They'd been running at breakneck speed since coming to Hawaii. Every night they'd come back to their room to relax and be with one another, but this evening started early and with a little fun. Dick had forgone lights in lieu of tealights placed along the main pathway. The bedroom and bathrooms were littered to death with them, as was the pool area, should they want to go skinny dipping later. This was their place and Dick wanted to make tonight special for them. He was so in love, but he felt like although they often said it and smothered one another with affection and words, they didn't speak of past or future.
It was easy to go through the motions of being in love. Feeling the depth of depravity and the absolute need that Dick sometimes wanted Jason with felt good to him, but he wasn't so sure that Jason would feel the same if he knew exactly how intensely Dick felt. It was hard to open up all the way at times. They both carried their scars from the Lazarus pit, and never spoke on it. They didn't touch spots in their lives that hurt them, and Dick was afraid to scratch too deep, least he get told to back off.
Not always, but the majority of the time said that he didn't mind, that it never bothered him. Most of the time it was, but it wasn't always the truth. He wanted to be free to show Jason all sides of him and know that Jason still loved him, how could he do that if Jason didn't do the same with him. What's to trust if you're not trusted in return absolutely. Jason could put the same spin on it right back. There was a soft issue of needing to understand and be sure of one another still, even after this time.
Is it trust to just accept, and not share a burden? These were questions that Dick had trouble answering and were the main points of contention in their relationship. He was working through them, but it still troubled him.
Still, he thought tonight might help open them up, settle it once and for all. Being physically open, could help with the emotional sharing. They'd been growing closer all week, and Dick had one more thing he wanted to do. He hoped that they'd make it to that by the end of all this. If they weren't there emotionally, then they weren't there.
When Jason came in from getting more drinks, Dick was waiting in the bedroom, Wearing nothing but his Male Speedo, with a board game next to him. It was more like a box with a bunch of card decks in it.
"So, what do you think? Like your purchase? You may not know this, but I got you a little something while we were out shopping. It's not a thong, but it's still pretty sexy."
Trying not to laugh too hard, Dick throws this flamingo speedo at Jason, because turn about is such fair play.
Date Night In.
It was easy to go through the motions of being in love. Feeling the depth of depravity and the absolute need that Dick sometimes wanted Jason with felt good to him, but he wasn't so sure that Jason would feel the same if he knew exactly how intensely Dick felt. It was hard to open up all the way at times. They both carried their scars from the Lazarus pit, and never spoke on it. They didn't touch spots in their lives that hurt them, and Dick was afraid to scratch too deep, least he get told to back off.
Not always, but the majority of the time said that he didn't mind, that it never bothered him. Most of the time it was, but it wasn't always the truth. He wanted to be free to show Jason all sides of him and know that Jason still loved him, how could he do that if Jason didn't do the same with him. What's to trust if you're not trusted in return absolutely. Jason could put the same spin on it right back. There was a soft issue of needing to understand and be sure of one another still, even after this time.
Is it trust to just accept, and not share a burden? These were questions that Dick had trouble answering and were the main points of contention in their relationship. He was working through them, but it still troubled him.
Still, he thought tonight might help open them up, settle it once and for all. Being physically open, could help with the emotional sharing. They'd been growing closer all week, and Dick had one more thing he wanted to do. He hoped that they'd make it to that by the end of all this. If they weren't there emotionally, then they weren't there.
When Jason came in from getting more drinks, Dick was waiting in the bedroom, Wearing nothing but his Male Speedo, with a board game next to him. It was more like a box with a bunch of card decks in it.
"So, what do you think? Like your purchase? You may not know this, but I got you a little something while we were out shopping. It's not a thong, but it's still pretty sexy."
Trying not to laugh too hard, Dick throws this flamingo speedo at Jason, because turn about is such fair play.