plus, half the island know what happened between me and Rogue, and what it did to Rogue and Remy. Someone couldn't wait to declare to me they got hitched. I'm hoping it gets me off his back, or it could make him even more wary."

He nodded. "You mentioned a few times things being strained between you before you got here. And I get that. As screwed as it seems, I still miss my Dad. He was my Dad, she's your Mum. Your Mum and Nathan had the same power?"

[imgrounded]

Peter grinned, his gaze dipping to Chase's mouth before he leaned in for a kiss, tugging on Chase's bottom lip roughly when he pulled back. "I think you'll really like it. Perfect for sexual deviants. He doesn't talk much about anything unless he wants to. I like the way you think, Dr Chase. Pretty much read my mind." Peter frowned a little before shaking his head. "I'm not even going to pretend to get it. I mean, I do, just... yeah. If them getting married doesn't work, I'm sure you and me moving in together will."

"No. I didn't actually know Mom had a power until recently. Just figured she was... eccentric. Turns out she has these dreams, ones that give her a glimpse at the future. The dreams that I used to have of flying must have come from her."

[chasemd]

Chase licked his lips in the wake of the kiss, smiling. "He doesn't need to talk about much. He just oozes the sex. He had you putty in his hands. Which makes me hot thinking about. I can picture you two together. Still, I need to mark my territory, don't I?" He gave a small shrug. "Remy's not a bad guy, that's the thing. He's just... I guess that's what happens when get that far into a relationship. Love just takes over everything. I should never have slept with her. Even if he wasn't here, she was still his."

"So, you just imitate other people's powers? But you can't anymore. Do you regret not having them? I mean, it can't be easy going from that to just being and ordinary bloke like... well, me," he said, laughing.