[C] Get that Beach Body

"Blankets already got sand on it, babe."

He tilted his head towards the blanket, that was crumpled in one corner and was indeed sandy.

He'd kicked sand onto it when he had tried to get away from Dick's tickling hands.

His ears pinked a little at the word babe. He normally cringed when he overheard couples use it. Coming from Fleck it gave him all the fuzz feels that he never associated with it before.

He turned to look over his shoulder and huffed. A little irritated.

"Guess that is my fault as much as yours." He turned back around to face Fleck. "I guess I am staying in you lap then."

"Well, that just won't do. You've just been complaining about staying in my lap."

His arms wrapped around Dick and he hoisted himself into a standing position.

He grinned, bouncing Dick once, before taking off down the beach.

He felt very much like those ladies back in the 19th century. Who swooned over a handsome made because their corsets were too tight.

Letting out an undignified noise as Fleck hitched him, he squeezed his thighs and wrapped his arms around Fleck neck. Who he eyed suspiciously.

"Where are you going?"

"Clearly if we need to keep things PG, we need to cool ourselves off."

His grin hitched wider.

"And the sea's way better than a cold shower. Don't you agree?" His pace was nice and steady as he made his way towards the water.

This time they were a little more equipped to go swimming than the last time.

His eyes widened and he squirmed in Fleck's hold.

"Wait! While you are dressed for it, I'm not!"

He was in chinos and a t-shirt. Pretty casual for his standard, but not casual enough for swimming.

"Besides, you know I can't swim."

He hoped that Fleck remembered. It not that would serve as a reminder. The last thing he wanted was being thrown into deep water which could go either two way: himself drowning and then have to explain to Fleck why he is still alive, or have Fleck come and save him which would be beyond embarrassing.

"I bought civvies, too. You can just borrow those."

The jeans shorts he had were maybe a bit big, but that was nothing a belt couldn't solve.

"Hold tight," he muttered, leaning down to press a kiss to Dick's lips as h stepped into the water. It lapped around his ankles, then his calves as he walked into the water.

he really should of learn from last time and brought a change of clothes. Along with something to swim in.

He focused on the kiss and not the water which... wasn't as cold as expected. It was barely lukewarm. Pretty present actually.

He broke the kiss to look down into the water.

"Okay this is not too bad."

"Mhmm."

He led his arm slide from Dick's legs so Dick slid down his body.

He leaned down to press a slow kiss to Dick's lips.

As soon as he started slipping Dick squeezed his thighs so he won't slip down further. As much as he trusted Fleck he didn't trust the sea.

He hummed happily into the kiss, following Fleck pace. His arms moved back around to cup the other mans face, thumbs softly caressing his cheekbones.

"We're-" he mumbled against Dick's lips. "supposed to - be keeping this - PG."

This was definitely not PG.

He moved to press a bold kiss just below Fleck's ear.

"I thought we changed it to PG-13?"

He leaned back, flushed and smiling again. His hands slid down, fingertips skimming along dark skin before resting on his shoulders.

"But we can tone it back down. Maybe a U?"

Fleck pondered the thought of dialling it back to a U, then shrugged and leaned forwards for another kiss.

"Even disney princesses kiss."

He laughed into the kiss.

"I am pretty sure the princes don't do walking around half naked."

He glanced down at the toned and tanned body. He chewed on his lip then snapped his eyes back up, cheeks going from pink to red. God, he felt like some dirty old pervert.

Fleck shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm sure there's at least one. Atlantis?" He was sure Milo was half naked through the majority of that film.

Was he?

He couldn't remember.

He shrugged as well. Why think about Disney princes when he has his own Disney prince right here?

He leaned forward and pressed another kiss against Fleck's lips. Then his nose. Then his forehead. And then back down again. He was pretty sure he couldn't tire of kissing Fleck.

"PG," he reminded Dick when his lips pressed over his face again and again.

"Don't make me dunk you."

He wouldn't. He wasn't that cruel. But he could threaten.

"This is completely PG."

He pressed another kiss to Fleck's nose, then eyes him. He trusts that he wouldn't, but he still gave him a warning glance.

"I know your weaknesses, Fleck."

He leaned back, showing off his wiggling fingers. It strained his lower ab muscles from years of not being used. He may have to work on that, in case Gia had a change in heart ad decided to run a ship again.

"Yeah, in a porn flick, maybe."

He tightened his grip on Dick's hips.

"You really wanna do that? You cant swim."

His face fell.

"A what?"

If Dick wasn't about to combust at a mere word, and the fact Fleck somehow connected him to it, he would of just grinned and say he was fine and low-key hoped he could impress Fleck. Instead he felt very much like drowning right now.

"I can't believe you would suggest that!"

If Fleck were at all repentant for embarrassing Dick, he would have apologised sincerely.

As it were, he thought the deep red set to his boyfriend's cheeks and his horror at the mention of porn hilarious.

His laughter started as a low rumble, but soon morphed into a full belly-laugh, clutching Dick's hips tighter and burying his face into the man's neck. His how breath fanned over Dick's neck and collarbone.

As Fleck leaned towards Dick he leaned forward. He didn't want them toppling over in the water... Even if he very much wished that the ground would open and swallow him up.

"Don't laugh at me!"

His own face buried into Fleck's neck.

As horrified as he was Fleck's breath skimming along his skin tickled and shot shivers down his spine. His laugh was contagious too. Even in his embarrassment Dick couldn't help but giggle too.

"You're horrible."

"Guilty," he chuckled against Dick's neck.

He laid a couple kisses across Dick's neck, the last one open mouthed and wet; a warmer thicker sort of wet than the salty water on his skin.

He pulled back and loosened his grip on Dick's hips.

"Have we cooled down a bit now?"

His eyes fluttered close as kisses pressed against his neck. The last kiss made him clutch Fleck's shoulders harder and his breath hitch.

As Fleck pulled back he was greeted with Dick's face as red as it was when he floundered at the word 'porn'.

"Not when you do that," he mumbled. He couldn't quite look Fleck in the eye.

The low rumbling chuckle returned.

Fleck silenced it, though, when he leaned forwards to press a slow kiss to Dick's lips. His tongue trailed slowly over the man's lower lip before pulling back.

His broad shoulders shifted as he slid Dick's legs from around his waist and eased him down to the ground. The water came slightly higher on Dick's waist than his own hips.