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 Llomerryn was more beautiful than he remembered.

 

The sand was white and seemed to sparkle like diamonds under the sun. The water a gorgeous, deep, crystalline blue, lapping at the sand and people’s toes. The town bustled with people, vibrant with color and laughter and cheerful voices shouting to one another. The Rivaini people were beautiful and welcoming, as warm as their shores. Whenever Fenris thought he’d seen everything, Sebastian grabbed him by the elbow and pulled him in the direction of something new.

 

They ate lunch at a small restaurant on the beach. Fenris made a face as Sebastian ate his fish, and he laughed, holding out his fork with a bit of fried cod speared on the end. Fenris swatted his hand away, making a gagging noise that was purely theatrical. “Get it away from me,” Fenris said, “Ugh, it smells.”

 

“Fresh fish doesn’t have a smell,” Sebastian said. “Only rotten fish.”

 

“Well it must be rotten, then,” Fenris said. “Because it stinks.”

 

Sebastian chuckled and shook his head, but he kept his fish to himself.

 

The beach was where they spent their time, walking along the shore, leaving footprints that were swiftly erased by the tide. Sebastian bumped his hip against him and knocked Fenris off of his feet. He could feel dull anger threatening until Sebastian helped him up, laughing and leaving a kiss on his nose and too beautiful for anger to linger.

 

“Aww,” Sebastian said. “You’re all wet now. I wonder what we should do about that.”

 

Fenris took his hand and led him to a bit of beach where no one lingered and sharp rocks obscured them. It was his turn to get Sebastian wet, pushing him down against the sand and climbing onto his hips.

 

“Let me show you,” Fenris purred. Sebastian smiled, and Fenris kissed his teeth.

 

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 He’d been on the run from very dangerous, very persistent people. He’d told Sebastian that much, which was more than he’d wanted to share already. What he hadn’t mentioned was that he’d wound up in Rivain, in Llomerryn, on the shore, with salt in his hair and lungs and sand crusted against his face.

 

He hadn’t mentioned that he’d almost died, and that he’d been saved by a stroke of good luck, and a girl with pretty golden eyes.

 

Isabela.

 

Her name was a sigh, still, in the back of his mind, or his heart, hidden secret behind his ribs. Fenris wanted to say it aloud, to tell Sebastian that the woman with the crooked smile and the callused palms and the gentle heart had been better to him than he had ever been to himself; but he couldn’t quite form the name on his tongue. Part of that was because he didn’t want Sebastian to become jealous of a memory; part of it was because he wanted to keep her name his secret. His memories with her belonged only to the two of them – he wasn’t sure if he had a right to involve someone else.

 

No, that was cowardly. Isabela was no secret for his heart to keep, and Sebastian would never be jealous of someone who had been so good to him.

 

Still, Fenris went through his story carefully.

 

 

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 Fenris traced his finger over the map, his other hand thrown over his eyes. Sebastian was close to him, and there was a certain energy in the air that he couldn’t describe. Excitement, nervousness, anticipation, anxiousness; both of them were prepared for the next step, but neither of them really knew for sure if they were prepared for what came after. When Sebastian made the suggestion, with his body spooned behind Fenris and his mouth close to his ear, it had seemed like a natural progression. Fenris’ toothbrush was in Sebastian’s bathroom, his clothes were folded neatly in his drawer, his socks were littering his bedroom floor – it seemed like the most logical thing to do was to take a trip together.

“Few days,” Sebastian said. “Just the two of us. I mean, if that sounds like something you’d want to do. You don’t have to, Fen. If you---“

“I want to,” Fenris said, before he’d had any time to think things through. 
 

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