(Untitled)

[m_pinocchio]

[continued from here]He stumbles out of the club mostly backwards, hands on Neil's hips and grinning at Tom over Neil's shoulder. He wants... he doesn't even know what he wants. His skin is warm and buzzing and what he really thinks he wants is to touch them both all over, to be touched

Comments

[little_moons]

"It is a really, really long way," I point out, really wishing we'd thought to bring the ATV out here, though I sorta doubt all three of us'd fit. The trek's gotta be almost five miles, and ultimately sleeping on the compound floor suddenly seems way more inviting.

But 'til then...

Blindly, I reach for Tom's hand, stepping back 'til my spine hits a nearby tree, somehow keeping my lips on Mike's the whole time.

[out_of_realm]

Laughing, Tom stepped up behind Neil and pressed his mouth to his neck, grinning over his shoulder at Mike.

"Aren't we all getting a little to old for this, now?" he murmured, eyes glancing over the surrounding jungle. He rubbed his hand down Neil's belly, tugging gently at his waist band.

[m_pinocchio]

"I'll be too old for this when I can't fucking get it up anymore," he mutters, hands on as much of both of them as he can reach and his mouth somehow kissing and laughing at the same time. "And then I can fucking watch."

He glances back at the club, still in view, and at the inviting darkness further back in the trees, tugging at them again. "C'mon. I want some goddamn privacy."

[little_moons]

"Yeah, like we're gonna get it out here," I laugh, but I follow anyway, my fingers still laced with Tom's and pulling him along.

Looking at Tom over my shoulder, grinning at him in the dark, I say, "You can always sit this one out, if it's too much for you."