A/N: Hello! How are y'all doing, I hope your Thanksgiving (for Americans) was great this past Thursday. I had fun here at home, and hope that in these covid times you're all keeping yourselves and those you love safe. Today I bring to you a new fic, which was meant to be a Thanksgiving Tom/Tay mpreg but I failed to finish it in time for Thanksgiving so I'll just post it when I finish it in a few weeks. This fanfic I give to you today is one I've had in my brain for a long time and finally vomited all my ideas into a google doc. You're welcome. Synopsis to follow.
Synopsis: Tom/Tay get really into mountain climbing (don't ask where it came from) and they make it to the summit of another climb. Emotions make memories. Does that make sense? No, but it's just vague enough to be a synopsis. Also mpreg and pretty explicit sex-is-gonna-happen talk toward the beginning. No smut tho. Writing smut is an intimidating thought to me. Also idk how climbable this mountain is, my level of research only goes so deep, but I had fun writing it. Most of this is very inaccurate to real mountain climbing but I'm not a mountain climber and googling stuff is hard. Note to be aware of: Never take gear (including hats and gloves) off when on the summit of a mountain. That shit is fucking freezing and will seriously harm you. Anyway, enjoy. (1285 words)
"Tommy." Taylor hissed, face pressed against the soft fleece of his boyfriend's undercoat. Outside their tent, the mountainside wind whipped chillingly, only getting colder as the night went on. He pulled a gloved hand from their shared sleeping bag and shook Tom's shoulder softly.
"Mhm.. Tay?" Tom stirred, shifting to glance down at his petite boyfriend.
"Think your little man is too cold to fool around?" Taylor smirked, nimble fingers sliding down Tom's toned chest.
"Wha.. yes, baby, I'm too cold to fuck you right now." Tom chuckled, grabbing Taylor's wandering hands up from the path to their intended target.
"Could I just suck you or something? Doesn't have to be elaborate." The young man pouted.
"We're in below zero temperatures on the side of a mountain, and you're still horny?"
"I think the real question would be why I wouldn't be horny." Taylor wiggled his eyebrows. "Tommy, you're my big strong man, scaling St. Elias. Hot stuff."
"Seriously?" Tom laughed, dropping his head back onto the pillow. "Mountain climbing makes you hot. Guess it makes sense."
"It's only hot cause it's you. I mean, I 'spose I could do Rainier with one of your friends from the club-- Mmph!" Taylor's teasing is cut off when he's pulled atop his boyfriend and kissed soundly. For the sake of warmth, and warmth alone, Tom slips his hands into the.. back flap on his boyfriend's long underwear. While he couldn't technically feel the tattoo marring the skin of Taylor's smooth lower back, he'd practically memorized where it lay.
Daddy scrawled across Taylor's lower back, a testament to their commitment to one another. Tom thought of the day the tattoo'd been revealed to him, when he had gotten so close to fucking Taylor it had been near torture. When all he'd really wanted to do was slide between those cheeks and-- And just like that, he'd hard in below freezing temperatures on a mountainside.
"Oh, alright. Is that all it took?" Taylor smiled coyly, grinding his hips down against his boyfriend's.
"No, baby, that is not all it took. I'm not gonna fuck you right now."
"You're sure?" Taylor moved his ass a bit, feeling his boyfriend's arousal underneath him.
"Well.." Tom considered. "I guess you could blow me, if you really felt like it."
Like lightning, his boyfriend disappeared into the sleeping bag with a devious grin, unzipping Tom's snow pants with precision speed. "Holy fuck, Tay!" Tom shouted at first contact.
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