Whatever Floats Your Boat

[Agron]

Tag: Deimos

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Agron was on a boat. He hadn't exactly frequented being on a boat . . . until being with a guy who just happened to have one. Something else that wasn't overly common for him: to be in such a committed relationship. It wasn't out of fear of commitment, but rather, the difficulty in finding the right person. And Deimos . . . seemed like the right person. Agron was looking over the side of the boat, finding the view of water all around them to be quite peaceful. Creating a serenity within him that he never thought possible.

He knew it wasn't just the view, but also the company he kept. Feeling him approach Agron smiled. "You're fucking lucky I don't get sea sick," he teased before turning to face Deimos. The man that Agron was falling seriously hard for. This past little while that they had been together had been . . . amazing. To say the least. Who knew that picking up someone in a bar could actually lead to something so incredible. And Agron was thankful every day for that moment he had turned his head to ask Deimos a single question, that brought them to this very moment . . . of being together.

[Deimos]

Deimos

Deimos was working on part of his boat, and not overly watching his passener. This often was what lead him into trouble--as he tended to let his guard down after fucking someone well. With Agron he was getting more emotionally invested then ever before, so his guard was often down more then it should. When his lover spoke, Deimos looked up from the parts in his hands and grinned, "No, if I was fucking lucky you'd be sun bathing nude." He quipped back, before looking down at the parts again.

Deimos had a MV Albernina motor cruiser, which had an deck level, with a enclosed steering room, with space below deck for a comfortable but tight living. This was one of three boats he owned and the newest he bought. He hadn't installed any hidden compartments in it yet, and was mostly just learning how it handled. Because of this he was shirtless and had grease in random places over his upper torso and hands.

He had yet to build in the hidden doors and under the boat storage for this boat, and he was tempted not too, since Agron was spending more and more time with him on the water. It was easier to have a 'nothing hidden' boat when sleeping with a cop! As long as Agron wasn't working with the coast guard then Agron's cop-self and Deioms' pirate-smuggler-self didn't conflict! Because of that, neither talked about work a lot. "But if you really want to make my day, then sun bath nude!" He said again, grinning over at the other man!

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[Agron]

Tag: Deimos

blood and battle

ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN

Agron chuckled at Deimos words, speaking of how he would be more lucky if Agron was sunbathing nude. Truth be told, Agron hadn't taken so much time to relax, since he had developed with relationship with Deimos, and found time spent on his boat to provide such a wonderful sense of calm.

Sunbathing didn't seem to be that far fetched since the setting seemed right. But Agron didn't want to give in that easily. "Maybe you should kick things off," he suggested teasingly. "Makes it hard to fucking lie here if you're working." Though even with the words, Agron began to remove his shirt, as if to tempt Deimos to join him.

[Deimos]

Deimos

Deimos looked up at his friend who had very boldly just said he would if Deimos did it first. He didn't bother looking around him to see if there was anyone there. For one, he always was looking around him and knew there wasn't (except when he was busy fucking, and in that case he sometimes forgot). And two, he didn't really care, which was also how he got in trouble often. "Am I neglecting you?" He asked, putting his hands on either side of the whole he was in and lifted himself out.

He was already shirtless, and had dark streaks of grease over his tanned body. His hand moved to his pants, and he pulled over the buttons, while looking into Agron's eyes. Lowering them, he kicked them and his shoes aside, and then leaned naked against the railing. After a still moment he widen his stance to make sure that both his lover and the sun got a full view of everything his grease covered body had to offer. "You need some vitamin D," he said, and then grinned at his unintentional double meaning.

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