Reality

Attack

Chapter 4

Sen pushed forward a bit more, stray hand tugging apart Oliver's tightly laced pair to entwine their fingers, using his new hold to pull Oliver's pliant body against his own.

A soft gasp for breath from Oliver was all it took for Sen to grant himself entrance into the pale boy's mouth, tongue licking into the cavern and stroking the hesitant tongue with his own.

Just as Oliver managed to break out of his momentary shock, the dark-haired man pulled away, sighing as he stood, pulling Oliver gently up with him.

"We should clean ourselves before the sun sets and the light is gone." His voice rang out lowly.

"O-ok." was Oliver could think to reply as he tried to understand what had just happened.

As he shook himself out of the daze, Oliver finally took in his surroundings. The two stood in what he assumed was some kind of cave, as the surrounding walls were natural solid stone. He realized the two had been resting among a pile of furs, though from what type of animal Olive had no idea. He felt Seneca tug at his hand gently, guiding him to a curtain of leaves, which he parted for Oliver, leading him out to a stunning view.

The cave entrance was embedded in a cliff, looking out upon the surrounding land, a great deal higher than Oliver had expected. Usually, this would have triggered his fear of heights immediately, but the setting sun was painting the sky in such a way that all he could do was stare in awe. He could feel Sen's eyes on him as he turned his head, their duel colors sparkling at him as the hand being help was gripped just slightly tighter.

"So beautiful..." the whisper caught Oliver off guard a bit, his face turning as red as the sunset before them.

Before Oliver could respond, Seneca had already turned around, beginning to pull him along a path that was somewhat camouflaged into the cliff side. He held on tightly to Sen's hand as his previous fear hit him, trying not to look down or think about how much damage a fall from this height could do.

"It's getting dark; we will have to be quick." Sen murmured more so to himself than to Oliver. His eyes were glancing around them as they reached the bottom of the path ears twitching at different sounds.

The two stuck close to the side of the cliff, and as they walked Oliver began to hear the trickles of what he soon saw to be a small waterfall. The waterfall itself was similar in size to that of a shower back in his world, and it fell into a small stream. The stream, Oli realized, was not even deep enough to reach one's knees. Seneca pulled Oliver under the small waterfall, chuckling at the startled yelp Oliver released at the sudden cold water. Sen began tugging off the clothes Oliver was still wearing, his face seeming annoyed at the task.

"Why do you hide under these things? So bothersome.." He huffed out as he managed to Oliver's hoodie, moving on to start unbuttoning the jeans.

"I-it's just clothes; everyone wears them where I live." Oliver explained, embarrassed, "Don't you wear anything? To, you know, cover yourself?"

"No, our bodies don't get cold, and we see no shame in what is natural," Seneca replied, finally succeeding in removing the last of Oliver's clothes. He looked quite pleased with himself as he stroked the pale skin which was now both flushed from the ordeal and shivering from the freezing water still falling on them.

"O-oh, I don't, er, I can't do that. I mean, I get cold if I don't cover up." Oliver tried to keep his teeth from chattering as his bare skin started to absorb the cold, making him wrap his arms around himself.

"I will keep you warm, so it's ok." Sen confidently retorted, turning Oliver around, so his back was now to Seneca's chest, his body warming up almost immediately from the intense heat Sen emitted.