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asher_talos) wrote2012-03-30 08:59 pm
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[for Ray - Dated to 4/01]
Things had been quiet, and Asher wasn't sure yet if that was a good or a bad thing. In that moment, as he sat at the bar of the gazebo outside the hut, he couldn't say he actually cared one way or another. The farthest thing from his mind was Hannibal King and the trouble he'd brought along with him when he showed up.
Maybe he didn't often show it or even think about it all that much, but he knew he had it pretty good on the Island. It wasn't the sort of thought he'd openly express to Danica - lest she disown him completely for thinking something so disgustingly vile - but he knew. It wasn't perfect and it wasn't home, not really, but life on the Island wasn't what it used to be nearly five years ago.
He had Danica, pain in the ass that she was, and that alone made things more bearable than they had been when he first showed up. He had Del and the twins. And, now, he had Ray.
Things could have been a lot worse. Things have been a lot worse...
And its with that thought that he thinks maybe Danica should disown him, because even he was making himself a little nauseous.
Maybe he didn't often show it or even think about it all that much, but he knew he had it pretty good on the Island. It wasn't the sort of thought he'd openly express to Danica - lest she disown him completely for thinking something so disgustingly vile - but he knew. It wasn't perfect and it wasn't home, not really, but life on the Island wasn't what it used to be nearly five years ago.
He had Danica, pain in the ass that she was, and that alone made things more bearable than they had been when he first showed up. He had Del and the twins. And, now, he had Ray.
Things could have been a lot worse. Things have been a lot worse...
And its with that thought that he thinks maybe Danica should disown him, because even he was making himself a little nauseous.
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When Asher didn't know or like someone, he seemed like a wall, completely impervious, unable to ruffle his feathers. But as soon as they managed the impossible and did it once, Ray figured it became easier to achieve.
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He lowered his voice. "Other people are overrated," he murmured. Beat. "And I'm keeping the hot tub."
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He was a split-second too late to capitalise on Asher's near kiss and pulled back thoroughly unsatisfied. He kept his hand where it was for now. "Then you're getting me with it," he warned. "I'm in love with that bed. Me and the bed are one."
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"Any other requests?" he asked, walking backwards towards the hut with a look in his eye that said Asher should follow. And if he unbuttoned the very top of his shirt, it was only because it was so hot out there.
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"You know, the bed isn't quite how we remember it..." he commented, backs of his knees making contact with the foot of the significantly unmodern bed.
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"Same thing."
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"How 'bout I show you the grass isn't greener and we forget all about dividing the assets?" he suggested, finishing the rest of Asher's vest for him. "The bed is definitely big enough for two."
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"Well, shit, you've got nothing to lose and everything to gain in this arrangement," Asher said, as if it had finally all dawned, fingers working on the buttons of Ray's own shirt. "But, fine, show me," he murmured, pressing his lips against Ray's and nipping gently.
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"I do like your assets," he added, brazenly slipping a hand southwards and picking one out in particular. "I'm a fan," he breathed, before deepening the kiss and rubbing the heel of his palm a little harder.
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With Ray's shirt and undone, he pushed the suspenders off of his shoulders and pulled the shirt tails free of his pants. Asher slid his hands beneath the fabric, finally getting a feel of the warm skin beneath.
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Unable to pull away, he wrapped a hand around Asher's waist and gracelessly got to his knees on the bed, pulling Asher with him and keeping him close. Boots were left on as requested.
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Reaching a hand up to the back of Ray's neck, Asher shifted and laid down along the length of the bed, tugging Ray down on top of him.
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Pleased Asher had taken the initiative, Ray climbed up to straddle him, tugging the rest of Asher's shirt open roughly and pressing his chest back into the mattress. "Jesus, I have missed this," he muttered, pushing his tongue past Asher's teeth before he could reply.
It wasn't the sex he had missed. Somehow they'd found rare moments for that over the past weeks, even though it had always been quick and more like stress-relief for them both. It was this Ray had missed. Being with Asher in their own place, a private place, just for them.
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Mouth fully occupied, Asher's only response came in the form of a hum in agreement. The hand at the back of the other man's neck was still firmly in place, the other falling down to his waist.
With Ray hovering over him the way he was, it didn't seem like he was in any particular rush to handcuff himself to anything, but Asher wasn't prepared to complain.
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He pulled back the corner of his mouth in a smile, reaching up to drag Asher's hand from his neck so he was free to move. "Still thinking about other people?" he asked, purposefully placing Asher's hand above his head on the pillow and leaving him another kiss, before shifting down his body. Fingers scrabbled with the buckle of Asher's belt, Ray's gaze flicking between its owner and the task at hand.
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