Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Wednesday Briefs: In Pieces #64 (16.1)

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The fun continues as Salvation enjoys their free time in Lake Charles, Louisiana. The next day, Ben and Ryan try to sleep it, but evidently that's not in the cards. See what's going on in this week's chapter of In Pieces. Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what's up with them. Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!

In Pieces #64 (16.1)

Despite being up late the night before, Ryan found himself awake early on Monday morning. He didn’t get out of bed immediately, reluctant to leave the warmth of Ben’s embrace, his thoughts tracing the previous evening.

By the time Ben and Ryan caught up with the other members of Salvation, everyone appeared considerably more relaxed than they’d been before. What a difference a couple of hours could make! Using their phones, they located a Target store that wasn’t very far from where they were staying and headed there, dividing themselves between Cameron’s and Marge’s cars. There they were able to find a good selection of swimsuits at reasonable prices. Marge said she didn’t intend to swim but she’d be happy to sit by the pool and watch them. Afterward they ate dinner at a Chinese restaurant, then finished the night at a neighborhood bar, doing shots, singing karaoke, and dancing.

Ryan’s favorite part of the evening had been getting to dance cheek to cheek with Ben. Although he did have to split his attention, a little flustered when the ladies clamored for a dance. But after he’d danced with both Abby and Marge, Ben had informed the others he was off-limits and claimed Ryan for himself alone.

Life didn’t get any better than this.

Lost in thought, he didn’t notice Ben had awakened until he spoke.

“Penny for your thoughts.”

Ryan snuggled closer against Ben, inhaling his intoxicating scent. “Just thinking about last night,” he admitted. “How good it felt to dance with you.”

“Mmm, yeah, it did,” Ben agreed. He slid one bare leg across Ryan’s body, knocking the sheet off in the process as he rubbed against his crotch. “This feels good too.”

Ryan wasn’t about to argue with him about that. He was more than ready to escalate Ben’s action into something more.  But a sharp knock at the door rather effectively broke the mood.

“I can only guess who that is.” Ben groaned as he rolled up into a sitting position. “Think it’s too late to put out the do not disturb sign?”

  The knocking continued, relentlessly. Ben tugged on a pair of boxers, a frown creasing his forehead. “Guess so. I don’t think they’ll leave us alone until we come out, might as well get dressed.”

“Coming, coming,” he yelled in the direction of the door as he crossed the motel room before turning to Ryan with a shrug of apology. “I’m sorry.”

Ryan held up one hand. “Don’t be. It’s all good.” He grabbed his clothes and hurried into the bathroom before Ben reached the door. By the time he came out, fully dressed, Ben had admitted Deacon and Keanu. Deacon turned toward Ryan as he took his place at Ben’s side.

“I’m sorry, man. I had a feeling we’d be too early. But some people can’t take no for an answer.” He rolled his eyes in Keanu’s direction.

“What do you mean, too early?” Keanu seemed entirely unfazed by Deacon’s words. “They’re not sleeping, are they?” He indicated Ben and Ryan with a wave of one hand.

“I guess not after you tried to beat the door down,” Deacon rebutted. “Who can sleep through an earthquake?”

Keanu stuck his tongue out at his lover. “They love us, don’t you, guys?” He turned plaintive eyes toward Ben and Ryan. Ben laughed.

“Well, we’re definitely out of bed now,” he said. “Aiden and Abby up?”

“Knowing them, I bet they are,” Deacon said. “Probably taking a walk, if they’re not in their room. I think this one planned to go there next.” He jerked his thumb in Keanu’s direction.

“Of course. Then Marge.”

“Are you that hungry?” Ryan asked teasingly.

“Well, you know how it is when you work up an appetite.” Keanu slid his arm around Deacon’s waist.

“Maybe I would if you weren’t pounding on the door,” Ben said pointedly. Ryan could tell he was just playing with him, though, he wasn’t angry at all.

“Besides, we have swimming to do while we can. We’re playing tonight.”

“True, true,” Ben agreed.

“What kind of place are we playing tonight?” Ryan asked, not realizing he’d said we until after it came out. It felt natural now to include himself as part of the group.

“Dance club,” Ben said. “Should be fun. You know they have a complimentary breakfast here, right?”
This was directed at Keanu. From the way his mouth dropped open in surprise, Ryan surmised he hadn’t known.

“Dang. You mean I could have had first breakfast already? What are we waiting for? Let’s go?”

“Oh my god, what are you, a hobbit?” Deacon snorted as he followed Keanu through the door, Ben and Ryan trailing behind.

“You know, this might be a good time to talk to the guys individually, while we’re at the pool. Would you mind?” Ryan asked.

“Of course not. I like the way you think. Just make some time for me.” Ben pressed a soft lip on Ryan’s lips.

“Always,” Ryan said without hesitation.

to be continued

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