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[legendarymadman]

Geoffrey sleeps like the dead. it's not that he and Duck don't normally have an active and healthy sex life, but honeymoon sex really is something else. He'd never believed that when people told him, but it's all true

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[willbewonderful]

"Morning," Duck echoes sleepily. He'd been worried when they first set out - napping in a hammock was one thing, sleeping the night in it is quite another.

But he feels good, especially for a man of forty three. Hell, he feels downright refreshed. "S'like you fucked twenty years right out of me," he slurs, still drifting.

[legendarymadman]

"I know the feeling," says Geoffrey, getting one arm free and stretching it out high above his head.

Nothing cracks.

"Shit, we oughta get out like this more often," he says, blinking his eyes open to give Duck a grin.

[willbewonderful]

"Can't believe how comfortable this thing is," Duck agrees, turning his head and trying to blow some of Geoffrey's hair out of his eyes. It takes a moment for him to realize the wayward strands are blond. "Jesus. You've been in the sun too much."

[legendarymadman]

"No more than you have," says Geoffrey, stretching some more. "Man, I feel fantastic."

He's brushing Duck's hair out of the way before he realises he's brushing Duck's hair out of the way.

"Whoa."

[willbewonderful]

"What whoa?" Duck shifts to face him...

...and promptly falls out of the hammock. His limbs seem longer, somehow, though they can't be. Longer and weaker, and sort of...floppy. Also, possibly broken, Duck thinks as he picks himself off the ground, only to wish he'd stayed there, because when he sees Geoffrey his knees go weak all over again. "What the fuck?"

[legendarymadman]

Geoffrey's just staring back, a slow smile spreading across his face. Because he remembers, he remembers arriving on the island in the midst of a rash of children, just over one year ago.

"Holy shit," he says, and just starts laughing, falling back safely in the hammock.

[willbewonderful]

"What holy shit?" Duck demands, coming to stand over him with his hands planted on his hips, though he soon stops that when he sees how far his elbows stick out. Christ, had they always..."I look like you!" he shouts. "What the fuck's going on?"

[legendarymadman]

"Come here," says Geoffrey, urging him closer. "C'mere." He thinks he should be a little more freaked out, but he just feels good. Light. A little bit carefree. "It's okay. This has happened before."

[willbewonderful]

"Well, not to me." It takes Duck a moment to realise he recognises the whine in his voice, even if he hasn't heard it since his grandma told him he couldn't go to the new Wilby movie theatre unless he got off his lazy butt and went to college. He huffs out a breath and takes Geoffrey's hand, glad to find it at least feels solid, if a little too small.

[legendarymadman]

"No, it was right before you got here," says Geoffrey, pulling him back into the hammock with him, sweeping him right off his feet. "It was when I got here. Thank god we're up here alone, Duck, the island's bound to be overrun with kids right now."

[willbewonderful]

"Could be worse," says Duck into Geoffrey's neck. "Could be two years old on our honeymoon." Knowing the island, they'd be carried away by monkeys and no one would ever know. "Least we've hit fucking puberty."

[legendarymadman]

"Could be a lot worse," agrees Geoffrey, running his hands over Duck's body impulsively. "In fact, if we wanted to, we could see this as a kind of a wedding present. I know I plan to enjoy it while it lasts."

[willbewonderful]

"Won't be weird?" Duck runs a hand likewise over Geoffrey's chest, wondering at the feel of it. "You feel different." Geoffrey's hands on him feel good, good in a whole new way.

[legendarymadman]

"Might be," says Geoffrey, not being shy at all about exploring Duck's skin. It is different, smoother, maybe a little less firm. "I'm certainly willing to find out. How about you? You want to give it a go?"

[willbewonderful]

"I, uh..." Duck's attention span seems to have shrunk along with the rest of him, but that could just be the things Geoffrey's doing with his hands. "We could, uh, yeah...let's do that."

He puts his hands more tentatively on Geoffrey, remembering with some despair how awkward he'd been he was young. God, he hopes Geoffrey will think he's sexy anyway.

[legendarymadman]

"You think we can do it in the hammock?" says Geoffrey. "Without falling out?" He gives Duck a wicked grin and a squeeze, feeling a bit wound up already. "Wanna try?"