Watching over Sands has become far more of a full-time caretaking job since the curse began. It hasn't been all that bad in comparison to other things the agent has gotten himself into, though. In fact, if he'd admit it, some of this has actually been enjoyable for El. The effects of the curse have dulled the sharp edges of Sheldon's personality
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His plan really was to just wander back to D_M when El leaves the room. Since he was clearly ordered not to Sands stays. For about three seconds. You see the man's first comment, "Try to entertain yourself for just a minute. I'm going to put something dry on" says to him, 'Do what you want. I'm going to get naked'.
So Sands follows the mariachi silently and stands around the corner until he hears the jingle of pants falling to the floor. With a small smile he comes up behind the man, pressing his face into the middle of his back and smelling the sea salt soaked skin. His arms wrap around El's waist and he makes a satisfied sound.
"Even better."
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The mariachi gasps and tenses as Sands presses against him. He can feel the smaller mans breath hot against his back through his sea-spray dampened shirt.
"When I said you could entertain yourself, I did not mean with me."
A small smile makes its way onto El's lips and the tight muscles of his abdomen flinch nervously under Sheldon's hands.
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He moves to the front lifting up El's shirt at the same time. Silly mariachi.
"I'm tired of hearing no. No no no. All day."
His bottom lip sticks out as if the entire day was spent in a work camp instead of El watching over the selkie as he plays in the water and gets fed by every member of D_M. He puts some wibble into it as he tilts his face up at El and lifts the man's shirt over his head.
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El laughs quietly and nerves give it an odd sound as he puts his arms out to allow Sands to pull his shirt free. It's not that he Mexican is inherently nervous about sex. This is far from the truth. He's very passionate, in fact. This almost shy nervous reaction is something that only happens with Sands. It's a mix of attempted restraint, apprehension, excitement and a self-imposed loneliness that tries so hard to hold its ground.
He lowers his arms again, resting one hand on Sheldon's shoulder.
"From what I can tell, you're getting your way a lot more often lately. It will probably spoil you."
This is impossible as Sands is already spoiled, but oh well. It's conversation and that should help stall things. El's tempted to just stop him, but it's been a very long time and he did confess his interest in the man. He can't run away forever. It's just foolish.
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