Pleased To Please You

So, how are you?

Austin led him to the blanket that he set by the fire. He sat down, pulling at Duke's hand to have sit with him. He looked at him, and as inevitable and expected (and disgustingly sappy) as it could be, Austin found himself admiring the way Duke looked when the orange-yellow  glow of the fire made Duke's soft, pale skin looked like it was luminescent. And his eyes- if he thought he had ever seen anything alike or more beautiful then those two radiant and umber eyes, he was mistaken. The flames reflected in the iris of his eyes, and Austin had to notice that. He was full-out staring, jaw slowly moving down as he looked more each time. 

He finally pulled his attention away from adoring Duke so much and threw another piece of wood in, causing the fire to spark slightly and continue in long and high rising flames. He twisted to look behind him, grabbing the bag of marshmallows, chocolate and graham crackers. He smiled up at the boy, placing it in between them. "Now the challenge is finding a twig to use" he said adding a smirk and a playful head roll. He leaned over and gave Duke a kiss, placing one hand on the ground and the other on the side of Duke's face, cupping it slightly. 

He pulled away, considering going in for more or getting up now. He knew that if he went in again, he'd be tempted to keep going after that, and then they'd be just sitting there kissing: not terrible and do have the whole night to make s'mores and cuddle by the fire. The only thing that was great about getting up right now was having those marshmellows faster. And the choice was clear and obvious at that point.

Austin brought his mouth back to Duke's, moving his lips against his, bringing his hand down to his waist and resting it at his hip. He brought himself closer, squishing the plastic bag of food between them. Duke didn't have a certain taste to his kiss but he did have a specific and certain feel to them. Describing how it felt to kiss to Duke was like describing how an avocado tasted (one of the weirdest comparisons to make but it worked). It had no certain example of what it is actually that made it so good but it was soft and sweet and fulfilled your craving for more.

Austin's fingers massaged gently through the cloth of Duke's shirt as Austin began to have his tongue part from his mouth. Hinting his want to move it inside of Duke's mouth by swiping it against the rim of Duke's bottom lip slowly in a kiss. He was suddenly crazed for Duke's kiss and closeness. He fingers stopping and then wrapping themselves around the side of his ribcage after slowly, moving their way up as the parallel man's shirt bunched along his side.

He stood up so he could level with these kisses he was receiving. He hugged Duke, kissing his upper jawline as he pulled away and then his lips. Oh how he missed his lips; for such a short and brief decline of being that close to him, he had to admit, it was kind of hard to not miss Duke, especially when you have the chance to have an excuse to feel warmer when you're near him.

He brought his hand into Duke's, sliding it in and then intertwining his fingers with his. Something about the way that Duke was so composed and vibrant about everything, even being with Austin, gave him confidence to make his moves. He licked his lips and smiled again.

"I'm just- really happy to see you Duke." He waved in an inviting way towards the way around his trailer to show him the set-up he had going already. "I think you'll like what I have in store for you. I know that's it not something beautiful but it's something nice that you I don't think we get to appreciate very often about being in the Midwest."

As he walked, he stayed close so he could anticipate his reaction before it came but also remained a little bit behind him so he could look at it before Austin got there. Their hands were still held together and Austin prayed that everything was still the way he left it (because something like the wind blew out the fire that Austin spent half an hour building or an animal ate all their marshmallows) and that Duke was liked it. 

Austin mentally praised himself for planning this so well as he looked over at Duke. He had a chance to now look over at the way he smiled and the same gleam in those brown, (beautiful) brown eyes that he recognized a few days ago when Austin asked him to be his.

Wait wait I’m so confused now. (via logan-heart)

Excited and terrified that I’ll muck it up. 

Aw, don't even worry about it, I'm sure you'll do excellently. And if all doesn't go well, then there's always tomorrow and a lot of worse things could happen.

Pretty? hey, Mr Cabot. It’s nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too! Are you excited for your first performance tonight?