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Tim and Kelvin sat in front of the fire they had managed to keep going for the night. It was getting late, but neither of them were eager to sleep with the ever present threats lurking around the unlucky pair.
Tim was accustomed to staying up late, he had always been a night owl. Kelvin seemed to be having a rougher go of it, occasionally nodding off before snapping back awake.
"Sleep?" Tim signed. Kelvin had taught him enough ASL to mostly get by, although he still had much to learn. It was a lot more effective than passing the notepad between them at all times.
Kelvin gave a wry smile and shook his head. Tim nodded in understanding. It definitely wasn't easy falling asleep in these circumstances.
A more pressing urge than sleep was causing Tim a bit of grief. Actually, a lot, if he was being honest.
He needed to jack off.
And he couldn't exactly write, hey, can you go away for ten minutes so I can masturbate? thanks!, and hand the notepad over to the other. Tim would sooner offer himself up to the cannibals than do that. Just the thought was mortifying. No, absolutely not.
And if he simply walked off, Kelvin might feel uneasy at the time Tim took and come check on him. And likely catch Tim in the act. Oh God, no. That would be even worse.
For some reason, he could not bring himself to lie and say he was simply going hunting. Especially not when Kelvin looked up at him with those big, innocent eyes. Trusting him. Depending on him.
It caused something within Tom to boil him from the inside out. The urge to see Kelvin broken and to be the one that put his pieces back together.
He thought of the man's cries, the blood pouring from his ears. His unseeing gaze as Tim maneuvered him this way and that. Recalling the memory, Tim realized he had been half hard witnessing it. He had waved it away as adrenaline for the sake of his own sanity. He had had no time to dwell on it, until now.
There was too much time, really.
Tim dragged a hand down his face. Christ, he was so twisted.
But surely Kelvin was having the same problem, was he not? They were both young males, it was only natural.
Well, maybe Tim shouldn't assume that. Plenty of people had low libidos and could go without. Tim was just, unfortunately, not one of them.
Had Kelvin already done it? When Tim was asleep, or away exploring? What turned Kelvin on, what made him squirm with delight?
Tim's ears burned at the thought. Okay, he probably shouldn't think about that.
Still. If they both had the need, then they could...
Tim felt a stirring within him at the idea, followed by an overpowering wave of embarrassment. Why was he even thinking that? He was the one making things weird now.
And yet. Kelvin seemed awfully fond of him. He always carried out the orders he gave him dutifully, wanting to be of service. Not to mention the numerous smiles and thumbs ups he always gave the other.
He couldn't.
Tim chanced a glance at the man. Kelvin was gazing into the fire, seemingly lost in thought. He must have sensed the other's eyes on him, as he looked over and gave a small smile.
Tim scooted closer. Was he crazy? This was crazy.
Kelvin's eyes widened, but he made no move to scamper off. Tim hoped he wouldn't.
He leaned closer.
"This okay?" He looked deeply into the other man's eyes, enunciating the syllables so that Kelvin could read his lips.
Kelvin tilted his head to the side, a puzzled look on his face in the light of the campfire. Not unlike a puppy.
Faithful, kind Kelvin.
Always carrying out whatever Tim asked of him, never complaining.
He loved seeing him laugh. Seeing him frustrated. Vulnerable.
So submissive to Tim's demands. Really, why hadn't they thought of doing this sooner?
Tim could not deny the pull he felt towards the other. Even living this way, he was fortunate, so very grateful that it was with this wonderful man beside him.
Please, please don't hate me for this. I couldn't bear it.
Tim ran his hand up the man's thigh. Surely that would show his intentions.
Kelvin's eyebrows shot up, a blush creeping on his face. Tim couldn't help but smirk.
The blonde blinked a few times, looking away, then back to Tim. Tim could've sworn there was interest behind his gaze, but he wanted to be sure. He cupped Kelvin's face in his hand.
Kelvin didn't move an inch. He was so pliant, so willing. This gave Tim the courage to surge forward and bring their lips together.
Kelvin's lips were chapped, as were his own. His stubble grazed against his. The contact set his nerves alight. It had been a long time since he felt the touch of another human, and in these dire circumstances, the comfort was intoxicating.
Kelvin's lips parted. Tim eagerly slipped his tongue inside. Kelvin let out a small moan that had Tim's blood rushing decidedly south.
