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Unforgetable Paradise
May. 5th, 2006 09:34 pmOur last night in paradise, and we make a decision that neither of us expected. But it gives me a warm feeling inside.
The Captain and the Horselord
May. 2nd, 2006 09:11 pmI get our remaining gear out of the boat while Sean is inside, calling for some dinner. We're gonna have guests, to I told him to get enough for several people. He gave me an odd look, but I think he'll see what I mean soon enough.
We spent the day on one of the private motus owned by the resort. It was hardly more than a sandbar with palm trees, barely 3000 square meters. We had snorkeling equipment and the resort sent along plenty of food in a picnic basket that's part of the package for the motu.
So we snorkeled for hours, Sean proving to be a very good teacher and we explored the reef, stunned at the beauty and complexity of the life under the water. We would take breaks, lying in the sun, doing other sorts of exploration. And talking. We talked a lot, about all sorts of things, but the conversation veered around to shifting and the troubles they’ve caused.
I told him everything, finding that there's nothing I can't tell him, no secrets that I need to keep. The painful parts . . . what Paris and I did accidentally, the arrests. The bruises that weren't mine. He told me about Boromir's fighting, seems to be a common thing with this crew from Middle Earth. I told him about Dave and Théodred's first meeting and my own scraps with Théodred. But I didn't leave out the good things that Éomer has done, including taking on the Balrog which left the scar on my arm.
But we decided to avoid any misunderstandings and pull our shifts in now, tonight. Let them know what the situation is, make sure there's no mistakes. I don't think Éomer would shift in without permission, not now, but he's capable of it and I don't want him doing anything to Sean if he does.
So Sean is getting enough food to keep that horseboy content, and we're going to let them have dinner together. Sean walks out to the deck.
"Ready?"
( We decided to call Éomer first. )
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We spent the day on one of the private motus owned by the resort. It was hardly more than a sandbar with palm trees, barely 3000 square meters. We had snorkeling equipment and the resort sent along plenty of food in a picnic basket that's part of the package for the motu.
So we snorkeled for hours, Sean proving to be a very good teacher and we explored the reef, stunned at the beauty and complexity of the life under the water. We would take breaks, lying in the sun, doing other sorts of exploration. And talking. We talked a lot, about all sorts of things, but the conversation veered around to shifting and the troubles they’ve caused.
I told him everything, finding that there's nothing I can't tell him, no secrets that I need to keep. The painful parts . . . what Paris and I did accidentally, the arrests. The bruises that weren't mine. He told me about Boromir's fighting, seems to be a common thing with this crew from Middle Earth. I told him about Dave and Théodred's first meeting and my own scraps with Théodred. But I didn't leave out the good things that Éomer has done, including taking on the Balrog which left the scar on my arm.
But we decided to avoid any misunderstandings and pull our shifts in now, tonight. Let them know what the situation is, make sure there's no mistakes. I don't think Éomer would shift in without permission, not now, but he's capable of it and I don't want him doing anything to Sean if he does.
So Sean is getting enough food to keep that horseboy content, and we're going to let them have dinner together. Sean walks out to the deck.
"Ready?"
( We decided to call Éomer first. )
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Hiking (Sean/Karl)
Apr. 30th, 2006 03:26 pmWhen I wake up, I'm sprawled on the huge bed in our villa. I can see the waters of the lagoon out the window and they are sparkling with the sun that is just starting to hit them. I slept long and deep last night, it's so peaceful here. Sean is lying on my arm and I study his face in the growing light.
He looks serene, rested. I want to give him that, to make being with me like that for him. I sigh, knowing I'm not the easiest person to get along with, but I don't want to be a source of stress for him. We've done all right, so far, being sure we talk to each other. It's hard for me, because I tend to dislike revealing my thoughts and emotions, but he's worth changing my ways for.
We've got a hike up Mt. Otemanu planned for today, and we both brought our boots, anticipating that we wouldn't be swimming the whole time. We'll take the boat around to the east side of Bora, to Anau, ( where the slopes of the mountain come nearly to the water, and pick up the trail there. )
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He looks serene, rested. I want to give him that, to make being with me like that for him. I sigh, knowing I'm not the easiest person to get along with, but I don't want to be a source of stress for him. We've done all right, so far, being sure we talk to each other. It's hard for me, because I tend to dislike revealing my thoughts and emotions, but he's worth changing my ways for.
We've got a hike up Mt. Otemanu planned for today, and we both brought our boots, anticipating that we wouldn't be swimming the whole time. We'll take the boat around to the east side of Bora, to Anau, ( where the slopes of the mountain come nearly to the water, and pick up the trail there. )
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Paradise Found (Sean/Karl)
Apr. 25th, 2006 03:41 pmI watched out the window, eager for my first view of Bora Bora, pointing it out to Sean and hoping to distract him from the size of the plane. Beautiful beaches, dreamy turquoise lagoon, jungle greenery.
All the places where I planned on having his delightful ass.
All the places where I planned on having his delightful ass.
Sacred Te Moko (Sean/Karl)
Apr. 15th, 2006 03:43 pmThe weather is cooling off . . . mid-April is one of my favorite times of year, yeah, I'm fucking weird, I like winter. But I've got other reasons for liking it now. My green-eyed blonde Brit was born this month. And I've gone completely sappy, fuck. . .
I grin, though, not too upset by the way he's gotten into my life and under my skin. My life's a whole heaps better since the day he showed up on my doorstep. And that's what tonight's about.
The box is on the seat beside me, green cloth decorated with cavorting lovers. This is more of a present for both of us, and I hope he enjoys it. Hell, his other present is for both of us too. And now my grin has gone even wider . . . thinking of the fun we'll have with both his presents.
He decided on a quiet night for his birthday tonight, although I was fucking tempted to call of our mutual friends and throw him a party, there's enough of 'em lurking around Wellie. But this is what he wanted, and I'm highly in favor of giving him whatever he wants.
But I did want to do a few things to make it special, so I ran out to the bakery to get a Pavlova and now I’m on the way back to his house.
( I park the truck in his drive, and gather up the Pav, and the green box, and the other thing. )
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I grin, though, not too upset by the way he's gotten into my life and under my skin. My life's a whole heaps better since the day he showed up on my doorstep. And that's what tonight's about.
The box is on the seat beside me, green cloth decorated with cavorting lovers. This is more of a present for both of us, and I hope he enjoys it. Hell, his other present is for both of us too. And now my grin has gone even wider . . . thinking of the fun we'll have with both his presents.
He decided on a quiet night for his birthday tonight, although I was fucking tempted to call of our mutual friends and throw him a party, there's enough of 'em lurking around Wellie. But this is what he wanted, and I'm highly in favor of giving him whatever he wants.
But I did want to do a few things to make it special, so I ran out to the bakery to get a Pavlova and now I’m on the way back to his house.
( I park the truck in his drive, and gather up the Pav, and the green box, and the other thing. )
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