Ben Browder and Cillian Murphy. Nude Beach. (Players Only)
Mar. 21st, 2006 @ 12:03 pm
Ben Browder and c_murphy. Spain. Nude Beach! |
Will be cross-posted.
Ben shoulders their bag of things as they head down onto the beach, glancing over at Cillian and seeing the flush spreading across his pale body. "You're sure about this?" he asks. "If you're not, that's fine...and I'm glad we...covered you in sunscreen properly in certain places before leaving, though we'll have to make sure to do it again so it doesn't get...awkward." Grinning cheekily, Ben continues down to the white sands of the beach.
Cillian smiles at Ben and moves just a bit closer as they get further and further into public. "I'm okay...I'm just still getting used to it." His voice drops to a whisper. "At Cit it is easier because we are more in role. Here, it's just me and that means more vulnerable."
Cillian is well aware that he has issues about himself, though being with Ben has helped him work through some of them. "Though, I am definitely glad that you were so thorough in the sunscreen application. Having things get difficult would be quiet upsetting." He grins again and winks. "Looking forward to you doing another application."
"I just bet you are," Ben chuckles, then stops, looking Cillian in the eye. "You aren't more vulnerable. We may not be at Cit, you may not be on a leash, but you're still mind and I won't let anyone do anything to you. You're always safe when you're with me." Leaning forward, he kisses Cillian lightly. "Now, let's find us a nice spot under an umbrella and strip!"
Immediately settled by Ben's words and the reassurance they provide, he lets out a relieved breath. It is not that he thought otherwise, but hearing it helps him remember it in the here and now. "Sounds good to me...and the umbrella will help a lot. How about that one over there." After a quick scan he points to one that seems a bit more private than some of the others.
"Perfect darlin'..." Leading the way over, Ben sits everything down and spreads their blanket on the ground, so that they can lay next to one another on it. Without further preamble, Ben strips off his trunks, totally nude and not caring in the least.
Cillian helps with the blanket and moves to take his trunks off, but stops at the sight of Ben standing their nude. The sight takes his breath away and he has to concentrate to inhale. The scent of the ocean and the sunscreen as well as the scent of Ben himself. Smiling, he strips his trunks off and trains his eyes on Ben and their little area; not really wanting to know whether or not anyone is looking at him.
"Just remember," Ben says, willing his cock not to harden at the hungry look Cillian is giving him. "This is a nude beach, they are used to seeing bare assed naked men and women, both beautiful and not, all day long. So...we fit right in right now. Wanna go swim? You're good and covered right now; I can reapply once we're done."
Cillian smiles and nods. "Yeah, I think a dunk in the water is just what I need to really relax." He eyes Ben and then blushes as he feels his body start to react. Taking a deep breath, he turns a wry smile on Ben and shrugs at him.
"Ah hell, darlin'--I'm surprised I'm not hard as a fucking rock right now, you do that to me." Standing, he offers a hand to Cillian. "Come on, let's go swim, though maybe we'll not do any body surfing today."
Lacing his fingers in Ben's, he blushes at the compliment and nods. "Body surfing would be a bad idea, I think." Reaching the shore, he strolls into the waves up to his ankle, purring at the warm water. He turns his head to Ben. "Can we maybe take a little walk before we swim?"
"Whatever you want, baby," Ben says, taking Cillian's hand and heading up the beach. "You can strut your stuff on the surf if you want!"
He turns and tucks his burning face against Ben's shoulder as they walk after giving him a gentle swat. "I don't want to show me off." He giggles and looks up at Ben, wicked thoughts dancing in his eyes. "I want to show you off!"
"Ah, I see..." Ben wiggles his ass a bit, grinning. "You aren't afraid I'll get mobbed and molested? I mean...I am terribly fit and handsome..."
"I'd only be worried if I thought you might go off with someone. But, since I know you won't do that, I can handle anyone who comes up and thinks to take you away." He turns to smile brightly at Ben. "You're mine and I will let them know that." His answer is far more serious than Ben's joke warranted, but Cillian wants Ben to know that he gets it and he will stand up for their relationship.
"Well, with you there to protect me..." Ben says, teasing though he's serious as well. He squeezes the pale hand in his and leans over to kiss the boy lightly.
Kissing Ben back, Cillian is content. He's enjoying their walk and even though the sun is strong, he is determined to be able to be out here...nude...with Ben. "It's so beautiful here. I am having a great time. But, I have to be honest." He turns a shy grin in Ben's direction. "I kind of wonder how Connall is doing. And, I was thinking how much fun it would be to play with him in the water."
"Well, he is our baby--so of course you're wondering; we can call Hugh when we get back to the room if you like. And we'll have to take him to the coast sometime, so he can play in the water..."
"I'm just glad that Hugh was willing to take him. It's a huge thing and I feel better knowing that he is not in a sterile kennel." He smiles, remembering Hugh meeting the pup and Connall's instant acceptance of his new surroundings. "I just hope he's behaving. A trip to the water this summer would be great." Cillian tightens his fingers in Ben's, a silent thank you for all he's brought to Cillian's world.
"He's a pup, I sincerely doubt he's behaving, but I'm sure it will be fine," Ben chuckles. He smiles over at the boy. "It's a date then, we'll just get it sorted."
"I love how easy life is with us. I know that things are not perfect or smooth, really, but things are just so easy with you." Cillian smiles up at Ben, a satisfied and content smile.
"The way it should be," Ben drawls. "And life doesn’t have to be perfect long as you can trust the people that will stand by your side through it."
"And aren't we just lucky that we managed to find each other." He stops in the sand and turns to face Ben. Leaning up, he plants a kiss on Ben's lips and pulls back to smile at him. "How about we head back and take that swim?"
"Perfect," Ben says, grinning. "And then we can reapply your sunscreen." He waggles his eyebrows teasingly, then he smiles softly. "And yes, very lucky. I wonder how the hell I caught you every day."
Leaning up for another kiss, Cillian smiles at Ben. "Quick reflexes." On a chuckle, he closes the distance of their mouths and sinks into the kiss. Cillian pulls back turning, tugs Ben back down the length of the sand to their towels. With a mischievous grin, he pinches Ben's arse and runs into the water, knowing Ben'll give chase.