A day at the beach (Théo/Éomer, NC-17)

I head off to the warehouse, excited, because Théo has something special planned today.

The Ocean's A Bitch (Théo/Karl)

Éomer:We spend the day relaxing, playing in the water, making love, enjoying the extra time we have been granted. Our bodies are salt-crusted and tired when we finally pack away our bedrolls and food, and reload the bikes. The journey back to Wellington is pleasant under the slowly fading sun. It is full dark when we enter the warehouse.

We linger, kissing and touching, reluctant as ever to part. But finally, I sit by myself on the couch and call Karl. Although I know it is for the best if you and Karl can come to some sort of understanding, I almost hope that he will refuse so that I can see you for a few more moments. But I close my eyes and reach out for him.

( Karl . . .  )