Beast gave a shuddery sigh, so completely engrossed in watching Laurent in the sharp glow of the flashlight he barely noticed that fat droplets of water were trailing down the shaved sides of his head and under his collar. The dampness made Laurent’s own face shine as if it were covered in morning dew, brown hair not yet flat from the downpour, eyes shining at Beast as if he were the last man left in the world. Or at least the only one that mattered.
Beast would protect Laurent at all cost.
“Just you and me,” he repeated, overwhelmed by the realization just how much of a pain he’d been throughout the day to this beautiful creature who only tried to get through to him.
Laurent pulled on the collar of Beast’s T-shirt to pull him down into a kiss, and it was as if he were pulling on Beast’s heart instead, with a thread attached to Laurent’s little finger.
“I’m soaking through,” Laurent said with a smile once their lips finally parted, the kiss tasting of bubblegum and rain.
Beast grinned and pulled Laurent close, unwilling to let go despite the embrace making their walk back to the tent more awkward. “I know just the way to make you warm,” he whispered against Laurent’s hair, walking him to the campsite, only to be greeted by a yellowish glow in Hound’s eyes when the light fell on him. The dog didn’t seem to mind the rain much, but when he saw his humans, he gently rose to all fours and stretched before making a circle around them, as if needing to make sure the whole pack was back together.
Laurent petted Hound’s head, but then rushed for the tent. “Our wood’s getting soaked, but I guess we wouldn’t be making a fire anyway.”
Beast knew that with Laurent in it, this would be the coziest tent he’d ever stayed in.
“Oh, we will definitely be making a fire,” Beast said, grinning uncontrollably. There was a place for Hound in the annex of the tent, so he ordered the dog to stay and crawled into the dome-shaped room where they previously made their beds. The rain tapped on the roof, but in here they were safe from the cold, and once Beast closed the zippered opening, the flashlight guided him right back to Laurent, who was putting his glasses back in their case.
They kissed.
The constant tapping of raindrops against the tent was like background music to their heated touch. Laurent’s lips were so soft and pliant when it came to kisses, always reminding Beast of how eagerly Laurent took cock into that warm mouth.
The way Laurent had spoken of ‘lovemaking’, and ‘no tests’ had Beast almost sure that it was an invitation for the kind of fuck that Laurent had denied Beast in the past. This would have been clearer if Laurent weren’t such a prude when it came to swearing. Funnily enough, Laurent was definitely not coy when it came to sex within the boundaries they’d established.
Beast hoped to expand those boundaries tonight.
Laurent pulled on Beast’s clothes, kissing him more intensely and wrapping his legs around Beast’s thighs.
The heat of his body was still distant under the clothes, but Beast wanted to amend that as soon as possible. Peeling the wet layers off Laurent was not even a chore. Each inch of bare flesh was a welcome sight in the shaky beam from the flashlight, and Beast rubbed his face against the damp skin, wondering how incredible it was to sense the burning heat beneath a layer of cool rainwater. He enclosed Laurent’s nipple in his mouth, rapidly pulling Laurent’s hips closer to his own when the boy groaned at the sensation.
“I love being all alone with you like this,” Laurent whispered, as if afraid to disturb the quiet night outside. His fingers trailed Beast’s back until they reached the hem of Beast’s T-shirt. Laurent pulled on it to get it over Beast’s head.
Beast rubbed his palms up and down Laurent’s slender arms, eventually clasping their hands together as the initially soft kiss turned more urgent. “I wish you never leave my side.”
“Pretty easy when you know I have nowhere to go, and that you are my whole world.” Laurent teased Beast with a lick to his cheek, rocking his hips under Beast.
Beast brushed their noses together and lowered himself to rub their bodies where they were still covered by denim. He groaned when his own stiffening cock pressed against Laurent’s. It was a simple pleasure, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world. “What if you could go anywhere you wanted?” he asked, unable to keep the question in despite knowing how needy it was. His longing for Laurent’s approval was growing with each day they spent together, and it wasn’t just because of Laurent’s beauty, or because he was the only one to look at Beast as if he were any other man. Laurent could truly see the man Beast was on the inside.