Pretzel
Author: wanderingsmith
Mar 2010
Summary: Ennis and anniversaries
Warning: here there be implied sex and raw sex-terms
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I ain't got no money, and nobody'd be daft enough to pay me
for this. As it is thought, so let it be said; you make the toys, I
play with 'em.
Waking up to the patter of light rain, Ennis opened his eyes, staring
out the slit between the tent flaps at the grey world beyond. He could
feel the light chill of the late spring on his nose and forehead, but
the several blankets they slept on and in, combined with two mens' body
heat, kept them cozy. He lay there on his side, smiling softly, soothed
by the quiet forest; and the snores of the busted-up rodeo cowboy
sleeping behind him.
When he'd driven through Signal on the way up, it had suddenly dawned
on him what this year was.
10 years. They'd met a full decade ago! Shrugging off with a grimace
the knowledge that Alma'd be expecting them to do something -no matter
how snappish and unhappy they both were-, he instead firmly put his
thoughts of his public family aside and focused on the one he was
hurrying to. Ten years since he'd met the brash boy who had
claimed his
heart.
He wondered if Jack had thought of it. It seemed like his sort of
thing... Though Ennis knew there were also moments where his lover got
oddly even more reluctant to deal with relationship stuff than Ennis
himself.
And anyway.. what the hell did a year more or less matter? So long as
they continued.. that was all Ennis cared for the passing of time. And
too, what could they 'do' out here. Wasn't like they were going to go
out to some fancy restaurant like they did on TV. And sure as hell
neither of them could *cook* a fancy meal.
What did that leave?
..'Cause no matter how uncomfortable it made him, Ennis was starting to
realize that he *wanted* to do something for Jack.
Every so often over the years, he'd managed to sometimes bring forth
such a tender look from his lover.. He usually had no idea what he'd
done; but he knew that he loved seeing Jack look at him that way. Like
Ennis was his world. Like his Rodeo was happy.
Ennis cherished that moment of feeling completely connected. And safe,
knowing Jack would always stand by him.
Hearing the man behind him sigh contentedly in his sleep, Ennis shifted
his hips, the arousal he'd woken with stiffening with the memories of
their usual madness at first seeing each other. There was a good reason
whoever arrived first always got the tent up.
Last night had gotten cold enough that they'd gotten dressed before
going to sleep, and now his denims were a little confining. About to
undo his zipper and maybe even take care of himself, Ennis paused,
remembering the first night they'd fucked. And his lips twisted a bit,
thinking that ten years later, many things had changed.
Waking with his hand palming Jack wouldn't make him jump away, not by a
long shot. Hearing his lover sigh again, Ennis reached back slowly,
thinking of anniversaries.
Taking hold of the hand he found lying on Jack's stomach and gently
pulling it around to Ennis' crotch, he closed his eyes in comfort at
the blaze of heat that covered his back. Yeah, he could see why Jack
had done this on that long-ago frozen night. When the fingers he held
loosely on his cock started stroking him, he stretched in Jack's waking
touch; his turn to sigh in contentment.
"Well mornin', cowboy."
Hearing the smile in the morning-gravely voice, Ennis just hummed,
shivering at the soft lips brushing idly at his nape.
Stroking teasingly lightly at his man's cock, Jack smiled, lazily
enjoying how relaxed Ennis felt, handing himself into Jack's care
without the least attempt at dominance. Now *this* was the way to wake
up.
AN: the title refers to a time theory from the movie Kate and
Leopold:
All this time I thought that I had pretzeled fate and that it had to
be untwisted, but what I had never considered is that the whole thing
*is* a pretzel. A beautiful 4D pretzel of kismetic inevitability.
no, it doesn't quite relate, lol! just the idea that some things just
keep coming around...
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