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out where they were
without putting Dom in danger.
A short tour of the
cabin revealed a storage room with plenty of dry wood for the fireplace, a
bathroom, though neither of them was certain whether it was usable, and a
bedroom with a double bed. What else could they possibly want? Within half an
hour, Seth prepared pasta with tuna and canned vegetables, all from the
supplies stocked in the cupboards over the gas stove. Meanwhile, Domenico got
the fire going. They carried the bed into the living room, and Dom crawled
underneath the covers, still in the woolen coat. He watched Seth from there,
looking like a big white burrito.
Seth brought the
steaming bowls of food to the bed and sat down next to Dom, beyond happy to see
him finally tucked in and resting. Only now that they had proper light could he
see how tired his boyfriend was. Knowing Dom, it could also be the lack of
imminent danger that allowed him to rest against the pillows with his eyes
closed. For a moment it looked as though he had fallen asleep within five
minutes of getting into bed, but his eyes shot open the moment Seth approached.
“I hope you’re hungry,”
Seth said with a smile and passed him the bowl. “It’ll warm you up as well.”
A smile Seth so craved
loomed on those perfect lips, and Domenico pulled himself up to eat
comfortably. “Like an alligator.”
They ate and shared a
few more silly jokes before it was time to sleep, and Seth had no idea how to lie
in bed next to Dom without being hugged by him. And in Dom’s state at the
moment, he was sure sleeping together would feel awkward as hell. He pushed off
his shoes, unsure how to approach the situation.
Domenico buried himself
under the two thick comforters they had found, facing Seth as if this was some
kind of sleepover. With the fire buzzing in the background, it seemed oddly
romantic, or maybe it was just Seth’s imagination.
“Hope no one comes over
in the early morning,” whispered Dom.
“Maybe I should just
stay up and keep watch…” Seth looked at the windows.
“Nah. I have the gun
under the pillow,” murmured Dom, his words turning into a yawn.
“I don’t know if that
makes me feel safe or scared.” Seth shook his head and took off his jacket. As
cold as the night was, the garment wouldn’t be comfortable in the same way
Dom’s coat was.
“I don’t know either.
Maybe I turn all psycho at night,” Domenico muttered.
Seth frowned and shook
his head. “So not funny.” He took a deep breath, sliding under the covers of a
bed that seemed all too small for both of them.
“No?”
“No. I know I should be
telling you you’re a nice guy, but truth is you can be a bit psycho.”
Seth tried to find a way to be under the comforter, not have his ass in the
cold air, and not touch Dom inappropriately. But of course, Dom being
Dom, there was no way they could stay away for too long. Seth shivered when
Domenico’s warm hand found his arm.
“What are you doing?
It’s freezing.”
“Jeez, I don’t want to
be awkward,” Seth groaned, putting his hand over his face.
Domenico chuckled and
pulled on him, smiling in the weak light. “What the fuck? We had a threesome.
And we’re brothers. Why would it be awkward?”
Seth took a deep breath
and turned around to mold his back into Dom’s embrace. Strangely enough, with
all the stress he’d been through, he wasn’t even horny. He just wanted to be
close, and the body behind him was so achingly familiar it made his eyes sting.
Domenico’s chest against his back, their hips molded together like pieces of a
puzzle. Domenico’s scent covered Seth like a warm blanket. Even if Seth was too
tired and cold now, he already missed Dom’s hard body pinning him down and
pushing the limits of what was comfortable.
Seth needed his Domenico
back so bad it hurt. He didn’t have any more tears yet, but despite his lack of
belief in God, he started praying in silence. He wanted Dom to remember him, to
know what they’d
without putting Dom in danger.
A short tour of the
cabin revealed a storage room with plenty of dry wood for the fireplace, a
bathroom, though neither of them was certain whether it was usable, and a
bedroom with a double bed. What else could they possibly want? Within half an
hour, Seth prepared pasta with tuna and canned vegetables, all from the
supplies stocked in the cupboards over the gas stove. Meanwhile, Domenico got
the fire going. They carried the bed into the living room, and Dom crawled
underneath the covers, still in the woolen coat. He watched Seth from there,
looking like a big white burrito.
Seth brought the
steaming bowls of food to the bed and sat down next to Dom, beyond happy to see
him finally tucked in and resting. Only now that they had proper light could he
see how tired his boyfriend was. Knowing Dom, it could also be the lack of
imminent danger that allowed him to rest against the pillows with his eyes
closed. For a moment it looked as though he had fallen asleep within five
minutes of getting into bed, but his eyes shot open the moment Seth approached.
“I hope you’re hungry,”
Seth said with a smile and passed him the bowl. “It’ll warm you up as well.”
A smile Seth so craved
loomed on those perfect lips, and Domenico pulled himself up to eat
comfortably. “Like an alligator.”
They ate and shared a
few more silly jokes before it was time to sleep, and Seth had no idea how to lie
in bed next to Dom without being hugged by him. And in Dom’s state at the
moment, he was sure sleeping together would feel awkward as hell. He pushed off
his shoes, unsure how to approach the situation.
Domenico buried himself
under the two thick comforters they had found, facing Seth as if this was some
kind of sleepover. With the fire buzzing in the background, it seemed oddly
romantic, or maybe it was just Seth’s imagination.
“Hope no one comes over
in the early morning,” whispered Dom.
“Maybe I should just
stay up and keep watch…” Seth looked at the windows.
“Nah. I have the gun
under the pillow,” murmured Dom, his words turning into a yawn.
“I don’t know if that
makes me feel safe or scared.” Seth shook his head and took off his jacket. As
cold as the night was, the garment wouldn’t be comfortable in the same way
Dom’s coat was.
“I don’t know either.
Maybe I turn all psycho at night,” Domenico muttered.
Seth frowned and shook
his head. “So not funny.” He took a deep breath, sliding under the covers of a
bed that seemed all too small for both of them.
“No?”
“No. I know I should be
telling you you’re a nice guy, but truth is you can be a bit psycho.”
Seth tried to find a way to be under the comforter, not have his ass in the
cold air, and not touch Dom inappropriately. But of course, Dom being
Dom, there was no way they could stay away for too long. Seth shivered when
Domenico’s warm hand found his arm.
“What are you doing?
It’s freezing.”
“Jeez, I don’t want to
be awkward,” Seth groaned, putting his hand over his face.
Domenico chuckled and
pulled on him, smiling in the weak light. “What the fuck? We had a threesome.
And we’re brothers. Why would it be awkward?”
Seth took a deep breath
and turned around to mold his back into Dom’s embrace. Strangely enough, with
all the stress he’d been through, he wasn’t even horny. He just wanted to be
close, and the body behind him was so achingly familiar it made his eyes sting.
Domenico’s chest against his back, their hips molded together like pieces of a
puzzle. Domenico’s scent covered Seth like a warm blanket. Even if Seth was too
tired and cold now, he already missed Dom’s hard body pinning him down and
pushing the limits of what was comfortable.
Seth needed his Domenico
back so bad it hurt. He didn’t have any more tears yet, but despite his lack of
belief in God, he started praying in silence. He wanted Dom to remember him, to
know what they’d
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