Oh, the Dawn light sweeps all the shadows clean. {Post-cruise; for Demetri}

[ofcatsandfate]

Fabrice is adjusting, after the disaster of the free cruise and subsequent island...adventures. Coming off the heels of his own returning memories, the recent events of his life are a lot to take in and reconcile himself with. He feels better, having returned to Siren Cove. The salt water in the air refreshes his lungs as he walks along the beach, shoes in hand as he drags his feet through the sand. He's half-tempted to just run off into the waves, without a care in the world.

Like an idiot, he's forgotten sunblock, though, and he curses himself at the prospect. But then, he supposes he wouldn't be himself if he had his head entirely on his shoulders. Sea gulls gather at the scraps he passes by, and, of course, the sound of the waves lapping against the shore rings in his ears like a lullaby.

He's on a more secluded part of the beach, but that doesn't stop him from catching sight of an occasional fellow beach dweller. For once, in a long while, he feels at peace with the world.

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[second_son]

"I didn't need to get away so badly, or so soon," he admits, wanting the other man to apportion some sort of blame to him. Their shirts fall and they're up the stairs in that awkward kissing and moving way before he can even really say the next thing.

[ofcatsandfate]

He can't stop kissing or touching Demetri as they stumble their way up the stairs, unable to keep his hands from roaming across the man's firm chest.

"So don't leave again?" He asks, leaning his forehead against the the other man's. He's breathless and his voice ragged; he finds himself clinging to Demetri, and, if he's honest with himself, scared that he's done something to drive the man away. "Please?"

[second_son]

He can't promise that, as much as he wants to. And yet, seeing that look in Fabrice's eyes stops him completely at the top of the steps, pulling the other man as tight against him as he can. "I'll try."

[ofcatsandfate]

As much as he might wish that the other man could fully promise it, just hearing him promise to make the effort means the world to Fabrice; he clings to Demetri, leaning in to kiss him again, long, slow, and with as much passion as he can muster. "Thank you," he says, leaning his forehead against the other man's before moving to nuzzle his neck. "That means a lot, truly."

[second_son]

"You should stay," he says, a dangerous proposition in itself. Getting them both out safely tomorrow will be a challenge, but if it stops the hurt look in Fabrice's eyes, he'll risk it. His hands sure, he tugs Fabrice over to the bed, pulling him down with him.

[ofcatsandfate]

"You want me to?" He asks, face brightening at the thought. He knows it's a risk, this close to Demetri's father, but Fabrice knows that he always wants to stay with the other man every chance he gets; he knows it as much as he knows he needs to breathe to live.

He falls with Demetri into his bed, and it's such a wondrous feeling, Fabrice has to lean in and kiss the other man again.