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Arthur and Charles had gone out hunting for some deer since camp was running out. The journey was tame, besides for Arthur's obvious stares and Charles getting abnormally close at times.
“I’ll skin it and throw it, we just need the deers meat” Arthur jabbed his knife into the deers body and began ripping off its skin, getting blood all over his hands and the ground below. Charles waited to the side and let Arthur do his thing.
“You aren't gonna use the skin for anything? Not a rug or seat cover?”
“No, don’t need it, camp's fine.”
“Alright, your call.” Charles let his hands go up in mock surrender and stared down Arthur.
Once the deer was on the back of Arthur's horse, he looked over at Charles, “what do you want?”
“Nothin’, I’m just looking.”
“If you want it, come get it already.” Arthur stepped closer
Charles grinned and kissed the dirty blonde man. His hands grabbed at his shirt while he tried to get as close as humanly possible. His whole body was warm and his mind was fuzzy, they’d kissed before, but Charles wanted more. He wanted more than quick makeouts, more than silent hugs, more than whatever they had right now, he wanted Arthur. All of Arthur, he wanted to be on him, in him, and subtle hints obviously weren’t getting his point across.
Charles unbuttoned Arthur's shirt, kissing down his neck as Arthur moaned.
“Charles- we should go somewhere less public…” Arthur whined as Charles’ kisses went lower and lower. Fuck, he wanted Charles to take him in his mouth, the thought alone was enough to make him leak.
“Like where?”
“I saw a cabin earlier, it seemed empty…”
“Let’s go then.”
The two made their way over to the cabin and checked inside, now knowing it was empty and probably abandoned they got back to it like rabid animals. Charles bit and sucked on Arthur's collarbone and Arthur let out breathy moans in response to the intense pleasure.
“Fuck, Charles, please…” Arthur’s head hit the wall as he closed his eyes, letting himself feel.
“No, we aren’t rushing this, Arthur,” Charles unbuttoned the rest of Arthur’s shirt and pushed it off, letting it slip off his shoulders and to the floor below. Arthur was a catch to put it innocently.
“Please, I want you to suck me already,” Arthur grabbed a chunk of dark hair as he looked down. The sight of Charles below him wasn’t helping with the throbbing between his legs in any way besides making it worse.
Charles’ hands fumbled with Arthus belt, tossing it aside carelessly as he undid his fly and under clothing. The sight of Arthur’s dick all hard and already pre-leaking was ecstatic. His hands held Arthur’s meaty thighs as he kissed his abdomen, letting the pressure and need build up before he finally took Arthur in his mouth.
“Charles,” Arthur moaned, already sweating as he tossed his hat away so it wouldn’t intervene. God, the wetness around him was one of the best things he’d ever felt. “Just like that, yeah…”
Charles’ tongue worked wonders around Arthur's cock as he ran his hands up and down Arthur’s thighs and ass. The man above him moaned and jerked forward, obviously after more from Charles.
Charles pulled back and began to unbutton his own shirt and pants.
Arthur stared at Charles’ dark, chocolatey skin as his hand gently held the back of his neck. There was no doubt that Charles was gorgeous, he always caught Arthur’s attention, but seeing his entire body bare was like opening his eyes for the first time.
Charles lowered his head down to Arthur’s dick and took him back in, working slowly with his tongue. Arthur’s thighs nearly encircled Charles’ head as he trembled with pleasure.
“Fuck yes, more, Charles, please…” Arthur begged, his thighs now almost crushing the man below.
Arthur's finish made him even louder, and Charles swallowed every bit he could. The warm, bitter taste lingering on his tongue, but to Charles it was sweet like candy, more exaggeration than truth, but Charles enjoyed it.
Arthur sat on the floor, now level with Charles, letting himself rest for a moment.
“How was that?” Charles asked.
“Amazing.”
“Good, glad I could make you be so loud.”
“Shut up.”
Charles chuckled as Arthur pushed him away, only to pull him back and kiss him, this time softer.
“So beautiful…” Arthur mumbled, continuing to kiss Charles and slowly trail to his neck.
Charles sighed and let Arthur continue, feeling and cherishing the moments between them.
“We should get back to camp soon, Arthur.”
“Not yet.” Arthur continued kissing down Charles’ neck and collarbone, sucking before biting down, dragging a moan out from the other. He licked the bite, soothing it with his saliva before biting again to get yet another sound from Charles.
Arthur’s hand cupped Charles' balls as he continued kissing and biting, drawing out moans and breathy whimpers.
“Arthur, Christ,” Charles whined as Arthur wrapped his fingers around him and began stroking.
“You did something for me, now it’s my turn,” Arthur whispered seductively as he continued to stroke the hard cock in his hand, feeling Charles get closer and closer by the second.
“Neither of us last long, huh?” Charles said as he finished in Arthur's hand, which was now being cleaned.
“No, we really don’t.”
“Are we gonna head back yet?”
“We should get back soon, yeah.”
Charles sighed and kissed Arthur one last time before dressing back up.