A camping trip

[gentleman_tiger]

John hadn't been making a large issue over the fact that he was heading out camping over the weekend; he hadn't hidden it like a secret. He hadn't done any of these things because he wasn't stupid, and he was extremely good at keeping secrets

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Part 2

[wizard_p_i]

Afterwards, Harry lay beside John, his arms around him, a joyful smile on his face.

"I suppose I should start the campfire," he said lazily, kissing John's ear. "We're going to have to cook dinner at some point."

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[gentleman_tiger]

"I still have to set up the tent," John murmured, running his fingers lightly over Harry's forearm where it curled across his body. "And we should fish, when it gets later. See if we can't augment our dried and canned goods with a little actual food."

Lofty goals, considering that all he wanted to do was lie in the shadows under the trees for at least another hour.

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[wizard_p_i]

Harry was quite willing to aid and abet him in that, too.

"Well, fortunately, I don't have to budge to make the campfire. I think I'm dry enough to create that right now."

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[gentleman_tiger]

John growled lightly and trapped Harry's arm against his chest. "I think that counts as rubbing it in, Harry. Or showing off, one of the two. We don't need a fire yet, and you can damn well make one the old fashioned way."

Not that it didn't give him a thrill of delight to see Harry work magic, but at some point a man had to draw the line.

"Camping is about being inconvenienced," John lectured him, leaning his head back and shutting his eyes.

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[wizard_p_i]

"I'm trying to combine business with pleasure," Harry protested. "I don't want to move. And I don't think I can put up a tent long-distance.

"Though I did make a few improvements on the air mattress with air magic. The spell's all prepped and ready to go. I wanted this to be the first air mattress to be actually comfortable."

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[gentleman_tiger]

"...again, ambitious. I think that will be a worldwide precedent," John said, a smile tugging at his lips. "Now I remember why I agreed to this relationship."

He shifted in Harry's arms, rolling onto his side and kissing his lover soundly. "Now I am going to put that tent up," he mentioned, untangling himself and throwing an arm out for his bag, in which he would have a dry pair of shorts to preserve a bit of modesty (and stave off a very embarrassing sunburn).

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[wizard_p_i]

"You agreed to it because you love me," Harry replied, sounding like a very pleased cat. "And because anything else would have been unthinkable. For both of us."

Thank God.

He stretched, then stood up and padded over to his pack, where he found a pair of red shorts. He considered a T-shirt, then decided against it.

Then he unpacked the air mattress and his fishing rod.

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[gentleman_tiger]

"That too," John said, the sentiment echoed in his own voice.

He looked over his shoulder at Harry as he spread the compact little tent and staked it taut; "I didn't realize you fished. Or will you just be learning?" He could instruct, a bit; the habit tended to go part and parcel with boating, even if he was hardly the enthusiast that some were. It was a simple activity, in the end.

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[wizard_p_i]

"I fish. Not often, and of course I don't eat anything that comes out of Lake Michigan or Lake Calumet, but yeah, I do fish. It's relaxing, you know?"

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[gentleman_tiger]

"Lake Calumet would probably kill you," John agreed, raising a brow of distaste. "I'd make a joke about being surprised that you had the patience, but that might open the floor for the yoga discussion again, and we have to get things done today."

Said with smugness.

"Even if we don't catch anything, I've packed enough edible food for both of us-- and yes, I was considering your astonishing metabolism when I supplied."

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[wizard_p_i]

"I packed a lot of food too," Harry admitted. "I was taking into account my metabolism and--well, the fact that I like you to have a lot of variety.

"After we get some requirements like tents and food taken care of, though...there's something I want you to do for me. And if you're slow and take lots of time, I won't mind in the least."

The wicked, lusty grin was back.

He bent low over John and whispered in his ear. "In other words, John, at some point this weekend I'd like you to fuck my brains out. After we get a few other things done, of course."

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[gentleman_tiger]

"If the punchline is 'paint my house' I can promise you that you're sleeping in the creek tonight," John said, leveling a mock glare at him.

The tent staked, he lifted the poles into place, popping it into shape easily. There was something to be said for modern technology.

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[wizard_p_i]

"Paint your house?" Harry said as he assembled his fishing rod. "Either that's a punchline to a joke I don't know, or it's slang that I don't recognize. Which is it?"

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[gentleman_tiger]

"The joke involves a man, a prostitute, and the phrase 'For two hundred dollars I'll do anything you can ask me for in three words,'" John said, merrily broadening Harry's repertoire of tasteless jokes.

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[wizard_p_i]

"Huh, never heard that," Harry said, grinning. "Of course, now I'm going to be thinking about all the different things that the guy could have asked for. Poor bastard."

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[gentleman_tiger]

"The joke is that he got a phenomenally good deal, to the prostitute's detriment," John said, raising a brow. "Do you know how much it costs to have a home painted?"