The man was just too adorable. It wasn't fair.
Tim ran his fingers through Kelvin's locks. They were just as soft as they looked. Kelvin looped his arms around the man's shoulders, deepening the kiss.
Tim caressed the man's inner thigh before hesitantly cupping his bulge through his pants. Kelvin gasped and bucked his hips.
Tim broke the kiss and looked at Kelvin, questioning. The flustered man nodded eagerly in return. Tim made quick work of drawing Kelvin's member out of his pants. The moan Tim received when he took him into his hand was nothing short of heavenly.
"There you go. Just like that," Tim whispered huskily as he worked him.
Kelvin sighed shakily. Tim brought his lips to the man's neck, kissing the tender skin there. He had the overwhelming desire to mark him, claim him, but he figured he shouldn't push it too far. His mind was hazy with dizzying pleasure. His own need rested against his lower stomach.
He shucked his pants lower and took both of their members in one hand.
"A-ah-!" Kelvin exclaimed, voice rough from disuse. Tim stroked at a steady pace. He studied every change in Kelvin's flushed expression, every shuttering of his eyelashes, every tremble in his lips. Commiting them to memory.
"Lovely, Kelvin. So lovely," Tim murmured against his skin. Kelvin bit his lip and bucked wildly. Did he understand him? Tim hoped he did.
Mine, he desperately wanted to say. All mine.
Looking at the tears that clung to Kelvin's long eyelashes, he was overcome with a keen stab of possessiveness for the other man. The thought of someone else touching him like this, making him cry such beautiful tears-
He hated it. Absolutely fucking hated it.
He channeled his deep desire into his thrusts, rocking in tandem with the other man. Kelvin seemed to be awfully close. He was letting out rather loud moans, ones that made Tim's blood sing. What kind of sounds would he make, if he fingered him? Would Kelvin let him work him open until he was a sobbing mess, begging for his cock?
Tim might go insane if he doesn't see this man undone by his own hand.
"Goddamn, Kelvin. You're a dream," Tim sighed, swiping his thumb over Kelvin's leaking head. Kelvin titled his head back with a loud cry, seizing up. Tim surged forward to kiss his exposed neck. Kelvin made a warbling sound at the action. "So cute. So willing. Had I know this would be so easy, I would have done it sooner. Fuck. I'm going to give it to you one of these days, puppy, I swear it. Would you like that?"
"Uhh, uhn!"
Kelvin came with a weak sob. Seeing the man completely unraveled was enough to send Tim careening off the knife's edge himself.
"Kel..." Tim sighed, brushing the blonde's sweat-slicked hair back. He kissed his tears, smearing them a bit. Kelvin flushed heavier and brought his lips to Tim's damp ones. They kissed slowly, yet passionately. Tim loved kissing Kelvin as if he was something precious. Something breakable.
The pair panted heavily, abask in the afterglow. Tim kissed Kelvin's clammy forehead. He knew the gesture was intimate enough for him to regret it later, but the contented hum Kelvin gave at the action reassured him in the present moment.
Tim brought Kelvin against his chest. The other man immediately wrapped his arms around him. Tim felt a warmth in his chest he had never felt before at the action. He felt safe, for once. Tim didn't know what to do with such a disparate affliction.
He could never let anyone hurt Kelvin, ever. Tim could burn everything down for him. The thought surprised him with the intensity that came with it. He knew it would likely disturb Kelvin to know the true depths of his feelings for the other.
But... It was normal, wasn't it? They were practically- no, they were trauma bonded. Kelvin was all Tim had. And Kelvin, bless him, would be having have a much more difficult time if Tim wasn't here to look out for him. To tell him to slow down every once in a while.
In turn, Tim would certainly be a wreck without Kelvin's radiant positivity, his willingness to help. To watch Tim's back when he couldn't.
They complimented each other so well. How could they ever be apart? Tim couldn't let that happen. He resolved himself of it, privately. Kelvin didn't have to know.
And now, well... They were just huddling for warmth, that's all. There was nothing romantic about it.
At least, that's what Tim told himself as he carded his fingers through Kelvin's hair, feeling sleep overtake him.
My baby. My Kelvin. Mine.
Tim closed his eyes. The fire was out, although the flames of his yearning burned brightly, igniting his soul. There was no stopping what was already in motion.
Kelvin had made sure of that.
All mine.