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kat8chaJust because it was fall did not mean that Rokkaku fled the beach to cling to their heaters. Instead the boys came out to the beach with blankets and sweaters. It wasn't too cold, about 70 degrees, and the sun was warm when it hit you. Saeki sat close to Ryou, sharing body heat.
"This isn't romantic." Ryou curled his legs closer to his chest and scooted closer to Saeki. "This is cold."
"It's not that cold." Saeki dropped an arm around Ryou's shoulders and tugged Ryou close. Ryou shivered against Saeki. Saeki was not a polar bear, but the temperature dropping to 70 degrees wasn't going to send him flying to the nearest space heater. Ryou, however, was totally against winter. In fact, once it hit 75 degrees Ryou was wrapped up in three different layers plus a muffler and gloves. He always looked cutely ridiculous.
Oddly enough, Atsushi was a polar bear. Saeki'd seen the pictures of him having a snow ball fight in nothing but a sweater and cotton gloves.
"It is too that cold." Ryou sniffled and nuzzled his cold nose against Saeki's neck. It was Saeki's turn to shiver. For one, COLD nose, for another, Saeki loved it when Ryou nuzzled his neck. "You smell like cinnamon."
"Yeah." Saeki rubbed at Ryou's arm, generating warmth, although Saeki could not be sure it reached Ryou through the million layers he was wearing. "Mom was making some sort of weird squash recipe tonight."
"Mmm." Ryou scooted further over, nearly in Saeki's lap, and then took the plunge and climbed into Saeki's lap, and wrapped his arms around Saeki's shoulders. Ryou pressed his ice cold nose to Saeki's cheek, his cold fingers tickled the back of Saeki's neck. Saeki shivered again. "Smells nice, Sae-san."
"You like cinnamon, Ryou?" Saeki wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist. "I didn't know that."
Ryou sniffed and leaned back to give Saeki a look. Saeki smiled, Ryou smirked. "You don't know everything about me, Sae-san." Ryou kissed Saeki then, and while his extremities might be cold the inside of Ryou's moth was red hot.
"Mmm…" Saeki was totally buying that cinnamon cologne. Saeki sliped his arms under one layer of clothing and then felt his way to the edge of Ryou's sweater. After he tucked his hands under that Saeki rubbed at Ryou's back through his shirt.
Then Ryou slipped his hands up the front of Saeki's shirt.
"COLD!" Saeki shouted after he had ripped his mouth away from Ryou and fell backwards onto the blanket, which did not stop Ryou's ice cold hands from being freezing. Instead they just moved all over Saeki's stomach. "God, Ryou, you're friggen freezing."
"I told you it was cold!" Ryou complained, then he tucked his hands under his elbows and gave Saeki a sulky look. "I'm going home."
Saeki sighed. "Come over to my place? I'll make you tea!" Maybe after getting a cup or two of hot tea in Ryou Saeki could drag Ryou into the bath. A warm bath would warm Ryou's body right up.
"This isn't romantic." Ryou curled his legs closer to his chest and scooted closer to Saeki. "This is cold."
"It's not that cold." Saeki dropped an arm around Ryou's shoulders and tugged Ryou close. Ryou shivered against Saeki. Saeki was not a polar bear, but the temperature dropping to 70 degrees wasn't going to send him flying to the nearest space heater. Ryou, however, was totally against winter. In fact, once it hit 75 degrees Ryou was wrapped up in three different layers plus a muffler and gloves. He always looked cutely ridiculous.
Oddly enough, Atsushi was a polar bear. Saeki'd seen the pictures of him having a snow ball fight in nothing but a sweater and cotton gloves.
"It is too that cold." Ryou sniffled and nuzzled his cold nose against Saeki's neck. It was Saeki's turn to shiver. For one, COLD nose, for another, Saeki loved it when Ryou nuzzled his neck. "You smell like cinnamon."
"Yeah." Saeki rubbed at Ryou's arm, generating warmth, although Saeki could not be sure it reached Ryou through the million layers he was wearing. "Mom was making some sort of weird squash recipe tonight."
"Mmm." Ryou scooted further over, nearly in Saeki's lap, and then took the plunge and climbed into Saeki's lap, and wrapped his arms around Saeki's shoulders. Ryou pressed his ice cold nose to Saeki's cheek, his cold fingers tickled the back of Saeki's neck. Saeki shivered again. "Smells nice, Sae-san."
"You like cinnamon, Ryou?" Saeki wrapped his arms around Ryou's waist. "I didn't know that."
Ryou sniffed and leaned back to give Saeki a look. Saeki smiled, Ryou smirked. "You don't know everything about me, Sae-san." Ryou kissed Saeki then, and while his extremities might be cold the inside of Ryou's moth was red hot.
"Mmm…" Saeki was totally buying that cinnamon cologne. Saeki sliped his arms under one layer of clothing and then felt his way to the edge of Ryou's sweater. After he tucked his hands under that Saeki rubbed at Ryou's back through his shirt.
Then Ryou slipped his hands up the front of Saeki's shirt.
"COLD!" Saeki shouted after he had ripped his mouth away from Ryou and fell backwards onto the blanket, which did not stop Ryou's ice cold hands from being freezing. Instead they just moved all over Saeki's stomach. "God, Ryou, you're friggen freezing."
"I told you it was cold!" Ryou complained, then he tucked his hands under his elbows and gave Saeki a sulky look. "I'm going home."
Saeki sighed. "Come over to my place? I'll make you tea!" Maybe after getting a cup or two of hot tea in Ryou Saeki could drag Ryou into the bath. A warm bath would warm Ryou's body right up.
