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[latino_menace]

Ramon eyes the bike with a gleam in his eye, just because he wants to drive it. He does idly wonder why it's here though.

'Random, I thought you liked the plane. Trying to run away from it so soon?'

He's only teasing though, and lets himself get pulled to it easily enough. 'Where are we going? And more importantly, can I drive?'

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[latino_menace]

'Weird for me too you know.' It's murmured into his neck as he holds him, but he pulls back to kiss him once more. 'I look back and it was fun and I was powerful - but you weren't there, and any time when you're not around is just too fucking weird for me to deal with.'

He grins and slides off the stool. 'What were you looking for back there? I could use a drink, want me to knock you one up?'

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"Sure." He laughs, wrapping arms around his shoulders, not letting him go, despite his words. He's completely resisting the urge to pull him into a dance, because he's in an oddly whimsical mood. "Trying to make a 'Diablo' but I couldn't find the lime."

"What did you drink here? Besides straight tequila, I mean?"

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Ramon doesn't mind being kept hold of, he just laughs and slides his arms round his waist. Then kisses him and starts to walk him backwards so they can get behind the bar. 'Everything. There's not much I won't drink, but I quite like imported beer. Champagne. Expensive wine - if it's under five hundred bucks a bottle, I won't touch it.'

His eyes suddenly light up. 'I wonder if Hector restocked the wine cellar. I'll have to check.' Random is kissed again. 'Lime is up there on the end, behind the scotch. Or that's where it used to be anyway. Don't make mine too strong though please.'

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"Wow." That's something he hasn't heard before. Once Ramon's walked him back behind the bar, he reaches for it, procurring two glaces and a bottle of tequila (there are more than a few, but he just grabbed the one with the prettiest label. Yay, shiny gold edging.) "Never thought I'd hear that. I put a picnic hamper on the back of the bike. Got us some food for supper, we should start thinking about that. Where do you want to eat?"

He offers Ramon his drink, sipping his own.

"And I lived off cheap German Wine when I was on Earth. Standard actor's fare."

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He rolls his eyes. 'I've been hardly drinking at all for the last month, you mean you didn't even notice?' He pulls a hurt face, but he's just kidding. He takes the drink instead and sips it.

'I'll show you the kitchen and the dining room in a minute. We can eat wherever you want - go outside if you like, depending on what you brought.'

December is one of the dry months in Columbia. So while it's not exactly hot, it's certainly comfortably warm, even this high up.

'Don't know how you stand it. Germany do some good wine but cheap stuff is just disgusting.' And you'll never have to touch it again, I promise you.

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"By the second mouthful the acidity has burned out all your tastebuds. It's great. It paves the way for what you're actually going ot have to eat."

He's joking. Mostly.

"But thank God for the bar. And I've not got anything messy. Samwiches, vegetables, fruit, a thermos of good soup and some nice bread. Chocolate for dessert, of course."

His arm snakes back around Ramon's waist.

"Which, you do realize, we will be sharing in your bed tonight?"

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He looks at him and a grin starts to spread across his face, slowly, as the full implications of that hit him. And then his head drops to Random's shoulder and he breathes out a happy sigh.

'My bed. You, in my bed.'

Arms circle his shoulders and hold him tight. 'Spectacular. I never even thought about it...but yes.'

The idea both turns him on and fills him with extreme happiness. And he's not quite sure how it'll go with them tonight, because he feels different when he's here - but he knows it'll be good.

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"I know."

He lets Ramon hold him, a wide smile on his face, because it's going to be special, and that's what he wanted. And he's going to touch every inch of Ramon's skin, and hold him all night.

"Me. Here, in your bed. With you. Kiss me?"

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He does. Oh God he does. As deep and passionate as he can make it, while still having it more about thank you than sex. Sex will be later.

'Never thought you'd be here. Thought I'd be dead before I ever got the chance to show you.' He smiles but doesn't let him go. 'If I manage to change things, we'll have to come back. You can meet Hector. If you want to, I mean.'

He's just talking. Dreaming really. He'd like for Random to see him when there are people around, people who actually listen to him, the way ones in the bar don't.

