A Chance Encounter (Chris Hemsworth X OMC)

Beachside Bonding

Wyatt had just applied a fresh layer of sunscreen, settled back into his towel, and resumed reading his book when sleep suddenly crept up on him. It hadn't really occurred to him until that moment that he and Chris had spent the majority of their night together having sex. There had been intermittent periods of rest, but Wyatt knew the amount of sleep he'd actually gotten was minimal. The warmth of the sun and the tranquility of the beach with its gentle waves and sun-dappled surface gradually lulled him into sleep.

When Chris came back over he found Wyatt curled up on the towel with the book closed and at his side. A smile immediately appeared on his face and he laid down on the towel next to him. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked down into Wyatt's sleeping face. His first instinct was to lean down and kiss him, but the part of him that was enjoying watching him sleep won out. So he laid there in silence, watching Wyatt's chest rise and fall with slow, deep breaths.

He would have to come out to his family before anything else, he decided as he lay in stillness and continued to watch Wyatt. The thought shook up some anxiety, but he knew deep down that it was misplaced. His family was an openminded lot, and he had no doubt it wouldn't be an issue. It was the rest of the world that he had to think about. Many would praise him and he was sure he'd be commended for his bravery and for providing more visibility. But he also knew there would be just as many who would denounce him. His fan base would be shaken to the core. Hell, some of it would crumble entirely. And what would the repercussions be? Would he lose out on future roles? His reputation for being an alpha leading man was sure to be tested by this revelation.

Am I moving too fast? He asked himself. He looked down at Wyatt. What was it about this man that made him want to break free from his prison and actually live? He'd barely known him and he was so drawn in. Yes, as Evans had said, being a grown adult man warranted a certain viewpoint and maturity in knowing his wants and needs. Still, it alarmed him how quickly he'd fallen- in just the span of a few days.

He was just thinking that perhaps he should dial things back a bit and just focus on the fun he was having when Wyatt moved in his sleep, his body rolling to the side, then shifting closer to Chris. He slowly moved into him, curling up into the curve of him before settling back down. In that moment Chris knew that he wanted this. He couldn't fight it. What had started as purely an attraction had blossomed into the legitimate beginning of something.

He leaned down and kissed Wyatt's shoulder, then his neck. His beard brushed against Wyatt's smooth skin, stirring him awake.

"You're a light sleeper," Chris observed as he laid a hand on his waist and grinned down at him.

"How were the interviews?" Wyatt asked as he suppressed a yawn.

"Typical stuff," Chris said in a dismissive voice. "How's the book?"

"It's good. I thought I was going to finish it but I got so tired."

Chris lifted an eyebrow. "Can't imagine why you were so tired."

"Probably because you kept waking me up all night," Wyatt said with a shy smirk before hiding his face in Chris's chest.

"Ah, that's a good one," Chris laughed. "I seem to remember a 4 am wake up call involving your hand on my dick."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Wyatt fibbed.

"Oh, I think you know exactly what I'm talking about." He traced a finger up and down Wyatt's side. "The guys left today."

"Left? I thought you were all staying the entire week."

"They wanted to give us some time alone," Chris explained. "I've got that big beach house all to myself now. Which brings me to a question I wanted to ask you- how would you like to sleep over with me?"