war-torn

Five

Iain had spent the first night at the training compound avoiding Simon. Every time he tried talking to Sam, he'd be there. Sam would never give up trying to prize information from him. Simon was much worse.

"You can't avoid me all night Iain."

"Simon. I'm not avoiding you."

"Then why haven't you joined your comrades in arms in the mess?"

"I'm still feeling sick from earlier. The last thing I want to do is watch you eat." Simon was known for being a loud, messy eater.

"Oh, very funny."

"I'm going to get ready for bed."

"You mean go and have a wank. I can help you with that you know?"

"What?"

"It's not a woman you're seeing is it?"

"What makes you say that?"

"You left this." Simon handed him the photo of Dylan. "It is yours isn't it? It was on top of the phone last night."

Iain wasn't sure what to say. He could deny ever seeing the photo before. "It's ...."

"Simon! Where did you find that? I thought I'd lost it! Thank you." Sam hugged a confused looking Simon.

"Last night, on top of one of the phones. That Iain last used."

"You thought Dylan was Iain's fancy woman?" Sam laughed. "Iain's not gay and they've never met."

"Oh..." Simon looked like a child that had just had their candy stolen from them.

"Look, we've got another early morning wake up call. You guys best go get some sleep."

Sam left them to it. Simon shrugged, clearly embarrassed. Iain wasn't sure if it was because he'd been wrong or whether it was because Simon had tried coming on to him.

"Simon, if you need to talk...."

"Just forget what I said before."

Iain watched him walk away. This was definitely going to be a long few weeks.

*****

The next morning, Dylan woke up on the floor still cuddling Dervla. He was glad that he wasn't in the surgery today, but he had some house calls to do that afternoon.

He opened the door to let Dervla outside whilst he made himself some tea and refilled her water and food bowls. He knew he should eat, but he wasn't hungry. Maybe brunch before the house calls would be a good idea?

Dylan had received an email asking him to interview for a position in a hospital. ED Registrar. The same thing he'd been doing when he'd given up on that side of his career to be with Sam and start a family. The interview was next week. He replied back to say he was available. There was no point remaining here miserable whilst Sam was away for most of the year.

*****

He took the rope and tied his lovers wrists to the headboard. Those eyes looking up in wonder as he stared down, smiling. "I'm going to make you make lots of noises for me. I loved hearing you on the phone."

"Iain, are you listening to me?"

Iain was shaken out of his reverie. "Sorry Sam."

Sam sat down next to him. "Dreaming about your fancy lady?"

"You could say that."

"We'll be home soon. I'm hoping that Dylan will be in the mood to talk. He only seemed interested in my photos last time."

"Did you bring your camera?"

"I left it as I just had to get out of there."

Iain smiled. He knew that there were photos of him and the thought of Dylan wanking off to them made him hard.

"You okay? You don't seem as relaxed as normal? Simon getting to you?"

"I'm fine. Feeling the heat a bit now we're here. Isn't this bad back at base."

Sam nodded in agreement. It was much warmer here in the training compound. "Maybe you should go and have a shower and relieve yourself."

Iain watched in disbelief as Sam walked away laughing. Fuck, she'd obviously noticed how aroused he was.

Closing his eyes once under the cold shower spray, he pictured Dylan laying naked on his bunk. Oh, how he'd love for Dylan to be here.

Iain stroked his length as the imaginary Dylan stroked himself too, smiling seductively up at him. Iain wondered if the real Dylan would be like this. True, they'd already had sex but Iain had been too far gone to appreciate the finer details.

Iain leant against the shower wall as his hips bucked and his orgasm shook through his body. He was now counting the days until he saw Dylan again.