Fear him, is what he means. But at the same time, he doesn't think Random will like it, particularly. And right now? It doesn't matter. They're here, together, going to spend all night in his bed, in his house, in his home...it's the best present he's ever been given.

'I love you. So much.' Random is kissed again, just as before.

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He just holds onto him, laughing softly and pressing his lips to his temply.

"I know. I saw, remember?"

He had. A swarm of red over a pock marked soul, beautiful to see, so he runs his hand down Ramon's chest, which is a gesture that'll always mean something else to him.

"And I you. Glad I thought of this. So glad. And I'm sure I'll meet your brother some day. You can bring me in later, some day. Dunno. But for now this space is ours. Want to go eat with me?"

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He knows. He just...likes saying it. It still has novelty value for him and anyway, it doesn't hurt to remind the man. 'I know. You're just...'

He can't think of a word, so shrugs and kisses him. And then chuckles because for a second there, he;d thought he said 'Want to go eat me?' so he's forced to roll his eyes at himself for having a one track mind. But of course he does, so he takes his drink in one hand and Random's in the other and leads him back through to the hallway.

'Want to go get the things off the bike first? Then I can show you the kitchen.'

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"Oh, lover." He lets himself be guided, out the door, and to the bike, opening the saddlebags and pulling out a decent sized canvas wrapped parcel, that really shouldn't have fit in there, but actually seemed to. Hmmm.

"Eat out here? Or we could ride out to somewhere? Or in your dining room, kitchen... you tell me. It's your holiday."

[latino_menace]

The word 'holiday' makes him wince a bit, because that's what this is but it shouldn't be, because he's home. But not. He sighs, and refuses to think about it like that though, because he can at least make the most of this. And anyway, there's a whole heap of things to show Random.

'Lets ride out. Won't get dark for another couple of hours and there's a place with a hell of a view I know.' It suddenly seems like a brilliant idea and he's grinning again, pulling the keys from his pocket and leaping into the drivers seat.

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Still holding the bundle, Random climbs on behind him, wrapping one arm tight around and holding the food on his lap rather than putting it away.

"Go slow, huh? My balance is off, and I want to see anyways."

What's the point of travelling and not enjoying the view?

[latino_menace]

He pretends to look mortified because - a motorbike? Go slow? Madness!

But he wants to look around again too, so doesn't mind the request. He heads out back down the driveway - the one that they hadn't driven up because they hadn't needed to - and stops after about a third of a mile at a gate. He gets off and opens it and then says to Random when he gets back on, 'Hold on tight baby, have to go across a few fields here. Shouldn't be any animals though.'

And then they're off again, across vast tracts of land that are obviously for large numbers of beasts. He crosses three that are hedged in...'For horses,' is the explanation thrown over his shoulder. And then there's just...land. Flat but rising in the distance to further up the mountain and very very big. There's trees though too, off to the west and thats where he heads now. It takes about twenty minutes to go far enough to get under their cover, then more driving for ten minutes or so. Eventually he slows and the bike is switched off.

'Need to walk a little way. It's not far.' He grins, and holds out his hand to take Random's, leading him through a narrow and somewhat overgrown path.

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He watches the trip and reminds himself to get the camera out for the return trip, because it's gorgeous and if they ever get another chance? Soooooo coming here again. He's fast falling in love with it.

"This is all amazing. Where does the path lead?"

As though he's not going to find out, being led down the path while he laughs.

"Got a lot of horses? I mean, when there are people? This place... wow, babe. Wow."

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'You'll see,' is the easy reply and then he nods. 'Si. We breed them, usually have about two hundred or so at this house at any given time. We need them for the cattle, which are generally let loose, depending on the time of year and all that - I don't know, I'm no expert. We have people that take care of all that kind of thing. The ranches are all just covers, you know? I mean, they're legitimate and real working places - but set up as covers. They have to be this big because of the amounts of money that I clean through them - and that's without all the dummy corporations that have to be set up etcetera, ad nauseum...'

