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[spaceguy]

When he wakes up, it's still dark - dark, but light enough that the stars aren't quite visible anymore. Nevertheless, he takes a moment, still prone on the ground, eyes open, searching the pale-dawn-sky for --

For nothing.

He moves to his feet, smoothly but with a hint of pain. Crouches, does a quick series of stretches.

He rummages through his bag, quietly enough not to wake those nearest him - a good twenty feet away, under a tree - and starts discarding what isn't useful anymore. He'll leave as soon as the gates open.

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[failsper.livejournal.com]

It's so good, and it's so hot, and it's so necessary. God, Jasper needs this, and how the fuck did that happen?

Now, Christ, it has to be now, Jasper can't take much more of this. His rhythm falters as he reaches down between them, takes his cock in hand and...

"Fuck! Guy, I can't - I'm gonna - Jesus Christ, don't stop don't stop don't stop, I'm..." Guy's face is desperate and hungry and so full of wanting him; and it's that look that drives him over, reduces him to a shuddering wreck, striping Guy's chest with his come.

[mutestronaut.livejournal.com]

It seems to Guy that his own climax starts in Jasper - that it shivers from Jasper to him. That as soon as something gives way in Jasper, Guy seizes, hand clenching, spine drawn tight. And he's coming, deep and white-hot inside Jasper, and it's still not. Close. Enough.

He draws Jasper down, meeting his lips in a kiss, not caring that he's out-of-breath, that the oxygen is burning in his lungs. Pulls back, and now it's that Jasper is sort of cradled on top of him, Guy still deep inside.

Guy brushes a strand of Jasper's unruly hair away from his forehead. His emotions are clear and shrouded all at once. He has no idea what the hell he's thinking, but he looks up to Jasper, searching his face, and he wonders if Jasper knows it better than he does.

[failsper.livejournal.com]

It takes a long time for Jasper's breath to come back to him, and Guy isn't helping with that kiss, but Jasper doesn't really care. He'd rather kiss than breathe right now anyway, especially when Guy shifts under him, just slightly, and Jasper can feel the way they're still joined, for now.

He pulls away from the kiss slowly; the long, gentle suck he gives to Guy's lower lip in parting isn't about hunger anymore, it's about... God, what is it about?

Guy pushes a piece of hair off of Jasper's forehead, and man, he must look like absolute hell. It doesn't look like Guy thinks so, though. Guy's looking at him like... Almost like...

"Holy shit," Jasper says, and then again on a laugh. "Holy shit, dude, that is deep." And he has to lean down and kiss him again.

[mutestronaut.livejournal.com]

And Guy shifts them, laying Jasper down next to him, easing out of Jasper's body. Flattens his hand on Jasper's stomach, for a moment, and then he moves to his feet. He reaches one hand out, an offer to pull Jasper with him.

Hey, 'cause the waterfall's an absolutely beautiful natural shower.