Vincent let out a groan but quickly cut it off. “You really want to go?”
“Yeah, it sounds fun.”
“I’ll work it into the schedule.”
“Oh, is there an actual schedule?” Jasper asked, tipping his head back with a laugh. “Is it a list of all the positions you want to have sex in?”
“And all the ways I intend to torment you,” Vincent added dryly.
“Can I see?”
“Absolutely not.”
Jasper huffed and pressed his face against Vincent’s shoulder before biting.
“Starting to think I should put a muzzle on you.”
Jasper smirked. “Woof.”
The lake came into view a few minutes later, the water still and clear enough to see straight to the bottom. No one else was around as they wandered to the edge of the water. “We going for a swim?”
“You can.”
Jasper rolled his eyes and bumped into Vincent. “What’d you pack the swim trunks for, then?”
Vincent bumped back before turning to walk along the water’s edge. “The hot springs.”
Well, at least he’d get to see Vincent mostly naked and wet at some point. Maybe he’d even get a chance to finally see him fully naked, scars and all. He stopped to pick up a few rocks and turned them over in his hand. “Can you skip rocks?” he asked, rubbing dirt off one that seemed promising, even if he had no idea what one should look like. It was mostly flat; that was all he knew to search for.
Vincent glanced back at him. “Never tried.”
“Me neither.” Jasper tossed the rock up to test the weight of it, then turned to the water and let it fly. It skipped once before disappearing with asploosh.Huffing, he dropped the other rocks and searched for more until he found some better ones, though even after four attempts he could only get one skip out of them.
When he noticed Vincent was simply standing and watching him, he offered one of the rocks he’d found. Vincent eyed it dubiously but took it, then stared at it as he turned it over and over in his hand. After a long moment he sighed and turned to the water. When he threw the rock it sailed several feet into the air and plunked straight into the lake.
“Try lower,” Jasper offered, holding out another rock and wiggling it when Vincent made no move to take it. “One more?” he asked. “If you make it skip I’ll give you a massage?”
“Why are you bribing me to skip a rock?”
Jasper shrugged. “You said flattery won’t work on you.”
Vincent shook his head, though Jasper was sure he caught an amused smile before Vincent turned away. He wiped the dirt off the rock, bent to rinse it in the water, tossed it in the air a few times, and finally drew his arm back. This time he threw it closeto the water’s surface, where it did a tiny bounce before plunking to the bottom.
“Close enough,” Jasper said, dropping his last rock in favor of taking Vincent’s hand.
“You’re very easy to please.”
“It’s not like it’s an entirely selfless offer,” he said quietly. He couldn’t give Vincent a decent massage if he was dressed. Maybe he’d even give Vincent a happy ending, without a condom. He’d read their test results. They were both clean. Was there really any reason to keep using protection? He wasn’t going to cheat on Vincent, and he trusted Vincent wouldn’t cheat on him.
Even when Vincent did the occasional scene with subs in the club, he said he never had sex with them. Jasper had seen firsthand how true that was. He’d offered to let Vincent fuck him more than once their first couple of scenes together, and Vincent never took him up on it.
The day was warming up by the time they left the lake and returned to the cooler shade of the trees. Thankfully Vincent led them back to the cabin rather than explore further. Once they were inside and rehydrated, Jasper hooked his arms around Vincent’s waist. “Massage?”
“I have a better idea.” Vincent slipped his hand from Jasper’s back to his ass and squeezed. “Why don’t we try some predicament bondage?”
The heat and arousal that went straight to Jasper’s cock was almost painful in its intensity. “Yes, please.”
“Strip and wait by the patio door,” Vincent ordered, then headed down the hall towards the playroom.
