It was warmer than Quinn was used to Rhydin being, his jacket on, but hung open. He was sitting by the fire, watching the flames cackle and pop against the night air. The wavering of flames as they danced and licked, he seemed too intent on the flames, a cigarette hung from his bottom lip and he took a moment to inhale deeply from it.
Dirk lay stretched out on the ground in front of the fire. The crackling and popping flames seem to be licking his body with the shadows that they cast. Dirk had stripped from the waist up. His hands were laced behind his head, his booted feet crossed at the ankles. Instead of looking at the fire, he gazed up at the stars in the moonless sky. He realized that he and Quinn had slipped into a comfortable silence as each seemed to be searching their own soul or reliving some long forgotten memory. A smile curled Dirk's lips and he turned his head so that his brown hazel eyes land upon Quinn. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"Hmmm?" He hadn?t realized they had fallen into silence, had he noticed he would have broken it, he was all too clear on the fact that Dirk wasn?t very comfortable in silence. A shake of his head as those grey eyes shifted from the fire to his lover. From the fire to his flames. A chuckle as he thought it. "I don?t know, my mind was wandering. I don?t remember the last time I spent time out in nature without having to deal with the modern world knocking at my door. Or the last time I dropped everything to do something I wanted. Its liberating."
As Quinn spoke, Dirk rolled to his side, then sat up, Indian style. He canted his head in a canine sort of way as he listened. A broad smile appeared on his handsome face and he leaned forward, his hand coming to rest upon Quinn's knee. "I know exactly what you mean. I'm sure Marcia is pulling out her dyed hair by the roots by now." There was a slow, soft chuckle as Dirk leaned forwards to place a kiss to the corner of Quinn's mouth.
As Dirks head canted Quinn found his smile broadening, the body of a man and the heart of a beast. Something about the thought turned Quinn on and he found himself clearing his throat and wondering if he was a complete weirdo. A flush ran to his cheeks, and as Dirk kissed him he leaned closer to return the gesture. "Does she know when you?re coming back...Wait do we even know when we are going back?" He chuckled and LOVED the idea of not knowing and plainly not caring when they went back home.
"Mmmm" he sighed against Quinn's lips, then scoot closer to keep his arm loosely draped across Quinn's back and his head perched upon Quinn's shoulder. "That would be no and no." There was a deep, rich chuckle to his voice. "Though I do think we should be heading to Rio soon." Dirk sighed again and closed his eyes. He wondered how it would go, meeting Quinn's children and his ex-wife. "Do they know about me yet?"
"Are you asking me if I have come out of the closet yet? No. I mean Michelle knows. But Quinn and Maria don?t know. Then again they didn?t know about any of my "girlfriends" either. Just assumed Daddy had a lot of friends."? His beards were always introduced to the kids as friends. He thought about it for a moment, in silence, deciding that he was certainly NOT going to treat Dirk the same as he treated his pretend girlfriends. "I think I will have some explaining to do. Michelle isn?t too happy about the idea of my lifestyle but they are my kids too and you?re a big part of my life. So, she will have to get over it."
Dirk lay stretched out on the ground in front of the fire. The crackling and popping flames seem to be licking his body with the shadows that they cast. Dirk had stripped from the waist up. His hands were laced behind his head, his booted feet crossed at the ankles. Instead of looking at the fire, he gazed up at the stars in the moonless sky. He realized that he and Quinn had slipped into a comfortable silence as each seemed to be searching their own soul or reliving some long forgotten memory. A smile curled Dirk's lips and he turned his head so that his brown hazel eyes land upon Quinn. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"Hmmm?" He hadn?t realized they had fallen into silence, had he noticed he would have broken it, he was all too clear on the fact that Dirk wasn?t very comfortable in silence. A shake of his head as those grey eyes shifted from the fire to his lover. From the fire to his flames. A chuckle as he thought it. "I don?t know, my mind was wandering. I don?t remember the last time I spent time out in nature without having to deal with the modern world knocking at my door. Or the last time I dropped everything to do something I wanted. Its liberating."
As Quinn spoke, Dirk rolled to his side, then sat up, Indian style. He canted his head in a canine sort of way as he listened. A broad smile appeared on his handsome face and he leaned forward, his hand coming to rest upon Quinn's knee. "I know exactly what you mean. I'm sure Marcia is pulling out her dyed hair by the roots by now." There was a slow, soft chuckle as Dirk leaned forwards to place a kiss to the corner of Quinn's mouth.
As Dirks head canted Quinn found his smile broadening, the body of a man and the heart of a beast. Something about the thought turned Quinn on and he found himself clearing his throat and wondering if he was a complete weirdo. A flush ran to his cheeks, and as Dirk kissed him he leaned closer to return the gesture. "Does she know when you?re coming back...Wait do we even know when we are going back?" He chuckled and LOVED the idea of not knowing and plainly not caring when they went back home.
"Mmmm" he sighed against Quinn's lips, then scoot closer to keep his arm loosely draped across Quinn's back and his head perched upon Quinn's shoulder. "That would be no and no." There was a deep, rich chuckle to his voice. "Though I do think we should be heading to Rio soon." Dirk sighed again and closed his eyes. He wondered how it would go, meeting Quinn's children and his ex-wife. "Do they know about me yet?"
"Are you asking me if I have come out of the closet yet? No. I mean Michelle knows. But Quinn and Maria don?t know. Then again they didn?t know about any of my "girlfriends" either. Just assumed Daddy had a lot of friends."? His beards were always introduced to the kids as friends. He thought about it for a moment, in silence, deciding that he was certainly NOT going to treat Dirk the same as he treated his pretend girlfriends. "I think I will have some explaining to do. Michelle isn?t too happy about the idea of my lifestyle but they are my kids too and you?re a big part of my life. So, she will have to get over it."