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Anything goes -- any fandom, any pairing/grouping, any prompt. From schmoop to kink and everything in between.
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For single fandom: Fandom, pairing, word/phrase
Example: BHD, Hoot/Eversmann, late
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Numbers/SPN, Henrickson/David, retreat
Date: 2009-06-29 06:48 am (UTC)So vacation time rolls around and they check in with each other. Same place? Same place, is the answer.
There are more popular islands, but Victor likes his privacy and while it's rustic they can afford a tiny private beach and daily delivery of ice to keep their beer and bodies cool.
Day 1 they fuck themselves silly, just to get the pent up energy out of their system.
Day 2 they bitch about the job. Day 3 as well if there's a lot to bitch about. The Winchester brothers take up most of Victor's Day 3. David just tells him he's full of shit and gives him a fresh beer when he runs low.
Day 4 is spent in the ocean working off more energy, having some good old fashioned fun in the sun.
The rest of the time they lounge about in bed, in hammocks, on the beach. Sometimes resting, sometimes enjoying each other's bodies in languid bliss. Sometimes catnapping content in the knowledge that nothing was out there trying to get them. That alone was a treat.
It was always hard when their little retreat from the outside world ended. They knew better than to pretend things would be different after they got back to work - that they'd talk more often or make an effort to stay up to date on each other's lives better.
They'd just embrace one last time before they headed to their respective flights home at the airport. A manly hug, one that could pass for brotherly almost.
David always smiled a lot when he came back.
Victor just came back more determined than ever to succeed.