latino_menace | OOM: Fatherhood

"Yeah. Please, I want to be where you took me- the little cottage. I had a dream about it the other day."

He glances up at him.

"You were there. Now, I don't know about a full out house on the coast here, but certainly something. A summer place. It'll be nice. It could be very open."

'You did? A nice dream?'

There's one short, soft, kiss. He still misses Earth.

'Summer place would be nice. Beach house. We could see anyway, no rush I suppose.'

"We will. But it'll be open. Do you think we can do a hammock?"

It's a nice idea, at least.

"It was a nice dream. You were naked. I was getting there."

'Do you mean, do I think we can use a hammock? Or do I think we can have sex in one?'

He laughs.

'Irrelevant, because 'yes' to both questions.'

He moves then, to sit on the step behind him and pull him back to lean against him.

'If you weren't tired, I'd enact the dream for you. Only here and not in Portugal. But I realy think you need to sleep baby.'

"You're probably right. But sit with me a little longer?"

He reall wants him to stay close.

"A hammock it'll be then. I'll look forwards to warm summer nights in it with you."

An arm drops over each shoulder and legs close him in on either side while he rests his cheek on the top of Random's head. He's close, and not going anywhere.

'Can we sleep outside all night in it, if it's hot enough? Wrap round each other and just...I don't know.'

Right now, nothing sounds better than getting to tangle up in him and sleep. And he's really desperate for some properly hot weather, Australia whetted his appetite nicely.

'Sit here for as long as you like baby. It's nice.'

"We can. We will. We'll get Arithon to take Martin and take advantage of the time difference and just lie together and have long, slow sex in our hammock with out blanket in the open beach house."

This is getting more and more elaborate, and Random's leaning more and more against Ramon's shoulder, letting his eyes close.

Elaborate, yes, But delicious, all the same, And it's nice to dream, when things have been low.

'It'll be really slow. Really lomg, keep you going for hours. Amd I'll keep you warm too, all night. No need to worry about that.'

"Never said thank you properly for the night in Bucharest."

Because that's where his thoughts go when they talk about hours.

"You blew my mind. In ever sense of the word."

'Don't have to thank me for that sort of thing Random, I enjoy it too.'

It had been quite the night though, definitely.

'Should do that to you more often but I'm not sure either of us would survive.'

"I know I died. Loudly. Repeatedly, even."

He smiles, cutting himself off with a happy yawn.

"Have to do it to you is what we have to do."

He laughs and drops a kiss on his head, feeling a bit better.

'Well, I could cope with that I think. There would be worse ways to go. And it was definitely fun from my end, I can only imagine what it must have ben like for you.'

"I have to say, I don't know if you can."

He grins, happily and mischieviously.

"Most people aren't that idealistic. But I promise, when we get our beach house? I'll show you. Starting in the hammock, then on the floor, then we'll see if we can get down to the water for part of it, but I promise, you won't be able to walk after a while."

He snickers at that and ruffles his hair.

'Well, that just sounds painful. Unless you mean that I won't be able to walk because my legs will have gone weak, in which case, fine.'

It does sound good. He laughs again and adds,

'I think I feel sorry for people that can't collect houses like we do.'

"You're going to shake like a leaf" he informs him cheerfully "and probably have to sleep afterwards almost as suddenly as I do. Now please, take me upstairs? It'd be good to lie down for a little while."

Just to rest.

"We're collecting houses pretty quickly, it's true, but we put them all to good use, I think."

'It'll be that exhausting?'

It's a mock-surprised tone.

'I don't know, I think you've got the niche cornered on sleeping around here. I've never seen anyone pass out so soon after sex before.'

He grins and stands, then reaches down a hand to help Random up.

'I like it though, makes me feel like I'm wearing you out.'

"You absolutely are. Though in Bucharest I think I may have been passed out in earnest. I've always been pretty quick to crash, but around you I'm worse."

He lets Ramon help him, sliding an arm around his waist as soon as he stands.

"I obviously need to eat more. And not worry about getting out of shape. Like, ever."

Ramon turns in to him, runs a finger down one cheek, then kisses him.

'Baby. No. I'll never stop wanting you that much so you can always guarentee healthy amounts of exercise. Although I'm not sure that sex qualifies as exercise in the conventional way - it's not an Olympic sport, if you see what I mean - but it's my favourite kind anyway.'

It suddenly occurs to him that he'll be able to brainwash Martin into liking football. Hmmm. Interesting.

"Well, in the summer I'll swim too."

He gestures vaguely as they climb the stairs.

"Then when people ask me what my secret is I'll have a good answer for them. I'm sure you get more exercise than I do, though. Not that that bothers me."

He defends himself immediately by saying, 'I need it more than you do. And anyway, I don't mind doing the work in bed.'

Control freak, see?

"Don't get me wrong, baby, I love it."

He sighs, happily, leaning against him.

"Still am a lazy lay, after all. And there's nothing better then you when you're... not having this conversation when I'm too tired for active sex."

'Mmmmm.'

He'd say more, but he's kissing him. Not in a necessarily sexual way, just because he can, and he likes it.

Eventually though, 'Nothing better than when I'm what? You have to tell me so I can do it more often.'

"Pounding me through the mattress."

He flops back onto the bed, then pulls Ramon down with him, just to hold him close.

"Fucking me hard enough to leave me dizzy."

He grins and props himself next to him. 'And there I thought you liked it when I was soft with you.'

Which is bullshit. Random reacts quite spectacularly when he takes control and has his way with him, and Ramon knows it.

"Well, I like that too" he admits happily, letting an arm slip around him, just lying across him comfortably.

"But then again, anything with the two of us naked is well worth the effort. You making love to me will always be my favourite."

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