Toronto Blue Jays Imagines

Cavan x Bo - What Happens in the Woods, Stays in the Woods (NSFW)

A/N: This is a RPF, meaning Cavan and Bo are an item in it. If that kind of thing makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. Also this is NSFW and involves oral sex, public sex, and gay sex. If any of those make you uncomfortable, or if you're a minor, I highly suggest skipping this.

A team camping trip sounded like a good idea. No, it sounded like a great idea. The team had a few days off for the long weekend in August, and they could use a break from the hustle and bustle of big cities and busy schedules.

What also sounded like a good idea was Bo sharing a tent with his best friend, Cavan. More than best friend at this point, but no one knew. No one knew the longing looks they gave each other from across the ball diamond. No one knew the time they spend alone before and after games. No one knew the love they shared for each other. No one knew, which meant they had to hide everything. However, it also meant they would be able to spend time with one another in their shared tent without anyone making comments or remarks. In theory.

Bo was busy preparing their sleeping bags when he heard George's laugh outside the tent.

"No, you go in there and you talk to him!" George exclaimed.

Bo's brow furrowed. He crouched in front of Cavan's sleeping bag and rolled it out as he listened to his teammates.

"There's nothing to talk about," Cavan said, and Bo could hear the nervousness in his tone.

"Oh, please," George replied with a laugh.

"Man, I'm telling you— hey!"

Bo looked up as Cavan stumbled into the tent.

"And don't come out until you've sorted things out!" George yelled.

Bo blinked in surprise and a soft smirk pulled at the corner of his lips. "What was that about?"

Cavan looked over his shoulder at the now zipped-up flap to the tent. The only exit. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh. George thinks there's something between us, so he wants us to talk things out."

Bo snorted back a laugh. "Oh. So..."

"So we're locked in here," Cavan finished for him.

"I see." Bo smiled and sat back onto the sleeping bag. "Well. I guess we should talk, then."

Cavan smiled softly and went to sit next to Bo. "That is what George and the others want," he murmured.

Bo's gaze flicked to the exit. He could see the silhouettes of at least three guys outside. He cleared his throat. "If you want us to talk, you're gonna have to give us some privacy."

"Okay, okay," said Vladdy.

"But you better work this out!" George added.

The silhouettes went away.

Bo sighed and went to straddle Cavan's lap.

Cavan smirked and held Bo's hips. "So they think there's something going on," he said quietly.

"Apparently," Bo replied. He ran his fingers over the chain around Cavan's neck. "I guess we're not as subtle as we thought."

"I guess not," Cavan agreed.

Bo feathered a kiss to Cavan's lips. "We need to work on that."

"Hmm." Cavan deepened the kiss.

Bo smiled against his lips and leaned closer. He pressed himself down against Cavan's lap, and smiled when Cavan grunted.

Cavan's hold on Bo's hips tightened. Bo ground down against Cavan's lap. He felt Cavan harden beneath him, and Bo's own pants begun to tighten.

"Bo," Cavan said softly.