The Cowboy's Prize

Chapter 13

The park had more than enough foliage cover to provide some measure of privacy for the two as they walked along the path. Contemplating the possibility of discovery wasn't enough to discourage Scott however and he walked close enough to Mitch to compromise the shorter man's personal space. It was completely welcome as Mitch pulled up the oxblood red, faux-fur hood of his oversize coat, snuggling into the fluffy collar for warmth before pulling it down over his bangs. Scott put his arm around Mitch in an effort to add to the coat's warmth as the chill wind blew through the rustling trees.

"Aren't you cold?" Mitch asked, his voice slightly muffled as he gave stewardship of his footsteps over to Scott who could see everything he couldn't while ensconced deep in his coat hood.

Scott chuckled deep in his chest so that Mitch could feel it through the layers of material that separated them. "Not really. You get used to things when you spend so much time outdoors." He admitted.

Mitch had pulled his hands up into the sleeves of his jacket and coat for extra warmth, but when he felt Scott trying to find them, he let them fall and Scott's wide and warm hand clasp his own. It was like holding a hot water bottle, which surprised him until he looked up at Scott and saw the hungry gaze in his eyes. Heat translated through that gaze, and it was enough to warm him up inside, even more than the contact with Scott's skin was accomplishing.

As another couple approached Mitch hesitated, considered making space between his date and himself, but as Scott pulled him in closer rejected the idea. They passed by, giving the other couple no more than a glance and their strides soon matched again.

"I'm glad you enjoyed dinner." Scott said with a smile in his voice as he remembered the glorious expression of joy on Mitch's face as he indulged his passion over the cheese board.

"More than you can imagine Cutiepie." Mitch asserted and snuggled in closer to Scott's side as they matched each other's steps.

"Enough for a little telephone flirting?" Scott asked suggestively.

Mitch's stride hitched for a moment as he considered the things he wanted to say to Scott that he felt he couldn't find words for when he was looking into Scott's eyes.

"I'm fine with flirting, but how far do you want to take it?" He asked, still hidden inside the fur lined hood.

Scott stopped walking and pushed the fluffy edging back from Mitch's face so he could see Mitch's eyes. "I'm only willing to take it at a pace you're comfortable with." He reassured Mitch as he cupped the brunette's chin in his hands, the overhead light shining down on the precious face he had already memorized. He ran the pad of one large thumb across Mitch's sensitive lips and they parted under the pressure as he smiled down into Mitch's chocolate brown eyes. "I'd love to hear your fantasies, the things that really turn you on. The things you don't enjoy so much and the things that just make your toes curl thinking about them." He said softly as Mitch's eyes widened at the sensual tone in the tall blonde's voice.

"I know it's hard to say some of those things out loud." He added with a knowing smile. "To be adventurous when the person you're saying things of that nature to is right in front of you." He added deliberately. "But I know you'd be really great at expressing those things if I wasn't right there. A regular phone call or video chat, your choice." He said, hoping Mitch would let him see his expressive face as well as hear his eloquent voice.

Mitch bit his bottom lip as he contemplated the things his head conjured as his brain flew to the things that really attracted him to Scott, the things that he really wanted in a relationship, sex, or just plain romance.

His smile made Scott relax again and his nod made the blonde's face brighten with anticipation as Mitch gripped his hand tighter.

"You'll share yours too, right?" Mitch asked as Scott nodded knowingly.

"Don't worry Princess, I'll have you purring over the phone until you moan my name right before you..."

"Scott!" Mitch hissed, his face flaming as Scott's lips pursed to form an 'O' shape.

"You're so damn cute, Princess." Scott said laughing as he pulled Mitch back into his side. He rested his chin on the crown of Mitch's head momentarily before turning to walk them back to his car. His strides lengthened slightly, making Mitch walk a little faster to keep up.

"Eager are we?" Mitch said laughing as he began breathing faster, his own anticipation rising.

"Could you really think otherwise?" Scott asked.

Mitch smiled, anticipation thrumming through his body as he contemplated his answers to Scott's questions. As they got to the car and then Scott opened Mitch's door for him before moving to climb in on the opposite side, Mitch shook his head. Scott wasn't just a special kind of guy, he was a gentleman and an all-round sweetheart.

A Sweetheart who with any luck would be getting him off soon. All while keeping Mitch's rules intact. Yep, definitely perfect. Could he live up to expectation? Mitch suddenly had absolutely no doubt that reality would more than live up to the fantasy.

He rubbed suddenly damp palms against the material that lay over his thighs as Scott's car roared into the night.

Eager to part, yet desperate for more time Mitch found himself slipping a hand over to Scott's thigh as the blonde skilfully controlled the vehicle. Feeling the pull of muscle moving underneath his hand as Scott's body moved with the machine, Mitch relished the not so subtle opportunity for a preview, his mind flashing back to Scott's dripping wet body by the pond as he stroked the material covered leg beneath his hand.

Scott's breath hitched as Mitch's fingers moved dangerously close to the centre of heat at the juncture of his thighs. Mitch felt material begin to strain under his fingers as the flirtation began to prompt a real physical response from Scott.

"Flying close to the sun, Princess." He growled, his voice deepening with desire as his eyes met Mitch's for a moment before returning to the road before them. Mitch's mischievous expression told Scott everything he needed to know.

Anticipation made Scott's blood race almost as fast as the car as they powered towards Mitch's apartment. Both smiling widely.