It's too great a day to be talking seriously about work. He just leads Random on, enjoying the smell of the woods.

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He's not really listening to the business stuff anyways, just jogging a bit to catch up with Ramon, wrapping his free arm around him because it's too perfect a day not to be close, and though the path is narrow they'll manage.

"How long? I'm fairly certain I have a rock in my shoe. Annoying thing."

He doesn't, really. He just wants an excuse to take his shoes off when he gets there... wherever they're going. Boots are something he's not fond of, and now that he's finally away from all the snow he intends to take advantage of it.

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'Awww amarente, want me to carry you?' He laughs and slings his arm round his shoulders. 'Two minutes. We make a right...here...' he steers them off onto an even narrower path and after fifty yards or so, stops.

There's a sharp drop of about ten feet in front of them but it slopes at one side and has had makeshift footholds cut into the side of it, so it's easy enough to get up and down. There are trees on either side and overhead, and the place feels closed in...at the bottom of the drop there's a wide and deep ledge, a space about ten by ten, covered with short grass. Ramon grins again and says, 'I'll go down first, then throw me the food and follow OK? But...come down backwards. Don't want you to see the view before you get the full benefit of it.'

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"Sure thing."

Grumble grumble 'mountains' grumble grumble 'fucking everest I'm HUNGRY' grumble.

Random stands easily at the edge, tossing the food down once Ramon's reached the bottom, and clambering down himself. Gracefully enough, despite the 'rock.' And the fact that he's, well, backwards.

"What am I not looking at?"

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Ramon just laughs. 'It's ten feet Random, stop being a drama queen.' Although he secretly loves it when he's like this, because it's funny and he gets to kiss him to cheer him up.

He catches the package and puts it to one side, then waits for Random at the bottom. The view can't be seen from the top of the climb, because of overhang from the trees - but it can from the bottom. So as soon as he's down he catches him from behind, wrapping his arms round his waist and whispering, 'Close your eyes,' in his ear.

Then he walks him to the edge...because yes, there's an edge. They're literally standing on the edge of a mountain, a cliff falls away below them, fifty feet before the top of more immense trees conceals how high up they really are. And in front of them...

...it's vast. Bogota lies below, but none of the dirt and crowds can be seen, of course. It's a medium sized toy town, and it's silent from up here. The city lies in an immense flat valley and all around it the space is green, before more mountains rear up and...the effect is rather like standing on the edge of oblivion. Because up is the only way out and in front there is only vast, vast space. But it's beautiful.

And they're facing west and the sun is starting to go down and pretty soon? This spectacular view will be better described as heavenly.

Ramon stares for a few seconds, having forgotten the full effect himself. Then, still behind Random and still with his arms wrapped round him, he says 'Don't move forward. But open your eyes.'

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"Oka---argh!"

There's a moment of Holy Fuck I'm going to fucking die and then he absorbs arms around him, and laughs, nervously, clinging to his forearm hard enough that his fingers are going white.

"Jeeeeeeeesus Fucking Christ, babe."

His heartrate begins to settle, and he sighs, and leans back against him, staring out over the view because it's gorgeous. No, he doesn't move forwards, but he wants to bring his plane here.

"Baby this is... Holy Fuck. Wow. God, I..."

He swallows, squinting against the sun and turning to press his face into Ramon's shoulder.

"I'm falling in love with it."

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Ramon grins and can't stop, because he loves it here and wanted Random to at least like it too. He wraps his arms round him tight and lifts his head gently, pressing their lips together softly.

'I'm glad.'

And then he just holds him for a while, feeling him calm and eyes staring out over the landscape.

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He turns to watch too, then slowly tries to walk them away from the edge, settling slowly to the ground, still staring out over the cliff. Because it's really amazing.

"Sit with me, love? We'll eat and watch the sun set. Think you can drive in the dark?"

[latino_menace]

'Of course baby.' He's talking about the sitting and eating, because the driving comment deserves a laugh of it's own. Which it duly gets. 'Bikes do come with lights on them, you know?'

He lies down on his front, chin resting on folded forearms. 'Of all the places I own, this ones my favourite.'