Mediterranean Kiss ~ Taeten

Red Hot and Blood Red

Johnny and Mark were both happily diving in and out of the water, seeing how deep they could swim.

“I'm going to head back to shore and sunbathe.” Taeyong called out to them.

They had been in the water for about twenty minutes and the coolness of the water was beginning to seep into his bones. It was about time to warm back up under the sun.

“Okay!” Mark replied, waving at him.

As Taeyong lay down on his back thoughts of Ten floated into his mind. He imagined Ten, sprawled out on a beach towel next to him. His beautiful tan skin glistening with water and sweat as he lay next to Taeyong. He would flash that beautiful, confident smile at him before moving closer for a kiss. His lips would be so soft and move perfectly in sync with his own. Maybe Ten would playfully bite his lip and then pull back enough for their eyes to lock. Ten would drown him in a lustful and alluring gaze, and Taeyong would happily sink deep under his spell. With a look like that Taeyong wouldn't care that they were in public. Whatever Ten had in mind when he looked at him like that, Taeyong would let him do it.

Now it wasn't just the sun that was heating up Taeyong’s body. He rolled onto his stomach and blissfully sank further into his fantasy.

Ten’s hot hands would snake up Taeyong’s chest and he would push him down onto his back before straddling him. The next kiss would be hotter, more frantic, and Taeyong would be able to feel Ten’s desire for him growing as he started to grind against him. It would feel so good but no, Ten wasn’t about to give Taeyong what he craved just yet. The pressure on his crotch would cease as Ten moved down his body, leaving a burning trail of kisses down his chest as he went. Excitement would flick through Taeyong as he felt two fingers slip beneath the hem of his shorts. Taeyong’s eyes would then snap open and latch onto Ten’s gaze as his face hovered over his crotch. He wouldn't be asking for permission with that look. Ten would already know what the answer would be. Ten would then smile at him, running his tongue over his lips in anticipation as he focused back on what lay beneath Taeyong’s shorts. Then, painfully slow for Taeyong’s burning desire, Ten would pull down his shorts and-

“Taeyong, Taeyong!”

Taeyong’s eyes flicked open at hearing his name and the steamy fantasy of Ten ravishing him on the beach evaporated from his mind, like mist in the wind. He scanned the beach and saw Mark waving frantically at him from the water. He looked concerned and worried as he held onto Johnny whose eyes were scrunched shut in pain.

“Guys, what happened?” Taeyong called out to them as he stood up and rushed over to meet them at the shore.

Mark was helping Johnny out of the water. He had his arms around him, holding him steady as Johnny limped along the pebbled shore. There was blood dribbling down his right foot. It stained the small stones a bright red.

“Johnny are you alright? Mark what happened?” Taeyong asked in a worried tone as he stepped over to the other side Johnny and helped him hop over to their beach towels.

“I think Johnny cut his foot on something.” Mark replied.

They both helped Johnny to sit down on one of the beach towels. Taeyong gently grabbed hold of Johnny’s leg, lifting it up so they could see the sole of his foot better. There was a long bloody gash from the middle of his foot to just under his toes. Whatever Johnny had slipped on, it had done a bit of damage. Blood was still dribbling out of the cut, staining Johnny’s foot red.

“It hurts like a bitch. Is it bad?” Johnny asked, wincing from the pain.

“Uh, yeah, kind of.” Mark replied, biting his lip as he stared at Johnny’s bleeding foot. “We need something to stem the bleeding.”

Taeyong snatched up his t-shirt that was lying next to his towel. “Here, we can wrap it up with this.”

He handed it to Mark and held Johnny’s leg steady as Mark wrapped his foot as gently as he could. Johnny flinched and sucked in a breath.

“Sorry.” Mark apologized as he pulled the makeshift bandaging tight.

“Its okay, thanks.” Johnny responded, managing a small smile.

“We should get him back to the ship now and take him to the emergency room on board.” Taeyong suggested.

“Yup.” Mark agreed.

They both helped Johnny up onto his good foot. Taeyong let him rest some of his weight against him as Mark picked up their belongings and stuffed them into his bag.

“Okay, let’s go.” Mark stated. He threw the bag straps around his shoulder and came to help Johnny hop along as best he could with his good foot; each of them on either side of him acting like human crutches.

“Sorry Mark. I guess I ruined your relaxing day on the beach. You too Taeyong.” Johnny laughed between gritted teeth.

“You didn't ruin anything.” Mark quickly replied.

“Yeah, and we want to make sure you're okay, silly.” Taeyong agreed.

They made it to the footpath and began to slowly make their way back around the bay to where the lifeboats dropped them off earlier. Curious locals moved out of their way and watched them as they went.