( oliver isn't putting his ass in the sand, that sounds absolutely miserable to wash off later. but he's pressing another kiss to caleb's lips, and--pushing off of him to saunter towards the water. )
I was thinking I'd ride you. Or if you preferred, I could get you on your hands and knees and fuck you slow.
( clearly the goal here is to avoid actually sitting or laying in the sand and having his dick as far away from it as possible. less about positions. but he raises a hand to wave caleb forward, before dropping it into his jeans pocket and pulling out a packet of lube to hold it between his index and middle finger. )
[ just because he's chill with sex and currently very turned on, it doesn't mean he can just take these conversations in stride. he laughs, ducking his head to try to cover for how embarrassed he is. ]
The first? I think. I think, if you're gonna fuck me I'd want it to be in uh, more private? With more time.
( whereas oliver has zero shame, and this wouldn't even be close to the first time his ass has been caught out in public. if caleb's more comfortable fucking than being fucked, he doesn't mind. oliver gets off either way, which is what really matters. he stops just a bit away from where the waves are licking up the shores, turns back towards caleb and--holds out a hand. )
[ caleb pulls his shirt off as he steps closer, and then sets it down like a towel, more for oli than himself, he really doesn't care about the sand. ]
I'm here.
[ he leans down to kiss him again as he unbuckles his pants. ]
( he'd care about it if he was getting sand up his ass, but caleb does as oliver asks, so oliver--doesn't bring it up again. just presses forward as caleb leans down to kiss him.
reaches to try and swat caleb's hands away from his pants so he can pull them down himself; one hand immediately going to press in through the open v once the zipper's down while the other shoves jeans down his thighs. )
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[ caleb says it lightly, he knows nick wouldn't care if they ended up having sex in his room but he prefers the sand.
Come on, let's get closer to the water.
[ he's not sold on the idea of swimming anymore, but making out close enough to the breaking waves would be fun. ]
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( oliver isn't putting his ass in the sand, that sounds absolutely miserable to wash off later. but he's pressing another kiss to caleb's lips, and--pushing off of him to saunter towards the water. )
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[ he was actually picturing himself on top, but he doesn't have an actual preference. oli's hot and he doesn't mind the sand. ]
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( clearly the goal here is to avoid actually sitting or laying in the sand and having his dick as far away from it as possible. less about positions. but he raises a hand to wave caleb forward, before dropping it into his jeans pocket and pulling out a packet of lube to hold it between his index and middle finger. )
Up to you.
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The first? I think. I think, if you're gonna fuck me I'd want it to be in uh, more private? With more time.
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( whereas oliver has zero shame, and this wouldn't even be close to the first time his ass has been caught out in public. if caleb's more comfortable fucking than being fucked, he doesn't mind. oliver gets off either way, which is what really matters. he stops just a bit away from where the waves are licking up the shores, turns back towards caleb and--holds out a hand. )
C'mere.
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I'm here.
[ he leans down to kiss him again as he unbuckles his pants. ]
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reaches to try and swat caleb's hands away from his pants so he can pull them down himself; one hand immediately going to press in through the open v once the zipper's down while the other shoves jeans down his thighs. )