Lovecraft

Vacation 3 - Freedom in the Forest

Gavin stretched lazily as he opened his eyes, smiling as a strong arm coiled across his bare waist to keep him down. Groaning and sighing, he turned on his side and nuzzled into the naked chest that greeted him. He clung to Nines as the arm on his waist tightened and a hand laced in his hair to turn his face up. Green eyes barely blinked open as gentle lips caressed his own, creeping tendrils kissing along the delicate skin to tease them open. Gavin huffed softly as he opened up at the almost tickling sensation, deepening the kiss as their tongues danced.

"Good morning," Nines greeted as he drew back and bumped his forehead.

"Morning...Did the snow stop?" He was eager to know, but not so eager that he was going to leave the warmth of the bed. The room itself wasn't cold, not the with heating on, but it wasn't as warm as the bed. Soft flannel caressed his naked skin from where they'd fallen the night before. He almost felt bad for being so lazy. After enjoying the jacuzzi for far too long, Nines had carried him to bed. He didn't know the exact time, but he knew it was before five o'clock. Despite being in bed, they hadn't done anything. They'd both felt lazy and sated from their earlier intimacy, and Gavin was tired from the drive. They'd huddled beneath the flannel duvet, shrouded in warmth and enjoying the tender press of flesh, lost in their own thoughts and occasionally having murmured conversations.

On a normal day, Gavin would have been at work. Even at home, he would have been on his computer looking up details or conducting research, or they would have been talking through whatever case they were working on to figure things out. He might have cooked dinner or watched a movie, or read a book. To lie in bed for hours on end, not being productive, was almost unheard of. He felt both guilty and mischievous, as if he'd done something naughty. His body was certainly thanking him for it now. He felt rested for the first time in weeks. His contentment was interrupted by a deep, guttural growl. Rested and phcking starving!

"It seems you are ready for breakfast," Nines murmured as he pressed a kiss against his forehead and tried to shuffle back. He tried; however, Gavin wasn't ready for him to leave just yet and clung tightly to his neck. "Gavin, you're hungry," Nines chuckled as he followed the insistent pull and buried his face in his shoulder, turning his face to gently kiss his way up and down his neck. Gavin hummed and wriggled closer, pressing his own kisses across Nines' skin.

"Hungry for you." Nines huffed softly as he drew back, enjoying the roguish smirk on Gavin's lips. That wasn't wholly true. Though he was often insatiable, his scans revealed that Gavin was actually quite relaxed that morning. His cock remained limp throughout their brief intimacy, suggesting he was still quite satisfied from the night before. With that in mind, Nines pressed a final chaste kiss against his lips and pushed himself up.

"You are an insatiable menace." Gavin couldn't argue with that, and proved the point further as he chased his lips, getting in a few more kisses before he finally escaped. "A hungry, insatiable menace," Nines added as his stomach rumbled a second time. Gavin almost whined in objection as he allowed Nines to pull him up and watched him stand. He rubbed his face tiredly, yawning as he enjoyed the sight of Nines' firm ass in his pyjama pants as he went in search of something to wear. The material was loose, sitting low on his hips and giving him a nice view of the dimples near his tailbone. Considering all the hardware underneath, it was a detail Gavin was surprised to see included. Nines settled on the complimentary robes they'd found the night before. One large black one that just about fit his wider shoulders and a smaller white one that had clearly been intended for a woman. Despite the smaller size, it was quite comfortable as Gavin slipped it on.

"Oh, it stopped snowing," Nines said as he opened the curtains in the living room. Gavin hummed tiredly, having forgotten his earlier question. He winced as light flooded the front room and curled up on the enormous sofa as Nines lit the fire again. He huffed fondly as he checked on Gavin with the top set of eyes, noting the way he buried his face in a small cushion to hide from the weak grey light. The sun was still hidden behind the clouds, but the sky had at least brightened to where the clouds were light and fluffy rather than dark and weeping snow.