Assassin [dylmas]

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They made love on the bed and in the pool and in the jacuzzi. They pleyed golf till 1 a.m. and enjoyed each part of the next two days. They decided to have sex on the beach again after the supper on the balcony of the hotel restaurant. Thy were alone there and Juan was walking from their table to the kitchen and bringing new meals. Dylan was happy. He felt a constant mixture of love and longing and he couldn't get his eyes off the blonde that was telling him some werid and perverted jokes. Sometimes he wasn't even listening to Thomas' words he just admired his lips, his nose his deep dark eyes.

„Dylan," Thomas kicked him under the table. „This joke was funny."

„I want to kiss you," Dylan stared at the boy's lips.

„So do it," Thomas leaned across the table and Dylan caught his lips in his.

He started to lick harder and they pushed the wine glass and it spilled, so they loughed and sat back.

„More of this," Thomas looked at Dylan with dreamy eyes.

Dylan smiled, he remembered their wild night. The auarim above them cast a blue light on the white sheets and Thomas' skin was like a shimmering neon peach. The shadows of the fish were crossing thir bodies and Dylan felt so deep and intimately connected that he'd never taken his boyfriend that passionately. Today he felt a little guilty because Thomas was limping the whole day and made a wince of pain whenver he sat down. But the night was so perfect. Thomas was screming under him and his nails digged long deep blood stained scratches into Dylan's back, but Dylan never felt happier.

„You're thinking about last night," Thomas blushed.

„You should stop me sometimes," Dylan leaned on his hand.

He remembered kissing every little mole on Thomas' body, he tried to count them but he got so lost in his boyfriend's body, that hle lost the count. He felt the taste of Thomas' skin in his mouth and bit his lip.

„I cant stop you, I want you equally much," Thomas grabbed his hand and Dylan felt elctric shivers.

He kissed the blonde's hand and started to lick each of his fingers.

He was addicted to the blonde one.

„Wait till I'll eat supper," whispered Thomas when Dylan licked the inner side of his hand.

„Sure," Dylan let go of Thomas' hand and glanced at the door.

He watched Juan talking to a woman in a long white dress with flowery patterns on it. Dylan concentrated on the woman, the breeze was moving her dress and her shoulder lenght blonde hair. She tapped Juan's back and left the door.

Dylan felt a clod shiver. He tied to find the thoughts there woke up in his head and get them together.

He got up and looked at Thomas.

„What's up" Thomas turned around.

„When I tell you to run, run to the backstairs of the balcony and into the jungle behind the hotel as fast as you can," whispered Dylan.

„But," Thomas got up too.

He was suddelny pale. Juan came in and smiled bright.

„Leaving so soon sirs?" he asked.

„Run!" shouted Dylan and Thomas moved to the edge of the balcony while Dylan took his gun ou. Juan hid behind a table and Dylan fired.

But than the woman appeared in the door and walked to him. He saw Juan grabbing a long machete and runnig down the stairs behind Thomas but he couldn't move. All his senses empty. His stomach stopped as he looked up at the woman who walked to him with a smile on her face. She was holding a small gun and she stopped right in front of him.

„Hello Arrow," she whispered with her soft voice and Dylan felt pain that made him speachless.

„Mu...Latya," he choked out.

„A assassin never changes sides, haven't I taught you that honey," she smiled and raised her gun. „But you can still join us and kill the sweet blonde"

Dylan was breathing but it felt like his lungs forgot to catch air.

He pointed the gun on her but his hands was trembling. Tears were storning down his cheeks.

„Oh honey, you can't do it," Latya smiled.

Dylan lowered his gun and felt a weakness overcoming his body, and in this moment Thomas screamed his name in the night.

It was like a wake up call, all his senses came back and he glanced up.

„Yes I can," he said rising the gun and pulling the trigger.

Latya was so shocked she hadn't screamed when the bullet hit her stomach and the blood coverd the white dress. She grabbed the wound but a second later she fell on her back and her body stopped to tremble.

Dylan sprung up. He never turned back when he jumped from the balcny onto the sand. He saw Juan with his machete raised over Thomas who was lying in the sand.

„Thomas, move back!" shouted Dylan and shoot in Juan's head.

The man fall right on Thomas but the boy managed to crawl back and the machete hit the sand between his legs.

Dylan tok a breath.

He run to Thomas and helped him up.

„Are you ok?" he asked and Thomas nodded but a second later they heard a helicopter flying towards the beach.

„There are more!" Thomas creid out.

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